Short stories and One-shots, because I'm bad at writing short. Mostly Crowley and Gabe cause they're my favorite. No smut, cause I'm a teenager, and that's just gross and uncomfortable for me. Platonic and Romantic relationships though.
*So quick A/N, my friend Reilly got me back into Twenty Øne Piløts, so like. Yeah. This chapter is going to be dedicated to her. Cause she is my best friend. And although she'll probably never see this, I love her with all my heart, and I am so thankful and lucky that I met such an amazing person. So this is going to be the TØP universe and the SPN universe are the same. Yeah. I hope you guys enjoy this because like, I do this during school or whenever I'm stressed out because that happens a lot. And this is a website where I can be whoever I freaking want, cause no one cares, and if they do they don't have to read my stuff. Okay, A/N over.* REILLY GOT WATTPAD AHHH
Lucifer had risen. Again. Yes again, because the Winchester's caused it back in '09, and then the apocalypse world, we just don't talk about that. So yes, Lucifer was out of his cage again. This time though, they knew it was going to happen months before it did. So they planned for it. Building underground bunkers to protect the people in the compound he would be coming to.
So Gabriel, Y/N and Reilly took charge to kill the archangel's brother, not just shove him back in the cage. Doing so would prove to be a difficult task. So they started their planning three months prior, going through every step possible to keep everyone safe.
They were like a family, although they weren't related in anyway; Y/N, the father of the group, making sure everyone was taken care of and their needs were met before even thinking about himself. Gabriel the brother of the group, screwing around until the last moment possible before it got serious. And Reilly, the new adult, who Y/N and Gabe were very protective over. She looked up to Y/N as her father figure, after her own was killed by Lucifer, though he was only a few years older than her. And it worked. They were all three as happy as hunters could get.
The hardest part was to convince most of the elders in the compound that what was going to happen was a real thing. They had to prove that there were angels and demons and Lucifer was real. The ones who still refused to believe were either left, or brought by family to the bunker. Unless the compound's government, DEMA got to them first, telling them they were to avoid being in contact with the three. According to them, they were Rebels, going against everything DEMA stood for, trying to get people on their side.
With only a few days left before the date of liberation, Reilly and Gabe's name idea, the two boys and the girl, made the final plans of attack.
"So, when I'm inside you," Gabriel continued running over the plan again as the three of them sat on one side of the table. Gabe was leaned back in his chair, sucking on a cherry sucker smirking, while he had his feet on the corner of the table. Reilly sat on the edge of the table, facing the boys, her light blonde hair tied back, falling just below her shoulders. Y/N stood a few feet away from her, between Gabe and Reilly. His arms were crossed as he was trying to take things as seriously as possible. He ran his fingers through his hair constantly, a nervous tick he had yet to break.
*Y/N's got hair like Rich's. Sorry if you don't have this type of hair. Kinda just an excuse to post this picture.*
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