Haphephobia is a rare but often devastating phobia. It's the fear of being touched. Imagine the second someone touches you without warning you immediately cringe and vigorously rub that area until you can no longer feel it. You just want to roll into a ball and cry. People see you as a psychopath, a freak because you are different. What they don't know is why you have this fear. How it had come on. That was something no one knew, you just wanted to forget. It's not easy and it never has been. How can someone fight a fear they've had for twenty years? You simply can't. Do not read if you're sensitive to the topics of abuse, rape, death, or self harm.

Dean Winchester was just the normal average Joe. He worked at an auto shop run by his uncle. He lost his parents when he was young. They were caught in a house fire. That was the only abnormal aspect they had. They have been mostly on their own their whole life with their uncle and aunt. An average day in the Winchester household went like this–they would be woken up by their aunt and the breakfast she made was already set on the table. Then, after eating Dean, Sam, and Bobby worked in the shop all day with limited breaks. Dean would be accustomed to a shower afterwards and then, getting a drink from one of the local bars before dinner. That was how it always went. Everyday managed to go exactly in that order for the past thirty-some years, always on point. Then, one day things went awry after an accident had occurred. The accident took an unthinkable turn for the worse. There was nothing they could do at that point, things would never be the same again. What they needed was a miracle.

Imagine being only eighteen years old, having so much potential and being full of life. Until the day you receive a letter. The letter that enlists you into the army to fight in The Vietnam War. You have no choice, but to go. Imagine leaving all of your loved ones behind. All of the people you've ever know, to fight in a pointless war. Imagine fighting to see your loved ones again, someday. Imagine fighting for your country, but most of all...you are fighting for your life. Imagine fighting, over and over again, day after day with the only thought of maybe, just maybe, seeing the people you love again. Imagine what comes after all the fighting... Imagine the end.

The sequel to His Escape. After the accident, Dean is different. He creates a fear, he feels pain and suffers from it frequently. He's changed in a way Cas doesn't understand and Dean refuses to expose to him. Change begins to occur in all of their lives. Memories arise and people begin to change, all while Dean and Castiel finish their final year of high school. Do not read if you're sensitive to self harm, death, or abuse.

Just a bunch of random fandom one-shots. Enjoy.

A Destiel fan fiction. After the death of Dean Winchester's brother, Sam, he slowly tries to recover with the help of his angel, Castiel. Cas tries everything in his power to make Dean okay. Although, Dean is convinced he is not okay and never will be until his little brother is alive again.

[Destiel Highschool AU] Castiel Novak notices a new kid in school. He has sandy blonde hair and green eyes. Cas is intrigued by him and immediately seeks advice to befriend him. He not only becomes friends with him, but realizes this kid is his only true escape from his thoughts and life itself. Cas becomes this boy's personal escape, as well, in more ways than one. Do not read if you're sensitive to self harm, death, or abuse.

WHAT?! ONE OF THE SPLIT CLARAS IS A HUNTER AND MEETS THE WINCHESTERS?! Yes. DO THE WINCHESTERS MEET THE DOCTOR?! What would be the point of writing this if they didn't? ARE THERE ANY ROMANTIC THREADS I CAN SHIP?! *Creepy Moon Emoji* Maybe... IS THERE ACTION?! I like violence and torture, so yes. IS THERE ADVENTURE?! This is SuperWho, dipshit, of course there's adventure. IS THERE FEELS?! Most of it is fine, but it's best to avoid Chapter Seven. WHY THE HELL AM I ASKING YOU WHEN I CAN READ THIS AWESOME SHIT MYSELF?! I dunno. I'm surprised you read this much of the description. Good for you for being thorough.