What if our four loveable idiots were fanfic writers and that's how they met? Sam, Dean, Castiel and Gabriel were all pretty normal people. At least in their normal lives they were. However each one of them would go home, get out their laptop, and either write or read. Gabriel happens upon the amazing fic of one of his fans, which strikes up a conversation between the two. Dean reads the saddest fic in the fandom and realizes the writer didn't actually get much direct credit. So decides to talk to them about it. And so the online ties that connect them begin...

Castiel knew Dean would do anything for his club, the club was like his family. He never asked about the things Dean got up to as he thought he would be better off not knowing. However the more Dean tells him, the more aspects of Castiel's old, secret life begin to prop up out of the blue uninvited.

AU with Mute Sam, Background Destiel and Michifer Gabriel Novak, just your every day person just out of college. Works at a fandom shop with his best friend Charlie and has too many siblings. Sam Winchester, a college student, and kinda a complete nerd. Seemingly normal, other than the fact that he doesn't talk. Selective mutism, he doesn't like talking to anyone other than his brother. Sam and Gabriel cross paths, and somewhat end up dating after not long. The only problem is communication between them. Sam can't speak to Gabriel...unless it's quoting fandoms.

Alrighty. If any of you out there know me as an author, then you'll undoubtedly know about my fourth wall breaks. And this is the story of Michael and Lucifer breaking the fourth wall. "That's not a very detailed description," Luci said, looking over the author's shoulder. "Oh shut up," the author said. "Yeah I gotta agree with Luci, you can do better than that," Michael said. "Well I don't know, this story is literally just about you guys breaking the fourth wall," the author said. "There's not much more to say." "Maybe warn them of fourth wall breaks?" Luci suggested. "You're an idiot," Michael said, rolling his eyes. The author just sighed.