[Destiel Fanfiction] Unzählbare Wunden, große, kleine, vernarbte und offene zieren seinen Körper. Wunden, die er sich selbst zufügte. Nur ein Funken Hoffnung, der ihn am Leben hält: Sein fast verblasster Glaube an die Liebe, doch er hätte nie gedacht, dass er sie hinter den geschlossenen Türen einer Psychiatrie finden würde, noch dazu nicht in einem Soziopathen... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Das ist eine Fanfiction die Charaktere gehören nicht mir, aber die Story schon usw. (TRIGGERWARNUNG) (BoyXBoy Don't like it, don't read it) (Started: 23.08.2017)

Toby zieht mit seiner Mutter zu ihrem neuen Freund und seinem Stiefsohn, doch dieser würdigt Toby keiner Berührung und spricht auch nicht mit ihm, auch wenn er ihn mit seinen grünen Augen immer zu fixieren scheint. Toby versteht nicht wieso Jax ihn so zu hassen scheint und versucht es heraus zu finden. Doch auf der Suche nach der Wahrheit, weckt Toby einen Löwen... Platz #1 02.12.16 Platz #2 28.11.16 Platz #3 24.11.16 Platz #4 23.11.16 Platz #6 18.11.16 Platz #9 17.11.16 Platz #11 15.11.16 Platz #17 13.11.16 Platz #18 11.11.16 Platz #19 11.11.16

"Du siehst traurig aus." "Ja." "Warum weinst du nicht? Du musst es nicht unterdrücken." "Tote können nicht weinen, Taddl." -- Cover by @Sailine

Imagine a world where you have your soulmate's name tattooed on your wrist. It start to appear when you turn 13. When you meet your soulmate tattoo start to glow in the dark. You have a choice. You either chose to see the name or you can put the Soulmate bracelet so you won't see it. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE SUPERNATURAL CHARACTERS

When your soulmate gets something on their skin, it appears on your skin too. If they draw a flower in Sharpie on their wrist, you get a flower on your wrist. If you fall and cut your knee open, your soulmate will get red patches on their skin. Castiel Novak is in his last year of high school in Lawrence, Kansas and he's a hopeless romantic who's determined to find the love of his life. Dean Winchester works at Singer Salvage Yard on the outskirts of Lawrence and he's got enough to deal with already without the extra stress of finding his soulmate. But Dean is sure his soulmate is a girl and when he meets the dark haired boy in a coffee shop, he refuses to believe he's the person he's destined to spend the rest of his life with. And with the threat of his alcoholic and violent father discovering Castiel, he's more determined than ever to make sure he doesn't fall for the charming blue eyed school boy. • • • • • This is based off a Tumblr (ew) post that I found and thought was incredibly cute so there you go. There will also be some Sabriel in this. Just to clarify, the age gap between Sam and Dean is two years instead of four.

This is my first time writing Destiel Smut! I tried lol! But hope you enjoy! Sam, Dean, and Cas were all back from a hunt. Sam went to go get some food, and left Dean alone, and Cas went back to Heaven. Or did he?

Dean Winchester lived a life that was understood as normal. During the day, he worked to pay rent for his shitty apartment, and during the night, he went to nearest nightclub to hook up with the nearest girl that caught his eye. He was an average young man in his twenty's. Until he met Castiel Novak. ~~~ He walked into the wrong hospital room, expecting to see his grandmother, but instead, he met a dark-haired man. As days pass, Dean finds himself visiting this stranger, until a friendship formed between them. And, soon, Dean Winchester is stuck underneath this bound of trust, hope and love, and things he had never felt with others; only with a sick man who is trapped inside a white hospital room. Throughout this story , Dean Winchester learned that the person you care deeply for...is worth never letting go. *completed in 2017* ~~~ Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of "Supernatural", nor the show "Supernatural", this is simply the work of fan fiction, and I do not take any part in the show (other than a fan). WARNING: THIS FANFICTION WILL INCLUDE SEXUAL REFERENCES, ANGST AND SWEARING.

Castiel James Novak is a good man. Not because he was a priest and told people about the word of God and also because he lived by the Bible. He was a good man because he just was. He was kind, he was generous, he held his heart in his hands and he never turned anybody away. All Castiel wanted that night was for God to talk to him, just once. He had prayed and prayed so many times before but there was no reply. He had read in a book somewhere about certain sigils and markings and a few words would summon God or the Holy Ghost to him and Castiel had run out of ideas. So one night, that was exactly what he did. Castiel James Novak didn't know that the markings he had put down and the incantations he had spoken did not in fact summon the Holy Ghost, except they brought down upon him his worst nightmare. A Demon named Dean. *Art not mine but i edited it a bit so i could put the title on :-D* *Yet another new story and i hope you guys enjoy this one just as much* Credit to @theofficialkitty for the cover

❞Entschuldigung? Könntest du mir mit dem Weg helfen? Ich glaube ich habe mich verirrt. ❝ ❞Ich...Ich bin mir nicht sicher, ob ich Ihnen helfen kann.❝ Ardy trat langsam einen Schritt zurück, seine Hände fingen plötzlich an zu zittern. Sein Herz klopfte in einem unglaublichen Tempo, jedes Signal in seinem Körper sagte ihm so schnell wie möglich von hier zu verschwinden. ❞Ich fürchte, dass du mir schon genug geholfen hast, Ardy.❝ ❃highest ranking: #1 in taddl ©damnlarrybabe /2016