This was going to be a one shot but after I got over 10000 words I'm making it a short story instead, enjoy It's in Stiles point of view, Stiles gets a new job and a place to sleep thanks to his friends Lydia and Erica, only the job he's actually got to do wasn't the one he was originally told about, Can Stiles do the job in a year that requires every part of Mr Hale's cooperation without him knowing

The wings that you have is the opposite color of your soulmates wings. For example; Black and white go together. When you meet your soulmate you just know it and it's the best feeling in the world. John felt that way with Mary. They both died unfortunately and they were buried. So, Dean and Sam are on there own. When you turn 16 you first get your wings. Dean is turning 16 and so is Castiel. Dean doesn't know Castiel exists and Castiel doesn't know Dean exists. That is until Castiel gets transferred to Dean's school.

Sam and Dean wake up to find that they have been put into each other's bodies. Little do they know, Cas and Gabriel have been put in the same situation. Bits of Destiel and Sabriel are added in. // Disclaimer: This was the first fanfic I ever wrote and published so I'm sorry.

Castiel Novak and Dean Winchester met on their way to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in first year. They got off on the wrong foot, but soon their friendship blossomed. Over the course of 5 years, Cas began to fall for Dean. Castiel hates the struggle of fancying his straight best friend, and knows Dean could never feel the same, but his love for Dean Winchester isn't fading anytime soon. When Dean first met Cas, he found something alluring about that blue eyed boy. Even though they ended up sorted into separate houses, Dean made it his mission to find out more about Cas and to become his friend. He soon found himself wondering if he had been too successful when he found himself beginning to fancy his best friend. With regular struggles of teen drama, Quidditch, school work, and neither knowing the other's feelings, Dean and Cas both refuse to act on their feelings. Could bottled up feelings drive them apart, or will one finally admit to fancying the other?

Sam and Dean are in a new town and a new school. There they meet two boys and have the adventure that they never believed would happen to them. Destiel and Sabriel AU!

Dean and Cas are given a newborn baby "by God." But raising a kid isn't as easy as it seems...especially when you're a hunter and an angel of the Lord, living with an archangel trickster and moosey hunter! ((a Destiel fanfiction))

After a night of passion Dean refuses to acknowledge, Castiel ends up pregnant. Castiel tries to keep their son away, because he knew that if the Winchesters knew about him, they would hunt him down. But after several years, Sam finally got the Deanmon locked up. When he calls Castiel for help, he gets his nephew instead. (This will be short. I'm writing it because I read an AU on tumblr by holahydra. It's based in the hellatus of S9 - S10) * Edit from 2022: why are y'all still reading this 7 years later 😭 it's so bad but you guys seem to love it. Appreciated anyway 😂

A Destiel and Sabriel fanfic. It will have smut

Destiel It was just supposed to be a look... a smile... a hug... a kiss. But just one time, turns into something more. More than the hunter and angel expected. All rights go to the creators of supernatural, I do not own any of this! I also do not own the cover...

Jensen bristles visibly, straightening his back and squaring his shoulders. Looking so appalled that he maybe, possibly, almost kissed his best friend off set. "Fine," he says tersely. "You're right; this is...weird. I obviously need to get some sleep." The hope that bubbled up inside me congeals and sinks to a sour ache in the pit of my stomach. "Yeah, me too." I pinch the bridge of my nose, then force myself to flash him a toothy grin, cocky mask sliding expertly into place. "So thank goodness that didn't happen." "Right," he laughs breathlessly. "Would've been so weird." "Fucking messed up." "Yeah." I stare at my drink, twinkling amber and gold in the starlight as the non-too-subtle tension between us simmers and stews like a poisonous vapour spreading a miasma of stifled and humiliating desire. We lapse into crestfallen silence. What exactly did you think was going on here Misha? The voice in my head berates me derisively. It's called acting. Ever heard of people getting a little lost in role playing? That's all this is. #1 - cockles #1 - misha #1 - casdean #1 - destiel Sequel: That's When We Uncover {Cockles}