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tigriswolfTitle: given eternity, I’d rather Fall
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for season 5
Pairings: Michael/Lucifer, implied Dean/Sam
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 225
Point of view: third
Prompt: Lucifer/Michael, dreams of burning wings
Once, together, they were the greatest force yet born, woven from God's magnificence, of Him and in Him, better than anything that is, or was, or will ever be.
Once, together, they soared in eternity, whispering and murmuring mind-to-mind, equals in unending light.
Once, apart, they were broken—one proud and disgraced, the other loyal despite desire.
Once, apart, they stared across the battlefield, swords in hands and despair in hearts.
Once, apart, separated by hurt and rage, one was cast from Heaven by the might of the other, and he did not fight as hard as he would have, had it been anyone else.
Once, apart, they wept for each other, separated by time and worlds, pride and pain, by God’s decree.
Once, together, poured into blood-brothers, they stared across the battlefield, one holding a knife and the other a gun.
Once, together, hearing their vessels’ voices, they lower the weapons and ignore God’s word.
“Fuck this,” Michael says, striding forward.
Lucifer smiles, meeting him.
Once, together, wrapped in human-skin and dreaming their vessels’ shared dreams, they watch as angels scream, wings burning in hellfire, and God commands, Michael, My son, destroy the Adversary!
Once, together, listening to Lucifer’s heartbeat, Michael remembers soaring across eternity with his one equal, and he replies, I should have Fallen with him.
They will never part again.
Title: to dust returneth
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for season 5
Pairings: onesided Castiel/Dean, Michael/Lucifer, Dean/Sam
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 535
Point of view: third
Prompt: Dean/Castiel, Dean dreams of Hell while Castiel dreams of Heaven but they're both having nightmares.
He can remember when he had no thoughts but to worship and obey God. He was not happy then; he had no emotions at all, no hope or fear or anger or love. He thought he loved God then, but looking back now, he knows it was not love. How could it be?
He remembers the first war, how bright and beautiful Lucifer shone, not yet Fallen, not yet Satan. Lucifer’s words made such sense, but Castiel followed Michael in all things then, and Michael, though tempted, stayed loyal to their Father.
(He still does follow Michael, he thinks, watching Dean lay unnaturally still on the bed, fully dressed and above the covers, shaking in his sleep as Alistair carves in his dreams. Michael is still his world, far more real than God, even as he searches for his absent Father. Michael his brother, Michael his—friend? Besides Anachel and Uriel, Michael is the closest thing, he thinks, to a friend he had before Dean.
Except… Michael is Dean. Clutching Dean’s amulet in his hand, feeling the love and adoration and hope of the one who wore it for twenty-odd years and the one who gave it, he knows that Michael is in Dean, lying dormant. He will awaken when Sam says yes to Lucifer.)
Castiel remembers Heaven. He has had more fun with Dean in the past year than he had during the millennia he walked God’s perfect streets.
He stands by Dean, peeking into Dean’s dreamscape: it is the same nightmare as always, Dean cutting with Alistair’s razor while a Sam-shaped soul screams for mercy.
“Peace, brother,” he murmurs, placing a hand to Dean’s brow. “Peace.”
He remembers Heaven, in all its glory and wonder, and he would rather remain by Dean’s side, even in Hell, than return there again without him.
(Michael is in Dean, and Lucifer will one day fill Sam to the brim. Castiel does not think any of them will have to worry about returning to Heaven.
Zachariah is such a fool. Castiel remembers Michael and Lucifer, when they flew through the cosmos together. He knows Dean and Sam—
The end of the world is coming, yes. But Castiel wonders just how Zachariah thinks it will turn out, with the two greatest angels going home to two of the most interesting humans ever born, two brothers who have bled and died for each other without hesitating. The amulet in his hand is testament to the Winchester bond.
Zachariah will fail.)
“Peace,” he whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to the crown of Dean’s head. “Remember how you painted the sky, and how bright the MorningStar shone beside you. Remember and do not fear.”
Dean sighs and Castiel closes his eyes. In Heaven, he did not feel love. Or regret. Because of this man, he has now felt both, and will continue to do so until at last he returns to the cosmic dust from which he came.
Castiel wishes he could sleep. Maybe in his dreamscape, he could have Dean Winchester. In the waking world, he knows, Dean will only ever belong to his brother.
(Michael, too, Castiel knows. Only the MorningStar could ever shine with glory equal to Michael’s light.)
Title: let me praise men for eating the apple
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Anne Sexton
Warnings: spoilers for season 5; AU
Pairings: Michael/Lucifer, Dean/Sam
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 155
Point of view: third
Prompt: AU where Sam went to hell and broke the first seal and Dean broke the last one by killing Lilith
Her eyes are wide and shocked, until her head caves in and the stolen body falls backward. He steps closer, still holding the Colt ready, just in case.
Her stolen blood flows into the sigil pattern, and he watches as the doorway opens and his brother walks free for the first time since he tempted Christ.
"Took you long enough," Lucifer says, smiling the same smile that almost won him over, back before the Fall.
"Sorry," he answers, holstering the Colt. "I got a little sidetracked."
He sees Sammy in there, too, not just Sammael-Lucifer-Satan. “Welcome back,” he murmurs, moving in close, savoring the tastefeelscent of his brother.
“Dean,” Sammy whispers. “Michael. Dearest of all.”
They grin at each other, breathing in tandem. “Let’s go play,” the MorningStar says. “I’ve been away too long.”
The archangel who had once been God’s Sword replies, “You have.”
(In Heaven, Zachariah wonders how things could have gone so wrong.)
Title: sorting
Fandom: Harry Potter
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: pre-series
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 200
Point of view: third
Prompt: McGonagall, Minnie gets Sorted
"Don't be nervous," Professor Dumbledore says kindly, eyes twinkling, as he places the Hat on her head. "There's a good girl."
She doesn't glare up at him because Mother told her to always treat teachers with respect, even when they're condescending. But she's not nervous, and she's not a little girl.
You are good, though, the Hat says, and she is thankful that Mother told her the Hat could speak. Otherwise, she might have startled and Professor Dumbledore would twinkle at her some more.
Brave and succinct, the Hat continues, an aptitude for Transfiguration. Turning feathers into kittens at nine! My, you do have potential, Minerva.
Thank you, she tells it.
You have a fine mind and would do well in all of the Houses. In Slytherin, you would be great, and in Ravenclaw. The Hat pauses.
Mother had been Ravenclaw. Father had been Hufflepuff. She has never really considered what House she might be, even when all her friends did.
Where to place you? the Hat asks. Such a quandary. You are fearless, but love learning. You work hard and have such aspirations…
She says, I do love cats.
Professor Dumbledore grins at her when the Hat shouts, "Gryffindor!"
Title: guardian
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for season 5; slight AU
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 200
Prompt: teen!chesters & Zachariah, observation
He kept an eye of them, of course. Michael and Lucifer's vessels were never let out of sight.
Few angels knew the truth. Most just thought that Zachariah watched them because of Azazel's interest in the family, and since almost no one knew what he was really doing...
So Zachariah watched and waited for the reasons why his brothers would choose such flawed vessels. He could not see it—Sam was a whining brat and Dean nothing more than a lapdog who would follow orders if it killed him. Which, actually, might be good, if things got truly dire, but otherwise? Why would the two greatest beings choose such—such humans? He honestly could not fathom it.
“Do not question,” Gabriel told him, as they watched Sam leave for Stanford. “Do not disobey. Our brother’s vessel is to be guarded, protected until the appointed time.”
“And the other?” Zachariah asked. “Why don’t we just kill him now?”
“No,” Gabriel commanded. “Sam, too, will be protected.”
Zachariah did not understand, but he knew that he must obey.
So he watched and he waited for the appointed time, and he never did figure out what was so great about the Winchester brothers.
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Date: 2009-12-14 09:05 pm (UTC)***
The best-laid plans of mice and men.
Angels are mice-- mice with wings.
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Date: 2009-12-14 09:53 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2009-12-16 06:26 am (UTC)Both were awesome! I'd love to hear more about Wee!Minerva!!!
Thanks for sharing!
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Date: 2009-12-17 03:35 pm (UTC)Really great job!
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Date: 2009-12-17 06:44 pm (UTC)Also, your grammar is fine; much better than some of the people I went to school with.
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Date: 2009-12-20 03:54 pm (UTC)Great work:)
Love the way she thinks. Very interesting
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Date: 2010-08-16 03:53 pm (UTC)Lucifer means time to take back the world.
I used Gabriel a great deal before canon revealed him to be the trickster, which makes most of those fics AU.