comment_fic 191-195: Supernatural and Chuck

[tigriswolf]

Title: father says
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: takes place during 5.13
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 50
Point of view: third
Prompt: Sam & Dean, their father was supposed to be invincible

John Winchester is shorter than them, and younger, and so much more innocent. Back before, he'd been shorter than Sam, but always seemed larger and stronger and invincible.

Michael fills him to the brim and Dean trembles—he could never beat Dad before, so how can he beat this?

 

 

 

Title: the penitent man
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: future!fic
Pairings: implied Dean/Castiel
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 85
Point of view: third
Prompt: Dean/Castiel, first time

 

"Castiel," Michael commands, and Castiel goes to him, vainly seeking any hint of Dean in those familiar eyes, those strong hands.

Michael's sword burns as it slices through the base of his wings, and Castiel stands tall, knowing this is the price of his actions, of his decisions, of the conscience he learned from this man's tutelage.

"Do you yet repent your sins, Castiel?" Michael asks, and Castiel shakes his head, knowing also that this is not the first time he fell for this man.



 

 

 

Title: the change of nine lives
Fandom: Chuck
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: none
Rating: PG
Pairings: none stated
Wordcount: 27
Point of view: third
Prompt: Bryce (or /Chuck or /Casey), Bryce survived getting shot - again

"You have more lives than a cat," Chuck gasps, helping Bryce sit up.

Bryce takes a deep, slow breath, and smiles at him. "You have no idea." 

 

 

Title: ever the foreshadowing
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for everything aired
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 180
Point of view: third
Prompt: Dean/Sam, Sam always has to be rebelling against someone

Watching him walk away, it's no surprise. A lifetime in the making, foreshadowing for years.

Someone has to be the villain for Sammy. Back in the more innocent days, it was Dad and his orders, his regime of one general and two soldiers. Then it was Azazel and Lilith, and Ruby the backstabbing liar.

And now it's the first villain of all, Lucifer the LightBringer, Prince of Lies. The first being to ever rebel.

They have so much in common, our brothers, Michael tells him. How long until Sam says yes?

"Never," Dean responds aloud, glaring at Michael in the dream. "Get out of my head."

Michael smiles. "Sammy needs to rebel against someone, Dean. And you're the only left. And the only way for him to rebel..."

He leaves the thought hanging and Dean wills himself awake.

No. Michael's wrong. Sam's not that stubborn kid anymore, or the vengeful lover, or the panicked, desperate brother. He's a warrior, a man who knows his path.

Sam will never say yes to Lucifer.

But Dean knows he will say yes to Michael. 

 

 

Title: star light, star bright (star I create this night)
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for everything aired
Pairings: Ruby/Sam
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 210
Point of view: third
Prompt: Sam/Ruby, corruption

She hasn't been poisoning him. He'll think that, of course: Dean's conditioning. Dean the guard-dog, Alistair's toy, the Betrayer's Vessel. Michael's Sword.

He'll always be first for Sam, and she understands that. She had a sister, once, beautiful and funny and kind. Men courted her with poetry and flowers, wanted to be her husband purely because of her physical beauty. And when one of the suitors got too fresh and tainted her sister's honor, she exacted vengeance with words and blood and pain.

She understands Sam's feelings and intentions. His brother is everything to him. And that's why he falls into her web so perfectly.

She isn't poisoning him with her blood; she's gifting him. He doesn't need her, not like Azazel, back at the beginning. (Though, sometimes, seeing the potential in his soul, she wonders if even Azazel actually changed anything in him. He's meant for Lucifer, after all. Not even Azazel could fully craft that.)

"Drink," she whispers, wrist to his mouth. "Drink, sweet boy. Take what you need."

His hand can shadow this body's head. He towers above her. Even when he's not trying, he can be so very intimidating.

He is the perfect vessel for the Star of Morning, and he will be beautiful with Lucifer's wings.

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[lynzibell.livejournal.com]

THese are awesome!!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!