Mental pt2 (Michael x malereader)It started as a sliver in the never ending blackness, the smallest bit of light that spread that inky darkness apart until (Y/N) could feel his body again. Soreness was what the young man was met with upon coming out of the darkness pulling a moan out of him as he opened his eyes, blurrily looking around to see where he was. The room was dark yet he could see that there was a cabin like structure to the walls namely wooden logs as things cleared (Y/N) sat up with a hand over his face, propped up on one elbow he could now tell there was another person in the room. Shooting straight up in the bed now (Y/N) scooted backwards with that fear kicking in from before but everything hurt too much to really move let alone flee, slowly the figure turned around revealing it to be the same man from the other night who’d saved (Y/N) from pervert Tommy.
“Who are you? Where am I?” (Y/N) tried to hold firm with his questions but his voice wavered at the end.
“My name is Michael&
Letters to Hell - Day 1Warnings: Minor spoilers for ABHL through Lazarus Rising.
A/N: I'm sure it's probably been done but the muse cannot be denied. She insists that these letters need to be written so I will add new days as time goes on. Comments are like pistachios one is never enough!
Wow I just realized how stupid that sounds, "Dear Dean". It's not as if I'm off at camp or something sending home letters to the family. I wish our lives were as mundane as that. Damn now that I'm sitting here, staring at this blank paper, I'm not really sure where to start how to start. There was a time in my life when I thought that I had been through the worst pain I could ever suffer. Today proved me wrong.
It's not like I've never known loss. While I was away from you and Dad I practically built my world around Jessica. I really believed that s
I'm so Lost in You "Cas! Cas! Wake up!" Castiel could hear Dean's voice, but something red was covering his eyes and he couldn't see him.
"God Cas!" Dean huffed, pulling Castiel to his feet "Get your ass up, we got to go!"
"What's going on?" Castiel coughed and tasted a sweet metallic liquid.
"You're bleeding," Dean said, "Come on walk damn it!"
Castiel leaned heavily on Dean. His grace was gone. He could feel it. He was fully human now, and just when the Winchesters needed him the most, he was useless. And bleeding. He was going to die. He barely felt the leather of the backseat of the Impala, but he could hear the rumbling of the engine. Dean was on the phone, talking quickly to someone, but he couldn't tell who. Darkness flooded his eyes and he passed out.
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5! Please be ACTIVE. or you WILL be kicked out <---It breaks Castiel's heart to see you abandon us.
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