!!!-CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS-!!! SPN & Other Character Prompting Post //April 1st - April 15th
This is a post for ANY AND ALL FICTIONAL CHARACTERS, this includes pairings such as Sam/Dean, Dean/Cas, Anna/Jo, Bobby/Ellen, Clay/Tom, Priestly/Alec etc, etc. All prompts with pairings of people under the age of 18 should be posted to the underage section.
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A few reminders:
1. Use your subject lines! Please start with either REQUEST or FILLED also ( Read more... )
Dean claps his hand on Castiel's shoulder, glancing briefly at Mr. Fizzles and Gabriel before fixing Castiel with a hard stare. "No hero moves," he orders. "Kill Dick and come back."
"To me," Gabriel sing-songs, and Dean flips the archangel off.
Castiel smiles and inclines his head. "If you promise me the same."
"Yeah, 'course," Dean mutters, squeezing Castiel's shoulders once more, before stepping back.
Can we go now? I feel sick.
"Yeah, yeah," Dean grins. "Let's get Dick!"
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Garth, Dean, and Sam hack their way through the first floor, looking for the location to the water system. Once they find it, Dean stands guard while Sam and Garth siphon out the water, and replace it with Borax. It's more of a back-up strategy, because no one want to get rained on by Borax, but Garth is glad that they agreed to this.
There doesn't seem to be any unusual activity from the Leviathan yet, which Garth hopes is an indication that either Dick's already dead, or he's still fighting the angels, and about to die.
Dean is vicious in his attacks, and Sam scarily precise, as they make their way up the floors. Eventually, some leviathan must have called downstairs without any response, and sounded the alarm, because once the hunters reach the 8th floor, they find themselves battling harder past more prepared leviathan.
On the 10th floor, the hunters have to retreat to the office kitchen. Garth dumps most of his Borax into the kitchen sink, and Sam lures the leviathan in, while Dean shoves them face-first into the cleaning solution before beheading them.
They've just about cleaned out this floor, when the angels appear and Castiel and Gabriel burn the last few out.
"Thanks," Sam grins, before pulling a face when he sees what's hanging between Castiel and Gabriel's joined hands. Garth and Dean move away from the sink to take a closer look, and Dean actually whoops when he sees Dick Roman's head dangling from Mr. Fizzles' mouth.
"Nice job, guys," Gabriel admires. "The building's clear."
They're nothing but pests, Lucifer hums.
"Wait," Dean says, just before Gabriel snaps them all out. He nods at Garth. "Might as well test it out, man."
Garth grins. "Aw yeah." He walks over to the fire alarm, and pulls. The angels cloak the hunters, as they stand in the middle of the floor, listening to the sizzle of leviathan bodies disintegrating.
"What's with the head?" Sam asks.
You'll see, Lucifer replies.
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Gabriel leaves the hunters with a long list of all the leviathan in America. They may have destroyed Dick Roman and most of the leviathans in his upper echelon, but Castiel emphasizes the importance of striking them all quickly, before another succeeds Dick's position.
He and the archangels set off to eliminate the leviathan in the rest of the world, and Garth joins the Winchesters on a road trip across the U.S. to hunt down the leviathan. Their current modus operandi is to first set off their rigged sprinkler system, and then storm through and decapitate every who's been burned. They eventually regroup with the angels after dealing with a warehouse in Idaho.
"Is that it?" Dean asks, as soon as the angels appear.
Castiel nods, and Dean practically collapses into the chair. "Thank God," he mutters, and he and Garth share a fist-bump.
"I don't he's the one who should be thanked." Everyone jumps, hands glowing with smiting power or guns cocked.
Death smiles wryly, and takes a bite of his elephant ear. He dabs at the powdered sugar around his mouth, before speaking. "That's a good look for you, Lucifer."
Hello, Death, Lucifer greets.
"I believe you have something for me?"
Dick Roman's head drops onto Death's fried dough. Garth gags a little, but Death looks pleased.
Garth hangs behind for most of the conversation, because, hello, no one in their right mind wants to get close to Death. As it turns out, Death is here to return Lucifer to the Cage, as per the devil's own request.
I was kicking Michael's ass, Lucifer brags.
Garth beams when Castiel hands Mr. Fizzles back, clean and unbloodied, and he counts it as a victory.
"Come on, guys," he grins, throwing his arms wide. "We just saved the world! Group hug!"
Death and Gabriel disappear, and Dean and Sam just look uncomfortable. Castiel is awesome, though, and Garth squeezes him tightly when the angel steps into his hug. Garth looks over Castiel's shoulder at Dean and Sam, quirking an eyebrow. Dean steps closer, placing a hand gently in the middle of Castiel' back. Garth scoots to give the Winchesters some space, and then he finds himself with Sam's heavy arm slung across his shoulders, and Castiel pressing against his other side.
They're crowded close, Garth and Sam laughing in relief, and Garth watches out of the corner of his eye as Castiel's other arm hooks around Dean's neck. Dean's arms tighten around Sam and Castiel, one hand fisted in Castiel's jacket, at the small of his back. Garth and Sam look away, at each other, when Dean bends slightly to press a kiss against Castiel's head.
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Garth is investigating a haunting in Tennessee. The first two vics were killed within the same five-mile radius of the town cemetery, but the latest one was clear on the other side of town. He's got it narrowed down to two suspects, assuming that the ghost is tied down to the day of its death, rather than its location.
While Harriet Beason (d. 1943) and her bones are burning, Garth moves to start on Melanie Rowland's grave (d. 1968). He's just stuck his shovel in to break into the ground, though, when the dirt vanishes and an arm pulls Garth back from falling seven feet onto a coffin.
Garth spins around, shovel at the ready, and sees Castiel. "Castiel! Hey," he greets, before looking back down at the grave. "Thanks for that, man."
"My pleasure," Castiel replies. "I came to tell you that this is the correct grave."
"Aw, too bad I still had to dig one up." Garth drops into the grave, prying the coffin open. "So, how's it going? I thought you were hunting with Sam and Dean."
"They are resting." Castiel bends down to help pull Garth out of the grave.
Garth smirks at the angel, as he strikes the match and drops it in. "And you're not resting with Dean."
Castiel colors slightly, burying his hands in his trench coat pockets. Garth grins, and lets the subject drop. "Thanks for stopping by, though. It's good to see you."
Castiel stares at the flames, before shifting his gaze. "I would prefer for you not to hunt alone." The earnest tone of his voice warms Garth.
"Dude, you're welcome to garth stuff with the Garth anytime," he says, picking the shovel back up to bury Rowland's remains. Castiel waves his hand, and both graves are filled, neat grass growing on top.
"Neat," Garth says, slapping Castiel on the back. "I just got one rule, though; no angel magic on my car. I got some cool tunes to show you, anyway."
As they leave, Garth hears Castiel mutter something about boys and their cars, and he laughs, loud and genuine.
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That is all.
exceptexcept Mr. Fizzles as Bella, and Cas garthing with Garth, and sockpuppet!Lucifer, andandand…
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Compiled version is here.
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