Title: More Than Just One LifeAuthor: luvspnlRating: GenDisclaimer: Supernatural is Not Mine. Winchesters Not Mine. Warnings: OCPOV, hurt!teen!DeanCharacters: OC, John, Dean(14), Sammy(10)Summary: Another Hunter's look on a Winchester hunt.Word Count: 1, 044He didn't normally like huntin' with a partner, but this guy - this Winchester guy - well, he'd been there first.
Title: IntuitionRating: GGenre: General/FamilyType: One-shotSpoilers: References to“The Song Remains The Same.”Summary: Mary was meant to forget…but she didn’t forget everything. “The Song Remains The Same,” 5.13, ficlet. Set pre-series.A/N: This fic was inspired by the scene with John and Mary at the end of “The Song Remains The Same.” :)A/N2: I thank my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ for His incredible goodness and mercy.( Life without hunting was everything Mary had ever dreamed it would be. )
Title: Good IntentionsRating: PG-13Genre: AngstType: One-shotSpoilers: Major spoilers for Wishful Thinking, and mentions of events from Dream A Little Dream, No Rest For The Wicked, Lazarus Rising, Metamorphosis, and I Know What You Did Last Summer.Summary: Dean had said that he didn’t want to talk about it, that Sam could never understand. Sam just wishes he’d listened. Set in season four between Wishful Thinking, 4.08, and I Know What You Did Last Summer, 4.09. A/N: My favorite scene from Wishful Thinking was that one at the end, when Dean finally admitted that he remembered what had happened to him in the pit. Sam wanted to talk about it, but Dean refused…I couldn’t help wondering, what if Sam hadn’t let it go so easily? I wrote most of this before “Heaven And Hell” aired, so there’s no mention of Dean breaking and torturing others, but I think it still works into canon pretty well…or you can consider it slightly AU. :)A/N2: Without Jesus Christ I would be totally and utterly lost.( He’d been trying to help. )
Title: clichéd and belovedAuthor: tigriswolfDisclaimer: not my charactersWarnings: anytime before season 3Pairings: none statedRating: PGWordcount: 190Point of view: thirdPrompt:Sam/Dean, Diner, hotel and a carThis is home, Sam thinks, watching Dean flirt with the waitress. This is home, in a way Stanford never was, or Bobby's place, or that endless stream of motels and apartments when they were kids.
Title: what shall come in future daysAuthor: tigriswolfDisclaimer: not my characters; title from Milton.Warnings: character death; misuses of time travelPairings: mentions of John/MaryRating: PGWordcount: 535Point of view: thirdIn 1992, Dean and his little brother are walking down a street discussing superheroes.
Title: the sound of silence screamingAuthor: tigriswolfDisclaimer: not my charactersWarnings: takes place during season 1Pairings: none statedRating: PGWordcount: 205Point of view: thirdPrompt: Sam & Dean (or Sam/Dean), even now Dean still can't forgive Sam for choosing Stanford over him
Title: goodbye said the sad manAuthor: tigriswolfDisclaimer: not my charactersWarnings: future!fic; spoilers for aired season 5Pairings: none statedRating: PGWordcount: 235Point of view: thirdPrompt: author's choice(/author's choice), Dean's leather jacketAfter everything is finished, all that's left of Dean is a black Chevy Impala, a golden amulet, and a leather jacket.
Title: I’ll find you in the morning sun
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Kahal and Fain
Warnings: spoilers for aired season 5; future!fic AU
Pairings: none stated
Point of view: third
Prompt: Ben dressing up like Dean
When the sun went black, Mom packed only the essentials and said they had to leave.
Title: to ride a drop of rainAuthor: tigriswolfDisclaimer: not my charactersWarnings: future!ficPairings: noneRating: PGWordcount: 425Point of view: thirdPrompt: Dean/Castiel, When I Get Where I'm Goin' (Brad Paisley)
Title: wish you were hereAuthor: tigriswolfDisclaimer: not my charactersWarnings: future!fic, spoilers for season 4Pairing: noneRating: PGWordcount: 165Point of view: thirdPrompt: Castiel/Dean, Road Trip just the two of them
Dean lets Castiel drive and just stares out the window, at the world that still exists, happy and healthy, because of the man who should be sitting shotgun.