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Bonus Round 1 is now closed, and Bonus Round 2 is now open!

This round, the theme is holidays/special occasions.

If you have an idea for something you'd like to see, please leave the ship, a holiday/special occasion, and any other details as a PROMPT below. After you've posted, read through everyone else's prompts, and leave a FILL for any which catch your eye. Fills can be in any media, and they need not be long, but please put a little effort in--if anyone starts spamming this post for points, we'll be able to tell.
You should place PROMPT/FILL, your current team affiliation and a brief summary in the comment title. Do not forget to change the title of the comment when posting a FILL as a reply to a PROMPT. NSFW prompts and fills should mention this in the summary or at the top of the post. Reminder that team names must be in alphabetical order (ie. Balthazar/Death, not Death/Balthazar) and that portmanteaus (ie. Lubriel, Annaby) are not allowed when identifying team affiliation.

You will be awarded five points per prompt for the first five prompts you leave. The first three fills posted for each prompt will receive 15 points, the next three 10 points, and the next three 5 points. Prompts with ten or more fills will no longer receive fill points.
Bonus rounds are still rarepair only, but you can post prompts or fills for any rare ship this round, including gen/platonic ones (which should be indicated with an & as above). Due to some unforeseen complication from last round, we have changed the rules. It is now 15 points per fill for the first three fills by three different people. So if someone does a fic for Fill 1 and a fanmix for Fill 2, then get 15 + 10 points, and then Person 2 does a fill and Person 3 does a fill, so even though those would be fills 3 and 4, they count as 15 and 15 points since they're fills by new people. You are still not permitted to fill your own prompt. We also encourage people not to fill prompts from their teammates, although the points will not be deducted if you do.

Bonus round fills can include links provided they are publicly viewable. Works can also be cross-posted to other websites, as there is no anonymity requirement in bonus rounds. However, works posted directly to comments will be limited to 16,000 characters by the Dreamwidth comment limit. Longer works should therefore be divided between multiple comments.
Remember, Team Chuck can participate in bonus rounds, and if you change teams, points earned will transfer with you until the end of the team shuffle period.

This round is now closed.

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From: [personal profile] foreordain
AU or not; Before winter holidays, Castiel takes an interest in knitting and makes all his friends little goodies such as jumpers, scarves and hats. He takes a particular interest in dressing Balthazar, who wears the ugly jumpers out of pity more so than anything else (pshh, it's absolutely not fondness for his little ruffled angel that makes him wear it) (bonus if Cas refuses to kiss Balth until he puts on the jumper)

Fill, Team Crowley/Sam, Learned Craft

Date: 2013-10-06 03:56 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] assdictionary
"Oh, please, Balthazar, you were complaining about the cold just last week!" Castiel said, fixing the other angel with his best version of puppy dog eyes. Balthazar curled his lip, meeting Castiel’s eyes.

"Oh, but, Cassie, darling, I- it doesn’t go with my shirt."

"Nor does the cold." Castiel argued, quite cleverly in Balthazar’s opinion (damn him).

"Cas, it’s got a cat on it."

”A cute cat.” Castiel said. The patterns he selected were usually exciting, interesting or intricate, mostly so Castiel could better improve his skills. And his skills were, in fact, quite sound - he got better and better at his chosen craft as days went by.

Unfortunately, the patterns were lurid and ridiculous, but not nearly so lurid and ridiculous as the yarn colours he chose.

"A neon green one."

"I won’t kiss you until you wear it." Balthazar gave a long, worn-out sigh. "

"If I must then." He took it from Castiel’s hands and pulled it over his head, enjoying the sudden warmth, as well as the snugness of the tightly knitted, cleverly made garment. Castiel knew his measurements perfectly, and it fit him particularly well. "Thank you, Cassie." Castiel pushed for a kiss and Balthazar dipped closer for it, enjoying the warmth of Castiel’s lips against his own.

"Merry Christmas, Balthazar." Castiel said, and he grinned at the other angel. Balthazar just sighed, a puff of white clouding the hair, and ruffled Castiel’s hair with his hand as he hugged the other man close.

"Merry Christmas to you too, you insufferable little twit." Castiel laughed against his chest and just pressed closer.

Fill, (Team Crowley/Sam), Knitting Patterns

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It's time for the annual New Years Masquerade Ball at the big theatre in the middle of town. Jo is once again going stag at the behest of her mother even though she suspects it'll be lame as always. Everyone is in bright colors and masks making it hard to find anyone she knows, but when she catches the eye of a stranger she kisses someone at the stroke of midnight for the first time. (open ship)
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From: [personal profile] foreordain

Some Charlie/Jo, because I simply couldn't resist!

(Also I misread your prompt, the fluffbrain I am, and thought you meant Jo was to be dressed as a stag. Oops!)

Fill, Team Anna/Jo,Masquerade Ball

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Dean and Benny take their young son (around age 6 maybe) trick or treating for the first time. Their son wants to dress up as a vampire, and though Dean is sure Benny would not be okay with that, surprisingly, Benny is more than happy to let his son be whatever he wants.
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From: [personal profile] destielixer
Halloween’s the time when all the kids want to go out trick or treating. It’s the time where they want to dress up like scary monsters and go about running in the streets to get candy. Dean knows all this and that’s why he’s got a pirate costume ready for Daniel, their son. He’s just turned six this year and Dean thought that it would be a good idea if they – as a family – could go out trick or treating.

Everything was going fine until Daniel said that he didn’t want to be a pirate.

“Okay, so what do you want?” Dean asked, his voice patient, he knew children could sometimes be fickle in their choices. But he certainly wasn’t prepared for what came next.

“I wanna be a big scary vampire like daddy!” Daniel exclaims as he snarls and throws himself into Benny’s lap, giggling.

“Daniel!” Dean begins his voice rising in anger. Being a vampire wasn’t a scary thing. It wasn’t monstrous. But certainly their son thought so.

Benny smiles, scooping his son up into his lap, “It’s alright Dean,” he says, knowing where the hunter is coming from. He’s just trying to make sure his son doesn’t discriminate the different species of supernatural creatures. “I’ll handle this.”

Dean sits back in his chair. To think Benny would actually be so calm about it…Dean certainly hadn’t seen this coming at all.

“Daniel,” Benny begins as his son turns to look at him, “Why do you want to be a vampire?” he asks.

“Because vampires are big, scary and strong,” Daniel says cuddling into his father, then he adds, “and I wanna be as cool as you.”

Benny chuckles looking to Dean, “You can be whatever you like, y’hear?” Daniel nods vigorously, “As long as you’re happy with it. Now don’t worry about it and go get dressed,” he says setting Daniel down.

Dean watches as Daniel patters away into the room to change. He looks to Benny, “That went better than I expected…”

“What did you think I was going to go into a rage when he called vampires big and scary and linked them to me?” Benny asked.

Dean shrugged.

“He’s six Dean. He probably doesn’t even know what he’s saying,” Benny explains as he crosses over to Dean, “besides he still doesn’t know the benefits of being a vampire,” he whispers as he leans in to kiss Dean softly.

“I can name a few,” Dean chuckled as he shuddered under Benny’s touch.

“And I can say that humans are easily excited,” Benny whispers into Dean’s lips before he pulls back. “C’mon, lets get going the faster we take Daniel trick or treating the faster we can come back home.”

“Why’s that?” Dean asks as he leads Daniel, dressed in typical vamp outfit complete with the cape and rubber fangs, out the front door.

Benny grinned as he locked the apartment door, “I’ve got out own Halloween party planned out for us and you’ll get to dress up too Dean.”

And by dress up Benny really meant dress up.
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From: [personal profile] destielixer
AU if you want. Typical vamp kind of story. It's Dean's birthday and the Winchesters hold a celebration inviting all their friends down to the party. There is only one person that Dean wants to see there and that's Benny. Now Dean has always been curious about what it feels like to be bitten by a vamp. He's heard that it's even better than sex. Curiosity gets the better of him so as his present, he asks Benny to bite him. Bonus for a reluctant Benny.
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From: [personal profile] mooseleys
((made into a high school AU, possibly NSFW))

Benny showed up late to the party. He debated about coming at all, even though he knew it would let Dean down if he didn't show. They'd only been together a couple weeks, and so far nothing was super serious, but Benny really liked Dean a lot and hoped he felt the same, even if he wasn't very good at showing it. The only problem was Benny didn't exactly know many of Dean's friends, like any at all. He knew his brother, and while he and Sam tolerated each other well enough, he doubted there would ever be any real kinship between the two of them. Still, he had to show up for Dean's sake, so here he was.

The house was surprisingly crowded. Benny knew Dean attracted a lot of admirers at school but he tended to be something of a loner, like Benny, sticking close to just a couple people. Pushing people away comes naturally when you have something to hide. Benny ran into Sam first. Of course.

"Hey, have you seen Dean?" he asked.

Sam looked around as if expecting to see his brother materialize from thin air. "I haven't seem him in a while, honestly. I'm just trying to keep people from breaking things."

The kid looked miserable and Benny took pity on him. "Sorry, man, I'll let him know you're looking for him too when I track his ass down, alright?"

Sam nodded then took off for the entry way where a few kids Benny had never even seen before were making their entrance.

It was another ten minutes before Benny tracked Dean down. He was in the back of the kitchen, drinking cheap beer with a couple girls Benny knew from school. "Benny!" He said, throwing his arms wide for a hug. "Just the man I wanted to see, come'ere!"

Benny sighed but smiled. From the rosiness of his cheeks and the smell on his skin Benny could tell Dean had had more than a few drinks already. "Happy Birthday you bastard," he said, pulling Dean into a tight hug.

"Mmm Happy Birthday to me," Dean purred in his ear. "Did you wanna go upstairs?"

"Think that'd be a good idea," Benny replied. He put an arm around Dean's waist and led him through the gathered party guests. He took them upstairs and down the hall to the last door that he knew to be Dean's.

"Shut the door," Dean told him. Benny obliged, if only because it helped to further muffle the noise from downstairs.

"Your brother is worried about you."

Dean looked guilty for a moment. "He always worries. But it's my Birthday, he'll get over it. Come here, sit with me."

Dean patted the bed beside him. Benny hesitated, but saying 'no' to Dean had never been his strong point. He sat carefully, making sure to leave several inches of space between the two of them.

"Speaking of Birthdays, can I ask you for something?"

Benny swallowed hard. "I didn't bring you anything, I-I thought you said no gifts."

"No no, yeah, I said that, yeah, I was just wondering if there might be something you could do for me." Dean scooted closer on the bed until their legs were touching.

"I think you're a little tipsy there, brother," Benny said carefully.

"Doesn't matter," Dean pouted. "Come on, just a little favor for me?"

"Not until you tell me what it is."

Dean whined but Benny just crossed his arms. He'd give into Dean 9 times out of 10 but there were lines even he wouldn't cross and Dean had always respected that before. "Fine. I want you to bite me."

Benny stiffened. "What?"

"I don't mean like make me like you, I just want to feel you bite me, please?"

"Like me?" Benny sputtered.

"Oh come on, I know what you are. I know you got teeth, I wanna see 'em."

"You're drunk."

"Bite me."

"Is that you trying to tell me off or turn me on?"

"I dunno. Both." Dean giggled.

"Alright that's it, bedtime, come on." Benny pushed Dean back on the bed and started untying one of Dean's shoes.

"What, you're not going to join me?"

"No, I'm not, I"m going to put you to bed, then help your brother chase everyone else out of the house."

"Does that mean you're not going to bite me?"

"Good night, Dean."


Benny swore he heard snoring before he even had the lights off.

The next morning, he woke up to a text from Dean. "Sorry I was a dick."

"Don't worry about it," Benny sent back.

"Sorry I thought you were a vampire." Came a minute later.

"Who said I wasn't?" Benny replied.

"Does this mean I still get my birthday bite?"

"If you insist."

Fill, Team Crowley/Sam, Birthday Bites

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From: [personal profile] destielixer
White Day is the 'answer' to Valentine's Day whereby the boys/men are allowed to return gifts to the girls/women who gave them something on Valentine's Day. Highschool AU please! Jo has seen all her friends getting their replies from the boys that they like and then there are those that don't get replies. She is one of them or so she thinks. Dean comes up with the best White Day present for her yet. Lots of fluff!!

Prompt, Team Balthazar/Castiel, Pi Day

Date: 2013-10-06 03:27 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] destielixer
Pi Day can be observed in many ways. There are those who sit around and eat pie. There are those who discuss the meaning of the number Pi. And sometimes people just hold competitions for fun, just to see who can remember Pi to the highest amount of decimal places. Any pairing or no pairing at all.

Fill, Team Abaddon/Naomi, Pi Day

Date: 2013-10-06 05:15 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] foreordain
Dean had to close his eyes and pinch himself before he was able to open them again. His breath escaped his lips in a rapid gust, as if he had been punched in the stomach with a thousand kittens. The kitchen counters were all covered in various kinds of pie, big and small, round and...square? There were at least seven that Dean could count from where he stood, and there appeared to be at least two more in the oven. The air smelled strongly of cinnamon and fruit.

"Benny?" his voice came out too high, so Dean had to clear his throat before he continued, "What's this?"

"Pi Day, Dean," Benny grinned, wiping his hands against his sunflower-covered apron before he leaned against the counter. He watched as Dean looked around the kitchen as if Christmas had some early, though it was more accurate to say that it came late.

"That's a thing? A whole day dedicated to pie?"

"Pi, like the number. You know, seeing as today is March fourteenth, making the date three-one-four."

"Dude, that's awesome!" The grin that lit up Dean's face was dazzling, so Benny spared him the hassle of asking for a taste by simply sliding one of the pies closest towards him and handing him a fork.

"All yours, sweetheart.”

“All mine?” Dean’s voice contained a note of disbelief, to which Benny chuckled.

“If you can eat all of them. If not, you can call over your brother and whoever else and have yourself a feast, there’s enough to go around.”

Dean was barely listening, however; he was digging in to the pie and making pornographic noises as he chewed, eyes closed. “Benny—‘ev I ever ‘old you I ‘ove you?”

“You never really stop,” he teased as he slipped on the oven mitts and headed for the oven, producing another pie from within, “But that ain’t a problem.”

Prompt, Team Crowley/Sam, Thanksgiving

Date: 2013-10-06 03:31 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] assdictionary
Could I get a Bobby/Crowley/Rufus thing with the three of them tackling Thanksgiving? I'd especially love if the Winchesters came around and had a little fit at the fact that Bobby, the grumpy hunter he knows and the Goddamn King Of Hell have all shacked up together.
Edited Date: 2013-10-06 03:32 pm (UTC)

Prompt, Team Crowley/Sam, Birthday Lingerie

Date: 2013-10-06 03:33 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] assdictionary
Birthday Lingerie is the best thing. Could I get some Anna/Ruby or Abaddon/Naomi with one party buying the second party lingerie for their birthday, and the first party wearing it for the second to... Unwrap. I'd totally love Anna/Jo or another femslash ship if you'd prefer!

Fill, Team Abaddon/Naomi, Birthday Lingerie

Date: 2013-10-06 08:36 pm (UTC)
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“You’re not serious.” The statement hangs in the air, only to be greeted by Abaddon’s mischievous smirking. Naomi rolls her eyes again at the lacy blue garters and panties she had just unwrapped from the box. She repeats her statement, and Abaddon stands, sauntering over with her hands on her hips, bright red fingernails tapping away like she always does when she has a plan up her sleeve. Naomi grimaces once more, stiffening as Abaddon lifts the underwear out of the box and holds it delicately in front of the brunette’s face. A tense silence ensues once more, each woman testing the willpower of the other.

“Well, it’s a step up from your granny panties.” Abaddon comments flippantly, knowing already that the statement will get under Naomi’s skin. Sure enough, Naomi stands, her face inches from Abaddon’s. “I do not wear granny panties, thank you very much.” She retorts, her voice icy. The redhead hums in reply, still waggling the lingerie in the other woman’s face enticingly. “Come onnnnnn,” she singsongs, painted mouth spread in a wide grin that directly contrasts the stony expression on Naomi’s face. Naomi glances away for a moment, indecisive and calculating before she finally seems to reach a conclusion that causes her expression to change from subtle distress to smug satisfaction.

“It’s my birthday, so I tell you what,” Naomi begins, reaching towards the underwear as if to take it from Abaddon’s fingers. However she stops just has her own fingertips brush the lacy fabric and steps further into the redhead’s space. She pauses for dramatic effect, gleaning much pleasure from the slightly puzzled expression Abaddon is so frantically attempting to hide. This is what Naomi loves the most about their relationship: her constant ability to throw the redhead completely off guard.

Slowly, smoothly, she pushes the lingerie towards Abaddon’s chest, never letting her fingers leave the fabric. “You wear them now,” Naomi commands, and she can already tell she’s won this round by the way Abaddon’s eyebrows raise intriguingly. “And I will remove them from you,” The brunette finishes, her nose nearly brushing up against Abaddon’s due to their close proximity. She can feel the other woman’s breath hitch and increase slightly in pace, can see the way Abaddon’s eyes darken from dilating pupils. The redhead’s fingers tighten over panties, but her eyes never leave Naomi’s. “Will you do it with your teeth?” Abaddon questions in a hissing whisper, slowly running her tongue over blood-red lips.

“I will do it however I see fit.” Naomi replies as she completely pushes the underwear against Abaddon’s body and draws herself back, leaving a few feet of space between them. “Now strip.”

Abaddon smirks, flashing a shit-eating grin, and eagerly removes her shirt.
Edited Date: 2013-10-06 08:40 pm (UTC)

Re: Fill, Team Abaddon/Naomi, Birthday Lingerie

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FILL, Team Anna/Jo, Birthday Lingerie

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Make me feel better about rotting away on campus in search of a degree; fluff up the final countdown to real life?

(Any pair is fine, but bonus love if Adam is there somewhere. I'm in an Adam mood...)

Fill, (Team Crowley/Sam), Graduation

Date: 2013-10-07 12:38 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mooseleys
((bit of language and references to NSFW things at the end, Alfie = human Samandriel ))

"Congratulations, grad!"

Adam looked up and grinned. "Well look who the cat dragged in. About time you showed up!"

Alfie blushed and handed Adam a card. "Told you, I had to work. Got here as soon as I could, though."

"I know you did, I'm just giving you a hard time." Alfie rolled his eyes and Adam hugged him. "Love the uniform as always, by the way."

The bright red and white striped Wiener Hut uniform gave Alfie a headache but Adam always said he looked good in it so he didn't mind it as much. "Did I miss the party?" he asked, looking around.

"Nah, just the part where all my relatives show up and pinch my cheek and say I've really grown into a handsome young man."

"Well they're half right, at least. You are definitely a grown young man."

"Oh, ha ha." Adam flipped him off and smiled. "I think Mom is talking to the last of them over beers and wine coolers out back so we should have another hour before they come looking for me, if you wanted to get out of here."

Alfie glanced at the front door. "But I just got here!"

"Yeah, and you know you're itching just as badly as I am to go make out, come on."

Adam grabbed Alfie by the hand and led them both out the front door and into Alfie's car. "Where to?" Alfie asked as soon as they were buckled in.

"Let's go to the lake."

"We haven't been there since we were teenagers."

"I know. Let's fix that." Adam glanced back towards his house to make sure no one was watching and then pulled Alfie into a quick kiss. "There's more where that came from if you hurry."

Alfie didn't speed often, he'd always had a healthy fear of the law, but this time he sped all the way to the lake, Adam's hand a comfortable weight on his thigh. He drove to the far side of the lake where they'd be sure not to be bothered by campers or cops and put the car in park before cutting the engine. He glanced over at Adam, who seemed to be lost in thought.

"Something on your mind?" he asked.

Adam seemed to snap out of it and looked over at him. "I'm moving," was all he said.

Alfie bit his lip and looked at his lap. "Yeah, I know. You mentioned it a couple times."

"There's just no work for me here. There's a couple offers that are really promising for me but they're both half way across the country."

Alfie couldn't remember the last time he'd seen Adam look so serious. "You should go. Start your life. You deserve it," he said quietly.

"I want you to come with me."

Alfie looked into Adam's eyes. "What?"

"I mean it. Come with me. We can move in together. We've been practically living together these past few years already."

Alfie took a deep breath. "Are you sure? I mean, I'd have to find a job, and I don't have any money saved except enough for next month's rent. I wouldn't exactly have much to offer you."

Adam took Alfie's hand in his and kissed the back of it. "I wouldn't ask if I wasn't sure. I love you, Alfie. I have since high school. Graduating is about figuring out what you want from the future. Well, I've decided." He pulled a small square box out of his pocket. "I want you. Alfie, will you marry me?"

Alfie's eyes teared up and he nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

Adam opened the box and pulled out a ring, a simple silver band. "Is that a yes?"

"Yes!" Alfie threw his arms around Adam's neck and hugged him as best he could, considering they were still seated in his car.

Adam laughed and he sounded relieved. "I know this isn't the most romantic place, but it is where we first kissed. Figured that counted for something. Plus now we can have fiancé sex to celebrate without being interrupted.

"I love you."

"Love you too. Forever."

"And ever. Now please fuck me before your mom calls wondering where you've disappeared too."

"Thought you'd never ask."

Fill: Team Castiel/Lucifer, Adam's Graduation

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From: [personal profile] destielixer
AU. Castiel is born on the 29th of February and that makes him a leapling. He's always believed in a leap year custom practiced in Ireland, where one cannot refuse any proposal or date from leaplings. He's been in love with Balthazar for some time now and he's never had the courage to ask him anything. So when 29th Feb comes he plucks up the courage to ask him out. Things escalate quickly that night [inserst NSFW stuff here if you want] and Cas doesn't see Balthazar till four years later on the same day at the same place where they first met. He soon finds out though that Balthazar is married. That leap year, they fight and Castiel leaves to further his studies. By chance one year later, Castiel meets Balthazar again and some how the two make up.

[This is actually based off one of my favorite books, Leap of Love by the author Catherine Lim.]
Edited Date: 2013-10-06 04:05 pm (UTC)

Prompt, team Castiel/Crowley, wedding day

Date: 2013-10-06 04:47 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] caramelkaren
I was talking to one of my friends and somehow it dawned on me. I have never read a Crowstiel wedding before. I've seen a few proposals, but NEVER AN ACTUAL WEDDING! So, I'm abusing this brand new bonus round to say get these two married!

Who do Cas and Crowley invite to this thing? Does it go off without a hitch or does it get crashed in the worst possible way? What type of decorations did these two compromise (or not compromise) on? What flavor of cake did they get? Is it gonna be sappy and cheesy or are they above all that? Who the hell is going to marry these two in the first place???

Now go forth, make this Cas/Crowley shipper squee with joy from reading her otp getting hitched.
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So Dean/Gabriel for this one - it's Halloween night and all the households that possibly can are being forced to offer candy to the little trick-or-treaters. Dean really doesn't want to (he'd rather keep the candy for himself) but Gabe manages to convince him. Why? Because Gabriel really wants to make this stop far more heavily weighted on the "trick" side of things...

So yeah, just have Gabriel trick all these little kids, and Dean's gotta get pissy about it, like "Dude, that's not cool!"

PROMPT, Team Anna/Jo, First Christmas Together

Date: 2013-10-06 05:42 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] twinkie_pie
Anna and Jo have been dating for almost a year now, and Jo is persistent that she wants to meet Anna's mysterious family that the red-head always avoids talking about. After all, Anna's met Ellen dozens of times. Finally Anna relents, and agrees to bring Jo home for Christmas, though not without a warning -- "Try not to take anything they say too personally."

I love me some dysfunctional angel family dynamics. I'm thinking this would work best as an AU were everyone's human? And if you don't like Joannael it would pretty much work with any angel/non-angel ship :)
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From: [personal profile] foreordain
[AU?] in which Balthazar and Castiel go for a walk during Christmas Eve and get into a snowball fight, at the end of which they make snow angels (and possibly make out).

FILL, Team Crowley/Sam, Snow Angels

Date: 2013-10-06 07:16 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] assdictionary
"What on Earth are you doing?” Balthazar is bemused as he says the words, watching Castiel with more than a little mixed amusement and confusion.

"I’m making a snow angel, Balthazar. The humans do it." Balthazar watched his little brother in the snow as he moved his arms and legs, creating an imprint in the snow. "Help me up."

"You can’t stand on your own?"

"No, I’ll make footprints in the angel! C’mon, grab my hands." Balthazar let out a long sigh.

"Oh, if I must." He grasped at Castiel’s hands and pulled him up in a quick motion, fast enough that Castiel stumbled and Balthazar had to catch him under the armpits to prevent him from falling. "You did that on purpose."

"I didn’t." Castiel murmured against Balthazar’s chest, carefully stepping forwards. "Look at it though."

"Ah, yes, well done, a vague silhouette of some woman with a weird dress and odder arms."

"No, those are wings."

"Would you say they looked like your wings, Castiel? Or mine? Or indeed, any angel’s?"

"Well, it’s a human thing, they don’t know.” Balthazar sniffed.

"Don’t know anything." Castiel snorted.

"Let’s go home."

"Don’t you want to make another angel?”

"I want to make another angel scream.” Castiel returned easily, extricating himself from Balthazar’s arms and walking away. For a moment, Balthazar remained still, considering what Castiel had just said. Then, he sprinted to catch up, going as fast as he could manage.

fill, team crowley/sam, snow angels

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prompt, team Crowley/Sam, sastiel/denny wedding

Date: 2013-10-06 05:52 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] the_harkness_monster
Dean attends the wedding of Sam and Cas and brings Benny as his date. If you could include both ships equally that'd be great, but if not that's fine too. Maybe Dean and Benny could slow dance or Benny could propose to Dean :3 (note: I'd prefer if this was in-universe. No AU, please)
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“This is supposed to be their wedding,” Dean said as he sat himself down beneath the cover of the gazebo, Benny following him up the steps, “what are we doing here and not out there partying with them?”

“Look I’ve got something to tell you,” Benny said and he was all serious-like now.

Dean raised a brow, Benny always came off as stoic but this was different, it seemed over the top stoic and Dean was beginning to feel a bit intimidated by it all. He hoped it wasn’t something bad. He knew that it couldn’t be anything blood related seeing as he’d fed Benny just the other night. They’d been together for a while now and…not just as brothers in arms but something so much more.

“Okay,” Dean said adopting Benny’s serious attitude, “I’m all ears.”

Benny heaved a huge sigh, sticking his hands into his pockets. His right hand brushed against the velvet box. This is it. He’s going to ask Dean. His fingers tighten around the box about to take it out–

Sam and Castiel came from out of nowhere, pulling Dean with them, “You’re going to dance mister!” Sam was saying.

“Sorry Benny but Sam really wanted to see Dean dance, I hope you don’t mind!” Castiel apologizes as they headed towards the main tentage.

“Yeah sure…” Benny mutters scrubbing at his neck now as he sighed, watching as Dean was taken away from him. God. He’d been this close!

Silently Benny followed the trio back to the tentage. This was Sam and Castiel’s wedding, shouldn’t the two of them be off being lovey-dovey with one another? Instead Sam and Castiel were taking turns dancing with Dean who by the looks of it was enjoying himself dancing with them. They looked happy and Benny felt like he was an outsider.

He shouldn’t be feeling this way. Dean was his. His date, his lover. His.

‘And soon to be wife,’ Benny thought smirking to himself.

Benny heads over to where the blonde haired girl is, Jo, he recalls Dean telling him. She is with another woman, red headed, Castiel’s sister or something like that or so he’d heard. They are the ones in charge of the music at this party. As he approaches they look up.

“Jo,” he says in greeting and looks expectantly to the redheaded woman.

“Anna,” she offers and he nods at her in greeting.

“What are you doing over here? Aren’t you supposed to be with Dean?” Jo asks him.

“Yeah, well…” he says directing Jo’s gaze to where Dean was.

Jo whistled, “They look like they’re having fun.”

Benny had an idea then, “Would you…play something slow?”

“Sure. Anything for a friend of Dean’s,” she says wagging her eyebrows.

Jo is very cheeky. He’ll give her that. Benny quickly makes his way through the crowd and to the center where Sam, Dean and Castiel are just as Jo announces the slow dance and the soft music begins to play.

“May I have this dance?” Benny asked, tapping Dean on the shoulder and offering his hand.

Dean smirked, “Thought you’d never ask,” he said as he waved Sam off and took Benny’s hand. He found comfort in Benny’s arms, this was where he belonged with Benny.

They were in the center of the crowd of people when Benny stopped dancing. Dean looked at him. Wanting to ask what was wrong. Then he saw Benny get down on one knee and his eyes widened, his breath leaving him in a rush. 'Holy hell, this is not happening!'

“Benny…” he whispers his eyes darting around, all eyes are on them now and Dean gulps. He’s never had to deal with attention like this and he can feel his face turning red right to the tips of his ears.

Benny takes the velvet box from his pocket and opens it up, revealing a simple gold band. “Dean,” he begins taking the hunter’s callused hand in his own, “I’m sure you know what I’m going to ask,” he says as he laughs nervously, he sees Dean nod.

“Good. Will you marry me Dean Winchester?” he asks, “Because I’m sure that I can take care of you better than your brother or Castiel,” he adds to which soft laughter ripples through the crowd gathered around them, “I promise to protect you-”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Dean is saying, holding the freaking floodgates back as he blinks back tears of joy. “Don’t get all cheesy now,” he whispers as Benny smiling, slips the gold band onto his finger and then stands.

Applause erupt around them and they hug, then Dean leans in to kiss Benny hard on the lips. So this was the reason why Benny had seemed so on edge the whole evening.

“I love you, Benny Lafitte,” Dean whispered against the vampire’s lips, so softly so that no one else would hear but his beloved.

To think that he, Dean Winchester would be married soon. It was a gift indeed.
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From: [personal profile] mllenightingale
[ Hopefully not too dark? ]

Christmas' come 'round once again, and Abaddon and Lilith decide to celebrate. They're dressed like little angels, singing carols cheerfully out to the streets. But the day closes, of course, with a little mayhem and massacre. [ Red's a festive colour, isn't it? ] In the aftermath of the slaughter, Lilith calls dibs to the babies, while Abaddon watches on and laughs.
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From: [personal profile] horizonevent
Someone figures out Death's (supposed) birthday and starts a road trip to find Death and wish him a happy birthday! Even immortal beings like to celebrate being 'born' right?

- Scenario can start with actually finding Death, any person or pairing applicable.
- Scenario can be as crack/OOC as you like. But I would like Death to stay Death, thanks. (so no AU's with Death not being the horseman or leader of the reapers, etc.)

Fill, Team Anna/Jo, Birthdays

Date: 2013-10-10 04:35 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] thedahlingdarling
Because no one looks as thrilled in a party hat as death

Fill: Team Castiel/Lucifer, Death's Birthday

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FILL, Team Benny/Dean, Death's Birthday

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prompt, team Crowley/Sam, sevin valentines day

Date: 2013-10-06 06:26 pm (UTC)
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Kevin Tran has just moved to a new city and is expecting to spend his valentines day alone, considering he hasn't met anyone since moving. But to his surprise, a lovely bouquet is delivered to his door on the 14th asking him on a date. The card reveals they were sent by Sam, the cute artist down the hall. (just give me lots of fluff I need it)
Edited Date: 2013-10-06 06:28 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] destielixer
It’s been at least a week since he’s moved to a new city. In fact a week and a half considering that he’d had his stuff delivered to his new apartment just as soon as February had started. Kevin he’s attending the university near by and he didn’t want to stay on campus thus here he was, alone in his apartment.

He’d always been a sort of mummy’s boy and sometimes he didn’t like it. Especially on Valentine’s Day when he got gifts from some of the girls at school, his mother would never cease to tease him when he came home with at least two, if not three bags full of goodies. He was going to miss that here.

Just after lunch there was a knock at his door and Kevin stiffened. Who can that be? He hasn’t even met anyone since moving here. Maybe it’s just his mother. Or something she delivered. He checked the calendar as he went to answer the door, 14th February. If it weren’t his mother or something from her he’d be surprised indeed.

To Kevin’s surprise he receives a lovely bouquet of flowers from the postman, under the watchful eye of a neighbor further down. “Strange,” he mutters as he holds the bouquet in one hand, signing for it with the other before kicking the door shut behind him.

As he walks over to the table in the living room, a card falls out. Kevin sets the bouquet down, then bends to pick the card up. Hopefully he can find out the person who decided to send this to him.

Dear Kevin, it began. Okay so the person knew his name.

Happy Valentine’s Day. I was wondering if you might want to go out with me? I couldn’t help but notice you when you moved in the other day. All the boxes were in the hallway and I couldn’t get to my apartment. Your mother was nice enough to help me move them.

Kevin smiled, that sounded like his mom alright overly friendly and way too helpful for her own good sometimes. He continued reading.

Anyway, I’d really like to show you around town so, tell me if you’d like to come with me. Sam.

Below the name was the number of the apartment two doors down. Wasn’t that the artist guy with the shaggy hair that he’d seen staring at him a few times before? Kevin thought him to be very hot but then he’d given up because he didn’t know if he liked him back. Who knew that he did?

When he’d finally made up his mind, Kevin checked himself in the mirror making sure he looked presentable before he headed out of the apartment and down the hallway to find Sam.


Sam paced the length of the room once more. Fifteen minutes. That was how much time that had passed since he’d seen Kevin receive the flowers. Maybe he’d thought wrong, maybe Kevin wasn’t interested in him. A soft knock on the door stopped him in his tracks. Could it be?

He rushed over to the door, took a deep breath and opened it seeing Kevin there, holding the card. His heart stopped.

“Hi,” Kevin said a small shy smile on his lips.

“Hi,” Sam squeaked a reply as he leaned against the door, supporting himself. Kevin was actually here. He swallowed, “So you got the card,” he said nodding his head, stating the obvious. He wanted to sock himself for saying something so stupid but he was nervous and he couldn’t think of anything else but that.

“Yeah. I got the card,” Kevin replied as he averted his eyes, “You wanted to show me around town?”

Sam smiled, “Yeah,” he answered. It was actually a date but…well he’d chickened out and gave the excuse of showing Kevin around town instead, “If you’re free that is,” he added giving a nervous laugh. Thank god Kevin looked just as nervous as him from the way he fidgeted.

“I’m free tonight. If you’re free maybe…y’know…” Kevin trailed off.

“Yes. Tonight. I’m free,” Sam said grinning now.

“Great, alright. I’ll um…see you tonight?” Kevin asked as he backed away now his insides turning to mush at the thought of tonight and Sam. He looked really cute up close he also had a really nice smile. And really nice hair.

Sam nodded, “Yep, about seven-ish?”

“Sure,” Kevin said as he continued walking backwards towards his apartment. He didn’t want to look away from Sam for a moment. He gave another nervous smile.

“Oh Kevin wait!”

Kevin stopped, raising a brow at Sam. “What?”

Before he knew it, Sam had run out of his apartment, gripped his wrist and leant in to kiss him squarely on the lips before he pulled back just as quickly. He felt his cheeks burning bright red, his heart pounding hard in his chest. He bit his lower lip as he lowered his gaze, shy. Sam kissed him! He’d actually kissed him right there in the hallway!

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” Sam said, slipping his hand into Kevin’s and squeezing it gently before he let go, “I’ll see you later,” he murmured watching as Kevin nodded seemingly in a trance before he headed into his apartment.

Sam was sure that they would enjoy tonight. He’d better go and get ready.

FILL, Team Crowley/Sam, Breakfast

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Gilda's stumbled upon a way to temporarily return to Earth for a few days at a time, just as the month of October is drawing to a close. She manages to contact Charlie, who invites her to meet up with her at a Halloween celebration. When she arrives, though, she can't seem to find her redheaded human amongst the crowd of people in costume. Charlie tracks her down soon after, thankfully, and a fluff-filled reunion ensues.
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From: [personal profile] foreordain
[Gabriel/Kali; HS!AU] In which the new exchange student from India, the lovely Kali, catches Gabriel's eye with her beauty and quick wit. He makes it his personal task to show her around both the school and the town, including inviting her over for Christmas. It must be by miracle that it snows several days prior to it, so Kali gets to experience her first snow together with Gabriel.
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From: [personal profile] destielixer
I made you something! Hope you like it! :)
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From: [personal profile] mllenightingale
The annual Halloween dance is tonight, and no one's actually too excited. It's been kind of really lame the past few years, after all, just tacky plastic decorations plastered around the school gymnasium, supposed to be scary and really anything but. But it's both Claire and Krissy's first year at their high school, and on top of that, they're going as a couple, so they're hoping it'll be some kind of fun, at least. When they witness something that's anything-but-human stealing away a pair of students in the shadows of the hallway, though, the evening takes on a more deadly tone, and the girls realize they need to save the day without allowing fear and chaos to break out.

Prompt, Team Anna/Jo, School Dance AU

Date: 2013-10-06 07:23 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] marvelouscity
In honor of my homecoming dance last night, how about a high school dance AU? Homecoming would be cool, but any dance is fine – Halloween, winter formal, spring formal, prom, etc. This can go for any ship (or gen if you really want to), but I’d love some Annaby, Joannael, or even Megstiel. (Maybe all three?) Seeing as this is a high school AU and not real life, I’m thinking there should be a lot of making out. And maybe some true-to-life bad dancing.
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Meg/Castiel (AU or not but pref. not) where they spend their first Christmas together and Cas is excited and really into it while Meg is not interested at all, but somehow Cas convinces her to decorate their tree and do silly celebrations (too fluffy maybe?)
Edited Date: 2013-10-06 07:43 pm (UTC)
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"Aren't you gonna kiss me, Meg?" Castiel asks while holding a cheap plastic imitation sprig of mistletoe above them. Meg just quirks an eyebrow and stares him down while she lowers her magazine.

"Cas, look- this is all a bit much don't you think? It looks like holiday isle of Wal-Mart threw up in here." She takes a quick glance around the living room, there's strings of twinkling lights hanging everywhere, the tree is nearly falling over because Cas doesn't have any sense for ornament placement and he's overloaded one side with one too many plastic gingerbread men, and she knows which presents he tried to wrap, battled with may be a better phrase judging by the paper cuts he gave himself wrestling with the snowflake patterned sheets. Meg glances up from her seat and Cas is still leaning over her, mistletoe in hand and a hopeful glee in his eyes he's not even trying to contain. "Is that tinsel in your hair?"

“I’m waiting Meg, my dear.” And she just rolls her eyes before standing and plucking the metallic string out of his hair, ruffling his dark locks and sending another couple of pieces of glitter scattering over his shoulders.

“You’re nuts and that’s not even real mistletoe, angel-face.” Meg scoffs and turns to leave when she feels Castiel’s strong grip on her wrist and suddenly she’s in his arms. He’s guiding her hands to his shoulders and once he’s sure she’s not gonna yank ‘em away he settles his grip onto her waist, a shy smile fluttering across his mouth as he starts to set up a swaying rhythm.

“I really can’t stay…” He starts to sing and Meg lets out a sigh, ready to start objecting to this nonsense, but he continues, “Baby, its cold outside…”

“Cas, c’mon what’re you-“she can’t really finish the rest of her protest with Castiel’s lips pressed against hers.

“Beautiful, what’s your hurry?” Cas keeps whispering the lyrics against her cheek and lets the briefest twitch of a triumphant smirk forms on his face when he feels the brush of her eyelashes fluttering shut. They drift like that for a while, in the middle of every holiday cliché imaginable littering the room, Castiel humming ‘Baby, Its Cold Outside’ and Meg breathing in his peppermint smell, and it’s just right.


“Well, c’mon Clarence, that tree ain’t gonna fix itself.” Meg gives in later in the night, but only after curling up by the warm fire and forcing Cas to make her hot cocoa with extra marshmallows.

((Fluff all 1000% Christmas fluff. I hope you like it!)

Fill: Team Castiel/Lucifer, O Christmas Tree

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Prompt, Team Charlie/Jo, Comic Con

Date: 2013-10-06 07:59 pm (UTC)
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I would love to see some fluff of Charlie taking Jo to Comic Con for the first time, that would be awesome

Fill, Team Abaddon/Naomi, Comic Con

Date: 2013-10-07 01:26 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] foreordain

I hope you enjoy! I've been meaning to do something similar for ages now, so thank you for the motivation to actually do it!

Re: Fill, Team Abaddon/Naomi, Comic Con

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Re: Fill, Team Abaddon/Naomi, Comic Con

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It's Christmas again and even though he begs to stay home his mother is once again dragging Adam to church with her for early Christmas morning mass. He plans to spend the entire time doing everything he can just to stay awake until he can get back home to catch up on sleep. What he doesn't plan on is falling head over heels in love at first sight for the shy choir boy who sings with the voice of an angel seated not 10 feet away from him. His mother is pleasantly surprised when he offers to stay after and help out with the church's Christmas banquet. If only she knew the real reason for his change of heart.
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From: [personal profile] destielixer
His head jerks up at the sound of the choirboys singing. Adam is disoriented for a moment before he remembers he’s in church. Ugh. And with the choirboys singing, that means it’s time to stand. The sermon is over Adam didn’t even realize that he’d been asleep! As usual his mom had dragged him to the earliest Christmas morning mass once again despite his pleas to stay in bed. He didn’t need to sing or pray so early in the morning anyway.

Adam grudgingly stood and joined in singing. His eyes drift across the aisle to the choirboys. There’s something about them that screams ‘innocent little boys’. His mom had tried to get him to join and thank god he hadn’t or he would have been here like really early in the morning before the sun was up for rehearsals and what ever it is that choirboys do before mass.

He stopped singing halfway through the first verse of ‘Silent Night’. There was a voice so angelic, so pure that he couldn’t bear to drown out. One of the choirboys. Definitely not the ones across the aisle, so he turns and lo and behold not ten feet away in the choir stand was the source of the angelic voice. Adam couldn’t help but to stare and he noticed how the boy smiled shyly at him as their eyes met and his cheeks turned a rosy red before he looked back to his hymnal.

Just like that Adam knows that he’s head over heels in love with this angelic voiced boy.


“So I thought maybe I’d just hang around a little, y’know? Stay and help out with the Christmas banquet and stuff,” Adam says as he glances at his mother, then back into the church. The choirboys have dispersed and he can’t seem to find that boy again. He thinks that maybe if he stays a little longer he just might have the chance.

Of course his mother is really pleased that he’s actually staying in the church to help with the banquet instead of running back home to his videogames. And Adam is allowed to roam free without the watchful eye of his mom. After all how much damage can he cause on holy ground right?

Adam doesn’t see the boy until just before the dinner. As evening’s dark blanket slowly covers the sky, Adam catches a glimpse of him round the back in the kitchen. Quickly he darts around the corner seeing the boy there, his blue eyes looking to him.

“Were you following me the whole day?” he asked, seemingly amused.

Adam nodded, “Sort of…”

“I don’t see you around here much you know. In fact this is like…my third time I’ve seen you in awhile.”

“Oh so you do look out for me,” he says grinning and the boy blushes, his cheeks going red as tomatoes.

“You were looking at me too,” he answers back, his voice soft.

“Yeah, I was. I heard you singing, it was beautiful,” he says as they lean against the wall at the back of the kitchen, watching as the adults are prepping the banquet in the field below.

“Thank you. Oh, by the way I’m Samandriel,” the boy says, then continues, “But you can call me Alfie.”

“Alfie, nice,” Adam says trying out the name a few times, “I’m Adam Milligan.”

“The bad boy,” Alfie puts in and Adam laughs.

“So my mum tells me.”

“She must’ve got a shock seeing as you wanted to stay.”

“You think?” Adam asked as he scooted closer to Alfie, his fingers brushing the shy choirboy’s hand. He thought that Alfie might move away but instead the other boy intertwined their fingers.

Alfie smiles, leaning his head on Adam’s shoulder, “Well it is Christmas and miracles always happen during Christmas.”

“Hmm I guess you’re right,” Adam whispered, squeezing Alfie’s hand as they watched the glimmering lights lining the tentage come on as evening settled over the church grounds.

Adam smiled to himself.

Oh if only his mom knew the real reason for his change of heart.
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