SkiingPelican

It was surprising how easy you fall back into old patterns when confronted with a certain person of your past. It doesn't matter how much you've changed since then, you'll always fall back into old patterns. That's how Dean spent more time justifying his actions and looking for his dad's approval than actually retelling what happened in all those years, and just the same way Sam found himself picking a fight with John more often than not. Sure enough, their dad hadn't changed. In a strange way, that was comforting. But at the same time, it was really annoying. But although it feels to you as if you are stuck in all those patterns that you th

Dean Winchester had a terrible secret. A dark, terrible secret. A secret no one was ever to find out – and if anyone would ever find out, Dean would have to kill himself. The secret was so terrible and dark that Dean was terrified of it. The secret was not, that once, at the sweet age of nineteen, he tried on Rhonda Hurley's pink satiny panties and liked it. That was a youngster's mistake. The secret was – and now, sit down and hold on, because this will shock you to no end – that Dean Winchester owned pink, satiny panties. And loved to wear them. He burried them at the bottom of his duffle bag, in a special cloth to keep

There were still a lot of things that the Sam and Dean still did not know about their father. Like the little fact that he used to pray. First, it was only about honoring the memory of Mary. "They are watching us over us," she used to say. He felt closer to her that way. But the habit caught on. John was never the kind of guy who prayed before meals. But he did pray on occasion, to whichever higher force was up there to look out for his boys. "I still can't belive it." Dean said. The boy really had an expressive face, and right now there were thousands of emotion passing over it. "Me neither. But I'm here, in the flesh," he said with warmth

Read first part 1 /-/ For some reason unknown to all of them, they ended up in an old house in Sioux Falls. It was at the outskirts of town, just far enough from other people for Dean to be comfortable. Sam briefly wondered why Dean couldn't feel more safe around humans than he did around dark, possibly haunted woods - but Sam knew that too many monsters wore human faces. The not human-looking were just so much easier to spot. Sheriff Jody Mills commented on their arrival in her town that she didn't know if she should feel safer or endangered by having hunters in town again. But she welcomed them warmly anyway. Dean acted distant, b

Title: with the mouth of a goat Author: skiing_pelican Rating: PG-13 Genre: gen; strong Dean/Cas vibes, but it's intended gen. Characters: Dean, Cas, Sam Spoilers: spoilers through 7.23 Warnings: old!Dean, old!Cas, human!Cas; minor self-harm; hurt/comfort; angst; Word Count: ~10500 total Teaser: Part of a post-purgatory triology. First part here: remember, who we are. A little time has passed and Sam had some time to figure out Dean. After a little breakfast date, Sam gets an idea on what to do with the two men who are to old and weak for hunting. Authors note: This is a sequel to my story remember, who we are. This is for all you nice r