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Poison Ivy
Sam and Dean stumble upon a case involving a series of strange deaths — the bodies appear drained from the inside, as if something is feeding on their life force, but without any of the usual signs of demonic activity. No possession. No sulfur. Nothing that fits.
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NANaliankaThe lost nephilim
Y/N is the daughter of the archangel Gabriel and a human named Emily, who died while giving birth to their daughter. Gabriel finds out about everything after he escapes the Hell. His daughter is a rebellious teenager.
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WIwillow_pmunfinished business | s.w
You’re the sole survivor of a brutal, unexplained attack in your hometown. The police write it off as an animal mauling — but you know what you saw. When Sam and Dean roll into town investigating similar deaths, you recognize the symbol carved into one victim from a book you once studied in college.
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BLbrilockhartThe Trickster’s Twin
The Trickster was never Heaven’s only problem. Long before Gabriel ran from Heaven, his twin sister disappeared. Now reality keeps bending around two hunters who really should be dead by now. And she finds the whole thing very entertaining.
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︎ʟSaintofSorrowsBehind closed doors
She and her boyfriend have been a well-coordinated hunting duo for years. To Sam and Dean, they’re more than just colleagues — they’re friends. People you trust, share cases with, trade information, and crash in cheap motels with. They always show up together, always move like a perfectly synchronized unit. He’s charming, calm, composed. She’s loyal, quiet, maybe a little withdrawn at times — but never in a way that raises concern.
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NANaliankadear sam
lu is a 20yr old blonde, freckles and brown eyes. she lives alone, but she’s heard weird noises and she gets scared easily, so she called two brothers, Dean and Sam, who she didn’t know but she was told they were good at this stuff.
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LUlifeasl_Freak Show(edited)
It had been exactly a year since Y/N disappeared.
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NANaliankaScream
It’s late—well past midnight. The bunker is quiet in that heavy, almost unnatural way it gets when the world outside seems too far away to matter.
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