SupernaturalHunters

(Chuck Shurley X Blaine Anderson) Mermaids! a/n: This is a cross over of SPN and Glee with a crack pairing of Chuck Shurley and Blaine Anderson. Its also in an AU setting where they live in an underwater Kingdom, Sam and Dean and possible Cas are also going to be in it, along with some other Glee characters. Its also going to be an entry into an SPN contest so I hope you all enjoy it!!! I love these two together! Chuck was the crown prince in the mermaid kingdom in the middle of the Atlantic, known as Atlantis. He lived in a giant castle, made of coral and sea shells and sea volcanic rock. It was the most beautiful and colorful structure in

Your bedroom was pitch black. Not a single light shone through the darkness. A creak of your wooden floorboards woke you from your deep sleep. You groaned as you reached an arm out of the warmth of your comforter to reach the switch to your bedside lamp. The sudden light caused you to squint and instinctively cover your eyes. It took a minute for your eyes to adjust and you lowered your hand after rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. You froze as you realized that you weren’t alone. Standing in the corner of your small room was a man with blond hair. He smiled as you made eye contact. “Hello (y/n).” His words cut through

Summary: Dean gets a call from an old hunting partner of his Dad’s a man that had become practically family to them until John and the guy had a fallout, he and Sammy head on down to help but when they walk into the motel room Dean is confronted by a girl no older than twelve a rifle trained on him and she reminds him so much of his younger self. A/N: More Dean-centric focuses on how Dean became who he is. Dean kicked the door to the motel closed with his foot a bag of food on one hand and his mobile phone in the other, after getting a call from a guy named Marcus a man they haven’t seen since they were kids it had been a good wh

“Where’s your brother?” “He’s out on a food run,” Dean got up from the table and threw his empty beer in the trash. Crowley looked around the room and took a few steps closer to the hunter, “You know why I’m here?” “Yeah, I know why,” Dean walked forward, meeting the demon halfway, no more than a few inches away from him. “Good,” he smiled, “then you’ll give me what I want?” The blonde grabbed the front of his suit and swung him around into the wall, slamming him hard into it before getting close enough to smell the whisky on his breath. The d

“Benny!” Y/n whispered pressing her nose to the frozen window. “Benny look.” There was no answer. The girl tore her eyes away from the snow-covered forest in front of her and looked around the room. Benny was strewn across the floor in front of the fireplace, sound asleep. She smirked and turned back to the window. Her smile spread as she muttered. “It stopped. The snow stopped.” Sam, Dean, Benny, and Y/n had been staying in a rundown cabin while they hunted a Wendigo deep in the woods of Maine. Actually, ‘Cabin’ wasn’t the right word. It was more of a shack. No heating or electricit

    Sam sat on the couch with his laptop open, surfing through article after article. He rubbed his eyes, wiling himself to stay awake. He was quite tired, but sleep wasn't on his mind. As usual there were more important things to do.    Eventually, Sam shut his laptop and leaned his head back and sighed. He closed his eyes for a minute, hoping just to clear his head for a moment and sort through the information that might be useful and the information that was utter trash.    An hour later Sam opened his eyes. He stretched his neck, turning his head from the left to the right. The younger Winchester jumped when he noticed Gabriel. "Morning

AU: Every word your soulmate says after they turn 18 appears on your body somewhere until you meet. Afterwards the words vanish. Like most parents yours wanted for you to find your true soulmate. It happened to most within the first few years of them getting the first couple of messages. It would start on the arms and travel all over the body. Some got theirs before others. You got yours before you were even born. It was like looking on a wall of massive amounts of graffiti. Weird symbols, a few languages and even a couple of sound waves was written all over your body. Your parents hadn't known if they should panic or feel delighted. After a

"(Y/n), you are dirty." The voice belonged to Sam, but he would never speak to you that way. You knew why. When Dean had confined in you about the little arrangement inside Sam, you had already guessed it. Though you weren't exactly a fan of the deal you did enjoy the company of the angel and he had somehow accepted your knowledge of him. You suspected it went a bit deeper than just acceptance, maybe even to a level where he considered you a friend. Somehow he had decided to tell you that he was the angel Gadreel and not Ezekiel which Dean believed. He had grown to be quite the mother hen. "So? The boys are dirty all the time." "You are co