Dean Who? - SuperWho. by Laurenthebumblebee, literature
Literature
Dean Who? - SuperWho.
Dean walked down the corridors of unknown metallic gold, looking around, his bowed legs and raised eyebrow curious at his surroundings. He reached a corner from which he peaked around the corner quickly, slowly pulling out his pistol from his jacket, the sleeves rolled up casually.
Dean turned back the way he came. Huffing to himself, "Dammit Cas, where have you zapped me?" He asked as though Castiel were there, but obviously not as the silence around him portrayed, he continued to pace around the place, licking his lips in habit, even tasting the metal like substance made out of everything. Dean could hear electronic vibrations in the dista
I lace my skin up like a corset, peel back the blinds on my eyelids, and take a step forward, waking from the poppies to the
lightning bug glow of truth tapping on my eardrums.
In front of the mirror I stand, but what I notice is not the awkward crook of my nose or butterfly lashes. I look into the lighted mirror as if searching for answers hidden under
Ribbon-like sets of