Fluffy, mostly Domestic Destiel one-shots with no real plot and some Sabriel. All unconnected and I stink at summaries so please R&R!

Dean, Sam, Castiel and Crowley are hanging out at the Men of Letters bunkers. With no new case and still no lead on an escaped Lucifer, Crowley pulls out his own custom made Cards against Humanity deck. What happens when everyone chooses cards that are seemingly decked against Dean? Destiel centric.

There will be adult themes in this story. You have been warned. I will put a warning on the chapter multiple times. Please enjoy! This is just a cute short story of a AU. Dean as himself but not a Hunter, and Castiel as a baker. Castiel might act a little off, but I'll make sure to add in his true personality! Pairings: Dean and Castiel. Sam and ...

It didn't matter how it had started. All that mattered was that it had, indeed, started. Gabriel, Archangel of the Lord and former Trickster, was sleeping with Sam Winchester, hunter and reluctant true vessel of Lucifer. A "no strings, just [really great, amazing, wonderful] sex" situation. And, Gabriel reflected, that right there was exactly the problem.