They cover them like a second skin or a lover, clinging to them in all the right and wrong places like it is their given right to be there.

As the zombie-apocalypse bears down on the world, Castiel leaves his Vessel to go back to Heaven, thrusting an unsuspecting Jimmy into a destroyed world. WARNING: death!

Team Free Will has stuck together through the end of the world more than once. And this is almost the same because it's just them and the Impala, as always, fighting their way through hordes of zombies. But what happens when they run into other survivors?

Little drabble set after my SPNWD fic. Daryl can't sleep, Sam wants to help, and Gabriel is being a dick as per usual. Basically PWP. Maybe without the plot. Sam/Daryl with a dash of Sam/Daryl/Gabriel. DON'T JUDGE MEEEE. Rated M.

The dead are walking the earth and Dean Winchester is having a very bad day. Note: This story will contain slash eventually of the Destiel variety. Rated mature for coarse language, violence and future sexy situations.

It's not easy to find something to live for when your world has fallen apart, but Dean Winchester and Daryl Dixon were lucky enough to have found each other.

Prompt: Try to cross The Walking Dead with any fandom you want in just a couple of sentences. Any pairings or gen - just have fun!

Castiel struggling with human emotions and surviving in an apocalyptic world. I suck at summaries.