Angel With a Shotgun by The Cab

Lyrics:
(I’m an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun
An angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun)

Get out your guns, battles begun
Are you a saint, or a sinner?
If loves a fight, than I shall die
With my heart on a trigger

They say before you start a war
You better know what you’re fighting for
Well baby, you are all that I adore
If love is what you need, a soldier I will be

I’m an angel with a shotgun
Fighting til’ the wars won
I don’t care if heaven won’t take me back
I’ll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe
Don’t you know you’re everything I have?
And I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight

Sometimes to win, you’ve got to sin
Don’t mean I’m not a believer
And major Tom, will sing along
Yeah, they still say I’m a dreamer

They say before you start a war
You better know what you’re fighting for
Well baby, you are all that I adore
If love is what you need, a soldier I will be

I’m an angel with a shotgun
Fighting til’ the wars won
I don’t care if heaven won’t take me back
I’ll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe
Don’t you know you’re everything I have?
And I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight

Oh, oh whoa whoa oh whoa

I’m an angel with a shotgun
Fighting til’ the wars won
I don’t care if heaven won’t take me back

I’m an angel with a shotgun
Fighting til’ the wars won
I don’t care if heaven won’t take me back
I’ll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe
Don’t you know you’re everything I have?
(I’m an angel with a shotgun)
And I, want to live, not just survive, tonight
(Live, not just survive)
And I’m gonna hide, hide, hide my wings tonight

They say before you start a war
You better know what you’re fighting for
Well baby, you are all that I adore
If love is what you need, a soldier I will be

the cost of a thing by quiettewandering
74,198 words

Summary:
16 months ago, Cas became human.

12 months ago, Cas left the bunker and a broken-hearted Dean behind.

Now they must work a case together, where married couples are dying mysterious deaths and the only way to earn the neighbors’ trust is by pretending to be married. Slowly, Dean finds that he loves being in a relationship with Cas, fake or not, and Cas finds his loneliness retreating, despite the harsh reality looming right around the corner. As Dean and Cas navigate this fake, but all too real, relationship, can they find the monster that is on a mysteriously motivated killing spree before it’s too late?

Also, Bonus fanfic rec from friend of the show, Karen:

His Princess by GeorgiaLouisea
Relationship: Reader/Dean Winchester

Summary:
Dean Winchester is the head of your security, he follows everywhere you go and every move you make, his one and only job is to keep you safe no matter the cost. When your life is thrown into danger he’ll stop at nothing to make sure his Princess is safe.

Angel At My Door by NEEDTOBREATHE

Lyrics:
What do I got to do to my love to make you understand me
Where do I find the piece of your heart to keep you satisfied
What do I got to do to my love to make you even notice
Where do I find the words in my mouth to cut through the air tonight

‘Cause every day I know that I am learning
And age, it ain’t the only thing in life
But if memory’s all you have then I can’t find you
Beneath those eyes

So we open up the door
Let the music take us further than before
We’ve opened up the door
‘Cause maybe there’s an angel standing on the porch

How do I face the man that I am when my heart’s still in hiding
Staring me down, the days of my life that I’ve gotta justify
Maybe I need the cracks in my skin, emotions are hard to carry
Maybe I need the strength in your eyes to cut through the morning time

‘Cause every day I know that I am learning
And age, it ain’t the only thing in life
But if memory’s all you have then I can’t find you
Beneath those eyes, yeah

So we open up the door
Let the music take us further than before
We’ve opened up the door
‘Cause maybe there’s an angel standing on the porch

Oh, maybe there’s an angel

Oh, maybe there’s an angel at my door
Oh, maybe there’s an angel at my door
Standing up high, taking this light,
Oh, I’m gonna see the shining
Yeah, maybe there’s an angel at my door
Oh, maybe there’s an angel at my door

We open up the door
Let the music take us further than before
Gotta open up the door
‘Cause maybe there’s an angel standing on the porch

Oh, we gotta fall like we’re behind
Yeah, we gotta fall before we find
Oh, we gotta live like we were poor
Oh, we gotta show what hope is for

We open up the door
Let the music take us further than before
Oh, gotta open up the door
Maybe there’s an angel standing on the porch

Cockiness by Robomantic
7540 words

Summary:
Dean didn’t usually come to this kind of place, but Sam had given him the puppy dog eyes and argued and pleaded and even bribed him with pie. He was seeing some new girl who apparently very into the alternative burlesque scene and she had invited them to come see a show on her night off.

AKA: The one where Dean sees his first burlesque show, learns that male burlesque performers are a thing, and tries a lot of new (sexual) things.

Bonus fanfic rec from friend of the show, Liliana:

Worst Case Scenario by MittenWraith
29,723 words

Summary:
Their lives have always masqueraded as works of fiction, but for anyone they’ve ever interacted with, there’s a scarily high chance that someday they’ll discover the strangest events of their lives have been immortalized in a moderately obscure series of pulp horror novels. For Sam, Dean, and Cas, this is old news. For the people who’ve learned the truth, it’s often a life-changing experience. Here’s the story of a handful of those lucky… yeah, let’s call them lucky… people whose lives intersected once upon a time with the Winchesters.

And the stories they get to tell the Winchesters.