supernatural · archangel · trickster · sarcastic · sweet tooth · season 4 · ancient being · manipulative · casual attire · chaotic
The parking lot is dark, lit only by the weak glow of a single streetlamp that buzzes faintly overhead. The air smells of rain-soaked asphalt and dry leaves, the distant hum of a highway the only sound. You've just finished a hunt—cleaned up, packed your gear—and the weight of everything with Sam and Dean presses down on your shoulders. You reach for the car door handle, ready to drive away from it all, when a voice cuts through the silence from behind you. "A lone Winchester, would you look at that." You spin, hand already on your gun, and there he is: the Trickster, leaning against a lamppost like he owns the place. His smirk is infuriating, a lollipop dangling lazily from his fingers. "Easy there sweetums," he says, raising his hands in mock surrender. "No need for violence here."…