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Is "Supernatural has a gif for everything" still a thing? Or am I late? Do you guy have a gif for good omens? I bet you don't!

OK, don't blame me for making this terrible joke: does supernatural fandom have a gif of Dean being a child? No, cause he never was one! Ok, I'll go to hell now

“Uh hmm….”, You clear your throat turning to face Sam. Shocked he looks away avoiding eye contact. You smile at him teasingly, “what ya lookin’ at there, Sam?” Trying to hold back a laugh brewing in your chest. “Ummm…. I was just a checking to see if you were ok.”, Sam hesitates and then puts his face back in the book in his hands. “Mmhmm” You hum turning to talk away chuckling to yourself, all the while dean sits across the room laughing at Sam making a fool of himself.

I love you, sorry?

Title: I love you, sorry? (Dean x reader)

Imagine: imagine telling Dean that you have another date but he’s in love with you.

Imagine:imagine telling Dean you love him in the middle of a fight.

Warnings: cussing. 

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You walk out of the motel bathroom with a short sleeved, knee length black dress. Dean and Sam both look at you with astonishment on their faces. “So? What’s the special occasion?”, Sam asks looking back down at his laptop on the small table by the motel door. “ I have another date?”, they both look up at you again. “Another one? I thought you were done since the last one was horrible”, Dean looks into your eyes with disappointment apparent on his face. You look down, “well, I met this guy when I went to the library, I’m almost 100% sure he won’t ditch me this time. He’s a nice guy”. Dean shakes his head and looks down at his beer, “he’s probably a creep”. You shake your head and grab your bag,“bye, Dean. Bye, Sam”. You walk out the door feeling eyes all the way out.

You meet the guy at the little diner and you both start talking about work, “umm…. I am a professional hunter. I know it’s a weird thing to do as a job, I work to make sure animal populations stay average, ya know?” You say hesitantly. “Oh, that’s interesting?” He says shaking his head. Changing the subject you try to make the conversation about him,“so how about you, what do you do?”. You feel a buzzing in your bag, and a ringing comes straight after it. “Sorry I need to get this”. You grab your phone and walk over to the hallway near the bathrooms, “hello?”. You hear panting and grunting, “(y/n), you need to come back now”. “Dean? What’s going on why do I need to go?”, you hear a voice and someone yells. “Just get your ass back here now”, you shake your head and look back at your date who waved at you. You wave back smiling at him,“I can’t just leave him”. “Well your going to have to because we need you here, demons came for us. And there are most likely some coming for you”, Dean explains to you. By those words you walked back to your date to explain, you look out the front window and see two guys walking in to the diner looking around. You turn around and walk to the bathroom, you jump out of the window and throw off your shoes to run.

You get back to the motel and run inside ready for a fight, if you have to. You look around and see the place ransacked. Dean is sitting on the bathroom counter getting his arm stitched up by Sam. There’s blood and he has a bottle of whiskey, “hey are you guys ok?”. You walk over and see if you can help at all,“yeah, we’re fine.”, Dean says rudely. “Ok good.”,You say ignoring his tone. After Dean is stitched up they grab their stuff, “we are going out, we need to fight those guys”. “You just got fixed, dean. You shouldn’t be going out for a fight.”, you say arguing with them before they make it out the door. Dean rolls his eyes and looks out the door waiting for Sam,“well, you can come with us and help cover Dean then”. Making an agreement you grab your gun and knife and head to the impala with them, still in your dress carrying your boots.“do we even know where they are?”, you ask from the back seat. Sam looks at Dean and gives a dirty look at his silent brother, he looks at you and explains,“well kind of, Dean thinks they went back to where ever their leader is. Most likely back to hell, but he wants to make sure”.

Half and hour later you show up at an old warehouse,“why is it always a ware house?”, Dean says annoyed as you all get out of the car. You all walk up and open the doors cautiously Sam starts talking to you and Dean,“ok let’s split up, (y/n), you and Dean go that way and check those rooms. You can cover Dean if things get heavy. I’ll go this way, whistle if you find something”. You all split up and walk separate ways, after a while of finding nothing you start to talk to Dean to ease the anxiety and awkwardness in the air. “Dean? Why won’t you talk to me?”, he rolls his eyes and keeps walking. Finally he answers you,“I never said I was”. You scoff, “exactly, you never said anything. I know what it’s like when you ignore people, Dean”. He keeps up the silence and walks into the next room.

After you checked all the rooms you wait in a huge empty room waiting for Sam to get finished. “Dean? Just talk to me, what’s going on with you?”, you say trying to figure out his ridiculous behavior. Something in him clicked and he got very angry, “what’s going on with me? Me?.(y/n)! What’s going on with you!? Going on dates almost every night. I don’t know if you realized this yet but we are hunters, we don’t get that kind of lifestyle (y/n)!”. You yell back at him startling him for a second,“Dean, you don’t think I know that? I’ve known that since I was 9 years old. What about your sluts from the bar? Huh?!”. He shakes his head smirking for a second, licking his lips and then he continues,“my sluts? At least I’m not planning on having a life with them , they are gone the next day and I never have to worry about them getting hurt”. You can feel your blood start to boil deep down in your veins . it hurts you but you yell at him once more,“why are you so angry at me for going on one stupid date, Dean?!! I know I can’t have a life with anyone, but at least I actually try to have a relationship before leaving them. At least I don’t let girls stay around long enough to make them fall for me and then break their heart by bringing other girls around!!”. Deans eyes open in shock and then a questioning look appears on his beautiful face, “what are you saying (y/n)?”. Still in an angry blur the words slip from your mouth, “I love you, Dean. God dammit! I love the way you sing along to your favorite songs, even though it’s out of key! I love that you still wear that necklace that your little brother got you that Christmas after we met. I love the way you laugh at your own jokes when no one else does. Dean, I love everything about you no matter how much I hate myself for it. No matter how hard I tried to get rid of these feelings…….”.

Still arguing with your feelings, you feel a body interrupt your rant. He presses himself against you and holds you tight. After a silent wait you finally speak in almost a whisper, “Dean?…..you don’t know how much it hurt… To watch you flirt with girls and bring them back to hotel… All the times me and Sam had to wait for…”, you feel a cold stream fall down your face as a lump of emotions fills in your throat preventing you from speaking any further. Before you can go on you are interrupted my his deep rough voice, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry (y/n)”. He pauses and then leans back to wipe the tear falling down your cheek. In a soft voice he looks you in the eye sincerely, “do you know how long I’ve wished you would say that”. He gets closer to your face, “ever since we were kids (y/n) I’ve loved you. And when everything happened to your family I wanted to be there but my dad took you to his friends and I thought we would never see each other again. Until I found you again those few months ago, I love you. I’ve loved you”. You put your arms around his neck and pull him to you, you nestle your head in his chest and he holds your head.

After a few minutes he breaks the silence, "we should probably go find Sam and get back to the motel, your still in a dress and it’s getting cold”. You look down just now realizing the chill on your legs, “probably”. Together you go and find Sam who’s waiting for you two by the door of the warehouse. “Took you long enough, what were you doing in there?”, he laughs and turns to walk out of the cold dark building.

Soft

Gabriel x reader

Summary: Gabriel gets worried that you don’t take him seriously.

Note: I haven’t written Gabriel before I have done some research about him. 😉 I hope you guys like it

Warning: unprotected smut (don't do this at home), fluff. ********************************************* There was only one way to completely explain Gabriel as a whole being and that was trickster. He may have been lying about the god part but the name was more than fitting. Yeah he was sweet and protective but most of all he was silly, you never had a dull moment with him but that’s one of the reasons why you loved him in the first place.

Yeah the boys had trouble with him and there was a whole fight about him being around but you figured after a while they would get over it. You loved them like family and if you meant anything to them they would see how happy he made you, even when he went too far you couldn’t help but love him for it anyway, but still, he was very good at getting on your nerves some times.

You guys were working on a case some place in Wyoming. This poor kid got shredded to death by the big bad wolf and even after all the research, you and the boys couldn’t find any kind of clue linking the victim to the wolf. Dean bored out of his mind went out to the bar to ‘get to know the locals and find some clues’ and Sam went to actually get some info from the police station and keep an eye on Dean.

You sat in the brightly colored love seat in your picturesque little motel room with a book on werewolves. But you heard a sound that you weren’t expecting especially because both the boys were out. The fluttering of wings, you were expecting someone to pop out of no where and scare you like one of the angels usually did, But this time gabe walked out of the bathroom calmly, you jumped the tiniest bit. “What are you doing? ”, he smirked and sat down at the edge of your bed. “Walking into your motel room, what are you doing?”. You smiled and rolled your eyes, “just researching for this case”.

“It’s a werewolf and you guys know that, don’t you know enough about them already?”. You laughed a little, “of course I know a lot about werewolves but you can never know too much about what your hunting, trust me it comes in handy”, he shot you a bored look. “I know-”, he stopped himself from finishing his whining, which was definitely odd, odd for even him. He straightened himself out, “toss me a book, I’ll help you”. This threw you out of the water, Gabriel never liked to read and usually by now he would be teasing you, there was something wrong with him.

“Are you feeling alright?”, you asked handing him one of the books off the table. “Of course I am, are you feeling ok?” He asked opening the book to the first page, giving the words an exhausted look, and then looking up to you hopefully. “Yeah I’m perfectly fine”, you answered staring at him from your book. He just stared down at the pages with a worried look on his face. “You don’t have to read if you don’t want to, I was getting bored of it anyway”, you said looking at his reaction suspiciously. “ I can keep researching if you want to go do something”, he said shooting you a small reassuring smile.

You couldn’t take it anymore, “what’s going on with you gabe?!”. He looked up at you shocked, “what do you mean, why are you yelling?”. You made outrageous hand gestures towards him holding the book, “I'm not yelling, look at you, your reading a book, about werewolves, you didn’t scare me when you popped into my room and you haven’t teased me because we are alone. What’s wrong with you?”. He only looked down into the book nervously and murmured, “nothings wrong with me, this is how I normally am”. You rolled your eyes and pulled the book out of his hands and set it down on the table.

You sat down on the bed next to him, “are you kidding me? Do you really think I’m that stupid?”, he shook his head somberly. You lightly pushed him. “You come in here acting like this, your an archangel, a trickster, and you expect me not to be worried about you. Come on what’s going on?”.

“Is that all you see me as?”, his words startled you a bit. “What do you mean?”, he looked down at his hands with a sad look on his face, “y/n, I love you, I really do. But do you only see me as a trickster, a lovable goofball?”. He looked around the room avoiding eye contact with you, “I don’t just want to be a goofy clown who annoys you all the time, I suck at being normal, i’m sorry”. Gabriel was never this straightforward with you so you just shook your head and grabbed his hands, “of course your not just the goofy clown to me, and you don’t need to be good at being normal. your so sweet and although you don’t like me to think so, your a big softy and I love that side of you. I hope that no one else gets to see it besides me, cause I love you”. He looked up at you with his signature smirk which brought the smile back to your face.

“See there’s that dashing millionaire smile I’ve been missing”, he shook his head and wrapped his hands around your waist. He threw his leg over to your other side and slid you up to the top of the bed. He pulled himself up hovering above you, “no one else gets to see this side of me except you”. He leaned down and kissed you softly. He sat himself up and snapped his fingers making all the lights in the room go out. You laughed and shook your head, “what if the boys come home early”. You saw the details of his face with the dim blue moon light That shined through the window, he smiled, “they won’t, trust me”.

He leaned down and brushed his lips against yours before kissing you longer than he had before. He trailed his hands up until he reached your face before cupping your cheeks softly and kissing you again. You had one arm around on his Neck and the other holding onto his face. He couldn’t hold back the smile and kissed you over and over again. You smiled too and leaned your forehead on his. “You know, I’m more serious than you think”, he said teasingly. “Oh yeah?”. He kissed you again, “definitely”. He put his hands on the bottom of your shirt and you sat up allowing him to pull it off of you. As he pulled his own shirt off you unbuttoned your pants and helped him afterwards. He moved back and sat on his knees, after you had gotten your pants off he carefully pulled your legs around his waist.

But this time as he leaned down to touch you he only lightly traced his fingers over your skin softly. the cold air mixed with the feeling of his warm skin was refreshing.

He reached his hands up to your back and oh so carefully kissed your neck. You wrapped your hands around his neck and after he had gotten situated he caressed your back so softly it made his callused hands feel smooth. He held you delicately as if you were made of glass and if he held on any tighter you'd break. No one had been this careful with you or touched you with so much passion at the same time. Afterwards he held you close to him, you could feel his warm shallow breath on the back of your neck. He whispered to you, “I really do love you more than anything in this world, and that’s the whole truth”. The whole world was silent and if you ever had to chose one moment to be stuck in forever it was this one. You smiled in the dark and held onto his arms, “I love you too, so much more than anything”.