#bleakfated: mick

[qapsiel]

                              THAT'S A NEW ONE. Most people dislike Castiel's frankness even if he doesn't intend to harm them with his remarks. It is just difficult for him to sugarcoat things or phrase them in a way that would be less offensive — he has never mastered saying one thing and meaning something else entirely. So, he appreciates Mick not taking offense. Maybe the days until Sam and Dean return from their hunt won't be so bad.

                               "I like Orange Is The New Black," he says immediately, "even if I still don't understand the title of that show. I can appreciate most movies and TV shows, though. We don't have something like that in Heaven. Humanity is just overflowing with creativity. It's inspiring." Some of his brothers and sisters would be in a better mood if they watched The Wire. "Some plots are rather silly," Castiel adds as an afterthought. "The movie with the Terminator man, for example? You cannot send your own father back in time to procreate you in the first place. I think you humans call it the chicken-and-egg problem."

fair enough. trust was something that needed to be earned and mick hadn't done much to do that yet. maybe breaking the code had been seen as a significant moment for sam and dean, but their angelic comrade hadn't been there for that. then he had disappeared off the map and nobody had seen hide nor hair of him since. ❝ i appreciate that. and respect your frankness. ❞ he followed castiel to the kitchen. he could appreciate that all of the american men of letters bunkers were set up the same. from the little bit of time he had spent in this one, the american branch had clearly favored lebanon's central location and kept the most important things here.

eyebrows raised as he watched castiel heat the water for his tea with his powers. angels were a unique sort. the men of letters had a library of old information on previous encounters with them. they had captured one shortly before the american branch had been extinguished. mick wasn't read up on the subject, however, considering they were not a primary target of the organization. a nod of thanks as he took the mug, the smell of the peppermint burning his nostrils. he would let it steep for a few more minutes before taking a sip. ❝ netflix? sure, it's got something on there to pique anyone's interest. what sorts of human entertainment catch your eye? ❞

[movedtoazrahel]

endless ship edits : azrael & mick davies ( @bleakfated )

[azrahelhasmoved]

@bleakfated sent a prayer : [ CAUGHT ] receiver catches sender getting flushed because of something they are doing or wearing. // from mick

perks about being best friends with jessica, the woman had style and was great help to azrael when it came to clothing. including sleepwear. bedroom door was open and she had just slipped one of the short silk lingerie gowns that jessica had talked her into buying. light pink, with black laced trim. and a bit snug at the top. something she wasn't all that use to when it came to clothing. hands ran down the front as she looked down, standing in front of the large mirror. after a moment, she looked up to see his reflection. cheeks flushed and he seemed to be a bit speechless. slowly, she turned around. "let me guess, too much or ? " she glanced down at her attire before looking back up to meet his gaze. "you . . . alright? "

[lahzarus]

azrael's dynamics ( prolly missing some and i'm sORRY )

✞　┊〔　archangel azrael　⋆　rel. henry winchester / ofblackskies　!　〕

✞　┊〔　archangel azrael　⋆　rel. belphegor / thenightmareofyourdrems　!　〕

✞　┊〔　archangel azrael　⋆　rel. damien thorn / legeandary　!　〕

✞　┊〔　archangel azrael　⋆　rel. mick davies / bleakfated　!　〕

✞　┊〔　archangel azrael　⋆　rel. tyson brady / bleakfated　!　〕

✞　┊〔　archangel azrael　⋆　rel. balthazar / bleakfated　!　〕

✞　┊〔　archangel azrael　⋆　rel. jessica moore / crispyblonde　!　〕

✞　┊〔　archangel azrael　⋆　rel. balthazar / breakinghalos　!　〕

✞　┊〔　archangel azrael　⋆　rel. sarah miller / unbearablyindifferent　!　〕

✞　┊〔　archangel azrael　⋆　rel. rick o'connell / storyuntrue　!　〕

[azrahelhasmoved]

@bleakfated

selin x demir ➢ her yerde sen (2019)

[qapsiel]

Positivity anon here! Could I ask you to shout out to your five fave blogs? Just to make someone smile today and let them know you love their blog! Maybe even say a little about why!

I'm more than happy to spread positivity and love, and I'll totally ignore the audacity to only give me 5 blogs and just do more hehe

I'm gonna start with @ruinedmyself because Kas was one of the first people to talk to me when I ventured into the spn fandom, and they've done nothing but make me feel incredibly welcomed <3 I love our silly little chats and also the pain we inflict on each other regularly. We really do share one (1) braincell, and I wouldn't want it any other way. You've got such a fantastic grip on Sam, on his badass-ery but also his softer and goofier side, and I scream excitedly whenever I see I got a reply from you!

No Sam without Dean, obviously, so I gotta yell about @bloodsalted a bit. Dixon is an extremely friendly person, and I'm still glad I managed to sweet-talk force you into joining me in hell. Or heaven, I suppose, is the better word, because our interactions are truly GREAT. Whether it's sexy times or angsty shit, every reply is magnificent and makes me giggle. You write Dean in all facets that make his character so lovable: his fears and passions and his silly times and also his anger. I love him to pieces!

Who doesn't love the king of hell? Cas, probably, but I adore every interaction with @murderdeals because it enables me to use all the pissed-off Cas icons. When you write Crowley, I can hear Mark yell into my ear. And honestly, I would have never guessed that Cas and Cain could become such good buddies, and yet they somehow ended up being the bestest bee bros, and that's largely due to your fantastic writing and your excellent grip on a character that can easily be branded the villain without second-guessing.

@singersalvaged should always be included in my rant about lovable people because she's just so chill to talk to! A truly great person who has an amazing view of Bobby Singer and writes him in a way that makes me believe the guy is standing behind me muttering idjit whenever I read a reply. And Allie! Let me gush about Allie, who's Cas' weed friend and brothel companion, and every single interaction just makes me howl with laughter. They're absolutely unhinged and dumb, and I wouldn't want it any other way.

While Crowley makes Cas want to eat glass, @eyeless-smiles makes him want to tear his own ears off because Corinth is such a fucking asshole (affectionate), a True Nightmare, and I love seeing him annoy Cas in every single paragraph. It's just hilarious, and they never hold their muse back, which is refreshing these days!

Cas loves to steal kids (just look at Jack), so it didn't take long for him to steal @innerwar 's Homelander when he was still a child with Vought. And honestly, I just adore this verse and you, friend? It's so funny and yet also sad, and I'm just so unbelievably happy that Homie gets a better life with this and that Cas gets to be a Dad again, and your writing is just SO FANTASTIC and catches Homelander's young voice brilliantly. 

I gotta yell about @nightmdic really loudly for a second because she is a FREAKING MAGNIFICENT OC and both Cas and I love her to pieces. She's kind and nice and helps Cas through his forced humanity without finding him (too) weird, and Paige just casually managed to write one of my favorite OCs here on Tumblr with her eye for detail and well-chosen words 

And last but not least, a big shoutout to @bleakfated who writes a lot of different spn muses (among others) and yet manages to hit that nail (= the voice of every single muse) square on the head every time! I hear Balthazar's funny-ironic voice when I write with him, I see Jody being Mom when I interact with her, I get the British Mick Vibes when it's his time to shine. I'm in awe of how someone manages to juggle so many muses and give everyone their own little voice. Kudos!

[azrahelgone]

If it wasn't for Jess ( @crispyblonde ) , azzie wouldn't have any idea how to be romantic towards mick ( @bleakfated ) cause she's never had any sort of romantic connection in her long life.

[azrahelfml]

daily azrael loves mick davies post. @bleakfated

[azrahelfml]

@bleakfated

[ripcrispyblonde]

** This will likely continue to expand with further development. This verse is closed to @azrahel and my Mick Davies on @bleakfated. Other than that it is fair game to other characters **

Seasons 10/11

Before Metatron was broken out of Heaven, he convinced one of the angels that were still partial to his side to resurrect souls that had been important to the Winchesters. Metatron had a sinking feeling that the Winchesters and Castiel would come back for him and he wanted to have some leverage. Naturally, Jess became one of those souls as she was one that Ash had taught to break out of her section of Heaven and was often found in Ash's Heaven that only consisted of The Roadhouse. The souls being yanked out of Heaven hadn't gone unnoticed and the angel was quickly killed for their crimes against the new order of Heaven. Around this same time, with the help of Bobby, Metatron is taken back to Earth and loses his grace, thus losing any potential to use those he resurrected against them because he no longer had any allies.

Jessica woke up at her headstone in San Francisco. Terrified of what this meant, she quickly worked on fleeing the city in the off chance that anyone she had known in her human life would see her, especially her parents or sister. Little did she know that her parents now lived in Palo Alto and her sister was attending Stanford Law School. She bummed a ride off of a guy to Concord, at which point she ran off while he was inside a gas station. Having no idea how many years had passed since her death, Jessica was terrified of the potential of being brought back by demons to be used against Sam. She found her way to a Catholic church in hopes that she could remain safe there. The taunting of the demon inside of Tyson Brady had come back to her in waves. As he pulled the knife out of his chest, unbothered, he had let her know that she didn't stand a chance against him without salt, iron, or a devil's trap.

If that were the case, she needed a vessel to steal some holy water in and maybe something iron to protect herself, because she was still far too close for comfort to where it was most likely others would recognize her. She stole a water bottle off of a bike chained up outside of a coffee shop and quietly took some holy water from another church. It was at this moment that an unknown woman appeared not too far from Jessica. Azrael, the angel of death, was investigating why souls had been taken from Heaven. At first, Jessica immediately assumed danger and the idea of dying again with the potential of being intercepted on her way back to Heaven terrified her almost as much as being used as a bargaining chip against Sam. When the angel assured her that she didn't mean her any harm, Jessica relaxed enough for little bits of her personality to shine through and Azrael took a quick liking to her.

After this, Azrael assured Jess that she would help her get on her feet... but this turned into a rather strong friendship. Hunting came pretty easily with an angel by her side, but Jessica honed up her self-defense skills and knowledge of the supernatural. Azrael would often need to return to Heaven or solve other crises and this left Jessica with some time to integrate herself into the hunting community. Sometimes with other hunters, she would give her main alias name Vanessa, but she became more comfortable with some of them to give her her first name alone. Sporadically, she would spend some time at The Crossroads and became pretty friendly with Teddy and Cam, sometimes taking cases with them when Azrael was away on business. They were a few of the hunters that she had grown to trust, but she still wouldn't let on to anyone about her true identity other than Azzie who had obviously figured it out on her own.

Nightmares had plagued her since the moment she had first been brought back, mostly about her death and demons at first, but they quickly developed into ones about Sam. Were they no longer compatible because of how much they had both changed since 2005? Would he not want her as a memory of not being able to escape the hunting life for one that was normal? Had he met someone else, maybe a hunter that was way more badass than she could ever dream to be? Even the thought of him having met someone else and being ready to drop them for Jess made her feel sick to her stomach. Ultimately, all of these thoughts messed with her head enough to believe that leaving Sam in the dark about her resurrection would be what was best for both of them, so whenever she did go to The Crossroads, she made sure to message Cam or Teddy to see who had been around.

Season 12

About two years after Azrael and Jessica had become friends, they were on a case when they met Mick Davies. Mick had picked up hunting in the American fashion after he had not returned to the British Men of Letters compound where he knew they would kill him for breaking the code. He was a bit clumsy as a hunter, after being part of the brains of the operation of the BMOL for so long, so Azrael and Jessica were already in town when he had gotten there. The man was rather terrified of getting caught, because he knew they would have other members on the case of finding him to make sure he met his demise. Azrael and Jessica took a liking to him and promised to help keep him safe from what little of his story he was willing to share at first. After a month of being on the road together, Azrael was made aware of the carnage that took place when American hunters had stormed the compound.

If the agents weren't killed, they fled back to England. Doctor Hess was confirmed among the dead. It was at this time that Mick felt comfortable enough to use the key that he had to unlock all Men of Letters bunker. He knew where all of them were located because he had brought out the information on the defunct chapter as they set their eyes on the Winchesters from overseas. They settled in to the bunker in Missoula, Montana. Mick and Jessica developed a playfully friendly bond and the three were all pretty honest with each other. Jess had told Mick about who she was and that she was resurrected and Mick had let her know that it seemed that Eileen Leahy and Sam had some sort of romantic bond at least starting to form. This was something he quickly came to regret, because it only solidified Jessica's decision to not tell Sam about her further. Mick had grown to like the Winchesters and would often try to prod Jessica into changing her mind, because he believed that Sam deserved to know.

Season 13+

The tranquility of having a real home base only lasted for a few moments, however. A few weeks after settling in the Men of Letters bunker, Arthur Ketch picked the same bunker to regroup himself. He had found out from Doctor Hess before her death that she had gotten information on Mick from Crowley. He was paling around with an archangel, Azrael, the angel of death. Completely separate from the organization himself because they demanded he returned, he had started hunting under the alias Alexander after he had been resurrected from getting killed by the Winchesters with his resurrection seal. It became apparent that the bunker was lived in and he quietly made his way to the garage and made some noise, attracting the attention of Azrael and Mick. Rather effortlessly, he lit a match and trapped Azrael in the ring of holy oil he had made.

When Mick rushed at him, he rendered him unconscious and tied him up to watch the show as he strapped Azrael to a chair with straps etched with angel depowering and suppressing sigils. For a few moments, he considered killing both of them, but it didn't really seem fitting. He wanted Mick to suffer for being a weak point in their plans against the Winchesters. Instead, he decided that archangel grace was something that would come in handy in a lot of ways. For a few painstaking hours, he removed Azrael's grace with grace extracting syringes. The rest of the grace was extracted through a cut to the throat into a vial. This was a very painful process and the tortured screams of Azrael were enough fuel for Mick to break free of the binds placed on him. The two men fought it out for a long while, leaving the bunker in a state of disrepair. Eventually, Mick lost the fight and Ketch left the bunker after telling Mick that he hoped he enjoyed the rest of his pathetic existence.

Jessica was not home this night and instead had been staying in a motel in Smith Center to spend a few days at The Crossroads to unwind and catch up with some of her hunter friends. When she returned home, she immediately knew something was wrong when she saw a ring of soot left in the garage of the bunker. Gun drawn, she made her way inside the bunker screaming for Azrael and Mick. The scene she was met with only further twisted her stomach as the bunker was in a complete state of disarray. Shattered glass, knocked over bookcases, and broken chairs were scattered everywhere. A rather beaten up Mick left his bedroom to meet her, telling her to stop screaming because Azrael needed her rest. He did too, but he told Jess about all that had happened when she was gone. Distraught, Jess tried to pick up what she could while Mick worked on adding a secondary lock to the bunker's entrances.

When Azrael and Mick both felt well enough to travel, they set their sights on the bunker in Roswell, New Mexico. This bunker became their primary place of residence, but they would stay at the Missoula bunker as well when they were more northern. Mick and Azrael got a lot closer in the time that Azrael was human and with a lot of goading form Jess, they began dating. What she hadn't thought about was that she would become the third wheel. It didn't bother her, most of the time, but sometimes it made her heart ache for Sam. Mick had since stopped pushing her toward telling Sam after a particularly large blow-up by Jess. Her visits to The Crossroads became a bit more frequent and she hooked up with some hunters from time to time, usually one night stands apart from Cameron Ambrose. They entered a friends with benefits sort of relationship and he would sometimes stay at the bunker after a case before heading back to Smith Center.

The three remained a trio, hunting and taking time off between the two bunkers, both with secondary locking systems and more updated technology for nearly a year without incident. Mick and Jess helped Azzie adjust to a human life and they were all a little more cautious with the cases they took. During this time, Mick helped Jess learn how to document accurate information about the supernatural on a website for hunters, complete with the vast amount of information the British Men of Letters had compiled. However, this all came to an end when Dean Winchester himself knocked on the bunker. He and Ketch had witnessed humans being lined up for slaughter by the angels in the apocalypse world and as a sign of good faith Ketch had given him Azrael's grace and told him where to find her. The three were at the Missoula bunker at the time, but with the secondary lock, Dean was unable to get inside.

Jolted into action by the sound of banging on the door, Mick and Azzie answered it with their guns drawn. Jessica was about to join in investigating the disturbance when she heard Mick say Dean's name. That made her run back to her room and quietly shut the door. Azrael was given back her grace and agreed to help fight in the apocalypse world, because the humans deserved peace from the onslaught of misery the angels were inflicting on that world. The mere thought of angels lining up humans for slaughter infuriated her. Mick agreed to help as well and they traveled back to the main bunker in Kansas. Jess on the other hand was completely torn on what to do, but she eventually joined in on this fight as well when apocalypse Michael was brought to their universe.

[crispyblonde]

This will likely continue to expand with further development. This verse is affiliated with Azrael (@gracedead) and my Mick Davies and some ocs, primarily Cameron Ambrose on (@bleakfated). Other than that it is open to others that want to write within the events of this verse!

Seasons 10/11

Before Metatron was broken out of Heaven by Sam, Castiel, and Bobby Singer, he convinced one of the angels that were still partial to his side to resurrect souls that had been important to the Winchesters. Metatron had a sinking feeling that the Winchesters and Castiel would come back for him and he wanted to have some leverage. Naturally, Jess became one of those souls as she was one that Ash had taught to break out of her section of Heaven and was often found in Ash’s Heaven that only consisted of The Roadhouse. The souls being yanked out of Heaven hadn’t gone unnoticed and the angels involved were quickly killed for their crimes against the new order of Heaven. Around this same time, with the help of Bobby, Metatron is taken back to Earth and loses his grace, thus losing any potential to use those he resurrected against them because he no longer had any allies and no hopes of finding them without the help of his grace.

Jessica woke up at her headstone in San Francisco. Terrified of what this meant, she quickly worked on fleeing the city in the off chance that anyone she had known in her human life would see her, especially her parents or sister. Little did she know that her parents now lived in Palo Alto and her sister was attending Stanford Law School. She bummed a ride off of a guy to Concord, at which point she ran off while he was inside a gas station. Having no idea how many years had passed since her death, Jessica was terrified of the potential of being brought back by demons to be used against Sam. She found her way to a Catholic church in hopes that she could remain safe there. The taunting of the demon inside of Tyson Brady had come back to her in waves. It may have been years in Heaven, but she had opted on distraction rather than actually facing the traumas that ended her life. The image of Brady with his black eyes as he pulled the knife out of his chest, unbothered and laughing was at the forefront of her mind. So was the taunting bits of information he had given her as he stated that she didn’t stand a chance against him without salt, iron, or a devil’s trap.

If that were the case, she needed a vessel to steal some holy water in and maybe something iron to protect herself. She was still far too close to home for comfort and there was still the possibility that someone could recognize her. She stole a water bottle off of a bike chained up outside of a coffee shop and quietly took some holy water from another church. It was at this moment that an unknown woman appeared not too far from Jessica. Azrael, the angel of death, was investigating why souls had been taken from Heaven because the angels involved were gone and no doubt she would be tasked with cleaning it up. At first, Jessica immediately assumed danger and the idea of dying again with the added potential of being intercepted on her way back to Heaven terrified her almost as much as being used as a bargaining chip against Sam. There had been some souls that Ash had been aware of dying that he couldn't find in Heaven and they had mulled over that as a possibility together inside of Heaven's version of Harvelle's Roadhouse.

When the angel assured her that she didn’t mean her any harm, Jessica relaxed enough for little bits of her personality to shine through and Azrael took a quick liking to her. After this, Azrael assured Jess that she would help her get on her feet… but a simple offer of help soon turned into a rather strong friendship. Hunting came pretty easily with an angel by her side, but Jessica laser focused up her self-defense skills and knowledge of the supernatural because her independence has always been important to her. Azrael would often need to return to Heaven or solve other crises and this left Jessica with some time to integrate herself into the hunting community.

Sometimes with other hunters, she would give her main alias name Vanessa because Azrael had warned her that some hunters really did not like Sam and Dean Winchester. Jessica didn't want Sam to find out that she was alive again with another hunter's blade pressed against her throat. Eventually, she became more comfortable with some hunters that she had gotten to know to give them her actual first name alone, never the full thing. Sporadically, she would spend some time at The Crossroads and became pretty friendly with Teddy and Cam, sometimes taking cases with them when Azrael was away on business. She also would sometimes bartend, though the threat of Sam and Dean coming in made her wary of ever working alone. Cam and Teddy were among the handful of the hunters that she had grown to trust, but she still wouldn’t let on to anyone about her true identity other than Azzie who had obviously figured it all out on her own before they even met.

Nightmares had plagued her since the moment she had first been brought back, these were mostly about her death and demons at first, but they quickly developed into ones about Sam. Were they no longer compatible because of how much they had both changed since 2005? Would he not want her as a memory of not being able to escape the hunting life for one that was normal? Had he met someone else, maybe a hunter that was way more badass than she could ever dream to be? Even the thought of him having met someone else and being ready to drop them for Jess made her feel sick to her stomach. Truly, she didn't know if it was worse to be the reason someone lost Sam or to look him in the eyes and see him choose another person over her. Azrael was by her side, but what if her reuniting with Sam meant something would come after her for leverage? Ultimately, all of these thoughts messed with her head enough to believe that leaving Sam in the dark about her resurrection would be what was best for both of them, so whenever she did go to The Crossroads, she made sure to message Cam or Teddy to see who had been around.

Season 12

Around two years after Azrael and Jessica had become friends, they were working on a case when they met Mick Davies. Mick had picked up hunting in the American fashion. He had not returned to the British Men of Letters compound after Renny's death because he knew they would kill him for breaking the code. He was a bit clumsy as a hunter, after being part of the brains of the operation of the British Men of Letters for so long, so Azrael and Jessica were already in town when he had gotten there. The man was rather terrified of getting caught, because he knew they would have other members on the case of finding him to make sure he met his demise. Azrael and Jessica took a liking to him and promised to help keep him safe. He wasn't very forthcoming with his story at first, but Jessica really couldn't blame him for that..

A few short days later, The Crossroads were burned to the ground as part of the British Men of Letter's attempt to kill all of the American Hunters since they were clearly not interested in falling in line with their wishes. Jess offered her support and assistance to Teddy and Cam, especially after she learned that Cam had narrowly escaped the fire. After a month of being on the road with Mick, Jessica was clued in to Teddy and Cam joining the resistance against the British Men of Letters compound alongside Sam Winchester. Azrael was made aware of the carnage that took place when it was all said and done. If the agents weren’t killed, they fled back to England. Doctor Hess was confirmed among the dead. It was at this time that Mick felt comfortable enough to use the key that he had to unlock all Men of Letters global bunkers.

As one of the top agents in research as The British Men of Letters and one of the first tasked with their crusade to get the American hunters reorganized, Mick knew where all of the American bunkers were located. He still had a copy of his file on all of the information on the defunct chapter that he had collected back in England. The trio settled in to the bunker in Missoula, Montana. Mick and Jessica developed a playful brother and sister like bond and they were starting to open up to each other more. Jess had told Mick about who she was and that she was resurrected and Mick had let her know that it seemed that Eileen Leahy and Sam had some sort of romantic bond at least starting to form last time that he saw him. This was something he quickly came to regret, because it only solidified Jessica’s decision to not tell Sam about her further. Mick had grown to like the Winchesters and would often try to prod Jessica into changing her mind, because he believed that Sam deserved to know that she was alive. Eileen had been killed before The Crossroads fire, but they were all unaware of this fact.

Season 13+

The tranquility of having a real home base only lasted for a few moments, however. A few weeks after settling in the Men of Letters bunker, Arthur Ketch picked the same bunker to regroup himself. He had found out from Doctor Hess before her death that she had gotten information on Mick from Crowley. He was paling around with an archangel, Azrael, the angel of death. Ketch was now completely separate from the organization himself because when they demanded he returned, he had instead started hunting under the alias Alexander. He had been resurrected after he was killed by the Winchesters because of his resurrection seal. It became apparent that the bunker was lived in and he quietly made his way to the garage and made some noise, attracting the attention of Azrael and Mick. Rather effortlessly, he lit a match and trapped Azrael in a ring of holy oil he had made.

When Mick rushed at him, Ketch rendered him unconscious and tied him up to watch the show. He then strapped Azrael to a chair, the straps etched with angel depowering and suppressing sigils. For a few moments, he considered killing both of them, but it didn’t really seem fitting. He wanted Mick to suffer for being a weak point in their plans against the Winchesters. He wanted Mick to remember how weak and powerless he really was as he simply couldn't follow the code and kill Eileen Leahy. Instead, he decided that archangel grace was something that could come in handy in a multitude of ways. For a few painstaking hours, he removed Azrael’s grace with grace extracting syringes. The rest of the grace was extracted through a cut to the throat into a vial. This was a very painful process and the tortured screams of Azrael were enough fuel for Mick to break free of the binds placed on him. The two men fought it out for nearly twenty minutes, leaving the bunker in a state of disrepair. Eventually, Mick lost the fight and Ketch left the bunker after telling Mick that he hoped he enjoyed the rest of his pathetic existence.

Jessica was not home this night because she had invited Cam to Missoula to blow off some steam from his hard work rebuilding The Crossroads from the ground up with the help of Charlotte Perrin's money. When she returned home midday from having lunch before seeing Cam off and a grocery run, she immediately knew something was wrong upon entering the garage of the bunker. The ring of soot left in the garage from the holy water trap was an obvious sign.

A tearful and frantic Jessica grabbed her phone from where it had been charging on silent having died the previous night while she was with Cameron. Tearful eyes saw a barrage of missed calls and texts from Mick. She called Cam to turn around and meet her there, terrified of what she was about to walk into. By this point he was already an hour away, but made it there in just under forty minutes. Guns drawn, they made her way inside the bunker, screaming for Azrael and Mick. The scene they were met with only further twisted her stomach as the bunker was in a complete state of disarray. Shattered glass, knocked over bookcases, and broken chairs were scattered everywhere.

A rather beaten up Mick left his bedroom to meet her, telling her to stop screaming because Azrael needed her rest. He did too, but he told Jess about all that had happened when she was gone. Mick had been too exhausted to drive them to the hospital and Azrael had insisted against it. He tried his best to patch them both up and had continued to call Jess to no avail. At this point, he demanded that Cam put his phone number in Mick's phone in case of emergencies. Distraught, Jess tried to pick up what she could of the bunker. Cam helped her while Mick worked on adding a secondary lock to the bunker’s entrances. Afterward, she examined her friends and changed the dressings on their wounds to make sure they were not being overly stubborn in their refusal to go to the hospital.

When Azrael and Mick both felt well enough to travel, they set their sights on the bunker in Roswell, New Mexico. This bunker became their primary place of residence, but they would stay at the Missoula bunker as well when they were more northern for cases, but the memories of Ketch's attack remained. Mick and Azrael got a lot closer in the time that Azrael was human and with a lot of goading form Jess, they eventually confessed their feelings for each other and began dating. What she hadn’t thought about was that she would become the third wheel. It didn’t bother her, most of the time, but sometimes it made her heart ache for Sam. Mick had since stopped pushing her toward telling Sam after a particularly large blow-up by Jess. Her visits to The Crossroads became a bit more frequent and eventually, she and Cam admitted to each other that they basically had been dating since the day after the attack on Azrael and Mick. More information about her relationship with Cam is detailed here.

The three remained a trio, hunting and taking time off between the two bunkers, both with secondary locking systems and more updated technology for nearly a year without incident. Mick and Jess helped Azzie adjust to a human life and they were all a little more cautious with the cases they took. During this time, Mick helped Jess learn how to document accurate information about the supernatural on a website for hunters, complete with the vast amount of information the British Men of Letters had compiled. However, this all came to an end when Dean Winchester himself knocked on the door to the Roswell bunker. He and Ketch had witnessed humans being lined up for slaughter by the angels in the apocalypse world and as a sign of good faith Ketch had given him Azrael’s grace and told him where to find her. The three were at the Missoula bunker at the time, but with the secondary lock, Dean was unable to get inside.

Jolted into action by the sound of banging on the door, Mick and Azzie answered it with their guns drawn. Jessica was about to join in investigating the disturbance when she heard Mick say Dean’s name. That made her run back to her room and quietly shut the door. Azrael was given back her grace and agreed to help fight in the apocalypse world, because the humans deserved peace from the onslaught of misery the angels were inflicting on that world. The mere thought of angels lining up humans for slaughter infuriated her. Mick agreed to help as well and they traveled back to the main bunker in Kansas. Jess on the other hand was completely torn on what to do, considering she had now kept her existence from Sam for over three years, nearing on four and she was likely bound to break both his heart and now Cameron Ambrose's. Eventually, she pushed her fears and guilt aside and joined in on this fight when apocalypse Michael was brought to their universe.

[movedtoazrahel]

@bleakfated sent a prayer : 🎲 gib mick a kiss

🎲 rolled #40 : an impulsive kiss ⸻ he was valid in every way to lecture her for putting her own well being at risk for him and jessica. let alone, go out and do a case on her own. hell, it was a local one but she took down that vampire without too much of a hassle. and of course, mick seemed to be more riled up about it the most. she continued walking as he trailed behind her and towards the kitchen of their bunker. her eyes glancing up a few times as he went on about how ridiculous it was and careless. finally, after she got a beer from the fridge, popped it open and took a big swig from the bottle, she sat it down and walked closer to him. of all the impulsive things she's done, this moment was by far the most blunt thing she's done in a long time. she closed the gap rather quickly between them, placing her hands at his jawline and pulling him to her. her lips pressed to his, allowing the kiss to last a few moments before she pulled away and gave him a pat on his chest. "i'm fine. i promise. and don't worry. i won't go taking on any monsters without you and jessica anymore."

[qapsiel]

                      "NO. DEAN PREFERS HIS CAR." It's a nice vehicle –– or maybe Castiel just got so used to it and the Winchesters that he has to call it nice to not incur Dean's wrath if he thinks anything less of Baby –– but it's also incredibly slow compared to Castiel's wings. The brothers are on their own hunt, though, so he and Mick don't have to pay any respect to old cars and can take the easy and quicker way to get to Washington, D.C. "I don't think every student was hot. It's currently only 44 Fahrenheit there." There's a pause in which Castiel remembers that the British use a different temperature scale. "Or 7 degrees Celsius. That is too cold to randomly drop your clothes." He closes the laptop and lifts his hand, forefinger outstretched. "Are you ready?"

mick raised his eyebrows when the angel stated that they would be flying. of course, that would be what angels were accustomed to and from what he could tell in all of their research on the winchesters, castiel had always kept himself a powerful ally of the two brothers. ❝ do you often fly with a passenger? ❞ unsure of how the experience would be, he was a tad hesitant to agree, though, he supposed it really couldn't be that bad, right? basically teleporting, less than four seconds of his life. his eyes narrowed slightly and his brow creased as he quickly scanned what he could see of the article about the college students. ❝ fifteen does make it seem rather unlikely that this is a 'hot for teacher' situation, hmm? though i am curious as to what the motive would be. ❞

[azrahelhasmoved]

♫ mick !!

𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙳  “ ♫ ”  𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 𝟹 - 𝟻 𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸 𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙾𝙲𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴𝚂 - selectively accepting! // @bleakfated

church - fall out boy

angel with a shotgun - the cab

rewrite the stars - anne marie & james arthur

message in a bottle - taylor swift

take me to church - hozier

[sinrahel]

@bleakfated : [ PUBLIC ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  somewhere  public. // huntercorp mickle

truthfully, when she was assigned to yet another case with the other agent, she was more than happy. ever since the first time they slept together, she had a constant glow to her. something that arthur ketch couldn't even begin to give her. everything with mick felt so right -- yet so wrong. despite his playboy mentality, she liked how he had broken her out of that good girl phase. the sex being so good each time. every since he had given her first orgasm, heidi had been hooked. the case was located in virginia, some catholic church had church members massacring their family members and they went to check it out. after talking to the priest, they waited around. leave up to mick for even mentioning an idea that of course, brought a little hesitation from the woman. but how could she turn it down? there was no way. instead, she took his hand, leading him to one of the many confessionals that the large church had. eyes glancing around to make sure the church hall was empty before tugging him inside. instantly, she pulled him into a deep kiss for a few moments before his lips moved to trail down her neck, peppering her light tanned skin. those kisses soon ended before mick dropped down to his knees, reaching up her dress and pulling her panties down to her ankles. hands rubbed up and down her legs and all heidi could do was watch with her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. he leaned forward, lips peppering her thighs before his hands moved to lift the bottom of her dress. " you drive me crazy, you know that?" she whispered before bracing her hands against the confessional wall. his tongue dipped in between her folds, brushing against her clit. , causing her to allow his name to slip passed her lips.

[lahzarus]

@bleakfated: mick wanted a kiss! ( 1/5 )

" you know , if you wanted me alone , you could have just told jessica instead of sneaking me off to the side just to . . . talk . " she chuckled , hand coming up to rest on his chest as her back pressed against the wall . dark eyes locked onto his before she leaned in , brushing her lips against his for a moment before smiling. " if i had my grace , we'd be doing this on the other side of the world. thinking . . . paris. " azrael leaned forward once again , this time deepening the kiss.