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Signal Boost Time!!! :D

It’s that time again people and a lot has changed since the last 1!!!  I’m now the proud member of not just this blog but 3 others but before I list those, I thought I’d go through fandoms and stuff I like and am already a part of so please like, reblog, ask/anon, or follow me if you’re into the following and I will definitely do the same for ya’ll in return:

- Supernatural

- Buffy/Angel

- Riverdale 

- Gravity Falls (Carved a Bill Cipher pumpkin last halloween if that strikes your fancy :P) - Steven Universe (Play some mean covers from the show on my guitar or the uke :P)

- Archer

- Bob’s Burgers

- Futurama

- Avatar the Last Airbender (Not a Korra fan sorry)

- Yugioh

- Pokemon

- Inuyasha

- Full Metal Alchemist

- Naruto

- Any Marvel/DC

- All Disney

- Harry Potter

- Hunger Games

And if you’re looking for other blogs to follow here are my other 3:

1. @therealimpala67: If you like Supernatural and fanfiction then you’ve come to the “write” place (get it haha I’m so proud of myself).  I mostly do imagine fics and strictly use this blog for writing purposes only (because I’m too stubborn and lazy to have to remember to post to my personal blog and fandom blogs blah blah blah).  I’m always taking requests/prompt ideas and enjoy feedback so hit me up. 

2. @bugheadbeliever113: Along the lines of my Supernatural blog if you like Riverdale and fanfiction, then you’ve come to the “write” place (I couldn’t help myself again haha).  I use this blog strictly for writing purposes only too (for the same reason mentioned above).  I absolutely love Bughead with a burning passion and am always taking requests/prompt ideas and am currently looking for people to RP Bughead with me so if any of these interest you hit me up.

3. @smellslikelibidotarians: Okay so this 1 is drastically different than my other blogs because the username is exactly what it looks and sounds like.  This is “sex” or “porn” blog and by that I just post sexy gifs and what not nothing of me whatsoever so if you like that kind of thing too hit me up.

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Stand By You

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by therealimpala67 (TopOffYourHat)

(Song Fic: "Stand By You" Rachel Platten) Imagine finding out Castiel is Lucifer’s new vessel…

Words: 3060, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Castiel, Lucifer (Supernatural), Original Female Character(s)

Relationships: Castiel (Supernatural)/Original Female Character(s)

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2rxNKJB

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Hung Up

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by therealimpala67 (TopOffYourHat)

Crowley calling Dean to talk to him about some business but then hears your voice in the background...

Words: 2639, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Dean Winchester, Crowley (Supernatural), Original Female Character(s)

Relationships: Dean Winchester/Original Female Character(s)

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2rxPVNn

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Back at it!!! 😀

After a long hiatus, I’m happy to announce that I’m back in the game and I’ll be posting a new deanxreader fic tonight and am currently taking requests and prompts so please send some to me!!!  I love and miss all of you so fucking much and after everything that’s been going on, I need to channel my feelings through a creative outlet and what better way than writing again!!!  I’m done making excuses for myself and empty ended promises to all of you in regards to writing deadlines so I’ll do my best to write whenever I can and understand that it may take awhile because life, writer’s block, and also writing for other fandoms!!!  Anywho can’t wait for you all to read the fic!!!  It’s long and smutty, a real doozy!!! 😘

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100 Notes for Tequila?! 😍😍😍

You guys are absolutely amazing!!! Seriously like round of applause for all of you thank you so much!!! You are the reason I do this and why I love writing!!! I'm so glad everyone is enjoying the new fic and can't wait to put more material out!!! Also remember to check out my other fics if you haven't already and if you have prompt/request ideas, please don't be afraid and feel free to send them to me and I swear I'll get to them in a timely matter!!! I love you all so much and in honor of the success I'm gonna go take a shot of tequila so here's to all of you lovelies!!! ❤❤❤

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Hung Up

A/N: Hey guys it’s been for freaking ever in a day!!!  I’m so sorry about not updating in literally a god damn year as many excuses as I have I can’t using them as an excuses!!!  Anywho I’ve been working on this fic for over a year and every chance I got to write, I always had to stuff to do, I was tiree, or I got writer’s block (which is fucking annoying by the way). I dont know why I finally got my groove back tonight of all nights but I had to take advantage of it because I was on a roll and had to stay up to finish it.  I really am proud of this 1 and while I miss writing smut (I promise I’ll do a smutty fic next) I just loved the prompt and thought it writing it through Crowley’s pov would be fucking hysterical!!!  So here ya go peeps!!!  Hope you enjoy and please, please, PLEASE, feel free to give me feedback of any kind because we all know I need it!!!  I love you guys so much and am glad to be back!!!  :D

Here’s the prompt: Prompt:  Crowley calling Dean to talk to him about some business but then hears your voice in the background. 

8 hours, 8 fucking hours you’ve been attempting to get in touch with them now and by them you mean, those bloody Winchesters.  All of hell knew that you were practically besties, let’s face it.  You were constantly working together and while you have your moments: fighting and almost killing each other because of the whole Heaven, Hell, Winchester feud, you’ve definitely grown to hate them a little less, even though you didn’t want to admit it; however, this doesn’t excuse their actions; I mean, honestly, how hard was it to answer the damn phone?!  You kind of expected this type of move from Moose, considering his girly haired head was always shoved in a book but not from Squirrel, you have each other on speed dial after Demon Dean days and you were feeling a wee bit fed up by their lack of attentiveness.  You could only angrily pace around hell’s premises and take your anger out on your henchmen for so long before waiting for a response.  You felt like a bloody school girl waiting for the boy next door to ask you out.  You decided to check and see if your daughter Y/N was home in the meantime, you haven’t heard much from her lately and she always knew how to take your mind off of these things.  You walked down the corridor to her room, knocking on the door.  No answer.  Strange.  You knocked again a little more impatiently this time.  She couldn’t have snuck out, she knows better than to disobey your rules.  Finally you decided to force the door open, you’ll replace it later, and realized that your precious angel wasn’t there!  

You were steaming at this point now trying to get in touch with her and just like those damn Winchesters, no fucking answer!  Why the hell is it so damn hard to answer a bloody phone call?!  Do people not know who you are, yet alone what you’re capable of?!  Just as you were about to start a manhunt for your little girl, your phone beeped.  You immediately swiped left and discovered a text from Y/N:

“Stayed over at Grannie’s.  Will be home later tonight for dinner, love you!” You knew you raised her right and while you’re relieved knowing where she’s at, you always questioned why she loves her grandmother so much.  Even though you hated your mother for not being the mum you always needed growing up, at least she was able to be for your daughter.  When she first found out about Y/N, she was definitely stunned to say the least saying she never expected her little Fergus to successfully procreate and despite knowing your mother abandoned you and her history with the Coven, Y/N made quite the impression and just as you first fell for her, so did your mother, who had a lot of lost time to make up for.  While you both had different parenting views over your daughter, Y/N always made it very clear that you were a family and that it was high time you started acting like one so you both put aside your grudges for her, at least while she was there.  You left her room walking back to your throne room when your phone started buzzing.  

Would you look at that: Dean Winchester, it was about bloody time!  You exhaled loudly as you clicked the answer button preparing for the inevitable conversation. 

“Only 9 hours late, Squirrel.  Were you busy stocking up on nuts for the winter,” you taunted.

“Ya know some of us need this thing called sleep, I don’t know if you’ve heard of it before,” Dean groggily remarked.

“I don’t care if you’re on your bloody death bed, you answer when I damn well call,” you hissed throwing a wine glass shattering it against the brick wall.  Your guards awkwardly stared before quickly showing themselves out, smart.

“Yes dear,” Dean sarcastically rebuttled.

“Don’t sass me,” you growled, “That’s Moose’s job and you are well aware that it’s around noon.”

“And,” Dean yawned as he got up and put on his robe leaving his room. “And normal humans like yourself are up around this time doing something somewhat more counter productive than laying around,” you lectured.

“Look I had a late night last night,” Dean sighed as he walked into the kitchen and started making coffee, “So please spare me the lecture.”

“The point is I’ve been calling you and Moose the past 9 hours straight to no avail until now when you suddenly decide to be available to your own liking not mine and if it obviously wasn’t important,” you started.

“God damn it then Crowley, get to the god damn point,” Dean barked slamming his fist roughly on the counter accidentally causing a coffee mug to slide off and shatter on the floor, “Son of a bitch!”

“You know, I don’t like your attitude Winchester,” you stated very matter of factly while Dean was trying to clean up the mess from the shattered coffee cup, “All I’m trying to do is relay some important information that could potentially help you and Moose stop Amara and this is what I get?  I’m going to make this very quick and hope that your acorn sized brain can understand everything…”

“Yea yea yea,” Dean ignored before hearing footsteps approaching the kitchen, “Hey give me a sec.  Sammy just found a case,” he halted you before you could continue and quickly hit the mute button and put his phone in his robe pocket.   You have got to be bloody kidding me.  Doesn’t he know by know that nobody puts the King of Hell on hold?  You’re not their booty call and the fact that he’s treating you as such infuriates you even more.  You sigh in frustration angrily drumming your fingers against the arm of your throne hoping that he makes it quick because you’re a very busy man with a kingdom to rule.

“Hey is everything alright,” a feminine voice asked in concern.  

Didn’t he mute you and as much as you joke about Moose’s girlishness that voice sounds way to feminine to be Moose.  Very strange indeed but you proceeded to listen in since you had the opportunity.

“Just a broken coffee mug, everything’s fine.  Sorry baby I didn’t mean to wake you up,” Dean apologized before the woman wrapped her arms around his neck.

Baby?  That’s what he meant by late night, he brought home some hussy and showed her his “family business.”  Repulsed by the thought you shook your head in disgust while trying to remain as quiet as possible to continue your eavesdropping.

“Don’t worry about it,” she smiled as she started pressing light kisses along his neckline, “I’ve woken up to way worse, trust me and I’m just glad you’re okay.  Are you hurt anywhere,” she asked checking up and down to see if there were any cuts on Dean’s body. “Not at all and you know I’m tough,” he chuckled before nibbling gently on your earlobe as she sighed in pleasure, “Although I don’t mind playing doctor again,” he winked as he squeezed your breasts in his hands as she moaned and threw her head back..

You rolled your eyes, he’s like a horny teenage boy trying to get into some girl’s pants with cheesy one liners.  

“Just call me Dr. Sexy,” she grinned as she untied his robe, “And based off of that phone call, you sound pretty stressed so I’m ordering you to bed rest for the rest of the day,” you trailed your fingers all the way down his chest stopping right above his package. 

There was something familiar about this woman’s voice and you just couldn’t put your finger on it.  Maybe because it was so muffled and couldn’t hear much of what she was saying but you were kind of curious as to who this mystery woman was that has Squirrel so wrapped around her finger. 

 Dean bit back a moan and and wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you closer, “Oh sweetheart, as much as I’d like that Crowley has some news about possibly stopping Amara.”

“Psh yea right,” she scoffed while scratching her nails down his back, “He’s just telling you that in hopes that you could do his dirty work for him and he can take all the credit.  Believe me, I know how my dad works.”

“Very true the fact that he still hasn’t caught onto us yet is pretty fucking hysterical if you ask me,” Dean grinned as he squeezed your breasts in his hands as she moaned and threw her head back.

Who hasn’t caught onto what yet?  You suddenly had a very bad feeling about eavesdropping onto this conversation.

“I told him I was staying with Grannie Rowena and he fell for it hook, line, and sinker,” she giggled as Dean slid his hands down her hips resting on her clothed pussy, “Daddy’s overbearingly overprotective but he’s also very gullible.  The only way he’d ever find out about us is if he overheard us or saw us which I doubt will ever happen.”

That better not be who you bloody think it is.  You’ve never prayed a day in life up until this moment but for the love of Chuck please don’t be…

“Hey Y/N,” Dean smirked wiggling his eyebrows at you while slamming your back against the fridge as you gasped at the roughness, “Who’s your daddy?” 

Oh.  Hell.  No.  

Dean was suddenly thrown against the wall and being beat in face repeatedly.

“Y/N,” Dean yelled between each punch, “What the hell is going on?!  So my joke went a little far but is it worth trying to fucking kill me?!”

“Are you bloody serious right now,” she yelled in disgust as she kept slamming her fist into his face, “Out of all the people you decide to boink right now you choose my fucking daughter you bloody cocksucker,” her eyes flashed red.

“Oh fuck,” Dean gasped in realization, “Crowley.”

“Damn right it’s me in here,” you spoke through her vessel.

“Crowley this has gone too fucking far man,” Dean projected.

“This has gone too fucking far,” you scoffed in disbelief, “You’re seriously going to accuse me of going too far when you’ve been sleeping with my god damn daughter?!”

“Look Crowley I can explain,” Dean started before you grabbed him by the throat lifting him up so his feet were dangling.

“Explain what,” you hissed, “That you’re using my little girl for your own sick, twisted pleasure?!  I know you Dean Winchester, I know your type, I know your life.  You’re just a play boy looking for a new toy until you get tired of it and toss it aside like trash!  Your life never allows for settling down, yet alone happy endings, look at your bloody family and the rest of your loved ones you let die!”

 “Don’t you dare speak for her,” Dean coughed out his face starting to turn purple, “She’s an adult Crowley and can make her own decisions, including who she wants to be with!  Let her out to speak for herself and we’ll talk this out!”

“Like hell we will,” you spat out in rage, “She’s my little girl Dean!  If you think for one second I’m going to let you use or hurt her you’ve got another thing coming!  I’m not letting you put her in more danger than she’s already in being my daughter and if that means staying in her vessel the rest of time I damn well will!”

“Well I’m not going to let you use her and destroy her fucking life just because I’m in love with her,” Dean professed.  A tear slid down her face and her grip slowly loosened as Dean fell onto the floor gasping for breaths.  You felt her fighting back for control as you increased your restrains. 

 “I’m in love with your daughter.  I know I’m not worthy of her; hell, I don’t come fucking close but she’s the greatest woman I’ve ever met and the best thing that’s ever happened to me!   Look I get it, she’s your little girl and I have no idea what that’s like but I would do absolutely anything for her: die, go back to hell or purgatory, lose my soul, face you, you name it!  I just want what’s best for her and for her to be happy whether it’s with or without me and even though I’m scared outta my fucking mind I’ve never wanted something so much in my entire life!  So don’t think for one second I’ll ever stop loving her, because I won’t so please just let her out.”

God damn it.  He gave a fucking romantic speech and everything and you can feel your daughter coming undone.  It was only a matter of seconds before she broke free of your control.  You quickly fled her vessel and quickly transferred back to yours and poofed back into the bunker.

“Dean is what all you said true,” she asked still in complete and utter shock over his confession.

“Meant every damn word,” he confessed as she looked over towards you. “Y/N, darling,” you started.

“Don’t,” you stopped him, “I’m talking now.  I really should hate your guts your taking advantage of me like that.”

You looked down.  This was the moment you were always afraid of: the one where you pushed your one and only daughter away.

“But I won’t,” she sighed, “ Look daddy I know that you’re just looking out for me but I’m a grown woman and can take care of myself now and just because I’m growing up doesn’t mean I’m not your little girl anymore and that I won’t need you anymore.  I love him so much daddy.  Will you please give him a chance?”

“You’re not little mermaiding me right now.  I don’t want you dating a bloody Winchester and that’s final,” you order before she looks up at, “Don’t you dare give me the hell hound eyes.”

“Please daddy, for me,” she begs.

You’ve always been the one to give your little girl any and every thing she’s ever wanted and even though the thought of Squirrel being romantically with your daughter completely and utterly disgusts you…

“Fine,” you admit begrudgingly under your breath.

“What was that,” she grins, “I couldn’t hear you under your complete and utter defeat.”

 “Don’t make repeat myself Y/N,” you counter back as you walk over to Dean, “I will be doing routinely visits to see if you’re treating her to my liking.  Oh and if you hurt her in anyway shape or form Squirrel I swear Amara and Lucifer will be the least of your worries,” you quietly threatened before looking over at your daughter, “I expect you at dinner tonight.”

“Wouldn’t miss it,” she smiles as she walks over to you and gives you a hug, “I love you daddy, thank you for everything.” Normally you would show more affection around your daughter but you had to keep your King of Hell persona up.

“See you at home,” you departed and poofed back to your lair.

“So that was a thing,” Dean stated uncomfortably.

“Yep,” she sighed in relief as she walked over to him and gently caressed his face with her hand, “Man he really got you good.”

“Don’t remind me,” he winced, “You have a killer left hook by the way.”

“Like father like daughter,” you grinned as you grabbed him by the hand leading him to his bedroom, 

“Come on let’s get these patched up, daddy.”

“Oh I’ll show you who’s your daddy baby girl,”Dean smirked as he shuts the door and pushes you onto the bed.

“Hey guys what did I miss OH SWEET CHUCK!” 

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Back in Business!!! :D

Hiya peeps!!! I’m officially excited to announce that this blog is back up and running which means I’m taking requests and prompts again so please feel free to send some and I promise I’ll do my best to finish them within an appropriate time frame!!! I’m so happy to be back on the ol grind and writing board!!! Love you guys so much and can’t wait for more!!! :D

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Yo Team Intoxicated members, where you at?!

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Ah babes I’m so freaking sorry!!! :(

I can't even begin apologizing enough for not getting those fics done, ugh!!!  Between work, finals, and prepping everything for astl this weekend, it’s all kicking my ass and I will fucking find some time to write someway somehow if it’s the last thing I do!!! 

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So this is what’s been going on and 21 followers?! :D

Hey guys how’s it going?  1st of all I wanted to apologize for the delay.  Between work, school, boyfriend, dog, family and friends, me time, home improvement, dieting and working out, and getting ready for astl, life has been keeping me pretty busy.  2nd of all, I wanted to thank you all for everything.  All the love and support doesn’t go unrecognized or under appreciated.  It means the absolute world to me to me that you enjoy me and my writing and am just so honored to be a part of this amazing family.  I’m actually working on a fic right now and hoping it will be finished by the end of the week and maybe, if I’m lucky, I could knock out another 1 by the end of the weekend (for me to successfully write I need to be total solitude and silence and that’s a luxury nowadays).  I just wanted to give everyone a quick update and to send you my love and thanks for being your amazing selves and also 21 followers, are you freaking kidding me?!  I know it’s not a lot but you guys are too much and I love y’all to pieces!!! !!!  Let’s keep this going please and keep being supernatural!!! :D

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Back on the Grid and 15 Followers?! :D

Hello guys and thank you so much for all the support!!!  You da best and I absolutely love it!!!  To those who don’t me well yet, if you love Supernatural and you love fanfictions/imagines: this is the place to be!!!  Please check out my works: I’ve Had the Time of My Life (deanxreader), What Can I Do For You (samxreader), and my recent Stand By You (casxreader)!!!  Let’s do this!!! :D

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Stand By You

A/N: Hey guys!!!  I’m so sorry about the wait, life has kept me busy and every chance I got to update I’d get writer’s block but I’ve been writing the past 3 days and am so excited to share this with you!!!  I got inspired by one of the episodes in season 11 called the Vessel (so spoilers to those that haven’t seen it) and also by the Rachel Platten’s Stand By You (obsessed with this song don’t even get me started).  Anywho here’s the prompt:

“(Song: Stand By You by Rachel Platten) Imagine finding out Castiel is Lucifer’s new vessel…”

“Even if we can’t find heaven, heaven, heaven, heaven, heaven, heaven…”

You feel the jack burn only slightly going down your throat as you slam your finished drink on the table.  You look up from the book you’re currently reading, glancing over at the clock.  It read 7:18, meaning only 28 minutes have passed since your almighty, angel boyfriend, Castiel, teleported Dean back to the year 1944 in order to retrieve the hand of God, which supposedly has enough power to help get rid of your biggest threat right now: Amara.  While Dean was off playing war hero, the rest of you were stuck in the bunker researching and trying to figure out a way to reteleport him back since Cas and his powers were warded off by the ship.  You were definitely shocked to say the least that he willingly agreed to go through with this plan despite of all the risks, complications, and the consequences it could potentially have on not only the space time continuum, but all of humanity as well.  It honestly wasn’t like him to disregard stuff like this, even if it was for the greater good and now that you’re thinking about it, he’s been acting strangely ever since coming back from the cage with Sam and Dean; I mean, sure it affected all of you, it was Lucifer after all but you didn’t think it was bad enough to the point where it got through to him.  

This is the first time you’ve gotten to see him in a long while which was very unusual for you because you both were practically inseparable from one another.  Normally he’s so sensitive and caring of those around him and is always right there when you need him, but lately he’s been pretty permissive and distant.  He’s stopped sending you souvenirs from all his travels, he hasn’t spent the night at the bunker in weeks, and worst of all you haven’t gotten to go to your spot in what feels like ages.  Every day regardless of any thing or reason, Castiel would pick you up and take you to your spot.  When he first told you about it and how nothing would stop him or you from going, you thought it was too good to be true, but he proved you wrong each and every time and always found a way to make it happen just for you.  When you got there, you’d just sit and talk about absolutely anything and everything.  From cases and research you were working on with Sam and Dean to what he’s seen in his travels, even new shows to watch together on netflix, but what you loved most of all is when he’d sing to you.  It was always the same song but it just meant so much to you each time he sang it: it made you feel safe, wanted, and most importantly happy, which is something you hadn’t felt in a long time since becoming a hunter until the moment he came into your life.

“Hands, put your empty hands in mine and scars, show me all the scars you hide and hey, if your wings are broken, please take mine so yours can open, too cause I’m gonna stand by you…”

From the way he sang each note, to how he emphasized every word, to how he looked at you and held your hands in his, you honestly felt unworthy to be near his angelic presence.  There’s nothing else quite like it or anyone that could make you feel the way he does which is why this is hurting you so much right now but you were suddenly yanked out of your day dreaming.

“You’re not strong enough Cas, you could get hurt,” Sam stated worriedly.

“My strength may surprise you,” the angel countered back.

“It doesn’t matter,” Sam argued, “It’s too dangerous and we can’t afford to take the risk!”

“What’s going on,” you asked while assessing the situation at hand.

“Cas wants to perform an ancient spell to get Dean back,” Sam argued, “But it involves using powers that are beyond his control and we honestly have no idea what could happen!”

“What?!”

“I don’t understand what the big deal is Y/N,” Cas states matter of factly, “This can help us bring Dean back and possibly get rid of Amara.”

“But at what cost?!  Your grace or your life?!  It’s not worth it,” you voice your concern.

“That’s not up for you to decide Y/N,” Cas barks at her, “This is my choice and could be our only shot at getting rid of the Darkness so how about you make yourself useful and start thinking with your head instead of your heart,” you couldn’t help but lose it as you ran to your room and collapsed on your bed, letting everything out.  

“Oh, tears make kaleidoscopes in your eyes and hurt, I know you’re hurting, but so am I…”

You heard a knock on your door.

“Y/N,” you looked up from your pillow towards the door, “Y/N it’s me.  Open the door,” Cas paused before begging, “Please,” you get up and let him.  He pulls you into his arms in a loving embrace.  

“And, love, if your wings are broken, borrow mine til yours can open, too cause I’m gonna stand by you.  Even if we’re breaking down, we can find a way to break through.  Even if we can’t find heaven, I’ll walk through hell with you; love, you’re not alone, ‘cause I’m gonna stand by you…”

“I’m so sorry Y/N,” he apologized, “I never meant for it to come out like that.”

“It’s okay,” you smiled as you held him tighter, “You’re here and that’s all that matters.”

“Yeah, you’re all I never knew I needed and the heart, sometimes it’s unclear why it’s beating and love if your wings are broken, we can brave through those emotions too cause I’m gonna stand by you…”

“I’ve missed you so Y/N,” he confessed as his fingers start running through your hair.

“I’ve missed you too Cas,” you sighed deeply as you relish in the fact that he’s here now.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you while I was gone,” he admitted while slowly moving his hands to rest on your hips.

“Really,” you ask.

“More than anything,” he gazes lovingly at you.  No you weren’t going to let yourself get lost in those ocean blue eyes and pretend like none of this happened.  You needed to talk about this.  

“Do you have any idea how worried sick I’ve been about you,” you start.

“Y/N…”

“No contact of any kind,” you interrupt him, “Cas I’ve never felt so vulnerable or scared in my entire life, I thought I lost you,” you felt your eyes start to water.  Don’t you dare cry.  Not now, not like this.  You tried to turn away from him but he grabbed you by your chin, tilting up towards him, and started wiping your tears with his thumb.

“Well I’m here now and am not going anywhere,” Cas promised as he slammed his lips on yours.  You sighed happily, melting into the kiss and responded back almost immediately as he slams you up against the wall.  You gasped as you felt his hardened member pressed against your inner thigh.  You feel your face start to flush as you revel in the fact that he’s so close to you.  You’ve never been this intimate with each other before so it’s definitely a rush to say the least.  You were a virgin for christ’s sake and it’s not like you haven’t thought about it with him before but Cas didn’t want to hurt you or pressure you until you were absolutely ready.  He showered your neck with kisses and kneeded your breasts in his hands.  You couldn’t help but let a moan escape from your lips as you let the lord do his work.  He stopped what he was doing and stared at you, his eyes hooded with lust.

“Keep that up and we won’t be able to make it to the bed,” he growled and your eyes widened at his words.  Castiel never talked to you like this.  He was always so proper and a complete gentlemen, as if you were a fragile flower which of course you aren’t but you couldn’t stop yourself as you were getting lost in the heat of the moment.

“Everything alright angel face,” he asked while nibbling on your earlobe.  Angel Face?  He was never one for pet names.  There was definitely something up…

“Lucifer…”

“Oh truth; I guess, truth is what you believe in and faith, I think faith is having a reason…”

“In the flesh,” he whispered in your ear as you quickly pushed him off you and booked it out of your room.

“Sam!  Dean,” you scream relieved to see the both of them.

“Y/N is everything okay,” Sam questioned.

“What’s going on,” Dean interrogated as Cas comes storming in.

“Guys, that’s not Cas,” you yelled as the brothers looked over towards him in disbelief as he takes in a breath.

“Cat’s out,” Castiel interrupted as he throws Dean over the table hitting his head on the wall.

“Dean,” you and Sam cry out.

Castiel pretends like he’s boxing and grins maliciously, “This whole deep cover thing, it just wasn’t terribly well thought out.  Donning this Cas mask: this grim face of angelic constipation, it’s just ugh.”  

So many questions were going through your mind right now trying to figure out as to what, how, or why this happened as he started circling around all of you, “I thought you were insufferable as mortal enemies, but working with you?  That’s the soul crusher,” he spat as Dean tried to break free before Cas slammed him back against the wall while grabbing the hand of god, “And don’t even get me started on you sweet cheeks,” he pointed at you, “Y/N this, Y/N that,” he mocked, “If it were up to me I would’ve snapped your neck ages ago just like I did with that old, ginger witch.”  Rowena?  He killed Rowena?  She may have been your enemy but she didn’t deserve to die by Lucifer’s hands.  You couldn’t help but be completely and utterly terrified; I mean, the mere sight and presence of him alone had you trembling in your boots not only because it’s the devil, but he’s currently sporting your boyfriend’s meat suit.

Sam winces as he stabs his hand with a blade.  Blood trickles down his wrist, “Sam what in the damn hell are you doing,” you hiss under your breath before he immediately shushes and begins drawing something on the wall, “Cover me,” Sam mouths as he continues drawing while trying to be unnoticed by Casifer.

“Why the faces,” Cas puzzled, “We should be cheering.  We have a common enemy and with this,” Cas unwraps the cloth covering the hand of god, “She will be no problem; I mean, I will have killed you all by then; but still, come on,” he tries reasoning as he grips the sacred item in his palm preparing for total domination  

“No,” you whisper as you all await in anticipation for what may be the end of everything.

“And I know now, love, if your wings are broken, borrow mine ‘til yours can open, too cause I’m gonna stand by you…”

It’s kicked,” Casifer growled in frustration while the rest of you sigh in relief.  Kicked?  There’s no freaking way an item that possesses the powers of god himself could be fried.  You looked over towards Dean who was sporting a shit eater’s grin.

“Well who’d of thought the hand of god would turn out to be a one hitter,” Dean joked as Casifer slams the now worthless item on the table while letting the cloth fall on the floor as he marched over to Dean getting ready to make his kill until…

“No,” you yelled while attempting to grab a hold of him and trap him in place but he instantly flips you over slamming you on the ground and grabs you by your neck lifting you up in the air.

“Y/N,” the boys cry out.

“Did you really think that was going to work on me?  How cute.  Excuse my language but I’m the devil for christ’s sake, and just like the big man, I know all,” Casifer teased, “It’s always you three ya know?  Saving people, hunting things, the family business which sounds great in theory but is actually kind of a mess in practice; I mean, just ask all those people you’ve saved: oh wait,” he grinned spitefully while you and Dean squirmed in his grasp as Sam continued drawing, “Well, I would just like to say that I’m getting a little fed up with you guys always crashing my parties.  First the apocalypse, then trapping me in that cage, and now this?!

“Castiel,” you begged, “Stop, please…”

“And to think your little guardian angel chose this.  He wanted to make with a deal with me, he wanted to be my new vessel, and now he knows that with my help, not yours, we can get rid of the Darkness,” he smirked.

“No…”  

“He’s gone now just accept it,” Casifer despitefully assured, “He dug his own grave and now he’s laying in it like the worthless, expendable, scum of an angel he really is-”  

You kick him square in the face breaking his jaw.  He pauses for a moment and snaps his jaw back into place before he starts to choke you, “Closing time, every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end,” he sang.  Singing…That’s it!

“I’ll be your eyes til yours can shine and I’ll be your arms, I’ll be your steady satellite and when you can’t rise; well, I’ll crawl with you on hands and knees cause I…”

“I-I’m gonna stand b-by you,” you struggle to get out the notes but you noticed him tense up so you keep going, “Even  if we’re breaking d-down, we can find a way to break through.”

Holy shit it’s working!  You can feel him loosening his grip around your neck, “Even if we can’t find heaven, I’ll walk through hell with you,” he releases you and Dean from his grasp as you both fall to floor.  You slowly try to get up but wince in pain and just as your about to fall back down he catches you!

He’s holding you in his arms while you grab a hold his hands and gaze into his eyes, “Love you’re not alone,” you serenaded and the brothers couldn’t help but watch marveling at the fact that your singing was breaking through to him.

“Y/N,” Castiel called out to you.

“Castiel,” you couldn’t stop the tears from falling as you wrapped your arms around his neck embracing him tightly.

“Y/N,” he barely choked out before dropping you on the ground gripping his temples and wincing in pain.

“Don’t you let him win Castiel,” you encourage him, “You’re stronger than him!  You can fight this!”

“Y/N…”

“You can do this.  I believe in you,” you continue encouraging.

“H-he’s too powerful!  I can’t c-control him much longer,” Castiel warned.

“Well I’m not going to let myself lose you.  Not again,” you declare as you tried to grab him and pull him into your arms but  he pushed you away.

“It’s too late,” he yields.

“It’s never too late,” you protest as you hold him in your arms, “We can save you!  We can help you get through this!  Just please, for the love of god Castiel, don’t do this!  I can’t live my life without you!”  He presses his lips against yours passionately.  

You kiss back trying to make it last forever but he pulls away, “I love you Y/N,” he professes.

“I love you too Cas,” you profess back, “Please don’t go.”

“It’s too late,” Casifer smirks as he pulls out his angel blade getting ready to stab you but Sam finishes drawing, slamming his hand on the now finished sigal just as the blade barely grazes your neck and Casifer screams before disappearing in thin air.  Dean and Sam exhaled, shocked and relieved that you all escaped with your lives while you just stood there letting it all sink in.

“I told him I was gonna stand by him,” you whispered.

“Y/N…”

“God damn it,” the boys winced as you screamed grabbing a nearby vase and chucked it against the wall, letting all the shattered pieces scatter across the floor.  You stared at it for a long time before you eventually collapsed down on the floor.  You couldn’t hold back any longer and just let yourself fall apart at the seams.  The boys immediately rushed over to comfort you as you broke down in front them.  They’ve never seen you sob and pour your heart out in front of them before which really made it hurt them so much more.  Some time passed and Dean picked up your unconscious body, carried you to your room, and tucked you into bed before meeting Sam out on the docks behind the bunker.

“So what do we do,” Sam asked turning to his brother hoping for some helpful advice, “Cas is mia and…”

“What else,” Dean scoffed, “We hunt Lucifer, trap the bastard, and save Cas.”

“Okay but what about Y/N?  I’ve never seen H/H so vulnerable before,” Sam looked down.

“Yea I know,” Dean sighed dejectedly, “There’s not a whole lot we can do for Y/N right now.  It’s H/H battle to fight and it’s just gonna take some time.”

“And you think Y/N is gonna be on board with this little plan,” Sam asked.

“Hell yes I am,” you walked towards them with your blanket wrapped around you.

“Y/N,” Sam exclaimed.

“I told you to stay in bed,” Dean hollered.

“And I told you to shut your piehole,” you rebuttled, “But I guess not everybody listens.”

“Look the point is you’re mentally and physically exhausted and-”

“It can wait,” you interrupted.

“Even if we can’t find heaven, heaven, heaven…”

“Why’s that,” Sam asked obviously amused.

“Because I’m not going back on my word.”

“Yeah, I’m gonna stand by you…”

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In Honor of Valentine's Day...

I’m taking and accepting any supernatural fic requests and prompts so hit me with your best shot lovelies!!! Don’t forget to check out my other fics I’ve Had the Time Of My Life and What Can I Do For You and have a Happy Valentine’s Day, Single Awareness Day, or however you choose to celebrate whether it’s with your significant other, friends, or hell by yourselves!!! :D

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Supernatural Fanfiction Blog Taking Fic Requests and Prompts!!! :)

Have had a few drinks, am in good mood, and am taking fic requests and prompts!!! Please like, reblog, follow, spread the word, and read my fics I’ve Had the Time of My Life and What Can I Do For You!!! Would love to start writing for you guys!!! :D