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Castiel x reader, where she is the youngest Winchester and they keep their relationship secret till one day, they think Dean and Sam left but they’re really spying on them.

Slightly different from the request but same premise. I never get Cas imagines usually only Dean and a few Sam so this was fun.

“So.. I think we have to go speak to the store manager again, he’s holding something back” Sam spoke to you, your brother Dean and Cas as you all sat around the motel room. You had been working a case together in Texas, and reaching a whole bunch of dead ends.

“Good plan. y/n? Cas? You coming?” Dean asked.

“No I think me and Cas should hang back, do some more research at home.” You looked over at Cas who was sitting on the edge of the bed, giving him a mischievous smirk that neither of your brothers could see.

Within 5 minutes the boys had changed into their suits and left the apartment. As soon as the door closed behind them, you left your post at the kitchen table and walked towards Cas. His face lit up with a smile as he saw you jump towards the bed, landing on your back while pulling him down by the arm. You both rolled over to face each other. Cas placed a gentle hand on your face, tucking a lose piece of hair behind your ear.

“How long will they be gone?” He asked

“Long enough” You replied before sloppily crashing your lips into Castiel’s and began to pull his coat off him.

Sam and Dean were driving down the road at Dean’s usual, way-over-speed-limit speed, when he suddenly slammed on the breaks.

“Whats wrong?” Sam asked as he sat back in his chair after he was jolted forward by Deans questionable choice to floor the breaks when going 90mph.

“I forgot my phone. Better go back in case we get split up”

“Dude you gave me whiplash because you forgot your phone?” Sam yelled.

“Buckle up next time Sammy” Dean laughed at his brother, before speeding off in the other direction back towards the motel.

They got out of the impala and walked towards the door, Sam was about to open it when Dean stopped him.

“Listen” he held his hand up in front of Sam to stop him walking any further. When they heard the sex noises coming from the room, they both gagged, and started to walk away, knowing it was their baby sister in there. That was until they heard you scream your partners name.

“Cas!” You moaned on the other side of the motel wall.

“Cas!?” Dean yelled, body filling with rage as he kicked the door down.

You scrambled up off the angel when you heard the door coming down, and screamed when your brother walked in. Cas pulled his boxer shorts up quickly and jumped off the bed. Dean charged towards Cas, reaching for his gun in the back of his trousers and started squaring up to him. Cas kept backing up until he couldn’t reverse anymore and he crashed into the kitchen table where Dean grabbed his face.

“Get off!” You screamed at your brother, you looked at Sam for help who was still standing in the doorway in shock. Dean let go of Cas’ face and punched him despite your yelling to leave him alone. Dean started yelling at him, telling him he was an animal, a predator. Cas stood there and took it, until Dean grabbed the angel blade out of his blazer pocket. Something in Cas must’ve snapped, because all of a sudden Dean was pined up on the kitchen wall unable to move. Cas walked towards your oldest brother and looked him in the eyes.

“You don’t get to barge in here like a neanderthal and dictate who she can be with.” Cas spoke sternly, Dean tried to open his mouth to defend himself but Cas silenced him.

“We love each other. And neither of you will come between that” he pointed at both brothers. “Now get back to your case.” Cas let Dean down and after a few more threats from Dean they left again, and Cas sat back down on the bed where you were sitting.

“God that was horrible. I wish they didn’t find out this way” You sighed, Cas put his arm around you and pulled you into a cuddle.

“Sorry if I was too harsh on them” Cas apologised.

“No I know what Dean is like, he needed that” You laughed. “Plus watching you get all angry and take control like that was all kinds of hot” You smirked. Cas rolled over onto his side whilst pushing you on your back and began picking up where you had just left off.

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@supernatural---imagines

Tue, 17 Dec 2019 20:22:24

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@lookprettyliveclassyplaydirty

Sun, 29 May 2016 16:59:15

This went in an odd direction, it’s kinda cracky but it’s funny. It’s inspiration was this one scene in Grey’s Anatomy where Christina gets drunk

Imagine: You go out drinking with Dean and get absolutely hammered. Later Sam has to come get you and bring you home.

Word Count:794

It had been a very stressful day so when Dean suggested that you guys went out drinking you didn’t have any objections. In fact, you were excited. Usually you were the one to stay behind and just shower it off but today that was Sam. He said he was tired and needed to catch up on his much needed hours of sleep, and you didn’t blame him.

You put on your clothes for the night and glanced over at Sam, who had now taken his shirt off. His back muscles tensed as he reached forward to grab something off the counter.

“You know, I could just stay here.” You said as you hugged him from behind. His warm skin flush against yours. You could feel him chuckle.

“No, Y/n, go have fun. I’m probably just going to sleep as soon as you guys leave anyway.” You finally let go of him and he turned around, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“Alright, well, I love you.” You said, turning around to grab your jacket. You opened the door and stepped out. You walked down to Dean’s room and knocked on the door.

When you guys pulled up to the bar it was packed, with mostly motorcycles strewn throughout the parking lot. As soon as you walked in you smiled, it had been a while. No, you weren’t planning on getting so plastered that you couldn’t walk, but you did plan on letting loose a little.

Dean hurriedly searched for his phone. This was a situation he couldn’t handle by himself anymore.

There you were, drunk as hell, standing on a booth seat, screaming things like “There’s nothing to fear the hunters are here.” Dean had tried to get you down, multiple times, but you ended up pushing him away, or even tried to bite him. Now he understood why you didn’t drink.

Finally Dean had found his phone and he quickly dialed Sam’s number.

Sam woke up from the constant ringing coming from the other side of the room. He groggily got up, his hair was still a mess. He rubbed his eyes when he looked at the phone, why the hell was it so bright. He squinted, to finally see Dean’s name on the screen. He reluctantly answered.

“What?” Sam could hear the loud music in the background, along with a girl screaming.

“Dude, you need to come get Y/n.” Dean said, as he walked over to you.

Sam could hear what the screaming lady was saying. It was something about monsters and how everyone is safe because they are under control. He groaned to himself as he grabbed his jacket and opened the door. As he hung up, he could hear Dean lightly through the phone, “Y/n don’t.” And then a receiver click.

As Sam walked to the bar, he ran his fingers through his hair, trying to tame it a little. He finally opened the bar doors and the first thing he saw was your head peeking out of a booth. Dean had finally managed to get you down and to lay somewhere till Sam got there.

Your drunken self smiled as you saw Sam walking towards you.

“Hey, guys look, it’s my fiancé.” You grinned, putting emphasis on the ‘e’ at the end.

Sam sighed. “Y/n, I’m your husband.”

You paused for a second and your eyes got wide.

“Sam, you’re here. Come have a drink, Dean, let’s all get drinks.” You stumbled over your words.

Sam walked over to you, scooping you up in his arms.

“I think you’ve had enough.” Sam spoke. He watched as your head lolled to the side, damn you were plastered. He pushed open the door and started to walk you back to the room. Dean had decided to stay at the bar, and have some fun, less fun than you did.

Suddenly your head snapped up and you looked at Sam. You made a ‘come here’ motion with your hand and Sam bent down. You lifted your head up to his ear.

“You’re very pretty.” You spoke drunkenly as he pulled away, chuckling.

When you guys got to the room, Sam stripped off your clothes and put one of his shirts over you. He slid into bed beside you and fell asleep, again.

Light came pouring into the room, and you opened your eyes, immediately regretting it. You head pounded, it felt like someone had let a loose jackhammer in there.

“Oh my God.” You groaned.

You heard both the brothers’ chuckle.

Dean looked over at you and pointed to the two pills and the glass of water over by your bed.

“Those, are from the very pretty man.” He chuckled again, almost choking on his doughnut.

You looked at him confused.

“What?”

@sexualsam

Sat, 29 Dec 2018 15:01:00

Preferences 1

If this doesn’t flop terribly I might do a part two with different characters

Sam

As much as you guys tried to resist the cliches you found yourself shopping for them anyway. Sam really wanted to go for a layered flannel look but you finally talked him out of it and into being a pirate. Dean made fun of you guys for your matching costumes but you guys didn’t care.

Dean

You and he had almost no communication while planning this, as you were the one choosing the costumes. You had planned to go as Batman and Catwoman as a tribute to Dean’s idol but somewhere along the line he got messed up and chose a completely unrelated partnering costume to yours. After the party though, he showed you just how hot you looked in your costume if you know what I mean.

Cas

As most expect you went as devils, he was confused as to why you had chosen that or as to why you had to dress up at all. After a while of explaining the purpose of Halloween, he was eventually sold because of the facts that there would most likely be candy. He gladly slipped on his devil horns. Sam and Dean weren’t amused by what you chose, but Cas didn’t care, as long as you wore that he didn’t hear anything anyone else was saying.

@sexualsam

Sat, 27 Oct 2018 01:40:59

Castiel x reader

Word count: -2000

A/N: Yeah I know it´s almost christmas and its not christmas related sush thats coming latter

When I was a kid, my mother used to warn me about the creatures that hid in the dark. She didn’t tell me enough to give me nightmares. But enough to sleep with one eye opened.

Back then I dreamed of having an ordinary life, as my mother would have wanted for me. However, the result of every decision I made inevitably led to the hunter life. Yeah, I may have been taught to fear the dark, but that didn’t mean that I wouldn’t fight it. I worked alone, making alliances with fellow hunters I bumped into. They were temporally though… Until I crossed paths with the Winchesters.

Of course I’d heard of the legendary Winchesters before. They had shaken things up more than once. Nevertheless, they always ended up fixing it. Anyways, I never thought I’ll ever meet them, or that I’d be so fond of them. Neither did them. After our case together we seemed to be playing hide and seek. We’d look for big cases that the other would be probably digging in and followed the lead. As a result, the three of us closed lots of jobs together, making memories on the way. Maybe it was because I was too shy to actually ask them if I could join in. Or maybe it was because they were… well… dudes… It came to a point in which it was ridiculous how often we got together (almost every week. Not very common among hunters).So finally when my car had been smashed in one of the hunts…

It was dark outside. From the back seat of the impala I could just see a blur of tress. I pressed my forehead against the cold glass of the window, and let out a sigh.

“What’s the matter freckles?” Dean asked looking at me from the mirror.

“Well, my car has been smashed to death! But that’s fine because I can just steal another one” I mumbled, but raised my voice again “What worries me is that I had everything in there. All my fake ID’s, my clothes and my weapons… I don’t even have money! What I’m supposed to do! "

The youngest of the Winchesters let out a cough "You can always stay in the bunker with us. I mean, there’s enough space, and we could just make you new cards"

"Really?” I wanted to make sure I had heard right

"(Y/N), after all our time together we have gotten really attached to you. You know we would do anything for you. You are like a sister to us"

“I agree with Sammy” Dean butted in “You always say you want a place to call home. Come to the bunker, you’ll love it. And if you don’t want to, we can help you either way. We have a lots of nice rides in our garage”

They have told me about their inheritance. Still, it all seemed sureal. I couldn’t help but smile like a fool.

“How could I say no! Of course I want to go with you” you threw your arms around Sam’s neck from the back seat, resting your head in his shoulder

“I love you guys” you whispered. The silence allowing it to be heard by both brothers. Dean smiled at you and ruffled your hair. Sam’s hand patted your own

“Let’s get going then!” Dean declared while turning on the radio, music blasting from the speakers.

I love them as if they were family, and since I’ve moved into the bunker everything seems better. However, what changed my way of seeing the world, what has made me want to be the best version of myself, was something else. Well, someone.

The Winchesters had told me about their friend Cas. They always mentioned him when they tell me some of their adventures. Never really explaining who he was or how they knew each other, so imagine my surprise when a dude showed up from nowhere in the middle of the library.

“Whoa!” I took my gun out, pointing to our visitor He didn’t seem to be intimidated by it, rather more confused as to why I was pointing it.

"You can lower the gun. He’s a friend" Dean soothe me “(Y/N) this is Castiel, he’s an Angel. Cas, (Y/N), our friend and hunter partner. Now, whats the matter”

Although the supposed Angel had started talking, and the boys were already engrossed in a conversation, I couldn’t help but stare at the new creature before my eyes.

"Why didn’t you tell me you were friends with a freaking angel?“ I hissed at Sam when the celestial being was gone

"We didn’t? Well I guess it never came out” he just shrugged it off.

That week I didn’t stop asking about when he would give us another visit. I was fascinated with this new discovery, and couldn’t stop reading about it. By the end of that week I was an expert on angels. However, the next time he visited I couldn’t bring myself to interact with him. I didn’t comprehend why being so determinate to socialize with the angel, I failed to talk with him.

Truth is, I was overwhelmed. All my life I’ve believed there was only darkness, and I should fear it. But they forgot to mention what happens in the light. Yeah, even if Dean said they were douches they still were made of grace, pure beings.

At the end, the next time he showed up I made myself go to him.

“Hi” I said awkwardly

“Hello” he answered bluntly

Okay so now what I’m supposed to say?

"So… you’re an Angel"

stupid

"Uhm… Yeah" he said raising his arms as if to cheek.

Another awkward silence.

Luckily, he was the one to break it. “Sam has told me you’re an amazing huntress"

"Well, I’ve in the business for long. And now that I’m staying with the guys it’s…” I looked for the words “…more enjoyable. As enjoyable as it can be at least"

He smiled at me as I started to formulate another question about himself.

Time passed, and every day I was more eager to spend every second of that day with him. I felt an intense impulse to be next to him, not to know more about angels, but him only.

The boys noticed every tiny stretch of the lips, every glance that lingered more than it should, as every small reach for contact, and they always remembered to tease me about it. Soon enough, both of us were in a tangled relation. I knew what I wanted. I knew that I liked him, hell I was head over heels for the guy. However, I also knew that angels are soldiers of heaven, not allowed or made to feel anything.

But oh boy if Castiel wasn’t feeling anything! Yes, he was as confused as a toddler in it’s first day of kindergarten. All this things that were bubbling inside him when he was with you, trying to find excuses to come to pay a visit or to join in hunts whether heaven allowed it or not.

"Hey (Y/N)” Sam called you as you passed by the library “I wanted to ask you something"

"Sure, whats up?"

After putting the book down, he sat straight and with a head movement he guide me to sit in the chair next to him. I couldn’t help but notice that his brows were furrowed, something he does when he wants to talk about something important.

"Whoa we are getting serious” I tried to laugh it off.

He rolled his eyes, the same expression on his face. Before starting, he cleared his throat and put my small hands in his enormous ones, a way to stop me from looking somewhere else than his eyes.

"What are you going to do about…Cas?“

Oh, okay, I definitely didn’t suspect this conversation was heading that way I thought.

"What about him?” I asked trying to sound puzzled about the subject.

“Come on (Y/N), it’s been months. At the end we’ve figured out that…"

"I like the angel” I whispered.

I looked down at my lap, trying to hide from him, from the fact that they knew what was going on in my head. I almost felt embarrassed about them knowing so easily.

"Look (Y/N) I know this must be hard, but you need to so something about it. Sometimes you aren’t on your full potential on hunts because of him. And I understand, trust me I really do, but Dean sometimes isn’t so… understanding"

"I tried you know. God, I’ve tried so many times to push them away, but I couldn’t. Theres a pull inside me that prevents me from staying away from him. Every time I tried to ignore him I felt so–so devastated that it made my need worse! At the end I realize that I can’t help falling in love with him“ I explained. I felt like crying but no tears were coming out.

"Hey, I’m not saying that you have to stay away from him or push him away. You just need to fix it. Maybe it’s telling him your feelings, from personal experience I know that locking them up is even worse"

I laughed bitterly "yeah, telling him that I like him so that he can ask what liking someone is” I continued mockingly “I’m sure he’s just going to feel responsable, because thats what he does, he always blames himself. And I don’t want to add another stone in his conscience"

Sam sighed, running a hand trough his long locks "I don’t know (Y/N), just do what you feel like doing. But do something” he got up and kissed the top of my head “we are always here, you know?” I nodded. He pulled away and went to his room after wishing me good night.

Great, now what

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@boulevard-of-wayward-thoughts

Sat, 03 Dec 2016 19:14:20

One second you were sitting in the library of the bunker and the next you were lying on the floor in a brightly lit room. You looked around and took in the environment, you recognized this room, it was where Zachariah zapped Dean during the apocalypse.

“Y/N, how wonderful to see you!”

you lifted yourself off the floor and came face to face with Zachariah himself

“What do you want you winged dick?”

Zachariah stepped forward and pulled you the rest of the way off the floor by your bicep.

“Y/N is that any way to treat your future brother in law?”

you laughed out loud and pushed his hand off of you.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

the angel snapped his fingers and a familiar face appeared in the room

“You know Castiel, don’t you?”

Castiel walked over to you seeing the worried look across your features.

“Y/N, Castiel, you two are going to be married.”

you and Cas both spoke up with a duet of “What?” and “I don’t understand”

“You see, in order to unite heaven and earth we see a marriage as the perfect remedy, and who better than the angel leader Castiel and one of the most famous hunters, Y/N Y/L/N?”

“We are not going to get married just because some douchebag with wings says so.” You started stepping toward Zachariah when you felt a hand on your shoulder, Cas.

“Well if you don’t follow this order, I will hurt everyone you love, Sam, Dean, if they matter in any way to you, consider them dead.”

Zachariah opened his palm toward Castiel and gave him the object he was holding

a ring.

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@Writing-of-an-angel

Wed, 26 Dec 2018 20:35:33

“I’m a what?”

“you’re an angel Y/N.”

you were confused, you weren’t an angel, you were just human.”

“Y/N, when the angels fell so did you, but you experienced it different than the others did. You lost your memories of your life as an angel, and they were replaced with false memories of your life as a hunter.”

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@Writing-of-an-angel

Wed, 12 Sep 2018 20:35:33

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“Why did Y/N hide this from me Cas?”

“Because you’d have try to stop what had to happen.”

“Y/N’s dead because of this shit.”

“But the world is safe now. That’s what Y/N wanted.”

“For how long?”

“I don’t know. Now it’s our duty to make it last.”

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@Supernatural Imagines & Oneshots (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Mon, 31 Aug 2020 19:12:37

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“Are you sure? Because we’re fighting God, our father. And we killed countless of humans because someone told us they were nothing. Are we really good, Castiel?

- As long as we try to do what’s right right now, then yes. And you are one of the strongest and purest angel I know Y/N.”

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