#gabriel imagine
IMAGINE: Being Gabriel’s daughter and him being protective of you when Sam and Dean flirt with you…
“Cut that out - right now.”
The Winchesters turned to eye Gabriel in confusion. The irritation he obviously felt on the inside was clear as day in his tone, as it seemed like he was teetering on the edge of punching them out. All they had done is made a brief comment about how pretty you were – but that apparently was like spraying gasoline to a flame, given by the resultant reaction from the Archangel.
The brothers spared each other a brief glance, as if confirming that their thoughts were the same, before Sam spoke up,” Stop what?”
“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” Gabriel retorted, gesturing over to your form. Since joining Team Free Will, most of your time was spent either helping them prepare for hunts, or researching, nose buried in a book. This was one of those times, as you sat cross-legged on the couch, seemingly unaware of the heated argument between the three males.
Dean’s green eyes flicked between you and Gabriel, brow quirking as he put two and two together - making five,” She the latest woman to…ruffleyour feathers?”
Gabriel’s whiskey irises darkened, expression scrunching up in disgust at the innuendo,” No.She isn’t.”
“Then why have the temper tantrum? What’s got your panties in a bunch?” Dean retorted. Gabriel had never been so defensive about a subject before; the last time he’d been so hot-tempered was when talking about Michael and Lucifer – his own brothers. Hell, even when around women he’d been shown to care about, he wasn’t this fiery – it was absurd.
“If you two chuckleheads don’t stop eyeing her up like that, I’ll gouge your eyes out myself,” The archangel growled,” I don’t want you two getting anywhere near her, I’ve tried to keep her hidden so that my brothers couldn’t hunt her down - if anything happens to her, I’ll skin you both alive.”
His reply didn’t seem to quell the Winchesters’ curiosity. Sam folded his arms, brows crinkling together as he seemingly tried to psychoanalyse the archangel,” Why’re you so protective over her?”
“Because he’s my Dad, morons,” You sounded, not taking your eyes off your book. So, you were listening. Gabriel closed his eyes with a deep breath; he’d rather have kept his Paternity a secret, but they were bound to find out sooner or later,” He’s obviously gonna be protective of me – besides, we both know your tolerance of ‘monsters’ – or rather, the lack of tolerance you have.”
“You’re half angel?” Dean stated incredulously, brain still obviously going through the process of digesting the new information.
You smirked,” Archangel, Sweetie.”
Requested by Anon
Warnings: None
Characters: Sam Winchester, Sister Winchester Reader, Gabriel
Summary: You and Gabriel have a contest between candies
Reader’s Age: Any
Word Count: 353
A/N: Sorry this one is so short. Wasn’t really sure where I was going with this but I just kinda started typing and this happened. Enjoy!
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“Okay, but like, skittles and starbursts are basically the same things if you really think about it,” you unwrapped a starburst and popped it into your mouth.
“No, no, no, no,” Gabriel paused to swallow the giant mouthful of food, “Skittles, are like little drops of rainbows, while-” you interrupted him.
“While starbursts are square cutouts of rainbows!” you argued.
“You’re like actually insane, no, starbursts are little boxes of happiness,” he admired.
“Then what are skittles?” you squinted at him.
“Drops of happiness,”
Your mouth was slightly agape as you stared at the angel in front of you, pointing your finger slightly towards him, you began, “So-” Gabriel cut you off.
“If you say they’re basically the same thing so help me, I will drop you into an ocean of skittles and starbursts,” you closed your mouth and lowered your finger.
A knock broke your thoughts as you both looked up to see Sam in the doorway, eyes wide as he stared at all the wrappers around your room. “What the hell?”
“We’re having a competition between candies,” you replied, a mouthful of starbursts.
“A competition between candies?” Sam questioned.
“Yeah, so we have different categories like chocolate candies, chewy candies, hard candies, sour candies, sweet candies, and stuff like that. Right now we’re working on fruity chewy candies which we have narrowed down to skittles and starbursts. I think starbursts are better, but Gabe prefers skittles, and now we have to do a tiebreaker. But then! After we get done with this, we’re gonna do–are you ready for this?– Battle of the cakes!” you explained, clapping once then leaning back.
“Right…” Sam slowly nodded. “Starbursts are better,” Sam said as he closed the door.
“HA!” you pointed your finger at Gabe.
“He doesn’t know what he’s talking about, all he eats is rabbit food anyway,”
Sighing, “Fine, you win, let’s do chocolate candies next because Twix is already the winner,” you said, reaching over to grab the box marked Chocolate Contestants.
“What did you just say?” Gabriel stopped himself.
“Twix is the winner,” you stated,
“No, no, no, no,” Gabriel adjusted so he could clearly explain why his choice of chocolate candy was better than Twix.
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I hope y’all like this one! I’m open for tips on improving!
Requested by Anonymous:
Do you write for Gabriel? If so can you do one with a ton of fluff? Thanks!
