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Dean
In Every Life
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Hiii Noodle. Would you be up for some Gadreel/Dean nsfw with bottom Dean? :P
A/N: Hohohoooo Merry holidays! I legit had to force myself to stop writing because holy hell dude I love these two so much. Enjoy
Holiday drabbles are open!
Gadreel pulls Dean closer by the nape, relishing in the sound of his breath catching in his throat. The brash machismo Dean so often displays melts away under the angel's touch, instead being replaced with a soft, longing gaze.
Gadreel closes the space between them, pulling Dean into a rough kiss and caressing his ass. He takes in Dean's scent -- irish spring layered in leather and salt -- and pushes his tongue into his mouth, fingers lacing through his hair.
"Damn, missed you too," Dean breathes, groaning as Gadreel licks and sucks on his neck. They exchange soft growls and moans, rutting against each other as they embrace. A few days apart is all it ever takes to drive Gadreel insane. The angel pushes Dean's pants down his thighs, hands greedily squeezing his ass. "Fuck -- mm -- let's get in bed," he groans, flinching as Gadreel slides two fingers between his cheeks.
With a smack of his lips, he releases Dean's skin, offering him a gentle smile. "I can't wait," he whispers, eyes admiring the hickey he left. Dean watches as Gadreel pulls out a sample-sized bottle of lube from his pocket, chuckling breathlessly.
"Impatient bastard," Dean grumbles, biting his lip as Gadreel pulls his cheeks apart, coating his fingers in the lube. Dean rocks his hips back, shivering as Gadreel's fingers push into his hole.
Smirking, Gadreel guides Dean's hand to his throbbing cock, tilting his head. "It seems we're both impatient, my light."
"Nngh -- shut up," he says, stroking Gadreel's cock over his jeans. Of course he's impatient. Dean has been thinking of him all damn day! Hell, it took everything in him not to pounce on him the moment they reunited. Dean fucks himself on Gadreel's fingers, breaths harsh and ragged as his edge approaches. "Fuck I missed you," he moans, leaning his head on Gadreel's shoulder. "Missed feeling you Gad." The angel drags his fingers out of Dean, finally releasing his own cock from his jeans.
"You're being so honest today." He chuckles, gripping Dean's jaw and pressing a chaste kiss against his lips. "Turn around," he coos. Dean eagerly complies, resting his hands on the wall and wiggling his hips. How can somebody be this breathtaking? Gadreel pumps his cock, his free hand sliding up the small of Dean's back. He presses the blunt head of his cock against Dean's hole, humming as he gently nudges forward. Greedily, Dean sucks him in, engulfing the tip of his cock in delicious warmth. The angel rocks his hips back, teasing at Dean's rim before pushing his way back in. He repeats this a few times, drawing out desperate moans from his lover.
Dean's legs wobble as Gadreel continues his tortuously slow pace, his cock twitching with every short thrust. "Come on, stop fucking around," Dean hisses, biting his lip. Humming, Gadreel snaps his hips forward, burying every thick inch of his cock inside of him and forcing out a strangled moan. With this, Gadreel begins fucking him relentlessly, fingers digging harshly into Dean's hips with every thunderous thrust.
"So tight," Gadreel moans, smacking his ass and leaning his weight on his back. "I love you," he breathes, hand grasping Dean's shaft as he speeds up.
"F-fuck -- Gad --" He's cut off by his own mewling moan, eyes rolling into the back of his head as his edge approaches. "Just like that," he breathes, body stuttering as his orgasm rips through him. Dean can't help the moans that escape him. All that falls from him are strings of 'fuck fuck fuck' and Gadreel's name. His legs give out beneath him, and as he crumbles to the ground Gadreel wraps a strong arm around his waist.
"I've got you," he whispers, leaving wet, sloppy kisses along his shoulder blades. Gadreel slows his thrusts, petting Dean's hair as the aftershocks of his orgasm rip through him.
"O-oh my god," Dean purrs, eyes wide as Gadreel resumes his unforgiving pace.
"I'm not done with you yet," he growls, nipping at the Winchester's earlobe.
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Clean Slate
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning: N/A
Fandom: Supernatural
Ship: Gen (Dean & Sam, Dean & Gadreel)
Additional Tags: Gadreel Possessing Sam Winchester, Memory Alteration, Season/Series 09, Angst, Lies
Wordcount: 100
Summary:
Sam knows.
Sam knows.
”I can feel it, Dean! It’s inside me!” He sounds more scared than angry.
”Woah. Calm down.” Dean holds his hands up, approaching him. Sam takes a step back. “I don’t know what you think is going on, but-”
”You’re lying,” Sam says. “I know what being possessed feels like-“
He goes silent. Stiff.
”I can undo this,” Ezekiel says. Dean can’t look at him.
”Yeah. Okay. Wipe him.” There’s something like pity in the angel’s face, and Dean doesn’t want it.
”I’m sorry this keeps happening,” he says.”
”Dean?” Dean looks back. He smiles painfully.
”Hey, Sammy.”
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Hii for the fic recs ask: 🥰😊 👀 💖 👍🏽
No fandom or pairings - haha, random we be!
🥰 A fic that gives you warm fuzzy feelings.
felled by you, held by you by lowtides (Far Cry 5)
I just have so many thoughts about touched-starved characters in general, but this one has some good Jacob Seed touched-starved madness. The writing itself is very comedic in tone, but it ends up being very sweet in the end, but not so rushed to be out of character for either Jacob or the Junior Deputy (insofar as the author establishes the personality of the Deputy). So many cuddles.
☺️ A fic that made you smile on a bad day
Heaven is a Place on Earth by ArthursKnight (Supernatural)
So, I got to beta this one, and I distinctly remember a couple of times where I was in no mood to read anything (difficult mental health times y'all) and this one gave me so many feelings. So many. I don't usually stim when I read something good, but I was flapping my hands and smacking my desk over this one. It's beautifully written, and while I know Gadreel/Dean is not a lot of people's cup of tea, I think the examination of Gadreel's emotions surrounding his relationship to his Father and humanity is just, chef's kiss.
👀 A fic you love a normal amount.
Texts from Hannibal by textsfromhannibal (Hannibal NBC)
Look. Look. It's batshit unhinged and I love it, okay? It literally opens on Will Graham finding Clarice Starling ducktaped to a fridge with Hannibal's blood all over her mouth. And even in all the insanity, it does somehow manage to delve into deeper issues like self-worth and grief, while still being absolute crack on steriods. I love it.
💖 A drabble that made you want 100k more words.
Mine for the Taking by theinsaneseer (Supernatural)
I have so many, many thoughts about this one. I could have read all the gory details that are glossed over here, and wanted more. I have an affection for fics that look at the bad future of The End and play around with how Lucifer and either Dean or Cas interact after that. And yes, I'm total Ducifer trash, and this was right up my alley.
👍🏽 A fic you bookmarked recently.
Serpent's Tongue by bloodandcream (Supernatural)
So, I don't usually ship Lucifer/Anna but when I do I love it when it's a little off-beat and dark~ I also love that this one plays up the seductive part of Lucifer's personality. I love his manipulative little shit ways.
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First drabble for Kisspril. I'll be posting the remaining 3 throughout the day to catch up. I'm getting back into writing. I don't think they'll be my best works, but hey, gotta start somewhere. For now, they'll only be in Spanish. You can try using Google Translate!
23 - First kiss
When the spell to track Gadreel fails, Sam hugs Cas, and he does something more
Ao3
Wattpad
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February 2023 Angel Fish Awards
(Angel Fish design by @slytherkins!!)
WELCOME TO THIS MONTH’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!
Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.
The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE (you don’t have to be a member) CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBER’S FIC. Everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that this fun, thoughtful award will do just that. (Click here to learn more about how to nominate a fic for an award!)
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WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE THIS MONTH’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!
Nominated by @spnexploration
Words Unsaid (series) by @iprobablyshipit91
It's a great Royal AU with a princess reader and her friend and fencing partner, Dean Winchester. She's down to earth and kickass, far from a princess locked away in a tower. Great writing and really interesting about what might happen next!
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Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis
Now and Then (series) by @thinkinghardhardlythinking
I love me some angst and pining and this series DEFINITELY delivers!! If cheating is a trigger for you, then this is not for you, but that's about the only warning I could give. Wanna long for something you can't have? Then read this fic!
Collared (series) by @spnexploration
I've nominated this series before, and I have to nominate it again, because it's getting into the really hard parts, now. They've gotten the collar off of her, and she has to deal with the mental issues that result from everything she's gone through. And there are SO MANY. And no therapists for victims of supernatural assault! Reading how she's trying to work through everything is fascinating!!
28 Days (series) by @thoughtslikeaminefield
Apparently, I'm just into angsty series this month where people have to deal with their shit, because here's another one I'm loving! The cast of characters in this is impressing me more and more as it goes along, too. And poor Dean!! I can't wait to see where this goes!
Handle Me by @icecream-and-gadreel
Breaking my angsty streak here with a Destiel AU that is smutty as all get out! Noodle is back and she hasn't lost a step with her writing!
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Nominated by @iprobablyshipit91
Pack (series) by @spnexploration
This series is just starting and it’s already shaping up to be a major comfort fic for me. Dean is so caring and protective already and always leaves me wanting more. There’s also Madison who is the best addition to this story!
Limelight (series) by @talesmaniac89
I love the social media aspect and how this story is told. The different dates the reader goes on with different guys from the series are hilarious and the interactions with Dean are super sweet! I can’t wait to read more
Love On The Brain by @waynes-multiverse
This one shot was just so funny. From Sam scheming, to them running into each other naked, to them just going for it and then finally Sam walking back in. Brilliant!
Last Time? by @smellingofpoetry
This was just really hot. I loved how sassy the reader was at the end when she listed off how many times they’d been together despite it being the last time
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Nominated by @mariekoukie6661
I Licked It So It's Mine by @cloverhighfive
Very cute and domestic!!! DEAN COOKING!!!
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Nominated by @princessmisery666
Twenty Minutes or Less by @iprobablyshipit91
Funny, hot and Dean is cocky but sweet 💖 Loved it.
A Few Moments of Madness by @smellingofpoetry
This was smoking hot, I needed a cigarette after and then THAT ending!! I did not see it coming and its was perfectly delicious!
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Nominated by @glygriffe
Dean dancing drabble by @thoughtslikeaminefield
This is a cute and wholesome story about a later seasons Dean just enjoying seeing someone being happy!
Reciprocus by @thoughtslikeaminefield
This one is a a Weechester story (I cannot resist a Weechester story) about how a teacher can leave a mark.
If We Make It Through December (series) by @thoughtslikeaminefield
A Christmas steamy romance story between Donna and Dean!
Dean's Demise in Flower Pics by @cloverhighfive
I didn't think I would find a lot of new stories with the last Fishing for (smutty) treasure weekend. But I still did found some cool and different ones, like this one! It's a visual story board that conveys with very little text what Dean is feeling...!
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Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield
Date Night by @princessmisery666
Two of my favorite things: shower sex and period sex. This is so sexy and cute. And the last line is adorable!
THANK YOU ALL FOR THE AWESOME WORK AND GREAT FEEDBACK!
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THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!
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“Keep it. It looks better on you.”
by LipstickAndWhiskey (CopperMarigolds)
prompt - “Keep it. It looks better on you.” requested by @icecream-and-gadreel
Words: 272, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 7 of drabbles
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Gadreel (Supernatural), Reader
Relationships: Gadreel (Supernatural)/You
Read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/9z7RrHZ
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Gadreel ~ Autophobia
Alphabet Challenge Masterlist (700 Followers)
Words: 896
Warnings: Small hint of violence, autophobia (fear of loneliness), slight awkwardness
As Gadreel went to make the final blow, as per Metatron’s list, he froze, an emotion overwhelming him that drew his attention more and more as of late. He could never pinpoint it, but this was definitely closer than what it had been before.
It was fear.
He frowned at the man below him, who was speechless with terror, and knew that there was no way that it was coming from him, no, this was a different type of fear, this was fear creating panic.
“Please don’t kill me,” The man said as Gadreel stared at him, trying to work out was going on still. “Please…”
Gadreel blinks and lowers his blade, his attention focused on the feeling, finally pinpointing it to not too far away. He glances back at the man. “If you want my advice, get far away from here. Someone wants you dead.”
The man nods furiously, eyes wide, and Gadreel leaves. He never wanted to do this in the first place.
Following the feeling, he took to the streets and followed the ever increasing pounding feeling in his mind.
The panic was starting to get worse and he began to wonder whether whoever this was coming from, was in danger, but the problem was, there was no fight or flight response, in fact, he was fairly certain that they weren’t moving at all.
He followed the feeling to a bar.
Gadreel thought for a moment that this was a rather odd place to be afraid, and he couldn’t feel any threat in the place, but he still let his eyes scans the place and it’s few patrons.
His eyes landed on you.
Your gaze was locked onto the table you were sitting at, a drink next to your hand where your fingers were tapping nervously. Gadreel realised that your fear was internal and you were doing everything possible to contain it.
Without thinking about it, he stepped forward towards you and stood, a little awkwardly, at the edge of the table. “Are you alright?”
You jumped and looked at him, for a moment, terrified, before you let out a shaky breath and nod. “Y-yes, of course, um, thank you.”
Gadreel tilted his head a little. “Are you sure? Would you like some company?”
The hesitation was clear in your expression but after a few moments, you nod and Gadreel sits down, a little uncertainty creeping into him for a moment until he felt your fear ease a little, the panic drifting away as you sigh.
“I’m sorry,” You said quietly. “If I was any trouble.”
Gadreel frowns. “Trouble? Of course not, you simply looked lonely.”
There was it was, tension shooting down your spine at the mention of the word and Gadreel realised that that was what the problem had been, that you were alone in here, even amongst all these people drinking away their problems, and he had subconsciously tapped into that.
He knew what loneliness was.
“I meant no offense, and I didn’t mean to scare you,” Gadreel said quietly, his gaze earnest. “I…I am not even sure what lead me here, it has been some time since I’ve been allowed some level of freedom.”
This clearly confused you but as you met his gaze, you could see that he was telling the truth and that, by some strange force that you weren’t entirely sure you wanted to understand, he had been led here to you. “I…I’m Y/N.”
A little relief washed over him and he gave a small smile. “Gadreel, it is lovely to meet you Y/N.”
Your smile was a little wider and you were finally starting to feel a little more comfortable in this place, somewhere where you’d hoped to start to face this crippling fear that you had had for so long now. “I like that name, it sounds very poetic.”
Gadreel gives a small chuckle. “Thank you, it’s nice to hear something good about it for once.”
“You had a rough time?” You asked before quickly shaking your head. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to-”
“It’s okay,” He said quickly. “You don’t need to worry about offending me, I’ve heard far worse, I promise.” He gives a reassuring smile. “And it’s been some time since I’ve interacted with people properly, so I’ll probably be just as awkward.”
You smile and relax a little again. “I…thank you, I…I’m not the best when it comes to these things, I’ve had a lot of people…”
As you trail off, Gadreel realises that you were hurting just as much as he was, that your friends, your family, had turned on you too because of this crippling fear. He resisted the urge to reach over and take your hand and instead focused back on you.
You were watching him, feeling more connected to him, a stranger really, than to anyone you had in a long time.
“Shall we drink?” You asked as he went to say something again, causing him to smile.
“Sure,” He said and nods to your glass. “I’ll go get us some fresh drinks, okay?”
You nod and watch him go, Gadreel smiling more than he had in a long time, feeling your gaze on his back. He still wasn’t sure what this was, but for the moment, he felt he had all the time in the world to explore it, nothing else going on mattered anymore.
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Hurt
All I had time to do today. Sorry I couldn’t get more. It’s cute though.
Word Count: 217
“That hurts.”
You frowned as the former angel grimaced again. You didn’t like seeing him in pain. “Gad, you’ve gotta be more careful!” He had managed to drop a cup against the counter and cut his hand while trying to gather the broken glass. Being newly human, he didn’t realize it would hurt him so much. You gently ran his hand under the water, washing most of the blood into the sink. “You’re a human now. You get hurt.”
“I’m truly sorry, (Y/N).” The angel flinched a bit, not used to such human pain. “I feel… so weak. So useless not being able to heal myself.”
“Hey, hey. C’mon.” You toweled off the cut delicately, trying your best not to hurt him more. “You’re not weak or useless. You’re just human like the rest of us.”
“That is true. But it’s so… different.”
“God, I’m sure it’s weird going from angel to human just like that. You’ll get used to it eventually.” You finished wrapping his hand in bandages and gave it a light kiss. “There we go, good as new!”
“Thank you for your kindness, (Y/N).” He raised his uninjured hand to hold yours. “I suppose it won’t be so hard to adjust to human life. Especially if you are there to help me.”
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SPN PRO-SHIP BANG DRABBLE CHALLENGE: SAFE
MAIN MASTERLIST FOR THE CHALLENGE
Rating: General
Ship: Gadreel/Dean Winchester
Word count: 200
Written for: @spnproshipbang Weekly Drabble Challenge
Prompt: Soft
Tags and Warnings: Double Drabble, Fluff
Summary:
Gadreel has a nightmare
Beta: none
Notes: I am very behind on these, but catching up LOL
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Me daydreaming about Literally any supernatural character:
Everyone around me:
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Drabble: Gadreel coming to you, his human lover, when youre having trouble one night so you would have some company
*fluffy and sweet?*
Snow drizzles down to the ground as you toss in bed. You cuddle under the fuzzy covers, a giant sweatshirt covers your body. It’s 1:36 am.
A soft flutter of wings is heard near your door. You immediately sit up, hands balled up into fists, just in case if it were something bad. No.
”(y/n), it is me,” a raspy voice mutters, “Gadreel.”
You ease your body, tension setting free. ”You seem troubled, so I am here.” your lover states, approaching the bed, slipping his jacket off and tossing it to the ground. A soft smile appears on your face.
”Gad, you are supposed to be in heaven,” you mutter to him.
”But you are more important.” Gadreel tells you, soon to pull off his shirt.
A light blush appears on your cheeks. Though Gadreel can't see it, he can probably see right through you. His tall figure slides under the covers and pulls you close to him. The angel places a soft kiss on top of your head.
”I love you.” Gadreel mutters.
Just the thought that he’d take more time out of what he is supposed to be doing for you is too much, but you love being in his arms.
Everything seemed to fall into place. You place a kiss on his sharp jaw and giggle lightly. You wrap your arms around his waist, snuggling your face into his neck.
”I love you too.” you mutter back.
Gadreel’s fingers trace the crease in your back, soon to rub circles gently upon your skin. You soak yourself in his warmth, his bare skin. His chest rises and falls smoothly in unison to yours.
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🌺Headcanons and Imagines(xreader) are open for Supernatural, Harry Potter(the marauder's era and Newt Scamander), Marvel, only Headcanon a The Lord of The Rings, and for The Hobbit. 🌺
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Best of wives and best of women - song drabble w/Gadreel
Short drabble for the angelic love of my life. Song credits go to Lin-Manuel Miranda. Can be read as a prequel to Complete Again.
[Masterlist]
~350 words, kinda angsty
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‘Gadreel, come back to sleep.’ Your voice is a little hoarse as always in the morning, as if it refuses to leave the warmth of the feather-bed. I can’t see your face, only your little nose peeks from under the covers.
‘I’ll have an early meeting with Castiel out of town.’
‘But it’s still dark outside.’
I can almost hear your pout beneath the covers.
‘I know, I just need to write something down.’
I write you a letter every time before I leave for a mission. The longer this fight takes, the less likely we are to win. Metatron is recruiting more followers every day, and all we have left is a sliver of hope. I know I won’t come back some day. But the cause is greater than me.
‘Why do you write like you’re running out of time?’
Because I am. A lifetime with you won’t ever be enough. Even less the few months we had together.
‘Shhh.’
Please fall asleep again. Only a few more hours of peaceful rest for you. Don’t make leaving harder than it already is, I beg you.
‘Come back to bed, that would be enough.’
Come back to sleep with you, hide beneath the blankets from the world with you. Stand Castiel up, never gain redemption, bedrail your kin once again.
‘I’ll be back before you know I’m gone.’
Don’t ever lie to me – the first promise I made to you, and the only one I had to break.
‘Come back to sleep.’
Nothing I ever wanted more.
‘The meeting’s at dawn.’
If I stay another minute, I won’t be able to leave you.
‘Well I’m going back to sleep.’
I finish the letter and place it on top of your nightstand. No going back now.
‘Hey, best of wives and best of women.’
One last kiss on your forehead. Your eyes are closed, your mouth a little bit agape. You have a wrinkle from the pillow on your cheek, your hair is all mussed up. My heart has never been heavier. But I have to go.
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How Gadreel Cuddles
As you’d expect from such a large man, he exudes a lot of heat. This means he has the AC on, a fan on, and in the winter, he’s still sleeping with the window open. For his lover, this is both a blessing and a curse. You’ll be freezing your ass off, but he always has a thick blanket and his own form to help you through it.
Gadreel is the big spoon, almost always. He hooks a leg over you, draping an arm over your stomach and resting his head in the crook of your neck. He likes to make his partner feel secure. He loves pressing close to you, gently caressing your torso, leaving gentle pecks on your neck, and nuzzling you.
Throughout the night, if you drift away, he pulls you closer, making sure that you’re secure in his warmth. You may wake up to him rubbing your thighs, squeezing your breasts, or even rutting against your behind, but usually, he has no intention of sex, he just likes feeling you.
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MASTERLIST
Castiel:
room 93 (image imagine)
attachment (image imagine)
Crowley:
nicotine (image imagine)
sugar (image imagine)
Dean:
ran off in the night
born to die - part two - part three - part four - part five - part six
goner (image imagine)
let it breathe (trigger warning!)
hurricane
you can’t save me (image imagine)
hallucinations (image imagine)
treasure (trigger warning!)
don’t breathe (content warning!)
devil with a halo (smut, 18+, alpha!dean)
angel with some horns (smut, 18+, alpha!dean)
Gadreel:
ghost (image imagine)
Sam:
never enough (trigger warning!)
hallelujah (image imagine)
dopamine (image imagine)
nightmares (image imagine)
talking dreams
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Last Christmas (Part Two)
Pairings: Gabriel x Reader (Past), Gadreel x Reader (Current) AU ++ Warnings: Angst, Language ++ Based on the song “Last Christmas” by Wham! Song Lyrics in Italics ++ Word Count: 2312
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When Gabriel entered the mansion, decorated in deep purples and silvers this year, he felt a fresh, deep wave of guilt wash over him.
Last Christmas had been so immeasurably different. It set an ache in his chest, praying that he could explain everything to her - get her to understand why he’d panicked and ran - not that it could ever excuse what he’d done.
And he knew that.
Just past the foyer, stood his father and two older brothers with bright, easy smiles that slid off their faces when they saw him. Michael gave him a disapproving glance before disappearing further inside.
“Gabriel,” Lucifer calls softly, gesturing him closer. “Long time, no see little brother.”
“Gabriel.” His father’s voice is tight, blue eyes just as piercing as when he was little and done something he knew was wrong. “How’s Kali?” Gabriel’s smiling facade faltered for a second.
“I wouldn’t know. I dropped in to see her, but a friend clued me in that she was angrily planning her wedding. So, I turned tail and came back about a month later.”
“Didn’t stay,” Michael said solemnly, returning to join his brother and their father.
“Uh, no. She wasn’t here, and I needed to apologize, so I checked in with Benny and Samadriel about the shop and decided I’d come back in about a month.” Gabriel swallowed, his honey eyes distance. “And that changed into another month. Then three. Then four.”
“It’s been a year, Gabriel. Things have changed.” Chuck warned before moving into the large hallway where the majority of the party took place.
“Things never change here.” Gabriel scoffed, rolling his eyes at Lucifer with a big grin.
“Shut up.” Michael hissed before following their father, Lucifer putting his hand on his chest with mock tears in his eyes.
“He said shut up to me,” his voice higher before fanning himself as Gabriel rolled his eyes and headed inside.
He was making his way closer to the bar, ready for a bit of liquid courage when he thought he spotted her, making him do nearly a triple take to confirm the fact.
The year had been kind to her.
Her hair was longer, skin aglow as she was handed two flutes of champagne before tossing her head back to laugh at something the bartender had said as “It Came Upon A Midnight Clear” last bars rang through the room and a familiar tune started.
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special
The black peplum dress fit her to a tee, nearly making him groan aloud with those icy blue heels.
But it was his blood that ran cold when he saw who she stopped in front of -- his younger brother, Gadreel -- who was smiling like an idiot while he bounced a baby in his arms to the Christmas tune. Gad took the champagne flute from your hand before bowing down to kiss her as a crushing sensation squeezed his heart and simultaneously knocked the air from his lungs. Gadreel set the flute on the table just behind him, wrapping his now free hand around her waist, before you two begin swaying to the music.
Balthazar then appeared, setting his half-filled whiskey tumbler on the table just behind Gad before plucking the baby from his arms and taking her tiny hand around his forefinger and bouncing gently as Gadreel swept her into his arms, the both of you now dancing properly to the song. Gabriel’s throat tightened as he watched your fingers link through Gad’s, how you two were lost in your own world.
Like the two of you had last Christmas.
But that wasn’t right either…
Once bitten and twice shy
I keep my distance
But you still catch my eye
He’d felt possessive last Christmas, eager to have all her love and attention. But Gadreel didn’t look that way. The look in his eyes when he stared at you was identical to the softness she’d bestowed on him last year.
Gabriel loved you.
But it looked like he wasn’t the only one.
He wished he’d come back sooner now. Maybe then you would still love him.
Well, it's been a year
It doesn't surprise me
Gabriel changes direction, hiding behind a small throng of party-goers as Castiel approaches Balthazar, who is seated a few tables away from where he began, cooing at the baby in his hands who gives a high-pitched, sad little cry. The cry is another pain in Gabriel’s heart, coming to a stop a bit behind his brother.
“Our little princess sounds hungry.” Cas’s deep voice sounds serious, matching the little wrinkles in his forehead.
“Best be heading to see mommy,” There is a fondness in Balthazar’s voice Gabriel hasn’t heard in awhile. Cas takes hold of the baby, cradling the little girl in the tiny crimson dress to his chest and sets off towards Y/N, Balthazar walking in step with him as the two men sing-song “The Itsy Bitsy Spider”, with Gabriel trailing behind him now like a shadow, trying to get a glimpse of the baby’s face.
Now, I know what a fool I've been
So lost in the own whirling of his mind, he doesn’t notice that his brothers had stopped and runs mostly into Cas, drawing all attention of the little group to himself.
My god, I thought you were someone to rely on
“Gabriel?” Your voice is a whisper in the busy room, but it rings loudly in Gabriel’s ears.
“Is that my baby?” He blurts out as Gadreel’s jaw tightens in tandem with the arm around your waist.
A man under cover but you tore me apart
“Yes.” Gabriel sucks in a breath, the truth he’d immediately suspected suddenly standing right in front of him, demanding acknowledgment.
Now, I've found a real love you'll never fool me again
“We - we should talk.” Gabriel manages to stutter out.
“You can come to your dad’s house tomorrow for Christmas breakfast to talk.” Her voice left no room for argument, gathering your - his - daughter in her arms before she takes a few steps towards the grand carpeted staircase.
“What’s her name?” Y/N pauses to look behind her, taking a deep breath as tears well up in her eyes.
“Wren Gabriella Shurley.”
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“You should follow after her.” Gadreel’s face is a hard mask as he looks down at Gabriel. Gabriel nods, willing his body forward only to be grabbed firmly by Balthazar.
“This doesn’t excuse you from the ass-kicking we’re all going to dole out,” Gabriel smirks at his little brother.
“I expected nothing less, big boy.”
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Y/N raised an eyebrow at Gabriel’s presence but said nothing, tending to the baby at her breast.
The click of the door behind him, shutting the noise and music out, reminds Gabriel that last year, they’d have been doing the polar opposite of now - Gabriel standing awkwardly by the door.
“Shhh. It’s okay. It’s okay.” She comforts the squirming baby, gently patting her butt as Gabriel looks around the room, suddenly even more at a loss. He moves closer, taking the chair opposite the little loveseat you were perched on, his nerves suddenly swallowing him whole.
“Y/N -” He started, but as soon as you lifted your gaze to meet his, he wants to bolt. It was like being sucked into an abyss of clashing emotion, each trying to clamor it’s way to the forefront - all of it swirling in your beautiful eyes.
“You left me.” You say it so simply and devoid of most emotion, but he sees how hard you swallow and he knows you’re trying not let all the emotions get the better of you.
“I did,” Gabriel answers, ashamedly, ducking his head a bit. “But, it’s...I know this is cliche, but it wasn’t anything to do with you. I realized I was in love with you. Completely. Madly. Consumingly. But, Y/N, I laid there and just kept thinking about how fucked up I am. How you deserve better than me. And how much I was already gonna hurt you when I ran.” His eyes search yours for a sign, for anything. “But I couldn’t fucking stop myself.”
“I didn’t want anyone else, Gabriel.” You admit, a few tears spilling from your eyes before you look away.
“I stared at the odometer, watching each mile pass by...knowing I could turn around and go back and you’d forgive me and-and love me.”
“I called.” She whispers, nearly choking on the words. “I texted. I wrote. I emailed. I-I did everything I could think of, Gabriel. Chuck told me - you know, he told me it wasn’t my fault, that this was your issue - but that you loved me, and you’d be back sooner rather than later.” The baby wriggles once more in her grasp and she breaks eye contact to adjust her. “But you didn’t,” Y/N sniffles a little. “Not even when I called about Wren.”
“I’m so fucking sorry. I am. And I know, I know, that I can’t undo what I’ve done to you...but I won’t run again. I want you to know that. I-I won’t.” She doesn’t seem too moved by his declaration, moving the light purple blanket she’d been holding loosely around Wren to her shoulder before repeating the motion with the baby, softly patting her back.
“I found out February 4th, you know. I called and called and called.” Her chest stutters a little as she takes a deeper breath. “Texted too. She was due the 10th of September.” She smiles fondly at the memory before smoothly tugging the zipper back up on the side of her dress. “She decided to wait three more days. Keep me in suspense, I guess.” Tucking the blanket back into the bag before setting her on your knee with a strained grin. “I’d given up trying to communicate, but when we arrived at the hospital, I tried to call one last time. Your daughter will be here soon. Y/N.” A tight smile is what is offered to Gabriel, one he grabs onto for dear life. “Chuck, Cas, and Gadreel all voted for one last attempt at contact. Michael, Lucifer, Balthazar and Samadriel all voted no.”
“Why’d you do it then?”
“I voted yes too. And since I was still very round with child, I was technically worth two votes.” A few more errant tears slip down her cheeks. “If you would have come back anytime before April, I would have fallen right back into your arms, Gabriel.” A shaky smile is exchanged between the two of them. “I would’ve fallen right back into your arms, Gabe.” She shifts Wren so she’s facing Gabriel, the baby’s eyes this lighter color Gabriel can’t quite nail down, a small line of drool running from her tiny mouth around her fist as he stares at her in wonder. “You know that song that was playing outside? Last Christmas, I gave you my heart. But the very next day you gave it away. This year, to save me from tears. I'll give it to someone special. Well, Gabe, I have.” The heartbroken edge of her voice makes his gaze shift from Wren to Y/N.
“Now I know what a fool I’ve been… Y/N - I can’t change what I’ve done, but I still love you and I want to be here for you two.”
“You can be here for Wren.” She stands, tears falling onto the expensive carpeting. “I can’t love you anymore, Gabriel. It really fucked me up and - and I can’t take that kind of pain or betrayal again. I’m just not strong enough. Your family took me in. They loved me and cared for me when you wouldn’t.”
“Gadreel especially.” Gabriel’s normally unfazed voice has a tinge of bitterness and dismissiveness to it.
“Yes, Gabriel. Gad went with me to every appointment. He held me when I cried myself to sleep in the early months. He took care of, not only your business but also his fucking own job. Gadreel was here - waiting for me to get to a place to trust him.” Gabriel watches all the emotions roll through your eyes again before, the calm before the storm, it suddenly stops. And revealed in those depths was the same look you’d had after you said you loved him, knowing he loved you. But it wasn’t for him this time.
It would never be for him again.
“And just -- one day, it was love. I honestly didn’t think I was gonna be able to love anyone for a long while after you left me alone in your apartment, but I was lying in bed, nearly full term and huge, staring at this beautiful man who was slumped over sleeping in a chair when it suddenly hit me. I’m in love with Gadreel. Part - part of me felt so terrible. I love this man and I’m carrying his wayward brother’s child and I’m a terrible person for taking all his love and care and not reciprocating it enough.” Y/N’s eyes hardened, swallowing hard as she shifted Wren from her left to her right arm. “He deserves to be loved. And so do I, Gabriel.” She slips the baby bag onto her left shoulder before flashing him another tight smile. “If you want to be the man I know you can be for her, come tomorrow for Christmas. And don’t run out on her.”
“I can do that,” Gabriel affirms, watching her and their child disappear behind the heavy mahogany door. He can hear the crinkle of paper in his pocket as he stands, fishing out the note he’d written her before he’d left last Christmas.
Y/N,
When I said, ‘I love you’, I meant it. Every damn letter.
Forgive me,
Gabriel
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