Crowley's Queen

19. Superlock af. Crowley girl. Recently been stolen by Chuck c;. Demon dean is my fav Dean sorry not sorry. Although I do take requests for any character and requests are open sooo shoot me a message! XOXO

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College AU (Chuck) Part Three

Part One 

Part Two 

Pairing: (Currently) Human!Chuck x reader 

Warnings: language, Chuck being adorable. 

Word Count:1206

A/N: Sorry this took me so long. Got stuck with other projects and a mild case of depression. All good now. Hope you guys enjoy it. 

You awoke to feeling something move under you and gasping, you sat up running your fingers through your hair. Chuck laid there taking big breaths as if he hadn’t had air in years. He looked at you as he sat up, you went to touch him, but he turned away from you. You turned on the lamp on your bedside table before returning your gaze to the curly haired man. The laptop you watched the movie on was at your feet still, you both must’ve fallen asleep during it. Chuck looked at you as you turned toward him, you gave him a soft smile before running your fingers through his slightly damp hair.

“Are you okay?” You spoke in a soothing voice as you kept playing with his hair.

“Just a bad dream…they happen a lot actually.” You smiled at him running your fingers through his loose curls.

“Can I get you anything? Maybe some tea?” He returned your smile as he sat up.

“I should be leaving, it’s late… you need to get rest for classes tomorrow.” He got up. You wanted to stop him, tell him to stay the night. You weren’t ready for his warmth to leave you quite yet. The words didn’t come out though, you couldn’t seem needy. He kissed you on the forehead. “Plus, I would prefer not to sleep in blue jeans.”  You nodded blushing slightly. You got up and walked with him to the door, he opened it allowing the yellow hall light into your dark dorm. Both of you groaned a bit at the instant light, he turned to face you smiling. His blue eyes looking into yours, he leaned down then gently peaking your lips. His lips were off yours soon after they connected. You bit your lip slightly, before raising your hand to the back of your neck.  

“Well, I’ll um see you tomorrow.” You said flustered, he laughed a bit.

“Wow, look who’s all awkward finally.” His smile was contagious you couldn’t help but giggle and run your fingers through your hair. “Get some rest… I will for sure see you tomorrow.” He shut the door before walking out. You stood there for a moment looking at the mirror on the back of the door. With the light’s off you couldn’t see much of yourself, you sighed turning on your heels and crawling into bed after slipping out of your jeans. It was a perk of not having a roommate, you rarely wore actual pjs.

The next morning you woke to the sun coming through the window. It was Thursday and you couldn’t be happier that the week was almost over. You pulled on a red and black plaid shirt and some worn blue jeans, before slipping into some biker boots. The perfect Dean Winchester look, that made you smile a bit before grabbing your backpack and walking out the door.  Your phone went off as you made your way out of the dorm building.

Good morning! I do hope you can forgive me for last night. Not the kiss but the leaving the way I did.

You smiled at the text from Chuck before sighing walking into the hall your class was in since it was right across from your dorm. You sat outside of the door on a simple bench before sending a text back.

No worries. I’m just glad you’re okay. Although, maybe make it up with lunch?

Of course! One work for you?

Perfectly.

You smiled placing the phone back into your pocket. The class before yours began to leave the room, after the professor walked out you walked in sitting at your seat in the back of the room.

You found it incredibly hard to focus in the class, for once it wasn’t because it was lecture based and the prof definitely did a good job of talking in a monotone voice. You couldn’t help but count the minutes till you could see Chuck again. You sighed as you were finally able to leave rushing out of the room.

Chuck was sitting in the same place you two had lunch before, he stood as you made your way over. You smiled setting your bookbag down on the booth seat. He was wearing a red hoodie, with a white shirt under it, dark blue jeans under that and then his converse. I saw a green cargo jacket on the booth on top of his backpack. He layered just as much as the Winchesters.

“How was your class?” You shrugged.

“Boring. Food?” He smiled nodded as he allowed you to lead the way.

“So, about the kiss last night. I do feel it was a little bold on my part. It is okay that I did that right?” He said once you both sat with your food. You gave him a soft smile looking into his blue eyes.

“Yes, of course it’s okay. It’s more than okay.” He smiled back his cheeks turning a slight shade of red. “Are you blushing Chuck?” You spoke in a teasing tone. He rolled his eyes as he ate his pizza. You smiled to yourself as you watched him. “So, what happened in the dream you had? If you don’t mind my asking.”

“Not at all…  Sam and Dean were hunting a group of vampires. Sam got caught and held hostage, Dean who as you know would do anything for his brother went in not thinking straight. It was gory, they cut all of their heads off though, which is good considering that’s what they’re supposed to do.” You nodded and he sighed. “You’re looking at me as if I was insane.”

“No. I find it quite amazing actually. It’s like they’re real people and you’re looking into their lives nightly.” You shook your head before running your fingers through your hair. He gave a tiny smile as he continued to eat. You ate as well watching him, his movements slightly awkward like he wasn’t completely used to doing the movements. “You know, it’s pretty awesome that you have all this book stuff. I mean, I don’t really know what I want to do.” You gave a tiny laugh. “Sometimes I don’t exactly feel like I’ll amount to much.”

“Nonsense! You’ll amount to all you’ll want and so much more. I’m sure of it.” His soft blue eyes looked into yours and you couldn’t help but feel calm under his gaze.  You took a tiny bite of your own pizza, he went back to eating as well. You stood once you finished.

“Got a class, catch you later?” He stood with you as he grabbed your plate and his. He pulled on his cargo jacket and then his backpack, I did the same.

“I could walk you to class.” You blushed shaking your head.

“It’s fine, on the other end of campus.” He nodded as he took your hand walking out with you.

“Well, let me know when you get back.” You smiled nodding, he kissed you gently before you walked away from him. Your stomach was filled with butterflies and you felt as though you were floating on a cloud making the fifteen minute walk in the cold better than it normally would be. 

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I just really like the way this bit was shot. All the different angles, lighting and stuff. 

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Opposites Attract Update

Hey just thought I’d let you guys know I edited part three of Opposites Attract. I had some parts mixed up since it’s been so long since I’ve seen Season 12 anyways. If you want to read it before I post part four later on in the week... also don’t forget to request :))

Part Three 

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College AU Chuck Part Two

Part One

Pairing: (Currently) Human!Chuck x reader 

Warnings: language, Chuck being adorable. 

Word Count: 1088

You walked back to your dorm after class, Chuck was leaning slightly against the door, with a binder open in his arms. He had a pen in one hand and was writing on the many sheets of people. You cleared your throat as you walked over to him. He jumped slightly but smiled once he locked eyes with you.

“How was Latin?” He asked closing the binder and moving away from the door. You shrugged at his question giving him a smile.

“How was your mythology class?” You asked as you opened the door, you turned the light on and placed your bookbag on the desk chair. He stayed by the door not getting in your way.

“It was okay… Zeus is a dick.”

“Tell me something I don’t know.” You giggled as you switched the books for your next class, throwing the bookbag back over your shoulders. He laughed at your comment as well. “Most Gods tend to slightly be dicks… nothing new really.”

“All of them?” He rose an eyebrow at you.

“No… I said most. A high majority though are especially with Greek gods. They tend to be a little bit too into some other things I’d rather not discuss.” You looked over at the blue-eyed man who smiled nodding.

“Yeah I believe in something a little different than them.” You smiled back and walked out of your dorm. He walked close beside you his arm gently brushing against yours. He opened the door to one of the many food courts on campus, allowing you in first. You smiled at him before walking in.

You sat at a booth with your food, Chuck sat across from you sliding into the booth awkwardly. You smiled at him as you started to eat. You noticed him staring at you and looked at the table, his hand gently stopped you as he smiled at you.

“Can I help you?” You smirked playfully trying not to let him know how bad he got to you. He gave a slight smirk back.

“What? Can I not admire something as beautiful as yourself.” This coaxed a giggle from you which shocked you. You felt the heat rush to your cheeks as you turned back down to face your food. You moved the pasta with your fork. He went to eating then not saying much more.

“What were you working on?” You asked trying to change the subject. He smiled pulling out the binder that he had out before. He pushed it toward you slightly. You saw Supernatural written on the cover.

“It’s the first book of this series I’m thinking about writing… they just kind of come to me in these dreams I have.” You smiled at it opening it up. You began to read it while you ate. On the first page you noticed the name Carver Edlund.  

“You have a pen name?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Of course I do Y/N… what if no one likes my books. Don’t have to worry because no one is going to know it’s me who writes me.” You rolled your eyes slightly.

“May I read it knowing you’re the one who wrote it?” He laughed a bit nodding. “Great!” You smiled putting it into your bookbag. You zipped it up then before standing. “I have my math class… do you want to come over tonight? We could maybe watch a movie or something.” He smiled bigger than you ever did.

“I would love that Y/N. I’ll see you tonight.” He stood with you. “Mind if I walk you to class?” you smiled and allowed him to gently take your hand in his. He led you gently out of the food court into the cold, he made sure your jacket was zipped before you continued walking. He pulled you closer to him making you smile. You liked being close to Chuck, the musky smell coming from his skin. When you got to your class Chuck pulled you closer to him, his beard gently tickled your neck and chin as he hugged you.

“I’ll see you tonight.” You smiled, he nodded kissing your cheek.

“Of course beautiful. Wouldn’t want to spend it with anyone else.” You blushed more and had no clue what this new-found confidence was, but you kind of liked it.

 After class you walked to your dorm and kicked your shoes off along with your coat and bookbag. You pulled the binder out of it before plopping down on your bed. You began reading through the draft, it seemed to be about two brothers looking for their dad. They hunted monsters, and honestly you couldn’t help but to relate to Sam and Dean. You loved college but ‘classic’ rock was your main love. Anyway, Dean dragged Sam away and they were going to find their father. They hunted down whatever killed their mom. You were sucked in from the start of the book, despite the semi-crappy writing.

The knock on your door made you jump, you put the binder down hopping off your semi-lofted bed. You got up on your tip-toes to look out the peep hole. You smiled seeing Chuck’s face. He smiled as you opened the door, you hugged him tight.

“Hey! How was your day?” You allowed him into the room.

“It was good… much better now.” He kissed your cheek and you giggled at the feeling of his beard against your skin. He walked to your bed smirking at the sight of the open binder. “I see you’ve been reading.”

“I love it… it’s great.” He gave you a weary look. “Honestly Chuck… I wouldn’t lie to you about something like that.” He blushed slightly then before getting up into the bed. You followed him bringing your laptop up on your bed. You got onto Netflix and searched through the different movies. You stopped when you found a horror movie you’ve never seen before. Chuck sighed but allowed you to turn it anyways. Midway through the movie he lifted his arms above his head yawning and stretching before putting it around his shoulder.

“No, you did not.” You giggled as you cuddled up closer to him. He kissed the top of your head as he rubbed his hand up and down on your arm. His warmth gave you a comfort you’ve never felt before. You snuggled into his neck as you watched the movie your eyes slowly growing heavier. You slowly began to get more tired, till finally you actually fell asleep in his arms.

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Meeting the family

Requested by @my-fucking-world-13 : I would like a one-shot in which the reader is God's wife and they found it better to hide apart and Amara finds Balance (you) and uses it to attract him

Words:1080

Pairing: God!Chuck x Reader (Balance) 

Warnings: Protective! Chuck

 A/N: I hope it’s good! Thanks for the request!! don't forget you guys can request anything Supernatural related! I am super busy though so it may be only weekends when I post. Thanks for the patience! :)) 

“Please tell me you understand Balance.” Chucks voice was soft and comforting something that drew you into him from the beginning. You ran your fingers through your Y/H/C hair before looking at the diamond ring on your left hand. Chuck and you had been married for a couple years now, long before you knew he was God, not like that changed anything.

“I understand Chuck… I really do I just… you’re right this is the best and only way.” You stood sighing. He gave you a smile, his blue eyes twinkling slightly, he never made it hard for you to remember that he loved you. He followed you up to the bedroom and helped you pack your things.

“It won’t be for long, you’ll be in my arms in no time love. Promise.” He spoke only after you were all packed and about to walk out the door. You turned and hugged him tight, tears slipping from your face. Chuck ran his fingers through your hair and you felt a calming sensation slip over you. He always used his grace to comfort or heal you whenever you got sick. It was always the mercy never the wraith. You kissed him and looked around the house you two shared one last time before walking out and getting into your car.

You knew Amara was going to be a problem as soon as Chuck told you about her. Honestly you wanted to go to the Winchesters and scream, little did you know they had no clue what they had done. So, now here you were leaving the man you loved because it was no longer safe for you to be with him. Not with a psycho sister running around at least. The safehouse that one of the angels set up for you was nice enough though, very remote. It was somewhere you could get used to.

 You jumped awake after hearing a loud bang, fear ran through your veins. You had been living alone for around a month, sleeping without the safety of chucks arms wasn’t easy but you reminded yourself that it wasn’t going to be for very long. Now the fear was overloading your system as you got out of bed. You didn’t want to think about what could be outside the door, you hoped it was just a bear as you grabbed the shotgun. As you walked out you saw a figure of a woman standing at the little table by the door, she had the picture of Chuck and you in her hands.

“It’s amazing to me how he could just forget about me so easily… lock me up and forget about me.” Her voice was soft. “He didn’t even have the decency to tell his wife about me.” She scoffed tossing the picture over her shoulder with disgust. When she turned to look at you she smiled. “So ordinary… what did he see in you?”

“Amara… please Chuck won’t be happy if you do this.” She laughed at your words.

“Stupid girl. I’m done trying to please him… I just want his attention, and I think I found the best way to do that.” She walked over to you, she was dressed in a black floor length dress. It was fit to her figure yet modest. She gently ran her fingers through your hair.

The next thing you knew you were in an old warehouse, the cold air slowly freezing you in just your nightgown and robe. Amara seems to enjoy watching you suffer in the cold. That’s when the thunder came, it shook the ground terribly. The lighting lit up the whole room as the doors to the warehouse burst open. Chuck walked in wearing an olive-green cargo jacket over a red hoodie which was over a white t-shirt, faded blue jeans, and Chuck Taylors. The sight of your husband made your heart skip, then you saw his eyes shining a fierce blue. It was a little terrifying, you’ve never seen him use his grace in such an angry way.

“Amara… you can trash my churches, smite my angels, even mess with those Winchesters, but you’ve just crossed the line.” His voice was deep and powerful. His eyes went to you. “To use my wife as bait to lure me out. That’s below the belt.”

“You didn’t give me much of a choice… you were too busy hiding for me when I came out. Then you were plotting with the Winchesters to lock me back up again.” She walked over to you gently running her fingers down your cheek. “Why her, brother?” Chucks eyes looked from you to her.

“Amara please. What do you want? You have my attention… let her go back to her home.”

“No!” Amara yelled now making you jump slightly, you wrestled with the rope trying to get out. “You ignored me… you locked me up and what? You think everything is going to be okay now that I finally have your attention. You’ve been so caught up first with playing ‘God’ and now you’re playing house with a human.” She scoffed then. “I should kill her.” The thunder began to rumble louder the warehouse shook and pieces of the ceiling started to fall.

“You wouldn’t dare.” He growled walking closer to her. She smirked as he got in her face. “What do you want?” He placed a hand on her shoulder, she softened slightly and so did he. “Let’s go home Amara. I promise it’ll be okay.” He spoke softly to her.

“Home? Heaven?” He nodded at her. “You have to let Balance go though… I don’t think you’re making a very good first impression.” She moved away allowing Chuck to get to you. He ran to you snapping his fingers. You were back home with him, your home not some safe house, the house you loved and truly missed. The one he wrote his Supernatural series at, the place that you would curl up and read through his drafts, changing things without him knowing.

“Are you really taking her back to heaven?” He sighed but nodded anyway.

“I have to keep you safe. Don’t worry about me I’ll be around.” He kissed you gently on the lips before snapping his fingers. You sighed but unpacked loving being back in the house you’re in love with. You were happy despite the fact that Chuck wasn’t going to be around very much. What did you expect when you were married to God?

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College AU chuck

A/N: Sorry I know its been a while but college and some other things but after a friend said she missed my updates I decided to do the one she wanted me to work on. 

Pairing: Reader X (Currently) Human! Chuck

Warnings: Probs language. Chuck being awkward. Think that’s it. 

Words:1114

You sang along to your favorite song in the shower as you washed the conditioner from your hair. The community bathrooms weren’t the best, nor the cleanest but you were never that picky about things. The dorms in general kind of sucked but it was ‘the true college experience’ as your mother had said. You just got out of the shower wrapping your hair into a towel and then wrapped your body in one of the big nice black body towels. That’s when the fire alarm went off. You huffed looking at yourself and began walking out of the building, your RA not allowing you to get dressed.

Outside snow had just begun to fall, you ended up standing next to a scruffy looking guy. He turned looking at you his blue eyes going wide, he began to take off his blue and white stripped robe revealing a pair of plaid pj bottoms and white crewneck.

“Here… you um need this way um more than um me um.” He stuttered. You smiled allowing him to wrap it around your shoulders. The softness of the robe warmed your skin as you put your arms into it, thankfully not dropping your towel.

“Thank you so much… I swear the building better be on fire or I swear.” He gave an awkward laugh before running his fingers through his hair. He looked up at the building then.

“Well I’m not seeing any smoke. Chuck by the way.”

“Y/N.” You gave him a smile as you extended your hand to him. “Yeah, it’s probably a burnt popcorn incident or something stupid like that.” You rocked slightly back and forth on your feet trying to get as much warmth as you can. He moved closer to you awkwardly.

“So, what’s your major?” He asked trying to make small talk in the cold.

“Classical studies and a writing minor. You?” He smiled at your words a little awkwardly.

“I’m a religious studies major and writing minor as well. I’m actually working on a little something, it’s a book really… maybe if you’d like to check it out or something I’d love someone else’s input on it.” You smiled at him and nodded. Editing wasn’t exactly your cup of tea but honestly his puppy dog eyes could make anything your cup of tea. His smile grew, making you return it. You gently swayed a bit trying to keep the butterflies away.

“After all, it’s the least I could do for my knight in shining armor.” You smirked at him. His cheeks grew slightly rosy.

“Wouldn’t say knight exactly.”

“Well tough cause I so would.” The RA’s started letting everyone back into their dorms. Chuck walked you to yours as you both talked about your hobbies and all that. He was a pretty calm guy, except he did tell you about the minor headaches he tends to get. You gave him a tiny smile and listened intently to every one of his words. His voice was just so intoxicating to you, the way it wasn’t too deep or too high. Even though it would crack every now and then when he was unsure of his words. You leaned against the door when you got to your room.

“Well, I guess this it huh?” He ran his hand to the back of his neck as he rocked on his feet. He was around the same height as you, but you didn’t mind. You gave him a tiny smile slipping out of the robe.

“Thanks again… I probably would’ve froze to death without it.” He gave you a tiny smile before taking the robe from you.

“Well, you could repay me by going to lunch with me tomorrow. I’ll bring that draft.” You opened the door to your dorm nodding.

“I would love that sir. Meet here at noon?” He gave a big smile before nodding and walking off. You watched him slightly before closing the door and getting dressed. Who would’ve thought that such a horrible college experience would have such an amazing outcome. You smiled to yourself as you got into the tiny dorm bed pulling your sheet and blanket on top of you.

 Morning came with the sound of your incredibly loud alarm clock, you hit the top of it before getting out of bed. You pulled a pair of slightly torn jeans, an old band shirt, leather jacket and your converse before walking out the door. Your walk to your first class was nice and quiet, you always left early so you could have some quiet time to yourself. You smiled at your guy friend as he walked over to you. You both were talking about last nights homework, or well complaining really. It had gotten to the point where you had your binder out and slightly bit on the tip of your pen as you were going over some of the Latin. You felt eyes on you making you turn a bit, only to lock eyes with the beautiful blue ones of the man you met the night before. You gave him a warm smile closing your binder and holding your finger up to your friend. Chuck stood as you walked over to him, you held the black binder to your chest covering the Skid Row logo on your shirt.

“Hi.” You smiled, you could feel your cheeks slightly.

“Hey.” Chuck put his hands in the pockets of his dark blue jeans, making his shoulders shrug slightly. He gave you an awkward smile. “How’d you sleep?”

“Pretty okay. You have a class here?” It was mainly a Classics hall, with a sprinkling of upper English classes.

“Greek and Roman Mythology.” He nodded toward a classroom nearby.

“Oh right… duh, religion and all that.” He laughed slightly nodding.

“Yeah interested in it all… What class are you here for?”

“Latin sadly… but it was either this or Ancient Greek which I honestly think would’ve been badass. Latin is fun though.” You watched as the door to the classroom you were supposed to enter opened and students from architecture class poured out into the hall. “Well, I guess I should get going. Are we still on for lunch?”

“Of course! I’ll see you at noon Y/N” You smiled turning on your heels and walking into the classroom. The guy friend you ditched in the hall raised an eyebrow at you. You waved your hand away and rolled your eyes, although the way you were blushing and smiling gave him another impression.

“So, who was he? Besides some dreamy god-like man.” You laughed at this and opened your binder, the professor walked in at the same time saving you from anymore questions.  

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College AU updates

Hey so I started a Chuck college AU and I honestly felt it could’ve been better so as you’ll see its no longer there. I will be working on it though to get a better storyline and it might possibly be a Prophet!Chuck one!! 

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Opposites Attract (Part Three)

Part One

Part Two

A/N: This has recently been edited so make sure to reread it if you plan on reading part four! I realized I was a little off with what things happened in the show.  

Pairing: god!Chuck x Demon!Reader 

Warnings: Oral (female receiving), bondage, language, mentions of abuse. 

Words: 1707

You woke to feeling Chuck move off the bed, you groan reaching out from him. You heard his laugh then. You opened your eyes, glaring at God. He got dressed and you pouted opening your arms slightly. He sighed as if debating on what to do, then he continued getting dressed. You rolled your eyes.

“The boys need me love… I need to stop Amara with them and then I promise you all will be good.” You gave him a slight smile before standing yourself and getting dressed.

“Yeah… I need to be getting back to hell and all that anyway. I’m guessing I’ll be back in my meatsuit down there.” He sighed nodding, you gave him a slight smile before kissing him. “It’s fine. As long as you’re okay with it.” He took your hand spinning you around before pulling you close to him.

“I see passed so much more than that meatsuit of yours darling.” He kissed you gently and you blushed. You loved it here way too much to want to leave. He took your hand and lead you out of the house and into the garden. “I’ll see you around then… you know how to call if you need me.” You smiled at him before snapping your finger.

You sighed as you sat up in your bedroom. It was nice but nothing like the room you were in last night. Crowley had of course allowed you to have your every want and need when you came here but, it wasn’t your humans wants and needs. You stood getting changed into a burgundy sundress, that had a low-cut V-neck and a black ribbon around the waist that tied in the back. You slipped into some black heels before walking out.

“Good morning father.” You said as you entered the throne room. He gave you a tiny smile and opened his arms for you.  

“Good morning my little pet. Glad to see you where you belong.” Crowley spoke with a hint of spite, you just hugged and kissed him on the cheek.

“You should be happy that I’m happy father.” He rolled his eyes.“You should be happy that I’m happy father.” He rolled his eyes. You took your seat next to him as demons walked into the throne room. “Sir Lucifer is still very much missing… he still has yet to find a vessel, well one to hold him at least.” Crowley sighed, and you looked over at him.

“What happened to him being inside of that angel the Winchesters keep with them?” The demons looked from Crowley to you.

“Excuse the princess she’s been a little preoccupied with other duties… keep looking and next time come to me with good news. Don’t forget who the king around here is.” They nodded before walking out. He turned to you then explaining what all happened with Amara and how she left with God to go off wherever.

“So, Lucifer is just out in the open and you didn’t see a reason to tell me?” He rolled his eyes.

“Everything is perfectly save Y/N… I’ve been dealing with it. Lucifer is stuck currently, he’s got no vessel and as soon as he does my men will be on it.”

“Yeah your men.” You scoffed. “Just recently Lucifer took the throne from you… made you a dog, made me a-” You looked away unable to bring yourself to really say what Lucifer did to you. He had you as his queen and honestly it was a little off being as he was in the body of that angel the Winchester boys kept around. “I’ll be in my room… keep me posted please father.” He saw your change in demeanor and gave you a soft smile.

“Don’t worry you got God looking out for you too. I’m sure Lucifer won’t try anything.” You knew he hated what happened to you while he was locked in a cage. Which is why he started being more overprotective of you when it came to men. You walked back to your room your heels clicking against the old torn up floor of the run-down asylum. You walked into your room closing the door behind you, when you turned you saw God sitting on the deep burgundy sheets.

“Chuck?” He gave you a smile nodding gently. “Oh, thank God.” He laughed at your words before standing. “I don’t know what to do… Lucifer is out and I’m honestly a little scared, he could do so-”

“He won’t lay a single finger on you princess. I can promise you that right now…Lucifer will never in a million years even slightly think about touching you again.” His voice was stern yet comforting. He motioned for you to come closer to him. “He’s weak right now, he can’t find a vessel that’s strong enough to hold him currently. There’s no use to fear him.” You smiled at him walking over and nuzzling into him. He laid you down on your bed, running his hands up your tiny skirt.

“Crowley is down here.” He laughed slightly against your ear.

“Oh, come on now you think I’m worried about Crowley. He’s just a business man who got lucky with his job.” He whispered as he nibbled on your ear. You moaned in response as his hands went higher up your thigh to your black lace panties. “Now, what do we have here?” You blushed at his words.

“I was planning on seeing you later.”  He smirked as he reached behind you and unzipped the dress.

“Nothing to do with the way these demons look at you, huh?” You giggled a bit.

He snapped his fingers and you were undressed completely under him. He was dressed, and it didn’t seem to bug him, he kissed your neck and down your body slowly. He stopped and gently sucked on a nipple, before going to the other one. Treating them both to the same amount of attention. You moaned and bucked your hips.

“Hey now, none of that.” He scolded you like a child as he held your hips down.

“Please I want you lower.” You went to push him down with your hands. He sighed in response snapping his fingers again. Your hands and feet were now tied to the bed, you attempted to snap your fingers, but nothing happened.  Chuck laughed a bit.

“Oh sunshine… I’m not allowing you to get the upper hand this time.” He went back to kissing down your stomach. You sighed closing your eyes and attempting to relax your body hoping that if you were good he would allow you to be untied. When he got lower he allowed his hand to slide up and down your folds. “You’re so wet kitten.” You hummed a bit in response. He gently kissed your clit before sucking on it. You moaned loud bucking your hips on accident, his just placed his left arm on top of your hips. He pushed two fingers inside of you coaxing another moan from your lips. You struggled more against the black cloth holding your wrists, all you wanted to do was run your fingers through those beautiful curls of his.

“Chuck please. I want to pull your hair.” He laughed a bit against you before looking up at you and then the ropes.

“I’ll think about it.” He went back to sucking on your clit then. He curved his fingers inside of you making you moan and struggle more. He moved his fingers faster in you while looking back up at you. You looked into his blue eyes and flashed your black ones at him. This made him speed up more. His eagerness tipped you over the edge making you pull at the cloth and release over his fingers. He came up snapping his fingers again, you were dressed in pajamas and under the blankets. You turned towards him running your hand down towards his belt.

“Your turn.” You smirked. He shook his head.

“No… I just wanted you to make sure you knew who could make you quiver.” He kissed your cheek before wrapping you into his arms. “You should get some rest.” You sighed but allowed him to gently play with your hair, falling asleep slowly.  

[deansmom]

demon!dean being a cutie

[crowleysqueenofhellwithasmile]

Sugar, and spice, and everything nice.

Pairing: Gabe x Reader 

Warning: fluff

Summary: You come home after a stressful day and Gabe comforts you. 

Words:767

You walked into your apartment tired from the day of work and school, you were a full-time college student and picked up shifts at the diner down the road. That’s where you met your boyfriend Gabe who was now sitting on your couch flipping through TV channels. You had prayed for him to come over and he always happened to answer your prayers, over anyone else’s.

“How was work sugar?” He asked as you slipped out of the clunky black no slip shoes. You just huffed slightly as you sat next to him. He pulled you closer playing with you Y/H/C hair, you rested your head on his broad shoulder and kissed his cheek.

“I’m exhausted there was an old man that constantly blamed me for everything being wrong like I control the cooks or something, and then I got like zero tips. Not to mention classes today were-” He silenced your ranting with a gentle kiss before snapping his fingers, the coffee table was now covered in all of your favorite candies and desserts. He also pulled out your favorite kind of flowers from behind his back. He stood then kissing you on the forehead.

“I’m going to put these in water and grab some blankets.” You smiled at the archangel watching him walk into your kitchen.

You guys made a huge blanket fort, curtesy of Gabe mostly. His child-like behavior was something that always made you incredibly happy. He sat there sucking on a lollipop watching the movie that you put on. You snuggled up next to him, now in pjs, the stress of the day completely leaving your body as you leaned against him. You always felt so free around him, and you refused to chop it up to his grace. Even when he finally told you what he really was.

 You both had already been a year into the relationship and you were reading for the religion class you were taking. You were both sitting outside at a park nearby. Gabe planned a picnic for you both after classes, you looked up at him from your spot leaning on his chest and asked one simple little question that tends to pop up in every relationship.

“Gabe what do you believe in?” He chuckled a bit at the question, running his fingers through his honey colored hair.

“Well sugar… I believe that everyone should play the part they were born to play.” He shrugged before going back to starring at the clouds. You felt something off with him then and sat up.

“You know you can tell me anything right?” You were facing him now sitting crisscross your religion book open on your lap. He smiled before leaning over and kissing you gently on the nose.

“I know… just some things are a little more difficult.” He looked around then to make sure no one was paying attention then returned to your curious gaze. “I’m an archangel.” He whispered. You bit your lip trying not to laugh. You were never a religion person, you believed that something was there, but you didn’t know what and you had no control over it. He saw the look in your eyes and sighed. “I can prove it.” He spoke confidently. You smirked and waved your hand as if to tell him to go on. He gave you his signature grin and suddenly you saw beautiful golden wings. Your breath caught, he smiled and after you blinked they were gone. Your mind was racing then, if he was an archangel why would he be with you. You were just a normal girl. He smiled and kissed you gently. “I could never imagine myself with anyone else Y/N”

Now here you were a year later knowing about him being and angel and honestly it was something that you loved about him. You knew you were safe all the time even if he wasn’t around. He wrapped his arm around you and you curled into him kissing his lips slightly.

“I love you.” You whispered, he smiled pulling you closer to him.

“And I love you.” His words were soft and sweet and even though he said it a million times before it still sent a giddy sensation into your veins. His hand gently caressing your arm and his other playing with your hair. You yawned the events of the day finally catching up to you. He lifted you up gently and carried you to your bedroom where he laid with you wrapping you up in blankets. He was definitely the love of your life and nothing could change that.  

[crowleysqueenofhellwithasmile]

Black eyes and a Shot of Whiskey

Pairing: Demon!Dean x Hunter!Reader 

Warnings: language, smut

Summary: You used to date dean and get called to try and find him by Sam. You find him first at a bar. 

Words: 973

You were driving for what felt like hours looking for baby, you had followed any trails that could possibly lead you to dean, killing many demons on the way. The tires of your 78 Mustang came to a screeching halt as you saw the black 67 Impala. Your heart jumped as you parked next to it remembering all the long car rides with the Winchesters. Even the other rides you had with the older one, being as you dated on and off for a couple years. You were on an off stage when Sam called you asking for help. The bar was filled but it wasn’t hard to find dean up singing karaoke obnoxiously. You watched the man you loved with a beer in one hand and the mic in the other. He eyes met yours and both dropped, the crowd actually cheered at that as he walked off of the stage, you walked out of the bar feeling his eyes. You sat on the hood of your car watching as he walked out.

“Wow it’s actually true… Dean Winchester a demon.” You gave a tiny laugh as you ran our fingers through your hair. His eyes watched your every move.

“How’d you find me Y/N?” He asked his voice huskier than normal.

“I can be very persuasive with knife.” You shrugged, he got closer to you before stopping. It had been two years away from him and six months looking for him. The whole time you were trying to find him you thought you’d be happy to see him again, but disappointment had filled your whole being. “Anyway… I missed you. I just wanted to see you again.” He watched as you ran your fingers through your hair again looking up at him. Something that used to drive him crazy.

“Well my motel isn’t far…” You smirked at his words before shrugging.

“I don’t know Sam and I have been doing real good.” You lied, you saw the angered look on his face as he grabbed your wrist putting you into the Impala.

His motel was barely a mile down the road, once he pulled in he angrily took you out of the Impala and you allowed him to. He was always one for giving out little punishments in your relationship, being as jealous as he was. The demon in him only made this worse. He threw you down on the bed, getting on top of you quickly. He ripped your shirt as he took it off his eyes dark and full of lust.

“I think I’ve been too nice with punishments in the past Y/N.” You laughed at this rolling him over.

“No Deano… It’s my turn to hand out punishments.” You spoke confidently with a hint of aggressiveness. He looked at you flashing his black eyes, you just laughed. “Oh, honey bun… you don’t really think that scares me do you.” You lifted his shirt over his head before going down to his belt buckle. You took it off snapping it together in a way he used to. You reached up and wrapped it around his arms tightly. He growled making you smirk.

“I’m going to get out of this Y/N and when I do-”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” You rolled your eyes as your unbuttoned his jeans tugging them off with his boxers. “See… two years without a call from the Winchester boys was nice. Less hectic, I was able to hunt on my own and I wasn’t as distracted.” He rolled his eyes at your comment. You stood and slowly stripped out of your clothes. “But I missed something.” You got totally nude like him before crawling up his body. “I missed the way you used to fuck me.” You whispered, his breath caught at the sound. You crashed your lips against his moaning at the feeling of them against yours. He struggled against the belt trying to get his hands apart. You had everything planned out perfectly though. You slid down letting all of him enter you, he groaned closing his eyes.

“Oh sweetheart… you feel so much better than the other girls I fucked.” He looked at you obviously seeing if he hit a nerve. You didn’t allow it to faze you.

“I don’t know, I’ve had bigger.” He struggled again anger flashing in his eyes, you knew every way to get a rise out of him, perk of loving the punishments. You went faster, moaning into his neck as you kissed and nipped at it. He moaned back, still struggling against the belt that held his wrists together. You giggled thinking about it for a minute before undoing it. He growled pulling you off and bending you over.

“You’re going to wish you would’ve stayed in Kansas by the time I’m done with you.” He whispered in your ear. He slammed into you fast pulling your hair as he watched your face. You felt his hand hit against your ass hard making you yelp. “No one is allowed to touch you but me… do you understand that Y/N?” he growled. You nodded the pleasure too much for you to answer. He went faster in you gripping your hips tightly. You knew you’d have bruises the next day, but it didn’t matter he was doing exactly what you needed him to. The sound of moans and skins hitting against skin filled the room, it wasn’t long till you both reached your highs. He laid on the bed and you stood.

“I’m going to shower before Sam get here.” You spoke nonchalantly, he stood up going to move over to you, he was stopped by something. “Oh, I broke in earlier and made sure there was a devils trap under the bed. No hard feelings, right?” you smirked. He rolled his eyes before sitting back on his bed.

[crowleysqueenofhellwithasmile]

Hold on to me

Pairing: God!Chuck x Hunter!Reader 

Warnings: just fluff

Summary: You’ve been stood up and came back to the bunker and Chuck finds out and makes the night better. 

Words:710 

You came into the bunker running down the stairs, you wanted to go right to your room but a man in a red hoodie with a white crewneck under, he also wore old jeans stopped you. He wore a confused and concerned look, his sapphire puppy dogs looking into your Y/E/C ones.

“What happened didn’t you have a date or something?” He asked looking at you. You looked away quickly moving your Y/H/C hair so that he couldn’t see your face. You didn’t want to explain what just happened. He looked at you as he heard your thoughts you heard a thunder from outside his blue eyes filled with obvious anger. “Y/N… I swear once I get ahold of him.”

“Please Chuck… don’t say anything to Dean or Sam. I just, I’m fine okay.” You looked at him sighing and he nodded sympathetically his grace calming down. Dean walked into the room then and Chuck moved away from you.  

“Hey Sam, told me you called saying that you were coming home early.” You nodded.

“Yeah I’m going to shower and watch some TV.” He nodded, you turned to see Chuck gone and shrugged. You took off your heels before walking to your bathroom, you tossed them into your room. When you walked into the bathroom you saw the tub drawn, bubbles filled to the brim. Your favorite candles were on the bathroom counter and a glass of your favorite wine was sitting on a table by the tub. You looked at everything, your eyes filling.

“I figured it would be nice for you to relax.” Chuck spoke from the doorway, you turned looking at him.

“You did all of this.” Your voice cracked. “No one’s ever did anything like this for me before.” He smiled.

“Well I’ll leave you to it then.” You looked at him walking over and hugging him tight, his kissed the top of your head. You watched as he left closing the door, you got out of the nice navy-blue dress and the black lace panties and bra. You moaned slightly getting into the warm tub, the smell of coconut cucumber filled the air. You smiled at your favorite smell. You picked up the wine sipping it, you realized it never seemed to empty despite how much you drank.

When you got out of the tub and a towel, black silk tank top with white lace around the edges and matching shorts, and a black robe showed up on the counter. You smiled at it drying off and putting on the pjs with the robe. When you got to your bedroom you saw Chuck sitting in your bed with plaid pj bottoms and his white t-shirt still. There was ice cream, pizza, and mac and cheese. You smiled at the food and sat next to him.

“How was your bath angel?” You giggled at the nickname.

“Amazing… funny thing my wine glass never seemed to empty.” He smiled nodding handing you another glass of wine. You sipped from the glass before picking up a slice of pizza. He grabbed the remote and began playing your favorite movie. You couldn’t help but curl up with him as you ate the pizza. He held you close to him kissing the top of your head. “This is better than any possible date that I could’ve ever been on.” You whispered.

“Well I hope to have many more of these with you. Maybe we can even call them dates.” You smiled turning to look at him and gently kissed him. He seemed to be shocked by your acts which made you smirk as you pulled away.

“What the all-knowing God is taken aback by something I a mortal did.” He laughed slightly.

“You’re a hunter Y/N… definitely not a normal mortal.” You kissed him again and he snapped his fingers the food leaving the bed. You cuddled closer to him slipping out of the robe and getting under the covers. He kissed the top of your head pulling you close and playing with your hair as you watched the movie, your head on his chest. The warmth coming from his touch warming you better than the blankets. Your eyes began to grow heavy and he gently caressed your arm with one hand keeping his other buried in your hair.

[supnafasmbls]

Crowley is a angry torture king

[wholita]

He tortures all of us being so damn sexy.

[crowleysqueenofhellwithasmile]

Opposites Attract (Part Two)

A/N so I decided that I liked the story a little too much to not continue it. Find part one here! 

Pairing: God!Chuck x Demon!Reader 

Warnings: protective!Crowley (like a father) mentions of drug/alcohol abuse and abuse. smut and fluff.

Words: 2013

You woke to Chuck still sleeping beside you, you glanced over at him a bit before getting dressed. He slept soundly for God, then again you slept pretty soundly after last night. You couldn’t help but smile a bit at the way his eyelids slightly fluttered. Once back in your dress and heels you walked out to see Crowley standing outside the door.

“Good morning darling… did you have a good time last night?” You could feel the anger coming off of him.

“Whatcha talkin’ about?” You scratched the back of your head.

“What am I talking about?” He began to yell. “Try the fact that I sent you here to help the Winchesters and then come to find out you spent night with him.” He motioned to the door. “Do you know who he is?”

“Yeah big daddy angel or whatever you wanna call him.” You got closer to him. “But trust me big daddy fits pretty well.” He rolled his eyes before pointing to the door.

“You’re leaving right now. I will take care of this, you are to not come back or ever so much as think about this mistake you made.” He grabbed your arm and began walking you toward the door. Chuck appeared in front of him then.

“Good morning.” He smiled. “You must be the King of Hell. I’m well… you already know.” Dean and Sam walked out of their rooms, both looked like they were dragged out of bed for this. That meant it had to be sometime before six in the morning.

“What the hell is going on here?” Dean yawned looking to everyone in the hall finally landing on me. “Oh, what a shock you’re a part of this.”

“Your God here defiled my daughter.” Crowley yelled and you couldn’t help but laugh a bit. That caused him to glare at you.

“Adopted daughter for one… for two while you were busy trying to play Uncle Crowley with Amara I had my own form of fun. Third you sound like an angry middle age soccer mom.” He released your arm looking at you. You just looked at Chuck giving you a soft smile, one that made you want to curl up in his arms. His sapphire eyes looking into yours practically melted you. Both of these things disgusted you for a second, but you said nothing instead just smiled back. “I’m staying here with Chuck.”

“Yeah I have to say we need all the help we can get with Amara.” Sam piped in.

“I will not have her around Lucifer.” Chuck looked to the boys then at the sound of Crowley’s words.

“Lucifer is coming? I highly doubt he wants to see me.”

“No. But he wants to see Y/N… why don’t you tell him about that?” Dean said. You leaned against the wall crossing your arms.

“I had to do it… he already killed off Rowena. At least we thought. I just…” You trailed off looking away from everyone.

“Had sex with Lucifer as well.” Dean said shrugging.

“You’re just pissed off cause he’s currently using your little angel boyfriends body… trust me the last thing I wanted to do was fuck him. I did what I could to survive… he’s lucifer.” You practically shouted the last part. “He’s stronger than me.” You walked off then going to a random bedroom of the bunker slamming the door with the flick of your wrist. You sat on the bed holding yourself, all these emotions Chuck gave you last night rushing through you. It’d had been years since you so much remembered sadness, it made you glad to have sold your soul.   You looked up at the door when a knock echoed, before you could say to ‘fuck off’ to whoever was there you heard his voice.

“Y/N, please open the door… I’m not mad, I can help you.” You stood slowly at the sound of Chucks voice. Walking to the door you placed your hand to the cold doorknob. You opened it smiling as you saw his puppy dog eyes. He leaned down kissing you, you allowed him to, wrapping your arms around his neck. He gently walked back with you, this time he snapped his fingers and you were in a different area all together. You looked around the gardens touching every flower. the stargazer lilies seemed to straighten up at your presence.

“What is this place?” You turned toward him, and he just smiled leading you to a white farmhouse. You walked up the large stairs to the wrap around porch. The railing was smooth to the touch, he opened the black door for you allowing you to see everything eloquently decorated.

“I figured you wouldn’t remember… you asked me for this. When you were human at least. Remember, you wanted to travel the world, go to college have a good house a husband and kids the whole human experience.” You walked in. “Guess I was a little selfish, I just didn’t think you’d go and sell your soul.” You turned to face him, that’s when you saw yourself standing next to him. Not your meatsuit but what you looked like. You walked over, there were no bruises, just you with your long Y/H/C, your Y/E/C looked happy and filled. You looked back to him.

“No this isn’t true.” He walked over moving his hand over the faded image of you and it disappeared. He ran his fingers through your hair then turned you to the mirror and you saw yourself.

“You’re yourself in heaven… well whatever you really want to be.” You shook your head. There was no way you could be in heaven. No way that any of this made sense, you sold your soul… you were the Princess of Hell. A title you held very close considering the other option you could’ve been placed with. He wrapped his arms around you gently kissing your cheek. His touch made you giddy again. “No worries… you don’t have to stay here. I just made it for you last night. Go on look around.” You walked around the house opening every door, you found a huge library, different things from different places in the world scattered the house. You couldn’t help but laugh at the last supper painting. “Hey now that’s straight for Italy.” Chuck rested his head on your shoulder, pulling your hips toward him. “Let’s go upstairs princess.” He lifted you into his arms and carried you bridal style, you honestly fell more in love with him than you imagined you would. He opened the door to a huge bedroom with a King-sized bed in the middle, he placed you down on your feet and you ran to it jumping in. He smiled admiring you. You raised your hand for him.

“Come.” He took your hand and you kissed it lovingly, the warmth of his touch moved through your body. He kissed you again lifting your dress and throwing it to the floor leaving you in your bra and panties. You lifted your hand and went to snap your fingers, but nothing happened. He laughed at your confused face.

“No worries sweetie, I’m just as human as you are right now.” He kissed you again laying you down, he unbuttoned his dark blue shirt before adding it to the pile of clothes. “Only place you can snap your fingers usefully would be out in the gardens… that’s how you’ll get here.” You nodded watching his hands as they went to his belt buckle. You sat up undoing it with his belt and jeans pushing them down. He finished kicking them off before continuing to kiss you. He rolled over onto his back allowing you to straddle him. You gently grinded against him feeling his arousal pushing against you. He kissed you passionately something you’ve never really felt from a man before. His hands reached around to undo your bra breaking the kiss only to add it to the pile. You went back to grinding against to him and he pulled you close to his chest kissing you. He gently licked your bottom lip asking permission which you allowed him, his tongue explored your mouth slowly as his hand moved to your panties sliding them off as much as he could.

You took them off along with his boxers before straddling him again, you moaned loudly sliding down on him. You felt everything much more intensely here. You leaned down to kiss him, but he stopped you looking you up and down. It was obvious that he wanted to watch you which made you actually blush. You felt your cheeks smiling as you felt the heat raise to your face. You rode him, and he watched as your breasts bounced with you taking in every curve of your body his hands gently went up and down your body. He rolled you both over then, so he was on top, he went only slightly faster than you did.

“Oh god.” You moaned, he smirked pulling out making you whimper and pout. He rolled you over, you smirked curving your back. He ran his hand over your back and then gripped your hips, not hard but enough. You felt him enter you again this time more quickly than the last. You moaned gripping the white pillow, you felt his hand swat your ass making you turn to look at him. He smirked going faster into you pulling your hair slightly as he kissed you upside down.

“You feel so amazing around me princess.” He said against your lips. You smiled batting your eyes at him. This caused him to go faster letting go of your hair and kissing your back and neck. Your moans filled the room as your body began to shake.

“Chuck I’m gonna…” You trailed off. He smiled going faster hitting you perfectly. You screamed as you came around him. His thrusts became messy and more desperate as he went faster. His grunts became more pronounced till you felt his warmth fill you again. You smiled as he sat there a bit as if catching his breath. He pulled out laying on his back opening his arms for you. You laid down curling up on his chest.

“Why me?” You said quietly.

“What do you mean?” He held your body close to his, his hand gently running up and down your upper arm.

“Why did you do all of this for me… I’m a demon. Princess of Hell even. Aren’t I on the naughty list.” He kissed your forehead and you smiled feeling his scruff.

“Well… like you said in the bunker you prayed. I wasn’t exactly the best at answering those, but with you. I really fucked up with you Y/N. I should’ve helped you. Hell, Crowley was more reliable than I was.” He sighed. “I never thought I would see you again. I mean yeah, I watched you from a distance as I do most people but… never thought I’d see you in person. When you walked into that bunker I didn’t just see a demon. I saw the girl that I let down and a damaged soul. So, here I am cleaning up my mess and falling in love with a demon. Both of which I find to be my favorite things I’ve done.” He moved the hair away from your face. “I talked to Crowley, he said that after all this is cleared up you could come up here as much as you want though you still belong to hell and-”

“That’s fine. I don’t mind it as long as you don’t.” He smiled kissing you.

“I think I like the demon part a little too much.” You giggled at his words curling up closer into his arms. For once you felt at home. It didn’t matter that, yeah, the house was fake or that god was laying there next to you. To you, you were doing exactly what you wanted to, laying in your dream house next to a man you were pretty sure you loved.

[crowleysqueenofhellwithasmile]

Opposites Attract

Pairing: God!Chuck X Demon!reader 

Warnings: Talks of drug and alcohol abuse, implied abuse, Smut, eh fluff. 

Summary(really suck at these honestly lol): The Princess of Hell gets sent to see the Winchesters only to meet God and start to have feelings toward the way he makes her feel. 

A/N: there may or may not be other parts to this. c: Leave a comment on what you think!!

Words:1448

You walk through the kingdom quietly, servants slightly bowing to you as you walked by. You smiled at them sweetly before continuing down the hall, after all they feared your father more than you. Upon entering the throne room, you hear your father, Crowley, yelling at a servant in front of him. Amara was causing quite the problems in hell. You smile at Rowena as you walk over she kisses your hand. You of course weren’t Crowley’s real daughter, but he took a shine to you after selling your soul and well the rest is history. Now you lived under his protection in the abandoned mental hospital they called the kingdom.

“What seems to be the problem now?” You asked the Scottish woman next to you.

“Fergus is upset because there seems to be another player in our chess match against Amara.” Crowley glared slightly at his mother though his expression softened when he looked at you.

“Darling… I need you to go see the Winchesters at their bunker for me please. I have no time with the chaos going on here.” You smiled nodding at the man. You walked over placing a kiss on his forehead.

“Don’t stress too much father. I would say you’ll work yourself to death but…” You trailed off smirking slightly. He gave you a fake laugh that was filled with love before sending you on your way.

 “Hello boys.” You smirked as you walked into the bunker. Dean looked up at you sighing slightly.

“Where’s Crowley?”

“Busy with hell things… he sends his regards though.” You say as you finish walking down the stairs. “Come on don’t act like you’re not happy to see me Deano.”

“Hey, Crowley here yet?” Sam asked as he walked into the room.

“No, he sent the princess instead.” Dean sighed motioning to you. You rolled your eyes before walking deeper into the bunker. A man walked in then, he was scruffier, but his eyes made you stop in your tracks. They were a sapphire blue and looked so innocent yet so worn down.

“Who’s your company?” You ask looking him up and down.

“Chuck Y/N. Y/N Chuck.” You extended your hand to the man and he took it shaking it slightly.

“So, Chuck… what are you doing with the Winchesters. I’m much more fun.” You winked making the man chuckle nervously before looking to the boys.

“She’s the princess of hell.” Sam said. You curtsied playfully.

“There’s a princess of hell?” Chuck asked, the boys nodded, Dean rolling his eyes.

“Y/N this is God. Treat Him with respect… don’t flirt with him.” You smirked looking him up and down again. He wasn’t a player in the game he should be the coach. “When’s Crowley coming?”

“Once he finishes up some hell stuff.” You say over your shoulder looking back at God quickly. “I never thought you were real.” You say. “I mean I know about heaven and hell trust me, well only after I died… I just,” You raise your hand to touch him and he lets you gently run your hand over his stubble. You felt emotion flow through you for the first time, actual human emotion. You backed away from him then. “Anyway, I’ll be in the library till my father comes.” You say clearing your throat before walking out.

 Sam and Dean left for food leaving Chuck in the bunker alone with the princess. He looked toward the library thinking about the way you looked at him when your hand was on his face. He walked into the room clearing his throat making you look up at him.

“Oh, can I help you?” You asked a little sassily wanting him to leave you alone.

“Yeah Sam and Dean are gone for food.” You nodded at him looking back at the book. “You know I used to be a writer. Still kind of dabble in it a bit.” You made the page turn by flicking your finger in the air slightly, it was easier to read that way. “What happened in there?” You sighed slamming the book shut.

“Look God or whatever, I’m just here cause my father sent me… I have no reason to be around you or your stupid magic or whatever. I’m a demon.”

“You were a human girl once don’t you remember that?”

“Don’t you remember my prayers? Or did you not hear them Mr. High Almighty Lord and Savior.” You rolled your eyes. “Bullshit.” You mumbled. “I had to sell my soul just to get away from my drunk father and my crack addicted mother… Crowley is more of a savior than you ever will be.” You looked away from the man then standing. He grabbed your hand before you could walk away.

“I heard your prayers but,” he sighed. “You didn’t wait long enough for me to do anything. I might be god but I’m not a miracle worker. Trust me I’m far from perfect, hell look at all the shit going on right now. Half of it is my fault.” You just nodded.

“Well I’m happy now, with what I am. I’m stronger, I could destroy them both in a second flat if I really wanted to.”

“But you’re not bad. You may be a demon Y/N but you’re not bad. What you felt was the good. You felt the human side of you again.” He put your hand to his face again. you felt it again, it was like a golden light washed over you. You fell into his lap and he gently kissed the back of your head. “Come. Let me help you.” He said leading you to the bedroom. You allowed him to, wanting nothing more than his hands on more parts of your body.

He laid you down gently onto the bed running his hands up your dress. He had never felt this way with anyone else and doubted that he ever would. There was something special about you, maybe it was the fall from grace. Or maybe just the fact that he could make you a demon feel better. He kissed your lips the warmth making you gasp and wrap your arms around him. He moved the dress up your body slowly before over your head tossing it to the side. He admired your body taking in every curve. Maybe he liked you because you both weren’t in your exact forms. You both got to choose what you wanted to be. He kissed you again and this time you snapped your fingers making you both completely nude. He laughed under his breath being as he’s never had someone to do that to him. He spread your legs running his fingers up and down your wet folds, coaxing a small moan from your lips. He smiled coming back up.

“You’re very wet princess.” He kissed you gently, you could feel his member rub against your folds.

“Please Chuck.” He smirked down at your begging.

“I’ve never been with a demon.” He looked down at your body again before entering you with one push, you let a moan feeling every inch of him inside of you. He was the perfect size stretching you just enough as he gripped you’re hips softly. He kissed you again as he picked up his pace, you moaned pulling him close to you. The warmth and light still chasing away the dark that filled you. He went fast hearing you moan more in response, you held on to the headboard slightly as he bent our legs up so your knees were over your shoulders. He held under your knees as he went faster loving the feeling of you wrapped around him.

“You’re so tight.” He groaned as he picked up the pace. You moaned as you bod began to shake. “Cum for me princess.” He whispered looking down at you. You screamed as you came, he smiled feeling the wetness as he kept the pace groaning himself before he filled you.

 “That was amazing.” You breathed from your place next to him in bed. He turned to face you wrapping his arm around your waist gently.

“Maybe we can do it again sometime.” He smirked, closing his eyes. You listened to the boys walking in and calling for you both, but you didn’t answer only closing your eyes and snapping your fingers to lock the door. You felt too good to deal with the Winchesters, they’d have to wait for morning for any answers. Frankly, you didn’t exactly know what to say to them about what happened, you kind of felt like you were falling for the man next to you. No not man, God. Was that even legal?

Part two!

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Saving, Mr. Holmes

Chapter Nine- An Untimely Ending

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Warning: OUR MAIN PURPOSE FOR THIS CHAPTER IS TO SHATTER YOUR HEARTS BUT DON’T WORRY WE WILL FIX THEM IN LIKE A CHAPTER. BEAR WITH US.  WE LOVE YOU. DON’T HATE US. WE LOVE YOU. LET US KNOW IF YOU NEED SOME TISSUES. WE HAVE SOME FROM WRITING THIS BULLSHIT. 

A/N I’m sure from the warning @onepissedofsquirrel wrote you know where this chapter is going

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Kassie’s P.O.V

I woke up in Sherlock’s arms the next morning. His shirt covered my frame and my panties peaked slightly out from under the hem. I smiled as his smell surrounded me. I sat up slowly before swinging my legs off the bed and standing. I pulled on his blue dressing robe, stepping out of the bedroom and into the kitchen where I saw the morning tea and biscuits already by Sherlock’s chair. I made a cup of tea and sipped it as I looked at the newspaper. The front page shocked and angered me, saying that Sherlock was a fake. I looked over at him and he kissed me gently on the lips.

“The newspaper.” I stated and he chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.

“Don’t worry about it.” He said as he stood, walking to his violin. He picked it up and glanced at me before he began playing it.

“I’m going to go get dressed.” I sighed, setting my cup of tea down. He was already playing the violin loudly, so I went downstairs to my flat. I decided on a simple outfit, that didn’t require to much effort. I walked to the dresser and took out black panties, a matching bra, burgundy jeans, a black and white tribal crop top that zips up in the front and a sheer black button up with tiny little golden spike beads on the shoulders. I slipped on some booties with a small heel on them. I got dressed quickly and walked upstairs. Sherlock was still playing his violin, but when I walked in he stopped and looked to me.

“You look beautiful.” He grinned as he walked over to me and sat down with me on the couch.

“What are your plans for today, Mr. Holmes?” I asked him as I put my head on his shoulder.

“This for now.” He pulled me closer to him. I smiled and rested my head on his chest and picked up my book. I started to read while his fingers danced and twirled in my hair. I took a deep breath and just sat there taking my surroundings in. I realized then that I could happily sit with Sherlock for the rest of my life. I didn’t want anyone else but him in my life.

Sherlocks P.O.V.

Around four in the evening, I stood from my spot lifting Kassie gently. I went to my room and got dressed in all black sighing as I pulled on my peacoat. I stepped out of my room slowly, as not to be heard and positioned myself in the kitchen to look at her. I looked over at the woman on the couch. The one who poured her heart out to me only a week before. The woman who amazed me from the start. The one who saved my life just yesterday. Here I was preparing to meet with Moriarty. Mycroft and I have been planning this for some time now. I just never thought I’d fall so deep in love with a girl.

Kassie looked up at me then “Where you going darling?”

“Out meeting with a client.” I said then I walked over and kissed her tasting her lips for the last time.

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I went to the rooftop of Saint Bartholomew’s. I heard Staying Alive playing obnoxiously as Moriarty looked at me “That’s the problem isn’t it… staying alive.” He said as he stood. We talked about the plans and he told me how he made everything up. Then it came down to the bottom line. I was to kill myself or he would kill everyone I held dear to me.

“John, Molly, even little miss Kassie will die.” He smirked looking at me. “Unless of course you take the swan dive.”

I sighed and walked over to the top of the roof considering it for a moment. When I turned I saw Moriarty had a gun to his head. I went to walk to him but he simply pulled the trigger. I walked back to the edge and saw John and Kassie walking toward the hospital.

I dialed John’s number and he picked up on the second ring.

“Sherlock? Yeah I’m just coming in now.” I watched as John took quick strides away from me with Kassie following quickly behind him.

“No! No. I need you to walk back the way you came. Please. Just do this for me.” I watched as John walked back to where the cab had dropped him off. “Alright! Stop there. Okay look up. I’m on the rooftop.” I watched as John’s head tilted up as Kassie looked confusedly at him and then followed his gaze.

“Oh, God.” I heard John gasp and quickly after heard Kassie pleading. I could hear her repeating a quiet no as she looked for the entrance closest to where I was.

“I… I can’t come down, so we’ll just have to do it like this.” I could see Kassie already crumbling and John trying his hardest to hold her up while struggling to stay up on his own.

“What’s going on?” I could hear the desperation in John’s voice as he tried to understand what was happening. John took the phone from his ear momentarily switching the ear he held it to as he panickedly looked around.

“An apology. It’s all true. Everything they said about me. I invented Moriarty.” I sighed looking up at the sky. I could hear Kassie’s struggled cries as she fought back the tears.

“Sherlock, why are you saying this?” John sounded extremely distressed as he begged to understand.

“I’m fake, John. The newspapers were right all along. I want you to tell Lestrade, I want you to tell Mrs. Hudson and Molly. In fact, tell anyone who will listen to you that I created Moriarty for my own purposes.” John shook his head and I could hear the aggravation when he cleared his throat.

“Ok. Shut up, Sherlock. Shut up. The first time we met… The first time we met, you knew all about my sister, right?” John was trying to prove the lies I was feeding him wrong. I regretted lying to him now. Even though, it was necessary.

“No one could ever be that clever.” I shook my head and looked at the pavement beneath me. It was when I heard his exasperated voice ring through the receiver when I looked up again.

“You could.” I watched as he wrapped his arm tightly around Kassie as she shook lightly watching everything unfold before her. I frowned thinking back to the wonderful times I had spent with her in and out of the bedroom.

“I researched you. Before we met, I discovered everything that I could to impress you, It’s a trick. Just a magic trick.” I saw the way they both looked around for any entrance that could possibly lead them to me. I noticed Kassie point when she had found one.

“No. All right, stop it now. No.” John and Kassie both began to run for the door. My heart froze as I remembered what would happen to them if I didn’t do what Moriarty wanted. In order for it to work, they needed to be just where I had put them.

“No. Stop. Stay exactly where you are. Don’t move. Alright. I need you both to keep your eyes fixed on me.” I frowned watching Kassie buckle as John reached out to stop her. I watched her fight against him with everything she had. “Please. Will you do this for me.” John released Kassie and I watched as she ran for the building once again. Maybe I was selfish, but I didn’t ask John to make her stop. I sighed loudly mulling over the words I could say to John. “This phone call, it’s my note. It’s what people do, don’t they? Leave a note?” I looked down at John sadly for a few moments before I heard the door behind me slam open as I turned around to face her slowly. “Goodbye, John.” I dropped the phone from behind me before looking to Kassie with tears now in my eyes. I looked at her momentarily taking her in one last time before I would have to leave. It was killing me to do this to her. “Kassie.” She took a step forward and I took a small one back. “No. Stop. Stay there. Please…” She was still far enough back she had no chance to see Moriarty’s body and begin making connections.

“Sherlock. No. Don’t do this please…” Kassie was begging me now and I wanted to take the step down of that ledge but it would mean her death along with everyone else I loved.

“I’m sorry… I love you.” I looked at her one last time before falling backward off the edge.

Kassie’s P.O.V

“I’m sorry… I love you.” He looked at me with tears in his eyes before falling backwards off the ledge. I tried to move, but I couldn’t. It was like my parents all over again. I was frozen in place as the man I loved fell to his death. I had half a mind to walk to the edge and jump myself but I couldn’t build the strength in my muscles to move. I slowly sunk to the ground my knees making contact with the hard pavement as my head fell into my hands.

I couldn’t tell you how long I sat there before the door behind me slammed open once again. I expected John but was instead greeted by Lestrade. I wondered how he could have been here but then again I had no idea how long I had been on the roof. I looked up and noticed the sky had only darkened slightly.

“John told me you had run up here before he jumped. You watched it didn’t you?” I nodded slowly and Lestrade made his way to me before pulling me up slowly. He wrapped his arms around me carefully as he walked me slowly off the roof.

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Me *casually scrolling down on my tumblr to find this chapter*

Me: OMFG WHY DID WE DO THIS?!?! 

@onepissedofsquirrel :because it was necessary. We needed to have it be heart crushing for the readers

me: BUT IT’ S CRUSHED MY OWN HEART 

her: and that’s the sacrifice we have to make