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I haven't got a request but I adore your blog!! You're so freaking talented. Sorry if I spam you by liking and reblogging 💕
You literally just made my day! Thank you so much!!!!!
You were convinced that Sam and Dean were conspiring to get you and Jack together, although you weren’t entirely sure if he had figured that out yet. Jack walked into the motel room you were supposed to share and looked at the queen bed, walking past it and sitting on the couch.
His cheeks turned a light shade of pink. “I can take the couch. Why don’t-”
You cut him off. He was too cute. “It’s okay. I don’t mind if you don’t.” You gave him a small reassuring smile.
“No,” he shook his head quickly, “I don’t mind.”
You walked over to the bed, motioning for him to follow behind. Smiling, you threw the covers on top of you, watching as he apprehensively sat on the edge of the bed.
“I don’t bite. I promise.” You laughed, patting the space next to you.
Jack crawled underneath the sheets, laying where you patted the bed.
You propped yourself up on your elbow and turned to face him. “Relax, Jack. You know, it’s your room too.”
He allowed himself to relax ever so slightly before extending his arm across his pillow. You shuffled over, laying your head on his chest.
Jack wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to his chest. He pressed a kiss to your forehead as a faint smile ghosted his lips. “Goodnight, Y/N.”
“Goodnight, Jack.” You smiled, snuggling further into his embrace.
Can you do a one shot or imagine based on the idea on your list about Lucifer telling you stories about before he fell and then he kindve breaks down and you comfort him?
Reader x Lucifer
“I remember how my brothers and I would race from the sunrise side of heaven to the sunset side of heaven.” Lucifer smiled fondly of the memory, interrupting himself to explain. “You see, everyone either prefers sunrises or sunsets. My Dad likes to split them up into categories. They have better conversations.”
“But anyways,” he continued, “I remember how freeing it was to fly amongst the tallest skies in the universe with my brothers trailing behind me. After all, I was always first, but don’t ask them. They’ll never admit to losing.”
“That sounds like it was a blast.” You told him, smiling.
Lucifer nodded, the smile falling from his face. “It was.”
Before either of you knew what was happening, tears fell from Lucifers face. You had never seen him break down before, and you weren’t entirely sure of what to do in this situation.
Nonetheless, you wrapped your arms around him, letting him bury his head into your shoulder and cry. You rubbed his back, lightly tracing various shapes in an effort to calm him down.
“Hey,” you asked him. “What’s wrong?”
He reluctantly lifted his head from your shoulder, wiping the last few tears away from his puffy eyes. “I miss them. I miss them every single day, and they hate me. They wish that I was never created, and don’t tell me that they don’t because I can feel that every single day.”
You embraced him tighter. “Luci, they don’t hate you. They probably just feel betrayed. When you fell, you left heaven and all of your brothers behind.”
Lucifer removed his head from your shoulder and looked up at you. With a sad smile, you wiped a tear away from his eye before placing your hand on his cheek. He leaned into your embrace. You smiled, “Have you tried to talk to them? Like I mean really talk to them?”
He shook his head no. “I wouldn’t know where to start, and I honestly don’t know if I could face them again.”
You placed a soft kiss on his cheek. “I’ll be there for you when you’re ready.”
“You’ll come with me?” His smile began to return to his face.
You nodded, giving him one last hug. “Absolutely.”
Your dad looked at the man you brought home the way he did with all of your past boyfriends and stuck out his hand. “So, what do you do for a living?” Cas looked between you and your dad before warily shaking his hand. “I’m an angel of the Lord.” “Right,” your dad looked over at you and then back at Cas. “And I’m the Gatekeeper.” He walked away, giving you a look as if to say ‘we’ll talk later.’ You groaned, and began to explain to Cas what your dad meant before trying to figure out how you would explain Cas to your dad.
Love the new Lucifer imagine!
Awe thank you! x
Being best friends with Lucifer would include
him being there whenever and wherever you needed him
having tea tuesdays where the two of you would chat over a cup of tea
being his top priority
and him always keeping you safe and happy
“No one will hurt you, Y/N, not while I’m around”
him asking you to live in hell with him
but you say no because you don't like his demons
so he gets an apartment for the two of you
coming back to him trying to cook you dinner
being the best wingman ever
him scaring away anyone that tries to mess with you
lucifer always being your shoulder to cry on
cuddling with you when one of you has a rough day
lucifer getting a phone just so he can talk to you and then him calling you five times a day
“Y/N, come back home I’m bored.”
him helping you with your religion homework
“They’ve got it all wrong, Michael was the asshole.”
telling you stories from before he fell
introducing you to his brothers
who immediately love you
because you don’t take any of Luci’s bullshit
him taking you to your doctor and dentist appointments because otherwise you won’t go
lucifer breaking down to you one day because he’s just so happy that someone genuinely wants to hang around him
and you crying with him because it breaks your heart that he felt so alone before
and you just being each others best friends
Can you do a one shot or such where the reader is Like Sam and Dean's little sister figure and Lucifer takes a liking to her. Like a platonic type thing
Sister!Reader x Sam and Dean Winchester, Reader x Lucifer
You rubbed your eyes, shuffling your feet into the kitchen to see what all the screaming was about. It had been a while since Sam and Dean had been this active before ten in the morning, and you were curious to see why they chose today to break that tradition.
“I’m not sure if you’re aware,” You grumbled, “But it’s the crack ass of dawn.”
“Y/N,” Dean pushed you out of the kitchen as soon as you took a step in. “Why don’t you go back to bed?”
“Go back to bed?” You glared at him, crossing your arms over your chest. “I was in bed until your screams woke me up!”
“Dean, get her out of here.” Sam yelled from the kitchen. You raised an eyebrow, pushing Dean to the side and ducking under his arm.
“Who’s this?” The stranger asked, looking over at Sam and Dean. “I don’t think we’ve met before.”
Sam pursed his lips. “Satan, this is Y/N. Y/N this is Satan.”
“Satan?” The devil asked, offended. “Sammy, that’s such a mean name. You of all people should know that I prefer Lucifer.”
You turned towards Dean. “Why is the devil sitting in our kitchen drinking coffee?”
“It would have been tea,” Lucifer interrupted. “But Sam wouldn’t share.”
“It’s complicated.” Dean told you.
You sat on a stool next to the devil and poured yourself a cup of coffee. “Well, I’m up. I might as well help.”
“You really don’t need to-” Sam began, but you cut him off.
“No,” You poured some sugar in your coffee. “The three of you woke me up, and I know that I’m not going to sleep until whatever issue you’re dealing with is resolved. So start talking.”
Lucifer laughed, throwing his arm across your shoulder. “She’s my new favorite.”
“Fan-freaking-tastic.” Dean grimaced.
You smiled, clinking mugs with the devil as he filled you in on the situation.
Ur awesome <3
Awe thank you so much!!!!!! You’re even awesomer! Have a great day! x
“What?” Dean asked, his protective side kicking in. “When did this happen? Did you salt check him? Make him stand in a demon strap? Throw holy water on him? Accidentally cut him with a little bit of silver?” “Dean,” You rolled your eyes. “He’s a human.” “But did you do the tests?” He asked. “Because you can’t know that for sure unless you’ve done the tests.” You groaned. “Yes, I’ve done them all.” “And when am I meeting him?” Dean asked. “I have to make sure he knows to treat you right.” You opened your mouth to speak, but Dean cut you off. “He has been treating you right, right?” “Yes,” You nodded. “Like I’ve been saying for the past ten minutes, he’s a nice, human guy.” “Well, it can’t hurt to make sure. Why don’t you invite him over for dinner tomorrow night?” Dean asked you. “I-“ You began to protest, but Dean cut you off. “Great, I’ll have Sam cook.” He told you before yelling out to Sam, “Sam, draw demon traps everywhere and douse everything with holy water! Y/N’s bringing her boyfriend over tomorrow night!” You groaned, thinking of a way out of dinner.
“Allow me to remind you,” Crowley snapped, flashing Dean his red eyes. “Who I really am.” “Edward Cullen?” Dean snickered. “I thought you were supposed to wait until we got into the forest to tell me.” Crowley’s red eyes vanished as he argued with Dean. “Do I bloody look like I’m sparkling?” “That’s right, you’re bloody,” Dean paused, looking for the right words. “Eating blood.” Well, he tried. You looked over at Sam as the two began to bicker back and forth about Edward Cullen, Jacob, Bella, and well, Twilight. When you couldn’t take it anymore, you burst out laughing, diverting Dean and Crowley’s attention towards you. “I’m sorry,” You laughed. “I just didn’t realize how into Twilight you both were.” “I am not into Twilight.” Dean spat, “I just happened to lose the remote and was too lazy to get up and change the channel.” “Is that why you have the book hidden under your mattress?” Sam asked. Deans face turned red as he pointed towards Crowley, trying to take the attention off of himself. “He’s the one that gave me a copy and told me to read it!” “Well, I, I would never!” Crowley stammered. You smiled, looking at the two of them. “You have a Twilight book club?” As Dean and Crowley began to deny everything and then blame each other, you and Sam laughed, promising never to let them live this down.
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You clawed at the man’s face that had shoved you into an alley and pushed you against the cold brick wall. His grip faltered for a moment, but not long enough for you to escape.
“Jesus,” his eyes narrowed in on you as he raised his hand.
“Not Jesus,” a laugh echoed throughout the otherwise abandoned alley. “But I was mentioned in the same book.”
The man turned around as you peered over his shoulder, watching as Lucifer flashed his wings. His red eyes narrowed in on your attacker as he let you go and shuffled away. Lucifer threw him against the wall with the flick of his wrist, dangling the man ten feet above the concrete.
He turned to face you, lightly rubbing his thumb over your bruised cheek. “You’re hurt,” he mumbled.
You opened your mouth to argue, but Lucifer pushed you behind him, turning to face your attacker once again. He shook his head, “There are literally billions of humans, but you just happened to hurt the one that I care about. Talk about bad luck.”
Lucifer smiled sweetly and snapped his fingers, sending the man off to somewhere unknown.
He turned around, focusing on your bruised cheek once again. You grabbed his hand, lightly pushing it away. “Where did you send him?”
“It doesn’t matter.” He reassured you and began to check for any other injuries.
You placed your hand on his check, diverting his attention. “You can’t send everyone that hurts me to Hell, Lu.”
“Sure I can, Y/N.” Lucifer pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Perks of being the king.”
He wrapped his arm around your waist, snapping his fingers and bringing you back to your room where he could take care of you with no protests.
hey, I was wondering if you could write something with Sam and Dean meeting a hunter that nearly got her face ripped off by a werewolf?? Like she has scars that go across her face and they’re just super intense and Dean is just like “wOw YoU’Re SuPer CoOL” and Sam is just like “uh you’re cute please hug me??”
Reader x Sam, Reader x Dean
You stared in the mirror and ran your fingers across the outline of your scar. At first, you absolutely hated the sight of it. It stretched from the top of your forehead to around your eye and down across your lip. But now, you saw it as proof that you had survived the werewolf attack that had nearly torn your face off. You had a few actually, although that one was the biggest. With a final smile, you put your glasses on and rushed out the door.
The crime scene was crowded with cops looking for a sadistic serial killer rather than a nest of vamps. You shook your head, if only they knew. They turned their heads to look at you, the way they always did, and stepped to the side as you crossed the crime scene tape. At first, it annoyed you, but now you saw it as more personal space, which couldn’t hurt in a crowd of uncultured peasants, could it?
You bent down, inspecting the puncture wounds on the neck, looking up when you heard someone clear their throat.
“Hi,” He waved, as you stood up. The man tucked his long hair behind his ear before sticking his hand out. He looked around, making sure no one else was listening in. “I’m Sam, Sam Winchester.”
His brother grinned and shook your hand. “Dean.” Dean shook your hand longer then a normal person was supposed to. “Sorry, you’re just awesome.”
Sam elbowed his brother, laughing awkwardly. “What my brother means is that we heard about your hunt in Washington and-”
“You’re freaking awesome.” Dean cut him off.
You smiled, laughing lightly. “Thank you.”
“Yeah,” Sam tucked another strand of his hair behind his ear. “And I think your scars are really nice. That sounded weird, I’m sorry. I just meant that your scars are, you know, you look nice.”
“Thanks.” You felt your face heat up, immediately looking down at the floor. “You’re, uh, you look nice too.”
“Yeah, yeah, we all look nice. Now can we get some food? I’m starving!” Dean walked past the two of you.
Sam smiled. “After you.”
You walked towards Baby with Sam, laughing as Dean honked his horn and yelled for the two of you to hurry up.
Could you do a dating Gabriel as a chubby girl with scars would include? Bonus points if she is very sensitive and has anxiety! Love your blog!!! Have a wonderful day/night! 💞💞
lots and lots of cuddling
like lots of cuddling
Gabriel comforting you after a hard day
him constantly making sure that you’re doing okay because you’re the most precious thing to him
reassuring you that he doesn’t care about size
“Sweets, you do know that my non-vessel size is probably bigger then a skyscraper, right?”
wrapping you in his wings whenever you’re having a panic attack
and telling you stories of heaven until you’re feeling okay
him wanting to show you everything amazing about the world
so he takes you on loads of cute dates all across the world
binging all of your favorite shows together
then Gabe becoming obsessed and zapping the two of you in the shows
and then getting angry when you swoon over your favorite character
so he immediately zaps them out of your show
“I guess the writers finally decided to kill him off. What a shame.”
kissing your scars every night before bed and reminding you that you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen
Gabriel being completely in love with you
“You’re it for me, Y/N. Throughout time and whatever worlds my Father created, you’re the only one for me.”
And Gabriel being it for you too
Because you’re both so in love and happy together
Can I request a Crowerly imagine? The reader finds out her parents are getting divorced and she is really upset. She doesn't know how to handle all the emotionnls she is feeling . Crowerly notices something is up because of how she's been acting. He decides to ask her about it and she tells him everything. He tries his best to help her through it and comfort her. The reader has really bad anxiety but she keeps it to herself and he knows so he helps her through that too. Thanks!
Crowley x Reader
“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” Sam asked you, looking over with concern.
“Just a bad case of the flu.” You reassured them, tossing one of their duffles into Baby.
Sam and Dean always hated leaving you behind when they went on hunts, but you knew that they would let you sit this one out if you told them that you had the flu. After all, the last thing Dean wanted was someone throwing up in Baby.
With a wave goodbye and a small smile, Dean and Sam hit the road while you trudged back into the bunker. The only thing that you could think about for days was that your parents were getting a divorce. All you could remember was how in love they were when you were growing up, and now you could only wonder if that love was a lie. Because if that love was a lie, was the love they had for you a lie? You shut the door to your room as your anxiety worsened and your breaths grew shorter and quicker.
You sunk down to the floor and let your head fall into your hands. The only thing that you could think about was your parents and their divorce. And every time you thought about their divorce you wondered if they loved you, or if that was just a lie too.
The phone in your pocket had been ringing non-stop for the past five minutes. You ignored it, promising that you would call Sam and Dean back later and tell them you were showering.
“It’s rude to ignore someone’s calls, you know.”
Your head snapped up, staring at Crowley sitting in your desk chair unamused. He sighed when he saw you and stood up, walking over and sitting on the floor next to you.
“What are you doing here?” You asked. Crowley usually popped up outside of your room and knocked quietly on your bedroom door so that Sam and Dean didn’t hear him. But today was different.
Crowley rolled his eyes and shook his head as if it was obvious. “You didn’t answer my calls and you’ve been acting weird for days. I’m not as dumb as the Winchesters, love. You’ll have to try a little harder to fool me.” He nudged your arm. “Now what’s going on?”
That was all it took for you to break down and tell Crowley everything. You told him about your parents divorce and how worried you were that they didn’t love you either. When you had finished, Crowley wrapped his arms around you, doing his best to calm you down.
“That’s ridiculous,” He said, finally. “Y/N, your parents love you more than anything in this world, they always have and they always will. I’m sorry about their divorce, and as much as I wish I could fix it, I can’t. But I can be here for you, Y/N. I’ll always be here for you.”
Crowley held you in his arms a little longer, distracting you with the latest news from Hell and telling you funny stories about his favorite HellHound, Juliet. He unwrapped his arms and stood up, extending his hand down for you to take. “Come on, Y/N, I’ll take you anywhere in the world if you’ll just smile for me.”
Although that alone made you smile a little, Crowley followed through on his promise and took you to Paris, helping you through your parents divorce as best as he could.
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I LOVE YOU TOO YOU AMAZING HUMAN BEING
Is it okay if I put some of your Imagines on Pinterest or Wattpad. I'll give you credit for everything.
Yeah of course! Thanks so much! Have a lovely day!!