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Laying Claim (Castiel x Witch!Reader)
@ladyofhellhounds
So with that in mind, this is what my brain came up with, idk why XD, I hope you like it 😊
(Also guys, my mom and I finally got to the Godstiel part of Spn I've heard so much about, and pretty much our reaction was the same, just "oh sweety, no, what are you doing?)
Word count: 2,476
Pairings: Castiel x Reader
Warnings: Cussing, Demons being asshole, unknown claiming? Fluffly Cas, Angry Cas
Today's the day! The anniversary of when you first joined the Winchesters and their guardian angel one year ago. You had met when a coven in your town had started killing people, you were going to find out for yourself but...Well after all, if they wanted to do the dirty work of searching, why not let them?
Though you still did some digging of your own after you found a hex bag in your gutter, silly little girls, just a bunch of soccer moms who thought Harry Potter was real. Needless to say the demon they had sold their souls to at their little slumber party wasn't the type to give them back, and with a little help from one of your spells, the pieces fell right into place for the Winchesters to slay the demon...
Only problem was the bitch knew about you, and used her last breath to spill the beans, so you really weren't surprised when the trio came barging up to your house. The two boys seemed to want nothing more than your head on a platter as well, thinking you were linked to the coven, but the third, the third simply stared at you, seemingly trying to decipher you as well as commit you to memory. It wasn't hard to know what he was, the gift of sight as your grandmother called it, allowed you to see the large black wigs that rose behind him.
'Interesting' you had thought, remembering everything you had ever read about angels.
"Tell you what" you spoke, stopping the argument the boys were having.
"Have your little friend here read my mind, or memories, which ever he prefers, and see that I have never harmed anyone" the boys looked to the angel who seemed to have broken out of the trance he was under at the sound of your voice.
"Cas?" The shorter man asked, to which 'Cas' simply nodded and made his way over to you, he lifted his fingers, placing two on your forehead while closing his eyes, a moment later he opened them and nodded at the boys.
"She's telling the truth, she hasn't hurt anyone, she actually helps people, and was a target of the coven herself" he told them.
"See? I told you, now, would you care to join me for some tea?" You asked, eyes never leaving his blue ones, oh you could get lost in those babies.
"I even have pie" you added with a smile as you finally turned to the other two.
That had been the first time you had a civil conversation with the trio; Sam and Dean, two orphan hunters following in Daddy's footsteps. And Castiel, the angel who decided to fight his own kind to protect humanity, interesting. You offered your services should the boys ever need it, figuring they would never take you up on it, but hoping to be able to see the stoic angel once more, and low and behold...
They called. For almost a year now you had been helping them, being a researcher, going with them on cases, even using your magic to take down baddies. The work made your feel alive, but not as alive as when Cas would come around. Something about the angel's presence alone makes your body feel electrified, and when his piercing blue orbs met yours you swore your heart stopped. Lately though, he started treating you like a child who was incapable of keeping herself safe.
The first time was while you were helping the boys with some demons, a reason for Cas to be present, and you hadn't thought much past trying to slow down your heart rate when he grabbed you and pulled you to his chest, shielding your eyes as he let out a blinding light that killed them all.
The second time though, you had been against a neat of vamps, one which you and the boys were handling just find, but just as you were about to drop the vamp that was advancing towards you, a silver blade pierced it's neck, quickly taking it's head, and when it fell it revealed Cas standing behind it. He stated that he needed to speak with Dean and Sam about something, so that is why he located you all, but you began to wonder when you were the first one he healed, and he stood extra close to you as he spoke.
The third time you started to grow annoyed. You were just fine by yourself, could handle yourself against the werewolf, and in your opinion, kicking ass. Sure you had taken a few scratches, and your arm hurt like hell from the deep claw marks, but you held your ground...And then right as you were about to give the killing blow with your magic, that all too familiar angel blade made an appearance once more.
"What the hell Cas that was my kill!" You told him, less angry about the fact that he finished the fight and more about the fact that he had done it so often recently.
"You're injured" he simply stated.
"So? I was still kicking its ass!" You defended as he walked over to you and healed you, causing you to groan and walk away from the confused angel.
The final straw had been tonight, the whole day throughout the hunt for a pack of demons who had intel on Lucifer, the boys and you had been in a somewhat good mood after you had bought them breakfast and explained the anniversary. The hunt had gone well, you found the demons, killed all but one and was grilling it for information. It was a tough nut to crack, even an exorcism didn't scare it.
"We're not getting anywhere, let me try" you told them, causing Dean to immediately shake his head.
"Hell no, I'm not letting you near that thing alone"
"Funny, you say that like you can stop me" you stated while looking over at him, there was a silent stare before you sighed
"Just five minutes Dean, I promise you I'll be fine" before Dean could even open his mouth Sam spoke in your defence
"She's right Dean, and besides, he's in the trap, what can he do?"
Dean was silent for a moment before his eyes met yours again.
"Fine, but five minutes is all you got" nodding, you made your way back into the room.
"Ok buddy, here's how it's gonna go down" you started as you stood in front of him, but he only laughed while looking around.
"Boy toys now coming?" He asked
"Sorry pal, just you and me, now you're gonna-"
"You know I'm surprised your mate leaves you alone with them, he must trust you a lot, or he's an idiot"
"What the hell are you even talking about?" You asked, confused as to why he would state you have a "mate"
"Oh….Oh you don't know" he started laughing hysterically.
"Shut it!" You yelled watching as his laughter died down, but the smirk stayed.
"Sweety, you reek of him. His sent his all over you. Desperate protectiveness, longing, it's enough to make me gag, the best part is that he did this without you even knowing. A do not touch sign to anyone else, a claim on you, really that's horrible, and I'm a demon" he laughed again, while you digest the information, something had laid a claim on you? You felt like you needed a shower thinking that it could be any of the creatures you encountered in your year with the boys.
"You know though, I'm not surprised you didn't know" it stated, causing you to look at it once more.
"You're such an idiot" and with that he lunged at you, knocking you back into the wall and knocking the air from your lungs. You were pretty sure you heard your shoulder pop while your vision blacked out for a moment. When you looked around you noticed the slow steady drip of water from a nearby pipe that had washed away part of the devil's trap, before your eyes were brought back to the demon's face as he straddled you, leaning in and taking a deep breath.
"I wonder how he would like it...If I laid my own claim to you" he smirked, and you tried to push him off as he leaned down, him somehow over powering your magic, but just as he was about to reach your neck, his weight disappeared from you and a crash was heard from the other side of the room.
"W-wait I-I didn't know!" It started to plead as you watched Castiel slowly walk towards him.
"I didn't know she belonged to an angel I swear!" He pleaded again.
'Belonged to…' your mind started to remember little things that happened these past couple of months. Cas giving you his coat when you stood outside watching the boys do a salt and burn, Cas sitting next to your while you explained your favorite shows to him, by the end of the night you would be leaning against him and his arm would be on the back of the couch, fingers lightly resting on your shoulder. Cas listening to your music with you from your ipod in the back of the impala despite the fact he could easily poof to the location. And then there was Cas always swooping in when you were fighting things...did Cas...Lay claim to you?
You watched as he easily got the information and killed the demon, only then noticing that the boys had been pounding on the door trying to get in, upon the demon's death, it unlocked and they rushed into the room.
"Y/N!" Dean started but Cas was quick to cut him off.
"Why were you not with her?" His voice rising slightly, the only indication besides the fire still burning in his eyes that he was pissed.
"We figured she" Sam started, but was also cut off by Cas.
"That she what? Was your bait to get information? You put her in danger!" A light blew out in the room.
"And we told her" Dean tried
"And you know she would not listen! You should have been in her presence at all times!" Another light, the bright flash momentarily illuminating the shadow of Cas's wings, oh, he was very pissed.
"Cas" you started
"This is exactly why I have to keep-"
"CAS!" You yelled, turning the room silent as you stood, grabbing your arm that you could clearly tell was broken.
"I came here alone of my own accord, they didn't want me to, but I did it anyways, it's not their fault"
"They should have protected you" he started, coming forward to heal your wounds, his eyes showed a different story, and in that moment you knew what he was really trying to say.
'I should have protected you'
"We need to talk by the way" you stated, looking at the boys then him.
"Alone" with a nod he grabbed your hand.
"I'll take her back to the hotel" he told the boys, and in a blink, you stood in your hotel room. You let go of his hand, making your way over to the bed and sat down, Cas didn't move as he stared at the carpet.
"Cas did you…."you started before realizing that this was going to be really embarrassing to ask.
"Did you ...Lay claim to me?" you asked, not meeting his gaze when you saw him look at you from the corner of your eye.
"...Not...Fully" he spoke after a moment, this caused you to look at him.
"What does that even mean?" You gave a short laughed and watched as he sighed before coming to sit next to you.
"Y/N I...I have feeling for you...Ones that someone would only have in the presence of a potential mate" he states turning to look at you.
"Wow sweety we gotta get you into now days language" you said with a chuckle, before adding.
"So..You have feelings for me?"
"Yes, I thought it was wise to push them away at first, you would be in danger if anyone after me, found you. But as time went on I found them...Harder to repress, and I found myself claiming you before I even realized it" He states, looking down as if weighted by shame.
"We have different versions of claiming"you laugh, thinking back to what the demon had said
"He said I smelled like you" Cas nodded, still not meeting your eyes.
"It's the first stage of claiming someone, we cover them in our scent, it's not perceivable to your senses, but to other beings it lets them know that you belong to someone" he explained, "So every time you sat next to me or gave me your coat?" He nodded, before adding.
"My grace also leaves behind a scent" he added.
"Your grace? Do you...Use it often?" You asked.
"To protect you yes" He nodded
"So this was why you have been jumping in front of monsters for me?" You asked, again he nodded.
"You know I can take care of myself" you smiled
"But it's my job to protect you" he stated, finally meeting your gaze.
"Because you're my mate?" You asked with a laugh, but noticed his cheeks darken at your words.
"I'm not your mate…"
"Yet" You smirked when he looked at you with wide eyes.
"I have feelings for you that someone would only have in the presence of a potential mate" you smiled, watching as he scanned your eyes for any sign that you were untruthful.
"But I can still take care of myself" to laughed.
"But It's my-"
"Job to protect me, tell you what, if it's your job to protect me, than it's my job to protect you" you told him as you leaned in, watching his confused expression as you pressed your lips against his, they were just as soft as you always imagined they would be, and your hand came up to cup his face, his stubble lightly scratching your palm as you felt his hand rest against your hip. You pulled away and looked into his eyes, the striking blue swallowed by black pupils.
"As your mate" you smiled, watching as a smile spread across his lips.
"So...if putting your scent on me is the first stage...what are the other stages of..Laying claim to a mate?" You asked with a smirk, watching as his smile turned playful.
"There are a lot of stages, it could take all night" he replied.
"Well, guess we better get started" you spoke before pulling him down for another kiss, you were in for a long, blissful night with your new mate. Happy anniversary to you.
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Laying Claim
Author: Laceymcbain Rating: Mature Fandom: Inception (2010) Relationship: Arthur/Eames (Inception) Characters: Arthur (Inception) Eames (Inception) Original Characters Additional Tags: One Shot Non-Graphic Violence threat of non-con Protectiveness Drugs Roofied Marking Bruises Jealousy First Time Angst and Humor Slow Build Rescue Claiming Shower Sex London Hurt/Comfort Declarations Of Love Friendship Sharing a Bed Slash Podfic Available Published: 2011-06-29 Words: 12,096 Chapters: 1/1 Summary: “Arthur, you've rung me at 2:30 in the bloody morning from Soho where you appear to be on a street corner and shirtless, possibly drugged. I've no doubt you're capable of handling yourself under normal circumstances, but drunken blokes aren't always the most understanding sort, especially when you're not actually selling what you look like you're selling.”
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Scar’s Thoughts: Mildly amusing, mildly serious, mildly porny, mildly captivating. Add all that together and you have a solid read!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Three relationships, three different displays.
(note: refer to third part of this fic if you only want to read Shoot)
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(*I’ve decided I’m going to marry Toby Keith. It’s gonna happen.*)
In case anyone's interested, an old piece about possessive, protective, BAMF! trickster Gabriel has been dusted off and given a vaguely nsfw ending here. Just in time for sabriel sunday~
Laying Claim || thegodofmischiefownsyou
His heart was racing in his chest. someone was following him he had no doubt; the padding footsteps though light were teasingly noticeable and he felt like his heart was going to jump up into his throat as he once more broke out into a run. That is until the alleyway ran out for him and he came to a dead end with a pained whimper.
Trying to look back into the shadows a tremble ran up his spine as he felt he might have to resort to his magic; which he did not want to do. One hand held halfway behind his back and feeling the pulsing energy running through his finger tips but not fulling summoned. "S-Show yourself! Coward.." The god shouted into the dark, emerald eyes trying to see the predator till he heard a familiar voice and his whole being stiffened.
Muscles locking up and his breathing growing sporadic, no longer wanting to know what was in the shadows; he knew he wasn't going to like the answer.