You Can Stay

Originally posted by fiddlesticksimagines

Pairing: Warren Worthington III x Reader

Request: “ Warren Worthington (XMA) + Prompt 1/6/40?”

1: “Come over here and make me.”

6: “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

40: “Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?”

Warnings: None

A/N: I originally intended to make this a little more steamy, but for some reason I just couldn’t write it right now, sorry about that!

List of Prompts- Prompt Me!

You trudged up to your room, sighing with every step you took. It had been a long, horrible day. And on top of it all, you hadn’t seen your boyfriend Warren all day. You just wanted to crash in your bed and sleep for a thousand years.

You shoved your door open, frowning when you saw a lump in your bed.

“What the hell… Warren?”

You recognized your boyfriend turning around sleepily, his blonde hair ruffled. He jerked upright when he saw you, your blanket sliding down his bare chest.

Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

“I got back from a mission and lost the key to my own room, so I kind of fell asleep in your bed.” Warren rubbed the back of his neck, giving you an apologetic look.

“It’s okay,” you sighed, rubbing your eyes tiredly.

“Hey, are you okay?” Warren frowned, sitting on the edge of your bed, your blanket still tangled around his legs.

“Yeah, it was just a long day.” You looked down at your hands, twisting your fingers together.

“Well, at least you can relax with your hot boyfriend now,” Warren said. You grinned, laughing softly.

Have I entered an alternate universe or did you just crack a smile for me?” Warren asked cheekily. You shook your head, motioning towards the door.

“Can you get out my bed?”

Come over here and make me.” Warren quirked up an eyebrow, giving you a smile that made your stomach flip over. You walked over, Warren reaching up to pull you into his lap. You kissed him deeply, your hands coming to rest on his cheeks. He slowly laid down, keeping you on top of him. His wings wrapped around you, settling you into his arms.

“You can stay,” you murmured, falling asleep almost immediately. Warren pressed a soft kiss to your temple, letting his eyes close as he fell asleep too.


“Babe, can you just stand there for a minute,” You told Warren who stood by the pool in his shorts, his shirt completely unbuttoned to reveal his toned body. This statement was a fairly normal one for your relationship. Occasionally, one of you would just ask the other to stop purely so you could admire them. He paused at the edge of the pool, that infuriatingly hot smirk planted firmly on his lips as he let you look him up and down.

You inched closer to him and pressed your hands against his chest, his skin warm against your fingers. You let your fingers trail slowly up and down his torso for a moment, feeling his smooth skin beneath your palms before they came to rest on his chest.

His smirk only seemed to widened as you looked up at Warren with a flutter of your lashes, leaning in to him slightly. The smirk turned into a cocky grin as he leant down in an attempt to meet you halfway. But before his lips could even brush your own, you pushed his chest, sending him flying into the pool. Laughter spilled from your lips as he broke the surface, an unimpressed look carved into his features.

“You think that’s funny?” He asked but you couldn’t breathe let alone answer him. Before you could register what was happening, Warren swam to the edge, grabbed your ankle and pulled you in.

“Warren!” You yelled once you’d managed to catch your breath. He laughed and wrapped his warm arms around you as you playfully hit his chest, muttering, “Unbelievable.”

~ Clara

very short + based off a conversation @pagemaximoff and I had!

anonymous asked:

“i can’t fall in love with you, i won’t!” with Warren pls? Like maybe the reader knows he's such a playboy and sleeping with everyone and keeps ignoring Warren constantly flirting with her, which he does because he really really likes her, and he keeps casually slinging an arm around her waist and pulling her to his chest and whispering things in her ear and it's starting to get to her because damn he's hot and nice and...fluffy ending??? thank you thank you babe!!

warren worthington iii + this prompt list

word count: 555

note: honestly beyond in love with warren omg

“I swear, Y/N, if you fall for Warren, I’m gonna kick your ass,” Ororo says, her mouth half full of popcorn. Jean and Jubilee nod their heads in agreement, Jean moving the bowl of popcorn with her mind over to where she is sat on Jubilee’s bed. “He’s a playboy who sleeps with every girl on campus, of course I won’t fall for him.” Y/N reassures her friends. “He is cute, though,” She continues, causing three pillows to be thrown at her by Ororo, Jean and Jubilee. 

“Hey baby,” Warren says, wrapping both arms around your waist from behind. “Oh god,” Y/N sighs, shuffling out of his tight grip. “C’mon, I have something to show you!” Warren says excitedly, grabbing ahold of her hand and dragging her halfway across campus. He stops in front of the sunset, slightly hidden behind the large oak trees. “Wow,” Y/N admires the mix of colours and textures in the sky. “So beautiful.” 

“Not as beautiful as you, dollface,” Warren smiles, draping his arm around her shoulder. Y/N rolls her eyes but leans her head against him anyhow. She sighs deeply, wrapping her arm around his waist. “You know that I really do like you right, angel?” Warren states, his gaze not moving from the sun. “And you know that I’m never gonna fall for you because you’re a playboy, right?” Warren doesn’t respond, he just removes himself from her grip - sitting down on a large log on the ground. “I’m falling in love with you, Y/N. Seriously.”

Y/N eyes widen at his words, as she comes to realise Warren hasn’t been seen with another girl in months. He genuinely was dedicated and loyal to her, without even knowing if she would ever feel the same. Y/N realised that Warren was being honest, he really did love her. All the new feelings and thoughts were terrifying to her. Warren turns around to look at her, waiting for a response. “I-I can’t fall in love with you, I won’t!” She screams at him, a tear escaping her eye. 

Warren jumps up from his seat, hugging her immediately. “Hey, hey. I’m not asking you to, I just needed you to know how I feel.” He says, stroking her hair and shushing her occasionally to help her calm down. Y/N removes herself from his grip, looking him directly in the eye. “That’s the thing, isn’t it? This changes everything. I always thought this was just something you did with every girl, but now I know that you genuinely have feelings for me -  Ugh!” Y/N takes a deep breath before finishing her sentence. “I think I like you too, Warren.”

He doesn’t even register the fact that he’s moving until his lips are on hers, his hands cupping her cheeks as hers snake around his neck to grip lightly onto the small blonde curls that fall there. “I’ve been dying to hear you say those words since I first laid eyes on you,” Warren whispers against her lips as his curve into a smile. All she can do is smile back at him before placing her lips on his once more. “My friends are gonna kick my ass because of this, I hope you realise what I’m sacrificing for you here.” Y/N laughs as he interlocks his fingers with hers. “Thanks, babe,” 

A Perfect Storm Part 10

Characters:  Sam, Dean, Reader, Rowena, Cas, Crowley, Reader’s father

Summary:  Reader is an actress on Supernatural.  What happens when she is torn from her world and thrown into the world of Sam and Dean?

Word Count:  1496

Warnings:  None

Tags are at the bottom.  As always, feedback is welcome and appreciated.

Originally posted by fatherofmurder

A Perfect Storm, Part 10

“Michael? As in, the archangel, Michael?” Dean looks stunned. Cas and Sam have also climbed out of the car, forming a semi-circle of sorts around you.  

“How do you know?” Cas asks sharply.

“He came to me, in a dream. He told me…he said…Jesse is going to destroy everything, not just the angels and that I have to go back and the portal is opening and…and…and….” The words tumble out so fast, you can’t stop them. Your hands flail about in distress.

“Whoa, whoa, take some deep breaths,” Dean reminds you. It seems like he’s constantly reminding you breathe. “I got you, it’s okay.” He pulls you into his arms, your face pressed to his broad chest. He makes soothing noises. “Shh…shh…it’s okay…”

Great, hiccupping sobs take over, you can’t control them. “It’s not….I can’t…Dean, it’s too big, too much. I can’t do this. I can’t. I’m not enough,” you protest, your tears staining his shirt.

“You are. And you can. I’m not gonna let anything bad happen to you. Got it?”

He pulls you tighter and you feel some relief, grateful that he’s willing to help you carry this burden. You nod into his chest, not trusting yourself to speak. He stands there on the side of the road, rocking you back and forth gently until your sobs turn to tears, eventually stopping altogether.

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Warren Worthington III x reader headcanon
  • <p><b><p></b> <b></b> • You dye his feathers into a babydoll pink while he's asleep<p/><b></b> • When he wakes up, he turns towards you and hugs you tightly<p/><b></b> • "Good morning, baby girl."<p/><b></b> • "Good morning to you too, angel."<p/><b></b> • Warren gets up to go to the bathroom and then he looks into the mirror, seeing his pink feathers<p/><b></b> • Manly screams and then a half naked Warren attacking you with tickles<p/><b></b> • you screaming with a high pitched voice while laughing and caughing<p/><b></b> • On the next morning your hair is dyed pink too<p/><b></b> • "Matching colors!!" Happy giggles<p/><b></b> • "Yeah, Warren.." Sighs<p/></p><p/></p>


Imagine fighting with Gabriel over the last chocolate bar. Please. 

Requested by sarkina~

“Gabriel, you already had a chocolate bar.” You stated with crossed arms. “The last one is mine.”

The archangel stared right back at you, mimicking your body language. “Yeah, well, I bought ‘em, sweetheart. They’re mine.”

“You bought them for both of us!”

Gabriel let out a deep sigh, looking over to the lone chocolate bar on the counter. He knew he should probably let you have it, but damn, those chocolate bars are one of the best he’s ever had. So, Gabriel carefully reached out for the candy and held up it. “How ‘bout we half it, huh? Sound fair?”

After a few moments of deliberation, you reluctantly nodded, only to be rewarded with a peck to your forehead.

@gabriels-trix @vote-for-pedro


Archangel Gabriel by Alan

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Bolivian (La Paz) ca. 1730

Portland Art Museum Art from the Andes Spanish Colonial Paintings from the Elvin A. Duerst Bequest
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Then he wraps his arms around Sam a little tighter, closes his eyes and starts to pray. “Holy Michael, the Archangel, defend us in battle. Be our safeguard against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray; and do you, O Prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God cast into hell Satan and all the evil spirits who wander through the world seeking the ruin of souls. Amen.

Sam doesn’t say anything in reply. He’s closed his eyes by the time Bucky’s finished praying and opens his eyes to look at Sam again. Bucky can tell he’s not asleep, but if Sam wants to pretend he is, that’s okay too.

Bucky closes his eyes and presses a kiss to Sam’s forehead. He doesn’t have many positive feelings about God anymore. He doesn’t know if he even believes anymore. But if he did, he’d be sure that God sent Sam straight from heaven.

Get to Know You Tag

Tag 10 people you want to get to know better! 

Tagged by @boogey56 

Favorite Drink(s): Tea! I love a good strong, black tea with milk at any time of the day. My other favorites are peppermint and chamomile with honey. 

Favorite Color(s): Warm greens. Once they start getting on the cooler, bluer side of the spectrum… eurgh… 

Smoke: Nah, I only get it second-hand from my dad and grandfather, who smoke pipes in the summertime. 

Alcohol: In small quantities, with my family. I’ve never had more than two servings at once, because I hate how it makes me feel. I don’t like mixed drinks, but give me a glass of Riesling or an oatmeal/milk stout and I’ll be happy. 

Favorite Music Genres: Classical, pop, and modern band repertoire! 

I tag: 

@dragonshost @the-archangel-of-zeref @witch-bomb @aonofeari @ichiyaparfum @sorcererweeklyjason @evasfg @becausesin @empressofeverything @salty-kumiru 

part 1     part 2

((tagging @keepingcalmisoverratedgoddamnit @ellalikesbooks @jamezverusaum @quaker-whoopwhoophalloween-lass bc they wanted to see this continued))

It wasn’t real. It couldn’t be.

Back when it happened, he’d tried everything. Demons, angels, psychics, Ouija boards – you name it – but nothing worked. God was… undisposed, and even though he had chosen to bring Castiel back on multiple occasions, it looked like he wasn’t willing to do it more than once when it came to Gabriel.

Gabriel was dead. Cas had to assure Sam, over and over, that no, archangels could not become ghosts, and no, he didn’t know what happened to them when they died, and yes, no matter how much it pained him, Gabriel was really gone.

But it was so fucking wrong. It just wasn’t fair, and a very, very stupid way to die (although, when he thought about it, he realized there were no ways to die that weren’t stupid, because the result was you, being dead, and that was pretty stupid). And definitely not the way the archangel Gabriel should have ceased to exist – at a hunt gone wrong, getting in the way of a spell that was intended for Sam.

It shouldn’t have been more than a mosquito bite for an archangel. It shouldn’t have affected him at all.

But it did.

It did.

Gabriel was gone. Sam had refused to believe it for a very long time. The fact that they stored Gabriel’s vessel – Gabriel’s body – in the bunker cold cellar didn’t help either. Sam kept sneaking downstairs when the pain was just too much to bear, sitting there for hours on end, whispering, praying, pleading for him to wake up.

It was Cas, again, who managed to find the right words to tell him that he should try and let go. The journal was his idea as well – a substitute for Sam’s frequent visits downstairs, a way to deal with the pain, the anger, the sorrow – all of it.

And he made it. Slowly and reluctantly, at times still not sure that there was a point to any of it, but he made it.

Until those five words on an empty page hit him like a hail storm.

He’d been doing so well. He was… not happy, but… okay. He was okay, most of the time. Of course he still missed Gabriel, still thought about him, still talked to him in his journal. But he was okay. He didn’t have to force a smile; he even laughed sometimes, the dull ache his sorrow simmered down to almost forgotten for a brief moment of joy. He couldn’t yet be happy, but he could feel joy. And that was something.

Something that he didn’t want to lose.

Or, rather, something that he didn’t want to find again. The impossible, surreal hope that perhaps there was still a chance. The hope that would bring back all his pain and double it if – when – it proved to be false.

He didn’t want that, again.

He couldn’t.

He closed the notebook and stuffed it back into his duffel. Drew the curtains. Pulled the laptop closer and got back to his research. Gabriel was dead. Had been for years. There was nothing he could do about that. But he could help his brother hunt the monster and save the people who were still alive.

He couldn’t afford not to.

Archangel Michael ~ September Has Been Off The Charts With Dynamic Shifting
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By Leslie-Anne Menzies, 09/26/2016

Dear Ones,

Your ability to transmute these extraordinary energies increases exponentially. You truly are Masters of your environment. September has been off the charts with dynamic shifting and changes. So much has occurred within your physical bodies and you have felt every ache, and pain.  Every part of your body is affected. We remind you Dear Ones - this is an Evolutionary Shift of physicality from Carbon to Crystalline - NEVER BEEN DONE BEFORE IN HUMAN FORM.

You are Way-showers Dear Ones. Congratulate and applaud yourselves for undertaking such an incredible feat. If you could but see what we see. We are truly in AWE, Dear Ones. Each of you now taking more in your stride. The bemoaning has lessened, as you appreciate you have signed on for this transition and you are now witnessing daily the positive outcomes for the effort you are expending.

Continue to breathe through the changes Dear Ones. Your ability to “go with the flow” is being tested to your highest capabilities and as your supporters we witness the growth experienced by each Soul. After all Dear Ones, this is what you came to do!

Dear Ones, as your cheer squad we wish to encourage you to keep on, keeping on. We feel you when you cry out, that it is all “too much.” You tell us you wish to go home - let us remind you Dear Ones you are HOME - this is your new home and you are just beginning to understand where everything is placed - you are finding your place.

When it all feels too overwhelming (and it will) feel us closer than ever before. Go quiet, listen and we are there. We hear your cries, we wipe your tears, we listen to your prayers and requests. As your consciousness rises you are taking your power more completely and remembering your role in this Evolution of Humanity.

Your safe passage is assured Dear Ones, you are making the Dimensional shifts necessary to bring your HEAVEN to your EARTH. You work diligently not only in your awakened hours but during your dream space. So much is being achieved - not yet physically visible to you. You interact on so many levels Dear Ones and the Beings who assist you are delighted to be of service.

Dear Ones, we wish to shower you with LOVE/LIGHT, breathe it in, allow it to flow within each of your trillions of cells.

As you become more LIGHT all of the struggles will subside and you will freely find your Bliss.

How can we assist you further Dear Ones? Please call upon us to add to your awareness as we all walk this path in unison. This is a co-operative process Dear Ones, What is it you wish to Create in these transformative energies?

REMEMBER who you are - REMEMBER why you came

Take your rightful position in your changing reality. YOU WERE BORN FOR THESE TIMES. You are noticing the cells stir within you at the mention of the magnificent changes to your Planet.

You are the Ones, the time is now. What lays before you is YOUR Creation.

Dear Ones, we have reminded you often to “Let-GO” we now reiterate that statement as we assure you, letting go is the only option if you truly wish to be FREE. All that holds you back from achieving all you desire is what you are holding on to. Holding on/hoarding is about fear - you can only serve one Master at a time - let that BE LOVE - let You be LOVE and watch your world shift before your eyes.

LOVE truly is ALL THAT IS - when you CHOOSE to live only from LOVE - fear has nowhere to reside.

Be LOVE Dear Ones, Breathe LOVE, Speak only of LOVE and BE the Magnificent Being you came to be.

LOVE and LIGHT Dear Ones, your future is here.

And so it is.



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To do list

1. introduce new members, reveal that one of our members has decided to switch their chosen class for something else, and that I have a replacement already for the class in question ho I think will do excellently for the job because I know the replacement rather well and I think they’re going to do a great job.

2. Vet our newest applications. Thank the Fire and Light I have Rogue running behind the scenes organization.

3. Wonder why so many people think this off the cuff Collective Idea someone suggested to me once is so popular

4. Wither Away in Santa Ana winds.

5. Resurrect for Michealmas so I can post a bunch of cool archangel pictures for my birthday.

6. Actually just run my paladin blog for a while/prep for friday’s star wars game.

7. Go back to step one. Repeat all steps except birthday related activities.

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I was tagged by @abigailskanes (thank you sweetie! <3)

I tag: @cactuspotter @kabbyhome @ambassadorpavus @blanchctt @sybillltrelawney @tinkbooklover @griffinskane @ladyhightower @abbygkane

M: My Love - Sia
I: I’m So Sorry - Imagine Dragons
N: Noble Maiden Fair (A Mhaighdean Bhan Uasal) - Emma Thompson, Peigi Barker
E: Elastic Heart - Sia
R: Renegades - X Ambassadors
R: Rebel - The Unknown
V: Violin Concerto No. 4 in F Minor, RV 297 “L’Inverno” (Winter): I. Allegro Non Molto
A: Archangel - Thomas Bergersen ft. Two Steps From Hell
S: Stay - Hurts