A/N: This started as a drabble….and bam. One shot. idk how it happened.
Pairing: Castiel x Reader
Warnings: Just some fluffinnn. A little language I think
Word Count: 1.1k
The first time was short and sweet; kind of awkward, just like you’d expect a first kiss to be. Except that it wasn’t your first kiss. It was Castiel’s. It happened just after a hunt where Cas had tagged along, it had been just you and the blue-eyed angel. At first you didn’t want to take him along; but he insisted, and it was a good thing that he did, because one of the vamps you were hunting almost took your damn head off with their teeth.
Once all of the vampires were properly decapitated, Castiel grabbed your shoulders and looked over you with worry; profusely asking you if you were okay. When he wouldn’t shut up, you grabbed the lapels of his trench coat – that were at that point smeared with vampire guts – and planted a kiss on his lips. He’d barely begun to kiss you back when you pulled away, but you sure did feel your cheeks turn beet red along with the sensation of butterflies in your stomach.
Request: Hi there. While looking at your master list, I couldn’t help but notice there was no Cas. May I request one? flirty!Dean and CasxReader in which Cas is trying to figure out why the flirty (but innocent) relationship between Dean and Reader bothers him.
A/N: Somehow this is over 1000 words I’m sorry omg
After a ton of requests to make a photo series about this much loved plane, here it is.
Photo series #6
BRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT, this is the Fairchild Republic O/A-10 Thunderbolt II or as the commonly referred name “Warthog” or just “Hog”.
This twin engine, single seat, jet aircraft is one of the most (if not the most) sucessful CAS aircraft in the world. Although designed to be solely a CAS aircraft, it also fills the ground attack and foward air controller roles (when on foward air control role the A-10 becomes OA-10).
Introduced in March 1977, the A-10 was designed around it’s cannon, the GAU-8 Avenger, a seven barrel Gatling-type 30mm autocannon manufactured by General Electric. It was also built with durability in mind, the cockpit is armored with 540kg (1,200 pounds) of titanium to protect the pilot and the aircraft systems, it was also designed for short takeoffs and landings combined with it’s easy and low cost maintenance the Warthog can be deploy from improvised airfields close to the front lines or from highways adapted to be makeshift runways such as the ones in Germany.
The A-10 has flown in a number of combats such as the Gulf War in Op. Desert Storm,
Afghanistan, Iraq, and against ISIS in the Middle East. During these combat it’s durability has been tested, one such event was during Operation Iraqi Freedom when Captain Kim Campbell suffered heavy damage from flak fire resulting in damage to the engine and hydraulic system which required her to fly the Hog manually for an hour but managed to land safely.
One of the biggest battles the Warthog is fighting today is against the budget cuts and it’s replacement to the new fifth generation strike fighter, the F-35. So long it has managed to stay in service and some rumors say that the US Air Force is planning a big upgrade to keep it in service all the way to 2040s and one of these upgrades would include a engine swap removing the two General Electric TF34-GE-100A turbofans and changing it for new and more powerful engines.
Well, this is it for this photo series, don’t forget to like and reblog.
If you have any suggestions, contribution or want to send a complete photo series, don’t be shy, send them up and i’ll upload them!
I’m thinking of doing another version of this, expect the reader would be
human. What do you all think? And possibly making this into an actual oneshot?
Maybe? Also, I think this is the longest “dating x would include” that I’ve
made so far, but I hope you all don’t mind. I also hope you all like this! Next
week, I think I’ll put out the first installment of sister!reader x Jax Teller.
I’m not gonna do a long series for that, probably three parts at the most.
First meeting him during his crossroad demon days
You want to make a deal with him for something
Crowley takes an interest in you since he popped up at the
Constantly keeping an eye on you during those ten years of
He’s even there when the hellhounds come for you
In the shadows because he doesn’t want you to know
Crowley keeping track of you when your soul turns into a
And watches you become higher rank
When Crowley becomes King of Hell, you were one of his first
Becoming then his right hand
Crowley always asking for you opinion on different subjects
You letting him know straight off you don’t like the
Winchesters and Castiel
Crowley adding your boldness to the list of things he likes
Crowley just saying out loud (after a very stressful day in
hell) how he feels about you
And much to Crowley’s surprise, you liked him back
Crowley keeping you safe when shit starts going down
Not introducing to the Winchesters and Castiel right away because
they might try to hurt you
Knowing that Crowley is always watching you
But not really caring because you know how much he worries
Crowley giving you nicknames
Such as: kitten, darling, love, and even queen
The other demons start referring you as queen
Being bumped from the right hand to the Queen of Hell
Crowley waiting on you hand and foot
Helping Crowley take down Lucifer
Getting upset when The Winchesters just see Crowley as
something instead of someone
Getting to meet Rowena
Getting to meet Gavin
Crowley not liking how close you and his mother have got
Rowena giving you some magic pointers
Going into the throne room when it’s just Crowley
And walking up to the throne
And just sitting in his lap
Legs thrown over the arm of the throne
Not being on friendly terms to the Winchesters and Castiel
as Crowley is
But understanding how they can be of use sometimes
Crowley kissing you before he leaves hell
Crowley holding your hand in front of everyone
Crowley loving you as much as his demon heart will let him
last part of the series! I hope you guys have enjoyed it!
Beeping filled the
quiet room as the police entered. They walked passed you to Sam, who
was lying in the bed next to Mick’s. Resting your head back down on
your arms, you watched Mick’s chest rise and fall gently. The surgery
had been successful and he was stable but the doctor’s hadn’t given
you the all clear yet.
“Look, like I told
the other officer, it was an accident,” Sam said in frustration.
“We were doing some training and thought the bullets were blanks.
Obviously they weren’t.”
“Do you want to press
charges?” the officer asked routinely.
“Of course I don’t,”
Sam replied, slightly shocked. “He’s family.”
“Yeah he is,” Dean
agreed, smiling softly over at you as you mouthed a silent thank you
A week passed and there
was still no change in Mick’s condition. Cas and Claire had returned
to the bunker, where she was now living with you all, and Sam had
been released a day or so ago. The boys were staying at a different
motel now and coming to the hospital daily to see you as you refused
Cas had gone back to
the motel after Mick had come out of surgery to wipe memories and
clean up the mess; Dean had reluctantly agreed it would be safer to
do so; only to find it had already been done. Ketch’s body had
disappeared and the blood stains on the carpet had been cleaned off.
It became apparent that Arthur must not have been working alone
after all, even if they were too late to save him. It wasn’t something
you were going to concern yourself with right now. The biggest threat
to you all was dead and you needed to focus on making sure Mick was
okay when he woke up.. if he woke up.
“Y/N, you’ve not left
this place for nearly two weeks now,” Dean pressed, dropping a
duffel of clean clothes and reading material on the floor next to
you. “Why don’t you get some fresh air? We can go for breakfast or
“No,” you sighed,
tired of hearing this. “I need to be here when he wakes up. I’m not
leaving him, Dean.”
Your eyes were locked
on Mick’s expressionless, sleeping face so you missed the look
exchanged by the brothers. Sam leaned over and squeezed your hand,
grabbing your attention.
he urged gently. “We know you want to be here when he wakes up but
it’s been two weeks. I think you’ve got enough time to go out and get
some breakfast with us.”
Snatching your hand
away, you looked at Sam like he’d slapped you. He looked surprised,
Dean evidently feeling the same.
“You don’t think he’s
going to wake up, do you?” you accused.
“Woah now, we never
said that..” Dean held his hands up in surrender.
“You didn’t have to,”
You felt fresh, hot tears pricking your eyes as you looked between
them in disbelief. Sam and Dean, the men you viewed as brothers,
didn’t think Mick was going to wake up.
stressed, leaning toward you across the bed. “Of course we believe
he’s going to wake up; Mick’s a strong guy. But you need to take care
of you too. We’re worried about you, hun.”
Pouting sadly, you
gazed at the floor feeling ashamed. Of course you were being
irrational. You hadn’t slept properly for three days and had barely
eaten. Maybe getting some food would be a good idea.
Standing, you stretched
and felt every muscle in your body groan in protest. Gazing down at
Mick, you stroked his hair and smiled sadly, leaning down to place a
soft kiss on his forehead before looking to the boys.
“Where are we going
They’d taken you to a
diner down the street and then dropped you back off at the hospital
about midday. There had been no change in Mick’s condition, leaving
you feeling disappointed. You’d skimmed through the magazines they’d
bought you but weren’t really in the mood for anything.
You fell asleep with
your head resting on your arms on the bed around early evening.
Feeling fingers brushing gently against your cheek, you stirred awake
with a smile. Realising what you were feeling, your eyes snapped open
and you sat bolt upright, your eyes burning into Mick’s.
“Hey..” he said
hoarsely, smiling sleepy.
You returned it, tears
spilling down your cheeks as you bent over him, kissing him deeply.
“Hey,” You sniffed
and wiped your eyes, squeezing his hand carefully. “I should go and
get the nurse..”
You went to leave but
he stopped you, his grip tight around your fingers.
“Don’t leave,” The
words glued you to the floor. “Not yet, anyway.”
You turned and perched
on the bed, his hand coming up and resting on your thigh as you
stroked his hair.
“How are you
shrugged and smiled, still a little dazed. “Stomach’s bloody
You chuckled and shook
“I didn’t think you
were going to wake up,” you admitted, your bottom lip trembling. He
squeezed your thigh, causing you to look up at him.
“Of course I was
going to wake up. You made me a promise, remember?”
Grinning, you felt your
“You meant that
“Of course I bloody
did! It’s not the kind of thing a man asks without thinking about it
properly,” he grumbled, making you laugh harder.
He smiled brightly as
he watched you, a soft sigh escaping his lips.
“What’s wrong?” You
started fretting, your eyes huge, and it was his turn to laugh at you
“I’m just tired,
love,” He scooted over carefully, wincing a little as he did, and
lifted the quilt. “Stay with me.”
Kicking off your shoes,
you snuggled in next to him and rest your head on his chest. “I
wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”
After another week,
Mick had been released and the two of you made your way back to the
bunker. Dean and Sam had welcomed him with open arms, as had Cas and
Claire. You’d all settled into a routine fairly quickly, finally
feeling safe again.
You and Claire were sat
in the kitchen watching movies on Sam’s laptop, still in your
pyjamas. The boy’s had left before the two of you had woken up so you
were making the most of the time whilst you could.
The door slammed in the
entrance hall and you grinned, making her giggle. Bounding in, you
saw the four of them walk down the stairs and caught your breath.
Mick was wearing a plain black tee, jeans and a leather jacket. You’d
only ever really seen him in suits or formal clothing and this had
knocked you for six.
“Where the heck have
you guys been?” Claire demanded playfully, hugging Cas.
None of them said
anything. Instead, they all stood facing you, Mick getting down on
one knee as your eyes widened.
“If we’re gonna do
this, we’re doing it properly,” he stated nervously, pulling a
small, black box out of his jacket pocket. You heard Claire gasp.
“Y/N, I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone or anything in
the world. You made me see the world in a better way, you made me a
better man. And if all I do for the rest of my life is make you
happy, that’ll be enough for me. So..”
You were already
sobbing as Mick lifted the lid on the box, a gasp coming from you as
you gazed at the simple, silver band, a small diamond nestled in the
“Will you marry me?”
You laughed and nodded,
Mick grinning wider than you’d ever seen as he slid the ring onto
your finger. You heard cheers but didn’t give them too much
attention. Mick stood and spun you around in his arms, kissing you
Day 01: Your Favorite Colors Day 02: Business Presentation Day 03: Destination Wedding Guest Day 04: Dance Class Day 05: Meeting the Parents Day 06: Home Improvement Day 07: Lazy Sunday Day 08: Music Festival Day 09: Hiking Trip Day 10: Graduation Day Day 11: Royalty Day 12: Secret Agent Day 13: Comic Convention Day 14: Ski Trip Day 15: Grade School Teacher Day 16: Disco Fever Day 17: Springtime Picnic Day 18: Pop Star Day 19: Professional Athlete Day 20: Day at the Beach Day 21: Red Carpet Day 22: Flight Attendant Day 23: Stepford Housewife Day 24: Teenage Emo Phase Day 25: 60′s Bohemian
When both Alec and Dean have someone they love who are strong and powerful people that have lived for centuries well….
Maybe Alec can assure Dean one day that it’s better to let the person know the truth rather than keeping it bottled up even though he is scared of losing him and it seems impossible with their line of work, because the person, *Cas* will always be there fighting alongside Dean the way Magnus is there for Alec 🤷🏻♀️