merman!castiel

Watching the Princess Bride I kept thinking about how awesome it would be for Cas to use his pop culture knowledge and start saying “As You Wish” to Dean. But then I realised that he doesn’t need to say “As You Wish” because he already has his own version.

“Of Course”.

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Summary: this was for @winchester-smut‘s August challenge! My prompt was shower/bath/pool, and I chose pool for this one :-)

Pairing: Castiel x reader

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: smut, slight dirty talk, language

A/N: this kinda sucks imo idk I hope y'all like it!

Originally posted by natalieslusarek

You finally had a day off from the world of hunting, which was a very rare occurrence, so you decided to live it up by relaxing aaaall day long. Specifically, you were going to spend it relaxing by your private pool at your house.

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Please? No more ghost hunts!

(TFW x Reader)

Request:  Hi :) can you please do a supernatural imagine where the reader loves supernatural and wakes up in an au where the show is real and she meets tfw (and she is a hunter like them in the au) I hope that made sense, and thank you if you decide to do it ❤️

A/N: I fell in love with this request the moment I saw it, so thanks ♥


The smell of beer and junk food filled your nose as you slowly began to wake up. You sat up in bed and looked around. This was definitely not your room. How the hell did you get here? It looked like some kind of shabby motel room.

“Rise and shine!” A voice yells as the bathroom door bursts open, giving you almost a heart attack.

“J-Jensen?!” You shriek with wide eyes.

“What? No. Are you still dreaming Y/N.”

“H-how do you know my name?”

“Did you hit your head in your sleep?”

“I…”

“Hey Sammy get some ice.”

“Sammy…?” You whisper quietly. Did you have one too many drinks last night? You had been sitting at home, watching Supernatural and now…this happened? That was one hell of a vivid dream. You’d never touch a bottle of beer in your life once you woke up, “I’m fine…my, my head is fine. Hey Dean…? Hit me.”

“What?”

“Come on hit me, give it your best shot.”

“Okay…” He gives you a doubtful look before punching you right in the face.

“Ouch! Are you crazy?”

“You said I should give it my best shot.”

“Yes…but I didn’t expect it to hurt so much!”

“Well what did you think would happen?”

Sam clears his throats looking at both of you with a raised eyebrow, “If you two are finished, we should head out and get that ghost.”

“G-Ghost…?”



You nervously sat in the back of the car, fiddling with your shirt the whole time while you desperately tried to remember everything about ghosts. Salt, iron…burning their bones…what the hell? You couldn’t possibly do that, besides you had no idea how to shoot a gun.

“We should spread out, everyone takes one floor.” Sam says as you enter the old building that looks like an abandoned hospital and you furiously shake your head.

“I really think we should all just stay together.” The rock salt filled gun shakes in your hands as you speak. You were no were near ready to see a ghost. The fact that you loved horror movies didn’t mean that you weren’t scared shitless of these things.

Sam and Dean looked at each other, shrugging their shoulders while they exchanges some looks, “Okay lets stay together…”



“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…” You scream, running away from the ghost that had appeared right in front of you.

“Y/N shoot it, just shoot it!” Dean yells without any effect, you were still running around like crazy.

Sam finally managed to hit it with a rod and you earned yourself quite a dew weird stares for your performance, “What? It surprised me!”

Somehow you managed to find the bones, salt and burn them and get out alive and in one piece, which was more than you had hoped for.

“Cas!” You hear Dean saying and to your surprise Castiel really shows up a few seconds later, “Hey buddy, do me a favour and check her out. She’s acting a little…strange today.”

Cas walks over to you, putting his hands on your head while you stare at him wide eyed. A freaking angel was touching you!

“Your fine…physically.” He says with furrowed brows.

“What’s that supposed to mean? Mentally I’m not?”

“It’s just…there are some weird things going on in your head…and you keep calling me Misha and since when do you like…?!”

“OKAY! Cas I think that’s definitely enough, stay out of my head.” You shake your head and sigh, snatching the car keys from Dean, “I’m tired guys , I need some rest.” You open the doors and fell into the backseat, closing your eyes exhausted.

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“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I don’t know,” you admitted with a shrug. “It’s not an easy conversation to start. ‘Oh hi, Cas. By the way, you probably don’t remember me but God kicked me out of heaven a few hundred millenia ago.’”

His face remained stoic despite your jest. “You should have told me. This… this changes everything. You might be able to go back to heaven now… If that is your wish.”

“What? No… Cas, I don’t want to go anywhere that isn’t where you are.”

You could see tears growing in his eyes as he thought of what you had been through–cast out and away from everything you had known, utterly forgotten. But now your life didn’t have to be just that. It could be more. “That is my wish, too.”

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8x16 “Remember the Titans” // 9x03 “I’m No Angel”
A Slight Reminder of Jesus: On Prometheus‘ and Castiel’s Framings

Posted as part of the Series “Of Blood, Bone and Darkness”:
A Carver Era Rewatch Hiatus Meta-Series

Can I express just really quick how much I like the way the show shot Prometheus here? I am by no means an expert on the legend and his story, but this shot here, the way he is wrapped in the blanket, the longish hair and beard. I can’t help but think they framed him rather christ-like here, which imo also fits his story as he stole the fire for humanity and was cursed for siding with it to die every day for eternity. To me it feels comparable to christ dying for humanity’s sins. And similarly Cas was shot one season later when he - much like Jesus - lived among the poor.