Characters: Michael, Castiel, Gabriel, Lucifer, Y/N (no pairing)
Word Count: 1,271
Warnings: fluff, bullying
Requested by anon:
Hey! Can I request an imagine where reader is being bullied in school (she’s 13 or 14 in middle school) and the angels protect her/defend her? Thanks! ❤ (Spn fanfic and by angels I mean Lucifer, Gabriel, Michael and Castiel) <3 <3
A/N: I hope you all enjoy this fic! I find it cute and I am proud of how it turned out! I love you all so much! <3
Middle school was a time for growth and development for all kids. Unfortunately for some kids, it was also a time consisting of name calling, shoving, and rumors. Bullies were relentless in your middle school. Luckily for you, you had angels looking over your shoulders.
You first met these angels when you were having a hard time adjusting to the new elementary school last year. They were your first friends. They were a great help and you loved them from day one, and they loved you. It was a silent promise that they would protect you from danger. Even if that danger involved your teenage peers.
As you were walking home, you decided to dig your headphones out of your backpack. Listening to music was better than hearing the constant ridicule of your peers. Lately things had gotten worse. They started throwing your lunch away and shoving you into the lockers in the hallway. Every book in your arms would fall to the floor. Castiel would usually help you fetch your books. He was more helpful than aggressive, which didn’t bother you.
wait wait wait wait. now dan and phil moving is great and all, but i have just now realized that for pinof9,,,,, there will be a different background than before. dan’s internet support group with be different. the gaming room will be different. evERYTHING WILL BE DIFFERENT.
A/N: This is my first imagine/oneshot Michael fic. I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3
This was requested by @flufy07:
Imagine during the apocalypse you get taken hostage by Zachariah to get dean to say yes and michael falling for you during your time as heavens prisoner? (and is being a dick and stuff XD) please?
Zachariah threw you into one of Heaven’s prison cells. He didn’t care about hurting you either. You were only a ploy to get Dean Winchester to say yes to being Michael’s vessel. You almost wished you could kill the angel who took you.
“Let me out of here,” you shouted, grabbing onto the bars of the cell.
“Not a chance [Y/N],” Zachariah sneered. “You’ll be lucky if I don’t end up killing you. You’re nothing more than a piece of meat. The perfect bait.”
“Once I get out of here, I’m going to kill your ass,” you seethed.
“Hah,” the angel scoffed. “I’d like to see you try.” Zachariah walked down the hall and out of sight.
Warnings: Mostly smut, some plot, fingering, pussy eating, blowjob, unprotected sex, fluff, ‘soulmate’ stuff happening, more fluff…
Word count: 2643
Summary: You and Michael decide to take the next step in your relationship-sex.
A/N: Ok, so…requested fic by anon-Hey! Can you please write a Michaelxreader for a girl reader? Like the reader is a virgin and Michael teaches her? Thanks!!. Ok, wasn’t so much him teaching me, as it was both of us learning together. Also, sorry this took sooo long!! Hope u like it!!
Summary: Be the mother of all angels isn’t easy, specially if they’re already adults. a.k.a. = The written proof that if the angels had a mother, the apocalypse would be solved in less than an hour. Pairing: Chuck x Reader Prompt: Imagine
being able to see every Angels’ wings because you’re Chuck’s Mate. Thus making
you mother of all angels and them being very protective of you. - @dirtysupernaturalimagines(x) Characters:
Reader, Gabriel, Mentions of God!Chuck, Raphael,
Lucifer, Michael, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel, Crowley Warnings:
Mom!Reader; Word counting: 1.5k words
A/N: This was requested by @mycuddlycorner! I hope you guys enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! <3
If there was one thing all angels loved, it was a good preening. Their wings often got dirty and it wasn’t like they could clean their wings themselves. After all, they weren’t birds. Not only were you Michael’s soulmate, but you were the only one who could, and would preen his wings. However, he didn’t always like the idea of you touching his wings.
“Michael you need to let me get all of that gunk out of your feathers,” you reasoned. You cringed at the small pieces of flesh from your last hunt, that were still stuck in his wings.
“You can’t clean my wings after every hunt [Y/N],” Michael asserted, his wings folding behind his back. It was as if he was trying to keep his wings out of your reach. “I’ll take care of it myself.”
I really like how this one turned out. I tried writing it a bit differently so instead of writing it just in 1st person I did a mixture of 3rd and 1st, I felt like it would’ve turned out better like that. Hope you like it @miastxy ! x
I taste you on my lips and I can’t get rid of you So I say damn your kiss and the awful things you do
Just one more hit and then we’re through ‘Cause you could never love me back Cut every tie I have to you 'Cause your love’s a fucking drag But I need it so bad Your love’s a fucking drag But I need it so bad
This was requested by anon:
51. “I don’t wanna be alone right now.” with Michael?
(gif is not mine)
‘Please Michael, I need you’. That’s all the archangel needed to hear. It was your voice that made him worried. You sounded distressed. He could only imagine what hell you were going through. After what you had been through, he was sure there would be more nights like this.
Michael turned around once he found himself in your room. You were sitting in your bed, bundled up in a blanket. You seemed perfectly fine. “[Y/N] what’s going on,” Michael asked. “I heard your prayer. Is everything okay?”
“Well, technically yes, I’m fine,” you answered, feeling a little guilty. “It’s just that… I don’t wanna be alone right now. I was hoping you wouldn’t mind keeping me company. It’s okay if you want to leave, I know you’re busy.”
Michael slowly padded up to your bed. “Of course I can,” Michael assured you with a gentle smile. “I always have time for you.” He hoped that it wasn’t your nightmares that kept you from getting the rest you needed.
You smiled as Michael slid into bed beside you. The way he held you always made you feel safe. His presence helped you relax so that you could finally get some sleep.
When I got home, the house was quiet. It was almost too quiet, which raised my suspicions immediately. “Michael?” I called out and heard nothing. I slipped off my shoes and hung my coat on the hanger, thankful to finally be home after a stressful day at work. I looked at the time the microwave displayed, 5:03.