this fandom- supernatural. honestly i’ve never been so DISGUSTED to be in it. Is Jensen doesn’t fucking think Destiels a thing, then that’s his OPINION. that doesn’t give you the RIGHT to ATTACK HIM. stop and actually think for a second. this is supposed to be a family. but this happens every time someone mentions they dislike something. if he says it’s not real, doesn’t mean you can’t ship it,

This Town

Request: Can you do a fic to the song “this town” by Niall horan. And have it be readerXMisha. Where the cast goes out to the bar and he starts hitting on a girl and it’s karaoke night so the reader performs this song. But change it so the song is female singing about a male. Like the perfume changes to cologne. And his arms around you changes to her arms? It also shocks the rest of the cast cause they had no idea they have a history let alone that she can sing.

Pairing: Misha x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 950

Originally posted by puppycastiel

 “Come on, Y/N, you’re going.” Jensen argued with you as he was trying to drag you out to the bar. You didn’t want to go. Misha was going and you didn’t want to be there when he tried to pick up some girl. You and Misha had some sort of..thing going, but you weren’t actually together. Not because you didn’t want to be, but you were both kind of weary about what fans would think. This was one of your off periods, so the two of you weren’t really talking.

 “No, Jensen.” You folded your arms as you stood in the hotel parking, turning to go inside. 

“Nope, come on, you never come out with us.” Jensen picked you up bridal style and carried you to the car, where Jared, Misha, Rich, and Matt were crammed inside, all of them-except for Misha- whistling at you and Jensen. They had no idea about you and Misha, and you intended to keep it that way.

“This isn’t funny Jensen, I’ll go with, just put me down!” You shouted, he listened, motioning for you to cram yourself in the car with everyone else. You wouldn’t have to be crammed in the tiny car with everyone if the rest of the cast had just waited. They had a van and plenty of room for all of you, but Rob thought it would be hilarious to leave you all behind. So here you were, smashed between Jared and Misha.


When you got to the bar you made it clear that you were the first one that would be getting out of the car. You crawled over Jared, and reached for the door handle, slipping on his lap. He grabbed you to keep you from slamming your head on the door, and unintentionally put his hand on your rear to help you out. You secretly hoped Misha watched. You didn’t really think much of it regardless, you were close with everyone so it didn’t matter. You flashed Jared a smile and began making your way inside. 

The bar was packed, loud, and dark. You made your way through the crowd to order yourself a drink and to sit down at the bar. Everyone else found you and made their way over. You sat there, ignoring everyone and kept ordering your drinks. Not really in the mood to socialize, you got up to use the bathroom, feeling the alcohol as you stood up. You made your way over to the bathroom, taking a few minutes to breathe. When you walked back out, you noticed that they were doing karaoke. You were buzzed enough to say what the hell, and you walked up to the small stage that no one was paying attention to, and began flipping through the big binder so that you could pick a song.

You looked up as you were flipping through the binder, and across the bar you saw what you were trying to avoid. Misha trying to pick some girl up. He was leaning against the bar, she was sitting on a stool leaning towards him. Misha kept touching her shoulder, moving her hair out of her face. You looked back down at the binder, finding just the right song. You waited in the unnoticed line for it to be your turn to sing, no one ever paid attention to karaoke, but you knew Misha would. He’s the only one in the entire cast that’s ever heard you sing.

You took your place on stage and grabbed the mic. It wasn’t a big stage at all, maybe just a few inches off of the ground, there was no spotlights or fancy screen for the lyrics to play, just a music stand to hold the lyrics that were written on paper. 

Waking up to kiss you and nobody’s there

The smell of your cologne still stuck in the air

It’s hard

Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running ‘round

It’s funny how things never change in this old town

So far from the stars

You looked over at Misha to see that he had walked away from that girl he was getting to close to, and was now staring at you, a shocked yet, oh shit look on his face. You looked right at him and continued singing the song with everything you had. Changing a couple of the lyrics was getting his attention, which was just what you wanted.

I saw that you moved on with someone new

In the pub that we met she’s got her arms around you

It’s so hard

So hard

As you continued to sing you noticed that some of the cast had walked over to Misha, the look on his face concerning them, they followed his gaze to you, their mouths dropping when they saw you singing. Jared’s face quickly lit up along with Jensen and Matt’s as they realized what was going on. You looked down, not really wanting anyone to stare at you.

You still make me nervous when I walk in the room

Them butterflies they come alive when I’m next to you

Over and over the only truth

Everything comes back to you

Everything comes back to you

When you finished the song, you looked back up to see Misha walking towards the stage. You put the microphone down before he walked right up to you and kissed you. You kissed him back, with everything you had. You wrapped your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. When he pulled away everyone was clapping at the two of you.

“Screw what the fans think” He said before grabbing your hand and leading you off stage.


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matts face tho

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