The Horn of Gabriel

Hey 😊 I am fairly new to this, so please know, that if I say something wrong, it’s not to offend you. ☺ I would like to request a Gabriel story, please. Maybe sonething around the ‘Horn of Gabriel’ being a real horn to revive him and the Angel!Reader has it and they know each other from heaven. I would really like some drama and then smut, but feel free to change anything you like. I am just here to give you ideas… 👍 Oh, and please tag me, when you are done?

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A/N: So this is the first part considering Tumblr wont let me post it all together…. Second part will be posted shortly!

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His death killed you. Not literally, but it felt that way. Part of you was stuck on the fact that you weren’t there. His last words, his last breath, and you were miles away.

Lucifer wouldn’t let you near him. Despite the fact that you were a mere angel, he was scared of what you would do if you had seen Gabriel’s death. And Lucifer had every right to be frightened.

That was then, and now, you were crazy. It was a stupid idea, you knew, but hey, breaking into Heaven’s weapons vault couldn’t be that bad, right?

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“Castiel, I need your help,” you called, awaiting a response from your naïve brother.

You hardly ever needed him for help, but there was no way you were doing this alone. You also heard about him working with the Winchesters, some human hunters. That must have made him more humane (he was always the honest and ‘angelic’ one).

You waited a few minutes, but nothing except complete radio silence.

“So that’s how it’s gonna be,” you mumbled, biting your lip and figuring out your next move.

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Sirens. Sirens everywhere. It was almost as if all of Angel Radio was screaming at you at once. Red flashes of light blinded your vision and alerted any and every angel in existence of what was going on. You were dead.

Part of you wished that it would end like that, with the angels tossing you into Heaven’s prison and locking you up like a dog. Part of you wanted them to torture and threaten you. But the better part of you, the Gabriel part of you, was keeping it together for him.

Your hands grasped the smooth, bone-like structure of the horn. Ancient wood lined the outer edge, looking as brand new as ever. Any normal person would have no idea that the object was made before almost anything in existence. You pressed your lips to the mouth of the horn, blowing air through it and sending a deep, dark sound through the night.

No one had done anything like this before. It had never been attempted, which meant no reference as to if or when it would bring Gabriel back.

Your hands trembled around the horn’s handle, letting it slip out of your grasp and fall to the floor.

“Now, now, that’s a relic. Practically priceless.”

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Trapped and Tormented

Requested by Anonymous

Could you do a lucifer x reader where he and the reader are trapped by Crowley (like he was during season 12) and all they can do is talk to each other? Then they get out of it and yeah…… think is my first ‘request’ and I feel weird bye

A/N: I’m trying to get back into the hang of things, I promise.

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“So… you come here often?”

You’d said the pickup line at least once a day ever since Crowley had trapped you and Lucifer together. It wasn’t even close to getting old yet.

“Y/n, if you keep asking me that I’m going to make you my new lap dog as soon as we get out of here,” Lucifer hissed, leaning back into his chair with a sigh.

You wiggled your eyebrows at him, coming back with a snarky comment.

“Only if I actually get to sit on your lap.”

Lucifer merely closed his eyes a moment and opened them to glare at the door. His eyes glowed bright blood-red as he whispered something.

“It’s very unattractive for a man to pray to his unborn son,” you snickered, tugging at the chains on your arms. Of course there wasn’t any budging, but it was nice to try.

Lucifer stopped his mumbling, ignoring yet another one of your well thought-out comments.

“Not my son. I’m actually trying to find a way out of here. Unlike one of us.”

You exhaled a breath and bit your bottom lip.

“Okay, I know you’ve got a plan, so what is it?”

–

“I can’t believe those demons were that stupid!”

You rubbed your wrists, which had been bruised from the tight bindings placed around them.

Lucifer stretched his arms, offering a hand out to you.

“I think it’s time I meet my son. What do you think?”

Lucky

I hate myself for writing Youtuber fanfiction, but it had to be done.

@samanthasmileys – I will send you the version with your name, but this one is a reader insert 🙂

MiniLadd x Reader

• Brian tries hooking up Craig and the reader

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“Brian, you twat!” You swatted a hand at your best friend as you pulled him aside. The two of you had been roommates for the longest time; he was almost a brother to you. One of your mutual friends, Craig, was staying with you two, and it had been Brian’s new mission to play matchmaker.

Brian smiled wickedly, shrugging his shoulders. “What?”

“You know damn well what you’re doing.”

Your friend shook his head and turned away, off to find Craig.

You had to deal with this for another week until both men were off to Insomnia. It was going to be torture.

“Oh, Y/n!”

You sighed. That was your cue to go find Craig and Brian.

“Yea, yea!”

See, your issue in this situation wasn’t that you didn’t like Craig, but quite the contrary. You had a small, school-girl crush on the youtuber, but that’s all it was, just a silly little crush.

Your feet led you in the general direction of Brian’s voice, which seemed to be in the living room. As you saw the two boys standing, waiting for you, something seemed off.

Brian definitely had something planned.

“What’s up?” You asked, noting that they were dressed and looked ready to go somewhere.

Brian answered, of course, because after all, it was his master plan.

“We were thinking about going out to dinner someplace. You have no choice but to come.”

What a sneaky prick.

“Fine.”

Brian almost snickered at the look on your face. “Oh, and I need to head to the store first, so you two can take Craig’s car.”

You have got to be kidding me.

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Goddamn his car was nice.

“We could have driven together, but Brian was so adamant that he needed to go to the store alone.”

You laughed, “He’s probably picking up condoms or something. He isn’t exactly very open about that stuff with people around.”

Craig chuckled, pulling his keys from his pocket and starting the car. The engine roared to life, humming as it took off down the road.

The car ride was, for the most part, surprisingly fun. You and Craig talked about games, events coming up, and hobbies outside of Youtube that both of you found interesting.

It hardly seemed like ten minutes had passed as the vehicle pulled into the restaurant’s parking lot.

“Well, here we are. I’ll call Brian and see where he’s at.”

Craig grabbed his phone and dialed Brian’s number. As he brought the device to his ear, you had time to observe him. His fading, blue hair was slicked to one side, his damn near perfect jawline and lips made your heart falter. You were so deep in thought about the man that you didn’t realize he’d ended his call.

“Find something you like?” Craig snickered, shoving his phone into his pocket.

Before you could form an answer, he spoke again,” Brian said he got caught up in traffic and that we should just go ahead and eat.”

There it was. This was his plan all along.

You groaned on the inside but smiled on the outside.

“Let’s go then.”

–

You never should have come here, and things were going well. Your feelings for Craig fell deeper after every joke he made and every compliment he gave you.

You laughed for the hundredth time at what he’d said, replying with a soft, “I’m dead,” that was more meant for you and not him.

“Brian still hasn’t shown up, that prick,” you casually said, slightly shaking your head.

Normally Craig would take that as a cue to insult his friend, but he stayed silent. Of course you noticed.

“What’s wrong?”

Despite Craig’s boisterous personality, in that moment he grew shy. Something was eating at him and it was making him nervous.

“Uh, so you see, I told Brian not to show up…”

“This was your plan and not Brian’s?”

Craig lightly shook his head up and down, tilting it up to glance at your eyes. He thought he was going to see anger or something along those lines, but he saw genuine happiness radiate off you.

“I’ve liked you for awhile, just never told anyone. Brian always knew me too well,” you sighed.

Craig reached for your hand, took it in his, and stroked his thumb against your palm.

“Glad we share the same feelings, Y/n. How about we stay out a little later and worry Brian?”

You grinned and chuckled, “How did I ever get lucky enough for you?”

The youtuber shared your exact expression. “I’d say we’re both the lucky ones.”

Sin or Virtue (Pt. 3)

This is a backstory chapter!! Enjoy 🙂

[Part 1]

[Part 2]

You were begging, pleading him not to leave. He couldn’t do this. The two of you had been through too much.

“Castiel, you don’t need to help them.”

His face flushed red with anger and betrayal.

“They’re my family. I have to help them.”

You sighed dramatically, standing up from where you were sitting. You held a hand to your head to help ease the headache coming on.

“When have they ever helped you? I’m your family, Gabriel’s your family. You’re going to waste your life serving an absent father all because the other angels tell you to?”

He remained silent. You thought you were getting through to him. What you were about to say would change everything. You never regretted it.

“I’m following Gabriel. We’re leaving Heaven.”

Castiel spun around so fast that he almost tripped over his own feet.

"You’re leaving?”

You loved him, what were you doing forcing an even larger gap between you two?

You nodded, numb. “Yes. Have fun being a toy soldier.”

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Your chest heaved in and out with every breath you took. The memories were flooding back in waves; it was insane that you still remembered them after all these years. Your encounter with Castiel had not only left you dwelling on the past but also left you with a sense of longing.
You threw your hands in the air with exasperation and frustration. You were falling into old ways. And more importantly, you were falling for him.

“Shut up, Y/n!” You cursed yourself out loud, wincing a little bit at the volume of your voice. Maybe yelling like a crazy person wasn’t the best use of your time.

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Those once bright, dazzling eyes were now stone-cold. His gaze was fixated not on you, but what you were. You were his target, nothing more.

"Y/n, you have been banished from Heaven. Need we remind you once again that only angels and the deceased are allowed in the high realm of God.”

You’d heard the speech a thousand times before. After God left and angels took over, they created unspeakable laws. You, Gabriel, and a few others were on Heaven’s watchlist from now on.

After your initial shock, you take in his features. No signs of emotions, past or present, appeared on his face.

"What have they done to you?”

The only thing you received in return was a purely cold stare.

"We will not remind you again of your place. Remember where you stand, human.”

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You fell to your knees, gently rubbing your forefinger against your temples. Your head throbbed with a dull pain that started to fade as soon as you hit the floor.

You couldn’t do this any longer. You needed to see his eyes.

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Sin or Virtue (Pt. 2)

How will you keep your immortality a secret from the Winchesters? And what is your past with Castiel?

A/N: The paragraph in italics is the past!

[Part 1]

Blue eyes.

Bright, the-color-of-the-ocean blue eyes.

He stared at you with a sort of betrayed yet relieved look.His hands twitched at his sides displeasingly. You silently begged him to keep quiet, to save the conversation he wanted to have for later. His eyes left yours and flitted over to the Winchesters.

“I found what you were looking for.”

Castiel handed Dean an old, leather-bound tome with Enochian symbols etched into the binding.

Dean thanked Castiel before nodding toward you.

“Cas, this is Y/n. She’s a hunter.”

Castiel’s gaze landed on you once again and you felt yourself wanting to shy away and leave. You couldn’t deal with him, not now.

“While you guys are finishing whatever is with that,” you motion to the book, “I’m going to go take a nap.”

Your legs had never wanted to run faster in your life, but you kept a calm pace. As soon as your body entered your room, you slammed the door and relaxed.

“It’s been a long time.”

His voice came from behind you, but you wouldn’t turn around. If you faced him again, you’d fall right back into old ways.

“Why are you here?”

You weren’t even sure if you could hear his voice again without memories flooding back.

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Many millenia ago…

”Castiel!” You squealed, trying to run away as he chased you. He was much faster than you, managing to grab your sides and bring you tumbling to the ground with him.

“Got you,” the angel grinned, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

The smile that adorned your face expressed pure happiness.

–

This was a mistake.

“I’ve been aiding the Winchesters. What are you doing here?”

“I’m where I belong. I was never meant to be around angels. And we were never meant to be together.”

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Thanks to @thegreatficmaster for persuading me to make this a Cas x Reader 😉

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