Intro: 13 Reasons Why Spinoff

This is a new series idea that I’m excited to write! Each chapter will be a tape which brings me to the point that this is based on 13 Reasons Why only because there will be 13 tapes and 13 reasons. No one commits suicide, and the reasons are entirely different than the book/series. Also, if you haven’t watched/read 13 Reasons Why yet, I highly suggest you do!

Gabriel had died with the dignity and courage of a thousand angels combined. No normal person would have done such a thing. His last breath called your name and his last words always echoed through your brain.

His Casa Erotica CD was a small hint as of what he had made for you. It seemed he held a love for CDs and cassettes now that you thought on it.

You grasped the rough edges of the tape between your fingers, grazing over the number 1 with your thumb. The 1 was written in golden ink and as you flipped the cassete over, you noticed a 2 on the backside.

The tape had been given to you by Cas, and all he told you was, “Listen to them.” After a few questions, he gave in and told you that there were 13 in total. 13 Reasons Why.

As you sit on your bed, mindlessly holding the cassete, you pull Dean’s cassete player, that you’d stolen, from under your sheets.

You popped the case open, plugged your earbuds in, and pressed the play button.

Tags under cut because this intro is so short!

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Comfort Drabble #5

Gabriel x Reader

Insecurity: Teeth

Who would’ve thought the cheeriest angel in the world would love a girl who hated to smile?

You certainly didn’t.

The first time you met Gabriel was forever ago, back when you truly hated smiling.

His bright golden eyes and equally as stunning hair left you speechless. He smiled, oh god, that smile was bound to be the end of you. You wanted to grin back, but your mind forced you not to.

He spoke, his voice deep yet laced with happiness and a hint of mischief.

“Cheer up, buttercup! Lemme see you smile!”

You knew he meant it jokingly, but you said nothing. He was just there to torture you with sweet-sounding words and hidden messages. You’d hoped you would never have to see him again.

Years later, here you are, smiling back at the archangel you were so fond of. Any time he saw you grinning, he couldn’t help but do the same. The way your lips curled up and how your eyes grew bright with joy sent waves of happiness through him.

Who knew someone would be able to make you love something you so desperately hated?

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Supernatural Group Chat #3

Sugar_Daddy added Y/n and RockGod to a conversation.

Sugar_Daddy: I need help guys

RockGod: With what?

Y/n: Well hello to you, too, sunshine.

Sugar_Daddy: 😉

RockGod: Alright, enough flirting. What did you want?

Sugar_Daddy: Oh yea. Tomorrow’s April Fools Day and the Winchesters could use a little prank from The Tricksters.

Y/n: For the last time, we are not calling ourselves ‘The Tricksters’

Sugar_Daddy: Oh cmonnnnnn

RockGod: I’ll help only if I get to choose the name.

Y/n: Uh oh

Sugar_Daddy: Alright, Dad, let’s hear it

RockGod: Prank Gods

Y/n: Not bad…

Sugar_Daddy: Oo what about Gabriel’s Angels?

Y/n: Wtf no

RockGod: Prank Gods or you don’t get godly help with your prank.

Sugar_Daddy: Fine. I also need an idea on what to do to them.

Y/n: The trickster is lacking prank ideas?

Sugar_Daddy: Yea, yea.

Y/n: Rekt

RockGod: You mortals and your weird language.

Y/n: Well at least I don’t have commitment issues

RockGod: I could smite you right now.

Y/n: Promise?

Sugar_Daddy: Enough! Jeez, and I thought I was the childish one. We still don’t have an idea.

Y/n: Chuck, stop staring at me. I see you across the room.

RockGod: Just deciding on how I want to smite you.

Y/n: Stop using the word ‘smite’. It’s not as cool as you think it is.

RockGod: You’re making this decision so easy.

Sugar_Daddy: Guys cmonnn

Y/n: Fuck. He just disappeared.

RockGod left the conversation.

Y/n: Gabriel, if I survive, we’ll talk about the prank later.

Y/n left the conversation.

Sugar_Daddy: :/

Sugar_Daddy left the conversation.

Thanks to @murdochinthetardis for the character suggestions!

Comfort Drabble #4

Gabriel x Reader

Insecurity: Acne

The look in the mirror was pure hatred. You hated your hormones for causing such bad acne and scars. You couldn’t even contain your emotions as Gabriel walked into the room.

“Hey, buttercup, what’s up?” His cheery attitude was normally a blessing, but now it was irritating.

“Why do you love me?”

The words came out too quick for you to stop yourself. The moment you asked that, you almost regretted it.

Gabriel was shocked to say the least. How could you possibly wonder why he loved you? He didn’t even have to read your mind to know what was wrong, merely by seeing the look on your face.

A soft, feathery material wrapped around your shoulders and tugged you into the archangel’s chest.

You closed your eyes as tears began to form, trying to prevent the inevitable, but failing. Droplets of water glistened as they gently rolled down your cheeks, symbolizing your obvious sadness.

Gabriel held you tight in his arms and wings, providing you with a safe place to let your emotions out. The two of you said nothing until he spoke.

“You want to know what I love about you? You have flaws and you still live your life without letting them get in the way. You may not be the textbook definition of perfect, but in my book, perfection is all I see.”

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Stormy Night

Requested by Anonymous

Will you please write a Gabriel Drabble where the reader is the only one awake in her house and it’s storming really bad and she’s afraid of storms, and every sound she hears terrifies her and she can’t sleep unless he stays with her? Thank you

Crack!

The lightning lit up the sky like the four of july, with bright colors and loud sounds.

Some people enjoyed thunderstorms and dancing in the rain. You, on the other hand, could not see how they were at all calming or fun.

The patter against the windows sounded eerily like knocking, someone trying to get in. You knew it was only the storm, but your senses were betraying you.

Another boom of thunder and the house violently shook against the great wind.

You jumped with every sound, anxious for the storms to subside so you could finally get to sleep.

The rain kept pouring and you swear you saw a figure next to you in the flash of light caused by the lightning.

“Gabriel!” You cried, noticing him standing beside you and almost falling off the bed in the process.

The archangel quickly rushed to your side, readjusting you and deciding to climb on the mattress next to you.

No words were said, only Gabriel holding you tight against his chest as his steady heartbeat slowly put you at ease. Your eyes drifted shut and you fell asleep in his arms, despite the ongoing ruckus outside.

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Supernatural Group Chat #1

I always loved when people made these. They’re so funny!

Y/n added Sam, Dean, and Cas to the conversation.

Y/n: Hey guys!

Sam: Oh hey.

Dean: What is the point of this.

Y/n: Oh cmon have some fun.

Cas: I AGREE WITH DEAN. WE ARE ALL IN THE SAME HOUSE. WHY DO WE NEED TO TEXT?

Sam: Cas, your caps lock is on.

Y/n: Someone help him.

Cas: I think I fixed it.

Y/n: I’m going to add a few more people.

Y/n added Sugar_Daddy and Crowley to the comversation.

Dean: Who tf is Sugar_Daddy

Sugar_Daddy: Oh Dean, I’m hurt

Y/n: It’s Gabriel.

Sugar_Daddy: Way to ruin the moment, Y/n.

Crowley: I’m busy, what do you all want.

Y/n: A million dollars and a hellhound puppy.

Crowley: Care to seal that deal, minx?

Cas: Y/n, that’s a bad idea.

Sam: Relax, Cas. She’s joking.

Y/n: 🙄

Sugar_Daddy: Anyone up for some fun?

Y/n: I bet Sam is 😉

Sam: Wait what

Sam: Y/n, answer me

Y/n: Btw where did Dean go?

Crowley: Probably with his angelic boyfriend

Dean: It’s time for us to leave, Cas.

Dean left the conversation.

Cas left the conversation.

Y/n: Oh stuff is going down!! Anyone wanna eavesdrop????

Crowley: On my way

Crowley left the conversation.

Y/n: Ugh I gotta see this.

Y/n left the conversation.

Sugar_Daddy: So, Samuel

Sam left the conversation.

Sugar_Daddy: Fine then.

Sugar_Daddy left the conversation.

Insane (teaser)

You hadn’t seen him in person since, well, you didn’t even know if you’d ever seen him before.

By this time, your memories of him were only the ones in your dreams.

Surprisingly, your dreams were extremely vivid.

Every blade of grass, every inch of his face… those thoughts were the only things keeping you sane.

Comfort Drabble #2

Gabriel x reader

Insecurity: Anxiety

You felt it coming. The overwhelming feeling of hopelessness and pure anxiety took over your body.

Your knees nearly buckled as Gabriel rushed to your side and held you.

Fear rippled through your body in waves; you were sure it would never end.

You could faintly hear a distant voice calling you.

“Y/n?! Hey, you’re okay. You’ll be okay. I’m here to protect you.”

The breath from your lips came out a bit slower and your eyes darted around in search of Gabriel. For a moment, you couldn’t find him, but you soon realized he was holding you and rubbing circles in your back.

“Gabe,” you breathed out, turning around to embrace him.

His arms wrapped around your waist and his chin rested on your shoulder.

“Remember that I’ll always be here. Through good times and bad, you’ve got an angel on your side.”

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Is this fluffy enough?


His wings, shimmering and so gold that they looked exactly like the precious metal, wrapped behind your back and brought you closer into his side.

His bright hazel eyes looked down at you, not with pity or anything like that, but concern.

He was absolutely and utterly worried over your well being as you cried into his shoulder.

Gabriel’s hand came to rest on your cheek and he swiped the stray tears away with his thumb.

“Hey, it’s okay. Everything will be okay.”

Somehow, maybe it was his eyes, his celestial power willing you or something neither of you could control, but you believed those words.