MavisIsADemon

    Your birthday has never been something you really wanted to celebrate. The boys insist in at least recognizing the occasion, so you let them take you out for dinner and accept whatever gifts they decide to present you with, but you always request that they leave you to the solitude of your room in the bunker at the end of the day so you can watch a movie on your laptop.     This year they’ve decided to give you the entire bunker. Well, it was more of a result of Dean’s desire to go out to a bar and his convincing Sam to join him, but you get the bunker anyway.     Halfway through your movie though, someone else decides to

Centuries past since Lucifer was cast out. It didn't help that Gabriel and Balthazar bailed out as well. You were never the same; a part of you was missing, and you couldn't take it anymore. Being in Heaven, what are the right words for it....simply sucked without your boys. No offense to Cas, he was your anchor, but nowadays he was all caught up in Dean Winchester. You rolled your eyes just thinking about the human. Since Cas was barely around anymore, you decided you would pack up and leave as well. Your plan was to grab the most important items to you, then leave and never look back. You walked around your bedroom, aimlessly grabbing st

A/N: Some swearing is involved. And a briefly nude Gab (cheeky thing) “You are both idiots!” You yelled at your brothers, as they stood there, rather sheepishly. “Yeah, we get it, but what are we going to do?” Dean asked, as they looked at the baby that Sam was holding, who was currently fascinated by his hair – although that might have just been the trickster using his new form as an excuse to cause chaos. Yes, that baby was Gabriel. The Archangel had turned up to see what was happening just as the brothers had cast a spell to summon Crowley, resulting in Dean cutting short and yelling something else from sup

Take care of you (Gabriel x reader) Your house was pretty nice for a hunter’s but then again you weren’t really a hunter per say, you were more like a go to person for information. You never hunted truly instead you usually just got calls for information then passed it on once you got a little payment in return plus you had a day job that you worked at the library. Along your many travels for information you ended up bumping into a rather enthusiastic archangel named Gabriel who ever since then made it his duty to annoy you by dropping in randomly or placing notes for stuff you were looking for in your inbox at work, stuff like t

I got this anon request on my Tumblr: Hey, can you write a GabrielxReader where the reader just wants to stay in bed all day when Dean and Sam go off hunting without her, and then Gabriel comes in and tries to get her up. But the reader stubborn and holds onto the bed, so Gabriel just gets in with her. They cuddle for like the hole day and eat candy and watch TV, then either the reader or Gabriel confesses their love for the other? Lots of fluffX -------------------------------------------------------    You lay in bed, trying to fall asleep. It was only eight in the morning, and Dean and Sam left on a hunt without you--saying you needed to

“WHAT!” You stood rooted to the spot, horrified, clutching your phone in your right hand. Sam’s voice seemed to be echoing in your ears as you shook your head in disbelief. “(Y/n) Gabriel died last week. I tried calling you but you weren’t picking the phone up. I’m sorry,” muttered Sam. He paused a second before adding, “I’m really sorry.” Tears welled in your eyes as your mind slowly took in the words. It all just seemed so wrong –This couldn’t have happened. Sam continued speaking but you could just grasp a few broken syllables – A Motel, A Fight, Lucifer and

Making a move - Gabriel x Reader "Nothing here" you said with a sigh, throwing yet another book on the building pile next to you. You and your brothers were constantly searching for a way to get rid of The Mark but had no luck yet. Maybe because you were not doing any actual job, anyway. But who could blame you? The thought of a certain archangel would not stop running through your mind. That certain archangel being Gabriel. You had met him a really long time ago, back when the Apocalypse was still going on, and you instantly had clicked. The pranks he would pull on your brothers had really helped in that. But despite that, when you got to