What About One Where Michael ( In Dean Or Adam) Is Like " I Hate Humans They Are Disgusting" But When

What about one where Michael ( in Dean or Adam) is like " i hate humans they are disgusting" but when It comes for his s/o he is like * blushing hard * " i love you babyboy/girl, you are royalty to me and you are my prince/princess"

Can I have a partner that does this? Or something similar to it? 🥺

Humans Are Disgusting, But My Partner Isn’t

Michael’s body shudders as if he felt a spider crawled up his leg as he continues to see people walk past him.

He’s leaning against the space between two connected shops as he’s waiting for you. 

You’re currently in a store, trying to find something.

Michael sighs, tired of waiting for you outside. He goes into the store to find you at the other end of it.

“Come on, baby. You’ve been in here for 10 minutes.”

“And I said I was gonna be roughly around 15.” You don’t take your attention off the shelves.

“Roughly, aye?” (I am so fucking sorry, that just popped into my head as I re-read the fic...)

“I’m gonna get my angel blade and I’m gonna make it be rough with you in the stomach.”

Immediately, he quietens down. He then groans whilst wrapping his arms around your body from behind.

“Come on, I love you, baby boy, but I have some things to do and you know that I find these humans disgusting.”

You turn your head to give him a raised eyebrow. His cheeks are tinted pink, going to a darker colour.

“You are the only human I do not find disgusting. You are royalty to me and you are my prince.”

Grabbing the thing you needed, you paid for the object and out of the store you and your angel boyfriend are.

When no one’s looking, he zaps the two of you back to the abandoned building you’re staying at.

As he’s at the table, his back to you, you throw a pen at his head, himself turning to look down at the pen, then at you, who’s resting in the love-seat.

“You’re lucky I love you, angel.”

Hi? First of all i hope you're fine and second could you write one where before Sam went tô college he had a boyfriend, that he never said anything before he left, so he is waiting for some news about Sam ( who just left him and is now dating Jess), and Dean, who is readers bestfriend, starts mensaging him to cheer him up, and in the end he discovers about Jess and what Dean is doing. I hope this make sense to you

Hi! First of all, I am alright, thank you, hope you are too. Second, I can write this for you. It does make sense and I hope you don’t mind that I’m gonna have Dean and the reader (you) get together :p (and is what you meant to)

College Girlfriend

Sam has been gone for the last few days. He had packed a bag and left without saying anything.

“I don’t know where he went, Dean!”

“He’s your boyfriend.”

“He’s your brother. Just,” you sigh and rub your forehead, “have you heard from him or seen him?”

“No, sorry. I’ll try and give him another call and see what’s up with him.”

Thanking him and saying goodbye, the call ends.

You plop onto the couch, thinking of where Sam could be.

Message from Dorka

Opening the message, it’s a video of him. Playing it, he has his lips out in a big pout, cheeks puffed out and blows out a raspberry.

You smile at it, and replying with, You dork

Your dork tho :p

That you are, Winchester

After a few hours of texting each other and taking your mind off Sam during that time, you thought of the piece of paper he hid from you a few days ago.

Standing to your feet, you go to the kitchen to rummage through the trash to pull out a piece of paper with a few stains on it.

Stanford University

Grabbing your keys, you lock up the house and to your car.

On your way to the university, you call Dean, “He’s at Stanford,” was the first thing he heard as soon as he picked up.

As soon as you arrived at the university, you go to the front desk and ask for Sam Winchester.

The woman at the desk tells you where to go. You thank her before leaving and going through the directions you were told, guessing on where you’re going.

Hopefully at the right apartment, you knock at the door. It opens to show a blonde woman. “Hello, can I help you?”

“Uh, does a Sam live here?”

She nods and tells you to wait a moment to go and get him.

When the two come back, Sam doesn’t see you yet and gives the woman a kiss on the lips. She walks off to have Sam take a few steps whilst looking at the ground.

As he perks his head up to see you, he stops. “(Y-Y/N).”

You shake your head with a scoff escaping. You throw the stained application towards his way. “Congrats on getting in. And getting yourself someone better, I guess. Well, better in your world.”

He calls your name out as you walk away, your heart breaking.

Almost to your car, you see Dean is leaning against it and Baby is parked behind your car.

His arms are open, you immediately going into his warmth. “He’s an ass.” You mumble, Dean humming in agreement.

He cups your cheeks into his hands, bringing your face halfway to meet his for a kiss.

You grab his collar to bring him closer, his hands gripping your hips. He sneakily has one of his hands go to rest on your ass.

You separate from the kiss to lean your forehead against his. “Wanted to do that for a little while now.” He says.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“The kiss or touching my ass?” You lean back a bit more to look at his face.

“Both.”

Heyyy!! what abou one where Dean and Sam little brother is kinda dating Jack in secret, and when his brothers discover about the relation they get angry but Jack try to convince the brothers to let they date

You got it! Hope you enjoy it

Surprise?

Arms wrap around you as you’re standing at the oven, cooking up some bacon. You lean back into the body. 

“Hey, Jackie.” His head rests itself in the joint of where your neck meets your shoulder. “My brothers are gonna be home soon and Dean is immediately gonna smell the bacon.”

“We got time.” He mumbles against your neck. Your phone vibrates, a text notification popping up from Sam. “Eh, not really. They’re gonna be here in 5 minutes.”

In that short amount of time, the bacon was ready and Jack is sitting at the table. 

Running footsteps makes you have a plate of bacon extended out, it being snatched out of your hands. 

Dean moans as he’d stuffed a piece of bacon into his mouth. Sam sits down next to him with a bowl of salad. 

Taking a seat next to Jack, the four of you have a conversation. Jack has his hand on your thigh.

After you’re done eating, you peck Jack’s lips before taking everyone’s plates up.

“Uh, what was that?” Dean asks sternly.

Your body goes stiff. “What was what?” You ask in confusion. 

“You kissing Jack?” Sam asks next.

“Me kissing Jack doesn’t concern you.”

The three of you start to argue about your relationship with the Nephilim. Your voices go over each other.

“It’s either you break up with him now or we don’t call you our brother anymore and you walk out of this bunker and never come back!” 

“Dean.” Sam looks at the oldest brother, giving him the bitch face.

“I’d rather leave than break up with him!” You storm out of the kitchen and to your room to pack yours and Jack’s bags.

Dean gives Jack an angry look. 

“Dean, please, let us be together. You’ve noticed how happy he’s been since him and I got together.” 

“He’s right.” Sam says after he thinks about you being more happy from a single text, the saying of the Nephilim’s name or seeing him.

“You break his heart, I break you.” Dean points at him. “I’ll apologize to him when we’ve both calmed down.”

Jack nods and thanks the both of them as he walks out of the kitchen and to your shared room.

You’re walking all over the place and dumping each of your clothes into the two bags.

“(Y/N), we’re not leaving.”

“Yes, we are leaving. Dean said it himself and I’m not breaking up with you.”

His arms wrapping around you makes you stop and turn in his arms, your face mushed against his neck.

“I’ve talked to them and he’s gonna apologize once the both of you have calmed down. He also said that if I break your heart, he’ll break me. What does that mean?”

“I’ll explain once I’ve calmed down a bit more.”

Himself nodding, he releases you for a moment to put the bags on the ground and lay down on the bed.

He brings you down to lie on top of him. His hands rub against your back and sometimes playing with the short hairs at the nape of your neck. 

Your eyes start to shut as tiredness has come along. His heartbeat lulls you to sleep.

Minutes pass and a knock is at the door. A gentle ‘Come in’ from Jack has the door opened to show Dean. “How is he?”

“He’s calmed down and has gone to sleep. I’ll let him know once he’s awake that you have come in and wanted to see him.”

Dean nods and apologizes to him of how he reacted. “It is alright, Dean.” He nods again. 

He leans over the side of the bed to whisper a ‘I’m sorry, kid’ and presses a kiss to the side of your head. He pulls the blanket over the two of you before leaving.

Jack looks down to you have a small smile on your face. Your hands curl around the blanket to pull it up more and itself covering your mouth.

“That was a nice surprise.” Jack says to himself.

Hey! I had a idea that the reader is Sam and Deans little sister (13 or 14) and she gets spelled or something to make her go crazy like see stuff talk to walls stuff like that and she ends up in a mental hospital and breaks out and the boys and maybe Cas find her while they’re on a hunt and realise how badly messed up she is please ?♥️

Hey! This kinda sounds like me as I’d sometimes talk to myself :p

Talking Like I’m Crazy

Dean carries your sleeping form into the bunker, Cas and Sam trailing behind him.

Reaching your room, across from Dean’s, he opens the door and settles you underneath the covers.

Sam and Cas are standing outside your room, watching Dean slowly and silently close the door.

“I-I don’t think there’s anything we can do. We already killed the witch and (Y/N) is still the way she is.” Sam says softly.

The three walk off into the library and try to figure out how to get you back to normal. 

A few minutes pass to have the three hear your voice out in the halls. They get out of their seats to follow your voice.

They stop in the hall you’re in to see that you’re talking to the wall, making the angel and your brothers think that you’re having a full conversation as if someone’s there.

“You okay, kid?” Dean asks, cutting you off mid-sentence. You nod, “Yeah, I’m good.”

You walk past them to get to the kitchen, continuing on with your conversation.

A few hours pass to have you and Cas sitting on a bus bench.

A small bus pulls up, the door opening and small chatters in between the other people in the vehicle

“You sure this is going to help?” You ask the angel.

“I hope so.” With a hug goodbye, you walk onto the bus with the door closing behind you.

You settle in the back seat with your bag, tears stinging your eyes. You look to the free spot next to you as if someone said your name and asked if you’re okay.

“I’m alright. I hope this helps, too.”

Some of the people and the driver takes a quick glance at you, thinking you were talking to one of them.

With everyone asleep and the lights out, you have your bag packed after staying at the mental hospital for two nights.

You take a glance to the sides of the hallway to make sure no one was out.

Sneaking quietly past the sleeping guard, you manage to get away.

Later into the night, you’re still walking on the side of the road, following the treeline.

Your shadow appears, giving you a small fright. You chuckle at yourself. 

The car that made your shadow appear stops with the doors opening.

Two taller bodies stop in front of you, their figures being similar. 

“(Y/N), what are you doing out here?” Sam asks.

Him and Dean look up and down at your body, seeing the hospital pants and shirt you’re wearing.

“I didn’t want to be at that place anymore, I can’t. They tell me when to go bed, when to take my meds! I-I just can’t be there anymore!” Tears sting your eyes.

The two wrap their arms around you, yourself relaxing in their warmth. They give each other worried looks.

Sam picks you up, your arms against in between his and yours chests and your legs loosely hanging by his hips.

He sits where he usually does in Baby, yourself still cradled in his arms. Dean puts your bag in the back seat before sitting behind the wheel to continue driving.

When Sam feels your body completely relax and your breathing has evened out, he softly says, “I’ve done more research. She’s stuc-”

“Don’t finish that sentence, Sammy, just don’t.” 

Dean looks at you, taking in the view of your sleeping face towards his way, half of your face pressed against Sam’s chest. 

It reminds him of when you were a baby. It was the only way to put you to sleep, when you had a nightmare, or when you or them just wanted cuddles.

The nightmares and cuddles thing still happens.

Putting his eyes back on the road, in the corner of his eyes, he sees Sam lean his head against yours. Dean releases his hand to curl his pinky with yours.

“Even though she’s gonna be like that for a while, we’re gonna help her along the way.”

Hey! I had this Winchester sister (13 or 14) one where she gets beat up pretty badly in school and she’s sitting outside bleeding with cuts and bruises on her face and she’s just smoking and Gabriel is like hey what happend? And he takes the cigarette off her and is like have this lollipop instead?:)

*rubs hands together* You got it

Lollipop Smoker

The wind makes the small cuts on your face sting a little. You tug on your jacket as goosebumps and a shiver covers your body.

“So glad it’s the weekend.” You mumble to yourself.

A ding from your phone makes you take it out to see what the notification is. Text from Bean; We’re gonna be an hour late. Sorry, baby x

I’ll be waiting

You put your phone away to take out a cigarette and a lighter. Sticking the cigarette in your mouth, you light it up.

“What happened to you, sugar?” Immediately, you know it’s your trickster archangel. 

He takes in the view of the bruises and cuts on your face; your right eye swollen, a split lip, small cuts scattered all over your place, and two or three other bruises.

“Pricks,” is your answer before taking a puff of the cigarette and releasing the smoke out to the pouring rain.

Gabe sits next to you and takes the cigarette out of your fingers. You can’t be bothered to take it back.

Something sticky pokes at your lips. You figured it’s your favourite lollipop. “Have your lollipop.”

You take it and lean your head against his shoulder, his head now leaned against yours. “Bean and Sammy are gonna be an hour out.”

“Do they know about the pricks?”

“Yeah. They talked to the principal and (he/she) talked to the pricks and to stop. They get the chance when they do.”

“Just say my name and I’ll come to help you.”

“Thanks, Guppy.”

Hello! Could you please write one where misha and his boyfriend are cuddling and misha is playing with his hair while telling him stories of his life. All I need is this man to hold and love me 🥺

Hello! I can write this for you :p but idk what to write with the stories of his life, so I’m just gonna some of the pranks J2 did to him sometimes or something. I hope that is alright🥺 and I’m sorry that this is short

Cuddle Time

Misha has one of his hands run through the strands of your hair. Your body is on top of his as the both of you are on the couch, watching some random movie.

Your fluffy blanket is covering your bodies. You bring the end of it to cover your mouth.

“This is getting kinda boring.” You mumble, the blankets muffling the words.

“What do you want to do?”

“Hear that pie prank story.” Shifting your body, it’s pressed against Misha’s side and the back of the couch.

Chuckles go through his body, “There’s a couple.”

“Don’t care,” you nuzzle yourself more into his body.

He starts to start one of the pie stories, along with playing with your hair again.