Could You Please Write One Based On The Episode " French Mistake" Where Dean And Sam Come To The Real

Could you please write one based on the episode " french mistake" where Dean and Sam come to the real life and end up Meeting Jensen and jered's boyfriend( who is really young, like 20/21) and they get nervous because in supernatural world he is a evil angel that tried to kill they a lot of times, but end up loving him cuz the human him is lovely and caring and they even use the situation to get some cuddles and kisses? Thank you very much♥️

Yeah, I can write this ♥️

French Mistake

The brothers come crashing through the window, the crew watch them. They stand up and look back at the crew in confusion. 

“Alright, everybody, that’s a wrap.” Robert yells out before turning to the brothers. “Go get cleaned up, then go home to your boy.”

Sam and Dean both become more confused. 

Two people come along, guiding Sam and Dean to some chairs in front of mirrors.

A woman comes at Dean with a makeup pad, trying to rub it against his face, but fails as he moves away. “Woah, what are you doing?”

Two fingers swipe across his cheek, making him look at his brother with some makeup on his fingers.

Dean looks at his reflection, bringing his hand up to his opposite cheek. “Oh my God. I’m a painted whore.”

The two get cleaned before they walk outside to see Misha.

“Hey, Cas, do you know what’s going on?” Dean asks.

Misha questions back of what Dean means as he goes through some pieces of paper.

Dean snatches the papers out of the man’s hands to go through it. “It’s words of a script.” He takes a closer look. “Misha?” 

The brothers walk off to a car as someone had called out their ‘names’. “Misha? Jensen? What kinda of names are those?”

After being dropped off at their ‘home’, Sam opens the door to hear the TV going in the lounge.

Following the sound, they see (h/c) hair from the back rest of the couch.

Your Saint Bernard perks his head up to see who came in. Your head does the same.

A smile forms on your face.

Getting up from the couch, Sam and Dean take a step back, seeing that you’re the angel that tried to kill them several times.

“What?” They let you walk towards them to give them a peck on their lips.

“Uh, nothing.” Sam manages to get out.

You start to talk about the little adventures you and the dog had during the day as you cook them some food.

The brothers try to keep up with what you’re saying, but Sam is playing with Tony’s fur, for Dean, he’s just watching you move around with the smell of the food you’re cooking is hitting him in the face.

After minutes pass, the three of you are seated in the lounge, and Tony seated in between your legs, sniffing at your food. 

“Tony, you had your food.” You move your upper body forward to nudge your nose against his.

“Dude, I think I’m in love.” Dean says quietly to Sam.

“Yeah, with the food.”

“Nah.” Dean speaks out with his mouth full. He swallows before saying, “Well, yeah. But, he’s not the evil angel he is. I mean, we don’t even own a dog. And what was up with the whole set up thing back there? Plus, I’m a painted whore.”

“In general, you are a whore.”

Sam whines as he gets a punch to the shoulder.

“Jens, why’d you hit him?”

“He’s being a pain.”

You chuckle as you stand up, grabbing their plates and going to the kitchen to put them on the counter. You dish up bowls of pie and ice cream.

Coming back with the bowls, Dean immediately has a smile on his face, taking the bowl happily as Sam thanks you. 

“Hmmm.” Dean moans, mumbling away of how good the pie is. “Always loving the homemade pie as usual.”

“You made this?” Crumbs fall out of his mouth as he points the spoon to the food.

“Never let you watch me make it ‘cause I know that you’d try and steal a piece before Jared and I get any.”

Finishing up with the dessert and the dishes next to the plates from dinner, you’re seated in between the brothers to give them cuddles.

Sam has one of his hands buried in Tony’s fur as his other is intertwined with yours.

Minutes pass of watching what was on the TV and your head on Dean’s shoulder, you had fallen asleep.

“Totally not a evil angel.”

Hi sweety! Can u write one fic where Dean's bf is castiel best friend and they are really close, like he always sits on cas' lap and cas is always hugging him or kissing his cheek, and Dean try to play it cool but at the same time is like" he is my boy back off!". Greetings from Brazil!!

Heyo, I’ll write this the best I can. And greetings back to Brazil!

Back Off

Walking down the halls in the bunker with your hair spiked up, you rub the tiredness from your eyes as you enter the library. 

“Where’s my baby?” You ask Sam and Cas, who are seated at one of the tables.

“He went out to the store.” Sam says, not looking up from his screen.

You take a seat in Cas’ lap. This is quite a normal thing if Dean or him and Sam are out somewhere.

Your arms wrap around his middle, the coat surrounding your body and his warmth lulling you back to sleep.

Footsteps then come into the library an hour or two later, your eyes opening to see your boyfriend.

“There’s my baby.” Dean smiles down at you, picking you up from Cas’ lap. You quickly peck the angel’s cheek before Dean sits on the chair next to him and yourself now in his lap.

“Here I am, sweetheart.” Dean kisses the top of your head.

Dean had started talking to Sam and Cas, you busying yourself by playing with Cas’ hand.

The conversation pauses for a moment, Dean’s hands slipping under your shirt and resting on your lower back, “I got your chocolate. Why don’t you get that and come back?”

Nodding, you slip off his lap and shuffle towards the kitchen.

Once you’re out of sight, Dean is up and out of his seat. He grabs Cas’ collar and drags him to the nearest wall. “Dean!” Sam yells.

Dean’s arm is up against Cas’ throat. “You stop doing what you’re doing with my boyfriend. He’s mine, not yours. He’s my boy, so back off!”

Taking his arm back, he sits back down on his seat, Cas doing the same.

With you coming back, the three are back to talking to what they were discussing about.

Dean’s hands are rested on your hips and seats you in between his legs, your legs over one of his, your sock-covered feet going towards Cas’ way, and your back resting against Dean’s arm on the armrest.

You make sure Cas is okay as you had heard what Dean said. He nods at you, giving you a soft reassuring smile.

You munch on a few pieces of chocolate as you hear the three talk.

“I’ll always be your boy, Dean, and you’ll always be my baby.”

Dean grins proudly as you rest the side of your head against his chest. His arms squeeze around your body a bit.

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.”

Hiii what about one where castiel and Gabriel are busy with their angel shit and end up ignoring their boyfriend a bit and he thinks that they don't love him anymore

Let’s see how this turns out like my other cringey fics....

Angel Love

It’s been a month since you and your angel boyfriends have had a conversation. Well, if you count a few words and noises as a conversation, then apparently there’s different meanings to ‘conversation’.

You’re sitting on the couch of your shared cabin in the woods, a book in hand and a beer on the table. 

The TV is playing in the background, playing a random show or movie, you don’t know, you haven’t been paying attention.

Your mind tries to stay on your book, but the thought of moving back into the bunker isn’t such a bad idea.

At least the Winchesters will pay attention to me. You think to yourself.

With your mark in your book and on the table, you take a quick gulp of beer before getting up from the couch and to your room.

A duffel bag and a small suitcase of your things, you swing the duffel over your shoulder and the suitcase being wheeled behind you.

Dumping the bags and shutting the boot to your 1969 Mustang, you settle in your seat and drive off.

~3 HOURS LATER~

You park the car next to Baby and get out, leaving the bags in the vehicle.

Tiredly walking to the library, the brothers are researching with laptops and beer bottles in front of them.

Sam is the first to notice you in the doorway, “Hey, thought you were at the cabin having a night in with Gabe and Cas.”

“Well, that’s not happening.” You sit yourself at the end of the table they’re on. They give you a small confused look. “We’ve haven’t had a conversation in a month and it kinda seems like they’re giving me the vibes that they don’t love me anymore.”

“With them, Gabe seems calmer and has hardly pulled any tricks or pranks on us and Cas always has that loving, lost puppy look on his face whenever you’re with him.” Dean shrugs.

“They love you, (Y/N), and if they had some sort of problem, then they’d tell you.” Sam gives you a soft, sad smile.

“Can I go to my room?”

“You don’t have to ask when you can go to your room, and you know you’re welcome here anytime.”

“We miss having you here. And like Dean said, you’re welcome here anytime. This is your home and you don’t need to ask to stay.”

Giving them a tired, sad smile, you walk off to your room that has been warded off the monsters and angels.

You decide to have a lie down and have a small nap.

And a cry.

~1 HOUR LATER~

Yells wake you up from your tearful nap. Taking the blankets off and walking out of your room, you hear your best friends argue with your boyfriends.

“Where did (Y/N) go?!” Gabe.

“Why the fuck would you want to know?!” Sam.

“He wasn’t at the cabin. He couldn’t have disappeared or taken as it’s warded!” Cas.

“Seriously?! You two have gone off doing your angel business shit in the past month and you haven’t had a full conversation with your boyfriend.” Dean.

“Yes, we have.” Gabe has his arms crossed over his chest as Cas has his head tilted to the side, his eyebrows furrowed softly. 

“No, you haven’t.” The four of them turn to you, your boyfriends having a relieved look on their faces. “Dean’s right. We haven’t had a conversation in a month, only a few words and noises. You two made me believe that you don’t love me anyone. If you don’t, just come out and say it!” Your chest heaves a bit.

“Oh, sugar, we love you. It’s jus-”

“Just that you have to deal with the Heaven shit! I’ve heard it too many times, Gabe.”

“How about we go back to the cabin and do whatever you want for a month?” He tries to reason. “Then what? You’re going to go back and do your angel shit?”

“We’re done with that, and you know what happened to Heaven.” Cas says softly. “We were trying to get some angels away from you.”

You walk towards him to dump your head against his shoulder and his arms wrapping around you.

“Why does he get a hug?” Gabe pouts.

“Because he isn’t a pain in the ass.” Dean answers, stealing the words from your mouth. “He’s right, Gabriel.” Cas had read your mind and confirmed Dean’s statement. 

“Want to go back?” Gabe had come up behind you and wrapped his arms underneath Cas’. “My shit is in my car.” You mumble into Cas’ neck.

“We can drop it off in the morning. We were gonna come and visit you guys anyway.” Sam says. Thanking him and Dean, you get zapped back to your shared home.

“We’re sorry, honey, we didn’t mean to make you feel like that.” Cas coos softly as Gabe grabs blankets and snacks to ready up a night in.

“You could’ve at least talked to me a bit more.” Your hands hold onto his biceps with your head tucked underneath his chin and your forehead against his collarbone.

“We know that for in the future if it happens again. Well, I know. I’ll have to remind Gabriel.”

“Mm.”

“I love you, honey.”

“So does Gabe!” Gabe jumps from being on his hands and knees in front of the couch.

“I love you goofballs, too.”

I HAVE TO PICK TWO?!?!

I mean, I wouldn't pick 4, 6 and 7, but like....BITCH

I just hurt my own feelings 😂 imagine taking shower with dean after hunt, he’s exhausted and you decide to wash his hair just to help him relax

I manage to hurt my feelings when I think of angst shit or something 😂. I did do one with Jensen (Taken Care Of - Jensen x M!Reader), and I have a feeling if I do one with Dean, it’s going to be similar. I apologize if it’s something you didn’t want