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Mind Reader

Pairing: Castiel x Reader, sort of Crowley x Reader Sunmary: After reading Crowley’s thoughts about you, Castiel’s possessive side boils to the surface. Warnings: smut, language, i don’t think there’s anything else. A/N: I apologize to the person who requested this because I realize it’s not particularly what you asked for because i modified a few things, but I hope you like it anyways. I don’t have a tag list, but if you want to be added to one, tell me. If you want to request a oneshot for any character, tell me. Requested by @celestelovesthisapp

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“Why is Crowley coming here?” Castiel asked in an irritant tone, plopping down in a chair to one of the tables in the library. Releasing a huff, you shot Castiel a glance.

“I don’t know, Cas,” you said irritant, “Maybe, just maybe it’s because we kind of have no other choice here.”

“I hate to admit it, Cas, but she’s right.” Sam said, crossing his arms.

Dean said nothing, just propped his two booted feet on the table, looking bored. He, like Cas, didn’t like the idea of asking Crowley for help but he, like Sam and you, agreed that you may need him.

Castiel’s jaw clenched, “Your all'a judgement must be clouded then – ”

“Oh, Castiel,” a thick, English accent hummed from behind you, interrupting Cas. “It’s always lovely to make your acquaintance, rather it’s a shame that the feeling isn’t mutual.”

Castiel’s gaze shirted upwards behind you, daggers forming. You turned around and seen Crowley standing there with his hands in his dress coat pockets, a smug look on his face. “Hello, boys,” he said then turning his gaze to you, “Darling.”

Crowley strutted over closer to the group, standing at the end of the table facing the four of you. “Happy to be of service as always.”

Dean rolled his eyes and sat up, his feet falling from the table as he scooted closer. “Are you going to help or not?”

“Sure,” Crowley said.

“If?” the four of you said in unison at the demon.

“We’ll get to that.” Crowley said, “For now there are more pressing matters at hand.”

Crowley turned on his heel and started to walk away from the table, before you stopped him. “No, tell us your price now.” you demanded.

Crowley slowly turned, looking at you dead in the eyes as a malicious grin formed. So bossy, Crowley thought, Almost makes you wonder how bossy she’d be in private quarters.

Upon hearing this, Castiel snapped his gaze at Crowley, a glare evident on his face.

“I said, we’ll get to that, luv.” Crowley said, “Are we going or not?”

Castiel huffed, “She’s not going anywhere with you, we’ll go.”

“Excuse you?” you darted an attitude at Cas, “I am going.”

Castiel looked at you with the same glare he gave Crowley, “No, you’re not.”

“Cas, dude, do you not realize that this is an all-hands-on deck situation?” Dean said.

Crowley narrowed his eyes at Castiel, sensing the anger that suddenly appeared after he made that mental comment to himself. Crowley to note of Castiel’s little tick and grinned, looking at him and mocking him once more. What’s the matter, Castiel? Worried Charlie would prefer a demon to her angel?

Castiel shot daggers at Crowley, his breathing growing even heavier as he began to see red. Crowley smirked and continued, Y/N isn’t yours and you’re not hers, so perhaps it’s rather possible

“If you plan on living any longer, I suggest you shut up, Crowley.” Castiel warned.

“Oh, Cas, always such a flirt.” Crowley grinned and turned to you, your puzzled face shooting between Castiel and Crowley.

Dean and Sam shared your confusion as they exchanged glances. Dean piped up, “What just happened.”

“Oh, nothing. Castiel and I are just in a simple cat-and-mouse game,” Crowley said amused at the murderous look he’s receiving from the seraph in the room, “Anyways, shall we be on our way?”

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In the motel room, things were quiet as you all loaded your duffle bags into the room. The drive had just been the four of you, Crowley vanished after saying he’d meet the group when the show was about to go down against the common enemy which was the point of this trip.

After unloading, Dean and Sam decided to go and grab dinner. You politely declined, saying that you weren’t hungry, but what you really wanted was to stay behind so you could figure out what the hell Cas was going through.

He didn’t say a word to you the whole trip there and his behavior back at the bunker was beyond weird, the way he snapped at Crowley combined with how he tried to make you stay behind was incredibly strange and you were determined to understand what was going on.

And as soon as the motel door closed behind Dean and Sam, you were on Cas, “What the hell is up with you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Castiel said, nonchalantly.

“Bullshit!” you hissed, “What is going on with you? What did he say or think at you?”

You crossed your arms and stood your ground, glaring up at Castiel’s glorious features. “He thought about you,” Cas said lowly, “He mocked me.”

You raised your eyebrows at him, “So that’s what this is? He made a stupid comment about me and you decided to be a dick for the rest of the night?”

“He thought about taking you to bed, and it angered me.”

All you did was huff, grabbing your jacket. Roughly, you began slipping it on glaring at Castiel as you did so. “Where are you going?” he asked with narrow eyes.

“I can’t be around you right now, Cas, this whole ‘alpha male’ thing with you is just pissing me off.”

You made your way to the door and opened it, but before you could even walk out it was slammed shut. “You must have forgotten,” Castiel growled behind you, turning you around and pressing you against the door, “Obviously you have.”

“What are you talking about?” you said, glaring up at Cas who just stared down at you.

“You’re still mine, regardless of whether its official or not. This, this – alpha male thing isn’t about you, it’s about that abomination thinking he has even the slightest chance at getting close to you.” he said, his gravely voice reaching a high volume.

“So what are you gonna do, Cas?!” you shouted. “Men look at me all the time, are you just be a possessive dick all the time now?”

Castiel gripped your chin tightly in his hands, leaning in as close as he could possibly muster. “I’ll show you possessive, girl.”

The name he gave you made you gulp, a shiver flowing through you as you felt his words in your core. He pressed his lips roughly to yours, his hold on your chin tightening as his tongue drove into your mouth, instantly containing the dominance in this situation. The feeling of his tongue moving against yours gave you an odd sense of pleasure, you allowed a moan to leave your throat, vibrating not only your tongue but his as well.

His hand left your chin, both of his hands cupping your cheeks while his lips and tongue worked against your mouth.

He pulled away suddenly, turning and walking to the bed. He pulled his trench coat off and tugged at his belt, he lifted up his index finger and motioned for you to come to him. You obeyed, not wasting any time and stopping in front of him. You hands found his tie and you held on to it, pulling him to you. Castiel shook his head, “No, undress and get on your knees.”

You swallowed hard, his request was like music to your ears. His rough, deep voice made it all the more enticing, you felt yourself grow wet at the sound of it. You stepped back, pulling your jacking off and then working at the buttons of your shirt, pulling it open slowly while he watched you. He freed himself from his slacks, pumping himself in his hands while he watched you slowly undress for him, leaning his back on the bed, propped on his elbows at you. You unbuttoned your pants, staring into his baby blue eyes as you pushed them down your legs. You gripped the sides of your lace panties, you turned around. You bent over, pulling them over your ass; a grunt left Castiel’s mouth while watching this and you smirked to yourself, elated.

Your back still facing him, you let your shirt fall off your shoulders and to the ground, looking over your shoulder at him while he touched himself to you stripping for him. You bit your lip and unclapsing your bra and letting it fall in front of you as you turned around and kneeled in front of him. He sat up more, grabbing your chin in his left hand while he continued to pump himself in his right, “Such a beautiful women,” he said, his thumb brushing your bottom lip, “Such a beautiful mouth too.”

“Shouldn’t we put it to good use?” you pleaded to him as a chuckle escaped his lips.

“So eager, girl.” he teased.

That fuckin’ nickname again. “Please, Castiel.”

His eyes hooded with lust at your plea and his hand knotted in your hair, positioning his cock between your lips and letting you slide down on him. He let out a shaking breath, his eyes burning into yours as you looked up at him while you bobbed your head agonizingly slow on him.

His fingers rolled over your hair as his head fell back, his adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. The sight of him made your cunt grow even wetter and you basked in the fact that you could pleasure him. You quickened your pace, letting your eyes shut and flattening your tongue against his shaft. Pulling back a little, you let the tip of your tongue trace one of the veins that trailed up the underside of his dick.

“Dammit,” he moaned, pulling your hair at the feeling. He looked back down at you, panting irrhythsmactically as you bobbed your head on him once more. He pulled himself from your mouth and brought you to your feet, standing up as well and pushing you down to the mattress behind you, positioning you on your hands and knees. Once again, he grabbed your face, connecting your lips for a brief moment before pulling back and moaning to himself, “I can taste myself on you; which is the way it should always be.”

His hand moved from your face and down to your back, the tickle of his finger prints causing your anticipation to rise like no other. His palm glided over the skin of your ass before he found your pussy lips, then he took his index finger and traced the slits at your core. Your eye closed at the pressure of two fingers entering your soaked cunt, your lips parted and your body moved back in forth a little as his fingers thrusted in you.

“Who do you belong to?” he rasped in your ear, his hot breath on you.

You moaned, “You, Castiel. Only you.”

His thumb circled your clit upon hearing this, “I got so angry when I seen Crowley’s thoughts. The things I seen, the things I heard…” he whispered, “But like I said, you’re still mine even if you’re not.”

“Yes, Cas. I’m yours. Always.” you panted, “Always.”

You felt yourself empty and you opened your eyes in disappointment, but the feeling didn’t last long; in an instant Castiel slammed his cock in you deep and you shouted a whimper at the impact. He was standing at the edge of the bed while you stood on all fours at the edge for him, your feet touched his legs and curled around him in an attempt to pull him closer to you.

Cas placed his hands at his sides, “Move,” he ordered. You looked over your shoulder at him at his quickly pulled his tie off and throwing it across the room. You slowly brought yourself forward before pushing back on him and then repeating the action again while he watched your body move up and down on him while licking his lips at you.

Eventually, his hands found your hips again as he guided you faster on him as hard as he could. He began to thrust into you as you pushed back on him and you whimpered at the blissful friction.

Castiel too was enjoying it, panting hard and grunting each time you came back on him and met his rhythm. “Ah – yes,” you whimpered.

This encouraged him and he sped up, causing you to bounce on his cock. His hand grabbed a fist full of your hair again and he held on to it while you moved in fast sync with him.

He leaned over your back, his hand falling to your hip and he deepened himself in you. His hot breath on your ear was enough to make you climax right then and there, but you wanted to please him so much that you bit your lip and held on.

He became rougher, one hand snaking around to rub your clit. His lips brushed your ear as he groaned a low and sexy, “Mine.”

And that was what it took, you tightened around him and let out a whimper of satisfaction while your cunt pulsed with your release. The feeling of you pulsing around him made Cas lose himself as well and he sped himself up, twitching inside you and coating you with his cum.

He pulled out and pulled you to look at him, “I mean what I say, you’re mine.”

You blinked at him, “I know, Castiel. I know.”

You sat up on the bed, kneeling in front of him. You wrapped your arms around his torso and rested your head on shoulder.

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Later that night, the boys laid slumbering in the motel beds while you slept on the couch in the corner of the room using Castiel’s lap as your pillow, his fingers lacing through your hair idly when he watched you snore. Tracing your features mentally, Castiel thought back on the events of that night.

Castiel wasn’t entirely sure what got into him; he had never done something like that before and his actions were making him question himself.

But he meant everything that was said.

You are his, unofficially.

“Well,” someone said, “I wasn’t aware you had it in you, mate.”

Castiel looked up to where Crowley stood, leaning smugly against the wall to the kitchenette. Crowley lifted up and stalked closer receiving a scowl from Castiel.

“She’s mine, Crowley.” Castiel spat lowly.

“I was merely trying to rock your boat at first,” Crowley shrugged, “But don’t think you laying unofficial claim on her will stop me from eventually making my move.”

Castiel glared hard as ever, “I will end you, don’t – ”

“Sure you will, mate,” Crowley smirked, “I guess we’ll see eventually.”

Crowley snapped his fingers, vanishing, leaving Castiel (once again) extremely heated.

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“When I was 6, my family had almost no money. My parents had both lost their jobs, and they had separated from one another. My mom was not yet getting any government assistance and we barely had cash for staple groceries. At that point, we were poor enough that my brother and I were probably not going to get much in the way of Christmas presents. And then, a mother of a boy in my first grade class somehow noticed our need and gave my mother $100 to buy gifts for us. She wasn’t a mom who had a lot of money herself, but it was a very generous gift and made a huge impact on us. Not only did we get some material delights that Christmas, but I’m still talking about this gesture more than three decades later. I’m still moved by the kindness of a woman whose name I can’t remember. And more than that, when I was working on founding Random Acts and thinking about what I wanted its mission to be, I couldn’t stop thinking about this small act and how it had stayed with me. I couldn’t shake the feeling that small acts of kindness can have a huge and lasting impact. So here I find myself: A well-to-do grownup with two little kids, having to be gently reminded to stop and notice those struggling around me.” -Misha Collins

NOT ALL HEROES WEAR CAPES. MINE WEARS A MAID UNIFORM WHEN HE RUNS FOR KINDNESS.

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Imagine Getting Dean to Apologize to Cas After a Fight

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Warning: heated makeout session, some groping I guess. 

Based off of the preview for tomorrow night’s episode!

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Cas sighed as he sat next to you in the backseat before finally speaking. “What do you want to know?”

“Oh look, he speaks,” Dean spoke sarcastically from the front, earning a glare from Cas.

“Dean, stop being an ass. Just apologize,” you said, standing up for your Angel.

“Nope.”

You sighed before turning to Cas, lifting your hand and gently pulling his face toward yours. You smiled at seeing his features instantly soften as he looked into your eyes.

“Follow my lead and don’t stop until Dean apologizes, ok?” you whispered, leaning in at Cas’ confused nod and kissing him deeply. 

His soft lips moved easily against yours as your tongue slid against his, and a quiet grunt erupted from Cas’ throat.

“Hey!” Dean shouted as he glanced in his rearview mirror at the two of you making out. “No making out in Baby!”

You and Cas promptly ignored him, your kisses turning into a full on heated makeout session as Cas gripped your hips and began to lower you down onto the seat.

Sam cleared his throat uncomfortably and looked out the window in an attempt to ignore you and Cas, but Dean’s anger only grew, his hands gripping his steering wheel until his knuckles were white. 

“Don’t make me turn this damn car around!” 

Cas pulled his lips off of yours only to attach himself to your neck, making you groan. 

“Not until you apologize,” you gasped out, your eyes closing as Cas attacked your sweet spot. 

Dean’s jaw clenched in irritation as he stared down the road, wanting to be stubborn. But your loud groan as Cas squeezed your breast was the last straw.

“ALRIGHT, I’m sorry!” he shouted in defeat. “Now would you please keep your fucking hands to yourselves?”

Cas finally pulled away from you, a smirk on his face as he kept his eyes on yours. “Apology accepted.”

And with that, Cas flew you back to the bunker, ready to finish what the two of you started in the backseat.

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Both Hands on the Wheel - Cas x Reader (NSFW)

Summary: Sex with Cas in the car.

Words: 1734

Warning: Smut, Oral (Male receiving), fingering, spanking, light dirty talk, unprotected sex.

Castiel x Reader

A/N: I became a Cas trash today. Like officially. I have so many more ideas for Cas smuts that I will be brining to life in near time, so be ready. 

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Motel hook-up

Dean x Reader

SUM: You and Dean havn’t made love in a while, so you bribe Sam and ask Cas not to visit for a few hours, allowing yourself and Dean to enjoy some time alone.

AN: its a bit rough, i was listening to ACDC and it gave me the kick to write this - enjoy! xox

WARNINGS: SMUT, oral, fucking

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Dean opened the motel door. You bribed Sam earlier to give you two some alone time, and prayed to Castiel not to visit tonight. 

You stand infront of the bed, wearing nothing but one of Deans shirts. Your hair flows off your shoulders in a messy, but sexy way. The sight of you makes Dean stutter.

“Y/N” he says, looking you up and down longingly. 

“Dean” you say in a sexy, lowtoned voice.

Dean immediatly rushes over to you, throwing his jacket to the side, revealing his red flannel and the growing bulge in his Jeans. God he looks fucking hot in flannel. His breath is hot against your cheeks, the feeling of his body pressing against yours corses a warm pool to form at your core. Dean slowly undoes the buttons on your shirt, while you rub his throbbing member through his jeans. 

He brings his lips to yours as his hands finish off the buttons, revealing you to him. His hand finds its way to your clit and he roughly plays with it. You moan into his mouth as he deepens the kiss, using his tounge to drive you crazy. 

You unzip and unbutton his jeans, pulling them down slightly. You pull his hand away from your clit and put his fingers into your mouth, sucking on them sensually. You press your lips against his, His hand grips the back of your head, allowing his fingers to tangle in your hair. You pull away and look up at him - You grip your hand on either side of his buttoned shirt, tearing it from his chest, sending buttons flying. You kiss down his jawline, down his neck and onto his collorbone. You graze your teeth against his collarbone and suck harshly on his skin, earning moans from him. 

You kiss down his chest, nipping at his skin on your way down. Your fingers hook onto his boxers, tearing them down, allowing his rock solid member to spring free. You begin pumping teasingly on Deans cock.

“fuck y/n” He moans, leaning his head back. You wrap your lips around his cock, usining your tounge to play with the tip. You bob your head up and down, choking on his large member. You can’t fully take him in, but you take in as much of him as you can. 

His grip on your hair tightens and he pushes you into him. He groans, the sound of his pleasure makes you wetter. Dean steps back, you watch his cock fall out of your mouth and bounce back up to his abdomen. You stand up to face him, his lips connect with your again, while his hands run up your stomach to your breast, toying with them. You moan into his mouth - it’s your turn to enjoy yourself. Dean pushes you onto the bed, the dominance sending waves of pleasure up your spine. He forcedly pushes your legs open, and kisses down your inner thigh. You can feel his nose rub against your clit, you ready yourself. He leaves a light kiss on your clit before digging his tounge into your core. 

“Uh, fuck Dean” You struggle to hold in your moans, You reach down and grab the back of Deans head. Your breathing becomes faster, and your body becomes heated as the pleasure gets more and more intense. 

Dean moves his tounge out of you, and onto your clit, replacing his tounge with his fingers between your folds. You gasp at the sudden change in action. Dean moans into your clit, the vibaration increasing your enjoyment. 

“Dean, i’m gonna- i’m cuming” Dean immedialty stops, to your dispointment.

“Not yet sweet heart” Dean pounces ontop of you, taking one last admiring look at your naked body. You feel the cock nearing your entrance, as he enters you, you both groan. His cock fills you up completly as he thrusts into you. 

“oh my god Dean” You breathessly moan, His thrusts become faster, corsing moans to come from the both of your. You feel his cock swelling inside of you, sending you over the edge. The feeling of you tightening around him makes him reach his own peak. 

“ugh, fuck yes y/n” He moans your name and that was it.

“uh uh fuck Dean Dean!” you lost it - your orgasm so intense it sends your body into a shaking state. Dean squirts into as your pussing pulses against his cock.  Your body settles, he pulls out of you, sending one last shiver up your spine.

“That, was awesome” Dean says, lying next to you. “you’re telling me” You reply, you look over at him sexily, leaning into him.

“round 2?” you say, a small laugh leaving your lips. 

“fuck yeah” Dean says climbing ontop of you.

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Dreaming of you

 Castiel x Reader

SUM: Castiel was attacked and was knocked out. Fait has decided that Castiel is in need of some guidence, so they send him an angel version of you, to help him realise his true feelings for you - Because you and Cas are meant to be.

AN: Bit rusty, hope you enjoy!

WARNINGS: Smoochies. kinda fluff

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Castiels head hits the tar covered ground with a dull thud. A bright light flashes under his eye lids before he falls into a deep sleep. 

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Castiels eyes flutter open, his nostrils picking up the peacful scent of rain. The damp green grass becomes apparent under his palms as he examins them for damage. Castiel uses his arms in support to arise from his lying position. 

He checks himself over, looking for damage and objects in his pockets  - he finds nothing, only a small white flower in the left lower pocket of his trench coat. Castiel stares at the daisy in confusion, wondering where he could possibley be, and how he got here. He scans his suroundings, He sees oak trees, a clear blue stream, Bright green grass, colourful flowers and ahead of him, You. Your white dress tugs at your waist and hips, showing your beautiful figure to Castiel. He tries to remember where he last was, but he cannot piece together anything. 

“Y/N?” He calls over to you. Worry fills him.

“Castiel” You say soflty, walking towards him. The grass tangles between your toes as the white pettles on your flower crown lightly bounce in rhythem to your steps. Castiels eyes skim over your body, creating reason for your cheeks to turn to a rosey red. Castiel reaches for you with his right hand, he watches you with care and affection. You take his hand in yours gently and give him a reassuring look.

“Castiel my love” You say, your voice delicate and soft in the smooth breeze. The air is warm, the sun sets into the clouds comfortably as the evening settles.

The crickets begin to talk, and the leaves begin to blow - while Castiels confusion grows. You lead Castiel to a wooden garden chair nearby, indicating for him to sit beside you.

“This is your heavenly sanctuary, Castiel, a place your mind comes to when in need of assistance” You explain, Castiels expression shows he has many questions.

“So, This is in my head” Castiel asks, wonder spreads across his face.

“Yes” You say, glimpsing over his beautifuly carved facial features.

You cross your legs for comfort, showing your calves to Cas. Your soft skin shines in the remaining sun light. Castiel is still confused, his expression showing clearly that he is having trouble piecing things together. While the birds chirp, Castiel sighs. 

“Castiel, i’m here, ask me anything” You say, trying to show Cas that it’s only the two of you, and he is safe here.

“Why can’t i remember what happened to me? and what did happen to me?” Castiel asks, concern displaying upon his face.

“You’ve been knocked unconsious. In a fight alongside Sam and Dean, who have now gotten you back to the safety of your motel, if you were in any danger i would send you back to a consious state, but your being is safe” you reply, your voice smooth, Assuring Cas he is safe. “You can’t remember anything because your consious mind has been cut of from your unconsious mind, it’s something that happens when you come here, to avoid worry” You finish and Castiel looks at you, admiring your gentle nature.

Castiel uses a hand to place a lock of hair behind your ear, you smile up at him.

“Your heavenly sanctuary is genuanly filled with things you love, maybe things you wish for, or miss, hence the use of word ‘heaven’ in the name.” You explain, noticing him looking around curiousley.

“How long do we have?” He asks, looking into your eyes lovingly. 

“until you wake up, which is unknown” You lean your head into his arm as he intertwines his fingers in your hair.

“You’re beautiful” Castiel says, as he continues to play with your silky locks. You are unsure of what to say, the feeling of being free with Castiel is delightful.

“You too” You reply, looking into his bright blue eyes. You feel blessed when you’re with Castiel, he is perfect in so many ways. 

“I love you, Castiel” You say, watching him play with your shining hair.

“I love you too Y/N” He says, looking into your eyes affectionatly. Castiel leans towards you, you do the same. Your lips lock and engage in a loving kiss.

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“Cas, hey, Cas, are you okay?” Castiel awakens grogily, looking up at you. He notices Sam and Dean standing up suddenly from thier seats. He realises that you would most likley not know what had just happened in his unconcious mind. Castiel is glad of this, he now realises what needs to be done, the reason he went to his heavenly sanctuary - You. You and Castiel are meant to be, he is sure of it.

Castiel stands from the hard motel bed, He reaches into his lower left pocket to find his daisy.