michaelreaderreblog

[michaelreaderreblog]

Ok but have you seen his secret marriage? Matt plays is the villian in it, it's kinda weird ngl

😳😳😳😳 No, I have not watched this. I’m intrigued now!!! For some reason, I like the idea of Matt playing a villain. I don’t know what it is but I’m into it 😳 haha Oh and sorry for the late reply.

[michaelreaderreblog]

Hey All

So update

Right when I was in the process of finishing off fic series, I got into a little accident here at home. I cut myself pretty bad while trying to prepare supper and rushed off to get stitches done. I got 6 stitches and just letting my hand rest/heal for the next couple of days.

To top it all off, its just tiring in general to type with one hand.

Plus I finally got the password for this account while I just completely forgot. So yeah just one thing after another.

Anyways I hope all of you are doing good. 

[michaelreaderreblog]

My Truemate pt21

AN: Hey all, I know this has been long overdue and needed to be posted. But now its finally here. Now going into the last couple parts and this will be finished. Im thinking two or three more parts to this. Other then that, enjoy and hope to hear from you all. Im taking requests and is open for anything. Well Michael related anyways. Love you all

***************************************************************************

Word Count: 1,374

“We are here” you say as you enter the house and remove your shoes and jacket.

“There she is. Baby girl, I am so happy to see you” Bobby says as he gets up from the couch and gives you an over bearing hug.

You hug him tight, never wanting to let him go like as if he was going to dissolve and you would wake up thinking everything is one big long dream.

Dean comes into the living room with Cas following behind him. You see the both of them and smile as you pull away from Bobby.

“Bobby, I want you to meet someone special” you tell him while looking to Michael

“Uncle Bobby this is Michael, my mate. Michael, this is my uncle Bobby” you introduce the two while looking to Michael with a fond smile

“Its good to meet ya son” Bobby says while shaking his hand and pulling him into a hug

They pull away from each other and smile.

“Its very good meeting you as well. Finally” Michael says while entering the house further.

“You have no idea how much this means to me, meeting your mates and makes me think if their dad was still alive he would love the both of ya” Bobby says while leading Michael into the living room.

Bobby looks between Castiel and Michael with very happy smiles and can tell saddness is beginning to lurk the living room coming from you and Dean.

Sam is next to enter the house. Bobby gets up to meet him at the door and is met with a hug from Bobby as well.

You look to them and wondered when he was such a big hugger. Its been a while since you all have seen him and its great having him so affectionate.

“Sarah this is my uncle Bobby. Bobby, this is my mate Sarah” Sam introduces Sarah and they to hug it out.

“Its nice to meet you sweet heart” Bobby says with a fond smile.

“Its nice to finally meet you. After having Sam, Dean and y/n constantly talk about you. I always wanted to meet the person who has rasied such amazing pups” Sarah says to him while he is loving the compliments.

“I tried but the rest they did themselves” he says while he couldnt take all the credit.

“Oh right, we brought some coffee from the diner. We didnt know what exactly to bring so we brought coffee” Michael says while giving the thermos to his brother.

“This is perfect, ran out of coffee” Castiel says while getting the coffee froom him

You see the claiming mark and smiled to yourself

“Need help Cas?” you ask while walking in the direction of the kitchen

“Yes please” he says as he smiles and walks into the kitchen

“I see you’re mated” he says with a smile on his face.

Castiel has been smiling ever since waking up with Dean, he hasnt been able to wipe off the smile from his face.

When he saw you he felt complete happiness for his brother. Knowing he has found his truemate and his equal.

Until he remembered about the dinner his parents wanted to have at their house.

“Can you serve out the coffee? I need to make a quick phone call and have a quick conversation with my brother” Castiel asks while looking to you.

“Yeah, sure” you reply while getting the cups from the cupboard.

You place the sugar and cream on the try with the rest of the cups and coffee.

You entered the living room where everyone is and getting to know one another.

“Michael, Cas needs you in the kitchen for a quick question before he makes his phone call” you tell him while he gets up from the couch and walks into the kitchen.

“You did good kid, I really like him” Bobby says while getting himself a cup of coffee

“All you kids did good with your mates. Your parents would be proud” he adds while looking between you and your brothers.

“Thanks Bobby” you all say in unison

“Castiel? What did you need to talk to me about?” Michael asks as he enters the kitchen

“Mom and Dad’s dinner. Did you ask y/n if she would be ok with going to mom and dads?” he asks looking to his older brother.

“Yes I did and she loves the idea of going to their house for dinner but I didnt know when” he replies while smiling to the idea of his mom getting along with you.

“Did you ask Dean?” he asks as he sees his baby brothers claiming mark

Once he sees the claiming mark is when he felt complete happiness and hugs his brother.

“If I havent said it yet. Congratulations baby brother on completing your bond” Michael says as he pulls away from him

“Thank you. It goes to the same for you” he says while the feeling of happiness never fades.

“I just wish Lucifer was here to see it all and who knows. Maybe we could have been having this dinner with his mate” Castiel says with sadness in his voice

Michael can feel the sadness coming from him and he to feels the same way. He forgot about Lilith, the Omega Lucifer scented and turns out was his mate. They never completed the bond between them.

Lucifer had plans of doing so but never fulfilled them knowing Castiel was being abducted and the unfortunate events that occured.

Lilith never went on to finding another, feeling heart broken got the best of her and always remained at home.

“Speaking of mate. Have you seen Lilth at all?” Michael asks

“No, the last time I seen her was the day before I got abducted” Castiel replies while getting the phone from the charger

“Hhmm, well you make your phone call and Im going to go ask Sam and Bobby if they would like to join us for dinner” Michael says as he walks out of the kitchen and into the living room

He sees you interacting with your family and loved how you smiled and laughed with your family. Now his family as well.

“Bobby, Sam and Sarah. My family is having this dinner and they’d like to meet Castiel and I’s mates. Since the family is all here, I’d like to invite the three of you as well. That way you can get to know my family” Michael asks looking between Bobby, Sam and Sarah.

“That sounds like a great way to meet your family, I like the idea and when is this dinner?” Bobby asks while looking to Michael

“We would love to come to the dinner” Sarah is the one who answsers looking to Michael.

“Great, Castiel is on the phone with either of my parents and finding out when exactly this dinner is” Michael replies looking to the kitchen.

“Good afternoon, Cuthbert residence” his dad answers the phone

Castiel is surprised that he is even home from work

“Hello father this is Castiel” Castiel says while looking around the kitchen

“Hi, how are you son?” Chuck says with a wide smile on his face

“I am doing great. Im calling to find out when you would like all of us over for dinner?” Castiel asks

“All of us, would include?” Chucks asks a little confused by his sons question.

“Well there is Dean and I. Y/n and Michael. Sam and Sarah. Their uncle Bobby Singer as well. He just arrived today” Cas gives the guest list to his parents dinner party.

“That is wonderful. The more the merrier. I will let your Mother know and she is going to be thrilled about this” Chuck is extatic about the news hsi son is telling him.

“How about we have this dinner over the weekend. Give your mother some time to plan this” Chuck adds

“That sounds perfect. Hey dad, one more thing” Cas smiles

“Anything son” Chuck says while he writes down a note for his wife.

Right away he knew he is going to forget the things that Castiel has told him. Naomi always scolded Chuck for not writing things down because in the end, she knew he would forget.

[michaelreaderreblog]

Aww 🥺🥺 thanks love ❤️❤️ thank you so much

Do you have any Supernatural X reader fanfic to share 😶🙄😁

I haven't written any that are worth sharing but i HIGHLY recommend this one on AO3

Its a Gabriel x Reader and i just UGH i LOVE it it's just *chefs kiss*

I also highly recommend @lucifersagents and @michaelreaderreblog here on Tumblr.

[michaelreaderreblog]

Hmm 🤔 maybe expect something later 🤷🏻‍♀️ probably. Possibly.

[michaelreaderreblog]

For the first time ever, I’m excited for something ❤️❤️

[michaelreaderreblog]

Imagine comforting Michael when he feels down

Note : This doesn't follow supernatural timeline and plot line. Gifs not mine, credits to the rightful owners

--------

After finding about the deaths of his brothers and his 'father's' plan, realising he was just a pawn in the story, Michael wasn't himself.

You couldn't even imagine how he must be feeling right now.

He sat on the edge of the bed. Silence hung thickly around the room. Your room was dimly lit by the sunlight, shielded by the screen.

You never saw him like this before, eyes down, without the light in his eyes.You knew nothing you can say will fix what he is feeling right now. You can't just snap your fingers and miracle it away, however, you wished you could do it badly.

Sometimes being there for someone was enough. That's what you decided to do, be there for him.

You leaned forward on his back, wrapping your arms around him.

He took one of your hands, stroking it. He appreciated you, your gesture, being here for him. He found comfort knowing you are real, what you have with him is real.

This time, the silence was comfortable.

[michaelreaderreblog]

Hello loves

Hope you’re all doing good

[michaelreaderreblog]

Michael x Reader: Royalty

*

Being a Prophet brought you some unexpected perks.

You could read a lot of dead languages, you were included in an alliance of Hunters and Academics, and you had also gained a full-time bodyguard.

The Viceroy claimed that it was more for his sanity than anything else, though you would later learn that it was more to do with how the last dozen or so Prophets had been extinguished well before their prime.

He wasn’t so good at reassuring you after that little confession.

Michael did try, however, making sure to check in on you every day, visiting you at least once a week, and always just a thought away.

You tried to not be disappointed that he only saw your protection as another duty, another command issued by an absent Father.

You were walking home from the local thrift store when your opinion of that matter changed significantly.

One moment, you were contently strolling down the maple lined sidewalk with Bach lightly playing from your headphones, and the next you were in a completely different location, a firm grip on your arm and chipping white paint flicking from a concrete wall in front of you.

It took only a quick glance to immediately recognize the angel that was manhandling you, annoyance and confusion lacing together as you paused your music.

He only did this when he was annoyed with you, when you had were being particularly “defiant.” But as far as you had known, a quick trip to browse vintage jackets and old books wasn’t particularly rebellious.

“Michael, wha-”

He shot you a glare, one that silenced you immediately.

That wasn’t anger in his eyes; that was fear.

All irritation fled you instantly, senses attuning to your surroundings.

The air was drier here, lack of engines and petrichor hinting at a location further away than you anticipated. The asphalt beneath you was tinged in tawny dust, but nothing seemed suspicious.

Except for the quiet.

You weren’t used to the quiet.

It was as if Nature herself were holding her breath.

And there it was.

Another whoosh of air, perhaps a block or two away from where Michael was shielding you. There were several voices, some indistinguishable growls.

It left you cold, despite the scalding heat coming from the hanging sun.

You strained your ears to listen, desperate for some form of clarity, but you could recognize neither the voices nor the language being spoken as they neared your sanctuary.

You winced in pain, shifting slightly as Michael’s blade slid into his left hand, his firm grip on the hilt signalling no mercy for his would-be opponents. His right hand was still holding your own, his fingers just shy of shattering you.

You were on the cusp of panicking.

Michael had always been on the more serious side, rigid regality and obstinate nobility. His mannerisms were sometimes almost alien, observations bizarrely specific. You were used to that, used to his little quirks.

But some part of you had forgotten that there was more to the Prince of Paradise than his majesty and sense of duty.

Michael was, and always would be, a soldier.

There was no denying it now, not when he stood as solid as marble, silently coiled to charge whatever threat he had detected.

There was no denying the righteous fury in his eyes, the way they seemed to spark with internal flame.

There was no denying how utterly microscopic you suddenly felt, a single quark being defended by one of the very first cornerstones of Abrahamic Creation.

Yet, for how small you felt, you couldn’t help but want to defend him, absolutely struck dumb by the worry in his eyes, the scarcely concealed terror coated with such a thin shroud of bravado.

Whoever- whatever- the voices were, they were enough to summon dread from the First Light, and it did nothing to inspire your confidence.

Michael-

You could only hope the small glance your way was an acknowledgement of your prayer, could only hope that he had heard you and that he was willing to listen.

There was something evil drawing nearer, and while you were essentially blind, you could feel how strong they were.

They were ancient, and you knew- as much as the sky was often blue and the grass was typically green- that Michael alone would be no match for whatever these things were.

“It’s my duty to protect you.”

His voice was scarcely a whisper, but for how close you were to him, for how tense the situation, how silent your surroundings-

The words echoed, his underlying courage leaving no doubt in your mind that he would fight for you, until the very last drop of Grace was spilt, until his glorious wings were nothing more than ash.

So long as that flame burned bright inside him, he would fight for you.

You hadn’t really considered the weight of that honour before, hadn’t truly acknowledged just how special your position made you.

But you’d be damned if the first spark of Creation was going to die on your account.

“And you really think you can do that from the Empty? There is no shame in running.”

A sore subject, you knew. And by the frustration creasing his features as he turned to address your comment, you could tell he remembered distinctly telling you of his irritations with younger kin.

You softened your expression, unashamed to plead with him.

“We’ll retreat, regroup, research. Live to die another day.”

His eyes narrowed, tracing over your features with consideration.

“They will never stop hunting us.”

Good thing you knew some folks who had experience in that area.

“So long as I know you’re safe, I don’t care how where or how far we have to go.”

“I don’t need you to pro-”

“Shut up, Michael. Those things-”

“Daeva.”

“-whatever they are, are beyond you alone. And as virtuous your intent, you’re no good to me dead.”

The quip earned the ghost of his smile, still near as bright as the noonday sun despite its dimness. You pressed on, earnest sincerity and growing dread as the creatu- the Daeva- drew nearer.

It was time to put all the cards on the table, and accept whatever consequences may follow.

“Please, Mik'hael.”

I can’t do this without you.

[michaelreaderreblog]

Is it just me or do you also repost stuff you want to read but can't since you're at school in the middle of class and phones aren't allowed?

[michaelreaderreblog]

Like A Prayer

Archangel Michael X shy!reader

Requested by @blue-lion1

Request: A shy and sensitive woman is tormented by demons, and Archangel Michael tries to help her in her dreams. He ends up appearing in real life. The song to go with it is Like A Prayer by Madonna.

I had been walking home from a long shift at work.  I'd usually drive but I had got in a car crash.  I was fine but my car is totaled.

I look around to make sure no one's following me.  Its a cool full moon night.  Since the crash I've learned things such as that of which goes bump in the night.  The person who had crashed into me apparently wasn't human.  It was a demon.

They have been following me and and pushing me into walls and doing all sorts of things to hurt me but not kill me.  They try to get reactions out of me but all they get are slight whimpers.  I'm used to the bullying unfortunately just demons are stronger then humans.  I've always been smart just not really talkative or good with people.  I've always been closer to my books and animals.

I start to run ahead to get home quicker then out of no where I get tackled.  I'm pinned to the ground and the guy's eyes flash back.  I then grab a hold of my water and splash him with it to get off of me.  That's right, I drink holy water.  Since my learning of the creatures in the shadows I learned the weaknesses and anything to slow any of creatures down.  I even met some hunters who had learned about my case and taught me some tricks.

I get home and re salt the front door.  I decide to go to my washroom and clean up from work.  I get in the shower and do what I always do when I shower I started to sing.

Life is a mystery

Everyone must stand alone

I hear you call my name

And it feels like home

I stand in the shower just feeling the warm water on my skin relaxing my muscles. Then decide to wash up.

After my shower I through on my PJs and head into dream Land.

~In dream~

I'm in a beautiful garden one that feels comfortable and that I've never been before.  There was rainbows of colour and a nice breeze.

I walk around a bit then I start to hear music.

When you call my name

It's like a little prayer

I'm down on my knees

I want to take you there

In the midnight hour

I can feel your power

Just like a prayer

You know I'll take you there

That's when I seen a frame of someone facing away from me.   They had lovely short dark hair and it looked like they were wearing a Jean jacket.  They turned around it was a man, a very handsome one at that.

I hear your voice

It's like an angel sighing

I have no choice

I hear your voice

Feels like flying

I close my eyes

Oh God, I think I'm falling

Out of the sky

I close my eyes

Heaven, help me

I sing the next line.  "Who are you? Are you some hot guy I made up in my dreams.  If so I want to see you more" I ramble on.  "Hello (y/n) I'm flattered and I would blush if I could but I'm not some part of your imagination.  I'm an angel, my name is Michael.  I'm glad you feel like you can talk to me" He said.  "There's no way your an angel they are all supposed to be gone or so I've heard.  I also think being in my dreams makes me a little more confident" I say.  "I'm not just any angel I'm an archangel.  I'm here to protect you as you indirectly prayed to me, your demon problem will be solved he says and snaps his fingers.

I wake up and look outside to realize it morning.  "That's a weird dream" I say to myself.  I get up and go to get some food.  I get to the kitchen and notice a beautifully delicious breakfast on the table.  I then feel arms wrap around my waist.

Like a child

You whisper softly to me

You're in control

Just like a child

Now I'm dancing

It's like a dream

No end and no beginning

You're here with me

It's like a dream

Let the choir sing

He sung to me.  "I hope you like it.  I'll always be with you (y/n), even when it seems like I'm not around" he says and kisses my cheek and let's me go to eat.

[michaelreaderreblog]

Supernatural angels gif preference - Cuddling

Note : None of the gifs are mine. Credits to the rightful owners

Castiel

Gabriel

Balthazar

Michael

Gadreel

Lucifer

Samandriel

[michaelreaderreblog]

Imagine touching Michael's wings for the first time

The chillness of the wind makes your exposed skin shiver. He snaps his finger, closing the window and pulling you closer, his bare skin radiating warmth around you.

"Did i ever tell you i love you?" you stroke his cheek with your thumb.

"Only everyday" he smiles, kissing you.

You put your arms around him, pressing your face against his chest.

You don't get to see him often these days since he gets busy with 'heavenly business'.You wanted to make every moment you spend with him precious.

He leans down resting his head on your shoulder. "I missed you" his breath tickles your left ear, making you giggle.

"I missed you too"

He spreads out his wings, wrapping around you, you can feel the softenss of his wings,like a velvet clothing caressing your skin.

You pull back from his embrace to admire his ethereal wings, you tentatively reach out to touch it. You feel him tense for a moment, you pause briefly and continue after you feel him relax under your touch.

This is an intimate process for him and you knew that.

You gently gather handful of his feathers between your fingers, moving your palm till you reach the end.

You hear him moan in pleasure at your touch.His moans fills your ear as you continue to do so.

"You like that baby?" you ask him in a teasing tone, now stroking the inner side of his wings.

"Fuck" he lets out another throaty moan, you smirk knowing you reached the right spot. "Y-yes" he blushes, embarrassed.

You chuckle at his response. You never saw him blush before, it was absolutely cute and you liked that you could do this to him.

You reach out your free hand and stroke the nape of his neck, your fingers playing with his hair. He hums in content, burying his face into crook of your neck.

You didn't know how long were playing with his hair and wings but he didn't move. You look down and smile at the thought of him asleep in your arms.

"I love you, Michael" you whisper in soft voice, kissing his forehead.

"Love you too, my dove" you hear him say in deep, sleepy voice.

You look at him with a fond smile and slowly drift off to sleep, his wings safely around you.

[michaelreaderreblog]

YAY!!! Welcome back darling!!! Missed you. Take your time, no rush into writing anything ❤️❤️ Guess what? It’s trying to snow outside 😳😳 Snow can you go away please. I want summer now haha I hope you’re doing well, enjoy the day and don’t rush back into anything if you’re still on hiatus. Take your time.

Hello the love of my life!!! Im doing quite better actually and thanks. No, I dont intend to rush back into anything just yet. Im just making random posts and fixing up this blog a little bit. At least. I do miss writing though. Miss is it all and everyone else. But I will definitely take things slowly, thanks. I hope you’re doing alright and hope things are good on your end. Well not the snow anyways cause snow is just being annoying at this point lol I want summer too

[michaelreaderreblog]

Just for clarify thing, you'll continue writing "True mate" with she/her pronouns but any other with they/them?

Yes, with this series I’ll continue with the she/her pronouns but for future fics/imagines/series I will write them/they pronouns. And after that from then on.

[michaelreaderreblog]

Just an FYI, I just updated the My truemate series masters list. If anyone is interested in reading that. Its updated and just thought I’d share that

[michaelreaderreblog]

Why hello loves

My have I missed you all!! 

Be with you all soon