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Morning Rush

So this was originally written in middle school and I decided to edit it and hopefully make it a bit better so pardon it's horrible plot

Paring: Katsuki x FEM!reader

Warings: swearing (because it's Katsuki we're talking about here) is it I think

Word count: 761

"Oi hurry up" I hear a husky voice yelling from behind your door knowing instantly who it is I fire back.

"Just a second Katsuki," I yelled back at him. "You should never rush a lady ya' know" I said just finishing up.

"Yeah because you're so classy," Katsuki muttered under his breath, sarcasm dripping from his every word as he leaned on your door and decided to wait.

I have a crush on Katsuki practically the whole school knows about it. I am amazed it hasn't reached him yet. I live right next to Izuku so we've always hung out together. Plus you try to keep Katsuki away from bullying Izuku. My parent's like to say my personality is a mix of Katsuki and Izuku. I swear once in a while but not nearly as much as Katsuki. I do have a bit of a short temper but I try to keep it under control unlike a certain bastard at my door. I'm calm but when someone pisses me off bye bye self control.

"HURRY UP BITCH" Katsuki yelled, turning to face the door and kicking it. I am done getting ready by now but I want to wait a little while longer because I had thought of a pretty simple plan to get my revenge. So I sat on my comfy bed till I heard a magical sound, the sound of him leaning on my door again.

Perfect.

I opened the door quickly so Katsuki would fall on his ass.

Boom!

Yup it worked. I jumped over him and ran to the door and away from his no doubt wrath. 'Time for a nice game of tag' I thought grabbing a quick breakfast of toast that was left out for me. I stopped at my door and munched on my piece of toast until I saw a pissed off porcupine at the top of my stairs. I made a mocking face and ran ahead to UA.

I am in class 1-B so I don't have to worry about Katsuki until lunch thanks to Monoma always finding a way to piss him off (not like it's that hard). ''That's what you get for rushing a girl and calling her a bitch' I thought when I was finally safe at my desk, able to look out the window and see him just arriving looking VERY pissed off. "Treat me like a bitch and a bitch is what you will get". I muttered under my breath smirking.

~Time skip~

Lunch

"OI WHAT WAS THAT THIS MORNING" Katsuki yelled in my ear while I was just trying to have a peaceful lunch at my desk.

I looked over at Izuku who seemed to get an ear full from Katsuki about my little stunt this morning. Izuku most likely followed after Katsuki but that definitely just made his mood worse. Despite my slightly guilty conscience I just kept ignoring Katsuki.

"Oi look at me when I'm talking to you," Katsuki said surprisingly calmly. "Damn it" I heard him mumble as he walked off kicking some poor kid's desk in the process. He just left with the most scrunched up face I've seen. I felt a little guilty because Katsuki didn't do anything wrong aside from the normal stuff. I sighed and got up, leaving deku and my food behind in my search for Katsuki.

After searching for 15 minutes and seeing no sign of Katsuki in the lunchroom you decided to move on and look in class 1-A's classroom hoping he was there. Nope. With only 10 minutes left of lunch you went back to your classroom sighing as I didn't have enough time to finish my lunch by the time I got there.

"Katsuki!" I exclaimed when I saw he was in my classroom sitting on my desk.

"I'm sorry" Katsuki muttered looking down in his lap, his ears dusted pink.

"What?" You said honestly not hearing.

"I like you damn it!" he said, looking into my eyes his cheeks now flushed red.

You were speechless. Katsuki. You. LIKE!

"So... I would like an answer sometime today please" Katsuki said, getting up and walking out of the classroom and into the halls.

"I- uh I al-" I started to say.

RING!

Lunch was over!

No.

No!

NO!

I need to confess now. "Katsuki I LIKE YOU TOO!" you shouted down the hall that Katsuki went down. He stopped in his tracks, I could see his ears tinted red with his back to me and walked.

Maybe today wasn't so bad after all.

-end

Please excuse any spelling mistakes I had thank you!

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Given the Chance

Paring: Winchester’s (centered around Dean) x gn!sibling!reader

Word count: 1.2k

⚠️ PLATONIC⚠️

Please excuse any spelling mistakes I have thank you :)

It was just supposed to be a milk run. How could’ve Dean known, known that your first hunt would also be your last. Dean and Sam both were always very adamant about you not being forced into the hunters life like they were especially with how they found you.

Sam and Dean found you freshly kidnapped by a nest of vampires after they killed your family when you were 8 and decided to raise you from then on. You have unconsciously blocked a lot of your past out and have always considered Sam and Dean to be your real brothers after all they were always there for you and they considered you a part of their family. You’ve been with them for 7 years now and you were in (what they were hoping to be just) a phase where you were a complete smartass. They were getting tired of your snarky remarks and begging to go on hunts, especially Dean. Dean had never really cared for kids before and never thought he would care for them until you came along stealing his heart.

Of course they trained you since you were 10 just in case something were to happen. You know about the supernatural world and oftentimes helped them on hunts but never physically went with them. You helped them from the bunker doing research for them. After 4 years of that it tends to get a little boring. It didn’t help that Sam and Dean started needing your help less and less since they’ve been at the family business longer than you’ve been alive. After a couple of years they started to distance themselves when they were gone on hunts, at first you thought it was great! No overbearing brothers breathing down your neck, but you soon realized that you were truly alone in that bunker. Cas would come around once in a while just to stop in, maybe grab something Sam or Dean needed but that just made you feel more isolated, knowing you could have helped them with something but they decided not to ask you. Even Crowley came to visit when the boys weren’t looking.

‘He just didn’t want you getting hurt’ Dean tried to reason with himself.

It was your 15th birthday and as a present Sam and Dean finally decided you were old enough to go with them on a hunt if you wanted to. Of course you said yes when they asked, you’ve been begging to go on one for months borderlining a year. Sam and Dean said you could only look on and help with research but couldn’t go on the actual fight unless it was brought to them. You didn’t like this one bit since it was basically the same as it was back in the bunker, you were just in a crappy motel now.

You had known it was vampires since the moment you got the details of the case. You asked if you could tag along just to watch already knowing the answer. No. Dean exploded at you first saying things like ‘they don’t want you to get hurt’ but soon Dean escalated saying some pretty harsh things calling you useless and such. That’s it, you were done. You’ve had enough of them babying you. You were going to be an adult in three years after all! So when it came time for the brothers to leave you snuck into the Impala. As usual the brothers were oblivious to their surroundings and never noticed the obvious.

They got out of the car to go into the trunk grabbing their machetes and slamming it down. You stayed silent and tried to listen to what Sam and Dean were saying. You haven’t heard anything for about 5 minutes so you decided to come out of your hiding spot in the back seat. You went to the trunk trying to be as quiet as possible to get out a spare machete they always carried around in the trunk just in case and covered it in dead man's blood.

‘This can’t be happening’ Sam thought, hoping it was all a bad dream.

Little did you know the vampires weren't in the warehouse as they had just returned from hunting their own food but they could never quench their thirst. When they returned you were still outside. There were 8 of them, you couldn’t do it by yourself. You managed to cut off 2 of the 8 vampires heads before you felt 2 fangs pierce your shoulder and time started to slow down. You were starting to become light headed and your world began to swirl. “Dean! Sam!” You shouted for help with the last of your strength but it was too late.

Sam and Dean rushed out of the wearhouse hearing your cries for help. “Y/n!” They both cried, swinging the doors open only to see you in a small puddle of your remaining blood, surrounded by the remaining 6 vampires. Sam and Dean made quick work of them but you were mostly skin and bones when they arrived.

They didn’t want to burn your body just yet after all they could still make a deal. Sam and Dean went around asking anybody and everybody they knew to save you saying that they would trade both their souls for yours. No one bit at Sam and Dean’s offer, not even Crowley. After a week they decided it was time for your hunters funeral. A couple days before the fire Dean asked Castiel to try and see if you were in heaven. Castiel finally made his return at the fire.

Dean couldn’t believe his last words to you were “God I wish you just died out there! Then we wouldn’t have to deal with you!”. He hated that those were his last words to his younger sibling. They were always trying to be helpful, whether it was cheering him and Sammy up after a bad hunt or wiping away their scarce tears. You were always there doing your best. As your body went up in flames Dean muttered "I'd take it all back if I was given the chance." But he knew you weren't getting a second chance he’d already tried, not even Crowley would make a deal with him, you weren’t in hell after all, it wasn’t where you belonged. At least Dean hoped that was the reason no demons were willing to make a deal with him, you were only 15.

“Dean” Dean hears Cas flap behind him and whips his head around.

“Did you find them up there? Please tell me you did!”

Castiel couldn’t bring himself to lie to Dean and kept silent giving him a somber look. “I’m sorry Dean” was all he had to say.

“NO!” Dean yelled while dropping to his knees and shedding a tear wishing he had a bottle of whisky to drown his sorrows in. “No...” he whispered to himself this time, trying to convince himself of his reality. That you were dead, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Were you a ghost attaching yourself to a treasured object? Does that mean he would have to burn all your things as well? ‘Please say no’ Dean begged to himself. Where were you? The empty? Purgatory? Was Crowley withholding information? Or worse, was Cas? Dean wanted answers and he oiled the give up without a fight.

- end

I don't like this all that much ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌ sorry it's kinda crappy

[zoid-i-guess]

About the fanfics I write

I mainly write for supernatural and bnha (other fandoms as well those are just the main ones at the moment) I watch a lot of anime so...

X reader makes up about 99% of my content

I will try to keep the reader gender neutral (unless specified otherwise)

I DO NOT WRITE SMUT! SORRY!

Lots of times I get writers block so apologies in advance

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Pacing around your kitchen at 9PM eating cold pizza fresh out of the fridge in a baggy t-shirt and comfy pants

[zoid-i-guess]

First fanfic/post on here so I have no idea what I am doing

Castiel x gn!ex-angel!reader

I feel like angels would get sent to purgatory or the empty but this one you get sent to hell because the plot in my brain said so. Castiel is going to be portrayed by Jimmy since that's how we see Cas in the majority of the show

Please excuse whatever spelling mistakes I have, thank you

Icy Fingers

A/n = angel name

What feels like, yesterday I was happily frolicking in heaven with my lover Castiel right by my side. Now I was never an outstanding angel like the rest. I was always fascinated with humans and although they lived such short lives in comparison to us angels who could exist for eons at a time and it would feel like no time has passed and how many humans die with many regrets, some more than others. I wanted to know what it felt like, to have emotions, to feel things that us angels were forbidden from. I believe it was thanks to that I was one of the first angels to realize that god wasn’t planning on coming back and once I realized that I slacked on my work even more, not like there was a point in doing it, there’s no one to ‘impress’ anymore. I spent most of my time gazing down on the humans and if I can get away with it, walking among them using the name y/n and eventually I felt ‘happy’ I mean you could always find me smiling and I would be ‘sad’ when I would have to leave. I only wish other angels could understand the beauty of humans who despite die with regrets, live such short lives, most filled with sin, are deep down very beautiful, unique, and kind.

A ghost smile appears on my face as I turn my neck upwards to stare into the never ending darkness. I look back on the day I taught Castiel what ‘love’ meant. A sad look also creeps into my eyes as I remember that that is also the day my ‘sins’ had caught up to me.

~flash back~

Castiel never liked my lifestyle but never ‘tattled’ on me to the other angels either so I guessed we were okay. Eventually we were hanging out in his favorite heaven and he got curious enough to ask “what was it that made me interested in the humans in the first place?”

I responded the only way I knew how, honestly “Well I guess what got me started was their devotion to god and how it was never so different from us angels. I mean look at us we’ve never met the man either yet we still do whatever he says the only difference is we know he exists.” I paused to give a light chuckle at my own remark. “Although I personally believe that some of us also have our doubts because we’ve never seen god ourselves so I can now understand why some humans doubt his existence.” Castiel stayed silent through my explanation, boring holes through my lips taking in every word. As he waited for me to continue he clasped his hands together thoughtfully trying his best to understand my words. “I think that is when I first walked among them of my own free will. That is also when I learned they did out of love different from us angels who do it because we have to-“

Castiel interrupted my slight rant with a question “what is love?” He spoke with his deep monotone voice, his head slightly jerking away from mine feeling as if he would get into trouble if he asked any question, especially this question. If Castiel was human his hands would be so sweaty from the anxiety he gets from asking a simple (not so simple) question.

“Well there are many types of love, there’s brotherly love, there’s when you love a person as a friend, motherly, romantic…” my words are starting to trail off but I am snapped back into reality as my (e/c) eyes meet Castiel’s deep ocean blue ones. “They all feel different, motherly love according to humans feels like you have to protect them, you would give up your life for them. Brotherly love feels like you can poke fun at them but would fight for them if they got hurt, it’s a bit different from how we angels ‘care’ for each other.”

“How so?” Castiel asked once again, slowly getting more curious as he got more comfortable, Castiel’s shoulders slowly started to relax and his hands slowly unclenched with his jaw as you answered.

“Well, at least to me we don’t truly care for eachother. Heaven is run more like a ‘chain’ rather than a ‘family business’ if I were to refer to heaven in business terms. We are there for each other as employees rather than siblings, like we’re ‘supposed to’ be. We want everything to be perfect for the ‘upper management’ and are never truly there for one another. Gabriel was probably the closest example of 'brotherly love' since he just wanted angels to stop constantly fighting." I paused trying to read Castiel's body language. Castiel's mind seemed to be wandering trying to wrap around my words. I think my example of Gabriel as 'brotherly love' helped with that.

"What about the 'romantic love' you mentioned earlier?" Castiel asked, never truly looking you in the eyes keeping his oceanic eyes down.

"There are many signs that you love someone romantically for example: your palms get sweaty, sometimes you shift your weight, they always seem to be on your mind, in some extreme cases you would gladly give up your life for them, you stutter around the person you like romantically, your pupils dilate and many more." I stop my sentence again since now that I am saying many of these things out loud I realize something, this is how I feel towards Castiel. Suddenly I do something that clearly did not come from a sane mindset overcome by this newfound realization. I take Castiel's hand into mine and feel his icy hands intertwining with my slightly warmer hands.

"A/n" Castiel whispered so quietly I almost didn't hear him, shifting his head he was staring at our laced fingers. Quickly I let go of his hand and apologized.

"A-ah sorry Castiel" I let go of his hand letting it rub the back of my neck and eventually let it rest back at my side. "I'm sorry" I apologized again this time muttering the words. I stood up quickly wanting the awkwardness in the  air to disappear. "I best be going now," I gave him a faint smile with an awkward wave turning my back to him.

"Wait a/n" Castiel said, making me stop in my tracks. I could hear his trenchcoat rustling at his sudden movement of standing up. "I think I like you… romantically" I turned back to face Castiel letting me see the desperation in his eyes. As soon as I saw his eyes I ran as fast as I could towards him engulfing him in a hug burying my head in his chest, letting a tear drop out of happiness.

"I feel the same way Cas" I say letting his nickname drop but I sadly had to let go of him as I heard the familiar flap of Naomi's wings along with her goons of course. "And what do you want?" I sneered at the angels in front of us already knowing what they came for quickly standing in front of Castiel protectively hoping that she didn't see what just conspired and decide to drag Castiel down with you.

"That is not a very kind way to greet your superior a/n" Naomi sneered back at me. "Although I'm sure you know why I'm here a/n" She said crossing her arms growing impatient. "Your time has run out" she stated.

I sighed knowing that there was nothing I could do now, I knew my fate since the moment I stepped foot on earth and began walking among the humans trying to understand them. "I know". What else could I say? I walked towards them peacefully fully accepting my fate. As I turned around letting two of Naomi's goons grab my shoulders tightly making sure I did not run away my mouth three words to Castiel. 'I. Love. You.' and smiled sadly at him letting a tear of sadness roll down my s/c cheek and we quickly took off to my banishment to hell. I was not around to see Castiel dropped to his knees and let out a cry of frustration and sadness and what are the words "and I you".

~flashback ends~

Tears start to roll down my face as I remember the last day with my lover Castiel as a knife slices open my stomach, the knife wielded by the fallen righteous man Dean Winchester. He doesn't flinch as my blood sprays in his face. I quickly stop my tears deciding never to show weakness as long as I'm in enemy territory. A part of me knew that my lack of emotion was to try and lessen the famous Winchester's guilt.

Many torturers were sent my way in my years of hell at this point the pain they inflicted did not bother me. It didn't hurt as much as it did annoy me much like a mosquito bite. The only pain that was my own came from my only regret, not confessing to Castiel sooner. I missed him dearly, his rare smiles, his bright blue eyes, his icy fingers, and how could I forget his density. Tilting my head down I stare at Dean Winchester's dulled green eyes. My heart aches for him as I can tell he's been through so much and will sadly go through so much more. Unconsciously I lift my hand and touch Dean's blood splattered face knocking him out of his trance just in time for an alarm to go off.

Angels have broken into hell.

I wasn't surprised at the face that angels had broken into heaven, I knew they wouldn't leave Michel's sword down here. What I didn't know is that Castiel would be the one to grip him tight and raise him from predation. As Castiel gripped Dean's shoulder my eyes locked with his and I knew he was surprised to see me. Castiel stares at me with wide eyes before he snaps back into reality and grabs me by the waist leaving a small imprint on my stomach from his burning hand. "Cas-" I begin to say but suddenly I felt icy fingers grab my waist and helped me inch through the darkness of hell. "Cas" I try to say again but Castiel looked exhausted from battling demons in order to free the trapped Winchester and to add on to his plate you got me who wasn't a part of the plan. Suddenly I felt tired and unconsciously leaned into Castiel and decided to close my eyes and finally got some rest after many years of torture.

When I woke up I was in the middle of a graveyard. I flop over to one side to try and get my bearings. I examine myself, I have s/c skin, h/l and h/c hair, my soul was sent to my last vessel which ment Castiel, not only saved my old vessel but modified it so that I would have the same one if I ever came back. I snap back into reality and I see a hand shoot up from the ground and I get surprised from well… a hand shooting up the ground I try to scatter to my feet but that failed so I ended up tripping over my own two feet and tumbling onto my butt. After the initial shock I do my best to help the buried Winchester. As Dean raised to the surface and it was his turn to come to his senses he regretted not having his demon blade or any holy water to test me.

“If you wanna do your little exorcising chant to make sure I’m not a demon go ahead I’ll just wait until you’re done, not like it’s going to take a long time. Names y/n by the way” remembering to introduce myself with my ‘human’ name that I used long ago.

Dean wasted no time having just come from a place infested with demons corner to corner. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Ergo, omnis legio diabolica, adiuramus te." Dean recited and after he saw no black smoke coming out of my mouth he let out a relieved sigh. “Dean Winchester'' he introduced himself. “Although…” he gave an awkward chuckle. “You probably already knew that,” Dean said, rubbing the back of his neck, remembering the years he had tortured you. All he could muster to say was a muttered “Sorry” as he finally got a chance to look around him only to see all the trees around his grave site blown away. Instinctively I put my hands up to say I didn’t do it. “What in the world could have caused this?” Dean asked, his eyes widening at the sight.

“I have no idea” I lied as I stood up on my feet.

“And you” Dean pointed his index finger at me. Well it’s true what they say no matter how kind you are to a Winchester they will always treat you with hostility. “What are you? And how did you end up here?”

“As I said b-before I am y/n I had only been hunting 6 months before coming across a case?” I seemingly questioned my words lying through my teeth. “It involved what I learned to be hellhounds if I remember correctly” I continued to lie. “I’m sorry I can’t remember much of the day before ending up there” I said referring to hell before continuing on with the lie. “The last thing I remember is excruciating pain as the hellhound ripped me apart” I said (fake) tearing up making up a fairly believable lie on the spot. “I’m sorry”

“Hey it’s okay why don’t we try and find the nearest store so we can get some grub.” Dean tried to coax me to stop ‘crying’.

“That sounds good”

After walking for seemingly forever we found an abandoned gas station with normal human necessities, food, water, etc. Dean went straight for the water and pie and I of course followed suit trying my best to act like a human. As I twisted off the cap to a water bottle from the fridge and put the water to my lips the taste was overwhelming. I tasted all the chemicals and minerals and it took everything I had not to spit it out. I forced the water down my throat taking in all the tastes, I really had no idea how humans could stand such tastes. My eyes followed Dean to know what to do next, I reasoned with myself that it was because I haven’t been on earth in so long I had forgotten many of the mannerisms and even if I did remember they would probably be very outdated.

Suddenly I could hear Castiel’s voice saying “Dean Winchester, my name is Castiel and I am the one who gripped you tight and raised you from predation” sounding like a high pitched scream to the eldest Winchester he covered his ears. I saw that the glass began shaking, about to break. I ran towards Dean doing my best to protect him from the collapsing glass, after all I couldn’t just let a human be injured on my watch. A loud screech was heard once again this theme with a message for me. “A/n” he began “well I suppose you would be going by y/n now. I am coming soon, please just wait a little longer. I love you.” At my lover's words I let out a small smile not being able to wait although the smile was quickly wiped off my face as I remembered where I was and unshielded Dean. Before Dean could come to his senses I quickly took out any big and obvious glass shards so that nothing seemed off to Dean.

“You alright?” Dean questioned, caring about someone else for once. I nodded my head hesitantly, easily faking my emotions. “Alright you stay here and I will go call an old family friend maybe he knows what the hell is going on”

~time skip to the warehouse scene when they officially meet Castiel because I'm lazy~

Thanks to the time in hell plus traveling around with him for the time being Dean now saw me as a younger sibling and of course not spending as much time with me as Dean had Sam (who was currently working with a demon whom he had slept with might I add) and Bobby were still cautious around me. Of course when I met Bobby he did their little Hunter's test on me which I passed with flying colors and did my best to earn his trust in the short time that I've known him. It was thanks to Dean that I was allowed into the warehouse where they were summoning Castiel as he had convinced Bobby that I had just as much of a right to know what saved me from hell as he did. I knew that their wardings would have no effect on Castiel since I was allowed into the warehouse. Cas stormed into the warehouse using his grace to swing open the doors easily walking surprising Bobby and Dean who were shooting at him.

"Who are you?" Dean questioned

"I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition" Castiel retorted.

"Thanks for that," Dean said while picking up the demon blade.

Dean charged at Castiel with his demon blade in hand. Of course in the moment I wanted to protect my lover but I knew he wouldn't die from a stupid demon knife. As Dean plunged the knife into Castiel he was shocked for the second time when he didn't see Castiel flashing orange and collapsing. Castiel took out the demon blade like it was nothing.Bobby tried to hit him from behind but Castiel simply stopped the weapon's momentum and put two fingers to his head to knock him out. Dean looked sacred as his eyes darted between Castiel and Bobby.

"Dean" Cas turned his head to face me "y/n, we need to talk"

Dean ran over to Bobby to make sure he was still alive while Cas started to inspect a book out of curiosity.

"Your friend is still alive," Castiel stated while flipping through a book.

"Who are you?" Dean questioned again swinging his head away from the fainted Bobby to look at the angel in a trenchcoat.

"Castiel"

"Yeah I figured that much" Dean added sarcastically "What are you?" Dean asked quickly, his eyes never wavering from Castiel who was still inspecting the book.

"I am an angel of the lord" Castiel said, turning his head away from the book to look at Dean then myself. Castiel mentally questioned if I had told him anything as to which I shook my head.

"Get the hell out of here" Dean said in disbelief. "There's no such thing" Dean stood up trying to size up the angel.

"This is your problem Dean" Castiel paused "you have no faith"

"Y/n don't you have anything to say about this!" Dean screamed at me as I had been quiet throughout the whole ordeal.

"Well my personal belief is that everything has to have an opposite so if demons and hellhounds exist why can't angels" I said calmly shrugging my shoulders trying to calm Dean. After I said this Castiel showed the shadow of his wings.

Dean seemed to believe Castiel now "well some angel you are, you burned out that poor woman's eyes" Dean said referring to Pamala (?) Who looked at Castiel's true form and had her eyes burnt out.

"In my defense I did try and warn her not to spy on my true form" Castiel turned his body to face Dean "my true form can be" he paused for a second trying to think of the word "overwhelming to humans, so can my true voice, but you already knew that" Castiel moved his arms not really knowing what to do with them

"Back at the gas station, that was you?" Castiel could only nod his head in confirmation. "Buddy next time lower the volume"

"I could hear him just fine though" they both turned they're heads to me, Dean in surprise and Castiel out of politeness.

"I apologize Dean that was my mistake" Castiel apologized turning back to Dean "I thought you were like y/n over hear who could hear it but I was wrong"

"What visage are you in now? Holy tax accountant?"

"This is…" Castiel gestured to his body "this is a vessel"

"So what now you're possessing some poor guy?"

"Dean, that's impossible since angels can only gain a vessel by gaining the person's permission" I stepped in.

"And how do you know this?" Dean whipped his head towards me.

"I'm sorry that I've hidden it but I am also an angel. Well maybe closer to an ex-angel"

"Ex-angel?" Dean questioned

"Well you see I was angel just like the rest of them following god's every word but the more time I spent on earth the more I strayed from the 'right path' and eventually was sent down to hell as punishment of course until Castiel swooped us up" I explained very simply skipping over the fact that me Castiel are lovers. "So I highly doubt that angels would still accept me as one of them so…ex-ange. Don't get me wrong I still got the same tricks as that guy over there" I said shoving my thumb in Castiel's direction.

Dean was internally questioning whether or not he should trust me at the moment and it was clear on his face. ''Then why would Castiel save you?"

Me and Cas shared a look at Dean's question basically asking each other 'should we tell him?'. Castiel gave a curt nod saying we should. I sighed and put my hand on my head thinking of the simplest way to explain to Dean but Cas beat me to it. "We're lovers," Cas stated, simply deepening his voice.

"My true name is a/n, y/n is the name I use when I'm walking down on earth as an extra precaution" I explained.

"So basically everything you've told me up till now has been a lie!?" Dean screamed at me.

"I am sorry Dean" I bowed my head and apologized. "If you want me too I will go off with Castiel for the time being and reappear when you pray for either one of us" I felt horrible lying to him but he would've treated me like Castiel if he knew so it was out of self preservation.

"Fine" Dean agreed.

"Until next time Dean" I bowed and flew off with Castiel by my side once again.

~afterword~

It took a lot of time but I eventually regained the majority of the Winchester's trust. The angels found out that I had escaped hell when they all fell from heaven but they were too wrapped up in finding vessels, adjusting to life and their own political affairs to really care. When we had a free moment Castiel and I decided to have a human wedding. Cas of course never took off the trenchcoat which I didn't mind as he looked good in it. We never really had kids of our own but we've basically adopted Kelly's nephilim Jack. I know I could never replace Jack's mom but I wanted to be there for him.

-end

Sorry if the ending wasn't that good, when I started writing I didn't know how I was going to end it and alternative endings I thought of just didn't feel like endings so you get that piece of crap ending. I also could have made a book out of this (just saying) so that's another reason it could be so bad.