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Airport Blues

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Request - Anon ~ Hey can I have Misha & reader ((platonic not romantic)) where they meet at like an airport or smth because of West with the prompt violet? Thank you, love your work. X

Prompts - Violet - ‘Your kid keeps running over here and stealing food off my plate when you’re not looking and I don’t know how to make it stop’

Airports were the worst you’d decided. Trying to fly back to Washington was proving to be more difficult than anyone would have guessed, you could walk to Washington quicker than this. 

You’d been at the airport for hours the day before only for them to tell you that your flight was cancelled due to something being wrong with the plane, great. Thankfully they put you up in a hotel but you had to queue for hours just to get your voucher for the hotel and ugh it was proving to be a very stressful two days.

They had told you your plane would be ready at 6 AM, so you woke up bright and early and headed to the airport again. Was your plane ready at 6 AM? No, no it wasn’t and it wouldn’t be ready until 5 PM later that day. This was just great. 

Thankfully you didn’t have anything you needed to be home for other than the comfort of your own house and bed but still it was getting to be a bit of a joke at this point.

You realised just how hungry you were at around 4 PM, you still had an hour until your flight. Sighing you stood up from the uncomfortable chair you were in and made your way over to one of the restaurants they had in the airport. You quickly ordered your food before taking a seat in the courtyard like area in the middle of the stores.

Before you had a chance to take a bite of your food, you saw a small hand reach over and grab one of the fries that lay on your plate. You followed the hand and watched as a kid shoved it in his mouth before running over to a table that was two away from yours. The kid was looking at you with a smile causing you to raise your eyebrow before shaking your head and turning to your food.

You’d ate three or so bites before the small hand was back.

It’s not like you could say anything to the kid, I mean you probably could but then you risk getting in trouble with the parents whilst also looking like a bit of an arse.

He took two fries from your plate before scurrying back to his table.

This happened five more times before the kids dad finally noticed that his son had a handful of fries, your fries, in his hand and was stood there happily eating them to his heart’s content.

“Hey buddy,” you heard the man say, pulling the child on to his lap. You couldn’t help but smile as you watched the kid try to feed his dad one of the fries. “No thank you, where are you getting them from Westy?” 

Westy, now why did that sound familiar? Before you could think on it, the kid raised an empty hand and pointed over to you and- Oh my God was that Misha Collins?

Fuck, you were so glad you hadn’t told his kid off.

Misha looked at you and you spoke before he had a chance to.

“Your kid keeps running over here and stealing food off my plate when you’re not looking and I don’t know how to make it stop.” You couldn’t help but smile back at him when he gave you an apologetic smile.

“West, you know you can’t do that. Apologise to the nice lady please.”

“No, really, it’s fine. No harm done.” Misha didn’t say anything, just looked at West who was smiling innocently.

“Sorry for stealing your fries, Miss.” You couldn’t help but melt at the cuteness.

“It’s alright, like I said no harm done.” He smiled before turning to bury his face in Misha’s chest, sure the kid was shy now but when he wanted some of your food it was a different story.

“Sorry about that, he’s got to that age were he’s curious about everything. I’m Misha, by the way, this is my son West.” How did you play this? It could weird him out if you said you knew who he was but at the same time you really didn’t want to let this moment pass you by.

“Again, it’s really fine and, uh, I know. I’m kinda a fan of Supernatural actually.” You tried to fight the blush of embarrassment that made its way onto your face. He grinned excitedly at you though and turned more to talk to you.

“Oh really? Hi, it’s so nice to meet you! What’s your name?” You told him your name and he asked where you were going, turns out you were both heading to Washington only he hadn’t been stuck here for as long as you had. You had expected Misha to be down to Earth but you really hadn’t expected him to be this nice.

When they finally announced that your plane was ready to board, you, Misha and West all headed to the terminal you were taking off from. 

Once you were there, Misha leaned over and gave you a hug that you practically melted in to before saying his goodbyes.

The goodbyes weren’t necessary, however, when you boarded the plane, as you ended up being sat next to West, Misha taking the window seat and you being at the end of the middle row.

Maybe airport delays weren’t the worst thing in the world.

Missing You

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Pairings - Jensen Ackles & Daughter reader

Requested - anon - reader misses jensen (her dad) more than she realises and goes to a con and just soft fluff please (if you can link last nights episode in some how then that’d be great) Love your work!!!

Prompts - None.

You sat in your bedroom curled up under the covers of your bed with your TV playing in the background, snacks lay scattered around you as you scrolled through Twitter. You were waiting for the newest episode of Supernatural to air, knowing that your dad had worked so hard on it as director for that episode. You also knew that one of his songs from his upcoming album with Steve was going to be on it.

You hadn’t even seen the episode yet but you already had such an overwhelming feeling of pride for your dad, remembering how shy he had been once upon a time when performing in front of an audience and now he was hours away from releasing an album and having a song of his featured on the show he had dedicated such a huge part of his life to.

“Because I kind of hate me right now.” God spoke causing you to roll your eyes and mutter a sarcastic “tragic” under your breath. As much as you hated Chuck, you could help the smile as you watched Rob’s acting, he was incredible. It had been a while since you had seen him and other members of the cast, maybe you’d ask your dad if you could go to one of the upcoming conventions soon.

Tears filled your eyes as you watched Sam and Dean talk in the impala, turning to a watery glare as the scene changed to Chuck writing the story. You had no idea how Supernatural was going to end, your dad had offered to tell you some secrets but you refused. You’d been watching the show for a long time now and wanted to experience the final season along with every other fan, wanted to go on Twitter and tweet about your actual reactions, wanted to be shocked when an old face was reintroduced or cry like you had when Rowena had died.

Once the show ended it didn’t take long before your phone lit up with an incoming FaceTime call, you grinned as you saw your dad was the caller.

“Hey Y/N/N!” Your dad greeted as the call connected.

“Hey dad, you did such an amazing job directing that episode!” You told him sincerely, a giant grin on your face as you continued to praise him. “And the song! Dad, it fit so well! God, I’m so proud of you. I can’t wait until the album comes out tonight.” You had heard a few songs from the album, your dad had wanted to share them with you.

Some nights when you couldn’t sleep you’d wonder the house and find him in the living room or sat out in the back garden with his guitar and a notebook in front of him. He’d play you songs to help you drift back to sleep and you woke up the next day either on the couch cuddled up with him or in your own room wrapped tightly in your blankets.

“Yeah? You really think it was that good or you just saying that?” He teased, a grin on his own face as he took in the compliments you were giving him. To him there was no better reward than seeing his family happy, sure the awards they won on the show were great but seeing that pure look of happiness on your face couldn’t compare.

“Dad!” You laughed, “It was amazing, I promise! Everyone is raving about your directing and for good reason to. And Chuck in that episode, I swear I hate him so much but Rob- I love him and his acting is amazing.”

“Hey, what about me?” You heard a voice shout slightly off camera but knew the owner of the voice immediately.

“Uncle Jared! Of course, you were incredible as always!” You laughed as you watched him squeeze himself into your dad’s personal space so they both were just about visible on your screen.

“That’s what I like to hear. I miss you kiddo, I feel like I’ve not seen you for ages.” He pouted before playfully glaring at your dad.

“I know, I miss you too. I was actually going to ask you dad if I could come out to one of the conventions. I have a week off from school when you’re at the next one.” You told him, desperately hoping he’d say yes. It hadn’t been that long since you last saw him but you missed him so much when he wasn’t around.

“Well if you’re off school I don’t see why you can’t come. I’ll make sure everything sorted and let you know what’s happening. Are you going to be ok flying on your own, I don’t know if I’ll be able to fly back before the con?” He asked you, worry clear in his tone. You weren’t the best flyer but you could handle it on your own.

“Yeah, no, I’ll be fine. Promise. I just really wanna see you, Uncle Jared and the rest of the cast soon. I miss you.” You cursed yourself silently as your voice cracked, betraying the emotions you were feeling. Even though he was away a lot for work you were closest with your dad, he was always there whenever you needed him, if he wasn’t at home you knew you could always call him and he’d be there. When he wasn’t home though you did feel guilty about calling him, not wanting to drag him away from work or sleep if you’d had a particularly bad night. Having him close always took a huge weight off of you.

“Hey, I miss you too baby girl. Is everything alright?” He asked in concern, you watched as Jared moved away allowing you and Jensen some privacy.

“Yeah, I’m fine really, I don’t know why I’m so emotional right now. I guess I just didn’t realised how bad I missed you.” You told him, giving him a smile, not wanting him to worry about you more than he did. You watched as he frowned, eyebrows knitting together but he nodded along with what you were saying.

“You know if you need me, no matter when, you call me. Even if you think it’s silly-”

“I know I can call you. I promise nothing is wrong though.” You reassured him, smiling when he nodded more genuinely, some of the concern leaving his face but you could tell he didn’t fully believe you.

“We’ll be together before you know it princess.” He told you with a grin making you feel at ease.

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Three weeks later you were stood in the airport at San Francisco waiting for your dad’s flight to come in. Luckily you’d both managed to get flights that were fairly close to each other but you were stuck at the airport for at least half an hour by yourself.

You decided to go to one of the coffee shops in the airport to grab a drink before making yourself comfortable at one of the tables and pulling your phone out. The flight itself wasn’t too bad but it wasn’t great, you honestly just wanted your dad. It had been weeks since you had seen him last and it was starting to get to you.

Forty minutes later you got a text from your dad letting you know him Misha and Jared had landed and you quickly wrote back letting him know where you were. You saw him first, it wasn’t hard to find Jensen, Misha or Jared in a crowd, they were usually the tallest and the fairly sized crowd following them, snapping pictures and getting autographs gave them away.

You managed to push past the fans and wrapped yourself around Jensen before he had a chance to even acknowledge who was invading his space. For a brief moment he assumed it was a fan but a quick glance down had him beaming and wrapping his arms around you just as tightly. You felt him press a kiss against your hair and couldn’t help it as your eyes filled with tears, God you’d missed him.

You heard the fans cooing around you but paid them no mind as you clung to your dad.

“Hey baby girl, I missed you.” He told you softly, you squeezed him tighter as you nodded against him.

“I missed you too.” You choked out, focusing on not letting any tears fall right now.

“How about we get to the car, yeah?” Jensen asked you and you agreed wanting to be out of the view of the public, people snapping pictures when you were crying wasn’t exactly what you wanted.

Pulling away from Jensen you were engulfed by Jared wrapping you in his own hug, you were quick to hug him back. Not realising how much you’d missed him until you were in his arms.

“I missed you Uncle Jared.” This caused him to smile brightly down at you before telling you how much he missed you as well.

When you left Jared’s arms you turned to Misha and the two of you hugged each other before finally you were all leaving the airport, Jensen having grabbed the suitcase you’d abandoned in favour of greeting him.

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The car ride to the hotel wasn’t too long, you’d spent it cuddled up against your dad having no intention of leaving him at any point in the near future. When the four of you got to the hotel, your dad went to check you both in and you turned just in time to see Rob, Rich and Matt leaving the elevator. You made your way over to them, Richard spotting you first and meeting you half way.

“Y/N! You’re here!” He yelled as he threw his arms around you. The hug was quick and the other two hugged you hello.

“God, I love conventions, so many hugs.” You sighed happily causing the boys to laugh. The four of you chatted until Jared, Jensen and Misha came over, allowing everyone to greet each other and arrange for a dinner later on that evening.

“Come on princess, let’s put these away.” Jensen said, gesturing to the suitcases. One of his arms was placed around your shoulder as the other pulled his suitcase. You smiled up at him before taking your suitcase and heading to the elevator the boys had just left.

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“So,” Jensen started. The two of you were cuddled together in bed, you’d met up with Jared, Misha, Alexander, Ruth, Richard, Rob, Matt, Kim, Briana and Mark for dinner and now were back at the hotel. The cast had an early morning tomorrow so it was an early night for most of them. “Are you sure there’s nothing wrong? I’m not complaining about you being cuddly, trust me I love it, but if you need to talk, I’m right here.” You smiled up at him, feeling happier than you had when back in Austin.

“I promise I’m fine. I guess I just needed you more than I realised lately. Nothing even happened, school has been great, my grades are good, Danneel and the kids are doing well, nothing is bad but I don’t know I guess I just miss you being around. I don’t know why it got to me so much this time though.” You told him honestly. Jensen looked down at you, placing a kiss against your forehead before pulling you closer to him.

“I miss being around too. I love what I do so much but sometimes I feel bad about leaving you and JJ, the twins, Dani. I promise I’m always here though, for all of you. I’ll have more time once the show has ended, even with the music and the other projects. I love you, kiddo.” He told you. You were saddened to hear how bad he felt, the family knew he was there for them though and you all were so close, even when he was gone he made an effort to be involved in everyone’s lives.

“I love you too, so much. Never feel bad though, we all love that you’re doing what you love and that you still make such an effort to be with us, either on video calls or flying home on breaks, even if its just for a day or two.” The smile he gave you showed you how much your words meant to him even if they didn’t, to you, feel like they did justice to what you wanted to say. He always knew what you were saying without you needing to say it.

You couldn’t wait til his next break so he could come home.

Run Through Walls

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Requested - anon - I just heard the scripts new album and run through walls made me think of ur blog straight away! I don’t know what I want but can you do something with the spn cast and this song please!!! Thank you if you do!xx

Prompts - Song Prompt - Run Through Walls (Click to listen).

You’d known the Supernatural cast since you were nine, joining the cast in one of the earlier seasons as Dean’s daughter. Jensen was like a father to you both on and off screen, you’d spent plenty of time at his house on breaks and for holidays. He’d taken you to you first convention and supported you through everything, professionally and personally. You were close with Jared too, he’d helped you a lot when it came to your mental health. Getting hate messages from such a young age had definitely affected you but they got you through it and any time things got too much you gave them a call or went to sit with them, everything turned out better.

Misha Collins had gone above and beyond for you. Flying from your home to Vancouver or to another state for a convention always had you feeling overwhelmingly anxious, flying on your own always set you on edge. One convention in San Francisco saw you sat at the airport alone in tears when Misha called you. You remembered him calming you down through the phone and him catching a flight over to you so the pair of you could travel to San Francisco together even though he was originally closer than you were. You’d apologised profusely but he wouldn’t hear anything of it, swearing he was more than happy to help you.

You and Rob hadn’t always got along so well. It’s not that you didn’t like each other it’s just that you’d never really got to know each other. When you decided you wanted to give music a try, Jared and Jensen asked him to speak to you and he was more than happy to. After that the two of you became quick friends. You’d spent countless nights making music together, at cons when neither of you could sleep you would camp out in one of your rooms and play music together or watch some cheesy movie and cuddle up together, eventually falling asleep tangled together.

Richard Speight was somebody who everyone felt automatically comfortable around and you were no exception. The moment you met him you knew he was going to be in your life for a long time. You and Rich hung out so much together both on and off set, if you were at a convention together you wouldn’t be too far from each other. Any time with Rich was guaranteed to be fun, except for maybe when the two of you had to fly anywhere together, two anxious flyers was a recipe for disaster - add Matt into the mix and it was an even bigger mess, thank the Lord for Rob Benedict, how he coped with three anxious flyers was a mystery to you all. Though you and Rich were always joking around, the pair of you could be serious when the moment called for it. You’d called him one night after a fight with your parents and sobbed down the phone to him and he was quick to comfort you, offering you a place at his house for as long as you needed. When a family member of yours had passed away and you were a mess, Richard was one of the first people at your door, offering you a warm hug and kind words.

Matt Cohen was one of the people who you considered your best friend. The pair of you were so close with each other, you’d been a big help when it came to babysitting for him to which he was thankful for. The two of you met up at least four times a month, with your schedules you had to make time for each other, and had friend dates. Sometimes you’d have lunch, go see a movie or concert. Your favourite friend date had been when he had taken you out after a really bad breakup, he took you to a movie you’d really wanted to see, then he found an old school miniature crazy golf course that left you both in stitches and he’d ended the night by taking you to a fancy restaurant, the both of you playing dress up in nice outfits. You loved him for that day, he’d managed to take such a draining morning and turn it into one of the best memories that you’d treasure forever.

Ruth, Kim and Briana were your best girlfriends. You’d always been mature for your age so getting on with people who were older than you had never been a problem and these friends you’d made along the way were some of the best people you’d ever met. Kim definitely took on a mom role with you but you loved it, loved having someone check on you with so much care and wanting you to succeed. Ruth was another person who you tended to cling to on set and at conventions, when ever you were around her you were constantly laughing and smiling. You loved travelling with Ruth, the pair of you had gone to Paris together for an event and seeing the sights and playing tourist with Ruth was so incredible. Briana and you got on so well, it took a while before you both got to act on screen together but when you did it was the best. Thankfully Richard was directing because the two of you kept laughing and just generally having the best time together, though it did mean that getting the right take took much longer but Jared, Jensen and Misha were joining in on the fun too.

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You were all sat backstage at Rob’s show that he hosted at conventions, listening to him and Briana sing together as you all danced around backstage, clapping and cheering once they were done.

“Alright, Alright. Next up we have Y/N who is going to sing a song from her new album that come out in 10 days!” Rob introduced with a grin. You felt someone squeeze your shoulder and turned to smile at Matt as he mouthed ‘good luck’ to you.

You’d been nervous for weeks about releasing your own album, only ever featuring on other people’s or doing singles for movies and tv shows. The thought of putting your own music out there had filled you will anxiety but everyone had been so supportive. You’d played the cast most of the songs but purposely hadn’t let them hear the song you’d be singing tonight.

“Ok, hey everyone. So real quick, nobody outside of the recording studio has heard this song yet so I’m super nervous,” here you paused as the crowd cheered loudly in support, “thank you. So this song is really quite personal to me and it’s basically about finding those friends who would do anything for you and you for them. It’s about knowing what’s important in your life and basically an open love letter to those who go above and beyond for you. It’s called ‘Run Through Walls’ and I hope you guys and the people I wrote it for like it.” You finished your speech and let the crowd cheer as you sat on the stool and nodded to the band to begin.

“With no visible superpowers Sitting in the kitchen and talkin' for hours You always show up at the perfect time There's no one born with X-Ray eyes There's no way to know what's on my mind But you always say the words that save my life

I've got friends that will run through walls I've got friends that will fly once called When I've nowhere left to go And I need my heroes I've got friends that will run through walls

You may not be superhuman But you've got the strength to carry me through it My shield of steel when I'm too weak to fight Yes, you are And that day my mother died And you held me up and you wiped my eyes It was in that moment when I realised

That I've got friends that will run through walls (Yeah) I've got friends that will fly once called When I've nowhere left to go And I need my heroes I've got friends that will run through walls

You're always happy for my happiness And sad for my sadness P me off, you're mad for my madness (Ooh) Ever since we were young, you help me rise from the ashes If I fall from the sky you'd catch me 'Cause friends don't let you do stupid things Oh, friends don't let you do stupid things Oh, friends won't let you do stupid things Alone, alone

I've got friends that will run through walls (Yeah) I've got friends that will fly once called (Yeah) When I've nowhere left to go And I need my heroes I've got friends that will run through walls

Yeah, yeah Whoa-oh-oh When I've nowhere left to go And I need my heroes I've got friends that will run through walls I've got friends that will run through walls And I've got friends that don't text, they call When I've nowhere left to go and I need you the most I've got friends that will run through walls.”

The roar of the crowd was deafening and you couldn’t help the grin that was plastered on your face or the tears that filled your eyes, too many emotions hitting you at once. An overwhelming surge of happiness filled you as you realised you’d preformed this song that was so close to your heart and people had actually enjoyed it. You let out a gasp as you were pulled against somebody’s chest and managed to look up to see Jensen looking at you with so much pride and a grin of his own.

“That was amazing, kiddo, I’m so proud of you. God, I love you so much.” He told you quietly as the crowd continued to clap for you.

“I’m so glad you liked it, Jens. I love you too.” You smiled as he pressed you closer to him and as you felt him kiss your head.

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Hugs were given out from everyone after the show had finished. Everyone was quick to tell you how much they loved you and you told them you loved them too, feeling so much happiness and appreciation for your life and the amazing people in it.

You ended up in Richard’s room that night, cuddled against him, feeling worn out by the long day and the emotions from the last few hours.

“I’m so glad you are all in my life.” You whispered into the dark room, smiling softly as you felt his hand rub up and down your arm soothingly.

“Trust me, bug, we’re so glad you’re in ours and we’d do anything for you.” He told you and though you already knew it, it was nice to hear it from Richard.

“I’d do anything for you guys too.” You replied, cutting yourself off with a yawn. Richard pulled you and the blankets closer to him before quietly telling you to get some rest.

“Love you, Rich.” You mumbled tiredly, eyes already drifting closed.

“I love you too, Y/N/N.”

The Truth

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Requested - Yes - Daughter reader for Jared Padalecki were she comes out to him. Fluff and angst. 

Your dad was finally back home from filming and you knew now was the best time to tell him. Of course you’d thought about telling him a number of ways, in fact you’d written out several text to him that had all ended up being erased, you’d facetimed and called him with the intent of telling him but backed out every time.

No more, you told yourself, this was it.

You’d heard from your dad and Uncle Jensen that they had landed safely in Texas and were making their way home. You had been prepping yourself for this moment for weeks, knowing you had to tell him. You knew he was fine with fans that came out to him from conventions and things like that but this was a bit different than a fan coming out to him, this was his daughter.

What if he hated you? What if he kicked you out and never wanted to see you again?

You’d always been pretty close with your dad. For a long time before he met Genevive it was just you and him, sure you’d been jealous of Gen at first but she was always caring and loving towards you, treating you like one of her own when she didn’t need too. You didn’t want to come out and ruin the family and what if word got out that Jared Padalecki’s daughter was gay, could it affect his career? All sorts of illogical questions had plagued you for as long as you had known.

Countless nights had seen you sobbing silently as you let your head fill with worst case scenarios, hardly ever letting yourself think of the best case for fear of rejection. It hurt you to hide such a huge part of yourself from your dad but the thought of him turning you away was so much worse.

Your heart thumped madly against your chest as anxiety filled your bones when you heard the front door open and close.

Dad was home.

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As much as Jared loved filming, he loved the breaks he got to spend time with his family. Often he felt guilty that he wasn’t around as much as he should be, the kids understood even though most of them were young, he knew you understood too but he loved when you ame on set with him.

Jared had of course notice your distant lately, through text and calls, and he planned to talk to you about it. If he could help he would, he’d never want you or anyone of his family members to feel like they were alone in the world. He greeted Genevive and the kids, noticing straight away that you hadn’t come downstairs. He shrugged it off, thinking there was a possibility that you could have headphones or were taking a nap. Deep down he knew there was something wrong though.

He made his way up the stairs, placing his bag him his and Gen’s room before making his way over to yours. He knocked on the door, pushing it open when he didn’t receive an answer and stopped as he saw you sat on the floor, quiet sobs escaping you as your face rested on your knees.

Quickly, he snapped out of the shock and made his way over to you. He scooped you up and placed you in his lap, holding you tight and rocking you gently as though you were still a small child.

“Hey, baby girl, shush, that’s okay, take your time, you’re fine Y/N.” Jared whispered softly against your hair.

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You had every intention of walking out of the room and telling your dad that your gay, you really did. Then your thoughts got the better of you and you couldn’t bring yourself to open the door. Before you knew it the tears were falling down your face and you could hardly breath.

It seemed to pass in a blur before you register you were being held against your dads chest, hearing the words he was whispering as he tried to get you calm.

“S-sorry!” You managed to sob, the word barely recognisable.

“Don’t be sorry, sweetheart. Everything’s going to be alright.” Jared reassured as he continued to keep up his steady stream of reassuring words.

Eventually, you managed to stop sobbing, though the tears were still pouring down your face no matter how many times your dad wiped at them.

“Sorry, you just got home.” You mumbled, pressing your face into his chest.

“Hey, none of that now, you hear me?” Though you knew he wasn’t expecting an answer you nodded anyway causing him to smile. “Darlin’, what happened?” He asked you, concern practically dripping from him.

You took a deep breath.

This really was it.

“I’m gay.” You managed to breath out, eyes screwed shut tightly as you refused to look at him.

“You’re gay? Wait that’s why you were so upset?” Jared asked, confusion clear in his tone.

“Didn’t want you to hate me.” You mumbled against his chest, eyes opening in shock as you heard him chuckle.

“Hate you?” He repeated. “Darlin’, I could never hate you, especially not for something like this! You know I’ll support you with anything, same goes for your brothers and sister. You being gay doesn’t make you any less of the Y/N Padalecki I know and love, trust me on this baby girl, this changes nothing. I know I speak for most everyone in this family on that. I love you so much.”

At this point you were sobbing again but this time it was tears of joy and relief pouring down your face.

“Thank you! I’m so sorry.” You sobbed.

“C’mon now, none of that. You’re my daughter no matter what and I’ll always support you.” He told you sincerely, kissing your head as he did.

In that moment, you knew you were so incredibly lucky to have a dad as supporting, loving and non judgemental as Jared Padalecki.

The One I Love, The One I Hate

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Prompts -  143 - “Didn’t you two used to hate each other?” “Yeah, but now we hold hands and shit!”

You had only been working on the set of Supernatural for a year and whilst you loved it, there were somethings you wished you could change. Like the fact that your character, Violet, was in a relationship with Jared’s character, Sam. During your first season your two characters danced around each other, both finding each other attractive from their first meeting were Sam saved her from a nest of vampires after she was captured by them. Your character was a hunter and quickly joined forces with Sam and Dean.

You sat in your house and read over the scripts that had been sent over, groaning in dismay as you did. The first episode was fairly boring in the way of Violet and Sam’s romance but by episode three you were both to confess your feelings in a life or death situation, only for the awkwardness to start up when you all lived. There were kissing scenes too, quite a lot of them.

Since your first day on set you and Jared did not get along. You clicked straight away with Jensen and became great friends with him, you would have much preferred for your character to be dating Dean but alas things didn’t always work in your favour. It took some time before you and Misha actually became friends, though you two were friendly enough to each other on set but now the two of you hung out together when you weren’t filming. Jared Padalecki, however, was someone you were just about civil with. The same went for him, though he tries to keep up a friendly appearance whenever a camera or fan is around, the two of you hardly speak to each other and if you do it isn’t exactly friendly.

Sometimes you see Jared completely relaxed and at ease, goofing around with the other men on set and can’t help but yearn for that friendship, it would certainly make things a lot easier on set but you never tried to change the dynamic between you.

Shooting this season was going to be great.

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“Late on the first day, Y/L/N.” Was the first thing you heard as you practically fell through the hair and makeup trailers door. You let out an annoyed sigh before collapsing into your chair, smiling gratefully at the PA who handed you a drink.

“Bite me, Padalecki.” You shot back before taking a sip of your drink, relaxing ever so slightly.

“Come on now, Y/N. This season is going to be great; I mean what’s better than our romance finally blossoming.” Jared laughed as he watched you roll your eyes.

Besides Jared’s early morning annoyances throughout the duration of your hair and makeup prep, it was actually really great to be back on set and before long you were walking towards the set ready to start shooting.

“Y/N.” You heard someone call and turned around to seeing Jensen jogging towards you.

“Hey!” You greeted him happily, hugging him back as he pulled you into his chest.

“How was your break?” He asked as the two of you continued on your way to set, exchanging stories from your break. Just as you were about to step into the room Jensen placed a hand on your forearm, stopping you in place. You frowned up at him in confusion.

“Listen, I know you and Jared don’t exactly get on,” He started but was cut off by you snorting.

“Understatement.” You laughed.

“I know you don’t get on,” Jensen repeated, rolling his eyes but smiling fondly, “But I just wanted to make sure you were going to be ok this season, you’re going to be working with him more than anyone.”

“I hope you gave him the same talk.” You mumbled. “But I’m a professional, this is my job and I’m not going to let my feelings get in the way of that. Trust me, I’m good.” You reassured him. You knew how many people watched this show, how they could pick up on any real-life tension that managed to sneak into the show. You could push your feelings to the side for them.

“I did give him the same talk, just so you know.” He said as the two of you entered the room.

“Good.” Was all you said before making your way over to the director who called you.

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“They don’t know Violet.” Castiel murmured quietly, but in the already silent room he may as well of shouted it. You felt a coldness seep through your bones as you shivered. Sam immediately took notice and rested his hand on top of yours.

The four of you were sat in a diner trying to figure out how to deal with some demons who had information but were not willing to deal with Winchesters any more, no matter what the boys offered in return.

“No way, Cas.” Sam said, squeezing your hand. “It’s not safe.”

“I can deal with demons.” You defended, pulling your hand out from under Sam. “I’ll do it.” You said to Dean instead.

“I know you can deal with demons, Vi, but this is too dangerous. They know you’re important to us and if they have you, well, whatever they want from us they’ll have.” Sam explained, looking at you with those puppy dog eyes.

“The way I see it you have two options. One; send me in, they don’t know me, or two; we sit around with our thumbs up our arse whilst the demons and Lucifer continue on with their plan.” You told them, anger dripping from your tone.

“If Lucifer gets a hold of you, Vi…” Sam began but trailed off with haunted eyes. “It’s a risk we aren’t taking. I’m sorry but there has to be another way.” Sam pleaded as he held your hand again.

“And cut!” The director yelled, “Perfect guys, good job.”

You were quick to pull your hand away from Jared causing him to laugh, he threw his arm behind you to rest on the booth.

“Seriously, if holding my hand is so bad, wait until we kiss.” You rolled your eyes as you left the booth, heading over to the table that held food and bottles of water.

You loved working on Supernatural but sometimes it could be draining.

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The first two episodes were wrapped up and it had gone relatively smoothly, a few arguments here and there between Jared and yourself but nothing that wasn’t solved by a small break. However, today was the day were you and Jared were filming your love confession scene and it was already going terribly.

An hour in and twelve takes later you still had no usable footage.

Violet jumped as a hand grabbed hers, whipping round only to relax as she saw Sam in front of her with a blade. She let herself give a quiet sigh of relief as she looked up at the man.

“Vi,” Sam whispered, looking just as bloody and bad as you did, “we can’t get out, we need a plan.”

The two of you surveyed the room, trying to see if there was anything, anything at all, that could get you out of the small, dark room. However, there was little in there, a raggedy blanket, a few empty bottles and some rotten food.

It was hopeless, you were going to die.

“Hey, hey, look at me.” Sam said as he saw your panic, taking your face into his hands. “You’re gonna be ok, we’re gonna get out.”

“Cut!” The director yelled a fifteenth time, causing you to groan and push Jared away. “It’s too stale guys! I know you have your differences but you gotta work together here. Take a break, let’s get Jensen and Misha in here and film them.” The director said to the room before turning to you and Jared again. “Take a break together, see if you can fix this.” He said before walking away.

“He’s right.” Was all you could say, you knew your acting was stoic, no matter how hard you tried there was something about Jared. The same went for Jared, he was a great actor but when it came to you it was terrible.

“I know.” Jared agreed with you, before continuing, “C’mon, we can go to my trailer and work something out.”

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You were sitting in Jared’s trailer anxiously tugging on your sleeve as Jared sat next to you silently. The two of you had no idea where to start, not really able to pinpoint exactly when things had gotten so bad that you couldn’t act together.

“I don’t know why you hate me so much,” Jared began but didn’t get very far as you cut him off immediately, eyes wide in shock.

“Seriously?” You asked, voice soft, “You’re the one who was cold towards me, sure we never really clicked but you acted like I wasn’t even onset until the director yelled action. I followed your lead.” You told him truthfully. Sure, you hadn’t gotten along straight away but it was Jared who started the arguments, it was Jared who acted like you didn’t exist.

“That’s not what happened and you know it.” He argued, though there was no heat to his words.

“Yes, it was, I know we didn’t hit it off instantly but you shot down anything chance of us getting along.” You shot back, refusing to look at him and instead stared straight ahead.

“I only started the comments as a way to ease whatever tension was between us. It was meant to be a joke but when it wasn’t taken as one, I just left it but you shot back and then it spiralled.” He sighed, knowing he’d messed up.

“We’re idiots.” You laughed but there was no humour to it.

“We are.” Jared agreed.

The two of you spoke for a little longer, trying to erase a years’ worth of hurtful comments and arguments. It obviously wasn’t going to be solved with one conversation but it was a start. At some point Jared suggested you two rehearsed and so you did, rehearsing until the PA called you back onto set.

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You woke up in a dark room, head aching as you tried to look around. You could see nothing of importance in the room and the door was too far away for you whilst your leg was hurt, you were sure you felt blood gushing from it.

You let out a quiet groan, letting your head hit the wall only to let out a hiss of pain as it came into contact. You nearly yelled as you felt something grab your hand, jumping as you tried to pull it back.

“Vi, hey, relax it’s me.” Sam said, his voice soft, barely above a whisper, causing you to relax ever so slightly. “There’s no way out, no windows, locked door.” He informed you causing your panic to flare up but Sam was there straight away, kneeling in front of you and cupping your face into his hand. You couldn’t help but tilt your head into his touch causing him to smile slightly. “We’re going to get out, I promise, you’ll be ok.”

“How?” You croaked; voice hoarse from shouting earlier. “You said it yourself, there’s no way out and they took our weapons. We’re screwed.” You felt Sam’s thumb brushing soothingly against your cheek, causing you to relax despite the panic building up.

The two of you stayed silent as you heard the floorboards creek from outside, holding your breath until the steps passed the door and continued down the hallway.

“What about Cas?” You asked hopefully but frowned as Sam shook his head.

“I’ve tried praying but,” Sam trailed off, glancing around the room to emphasis the lack of angel there.

“So what? We sit here and wait to die?” You snapped as panic coursed through your veins.

“No, we wait for someone to open the door and we fight our way out.” Sam said but he didn’t sound so sure about the plan.

“I don’t know if you noticed but I was stabbed in the leg.” You reminded him causing him to curse and pull his hand away from your face so he could examine your leg. It wasn’t too deep but you had definitely lost a fair bit of blood.

You watched as Sam ripped a piece of his shirt and wrapped it around your wound, frowning as he did so.

You both froze again as you heard the sound of the door being unlocked. A demon in a black suit walking in with a cocky look on his face.

“Let her go!” Sam barked before the demon could open its mouth.

“Temper, temper.” It purred, walking over to the two of you. “But why would we let her go when she’s the one we want?”

“She has nothing to do with this! Lucifer wants me!” Sam positioned himself in front of you protectively and as much as you appreciated it you knew it would do little to hold the demon off if it wanted you.

“Are you going to say yes to him?” It asked, voice full of humour. “Didn’t think so. But because we’re oh so nice, we’ll give you a choice.”

“Oh yeah, bite me.” Sam snapped.

“Ah, ah, now don’t tempt me.” It sang. “Either say yes to Lucifer or we get the girl and she looks delicious.” It said, looking at you and licking its lips as it shivered in pleasure at the thoughts running through its mind.

“You’re not getting her and I’m not saying yes.” The demon just looked pleased as Sam protested.

“Say your goodbyes.” It cackled before leaving the room, smirking at you as it did.

“Sam,” You called, getting his attention, he was immediately facing you. “Let them have me, do not say yes. Promise me Sam!” You begged as tears clouded your vision.

“Vi,” He whispered brokenly, his own tears falling down his face as he looked at you with those puppy dog eyes.

“Promise me, Sam, you have to promise me you won’t say yes.”

“I promise, Vi. I’ll get you back. There’s so many things I wanted to tell you but nothing more than I love you, Violet, so damn much and I’m going to get you back.” He swore, voice hard even as the tears flowed.

“I love you too.” You cried, your own tears falling uncontrollably down your face. “I love you so much, I know you’ll get me but don’t do anything stupid.”

Before Sam could reply there were demons in the room and you were flashed out of the room, getting one last look at the man you loved.

“And cut!” The director yelled and you could hear the grin in his voice. “That was perfect, you two were great, keep up the good work.” He praised before wondering off.

You wiped your eyes from where you sat on the floor before you saw a hand come into view and saw Jared offering it to you. You let the man pull you up and smiled as he brushed away your tears.

“You ok?” He asked, feeling the effects of the scene himself. You nodded at him, smiling softly. “Good. He was right, you know, you were great.”

“Thank you, you weren’t so bad yourself.” You smirked at him, causing him to roll his eyes and smile back at you.

“C’mon, we could both use some water.”

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From then on filming the rest of the season was a breeze. Jared and you still argued and picked fights with each other but it was all in good nature now. Being on set was much more enjoyable and your acting had improved greatly now that you actually got along with your scene partner.

However, at some point you realised that maybe you had started getting on too well with Jared as you noticed yourself feeling giddy around him, blushing and just wanting to generally be with him whenever you could. You felt like you were back in high school with a crush. Sometimes you missed the times when you thought you hated the man.

It was getting harder to control too, especially since you had to kiss the man on an almost daily basis, several dozen times a day. God, could that man kiss.

The two of you hung out more together on set, though kept it to yourselves mostly. Sometimes you’d rehearse, sometimes you’d have dinner together and sometimes, like now, you’d find yourself cuddled into his chest as a movie played on the tv in front of you, though you had to admit you weren’t paying much attention to the movie but more so on the hand that absentmindedly played with your hair.

Sometimes it was like Jared knew and he was just playing with you. You knew he wasn’t and that you were just paranoid but between the soft smiles you traded and the peaceful nights spent like this, it was heart-breaking but you knew you wouldn’t put a stop to it. If this was the only way you could have him, then you’d take it.

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“Hey, can we talk?” Jared asked as he jogged up to you after a long, draining day of filming. The words filled you with dread but a bigger part of you just wanted to collapse on the nearest bed.

“Sure.” You agreed tiredly, suppressing a yawn, causing Jared to smile softly at you.

“C’mon, my trailer’s closer.” It didn’t take long for the two of you to arrive at Jared’s trailer where he quickly made drinks and the two of you practically fell into the sofa.

“So, what’s up?” You said after a few minutes of sitting silently on the sofa, watching a Jared fidgeted with the mug in his hand.

“Right.” He began, clearing his throat and shifting so he was sitting with one leg crossed underneath him so that he could face you properly. “It’s just that, I mean, we’re getting along with each other now and I guess, well I mean I knew even when we didn’t get along but still…” Jared continued to ramble as you struggled to make sense of his words.

“Jared.” You interrupted softly, “what’s going on?” You asked in confusion, watching as Jared shook his head before taking a deep breath.

“I like you. I have for a while now, even when we didn’t get along. There’s always been something about you and I’m fine if you’d rather just be friends but I thought you should know.” Jared quickly explained, you just about made out the fast-spoken words but once you did you let out a small, shocked laugh that had Jared’s face falling so you quickly explained.

“Wait, no, I like you too!” You exclaimed. “I just thought with all our history that you’d never like me and I’d accepted that. Sorry, I’m just shocked.” You laughed as Jared let out a sigh of relief.

“So, does this mean I can take you out on a date?” He asked with a large smile that was contagious.

“It does.” You grinned and the two of you stayed on the couch talking for most of the night. The two of you agreed just to keep this to yourselves, not wanting to disrupt the cast or the flow of filming if this didn’t work out.

You woke up the next morning with a sore neck, leaning against Jared.

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You and Jared had been on several dates and everything was going great. You decided to wait until for a month or two before telling people but that went out of the window when the two of you were in Jared’s trailer one day after shooting.

The two of you only had a few scenes you needed to shoot that day and had gotten everything wrapped in just a few hours, whereas Misha and Jensen had a later start so wouldn’t be done for a few more hours at most. You and Jared had taken that time to go back to his trailer and watch a movie. At some movie watching turned into completely ignoring the screen in favour of making out with each other, losing track of time.

Neither of you heard the knock or the trailer door opening but you did hear Jensen’s voice, as he looked at the two of you with a raised eyebrow.

You and Jared quickly pulled away from each other, putting space between the two of you as you both looked up at Jensen with sheepish smiles.

“Didn’t you two used to hate each other?” He asked but didn’t sound too shocked.  

“Yeah, but now we hold hands and shit!” Jared laughed, causing both you and Jensen to roll your eyes.

“Sure, whatever makes you two happy,” Jensen grinned as he slapped Jared’s shoulder. “There’s a group of us going out, are you two coming?”

The three of you left the trailer and Jared and you decided to just enjoy each other’s company in public too, you were both happy and even if something didn’t end up working out you were professionals.

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“I don’t know what’s worse,” Misha laughed into the microphone, “being onset with Jared and Y/N now or when they didn’t get along.”

“Definitely now.” Jensen answered with an eye roll causing you to giggle and lean into Jared, who had an arm wrapped around you. “At least when they hated each other they stormed away from each other, now they’re joined at the hip. I mean look at them.” He continued causing the crowd to erupt into screams and cheers.

You and Jared had been dating for a year, six months in you announced it on social media and now conventions were a lot easier when you didn’t have to pretend you weren’t dating Jared. Still being relatively new to these conventions, it was nice to have Jared with you to sooth any anxiety you got. He was more than happy to find a quiet place and sit with you.

A year into it, your relationship was great, sure you two still argued but it was all done with love. None of those hurtful words that were thrown around when you first met. Sometimes working with your boyfriend was a lot, seeing him all day and then going back to the trailers but you’d both worked through it and now it was great. You had moved in with each other in Texas when you weren’t shooting and you loved living down there.

As you looked at Jared, who was jokingly defending your relationship, you couldn’t help but smile at him. Who would have thought the man you once hated would turn out to be the man you loved?

Your path based on your s/o (Gameplay)

This is all for fun and what I think, don’t take it as complete canon

Various Characters

Abudance! You’re a healer who either heals your reckless s/o or helps them out whenever you’re injured. They enjoy having you by their side and are thankful for your healing abilities!

Characters: Jade, Acheron, Aventurine, Blade, Jingliu, Kafka, Jing Yuan, Natasha, Gallagher, Misha, Jiaoqiu, Moze, Feixiao & Sunday

Preservation! You assist them in combat by shielding them from potential danger that could injure them. Neither of you need a healer with yourself on the team!

Characters: Black Swan, Acheron, Argenti, Firefly, Sampo, Sparkle, Welt, Feixiao

Nihility! You both provide damage as they attack, you both fit each other’s combat styles and work as a great team. That or you work with them with your different styles to defeat your enemies.

Characters: Kafka, Silver Wolf, Black Swan, Pela & Welt

Harmony! You assist your s/o and their coworkers with your abilities. They love how your abilities aid them in combat. Most of the time they deal the main dmg and you assist them with their missions.

Characters: Jade, Firefly, Silver Wolf, Seele, Topaz, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, Aventurine & Boothill

Erudition! You aid them by being able to do large AoE damage. Depending on the situation you are able to do the most damage to complete your mission.

Characters: Argenti, Boothill, Bronya, Dan Heng, Dr Ratio, Robin, Ruan Mei & Sparkle

The Hunt! You deal single target dmg and work great against boss enemies. Your skills match well with that of your s/o.

Characters: Dr Ratio, Topaz, Aventurine, Fu Xuan, Silver Wolf, Sparkle, Bronya, Seele, Sunday, Blade, Jiaoqiu & Moze

Opening Eyes - Castiel/Misha Imagine

Summary: Sam Dean and the reader are transported back to the world where they are all actors. There are a few surprises along the way.

Requested By: @jayde0602

Coughing you turned over as water spluttered from your lungs. ‘Alright Y/n, you’re alright’ You felt someone pat your back. You groaned and sat up slowly. Sam was before you holding his head groaning. Dean was on his hands and knees coughing and spluttering. You bolted over to him. ‘Woah there bud’ You smacked his back. He grunted. You heard Sam curse behind you. 'Jensen, you okay?’ You looked up at the man kneeling at Dean’s head who was patting his back.

He had a headset on him. You glanced around. Men and women stood around the three of you. There was cameras and computers and cars behind them. A tent stood on the far side of the clearing you had been in before you had passed out. You all were on the edge of the bank of the lake you had jumped in to avoid the stupid Angel battle. Angel battle, Cas. where was Cas. He had disappeared into the crowd after shouting at you and Winchesters to jump. Your head snapped around looking for him. 'Crap’ Dean grunted. 'Not again’ You felt hands on you and you jumped. Sam dragged you to your feet and then you both reached down to help Dean up. 'Not again?’ You muttered as someone wrapped a large grey blanket around you.

Dean grunted shrugging away from the one being draped around his. You shot him a glare and he sighed allowing the smaller man to do the same to him. 'The weird universe where we’re actors’ He grumbled hugging the blanket tighter to him. 'Are you three okay?’ A short plump man rushed forwards checking you and the boys over. 'We’ve radioed the paramedics, they’re on their way’ You wondered why you would need them, but then remembered that you were probably just actors and things like this were a big deal.

You allowed a smile to grace your face. 'We are fine’ You assured him. 'Although I think in need of a lie down, or a tea break’ The man waved you off. 'Of course, take the rest of the day off and however long you guys need to recover’ He gestured a boy over to you. 'Bob, get them to the tent and some tea and chocolate, chocolates good for shock’ The kid nodded and stuttered out for you three to follow him.

You did. Dean wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you under his blanket with him when he noticed you shivering. 'You alright doll?’ He whispered as you leaned into him. You nodded. 'How will we get back?’ You looked up at him as you made your way out of the group of people. 'What about Cas? What if he needs us and we can’t help?’ Your hands gripped your blanket tighter.

Dean let out a laugh and Sam smirked. 'Course you worry about the Angel’ You felt your cheeks heat up. Typical Dean. His best friend was back home possible dead and he decided to tease you. It was no secret, to anyone, that you were head over heels for the angel. But Cas had always failed to notice. At first you had taken him as shy and oblivious when he ignore your advances. Now you had just stopped, given up on them. It was true he was oblivious but he was also an Angel. He had no interest in you, he had no interest in humans like that. He saw them as fascinating creations, no more. That didn’t stop you crushing on him though.

Everytime you seen Cas you fell for him that little more. It was the eyes. The eyes that just shone goodness. The bright blue that would settle on you and send shivers down your spine. The full lips that just begged to be kissed, that he would part when he was confused. The lost look he would get when he didn’t understand something, oh you just wanted to take him in your arms and run your hands through those dark brown locks.

But what really made you fall for him was just him. How he was always there, how much he cared about humanity. How he had willingly gone against Heaven to help Sam and Dean. He was kind and selfless and good. He was pure and one of the best people you had ever met.

You glared up at Dean and he just smirked. 'Y/n’ You heard your name being shouted and you looked away from Dean. Your breath caught in your throat when your eyes fell on him.

Cas

He was running towards you. The trench coat flapping behind him. His hair was messed up. His eyes wide and a panicked look on his face as he sped towards you. 'Cas’ You breathed out. You slipped from under Dean he was saying something but you ignored him as you began to walk forwards faster than the others. Dean tried to grab you saying something but you were only focused on the Angel who looked pale and worried.

As soon as you were in reaching distance Cas reached out and took you in his arms. Your eyebrows furrowed as he pulled you into his chest. Tensing as he buried his face in your wet hair. 'I heard what happened. Are you okay? You’re not hurt? Oh I’m so glad you’re okay baby’ You slowly reached around and wrapped you arms around him too. Since when did Castiel hug you? And call you baby? And be this open about affection.

He pulled away slightly. His hands came up wiping your hair from your face. 'You are right? I don’t need to bring you to hospital? The medics have given you the okay?’ He leaned down his eyes searching yous. His hand on your cheek his thumb rubbing against your cold skin. You instinctively leaned into it likig the warmth of his skin against yours. 'You’re freezing’ He commented. 'But I’m okay, I’m not hurt. I’m just a little cold’ You reassured him.

You seen the tension leave his shoulder and the worry disappeared from his face replaced by relief. 'Thank God’ He breathed. 'I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you’ He smiled and then leaned down. Your eyes widened as he pressed his lips against yours. You tensed in his arms before sighing and leaning into him. He pulled away from the long peck and leaned his forehead against yours. His lips were as soft as they look. And set your body alive before. You gulped as he hugged you tighter. 'Cas’ You breathed.

He grunted. You opened your eyes and were met with those beautiful blue eyes. Only there was something different. There wasn’t as much innocence, as much pain, but there was happiness, real happiness. Something you didn’t see in Cas often, if at all. He chuckled. 'You just called me Cas again’ You opened you mouth furrowing your eyebrows at his confusion. Why was that funny to him? You always called him Cas.

Unless this wasn’t Castiel. That would explain why he had kissed you, the hug too, the baby, the affection. This wasn’t Castiel. The realisation made you pull away from him a little although you couldn’t escape the tight hold he had on you. 'Wait, you don’t actually think I’m Cas do you?’ The worry was back on his face. His eyebrows furrowed. His hands reached out and he took your ams. His hands running up and down it trying to gt some warmth into you 'Baby, did you hit your head?’ It explained why his voice was so different. He hadn’t got the same deep tone. 'Baby, it’s me, Misha’ He said hesitantly. You gulped and nodded. 'I-I know, slip of the tongue?’ Even to you it sounded more like a question. What the hell was going on?

You felt a hand on your shoulder and jumped a little. You slipped away from this Misha guy, Misha, that was an odd name. You stepped back and into Dean’s chest. 'Jensen, Jared’ Cas, no Misha, threw his arms around Sam, or Jared as he knew him. 'Glad you’re okay man, When I heard they had dragged you out unconscious-’ Misha’s voice cracked. Sam cautiously wrapped his arms around Misha patting his back. ‘We’re alright man, we’re good’ He reassured the smaller man.

You glanced up at Dean, who looked slightly bored by this. 'Jensen’ Misha pulled away and reached around you wrapping his arms around Dean. 'Man, I was so scared, I came down as soon as I heard. Thank God, you’re all okay’ Dean patted his back. 'We’re good buddy’ You smiled as Misha pulled away a smile on his face. He left his hands on Dean’s shoulders. 'You still terrified me, worst moment of my life’ He pursed his lips and instinctively you reached out.

You dropped your hands remembering that this wasn’t Castiel. But he had seen anyway. 'Right, we’ll get you out of those wet clothes’ He smiled down at you reaching out. He took your hand in his and pulled you close to him. He ran his hands up your arms and down your back. 'The paramedics are in the tent, and I have to get them tea’ The shy man told Misha. Misha rubbed his hands up and down your back creating warmth.

The man holding you looked down at him. 'That’s smart’ He smiled at him. 'Would you get it ready? The lake is cold and Y/n is shivering’ Misha stopped moving hands and put pressure on your back making you step closer and pressed you against him. You smiled up at him. The kid nodded and ran off towards the tent. 'Your clothes are still in the trailer' Misha wrapped his arm around you tucking you into his side. You knew you shouldn't have but you snuggled into his side. The heat he gave off was too much to resist.

You spotted your name on a small drawer. Y/n Collins, well it was your first name anyway. Beside it was Jensen Ackles, Dean, Jared Padalecki, Sammy. You froze when you spotted the next name. Misha Collins, he had the same last name as you. Sam and Dean walked over to their drawers straight away pulling out clothes. You trailed behind them your eyes flicking between your name and Mishas. ‘Put some dry clothes on and we’ll get you to the tent as quick as we can’ Misha squeezed you and pressed a kiss to your temple.

He went to his drawer pulling out his own clothes. It was a plain jeans and jumper combo. Damn you had always wanted to see Cas in casual clothes. You had loved the suit but you always wondered. You opened your own drawer to find a simple jeans and oversized jumper. You smiled. It looked comfortable. You tensed and became numb. In a small plastic bag was a gold band and another ring with diamonds on it. You were married.

Sam and Dean just stripped, of course and were clothed in no time. 'Time to get me some coffee, you okay?' His voice brought you out of your trance. Dean rubbed his hands together and breathed in them. You nodded. ‘Yeah, I’ll catch up’ He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your drying hair. 'Least you got to kiss Cas, or someone who looks like him' He chuckled leaving. Sam gave you a look asking you silently if it was okay to leave you here. You nodded after Dean, he needed to get wam too and they were both still as old as ice. He squeezed your shoulder before leaving you and a shirtless Misha alone in the trailer.

Your eyes trailed over his chest. Damn he was hot, those hips would be the death of you. You looked up as he pulled on his top. ‘It must be still sinking in for them' Misha was looking at you with furrowed eyebrows. You blushed looking down. 'They don't seem to care that they almost drown' You dropped the blanket and looked up at him again. 'Almost drown?' Your voice came out a whimper. Cas-no, Misha’s eyes widened. He dropped his jumper and rushed forwards. 'Baby, it’s okay. They got you out. You're okay' He took your hands in his. He had a wedding band on his finger. 'I'm so sorry you went through that' He raised his hand and you followed the glint of the band as it made its way towards your face.

A jolt of electricity went through you as this man laid his hand on your cheek. 'You’re safe now, I got you baby' You gulped. 'Misha Collins' You breathed as realisation dawned on you. You were married to this man. You were married to the man who looked like Castiel, who played Castiel in the show about the boys lives. You were married to him. It was the only logical explanation. 'You're worryin me, get dressed, you're still freezing. I need to get you checked out' He dropped his hands and reached into your drawer pulling out your clothes.

Misha sat on the small couch in the corner as you pulled off your boots and jeans. You tried to hide as much as possible. He may look like Cas, he may be your husband but that still didn't mean you were comfortable being naked around him. You pulled off you top and reached around to undo your bra.

You cursed silently unable to undo it because of your numb fingers. ‘I got you’ Two large warm hands covered your pulling them away from the clasp. Misha undid the bra and then picked your jumper from the drawer. He handed it to you. ‘Thanks Misha’ You smiled at him. He reached out and put his hand on the small of your back. ‘Baby you’re still freezing’ He sounded worried. You slipped off your bra and pulled on your jumper.

You smiled as the warm material engulfed you. You never wore anything like this back in your own universe. It was cosy. You tensed when Misha’s hands began to rub circles on your back. ‘You’re so tense, it’s okay. You’re safe’ He began to knead the knots out of your back. Damn those hands were good. You felt yourself loosening up. You sighed and leaned back onto his hands. ‘Come on, maybe some coffee will warm you up’ He took his hands from your skin and you frowned.

You shook your head trying to remind yourself this man wasn’t Castiel. You turned and wrapped your arms around yourself. ‘Here’ He pulled his blue pullover from his head. ‘Misha no, I’m fine’ You protested and grabbed his arms. ‘No, questions. No way I’m letting my wife get sick’ You stopped at the word wife, you were this guy’s wife. You never thought you’d hear anyone call you their wife.

When your were preoccupied Misha maneuvered you into the jumper. He reached around you. ‘Misha’ You grabbed his arm. ‘Eh, what happened?’ He grabbed the plastic bag taking out the two rings. ‘You guys jumped into the lake for a scene and never came out’ He grabbed your hand slipping the rings onto your finger. ‘You’re getting warmer’ He said with a smile his eyes on your finger. You could see the happiness in his eyes as he looked up at you.

He raised his hand and cupped your cheek. ‘Y/n’ He whispered and man you loved hearing your name falling from those lips, especially with the love that was put behind the word. He didn’t have the same grit in his voice as Castiel did but it still made you happy. ‘From now on, the stunt guys are doing that. I can’t lose you’ You seen his eyes behind to tear up and you felt your heart break.

You wrapped your arm around his shoulders pulling him down to you. He wrapped his arms around your waist. He buried his face in your neck pressing a quick kiss to the skin. ‘It’s okay, I’m fine’ You ran your hands over his black hair. ‘It should be me reassuring you’ You shook your head as he clung to you.

Misha had his arm around you when you walked into the tent. The boys were sitting at a table sipping on coffees. A medic was checking Sam over. Misha was wearing a spare jumper he had. It wasn’t as warm as the one you were wearing but he had insisted he was okay with what he was wearing. But you had seen him shiver a little as he walked out of the trailer. ‘I’ll see if I can get you a blanket, go get the medic to check you over’ You nodded as he leaned down and pressed his lips to your forehead.

Dean smirked and slid you a coffee as you sat down opposite him. ‘Looks like you two are hitting it off’ He smirked and you took a sip of your coffee. The medic sat down beside you and began to check you over. ‘We should’ You growled and held up your hand. Dean choked on his coffee when he seen your rings. ‘You two are married? You married Cas?’ Sam gaped at you. The medic looked up at him with a furrowed brow. ‘They’ve been married for over 6 years Jared, maybe I should check you over again’ Sam’s eyes widened.

You cleared your throat. ‘He does that all the time to mess with me. Ignore him’ You smiled down at the medic. He chuckled and nodded. ‘Sounds like him’ You nodded taking another sip of your coffee. ‘Well, you’re all lucky. You’re okay, all I’d say is rest’ The three of you thanked him and he nodded packing his bag. You leaned across the table to the two boys. ‘How the hell do we get out of here?’ You whispered. Dean smirked. ‘You sure you wana go, you seem to be having fun’ You glared at him. ‘Shut up, and stop making jokes’ Sam chuckled a little when Dean scoffed glaring back at you. ‘Last time we had to wait until they came and got us, there’s no magic over here’ Your mouth dropped open. ‘You’re telling me we’re stuck here’ You groaned and laid your head on the hand.

You jumped as you felt someone drape something over your shoulders. You jumped and your head shot up. ‘I got you all blankets’ Misha handed the two boys blankets of their own. ‘Thanks buddy, but-eh- we’re-’ Dean cut himself off when he seen the glare you were giving him. ‘Yeah, thanks’ Sam chuckled beside him and they pulled the blankets around you. ‘What did the medic say?’ Misha sat beside you and laid his hand on your. You furrowed your eyebrows as you realised it wasn’t as warm as before. ‘That we’re all okay, see you’re worrying for nothing’ You reassured him.

The way he worried about you and the boys reminded you of Castiel. Except Misha was a lot more open about that, well to be honest he was a lot more open about everything. You looked down at Misha’s hand. ‘I knew you’d get cold only wear that tiny thing’ You scolded him. You took your hand from his and reached up to the blanket. ‘Oh no you don’t’ You frowned at him. ‘You’re getting cold Misha’ You snapped. ‘You need it more’ He retorted. You grunted. ‘I have two jumpers on. I’ll be fine’ He shook his head. ‘Just take the blanket’ He gripped the blanket securing it around you. ‘Y/n’ He snapped. ‘Misha’ You snapped back.

Dean laughed across the table. ‘You two bicker like an old married couple’ He laughed at you two. You both looked away from each other and at him. ‘We are’ Misha laughed. ‘Okay, yeah I am a little cold’ He grabbed one edge of the blanket and scooted closer to you. Her wrapped it around his shoulder. You felt his arm wrap around you and you leaned into him. ‘We can go back to the apartments whenever you want’ He told you all as the boys stared at you. ‘You guys can stay in the spare room. I want to make sure you’re okay’ Misha told them as you drank the rest of your coffee.

Dean held up his hands shaking his head. ‘Nah man, me and Sa-Jared can stay in ours’ He stated. ‘We got a place right?’ Misha nodded. ‘Listen, Misha’ Sam leaned forwards. ‘We’re beat, we just wana hit the hay. Jensen can stay in mine’ Misha’s eyes narrowed as he thought. ‘They’ll be fine together’ You laid your hand on his knee and he looked at you. ‘The medic said for them to rest, they’d be comfier in their own’ You reasoned. Misha sighed and nodded. ‘Alright, are you ready to go?’ He laid his hand on yours and you nodded. The quicker you got back the quicker the boys could try and fix this. You would keep Misha occupied.

The car ride back was quiet. You were being drove by a large man called Cliff, he was the boy’s bodyguard seemingly. You had yawned and curled up into Misha’s side before falling asleep. Almost an hour and a half later you groaned at the feeling of being jostled. ‘Go back to sleep Baby’ You heard a deep voice. ‘We’re almost there’ You smiled cuddling back into the chest. You were being carried. ‘Cas’ You breathed out recognising the voice, although it wasn’t the same. You heard a chuckle. That wasn’t Cas’ laugh. Your eyes shot open and you looked up. You were being carried by Cas.

Then it all hit you. You were in the other world. This was Misha, your husband. His face was set as he held you. For a second he looked just like Castiel, just like your Angel. Only there was a sparkle of happiness in his eyes. ‘We’ll see you two tomorrow, you need anything just call’ That was when you realised you were stopping outside a door. ‘Eh-ca-Misha, you wouldn’t have a key’ Misha chuckled and bent letting you down. ‘You guys are forever forgetting your keys’ You stood and leaned against the wall. as the three boys walked down the hall.

Misha was a lot more carefree as he walked. He didn’t walk like he held the world on his shoulders, Cas did. He let the boys into an apartment not too far down the hall from you. ‘You could have went in’ He laughed as he came back to you. ‘No key’ You shrugged. The blanket was still around you and Misha wrapped his arms around you sweeping you up into a hug. You reached around patting his back. While you liked the affecting, you really did, It was weird getting affection off a man who looked so much like the man you had grown to really care about. ‘I don’t know how I could have come back here if something had of happened to you’ He pressed a kiss to your head. He pulled away a little making you look up at him.

His eyes were full of hurt. ‘I don’t know how I could have told them’ He breathed and you smiled. ‘But I’m fine’ He nodded and leaned down pressing his lips to yours again. You tensed a little. But then you realised this could be your only chance to kiss Cas, or even a man who even came close to Cas. And he was your husband after all. You relaxed leaning into the kiss pressing yourself into him. He smiled and pulled away. ‘I love you Y/n’ He breathed. You closed your eyes and a wide smile spread across your face. For a second you imagines it was cas saying it to you. ‘I love you too’ You breathed out feeling like you had to say it back.

He pulled away and opened the door. ‘We’re home’ He called walking into the apartment. You furrowed your eyebrows and cautiously walked in behind him. Who was he talking to. ‘Daddy’ A scream pierced your ears. You froze as a small blond boy, no older than 5 came running out of one of the bedrooms. Misha bent and swept him up into your arms. ‘Mom’ He reached out to you. ‘Momma’ Your head snapped back to the same doorway. Out came another child. A little girl, she had make up smeared all over her face, although you could tell a good chunk of it had been washed away.

She ran towards you. ‘No, Mommy’s sick do-’But before Misha could finish his sentence she had reached you. You dropped the blanket and wrapped her up in your arms. This little thing had called you Momma, you were her mother. You had kids. One of the things that was forbidden in your world, something you could never think of. You had it, you had a child. And she was beautiful. You buried your face in her neck and she giggled winding her arms around your neck.

God, she was so beautiful. ‘You’re home early’ You ignored the voice as the child wiggled in your arms. ‘There was an incident at work’ Misha said and you finally looked up. A woman in her thirties stood in the doorway. She put her hand to her chest. ‘Oh, I hope everything is okay’ You smiled at her. ‘Everything’s fine’ You began to make your way to Misha and reached out for the little boy who had called you Mom. ‘I’m glad, I was just about to make dinner, I can stay if you want’ The woman told you both. You took the boy from Misha’s arms and snuggled into him too. Dinner? What time was it? It was almost dark. ‘No, no but thank you’ You looked at her. ‘I can make it’ You told her and she nodded.

Making dinner was always something you had wanted to do. It had always been diner food or packaged meals for you. And even when you did make dinner it was something for the boys or a single meal for yourself. This was different, this time you’d be making it for your family. ‘Baby, you ju-’ You shushed Misha. ‘I’m fine, let me make dinner’ You gave him the best puppy eyes you could having learned the art from Sam. He sighed and nodded. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow then’ Misha nodded at the woman showing her to the door and helping her with her coat.

You walked into the kitchen and out the two kids on the counter. ‘Alright, what will we be having?’ You asked them. The little girl clapped her hands screaming potatoes. The boy just shook his head shouting pasta. You laughed as you watched your children. ‘You should be resting, I’ll cook’ You turned to see Misha walking in a stern look on his face. ‘You help’ You beamed at him. ‘And it’s pizza night’ He told you as if he was reminding you. You smiled and wrapped your arms around him.

You leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek, and then tensed. What were you doing, this wasn’t your family. This was other you’s family. You had been so caught up in the fact that you had kids, and they were absolutely beautiful, and had Cas’ eyes, and that you had a home with them, and a husband. And you were going to be making dinner for them that you had forgotten that this wasn’t really you. They weren’t really yours, he wasn’t really yours. And more importantly.

He wasn’t Cas.

But the smile he gave you made all the tension in your body disappear. ‘I’ll go get this little one-’ He let go of you and grabbed his daughter twirling her around. She let out a loud laugh as she spun. A smile spread onto your face. ‘-All cleaned up, and then I’ll be back. Don’t over do it’ Misha told you as he stopped spinning. He bent and pressed a kiss to your forehead and the little boy made a disgusted face when he seen. ‘What’s with the face, mister’ You teased watching Misha walk out and then you picked up your son. He only made the face again as you laughed. ‘Come on, you’re helping with dinner’ You planted him on the floor and ruffled his hair. You decided you liked being a Mom and it made your heart sink that in your world you never could be, and these kids would never exist.

You softly closed the door behind you with a sigh. You were worn out. Those kids were energetic. After dinner you had all played for an hour or two before you had turned on a cartoon for them. Misha had gone round to check on the boys leaving you alone with them for 10 minutes or so. He had come back worried about them because they weren’t there. You had ended up having to reassure him that they were probably just gone to the store or something.

You loved how much he cared for the boys, you really did. This man was amazing. Fake you was really lucky to be married to him. He was kind and open and best of all he made you laugh. And he was an amazing father. The kids loved him and you could tell he loved them, more than anything in this world. Eventually you had given them both a bath before putting them to bed.

You had read them a story and sang them a song before just sitting and watching them sleep. They had taken after their father definitely. They were beautiful, having a little mischievous glint in their eyes that you had seen in Misha’s. ‘They took a long time to get to sleep’ You turned looking behind you.

Misha was crouching by the fireplace the flames leaping in the in front of him. ‘They fell asleep over an hour ago’ You admitted and he laughed standing. He opened his arms to you. ‘This is the first night in over two weeks where we’re not working’ He smiled as you walked towards him. ‘I pulled out the wine’ He nodded towards the coffee table as you stepped into his arms. ‘We can watch that new movie we wanted to watch’ You wrapped your arms around him smiling and closing your eyes. ‘Sounds good’ You could get used to this. The normal life, no hunting, no magic. A family, kids and a husband. Yeah this was something you had longed for without even realising it. Something you couldn’t have back in your universe

You yawned as the credits rolled. You were curled up into Misha’s chest as he wrapped his arms around you. You snuggled further into the blanket he had gotten and laid over you two. ‘Tired?’ He pressed a kiss to your head. You nodded closing your eyes. ‘Time for bed so’ You shook your head. If you went to sleep you might wake up in your world. You wanted to savour this for just a while longer. You leaned back looking up at him. His eyes shone in the light of the fire as he looked down at you. A small smile on his full pink lips. God, he was so handsome. His hair fell down on his forehead, not in his usual Cas style but a Misha style. It was untidy and messy and begged for you to fix it, but it looked too good on him to fix.

He chuckled and slipped out from underneath you and stood holding out his hand. ‘The medic told you to rest, come on’ You groaned and stood. He had been looking after you all night, not that you didn’t like it. You actually did, you liked someone looking after you, someone there for you. He fussed over you, something you weren’t used to. Being a hunter meant you looked after yourself, you got back up and dusted yourself off when something happened. You didn’t make a big deal of it.

But here was this man making a fuss over you, making sure you were warm enough, you were always comfortable. More than one he had felt your forehead just to make sure you didn’t have a temperature. You squealed and wrapped your arms around his neck as he swept you up into his arm. He chuckled and began walking towards another room. He kicked it open and you gasped. ‘Shhh’ You hushed him. ‘The kids are asleep’ Yeah, you really did like this being a Mother, you had slipped into the role easier than you had imagined. Misha dropped you on the bed and leaned down over it. ‘I know’ He winked and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips.

Before you could react he pulled away and walked towards the drawers beside the door. He opened it before pulling out a t shirt and tossed it to you. ‘I’ll go check everything is okay and you get changed. You cocked your eyebrow sitting up. ‘If you wanted me naked you could have just asked. Misha rolled his eyes laughing as he walked out of the room.

You curled up under the blankets. Damn they were comfy. You looked up as Misha walked back in. He closed the door behind him causing the room to darken. You heard him walking towards the bed and you could hear him shedding the layers f clothing he was wearing. You felt the bed shake and him curse. You laughed a little and he grumbled but you could hear the laughter behind it. You sat up and held out your hand. ‘Here, you’d think you’d know where the bed was’ You felt him take your hand and you guided him onto the bed.

He slipped under the covers and yanked you closer to him. You felt his skin against you. Your eyes widened realising he was wearing nothing but boxers. Your legs tangled together. You blushed, you were only wearing one of his large shirts. You gently ran your fingers over his torso as you laid your head on his shoulder. He tangled his fingers in your hair before tilting your head up. ‘I love you’ He breathed and pressed his lips to yours. You melted into the kiss sighing as your lips moved against his. You knew you shouldn’t be doing this, this wasn’t your life, he wasn’t your husband. But you could enjoy this, you could enjoy this perfect little life you had, for as long as you had it.

You turned over away from the heat source groaning. You smiled, never had you had a motel room so comfortable, and these sheets were so soft. You tensed panicking when you heard a groan behind you and you felt an arm fall over your waist and tugged you back into a chest. You looked over your shoulder. Cas?

No, no it was Misha. You turned in his arms. There was a dull grey light coming from the window meaning it was early morning. You reached your hand up running your fingers along his cheekbones. His skin was so soft. Your fingers ran along that jawline you had admired since you had seen Cas, the prickle of is growing stubble made you smile. You jumped a little as you heard a small bang outside.

Your head snapped towards the door. You gently lifted Misha’s arm from around you. You slid out of the bed. You quietly padded towards the door opening it as quietly as you could. You peaked around the corner of the room. Your eyes landed on a dark figure standing at the end of the hallway. They reached out putting their hand on the kids room door.

You jumped out and rushed forwards. Before they could move you grabbed the back of their shirt and slammed them into the wall. You pushed your arm into the back of their neck. ‘The hell’ You heard a grunt. ‘Dean’ You hissed and stood back. ‘Who else would it be?’ He turned glaring at you. You rolled your eyes. ‘What the hell are you doing here?’ You whispered as you walked back to the room and closed the door. Misha was sleeping still.

Dean opened his mouth to speak but you shushed him and pointed him in the direction of the kitchen. ‘What’s going on?’ You whispered walking over to the sink to get a glass of water. Dean didn’t respond for a moment. ‘We got a call, me and Sam, last night’ You nodded and turned. You froze, you hadn’t heard anyone else knocking around.

You gulped as you seen his eyes met yours after he took in your attire. ‘Cas?’ You breathed. It looked like him. That suit you loved and covered in the trench coat/ You had never noticed how rigid his posture was before, you guessed you were just used to it but you noticed now. You noticed how his shoulders were back his back straight and his face stoic. He nodded. ‘Yes Y/n’ The gravelly voice sent shivers through you.

You beamed as you put down your glass and rushed forwards. You threw your arms around his shoulders. Dean cleared his throat but you didn’t care. ‘Eh- Y/n’ Dean chuckled. You knew your shirt was riding up but you just wanted your arms around Cas. Cas hesitantly and loosely wrapped his arms around you. You felt your heart fall a little.

You sighed and pulled away from him stepping away looking down at your fingers. ‘Cas can get us back’ Sam rushed to cover up the awkward situation. You looked up at him. ‘What about everyone here? Will they remember? Or will it go back to yesterday?’ Cas cleared his throat. ‘It will be as if you were never here’ You nodded a little sadly. ‘Oh’ Was all you could say.

Sam reached out and put his hand on your shoulder. ‘Y/n?’ You looked up at him. ‘Wha- what if I don’t want to? Go back I mean?’ Sam furrowed his eyebrows. ‘I mean- what do I have to go back to?’ You pulled away from. ‘An empty apartment I’m never in, smelly motels that I stay a few days so I can kill a monster. I don’t even talk to people I know for months on end, before this case I hadn’t seen ye in almost 5 months’ You threw your hands up in the air. ‘I have everything here, a family, a nice house. I have everything I can’t have back there. Everything I wanted’ You felt the tears pool in your eyes.

Sam looked surprised. You didn’t dare look at Cas. ‘Y/n’ You froze as you heard your name coming in a soft call. Your eyes widened. ‘Hide’ You pushed Cas behind one of the worktops and into the corners. You were wiping the last tear away as Misha came into the room. ‘Hey’ You smiled softly at him. He looked at the boys. ‘What are you all doing up so early?’ You shrugged. ‘Came up for some water heard them knocking’ You explained walking over to him. ‘Why don’t you go back to bed?’ You suggested as you took his hand. ‘Baby’ His hand came up cradling your cheek. ‘Are you crying?’ His eyes widened.

You gulped and shook your head. ‘Yes you have been’ He accused. ‘What happened?’ He bent to your level. ‘Are you okay?’ You reached up and took his lips between your fingers closing them. He raised his eyebrow and you giggled. ‘I stubbed my toe I’m fine Honey’ You felt his lips pull at your fingers and you knew he was smiling. You let go of his lips and they stretched onto his face, his teeth showing. ‘The boys are leaving soon’ You told him. He nodded. ‘Is your toe okay?’ you nodded. ‘Go back to bed Honey’ He chuckled and looked at Sam and Dean

He quirked an eyebrow. ‘What would I do without her huh? Always putting me in my place’ He chuckled. ‘Alright, love you’ Misha leaned down and pressed his lips to yours again. You pulled away and buried your face in his chest. He wrapped his arm around your waist and the other held you against him. Your arms wrapped around his waist and you sighed closing your eyes. ‘Momma’ You both pulled away.

Your daughter stood in the doorway rubbing her eyes. You pulled away from Misha. ‘Yes Baby?’ You bent and picked her up putting her up into your arms and putting her on your hip. ‘M’thirsty’ Misha nodded and began to walk into the kitchen. ‘I got it’ Dean rushed. Sam put his hand on Misha’s shoulder stopping him. If Misha went any further into the kitchen he was likely to see Cas standing in the corner.

Dean handed the little girl a cup of water. ‘Thank Jenjen’ You smiled down at the little girl as she gave Dean a lazy smile. Misha chuckled. ‘I’ll put her back to bed, then I’ll wait for you in ours’ Misha took the little girl from your arms. He leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to your lips. ‘You guys should take the day off’ Misha told the boys. ‘Me and Y/n are going to bring the kids to the park if you want to join us’ Sam smiled and nodded. ‘Sure, sure we’d love to’ Misha smiled. ‘Alright, night guys’  They both said goodnight to him and Misha kissed your head before leaving the room.

Your eyes stayed on the spot that the two people had disappeared. ‘This isn’t you life Y/n’ Sam said when Misha was out of earshot. ‘This is someone else’s’ You sighed nodding. You knew that, you just didn’t want to face it. ‘I know, I know’ Your eyes landed on Cas as he watched you with furrowed eyebrows. ‘I’ll go get dressed’ You sighed willing yourself not to cry.

You knew you only knew them for a day, not even a day, only a few hours but everything inside you told you they were where you were meant be. ‘I just want to say goodbye to them’ You turned and rushed out of the room and down the hall.

Misha sat up when you came into the room. ‘The boys gone?’ He asked. You began pulling open drawers. ‘No’ You cleared your throat. ‘De-Jensen is having some trouble with something and I’m going to go give him a hand, I should be back soon, go to sleep’ You finally found the drawer that had your jeans in them. You pulled one out and began to pull them on. ‘Woah, woah Baby’ Warm hands grabbed yours and he stopped you from moving. ‘You’re worrying me’ Misha looked you in the eyes and you looked away looking towards the window. ‘Is this to do with why you’re crying? You didn’t stub your toe did you?’ He fussed.

You leaned up and pressed your lips to his quieting him. Your lips moved against his trying to pour your emotions into a kiss. After all this would be the last time you would get to do anything like this. ‘I just have to go sort this tiny little thing out, your wife will be back soon Misha’ You untangled your hands from his and left him standing in the middle of the room.

You stopped by the kids room as you went out. Your daughter was asleep again. You sighed and walked over pressing a kiss to their forehead. You smoothed her hair off her face. ‘It was wonderful to get to know you both’ You pursed your lips. You stopped in the doorway looking at their sleeping forms again. ‘They are beautiful’ A deep voice whispered behind you. You jumped and looked to see Castiel stop beside you

You gulped and nodded. ‘Is it them or the man who makes you want to stay?’ He asked keeping his eyes on the children. ‘Both’ You answered. ‘I want to stay for them both, but that is selfish’ You felt a hand in yours, intertwining their fingers with yours.

Castiel was holding your hand. ‘I would not allow you to stay, for my own selfish reasons. I do not believe I would be happy with your absence in our Universe’ You looked up at him. ‘These children, they are a result of the man who looks like me and he woman who looks like you’ He changed the subject before you even had a chance to say anything. ‘Yes’ You breathed looking back at them. ‘Then they are not your children’ You scoffed.

You pulled your hand from his crossing your arms. ‘I know that Castiel and I know he is not my husband. They are something I will never have. Those kids are something I will never have’ You snapped and closed the door. ‘Y/n, I did not mean to hurt your feelings’ You shot him one last glare before striding back to the kitchen. ‘Lets go’ You walked by them and out of the apartment leaving behind the life you never knew you wanted.

The car ride back to the clearing was silent. Cas had satten in the back with you and had attempted to talk to you once but you had seen Dean shaking his head in the rear view mirror and after that Dean had dropped it. You all stood by the edge of the dark lake now. You had your arms wrapped around you. ‘Are you cold Y/n?’ Cas asked and you shook your head. You knew you shouldn’t be angry at him, he was merely stating the obvious but it still wasn’t what you wanted to hear. In your mind those kids would always be part yours. They would be what came if you and Cas ever had a family.

The water began to glow from below the surface. ‘It is open’ Cas told you. Dean jumped straight in immediately and Sam followed. You looked back over your shoulder taking in the few things scattered about the clearing. Well, it was good to experience what life could have been if your family hadn’t of been murdered by those vampires, if you hadn’t of become a hunter. You sighed and turned.

You were met by Castiel watching you with a tilted head. He held his arm out offering you his hand. ‘Please come back with us, please do not stay’ You shivered his voice affecting you just as much as it always had.

Looking at Cas you realised that maybe your life wasn’t exactly that bad. Sam and Dean were amazing, and Cas was something else. He was a real angel. Your own little slice of Heaven. You would go wherever he would. ‘Please, it would hurt me if you did not’ He whispered. You let a small smile cross your face. You reached out and took his hand. ‘There was never any real doubt of me not following you Cas’ You breathed and he smiled. He smiled so wide you could see his teeth. It wasn’t a small smile but a full blown one.

He tightened his grip on your hand. ‘I did not like thinking about you with him, he loved you I could see that but I couldn’t allow you to be with him’ He turned away from you and tugged you towards the water before you could say anything. Again telling you something and now letting you ask him to elaborate on his words. ‘We must go, or it will be closed’ You nodded and jumped into the water pulling him with you. 

You coughed and Dean pulled you from the water. ‘Rough ride?’ He chuckled. You felt another hand on the small of you back and you instantly dried. ‘I will get you back to the motel’ Cas came to stand by you. He nodded at the two angels that stood behind Sam and Dean. He reached out to the two brothers and you all were shifted. 

You were back in the shabby little motel you and the boys were staying at. ‘I should get some sleep’ You muttered turning away from them. You needed to sleep this off.

No sooner had you closed the door were you met by Castiel standing at the foot of your bed. ‘You could still have that life’ You held your hand to your chest trying to calm your heart. ‘I’m a hunter Cas, I can’t. And no I’m not giving up being a hunter, not when I know what’s out there. Your eyes ran over the angel standing at the bottom of the bed. He was nothing like the man who played him. But it was no contest, if you had to choose, you would choose Cas. Everytime.

Cas nodded. ‘what did you mean when you said you couldn’t let me be with him Cas?’ He looked down at the ground uncharacteristically shy. ‘I always allowed you to be with other men, men you found in bars or on a case because I knew you would leave them eventually. That you did not care for them’ He paused and looked up at you. ‘But him, you would not have left him, or those children’ You shrugged. ‘I wouldn’t have if it hadn’t been for you’ You shrugged and walked over to your suitcase.

You couldn’t keep eye contact, he was so intense. The way he looked at you set your body on fire. And right in that moment you realised that no one could make you react like Castiel did. There was no one who could make you feel like he did. ‘Y/n’ You jumped as he laid his hand on your shoulder. ‘Do you love me?’ Your eyes widened and your mouth opened and closed. You turned to look at him. He had that cute interested face, his head slightly tilted to the side, his eyes squinted and lips parted. ‘Dean told me you love me, I believed it was only as a friend. But right now I am not getting that kind of longing from you, it is something more’ You didn’t think it was possible but your eyes widened more.

Your lips quivered. Then you took a shot. You grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to you. His lips met yours as you pressed them to his in a chaste kiss. You other hand grabbed the lapels of his coat. 

For a second Cas froze but you were surprised when he wrapped his arm around your waist. The other tangled in your hair grabbing a fist full of the back of it. His lips began to move against yours as he pushed you back into the wall. You gasped at the impact. His tongue traced against your parted lips and then the pulled away.

You panted when he pulled away. ‘I did not believe Dean was telling the truth’ You let out a breathy laugh. ‘Misha wasn’t you Cas. He wasn’t you, and for a long time I’ve only wanted you’ You felt Cas press his lips to your head. ‘I am yours Y/n, I am yours’ You smiled and had to hide your face in his shoulder when you yawned. ‘You should sleep, travelling to parallel universes will drain you’ You nodded and pulled away from him.

You pulled off the jeans and climbed into the bed. ‘Y/n’ You looked back over at Castiel. ‘I enjoyed kissing you and would like to do it again some time’ You smiled. ‘You can kiss me whenever you want Cas’ With that he strode across the room and took your face in his hands pressing his lips to yours again.

You smiled into the kiss. You may have lost a family and a simple life but you had Cas. And you knew you would always choose Cas, no matter what the other choice was. Nothing would ever make you think otherwise.

Not even Misha Collins, he was perfect but he just wasn’t Your Cas.

Woah....Okay I kind of noticed this was EXTREMELY long and I’m sorry about that... I think I may have gotten a little carried away.

I do apologise.

Masterlist

’Behind The Scenes - Misha Collins

Misha x Reader

Summary : You meet Misha at Con(Single!Misha).

You straightened out the leather jacket you were wearing as you stood by the stage. Chris waved to the audience as they screamed. You giggled as he began to fist pump as he sat. ‘Now cover your ears, here’s the Banshee’ You felt Chris Hemsworth slap your back and you walked out onto the stage. You waved to them as they cheered. You gave a small dance and Chris took your hand and gave you a twirl as you both laughed causing the crowd to scream louder as you both sat.

You smiled as Scarlett answered the question. ‘Y/n, she likes to call me Letty’ You shrugged blowing her a kiss. ‘My little Letty sounds cute though’ You said into the mic. She giggled. ‘But it’s weird when you hear over the intercom ‘Where’s my little Letty gone? I’ll come find you pretty, don’t you run off on me’ when we’re working’ The rest of the cast laughed and you waved her off. ‘That’ You told the audience. ‘Does NOT happen that often’ And they all started to laugh louder. You turned to see Robert nodding mouthing that it does.

Scarlett leaned into the mic. ‘So yeah, we have a lot of nicknames for one another. ‘Y/n especially’ You smiled. ‘Guilty, I like nicknames’ You told them. Robert leaned back in his seat whistling at you. You leaned back and leaned closer to him behind Chris E’s back. ‘Just warning you, I’m letting the cat out of the bag’ He chuckled and sat back up straight. You furrowed your eyebrows shaking your head in confusion at him

He turned looking down the table. ‘You want to know a really cute nickname though guys?’ Robert said into the mick and the audience answered. He chuckled. ‘Our good old Captain here-’ He patted Chris’ shoulder smirking at you two. ‘-has a lovely nickname for our Y/n’ You rolled your eyes at Robert. ‘He calls her Babe, all the time’ The audience started to scream. You and Chris looked at each other. ‘Thanks for adding fuel to the fire Rob’ Chris groaned.

For years the fans had been shipping you and Chris. It wasn’t that it annoyed you, actually both you and Chris played on it a lot actually. It amused you both. It was true the two of you were close, he was your best friend.

You leaned forwards into the table as the next fan stepped up. ‘Hey guys, I’m so happy to be here’ You smile. ‘So are we’ Hemsworth said and the girl giggled. ‘My question is for Y/n’ You smiled and stuck your tongue out at the others and the audience laughed a little. ‘Good choice’ You winked as you told her and they laughed more. ‘Eh-it’s said that you might be making an appearance on Supernatural’ You leaned back a little giving a small laugh. ‘Eh, well who know?’ You smirked and heard the crowd groan. ‘You all know I like to pop up in random movies and Tv shows. But I havn’t done Supernatural yet’ You shrugged. ‘But I’d love to, maybe I’d be a Monster and Dean will have to kill me’ You sighed happily. ‘I mean if Dean Winchester was the last thing I seen before I got my head lobbed off, I’d die pretty happy’ You laughed into the mic and heard the audience do the same

You waited until the laughter died down. You took a drink of your water. ‘Plus it looks like a lot of fun and the guys are amazing so yeah, if anyone’s here from the Supernatural crew, write me in’ You gave the audience a double thumbs up with a large smile. ‘Have you met any of them?’ She asked and you nodded. ‘Jensen and Mark, but none of the others’ You told her. ‘Who would be your favourite to meet?’ She asked again. You laughed. ‘You guys can keep a secret right?’ There was a chorus of yeses and you smirked. ‘Definitely Misha Collins, I mean, who wouldn’t? Have you seen that man? Those eyes are the most beautiful I’ve ever seen’ Chris gasped beside you.

He put his hand on his heart. ‘You’ve hurt me’ He said into the mic. You giggled and leaned up pressing a kiss to his cheek and the crowd screamed. ‘I love ye Chris but-’ You let it hang for a second. ‘-oh come on, you’ve seen him. I’ve made you watch two seasons last week’  Chris laughed. ‘That’s true, she forced me to sit down and watch an entire two seasons, in a week. Last time I spend a week in your house’ You giggled at Chris’ appalled face and the crowd went wild. You raised your eyebrows at him. ‘But yeah, he is a beautiful man’ Chris sighed into the mic. You threw up your arms and did a little happy dance.

He chuckled shaking his head. ‘And-’ You leaned ‘-not to mention what an amazing actor he is. I mean the versatility of his acting is ridiculous. Plus not just that but he’s actually a pretty amazing person as well. I haven’t heard a bad word from anyone who knows him. I mean he's very generous and kind and his GISHWHES is an amazing Idea. We’re actually taking part in it this year’ You waved your hand to the rest of the team.

You smiled at them. ‘And he’s very funny, I mean. He’s hilarious, have you seen his interviews, cos I have’ You giggled shrugging. ‘Aaand someone stop me before I embarrass myself’ You let your head fall against the table as the cast laughed. ‘I think you’re well past the darling’ Big Chris laughed on the other side you you patting you back as the audience laughed.

You groaned and sat back up. ‘So yeah probably Misha’ You felt the blush on your cheeks. ‘Awhh’ Evan’s poked your cheek. ‘Someone’s blushing’ The audiences awh when Robert started awhing too encouraging them. ‘Hope I’m not in for some competition’ He chuckled and you slapped his arm. ‘Never’ You smirked and he laughed. He leaned down pressing a kiss to your head.

You smiled at him as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. ‘Misha wins every time’ You said into the mic. He glared down at you and pushed you away when you laughed.’ Awh I’m sorry Cap’ Chris shook his head and stood up. ‘No, no’ He started to walk away.

You all laughed at him. You leaned forwards. ‘C’mon Chris, I love you. You’re my Cap’ But he just walked backstage. ‘Chris’ You sang into the microphone as the audience laughed at his little show. ‘I’ll make you cake’ You smirked. ‘Keep talking’ His voice came through the speakers and you smiled. You winked at the audience. ‘With extra cream, and lots of chocolate. I’ll even put strawberries on it’ You giggled. ‘Alright’ Robert hit your shoulder and gave you the motion to stay going. ‘Of course, you’ll have to share with Misha’ You heard his groan coming from the speakers and you laughed. ‘You were doing so well’ He grumbled. ‘Now I’m never coming back out’ You sighed throwing your arms up into the air.

Leaning back into the mic you sighed. ‘I didn’t want to do this’ You groaned. ‘Say it’ He chuckled. You sighed leaning your head on your hand. ‘Chris Evan, I love you with all my heart. You’re my one and only Cap and your hair is the softest hair I’ve ever had the pleasure to touch. You are the finest human being on this entire planet, and in all the universe’ When you were finished he walked back onto the stage. ‘That’s more like it babe’ He held out his arms as the audience cheered.

He smiled and wrapped his arms around your shoulders. ‘Now was that so hard?’ He asked and you rolled your eyes. ‘Hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life’ You groaned. He took the mic away from his lips and hid it behind his back. ‘Not exactly what you were saying last night now was it?’ He smirked before going back and sitting in his seat. Big Chris leaned forwards. ‘You guys will never guess what he just said to her’ He laughed as you jumped over trying to cover his mouth. 

But he was massive and easily trapped you against his side. ‘I won’t tell you guys, it’s not something I should be saying in public’ He chuckled. You let out a squeal as Evan’s pulled you back to him. ‘Oi, didn’t you hear what she said. She loves me’ He sent the taller man a fake glare. You groaned pulling away from him. ‘I’m going to sit with Scarlett’ You groaned standing up but they pulled you back down smothering you in a Chris Sandwich. 

You fanned yourself pretending to swoon and Scarlett came running over. ‘Hold on, I want to get in on this’ She wiggled in by you and planted herself on your lap and the boys wrapped their arms around her too.

After your panel had ended you had about an hour before you were to go on the floor and sign things for the fans. You laughed at something Paul Rudd had said when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You looked up and froze. Your eyes widened and your mouth dropped open. ‘Hi’ The man in front of you smiled down at you. ‘That’s where you say hello back’ Paul whispered loud enough for him to hear and he laughed a little. You cleared your throat and gave him a glare. ‘I’m going to go find Rob’ He nodded at the tall man in front of you who waved. He wore a denim jeans and a normal navy shirt. And man, did he look good.

Your hand shot out as you smiled at him. ‘I’m Y/n’ You voice shook a little and you had to clear your throat again. But he just smiled down at you sweetly. ‘Oh I know’ He took your hand. You almost giggled as his large hand engulfed yours. ‘I’m Misha Collins’ You let out a soft laugh. ‘Never heard of you’  You teased finally getting your head back in order.

Misha laughed his nose scrunching up. ‘Really?’ He dropped your hand and you instantly missed the heat of his hand on yours. ‘Because a fan may or may not have tweeted me this’ He held out his phone. You leaned forwards and instantly felt your face heat up. ‘Oh God’ You groaned. ‘No, not anymore, although I was for a few episodes’ You giggled at his comment. There was already a video of you on youtube from the panel. And with the perfect caption.

‘Y/n Y/l/n fan girls over Misha Collins in Avengers Panel’

You shrugged. ‘And they said they could keep a secret’ You laughed and he laughed along with you. ‘They lie, all the time’ You shrugged. Misha smiled as he put away his phone ‘Oh. I know’ You smiled up at him. Damn, those eyes were bluer in person and you found yourself just staring at them. ‘I watched it. I came over to say thank you. Especially for taking part in GISHWHES’ You shrugged. ‘It looks like a lot of fun and it’s a really good idea, anything I can do to help’ Misha smiled down at you. ‘Well, thank you’ You sighed nodding. ‘I’ve also heard that you might be doing an episode or two with us’ You nodded happily.

He smiled wider. ‘Yeah, yeah. Nothing’s confirmed yet but I really want to. I love the show so I really want to’ You sighed. ‘But, you know. Busy schedule’ Misha nodded understandingly. ‘I hope you can. I’d love to work with you, and the boys would too’ He nodded to the boys who were sitting across the back room where we came for a little down time between things.

Jared and Jensen waved at you, Jensen sending you a wink and a thumbs up. You waved back at them. ‘Well, I’d be honoured to work with you. Maybe we will get to’ You smiled. He nodded and it went quiet for a second. ‘I was actually hoping I would run into you, if I was honest’ You admitted and Misha laughed. ‘Minis the embarrassing fan-girling before it’ You shrugged and then looked up at him with a smiled. ‘But then again, who could blame me?’ Misha let out a loud laugh.

Misha threw his arm over your shoulders and turning to the boys. ‘Boys’ He called and they looked up as you giggled. ‘I think I’ve found my new wife’ Jared wolf whistled and Jensen clapped. ‘Bagged a Beauty’ Jensen called and laughed and you blushed rolling your eyes. ‘The fan’s have asked me to ask’ Misha nodded towards Chris. ‘You two going out?’ You hesitantly wrapped your arm around Misha’s waist and he looked down at you. ‘The fans huh? Sure it isn’t the fact you intend on marrying me?’ You teased and he winked at you. ‘No, we are not seeing each other’ You told him and he nodded.

You smiled up at him. ‘You know’ You beamed pulling your phone out of your back pocket. ‘I should let the fans know, I’ve met you, and it was all them’ Misha chuckled and pulled his own phone out. You held up your phone and he smiled. You made a happy gushy face and snapped a photo. ‘This is going on my wall when I get home’ You giggled slipping your phone back into your pocket. ‘Over the mantle piece I hope’ He joked and he dropped his arm from around your shoulder as he fiddled with his phone for a second. ‘Right in the closet, beside my posters of Dean and Cas’ He looked up from his phone. ‘Destiel shipper?’ You shrugged. ‘Anything with you in it shipper’ You winked. Oh god, where the hell had this confidence come from? You weren’t normally that much of a flirt.

Misha laughed. ‘What about us? You a shipper of that?’ He winked and wrapped his arm around your shoulder again before looking back at the phone. He turned on this video. ‘Well hello there, look who I bumped into behind the scenes of Comic Con’ He turned the phone to you. ‘Hello there Misha fans’ You waved at the camera. ‘Meet your fellow Misha fan who’s dream came true’ Misha laughed and stretched his arm out getting you both in the shot.

You smiled. ‘We have an announcement’ He beamed and looked down at you. You gave him a quick glance and then giggled. ‘Yes, he is as beautiful in person’ You turned back telling the camera. You watched Misha’s nose scrunch up and he laughed. ‘And’ You leaned closer. ‘His eyes are even bluer than they look on screen’ Your eyes ran over the comments. ‘Yeah, Mel. I can’t believe I met him either’ Misha scoffed. ‘Oh please, you’re like an A lister, and then there’s me’ You nodded. ‘Yeah, an Angel of the Lord. I know, I’m lucky. Don’t rub it in Misha’ He looked down at you with a wide smile. You giggled looking up at him. 

He just shook his head and looked back at the camera. ‘You guys are my new OTP, sorry Chris’ He read out a comment. ‘Well, I have discovered her and Chris are not seeing each other. Go me’ He winked at the camera and you rolled your eyes. ‘Well thanks guys, but I’m happily single and will be staying that way until I’m thirty’ Misha looked down at you. ‘You’re putting off a relationship for two years?’ You looked up at him. ‘You know how old I am?’ He nodded. ‘Yeah, my daughter loves you. She’s dressing up as Banshee for halloween’ Your face lit up

He nodded. ‘Really? Awh, I’m honoured. She’ll make an amazing Banshee’ Misha chuckled. ‘She’s already practicing’ You laughed leaning into him and heard him begin to laugh along with you. ‘You should send me a video. I need inspiration for my next movie’ Misha smirked. ‘You’ll have to give me your number then’ You felt your cheeks heat up a little and looked at the screen again.

Your eyes fell on the comments. ‘Thanks you guys. I know I’m adorable’ You beamed at them. ‘I think they were talking about me’ Misha chuckled and you pretended to look offended. ‘You’re way too tall to be adorable Collins’ He scoffed. ‘Not what my fans think’ You raised your eyebrows. ‘I am a fan if you remember’ Misha smirked. ‘I have video proof you think I am, which people are sending me’ He pointed out to the links in the comments.

You groaned. ‘To whoever asked me that question at the panel. I don’t know whether to thank you or-’ You smirked. ‘-hunt you down and annihilate you’ You put on the accent you used for your character. And immediately the comments started to blow up. ‘You can do that accent that easily?’ Misha asked and you nodded. ‘Been doing it long enough, any other accent. Nop’  He raised his eyebrows at the camera pulling the corners of his mouth down. 

You giggled at his face. You gasped. ‘Jennifer, I am not making heart eyes at Misha’ Misha let out a loud laugh his lips pulling back to reveal his teeth. He tightened his hold on you as his body shook with laughter. ‘It’s more of a ‘oh my god, you’re actually a real person’ look Jennifer’ You giggled winking at the camera and Misha kept laughing. 

You pointed to the phone. ‘HA’ You exclaimed and Misha looked back at the phone. ‘Jen thinks I’m making heart eyes at you too?’ He furrowed his eyebrows and pouted his lips. You smiled and looked up at him. ‘Or is it a ‘Oh my god, she’s actually real’ face?’ You giggled. He shook his head. ‘Nop, heart eyes’ He chuckled.

You felt yourself blush. ‘I think I’m keeping you, this is the first time Jared and Jensen haven’t interrupted me during a livestream’ You smirked and flicked your hair off your shoulder and Misha’s arm. ‘That’s because I’m amazing’ You smirked up at him. ‘And modest’ Misha added and you nodded seriously.

You seen the smile on Misha’s face and that made you laugh. You laughing set him off. ‘Well-’ Misha told the camera when he had stopped laughing. ‘-I just wanted to let you guys see who I’ve been mingling with here in San Diego’ Misha smiled and you waved again smiling at the camera. ‘Hence why it’s only me in this video. No one else will talk to him’ You giggled and Misha shrugged. ‘I don’t need anyone else’ You seen the comments flood with ‘awh’s and you leaned into him. ‘I feel bad for saying that now. Misha, you’re amazing and we all love you’ Misha beamed down at you and you smiled up at him. ‘Alright, I guess we should go’ Misha looked back at the camera.

You let your eyes roam over his face and you seen Misha smile. ‘You know I can see you’ You cleared your throat and felt the blush rise up your neck and you looked down at your feet. ‘Woops’ You giggled. ‘Well bye guys’ You looked up and waved at the phone. ‘Bye guys’ You smiled as Misha turned off the livestream. 

You beamed. ‘Being in Misha’s livestream, I will have to check that off my bucket list’ Misha laughed at you. You groaned when you seen Scarlett waving at you. ‘Damn it. I have to go’ You sighed and Misha looked up at the blonde ‘Oh’ He furrowed his eyebrows and you wiggled out from under his arm. ‘It was good meeting you though’ You said with a smile. ‘Hey Y/n?’ You hummed. ‘Do you have going for a beer with me on that bucket list?’ You raised an eyebrow.

He shrugged. ‘You could knock that off it too, tonight?’ Your eyes widened and you gulped ‘Well, the cast is going to a bar after this, I thought you could join us’ He rushed with a almost shy smile. ‘I’d like to get to know you better’ You blinked trying to clear your head. ‘Well-eh-we-’ You indicated toyour own cast behind you. ‘-were kind of thinking of going out for a drink too. So maybe we should meet up’ You smiled kicking at the ground. ‘I definitely won’t pass up a drink with Misha Collins’ Misha nodded.

You let your smile grow. ‘That is if you can think you can handle us. We’re kind of crazy at times, especially when alcohols involved’ You giggled and Misha smiled. You watched as his eyes crinkled. ‘I think we’ll get along just perfectly’ He nodded. ‘Good. I’ll see you later’ He stepped forwards.

He wrapped his arms around you and you leaned into him wrapping your arms around him too. Damn, he was so tall. ‘I’ll see you tonight. Looking forward to it’ You smiled pulling away.

You gave him one last wave before you turned and ran towards the cast. When you got there Robert clapped you on the back. ‘Chris you better watch your back buddy. Superfan just met her hero’ You punched his arm and Chris stepped in front of you. He bent and grabbed your waist. You squealed as he picked you up throwing you over his shoulder. ‘Chris’ You complained as you propped yourself up on his back. ‘Too bad, she’s mine’ He laughed as he turned walking out of the room with you on his shoulder. Paul reached out and booped you on the nose.

You giggled and glanced back into the room catching one last glimpse of Misha who had made his way back to his friends and was watching you over his shoulder laughing.

You waved at him and he waved back.

You had just met Misha Collins, and you were meeting up with him that night again.

Well that was definitely the best thing that had happened to you at Con.

I’ve been sitting on this one for a looong time and had hadn’t wrote it

But I figured, you know, it was Misha’s Birthday. Why not?

@lilacs-lavender

At Last - Misha Collins Imagine

Misha(single) x reader

Summary: Request by Anon: I was wondering if you could do a story for Misha or Cas (which ever you'd feel more comfortable with) inspired by the song Dancing in Circles by Lady Gaga?

Warning: SMUT SMUT SMUT

You watched Misha as he laughed on stage with the fans. Yours and Ruth’s panel had been earlier today. Jensen and Jared was later. You had been another hunter on the show years ago, and everyone had reacted so well to your character the writers had brought you back as a regular. Originally, they had thought of you as a love interest for Dean, but that had all gone out the window a few episodes in.

Now, the writers had cast you with Castiel. The fans had noticed some chemistry and had started saying that there was more between your character and Castiel than there was between you and Dean. Which wasn’t exactly hard seeing as you were head over heels for Misha Collins. 

Even on the first day on set, when you had met him you felt like a teenage girl with a crush. He was one of the kindest and sweetest people you could ever meet. He always cracked jokes so you wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. He had walked right up to you, with those bright blue eyes, dazzling smile and dishevelled hair like he was one of your best friends. 

And from that moment you just knew, you knew you were hooked on the man that was Misha Collins.

Your eyes ran over Misha as you remembered the night before. You couldn’t get it out of your head. The dream had been so realistic, then you had gotten up to walk it off and bumped into him in the hallway. After that you just couldn’t stand it.

Your hand ran over the skin of your stomach, it was only a light touch making you shiver. They were too soft, too soft to be his but they had to do. You could imagine they were his. You could pretend you felt his lips on your neck, his warm breath causing goosebumps along your shin, his moans you could hear. It wasn’t your own as your fingers as they slipped into your pyjama bottom’s. It wasn’t yours slipping under your light shirt, the pads of your fingers swiping across you nipple drawing his name from your lips. It was him, it was Misha.

You jumped as someone clapped you on the back. ‘Well if it isn’t our favourite little hunter’ You looked up over your shoulder to see Jensen smiling down at you. You smiled turning to the two men. ‘Lucky, you guys didn’t have an early panel with how late your plane got in last night’ You smiled at them. Jensen furrowed his eyebrows and they both shared a look. ‘Alright’ Jared chuckled. ‘We’re playing that’ You cocked your head to the side raising an eyebrow. ‘We’re surprised Misha’s here so early, surprised you are too’ Okay that got you.

Why would they be surprised? They knew you were here early. Misha you understood he came in on flight earlier than theirs, but then again that was still fairly late so you could understand that. Jensen began to laugh and Jared just rolled his eyes at you. You put your hands on your hips and cocked one.

Again, they shared a look. ‘Okay, what are those looks about?’ Jared held up his hands shaking his head with a laugh. ‘Come on’ He smirked at you. ‘Listen you don’t want to tell us, alright’ Jensen reached out and paid his hand on your shoulder. ‘But we heard ye, our plane came in at the same time Misha’s did’ He chuckled. ‘We heard everything, you’re quite loud’ Your eyes widened. Oh, god NO you remembered last night They couldn’t have!!!

They chuckled. ‘Yeah, we heard you and Misha, damn it’s about time. Didn’t know our man was so talented you’re a screamer’ Jared laughed. You reached out shushing him. ‘No, no’ Your face turning red, you could feel the heat off you. ‘That’s no-’ Jared laughed cutting you off. ‘No, we think it’s great you two got together, we re-’ You shook your head waving your hands about. ‘Misha wasn’t there’ You hurried. ‘So-you-ohhh’ His eyes widened.

 Your eyes darted towards the ground unable to look them in the eye. ‘So you were imagining-when you were-Misha?’ Jensen stuttered. You groaned and rubbed your face. ‘Yeah, can we ju-‘ Jensen reached out and lightly slapped your arm with his fingers. ‘Hey you asked about my bedtime hab-‘Then Jared nudged your shoulder. You looked up at them but their eyes weren’t on you.

You turned your head looking over your shoulder. Then your eyes widened. Oh, shit, how much had he heard. ‘He-hey Misha’ You whispered. His eyes were wide and his mouth open. The look of shock in his eyes told you enough. That was enough for you, you weren’t sticking around. ‘I-I-Ruth’s calling-I-I shou-‘ With that you turned walking away.

Your turned over onto your back opening your eyes. Your mind was too full to sleep. You had seen Misha in the hallway about five minutes ago. He had a room down the hall and man did he look good. even with the tired eyes and lazy smile he looked good. And that beard! Oh that beard gave you thoughts you shouldn’t have. You could feel it against your skin. Letting your eyes close you could almost imagine the roughness scraping against your skin, the soft sensitive skin of your neck.

You groaned, you were supposed to be recovering from the dream, not picking up where it left off. Your hands trailed your sides pushing up the over-sized shirt you had on until it was bunched up underneath your breasts. Your fingers slipped under your shit teasing your skin. A moan slipped from your lips as you took you nipple between your thumb and forefinger pinching it slightly pulling a gasp from your open lips.

Your hand ran over the skin of your stomach, it was only a light touch making you shiver. They were too soft, too soft to be his but they had to do. You could imagine they were his. You could pretend you felt his lips on your neck, his warm breath causing goosebumps along your shin, his moans you could hear. It wasn’t your own as your fingers as they slipped into your pajama bottom’s. It wasn’t yours slipping under your light shirt, the pads of your fingers swiping across you nipple drawing his name from your lips. It was him, it was Misha.

And that was the name you moaned when you slipped two fingers into yourself. Throwing your head back you were glad of the contact, something to relieve the tension that was built up after your dream.

It was so vivid, so real. It was him. His weight on top of you. His hands holding you to him. Him inside of you.

Your fingers were a poor substitute for his but they still cause you to arch your back and moan his name as you curl them, the top of your fingers brushing against a spot you know so well. Your thumb finds your clit as you begin to rub circles on it. 

In your mind it wasn’t just you lying on the bed panting, he was there too. He was on top of you his breath in your ear, your name falling from those perfect pink lips before he attached them to your neck and began marking you as him. Something you could only wish to be. It was his rough palm working on your chest. Him inside you, his hand gripping your hips pulling you closer as his hips snapped to yours. Quick and strong. One hand gripping the back of his head as you moaned his name in his ear. The other running down his back, feeling the strong muscles tense and move under his sift skin, until it reached his round ass. You gripped it pulling him closer your nails digging unto the supple flesh. It drew grunts from his lips and he bit down lightly on your skin drawing a small squeal from your lips.

Your fingers began to move faster working towards your release. Your thumb moving harder and faster as you felt a coil in your stomach. Tightening, tightening until it was wound as tight as it could. You pinched your nipple in your fingers and cried out. The coil snapped throwing you into bliss. Misha’s name falling from your lips in loud cries as you arched off the soft covers your toes curling and you squeezed your eyes shut seeing stars.

You orgasm caused him to cry your name too, your voices mingling together in the otherwise silent room.

But when you opened your eyes it was all gone. There was no Misha and you were alone.

Like you were now, sitting on the same bed. Only now he knew, he knew what you thought of him, how you thought of him and when you thought of him. You groaned dropping back onto the bed. You knew you probably shouldn’t of ran away, you probably should have stayed and pretended it was all a joke, but you panicked, you were never good with situations like that. Unless you had a script to read from you weren’t good in tense situations.

You jumped and your eyes shot open at the knock on the door. Shit. Okay, maybe you could just pretend that you weren’t there. ‘Y/n?’ Your eyes widened. It was him! ‘Y/n’ Misha’s voice rang through your room and you held your breath. If you just stayed quiet he’d definitely think you weren’t here.

You sat up quietly as you heard him sigh. Your heart stopped, you didn’t want to hurt him, or hurt whatever friendship you had. ‘I know you’re in there’  An hour wouldn’t hurt, just an hour, to clear your head, to get every possible scenario figured out, have every possible answer ready, eve-

You jumped as your phone started to ring beside you. ‘Shit’ You cursed diving across the bed. Before you picked it up you seen Misha’s name flashing across the screen. Damn him. ‘See, I know you’re in there’ He called. You closed your eyes letting out a long breath before standing and walking over to the door hesitantly. 

You reached out your hand hovering over the handle before you bit the bullet and swung it open. He blinked and looked up at you through his eyelashes and you gulped meeting them. The blue in them shining under the lights of the hallway. ‘Sorry, I was asleep’ You muttered He raised an eyebrow. ‘How’d you know I was out here?’ You gulped blinking trying to think of an answer. ‘You-eh-you shouted, remember?’ You let out a breath thankful for that excuse.

He nodded slightly. ‘What did Ruth want?’ He asked as he slipped his phone into his pocket. ‘What?’ You cocked your head to the side and he smiled slightly at you. ‘Ruth?’ You furrowed your eyebrows. ‘See I knew it’ He sighed and stepped around you into the room. You opened your mouth to protest but just sighed and closed the door leaning against it.

He gave the bed a glance and you knew he wasn’t buying your ‘I was asleep’ story anymore. ‘Look Mish, the guys they were ju-’ He strode towards you. ‘I know, I got it out of them afterwards’ You felt your face heat up again. ‘Was it just a heat of the moment thing or do you do it often?’ He asked as he came to a stop in front of you. Your eyes dropped to the ground.

His fingers wrapped around your chin and he forced you to look up. ‘Y/n’ He scolded. ‘Often’ You whispered barely audible. ‘Damn it’ He curse and you tried to pull your face away so you wouldn’t have to look at him. But he just smiled. ‘I got a lot to live up to’ He muttered before his lips met yours.

This time it was really him.

At last.

@lilacs-lavender

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Sorry this took so long to come out I had it wrote on my phone and ended up losing it so I wrote it again.