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I’m No Angel [Hunter!Gabriel x Fem!Reader] - Pt. 1

Pairing: Hunter!Gabriel x Fem!Reader, Hunter!Cas (Mentioned), Sam, Dean

Warning(s): slight blood, profanity

Word Count: 1626

Edited: 9/11/22

Summary: You were researching for the Winchesters at the bunker, helping them out on a case when a portal opens up in the library, shooting out a stranger driving a motorcycle.

A/N: I really enjoy the AU idea of Gabriel and Castiel being hunters instead of angels, now I have the inspiration to write them as hunters, your very welcome 😊😊😊.

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You were just reading up on several supernatural beings that had any similarities with what Sam and Dean were dealing with on their hunt, finding the monster they were facing was a Vetala, at least to what you could pin it down to be, in that moment, deciding to call up Sam to tell him the news, 

“Hey (Y/n), what do you have for us?” 

“Hey Sam, I have what I believe the creature your hunting is a Vetala, which explains why people are turning up dead in the woods, going off the trail and into the Vetala’s territory,”

“So we’ll need to gank the bastard with a silver blade, got it? This is great, and we’re going hiking too? What fun this will be,” you smirked at the sarcastic voice of Dean from the other end of the line. 

“I wish I could be out there hunting with you guys. I can take care of myself and kick the ass of whoever stands in my way.”

“We know how capable you are, but with everyone out on cases and Cas looking into how to bring Jack and our mother back, we need someone there to monitor things, someone has to be there in case they come back somehow,” Dean spoke, his voice lacing many truthful excuses of the reason you couldn’t hunt, but knew that it was only half the reason you couldn’t hunt. 

Sitting in what it felt like eternal silence only being five minutes, knowing full well Sam was giving him a glare to tell you a nice way of saying ‘No way in hell are you hunting’. Sam knew how much you wanted to go on a hunt, even just to stay in the motel room and research. Dean’s answer would never budge. 

“Thank you (Y/n), if we need any more help...” Sam was cut off by you speaking. 

“I’m right here to help in any way I can.” Saying your goodbyes before the call ended, you let out a sigh, how much you wanted to go on a hunt, how much you wished you could adventure with the Winchester to hunt a monster causing trouble, even if you were confined to the motel you were to stay at.

You knew Dean only kept you from hunting due to you being a part of this life that had not died yet, and Dean intended to keep it that way. You were suddenly pulled out of your thoughts by the light fire crackling, looking up to see that a golden portal had opened up, the golden slither you were all too familiar with when Jack was being born, now only on the other side of the table. Getting up from your seat as cautiously as you could, not knowing what exactly would pop out of the portal before you as you took slow steps around the left side of the table. Picking up your gun from beside a pile of books as you walked passed the end of the table,

A motorcycle came bursting out through to the front area of the bunker, causing you to jump back from the portal. Witnessing the person fall off it as the bike continued, slamming into the stone bunker wall.

THUD! CRASH!

You of course had all of your wits, not knowing how dangerous the person would be, keeping your gun in your (right/left) hand as you rushed towards the person, jumping slightly when the man moved to sit up, this causing your gun to be aimed at him as he reached for his gun.

“Don’t even think about it,” 

The man stopped reaching for his gun, looking up at you wearing his dark golden helmet through the heavily tinted visor, raising his arms up, hissing in pain as he rested his right arm to his side. You hear the hiss, lowering your gun slightly, gazing over at the motorcycle, seeing the damage it did before looking back down at the strange man who you believed to be injured. 

Deciding at that moment to help the stranger, putting your gun’s safety on and placing the firearm in the back of your pants before helping the stranger onto his feet. Your arm wrapped around his back as his arm wrapped over your shoulder as you escorted him to the infirmary of the bunker, getting him to sit on the bed. 

“I’m going to get some things from the cabinets. Stay seated,” you rushed over to the cabinets, getting all that you needed from the cabinet. You walked back to the man. Looking. up to see that he began taking off his helmet, however seeming to struggle to take the thing off.

“Here, let me help,” You spoke as you quickly came back with all you needed, placing them on the bedside gently before helping the stranger with his helmet, removing it to place it beside the man. 

“Thanks,” 

The man spoke finally, causing you to look at him, whiskey eyes staring back at your own (e/c) eyes,  briefly as you went back to the task at hand. Patching the stranger up.

“No worries, now, I need to remove the top half of your clothing to get to the route of the problem.”

A smirk flickered onto the man’s face before you

“What? Not even gonna offer me a drink first? I think that’s just extreme...”

“Do you want me to help you or not?”

The man became silent, nodding in compliance as you pulled the zipper down off his jacket before helping him pull the jacket off by starting with the arm that was perfectly fine before slowly yet surely pulling the article of clothing off him.

“What’s your name?”

You asked, hoping to help the man focus on something else besides the excruciating pain he felt shooting through his right arm.

“Gabriel,”

The name caused you to look at the man with a furrowed brow.

It can’t be…….Dean said he died

“I know, weird name, right? That’s my dad for ya, weirdest man in the family, also one of the most egotistical people you’ll meet. He gave myself and my siblings' weird names,”

“It's not that. It's just not what I expected it to be. Your dad must’ve been into the bible,”

Gabriel tilted his head to the left, confusion riddled all over his face at your statement, wincing slightly as you continued to sew him up. Once you were done sewing up Gabriel, you placed disinfectant on the wound before wrapping it up in bandages.

“There we go, all done,”

You put all the medical supplies away, put them back where you found them in the infirmary, and put what you cleaned the wound in the bin.

“Why would Gabriel be in the bible? From last I checked, it was Dean, Samuel, and Adam who were the three archangels.”

This statement had you baffled, 

Sam and Dean were archangels in Gabriel's universe? Oh dear.

“Well, ‌maybe in your universe, but here, they’re very much human. I only said that you were in the bible because in this universe, you’re an archangel,”

You, of course, left out the part about the archangel being dead, not wanting him to be too freaked out. Gabriel sat before you, completely speechless. His jaw had gone slack from the information as his mouth hung ajar. To you, this reaction seemed more or less calm than you expected it to be. You swore you would freak the fuck out at the information you just gave to the man before you. 

“I know this is a lot, trust me, when I found out about the supernatural, it was terrifying, I was completely freaked out at the idea of more to one universe, less so when I found out that this wasn’t the only version of reality Chuck created,”

“What? Pffft, nooo! I can handle this sort of information, not overwhelming at all. Not even when you just said my dad is the creator of the universe, that doesn’t frighten me, no way,”

Gabriel’s voice sarcastically spoke to you, hints of fear lacing his words as his face went from snarky to freaking out in mere moments. You eyed him with a worried expression.

“Do you need anything else? I really have little going on,” you spoke to him, hoping to get him distracted from his thoughts.

“I think…”

He trailed off for a moment before collecting himself, clearing his throat audibly.

“I think I’m just gonna crash here,”

“There’s a spare room that we have here in the bunker that I can take you to,”

And with that, he followed you to the spare room you mentioned, never uttering a word. Though you wanted to, he didn’t appear to really want to talk, not after what you had just revealed to him. 

Maybe I should have waited for Sam and Dean to get back.

Once you got to the room, you let him make himself at home, reminding him if he needed anything to come and find you, he simply nodded before entering the room, you walked down the hallway, back the direction you came, hearing the door click closed behind you as you walked back out to the library. Your gazed soon drifted over to the crash sight, seeing the damage easily from where you stood, letting out a sigh, knowing full well Dean would be pissed when he got back to see the damage that had been caused.

But there was the key problem that remained, a thought that had been brought forward once you could finally gather your thoughts. It was Gabriel’s wounds. They couldn’t have been from the crash, they had to have occurred beforehand.

“But by what?”

Or worse, by who?

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Hello all! hope you enjoyed the fic, had a ton of fun writing it and I am thinking of turning it into something more than just a one off thing due to the end of the story feeling more cliffhangery, but let me hear your thoughts on it? I would love to hear them!

⋆˙⟡ Just a visit ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

Y/n sighs as she looks around the empty motel room. Her brothers were gone, either researching or hunting without her. She didn’t care much. She did research with them before the nap she was now waking up from.

Just as she laid back down and closed her eyes she heard the swish of wings. “The boys aren’t here right now Castiel. Come back to flirt with Dean later” she mumbled.

“Well I hate to break it to you, Cherry pie, but it is your one and only trickster” as Gabriel speaks she opens one of her eyes to make sure it was him. She could see his wings.

This was something she was getting used to. She wasn’t sure how it happened but she started to be able to see angels’ wings for the last maybe few months. She hadn’t seen Gabriel in that time.

She yawns as she sit up and waves a hand over for him to come closer. His wings were golden brown although probably more golden. It was different than other angels. He also had more wings. He had 3 sets of 2.

“What’s that face for? I thought you’d be excited to see me?” Gabriel chuckled as he took a few steps closer until he was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Y/n rolls her eyes at him but nods. “I am happy to see you. I’m just getting used to this new thing. It’s so strange. I can see your wings and when Castiel is around I can see his wings” she mumbled softly.

She didn’t know how else to explain it. She sighs as she looked up at him. “You know if my brothers see you they’ll try to kill you” she mumbled as she kissed his cheek gently. This was all so stupid. She should be able to date an angel in peace. Dean was practically eye-fucking Castiel since he met him.

She didn’t want him to leave though. She liked their moments in between. She liked the break from whatever was happening with her brothers. She liked being close with him. She didn’t really know when it became something more akin to dating because it started out with him popping in while she was hunting or spending late nights with her when her brothers wouldn’t be back until morning.

At some point a long the way it became visits when either of them were bored or longer conversations when her brothers were asleep. It became cuddling and kisses in secret. It became hunting together, learning things about each other in all the space between the big moments that had to do with her siblings.

“Well sugarplum, I’m sure you’ll be glad to know I don’t care. I wanted to see my girlfriend and they’ll find out one day” he shrugged as he sat down on the edge of the bed. She rolled her eyes.

Damn him for being cute.

“Mmm you didn’t shiver when saying ‘girlfriend’ this time, that’s progress” she joked a little and leaned over just a little to gently place her lips on his. Her cheeks flushing a little when he kissed her back. Slowly their lips moved in sync, melting together as if they were to become one if they kissed hard enough.

When she broke the kiss she giggled a little as she looked at him and saw how he had a goofy smile on. She yelped a little when he pulled her onto his lap but once she was settled she wrapped her arms around his shoulder.

“What did you really come to visit for? I know you. You hate coming to see me when I’m hunting with my brothers. You don’t like getting interrupted” she mumbled.

Gabriel shrugged and started to pepper kissed all over her face. “Maybe I came just so that they’ll find out about us” he teased as he continued to press little kisses wanting to hear the symphony of her laughter.

Y/n giggles and tries to get to him to stop but she doesn’t really want him to. She wished that he wouldn’t have to go the minute her brothers showed up.

“I don’t think they’d appreciate that very much. They still think you’re dead” she mumbled softly and pecked his lips gently.

Sadie’s notes: sooo I know it’s not the Bridgerton fic but this popped into my brain and I had to write it. I didn’t proof read it but I still hope you enjoyed it.

taglist: idk who to tag

Divider credit: @saradika-graphics

Hehehe Gabriel Drabble coming because it’s the only thought in my brain rn. It’s just cute fluff

Idk why but my brain is thinking about Dean with a Desi girl or even like Gabriel. And my soul needs it. Maybe for a fic of Dean with a desi girl It could be combined with the car girl thing I said the other day-

I’m just thinking about stuff.

Okay so I was thinking of an arranged marriage au but it’s like fully fantasy and basically the Fairy kingdom/Taeterra Empire(picking names from fantasy name generator) and the Angel Kingdom/ Selyra Kingdom are at war and so when negotiating to resolve the conflict they decide a union between the two kingdoms would be beneficial so Prince Gabriel Shurley of Selyra is arranged to be married to crown princess Y/N of Taeterra.

This has been in my brain for months and I’m so afraid to actually write it.