Supernatural Imagines/Preferences

You Defend Him

Some of the following responses have been used by me before and believe me they usually work😂

Dean-
"Whatever. I'm sure you have a small dick anyway." The cocky girl scoffs, rolling her eyes at Dean just because he refused to go home with her. God must have put people like this on earth to test my bloody patience for sure. I stand up off the bar stool and tap her shoulder, earning a sceptical glance. "Listen here you floozy. Just because someone refuses to go and gain a collection of herpes doesn't mean his dick is small. Jesus Christ get your head out of your ass." I growl at her, glaring her down.

Sam-
"Jesus Christ could you be any more dumb?" The trashy waitress sneers at Sam, after he mispronounced an item on the menu. Oh, that's it. She's been a bitch all night and this is the final straw. "Excuse me miss, but he's traveled to more places than you can possibly name and he's seen more things than your trashy ass probably ever will. Now, us actually coming here and ordering your greasy food pays for your paycheck and the least you could do is be a decent human being." I say calmly at her and grab Sam's hand, dragging him out of the nearly empty McDonald's.

Gabriel-
"Head like a peanut" I hear the two twelve year old boys mutter and laugh while pointing at Gabes head. "Probably lousy in bed as well poor girl" the smaller one snickers. I let go of Gabriel's hand and walk over to the hormon filled teens. I bend down to their level. "Hey, I couldn't help but overhear the amount of bullshit pouring out of your unintelligent mouth. Now, his tool is probably bigger than yours combined together and let me tell you that he can bring me to pure ecstasy without even having sex. Now, please do go home. It's your bedtime, isn't it?" I smile sweetly at them, watching them flush red.

Castiel-
"He's probably one of those men who flash women in the park at night" I hear an old lady whisper to her sixty year old friend while looking at Cas. I stop in my track and whisper 'one minute' to Castiel. I walk back a couple of steps and bend down a little so I'm eye level with them. "Excuse me, I couldn't help but hear you talk bullshit about my boyfriend. Now, I don't know what it is with your generation and shitting all over younger people and the economy which your generation has ruined, but I suggest you keep your insignificant opinions to yourselves. Thank you" I wink at the old ladies who's jaws are hanging open and walk back to Castiel, grabbing a hold of his hand.

Crowley-
"Maybe it's the stupid suit that makes him look like a-" the group of demons chuckle as I walk past them, talking amongst themselves. I stop in my tracks and turn to them, tapping one of them on the shoulder with a small tight smile. "His suits are worth more than your lives combined and if he was the one that heard you, you'd all be over and done with for good. Now, since I'm so kind, I'll let it slip by. But I swear, if you so much as step out of line, I will take it upon myself to torture you for so long, you'd wish Crowley was the one who heard you in the first place. Understood?" I speak calmly, smiling at them. The terrified look on their faces is worth it. I guess Crowley would be proud of me.

Kevin-
"Wow. Look at that nerdy loser. Oi baby, why don't you come with us and ditch that loser!" I hear the fourteen or so year old boy mutter to his friend and shout to me as we exit the game store. I spin around and walk to them, pulling the cigarets out of their mouths and dropping them. "Okay. One, get a new insult. 'Loser' isn't working anymore, kids. Two, if I were to go with you I'd probably get mistaken for your mother. Three, go back to watching cartoons and quit smoking." I wink at the boys, stroking their cheeks like a mother would and turn on my heel, walking back to the smiling Kevin.

Lucifer-
"Hey baby! Ditch that potato and come with us!" I hear a guy wolf whistle, winking at me as I pass by the bar with Luci by my side. I whip my head around and get a look at the fifty year old bearded man. "Fuck of, Santa Clause." I glare at him and pull out one of the red carrots from our shopping bag and throw it at him. "Give that one to Rudolph, Father Christmas!"