Dean X Demon/Angel!Reader

.:Chapter One:.

Guide Lines-
(y/n)= Your first name
(L/n)= Last name
(H/c)= Hair color
(S/c)= Skin color
(E/c)= Eye color

You where not something of this world. *cough* *cough* 'cuse me, I mean WOLRDS. Literally, whether it was in the earthly realm, or the spiritual realm. And you know what that something is? Easy, a hybrid of a demon and a angel. Sure, you may be somewhat heavenly, but you sure were filthy...

"God damn it!" You hissed silently as you cut your finger on the knife you fiddling with. "Well, sweetie, that's what happens when you play with fire." One of the souls you had made a deal with, stated with a fake redneck accent and plain old sarcasm. You snapped your glare at him as your finger stitched back up by its self, leaving no scars or clues that your finger had gotten cut open.

"Bitch, I am fire! Your lucky you made a deal with me or I already would of had that snake tongue of yours ripped off and fed to the dogs! Maybe even shove it down that noisy throat of yours..." You said fiercely, walking past Dylan, a human you had made a deal with, glaring darts at him(see what I did there???). You hated the mouths humans had developed over time, but, hey, business was business.

Dylan gave you a smirk along with a chuckle from your way of wording. "Snake tongue? Really? That makes this situation sound like where in Harry Potter or something!" He stated, teasingly, wanting to know how far you could take. You growled and showed your sharp teeth.

"Just because I can't hurt or kill you, doesn't mean I don't have to give you a hundred lives' worth of torture before I welcome you down to the pits of Hell." You replied tauntingly, now smirking. Dylan freezed, not even thinking about the consequences of taunting you.

"That's right, little human, although I can't hurt you at the moment, your soul is mine to do whatever until I'm content. So shut the fuck up." You said lowly as you entered your porch to the small Apartment you had bought. Dylan merely boiled with anger and sat down and turned on the TV.

You sighed, your body needing a large exhale of oxygen. Taking out your pack of cigarettes, you stuck one in your mouth and flicked on your lighter. Taking a puff, you watched the glistening street bellow you. You could hear the voices coming from the TV in your living room, playing, as if they were trying there hardest to entertain Dylan.

You signed once again, rubbing your head, careful not to burn your hair with the cigarette. Although you were part Demon and Angel, you had never met your parents. Strange yes, but the only people you knew were your foster parents. They were humans.

You didn't know why your parents had simply dumped you in the care of humans. Maybe it was what Vivian said. She and her husband Timothy had been praying for baby. You guessed you were the answer to the prayer.

Dylan was a nice soul you obtained. He would defiantly make a good companion, but like you said before, business was business. Besides, it was nothing of your business to know why he had sold his soul for the reason he had in mind. Protection, sex and money. So basically, you were his lucky clover he kept in his pocket.

How are you able to make contracts or deals for souls with the mortals? For an easy question, comes an easy answer; you, as part of the Lord's heavenly messengers and guardians, are able to judge a soul. The Lord gave you this ability since, well, your part demon and angel. He difiantly didn't want you just take souls to Hell! So, instead he gave you the ability to judge.

Of course, that doesn't mean that you would have any love or respect for the mortals. So most of the souls you've made a deal with are in Hell. But there was one soul you favored.

Matthew Pierre Williams. The kindest soul next to Jesus himself. He died from possession from Azazel (I think that's how you spell his name. Correct me in the comments if I'm wrong!). He was one demon you absolutely hated. You wanted to make him feel the worst and slowest pain possible. He killed Matthew. Matthew was one of the closest souls you knew. In fact, you guys even were in a relationship. It was pure bliss but you just knew it would only be temporary...(Temporary Bliss anyone? The Cab? Sorry, just had to put that out there. Lol)

-Flash-Back-

"Aw (y/n)! Come on gimme some!" Matthew laughed as you held a bag of hot Cheetos from him. "How about you give me a hell-ova kiss and I'll consider?" You said, smirking at him with sly eyes. Matthew huffed, blushing at the smirk you had. He bit his lip which made you feel turned on. You just loved it when he did things like this. He was like the innocent lamb in this relationship.

He gulped and closed his eyes, cupping hour cheek, slowly leaning in towards you. You smiled for a second before pressing your lips on his, your cold, silver, snake bite piercings brushing up against his lips, making him shiver slightly. You pulled back, not wanting to go any farther, at least for the moment.

"Here, you earned it." You threw the bad of Cheetos to Matthew, giving a smug smile. Matthew grinned, kissing your cheeks. "I love you." He said, nuzzling his cheek in your shoulder while pulling you in for a hug. "Me too hoath (Enochian for love :3)."

-End-of-Flash-Back-

Your cigarette burned down to a stump, you felt your eyes brim with tears. You growled and wiped your eyes roughly and flicked the dud cigarette on the ground bellow you. "I can't cry, not with Dylan around..." You said to yourself as you jerked the door open to your apartment and sulked to the kitchen, opening the fridge and getting yourself a carton of beer bottles.

"Old Apple Cider baby!" You cheered, lifting the carton up in the air for sec before thumping next to Dylan on the couch. Dylan looked at you, confused. "Can I have one?" He asked hesitantly. You turned your gaze on him while popping a bottle open before staking a large swig of it and shaking your head no. "Aw. Selfish asshole." You grinned, finishing your swig. "Right back at cha buddy. Right back at cha." You said, winking.

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Authors Notes:
Hello! I hope you enjoyed the chapter! I know, I know, no Dean
action yet but HEY! I AM TRYING MY BEST HERE! Anyway, please comment and give me some tips! And correct me if I'm wrong! Also, the character is characterized for both male and female readers! Alright! See ya next chapter!

P.S:
I DONT OWN ANY THING BUT THE PLOT AND MY MADE UP CHARACTERS!

You can't stop love from burning you.