im a nerd for this show,, but dont spoil anything from 10+ for me, ok ??? pls
samandriel is my favorite bby so i thought i should slide into spn inserts with him ok
ok doesnt follow regular storlyine at all samandriel doenst com in until down the line im not sorry
the actual 'romantic' part is rly short and at the end look for 'ponder of something great'
go a lil above that & youll have the whole meeting thing & all sorry for how lame this is lmao i love getting sidetracked its my specialty
also v awful sort of selfinsert im not good at those yet but hey youre my friend right ? right sorry for long talk you can read now. thanks for reading this far tho lol
"Fuck!!"
You looked up from your phone, furrowing your eyebrows in the direction of the yell. You saw a man, with long brunet hair, fumbling with his pockets. You moved your eyes from him back to your phone, continuing your conversation with your current chat-buddy.
frostedfgg: hey you didnt ditch me did you
frostedfgg: thatd be rude yo
(your u/n): i'm still here. some guy just yelled fuck and i wanted to see what he was doing lmao
frostedfgg: pff fuckin hell. i gtg for a bitt tho theres a demon calling me ttyl ?
(your u/n): ooo a demon?
(your u/n): whats its name?
(your u/n): can i pet it?
frostedfgg: his name is fergus but im just calling him fergie lol
frostedfgg: he doesnt really like getting petted tho hes a fuckin dick
frostedfgg: but srsly i gtg hes tellin me this bs abt an angel ?? idk man syl
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Of course, they always had to go at abrupt times — you didn't mind, though. Even though conversations were usually short and mindless, they filled the time.
Also, the talk of the supernatural this person used was quite interesting to you — things like angels and demons didnt really exist, right? It was impossible. Most of them were just myths and legends to scare children, or to scare friends around the campfire.
A sigh slipped through your chapped lips as you stood from the bench. You shuffled your feet against the light build-up of snow before starting the trek back to your apartment complex.
I wish something fun would happen.
. : oh , well imagine : .
You furrowed your eyebrows at the small blue box sitting in front of the door to your room. A simple whatever went through your mind as you picked it up, using your key to open the door.
And holy shit the scream that came out of your mouth —
Why the fuck is there someone in here how the fuck did they get in what is happening God if you're there tell me what I did wrong —
Quickly, though, you realized that your scream had been muffled, and that male from earlier — the one with the long hair — had a hand over your mouth. He was pulling you further into your apartment while this other guy closed the door.
"Hey, uh, yeah — just gonna, need you to calm down, okay? This is important. Okay?"
You gave a nervous nod. The male pulled his hand away, and you opened your mouth to call for help — which ended up with you getting a rag stuffed against your tongue. You shot a glare towards the green-eyed male, who returned your look.
"Look, we do not have much time," the man in the trench coat spoke, staring at you with startling blue eyes. "I have heard from various sources that you have direct contact with a ... 'friend' of one of our enemies."
You narrowed your eyes at the male, internally thinking what the fuck? as you kept trying to run different names through your head.
"We are unsure of your friend's name, or what they are exactly, but we do know that they have been in close contact with Crowley." The man gave a frustrated sigh as you gave him a blank look. "The King of Hell?"
Oh.
Yeah, you remembered Frosty saying something about some hell king or whatever — did they pay these guys to fuck with you or something? That was so not cool.
The rag was removed from your mouth, and you immediately started to rub your tongue around your cheeks, trying to remoisten everything.
And the first thing that came out was "Who the hell are you guys?"
Which was followed by a roughly-accented "Well, looks like the gang's all here."
You were pushed onto the couch as two of the men took a fighting stance, the blue-eyed male sending a glare to the new arrivals.
Your eyes moved over, following their gazes, you see a short, ...?-looking kid, a dark-haired male, and some other guy in a... Wiener Hut uniform?
And why was he on a leash...?
"Castiel!" the leash-guy exclaimed, a bright look in his eyes. You glanced to the person he was looking at, only to see it was the man in the trench coat. Okay, that's Castiel then. Prick.
"Wait how did you three get in here??" You immediately looked over to the three newer people, only one of which looked at you.
They gave you a grin, before saying "Hey, I did tell you that demons can do this teleportation thing, didn't I?"
And everything seemed to click.
You sat there on the couch for a good few minutes while the four men argued, Frosty having taken a seat beside you, the leash-guy still standing.
"So, uh...the demon — that's him?" you questioned, pointing to the man in the suit.
"Yeah, that's Crowley," they responded. "And this is Samandriel; he's just an angel." And you looked towards the leash-guy, to see a bright blush on his cheeks. "Think of him as a...meeting gift. He was in Fergie's way, and I convinced him to not, well...kill him. He's your's now, so have fun." And they handed you the leash, before getting up and walking out of the room.
You stared at Samandriel for a minute, before patting the cushion where Frosty was just sitting. He sat, and you removed the collar, listening to his small sigh of relief.
It was then that you noticed the arguing had stopped, and when you looked up, Crowley, Castiel, and the other two men were gone.
"They left after Crowley... disappeared to follow after Chad. Or, Cindy...whatever they prefer to be called right now."
And you nodded, before looking at the dark-haired angel, giving him a light smile, and saying "My name is _____."
. : i ponder of something great : .
frostedfgg: hey so how are you and sammy doing
(your u/n): idk man, if you count dating as good then pretty good
frostedfgg: ayyy fam i thought you guys would hit it off. sorry abt the meeting tho i didnt exactly plan for that
(your u/n): so... what are you, exactly? you never told me
frostedfgg: im a fuckin royalty
frostedfgg: lol jk but frfr im a human. im prolly gonna die one day with my job but hey fergie feeds me and makes sure i sleep on a bed so im cook with it
frostedfgg: anyways shouldnt you be paying attention to yor boyfie?
(your u/n): yeah he should be getting home from work soon.
(your u/n): tell the king i said hey
(your u/n): same for if you see those other dicks
frostedfgg: kk i'll ttyl bye fam
(your u/n): bye lame ass
frostedfgg is offline
You rolled your eyes at your friend — sure, Frosty was cool and all, but they were definitely gonna get themselves killed. But hey, whatever makes them happy.
Speaking of happy —
"Hey, _____ — I picked up a pizza for dinner. Is that okay?"
"Is it okay for me to tell you that you are literally a ball of sunshine?"
The angel blushed lightly at your words, but you didn't pay any mind to it. He sat the box down onto the counter before moving over to where you were sitting on the couch, resting himself beside you and bringing you into his arms.
"Can we watch a movie tonight? I haven't seen that many, and I want to know all of your favorites."
A smile twitched onto your lips as you said "Let me get everything set up really quickly, okay?"
Samandriel gave you a small kiss before you got up, moving to the kitchen to grab two plates. You sat each on the pizza box, immediately followed by two bottles of water and a few napkins.
You brought everything over carefully, setting everything up on the coffee table before setting up your PS3.
"So, what are we gonna watch?" the angel questioned, a look of excitement on his face.
You just grinned as you responded with "Have you ever heard of the Bee Movie?"
