Supernatural Oneshots

Nerd- Chuck!God X Reader

*knock knock knock*
You walked over to the door and pulled it open, only to reveal your best friend you were told was dead.
"Chuck!" You threw yourself in his arms. "Where were you?!"
"Long story," he chuckled. You took his face in your hands.
"My little nerd," you smiled. Then you slapped him. "You scared the hell out of me! I cried for a week!"
"I know. I'm sorry," he hugged you once more. You couldn't resist him. Your best friend since kindergarden (not to mention crush) was alive.
"I've missed you, nerd," you kissed his shoulder as tears of happiness appeared in your eyes.
"Don't cry, y/n," he led you into the house and sat you down on the couch.
"Chuck.... I've been alone since you left. I've been bullied, physically and emotionally. I'm a hunter, but I'm broken. God's not in Heaven," you whispered to him, burying your head in his shoulder. He was pushed to the back of the couch.
"I know where God is," Chuck whispered.
"Where?!" You asked him with tearfilled eyes.
"Put these on," he ordered, handing you some sunglasses. As soon as you had them on, he glowed white, confusing you for a second. Then it hit you.
"Chuck...." you whispered. "Er, God?"
"Yeah," he smiled after the glow died down. You tossed the glasses to the side and pushed him down so that he was lying on his back and you were straddling him.
"Why the hell would God take my nerd as a vessel?" You smiled. You couldn't help but feel happy around him. "He's mine!" You started to tickle his upper body, not caring that it was God. He shrieked and started laughing.
"Nonono y/n!" He laughed, pushing your hands away uselessly. You smiled.
"Who knew?! God is ticklish!" You smiled, moving your wiggling fingers under the jacket and thin shirt to get to his bare sides. Chuck squeaked the cutest squeak ever, causing you to giggle. You finally did stop, pulling your hands out from under his shirt. His hair was messed up during the struggle, and to you he was the cutest thing ever. "I missed you Chuck."
"We went over this. I'm God," he mumbled. You shrugged.
"Chuck's in there somewhere. I think the ticklishness comes from him," you rolled your eyes.
"You said you were bullied," he whispered. "Who could bully you? You're a beautiful girl."
You blushed. "Thanks Chuck, but they just think I'm too nerdy."
"So? That's the way I made you. Embrace it," he smiled.
"You've always been too sweet," you tapped his nose. Chuck chuckled softly. You jumped up and pulled him to his feet, dragging him into your backyard. You smirked before tapping his shoulder.
"You're it."
You ran off, causing Chuck to chase after you. You ran for a while until you were out of breath, causing you to hide behind a tree. After you caught your breath, you went to run, but Chuck tackled you. You both fell to the ground, laughing. "You're it," Chuck smiled. You kissed his nose.
"Run boy," you ordered before starting the game over all again.
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After a couple rounds of this game, the sun was going down, and you were both tired. You sat down beside Chuck in the soft grass. As the sun went down, you turned to Chuck.
"Hey Chuck. Since, you know, you're God, I guess you wouldn't want to head down to the nearest Chinese place and go on a date with me," you said nonchantedly.
"God says no, but Chuck says yes," he grinned. You leaned in and kissed him gently, before he placed a hand on your waist and pulled you closer. Just as it was getting heated, there was a voice behind you.
"Oh. Should I come back later?"
You turned and saw a dark haired man with green eyes shuffling his feet nervously. You chuckled and turned to Chuck, who rolled his eyes.
"Yes, Michael. I'm in the middle of something," he chuckled. "Y/n, this is Michael, my oldest son."
"Hey," you smiled. "Y/n l/n."
"Name's Michael..." he tilted his head at his father. "Really father? A human?"
"She's a beautiful human, don't you agree?" He snarled.
"No," you chuckled. God turned to you with wide eyes. "Ask Chuck."
God looked into Chuck's memories from high school when girls and boys laughed at you, calling you ugly. God was incredibly mad at them but kept a calm face.
"You're pretty cute," Michael confessed. "I'm a liar. You're like Psyche. You know who she is right?"
"Yes, Michael, I went to school," you laughed. (A/N- Psyche is the most beautiful mortal in Greek mythology).
"I'm hungry," you stood up and tousled Chuck's hair. "You want anything nerd?"
"Nah I'm good," he replied as you walked into the house. Michael gave you eyes before smirking at his father.
"I-"
"I swear to myself Michael," God muttered. Michael instantly shut his mouth. "She's mine."
"Okay!" Michael took a step back. "Don't vaporize me!"
"Relax, son," God chuckled. You walked back out with a bowl of soup. "Soup?"
"What? I like soup," you shrugged, sitting down on the grass. "My friend is obsessed with soup."
"Really? How are you-"
"I was kidding," you interrupted the poor angel. You were sipping the soup when the fire alarm went off in the house. You almost choked. "Sonovabitch the stove!" You put the soup down and ran into the house. They heard a loud "SHIT!" Before white dust was flying everywhere and the sprinklers came on. "UHHH, GOD!"
"Hehe," Chuck laughed before standing and running in. Michael followed, only to see a pissed off y/n soaked with water and soot.
"The fucking stove caught fire. I'm stupid," you facepalmed. "Can you magic this away?"
Chuck snapped his fingers and everything was normal, including you. "Better?" He asked, causing you to nod. "And what did you learn from this experience."
"Don't cook soup while trying to process that your dating God, and don't leave the stove on," you smirked. Chuck nodded.
"I was going for the latter, but that works too."
"Hey Michael, what are you even doing here, if you don't mind?" You asked politely.
"I came to tell Father that Sam and Lucifer were fighting again but he was busy...." Michael blushed.
You leaned to God's ear. "He reminds me of my little brother when he was six. He hated anything to do with romance and was extremely nervous to talk about it."
"I'm right here!" Michael cried.
"Hey! I'm talking about you!" You scolded playfully. Michael rolled his eyes playfully. "Cute."
"Hey! I thought I was cute!" Chuck whined. You kissed his nose.
"You are cute, nerd."

There we go. Sorry I forgot about Chuck/God. MY BAD!!!!