Supernatural Imagines

Wonderland Team Free Will X Reader

Requested by annasisi13 Thank you! DOESN'T FOLLOW ORIGINAL STORY LINE THE ENTIRE WAY! I MADE UP SOMETHINGS. Italics means your thinking!
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You were on a hunt with the Winchesters and Castiel, as usual. You had to gank a trickster, no not Gabe, but an actual trickster. So you had your wooden stakes and prepared to go into the abandoned warehouse, as were most monsters hang out.

"You ready, Team Free Will?" You called out to the handsome men behind you.

"(Y/N), would you please refrain from talking. We are hunting." Castiel responded annoyed.

You mimicked him in a higher pitched voice and rolled your eyes. "Yeah, yeah whatever Cas."

"(Y/N)! Cas! C'mon! No flirting!" Dean whisper yelled.

"Ahem, well excuse me, but uhh you should really take out my name and put yours in place because.. I mean.. c'mon." You gestured between the two before making heart with your hands. "Sam and I both know whats happening in the Impala at night." You placed your hands on your hips in triumph.

You mouthed Destiel to Dean who widen his eyes and mouthed back 'No (Y/N)!'. You just nodded your head with a grin and hummed "S&M by Rihanna" loud enough so we could hear. Castiel just gave you two a confused face as to why half his name was with Dean's. (YESSSS DESTIEL I WILL LOVE THAT SHIP TO THE END OF TIME!)

You three finally entered the warehouse, only to be greeted by a darkly lit room. The black at white floor tiles with the high pointed roof reminded you of a circus with the red and golden lines curtains all around the room. At each of the eight curtains was a golden drawstring. You assumed than you had to pull one to see what was behind it, and possibly meet your death.

"No luck getting out, we are trapped." Sighed Sam, knowing that this wasn't going to be good from past experiences.

"I'm guessing that we have to pull one of these and find out how we get tortured and possibly killed." Dean said, looking around the room.

"Must you be sarcastic in these situations, Dean?" Casiel asked, unamused.

"I'm not Cas! I'm pretty serious about this." Dean retorted.

"Deeessstttiiieeelllll." You said in a sing song voice, looking at the two.

"Dean, what is this... Deastial?" Cas asked curiously, tilting his head slightly.

"(Y/N), No." Dean said sternly.

"(Y/N) YES! Okay so Its a ship. And its shipping you two! Its pronounced Des-T-el" You informed the angel.

He nodded his head, and turned around stiffly, not knowing to think Yes Destiel or No Destiel.

"Great job (Y/N)! Now he wont get his mind off of it!" Dean growled, giving you the evil eye.

"Guys! C'mon! Stop talking about a possible relationships. We have to pull a string to see how we die." Sam interrupted the conversation. (CAN WE SAY INTERRUPTING MOOOOOSEE?)

"Alright! I'll pick!" You stood in the middle of the room and began to spin, you stopped after 10 seconds and walked towards the curtain you were facing. You pulled the drawstring to see a bottle labeled "Drink Me".

"Whats this from?" You asked a the three men huddled around you, looking at the mysterious liquid. "Ever seen it before?"

"No, but I feel like its from a movie.." Sam recalled, pondering his thoughts.