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[supernaturalwolf]

Stiles: Batman or Superman?

Y/n: Spider-Man obviously

Stiles: I love you -

Y/n: what?

Stiles: what?

[skylarmoon71]

Winchester - (Supernatural / Smallville Crossover AU) - Chapter 4

“I can’t believe I never asked this before but what kind of alien are you?”

You were snacking in the loft with Clark when you brought up the question.

A smile settled on his face. He still had a hard time grasping how easy you seemed to take all this. He had to admit it was nice being out in the open with it.

“I’m Kryptonian.”

Your face lights up.

“Woah, so I was right. I’ll have to ask Gabriel about the lore.”

“Who’s Gabriel?”

“He’s an archangel.”

Of course he is.

At this point he shouldn’t even be surprised.

“Your life seems exciting.”

“I’m not sure exciting is the word I would use. Try unpredictable.”

He supposed that is the appropriate word. When he sees the way your gaze wanders over to the stairs he looks over.

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, I was just wondering, can I jump in that pile of hay?”

You look excited just at the thought and he smiles.

“Sure, let me just add some extra for cushioning.”

You blink at the familiar rush of wind on your face and you laugh. When you stand he’s standing below and there’s a much bigger stack.

“How’s it look?”

“Awesome Clark, thank you!”

You’re basically sprinting to the small platform, and he stands below, wearing a grin.

“Here goes nothing, Geronimo!!”

Jumping off the small platform, Clark smiles as you await your descent into the pile of hay. At least that was the expectation. A pair of arms caught you and Clark stared at the man that stood, dressed in a trench coat.

“C-Cas!”

You’re surprised.

“Hello (Y/N).”

You can’t help but smile. He places you down on your feet and Clark is still trying to comprehend where Castiel came from.

“Dean told me you were in this town, I never expected there to be a kryptonian here.” His gaze moved to Clark.

“How do you know that I’m-”

“He’s an angel.”

At this point he thinks he should just assume all your friends are angels.

He wonders if he’s imagining the glare on Castiel’s face. You take notice, raising a brow.

“Castiel everything okay?”

“Yes. Sam and Dean asked me to check in on you. Also Dean told me to threaten the lumberjack to look after you.” Castiel’s eyes hardened as he drew his angel blade.

“Protect her or else.”

“Cas!!”

“Yes.”

He casually placed the blade back in his coat and you just sigh. You should expect nothing less. Castiel is as close to you as a brother and as protective as one. Gabriel is the same way, but his personality is a lot less stab first, ask questions later.

You place your hand on Castiel’s shoulder and he finally stops sending death stares at Clark who’s awkwardly at the side.

“Thanks for looking out for me.”

His expression softens and he nods. Now he looks more like an obedient puppy and less like a secret service agent. He places his hand on top of your head, giving you a pat. When he looks at you it’s a bit different.

“Your grace, it feels stronger.”

That catches you a bit off guard.

“Really, I don’t feel any different.”

He doesn’t see any issues, so he figures there’s no need for alarm.

“It could be the fragments in this city heightening your senses. I can’t see an issue, you should be fine.”

You’re relieved.

“I’m glad that you’re okay, if you need anything-”

“I’ll be sure to call.”

He seems a bit more relaxed. Pulling his hand away, he sends a glance in Clark’s direction before he’s gone with the flapping of wings. Clark's eyes darted around the room.

“I’m not sure if I’ll get used to that.”

You just smile at him. 

[castielli]

It was season 6 apparently, so this is set in it. I had a middle child Winchester in mind cause of the whole “neglected middle child” stereotype, but I don’t really mention it cause it has no relevance in the story. Are the paragraphs weird looking and difficult to read?

When Grace Cracks

Castiel x Male!WinchesterReader

Hurt/comfort, angst, betrayal, (found) family, tears (reader explicitly cries), reader gets kicked out, rejection from family

You hadn’t meant for it to get this far.

What started as secret conversations turned into lingering looks. What started as a bond forged in war turned into something rawer, deeper. And when Castiel kissed you for the first time, grace flickering behind his eyes like static, you knew it was too late to walk away. You’d already fallen. No wings necessary.

He was different when it was just you. Quiet, unsure. Not the rigid soldier, not Heaven’s hammer. Just… Cas. Your Cas. The one who held your hand like he didn’t know if he had the right. The one who whispered your name like a prayer when the world got too loud.

So when you found out about Crowley…When you walked into that warehouse and saw the sigils, the demon deals, the half-lies and the broken promises…You said nothing.

Dean raged. Sam paced. Bobby cursed the sky and threw a bottle so hard it shattered the salt lines around the room. And you stood still, arms crossed, mouth shut.

Because you knew. You’d known. And you didn’t say a damn thing.

“You’re kidding” Dean spat, voice thick with disbelief and betrayal. “You knew he was working with Crowley?! You knew and you just- what, let it slide?!”

Sam’s eyes were wide, disbelieving. “Why would you keep that from us?”

You opened your mouth. Nothing came out.

Bobby didn’t look at you. Not yet. “Well? You got a defense, or should we just go ahead and call you the traitor too?”

The word hit like a blade.

“Cas had his reasons” you muttered.

“Oh, Cas had his reasons” Dean snapped. “He’s in bed with the King of Hell and your answer is ‘he had his reasons’? Jesus, Y/N, you’ve lost it.”

“I didn’t tell you-” you said, finally looking up “-because I knew you’d react like this.”

Dean’s voice dropped low. “You lied.”

“No” you said firmly. “I chose not to tell you. There’s a difference.”

Sam scoffed. “Not much of one when the world’s ending. Again.”

You wanted to scream. You wanted to rip something apart. But you didn’t. You just stood there, letting the weight of their anger crush your ribs. Because they were right. And they were wrong. And none of it mattered anymore.

It was Crowley, of course. Smirking little bastard with his whiskey and smug satisfaction.

“Oh come on, boys. Did you really think he wasn’t keeping secrets? Look at that face. That’s the face of a man who’s been thoroughly divinely screwed.”

Cas looked at you then. Across the room. Like he wanted to speak. Like he wanted to fix it. But he said nothing.

Coward.

When they told you to leave, it wasn’t with screaming. It wasn’t some dramatic brawl.

It was worse.

Dean wouldn’t even look at you. “We can’t trust you.”

Sam nodded, slow. “You should go. For now.”

Bobby handed you your duffel. “Family don’t lie like that, son.”

You stood there, waiting for someone, anyone, to flinch. They didn’t.

Castiel found you that night. You were holed up in some godforsaken motel off Route 9, staring at the ceiling, trying not to cry because your ribs still ached from the way Dean said “we can’t trust you.”

“You shouldn’t be here” you muttered as soon as he appeared.

“I know.”

You sat up. “So why are you?”

“I thought…” His voice faltered. “You might want company.”

You laughed, sharp and ugly. “Bit late for that, Cas.”

“I never meant for you to get caught in this” he said, stepping forward. “I thought I could handle it. Keep you safe. Keep them safe.”

“By teaming up with the King of Hell?” you snapped, standing. “By lying to all of us? To me?”

He looked down. “I did what I thought was necessary.”

“So did I” you bit out. “And now I’ve got no home and no family because of it.”

Cas flinched. Actually flinched.

You shoved past him, pacing. “I trusted you. I defended you. I took beatings for you, Cas. I lied for you.”

Silence.

And then, quietly, he asked “Would you take it back?”

You froze.

“Would you take back the nights I held you?” he whispered. “The way we touched? The way I made you feel…safe? Would you erase me?”

You hated that your eyes burned.

“No” you admitted, voice cracking. “I’d do it all again.”

His hand reached for yours. You didn’t stop him.

You stayed with him after that. Not because it was smart. Not because it was safe. But because there was nowhere else to go, and you were so damn tired of pretending he didn’t mean everything.

He never said ‘I love you.’ Angels didn’t work like that. But sometimes he’d watch you sleep and brush his fingers over your cheek like you were the last good thing left.

Sometimes he’d sit beside you, eyes stormy, and say ‘I wish I were human. Just long enough to deserve you.’

And sometimes, you believed him.

Sam called once. Didn’t leave a message.

Dean never called at all.

Bobby sent you an old flask with a note: ‘Still think you’re an idiot. Stay alive anyway.’ You cried over that one.

It couldn’t last. You knew it couldn’t. The war was getting worse. Cas was slipping. The power was eating him alive. And when he told you he was becoming God, you broke.

“No” you whispered. “Cas, please. Don’t do this.”

“I have to.”

“You don’t!” you yelled. “You’re not saving anyone. You’re destroying yourself!”

He looked at you then, really looked, and his eyes were full of stars and pain and something ancient and breaking.

“I’m sorry” he whispered. And then he was gone.

You didn’t see him again for weeks.

And when you did, when that door creaked open in yet another abandoned hideout and he stepped inside, he was different.

Dimmer. Bleeding grace.

“I was wrong” he said, voice hoarse. “About everything.” You stood, heart pounding. He collapsed into your arms before you could say a word.

It took time. The others still didn’t trust you, but when Cas gave up the power, when he started trying to fix what he broke, they started to soften. Slowly. Grudgingly.

Dean nodded at you once. Didn’t say anything. But it felt like a bandage.

Sam offered you coffee one morning. “You okay?” You weren’t. But you said yes.

Bobby slapped the back of your head. “Next time? Tell us the damn truth.”

“Yeah” you muttered. “Next time.”

That night, Cas curled beside you in bed, colder than usual. Grace flickering low.

“You still love me?” he asked. You looked at him, hand on his jaw, eyes locked. “Yeah. Even now.”

He closed his eyes. “Then I will never leave again.”

And for once, you believed him.

[teenagegoopatrolhorse]

@winchesterreads

[amanda-teaches]

I think this challenge is going to be one of the best I’ve ever run, because both writers and readers will get to participate in both the Supernatural and Marvel fandoms. That’s something for everyone! Sounds amazing, right? Well, here’s how it works:

Below the cut, there will be 50, yes 50, dialogue prompts. I may have gone a little overboard, but that just means more people will get to play along!

For any prompt, you can choose whether you’d either like to write that fic or read that fic.

If you want to WRITE it, send me an ASK with the prompt and fandom/pairing. So, for example, “Hey! I’d love to write “How could you?!” with Bucky x Reader in Marvel” or “Can I have “I’ve never stopped loving you” with Dean x Reader in SPN?” Basic writing challenge stuff, huh?

If you want to READ it, send me an ASK with the prompt and fandom/pairing asking for me to write it. I’ll write it and tag you in it to read. Here’s an example: “Could you please write “You’re such a dork” with Sam x Reader in SPN? I’d love to read that!” 

If you don’t specify that you want me to write it, I’ll assume you’re writing it, and things will get confusing, yada, yada, so please be clear you want to read! 

I WILL ONLY BE TAKING 10 REQUESTS FOR ME TO WRITE, for my own sanity, haha. If the 10 spots fill up before all the prompts do, I’ll be closing requests to read and only taking writer sign-ups.

Some minor rules before we get to the prompts:

You do not have to be following me to participate, since I’m only just starting in the Marvel fandom, but I’d love it if you did!

It can be fluff, smut, angst, crack, or any combination of the four, Supernatural or Marvel. No ships please, for this one. Whatever you choose to write, please make sure you use proper warnings. :)

There is no minimum or maximum word count. But, if it’s over 500 words, you need to use a keep reading, or I won’t reblog it.

The due date for this challenge is Tuesday, June 30, because I want to give everyone plenty of time. If you need an extension between now and then, though, that is totally fine! Just send me a message and let me know. As long as you communicate with me, I’m flexible! Full disclosure, I very probably won’t get all my fics written and posted by the deadline, especially if I’m doing all 10, but I’ll get them out as quickly as possible. :)

When you post your fic, please tag me in the A/N so I see it and mention that it’s for my Writer + Reader Challenge. If, for some reason, I haven’t liked your post within 48 hours, just shoot me a message with the link. I will reblog and leave feedback on every single fic.

Okay, now to the fun part- the prompts! Just jump down here:

Disclaimer: I did not come up with these prompts. I took them from a prompt list by @wegunnateachemhowtosaygoodbye that can be found here. I want to give full credit, so you all know I’m not stealing anything, because this creative genius was not mine.

“Am I supposed to be scared of you?”

“Before I do this, I need you to know that I have always loved you.”  WRITTEN BY ME! requested by @adventureisoutthere98​ Bucky x Reader

“BOOM! That oughta show you not to mess with me!”

“Crocs? Who hurt you so much in this life?”

“Damn. You clean up good.” 

“Delete that immediately.” @deans-baby-momma​ Dean x Reader

“Did I just say that out loud?”

“Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?” WRITTEN BY ME! requested by @foxyjwls007​ Dean x Reader

“Either ask her out or I will do it for you!” @hardcoresupernatural​ Dean x Reader

“Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.” @allandoflimbo​ Bucky x Reader

“Game’s over you son of a bitch! Tell me where she is!” @supernaturallymarvellous​ Steve x Reader

“Go on then, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.” @wi-deangirl77​

“I am not losing you again!” WRITTEN BY ME! requested by @deans-baby-momma​ for either Winchester

“I beat you at Mario Kart and now you’re banishing me to the couch for the night?” WRITTEN BY ME! requested by @spngeek7983​ Dean x Reader

“I came home to a Nerf gun on the front porch and a note that says ‘Here is your weapon. I have one too. Loser cooks dinner. Good luck. xo’” @princessmisery666​ Steve x Reader

“I can’t explain right now, but I need you to trust me.” @atc74​ Lee Webb x Reader

“I can’t get you out of my head.” @softboibarnes​ Bucky x Reader

“I don’t snore, do I?” “Like a chainsaw.” @wayward-and-worn​ Dean x Reader

“I had a nightmare about you and just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” @devotedwaywardangel​ Sam Wilson x Reader

“I love you. I’ve loved you since the moment I first laid eyes on you and – Oh, screw it!” @fk12b​ Loki x WinchesterReader

“I saw you staring at each other, I just wasn’t sure if it was sexual tension or murderous rage.” @katymacsupernatural​ Dean x Reader

"I see the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking.” @cap-winter-barnes​ Dean x Reader

“I’m like 20% sure this plan will work. The other 80% means we could die horribly and violently, but honestly it’s a really solid plan.” @hannahindie​

“I swear if you weren’t so attractive, I’d have punched you in the face nine times by now.”

“I’ll sleep under the sheets, you sleep on top of them.”  @herfalsegod​ Dean x Reader

“I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend.” WRITTEN BY ME! requested by @deanwanddamons​ for Dean x Reader

"I’m sorry, what were you saying? I keep getting lost in your eyes.” @pinknerdpanda​ Steve x Reader

“I’ve been in love with you my entire life.” @carryonmywaywardcaptain​ Dean x Reader

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before… and it scares the shit out of me.” @wingedcatninja​ Dean x OFC

“If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.”

“Is… that my picture in your wallet/as your home screen?” @arrowsandmixtapes​ Clint x Reader

“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

“Mind if I cut in?” @waywardbaby Dean x Reader

“Oh, my God! You’re in love with her!” WRITTEN BY ME! requested by @adoptdontshoppets​ Dean x Reader

“Please, take me instead!”

“Remember our first date? When you took me to Starbucks and it took me 15 minutes just to choose a flavour of Frappuccino? I was never sure about anything, never. But I was so fucking sure about you!”

“Shit, are you bleeding?!”

“Since when do you drive a motorcycle?” 

“So, I found this waterfall…” 

“Stop taking pictures! I’m fucking stuck. Be useful and help me!!” @cleighwrites​ Dean x Reader

“Stop talking about love for a minute and help me with this bullet wound.” @deanwinchesterswitch​ Dean x OFC

“Teach me how to play?” WRITTEN BY ME! requested by @dolphincliffs​ for Dean x Reader

“The skirt is supposed to be this short.” @thoughtslikeaminefield​ Dean x Reader

“This is by far the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.” 

“Twins? We’re…we’re having twins?!” @kickingitwithkirk​ Dean x OFC

“We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”

“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” WRITTEN BY ME! requested by @dean-winchesters-bacon​ Dean x Reader

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.” @waywardnerd67​ Dean x Reader

“You’re my one exception.” WRITTEN BY ME! requested by @hannahindie​ for Bucky x Reader.

“You’ve only heard his side of the story. You never asked mine.”

[supernaturalwolf]

Hotch: what did you do ?

Winchester!Reader: what did I not do is the question.

Hotch: you have three stab wounds!

Winchester!Reader: three? Oh pft that’s child’s play

[supernaturalwolf]

Y/n: with stiles it’s always “Lydia Lydia Lydia-”

Isaac: can’t relate because for me it’s always “you you you.”

Y/n: You? That’s a stupid name …

Isaac: … I don’t know why I like you.

Y/n: maybe it’s because of the name -

[supernaturalwolf]

Stiles: okay so one of us has to be here with a chance of getting eaten while the other goes to find what we need

Scott: *looks at reader and places a fist in the palm of his other hand*

Winchester!Reader: *looks at Scott and places a fist in the palm of their other hand*

Stiles: what are you two-

Scott and Winchester!Reader: Rock, paper, scissors

(Based on this lovely scene)

[supernaturalwolf]

“You know there’s at least one gay sibling out of three kids?”

Dean: 😐

Sam: well it’s not me

Y/n: OKAY SO WHAT IF LYDIA MARTIN LOOKS KISSABLE!? I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT -

Adam: sorry I’m late guys-

Y/n: YOU ARE GAYYUH

[supernaturalwolf]

Stiles: I think I’m falling in love with you -

Y/n who made a deal with a demon days ago to save his ass:

[supernaturalwolf]

𝐀 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬?

(Rough draft????? Spelling errors and bad grammar expected)

“Listen Dean-” She spoke up but was soon cut off by her lovely, yet strict, brother as they strolled up to the high school

“What did I say?” He looked at her once he parked giving her a stare down as she rolled her eye before gesturing towards Sam to say something but he just gave her a shrug making her roll her eyes “Always carry a weapon, don’t accept drinks from anyone, and stay alert—“

“And?-” his tone shifted making her look at him unamused

“Never accept candy from a stranger?” She said plainly making her other older brother Sam laugh in which caused Dean to roll his eyes

”haha funny, you know what I mean-“

“Yeah no, I’m gonna be late” She scoffed as she gathered her things and opening the door, she knew what he meant but she wasn’t going to say it, she wasn’t 15 anymore.

“What he means is that we just want you to be as safe as possible being away from us” Sam spoke up before Dean had a chance to rant again, looking back at her with a small smile

”I know and I will be…you gotta trust me if I’m staying here by myself okay?” She looked towards Dean more than Sam, she knows Sam cares about her just as much as Dean but clearly one of them is hesitant to let her go alone, that much was evident

After a long pause Dean let out a sigh “Fine, but remember -”

“To call I know…” She smiled at him making him give her a small one in return nodding as he did

“I’ll be safe I promise…”

“Good…”

After speaking with the boys a little longer she managed to finally escape the car and into the school and as you probably guessed it she was a little late, though oddly enough she remembers the school layout from years ago, she eventually finds the classroom and walked in with a smile not noticing her two best friends nearly shooting up from their seats when she was introduced

“Ah miss Warren, first day back and you’re still late…”

Stiles and Scott looked at each other in shock before looking forward back at her, their best friend was back???

[supernaturalwolf]

Criminal minds x Winchester Reader sounds so good but you are not ready to hear that 🫡

[supernaturalwolf]

The way I want to absolutely COOK with the “she fell first but he fell harder” TROPE SO BAD

The idea is giving friends to lovers and star crossed lovers at the same time

[supernaturalwolf]

Still working out on the prologue??? First chapter ???

But I wanted to give you some clarity about the reader

Timeline issues:

I am aware of the iffy timeline as the reader is the little sibling of Sam and Dean so there’s obviously some adjustments to be made but not entirely changing any of the story it’s still going to be the same overall

How she met the boys:

The reader has been to beacon hills before with John dropping her off to do his work in the town as she stayed with someone and went to beacon hills school where she had met Scott and Stiles becoming close with them, however, things had to come to an end when she and John left abruptly without saying a word other than notifying the school about her sudden leave. Leaving the boys confused on why she had left suddenly only after being there for a month or two.

The fake last name:

I gave her a fake last name because it’s known for the Winchesters to go by different aliases and being called a Winchester off the bat would point her out too soon, yes this will create conflict and yes that’s the purpose, she wants to keep her hunter life away from her friends although things don’t go the way she had thought.

Will I involve angels and demons?:

The short answer would be not in the way you think, I can involve them but it’s not going to be a conflict with the entire group, she’s most likely to deal with demons and angels by herself to keep up the secrecy until well a certain yellow eyed demon shows up but that’s still undecided due to timeline issues. But again who knows I could change my mind later on.

Daddy issues ?:

Major. Just like her brothers most of the inner conflict revolves around her dad and how she was raised making it cause issues between the characters.

Love interest or platonic?:

The main love interest that I had in mind for this story was going to be Stiles! Scott I was on and off with because it would be a pretty good plot involving the two of them, not only a hunter but a Winchester falling in love with a werewolf? Oh boy that just screams conflict.

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If there’s any questions don’t be afraid to ask! :)

[supernaturalwolf]

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“Holy shit -”

“I know crazy right the guy with asthma-”

“Holy fucking christ”

“That’s what I thought when I found out but didn’t say it-”

“We’re fucked-”

“I wouldn’t say that-”

They’re fucked

So absolutely fucked

And they almost shot him

[supernaturalwolf]

𝑨𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑫 𝑪𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑺 𝑰𝑵 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻

𝑭𝑰𝑪 𝑺𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑰𝑭𝒀 𝑷𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻

𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑳𝑶𝑮𝑼𝑬