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[yetanotherreader]

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Genre: College AU

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Y/N Y/L/N, Slight Dean x Lisa

Summary: The school's most popular boy wants to be friends with Y/N, out of the blue. It definitely doesn't have anything to do with her hot best friend, though.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6(1)

Chapter 6(2)

Chapter 7

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[wndamaximov]

i never stopped loving you

my writing

Request: Hey! Could you do a shot with Dean, where Dean pushes the reader away by making it look like he cheated tho he didn't (cuz he knows she won't leave him because of his self doubts) and when a couple years later they meet, reader pretends like they're strangers, talks to him all business. Dean loves her and is hurt, regrets pushing her away and she loves him too but is very self conscious now so she carries the idc-attitude? Emotional but happy ending please? (Reader and Sam are besties too?)😅

Requested by: anon

Words: 871

Warnings: angst, cheating, brief mentions of violence, and overall dean being an idiot

A/N: written for @foreverwayward​‘s writing challenge too- prompt highlighted in bold. the song mentioned in the fic is lady, by styx

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Lake George, a small town in New York. A wendigo had brought him there, and love made him leave. Whenever Dean closed his eyes, he was brought back to the moment he had watched the love leave your eyes. He knew it was wrong, to trick her like that, but she wouldn’t have left him otherwise. And now he was back.

It looked exactly like he remembered. The only thing different was him. He was older and scarred from countless battles, and getting ready to fight another. A possible vengeful spirit, and if not, then he would leave town faster than you could say, “Let’s get the hell outta Dodge.”

In a perfect world, he could’ve gone the entire time without ever seeing her.

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As y/n saw him enter, she could feel her heart stop. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to get the image out of her mind, but it screamed at her, burning it into her eyelids. Dean with a man. With a man. In bed. Doing-

Pressing her nails into her palm, she willed the memory away, focusing on the pain instead. Then, she put on a smile, as if nothing had ever happened.

They- Sammy trailing behind- walked up to the counter with a handful of supplies.

“Hey Sam!” She walked out from behind the counter to give him a hug, deliberately ignoring his brother standing awkwardly beside them. “It’s been a long time.”

“Yeah, it has. So, how’ve you been?” 

She walked back behind the register with Sam’s things in her hands, and began to scan them. “Good- great, in fact. You here for those missing kids?” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Dean making an escape. Good riddance.

“Unfortunately, yeah. Can you tell us anything?”

Y/n shook her head. “I wish I could help, Sammy.”

“That’s alright.” He paid, then picked up his things from the counter. As he turned around to walk away, he called back, “You take care!”

“You too,” y/n whispered, burying her head in her arms.

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“You could’ve at least said hi.”

Dean slammed the door to the Impala, not paying attention to him.

“C’mon Dean, you know I’m-”

“And said what, Sammy? Huh?” Sam stared at him blankly, and so he continued. “Hi, I’m sorry for cheating on you y/n, but you know what? I did it for you, ‘cuz Iove you, and I never stopped loving you. Friends?”

Sam shook his head. “Just drive.”

Dean jammed the keys into the ignition and turned the volume on the radio all the way up before slamming his foot down on the gas.

Lady, when you're with me I'm smiling Give me all your love Your hands build me up when I'm sinking Touch me and my troubles all fade Lady, from the moment I saw you Standing all alone You gave all the love that I needed-

He turned the radio off.

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Dean was an idiot. He’d gotten hurt, bad. Sam looked at him, sleeping peacefully surrounded by tubes and monitors, and wondered what on God’s earth persuaded him to do what he did to y/n.

Just as if summoned, y/n burst through the door. 

“Where is he? Is he alright?”

Sam pointed at the bed, then said, “He’s sleeping right now. He’ll survive, but he’ll have to walk with crutches for a while. He got stabbed in the stomach too, and the doctors said that’ll make it harder to walk, for a while, at least.”

“He’s an idiot.”

“Yeah, he is.”

They sat on the chairs beside his bed in silence for a while, y/n leaning her head on Sam’s shoulder.

“Do you know why he did it?” y/n asked suddenly.

She didn’t need to clarify for Sammy to understand. “Because he loves you. He wanted to protect you from seeing him like, well, like he is now.”

“Well, that failed spectacularly then.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, it did.”

Just then, Dean stirred. Y/n jumped up and went to his side.

Sam took the opportunity to say, “I guess I’ll leave you two alone.”

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Dean woke up to y/n gently running her fingers through his hair. He shifted, and she leaped up, startled.

“I-I-I was just leaving, sorry-”

“Wait no- stay. Please.”

She sat back down.

“I’m sorry that I did what I did.”

“It’s okay. Sammy explained everything.” She held his hand and kissed him on the forehead.

“‘Course he did. Dude always steals my thunder.”

“You gonna be alright?” she asked, gesturing towards his injuries.

“It’s just a flesh wound. I’ll be fine.”

“Good. Well, I’d better get going.” She got up and walked towards the exit.

“Already? No good-bye kiss?”

“I don’t think I’m ready for that yet, Dean. You broke my heart remember?”

“I never stopped loving you, you know.”

“I know.” She smiled softly and closed the door behind her. Dean listened to her footsteps for as long as he could as she walked away and stared at the ceiling, letting the memories wash over him and the drugs from the plastic tubes carry him into sleep.

Lady of the morning, Love shines in your eyes. Sparkling, clear, and lovely, You're my lady...

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@yetanotherreader​ responded to your post:

im sorry for being a terrible reader and not commenting on other chapters but i just couldn’t stop reading. this was really really good. oh my god the emotions, the drama kept me hooked. Thank you for writing this!

You’re not a terrible reader. It makes me happy to know you got that wrapped up in my story, and hey, you did comment. That’s the important part.

I am immensely proud of this story. The idea of turning it into a novel someday is still something I’m still toying with. A lot of work went into this. Hundreds of hours and dozens of drafts. Knowing people are enjoying it so much makes it worth it. Thank you for reading. I hope you’ll stick around for more writing in the future.

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Useful—1

Genre: College AU

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Y/N, a pinch of Lisa sprinkled in.

Summary: The school's most popular boy wants to be friends with Y/N, out of the blue. It definitely doesn't have anything to do with her hot best friend, though.

Word Count(for the chapter): 1,494

Warnings (for the chapter): Nothing as such. Slightest language?

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Chapter-1

Good girls always fall for bad boys.

Now, did they? At least, that's how the legend went. All your life, it was exactly what you had read in those books you carried in your bag. And they were the reason you were starting to believe this pointless theory. Or was it your irresistible attraction towards that leather-jacketed classmate of yours? Obviously, the former. You weren't falling for him of all the guys. And you weren't exactly the good types, were you? 

"Y/N!" You heard your friend call from behind, "You up for tonight's party at Jo's?

"Jo? I thought you hated her?" You raised your brow in your friend's direction, continuing your walk down the hallway.

"Nooo, why would I hate that beautiful babe?" 

"Lisa," deadpanning, you continued, "Cut the crap."

Lisa smiled at you cheekily, squinting her eyes and you obviously got the sign.

"Boys" You said with the roll of your eyes, whilst she echoed simultaneously with an excited squeal. Shaking your head, you smiled at her excitement, whilst she continued to grin your way adorably. At least someone's looking forward to living their life.

You and Lisa were totally different, to the extent it got you thinking about how you were even friends in the first place. She was one of the most popular girls of the college, whilst you were a hidden hermit. She loved partying and drinking, whilst you made excuses to stay home and read one of those fanfictions they wrote. Not that you got a lot of invitations, but ever since you started hanging out with Lisa, they were more. It was uncomfortable at first, and quite frankly, it still was. You weren't used to it—the attention, so many people around you, people talking to you. Although before you met Lisa, you felt way lonelier than you'd ever like to admit, you still sometimes missed the calm in it. But again, you did you. You still ditched parties for books, still said no to drunk boys, still wore baggy hoodies and Potter glasses, and still ate street food. Uncool? Fair enough. Uncool it is, then.

"So, you coming?" She tugged at your backpack just as you were making your way into the class.

"No"

"Please"

"No"

"Y/N"

"No"

"Today's food on me"

"Yes"

"Yee!" She squealed and hugged you, locking your hands to your body, as you froze in your place. You really did like to maintain that reputation of the tough, unaffectionate girl you had among the few people you talked to.

"Yeah, yeah. It's the free food." With a fake scowl, you went in the lecture hall, as she made her way to hers.

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It was a rather boring lecture, and you would sell your soul to bunk the other one scheduled after the break. All you did during the whole class was scroll down your Instagram feed, or Tumblr checking for another part of the fanfiction you were currently reading. Hunters. How cool was that! You lived to read such fantasies, or who knew if they existed in real life too.

"Didn't take you for the one to use your phone during the class." You looked up to see him, and tried your hardest not to gawk at his entire confident demeanor. Leather jacket, spiky short blonde-ish brown hair, green eyes and—were they...freckles?

You cleared your throat locking your phone, "Didn't take you for the one to talk to unpopular girls during the break, either." 

A smirk started to grace his lips as you quickly averted your gaze back to your phone, unlocking it and scrolling through the posts again.

"Ah! That hurt," he mocked hurt as you found yourself resisting a smile at his antics, "Did I see a smile there, and can I sit?" He smiled to himself.

"No," You said with a roll of your eyes shifting to the seat next to the wall, "So what brings you here, Winchester?"

"Low attendance," He chuckled to himself but it subsided soon, clearing his throat, as he heard no laugh from your side, "Sorry, wasn't funny." 

"No it was, I'm just trying not to laugh." You said, the bored expression not leaving your face, as you again turned back to your phone, just before it was snatched from your hands.

"First, it's very rude to use your phone when someone's talking to you," He smiled in return to the glare you threw his way, "And second, Y/N, I've come here to be friends with you.

Now that piqued your interest, as you raised your right brow at him, "No, I mean it. I'm buddies with everyone in the class but you. The only time we ever talked was back during the first year, and it didn't quite end well."

"Sweets. Tempting but no," You gave the freckled man in front of you a tight lipped smile, "Winchester, what kinda bet you at, this time?" You said nonchalantly, definitely not believing a word of what he was asking for.

"No bet, I promise! I genuinely want to know you." And he thought you'd believe him, didn't he? As if.

"Guess what, Dean?" You smiled at him sweetly, as he started to grin, "Buzz off, not before giving me my phone back."

His grin faltered midway as he sighed, "You really are a hardhead, are you not?" He handed you over the phone and walked out of the hall.

Well, wow.. that was weird.

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Dean knew it wasn't going to be an easy task. She wasn't a soft nut to crack. Not that he had expected her to just believe him like that. He wasn't joking when he said that their first encounter wasn't the most pleasant one. A bet. That's what it was.

New to college, he knew he needed to make a reputation to survive those four years. He couldn't go down on his first day, after all. He wasn't going to. And as his seniors dared him to throw the next student out of the door into the pool, he did. He was very hesitant, he knew it was bullying and he sure wasn't in favor of that but he also knew that if he didn't, they'll make the next three years of his life hell. He had no other choice.

That's when she walked out of the class—baggy sweater, round glasses, reading a book, your typical nerd. Her appearance just made him more guilty for what he was about to do next, she was too innocent to be a part of any of this. Other bullies of the school would just make her college years a living hell after today, if he did that- when he did that. Although, he was determined he wouldn't let anyone near her after today, it did little to no good easing his guilt.

Next thing he knew was that she was scooped up in his arms, her book on the floor, deep Y/E/C wide orbs staring back into his apologetic ones and her arms tight around his neck as if to make sure she wouldn't fall down—oh boy, only if she knew—and splash!

It was all a matter of seconds when he realized she was struggling to keep up on the surface, "The bet's over, I won!" He yelled at the couple of boys and three girls laughing behind him as he jumped into the pool to save the tiny bean.

"Look I'm sorry, I know it was an ass move but you gotta believe me, I didn't mean any of it. It was a bet, I mea-" He looked at her still baffled expressions, as she tried to regulate her breathing, "Are you okay?"

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" His eyes all but widened at the unexpected not-just-an-outburst but a hard slap to his face.

Turns out, she didn't need all that saving after all.

He chuckled at the memory. It's been three years, and they were still not friends. Gosh, what did he not do after that. Passed her sorry notes, apologized to her in person, waited for her outside her classrooms and even sneaked into her dorm earning an earful from the warden. Oh, Y/N still didn't know about the dorm one, not that she ever would. Finally, after all those efforts she sure forgave him, but they decided that they won't talk ever again. 

And they didn't.

It wasn't that he never wanted to. He did, he really did. Y/N really intrigued him, to the point he found himself staring at her just to study her, in hopes to look past the mysterious aura she carried. If he didn't know better, he would have thought he had a crazy crush on the girl. 

Right then, though, he hoped she came to Jo's party that evening, and he sure as hell hoped he could get some help winning over the beautiful girl he had gotten a crush on.

Lisa. 

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Chapter 2

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A/N: Wellllll. I tried my luck again. I don't know how it turned out but ah. So it will have more parts, so if anybody of you wanna get tagged, send me an ask or reblog it with your comment. Feedback is really appreciated, so I can know if I should continue or not. Love❤️

Tags: @bi-danvers0

[yetanotherreader]

I was so excited for chapter 6 and the two parts you posted were amazing. I love how you’re developing their relationship and making it real :) excited for the rest

thank you so much. comments like yours keep me going. i'm so glad you can feel the development of them both 🤭❤️

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[wndamaximov]

As a pair. And what if like Dean has Bucky try a pumpkin spices latte? Its the spirit of the season, after all

my writing

warnings: fluff

a/n: i’m not really sure if i was able to properly portray this ship, but i hope you like it!!

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“C’mon, I bought it for you, you’ve at least gotta take a sip!”

Bucky looked in dismay at the drink in front of him. It was brown with a hint of orange, whipped cream swirled on top with a dusting of a brown powder he assumed was pumpkin spice.

“Y’know, back in my day, pumpkins were only used as jack-o-lanterns and in pie.”��

Dean let his mind drift off a second to think about pie, before responding. “Well, humanity’s evolved since then. Did you know that there are 65 pumpkin spice flavored products? It doesn’t just come in a latte.”

Bucky ignored him and bent his head down, tentatively sniffing the drink. “Well, here goes nothing.”

He heard Dean say, “Attaboy, down the hatch,” before he raised the cup to his lips, letting the liquid trickle down his throat.

It was quite a comforting feeling, really- it warmed his body, everywhere it went, all the way down to the bottom of his stomach. He took another sip, this time letting the flavors swirl around his mouth, allowing them time to register. 

“Vanilla, cinnamon, nutmeg, and clove… and just a hint of pumpkin? It’s actually not that bad.”

“See? I have great taste.”

“Mhm,” Bucky said, looking away from his drink and at his boyfriend. “Anyways, can we cross that off the list?”

“Yeah, I guess so. Next up is watching All Saint’s Day.”

“Can’t wait.”

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[wndamaximov]

Posting Schedule

August 19 to September 3

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Monday, August 19

Natasha Romanoff

Summary: After joining the Avengers, you immediately felt at home with all of them- except for Natasha, and she wants to get to the bottom of why.

Tuesday, August 20

Carol Danvers

Summary: Skinny dipping under the light of the moon with Carol during the summer camping trip while the rest of the group is asleep.

Friday, August 23

Of Love and Secrets Part 4

Sunday, August 25

Dean Winchester

Summary: After you find a stray dog after a hunt, it’s up to you to find a way to get Dean to let you keep it.

Monday, August 26

Iron Dad

Summary: 

Tuesday, August 27

Peter Parker

Summary: Peter tries to ask you on a date, after admiring you from afar for ages.

Friday, August 30

Of Love and Secrets Part 5

Sunday, September 1

Wanda Maximoff

Summary: Wanda takes you stargazing to show off her extensive knowledge of space.

Monday, September 2

Steve Rogers

Summary: Having a summer picnic with Steve at the park with watermelon, hot dogs, and lemonade.

Tuesday, September 3

Carol Danvers

Summary: Playing in the warm summer rain with Carol after being caught in a storm, realizing playing in it is more fun than fleeing from it.

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