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How do you hold a baby?!

Dean and Cass were at the museum with baby Jack, analyzing the paintings and sculptures. Baby Jack murmured to one painting. “Oh you liked that one, buddy?” Dean said, lifting Jack on the air, helping him to see the painting. Cas stared at Dean, incredulous. “Dean. That’s not how you hold a baby to see a painting.” Cass said in his sternly voice. “What?! Of course it it’s, as long as he can see it, it’s fine.”

creds to RyanSemegran on twitter.

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king hargrove — b. hargrove

summary: billy never saw himself as a dad, but he’d never trade his two little girls for anything— even when they ask him to dress up like a princess and have a tea party with them.

warnings: tooth-rooting fluff. like eating two bags of cotton candy and chasing it with a 72 oz. big gulp soda at the state fair. brief mentions of billy’s upbringing (not detailed). bee’s full name is beatrice but she’s called bee. oh and a mention of mechanic!billy. no use of “y/n”. first fic i’ve written and actually finished in…months? i think?? that’s about it really.

pairings: billy hargrove x fem/mom!reader

word count: 1.7k

author’s note: i told y’all motherfuckers i was gonna give billy something happy, and here it is!! it’s the most i’ve written in about two weeks and y’all can thank this lovely goon: @bookshelf-dust for that. anyway, as always likes and reblogs (especially reblogs) are greatly appreciated, i just ask that you DO NOT copy and repost my writing and claim it as your own!! — xo, morgan🖤

Billy Hargrove was many things. A bad influence, a womanizer, some might even say an antagonizer, of sorts. And while he’d agree to being all of those things before he met you, if someone would’ve told him that he’d become the father to a little girl in the spring of 1989, and then again in the summer of 1991, he would’ve told them they were crazy.

But now as he sat at the ridiculously small white dining table set, on the floor with his legs outstretched rather than in one of the dainty chairs that he was sure would crumble under his weight, he was certain that he wouldn’t trade this life for anything.

“Daddy, you gotta wear it.” Bee, your youngest daughter, had shoved a pink feather boa at him, making him jump back.

“Pleeeease? And this?” Juno, your eldest daughter had asked, holding a tiny plastic tiara out to him, “pretty please?”

“Okay okay.” Billy held his hands up, finally accepting defeat before letting Juno place the tiara on his head as he took the boa, wrapping the feathered accessory around his neck, then smiling for his girls.

Lord, if the guys at the mechanic shop knew about this, they’d never stop giving him hell over it.

“You look pretty.” Juno giggled at him as she pretended to pour two cups of tea.

“Pretty, huh?” Billy chuckled, “I don’t think the pink goes with my shirt.” He tugged at the material of his dark red shirt, showing how it contrasted.

“Oh well.” Bee shrugged, “gotta wear it.”

“Bossy.” Billy couldn’t help but laugh at the miniature version of himself, but if anyone asked where Bee got it from, he’d say it was from you.

“Get it from my daddy.” Bee didn’t miss a beat with her response, further showing just how much she was like her dad. All Billy could do was smile to himself, knowing that she was right.

Before he knew it, Juno had offered him an empty teacup, and he’d be damned if he turned it down. The floral patterned cup was abnormally tiny in his hand, but he still brought it up to his lips, pretending to take a drink.

“Pinky up.” Juno was quick to correct him, wiggling her tiny pinky at him.

At first, Billy looked confused. Why did he need to have his pinky up?

He felt Bee’s little hand grab at his, trying her hardest to raise his pinky.

“You’ve gotta put your pinky up, daddy.” She tried to pry his pinky from the tiny cup handle, giggling as Billy fought back with her.

“Daddy!” She whined, pouting at him. It didn’t take much for Bee to get her way. All she had to do was get those big ocean blue eyes a little misty, and she’d convince anyone to get her whatever she wanted— mostly her dad and her uncle Steve.

“Alright, alright.” Billy raised his pinky, waving it at Bee, “better?”

Bee simply nodded, appeased with her dad’s actions as she sipped her fake-tea.

You’d been carrying a basket full of laundry when you’d heard the giggling coming from the girls’ room. Instead of going on your way to the laundry room, you’d stopped just out of sight, leaning against the wall beside the doorway to listen in. Though you had to admit, seeing Billy in a tiara was quite the spectacle.

“You’re the king of the castle!” Juno exclaimed, quickly jumping up from the wooden chair to twirl around, her yellow polka-dot skirt twisting around her, the sleeves of her white blouse flowing from the small breeze she’d created.

“Is that so?” Billy watched as Bee joined in with her sister, both of them twirling around the table, skipping and jumping over their scattered toys.

“Mhm.” Bee agreed, “you’re the king. The king makes the rules.”

“I dunno about that, kiddo.” Billy snorted, “I would say I’m pretty influential around here though.”

“Infuwentual?” Bee stopped in her tracks, a bewildered look on her face. She struggled with the word, but Billy had quickly realized his mistake by using a big word.

“Influential.” He gently corrected her, “it means that daddy’s got a lot to do and say with what happens around here.”

Bee nodded, seemingly understanding the meaning of the new word. “So you make all the rules?”

“Not necessarily, babygirl.” Billy shook his head, smiling. “I do get to help make them though.”

“That doesn’t sound fun.” Bee crossed her arms, expressing that she didn’t agree with that decision— or whoever made it. Clearly an attitude she’d picked up from her father.

You smiled to yourself at that. Of course you and Billy made the rules together, and it was a very delicate balance of give and take between the two of you. But if your little girl could have it her way, she’d be running the world in no longer than two weeks’ time.

“But that’s how the world works, Bee.” Billy shrugged, “what can you do?”

Bee sat for a moment, seemingly contemplating her choices. Finally she spoke, and her little voice carried so much certainty with it, that even you were sure you’d let her have whatever she demanded. “Become the queen.”

“You wanna become the queen, is that right?” Billy couldn’t believe what he was hearing, feigning shock.

Bee nodded proudly, her plastic tiara nearly falling from her head.

“Well, you’ve gotta be a princess for now.” Billy had made it fairly obvious that he could match his daughter’s sass, “you do such a good job at that already.” He adjusted her tiara, making sure it was straight again.

“‘Course I do.” Bee sounded almost offended, “I am the princess.” She annunciated the word, only to add emphasis.

“Yeah, the mean princess.” Juno stuck her tongue out at her younger sister, knowing that Bee would retaliate.

“How rude!” Bee tossed one of the little building blocks at Juno, pouting.

“Meanie.” Juno threw a block back at her, which Billy had caught with astonishingly quick reflexes, making both of his daughters’ eyes widen.

“Girls.” Billy’s voice was firm, yet gentle with them, “that’s enough.”

“Sorry…” both girls mumbled, afraid to even look at each other.

“Neither of you are in trouble.” Billy felt the need to clarify, as he always felt like the bad guy when he had to scold them, “you just can’t call each other names and be mean to each other.”

The girls nodded in unison, showing that they understood the ground rules.

Since Billy had become a father, he’d become more gentle and less abrasive. He’d never once yelled at either of your girls, choosing to raise them with the kind of gentleness and unconditional love that you’d find in a family movie— the kind of home that Billy wasn’t lucky enough to have growing up.

He’d be damned if he didn’t give his little girls the best life they could possibly have though. Juno was the surprise baby, and sure money got tight at times, but he always worked extra shifts and overtime to make sure she had everything she needed and wanted. Then when Bee came along, Billy had been promoted to assistant manager, which came with a nice paycheck every week that was more than enough to support your little family.

Instead of continuing on to the laundry room, you decided instead to turn on your heel, heading back to the living room with a bright, almost dopey smile on your face from witnessing possibly the sweetest thing you’d ever seen. You set the basket of laundry down on the couch, making your way to the kitchen where you began to prepare dinner.

After about twenty minutes, Billy had gotten himself out of the princess tea party by claiming that he had ‘kingly duties’ to attend to, and while the girls were upset over it, they allowed him to leave.

“Mmm,” Billy hummed as he approached you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, then he inhaled the aroma of the kitchen, “whatcha making?”

“Spaghetti.” You responded with a giggle, “or as Bee calls it, ‘pasghetti’.”

“She’ll get it eventually.” Billy chuckled, “she’s got her mama’s brains for sure.”

“And your attitude.” You laughed, scrunching your nose, “what a killer combo.”

“Tell me about it.” Billy grinned, pressing a kiss to the soft skin of your neck.

“William.” You scolded him, giggling as you shimmied out of his grasp, “not here.”

Before Billy could even put some space between the two of you, Juno and Bee had come barreling down the stairs, stopping just at the threshold between the kitchen and living room.

“Can we have ice cream for dinner?” They both asked, their puppy dog eyes on full display.

You looked at Billy, a brow arched as you continued to stir the pasta noodles.

“Don’t look at me.” Billy held his hands up, shaking his head, giving you that million-dollar smile of his, “I didn’t tell them they could”.

“But you’re the king!” Bee shouted, the anticipation was clear in her voice.

“And if the king says we can have ice cream for dinner…” Juno trailed off, looking up at her dad.

“I may be the king, but mama’s the queen. What she says goes around here.” Billy leaned over to press a kiss to your temple, knowing that the girls wouldn’t even try to argue with you over it. “Even I can’t get her to change her mind.”

Juno sulked, padding over to her chair at the table, seemingly having accepted defeat.

Bee took a big whiff of the air, then smiled. “Mama, is that pasghetti?”

“It is spaghetti”. You gently corrected, knowing she still wouldn’t say it right anyway. “Go sit at the table with your sister and I’ll make you a plate.”

“Okay.” She chirped, nearly sprinting to the dining table, taking the seat right next to Juno.

Billy watched as the girls chatted amongst themselves, their senseless babbling making his chest swell with pride and an almost overwhelming sense of joy. Everything he never knew he needed was right in front of him, and he wouldn’t trade it for the anything. He leaned back against the counter, his arms crossed over his chest as he felt that warm sense of comfort wash over him that he’d been waiting years for.

Seeing the opportunity to tease your husband, you took it without so much as a second thought, though you kept your focus on making dinner.

“You may be the king, but you make a pretty princess too.”

Billy’s eyes darted over to you, and he smirked to himself. He knew that arguing was pointless, because the queen was always right.

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Such a mess for me. Sam Winchester x F!Reader

Sub!Sam x Dom! Reader | Dom!Sam x Sub!Reader

Summary: Sam Winchester is a total bitch when it comes to you. But only him can make you feel the way you do.

Warnings: Belly punching, sex, sex mentions, cussing, f and m masturbation, nicknames, aftercare

Requests on the comments.

Word count: 1893

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You were busy doing college stuff, finishing your papers and past assignments. Sam was showering upstairs, so you figured you'd have some free time to finish your work. When you least expected it, the boy came downstairs with a towel tied around his waist. Sammy's hips twitched as he walked. Looking a lot like a whore. You shook your head in denial. The giant reached behind you, groping your shoulders in a slow massage. “I thought I would have your attention today." The older one said slyly. "I have to finish my assignments, Sammy." You said without taking your eyes off your notebook. "You can do that later, I am more important." He said closing the notebook. You looked at him immediately, you were serious. The boy therefore had a sweet smile on his face. "I know what you're trying to do, Samuel. And it won't work." You said firmly as you opened your notebook again. He rolled his eyes whimperingly and sat down on the other side of the table. The towel came down from his hips, resting only on his thighs. You knew how needy Samuel was. He never had contact with his mother, which made him more needy and thirsty for you. You thought it was wrong that he saw you as a mother figure, but deep down...you liked having authority over the giant. Sammy was a real brat when it comes to attention. He spent all week hunting with his older brother while you stayed at college. Not to mention the fact that Samuel was very jealous. He was terribly afraid of being dumped or losing you, so he took care of you as much as he could. You helped each other. Sammy with mommy issues and you with daddy issues. Interesting, no? Sam hated your father, for everything he did and said to you. To avoid bigger problems, you decided to move. Almost to the middle of nowhere together with the giant. He loved the idea, because he said that you would be able to do whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted.

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The boy groped his dick, moaning and looking at you. That disconcerted you, you crossed your legs and squeezed them, trying to avoid the friction of your thighs. Sam laughed as soon as he noticed. "Even you can't do without me. Leave your projects behind. Come be my little slut." He said breathlessly. "No. I told you to stop, didn't I?" You said, rising from your chair. The boy's eyes softened as soon as you stood up. Now he was staring at you with doe eyes. You had your eyes locked on the boy. He had touched himself just by looking at you and already looked so weak. "Stay there." You ordered as you walked up to the bedroom. You took one of Samuel's belts from the drawer and went back downstairs.

The boy followed you with his eyes. “I'm the one who should tie you up now and make you take my dick right down in your throat." He said, with attitude. “Shut up Samuel." You said holding the boy's face. You brought the boy's arms together, tying the belt around his wrists. You ran your hand over Samuel's dick, which throbbed. “Mhm. Y/n..." He said denying himself. "Give yourself to me, baby. Don't deny yourself to be a dirty slut for me." You said hoarsely and the boy threw his head back in small moans. “P-please. Touch me." He said looking at you again. A rutting smile formed on your face. You masturbated him for a few seconds, with little pauses. Sam was already whimpering and trembling in the chair. “Mommy..." He cried. "Make me cum" You immediately stopped touching the boy, returning to your normal position. You crossed your arms as you watched the boy squirm in the chair, seeking contact. "Do you even know how much of a slut you are?" you mocked him. “Yes...yes mommy I do. Everything for you, forever will be everything for you." He said tearfully. "I'm just your little doll." You ran your hands through Sammy's hair, which was already blown out. You tidied it up, brushing it off his forehead. “That's right. You're mommy's needy, dirty little doll." You pulled the boy's hair back, causing him to look at you. “If I ever see you, with anyone else...you can be sure that I will keep you from cumming for as long as I want." You said seriously. "That will never happen, Y/n. Argh. mhm. You know...you know i'm yours." He said tearfully, begging to be touched. You turned your hand to the boy's cock, totally hard. You touched him as fast as you could, the boy didn't expect the speed so the room was quickly filled with screams and moans from the boy. “You're such a dirty boy, aren't you?" you said mocking him. You stopped again and heard the boy whimper. "Mommy?" he said confused “No Samuel. I'm gonna go back to my work." You said returning to the chair. You could see the boy fidgeting with the belt between his wrists to try to touch himself. "DON'T TOUCH YOURSELF." You said in a loud tone, which made the boy look at you again and whimper. A few minutes went by, you were focused on your work when either heard some whimpers. Sammy was masturbating, you didn't give him permission. "What did I tell you?" You said getting up and walking towards the boy. "You told me not to touch myself but I'm not one to listen." He said between groans. You held the boy's face, making him look at you. You slapped the boy across the face, who let out a groan louder than the others and laughed. "Aw is that all?" He mocked you. What you didn't expect, is that the boy had been without his belt for a long time, he was just waiting for you. He quickly got up from his chair, looking over you with an intimidating look on his face. "Now imma show you who's the real slut here." He said, which made you swallow dryly. Having Sammy tied up and totally submissive to you was one thing. Now being Sam's submissive is another story. He was pretty violent when he wanted to be, and you loved it. Obviously the two of you have a safe word, even though it is not used that often. Sam pulled you by the arm and threw you onto the couch, fiercely. "Lift up your shirt." He said standing over you, pressing one of his knees into your vag. That made you gasp and you immediately lifted your shirt, giving the boy a view of your abdomen. "Such a good girl for me." He kissed your abdomen before throwing the first punch. You both had agreed to this, at first you didn't know what it looked like and what it caused, but you went for it. And you liked it. And liked it a lot. Sam didn't throw strong, average punches. He was afraid of hurting you, and no matter how hard you asked for more, he never increased the force. He gave you one more, causing you to whimper and squirm.

“Hold fucking still." He held you back. Some more punches later you were already whimpering on the couch, Sammy laughed at you. “So pathetic, you're already crying?" He kissed you abs one more time. "No need to cry." He sat down on the couch and patted his leg so that you would sit down. You sat down on the boy's lap, who quickly grabbed you around the waist. “You look so pretty when you're a total mess to me. He said as he kissed your neck. "So so pretty." He whispered in your ear. You rested your hands on the boy's shoulders, who soon moved so that you could let go. “Don't fucking touch me. He said seriously, looking at you. "I won't tie you. But you can't touch me, understand? You said bitting your lip. "What?" He said arching an eyebrow, "Yes master. You said pulling yourself together. Sam helped you take off your bottom parts, the boy's member was dilating, and you stared at him as if it was the first time you had ever seen it. "My face is up there." He said pulling your chin to look at you. The two of you made eye contact and Sammy put his dick inside you. No warning or anything. That made you gasp and you tried to hold his shoulders. He immediately took his hands away and started fucking you. It made you soft in the boy's lap. "Come on doll, look at me. He said, continuing to move as fast as he could. You tried to pull yourself together to look at him, but threw your head back. "Look at me or I'll fucking stop. He said more seriously, so you immediately stared at him. "That's right. Just like that." He slowed his movements and jerked you off with two of his fingers. "Mhmm Sammy..." You said whimpering. "Yes baby?" he said still doing it slowly. "Fuck me till i cum. Please." You said whimpering. "Beg for it, slut. He said starting to speed up and go hard. "Please daddy do it...don't stop please...please please please please." You said and the boy obeyed. He stopped seconds later that you were already shaking. "You didn't make me cum, so you're not going to also." He said pulling out of you and leaving you on the couch. "No...sammy please." You said with a low tone and whimpers. You were such a mess for him, you could he deny it for you. He was holding himself. He looked at you, his legs totally weak and his face all red. Your body was sweaty and you could barely keep your eyes open. "You wanna cum for daddy?" he said, running his hand over your forehead and ruffling your hair. "Yes, yes I do. You said breathlessly. "Good." He positioned himself between your legs, swallowing your vag immediately. You leaned your legs on the boy's shoulders. You squirmed and he pressed your body to the bed. Between moans and cries, Sam laughed at you. How pathetic you were for him, begging to cum, barely able to stay awake.

“Daddy im close. so so close." You said. “Hold it." He said rubbing your clit with two of his fingers. "I cANT." You. said trying your best. "Go ahead stupid little whore, cum for me. Do it." You were all juicy already, just trembling and whimpering. You reached your limit and the boy smiled, kissing your belly and coming back to you. “Such a pretty girl." He said, taking you in his arms. You showered together, then you were in the living room. He gave you one more, causing you to whimper and squirm. “Hold fucking still." He held you back. Some more punches later you were already whimpering on the couch, Sammy laughed at you. “So pathetic, you're already crying?" He kissed you abs one more time. "No need to cry." He sat down on the couch and patted his leg so that you would sit down. You sat down on the boy's lap, who quickly grabbed you around the waist. “You look so pretty when you're a total mess to me. He said as he kissed your neck. "So so pretty." He whispered in your ear. You rested your hands on the boy's shoulders, who soon moved so that you could let go. “Don't fucking touch me. He said seriously, looking at you. "I won't tie you. But you can't touch me, understand? You said bitting your lip. "What?" He said arching an eyebrow, "Yes master. You said pulling yourself together. Sam helped you take off your bottom parts, the boy's member was dilating, and you stared at him as if it was the first time you had ever seen it. "My face is up there." He said pulling your chin to look at you. The two of you made eye contact and Sammy put his dick inside you. No warning or anything. That made you gasp and you tried to hold his shoulders. He immediately took his hands away and started fucking you. It made you soft in the boy's lap. "Come on doll, look at me. He said, continuing to move as fast as he could. You tried to pull yourself together to look at him, but threw your head back. "Look at me or I'll fucking stop. He said more seriously, so you immediately stared at him. "That's right. Just like that." He slowed his movements and jerked you off with two of his fingers. "Mhmm Sammy..." You said whimpering. "Yes baby?" he said still doing it slowly. "Fuck me till i cum. Please." You said whimpering. "Beg for it, slut. He said starting to speed up and go hard. "Please daddy do it...don't stop please...please please please please." You said and the boy obeyed. He stopped seconds later that you were already shaking. "You didn't make me cum, so you're not going to also." He said pulling out of you and leaving you on the couch. "No...sammy please." You said with a low tone and whimpers. You were such a mess for him, you could he deny it for you. He was holding himself. He looked at you, his legs totally weak and his face all red. Your body was sweaty and you could barely keep your eyes open. "You wanna cum for daddy?" he said, running his hand over your forehead and ruffling your hair. "Yes, yes I do. You said breathlessly. "Good." He positioned himself between your legs, swallowing your vag immediately. You leaned your legs on the boy's shoulders. You squirmed and he pressed your body to the bed. Between moans and cries, Sam laughed at you. How pathetic you were for him, begging to cum, barely able to stay awake. “Daddy im close. so so close." You said. “Hold it." He said rubbing your clit with two of his fingers. "I cANT." You. said trying your best. "Go ahead stupid little whore, cum for me. Do it." You were all juicy already, just trembling and whimpering. You reached your limit and the boy smiled, kissing your belly and coming back to you. “Such a pretty girl." He said, taking you in his arms. You showered together, then you were in the living room. watching a movie together. “Did I punch you too hard?" He asked, concerned. "No. But you should." "Y/n. No. I can't hurt you any more than you can handle, understand?" He said looking at you seriously.

“Okay...sorry." You said crestfallen. "Don't do that, okay? I know that you want to satisfy me as much as possible. But I don't need you to get hurt for that to happen. Just you one mess for me is enough. He said, and you nodded. You got a kiss on the forehead and several hugs. And more kisses on the forehead.

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Dean: Whaddya call a fish with no eye?

Sam, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons

Dean:

Dean: fsh

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[during Cas and Deans wedding]

Cas: how bad is Dean freaking out?

Gabriel: he’s fine

Cas: really?

Gabriel: yeah, he’s great

[Sam and Jack trying to stop Dean from climbing out of the window]

Dean: I have a better tie at home. It’s cornflower blue. IT’S CORNFLOWER BLUE!

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A beach day — Dean Winchester x F!Reader

Summary: you and Dean decided to take a break on the hunt and you guys were going to the beach.

warnings: jealousy, fluff.

“Dean! Let’s go!” You shouted waiting for the big guy to show up.

“Wait Y/n! I’m just taking my things and we can go, k?”

“Dean come on! It’s only the beach! With normal people, normal animals! Nothing will happen!”

“Well, we don’t know what can happen, so i’d like to be prepared!”

“As you please, big boy.” You waited for him and after long minutes he finally showed up.

You guys walked in the Impala and Dean drove in to the beach.

You were wearing your emerald green bikini under the shirt and the shorts, Dean was just with a beach shorts and a regular shirt.

“Okay pretty girl, here we are. Stay close and don’t talk to strangers!” He mocked you.

“Dean i’m not a child anymore!”

“I’m sorry, you look like one when we are on the beach.”

“Shut up! Let’s go” You holded one of his arms and walked in the beach.

There was a group of boys in there, listening to loud music and drinking.

“Are they supposed to drink? How old are they? 15?” Dean said, outraged.

“They’re probably under 21 Dean, there are cops everywhere in this place.”

“Okay come on, pretty girl. Take off your shirt so i can get you some sunscreen.” You taked it off and holded your hair in a ponytail.

“Damn, you’re pale!” He said

“No i’m not, now keep doing your job, big dad!” You mocked him back for calling you a kid.

“Oh okay then.” He laughed and looked over the shoulder for the group of boys in there, and of course, they were looking at you.

“De, focus on me, please!” You said

“I am focused on you, but it looks like i’m not the only one.” He said grossly.

“Want to go to the other side of the beach then?” You turned to face him.

“No. That’s fine. I know how to fight, let them look at you again.” He said and you nodded, kissing his forehead.

“Can i?” You said picking up the sunscreen to put it in your boyfriend.

“Yeah sure.” He taked of his shirt turning his back for you and crossing his arms, staring the guys in front of them.

“Love, don’t create confusion, please.” You said while spreading out sunscreen in his back.

“I’m not. Just taking a look.”

“Here ya go baby.” You said closing the sunscreen.

“Wanna get into the water?” He asked turning to you.

“Yes sir.” You take you shorts off and Dean holded your hand so you guys could walk in the water together. You guys plunged into the water and Dean went to the shallowest part, looking at you with a silly smile.

“Is she your daughter?” One of the boys said.

“The fuck? No man.”

“Great. Damn she’s hot, huh?” The guy gave Dean a friend push.

“She’s my fucking girlfriend you bastard.” Dean gave the boy a mortal look and a push.

As soon that you saw the scene, you ran to Dean and pushed his hand.

“What’s the matter?” You asked.

“This old dumbass just pushed me and called me a bastard.” The boy said with crossed arms. “But yeah it don’t matter. So, wanna maybe drink something tonight?” He asked.

“I would rather die.” You said roughly and walked away to the car with Dean again.

The way home was silent.

As soon as you guys arrived to the bunker, you taked a shower and Dean too.

It was hella cold now because it was late at night.

“De? Are you there?” You said knocking his door.

“Come in.”

You entered his room seeing the boy layed in his bed, watching tv with crossed arms.

“You good, baby?” You said sitting by his side.

“Not actually…love, do you think i look old?” He asked, sitting by your side.

“No i don’t. I think you look pretty damn good, my boy.” You said slipping your fingers thru his cheeks.

“That stupid ass guy at the beach asked if you’re my daughter.”

“What? You don’t look old to be my father and i don’t look young enough to be your daughter.” You said.

“Baby…” You completed

“Yes sweetie?”

“You know…little moments with you actually means a lot to me.” You said smiling.

Dean smiled back and hugged you.

“I love you so much my dear. You own my heart forever.”

After that, you guys spent the whole night watching reruns of your favorite shows, and of course, sleep in cuddles.

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Not ur fault — Sam & Dean Winchester x F!Reader

Summary: the boys just came back from a hunt but they aren’t in a good mood.

The boys were hunting some vampires in nyc, you were alone at the bunker, Sammy called you saying that they were almost there.

Hours later, the boys arrived and you got in the living room to say hi to them, but…they were not good.

“Dean you could’ve died. Why didn’t you waited for me?” Sam said.

“Sammy end of discussion! They’re all dead now. Shut the hell up and leave me alone!” Dean said.

They don’t even looked at you. You were so excited to see them. You just got into your room and taked a cold shower, sitting in the bed after all. You could hear the boys fighting again in the living room.

“You’re not bringing this back again, aren’t you?” Sam said.

“Yes i am. So if you don’t want to be remembered of it, don’t talk about the nest again.” Dean said.

Minutes later you heard footsteps approaching.

“Y/n are you there?” Dean said knocking and opening your door.

“Yes?” You said without any excitement.

“Hi baby, why didn’t you show up in the living room, hm?” He said while sitting in front of you, kissing your forehead.

“But i did. You guys were fighting so i just came back to my room.” You said sad.

“M sorry, little. Come here.” He hugged you. “I missed you all the week.”

“I missed you too, De.” You smiled.

“Me and Sammy didn’t have good nights of sleep you know?”

“Yeah? And why’s that?”

“You weren’t with us.” He said with blushed cheeks.

“But now i am, so go call Sammy.”

Dean nodded and came back to the room with Sam.

“Hi sweetie.” Sam said smiling

“Hi love.” Both of them were now laying by your side. Dean put some random show at tv and you guys watched it. Laughing and talking about the show.

“So…are you guys good now?” You asked kinda shy.

“Uh i guess so.” Sam looked at Dean.

“Yeah we are.” Dean smiled. “But how about you, huh? Tell us what you did in a week.”

“Nothing special. Just college. And yes! I almost forgot, i read about a…” You stopped talking.

“About a…?” Sam waited for you to answer.

“No, nevermind.” You smiled softly, staring the tv again.

Dean and Sam looked at each other.

“Y/n” Dean said.

“Hm?”

“You know that we will find out about what you’ve read, right?”

“Yes sir.”

“Then why you don’t just say? Hm? We can spend more time together.”

“You guys promise that won’t be mad at me?”

“Yes, sunshine. Pinky promise.” Sam said, making you smile.

“I got curious and i read some books and notes about werewolves.” You said still staring the tv.

“Why?” Sam said turning the tv off and sitting in front of you.

“I don’t know…i’m—i’m sorry.” You said staring your fingers.

“Don’t be sorry, little. But why would you do that?” Dean said pulling your chin to look at him.

“I just though that maybe i could help you guys someday…”

“No no no. Don’t even think about it baby. We appreciate it. But no way.”

“You don’t need to learn about those things just because you want to spent more time with us, Y/n. We will be always there for you, okay? So please, don’t worry about wanting to help us. Promise me.” Dean said after kissing your forehead.

“M sorry De. I promise.” You smiled

“Good girl.” Sam layed his head on your lap turning the tv on again.

Dean rest his head in you shoulder and you smiled kissing the top of his head.

“I love you De.” You said

“I love you more, sweetheart.” He kissed your lips.

“Hey! And what about me?” Sam said, sitting by your side.

“I love you, Sammy.” You smiled at him and the guy gave you a lot of kisses.

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Dean Winchester x reader misquote #4

Castiel: *walks in* Dean, we need to go to the crossroads in order to summon the-

Castiel: 

Castiel: Were you two…kissing?

You: No, Cas. Dean wanted to try some of my lip balm.

Castiel: After it was already on your lips?

You: 

You: Yeah.

Dean: Heat activates the flavor.

Castiel:

Castiel: I see…

                                            - 4 hours later -

Sam: Uhh, guys? 

Sam: Does anyone know why Cas is putting lip balm in the microwave?

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Do you want company? — Dean Winchester x F!Reader

You were on a hunt with the boys, but they noticed that you were a little different. And they were right. You just got your period and the first days just sucks!

warnings: none, just fluff.

“Y/n, be careful, okay? there’s too much of these bitches in there” Dean said and you nodded, going look for a werewolf in one of the rooms.

“GET OFF OF ME NASTY BITCH” You screamed after pulling a silver bullet on a werewolf’s head. As you screamed, more came showing up. You kill them all.

The boys just ran into you to know if you’re okay.

“Y/n! Be quiet next time! This is dangerous!” Dean said.

“Whatever, Dean! I Kill them all! That’s all that matters.” Dean rolled his eyes. You, him and Sammy get into the car to go back at the bunker.

“Don’t do it again, okay? You could be dead right now.” Dean warned you.

“Yeah whatever, Dean.” Dean looked at you by the rear view, surprised, because you never call him by his name. You weren’t happy, weren’t sad. Just a neutral expression in your face.

Dean and Sammy looked at each other.

“Can we stop for bathroom?” You ask

“As you please, darling.” Dean said, parking at some gas station.

You ran into the bathroom and the boys stayed in the car.

“Did i did something wrong?” Dean asked to his brother.

“Well, no Dean.”

“Then why is she being mean to me?” That surprised Sam. He knew that his brother likes you but not at the point of being sad with this.

“I don’t know Dean, maybe she’s on her period? Y/n is a good girl, she’s never that mean. And you saw what she did with the werewolves, the scream would normally be a scream of fear and not of angry.”

“Yeah…you got a point. Thanks Sammy.” Dean smiled softly at his brother, watching Y/n coming back to the car.

“Can we just go home, please?” You said and now your voice was in a sad tone.

“Did someone said something that let you down on the gas station, Y/n?” Dean said, worried while driving.

You nodded in negative. The boys were singing and discussing the whole way home, you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Can you guys please shut up just a bit? My head is going to explode!” You said mad.

The boys shut their mouths and Dean take a glance on you at the rear view again.

Hours later, you guys arrived at the bunker, you runned to your room, just wanting to take a hot shower and get some rest at your bed.

And that’s what you did. Taked a relaxing shower and calmed yourself down. You were feeling blamed and sad for being so mean with Dean this noon. You were on your bed, watching some crap at tv when you heard some knocks at your door.

“Come in.” Dean entered the room, closing the door behind him and looking at you.

“You okay, pretty girl?” You nodded.

“Do you mind if i stay here with you?”

“No” You said a little sad.

“What’s the matter, little?” Dean said still worried about you while he layed at your side.

“I’m sorry for being so mean to you today…i didn’t…”

“That’s okay, don’t worry. You’re on your period, right?”

You nodded.

“That’s fine. You don’t need to be sorry. Now come here, gimme a hug.” You smiled, hugging the big guy at your side.

“Now let’s watch a movie and chill while i give you some kisses, okay?”

“Uhum.” You smiled, looking with a silly look to your boyfriend.

“What is it?” He smiled. “Why are you looking at me like that, huh?”

“Nothing. I’m just admiring you, pretty boy.” The guy giggled and you guys spent the whole night watching your favorite movies. You fell asleep in his chest, he was worried about you with the cramps, cause you were groaning and putting your hands in the abdomen. He let you down in the bed and came to the kitchen, picking up a hot cloth for you. He get back to the room in a blink, getting the cloth in your abdomen and kissing your forehead.

“Good night, my girl.” He said even knowing that you were still asleep. He layed at your side, hugging you from behind to get some sleep too.

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Who do you belong to? - F! Reader.

Summary: Y/n is the little step-cousin of the Winchesters. The boys weren’t in a good mood in that night, they decided to go to an roadhouse and they had to bring they cousin too. | Dean Winchester x F! Reader | Sam Winchester x F! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of sex, daddy kink, fights, size kink, rude convos, cussing.

You and the boys were on a hunt together, they were teaching you te basic of the basic because it was just a vampire. You got scared and couldn’t kill the vampire, he bited you. It hurted like a bitch but your cousins taked care of you. “I’m sorry i couldn’t kill him…i was scared.” You said in the back seat. “Don’t be sorry, sweetheart. You don’t have to follow this road like us too. You have a whole future.” Sam said with a soft smile in his face. Dean was driving and he was pretty quiet, he wasn’t tapping his fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of the song like he always did, but you didn’t said nothing. They parked at some roadhouse, you guys were drinking something to clear the mind. The boys went to the bathroom and it was just you at the counter. There was some guy at your right side, he was pretty cute and he wasn’t old! Must be a 19 year old boy just like you. “Hey! How you doing tonight, cutie?” The guy said. “Hi..i’m great i guess.” “That’s cool. So…are you alone?” “No i’m not. I’m with my cousins.” You smiled. “Do you think they would care if i borrow you for a couple of minutes?” He said with a smirk in his face. “I don’t think so.” You smirked back and get into the back of the place with the boy. You guys stayed in there for much time that you think you would. He was such a good kisser. “Come on sweetie, we can finish this at my home, what do you say?” “I’d really like to, but i can’t. I’m sorry, i have to go back now.” “Okay, i’ll go with you.” As soon as you entered the bar again, with the boy at your side, you saw Dean and Sam with crossed arms, looking right into you guys, they weren’t happy. “Come here, now.” Dean said, husky. “And you too, big boy.” You guys came into the table and Dean got up from the seat, to stare the boy. “So you like to borrow up little girls to kiss, huh?” He said, mad. “Bro she’s not a little girl. Back off we have the same age.” The guy said rolling his eyes. In that moment i felt chills. The thing would be hairy now. Dean doesn’t like sarcasm becoming from other guys, most the ones that he doesn’t like. “First, don’t call me fucking bro. And i don’t fucking care if you guys have the same age or not. If i see you around her again, you will see what i’m going to do with you.” He was certainly angry. I take a glance at Sam, and he wasn’t very happy aswell. He gave me a look from the corner of his eye and i looked away. “Prepare yourself, pretty girl.” He said husky and you swallowed hard. In that moment you just wanted to run. Dean was about to beat the ass of the guy that you just kissed. “Oh what are you going to do, huh?” The guy said laughing, then he pushed me up by the waist. Fuck. Now he was totally screwed. Dean picked him up from the collar of his shirt, taking the guy outside, to beat his ass outside the bar. He’s a polite boy.

“You son of a bitch.” Dean said while punching the guy, i was trying to run to take Dean off the guy, but Sammy just holded my arm and nodded negative. I understood. A couple minutes later Dean stopped punching the guy. He made a sign so we could get into the car. Dean and i were inside the car, Sammy was on the window of my door. “We really have to do this conversation again, Y/n?” Dean said. “What conversation?” You said innocently. “Don’t act like you’re dumb or something. We leave for a couple of minutes and you just go to the back of an bar with some random guy? That’s a slut attitude.” You arched your brow. “Don’t call me slut, Dean!” “Well if you don’t want to be called a slut then don’t act like one!” Your head was leaning against the car window, that was open. Sammy, delicately pushed your head outside, making you look at him. He was standing and you were sit at the backseat. “Doll, do we really have to show you of who do you belong to?” He said while giving a quick kiss in your mouth.

“N-no daddy. You guys don’t need to.” Before you could take a breath, Dean was kissing your neck. “So tell us, kitten, who do you belong to, huh?” Sammy said, pleasing you. “I belong to you guys, and no one else. I swear.” You said panting. “That’s a good girl, now let me and Dean do the job okay? We’re going to let some marks in your tiny body, just to people know that you belong to us.” You nodded. “See? You’re a good girl, baby. If you want our attention you just have to ask.” Dean said. Sammy entered the car too, closing the door and windows. He puts you sited on his lap, giving some hickeys at your neck. “Sammy..” You moaned. “Yes, pretty girl?” He said kissing your shoulders and pleasing your body with his hands. “That’s good…” “Yeah, right? You know that only us know how to make you feel good.” Sam answered with a smirk in his face. “All you have to do is remember that we will always be there for giving you pleasure, baby. You don’t need to try another guy.” Dean said letting some hickeys on you too.

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Castiel as Lucifer x F!Reader

You know that Lucifer is in Castiel, but come on, this is the last of your problems. You always had a crush on Castiel but also on Lucifer, now that the two of them became just one, you can have your trip for the paradise.

tw: Manipulation, blood, cussing, daddy kink, mentions of sex, aftercare.

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Well, you were at the bunker, reading some random books that Sammy recommended to you. It was a boring time, cause you were alone. The boys were hunting some shapeshifter at Ohio so was just you, books and the internet. You felt another presence in the bunker. It was strong and with a mixed aura. You knew exactly who was it. “Hello?” You said. “Hi, sweetie.” Here he was, Castiel. Or Lucifer? The two of them. “W-what are you doing here? Weren’t you supposed to be with the boys?” Y/n exclaimed. “Oh let’s don’t play pretend right now, okay? You know exactly who i am, don’t you?” He said it with a smirk in his face, and you too have a smirk in your face aswell. “See? You’re not that silly like Castiel thinks you are. I can see behind those sweet big eyes you have, my dear. And i gotta say, you’re the baddest, you know?” Lucifer approached. “Stay away.” You gave a step back. “Oh you don’t want me to stay away from you, dear. I know how bad you want me. In Castiel’s vessel still? I can give you the bliss.” He said convinced. It was true. You wanted to feel him so bad inside you, but you couldn’t. You wish you could, but come on! It’s Lucifer. He will cause the death of you someday with all that sarcasm and all that charm he got. All of this combined with Castiel’s body? He wasn’t wrong when he said that he could give you the bliss. “Lucifer! Stay away! I’ll call my brothers if you don’t!” You threatened. “Oh you wouldn’t dare, little girl.” Lucifer said bringing a hand up to Y/n’s hair and janking her head back down, forcing you to make eye contact with him. “What’s the matter, huh? Why can’t you just kick me out from that old ass bunker? Oh! I think i know. Do you mind if i tell you?” He said with a sarcasm tone in his voice. “You want me to be inside you so bad, don’t you?” He whispered in you ear. “Now tell me, i wanna hear you saying it.” He pulled your chin. You were looking in his eyes. Those big blue eyes of Castiel were the best thing you have ever sawed in you whole life. That voice, the way he had control over you. “Come on, kitten. Don’t make me wait more to hear the magical words in your pretty mouth, k?” He said and you swallowed hard. “Or do you want me to put Castiel in control? Well, he’s not good as i am but i think he can do it. Or you would be ashamed of confessing your passion for the silly little angel? Oh! Sorry! I just did it for you. Now say it.” Shit. He screwed all up. “F-fuck you!” You said. “No no no my darling. You said the wrong word. I want you to say “fuck me, daddy.”” You were wet as fuck in that moment, Lucifer was still holding your chin, he was almost kissing you, but he wouldn’t, you know he wouldn’t. “Come on, Y/n! That’s not a hard job. You can do it, baby.” He exclaimed “Don’t call me baby you little shit!” Lucifer laugh. “Little shit? What’s this? An compliment? You know, i always wanted to make out with you too. But all those big mans defending you? Hell nah, i wouldn’t be stupid. I was in a weak vessel, the old man couldn’t even be standing up without crack his knees.” He joked, and well, you laughed because it was kinda truth. But still, you were vulnerable to him, one of his hands now was on your waist, moving it in circles to your hips. “Come on, doll. Say it. I promise i won’t tell anyone. But yeah you know, Cass will know it.” He was pleasing you but you had to fight it. Soon your brothers would be at home, and it wasn’t going to be a good idea having their little sister and the Lucifer making out in the living room. “Go away, Lucifer! I won’t!” You said. “Oh my father! You’re so hard to deal. Come on, i’m in Castiel’s body now. That’s a good thing, don’t you think? All you need to do is say the words i need you to say. We both know what do you want. I can read your silly little mind. And there’s two things in there right know. “Cass, fuck me!” And “Daddy, fuck me!” Now, is the “Daddy” Me, or Castiel?” He released you. Now you were beneath him because of the heights. “Screw you, Lucifer!” You was mad. All the rights. Castiel didn’t know about the crush you had on him.

And well, now he did.

“You know, pumpkin, i’m getting tired of waiting for you to say. I am a bad guy but i won’t do that stupid thing that humans call r4pe. But i’ll let a mark on you, your doggies will know who was there, with their sweet little girl.” Fuck Fuck Fuck. Lucifer was cutting your belly. He wasn’t using a knife or something, he was doing it with his powers, and it hurts as a bitch. The mark Lucifer was talking about, well, was nothing less than his name craved with a heart in your belly. After that, Lucifer was gone. Castiel was standing in front of me, still choked. But as soon as he take a glance in my body covered with blood, he decide to wake up. “Hey hey hey slow down, i’ll take care of it.” The blue eyed boy said while picking you up and getting you on the couch. “Cloths, i need cloths. God where are the cloths.” He was nervous. Not because of the blood or because Lucifer was just here. He was nervous because of you. Because of your crush on him. He didn’t know what to do, cause you are literally an Winchester. He wasn’t supposed to be in love with you. After he helps you to clean yourself up, you guys were together on the living room, in completely silence. “I screwed all up, right?” You said, kinda sad. “No no no, don’t say that. Everything’s good. I’m just…you know. Trying to process all of it.” He said softly, bringing comfort to you.

After some hours, the boys finally arrived at the bunker, they saw you with cloths stewed with blood and they just run into you. “Hey, Y/n what happened?” Dean asked “Nothing…i’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me.” You said knowing that your siblings already had too much problems. “Y/n.” Sam said firmly. “This is not true. Tell us the true, or we will find out.” You surrendered and took the cloths off. There it was. A big and capital L of Lucifer, and a little heart, obviously. “That motherfucker. I’ll kill him!” Dean said angry. “I’m sorry…i couldn’t do nothing to beat his ass.” You were sad. “No, don’t blame yourself sweetie. That’s fine okay? Now, go get some rest.” Sam said and you nodded.

After a good and hot shower, you were on your bed, watching silly cartoon movies, alone. Your brothers should be asleep so you didn’t have company. You heard footsteps approaching. Castiel opened your door and entered in your room, closing the door behind him. “Can i watch it with you?” He said innocently. “Yeah, of course, come here.” You said pointing to your side on the bed, the guy layed in there with you.

“I’m sorry Cass.” You said low tone, but you sure Castiel heard it. “Don’t be, sweetie. I also like you, but you’re young for me.” He wasn’t wrong. Well, you’re almost an adult now, you was going to college and stuff but you just turned nineteen. “I’m not a teenager anymore, Castiel.” You sighed. “I know. But your brothers, what do you think they will think about it?” The boy looked at you. “They will be happy, i promise. Sam and Dean, they’re not bad. They just jealous as much but they don’t care. They know you Castiel, you’re a good guy.” You said with a smile in your face. “I am but…the things that Lucifer did to you today, he was using me. Using my body. Using my memories, my voice. That was terrible even for me. I can’t forgive me.” He was really sad. “Hey, look at me.” You pulled his chin. “It wasn’t you, was Lucifer. That’s okay.” The guy smiled back. “So, can i kiss you now?” He said and you nodded.

He kissed you. You waited for so long for that moment. You guys spent the night hugging each other, giving kisses and stuff. Was the best moment of your life. You were happy, Castiel even more. It was a little fight when you two were waked up by Dean. He was happy for you guys but it was rough to swallow the idea of having his little sis and a angel of the lord dating.

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Words of affirmation — Castiel x F!Reader.

Y/n and Cass were on the bed, just chilling together. Y/n was sitting in Castiel’s lap. They were dating for 7 months, Y/n was a very insecure girl.

— Hey, Cass? — Y/n exclaimed.

— Yes, sweetie? — Cass answered while rubbing her back.

— Do you like me? — The girl whispered.

— Of course i do, sweetheart. You’re my little angel. — He stoped and thought for a minute. — I meant it in the good way, of course.

They both smiled to each other and Cass stared at Y/n.

— But why the question, kitten? — He asked softly.

— Nothing, love. I just don’t want you to get tired of me. — Y/n answered while stared the walls, avoiding eye contact with Castiel.

— Hey, come on. Look at me. — He held Y/n’s chin and made her look at him.

She couldn’t avoid the eye contact this time. Those big blue eyes were the best thing Y/n has ever seen in her whole life. She blushes after realizing that she was doing eye contact with Cass.

— I like the way that you’re still nervous around me, even though it’s been already seven months. — He said softly, trying to bring comfort to Y/n.

— Do you think it’s cute? I get ashamed of it… — Y/n answered.

— There’s no reason to get ashamed for. You’re my girlfriend, Y/n. — Castiel emphasized the “my girlfriend”, making Y/n blush more.

— Can i tell you something, baby? — Y/n said.

— Of course, sweetie. — The blue eyes boy answered.

— I love you. — She whispered.

— I love you more, my dear. — The guy smiled at Y/n and hugged her.

— Yay! Bear hug! — Y/n celebrated squeezing the hug.

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yeap that pretty much seals the deal

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you know that one vine

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Eddie!