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can you please write a short fic with overly protective dean, example sam is pregnant and they're walking and suddenly some guy that used to bully sam in highschool runs into them and insults him and dean gets pissed and knocks him out and sam keeps telling him to stop and then in the motel room they argue about it but eventually make up and hug

Sam and Dean were out out a food run, Dean making sure that he got things that would be good for Sam and the baby, while making sure that he got his own daily intake of junk food, something that Sam wasn’t completely thrilled about, but he let it slide as Dean picked up items for Sam.

They bought what they needed and were heading out of the store, when they passed a guy who Sam recognized from one of the old high schools they went to. And Sam remembered him being a bully, one that would tease Sam when Sam stood up for the other kids he picked on.

Sam didn’t say anything, but the guy seemed to recognize Sam.

"Holy fuck…you were from my high school, weren’t you?" The guy asked.

"I think that you’re mistak-"

"No, I’m pretty sure you were. I remember a face when I see it. What happened to you, eat a fucking basketball?"

"No…" Sam said softly, and he eyed Dean, who was getting mad.

"Well, you’ve sure fucking gained weight from when last I saw you, fatass."

"Sam…" Dean growled.

"Dean, don’t do anything." Sam said. "Listen, just back off and let this-"

"God, you were suck a dweeb in high school. Always sucking up to the teacher. What did you do, let them fuck you in high school for your grades?"

"That’s it." Dean growled, turning around and decking the guy in the face, enough to make him fall. "Talk about Sam again, asshole! Fucking talk about him again, and I’ll knock your teeth out!"

"Dean! Enough! Stop making a scene!" Sam said, and Dean growled, but he backed off, and the two left before anything else could happen.

They got back to the motel and into the room, and Dean started putting stuff away.

"Dean, I told you not to do anything. You should have left it be."

"What? And let him insult you like that?" Dean asked, scoffing. "Ain’t no way in Hell that I’m gonna let some high school jackass-turned adult talk shit like that."

"Dean, it’s fine. People are gonna be like that. We’ve dealt with them all of our lives." Sam argued.

"Yeah, well, we’re grown ups now. People need to act responsible."

"And how you reacted was responsible?” Sam said. “How you reacted was adult like? Dean, you acted like a child in there! You made a scene!”

Dean froze, hand on the fridge door as he was putting things away.

"I just wanted to protect you. You’re my brother Sammy." Dean said softly. "I don’t like it when you get hurt."

"Dean, I know that. But I can take care of myself too."

"I know….but I’m still your big brother." Dean said, shutting the fridge and turning around. "I still have that instinct to look out for you. And for our kid."

"I know." Sam said softly, and Dean walked over.

"I guess I could have acted a little more mature in that situation, Sammy. Been the bigger man. But hey, if we rub into him again, he’ll sure leave you alone."

"Yeah." Sam rolled his eyes, scoffing, but he smiled, and pulled Dean close, holding his brother in his arms. "Guess he will."

Dean curled a hand around the nape of Sam’s neck, pulling Sam’s head forward, and the two kissed softly.

"Mmm…let’s get the rest of these groceries away." Dean murmured softly.

"Couldn’t agree more." Sam replied, smiling and giving Dean another kiss, before he pulled away.

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I meant to draw pregnant omega!Cas but had no idea how to show that he’s an omega.

I received a couple of dress suggestions and they made me think of Castiel as a maternity wear model *lol* (though I think Dean’s his audience ♥)

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Any chance of destiel with cas being so hung he hits deans cervix? And wheb cas comes maybe the head of his cock meets the opening of deans cervix(or goes in) and he shoots his load into deans womb and dean get like pregos right away with maybe multis babies. Dean of course in pain but getting off to it? Please and thank you rowan!!!

Dean stifled a soft whimper behind clenched teeth, his thighs tensing up a little, hands braced against Castiel’s shoulders. “Cas, fuck,” he growled, tilting his head back when Castiel bottomed out again, the dull throbbing pain blooming once again just behind his navel. “You gotta - shit - ease up, man. We got all night.”

Castiel hummed, his stubble roughly scratching Dean’s chest and collarbone. “You feel amazing like this,” he breathed, his hands spread out wide over Dean’s ass and pulling so that he was as spread out as possible, the older man panting heavily, bent over Dean’s body. 

Dean could imagine, even though Castiel’s words caused a warm flush to spread out over his face. This was the first time they were doing this without protection - actively trying, and Dean knew how fucking good it felt to fuck someone with a condom. Without one? God, he’d probably lose his damn mind.

Castiel’s fingers flexed when Dean swallowed, his body clenching tightly around Castiel’s cock. Slowly, he pulled back, thrusting back in just as slowly, and Dean bit back another frustrated sound. Without the pressure behind it, it didn’t hurt so much, but now Dean felt like he was going to go insane if Castiel didn’t fuck him harder. Damn it.

He stopped pushed, allowed his nails to dig into Castiel’s back and pull him closer so that the older man was laying across Dean’s body, his stomach a nice friction against Dean’s cock and his breath hot and heavy on Dean’s neck. This time, when Castiel thrust into him as deep as he could, the ache was duller and Dean could concentrate more on the feeling of fullness, the feeling of Castiel’s warm body plastered over him, holding him tightly.

"Better, Cas," he murmured, bending his knees so that he could hold on when Castiel started up his rhythm again, the sounds of them moving together, slick and hot, filling the air. "Fuck, you’re so deep, Cas, so fucking - fuck, right there -.”

Castiel growled, his hands tightening in Dean’s skin, kissing sloppily at the younger man’s bared throat and strong jaw. One hand let go, slipped between them to wrap tight around Dean’s cock, stroking as quickly as he could.

Dean gasped, body shivering underneath Castiel’s. “Fuck,” he hissed, raking his nails down in one sharp motion, causing Castiel to suck in a hard breath and fuck forward, hitting deep enough inside Dean that the pain returned, blooming hot and sudden. “Fuck, Cas!” It hurt, but it was so good, knowing Castiel was losing himself like this, baring his teeth and fucking into Dean as hard, as deep as he could. “Come on, Cas, shit, baby, fuck me. Please, please, Cas, fuck me.”

“Dean.” His name came like a warning, punched out of Castiel as his hand tightened around Dean’s cock, his rhythm abruptly stuttered, and he sank his teeth into Dean’s shoulder as he came - his hips jerked forward once, twice, short little bursts of pain skittering up Dean’s spine as he listened to Castiel’s breathing and thundering heartbeat, his palms flattening over the red lines he’d left behind and soothing him down.

Castiel deflated, kissing over the mark he’d left, and sat back enough that he slipped out of Dean, could kneel between Dean’s legs and take him into his mouth, sucking him down suddenly and without hesitation. It didn’t take long before Dean was moaning again, cursing and arching underneath Castiel’s hands as he came down Castiel’s throat.

When it was over and Dean felt like he could walk (or breathe) again, he was sticky and very sore. He smiled when Castiel kissed his chest, sitting up enough to meet Castiel’s mouth, cup the back of his head and lace his fingers into Castiel’s sweaty hair.

"That was…" Dean grinned, shaking his head. Sometimes it was really fucking flattering how Cas just seemed to lose all ability to speak coherently when they were together.

He kissed Cas again, moaning softly when he felt Castiel’s fingers between his legs, sinking into his fucked-out hole. “Cas,” he whined, sharp aftershocks spreading out up his spine. “Not yet.”

Castiel smiled, kissing Dean once more. “I wanted to make sure you were keeping everything in,” he said with a one-shouldered shrug. “Don’t waste a drop.”

Dean laughed, flopping back down. “With your monster dick, I don’t think knocking me up will be a problem,” he said with a smirk, shifting and wincing at the pain that greeted him. 

He didn’t miss how Castiel’s eyes darkened at the thought - of breeding Dean up, of finally starting a family. Dean knew Cas had wanted it for months now. He smiled and reached out, taking Cas’ hand in his own and squeezing tight, his smile widening when Castiel squeezed back and pulled him to his feet and towards the shower.

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Mpreg!Stripper!Dean still trying to dance 4 months along when he definately has a bump and he ends up attracting a lot more attention

so many horny guys with a pregnancy fetish oh yeah

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Okay, kitty-cats, bedtime for me!

Just thinking about Cas holding his newborn baby for the first time and feeling overwhelmed by how much he loves him. Overwhelmed first time father!Cas is a thing I love. 

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don’t even try to tell me pregnant!cas wouldn’t be a big grump about having to buy maternity clothes because he doesn’t see why he can’t just wear his panties and Dean’s t-shirts all over the house

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Title: Baby Mine

Author: thewinsexter (ScarletPhoenix @ AO3)

Artist: uke-sama

Pairings: Dean/Benny, with background Cas/Meg, Sam/Jess

Rating: R

Word Count: ~21k

Summary: Dean Winchester has always wanted a family, but at thirty-five it’s starting to look like he may never get his wish. That is, until his best-friend-and-occasional-sex-buddy makes an offer that he can’t refuse. But will having a child complicate their relationship in ways Dean hadn’t anticipated?

Read: AO3

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happy birthday bella!! (´▽`ʃƪ)

Cas wakes up to a warm body pressed up against him. 

He opens his eyes and blinks, adjusting to the darkness of the room.  Next to him, Dean is curled up, fast asleep.  He has one hand curled protectively around Cas’ swollen stomach, fingers splayed across the side of his belly.  Cas smiles and hums.  He shifts his weight and Dean’s eyes flutter open. 

“Hey baby,” Dean whispers, his voice thick with sleep.

Cas smiles down at him and threads his fingers in Dean’s hair.  “Hey you,” he whispers.  “Long day?”

Dean nods and closes his eyes once more, snuggling in closer to Cas.  “Yeah, tired,” he mumbles.  “How are you feeling?” he asks.

Cas continues to slowly run his fingers through Dean’s hair, lightly scratching at his scalp.  “Fine, just…tired…my feet are even more swollen today than yesterday,” he says with a frown. 

Dean perks up and pulls himself into a sitting position.  He leans forward and kisses Cas, soft and sweet, pressing a hand against his hard stomach.  “I’m sorry.  Want a foot rub?” he asks with a smile.

Cas shakes his head.  “No, I’ll be fine,” he says with a dismissive wave. 

Dean chuckles and leans in for another kiss.  “But I won’t be,” he says.  He slides down to the foot of the bed and sits cross-legged in front of Cas’ swollen feet.  Gingerly he lifts his leg and places it in his lap and he begins to work on gently kneading the tender flesh.    

Cas lets out a little moan and slumps, finally getting some relief after such a long, tiring day.  He places his hands on the sides of his stomach and rubs on it lightly, smiling when the baby kicks. 

“That feel good?” Dean asks, looking up.

Cas smiles and nods, unable to do much else. 

Dean continues to massage Cas’ feet until he sees his husband’s eyes droop.  His head tilts to the side and Dean knows he has finally fallen asleep.  With a small smile, he stops his little ministrations and crawls back to Cas’ side.  He pulls up their blanket and makes sure he covers them both, stopping to press a kiss against Cas’ heavily pregnant stomach.  He curls up next to Cas once more, closes his eyes, and falls asleep, a soft smile on his face.  

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Sam chokes. It’s not fair. Dean reaches to squeeze his shoulder and Sam shoves him away. “No, Dean! I can’t do this!”

"C’mon, Sam, it’s, don’t. C’mon."

"Look at it, Dean!"

"I know," he grimaces. "Shit. Maybe, maybe we’re not doing it right. We’ll keep tryin’."

"You don’t understand! It’s, it’s like the universe is against us! It’s like, like we’re wrong!”

When Sam cries, Dean holds him. Maybe he’s right. Sam clings to the test. Why is he still not pregnant? It doesn’t make sense.

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Dean storms down to the dungeon and growls outside the Devil’s Trap.

"And to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"You listen to me, you son of a bitch. You’re gonna tell me how to help Sam or I swear, I’m gonna rip your goddamn head off."

Crowley laughs. “You, asking me for help? I’m flattered. How do you want me to help?”

"You gotta tell me how to get Sam pregnant."

"I—" He stops. Gapes. "What?"

"Cut the crap, assbag. Start talkin’."

"You’re serious."

"Does it look like I’m jokin’ to you?"

Dean glares and takes a knife from the wall of weapons. There’s a glint in his eye that he hasn’t had since he last saw Alastair.

"You can’t honestly think that—"

"Listen to me, you dick. You’re gonna help. Whether you want to or not."

Crowley sighs. “You’re both men, you moron.”

"I don’t care what we are. Fuck, I know that brothers shouldn’t do this. I fuckin’ know the universe is totally against incest.” Dean hisses, holding the knife to Crowley’s throat. “You gotta know somethin’!”

"What? Do Americans even have sex education?”

"Start talkin’!"

Crowley groans. “Fuck. Ing. Hell.”

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Crowley won’t break. He keeps talking about some stupid idea that men can’t get pregnant, no matter how much Dean slices into him. Sam is still a mess. He won’t leave his room, hidden under the covers. There’s nothing else for it. Dean leaves the bunker and stands outside. He looks up to the heavens and takes a deep breath.

"You said you got your grace back, so, Cas, if you can hear me—"

Dean jumps when his phone rings.

"Dean."

"Cas? You ain’t—"

"I cannot fly."

"How did you even call so fast? I mean, you don’t even have a cell, so—"

"Don’t ask stupid questions. How can I help?"

Dean swallows. “Shit, Cas. It’s, fuck. It’s Sam.”

"The angel inside him? I am trying to reach you."

"No, dude, we sorted that. Forget about it. This is more important."

"Tell me."

It hurts to admit it. “Sam, Sam can’t get pregnant.”

"I don’t understand."

"Cas, is it me? After Hell, damnit, do I work?"

"Dean—"

"Don’t lie to me, Cas."

The sigh down the phone makes the receiver rattle. “Sam can’t get pregnant, Dean.”

"You know what? Screw this. Everything we’ve done, man, hell, I know your fuckin’ Daddy don’t like incest, but don’t you think we get a little leeway? All the stuff we’ve done, the shit we’ve been through?"

"It isn’t that simple."

Dean laughs. It’s hard, bitter. “Oh yeah?”

"Sam is male, Dean."

"Uh, yeah. And?"

"And so are you."

"So what, we’re doing it wrong? Fuck, Cas. I’ve fucked him on his knees, on his back, against the wall. He’s sucked me, I’ve sucked him, hell, I licked his ass, he’s licked mine. I jerk him every fuckin’ day and he wakes me up with blowjobs. What the hell?"

"You and your brother are the closest to family that I have, and you have taught me much, but Dean, I believe that you may destroy my vessel’s intelligence if I continue this conversation.”

Dean curses every member of the Hosts of Heaven when the phone clicks dead.

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Some really old Mpreg for chubdean because i'm fickle.

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Its Mpreg monday! So can we have like Alpha!Castiel and Alpha!Meg want a baby but neither can carry a baby so they go to a surrogate company and hire Omgea!Dean to have their baby. (technically Castiel's baby, Meg wants the baby to have Castiels eyes, Cas can't say no to Meg) and somewhere along the line they end up falling in love with Dean and dean with them so by the the time dean is seven months pregnant they spend a day in bed loving his tummy with their babies.

Oh noooo of course and at first Dean is really cagey about it because he’s not sure how two Alphas can make it work in a relationship, but after seeing Meg and Cas snark at each other and interact with each other he feels a lot better to the point where Dean agrees to move in with them once he’s three months along because he’ll start needing help and Alpha scents and hormones really help pregnancies especially when the Omega is unmated like Dean is.

And he tries to make himself as useful as possible and eventually sequesters the kitchen as his little domain and it must be true about Alphas falling in love through their stomachs because it seems to happen just over dinner, where Dean makes a pie and they just share this look, and that’s it.

And Dean reallys loves Meg’s sass and Castiel’s protectiveness and how they give him anything he needs without smothering him and when they have a scare, six months in, Dean’s little more than an emotional wreck and Meg just holds him while Castiel rubs up and down his back, humming softly to him while they wait for the discharge paperwork and he feels Castiel rubbing his cheek against Dean’s and Meg placing light kisses on the top of his head.

And he doesn’t want to be alone after that night so they start sleeping on two beds they have pushed together, wrapped tight in blankets so that they don’t accidentally separate in the middle of the night and Dean sleeps between them, Meg’s and Castiel’s and his hands on his big belly and he can’t fall asleep without listening to both of them breathe and being able to smell them or feel their warmth.

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mpreg ahead, just sayin’ skip if it skeeves you.

Dean’s not overprotective when it comes to Castiel. He is well aware that Cas can kick his ass and anyone’s who might try to mess with him. Dean isn’t exactly possessive either, because he has no doubt that Cas is his and he is Cas’. He doesn’t growl at men or women who give Cas appreciative looks. Cas isn’t going home with them.

However, when Cas’ belly starts to swell with child, Dean can’t keep his hands off of Cas’ belly.  He stands behind his husband while Cas does the dishes and rests his palms over the slight swell. Dean kisses the back of Cas’ neck and tells him he’s missed imaginary spots on the dishes until Cas huffs and leaves Dean to finish them.

Dean runs his fingertips over Cas’ tummy absentmindedly as they sit together on the sofa, watching a movie they’ve seen a dozen times already. They use it as an excuse to whisper to each other about their respective days at work or about what color to paint the nursery.

Dean tucks Cas into his side when they go out, his belly snug between them. It’s as much a show of their bond as it is a reassurance that their child is safe between them.

Dean kisses Cas’ bare stomach every night before they go to sleep, little worshipful pecks to show his love for father and child. Then he wraps his arm securely around Cas’ middle as they settle in to sleep.

Dean doesn’t touch Cas out of possessiveness or worry. He doesn’t touch him to control him or assert authority over him. 

Dean can’t keep his hands off Cas because he is awe of him. He’s in awe of the thought that their child is growing within Cas. He’s amazed by how easily Cas takes to pregnancy as he does with everything. He touches Cas because he wants to be connected to his family as much as he can be, because they are his home.

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AU: Dean and Cas meets an alternate version of themselves. And well…  there’s a few surprises waiting for them.

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Title: Love in an Elevator

Author: bellacatbee

Artist: 2blueshoes

Fandom: Supernatural

Word Count: 14,119 words

Rating: NC-17

Characters/Pairings: Dean/Castiel, Implied Sam/Gabriel, Unrequited Meg/Castiel

Warnings: A/B/O, Knotting, Mpreg,  It’s a Terrible Life verse. 

Summary: Dean Smith is working late when the elevator breaks down, trapping him and an Omega from account between floors. The Omega, Castiel, is in heat and although Dean tries to resist him and the sweetness of his scent, they end up mating. Dean doesn’t expect to ever see the Omega again but then he hears that Castiel is being fired and that he’s pregnant.

Link to fic master post: Here!

Link to art master post: Here!

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Finished drawing for Scarlett’s Destiel fic Into Your Hideaway.

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set within this au because after i read it i couldn’t get the image of dean wearing his hubby’s sweatshirt out of my head and now my entire life is ruined.

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Every time after Benny ships out, Dean puts on his husband’s navy sweatshirt and lets the comforting smell of the sea and something slightly earthy that’s so completely Benny settle his aching heart.

When he rolls over in the middle of the night and reaches out to find the bed empty next to him, he knows he won’t be sleeping anymore so he gets up and slips Benny’s sweatshirt over his head and puts their favorite movie on. When it’s over, he starts it again and watches it two more times before the sun comes up, streaming across the blankets and warming Benny’s side of the bed.

Occasionally, when Dean’s feeling really down, he’ll wear it and turn on the TV for background and cook his way through three or four recipes from the Cajun cookbook Benny bought and obsessed over in the first few months they were married. The food usually sits in the fridge until it spoils because Benny isn’t there to eat it and Dean isn’t so hungry when he gets like this, but it makes him feel a little better.

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