#60+ Dean x Pregnant!Reader Prompt

[notnaturalanahi]

Super Big Brother- [edited]

Characters/Pairing: Daddy!Dean x Pregnant!Reader, Henry (OC)

Word count: 885

Warnings: Fluff, lots of it, maybe the slightest pinch of angst

Summary: It’s Dean and the reader’s second child. They have to tell their first what is going on. (Promp #44 of “60+ Dean x Pregnant!reader Prompts”@deanwinchesterxreader )

A/N: This is another editions from my personal collection, the reason I’m re-doing these is because of the babby fever taking over me, and the best way not to give in to it is writing about it, or in this case edit an old fic.

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Super Big Brother

“Ok then,” you sigh and Dean nods rapidly as he speaks. “We’ll go straight to the point. We need to be direct with him, he’s a big boy.”

“Yeah,” you agree a little out of breath. “He can take it, right?” Dean eyes widen in doubt and your shoulders drop. “What if he can’t take it? Oh my goodness, he’s still a baby. My baby. This is all a mistake.”

You start to hyperventilate, Dean’s quick to rub your arms up and down. “Look at me,” he says in a sweet voice, you comply. “Is gonna be fine, he’s gonna be fine.” He bites his lower lip and you wonder how did you get so lucky.

“Okay, we’re telling him and we’ll answer any question he has.” Taking a deep breath you look back into Dean’s eyes. “What kind of questions can a three year-old make, huh?”

Dean shrugs, his arms let go of you and he pushes away from the kitchen table he’d been leaning on. You follow his lead and start walking behind him out the kitchen and down the hall.

“Wait!” you shout and run back to the kitchen, Dean stands in the middle of the corridor dumbfounded.

“Uh, sweetheart?” Dean takes a few steps your way when you rush out the door almost bumping into him, sippy cup with chocolate milk in one hand, a plate with some homemade oatmeal cookies in the other.

“Let’s go.” You nod ahead for him to lead the way one more time.

Dean’s eyes on the plate and he goes for one of the cookies. He groans when you smack his hand away away. “They’re not for you! You can have one later, I made a whole tray today.”

Dean grins like a three year-old and you roll your eyes.

The two of you stand under the doorframe watching your son laying on his stomach on the carpet by his bed, playing with little toy cars. You sigh, he’s growing so fast, a knot form on your stomach forms; if you don’t stop to look at him you’re gonna miss something.

It seems like yesterday that you held him in your arms for the first time, after all the commotion that was his birth. Rushing to the hospital, the emergency c-section, the not crying, the not breathing… the NICU. A shiver runs down your spine, at the thought of you doing it all over again.

“Mommy, daddy! Come play!” Henry singsongs without even turning to look at you.

Dean and you share a glance and he steps into the room first, throwing himself to the floor next to his ‘Mini-Me’ with a smile on your face you seat yourself at the edge of the bed. Placing the milk and cookies on the rug at your feet.

“Henry” you call on him after a couple of minutes. “Mommy and daddy have something to tell you.” Henry’s little head whips around to look at you.

“Some big exciting news!” you grin and nod and then your eyes find Dean. You give him an eyebrow signal, letting he know is his turn.

“Uh, yeah. That’s right, Buddy!” He strokes Henry’s hair.

“Come” you pat the bed next to you. “Sit so we can talk.”

Once your son is seated next to you, his little feet dancing as they hang from the end of the bed you speak again. “You are the best son a mother can ask, baby.” He looks at you, the expression his face showing he clearly doesn’t understand what you’re saying.

“What mommy means is that she lov- we both love you very much!” Dean chimes in.

“I love you too daddy, to the moon!!” Henry replies with a chuckle, lifting and stretching his arms over his head.

You can’t help the giggle when you speak again. “So, about that big news, I think is time to tell you that… Um, in about 5 month you’re gonna have a baby brother!” You lift your shirt to reveal your little bumpy belly.

“You are going to become a big brother!” Dean’s too excited he almost shouts, you and Henry stare at him a little startle. Sorry, he mouths.

You quickly turn back to your son, searching for some reaction on his gorgeous little freckled face. There’s nothing, he seems too serious, and you start to regret this whole thing.

“What’s the matter, Buddy? Don’t you wanna be a big brother?” Dean asks him.

Worried about his response you speak too rapidly, tripping over your words “Ye-yeah, like-like your dad! He’s uncle Sam’s big brother. And they’re like, the best of friends in the world!” you exaggerate your voice. “Don’t you want to be just like daddy, a Super Big Brother?”

Henry remains silent, his little green eyes going from you to Dean and to your stomach. He seems mad which is making you sad, but then his answer pulls the biggest smile on your face.

“Yez.”

“What’s wrong then?” Dean’s kneeling by the bed in between you and Henry, whose little brow stills furrows.

“I don’t wanna wait 5 month; I want my brother to be here now!”

You let out a sigh of relief, Dean takes your hand interlacing fingers and the both of you explain to your first born why he has to wait.

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[maggyme13]

YAY 300 Followers!Let´s Celebrate :)

To celebrate that, I am going to do 2 Things:

1.       I will open my Ask- Box for prompts for Oneshots or drabbles to      write

I may write for any Character of the MCU- Movies, Hobbit, Witcher (game) series, Stargate Atlantis, SOA 

for almost any situation- as long as I feel comfortable with it-

Want another character? Just ask;)

NO smut for underaged characters or asks about actors..

2.  I will host a writing challenge for YOU to participate in

You find prompts under the cut.

Please tag me in your work and use the #maggies300challenge tag

Deadline is the 1st of June

You don´t need to follow me to participate, it is appreciated though.

Please reblog this so others can get informed as well.

Just send an ASK with the prompt(s) you choose and the character(s) it is for (see 1.).

There may be prompts chosen by more than one person, should the characters be different.

AU´s are allowed :)

NO smut for underaged and no actors, and please tag accordingly your theme.

Don´t find a fitting prompt? Send in your own suggestion.

I will read every story and put it in a Masterlist and don´t fret to send me a message shouldt I reblock it after a day or two.

(1)    “I shall claim full amends for every fall and stubbed toe, if you do not lead us well.”

(2)    "Keep breathing, that’s the key"

(3)    "You could’ve picked a better spot."

(4)    “I guess that concludes negotiations.”

(5)    “That still count as one”

(6)    “Certainty of death, small chance of success- what are we waiting for?"

(7)    “Not bad. But I prefer this.”

(8)    “So what is the best way to a man's heart?”

(9)    “Between the fourth and fifth rib. That's where I usually go. I'll put a twist at the end if I wanna make sure.”

(10)“There are bad days, and then there are legendary bad days”

(11)“Really? And you plan on killing me with what, your mouth?”

(12)“You're not afraid of the dark, are you?” @sweetness47

(13)“And kid, leave God out of this. He wants no part of what happens next.”

(14)“Three down, eight left. Now, normally I'd just keep going. Six down... Nine down... You get where I'm going with this.”

(15)“I'll kill you with my teacup.”

(16)“If I owned this place and Hell, I'd rent this place out and live in Hell.”

(17)“Me? I'm just passin' through.”

(18)“Remember that favourite game of yours”

(19) "Who's the Better Killer?"

(20)“We all began as something else.”

(21)“I shoulda taken the money”

(22)“Sister, they don't know what to do with just one of me.”

(23)“Get that ASS MOVING!“

(24)“Lesson Learned. No such word as "friend"”

(25)“Join him, or join me.”

@legion1993(John Winchester x Reader X Dean Winchester)

(26)“Where's ….?” “ Which half?”

(27)“Strong survival instinct. I admire that in a woman.”

(28) “It's the winner of the look alike contest.”

(29)“Amazing how you can do without the essentials of life, so long as you have the little luxuries.”

(30)“People, just a suggestion. Perhaps you should *flee*!”

(31)“Is anybody else having trouble breathing?”

(32)“Don't touch it! Don't- Don't you touch that handle!”

(33)“So... I guess something went wrong.”

(34)“You know who I am. You don’t know where I am. And you’ll never see me coming.” @sweetness47

(35)"I hope you’re ready bro, because I’m just getting started."

(36)"I may be as pretty as an angel, but I sure as hell ain't one”

(37)“You keep using that word. I don´t think it means what you think it means.”

(38)“My insurance doesn´t cover PMS.”

(39)“I'm here in case you succeed”

(40)„[nods] I can't.“

(41)“I was with the Navy. Not the Navajo“

(42)“Uh, I have a boyfriend.”

(43)“What kind of diet doesn't allow tequila?”

(44)“It's Central America. It's hot.”

(45)“It's white. You never told me it was white.”

(46)“You ever wonder why there was a job opening?”

(47)“What do you think? Want to take one home?”

(48)“You'll last two minutes in there. Less in those ridiculous shoes.”

(49)“Boys, let's do this!“ @sweetness47

(50)“Oh, like I said. I'm busy anyway, so give this job to my friend here. He loves playing in the jungle. Right?“

(51)“He said we're dead with an accent.”

(52)“You don't ask, I don't tell”

(53)“You know, you're gonna be dead anyway. So I'm gonna shut up”

(54)“Are you crazy? You could've killed me!”

(55)“So you're just gonna lie there and whimper?”

(56)“Fuck, you're old.“

(57)“I'd go with you, but... I don't want to.“

(58)“Language, please.“

(59)“There's no easy way to say this... I'm pregnant..“ @sweetness47

(60)“Have you decided what you're gonna say to her/him?”

(61)“Kinda lonesome back here.“

(62)“Do you have an off switch?”

(63)“Hey, hands off the merchandise.”

(64)“Which ones?” “ALL OF THEM!”

(65)“Hang in there, baby! I gotcha!” @sweetness47

People I think would have fun to participate:

@scarletraine @true-queen-of-mischief @lady-loki-ren @emmii4

[spnfanficpond]

Characters/Pairing: Dean x Fem!Reader, Sam, Dr. Blaze (OC) 

word count: 2k

Warnings: Bit of angst, fluff, lots of it, unexpected pregnancy!!!

A/N: This is and old story among the firsts pices of SPN fanfiction I ever wrote and posted on Tumblr. Since my brain haven’t been helpful with me and the new stories I have in mind I decided to edit this one. I was about to change the ending a bit, but fuck it. I like it, even if it is dull… Oh, and I’m tagging people.

Anyways this is prompt/Summary: ‘The reader was told she was infertile by her doctor a long time ago. She finds out he was wrong when she realizes she’s pregnant… with Dean’s baby.’    From “60+ Dean x Pregnant!reader Prompts” that I don’t remember who it was from because I deleted the original post, so sorry!! 

[nicolejones412]

Alternate Masterlist

So, here’s my masterlist in case it doesn’t work for anyone. Not entirely sure that it’s completely updated, but it should be close. 

Unexpected Turns (Superwhoavengelock series. complete)

The Shade Chronicles (Spn/DC series, incomplete)

Wrong Place Wrong Time (Marvel series, oc x reader, Loki plays a large role)

Family Don’t End (Spn/TWD, Dean Winchester x reader)

Supernatural Hiatus Writing Challenge

Winchester Sister: Prompts: various (series) Revenge (one shot, sister!reader)

Dean Winchester: Junker (one-shot) The Hunter and the Pirate (series, complete, Supernatural/OUAT, Hook x reader (sister)) Three Times (one-shot) Deepest Darkest Desire (one-shot) Mafia AU (incomplete) Prompts: 52, 75, 14, 29, 70, demon!dean various prompts, 93 Song Fics: Last Name, Before He Cheats, Cowboys and Angels, Voodoo Doll

Sam Winchester: Prompts: 3, 28 (soulless!sam), 68

Castiel: Prompts: 20, 23 (pregnant!reader), 45 (leviatan!cas), 13, 41 Song Fics: Cowboy Casanova

Balthazar: Prompts: 8&41, 42,43,44,&45

John Winchester: Song Fics: With Your Love Prompts: 66

Meg: Prompts: 93&94

9th Doctor: Prompts: 36

10th Doctor: Prompts: 7&9&10

11th Doctor: Prompts: 25, 66, 78

12th Doctor: Prompts: 58

Sherlock (BBC): Prompts: 16, 12

Severus Snape: Prompts: 6&35 (platonic)

Sirius Black: Prompts: 57, 12,19,&25

Harry Potter: Prompts: 39, 1, 30, 44, 74, 9

James Potter: Prompts: 16

Ron Weasley: Prompts: 13, 55, 73 The Other Potter (series. incomplete. Reader is Harry’s twin sister)

Draco Malfoy: Prompts: 49, 22, 73, 67, 21&28, 18&78 The Hunter of Hogwarts (spn/harry potter crossover series. complete) Song Fics: Never Stop A Fluffy One Shot Girl Scout (Dramione) (nonimagine)

Remus Lupin: Until the Moon (series, incomplete) Strong (one shot)

Steve Rogers: Something Valuable (Gangster AU, incomplete) Song Fics: A Thousand Years, Army of Angels

Tony Stark: Prompts: 33, 45 Song Fics: You Belong With Me

Bucky Barnes: Prompts: 11, 8&18 Forgotten (one shot)

Clint Barton:  All’s Fair in Love and (Nerf) War (one shot for @i-am-mina)

Natasha Romanoff: Prompts: 4

Peitro:  Song Fics: What We Ain’t Got

Loki: Betrothed (series, incomplete) Song Fics: Freeze You Out

Erik Lehnsherr: Metallic (one shot)

Charles Xavier: Dreams (one shot) Colors (Soulmate AU, series, incomplete)

Henry Mills: Prompts: 30, 70, 76, 54

Killian Jones: Prompts: 4, 71, 98&99

Robin Hood: Prompts: 11

Peter Pan: Prompts: 73

Peter Pevensie: Prompts: 15, 26&27

Edmund Pevensie: Prompts: 62, 107&120

Prince Caspian Prompts: 44, 1, 2, 8 & 9, 30&60, 25 Song Fics: White Horse

Darth Vader: Prompts: 4

Kylo Ren: Prompts: 57

Sir Gwaine: Prompts: 117&118

Oliver Queen:  Prompts: 43&54

Robin (Dick Grayson): Prompts: 3

[notnaturalanahi]

I Though I Was Coming With a Flu [edited]

Characters/Pairing: Dean x Fem!Reader, Sam, Dr. Blaze (OC)

word count: 2k

Warnings: Bit of angst, fluff, lots of it, unexpected pregnancy!!!

A/N: This is and old story among the firsts pices of SPN fanfiction I ever wrote and posted on Tumblr. Since my brain haven’t been helpful with me and the new stories I have in mind I decided to edit this one. I was about to change the ending a bit, but fuck it. I like it, even if it is dull… Oh, and I’m tagging people.

Anyways this is prompt: ‘The reader was told she was infertile by her doctor a long time ago. She finds out he was wrong when she realizes she’s pregnant… with Dean’s baby.’    From “60+ Dean x Pregnant!reader Prompts” that I don’t remember who it was from because I deleted the original post, so sorry!! 

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I Thought I Was Coming With a Flu

The cold water felt wonderful against your hot, flushed face, soothing the feverish sensation. You delicately patted the droplets off of your sensitive skin with a soft fluffy towel. Observing in detail your reflection in the mirror, you didn’t recognize the person looking back at you anymore.

Dark circles around your eyes,cheeks shrunk to half it’s normal size- displaying the cheekbones through thin, pale skin - It’s been, what two, three weeks since you started to feel sick… you didn’t keep count anymore. Your neck looked longer and thinner, not to mention that you’d lost at least 20 lb and all of your jeans were baggy now, even your sweats started to slide down your hip.

You carded your fingers through your dirty hair, moving  it to the side and contemplated your languid face once more before rinsing your mouth with the last of mouthwash; what was the point on brushing your teeth if you were going to throw up again in like 20 minutes?

You made your way down the hall to the kitchen, stopping once or twice to catch your breath; you couldn’t be off bed for more than a few minutes without feeling like you were going to faint. You finally reached your destination and laid against the doorframe, to regain your composure and were immediately greeted by the worried looks of the Winchester brothers.

“Morning to you too,” you said in a sarcastic tone.

“Hi,” they said in the unison.

“Umm… Hun, you know it’s 5 in the afternoon, right?” Dean was getting up so you could seat on his place, even though there were a lot of empty chairs.

You’ve known the boys for more than a decade, and after crushing on Dean for the last five years, you finally took a chance and expressed your feelings for him, with Sam’s help of course. Only to find out the elder Winchester reciprocated them. The past year has been the best of your life, living and hunting with your boyfriend and your amazing best friend.

As you seated yourself, you let out a loud sigh of relief. “Are you alright?” Sam asked.

“Yeah…no, actually I’m not.  I thought I was coming with a flu or something, but it’s been more than two weeks, and I’m getting weaker by the hou-“

A big gag interrupted you, and you quickly covered your mouth with both your hands. Taking in deep, calm breaths and waiting until it passed. Dean already had a glass of water in hand for you.

You nodded as you took it from his grip and you thank him, your voice barely above a whisper. You drank the liquid and waited for it to settle down before trying to speak again. Sam and Dean’s eyes were set on you, making you feel a bit uncomfortable, so closing your eyes you threw your head back, gathering your hair like a ponytail to let some air in the back of your neck, that was covered in sweat.

“It’s just that smell!” you complained.

“What smell? Dean said, his hands softly massaging your shoulders and his nose crinkling as he sniffed the air around him.

“The friggin’ coffee smell, it’s making me sick!!” You let go of your hair and waved a hand in front of your nose to fan the stench away when you started to feel your stomach clench again. The knot in your belly became tighter and you got up as fast as you could and ran to the kitchen sink to disgorge the little water you just had.

“That’s it, I don’t care how much you hate it, but I’m taking you to the hospital!” Dean said as he remove your hair from your face and stroke your back.

After the tumult of nurses and interns running around questioning you and performing standards exams; they took your temperature and blood pressure, drawn some blood and put you on an IV to hydrated you again, you lied on the hospital bed, definitely out of your comfort zone. Dean was sitting by your side on the bed and Sam pacing around, waiting for the doctor to come in with the results and any kind of news about what was wrong with you.

“Why the hell did they have to make me wear this?” you whined to Dean signaling to the polka dots robe, and obviously you were naked underneath; well, except for a pair shorts that you made Dean sneaked in for you when the nurse wasn’t looking .

“I think it looks good on you” Dean leaned forwards, his face closer to yours.

“you’re only saying that because is backless,” you chuckle as he slipped a hand on your back, feeling your bare skin and his lips met your in a loving kiss.

“Guys, would you please keep it in your pants, We are in a hospital, not to mention I’m right here with you!” Sam glared at you two.

The door opened suddenly and a tall man walked in, he was  wearing a white coat. “Good evening I’m Doctor Blaze. You must be Y/N, right?” He smiled down on you and extended a big hand to shake yours.

“Yes I am. Hello, nice to meet you. This is my boyfriend, Dean and my friend, Sam”

“Doctor” Dean stood and shook his hand as well with a strong grip and a nod, and then before it was Sam’s turn.

“So, how are you feeling?” Dr. Blaze sat himself down in the bed next to you and smiled.

“I’m feeling much better now, I hadn’t had a gag or the urge to vomit in… dunno,  an hour”

“That’s the medicine we gave you, doxylamine… to prevent the nausea,” he explained.

“I love it!” you answered happily making him laugh a bit.

“Y/N, can I talk to you in private? You know, without your bodyguards.” You chuckled at the joke but the boys didn’t find it funny at all.

“Why?” Sam was the one asking.

“It’s just that I have some personal questions to ask and sometimes is better if the patient is… alone”

“It’s ok Doc, you can ask me anything in front of these guys.” You shrugged pursing your lips.

“Are you sure?” he ensured.

“Yes!”

“Okay… Um, I noticed here in your chart that you said you are… um, you can’t have kids?”

“Yeah,” you bit your lip and looked down to your hands.  “I have endometriosis.” You felt Dean’s hand squeeze your shoulder, you looked up at him but his eyes were set on the Doctor.

Dean knew how much it affected you when you found out a few years back.

“And how did you take on those news… I mean, how are you coping?” Dr. Blaze blew some air through clenched teeth.  “I know it must be hard,” he said placing a hand above yours in a gentle manner.

You sighed and bit the inside of your cheek for a second before answering “It is,” you simply said, “I always wanted kids, but I’m trying to make my peace with it.” you eyes started to welled up, and out of the blue Dean was infuriated

“What is the point of all this? Is she alright or not?”

Doctor Blaze smiled at you again, but his smile was different, warm and full of hope somehow, and all of the sudden you knew. Your eyes widen and you gasped a bit, unnoticeable by the guys.

You turned around and took Dean’s hand in between yours, looking up “Babe, would you give us a minute… both of you please.” You turned to talk to Sam, he nodded, and took Dean by the arm, walking him out of the room.

“Doctor, are you trying to tell me what I think you are?” Without realizing your chest was rising and falling rapidly.

“Y/N, what I’m trying to tell you, is that you are pregnant.”

Your hand was on your mouth and it sled to your neck and you started sobbing. “Are you… Is this… How?” You were so shocked you couldn’t form a single sentence.

“We won’t know exactly until we do more tests, but this kind of things happens. Ehr.. sometimes women with endometriosis can get pregnant. We are gonna have to monitor you and the baby regularly. But everything is going to be fine…I’m assuming those are tears of joy?”

“Yes!!” you said covering your mouth again. “How far along am I? What can I do to keep the baby safe and-“  He chuckled.

“If you like it, I can bring an ultrasound and we can clear some stuff right now-”

“Yes, please!!” you interrupted him.

“Okay, I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He walked out. Dean and Sam came rushing in, obviously thinking the worst when they found you in tears.

“Y/N, what’s wrong? Tell me please!!” You looked up at him unable to say anything a smile on your face.

You opened you mouth to try to explain what was going on when the Doctor was back, pulling a card with a big ultrasound machine and a woman, which you assumed was the ultrasound technician, pushing at the other end.

The woman sat in the chair next to your bed, “Hi, I’m Susan. Y/N, right?” she spoke politely and you nodded. She immediately asked you to lift up your robe and you complied without hesitation.

“Can someone tell me what the hell is going on? What is this for?” Dean raised his voice.

Sam had a big smile on his face, he already figured it out.

“Wait and see” you said to Dean, extending your hand for him to hold and patting the bed next to you.

You squealed when the cold gel hit your stomach, the room went silent as the transducer probe rolled around on your lower belly.  And after a few moments, that seem like an eternity to you. Susan pointed her finger to the screen,

“There it is! That black hallo is the amniotic sack, and that little thing in there… that’s your baby. Congratulations!” You bit your lower lip and smiled back at her.

“So, you wanna hear the most beautiful sound in the world?” You nodded and she pressed a button couple of buttons.

“Thump thump thump thump…”  You gasped and pressed your fingernails to your palm as goosebumps prickled all over your skin.

“For the size and approximate weight I’ll say you are about… eight weeks,” Susan said breaking the silent spell.

You sighed “Thank you!”

Sam’s at the foot of the bed, one hand stroking your feet through the covers as his eyes welled up. You finally looked up to see Dean, his eyes wide, jaw dropped in astonishment. Meeting your eyes,  his mouth opened and closed, but he said nothing. Making you worry; maybe he didn’t want children, maybe the whole you can’t get pregnant thing was good for him.

“Ba-babe, are you alright?” you stammered, nervous about his quiet reaction.

“We should give you a minute,” Dr. Blaze said, already walking out the room.

Sam came to your side and gave you a big hug. “Congratulations Y/N, I’m so happy for you!” he whispered in your ear before kissing your forehead.

“Dean, please say something!” you breathed out as soon as the two of you were alone. “I know we never planned thins, and is a big surprise for me too. But- but… you don’t have to do this if you don’t want it, I’ll never force y-”

Dean plump lips on yours stopped you from saying anything else and after the shock  you kissed him back. His arms were wrapped around your body, holding you tight.

When you parted to breathe he gently grabbed the back of your head and planted a kiss on your forehead before lower himself to your stomach, lifting the robe and kissing below your belly button softly before whispering “You have no idea how much I prayed for you.”

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Characters/Pairing: Daddy!Dean x Pregnant!Reader, Henry (OC)

Word count: 885

Warnings: Fluff, lots of it, maybe the slightest pinch of angst

Summary: It’s Dean and the reader’s second child. They have to tell their first what is going on. (Prompt #44 of “60+ Dean x Pregnant!reader Prompts”@deanwinchesterxreader )

A/N: This is another editions from my personal collection, the reason I’m re-doing these is because of the baby fever taking over me, and the best way not to give in to it is writing about it, or in this case edit an old fic.

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Characters/Pairing: Dean x Fem!Reader, Sam, Dr. Blaze (OC) 

word count: 2k

Warnings: Bit of angst, fluff, lots of it, unexpected pregnancy!!!

A/N: This is and old story among the firsts pices of SPN fanfiction I ever wrote and posted on Tumblr. Since my brain haven’t been helpful with me and the new stories I have in mind I decided to edit this one. I was about to change the ending a bit, but fuck it. I like it, even if it is dull… Oh, and I’m tagging people.

Anyways this is prompt: ‘The reader was told she was infertile by her doctor a long time ago. She finds out he was wrong when she realizes she’s pregnant… with Dean’s baby.’    From “60+ Dean x Pregnant!reader Prompts” that I don’t remember who it was from because I deleted the original post, so sorry!!