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spn-fanfic-reblog-writes · 2 years

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Hi, dear!

First of all, happy birthday again! 🥳 Hope you're having a great day 🤗

Second, for your birthday challenge, I chose the characters Reader and Dean Winchester, and prompts 25, 30 and 44.

Can't wait to read what you'll come up with 😁

❤

Thanks for the request! You’re the third one! Yay!

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Prompts:

25. Do you want me to stop?

30. If something were to happen to you… I don’t think I could take it

44. I might have slept with your robe while you were gone (Sorry!)

Magic dust

WC: ~3K

Warning: fluff. Smut. NSFW. 18+

Author Note: I chose to make them: Plus Size!F!Reader. I hope that is ok? Third one! Yay! I hope you like it. Tenses charged are an issue. Enjoy!

Author Note #2: I apologize. It’s supposed to be a drabble and went much longer. I wasn’t able to get the third one in but when I have more time, might see about doing a part 2. This was fun!

Y/N knew the brothers first by reputation then introduced by Bobby a few years back when she ran into a pair of lamias. The hunt ended well and Y/N enjoyed the craziness of the case with them as they did with her, so they have remained in contact since.

It had been months since Y/N and the Winchesters had hunted together. She had picked up a weird case in a typical suburban area that she couldn’t put her finger on, so she gave up after two weeks and called them for help.

They drove in and met at her hotel room. When they came up to the third floor and knocked, having seen your old Ford Escape was there, but Y/N didn’t answer. They exchanged a look between them and Dean pounded on the door as Sam called you. Still silent except for your ringtone coming from inside the room—one that Dean had recommended for their ringtone of Metallica he liked. Dean moved to the side and drew his gun as Sam backed up doing the same and then kicked the door in.

Y/N laid across the closest queen size bed to the door. A small open box fell on to the bed next to her. Dean ran up to and kept beside her to check her pulse, “She good.” Sam with his gun at the ready checked the small hotel room, “All clear.” He went and closed the door while Dean checked her out.

She was in a pale pink tank top and blue jeans tucked into calf-high black boots. Sam quickly searched in the closet and under the bed and drawers, “Dean.” A hex bag in his hand and anger began to cross his features. He opened and tore up the bag then trashed it.

Dean looked very confused at the bag then at Sam and motioned for him to look at her, “Y/N has pink stuff on her.”

Sam looked at him, “What?” He leaned over her and looked carefully, a fine pink powder dusted much of her face and neck. He saw a pen on the nightstand and took it using it like a stick to turn the box upright. “Whatever it is, it was in the box,” Sam stated.

Dean glanced at the box then back to Y/N. “Maybe after cleaning it off, she’ll wake up?” Dean questioned out loud and moved to the bathroom before Sam could reply to get a wet washcloth. He returned with a warm, wet washcloth and a dry one and started gently to wipe her face and neck off.

Y/N began to stir, her eyebrows slightly furrowed and with a quietly sleepy voice she said , “Stop” as she tried to move her face from the washcloth. She attempted to lift her hands but struggled. Dean smirked at her reaction thinking it was cute. “You got whammied, Y/N.” He said as he wiped where he had removed the powder with the dry washcloth. Her eyes fluttered for a few seconds. When she finally opened her eyes and saw Dean’s face, she smiled brightly at him, “Hey.”

Sam watched the exchange with a quiet chuckle.

“Hey, Sweetheart. Just trying to get this powder off of you,” Dean explained.

“Powdered?” Y/N slurred slightly.

Dean picked up the box with the wet washcloth and moved it to her nightstand away from her after showing her.

“Ugh. That bitch. I’m gonna hurt her,” she attempted to exclaim angrily but sounded more drunk as she slurred her words. She tried getting up but Dean pushed her back down, “No, we don’t know what this stuff did to you. You need to relax.”

“I’m fine. Jennifer said she’d send me some new evidence and apparently this is it,” Y/N looked sleepily annoyed.

She tried to motion to the chest of drawers the tv was on, “My, uh…” She looked confused and the brothers exchanged a worried look. She took a deep breath, “TV. Thing you write on.”

Sam looked and saw the pad of paper. He held up the small pad.

“Yeah, Jennifer and Mitchell…um—“ she suddenly yawned and shook her head. She slowly sat up and Dean leaned away slightly. Y/N blinked a few times. She looked at her hands and shook them out. “I’m tingly,” she looked so confused.

“You ok, Y/N?” Asked Dean, concern written all over his face.

“Brain fog. Haven’t been doing great lately. Thought a case would be a good distraction.” She looked at her pants and jeans but didn’t find anything on them.

Sam had been examining Y/N’s notes on the pad about the case. “Lawrence?”

“That’s them,” Y/N quickly responded. A sudden wave of nausea came over her, “Oo oo oo, I need to shower. I don’t know what this shit is but it ain’t good.”

“Need help?” Asked Dean.

Sam giving Dean a look.

“I think I do,” Y/N said worriedly. “Nausea. Dizziness is slowly becoming an issue…or an ear crystal dislodged?”

The brothers looked at her like she was crazy, “it’s part of your equilibrium. You have fluid with ear crystals that your brain recognizes for balance but if they move, it fucks upyour equalibrium until they get moved back in place.”

“Ear crystals?” Asked Sam.

Y/N looked more annoyed. “Google is your friend. Type in ear crystals.” She rolled her eyes, “It’s human biology, people.” She quickly stood up and instantly regretted it and the dizziness immediately worsened causing her to fall without realizing it.

Dean caught her easily, “Hey, Swerheart. You need to rest.”

“I need to shower,” she replied and stood herself back up. With a deep breath and took a slow step forward with Dean attached to her right arm.

Sam looked at Dean who shrugged and then Sam lifted the notepad motioning silently he will go check it out. Dean nodded as Y/N slowly made it to the bathroom.

Y/N interjected, “If you can, Sam, see if you can determine if the Lawrence’s actually did whatever this is and if so, find out what and if it can be reversed. I might have the ingredients in my backpack or know where to get them depending on rarity. If they didn’t, I don’t know.” She turned on the bathroom light with a grin, “Whoot. Ha. Ha.” She slipped from Dean’s grasp and leaned on the small bathroom counter slowly turned around and stared at the combo shower-bath, brow furrowed.

“Will do,” said Sam and he left.

“How you doing there, Y/N?” Dean asked watching her lean against the counter.

“The dizziness is subsiding,” Y/N said then added, “slowly.” She stood up with her lower back touching the counter’s edge. She looked at Dean, “Nudity an issue for you?”

Dean looked at her confused and stepped in the bathroom. He felt his cock stir some at the thought of seeing Y/N naked.

She explained, ”Could you help me get in the shower? Worried I’ll slip and fall.”

Dean gave his best confident smile and nodded, “Yeah, no problem.” He took off his jacket and threw it on the bed closest to the bathroom then went back and waited for Y/N to tell him what to do next. “What do you need me to do?”

“Would you turn in the shower and just stand there while I work to get undressed?”

Dean nodded and went to the shower turn it to a nice warm temperature and went back to his spot next to her but faced to the shower and away from the mirror to give her what little privacy he could offer. She looked at him and giggled, making him glance at her. “You’re sweet, Dean and it’s a chivalrous gesture, but nudity is nudity, a body is a body, and it’s only sexual if you want it to be, and none of that really bothers me. So, if you want to look then look.” She chuckled at him as she took off her jacket and put it folded on the counter next to her.

Dean looked at her surprised. He knew that she was unlike other hunters he’d met, men or women, and she wasn’t easily won by his charms. He had not ever thought of the human body that way. Not sexualizing it automatically but choosing to or not.

She held onto the counter and Dean’s arm as she kicked off her boots under the sink then stepped on the toe of her sock and pulled and repeated with the other foot.

“Huh? I never thought of doing that,” Dean said looking at her feet.

“I don’t always have good use of my hands so I have to figure out other ways to do things sometimes.”

“What do you mean?” Dean asked, very interested. Y/N never talked much about herself besides her interests and other typical conversation items. He didn’t know much about her personally.

She smiled at him and looked at him, “I really shouldn’t be hunting but it makes the most sense to me after everything.”

“Oh, I understand that.” He agreed.

She pulled off her tank top and sports bra in one go. Dean was unprepared for the sudden sight of her breasts— soft, a bit bigger than palm size for him , which was plenty, with surprisingly matching colored areolas and nipples to her top, and a pale scar on the outside of her right breasts—and her abdomen, soft, round with some pudge. He wondered how it would feel holding her or kissing her. His cock was enjoying the view a little too much and caused him to cough and turn away as he tried to nonchalantly adjust himself. Stop it. He thought to himself frustrated at how his body wasn’t cooperating.

While she noticed looking her over as she undressed, she mentally shrugged.

He heard her unzip her jeans and then they fell to the floor. “Would you check the temp, please? Don’t want it too hot, ya know?”

“Sure,” he replied as he reached through the curtain and checked the temp with his hands “It’s good.”

“Good,” she replied while she looked down to the floor.

Dean looked to the floor and back up her legs and noticed how muscular her calves were and her thighs were just thick with some stretch marks here and there. “Problem?”

“Just deciding,” she stated. She shrugged, turned away from Dean, and hooked her fingers in the band on both sides. She slowly took them down her legs and bent at the waist, flashing her ass right in front of Dean. She hid a cheeky grin from him as she did, completely intentional.

“Feeling better?” Dean asked when he saw her finish getting undressed.

“Tingly but dizziness seems to almost be gone.”

“You said that before,” Dean asked, curious, but was still faced away from her. “What do you mean by ‘tingly’?”

“Almost like everything is vibrating, not jittery or shaky,” she paused a minute. “Give me your hand. It’s ok. Turn around.”

He slowly turned around and saw she had her hand held out for his with a small grin on her face. “Let me see if I can show you. Give ne your hand.”

He hesitated but did as she asked. He put his hand in her palm face up and gently tapped her finger tips on his palm and slowly sped up the tapping. The sensation she caused him went straight to his cock. As she sped up, leaned on the sink and closed his eyes, every tap went to his cock and spread out like lightning.

She paused as she looked at his handand examined his index finger, “what’s that on your finger?”

Dean opened his eyes alarmed and looked.

She leaned down and smelled it, “Mmmm?” There was just a touch of the pink powder still on his finger from when he checked her carotid pulse. The urge to suck his finger became overwhelming and was so unexpected, she just reacted.

She engulfed his index finger in her mouth sucked it slowly up to the tip and rubbed her teeth against the tip of his sensitive finger releasing a quiet groan from his throat. Not realizing she had closed her eyes or even was holding his hand captive in both of hers, she opened them looking at his face as she repeated this again, sucking even harder.

Dean closed his eyes as the sensation over took him and moaned, “Oh my god, Y/N.”

She released his finger with an audible pop and a smirk on her lips, “Do you want me to stop?”

Dean opened his eyes and looked confused at Y/N, “No.” A moment later, “Wait” and pulled his hand,which took a few times before Y/N let him go, from her grasp. He sighs and crinkles his freckled nose, “You’re under a spell or some kind of magick. As much…” He takes a deep breath as he just lingers over her naked form, “As much as I would absolutely love to continue this, that would be taking advantage of you and I’m not that guy.” He slowly took a step back, concerned.

She placed her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes at him, and then she turned around and picked up her pants digging in it. She took out her cell and dropped her pants, “Fine, I’ll call Sam. I’m sure he would.”

Dean yanked the cell out of her hand and threw it towards the bed, and came back blocking the door.

“Oooo, jealous?” Y/N asked and slowly walked towards him, slowly swaying her hips with each step. He but his lower lip as he watched her approach. He did not back up and she reached out her hand to his Henley. “So soft.” She licked her lips then pressed them together as if putting on lipstick. . “You always look good in these shirts. I bet the ladies love them.”

She watched his face as she spoke and now she stood barely an inch apart. She slowly wrapped her hands over his shoulders. “I know you want me, Dean Winchester. I’ve wanted you for quite some time myself,” she ran her nails down on to his chest causing a quick inhale from him. “But, well, you intimidated me, I didn’t think you’d ever go for someone like,” she said in a quiet voice, “little ol’ me. Fucked up, scarred, chubby hunter who is still new to the scene.” She paused a moment to run her fingertips up and down the side of his neck. She pressed herself into him watching his face with a grin.

“Not like you and your womanizer reputation. Hot, delicious Dean Winchester, amazing hunter and fighter, and amazing in bed with a masterful tongue and talented fingers. That’s what I’ve been told by several other female hunters.” She pushed at him slightly and turned away from him to sit on the closet toilet seat. She put her elbows on her knees, legs spread out which drew his eyes where she wanted them, her dripping wetness.

“I found you very intimidating. You got it all, Mr. Winchester. Ridiculously attractive. I’m sure you’re just delicious,” she licked her lower lip then bit driving a groan from him. “Family. Resourceful. Physically fit and surpassing stamina. You’re very funny. No matter what Sam says, you’re hilarious. And a complete pop culture geek which I adore.” her smile softened as she looked at him and her eyes changed in a manner he couldn’t recognize, “Yeah, you’re a self-medicating alcoholic who eats way too much junk and has a rage that escapes you from time to time in the right places it seems, but I would take that all just to have you be mine.”

She stood hesitating, shook her head a moment then added, “Since I’m being so honest, if something were to happen to you, Mr. Winchester, I don’t think I could take it.” She let him go and stepped into the shower and remained silent.

Dean stood there surprised at her confession with an arousal that was trying to break free of his jeans, and worried it was the spell talking and not her. He was worried he was also affected by the spell.

She stuck her head, soaking wet hair and water dripping down her face causing droplets to stay on her eyelashes with a cheeky grin on her lips, “You're welcome to join me.” She but her lower lip and went back into the shower.

Dean was unable to say no anymore and gave into the invite. Quickly stripping, he closed and locked the bathroom door. Sorry, Sammy, he thought to himself right before he joined her in the shower.

An hour after he left, Sam came back to the room on his phone, “Ok. Thanks, Rowena. Will call if she doesn’t change by tomorrow afternoon.” He hung up and realized the shower was running but no one was on the beds. He heard moaning from the bathroom and scoffed. Oh my god, Dean. No, Sam thought and walked right back out of the room. He texted Dean telling him he was getting them a room at the motel and to call him when they were done.

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liopleurodean · 7 months

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Season 10, Episode 20: Angel Heart

Isn't that the Novak house?

This must be a flashback

Poor Amelia

Oh no

A dream?

So the mom is alive

What?

That's freaky

She's definitely not

One of her happiest moments

Claire!

Ouch

Interesting

Poor guy

She's looking for mom

Fair point

She's the furthest thing from a girl scout

Claire...

She never gave a last name

Yikes

Dude.

At least he called

Oh, Cas

Heyo!

Yeah...

Dad mode™

Sounds like fun

You were hurt!

Ouch

I'm sure it was

They want to help

Closure

He did it for you, Claire

He didn't help much

Oh boy

Wait a second. Give or take, two years ago she might've been on the trail of Emmanuel.

Cas...

Right

Um. Bye Dean

Escape artist

Yay

She doesn't like you, Cas

Dean.

Fitting

Yikes

Dean can be scary

Dean, you need to chill a little

Oh, Dean does NOT like those

I'm sure

Hah! If it was Roy, I'd laugh

Weird

And that's not concerning at all

This is weird

I don't believe him

Spooky

But you're getting it anyway

Makes sense

He didn't know his mom

AND THIS IS PRE-SEASON TWELVE????

I'm pretty sure I've heard this out of context and I thought it was post-Amara, but he's literally just talking about time travel 😭😭😭

Sam.

Yeah...

That wouldn't stop Sam

I'm sure

Spooky

An angel?

Yikes

Hey, remember when Sam ragged on Dean for credit card scams? Yeah, me too

Yeah...

Okay fair

What was he taking from Amelia? It almost looked like grace

Aww

GRUMPY CAT

I GOT IT AT THE HOT TOPICAL

And Dean was with him 😭 can you imagine Dean Winchester in a Hot Topic

It's cute!

It wasn't Dean

Dean...

Slammed his face into a table, though

Um.

Right

He didn't kill the guy, though

You've probably heard of Eric Clapton, but if you haven't, he's known for Knockin' on Heaven's Door, I Shot the Sheriff, and Layla (as part of Derek and the Dominos). Jimmy Page is the guitarist and founder of Led Zeppelin.

Nice, Dean

Angel blade, definitely

Of course

Weird

Probably

It's not that simple

Claire.

He's a loose cannon

Dean...

Daddy-daughter date!

Ouch

Claire is more antagonistic

I mean. True.

That's true

Cas... that's a loaded question

Sam.

Sam is right on this one, but it's hard

I LOVE THIS SCENE

Caddyshack!

Bill Murray is awesome

Come on, Claire

How can you know if you like it or not if you haven't seen it?

He's so dramatic

Ok, boomer

Happy Gilmore.

Sylvester Stallone face

The mini-golf is rare

I love the side-by-side

That was unfortunate

Also Cas was a jerk back then

Several times over

That's good to know, I guess

Dean?

I have no clue what's happening

Yup!

So like... an archangel?

*insert Michael joke here*

SMART DEAN TRUTHER

What?

Depends on the angel

There's Amelia

Not exactly

Oh boy

Poor girl

Dean, maybe the lore is both. They prey on some and help others

That's fantastic

Wouldn't be the evilest angel out there

Nah

THE GRASSHOPPER

No promises

Thanks, Cas

That angel was doing some messed up stuff

That's so sad

Jimmy's been gone for a long time

Cas...

Speaking of Claire...

Oh, Amelia

Wake up, Sam

Yup

Dean was right!

That's horrifying

Not for the humans

There's the sword

Evidently not

You kind of screwed up there, buddy

Baby's first hunt!

Two years

Cas!

Family reunion!

Protect your mom

Of course

Where did he go?

Sam?

Enough with the jump scares!

Apparently not

That's suspicious

Oh no

I don't think it is

Figures

Oh no...

Cas to the rescue

This is going great

Um. Bad idea

He's mopping the floor with them

Claire!

There's no saving her

Oh, Claire...

She's in her real heaven now

The light is beautiful

Oh, Jimmy...

This is so sad, but so sweet

Wayward sisters!!!

Heck yeah!

I think Jody has it handled

Yeah

Aw, he got her a birthday gift!

HAH

That's sweet

Worth a shot

Awww

Dude. Throw away the wrapping paper

He's not even 40

She didn't know better

I hope so

Oh, Dean...

Absolutely

This is cute

Hugs!

Of course

Somewhere between

#ashla chick flick moments #supernatural #season 10 episode 20 #angel heart

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horsegirlcastiel · 3 years

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HI FRIENDS !

I’ve decided to host an open watch party today to watch the greatest Dean episodes !

Feel free to send episode suggestions! I’m gonna start watching at 3pm pst and by then I’ll have a schedule and i’ll post the link! I’m mainly gonna go for silly Dean episodes, but ! yeah !

You’ll be able to hop in at any time, I’ll reblog with the links whenever we start a new ep ! All you need is to have access to Netflix that has supernatural on it and the Teleparty/Netflix Party extension! (i know i shouldnt be doing this via netflix, but for today im going to and it’s the least glitchy option so 💖)

#yay !!!#spn watch party #happy birthday dean!!!!#make sure you have plenty of pie and food and beer !#lol #dean winchester #king !!

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caffeinatedanxiouscucumber · 3 years

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do you think jensen ackles is eating rice krispys and celebrating dean's birthday with misha and jared? i really hope he is and if he isn't then i am going to ignore reality for a little longer and let my heart feel happy :)

#dean winchester #castiel #sam winchester #jensen ackles #misha collins #jared pedalicki #supernatural #happy birthday dean #dean is 42!#yay #i really hope they are celebrating #and eating rice krispys #get dean a hug and rice krispys someone

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goth-dean · 3 years

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So I made pie because it's Dean's birthday. It turned out pretty good

#yay me #happy birthday Dean #Dean Winchester #this was my first try ever #I can't believe it worked and that it was actually good #I made the crust and everything #so proud of myself

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equator-juice · 3 years

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oh and btw if spn ain’t trending top 3 today (like no 2 or 3 cuz ik BLM always stays no 1 for obvi reasons) someone’s getting hurt cuz DEAN WINCHESTER IS 42 TODAY OKAY AND THAT MEANS HE GETS TO TREND OVER ALL ELSE HE IS 40 FUCKING 2 YEARS OF AGE AND HE IS HAPPILY MARRIED WITH A HUSBAND AND A 3 YEAR OLD CHILD AND A WONDERFUL BROTHER WHO ALSO HAS A LOVELY WIFE (looking at you Eileen) and istg if y’all don’t get him up there and trending today, to quote the Wise Words of Dean Winchester, imma start throwing punches

#supernatural #spn #dean winchester #happy 42nd #birthday #yay #you better #trend motherfucker trend #TREND #let the tumblr world see and celebrate this day of wonder #yesssss #soak in the birthday vibes

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take-it-on-the-run · 18 days

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Shout out to Sam and Dean hunting monsters and shit in their mid 20s

#supernatural #spn #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel #its my birthday #yay

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lost-between-letters · 2 years

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I Bet You Think About Me

Part one

Pairing: Sam Winchester X Reader (she/her)

Word Count: 1,827

Warnings: spoilers for season 7, mentions of blood and injury

Summary: A new person messes with Sam's head. For once, it's the fun kind though

A/N: It's my birthday!! Yay! Because I'm hyper, you'll get the first part, of the little fic I wrote, today and the rest the following days. Love you guys<3

Tired and bruised. That was how they looked on a good day when they turned up on Bobby's doorstep. Sam had long given up on calling ahead as it tended to only aggravate the hunter. Not that he could blame him for that - two grown men covered in whatever fluid was popular that day dripping all over his floor wouldn't have excited Sam either.

Still, here they were. Because they had nowhere else to go. Plus, Dean looked like he might kill him if they didn't get separate rooms for the night. Away from the motels and back to Bobby's it was then. They could use the company, some normalcy.

"Knew that I'd heard somethin'," Bobby grumbled as he opened the door. Dean hadn't even had the chance to knock yet.

"Hey Bobby," Sam greeted him and kicked Dean in favour of voicing the stop scowling already and be nice out loud. Wasn't his fault that he didn't get to the damn boiler room on time to waste the demon. Though it was a first that he spewed foam at them. Disgusting, gray smoke that made their skin prickle uncomfortably.

Finally, Dean got out his own gruff hello and went straight past them with words of 'shower' and 'takin' all the hot water, Sammy'. Oh, he could live with that.

In the meantime, Sam filled Bobby in on their last hunt and tried his best to not drip on the carpet. Bobby listened and rolled his eyes occasionally. It was a fond eye roll, one you gave little kids that couldn't help but fall over and over again. Or Sam hoped it was. It had been a long day. "You could've gotten yourself killed there, kid."

"But we didn't," Dean remarked pointedly, rubbing his wet hair as he re-emerged from the barhroom. He was much more smily now too.

"But you might as well have, runnin' round like headless chickens, you two," Bobby's voice conveyed just how little he approved of their reckless actions. It got deeper and a dangerous edge to it that Dean was perfect at imitating.

Sam, ever the peacemaker, sighed loud enough for both of them to hear. Sometimes it was good to be the little brother, he thought as he yawned too, for good measure. Immediately, he had both of their attention. Better than them tearing at each other. He could deal with playing weak to activate their weird mother hen instincts if it meant that they stopped. "Guys, can we have this fight not again? I'm tired and just want a hot shower and sleep."

And without further explanation, he tampered off to the bathroom and left Bobby and Dean to do that exchange of looks they thought he never noticed. Well - news flash - he did notice but Sam was much happier with them rolling their eyes at his bitching than bitching at each other. Plus, he really wanted to clean himself up - about half an hour ago preferably. Not even Crowley's best hellhounds would be able to stop him from getting his shower now. Sam could feel the goo running down his back, for god's sake.

Lots of hot water later, Sam re-emerged from the bathroom only to find Bobby and Dean on the sofa, each a bottle of beer in hand and discussing... No, Sam didn't want to know if he really thought about it.

"Princess's back, I see," Dean stated, the lazy grin on his face that never failed to set Sam's teeth on edge.

He was just about to shoot a snarky comment back, when a key turned in the lock of the front door.

Dean reached for his gun, Sam scrambled for the knife and Bobby looked up from his beer.

"I'm home!" A voice called out, sounding just about as tired as Sam felt. A female voice.

The brothers looked at Bobby, heads turning fast enough that Sam could hear Dean's neck cracking. Sam was pretty sure that the exact same "what the hell?" rang through Dean's head as it was echoing through his own.

Before they could voice it out loud, the girl - it turned out to be a girl, rather close to their age to be exact - entered the room. The sleeve of her jacket was torn, a cut underneath and her jeans was splattered with blood but despite all this, she wore a grin upon seeing the people in the room. An attractive grin. The one that lit up an entire face and made it nearly impossible to not smile along. "Hey dad."

"Hiya Y/N. Got the demon's ass or do I need to have the same talk with you as with these two idjits?" Bobby rubbed his face, evidently cataloguing every injury on the girl's body and weighing out their fatality.

There was a gruff fondness in his voice while he said that. Sam stared perplexed, his eyes darting between Bobby - the man closest to a father they had - and the girl that now that he really looked crossed her arms the exact same way as Bobby did. Only that she looked far better doing it, her mouth going all pouty. Holy fuck, he shouldn't be thinking that.

"Dad?!" Dean choked on the word, glare piercing through the girl's skin.

The girl - Y/N, Bobby had called her - stared back unimpressed. Oh, Sam was liking her more and more by the second. "That a problem, hot shot?"

"Just askin'," Dean backtracked. His eyes were already raking over her body and a smirk made its way up to his face, almost involuntarily.

Before Sam could elbow him because hey, that's Bobby's daughter, Dean winked. "I think we need to come back more often now, Sammy."

... Sam was going to kill him.

"Oh no, you don't," Bobby was full on glaring by now and Sam really regretted that he ever came back from the bathroom. Witnessing his stupid brother hit on Bobby's daughter was not far up there on his to-do list. Actually, it was pretty close to brush the teeth of a dragon.

Y/N however, just ignored Dean's comment and walked past them towards the stairs. "I'm gonna wash off that demon blood now. Try not to kill each other."

And then, they were alone again. Immediately, Dean turned towards Bobby, jabbing his finger at him accusingly. He had gotten pretty good at this over the years. And Sam at ignoring it. "You have a daughter?"

"Yes?" Bobby gave back, his face implying 'don't ya ever listen to me?'.

Sam was officially confused. And it took hell of a lot to confuse him, given their life. Hell, he wouldn't have been if fucking Lucifer walked through the door and brought an apple pie and a perfectly sane reason to let him have world domination. But Bobby's daughter?

It certainly didn't help that - okay, Bobby would kill him if he could read his mind - that she was hot. Sam had only gotten a short glimpse so far and was honestly thankful for that. This way, he could arrange his face to friendly and not to holy-shit-hot-girl-is-looking-at-me. The last time he did that he had ended with a black eye and another memory to claw back up on the parade of Embarrassing Things That Kept Him Awake. Well aside from the usual horrors of their lives.

"Why didn't you tell us?"

There was more hurt in Dean's voice than he probably put there intentionally and Sam winced at his face. His brother didn't take too good to secrets after the almost apocalypse. Or the time Sam didn't have a soul. Or the time Sam tried to make a deal with a demon. Or drank demon's blood - the list could go on with every single failure of Sam's life. It was a depressing list.

Bobby however stared at him blankly and shook his head. "What difference would it have made? You hittin' on my girl while you're here?"

Okay, that was low.

And true.

"It would have given us a little warning at least," Sam intervened before the fight could escalate. Jesus, these two loved their screaming matches more than they'd like to admit, "imagine us meeting her on a job and not here."

"Thinking that she's a demon and asking questions later," Dean supplied helpfully.

Bobby flinched and covered it up with a huff.

"Ya boys really know how to ruin the mood." For the second time, Y/N managed to surprise Sam.

She was leaning in the doorway, hair wet and spilling down her back, a hoodie hanging too loose from her shoulders to be her own, traded for the torn up t-shirt and leggings instead of practical jeans. It was like there was a completely different person standing there. Softer, more tired and friendlier. And still with the amused sparkle in her eyes as she watched them.

It took just about all of Sam's self control not to drool.

Dean however didn't bother with these kind of things, even with her father right with them in the room. Hell, with her right with them in the room. It downright hurt to witness this. "Bet I could get ya in the mood just as fast, babe."

"I'm sure you do," Y/N grinned right back at him, the teasing glint in her eyes matching the one in Dean's.

Sam felt his stomach turn and had the sinking feeling that it wasn't only because of his brother and his definitely too open sex life.

In the end, it was Bobby who broke the staring contest. Probably better for everyone involved as Dean seemed about two seconds away from pushing that girl up against the wall. And in that case, Sam most definitely would throw up. Or punch something. Which was, a weird reflex even for him. Usually it didn't bother him that much who Dean decided to flirt with.

"All right kids, time for bed."

"Bobby we're not seven," Sam pointed out, silently resigning to the fact that he would have to share a room with Dean after all. Oh joy.

The man gave all of them a telling glare. "Then don't act like you are."

And because they knew how many shotguns Bobby owned exactly, they actually listened. It helped that Sam could barely keep his eyes open as it was.

Sleep didn't come for him as easy as for Dean though, his brother's soft snoring taunting him further. But Y/N kept parading through his head, without his permission. Sam tried his best to blame it on the fact that she was Bobby's daughter (which was a completely new piece of information a tiny voice pointed out helpfully) but deep down he knew that it wasn't that. Oh no, it had far more to do with the confidence with which she carried herself back there. How nonchalant she had reacted to their presence or how amused she had seemed with Dean's flirting.

Part two

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I posted 2,655 times in 2022

That's 2,655 more posts than 2021!

88 posts created (3%)

2,567 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@deancasmistletoekiss

@deanandkastiel

@impala-dreamer

@justjensenanddean

@imaginethatsupernatural

I tagged 971 of my posts in 2022

#supernatural - 388 posts

#dean winchester - 316 posts

#to be read list - 208 posts

#destiel - 205 posts

#spn - 200 posts

#castiel - 186 posts

#sam winchester - 140 posts

#deancas - 125 posts

#jib12 - 106 posts

#jensen ackles - 88 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#disguising trash quality screencaps with the plastic wrap filter to try to make them look 'storybook' instead of just grainy? it's what i do

My Top Posts in 2022:

Imagine waking up in the middle of the night to find Dean with his arm wrapped around you. A welcoming surprising pleasure that leaves you curious. You wonder why he is even here. You didn’t go to bed with him in your bed.

Shrugging, you’re taking advantage of the situation and turn into him to snuggle. He quietly groans and lays on his back dragging you on to his chest, partially. Smiling, you place your hands on his chest and turn your head on its side to listen to his heartbeat. Closing your eyes, you sigh contently and rub your face on his chest loving his natural smell. His other hand rubs your back which causes you to tense and confuse you.

Did he wake up? You lift your head and look at him, despite the darkness, the little bit of light from the hallway peaks through from under the door.

“Are you awake?” You whisper.

A sudden chuckle is felt then heard. “Yes,” he whisper back in a deep and sleepy voice.

“Did I wake you?”

“I’m a light sleeper. Everything wakes me.”

“Is this ok?” You ask, suddenly wondering if you remaining on his chest is ok or not.

You can hear the smile on his face as he says, “Yes.”

You lay your head back down.

Dean continues rubbing your back with one hand and having his other arm across your lower back.

I could get used this, you think to yourself.

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Day 15: Laugh(ter)

Jared walks on to set and sees Jensen just laugh-hissing. He looks around for Misha. Jensen only laughs like this when Misha tells a (dad) joke or story.

A few scenes later, Jared cannot help but point out…

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Hi, dear!

First of all, happy birthday again! 🥳 Hope you're having a great day 🤗

Second, for your birthday challenge, I chose the characters Reader and Dean Winchester, and prompts 25, 30 and 44.

Can't wait to read what you'll come up with 😁

❤

Thanks for the request! You’re the third one! Yay!

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Prompts:

25. Do you want me to stop?

30. If something were to happen to you… I don’t think I could take it

44. I might have slept with your robe while you were gone (Sorry!)

Magic dust

WC: ~3K

Warning: fluff. Smut. NSFW. 18+

Author Note: I chose to make them: Plus Size!F!Reader. I hope that is ok? Third one! Yay! I hope you like it. Tenses charged are an issue. Enjoy!

Author Note #2: I apologize. It’s supposed to be a drabble and went much longer. I wasn’t able to get the third one in but when I have more time, might see about doing a part 2. This was fun!

Dean looked very confused at the bag then at Sam and motioned for him to look at her, “Y/N has pink stuff on her.”

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I saw this gif and saved it but can’t find the damned post again. Someone explain this to me?

Jensen is like ya and wanna kiss, then Misha is like oh me too and Ruth is like haha; caught that.

When and where was this? Is there a clearer gif or video?

This is the first time I’d actually believe cockles being potentially real.

104 notes - Posted August 27, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

👆This looks just like this 👇

And I just learned this is the straddlegate hashtag that I’ve periodically see .

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Words: 4,595 Fandom: Supernatural Rating: Explicit Relationships: Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Bigfoot Square filled: Praise kink Summary:

Dean rolled his eyes and then dropped resolutely to sit by his brother against the tree. Sam’s shoulder was warm against his where they pressed together. “Bigfoot isn’t real, Sam.”

Sam sighed and dog-eared his page, letting the book drop to his lap. “Yeah, I know that, Dean,” he said, voice equal parts affection and annoyance. “But there’s something scaring the shit out of hikers up here. It won’t kill us to stake the place out for a night.”

For @hotgirlsummersam‘s birthday! Enjoy this smutty little humorous camping fic! Bigfoot does not actually eat anyone’s ass, unfortunately.

This fic ALSO puts me at over 100k published words on AO3!! Yay!

Also for @spnkinkbingo

#ven creates #wincest #spn fic #crackfic #humor #spnkinkbingo

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asyouleft · 3 years

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A03 Fic Master List

My Master List of Fics Posted on A03

Fandoms included:

MCU/Spider-man

Heartstopper

Stargate Atlantis

Supernatural

Heartstopper

One Shots

Bittersweet

Pet

'Cause All I Really Want is to Be With You

You Don't Want To Know Me, I Will Just Let You Down

A Very Destiel Halloween

Hello, Is it Me You're Looking For?

My (25M) coworker (26M) keeps flirting with me. Do you think he likes me?

Everybody Needs a Little Lovin' Around Christmas Time

And You Know For Me It's Always You

I'm The Best Thing At This Party

Pinning in Anticipation

Edges of Your Name

The Rust That Grew Between Telephones

Paint My Insides Ocean Blue

My House of Stone, Your Ivy Grows (series)

My Pain Fits in the Palm of Your Hand

Your Touch Brought Forth an Incandescent Glow

Marvel Cinematic Universe/Spider-man

Irondad & Spiderson

One Shot

The One Where Peter Runs an Etsy Shop

Mr. Self Care Expect

Five Times Peter's Senses Sucked + One Time They Saved the Day

Uneven Odds

And Everyone Who Knows Us Knows

Double-sided Coin

Parker Luck

Careful & Round

Just Like Lifting a Car Off a Baby

In A Different Light

If You Find That You Feel Lost, I'll Be Your Ticket Back

For We Are Bound by Symmetry

Stuck In Reverse (Whumptober 2022)

Keep Some Sorrow In Your Hearts and Minds (Whumptober 2022)

Forbidden Bubbly (Whumptober 2022)

Caught in a Landslide (Whumptober 2022)

The Place Where the Wall Meets the Floor (Whumptober 2022)

Show Me Where My Skin Begins (Whumptober 2022)

I Will Soften Every Edge (Whumptober 2022)

The Weather Outside is Weather (Whumptober 2022)

You’re an Idiot Peter Parker (Whumptober 2022)

Don't Know What's Ahead, Only What I've Left (Whumptober 2022)

Burning Bright in the Forest of the Night (Whumptober 2022)

The Amazing Spider-man & The Invincible Iron Man (Whumptober 2022)

Down The Water Spout (Whumptober 2022)

Waiting For The Hint of a Spark (Whumptober 2022)

Show Me Where My Armor Ends (Whumptober 2022)

Our Mistakes They Were Bound to Be Made (Whumptober 2022)

Never Too Far Apart

Peter and the Terrible, Horrible, and the No Good Bad Time

The Fear of Losing You Beneath My Skin

Happy Birthday, Enjoy Your Kidnapping

There is Always One Last Night to Turn Out

Films About Ghosts

Different Names For The Same Place

The Best Gift That I Could Receive

I am not worried, I’m with you

All The Choices You Make

It Started With a Headache but Ended With the Multiverse

This Crooked Posture Is All You've Ever Known

The Hero of Our Own Story

Just An Intern

Sauntering Vaguely Downward

It's Like That Old Movie, Ghost

Somewhere Out There

Operation: Graduation

Riot of Relaxation

It's Just A Flesh Wound

Rocky Road Ice Cream & Time Travel

Hugs Not Space Drugs

Floating in a Soft and Lonely Melody

5+1 Outsider POV:

Five Time Faculty Members Had to Call Peter's Emergency Contact + 1 Time He Shows Up Anyway

Five Times Tony Stark’s Fabled Intern Just Showed Up + 1 Time He Was Invited

Five Times Strangers Talked About Peter and Tony + One time Someone They Know Did

The Goblin Heir

Provenance

Heirloom

Atlas

Astronomy In Reverse

Pull of Gravity

Post NWH (spoilers!)

The world Forgetting, the World Forgot

Gen

Bad Luck With A Sense of Humor

Yippie-Ki-Yay Spider-man

Harley Keener/Peter Parker

Maybe I do, maybe I don't but I know I haven't yet

Peter Parker & Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds

Long Way Home

The Kids Are Alright Series: Peter Parker/Michelle Jones

Completely Unprepared But Trying Their Best Anyway

Changing The Rules Up As We Go

Nighthawk & Hyperion: Twilight of the Squardron

Five Moments of Intimacy in The Awkward Life of Peter Parker: Peter Parker/Michelle Jones, Rated Explicit.

Stargate Atlantis

Rodney McKay/John Sheppard

Disaster It Strikes On a Daily Basis: Rated Explicit

Doctor Rodney McKay vs Tooth Decay

Home

Kiss

Witness

Supernatural

Gen

Fireworks

Five Times Dean Winchester had To Wear a Dress

If Shadows Are Ghosts

Sam Goes to College, Dean Gets a Haircut

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