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helheimraptor · 3 years

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Sunday Dinners - Sam Winchester x Donna!Daughter Y/N

I based this off of what I say Briana say in the New Orleans panel - I only now got the time to watch them - so here is this one shot :)

Also sex implication at the end but that's it - and I guess gore warning but its not bad so idk

I can feel my phone vibrating as someone calls me. It stops and I take a breath as I turn the corner with my gun raised, I have a silver bullet loaded gun in one hand and a flare gun in the other.

It wasn't entirely clear whether this is a Wendigo or werewolf so I've covered all bases and my phone starts to ring again.

"Not the time," I whisper to myself as I round another corner and see the creature leaning over a body. "Hey Dickwad!"

The creature turns around to face me and I step back in disgust.

"You're one ugly mother fucker," I say to the creature and it pisses him off and he charges me. "Shit!"

My phone rings again and I finally pick up the phone and answer.

"Donna! I'm a bit busy!" I shout into the phone as I turn around to get a massive gash on my side.

"I don't care, it's Sunday dinner!" Donna explains.

I put my phone in my pocket and shoot at the creature and it starts to bleed and stagger.

"Y/n? Are you listening to me?" Donna asks me and I grab my phone again.

"Yeah sorry, as I said, bit busy," I say and shoot the creature in the head one more time and it falls to the ground which allows me to rest against a wall and sigh.

"Get home now," Donna orders.

"Don, I'm bleeding out and just killed a werewolf, give me a little time," I say as I push myself off the wall and walk back to my car.

"Get home, we can fix you when you get here," Donna says as she hangs up.

I roll my eyes at her antics about Sunday dinners and I put pressure on my side and speed home - as much as I legally can, Donna would kill me if I got put in holding for speeding.

I groan as I open my car door and Alex rushes out to me, she grabs my good side and helps me in as Claire walks out to my car to get my stuff and lock it up.

Alex and I limp inside the house and she drops me on the couch and rips my shirt in half.

"I liked that shirt!" I exclaim as she pours a relentless amount of alcohol on my wound and I scream.

"Too bad, your life is more important," Alex replies as she puts more pressure on the wound.

"Bitch."

"Love you too."

"Watch your language, missy!" Jody says as she walks into the room.

"Sorry Jody, but I'm fucking bleeding out!" I raise my voice and realise my mistake immediately. "I'm sorry, I'm just in a lot of pain."

"It's fine, I get it, do you want a drink?" Jody asks me as she offers me a glass of whiskey.

I nod furiously as Alex puts stitches on my wound and I take a big gulp. I've been so caught up in pain I haven't noticed two extra bodies in the room.

"How's my girl?" Donna asks me as she sits next to me with a glass of water and pain killers.

"Really sore, was it really so important that I be here instead of the hospital?" I ask Donna and she gives me a warm smile.

"Yes it was, now, pain killers?" Donna replies.

"No thank you, what I need is a shower, am I allowed one of those?" I ask Donna and she taps my knee and leaves the items on the table.

"Nope, dinner is almost on the table," Donna replies and I toss my head back on the couch.

"Watch it, you'll rip the stitches," Alex warns as I hear a deep voice laugh at the scene.

I look over to the table where Sam and Dean Winchester are sitting watching me get my guts put back inside my body.

"What you laughing at, Winchester?" I quip and Dean looks shocked that I addressed him.

"Just how y'all act with each other," Dean replies as Alex finishes with my side.

I stand up carefully and shrug, "welcome to the Mills family."

I look around for my shirt and see it ripped on the table and Donna sees me look towards my room.

"Don't think about it, Sam give her your flannel, you don't need it," Donna says shocking both Sam and I.

"Uh sure," Sam says as he takes his top layer off and hands me the large flannel and I button it up.

"Thanks, Sammy," I say and give him a kiss on the cheek which causes him to go bright red.

I sit next to Sam and Jody sits at the head of the table next to me, while Alex and Claire sit opposite Sam and I and Donna shares the end opposite of the table with Dean.

"What brings you two boys to our place?" I ask as I take a bite out of my chicken that Donna roasted for everyone, still covered in blood and monster guts.

"Donna insisted, she knew you were on a tough hunt and said you might need some pick me ups afterwards," Dean said as he nudges Donna who has a large smile on her face.

"It certainly worked, although I'd be happier if I could have a shower and not smell like monster guts, I'm sure it's putting Sam off his food," I say giving Donna a playful glare.

"It's fine, I've smelt worse from Dean," Sam says to me.

"See? He's fine with it, have one later," Donna says to me.

"You're meant to be on my side, Sam," I say with false offense.

I look over to Jody who shrugs at me and I roll my eyes playfully and return to my food.

"Not my fault she's strong willed," Sam whispers to me and I look at him smirking out of the corner of my eye.

"Wondering where I get it from, Winchester?" I whisper back and look at him full on.

"Possibly."

"You can ask Donna over there where I get 90% of my traits from," I say pointing an accusatory finger at her.

"Hey! I gave you at least 50% of them!" Jody says and I look at her pouting slightly as she tries to hold back laugher.

"60-40, how does that sound?" I offer looking at Jody.

"I'll take that."

I give Jody a warm smile and she puts a comforting hand on mine.

"Isn't this worth coming straight home for?" Donna asks me.

I look over at her and flick my eyes between her and the rest of my family and the Winchester brothers and nod, "yeah, I guess it was."

"Guess?" Sam asks.

"Guess. It's all we ever do, handsome," I smirk and Sam goes as red as the tomatoes in his salad.

Jody laughs at Sam's reaction and he goes even redder and Claire high fives me.

"You go girl," Claire says to me and I give her a beaming smile.

I look at Sam who has his head in his food practically after realising everyone is laughing at his reaction to me calling him handsome, everyone is painfully aware of my crush on the younger brother except himself. This being the first time I've ever actually flirted with him at the dinner table with everyone who knows is a lot more pressure for him.

"You've made him go quiet Y/n!" Claire points out and I look at her briefly.

"It seems I have," I say with a smirk.

Sam looks at me out of the corner of his eye and sees me with a raise eyebrow and he swallows hard.

"Everyone done?" Alex asks all of us not even five minutes later as Sam recovers.

"Thanks, hun," I say with a smile.

Im the eldest out of the three of us girls, so I get top priority for a lot, especially since Donna has been taking care of me since I was a toddler.

Claire drags me off to her room to show me what she discovered for a possible next hunt that she wants to go on.

"This looks great, a three man job?" I ask Claire and she agrees.

"Maybe even four," Claire says and I look at her with intrigue.

"Who have you got your eyes on?" I ask and Claire goes red.

"This girl I met on a hunt a few weeks ago, she gave me her number," Claire says and I gasp in shock.

"No way! Get it girl! Text her to come along with us, I gotta go have a shower, I STINK," I say and Claire smiles, giddy that I told her to bring her new 'friend' with us.

I walk into Sam as I leave the room, literally.

"What's this hunt?" Sam asks me.

"It's a pack of vampires and you're coming with whether you like it or not," I say as Sam follows me to my room so I can grab some fresh clothes.

"Sure we won't need Dean?" Sam asks me.

I push past him and to the bathroom where he follows me in as I start my shower up to let the water warm up.

"Couples retreat let's say, I don't think Dean would appreciate the noise," I say with a wink as I take Sam's shirt off and hand it to him. "You gonna join me or leave?"

Sam blinks at me twice and I close the door around him and completely undress and hop in the shower. All the while Sam is still there, recovering from my comment.

"Anytime now, Sammy."

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imagine-a-dream · 3 years

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Supernatural masterlist

* - means I can write romance for this character ** - means I can write smut/nsfw things

General

~Preference~

Calling Sam, Dean and Cas 'dad'.

Amara **

~Imagines~

Taking the Mark of Cain instead of Dean and befrending Amara.

~Headcanons~

Having soul-restoring powers and challenging Amara.

Bobby Singer **

Coming soon...

Cain **

Coming soon...

Crowley **

~Imagines~

Constantly quoting vines and it annoys Crowley.

Crowley's constantly trying to corrupt you.

~Oneshots~

«Personal God» 18+

You are insecure about your body and Crowley convinced you to try and ride him.

«Just the two of us»

You’re going on the first date with the King of Hell.

Donna Hanscum **

Coming soon...

Gabriel **

~Imagines~

Being oblivious when someone is flirting with you

~Headcanons~

You have reality warping superpowers and Gabriel's teaching you how to use it

Rowena **

~Imagines~

Being Rowena's apprentice

Jack Kline *

~Imagines~

Teaching Jack how to cook

~Headcanons~

Gabriel and Castiel playing matchmakers to get you and Jack together.

Masterlist | Request rules

#supernatural #supernatural imagine #supernatural x reader #Amara imagine #Crowley imagine #Crowley spn #Cain imagine #Rowena imagine #Jack Kline imagine #Donna Hanscum imagine #gender neutral reader #plus size reader

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oneboxofmatches · 3 years

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All You Need to Know About Matchups!

CLICK HERE TO VIEW THE WAITLIST

Hi y'all!

This account is solely for matchups for several different fandoms. That means requests for imagines, oneshots, headcanons, etc. will NOT be taken.

Here are some basic things to know about requesting a matchup!

Unless otherwise specified for a certain fandom, a request yields one romantic pairing AND one friendship pairing as well as information on why I think you work well with the individuals I choose. Of course, if you only wish to receive either just the romantic matchup or just the friendship matchup, just let me know!

You can request matchups for several different fandoms at once! For each fandom you request, I will match you up with one romantic partner and one friend unless you request differently.

You can ask to exclude any character(s)!

Where can I request a matchup?

Requests can be made in the MATCHUP REQUESTS/ASK ME ANYTHING tab.

What do I need to include in my request?

Required

Fandom(s)

Your gender and/or pronouns

Your sexual orientation and/or preferences

Description of personality

Optional (but definitely helps me out!)

Description of appearance

Hobbies

Personality alignment (Myers-Briggs, Enneagram, Hogwarts House, etc.)

What you would look for in a partner and/or friend

Any other information you think would be helpful – the more you provide, the more I can work with!

Now with that out of the way, onto the fandoms!

Listed directly below is a shortlist of all the fandoms I take requests for as well as some extra information as needed.

Disclaimers

If a title is in italics, it means that while I feel comfortable providing matchups for this show, I have not watched every season. If a character drastically changes after a certain point, I may not be aware. The last season I watched of these shows will be included in parentheses.

All movies/shows based on novels will most likely focus on the on-screen adaptations of characters.

SHOWS

The 100 (6)

Good Omens

The Good Place (3)

Lucifer (4)

On My Block

Parks and Recreation (4)

Prodigal Son (1)

Sherlock

Space Force

Supernatural (14)

The Walking Dead (8)

MOVIES

Clueless

The Greatest Showman

Harry Potter -- Unless specified in request, will entail 2 sets of matchups as a student (Golden Trio and Marauders eras respectively)

The Hunger Games

Marvel Cinematic Universe -- Unless age is specified, underage characters will NOT be available for romantic matchups

BROADWAY

Anastasia

Beetlejuice

Carrie (2012 Off-Broadway)

Hadestown

Hamilton

Les Misérables

The Phantom of the Opera

Six

VIDEO GAMES

Detroit: Become Human

Red Dead Redemption 2

What’s below the cut?

A masterlist of characters in each fandom that will be considered for each request (unless marked with an asterisk (*), all characters are assumed to be available for both romantic AND friendly matchups while names marked with an asterisk are only available for friendly matchups). Listed alphabetically by first name.

Don’t be afraid to tell me about a typo!

Any questions? Just want to talk? You can also use the MATCHUP REQUESTS/ASK ME ANYTHING tab to get ahold of me!

SHOWS

Bellamy Blake

Clarke Griffin

Echo

Finn Collins

Harper McIntyre

Jasper Jordan

Johnathan “John” Murphy

Jordan Green

Lexa

Lincoln

Marcus Kane

Monty Green

Octavia Blake

Raven Reyes

Roan

Wells Jaha

Aziraphale

Anathema Device

Crowley

Newton Pulsifer

Mme. Tracy*

Witchfinder Sgt. Shadwell*

Chidi Anagonye

Eleanor Shellstrop

Jason Mendoza

Michael*

Tahani Al-Jamil

Amenadiel

Det. Chloe Decker

Det. Daniel “Dan” Espinoza

Ella Lopez

Eve

Dr. Linda Martin*

Lucifer Morningstar

Mazikeen “Maze”

Cesar Diaz

Jamal Turner

Jasmine Flores

Monsé Finnie

Oscar “Spooky” Diaz

Ruben “Ruby” Martinez Jr.

Andrew “Andy” Dwyer

Ann Perkins

April Ludgate

Benjamin “Ben” Wyatt

Christopher “Chris” Traeger

Donna Meagle*

Gerald “Jerry” Gergich*

Jean-Ralphio Saperstein*

Leslie Knope

Ronald “Ron” Swanson*

Ainsley Whitly

Det. Dani Powell

Edrisa Tanaka

Lt. Gil Arroyo

Det. James “JT” Tarmel

Jessica Whitly

Malcolm Bright

DI Greg Lestrade

Mrs. Hudson*

James “Jim” Moriarty

Dr. John Watson

Mary Morstan*

Molly Hooper

Mycroft Holmes

Sherlock Holmes

Dr. Adrian Mallory*

Capt. Angela Ali

Brig. Gen. Bradley Gregory*

Dr. Chan Kaifang

Duncan Tabner

Erin Naird

F. Tony Scarapiducci

Kelly King

Maggie Naird*

Gen. Mark Naird*

Abbie “Bela” Talbot*

Adam Milligan

Alex Jones

Balthazar

Benjamin “Benny” Lafitte

Castiel

Charlene “Charlie” Bradbury

Claire Novak

Crowley

Dean Winchester

Sheriff Donna Hanscum

Eileen Leahy

Ellen Harvelle*

Gabriel

Garth Fitzgerald IV

Jack Kline

Jessica “Jess” Moore*

Joanna “Jo” Harvelle

Sheriff Jody Mills*

John Winchester

Kaia Nieves

Kevin Tran

Lucifer

Meg Masters

Michael “Mick” Davies

Patience Turner

Robert “Bobby” Singer*

Rowena MacLeod

Rufus Turner*

Samuel “Sam” Winchester

Aaron

Abraham Ford

Andrea*

Beth Greene

Carl Grimes*

Carol Peletier*

Dale Horvath*

Daryl Dixon

Dwight

Enid*

Eugene Porter*

King Ezekiel*

Father Gabriel Stokes

Glenn Rhee

Hershel Greene*

Maggie Greene

Michonne

Morgan Jones*

Negan Smith

Paul “Jesus” Rovia

Rick Grimes

Rosita Espinosa

Sasha Williams

Tara Chambler

Tyreese Williams

MOVIES

Cher Horowitz

Dionne Davenport

Josh Lucas

Tai Frasier

Travis Birkenstock

Anne Wheeler

Charity Barnum

Jenny Lind

Lettie Lutz*

Phillip Carlyle

Phineas “P.T.” Barnum

W.D. Wheeler

Alastor “Mad-Eye” Moody*

Albus Dumbledore*

Arthur Weasley*

Cedric Diggory

Cho Chang

Draco Malfoy

Fleur Delacour

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Ginevra “Ginny” Weasley

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

James Potter

Lily Evans

Luna Lovegood

Minerva McGonagall*

Molly Weasley*

Neville Longbottom

Nymphadora Tonks*

Oliver Wood

Remus Lupin

Ronald “Ron” Weasley

Rubeus Hagrid*

Severus Snape

Sirius Black

Viktor Krum

Cinna

Effie Trinket*

Finnick Odair

Gale Hawthorne

Haymitch Abernathy*

Johanna Mason

Katniss Everdeen

Peeta Mellark

Anthony “Tony” Stark -- Iron Man

Dr. Bruce Banner -- Hulk

Carol Danvers -- Captain Marvel

Dr. Christine Palmer*

Clint Barton -- Hawkeye

Drax the Destroyer*

Edward “Ned” Leeds

Gamora

Groot*

Harold “Happy” Hogan*

Dr. Henry “Hank” Pym*\

Hope van Dyne -- Wasp

Sgt. James “Bucky” Barnes -- Winter Soldier

Col. James “Rhodey” Rhodes -- War Machine

Loki Laufeyson

Luis*

Mantis*

Dr. Margaret “Peggy” Carter*

Cdr. Maria Hill*

May Parker*

Lord M’Baku

Michelle “MJ” Jones

Nakia

Natasha Romanoff -- Black Widow

Nebula*

Col. Nicholas “Nick” Fury*

Okoye

Peter Parker -- Spider-Man

Peter Quill -- Star-Lord

Agt. Phillip “Phil” Coulson*

Pietro Maximoff -- Quicksilver

Rocket*

Samuel “Sam” Wilson -- Falcon

Scott Lang -- Ant-Man

Shuri

Dr. Stephen Strange

Steven “Steve” Rogers -- Captain America

King T’Challa -- Black Panther

Thor Odinson

Valkyrie

Virginia “Pepper” Potts

Vision

Wanda Maximoff -- Scarlet Witch

W’Kabi

Wong*

Yelena Belova

Yondu Udonta*

BROADWAY

Grand Duchess Anastasia Romanov

Dimitri Sudayev

Gleb Vaganov

Countess Lily Malevsky-Malevitch*

Dowager Empress Maria Feodorovna*

Vladimir “Vlad” Popov*

Adam Maitland

Barbara Maitland

Beetlejuice*

Delia Schlimmer

Lydia Deetz*

Carrie White

Christine “Chris” Hargensen

Susan “Sue” Snell

Thomas “Tommy” Ross

Eurydice

Hades

Hermes*

Orpheus

Persephone

Aaron Burr

Alexander Hamilton

Angelica Schuyler

Elizabeth “Eliza” Schuyler

George Washington

Hercules Mulligan

James Madison

John Laurens

Margarita “Peggy” Schuyler

Maria Reynolds

Marquis de Lafayette

Philip Hamilton

Thomas Jefferson

Cosette

Enjolras

Éponine Thénardier

Fantine

Insp. Javert

Jean Valjean

Marius Pontmercy

Carlotta Giudicelli*

Christine Daaé

Erik “The Phantom”

Mme. Giry*

Meg Giry

Raoul de Chagny

Anna of Cleves

Anne Boleyn

Catherine of Aragon

Catherine Parr

Jane Seymour

Katherine Howard

VIDEO GAMES

Carl Manfred*

Chloe

Det. Chris Miller*

Connor

Elijah Kamski

Lt. Hank Anderson*

Capt. Jeffrey Fowler*

Josh

Kara

Leo Manfred

Lucy*

Luther

Markus

North

Rose Chapman*

Simon

Abigail Roberts

Arthur Morgan

Beau Gray*

Charles Smith

Daniël “Dutch” Van der Linde

Eagle Flies

Hosea Matthews*

Javier Escuella

Johnathan “John” Marston Sr.

Josiah Trelawny

Karen Jones

Kieran Duffy

Leonard “Lenny” Summers

Marion “Bill” Williamson

Mary-Beth Gaskill

Micah Bell

Molly O’Shea

Penelope Braithwaite*

Rev. Orville Swanson*

Sadie Adler

Sean MacGuire

Simon Pearson*

Tilly Jackson

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toastiel · 7 years

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Never An Option

This was written as an entry to the Louden Swain Bang, courtesy of @mrswhozeewhatsis. Hope this is alright. If you love it, leave a comment?

Title: Never An Option Author: Toastiel Word Count: 1201 Genre: General Pairing: Chuck/Donna (Chonna) Rating:T Song: Change the Locks Summary: He ruins everything he touches. Everything except her.

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It was always nice when things went according to plan, when there were no bumps in the road or hiccups to worry about.

Not that Chuck would know what that felt like. He was used to setbacks. Hell, a bump in the road would be nice once in awhile compared to the catastrophic failure that had become so commonplace. His entire existence was one failure after another. He’d failed at being God, he’d sure as hell failed at being a father figure. He’d failed as a writer, and he’d kinda failed at creation (though he did place part of that blame on his conniving, vindictive twin). Then, to make it all come full circle, he’d failed at being a failure and returned to being God. Most days he wasn’t even sure if he was winning or losing or just standing out in left field waiting for the ball to smack him in the face.

The only exception, he thought, was her. He hadn’t failed with her, at least not yet. He prayed to himself that he never would, because losing her would be it for him. For someone that was supposed to be omnipotent, Chuck had been completely blindsided when Donna Hanscum had sauntered into his life, all smiles and sunshine. Maybe it was the fact that she was so opposite him, so optimistic and full of energy. Maybe it was her constant reassurance to everyone around her that things would work out, or maybe it was the fact that, despite all of this, she was just as broken inside as he was. She just did a better job of hiding it.

Regardless of why, Donna had situated herself firmly in his life and in his heart, and Chuck would be damned if he gave her up without a fight. He’d given up too much already.

Not her. Never her.

He wanted to scream, to rage, to make the entire universe quake with the power of his fury.

It was ruined. All of it, ruined. Weeks of planning the perfect evening, of prepping, of making sure that every last detail was as perfect as it could possibly be (because she deserved nothing less for her birthday), all down the drain, and for what?

Doug fucking Kantos.

Chuck should have known things couldn’t just go smoothly, he should have be prepared for the conniving little snake to appear (it always did, after all). Still, he let out a heavy sigh of bone deep wariness, nothing could have ever prepared him for this, which was saying something because, hell, he’d raised Lucifer and Gabriel.

He should have smote the smug bastard where he stood, he fumed as he paced the library of the bunker. He should have just reached out and smote the shit out of him. One look at the man had told Chuck all he needed to know, and the look in Donna’s eyes had cemented the notion that he was a vile, repugnant, little cockroach. He should have spared the world (and the poor woman on his arm) some trouble and wiped the jackass from existence.

Instead, he’d taken Donna’s hand and turned her around, whisking them back home.

‘You ran,’ he chastised himself as he shook his head. ‘You ran like you always do, because you're a coward. No wonder she doesn’t want to look at you. I don’t want to look at you.

The mirror over on one of the lower bookcases he’d been glaring into shattered, the tinkling of glass falling to the concrete floor echoing throughout the suddenly too quiet room. He’d never heard a sound that perfectly resembled his life before, but if one existed, that was it; the sound of bitter disappointment, despair, and self-loathing.

“Aaaaargh!” Chuck roared, the entire building trembling from the force of it. He pointedly ignored the Winchesters as they appeared to assess the problem. He chose instead to slam his fist into the nearest wall, the pain radiating up his arm and helping to dull the ache in his chest.

It was all his fault. He was losing her because he wasn’t good enough to keep her, and they both knew it. With a huff of irritation, he vanished. He needed to calm down, to think, and he couldn’t risk hurting the few people that cared about him in the process.

He never saw her watch him leave.

He sure as hell hadn’t been expecting her to be there waiting when he came back either, but there she was, sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of tea, wrapped up in her fuzzy pink bathrobe with her bunny slippered feet tucked up underneath her. It almost looked normal.

“Feel better?” Something was off about her tone and it tore at something deep inside him.

“Not really.” He sighed, running one hand through his already mussed curls.

She sighed and stood, taking slow, shuffling steps toward him. He could see she’d been crying. Her eyes were puffy, her cheeks were blotchy, and her nose was red. Even so, she was still one of the most beautiful things in existence. His heart clenched at the realization that he was the reason for her tears. He’d hurt her. He’d made her cry, and he couldn’t forgive himself for that.

“Donna, I-”

“Stop,” she whispered, pressing one warm finger to his lips. “Stop thinking so loud. Stop beating yourself up. Stop blaming yourself. Just...stop, Chuck.”

He let out a whoosh of air, his entire body deflating as the anger he’d been carrying just slipped away.

“Let’s go to bed.” She smiled warmly at him, her brown eyes glimmering in the florescent lighting.

“But I-”

“Shush.” Donna sat her cup on the island and took one of his hands between both of hers, still warm from the cup. “There’s plenty of time to talk tomorrow. Now, bed.”

“Just like that? You’re not...I left and...I ran...I’m…”He didn’t know how to actually voice his fears.

“Oh, no, I am. I ate half a bag of Dean’s powdered doughnuts, and two of Gabriel’s chocolate bars he thinks I don’t know about. That’s on you, so you betcha I’m not a happy camper, Charles Shurley, but I’m tired, so we’ll talk about it in the morning.”

“Bu-”

“Bed. Now.”

Feeling for all the world like a scolded child, Chuck hung his head, letting her lead him by the hand to the room they shared. He supposed it could have been worse, and come morning he could very well be spending the next month in the dog house, but he had her. Even with all his self-pitying and his temper tantrums and his insecurities, he still had her. If she could weather the storm that was Chuck Shurley, he had hope that losing her would never be an issue.

“Hey,” he whispered as they snuggled down beneath the blankets, his nose pressed into her hair.

“Hmm?”

“Thank you.”

“For?”

“For being here.”

“Here is right where I want to be, silly.” Donna muttered sleepily, fighting back a yawn. “Now, for the last time, shush and go to bed.”

He pulled her flush against him, the warmth of her seeping into his flesh and bones and chasing away the cold that had taken over. He’d be better, fight harder, prove he deserved her. He had to.

Losing her wasn't an option.

#Louden Swain Mini Bang 2017 #Louden Swain #Rob Benedict #Supernatural #Oneshot #Fic #Chonna #fuckyeahchonna #introspection #Donna Hanscum #Chuck Shurley #relationshipfic #established relationship #Change The Locks #No Time Like The Present

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whatareyousearchingfordean · 5 years

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Oneshots

A Period Drama - When that time of the month hits, Y/n wants nothing more than to curl up in bed and forget about the world. Lucky for her, Dean has other plans.

Apologies - When the reader overreacts to Dean’s harmless words, she devises a plan to make it up to him. (Challenge entry, Pisces!Reader)

Assault - Dean will always find his way back to you, his favorite Professor. (NSFW, GIEPP challenge entry)

Bullshit - Dean and the reader have a family game night with Sam and Mary (Challenge entry)

Chicken Soup for The Soul - Reader is sick and left behind on a hunt. Dean returns and takes care of her.

Come As You Are - Dean takes Y/n dress shopping for a hunt, both of them blissfully unaware of where it will lead. (NSFW)

Coming Home - Dean and the reader spend their first night at home with their newest addition (Drabble)

Distractions - The Winchester and the reader are all looking for a distraction from researching The Mark. When she finds Dean working on Baby, she can think of only one that will work for both of them. (NSFW)

Drink a Beer - Dean reminisces about the reader at their favorite spot (Based on the song by Luke Bryan)

Fall - The reader finds herself a little tied up on a hunt with the boys, but does she really need their help to get away? (Challenge entry)

I’ll Be - You knew that embarking in a friends with benefits relationship with Dean would only cause you heartache.

Imperium Locus - Dean wasn’t supposed to feel the way he did about Donna Hanscum. On paper, the pair were never meant to be, but what happens when he dares to let his guard down. (Dean Winchester x Donna Hanscum)

I See You - Alex hasn’t been feeling quite herself, Dean is there to listen. (Dean x Alex, platonic)

Heading Off - The reader and Dean need to get away from research to cure The Mark and have a little fun in the impala (NSFW)

Home - Dean pays his girlfriend a visit.

Just A Little Longer - After Dean loses his mother, again, the reader wants nothing more than to just be there for the man she loves (NSFW).

Last Christmas - Maybe falling for a Winchester wasn’t the smartest thing to do. (Based on the song by Wham!)

Lawrence Pie Co. - Being new in town, you decided to get to know what the Lawrence, Kansas has to offer. Little did you know you would find the most delicious pie you’ve ever tasted and an even more delicious man.

Lawrence Pie Co. Part 2 - You have been seeing the bakery owner since that night he took you home in the rain. With Thanksgiving on the horizon, you were anxious to finally meet his family. Little did you know just how awkward it would be.

Learning To Dance In The Rain - When Dean notices Y/n spiraling during her studies, he knows the perfect way to help her relax.

Let Her Go - Why does it always take losing someone to realize just what they mean to you? (NSFW, ABO Dynamics, Challenge entry, Based on the song by Passenger)

Making Dean a Pie - You should never withhold pie from Dean Winchester, or he just might have to teach you a lesson (NSFW, Challenge entry)

Mint Condition - After ridding himself of Michael, Dean has been a little recluse. The reader decides to try and spend some time with him.

My Girl - Dean appreciates his girl and everything that she is.

Off My Mind - She never meant to fall into bed with Dean Winchester again, so how could she expect this time to be any different? (NSFW)

Only Hope - When you find out Dean is on a hookup app, you can’t help yourself from teasing him. (Platonic relationship)

Out Of The Fire - After a tough call that leaves the whole station exhausted, Dean searches out Y/n for company. Only problem is, she is less than thrilled to see him in her room.

Papa Don’t Preach - Dean isn’t very happy when you tell him your secret. (Based on the song by Madonna)

Shelter - The reader finds herself separated from Dean on a hunt. Could one miss-step cost her her life, or is it simply a new beginning?

Shut Up - A celebratory drink after a hunt gone well leads to something she least expected.

The Wedding Date - When he finds out that his ex, Andrea, is bringing a date to their mutual friend’s wedding, Benny seeks out a woman to pretend to be his own girlfriend to save face. That’s when he lands on Y/n, his buddy, Dean’s, best friend. She is happy to oblige the charming southerner, but the night just may churn up some unexpected emotions between her and Dean. (Dean Winchester x Reader)

This Night - After the Winchesters rescue her from the clutches of some no-name demon, she has trouble facing the dark alone. Dean decides to try and help her take her mind off the memories that haunt her dreams.

We Always Do - The Mark of Cain is stressing out everybody, and after Dean loses control with Metatron, the reader will do anything to help him feel better. (NSFW)

Series

Accidentally In Love - After her latest failed relationship, Y/n begins to worry that her chance at a happily ever after is passing her by. Wanting to take things into her own hands, she decides on using a sperm donor to start her family. Only thing is, she has set her sight on her best friend, Dean Winchester, as the father. (AU)

Kiss From a Rose - Y/n has been hunting alongside the infamous Winchesters for years now, but when an unexpected case pops up in her hometown, she finds herself struggling not only with her feelings for the eldest brother but with the things from her past that she has been fighting to forget.

War and Peace - She has spent the last five years of her life as Dean Winchester’s assistant. Y/n has been there with Sam and Dean to help build their publishing company from the ground up. Having now finished her own manuscript, she’s looking for a way to get the pages on his desk. Only thing is, her plan is put on hold after a night spent in his penthouse goes horribly wrong. Will one huge misunderstanding cost her her job, or will it bring her something even better than a published book? (AU, NSFW)

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Noche de Chicas

Inglés autor: @imagining-supernatural Traducido por: @kclaire1

Sumario: Trabajas en UAC (Unidad de Análisis de Conducta) y recibes una llamada de Donna Hanscum para que la ayudes con un caso.

Recuento de palabras: 2.517

Advertencias: Ninguna.

N/A: Bueno… estaba viendo Mentes Criminales y pensé “¿Y si Dean y Sam cogieran un caso en el que también trabajara la UAC?” Y esto fue lo que ocurrió….

English Version: Girls’ Night

Te sentaste en la mesa de la sala que la policía local había destinado como oficina temporal del FBI y miraste a las carpetas que tenías delante. Fotografías de cuerpos mutilados estaban expuestas al lado de otras en las que las victimas aparecían sonriendo antes de ser asesinadas.

Algo no estaba bien. Esa idea te había estado rondando la cabeza desde que comenzasteis con este caso. Como miembro de la Unidad de Análisis de Conducta, habías aprendido a confiar en tus instintos. El único problema es que no estabas segura de lo que te tus instintos estaban tratando de decirte.

“¿Cómo va todo por aquí?” preguntó la Sheriff Donna Hanscum anunciando su entrada con un obvio acento de Minnesota. Donna era el tipo de Sheriff alegre. Al principio habías dudado de su habilidad para hacer bien su trabajo, ya que parecía una persona demasiado dulce y suave. La gente como ella raramente se convertía en buenos policías. Pero después de una hora o dos trabajando con ella todas tus dudas se habían disipado. Era condenadamente buena en lo que hacía y tenías suerte de tener su ayuda.

“Hay… algo,” murmuraste frustrada. “Pero no sé decirte que es.”

“¿Puedo hacer algo para ayudar?” se ofreció.

Lo pensaste durante un minuto. “Sí, de hecho. ¿Puedes ayudarme a revisar los informes del forense? ¿Comparar las victimas y demás?”

“¡Apuesto a que si!”

Durante casi media hora trabajasteis en ello, y casi podías sentir la respuesta, casi lo tenías, pero aún no. Había que encontrar y detener al asesino en serie y tú estabas cerca. Podías sentirlo. Fue entonces cuando os llamaron para informaros que había aparecido otro cuerpo y Donna y tú tuvisteis que dejar vuestra tarea para ir a encontraros con el resto del equipo.

*****

La escena del crimen era tan horrible como las anteriores. El cuerpo de la victima (o lo que quedaba de ella) estaba en un callejón detrás de un bar. Lo había encontrado esa mañana una persona que iba haciendo footing. Algunos miembros de tu equipo lo estaban interrogando, así que te tomaste tu tiempo para echar un vistazo a la escena del crimen buscando esos pequeños detalles que te habían entrenado a encontrar.

Entonces viste a dos hombres altos vestidos con traje acercándose a grandes pasos hacia ti. O hacia la escena del crimen, te corregiste. Te moviste para interceptarlos. Según se acercaban el más bajo busco en el bolsillo de su traje barato y tú llevaste la mano hasta tu pistola en caso de que tuviera un arma. Pero el más alto le susurró algo y el más bajo sacó la mano sin que hubiera nada en ella.

“Perdonad. Tenéis que iros,” les gritaste. Se detuvieron a unos cuantos pasos.

El más alto hizo un gesto con la cabeza a lo que estaba ocurriendo detrás de ti cambiando de posición. “¿Qué está ocurriendo aquí?”

“Es la escena de un crimen Federal. Tenéis que evacuar la zona inmediatamente.”

“¿Este es como los cuatro anteriores?” dijo el más bajo con algo más que curiosidad.

De repente todo encajó. El gesto con el que el hombre había rebuscado dentro del bolsillo, donde una placa del FBI podría estar. Trajes baratos, de imitación. El tono autoritario en su voz cuando preguntaba por los asesinatos. “Vosotros sois cazadores.”

La sorpresa era obvia. Ninguno de los dos dijo nada durante un momento. No necesitaste más para juntar todas las piezas del puzle. El momento era perfecto. El primer cuerpo había aparecido hacía dos meses. Los dos siguientes el mes pasado y uno más la noche anterior. Con el que habíais encontrado esta mañana el patron de los ataques tenía sentido. Si cruzabas la información del los órganos desaparecidos en las victimas, siempre había un órgano que faltaba: el corazón. “Es un hombre-lobo, ¿verdad?”

“¿Sam, Dean?” la Sheriff Donna caminó detrás de ti y abrazó al más bajo con fuerza. Incómodo, pero afectuosamente, le dio unas palmaditas en la espalda. Después abrazó al más alto que le respondió un leve abrazo. “¡No os he visto en dos meses! ¿Cómo estáis? Veo que aún estáis – espera un minuto. Si estáis aquí eso significa—“

Dejó la frase en suspenso, mirándote a ti. Sabías que no quería decir nada delante de una agente federal que pudiera ser sospechoso, pero tú ya sabías lo que estaba pensando. “Que es un hombre-lobo,” le dijiste.

“Espera,” el más bajo dijo recuperando la voz finalmente. Dio un paso atrás y levantó una mano para hacer una pausa en la conversación. “¿Cómo es que sabes de la existencia de cazadores?”

“Vosotros dos no sois los primeros cazadores que me he encontrado,” dijiste simplemente. Después estiraste la mano para darles un apretón. “Soy la Agente Especial T/N T/A.”

Los hombres se presentaron como Sam y Dean Winchester. El nombre te sonaba, pero no podías recordar tan rápidamente de qué así que lo guardaste para pensarlo luego.

Miraste a la escena del crimen donde el resto de tu equipo ya estaba acabando. “Os tenéis que ir. Puedo llamaros más tarde, cuando recojamos para pasar la noche, y dejaros dar un rápido vistazo, pero no os puedo dejar quedaros. ¿Asumo que la Sheriff Hanscum tiene vuestro número?”

Sam asintió. “Lo entendemos.”

Comenzaron a irse pero tu voz los detuvo un momento. “Si le decís a alguien que os he dicho esto, os mataré. Pero el perfil geográfico se extiende en un radio de cuatro kilómetros y medio alrededor del area residencial. Este es el primer asesinato fuera de ese area. Yo empezaría a buscar en el centro de la ciudad. Pero manteneros alejados de mi equipo.”

Asintieron dándote las gracias y se alejaron.

*****

“¿Qué tal si vamos a echar un vistazo a ese bar esta noche?” Donna preguntó cuando tu equipo se retiraba para pasar la noche. “¿Noche de chicas?”

Sonreíste. Hubieras dicho sí incluso aunque no tuvieras un caso. Donna era la clase de optimista que se convertía en una borracha graciosa. “Dame quince minutos para cambiarme y estaré lista para romper la ciudad.”

“¡Genial!” casi gritó. “Te recogeré en el hotel.”

Te pusiste la única ropa informal que habías metido en la maleta; unos vaqueros y una camiseta lisa negra. Una cadenita de plata era lo único que habías traído para arreglarte, pero decidiste compensarlo con un poco más de maquillaje de lo habitual. Después de todo, ibais a ir a investigar en un bar. Tenías que hacer tu papel.

“¡Pero mírate!” exclamó Donna cuando le abriste la puerta.

“Míranos!” le corregiste. “Esta noche vamos a ser el centro de atención.”

Os subisteis en su coche y empezó a conducir. “Así qué, ¿cómo es que has oído hablar de los cazadores?”

Dudaste. Había pasado tanto tiempo desde que le habías contado a alguien la verdadera historia de lo que le pasó a tu familia. Pero Donna lo creería. “Cuando tenía diecisiete, mi familia fue asesinada por el fantasma de un tipo que murió electrocutado. Debido a la forma en la que murió se había estado moviendo por las líneas eléctricas. Unos cazadores vinieron a la ciudad, echaron sal y quemaron los huesos, y desde entonces he estado estudiando la información sólo para estar preparada. ¿Y qué hay de ti?”

“Ah, verás, fui a un retiro de fin de semana con más sheriffs y me tropecé con un vampiro. Sam, Dean y Jody – es otra sheriff- me pusieron al día. ¿Por qué no eres una cazadora?”

“¿Por qué no lo eres tú?” le devolviste la pregunta.

Se rió, como si acabaras de hacer un chiste. “Ya veo. Cazas monstruos humanos. Yo de hecho he estado en un par de cazas.”

Aparcasteis al llegar al bar, al lado de un precioso Chevy Impala. No tardaste mucho en ver a los Winchesters una vez que estuvisteis dentro. Dean levantó una mano para asegurarse de que les habíais visto y Donna y tú caminasteis entre la multitud hacia donde estaban ellos. Tan pronto como te sentaste, Dean comenzó a ponerlos al día.

“No hemos encontrado ninguna relación entre las victimas así–“

“A lo mejor el hombre-lobo no va a por la gente que odia subconscientemente. Quiero decir, no todos los hombres-lobo conservan los instintos y emociones humanas.” Le cortaste. Dean ladeó la cabeza y te miró impresionado ante tu aparente conocimiento. Te encogiste de hombros. “Leo un montón.”

“Ya, vale. Bueno, a menos que vosotros hayáis encontrado algo nosotros no tenemos nada.”

Donna y tu os turnasteis en contarles lo poco que la policía y la UAC habían logrado averiguar. Durante media hora los cuatro hicisteis una tormenta de ideas antes de decidir echar un vistazo a los alrededores.

“Sabes,” dijo Dean una vez estuvisteis en la calle. “No estamos acostumbrados a recibir ayuda del FBI.”

Asentiste. “Estáis más acostumbrados a estar en la lista de los más buscados, ¿no? Tengo un par de balas en esta pistola que puedo dispararte si eso te hace sentir más cómodo.”

Dean se rio. “Si quieres hacerme sentir más cómodo, puedo sugerirte un par de cosas mejores que hacer. Además, tu pistola no valdría de mucho en caso de-“

“Balas de plata. Las cambié en cuanto pude.”

“Deberíamos separarnos,” sugirió Sam. “Hay un montón de terreno que cubrir.”

Dean asintió. “Donna, tú vas con Sam. T/N, tú vas conmigo.”

Te cruzaste de brazos. “¿Esta es tu forma de decir que las mujeres necesitamos un hombre fuerte a nuestro lado?”

“Eso,” Donna levantó la barbilla y se paró a tu lado, mirando fijamente a Dean también. “Por que no lo necesitamos.”

“Yo no he dicho – eso no es lo que – yo – Sammy?” Dean miró a su hermano buscando refuerzos, pero Sam sólo se rió y levantó las manos en el aire en el gesto universal para apáñatelas tú solo, tío. “Vale, Sam y yo iremos al este. Donna y tú al oeste. Nos encontraremos aquí en una hora.”

Los Winchester se alejaron y le sonreíste a Donna. “Eso ha sido divertido.”

“Sí que lo ha sido,” Dio un saltito. “Ahora vamos a matar a un hombre-lobo.”

Caminasteis por las calles, charlando mientras os manteníais alerta a cualquier cosa fuera de lo normal. Después de diez minutos escuchaste un chillido procedente de un par de calles delante de vosotras. Donna y tú os mirasteis entre vosotras y echasteis a correr hacia el sonido. En un callejón detrás de una tienda de verduras, una figura estaba inclinada sobre un cuerpo colocado boca abajo. No dudaste – disparaste. El hombre-lobo saltó pero no le habías alcanzado el corazón. Desde detrás de ti otra bala le alcanzó la cabeza y el cuando el cuerpo cayó te volviste para ver la pistola de Donna apuntando directamente al caído hombre-lobo. Las dos os acercasteis, con las pistolas apuntando al cuerpo retorcido. Cuando gruñó, le metiste otra bala que efectivamente le mató.

“Vigila al lobo,” le ordenaste a Donna, metida de nuevo en tu modo FBI y tomando el mando. Te apresuraste a agacharte sobre la victima y le buscaste el pulso. Era débil, y había un montón de sangre. “Mira a ver si hay sangre en la boca del lobo.”

“¿Por qué?” te preguntó aunque hizo lo que le pedías.

“Tenemos que saber si la ha mordido.” Todos tus instintos te gritaban que salvaras a esa adolescente, pero no podías arriesgarte a que se convirtiera en un hombre-lobo.

“No hay sangre.” Dijo Donna.

“Dame una linterna.”

Donna sacó una pequeña linterna de su bolsillo justo cuando Sam y Dean llegaban corriendo, con las pistolas preparadas para apuntar. Les ignoraste, concentrándote en la chica y en el foco de la linterna de Donna. Había marcas de garras en su garganta y te costó un momento encontrar la arteria que había sido seccionada. Metiste el dedo en el corte y sujetaste con dos dedos la arteria cortada. “Necesito ayuda médica. Donna…”

“Estoy en ello,” replicó. Un segundo más tarde estaba hablando por teléfono.

Dean se agachó a tu lado. “¿Qué puedo hacer?”

“Iros,” levantaste la mirada para hablarle. “Eso se va a llenar de policías y FBI en tres minutos. Me da la sensación de que Sam y tú preferirías estar lejos.”

“Yo – pero ¿qué les vas a decir?”

Casi te encogiste de hombros, pero recordaste que tenías literalmente la vida de alguien en tus manos. “Algo. Donna y yo nos lo inventaremos. No es como si vosotros hubierais intervenido de todas formas. ¡Ahora iros!”

Sam tiró de Dean y los dos desaparecieron en la noche.

*****

Eran las cuatro de la mañana cuando conseguiste volver a la habitación de tu hotel. Había sido pura suerte tonta que hubierais matado al Hombre-lobo. No Hubiera habido forma averiguar quien era si no hubiera estado por allí. La chica estaba en quirófano y los médicos no estaban seguros de si iba a sobrevivir pero sabías que tú habías hecho todo lo que podías. Ahora sólo querías dejarte caer sobre la cama y dormir unas cuantas horas.

Pero cuando llegaste a la habitación y comenzaste a abrir la puerta te quedaste parada. Un sexto sentido te hizo cosquillas en la mente. Antes de abrir la puerta sacaste la pistola. Con un rápido movimiento la puerta se abrió, se encendieron las luces y tu pistola apuntó al intruso.

“!Epaaa!” Dean levantó las manos. Detrás de él, Sam le imitó.

Te guardaste el arma y bufaste. “Avisadme la próxima vez, ¿vale?”

Dean sonrió descortés. “Bueno, te hubiera mandado un mensaje, pero te olvidaste de darme tu número.”

Levantaste una ceja. “Por favor, dime que tienes mejores frases que esa.”

Sam se rió. “No, no las tiene.”

Sacudiste la cabeza e intercambiaste números con los Winchesters. “Ahora, contadme que estáis haciendo en mi habitación o tendré que mataros para por fin poder acostarme.”

“Solo queríamos ver como había ido todo cuando nos marchamos.” Sam dijo con voz apaciguadora.

Te dejaste caer en una silla de madera. “Afortunadamente el lobo cambió a forma humana. Así que no hubo más preguntas. La chica puede o puede que no salga de esta. Y alguna gente en la oficina nos escuchó a Donna y a mi planear una noche de chicas así que teníamos una excusa para estar por la zona. Vosotros estáis a salvo. Yo estoy a salvo. Donna esta a salvo.”

Sam se dio una palmada en los muslos antes de levantarse. “Vale, pareces agotada. Dean y yo nos vamos y te dejamos dormir.”

Estaban casi en la puerta cuando Dean se dio la vuelta. “Eh, de verdad eres una entendida, así que si alguna vez quieres cazar con nosotros…”

“Gracias, pero estoy bien donde estoy. Hay más monstruos que los supernaturales.” Sonreíste para suavizar un poco tu rechazo, pero Dean te siguió el rollo.

“Sé lo que quieres decir. Llámanos si alguna vez te tropiezas con algo.”

Te levantaste y caminaste hacia la puerta. “Lo haré, gracias. Adiós, Winchesters.”

Se despidieron a coro y les miraste mientras el Impala desaparecía en la noche. Tenías la sensación de que no te olvidarías de los Winchesters fácilmente.

Tampoco es que les necesitaras. Donna y tú habíais hecho el trabajo muy bien. Se llama noche de chicas al fin y al cabo.

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