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[deadlykittenkayart]

In another life, I would be your girl We keep all our promises, be us against the world In another life, I would make you stay

@rareshipcreationschallenge​ Round 13: Gemstones and Crystals @deadlyangelkay​ vs. @justanotherdeangirl​ Pair: Megstiel Prompt:  cuprite

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[valiantkingdomkitty-blog]

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Part Of: Buffy the Vampire Slayer Song Challenge @justanotherdeangirl

Song: “What You Feel” - Lord of the Dance

Pairing: Faith Lehane (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) x Reader feat: Buffy, Giles, Xander and Willow just for a sec

Warnings: language, Buffy the Vampire Slayer style violence, all female reader insert, oral sex female receiving, fingering

Summary: Vampire slayer, Faith’s girlfriend is abducted after unknowingly summons Lord of the Dance and Faith must save her before it’s too late.

Y/n was working at the Magic Box like she did every Thursday and she’d picked up one of the books from the table that Buffy’s group was reading. Y/n was a part of Buffy’s group until she started dating the rogue slayer and former criminal Faith. She looked at the book and saw a picture of an ugly demon, “ewe gross” she said putting the book back on the shelf.

She put back the rest of the books back on the shelves, looking back on the table she saw an amulet. Y/n picked it up putting it in her pocket making a mental note to show it to Giles. Y/n went down to the basement to get more rats eyes to put on the self. Suddenly she was attacked by two dummy looking figures, she tried to scream but her mouth was covered.

Giles arrived back in the store and there was no one there, he went down to the basement. He saw the signs of struggle and immediately went up to call Buffy to see if anyone was missing. Buffy and gang met at the Magic Box, “no one’s missing, Dawn is home with Tara and Anya” Buffy said. They all heard footsteps down the stairs, “hey where’s Y/n, she was supposed to be home 3 hours ago” Faith said.

“I don’t know, your the only killer here” Willow said, “fuck this, I don’t have time for this crap, I’ll find her myself” Faith said. She went back upstairs to look around the shop, she found nothing inside. Faith walked outside looking behind the shop and she saw two sets of footprints and drag marks. Something had pulled Y/n away, Faith grabbed her bag of weapons from her car and followed the trail.

Y/n was brought to a bar in the middle of Sunnydale, The Bronze. She was put down in front of a demon with bright red skin. Y/n got up running to the door which was locked and blocked by dummy demon things. “Why’d you run away, Don’t you like my style, Why don’t you come and play, I guarantee a great big smile" he sang.

“I don’t know who you are or what you are, but I don’t want to play with you, I wanna go home” Y/n said. “I come from the imagination and I’m here strictly by your invocation. So what do you say?  Why don’t we dance awhile” he sang. “I didn’t invoke anything, just let me go, or my girlfriend will be mad” Y/n said. “I’m the hottest swing, I’m the twist and shout, when you gotta sing, when you gotta let it out. You call me and I come arunning. I turn the music on, I bring the fun in. Now, we’re partying, that’s what it’s all about” he sang again.

“Stop saying I called you, I didn’t call you, I still don’t know what you are” Y/n said. “Cuz I know, what you feel, girl, I know just what you feel, girl. All these melodies, they go on too long, then that energy starts to come on way too strong. All those hearts lay open, that must sting. Plus, some customers just die combusting.That’s the penalty when life is but a song" he sang again.

He kept on singing, “you brought me down and doomed this town, so, when we blow this scene, back we will go to my kingdom below and you will be my queen. Cuz I know what you feel, girl”. “Yeah well that’s not gonna work for me, I like girls, I’m a lesbian you stupid demon” Y/n said. “I can bring whole cities to ruin nd still have time to get a soft-shoe in” he sang again. “See you’re not listening” Y/n said frustrated, something’s cooking, I’m at the griddle, I bought Nero his very first fiddle" the demon sang.

“Would you stop singing, who the hell is Nero, I don’t know what’s delaying her, she’ll kill you soon enough, see my girlfriends the slayer” Y/n said. “The slayer, go find her, bring here, I’m gonna watch the slayer burn” the demon said. “Yeah, not gonna happen, I’m not talking about Buffy, I’m talking about the badass force of nature slayer, Faith” Y/n said.

“Hi baby girl sorry it took me so long” Faith said before stabbing the dummy demon, “he’s the one setting people on fire and making us sing, he keeps saying I summoned him, I didn’t summon anything” Y/n said. “I know you didn’t, it was Buffy or most likely one of her stupid friends” Faith said. “If she didn’t summon me then why does she have my amulet in her pocket” he said. “I found it, I do work at the Magic Box it wasn’t me, I told you, if I was gonna summon anything it wouldn’t be a singing, dancing demon, I hate singing” Y/n said.

“Now Dancing Demon thing, you have two options, you let me walk out of here with my girlfriend and I let you deal with Buffy and her friends or I just kick your ass and kill you now” Faith said. “Go, I’ll deal with Buffy” he said, Faith grabbed her girlfriends hand and left the bar. “I kinda feel bad, I only got to kill the creepy dummy dude, I’m still all hyped up” Faith said. “Get me home quick since I know how you can use your energy” Y/n said.

They went back to the Magic Box and Buffy and Xander were outside, “hey B, I got my girl back and left the dancing singing fire demon for you, one of your friends made the mess, you clean it up” Faith said getting in the car. Faith and Y/n went to their apartment and Faith pulled Y/n straight to the bedroom. Faith pulled her jacket off and Y/n did the same, Faith pulled Y/n’s shirt off.

Y/n pulled off Faith’s tank top, she put her hands behind Y/n’s back unhooking her bra. Faith unfastened Y/n’s jeans pulling them down her legs, Y/n kicked her shoes off. Faith took her own pants off, while Y/n laid on the bed, watching Faith remove her pants. Faith crawled up the bed in only her bra and panties, she kissed up Y/n’s body. Faith attached her lips to hers, she licked her bottom lip asking for entrance and she granted it.

Faith slid her tongue in her mouth dancing with Y/n’s tongue, while Faith’s hands roamed her body. Faith put one hand on Y/n’s breast and the other slipped down between her legs. Faith slid a finger between her folds, “fuck you’re so wet baby girl” Faith said. Y/n put her hands in the cups of Faith’s bra tweaking her nipples. “That’s a bad girl, I didn’t tell you to touch me” Faith said, she kissed each of Y/n’s nipples on her way to where Y/n needed Faith most.

Faith kissed down her stomach stopping to swirl her tongue around Y/n’s bellybutton. “Faith don’t tease me, I need you, Faith please” Y/n moaned, Faith licked over her slit. She opened Y/n’s pussy lips with her tongue going right for clit. Faith licked over her clit and down to her entrance sliding her tongue inside her. “Yes Faith, yes” Y/n moaned, Faith pumped her tongue in and out relentlessly thrusting her tongue inside her pussy.

Faith felt Y/n’s pussy clench so she moved her tongue replacing it with a finger, she attached her lips around her clit. Faith thrust her finger in and out setting a fast hard pace. Faith added a second finger into Y/n’s wet pussy, Y/n thrust her hips up, fucking Faith’s fingers. Until Faith put her hands on Y/n’s thighs holding her still. Faith sucked her clit while licking circles with her tongue, she curled her fingers hitting her G spot everytime.

Y/n’s orgasm exploded insider her, she fisted Faith’s hair pulling it slightly, “Faith, yes oh fuck yes” Y/n screamed. Faith pulled out her fingers attaching her lips around Y/n’s entrance. Faith lapped up all her pussy juice, Faith pulled her head out of her girlfriends pussy. Faith crawled up kissing Y/n’s lips, she could taste herself on Faith’s tongue and lips. Faith sat up on the bed, “come on we’ve gotta shower, it’s my turn to be fucked” Faith said.

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[teamfreewill-imagine]

Hi for your birthday challenge can I have painter/decorator/handyman or lifeguard with Dean Winchester x Reader

painter/decorator/handyman dean is yours!

[percywinchester27]

For your challenge can I have Prompt 19. Decapitation is not a healthy lifestyle choice or my second choice is Sentence prompt 49. Pairing Dean x Reader

You got 19! I hope you have fun with this Hon :)

Ana’s PJO quotes Challenge

[impalaimagining]

I absolutely love Friends, so I will definitely use the song and anything else I can, could I have one of these quotes: 14. My nipples could cut glass over here. Or 21 I'm going to play my sperm card one more time.

14 is yours :) 

F•R•I•E•N•D•S Quotes Challenge!

[leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid]

Hi I'd love to join your Divas of Storytelling Challenge with Dixie Chicks Cowboy take me away or if that's taken No Doubt Don't speak

Cowboy Take Me Away is yours! 

Join the Divas of Storytelling Challenge

[hannahindie]

Yellow

Characters: Sam Winchester x Reader Word Count: 1,311 Warning: None, really. Little angsty, but don’t let that get you down. Author’s Note: So I was supposed to do this for @pinknerdpanda​’s birthday, along with two other ones, and I am horribly late. I just like to say that we’re drawing her birthday out, because she’s a precious angel baby and I like be her a LOT. So this is for her, and I listened to Yellow by Coldplay while I wrote it. You can listen to it HERE.

Beta’d by the ever lovely @amanda-teaches​, who helps me get my words to work. Also, she’s the best.

Anywho, here you go! I hope you enjoy, and if you’d like to be added to my tag list, please let me know. Thanks!

The wind blew her hair around her face as she stared out at the ocean, her toes dug into the cold sand as she let the sound of the tide roll over her. The stars were bright, like someone had punched holes into a pitch black piece of paper and held it up to a stark, white light. She couldn’t remember ever seeing such a clear sight, and she crossed her arms tighter against the wind as she stared at the broken reflection of the moon. 

 She considered leaving, the time to meet had long come and gone, but she felt rooted in place. The cold water swept in, chilling her to the bone, before sweeping back and depositing another layer of sand over her bare feet. She could hear the voice in her head, telling her to get out of the water, it was too cold, but there was something soothing about sinking into the sand. 

Perhaps she had been silly to think he would come. It had been over a year since she had seen him, or even spoken to him, and to expect him to meet her here had been foolish. The tightness in her chest grew, and she looked back up at the stars and wondered if he was looking at them wherever he might be. She hoped that his circumstances had changed and that he could see them; he had always loved the stars. Their lives were so different...but at least that could be the same. The thought brought some solace, and she took a deep breath of the salty air as she closed her eyes, relishing the crisp air for a moment longer.

“Beautiful, huh?” The sudden voice startled her, and she turned to face the owner.

“Sam?” 

“Hey.” He stared at her, his shaggy hair blowing across his face. 

Her heart was in her throat as she took him in, the way he stood, how his flannel clung to him. Things she thought she had remembered but was suddenly reminded that she had vastly underestimated. 

“You came.” The words were strained as she tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill. 

“Sorry I’m late. I...I wasn’t sure if you still wanted me to come.”

“I wasn’t sure you even could.” 

He tilted his head, his brows furrowed, “Dean didn’t tell you?” 

She shook her head, confusion etched on her face, “No...tell me what?” 

He took a few steps forward, closing the gap between them, “It’s a long story. And you deserve to know, you deserve to know all of it, but right now I’m just glad you’re here.” He glanced down and noticed her bare feet still buried in the sand, “It’s too cold for that, you should be wearing shoes.” 

She laughed, and the tears she had been holding back finally fell. She quickly wiped them away. “Yea,” she sniffled, “probably not the best idea I’ve ever had.” 

He shrugged, “I can think of worse.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked up, “Look at the stars...it’s like they shine for you. I’ve never seen them so bright.” 

“Yea, me neither.” She watched him for a moment, the sea breeze ruffling his already messy hair, and wanted to reach out and brush it from his face. “I thought you were gone for good.”

“I thought I was, too. So did Dean. I honestly didn’t expect to get out of the cage, and when I did...I wasn’t me. It’s been a hell of a year-“ 

“A year?” She took a step back, shaking her head, “You’ve been back for over a year, and you didn’t tell me? You didn’t...you didn’t think I deserved at least a text?” 

“I wasn’t me when I came back, Y/N. I wasn’t...safe to be around. I thought I was doing you and Dean both a favor, but I get that that wasn’t the right choice. I’ll explain everything, but I need you to understand why I waited. I was broken, and you deserved more than just a text.” 

“Not safe? I was always safest with you, that’s not an excuse-“ 

“I didn’t have a soul, Y/N.” 

She fell silent, watching as the gentle giant in front of her seemed to shrink as he waited for her reaction. She knew he’d faced rejection before, of how often he doubted his own goodness, and realized how hard it was for him to admit that to her. 

“Your soul...how?” 

“I’m, uh...still trying to figure that out. Dean, he got it back, made a deal with Death. It’s a lot to explain.” 

“I can see that…” 

“But, I wasn’t good to be around. Me without a soul...I didn’t care about the consequences of my actions. Everything was a means to an end, and somehow I knew I couldn’t tell you I was back. I didn’t care, about you, about anything. But I knew you’d be in danger if I let myself be near you while I was like that. It’s not an excuse, and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Y/N.” 

She was speechless. She was angry; at Sam for not telling her, at Dean for not letting her know what was going on, at herself for not staying in touch with Dean. Nothing about the situation made things easy for any of them, and she was angry that there wasn’t a simple scapegoat to blame it all on. 

“You don’t have to apologize. I mean, I’m angry, yea, but the situation...would normal people go through that? How do you even know what’s best in that situation?” She paused, unsure if she should continue. “You know I love you, right? I love you, and I have since before you fought Michael. I should have told you,, but I was afraid.” 

“Afraid of what? Loving a hunter? I can’t say I blame you.” 

“No, that’s not it. Loving you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done, but sharing you with a world that needs you? It’s terrifying. But, it’s also important, and I was afraid if I told you that you might change your mind. Stupid, I know that now, but at the time…” She shook her head, “Our lives are so different. I’m just some girl you met at the library, interested in the same things for different reasons. The end of the world was at stake. I made a choice, and I’ve regretted it ever since. I love you, Sam, so, so much.” 

She braced herself for the inevitable; meeting here was nice, but how could it ever work? Instead, she was suddenly lifted off her feet, thick arms wrapped around her waist, and his lips were on hers. She gasped as he shifted and his large hands gripped her ass. Despite the chill in the air, Sam was like a heater, and she could feel his warmth through her thick sweater. He pulled away, his teeth biting gently at her lower lip before totally breaking off the kiss. 

“I love you, too,” he rasped quietly, breathing heavily as he stared into her eyes. “I’m sorry for everything, Y/N, more than I can make up for.”

“Just don’t leave me like that again. That’s a good start,” she said, kissing him gently on the nose. “Your nose is cold, let’s get out of here and some place warmer.” 

“Agreed,” he said as he swung her around his waist, hooking his arms under her knees so that she was clinging to his back, “Waffles?” 

She laughed, impressed that he remembered her favorite late night snack, “Waffles.” He nodded, then slowly began the walk from the beach to the car. Y/N tilted her head back and looked at the stars one last time, the crashing of the waves fading as they moved further away.

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[lunarsaturn88]

You Shouldn’t Have Done That For Me

You Shouldn’t Have Done That For Me

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Imagine tending to Dean’s injuries after he got hurt protecting you.

@thefandomimagine

Warnings: Injuries, spoilers for Season 14, angst

Words: 495

You looked at Dean with pursed lips. You couldn’t believe that he was so careless, getting in the way of an attack that was meant for you. You weren’t worth getting injured over. “You didn’t have to do that, Dean… it was reckless and you got hurt.” You said as you treated his wounds from the werewolf that had gotten him good.

Dean winced as you worked on his shredded side. “I couldn’t just let you get hurt…” Dean said as he looked at you. He knew that you would do a good patch up job with how steady your hands were. “That werewolf would have done a lot more damage to you than it did with me.”

You looked up at him with anger in your eyes. “Are you trying to say that the werewolf would have killed me.”

“With the way he was barreling towards you. Yes.” Dean said letting out a breath. He tried his best not to let out a yelp when you pressed a bit hard on one of the scratches.

“I would have had it Dean.” You muttered to him as you worked. “I’ve noticed that you have become more and more reckless on hunts Dean. Don’t you think that I wouldn’t have noticed that you were coming unhinged?” You continued to dab lightly at the wounds. “You’ve been thinking that it’s all your fault for what Michael did, but really Dean it’s not your fault.”

Dean winced as he looked at you with hurt eyes. Was he that transparent that you were able to tell that he was still beating himself up over the fact that he even considered allowing Michael to use his body? And he couldn’t remember anything of what Michael had made him do while he had been in control of his body.

You saw the hurt in his eyes. “Really Dean… I know that you do this… you don’t have to carry this burden alone.” You said as you finished patching his side up. You slowly moved away from him to wash your hands to get his blood out from under your nails and all over your hands. “You should try to talk to someone. They’ll be able to help you.” You washed the blood from your hands.

“And who do you want me to talk to Y/N? Sammy? Castiel? You?”

You winced as his voice raised a little bit. You could tell that he was frustrated and you didn’t blame him. Not in the least bit. “Perhaps Sam and Cas?” You suggested. “They both know how it feels to be possessed by an Arch Angel.”

Dean let out a breath.

“Just please Dean… let someone help? Talking about it helps. Cas and Sam will be able to help you figure out how you’re feeling about this whole thing… so you’re not reckless and almost getting yourself killed.” You slowly left the room to allow Dean to think about what you had said.

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[pinknerdpanda]

Sammy Saturday #48

Howdy!

Good News! It’s time for yet another installment of Sammy Saturday.

This week, let’s have a gander at Sam flashing his big, beautiful badge!

ALSO!!! I recently hit 1k followers! (Huzzah! Thanks everyone!) And as the second part of my celebration (The first part is a challenge I would love for you to join - deets here), I am asking for your help!

Every week (mostly) I compile my favorite gifs of our amazing Sam usually based around a theme...well, the next theme is going to be you! For the next week or so I would like for YOU to send me your favorite Sam Gifs and Pics along with why you love it and I will compile them into next week’s post. (Or...if there’s a ton, the next few posts). Sound Good? Submit HERE. Questions? Hit me up!

As always, tags are at the bottom. If you would like to be added (or removed) please send me an ASK.

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[evansrogerskitten]

Birthday Pie

A/N: I mean, Dean Winchester’s birthday is the day after National Pie Day? There’s no way that’s a coincidence. @impalaimagining here’s a pie drabble for our boy! 

Sam was still talking to the shop owner about the recent break ins. The amount of sugar that had been stolen from the bakery lead you to believe that the three of you were haunting some kind of supernatural monster with a sweet tooth.

You smiled when you looked down the row of bakery cases. The sunlight was streaming in the windows and the street was quiet outside. Dean was hunched over, peering into the glass shelving that held five different varieties of pie. His eyes lit up as he appraised the flaky crusts and fruit fillings, and you giggled to yourself as his sinful tongue traced his lip. His suit said FBI, but his delighted expression said Dean in a pie store. 

“What do you think, Agent?” You asked as you sauntered over to him.

“Oh, uhhh….” Dean looked up with a blank stare, his mind completely obsessed with the desserts. “I think...we should definitely buy a pie.”

“Well, I think that’d be okay.” You nodded as you pulled your phone out of your pocket, waking the screen so you could show him what date it was. “It is your birthday after all.”

Dean grinned. “Yes! Birthday pie!”

Sam joined you, looking over your shoulder where Dean was gesturing to the coconut cream pie on the top shelf.

“I want that one.” He announced, cackling with joy as the pie was moved from shelf to paper box.

You nodded, and handed your stolen credit card to the shop owner. “One pie to go please. Sam, you want anything?”

“Nah,” Sam shook his head. ”Although you know you won’t get any of his pie, right? There’s no way he’s sharing today.”

You took a deep breath looking from Dean to the pastry filled shelves before deciding. “Okay, we’ll take a cherry pie too.”

Dean finally looked away from his cherished treat to give you a wink and a smile. “That’s my girl.”

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Don’t steal my fic or post it elsewhere. 

[hannahindie]

Week 2 - Fic and Author Recs

Seriously, though. A name. I need one. For a writer, I am having a hell of a time coming up with something clever. 

Anyway! Sorry for the delay, this past weekend, up until today, has been a whirlwind of migraines and well pump problems, and though they are still ongoing, I have found time to sit down and present to you another recommendation that I think you all will very much enjoy.  

This week, I’ve chosen someone who many of you have probably heard of, but I know with the amount of new followers I’ve gotten, you may not have. This person has an extensive master list, and honestly, It was very difficult to pick favorites. I did choose a few to link, which I will below, but do yourself a favor and hit up the whole master list. I can’t even begin to cover all of it.

I should probably quit rambling and tell you who it is, huh? 

This week’s author is....

@atc74!!!!

When I tell you her master list is extensive, this woman can write for anyone. She’s got massive lists for Sam, Dean, Jensen, Jared, Chuck/Rob...it’s insane! She captures each of their voices, and those aren’t the only characters! I’m telling you....so. much. 

Not only is she an amazing writer, but she’s a great friend. I was lucky enough to meet her at NashCon a couple of years ago, and though we didn’t get to spend as much time together as I would have liked, she was (and is) the best. She’s also supported me in my writing, and through some super difficult times, and I am very happy that I can call her my friend. 

I’ve chosen four fics that I’m going to link down below, but if you’d like to go straight to her master list, you can find it HERE. 

I honestly chose these at random; I have not come anywhere near finishing her whole master list, but it’s been very difficult to pick, so I picked four of my most recent favorites. (Which I need to reblog, and if you read them, YOU SHOULD TOO! Share the joy. And the wealth of words. And love. You know, all that good stuff.) 

I Heard Every Word : Witches suck, and the Winchesters find out the hard way just how truly awful they can be. Can they save Y/N before it’s too late? (I love this one because there’s a twist, and also Sam....swoon.)

Memories: Y/N and Dean have shared their story since they were kids. Will they be able to pick up where they left off? (Dean. I feel like I don’t need a reason other than Dean.)

The Storm: Chuck is an asshole, and Y/N has a hard time letting go...(or does she? This one was fantastic, and I just...what an ending.)

First Christmas: Rob and the reader celebrate their first Christmas as a married couple. The season always seems more magical when there’s new things on the horizon. (It’s freaking cute, okay? I’m not always angsty, you know? Okay, I am. But this is cute, and you’ll love it.)

So there you have it. I can’t recommend Angelina enough, and you should do yourselves a favor and take a gander. 

Until next week, and hopefully with a better name, I hope ya’ll are doing okay. 

P.S. I might try to do a surprise for next week, since I was tardy this week. I’m not making promises because my life is a mess, but I’ll see what I can pull out of my sleeve. Love ya’ll!

P.S.S. My tags are fifteen kinds of screwed up, if I miss you in the tags and you want in, please let me know.

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[queen-of-deans-booty]

Hurt Her and I’ll Kill You- Part 2

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam

Word Count: 1,344

Warnings: PWP, fingering, smut, just Dean smut in general

Request: You go on the hunt with the Winchesters but the journey is always better than the destination.

Author’s Note: I give half the credit to @crispychrissy because not only did she beta this for me, she helps me write better smut. So, thank you. If you want to be tagged, leave an ask or message and I’ll add you! Same goes for my Series Rewrite! If you want to request a fic, please send them in! I love writing what you guys want!

Feedback is always appreciated

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“Thanks for coming with us, Y/N.” Dean said, licking his lips. You looked over at him and bit your own lip, watching the way his tongue wet his bottom lip. Fuck, Dean just left you hot and bothered after that kiss and now he’s teasing you.

That fucker.

Usually, you would be in the back since Sam was so tall and wouldn’t fit back there, but he needed the sleep since he didn’t get much last night. So, he was stretched out in the back while you sat next to Dean, staring at him like you wanted to devour him; which you did.

Dean wasn’t being fair and you knew he knew what he was doing to you. You couldn’t do anything to him since he was driving and Sam was in the car, didn’t matter if he was sleeping or not. You pegged them both as light sleepers since all hunters were always on alert.

“Like I had a choice.” You said, looking away from him. If you stared too much at that mouth, dirty things might come out of yours and you couldn’t have that. You didn’t want his ego to get any bigger than it already was.

“Oh, you had a choice.” Dean drawled and you couldn’t help yourself. You peered back at him to see his tongue out yet again. Damn it, that tongue is going to be the death of me.

“This tongue?” Dean asked, wiggling his tongue and grinning, looking over at you.

“Wait, what?” You asked, your eyes meeting his. Did I say that out loud?

“You said that my tongue is going to be the death of you.” Dean said with a chuckle. Oh, he found this amusing, huh? Well, two can play at this game.

“You think this is funny? You think you can just kiss me like that and leave me, high and dry?” You asked, glaring at him.

“Oh, sweetheart, after that kiss, I know you’re not dry. I bet you’re wet for me. Soaking your panties right now.” Dean whispered, a perfect smirk on that beautiful face. Yeah, well, you were about to wipe that off right now.

“You want to find out?” You asked, gaining the upper hand. You saw the smirk on his face falter and you knew you had him wrapped around your finger.

“What?” He asked. You peeked over your shoulder at Sam to see his back turned to you, sleeping away the night. You smirked and reached under your skirt, pulling down the red lace panties that Dean always thought were nice. You stepped out of them and picked them up, letting them dangle from your finger.

Dean stared at your panties, his eyes darkening with each passing moment. He slid his eyes from the panties to your legs, seeing how your skirt was barely covering much of your thighs anymore. He could practically see your dripping cunt and he knew that there was no going back after this.

You smirked and you dropped your soaked panties on his lap, seeing his growing arousal strain against the fabric of his jeans. You scooted closer to him, glad that there was no middle console blocking you from doing what you wanted to do.

You pressed your body to his, feeling the car slow down just a bit from your actions.

“Keep driving, Dean. We wouldn’t want you to get us killed before the fun started, now would we?” You grinned, pressing your panties into his jean-clad erection. He was so hard that you knew he would feel the wetness seep through his jeans.

“What makes you think you’re the one in charge here?” Dean said, his voice rough with desire. Your body froze and you took your hand off him, staring at his hard features.

“What?” You asked, feeling a surge of pleasure shoot straight to your core. It was hot, hearing this side of him come out to play. You kind of already knew Dean was kinky in some way, but you just didn’t know how much.

“Baby girl, you have a lot to learn if you’re going to be with me.” Dean said, shifting so his body was angled to you. His right hand came off the wheel and found a home on your thigh, squeezing it. You tried moving away since Sam was also in the car but he gripped you tightly, no doubt leaving bruises that you would admire for days to come.

Damn, you loved it when a man marked you. He used his strength to quickly spread your thighs apart, sliding his hand up until his fingers made contact with your slick folds, barely putting any pressure. You bit your lip, knowing that if you made a sound, Sam would wake up and the fun would have ended before it started.

“Look how wet you are for me.” Dean whispered with a smirk, keeping his eyes on the road. You didn’t know how he didn’t seem phased by this, but you decided to keep silent because if you opened your mouth to speak, a lot more than words would escape.

“Oh, so now you’re silent? Not for long, sweetheart.” He said, sliding his middle finger through your folds, gathering the wetness that threatened to escape on his seat. You bit back a moan as slowly slid his finger around your entrance before pressing in, quickly adding his index finger shortly after.

Dean liked to take his time with a woman, finding the spots that would make her come so hard she saw stars, but he just wanted you to come on his fingers before he could fully take care of you when you all got to the motel room.  

Even with only two fingers slowly pumping in and out of you, you could feel your walls stretching to accommodate him. You let a tiny moan out and squeezed your thighs around his hand to lock him in place.

“You really shouldn’t have taken off your panties, sweetheart.” Dean grunted out as he expertly curled his fingers so they grazed your g-spot. You turned your head, burying it in his shoulder to muffle the wanton moan that escaped your lips.

Your walls began to flutter around his fingers, letting him know you were close. He used his thumb to rub at your clit and you felt the familiar tingle begin to build low in your stomach. You were trying so hard not to make noise for Sam’s sake but it was proving difficult as you felt yourself move closer and closer to your orgasm.

“Dean…” You whimpered, squeezing your thighs around his hand once more.

“That’s it… Come for me sweetheart.” Dean muttered, keeping his voice low. You covered your mouth with your hand to muffle the load moan that escaped as you came hard, coating his fingers with your release. Your legs twitched from the pleasure but they stayed locked around his hand.

He worked you through your orgasm, letting you calm down before he tried to pull his hand away.

“Uh, sweetheart, I need my hand back.” Dean said with a chuckle. You bit your lip and nodded before opening your legs just enough for him to retract his hand. You whimpered at the loss of him but watched as he brought his fingers to his mouth, licking your wetness from them.

You moaned at the sight, watching his tongue slide around between his fingers to taste every bit of your release. He moaned at the taste of you and grinned, looking at you with lust-darkened eyes.

“I knew you would taste amazing but damn, I am going to need a proper inspection when we get to the room.”

“We’re getting separate rooms.” You heard Sam say, disgusted at what he heard. You blushed and looked at Dean just as he was shoving your panties in his pocket.

“You’re not getting them back.”

“That’s alright with me. There is more where that came from.” You said with a smirk, leaning back against the seat, your head resting on his shoulder.

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[iwantthedean]

Sickie Challenge Extension

Some of you I have gotten fics for, some I need to read, and I’ve heard from a couple of you regarding extensions! I’m looking forward to completing the masterlist for this challenge, but I’m behind on reading and writing, so I’m extending the deadline to January 15th! Tagging below everyone who signed up, whether I have received your fic or heard from you or whatevs the case may be. 

It is not necessary at this time to ask me if I have seen your fic or send me the link. As I stated above, I am behind, but I will be looking for the fics a few days before I post the masterlist. If I don’t find yours, I will send you a PM. Thanks! 

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[lunarsaturn88]

25 Days of Supernatural Christmas- Beer for Santa?

Beer For Santa?

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Quote: “Oh so we’re putting beer out for Santa now?”

Warnings: Swearing

Words: 509

You let out a tired breath as you closed the door to your hyper four year old’s room. You knew that your daughter that you had shared with Dean was worth it, even though Christmas was her favorite holiday and you and Dean could spoil her rotten. You stretched your back out and it gave a satisfying pop. You had spent most of the day baking cookies with your daughter for dear old Saint Nick that would be visiting that night. At least it was something that the two of you could do until Dean got home from the hunt that he was out with Sam on.

You came into the kitchen and saw Dean putting the cookies out onto the table on a plate.

Dean looked up at you and a smile came to his face causing the smile lines near his eyes to crinkle. “Hey sweetheart. Looks like you had a busy day with Joanna.” He mused softly. “I’m sorry I missed out on that.”

You smiled softly as you came to Dean. You wrapped your arms around him with a soft look on your face. “I’m glad you made it home before Christmas.” You said softly resting your head against his chest. You could hear his steady heartbeat which was soothing to you since you hadn’t seen him for three days.

Dean wrapped his arms around you rubbing your back in a soothing motion. It gave him comfort that you wouldn’t get up and leave him all because he went out for hunts, taking your beautiful daughter with you. “I didn’t want to miss this for the world. Plus I wouldn’t want to disappoint Joanna by missing Christmas.” He said as he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head.

You slowly looked around his shoulder and saw a beer on the table next to the plate of cookies put out for old Saint Nick. “Oh  so we’re putting beer out for Santa now?” You questioned your husband with a curious gaze. Your lips curled up in a cute way which caused your nose to wrinkle some.

Dean chuckled softly as he pulled away from you. “No, the beer’s not for Santa. I just put it down on the table so I didn’t drop it.”

Your brows furrowed together as you tried to figure out if he was lying or not. But the look on his face said it all. It was his beer. “Good, it’s yours then. We don’t need a drunken Santa roaming around the world.”

Dean chuckled softly as he looked at you with a smile on his lips. “You certainly love this holiday.”

You stuck your tongue out at him. Granted it was a bit childish, but Dean loved you for who you were and that wasn’t going to change any time soon.

Dean simply shook his head. “You’re such a kid sometimes.”

You let out a soft giggle as you looked at him. “Of course and you love me for it.”

Dean smiled. “You bet your ass I do.”

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Ash’s 3K Celebration- For Science!

Awesome! My blog has reached 3K followers! Thank you all so much, can’t believe you want to follow my smutty madness but I’m so glad you’re here. 

While my blog is multi-fandom, at the core of it is Dean Winchester. He’s ruined me. So for my Celebration I decided I need your help. Whenever I’m marathoning SPN I ask myself- Which Dean is the hottest? I know. That’s just impossible cuz ummm hello. Regardless, I think it’s time to do some science! 

Below is the link to a very scientific survey which includes what I think are debatable answers to this extremely important question:

Which Dean is the hottest Dean? 

https://goo.gl/forms/euP3InPQL0TwSNp73

Please join me in the science! Cuz Science + Dean = Hottest Survey Ever

I’m tagging my Forevers, SPN list, and some of my favs below for a signal boost. IF I get enough responses, I might create a writing challenge based on the results. Disclaimer: if you haven’t seen the show & intend to, there are spoilers in the survey. None of the gifs are mine, thanks to those wonderful artists for all their work. 

Thanks all for the support, love, and Dean Winchester fangirling. xoxo Ash

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