#saileen fic

[thiscastielhasflown]

chapter 4: wildflowers don't care where they grow is now posted!

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Their mission to join Al in Missouri begins at full force, including a pit stop at their favorite restaurant, preventing a fight in a motel, and gnomes—just a normal day for Winchesters & Co.

sneak-peak passage (part 2):

“Long time no see.” Sam jokes to his older brother. 

“Awe, did you miss me?” Dean gives Sam a playful shove as the group follows the brick walkway toward the door.  

Sam staggers with his gangly legs, hardly missing out on bumping into a bundle of planted black-eyed Susan. Under his breath, he mumbles curse words as he regains his balance. Suddenly, a hand reaches out to steady his left arm belonging to Eileen. Sam’s eyes crinkle under the weight of his smile, signs a quick ‘Thank you’, and leans down to kiss her forehead. 

The front door flings open before anyone has the chance to knock. 

“Deano, you haven’t changed one bit!” Al pulls Dean in and crushes him into a hug. “Sammy!—” He pulls away from the embrace and grabs the taller man with a similar gesture. “Hello, everyone! Please come on in!”

They walk single-file through a narrow hallway, the walls filled with framed photographs and handmade paintings, leading directly into the kitchen doorway. Two women sit at a touch kitchen table with coffee cups in their hands, their heads turning in sync when the group enters the room. 

With a wide grin, Al holds his hand out toward the table. “Winchesters’—meet my ride-or-dies, Augustine D’Angelo—”

A woman with leopard print glasses waves. “Teenie, please—”

“—and Catherine Lawson.”

The other woman dressed in scrubs smiles. “Kitty—welcome to our humble abode! You all must be exhausted. Can I offer anyone something to eat or drink? We just finished dinner.” 

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[leydhawk]

Suptober 2022 day12

Crossover

Elderly Carlos visits Destiel and Saileen

[cascigarette]

spn kink bingo 2024

fandom: supernatural

pairing: eileen leahy/sam winchester

words: 933

rating: explicit

summary: The night of the margaritas. Sam and Eileen get closer. For my "mutual masturbation" square

[luna-nigthshade-wood]

New Supernatural take!

I want a Supernatural fic where we get Sam and Dean to compete against each other, why are they competing you ask? They are competing about who is the better partner.

Like imagine Dean asking Cas to marry him with a romantic dinner (hamburguers on cute bee plates) on a meadow under the moon, so Eileen makes a coment about it, nothing explicit just something of the lines of look how cute they are and Sam going like hell no, I am the cute one. So he decides to one up his already carefully planned proposal by making a reservation in Eileens favorite restaurant with her favorite meal and ordering one of every dessert. Eileen of course says yes and there is that

But then the four of them go to the county fair and Dean wins Cas a bee plushie and Sam rebutts by getting the highest price to Eileen (a big teddy bear) And things like that, Dean invites Cas to the movies, Sam invites Eileen to the theather, Dean and Cas go to a concert, Sam gets VIP tickets

Bonus points if Dean is completely oblivious of what is happening. Cas and Eileen know though, and they keep egging the brothers on, because they have a bet of when would Sam realize that Dean has no idea they are competing. So they both go about their days with Cas being like "Oh I heard there is a new penguin exhibition in the zoo, I love penguins" to Dean, and Dean being like guess we are going to the zoo. And of course Eileen goes to Sam, with Did you hear Dean adopted a penguin in the Name a penguin program? Isnt that wholesome? and Sam almost goes balistic and tries to ship a penguin to the Bunker as a surprise gift

Double bonus point if Dean catches on early, and decides to fuel the fire, without anyone else knowing

I am ranting to be honest but m¿I might write something like this

[beregond35]

Cat in the Trenchcoat - Chapter 2

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[nescaveckwriter]

Paintbrushes And Romance

Dean x Reader

Part 4 🥰

A/N: Okay y'all this is where the magic is, it truly starts here...🥰🐞

Warnings: Some light swearing, Some Sexual Content, Anger, and that's about it🙈

It's been days, no really weeks since you've seen Dean around, Bobby told you, that he and Dean talked about what happened to you after seeing you in tears, you wouldn't say your angry at him for telling Dean, just a bit nervous, maybe even disappointed, you started falling for this man with his charming smile and now all that has gone to hell. His just going to look at you, with eyes filled with pity, thinking that your some little broken version of that 20-year old girl, well your not, your stronger because of it.

You asked for your order of vanilla latte to go, not feeling up too running into him, anger flushes your cheeks, yes your angry, at him, for meddling and not giving you the chance so that he could really get to know you, without all the drama. Thanks Julie, your voice sounded more distant, than you wanted it to. Trying to get a cab to pull over and pick you up, is clearly not in the cards for you today, well I'll just walk then, you mumbled too yourself. Throwing the empty cup into the nearest trash can. Searching for your phone in your purse, while walking, was not a good idea, you bumped into something, looking at what it was, that's when you saw him, sun shining through his hair, damnit you said underneath your breath, Dean!

Hey, he says, a small smile tugging at his perfectly, kissable lips, sorry I didn't see you, you strutter, oh its okay, I'm glad I get too see you though, his green eyes, piercing through your soul.

Well I need to go, your voice a little more shaky than anticipated. No wait! Dean says. I don't want to wait, I don't want you looking at me, like I'm going to break anytime soon, I don't want too see the damn pity in your eyes, you ruined everything ,the words roll over her lips.

His flinching at the anger in your voice, what? I haven't said a word, nor have I looked at you with pity, I wouldn't do that. I just... Deciding you heard enough of him, your heart can't take it anymore, you turn around, started walking towards the other side, swaying your hips, like your showing the irritation and anger, that's inside you. Not turning back once to see what he's doing, you wanted to, but you knew you couldn't, it would be like your heart is betraying your mind, so you just walk on.

.....

Looking at you while you walk away, surprised look on his face. Damn this woman will be the death of me, he thinks, biting his lip, while watching you sway your hips, like some kitty cat that couldn't get her will. I'll leave her alone then, that's the right thing to do.

Hell no, you will not Dean Winchester, man up fool, he gives himself a little pep talk, before sprinting towards your direction.

Right behind you, he grabs your hand, wait he said, you flung to him, wanting to spit some fire to him, but before warning, his lips crashes to yours, it started out gently, but the closer your bodies came, the more your lips did the talking, and your tongues just along for the ride, his fingers tangled in your loose hanging hair, all while the other hand is on your lower back, pushing you closer to him. You slightly standing on your tippy toes, so he doesn't have to bent done as much, forgetting where you two finds yourself, the kiss goes deeper, neither of you can hold it anymore, the two of you needs to come up for air, breathing heavily still snug in each others arms, he is the one to break the silence first, sweetheart he says still out of breath but satisfied with himself, I don't pity you, I admire you. I've never met anyone like you, and I probably never will. Your brave and free, you are strong and a bit cheeky, he let's out a little laugh.

You look up too him, into his eyes, searching and that's when you can see it he means every single word he says... Tears burning, to spill over the edges, you can't quite seem to find the words, how much it meant, hearing him say that, thoughts racing through your mind, he doesn't wait another second, for his lips to find yours again, standing out in the open, on such a cold day, first sign of snow flakes falling but you never felt so warm in your life, you thought, getting lost in the rhythm of your dancing tongues.

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: 15x18 Fix-it

Author: @deancaskiss

Note from submitter: This isn't super popular but I love it sososo much and you should all go read it

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[cringemesstickles]

Kangaroo

(TickleTober Day 23: Incoherent)

Summary: Eileen is teaching Sam sign language and Dean makes a comment that very much interests her

Pairing: Saileen

Word Count: 1,049

A/N: I JUST HAD TO GO THROUGH WITH THIS IDEA, THEY’RE SO DAMN CUTE 😭🤚

There is simply not enough Saileen tword content

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It was a quiet day in the bunker.

No demons to exorcise, no apocalypse to prevent; just a peaceful day off for the Winchesters.

Perfect for inviting over your smart, witty, gorgeous, badass- well… Sam could just go on about his girlfriend forever.

The girlfriend in question was none other than Eileen Leahy, the clever hunter that often made his heart wanna beat right out of his chest.

The two found themselves in the library, seated across from each other, a look of concentration on Sam’s face as he watched Eileen gracefully move her hands to sign.

The taller hunter had insisted that he learn sign language, adamant that he wanted to be able to communicate with Eileen in ways that were more convenient for her (which absolutely melted her heart); so when she offered to teach him some basic signs, he accepted the offer in a heartbeat.

“You’re doing great, Sam!” Praised Eileen, impressed with the amount of progress her boyfriend was making already.

“Hm, I’m trying to think what else is relevant to teach you…” She pondered, thinking aloud.

Dean Winchester, who just so happened to walk by at this moment (totally wasn’t just watching from the other room), casually strolled in with a mischievous grin, making sure Eileen could see him and read his lips.

“You should teach him ‘ticklish’; that’s pretty relevant to him.” He teasingly suggested, poking his little brother in the side, all too thrilled to embarrass him.

“Dean!” Sam yelped, flinching from both the jab and the elder’s sudden presence.

The girls eyes widened before sparkling with mischief, noticing the way her boyfriend started to blush.

“Oh really? Well, I think a more detailed demonstration is necessary for this one~” She raised her hands and wiggled her fingers in the air, watching as the younger Winchester froze up, staring at her fingers as if they were toxic, but also with a clear glint of excitement.

With a nervous smile, he protested.

“Eileen, don’t you dare!”

To which Eileen merely smiled tenderly before digging her fingers into the soft skin of Sam’s stomach, watching him toss his head back in hysterics.

“WAHAHAIT, NOOO!”

Dean laughed with a sense of accomplishment, feeling his work was done and seeing himself out.

“Well, you kids have fun. I’ll be in my room if you need me.”

Dean having made his exit, Sam was left in the hands of Eileen, who he normally wouldn’t have an issue fighting off, given his size.

The problem was that he’s just too ticklish.

The girls nimble fingers began to drift dangerously close to Sam’s navel, gently pinching at the rim.

The man shrieked and bucked so hard that he managed to throw himself out of his chair and land on the floor in a momentary escape, though his lover quickly followed, perching herself on his hips and resuming the attack on his bellybutton.

“EEK- NOT THEHEHERE!! IT TICKLES!” Cackled Sam, squirming like a worm on a hook under his girlfriend’s playful touch.

The shorter hunter smirked.

She wasn’t convinced, not even for a second, that Sam didn’t absolutely adore this.

She knew better than anyone that if Sam sincerely wanted the sensation to stop, he could easily overpower her.

He was weakened by the tickles, sure… but with the height and strength he had over Eileen, he could very easily dislodge her.

The ‘weakened by tickles’ argument could work if his attacker was Dean, but her?

She didn’t think so.

Eileen’s fingers continued to dance skillfully over Sam’s midriff, tracing intricate patterns and letting her nails scritch and scratch at the delicate surface.

Each motion brought out loud entrancing laughter, and though Eileen couldn’t hear him, the charming smile on his face paired with the rosiness that dusted his cheeks showcased a display of vivacity and euphoria, and despite the lack of sound, the sight of her lover’s happiness was enough for her.

As her fingers continued to glide across his skin, Eileen began to notice that she could read Sam’s lips less and less; a testament to how much his laughter was impacting his coherency.

“EILEHEHEE- TICK- TICKLES TOO MUHU- MUHUHUCH!”

“Sam, you know I’m good at reading lips, but you’re laughing so hard I can’t read them at all… you must be super ticklish.” She teased playfully, admiring the bright red glow that enveloped her boyfriend’s face.

Sam couldn’t tell if he was in heaven or hell…

On one hand, he was spending time with the girl that he loved and getting tickles at the same time; on the other hand, his stomach was getting sore from the laughter and he was having a hard time catching his breath.

Realizing his ticklishness was getting in the way of his coherency, he pleaded the only other way he knew how.

Holding up both hands, he messily signed “Mercy”.

“MEHER- MEHEHEHERCY!!” He vocalized, eyes squeezed shut while tears streamed down his cheeks.

Getting the hint, Eileen retracted her hands and sat next to the flushed giggly mess, gently guiding his head to her lap.

She let her fingers instead get tangled in his tousled brown locks, combing them through to create a more soothing sensation and help her lover calm down.

Recalling the Winchester’s messy sign language, she giggled.

“Kangaroo…”

Sam opened his eyes to look up at his girlfriend with confusion and amusement, still recovering from the tickles.

“Whahat?”

Eileen held her hands up, palms down, and mimicked the hopping movement that Sam had made earlier.

“This is kangaroo,” She then folded her ring fingers and created a similar, but much more practiced motion.

“This is mercy.” She explained. “You signed kangaroo.”

The taller took a moment to process before he once again burst into laughter.

“Hey, I was being tickled to death! Cut me some slack!” Chuckled Sam, blushing slightly at his mistake.

The girl tittered and leaned down to give the man a kiss on the lips, amused by his clear embarrassment.

“It’s okay, I got the message.” She smiled affectionately.

Though Sam was still learning sign language, he was getting better and better everyday, striving to make communication easier for the both of them; and as for Eileen, she was more than happy to help him learn, the silly mistakes making it all the more enriching.

[roseunspindle]

I get the feeling Jack and Castiel's redone heaven is a very different thing, besides no walls...

Like, it gives you thing's you want right?

So Dean of course wants Sam so even though it didn't seem like a long drive at a simple bridge stop, Sam's there.

Cas and Dean meet up soon after as well. It's not totally clear what happens between them, but they are running bar together shortly after and have their own house. It's odder when Benny, who was pretty sure he was morosely wandering Purgatory, a tiny amazon child in tow, then their walking out of the endless woods and come upon a bar. Dean's smile is radiant when he see's Benny, and so many things when he see's little Emma. In short order Benny has a spot behind the bar beside Dean while Castiel entertain's Emma with colorful drink parasols. (Jack show's up because he wishes to meet one of his siblings.)

Dean is somehow not surprised when Sam show's up with (he mocks delightedly) a vertaible harem. Madison apparently knows asl a bit and she and Eileen haven't stopped signing yet (Castiel joins in) Jess and Sam keeping giving eachother goopy eyes while Amy and Gabriel chat verbally. (Sam admits he already got to see Sarah, but that obvoiously her husband and daughter are with her.) Dean wonders if it's very selfish of him to be glad Sam's Amelia is nowhere to be seen.

Amy never speaks to him or acknowledges his existance. He accepts that as his jus deserts.

He isn't upset, like he thought he might be when Hannah comes in. (He does make a face at Balthazar but Bathazar makes a face right back so he thinks that's cool)

Jimmy and Amelia show up, and Cas, Sam, and Dean are happy to regale the two of all they know of Claire's life and accomplishments. Sam being the most recently dead knows the most. He and Jimmy get especially soppy over memories (and pictures) of Claire and Kaia's wedding.

Time probably passes. Dean, Benny, Cas, Balthazar and Hannah, little Emma in tow go home and return. They go on walks and drives. Sometimes he and Sam get together for a "just us drive". Sometimes Adam comes with. It's...slow going, but Dean and Sam try and Adam tries...Adam becomes much, much happier when a morose and apologetic Michael shows up. Dean figures he can't throw stones about ones eternal partner...(but he really wants to) (granted he also wishes Gabriel would stop with the eyebrows. He doesn't care if Sam is technically and old man...that is his baby brother why are those eyebrows waggling!) (Lenore who has also come by, her own bar coming into being directly across the street from Dean's, does the same thing. Sam looks delighted and helpess at all his loves. Lenore is a love he didn't even ever consider...but she's hear now and Dean whines because he was the brother with the vampire significant other...Sam's just copying him...) (This doesn't stop him from teaming up with the former trickster for an epic prank war.)

Henricksen makes his way to the bar. Along with sweet Nancy. Dean actually squeaks a bit when Benny gestures her behind the bar. He thinks he feels something like twelve with his first crush with her. It's something so very new and he thinks he likes it. Henricksen "I think you can call me Victor these days" drops by every now and then. He's on Dean's team for the prank war. (Nancy and Hannah get along great)

Dean, Sam (and Adam once he's introduced) are giddy when Henry Winchester arrives.

The real Meg Masters comes in at one point. Sam and Dean thank her again for trying with her last breaths to help them, she tries to aplogize for her angry ghost self but gives up with a happy laugh when they stick their fingers in their ears and sing until she stops. She has nothing to ever apologize for.

John and Mary come in...things are strained between them all. A lot of hurt...a lot of disappointment clouds their interactions. Emma tries to bite John's ankle.

Ash opts to live part time and the roadhouse and part time at Dean's bar, which mysteriously named itself Thursday's Child at some point. Dean also obediently goes to visit the roadhouse at Ellen and Jo's demand. Jo never work's at Dean's bar...but she does eventually make her way home with him and the rest. (Sam points out that he can't mock his number of significant other's anymore.)

Andy Gallagher, when he shows up, shepherding a scowly blonde goth girl and a sweet looking girl in front of him, zeroes in on Sam. He becomes Lenore's bar's resident "guy who sleeps on tables" but often follows Sam home. Lily (who made Sam look like he wanted to cry until the girl awkwardly kicked his shin and told him he tried and it wasn't his fault) and her girlsfriend mostly hang out at Lenore's when they pass through.

One person who goes to Sam's house, not the bar is Barry, the boy Sam had been friends with at Truman, not looking much older than when they were there. It's heartbreaking to think on. Sam does cry, when Barry knocks on his door one day. Interestingly enough, when he heads out to spend time with his friend...Sam is a child again for that time.

One day, when Dean takes a walk alone, he meets a young man. He knows him. Amy Pond's son. Dean accepts his earned censure and if Amy and he are with Sam, Dean know's he won't be seeing his brother that day.

Crowley, really, Fergus Macleod, shows up. He's on a bit of a time share with hell, he can't always be in heaven, his past as a demon being a bit problematic, but gets visiting rights.

More people come, Claire and Kaia, Garth (Dean no longer has any reservations about hugging Garth). Bess, Gertie, Little Cas and Littler Sam, Little Dean...a variety of folks that the winchesters or other's they know drop in and out. It's often busy and crowded and Dean is never truly alone.

It's Heaven.

[thiscastielhasflown]

long awaited chapter 4: wildflowers don't care where they grow coming april 23rd!

Their mission to join Al in Missouri begins at full force, including a pit stop at their favorite restaurant, preventing a fight in a motel, and gnomes—just a normal day for Winchesters & Co.

teaser:

After sharing a mutual laugh, they sit listening to the song playing quietly through the radio, letting themselves drift off into their little worlds. Dolly Parton’s syrupy sweet voice flowed between them, melding in with the sound of the engine rumbling underneath.

Taking his eyes away from staring at the scenery out the window, Cas looks down towards the console and reaches for Dean's hand resting on the gearshift. He threads their fingers together with a gentle squeeze before leaning back to his original spot, a smile toying on his lips. 

While keeping his eyes on the road, Dean pulls up his hand and brings Cas’ along with it, giving the back a soft kiss. He squeezes the hand before letting his arm fall onto his thigh, their fingers still entwined. 

“When a flower grows wild, it can always survive...”

“Hm, what did you say?” Cas questions, slightly dazed from the lull of the trip, tilting his head up from leaning comfortably against the headrest.

“Just lyrics from the song. Made me think of us.”

Cas squints his eyes. “How so?” 

“We’ve gone through so much.” Dean starts tentatively. “More than I think we’ll ever begin to comprehend. Same thing with our love too. It’s grown throughout the years—surviving the worst and flourishing under any condition, proving we’re meant to be together.” 

catch up on the past chapters of the butterfly people here: -- chapter 1 -- chapter 2 -- chapter 3

[leydhawk]

Suptober 2022 day11

Drag

Saileen schmoop

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NOW COMPLETE

series on ao3

dirty talk - destiel

pegging - samjess

mutual masturbation - saileen

cockwarming - destiel

hate sex - belajo

double penetration - meg/dean/cas

one night stand - destiel

against the wall - samwena

free space - deancassie

[stillwinchester]

My pieces of art (click for better quality) for @bottomcasreversebang​ are here! This time I had pleasure to work with very talented Drama_queen77, who wrote the fic 'Pour Me a Memory' ❤️ Thank you so much!

LINK TO THE FIC

[beregond35]

Cat in the Trenchcoat - Story Status Complete

A big thanks to everyone for sticking with the story. I was pleasantly surprised to see so many people enjoying it. Take care and see you next time. :)