Princess-Dean-Winchester

Half-Blood Princess

Characters: Dean Winchester x Sister!Reader, Sam Winchester x Sister!Reader, Hannah (Twin Sister)

Length: 2466+ words

TW: Descriptions of Injuries. Character death. Just sadness and angst all over (I made myself cry writing this tbh)

A/N: I’m sorry (but not really sorry) for all the angst. Feedback is encouraged!

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Being half a Winchester usually never ended well. With Adam being in a cage- it was safe to say that if you’re not a full-blooded Winchester, your fate is very bleak. Very, very bleak. You on the other hand, never believed this. Neither did your twin sister, Hannah. When your mom died, she gave you the address of a Bobby Singer who then introduced you to your brothers- well, half brothers, Dean and Sam Winchester. They were one of the strongest men you’ve ever met in your life, and to say you weren’t a little bit intimidated was a lie.

You and Hanna were complete polar opposite. She was outgoing, and very easy to talk to; whereas, you were a bit on the shyer side, always anxious about saying the wrong things. But you got along pretty well. She understood you, and always tried to do her best to make you comfortable. Despite being quieter, it didn’t mean you were bad company. You had a lot of friends who thought you were the life of the party- well, before you moved to the other end of the country. Life with your brothers wasn’t exactly what you were expected. They bonded so well with Hannah (as expected), and you could see yourself becoming distant from them.

It wasn’t until they started training you two to hunt that you saw the clear favouritism towards your sister. You were equally as good as Hannah when it came to picking up the skills that your brothers taught you, but you were never praised. You were never given a high five, and offered to go out for your favourite treat. You were absolutely sure your brother had no malice intentions when doing these things. It was just your personality.

Dean was an extrovert through and through. You thought you could win him over through your cooking, but apparently he didn’t like anyone else working in the kitchen but him. By the time you found out his love for pie, he had already banned you from using the kitchen.

Sam was good-natured, and you were sure that you and him would get along very well. But, Sam was too excited at the prospect of a sister that he became more of an extrovert as well. He wanted to socialize, go out, and do things with his little sister.

It’s not like you hated going out or anything. You were fond of spending time with your family, but socializing drained you, and you were already quiet from the beginning. It was hard to get close to your new brothers when all they wanted to do was outgoing activities, but you did try.

You sat in when Dean was fixing his Baby or washing her, but he didn’t like the silence, so in the end he turned on his music. That’s when Hannah came in. She made a joke about his taste in music which he took full offense to, and she started asking questions about his car, and next thing you knew, he was teaching her everything about Baby- forgetting that you were even there.

With Sam it was a little easier. He was better to be around since you both were avid readers. You sometimes would read with him, but that left no room for communication, and you were left with a gap between you and your brother. There was one time where he wanted to go to the library, and you wanted to go as well, but that was until Dean piped in, and said that he wanted to go alone so he could ask the cute librarian out. Immediately, you backed out- not wanting to latch onto him when he wanted some alone time.

Cases like this kept happening, and it was harder to try. Too much time has passed, and you got nowhere closer to your brother than when you first met.

Then, there was the day that changed everything.

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Cheeky Assed Archangel!!

Castiel: *walks up to Dean and stares at him intensely*  Hello Dean

Dean: *cocks his head and grins* Hey Cas. What’s up?

Castiel: *stares intensely* My Dick

Dean: ……..

Dean: Cas who told you to say that?

Castiel: *squints at Dean* My brother told. . me that is how I should answer.

Dean: *groans and whispers* Fuck you Gabe.

Gabriel: *pops his head around the corner with a grin* Sorry Pie boy, Sammy the only one who gets to do that.

Winchesters in glasses

I’m not saying I have a problem, I’m not saying I don’t have a problem. Help @wheresthekillswitch @arryn-nyxx @pinknerdpanda @eyes-of-a-disney-princess @sis-tafics?

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The Princess Bride-A Supernatural Retelling

So my favorite TV show is Supernatural, and my favorite movie is the Princess Bride, hence my name (winchesterprincessbride). I’ve had this idea kicking around in my head of doing a retelling of the Princess Bride story using the Supernatural characters, but never went anywhere with it. I mentioned my idea to @manawhaat and she was like, you should totally write that. So here is Part 1!

It was only the second day, and Tommy was bored with being sick.  He was tired of laying in bed, and tired of playing XBox. There was nothing good on Netflix, and his Mom would only bring him crap like soup and jello to eat when he really wanted Cheetos and Dr. Pepper. Yep, this whole being sick thing sucked.

Everyone else was in school so he couldn’t even text any of his friends.  The doctor said he had to stay in bed for at least this whole week. He never thought he would miss school, but he would give anything to be there right now.

“Hey sweetie, are you up for a visitor?” Mom asked, poking her head in. “Grandpa came to see you.”

“Yeah. He can come in.” Maybe Grandpa would tell him some more cool stories about when he fought in the war. That would help pass the time. His grandfather entered, carrying a book under his arm. He ruffled Tommy’s hair.

“Hey, Champ! How are you feeling? Your mother said you were bored, so I thought I would come over and read you a story to help pass the time.  This book has been read by generations of our family.” He sat down in a rocker next to his grandson’s bed.

Tommy made a face. “Princess?” I’m not a girl, Grandpa. I don’t like Princess stories. It’s probably full of kissing and stuff. I like stories with lots of action.”

Grandpa looked down his bifocals at Tommy.  “This story does have kissing…..but it also has pirates, giants, swordfights, magic, and monsters.   Does that sound like something you might be interested in?”

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Little Monster

Originally posted by deangifsdaily

Summary: You’ve been along side the Winchester’s for the last four years. They’re been your best friends and they know almost everything about you. They learn even more when you relive your childhood.

A/N: I had a dream about this the other night and I woke up both laughing and crying

Warnings: SPN swearing, fluffy 


Sam’s eyes snap open at the sound of glass breaking. He grabs his gun from beneath his pillow, throwing the blankets off of himself and standing in one motion. He opens his door, aiming at his brother who was walking towards him.

“The hell was that?” Dean hisses.

Sam shakes his head. They split up, each one snaking their way through the Bunker’s halls, checking for anything unusual. Dean makes it to your room while Sam begins opening supply closets. He opens the door cautiously, his ears listening intently. The door hits the wall, revealing your room to be empty.

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caslikescoffeeandfreckles  asked:

Oh oh oh okay that writing prompt thing: Get Me

I know this is probably not what you were expecting but I got a little carried away here. Anyways, I hope you like it ☺️

Dean and Castiel had been roommates in college and had been best friends ever since. They weren’t in college anymore but they lived together in a two bedroom apartment now and still spent most of their time together.

Dean somehow always ended up saving Cas from bad dates. He can’t remember when it started but eventually they got to the point that Dean would receive a text from Cas that said “Get me” and he knew Cas needed to be picked up. Dean would show up and come up with some excuse as to why Cas had to leave with him. Sometimes it was a family emergency, one time it was fake tickets to a secret acdc concert or another time it was an emergency plumbing situation at their apartment.

How did the roles get reversed like this? Sure Dean had been on some bad dates but he could usually find a way out and drive himself home. This time his date, Lilith, insisted that they bus together to a new restaurant on the other side of the city. Dean had been hesitant but agreed and now he was stuck on a horrible date with a woman who was making his skin crawl.

When Cas received the “Get me” text from Dean he was confused. Dean had never asked this of him and he didn’t even have a car.

Castiel: What do you mean? You want me to bus there and bus you back

Dean: no, take baby, the keys are on my dresser, please cas

Castiel: If you’re sure. Are you safe?

Dean: yes cas, I just really need you right now.

On the way there Castiel tried not to worry too much but he couldn’t help it. Cas always made sure to tell Dean that he was his knight in shining armour showing up in his car and saving him. The issues with his dates were usually nothing serious but Dean always seemed more concerned than necessary. Sure, Cas always swooned a little when Dean would come rushing in making up an excuse as to why Cas had to come with him. And yeah Cas loved the way dean got all protective and concerned when they got back to his car always asking him if he was okay. If Cas didn’t look him directly in the eyes when he answered dean would cradle his face in his hands and tilt his chin up so he was looking right at him. Dean would wrap him up in a tight hug before letting go and driving them back to their apartment to watch a movie.

Cas showed up at the restaurant and found Dean in a small booth across from a slender blonde woman. Dealing with social situations hadn’t really been Castiel’s thing and he had hardly though about what he was going to say as he walked up to the booth.

“Hey uhh Dean something happened and you need to come with me.”

“Who are you? Can’t you see we’re on a date right now?” Lilith eyed Castiel up and down.

“No I know, it’s just uh my cat. He’s really not doing well right now and I know how much Dean cares about him so he really needs to come with me.” Castiel looked over to Dean and saw that he was trying to hide a smirk.

“Yeah, that’s true actually. I should probably go help Cas out with his cat.”

“Are you seriously going to ditch a date with ME over this guy’s cat?!”

“Yeah, uh, I am. So sorry to leave like this.” Dean dug in his wallet and pulled out a few bills. “This should cover it.” Dean and Castiel nearly ran out of the restaurant to get inside the car

“Thanks for saving me Cas.”

“I don’t think I did a very good job. Do you think she bought the cat thing?”

“We really need to stop doing this.”

“What?”

“Always going on horrible dates. We always end up in our sweatpants watching movies at my place anyways.”

“So what do you propose? A ban on dating? We just spend our evenings together in our pjs.”

“Well umm sort of.”

“Wait, Dean are you serious?”

“Well thats not really what I meant.”

“What did you mean?” Dean leaned towards where Cas was sitting and cradled his face in his hands the way he often did but this time he closed the distance between them and kissed Castiel like his life depended on it. He pulled away slightly to look him in the eyes to make sure it was okay and Cas was grinning from ear to ear.

“So if I was your knight in shining armour tonight, does that make you my princess?” Castiel asked with a smile.

“Maybe I wanted to be the princess for once.”

“Dean Winchester, I’d love to treat you like a princess.” Dean laughed and leaned down for another bruising kiss.

“Thanks again for saving me. Hopefully we won’t have to save each other like that anymore.”

Hunting with Dean.

Pairing : Dean x Reader 

Warnings : Idk…language I guess 

Word Count : 1,557

A.N . : Heey guys this is my first fan fiction that I wrote, I took your advice yesterday and give it a try, hope you liked it. And also if you do, the request’s are opened! Enjooy. 

Originally posted by literarycasualty

Hunting with Dean was always a new experience. You knew he didn’t want you there, although Sam was able to convince him every time that you are good asset to them. You are an occult professor at the university for God’s sake, you could have helped them at every case they got if the older brother wasn’t such a stubborn ass and refuse to let you come with them. 

But this time?  This time was hella different, they caught a wiff about some wicked witch from the ‘500 and they sure needed your help.

So now you were standing in the living room of the bunker with a smug grin on your face.

“Cut the smirk Y/N, you are not impressing anyone sweetie.  ”

The deep voice of Dean made your knees go weak and that made you awfully aware of what you’re wearing, some ripped shirt and some black yoga pants you put in this morning not even bothering yourself to care. But now? Now you we’re regretting everything, it was no secret that you’ve developed a bad crush on the older Winchester, that obvious that even Sam and Cass knew about it and they were pissing you off all the free time to telll Dean. Not gonna happen so soon tough, plus you didn’t even know if he even liked you that way.

“Bite me Winchester!  You need me, But you are an ignorant ass who doesn’t want to recognise that they need a woman to help them.”

You throw at him, seating in the chair opposite from him and trying not to strangle him. Some times you wanted to kill him, he was indeed an insufferable asshole and a ladies man all the way, and despite everything bad you tought about him,  didn’t seem to help you forget him. To help you not wanting him, not wanting to feel his rough skin on you body,  and those plump lips on yours.

Damn stop it Y/N !

You tought, you couldn’t get yourself hot and bothered for nothing.  

“Good morning Y/N, here’s your coffee .”

Raising your head you smiled gratefully at Sam and thanked him.

“So with what are we dealing ? ”

Sam put a folder in front of you and you laugh. That couldn’t be possible.

“This can’t be possible, you want me to believe that we are after the ghost of Rebbeca Bishop?  The witch from Salem ?  ”

That was unbelievable even for you, and you saw enough to not be impressed so easily, but the Salem witch was crazy even for you.

“Oohh are you scared baby? ” Dean said in a baby voice making you wanting to smack that beautiful face of his.

“Oh shut up ! I guess we need to make a trip to Salem then. ”

Dean groaned and let himself on the chair with his hands besides his head. It was clear that Dean hated witches and he had his reasons too, that doesn’t mean he gets tired of complaining every time they have a case with witches. This time makes no difference.

***

Five hours and as half later you groaned stretching your legs, being in baby for that long made you itchy and tired.

The motel you were staying at wasn’t making you feel better either but it will do for now.

The bad part ? You all were gonna be staying in the same room, that means bickering with Dean all the freaking time, good news ? Maybe….maybe you’ll get to share the bed with the same  asshole you seemed to like so much.

The only problem? It was only 3 pm and they needed to go out and start questioning people and stuff, you would have come with them, but your acting skills were zero, and you would’ve put thei cover in danger, so you choosed to stay in the motel,  and so some research on how  to kill the witch that seams to cut their victims on the stomach and splatter the organs, now you were sure she is her, I mean that’s how she was killed, in Africa. The only thing you didn’t know was how was the ghost still here….on what object she was attached?  You did online research, called one of your friends  from college and collect as much intel as you could, but still, you were not having a single clue on how to kill that bitch.

Somewhere between the hair pulling and the cries of helpness, Sam called you, and his voice was erratic.

“Y/N we found how to kill the ghost – it sounded ironic to you, the ghost theoretically was already dead but… - It’s attached on some ring from some history museum in town, could you help us with some you know, historian to another? “

You sighed, it shouldn’t be hard to talk to the historian from the museum, but you didn’t know if he or she would let you touch the ring, how were you supposed to grab him form his hold and destroy it?

“Kay, meet me at the hotel, I need a ride and to discuss the plan with you” .

Closing the call, you put the fake badge of an historian, cause let’s face it, you weren’t really an historian, just a professor, and get out of the motel room. Puttin the gun in the back, you put the shirt over it and took a jacket over you too.

“Couldn’t you take longer?”

Was the only snarky remark coming from Dean when you pop in the car, and you rolled your eyes, a break, you needed a fucking break from his behaviour, but did you get it? Noo, why should you?

“You know what? Kiss my ass will ya? “

You almost scream at him when he didn’t stop with sarcasm, and he looked at you with wide eyes. Then a pervert smile came on his face making Sam almost wanting to vomit, but he choose to say nothing…that traitor!

“Oh, you wish princess, name the place and hour I’ll do it happily!”

You blushed like a fucking lava and put your hands under your breasts from instinct, making them look bigger than they actually were.

You wanted to strangle him, kiss him and fuck him at the same time, and you didn’t know wich one was worse.

“Just…can we solve the fucking case and go home? I need a break from Don Juan here.”

Sam snorted and Dean gave you the “I’m gonna kill you “ look, that didn’t seem to scare you, so he grunted and resumed to driving.

***

“Hi there, Regina it is? – You asked looking at the historian name tag. – My name is Clair Smith and I’m coming from the history museum a few towns from here, these are FBI agents Clarcke and Johnson, wee need you to gave us a look about the ring of Rebbeca Bishop.

Getting the ring destroyed was hard, hard when the ghost was possessing Regina’s boddy and, boy she did everything in her power to stop you and the brothers to destroy it. You didn’t escape being hurt either, and when you arrived at your shared motel room Dean started to shout  while Same did go out to take some medicine for your shooted arm.

“What the hell were you thinkin Y/N ? Were you even thinking at all? You almost got killed! That’s why I don’t want you on our hunts, you always get hurt slowing us from everything!”

He yelled furiously and you flinched, that stung….actually that fucking hurt, you knew he couldn’t stand you, but you hoped maybe for some restrain from him but no….

“Why do you fucking care huh? It’s not like I’m your favorite person in the world, I didn’t expect you to get so rilled up about nothing! So I got shot, so what? Is my boddy not yours. “

You could see the fury in his green eyes, that sparkle that make your knees go weak, the sparkle that made you wanting to rip is clothes off and have your way with him.

“You are so fucking stupid Y/N…so stupid.”

“Excuse me…”

You couldn’t finish your sentence, in a few big steps Dean was in front of you, his big and rough hands on your face and hair and you couldn’t say a thing, he was touching you, feeling you and you couldn’t say a damn thing, he was good, you needed to give him that.

“How could you not see that I was trying to protect you. I care about you ok?”

He whispered with his lips almost touching yours, it was an undescribible moment, the feeling he gave you…

You moaned and his lips crashed with yours letting you without breath, this kiss was everything you imagined and more, teeth touching, tongues dancing, your hands in his hair pulling him close, his hands on you waist this time, everything was perfect, unbelievable almost.

“There’s not going back now Winchester, you’re with me from now, I’m not going back to that school, I want to help you! “

The older brother sighed and took you in his arms, your head on his shoulder, you could feel his heat and that made you instantly sleepy.

“I wouldn’t dream about letting you go now, princess. “

Angel Wings and Beautiful Things

Summary: In your line of work, weird was beyond an understatement, but a Winchester with wings? That was a new one. 

A/N: LET’S TAKE A BREAK FROM THE PAIN, SHALL WE? [This gif plus a Wing!AU starter? Gold.]

Warnings: Swearing, fluff, kinda angsty (if you squint), kissing


“Don’t fucking touch them! They’re sensitive!” A gruff voice hollers. His voice carries through the Bunker, drumming against the concrete walls into your room. You furrow your brows together, rubbing your eyes as you grab one of Dean’s old sweatshirts. Tugging it over your head, you wander towards the library. 

Dean stands shirtless at the end of one of the tables. Sam holds his hands up. “We need to look at them, Dean.” He was gentle with his words, like he was giving someone the monster talk. 

“Why?!”  Every muscle Dean has is tense, his entire body ready to fight. “You can see them from there!” 

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Roommates.

Pairing: Wade Wilson/Deadpool x Reader(platonic), Bucky x Reader(kinda)
Summary: Wade is your roommate and you finally convince him to come and eat dinner with you, with Wade blaring the TV it’s hard to miss the Avengers on the screen but someone catches your eye.
Warnings: Language? Near Death experience? Mentions of sex. Mentions of face sitting ;)
Word Count: 2222

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Inconceivable!

Originally posted by mooseleys

You hated Prince Humperdinck with a passion. When he had asked you to marry him, you said yes only because you didn’t have much of a choice. Your one true love was dead and you had lost all purpose to live.

It didn’t take you long to find out what sort of man Humperdinck really was. He was conniving and cruel. He longed for power and he would stop at nothing to get it.You could never love a man like him.

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Masterlist ‘One-Shots’

The collection of the different One-Shots and GIF-drabbles I have written


JAMES BUCHANAN ‘BUCKY’ BARNES - ONE SHOTS

Full Moon  (Reader x Bucky)

Lullaby for a soldier (Arms of the angel) (Reader x Bucky)

You’re hot when you’re cold (Reader x Bucky and others)

8 days ‘til valentine’s day… (Bucky x Reader)

The voice inside your head (Bucky x Reader)

By your side (Bucky x male reader)

The girl with the sparkling blue chucks (Bucky x Reader)

Just cuddling (Bucky x Reader)

Let me love you (Bucky x Reader)

Blogging (Bucky x Reader)

Fight! (Bucky x Reader)

Angel (Bucky x Reader)

A kiss, that can stand the test of time (Bucky x Reader)

Distraction (Bucky x Reader)

Worst Nightmare (Bucky x Reader)


I will always love you (½) (Bucky x Reader)

I will always love you (2/2) (Bucky x Reader)


I have you back (Bucky x Reader)

I have you back pt. 2 (Bucky x Reader)

I have you back pt. 3 (Bucky x Reader)

I have you back pt. 4 (Bucky x Reader)


Black Tears Pt. 1 (Reader x Bucky)

Black Tears Pt. 2 (Reader x Bucky)


~~ BUCKY SMUT / NSFW ~~

All night long (Bucky x Reader) (NSFW)

Always (Bucky x Reader) (NSFW)

Don’t call me baby face! (Bucky x Reader) (NSFW)

Vodka (Bucky x Reader) (NSFW)

Don’t cut your hair (Bucky x Reader) (NSFW)

Caught! (Bucky x Reader) (NSFW)

Horny (Bucky Barnes x Reader) (NSFW)


DEAN WINCHESTER - ONE SHOTS

Touchdown (Reader x Dean Winchester)

Watching over me (Reader x Dean Winchester)

Eggnog (Reader x Dean Winchester)

Nutcracker (Reader x Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester)

Freezing Princess (Reader x Dean Winchester)

What would Yoda say? (Reader x Dean Winchester)

Death (Reader x Dean Winchester)

Blind Date (Dean Winchester x Reader)

Ice Cream (Dean x Reader)

Nightsky (Dean Winchester x Reader)


LOKI LAUFEYSON - ONE SHOTS

Oh my god! (Loki x Reader) 

Bedtime Story (Reader x Loki) 

King & Queen (Loki x Reader)

Trickster (Loki x Reader) 

Norse Mythology (Loki x Reader) 

Rainbow Road (Loki x Reader) 

Enemy (Loki x Reader)

Star Shower (Loki x Reader)

First Snow (Loki x Reader) 


“Loki no!”, “Loki yes!” (Loki x Reader)

“Loki no!”, “Loki yes!” pt. 2 (Loki x Reader)


Remember me, my Lady Pt. 1 (Loki x Reader)

Stay strong, my Lady Pt. 2 (Loki x Reader)

Fight for me, my Lady Pt. 3 (Loki x Reader)

I love you, my lady Pt. 4 (Loki x Reader)


Liar! (Loki x Reader)

Liar! - pt. 2 (Loki x Reader)

Liar! - pt. 3 (Loki x Reader)


~~ LOKI SMUT / NSFW ~~

Sinful Reading (Loki x Reader) (NSFW)


AVENGERS - ONE SHOTS

Back on Earth (Peter Quill x Reader)

Fairy Tale (Reader x Avengers)

Vacation? (Clint Barton, Laura Barton, Reader)


STEVE ROGERS / CAPTAIN AMERICA - ONE SHOTS

Toxic (Steve Rogers/ Captain America x Reader) (NSFW)

The Call of Desire (Steve Rogers / Captain America x wife!Reader) (NSFW)

Welcome to the Jungle (Steve Rogers/ Captain America x Reader)


GIF-GAME DRABBLES

Strutting (Loki x Reader)

Poolside (Jonathan Pine x Reader)

Gym (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Carwash (40s!Bucky x Reader)

The day in the park (Bucky x Reader)


THE JOKER (DC COMICS)

The Joker’s Roughness

Caught In The Rain

Originally posted by sensitivehandsomeactionman

Summary: You convince Dean to go to a fall festival with you only to have the weather turn on you. 

A/N: Dean Winchester is my aesthetic. The prompt is “I’m in pumpkin spice hell.” (I’ll bold it.)

Warnings: SPN swearing, fluffy


“Please, Dean,” you whined, “it’ll be fun!”

“Sweetheart,” he groans into the pillows. You place your hands on his shoulders, shaking him lightly. You feel him sigh. “It’s too early for this.”

You roll your eyes. “It’s almost nine and you went to bed at midnight.” You lay on top of him, earning a muffled ‘umf’ as you play with his hair. “For a hunter that’s practically hibernating.”

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