• Cas:Damn I can't find Dean there's too many people
  • Cas:this calls for drastic measures
  • Cas:*shouts* DEAN WINCHESTER IS BI
  • Sam:lol I know right
  • Mary:tbh it's pretty obvious
  • Bobby:*appears as a spirit* and this is news because...?
  • Charlie:*also appears* and in recent news, I'm a girl!
  • Dean:* in the back* WTF GUYS NO I'M NOT
  • Cas:...found him?
Dirty Little Secret

Request: Hi! Could u do a teen!Sam where u two go to the same high school & have a sorta flirty friendship. Ur a hunter but he doesn’t know ( u don’t know he is one Either) & then u run away from home but stop by his motel before u do and have sex with him and in the morning ur gone. He is never able to track u down & has no idea what happened to u. How ever many years later, ur at Bobby’s (old friends w/ him) & Sam & Dean stop by and you and Sam are totally shocked to see each other?

Teen!Samxreader

Warnings: smut, death (not described), running away

Word Count: 1,901

A/N: I’m super sick right now so I have nothing else to do and am working on as many requests as I can!! I hope you guys like this!! Feedback is always welcomed!!

Originally posted by writingissatansworstnightmare

Your name: submit What is this?

    “Sam!” You scream, running down the hall to your best friend’s locker. He smiled and turned to look at you, his brown eyes looking up and down your body. He smiled down at you. “Look at what I got on my history test!” You exclaimed. You showed him the paper that had an 80% written in red marker on it.

    Sam smiled even more. “Good job!” He yelled before lifting you up and spinning you around. You laughed as he set you down. “All that studying we did payed off.” He said.

    You nodded. “Thank you for that, by the way. I’ve never really been good at studying.” You told him honestly. He laughed and nodded, agreeing with you. “I have a law test coming up. If you want to help me study that I wouldn’t protest.” You said with a wink.

    He smirked. “I would love to help you. You can come over later tonight.” He told you.

    You smiled widely. “It’s a date.” You said, laughing. You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before skipping away towards your next class. He smiled staring after you.

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    You sat in the seat next to Sam with you tray of lunch. “Hey hot stuff, how was class?” You asked him.

    He laughed and slung his arm around your waist. “It was alright.” He said before taking a bite of his sandwich. You laughed took a bite of yours. “My day is much better now that you’re here.” He winked at you.

    “Awh, I’m honored.” You said, placing your hand on your heart. He smiled. “Math is killing me. I want to just murder it already.” You told him, opening your yogurt.

    Sam laughed. “I understand.” He said, placing a kiss to your forehead. You smiled and dipped your spoon into your yogurt. “Give me.” He told you opening his mouth and waiting for your spoon.

    “Here.” You said. You stuck the spoon in his mouth. You then took a spoonful of yogurt yourself. “So, pizza tonight?” You asked.

    “Of course. Pizza’s on me.” He told you. You laughed and agreed. “Anyway, better get to class. Don’t want to be late.” He said taking you tray to the garbage.

    You gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you, my prince charming.” You said laughing. He shook his head as he left the cafeteria.

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    “Mom! Dad!” You exclaimed walking into your house. You threw your bag on the floor and walked into the living room to see your parents packing their hunting gear. “Where are you guys going? You just got back.” You told them.

    You mom gave you sad eyes. “I know sweetheart, but this is a big case. Our friends need a little help.” She explained.

    “So, can I go with you?” You asked, hope in your voice. You dad sighed and shook his head. “Why not? You guys said I’d be able to hunt with you soon!” You yelled.

    “(Y/N), this isn’t about you.” Your dad said. You huffed and sat on the couch. “We won’t be long. Maybe a week tops.” He explained.

    You shook your head and crossed your arms. “That’s what you guys always say and it ends up being two weeks or three weeks or even a month.” You said not looking at either of them. “You don’t know what it’s like to go weeks without seeing you and not knowing if you’re coming home alive.” You told them.

    Your mom walked over to you. “I’m so sorry.” She said, trying to make you look up at her. You kept staring at the ground. She sighed and kissed your forehead. “I love you.” She told you.

    You didn’t say anything. “Come on. We don’t want to be late.” Your father said to your mother. You heard the front door close and that’s when you stood up.

    You ran to your room and packed all you could into one suitcase. You then grabbed your backpack and went in your car. You looked up at the house that you’ve known your whole life before you turned the car on and drove away.

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    Sam opened the door the third time you knocked. “(Y/N)? You’re early, aren’t you?” He asked. He took one look at your face and could tell something was wrong. “Are you okay?” He asked, concern clearly in his voice.

    You shook your head. He stepped away from the door to let you come in. You came in and sat on the bed. “My parents are gone again. Another job.” You told him, tears coming to your eyes. “I can’t take them being away from home all the time.” You said, putting your head in your hands.

    Sam sighed and sat beside you. You felt his hand rubbing circles on your back. “I understand. My brother and dad are always dumping me at motels because of my dad’s work.” He said, trying to make you feel better.

    You looked up at Sam. “I’m so sorry.” You whispered. He shook his head. You sighed and looked down at the ground.He groaned and grabbed your face. His lips slammed into yours.

    You leaned into the kiss and before you knew it, he had pushed you against the bed. Your hands traveled over his body and soon enough under his shirt. You tugged at the hem of his shirt. He broke the kiss to lift his shirt over his head. “Better?” He asked with a smirk.

    You could only nod as you took in his body. He was fit and you could see every muscle in his arm.

    He laughed and lifted your shirt over your head and threw it on the ground. He looked at you up and down. Heat rushed to your cheeks. “You’re so beautiful.” He whispered as he gently touched your face.

    You couldn’t help but smile as he brought his lips down to yours again. His hands moved all over you body. They slipped into your shorts and you gasped against his lips. You felt his fingers into your underwear. “S-Sam.” You moaned. You felt his fingers slip into your clit. They moved around and you threw your head back. “O-oh my god.”

    Sam kissed your neck and sucked on the sweet spot. You moaned and pressed yourself into him more. “I need you.” He whispered. That set you off.

    Your hands moved to undo his jeans. He jumped off of you so you could undress as well. He reached into his bag and pulled out a condom. You watched as he slid it on his large cock. You licked your lips in anticipation. He smirked and got back on you. You felt him slide inside of you and you gasped from the pain that was there for a split second but was soon replaced with pleasure. He looked at you to make sure you were okay. “You can move.” You whispered.

    This set him off and he started thrusting in and out of you. His hand came up and cupped one of your breasts. You leaned up and captured his lips with yours. This made him go faster. “I-I’m close.” You whispered. He kept hitting your sweet spot and within seconds you felt your walls clench around him and you released. He followed you soon after and moaned your name.

    He pulled out of you and discarded the condom before climbing back into bed with you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his head in your hair. “That was amazing.” He said. You smiled and leaned your bare back against his bare chest. “I love you.” He said.

    Tears came to your eyes. “I love you too.” You told him. You could feel him smile and soon his breathing became even. Slowly, you took his arm off of you and you quietly got dressed. You looked back at Sam once more before you left the room. “I’m sorry. I can’t bring you into this crazy life.” You took a deep breath before you got in your car and drove.

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    10 years had passed. You had hunted on your own since the day you left. No one had been able to track you because you went off the grid for the first couple years. After that, you finally got a phone and called the only person you could think of, Bobby. He had helped you with research and let you stay with him if you needed to.

    You were pulling into a motel room when Bobby had called you. “Hey, you got another case?” You asked, hope in your voice.

    “No.” Bobby’s voice was sunken. You knew something bad had happened. “It’s your parents. They, uh, didn’t make it.” He told you. Your heart sunk. You hadn’t seen them in 10 years, but that didn’t mean you didn’t miss them. “I think you should come here and pay your respects.” He said.

    “Alright. I’ll be there in about an hour.” You told him and hung up the phone. Good thing you hadn’t gotten a room yet. You pulled out of the parking lot and headed for Bobby’s. When you got there, Bobby had already gotten your parent’s bodies ready to burned. “Bobby.” You said, getting out of your car and walking over to him.

    Bobby turned to face you. “Hey, kid. I’m sorry.” He told you, patting you on the shoulder. You sighed and looked at your parent’s wrapped bodies. “It was a werewolf. They killed the sucker but both of them had already lost too much blood.” He explained. Tears stung your eyes as you thought about them being in pain. “They asked about you. I told them how you were and what you were doing. Needless to say, they were proud of you.” He told you.

    Your tears finally fell. “Let’s burn them already.” You said. Bobby sighed and lit a match before throwing it at the stack of wood beneath your parents. You stood there even after you heard a car pull up and Bobby walked to greet whoever it was. You just stood there, watching your parents burn. You hadn’t seen them in 10 years. You never imagined the next time you saw them they would be burning.

    You sighed as Bobby tapped you on your shoulder. You turned around to see Bobby standing there with two men. One with short dirty blonde hair and green eyes and the other with long brown hair and brown eyes. You knew those eyes from somewhere. “This is-”

    “(Y/N).” RIght away, you recognized his voice.

    “Sam?” You asked, wiping your tears. Sam couldn’t stop himself. He walked over to you in two quick strides.

    He grabbed your face in his hands and kissed you. “I searched for you for years. I thought someone took you.” He whispered, leaning his forehead against yours. “What happened? How do you know Bobby?” He asked, slowly moving away from you.

    “She’s a hunter too, Sam.” Bobby said. You both looked at Bobby in shock.

    “Wait, you’re a hunter?” You asked, looking at Sam. He shyly nodded. “Who are you?” You asked.

    He smiled and held out his hand to you. “My name is Sam Winchester. I’m a hunter.” He said.

   You laughed and shook his hand. “I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N) and I think I’ve been in love with you for all these years.”

You. (Dean X Reader Soulmate AU)

Short Story Description: Set in supernatural universe. You wake up one day, with no memory or knowledge as to how you got in the middle of a forest. All you know is youre a hunter and a good one. Almost getting killed, however, leads to you meeting the boys. Dean, instantly, feels different with you as you feel different with him. You fall in love, and knowing you have the name ‘Dean’ on your wrist calms you. But without being able to tell Dean your name, you panic. Little did you know, Dean already knows your name.

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five

Characters: Dean, Bobby, Reader, slight mention of Castiel

Warnings:Bit of angst, fluff, and actually happiness

Word Count: 2296

A/N: So so so sorry I took a while to write chapter six ! Its been a tiring week and also, I couldn’t think. Here’s a sorta filler chapter but its kinda cute all in all. Big big shout out to my dearest best friend. @spn-mudkip @spn-mudkip @spn-mudkip

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Chapter 6

“OK, tell me the three most interesting things about you.” Dean looked at you as if you had just asked him to strip naked in the diner.

“Why ?”

“Well, if you want to know me, I have to know you.” You giggled as you put a fry into your mouth. Dean looked at you for a moment and then sighed.

“Fine, well, ” he hesitated.

“If its too hard, you don-”

“No sweetheart, I’m trying to think of the most interesting, calm down now.” You smirked and ate another fry. He seemed very lost in thought. You almost thought he burned his brain at how long it took him to come up with an answer. “Ok, well, I like frisky woman.” You sneered and threw a fry at him. “If I wasn’t a hunter, I’d probably be a fisherman, reeking of fish scent, and I am afraid of flying, like planes.” You laughed at the last one. He mocked you and made a face. “Like if your not scared of anything ?”

“Well, there’s one thing.”

“And what’s that ?” You could hear the flirtatious words softly come out of his mouth. You looked at him and smirked.

“You’ll find out later, big boy.” He looked at you and clenched his jaw.

“Well, that’s not fair, is it sweetheart ?”

“Hey, I didn’t tell you to blurt out your fears, I said tell me interesting things, but I’m not gonna lie, your fear of planes, quite interesting indeed.” You laughed even more which made him blush a deep shade of red. “It’s ok, big boy. It’s just me.” You smiled and shyly reached out and grabbed his hand. What you didn’t know was the sparks you started inside of Dean. The fire of passion you ignited. He knew it would be very hard for him to let you out of his sight for one second. He wanted to protect every inch of you. He felt so nervous with you. He couldn’t pinpoint why. He never got nervous with woman, never. He was always smooth and always knew what to say. But with you, he lost all his words. He couldn’t think straight, all he could think about was you. You lightly squeezed his hand and slowly pulled back. You went back to eating, oblivious to Dean’s staring. He stared at you like as if you were gonna disappear any second. You felt a blush slowly rise in your cheeks. You certainly weren’t used to this kind of attention.

DEAN’S POV

Goddamn. She makes me feel happy. I never thought I’d feel this way for a girl. She may be my soulmate, but even if she wasn’t, I knew I’d feel the same. She’s different. As she grabbed my hand, I couldn’t help but panic completely inside. She was grabbing my hand. I felt like a little kid at an amusement park. The joy, the excitement, the feeling of exhilaration inside. She gave me all that, with one touch. God, she drove me crazy, with passion. Maybe all the talk about soulmates was true. The sparks. The nervousness. The jolts of joy. The fact that I felt whole around her. I never thought I could be happy. I don’t deserve it. I’m worthless. But she, god, she makes me feel like, maybe I’m just slightly, worth it. She makes me feel new. Sure, I’ve known her for a couple of days. But man, if this is only a couple of days, imagine a whole month ? A year ? I wish I could have wishful thinking but sometimes, it could break you inside. I’ll hope for the best. Maybe, just maybe, I shouldn’t bring this on her. The burden I am. Maybe it’ll burn her inside with regret and pain. That’s all I’ll bring to the table. What if I kill her inside with my idiotic self ? She doesn’t deserve trash like me. She deserves the best damn man that was ever born. She deserves someone who can love her so much, who could protect her, bring her happiness instead of worry, someone who could really be the one thing in her life to make her be even better, which I doubt. Maybe the universe made a mistake. Maybe Castiel is her chance at happiness. Castiel is an angel, for godsakes. I’m just a broken bitter human. He could be her everything. All I bring is pain. I’m an asshole to think I could be the one for her. I don’t have a shot. I would hurt her, and that’s the last damn thing I would ever do. If I know I’ll hurt her, I’ll keep my distance. It’ll kill me inside, but she’ll be safe. She’ll be safe from the agony I bring. She’ll live and be the beautiful girl I see in front of me.

“Dean ? Dean.” I slowly came back to reality to realize I had completely lost focus from reality into my thoughts.

“Yes ? Uh, I’m s-sorry. I got lost in thought.”

“I know.” She giggled. God, her laugh was beautiful. It was mesmerizing. It made me smile.

“Sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize. I was just worried for a sec.”

“Why’s that ?”

“Thought your brain fried up.” She smirked and flashed me a smile. Her sense of humor, I like it.

“Ha, ha, very funny.” She giggled at my remark and I couldn’t help but join her. Her laugh was going to be the damn death of me.

READER’S POV

After you an Dean had finished eating and talked for what seemed like hours, you slowly walked to the impala. You couldn’t stop smiling. Dean made you laugh, he made you smile. He made you feel different. As you rode in the impala with AC/DC softly playing in the back, you slowly started to drift off into sleep.

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Laughing. That’s all you could here. It made you smile inside. A warmth, a feeling of joy. It had been a few years since you genuinely laughed. Opening your eyes to the warm summer heat, you saw Bobby in front of you. He dragged you out of the house. He knew you had been couped up enough. Before you were driving to wherever Bobby wanted to take you, he went evil. You knew he was trying to bribe you out. He went for your weakness. Chocolate red velvet cake. The smell overwhelmed the house. The sweet scent found a way into your room making you smell the air like a starving puppy. You stood up and ran to the kitchen to find a beautiful cake sitting inside the oven. You were about to go and pull it out of the oven when Bobby smacked you with an oven mitt. “Uh, uh, uh, not touching.”

“Bobby, why do you make me suffer ?”

“You can have your cake, idjit, on one condition.”

“And what would that be ?” You crossed your arms and stared him down.

“We go out. We get out of this house.”

“And go where ?”

“Its a surprise. Take it or leave it.” You thought about it. It had been almost 7 months since you left the house. Maybe you did need a good day out.

“OK.” Bobby smiled happily. He took out the cake and you immediately grabbed a fork and started to eat. It was warm.

“Woah, savage, save some.” You laughed at Bobby’s comment and moved a few inches over so he could eat with you.

As you were driving with your window down, you couldn’t help but feel good inside. It had been such a long time since you felt that way. Bobby began to drive slower and then pulled the car to the side of the road.

“Bobby, if you’re gonna kill me, give me a minute to run at least.” He laughed at your comment and grabbed a tie from his pocket.

“Put this on your eyes. I really want this to be a surprise.” He handed you the blindfold and you stared at him. You hesitated, but finally, you wrapped it around your eyes. You felt the soft breeze when Bobby made hand motions in front of your face, causing you to smile.

“I’m trusting you Bobby. However, if you kill me, I’m haunting you.” He laughed again. You felt the sudden purr of the engine turn on again, and the slight movement of the car getting back on the road. About twenty minutes had passed by and you started to wonder what was this surprise Bobby had. You moved your hand around the door, looking for the window roller. Once you found it, you rolled it, your window slowly going down. You stuck a bit of your hand outside and felt a soft, wet wind. It smelled of water and salt.

“Bobby…”

“What ?” You were now very curious.

“Are we were I think we are ?” Bobby didn’t answer you. A smile began to form on his face, seeing you couldn’t contain your excitement. He parked the car and walked to your door. He helped you step out. Once he locked the car, he grabbed your arms and guided you. You heard beautiful sounds you had always wanted to hear. The floor that you were walking was no longer solid. It made you wobble the whole way. Bobby stopped you and made you take off your shoes and socks. It was a very weird request but once you took off your sock and put your foot down, the cool sensation of sand was soothing. You quickly removed your other shoe and sock and dug your feet into the cool sand. You couldn’t contain your excitement anymore. You took off the tie around your eyes and saw the most beautiful thing in front of you. The soft waves and the warm blue were as breathtaking as you could’ve imagine. You hugged Bobby and ran towards the sea. You stopped right at the line where the sea stopped touching the shore. You took a step and the water grazed your foot softly. You couldn’t help it anymore. You took off your jacket and you put your phone inside it and ran about 10 feet away from the ocean and placed them on the floor. You instantly ran back and straight into the ocean. It was freezing cold but you didn’t care. You kept running into the ocean until the water was reaching your belly button. You closed your eyes tightly and quickly threw yourself under. You rose up, soaked head to toe, smiling the entire time. This was everything you had always wanted. Everything you had wished for. To touch the ocean, be inside of the water, it was everything you had ever wanted in life. You were happy, genuinely happy. You started to cry. You were that happy. You walked out of the ocean and ran towards Bobby giving him a really tight hug. He saw that you were crying and he hugged you tighter. “You OK ?”

“Yeah Bobby,” you laughed softly. “I am. Thank you.”

“For what ?” You let go slowly of your tight embrace and looked at him, with your big watery puppy eyes.

“Everything, Bobby. God, I am so grateful. Thank you. You’re my family. Were a big bag of idjits.” You laughed and Bobby laughed with you. He gave you a soft bump on the shoulder.

“Your not so bad yourself. You make a good daughter.” You smiled at the word daughter. Bobby considered you his daughter. That was one of the biggest things ever. It was very important to you. He was your only family.

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The bumps from the car startled you awake. You noticed you still haven’t got to the bunker. You watched as Dean drove with a smile on his face. He hadn’t noticed you woke up, so you tried a little sneaky trick. You pretended to move a bit in your sleep. You moved more until you fell onto Dean’s lap. You laid your head softly on his thigh. It was more comfortable than you expected.

“(Y/n) ? (Y/n) ?” You heard Dean whisper your name. You didn’t move. Your heard him sigh a bit. It sounded as though he was relieved ? And then you felt a few calloused fingers slowly brush against your arm which made you stiffen and get chills all over your body. You felt them slowly trail up until they were in your hair. They slowly moved and massaged your head. It was such a great feeling. Suddenly, you felt the fingers slowly move down to your cheek. They traveled and explored your face. First, they slowly touched your lips, following the curves and the shape of them, giving you goosebumps, causing all your hairs to stand on end. Then they slowly moved to the curve of your nose. It tickled, and made a sneeze unfortunately, come out, which made Dean jump. You tried to act as if you were still asleep. 5 minutes passed and his fingers slowly found their way to the bridge of your nose. They slowly traced up to your eyes. They touched your eyelashes tenderly. The fingers slowly moved down again to your lips as if they were their favorite part. They traced and traced the outline of your lips. And slowly, they moved down to your neck and pulled all of your hair back, revealing your face into the moonlight. They slowly rubbed your neck, causing you to smile. You decided you wanted to tease Dean. As he kept rubbing your neck and moving to your shoulders, you let a soft moan escape your lips. “Dean.” You moaned his name. Which by the way his fingers wrapped harder around your shoulders, proved effective.

This was the beginning of something good.

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Step-Brother

Warnings: Talk of a slight panic attack but nothing actually happens
Characters: Sam & Dean Winchester, Adam Milligan, Castiel, Sister Winchester/Milligan reader, Bobby Singer
Readers Age: young teenager-ish
Summary: Your full brother Adam jumps into the cage
Word Count: 1047

Y/N: Your Name

A/N: I mainly went off of memory of Sam and Adam falling in the cage so if somethings not right sorry… Enjoy!


It’s been a month since you met the Winchesters, technically you are one but you still go by your other last name, Milligan. From what they’ve told you, Adam, your full brother, is the vessel for an arc Angel named Michael.

They have been keeping Adam from saying yes to Michael because other angels believe it’s Dean who is the chosen vessel. To be honest, all of this is just so confusing. You lost track of it for a while, that is until Sam ended up saying yes to Lucifer. And now, you’re all in the middle of a field, Dean bruised and swollen, Bobby’s neck is snapped, and Cas just exploded. You stood a few feet away from the black hole that just emerged in the ground.

Sam was able to over power Lucifer, he took the chance and began leaning back, into black whole, that is until Adam, or Michael grabbed him. He said something about how this isn’t how it’s suppose to end, you knew what was going to happen. You screamed, “ADAM!” But it was too late, Sam and Adam both fell into the cage.

You ran towards the hole, hoping to grab him but Dean stopped you by grabbed your arm and pulling you towards him, despite all the pain he was feeling emotionally and physically, he fought through it to stop you. Dean held you as you cried into his shoulder, silently hating him for stopping you. You watched the black hole close.

A moment passed when suddenly Castiel appeared in front of you both, he leaned down and healed Dean. “Cas?” Dean said, shocked at the fact that Cas is still alive. Cas tilted his head at you and smiled, hoping to give you comfort. He then walked over and healed Bobby.

“We-we have to save him, we have to open the hole again! We have to get Adam back!” You stood up, on the verge of a panic attack, “He doesn’t deserve to be in there. He shouldn’t be in there!” You started pacing back and forth.

“Y/N, calm down. There’s nothing we can do.” Dean said calmly, hiding the fact that he’s hurting too.

“Nothing we can do? We haven’t even tried!” You snapped, “Are you really willing to give up on my brother just like that? Our brother actually…” You mumbled the last part.

“We’ll talk about this later, right now let’s just go.” Dean said, getting into the driver seat, you got into the back and Bobby got into the passenger seat, while Cas just teleported.


The ride to Bobby’s was silent, you pulled your legs to your chest and rested your chin on your knees. Dean kept glancing at you through the review mirror, he knew you were pissed.

Dean pulled up to Bobby’s house, you were the first one out and already inside. You walked into the living room and stopped, you didn’t know what to do. You felt so many emotions, sorrow, anger, guilt, you just flat out didn’t know what to do.

You heard the door open, Bobby and Dean stopped once they saw you, Dean walked over and placed a hand on your shoulder. “We have to save him…” You said quietly, Dean turned you around gently and pulled you into a hug. You don’t care how mad you were at Dean, you still accepted the hug.


It’s been a few days since Adam jumped in with Sam and it feels like you’re the only one doing any research on getting him back, let’s just say, you’re getting fed up.

You walked into Bobby’s living room and saw Dean on the couch and Bobby at his desk, researching. “So, you guys working on the whole saving our brother thing?” You snarked, crossing your arms over your chest.

Dean huffed and looked up at you, “When are you going to accept the fact that he’s gone? I’ve accepted it, I’ve accepted the fact that Sam’s gone too, but I don’t see you trying to find a way to get him back.” Dean snapped.

“He’s just my step brother, so are you, Adam is my actual brother. He was there for me and now I have to be there for him. I thought you out of all people would understand that.” You replied, Dean’s stone cold look softened. He opened his mouth to speak but you just walked away and went upstairs.


You collapsed onto your bed, you shoved your face into your pillow and let the tears fall. You heard the creaking of the floorboards and a small knock at your door. You didn’t say anything, you heard the door squeak, telling you that someone opened it. Soon enough, you felt the bed dip and a hand on your back, rubbing soothing circles.

“I know you miss him, hell I didn’t know him for that long but I miss him too. But I wasn’t lying, there is no way to get him back. It kills me to say it, but it’s true.” Dean paused, “I don’t want you to grow up hating me, we’re all we have, not including Bobby and Cas of course.” Dean chuckled.

You sat up and swung your legs over the side of the bed so you were sitting right next to Dean. “But… I’ll never get to see him again…” You said quietly, Dean pulled you into a hug.

“I know, we still have each other though, I’m not that bad to be around.” Dean tried brightening the mood, earning a chuckle from you.

“Thanks Dean.” You said, wiping a few tears off of your cheek in the process.

“Hey, it’s what big brothers are for.” Dean ruffled your hair, “Now, I sent Cas it go get some pie, he should be back by now.”

“Dibs!” You yelled and took off running down the stairs.

“No fair!” Dean yelled and chased after you.

Even though you don’t have your full brother, you still have your step brother. But, Dean is more like a full brother, he cares about you, and you know how bad he feels about what happened to Adam. Maybe that’s why he’s trying so hard to make you like him, so you won’t miss out on the brotherly love that Adam always gave you.

Requested by Anonymous:
“Imagine where you’re Adam’s full little sister (13), and Sam and Dean’s half sister. Dean, Bobby, and Cas all have to stop you from jumping in after Adam when he falls in the cage, then if you want can you do a little thing where she’s like ‘We gotta save Adam guys’ ‘you guys working on the whole saving OUR BROTHER thing’ basically she always annoys them about it”

A/N: AAAH IM SORRY THIS DIDNT TURN OUT EXACTLY LIKE YOU WANTED!!! I FORGOT ABOUT SOME OF THE THINGS YOU WANTED BUT I DIDNT WANT TO REWRITE IT SO IM SORRY!

I hope y'all like this one! I’m open for tips on improving!

Tags: @16wiishes

different-person-than-yesterday  asked:

For the speedwriting, maybe Dean notices how Sam always sleeps with all his weakspots exposed so he'll use that to wake him up, until he realises one day that Sam doesn't really fight it, first he thought it was because he's tired but now he gets that he enjoys it, so now he does it aaaaall the time 😁

sure thing!

Day 1

Dean was surprised to be the first one up. Usually Sam was up early for a morning jog. He stretched, heading for the shower and letting his kid brother catch a few extra z’s.

On his way out of the shower, he noticed one of Sam’s feet poking out from under the covers. He smirked, walking past and wiggling a finger over Sam’s sole. Dean didn’t miss the small smile that graced Sam’s lips as he stirred in his sleep.

Day 2

First one to wake again. Dean didn’t mind getting all the hot water to himself, and it was good seeing Sam rest. Poor kid always has too much on his mind.

Dean took a long shower this morning, and when he finally came out, he noticed Sam was still sleeping. Sam was stretched out on his back on the bed, mouth half open with a mop of hair going everywhere.

Dean paced over to the side of the bed, looking down at him and rolling his eyes. He reached over and scribbled a few fingers over Sam’s belly until he stirred, his back shifting on the bed.

“Get up, bitch.” Dean teased, grabbing a pillow and tossing it onto Sam’s face. That startled him awake real quick.

Day 3

There hadn’t been a break in the case yet, so it took both of the hunters forever to fall asleep last night. Sam had been up later than Dean researching to try to find a break, so Dean wasn’t surprised to be the first one awake.

He was a little surprised to see Sam sleeping in a chair hunched over the small desk in the room.

Dean came up behind Sam, seeing a lore book on the desk and picking it up with a smirk to slam onto the wood loudly, scare Sam awake.

At the last second he reconsidered, not wanting to startle him too badly with how on edge he must be from the hunt. Dean set the book down and instead found his hands reaching around Sam’s sides and his fingers wiggling against the material of his shirt.

Sam giggled in his sleep, how adorable.

Dean squeezed a few times when he noticed Sam starting to squirm. This brought Sam over the threshold into consciousness, but he continued to giggle as he woke, batting weakly at Dean’s hands.

“We got a long day ahead of us, let’s get going.” Dean concluded with a hair ruffle.

Day 4

Dean opened his eyes as the sun was coming up. He looked over at his brother who was (unsurprisingly at this point) still asleep. There was no real rush to wake him today. A major break in the case last night had given the hunters the chance to finally kill the monster that had been harming people, putting it all finally to rest. It had been late, so they had headed back to their motel room and decided to head out in the morning.

Dean turned on his side to try to get a little extra sleep.

A few minutes later, he rolled over onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. He wasn’t really tired, he could grab just a few hours and feel well rested at this point.

Dean glanced over at Sam again, bored. He saw a foot hanging off the bottom of the bed and smirked.

Dean rolled out of bed quietly and stepped over to Sam’s bed. He lightly dragged his fingertips down Sam’s foot, grinning as his toes curled in response.

Sam’s arms were out to the sides, so Dean moved over to the side of the bed and poked a finger under each arm, wiggling them and gently tickling down Sam’s ribs. He tried to hold back a few chuckles at how Sam was flinching and giggling softly in his sleep.

One thing he did notice, Sam wasn’t really fighting him. He was sleeping, granted, but he never pulled his arms down or his foot away.

Dean scribbled behind Sam’s knee, making his foot flex out and his leg flinch. He smirked. Ten fingers dove in to pinch and scribble on Sam’s knees and thighs. Sam shrieked awake that morning in a burst of laughter.

Day 5

They were back at Bobby’s already. Sam had woken up first today, Dean waking when Sam got out of the shower. It wasn’t too far a drive back, and they decided to spend a few days there looking for a new case.

Sam was pouring over information on his laptop, looking for anything suspicious that may need their investigation. Dean walked into the room, a half tap on the door as warning.

“What’s up, Sammy?”

“Just looking for a new case.” Sam replied dryly.

“We just finished one, why don’t you look tomorrow? Take the night off.” Dean suggested, offering a beer.

“Thanks, but I feel like we should-”

“Sammy! Relax!” Dean clapped a hand on his shoulder. “There will be people to save in the morning.” He closed Sam’s laptop. “You may be one of them if I wake up first again.” Dean winked.

“What are you talking about?” Sam rolled his eyes.

“The last week or so you’ve been sleeping in.”

“So?”

“So, you might get tickled awake again.” Dean wiggled his fingers and eyebrows. “This time you won’t get any mercy, no case to work as an excuse.” Dean laughed.

Sam was blushing. “Shut up, jerk.”

“Bitch.” Dean teased with a poke to Sam’s side. “Maybe I’ll just get you now!”

Sam tried to get up out of the chair to run, but only got about 2 feet before Dean was on top of him on the floor.

“You ass, get off me!” Sam laughed, pushing at Dean as he wrestled him down. One of Dean’s hands caught both of Sam’s wrists.

“No way!” Dean grinned, holding his brother’s arms to the side and wiggling his other hand up under Sam’s shirt, tickling his stomach.

“Stahahahahop!” Sam cackled, squirming underneath him.

“Not gonna happen, bitch.” Dean assured him.

Sam continued flailing and trying to sort of half heartedly wiggle away, but otherwise didn’t retaliate much.

“So, you don’t seem like you’re really fighting this Sammy.” Dean raised an eyebrow at him.

Sam’s face was already red from laughter so it was hard to tell if he was blushing any further. “Whahahat? Yehehehes I ahaham!” Sam argued, “I sahahahaid stahop!” He laughed harder when Dean wiggled his free hand back and forth under both arms.

“Sure, you said that.” Dean shrugged. “But you’re not acting like it.” He grinned.

“Shuhuhut up!” Sam whined.

“Come on, what if I was a monster? All a vamp needs to do is poke your sides a few times and he’s got you? That’s it?” Dean laughed.

“Yohohou’re a jeheherk!” Sam kicked his feet.

“Yoooou like it.” Dean grinned smugly, squeezing Sam’s knee.

“Do nahahahot!” Sam protested.

“Say it!”

“No!”

“Saaaaay it!” Dean scribbled all over Sam’s belly.

“Nahahahaha!”

“What are you idjits doing?” Bobby scolded from the doorway.

Dean let Sammy go, putting his hands up. “Sorry Bobby, didn’t mean to bother you.” He chuckled.

Bobby snorted. “No bother, I’ve got dinner on downstairs.”

Dean helped Sam to his feet. “This isn’t over, Sammy.” He winked.

“You bet it’s not.” Sam returned the wink, poking Dean’s side and making him flinch.

Dean glared at Sam as he hurried out of the room downstairs. Oh, it was on.

It’s More Than a Song

SPNsongcc|| tequilasdean vs missybaconator
↳Prompt: Bobby Singer + Hey Jude
Word Count: 2169 (holy shitballs)
Pairing: None
Warnings:  None.  A 5+1 attempt between Bobby and Dean

I love the Beatles so much that it took me way too long to even pick a song and then this came out.  It wan’t even close to what I sat down to write but Bobby and Dean kind of just took over.  I had too many feels from this and I hope y‘all like it.  It’s also the longest damn thing I’ve ever written

The first time Bobby Singer laid his eyes on John Winchester and his kids, Dean was only about four years old.  Bobby had told himself he wouldn’t get attached to these kids no matter what.  He knew he was wrong the second his eyes met those sad green eyes of the quietest boy he’d ever seen.  He found Sam to be an adorable and surprisingly well behaved six month old as well.  

Hey Jude don’t make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

The first time John asked Bobby to let the boys stay with him, Dean had just turned five.  He was much more talkative now but usually only to John or little Sam.  After putting the boys to bed the first night, Bobby sat in his library and poured himself a whiskey.  Before the alcohol even hit his lips, he heard a sound from the boys room.  (No matter how hard he tried not to, he already considered the spare room to be Sam and Dean’s room).  

He set the glass down and quietly made his way to the door, leaning in to try and hear what was going on.  When he heard the quiet whimper again, he eased the door open and saw Dean wrapped up in his blankets, head tossing left to right.  ‘Nightmare,’ Bobby thought as he tiptoed to Deans bed and gently lowered himself to sit.  

He decided to start humming the only song he knew all the way through.  The tune to ‘Hey Jude’ began leaving his lips and almost immediately Deans eyes blinked sleepily and caught sight of Bobby.  Confusion crossed his face before he just stared at Bobby, not making a sound.  Bobby looked down at Dean and smiled fondly when he saw Dean had fallen back to sleep.  He re-tucked Dean into bed and then left the room again.

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How to Explain Supernatural:  An Illustrated Guide

1. These are Sam and Dean, the main characters.  

They cause the apocalypse a lot.

You will be sexually attracted to them. 

2.  This is Castiel. 

He’s the show’s most powerful and dangerous main character.

No, seriously, I mean it.

3.  They all love each other.  So, naturally, they spend the next eleven years subjecting one another to the worst forms of pain imaginable. 

Like heartbreak and betrayal. 

And, of course, endless sexual frustration.

4.   You will also become incredibly emotionally attached to these characters. Then, the writers will proceed to brutally torture and kill them before your eyes.

Over and over again. 

But seriously, it’s a really fun show.

5.  They also have some great secondary characters for you to fall in love with!

Then, of course, you’ll have to watch them all die horribly.  But hey, it was fun while it lasted!

6. There are a few exceptions, of course.  Like God. 

(As you can see, they’re extremely conservative in their portrayal of omnipotent theistic beings.)

7.  Or the king of hell.

8.  And who can forget the longest surviving characters of all?

9.  And finally, once you watch it, all these GIFs will make perfect sense to you.

No, seriously, I swear.

10.  OKAY, IT’S IMPOSSIBLE TO EXPLAIN, JUST WATCH THE FREAKING SHOW.