dean is having a bad day

For @daydream-pixie-princess

Dean’s the kind of guy who is one-part boyfriend, one-part soulmate, and one-part best friend- and a tiny sliver of cheerleader. He believes you can do anything and everything you want and you can do no wrong in his eyes so long as you remain true to yourself- as in the person he first fell in love with. If you’re having a bad day, he’s right there with the stuffed animals, flowers, typical Dean sass, and cake. The cake is a surprise purchase even for him, but at the last moment he realizes that if all else fails, you and he can snuggle and cry together and eat cake and binge watch a show.

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I just, I just fucking love the idea of Stiles building a new branch of the FBI. 

Like, he does his time in the trenches, he shuffles paperwork, he goes on missions, he takes down numerous bad guys. He’s a good, nay GREAT agent. But then something happens, someone of the supernatural evil persuasion comes on the scene and wants to take the world down. 

Stiles with all his supernatural knowledge goes to the director of the FBI and tells him, this is what he is and this is how we beat him. and because this has been going on for months Director Watsizname lets Stiles assemble a small task force to try his idea out. 

(Of fucking course Stiles reaches out to Derek to help, but I imagine the scene kind of like the one where Charles and Xavier try to get logan into the xmen and logan just goes ‘no’ and they leave him out of it.)

So Stiles gets like Argent and the Yukimauras, and beacon hills reunion am i right?

anyway… stiles and his task force work and get the guy, (there is an opposing task force also trying to get the guy, but they’re a human task force so they don’t know what they’re getting into.) and stiles and his little force of high school bffs gets the big bad and to reward him, Director Watsizmane gives him another case in colorado and Stiles gets a new partner and Stiles thinks it’s hilarious that he gets to roll around the country like fucking Sam and Dean Winchester to fix supernatural shit gone bad. 

That starts the construction of the Supernatural Affairs Division of the FBI (”Boss, our acronym can’t be FBI: SAD. that’s just… well.. sad…”) erm… the Supernatural Investigation Division? (”Now people will think my name is Sid or they’ll think of dying babies, do you want people to think of dying babies director?”) How about Department of Supernatural Affairs? FBI: DSA? Is that okay for you? (”DUDE!!! That is sooo much better!!!”)[Stiles goes around for days opening doors and yelling “FBI: DSA GET ON THE GROUND!!!” to his coworkers who have no idea what he is talking about]

the department is kept in the dark, theless people who know it exists the better. Stiles makes the code of the department” Nous protègons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protèger eux-měmes” for Allison. (and the fbi director and the president aren’t happy it’s french, they would prefer latin or something. but Stiles is firm that it needs to be french.)

The department grows slowly, only bringing in experienced agents who have already seen some questionable things while on missions. They work with Area 51 sometimes, other times they work with a supernatural version of liverpool. 

Soon, the DSA is big enough to warrant it’s own headquarters (”Stilinski, it’s not a secret lair” “Chief we have an airplane hanger mined into a mountain. It’s a secret lair,”) 

Derek, Stiles’ husband, helps out sometimes, but not too often, he’d rather stay at home and focus on his woodworking business or something.

and eventually, Stiles becomes the head of the DSA and he has a really cool office like Ice Cube’s in 22 Jump Street (as per his request (omg what a loser)). he’ll sit up in his office as he sees new kids, both human and supernatural, come into the secret lair for the first time and see how great it is. they stop many many supernatural attacks in america, but also worldwide. Derek brings him lunch sometimes.

this is his legacy, and when he retires, they put a bust of him in the hall of fbi fame and another in the DSA headquarters. 

Perfect Ten

Summary:  Just like his freckles and bowlegs, Dean’s slight pudge has always been a part of himself that he’s never felt completely comfortable with.  After a few miserable days of unsuccessful dieting and choking down rabbit food, Cas reminds him exactly how beautiful he is.   


“You’re getting kinda chubby!”  

Charlie makes this remark lightly, offhandedly, as she passes by Dean on the way to breakfast that morning:  Dean had been stretching his arms overhead in a yawn so that his cotton shirt rode up over his stomach, which Charlie takes the opportunity to poke.

Startled, he looks down just in time to see the disconcerting way in which her fingertip sort of smushes into the soft, freckly flesh.  

Dean halts in his tracks, blinking comprehensively.  “Wait, what?”  is all he can think to say.

Charlie, who’d been nonchalantly continuing on her way down the hall, turns to look at him.  “Well, you don’t have to sound so offended about it,” she laughs.  “I didn’t mean it in a bad way or anything!”

Dean folds his arms defensively.  “Then what did you mean, Charles?”

“First of all, I answer only to Charlie, Ms. Bradbury, or the Illustrious Queen of Moondoor.  Next, I just meant you put on a couple pounds.  Maybe getting a bit of a tummy.  It’s no big deal.”

Dean looks comprehensively down at his stomach.  Now that he thinks about it, he has been eating more these days – he’s been going through sort of a “nesting period” during his relationship with Cas:  lots of baking pies, burgers, etc.  He didn’t think it was noticeable.  

Taking note of the gravity of his expression, Charlie laughs, punching him lightly in the shoulder.  “You don’t have to look so glum about it!  It’s cute.”

Dean glowers at her, tugging self consciously at his t-shirt.  “M’not cute,” he mutters grouchily.  “I’m a warrior.

Charlie laughs again.  “Alright, warrior.  Hurry up and take care of your morning breath – Kevin’s making waffles again!”

With that, Charlie skips off down the hall, leaving Dean to steep in his juices.  He lets Charlie laugh it off, of course – he knows she didn’t mean any harm – but the fact is, Dean’s always known he’s had a little bit of pudge around his midsection, and he’s always been the slightest bit insecure about it.  Just like his freckles and bowlegs, it’s one of the things about himself that he’s never particularly liked.  

His one solace was convincing himself that these features weren’t as noticeable to everyone else as they are to him.  Now, that seems to have changed.  

Dean pulls up the rim of his shirt, noting sourly the way in which his pudge protrudes slightly over the waistband of his pajama pants.

Suddenly he doesn’t feel so hungry anymore.

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Imagine your daughter asking you about Sam’s scar

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

“Mommy?”

You turned around to see Katie standing awkwardly in the kitchen doorway. You smiled at your daughter, taking the pan from the hob and turning it off.

“What’s up, sweetie?” you questioned, nodding her over.

She walked in, worrying her lower lip between her teeth.

You crouched to her height, frowning softly.

“Sweetie?” you repeated. “Is everything okay?”

When she was close enough, you rested your hands on her little hips, searching her expression for answers.

“Daddy’s done in the shower,” she told you, and you nodded.

“Okay baby.”

You waited, sure that she was going to continue.

She took a deep breath, holding it in for a second before letting it out.

“Mommy, why does Daddy have a scar on his tummy?”

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You know, I feel like Castiel’s intense need to always give Dean peace and keep him from having to do the morally questionable work always feels like penance for what happened in On the Head of a Pin

Castiel is the only one alive who saw Dean in hell. He is the only one who witnessed him at what Dean considers his very worst, when he took pleasure in causing other’s pain. Sam knows how much internal pain and conflict this caused Dean, but he was never actually witness to it. I think it’s up there among Dean’s greatest fears (after losing Sam of course), going dark side again and hurting innocents. Even when he was a demon, he still had enough of Dean Winchester in him to fight off that impulse. Crowley kept him sated by feeding him demons to harm because even Crowley knew making Dean hurt innocents would be stepping over a dangerous line. It’s why Dean was willing to be launched into space and sacrifice himself forever, to avoid becoming the thing that fucked him up the worst.

Back in season 4 Castiel only knew that Dean was the Righteous Man, had a mission God wanted him to do, and that he was Alastair’s best torture student. And he had seen Dean in hell enjoying the torture. So when he commanded Dean to return to torture, it was with some trepidation (I mean, even then Cas was starting to fall, starting to “ express emotions, the doorways to doubt”) but he still insisted upon it because he didn’t truly understand how bad it would be for Dean. But then things went south. Dean was darkening right there in the room with Alastair and Cas began to doubt. And when Alastair got free and nearly killed Dean, I think Cas felt immense guilt and began to truly change how he saw his life and Dean’s and broadened his role as Dean’s protector from just physical to emotional. 

It feels like so many of Cas’ decisions since that day are his own self-imposed penance for that decision because they are explicitly to give Dean peace and save him from ever having to harm an innocent and become what he saw in hell again. In the green room, Cas was trying to shield Dean from the pain of seeing Sam free Lucifer. Season 5 was all about saving Dean from saying yes to Michael because the ensuing battle would harm millions of innocents and Dean’s psyche. Saving Dean from becoming involved in shady dealings with Crowley and a heavenly war was Cas’ entire storyline of season 6. In season 8, Cas was willing once again to die and be locked in Heaven to give Dean peace on earth. He avoided Dean when angels were after him to keep him out of the fight and was willing to stay by his side literally forever when he was a demon to protect him from the pain of harming innocents. 

So now, Cas going to heaven where many of his siblings hate him and stealing the Colt to go kill Kelly on his own are very much in character and follow the trend of Cas being willing to take on just about anything to give Dean peace and keep him from having to go down that path that he first witnessed in hell. I imagine for Cas, there is no worse fate than allowing Dean to live with the pain of harming an innocent again, when he can take that on himself. Cas may make some terrible decisions, but every one seems to be out of love and self-sacrifice for Dean. 

Everyone may be flailing about the incredible romantic implications of the giften mix tape, but let’s not let that overshadow another grad gesture of love on the part of Cas: to once again be willing to even damage his own soul by killing an innocent to protect Dean from ever being even close to what he saw in hell. 

be there. 12x12 coda. deancas. (ao3)

Dying is different when it happens slowly.

Concern is rolling off of Dean in waves, and underneath that is fear and desperation and a dozen different types of longing that, for reasons Castiel still doesn’t understand, Dean has never acted on.

Dean tells him it’s not that bad, that he just needs time, but no one is a good enough liar to make that one believable. Even if Dean were, it wouldn’t matter. Castiel knows exactly what Dean’s denial looks like.

He knows exactly how this is going to go, too, in spite of Dean’s protestations. He can feel the rot radiating out from the wound, spreading through his chest, crawling down his arms and numbing his legs. Time moves on, and the last thing it’s going to do is heal him.

Castiel gathers the last shreds of strength left to him and takes a deep breath. These will be his last words, and he wants to make sure they’re good ones.

He knows it’s cowardly to tell the Winchesters how he feels only now, when he knows it won’t cost him anything, when he won’t have to deal with the fallout. I love you feels strange and unfamiliar in his mouth, but he doesn’t regret not saying it sooner. The words scare them all, especially Dean. He can see it in the way Dean can’t meet his eyes when he says it. He recognizes it for the rejection it is, and some small part of him is glad he won’t have to live with that.

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Dive

Title: Dive

Pairing: Female reader x Dean

Theme song: Dive by Ed Sheeran

Summary: Dean’s catching feelings for the reader and needs to be convinced to dive in

A/N: This song just has such quiet bar vibes. 

Word count: 2,000ish

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The old bartender working the quiet Tuesday afternoon shift had poured Dean another glass of whiskey before he’d even opened his mouth to ask for it. Dean looked up from his hands long enough to give a nod of thanks before pulling the new glass to his lips and taking a sip.

The bartender returned the bottle to its shelf and smiled behind his wiry beard.

“Thought you could use another,” he said, “You’ve got that look.”

“You’re not wrong,” Dean said.  The man waited; Dean said nothing.

“So what is it?” he pressed. “Love? Money?”

“Those the usual culprits?” Dean asked. The bartender kept his smile, waiting. Dean looked down at his glass again and turned it slow in his hands. Pushing away from the counter, the old man grabbed a mostly dirty rag and started away, taking the hint and his leave.

“You let me know if you need another,” he said over his shoulder.

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Drunken Confession

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader (Y/N Y/L/N)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1.9k-ish

Summary: The Reader confesses to Dean. 

Warnings: None really. Just a bit of fluff :) 

Author’s Note: Hey guys! This is my entry for  @winchester-writes Rose’s Birthday Drinking Challenge!! My prompt: Republic Tequila - “Y'know know, they’re all ‘Well…you gotta drink too.” it’ll be bolded in the fic. I hope you guys like it!!!



Drunken Confession

I’m not that much of a drinker.

Usually, it was Sam and I that had to drag Dean’s drunken ass back to the Impala after he made a complete idiot out of himself in front of the bar’s waitress.

It was never me.

But tonight was different. Especially when the feelings you’ve been harboring deep inside your core for the green eyed Winchester were finally reaching maximum overload.

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Wake up, sweetheart!

Title: Wake up, sweetheart!

Author: @jensen-jarpad

Characters: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 764

Warnings: None

A/N: This is the first of the three prompts I’m writing for my 1.5K Follower Celebration! The prompt is “I SLEEP NAKED!”. Hope you guys like it!

Feedback is always appreciated! ❤


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It Wasn’t a Mistake

Summary: When Y/N turns a drunk Dean down, she regrets nothing seeing he never remembered what he said. But she finds herself in the same situation he was when she’s drugged up on medication for an injury. How will he react?

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, swearing, talk of blood, injury, high of medication, fluff, smut

Word Count; 3,956

Request:  Could you do a fic where the reader initially turns dean down but is on meds for an injury & is all dopey & tells dean she loves him & tries to kiss him & he pushes her off so not to take advantage but he’s really happy & the next day she’s totally embarrassed & tells dean to forget it for the usual angsty reasons, but Sam tells her how excited dean was & then smut? Absolutely love all ur fics, you’re amazing! No pressure whatsoever to write this if u don’t like it or ur too busy etc. :) -Anonymous 

A/N: This is my submission to @buckysmetallicstump Disney Quote Challenge. Mine was 20. Ladies don’t start fights, they finish them. This is not beta read as I just finished this today. I hope y’all enjoy feedback is welcomed as always!

Originally posted by spn-fandoms



Sitting in a booth in the back of the dive bar you watched Sam and Dean playing pool. Well it was more on the lines hustling pool rather than actually playing. They both had a beer in their hands as the watched the drunk bikers try to play. Sam had assured you that this would be their last round, but if they kept their winning streak up they would be there much longer. So until they were ready to go, you were going to sit back and drink your pina-colada until they were ready to go.

Minutes turned into another hour and you were getting pretty tired of waiting. While lost in your own world Dean snuck up behind you and grabbed both your shoulder. You immediately went reaching for the pistol hidden in your jacket, but stopped as soon as Dean sat across from you. His cheeks were flushed as he laughed taking another sip out of his beer.

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anonymous asked:

Do you know any drarry fics that take place during their Hogwarts years?

I sure do! 90% of Drary fanfics that I read take place during the Hogwarts-era because I think they’re the absolute best! #Hogwartsismyhome

Be sure to check out my 8th year rec list and 5th year rec list as well!

  • I Choose Him - by aboutmalfoy (45k)
    Draco Malfoy attempts, rather suddenly, to take action regarding his long-standing crush on Potter, after which fourth year transpires quite a bit differently. 
    (Draco asks Harry to the Yule Ball; their relationship develops from there)

  • In Between - by winterstorrm (33k)
    The Dark Lord gives Draco an impossible mission: befriend Harry Potter or face the consequences.
    (This story needs some more loving! In this au, Muggle Studies is a compulsory subject and, for their newest assignment,  Harry and Draco are paired together. They have to make a list of muggle activities and each week of the term, they’re going to have to do one of them. Loved how Draco and Harry’s relationship progresses throughout the fic. And Draco is slowly realising that he might fail the mission Voldemort gave him)

  • Love Comes Tumbling - by taradiane (22k)
    ‘Harry’s thoughts were of how much he would have done differently with Malfoy over the years, and of Dumbledore’s final words to the other boy … “It is my mercy, and not yours, that matters now.” Maybe, Harry wondered, he could find some mercy, too, and give Malfoy the second chance that Dumbledore had believed him worthy of.’
    (This was oh so very realistic and I flailed around so much while reading this story! There’s a lot of fluff, a bit of drama, and a sprinkle of angst. And omg the relationship between our two boys is just so soft and sweet - a truly lovely read!) 

  • Doer of Good Deeds - by Lomonaaeren (6k)
    Ron certainly knows how to recognize obsession when he sees it, thanks to feeling some of the same with Hermione. And he would rather that Harry’s obsession with Draco Malfoy end sooner rather than later. Otherwise, Ron’s afraid that he’s going to spend the rest of his life hearing about how ugly all of Malfoy’s girlfriends are.
    (I feel like Ron doesn’t get enough love in the HP fandom, but this fic really put him in the spotlight which I loved! Ron plays matchmaker in this story when Harry’s obsession with Draco is at an all time high)

  • The Bet - by firethesound (6k)
    Harry really should know better than to make any sort of bet with a Slytherin.
    (Harry and Draco place a bet on the upcoming Quidditch game between their two teams where the loser has to do anything (and I mean ANYTHING) the winner wishes. Harry loses, but maybe in the long run he doesn’t mind all that much ;))

  • A Good Bet - by the_flic (11k)
    Since returning to Hogwarts Draco has been acting well… NICE! Harry is suspicious, Hermione thinks they should maybe give him a break, Ron still hates the git. Harry investigates. What IS up with Draco?
    (A super fun story where Draco is acting suspiciously nice to Harry)

  • Good Faith - by Meri (22k)
    Draco Malfoy will use what ever means available to get what he wants. And he wants Harry Potter. 
    (A new marriage law created by the Ministry states that all students raised by Muggles must marry someone who was raised by Wizards/Witches in order to unite Wizarding society)

  • Underneath the Underneath - by dirty_darella (23k)
    Hogwarts has never been boring for Harry Potter, and sixth year is shaping up to be no different. A mystery, a (slightly uncomfortable) budding romance between old friends, and a botched up Potions accident. It might be more bearable if only Malfoy wasn’t such a pain.
    (Draco is a smarmy little git, but you’ll love him even more for it. The plot in this fic is so intriguing, and Ron and Hermione are simply perfect in this story!)

  • Cure for the Flu - by Ivyblossom (10k)
    Harry, Draco, sickness, and accidental telepathy. 
    (Hilarious, fluffy and outrageously cute! What more do you need in a fic?)

  • Lustre - by Calico & julad (24k)
    He is, he tells himself, fine now. (In which Lucius sends Draco a very important birthday present, which he’ll need Harry’s help to keep in one piece.)
    (Draco receives a snake from his father and names her Pomegranate and the fic is made 100x better when Harry starts speaking Parseltongue to it!)

  • Cactus Angels - by lucilla_darkate (48k)
    Harry and Draco face off at breakfast. Weirdness and sex are not far behind. Draco likes to hurt him and Harry likes to be hurt. It’s a win/win situation.
    (This fic is so very hot and sexy with BDSM (no sex chambers or non-con here - the author manages to keep it pretty tame for a BDSM story)) 

  • Then Comes a Mist and a Weeping Rain - by Faithwood (21k)
    It always rains for Draco Malfoy. Metaphorically. And literally. Ever since he had accidentally Conjured a cloud. A cloud that’s ever so cross.
    (Kisses from Harry seem to be the solution for Draco when a mysterious little rain cloud keeps following him around, leaving him miserable, angry and drenched in water. A beautiful, heart-warming fic that’ll leave you smiling!)

  • Chase the Wind - by Saras_Girl (10k)
    Draco is up to something, Harry has no filters, and Hermione knows everything. AU Hogwarts fluff with no excuses.
    (Saras_Girl has got to be one of my favourite Drarry authors. I mean, she can honestly do no wrong at all in her stories! This fic is pure fluff galore!)

  • Hey, Potter - by SunseticMonster (16k)
    Harry returns to Hogwarts for his 8th year, determined not to let Malfoy get to him. But when the snarky teasing starts up again, Harry finds that returning the jibes with compliments has a far more interesting outcome.
    (A captivating story where Draco insults Harry (of course), but then Harry retaliates by saying something nice back. The sexual tension is so thick in this story!)

  • Marginal Notes - by blamebrampton (9k)
    When you’re 18, and nothing is as it was meant to be, sometimes it can be hard to let the right people know what you are thinking.
    (Draco is such a cutie in this story! He tries to start afresh and create a new slate for his image, so he begins to slip helpful notes of advice to his fellow peers and teachers)

  • Good Company - by Greenflares (8k)
    With Hermione and Ron always together, Harry’s return to Hogwarts to complete his education isn’t exactly fun. Somehow, it’s his unlikely friendship with Malfoy that keeps him sane.
    (The characterisations in this fic were wonderful! If you’re in need of some feel-good stories or just having a bad day, then this is the fic for you!)

  • For Every Action - by bobbirose (9k)
    When Harry wins a second bottle of Felix Felicis from Dean Thomas, he is instructed to take it the very next morning.
    What happens then, and how it basically all comes down to Draco Malfoy, is up to the laws of the universe.
    (Gah, this was too adorable! The amount of fluff in this story made me squeal so much and I had the biggest grin on my face while reading it!)

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  • Twist of Fate - by Oakstone730 (302k)
    Draco asks Harry to help him beat the Imperius curse during 4th year. The lessons turn into more than either expected. A story of redemption and forgiveness. 
    (One of my all-time favourite Drarry fic which spans over a period of 8 years from 4th year to 4 years after DH)
Innuendos

Overview: The reader and Sam decide to mess with Dean through…easily confused wordplay.

Warnings: a smidgen of language, sexual innuendos, fluff, and fruit being sexy

A/N: I asked Lee to give me a prompt yesterday and this is what transpired from it. I had too much fun writing this @wheresthekillswitch :)

It had started as innocent. All things with Sam seemed to start that way, but all things with Sam also had a bad habit of escalating at a rather…fast pace. I’m not claiming clean hands in this – together, Sam and I had always been evil masterminds. And this time wasn’t any different.


We had just gotten back from a grocery run and everyone was helping put the items away. I was unpacking the bag of fruit when a sharp jab to my ribcage from Sam’s elbow made me glare and roll my eyes at him. He just wiggled his eyebrows at me, unable to keep the excited grin off his face.

“Pull it together,” I mouthed. He quickly cleared his face of any and all emotions.

“So…Dean,” I said calmly, “can you feel my melons?”

His hand froze halfway to the pantry with the box of cereal it was holding. He slowly turned his head, “Um…what?”

“My melons,” I repeated, “I mean, Sam felt them earlier and said they were firm enough but I just wasn’t sure.”

The box of cereal almost slipped out of his hands, but he managed to catch it after a brief spout of fumbling. “Sam did - what are you – I’m sorry, what?”

Dean didn’t have much time to react as I swiftly tossed a cantaloupe in his direction. He caught it and then just stared down at the round fruit in his hands, confusion written all over his face.

“Yeah, my melons,” I said, pulling the second cantaloupe out of the bag, “think they’re firm enough?”

I saw his knuckles whiten a bit as his grip tightened around the fruit. He briskly walked over to the refrigerator, jerked the door open with a little too much force, and then haphazardly tossed the cantaloupe inside, “I’m sure they’re fine.”

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Fragments - Part 5

Word Count: 5002

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Canon typical violence, canon divergence

A/N: Feedback and constructive criticism are always welcome. Unedited. Mistakes are all mine. If you’d like to be tagged, you can add yourself Here

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Ever since the night Cas told you parts of your soul were gone, you’d withdrawn from everyone. Dean hadn’t pushed you, even though you could tell he desperately wanted you to open up to him about whatever it was you were feeling. The absolute truth of it was, you weren’t sure what it was you were feeling. It was all so overwhelming; being thrust back into a world you knew nothing about.

Sam was right, you were good at research. You’d spent most days holed up in your room with your laptop relearning how to be a hunter. When night fell, you’d wait until you were sure everyone was asleep or at the very least in their own rooms and creep out into the library to read more lore. You fully invested yourself in it. You wanted to be a hunter again.

“Y/N?” Cas’ figure cast a shadow in the library and you lifted your head from your research, giving him a half smile. “Are you alright?”

“No.” You whispered, mostly to yourself. Cas was there instantly, sitting next to you and resting his hand on top of yours. “Why are you being so nice to me?”

Cas smiled and laced his fingers with yours. “Well, first and foremost, we were great friends. You understood me in a way nobody else ever did. You read people…and angels…well. I don’t know if that’s something you’ve noticed.” You nodded and huffed a laugh. “Second, I promised your father once that I’d look out for you. I failed once. I don’t intend to do it again.”

“Failed me how?” You questioned. “A lot of people feel like they failed me. People die. You can’t prevent it. It just happens.”

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The Arrangement: Part 5

Title:  The Arrangement: Part 5

Summary:  He’s a mechanic. She’s a lonely woman with more money than she knows what to do with. Fate brings them together and sparks fly. But only for six weeks. That’s the arrangement.

Need to catch up? The Arrangement Master Post

Author: Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters:  Dean Winchester x Female Reader

Word Count:  2971

Warnings: NSFW, explicit language, sexual content, angst

Author’s Notes:  This is a multi-part series. Shifts between multiple points of view.

Originally posted by justjensenanddean

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“I Don’t Get Jealous”  Lucifer x Reader

Word Count: 1,754

Lucifer x Reader

Request from Anon: Jealous Lucifer x reader please! Maybe where reader helps another Angel groom their wings and doesn’t understand how intimate it is or why Lucifer is so jealous.

Warnings: Swearing, fluff, angst

A/N: omg I’ve never wrote Lucifer before, I hope you like this, I was very nervous to write it lol. also i prefer mark pellegrino as lucifer better so i’m gonna use him for the gifs


Originally posted by markpellegrinoworld

Being in a relationship was hard.

Being a human in a relationship with an angel, let alone Lucifer himself, was even harder.

When you and Lucifer had met, you knew who he was, what he was. You’d been helping Sam and Dean hunt him down for god’s sake. You hated him to his gut, and wanted him back into the cage. That certainly didn’t change when you had first met.

He had taken you captive to hold you as bait for Sam and Dean, as you were their cousin and he knew that they would do anything for you. He kept you locked away in a room and only visited a few times a day when he would be giving you food. Those few times a day turned into several times a day, and the two of you started having meaningful conversations. You realized that he wasn’t as bad as everyone made him out to be- he just wanted to be loved by his dad, and he was honestly just hurt by the situation.

Lucifer eventually let you out of captivity, but you didn’t want to leave. You chose to stay there with him, much to Sam and Dean’s liking. But you couldn’t leave Lucifer. You felt like you had a connection with him, like you understood each other unlike anybody else.

Lucifer felt the same about you. When he had first taken you, he didn’t see you as anything but a piece of meat. You were beautiful, but you were nothing. Just a way to get Sam and Dean crawling into his lair so he could kill them, and then you. But once he started talking to you, he grew a liking towards you. He started to feel like he could trust you, which was something huge with him. He didn’t trust anybody. Eventually, when he realized that maybe his hiding place was too far out of reach for the boys, he decided he was going to let you go. He was genuinely sad once he realized that this woman that he had grown to like was leaving him, but that was immediately gone once you told him that you were staying.

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Imagine...Dean Figuring Out You’re Sick

Originally posted by dancewithmejensen

Request: Could you maybe write a Dean imagine where your getting sick but you don’t tell Dean so you can help him on a hunt and you go with him but he ends up figuring it out?

Pairing: Dean x reader


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Physical Therapy

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader (Y/N), Cara (OFC)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean hurts himself and takes on physical therapy where he meets the Reader.

Warnings: AU, Fluff.

Word Count: 2K-ish

Author’s Note: Hey guys! This is my entry for @dancingalone21‘s challenge- “Lau’s AU Funny Quite Challenge”. My quote is bolded in the fic. I just want to say I am soooo damn sorry for being late on this. I’ve been having a hectic life lately. I’m sorry for the lateness of this fic. I hope you guys like it nonetheless. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Enjoy! *hides face*

**Special thanks to Ree @neversatisfiedgirl for taking the time to beta this for me. You really are a life saver, Ree. Thank you**



Physical Therapy

I didn’t think my life would get so interesting…so fast. I had woken up at approximately 4:30am, thanking the heavens above that it was Friday. It had been a long and stressful week and the weekend couldn’t get here fast enough.

But alas, I was here. And I couldn’t be happier.

The morning went as per usual. I got my Starbucks, drove to work an hour early, so I waited in the parking lot, sipping on my venti Double Chocolate Chip Frap. It was a peaceful morning…until a slightly harsh tap against my window stopped it abruptly.

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