dean x chang

  • Ginny doesn’t start dating Luna until after she breaks up with Harry
  • Luna was always there to comfort her at hogwarts, so when Ginny asks her to stay over the night after she and Harry broke up, how could she say no?
  • But that morning when Ginny wakes up, Luna is gone
  • She eventually finds her in the garden, eyes red from crying
  • Luna hadn’t been able to sleep in a closed off space since she’d been locked up in the Malfoy basement
  • She’d been sitting outside for hours, afraid to wake up Ginny
  • Ginny promises she doesn’t have to sleep indoors after that
  • Now they sleep outside, their intertwined hands illuminated by the stars
  • But when winter comes and the snow starts to fall, even the most powerful heating charms won’t work against the cold
  • Ginny decides this won’t do, and asks everyone she knows to come over for new years
  • And all of Luna’s friends arrive to finally make her feel safe and at home
  • Dean, Seamus and Dennis Creevey paint the ground floor to look like the open parts of the forbidden forest
  • Percy and Oliver Wood make the laundry room look like a quidditch pitch
  • Fred and George draw the most ridiculous creatures they can think of in the hallways of their new house
  • Harry, Ron and Hermione paint the bathroom to look like a huge coral reef
  • Ginny and Neville transform the guest room into a moorland
  • The attic was turned into a meadow filled with flowers by Bill, Fleur and Cho  
  • Only one room was done by just one person
  • Because Ginny knew he regretted not saving Luna from his basement more than anything
  • And he wanted to show her how sorry he was
  • So when midnight neared, and Luna came home to find all of her friends there
  • In a house where she finally didn’t feel trapped
  • She met a boy with pale blond hair
  • And scars across his chest
  • Sitting in the middle of her bedroom
  • Covered in paint, surrounded by the night sky
  • And Luna smiled, because she had the most perfect girlfriend
  • And Draco smiled, because he knew he’d made up for at least one of his mistakes
  • And Harry smiled, because he now finally knew who to kiss at midnight.
  • And they were happy
  • And all was well

Inspired by the lovely @linnydefensesquad and @climbingtowers


2,500 Followers Oneshot

Summary: The reader moves into a new town and finds out something surprising about her gorgeous neighbor.

Prompt: “I’m not sure if you’re trying to turn me on but I have a boner now.”

Pairing: neighbor!Dean x Reader

Requested: @whispersandwhiskerburn


You’ve never despised a word so much in your god damn life. It mocks you, rips every little aggravation from the world and throws it right into your fucking face. It’s turned your life completely and totally upside down. Then it spun you the fuck around just to make sure you’re officially screwed.

Having just moved from New York two weeks ago, you can now call Nashville home. Forget a different state, you feel like you’re in a freaking different reality. The friendly residents alone throw you for a loop. You’re slightly convinced that they have some ulterior motive. Then again considering the shady fuckers in your past, you could just be paranoid. 

Growing up in a big city has given you a tough exterior that the men around here seem to be intimated by. It must be the way you carry yourself, also the permanent bitch face that you’ve acquired over the years.

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Imagine Dean confessing to you how he feels after almost losing you in a hunt, even if he thinks he’s unworthy of you.

“(Y/n)” his voice was a little louder than before and more urgent but you kept your back to him “Every time-” his voice went back to low and rough “Every time I woke up I’d go for a cold shower, habit maybe because even if the dreams were the best in my life they- they felt like nightmares.” he swallowed thickly “I’ll stare at myself in the mirror and I know every time there is only one thing I can say to myself.”

You closed your eyes, fearing to hear what he had to say next. If he said it you knew you’d break. How could you not already? The man you loved said he had been having nightmares of losing you and as if that was not enough he said that even the beautiful dreams he had with you scared him because he didn’t want to wake up to a world that anything could kill you any given moment.

I hate you. I hate you so much. You dont deserve this, you don’t deserve to live and to feel this way about her. And then- then I’ll think about you and I- I say it again. I say it again to try to convince myself of it, I try so hard.” he let out a shaky breath “I hate you. I hate you so much. I try to make myself believe it, I put everything into it. But I- I don’t. I just can’t. I hate you… And I love you. That’s all I say in the end, because I’m too weak to fight it. I love you, (Y/n) and I can burn in hell for this but I- I love you. Even if you never look at me the way I do, even if you never think of me as more than just your best friend. I love you, ‘cause I can’t help it. And I need you to know it, 'cause I might die tomorrow and I will be damned if this words don’t come out of my mouth for you.”

You didn’t know by now if he was talking to you at that moment, standing right in front of him or he was repeating the words he would utter to an imaginary you. Whichever the case you felt hot tears stream your face.

And I need you to know it. he breathed out in the end, his voice breaking.

You didn’t say a word at him, even if there were a million things you wanted to say. But you couldn’t find it in yourself. And you wanted so much to just turn and ran to him but you were so scared. Despite everything, what he’d just confessed would change everything and you - no matter how much you loved the man - didn’t know how you should react to it.You’ve spend half your life hiding your feelings for him, thinking that all the flirting was just a game but here he was. Saying the three little words that you’d die to hear.

Imagine a change of plans while sharing the bed with your favorite Winchester

Pairings: This is an attempt of “choose your own brother” x gender neutral! Reader (sorry if it sux)

Warnings: sexy times, smut-ish, not actual intercourse though.

Word count: 511

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Imagine a change of plans while sharing a bed with your favorite Winchester

The old mattress gives in under his weight causing your body to roll closer to him, no that it’s a problem. You yawn and stretch your sore tired limbs, drag the soils of your feet against the sheets and on his hairy calf. He complains, wincing when you pull at his hairs.

You ignore him and turn around with a little hop and pulling the sheets with you, making him grunt in annoyance, shaking his head he follows you and moves behind you settling in as the big spoon. You sigh and wiggle your back to his front, teasing him as you finally find the right position and slips an arm below your neck, the other one lands your midsection, resting on the little exposed section of skin between your sleeping shorts and T-shirt.

He nudges on the back of your neck, inhaling your scent and sighing in content. You’re both exhausted after a long, demanding day, there’s not gonna be sex, you both know it. It’s like a silent agreement. But somewhere in between you backing up and him rearranging his hands ‘accidentally’ grazing one of your nipples, your sharp intake of air, his scruff scratching your jaw and your stomach clenching unexpectedly, his cock transitions from soft to fully hard.

And it’s on.

His fingertips on your chest move around, feeling all of you through the soft material. Your lips part since you’re unable to breath deeply through your nose anymore. And his lips latch on your neck and his hips work in tandem with yours. Low little grunts fill your ears, mixing with your own.

He finds a little pebble and twists at it leaning on you to find its twin, pulling at them from time to time, provoking deep gasps and strangled whimpers from you as the muscles of your lower stomach contract, barely relaxing with every turn of his hips and your underwear sticks to your soaked sex.

He’s quick, almost desperate pulling your shorts down your hips, one side at the time and then his. A scratchy thumb pulls your cheeks apart to help himself settle in between. You moan at the boiling hot, smooth length, already weeping for you. The slick coating your crack as he thrusts. The hand not occupied on your chest goes between your legs working you out the way you like and your own nectar dripping down helps with the slippery slope. His hands work in team. His low, husky voice praising you, your body, your movements until you’re standing at the edge of the cornice ready to fall as coaxes you to do it and you dive. Your whole body exploding when you sink down the deepest pit. After a quick moment he’s there with you, pulsating behind you, quaking and growling. Soothing with kisses where his stubbled burned your skin.

You clean yourself with your discarded shorts or his, you’ll never know until come the morning. “G’night,” you sigh.

“Night.” He wraps his arm around your middle again, this time there’s no layers of stupid fabric in between.

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Let's Swayze This Mother

Summary:  You, Dean, Sam and Cas decide to search for Gabriel, it does NOT go as planned.

Characters: Reader, Dean, Sam, Castiel, Gabriel

Word Count: 1931

Warnings: language

A/N:  This is my submission for @ravengirl94 1.5K Challenge.  I had the prompt:  “I make bad decisions when I’m tired.  You’re always tired. Exactly.” which will be bolded in the fic.

Thanks to my MastaBeta @wheresthekillswitch for word checking and so much more!

This may be slightly spoilery if you haven’t seen the season 12 finale.  If you haven’t watched it, keep scrolling.


“I can’t believe that he’s been alive the whole time,” Dean says, walking into the bunker library.

You, Sam and Cas are sitting at the far table, books strewn about.  He hands you and Sam a fresh beer before sitting down next to you.

“And you really didn’t know?” Dean asks Cas.

“Didn’t know what?”

“That an angel blade can’t kill an arch angel,” Sam supplies.

“No I did not.”

Cas looks between Dean and Sam as they stare him down.

“So Gabriel’s just been alive and keeping to himself?”

“Well, I can’t say I blame him,” you blurt out.  The three men turn to you in surprise.  “What?  Gabe avoided some major drama.  He didn’t have to play middle man to Lucifer and Chuck or deal with Amara.  I think it was pretty smart.”

“Ok, Y/N’s acceptance of Gabriel’s behavior aside, we need to find him,” Sam says, giving you his signature Sam-face.

“He could definitely help us with the Lucifer, Nephilim, alternate dimension crap,” Dean continues.

“So, how do we find him?” you ask, looking to Cas.

“It will be difficult.  Gabriel is a master at staying hidden if he wants-” Cas starts.

Suddenly the four of you are standing in a dining hall.  Except Dean who’s sitting at the table nearest you, wearing a light pink dress.

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Everything Can Change

Summary: Reader finds out that she’s pregnant and tells Dean.

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: The ending may be sad.

Word Count: 806

A/N: There is a very big chance that this may be part of a series. Tell me what you think. Thanks for reading 

Originally posted by frozen-delight

March, 10, 2017 

You never thought about the supernatural beings. It’s not that you never believed in them, it’s just you didn’t pay attention to it. And you never thought that you were going to be tied into the supernatural world. Yet here you are, reading some information about a creature, married to one of the best hunters with the possibility of being pregnant with his child. Well, the scale was weighing more towards yes, than no.

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Originally posted by tearinmyeye

Dean Winchester x Reader-Supernatural

Word Count: 867

Song: I Don’t Dance by Lee Brice

Disclaimer: I don’t own you, the song, or any elements of Supernatural, as much as I wish I did. You own, well you, I Don’t Dance is owned by Lee Brice and those other people, and Supernatural Is owned by whoever it’s technically owned by. So yeah.

Key: None

I’ll never settle down,
That’s what I always thought
Yeah, I was that kind of man,
Just ask anyone

Dean had mostly come to peace with not settling down in an apple pie life. He was a hunter and knew there was only one way out of the life, and retiring wasn’t one of them. So after what happened with Lisa and Ben, he had decided he wasn’t going to keep trying. That is, until he fell in love with you. Not when you met, or started dating. You were already a hunter so you were both fine with it.

I don’t dance, but here I am
Spinning you around and around in circles
It ain’t my style, but I don’t care
I’d do anything with you anywhere

But after a while, Dean noticed that he had started loving and wishing for the little moments, the small slices of domestic life. When he would come into the kitchen to find you making a fresh pot of coffee and wrap his arms around you from behind and kiss the top of your head. Or when one of you woke to the other smiling and just cuddled for a while. And when you two had made a dining area in the kitchen. You rearranged a bit and even ordered and built a six person Ikea table where him, you, Sam, and now Cas and Jack would eat dinner.

Yes, you got me in the palm of your hand
‘Cause, I don’t dance

He even loved the moments you had with Sam, you had become your best friend. When you three had a movie night and you would hold Sam hostage while you braided his hair. When you worked together for research or exchanged fun nerd facts.

Love’s never come my way,
I’ve never been this far
'Cause you took these two left feet
And waltzed away with my heart

You had changed Dean. He used to have one simple rule: No chick-flick moments. This rule was mainly in place to protect his reputation with the hunter community. But now that rule had been thrown out the window and run over by that stupid minivan he’d had to drive for a while. All of a sudden he would take you out in the middle of the night and you two would lay on Baby’s hood to gaze at the stars or watch a meteor shower. You both would be in the kitchen and you would be teaching him how to cook or how to bake a pie. You would be in the library with music playing in the background as you did research and you would ask him to dance and he would obviously accept, no matter the song or if there were others in the room.

No, I don’t dance, but here I am
Spinning you around and around in circles
It ain’t my style, but I don’t care
I’d do anything with you anywhere

How you did it neither you nor Dean would ever know. He had been with so many other woman, but none had affected him the way you did. Never before had he both been protective but lose with a girl. Normally he would either just her go do whatever, or be completely over protective. While with you he would worry over you but knew you could handle yourself. Never before had he loved someone as much as he did Sam or been willing to sacrifice just as much for you as he would for his brother.

Yes, you got me in the palm of your hand, girl
'Cause, I don’t dance
No, I don’t dance

Sam had noticed the changes in Dean as well. He was drinking less and had a new hope in his soul that years in the life had shredded. The way his eyes lit up when he talked about you and then kept that light. The higher frequency of his smile, the pure joy in his laugh. Sam cared for almost as much as Dean, but could never compete with how much Dean loved you, and that made him happy.

I don’t dance, but here I am
Spinning you around and around in circles
It ain’t my style, but I don’t care
Well I’d do anything with you anywhere

Dean loved every part of you, but one of his favorites is that you were in the life. You were already a hunter so you understood being on the road. He didn’t have to look out for you because you looked out for yourself. You were just as good a hunter as him and Sam, just not famous until you met the Winchesters. He loved that you were strong and independent, but still loving and soft.

I don’t dance, but here I am
Spinning you around and around in circles
It ain’t my style, but I don’t care
I’d do anything with you anywhere

You had changed Dean in ways that no one could ever imagine. These ways were small, but they were there. And that just made him love you that much more.

Yeah, you got me in the palm of your hand, girl
'Cause, I don’t dance
No, ooh


I really hope this works

Not all of them, but still a good majority




Protecting the kids

Sleeping with the Brother

Demon!DeanxReader- I love you

Lucifer is your dad

CrowleyxReader-Puns and Hell

LuciferxReader-Forbidden Kisses

Hunting Lessons

Gabriel vs. Lucifer

Summer Heat


LuciferxReader-Unexpected Love

Sammy, Don’t Go.

ArchangelsxReader- Flower Crowns

GabrielxReader- Dirty Jokes

Crowley is your Dad

CrowleyxReader- Arguments

SamxReader- I ship us

Death Wish

What’s a ‘destiel?’

SamxReader- Overprotective Brother

Werewolf Costume


Bon Jovi

Meeting the Winchesters

That’s my sister!


ReaderxGabriel- Pillow Fights



Sister!ReaderxWinchesters- Fits

Sister!Reader x Winchesters- I’m sorry

Reader x Castiel- Pick up Lines

Reader x Winchesters- Revenge

Friend!Reader x Cas

Reader x Sam- Nightmares

Reader x Winchesters- No Motels

Reader x TFW- ‘You’re in Supernatural’

‘You’re in Supernatural’ Part Two

‘You’re in Supernatural’ Part Three

‘You’re in Supernatural’ Part Four

‘You’re in Supernatural’ Part Five

‘You’re in Supernatural’ Part Six

‘You’re in Supernatural’ Part Seven

‘You’re in Supernatural’ Part Eight

‘You’re in Supernatural’ Parts

Daughter!Reader x Crowley

Reader x Sam- Awkward Karaoke

Reader x Dean- That Don’t Sound Like You

Reader x Dean- Love me Like You

Reader x Human!Cas

Sister!Reader x Gabriel

Reader x Older!Ben

Reader x Sam- Baking

Reader x Cas- No

Reader x Dean- You’re Mine

Reader x TFW- Cheering up

Archangel!Reader x Lucifer/Michael- Family Reunion

Archangel!Reader x Winchesters/Balth

Reader x Dean- Fights and Dates

Reader x Cas- Ghost by Halsey

Reader x J2- Bad Day

Angel!Reader x Winchesters- Memory Lane

Reader x Sam- Gone, Gone, Gone

Fallen!Angel Reader x Dean- Change(In the House of Flies)

Reader x TFW- Toothache

Reader x Sam- Runnin’

Reader x Dean- Possessive

Reader x Sam- Comfort

Reader x Adam- Day in

Reader x Cas- Beautiful

Sister!Reader x Winchesters- Tortured

Reader x TFW- Cheater

Reader x Lucifer- Sleep well my angel by: We are the fallen

Reader x Dean- Anxiety

Reader x Sam- Other Impala

Reader x Dean- Singing and Cooking

Sister!Reader x TFW- Witches Curse

Reader x Cas- Hide Away by: Daya

Reader x Lucifer- Take it out on me by: Florida Georgia Line

Reader x TFW- Hidden Cat

Reader x Adam- Soulmates

Reader x Cas- Another Cas

Reader x Sam- Your Guardian Angel by: The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Reader x Lucifer- Did it hurt when you fell from heaven

Reader x J2, Reader x Misha- Accident

Reader x TFW- Sick

Cas x Meg- Love

Reader x Cas- Angel with a Shotgun by: The Cab

Reader x Gabriel- Nightmares

Sister!Reader x Winchesters, Reader x Crowley- “The Talk”

Reader x Cas- Not About Angels by: Birdy

Reader x Lucifer- Pregnant

Reader x Dean- Back to Hell

Reader x J2, Reader x Misha- Panic

Reader x Gabriel- I do

Sister!Reader x Winchesters- Asthma Attack

Reader x Dean- Depression

Reader x Dean- Fireworks

Reader x Dean, Reader x Sam- Clingy

Reader x Crowley- Comicon

Reader x Lucifer- I’ll be good by: Jaymes Young

Sister!Reader x Winchesters, Reader x Cas, Reader x Lucifer- Complicated

Reader x Cas- Coming Out

Reader x Dean- Kidnapped

Reader x Crowley- Pregnant

Reader x Sam- “Married”

Witch!Reader x Cas, With!Reader x Dean- Help

Reader x Sam- Dentist

Reader x Balth- Father I’ve Never Had

Reader x Winchesters- Shapeshifters

SpecialAbilities!Reader x Sam- Jealous

Reader x Winchesters- Happy Birthday!

Reader x TFW- Heathens by: Twenty One Pilots

Reader x Adam- Comfort

Reader x TFW- Self Harm

Reader x Dean- AU (prince dean)

Reader x Dean- Family Issues

Reader x Winchesters- Asthma 

Reader x Adam- Soulmates

Male Reader x Dean- Christmas Cuddles

Reader x Sam- Current Events

Reader x Cas, Sister!Reader x Winchesters- Pregnant

Sister!Reader x Winchesters- Talent Show

Reader x TFW, mentions Reader x Chuck

Crowley x Reader- Little Sister

Sister!Reader x Winchesters- Werewolf

Reader x Dean- Depression

Reader x Adam- I love you

Reader x Sam, Reader x TFW- Dark Angel

Reader x Cas- British

Daughter!Reader x Dean- Long Lost Dad

Reader x Lucifer- Don’t Die Before I do by: Rammstein

Reader x Dean- Childhood Crush

Reader x Sam- Hunting While Caroling

Sister!Reader x Cas, Reader x Dean- Overprotective

Reader x Sam, Reader x Dean- Other Brother

Archangel!Reader x Cas- I love you


ReaderxCrowley- Hello, Darling

Best Friends with the Devil

CrowleyxReader- Hunting Injuries

Sam and Dean Fighting Over You

Lucifer Takes Care of You

Fights With Crowley

Christmas with Lucifer

CrowleyxReader- Feelings

Researching with Dean

Fights with the King of Hell

Road Trip

CrowleyxReader- Long Time

CasxReader- Jealousy

DeanxReader- Valentine’s Day

CasxReader- Surprise Party

DeanxReader- Strength

Dating Dean Would Include

Dating Cas Would Include

Dating Sam Would Include

Dating Crowley Would Include

DeanxReader- Jealousy

Reader x Demon!Dean

Reader x Lucifer- Jealous

Reader x Winchesters- Moving into the Bunker

Lucifer Edit

Reader x Cas- Jealous

Reader x Crowley- Cheer Up

Reader x TFW- Dinner

Winchesters x Sherlock- Case

Reader x Crowley- Bad Jokes

Reader x Winchesters, Dean x Crowley- “Bromance”

Reader x Demon!Dean- Jealous


Reader x Crowley- Defensive

Reader x Crowley- Feelings

Reader x Sam- Attention


Reader x Dean- Sacrifice

Supernatural took over my school whoops

Reader x Cas- Catching up

Reader x Lucifer- Sass

Merry Christmas!

New Years Preference

Everything Can Change (2/?)

Summary: Reader is pregnant and tells Dean who reacts differently then she expects. 

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Reader 

Warnings: There isn’t much just Dean figuring out what to do

Word Count: 1K

A/N: This is part 2 and I’m so excited for this series! If you guys want to be tagged just let me know, and thanks for reading. *Italicized part is flashback*

Part 1

Originally posted by jensens-apple-pie

May,15,2017 - 2 Months Pregnant 

“Dean. Please get that burger away from me.” You said trying to calm yourself and trying to restrain yourself from strangling Dean.

“Y/N, you sure this baby’s mine? Because I like, excuse me, love burgers and that means she’s gonna love burgers too,” Dean replied not even bothering to move.

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Community Rarepairs Week (¾)
Community text posts: Jeff x Shirley・Dean Pelton x Dean Spreck・Pierce x Shirley・Jeff x Chang・Annie Edison x Annie Kim・Jeff x Pierce・Annie x Shirley・Craig x Britta 

“Irresistible” PART 3

Word Count: 2,312

Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of sex, fluff, Dean’s dirty thoughts (lol)

A/N: This chapter is completely in Dean’s perspective


Originally posted by frozen-delight

Dean’s eyes flutter open, the sunlight from the window seeping through what were supposed to be black out curtains. Groaning, he looks at the clock- six in the morning.

This was his normal routine- fall asleep around one, maybe two, in the morning and then wake up at five or six. He didn’t get much sleep most nights. With all of the stress that is constantly surrounding his life, and knowing that things actually do go bump in the night, he opts for getting the bare minimum. Even when he wants to sleep later, his body doesn’t let him.

He grabs his phone from the nightstand, his face brightening up when he sees an unread text from you. You two had your first date a few days ago, and he admittedly had fun. He hasn’t enjoyed himself on a date with a woman in a long time, not truly enjoying himself. He would normally up his charm on the date and pretend to be a gentlemen so he was guaranteed to get laid afterwards. That’s all that dates were for him, anyways- sex. There was never a second date, and he never usually called them afterwards. His life is too hectic to even think about having a relationship.

That was until he met you. That night at the bar, he admits that he was just trying to get in your pants. You were a beautiful girl who was interested in him. If he had it his way that night, he would have just slept with you right then and there, not even bothering to get your number. But when you had gone over there to talk to him, he was genuinely surprised at how much he liked talking to you. You didn’t seem desperate or throwing yourself at him, and he liked that. He had actually found himself a little disappointed when you left when Ana that night.

He was excited for your date, but he was completely planning on sleeping with you afterwards. He is Dean Winchester, after all. He doesn’t take girls on dates and not sleep with them. But then, you ended up surprising him again. He was intrigued by you. He felt like he could sit there and talk to you all night, he liked hearing you talk. You were smart, cute, and funny. You weren’t like the normally one night stands he typically had.

When the night came to an end, he realized how much fun he had with you. The conversation was great and it flowed easily, and not to mention how great of a kisser you were. God, the way you kissed him, he was so tempted to take you right then and there on your front porch. But he couldn’t bring himself to do it. You were too nice of a girl for that. You deserved better, and if he was being honest with himself, he wanted to see you again.

His eyes skimmed over your text, a small smile forming on his face. All it had said was ‘goodnight’, since you had sent it the night before, but it didn’t matter to him.

I’ll see you tonight, I’ll be there at six.’ Dean texted back quickly. The minute he had got home from your date, he had texted you asking if you wanted to go out again. He wanted to see you again. You obviously said yes, and you had invited him to come over and watch a movie. Dean can’t even remember the last time he actually watched a movie, but then again, he can’t remember the last time he had taken a girl out on a second date, either.

“I feel like a goddamn teenager.” Dean mumbles to himself, setting his phone back onto the nightstand. He climbs out of bed, throwing his sweatpants on over his boxers and putting on his t-shirt.

He walks into the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of orange juice. Sam was already awake, sitting in the library and reading yet another lore book.

“Sammy, cut the nerd crap for like one day. The sun is barely out yet and you’ve got your head buried in that thing.” Dean says, taking a seat in the chair beside his brother.

“It doesn’t hurt to be prepared, you know.” Sam rolls his eyes, but closes the book anyways.

“Yeah, whatever. I’m just saying, we finally have a few weeks off. Enjoy it.” Dean takes a drink of his juice.

“Yeah, actually, I was going to ask you yesterday but I forgot. Jody invited us for dinner tonight. I told her I’d go but I don’t know about you.”

“I can’t make it.” Dean says.

“Why not? Got an important date or something?” Sam scoffs. “Even Cas is going.”

“I already have plans.” Dean dismisses his question. He already had to cancel on you once, when a werewolf hunt came up last minute and he had to leave town. He didn’t want do that again.  


“Like, it’s none of your damn business.” Dean rolls his eyes.

“Oh my god,” Sam stares at Dean. “There’s a second date, isn’t there?”

“No.” Dean snaps. “Maybe…. Yes. Why does it matter?”

“It doesn’t, man. I’m just saying… I’ve never seen you once, not even when you were a teenager, take a girl out twice. The sex must have been really good if you’re breaking your own personal rule. You guys did hook up, didn’t you?” Sam questions.

Dean looks at him, not responding.

“Oh, wow.” Sam says with realization. “You must really like her.”

“I’m getting there.” Dean admits. “Y/N’s just… I don’t know what it is about her. Women never affect me like this. Obviously she’s hot as fuck, but it’s more than that.”

“Hey man, you don’t need to explain yourself. I get it, trust me.” Sam laughs. “I’m happy for you.”

“Yeah yeah, don’t get all sappy on me.”

“What did you even tell her? About your job?”

“FBI agent.” Dean shrugs. “I almost made a complete jackass of myself the other night, though. She brought up my job and I completely drew a blank. It took me a minute to remember what lie I told her. Thank god she didn’t catch on.”

“Better hope that doesn’t turn around and bite you in the ass.” Sam gives him a serious look.

“What? Do you want me to just be like, ‘Hey, I fight monsters for a living. I’ve died several times. I’m also a felon, who’s been arrested numerous times, once for attempting to murder the president, who was also the Devil himself. My best friend is an angel, and oh, while we’re at it, I’ve met God personally- he’s a dick.’ Yeah, Sammy, I think I’ll stick to my lie.”

“Uh, yeah.” Sam laughs.


Dean walks up to your front door, grinning when he steps on to your front porch. Memories of what was probably the best kiss he’d ever had, which just so happened to be with you in this same exact spot, floods through his mind and he can’t stop smiling.

He knocks on your front door, and when you open it, he can’t believe how beautiful you are. The way your hair perfectly frames your face, how kissable your lips are, how you have curves in all the right places…

“Hey, come in.” You break him from his thoughts, a smile plastered on your face. Dean followed you into your house and was immediately welcomed by Gus, your big golden retriever.

“I didn’t know you have a dog.”  Dean says.

“Yeah, he’s a big sweetheart, don’t worry. I guess I forgot to ask if you liked dogs or not.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I love dogs. We connect on a personal level.” Dean jokes, remembering the time that he was underneath the spell that allowed him to talk to animals. Of course, he couldn’t tell you that.

“Do you guys have K-9 units as FBI agents, or is that just a police thing? Sorry, I don’t know much about your job.” You admit, color reddening your cheeks.

Thank god you don’t.’ Dean thinks to himself.

“Oh, yeah, no we have those, too. I don’t have one, though.” Dean lies. He really doesn’t like upfront liking to you like this, but knows that he doesn’t have another option.

“Okay, so,” You lead him into your living room. There was pillows and blankets on the couch, and a pizza box on the table in front of the couch. “I remember you telling me what kind of pizza you like, so I got that, but I have no idea what kind of movies you like, so…” You bite your lip.

“Babe, I’ll watch whatever. Just not The Notebook or any girly crap like that.”

“Hey, The Notebook is a great movie.” You defend, laughing. “But, I have Netflix, so I’ll just let you choose. You’re the guest after all.”

“Hm, Fifty Shades of Grey seems like a great choice.” Dean raises his eyebrow, laughing. Dean likes that he can be this joking person around you- he has to be so serious in his day to day life, this is a nice change. He feel like he can be himself.

“Uh, maybe not.” You laugh.

“What, you’re not into kinky sex?” Dean teases you. “Or maybe you secretly really are, and that’s why you don’t want to watch it with me, hm?”

You roll your eyes, sitting down on the couch and pulling a blanket over you. Dean does the same, and he sits extremely close to you- your thighs are practically touching.

“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. Looks like you’ll just have to find out.” You flirt, and Dean puts his arm around your shoulders. You hand him the remote for your TV and he starts to look through the Netflix options.

Dean wants nothing more than to ‘find out’ with you. God, he’s almost hard at the thought of burying himself into you while you moan his name. But something inside of him tells him to not go there with you, not yet.

“Maybe I will.” Dean flirts back. “Hey, isn’t this one of the TV shows that you were telling me about the other night?” Dean asks.

“The Walking Dead, oh my god it’s so good. Have you seriously never seen it?” You start to get excited.

“Nope. Don’t have much time for TV.” Dean admits.

“Okay, we’re watching it.”

Dean watches you as you get super excited about introducing him to this show. Honestly, he couldn’t care less about it, but the way you were so happy that he was watching it with you made it worth it.

The more of the show he watched, he has to admit it’s pretty good, and he can see why you like it so much.

“I need a drink.” You say, pausing the show. You were snuggled into Dean’s chest at this point, his arm still wrapped around your shoulder.

“I’m come with you.” Dean offers, and he follows you into your kitchen. He watches your ass as you walk in front of him, admiring how good it looks in the tight material.

“Need something?” You turn around.

“No, I’m good.” Dean clears his throat, and lifts his eyes up.

“You know, if you’re going to stare at my ass, you could at least make it a little less obvious.” You tease Dean.

“Baby, not my fault you have an ass to die for.” Dean walks over to you, and spins you around, kissing you.

Once again, the kiss was indescribable. As sappy and girly as this sounds, Dean could just melt into your arms the minute your lips were upon his.

He grabs your hips, lifting you onto the kitchen counter. You wrap your legs around his waist, and Dean deepens the kiss, sticking his tongue into your mouth. You start to grind yourself against him, wanting more. Dean grabs your hips and holds them still, mustering up as much self-control as he can.

“Y/N…” Dean pulls away, and you frown. “Look, trust me, I want this. A lot.”

“Then why is this the second time you’ve denied my advances.”

“I’m going to be really honest with you, okay?” Dean starts, and you nod. “I am not the relationship type of guy. I’m the type of guy to fuck a girl on the first date and then they’ll never hear from me again. But with you? I don’t want it to be like that, not with you. I want to take it slow… God, this sounds so cliché, who even am I.” Dean groans.

“No, it’s okay, I understand.” You say. “I’m glad you’re being honest with me.”

‘Yeah… Honest.’ Dean thinks to himself.

“Me, too.” Dean forces out a smile. He presses his lips against yours once more, and then lifts you off the kitchen counter. “Let’s go watch that show again.”


Dean lays in his bed, his hair still wet from the shower he just took. He wasn’t planning on taking another shower today, but Sam was still awake and he needed to… relieve himself after all the sexual tension he had experienced earlier. He didn’t want to take the chance of Sam walking in.

He lies his head on the pillow, thoughts of you running through his mind. He doesn’t like lying to you, but he knows its necessary. He just hates building up this relationship on lies.

Shit, Dean didn’t even realize he wanted a relationship until just right then. But the more he thinks about it, the more he realizes that he’d be upset and disappointed if you weren’t in his future. He really likes you.

“I’m so screwed.” Dean groans to himself.

part 4

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Changes in the Wind ~ Prologue

Hollywood Insider: Winter Issue 2016-2017

Y/N L/N: Hollywood’s Newest Darling? By Zev Darling

“It’s awards season and with the Oscars coming up in two weeks, everyone has been placing bets and predictions on who will win.

So far the nominations have been the usual suspects, but there’s one movie causing a lot of buzz. Whirlwind has been one of the highest grossing movies at the box office so far this year. For those of you unfortunate enough not to see the film, it is a gripping story dealing with themes of family, love, and many social issues facing us today, all cleverly hidden in an action packed science fiction world. The main character, a young woman by the name of Macey, discovers the deep dark secrets of her “utopian” world in the not so distant future, sending her on a journey of self discovery, love, and a few badass fight scenes.

Directed by Brian Falstadht, the visionary behind the cult classic, Look Up, critics set the bar high, and were not disappointed. The film was written by Katie Callaghan, who is likely guaranteed more contracts for her screenplays in the future after Whirlwind garnered a Best Picture nomination. Y/N L/N plays the heroine, her stellar breakout performance gaining her attention and even a good shot at winning Lead Actress at the upcoming awards. She starred opposite fan favorite, comedic dreamboat Robert Reid, best known for playing the titular, fourth wall breaking anti-hero, Killswitch. Reid is confirmed for Killswitch 2, to be released next summer.

Meanwhile, rumors have been flying since the film’s premiere about what Y/N will be doing next, from an action franchise to rom-coms to her own television show. Whatever Miss L/N picks to be her next project, she’ll have fans and critics waiting with baited breath.”

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Everything Can Change Masterlist

You find out she is pregnant and she’s worried about how Dean will react with everything that is changing. But it turns out he is more than okay but with every day, everything can change. 

Chapter 1-  Reader finds out that she’s pregnant and tells Dean after he comes back from a hunt 

Chapter 2- Dean reacts differently than you expected and you make sure he makes the decision he wants to do 

Chapter 3- Dean and the reader find out the gender of the baby and they couldn’t be any happier 

Chapter 4- Dean is being an amazing husband and makes sure he’s taking care of their little baby. Also, he starts putting together the nursery despite it being too early 

Chapter 5- Y/N, Sam and Dean get busy with doing research on baby names, wanting to find the perfect one. 

Chapter 6- Y/N grows restless as she gets closer to her due date. Making her each second wish that Charlotte was out already but you always need to be careful about what you wish for. 

The Case of the Missing Lace

Summary: Reader blames Dean immediately when something important to her goes missing.

Word Count: 929

Warnings: Swearing, mention of past sexy times (not in detail), lingerie, fluff


Originally posted by undercoverrockstarjensen

Reader’s POV
“Dean!” I called out, elbow-deep in the top drawer in my dresser. No, it definitely wasn’t there. I’d searched through everything. Twice.
Almost on cue, Dean popped his head in, smirk on his face as he saw where I was looking. “What’s up, princess?” he asked, leaning against the doorway with a shit-eating grin. See, that grin was normally adorable. But this time, I just wanted to punch him.
“Where did you put it?” I could only imagine how I looked to him. Steam practically coming out of my ears and hands buried in underwear, bras, and everything in between.
Dean kind of rose an eyebrow, but when he caught the fact that I was being serious, the mischievous look slipped away. “What do you mean? Where did I put what?”
Huffing in frustration, I dove back into the untidy piles of expensive undergarments. “My new lingerie!” I all but whined, sweeping the clothes away from the corners to look there. “I can’t find it anywhere!” Truth be told, I usually wouldn’t be so upset about something so trivial. But it had been the best lingerie I’d ever had, and now it was mysteriously gone.
My idiot of a boyfriend immediately perked up, shock gracing his expression. “You mean the red and black one?”
Rolling my eyes, I replied testily, “Yes, Dean. The red and black one. Where did you put it?”
With a scoff, he leaned back against the wall, arms crossing over his chest. “Why do you just assume that I have something to do with this?” he said defensively.
It was my turn to scoff. With a smirk on my face but impatience in my eyes, I snapped, “Because, jackass. Have you ever met yourself? This has you written all over it!”
Dean instantly sighed. “Y/N, I promise that I haven’t done anything to your precious lingerie. Now, why are you so fucking worked up about it? You have plenty.” His charming smile, however, only proved to worsen my anger. It took all I had in me not to stalk over and push him so that he lost his balance and landed on his ass.
Slamming the drawer shut with a huff, I directed my glare at him. “Dean, that was my favorite. It was insanely comfortable and you loved it and I actually felt sexy wearing it, but it was like $50 and we’re tight on cash. I had to hustle pool for three hours to cover both our food expenses and just a small amount of what that cost! And now, it’s just… It’s not where it’s supposed to be, okay?”
I finally allowed myself to suck in air as I finished my mini-rant. I cast a triumphant glance at Dean, expecting him to start flipping over everything in the Bunker to try and find it. But all I got from him was an unimpressed look. I felt myself deflate. “Well, you can’t be mad at me, sweetheart. The last time I saw it was the last time you wore it.”
That definitely rung a bell. I froze, eyes wide in a deer in headlights look. Dean noticed, of course, but made no move to come closer to me. “Babe?”
Oh, God. I cannot believe that I was so stupid as to do that. “Um… I think I know where it is.” Dean simply rose his eyebrows in a gesture for me to go on. I took a deep breath before continuing. “Last time I wore it was the motel room. And then you… uh… And then I wasn’t wearing it. And… I think I accidentally left it in the motel room.”
Dean almost immediately let out a long groan. “Seriously? You’re bothering me about this when you left it behind all along?” But I honestly wasn’t paying attention.
I gasped and clasped my hands over my mouth. “Oh my God, what if a little kid found it?! Or… Or like a little old lady?! Or a widow?!”
I was snapped out of it as the low sound of Dean chuckling filled the room. Steeling myself in my decision, I lunged for my coat and started pulling it on. “Yeah, laugh your ass off. I’m going to go get my lingerie. Have fun sleeping on the couch tonight.” I had almost made it out of the room when Dean’s arms sealed around my waist and pulled my back into his firm chest. I let out a little yelp, flustered at the sudden movement.
His breath brushed along my skin as he whispered into my ear. “Where do you think you’re going, darling?”
Something close to a squeal left my mouth as Dean picked me up and slammed me onto my bed, hovering over me with a teasing simper plastered on his face. He cut me off as I opened my mouth to answer. “You can go get it tomorrow. It’s, like, 8:30 at night. We both know that you would rather snuggle.”
He was pushing it and he knew it. Directly after making fun of me, here he was, wanting to cuddle. Probably more, knowing his perverted mind. But one look at his pleading eyes and I was done for. Sighing, I held out my arms for him. Smirk still adorning his features, he wrapped me into his arms and rolled us just so that we were nose to nose, both on our sides and holding each other closely. “For the record,” he murmured cheekily. “I think you look sexy in anything.”
I gently smacked his arm, but my reddening cheeks and giggles countered my action. “Shut up and snuggle with me,” I muttered back.
And his plan did ultimately work. I forgot all about the missing lingerie.