dean's little sister

May 26

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Tender, Loving, Care by @callmesweetheartifyoumeanit
   Dean gets hurt on a hunt and after being patched up by a friend he realizes that he wants so much more from her than medical care.

Passing Ships by @ilostmyshoe-79
   Sam and Eileen spend a night together after an unplanned meeting. I am sailing this ship hard.

It’s a Not So Terrible Life by @justanothersaltandburn
   Dean loves his little sister… Probably more than he should. He also loves his little sister’s boyfriend, Sam. He thinks he’s good at hiding his feelings but… Not so much.

Full of Surprises by @melissaj616
   The reader plans a great evening to be with Dean.

Doin’ it Like Sam Winchester by @mysaintsasinner
   It’s very hot, and Sam finds you wearing very little in his bed - the coolest place in the bunker.

No Time Like the Present by @pinknerdpanda
   Cas sends you to 2014 to help bring Dean back, but you get a bit distracted by Endverse!Cas.

Baby by @saxxxology
   You, Sam, and Dean decide to put Baby to yet another test.

FLUFF

Civil War by @blackgirloneshots
   You and Dean don’t see eye to eye when it comes to comic book universes. 

Are You A Wizard by @docharleythegeekqueen
   With encouragement from her friends’ Reader decides to tell Dean Winchester how she feels. Unfortunately, her hopes are seemingly crushed and she turns to alcohol and a mysterious wizard for guidance. Well, she hopes he’s a wizard. 

I Like Your Sass by @imagineteamfreewill
   The reader is shy and Dean doesn’t understand why she doesn’t talk to him.

God Gave Me You by @jotink78
   An old friend comes by to visit the Winchesters and a few secrets are revealed.  

Just Me, Coffee, & My Big Mouth by @lipstickandwhiskey
   You can’t leave it alone, so you have to say your piece. All you can do is hope she’ll listen, and that Sam won’t be too upset.

So Close by @whispersandwhiskerburn
   Dean has a dream come true with the Reader and it’s so perfect, he doesn’t know whether or not he can believe it.

Dad Bod by @winchester-smut
   Dean has a major crush on you, and one comment from Sam has him insecure about it.

SERIES

Hate to Love You by @casbabydontgoineedyou
   You hate Castiel. Or at least, you tell yourself you do. In turn, Castiel feels the same about you. Exactly the same.

Box of Chocolates by justkeeponwriting (on AO3)
   Through a series of odd happenings, it becomes increasingly clear that the universe is determined to get Dean and Cas together. Dean very much disagrees.

Go With The Flow by @saxxxology
   At a con (VanCon 2013), you and Jared take the opportunity of the fact that both of you are single and more than ready to mingle.

~ SPN 12x15 coda ~

This is my voicemail. Make your voice…a mail.

Dean pursed his lips and pulled his phone away from his ear. Three missed calls…where was Cas? 

Usually, if he was not back home by this time – Dean tapped his screen. 10:47 pm – then he was at a hotel for the night. By now, Cas would have texted Dean to check in. To let him know that everything was all right. Maybe he was too tired to carry on an actual conversation. Maybe that’s why he sounded off on the phone earlier,

After a moment of staring at his phone, Dean opened it up and found the messages between himself and Cas. No reason he couldn’t text Cas first, right?

10:48 pm // Any more news about Dagon?

He stared at his screen until it went black. Sighing, Dean set his cell down on his nightstand and pulled off his flannel shirt, tossing it on the foot of his bed. He toed off his heavy boots and kicked them away before he tugged off his jeans. As he sat down, he glanced over at his phone.

Still no notification. Maybe Cas’ phone was dead?

Dean slipped under the covers and sat still for a second before reaching under and yanking off his socks. He threw them across the room and rested his arm behind his head. He stared at the ceiling for a long while, watching the shadows from the lamp creep over the popcorn ceiling.

His phone buzzed. Twice. 

Dean jolted up and rubbed his eyes with one hand and grabbed his cell with the other. His shoulders sagged as he rested his phone on his knee. It was only Crowley. If he actually wanted to talk to Dean, he would call him – several times in succession until Dean picked up, judging by past experiences. 

Dean unlocked his phone with a swipe of his thumb and his eyes fell to Cas’ contact picture. It was one that Dean took who know how many moths ago during a lull in a research session. In the picture, Cas was glaring over the top of Sam’s computer at Dean in response to his endless attempts to get his attention. 

“Hey, Cas,” he said, clearing his throat. He glanced up at his closed bedroom door before continuing. “I…I know it’s been a while since I’ve prayed. But that’s because you’ve been here. And, well…you’re gone now.”

He frowned, tapping his phone on his knee. Yes, Dean talked to him today – just hours ago, even – but something was wrong. Sam did not seem to notice, but Dean did. “I don’t know what to do,” he said, though not necessarily to Cas. 

“I need you here, man. You help me, you know? More than I’ll ever be able to say.” His eyes darted up to the ceiling and back down to the phone. “I’m over-reacting, huh?…You’re probably just tired.” Dean gave his phone a half-hearted smile, his eyes drooping in exhaustion. He really should try to sleep soon.

12:12 am, his phone read when he tapped the screen. He hesitated for only a second after unlocking it before he decided to call Cas again. Dean’s fingers tightened around his phone as he raised it to his ear. “Come on, buddy. Pick up.” 

His plea was answered by the trilly dial-tone, which rang three times before there was a soft click on the other end. Dean’s breath hitched in anticipation as Cas said, This is my voicemail. Make you – 

He hung up the phone and tossed it away. It bounced off the pillow next to him and onto the bed. Dean rubbed his hands over his face, sighing. “Where are you, Cas?”

Masterlist - Sister Winchester

Stupid Questions

Survival Instinct

Flamingo

Sick

Angel Grace

Day With Him

Carry on Singing

The Ways to Kill Monsters

Fighting The Demon

Never Let This Happen Again

Meeting Family

Maybe One Day

Subtitute Teacher

We’re Taking You Home

Define Alright

Starting  a New Family

Wake Up!

Soulmate

A Date?

Water Power

Boo-boo

Double Attack

John Winchester

Potty Training

Destined to Be

A Little Piece of Advice

Stalker

This Isn’t The End (SONGFIC)

First Time For Everything

Married To A Crush

Caught

Five Days

Used To Be Alone

Akward Kiss

Ice Cream

No Memories

Hard Way to Realize

Hate The Feeling

This Is How We Celebrate

Big Bro’s Are Here

The Renew Year

We Are Going TO Be Okay

School Trouble

A Day With Daddy

Twin Winchester

The Dark Secret

I Got It?

Open Those Eyes

A New Life Ahead

We Will Protect You

Discussion With Charlie

This Is My Beat

Dark

Valentine’s Day Actevity

Forgetting Problems

It’s Not John Winchester

Hidden Hunter

Crush

Thank You Uncle Bobby

Nap Is Over

School Friends

Demon Inside

Never Again

Bullies 101

Little Christmas

The Trap

It’s Not Real

The Bad Date

Save Me, Save You

Hard Wok

Fight Club

It’s Just Me

Can’t Comunicate

Approved

Got You Back

A Hunt Gone Wrong

Saved

Fight

What Is Was

The Truth About Us

Magic Bag

It’s Your Fault

I’ll Take Care Of You

The Pain Of The Others

Action Words

Hard Couple

Cute Drooling

Keeping you Awake

Cursed Souvenir

Ten Years Later

Mister Hug

Like A Knife

It’s Not The First Time

Fake Shape

The Night He Left

The Safe Bunker

Reading Backwards

Red Meat

Argument, Car, Drunk?

Bad Gift

This is What it Feels Like

Caring Father

Can’t Die

Strong and Crying

The Secret Plan

Bad Guy

First Drive

Death Vesel

The Good Hit

Power of the Soul

Nine Month Light

Can’t See It

Parent Teacher Night

Bad Feeling

I Love You Mommy

Asleep At Prom

Silently Stop

Family Always Find Family

The Box

It’s Not a He

Drowning

Normal Trick Or Treat

The Special Arm

An accident and the aftermath

It’s been a long day, little Y/N was already asleep when Sam buckled her into her car seat. “Buggy already asleep?” Dean asks as the two of them get into the car. Sam sits in the back with you, to keep you company amongst a few other reasons.

“Yeah.” Sam replies as he protectively wraps his arm around your small frame. You promptly lean your head against his chest. A few miles away from the bunker a car t-bones the door of the impala, causing Dean to loose traction as well as control of his car.

“You two okay?” Dean asks when the impala comes to a stop.

“I’m a bit banged up, otherwise okay. It’s (nickname) I’m worried about, she’s in rough shape Dean.” Sam answers worriedly. The eldest Winchester starts mentally chewing out the person that wrecked his car as well as hurt his five year old sister.

After the paramedics arrive everything is a bit of a blur, but time seems to stop when a nurse tells the brothers that their little sister is in critical condition as well as in a coma.

A day later, Cas shows up and does all he can to help you- which isn’t much. “I’m sorry I can’t do more.” He says sadly.

“It’s okay Cas, at least she’s not in critical condition anymore.” Dean answers as he gently rubs his thumb over your small knuckles.

It’s been three weeks and you show no sign of waking up. “I’m going to Bobby’s to fix up baby. Call me if something happens.” Dean says standing up, and as he grabs the keys. The car that is currently in use is one of the spare cars from the garage of the bunker.

“You know I will.” Sam answers as Dean leaves. He then sighs and moves your hair out of your face. “Guess it’s just me and you kiddo.” As expected you don’t make any form of response.
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-Meanwhile-
You were back where you started again. You sit on the ground and start to cry- you just want to go home but you can’t. Someone places a gentle hand on your shoulder. “Don’t cry cupcake; if you cry you’re going to make me cry.” Someone says. You look up and see a person with golden eyes and golden hair standing over you. His presence is comforting and for some reason he reminds you of Cas.

“Who are you?” You sniffle as the golden haired man sits down next to you.

“I’m a friend, and I want to help you.” The man then pulls out a lollipop out of nowhere. Before he unwraps it he offers it to you. “Want a piece?”

“Sammy says I shouldn’t take candy from strangers.” You softly answer. The man chuckles.

“I don’t blame the moose for that one- but I assure you, I’m not a stranger. I’m Gabriel, or Gabe if you prefer…” The golden eyed archangel notices how you still don’t trust him. So he decides to change tactics. “Your brothers and Cas sent me. They’re worried about you.” You wipe your runny nose with the back of your hand.

“I miss them and I wanna go home.” You look at Gabriel with watery eyes.

“Hey, it’s okay. I’ll get you home, I promise.”

“Pinkie promise?” You ask holding up your small pinkie. The golden eyed angel smiles as he wraps his pinkie around yours.

“Pinkie promise.”
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-Sam POV-
I turn on Y/N’s favorite Disney movie, praying for a miracle. Another reason why I turn on the movie is to get the song You Are My Sunshine out of my head. I look at the screen and smile to myself. The part that is playing is one of my sister’s all time favorite parts. “I can’t quote your favorite part of (favorite Disney movie) by myself Princess.” I say. The only response I get from Y/N is the beeping of her heart monitor.

Hours go by, different nurses stop by just doing their rounds. Good news is, is that Y/N’s condition is slowly improving, but she’s still in a coma. What I wouldn’t give to hear Y/N’s laugh, or see her beautiful (eye color) eyes right now. I gently squeeze my little sister’s hand. It’s extremely soft- insomuch I nearly miss it, but Y/N just squeezed my hand in return. I fish my phone out of my pocket and call my brother. “What’s happening Sammy?” Dean asks when he picks up.

“Y/N just squeezed my hand.” I reply.

“She squeezed your hand?”

“It was an incredibly soft squeeze, I mean it was so soft in I nearly missed it.”

“A squeeze is a squeeze…hey Sammy I need to go. Mind keeping me posted?”

“Of course. Talk to you later.”

“Later.” With that Dean hangs up. That was one of the quickest conversations that I’ve had with my brother- I’m also confused on what he meant by having to go. He more then likely wanted to get back to fixing his car or he had to use the restroom, it’s one of those two.
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-Your POV-
Gabe has kept his promise on helping you get home, but there hasn’t been any luck on actually getting you back to your brothers. “I’m never getting home.” You sniffle.

“Come on don’t talk like that. It might take a little bit but you’ll get home.” Gabe replies. “We’ll try again later, okay Cookie?” You simply nod in response.

“Why do you keep calling me food?” You randomly ask, you also tilt your head slightly in confusion. Causing Gabe to softly chuckle to himself.

“I’m not exactly calling you food- I’m calling you sugary snacks.” Your friend says as he pops a lollipop in his mouth. “Besides it wouldn’t be fair if I left you out of the mix- I call your brothers all sorts of nicknames.” You let out a small giggle in response. Your friend then offers you a lollipop and this time you accept the candy mainly because you know Gabriel would never hurt you. He’s almost as protective of you as your brothers and Cas.

After awhile Gabe asks if you’re ready to try again to get you home. Surprisingly you shake your head. “Thought you wanted to go home though.” Gabe comments right when you yawn and rub your eyes. “Oh…” you fall asleep against him. Gabe doesn’t let you sleep long though, and he gave you no explanation why he didn’t want you to sleep at the moment.
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-Sam POV-
Normally Dean and I switch off with who stays with Y/N at the hospital- but I haven’t seen my brother since this morning. So I have a feeling that’s not going to be happening tonight. Cas pops by with an angel I thought was dead. “I thought you were dead Gabe.” I comment.

“That wasn’t really my thing.” The archangel replies as he places two fingers on my little sister’s forehead using his grace to heal her. He mutters a few things under his breath. When he removes his fingers he smiles. “She’ll be okay and waking up soon.”

“Thank you Gabe.”

“You’re welcome- besides I like Y/N.” With that the archangel pops off. Leaving me to wonder about what he meant by that.
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-no one POV-
When you open your eyes, Sam doesn’t hesitate to call a nurse. About half an hour later you’re moved from ICU to a regular hospital room. “Sammy where’s De?” Little Y/N asks her (eye color) eyes have a bit of worry and fear in them.

“Want to talk to him?” Sam replies pulling out his phone. You nod as Sam dials his brother’s number.

“Hey Sammy, any changes?” Dean asks when he answers the phone.

“Yeah, Buggy’s going to be okay.” Sam answers looking at you, you smile a little bit in reply. “Also someone wants to talk to you.”

“Oh really who?”

“If I told you it would ruin the surprise.” Sam says before passing you the phone “Say hello.” Your brother gently encourages.
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-Dean POV-
I start to think that Sam hung up on me… but suddenly there I hear a voice on the other line that I haven’t heard in weeks. “Hello?” The person on the other end is my baby sister.

“Hey Baby bug.” I answer standing up and walking away from baby. I’m also trying not to cry at the moment.

“De!” She happily squeaks. I chuckle to myself.

“Whatcha doing kiddo?”

“Sammy put in a movie for me.”

“Did he now, what one is it?”

“(Favorite Disney movie.)” A smile forms on my face.

“Did I miss your favorite part?”

“Uh-huh.”

“That’s okay… hey Buggy could you do me a favor, and give the phone back to Sammy?”

“Otay… love you De.”

“Love you too (Nickname).”
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-No one’s POV-
Once Y/N is released from the hospital she gets all sorts of confused when she doesn’t see the impala. “That not De’s car.” You say.

“Don’t remind me.” Dean replies, as he climbs into the driver’s seat leaving Sam to help you with your car seat. Before San can sit in the passenger seat you give him the puppy dog eyes asking him to sit in the back with you. You would’ve done it to Dean but he was in the driver’s seat before you could even ask him.

“Not today squirt… besides, you’ve got Cas to keep you company.” Sam says when he’s done buckling you in and when he sees the trenchcoat wearing angel sitting next to you.

On the way back to the bunker you fall asleep against Cas- car rides always puts you to sleep. The angel becomes confused on why he is suddenly being used as a pillow. “Is this normal?” Cas asks gesturing towards you.

“Nine times out of ten yes- but mind keeping an eye on her? Rather not take her back to the hospital because she fell back into a coma.” Sam answers.

“She’s just asleep.” Cas replies as he removes his fingers from your forehead. “She’ll be fine.”

For the first few weeks of you being back home at the bunker, your brothers take turns of keeping an eye on you throughout the night- just to be sure you don’t fall back into a coma.
You’ve given both of your brothers a fair share of heart attacks- mainly because when you get nightmares you always go to one of your brother’s rooms… and you never really go to the brother who is keeping an eye on you that night.
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It’s Dean’s turn to keep an eye on you- and the hinges on his door softly squeak open waking him up slightly. He tiredly reaches for the gun under his pillow before turning to see who opened the door- it’s just you and your stuffed animal friend. “Why are you still awake kiddo?” Dean asks with a yawn.

“Scary dream.” You reply softly, you then say you stayed with Sam the last time you had a nightmare. Dean disguises a chuckle as a yawn, before making room for you. You then crawl under the covers and snuggle next to your brother absorbing his warmth.

“Night munchkin.” Dean says as he kisses the crown of your head- yeah you’re going to be just fine. Baby on the other hand isn’t going to be roadworthy any time soon… much to Dean’s annoyance. Even though he’ll never admit it, he would rather have his baby destroyed, but his family is alive; than the the other way around… a car can always be rebuilt; however the pain of losing someone that you love is like a wound that never wants to close… a wound that always finds away how to open after one is positive that it’s healed.

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Happy Birthday, Sam!

Characters: Sam, Little sister!reader, Dean, Jess, John [mentioned]

Words: 2600+

A/N: So I started writing this today, without any idea in mind at all, because I completely forgot it was May 2nd today (yes it’s been a lot lately haha. In my head it’s like a month left to May, but apparently not). I just finished writing this and it’s getting kinda late, so I apologize if there’s any errors and stuff. Also, the first two parts are flashbacks, kind of. Hopefully it’ll make sense.

Originally posted by frozen-delight

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You love birthdays. Always had, ever since you were a kid. And although it was fun to have your own birthday, you mostly meant other people’s birthdays. You just loved seeing smiles on their faces as you tried your best to make their special day, just that, special. It surely was something magical about that.


”(Y/N)?” Dean whispered, as his hands gently shook your narrow shoulders to awake you.

You tiredly rubbed your eyes with your fists, blinking hard to regain your vision, wanting to return to the dreamland with blue skies, funny-shaped cotton candy-like clouds and all kinds of pretty, colorful animals including unicorns with rainbow mane and tails.

”Come on,” Dean whispered again, helping you sit up in the bed. ”We gotta surprise Sammy!”

You remembered, and instantly you were wide awake and alert. Sammy’s birthday.

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Nobody

Title: Nobody
Summary: The Winchester’s little sister deals with high school and wonders how Sam and Dean survived it.
Word Count: 2136
Pairing: Sister!Winchester x Sam, Sister!Winchester x Dean
Warnings: Older brothers, cussing

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     My alarm went off and I rolled over and hit snooze. 5 more minutes wouldn’t hurt anyone, right? Wrong. Dean yelled down the hallway.
“Y/N, get up. You’re going to be late.” He called.
“I don’t wanna!” I whined.
“Too bad.” He added.
     I crawled out of my warm bed and went and took a quick shower. Sam and Dean insisted I go to school since I had the chance. They didn’t want me to end up like them and spend their whole life hunting. I pulled on a clean pair of jeans and a dark blue long sleeve shirt. Grabbing my bag, I headed for the kitchen. I set my bag down and poured myself a cup of coffee.
“Morning.” Sam chirped.
“Not all of us are morning people, Sammy.” I grumbled. “Why do I have to go to school? It’s not like they have the right information.”
“You’ll thank us when you’re older.” Dean said when he walked in. “There’s more to life than hunting.”
“I know.” I sighed. “I should get going. I’ll see y’all later.”
     The boys called their goodbyes as I walked out. The school wasn’t far so I walked every day. I hated school more than the average kid. Eventually the ugly brown building entered my line of sight. I took a deep breath and kept walking. I walked in the door as the first bell rang and students made their way to class. I blended in the crowd as I made my way to my locker. Unfortunately, that didn’t last long.
“HEY WINCHESTER!” A voice yelled.
“Shit.” I whispered while closing my locker.

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Teddy bear

Pairing: dean x little sister! Reader Sam x little sister! Reader

A/N: I don’t know how this story came but I like it personally. I hope you guys like it to. O and I’m getting better. I get more ideas for some fics and there are going to be imagine. So I keep you guys updated.


“De-?” You asked your 12 year old brother. “I can’t find my teddy bear” you said with tears in your eyes.

You put you teddy bear somewhere but you don’t remember where. Your teddy bear was your everything you can’t sleep without it. John bought it for you when you turned 2. You was so happy with it that you bring it everywhere with you.

“Where did you last see it?” Dean asked and kneeled down to your height. You just lift up your shoulders. Tears where building up in your eyes and right away you was in deans arms. “Shhh, we are going to find it alright. We going to get Sam and then we are going to look for your teddy.” You nodded.

Sam was lying on the bed with a book in his hand from school. He looked away from his book and saw that you looked at him with tears in your eyes. “Y/N what wrong?” He asked.

“I can’t find teddy. Do you want to help to find him? De is going to look for it to.” You said. Your brother nodded and right away the three of you where busy looking in the motel room.

You looked everywhere but you couldn’t find it. It’s was almost bed time for you but you can’t sleep with out it. Tears where building up again. Dean hugged you tight. “We are going to find it alright. But you need to go to bed now.” You shook your head. You didn’t want to sleep with out teddy. “Come let lay down and maybe you see him tomorrow next to you. Maybe he thought I’m going on a adventure with dad. Come go to sleep and then he is back again alright.” You nodded and let sleep take over.

Later that night john came in the room. Dean didn’t sleep until john came back. He rushed to the impala to look for your teddy bear. And their he is on the backseat of the impala. He came back in the room and put it next to you. John looked confused but he was to tired to ask it and goes to sleep. Dean did the same next to you.

The next morning you felt a soft thing next to you. You opened your eyes and found your teddy next to you. You jumped up and waked up dean. “De! De! He is back!” Dean opened his eyes and saw a big smile on your face again.

“Just like I was saying he come back tomorrow.” The smile on your face was never going to get away. He stepped out bed and looked at you happy body playing with your teddy.

“How did you know that it was in dad car?” Sam asked.

“I remember that Y/N fell in sleep in the car and forgot her teddy bear bring with her inside.” Dean said. “And I just the best big brother in the world.” He said proud. Sam shook his head and walked away from him. Dean looked to you with a proud face. “I hope that it can be this all the time.”

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The Little Winchester

Pairing: Sam x sister!reader, Dean x sister!reader 

Characters: Sam, sister!reader, Dean

Warnings: light swearing 

Word Count: 968

Summary: The sister!reader decides it’s time for her to start hunting, much to Sam and Dean’s dismay

TagList: @amandateaches @myplaceofthingsilove@evyiione @mogaruke @aliensdeservebetter @27bmm @craving-cas @spnfanficpond 

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Brown Cardboard Box

Characters: Dean x sister!reader, Sam [mentioned], Lisa + Ben.

Words: 2400-ish.

[Previous character death.] - That’s the only warning I can think of really.

A/N: Hey guys! Guess who wrote a fic instead of studying for a Spanish test? Anyways, I started re-watching season 6, because I wanted watch a few souless!Sam episodes, and after 6x01 I got this idea. So the fic takes place in between season 5 and 6. 

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Your name: submit What is this?

Sometimes you imagined what it would be like if you didn’t live the life. Wondering. Making up your own little scenarios and such. How you would live in Lawrence, and how you would have actually grown up there, how you would maybe have a pet (probably a dog, satisfying Sam’s everlasting love for them), how you would have childhood friends, how you would do sports in school. How you would all graduate and then how you would go to college. Grow up. Meet a partner (hopefully). Maybe have a family of your own someday.

Now, in this very moment, you were standing here with a brown cardboard box in your embrace. A single brown cardboard box containing whatever sad excuse of a wardrobe you had, as well as the few things that actually were yours. Photos, diaries, a gun and so on. You were moving into your own place. You never thought the day would come.

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Imagine being Sam's and Dean's little sister and them saving you when you were kidnapped.

Fear. Fear was the only thing that you knew at that moment. With werewolves surrounding you, your heart was racing. Everything seemed loud. Too loud to think. The large group was arguing about something, but the sound of your rushing blood drowned out their words.

“We can’t stay here! The Winchesters are on are backs!” one of the creatures yelled. “This is all your fault!” His finger pointed at an obviously younger boy, but that didn’t mean that he was about to back down.

The young boy only snarled back, “How was I supposed to know she was their little sister!” Large hands gripped the boy’s collar, but before he could continue what would be a fatal fight, the door was kicked open. Flashes of white blinded you, and the sound was enough to make your ears ring.

As your chest continued to tighten, the open fire stopped, the last bullet ringing off the floor before coming to a stop. Dozens of corpses covered the floor before you. Suddenly, you saw the two men that you longed to see all along. Hope was finally restored.

“Y/n,” Sam rushed out before running over to you and cutting the restraints. Your arms automatically wrapped around his neck as he pulled you into his lap and kissed your forehead. “Sh, we’ve got you, sweetie. It’s okay. You’re safe.”

Dean, now calmed to see you safe and alive, looked around the room trying not to break down. He thought he’d lost you like he had many other people he loved, and, to be honest, he didn’t know if he could handle to lose someone else. He began to walk out when your voice echoed through his ears. “Dean?” Small arms wrapped around his torso that caused his skin to rise. “I thought you’d never come.”

“What? Oh, sweetie, don’t ever think that,” Dean sniffled. “I’ll never let anything ever hurt you. Ever. Don’t forget that.”

Over Protective

Requested by Anon.
Pairing: Winchester! daughter x John
Summary: She brings home her first boyfriend and John goes into full protective daddy mode.

Word Count: 1,178

Warnings: Dad threatening boyfriend
A/N: Honestly this is a first for me. I’ve never written anything with John so I hope I did him well. Also, I’ve never had a boyfriend so I’ve never been through this situation.

     I watched my boyfriend maneuver down the halls and stop by my locker.
“Hey, babe.” He smiled.
“Hi, Aaron.” I returned a smile. “How was your day?”
“Lonely without you.” He frowned.
“Cheesy much?” I chuckled.
He grinned. “Only for you.”
“What do you want to do tonight?” I pondered.
He thought for a moment while we walked outside. “How about movies at your place?”
“My place.” I echoed. “Why my place?”
“Just changing things up.” He shrugged. “Is that okay?”
I swallowed. “Yeah. Let me text me brothers and let them know.”
“Awesome.” He said. “I’ll be there about 5 o’clock.”
“Okay. Love you.” I said and gave him a quick kiss before starting my car.
“Love you too!” He called while heading to his car.
     I drove home and unlocked the door. Sam was sitting at the table buried in one of his books. He was 6 years older than me and graduated a while back. I was only 16 so I was the baby of the family.
“Hey, sis.” He said without looking up.
“What’s up, Sammy? Where’s Dean and Dad?” I asked while ruffling his hair.
“Hey! Stop it.” He whined. “They’re on their way back from the store.”
“Can you get rid of them for a while longer?” I pleaded.
He eyed me. “Why?”
“Aaron wants to come over and watch movies tonight.” I explained.
“I’m not seeing a problem.” He shrugged.
I exhaled loudly. “Dad hasn’t met Aaron yet and I really don’t want him scaring off my first boyfriend.”
Sam chuckled. “If he can’t handle Dad then I don’t see the relationship lasting.”
“Are you going to help me or not?” I begged.

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Imagine Sam nearly killing you & Dean

A/N: This takes place S1E10, Asylum.

Before the Series Imagines

Series Imagines Season One

Dean’s age-26

Sam’s age-22

Reader’s age-15

Dean x Sister!Reader     Sam x Sister!Reader

“I told you. I looked everywhere. I didn’t find a hidden room.” Sam told you and Dean in a stern voice as you searched for any signs of the room. Something seemed off about him ever since you came to the basement, you just couldn’t figure out what it was.

“That’s why they call it hidden. Did you hear that?” Dean asked while glancing up and you and Sam.

“Hear what?” Sam replied.

Dean held his hand over part of the wall, “There’s a door here.”

Sam slowly raised his gun and pointed it at Dean. “Dean. Step back from the door.”

Dean slowly stood up, glancing over at you to make sure you were okay. “Put the gun down, Sam.”

“Is that an order?” Sam asked with malice in his voice, this definitely wasn’t Sam.

“It’s more of a friendly request.” Dean replied with a chuckle.

“I’m tired of taking your orders.” Sam told Dean.

“Hey Sammy, calm down okay? Let’s all just, chill?“ You brought yourself into the conversation as you positioned yourself next to Dean. You knew that Sam had issues with Dean so you figured you stood a better chance at snapping him out of it.

“Oh, now you wanna talk to me Y/N? Not interested.” Sam said as he glared at you as he positioned the shotgun to it was pointed towards you.

“I knew it. Ellicott did something to you. What are you gonna do Sam? The gun’s filled with rock salt, it won’t kill us.” Dean cut in with an attitude, hoping that it would take the attention away from you to him.

It didn’t work.

Sam fired a shot which hit you right in the chest, resulting in you falling backwards with such a force that you broke down the door to the hidden room.

“Y/N!” Dean shouted as he scrambled over the shards of splintered wood and into the room towards you.

“No.” Sam said, “But it’ll hurt like hell.”

Dean was checking you over, hovering his hands over your chest while you groaned in pain, “Sam, we gotta burn Ellicott’s bones, then you’ll be back to normal!” Dean shouted at his brother, trying to decide if he should help you or try to fix Sam.

“I am normal. I’m just telling the truth for the first time. Why are we even here? Because you’re following dad’s orders like a good little soldier? Because you always do what he says without question? Are you that desperate for his approval?” Sam yelled at Dean, the gun pointed at Dean now.

“This isn’t you talking, Sam.” Dean replied in a sad tone.

“That’s the difference between me and you. I have a mind of my own, I’m not pathetic, like you. Like Y/N. I’m sick of doing what you tell me to do! We’re no closer to finding Dad than we were 6 months ago!” Sam shouted.

“Well then here. Let me make it easier for you.” Dean said before grabbing his gun and holding it out for Sam. “Take it.” He growled out as he thrust it into Sam’s hand, causing your eyes to go wide. “Real bullets are gonna work a hell of a lot better than rock salt. Take it!” Dean yelled again as Sam took the gun, dropped the shotgun, and pointed Dean’s gun at your oldest brothers face.

“SAM! NO!” You yelled, pushing yourself onto your elbows. You let out a sound of pain as you tried to move yourself forward more so you could get between your brothers but Dean roughly pushed you back down as a response, causing a surge of pain to roll through your chest.

“You hate me that much that you would kill your own brother? Your little sister?” Dean said in a disbelieving tone, “Then go ahead, pull the trigger! Do it!”

The sound of Sam pulling the trigger echoed throughout the room, only no bullet fired. You turned your glance between your brothers, tears filling your eyes, as you watched Sam continued to pull the trigger only it wasn’t loaded.

Dean grabbed the gun and manged to knock Sam out cold. He grabbed the shotgun and handed it to you, “Keep an eye on him, if he doesn’t act like Sam return the favor with some rock salt to the chest. Got it?” He asked.

“Got it.”


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Mute reader part 2

Part one
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After finding out that it breaks Dean every time he has to send you to Bobby’s to keep you out of dad’s drunken wrath, you’re a little less reluctant to go to Bobby’s. The only upside to staying with Bobby is that you don’t have to keep changing schools. On your first day at your new school you’re sitting alone on the playground. When some boys about your age walk over to you- you’re afraid that they’re going to beat you up, but you get a pleasant surprise instead.

‘Hi, I’m Kyle.’ One of the kids signs to you. You crack a small smile.

‘I’m Y/N… no offense but you don’t have to talk to me in sign. I can hear just fine.’ You sign in response.

'I can’t very well do that when I’m mute as well.’

'Good point.’ Kyle smiles before he introduces you to his friends- Luke, Matt and Jake.

“Nice to meet you Y/N.” Jake says with a smile. “I’m guessing you’re new here.” You nod. “Don’t worry, the four of us are too.”

“Want to play with us?” Luke asks. A smile forms on your face as you accept their offer.

After school you and your four new friends walk 'home’ together. The school you go to is less then five minutes away, when walking to and from Bobby’s. 'This is me guys. See you tomorrow?’ You sign when you get to Bobby’s.

“Of course.” Matt replies. “See you tomorrow then.”
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It was early afternoon when Sam and Dean show up at Bobby’s place. Dean notices that you’re not there. “Hey Bobby where’s Y/N?” He asks. Bobby checks his watch.

“Currently still in school.” Bobby answers.

“Oh… know when she’s going to be back?”

“It’s 12:30 now, and it’s a short day… and Y/N is more then likely going to be walking with her friends.” Bobby says to himself as he strokes his beard. “My best guess is at least an hour, hour and a half at the latest.” Dean just smiles to himself as he goes sits down on the couch. You are actually home sooner then expected and you look down in the dumps. “Hey what’s going on Smiles?” Bobby asks you.

'Nothing.’ You sign in response. 'Just had a crummy day. Kyle and Jake went home sick, while Matt and Luke didn’t even show up today… and no one else understands sign, so I was alone for most of the day.’ Just at that moment Sam walks out of the restroom. Dean has helped him with learning sign, so he had some idea what you were saying.

“Well school might’ve sucked but that doesn’t mean the rest of the day will.” Sam says somewhat startling you. You turn around, and your eyes light up. You then give your brother a bear hug. “Oof. Hello to you too.” You have to break the hug apart in order to talk.

'Is De with you?’ You sign. Sam kneels down so he can whisper in your ear.

“He’s asleep on the couch. Don’t startle him to badly though.” He whispers. A sly grin forms on your face as you pad into the living room then flop down on the couch next to your brother- and yes you startled him.

“Jeez Bedbug, you nearly gave me a heart attack.” Dean says once he gets over the initial shock.

'You love me.’ You reply.

“I do, but I also love doing this.” As soon as your brother says that he starts tickling you. If you weren’t mute you might’ve shrieked as well as laugh, but no sounds escape your throat.

'De! Stop it… I don’t want to be tickled.’ Another downside of being mute is that you can’t easily call for help otherwise you might’ve asked Sam for help.
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Over the weekend you catch the same thing your friends caught. You spend most of your weekend either sleeping or loosing the contents of your stomach. “Hey kiddo made you some food.” Dean says walking into your room with a bowl of food.

'It better not be dad’s kitchen sink soup.’ You sign wrinkling your nose.

“I am not that mean, besides that stuff is terrible.”

'Then what is it?’

“My mom used to make this stuff for me when I wasn’t feeling well.” Your brother explains as he sits down next to you. “Also a bit surprised Bobby let me use the kitchen.” You crack a small smile as Dean hands you the bowl.

'Thank you.’

“You’re welcome.” After a few minutes of silence, your brother asks you a question that you weren’t expecting. “Who are Kyle, Jake, Matt and Luke?” You set the spoon down in the bowl.

'They’re my friends. Also the only people at school that like me and know sign. Kyle is a mute like me, and Jake, Matt and Luke are the translators of the group.’

“What do you mean the only people that like you?”

'Kids pick in me for different reasons, most of them being I’m mute or the way how I dress.’

“Why didn’t you tell us princess?”

'You were on the other side of the nation and my friends and I look out for each other. I mean the other day Kyle, Luke, Matt and I had to hold Jake back so he wouldn’t punch a kid who called both Kyle and I names because we can’t 'talk’ like normal humans.’ Dean lightly chuckles. 'What’s so funny?’

“The fact that I would try and do the same thing.”

'You would?’

“Hell yeah. It’s part of my job to look after my younger siblings as well as take care of them.” Dean pauses for a second before he continues his train of thought. “When Sam and I were in high school, Sam was getting picked on- I was so pissed that I wanted to rip that kid’s lungs out.”

'Did you?’

“No, Sam wouldn’t let me saying it was no big deal. That didn’t stop me from scaring the kid though.” A small smile tugs at the corners of your lips. “Reckon I should meet your friends.”

'No, you might scare them off.’

“Why would I do that?”

'Compared to you and Sammy we’re either dwarves or hobbits.’ Dean laughs as he ruffles your hair.
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“Want me to drive you today?” Dean asks from the kitchen as he looks out the window, when Monday morning rolls around. “I mean it’s raining cats and dogs out there.”

'I’ll be okay De. It’s just rain.’ You sign as Bobby answers the door and invites your friends inside to get out of the weather. He also invites them in out of habit, nine times out of ten you’re rarely ready for school when they show up. Your friends clothes are nearly soaking wet. You arch an eyebrow when your brother grabs a set of keys that wasn’t his own. 'Uh De-’

“(Nickname) don’t argue with me… I’m driving you and your friends to school.” Dean counters.

'All I was going to say was you grabbed the wrong keys.’

“Oh…” Your friends are slightly hesitant to get a ride from your brother, considering the fact they just met him.
You explain to them that Dean isn’t that bad, and well he wants to make sure no one gets sick.
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“How come we never met your brothers before now?” Jake asks, over the chaos of the crowded gym. It was an inside day so most of the grades were crammed inside the small gym.

'They’re not around much. Dean says they leave me behind so I stay out of my dad’s drunken wrath. Personally I don’t believe it.’ You reply.

“That’s interesting, my aunt says almost the exact same thing about my mom.” Luke comments.

'My grandparents say that my parents are busy saving lives so that’s why they’re not around much.’ Kyle adds in.

“According to my uncle my family gets sick of me, that’s why I’m always being shipped off.” Matt adds his two cents in.

“Does anyone else find it weird that all five of us have similar stories about why we’re almost always being left behind… or is it just me?” Jake asks somewhat changing the subject.

'It’s not just you.’ You reply as the bell for the start of the school day rings. When your friends weren’t looking you write down their last names, you were going to get to the bottom of this. After school you ask Bobby and your brothers if they recognized your friends last names.

“What brought this up?” Dean asks recognizing the names you said. You then explain the conversation that you had earlier that day with them. Your brothers and Bobby share a look. Dean sighs knowing someone should explain what the hell is going on. He knew you wouldn’t remember the werewolf breaking into the motel room- you were less than a year old when that happened. You also never really had a monster under your bed or in the closet- well that he is aware of, you’ve never said anything about it.

'You never answered my question.’ You sign in response.

“Yes we know your friends’ families. We run into them from time to time.” Sam replies. Confused you tilt your head slightly. “We wanted to wait until you were a little older, but I guess we should tell you.”

'Tell me what?’

“That there are monsters in the world.”

'Like monster monsters or human monsters?’

“Monster monsters (nickname).” Dean replies. A grin forms on your face.

'Ha! Matt owes me a buck! He jokingly said I wouldn’t need mythology in real life- I said that I would.’ Your brothers roll their eyes.

The next day your friends tell you almost the exact same thing as your brothers did, Matt also hands you a dollar bill. It makes you smile that you made friends with kids that has a hunting background, so there is more of a chance that you’ll see each other again once the five of you are old enough to hunt. That day the five of you come up with a pact that no matter what happens while hunting the five of you will still be friends and stay in contact no matter what.
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“You heard me just fine. My soul for Sam’s. Easy switcher-oo.” You clenched your jaw, impatient with how long the archangel was taking to think about the deal you were offering. Dean needed Sam back, you could see it. You weren’t as good of a hunter and both of your older brothers always tried to protect you, leaving room for silly mistakes to be made.  

Michael finally answered, “Fine.”

For as long as he took to make a decision he sure didn’t take his time to take action. Your ears popped and everything went black.

A boot nudged your ribs and you sat up to find yourself surrounded by thick, metal bars, looking up at the pure blue eyes of Lucifer himself.

“The youngest Winchester, how interesting.”

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Stupid Questions

REQUESTED BY @meggan-supernatural : I just thought of this randomly for som reason😂, but can you do something where Cas pops out of no where to ask the reader a question…. But plot twist, the reader is taking a shower so he pops into the bathroom and reader screams and everything so those boys come running to check on her? I know it’s weird

He is an angel of the Lord, yet, it looks like you know more things than him. It has been now a week since Castiel started to appear out of the blue to ask another of his questions. You do not mind answering them, even sometimes they make you laugh.
You understand him, it is the first time he is friends with humains and he wants to know more. For example, he wanted to know why you were going on a run. You had to explain that you wanted to stay fit and that it is a way for you to get your head clear.
“I do not understand why some do like running and others don’t” he had asked.
You simply laughed to his face, harder to his next statement.
“I think I am going to try it”.
With that, he dissapeared. That question was the most logic question.
Today, he has not appeared yet. It is ten in the afternoon and he still hasn’t appeared to ask a question.
But at this moment you do not think about this. Enjoying the hot water fall down from your hair onto your cold skin. It has been a long icy day hunting this ghost. Finding the bones was a pain, but you and your older brothers, Sam and Dean did it.
“Can I ask a question?”
“Holly! What the!”
You stumble back, pressing your body as far as possible onto the wall, almost hoping you could go in it. You place your hands in front of your body hiding what you can. You get out of the shower as fast as you can and grab your towel.
“What the hell!” You yelled once again in an angrier tone.
Like it was nothing, Castiel gets out of the shower, soaking wet.
“(Y/N)?” You hear Sam and Dean call out worridly.
You take a deep breath putting the towel tighter around your form. The angel’s eyes do not help to the ‘not feeling comfertable’ feeling you have right now.
“What do you want?” You spat.
“(Y/N) Winchester” Dean said in a tone even scarier “open the door”.
You sigh and open the door, feeling now embarassed by your nudity.
Dean opens his mouth again to ask what the hell is happening, but soon closes it when he sees Castiel.
“Cas?” Sam asked confused “what are you doing in here?”
“I wanted to ask a question to (Y/N)” he answered.
“She was in the shower, Cas!” Dean exploded “don’t you know what they call privacy!”
“You did once”.
“Well, it goes for her too. You don’t pop into someones shower like that!”
“This adds a question including my other question (Y/N)” he said glancing at you.
“I just want to get dressrd first” you said, head hanging low.
“Yeah” Dean grabs Castiel by his coat “come on budy”.
He drags him out, Sam following clossely giving you a small apologic smile before closing the door.
You breathe  out, releived that you are finally alone.

The second you get out the bathroom, Castiel gets up ready to ask his question. Which, you are a little curious.
“Cas, you can’t just appear in the bathroom like that, especially when I’m in the shower, okay? I’m naked in there and I don’t want to share this with you, its personal”.
“Exactly” Dean agreed and gets a confirmation from Sam.
“We knock on the door when we want to talk” Sam added.
“Humans are complicated” Castiel said.
“What’s your initial question?” You asked.
“What does chocolat taste like?”
You burst into a laughter, not shared with your brothers though. They just stare at him shocked.
“You poped in the shower of my little sister who was naked only for this?” Dean exclamed.

First Day of School

Characters: Dean Winchester x little sister!reader

Words: 1500

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A/N: Decided I wanted to post something more innocent/less angsty after that last fic :)

Originally posted by deanimagines67

Your name: submit What is this?

You and Dean stood outside of the classroom, your hand in Dean’s much larger one. Other kids and their parents poured into the room which walls were dressed in drawings and colorful posters of the alphabet. It was the start of the school year, and unsurprisingly it was also the first day of a new school for the both of you.

”You ready?” Dean asked as he looked down at you, and his green eyes was met by your round ones.

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Doctor Who

This is a day late. I’m sorry!!! Desktop wasn’t working yesterday.
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#Mamas1k/Birthday Challenge
Prompt: Doctor Who
Warnings: Blood, brotherly fluff
Summary: The brothers run into their sister on a hunt and take her back to the bunker. Dean goes to check on her and is introduced to Doctor Who.
Word Count: 1165

*Dean’s P.O.V.*
     I kicked the door down and saw all the werewolves dead. Blood covered the walls and all the furniture. My eyes glanced around the room until I settled on the form huddled in the corner. Y/N was sitting on the floor with her gun clutched in her hands. She was covered in blood and I hoped none of it was hers. I slowly walked over and crouched in front of her.
“Y/N.” I said. “You okay.”
She nodded her head. “Mmm-hmm.”
“Are you hurt?” I asked.
She shook her head. “No.”
I reached out for her gun. “Let’s get you out of here.”

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