Come Here Little Girl

Word count: 2,366

Warning: SMUT, daddy kink, rough sex, slight bondage

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary/Request: Thank you @thedevilsbestie for your request!

On a hunt, Y/N is surprised to find out in such circumstances, a kink that she has – as is Dean. They try it out when they get back to the motel room.

“I am not doing that. No way!” You shouted through the motel room.
“Come on Y/N this is where he’s going to be and it’s probably our only chance to kill him.” Dean argued. “I have to go too.”
You snorted, “You get to wear clothes though, you don’t have to go in your fucking underwear!”
You had been on this case for the past two weeks trying to find the vampire that was terrorising the city, so of course you wanted to kill the son of a bitch. But the only problem was that he only showed his face once a fortnight at a club downtown. The club looked like your average sort of club from the outside but in reality it was invite only. Not only that but the invites were for men who had girlfriends and partners that would come along only in their underwear (or less) and then, “I don’t even want to think about what sort of stuff happens in that club at night.”

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Gods and Monsters Chapter One: Autumn- Dean x Reader

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Gods and Monsters Chapter One: Autumn

Words: 7,600

Summary: You were innocent in every way. So completely in love with Dean Winchester that you were saving your virginity in hopes he might come to see you more than just a kid. Dean has been fighting his feelings for you for years and finally comes to terms that he may no longer be able to fight them even in face of the darkest time of his life. The Mark of Cain.

Pairings: Dean x Virgin!Reader. Demon! Dean x Reader

Future Warnings: Virgin!Reader. Age gap. First Time Sex. Oral, Fingering, slight non-con(Demon Dean), kinky sex Graphic violence.

AN: Excuse any major grammar mistakes hopefully grammarly caught most of them. Repeated content. Sorry. Tags are always open. Just shoot me an ask.  Feedback will feed my writing muse.  Please don’t starve her. ;)


Originally posted by spn-spam

“Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.”

- Bruce Lee


“What do you mean you only have one room left?”  You balked at the older bald gentlemen behind the counter of the front office of the Cedar Pine Motel.  Your stomach twisting into a nerves sickness that you didn’t want to think about at the moment.  This was the third and last motel in the little town where you would be working a case.  The man eyed you for a moment before grunting in annoyance.

“I mean, either take the room girl or sleep in your car.  I know damn well that there aren’t any rooms left in the whole town.  It’s fall leaf watching seasons.  All kinds of tourist this time of year.   Now do you want the room or not?”  He groused as he bit into the other half of his sandwich.  Your nose wrinkled as you watched a piece of cheese tumble out of his mouth and onto the floor.

“Please at least tell me that there are two beds?” You asked hopefully.  Eyes darting to the floor as the man bent down to pick up his fallen dairy prize as he gave you a good show of his butt crack.   Biting your cheek to keep from telling him how disgusting that was, you smiled brightly at him when he stood back up.  

“Sorry lady, It’s a queen bed and a couch, but why the hell does it matter?  You’re alone.”  The man barked at you in annoyance.  You frowned at that and peered over to his nametag.  It read “Jerry” and you rolled your eyes.  What was with the name Jerry?  All the Jerrys you had ever meet were jerks.

“Well, Jerry, my partner is joining me on this trip. Got some business to take care of and all. It would’ve been easier with two room is all.”  You groaned as you tapped the desk.  “But fine.  Give me the room.”  

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Dating Dean Winchester would include:

Originally posted by proof-is-in-the-pudding

·         Gruff morning hedgehog hair

·         Running his hands all over you

·         Whispering sweet things in your ear

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Sibling Rivalry

|| Dean x Reader x Sam || 

Warnings: SMUT. This is basically porn. (No Wincest)

Author’s Note: This is a smutty little thing I thought up randomly… at work. Yeah. It was a slow day. Story is below the cut! We’re starting off heavy, folks.

Originally posted by frozen-delight

Originally posted by frozen-delight

The palm of your hand slammed against the backboard of the Dean’s bed as he snaked his warm tongue between your folds. Your back arched as he hummed against your skin, savoring your taste.

“Just like that, Dean,” you moaned, arching your back against the mattress. His tongue flattened as it slid over your clit, making you writhe beneath the hunter.

He slipped two fingers into you, curling and scissoring them as his lips enveloped your clit. “So perfect,” Dean murmured, his hot breath floating over your exposed flesh. “Are you close?” he growled.

“Yes,” you whispered in a raspy tone.

Dean chuckled as his tongue flicked against your sensitive nub. “Oh, sweetheart. I don’t think I heard you.” He smirked as he gazed up at you. “I don’t think Sam heard you.” Your core tightened as you thought about Sam on the other side of the wall. Dean loved knowing that his brother was listening to the two of you. It fueled his ego knowing that, for now, he was winning the never-ending rivalry.

Yes, Dean!” you screamed, smirking as you slammed your hand against the wall behind you, just above the headboard. “I’m so close.”

Dean inserted another finger as he sucked on your clit, sending you rocketing over the edge. You bucked your hips violently against his thick fingers.

“That’s it sweetheart,” Dean cooed as he rode your orgasm out. Before you could come down from your high, he shifted so that he was over you, his cock teasing your entrance. He slowly stretched you as he rolled his hips forward. “Ooo, yes. Y/N, you feel so perfect around me. So tight,” his low voice boomed. Dean’s praises quickly built up you second orgasm as his thrusts intensified. You rolled your hips against him, meeting his thrusts, allowing him to travel deeper and deeper into you.

“Harder Dean,” you pleaded as you raised your legs up, letting him lift them higher to plow even deeper into you. “Yes!” you screamed.

Dean smirked above you as you trembled beneath him, signaling that you were once again close to your climax. Dean picked up his speed just slightly, sending you once again over the edge. You arched your back suddenly, slamming your body against his as he continued his pace.

Dean leaned down, taking a nipple between his lips. You screamed Dean’s name in response, nearly startling him. He rolled his hips and flicked his tongue, holding you in your blissful cloud as he danced to the beautiful sounds that left your lips.

Moments later, his thrusts faltered, just before he spilled deep inside you. His face tightened as he came, hard, gripping you tightly.

Once both of you had caught your breath, Dean collapsed onto the bed beside you. His breath was unsteady and rapid. You absolutely loved when the hunter tired himself out. You loved how his chest heaved while he laid flat on his back, his arm snaked beneath you.

“Stay tonight?” He asked as he turned to you. There was no sweetness in his voice, only pure hunger. You grinned, knowing Dean Winchester wasn’t done with you just yet.

*

You leaned over the counter as you gathered your fixings for your tea. Dipping the bag into the mug, you stirred in a packet of sugar and sighed. Your entire body ached from the events of the night before… and this morning.

Dean remained in his bedroom, cleaning his gun and doing some light research for another case. You, however, were determined to return to your room and get some real sleep.

Soft lips tickled your bare shoulder, catching you off guard. Beside them, light strands of hair slid over your skin. You smiled to yourself as you turned to the younger Winchester, gazing up at his dilated eyes.

“Well, isn’t this a treat?” Sam purred, snaking his hand under the small, white towel that encapsulated your freshly showered body. His long fingers teased your warm skin as his lips traveled up to your cheek. “I heard you had quite a night last night,” he teased. “I hope it was worth your exhaustion this morning.”

You melted under his touch as you nodded. “I think I’ll live,” you hummed, still buzzing from the morning’s events. Your stimulated skin made you even more aware of the handsome, younger brother as his finger traced circled around your hip.

“God, you smell amazing,” Sam breathed as he took in the scent of your freshly washed hair. “So soft.” His other hand reached up, pulling the towel loose, allowing it to fall to the floor. His eyes flicked down, studying your form. You watched as his pants grew tighter, the zipper pressing against his growing erection.

You couldn’t help it. You reached down and palmed him roughly, silently egging him on. Sam groaned at the contact, tilting his head back as his grip on you tightened.

You squealed as he quickly spun you around, pinning you against the kitchen table. Your hands gripped the table as you pushed your ass against Sam, conjuring another moan from the gorgeous giant. Sam reached down to unbutton his pants, holding you against the table with his lower body. Then, once his throbbing cock was free, he slid his hand down your leg, parting them.

His hand slowly traveled back up the inside of your thigh, grazing over your folds before landing on your swollen clit. A finger teased your slick folds, forcing a satisfied groan to leave his lips. “So wet for me, Y/N. So perfect.” His finger continued on your clit as Sam nipped at your neck, leaving little marks up and down your flesh. Sam found the sensitive spot just below your ear, sucking and nipping harder at the flesh, creating a bruise. Then, his lips then skimmed over your ear. “That is to let Dean know that you’re mine now.” His voice was lower than you ever remember it being, and it turned you on like no other.

“Yes, sir,” you murmured, knowing the simple title would drive him wild.

You moaned softly as the tip of his cock teased your entrance. Sam chuckled in your ear at your response. “Louder, baby. I want Dean to hear you.” Your core heated at the words. To be honest, so did you.

So, you obeyed his command, moaning much louder. Your voice bounced off the concrete walls of the kitchen as Sam slowly inched into you. You stretched around him until he nearly bottomed out. Then, unlike Dean, he began to thrust wildly, slamming you roughly against the kitchen table. Your slick coated Sam’s thick cock, allowing him to slide in and out of you quickly and roughly.

After a few moments, Sam reached down and lifted your legs up a little, allowing him to bottom out completely each time he slammed into you. You met each thrust with a moan as he reached down, toying with your clit again. The pressure became overwhelming, and you were soon clenching around him.

“Fuck, Sam!” you groaned. Sam leaned over, grinning as his lips grazed over your back. His hands gripped your hips and he rode you through your waves, peppering kisses down your spine.

You clenched your walls, grinning as you heard Sam hissed behind you. His hips faltered as he thrusted erratically. Then, with one more thrust, Sam came deep inside you. His hot seed filled you, seeping back down his cock and down your leg.

After a half a dozen more thrusts, he sighed, before pulling out. His lips skated down your back as he held you against him. Sam wasn’t the cuddling type, but he loved to toy with you. Even after he had fucked you senseless, he loved kissing your bare skin, toying with your aching nipples, and even dipping a finger inside you.

Sam turned you around and lifted you onto the table. His mouth ventured all over your skin, making you gasp and sigh under his lips.

Your gaze snapped to the kitchen doorway, where Dean stood, smirking. He winked at you before continuing down the hall, back toward his room. The look on his face made your skin prickle as you wondered what the older Winchester was thinking.

No doubt, he was planning for your next visit, for when he had his turn with you again.  

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Hips Don’t Lie-Dean x Plus Size Reader

*THIS SERIES IS COMPLETE*

Summary: She was a shop owner for hunters in a small East Texas town. When the Winchesters come through after reports of usual animal attacks they are reunited with an old friend, Y/N. The girl that Dean Winchester had the biggest crush on, but never did anything about it. This time though, he’s determined to change that.

Setting: Between seasons eleven and twelve.

Pairing: Dean x Plus Size Reader

Warnings: Body Imagine Issues, The Subject of Low Self-esteem, Smut, Fluffy of doom, Canon Violence.

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

Don’t Flirt With Him

Word count: 2,241

Warning: smut, spanking, little bit of fluff

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Y/N has to flirt with the most horrible and sexist man ever to get info for a case and Dean isn’t too happy about it so he shows her who she really belongs to.

The sound of Dean’s alarm woke you up and you reluctantly opened your eyes to see Dean and Sam already up and getting ready.

“Do you know what I think I like most about the bunker? Normal sleeping patterns.” Sam laughed, agreeing with you as he brushed his teeth.

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Long, Lean, and Lethal

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,106

Summary: The Reader finally takes things into her own hands when it comes to her feelings for Dean. 

Warnings: Consensual voyeurism, mutual masturbation, Reader being sneaky, Dean being cheeky.

A/N: This little drabble stemmed from a conversation with @salvachester about Dean and his physique. And well, it ended up naughty, I’m not sorry. So, here ya go. 

Originally posted by dancewithmejensen

He’s all muscle and sinew, coiled strength and energy, long, lean limbs and broad shoulders taking up more space than should be legal. Every movement is calculated, every action purposeful. Watching him work is like watching a choreographed dance; trained hands loading a gun, handling knives, fighting monsters, driving his car. It’s nothing if not sheer beauty.

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Thick Thighs- Dean x Plus Size Reader

Title: Thick Thighs
Paring: Dean x Plus Sized Reader!
Warnings: Smutty…  Kind of.  

jennell79 asked: Could you possibly, pretty please, craft a Jensen x reader where she’s plus sized and maybe a bit shy and he totally falls for her?
@jennell79….  Ok.  Oops.  My brain got stuck on reader and Dean being in a relationship….  But I hope you still like it? 

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Originally posted by frozen-delight


You frowned as you stared at yourself in the mirror and groaned before giving your thighs a slap.  Nearly three months of working out and they were still as thick as they had been when you started.  You wrinkled your nose in disgust and yanked the shorts you wore down lower.  Giving up feeling good about your too thick thighs that day, you shuffled down the hall to the kitchen.  

The boys were still fast asleep and you wanted to get breakfast started before they woke up. You began to rummage around the fridge trying to find the butter and sighed when you realized it was all the way at the back.  Bending down, you groaned with the effort it took as your rear was jolted into the air while your pesky shorts rode up your thighs again.  You growled in frustration as you  groped for the butter container and just when you were about to grab it, a voice rang out.


“Morning, babe.  What’s for… Son of a bitch!”  Dean grunted as the sight before him made his boxer clad cock twitch to life before he could even think.  You standing bent over with your buttcheeks playing peek-a-boo with him was too much for his sleep fogged brain.  He was behind you in an instant  and pressing his hardening erection into you. You squealed at the sensation and stood straight up and looked at him over your shoulder.

“What the hell, Dean!”  You snapped as he grabbed your ass and gave it a squeeze.  

He smirked at you while moving his hands down to squeeze your thighs as well.

“Not my fault you have those beautiful thighs and ass on display for me this morning.”  He said teasingly.  

You pushed away from him and returned to your original mission of retrieving the butter.  Wanting to ignore the sickness in your belly  over Dean’s comments about your fat thighs.  You hissed between your teeth when felt the head of his cock bump against you.  He groaned with the sensation and tired to hold back from grinding against your perky mounds.

“Ummm.  Come on baby.  Let’s go back to bed.  I want those delicious thighs of your wrapped around my head.”  He groan as thrusted gently against you.  

You frowned darkly and stood up with a start.  Pushing gently away from Dean, you slammed the door to the fridge shut and stomped towards the hall.  Dean could only stare after you bewildered before following you into your shared bedroom.

You were digging through your top drawer for some sweatpants that were baggy enough to hide your enormous thighs. Dean came in just in time to see you pulling them on and he frowned as he finally understood what was the matter.

“What’s going on sweetheart?”  He asked as he pulled you on to the bed with him so that you were sitting in his lap.    Your frown deepen when you saw the way your thighs spread over his.  Sighing as you knew damn well that Dean wouldn’t leave it be until you spilled the beans.

“I’ve been working out for the last three months and my thighs are still fat! It’s disgusting and I hate when you call me beautiful.  It’s such a lie.”  You murmured as you stared at the floor.

Dean’s hand slipped under your chin so that you were looking at him while he gave you a heart shattering smile.

“Those thick thighs of yours are beautiful just like the rest of you…  And if I need to…. I’m going to spend the next couple of hours reminding you just how much I love them and you.”  He thrummed against your ear.

Hours later, Sam was banging on the door to tell you guys to keep it down so he could concentrate.  You laughed as Dean told him to shut up and fuck off.  He had his woman’s thick thighs to love.



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The Maid

Characters: reader, Dean, Sam

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: swearing, smut, Dom!dean, sub!reader, praise!kink, orgasm denial, oral (male and female receiving), unprotected sex

Word count: 3411

Summary: when you take up a new job as a maid at the bunker, you may have a slight crush on your boss; Dean.

A/N: happy Valentine’s Day, here some Dean smut for you beautiful people

You were running late to your job interview. It wasn’t like you weren’t prepared or didn’t leave on time, but this place was very hidden. You were in desperate need of money so you decided to go to an interview to become a maid at a bunker. You had seen the ad for the job, you didn’t have to book an interview you just had to show up between the time 3:00pm-5:30pm. It was 6:30pm and you had only just arrived outside of this bunker.

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Get Off My Girl

Word count: 1,400 exactly

Warning: smut, very dirty smut, lap dance

Pairing: Cas x Reader (very slight Dean x Reader and even tinier amount of Sam x Reader)

Summary/Request: No request, just my idea J

Cas, your boyfriend, allows you to play truth or dare with the boys (with a few rules) but when Dean gets too arrogant he shows them who you belong to.

Originally posted by godshipsit

The past few hunts had been rough; you were all completely wrecked when you returned to the bunker after three weeks away. But of course, beer was prioritised over sleep.

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About Damn Time

Originally posted by canonspngifs

Anon request: could you please write a dean x reader fic where they end up locked in a confined space together that starts as annoyance but leads to more? and they’ve been hunting together a while but always had an antagonistic/teasing relationship to cover up that they have feelings for each other

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,000

Warnings: SMUT (that’s right, I wrote some smut. Can’t say it’s good, but it’s there) language, mention of death, minor angst, lots of sass

A/N: This is also for @wayward-marvel-sommer1196​‘s sarcastic writing challenge! Sorry I’m a little late - honestly I’m shocked and thrilled it didn’t take longer to finish this. Thanks for the fun challenge, and have a great semester, hun! (my prompt was "Oh, I offended you with my opinion? You should hear the ones I keep to myself…" and is in bold)

A/N/N: Look guys, a thing that isn’t firefighter Dean! It’s a miracle!

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Supernatural Preferences #1 – Sex Positions

A/N: I only did a few characters but if you want a part two with more characters, comment there names below please

Preferences below the cut :)

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What Happens In Vegas...

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Smut, fighting, smut, rough smut, Sub!Dean, Dom!Dean (sorta), Dom!Reader, Sub!Reader, gambling, smut, use of sex toy, smut, oh…did I mention smut?

Word Count: 3819

A/N: This was written for @avasmommy224 birthday smut challenge. My prompt is in bold and please forgive me for this lol I had an idea so out of my comfort zone and ran with it. Please leave feedback! it is welcome and appreciated

There will be a part 2 later today!!!! Maybe even a part 3 in the future!

You love your job, plain and simple. You were probably one of the few people who had the pleasure of saying that but it was true. Sometimes things got a little heated but you were more than equipped to handle just about any situation tossed your way. You had just dealt the halfway mark of the current blackjack game at the casino you worked at. It was a table full of testosterone to say the least. One guy is burly with tattoo sleeves down both arms, definitely someone to steer clear of in any kind of hostile situation, the next is a bit smaller than him and drop-dead gorgeous. He’s slightly built and has the most stunning green eyes you have ever seen and every now and then you catch those eyes travelling up and down your physique; what’s visible due to the waist high blackjack table that is. You catch yourself having to fight a smile back every now and then whenever he looks up at you and sends you a flirty wink or two. Casino rules and expectations can be very tricky and the wrong hand gesture or facial expression can throw up red flags, cheating was severely frowned upon and anyone was a suspect.

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Imagine: Getting caught staring at Dean’s lips.


Word Count: 203
This is your fault @imgoldielikehawn. hahaha.


You stared completely mesmerized as you watched Dean drag his tongue over his plump, pink, and perfect bottom lip.  You could’ve sworn he did it in a desperately slow motion.  His tongue darting out and wetting that perfect pout.  You shivered at the dirty thoughts that swam in your head.  You could imagine all the dirt and talented things he could probably do with that tongue.

Dean watched with interest as you seemed to squirm a bit in your chair.  You two were busy studying up on your lore at the bunker.  He was beginning to get bored when he noticed your very intriguing response to him wetting his bottom lip.  He did it again just to test his theory, but this time he did it slower and with more intent.  Your eyes were glued to his lips.  

Dean suddenly closed his book and stood up.  You jumped at his sudden movement- shaking you out of your thoughts.  You nearly swallowed your tongue when Dean walked over to lean over you.  Once he was right against your ear, he whispered to you his naughty thought.

“Let’s go to the bedroom, baby girl.  I’ll show you exactly what I can do with this tongue.”

Beauty and the Beast AU (1)

Summary: Y/N has always been in love with fairy-tales. They give her an escape from the dark and blood world she lives in. With the new Beauty and the Beast movie coming out soon she’s excited as could be. Her boyfriend Dean however has a few issues with it. 

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, OFC, Reader

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: Language, heavy making out, fondling, almost smut, angst, a lot of fighting

Word Count: 5,433 (I’m not even sorry)

Part Two Part Three

A/N: This is my fist part to my Beauty and the Beast AU. Hug thank you to @love-kittykat21 for beta reading and helping me with this! Feedback is always welcomed and I hope you enjoy it as much as I am!

Originally posted by gameraboy

Originally posted by bringmesomepie56



“Hey,” a large hand gripped your shoulder, shaking you gently, “Y/N wake up.” Grimacing, you pulled yourself away from Dean’s body looking up at Sam. He had a big smile on his face,  the alarm clock illuminating his face. Looking at the harsh, glaring, green numbers you groaned. It was barely six in the morning and Sam was ready to get going. “Get up, I wanna tell you something.” His voice was soft and timid, attempting not to wake his brother up.

“Okay, just give me a second.” You whispered back to him, getting up as slowly as you could, Dean simply turned away, pulling the crisp white sheets along with him.

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Where It All Began (College AU) Masterpost

A College!AU where Dean, the quarterback for the school’s football team is best friends with an English Major who inspires to become a teacher after college. After almost four years of being by each others side something shifts in their relationship.

Part 1: How their relationship has evolved from freshman year to today. Told from the Reader’s POV

Part 2: Dean tells his side of their relationship since the day they met.

Part 3: The reader’s parents have cancelled Thanksgiving plans, leaving her to stay in the apartment over the holiday until Dean offers to take her home with him.

Part 4: Dean shows the reader around his hometown before Thanksgiving dinner with his family.

Part 5: The reader gets an urgent call from her father. Dean follows her to her hometown.

Part 6: Things between Dean and the reader become heated

Part 7: Dean gets ready for his big game, but he can’t get the reader out of his mind.

Part 8: Dean plays his football game, and the reader and him are finally in a good place, only for tragedy to hit them.

Part 9: The reader talks to Dean, hoping that he can hear her. Lisa makes an appearance.

Part 10: The long awaited talk finally happens. The reader finally opens up to Dean.

Part 11: After everything they’ve been through, they finally take that next step

Part 12: Dean plans a date for the reader.

In Class Special: the reader give Dean a blowjob in the middle of a lecture

Part 13: Dean finds a pregnancy test and doesn’t react well to it

Part 14: Dean and the reader celebrate their last day of college separately. Both both of them share how their nights went

Part 15: The reader and Dean go to visit Mary and John for their 25th wedding anniversary. Both of them get a job at a local high school.

Part 16: The reader and Dean get an apartment together and start their teaching  jobs. Anna marks her territory on Dean, causing BIG problems in your relationships

Part 17: Both the reader and Dean are dealing with their break up individually. Dean starts to make things right by dealing with Anna.

Part 18: Dean and the reader attend Jo’s wedding together not as a couple. Throughout the day you realize just how much you’ve missed Dean.

Part 19: Dean and the reader talk everything over, hoping they can form some solid ground to build on.

Part 20: The two of them get back into their routines together, which include flirting and all around sappy cuteness

Part 21: Thanksgiving at the Winchester house. Dean’s acting a little distant with the reader, only to reveal the reason why.

Part 22: The reader and Dean get ready for their last week of work before Christmas break when an unpleasant surprise has them wondering whether the holidays will be something they will be celebrating this year.

Part 23: The reader is in the hospital, unconscious. Dean sticks by her side, praying that she’ll be okay, and that she’ll wake up soon.

Part 24: The reader wakes up and the hospital releases her in time for Christmas. Dean won’t let her out of his sight. 

Part 25: Jess and the reader have a girls night, only to have the boys come back and cause a little trouble

Part 26: The reader and Dean’s wedding

Part 27: Dean and the Reader head off on their honeymoon.

Part 28: The reader and Dean face something that is about to change their lives forever.

Part 29: Y/N and Dean prepare themselves for their new bundle of joy on the way.

Part 30: The Final Part

Timestamps

Study Session
Lisa
Christmas Decorating
Apartment Hunting

Wait, what? Part 2

Summary: After a particular hunt where you’re injured, some feelings between you and the elder Winchester brother, Dean, come to light. You have trouble believing it at first though.

Dean x Plus-Size!Reader

Word Count: 3,838

Warnings: Smut (phone sex), language. NSFW! 18+ only, please!

A/N: Thank you to @anotherwaywardsister for proofreading as always and the moodboard! <3 Also, it switches (kinda) to Dean’s POV in the last third(?) of this chapter.

MASTERLISTWait, what? MasterlistPart 1


Originally posted by impala-dreamer


You giggled, growing dizzy from locking lips with Dean for what must have been at least half an hour. Dean had decided he was content to heavily kiss you against the Impala for now.

“Damn, I don’t think I could get tired of kissing you, darlin’.” Dean murmured, pushing his hips to yours and enjoying the sight of you looking flushed and thoroughly kissed with your lips plump, full and red.

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Dating Dean Winchester Would Include:

Originally posted by sensitivehandsomeactionman




ϟ Going on hunts with him& Sam. 

 ϟ Drinking with him.  

ϟ  Dean making you laugh/smile. 

ϟ Both of you comforting each other after a rough hunt. 

 ϟ Comforting him when he feels sad.

  ϟ Showering Together.

ϟ Making love.

ϟ Him eating you out.

ϟ Deep conversations. 

ϟ A lot of making out. 

ϟ Roleplaying (?)

ϟ  You giving him blowjobs.

ϟ Passionate kisses.

ϟ Spooning.

ϟ  Snuggling into his side.

ϟ Buying him pie.

ϟ  Dean playing with your hair.

ϟ Rubbing soothing circles on your body.

ϟ Being goofs.

ϟ  Talking about having children.

ϟ  Fighting the making up.

ϟ  Him risking his life for.

ϟ  You risking your life for him. Which leads to fighting.

ϟ  “I don’t need you to risk your life to save me.”

ϟ  “What kind of boyfriend, would I be if I let you die? I would be a crappy one.”

ϟ  “You’d be dead.”

ϟ  “As long as you’re alive, I don’t really care if I die to save you, I love you y/n, so much.”

ϟ Make up sex.

ϟ Car sex.