So at work I always turn Supernatural on in the break room. It’s on TNT for 3 hours Monday-Friday & right now they’re in late season 6 with Ben & Lisa. I was watching it today & was like WHAT IF LISA HAD LIKE A 4 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER WHEN ALL THIS WENT DOWN. The following is what down in my mind.
-You were super shy at first but quickly warmed up to the new man living in the house.
-Lisa was worried what Dean would do at first when you would come in to sleep with her when you had nightmares, however he always invited you to stay with them and would hold you until you fell back asleep.
-Dean would wake up early with you and together you’d make breakfast on the weekends, usually you pretending to help while munching on the food.
-Dean would take you to the park and be crazy protective of you while you played.
-The first time you accidentally called him “daddy” he froze and you thought you did something wrong.
-So many nicknames, babygirl, sweetheart, princess, just to name a few.
-You’d stand on a box between Dean and Ben while Dean taught your brother how to fix cars.
-When your family stayed with Bobby while Dean dealt with the djinn you told Bobby after you ate his last popsicle, “Don’t worry, my daddy will be back soon and we can go home.” (which nearly broke Bobby’s heart)
-Cried when Dean went on the road with Sam.
-”Daddy why you gotta leave us like our other daddy did?”
-Talking to Dean nightly while he was away.
-Sleeping with Ben every night because you thought the monsters were going to come back and get you.
-So excited when you saw Dean in the hallway that night, but became instantly scared of him when he pushed Ben into the wall.
-Told the demons who took you, Ben, and your mom that Dean was gonna save you.
-”I don’t wanna be you guys when my dad gets here.”
-Clung onto the back of his shirt while he carried your mom out of the warehouse.
-Dean held you in his arms while you sat in the waiting room at the hospital, telling you that Lisa was going to be alright.
I knew they wouldn’t last, because Supernatural isn’t about romantic relationships. Not long term. But Lisa was one of the best things to happen to Dean. She accepted him for who he is. She took him in at his lowest. She kept him grounded and moving forward at a time when he could have spiraled out of control. She gave him a year of something he’s always wanted… a normal life. She told him what that year meant to her.
Lisa was a strong, loving woman. Exactly what Dean needed. I will always love Lisa for taking care of Dean for that year of his life.
Written for @spnpolybingo. This fills the “Dean x Lisa x Sam” square.
Summary: Dean knows he’s going to leave Lisa the second Sam comes back. But maybe he doesn’t have to.
Word Count: 1100ish
A/N: Hope y’all enjoy this one! Another first for me! XOXO
Dean’s lying on the couch downstairs when Lisa tells him he can have both.
He’s been sleeping down here since he saw Sam, because he can’t be in the same bed with anyone else now. It had taken him a long time to get used to her next to him, too small and too soft, and seeing Sam had undone any progress he’d made in less than a second.
So he’s folded onto the couch, cramped and sweaty and thinking about Sam, when she pads down the stairs and sits down on the coffee table.
She’s beautiful in her simple
She don’t have too much to say when she gets mad
She understands, she don’t let go of anything
Even when the pain gets really bad
I guess I should’ve been more like that
I should’ve held onto my pride, should’ve
walked away just like he is with my head held high. But I guess stupidity runs in
my veins. Stupidly thinking he’d want to settle down with me, have that white picket
fence, Apple pie life we only dreamed about. He hadn’t promised forever, never
knowing my true feelings, never figuring out how I felt about him, nor
returning them. Ones I pushed aside to keep from getting hurt, and in the end they’re
what done me in. Not watching Sam fall, Lucifer contained inside his body, into
the cage, sealed away for the good of mankind. It’s not seeing Castiel’s vessel
explode or Bobby’s neck snapped, both returned to normal thank God that has me wanting
to curl into the fetal position and cry.
for the anon who sent in this amazing prompt, thank you!
Today wasn’t Castiel’s favorite day. The past few days hadn’t been his favorite day. A lot of things were currently not okay and all he could do was fake a smile and get on with school, with life. It wasn’t that he was allowed to complain - in the end Dean had never been his in the first place. But seeing him kiss Lisa… it hurt. It hurt seeing them together, so close and happy.
Of course, Castiel didn’t have any feelings for Dean, he was just upset that he was losing his best friend. They had been close for a long time, stayed over at each other’s houses a lot, slept in the same bed, shared clothes and did everything together. They were inseparable, until Dean started dating Lisa.
For Castiel it had been out of nowhere when Dean had told him he and Lisa were a thing. At first, he’d just been slightly annoyed, but when days passed he began to realize how much it influenced him and his friendship with Dean. Way more than he wanted to admit.
He just wanted the old Dean back, spend time with him doing nothing- hang out on the roof and talk about school or Dean’s father being a dick and Gabriel who’d stolen from the candy shop. That was ages ago and Cas was probably never getting that back.
Dean never wanted to hang out and ‘do nothing’, had not once suggested to take a ride with the Impala and watch the sunset while sipping beer as they sat on the hood of the car. The only thing that was the same, were them staying over at each other’s houses, doing homework together and their movie night on Friday.
Characters/Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader, Sam Winchester, Lisa Braeden (mentioned), Ben (Mentioned), Jessica Moore (Mentioned), OCs Sophie, Maggie, Julie (Mentioned)
Word count: 2471
Warnings: Smut, slight Dom!Sub!, Cheating.
A/N: There’s no second part to this, and I’m not planning on doing one any time soon. Sorry! Betad by my amazing friend @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname
‘What does Antonym mean?’
‘I don’t know what he means, but you’ve spelt his name wrong.’
“What the fuck!?” You lift your gaze from the answer sheet and breathe out, rolling your eyes. This fucking kid is getting in your nerves.
You sigh. Uncap the sharpie and draw a large red cross next to answer 10 and add. ‘This stopped being funny 3 months ago Louis!’ And proceed to write a big ‘D’ on the top of the sheet.
The already corrected exam goes on the growing pile by your right and shaking your head you move to get a new one from you left pile. Having the free period between classes this year really came in hand; you didn’t have to wait till you came home to correct exams; and the days you have nothing to do you could just relax and rest for 90 minutes.
And to top it all teacher’s lounge room is deserted today, so you settle on the round table with a big mug of chamomile tea and a granola bar. Tilting your mug up you drink the last drops and quickly look down when you feel your phone buzz.
The sharpie forgotten as you grab your - too big for your hand - phone, unlock it and see his name on the new incoming text.
I have 45’ free till my next class.
You think a bit, re-read the short sentence a few times before you answer.
Good for you! What you gonna do?
You’re not gonna jump off your seat and run to him just like that! Yes, you’ve done it before, but lately you have been doubting this whole thing, It’s starting get too intense…
Not one second later the screen lights again and you see a response
Dean couldn’t keep his eyes off of her, he knew it was wrong since he was a married man but Lisa’s been busy working and whenever he did they to have sex with her she either shut him down or she was to tired.
Dean watched the way his maid moved around almost in a teasing way, like she knew what she was doing to him. Dean grunted when (y/n) bent over and ran a hand through his hand. He was getting hard but he couldn’t help it, she was a young female and with that short maid outfit she wore he knew sooner or later he would loose control.
“Sir are you alright?”
Dean snapped out of his sinful thoughts and saw a curious look on (y/n)’s face. She was so close to him he could practically feel her body heat. Oh how badly he wanted to touch her but dammit he knew it wss wrong since he was married. Dean cleared his throat and nodded toward the young female. “Yeah just thinking.” A playful look could be spotted in the (e/c) eyed female. “Oh and what might you be thinking about?” She licked her red covered lipstick lips while asking him dean let out a soft groan and mumbled ‘nothing’ but (y/n) wasn’t letting him off that easily.
“I bet you were thinking about me.” Dean eyes widen, “I see the way you look at me sir, hell I’m sure even Lisa knows.” (Y/n) tongue ran over her white teeth as she crawled onto Deans lap her arms wrapping around his neck.
“What do you think your doing?”
Dean’s question came out in a stutter but (y/n) didn’t seem to mind it. “Well I was gonna help you out with your little problem.” She grinded down onto his slowly hardening cock. “I mean I know Lisa isn’t giving you any so why don’t i help you out sir after all your wife’s not home.”
A/N: This is my second fic for the 2017 Louden Swain SPN Mini Bang, and is for one of my favoritesongs. I first heard this song when they played it at ChiCon 2015, and I fell in love with it right away. I struggled to get this fic to line up with the central themes of the song, but I hope you all agree it’s at least close. Special thanks to the best betas in the world, @littlegreenplasticsoldier and @manawhaat without whom my fics would not be nearly as legible. These two women inspire me with every word they write and push me to be better.
Summary: Dean dealing with his feelings while he’s with Lisa.
Pairing: I guess Dean and Lisa, but it’s not the focus.
Warnings: Angst, I guess. I don’t expect anyone to need tissues.
Word count: 1815 words
Dean wakes up to
a bright streak of sunlight peeking through Lisa’s bedroom curtains. Usually,
he fixes the curtains before he goes to bed for exactly this reason, but last
night he was a little too out of it to care. Yesterday was November 2nd. It’s
been more than 25 years since his mother died, but the day still creeps up on
him. It was almost noon before he realized what day it was. He doesn’t remember
much of the day after that. To be fair, he’s had other things on his mind the
past few months.
pounds with the hangover he knows he deserves, his heartbeat loud in his ears,
his gut still twisted with grief. Lisa tried to make him feel better last night
and he just snapped at her. The pie was store-bought, not that it mattered. It
had mattered, but there was no good reason for it.
The sunbeam has
shifted, now, and is blinding the ever-loving hell out of him. He turns over to
get away from it, hoping Lisa is still asleep. He’s not ready to face the
disappointment and misery in her eyes. It would be merely a reflection of what
he’s feeling, but it shows he should be doing a better job of hiding it from
her. She doesn’t deserve it.
Lisa’s face looks peaceful and happy in the golden light. Much different to
when the tears well up in her eyes as Dean rages when he’s drunk with grief. Or
when he wakes her with one of his nightmares. Or when he doesn’t understand why
she twists herself in knots to make sure Ben has a “good” breakfast in the
morning instead of Lucky Charms or Pop Tarts. He and Sam grew up on them, so
they can’t be all bad, right?
i REALLY want to write, i miss it SOOO much and i have so much half finished fics in my google docs but im at such a hard stump of writers block and i have been for awhile, i was going so hard for so long, posting fic after fic but im stuck.
Please, if you have ANY suggestions for ANY of my previous fics or ANY ideas let me know!! I have tons in my inbox but none of them are sparking anything. HELP A GIRL OUT, LOVE YOU GUYS XOXOXOXO
You Don't Wanna Know // Dean Winchester x Child Reader
Requests at this time are : Open!
Mentions of Ben Braeden x Reader
Probably will have a part two
My first Supernatural Image, please enjoy;
When I was little my parents were murdered by demons. They were tortured before my eyes, then possessed and tortured me. Thankfully two men saved me, their names are Sam and Dean Winchester.
We went through a lot of shit, but that made us closer. They were my family. But this year was the worse by far. Sam was wanted by Satan. In the end Sam fell into the pit and Dean and I moved in with Lisa, who is a wonderful woman, and Ben Braeden.
Words can’t describe how much I hate Ben, he’s such a ignorant uncultured swine. But I had to live with him. He was only older than me by a few months but of course had to hold that against me for no reason.
“(Y/n) come downstairs and get Ben too,” Dean called out, breaking me out of my inner monologue. “O-Okay,” I called back and put down the knife I had in my hands. I remember what Dean had told me before and shoved it under my pillow before walking down the hall and knocking on Ben’s door.
“Just a second,” I heard a muffled reply . I rolled my eyes and opened the door,“ Plants can’t actually kill zombies.” “I know that it’s a game,” He paused it and looked at me, obviously annoyed,“ Why don’t you ever have fun?” “I can’t exactly have fun like you. You’re a normie,” I pursed my lips at him,“ Let’s go Dean called us.”
“I’m not a normie,” Ben stood up,“ Besides you just don’t know how to have fun.”
“You don’t understand,” I glared at him,“ You are an obnoxious prick.”
“You’re an annoying brat,” He snapped back, glaring at me.
“You just try to act normal but we both know who’s the better one here,” I stood my ground,“ I’m a hunter I protect normal people like you and this is how you react.”
“Just live a little,” Ben huffed, coming closer to me. I backed up a bit,“ Let’s just go downstairs we obviously know who’s Dean’s favorite.” “Live a little stop being an annoying brat,” Ben shoved his lips onto mine.
My eyes widened in surprise and I pushed him off of me,“ Ben you idjit…” I ran downstairs and yelled out,“ DEANNNNN.” “What happened?” He rushed over to me with Lisa, checking to see if I was hurt. I faked tears and pouted,“ I-I was attacked by Ben and he-he kissed me.” “That brat,” Dean muttered glaring at Ben as he walked towards us.
Lisa giggled and scolded Ben,“ You don’t just kiss girls like that.” “(Y/n) isn’t a girl she’s just a brat!” He exclaimed.
“Says the normie who thinks plants can kill zombies like,” I rolled my eyes,“ Obviously you kill a zombie by beheading them!”
“Okay (Y/n) calm down,” Dean sighed, picking me up and moving me to the other side of the room. “I’ll bid my soul to get rid of Ben,” I huffed. “You don’t have a soul,” Ben scoffed,“ Besides not even a demon would want your soul because it’s so dark.”
“I wish I never met you,” I glared at him,“ I hate you.” “Hate you too,” He glared back.
“But I didn’t hate him,” I say quietly and look at Dean,“ Are you really going to wipe his memories?” “Yeah,” He nodded sadly,“ His and Lisa’s. Castiel is going to do it soon.”
“I’m- Can you wipe my memories of them too?” I asked,“ Please…” “But (Y/n)…” Dean bent to my height,“ Do you really want that?”
I stood still,“ Just let me say goodbye first.” I walked into the hospital room where Lisa and Ben were.
“(Y/n) how are you feeling?” Lisa asked me as she smoothed out my hair.
“I’m alright,” I cried out as I wiped away my tears,“ I love you Lisa thank you so much…” “(Y/n) you idiot,” Ben hugged me and kissed my forehead,“ I love you.” “I love you too,” I whispered, walking back out to Dean. I nodded at Dean,“ Tell Cas to wipe away the memories.”
I stood stood still for a second before looking at Dean,“ What are we doing here?” He looked at me sadly,“ Hey kiddo do you know a Ben Braeden?”
“What the hell is a Ben Braeden?” I asked Dean and looked at him like he was crazy,“ Why are we in a hospital Dean?”
“We… We accidentally hit a woman named Lisa and I’m here to apologize,” Dean whispered as he took me into a woman’s room. She looked at us curiously and her son looked at us confused.
So I wrote this Cas x Dean x Lisa flangst fic for @spnpolybingo - it is very different from what I normally write but I am really proud of it. It is an AU and if you want a tag let me know (Reblog or reply please!). Here is a small extract and it will be posted in about 5 and a half hours aka May 20th 9pm CET/3pm EST.
Dean was smiling when he opened the front door, and it broke Cas’ heart to see the smile instantly disappear from his gorgeous features when he saw the expression best friend’s face. Cas knew it was a mistake coming here, but as soon as he had gotten the news, Dean was the only one he could think to call. Cas was estranged from his family, and he didn’t make friends easily. Ever since his break up with Meg, Dean had been the only true constant in his life. Actually Dean had been his one true constant for longer than that. Ever since they had met at college, they had been best friends. Ever since they first met Cas had hidden a secret from Dean, but he couldn’t keep more than one, so he had called his best friend as soon as he had left the hospital. Cas hadn’t been able to tell him over the phone. Dean had sounded so happy to hear from him and Cas just couldn’t get out the words.
Actually he had decided not to say anything to him at all on his drive over here, but as soon as he saw Dean, his world collided. All of the things he would never get to experience because he had been too much of coward to tell his best friend how he felt, and now it was too late. He was dying, Dean was happily married, and here he was crying on his doorstep. Cas hated himself, but Dean did what he always did. He pulled him into a bone crushing hug and made the world around them disappear.
Right until her voice sounded and Cas took a step back. Dean never seemed to care how close the two of them were around Lisa, but he also had no idea how Cas felt about him. Cas loved Lisa. She made Dean happy and she had welcomed Cas into her life, much like she had welcomed Sam, Dean’s brother. She was never mad about unexpected visits, or late night phone calls. Actually she called Cas herself more than once, asking him to keep Dean’s company, while she was out of town for work. Lisa was an amazing woman, and the last thing Cas wanted to do was to hurt her, which made him feel even worse about the feelings he harbored for her husband.
“Dean? Is that Cas?” Lisa’s cheerful voice carried from the stairs out into the doorway, but her expression instantly changed as soon as she saw the two men. “Oh my God Cas. Come inside. Are you okay, Angel?”