Being Dean’s Daughter and he meets you when he thought you were dead would include...

At First…

- At first he’s very suspicious, after all he was certain you died as a baby

- He treats you like anyone else until he knows for sure as not to risk becoming too close

- He likes you from the start, your cocky remarks and love for pie, he already knew you were his daughter deep down

- He asks about your Mother, you don’t answer

- Cas is the one to tell Dean you are in fact his daughter

- He doensn’t want you to hunt until he finds out you already know how

- “You hunt?…Of course you do…”

-  “I’m never gonna get used to being called Dad.”

- Well, kid. Welcome to the Bunker. Meet your Uncle Sam and your Uncle Cas.”


- You become closer and closer 

- He’s insanely overprotective over you 

- The older you get, the more he lets you go on hunts- even though you end up saving him and your Uncle Sam a lot

- “Pie?” “Pie sounds good.”

- Dean’s got you back and he’s determined not to let you go

- “Dad?” “No.”

- “Uncle Sammy”

- “Uncle Cas”

- Crowley calls you Rabbit

- You call him “Uncle Crowley” much to his dislike

- You and your Dad both have a rule that you can’t go to bed angry, so you don’t argue often and when you do it gets settled quickly

- When you sleep in the Impala you always sleep on his chest

- Unlike you, Dean never feels the cold so you often take his clothes as extra layers in the winter- mostly the hoodies he doesn’t wear

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Requested by anon:
Being Dean’s daughter, and he meeting you after he thought you died when you were a kid would involve? Please?
Thanks for being like the first person to notice this request haha xD But honestly, thank you for requesting and I hope you like it!

Little Bo Peep

Originally posted by lost-shoe

Pairing: Alpha!Demon!Dean x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Soulless!Sam x Omega!Reader
Word count: 6,251
Warnings: Fear kink, breeding kink, belly bulge kink, bloodplay, breathplay, dun-con connotations, rough sex, hair pulling, spanking, swearing, oral, nsfw gifs
Request: @sofreddie What about demon!Dean when he gets loose in the bunker and he goes after reader and does all of that BECAUSE she comes across like she’s so tough and he’s determined to knock her down a peg?
A/N: This is my first ever attempt at A/B/O! I hope ya’ll enjoy this. I’m really proud<3

Part 1 of Between Two Alphas

You hadn’t understood what was so special about the Winchester brothers. They were hunters, just like you, just like many others. And yet, their names were well known. As far as you knew- it wasn’t even because they were better at the job. In fact, rumor had it that one started the damn apocalypse. Yeah, real winners.

Yet, there you sat. Having a drink with them. Sipping your beer, you never let your guard down. The only reason you accepted their offer to join them was because you’d just finished the hunt they came to town for. You were headed to the bar anyways. Why not go with them? Besides, it couldn’t hurt having two alphas with you. It did keep you a bit safer.

Laughing, you clutched your ribs. Sam was telling you some embarrassing stories about Dean, and it was hysterical. “No!” You managed.

Sam had a big grin on his face. “Oh yes.” He nodded, licking his lips and downing the last of his beer. “I have never, in my life, heard him scream like that.” He watched you, loving how you were when you let go. He got to really see you, and he thought it was a beautiful thing.

Right on cue, Dean walked in, raising an eyebrow at the two of you. “I’m sure I don’t want to ask.” He muttered, plopping down on the couch you were sitting on, his feet going up on the coffee table.

“Probably not, Deann.” You cracked up at his face. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you don’t break a nail on our next hunt. Wouldn’t want you freaking out.” Sam had grabbed another beer from the cooler that was on the floor between you and just taken a sip. “I’m not holding your hand if a cat comes around. They won’t hurt you. Remember that.” You teased, patting his leg as Sam spit out his beer, seeing how angry Dean was getting. You heard a low growl come from Dean and shook your head.

As you listened to Dean give Charlie pointers how to to flirt with the security guard, you bit your lip, trying not to lose it. When he seemed to have a moment, you gave in, your head thrown back in amusement. He stared at you, wide-eyed, wondering what the hell you found so funny.

Finally, you looked up to see his expression and tried to calm your laughter. Only because your ribs were hurting worse the more you laughed. “Care to share with the class, sweetheart?” He snapped.

You chuckled, shrugging. “That all depends…” You mused.


“You feel like sharing with the class why you’re so. Damn. Good. At flirting with men?” You grinned, teasing him. “Or why you look way to into it?”

He rolled his eyes at you. “I’m picturing Scarlett Johansson, not some fat guard up there.”

“Oh, so you’ve put some thought into it…”

Dean growled lightly at you, choosing not to encourage this thought process with you.

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Requests are open! {Pedidos abertos}

· 13 Reasons Why

· Hemlock Grove

· Teen Wolf

· The Originals

· The Vampire Diaries

· Riverdale

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“So when are you going to teach me how to mouth off to Coach?” Y/N asked Leo.
“When you get down the basics,” Leo told them. “Plus, even I don’t want to mouth off to Coach Hedge. That’s like playing with fire. Which I know a lot about.”
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ps i apologize but i love those “___ in spanish” gifs
requests are open

Being Sam’s daughter and he meets you when he thought you were dead would include

At first…

-  You meet whilst on a hunt where you save Dean’s life

- Cas tells you you’re Sam’s daughter

- “I was told my Dad was dead.” “Yeah, I was told my daughter was dead.” 

- It’s difficult to read his expression when you both first find out, he’s very calm about it and asks you a lot of questions

- He wants to know why you’re hunting and where your Mum is

- You’re hesitant to open up, but he manages to get quite a bit of information out of you

- He’s impressed with your Hunting skills from the start

- You show him your Mothers hunting journal which he instantly recognises

- “Well…Y/N, I guess you’re coming home with us.”


- “No Y/N you’re not hunting.” “Watch me.”

- “Uncle De”

- “Uncle Cas”

- Crowley calls you Mouse

- You call him “Uncle Crowley” and he pretends not to hear

- You out-sass Uncle Dean a lot 

- He never stops getting more and more proud of you

- Uncle Dean calls you “Kid” and “Kiddo” 

- Sam’s incredibly protective over you

- “Where’s Y/N?” “Right here, Dad. Right here.”

- Moose hugs

- He teaches you the research side of the Hunting life as you only really know about the fieldwork

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Requested by @20secspnfam4


Is a headcannon the same as would includes? Anyway, can I please get one like the one where it was the reader’s Dean’s kid, but he thought you died at birth or something. So can I have something like that one, but being Sam’s daughter instead of Dean’s? If that makes sense.

Ye they’re the same thing I just put both as people give them different names :P. And that made total sense dw, ty for requesting! (Hope this is what you meant haha)

Property of John Winchester

Pairing: JohnxReader
Word count: 2,112
Warnings: Smut, Daddy!kink, spanking, jealousy, anal, oral, NSFW gifs
Request: Anonymous. Can I please, when you get the time, get some just really good, rough, dirty John smut. I’ve been watching a lot of JDM movies and shows and just ugh. Like throw in any kinks you want, I just need some john or jeffrey whichever you prefer.
Challenge entry: @roxy-davenport ’s SPNHalloweenWritingChallenge

John Winchester was the only man you ever had eyes for. At first, he was a bit hesitant because of the age difference, but that was soon pushed aside. You worked for him and Mary when you were a teenager. You had babysat the boys from the time you were 14, until you were 17. You were 5 years older than Dean, so John lumped you in now as being ‘Dean’s age’.

At 25, you’d finally landed your man. After ten years of crushing on him, at that. As a teenager, you never thought it would happen. He was older, and married. As you got older, your mind would run away from you, of course, but again- same issues. The summer after your sophomore year of college, you’d come home to find out that Mary had been killed in a drunk driving accident. You felt terrible, as she was such a nice person, always smiling, and you weren’t there to help the boys through it.

Now, you woke up in his arms every morning. You loved how his scruff felt between your thighs, the way his strong hands gripped your hips, how his deep voice would whisper dirty things in your ear when you couldn’t fuck him, and the way he looked at you like you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

He told you early in he didn’t want anymore kids. That stage of life was over. You had no problems with that, as you had no desire for children, either. “Morning, gorgeous.” His voice was still heavy from sleep.

Smiling, you stretched slightly, your ass rubbing against his morning wood. “How about we make it a good morning?” You teased.

“You mean like this?” His large, warm hand slid down your stomach, his middle finger slipping into your folds. “So wet for me.” He groaned. Taking his hand, he cupped your inner thigh, opening your legs. John rolled his hips, his cock slipping through your slit. Finally, he thrust into you.

Your arm went behind you, your hand gripping the short hairs on the back of his head as he lazily rolled his hips. Morning sex was the only time it wasn’t about making each other cum. Your focus was each other. Being one. His lips brushed the back of your neck and over your shoulder. “John.” You breathed, your tone full of love. Turning your head, your lips met his.

He broke the kiss to watch your face as the bliss took over. Your eyes closed, your lips parted slightly as you panted, a small whimper escaping now and then. “Mine.” He groaned, his own eyes closing.

“Yours.” You nodded.

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(Sam’s pov)

I sit back in my chair, lightly tapping my chin in thought as my eyes ran over the article I had pulled up on my laptop. We were struggling to find anything that lead to an actual case. I’d been scrolling through what seemed to be an endless collection of this weeks newspapers. 
Dean had gone out to collect supplies and it was up to me and Y/N to find a case. Only, I was getting worried about my girl. She was getting worse. 
I knew she was strong and she had a good way of acting as though everything was fine. But I can tell when it’s bad. And it was currently bad.
It was now 11am and I hadn’t heard her moving around yet.

Concerned, I close the laptop and head towards her room. I knock and wait. No one answered, I didn’t get her usual mumble and something told me she wasn’t wearing headphones. 
“Y/N?” I spoke softly, turning the doorknob.
As the door creaked open my eyes fell upon her. She was slumped against the wall, head in her hands as she cradles herself. She didn’t bother looking up.
“Y/N…” My heart broke to see my baby girl like this. She was so so strong and brave. Why couldn’t she see this?

I rush over to her and sit down next to her. She looks up, her eyes tired and on the verge of tears. “Dad.” She whispers, her voice breaking.
“Hey sweetheart.” I manage.
“It’s getting bad again.” She said, looking up at me. Her expression was lost and vulnerable. I felt an ache as I tried to understand what she was going through.

 “Come here.” I whisper softly, cradling her in my arms. Y/N leaned into my embrace, closing her eyes and holding onto me like I was her life source. I held my arms wrapped around her as I brought her into my chest.
I remember finding out when I had a daughter. I was so scared I’d be an awful father and scared she wouldn’t like me. I had no idea how to be a parent. But Y/N is the best gift I ever had. She’s everything she thinks she isn’t. 

“It’s okay, I’ve got you sweetheart.” I assure her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and tightening my grip around her. She sniffed, her body shaking slightly from her silent tears.
“I love you…so much.” I smile sadly through my own tears, my hand gently stroking her hair. The hunt could wait, because right now my daughter needed me. 

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Requested by anon

sam’s sucidal daughter, maybe? Something i coulf really use right now 🌈 *runs off to reread your imagines to cheer myself up* thanks 🌈
Aww thank you, boo ^^
Sorry this took a while, but I hope you’re doing okay, love xxx If you ever want to talk to me, anon or not, I’m always here for you <3

Love me harder. | Thomas Brodie- Sangster Imagine

Y/n P.O.V

Sighing, you rested your chin against your clenched fist and stared into the distance. You couldn’t hide your feelings anymore. No one knew about your stupid secret and you just wanted to blurt it out to anyone and everyone. Just keeping it locked away frustrates the living daylights, especially when it’s extremely worse than a crush. Even you couldn’t deny these feelings that you were in love wi-

“Hey Y/n! What’s with the long face?” Your thoughts were interrupted by your best friend, who looked at you with a confused expression. His dirty blonde hair dishevelled by the wind, with his cheeks rosy and flustered from the cool summer breeze. You then gazed down to his outfit and you swear you felt yourself drool as he wore a navy suit, hugging his body slightly.


“I- uh- I’m fine Thomas, why wouldn’t I be?” You stuttered, looking anywhere but him, trying your best to avoid eyeing your best friend again.

Thomas took a seat next to you on the wooden bench in his back garden, and wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “Well, can’t have my best friend sad for the party tonight, can we?” He replied, chuckling and you couldn’t help but laugh with him. “Do you have a dress for tonight?”

You nodded and looked up at him who gave you a smug grin. “Well, do I not get any details or are you going to leave me hanging?” He teased.

Letting out a gasp, you nudged his shoulder slightly and muttered, “Idiot.”

“Well, I take that I will see you tonight, Y/n.” He said, placing a light kiss to the side of your head and stalking off back to his house, leaving you dazed and flustered.

Yes, you were definitely without a doubt in love with Thomas Brodie-Sangster.

“Thank you ever so much Bruno.” You said to your driver, who grinned at you through the review mirror.

“No problem Y/n and you look absolutely stunning as always.” He replied, smiling. You quickly thanked him before exiting the car and gazing up at the building, which was all glammed up with red carpets, fancy decorations and paparazzi. Tucking a loose curl behind your ear, you hiked up your dress slightly as you made your way up the steps.

As you entered the building, you couldn’t help but gasp. Extravagant chandeliers, giant staircases, rows of tables and a fancy dance floor.

Thomas really did well this time, you thought.

Speaking of the devil, you spotted your best friend making his way over towards you almost tauntingly as he wore a light smirk. He looked dashing, with his grey suit and his hair sleek but messy. Thomas’ eyes trained to your long, red silk dress which hugged your curves tightly and flowed straight to the floor. With his stare heating you up, you shuffled slightly in your heels.

“You look beautiful, Y/n.” Thomas finally said, giving you a hug.

“Thank you, you don’t look bad yourself Sangster.” You replied, smiling.

He released you and led you down the stair case and introduced you to his friends. Thomas suddenly leaned down and you felt his warm breath fanning the side of your face, almost making your heart leap out of chest. “Save me a dance later?” He whispered.

Of course.”

The party was going on full blast downstairs but you stood alone on the balcony and stared into the night sky. The nights breeze kissed your skin letting the goosebumps rise and making you shiver slightly.

“Y/n, my dear what are you doing up here?” A voice startled you making you turn around, seeing Thomas’ mother eyeing you curiously.

“I decided that i needed a little fresh air.” You replied, with a smile as she stood next you.

“Well Y/n, I never got to thank you.” Thomas’ mother began but you looked at her with furrowed brows.

For what?

“For taming my little boy.” She answered, chuckling. “You see, I’ve never seen him look at a lady the way he looks at you. And even if you can’t see it, He’s in love with you Y/n and i know that you’re good for him.”

You stared at her, shocked.

Thomas is in love with me?

You quickly shook your head, “It can’t be true, surely it cant.”

She gave you a small smile and placed a hand on your shoulder, “I see that you’re in love with him too.” She whispered, as if i was the only one who was supposed to hear it and with that, she trotted back inside the house leaving my emotions completely messed up.

With you trying to catch your breath as if you’ve ran a marathon, you held the railings tightly and closed your eyes, until a voice one again interrupted your thoughts.


You swiftly turned around to see Thomas, looking at you but strangely with a faraway look in his dark orbs. He slid his hands into his pockets, making his way over to you whilst looking into the darkness with only the moon as the source of light. “It’s beautiful isn’t it?”

You nodded, feeling your cheeks flare up by his close proximity. “It is.”

Thomas then let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his hair and gazed down at you. “Look about what my Mother said-”

You let out a cough and stared up at him with wide eyes, “You heard?”

He nodded, “Everything.” He paused before capturing his bottom lip with his front teeth. “You see Y/n. What my Mum said- i-it’s not true. I’m not in love with you.”

Your heart sunk and you teared your eyes away from him. Tears threatened to spill but you began to blink rapidly, trying your best to stop them. Thomas then wrapped his hand around your wrist and hauled you away from the edge of the balcony. You gave him a questionable look.

“I don’t want the paps to see us together because you’re an ordinary girl and I’m a-”

“A celebrity, i get it. You’re embarrassed to be seen with me.” You interrupted, gulping, feeling your heart being torn open by his words.

Thomas cleared his throat, “Well, I’ll be downstairs if you need me. Will you stay for my speech later on?” He asked, and you could feel his gaze on you but you continued to stare into the distance.

Of course I will.” You replied, giving him a quick look.

“Great! See you in a bit.” And with that he left you alone.Completely oblivious to what he has done to you. He broke you and he didn’t even notice.

Biting your trembling lip, you rubbed your arm as you thought back at what he said.

I’m not in love with you.

Not being able to take it anymore, you allowed the warm tears to roll down your cheeks as you sniffed quietly to yourself. He doesn’t love you, never have and never will. Why would he anyways? He even said you were too normal for him, you thought.

Wiping your tears, you began to make your way down the stairs with Thomas saying his special speech with everyone laughing at his jokes. Quickly and quietly, you headed straight towards the front door and whilst giving one last look back, you noticed Thomas’ frown as he watched you.

“Y/n, is everything alright?” Bruno asked, concern written all over his face.

You shook your head as you entered the car. “No Bruno, everything is not alright.”


So if you want a part two then let me know! 

I’m still writing your requests guys but please state whether you want a gif imagine or a long one and who it is about!

And oh my goodness, i am like five away from 2k! How the hell did this happen? Like seriously thats a lot of you guys following me and i am so grateful! 

So week 1 of exams over! I am exhausted but writing is keeping me awake.

Thanks a bunch guys!

Lots of love,

Yves x

-Thomas Brodie-Sangster

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