how can i tell you sam and dean

Writing is Hard, Part 5: Headcanons

Summary: Dean shows the reader that there’s truth to a famous headcanon.

Read Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Warning: Smut

Word Count: 3000ish

A/N: This is all written with love for fan fic. I’m teasing, not putting it down in any way. Hope you enjoy! (Sorry, tag list is closed!) XOXO


“Reading anything good?” Dean asks.

Sam’s inside the gas station, picking up some snacks instead of listening to this conversation, so your face doesn’t feel the need to flush with embarrassment. Dean already knows exactly what you’re reading.

“I guess,” you tell him. No need to feed his ego by telling him how hot the story is.

“What is it?”

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• Talking about a future together

• Him trying to always make you smile

• Him trying to get you to eat healthy (which never happens)

• Both constantly worrying about each other

• Shower Sex

• Rough but Sweet Sex

• Having each other’s back

• Staying up late at night researching with him

• Always making him smile

• Him making you breakfast in the morning

• Him opening up to you about Jess

• Telling him it wasn’t his fault

• Being supportive of his decisions

• Always finding a way to get him back if he died

• You promised him to never sell your soul EVER

• Dean being wary of you at first but liking you as you make Sam happy

• Hunting with The Winchesters

• Telling each other how your day went (after sex)

• Him being a big teddy that you always hug

• “Can I braid your hair?”

• Helping Soulless!Sam

• Being a best friend to Dean

• Both Winchesters risking their lives to save you

If you have any requests for “dating _____ would include” send them in 😊

A Lost Bet

Requested By: @bkwrm523

Drabble Prompts: “Wait a second, are you jealous?” AND “Come over here and make me.”

Pairing: Cas x reader

A/N: nsfw warning *dryyyyy humpppiiinngg*. most of it under the cut bc I don’t know how to keep things short apparently hahah.

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“I’m telling you, Y/N, Cas likes you,” Dean said, tossing back another shot at the booth you, him and Sam were sitting in.

“Yeah right,” you rolled your eyes, taking your shot. “He can barely look me in the eye.”

“It’s cause you make him nervous,” Sam smirked.

You furrowed your brow, and Dean cut you off before you could say anything. “Seriously. But if you walked over and talked to one of those guys at the bar, I guarantee he’d suddenly appear and rip the guy a new one.”

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Shouldn’t 9

Characters:  Dean, Sam, Reader, Cas

Summary:  Dean acted on his feelings even though he shouldn’t have.  Then he left her.  She’s now in a coma.  Can she be saved?

Word Count:  1595

Warnings: Angst, Language

Tags are at the bottom.  As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.

Originally posted by ehghtyseven

Shouldn’t 9

Dean looks at Sam, hopeful. Cas looks concerned, uncertain what Sam is proposing. Sam holds his hands up in warning. “Don’t - don’t get your hopes up, it’s just an idea, and I don’t know if it’ll work.”

“Sam, you’re killing me, just tell me.Whatever it is,” Dean begs.

“African Dream Root,” Sam explains. “Look, at least, maybe you could talk to her, let her know how you feel, make things right. I don’t know if you can bring her back, or even find her in there…”

“I’ll do it,” Dean say, a determined glint in his eyes.

“Dean,” Cas warns. “We don’t know what he did to her. She may not even be in there, not really.”

“I don’t fucking care. I have to try,” he says. “Or I can’t live with myself,” he adds quietly.

Sam nods, understanding that his brother needs to do this. “Okay, let me get together the ingredients. Just hang tight, okay?”

“Yeah, okay. Thanks, Sammy,” Dean replies.

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You’re No Brother Of Mine.

Yeah. Yeah, that’s probably a good idea. Sorry. Anon requested- Hey! I was wondering if you could write an imagine with this scenario, when Dean went to hell Sam went nuts ofc so he dropped their little sister (15/16 yo) in Bobby’s place and when Dean gets back he is pissed w Sam for what he did to you. You are also pissed and very upset w him, so one day he asks you what’s the matter and you explode and tell him how painful it was to be left by him and everything. I know it’s very specific but I would rlly aprecciate if you do it, can you also put fluffy?

Warnings- swearing, mentions of depression, also Sam’s kinda a dick for the first couple of paragraphs but he was high on the demon blood so that explains it.

A/N- I’ve kind of been stuck in a slump for the past week, so writing has been difficult for me but i’m feeling a bit better so i’m ready to write again!

FLASHBACKS IN ITALICS


Four months, it had been four months since Dean died, four months since Sam left you. You still didn’t understand why he left, at first you didn’t mind, you knew he needed his space after all he did witness his brother getting torn to shreds by a Hell hound. 

After a week of you staying at Bobby’s you became curious, you had rung and texted Sam numerous times but he never answered, your phone would always go to voice mail or it would just ring non-stop. After a month of silence you decided to try and track him, you tried to keep it a secret from Bobby, he thought you and Sam talked everyday, that’s what you told him. 

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“I miss you.” 

“I miss you, too.” 

“You think it’s going to be much longer?” you sighed, holding your phone with one hand and a fork in the other. “You said you might be here today. You know I could help. It’s just a couple states away.”

“Sam and I are getting pretty close, sweetheart,” Dean said. “Plus, you’ve got a broken leg, how would you drive?”

“I’d figure something out.”

“I’m sure you would,” Dean laughed, “but I’d rather not risk that. Seriously, though, I love you, Y/N. I’m sorry I couldn’t call earlier to tell you I wouldn’t be there.”

“Don’t worry about it, I didn’t really do anything special just in case. We can do that later. And I love you, too,” you smiled. “Alright, I’m distracting you enough. Go save some lives, hon. And happy Valentine’s Day!” 

“Happy Valentine’s Day, baby. I’ll talk to you as soon as I can.” 

“Stay safe,” you said, ending the call. “Well, it looks like we’re having dinner together, Roxy. This steak is too good to reheat it later.” 

A furball of hair happily trotted toward you, tail wagging behind her. You blew on the candles you’d lit up earlier and reached over for the plate that was supposed to be Dean’s, setting it down on the floor carefully. 

“Just don’t make sure you don’t break the plate, it’s Dean’s favorite set and he wouldn’t be happy with it uncomplete. Also, he technically doesn’t know about you yet.”

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12x12 | Stuck in the Middle (With You)

SAMUEL
You’re gonna kill a demon? How?

DEAN
There’s a hunter named Daniel Elkins. He lives in Colorado, he has Colt’s gun. The Colt.

SAMUEL
Yeah, I heard about the Colt, used to tell it to Mary as a bedtime story.

DEAN
Well, it’s real.

(4x03 In the Beginning)

Has Davy Perez even watched a single episode of SPN?

Samuel didn’t know the Colt existed. He merely heard the legends about it, “this gun can kill anything”, like John tells Sam and Dean in Dead Man’s Blood. Only Lucifer seems to have been aware that there were five things the Colt couldn’t kill. It seems impossible that Samuel would have known and passed this piece of information on to Mary. Incidentally, Mary wasn’t present during the above mentioned conversation in In the Beginning. Even if she remembers Dean pointing a gun at the demon, it seems highly unlikely that she knew it was the Colt. So Mary ought to be speechless at the discovery that the Colt is real. She certainly shouldn’t be so matter-of-fact about it.

Usually, I’d ignore this kind of thing, but it bugs me because it’s one of the countless things Davy Perez got wrong in this episode. (Such as: Ignoring the fact that it was heavily hinted at in Sin City that Azazel was the only demon with yellow eyes and that it would have made much more sense for Ramiel to have white eyes like Lilith and Alastair; erasing the existence of Alastair and the Knights of Hell; not mentioning the connection between Dean and Michael; retconning Crowley’s career in Hell as a coincidence; twisting the events of S5 and S11 regarding Lucifer and the Darkness;…)

This happened right after the 12x05 credits and no one can tell me otherwise
  • *Dean calls Cas*
  • Dean: Heya Cas, how are you doing?
  • Cas: I'm fine, Dean. I-
  • Dean: Guess what I did today?
  • Cas: What-
  • Dean: I KILLED HITLER.
  • Cas: ...
  • Cas: Hitler died 71 years ago, Dean.
  • Dean: YEAH BUT HE HAD A WHORE CRUTCH OR SOMETHING.
  • Sam: "Horcrux," Dean.
  • Dean: WHATEVER. I KILLED HITLER.
  • Cas: ...
  • Cas: I'm not sure that I understand, but I'm...glad you killed Hitler.
  • Dean: Say it. I'm awesome. Go ahead, I already know.
  • Cas: ...
  • Cas: Is this the sole purpose of your phone call?
  • Dean: ...Pretty much.
  • Cas: Okay. You're...awesome.
  • Dean: Hell yeah I am.
  • Sam: You're an idiot.
  • Dean: Show some respect. I killed Hitler today. You're welcome.
  • Cas: If that's all, I'll be going now.
  • Dean: You remember to call when you have Lucifer cornered. I do have prior experience in putting down notorious psychopaths.
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Character/pairing: Lucifer 
Book/song line: “I’ll give you one more night. We’ll give you one more fight.”

Submitted by: anonymous

“Oh for Christ’s sake…” Dean looked down at the number ringing on his cell phone. 

“ ‘1-800-555-5824.’ Who is that?” Sam asked.

“That’s 1-800-555-LUCI,” Dean growled. He begrudgingly answered the call. “What?” he snapped.

“Ohhh! Not very nice! How are you, Dean? How’s the weather? How’s little Sammy doin’? Oh, I do miss running around in that boy’s head. Mm-mm! Good times.”

“Get to the point. I’m in no mood to deal with any of your bullshit.”

“Right down to business, then. I respect that. Not how I choose to work but I can respect that. Look–I was just calling to tell you that Y/N… Well… I’m getting ahead of myself. There’s a new Y/N and she’s going to be batting for me on this one, okay chief? No hard feelings. I know I poached a major player from you and that hurts but hey–all is fair in love and war.”

“What the hell did you do? Lucifer, I swear to Zeus and all his asshole Roman friends–”

“Zeus was Greek, Dean,” Sam whispered.

“–NOT NOW, SAM! I swear to whatever fucking God matters that if you touch Y/N–”

“Oh, Dean. We both know you’re more bark than bite. And anyway, it was her choice. But I’m not calling about that exactly… I’m calling to tell you that you have one more night to prepare yourself.”

“For what, douchebag?” Dean scowled wondering what exactly was in store for him and Sam and the world at large. 

“One more fight. For all the marbles–heaven, hell, and your earthly realm. So get your ducks in a row, boys.” Lucifer hung up and the line went dead leaving Dean’s head reeling.

“Lucifer has Y/N, Sam! He’s got Y/N and I think he’s turned her into a demon.”

“What?! What the hell?” 

“Oh, it gets better! Apparently the final showdown is tomorrow. He said he’s giving us one more night to prepare before shit hits the fan and–” Dean suddenly stopped abruptly.

“Dean? …Dean? What is it?” Sam wasn’t sure what news could be worse.

“Holy shit.” He had to sit down hard on the nearest chair. “Ho-ly shit.”

“What?!” Sam demanded.

“He said ‘all is fair in love and war.’”

“So?” Sam prodded, not following.

“He said it when he was talking about Y/N… Love and war? LOVE and war?! Lucifer is in love with Y/N.” 

Now Sam sat down hard, too. 

Fuck.”

A Supernatural Preference- How your brothers Sam and Dean find out you're dating

A/N: I’ve done something like this before but I can’t help it I just love the whole idea.

Lucifer

Lucifer being the idiot with an I-don’t-give-a-fuck attitude just told them straight out while they had to talk one day.
“So boys I’m taking it you summoned me to talk about this whole darkness situation.” He says looking over to your brothers.
“No we asked you here to tell us what you’ve been up to.” Dean responds sarcastically. 
“Oh you know, raising hell, dating your sister, the usual.” Lucifer tells them in casual tone.

Crowley

Crowley and your relationship got found out because you’re an idiot who doesn’t read the name you’re about to send a photo to.
You pressed send as you sent the photo of you and your boyfriend Crowley to said boyfriend, except it wasn’t him, you read the name as you saw it was sent to ‘Big Bro Sammy’, oh shit.

Samandriel

Samandriel is just so adorable and I don’t think anyone could take their eyes off him and that was how Sam and Dean found out, because you couldn’t keep your eyes off the cute little thing.
Sam and Dean had taken Samandriel to the park because Cas insisted on helping his little brothers mental health. 
You look over to him with the softest sweetest eyes and anyone could see that the love was basically pouring out of you like honey. He looked over to you and gave you as smile and a wave and you waved back with a smile just as sweet. You didn’t think of the consequence of doing something so harmless until your brothers gave you a look that told you, you were busted.

Cas

Cas and you get caught in the shower of a hotel room you and your brother were staying at.
“Oooohh Caasss.” Your brothers heard you moan as they walked into your room to get you.
Both their eyes went wide as they knew what was happening, all of a sudden they knock on the door and your doofus of a boyfriend opens the door with an almost apologetic smile.

anonymous asked:

can we talk about how dean said being in that cell, he had /nothing/ and he desperately wanted to get out. so is he saying he has something for himself now. like cas? (of course sam and mary too) but u know.. he has cas' number memorized. he didnt want to tell cas what he was gonna do with billie (maybe to spare him the pain) and idk why i liked when he got off the phone w/ cas and sam asks "you didnt tell him?" like he expected dean to

My Best Friend’s Brother Part 7

Title: My Best Friend’s Brother

Summary: Back in college you and Sam Winchester were the best of friends, you had even introduced him to Jess and became the official third wheel, the three of you were inseparable until Jess’s death and then your best friend just disappeared from your life. A few years later living in New York City you run into your ex best friend and piece some things together about his mysterious life. You and Dean grow close, he becomes your best friend too, but can you keep your feeling platonic and brotherly like they are with Sam?

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader, Sam x Reader (Best friends)

Warnings: language, smut

A/N:  Again just thank you to everyone who is liking these and giving feedback, I love yall and it means so much to me that you take the time to read these and tell me how much you liked them, thank youuu <3 sorry this part is a little short but part 8 is already halfway done and you can expect it tomorrow ;)

“Guys??” Sam yelled out, the two of you froze looking at each other trying to figure out what to do.

“Ok uhhh you stay in the shower I got this” Dean said scrambling out of the shower, “Uhh yeah Sammy just a sec I’m on the john” Dean quickly dried off and put his clothes back on. He flushed the toilet for effect and then walked out of the bathroom.

“Where’s Y/N?” Sam questioned

“Oh she’s in the shower, I drank a bunch of water and couldn’t hold it so she let me in to go to the bathroom.” Dean explained praying that Sam would accept that.

Sam looked at his brother with a questioning look but decided not to push, “Alright well me and Cas think that this ghost is a girl named Taylor Smith…” Sam rambled on about the case and you were able to get out of the shower and get dressed. You took a quick look at yourself in the mirror and then exit the bathroom.

“Hey Sammy so what’s the plan?”

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The case was easy enough, you burned the bones, there were a few issues leading up to it, but now you were done and walking back into the motel room.

“So.. tired… need bed…” you mumbled walking into the room, the boys following closely behind. You peeled your t-shirt off, pretending you didn’t notice Dean staring, and put on one his flannels that came down to your mid thighs and you removed your jeans and falling into bed.

“Let’s get some good sleep and then we’ll head back to the bunker in the morning” Sam said as he crawled into his bed.

“Mmhmm sounds good Sammy” you mumbled already feeling sleep take over. A few minutes later you feel a strong arm wrap around you and pull you close. You turn in Dean’s arms to face him.

“Hey there sweetheart” he whispered resting his hand on your hip and thumbing at the lace material of your underwear. You heard Sam snoring in his bed so you placed your hands on Dean’s chest and leaned your head up planting a kiss on him. He returned the kiss and then placed kisses on your nose, forehead, and cheeks. You giggled and lifted your hand to stroke his face. You felt something you hadn’t felt in a long time in that moment. You felt so at peace, safe, and unbelievably happy. The two of you stayed like that for a few minutes looking into each other’s eyes his hands rubbing your side while you held his face. Dean leaned in for another kiss but this time it was different. It was like the shower kiss, hot and needy. You reached your arms out putting them around his neck to pull him closer and he used his hand to push you on your back and laid himself on top of you, using his forearms to hold himself up enough so he wasn’t crushing you but still allowing every inch of his body to be in contact with yours. His other hand reached down to your hip and trailed to your thigh where he pulled your legs to wrap around his body. You dug your heels into his lower back to pull him flush against you could feel his erection pushing at your center through the layers of fabric pulling a moan from you. This caused Dean to let out his own moan and then trail kisses and bites down your neck.

“Baby girl we should stop, as fun as this is, if we keep going I won’t be able to hold back anymore and I definitely don’t want our first time to be quiet and five feet from my little brother” he whispered laughing a bit and you giggled nodding.

“Would you at least keep kissing me for a little bit, nothing sexual, I just like your kisses” you whispered back giving him your best puppy eyes.

“Your worse than Sammy with those eyes, and sweetheart everything about you is sexual…” he moaned dipping his head back down to sucking another love mark on your neck, “but you know I can’t say no to you, we can make out like teenagers for a little bit but then we gotta sleep, Sam will notice if we’re both exhausted tomorrow” Dean said rolling the two of you to your original position facing each other. The two of you shared kisses and whispered talking about everything sharing quiet giggles until you fell asleep spooning with interlocking hands.

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The drive home was pretty uneventful, you and Dean shared looks and touches whenever you could but Sammy was awake and talking pretty much the whole way home. Not that you minded though the three of you laughed and debated music, tv shows, and movies all the way back to bunker, you couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have this little family. Growing up in the foster system you never thought you’d have something like this. You thought Sam and Jess would be the closest you ever got to a family, but this, this was a real family, it might be strange and unconventional but it’s the kind of love and kindness you’d craved your whole life. When you got back to the bunker Sam and Dean went into the kitchen to start dinner you went to change and then made your way to the kitchen. Sam and Dean were listening to music and laughing while prepping the food and you just stopped in the door way watching thinking once again how lucky you are. Dean turned around and made eye contact with you the smile he gave you was blinding, “Come sit and talk to us princess, me and Sammy will handle all the cooking we just want your company” he said leading you to a chair. You giggled and smiled back at him taking a seat and you chatted and watched them cook for a bit.

“Everything ok Y/N? You keep giving us this weird dreamy look” Sam said while chopping some vegetables. You felt yourself blush not realizing you’d been so obvious.

“Umm ya I’m fine, I just… I don’t think you boys realize how much you’ve given me” the boys both stopped and looked at you and you continued, “all I ever wanted was a family, I grew up in the system, was in and out of homes my whole life and all I craved was some sort of family love and bond. Our little family might not be normal, all three of us, well four including Cas, are pretty messed up, but I wouldn’t change a thing. I just really love you boys” you said feeling yourself getting emotional you looked down, feeling the need to hide from being so vulnerable but you felt arms wrap you in a big hug.

You looked up to see Dean, his eyes watering, “baby girl we love you too and we love this fucked up family too” you laughed tears escaping and Sam walked over to hug you too.

“I’m sorry guys I didn’t mean to get so mushy out of nowhere it just was on my mind” the boys both smiled at you and Sam squeezed your hand getting back to the food. Dean gave you another hug and you thought he was going to walk away but he turned back to you and grabbed your hand, “You don’t talk about how you grew up much, I just know a few stories here and there but really all I know about you is from college or me knowing you” he questioned.

“I don’t really like talking about it, a lot of bad people run those homes and it was a hard way to grow up, a lot of things happened to me that I’m just not ready to share yet” you looked up at his face and saw the love in his eyes.

“When you are ready to talk about any of that I’m here for you.” And with that he turned back to dinner.

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You and the boys shared a great meal talking and laughing till you decided to do a movie night. You went to shower and put pjs on and then made your way to Dean’s room to watch the movie. You walked in to see him lying on his bed in nothing but some thin gray sweatpants, his bare chest glistening from the shower he just took.

“umm where’s Sammy” you asked trying not to stare to much but you could see his smirk he knew what he was doing to you.

“Sam decided to go to bed so looks like it’s just me and you tonight” his eyes gave you a playful look and you felt your stomach flip. You turned and shut his bedroom door and then crawled into the bed with him your heart about to beat out of your chest.

Dean could tell you were nervous and he pulled you onto his lap and wrapped his arms around, “Baby we don’t have to do anything tonight, we can watch a movie and kiss and cuddle, I will be perfectly happy with that. I know we’ve built up all this sexual tension but I don’t mind waiting a bit if you need to” he said pushing your hair off your shoulders and placing a hand to your neck and rubbing his thumb across your cheek. He was so damn sweet.

“Thank you Dean, I don’t want to wait long, I’m just nervous, it’s been a really long time since I’ve been with anyone, and frankly I’ve only been with one person and I’m already self-conscious as it is and this gorgeous man who’s had a lot of sex and that I can’t believe would want me…”

Dean gripped your face in his hands and looked you in your eyes, “Y/N I don’t care if you’ve been with 1 or 100 people, it doesn’t change how badly I want you, and we will figure out together how to make the other feel good “he smirked at that and then continued “I know you’re self-conscious and me saying this won’t change that but baby girl you have no reason to be you are beautiful, you’ve got these gorgeous y/e/c eyes, a blinding smile, you’ve legs that could kill, baby those thighs of yours are delicious and I just want to bury my face down there and never come back up, “you giggled turning red, “you’ve got these hips that just feel perfect gripped in my hands. And don’t even get my started on those breasts of yours, you drive me crazy, everything about you, physical and just you as a person, is beautiful, but also honey I’ve wanted to fuck you since the moment I laid eyes on you. The first glimpse I got of you was from behind and oh my god that ass,” he said gripping your ass tightly” that is an ass to sink my teeth into” you blushing profusely at all these words but couldn’t help the smile that was spread across your face. “I will wait for you as long as you want, but baby don’t doubt how sexy you are and just how badly I want you” you could explode from happiness at his words. Your insanely hot and sweet best friend wanted you. Finally feeling your walls coming down and feeling brave you went to straddle him like you had the other day. This time taking his face in your hands and pressing a kiss to his lips. It was sweet and full of emotion and Dean wrapped his arms around you holding him to you, but then you felt that sudden need, the need to have him fill you, the need to feel his body naked against yours, so you deepened the kiss and rolled your hips pulling a groan from him, with that you snuck your tongue into his mouth after gently biting his bottom lip. He gripped you tighter pulling you down to him and the two of you moaned and kiss holding each other as tight as you could. With your hips rolling you could feel his length hardened beneath you, he felt huge and you felt your nervousness pang at little at the thought of how that would fit in you but you pushed that thought away and moved your lips to his throat biting and sucking pulling sensual moans from his mouth. He gripped you tightly and flipped you over onto your back and resumed the position you had been in the other night but this time not holding back from rubbing up against you, giving you the friction you craved. He moved his mouth down to your neck and while kissing you started to unbutton your (his) shirt and slowly moved his hand into your shirt. You gasped as his fingers tweaked your nipples sending a warm sensation straight to your core.

“Deannn” you moaned out, he moved his mouth back to your lips and removed your shirt as he kissed you. You reached down to pull your panties off but Dean’s hand stopped you.

“Are you sure? I meant it when I said we could wait” His eyes searching yours.

“Dean I want you make me yours” you said completely sure of yourself. You wanted this, you wanted him.

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Decisions, Decisions

Summary: You are hurt on a hunt and wake up at the hospital. While there, your best friend Benny and your ex, Sam, tell you how they feel about you. 

This is for @bloodysideofhell‘s drabble request for the Tumblr Awards

Characters: Reader, Sam, Benny

Pairings: ???? X Reader

Word Count: 1300

Warnings:  Language, angst

A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading.

Tags are at the bottom. If you would like to be put on my Forever Fic Tag List, please let me know! (Also, I know this isn’t a Dean fic so I apologize for tagging anyone who didn’t want tagged)

Originally posted by chaos-and-the-calm67

Originally posted by yaelstiel


Beep. Beep. Beep.

The smell of bleach, that unique sanitary hospital smell fills your nose. You can feel something foreign in your throat, somewhere in your mind you know it’s a tube. But that small realization takes too much effort and you slip back into unconsciousness.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Fuck it felt like you had been hit by a train. Everything hurt, every damn muscle. Your throat is raw, the tube gone. How long had it been?

It’s hard to open your eyes, it takes everything you have and your lids barely even flutter.

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How to casually start a conversation with a really hot stranger
  1. Walk towards them excitedly and lightly punch their shoulder
  2. Say “Oh my god heyyyyy! Can’t believe it’s you! I haven’t seen you in a while!”
  3. They will respond by saying “Uh…sorry do I know you?”
  4. You have to pretend to be shocked and confused upon hearing those words.
  5. Suddenly say “OH SHIT! FUCK, WHAT YEAR IS THIS?!”
  6. They will respond by telling you the current year.
  7. Slowly back away and say “Oh crap I’m too early. We haven’t met yet. Ugh, forget this ever happened. Hello stranger. You don’t know me. Bye stranger”
  8. Take pleasure in their confusion and proceed to do your little cute laugh when they come up to you and ask “this is a joke right”
  9. Casually sacrifice them to Satan if they don’t find you funny
A Baby?

Dean x Reader

Warnings: Pregnant reader, little bit of self hate

Word Count: 1,077

Request:Hello, I love your writing! I waswondering if you could do a deanxreader where they have been together for two years and the reader finds out she’s pregnant. She doesn’t know how to tell Dean so she asks Sam, who’s like her best friend, for advice. You can decide how Dean finds out! Lots of fluffiness and… If you don’t mind, maybe a little smut at the end? If you don’t do smut that’s fine, I love your writing either way.

A/N: Okay so considering this is my first time ever doing this, I just wanna say thanks for the request and I loved writing it! It always fun to write fluffy stuff :) and yes I know that there is no smut in here but I don’t really feel comfortable writing that kind of stuff yet, just give me some time and I just might surprise you… okay anyways I hope it’s what you wanted! Enjoy!! (Request box is always open)

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Better off Dead

Request- Can I request a one shot based off the song Better Off Dead by Sleeping With Sirens (song about the reader and how she feels about herself) and ends with Dean telling her how important and beautiful and amazing she is and he tells her he loves her???

A/N- I really hope you like this one everyone! This one was both easy and hard to write for many reasons. The song is pretty cool too. I hadn’t heard it before and the beat to it is so good! lol Tell me what you think! x)

Dean x Reader

Word Count- 1117

Warning- anxiety, self doubt

She says she wants to end it all when she’s all alone in her room
She cries
The way she feels inside is too much for her
When all you got is these four walls
It’s not that hard to feel so small
Or even exist at all
How come no one heard her when she said

You were in your room in the dead of night, crying yourself to sleep.

You had been thinking about your life, but your mind loves to remind you that you were so miniscule compared to everything and everyone else in the world. It didn’t help that you were a hunter that accompanied the famous Dean and Sam Winchester. They were widely known by the other hunters. As for you, you were more known for being their companion. Just that, not that you’ve bothered asking.

‘You’re just with them because you’re scared. You need them more than they need you and they won’t ever need you,’ your own mind told you.

It hurts when you believe it to be true.

Maybe you are with them because you’re scared. Maybe you might never be the hunters they are. Maybe you’ll die without having the chance to prove yourself. Maybe, even though you’ve abandoned the idea the day you became a hunter, you won’t ever find love, experience at the very least. Not with Dean, whom you’ve liked for the last couple of years. Not with anyone

You didn’t have nowhere else to go. You were all alone in this world. All you had was this room they let you stay in, but for how long? How long until they realize that they don’t need you? Until you become obsolete. Out casted and unwanted.

On most occasions, this is why you cried.

Maybe I’m better off dead
If I was would it finally be enough
To shut out all those voices in my head?
Maybe I’m better off dead
Better off dead!
Did you hear a word
Hear a word I said?
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I’m gone
Gone, gone
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I’m gone

“Would it matter if I’m gone?” you sobbed into your pillow.

Like always, there was no response. Silence was the only thing that followed. Silence that didn’t help the situation because when it was silent, you could hear the whispers all the more. When would they be silent? When would they finally let you rest?

“They’d miss me-” you whispered, trying to convince yourself.

‘No,’ the voice told you. ‘They only keep you around so that they can keep each other safe. They don’t really need you. They don’t need you. They don’t need you.’

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” you shouted into your pillow. You regretted it right after and hoped neither of the brothers heard you.

‘You don’t belong here. No one wants you. Why are you still here? No one wants you.’

You were already shaking profusely, but now you were having a hard time breathing. The room seemed to be closing in on you and you didn’t know what to do. You were panicking. You hugged yourself and rocked back and forth so slowly that you couldn’t really tell you were moving. Tears streamed down your cheeks.

You were just so tired but no matter what, it didn’t stop. The voices always came ack.

You didn’t notice it but you fell asleep. Not that it lasted long.

She doesn’t know she’s beautiful
Because no one’s ever told her so
And the demons that she has is all she knows
And maybe she can fall in love with someone in her life that she could trust
And tell her she’s enough (Have someone tell her she’s enough?)
How come no one heard her when she said

You woke up, panting from a nightmare. You got up and walked over to the kitchen. You served yourself a cup of water and sat down. After ywaning you laid your head on the table, using your arm as a pillow, and somehow fell asleep.

Dean walked in an hour later. He smiled when he saw you sleeping there but he figured it wasn’t comfortable. So he walked over to you, put an arm under your legs, and another behind your head. He lifted you, “Back to bed sweetheart,” he whispered as he carried you back to your room.

Unfortunately your door was closed, but Sam happened to be passing by at that moment.

“Morning Dean,” Sam called.

“Morning. Open the door for me,” Dean whispered back.

“Oh,” was all Sam said before doing so. Just as Dean was walking in, “You know you should just the Y/N that you like them,” he said.

Dean looked down to see if you were awake and then glared at his brother, “Shut it.”

Sam sighed and continued on his way.

Dean sighed and set you down on your bed, he softly moved your hair out of your face and kissed your forehead. He looked at you and wished he could tell you just how much you occupied his mind, as well his heart. As he was leaving, you began to stir again. He could hear you crying. He quickly turned around.

“Y/N?” he called softly, but you didn’t answer.

You continued to cry.

Maybe I’m better off dead
If I was would it finally be enough
To shut out all those voices in my head?
Maybe I’m better off dead
Better off dead!
Did you hear a word
Hear a word I said?
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I’m gone
Gone, gone
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I’m gone

Dean slowly made his way over to you. “Y/N?” he repeated.

“I…” you say, the rest were inaudible to him.

Then he got closer.

“I’m better of de-” you began.

But for the life of him, Dean couldn’t let you finish that sentence.

“Y/N!” he shouted, shaking your body so you could awaken from whatever nightmare you were having. You panted as you woke up. “You okay?” Den questioned.

“D-Dean…” you whimpered. “Dean… I-” you stumble over your words.

He brought you into his embrace, “Hey, its okay,” he whispered.

“Dean…” you sobbed. “I- I don’t belong here. I’m better off-”

“No… Don’t even say it. You mean so much to m- us… You’re important. You’re mazing. You’re… beautiful.”

You make out of his embrace and stare at him. Almost as if asking, ‘Is that true?’

“B-But I’m-” you start.

“Amazing, I know, we’ve been traveling for a while now. It didn’t take me that long to realize how awesome you are,” he said.

“But… if I was… gone- no one would miss me,” you mutter.

“Sam would miss you. Bobby would miss you. Hell even Crowley would miss you. Mostly me though. I’d miss you so much I wouldn’t know what to do with myself.”

When all you got is these four walls
It’s not hard to feel so small
When all you got is these four walls
It’s not hard to feel so small
All she wanted was to be enough
All she wanted was to be enough

“I- I don’t have anything. I don’ have anywhere to go,” you said.

He wiped away your tears, “You have us… and where would you want to go? These four walls aren’t just a place where you sleep Y/N. This is as much a home for you as it is for us. It wouldn’t be the same without you.

“I’m… I’m enough?” you questioned.

“You’re more than anything we could’ve possibly hoped for in a life like ours,” he responded.

It felt as if he was trying to convey something much more than that but wanted to focus on you.

“Why? Why are you being so nice to me?” you questioned.

“Why the hell wouldn’t I? You, Y/N, are vital to my life and to Sammy’s life. You are what makes everything worth it. We… I love you,” he confessed. He smiles at you in a way you’ve never seen. He looked, genuine and almost vulnerable.

You never thought you’d experience love. Especially not a reciprocated one with Dean. Maybe your life wasn’t as bad you the voices made it out to be, and even if they never go away, you’d have Dean here, to always quiet them down.

Hope you liked it! x)

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Okay… Let me tell you how stupid it sounds to me when people keep on telling me: “You can’t say that Sam doesn’t ship Destiel”. 

First, I respect your ship, okay? But for God’s sake, Sam ships Destiel? He’s an optimistic person in this show, the most one, I suppose. He went to school because he thought things would better even when he knew monsters were out there. He chose to follow his heart, he saw the light at the end of the tunnel. That’s Sam. Sam sees the light. And then he dicided to commit suicide. Don’t act like you don’t know the real reason. Yes, he did it for the world, but he also took that as an excuse to kill himself. Because he couldn’t take it anymore. Seeing Dean choose someone else, someone not him, seeing Dean being with Cas, with Benny instead of him, thinking that Dean didn’t want him anymore, it hurt him, hurt him so bad that he just wanted to die. He didn’t care anymore. If he couldn’t be with Dean anymore, so why should he try to be with anyone else? So that, he tried to kill himself. And you’re still thinking he ships Dean with anyone? He will die if Dean doesn’t love him anymore, genius!

You can ship anything you want, I respect. But for once, please stop saying that Sam is your cheerleader, because he’s not. Thank you.

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I re-watched this episode 2 days ago for inspiration for this week’s spnhiatuscreations prompt. I didn’t notice it the first time I watched the episode because I was too excited about the Sam and Dean hug after so long. But if you look closely you can see that they hardly look at each other directly through this whole exchange. Like they know they wouldn’t be able to hold it together if they look into each other’s eyes. I just love that almost more than the hug itself because it tells you so much about how they are feeling and their bond without having to say any words.
It’s one of those exchanges that make you forget they are characters on a show and you feel like you witnessed something so real. I don’t know. These two are always so amazing at portraying the emotional stuff.