Stormy Night

Originally posted by canonspngifs

Request: How about dean x reader, stuck in the impala in the middle of nowhere in a storm, and fluffy smutty whatever happens?

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,700ish

Warnings: language, implied smut

A/N: Unexpected angst incoming…

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Ties that Bind pt 5.75: Alpha Appreciation

The Sequel to Never Say Never

Pairings: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Warning: Fluff

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: Again another small part that doesn’t really matter to the plot, but I wanted to give you guys more fluff before I destroy your lives.

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Originally posted by rawmbazamba

Bucky paced back and forth while packing for his mission. He mumbled to himself quietly. He rummaged through the closet when he caught your scent. He quickly turned and the saw the door close.

“Y/N?” he asked then walked towards the door. He saw a yellow post-it note with your handwriting:

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Fall Is For Football

Summary: The reader finds a relic in the trunk of the Impala.

Author: Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester x female reader

Word Count:  817

Warnings: None, just fluff

Author’s Notes: Written for @the-mrs-deanwinchester ABC’s of Autumn Challenge. My prompt was F for Football. Thank you for letting me post this late. I really appreciate your understanding!

Originally posted by pretty-gifs

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Old Times and Old Souls

Pairing: Dean x reader

Prompt: For @deanwinchester-af 25 songs challenge, Dean x reader college AU fic based off the song “Video Games” by Lana Del Rey.

Warnings: fluff, angst, language, light smut, drinking, insecurities

A/N: I hope everyone likes it! Sorry it’s so short, I have awful writer’s block!

Tags: @teamfreewill-imagine, @faith-in-dean, @ellen-reincarnated1967, @deanwinchester-af, @for-the-love-of-dean, @ofglendower (Tag lists are open)

Originally posted by mylife-in--color

Originally posted by vampire-diaries-fandom

The toes of your beat-up chucks dragged against the dirt as old porch swing creaked to a halt, still swaying slightly from the wind. The roar of the impala’s engine pulled you from your thoughts and you looked up to see one of Dean’s friends hanging out the window, whooping and hollering. You rolled your eyes and stood, walking up to the garage and pulling it open. Stepping back to let Dean in, you sighed softly. Your makeup felt heavy on your face and a light breeze pushed your skirt up slightly. “Looking good, pretty lady,” Dean crooned, getting out of the car, and hurrying over to you, wrapping an arm around your waist, smiling down at you.

You blushed and grinned, chuckling lightly. “There’s some beer on the coffee table,” you told him.

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Wrong Choice

Originally posted by marilynmay

Characters: Y/n, Cas, Dean, Sam

Pairing: Cas x Y/n (MALE READER)

Warnings: Angst, death, argument with Dean, dumb Cas, sad Cas and Dean, just angst.  

Word Count: 2257

Summary: Y/n discovers Castiel has been back in contact with the Winchesters, which doesn’t make him too happy. 

A/N: This is a requested fic I got a while ago with the prompt- “no don’t, you can’t, please” male!reader x character of your choice, with a lot of angst please? Hope this is angsty enough for you. 

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“Cas? Castiel! Where the hell are you?”

Y/n looked around their small little apartment, looking for his now de-angeled angel.

“Cas! Where are you? I’m gonna go back out. Apparently someone forgot to buy the groceries.”

He got no reply once again, going further into their apartment to find Castiel to be nowhere.

Y/n wondered where the angel could’ve gone.

He had a job at the gas station, but he wasn’t in today.

He had no friends, y/n being the only person he had in the world.

The Winchesters?

No, y/n didn’t think they’d be the ones.

Dean had kicked him out when Cas came back, completely human now. Y/n of course objected, but Dean refused to back down.

Y/n had no idea how Dean could do this. Cas was the one who helped them through everything, always there no matter what.

So of course, it was easy for him to choose to leave with the ex-angel and take care of him, knowing he’d need help.

He rang Cas, hoping he’d answer the phone, but of course, he didn’t.

He went out, checking the gas station and anywhere nearby that he might have gone, but y/n just couldn’t find him.

So he sat at home for the next few hours, waiting until Cas walked in through the door.

“Where the hell have you been?”

“I’m sorry. I had…things to do”.

Y/n furrowed his eyebrows.

“Like what?”

Castiel said nothing, just staring at the floor.

“Cas. Tell me!”

“I-I helped Dean. On a hunt.”

Y/n’s eyes widened, anger growing inside him.

“Dean? Dean fucking Winchester!? You helped him? You’ve seen him?”

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Rule #4: Castiel's Hair Always Looks Like He Just Had Sex

read it on the AO3 at

by deannathegeek

In which Dean notices Castiel’s sex hair and wonders what it would be like to be the person who makes it look that way.

Words: 1504, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of The Rules of Fanfiction

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Snowy Morning

Gift for @casandsip in response to a recent post about Cas and snow. ^_^


It’s dawn by the time the four of them finally make it back to the bunker, the last case had been hard on all of them, and even the angels look completely worn out. It was so bad that Dean had even asked Gabriel to simply mojo them back to the bunker, with Baby of course. So here they were, all of them sitting in a kind of awed silence as they poofed into existence in front of the bunker, the sight they were met with shocking them all for a few moments. Still never breaking the silence they all emerged from the impala, and moved to stand in front of the car together. Castiel was the first to break the silence, taking a single step forward ahead of the others, blue eyes staring in an awed sort of wonder at the bunker covered in snow. “It is beautiful.” He murmured, almost afraid to raise his voice more than a whisper, not wanting to break the spell.Dean gave a soft hum of agreement, not yet able to voice his own thoughts. It wasn’t the bunker he was looking at though, the green eyed hunter’s gaze had settled upon Cas. Snowflakes still gently falling from the sky, fluttering down onto the trench coat Cas always wore, sprinkling his unruly dark hair, the early morning sunlight making the flakes glisten with every small movement the angel made. Dean thought it was a truly beautiful sigh. Cas looked so surreal in that moment, and Dean’s breath caught in his chest for a second, his heart skipping a beat as he realized just how lucky he was to have the angel at his side.

Sam and Gabriel were no less in awe over the beauty of the snow, but they were quick to realize that Dean was staring at Cas, and the pair slipped away from the other two and further out into an open space to play in the snow. “Hey, Sammy, do you wanna build a snowman?” The trickster archangel sing-songed, and cackled as he dodged the snowball Sam hurled his way.

“I hate you.” Sam grumbled, scooping up another handful of snow to throw at the golden eyed angel. Gabriel simply vanished this time, and Sam blinked in surprise, glancing around in search of the trickster for a moment. “Gabe?” He called, then let out a startled grunt when an unexpected weight landed on his back.

“Aw, you know you love me, Sammich!” Gabriel giggled, his legs around Sam’s waist, and his arms around Sam’s neck, he nuzzled at the hunter’s hair softly, then brushed a kiss to his temple before glancing over to see what their brothers were up to.

Castiel let out a sudden, delighted laugh, and tilted his head back, spreading his arms wide as he closed his eyes and twirled around in the snow, enjoying the feel of the soft flakes fluttering onto his upturned face.

Dean had never seen anything more beautiful, and Cas’s joy was infectious. The hunter couldn’t help the grin that curled along his lips as he watched Cas twirl in the snow. After a moment he closed the distance between them, reaching out to gently grab the angel’s arm and stop him from twirling. The moment Cas turned to face him, Dean smiled at him, a rare, warm, completely loving smile.

“Dean?” Cas questioned, blue eyes meeting green, the tilt of his head both one of question and confusion.

Dean brushed some of the snow from the shoulders of Cas’s coat, then slid both hands up to cup the angel’s face softly. “Absolutely beautiful.” He rumbled softly, coaxing Cas closer even as he leaned in and kissed the angel. It wasn’t heated, not hungry, or desperate, but it was no less passionate, filled with tenderness, warmth, and love.

A moment later they broke apart as Gabriel let out an indignant squawk, both of them turning their heads to see that Sam had dumped the little trickster in a snow pile and he was struggling his way out with a scowl while Sam had doubled over laughing at the way the smaller man was covered in head to toe with snow. Dean couldn’t help it, he burst out laughing as well. The ending result was the four of them engrossed in a snowball fight, with Cas and Dean teamed up against Gabriel and Sam. It was the most fun any of them could remember having in a long time, and it was something they all had desperately needed.

By the time they trudged into the bunker, and collapsed on the sofa to watch tv and drink hot chocolate in their pajamas, they were all relaxed. Dean wrapped an arm around Cas, and the angel snuggled in close to his side, and rested his head against Dean’s shoulder as they settled on one end of the couch, while Gabriel curled up on Sam’s lap, with Sam’s arms wrapped around him, and his cheek resting on Gabriel’s hair softly. A rare sort of peace settled over them. They knew it wouldn’t last, another case would come their way soon, another monster to kill, people to save. Peace was rare, and it never lasted long in their line of work. For now though, they would simply enjoy it while they could.


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