jessie winchester

Help Wanted

Pairings: Lucifer (Luci) x Reader, Sam x Reader

Word Count: 3073

Warnings: Mentions of prostitution

Summary: Reader is down on her luck and ends up stumbling across Lucifer’s establishment, connects with Lucifer, but something isn’t quite right.  What will she do when she finds out the truth? 

A/N: This is my first time writing Lucifer, so feedback will be greatly appreciated.  A special thank you to my wonderful beta @impala-dreamer and to @lucifer-in-leather for reading this over.  This is written for @plaidstiel-wormstache‘s Jessie’s Everything/ Keep Me Sane on a Plane Challenge.  My prompt is “If I’m not back in 5… just wait longer.” And I was given the song Roxanne-Police or Moulin Rouge version.  I decided to use the Moulin Rouge version and as Zsa Zsa Gabor passed away today, I think it is quite fitting.  So this is also for you “darling”.  You will be dearly missed and always remembered.

You were only nineteen and suddenly found yourself living on the street and stealing to survive.  You had never imagined that telling your parents you didn’t believe that God cared about anything anyone did and that you no longer would be going to church with them would have resulted in them disowning you. Your mom even went so far as to yell that you were not her daughter anymore and to get the hell out of her house. You were crying as you quickly packed a duffel bag with the absolute essentials and walked out of your childhood home, knowing that you would never be welcome back inside.  

The first four days had been the toughest days you had ever endured. You were starving, tired, and freezing. You knew you needed to find income and steady shelter or you wouldn’t last through until the end of the month. You walked the streets looking for help wanted signs. A few places had already turned you away and you were about to find another dark alley to curl up in when you turned the corner and saw the neon light flashing in the window.  

Help Wanted.  Apply Within. 

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Wrong Time Wrong Place

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Words: 1,387

Warnings: Talk of periods, language, slight angst

Summary: Dean’s an insensitive ass at the wrong time of the month and in the wrong place before he realizes it.

AN: This was done for @plaidstiel-wormstache​‘s challenge! My song was Sultans of Swing by Dire Strait and my quote was #13 on the list. I hope this is worthy of your challenge Missy! Special thank you to @jalove-wecallhimdean​ for being an awesome beta for this and a huge encouragement to me when I feel things aren’t perfect enough! Enjoy!

Originally posted by proud-to-be-pure-evil

You loved Dean, you really did. Sometimes he just got so far underneath your skin that you had to stop yourself from smothering him with a pillow in his sleep.

The hunt you had been on had been fairly easy, just a couple of vampires taking advantage of the Twilight craze that young teenage girls wanted to fantasize about. After the vamps were taken care of the three of you had decided to head to the local bar for a couple of celebratory drinks before heading home to the bunker the following morning.

Despite the easy hunt and the boys being in a great mood, you found yourself getting dragged further and further into the PMS hole of hell. This had been one of your worst periods to date. Heavy bleedings, cramps that made you picture your uterus completing the seven circles of hell, your back muscles twitching in discomfort almost non-stop, and to top it all off you found yourself crying at the most mundane things. You weren’t an openly emotional person so that should have been Dean’s first clue to your current situation, but sometimes you swore he was blissfully ignorant.

You were nursing your third glass of Jim Beam and Coke while listening to Dean and Sam joke around. You weren’t focusing much on the conversation taking place in front of you so your mind and ears started to wander. You heard the faint sounds of the juke box and couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Your Dad’s favorite song, Sultans of Swing, was playing in the familiar 70’s guitar twang. The memory of your Dad playing the song through his truck speakers as you drove down the road made you tear up with and your bottom lip quiver.

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wellimhavinga3outof10day  asked:

Do you want to love me a lot and draw Dean Winchester with a teddy bear (N3)? Do you want to love me more than life and draw Cameron Goodwin as R1? Do you want me to shut up and tell you to only choose one b/c I love you too? (Choose one or the other and I'll still love you forever)

I don’t know who Cameron Goodwin is… So here’s a Dean bc I love you. ;P (The teddy bear reminded him of Cas…)

(Send me more sleepy art requests?)

“I never got over what I lost that day. The one person in the whole world I loved the most”.

Ok so, personally, I think it was VERY important that Jessy said these lines in 11x19. Firstly, I believe they were added to emphasize that Jessy and his brother’s bond was as deep as Sam and Dean’s, because while the fact that Jessy and his brother were close to each other, and them being a parallel for Dean and Sam was clear enough, I think it was important for us to see that Jessy’s and his brother’s relationship was similar to that of Sam and Dean in more ways than one. Because some could say “Oh they were brothers but their love is nothing like the one Sam and Dean have for each other!” But hey. Listen. This specific dialogue was added for something.

Losing his brother hurt Jessy just as much as losing Sam would hurt Dean, because his brother was the person he loved the most in the world.  Because, Jessy’s words couldn’t have been clearer and nobody puts that in doubt. Nobody. They loved each other deeply. And I’m guessing we can all see that this is definitely also true for Dean and Sam. No one can deny it. It’s been stated several times by them, by others, and it’s part of what makes the show what it is. Definitely part of what makes it so special. So if Dean or Sam died, would they ever truly get over it? Of course not! And so, Jessy and his brother had something like that. The show wanted us to see it.

“But it’s still not the same!” some could cry. And I also agree because, let’s ask ourselves. Did the episode show Jessy going through his grief feeling completely hopeless and even acting suicidal after finding his dead brother? No. Did it show him losing his mind and rejecting his husband and saying he could never live without his brother? No. Did it show him completely disregarding his own life and the feelings of those that still love him? No. And yet he still loves his brother deeply, like he didn’t love and has never loved anyone. So what’s the difference??? This brings me to the last question. Did Jessy show signs of codependency when it came to him dealing with his brother’s death? No! And that’s what makes it different! The fact that even though Jessy and his brother were close and loved each other like they loved no one, which would make it impossible to get over each other, even with time, their relationship was a healthy one. Their relationship wasn’t tainted by constant fear of abandonment or death or maybe something worse. Jessy and his brother weren’t codependent.

Now now. Don’t get me wrong. I honestly believe Dean LOVES Sam like he doesn’t love, hasn’t loved, and will never love anyone. He’s his little brother and no one and nothing will ever change that. That’s beautiful and not a bad thing. This is not something I’m against. However, I do not think codependency is something to romanticize. This is truly something I am against, and the thing is, “they would never get over each other if they died, they love each other more than anyone in the world” is almost word by word the argument codependency apologists in the fandom give to other fans, to claim that Dean and Sam will never, ever be capable of living without each other, of surviving each other, of loving someone else in any meaningful way. EVER. And so, that argument doesn’t really work anymore! ‘Cause you can be capable of feeling like this, and still carry on. You can love like this and not be codependent. You can still love. Still be happy. This has now been stated as perfectly plausible, as a possibility, by the show itself. 

This is why I loved these lines so much, too. Even while stating how big Jessy’s love for his brother was, and even throwing in the line that things would never be the same after losing his brother, the ep also showed Jessy having a longterm romantic relationship with another hunter. They showed him yes of course grieving but, without downplaying his pain, they also chose to give him a positive attitude. A space for allowing more love in his heart. A hope for surviving. A vision for the future. They chose to give him a happy life, even after everything. And when it comes to Sam and Dean I can’t help but feeling hopeful now. ‘Cause they deserve so much more and so much better. Because they don’t have to be alone or feel worthless. They truly deserve their own happy ending. Their own New Mexico. And with all of this, and other stuff that has happened this season I, for once and unlike last year, am feeling positive that in the end, they might just get it! 

Partners In Crime: Part 2

Author: strike—class
Reader Gender: Female
Word Count: 2770
Warnings: torture, character death, angst

Summary: After years apart from Sam and the both of you leading your own lives, you meet up under not-so-fantastic circumstances.

Link to Fic:  , Part one

Outside Gunnison, Colorado 1989

JESSY: It finally happened.
MATTY: What, you didn’t get detention this week?
JESSY: Me and Jackie.  We kissed.
MATTY: Hey, can I stop hearing about him every two minutes now?  ‘You think he likes me?  Jackie looked at me.  I-I think he looked at me.’
JESSY: He definitely likes me.
MATTY: Jess, you know you gotta be careful.
JESSY: I’m not an idiot.
MATTY: Yeah, I know, but it’s not just Ned and Charlie and those dicks who’ll stomp your head in.  I mean everybody at school and in town… they won’t leave you alone.
JESSY: OK.  I wish we were gone already.  Can’t you lie and say you’re eighteen and get a fake ID?
MATTY: California’s expensive, OK, we just gotta save some more money.
JESSY: You could… sell your collection.
MATTY: I will, ok, when it’s time.  I can get at least $900 for the buffalo nickel. and another $400 for the double eagle.
JESSY: That’s a lot.
MATTY: Look, Jess, as soon as I turn eighteen, I promise, we’re going to get out of here, ok?

So there’s like three different things going on in this conversation.

– Jessy is twelve in the spring of 1989, which means he was born in 1978 or so.  Dean’s a year younger.  Folks have speculated on what John Winchester said to Dean to keep Dean so hyper-focused on performing masculinity and heterosexuality for so long… and I think it was pretty much what Matty says to Jessy here.  Only, you know, over and over, in each new (potentially shitty) town, with the standard John Winchester lack of emotional intelligence and an added dollop of ‘think what will happen to Sam if you get yourself stomped.’  

– Matty has a coin collection, which we can figure is precious to him personally, since he went to the trouble of collecting it and all, and also has material value on the open market.  He’s willing to trade it away in hopes of rescuing his little brother.  

– Matty won’t go until he’s eighteen.  He’s waiting until he can legally leave, legally work, maybe even have a shot at getting legal custody of his fourteen-year-old brother.  He’s taking the long view, here.  Things suck in the here and now, but if they can tread water for a couple more years, they can head west and make a real start of things.  

Matty is paralleling three Winchesters at once.  It’s kind of dizzying.

It Suits You

Title: It Suits You

Author: whispersofwinchesters

Warnings: Mention of blood (from monster/hunt previous to the writing)

Word Count: 1,404

Summary: The unexpected snowfall after a hunt with Sam Winchester leaves the reader momentarily without a jacket… that is, until the youngest Winchester offers his own to keep her warm.

Fic/Link to Fic: “It Suits You”

Ponytails and Pajamas

Author: little-s0ul

Imagine: Imagine Dean fixing your hair for you and Sam letting you use one of his giant shirts as pajamas

Warnings: swearing I guess, injured reader

Word Count: 1189


Thick mud squished under my sneakers and splashed up the back of my legs. I was soaked to the bone, and petty damn cold too. My cell had been crushed, so I had no choice but to walk all the way back to the bunker.

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i need more of 

  • sherlock
  • supernatural
  • destiel
  • doctor who
  • breaking bad
  • starwars
  • the lord of the rings

on my dash so if you would just reblog (or like its whatever) this ill check you out and possibly follow you :)