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Shock Horror

(Gif source: x)

Characters- Dean x Reader, Sam
Summary- Dean comes back from a witch hunt not quite himself. You do your best to help, and hope that it’s enough.
Word Count- 1,889
Warnings- Angst, Fluff, Language.
Beta- @jpadjackles  **re-edited**
A/N- Prompt: ‘Caught Up In You’ by 38 Special Requested by @anon. I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! Also, thank you all so much for 2.5k followers! I love y’all so much <3

As you crouch in front of the open passenger door, you look over the man in the bench seat. The man you see is far removed from the usual Dean Winchester you knew. He’s eerily quiet, sitting stiffly as he stares, unseeing, out of the windshield. The impala is parked in the bunker’s garage, but he just sits there, motionless, except for the occasional lethargic blink.

When Sam and Dean came back from their hunt, you expected them to be in one of two moods. The first and most preferred was the giddy excitement of a job well done, beers and pie all around. The second was less desired, the quiet thoughtfulness of a rough hunt.

Right now you would take the quiet over this.

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tear down the walls babe, let me in | Sungjin [Oneshot]

 it’s three in the morning and i’m trying to change your mind

flangst | ~5.9k words | slightly mature content ahead | I Wait 

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faintest wisp of smoke

summary: dan goes missing and phil is left with the broken pieces.

note: idk what to think of this, i really don’t. it’s probably the least original thing i’ve ever written, but then again, it definitely went places i didn’t expect. i swear i was just trying to mess around with this one, but then… well. 7k words.

a fair warning: i don’t know if it’s good. i don’t know if it’s interesting, or if it works, or if it’s done characteristically. i only know it’s a study in overdone clichés and i hope it makes some sort of sense.




The clock ticks the time away, and Phil stares because he’s not sure if he believes it. The hands say it’s been two hours since the door closed after Dan when he went to the shop, but Phil knows very well that the shop is only ten minutes away, and he thinks that the clock must be lying but he doesn’t check the one on his phone because clocks aren’t people and only people lie, and if the clock isn’t lying Phil doesn’t want to know.

Dan left his mobile plugged to the charger and Phil listens to the ring echo through the flat and doesn’t hang up, even when he can hear the ringtone and knows Dan won’t be picking up, even when it reaches voicemail and Dan’s recorded voice tells him to leave a message and Phil wants to ask where he is but knows he won’t get an answer. 

He lets the phone drop to his side and tells himself to stop thinking about it, because he’s not Dan, who thinks problems over so much they turn themselves into a different problem that never existed in the first place – he’s Phil, and Phil doesn’t think problems over at all and pretends that it makes them fade into the shadows of the wallpapers even when he knows it doesn’t.

He doesn’t know if it’s better, but it’s all he has.

He falls asleep on the sofa in the lounge, and it’s two in the morning and Dan’s been gone for five hours, and Phil dreams of shadows and fear.

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Originally posted by stydiaeverafter


Hold The Line

(x, x)

Characters- Dean x Reader 

Summary- Dean comes back from Purgatory a changed man, and things between he and the reader shift from friends to something more.

Word Count- 9,415 (**laughs maniacally, ripping her hair out all the while**)

Warnings- Longform NSFW Smut (chest worship, fingering, a hint of sub!Dean, definite rugburn, fluffy sex), language, protective! Dean, and Dean angst in regards to early season 8 events.

A/N- This takes place in season 8, mostly at Rufus’ old cabin. I know the cabin doesn’t have a fireplace, but we’ll pretend it’s right next to the tv. Cool? Cool. Title is taken from the Toto song of the same name. Again, thanks to everyone for being patient with me while I wrote this one. Super special thanks to @jpadjackles for helping with my plot bunnies, and @winchestersinthedrift for the lovely smut writing advice that I hope I did some justice with. Part of @curliesallovertheplace’s Celebration Challenge and @sis-tafics and @eyes-of-a-disney-princess’ Have a Hubba Bubba Birthday Writing Challenge. The prompts were “What if Dean is a cuddler?” and “The One With All The Kissing”.

(Blockquoted sections are flashbacks)

Each bump in the road has you shifting in your seat, the old chevy truck’s shit suspension making your butt numb with vibrations. You check your watch and, yep. You’re making really good time. You should be with the way you’re speeding on the blacktop, mile markers flying past.

Your phone lights up, the man consuming your idle thoughts’ face smiling up at you from the screen. Him and his stupid pretty face. It’s funny the way you could just as easily kiss said stupid face as you could punch it. And you wanted to kiss it. A lot.

You flip open your phone, “Dean?”

“Hey, you almost here?”

You fight to stifle a laugh. “Impatient much, Winchester?”

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there's this tune i found that makes me think of you somehow | Sungjin [Oneshot]

there’s this tune i found that makes me think of you somehow

fluff | ~1.6k words | tread lightly. slightly mature content ahead aka i refuse to be held accountable for stuff i write at three in the morning with alcohol in my veins and zero sleep for the past thirty-six hours. AM makes me think of Sungjin now. What.

p.s tell me what you think anyway

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help me gather mine

summary: maybe a muggle-born hufflepuff who’s enthusiastic about music becoming friends with a pure-blood slytherin who’s fascinated by muggle culture is a long shot, but dan and phil never really did play by the rules. 

basically it’s dumb teenagers at hogwarts and phil knows all about 90’s-2000’s muggle culture and dan knows none. because of this post




Phil can feel the eyes fixed on his back without turning around. He’s been stared at ever since he made his way into the Great Hall and he’s half expecting something to happen by now – half wishing it would, almost, because he’s becoming suspicious of every bite and uneasy in his seat, unsure if he should expect a prank or a hex or a curse coming his way, and generally very confused at what caused this, because he can’t remember starting any incidents with the Slytherins lately.

And yet, Dan Howell has been staring at him for over thirty minutes now, and it’s beginning to make Phil squirm – and he doesn’t think they ever exchanged words but he’s vaguely aware of who Dan is, a year six Slytherin who specifies in charms and winding up the professors but mostly keeps to himself, and Phil’s seen him hang around Ravenclaws and even Gryffindors before but it’s still Dan Howell, pure-blood and from a family of legacy – and even though it’s been years since the war, even though Phil tends to think the best of people, he still doesn’t know if he trusts pure-blood Slytherins, especially when they’ve been staring at him all morning.

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The Party Don't Start Till I Walk In

Phil didn’t really like to go out to gatherings all too often, mainly because he was content with sitting at home with Dan, spending lazy mornings together watching cooking shows and sipping tea.

They were always too busy to go out as well, seeing as they not only had to create and edit videos, but they also had to work at the BBC some days, not to mention that they were afraid someone might find out that they’re together.

Dan decided that they needed to socialize, however, and so he planned a YouTube gathering of his own; in their flat this time.

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Kara’s first thought about a public press conference was that it was so LOUD.

Especially to her sensitive superhearing. She grimaced and tried to ignore the discomfort, crossing her arms mightily over the crest of her suit. Lena, in the midst of her presentation, subtly raised an eyebrow in her direction – doesn’t miss a trick, that woman – but Kara shook her head, assuring her that nothing was amiss.

It took three days of arguing with the DEO for them to finally agree to allow their superhero to personally attend the meeting as Lena’s support system / bodyguard. It took agreeing to Maggie, Alex, and J'onn managing crowd control, and constant assurance that Lena was wearing her modified earpiece with its kryptonite deactivator on at full capacity, before Kara was able to attend without constant bickering coming through her comms. Winn was back at HQ, managing every camera within a five mile radius.

Lena couldn’t be safer if she tried. And she had promised a personal interview for Kara to hand in to Snapper covering the event.

All of the precautions allowed the CEO to act with the grace and confidence that Kara knew the woman so capable of; even her smiles were more genuine than normal when dealing with the general public. Kara could see her ease, her awesome personality, really shining through.

Until she had to face the press after.

Despite Kara’s best efforts (and, for that matter, Supergirl’s), the press and public insisted on treating Lena with the hatred that was consistently given to the Luthor name. It was all Kara could do to remain impassive while Lena’s smiles became more forced, her shoulders more tense, and her voice more hesitant.

That was, until –

“I have a question for Supergirl!”

Kara started at the sound of her name and looked around at Lena, who caught her eye.
“I’ve no objections, if Miss Luthor is willing.”

Lena sighed a little and nodded. “Please, do.”

Kara stepped up to Lena’s podium, hesitant but not afraid of the crowd gathered for the conference. After all, she was often part of them. “I’ll take your question.”

“Supergirl, you’ve been present at several of L-corp’s recent presentations. After fighting the Luthor family with your cousin for so many years, how do you justify protecting their establishment and their CEO?”

The entirety of Kara’s body hardened.

“Supergirl, you don’t have to answer that,” Lena said, her voice wavering a little.

“Stand down,” J'onn warned in her comms.

“No, it’s fine,” Kara told them both. She straightened at the podium. “You know, I’m surprised you have the audacity to even ask that question.”

For the first time since the event had started, the entire congregation fell blissfully silent.

“Everything I have stood for,” she said, looking out over the crowd, “is the betterment of all of us. Myself, and you. Being better, stronger together. Miss Luthor came to our city in the hopes that she could come out from under her family name, and the last thing you have done is welcome her with the open arms she hoped for. I admit – I myself had my suspicions, but Miss Luthor has done more for me and my cousin since she’s been here than her mother and brother have ever done to destroy us.”


“You don’t get to speak again,” Kara growled, her voice fierce. Lena’s eyes were wide as she spoke to the public. “Lena has taken her company and turned it into everything we could have ever hoped for – a force for good. She has done everything she wished to accomplish and more – and moreover, she’s saved my life more than once. But you still choose to judge her based on her family’s misdeeds, and not her own good ones.” She glared at the assembled crowd before her. “I admit myself disappointed in all of you. You are better. We are better. And though you may not believe it – I count Lena as a dear friend, and no matter what any of you may think, she has been nothing but good to this city, and I will protect her with my life because I believe in her.” She met the eyes of the reporter who had asked her the question. “We are stronger together. The most you can do is act like it.”

“Thank you,” Lena whispered, her eyes bright.

“Any time.”


Bright And Warm

(Gif source: x)

Characters - Dean x Reader
Summary - Dean never was one for relationships. He always messed it all up one way or another, but just this once, he hopes he can do something right.
Word Count - 1,296
Warnings - Language, a handsy asshole, allusion to previous physical abuse
A/N - Part of @whispersandwhiskerburn’s 2k Follower Celebration. Prompt: “Must Be Doing Something Right” Billy Currington + “Yes. Anything, just… yes…” I slightly modified the dialogue prompt since I thought it worked a little better the way I used it. This is different than my other stuff, so let me know what you think!!

Dean never was one for relationships. Sooner or later the shit hit the fan, and he was left with what was left of his heart shattered whenever it fell to bits. It happened with Cassie, and it happened with Lisa. It happened every time he let himself believe that he could manage to not fuck up something good in his life. Someone good in his life.

Then he met you.

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Rush | Sungjin [Oneshot]

It starts like this: in a rush of color and motion.

Fluff Angst Flangst | ~5.2k words | @its-youngk (I’ll post the Brian version soon-ish)

Prompt: We’re strangers on the same train and you’ve been trying to untangle your headphones for fifteen minutes now and I just really really really can’t stand to see this anymore let me do that how the f*** did you manage to mess it up that bad (Bonus: BTW You’re cute) AU x

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in between are doors

summary: it takes phil a very long time to notice how frequently dan steals his clothes, but the moment he does, he decides something has to be done. dan, on the other hand, isn’t impressed. 

note: i’ve never been so great with fluff, domesticity, established relationships or dialogue-based fics, so here are 2k words of me tackling exactly those things. also, clothes sharing.  read on ao3.




The first time Phil notices, it’s a cold morning, and he’s standing in front of his open socks drawer with bare feet, staring at the spot where his favourite pair used to be and are now clearly not.

He doesn’t remember wearing them so he doesn’t think they’re in the wash, but they can’t really vanish, can they, unless Dan’s theory about socks goblins is true – so surely they must be somewhere and he’ll find them eventually.

The floor is freezing his toes so he grabs a different pair, and reminds himself to check the goblins theory, just to be certain.

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Angel ‘o Mine

Originally posted by captaincentenarian

Characters- Bucky x Reader
Summary- Sometimes, Bucky just isn’t sure what to make of you.
Warnings- None.
Word Count- 775
A/N- This is part of @plaidstiel-wormstache‘s Push Yourself Challenge. I asked to write for Avengers from my main blog, @lipstickandwhiskey so I hope you enjoy my first Bucky fic!
Tags- @redlipstickandplaid, @mellifluous-melodramas, @fandommaniacx

He doesn’t know what to make of you. You’d think after months of knowing you, he’d be a little more sure of himself. He is, really. It’s just around you that his heart races and his palms sweat. You make him feel alive, and more than that, you make him feel human.

It’s still dark outside when he wakes in a cold sweat, his hands shaky and blood pounding in his ears. All he can think of is the calm that you bring to him, and the safe warmth of your arms.

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(Gif Source: x)

Characters - Sam x Reader
Summary - It’s all fun and games until you fall asleep on the couch with a certain Winchester.
Word Count - 509
Rating - [T] Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings - drinking and bad movies
A/N - If you caught my poll, that’s what this was for! Expect a Dean version in the near future. Lemme know what y'all thought! Prompt is at the end, to avoid spoiling the whole thing.

It’s a late night, and you’re spread out on the dinky brown couch at some motel in Utah, warm and fuzzy as you and the boys take turns drinking whiskey straight from the bottle. It’s easy, the companionship and camaraderie you three share after a job well done. The tv is playing some movie that features bad CGI pterodactyls, all dubbed in spanish, but the three of you don’t mind. Rather, you take turns making up your own dialogue for the characters, saying the most ridiculous stuff just to make the others laugh.

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Summer Things | Sungjin [Oneshot]

This is how you like him the most.

Fluff | ~1.3k words | for anon

Can I request a fluffy Sungjin scenario with a lot of cuddles and kisses?

a/n: this started off as something and then turned rogue and ended up as something else entirely. let me know what you think?

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Sabbath Chicken by Overthinker

Title: Sabbath Chicken

Author: Overthinker

Summary: As Artie wanders through the hospital waiting for his parents to get off work, he comes across Kurt, who is sitting outside his dad’s hospital room. Artie greets him, and Kurt’s response, after a week of prayers from Glee club members, starts an interesting, if short, discussion between the two.

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When rewatching Grilled Cheesus this week, I noticed how Artie seemed to agree with Kurt on his stance on religion - he kept on nodding and seemingly approving of Kurt’s views. There are way to few fics that explores Artie and Kurt’s friendship, but this one does in a very good way. In particular, I loved the Friday night dinner parallels.

@todaydreambelievers : Fic rec for Grilled Cheesus.