let's zeppelin


request for: @hells-horror-queen

pairing: Reader x Dean

word count: 320


You flipped the grilled cheese you were cooking over as you made Sam a salad. The Winchester brothers had no idea how to cook- especially your boyfriend, Dean. Sam could make a few things here and there without burning the place down, but you still preferred to be the one that cooked the meals at the bunker.

Softly, you began to sing one of your favorite songs by Led Zeppelin.

Let me take you to the movies. Can I take you to the show
Let me be yours ever truly. Can I make your garden grow

From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go
From the door comes Satan’s daughter, and it only goes to show. You know.

There’s an angel on my shoulder, In my hand a sword of gold
Let me wander in your garden. And the seeds of love I’ll sow. You know.

So the world is spinning faster. Are you dizzy when you’re stoned
Let the music be your master. Will you heed the master’s call
Oh… Satan and man.

Said there ain’t no use in crying. Cause it will only, only drive you mad
Does it hurt to hear them lying? Was this the only world you had? Oh-oh

So let me take you, take you to the movie. Can I take you, baby, to the show.
Why don’t you let me be yours ever truly. Can I make your garden grow
You know.

When you had finished singing, you heard Dean hollering and clapping from the doorway. “I didn’t know you could sing, Y/N.”

Your cheeks tinted pink as you turned back towards the stove and put the last grilled cheese on the plate. “Lunch is ready.”

Dean let out a breathless laugh and walked up to you, placing his hands on your waist and pressing a soft kiss on your lips. “You’re amazing, Y/N. Absolutely amazing.”



Imagine hugging Markiplier after his ‘Needs to be said’ vlog.


*~*Requested by whatever-i-post*~*