Summary: Y/N has always been in love with fairy-tales. They give her an escape from the dark and blood world she lives in. With the new Beauty and the Beast movie coming out soon she’s excited as could be. Her boyfriend Dean however has a few issues with it.
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, OFC, Reader
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Warnings: Language, heavy making out, fondling, almost smut, angst, a lot of fighting
A/N: This is my fist part to my Beauty and the Beast AU. Hug thank you to @love-kittykat21 for beta reading and helping me with this! Feedback is always welcomed and I hope you enjoy it as much as I am!
“Hey,” a large hand gripped your shoulder, shaking you gently, “Y/N wake up.” Grimacing, you pulled yourself away from Dean’s body looking up at Sam. He had a big smile on his face, the alarm clock illuminating his face. Looking at the harsh, glaring, green numbers you groaned. It was barely six in the morning and Sam was ready to get going. “Get up, I wanna tell you something.” His voice was soft and timid, attempting not to wake his brother up.
“Okay, just give me a second.” You whispered back to him, getting up as slowly as you could, Dean simply turned away, pulling the crisp white sheets along with him.
Summary: The Apocalypse is going strong and Dean finds himself stuck with an insanely difficult decision. The only option he sees that they have left is for him to say yes to Michael. Before he leaves though he decides a good idea to have one last night with Y/N before leaving her and Sammy behind.
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Bobby Singer, Michael, Lucifer, Reader
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Warnings: NSFW, smut, language, oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex (use a condom!!), spoilers from season five, angst, fighting, Dean being a dick.
Word Count: 4,998
A/N: This is my entry for @nichelle-my-belle 4K Angst challenge. I’ve never written a season five Dean before so I figure this would be fun! My prompt was 4. His words shattered her as though her as if her heart was porcelain and her love was a lie. This is told through third person point of view. I hope y’all enjoy it as much as I liked writing it!
The world was going to end, and it felt like no matter what Sam, Dean and Y/N did there was no way to stop it. Sitting in the motel room Y/N let out a heavy sigh, running her hands over her face. God didn’t want to help them, he felt like the apocalypse was not his fault. Who could blame him thought, technically it wasn’t his fault at all. There really was no one to blame for this. Dean was in Hell, Y/N was hunting trying to forget about him, and Sam was being manipulated by Ruby. It felt more like this damn path was set out for them rather than them choosing it.
There was no way this was going to end well for any of them. People were going to die, probably one of their friends or make shift family. They’d already lost Jo and Ellen and countless other hunters. It was only a matter of time before one of them bit the dust, and they couldn’t afford that. All hands were needed on deck, they needed to but ten thousand percent effort into stopping the end of the world. But as much as they hoped and prayed they could win this fight, they were running out of options. Things were looking bleak and there wasn’t a lot they could do at this point.
A Soul Lost at Sea (Olicity Victorian AU Fanfiction) Chapter 13
Summary: Five years after pirates attacked his ship, Royal Navy sailor Oliver Queen returns home to England to find his affluent family in financial ruin. So when he’s presented with the opportunity to marry Felicity, eldest daughter of the ridiculously wealthy Noah Smoak, Oliver doesn’t hesitate to capture her hand…even though he has no idea if he can capture her heart. Or if Felicity could ever possibly learn to love a soul lost at sea.
summary: Felicity is a young actress trying to be taken seriously in Hollywood. Oliver is her Oscar winning boyfriend. Everything is peachy keen for them… that is until their sex tape gets released chapter word count:1729 chapters: 2/4 a/n: there were a few requests for how they met…. so, here we go.
“Thanks,” Oliver smiled wide and shook the hand of yet another impressed colleague.
Following his Oscar win the previous year, he took home another Golden Globe for his most recent role in a dramatic film. It didn’t get as much fanfare as the first, but he wasn’t worried in the least. He was breaking into the more serious roles and it was only going to get better from there.
He picked up a glass of champagne and made his way through the party. His eyes fell on a young woman. She wore a gorgeous red dress with gold floral designs all the way up. Her hair pinned up, but still had a few loose curls that hung in her face. She was stunning to say the least. Felicity Smoak. He had never met her before that night, but she was the one that presented his award to him. She giggled nervously as she handed it to him. It was the sweetest thing.
“Ms. Smoak,” he said as he took a few steps closer.
“Oh, hello Mr. Queen,” she smiled up at him, “You can call me Felicity.”
She had this air of innocence to her. Definitely young and unjaded compared to his thirty years, a good ten of those being spent in Hollywood.
“Oliver,” he took her hand into his, “It’s a pleasure,” he kissed her hand gently.
He cranked up the charm to eleven as he lifted his hand and caught her gaze. Her eyes went wide and a blush filled her cheeks.
“Thank you,” she mumbled before taking a large gulp of her own champagne.
The more I think about it (and continue listening to the soundtrack titled Oliver Meets William), the more excited I get for the possibility of Oliver being a daddy to his son/Team Arrow getting to be aunts and uncles to him. Maybe full-time, maybe part-time. It doesn’t matter to me. I’ve already got at least fifty scenarios in my head:
William comes to the Mayoral office and gets bored, so Oliver gives Thea the reins for a bit, and takes him down to get soda like his dad used to do with him.
Sometimes Oliver brings William down to the lair, and one time, he teaches him how to fire a bow. Another time, Felicity teaches him how to hack into a computer.
On an off night, Oliver takes his son to a baseball game.
One night, Oliver has a nightmare, and though Felicity is there to calm him down, William hears him screaming from his bedroom. The next morning, he asks about the dream. Oliver shares a few toned-down stories about his time away. William gives him a hug and tells him that he can’t believe anyone could be that strong.
William sneaks down to the lair and tries the hood on, and gets caught because Felicity has security cameras everywhere. The grainy picture of him is pasted on the wall in one of the lair bedrooms.
Thea likes to tell her nephew stories about Oliver, and though he hates to hear or think about them, Oliver uses the stories to teach his son lessons about what not to do.
Because his father is completely clueless when it comes to school (except physical fitness and that ‘stupid, un-true nature class that makes it sound like it’s fun to be out in wild by yourself for weeks’), William asks Curtis and Felicity for help, and his grades jump up.
William is present for one of Oliver’s near-death experiences. (Ten bucks that I’ll be writing that fic in ten minutes.)
Okay, I’ll stop. For now. But can everyone join me in the celebration that WE GET TO SEE OLIVER BE A DAD?!?!?!?