sam & dean prank wars

anonymous asked:

Fic title for your game!! "Must Love Cats" 💜

There is only one thing that Dean Winchester hates more than pop music in his car - and that one thing would be cats. He’s annoyingly allergic.

So when Dean gets into another prank war with his brother Sam, the younger Winchester decides to really pull the wool over his brother’s eyes. He takes out a Craigslist ad that he titles “Must Love Cats,” and waits for the replies to roll in.

His best candidate is Castiel, a guy that doesn’t so much love cats as he does dislike anyone that hates them. He and Dean have absolutely nothing in common - he doesn’t even know what Star Wars is. Sam’s plan is just to have Castiel badger his brother and ask him out, maybe make the dude a little bit uncomfortable as payback for how he’s psychologically tortured Sam for the last few days. 

What he doesn’t count on is Dean actually accepting Castiel’s offer for a date. Sam hadn’t even known he was into guys? And he’s ended up playing himself: now he’s got to listen to Dean whine about this new love interest he’s got. (Serves you right, Sam.)

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Younger Winchesters

One Shot!

Characters: Dean, Sam, and Sister Winchester Fic!!

Prompt/ Requested by @rosie-winchester: Hey Love! I would like to request a fic. You remember when we talked about the one prompt from the challenge and the puppy and the popcorn? Maybe you could use that idea to write a fic where Dean usually annoys Sam and his sister, but then the younger siblings turn the tables and drive Dean insane! That would be awesome

Authors note: Thank you so much for requesting a fic! I hope you like what I came up with! I made it more of a prank war, hope that’s okay! If anyone wants to request a fic, I would be glad to write one for you! It is really enjoyable to write for other people!

Warnings: Language, FLUFF!

Word Count: 950


Originally posted by supernatural-through-my-veins

Sometimes, living in this bunker seems like I am living in a war. Don’t get me wrong, I love my brothers to the end of the world and would do anything and everything for them, but sometimes Dean can get on Sam and I’s nerves. He is constantly pranking us and just doing shit to annoy us. It sometimes can get to his head that he is the older sibling and has power over us.

Dean has done multiple things to Sam and I. He put chocolate and candy all over Sam’s fruits and vegetables with a note on it saying ‘eat healthy’. He put vodka in Sam’s coffee when he wasn’t looking and then Sam would take a huge sip and spit it out. Dean put Mayo in my lotion and I rubbed it all over my legs, only to find out what it really was. He has also fallen asleep in my bed, purposefully, just so it annoys me.

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Prank War

Pairing: Dean x sister!reader, Sam x sister!reader

Summary: The Winchester siblings start a little prank war and it escalates quickly

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: None, just some fluff

A/N: Special thanks to @nickiwinchester97 because she encourages me a lot and I love her. And to my dad who (unknowingly) inspired a lot of this :D

Originally posted by stayclassysupernatural

It all started out pretty harmless. Dean was annoyed by Sam who had complained about his unhealthy choice of food, and as soon as Sam went to the kitchen to get himself some water, you watched your eldest brother rip of a piece of carton from the pizza box and hide it under a pepperoni slice on Sam’s pizza.

It was hard for you to hold back your laughter when Sam came back and took a bite. He had somehow managed to bite through the carton and was now munching on it, completely unaware of what he was eating.

Dean watched him as well, and even though he was good at keeping his game face on you knew he was cracking up on the inside.

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Let’s Just Lay Here (Dean Winchester)

Summary: You’re on your period and Dean does his best to comfort you

Words: 1,049

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, some swearing, light smut(???)

Originally posted by tearinmyeye

You laid in your room with your legs pulled up to your chest and your duvet pulled over your body as you felt like your uterus was destroying itself. The room was pitch black aside from the light coming from your laptop screen where The Walking Dead was playing. Your period cramps were never really this bad as they were usually just a series of mild cramps and mild bleeding, but this time your cramps felt like hell and you had already bled through two tampons in three hours. 

When the episode finished the screen went gray as Netflix asked if you were still watching. You then reluctantly pulled your hand from the warmth and comfort of your blanket cocoon to tell Netflix that you were still watching. You closed your eyes slightly as the assault of cramps continue. The only thing that you wanted at the moment was to cuddle with your boyfriend, but of course, he was helping Sam research a case.

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All Is Fair in Love and War

                                     *pictures and gifs are not mine*

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader, Dean

Author: @oppsiwrotemorefanfic

Summary/Request: @geek-girl-67 Oh could you do one where sam dean and the reader are in the middle of a prank war, and dean knows sam and the reader like each other, so while the reader is trying to pull a prank on sam in his room or something, dean handcuffs the reader to bed frame runs out the room urgently calls sam then shoves him in locks the door and obnoxiously yells out that they aren’t getting out until they confess their love or whatever and it all builds up to them having sex and Dom!sam coming out to play. 

Word Count: 2227

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Dom!Sam, a little fluff

*I’ve never written smut before so this was an interesting challenge. Sorry it got so long, I just got really into the story. Feedback is welcome!*

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Prank Wars - 31 Days of Halloween

This is from my 31 Days of Halloween Writing Challenge, go check it out and send your request!

Request:  #66 with Sam and Dean involving the reader in one of their prank wars

Prompt: 66. That was evil.

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam

Word Count: 2,024

Warnings: Language, mentions of sex and demi-public sex, bondage and use of sex toys; heavy pranks and a bit of disgusting things as well.

A/N: I had a lot of fun writting this, although I’m not sure if I got out of hand with the pranks. I’m quite mean when it comes to pranks so it reflected on that. I hope it’s okay. Please remember requests are always open; also feedback, comments, suggestions, complaints, etc. are always very welcome.


Dean was standing right in front of the bunker’s door; he had a beer on his hand and a full view of the ground floor. His eyes were focused on the door that led to the basement, which was closed and it had a bucket full of icy water on top.

“What are we looking at?” Spoke Sam, standing behind Dean with a book in his hands.

“It’s just a… Wait, what are you doing here?” Dean turned around to face his brother.

“I was going to the library but…” Dean shook his head.

“I thought you were at the basement.” Dean said and Sam nodded.

“I was… But I left to my room by the other door. Why are you so stressed?” Sam asked.

“Well, that bucket full of ice and water was for you.” Dean explained.

“Oh, so we’re starting the jokes again.” Sam rolled his eyes.

“Yes, Sam. It’s Halloween! I want to have some fun.” Dean exclaimed.

“Well, good luck next time.” Sam chuckled.

“Yeah… Wait, wasn’t (Y/N) with you?” Dean got serious again.

“Yes, she… Oh, no.”


Suddenly, a splash of water filled the brother’s ears; both of them snapped their heads towards the basement door which was now opened. You were right under it, covered in water, shaking. Sam and Dean ran to you.

“I’m so, so sorry. Babe, I promise it was for Sam.” Dean started apologizing. You were looking down, trying to ease your breathing.

“He’s an asshole but please don’t get mad.” Sam continued; both brothers looked like lost puppies.

“It’s just the stupid prank thing Sam and I do and… It’s a dumb game, I’m sorry, I love you.” Dean insisted. You lifted your gaze and meet your boyfriend’s, giving him a wicked smirk.

“Oh it’s on, Winchesters.” You said. Both brothers swallowed loudly, not knowing what you were capable of.

It started with a good ol’ wet bed prank.

Sam was fast asleep after a day of training with Dean. The poor hunter was too tired to even hear when you walked in, carrying a bucket of warm water. His hand was already hanging from the bed, which made your job ten times easier. You placed the bucket carefully, lifting his hand a little to make sure it didn’t get wet before time; then you let his hand in.

Needless to say, Sam had a rough awakening the next morning, when he realized he had wet the bed. Dean couldn’t stop laughing at his brother, who was now making the drama of his life.

“I told you it was on, Sammy.” You mocked, while he was putting his bed sheets inside the washing machine. He gave you a death glare.

“Dean is the one that got you wet.” Sam begun.

“As always.” Dean smirked, interrupting his brother.

“Whatever, it’s his fault. Why did you take it out on me?” Sam pouted.

“Oh Sammy, this is just a glimpse of what I can do. I’m planning something way worse on your brother.” You smiled. Dean opened his eyes widely and Sam nodded, satisfied to know his brother would get it worse.

“Wait, babe I said I’m sorry… You’re not going to do anything evil to me, right?” Dean muttered, giving you his version of the puppy eyes.

“Of course not, sweetie.” You replied sarcastically, “It’s going to be worse than evil.” You finished and without saying anything else, you left the laundry room.

“Dude, you’re screwed.” Sam chuckled.

“Shut up, wet pants.”

You let a couple days pass before your next prank.

You dared Dean to a chugging contest; he got really drunk, and you stood sober thanks to Coyote ugly. You led Dean to your shared room and made sure he was fast asleep before putting out some alcohol activated paints palette you found on a Halloween store.

You gave him the scariest clown face you could come up with, and then went to bed like you normally would. Since it was alcohol activated, nothing but alcohol would remove the makeup… Although, Dean didn’t have to know that.

The next day, Dean went straight downstairs for his morning coffee, not bothering in taking a look in the mirror. Sam woke up a few minutes after his brother, he walked downstairs and to the kitchen only to find his brother turning his back on him.

“Morning, Dean.” Sam spoke, opening up the refrigerator to look for something to eat.

“Morning, Sammy.” The older replied, he turned around and found his brother about to grab his favourite snacks. Dean left his coffee on the table and ran to his brother, slapping his hand away from the snacks. “Mine.” Dean said, Sam rolled his eyes and turned to look at his brother in order to argue, but he couldn’t. Sam was speechless. “What’s with you this morning?” Dean asked and Sam screamed, throwing his fists towards his brother’s face.

“Stay away from me, you bastard!” Sam cried. Dean furrowed his eyebrows and looked at his reflex in the bread toaster.

“She can’t be serious.” He muttered. Sam was almost fainted, still on the floor, trying not to cry.

“Morning, handsome.” You greeted, entering the kitchen with a mischievous smile. “Sammy.” You swayed your hips around the kitchen, trying not to laugh.

“We get it, you pranked both of us.” Dean rolled his eyes, and your smile grew wider.

“I did.” You said, “But I’m not done… I’m going shopping today, hope you don’t mind.”

“Of course I don’t… Shopping what? More makeup? Because, I’m sure you spent all of your on this masterpiece.” Dean said, gesturing a circle around his face.

“No, it’s a secret. But I bet you will like it.” You took a sip from Dean’s coffee and the left.

“Dude, we’re super screwed.” Dean said.

“It’s your fault.” Sam cried, avoiding his brother; he didn’t want to see the clown face anymore.

“Sorry… I’m going to wash this off and then we’ll go get somethings for our revenge, okay?” Dean suggested and Sam nodded.

A few minutes later, the loudest “son of a bitch” pronounced by Dean were heard all over the bunker. He had just found out that the paint couldn’t be washed off.

“That bitch!” Dean shouted.

“She’s your girlfriend.” Said Sam, covering his eyes.

“I’m dating a bitch.” Dean corrected. Although, the thought made him smile a little. “We will have our revenge, I promise.”

Their revenge was faster. As soon as you got home, Sam made sure your car’s door handle had a little surprise for the next time you used it; which was a few hours later.

Dean had convinced you to go buy some decorations for the bunker and you accepted happily. Both brothers followed you to the car and watched as you pulled the handle. A brown smelly, substance got all over your hand.

“What the hell is this?” You asked angrily, showing your hand to the brothers.

“Let’s just say you now have a handful of crap.” Dean laughed.

“Dog crap, actually.” Sam added. Both brothers had satisfied grins on their faces.

“YOU PUT DOG CRAP IN MY CAR?!?” You exclaimed, “I was going to stop the pranks but, you know what? You’re going to pay for this. Both of you!” You threatened angrily and left to the bathroom, wanting desperately to wash your hand, except that Dean had changed the liquid soap to oil. “DEAAAAN!” You screamed and both brothers appeared at the bathroom door.

“What is it, sweetheart? You can’t wash it off?” Your boyfriend chuckled.

“You’re a dead man… And so are you, Sam.”

For the rest of the week, you pulled all kinds of jokes on them.

You put itchy powder on the toilet paper, baking soda in the ketchup and salt in every single one of Dean’s drinks. You put food colouring in Sam’s shampoo, and honey in Dean’s face while he was taking a nap. You changed the water heat when Dean was showering, so it came out cold as ice and then you did the same to Sam. You took the screws out of every chair in the library, and then enjoyed the view as both brothers fell on each and every chair they tried. You also changed Dean’s coffee for soil and the sugar for salt, which resulted in the funniest breakfast ever.

“(Y/N), we need to talk.” Said Sam, leading you to the library.

“What is it, boys?” You asked innocently.

“We’re giving up.” Said Dean after sharing a look with his brother.

“Giving up?” You asked dumbfounded.

“Yes. You are the supreme queen of pranks, and we just want to spend the rest of October in peace.” Dean explained and you laughed.

“Guess the Winchester boys aren’t as tough as I supposed.” You laughed. Sam raked his fingers through his now pink hair and nodded.

“Truth is, we never had an opponent as… hard core as you.” Sam confessed and you sighed.

“So, no more pranks?” You asked and both brothers shook their heads.

“No more… Maybe until next year when we find a way to beat you.” Dean chuckled and you did two.

“I’m always two steps ahead, baby.” You winked and walked towards the boys, extending your arms to hug them both. “Well played, boys.”

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Dean said excited.

“Me neither.” You replied.

Dean and you were driving to the closest cemetery in town.  You had convinced him to go have a little “adventure” with you there and he didn’t have to think it twice.

“So, ready?” Dean asked once he was parked. He kissed your neck and caressed your leg.

“Wait, I want to do it outside.” You said, pulling him away.

“Like outside in…?”

“Yes!” You exclaimed, “We’d be like college kids in Halloween… You know, getting the spooky experience and all.” Dean sighed and agreed.

You two went inside the cemetery walking over to a big tree that was in the back of the place. The two of you started making out; you pulled Dean’s flannel and shirt away, as well as his belt.

“Wait… I have something else.” You said, taking a big chain from your back. Dean didn’t even think it twice when you suggested tying him to the tree. “Now, you have ten minutes to get lose… Then we can go and have sex over one of the tombs.”

“You’re crazy, you know that?” Dean smiled.

“Yes, but that’s why you love me. Now remember, ten minutes.” You replied.

“You’re underestimating me. I can do it in three minutes.” Dean winked.

“Right, I forgot… There’s a little something else.” Dean furrowed his eyebrows as you took a little red button from your bag.

“What is that?” The hunter asked.

“A remote controller.” You answered, and before Dean could ask what it controlled you pressed it. Something between Dean’s legs started vibrating.

“What the…?”

“I told you, you would like it.” You smiled, remembering that shopping trip you had done a few days ago.

“We agreed… no more pranks…” Dean struggled to say.

“I know, but I spent a lot on this… I just couldn’t waste it.” You explained innocently.

“So… One… Last… Prank…” Dean shuted his eyes strongly, trying to supress his moans.

“Yeah, now good luck getting back home.” You kissed his cheeks and took the car keys from his pocket.

After three hours. Dean appeared on your shared bedroom’s door.

“I thought you could do it in three minutes, not three hours.” You laughed.

That was evil.” He said, walking to the bathroom to change his dirty clothes.

“Someone looks angry.” You observed innocently. Dean snapped his head back at you and smirked.

“Oh, no sweetheart. I’m not angry, I’m just impatient to see the look on your face when I get back to you.” And with that said, he closed the door.

“I’m screwed.” You whispered to yourself.

The two of you made sure to keep Sam away from your further pranks; and the night of Halloween you settled the war with a tie. You were now very anxious for next year.


Characters: daughter!reader, daddy!sam

Warnings: bullying, angst, fluff

Word count: 2077

Summary: you accidentally reveal to your father, Sam, that you’re being bullied at school when you ask him if he believes you are a freak.

You didn’t mind they way you lived, there were the ups and downs but you mostly enjoyed it. It was nice to travel around a lot with your family, your only family being Sam and Dean. You would hunt together, you were all protective of each other and you kept close tabs on each other.

You also loved the time you spent together when you weren’t hunting. You and Dean had a prank war, you asked Sam to join to but he was still pissed about the hair removal cream Dean had put in his shampoo before so he decided he wasn’t going to be a part of it. Then there was when you would all stop off at diners and grab dinner together, sometimes talking about the big problems going on at that time or just about the monster you were hunting that week.

However, on a random occasion there would be times where you would just talk like a family. They would tell you embarrassing stories of each other when they were little and make you laugh, Sam would tell you about his memories with Jess because you never got to meet her and you only knew your mother through your fathers memories.

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I Did It For The Dough

Characters: Dean, Sam, Reader
Words: 797
Requested by Anonymous:  So excited your taking requests!! I would love a dean x reader where dean and Sam have been in another prank war and the reader has always stayed neutral. But one of the boys pays the reader to help him since the other won’t be expecting her involvement? 

           It was quiet. Way too quiet. You had opened your bedroom door and didn’t hear anything. Normally there was music going or a TV on or something. But there was nothing. And that worried you a little.

           You knew Sam and Dean were antsy; they had been in the middle of a prank war for the past week because you hadn’t found a hunt. The pranks had started harmless, but you were worried they would escalate because of their lack of other activities.

           As you carefully made your way down the hallway, you saw Dean’s door partially open. You stopped and looked in to find him sitting on his bed with his laptop, “Dean?” you knocked on the door.

           “Hey. You’re here. Good,” he grinned up at you.

           “What is that look, Dean?” you asked, walking into the room.

           “So, I was thinking about how to get Sam back for the fake pie,” he said, “And I need your help.”

           “Nope,” you shook your head, “I’m not getting into the prink war between you too. I’m Switzerland.”

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Characters: Sister!Reader, Sam, and Dean

Prompt: This is a part of @winchesterprincessbride‘s 2k gif celebration. 

Words: 475

Warnings: Just a salty reader 

A/N: Sorry this took so long. It took awhile for inspiration to hit me!

Pranks were always a fun part of the road with your brothers, but they always knew to keep it between themselves. Anytime you were brought in it turned sour. Things were normally bad as it was, but once you joined it was a new hell. Most of the times the elders took precautions, but sometimes Dean’s prank would go awry.

Today had been one of those moments. Dean and Sam were holding a prank war all day during the hunt. At one point you had been the accidental target. Dean thought it would be funny to mess with the salt shaker at the diner while you and Sam were placing your orders. The two of you had came back with the food, including Dean’s. Dean took his burger happily, and hopeful Sam would use the shaker like he normally would. However, you were the first one to grab it. Dean didn’t take notice until it was too late. At the sight of the entire container of salt dumping onto your food he was mentally chastising himself.

Your nostrils flared as your jaw clenched. You looked up to Dean, annoyance clearly on your face. “Are you kidding me Dean!?”

Dean gulped his food down, “If it helps any it was meant for Sam?”

“No that doesn’t help you asshole! My food is turned into a salty death trap!”

Dean reached for your food and tried to switch them.

“No stop. You’ve done enough,” you said completely pissed.

Sam gave you a sympathetic look and gave you half of his sandwich, “Take this. I’ll eat the ruined food.”

“No neither of you are eating it. Sam take your half back,” Dean said placing it back onto Sam’s plate. “I’ll take the ruined food, you have my fries.”

Both you and Sam had no choice but to give up. Dean wouldn’t drop it until the two of you agreed.

As the day wore one and the hunt came to a close, the three of you decided to stop by the restaurant to grab some dinner.

Luckily for you, you had no longer been a target in anyway. They decided to hold off on their pranks for the rest of the day until tomorrow.

The hostess showed you all to a table with a smile. You smiled and nodded your head gratefully to her. The three of you took your place at the table. Once Dean’s butt connected with the chair and his weight was added, he was sent straight to the floor.

Dean looked mortified at first and quickly got to his feet as his hunter instincts kicked in. He frantically looked around hoping you and Sam were the only witnesses.

You sat there with a smug look on your face. Sam was leaning back, clapping and laughing happily. One glance and Dean knew.

You got your payback.

Tagging: @sleepywinchester, @kinkystevesgirl, @timeforsmut, @goldenangelbloodcastiel, @because-imma-lady-assface, @growningupgeek, @abbessolute, @keelzythe2nd, @wideawakeandwriting, @super-not-naturall, @babypieandwhiskey, @wi-deangirl77, @ilsawasanacrobat, @impala-dreamer, @becs-bunker, @something-random

Gif not mine found on Google Requested by @deanwinchester-smut

Being Married to Dean Winchester would include

*Hectic mornings

*Hot breakfast together when it’s possible

*Sharing the bunker with Sam and Cas

*Staying home while Dean and Sam go on hunts because he worries you’ll get hurt.

*Sweet morning kisses

*Squeezing into Dean’s tiny twin bed

*Shower sex

*Slow passionate love making

*Rough animal sex

*Dean constantly holding your hand just to be close to you

*Missing each other so badly when he’s away

*Phone sex, sometimes with Sam in the room

*You running your fingers through his short hair

*Praying to Castiel to protect him

*Being best friends with Sam

*Joking with Cas

*Prank wars that Dean always wins

*Going to sleep in each other’s arms

Tagging @attackdogcas @impalaimagining @spn-twd-smut @purplejellybean @jenkarev @magicalunicorn84

Are you kidding me?! - Dean Winchester x Reader

A/N: So I wasn’t planning on writing anything but this was requested and the idea was Dean and Reader are dating and Sam and Dean one day decide to play a prank on her and it ends with fluff and I don’t know if this was what you really were thinking about. I tried and I hope you like it, whoever wanted it and all of you guys! xx' 

Are you kidding me?! - Dean x Reader

Prank wars.

That was a habit of the Winchester brothers that you didn’t particularly like to take part in. However sometimes you would help Sam prank Dean only to get revenge for the pranks he had pulled on Sam and for yourself of course, cause the looks that girls on bars sent him and he pretended not to know about were enough for you to get jealous and want a payback.

What kind of girlfriend wouldn’t?

But normally you wouldn’t participate in them because you knew that the more people took part the longer the pranks would last and the more work you would have to do afterwards.

Yes, since you were the only girl that lived with them you couldn’t but clean up the mess they left afterwards, just like this time.

“Agh” you groaned “So I cleaned the whole kitchen and there is no sign of ketchup and I also  gathered the exploded bottle and broken chair” you said as you walked into the living room where Sam sat with a book on his hands.

“By the way, how did you manage to make the whole bottle of ketchup explode not to mention have Dean fall of his chair that although it seemed ok, had in fact a broken leg?” you asked him frowning and he just chuckled.

“Well I have my ways” he laughed more “Although in the beginning I’d though of putting a cockroach in his cheeseburger, or better in his pie, instead of that but oh well” he shrugged and you made a face.

“Ew really Sam? That’s too much even for Dean. I mean all he did was put honey on your shampoo” you said.

“Yeah but my hair stuck for a whole week, so I had to get him back” he responded.

“Yeah but-” you started defending Dean again but Sam cut you off.

“(Y/n) do you want me to remind you the way that waiter came to him the other day and-” he started but you cut him off.

“Don’t!” you said “I clearly remember how she came to him, I don’t need you to remind me” you took in a breath to calm your nerves.

“Anyway” you spoke again “Are you even going to talk to each other or-” someone cut you off.

“Not a chance” Dean’s voice was heard from behind you; as a pair of arms hugged your waist.

“Hey baby” he gave you a quick peck on they lips.

“Hey” you said after he rested his head on your shoulder.

“Hey (y/n) can you tell my semi-naked brother that he doesn’t need to show off in front of us and go wear some damn clothes” Sam told you and you opened your mouth to say to Dean what Sam had told you to.

“Hey (y/n) can you tell my completely-bitchy brother that I had no other choice but take a shower after his amazing prank, since I was covered in ketchup” Dean spoke this time and as you opened your mouth to speak you were cut off by Sam.

“Hey (y/n) can you tell my completely-awful-at-pranks brother that the next time he messes up with my things I’m going to get him back really bad” he said and this time you didn’t have the opportunity to even open your mouth.

“Hey (y/n) can you tell my brother that he is acting like a total diva” he said and Sam didn’t miss a beat.

“Hey (y/n) can you tell my brother that he is the biggest jerk in the universe and a total asshole” he said and Dean immediately started speaking.

“Hey (y/n) can you tell my-” he started but you cut him off.

“OK enough! If you want to play that game then so be it, but I’m not gonna stay here to live yet another Apocalypse.” you said and broke out of Dean’s arms and went to grab your jacket.

“Where are you going?” Sam asked and Dean glared at him; clearly pissed because he was going to ask the same thing and Sam beat him at it.

“Out. Grabbing some food and-” you pointed a finger at Sam that went to speak “No. I’m not taking any ketchup” you wore your jacket and took your keys.

“Hey” Dean’s voice made you turn to him “Don’t forget the pie!” he said and you frowned a little bit as you looked at Sam who had the exact same smile as the cat from Alice in Wonderland and you immediately understood why.

“I uh, I’ll take two just in case” you said, more to yourself.

“Anyway ok, but when I’m back you’d better be wearing clothes” you said pointing a finger at Dean.

“Why? Do I give you any ideas?” he winked at you and Sam just rolled his eyes.

“Hey (y/n) can you tell-” Sam started but you cut him off.

“NO!” you pointed a finger at him and then turned to Dean “And no” you said.

“Yet” you murmured more to yourself “But I’m in no mood for taking care of your sick ass, got it” you said and he nodded.

“Ok I’ll be back in a while” you said grabbing the only umbrella that was near the door Hm weird, I though I left more umbrellas here you thought but shrugged it off.

“Try not to kill each other while I’m gone” you said and closed the door “Although I doubt you’d stay like that for a long time” you mumbled and opened the umbrella which luckily was big enough and seemed quite strong as it was raining really heavily.

Both brothers looked at each other “Game’s on”

Taking a deep breath you stepped into the pouring rain; holding the umbrella tightly to yourself hoping that despite the fact that it was raining cats and dogs you wouldn’t get really wet. After all the umbrella seemed to be able to withstand even the heaviest of rain. Right?


You hadn’t even taken a few steps into the rain when you heard a weird noise coming from the umbrella and then… that was it.

It gave away and suddenly rain started coming from lots of holes, big and small ones; it didn’t matter cause the result was you becoming wet to the bone.

You stood there in shock, mouth slightly agape as the cold endless rain hit you and made you more wet than ever.

“Are you kidding me?!” you shouted frustrated.

Taking in a big deep breath you made your way back; after having thrown the umbrella somewhere.

You opened the door; and even if it wasn’t five minutes that you were gone; there was nobody on the living room. Dean probably would be on your bedroom changing and Sam… well Sam was somewhere doing his… usual moose-staff.

“Probably combing his hair or something” you said to yourself before you made your way to your bedroom; you definitely needed to change.

You walked up the stairs and went to your bedroom, whose door was slightly open.

Oh well.

As you grabbed the door handle and went to go in you stopped dead on your tracks; your eyes wide, your heart beating fast and a lump forming on your throat making you feel as if you couldn’t breath and your eyes began to sting from the tears forming.

“Yes babe of course” it was Dean’s voice speaking on the phone.

Not with you however.

“Yeah yeah don’t worry… yeah that might be hard… there is a uh a girl but that’s not important I wouldn’t miss this chance for anything… I know babe, I know. So am I, yeah don’t worry I’ll come… oh babe, be sure of that. It will be an unforgettable night” he chuckled more as he spoke with whoever it was, and you had a pretty good idea who it was.

That chick from the bar.

Huh of course you thought

He was cheating on you with her.

Of course you thought once again as tears started streaming down your face.

And his words kept being repeated in your head.

There is a girl he said.

She’s not important he said.

How could he say that?! your sadness turned into anger.

How can he say such a thing? After all these years we’ve been together how can he… You shook your head dismissing any further thoughts and wiped the few tears that had rolled down your cheeks holding back more that were to stream down…

The few tears that were almost impossible for anyone to see if he didn’t come close and that, of course,… he didn’t…

Sam didn’t…

And you decided that you’ve had enough. If that’s how he wanted to play it then so shall be it. You cut Dean’s conversation off and stormed into the room.

“Are you kidding me?!” you shouted and Dean immediately turned to look at you wide-eyed.

“(Y/n)? Wh-why are you back so soon?” he asked.

“Why I’m back so soon huh? Did I spoil your little surprise maybe?” you asked sarcastically and he still looked at you a little bit wide-eyed.

“(Y/n) it’s not what you think it is, I can explain.” he said his voice trembling a little bit.

“Explain? Explain what exactly?!” you ended up shouting “That you were going to cheat on me with that whore?! Or maybe that you have done it before?!” you couldn’t stop yourself from shouting; feeling more angry and hurt than you’ve ever been in your life.

Hurt what a word to use to describe what you felt at the moment. It wasn’t in the slightest close to what you were feeling. Your whole world falling apart.

But anger was exactly a word that could describe you as you saw that smirk on Dean’s face and then hearing him chuckle.

“You’re laughing?” you asked not being able to believe what was happening.

This definitely wasn’t Dean. No. Not the Dean you knew. Not your Dean.

“Ok now I think it’s time to explain how the case is.” he chuckled a bit and continued “(Y/n) I-” he started but you cut him off.

“Explain what?!” you shouted “That all this time we’ve been together I never meant anything to you? That you only used me? That I was important as much as a trash is? That you pretended to feel things but none of them were true? That it’s so hilarious how I even believed you? How I even believed that you could feel anything about someone like me? That to you everything about me was a nothing? That I was a nothing? That my damn feelings for you were a nothing? That the fact that you made me love you more that my own damn life or anything else for that mater, that you made me fall head over heels for you and are willing any moment to sacrifice my damn life for you because I love you more than anything else in Earth, Heaven or Hell is a nothing then…” you took a deep breath and blinked a few times as the tears had now started streaming down your face non-stop “… save it. I know the way out” you said and for a few seconds Dean stood there looking at you more wide-eyed; pain all over his green eyes.

“(Y/n)…” it was Sam’s voice from behind you; Dean could not utter a single word.

“Leave me alone Sam” you said in a low and harsh voice tone; shrugging off his hand and running out of the room and then…

… silence.

That’s the only thing that could be heard in the room.


Sam stood there looking at his brother whose eyes were fixed on the door from where you left, only three words echoing in his head.

I. love. you.

None of you had said those words despite the fact that you’ve been together for at least three to four years. He knew he felt that way about you but always doubted that you did the same, it’s in his nature to doubt after all he is Dean Winchester. So he waited till you said it first and that hadn’t happened till now.

But it wasn’t the way he had imagined it. No, not at all. He’d hoped it would be just the two of you, that he would be holding you after having shown you how much you meant to him and that someone of you would say it (probably you) and that he would say that he loved you too, more that he could imagine. But that did not happen.

No. Not at all. And all because of…

… a stupid prank.

Really stupid.

“Dean…” Sam’s voice brought him back to reality.

Slowly he turned to look at his brother “Go to her” Sam said with a sad and sympathetic smile “Explain everything”.

And he did.

Shaking his head he quickly exited the bedroom and quickly ran down the stairs. Upon seeing the open door he realized where you’d went.

He went outside and walked into the rain, not caring if his clothes got wet. He had to find you. He had to.

Running a little bit more away he looked around him but could not find you. He searched  around him frantically, looking for you, but all he could see was rain pouring down on everything; just like his tears.

He had really screwed up this time.

He put his hands behind his head and looked once again around him in hope of finding you.

And he did.

He saw you running… in the opposite direction of him.

And oh did that hurt.

“(Y/N)!” he shouted and started running towards you and as soon as you heard him you picked up your pace, but it wasn’t enough since he caught up with you.

He grabbed your arm and made you turn to look at him; your eyes widened as you saw his also tear-stained face.

“Leave me alone!” you said and tried to break free; in vain though; as he grabbed both of your shoulders and forced you to look at him.

“No!” he shouted also so that he could be heard in the heavy rain “You have to listen!” he said and you shook your head.

“Listen to what Dean? I’ve had enough of your lies! Why don’t you let me go and you can have the life you want!” you said still struggling to break free.

“No! That’s not true, you have to hear what I-” he started speaking but you cut him off.

“I told you I’ve had enough! Just leave me alone and forget that I ever existed and so you can-” you started but this time he cut you off by grabbing you more forcefully and crashing his lips to yours.

You tried to resist but in vain. Soon you found yourself giving in to him and enjoying the kiss, you could not lie; not to yourself at least; no matter what he did you would love him and you could not change that no matter how much you wanted to, even if he felt nothing for you. The mere thought made more tears run down your cheeks and a sob escape your throat as he continued to kiss you. It hurt to know the truth. It hurt to kiss him and know that it didn’t mean anything to him. It hurt to love him so much.

After a while he pulled back; both of your lungs screaming for air; and cupped your face looking into your eyes.

“Why are you doing this to me?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Oh baby” he said and some tears rolled down his cheeks “Please believe me. Nothing happened. None of what you heard is true, (y/n) I-” he almost choked on his tears “I love you more than my own damn life too baby, I would never do such a thing to you” he paused and you opened your mouth to speak but he cut you off “It was a joke” he said and your expression changed dramatically.

“Damn it (y/n)… Sam and I… thought that it would be fun to pull this kind of prank on you, knowing that nothing else would get you angry apart from that, no ketchup all over you or glue on your hair or something like that. Just a prank. All we wanted was to make you feel a little bit angry but not hurt you baby, never hurt you. And even the umbrella, Sam made some holes so that you would get wet and come to change and find me supposedly talking on the phone to a chick, but I wasn’t talking to anyone baby. Please believe me… None of them is true. I- I love you and only you baby…” he said tears running down his face “Please believe me…” he completed in a whisper-y voice.

You looked at him not able to believe anything and just as you were about to push him he spoke “Please (y/n)!” he said more urgently; afraid that you might think he was lying “Ask Sam if you want, he will tell you the same please, baby I-” he paused and pulled away from you he hands falling to his side as one pulled something from his pocket.

He looked up at from the ring, he had bought the previous week for your anniversary, to you “I don’t want to loose you, never…” he said and you looked at the ring wide eyed.

He averted his eyes from you to the ring “I bought it for our anniversary next week. I was planning…” he took a trembling breath in “I was planning to ask you to marry me” he let out a dry chuckle “Poor Sammy, he must have a headache from me rambling about how to ask you all the time and how I hoped you’d say yes though now… I just hope you forgive me baby and not break up with me for that stupid joke” he looked up at you again.

“You’re such a jerk…” you said and let out a dry chuckle and he looked at you with hopeful eyes “First giving me a heart attack and now…” you laughed a little bit more “Times like this I wonder why I love you so damn much, come here” you said and hugged him tightly; burring your face in his chest; as he did the same.

“So this means…” he started.

“Yes, I want to marry you asshole!” you said laughing and he laughed more.

He picked you up and turned you “I promise to make it up to you in every possible way” he said with a wide smile.

“And I promise to get you back for that in every possible way” you said after he set you down.

He let out a chuckle, putting the ring on your finger and cupping your face afterwards “Do as you wish…

… Ms. Winchester”

Prank wars

A/N: This was written for @ravengirl94 ​ Ravensgirl's   1.5 k Challenge thank you for letting me enter your challenge  . The quote is highlighted. Gifs are not  mine

Prompt: Ah, yes. The classic bucket on top of the door prank. You have no idea what you’ve just gotten yourself into.

Pairing: Dean, reader who is the youngest sibling, Sam.

Word count : 806.

Warnings : language, fluffy not really.

Sam and dean were busy doing other things Dean was working on his car while Sam was doing some research for a upcoming case. You were extremely bored one day there was nothing, to do.  So you thought to yourself why not prank your older  brother Dean.Even though you knew it would turn out be a full on prank war. Sure you would have a  good  laugh over it you in your room in  the bunker while you were think of your prank to pull on Dean.

You decided to start with the old bucket on the door prank. You filled a bucket almost full to the top with ice cold water. You tried to put the bucket on top of the door so you decided to ask your older brother Sam for help.

 You walked to the library “Sam can you help me for a second” you asked Sam.

“Sure. What do you need help with?”

 "I want to prank Dean with a old fashioned prank the classic bucket on top of the door but I can’t reach it so you’re in? I will take full credit in it.“ You whispered into Sam ear.

 "I’m in let’s do this” Sam Whispered into your ear.

 So Sam came with you into your room and put the bucket over your door. You closed your door and when Sam made it back into the library then you called for Dean.  

 “Dean can you help me for a minute “you yelled.

“Be there in a sec “ Dean said loudly.

He went into your room he opened your door then the bucket of ice cold water fell on top of him you were laughing your head off. He got soaking wet he looked over at you. You were crying from laughing so hard t. It was a really good laugh and you needed the laugh.

“Come on Dean take a joke” you said looking at him.

“Ah, yes. The classic bucket on top of the door prank. You have no idea what you’ve just gotten yourself into. Your so on Y/N Winchester ” he said.

“Get ready big bro this is going to be more epic then when Sammy and you had your prank war before. Plus It’s been ages since we had a prank war. 1 rule let’s not do any thing where we can get hurt or harmed Deal?“ you asked.

 "It’s a deal little sis” he shook your hand and you got zapped you had a shocked look on your face.

“What the heck?“ You asked.

“It’s a prank two can play at this game. That was for earlier”

 You were thinking of some pranks to pull on Dean you came up with some really interesting ones before and you were ready for the challenge.

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The Unexpected Prankster

So I just reached the 100 followers milestone, and to celebrate I wrote this cute one shot! I hope you guys like it, and I want to thank every one of my followers, I never thought I’d reach this milestone, so thank you so much guys! I love each and every one of you!!

Castiel didn’t know what to think about the situation he found himself in. One moment he was sitting comfortably in his chair in the library reading a book, the next he was covered in pink sparkly glitter and multi-colored pillow feathers and in his hands where his book had been now held a giant purple dildo. But really, he should have known that something like this would happen eventually. 

After Sam and Dean had started back up their infamous prank war a few weeks back, more and more people had been joining in. First was Claire, then Alex and Jo, Jody and Donna joined in after their squad cars got ambushed with confetti in the AC and One Direction/Justin Beiber blaring from the speakers, Charlie had joined in as well after she got back from Oz last week, Kevin was at his mom’s place so he was safe, for now at least, and no one messed with Bobby or Ellen. 

The last person to join was the newly resurrected Gabriel, who, naturally, out pranked everyone, but that didn’t stop people from trying to prank him back, though they failed miserably. It was all very amusing, mostly because no one messed with Cas either, until now that is. Gabriel was never known to spare anyone once he got going in his pranking spree.

Oh well, he thought to himself as he walked towards his room to clean the glitter and feathers off his vessel, might as well join in on the fun, just for a short while at least.

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Your boots squeaked as you walked into the room, little drops fell from your hair and fingertips, splattering  against the hard wood floor. You were completely soaked from head to foot, and equally pissed.

“Are you happy to see me ‘cause you look a little wet there,” Dean said, fighting the grin that tugged at his lips. The brothers sputtered into uncontrollable laughter, Sam doubled over and grabbing onto Dean’s shoulder for support.

You aimed a glare at both of them, jaw set and eyes hard. “Just remember, payback’s a bitch, you said. You stalked out of the room, their laughter following you, and paused when you were in the door frame. “And so am I.”

Lost the bet.

Pairing : Reader x Dean
Author : Mel
A/N : because it’s funny.

“Fucking Sam, and his stupid fucking bets…” Dean grumbled as he waited. Dean had started the prank war, and Sam had called the bet. Sam won the war, and this was his punishment. And Dean was not fucking happy about it.

He didn’t have to wait long before he heard the bunker door open, and shut again. He took a deep breath, then grumbled as he bent over getting ready. “I hate you Sam.” He mumbled to himself. He was on his hands and knees on your bed, and when he heard the door open behind him, he did what he had to.

“Dean!?” You were in shock.

Charlies laughter rang out next to you. “Oh my god I am so happy I made this trip!” You heard the tell tale sound of her phone starting to record before she spoke, but when Dean heard her voice, he froze and turned.


“Hiya Dean.” She grinned, still recording. “I like your giant googly eyes.”

“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU SAM!” Dean yelled, knowing his brother was just down the hall.

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Sam: *telling Dean about how you had accidentally gotten flour all over yourself when you turned on the fan as that prank had been meant for Dean*

Dean: Dude, what was her face like? *laughs*