Following my AUs and Prompts List from a few months back, here is a compilation of my favorite sentence starters for all your writing needs.
Because most of them aren’t mine, credits are at the end.
“Do you want me to leave?”
“You are not going without me.”
“I can’t believe you!”
“I swear it won’t happen again.”
“What did you say?”
“I’m not jealous.”
"You’re jealous, aren’t you?”
“We can’t keep doing this.”
“Are you sure this is legal?”
“Isn’t this amazing?”
“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”
“Stay the night. Please.”
“You can’t die. Please don’t die.”
“Run away with me.”
“You did WHAT?”
“Get outta my sight!”
“Why are you so annoying?”
“Were you ever going to tell me?”
"Never in a million years.”
“Don’t ask me that…”
“I might have had a few shots.”
“What’s with the box?”
“W- What are you doing?”
“I could kiss you right now!”
“Are you done with that?”
“What’s going on here?”
“Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”
“It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”
“Did you do this on purpose?!”
“Are you still awake..?”
“This is all your fault!”
“I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”
“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”
“I shouldn’t be in love with you!”
“It’s not fair!”
“I could kill you right now!”
“Knock it off!”
“You’re a complete moron!”
“I love this song!”
“I can’t be in love with you!”
“Don’t tempt me.”
“I hate you.”
“You are infuriating!”
“Just shut up already.”
“That doesn’t even make sense.”
“Kiss my ass.”
“Just admit I’m right.”
“Just admit you’re wrong.”
“You are being ridiculous!”
“Listen to me!”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”
“Don’t yell at me.”
“That’s it. End of discussion.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You shouldn’t have said that.”
“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”
“How dare you?”
“I dare you!”
“It’s you, it’s always been you.”
“Well this is awkward…”
“Just pretend to be my date”.
“Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”
“The planet is fine. The people are fucked.”
“I just did some calculations, and I’ve been able to determine that you’re full of shit.”
“You know what I like most about people? Pets.”
“Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?”
“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”
“I don’t hate you.. I just don’t like that you exist.”
“Love is the jelly to sunshine’s peanut butter. And if I tell you that I’m in sandwich with you, I’m not just saying it to get in your Ziploc bag.”
“Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.”
“Did you really just insult Captain America in front of me?”
“Can I touch your boob?”
“It’s not that you’re wrong, exactly, you’re just extremely not right.”
“You shouldn’t be trusted with small children, should you?”
“Give me cake or give me death.”
“On a scale from, ’I can sometimes make important phone calls without crying’ to ’I have a stable job with a steady income, a spouse who loves me, a dog, and two kids who are screwed up minimally at worst’, how much of an adult are you?”
“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”
“Despite the cliche, it’s not me, it’s you.”
“Obviously you can’t tell a woman you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can’t.”
“No, it was my fault for thinking that you might care.”
“When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Specially then!”
“If you’re not scared, then you’re not taking a chance. If you’re not taking a chance, then what the hell are we doing anyway?”
“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”
“What have I told you about the toilet seat?”
“I tried to change the duvet and I got stuck inside.”
“I vote today to be a pajama day.”
“You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”
“I don’t leave messages. If I wanted to talk to a machine, I’d talk to my VCR.”
“I can be flexible. As long as everything is exactly the way I want it, I’m totally flexible.”
“You know we’re suppose to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you, and you know it, too. I know you do.”
“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”
“I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”
“What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring loudly at me.”
“I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!”
“This would not happen if I had a penis!”
“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”
“All nighter, you and me. First one to fall sleep buys the other dinner.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever played spin the bottle.”
“Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt.”
“I’m ok, thank you. Just please, stop talking to me.”
“To the night you’ll never remember!”
“Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?”
“Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.”
“Are you meeting someone here? Because.. I think I’m that person.”
“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”
“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”
“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his/her cake hole.”
“I’m not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren’t even hot.”
“You better take care of that car or I swear I’ll haunt your ass!”
“This is the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.“
“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”
“I could do that, but could doesn’t mean would.”
“You cannot fathom the immensity of the fucks I don’t give.”
“You’re like, five feet tall. How you gonna reach me, shortie?”
"I recognize that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”
“Do you need me to kill someone for you?”
“Look out where you’re going, asshole!”
“Fuck the sandwich guy!”
“I did not mean for stripping to come out of this.”
“The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?”
“Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.”
“I’m weird, you’re weird, we could have weird little babies and live weirdly ever after if it wasn’t for the fact I find you repulsive.”
“There is nothing wrong with planning a wedding with a video game character.”
“I’m gonna lay down and die for like half hour okay?”
“There’s been some real friction in our friend group lately. I suggest an orgy to save our friendships.”
“It’s midnight, what do you want?”
“I think I know how to use a bed.”
“If I wake up in the morning and I’m dead… Wait.”
“You are completely unfit to handle a child.”
“We have to get out of this place. It is EVIL.”
“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”
“When in doubt curl into the fetal position and give up on life.”
“It’s not a double date, we’re just third and forth wheeling.”
“I have something to tell you…”
“I think I’m pregnant.”
“When were you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?”
“You’re smart and successful with an adorable belly.”
“$50 bucks says it’s a girl/boy.”
“Pregnancy suits you…”
“Hello little one. We can’t wait to meet you…”
“I’ll just be in the bathroom throwing my fucking guts up because our unborn kid wants to be a dick!”
“There’s someone I’d like you to meet…”
“Shh… He/she’s sleeping..”
“I have a special surprise for you. Close your eyes and follow me.”
“No, no, no, no, no, we aren’t ready… We aren’t ready for kids yet!”
“Oh, gosh, I felt it! I felt a kick!”
“Your hair is so soft…”
“You’re so cute when you pout like that!”
“Just relax, I’ll wash your hair for you.”
“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
“What, does that feel good?”
“HA! I found a weak-spot on you, didn’t I?”
“Are you wearing my shirt?”
“You are ridiculously comfortable…”
“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with…”
“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”
“You’re beautiful, you know that?”
“We should get a puppy!”
“Aren’t they beautiful?”
“These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”
“Shooting star, make a wish.”
“It’s actually a comet, but I’ll still make one.”
“Imagine if it could always be this way, even in the city.”
“Never thought something so beautiful could exist in nature…”
“Wouldn’t it be cool to name a star after yourself?”
“Y'know, your roof may not be the safest place for us to stargaze.”
“This is why you made me drive three hours out into the middle of nowhere?”
“Is that a– Wait, no, just an airplane.”
“I wouldn’t mind falling asleep out here.
“Did you just… finish?”
“They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.”
“I’m not actually feeling anything.”
“Are you getting any closer?”
“Why do they make this look so easy in all those porn movies?! This hurts like fuck!”
“Did something just happen? You’re not turned on anymore.”
“Shit sorry, am I going too fast?”
“Wow, you’re hot.”
“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
“Hey, I’m open minded.”
“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”
“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”
“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”
“I see someone’s happy to see me.”
“I saw that. You just checked me out.”
“You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.”
“Take off your clothes.”
“Tell all those other guys/girls you don’t need them ‘cause you got me.”
“Don’t give me that face, it’s so cute I might not be able to hold back.”
“Boobs are really just squishy pillows.”
“If you don’t get turned on by having your neck kissed somethings wrong with you.”
“Blasphemy! Sex solves everything.”
“I platonically want to have sex with you. No big deal.”
[text]: What do you want now?
[text]: Do you want to bet on that?
[text]: Guess who just got back in town.
[text]: So I might be in a hospital right now…
[text]: We can’t keep doing this anymore!
[text]: Come on, come to the party!
[text]: Can you pick me up from the bar? Too drunk to drive.
[text]: You have no clue how I feel so shut up.
[text]: I call bullshit.
[text]: You thought you could get away with that, didn’t you?
[text] I gave up great shower sex to be here so don’t say I never did anything for our friendship.
[text] Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.
[text] Also, my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall.
*Let me know if you want to be tagged in any of my future work*
Y/N groaned as the impala hit another bump in the road. They’d been driving for hours and she was exhausted. Dean refused to tell her where they were heading; she figured it had to be related to their Dad’s disappearance. He’d gone on a solo hunt a while ago and Dean was clearly starting to get worried about his prolonged absence.
Y/N sat up straighter in her seat, accepting the fact that she wasn’t going to be getting any sleep tonight. She turned to her brother for what felt like the millionth time and asked, “Where are we going Dean?”
Dean looked over at her before answering, “We’re headed to check on Dad. We’ve just got to make a quick stop first.”
“Don’t worry, it won’t be much longer. Just try and get some sleep.” Dean didn’t look at her as he answered and Y/N knew that there was something he was leaving out.
“Dean… I know you better than anyone- I know you’re leaving something out. Tell me what’s going on.”
“Dad’s case was in California. We’re stopping off at Stanford to get Sam’s help on finding Dad.”
Y/N shot forward in her seat, her eyes bugging out of her head. “We’re what?!”
Dean looked over and sighed. He knew this wasn’t going to go over well with Y/N, hence why he had put off telling her. Y/N was not going to want to see Sam. “Y/N, calm down. We need Sam’s help to find Dad. That needs to be the priority, okay?”
Y/N was not happy about this. Sam had gone off to Stanford and left the family. At first it hadn’t been that bad. Sam had called and texted; he helped Y/N with her homework and he had managed to meet up with Dean and Y/N behind their dad’s back a few times. Unfortunately, after a while that had stopped. Sam drifted farther away from his siblings; leaving them behind for the exciting new adventure of college. He had promised Y/N to always be there for her and make time for her, but the responses had started to decline until he rarely, if ever, answered her texts anymore. Y/N felt abandoned and forgotten by her brother and she wasn’t looking forward to seeing him after almost three years.
“This is it.” Dean announced as the impala rolled to a stop in front of an apartment building. He climbed out of the car and turned when he noticed his younger sister not following behind him. “You coming or what?”
“Do I have to?” Y/N pledging looked up at her brother. She hoped to stay in the impala and prolong the inevitable.
“C’mon kid.” Y/N sighed, climbing out of the car and following her brother toward the building. She frowned as she watched Dean heading for the fire escape.
“Dean, why are we not going through the door?”
“More fun this way.”
Y/N stomach dropped, “Does Sam know we’re coming Dean?” “Like I said, more fun this way.” Y/N sighed pulling herself up behind her brother, this was going to be a long night.
The two hunters slipped through the window into what Y/N hoped was Sam’s apartment. The lights were all off and Y/N assumed that by this hour Sam was long asleep. So, what was Dean’s plan? Was he just going to sit around and wait for their brother to wake up? Y/N was pulled from her thoughts by a crash in the other room. She followed the noise to see Dean pinning Sam to the ground. Guess he wasn’t going to wait for morning then.
The two boys had barely risen from the floor when the lights all flicked on. Y/N looked over to see a pretty blonde girl had entered the room. Y/N moved over to stand closer to Dean and Sam introduced Dean to the girl, Jessica.
“I love the smurfs.” Y/N rolled her eyes at her brother’s flirting, smacking him slightly on the arm. Of course, that did nothing to defer Dean, who just smirked and moved forward towards his brother’s girlfriend. “You know, I gotta tell you, you are completely out of my brother’s league.”
Jessica glanced over at Sam and made to go back towards the bedroom, “Just let me put something on.”
“No, no. I wouldn’t dream of it. Seriously.”
“Dean,” Y/N quietly groaned; was now seriously the time to be making a move on Sam’s girl? Sam glanced over at Y/N, seemingly noticing her for the first time. He smiled at her, but she ignored it. Sam looked like he was about to say something, but Dean cut him off.
“Anyway, I gotta borrow your boyfriend here; talk about some private family business, but nice meeting you.”
“No,” Sam moved over next to his girlfriend, wrapping an arm around her. “No, whatever you want to say, you can say in front of her.”
Dean and Y/N shared a look. She gave him a nod, this was his idea, he could figure out how to get the message to Sam. “Okay, umm, Dad hasn’t been home in a few days.”
“So he’s working overtime on a Miller time shift. He’ll stumble in sooner or later.”
Dean gave a quick nod before continuing, “Dad’s on a hunting trip and he hasn’t been home in a few days.”
This caught Sam’s attention and in no time the three siblings were making their way outside to talk. Sam and Dean bickered back and forth for a while. Sam was convinced that Dad was fine and he wasn’t going, but Dean keep pushing; insistent that hunting wasn’t that bad and they needed Sam. Once Dean started telling Sam about the case, Y/N tuned them out, stretching out in the back seat of the impala. Dean was stubborn, it was going to be a while before he accepted that Sam didn’t want to come; Y/N figured she might as well use the time to try and get some sleep.
Before long Dean was sliding back into the driver’s seat of his beloved car. Y/N was surprised, she certainly didn’t expect Dean to give up so easy. Dean turned around in his seat and flashed his million dollar smile down at his little sister. “Good news, Sammy’s in.”
Y/N groaned, flopping backwards onto the seat. Great, just great. Grumbling under her breath, Y/N settled back into the old leather. Maybe she could fall asleep before Sam came back and she wouldn’t have to talk to him till morning. A girl could dream.
Hours later, Y/N felt herself being shaken awake. She opened her eyes to see Dean’s face right above her and sunlight streaming in the window.
“Rest stop, kiddo.” He handed her a twenty, “You know what I want.”
Y/N dragged herself out of the car, heading inside the store. After making her selection and getting Dean’s go to items, she headed back to Baby. Her brothers were talking about the family’s latest card scams. Y/N slide into the backseat, just in time to catch Sam criticizing the family cassette collection.
“I swear man, you gotta update your cassette collection.”
“Why?” Y/N silently agreed with Dean, what was Sam’s problem?
“Black Sabbath, Motorhead, Metallica, it’s the greatest hits of mullet rock.”
“House rules, Sammy; driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole.” Dean reached out to grab the Motorhead and Metallica tapes, offering them up to Y/N to pick.
Dean smiled proudly, “That’s my girl.”
Dean popped the tape in, music filling the car. “I thought the driver picked?”
Dean smiled, loving the feel of annoying his brother, “Well Y/N has good taste, so she can pick whenever she wants.”
Y/N smirked leaning back into Baby’s leather, enjoying jamming to the music with Dean.
Y/N managed to avoid Sam for most of the day. He tried talking to her a few times in the car and once or twice while they were working the case around town, but she always managed to engage Dean in conversation or when nothing else worked just straight up ignored him. She was angry and hurt and she really didn’t feel like pretending otherwise. Sam for his part didn’t understand why his baby sister wouldn’t even look at him, let alone talk to him. Dean didn’t like the tension, but he also knew that trying to force Y/N to talk to him wasn’t going to go well. Frankly, he was just happy she hasn’t mad at him for picking up Sam.
It wasn’t until the Winchesters wound up in their father’s hotel room, that Y/N was forced to face her brother. With Dean cleaning up, it left Sam and Y/N alone, for the first time since Sam joined them.
Y/N sat on the end of the bed, looking anywhere, but her brother. Sam on the other hand, couldn’t stop looking at her. He’d been trying to talk to her all day and every time he tried she turned him down cold.
“Hey,” Sam got up slowly, moving toward the bed and his sister. “I’ve been trying to talk to you all day and you keeping shutting me out.”
“That’s because I don’t want to talk to you.” Her response came out cold and harsh.
“Why not? C’mon, it’s been awhile. Don’t you want to talk?”
“That’s just it.” Y/N sprang up from the bed, looking at her brother with a hard look on her face. “You ditched us and left. Just because you’re here for the weekend doesn’t change that. Come Monday you’re off again and even if you weren’t that doesn’t change the last couple years. You stopped talking to me, you stop responding to me. You cut me out for your new, better life at college. You promised that no matter what you would always be my brother, you would always be there and you have not been. You left me and abandoned me. So no, I don’t want to talk to you. I don’t even want to see you.”
At this point Y/N was openly sobbing. Hearing all the commotion, Dean exited the bathroom. “What’s going on?”
Y/N grabbed the keys and headed for the door, “I’m grabbing food.”
Sam watched her go, realizing exactly what his leaving had done to his little sister.
“I don’t understand why we need to go to the middle of nowhere,” you said as you let your head loll back on the Impala’s bench seat. “You know I can drive, right? I’ve been doing it since I was 16.” Dean glanced sideways at you and made an irritated noise, but kept driving down the country road, making no move to slow down or pull over. You looked out the window and saw fields rushing past you in vast green chunks, occasionally being broken up by the odd patch of trees or outcrop of vegetation. You knew Dean was protective of his baby, but this was ridiculous! You hadn’t seen anyone in almost 15 minutes and he still wouldn’t let you drive. If he kept up like this from much longer you were going to end up in the next town, and then he would never let you behind the wheel.
“Okay, pull over,” you said with as much authority as you could manage, sitting up straight and pointing to the side of the road. Dean looked a little taken aback, but not surprised. He was clearly regretting saying you could drive his car.
“No buts!” you cut him off, “You said I could drive the car, so let me drive!”
He didn’t look like he liked it, but reluctantly he drove onto the gravelly shoulder and put the car in park, then turned his gaze on you. “Listen,” he said, “you have to be careful.”
“And don’t go to fast.”
“And don’t -”
You threw your arms up in frustration. “I know, Dean! You’ve told me all the rules, I’m not going to hurt your baby, I promise.” Your voice softened at that, knowing that he was only being like this because he loved his car.
It took him a second but it was like he visibly deflated, accepting defeat and saying, “Fine,” as he moved his hand to the door intending to get out, but you didn’t even give him a chance.
The second he gave you the green light you went straight for the driver’s seat, climbing over his lap and crowding him into to the passenger side. Dean wasn’t happy about this, mumbling something about respect and getting your feet off the seat as he shuffled out of your way, and then once you were behind the wheel you did something you’d been dying to do since you first drove somewhere with Dean. You turned the tuning dial, changing it to a new radio station, not one that you even liked, just one that was different from his. Then when Dean inevitably opened his mouth to protest you said, “Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole,” and pushed your foot into the gas, making the car speed off down the road.
*These gifs are not mine, both the gifs are from Google Images*
Summary: Based around season 1 where Sam is asked to join Dean and his sister. Sam watches his brother take care of his sister. Series of moments!
“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake-hole’‘Dean grinned as he threw the tape out of Sam’s hands. Sam rolled his eyes but nevertheless said nothing and sat in silence.
’'Here, darling. I got you your favourite’'Dean winked as he turned around in his seat and handed you the wrapped up burger.
’'Chicken burger!’'You squealed as you leaned forward and grabbed for it. Dean nodded. ’'With mayo?”
“With mayo, sweetheart’'Dean chuckled. You grinned, hungrily unwrapping the burger as Dean watched you with a huge smile. He ruffled your hair before turning back around and pulling out slowly before driving swiftly down the road.
’'So, their gonna be over here?’'Dean asked as he and Sam sat at the table, mapping out the whereabouts of their newest monster hunt.
’'DEAN’'You yelled, dragging out his name as you came running into the room. Dean looked up, craning his neck around as he looked at you.
’'What’s up, little sis’?’'Dean asked, shuffling in his seat so he could see you better. Sam watched you too, thinking maybe something was wrong.
’'Dean, will you play army with me?!’'You asked sweetly as you shyly shuffled your foot. You played army with Dean all the time but Sam didn’t know that you did since he wasn’t around but had left for school.
’'Yeah, of course I will’'He chuckled as he got up. Sam’s mouth parted slowly as he tugged Dean’s arm.
’'Dean… the map?’'Sam stuttered as he motioned towards the un-left map. Dean turned back to Sam as he moved the map off the table and began to clear it.
’'The map can wait, Sam’'Dean said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Sam rose his brows in shock. He wasn’t used to Dean putting hunting second. He watched as you raced towards Dean the two of you setting up the little toy soldier men and the field as you both moved the toys around and made funny voices.
Sam’s bare feet hit the cold floor as he winced slightly. The pounding headache in his skull was starting to hurt his brain. He stretched his long limbs as they cracked and he pondered his brain for why he had woken up suddenly.
Sam glanced over at his older brothers bed only to find it empty. He panicked a little but knew Dean had most likely gotten up to go to a bar if he couldn’t sleep.
It was until he looked over at your bed when he knew that something had happened. He knew you wouldn’t have gotten up to go to a bar or something.
Sam’s heart was pounding against his chest until he heard soft murmurs coming from the bathroom. He lightly padded his way towards the bathroom as he used his two fingers to quietly push open the door.
He peaked inside, only a slit of the door revealing what was behind it. You were sat on the edge of the bath tub, your eyes red and raw as if you had been crying. You kept using the sleeve of your pyjama top to wipe your running nose as you sniffled.
Sam snapped out of his concern and worry when he heard someone shuffling about. He pushed open the door a little more only to see Dean wetting a cloth in the sink. Dean walked back over to you before kneeling down and gently pressing the damp cloth to your swollen eyes.
“Hey, it’s okay. It was just a dream’‘Dean smiled soothingly as he yawned tiredly. Sam sighed in relief as he realised the two of you were not injured. He felt a little hurt that you had woken up Dean instead, in fact he felt hurt that all you ever did was go to Dean for everything but he knew that was his own fault.
Sam sleepily walked back to his bed before pulling back the covers and getting in. He was happy Dean was so caring towards you, even if he was a little jealous.
’'Alright. Well you go down that way and I’ll check out this way’'Dean stated as he and Sam stood opposite each other. Sam looked down the long, entwining road but nodded. He turned back to you and smiled kindly.
’'Hey, (y/n). Who do you wanna go with?’'Sam asked as he bent down a little, his hands on his knees. You shuffled your feet as you tapped your chin as if you really had to think hard.
’'Mmm…Dean!’'You squealed as you rushed towards Dean with a giggle.
’'yeah. That’s my girl’'Dean chuckled as he high fived you. Sam’s smile faltered a little. He really was happy, don’t get him wrong. But he couldn’t help but envy your relationship just a little. When you were younger you were so much closer to Sam and he missed that, he though about it all the time whilst he was gone. Now he came back and you weren’t ignoring him or mean, but you just barely did anything with him. You were definitely a Dean’s girl now.
Sam watched the two of you stalk down the road as you chatted his ear off excitedly but Dean just laughed and listened.
’'Hey, (Y/n)’'Sam started as he turned to you. You looked up, putting down your books as you looked up at your older brother and gave him a nod and a toothy smile. Sam chuckled but continued with his question. ’'Can I ask you something?”
You nodded again, putting down your book completely to give him your full attention as you turned his way and waited.
“How come you’re closer to Dean? I mean, I know that I left and you had time to get closer to Dean and all but you used to be really close to me’'Sam said as he tried not to let himself sound to jealous.
’'Because Dean gave me his word’'You answered simply as you turned back around and picked up your book.
’'His word?’'Sam repeated with confusion. His thick brows knitted together. You nodded, turning back to your brother, not knowing Dean was watching in the hall way.
’'When you left, Dean promised he never would. Everyone’s left me. You, Dad…mom. But Dean didn’t. Dean hasn’t and he swore he never would and I’ve never left him either. He’s always there for me and I trust him completely’'You explained as Sam nodded guiltily.
Character: Dean x Reader (Neutral) with Sam and Cas
Word Count: 2,726
Request: Can you do a one shot where Dean gets turned into a toddler by a witch and he becomes really attached to the reader and she sings hey Jude to him like his mom would and when he’s back to normal he realizes he wants her to be his
AN: Hey, guys! I hope y’all enjoy! I love you all :) Feel free to leave a request, ask a question, or just stop by to say hello! I’d love to talk with y’all some more.
“Are you sure that you’re alright, Dean? I mean… it’s not really common for a witch to make a mistake.”
Watching as Dean Winchester rolled his sparkling, green eyes, you climbed into the backseat of the Impala.You had just completed a witch-hunt with the Winchester brothers; and though, everything went according to plan, the witch still had managed to mumble a spell in Dean’s direction.
To say that you were concerned for the man’s well-being, would have been a vast understatement.
1. “Honestly, I think the world is gonna end bloody. But it doesn’t mean we shouldn’t fight. We do have choices.”
2. “Driver picks the music. Shotgun shuts his cake hole.”
3. “One wise man told me ‘Family don’t end in blood’ but it doesn’t start there either. Family cares about you. Not what you can do for them. Family is there, through the good, bad, all of it. They got your back. Even when it hurts. That’s family.”
4. “As long as I’m around, nothing bad is gonna happen to you.”
Unlike Piper and Annabeth, Jason and Percy DO have the same shoe size and they take full advantage of that fact and share shoes all the time
Jason can tell when Percy is putting on a smile just for show
Jason will then makes some sort of excuse about forgetting something and asks Percy to tag along and they’ll go walk around for a while until Percy feels better
Percy knows Jason is obsessed with M&Ms and promises to grab him some if sees them, but only if Jason gives him the blue ones
They are both touchy-feely people and casually sling an arm across each other’s shoulders all the time
When they’re hanging out, Percy and Jason don’t feel the need to be doing something together all the time. They are perfectly content to do their own thing while still being together
Jason is a pretty healthy eater and gets slightly nauseas when he sees what Percy eats
They spent an entire weekend marathoning Game of Thrones and can’t help but critique the sword fighting scenes
They can never agree on what to listen to in the car due to very different music tastes (“I am not listening to The Beatles for 3 hours, Jackson.” “Hey, driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole.” “No!”)
“Really Dean,” Sam asking looking at his brother.
“Yes, Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole.” Dean said turning the music to the station he wanted.
“So Y/N doesn’t count right?” He asked laughing at Dean.
Looking over at his brother his had a small smile on his face thinking of Y/N.
“Y/N can do whatever she wants around me.” Dean said
“How’s that fair I’m your brother.” Sam said.
“What can I say I like Y/N better.” Dean said.
They only technically stole that car in that they did not pay for it with money and it’s still registered to an old Vietnamese lady in San Diego. She was too doddery and blind to drive it without being a danger to the public, and her daughter practically begged them to take it. Scott got Luis to find them some new plates, also stolen but belonging to a Dodge Ram last seem ploughing into the bay at Santa Cruz in 1998.
They drive for endless hours; Sam takes the first stint driving, then Steve. The super serum means he can drive for longer without a break. Wanda doesn’t have a licence, Bucky only has one arm, Clint drives like a maniac, and there was only room for everyone in the car if Scott stayed small. But this is a regrettable state of affairs when everyone finds out Steve is a great proponent of ‘driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake-hole.’ They cross the New Mexico state line and Bucky snaps, “God damn it, I am not listening to Trouble Man one more fucking time. If you don’t switch it off, I’m going to rip the stereo out and fucking eat it.”
Then they drive in silence.
This fixes a number of things:
Darcy not being in the wider MCU
Thor just ignoring the shit out of everything in cacw
Bucky going back in the freezer
MCU Clint not being deaf
the fact that there was not a single Roswell joke in ‘Thor’
but mostly I just want Darcy to interact with Steve and Bucky and Sam and Wanda and Scott and Clint and Natasha when she turns up
like they all get out of the Raft and take whatever shit they can get ahold of and Natasha calls them up and is like “yeah I know some people”
Jane doesn’t really know what to do with all these people in her lab
but Darcy does: she gets them doing chores and repairs and DIY. They’re going to have the nicest tiny farmhouse with a giant disused missile silo underneath in the whole south-west.