Imagine being the middle child of the Byers family.

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  • Being the quietest in your family.
  • Only being loud and witty around people you know really well.
  • Sometimes crashing the guys’ Dungeons And Dragons campaigns.
  • ‘Y/N, fire ball the son of a bitch!’ ‘screw it!
  • Also sometimes crashing their arcade game nights.
  • Beating Dustin’s high-score on Dig Dug.
  • Him being incredibly salty about it for weeks.
  • You and Jonathan trading mix-tapes.
  • Him teaching you about photography.
  • When you can’t sleep (which is pretty much always) he’ll drive you around until you fall asleep.
  • Jonathan being protective big bro™️ 
  • Him almost killing a guy for asking you on a date as a dare.
  • Instead he puts on your favourite movie and makes your favourite snacks to try and cheer you up.
  • (He definitely kicks the guys ass the next day)
  • Will makes you small drawings which you keep in a scrapbook.
  • Literally it’s overflowing with little doodles he drew for you.
  • Being protective big sis™️
  • Him calling you his personal body guard.
  • Waking you up if he has a nightmare.
  • You make him some hot chocolate and sit in his room until he falls back asleep.
  • Joyce or Jonathan sometimes finding you sleeping on the chair by his desk most mornings.
  • You and Joyce are incredibly close.
  • You being able to tell her anything and everything.
  • Joyce being the first to find out that you really enjoy poetry.
  • And that you’re really good at writing.. like ridiculously good.
  • She buys you a huge journal and pens for you to write with.
  • Showing her your poetry after finishing it.
  • Her always hugging you after reading and saying how talented you are.
  • Having movie nights whenever the boys are out.
  • Finding out El is still alive after you see her wandering around town.
  • Taking her back to Hopper’s.
  • Promising over and over again that you won’t tell anyone about her.
  • Spending a lot of your free time with them both, mainly so you can tutor her.
  • El finds your poetry journal in your bag and asks you to read some for her.
  • ‘good’ ‘hmm?’ ‘it’s good’
  • Teaching her how to cook different food.
  • Ellie, you can’t live on Eggo’s for the rest of your life’ ‘why not?’ ‘you just can’t
  • Scolding Hop for yelling at her.
  • You comforting her when he did.
  • Teaching her how to read.
  • Giving her different novels to practice reading with.
  • Eventually teaching her how to write as well.
  • Hopper being continuously grateful for your help.
  • Them becoming your second family.

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Nephilim

Author- @family-business-forever

Request- As it would be if you were as a sister to the Winchester and after hiding your relationship with Jack they discovered them. ? But the nephilim tells them that in spite of everything he loves you and only wants them to realize that he is not bad @ladyofhellhounds

Word Count- 1692

Characters- Jack, Winchester!reader, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, mentions Kelly

Pairings- Jack x reader

Warnings- Fluff, some violence, almost smut (still gets kinda descriptive), some gifs that may be considered nsfw, swearing, some angst

A/N- Finally have the first request done!!! I hope it’s to your liking!!!! Will be working on other requests too! Sorry it takes me awhile to write them!! I will be trying to get them done faster!!!

Originally posted by bubblemish



They found their sister when Azazeal rounded up his demon blood fed children in the abandoned town. She too had powers but much stronger than Sam’s. She definitely had the Winchester genes with her (H/L) (H/C) hair, (E/C) eyes, and gorgeous (S/C), she was beautiful. Her brothers knew it too. There overprotectiveness proved it.


Another person who knew it, was Jack. At first sight he fell head over heels for her, even though he didn’t understand it at first. At first he got scared of the, butterflies in his stomach feeling. He tried to avoid her when he figured out she was the cause, but then he started to miss talking to her. So, being the clueless and adorable half angel he was, he went to her for answers.


To say she was surprised was an understatement. She knew people thought she was beautiful, her brothers made that obvious, but she was still shocked. In the end though, she was able to get over the shock and explain to him what he was feeling.


It was that night she realized the feelings were mutual. With this new knowledge she made it her mission to teach him everything he needed to know. So, that one year he’s been at the bunker, she showed him everything he needed to know. Her brothers began to see that she took it upon herself to teach him so they began to hunt again.


Six months past before Jack truly understood his feelings for her and decided to act on them. But not without asking her first, which she found adorable. She obviously agreed, so they started off slow.


But six months after that, they knew their feelings for each other we’re very strong, like their souls were bonded together, soulmates, if you may.


Their six-month relationship was unknown by her brothers. That’s how she wanted it though. While Sam wouldn’t be overly upset about it, Dean would kill Jack, literally. And once Jack realized it was one of her worst fears, he agreed to keep it a secret.


It wasn’t overly hard to keep since Sam and Dean were usually out hunting, most of the time. They take a break in between hunts but it never lasted long since Dean was always itching hunt, ever since Cas died.


So, a year into their relationship, they became even closer. They started sleeping in the same bed, cuddling while watching Netflix, and working out together.


Again six more months went by making it be a year and a half, since their relationship began. It was also the same day of their anniversary that Jack asked her to show him something he’d seen in movies and online.


Sam and Dean had left on a hunt a week prior, not due back for another week. The sun had just set and they just finished supper, now cuddled on their bed watching a movie.


“(Y/N)?” Jack asked, getting her attention.


“Hmmm,” was her answer.


“I-I’ve been thinking. You-you’ve shown me how people get, intimate, with each other, and you said it was how people took their relationships, like ours, to the next level.” He said, making her turn her head to look at him.


“Yeah?” She says, a bit confused but wanting him to continue.


“W-well we’ve been together for 365 days, 19 hours, and 12 minutes, so-so I was wondering I-If it was time for u-us to take it to the n-next step?” Jack finishes, nervous.


“You mean sex?” She questions, making sure she’s hearing him right. He nods shyly, turning his head away embarrassed. “Jack, baby?” She says making him look at her but not meet her eyes. “ Jack. I am in as long as you’re sure this is what you want.” She says, making him look at her excitedly. He stares into her eyes as she leans forward and their lips meet.

Originally posted by perfectfeelings


They’ve kissed before but never like this. There’s so much love in this case, as if they’re pouring every ounce into it. Jack’s never experienced this before, but neither has (Y/N). While she’s kissed guys before this is different, it’s pure, she feels like a door inside her, that’s been shut and locked for all her life, has been opened.


Originally posted by gifworld13

Slowly, she runs her tongue over his bottom lip, at first confusing him before he remembers reading about this online and opens his mouth to let her explore. Pretty soon Jack has got the hang of, what he thinks is called, making out. He begins to get confused though when something, between his legs, stiffens. She senses his confusion, pulling away to look at him.


“Jack? What’s wrong?” She asks, searching his eyes for an answer. Not knowing how to explain it he takes one of her hands and leads it to the thing stiffening. When she realizes what his confusion is about, she giggles before straddling him. “That’s OK, Jack. It’s supposed to happen. It means you’re enjoying this. I am to, see.” She says before taking one of his hands and guiding it to her pants and into her wet center. She lets out a little moan at the contact, before kissing Jack and grinding into his hand, encouraging him to explore. When Jack does start to explore she grips the bulge forming in his pants, making him groan before something clicks and he flips her over taking control as he applies more pressure to clit, making her moan into his mouth.


At that exact moment the door flies open, hitting the wall with a loud bang, making (Y/N) jump and freeze as Jack just looks over. In the doorway are two very pissed Winchester men, one more pissed than the other. They stare at their baby sister with her hand down the devil son’s pants and the devil son’s down her’s.

Originally posted by supernatural-addiction-hotline


After a moment of shock Dean’s storms through the door grabbing Jack and throwing him to the floor before jumping on top of him and laying punch after punch on him.


“Dean stop!” (Y/N) yells, tears beginning to run down her face. “Dean!” She yells again, but Dean just ignores her. “Stop!” She yells, before Dean flies back and hits the wall.


“You son of a bitch!” Dean yells, after the haze from hitting his head, clears. He tries to get up and charge Jack, again, but he’s unable to as an unknown force holds him down. “Let me go you son of a bitch!” Dean yells, still trying to fight the force holding him down, but failing.


“Jack.” (Y/N) says, kneeling beside him and checking him over even though his wounds heal in front of her eyes. She buries her head in Jack’s neck, hugging him and crying.


“Let’s all just calm down. Jack, let Dean go.” Sam says, seeming calm but mad at his brother, sister and Jack.


“I-I’m not doing that.” Jack says, as (Y/N) raises her head from his shoulder.


“I-I am and I’m not letting him go till he calms down. He’s not hurting Jack again.” She says, looking at Dean, tears still running down her face.


Jack’s never seen (Y/N) cry before. He always thought she was so strong, even when her brothers return from a hunt, barely alive. This was the worst thing he’d ever seen and never wanted to see her crying again. All he wanted to do was pull her into him and hold her. So, that’s exactly what he did, and it broke his heart further when she curled into him crying even more.


“You get your evil hands off her.” Dean says, threateningly.


“No.” Jack had found himself saying, surprising all the Winchesters. “No. I-I won’t, because I love her.” Jack says, making (Y/N) look up at him. “The time that I’ve been here she’s been the only one to help me and show me how everything works. She helped me figure out what I like and dislike and at the same time a learned about her likes and dislikes. I know her favorite food is

(Y/F/F) and her favorite color is (Y/F/C). I know when you to argue she goes to the farthest part of the bunker she can so she doesn’t have to listen. I know when she’s sleeping and she’s dreaming, she scrunches her nose and I know that I don’t want to ever see her cry again.” Jack says, warming (Y/N)’s heart,


“You’re evil ass is never going to see her again.” Dean growls, still fighting the force holding him down.


“I won’t let that happen.” Jack says, shaking his head. “And I’m not evil. (Y/N) told me about my biological father and other evil creatures and I don’t want to be like that. She makes me want to be good. I love her and I never want to lose her. With her around, I have no chance of being evil, but without her, I don’t know if I could prevent it, and I just want to be good, for her and my mother.” Jack finishes, only seeming to stop Dean from trying to get up.


“I-I love him Dean. And you’re going to have to deal with it because I won’t let you take him from me.” (Y/N) says, finally letting Dean go.


After that night, Dean went out drinking for two days and Sam, he just wants his sister to be happy. Now of course Sam gave Jack a talk, also warning him Dean would have one with him too.


But in the end, Dean excepted their relationship and finally Dean accepted Jack, but forever on, he made damn sure Jack didn’t hurt his baby sister.

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“Y/N’s idea. I just help her/him out.”

“Well, that’s new.”

Winchesters in Riverdale (Part One)

After a hunt gone wrong, Y/N Winchester, the 17 year old half-sister of Sam and Dean Winchester, her older brothers, and Castiel are transported to Riverdale, a town in a different universe. While Sam, Dean, and Castiel attempt to find a way back home, Y/N struggles to fit in in the community of Riverdale. In a universe with no monsters to worry about, there’s so many questions that need answering.

Can she ever try to be normal after hunting for all of her life? Who’s the good-looking, mystical teen with the beanie who’s always at that diner? And will anyone discover that secret she’s been hiding for the last year and a half?

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Prologue

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“Why’s everyone staring at us?” Sam asked as the four of you walked through the town of Riverdale.

You looked around and saw that people indeed were staring at you guys. You looked down at your outfit of a black tank top, plaid jacket, and jeans which were ripped a bit at the knees.

Dean scoffed.

“They’re staring at us? We should be staring at them. They look like a modern version of the fifties.” he said.

You snorted.

“Dean.” Castiel chastised.

“What?” Dean asked. “They do.”

You smiled and shook your head, continuing your walk.

“Hey,” Sam said stopping.

The rest of you stopped, turning to him as he nodded to something behind you. You faced forward again, seeing a small diner with sign above it.

““Pop’s,”” he said. “Guess that’s where we’re eating.”

You shrugged.

“I’ve had worse.” you said as the four of you walked the short distance to the diner in silence.

“Alright,” Dean said as everyone stopped outside the diner.

“Sam, Cas, and I’ll go to that gas station next door and ask anyone if there’s a motel close by. Y/N, you go in the diner and find us a booth.”

You nodded.

“Yeah, sure,” you said. “See you in a few.”

The boys went in the opposite direction as you walked up the stairs to Pop’s. The bell jingled as you opened the front door and you breathed in the familiar scent of a diner. You walked over the counter to where a man was cleaning the tabletop off.

“Can I help you?” he asked, looking up.

You looked up at the man across the counter, presumably Pop.

“Uh, yeah, can I have four waters to start, please?”

Pop nodded.

“Thanks.” you muttered as Pop got started on your order. You took a seat in a booth closest to the door, unaware of the four people across the diner who had been watching you the entire time.

“Well, I for one am excited for the game,” Veronica began. “Because…”

As the Lodge girl trailed off, Jughead, Archie, and Betty looked at her.

“Ronnie?” Archie asked.

“Who’s she?” Veronica asked, ignoring the ginger’s question.

The three of them followed her gaze to the girl ordering something from Pop Tate at the counter.

You.

Jughead was taken aback by you. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but there was something about you that just struck him. As you sat down in your booth, Jughead’s mind raced.

Was it the way you dressed? Or maybe—

“I’ve never seen her before,” Betty said, snapping Jughead out of his thoughts. “But she can’t be new. No one transfers schools in the middle of the school year.”

“Should we invite her to sit with us?” Archie asked as he turned back to Veronica.

“Yeah, sure,” Ronnie said. “She looks— oh hello.”

At Veronica’s purr, everyone turned back to what she was looking at. Sam, Dean, and Castiel all entered Pop’s. The three men caught sight of you in your booth and sat down next to you and across from you. As the four of you began to talk, the teens tried to hear what you were saying but to no avail.

“So there’s a motel about a quarter mile ahead. Called the Moon Motel. Only one in town.” Dean said as he and Castiel sat across from you.

You nodded as Sam sat down next to you.

“Okay,” you said. “I ordered us all waters to start. Didn’t get you food though. Wasn’t sure what you were in the mood for.”

Dean cleared his throat as he picked up a menu and started reading it.

“Pie,” he proclaimed. “Cherry pie.”

You smirked.

Pie. You loved it. But it had made you sick as a dog when you had gotten—

The smile disappeared from your face and you quickly shook your head, removing that thought from your head. You wouldn’t think about that today.

“You okay?” Sam asked, looking at you.

You looked up and realized your brothers and the angel were looking at you.

“Uh, y-yeah,” you stammered, running a hand through your hair. “Just wondering what we’re gonna wear for the next few days. I mean, no offense, Dean, but you smell.”

Sam bit back a smile at your remark while Dean glared at you.

“I can get us some fake credit cards.” Cas cut in.

You rose your eyebrows at him.

“In this place?” you asked.

“I can try.” the angel replied.

You sighed as you sat back in your chair, picking your menu up.

“Alright.” you answered as the four of you entered a comfortable silence.

The teens watched you and the three others curiously.

“Who are they?” Betty asked quietly.

Veronica shrugged.

“I don’t know,” she said as she took a sip of her milkshake. “But I like the one that’s sitting next to the one in that trench coat.” she said slyly.

Archie groaned and Jughead’s face twisted up as if he had tasted something sour.

“That’s gross, Ronnie.” Betty said.

Veronica shrugged and the four of them resumed looking at the strangers across the room only to freeze when they saw you were looking straight back at them.

“Why don’t you take a picture?” you snapped loudly. “It’ll last longer.”

The men in your booth turned to look at the Core Four who quickly looked away, not wanting to face their wrath as well.

“Damn.” Jughead muttered.

Guess you didn’t like to play around.

Sam looked back at you after your outburst with an impressed expression on his face.

“I’m just hungry, okay?” you mumbled, looking back down at your menu.

Dean chuckled.

“That’s my girl.” he said.

You gave a small smile before the silence enveloped your booth again. You glanced up again only to see the raven-haired teenager from the booth you had yelled at looking at you curiously. The other teens had their heads down, evidently scarred by your scolding. 

But not him. 

You debated yelling at him again before deciding you were too hungry to get into a fight at this time. You sighed, eyes going back to your menu.

What even was this place?

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When She Came Back

Originally posted by artemiskitsune

Pairing: Dean x Sister!Reader

Summary: At the end of season 11, it’s not Mary who’s brought back, but the Winchester’s six year old sister.

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: Nothing I can think of, little angsty maybe

A/N: This is the first part of a series I have in mind. It’s my first one, so I’m super excited and please let me know if you would want to read more parts of this.

Beta’d by the wonderful @nickiwinchester97 . Y’all are lucky she puts up with me and my shitty writing because you don’t know what crap you’d get to see if it wasn’t for her.

Originally posted by justjensenanddean

Suddenly, it was cold again. Too cold actually, but it would have been just right if you’d been wearing anything else than your pajamas. Disoriented, you sat up and shivered as another breeze got the better of you.

“Mom?” you shouted, looking around and trying to remember what happened. Everything that came to your mind was an all-consuming heat, a pain you’d never felt before. “Dad?”

You got up, a little light headed but otherwise okay. You knew you’d get in trouble with your parents when they saw how dirty your pajamas were, but you wiped your hands on them anyway.

Instead of getting a response, you saw a figure emerging from the shadows. With every step he came closer you were more convinced that this wasn’t your father, but a tall and muscular stranger, coming towards you in the middle of the night.  

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Half-Blood Princess

Characters: Dean Winchester x Sister!Reader, Sam Winchester x Sister!Reader, Hannah (Twin Sister)

Length: 2466+ words

TW: Descriptions of Injuries. Character death. Just sadness and angst all over (I made myself cry writing this tbh)

A/N: I’m sorry (but not really sorry) for all the angst. Feedback is encouraged!

Part 1     Part 2     Part 3


Being half a Winchester usually never ended well. With Adam being in a cage- it was safe to say that if you’re not a full-blooded Winchester, your fate is very bleak. Very, very bleak. You on the other hand, never believed this. Neither did your twin sister, Hannah. When your mom died, she gave you the address of a Bobby Singer who then introduced you to your brothers- well, half brothers, Dean and Sam Winchester. They were one of the strongest men you’ve ever met in your life, and to say you weren’t a little bit intimidated was a lie.

You and Hanna were complete polar opposite. She was outgoing, and very easy to talk to; whereas, you were a bit on the shyer side, always anxious about saying the wrong things. But you got along pretty well. She understood you, and always tried to do her best to make you comfortable. Despite being quieter, it didn’t mean you were bad company. You had a lot of friends who thought you were the life of the party- well, before you moved to the other end of the country. Life with your brothers wasn’t exactly what you were expected. They bonded so well with Hannah (as expected), and you could see yourself becoming distant from them.

It wasn’t until they started training you two to hunt that you saw the clear favouritism towards your sister. You were equally as good as Hannah when it came to picking up the skills that your brothers taught you, but you were never praised. You were never given a high five, and offered to go out for your favourite treat. You were absolutely sure your brother had no malice intentions when doing these things. It was just your personality.

Dean was an extrovert through and through. You thought you could win him over through your cooking, but apparently he didn’t like anyone else working in the kitchen but him. By the time you found out his love for pie, he had already banned you from using the kitchen.

Sam was good-natured, and you were sure that you and him would get along very well. But, Sam was too excited at the prospect of a sister that he became more of an extrovert as well. He wanted to socialize, go out, and do things with his little sister.

It’s not like you hated going out or anything. You were fond of spending time with your family, but socializing drained you, and you were already quiet from the beginning. It was hard to get close to your new brothers when all they wanted to do was outgoing activities, but you did try.

You sat in when Dean was fixing his Baby or washing her, but he didn’t like the silence, so in the end he turned on his music. That’s when Hannah came in. She made a joke about his taste in music which he took full offense to, and she started asking questions about his car, and next thing you knew, he was teaching her everything about Baby- forgetting that you were even there.

With Sam it was a little easier. He was better to be around since you both were avid readers. You sometimes would read with him, but that left no room for communication, and you were left with a gap between you and your brother. There was one time where he wanted to go to the library, and you wanted to go as well, but that was until Dean piped in, and said that he wanted to go alone so he could ask the cute librarian out. Immediately, you backed out- not wanting to latch onto him when he wanted some alone time.

Cases like this kept happening, and it was harder to try. Too much time has passed, and you got nowhere closer to your brother than when you first met.

Then, there was the day that changed everything.

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Wings: Preen

Request: I am absolutely in love with anything having to do with the reader’s ability to see Gabe’s wings (aka soulmate fics!) Would you maybe consider doing a Winchester!reader fic like that?

A/N: I’ve read a lot of these, so I decided to take a different approach. There will be a part two!

Author: Holly

Warnings: Light swearing

Characters: Y/N, Gabriel, Castiel, Sam, Dean

Word Count: 2,371

Y/N = Your Name

Part One: Preen

            Your twin brother Adam grew up with you in Michigan, and you only saw your father once a year – twice, if you were incredibly lucky. As you grew up, you stayed close out of concern for the increasingly-erratic behavior of your mother. You made plans to meet up again and take time off to stay with her.

            You never saw either of them again, because by the time you had returned to your hometown, your mother and brother had both been eaten alive by ghouls. Sam and Dean pulled you out of the infested house in the nick of time, and since then, you traveled with them. Your hunting, however, left some to be desired – you hadn’t had your entire life to practice.

            The desire to keep you alive was what made them relax their anti-archangel rules in a special exception for Gabriel. The archangel would ride with you on long trips in the Impala on occasion, and he would pop in for at least a quick minute once you’d found a hotel. You’d text and he’d send you photographs of the most beautiful places in the world that you wished you had the money and the safety to go see.

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You Understand, Right? (Part 5): And Broken Hearts

Characters: Dean Winchester x Sister!Reader / Friend!Reader, Sam Winchester x Sister!Reader / Friend!Reader

Length: 1665+ words

TW: Nothing in this chapter!

A/N: I’ve been considering writing a sister chapter to this one in Y/N’s perspective, but I’m not sure if I have time. Plus, you guys are getting so many fics from me this month lol… We’ll see. I’m pretty swamped with other stuff so I make no promises… Hahaha get it?… Yea, I’m lame.  

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Dean didn’t follow her, too shocked at her words. He sat down on the edge of his bed thinking about what in the world would make her say such things. He just stared at the floor of his room. Her words ringing inside his brain as he tried to make sense of it. Of everything.

“I understand, Dean.”

“You and Sam need each other… But you don’t need me.”

“I’ve lost count of the promises you’ve broken.”

“What the hell?” he mumbled, massaging his temple. “What is she talking about?”

Dean remembered making only two promises to her in his lifetime. He promised to take care of her, and be there for her. This was the promise he made with everyone he ever cared about. Anyone who knew Dean knew that he would always be there for them when they needed help.

He knew from a young age not to make promises he couldn’t make. John lectured him for hours after he once promised a kid that they would save his mom. They lost the mom to the werewolf. His dad was livid- not only because they lost another life, but because he had given this kid hope. Ever since then, Dean didn’t make promises he couldn’t keep. And he was sure that Y/N knew he would never break a promise if he could help it. Not that she’s ever asked him to make any promises. There were only two cases where she had asked him to promise her something.

“Dean, look! I got a part in the play!” Y/N said excitedly, showing him the piece of paper with her name on it.

“Yea?” He peered over, flashing her a proud grin. “Good job, squirt!”

“You’re gonna come see it, right?”

“Of course!” He ruffled her hair before going back to his homework.

“Promise?”

“Promise,” he said, not even looking up from his math problem.

Dean swallowed thickly as he realized that he didn’t show up to her play, choosing to attend Sam’s spelling bee instead.

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anonymous asked:

Hanzo works so hard, some days it seems like nothing could wake him up! Which gives sis reader an idea. She just wants to give him some relief maybe, help him relax and get a good nights sleep after all. Maybe she sneaks in one night, starts off just playing with him until he cums. The next day hanzo even says how well rested he is and that encourages her to do more until he wakes up with her bouncing on his cock :3c


She starts off by cuddling him. If he lets her cuddle, then that must mean he’s conked out. Sometimes Hanzo sleeps so astoundingly hard for an assassin, he might as well be dead to the world. She reaches into his pants and strokes his cock very slowly until he grunts and her hand is covered with cum. The next night she goes a little further. Tugs his pants down and leisurely sucks on his cock for as long as she pleases. When he finally wakes up one night with his sister riding his dick she just tells him to go back sleep, she didn’t mean to wake him up :3 

Title: Conflicted

Summary: Y/N has been playing the Winchester’s sister on the show since season 1, so Jensen and Jared feel like her actual brothers. Lately, Y/N has been acting weird, and the boys find out why the hard way.

Pairing: Jensen x cast!reader, Jared x cast!reader, platonic relationships!!

Warning: implies domestic abuse between the reader and her boyfriend. Also, the timing with the episode mentioned and the age of the boys’ kids don’t match, but for the sake of the story, just go along with it.


Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

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Another late night, another morning late for work. Your boyfriend flew in to visit you in Vancouver yesterday, and you guys stayed up all night, but unfortunately it wasn’t to catch up. Your heart was broken and your body was sore. You knew your relationship with Kent was toxic, but every time he hurts you, he apologizes and convinced you that he loves you and that you love him too, and he promises to never do it again. But then he does. It was an ongoing circle that you couldn’t leave, and you didn’t know if it was because you couldn’t or you wouldn’t.

When you get to set, you immediately take a seat in the makeup trailer where your makeup artist Marissa gets to work covering up the bags under your eyes.

“Late night?” She asked to make small talk.

“Yeah.” You nodded. But you didn’t say more than that. It was 6 in the morning and your brain was barely functioning.

After she covered up your flaws, you met the rest of the gang on set. Jared and Jensen were already dressed and ready to go, passing time by eating the donuts and drinking the coffee laid out on the buffet table for the cast and crew.

Today you were filming the episode about a siren, disguising itself as a stripper to trick men into committing murder for it.

When the director saw you he smiled and rounded up the rest of the crew, “Everybody get into position. We’re gonna start with the scene at the strip club.”

“Hey kiddo,” Jared patted you on the back and walked over to his mark.

However, Jensen barely passed a glance your way. It was like he blatantly ignored you. You tried not thinking too much of it, but it was hard not to considering Jensen always says hi to you in the morning.

“And…Action!” The director calls out.

The scene actually went by smoothly. It was too early for the boys to mess around with each other plus Misha wasn’t here yet so it wasn’t as fun to play tricks without him being the center of it. You couldn’t help but pay extra close attention to how Jensen was acting around you. He only looked at you when he had a line directed at you, and if he grinned, you could instantly tell that it was forced.

After about six hours, you finally got a break and pulled Jared to the side after Jensen walked off to his trailer without muttering a word to you.

“What’s his problem?” You asked Jared.

Jared sighed, and it was obvious he knew what was going on. “You should talk to him?”

“About what?” You asked, confused and somewhat annoyed that Jensen was ignoring you for a reason you didn’t even know about.

Again Jared sighed. You knew he didn’t like to take sides when anyone fought and most of all he didn’t like getting into battles that weren’t his. “Just…just talk to him and I’m sure everything will be fine.”

You sighed but respected Jared’s decision to stay neutral. “Fine. Whatever.”

Your character didn’t have another scene for a couple more hours so you spent your break catching up on some sleep in your trailer, figuring you would just talk to Jensen at the end of the day.

During the evening, you did your last couple scenes for the day, and by the time you knew it, the day was done and you would finish up the episode tomorrow. You were exhausted physically and emotionally and just wanted to go home to your bed, but unfortunately you were going home to Kent. In fact, he was here now picking you up.

You wanted to talk to Jensen about what was wrong, what you did, and how you could make it right. But Kent texted you that he had been waiting for 15 minutes…and Kent wasn’t patient.

You grab your belongings from set and walk out to where Kent was waiting in his white convertible. Kent was born on a stack of money. Hell he bathed in it! It’s probably how he got his cocky and bossy attitude.

“So that’s it? Your not gonna bother talking to me?” Surprisingly, Jensen followed you out.

You turned out, surprised that he followed you. Kent was only a couple feet away, so he could obviously see that you were coming, but something told you he wasn’t going to watch you talk your best friends for long. Even if it was important.

“J…” you sighed. You obviously cared about his feelings and wanted to do everything in your power to make it right, but in reality you were just drained…and numb.

Jensen looked over and spotted your boyfriend. Realization washed over him and he rolled his eyes. “Oh I’m sorry. Didn’t realize your boss was here.”

Jensen and Jared didn’t really approve of Kent when you first introduced him. But it was because his ego was too big and he had a ‘better than you’ attitude. They have no idea that he physically hurts you when he gets mad.

“Whatever I did I’m sorry,” you sighed.

“You don’t even know?” Jensen scoffed. At this point, Jared had walked over as if to act like a mediator for your conversation that sounded like it was going to get heated pretty fast.

“Look, whatever I did I’m sorry but I have to go.”

“I’m sure you do,” Jensen said, acid laced in his voice. “But don’t throw your worthless sorrys at me. Maybe you should talk to JJ in the near future.” Jensen said as your back was turned.

You froze in mid step, reality hitting you like a brick wall. A couple weeks ago was JJ’s birthday dinner, and you missed it. However, you didn’t forget, you had a valid reason for missing it. But that didn’t stop the overwhelming guilt eat at you.

Jensen and Jared’s kids looked up to like a biological aunt. They called you aunt Y/N, most of the time said you were their favorite, and would never leave you alone at their family parties. You loved those kids like they were your own. Thinking about JJ’s disappointment when you didn’t show up actually tore your heart into pieces.

“Jensen…”

“You know what, just forget it. Maybe it’s for the best that you didn’t come anyway.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked, now feeling yourself get defensive.

“Look at yourself Y/N!” Jensen’s voice was raising as all his frustrations just poured out of him Iike an erupting volcano. All this pent up anger towards you was finally coming out in full blast mode. “It’s like I don’t even know who you are anymore. You ignore everyone when you’re here, and when we finally get to talk to you, you become this major bitch that doesn’t care about anyone but yourself!”

You mouth dropped open, and you were stunned frozen. Jensen never talked to you like that, never called you words unless they were playful banter. You didn’t even know how to respond. Was he right? Have you really changed that much?

Jared walked over and stood in the middle of you two, and placed his hand on Jensen’s shoulders.

“Maybe You should walk it off,” Jared suggested to Jensen who just shrugged him off angrily.

“No. No, all right? It’s about time she heard it. Look, Y/N, we’re trying to be your friends and stick by you, but your making it difficult for anyone to be around you!”

“You have no idea what’s going on -“

Cutting you off, Kent honked the horn impatiently, having no care in the world about your conversation with Jensen, and that made you snap.

“Hold on!” You shouted at him. Your heart plummeted to the pit of your stomach immediately and Kent lowered his sunglasses to stare at you quizzically. You knew you were going to pay for that one.

“Then tell me!” Jensen said loudly. “I know you better than the back of my hand, and it’s driving me crazy that I have no idea what’s going on. And every time I ask you about it, you ignore me and change the subject!”

“We just want to help,” Jared added, watching you sympathetically.

You paused to look between the two men you consider to be your actual brothers. Your brain was telling you to admit what was going on and beg them to save you from the man behind you, but your heart was telling you to walk away and get in that car.

Jensen shook his head angrily at your hesitation, “You know what? Fine. But don’t talk to me until you grow up.”

Refusing to make eye conact with Jared, you turned around and sped walked to the car. You nervously glanced at Kent before he veered off out of the parking lot. He looked pissed, and he was silent which was never good. Right there and then, you knew tonight was going to be a bad night.

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Part two?

Long Lost Sister Masterlist

Sam and Dean meet their sister, Adam’s twin, on a hunt and things don’t go smoothly. The series follows the brothers as they struggle to connect with their new sister and the trials of being a Winchester. Basically evolved into a series rewrite at this point. 

Disclaimer- I don’t own the Supernatural universe or the images/gifs used, they were found on Google.

Check out the Prequel series here!


Long Lost Sis

A Long Overdue Conversation 

And the Duo Turned Into a Trio

Hunting Together

The Winchesters and the Milligan

Some Good Old Fashioned Motherly Advice

Waiting Rooms

I Don’t Even Know What Color Eyes You Have

My Blood is Really Not Your Color

Just A Little Chat

Meeting Kevin Tran and Closing the Gates of Hell

It’s All Fun and Games Till the Wrong Brother Kills the Hellhound

Don’t You Dare Lie To Me

Checking In

Trust 

Caught Between Two Brothers

Castiel, An Angel of the Lord 

Well… There Goes the Angel Tablet 

Windom Part One

Windom Part Two

It’s Okay to Not Be Okay 

The Second Trial 

Have You Seen Our Prophet?

Sins Part One 

Sins Part Two

The Tough Choices in Life

The Adventures of Dean, Y/n and Zeke

Heart’s Desiree

After Effects

Families are Complicated 

Super100012′s Masterlist

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“Wait, is that…?”

“Y/N ?!”

You Understand Right? (Part 4): Broken Promises

Characters: Dean Winchester x Sister!Reader / Friend!Reader, Sam Winchester x Sister!Reader / Friend!Reader

Length: 989+ words

TW: Nothing in this chapter! 

A/N: This is a pretty short chapter, but I wanted to split this chapter, and the next chapter up. Also, this is part of @kas-not-cas 2.5K Writing Challenge! Honestly, whenever I do challenges, I prefer writing a separate fic that’s not a part of a series, but it just went to so well with this chapter that I couldn’t help myself! I know I got your permission to use the Prompt in a series, but if you want me to write another oneshot separate, I can totes do that! 

Prompt: “I’ve lost count of the promises you’ve broken.”

SERIES MASTERLIST


“Hey, sweetheart,” Dean greeted lowly as not to scare her. 

Her gaze was stuck to the ground, her body not moving an inch.

“We’re not going to hurt you. Do you remember us?” Sam questioned kindly, bending his knees to meet her eyes.

She nodded slowly, looking unsure of her surroundings. 

“You’re not in hell anymore,” Sam said comfortingly. “You’re safe with us.”

Y/N looked around the motel room, and finally opened her mouth. “Wh- What’s the date?” she croaked.

“It’s June 19th, 2015,” Sam answered.

The girl looked accepting of the fact that it has been nine years since her death. 

“Here,” Sam quickly said, grabbing a water bottle from the table, and handing it to her. “You must be hungry. Dean, and I were just about to head back to the bunker.”

“The bunker?” Y/N asked with her head tilted to the side.

“Yea!” Sam’s face lit up as he continued talking about their new found residence. He chattered away about the bunker for a few minutes until Dean interrupted him.

“Let’s get you some food before we leave.” There wasn’t any trace of emotions in his voice, his face as stoic as ever.

Y/N looked down at her bloody clothes, and before she could say anything, Dean had already gone through his bag, pulling a pair of shirt, flannel, and sweatpants for her to wear.

“Get changed, and then we’ll head out,” Dean instructed.

As she was in the bathroom, the two brothers turned to each other.

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Winchesters in Riverdale (Part Two)

After a hunt gone wrong, Y/N Winchester, the 17 year old half-sister of Sam and Dean Winchester, her older brothers, and Castiel are transported to Riverdale, a town in a different universe. While Sam, Dean, and Castiel attempt to find a way back home, Y/N struggles to fit in in community of Riverdale. In a universe with no monsters to worry about, there’s so many questions that need answering.

Can she ever try to be normal after hunting for all of her life? Who’s the good-looking, mystical teen with the beanie who’s always at that diner? And will anyone discover that secret she’s been hiding for the last year and a half?

Prologue

Part One

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“What do you mean I have to go to school?” you asked in disbelief as Dean dumped a bunch of school supplies on your motel bed along with a black backpack.

He sighed and sat down in the long chair across the room.

“People’ll get suspicious if there’s a random teen hanging around us during school hours. So unless you wanna be holed up in the motel for God knows how long, you’re going to school.”

You were about to protest when Sam cut you off.

“It’s just for a little bit, Y/N,” he said in an attempt to placate you. “Until we find a way to get outta here.”

You sighed defeatedly.

“Fine.” you said quietly as you sat back against the headboard of the bed, crossing your arms.

Everyone was silent for a moment before Dean spoke again.

“Oh, and you’re with the sophomores. All the junior classes were full.” he said.

Your mouth dropped open.

“Are you serious?!” you exclaimed.

“We signed you up for a mythology class though! You like mythology. That class has kids from all different grades in it.” Sam said.

You glared at him.

“Fine. Just—fine. Whatever.” you mumbled.

Dean rose his eyebrows at your tone.

“You know, I don’t know what’s going on with you. You’ve had a lot more chutzpah since you came back.”

“Dean.” Sam warned.

You looked down. You didn’t want to talk about this now.

“No, I’m serious, Sam,” Dean continued. “She disappears without a trace and then magically returns after a year. Now, she says it was because she had to take a break after Kevin—“

“Dean!” Sam exclaimed again and you winced at the mention of your dead boyfriend.

Dean was quiet as he watched you fiddling with your jacket sleeve, trying not to cry.

“I—Y/N, I’m sorry.” Dean sighed.

“It’s fine.” you said quietly.

“I just—we were just worried. You know that. We didn’t hear from you for a year. We thought you might’ve been dead. You just… left.”

You nodded slowly.

“No, I know.” you mumbled.

Everyone was silent again.

“Well, um, I’m gonna get some dinner for us,” Dean said as he got up. “Does, uh, anyone have any preferences?”

Everyone shook their head.

“Right,” he said. “Cas, come with me?”

Castiel nodded but not before walking over to you, handing you notebooks you didn’t even know he had in his hand. You looked up at him.

“I, uh, got you these in different colors. I didn’t know which one was your favorite.” he said.

You smiled softly.

“Thank you, Cas. I appreciate it.”

Castiel nodded before he walked out of the motel with Dean, leaving you with just Sam.

It was silent before Sam spoke again.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked quietly.

You froze and looked up at him.

“What?”

Your brother looked at you with his puppy dog eyes.

“You’re always thinking about the same thing.  Ever since you came back. I can see it in your eyes. After everything I’ve gone through, I wish I would’ve accepted some help from—”

“Please stop.” you pleaded.

Sam looked at you.

“Y/N?” he asked gently.

You swallowed the lump in your throat.

“Why are you and Dean so adamant on finding out where I was?” you asked, anger tinting your voice.

“Because Y/N, we can see it’s eating at you. You want to tell someone what happened.” he said softly.

You got up, glaring at your brother.

“No, I don’t! I want you guys to leave me alone! Okay?! That was the deal. I come back and you guys ask no questions. So stop interrogating me!” you nearly yelled.

Sam looked down, hurt, and you felt tears well up in your eyes, guilt filling you. You knew he was only trying to help.

“I-I’m going out. I’ll be back later. Tell Dean I’m at that diner or something. I don’t care.” you said as you walked towards the door.

“Wait, Y/N.” Sam began as he got up.

“Sam,” you warned, looking back at your brother.

He stopped, looking at you with concern.

“Don’t.” you said and with that you stepped out of the motel, closing the door behind you.

The warm spring air from earlier had cooled down, making you pull your jacket closer to you. The sun was starting to set, giving off a beautiful orange glare. As you walked down the street from the motel, kicking at rocks, you remembered the last day you had seen Kevin.

“Hey guys.” Kevin said as he stepped out from behind Chuck.

Your and your brothers eyes widened.

“Kevin?” you whispered.

He beamed.

“Y/N.”

You let out a breathless laugh and rushed over to him, throwing your arms around him. He hugged you back tightly and it was then you realized he wasn’t cold like a ghost, but he was… warm? You pulled away from his, holding what you thought was your long dead boyfriend by the shoulders.

“H-How are you—”

“You never got a chance to say goodbye, did you?” Chuck said from next to you.

You shook your head.

“No.” you whispered.

Chuck smiled at you.

“Well, now you do. I’m giving you one last day together. 24 hours starting now. Then he goes to Heaven. I’ll see you later.” he said and with that, disappeared.

You turned back to Kevin who was beaming at you.

“So… what do you want to do?” he asked.

You tried to keep your tears at bay as you walked down the street, shoving your hands in your pockets. Yes, you and Kevin dated. You met him when you were thirteen and started dating him a little after you had turned fourteen. You had tried to keep it a secret from Sam, Dean, and Castiel but they found out within a couple months. Sam was worried (when was he not?) for the both of you, Castiel was indifferent to the situation, and Dean had tried to break you apart, claiming you weren’t allowed to date anyone until you were married.

“But I’m never getting married, Dean!”

“Exactly!”

You cracked a smile as you remembered your eldest brother’s reaction to your relationship. Despite his disgust towards you guys kissing and all, you managed to catch him smirking at the two of you holding hands at one point (though he vehemently denied it and then sent you to do research for two weeks.)

However, your smile faded as you remembered the day, that horrible day when you found Kevin on the ground in the bunker with his eyes burned out. Dean was apologizing to you over and over again but you didn’t even hear him. You were in such a shock, you couldn’t cry. You could barely even breathe. It was the worst day of your life.

You shook your head again, trying to rid yourself of the memories. You thought you could move on from Kevin’s death after Chuck had granted you one day with him. But it only spiraled out of control from there.

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A/N: Before I wrote this fic, I actually did write a Kevin x OC story, but never posted it. I’m kinda combining it with this one, and I like how it’s turning out so far! Hope you guys are liking it too!

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Imagine telling your brother that you earned a scholarship the day before you’re due to leave

“Dean, please,” you begged for what must’ve been the tenth time. “Please, say something.”

He remained silent, his eyes not focusing properly as he frowned, grinding his jaw.

“Dean,” you breathed, trying not to cry.

“What?” he finally asked, his voice rough. “What could you possibly expect me to say?”

“I don’t- I just-”

“You deserve it,” he interrupted, running a hand over his face and sniffing in a breath. “You earned this. But-”

He cut himself off, turning his face away.

“Kid, you know how it felt when Sam went away,” he murmured. “You saw how much it hurt me to not know until the last minute. You know how worried I was every single day. And now you’re doing the same.”

“I didn’t- I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to hurt you,” you tried, heartbroken. “Like a- like a band-aid, right? That’s what you say. Quick and- and painless.”

He laughed humorlessly, shaking his head.

“Please,” you begged. “De, I didn’t mean to- I don’t have to go. I could stay.”

He looked at you again, calculating.

“Would you?” he tested. “If I asked you to stay with us. Would you?”

You nodded, wiping the tears from your cheeks as soon as they fell.

He nodded sharply, knowing it was the only way to protect you, to ensure your safety.

“Stay.”

Flowers for my sister

A/N: So when I was in Jr/Sr high they had fundraisers where for a dollar someone could buy you a rose & have it sent to on Valentine’s day. Throughout the day people would go into the classroom & pass out the flowers. They had notes on it with who it was from & whatever message they wanted. So I’m sitting here going “what fic should I write for Valentine’s day & this popped into my head.” Reader is Dean’s twin. The ending is kinda rushed but that’s because it’s bedtime but I wanted to post this on actual Valentine’s Day. Enjoy my loves.

Dean x Sister!Reader    Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by queerevens

Originally posted by wincester-oops

You nearly collapsed as you set your lunch tray down at the same table that Dean was already sitting at. Dean quirked an eyebrow at you, “What’s up with you?” He questioned. You ignored him by pretending to be very interested in the disgusting lunch that was in front of you. “Aye,” Dean said while kicking your leg under the table.

“What?” You hissed at him.

“What’s going on? Why are you all, moody?” He asked.

“Nothing. Just drop it, okay?” You replied before taking a bite out of the lunch the school provided for you.

“It’s not nothing if you’re acting like a-” Dean began but was interrupted by Sam rushing over to the table.

“Y/N are you okay?” Sam asked, out of breath from running, “I heard what happened and ran ove-”

“I’m fine Sam. Just drop it. Both of you. Okay?” You told them.

“Sam. Spill. Now.” Dean demanded.

“Sam, you open your mouth and you’re gonna regret it.” You replied.

Sam looked between you and Dean; you were both his older siblings, both of you were his heroes, normally he did what you asked, but this time he couldn’t.

“It’s Valentine’s day right? So these guys-” Sam started.

“Seriously Sam. Drop. It.” You hissed at him.

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Welcome to the Freak Show

Characters: Dean Winchester x Sister!Reader, Sam Winchester x Sister!Reader

Length: 1564+ words

TW: Abandonment 

A/N: This is for @winchesters-favorite-girl​‘s 31 Days of Halloween Challenge! Thank you for letting me join your challenge, and I hope you enjoy this one! I had more ideas for this fic, but I didn’t have time to write it 😔

A/N 2: I would like to thank @dreamin-of-somewhere-else​ for being my Beta!! Gosh, she’s so awesome! This fic couldn’t have been written without her (seriously). She was such a great help in making this fic decent! Thanks for putting up with me, love! I really appreciate all your help! 

Prompt: Freak Show

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Part 1       Part 2


Sam Winchester was dead.

The two remaining Winchesters stayed silent as they drove back to the motel, their brother laying down in the backseat. They packed their stuff, planning to go to Bobby’s place. Y/N went to the bathroom before making the long trip, but once she came out, Dean was holding her duffel bag out to her.

“Leave,” he instructed. His voice cold and emotionless, and unlike anything she’s ever heard. No matter what, Dean always spoke to her in a gentle tone, even when training her. He’s never even raised his voice at her unless he was worried about her well-being. This wasn’t the older brother she knew, and honestly, she was scared. Her heart was beating twice as fast, and her palms were getting sweaty.

Her eyes widened, mouth agape. “D-Dee?”

“You need to leave.” Dean harshly glared at his younger sister, jaw clenched tightly.

“B-But why?” she whimpered, taking a step towards her older brother.

“Because I said so!”

“This isn’t you, Dean-”

“This was your fault. You messed up. You didn’t do enough research, and got Sam killed. You’re not cut out to be a hunter, and I can’t have you staying with us, and endangering our lives.”

“But, Dean-” His words cut deep. He knew how self-conscious she was about her abilities. She willingly sat out on hunts if she had the slightest inkling that she may not be able to perform her best. After all, when it comes to hunting, mistakes could be deadly.

“Leave!” he roared. He grabbed her elbow, pushing her out the door, and throwing her duffel bag at her feet. He slammed the door as she scrambled to get back on her feet.

“DEAN!” Y/N pounded at the door, shouting for him to let her in, tears streaming down her face. Finally, Dean came out. He didn’t even spare her a glance as he walked to the Impala. He ignored her pleas, following him to the car. She tried grabbing his arm, but he shook her off, finally pushing her to the ground as he went into his car. Y/N watched as he turned on the engine, and drove off.

The eldest Winchester clenched his jaw so tightly it was starting to ache. He didn’t dare look at his rear-view mirror, afraid his resolution would waver at the sight of his youngest sibling. This is what he had to do. He tried ignoring the tear that escaped his eye as he drove to the closest cross-road.

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First Day of School

Characters: Dean Winchester x little sister!reader

Words: 1500

Tags: @evyiione@fabulouslycassie, @daughters-and-winsisters, @darkestgrungeuniverse, @samanddeanshotsis, @winchesters-favorite-girl

A/N: Decided I wanted to post something more innocent/less angsty after that last fic :)

Originally posted by deanimagines67

Your name: submit What is this?

You and Dean stood outside of the classroom, your hand in Dean’s much larger one. Other kids and their parents poured into the room which walls were dressed in drawings and colorful posters of the alphabet. It was the start of the school year, and unsurprisingly it was also the first day of a new school for the both of you.

”You ready?” Dean asked as he looked down at you, and his green eyes was met by your round ones.

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