A good friend (Lucifer X Reader!Platonic)

Originally posted by imaginary-desires

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Words: 701

Warnings: None

Pronouns: They/Them

Summary: Lucifer had been freed from hell and the both of you happened to become best friends.

It started when you were just walking out of a coffee shop and bumped into someone and as cliche, as it sounds, it sparked something. It didn’t spark a romantic relationship, but a platonic one. You both just happened to get along so well. He had a great sense of humor which you loved. He would always get you both into trouble, and he would somehow manage to get you both out of trouble too. He was like your partner in crime.

He also had a tendency to ask really stupid questions for comedic effect. Like this one time, you were both sitting on a park bench in front of a local elementary school. Luci looked over at you before leaning in.

“What’s the word for the infestation of tiny creatures over there again?” He asked looking back over at the school in confusion.

“Luci, those are children first of all. Secondly, That’s called a school.” You explained.

“Oh. Right. I knew that. I was just seeing if you remembered.” He muttered.

You shook your head and burst out in laughter. “For someone who is older than pretty much everyone around, you sure are stupid sometimes.” You laughed and playfully pushed him.

His lips broke out into a smile. “Guess I’m a little rusty.” He laughed.

“A little.”

Then there was this other time when he found Sam and Dean’s motel room and zapped you both in there. The boys, who you had recently learned about, were gone. Luci took this opportunity to mess with them. You would think that he was the trickster angel, but that was his brother. He mentioned Gabriel once or twice, but he wasn’t too fond of talking about his past. You didn’t try to push it.

Lucifer thought, even though you advised against it, that putting hair coloring into Sam’s shampoo would be a great joke. You finally agreed to help, once he explained that it would wash out in about a month or two.

You watched as Lucifer sneakily pours the bright red hair coloring into his shampoo bottle. You guys heard the brothers unlocking their motel door and Lucifer zapped you both out of there. You were both now standing behind their motel room and began listening for the shower to turn on. Soon enough, the shower started running. You both stood there, waiting until the shower turned off. A scream following soon after.

“Gabriel!” He screamed.

“Oh shit,” Lucifer muttered. “That was the wrong brother. I think Dean has the red hair now.” He began laughing, which caused you to laugh.

It was little moments like this that you enjoyed the most. He was your best friend. It took him about a week or two before he ever opened up and told you who he really was. You weren’t surprised. For some odd reason, you just accepted it. He was your best friend and you knew he wouldn’t hurt you. You knew you didn’t have a reason to be afraid. You’ve never met anyone who was as great of a friend as Lucifer was. There was this time, about 5 days, where he disappeared. You tried praying to him to see if that would work, but it didn’t seem to.

You started to assume that he just left you like you were nothing. It wasn’t until one morning, at like 1 am. You rolled over in bed to see him staring back at you. Literally about 3 inches from your face. You screamed, of course, and jumped up. You then realized who was laying there and threw a pillow at him.

“Lucifer! You scared the hell out of me!” You yelled. You sighed before throwing another pillow at him. “That’s for leaving me. Speaking of, where the hell did you go?” You asked.

“I had to take care of last-minute business, but I am back.” He explained.

“Next time that happens, tell me.” You pointed your finger at him.

He held his hands up in defense, “Yes, boss.”

No matter what got in the way, he would always come back to you. He was your best friend. You were best friends with Lucifer. How did you not see that coming?

Masterlist

One Shots (Dean Winchester X Reader)

Uncle Dean to the Rescue

Smells Like Dean Spirit

The Bet

What’s So Super About It?

Eyes Are A Mirror Of the Soul (Soulmates)

Surprise, Surprise

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Where Do We Go From Here?

Mall Santa

And Still They Come (CYOSA Nov ‘16)

Dean Picks Truth (CYOSTODA) March ‘17

Driver Shuts His Cakehole

So I killed My First Vampire, Now What? (Alpha! Dean/Omega! Donna)

One Shots (Sam Winchester X Reader)

Sam’s Christmas Present

That’s What Makes You Beautiful

You’ll Always Be My Valentine

Can’t Bring Me With You

PMS, Red Wine, and Dr.Seuss

Take Me With You

I’ve Got You

Sweet and Lowdown

Beach Day

Not On My Watch

Jealousy is a Green-eyed Bitch

Snow Day

Under the Mistletoe

The One With the Blind Dates

Its 5o’clock Somewhere, Right?

I Hate Myself For Loving You (A/B/O Alpha! Soulless Sam/Omega Reader)

I’ve Got This 

Book Smart

You Don’t Own Me

Rule #1

Martha Stewart Has Left the Bunker

The Lore Can Wait

Getting Inked

A No-Win Situation

She-Devil

Face Your Fears

Suck it, Cupid

Sam to the Rescue

Clueless

You’ve Been Warned

Overdue (Alpha Sam/Omega Reader)

Look What You Made Me Do

Fall Day

Look How Far We’ve Come

Bring It, Winchester

The Moose Will Be Mine

One Shots (Other SPN Characters)

A Little Slice of Heaven   (Castiel)

Everything Has Changed  (Gabriel)

One Shots (No Pairing)

Sam’s Twin

The Winchester Gospels

The Photo Op

When the Hunters Meet the Slayer

What’s that Damn Song?

Overprotective Much?

Who Stole My Candy?

The Prank King

Dean and Disco Don”t Mix

Dog Day Afternoon

Driver Picks the Movie

And Another Reason Why Blind Dates Are a Bad Idea (CYOSA Sept ‘16)

Fear

Sam Winchester Goes To Stanford

Because I Knew You

My Last Mothers Day

Catch Me If You Can

One Shots (Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier/Sebastian Stan)

Small But Mighty

So You Speak Romanian?

A/B/O Series(Alpha! Sam/Omega! Reader)

Doctor, Doctor, Can’t You See I‘m Burning? (Part 2)(Part 3)(Part 4)(Part 5)(6)(7)

Keep You Safe (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10)

None of Your Business  (AU) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15)(16)

Political Animals (AU) (2)(3)(4)(5)(6)(7)(8)(9)(10)(11)(12)(13)(14)(15)

(16)  Political Animals-The First Meeting (drabble)

Poor Little Rich Girl(INTRO) (1)(2)(3)(4)(5)(6)(7)(8)(9)(10)(11)(12)(13)(14)(15)(16)(17)(18)

Poor Little Rich Girl (A/B/O Appreciation Day drabble)

A Different Blend (1)(2)(3)(4)

In the Deep End (Collab w/ @kittenofdoomage) (1)(2)

(Alpha Dean!/Omega Reader!)

Not What He Expected (AU) (2)(3)(4)(5)(6)(7)(8)(9)

(Alpha! Dean/Omega! Jo)

Political Animals-Dean and Jo  (2)

Sam X Reader Series

Devil With a Blue Shirt (Part 2)(Part 3)

Nobody’s Angel (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

Sobriety is Highly Overrated (Part 2)

…And Throw Away the Key   (Part 2) (Part 3)

Who needs A Soulmate Anyway?  (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

Sit Still, Look Pretty (Soulless!Sam)

In Name Only (1)(2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11)(12)

Reflections (Part 1) (Part 2)

Still I Rise (Intro)(2)(3)

The New Neighbor (1)

Jared X Reader Series

The Contest  (2)(3)(4)(5)(6)(7)(8)(9)(10)(11)(12)(13)(14)(15)(16)(17)(18)(19)(20)(21)(22)(23)(24)(25)(26)(27)(28)(29)(30)(31)(32)

The Contest-The First Meeting (drabble)

Dean X Reader Series

Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better (Part 2)(Part 3)(Part 4)(Part 5)(Part 6) (7)

A Winchester Christmas Carol (Part 2)(Part 3)(Part 4)

The Princess Bride- A Supernatural Retelling (1)

Sam X Dean X Reader

The Song Remains the Same (1)(2)

Misc. Series (No Pairing)

Something Tells Me We’re Not At the Con Anymore, Dorothy  (Part 2)

Charlie’s Adventures in Oz

Winchesterprincessbride Reads(Fic Recs)

Best fics of 2016

Winchesterprincessbride Reads-A/B/O edition

Princesss Bride Quote Challenge Masterlist

Friday Top Ten 

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Baby’s Big 50 Masterlist

Wow. Just wow!

It all started with this post, inviting folks to use a song prompt to write a Baby-centric fic in honor of her 50th birthday.

Thank you so much to each and every writer that participated. I am blown away by the interest in this writing challenge and by all the creative work that everyone contributed.

I hope you are able to set aside some time to go through and read these amazing pieces of work.


Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector


No Pairing:

Dean:

Sam:

Cas:

Wincest:

Lucifer:

Multiple Pairs/Ships:

  • All You Need is Love @impalasutra John x Mary, Dean x Lisa, Sam x OFC, then Choose your Winchester x Reader, smut through and through, with some humor and sweetness 

Watch for fics to be added from:

@sunriserose1023 @little-red-83 @wideawakeandwriting @kayteonline @helvonasche @hanginwithmanerds 

Regarding Dean

Characters:  Dean, Reader, Sam

Summary:  Sam calls reader to babysit Dean after he’s cursed by a witch.

Warnings:  Angst-ish

Word Count:  1776

Tags are at the bottom.  As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.

Regarding Dean

The screen lights up on your phone, Sam Winchester’s name flashing on the screen.This can’t be good, otherwise Sam would never, ever call you. Not after everything that happened. Should you answer? You don’t really want to dredge all that shit up. But if he’s calling, it’s important. You’re thumb hovers over the green button. It’s on the third ring before you decide to answer.  

“Hello?”

“(Y/N)? It’s me, Sam. Please, don’t hang up, just hear me out.”

“I’m listening.”

“Thank…thank you. Listen, I wouldn’t be calling if I didn’t need help, you know that I wouldn’t. But I need you.”

———–

You can’t figure out how Sam knows you’re in the area. You haven’t had contact with Dean or Sam for over year. Is he still keeping tabs on you through the hunter network?  It’s touching in a way, you’ve always had a soft spot for Sammy. Truth is, you miss him.

Why the fuck are you driving to the motel right now? Why would you willingly put yourself in this position? Must be temporary insanity. It’s the only logical explanation. Maybe you should drive straight to the psych ward and check yourself in after this is over.

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No Mercy

No Mercy
Summary: Teasing Dean was a bad idea as he shows you no mercy while driving you to the edge over and over again. 
Words: 850
Warnings: Oral Sex, Fingering, Dom! Dean, Dirty Talk, Rough Sex. 

FEEDBACK IS GOLD.  FEEDBACK KEEPS ME WRITING. ;)  
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Religion is Complicated

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Title: Religion is Complicated

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Word Count: 1,583

Warnings: angst, and small amounts of fluff

A/N: This was requested by an anon! I hope you all enjoy Satan Sunday <3 <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3

The rain pelted your clothes as you sat on the curb outside your house.  You weren’t sure where you were going to go.  Your family had always been strict with their religion and their rules.  You didn’t mean to upset them with your opinion.  Apparently having an opinion was earned in your home.  You realized this a little too late.

Tears streamed down your face as you sat in the rain.  It didn’t matter what happened, you now had nowhere to live, nowhere to eat, and nowhere to bathe.  This had to be one of the worst days of your life.

“Religion can be so complicated,” an unfamiliar voice uttered, as a tall man towered over you.  His hair was blond and his eyes were blue.  He was wearing jeans and a brown shirt with a green over shirt on top of it.  “I broke too many rules once.  My father kicked me out too.”

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Imperfect Celestial (Castiel x Reader)

Plot: Cas doesn’t understand why the reader feels so insecure. Why should she? To him, she’s the most beautiful thing in the Universe.

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Warning: Selfhate, Cas being a sweetheart, almost smut (Winchesters be cockblocking), lots and lots of fluff, angst

(In this fic, all the crap with April and Meg didn’t happen but I still hardcore ship Megstiel. I apologize because this is crappy.


Also look how pretty he is in the gif!)

Originally posted by thearronaut

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Dean Winchester x Sister!Winchester Headcanon

*Dean calling you “Shorty” , but when you are hurt “Babygirl”

*Being the only one allowed to call him De besides Sammy

*Looking up to him, and admiring how much he’s been through yet he’s still so strong

*Him being super protective of you, and he always has an idea of where you are at.

*You being as determined as your mother, and Dean always admiring that in you

*Him being your dad and your brother

*Rocking out to 80’s music together.

*Stealing his flannels, when yours are dirty

*Even though he act like your father, you give him and Sam the motherly care they needed

*Him always standing up to John when it comes to you

*Teaching you how to fight monsters

*Crying every night over your brother when he gets taken to Hell

*Trying to find a way to rescue him

*Never leaving his side when he gets back

*Teasing him that him and Cas are a thing

*Him teaching you how to drive the impala, and how to fix her up. You know almost everything about Cars from him

*Grieving and asking yourself again how this happened when he is sent to purgatory

*Scouring the Earth to find something to help get rid of the mark

*Watching your brother slowly become less and less like himself by the day and slowly turning into some sort of monster as time goes on

*Dean trying his damndest not to hurt you when he becomes a demon, but fails miserably.

*“De, please-, this is not who you are!” , “I can’t stop, Y/n! I can’t stop!” “De- please, I will always love you.”

*Him not being able to look you in the eyes weeks after he gets turned back into a human

*Calming him down at night when he gets nightmares of all the things he’s seen

*Him always making you sleep with your door open, or near him at night. He’s always afraid that the same thing will happen to you as it did Mary. It keeps him up late at night

*Loving to eat junk food together, and watch crappy tv shows

*Whenever he pisses you off by bringing you to hookup with ladies, you always go out of your way to ruin his night by him not getting any.

*“Dad! There you are, is this going to be my new mom?”, or… “Babe, why are you flirting with her? You and I are together! How could you do this to me??? *Throws drink in his face*. Personally, your favorite is to go in the bathroom and find the girl he was hitting on. “Hey, that guy you were flirting with back there gave my sister the clap. You might want to steer clear of him!”

*You guys bantering over something that’s nonsense

*Loving your big brothers more than anything in the world


@rosie-winchester @mousehybrid @winchesters-favorite-girl @nothin-after-79 @not-moose-one-shots @sisterwinchesterwriter @straightasdeanwinchester  @fanboyswhereare-you @fandomtrashhhhh @vvinch3st3r @emwinchester1 @hawkeyethenerd @sassy-spn-knight-of-hell @assbutt-still-in-hell @crazynerdandproud @jude-elizabeth-winchester @chrisevansthedoritobastard @watermelonfruitsalad @deevvoon
@elysiannostalgia @lizwinchester16 @simsguruforever2580 @fandomlover03 @upon-a-girl



Can’t Go Back

Originally posted by justjensenanddean

Characters: Y/n, Dean, Sam

Pairing: Dean x Y/n (GENDER NEUTRAL READER)

Warnings: Angst, argument, abandoned reader, regret, self hate. Just all angst.

Word Count: 1861

Summary: Dean finds himself back where he should be. But Y/n isn’t with him.

A/N: Ok, so some angst cos…this song just gave me a load of angst. I’m hoping it’s really angsty. I have no idea. Either way, hope u like it!!

Masterlist

“No. No. NO!”

Dean frantically scratched at the floor, the doorway, anything he could get to, so he could get back to you.

He turned back to Sam, eyes pouring with tears, not caring who saw him.

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?”

Sam swallowed hard, his heart pounding as the rage poured out of Dean.

“I…I did what I had to”, he stuttered, knowing Dean wasn’t going to accept this. 

Not with you still there.

“You…yo-you…”

Dean choked on his words, his vision completely blurred as he felt his heart break.

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Where’d You Go?

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Title: Where’d You Go?

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Word Count: 947

Warnings: angst, fluffish

A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3 <3

“What do you mean [Y/N] just up and left,” Gabriel shouted, taking a step closer to the younger Winchester.  The archangel’s amber eyes glared at Sam, waiting for an answer.

Dean stepped in between Sam and Gabriel, holding a hand in the air.  “Look we didn’t know [Y/N] was going to leave,” Dean defended.  “She didn’t tell either of us, Cas, or you.”

“There has to be a reason as to why she left,” Sam reasoned.  “She didn’t leave a note or anything.  She hardly took any of her stuff with her.  Maybe there’s some unfinished business that she doesn’t wanna talk about?”

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Something Stupid (Like I Love You)

Title: Something Stupid (Like I Love You)

Summary: Dean didn’t think he could ever be jealous over someone who’s not his. He was wrong.

Author: deanssweetheart23

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader, Sam Winchester (mentioned), OMC.

Word count: 2014

Warnings: Not much. Tiny bit of fluff, some angst and a whole lot of language (because we all know that Dean and the f-word go together). Jealous Dean, I guess?

Author’s Notes: This is my sumbission for @death2thevirgin “Cassie Classic Challenge”. Cassie, congratulations on your milestone and thank you for letting me participate. I loved working on this one. 

Also, I’d like to thank my amazing twin @ravengirl94 for her insightful comment on part of the dialogue -which was really needed- and some general advices about the beginning. Twin, YOU’RE THE BEST!

Now. My prompt for this was “I wish I knew how to quit you” from Brokeback Mountain and is included in bold in the text below. (This is written entirely from Dean’s POV)

Originally posted by yaelstiel


The tiny bar was crowded, filled with smoke and hundreds of conversations narrated in loud voices, brightened only by some old bar lights. Rock music blasted through the jukebox and people around Dean laughed and danced and talked in an annoying cheerful manner.

And he… Well. He absolutely hated it because there was nothing to be cheerful about.

Swirling the amber liquid in his glass, he let the alcohol burn down his throat, eyes focused on the fascinating girl that was sitting a few tables away from him.

She was beautiful in that old Bad Company T-shirt that had once been his, head thrown back and eyes twinkling as she laughed at something the blue-eyed man next to her had said. She looked happy and engaged in a conversation with a man that wasn’t him and he knew, no matter how much it pained him to admit it, that she wouldn’t be heading back to their table anytime soon.

And part of him realized that it shouldn’t bother him. He realized that he had no right to be jealous and that Y/N was free to do as she pleased but the sight of her so close to another man, laughing at his stupid jokes and looking at him like he was the moon and the stars hurt him. Because only minutes earlier she had been chuckling at his antics, arm brushing up against his and bright, wide smile playing at the corners of her lips ever every time she caught him staring.

And he wasn’t being possessive. Or, at least, not entirely. Surely, he hated the idea of someone else putting their hands on Y/N, abhorred the mere possibility of that asshole kissing her, tracing soft skin and curves with his fingers, doing all the things Dean wished he could but knew he’d be never able to.

And yet, he was aware that she wasn’t his to begin with.

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I Forgive You

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: mentions of torture, self-loathing, witches are bitches, language

Word Count: 1,846 (unbeta’d all mistakes are my own)

Square Filled: Torture

A/N: Welp guys, I signed up for @spnangstbingo and I couldn’t be happier with the card I got! I have many ideas running around in my head for each one but I hope you enjoy this first one!! Many more to come!!

Originally posted by spn-spam

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Dean when he lost Cas

Cas after he loses Dean

I feel like Cas is gonna become suicidal and just give up hope or something in season 14 as he couldn’t save Dean. Just like Dean done after he lost Cas

Hopefully if Cas and Dean reunite in season 14 we will get a hug scene :)

Angel

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Title: Angel

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Word Count: 1,148

Warnings: angst

A/N: This was requested by an anon! It’s based on the song Angel by The Weeknd! I hope you all enjoy this! I love you all so much! <3 <3

Lucifer picked your bloody body up from the floor, a frown etched onto his lips.  How could you still be alive?  You were much stronger than he thought.  He knew this was because of him.  They wanted to go after Lucifer, and instead of coming after him, they went after you.  

He teleported to the bunker, knocking on the door.  He knew this was the last place he should be, but he had no other options.  He was thankful that Castiel decided to answer the door.  At least Castiel was an angel and not a human.  He could trust Castiel more than those cockroach humans.  

“Lucifer what are you doing here,” Castiel asked, instantly on guard.  His eyes quickly moved to you, worry washing over him.  “Is that [Y/N]?”  It was hard to tell because of all the blood and cuts on your body.  He had heard talk of Lucifer finding a soul mate, but he didn’t actually believe it until now.

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Stop That

Word count: 2,612

Warning: smut will be in the next part, angst

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Request/summary: @omgdeangirl – “Hey you should make a smut where the reader thinks Dean is in love with Jo but he’s actually in love with the reader and they end up fighting before getting together.

A/N: sorry it took so long but this is going to be a two parter with the smut in the second part because I got a bit carried away with writing the plot whoops. Also let me know if you want tagged in the second part.  Enjoy!

Originally posted by sensitivehandsomeactionman

The room was almost as dark as the night sky outside. It smelt like someone had emptied barrels of beer all over the floor; there were a few beer puddles to be fair but nothing disastrous. You sat at the table beside Cas, him as stone cold sober as always (apart from that one time that we don’t talk about). Sam and Bobby were in the living room, sharing stories over a few beers. The overall mood of the house was contentment, even happiness that the hunt was over after weeks of treacherous work.

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Won’t Let Go

Title: Won’t Let Go

Summary: When you return to the bunker with Sam, you realize how shaken Dean is after everything that has happened. All you want to do is comfort him but he ends up promising you something you never thought he would.

Author: deanssweetheart23

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader

Word count: 1063

Warnings: Angst. Mentions of blood and death. Spoilers for the episode 12x22 “Who We Are”. Bit of fluff because let’s be real, we all need this.

Author’s Note: So. The two hour finale. It killed me. And episode 22? Also killed me. Jensen’s acting killed me. I’m just completely dead right now, okay? So, I had to write this because my Deanie Beanie deserves all the love and comfort in the world *clears throat* *pulls herself together*

Right. This is set right after the last scene of the episode, meaning right after that group hug the three Winchesters share. The gif used is not mine. You can find it here

Enjoy <3 


The steady sound of running water overwhelmed your senses as you bonked your head against the shower door, washing away worries and fears and that little voice in the back of your mind that told you it was impossible for you to be there, to be back in the bunker again, alive and safe and almost unscathed.

Breathing deeply, in and out, you wrapped yourself around a towel, and got out of the shower slowly, eyes already darting towards the fresh scars and wounds covering your skin.

You should be used to it by now, but the thought of dying, of leaving this world, even in a blaze of glory with Dean and Sam next to you, had scared you more than you’d like to admit.

In and out.

Running your fingers through your hair, you let the towel drop to the floor and reached for your underwear, then slipped into one of Dean’s flannels, mind drifting to him almost intuitively. You’d only seen him for a few moments after you and Sam had returned from your mission, but you could tell that, whatever he’d seen in that dream sequence inside Mary’s head had hurt him. Really hurt him, even though he’d never say that out loud.

And, God, you worried about him.

In and out.

Soon enough, you were in the room you shared with Dean, only to find him sitting on the edge of the bed, holding what you knew was a picture of himself and his mother in hand.

Your heart broke.

“Hi there.” You whispered, leaning against the doorframe.

He looked up then, green eyes lighting up just a bit as he registered your presence.

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Cheater Cheater

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Pairing: Dean x Reader (also a little friendly Sam x Reader)

Word Count: 1,483

Warnings: Cheating, angst, hurt/comfort

A/N: This wasn’t requested by I had the urge to write this. Also thanks to the two friends who read it when I was unsure of it. I hope you guys like this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!

It wasn’t easy dating Dean Winchester.  You always worried whether he was looking back at the women that ogled at him twenty-four seven.  Every time you looked up, you would see another woman looking at Dean.  You knew the women who looked at Dean were more confident, and in your eyes, more attractive than you were.

You noticed that Dean was flirting with the female bartender, who seemed just as interested.  A knot formed in your stomach as you approached the bar.  You sat down next to Dean, getting a glare from the female bartender.

“Babe, we’re ready to go,” you said, taking the keys from his hand.  “I think I’ll be driving tonight.”

“How about I drive you home,” the bartender offered.  “I get off in a little bit.”

“That’s not necessary,” you replied flatly.  “He’s taken anyway.”  You grabbed Dean, pulling him towards the door.  Once you were outside, you tapped Dean’s arm lightly.  “What the hell was that?”

“I was getting free drinks,” Dean shrugged.  “More money in our pockets.”

Sam could see the hurt and frustration in your expression.  Something he had seen more of lately.  He didn’t want to get involved, but he didn’t want you and Dean to make a scene either.

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Little Red Wagon

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,116

Warnings: ANGST OUT THE ASS, mentions of a child dying, mentions of wanting to die, lying, heartache….yeah….

Requested by @haniiix33: So..the reader once lost her little son because of some accident but she kept it as a secret bc she was scared that Dean wouldn’t love (or accept) her. Someday she gets confronted with the situation or something that reminds her of her son. She opens up to Dean and shows him the place where she buried her son…something like that?

A/N: So I literally cried my eyes out while writing this which is something that never happens to me….you guys have fun with this one….(unbeta’d any and all mistakes are my own)

Originally posted by findmeplease

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Since I’ve Been Loving You

Title: Since I’ve Been Loving You

Summary: When a hunt brings you and the Winchesters back together, feelings that have been kept under wraps for a while now need to be adressed. And you don’t want that. Right?

Author: deanssweetheart23

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader, Sam Winchester 

Word count: 3873 (Oopsie? Jk, not even sorry)

Warnings: Fluff. Angst. Abduction, mentions of torture, violence and blood. Allusions to sexual harrassment (minor and non-detailed). Alcohol consumption, medical attention. Language. That’s about it, I think.

Author’s Notes: This is my (very, very late) sumbission for @ravengirl94 1.5K challenge. Twin, congratulations for that milestone and every milestone after that because you only deserve the best (even if you almost killed us all with Firefighter!Dean). Also. I’m so sorry this took me forever. I hope I made it worth the wait.

Special thank you to @becominglionhearted because I wanted this to be a complete surprise for twin, so she was kind (and awesome) enough to read parts of it over for me.

Now, my prompt for this was “I didn’t think you’d be stupid enough to try to rescue me.” “Yeah, well, I have a thing for obvious traps. They make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.” (yes, I love it, too) and it’s included in bold in the text below.

Without further ado. Enjoy <3

Originally posted by sensitivehandsomeactionman


There were no lights in the small room in which the demons kept you captive.

Instead, there was a rickety looking table, a broken lamp and a large window with rotten shutters, wavy and yellowed. The room was cold, its wallpapers peeled off by the ever-present mildew, and even though it wasn’t the first time you had spent almost two days tied to the only chair there, you were still not used to its grotesqueness.

Blinking owlishly, you tried to ignore the way your head pounded by focusing on the bruises that littered your skin, arbitrary patterns of color where your capturer had left his mark.

Admittedly, Ebony Eyes was taking his sweet, sweet time with you –and you had your own theory as to why that was the case, but the fight you’d put when he captured you along with the punching and the carving that had taken place during your interrogation were enough to make you squeal in pain.

“I have to admit,” Doyle hissed, wagging his head in disappointment, “I was expecting your little boy toy to be here by now. It’s been two days, for Crowley’s sake.”

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War - Winchester Sister

Warnings: Suicide, mention of self harm, depression, Sam and Dean being asshole of brothers

Word Count:  1767 (damn)

Part 2

Life was hard. Of course, because that’s what life was about. Challenges, fights, and war.

“What the hell was that?!” Dean was shouting, again. We were out on a hunt that Sam found about a week ago, a simple hunt? No. Werewolves. Here we were to think it was just one or two, not a whole pack of seven. “I’m sorry! It’s not my fault!” “Don’t give me that bullshit.” He growled as I gently placed Sam on the bed earning a groan from him. “M’ sorry Sammy.” I said, kissing his forehead and quickly running out of the room to get the first aid kit that we kept in the closet down the hall before rushing back and getting out the needle and bandages.

“This is your damn fault.” Dean growled, running a hand down his face and starting to pace the room. “Dean! Stop it, you’re not helping Sam at all by just pacing the room.” “Well I wouldn’t have to help him if you didn’t mess up in the first place!” “That doesn’t matter right now!” Glaring at each other, before a sigh fell from my lips as I went back to working on Sam.

“You’re such a disappointment.” He sneered, voice dripping with venom as he left the room slamming the door. Probably going to take baby for a drive to clear his mind. Tears blurred my vision, but no matter what my goal was to stitch Sam up, my big brother and then get some rest for myself. “You shouldn’t have taken the hit for me Sammy..” I mumbled, brushing the hair out of his face as I started finishing up. Leaving the first aid kit on the table, in case he needed it in the morning while I walked to the door, taking a glance back at him before shutting it behind me and going back to my own room. Dean’s words ringing in my head ‘your damn fault’ ‘disappointment’ And he was right.

I knew my place with Sam and Dean, they would die for each other, of course. And I was just their useless baby sister, I knew I didn’t matter. Not to them.

Entering my room, I shut the door behind myself. Laying on the bed and letting the voices consume my head as always. Everyday was a battle to pass by, and the scars on my body was proof of that. But they didn’t know, no. How could I ever tell my brother’s who don’t even care? So, I don’t.

“Dean look! I drew a picture for you!” Five year old Y/n said, holding it up to her older brother that was cooking dinner so he could see. “Look’s great Y/n.” She frowned, “But you aren’t even looking!” A whine fell from her lips, “Y/n I’m busy right now.” “Pwease Dean?” “Not now.” “Dean?” “I said not now Y/n!” Tears filled the little girl’s eyes as she ran away and out of the room, not eating dinner that night.

“Sammy can you read me a story tonight?” “I can’t Y/n.” “Well, why not?” Seven year old Y/n asked, tilting her head to the side and walking over to him. “Because I’m.. Busy.” He said as she furrowed her eyebrows and tilted her head. “But you’re not doing anything.” He sighed and rolled his eyes. “I said no Y/n, okay?” She frowned and turned around walking away clutching her stuffed moose close to her chest. “Okay Sammy..”

Twelve year old Y/n ran with the soccer ball between her feet, being one of the most fastest and skilled on the team, she was always on the field. “Go Y/n!” Her friends cheered as she got closer to the net, taking a shot as the ball went into the net just before the timer went off, making her team win the game as they all cheered and ran over to hug and give her high fives. A grin was on her face, looking over at at the benches, hoping to see her big brothers. Instead, only seeing parents of the other kids as she sighed and frowned. They promised her they would come, and they didn’t.

“Hey um, guys?” Sixteen year old Y/n asked, walking up to her brothers that were sitting around the room on the couches. “Hey Y/n, what’s up?” “Um.. I’m in the Talent show this Friday.. I was wondering if you guys could come..? It’d mean a lot to me.” “Of course we’ll come!” “really?” “Yeah, sure.” Dean chuckled, before returning back to the Tv as she grinned. “Thanks!”

That following Friday, Y/n was backstage, looking out to try and find her brothers, only to frown when she didn’t see them when walking on stage. But she sang anyway, and she sang so loud, and so amazing that the whole audience boomed with cheers. But it didn’t matter to her, because her brothers weren’t there to cheer her on as well.

“Dean I’m twenty year’s old I can do what I want!” “I said no Y/n! You’re staying here and that’s final!” “You’re not my father!” Dean’s eyes widened for a split second, before he glared and grabbed her wrist tightly. “No! but I sure as hell raised you, and you’ll only slow us down! So stay here and don’t get in our damn way!” He yelled, shoving you back as you landed on the cold floor with tears stinging your eyes, looking up at Sam who gave you a nod as they both walked away.

“Fuck!” Y/n yelled, being pinned down by a werewolf as she struggled and kicked him off, running to get her gun as it ran and pounced to claw at her chest, only for Sam to jump in the way taking the blow. “Sam!” She cried, shooting the werewolf as she rushed to his side taking off her flannel and pressing it to his wound. “I’m sorry Sammy, I’m sorry..” She repeated, as Dean finished off the last werewolf and rushed over to her. “What the hell happened?!” Tears were flowing down Y/n’s face as she choked on her sobs “H-He took my hit..” A growl fell from Dean’s lips as he threw ran his hands through his hair. “Fuck! What the hell’s wrong with you!?” “I-I’m sorry, just please Dean he needs help..” “You better be sorry, I told you, you only slow us down and get in our way.” He growled before walking away.

Clutching onto your pillow tightly as tears flowed down your face, you finally realized, you weren’t welcome here. Rushing to the bathroom, You grabbed a bottle of pain killers along with your phone and wallet. Putting on your hoodie, you quietly opening your door, you glanced down the hallway. You hadn’t heard Dean come home yet, and you were positive Sam was still asleep. Silently walking down the hallway, you walked up the stairs and opened the door, turning around and taking a quick glance around the bunker. Tears blurring your vision as you hung your head and walked out shutting the door behind you for the last time. You started running, as you running came to a jog, and your jog came to a walk. Not even sure how long you were outside for, maybe half an hour by now as you soon came to the town, stepping into the small motel, walking to the front and paying for a room. Taking the key, you walked outside to your room. Opening the door before shutting it behind you and walking into the bathroom.

Stepping into the bathtub, you sat inside of it, resting your head back against the wall as you closed your eyes. Listening to the voice screaming at you in your mind.

All you felt was numb, not even knowing if you felt anything at all anymore.

Taking out your phone, you dialled Sam’s cell, tears running down your face as you wiped them with the hem of your sleeve. A small smile creeped up onto your lips hearing his voice from the voicemail one last time, until it beeped. “Hey Sammy..” You sniffed and looked up running a hand through your hair. “I’m sorry for everything.. You getting hurt because of me, it’s all my fault. I’m not worth it, I don’t know why you did it. Thank you for being my big brother, even when you weren’t there for me when I needed you, you were still my big brother. And I could never hate you. I’m sorry. I love you.” A sigh fell from your lips as you hung up, Dean was next, and you were begging he’d leave you to voicemail, but at the same time. You knew he would, he’d still be too mad at you to talk. Hearing his voicemail made you smile, even though he was an ass to you no longer than two hours ago, you still loved your older brother. “Hey Dean, it’s your least favourite sister.” Weakly smiling, with tears endlessly continuing to run down your face, no matter how many times you wiped them away. “I’m sorry.. It’s my fault, I know I’m a disappointment. I get that you hate me, and it’s okay, don’t worry. I hate me too. But you won’t have to worry about me anymore, okay? Take care of Sammy for me, just like you always do. Because he’s more important than anyone else, right?” Pulling out the bottle of painkillers, you glanced down at them with a sniff. “I love you Dean. No matter what. I’m sorry for everything.” Smiling sadly, you hung up your phone. Staring down at the bottle of pills in your hands as sobs racked your body. This was your only chance, and you were gonna take it. Glancing at your phone one last time, it started vibrating. Blowing up with phone calls, text messages. Everything. Quickly grabbing it, you turned it off. If you were going out, you were going out in silence.

Taking off the lid, you instantly put the bottle to your mouth, downing every last pill and swallowing all of them until they were gone. Gripping the bottle tightly in your hand. You rested your head back. Looking up at the ceiling with a smile on your face as tears continued flowing, you actually did something right for once in your life.

As everything was going blurry, and darkness faded over one last time.

We’ve all been to war, whether it’s real life, or in your own mind surrounded by demons.



UM, first of all I just wanna say thank you to Savannah for getting me to write again because she’s been writing so much for our blog lately, thank you Sav.

And second of all, suicide is never the answer, we’ve all been to war please think about everything and if you need help please call a hotline because you are all lovely and we love it when you guys are around, you make a difference, thank you.

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