supernatural feelings and all the angst and

Top Ten Awesome Fanfics *

* yep, not “all-time favourite”, because I cannot choose in all objectivity only ten fics. This list is a list of ten fics* chosen in my five main fandoms that I love and feel like they should be read, but it could have been ten others … It’s very hard to choose. One day I’ll do a real masterpost fic rec …
* yes, I’ve cheated. There are waaaaay more than just ten fics here … Sorry not sorry.

The lovely @justkeeponthegrass had a brillant idea : to make a collection of our favourite fanfics to show writers just how much we appreciate, respect and admire their work. I personally owe a great deal to fanfic writers, especially in the Merlin fandom, for they helped me get through a very hard period of my life. Fanfic writers have been and are constant companions of my life, whether I’m sad, happy, tired or feeling excited, they always deliver, they are amazing people who do an amazing work just because they like it. I admire the hell out of any of you, and the following ten titles, plus the special and honorable mentions, are me trying to tell you how much you mean. Very, very long post incoming …

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It’s an Older Sibling Thing (Part 2): Please Come Home

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

Length: 1544+ words

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

A/N: There was so many interest in a Part 2, and at first I wasn’t going to write one, but after my exam yesterday, I got into a flow of writing it, and I finished it! Hope you guys like it! Feedback is encouraged!

Part 1

“What the hell, Dean?!” Sam shouted. He had given his older brother the silent treatment from the moment they left the motel weeks ago. But seeing Dean, relaxing on the couch, with a beer in hand, not even fazed that he had kicked out one of their closest friend irked Sam to no end. “What did you say to her?!”

The oldest Winchester rolled his eyes, crossing his arms in defiantly. “I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true.”

“Why’d she leave?”

“Beats me.” Dean shrugged, taking another gulp of his drink.

“She said she understands why you kicked her out,” Sam said in a more quieter tone, changing his tactics.

“Good. At least she knows she was a selfish-” 

“Dean!” Sam exclaimed, shocked that his brother would say such things about someone who they were close friends with.

“How can you not be angry?” Dean asked. “Because of her, you were hurt, Sam! It’s my job to protect you, and she was in the way of that.”

“You’re an idiot, you know that?” 

Dean scoffed.

“She didn’t tell the demons anything. You think the demons haven’t picked up a few things from us?”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Dean asked, his eyes narrowing in curiosity.

“They only kidnapped Y/N for her phone. They used the same tactic as we do when we’re tracking someone- all you need is a phone number.”

“Son of a bitch.”

“Yea. You fucked up, Dean. Whatever you said to her, you fucked up.”


“No. Fix this, Dean. I was my sister back.” Sam shook his head, walking away to his room. 

“Sist- What?”

The hazel-eyed man stopped, turning his slightly around to look at his brother’s confused face. “She’s always been family to us- to me at least. And you kicking her out like that doesn’t change that.” 

“Dammit,” Dean cursed under his breath, watching his younger brother walk away. “Fuck.” He closed his eyes tightly, trying to think of ways to fix his mess.

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failaisé | masterlist (updated)

key: (f)= fluff, (s)= smut, (a)= angst, ®=romance, (au)= alternate universe, *= discontinued


jungkook: like real people do 1, 2, 3 (coming soon!) college student au | black water prologue (cont.) werewolf au (a&s) | super (hero au) ® | ain’t my fault (vampire au) (m) | 9773 melas road (31 days of halloween) | 

jimin: touch me (m) kardmember!reader | small hands (a) | fight me (nurse au) (f&r&s) | lucky (vampire au) (m&r) | circus (31 days of halloween) | 

namjoon: snow (r) | mirror, mirror (31 days of halloween) |  

yoongi: first love (a) | black cat (31 days of halloween) | 

jin: savior (31 days of halloween) | 

hoseok: i need help (31 days of halloween) | 

taehyung: i wonder… (31 days of halloween

all: heathens (pt.1) (ss au) *dis. | welcome to hell , heathens preview | 

aesthetics: savior- k.s. | black cat- m.y. | circus- p.j. | i need help- j.h. | mirror, mirror- k.n. | 9773 melas rd- j.j. | i wonder…- k.t. | the joker- m.y. | killer croc- k.n. | the enchanter- j.h. | 

monsta x 

jooheon: delicacy (a&r), 

(these are updated as of june 12th, 2017) 

on this note, my inbox is open and i am accepting any and all ideas! i just ask that none of you request something specific, such as white skin or black skin or anything that can easily discriminate reader against reader. since most (nearly all) the stories i’ve posted have been kept so that race is not an issue and that any and all readers can read and relate. unfortunately, pronouns (as a writer) are very helpful and all stories use female pronouns. 

i write for bts mainly, but also got7, monsta x, seventeen, and ikon 

my blog loves to do any type of fictional prose, such as stories dealing with magic, supernatural, etc. !! 

feel free to drop an idea in (: 

june 12th, 2017 12:07 pm

The Future/(is now)

I can’t believe this is something I saw with my own two eyeballs, because apparently all that’s happened so far wasn’t coincidence, or carelessness - apparently Dabb watched Season 8 and made a deliberate bet with someone - he’d make it gayer, or else. And so here it is, (almost) out of the subtext (Sorry, Dean and You can’t just go dark like that. We didn’t know what happened to you. We were worried. That’s not okay and I needed to come back here with a win for you and We’re just better together and I’d like that and THE TAAAAAAAPE). Honest to God, I think I read twenty versions of that fight yesterday as people scrambled to write pre-codas out of nerves and excitement, and they were all magnificent and yet, somehow, less shippy and less obvious and less romantic than what actually happened on the show, wtf? And Dean sulking in his room, Cas knocking at his door, hesitating, coming in? 

I swear to God - when Dean called him back, when he started telling Cas all those things - for a second, I actually believed he would yank on Cas’ tie and kiss him, because that’s always, always what happens in that scenario. Or, you know, Dean gets overwhelmed by his own feelings, by how much he’s just showed his hand here, and walks away. That’s also textbook fanfiction, and yeah, so it’s fluff instead of angst, but, come on - this is Supernatural - did anyone doubt it’d be angsty? Let’s just hope in a happy ending, because that Kelly voiceover (I love you. But we won’t ever be together. There is no happy ending for either of us.) gave me the creeps.

And what about the mind control, someone might argue. Mind control, schmind control. That’s like, the number one Prove that you love me forever and ever trope, and even if we’ve seen it before (if simply because Destiel has been built with every single love trope in the book, and, in this case, they used it over and over and over again), we’ve never seen its final form. During the crypt scene, Cas deflected instead of admitting the obvious (let’s be generous: maybe he didn’t know himself), and in the Bunker, Dean just barely managed not to kill Cas, and had to walk away before the Mark overpowered him, so no, that was not a good time either. So this thing we’ve been promised for a while - this My love for you is stronger than time or tide or evil curse - is yet to come, and with the way things are going, I’m feeling pretty optimistic.

Also: however Dean will read this when he wakes up, Cas is choosing love, and he’s choosing free will. He went to Heaven hoping they’d have a way out of this mess so that Sam and Dean would be safe, he stole the Colt so they couldn’t face Dagon and be hurt (which is text, by the way, not subtext), he went against orders because he felt that was the right thing to do (a human feeling, because angels are created for a mission), he stayed away from Sam and Dean to protect them - all of that is unangelic behaviour, and man, Dean and Cas are going to get into so many fights, aren’t they, because Cas learned how to love from Dean, and that means he’s got that same kind of stubborn, maternal, overbearing way to love Dean has, which means lots of I didn’t tell you because I love you and I walked away because I love you and I booped you to sleep because I love you and I really hope Sam’s going to stay out of the way, because there will be a lot of storming through corridors and huffing and outrage and Can you believe that bastard and it will be absolutely glorious.

As for the rest of it - though, to be perfectly honest, I barely noticed a ‘rest of it’ because my eyeballs were glued to the unbelievable Gay Feelfest unfolding in front of me - I’m really happy with it. I’m happy we’re finally talking Big Things again - Could either of you kill an innocent, do our parents determine our destiny, is there such a thing as innate character, and so on - and I’m happy with the insight we were given both in Kelly’s and in Dagon’s minds, and why they do what they do. I loved every scene Cas and Kelly had together, that kind of, We’re not heroes, and we may be worthless, but we’re what’s left vibe, and Cas’ smile when the baby was kicking, and I like where they’re going, how they’ll try to get this pregnancy to term. Sure, this baby’s got a lot against him - he’s Lucifer’s kid (although, we still don’t know who and what Lucifer was before he was forced to carry the Mark), and one of his temper tantrums could possibly destroy the Earth, but, then again, so could a lot of other things - he’s not special (to quote a famous tumblr post). And if we’re going with free will and self-determination of our own destiny, then we should have the courage not to nitpick: everyone should be able to decide for themselves, and this baby is no exception. 

(I mean, think about it. He’s clearly able to give anyone extraordinary powers - he gave Cas enough ammo to take down a bloody Prince of Hell - so he could have chosen anyone as his protector. He could have picked Dagon, he could have stuck with Kelly, he could have chosen any lesser demon or angel or random doctor they’ve been in contact with over the last few weeks - and yet he chose Cas, and Cas - as we’ve known for a while - is the curiosity, the abomination, the miracle: the angel who can love. No, I want to believe we’re headed towards good things here - narratively or otherwise.)

Final point: again, I know it’s not ideal to carry around a nuclear warhead in your belly, but the beginning of this episode gave me heavy The Handmaiden’s flashbacks (superb show, by the way, go watch it), so the fact they’re giving Kelly some kind of choice - that’s uplifting. Because yeah, maybe she’s slightly brainwashed, but this isn’t like any kind of brainwash I’ve ever seen on the show, because both Kelly and Cas are also lucid, completely themselves. They resemble most closely what Dean was like when he lost his memories, and I think now I’m going to go and cry forever at the implications. But hey, at least Cas’ got his own room at the Bunker and Yes, dumbass - we

Stay (Part 2)

Originally posted by hunterchesters

Pairing: Sam X Reader (eventually)
Summary: God tells Sam and Dean that they do, in fact, have soulmates out there.
Warnings: none
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After Chuck had given Sam and Dean the answers they were looking for, he simply… just disappeared, leaving Sam and Dean to bask in their new knowledge.

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Songs and Vamps

Originally posted by casclarenceunicorn

Word Count: 2,220

Author: Deka

Warning: Blood, violence, weapons, sexual innuendos, fluff, a litlle angst, that’s it.

Pairing: Lucifer x Soulmate!Reader

Summary: After a good morning song, the boys and Y/N went on a hunt to kill some monsters, what could go wrong?

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Imagine Dean Finding Your Sketchbook...

Word Count: Around 2500

Warnings: None other than fluff :)

Characters: Reader, Dean, Sam

Pairing: Dean x Reader

A/N: This one really ran away from me, it was supposed to be kind of short…but enjoy! Maybe this will appease y’all while I work on the new part of Through the Flames

***This fic is pretty thrown together, I just wanted to give you guys something since it takes me such a long ass time to update

Summary: The reader has a sketchbook full of drawings of Dean. After a hunt, to the reader’s horror and embarrassment, she finds Dean with his nose in her sketchbook.

There was never much privacy in your life with the Winchesters. Every time you turned around one of them was always right there. On most days, that wasn’t a bad thing- especially on hunts. You knew they’d always have your back, that you were never alone. It was comforting really, comforting on those days that you needed someone when everything seemed to go wrong. Sam always had kind words of advice and assurance and Dean wouldn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you. You couldn’t help but love the fact that they were always there.

You also couldn’t help but hate the fact that they were always there. You’d started to develop a kind of sixth sense whenever one of them was nearby, you could just feel them lurking. It was more of Dean than anything, Sam knew enough to let you be.

Dean loved to hover. You decided that this was because he was such a mother hen, but you eventually came to another conclusion. Dean Winchester was sometimes too curious for your liking. You figured that at some point he’d learn his lesson because, as you had pointed out to him more than once- curiosity killed the cat.

As annoying as it could be at times, he wasn’t hurting anyone when he would lean over your shoulder to see what you were watching on Sam’s laptop. The one time he had followed you to yoga class to see where you’d been disappearing to all week wasn’t even that big of a deal either. Despite the fact that he could have just asked you, you dropped it and let him go with nothing more than a whack with your yoga mat.

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Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Angst, semi-suicidal thoughts, near death experience (If this is a trigger for you please be aware!!!)

Word count:  1542

A/N: Yup, I’m finally back with a new fic! I don’t know how I feel about this one but I hope you guys will like it. Lots of love xx

Feedback is highly appreciated as always!

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Originally posted by greatestgifsofalltime

“She loved the ocean because every time the waves left the shore, they always came back.”

It was early in the morning when you drove down to Lake Alvin just outside Sioux Falls. The sun was about to rise and the fresh summer air calmed you. It felt like this was the thousandth night you woke up from a nightmare. So you decided to come here like you always did when everything got too much to handle.

This place was you escape. There were hundrets of memories attached to it.

The first time you kissed someone was at this lake with Dean when you were ten.

The first time you made love with someone was at this lake with Dean when you were sixteen.

The first time he told you he loved you was at this very lake, under the stars on a warm summer night many many years ago.

But now he was no longer with you.

It was unbearable to sleep without Dean next to you. You were exhausted and sleep deprived but there was little you could do about it. Every night when you closed your eyes, his face would haunt you in your dreams. He would beg you to save him from the torture he was enduring and every night you would wake up, covered sweat with tears running down your face.

You got out of one of Bobby’s cars and walked towards the small pier. You took your shoes off on your way there, the old wood under your foot soles feeling rough and dry. Sitting down on the edge of the pier, you let your feet dangle over the water.

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The In-Between Part 3

Summary:  This is a college!AU where Sam and the reader attend the same university.

Characters: AU!Dean x Reader, AU!Sam x Reader

Warnings: SMUT (oral, female receiving, unprotected sex), Angst, swearing

Word Count:  2795

A/N:  This is Part Three, you can find Part One HERE and Part Two HERE.  I loved going back to college so much that this became a trilogy.

Thank you to my lovely pal @wheresthekillswitch for being my MastaBeta on this one.

Italics are the end of Part Two.

The gifs in the body of the story are from Google Search, credit goes to their owners.

Originally posted by stetsonsalvatore


The next day you make your way through campus sipping your coffee.  It’s still warm and between the caffeine in your system and the sun on your skin, you’re tentatively excited about the fresh possibilities of a new semester.  You’re not over what happened, you’re not sure you ever will be, but you’re determined to keep positive.  You’re feeling pretty good about everything given the circumstances when you walk into the lecture room.  You scan the room looking for a good seat when your eyes catch view of a head above the rest.  Dimples are assaulting you from across the room, and they are not adorable.


You look away immediately, your hopeful mood now murderous.  You find the seat closest to the door and sit down, keeping your gaze to the front.  You’re sure the professor spoke, but you can recall nothing, the only evidence you were there is the syllabus in your hands.  As soon as class is released you dash for the door.  You’re hoping to make it through the quad before he can reach you.  Today is not your day however and when you’re halfway across you hear him call your name.

“Y/N!  Hey, Y/N, wait up.”

His large hand gently catches your arm just under one of the leafy trees dotting the grassy expanse.  Damn him and his long legs, you grumble to yourself.  You spin on him, your eyes shooting daggers, and he leans away from you taken aback.

“What do you want, Sam?”

“I just wanted to say hi and see how you are?”

“Hi and how am I?  Hmm, I don’t know?  Shitty.  I’m feeling pretty shitty, Sam.  How are you?” you ask, your voice dripping sarcasm.

Sam opens his mouth to speak then closes it again.

“Sorry, I just wanted to see you, the way we left things…” he trails off.

“Which time Sam?  The time we slept together while you conveniently forgot you had a girlfriend?  Or the time that you guilted my boyfriend into dumping me?”

His face flicks from ashamed to indignant and he pulls you nearer to the tree.

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The Hundred Times Castiel Killed Dean Winchester, and the One Time He Didn't.

The first time, he flat out refused to do it. “Kill Dean Winchester” Naomi screeched, but he wouldn’t do it. He would never hurt Dean again. So they brought out the angel blades, and dug into his skin. He could feel his blood boil, his grace struggling to escape, every instinct yelling at him to stop, and just give in, but he won’t do that. He would not hurt Dean. So they continue to carve him, and slice into him. After what feels like an eternity, they stop. Gingerly, he raised his head, and he sees green. “What’s the matter, Cas?” Dean stresses over the syllables, like a taunt. Castiel hates it.
“This ain’t anything new you know. You’ve fucked up so many times. We’re so much better off without you.“ Castiel begs him to stop, but he continues “Do it, kill me angel, everybody knows you’ll do it anyway. Nobody cares. Because here’s the bottom line - We don’t need you.”
So Castiel does it, he picks up the blade and stabs that - that abomination, just to get him to stop. It tears his insides out, he feels pain, and his eyes glaze over as he struggles to stay on his feet.

The thirtieth time, Castiel cries. He cries like he never has. He just wants it to stop. He considers plunging the blade into his own chest, but Naomi having forseen it, had charmed the blade to not hurt Castiel. The gross mimicry of Dean continues to make its comments, goading Castiel to kill him. She continues to have the angel blade dug into his shoulders, it hurts and Cas just wants it to stop. He wants everything to stop.

By the sixty second time, his senses have started to numb. He remembers green eyes, a warm smile, and distant thoughts at the back of his head, but he just can’t connect the pieces together. He mechanically continues to stab the figure lying in front of him. A voice in his head is screaming at him, telling him to stop, but he pays no heed to it.

The Eighty fourth time around, Castiel is sure of his mission. He will kill the pathetic human lying in front of him, he has his mission, his mission to serve God, and he will see it through.

Hundred is dead before he hits the ground. Castiel is heaven’s most feared weapon again.

The one hundred and first time, Castiel does not stop, not even when he hears the sickening crunch of bones breaking underneath his fists. He has his mission, and he will complete it. He reaches for his blade, to deliver the death blow, showing no sign of relenting even when an arm reaches for him. “Cas, I need you”.
And suddenly, all at once, Castiel starts to feel. He feels longing, he feels pain, he feels green eyes over his own, comforting him when he was lost. But most of all, he feels Dean Winchester. And just like that, he drops the blade. He will not hurt Dean.

Bad Boy (Part 6).

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader.

Warnings: Angst, bad, really terrible angst but angst. Talk about gangs,, talk about tattos, nigtmares, horrible writing, me being bad at feelings and even worst at writing about them. Bucky being too cute. You’ve been warned.

Word Count: 792.

Rating: 18+.


Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

I want to apologize before hand for the really shitty attempt at angst. Is horrible.

Tagging my wives @sexylibrarian1 and @thecrownedrose

@ryverpenrad @supernatural-girl97 @brokenanxiety @palaiasaurus64 @marveldcmistress @acunningstargazer @sebstanchrisevanchickforever19

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Welcome to the 14th edition of my Recommendation list for Cas!girls.

Check my Masterlist

Hello, fellow Cas trash pals. It’s been a loooong time since I posted a list. January 16th to be exact, my birthday. I moved cities and I’m not around here as much as I used to, but in light of the recent events regarding our baby. I’ve been crying to the slightest provocation since Thursday, so I felt the need to post a new list to raise our spirits a little bit, tho JiBCon already did a lot of that.
This list will be loaded of fluff and sweet love to our angel. I haven’t been reading a lot of fics lately, but I had these on my waiting list to be posted a for a while now, so I hope you enjoy them anyway.

Here we go.

Note: The summary of the fics are in italics. Some of them are written by their authors, and some others are written/modified by me. All the series start on chapter one, except if they have their own masterpage. The text written after this “–” hyphen are just my lame ass comments.
If for any reason you want your username and/or fic to be removed from this list or you wish not to be tagged, just hit me a message and I’ll erase it/untag/stop tagging you, whatever you preffer..

* Users that tumblr didn’t let me tag are marked with an asterisk.

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Reunited - Five

A/N: Part five of ?? I really don’t know how long this series will be, but around 10 chapters. I was gonna keep the angst going at least one more chapter, but then I made a deal with @supernatural-jackles, so here comes some fluff…. A special shout out to my beta @thorne93, you’re awesome. Feedback is always appreciated.

Characters: Jensen, Reader, Jared, Lexi (OFC) and of course… Jack;)

Warnings: Some angst and some fluff.

Wordcount: 2775

Catch up HERE


When Monday arrived you were still curled up in a ball on your couch, you hadn’t been outside or talked to anyone all weekend, except for texting Rose that you were alive. Jensen was still on your mind, the smell of him, the taste, the familiarity of his touch, the feel of his lips on yours… why had you kissed him? Now you were right back where you were eleven years ago, heartbroken, but this time you had no one to blame but yourself.

Around noon you realized that you wouldn’t be able to make it into work today, Lexi and Sarah had the day covered, but there was some paperwork that needed to get done. You called Lexi and asked if she would be able to bring them by your house on her way home from work, something she agreed to do. You didn’t know what you would do without those girls. You made a mental note to get them something for all the extra help you had gotten over the past week.

You padded around your house in a pair of shorts and a tank top, your hair tied in a messy bun on the top of your head. You didn’t bother to change into anything else as you knew you weren’t leaving the house that day either. You didn’t even want to go to get your mail in case you ran into Jensen. How did you get yourself into this? Jensen and his stupid, candy green eyes was definitely a part of it so you decided to blame him a little too.

Around 4 pm Lexi was at your door, bright smile and a bunch of papers in her hands.

“Oh.. is that all?” you asked sarcastically.

“Yeah. You know, if you had gotten your butt into work on Saturday, it wouldn’t have piled up,” she teased. Lexi had worked for you for years now, resulting in your relationship turning more friendly than boss/employee.

“Funny,” you said dryly. “You want coffee?”

“You wanna tell me what’s going on?”

 “No… You want coffee?” you asked again, letting her know you weren’t in the mood to talk.

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“Dean,” Sam coughed. “You should run; go while it’s still safe. Those bandits will be back any second with reinforcements.” He groaned as Dean pressed dressings to the shotgun wound sluggishly bleeding in his stomach.

“No Sam, I won’t leave you. We need to stick together, it’s the only way we’ll survive,” Dean argued, applying more pressure to try and stop the bleeding.

Sam pushed Dean’s hand away, rising unsteadily to his feet. “That’s just it Dean. I’m not going to survive and we both know it. I’m infected, which means if the gunshot wound doesn’t kill me then I’ll turn into one of those monsters. I know you don’t want to think about it Dean, but it’s time we spilt up. I’m only going to slow you down.”

“I’m not going to abandon you just because things have gotten a little rough! You didn’t abandon me when I broke my ankle jumping out of that second story window back in Bismarck, and I’m not gonna abandon you now! If you go … then I go too. That’s what we always talked about right? Following each other into the dark?” The words were heavy with unshed tears as Dean wrapped his arms around Sam, taking his brother’s weight against his chest.

Sam nodded, resting his head on Dean’s shoulder. “Will you,” he paused, his breath rattling in his chest. “Will you sing for me Dean? Please?”

“Of course Sammy, anything for you.” Dean let out a shaky laugh, tightening his arms around his brother. He racked his brain trying to think of a song that he remembered all the words too. “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.”

Angry shouting could be heard in the distance, drawing closer and closer to the two boys’ hiding spot. They knew their time alive together was drawing to an end, and if there was something they wanted to say they’d have to say it now.

“Dean, I don’t feel so good. I-I can’t see.” Sam clutched at Dean’s shirt, quiet sobs shaking his shoulders. The infection was racing through Sam’s body faster than either of them expected.

“It’s okay Sammy. There’s not much to see out here anyway. You ain’t missing much,” Dean joked, running a hand through Sam’s hair and feeling the heat radiating off him.

The shouts were right outside the room now, and a tear slipped from Dean’s eye. “You’ll never know dear … how much I love you.”

The door burst open and three bandits rushed in, guns raised. Dean squeezed Sam tighter, whispering softly in his ear. He didn’t want his little brother to be afraid of dying; Sammy was scared of the dark.

“Please don’t take my sunshine a–”

"Welcome Home, Cas."

Author: xbooksandtea

Pairing: Destiel

Fandom: Supernatural

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 1.665

Genre: hurt/comfort, reunion, lots of fluff

Time Line: Takes place after the events of 12x23

Links: Read on ao3

“Cas,” he whispered, and he was able to hear the blood rushing through the veins in his ears. Shimmering lights were dancing at the corners of his vision. His skin felt both burning hot and ice cold at the same time, the way he imagined it would feel if you dove into a pool while someone branded you with a burning claw – the way that left scars.

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Love Triangle (Jensen x Reader)

Originally posted by whoeveryoulovethemost

Characters: Jensen Ackles, Female Reader, DaughterOC!Gracely

Warnings: angst?

Word Count: 872 (drabble series??)

(This is an RPF! It is based off of Love Triangle by Raelynn, but will be told by the readers and Jensen’s POV. HUGE shout out to @the–blackdahlia for being a great beta!)

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A Million Reasons

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2143

Warnings: Angst, cheating (?), canon divergence

Notes: Big, big thank you to my beautiful beta, @perseusandmedusa , for helping me with this! Before anyone asks, yes there will be a part two! I hope you all like it xox

Song used: Million Reasons by (Queen) Lady Gaga

The slightly ajar door was slowly pushed open and your heart stopped momentarily. Taking a deep breath, you squeezed your eyes shut to fight the tears before you continued packing. His footsteps were slow and heavy as he entered and you could feel his eyes on you.

“What are you doing, Y/N?”

“Leaving, Dean.” you answered simply, trying to keep the emotion from your voice.

“But… why? Because of some stupid fight?” You felt his hand on the top of your arm, hesitant as to whether he should turn you to face him or not. “We’ve had fights before. We’ll get through it. We always do.”

“Not this time, Dean. I’m fed up. I’m done.”

“Y/N,” He gave in and gripped your arm, turning you. His shimmering, emerald eyes caught yours, a look of utter desperation on his face. “Please.”

Your bottom lip trembled as you tore your gaze from him, knowing that if you stared at the gorgeous man who stole your heart all those years ago too long, you’d never be able to go through with this.

“No, Dean. I can’t do this any more. I’ve given you so many chances and nothing has changed. I begged you for a reason to stay and you couldn’t give me one. You gave me a million reasons to go but never one to stay. You still can’t, can you?” He stood motionless, shell-shocked as you grabbed your bag and barged passed him, tears swimming in your eyes as you made for the door. Gripping it tightly, you paused and whispered. “All I needed was one, Dean.”

When you still gained no reply from the eldest Winchester, you sobbed once and slammed the door behind you, leaving him standing alone.

The minutes passed slowly before Dean regained feeling in his body and turned to face the door, tears staining his cheeks; he looked crushed.

Swallowing, he picked up one of the discarded photos you had left on the bed of the two of you and his voice trembled as he spoke quietly. “I love you.”

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Read It Wednesday

Week 11! My apologies if I missed a fic this week! I was getting multiple notifications when things were being reblogged from certain people and it really crowded my activity. So, if you don’t see a fic here, I’m so so sorry. If you’d like to me read it, send it to me via message and I will get it read and added to next weeks Read It Wednesday. Also, I decided against adding gif drabbles from smut day in here, just to save the space. 

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