this felt a lot like the old spn i fell in love with

Feels Like the First Time

Feels Like the First Time

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: nothing but fluff

Word Count: 750

A/N: Fic-i-versary NINETEEN for my 30 Days of Jensen and Dean. The line “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.” was requested by @winvhesters . Thank you for celebrating with me. This one came out of nowhere. Hope you like it!

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Moving In

Characters: Sam x Reader

Words: 1391

Summary: Sam and the reader move in together, enjoying life and the next step in their relationship. 

Warnings: all fluff, tickling, AU world (none of the Winchesters hunt)

I had a blast writing this for the Supernatural Hiatus Writing Challenge Week 7 for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing! :) This ended as total fluff, really. But we all love those. Enjoy!

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Told You I Would Remember

(gifs are not mine)

TITLE: Told You I Would Remember

PAIRING: Dean x Reader


CHARACTERS: Dean, Reader, Sam (mentioned), John (mentioned), Mary (mentioned).

WARNINGS: talk of marriage and the hunter life (if that should be a warning), fluff.

A/N: This takes place at 12x11 (Regarding Dean). As always I hope you enjoy it. Feedback is gladly welcome.


“You’re doing great, just one more time. Who are you?” I asked Dean.

“Umm… My name is Dean Winchester,” he said carefully, making sure he wasnt making a mistake “Sam is my brother, Mary Winchester is my mom, Cas is my best friend and you… you are my girlfriend.

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Oh, Not Dragons - Dean x Reader feat Sam

Trigger Warnings: mention of being a virgin, language, oral sex female receiving, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex and mention of violence

Summary: Dean his girlfriend the Reader and Sam hunt what they think is a dragon, only one problem Reader is a virgin.

Y/n heard what Sam said and fear washed over like an ocean wave. This was only the second hunt she’d been on with her boyfriend Dean Winchester and his brother Sam. But Sam said it was most likely dragons picking up virgins, Y/n hadn’t told Dean she was a virgin.

Not that she was embarrassed she just didn’t know how he’d react, he was so experienced he may not want to be a virgin. She could feel her face getting red and her body was shaking in fear, that’s when Dean knew something was wrong. He jumped out of his chair “shit baby you okay, what’s wrong” he said.

Y/n looked at Dean like she wanted to say something but then she looked at Sam, “hey Sammy, could you give us a minute” Dean said. “Yeah sure, I’m going to go to the library and try to find where it’s lair is” Sam said walking out the door. “Okay sweetheart, what’s going on” Dean said kneeling in front of her

She looked at Dean and tears filled her eyes, “Dean I’m a virgin” she said looking down at her feet. Dean could see why she was scared dragons targeted virgins. He hadn’t been shy about taking or bragging about his history with women especially when he and Sam were comparing stories. Dean took her hand in his and with his other hand he caressed her cheek.

“Y/n, look at me sweetheart” he said, she slowly lifted her head up looking him in the eyes. “You don’t have to worry okay, I know why you didn’t tell me, but it doesn’t matter to me that you are a virgin. I have a lot of experience with women but and I haven’t been shy about that, but I’ve never felt this way about anyone” he said.

“It doesn’t really bother me that you’ve been with a lot of women, I was just worried about how you’d see me, I’m a little old to be a virgin” she said. “Sweetheart I love you I could never see you differently” Dean said. Y/n was hoping he’d take it this way, she’d been in love with him since they met.

“I love you too Dean and I want to have sex with you Dean” she said, “Y/n I don’t want your first time to be because we’re hunting a dragon” Dean said. “It’s not because of the dragon it’s because I love you and I don’t want to wait any longer to be with you” Y/n said. Y/n stood up taking Dean’s hand in hers and walking to the bed.

She turned around and put her arms around his neck, he pressed his lips to hers kissing her. Dean ran his tongue over her lips seeking entrance which she granted, his tongue slid in her mouth. Their tongues danced together fighting for control of the kiss, which she conceded to Dean. While they kissed Y/n unbuttoned his flannel shirt and slipped it off his shoulders.

She put her hands on his T-shirt and he broke the kiss and helped her pull his shirt off. Dean took her shirt off and threw it with his, he put his hands behind her back unhooking her bra. Dean pulled her yoga pants down and she stepped out of them leaving her in nothing but her panties. She and Dean had heated make out sessions and he’d felt her bare breasts and even fingered her vagina but they’d never seen each other naked.

Dean kissed her lips backing her to bed and the back of her knees hit the bed and she fell backwards onto the bed. He helped her lay back with her head on the pillow, “we’re going to take it slow and if at anytime you wanna stop, you let me know” Dean said. “I promise” she said, Dean slipped her panties off. Dean kissed her neck nibbling at her pulse point, his hands explored her breasts, he tweaked her nipples with his fingers.

Y/n moaned and arched into him, he kissed her chest down to her breasts, he kissed every inch of both breasts. Y/n put her hands on his back as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. He made circular motion with his tongue over both her nipples giving both the same attention. While he lavished her breasts, one of his hands slipped between her legs. He ran his fingers over clit and rubbed circles on it, she moaned and threw her head back onto the pillow.

Dean continued kissing down her body making his slow journey to her core, his fingers moved from her clit to her entrance sliding one finger inside her. She moaned under his touch, “you ok Y/n” he said she nodded. She bit her bottom lip between her teeth as he slowly pumped his finger in and out of her. Dean lowered his head between her legs licking a stripe down her slit, she put her hands on his head fisting his hair.

Dean ran his tongue over her clit rubbing circles on it he slid a second finger inside her pussy. Dean thrust his fingers slowly and gently his eyes never leaving her face watching for any sign of pain. Dean made a scissor motion with his fingers inside her pussy entrance opening her up to take his thick cock. “You okay sweetheart” he asked, “yes fuck Dean if feels so good” she moaned. “Come on baby cum for me” he said, with another thrust of his fingers and and another lick her pussy and she hit her first orgasm of the night. “Yes Dean yes” she moaned.

Dean looked down into her eyes and said “you still okay Y/n” he said, “yes, I want your cock inside me Dean” she said. “Okay I’m gonna go slow, yell if you want me to stop” he said. Y/n nodded and he lined his cock up with her entrance and pushed into her pussy gently and slowly. Once he was fully inside he bottomed out and he kissed her lips giving her time to adjust to the new feeling of his cock filling her pussy.

She threw her head back moaning saying his name as he started slowly thrusting into her. Y/n ran her hands all over his body memorizing his entire naked body. The burning pain she felt quickly turned into pleasure. When she kept moaning and calling out his name he thrust faster into feeling his release building. He wanted her to cum around his cock before he came, he put his hand between their naked bodies and put his thumb on her clit rubbing circles on it.

Y/n felt a tingling coil in her stomach building like it never had when she was masterbating. Dean kept thrusting into her pussy harder and harder until she hit her orgasm. “Oh fuck Dean, yes, yes oh God yes” she screamed, he thrust her through her orgasm. The force of her pussy clenching around him forced him to cum and his cum her drenched pussy.

Dean collapsed on the bed next to her, he turned his head looking at her, he saw the look of satisfaction and happiness on her face. She rolled over putting her head on his chest, “so how was your first time” Dean asked. “It was incredible Dean, you’re amazing” she said, “no you were amazing sweetheart” Dean said. All of a sudden the door opened and Sam stepped in, “holy shit guys, put a sock on the door or something” Sam said running out. Both Dean and Y/n burst out laughing.

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Swing Dancing

Pairing: Crowley x Reader
Word count: 750
Warnings: Fluff.
Challenge:  This was written for @wi-deangirl77‘s Follower Celebration and Birthday Challenge.  My song was “Candyman” by Christina Aguilera.

Authors Note: This was meant to be smutty to go with the song but I’ve written so much smut today that I just don’t have it in me to write one more sex scene so I went with fluff. I’m sorry !

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Crush ( Part 2)

Originally posted by sensitivehandsomeactionman

Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Summary: Jensen has a huge crush on you
Warnings: none.

“Have you heard?” Nina asked, plopping down on the couch in your temporary apartment.
“I’ve heard a lot of things, Nin. What particular one are you talking about?” you asked, licking a drop of stray yogurt from your finger, sitting next to her.
“This!” She shouts, shoving her phone so close to your face, making you giggle as you take it. Pressing the play button, you stare at her confused when you realize its just an interview.

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skinny love ❀dean x reader

Originally posted by jiliakaart

*gif is not mine. credit goes to whoever made it.*

this goes along with the cover of skinny love by birdy. ((imagine that cover is the reader singing and playing.)) 

This one is in third person pov, with fem!reader.

Summary: reader is a hunter that works along side brothers sam and dean, but they didn’t know the reader had hidden talents.

warnings: a lot of fluff. that’s about it.

Her fingers danced along the white and black keys, it was her escape. When a hunt got her stressed out or she was just having a bad day, she would play her heart out. She kept a straight-face as she began to play the familiar melody of skinny love, she licked over her lips as she got ready to sing out. 

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Pairings: Dean x Sam x John x sister!reader

Summary: the reader is the baby sister of the family and she gets hurt and needs stitches and Dean goes into overprotective brother mode.

Dean’s Age: 14
Sam’s Age: 10
Reader’s Age: 4

Warnings: mentions of blood, needles, big brother Dean fluff

It was another day where John, your father, was out on a hunt and Sam and Dean, your older brothers, were stuck in a motel room, watching you and taking care of you. John came back earlier than expected and you were three were all surprised to see him.

“Daddy!” You exclaimed as you ran up to him with your arms out.

“Hey princess!” John said, smiling and picking you up.

“How was it?” Dean asked, approaching you two. “Well son… I’ll tell ya, it was not easy, but I managed to get it done quickly.” John replied. John set you down on the ground.

“Okay baby, go play while I talk to Dean.” “Otay Daddy.” You said, and happily skipped to where your toys were.

John sat down at the table and Dean followed. Sam came out of the bathroom and walked over to where Dean and your father were sitting. John started to talk about the hunt, he spoke rather quietly so you couldn’t hear. You didn’t know about the family business yet. Meanwhile you were playing with your toys and being a kid. You got up to get something from your duffel when you tripped and hit your head. The conversation between your father and brothers was interrupted by you screaming in pain. John immediately got up and ran over to you, your brothers following close behind.

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Summary: Dean is in love with the reader, the only problem is that she’s engaged to Sam.  As Sam and the reader plan their wedding, they start arguing more and more and the reader finds solace in her best friend, Dean.  

Pairings/Characters: Sam x Reader, unrequited Dean x Reader

Word Count: 3673, including lyrics

Warnings: Angst, Unrequited love, Cursing, The tiniest bit of canon typical violence

A/N: This is for two challenges: First, @deathtonormalcy56’s P&P challenge, for which my prompts were “Who needs friends?” which is in bolded in the fic and the song “Mercy” by Shawn Mendes, the lyrics of which are in italics and guided the plot.  It’s also for this week’s installment of the SPN hiatus challenge, hosted by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing.  The prompts this week are the trope “planning their wedding leads to bickering and conflicting ideas” and the line “Could you be any louder?” which is bolded in the fic.

Dean girls beware, my beloved beta’s response to this was “Do you know how hard that is for a Dean girl to read?!?!”

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Happy Times

Characters: Daddy!Dean x Mommy!Reader, Uncle!Sam

Word Count: 1,082

Warnings: None, just major fluff

Request:  Can you do a deanxreader where they have a two year old daughter, and one day reader sleeps in a bit due to late research? But when she walks in the living room she sees her daughter having a tickle war with Dean and uncle Sammy?

Author’s Note: Please send in requests! I love reading them and I love writing them. If you want to be tagged in my future stories, please let me know and I’ll add you! 

Originally posted by frozen-delight

Originally posted by anvxiety

Originally posted by dean-sam-winchesterbros

You weren’t a Hunter anymore. You had a family to take care of and a duty to uphold. You were the mother of a very rambunctious 2-year-old, Mariella Winchester. Your husband, Dean, did all the hard lifting in the family.

Him and Sam hunt but they don’t actively look for them anymore. They’ve gotten to an age where their bodies can’t handle all that stress. Plus, Dean would hate it if he didn’t come home to you and Mariella. You did, however, do research for the boys and lately, hunts been presenting to them left and right. It was like they couldn’t stop and they went.

You gave them all the knowledge that they needed from inside the Bunker. Ever since you had your bundle of joy, you stayed in the Bunker, declaring it was the safest place on the planet; and it was. Ever since you had Mariella, you became happier and more energetic.

Even though Dean was 39-years-old, you were only 30. It didn’t matter the age he was because you were madly in love with him and nothing was going to change that. You met him in high school and fell in love with him ever since.

When he first introduced you to the supernatural world, you had a hard time believing him but then he took you out on hunts (after training you, of course) and after you killed your first vampire, you felt at home. You felt like you needed to save the world and that is what you did. You were a hero even though most people didn’t see that.

You’ve been with Dean for a long time and you didn’t regret any of it. You’ve been to hell and back for him and you would do it again. You were the missing puzzle pieces in each other’s lives. You and Sam got along great and were best friends.

You were exhausted, though, from having stayed up to do research so when you woke up the next morning, you didn’t feel your husband lying beside you. In fact, you didn’t hear anything at all and that worried you a little. Silence was common in the Bunker but with a two-year-old running around, there had to have been some noise.

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Bad Intentions

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Based on: Bad Intentions by Niykee Heaton

Word Count: 1,212

Warnings: cursing, smoking weed, past soulless!Sam, a lot of implied smut, loss of a child, angst, character death

*flashbacks are in italics

Originally posted by frozen-delight

It’d been a long time since you could be considered anything close to innocent. Meeting Sam Winchester turned you into an insatiable monster in the bedroom. Sure, there were nights when he’d laid you down and take it slow, but not at first.

You met in a smoky bar, you drowning your sorrows in rum and coke while he was slamming straight whiskey and smirking at you through the dim light. His eyes seemed to linger on your neck, and you absently wondered what kind of marks he’d leave if you let him get his hands on you. So you did.

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Future Part 59

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Words: 1157

Summary: Jensen’s surprise date continues.

Part 59 in The Future Series.  Read Part 33 here, Part 34 here, Part 35 here, Part 36 here, Part 37 here, Part 38 here,Part 39 here,Part 40 here,Part 41 here, Part 42 here, Part 43 here, Part 44 here, Part 45 here, Part 46 here, Part 47 here, Part 48 here, Part 49 here, Part 50 here, Part 51 here, Part 52 here, Part 53 here, Part 54 here, Part 55 here, Part 56 here, Part 57 here, and Part 58 here.

Sorry for the longish wait for this part, but it is worth it! ;) Enjoy!

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Roses On Your Neck - Part 3

Parring: Dean Winchester X Reader

Word: 1395

Warnings: Be warned, there is swearing!

Summary: The world is ending, nothing new

A/N: I think i have pressed all the juice from this orange now! I meant for it to be one image and now i have…. this…Let me know what you think!

Part 1 Part 2

Originally posted by winsync

You could feel Sam look between the two of you, and you moved your glance away from Dean. And then it was over.

“So, what are we gonna do about it? “you asked, looking at Sam, who shrugged with his eyes on the papers in his hands.

“Well, not far from here someone found numbers burned into a dead dog” Sam said, and you frowned. “120417”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean? “Dean asked. “I mean, is it a phone number, coordinates, how many people we have killed… “

“Dean! “

“What? “

The two brothers exchanged glances, before Sam cleared his throat.

“Whatever the numbers mean they must be important” Sam said, looking through his papers. “They have appeared at least three other places, scratched on the arm of a dead girl, written in blood on a murder scene and cut into a tree”

“What does that have anything to do with all that has been happening? “You asked, looking between the boys.

“People are acting weird” Dean said with a shrug. You could see Sam move in his chair, but you didn’t mention it. You figured that if he wanted to talk, he would have said something. So, once again, you did not say anything.


Dean ignored you. He left the kitchen as soon as he found an excuse, and did nothing to talk to you again. You wondered what could make a person you barely knew hate you so much. He knew you were soulmates, so why ignore you like that! He had no problem talking with you and Sam, but as soon as Sam left, Dean followed him like a puppy.

“Did… something happen? “Sam asked a day after Dean had left you two. He said he was going to sleep, but it was no more than seven.

“I don’t know” you sighed, resting your head in your hands. You were tired of this. Tired of Dean, tired of all the questions, tired of the soulmate crap. He frustrated you, made you want to stab something! You wanted to stab him sometimes. You wanted to say screw it, to do something you knew you would regret, but enjoy in the moment. Other times you wanted to stab yourself, make a flower appear on his body. You could make tons of flowers appear, watch his face as he discovered a new one each day. You wanted to get back on him, for ignoring you, making you worry so much for all those years, and for thousands of other things you did not know.


You all sat in the kitchen, a book about ghosts in front of you, when it hit you. You let your hand fall, the sound causing the two men to look at you.

“Date! “you said, looking at them. “It’s a date! 120417! It’s April the 12th 2017! It’s… it’s tomorrow”

Your eyes moved from Sam to Dean, back to Sam, and then to Dean. They turned to look at each other, their surprise clearly expressed on their faces.

“So what, the world is ending tomorrow? “Sam asked, looking between you and Dean.

“Looks like it” Dean said, looking at you a moment before turning to Sam again. “Something is happening, that is for sure, the question is, what are we going to do about it? “

None of you said anything, none of you knew the answer to Dean’s question, and no one would continue it. You looked at each other, none of you breaking the silence that was filling you. You were all lost in your own thoughts.


“There is one thing I don’t understand… “

“Only one? “

You were all three sitting around the table later that afternoon. Sam had ordered food, but none of you ate anything.

“No, but… you say people are acting strange, what is strange? “

The two brothers looked at each other like they did every time you mentioned it. Sam lifted an eyebrow, looking at Dean who shook his head, nodding towards Sam.

“People… “Sam started, but stopped to look for words. “… Hurt… their soulmates”

You blinked a few times, letting the words sink in. People hurt their soulmates. They hurt their soulmates.

“It’s crazy, huh? “Dean said, and you turned your head to look at him. He looked at the table, but meet your eyes when you looked at him. “People are hurting the person they love the most. It’s crazy”

“But… why? “You asked, looking between the brothers. Something was going on between them, like a silent conversation.

“I guess they just, become angry? “Dean said, avoiding your glance. It was starting to make sense why he was avoiding you. You hoped it was because he did not want to hurt you, and not because you did not live up to his expectations of a soulmate.


“Y/N? “

Sam had suggested that you went early to bed, but you couldn’t sleep. You laid in your bed without closing your eyes. Your mind would not let you rest, but raised questions about tomorrow and Dean every other second. Your eyes had fell on the daisy on your chest, and had decided you would not be able to sleep that night. So, you had thrown on an old shirt, and wandered down the halls, knocking on Deans door.

“Hey… “you said, suddenly nervous. You had been convinced it was because he did not want to hurt you, but when you questioned it once again when you stood in front of him.

“Couldn’t sleep? “Dean asked, and you shock your head. He did not say anymore, but opened the door, letting you come inside. He closed the door, laid down in his bed, and suggested for you to lay down beside him. You walked slowly, letting Dean pull you close.

“I am sorry” he said after a minute of silence. He had his arm around you, your head resting between his and his shoulder.

“I guess I was scared” he continued, stroking your arm. “I didn’t want to hurt you, but it turns out I did anyway”

“Don’t worry about it” you said, staring into the ceiling. Dean’s body was warm, and it was much more comforting to lay beside him than in your own bed.

“I was a jerk” Dean said, and you turned your head to look at him.

“What are you gonna do tomorrow? “You asked. He turned his head, looking at you, smiling for a brief second, before It disappeared.

“I don’t know” he sighed, turning his head to look up again. “It depends on what is happening. But I don’t want you to worry your pretty little head about it. Sam and I have tried this before, we always figure it out”

“Promise? “you asked, and he looked down at you with a smile.

“Promise” he said, before kissing your forehead. Then he chuckled. “So, last night on earth, huh? What do you want to do? “

“Laying here is pretty nice” you said, snuggling closer to his body. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath when Dean buried his face in your hair.

“Yeah, it sure is”


The next day you woke up alone. The bunker was as empty as the bed as you wandered around, spending the day reading. You felt bad for leaving Sam and Dean to do it all, but you did not know what was going on, and even if you tried to find them, you probably couldn’t. And as Dean had said, they had tried this before, they would figure it out.

That was what you kept saying, as you forced yourself to actually do something, eat, read, eat, and go to bed, hoping you would wake up to Dean beside you.


You didn’t, but you woke up to something else.

When you woke up you looked for Dean or Sam in the bunker, but they had not yet returned. You decided to take a shower, but when you stepped out of the shower, you stopped in front of the mirror.

On your chest was the daisy, on your ankle a Jasmin and the left side of your face was covered in forget-me-nots.

You lifted your hand, letting your fingertips gaze your neck. In the mirror, they looked a lot darker than the others used to be, the string of roses around your neck.



Part Of The Family

Originally posted by darkernights13

Characters: Y/n, John, Dean, Sam

Pairing: John x Y/n (FEMALE READER)

Warnings: Fluff, absolute fluff. Just cute kiddie Dean and Sam having fun. Accepting into the family. Just pure fluff.

Word Count: 1119

Summary: Y/n and John take the boys to a carnival.

A/N: Ok, just random fluff that I wanted to write. Cos I love me some John and cute little adorable Dean and Sam being happy. Hope u like it.

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“John Winchester, would you hurry your butt up?”

“Just a second, princess”.

“Can we please go now?” Sam whined, pulling at y/n’s hands and trying to drag her to the car.

“We need to wait for your daddy, baby”, she answered, leaning down to scoop him into her arms, letting the boy play with her hair again.

“Dad! Hurry up”.

Y/n chuckled, seeing John hopping out of the cabin, trying to fit his foot into the shoe properly.

“I’m here”.

Y/n rolled her eyes, waiting for him to unlock the impala.

She got in, Sam beside her, Dean sat up front this time.

“So, you guys ready to have some fun?” she teased, leaning forward and ruffling Dean’s hair.

Sam began giggling in anticipation, Dean not able to keep the smile off his face.

“You got everything?” John asked, looking at y/n from the rear-view mirror.

She nodded, sitting back and looking out of the window, occasionally playing a few games of rock paper scissors with Sam while John drove them to their destination.

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Imagine kissing Jensen under the mistletoe at a SPN Christmas Party.

Characters: Jensen x Briana’s little sister Reader, Jared, Misha, Rob, Rich, Briana

Warnings: Fluff, tiny bit of angst, language

Word Count: 3.7k (including song lyrics)

Holiday Theme/Challenges: I was given Mistletoe and the above gif for @avasmommy224 Christmas Challenge & Jensen x Reader &  @thing-you-do-with-that-thing Kari’s Christmas Quickie Challenge. I picked Jason Mann’s Baby It’s Cold Outside because it’s just too cute to pass up to be paired with Jensen x Reader as well.

A/N:  This one got WAY out of control. Stick with me and hopefully it will pay off in the end. I don’t think I’ve written a one shot this long before. You guys aren’t used to me being this much of a wordy bitch, hope I don’t bore you to death. 

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My Father the Stranger - Part 1  A SPN fic

Ok, so this is really new territory for me. My husband has started to pull me over to the dark side of the SPN fandom, and in watching I came up with the idea for this fic. I know in the series that Adam is a love-child of John Winchester, but I feel like there’s got to be more than one out there!

The main point of this is an AU where main character is an unknown love child of John Winchester. She meets John, Sam, and Dean after Sammy leaves college and resumes hunting and before the death of John (obvs.) No real warnings for this one. Intended to be a one-shot, but my brain is already working up future plots for chapters if ya’ll ask for them!

Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction



“What can I get you boys?” I asked two new-comers to the bar, slapping down a pair of napkins in front of them. They weren’t local for sure, having lived in the same small town my whole life I would have recognized them. Just another pair of drifters, passing through and passing the time.

“Two beers, bottles.” The one with shorter hair replied, his eyes scanning the room instead of meeting mine.

“Please.” Added his longer haired and much taller….brother? They seemed to be about the same age, probably only a few years older than me, and shared some features and mannerisms.

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Imagine: Thanksgiving at the bunker

Originally posted by itssamforyou

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,700

Warnings: Language and so much fluff

A/N: sorry this is up so late, guys! I wanted it out earlier for the holiday, but festivities with my family got in the way and I’m currently using shitty hotel wifi to post this. I’ll add a GIF tomorrow and do some editing because I still think this needs some work, but wanted to get it posted and go to sleep…


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Who You Are

Characters: Y/N (reader), Chuck Shurley, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: Depression and all the crap it puts in your head  

Wordcount: 1800ish

A/N: This is written for @letsgetoutalive’s Mental Health Awareness Writing Challenge. I chose to write for the SPN fandom and I went back and forth a few times on how to go about this. I chose to write for Depression with is something I am very familiar with. This reader is very much based on me but I changed a few things. I am not gonna tell you what is true and what is not.

This is the hardest thing I have ever had to write - thank you so much for reading and not judging.

Thanks to Bev @chaos-and-the-calm67 for encouraging me through this as well as betaing for me.

Having Chuck around hadn’t been easy for you to deal with. Sam had had his fanboy moment and Dean had confronted him, much like you had wanted to but couldn’t. Every time you were around him you felt the anger burn inside of you. He had created this world. He had created you, flaws and all. You more flawed than most. You were broken, not by time and pain, but you were born this way. You were born with a mind you couldn’t always control. A mind that was intent on wanting you harm and telling you, you were never good enough. You were born having to fight to stay who you were and not let the darkness inside your head win.

You hated Chuck for it from the moment you knew he was real. You wanted to scream and yell at him. Tell him he had no right to let anyone go through life the way you had too. Not normal, not in full control of your own thoughts and emotions. You hated him, for hating yourself.

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Coffee?  (Winchesters x Reader)

A/N: Hi!!! Omg I am so so so so sorry for being so inactive, I wasn’t feeling that well and I was really busy with projects and all that. I’m so sorry and I’m also incredibly sorry to anon who sent me this request, I wanted to have it up on your birthday but I really had no time, I’m so sorry😭 Anyways, I’ll be writing as much as I can now as I’m free of most of my work so please enjoy!!

Request: Hello hello :) Can I give you an idea for my birthday tomorrow hihi ? It would include the Winchesters where they are your brothers but one time you get in a fight with Dean before leaving for a hunt. You’re the bait in the Vampire case but during the attack you get hurt really badly and nearly die there, then Dean realizes how wrong he was to fight with you and that he’ll make it up to you after you woke up ? Just some fluff then :) I really really love this Show hihi :)

“This is a stupid idea.”

You groaned as your eldest brother repeated his words again for the fourth time.

“You said you needed a bait to draw them out so I said that I’ll do it and now you say that it’s stupid, what’s your problem?” You asked, crossing your arms.

Dean gave you an annoyed look. “My problem is that I don’t want my lil’ sis being bait for some group of vampires.”

“I can handle myself, Dean,” you sighed, taking out your machete from the trunk of the impala.

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I had been able to tell for weeks that something wasn’t right. The light in Y/N’s eyes wasn’t quite as bright. Her smile had changed. She had retreated into herself without really meaning to. She thought she was hiding it, and to someone who didn’t really know her, she was hiding it, but I loved her. I saw the pain. I could feel it every time I held her, every time I looked into her eyes, every time I kissed her. 

I felt powerless to help her. 

This wasn’t about some hunt that had gone wrong. This wasn’t about missing her family, though I knew that she did sometimes. This wasn’t about missing her old life. This was about the weight of others that she carried on a daily basis that she was unwilling to let anyone help with. I knew she loved me, but she wouldn’t let me help her, wouldn’t let me share the burden. She always told me that I carried enough, that I didn’t need her shit too. 

The problem was, I watched her pile everyone else’s shit onto herself without a thought of how it would impact her. She’d always been that way. I’ve always worried about how it might impact her one day, but my girl is strong, and I knew I’d be there to catch her when she fell. 

Now she was falling. I wanted to catch her. I needed her to tell me how. I didn’t know what to do. 

I watched her stare at the book in front of her. She was reading it without really reading it, something that was happening more often lately. 

“Y/N,” I mumbled quietly, not really shaking her from her thoughts.  “Sweetheart,” I pushed, placing my hand on hers. She lifted her head, her eyes looking at me and the sadness that I saw there broke me. Knowing that she hadn’t talked to me about whatever was racing through her head, knowing that she didn’t know how to talk to me about it, killed me. 

“Yeah, Dean?” she asked, her head tilting slightly to the right in a question, her eyes filling with concern as she saw the look of worry on my face. 

“I love you.”

Her shoulders sagged, and her eyes fell. She knew that I saw her pain, but I needed her to know. I watched a tear roll down her cheek, and I reached out and grabbed her face firmly in my hand. Our eyes met as she look at me sadly, helplessly, before my lips fell on hers, as I tried desperately to tell her with that kiss that I was there for her. 

I would be there to listen when she found the words that she needed to say. When the words that she had locked and hidden away decided to free themselves, I was there. I ran my thumb along her jawline, tracing it, memorizing it’s curve. My forehead fell against hers when the kiss broke, a quivering sigh falling from her lips. 

“I need you, Dean,” she whispered, her small hands fisting my jacket and holding me tightly to her. “Please don’t go,” she pleaded. 

“You’re stuck with me woman,” I smiled sadly, kissing her again. “I’m not going anywhere,” I assured her, pulling her into my arms, hoping and praying that soon I would find a way to help her because I hated to see her this way, and I hated feeling powerless to help her. 

A Winchester couldn’t sit idle and do nothing for long, but I also knew she was a lot like me, and I couldn’t push her. 

So I’d wait for her to come to me.

I loved her.