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East of Nowhere - Year Three

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Sam x Female Reader

Summary: You and Sam are strangers trapped in a desolate mountain town where you live, isolated from the outside world, for five years.

Part four of a seven part series, each chapter detailing the events of one year.

Author’s Notes: Beta’d by the goddess divine: @elliewinchesterr

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Warnings: Language, angst, fluff and explicit sexual content.

Word Count: 6600+

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Two Years, Three Weeks

Sex changes things.

You’ve forgotten what it feels like to bask in the glow of a new relationship. The two of you find yourselves in the golden hour when everything is new and exciting, all the previous mundane events of the day seem suddenly thrilling. Now that Sam feels free to touch you, he does so without abandon and his hands seems more present than they did before, squeezing your shoulders at the table before taking a seat across from you, grinning as he nudges your bare feet with his own under the table. It’s glorious, the way one night changed everything about the way you interact. You feel a tingle when he walks into the room, blushing when he catches you looking at him.

For a while everything else is forgotten, research and books and plants are shoved to the back of your brain because you can’t think about anything but Sam and the feeling is mutual. You fuck anywhere and everywhere you can because why the hell not? It’s one of the few perks of being Shadow Hill’s only two residents. This world is yours and yours alone so Sam eats you out as you spread over the counter in the hardware store and you suck on his cock in the Beatrice Thurman Memorial Rose Garden.

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Halo on Fire

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

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Summary: The boys had kept you safe for long enough, but anything with an essence for the unusual eventually breaks loose, but this time the break is permanent. A blood spell gone awry awakens dormant powers, as you struggle to come to terms with the flood gates bursting you find yourself attached to a certain demon who oozes charisma and sass…

Tags: Reader Insert, Female Reader, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel, Multi-Chapter fic, 

Pairing: Reader x Crowley

Warnings: Language

Readers Notes: Well I started writing this a while back, I didn’t want to post until I had a handful of chapters which will be slowly introduced. I had the idea in the back of my mind for ages and started writing whilst on vacation. 

Chapter one:

Obey, obey, come won’t you stay.
Sincere, sincere. All ends in tears.

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Wands and Angel Grace: Chapter One

Summary: When Lucifer leaves our reality for the Wizarding World, Sam and Dean follow him to stop him before he causes too much damage.  Will they be able to blend in at Hogwarts without raising suspicion?  Will they be able to stop Lucifer and Voldemort?  And will the Golden Trio trust the Winchesters, these strangers suddenly thrust into their lives?

Wands and Angel Grace Masterlist - Previous Chapter

warnings: none

word count: ~1400

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anonymous asked:

Hey can I get some kid fics and personal favorites? :)

Hey there. We have already made couple of posts about personal favorites. Just click HERE to get to the Admins’ Favorites tag. We’ve also made posts about kid fics, but luckily we have a lot of those! There’s always something about kid fics, isn’t there? Or maybe it’s just daddy Destiel since I’m not that big fan of kids in general. I mean, not fan at all. Kids and I don’t get along very well. I’m as awkward with kids as Sam is with clowns. Or terriefied, maybe.

Anyway, here you go, your kid fics. Since you didn’t say if you wanted to get mpreg kid fics, non-AU kid fics with some adopted kid or basic AU kid fics, we decided to pick many good and different kind of stories. Or at least I tried, Admin A just went crazy with single parent tag, Get comfortable and enjoy! – Admin J


Title: A Different Kind of Fairy Tale

Author: angelwingsandthings

Rating: General Audiences

Words: 6,226 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I love single parent Dean which will probably become obvious by the amount of fics I’m going to rec about him :’D Also huge plus points about bookstore worker Cas since it’s close enough to librarian Cas which is a fav of mine!

Admin J’s notes: Dude, I’m saying this again: you have too many favorites. Not everything can be your favorite.

Summary: The best part about Castiel’s day is going to work among the books.

That is, until the mechanic walks through the door.

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Title: The Things We Lost

Author: MadWithMusic

Rating: Mature

Words: 7,212 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: The beginning of this story is so good, but sadly, when it goes on the author seems to lose her interests and the ending is a bit predictable. Anyway, there’s daddy Destiel and kid and drama, so maybe this fits into what you wanted. However, I give points for not using Mary as the kid’s name. Seriously, I’ve read so many kid fics with kid or baby Mary that it’s starting to be like a mood killer for me. I get the meaning behind that and I can see the symbolism and I actually think it’s something that Dean would really do, to name his kid after his mom, but too much is too much, if you know what I mean. Too many baby Marys.

Summary: Rewind one year and Dean and Cas were happily married and raising their 5 year old daughter together. Times have changed though. Now they’re recently divorced, living separately and sharing custody of Camilla. Things start swinging the other direction though when Cas takes some time to actually talk to Dean one night and finds out how in love with him Dean still is.

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Title: Peanut Butter and Jam

Author: wearycastiel

Rating: General Audiences

Words: 2,268 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I must admit, I’ve never eaten PB and J. Is it really good? Sounds disgusting to me because PB makes me want to gag and J is full of sugar and I don’t eat added sugar :’D

Admin J’s notes: Admin A, I’m starting to feel that you’re making all our  readers, who are from USA, so shocked with these statements. Thank God you’re not a politician! First the Thanksgiving thing and now this. You know what? We’re gonna eat PB and J. We’re gonna sit our asses down and eat gluten-free bread with PB and J. And talk about Thanksgiving.

Summary: In which Castiel makes jam and Dean’s daughter’s goal is to eat the best PB and J known to man.

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Title: The Mirror

Author: cloydyjenn

Rating: Mature

Words: 24,568 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: Compared to the other fics of this rec, this is a bit different, but I’m telling you, the  kid part is worth waiting for. And this is also one of my favorites, so read it. It deserves to be read! And dammit, now I’m coveting toasts. It’s not good since I’ve a celiac disease and I can see how this ends.

Summary: When Dean touches a strange mirror, he’s whisked away to one alternate reality after another and it doesn’t take him long to realize the universe is trying to to tell him something.

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Title: A Disarranged World

Author: MarmeLady_Orange

Rating: Mature

Words: 116,659 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: I’m sure I’ve recced this one before for someone who asked kid fics, but I couldn’t find it from our kid fic tag, so here we go again. This is (again) very canon way for Dean and Cas to get together. Nothing too fancy but something completely insane. Like faking to be married, hehe. And adobting a kid.

Summary: Four months after the Fall, Sam recuperates - the natural way - at the bunker while Dean hunts alongside a very human Castiel. While investigating a bizarre case involving children in Minnesota, they meet a six-year-old foster girl who turns out to be sought after by bought angels and demons. Trying to help the world find a balance again, but adding an adopted daughter in dire need of protection and a budding relationship to the mix might just make things a tad more difficult for everyone.

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Title: Just What He Needed

Author: Swlfangirl, tamnation

Rating: Explicit

Words: 45,041 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I’m so freaking generous with my rating on this ask! I just have a huge soft spot for single dad Dean. It’s hard to be a single parent!
I don’t have any kids but I wouldn’t mind nanny Cas to come and stay at my place. I’m sure my BF wouldn’t mind, I mean it’s Cas!

Summary: Dean Winchester is at the end of his rope trying to make a life for himself and his four year old twins. When he finally asks for it, Sam and Jess help him navigate the world of child are options. He decides to hire a live-in nanny due to the intense vetting process and finds his prayers answered. Heavenly Care Inc. sent him an Angel, at least it feels like it. As it turns out Castiel James is just what he needed.

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Title: Old Habits

Author: diceandpokerchips

Rating: General Audiences

Words: 3,500 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I’m starting to feel like everything I rec has pretty much the same story line… There’s single parent Dean who’s divorced/widower and too busy to look for love, and then he just happens to run into Cas who is kind of just been waiting for him his whole life. Why isn’t real life like this?!

Ps. There’s a reason why relationships end, I don’t believe in second chances with exes :’D

Summary:

When Ben comes home complaining his teacher is singling him out, Dean decides he’s going to have a word with this damn Mr Novak and find out exactly what’s going on. He’s not prepared for a blast from his past.

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If you need more kid fics, just check out our kid fic tag in HERE. There’s no such thing as too much daddy Destiel!

You’re worth it

Request: “heyyy, can i request for a Sam X reader? :) The reader has little self-esteem. She doesn’t think she’s pretty or smart enough but Sam reassures her and comforts her. Fluff and smut maybe? hehe. thanks x” by @violetcumberbatch

Pairing: Sam x reader

Warnings: fluff (is that even a warning?), smut, swearing, the reader has low self esteem

Words: 1654

A/N: I should be studying, but instead I decided to finish this one shot for you. So feel honored haha ;)

I looked into the mirror and disapproved of the face that looked back at me. I counted all my flaws, all the things I wished I could change. My nose, my lips, my hips, my stomach… I just didn’t like myself. Why couldn’t I look prettier? I was a disappointment. 

All the women that Dean and Sam hooked up with, all the women they’d ever taken home were more beautiful than I was. They were cute and sexy, with shiny hair and glowing eyes, tight skirts and long, skinny legs. What was I next to them? They were tens and nines. I was a five. I was hiding my flawed body under wide shirts and sweaters and thick jeans.

I was just uncomfortable and I had no one to talk to, no one that would listen to me. I was a bad ass hunter, never afraid of physical pain, I wasn’t afraid of monsters. And so no one, neither Dean nor Sam would ever think  that I had issues with my body or that I was insecure. But I was. I was extremely unhappy with myself. I’d never felt worthy to live with the Winchesters. They were so strong, gorgeous and clever. I was just not good enough.

Sighing, I turned away from the mirror. I left the bathroom and turned off the lights. I went to the library, where my house mates and hunting partners Dean and Sam sat, browsing through ancient books in latin. The room was pretty quiet, they didn’t talk, they were just researching. We had a case near the bunker, in Topeka, a monster that we had never encountered before. 

“Hey boys,” I greeted, plopping down next to the younger Winchester, “did you find something?”

“Not really,” Sam replied, not looking up from the text he was reading, “but we really should hurry, before it kills again.”

I nodded, grabbed the laptop and opened the internet browser. We researched in silence. An hour later, Dean headed out to get us dinner. Sam and I stayed, kept on reading, took some notes, finishing at least three books. But I just couldn’t find anything useful and it was frustrating. I was never really helpful when it came to research. I never found anything important and I was a slow reader. 

“God, I’m so useless,” I muttered, closing the dusty book in front of me. I thought I’d spoken quietly, but Sam had heard me. He looked up at me, his brows furrowed in confusion. “Useless?” he asked. 

Shit. I avoided his glance, avoided his inquiring eyes. 

“Forget it, I didn’t say anything,” I answered, shaking my head and hoping he would let the topic go. But he didn’t. “Y/N, you don’t really think you’re useless, do you?” he insisted, now turning towards me, putting his hand under my arm. His touch was electrifying. My heart beat sped up. I opened my mouth to say no, to tell him that I was okay. But I couldn’t lie. I just couldn’t. 

“I…I just don’t think I’m as intelligent as you are. Not as intelligent as I should be,” I responded, my voice calm and low, still not being able to face him, to look him in the eyes. 

“Y/N, you’re great. You’re the cleverest girl I know. Remember that time when we were searching for the culprit that controlled that vengeful ghost in Massachusetts? Dean and I just couldn’t figure out who it was. And you? You just found out right away. Without you, we would have never been able to find out. And that wasn’t the first time. You’ve saved our asses so many times!” he declared. He lifted my chin up and made our eyes meet. “Look at me, Y/N,” he demanded, “you’re so important to us. You’re important to me.”

I knew he meant it. Every single thing he said. His eyes didn’t lie, he was honest. But there was a voice inside of me that disagreed with him. 

“I don’t know, Sam, I just feel like I’m not good enough for you guys,” I told him, finally opening up to someone, “You guys are intelligent and pretty and nice and I’m just…me.”

“How can you say something like that? How can you think that? You’re the one that’s too good for us! I’ve never met someone like you. Someone this beautiful, someone this hot and cute at the same time. Someone that is a great hunter, but also interested in literature. Someone that’s smart and kind and funny…You’re really amazing, Y/N. I could never…you’re irreplaceable. If I ever lose you, I don’t know what I’d do,” he uttered, talking rapidly, words just flooding out of his mouth without thinking about it. 

No one had ever said something like that to me. It almost sounded like a declaration of love. 

“I know you might not see it the way I do, but trust me, most of the time I’m just overwhelmed by you, Y/N. It’s really hard to stop myself from staring at you and touching you. Please, don’t ever think you’re useless or unworthy. Because you’re not.”

He took both of my hands into his, squeezed them softly. I couldn’t look away anymore. His beautifully shining eyes had captured me, I was lost in them, drowning.

The feelings that I’d locked and hidden inside a box, in a dark corner inside of my heart, broke out. They crashed onto me with an overwhelming strength. 

I’d always had feelings for him, his glance and his touch had always affected me, I’d always wanted to be near him, close to him. But since I thought he wouldn’t feel the same, I’d tried to forget about those feelings, I’d tried to fade them out, to deny them. And now, looking into his stunningly colored irises, I couldn’t hold it back anymore. The urge to kiss him was heavy and demanding, I leaned towards him, slowly closing my eyes and then he grabbed my face, pulling me in, connecting our lips. A mix of despair, need and relieving happiness floated in the kiss. He slowly moved his tongue against my mouth, begging for entrance. I opened my mouth and let him in, kissing him with all I had, letting myself go. My hand went inside his hair, caressing and pulling, he moaned hungrily into the kiss.

“You mean so much more to me than you think,” he murmured, his voice was rough and low. His fingers wandered down to my waist, pulling me closer to him, sitting me down on his lap. He caressed the soft skin under my shirt and I explored his back with my hands. We’d never been so close before and I enjoyed every single bit of it, finally feeling wanted and desired. It felt like waking up from a bad dream. I felt alive. And I wanted more.

“Sam,” I whispered. My lips next to his ear, blowing a small kiss on it. “Yes, baby?” his voice made me shiver.

I didn’t have a lot of experience when it came to sex, but I wanted him. I wanted him badly.

He cared for me, he’d said all those kind things and the sound of his husky voice told me that he wanted me, too. So I stood up, pulling on his shirt to make him follow me, and I led him to my room.  “Come with me.”

When we got to the small room, I took my shirt off and tossed in on the ground, stood in front of him, more exposed than ever. He bit his lip, cupping my cheek and asked: “Are you sure you want this, Y/N?”

I nodded, taking on step closer to him. “Yes. Do you?”

“Oh, Y/N, hell yes, I do,” he said, “You’re so gorgeous, so sexy.”

And with that, he kissed me again, passionate and greedy. I laid down on the bed and he started undressing me. He was gentle, but eager at the same time, placing delicate pecks on every inch of my body, playing with my breasts and earning moans of pleasure. 

When I was fully naked, his fingers wandered down to my womanhood, started swirling around my clit. He put one finger inside of me, slowly pumping in and out. 

“Sam!” I cried out as he sped up the pace, then added another finger. I’d never felt like that before. 

“Sam, just take me, please! I want to feel you inside of me,” I begged, my hands grasping the bed sheets. 

He took off his clothes, revealing his toned, athletic figure and his grown, erected member. He slowly entered me, giving me time to adjust, then starting to pound into me faster, not being able to hold back his need for release, his lust. He groaned loudly while he did me, his thrusts going fast and deep. 

“You feel so good, Y/N, fuck

I watched him as he kept pushing into me, his eyes half closed, his lips parted, moaning my name. The expression on his face just turned me on even more. God, I was so in love with him. And he was so hot. 

The feeling inside me got more and more intense and I knew I was going to lose it soon. He went faster and faster, harder and harder and I started screaming and grunting, not wanting him to stop. “Oh, Sam, I’m almost there!”

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” and after three more hard thrusts, he came inside of me, exploding from pleasure, making me let it go, too. “Ah, yes, Sam!”

He collapsed on top of me, heavily breathing.

Two hours later we still laid in my bed, under the covers, my had buried in his chest, talking about life, about our wishes, about fears, about our feelings. I felt safe and I felt understood. He listened to me and he cared, and nothing had ever meant that much to me. I still didn’t think that I was the most beautiful girl in the world, but I believed him that in his eyes, I was.

Happy birthday, baby!

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Warnings: fluff, tears

Summary: It was Sam’s birthday and reader, Dean, Cas and Bobby threw him a birthday party. Everyone gave him presents, but Cas’s present was a bit more special. He teleported them to a world where Mary and John were alive.

Word count: 1.788

A/N: Happy 34th birthday, Jared Padalecki! ♥ I know that Sam’s birthday is on 02 May, but I figured since it’s Jared’s birthday, I could write it today. Hope you like it! You can drop requests, questions or anything else in my ask box! xx

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You woke up at the sound of the clock ringing at 10 AM, later than usual. Today was a special day. It was Sam’s birthday so everyone took a day off from all the jobs, fights and craziness that was going on and came at Bobby’s. You were staying there because you just finished a job the last day and he invited you over.

You turned off the alarm and rolled to meet Sam’s warm chest again. You placed your head on it and whispered:

“Happy birthday, baby!”

He woke up at the sound of your soft voice and surprised you with a short kiss on the head. You lifted your head to face his sleepy eyes that were giving you a look full o love. You gave him a warm smile and kissed his lips.

After the two of you washed and changed into good clothes you climbed down the stairs. In the living room and the kitchen was a total chaos. Dean and Bobby were making some good food and a cake while Cas was decorating the house. There were confetti bags in every corner and balloons almost everywhere. A Metallica song was hearing in the background of the scene.

“Wow…” you and Sam said at the same time. Dean heard you and ran towards you.

“Happy birthday, Sammy!” Dean yelled as he blew up a confetti bag in front of the two of you. The innocent smile that showed on Sam’s face was a smile you haven’t seen in quite a while on him. It was pure and honest and that made you happy. Dean hugged his brother tight and lifted two party hats from the table.

“One for you-“ he said placing one hat on Sam’s head slamming the elastic strap on Sam’s jaw, making him shiver. “and one for you!” Dean said doing the exact same thing.  

“Dean, what’s going on with all this?” Sam asked.

“It’s your birthday, man!” Dean responded showing up a bright smile.

“Yeah, okay, but a beer would’ve been just fine.” Sam said.

“Sammy, come on! You deserve better than this at least for once. Also, it was mostly just Y/N’s idea.” Dean said pointing to you.

“I’m actually proud. That food better taste good.” you said looking around the room.

Cas was struggling to tie a balloon to a high shelf, so Sam decided to help him out. After that, Cas turned to him and wished him a “’Happy birthday!” as well, hugging him.

 Next, Bobby did the same and all of you sat at the table. For everyone’s surprise, the food was great. Everyone was having fun, laughing, eating and drinking beer.

“I’d wish everyday to be like this.” Sam said looking down.

“Yeah, who wouldn’t, kid?” Bobby said.

“To Sam and the good days!” you said lifting up your beer.

“To all of us!” Sam corrected you and lifted his beer as well and all of you stroke your beers together.


Two hours passed and everyone was enjoying themselves. Suddenly, Dean decided that is present time.

“I’m first!” he said with excitement in his voice. Dean handed Sam a box covered in a colorful packing paper.

“Thank you, dude!” Sam said smiling.

“Open it!” Dean said fixing his look on Sam to see his reaction. Sam ripped the packing paper and opened the box. He froze at the see of what was in there.

“Is this… is this a new laptop?!” Sam got overexcited.

“Yes, I know you had some trouble with yours so… I got you another.” Dean said.

“And… some porn CDs…” Sam said lowering his excitement.

“Yeah, dude!”

“Oh, Dean, he doesn’t need those anymore.” you said and kissed Sam.

“You two are gross.” Dean  said facing away.

“You’re just jealous.” you laughed.

“Okay, I’m next.” you said and handed Sam something that looked like a book.

“Is it a… book?” Sam asked.

“It’s an album. I made it myself.” you explained. Sam opened it and instantly started smiling as he saw the first photo that you made together two years ago. The album was full of photos of you and him and between them were your favorite quotes and reasons you love him.

“And something… you know… later.” you whispered smirking.

“Thank you, babe! I love you.” Sam said and kissed you, smirking back.

“Okay, boy, this may be a strange gift but here it is.” Bobby said. “It’s my best gun.” he handed Sam the gun.

“Thank you, Bobby! It’s great.” Sam smiled as he was analyzing the gun.

“Sam, Y/N, Dean, sit up, please.” Cas said and you followed his ‘orders’. “Okay, this is my gift for you. It is a bit supernatural. You have three hours-“

“Three hours to what?” Sam asked.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be back for the cake.” Cas said and placed his hand on you, teleporting the three of you.

You suddenly were in a place you have never been in before… at least you…

“What the he-“

“Dean, look.” Sam said pointing to the right. “It’s our house.”

“What?!” Dean turned. “The son of a bitch zapped us to Lawrence.”

“Lawrence?! Are we in Kansas?’ you asked.

“Yeah… and that’s our old house.” Sam said grabbing your hand.

“What should we do here?” you asked.

“Let’s go in.” Dean said heading towards the house.

“No! Dean, are you crazy?! People might be living in there.” Sam stopped him.

“Cas wouldn’t zap us here for no reason.” Dean said looking around. “Come on!”

You followed Dean and Sam to the house. You had no idea what was going on, but you trusted them with every piece of your heart. As you got to the door, Dean knocked and a feminine voice heard from inside.

“Come in!” the voice said and Sam and Dean froze.

“Is that-“ Sam said.

“Mom.” Dean completed and in the next second he entered the house.

Everything was nicely decorated for a birthday party. There was a table full of good food and good music playing in the background. It was pretty much like at Bobby’s, but something was different. John and Mary. They were there, alive, smiling and hugging all of you.

“Happy birthday, Sam!” they both said.

“I never knew you had a girlfriend, Sam!” Mary said noticing that he was holding your hand.

“Ummm… yeah… mom, dad, she is Y/N. Y/N, they are mom-“

“Mary.” she said hugging you.

“And dad…” Sam said introducing you to what seemed like the rest of his family.

“John.” he shacked your hand.

“Nice to meet you!” you said to both of them.

“Take a seat.” Mary invited you to the table.

“Umm, just a second… mom.” Dean said as John and Mary sat down. “Okay, what is this?!” dean whispered on an angry tone.

“What’s wrong?-” Sam asked.

“What’s wrong?! Mom and dad are… alive.”

“Okay, Dean. Three hours. That’s the time we have with them. Look how happy they are, don’t tell me you are not happy. Y/N is here and se can meet them. I know that this isn’t real, but let it be. Forget about haunting and problems. About demons and their death. Live the moment. Three hours.”

“Okay.” Dean calmed down and headed towards the table.

 Everybody was happy and the food was great. Sam’s smile was true and you’ve never seen him so happy. Dean was still shocked, but happy as well. He was laughing and looking at his parents with a loving look. Mary’s eyes were shining full of love and it was clear that she was proud of her boys. John was smiling and always making you laugh with some jokes. His eyes were a sea full  of mixed emotions. From happiness, to love and as well as Mary, he was more than proud of Sam and Dean.

“I’m very happy that Sam found a girl like you. Beautiful, smart and caring. It is clear that you are making him happy. You are all he ever needed.” Mary said taking your hand into hers looking at you with a deep look and you could feel your eyes getting watery and your heart melting at the feel of her hand.

“Thank you, Mary.” You said wiping away a tear that sled down your cheek.

“Are you okay?” Mary got worried.

“Yes… I… I’m sorry.” you said as Sam wrapped his arm around you.

The three hours were almost up and you made sure you weren’t leaving without saying goodbye. Sam hugged his parents, kissing his mom on the cheek  and shaking his father’s  hand. Dean did the exact same thing. You shared a girly kiss on the cheeks with Mary and hugged her and this time, you hugged John too. You could see the smiles on Sam’s and Dean’s faces going away as they had to say goodbye again to their family. Everyone was happy, but the situation was more than sad. How many times did they have to say goodbye?

Suddenly you were back in Bobby’s living room. As soon as he saw Cas, Sam hugged him.

“Thank you, Cas! Thank you so much!” Sam said.

“I figured you’d like it.”

After you and Dean hugged Cas too, everyone sat at the table because it was cake time. You turned off the lights and returned to Sam, grabbing his hand as he placed a sweet kiss on your forehead. Dean and Bobby entered the living room with the cake and everyone started singing Sam “Happy birthday”. The whole thing looked pretty much like a six year old girl’s birthday party with all those multicolored balloons and confetti everywhere around the room. The cake was a pale red because Dean didn’t find any other cream and the candles were pink and blue and Sam blew them out from the first try.

“Guys, I have to say, I love you all so much. This day was great and I was happier than ever. I actually don’t think I was happier in my whole life. I can say that I’m a lucky man and I thank you for that.” Sam smiled.

After you ate the cake, drank some more beer and danced around the room for another hour, Cas left and you and Sam went back to your bedroom. As you entered, Sam took his shirt off and laid on the bed and you went straight to the bathroom. You arranged your hair and let it fall on your back and put on your red underwear. After ten minutes, you got out of the bathroom and stopped in front of the bed in a sexy pose.

“And I thought this day couldn’t get better.” Sam smirked as he grabbed your waist and threw you on the bed.

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Favourite Episodes by Season
For anon who asked: “Favorite episode from each season and why if you have time?”

Hello dear anon!

I figured I’d narrow it down to S1 to S10 given that we haven’t seen all the episodes of S11 yet for me to judge, which one of the episodes I like best. In general it is really hard for me to narrow down to just one episode per season, because there are many more episodes  I quite love. These ten here are among my all time favourite episodes. That out of the way, here comes my reasoning for picking these episodes. Btw, in general, you will see most of these episodes are rather Dean heavy. :)

1x12 “Faith”: This episode was probably the one that sealed the deal with Supernatural for me when I started watching the show. I already felt pretty strongly for Dean as latest as 1x03 “Dead in the Water”, but 1x12 “Faith” to me set up one of the storylines and aspects of Dean that until this day keeps getting explored and emphasized and it is the specialness of Dean’s heart, which after this episode has been point of interest more than once. Be it the framing of him as the tin man or his heart as a symbol for what makes Dean so Dean: His immeasuraly ability to love, that’s his biggest strength. Furthermore the episode shone a light on Dean’s lack of faith as well as lack of self worth with him being more than okay to die. In my opinion this episode alluded as a first one to Dean’s role and and importance in the grand scheme of things, the Righteous Man and Michael’s vessel as Roy Le Grange told him “it was the the Lord, who guided him” and made him look into Dean’s heart where he saw “a young man with an important purpose and it isn’t finished yet”.

The rest of the explanation for my choice behind the cut. :)

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Dean Jnr

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Imagine: Imagine Dean meeting his child for the first time.

Word Count: 2953 (sorry :/ )

Author: http://littlemissprincessbitchface.tumblr.com/

Warnings: fluff (?), angst, indication of prior smut, mild smut, not sure what else..

Summary: After quiting the hunter life, you call Bobby in relation to case in your town, and he sends an old friend round to take care of it. Thing is, he doesn’t know where you have been, or why you quit the life, till now. 

Note: This is my first Spn fic, and I haven’t written in forever, constructive criticism, requests, etc can be sent to this account or my personal account ( sex-in-cars-with-boys.tumblr.com )


It’s been 6 years since you quit the life of a hunter. It may not have been the easiest 6 years but in the end they had definitely been worth it. These days you were a single mum who worked 5 days a week as a councillor at the local high school of some small town you had hidden yourself in. And 7 days a week you were mum to a beautiful little man, with the greenest eyes you had ever seen and an attitude that would make a saint give up. But you loved him with everything you had. He was the reason you had quit the life. After one of the messiest hunts joining up with a team of  hunters you had all made it out, and after a few too many celebratory shots, you had ended up in the bed of long time friend and colleague,  the notorious Dean freaking Winchester, whom you had known since childhood. After an amazing one night stand you had snuck out and walked away to continue on with your life until your had gotten so sick, you had no other but to go into a hospital to find out what the hell was wrong with you. The nurse was so kind when she came in to tell you, she had assumed your situation correctly and showed you all of the options, but after years upon years of fighting for your life to be day by day, you had a reason to walk out and create a new life.

So here you are 6 years later and something odd was going on at the high school. You could feel a hunt, but with your son, Jackson Dean Robert, being only 5, you resorted to calling an old contact who could send some help into town, Bobby Singer. He said he would send the next hunters he could get into the area my way. You had done all the research that you could safely, and told Bobby where the hunters he sent could pick it up at.

Two days later a knock at the door came at 10:30pm as you were locking up the house to go to bed. You grabbed your colt .45 from the drawers just inside the front door.

“Who is it?” You asked through the door.

“Bobby Singer sent us to this address to pick up some information” came a reply from a voice you had heard before.

“Hi, I'm…” you got out before you realised you were staring into some of the greenest eyes you had ever seen, and hadn’t seen in 6 years.

“Dean Freaking Winchester?” You grinned.

“Son of a bitch! Y/N?” He just stared at you.

“Yep in flesh. Hi guys. How are you doing, Darlin’? Come in out of the cold, boys”

The boys walked through the door, and you closed it behind you. Wondering how funny Bobby Singer thought he was, you turned to face the boys.

“Well can I get you boys a beer or something stronger seeing as the look on Dean-o’s face?”

“Beers would be great, Y/N” Sam smiled.

“Come on through and have a seat in the kitchen, I’ll grab you beers and the research I have so far.”

“Thanks. This place is really nice Y/N. So this is where you disappeared to?” Sam grinned.

“Yeah I got myself out of the life, I had to, But it’s been good.” you replied.

You grabbed the folder of research and layer it on the bench in front of the brothers, opening and running through what you had found so far. Easy salt and burn but not something you could do.

“So Y/N this is a quick and easy salt and burn, why can’t you do it?” Dean looked up from his beer questioning.

“I live here now, and I got out of the life. I can’t be seen digging up graves and shit like that now Dean-o” you wink at him. “Plus I have other obligations.”

And as if on queue Jackson came wandering out, calling out “Mummy!?”

“Hey baby” you smile walking over to him and picking him up. “What’s wrong, Jack Jack?” You kissed his face.

“I think there’s a monster in my closest” he buried his face into your shoulder.

“Excuse me guys. I’ll be right back” you smiled tightly seeing Sam’s eyes questioning you and Dean still trying to work it all out.

“Wait a minute, Y/N?” Dean came up behind you. “Do you want some back up?”

“Sure Dean” you smiled tightly hoping he hadn’t worked out what his brother had.

“Who is this, Mumma?”

“I’m Dean” he smiled at the little boy, who was asking to be put down as Dean stuck his hand out. Jackson shook Dean’s hand with strength that surprised Dean himself.

After convincing Jackson that there was no monster in the closet, I followed Dean downstairs, his walk hunching over trying to hide his frustration.

“So this is why you disappeared from the hunting circles, Y/N?” Dean spun round taking a step towards you.

“Yes Dean, and before you ask, do you really want to know the answer to the question you are about to ask?”

“Of course I do!” He looked at you pleading.

“Dean…” You sigh.

“Y/N, is he.. Well is he really..?” he looked at you with a mix of emotions splaying across his face.

“Yes.” You sighed. “ Jackson is your son, I hadn’t been with anyone for a solid 6 months and we were just a one night stand, so I couldn’t exactly call and say, ‘hey so you know how I walked out on you the morning after our one night stand, well I need you now because it’s got consequences’ ” you blurt out before he can say anything.

“He is my son…?” Dean paused. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because as much as I had fallen in love with you before that night happened, I was never selfish enough to tell you because I knew you would leave the life you love to support me, and I don’t need anyone’s help.” You started to get angry and defensive at what you thought he was implying.

“Why are you so defensive? I thought I’d done something wrong and that you had ended up dead on a hunt or something horrid…” he looked up at you with tears in his eyes. “ but you are safe and you… we have a son…”

You reach out and touch Dean’s arm to comfort him.

“Look you know how young I was back then, and with the way we were raised, you know what it looks like to ask for help, Dean…” you looked up at him. “Look if you have time and you want to when the job is done, come over and we can talk through it all and catch up..?” You smile at him.

“ I’d love that, babe. It’s been too long” He grins back at you.

He pulls you into a surprise hug, kisses you on the cheek and you follow him back to the kitchen where Sam is buried in the information, fact checking.

“So how does it look, Sammy? I still got some hunter left in me?” you smile at him.

“Looks good, Y/N” he smiles up at you, noticing Dean’s position to you. “This looks all in order, we’ll go run this job and let you know how it goes.” he smiles standing up. He walks over and gives you a bone crushing bear hug.

“Aww Sammy, you didn’t miss me that much” you grin, poking your tongue out.

“It’s just good to know you are okay. Dean.. Well Dean and I were both worried like crazy.” he smiled sadly at you as he headed to the front door.

“Dean, I’ll get everything ready and meet you in the car” he said as he gave you a quick hug and headed out the door.

Dean’s arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you tight as he placed a quick kiss on your forehead.

“I’ll come back as soon as this is done, okay?” he smiled nervously.

“Sure. Sounds good Dean. I’ll make sure there’s a cold 6 pack for you, and maybe some Wild Turkey and Tequila?”, you wink.

“Good to see you’re still cheeky as hell, babe. I’ll call you when I’m headed your way. ”

“Okay, be safe both of you. I don’t want to play doctor for you or the oversized man-child in the car” you grin.


You woke up to  your phone going crazy with missed calls and another call starting to ring.

“Sam, what the hell is with the phone spam?” You groan into the phone.

“We had an issue, can you stitch Dean and I up if we swing by yours?”

“Yeah, of course, how far out are you?”

“10 minutes…?” he says unsure.

“Okay swing straight up into the garage when you get here. That way you guys wont wake the neighbours”.

10 minutes later you hear the roar of the impala swing up into the garage. You see Sam move his way out of the drivers seat as you fly around to help grab a barely conscious Dean. You and Sam lift him inside and lay him down on towels on the floor next to your coffee table set up like a surgeons trolley. You quickly work on Dean, stitching and relocating his injuries, while he fades in and out. Once you finish there you start to work on Sam, who has a dislocated shoulder and a few deep gashes.

As you hear the final crack of Sam’s shoulder, Dean sits up from his position on the floor.

“So much for not having to play doctor, huh?” he grins guiltily at you.

“It’s okay, Dean” you smile. “I’d rather fix you both while I’ve got a straight head, rather than watch you two attempt to fix each other or worse, yourselves” you gasp in mock horror.

“Hey! Watch it! I fixed you up pretty well on many occasions, Y/N/N!” Dean smirked.

You stared into those deep beautiful green eyes, reminded of the many nights that Dean had been there to save your ass and take care of the aftermath.

“So what happened out there? I didn’t screw up or miss something did i?” you looked at between the boys worried you had caused this.

“Nah, half way through we ran into a few demons, seeing as the cemetery is the borderline between this town and the next to the east” smiled Sam. “Not your fault in the slightest”.

“Okay. Well at least there’s that. So where are you boys staying?” you smile with an idea already formed.

“Umm.. Actually we haven’t really thought that far ahead…” Dean grinned looking guilty as ever.

“Well I have 2 guest rooms and a granny flat that is not currently occupied, so take your pick.”

“Y/N, we really couldn’t impose on you any more” Sam looked worried.

“Really, guys, I insist. I haven’t seen you guys in years and it’s nice to have some adult company that isn’t ignorant of what goes bump in the night” you smile.

“Alright, I’ll go get our stuff out of the car, and chuck it in the spare rooms. Thank you so much, Y/N. It’s so good to see you are alive and well” Sam smiled giving you a one armed hug as he got up and went towards the garage.

All of a sudden you noticed Dean was watching you intently, looking as if he had a thousand questions to ask, but no idea where to start.

“What’s on your mind, Dean-o?” You smile as you slide off the couch onto the floor next to him. “You. This whole time I was so scared, I prayed to anyone who would listen, I hoped that you were safe, only to see that you are safe well and a normal civilian” he smiled, gently brushing his fingers across your cheek. “You are so beautiful, so full of life, the idea of you… the idea of you not being here was sickening…” he trailed off as his hand cupped your face.

“Dean Winchester” you smile “did you really think I of all people could just die without any of you idjits knowing? I bribed Bobby not to tell a soul when he worked it out.”

“How in the world did you bribe Bobby Singer?” dean questioned, amused be the idea.

“Email updates, monthly phone calls and every 6 months he comes to stay for a week. It was the only way to keep him shut up about our baby” you look up guiltily at Dean.

Dean just looks at you, as his mouth pops into a small O shape.

“Our..” he stutters out before he is interrupted.

“Mumma, Mumma, Mumma!” He comes crying and running into the room.

“What’s wrong, Jack Jack?” as he curls up in your arms looking up at you with the same eyes his father was giving you seconds ago.

“There’s a monster upstairs. I swea, He is so big, Mumma! I waited till I couldn’t hear him!” Jack cries as he buries himself into your chest clutching at you.

“Oh, Jack Jack. That’s no Monster. That’s someone you have to meet, one of my old friends.” you smile nuzzling his face with your nose.

“How about we go upstairs and investigate, Jack?” Dean smiles. “Your beautiful Mum will stay with you, and I’ll go ahead, just incase the monster wakes up. How does that sound?” he looks honestly at the child in your arms.

“Okay..” Jack says, hesitantly looking at me questioningly.


As we walk upstairs, Dean goes into hunter mode, which is immediately noticed by Jack, who is almost trying to imitate him. As Dean opens the closed door and pounces, you turn on the light. A confused Sam struggles against his attacker, his hair going all over the place, looking so confused like an oversized puppy. You sink to the ground, roaring laughing, while clutching Jack who is looking at Dean like a hero.

“Jack Jack, This is your Uncle Sammy, Dean here’s little brother” I gesture to the mess of an oversized human sulking on the ground.

“So, does that make you Uncle Dean?” he looks up at Dean who has moved over to sit near us.

“No baby. Do you remember the story I told you about the brave hunter who puts Batman to shame?”

“Yeah Mumma!” he squeals excitedly. “That’s my favourite story!” he exclaims looking at the boys. “You said he was my Daddy, but he had to be away for work to protect us from the monsters. ”

“Yeah baby. This is the one and only, Dean Winchester. Jackson Dean Robert Y/L/N, this is your Daddy, Dean Winchester.”

“Hi Daddy!” he runs over to Dean with his hand out to shake it.

“Hi Jackson. I’m so glad to meet you buddy” Dean looks at the kid in front of him, with tears welling up in his eyes.

“You can call me Jack Jack, Daddy. Just like Mumma does!” he giggles in excitement. “Can I have a hug, Daddy? I have lots to tell you” he exclaims excitedly as he crawls into Dean’s lap without waiting for an answer. Dean’s arms cradle the child on his lap who is a spitting image of him, beaming between each other.

“Okay Jack Jack, Give Daddy a hug, and give your Uncle Sammy a hug, and then we will put you to bed. Daddy and Sam will be here in the morning. And you can tell them about everything.”

“Really!?” he exclaims. “Can we have a play day tomorrow?” he looks at the boys and then at you.

“Of course, baby. Now lets put you to bed, before you crash”

“Yeah Mumma. Can Daddy help you tuck me in, tonight?” he looks questioningly at Dean.

“Of course” Dean beams. “Let’s put you to bed, Jack Jack”.

You watch as Dean tucks your son into his bed, with clinging hugs from the child who fights to stay awake.

Dean holds Jack’s hand until he has completely fallen asleep, he turns the light off and walks towards you, while you lean on the door frame. His hands reach out for you sliding around your waist, pulling you up against him, his lips brush your cheek and whisper to you.

“I could not be more proud to call that boy my son, and I hope to show him just how lucky he is to have a beautiful, strong, intelligent mother who brought him into this world. And has raised him so perfectly on her own”. You feel Dean’s smile against your skin as you settle into his arms. “I love you, Y/N. I always did. I regret letting you walk away that morning. I wish I had of made you stay. That night…” he trailed off pulling back to look you at you.

“Dean, we were barely adults. It was no life to bring a child into, but this way it’s safer for all of us. You and Sam are more than welcome to live here, and use the granny flat as a base. I’d like you both to stay when you can, Dean.”

“We can talk living arrangements in the morning, for now I would like to kiss the girl I have been in love with for years, who I have discovered is alive well, and has raised my beautiful son.”

You wrap your arms around Dean’s neck, as your lips meet. His hands slide to your butt and lift you up against his chest, while your lips desperately mash together in a passionate reunion.

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