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Barnes Traditional Get Together
Bucky x Grandniece!Reader
by @after-avenging-hours
Reader approaches Bucky in the Avengers Tower and tells him about the rest of the family. Ongoing Series

Inked
Destiel
by @winchester-with-wings
This essentially a soulmate tatoo-esque fic but it is amazing and everyone should read this, especially if you like Destiel. Ongoing Series

The Middle Name
No Pairing
by @percywinchester27
Sam wonders why he doesn’t have a middle name and asks Dean about it.

Limits
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @emilyevanston tags not working
Reader and Bucky decide to play a foreplay game that they got as a gift…

Confident
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @belleetlabeast
Sam Wilson is an old friend who you reunite with when you become the new War Machine after Rhodey retires. Luckily, taking that position also means meeting Bucky… Ongoing Series

I’ll Be With You
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @belleetlabeast
Reader is a nurse who happens to be a nurse and the daughter of one of Bucky’s old flings. When they run into each other, literally, a relationship begins to bloom between the two of them. Completed Series

For Your Convenience
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @brighterlights
Reader works in a department store and a love triangle-esque relationship forms between her, Bucky, and Steve. Completed Series

Liberty
Pirate!Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @softwintersoldier
Reader is the daughter of a governor and sneaks aboard Captain Barnes ship in search of adventure. Ongoing Series

Three For Fun
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @marvel-ash
For Bucky’s birthday, you get him a very special birthday gift.

Double Date
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @marvel-ash
Reader goes on a double date with her friend and Bucky ends up acting like an asshole the entire time.

Uncle Steve
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @marvel-ash
Just some fluff with Steve being an amazing uncle to your new baby.

Round The Block
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @marvel-ash
On your way to Comic Con, things get dirty in the back of the limo.

Sebby’s Hair
Sebastian Stan x Reader
Reader is a hairstylist for Marvel and is asked out by Sebastian while working on his hair.

Privacy Interrupted
Bucky Barnes x Reader x Steve Rogers
by @marvel-ash
Steve and Bucky read your journal and read all of the fantasies that you had written about them in there.

My Real Name
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @marvel-ash
During super sexy sexytime, Bucky asks you to call him by his real name.

Spa Day
Jensen Ackles x Reader
by @bringmesomepie56
Reader and Jensen run into each other at a hotel spa after being put into the same room accidentally.

Assistant To The Captain
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @amarvelouswritings
Reader is a newly hired assistant for Steve after he refuses to get one himself. Ongoing Series

Hexed
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @nichelle-my-belle
While on a hunt, reader and Dean get hexed by a witch that makes them pursue their deepest desire.

Kiss The Girl
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @bovaria
Bucky sees the reader at Tony’s parties, but is too shy to actually talk to her.

Off Limits
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @dancingalone21
Reader works at Sam’s bar and Dean falls in love with her. The only thing standing in his way of dating her is Sam… Ongoing Series

Oh Baby
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @dancingalone21
Reader crashes her car into Baby, making her Dean’s enemy… Which doesn’t last long since they then work together. Completed Series

Picture Perfect
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @dancingalone21
Reader sees Dean’s profile on Facebook and lies to her boss saying that they are engaged in order to get a promotion. Completed Series

Puppy Love
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @dancingalone21
Reader notices one morning that her dog has snuck into Baby, her neighbor’s car from across the street… Ongoing Series

Dirty Minded Cap
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @fvckingsteverogers
Reader wears glasses to work one day and it turns Steve on more than she knows…

Peeping Steve
Bucky Barnes x Reader (lil’ bit of Steve being a pervy perv)
by @fvckingbuchanan
Steve watches as Bucky and reader have sexy time.

Captain
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @callingmrsbarnes
Reader kisses Steve while on a mission, almost blowing their cover, which leads to some smutty smut smut.

Ink
Chris Evans x Reader
by @fvckingbuchanan
Chris has a kink for tattoos, which is a good thing because reader has two in some NFSW places…

Splash
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @atari-writes
Some very smutty bathtub sex amiright or amiright?

Slow Burn
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @dancingalone21
A friend  sets you up with Sam on a blind date, but things you guys just don’t hit it off. When Sam sets you up his brother, Dean, there is definitely a spark. And guys, Firefighter!Dean?! Completed Series

What Are The Odds
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @dancingalone21
Before the reader left for college, she had a one night stand with Dean. Eight years later, Dean learns that he has a daughter in an interesting way. Completed Series

Infatuated
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @theunholygrails
When the reader turns to Steve after a break up, Steve finally takes a chance and expresses i=his feelings for the reader.

Imagine Wade & Peter Being Turned On By You
Wade Wilson x Reader x Peter Parker
by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord
During movie night, you spill some popcorn on the ground and accidentally show off your ass.

Stand Down
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @timeforsmut
“Reader has been going through a bad depression and tony still has her fight. However, she throws her life on the line when Bucky wakes up and he tries killing her, but part of him recognizes his old girlfriend”

Swab Yer Decks
Pirate!Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @caplanbuckybarnes
“When Bucky finds a childhood friend, will he risk everything to protect her? Or will he risk her life for a lost treasure?”

You Are Not My Mother
No Pairing (Supernatural) Sister!Reader
by @percussiongirl2017
Reader doesn’t trust Mary when she comes back from the dead and finds her dealing with the British Men Of Letters behind Sam and Dean’s back. Completed Series

Delta
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @papi-chulo-bucky
ABO!Universe: “Reader is a rare being in the a/b/o cycle and finds herself along side the Avengers. She manages to hide her true nature successfully until she catches the eye of a certain blue eyed super soldier.” Completed Series

The Ultimatum
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @like-a-bag-of-potatoes
Reader wants to leave the hunter live and have a family after Dean almost dies on a job, but Dean wants to continue hunting.

Untitled
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @daydreamingintheimpala
Dean falls for the reader at a motel after he sees her for the first time.

Fault
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @bxckyfxcknbxrnes
“Bucky had never been held responsible for what he’d done, but you, oh god, everything that had happened had been your fault, and Bucky knew it too.” Ongoing Series

Mess With Them
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @redgillan
Steve and the reader have a secret relationship that they are keeping rom the rest of the team. Completed Series

Every Other Weekend
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @amarvelouswritings
Bucky and reader have two kids but end up getting a divorce. Ongoing Series

The Boss
70′s!Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @lancefuckrr
Bucky owns a strip club and the reader is one of the dancers there. Completed Series

Untitled One Shot
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @lancefuckrr
It’s the reader’s first time and Bucky tries to be soft about it but the reader accidentally calls him “Daddy”.

Awkward Discoveries
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @rosekgold
In which Bucky finds something that belongs to you, and uses it to propose an offer.

Happy Birthday Bucky
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @4theluvofall tags not working
IT’S BUCKY’S BIRTHDAY

Just The Three Of Us
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @fandom-writes
Bucky is dating a single mother reader and the ultimate fluff ensues.

It Feels Nice
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @avasparks
Bucky comes back from his last tour in Afghanistan and gets a service dog and meets the reader in the park during a late night walk.

Faking It
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @supernovabucky
Reader has to go to a family reunion and asks Bucky to pretend to be her boyfriend.

Good Boy Stevie
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @lady-thor-foster
Steve really enjoys having you on top during sex. Ongoing Series

Imagine Giving Steve Head
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord
After a mission, reader gives Steve some head in his room ;)))))

The Maid
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @super-slick-fanfic-chick
Sam and Dean hire you as a maid for the bunker and give you a less than conservative uniform to wear ;))))))

Evermore
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @snowyseba
*Based off of “Evermore” from Beauty and the Beast* Bucky spends days planning his proposal, but on the night he’s about to do it, something comes up that brings you away.

In This Light
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @bovaria
Reader and Bucky were friends when they were kids, but were separated when Bucky moved away. When they run into each other on the set of a photoshoot where reader is the photographer and Bucky is the model, things get interesting… Ongoing Series

Super Big Brother- [edited]

Characters/Pairing: Daddy!Dean x Pregnant!Reader, Henry (OC)

Word count: 885

Warnings: Fluff, lots of it, maybe the slightest pinch of angst

Summary: It’s Dean and the reader’s second child. They have to tell their first what is going on. (Promp #44 of “60+ Dean x Pregnant!reader Prompts”@deanwinchesterxreader )

A/N: This is another editions from my personal collection, the reason I’m re-doing these is because of the babby fever taking over me, and the best way not to give in to it is writing about it, or in this case edit an old fic.

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Super Big Brother


“Ok then,” you sigh and Dean nods rapidly as he speaks. “We’ll go straight to the point. We need to be direct with him, he’s a big boy.”

“Yeah,” you agree a little out of breath. “He can take it, right?” Dean eyes widen in doubt and your shoulders drop. “What if he can’t take it? Oh my goodness, he’s still a baby. My baby. This is all a mistake.”

You start to hyperventilate, Dean’s quick to rub your arms up and down. “Look at me,” he says in a sweet voice, you comply. “Is gonna be fine, he’s gonna be fine.” He bites his lower lip and you wonder how did you get so lucky.

“Okay, we’re telling him and we’ll answer any question he has.” Taking a deep breath you look back into Dean’s eyes. “What kind of questions can a three year-old make, huh?”

Dean shrugs, his arms let go of you and he pushes away from the kitchen table he’d been leaning on. You follow his lead and start walking behind him out the kitchen and down the hall.

“Wait!” you shout and run back to the kitchen, Dean stands in the middle of the corridor dumbfounded.

“Uh, sweetheart?” Dean takes a few steps your way when you rush out the door almost bumping into him, sippy cup with chocolate milk in one hand, a plate with some homemade oatmeal cookies in the other.

“Let’s go.” You nod ahead for him to lead the way one more time.

Dean’s eyes on the plate and he goes for one of the cookies. He groans when you smack his hand away away. “They’re not for you! You can have one later, I made a whole tray today.”

Dean grins like a three year-old and you roll your eyes.

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Imagine watching the Super Bowl with Sam and Dean

same ‘verse as last year

“Who are we rooting for this year?” Dean asked, handing you a beer as he sat down next to you, throwing his arm around your shoulder.

Sam followed behind, putting the snacks down on the table before sitting beside his brother.

You looked at Sam, silently communicating before you both agreed.

“Falcons.”

Dean looked at you, repeating his words from last year. “Want to make a bet?”

“Same stakes as last time?” you clarified. “Massage for massage?”

Dean nodded, and Sam cleared his throat.

Dean turned to his brother, raising his eyebrows.

“Got a problem, Sammy?”

“Falcons win, I get a dog,” he clarified. “Those were the rules last year.”

“Yeah, that’s the deal, Dean,” you agreed.

There was a pause, you and Sam practically holding your breath in anticipation.

“Sure,” Dean agreed. “Falcons win, Sam gets a dog, Y/N gets a massage.”

You both nodded in agreement before Dean continued.

“But if Patriots win, Y/N gives me the massage, and Sam gives us the bunker to ourselves for a whole weekend.”

“Deal,” you nodded instantly, not bothering to wait for Sam to confirm.

Just Like That

Relationship: Sam x Reader

Tags: smut, straight up smut, bit of felching

Words: 669 (heh)

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And Then Comes Baby In a Baby Carriage. (Part 2/2)

Pairings: Dean x Reader (Series Rewrite Setting)
Word Count: 12,041. 
Summery: You learn you’re pregnant with Dean Winchester’s baby. While the news is exciting, the months leading to your due date are anything but smooth for an expecting hunter. (Full description below.)
Warnings: Spoilers for season twelve! (Takes place during the timeline of “There’s Something about Mary” and “Who We Are.”) Mentions of child birth, threats against the reader, canon violence and death.

Previous Part | Supernatural Rewrite Masterlist

Originally posted by winchesterangstclub

Nobody asked for this…but I decided to write a second part to a little story that I wrote about over a month ago. (I wanted this up at Father’s Day and I should be working on my current episode rewrite and not this. But oops.) This also kind of goes as a season twelve finale rewrite. I had a bit of inspiration from this particular scene for the plot. I had an extreme amount of fun writing this, but it does contain a lot of spoilers, I’m afraid. And if pregnant type of stories aren’t your cup of tea, oh well. I hope you guys enjoy this! (I really did…and it comes with a very happy ending. ^_^)

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“Seventeen”  Dean Winchester x Reader

BASED OFF OF THE SONG “SEVENTEEN”

Word Count: 2,155

Dean Winchester x Reader

Request: Could you please do a dean x reader song fic (song: seventeen from the heathers musical) and it’s really angsty and stuff while it’s taking place when they are both seventeen?

Warnings: Language, like pure angst to be honest

a/n: I’ve never done a song fic before, hope you like this!!

Originally posted by all-you-need-is-spn

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Fine, we’re damaged
Really damaged
But that does not make us wise
We’re not special, we’re not different
We don’t choose who lives or dies

Dean Winchester. The man of your dreams.

You two have known each other your entire lives. You’re Bobby’s daughter, which meant being forced to spend a shit ton of time together. Whenever your parents would be out on hunts, you would be stuck with Sam and Dean. The troublesome trio, they called you guys.

You and Dean got together when you were both fifteen, only two years ago. He was hesitant at first, but hell, so were you. You both had reputations to uphold. Dean was the player, a guy who fucked guys just to not call them back the next day. You were the innocent “little” girl, you’d never even kissed a boy before Dean.

But on the inside, you were the same. You’re both inexplicitly damaged from your childhoods, the way you grew up. You grew up a hunter’s life. You got to see people saved, but you also got to see so many people die. The ones you couldn’t save. Between that, constantly moving high schools, and both of your mom’s dying, you were damaged. The both of you. And that bonded you guys more than anything. More than the forced hangouts, or your dads being best friends. You’re both the same on the inside.

Let’s be normal, see bad movies
Sneak a beer and watch tv
We’ll bake brownies or go bowling
Don’t you want a life with me?
Can we be seventeen?
That’s all I want to do
If you could let me in
I could be good with you

“Dean, I’m absolutely tired of this life. I want to do something, something normal. Just this once.” You frowned. You were sitting next to Dean on the couch, watching some utterly boring film on the TV.

“Babe, you know we can’t. We’re not normal.” Dean looked at you sympathetically. He knew that you had wanted out of this life. Personality wise, you were a lot like Sam.

You didn’t mind hunting, but you just wished you could be normal for once. For one day, you just wanted to be able to go into high school and not feel the odd one out. You wanted to be able to go hang out with friends, go get drunk underneath the bleachers, go on dates with Dean like a normal couple… But you couldn’t.

“Well, fuck that. Just one day, Dean. I’m not asking for an entire life.” You voice had started to raise.

This was an argument you’d had with Dean numerous times. He didn’t want out, not even for one day. He was too damn focused on pleasing his dad and doing exactly what he says. You? You couldn’t have care less what your dad told you to do. You’re your own person. Dean just didn’t understand that.

“One day is going to turn into you wanting that forever. I’m not fucking around with that. I don’t want either of us to have a glimpse into the normal life. Neither of us will want to come back to this if we do.” Dean raised his voice back, almost at a yelling level.

“Maybe not wanting to come back to this is a good thing, Dean.” You whispered, and his face dropped.

“I cannot believe you just said that.” Dean shook his head.

“I’m just so goddamn tired of this, Dean! It doesn’t have to be this way! I want to be able to go out with friends and see movies or go to the mall. I’ve never even gone to a movie theater, or a mall, Dean. It’s not fucking fair.”

“We have this same fight over and over again. I’m done.” Dean got up off the couch, walking away from you.

“Are you breaking up with me?” Tears had started to form in your eyes. You loved him, there was no question about it. People say that you can’t be in love at seventeen, but you knew it was possible. Dean was the living, breathing proof.

“No, babe. I love you. But I’m done with this same fucking argument all the time. We’re never going to be normal. It’s never going to happen. And if you don’t start realizing that…” He trails off.

Dean doesn’t finish his sentence. He just shakes his head and walks out the door, leaving you alone in your house. You don’t dare let the tears fall- you’re stronger than that. Or you want to be.

People hurt us
Or they vanish
And you’re right that really blows
But we let go, take a deep breath
Then go buy some summer clothes

“He fucking left. He didn’t even tell us this time, Y/N. Just woke up in the middle of the damn night and he was gone. No note, no nothing.” Dean had showed up on your front doorstep, Sam standing to his right. They were both holding backpacks (presumably filled with clothing) and his car parked in the driveway.

“Oh my god. Come inside.” You opened the door for them both. It was late at night, and your dad was out at a bar probably getting drunk like he did most nights. His reputation of being the town drunk rung true to name.

Sam immediately went upstairs, setting his stuff down in your room. Dean had just put his stuff down the by door, pissed off. On the outside he looked calm, but you knew him. You could tell he was upset.

“He normally leaves notes, or wakes me up whenever he has to leave. Hell, he normally takes us with him, or drops us off here. But he just fucking left. Nothing.” Dean rubs his forehead. “I had absolutely no explanation for Sammy.”

Dean was right to be mad, and you didn’t protest it. You didn’t agree with what John did.

“Just take a deep breath, okay?” You had walked over to him, putting your arm on his shoulder. You’ve found in the past that you touching him, not even in the sexual sense, was the best way to calm him down. Almost immediately, his body relaxed and he pulled you into a hug. “Obviously you’re welcome to stay here. I’ll find an explanation to tell my dad.”

“Thanks.” Dean kissed your forehead. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

You watched him as he went upstairs, going to find Sam.

You wished that it didn’t have to be like that. You wanted more than anything for Sam and Dean to not have to experience this, especially Dean. Whenever his dad pulled shit like that, Dean not only had to deal with the feeling of his dad leaving them, but he was forced into the role of a father figure for Sam.

Your own daddy issues were no small aspect of your life, either. If your dad wasn’t out hunting, he was at a bar drinking his feelings away. Being numb to the world, including his own daughter. You were completely and entirely alone, except for Dean.

The one reoccurring and prominent question you asked yourself everyday- “Why can’t we just be normal?”

We’ll go camping, play some poker
And we’ll eat some chilli fries
Maybe prom night
Maybe dancing
Don’t stop looking in my eyes (your eyes)

This was it. Prom night. The night you’d been looking forward to for the longest time- the one night Dean had agreed to do something normal and fun, even if it wasn’t to his liking. You had told him that you were going to go with or without him. You were determined to have at least one good high school experience before you were fully thrusted into the world of hunting. Dean’s mind wandered, and his jealously overcame him, and he agreed to go to the prom with you.

You had a dress picked out and everything- which, much to your dismay, your dad wouldn’t give you money to buy. You had to get a job to pay for it, and after a month, you had accumulated the money for a dress. You quit shortly afterwards.

You had on your dress and your heels, your makeup and hair all done. For once in your life, you felt beautiful. You had no doubt that this was going to be the best night of your life, and it only made it better that your Dean was going to be there with you. In a suit no less. You had always thought he’d look good in a suit.

It was nearing seven, almost time for Dean to pick you up. Your nerves were growing, and you just wished you had your mom with you at that moment.

Seven came and passed, Dean still hadn’t showed up. You were worried, thinking something had happened, so you had picked up the phone to call him.

“Dean?” You said when the other line picked up, making sure it wasn’t John or Sam answering.

“Oh my god, babe, I forgot to call.” Dean groaned. “A hunt came up last minute. I’m so so fucking sorry.”

You hung up immediately, tears forming in your eyes. This time, you let them fall. How could you have been so stupid to think that you could have one normal night with Dean?

You ran up to your room, tearing your dress off of you. Dean was right. You never were going to have a normal relationship. You were a Singer. He was a Winchester. It wasn’t in your blood.

Yeah we’re damaged,
Badly damaged
But your love’s too good to lose
Hold me tighter
Even closer
I’ll stay if I’m what you choose
Can we be seventeen?
If I am what you choose
If we still have the right
Because you’re the one I choose

You had ignored Dean for weeks. At first, it was just not picking up his phone calls. Then, when Dean realized you weren’t going to answer, he showed up at your house. You didn’t let him in.

Finally, you had decided he enough of the silent treatment. You took your dad’s car and drove to his house. He wasn’t home yet, so you waited for him on his front porch. The look on his face when he saw you was one of pure love. You wish you had gotten a picture of it.

“God, Y/N, I’m so sorry.” Dean hugged you tighter than ever. “Are we okay?”

“We need to talk.” Is simply what you had told him. He nodded, and you two walked into his house.

“Are you breaking up with me?” His voice hitched a little bit, worry seeping into his voice.

“I just…” You started. “I need reassurance. I can’t keep doing this. All the fights, all the nights I have spent crying. You not showing up to what I considered to be the most important night of my life.” You sent him a glare on that last one.

“That was out of my control.”

“No, Dean, it wasn’t. You know very damn well you didn’t have to go.” You yell, and the look on his face proves that you were right.

“I’m sorry…”

“I just wanted to be a normal seventeen year old for one night, Dean. One fucking night. And you found the first excuse to dip out. I’m over it. If you want me to stay, you’re going to have to choose. It’s either me or it’s your big fucking desire to please your dad. Because I’m tired of this. I know you, I know you don’t want this life either. No matter how hard you try and deny it, I can see right through you. You just for some reason have this dire need to make your dad happy.”

“Are you really asking me to choose?” His voice comes out hurt. “Baby, don’t do this to me… I can’t do that.”

“Dean, I chose you. I choose you every single time, over everything. Even before we were together. I love you so much, but I can’t do this. Not if you’re going to be like this. I can’t. We want different things.” Your eyes start to water. For once, you realized that this might be it. You might actually lose Dean. The thought of that scares you to death.

And when Dean just stared at you in silence, you got your answer. You let a tear fall down your cheek. Dean himself was crying, too, at this point. You’d never seen Dean cry before.

“Bye, Dean.”

Utter Betrayal

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word count: 261

Warnings: Betrayal, overreactions, allutions to hypothetical senarios, such as main character death. Crack-ish drabble

A/N: This is my contribution to @thing-you-do-with-that-thing Hiatus Writing Challenge, week 6 

Prompt: If you really loved me there wouldn’t be a choice

Utter Betrayal


With one hand clasping your chest you breathe deeply and look straight into his eyes. “I cannot believe this. You have to think about it?”

“Sweetheart, don’t be like that. You know I-” Dean stands up.

“Oh, don’t you dare sweetheart me, Sir! I’ve never been so betrayed in my life!” you pant and Dean rolls his eyes.

“Well, except for that one time my favorite bra stabbed me in the heart, but this is completely different! This is worse, I thought you loved me!” you exaggerate taking a step back every time Dean takes a step towards you.

“Of course I love you!” he says.

If you really loved me there wouldn’t be a choice! You wouldn’t even need to think about it,” you hiss through clenched teeth and he shakes his head, showing the hint of a smirk on his lips.

“First of all…” With a long quick stride of his long legs Dean gets right in front of you. One arm fastens around your waist hoisting you up against his chest and he gets at eye level with you. “I love you more than life itself and you know it.” He kisses you fervently, parting the kiss too quickly for your liking with a snap of your lips. “And second of all, quoting you “hypothetically speaking” you’d be dead and It’s Sofia Vergara so…”

You glare at him as he stretches his answer. “No, the memory of you would be too big for me to move on.”

“Good!” you agree. “Besides I’d come back and hunt your penis.”


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Remember…..  part 6 

You can read part 1 here, part 2 here, part 3 here, part 4 here & part 5 here


You were in a cemetery looking around. You lost Dean and Sam the moment you heard something and made a wrong turn. You tried to call him but you had no reception.  

“Y/n” You heard someone scream. “Y/n” You tried to hear were the voice came from and started walking towards the voice. “Y/n” You followed as good as possible till you saw you were now standing in the middle of the cemetery. It was a round center with a altar on the middle. You walked to the middle and you saw some runes written on the papers. There were candles around the papers. In the candles were signs crafted. You were going to pick one up when everything gone black.


Your whole body hurt. You hands were tight up above you head. Your feet we barely touching the ground and your head was killing you. You opened your eyes and in front of you saw a blank wall with a wooden door. You looked to you head when you saw Dean and Sam hanging in the same position as you. There weren’t awake yet. The rest of the room was just blanc. The three of you were hanging in the middle of the room. “SAM. DEAN”  you screamed “WAKE UP”  they both respond by moving their arms. Dean was the first to open his eyes.

“Shit.” he looks towards you. “y/n are you okay?” he says towards you.

“i’m good, you?”

“i’m good too.” he looks towards Sam  “Sam wake up.”

“ooh my head” Sam says. He looks around the room. “were screwed guys.” he says rapidly.

The door in front us opens and 3 woman walk in. They were full clothed with a white mantel. They didn’t say anything. Each woman were staying in front of one person. They stayed there in front of us without saying anything.

“what do you want from us?” Dean ask angry. Nobody answers “let us go.”

At that moment a man walks into the room.  He had a snake around his neck. The man looks towards us. He then walks towards us. He stood in front of us one for one. He looks at us from head to toe. He orders the woman to take a step back. He stops in the middle of the room and just starts laughing.

“what are you laughing at?” Dean asks

“at you. It was so easy to trick you guys. I was expecting more from all 3 of you.” the man says. He walks to front of you. “i expected more from you y/n.” you look at him confused.

A door slammed in another room.

“ooh my guest arrived. I will be right back.” the man says walking away.

The 3 woman walked out with the man. Leaving us alone again. Dean starts pulling on the chains holding his hands above his head.

“why are they holding us in here? This is not good” Sam says.

“you think” Dean reacts angry.

Your body was hurting so much every movement you tried to make was like you were ripping something from your body.

“y/n your bleeding” Dean says towards you.

You look towards him and he has horror in his eyes. You looked down and you saw a wound in your belly and it was bleeding pretty bad.

“i’m not feeling so good.” you said

“y/n you have to stay awake.” Sam says

“HEY SHE’S BLEEDING TO DEATH!” they both scream.

The door opens in a few seconds. You towards it and you saw Klaus running towards you with a remarkable speed. His eyes were yellow and there were veins poping up under his eyes. He grabs the chains above your head and pulls it down. The chains come free from the ceiling. He takes you into his arms. You see another man unchain Dean and Sam. You look towards Klaus again. You look straight into his eyes and his face starts to chance. It becomes normal. He had now dark blue/green eyes, he had this little smile on his lips and you couldn’t help by also smiling at him.

“You’re safe.” he says and you close your eyes. You felt save.

JOINING THE SUPERNATURAL FANDOM LIKE

Yes yes you heard right, after seeing Supernatural all over tumblr for the past 3 years i gave in and started watching it and i was basically hooked after the first episode. I am on season 10 now and I LOVE IT, I fucking hate you guys for dragging me into this…But on the bright side i understand all the references i see on tumblr about supernatural now!

ANYWAY

I was going to ask you guys if you guys would want me to write images about Supernatural???. I wont be doing One Direction Anymore. Anything i have up will stay the way it is but i wont write anything else. Anyways, let me guys know what you guys think..

Stay

Pairings: Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader (platonic)

Summary: The reader secretly wishes Dean would stay, but she can’t speak out.

Inspiration from: Stay (with Alessia Cara) by Zedd

Words: 4,271 (oh my god, I’m so sorry)

Warnings: angst, implied smut, fluff, series spoilers (mostly season 9 & 10)

A/N: I’m obsessed with this song for many reasons and I felt compelled to write this. Sorry it’s so goddamn long, I got carried away.

Master List | Requests


You tuck yourself between the arm and back cushion of the motel room’s couch. The calming silence between you and Dean sends a rush of relaxation through you. Your parents and the Winchester’s father had met up at this motel, dropped off the three teens before they traveled a town over to hunt whatever was terrorizing the citizens.

Dean rubs his hand along your jean clad leg, digging his thumb gently into the tissue of your tight in circular motions. You and Dean weren’t dating, you both knew you shouldn’t label what you were as there would be months in between each of your meetings, but that didn’t stop your friendship from becoming intimate. Your eyes follow the curve of his nose, trailing down to his lips as his tongue rolls over them before he takes a drink from his canned soda and then finishes what he was saying about the future. You weren’t sure what time it was, but as the sunlight drips through the single window of the room, you know the two of you have spent the whole night talking.

Leaning over the side of the couch, you set your half empty can on the ground before reaching out to Dean. The song of the birds outside fill your ears, your thumb and forefinger gently grasping Dean’s chin to pull him towards you. A smile breaks out across both of your lips as he draws closer and you lean back on the arm of the couch. As his lips meet yours in a soft, tender kiss, his hands wedge themselves between your back and the cushion while his elbows kept some of his weight off your body.

You sigh in the kiss, your fingers tugging gently at the hairs on the base of his head while the apex of your pelvis brushes against his.

“That didn’t take long,” you giggle as you meet his eyes. “Or is that your gun?”

Before Dean can answer, the motel door swings open and the two of you spring apart. While Dean tries to adjust himself, you stand to see who entered the room. John Winchester walks quickly through the room, opening the door attaching the two motel rooms when he didn’t find Sam in the one you and Dean had spent the night in. He ruffly shakes Sam, collecting the book the youngest Winchester was reading before he’d fallen asleep.

“C’mon, Dean,” John demands, grabbing Sam’s bag and heading back out of the room. Your parents haven’t entered yet and when you ask where they are, John hisses, “they’ll be here soon. Dean, get your things.”

Sam, sleepily, leaves the room and follows his father outside. You turn to look at Dean, finding him shoving his clothes back into his duffel bag and your heart sinks just the tiniest bit as you realize your days spent with the Winchesters are over and you have no clue when you’ll see them again. Correction… if you’ll see them again.

He shrugs the bag on his shoulder, heading towards the door when you pull on his arm for a hug. Dean kisses the top of your head, then pulls away to offer a reassuring smile as he says, “I’ll see you again soon,” and heads out the door. If it hadn’t been for how adamant John was with his boys, you would’ve asked him to stay, but you bite your tongue and watch the door shut.

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Focus

SPN Fanfic

-Y/N tries not to lose herself in her growing feelings for a certain Winchester-

(Eventual) Sam x Reader

1,529 Words

Warnings: Some (brief) insecurity/self-hate, Sammy feels (because that should def be a warning), sexual tension *over dramatically wiggles eyebrows at you*

A/N: This is part 7 to Poisonous Soul aka pretty much the only thing I’ve been writing lately (sorry for those who aren’t interested in it.) This part is kinda of just a short little thing that is gonna lead up to our next part (which is gonna be longer, sorry not sorry) but I just wanted to say thank you again to everyone for their kind words and reactions to my past fics. I feel like no matter what I say, y’all will never understand just how much you mean to me (it’s a lot btw.) Just know that you guys are my family and I love you so much!! As always, feedback is encouraged and appreciated!

*I do not own any supernatural characters and/or gifs that I may use!

I dream of black eyes and blood soaked cement.

Instead of a stranger, though, the demon has EmmaLee by her hair and is holding a knife to her throat.

“Where are the Winchesters, Y/N?” She asks, pressing the blade into Emmy’s skin, “Better hurry; I’m not very patient.”

I try to scream, but it’s as if there’s something lodged in my throat and I can’t make a sound.

“You sure you don’t want to give me an answer?” Her lips curl into a smile, as she breaks skin; scarlet liquid drips down Emmy’s throat, leading a trail down her neck to her collar bone.

I fight the chains and try to beg the demon to stop; to take me instead, but I’m too weak and still no sound comes out.

The demon shrugs with a smirk, “Okay, have it your way then.”

With a quick flick of her wrist, the blade slices through EmmaLee’s throat. Blood pours from the wound and onto the concrete floor, her blue eyes staring lifelessly back at me.

“NO!”

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Kidnapped

Word Count: 819

Request by: @i-ship-crazy-crap - I’m not even sure if requests are open, but if they are could I please get one where Sam and Gabriel both have feelings for the reader but she get’s kidnapped and they have to put their rivalry aside to save her?

A/N: Not gonna lie, I hate the way this fic turned out but I’m still posting it because I haven’t uploaded a fic in a while. (I found out that I’m really bad at writing fics that aren’t relationship ones).

You heard loud shouting coming from the kitchen as you slowly made your way down the long corridor of the bunker. Confusion laced its way through your body as you neared closer to the room, wondering why in heaven’s sake someone would be arguing this early in the morning.

Slowly, you pushed open the door to reveal a red-faced Sam angrily shouting something towards an irritated looking Gabriel.

“Yeah, well I’m an archangel. Why would she want you?” Gabriel spat towards Sam.

“Well, maybe she’d like me because I’m not an annoying dick like you!” Sam snapped back.

The tension in the room was high and you kind of wanted to stay hidden to find out more of what they were talking about but instead, you decided to make yourself known.

“Guys?” your quiet voice was barely audible to the boys in the room but instantly grabbed their attention as their heads shot over to you, “Are you guys okay?”

Sam and Gabriel both looked at each other with a livid look which quickly faded when they both looked back at you in the doorway with a slightly scared but concerned look on your face.

“Y/N,” Sam spoke quietly, both his and Gabriel’s heads hung low in shame, “W-what did you hear?”

“Not much, are you guys okay? You kind of woke me up,”

“We’re sorry,” Gabriel spoke sincerely.

“Yeah okay, just keep it down will you?” You murmured whilst leaving, not bothering to listen anymore to what they had to say as you slowly made your way back to bed.

As soon as the door shut to the kitchen you could hear them begin shouting at each other again, simply you sighed and continued to your bedroom.

I wonder what they were arguing about, it seemed kind of heated, maybe I should go back and see if they wanted any-

Quickly you were pulled out of your thoughts when a hand wrapped its way around your throat, grasping on tightly and pulled you backwards. You let out a jagged scream as the familiar sick feeling of being transported to a different place overcome your body. Suddenly, you looked up to see you were tied tightly in a chair by all sorts of chains and ropes in a dimly lit (what seemed to be abandoned) room. You let out a slight sob as the door to the room creaked open and in walked a demon with eyes as dark as night.


Instantly both Sam and Gabe’s heads shot up as they heard the loud screech which came from your bedroom. They shared a worried look before running as fast as they could into your room only catching a slight glimpse of your frail body with a dark figure’s arms wrapped tightly around your throat and mouth before you disappeared into thin air.

“Y/N,” Sam called out and tried to grasp onto you but it was too late.

Slowly, he turned back to Gabriel with a look of terror on his face yet Gabriel simply grasped onto his shoulder and they were in the front of the abandoned house.

Gabriel simply sighed before turning towards Sam

“Look, if we’re going to save Y/N we’re going to have to work together. There’s a whole bunch of demons in there and I hate to say it but I’m gonna’ need your help. You in?” Gabriel placed his hand out looking kind of annoyed at the situation he was in.

“I’m in.” Sam took Gabe’s hand and gave it a slight shake before they both turned towards the door, looks of determination were on both of their faces.


Tears ran down your face as the demon neared closer to you, his dirty fingers dragged their way over your cheeks shushing you and wiping away your tears.

Suddenly, hope ran its way through your entire body when you heard Gabriel’s voice ‘Don’t worry hon, we’re coming’. Almost immediately afterwards, the door to the room was bust in and there stood Gabriel and Sam, blood over their entire bodies as if they had just taken on an army.

“Adios,” Gabe spoke before clicking his fingers, the demon behind you then instantly exploding and your restraints being loosened.

The boys quickly made their way over to your now shaking body, Gabriel picking you up bridal style into his arms and Sam tucking away stray hairs from your face around your ears as the 3 of you were flown back home courtesy of Gabriel.

Extreme tiredness washed over your body when Gabe placed you down in your bed and laid a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“Sam… Gabe…” You managed to murmur out in your tired state, “I-I love you guys.”

And with that Sam and Gabriel left the room giving each other a mutual nod which stated that they no longer wanted to fight but simply do everything in their power to keep you safe and happy.

Inner Beauty

Dean x Angel!Reader

Word Count: 2,195

Warnings: Other than feeling a little insecure there really isn’t any I can think of.

Request: Reader is a fallen angel much like Cas and she’s helped the brothers quite a few times. Anyway the boys are hunting a witch and she puts a spell on Dean since he’s a player so that he can see inner beauty instead of just the outer stuff and then when the boys get back to the bunker, the reader looks the exact same to Dean except now he can see her wings and sees that when she’s around him her wings are curled around him. Thanks!!

A/N: Okay so this one was kind of a challenge, but a really fun and interesting challenge since it was my first time at doing an Angel!Reader I hope you peeps like it and I really super duper hope it’s what you wanted! ;) 

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Masterlist

Supernatural:

The Pianist (Sam X Reader)

Miss You (Dean X reader Sam X reader)

Tea Party (Sam X Reader)

It’s Too Short (Dean X Reader)

What’s the Difference (Dean X Sam X Reader)

I Love You (Cas X Reader)

Angel (Dean X Reader)

Too Nice (Crowley X Reader)

Twin (Dean X Reader)

Teen Wolf:

New Wolf In Town (Stiles X Reader)

My Werewolf Brother (Liam X Reader)

Doctor Who:

Hitler Please (10 X Companion!Reader)

The 100:

A Terra Nova Christmas (Clarke X Bellamy)

Gotham:

Resolutions (Nygma X Reader)

Accidents Happen (Sid X Reader)

Sid Smut (Sid X Reader)

The Flash:

Ba Humbug (Barry X Reader)

Drabble (sam x reader)

 Request a Fic

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Requested: No

Warnings: None

Rating: Fluff.

Notes: It’s kind of a Drabble type thing? Just real short, I guess.

Title: Don’t Move.

    “Don’t move!” Y/n’s heart pounds in her chest as she runs forward, alongside Sam, while they see the bright lights of the Impala only a few yards away. “I said don’t move!” The sound of gunshots being fired startles y/n, and her mind slows down. At this rate, they were both going to be caught. She glances at Sam out of the corner of her eyes, her heart breaking at the determination on his face. He couldn’t get sent to jail. Not again, that is. In that moment, y/n smiles softly, releasing her grip on his hand. Everything seems to slow down as Sam turns to look at her, slightly stunned.

    But she’s already running.

    She’s already yards away, on her knees, holding her arms above her head.

    Sam stops suddenly, and stares at her, his eyebrows pulling down in confusion.

    Seconds is all it takes for one of the cops to reach her. He reaches to pull his handcuffs out, and y/n winks; an action Sam can barely see in the moonlight.

   One move is all it takes for chaos to erupt, loud bangs of gunshots filling the silence, the cops that had been moving towards Sam turn around quickly. They hold their guns up, trying to get a shot at y/n. She dances around the cop, diving under and around him, slickly avoiding all his attempts at restraining her. She rarely throws any punches as she does so, glancing back over at Sam.

    In a second the moon is uncovered, and it illuminates the scene, allowing Sam to see her mouth the words: “Go.”

    And so he does. He turns, and runs the rest of the distance to the Impala, leaping in and slamming the door. The car lurches forward and tears past the scene.

    Seconds become minutes as Sam looks out the window, watching y/n’s smile as they lock eyes. She falls to the ground, once more on her knees. She holds her hands above her head, offering her surrender.

    And, in those seconds, it’s too late.

   They are already gone, and Sam is already thinking of how he will save her, how long it’ll take, what will happen to her- but most of all, he can’t help but smile. Y/n never failed to surprise him.

QuoteText (Dean x Reader)

Imagine being Dean’s girlfriend but having a rough patch in your relationship…and later hearing something you wish you hadn’t.

Word count: 649 (this one is short but I plan for the next to be longer)

Warnings: light language

A/N: So since I finally got 100 followers (happy dance), I’ve decided to do this new thing I’m calling “QuoteText”. It’s where I find quotes or poems, song lyrics (etc.), and form them into my writing. This isn’t just going to be a Dean x Reader, I’m going to switch it up day by day. I’ll be posting one everyday, a new story each time. This imagine, however, is going to have a few parts to it (I’ve got a lot I wanna do with it), but I’m not going to post them back to back. I’ll also be doing Harley, Joker, Sam, Cas- pretty much anything to do with spn or Harley and Joker. The quotes are in italics!! I’ll have more inserted next time!


Your P.O.V

 Two years. Two whole year with Dean Winchester’s and your relationship was in the same place it started in. Still. Sam, who happened to be your personal diary and best friend, told you to give it some time. Not to do anything crazy.

  “I’ve been with him for two years, he won’t open up to me. I’m not even sure he loves me,”

  “He loves you Y/N,” yet you had a hard time believing the words he was saying.

 “Really? I wouldn’t know, he hasn’t told me,” you were fed up with being just, there.

 A relationship, it was all you wanted. Apparently Dean wasn’t capable of that. You loved him, more than anything. The three of you had known each other for six or so years after all, around the time Sam was soulless. Lately all Dean did was ignore you. And by lately, it was more like the past two months. Enough was enough. A relationship didn’t just have sex, you had to be open with the other person. And two damn years of “dating”, you’d think this wouldn’t be a problem. But Dean was Dean, and you would never stop loving him. You all were on a hunt in Mississippi, a werewolf had brought the three of you there. Sam and yourself were waiting by Baby while Dean payed for gas.

  “I’m going to talk to him,” a lump formed in your throat.

  “What? Now?” Sam didn’t want an argument, but that was all the two of you did anymore.

  “Yes, now. I’m not going to spend the hunt avoiding each other,” just as you finished, he strolled out of the gas station. “Dean, can we talk?”

  “Can’t it wait?” an irritated look formed on his face, a part of him knew what this conversation would be about.

  “No,” you crossed your arms, if he wanted to have an attitude, you would to.

  “Fine, what about?”  

  “Us,” another eye roll from your boyfriend, if that’s what he was. “What are we exactly?”

  “Don’t do this,” now his face grew softer as he spoke.

  “Why?”

  “Because Y/N, you’re not going to be happy no matter what I say if it’s honest,” your heart dropped, silently you hoped he wouldn’t say what you were terrified to hear.

  “What do you mean?” the lump in your throat grew even bigger.

  “We-,” he made a motion between the two of you, “we aren’t working. Whatever this is-it’s not working,” he wasn’t mad, you weren’t either, but you felt your heart breaking.

  No words. No words could come out of your shaking mind. So you did what you told yourself you’d do, grab your shit and go.

  “Y/N, what are you doing?” Sam’s face grew still, he was walking towards you.

  “She’s leaving,” Dean’s head was hanging low, every fiber of your body knew he was without looking.

  “I can’t stay. I lo-,” suppressing the three words that didn’t mean a thing to him. “I just can’t stay,”


Sam’s P.O.V

  They hugged each other, but continued talking. Old love catching flame again, it was as if time stood still. Neither one of them wanting to leave. I watched from distance. The way she looked at him, and the way he looked at her. Then they said their final goodbye’s. I watched her leave, and him go the other way. But then I saw her turn around to look back at him, but he didn’t look back. She left a piece of her heart in that goodbye. And he took it with him.

  “Why didn’t you tell her,” I was shocked he let her walk away.

  “Tell her what? How much I love her and need her?” he slid into the driver’s seat, and I the passenger.

  “Yes, Dean. Why didn’t you tell her the truth?” I knew he loved her, he’d told me.

  “Because Sam, no good comes to anybody that loves us. I had to-”

  “Break her heart,” still in disbelief as I finished my brothers sentence, I watched in the side mirror as she climbed into a truck and drive away in the opposite direction.


Imagine watching the Super Bowl with Sam and Dean

Sam walked in, placing a big plate of nachos on the coffee in on the table before sitting down beside you, sandwiching you between the brother.

“Who are you betting on?” Dean asked, “Panthers or Broncos?”

“Panthers,” you and Sam replied in unison, high-fiving once you did.

Dean raised an eyebrow, “Want to make a bet?”

“I’m listening.”

“If Broncos win, you give me a massage,” he told you, “If it’s Panthers, I’ll give you one.”

“What about me?” Sam asked.

“You don’t have to do anything if Broncos win. If Panthers do… I’ll get you a dog.”

“Deal,” you and Sam agreed, instantly.