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Shots Fired

Word Count: 2440

Pairing: FBI Agent Dean x Pharmacist Reader

Warnings: Language, Violence, Some Angst, Some Fluff

A/N: Written for @dancingalone21 ‘s funny quote challenge. My quote was: “That attitude right there. That’s why I always got the extra cookie.” Also written for @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms Shit My Patient’s Say challenge. I used a ton of quotes from that one. They’re all bolded. 

A/N 2: Unbeta’d and unedited. Probably a shit ton of mistakes. My bad.

A/N 3: Most/All of the stories in here aside from being robbed (at gunpoint anyway) have happened to me in my career. More than once. Fun times. 


You left your 12 and a half hour shift at the pharmacy over 30 minutes late. Some asshole had decided to wait until 9:00 to come get their prescription filled that they needed right that second. Of course, they’d had the prescription in their hand for over three weeks. Not that you could turn them down. Your district manager would surely find out and chew your ass out for it the next day.

Grabbing your bags and sliding out of your car you realized Dean wasn’t home yet either. Your husband’s Impala was nowhere to be seen. Ever since he’d taken a job as an FBI agent, he’d been working crazy hours too. The two of you barely saw each other anymore and it sucked. Sighing, you trudged into the house and dropped your stuff, kicking off your shoes. You made your way into the kitchen, grabbing all the junk food you could find and a bottle of Captain Morgan before throwing yourself in a heap on the couch.

You were mindlessly watching TV when Dean came home, discarding his jacket and tie before he lifted your legs and sat down, resting your legs in his lap. “Rough day?”

“Whatever gave you that idea?”

“The completely eaten bag of chips, the leftover ketchup on the plate where you probably had a frozen cheeseburger, oh and the uh…half drunk bottle of Captain Morgan that was totally full yesterday.” Dean pointed to the bottle in your hand and you rolled your eyes, sarcastically scoffing into the air.

“Good job, detective.

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It Wasn’t a Mistake

Summary: When Y/N turns a drunk Dean down, she regrets nothing seeing he never remembered what he said. But she finds herself in the same situation he was when she’s drugged up on medication for an injury. How will he react?

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, swearing, talk of blood, injury, high of medication, fluff, smut

Word Count; 3,956

Request:  Could you do a fic where the reader initially turns dean down but is on meds for an injury & is all dopey & tells dean she loves him & tries to kiss him & he pushes her off so not to take advantage but he’s really happy & the next day she’s totally embarrassed & tells dean to forget it for the usual angsty reasons, but Sam tells her how excited dean was & then smut? Absolutely love all ur fics, you’re amazing! No pressure whatsoever to write this if u don’t like it or ur too busy etc. :) -Anonymous 

A/N: This is my submission to @buckysmetallicstump Disney Quote Challenge. Mine was 20. Ladies don’t start fights, they finish them. This is not beta read as I just finished this today. I hope y’all enjoy feedback is welcomed as always!

Originally posted by spn-fandoms



Sitting in a booth in the back of the dive bar you watched Sam and Dean playing pool. Well it was more on the lines hustling pool rather than actually playing. They both had a beer in their hands as the watched the drunk bikers try to play. Sam had assured you that this would be their last round, but if they kept their winning streak up they would be there much longer. So until they were ready to go, you were going to sit back and drink your pina-colada until they were ready to go.

Minutes turned into another hour and you were getting pretty tired of waiting. While lost in your own world Dean snuck up behind you and grabbed both your shoulder. You immediately went reaching for the pistol hidden in your jacket, but stopped as soon as Dean sat across from you. His cheeks were flushed as he laughed taking another sip out of his beer.

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Day 13: Favourite Bobby scene

Day 13: Bobby was one of my favourite characters and there were way too many scenes that I loved with him in, so here’s just a few:

(Can I just express the joy I felt now when I just spent 30 mins going back and watching random Bobby scenes. I physically couldn’t pick one, basically every scene with Bobby in was my favourite. What was your favourite Bobby scene?)

A/N: Requests for one shots would be really appreciated (I feel like especially in the mood to write some Lucifer)

Whiskey and Blood - Dean x Reader x Sam

Part Of: Ana’s Shit My Patients Say Challenge @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms Prompt: 15. Uhh about a 15 out of 10 Trigger Warnings: Reader injury, violence, blood, stitches, alcohol use, language, foot in the crotch, blow job male receiving, oral sex female receiving, and smut.

Since Sam was sick with bronchitis he was forced by Dean and Y/n to stay at the bunker with Castiel. Y/n went with her boyfriend Dean on a case which had Dean both happy and nervous. When Dean first found the case he had planned on going alone, but she wouldn’t have it. “Y/n I can still go alone you can stay with Sam” Dean said. “I’m coming Dean, stop trying to stop me, five people are already dead, you need help” she said. He knew she was right, even though he scared she’d get hurt he had to bring her with him. The case was in Piedmont North Dakota so it wasn’t that far away. Dean liked taking Y/n on road trips, when she sat sideways in the front seat she’d put her legs on his lap. When he started to get mesmerized by the road she put her foot on his crotch. She’d rub his cock with her foot and massage his cock with her toes. Which was what she was doing at the moment, “you good baby” she asked. “Yeah, shit you’ve gotta stop, or I’m gonna get hard” he said she nodded and moved her foot off him.

They got to Piedmont ND and went to the local police department and found out about another body. It was the same mo the body was drained of all blood but not thru holes in the neck. There were shallow cuts on the arms and legs, “so what would do this some kind of satanic cult” the detective said. “I guess it’s possible, or they want us to think that” Y/n, while she spoke with the witness. Dean went to check out the bodies in the morgue, all six were the same, shallow cuts on the arms and legs and all blood drained.

Dean and Y/n got to the hotel and she immediately got out of her FBI clothes and he went to get food. He came back with the food and saw her laying on the bed in shorts and a tank top. “Shit woman are trying to kill me” he said laughing, they sat down at the table and ate their burgers and fries. “Dean what do you think we’re dealing with, is it vampires” she said, “I’m thinking ghoul” he said. They were getting ready for bed when Dean’s phone rang and it was the detective telling him there was another death. “I narrowed down a search area, I’ll give the local detectives these three locations and we’ll take the rest” Dean said.

The first two locations were empty so Dean and Y/n head to the last location on the list. They went in the house, it was dark and gloomy and smelled like blood, “this is the place” Dean said. They pulled their guns out, Dean went in first and followed behind him, they saw blood on the floor. They left the door open a bit in case they needed a quick exit. “I’m not sure if there’s anything here, let’s split up, you look upstairs I’ll take down here” Dean said. “Are you sure” she asked, “yeah if there’s anything here it’ll be down here” he said. She thought they should stay together but it was her first hunt so she just did what he said.

She went upstairs carefully, each time she stepped she felt the boards creak and move under her feet. When she got to the top of the stairs it was darker than it was downstairs, even with her flashlight. The first two rooms she checked were empty, meanwhile downstairs Dean had found the three ghouls and he stabbed one and it ran away. While Dean was busy with the other two ghouls, the one he stabbed managed to get upstairs. Y/n came out of one of the rooms and walked right into the injured ghoul. She held her gun out in front of her and pulled the trigger, the bullet missed the ghoul entirely. The ghoul lunged at her tackling her to the floor and sunk it’s knife into her abdomen. She screamed in pain and grabbed her gun and fired it in the ghouls chest and it fell dead on top of her.

Dean heard the gunshots and killed the last ghoul and ran upstairs and found her on the floor with a dead ghoul on top of her. He pulled the dead body off her, “Y/n you okay baby” he said brushing her hair behind her ear. “I killed it Dean” she said, “yeah I saw, you did great sweetheart” he said, that’s when he saw the blood on her shirt. “You’re bleeding are you hurt” he said, “it stabbed me, it’s not that deep, I fought him off, but it still hurts” she said. He pulled her shirt up and shined his flashlight on it, he saw lots of blood but from the position of the wound it didn’t hit any major organs. She was going to need stitches and she hated needless, he gently pressed a rag against her injury. “Okay we’ve gotta get you off the floor and out to the car” he said, “can you walk” he asked. “Yeah I think so, but Dean, can you help me up” she said, “yeah, of course sweetheart, give me your hands and on 1, 2, and 3” he said. He gently pulled her hands as she pushed with her legs, and he got her up off the floor. He guided her to the stairs holding the flashlight out in front of them. They got to the top of the stairs and they stopped, “can you make it down ok, or do you want me to carry you” he said. “I can do it as long as you help me” she said. Dean put the flashlight in his mouth and put one hand on her back and he took her hand in the other and he helped her down the stairs. Once they got to the bottom, they went straight to the door and opened it and he led her to the car. He opened the back door and helped her lay down in the back seat. He got in the driver’s seat and he started driving back to the hotel. “How you doing back there sweetheart” he said, “ok I guess” she said. “On a scale of one to ten how’s your pain” he said, “ughh 15 out of 10” she said.

When they got back to the hotel, he helped her out of the car and he didn’t ask that time he just picked her up and carried her to the hotel room and closed the door with his foot. He gently laid her on the bed and he gathered all the supplies he’d need to do her stitches. He brought the stuff over and put in on the nightstand and her eyes widened when she saw the needle. “Dean does it really need stitches, I really hate needles” she said. “I know that’s why the whiskey” he said, pouring some on the needed thread he was using to sanitized them. He poured her a shot and gave it to her, then a second, and a third shot. “Okay baby, keep your eyes closed I’m gonna start now” he said, he stuck the needle in and stitched her up, stitch by stitch.

“Alright sweetheart I’m all done” Dean said, she opened her eyes and looked at her stitches. “You did a great job with these” she said, “you deserve a reward, lay down and drop your pants” she said. “Yes ma'am” he said and he unfastened his pants and kicked them off and he laid down on the bed. She got in a position that wouldn’t hurt her stitches and she slid her hand in his boxers and pulled his cock out. She lowered her head and brought his tip to her mouth and licked the tip. She took him in her mouth and hollowed her cheeks and he gently thrust his hips up slowly fucking her mouth. “Fuck sweetheart you gotta stop that or this is gonna end quick, and I wanna cum in that pretty little pussy” he said.

She took him out of her mouth, “I don’t think I can ride you, as bad as I want to it’ll hurt my stitches” She said. “Oh we’re not anywhere near that yet, I’m gonna make you feel real good” Dean said. He guided her down on the bed and kissed from her lips down to her neck. He sucked on her pulse point making her moan, he carefully snaked a hand under her back and unhooked her bra and pulled it off. He kissed down her neck to her breast, he put her nipple in his mouth and sucked it. He took her other nipple between his finger and thumb and tweaked and pinched it. “Dean, ahh” she moaned, she put her hands on the back of his head and neck.

Dean switched nipples and gave each nipple the same attention while she writhed underneath him. He kissed down to her stomach being aware of her stitches, he moved towards the top of her pants. He unfastened her pants and slid them down her legs, kissing the exposed skin as he went. He pulled her panties off and threw them away and he gently pushed her legs apart. He kissed her slit and dipped his tongue into her pussy, “fuck sweetheart you’re so wet already” he said. He opened her pussy lips with his tongue and licked her clit making her moan and tangle her fingers in his hair. “Dean, Dean, please” she moaned, “it’s okay I’ve got you” he said into her pussy. The vibration rattled through her pussy causing her to cum all over his tongue, “Dean fuck yes, yes” she screamed. He attached his lips around her clit and sucked it while she rode out her orgasm. “Told you I had you sweetheart” Dean said with her cum dripping down the smirk on his face.

Dean moved up to her lips and kissed her, she tasted her own cum on his lips. “I need you’re cock in me please, I want to, I need to have your cock in me” she said. “Are you sure you’re ok, I don’t want to hurt you” he said. “As long as you don’t go to hard I’ll be fine, please Dean, I need you” she said. “Okay but if at anytime you’re in any pain you tell me” he said. “I will I promise” she said, he kissed her lips as he slid his cock into her entrance. She grabbed his arms and squeezed as he slowly slid all the way in and he kissed her lips while she adjusted to him filling her. She pulled out of the kiss, “Dean, move baby” she said, he kissed her lips once more before he thrust into her. His thrusts started slow, not wanting to hurting her, “Dean please, please” she said. He thrust harder building a steady pace, “yes Dean, yes” she screamed.

Y/n wrapped her legs around him and she got a pain in her right side, she put her left leg down. She moved her right leg only over him, she dug her heel into his back pushing him deeper into her pussy. Dean felt his cock twitch and his balls tighten and he knew he was close. He put his hand between their bodies and rubbed her clit with his thumb. With the combination of him rubbing her clit and his thrusts her orgasm ripped through her. “Fuck, Dean, yes yes” she screamed, her pussy clenched around his cock milking him of all everything he had. He rolled off her and fell back on the bed, “you good sweetheart” he panted, “on a scale of one to ten” she said, “ok” he said, “100 outta 10” she said. “Thanks sweetheart I tried, I thought I was too worried about hurting you, I was just hoping you were gonna cum” he said. “Dean baby I always cum when you fuck me” Y/n said, “and as soon as I get these stitches out I’m gonna ride you till your eyes pop out” she said. “Fuck, we’re going straight home in the morning and Cas is gonna heal that so we can hit round two” Dean said.

Tagging my girl’s 💋 @baymella4eva @twdjunkie2 @totallypaletrash @deanjensengirlmaggie @samgirlcarmen @bulletscrossbowpie

Let the hunt begin.

Characters: Dean, Reader, Sam and an unnamed character

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Some angst, talks of nightmares and things that make people afraid.

Summary: Sam and Dean roll into a town for a case, which is the mysterious disappearance of young children. Suddenly, the circumstances is all too familiar taking him back to when he was five years old and scared beyond his wits. There’s a reason why he hates witches so much and this is it.

A/N: This is for @sleepywinchester​ (Elsie)’s URL Challenge. My URL is basic af so I asked for a prompt and I got, ‘She never misses, she never quits, and never loses. If you’re alive, it’s because she wants you alive.’ I had fun with this and playing with the whole Easter thing. You like? Let me know because I love feedback, like so much!” Lots of love xx

Originally posted by canonspngifs

Easter eggs. That’s what he had heard the little boy, who had survived, tell Sam before he fazed out. A shudder passed through his body and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. Suddenly, he wasn’t a big bad hunter anymore, he was a scared five year old, bleeding all over his tiny body from thorn pricks.

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New to This

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1408

Warning: FLUFF, Dean being a sugar-coated smol bean, Dean defending a burger

Summary: Dean and Y/N have been friends all of their life and are finally coming to terms with their feelings for each other. How will the relationship life treat them?

A/N: This is my piece for Lau’s AU Funny Quote Challenge. My Quote was “I think you pissed off my sandwich” Dean. Congrats on 2,000 followers, sugar! Thanks for letting me participate @dancingalone21 :)

Originally posted by supernaturalismykryptonite

Life in Kansas was as boring and normal as you’d expect. You couldn’t get anymore boring than a girl growing up in a small town with the family business set as her future. Don’t get too excited. The family business was a kitchen remodeling shop that only sold in the surrounding county.

As you can see there wasn’t much going for Y/N, but that never stopped her from dreaming. She resented the family business. She wanted to do something to make a difference in the world. There was only one person that supported her dreams. It was her long time best friend, Dean Winchester.

They had both grown up in Lawrence, Kansas together. Dean’s dad owned the mechanic shop and his mother was a teacher. The Winchesters had lived in the house next to the Y/L/Ns. Dean and Y/N became friends the moment they had met each other. They had instantly clicked, and dean vowed to protect Y/N no matter what.

As they got older, Y/N and Dean began to bond over the wish to do something more then take on what was expected of them. Through high school they pushed each other to do better, so they could both follow their dreams. They were there for each other through everything. Whenever one suffered a breakup they other would be their as a shoulder to cry on, or in Dean’s case to beat someone up. Around Junior year, things had changed. Neither Y/N nor Dean dated. When asked why they didn’t date, they simply said it was to keep up with their studies. Little did they know everyone saw how they looked at each other when the other wasn’t looking. Their long friendship had grown into something more, but both were too occupied to notice.

Dean and Y/N were ecstatic on their graduation day. Both had succeeded in achieving their dreams. They had both committed to the University of Kansas and had gotten great scholarships. Now they were going to be able to live out their dreams together while still keeping close to their families.
It wasn’t until their second year of college that Y/N realized her feelings for her best friend. It was right after final exams when they had decided to have a celebratory lunch at their favorite diner. They had been roommates since the beginning, and Y/N couldn’t be happier. She loved having Dean around to make her laugh and to get her to relax when school became too stressful.
Dean felt the same way. He had been hiding his feelings for months because he didn’t think she felt the same. He finally decided he was going to tell her once they had more time.

The diner they went to had the feel of an old film from the fifties. “It seems like we haven’t been here in forever!” Y/N exclaimed excitedly as she looked around. “Yeah, this place definitely brings back memories.” Dean smiled wistfully at her as she looked around. She looked back at him, “What are you thinking about? What’s your favorite memory from here?” Dean’s mind immediately went through all of the times you both had spent in the diner as kids. Dean and Y/N went to the diner for just about anything from studying to healing broken hearts. This one diner held so many memories and Dean thought it was the perfect place to tell Y/N how he feels. Since they had spent so much time there the waitress went to get them their usual. Y/N got a chicken sandwich with a side of curly fries and a milkshake. Dean got a burger with a side of french fries and a soda.

Y/N was swaying and humming to the fifties music playing in the background looking out the window as Dean watched her with a smile on her face. “God, I love you.” Y/N’s head whipped around, her face covered in shock. The two sat in silence for a while before Dean spoke up. “I-I’m sorry, Y/N/N. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I know you don’t feel the same, so just forget everything I said.” Dean’s face was covered in a blush as he looked everywhere except for Y/N. He noticed out of the corner of his eye Y/N getting out of the booth. He thought he had ruined everything and she was trying to get away from him. The only thought running through his head was ‘Did I just lose my best friend?’, and it was the worst thought he had ever had.

Dean was astounded when the seat dipped next to him and she grabbed his hand. “Hey, don’t beat yourself up De. Why do you think I haven’t dated anyone else in the last three years? I love you too. I just wasn’t sure if you felt the same.” This was the happiest moment in Dean’s life. Dean chuckled, “So does that mean I can call you my girlfriend now, sweetheart?” She smiled, the brightest smile ever, “I thought you’d never ask, sweet cheeks.” Dean groaned as she laughed. “We are definitely gonna have to think of a new nickname for you to call me, because ‘sweet cheeks’ isn’t making the cut sugar.” Dean grumbled at her. She laughed him off as their food arrived.

Everything smelled delicious and Dean dug right in. Y/N glanced over at his plate and saw a beautifully, juicy burger. Another reason Dean and Y/N got along so well was their love of burgers and pie (of course). “Yum, that looks so good!” Y/N almost drooled as she eyed Dean’s plate. “I don’t know if you’d appreciate this majesty, sweetheart.” Dean smirked not looking up from his burger. “Come on, De! I just want a bite, please?” She hit him with her best puppy dog eyes.

“Ugh, fine, but I’m only giving you the first bite because you’re really adorable and I love you.” Y/N was practically jumping out of her seat. “YAY! I love you and I know that giving away the first bite of your burger is a big step for you, so I want you to know that I really appreciate you sharing this special moment with me.” Dean rolled his eyes. “You’re such a dork.” Y/N nodded in agreement. “Yes, but now I’m your dork,” she smiled. She went in for the bite and puts it back on Dean’s plate. Nodding her head until a disgusted look appears on her face. “Ugh, what’s on that burger?” Y/N asked as she tried to rid her mouth of the horrid taste.

Dean took a bite of the burger to see what Y/N’s issue was. “Mmmmh, this is the most delicious burger I have ever tasted.” Dean almost moaned at how good it was. “Let me see.” Y/N check under the bun to find her worst food enemy: mushrooms. “That’s why it tasted so bad. There are mushrooms on it.” Dean looked down at his food in confusion. His burger had looked like an angry, old man. The top bun being his head, the mushrooms his eyes, and the pickle his tongue. “I think you pissed off my sandwich.” The fact that Y?N called his miraculous burger disgusting finally registered in Dean’s head. “How is this disgusting? This is by far the best burger I have ever tasted. Also, how do you hate mushrooms? You really don’t even taste them.” Y/N gagged, “of course you can taste them, and their fungus so why would you eat them in the first place?” Dean was beginning to get protective of his burger. “Because they add a nice element to the burger that brings it to a whole new level.”

Y/N breaks out laughing. “What is so funny?” Dena was a little concerned for his girlfriend. In between breaths Y/N said, “I can’t believe our first fight as a couple is over burger toppings. We’re like an old married couple already. Dean realizes how silly they were being and began to chuckle along with Y/N.

“That’s just how we are, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. About that whole, old married couple thing, maybe one day we will be. I can’t wait to see where we go together. I love you so much, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Dean.”


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“Dodging Incoming Hype Sleigh” or “MatriX-Mas” -?

Another Draw the Squad lmao

also those beads around the guy-suppose-to-be-the-christmas-tree are tree lights (i should’ve used references for the sleigh but its too late now ;;v;)

no need to ask, but do mention me/tag my username on your post so i can see it too~

My Best Friend’s Brother

Summary: You’re not prepared when your best friend and roommate’s handsome as hell brother shows up on your doorstep, and you quickly realise the attraction isn’t one sided.

Words: 3.4k

Sam x Reader

Warnings: AU (no hunting), smut, reader gender unspecified

A/N: this was written for @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog‘s Tropes Challenge - my trope was Best Friend’s Brother

“Uh, Dean?” you called over your shoulder into the apartment you shared with your best friend, never taking your eyes off of the man at the door.

He couldn’t be Dean’s little brother. Dean’s little brother was all limbs, a lanky, gangly kid; he had puppy-dog eyes and hand-me-down band tees.

The person in front of you, though… this tall, strong, gorgeous man, couldn’t be Sammy.

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Art challenge by @soupery:

I’d really, really, really like to do some more of these!

Just tell me a pairing with the pose (for example Daisuga - C4) per instant messenger (im still struggling with the ask box…) and hopefully I’ll draw ‘em!

The Virtues of Sin

Summary: Your parish has a new priest.

Author: Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters: Father Dean Winchester x female reader

Word Count: 1855

Warnings: nsfw, explicit language, explicit sexual content, oral sex (male receiving), a Catholic priest breaking his vows (seriously, if this idea offends you - DO NOT READ THIS), unprotected sex

Author’s Notes: You can thank (or get mad at) @nichelle-my-belle and @eyes-of-a-disney-princess for helping plant this thought in my head. Written for @torn-and-frayed Songs of Supernatural Season 3 Challenge. My song was Hell’s Bells by AC/DC.

Originally posted by justjensenanddean

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