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holylulusworld·7 hours agoText
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Summary: After pining for you for years Dean final makes a step at Valentine’s Day.

Request: Could you write Dean x Reader for mutual pining? Also, as an extra layer can the reader be someone who likes to sing and has a nice voice and Dean wand to hear her scream his name?

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam Winchester

Warnings: mutual pining, fluff, language, smut, unprotected sex, voyeurism (non-sexual)

A/N: Lyrics by the Police (Every breath you take)

6000 Followers BINGO CARD kink: Mutual Pining

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“Morning beautiful.” Dean husks, stumbling into the kitchen as you fry bacon for breakfast. While you are busy to check on the information Sam dug out Dean opens the fridge to pull out the Chinese leftovers from a week ago.

“Dean, I wouldn’t eat that if I were you.” Warning your friend, you chuckle as he takes a bite to spit it out, shuddering.

Smirking Sam cocks a brow, tilting his head to get a good look at Dean’s neck. 

“Is that a hickey?” Sam asks, giving you a knowing look as you turn around to have a good look at Dean’s neck. Gently brushing your thumb over Dean’s neck, you smile as he shivers under your touch.

“Yes, it is, Sam. Dean was busy again…huh?” Teasing your friend, you slap his ass squeezing it tightly and Dean growls low in his throat.

“It was Valentine’s Day. I can’t help it if I’m a hopeless romantic.” Smirking Dean eyes you up and down.” 

“You got half of that right.” Sam retorts, giving you a wink as you continue frying your bacon, trying so hard to not look flustered at Dean’s words.

“Just doing my civic duty. Helping a single lady to find true love and all.” Now Dean moves behind you, placing his hands on each side of your body to look over your shoulder at the bacon.

“Looks good, Sweetheart. So pretty and rosy.”

Husking the words Dean smirks as he can see your breathing quicken. “That’s my bacon, Winchester. You have to earn it if you want to touch it.”

 “What did you do, Y/N? I bet Sam was in his room, snuggled up his blanket, watching something dirty on his laptop.” Standing closer to you Dean presses his body against yours, humming as you get the bacon out.

“Dude! Don’t ask a lady what she did on Valentine’s Day.” Sam wants to help you out, but you shrug, sighing heavily.

“So…what did you do yesterday, Sweetheart?” Dean asks once again as you shrug, not looking at your friend.

“I was snuggled into my pillow and watched porn…alone…lonely…desperate…” Sighing you grab a plate with bacon as you pass Sam by. “I tried anything to get off, but ended up disappointed and unsatisfied…” 

Waving at Dean you walk out of the kitchen, swaying your hips on purpose and Dean runs after you, calling your name…

One day before…Valentine’s Day…

Swaying to the music you close your eyes, holding the card you received from your ‘secret’ admirer to your heart, a smile on your lips.

While you start singing along to your favorite song Dean leans against the doorframe, admiring your voice once again.

Sometimes he imagines making you cry out his name. Voice hoarse, begging him for more.

Every breath you take and every move you make

Every bond you break, every step you take, I’ll be watching you

Every single day and every word you say

Every game you play, every night you stay, I’ll be watching you

Oh, can’t you see you belong to me

How my poor heart aches with every step you take

Dean’s eyes roam your body, hanging on your face as your lips move. He barely recognizes you walk toward him, a smirk on your lips as you hold the card to his face.

“Secret admirer?” Glancing at the rose in his hand you blink a few times as Dean reluctantly nods.

For the first time in his life, Dean doesn’t know what to say to a woman to win her over. “Why now?”

“I know you for four years now and never said a word but last month…” Remembering the hunt you nod. 

Dean and you got hurt badly and you barely made it. Well, you only made it as Castiel was fast enough to heal your broken body. 

“I was so scared and realized that pining much longer won’t do any good.” Shuffling on his feet Dean looks at you to hand you the single red rose. “I wanted you to know that I would like to spend Valentine’s Day with you.”

“Dean…” Smiling you take the rose out of his hands to smell the beautiful flower. “I was scared too. For a moment I thought I lost you and never told you about my feelings.” Stepping closer you peck his lips.

“We could have dinner. I tried to cook and all…” Stammering Dean points toward the kitchen and you nod but you fist his shirt to bring him down for another kiss. 

“Later…”

“Later?” Eyebrows furrowed Dean gasps as you wrap your arms around him to jump into his arms.

“Later, Dean. I am watching you from afar for way too long. I want this to be more than a one-night thing…”

Pinned to the bed, your hands pawing at his back you watch Dean’s face contort in pleasure as he moves inside of you. 

The noises he makes are almost inhuman and you are pretty sure he never called out any girl’s name with that much desperation.

Your lips meet halfway as you wrap your legs around his waist, making the intimacy almost unbearable.

Eyes meeting Dean’s you arch your back and you do what Dean was hoping for. - You cry out his name when you reach the peak and it’s the most beautiful sound he ever heard.

Voice hoarse you praise him, calling out for more as his warmth fills you.

“Did I ever tell you that I love your voice?” Nibbling at Dean’s neck you laugh as he tells you how often he dreamed of hearing you call his name.

For a moment you just lay there in silence, Dean’s face buried in your neck, both of you panting you enjoy the afterglow.

“I want you to know this is not a one-time thing to me, Y/N. I always wanted to be with you. It’s stupid to wait for a monster to almost kill you and me.” 

Now…

Running after you Dean groans as your ass bounces up and down while you try to outrun the hunter. Giggling you round the library table, but Dean is faster.

Lunging forward he picks you up to carry you toward his room, a triumphal smirk on his lips as he passes his brother by.

“Now you know how my girl spent Valentine’s Day, Sammy.”

“…and how my man spent the day…” You add, winking at Sam.

“I already knew how both of you spent the day, I am not deaf…” Sam laughs, walking toward his room while Dean exclaims pining for you was not a waste of time…

Read Sam’s version here: Civic Duty - Sam

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holylulusworld·12 hours agoAnswer
(Sorry in advance) but it’s currently 2am for me and all I can think about was when and who was oral done to/with also when did kinks start, like what century. Did it always just exist or did one day some one go “oh, I’m sexually aroused by this strange thing” or “oh, you know what would be fun putting some one else’s genitals in my mouth”.Like what? Once again sorry but I just couldn’t get this thought out of my head.

HAHAHA! Best ask ever, hun.

Oral sex wasn’t actually popularized till the 1970s and got brought into the mainstream by Deep Throat (a movie). But according to the history of arts there are traces of oral even in ancient Egypt. It has a long history that dates back thousands of years, to quote this site: Origin of oral

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holylulusworld·12 hours agoAnswer
season 15 is coming back mid march for the person that was confused ❤️

Hi there! Thanks for the hint. Anon was desperate believing there are only 11 Episode.

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holylulusworld·12 hours agoText

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Summary: After two years of radio silence your former best friend finally sends you a letter. An invitation to his wedding. The man who never wanted to settle down wants to marry someone who isn’t you. Will you attend his wedding? Will you bear the pain of losing him forever? Will you find someone new? And even more important can you hide the secret you have?

Pairing: former Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader (platonic?), Dean x Lisa

Warnings: angst (heavy), unrequited love, heartbreak, sadness, flashbacks (including smut), a secret, lies, tears, more to come

This is partially an AU but the Winchesters and the reader were/are hunters.

UPDATE EVERY SUNDAY!


Part 1 - The invitation

Part 2 - Plus One

Part 3 - Sharing a secret

Part 4 - Long time no see

Part 5 - Old feelings, new developments

Part 6 - Fight or flight?

Part 7 - The decision

Part 8 - The missing pieces *

Part 9 - Never looking back

Part 10 - My happy ending - Speak now (Dean’s ending)

Part 10 - My happy ending - Defeaning Silence (Sam’s ending)


* includes light smut


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My best friends wedding

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Series is complete…

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holylulusworld·12 hours agoText

THIS IS THE ‘BAD’ ENDING

Summary: After two years of radio silence your former best friend finally sends you a letter. An invitation to his wedding. The man who never wanted to settle down wants to marry someone who isn’t you. Will you attend his wedding? Will you bear the pain of losing him forever? Will you find someone new? And even more important can you hide the secret you have?

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Dean x Lisa, Sam x Reader, Crowley, Castiel, Jody Mills, Donna Hanscum, Rowena

Warnings: angst, sadness, lies, betrayal, fluff, fake pregnancy, this should be the bad ending but not for the reader

My best friends wedding Masterlist 


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“CASTIEL! You stupid angel, come here!” Anger radiates through Crowley’s vessel and his eyes turn crimson once again as he uses all his strength to let the whole building shake.

Cracks appear all over the walls, almost reaching the ceiling. “I swear to your shitty god, if you do not bring your feathered ass here soon, I’ll kill that bitch, let my hellhounds feast on her rotten body and soul.”

Panting, exhausted and pissed as hell Crowley sits on the floor, not knowing how to get out to warn you and Dean.

“Son of a freaking bitch, Dean Winchester! How can you be that stupid and get involved with a Succubus like Lisa Braeden; even the name sounds disgusting on my tongue…”

Scratching his beard Crowley gets back up, pacing around the room, as far as the devil’s trap allows him to do so until he finally remembers he’s existing in the 21st century.

Okay. That’s is ridiculous, Crowley. You are one king of hell.” Laughing about his stupidity he gets his phone out, dialing Castiel’s number only to throw it against the wall. “Bloody hell! No service? Are you fucking kidding me?”

Sitting back on the floor, crossing his legs Crowley folds his hands, hating himself as he must look like an idiot right now.

“Dear Castiel, this is the king of hell. Would you kindly swing your ass over here along with Moose and get me the fuck out of this devil’s trap to let me snap Lisa Braeden’s neck?”

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“Why are we on the way to this wedding? I thought we have more up our sleeves.” Punching the front seat Donna glares at Jody in the rear-view mirror.

“We can’t just let him marry that awful woman. You didn’t see Y/N broken but I saw her and it wasn’t pleasant at all. Dean and Y/N, that’s how it should be!”

“We all know how you think about Lisa, the wedding and everything in between, but we can’t kill her. Period. Let me think about out on our way. There must be something we can do to make Dean see he has to kick that woman out of his life.” Jody’s face is stoic, but her mind is racing to find a way to make sure Dean will not marry Lisa.

“Fergus should’ve been back for quite a while.” Tapping her fingers onto her spell book Rowena glances at Jody. “Dean texted us about coming to the church as fast as possible, Fergus wanted to follow Lisa and now he’s nowhere to be found. This smells like a trap.”

“Trap? You mean that woman could outsmart your son, the king of hell?” Now Donna is worried too. For hours none of them was able to reach Crowley. “What if she’s planning something and tricked your son. We should call Sam and Castiel.”

“Great, now I am worried about the demon who tried to kill me.” Smirking Jody points toward her phone.

“Donna call Sam, Rowena, you will call Castiel. Whatever is going on, I am afraid the shoe is about to drop, and we won’t like the outcome…”

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“Odd…” Castiel cocks his head, rubbing his forehead as a thin voice comes through once again.

“Is that your new favorite word or is the voice back?” Raising his hand Castiel listens closely. All he can hear is his name and the king of hell.

“Crowley…he’s praying to me and ouch…he’s yelling now. I understood Lisa, trap and feathered ass…” Laughing Sam nods, dialing Crowley’s number.

“Sounds like our favorite demon, Cas. Try to find him, I’ll try to reach Donna and Jody. If Lisa pulled another stunt we need to strike fast and hard. Whatever we need to do to stop Dean from hurting Y/N, I’ll do so…” Castiel watches Sam’s face worriedly.

He can sense the worry and fear inside his friend and asks himself if there’s only friendship behind those feelings or more…

With shaking fingers, you cover your mouth, holding back the tears as you lean against the wall. For the first time in years, you believed you can finally find your happy ending only to get punched in the guts once again.

Sniffling you hear Dean’s voice grow louder. He’s almost yelling by now but then he falls silent and you know Lisa is close to winning him over once again.

“Lis’, I have a child with Y/N. I love her and you must admit we never were happy. I know you don’t know or love me, Lisa. Just let me go, set me free…” Dean’s eyes widen as Lisa gets the faked ultrasound picture her friend gave her out.

“You are going to be a daddy soon, Dean. Aren’t you happy, Baby? Wasn’t that your dream for years? I sold your car to make sure we can buy a safer one.” Smiling sweetly Lisa steps closer, placing her hand onto Dean’s heart.

“Lisa…”

“We had ups and downs, but we never parted ways. This woman out there left you for years and now she comes here to destroy our relationship and wedding. She is the bad person, the snake in our paradise, Dean.” Lisa’s eyes are full of hatred while she fakes a smile.

“I need to talk to Y/N. Can you wait here?” Grasping for the door handle Dean feels his hand tremble. “I’ll be back soon…”

“Don’t take too long. We are going to marry in two hours, Dean.”

“Two hours…” Nausea wells up to Dean’s stomach as he steps out of the room to find you standing near the front door of the church.

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“Y/N…”

“I heard everything, Dean…” Wiping a few tears away you turn around to place the ring into his hand. “Don’t say a word, Dean. Just listen.” Pressing one finger to his lips you give him a cracked smile.

“Dean, I love you, always have but I can’t live with that woman in my life. Even if you do not marry her, if she is having your child, you want to visit her, and I can’t bear the thought.” Taking a deep breath, you meet his eyes.

“Last time I waited for you to decide, to choose, Dean. This time I’ll make it easier for you. I will drive with Baby to the airport. My flight is in two and a half hours. I will wait for you to come to me, Dean.” Closing your eyes for a moment you let the tears roll down your cheeks.

“If you do not come, never try to contact me again. Choose me, Dean. Love me this time instead of that woman. Come home to me and your child. Lara is waiting way too long to meet her father, Dean.” Pressing your lips to Dean’s you cup his face.

“I do not give up on you, Dean. This is my way to fight for you.”

Turning your back on Dean you take a deep breath before you step out of the church.

Tears run down your face as you dash toward the Impala, knowing Dean will never come to the airport.

Fate sealed, the battle lost you push Baby to its limit to bring enough space between you and Dean so you must not watch him marry that woman…

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“Finally, you two idiots! Get me out of here!” Crowley yells as Sam and Castiel burst through the door, finding a trapped and beyond pissed Crowley.

“Crowley, what happened?” Sam pants, aiming his gun toward the devil’s trap to destroy one line. “Where is Lisa?”

“That woman trapped me hear as I tried to make her stop! She will tell Dean that she’s pregnant, but it’s a lie, Moose. Now let me find that woman and kill her!” Yelling at Sam the king of hell pants heavily. “Trapped by that stupid woman!”

“Why didn’t you call?” Castiel asks and Crowley loses his composure. Slamming the angel into the wall he glares at Castiel. “I tried feathers. Had no service. Now tell me where to find Dean and Y/N.”

“Dean wanted to meet us at the church, Y/N should be there too.” Nervously dialing Dean’s number Sam curses as he ends on the mailbox. “Dean won’t pick up. I’ll try Y/N’s phone.”

Walking out of the room, an angel and a demon hot on his heels Sam gasps. He can hear you must’ve cried and then you tell him what happened, and Sam needs to sit on the hood as he can hear the hurting in your voice.

“She left…”

“Bloody hell! That’s your fault, angel boy.” Crowley slams his fist into the rented car. “Where is she?”

“Airport.” Sam gasp, hanging up the phone. “What do we do now?”

“Tell me anything Y/N said, and then you and the angel will move your asses to the church and stop Dean. I’ll bring the girl and later…” Smirking Crowley looks Sam straight in the face.

“I will kill Lisa…” One snap of his fingers later Crowley disappears.

“We better hurry, Cas. Dean needs to know Lisa lied about everything. I hate to admit it, but slowly I wish we killed her a long time ago…”

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Shuffling on your feet you silence your phone. Sam tried to reach you three more times but it’s too late. Time is slowly ticking, and Dean only has half an hour left.

The moment you left the church you knew you lost not only a battle; you lost the war.

“I can’t believe you stand here, wait for Squirrel to get his ass out of his head. Lisa lied, my dear. She’s as much pregnant as I am. Now come with me and don’t waste any more time standing around. Get your man!”

Crowley smirks as you look at him, but the look in your eyes tells him you gave up the fight somewhere along the way.

“No more fighting a lost war, Crowley. I gave Dean a choice. It doesn’t matter if that woman is pregnant or not, my friend.” Patting Crowley’s cheek you shrug. “If he decides to stay with her, he never wanted me or my daughter. I have to let him go and move on.”

“Then all this was for nothing…” Falling onto a seat Crowley sighs heavily. “We will lose…”

“I lost a long time ago, Crowley.” Giving the demon a cracked smile, you shrug. “You’ll get used to it, king of hell…”

“I think I need fresh air, my dear. Have a pleasant flight…” With hanging shoulders, Crowley walks out of the airport, not able to look back…

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Stumbling into the church Sam gasps as Dean is looking at his brother with watery eyes.

“Dean, thank god…” Panting Sam tries to explain Lisa lied but Dean drops the ring he bought for you years ago.

“She left me again. Y/N just said I shall choose and left me alone. How can I trust her to be with me for the rest of my life if she just runs off?” Voice cracking Dean tugs at his bow tie.

“Dean, Lisa lied, okay. Whatever she told you, it’s a lie. She trapped Crowley and …” Gasping Sam can see the doubts in Dean’s eyes. “You have to believe me, brother. Let’s get out of here and find Y/N. When I called her, she cried.”

“I cried too, but now I see the picture clear, Sammy. Lisa was right. We had our ups and downs but not for once Lisa left my side. We are a pair for so long. Y/N only shared one night, Sam. I owe Lisa more than to run off with Y/N.”

Turning his back on Sam his brother walks toward the altar. Time is running out and Sam knows he lost the fight.

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While the church fills with the few people attending his wedding Dean refuses to meet his brothers or his friend’s eyes. Concentrating on holding Lisa’s hand he pushes the memories of you away.

“I don’t think I can watch this farce, Cas.” When the priest says ‘speak now’ Sam jumps up, close to yelling ‘stop’ but Dean’s eyes tell him to remain silent so Sam accepts his defeat and lets the deafening silence wash over him.

With a broken heart, he silently walks out of the church the moment Dean says ‘I do’ to the woman not even loving him.

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When the newlyweds leave the church now one congratulates them. Jody, Donna, and Rowena left shortly after Sam stormed out of the church.

Castiel just zapped out of the church, meeting Crowley somewhere out of town to make sure you are safe.

“We lost, my friend.” Crowley hates to admit his defeat while the angel nods silently.

“I never thought it would end like this. Always believed it’s you, me and the Winchester till the end of line or until one of them starts a new apocalypse.”

Laughing the demon shakes the angel’s hand. “It was a pleasure to work with you, Castiel. We meet again…my friend…”

Watching the demon disappear Castiel shrugs his shoulders, knowing this is not the end of the line. At least not for you…

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Time ran out and you feel your heart break all over again. Oddly you can’t cry as somehow relieve washes over you too. It’s over, once for all and you know you can finally move on.

“Y/N…” Sam’s soft voice brings you out of your thoughts. He drops two bags, giving you a cracked smile as you run into his arms to hide your face in his chest.

“What are you doing here, Sammy?”

“I followed your advice. I let my brother marry that woman and found myself a nice girl, the one if you believe in clichés.” Sam whispers and you look up at him.

For the first time, you see something else than friendship in those hazel orbs. For the first time, you see the love in Sam’s eyes and your heart beats faster.

“It has always been you, Y/N. I knew I never would be the one you choose but for once in my life, I will ask you to choose me. Love me, Y/N. Please…” Voice hoarse Sam cups your cheek to press his lips to yours.

“Choose me…please…”

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Epilogue…around one year later…

“Not that fast Lara…” Laughing you watch your daughter chasing after Sam. He stole her favorite toy and now she tries to catch the way faster hunter.

“He’s a fine man, Y/N. Good choice…” Your mother smiles as Sam picks your daughter up, letting her snatch the toy from his hands. “He is, mommy…he is…”

Smiling your walk toward Sam. He returns the smile, wiggling his eyebrows as you jump into his arms.

“I love you, Sammy.”

“Love you too, Baby. Did you hear? Lara called me daddy…” Sniffling you press your lips to Sam’s, relaxing in his arms.

No matter how hard it was to let go of Dean, you never regretted to not stop him.

Sam always chooses you, without needing time to decide. Sam always puts you first and this is what you need. - A man loving you without having doubts.

This is the ‘bad ending’ with Sam. You prefer Dean? Read his version: Part 10 - My happy ending - Speak now

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@spnfamily-j2​, @supernatural-bellawinchester​, @negans-lucille-tblr​​, @deans-baby-momma​, @thefaithfulwriter​​, @squirrelnotsam​​, @roonyxx​​, @neerness​, @deansgirl-1968​, @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester​, @butifulsoul125​, @lyinginthegingerlocks​, @20gayneen@janicho88​, @woodworthti666​, @thevelvetseries​, @dreaminemz​, @akshi8278​, @midnightsilver16830​, @mrspeacem1nusone​, @ria132love​, @caligraphee​, @the-witch-in-silence​, @justanotherwinchester​, @multisuperfandom​, @jason-todd-squad​, @jadesupernatural​, @psychicforest​, @luciathewinchestergirl​, @magssteenkamp​, @palefiregiver​, @tranquility-or-chaos​, @jxackles​, @michellemxndes, @addictedtofictionalcharacters, @gabifernandessn

My best friend’s wedding 

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holylulusworld·13 hours agoText

THIS IS THE ‘GOOD’ ENDING

Summary: After two years of radio silence your former best friend finally sends you a letter. An invitation to his wedding. The man who never wanted to settle down wants to marry someone who isn’t you. Will you attend his wedding? Will you bear the pain of losing him forever? Will you find someone new? And even more important can you hide the secret you have?

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Dean x Lisa, Sam Winchester, Crowley, Castiel, Jody Mills, Donna Hanscum, Rowena

Warnings: angst, sadness, lies, betrayal, fluff, fake pregnancy, cliché happy ending, characters death, the king of hell being his cocky self, hellhounds

A/N: Lyrics by Taylor Swift (Speak Now); This is partially an AU but the Winchesters and the reader were/are hunters.

My best friends wedding Masterlist 

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“CASTIEL! You stupid angel, come here!” Anger radiates through Crowley’s vessel and his eyes turn crimson once again as he uses all his strength to let the whole building shake. 

Cracks appear all over the walls, almost reaching the ceiling. “I swear to your shitty god, if you do not bring your feathered ass here soon, I’ll kill that bitch, let my hellhounds feast on her rotten body and soul.”

Panting, exhausted and pissed as hell Crowley sits on the floor, not knowing how to get out to warn you and Dean.

“Son of a freaking bitch, Dean Winchester! How can you be that stupid and get involved with a Succubus like Lisa Braeden; even the name sounds disgusting on my tongue…”

Scratching his beard Crowley gets back up, pacing around the room, as far as the devil’s trap allows him to do so until he finally remembers he’s existing in the 21st century.

Okay. That’s is ridiculous, Crowley. You are one king of hell.” Laughing about his stupidity he gets his phone out, dialing Castiel’s number only to throw it against the wall. “Bloody hell! No service? Are you fucking kidding me?”

Sitting back on the floor, crossing his legs Crowley folds his hands, hating himself as he must look like an idiot right now.

“Dear Castiel, this is the king of hell. Would you kindly swing your ass over here along with Moose and get me the fuck out of this devil’s trap to let me snap Lisa Braeden’s neck?”

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“Why are we on the way to this wedding? I thought we have more up our sleeves.” Punching the front seat Donna glares at Jody in the rear-view mirror.

“We can’t just let him marry that awful woman. You didn’t see Y/N broken but I saw her and it wasn’t pleasant at all. Dean and Y/N, that’s how it should be!”

“We all know how you think about Lisa, the wedding and everything in between, but we can’t kill her. Period. Let me think about out on our way. There must be something we can do to make Dean see he has to kick that woman out of his life.” Jody’s face is stoic, but her mind is racing to find a way to make sure Dean will not marry Lisa.

“Fergus should’ve been back for quite a while.” Tapping her fingers onto her spell book Rowena glances at Jody. “Dean texted us about coming to the church as fast as possible, Fergus wanted to follow Lisa and now he’s nowhere to be found. This smells like a trap.”

“Trap? You mean that woman could outsmart your son, the king of hell?” Now Donna is worried too. For hours none of them was able to reach Crowley. “What if she’s planning something and tricked your son. We should call Sam and Castiel.”

“Great, now I am worried about the demon who tried to kill me.” Smirking Jody points toward her phone.

“Donna call Sam, Rowena, you will call Castiel. Whatever is going on, I am afraid the shoe is about to drop, and we won’t like the outcome…”

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“Odd…” Castiel cocks his head, rubbing his forehead as a thin voice comes through once again.

“Is that your new favorite word or is the voice back?” Raising his hand Castiel listens closely. All he can hear is his name and the king of hell. 

“Crowley…he’s praying to me and ouch…he’s yelling now. I understood Lisa, trap and feathered ass…” Laughing Sam nods, dialing Crowley’s number.

“Sounds like our favorite demon, Cas. Try to find him, I’ll try to reach Donna and Jody. If Lisa pulled another stunt we need to strike fast and hard. Whatever we need to do to stop Dean from hurting Y/N, I’ll do so…” Castiel watches Sam’s face worriedly. 

He can sense the worry and fear inside his friend and asks himself if there’s only friendship behind those feelings or more…

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With shaking fingers, you cover your mouth, holding back the tears as you lean against the wall. For the first time in years, you believed you can finally find your happy ending only to get punched in the guts once again.

Sniffling you hear Dean’s voice grow louder. He’s almost yelling by now but then he falls silent and you know Lisa is close to winning him over once again.

“Lis’, I have a child with Y/N. I love her and you must admit we never were happy. I know you don’t know or love me, Lisa. Just let me go, set me free…” Dean’s eyes widen as Lisa gets the faked ultrasound picture her friend gave her out.

“You are going to be a daddy soon, Dean. Aren’t you happy, Baby? Wasn’t that your dream for years? I sold your car to make sure we can buy a safer one.” Smiling sweetly Lisa steps closer, placing her hand onto Dean’s heart.

“Lisa…”

“We had ups and downs, but we never parted ways. This woman out there left you for years and now she comes here to destroy our relationship and wedding. She is the bad person, the snake in our paradise, Dean.” Lisa’s eyes are full of hatred while she fakes a smile.

“I need to talk to Y/N. Can you wait here?” Grasping for the door handle Dean feels his hand tremble. “I’ll be back soon…”

“Don’t take too long. We are going to marry in two hours, Dean.” 

“Two hours…” Nausea wells up to Dean’s stomach as he steps out of the room to find you standing near the front door of the church.

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“Y/N…”

“I heard everything, Dean…” Wiping a few tears away you turn around to place the ring into his hand. “Don’t say a word, Dean. Just listen.” Pressing one finger to his lips you give him a cracked smile.

“Dean, I love you, always have but I can’t live with that woman in my life. Even if you do not marry her, if she is having your child, you want to visit her, and I can’t bear the thought.” Taking a deep breath, you meet his eyes.

“Last time I waited for you to decide, to choose, Dean. This time I’ll make it easier for you. I will drive with Baby to the airport. My flight is in two and a half hours. I will wait for you to come to me, Dean.” Closing your eyes for a moment you let the tears roll down your cheeks.

“If you do not come, never try to contact me again. Choose me, Dean. Love me this time instead of that woman. Come home to me and your child. Lara is waiting way too long to meet her father, Dean.” Pressing your lips to Dean’s you cup his face. 

“I do not give up on you, Dean. This is my way to fight for you.”

Turning your back on Dean you take a deep breath before you step out of the church.

Tears run down your face as you dash toward the Impala, knowing Dean will never come to the airport. 

Fate sealed, the battle lost you push Baby to its limit to bring enough space between you and Dean so you must not watch him marry that woman…

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“Finally, you two idiots! Get me out of here!” Crowley yells as Sam and Castiel burst through the door, finding a trapped and beyond pissed Crowley.

“Crowley, what happened?” Sam pants, aiming his gun toward the devil’s trap to destroy one line. “Where is Lisa?”

“That woman trapped me hear as I tried to make her stop! She will tell Dean that she’s pregnant, but it’s a lie, Moose. Now let me find that woman and kill her!” Yelling at Sam the king of hell pants heavily. “Trapped by that stupid woman!”

“Why didn’t you call?” Castiel asks and Crowley loses his composure. Slamming the angel into the wall he glares at Castiel. “I tried feathers. Had no service. Now tell me where to find Dean and Y/N.”

“Dean wanted to meet us at the church, Y/N should be there too.” Nervously dialing Dean’s number Sam curses as he ends on the mailbox. “Dean won’t pick up. I’ll try Y/N’s phone.”

Walking out of the room, an angel and a demon hot on his heels Sam gasps. He can hear you must’ve cried and then you tell him what happened, and Sam needs to sit on the hood as he can hear the hurting in your voice.

“She left…” 

“Bloody hell! That’s your fault, angel boy.” Crowley slams his fist into the rented car. “Where is she?”

“Airport.” Sam gasp, hanging up the phone. “What do we do now?”

“Tell me anything Y/N said, and then you and the angel will move your asses to the church and stop Dean. I’ll bring the girl and later…” Smirking Crowley looks Sam straight in the face.

“I will kill Lisa…” One snap of his fingers later Crowley disappears.

“We better hurry, Cas. Dean needs to know Lisa lied about everything. I hate to admit it, but slowly I wish we killed her a long time ago…”

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Shuffling on your feet you silence your phone. Sam tried to reach you three more times but it’s too late. Time is slowly ticking, and Dean only has half an hour left.

The moment you left the church you knew you lost not only a battle; you lost the war.

“I can’t believe you stand here, wait for Squirrel to get his ass out of his head. Lisa lied, my dear. She’s as much pregnant as I am. Now come with me and don’t waste any more time standing around. Get your man!”

Crowley smirks as you look at him, but the look in your eyes tells him you gave up the fight somewhere along the way.

“No more fighting a lost war, Crowley. I gave Dean a choice. It doesn’t matter if that woman is pregnant or not, my friend.” Patting Crowley’s cheek you shrug. “If he decides to stay with her, he never wanted me or my daughter. I have to let him go and move on.”

“Then all this was for nothing…” Falling onto a seat Crowley sighs heavily. “We will lose…”

“I lost a long time ago, Crowley.” Giving the demon a cracked smile, you shrug. “You’ll get used to it, king of hell…”

“I think I need fresh air, my dear. Have a pleasant flight…” With hanging shoulders, Crowley walks out of the airport, not able to look back…

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“Where is Dean?” Panting Sam looks around the church, only to find Lisa sit on one of the chairs, glaring at him. “Where is my brother?”

“You are asking me, Winchester? I could ask you the same! He should be here, by my side and marry the woman he loves! Dean should be mine. I did everything to get him!”

While Sam looks around the church, opens every door Castiel closes his eyes, starting to laugh out loud as Lisa and Sam stare at the angel acting out of character.

“Cas? Castiel? What’s so funny?”

“Taylor Swift…” Castiel laughs again and Sam doubts his friend’s sanity…

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Ready to board you hear a song blaring through the building. Laughing you shake your head. The least suiting song is playing the moment you lose your man to another woman.

I am not the kind of girl

 Who should be rudely bargin’ in on a white veil occasion

 But you are not the kind of boy

 Who should be marryin’ the wrong girl

Listening to the lines for a while you shake your head, not believing someone would play this song right now, right here at the very moment, you must admit your defeat.

“Let’s run now.” Smirking Dean drops his bag. Opening his hand, he shows you the ring he bought years ago. “I didn’t say my vows, I didn’t even wear the tux. The moment you left the church I ran after you, but you were gone.”

“Dean…”

“I don’t care if she’s pregnant or not. I want you, not her. Please…” Touching Dean’s face with shaking hands you press your lips to his.

“I didn’t need you to stand up and speak. I found my voice and said it on your behalf. I love you and if I spend the rest of my life with a woman, it shall be you…”

“Let’s run now, Dean…”

“Can I kill her now?” Smirking Crowly snaps his fingers and the song stops blaring. “She lied after all. Don’t worry, Squirrel. You are not leaving a pregnant woman, only a lying snake…”

“Forget her Crowley, just like I will…” Grabbing your hand Dean picks his and your bags up to run toward the Impala. “We are going on a road trip and drive to our new home.”

Laughing you wave at Crowley before you follow Dean…

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Epilogue - around four years later…

“Well…well…” Chuckling Crowley circles the shaking woman. His eyes flash red and his smirk grows as she begs him silently for forgiveness.

“Please…”

“What did I say four years, one month and two days ago? I will come for you and let my hellhounds feast on you, Lisa…” Snapping his fingers Crowley rolls his shoulders. “Have fun my beauties.”

“Crowley, you can’t do this!” Lisa pleas.

“Making a deal to kill Y/N wasn’t a smart move. Every demon knows she’s under my protection. No one makes a deal without my knowledge. This deal is against my rules which means death to you and the demon sealing it.”

When the hellhounds walk into the room Crowley’s smile grows. “A happy ending…at last…”

This is the ‘good ending’. You prefer Sam? Read this ending: My best friend’s wedding - Part 10 - My happy ending – Deafening Silence

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My best friend’s wedding

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holylulusworld·16 hours agoText

holylulusworld:

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I pinned the schedule to my Bio and will change it every week to let you know what will come out over the week.

Throughout the week I will post various one-shots along with the scheduled series, just like other series which I write and post.

The series mentioned will be posted according to the schedule till they are finished. Once finished another series will take their place.

It can always happen that a series or one-shot does not get posted as I didn’t have the time to post fanfictions.

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Monday - 17/02/2020

Series - The queen of Lebanon - Mobster!Dean x Mobster!Reader

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Tuesday - 18/02/2020

Series - Broken Hearts and New Beginnings - Jensen x Reader

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Wednesday - 18/02/2020

Series - Lost Trust – Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader, John x Reader

Series - Strings aren’t always bad - Part of ‘No strings attached’ - Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader

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Thursday - 20/02/2020

Series - Our Girl - Mobster!Sam x Reader x Mobster!Dean

Series - Claimed per accident - Alpha!Dean x Reader; Alpha!Sam x Reader; Alpha!John x Reader

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Friday - 21/02/2020

Series - Dangerous part of Shielded Series - Steve Rogers x Reader

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Saturday - 22/02/2020

Series - Devil’s Bargain - Jared x Reader

Series - The wolf and the princess – Viking!Dean x Princess!Reader

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Sunday - 23/02/2020

Series - Runaway Mate - Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader

6000 Followers Request Fills – BINGO CARD SPN/MARVEL/Various Request Fills

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Weekly’s Posting Schedule Week 8

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holylulusworld·16 hours agoText

Summary: Working in a diner never brought you much attention until not one but two Winchesters show interested in you…

Pairing: Mobster!Dean x Reader, Mobster!Sam x Reader

Warnings: angst, language, tension, flirting, mentions of illness, characters death, jealous Dean/Sam, concurrence, both men are brothers but hate each other, one girl between two dangerous men, violence, murder, kidnapping, attempted rape/murder, blood, mobster business, possible smut/polyamory in future chapters

A/N: For this story Sam and Dean are brothers but hate each other…

COMING TO TUMBLR LATE MARCH 2020

Part 1 - Two Sides of a Coin

Part 2 - None of your business

Part 3 - The girl we want

Part 4 - Back in black

Part 5 - Burning Rage

Part 6 - Vulnerable

Part 7 - TBA

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holylulusworld·17 hours agoText

holylulusworld:

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Summary: Your brother can’t pay Bucky his money back, so he offers you to pay his debts.

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Reader, Brock Rumlow, Mobster!Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: angst, language, human trafficking, talk about prostitution, talk about blowjobs, angry Bucky, scared/innocent reader, virgin reader, awful stepbrother, smut, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (female receiving), possessive Bucky

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“Where is my money?” Hands folded, elbows pressing hard into the wood of his expensive desk Bucky’s features darken.

Rumlow starts to sweat, knowing no one messes with James Buchanan Barnes without ending up six feet under.

“I…I don’t have it but I got something better, Mr. Barnes, Sir.” Brock’s eyes dart from Steve, Bucky’s right hand and best friend since childhood, to the man he owes 200,000 bucks. “I got a nice girl for you.”

“Girl?” Cocking a brow, an amused smirk on his lips Bucky leans back in his chair, nodding at Steve who rams his fist into Brock’s face. “I got enough whores working for me. I can let me blow off 24/7 if I have the need.

Weiterlesen

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holylulusworld·17 hours agoText

holylulusworld:

Summary: Getting the job as Jared Padalecki’s assistant was a dream coming true until you woke up in a living nightmare. He’s angry, selfish and possessive. The worst of all - his anger is focused on you. Quitting your job was your only way out - only it wasn’t the end of your nightmare…

Pairing: Jared Padalecki x Reader, OFC’s Brad, Caleb and Mark (readers brothers), Jensen Ackles, OFC’s Dr. Harold

Warnings: angst, language, comforting, fluff, longing, mentions of mental health problems/therapy/harassment/suicide (not Jared or the reader)

Devil’s Bargain Masterlist

You spent the next two years in France, taking the opportunity to work with one of your favorite professors of your alma mata.

With a heavy heart, you say goodbye to your new home as you must go back to your old life. One of your former patients committed suicide and you doubted your methods, not knowing he did so as he thought its better than suffering any longer. 

According to his wife, he did it to not feel the pain as his cancer was slowly killing him.

Even knowing it will be hard to live in the same state as Jared again you packed your bags, trying anything to help Janet to survive the loss of the love of her life…

“Jared, did you hear my question?” While Jared stares out of the window, shrugging his therapist tries to get his attention.

“I heard what you asked me, but nothing changed so why wasting time to tell you the woman I love will never forgive me. I guess she never read my letter.” Whispering the last part Jared watches a pair picking their little son up and a smile crosses his face.

Weiterlesen

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holylulusworld·17 hours agoText

holylulusworld:

Summary: A princess and a wolf meet under difficult circumstances. Can they give each other shelter in a cold world?

A/N: prompt/idea by @gypsyjucar​: Ulf Johnsen (Dean Winchester) is the leader of his land with the help of his brother. On a trip to Dean gets captured by the king’s guards, the princess, was just walking along the castle when she hears her father and guards talking about a barbarian in the cells and this is where their journey begins…

Pairing: Viking!Dean (Ulfr or Wolf) x Princess!Reader, OFC’s

Warnings: angst, comforting, blood, mentions of misogyny/arranged marriage, bad use of old Norse language, bear with me I am not an expert for Vikings

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Day 1

You hate the winter in your homeland. It’s cold, freezing and you can’t escape the castle most of the time.

It wasn’t always like this. Back then, when your mother was still alive you spend the days with her reading books or sitting near the fireplace to work on a tapestry with the other women.

Now the castle is colder than the wilderness and you prefer to spend as little time as possible in these walls reminding you of better times.

Weiterlesen

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holylulusworld·a day agoText

Summary: A princess and a wolf meet under difficult circumstances. Can they give each other shelter in a cold world?

A/N: prompt/idea by @gypsyjucar​: Ulf Johnsen (Dean Winchester) is the leader of his land with the help of his brother. On a trip to Dean gets captured by the king’s guards, the princess, was just walking along the castle when she hears her father and guards talking about a barbarian in the cells and this is where their journey begins…

Pairing: Viking!Dean (Ulfr or Wolf) x Princess!Reader, OFC’s

Warnings: angst, comforting, blood, mentions of misogyny/arranged marriage, bad use of old Norse language, bear with me I am not an expert for Vikings

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Day 1

You hate the winter in your homeland. It’s cold, freezing and you can’t escape the castle most of the time.

It wasn’t always like this. Back then, when your mother was still alive you spend the days with her reading books or sitting near the fireplace to work on a tapestry with the other women.

Now the castle is colder than the wilderness and you prefer to spend as little time as possible in these walls reminding you of better times.

When your mother passed away, pregnant with your brother, your father lost all his kindness. He was a cold man before he met your mother and now, he’s even colder.

With sad eyes, you look at the garden your mother loved so much. Now it’s a deserted place. All roses got removed by the guards – by your father’s order. 

Everything your mother loved; he destroys it. The tapestry your mother, you and the other ladies worked on – he burned it. The diaries your mother wrote for you and your brother, he burned all of them.

Your mother loved to read so your father locked the library and forbid you to ever read a book. A woman, future wife of a prince doesn’t need to read or be too noisy.

Last week he found the necklace your mother gave you to your eighteenth birthday and destroyed it. 

No matter what you do you are sure your father hates you. When your uncle tried to reason with him you heard your father say that he wishes it was you dying and not his son.

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Remembering the hurting you walk slowly toward the garden, not missing the last rose hiding behind a huge heap of rotten plants.

Even while the cold wind is biting into your skin you keep on walking over the castle courtyard. At least outside you can forget about the walls of the castle suffocating you or that your father will force you to marry Lord Cole. 

Shuddering due to the cold and the thought of marrying the cruel and misogynist man you walk further away from the building you call your prison.

Voices catch your attention and you want to turn around and rush toward the heavy door to enter the castle again, but your father is talking about a prisoner.

So far, no one ever ended up in the dungeon of your home. Your father prefers to not bring any foreign people into the castle. Which means he prefers killing all men instead of showing mercy.

If your father brought someone here, he must be special for sure. Holding your breath, you flatten against the rough wall, listening closely.

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“I want you to double the guards. Keep an eye open and tell me if you find more of those barbarians near my land. I want someone to get me answers about why he came here. I want to know why a barbarian visited a church.” Your father seems to be angry and you wonder about whom he is talking about.

“Your majesty, I will make sure no one will be any harm to you or the princess. No barbarian will enter this castle, not on my guard, your majesty.”

The guard replies and you press your hand to your mouth as your father explains he wants to torture the man in the cells.

It’s not a secret your father is a hard, even unforgiving man. You know he can be cruel but you never thought he would go that far and torture a man.

With shaking hands, you steady your body against the wall, sniffling as you can’t believe the words leaving your father’s lips.

“When we are done, you can feed the dogs with that barbarian. Now I will go to my chamber and get some well-deserved rest. No word to my daughter! She doesn’t need to know any about this.” Your father orders and you rush toward the dungeon, hiding behind a corner to watch your father enter the castle.

Hands trembling, breath hitching in your throat you close your eyes.

You stole the keys of the guards during a shift not long ago to hide in the dungeon and read books your father would never allow you to read.

Glancing around the corner you get the keys out to open the door.

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On wobbling legs, you silently walk down the staircase leading into the dungeon. You hide the keys in the hidden pocket in your dress as you lit a candle to search for the prisoner. 

Your footsteps echo through the silent building and you hold your breath as you can make out a figure lying on the floor in the last cell.

“I…” Gasping you kneel next to the cell, sniffling as you can see a tall man lie on the floor. His back to the cold wall, hands held by heavy chains he barely breathes. “Are you hurt?”

His dirty blonde hair falls to his shoulders as the man tries to get up. You can see he needs all his strength to sit up and just now you see the blood on his plain cotton shirt.

His face is dirty, his hair messed up but all you can see are his olive eyes meeting yours. Those are not the eyes of a barbarian or a monster. They are warm, soft even and the man gives you a sad smile.

“I am princess Y/N of Lebanon. My father is the king. Can you understand me?” Placing the candle next to the cell you get a handkerchief out. “Your forehead is bleeding. Do you want to use my handkerchief?”

While the foreign man eyes you suspiciously you remember your father called him barbarian. You only heard this word once, when the priest was talking about the Vikings and their ships.

“Are you…” Biting your lip you look at the man. “A Viking? Do you sail on those beautiful ships? I like them. When I was little my mom took me to the sea and I saw one of your boats pass the coast.”

The man remains silent and you try to remember the words your mother taught you all those years ago. “My mother taught me a few words. I will try to remember…”

Now the man moves closer, searching your face as you rub your forehead. Smiling when you remember the first word.

Pressing your hand to your heart you look at the man. “I am a vinr (friend) and you are at…” Tapping the wall you try to remember the right word. “Kastali (castle).” The man smirks and you assume he understood the two words.

“I…wait.” Sitting onto the cold floor you try to recall any useful word. “I don’t think you should be a fangi (prisoner).

“I guess my knowledge of your language is awful. I just wanted to say I am sorry for my father’s behavior. He used to be a kind man while my mother was still alive…”

Sniffling you move your hand through the railings to place the handkerchief next to the man’s hand.

“Is it true you sail to find happ (fortune)?” Watching the man slowly taking your handkerchief you sigh as he presses it against his forehead. “I wish you could understand me. I feel like a prisoner myself.”

Ulfr (wolf)…” Husking the word the man looks at you. “My name is Ulfr, or Dean like my mother preferred to call me.” Speaking in almost accent-free English the man looks at you.

“Ulfr…” Nodding you glance at the man as his stomach rumbles. “That means wolf, right?”

“Wolf…right…” He repeats and you scoot closer to have a look at the barbarian as your father called the man. “Why are you here, Ulfr?”

“I wanted to…” Listening to voices coming closer Dean presses his finger to his lips. In a blink your grab the candle to blow it out, hiding behind a corner to make sure the guards won’t find you.

“Well, well…what do we have here? A stray dog believing he can steal our gold and women. You won’t find your fortune in our land, barbarian. I will tame you wild beast.” One of the guard’s snarls, spitting into Dean’s direction.

“In five days, the hangman will be here to press answers out of you. Farewell till then. Don’t expect us to bring you pig food.”

Laughing the guards leave the dungeon and you sneak out, using the secret entrance only you and your grandfather know about…

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Grabbing food, water, and a warm blanket you sneak out of the castle to enter the secret passage once again. Silently walking back toward the cell, you flatten against the wall, listening to any sign of noises.

Ulfr?” Whispering his name, you rush back toward the cell to show the man the food and water. He’s looking up at you, confused about your kindness.

“I found some food and water for you. It’s meat and bread.” With shaking hands, you kneel to hand the hungry man your bait.

“You are the first one being kind to me or my folks. We used to be welcome, but a few raiders ruined our …friendship.” Dean whispers and you sit next to the cell, silently watching him eat.

“My mother, she was of your kind.” You whisper.

“I remember her stories about the ships, rough sea and man with long hair and thick beards.” Flustered you giggle as you describe Dean’s appearance. “I always wanted to meet one of those strong men my mother was talking about.”

“Why are you here and not at the Kastali (castle)?” His eyes search your face and you start talking about your mother, the man your father became and your fears…

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holylulusworld·a day agoText

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PAIRING: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader
WARNINGS:
a/b/o dynamics, Victorian social dynamics, (kinda) human trafficking

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Two days later, Jack still hasn’t left your home. Sam eventually tries to convince you to bring the baby to the orphanage, a conversation that ends with you in tears and locking yourself in the bedroom until Sam promises to allow you one more night. 

Your breasts are sore as well, something Sam’s noted when you accidentally press against them as you dress. It’s not uncommon for an Omega to lactate for a child in her care, even if it’s not hers. Seeing you feed the baby for the first time, however, doesn’t ease his worry or Dean’s frustration. That coupled with the fact that Jack cries whenever he’s parted from you only concludes one thing. You’re bonding hard and fast, and if Sam had less of a heart, he’d listen to Dean’s advice and take the baby while you sleep. But he can’t do that to you. He has to wean you off sudden motherhood like a child who’s grown accustomed to too much candy.

On the third night of Jack’s stay, Sam’s awoken by the soft, hitching whimpers. You stir, murmuring blearily as you reach for the baby nestled between you. You’ve barely slept due to the stress and your care for the infant, and as much as he doesn’t want to do it, Sam needs to play father for the time being.

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Sam with the Baby.. .*faints*. I loved when he let Jack sleep on his chest. Great new chapter.

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Summary: Getting the job as Jared Padalecki’s assistant was a dream coming true until you woke up in a living nightmare. He’s angry, selfish and possessive. The worst of all - his anger is focused on you. Quitting your job was your only way out - only it wasn’t the end of your nightmare…

Pairing: Jared Padalecki x Reader, OFC’s Brad, Caleb and Mark (readers brothers), Jensen Ackles, OFC’s Dr. Harold

Warnings: angst, language, comforting, fluff, longing, mentions of mental health problems/therapy/harassment/suicide (not Jared or the reader)

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You spent the next two years in France, taking the opportunity to work with one of your favorite professors of your alma mata.

With a heavy heart, you say goodbye to your new home as you must go back to your old life. One of your former patients committed suicide and you doubted your methods, not knowing he did so as he thought its better than suffering any longer. 

According to his wife, he did it to not feel the pain as his cancer was slowly killing him.

Even knowing it will be hard to live in the same state as Jared again you packed your bags, trying anything to help Janet to survive the loss of the love of her life…

“Jared, did you hear my question?” While Jared stares out of the window, shrugging his therapist tries to get his attention.

“I heard what you asked me, but nothing changed so why wasting time to tell you the woman I love will never forgive me. I guess she never read my letter.” Whispering the last part Jared watches a pair picking their little son up and a smile crosses his face.

“Maybe you should call her, or ask her brothers about her whereabouts, Jared. There might be still a chance for a ‘happy ending’.” Huffing Jared turns his attention back toward his therapist. 

“With all due respect, you helped me over the last two years, and I appreciate your effort, but the train left the station over two years ago. I hurt Y/N and she will never forgive me. I broke her even more and even worse, I treated her like she means nothing to me.” Wiping away a single tear Jared blinks a few times.

“Jared…”

“There is no such happy ending, doc. Not for me and Y/N. I hope she will find someone worth her love one day, maybe she already did. I do not deserve her love nor forgiveness. Not after what I did, doctor.” Meeting his therapist’s eyes Jared sees the uncertainty in her eyes.

“Giving up is not an option, Jared. You should at least try as it’s, not all your fault she’s hurt and broken. According to what you told me…” Jared jumps up, shaking his head furiously.

“Didn’t you tell me at our first session to not blame other people for my mistakes and behavior. It was me pretending I care and to bring her in my arms. It was me having sex with this wonderful woman only to hurt her.” Moving his fingers through his hair Jared sighs. “I opened old wounds, and this was an unforgivable mistake doc.”

“I understand you believe there is no way she will ever forgive you, but Y/N loves you, Jared. If you love someone you don’t give up on him that easily.” Dr. Harold tries but Jared is not convinced.

“Yeah. You can forgive a forgotten birthday or if you fight. Maybe even if you don’t remember her mom’s name, but not what I did to her.” Sitting back onto the chair Jared nervously plays with his shirt.

“I don’t deserve her forgiveness, doc. Let’s face the ugly truth. I was a monster; I know this now but it’s too late to go back.”

“If you want to talk about the show or anything, just tell me so and we stop talking about Y/N for now.”

“No…not for now.” Meeting his therapist’s eyes Jared gives her a sad smile. “We should keep her out of this from now on. Y/N deserves respect and for me to leave her alone.”

The funeral is silent, there are not many people to say goodbye to your former patient. Over the years he shied every friend and even family members away with his behavior.

You tried to fix what he broke, but some relationships got damaged beyond repair and there was nothing you could do about.

“His brother didn’t come, just like his former best friend.” Janet whispers and you sling one arm around her shoulders as her father holds a speech about how your patient changed to the better thanks to the therapy.

“Sometimes you can’t…” Gasping you see your patients’ brother and his best friend enter the church. They look unsure but you can see both must’ve cried for a while.

“They are here…” While Janet walks toward her brother-in-law you sniffle silently. Why did they wait for over four years to make a step? Why didn’t they call Mustafa before it was too late?

Your patient was in a bad condition when you started to work with him but only as he had unresolved traumata he tried to deal with on his own.

The longer you worked with Mustafa, the more you got to know he was a kind, even loving man needing someone who understands what he’s been through.

“Jared…” For the first time in over two years, you allow yourself to speak his name out loud and it pains to not see him. 

“How was therapy?” While Jared remains silent his friend tries to find out if he’s getting better.

“I told Dr. Harold to not involve Y/N any longer. I have to accept I am the reason she will never talk to me again. It’s not fair to talk about her during my sessions. I owe her respect, and this means I have to let her go, leave her alone in any possible way.” Jensen nods, glancing at his friend’s sad face.

“Jared, she didn’t call as Y/N is in France, or rather was. She needed distance and a fresh start after what happened. Maybe you should do the same.” Grumbling Jared nods, but Jensen doesn’t believe his friend. “Jared…”

“I can’t, okay. I tried to go out with a woman but all I did was whining about Y/N and how much I miss her. I need more time to get over her if I’ll ever be able to do so…” Walking away Jared doesn’t see Jensen’s worried look.

“Whatcha doing?” Smirking you sit next to Caleb as he tries to change the channel, but you fight for the remote control and win for the first time. 

When you go back to the channel your brother was watching you gasp. Jared gives an interview and your heart beats faster as the reporter asks him about a girlfriend and his love life.

“Y/N let’s watch something else. Don’t do this to you…” Mark tries but you shake your head, pumping up the volume to listen to Jared.

“I found a nice woman, no, not nice…perfect.” Jared stammers and you gasp. “She was all a man can wish for. Smart. Independent. Beautiful.”

“Can we get to know her?” The reporter tries and Jared’s falls silent, blinking a few tears away.

“No. I messed up and she left. I can’t blame her, tho. I was an idiot back then. I…” Choking on his words Jared looks at his hands. “I did something unforgivable and this is how it ended.”

“Do you still love her?” Nodding Jared sniffles silently. 

“I wrote her a letter, explaining a few things but she never called me so I assume that there will no happy ending for me and her. I only hope she will one day find a good man, a righteous man to give her all she deserves and she deserves the world. I hope that she will read it one day and does not hate me for the rest of her life. That’s all I am praying for…”

Dropping the remote control, you run out of the room and upstairs to look for the letter Jared gave you two years ago. Your heart beats a mile in a minute, and your throat tightens as you get it out of the secret hideout under your bed.

With shaking fingers, you try to read the lines, but your vision is clouded by tears and you need a few tries to read it.

Dear Y/N,

I know I do not deserve forgiveness or love. I do not expect you to even look at me again. I just wish you would know how much I love you.

For so many years I built a wall around my heart and you just used a wrecking ball to break it down. You came into my life and turned it upside down. I was too afraid to let you in…

I want you to know that this night with you was the only meaningful connection I felt in ages. I loved feeling you in my arms, loved being inside of you and hear you call my name.

I hate myself for not taking you in my arms. Instead of doing what my heart wanted, to stay by your side, I said those stupid words.

Please don’t believe for a single moment you are worthless or a bad therapist. You are a wonderful person. Warm, caring and smart. I wish we met years ago when I still was myself, not a broken shell of the man I used to be.

All I wish for is that one day, you find someone worth your love, worth your time. I pray I didn’t break you beyond repair.

I love you, always will.

Love, Jared.

P. S. Tell your brothers I deserved what they gave me and so much more. I appreciate they protect you like lions. Those men are the best except for Jensen I ever met in my whole life.

The letter in your hands you stand in front of the house you thought you would never enter again. Your stomach does somersaults, and you are close to leaving as you can hear feel your phone vibrate.

“Tells us if you need us…” Mark wrote, and you smile as your eldest brother is overprotective as ever. “He knows what’s coming if he hurts you, sis. It’s your life, but please be careful. He might have changed, still…”

“I love you too, dummy…” Sending the message you take a deep breath before you rap your knuckles against the door.

The next moments are nerve-wracking. While you are sure you at least need to talk to Jared your heart tells you it doesn’t want to get broken again. Your brain yells at you while your hand refuses to let go of Jared’s letter.

When the door finally opens you meet a naked and sweaty chest. Jared is panting heavily, and you want to kick yourself. He has company and you came here.

“Sorry, I didn’t want to disturb you and…” 

Blinking a few times Jared gasps as he recognizes he’s not dreaming. You are right there, in front of his door but you want to leave again.

“You do not disturb at all. I was training…yoga, you know. My therapist said I shall train my mind and body. I…I am babbling. Do you want to come in?” Nervously chewing at his lower lip Jared makes space to let you walk into his house.

“I saw the interview.” Voice stern you look at Jared and he feels like you slapped him once again.

“I know that it was a mistake to talk about you and I am sorry. I didn’t name you but I guess you are mad. I will make sure they will delete and never publish it again.” Stammering Jared starts panting heavily and you take his hands in yours.

“Breathe Jared. In and out, Baby. In and out. Now calm and look at me. Just keep on breathing.” Nodding Jared follows your order and his breathing calms.

“Good. I want you to go upstairs, have a shower and we can talk about a few things.”

“I…okay…” While you still hold his hands you try to tame your wildly beating heart.

“I am not here as the interview made me mad, Jared. I want you to know that. Now go…”

“I’ll be right back. Please don’t leave…” Sniffling Jared runs upstairs to have a shower while you dial your brother’s number.

With Jared out of sight, you take a deep breath. “Mark, tell me I am not making a mistake. Tell me it’s okay to talk to him.”

Listening to your brother you nod, wiping a single tear away as you can see a picture of you on Jared’s fireplace. It’s one of the few his friends took during the days you spent at their house. There’s even one Justin took with you and Jared.

“I…I am done.” Shuffling on his feet Jared rubs his arm as you point toward the couch, but Jared is too nervous to sit. “Can I stand?”

“Jared.” Clearing your throat, you hand him the letter he gave you two years ago. “I read your letter and I am glad you make progress with your therapy.”

“I go to therapy every week. I am down to one appointment per week, Y/N. When you left it was three or four…” Embarrassed Jared clears his throat.

“That’s nothing to be ashamed of, Jared. You needed help and asked someone to help you. I am proud you came so far. I am here to tell you that…” Taking his hands in yours again you take another deep breath. “I don’t hate you anymore.”

“Y/N, I don’t deserve your kindness.” Blinking a few times Jared gasps as you nod. “I know you might not deserve it, but this is not who I am Jared. If I want to heal after what happened to me then I must be able to handle my emotions.”

“You were always professional, Y/N. It was me acting like a douche. There’s nothing you must change. It was me, only me.” 

“Padalecki stop talking when I am not done!” Stomping your foot, you fist his shirt to bring him down to your eye level. “I try to tell you that I liked your letter, Jared. Now stop interrupting my speech.”

“Sorry…” Huffing you do not let go of his shirt.

“I must say I like a few things, but you tend to whine now and then. We have to work on your ability to write love letters for sure, but we have time.” Dumbfounded Jared glance at you, not knowing if he’s allowed to speak.

“First of all,…” Pressing your lips to his you feel his body go stiff for a moment before Jared eagerly kisses you back. “My brothers are still pissed, and I bet Jensen is the same. Deal with it. If you want me, you’ll have to earn it…”

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holylulusworld·a day agoAnswer
Any advice on how to create a master list?

Open tumblr on a laptop (it’s easier at least to me than using my phone) then you have to create a new post using the ‘Text’ option. Find a name for your masterlist e. g. SPN Masterlist or yourblogname’s Masterlist. Create a heading (I used photoshop or Adobe spark for my header.)

I found this description very helpful: How to create a masterlist by @hellospunkiebrewster

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