#Dean Smith Series

[wayward-dreamer]

Before You Know It

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Pairing: Dean Smith x Female!Reader

Word count: 2,700

Summary: Dean has to leave for a business trip in London, giving Y/N the idea of making sure he has something to keep him satisfied while he's away.

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, smut: dirty talk, d/s elements, filming sex, restraints, oral sex (female receiving), spanking, hair pulling, daddy kink, doggystyle, unprotected sex (wrap it up people), more fluff.

A/N: So excited to bring this time stamp of Love On The 26th Floor to y'all! There might be a couple more in the works ;) Happy reading and enjoy! :) beta’d by my love @evergreencowboy​.

Y/N’s black heels clicked against the wooden floorboards as she walked out of the elevator, turning the corner of the foyer and into the apartment. She yawned as she made her way through the penthouse, dropping her purse on the table of the breakfast nook before continuing into the bedroom. She went straight into the bathroom, washing her hands and wiping them on the soft white towel, placing it back on the rack before she sauntered into the walk-in closet. It had been a long day at work, her new job as a publishing assistant kicking her ass on a daily basis, but she enjoyed every second of it. Of course she missed working at Smith Construction for the main reason of extended lunches with Dean, but she was happy to be doing what she loved, finally.

As she slipped out of her five-inch patent leather pumps, she removed her earrings and bracelet, her ears perking up as she heard loud footsteps echoing in the hallway towards the room. She smiled as Dean appeared in the threshold to the closet, their eyes meeting in the mirror.

“What are you doing home so early?” she asked, as he walked over to her. It was just about to turn 6pm, and he had been working late in the past few weeks, so she was surprised to see him. His arms immediately wrapped around her waist as he reached her, his lips on her neck, causing a content sigh to leave her as her eyes fluttered closed.

“Gotta start packing for London,” he replied, his voice deep but flat, his head lifting up to frown at her in the mirror.

Her facial expression matched his as she whined, turning around in his arms, draping hers around his neck. “I don’t want you to go.”

“Duty calls, sweetheart,” he muttered, nuzzling his nose against hers as his green orbs stared into hers. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

She scoffed; her eyes wide as she looked up at him. “Two weeks! That’s longer than other trips.”

“I know,” he sighed heavily, but he smirked as a thought came to him, “but I’ll make it up to you when I get back.”

She hummed, leaning up and kissing him softly, lingering a little longer to imply it was already heading somewhere. “Unless… there’s something we can do now so we don’t miss each other too much…”

“Like what?” he asked, the timbre of his voice deep and husky as his eyes darkened.

Y/N smiled mischievously as she stepped back slightly, her hands reaching up to loosen his tie. He pulled it off and threw it on the floor as her fingers plucked at the buttons of his shirt, pushing it off him along with his suit jacket as their eyes were locked on each other. Her hands skimmed over the smooth skin of his chest, his lingering gaze causing her to bite her lip.

“Wait for me,” she stated, nudging her chin towards the bedroom.

Dean lifted an eyebrow in curiosity as he stepped back, turning away from her as he made his way into the other room. She quickly stripped out of her work clothes, leaving her black thigh-high stockings on as she walked over to another set of drawers. She opened the top one, taking out a sexier, black, lacy push up bra and quickly snapping the clasp behind her back, pulling on the matching thong to complete the set. She fluffed her hair as she looked at herself in the mirror, walking out of the closet to the bedroom.

She smiled as she saw Dean sitting on the bed, his elbows pressed into the mattress under him as he propped himself up, a wide grin appearing on his face as he saw her. He quickly stood up and met her halfway, but she stopped him as she pressed her fist into his torso. She winked as he looked confused, reaching into his back pocket for his personal cell and walking over to the table in the corner of the room, near the armchair next to the large, floor-to-ceiling window. She propped it up against the lamp, pointed the camera towards the bed and switched to video mode, pressing the red button and seeing it start to record before she joined him.

“So you have something to keep you satisfied in London,” she whispered against his lips.

He groaned in approval as he leaned down, pressing a searing kiss to her mouth as he pulled her close, their hands roughly grabbing at each other’s bodies. He groaned again as her nails scraped against his skin, a slight sting against his flesh as she reached for his belt. He grabbed her wrists, his eyes dark as he glared down at her.

“I’m the one who’s always in control, sweetheart,” he husked, sternly. “I thought you knew that by now. Unless you need a reminder…”

Dean’s hands fell down to her waist, swiftly pushing her down on the bed. She squeaked as her face pressed into the sheets, a pleasured smile pulling at her lips as she heard the clink of his belt. She moaned softly as he reached forward and wrapped the leather around her wrists, clasping the belt as he slid her arms out in front of her.

“On your knees,” he ordered, smirking down at her.

Y/N pushed up on her knees as she spread her legs, her hands gripping the sheets as she held herself up on her elbows. She glanced at the phone and saw him behind her as it recorded, causing a shiver ran down her back, exciting her. She hummed softly as his hands roamed over her thighs, his fingers pressing into her flesh before they pulled her thong aside, as the bed dipped slightly. She gasped as she felt his tongue lick a long stripe against her folds, her forehead pressing into the bed as he repeated the action.

He grinned as he pulled back briefly, his fingers pressing into the globes of her ass as he continued, his skilled muscle moving from her clit to her entrance, groaning as her arousal grew over his tongue. He teased her heat, causing a loud whimper to leave her as he entered her slowly, feeling her clench around him.

“Always taste so fucking good, gorgeous,” he muttered as he pulled back, kissing the back of her thigh. “Love feeling my mouth on you, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she gasped, breathing heavily.

He growled as he squeezed the left cheek, a soft moan leaving her, making him smirk wickedly. “Yes what?”

She bit her lip as she took a deep breath, feeling the muscles in her stomach clench from the thrill coursing through her. “Yes, sir.”

“Good, but not quite,” he muttered, before he leaned back down, “I think you really do need reminding…”

She let out a loud, strangled whimper as he continued to lick at her folds, moving between her bundle of nerves and her tight channel, letting the tip of his tongue tease her repeatedly. He was like a man starved, holding her hips tight in his hands, squeezing her flesh and adding another level of pleasure to his ministrations. Just as she felt the familiar tightening in her core, however, he pulled away. She whined at the loss of his touch, knowing she was close to her release. He ran his hand over the soft skin, raising it, before bringing it down hard on the right globe.

“Fuck,” she moaned, loudly as she tried to glance back at him.

“Gonna spank this ass raw, so you don’t forget who you belong to, sweetheart,” he growled, gripping the left globe harshly. “So you remember that even in these two weeks, you’re still mine.”

He raised his other hand and brought it down, causing her squeal as she felt the heat from the impact. A smile pulled at her lips as she felt the sensation course through her, another moan escaping her as he repeated the action, a little harder than before.

“You’re mine, aren’t you, baby girl?” he asked, his voice laced with a sensual timbre.

“Y-Yes, s-sir,” she stuttered, nodding frantically.

Smack! “Try again.”

“Yes…” she started, but her mind was foggy, too overwhelmed by the pleasure she was feeling already.

Smack! “Yes what, Y/N?” he asked, a dark chuckle leaving him as he stared down at her.

Biting her lip as she tried not to smile at that sound, she knew what he wanted. She practically screamed as he lifted his hand again, cracking it against her right cheek, squeezing the flesh to make the sting last. She moaned wantonly as he repeated the same action across the left, the words he wanted to hear at the tip of her tongue, but she couldn’t help but keep them to herself, wanting to feel more of the euphoric pain. He growled as he knew what she was doing, leading him to push his hips against her, making her feel his hard cock pressing against her through the fabric of his trousers.

“That’s what you really want, isn’t it, gorgeous?” he asked, pressing himself further into her, her arousal no doubt staining the material.

She nodded. “Yes…”

“Then you know how to finish that, Y/N,” he stated, his voice deep and rough. He raised his hand once more, a whimper escaping her as she felt it against her left cheek, a smirk growing across face. “So let me ask you again… yes what?”

She breathed heavily, her eyes glancing at their image in the video, making her smile wickedly. “Yes, daddy.”

Smack! “Good girl,” he praised, soothing the sting with his softer touch.

She moaned softly at the term of endearment, relishing in the feel of his hands on her hips, lightly running over the goosebumps that appeared on her skin. Dean pulled back slightly, kicking off his shoes and socks before ridding himself of his pants and boxers. His knees pressed into the mattress as he moved behind her, taking hold of his shaft and lightly running over her folds, causing her to shift back against him.

“Patience, baby girl,” he muttered, placing a hand to the small of her back to keep her from moving.

He lined himself to her tight heat, and in a swift motion of his hips, sank deep into her. She pressed her forehead against the bed as she felt him, her walls completely sheathing his cock. He gripped her hips tight in his hands as he began to thrust into her, hard and fast, just the way she preferred. She moaned loudly, lifting her head to catch a glimpse of the video as it continued to film. Dean leaned over her, wrapping the strands of her hair around his hand and tugging hard, causing her a pleasured yelp to leave her.

“Such a good girl for me, sweetheart, taking my cock so fucking well,” he groaned, his fingers digging into the flesh of her hip. “Feels so fucking perfect, so tight and wet.”

“Feels so good, daddy,” she whimpered, her eyes squeezing shut. “Love the way you fuck me, so deep inside me, so hard…”

“Love the way daddy’s cock feels, don’t you, baby girl?” he asked, smirking as he looked down at her.

“Yeah,” she panted, breathlessly. “Right there, so-so good.”

“Oh fuck,” he groaned, throwing his head back. He could feel her clenching tight around him with each thrust, only making his movement more frenzied.

Dean’s arms slid under her, slightly lifting her up so that her back was a little upright, enough so that he could lean against her. She still sat on her knees, his hips smacking against hers as he pounded into her. His lips brushed against the shell of her ear as he tugged on her hair once more, making her look at their bodies moving on the screen across from the bed.

“You’re gonna remember how good daddy made you feel while he’s away, aren’t you, gorgeous?” he asked, his voice low and husky in her ear.

“Yes, daddy,” she replied, moaning softly.

He pressed a kiss to her hairline, smirking as he looked at her. “But even when you remember you’re gonna be a good girl, right?”

She nodded frantically. “Yes, daddy.”

“So that means…” he started, pulling her hips back against his pelvis, their skin smacking against each other’s as he relentlessly thrust into her, “no matter how much you want to, how much you need to as you think about daddy fucking you just like this… you’re not gonna touch yourself, baby girl.”

She cried out as she felt that familiar sensation in her core, the coil tightening and ready to snap at any moment. She turned her head slightly to look back at him, moaning as she saw the look in his eyes, a playful smirk pulling at his lips.

“Tell me you’re gonna be a good girl, Y/N,” he ordered, lightly nipping at her ear lobe.

“I’m… I’m gonna be a good girl,” she rasped, trying to lean her weight back on him.

He clicked his tongue, holding her still. “You’re not gonna touch this pussy until daddy gets back. Say it.”

“I’m not gonna touch my pussy until daddy gets back,” she repeated, breathing heavily.

“That’s right, sweetheart,” he groaned, pressing a kiss to the back of her ear. “Such a good girl for me…”

Without missing a beat, he thrusted harder into her, moving deeper within her as a loud moan shredded her voice, her eyes shutting tightly as felt the tip of his cock hitting the edge of her cervix. Her walls contracted around him as he pushed her down on the bed again, her hands fisting the sheets tight in her grasp. His hips were unrelenting as he felt how close he was too, but he wanted her to get to the edge first. She moaned his name as she felt her core tighten, reaching her climax instantly as her slick covered his cock, loud cries of pleasure repeatedly falling from her lips. He slammed into her a few more times, before a deep, rasping moan escaped him, ropes of his seed coating her walls.

“Fuckkk,” he groaned, his eyes closed as he basked in the bliss from his release.

Dean slowly pulled out, a soft hiss leaving Y/N as she lazily dropped her whole body down onto the mattress. He quickly walked over to the table across the room, and picked up his phone, turning off the recording. Curiosity got the better of him, and he dragged the video across, watching the fast stills of their session move past on the screen. He couldn’t wait to watch it back completely, once he was away.

He placed the phone on the nightstand and moved over to Y/N, gently removing the belt from her hands. He pulled her close, smiling softly as her eyes fluttered open and met his, as she beamed up at him.

“No chance you’re gonna send that to me?” she asked, a cheeky glint in her eyes.

“So you can break the rules? I don’t think so,” he replied, softly pecking her lips.

She sighed, dramatically falling into his arms. “Fine.”

His hands slid down the sides of her smooth torso, his fingers nimbly running over her skin, tickling her. She squealed and giggled, causing a hearty chuckle to erupt from him. He held her close, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, reminding himself how lucky he was to have her.

“What do you say we clean up and then go out for dinner?” he asked, glancing down at her. “I can pack later.”

“Okay,” she muttered, smiling as she leaned up and kissed him, passionately.

Taking his hand in hers, Y/N led him into the bathroom. They both freshened up before getting dressed for a nice dinner, their hands still intertwined as they left the apartment. She barely let go for the rest of the night, wanting to be as close to him as possible before he had to leave for his business trip.

But she reassured herself that he would be back before she knew it.

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#the scanner series #the scanner series: the early years #jensen ackles #love every picture that has that little bit of hair sticking up #reminds me of s1 spikey hair dean #also blonde truthers RISE #but also hi dean smith

[jazzypeeps]

I watch the walking dead for the plot

- the plot

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Negan's Sass in The Walking Dead (1/??)

#the walking dead #negan #jeffrey dean morgan #negan smith #neganedit #jdmedit #rick grimes #maggie greene #he is so funny #i had to do this series i couldn't resist #his one liners are my favorite and there are so many #twd #my stuff #my gifs

[purgaytorysupremacy]

friend who is watching Supernatural because I won't shut up about it: I dunno, the episode "It's a Terrible Life" feels kind of empty and doesn't really make a lot of sense. Like, the message is just "ghost hunting is mad fun, bro"

me, buzzing with murder board energy: no, no, but you see... *writes hundreds of words about how this is one of THEE Dean Studies episodes, especially when paired with the season two djinn episode and endverse, and builds important parts of the angel's lore and plans, and is a meta example of the show's creators misunderstanding their own characters and stories*

#dean winchester #dean studies #dean smith #spn meta #spn #spn 4x17 #it's a terrible life #the good supernatural in my head #mine.txt #listen. someday I'm going to have the energy and brainspace to do my in-universe meta bullshit series thing and then it's all gonna be over #the wants-vs-needs of it all #the self-loathing of it all #the who-dean-would-be-without-john of it all #the misunderstanding-of-dean-by-everyone-including-himself-and-the-supernatural of it all #the doomed-man-walking-back-into-fate of it all #the machiavellian-nature-of-angels of it all #the unreliable-narrator-of-his-own-life of it all #this episode makes me insane #it's all right there if they'd decided to take just one tiny step into something more interesting than haha what a fucking fairy amirite #also ken doll dean smith are we kidding #adorable

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[bloodydeanwinchester]

oh god yayy i'm on the dean smith episode!!!!! i love this one so much!!!!! and i always forget that this one happens right after on the head of a pin. like dean just found out that he is fated to be the one who stops the apocalypse (and also the one who started it!) and he told castiel that he can't do it and then like immediately after fucking zach puts him in this little simulation.

also they gave him a gay little side part!!!!

#dean smith is the biggest gayboy in the whole series i think #spn 4x17

[kerryweaverlesbian]

I wish we had more Sam and Claire scenes, maybe there will be more further into season 11, because the fact that they were both abandoned by destiny. Is making me vibrate on frequencies henceforth unknown to man.

#“IT'S OKAY. I GOT TO KNOW [MY DEAD MOM] LATER I LIFE.” #IT'S MAKING ME CRAZY #sam went from being Thee luke skywalker of the series to having no mytharc for like 5 seasons #like yeah he was involved with the supernatural but he was getting flicked out of the room for people to talk to dean about dean's unwanted #magical destiny #the dean smith and sam wesson episode very clearly states that it is intrinsic to sam to want to believe in destiny and fate and #being born for something greater #and now that he's settled into his life - he tells both Charlie and his imaginary friend that he LIKES being a hunter #when the possibility of a Greater Purpose is still so enticing to him #and I think Claire would be the same. she's very easily manipulated or at least she has been so far. #to say 'your suffering was worth something' and not the reality of 'your suffering happened. full stop.' is very powerful to both of them #sam supernatural #claire supernatural

[acesammy]

Ok but like it’s a terrible life is not evidence of… literally anything. If the angels wanted an actual test of whether or not sam and Dean could like a normal life, they sure as FUCK wouldn’t leave Sam with memory dreams and they wouldn’t drop them in a haunted building

#I’m so sorry but it’s also not proof that Sam likes hunting bc !!! He was in the shittiest possible iteration of a normal life !!! #even Dean smith commented on it!!! #and he was having /memory dreams/ #lea speaks #idk it’s always bothered me about this episode #that it’s Not a good test #and I love it!! Bc there’s no fucking way the angels would give that a fair shake #but yeah idk seeing it used as proof of Sam not hating hunting makes me also go ‘uh no????’ #I don’t think that Sam hates hunting but I also don’t think he likes it #I think for 90% of the series he thinks it’s all he’s got #bc at the end of the day he knows he’s a freak #and he drowned his life in revenge in the early seasons #I think it’s just.. his life at this point #and that is that #i am so sorry to vague like this I do not want this to come across as mean spirited #I just didn’t want to add tags to someone else’s post bc like it’s all subjective anyways #Spn

[nevinslibrary]

Make It So Friday

A lot of Star Trek serieses can sorta be read in any order, and at anytime. And, while that’s sort of true of the Double Helix series also. On the other hand, if it’s read all at the ‘same time’ (i.e. over a few days or weeks or months) it’s such an amazingly awesome and epic story that really holds together well.

It starts with a plague on a planet where there’s also quite a lot of civil strife too. The Enterprise-D and Beverly Crusher are on the case though. It seems simple enough, but, it’s not actually simple at all. We then get four more books that are set mostly in ‘present’ time with all sorts of awesome characters like Montgomery Scott, Gul Dukat, Pulaski, Kira, more Beverly, and of course Bones from TOS. Then there’s the final book, which, actually goes all the way to the beginning with Jean-Luc Picard on the Stargazer and why the rest of the books and the through storyline actually happened to begin with.

It was set up so well. A slow burn as for who was doing this behind the scenes, and why it was happening too. Each book stood on its own merits, but, also had this really interesting and awesome through line. And then the final book was just…. Amazing. Although, to be fair, I’m a sucker for a good Stargazer story (that series is on my list to read too).

You may like this book If you Liked: Vulcan's Soul by Josepha Sherman, Prey by John Jackson Miller, or Cold Equations by David Mack

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Bunny's Masterlist

Hi everybody! I think it's about time for a masterlist to make my writings more easily accessible for everyone. Below you can find the links to my works based on the characters!

Supernatural: Dean Winchester: If You Change Your Mind - Ch. 1 If You Change Your Mind - Ch. 2 If You Change Your Mind - Ch. 3 Back Seat Guessing Game (ft. Sam) He Wants To Watch (ft. Sam) Discreet

Sam Winchester: Keep Watching No Vacancy - Day One No Vacancy - Day Two No Vacancy - Day Three Guessing Game (ft. Dean) He Wants To Watch (ft. Dean) Size Matters Research Sinners (Teaser)

Crowley: Your Rightful Place Fitting Room Vices and Virtues

Castiel: Obedience at Its Finest (Lucifer!Cas) Vices and Virtues

The Last of Us: Joel Miller (DBF!) But I'm Better Blood Flow Daddy's Girl The Real Thing Our Little Secret

Too Sweet (Jackson!AU), series in progress) Bourbon and Mead

The Walking Dead: Negan Smith: Easy Access

Other: Pedro Pascal: Sway Coat Check

Thank you for all of your support, as always. It means so much more than you know! If you have a request or simply want to say hi, my inbox is open for you!

Also, check this link to see who I write for, and this link if you'd like to be tagged in future posts! I'm still editing old works and adding names to let users know when their favorite character is posted.

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xoxo

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[deans-queen]

Love Or Die 💜🔪

Mini Series

Paring: Dean Winchester x Female Reader (Y/N) -> story will be told mostly in Reader’s P.O.V.

Plot: Reader (Y/N) can’t stand Dean Winchester and everything about him,  but she has a secret and that is:  she’s madly in love with him. 

Inspired by the song: Can’t Hold On Forever by Laura Marano 

Part 1 - Reader’s P.O.V.

Warning: Language

I have been hunting since I was 18 (I’m 25 now) but I’ve never worked with anyone as cocky, annoying and arrogant as Dean Winchester. I started hunting with him, his younger brother Sam and my Uncle /Godfather Bobby Singer since my parents died. Uncle Bobby has been looking after me the past year and I couldn’t be more grateful. He’s always been like a father figure to me. But Dean on the other hand….was a huge pain in the ass. I couldn’t stand him, and I made it pretty well known. But… I had a secret. A secret that no one knows. I'm also unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him. It all started last month, when he saved me from getting kidnapped by a witch that wanted to suck the life out of me to make her more youthful. He was so brave and took care of me, like a knight in shining armor. Since then I’ve had to hide how I felt….It wasn’t too hard to act like I didn’t have feelings, but it was at the same time. Under all that arrogance and self-confidence, he was so damn hot. He was tall, muscular (not like a body builder but his body was toned) and had short brown hair. He had a jawline so sharp and perfect that it could cut you in half. His hands were strong but also calloused, I imagined the way they would feel on my body. His lips were perfect. Looking soft, plump and kissable at the same time. I wanted to kiss them so damn much. And to top it off….he had the most amazing, perfect smile and GORGEOUS emerald green eyes. When I looked into them, I could melt like a popsicle on the 4th of July. There were days when he would be casually walking around, acting nonchalantly and I would find myself staring at him. I would snap out of it when he would say “Take a picture, sweetheart it’ll last longer.” Then I would have to fire back a snarky remark like, “In your dreams, Winchester.” And I’d roll my eyes. On the inside I was screaming, I don’t know how much longer I could keep this up.

The Next Day

We were working on a case, with a bunch of ghosts haunting this old abandoned New Orleans type esque mansion. This group of teenagers heard about it being haunted and wanted to check it out. And of course one of the girls winds up murdered. Her name was Jessica. What a bunch of idiots. Don’t they know it’s frowned upon to mess with haunted places. Anyways…while Sam and Uncle Bobby stayed behind to do research on the house, Dean and I went downtown to the police station to interview the teenagers. One of the things I loved about being a hunter was dressing up as an undercover FBI Agent. I always wore a black pencil skirt, with a white buttoned up blouse and heels. It made me feel like a bad bitch. Dean was wearing a suit and tie, which he looked so handsome in. Once we got there, the boyfriend of the girl who was killed was in an interview room. As we walked into the room, I noticed this kid was drooling over me, which Dean noticed. “Mr. Montgomery, I’m Agent Smith and this is my partner Agent Parker.” Dean said firmly while we both flashed our badges. “Alright, Mr…” I said while taking a seat at the table, trying to sound professional. Dean took a seat next to me. “Mike, you can call me Mike.” He said, interrupting and winking at me. “Okay, Mike.” I said, clearing my throat. “Why’d you go down to that haunted house?” “Look, I already talked to the cops about this. Why is the FBI questioning me now?” “We’re just doing our job Mike,” I said. “Now please, tell us what happened.” “Jess, my friends and I heard the stories about the house being haunted and we wanted to see if it was true.” He explained that when they walked through the house, they could feel the cold air around them. They heard strange noises, silent whispers, and objects flying out of nowhere. Warning them to stay away. “And don’t you think going in that house was a stupid idea?!” Dean said, shouting at him. I mean he wasn’t wrong, it was a very stupid idea. “Well - I - uh…” he said, stuttering. Dean was making him so nervous that his palms were clammy and sweat was beaming on his forehead. Mike finally looked at me and said, “I didn’t think anyone was gonna get hurt! Especially Jess.” He said. “Too little too late for that one buddy.” I said while crossing my arms. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean for this to happen. I thought it was stupid and all a joke!” He shouted “If I could take it all back I could.” He said softly, putting his hands in his face. I sighed and looked at him. I was in his shoes once. I used to believe that all this supernatural stuff was a joke, but then my parents explained to me that it’s all real. The ghosts, monsters, everything. I got up and put my hand on his shoulder, I could tell that he was being sincere. “Listen, Mike I know it’s hard not to believe this stuff, but believe me when I say this: it’s all real. And uh, I know how hard it is to lose someone you care about. It can be tough but you’ll get through it, I promise.” “Thanks Agent.” He said while flashing a smile at me. Dean cleared his throat and I removed my hand. “Okay well that’s it for today.” Dean said, and he handed out a business card to Mike. “Call us if you find anything else.” And then he rushed out of the room. “Bye,” Mike said quietly. I gave him a small smile and a quick wave before heading out the door. “What the hell was that Dean?” I said sternly while catching up to him as he walked towards the Impala. “That kid was totally giving you googly eyes, Y/N” he said, climbing in and slamming the door. Is he for real right now? “And why does it matter if he was, it’s not like I can do anything with him. He’s a teenager.” I said, going into the passenger seat. He started the engine and drove off. “It doesn’t matter. He’s 17, probably thinks more with his dick more than his mind.” “Oh and like you don’t either Dean??” I said. He looked at me coldly, gripping his hands on the steering wheel. He continued to drive down the road. “Are you jealous??” “Uhhh no, no no no.” He said, shaking his head. “Whatever Winchester.” I said, looking away from him.

And we continued our drive back to Uncle Bobby’s house in silence.

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[anundyingfidelity]

YES, MA’AM — Sam Winchester/Sam Wesson ft. Dean Winchester/Dean Smith (Chapter I)

Summary: Sam is the new tech support guy at Sandover Bridge & Iron Inc., and he thinks you, his supervisor, are related to him in ways more than professional. He not only dreams of ghosts and Dean Smith, the sales and marketing director, but you, the pretty boss who seems very fond of him, maybe a little too much.

Word count: 1.3k.

Pairing: Sam W./Sam Wesson x female reader (main), Dean W./Dean Smith x female reader. Situated in 4x17 - It's a Terrible Life.

Warnings for this series: smut with plot, sexual tension, sub!Sam, dom!reader, switch!Dean, co-workers with benefits with Dean, boss/employee dynamics, canon violence and stuff. Slow updates oops.

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Chapter I: A Boring Life

Taking a quick look at the clock on the corner of the screen of his computer, Sam let out a long sigh. Lunch hour was far from near. He continued drawing the monsters he saw in his dreams on the notebook, those who wouldn't let him continue his abnormally boring and stupid life.

"Hey, Sam," a voice called, making him jump slightly on his seat.

He cleared his throat shutting the notebook and sitting right this time as he took in your figure towering over him in the cubicle with a smile on your lips.

"Hi, uhm... Is something wrong?"

You chuckled slightly. He wanted to slap himself for saying that. For Sam, bosses coming to him meant he might have done something wrong. He didn't want to know what he screwed up. Barely three weeks have passed since he started working there. As much as things were strange and weird around, Sam just wanted a quiet life.

"Not at all," you answered in a friendly manner. "Actually I just wanted to give you kudos. I've received good compliments from customers who called for help, you're doing excellent!"

Sam breathed out, feeling a heavy weight on his back dropping. He smiled. "Well, thank you. It feels good doing that."

But a raise or something would feel absolutely better, he thought.

"Sure! You're brilliant, have you ever been told that?"

"Uhm, not here. I mean- I want to say you're the first one. Sorry, the first one to say I'm brilliant, I- uhm I never really got kudos before? I don't think so but it does feel great."

He stumbled so much with his words that it made you laugh a little but he noticed you tried to suppress it. So you gave him a nod.

"Yeah, of course. I also see you're very organized with your stuff and reports," you remarked before taking a quick glance around and leaning a little bit toward him, your face morphing into a shy look. "Probably I shouldn't but could you help me with some reports today? You'd be off the phone, I just really need to send them by the end of the day and I'm extremely busy."

You bit your painted lower lip with big doe eyes, waiting for an answer. Since the first day he saw you around the company, he thought you looked extremely familiar. Like he had seen you before. Hell, it was like he knew you ages ago. But he wouldn't say it out loud, he might look like a creep.

You'd usually come like this to his spot just to talk and get into business, sometimes he'd go to ask you something he wasn't sure about from a call, but he never, ever herd from a complaint or that his work was shit from you. In fact, you were very kind and smart, always letting him know you were there if he needed anything. And you were pretty. So damn beautiful that you got his heart agitated and his body aching when you bent over a desk wearing tight black pencil skirts and those matching high stockings. He began to think probably you liked him but you used to get close to all of your employees on the tech support floor. You were just being nice to everyone.

"Uh, sure. I can do that," Sam curved his lips into a smile.

"Thank you, you're a lifesaver! I'll send you those in your email, ask me anything if it's difficult, okay?"

You responded with happy demeanour and quickly walked away back to your office, leaving him alone before he had the moment to say something. Just two minutes later he received an email from you with a bunch of reports and data to organize.

Sam scanned the files quickly while hearing the sounds of a chair rolling to his side.

"I think she likes you, man," Ian, the messy and chill coworker of his, teased. Sam chuckled.

"Nah, she's just nice to everyone. Besides, she needs help."

Suddenly, a notification popped from the side of his screen on the computer.

It was a message from you. It read:

Put on the headphones and listen to some music if you want ;)

"You were saying?" Ian joked again.

He smiled. Well, at least he'd be off the phone. Shouldn't be that hard, right?

The night fell and Sam found himself alone on his desk at eight o'clock working on your reports. Seeing the long reports and files he thought could make it on time to finish his shift at four and leave on time. It was fucking Friday. Poor him.

At least you ordered delivery for dinner for both of you. The good thing was that he wasn't really alone on the floor, you were in your office but soft music played as you worked on your stuff. Moments later, you found yourself sitting by Sam's side as he worked the final things on the last report.

"It's done," he announced, his body falling to the backrest of his chair.

"Thanks," you whispered shyly as he sent the finished files back to you. "I'm so sorry though, it's so late."

"Well, didn't have anything to do either."

"Really?!"

Your surprise made his eyes fall on you. He shrugged. "Just sleep."

You raised your eyebrows. "I thought maybe a girlfriend was waiting for you or something?"

He shook his head, pressing his lips together. "No, nothing like that."

The question was odd coming from you, so he decided to play a little.

"What about you?"

This time you shook your head. "Just my books and my TV."

Sam hummed. "It's a boring life, isn't it?"

"Yeah, well I get to pay my bills by the end of the month... And I meet nice people here... And I see you- Sorry."

You cut off your words all of a sudden, your eyes blinking rapidly saying you realized what you just said.

"My bad. We should get going."

You gave him a smile to try and brush off your words, but they were strong enough to get in Sam's head unnoticed. He watched you walk away, turning your computer and lights off on your office as Sam did the same on his spot. Once done, you walked out the floor together in silence.

"Thank you again. I don't think no one would ever do this for me here," you admitted with a deep exhale.

"Yeah, no problem," Sam smiled kindly as you got closer to the elevator.

"Really, I owe you. Do you have a car to get home or something? I can give you a ride if you need."

"I do, don't worry," he said as you stopped in front of the elevator, the doors opening.

"Great, so I think this is it," you grinned at him. "Have a good night."

"Thanks. I hope you have a good weekend, boss."

You nodded. "You too, Sam. Take care."

He saw you disappearing inside the elevator with a wave of your hand and a beautiful smile on your face. With a sigh, he made his way to the locker room and took his briefcase and stuff out. It was just a couple of minutes that he saw you leaving when he went back to the elevator. Checking his watch, the lift arrived and before he could get inside, he got a shocking picture in front of him.

Dean Smith, the marketing director, had you pinned against the wall and kissing down your neck. Your blouse unbuttoned, skirt up, lips open and eyes closed in bliss. Dean noticed the doors were open, pulling away his plump lips from your skin.

"Sorry buddy, wrong floor," he beamed and pushed the right button.

When you opened your eyes once again, you met Sam's open mouth and wide eyes as the doors closed. Great, now he might think you're a slut. 

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[cityof2morrow]

Gallery Collection 001

Published: 2-21-2024 | Updated: N/A SUMMARY This is the first in a series of upcoming investment objects for Sims 2 – things your sims can use to generate income over time. From 1975-2000, Anheuser-Busch, Inc. commissioned 30 paintings of African kings and queens for an extended outreach and marketing campaign. This set of paintings features artwork from this amazing series. Celebrate Black History Month 2024! #co2bhm #bhm2024 #sims2bhm.   *No copyright infringement intended – I own no rights to these images.

DETAILS Requires Sims 2. Requires Apartment Life for shiftability. §1K-15K | Buy > Deco > Wall Hangings Paintings are centered on 1-tile but cover more tiles than that. They come in various gallery sizes and images have been edited to fit the mesh. After purchase, their value increases by approximately 2% daily – watch out for burglars! Files with “MESH” in their name are REQUIRED. Frame recolors include EA/Maxis and yeti textures. Frame and painting recolors are merged into two files so you’ll have to take them or leave them. ITEMS Great Kings & Queens of Africa: Paintings 001-006 (92-764 poly) DOWNLOAD (choose one) from SFS | from MEGA

IMAGES

Akhenaton Pharaoh of Egypt (1375-1358 BC) by Barbara Higgins Bond

Alfonso I King of the Kongo (circa 1486-1543) by Carl Owens (1929-2002)

Askia Muhammaed Toure King of Songhay (1493-1529) by Leo Dillon

Benhanzin Hossu Bowelle—The King Shark (1841-1906) by Thomas Blackshear II

Cleopatra VII Queen of Egypt (69-30 BC) by Ann Marshall

Hannibal Ruler of Carthage (247-183 BC) by Charles Lilly

Hatshepsut The Ablest Queen of Far Antiquity (1503-1482 BC) by Dean Mitchell

Idris Alooma Sultan of Bornu (1580-1617) by Charles Lilly (1949-)

Ja Ja King of the Opobo (1821-1891) by Jonathan Knight

Khama III The Good King of Bechuanaland (1819-1923) by Carl Owens

Makeda Queen of Sheba (960 BC) by Debra Edgerton

Mansa Kankan Musa King of Mali (1306-1337) by Barbara Higgins Bond

Menelek II King of Kings of Abyssinia (1844-1913) by Dow Miller

Moshoeshoe King of Batsutoland (circa 1786-1870) by Jerry Pinkney

Mwana Ngana Ndumba Tembo—Ruler of the Angolan Tchokwe (1840-1880 circa) by Kenneth Calvert

Nandi Queen of Zululand (1778-1826 AD) by HM Rahsaan Fort II

Nefertari Nubian Queen of Egypt (192-1225 BC) by Steve Clay

Nehanda of Zimbabwe (1862-1898) by Lydia Thompson

Nzingha—Amazon Queen of Matambo (1582-1663) by Dorothy Carter

Osei Tutu King of Asante (circa 1650-1717) by Alfred Smith

Queen Amina of Zaria (1588-1589) by Floyd Cooper

Samory Toure The Black Napoleon of the Sudan (1830-1900) by Ezra Tucker

Shaka-King of the Zulus (1787-1828) by Paul Collins

Shamba Bolongongo African King of Peace (1600-1620) by Roy LaGrone

Sunni Ali Beer King of Songhay (circa 1442-1492) by Leo Dillon

Taharqa King of Nubia (710-664 BC) by John Thomas Biggers

Tenkamenin King of Ghana (1037-1075 AD) by Alexander Bostic

Thutmose III Pharaoh of Egypt (753-712 BC) by Antonio Wade

Tiye The Nubian Queen of Egypt (circa 1415-1340 BC) by Leonard Jenkins

Yaa Asantewa Queen of Ghana (1863-1923) by Barbara Higgins Bond CREDITS No copyright infringement intended – I own no rights to these images. Artwork and trademarks are the property of their respective creators and/or owners. If this exceeds fair use, please contact me via private message. Thanks: Simming and Sketchfab Communities. Sources: Any Color You Like (CuriousB, 2010), Beyno (Korn via BBFonts), Console Certificates (d_dgjdhh, 2019; 2011), EA/Maxis, Gyeongbokgung Sajeongjeon Painting (National Heritage Administration, 2024 via CCA; Sketchfab), Great Kings and Queens of Africa Series (Anheuser-Busch, Inc., 1975-2000; Kentake, 2016), Offuturistic Infographic (Freepik), Painting by Zdzislaw Beksinski (Sosnowski, 2018 via CCA), Yeti Metals (Shastakiss, 2017).

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