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seanwinchester · 4 months
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I love in the early seasons how sam and dean switch their perceptions of john. when sam is so pissed at him and finds every occasion to bring up how john wronged them and dean pushes back defending him, but then suddenly john dies. and he's sam's dad again. but now dean resents him. and it could be boring but it's not. because they both mourn in such different ways, and in both cases it serves their character.
and it's like they can never hate him at the same time. hating the father is something you take turns for, you can't hate him both at once because somebody needs to love him still
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magickastiel · 1 year
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feeling great about this series of tortured expressions
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jdms-flat-ass · 4 months
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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN as daddy claus
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liel28 · 5 months
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"I had a father but I never had a dad."
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lambmotifz · 1 month
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“it was you. a little brother that looked up to him.”
“truth is, watching out for you? it’s kinda been my job, you know? but, more than that, it’s...it’s kinda who i am.”
he LOVES being the overprotective codependent big brother <3
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icvrusxx · 1 month
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Dad knew who you really were. Good soldier, nothing else. Daddy's blunt little instrument. Your own father didn't care whether you lived or died. Why should you?
let dead dogs lie, silas denver melvin // i am a dog. i have blood all over my teeth, sciencedfiction // spn 1x16, shadow // chapter viii, chen chen // hannibal 2x12, tome-wan // the hour of the star, clarice lispector // spn 3x10, dream a little dream of me // i don’t smoke, mitski // cut, catherine lacy // i’m your man, mitski // spn 2x22, all hell breaks loose pt 2 // mary, the death riders
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holylulusworld · 5 days
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Ready for harvest
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Summary: You and your alphas play another game.
Written for @spnkinkevents SPN Omegaverse Week – Day 6 – Friday, April 19 – Slick
Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x fem!Reader; Alpha!Sam Winchester x fem!Reader; Alpha!John Winchester x fem!Reader
Warnings: implied smut/light smut, somnophilia, use of a sex swing, implied taking turns, blindfolds, use of a safe word, aftercare, consensual degrading, daddy kink, a/b/o, a/b/o dynamics, established polyamorous relationship, fluff
Catch up here: Hungry like the wolf
A/N: The story takes place in Season 10. John is still alive for my storyline.  
Words: 1,3 k+
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A snowstorm ruined your plans, but it offered a new opportunity. While stuck at the bunker with your alphas, you came up with new ideas to kill time.
Strip poker. Chasing a fake monster. Strip charade. Naked cooking contests. 
Five days later you’re still stuck in the bunker, unable to leave it because of the snow masses blocking all exits.
Luckily you’re always prepared and got enough food, because and men around to survive for even for weeks without leaving the bunker.
“Good thing I bought all the good shit before the weather decided to fuck us over,” John grins at you. “What do you say, Y/N? Do you want to try it out? I got it in our playroom.”
You chuckle at his eagerness. It was his idea to turn one of the rooms at the bunker into a playroom for you and your alphas.
“Okay, show me what you bought,” you lean closer to whisper in his ear, “Daddy.”
“Careful or I’ll take you right here, in the hallways.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time,” you grin, remembering the night John pounced on you after you sneaked into the kitchen for a late-night snack. He fucked you right there, on the floor for his sons to watch. “It was so hot and dirty.”
“Because we all took turns,” Sam suddenly stands behind you to grope your ass. For a man his size, he’s fucking stealthy. “So, what are we up to today? Can I sort the books at the library, or did we find something more interesting to do?”
You smirk at Sam.
“I think our omega wants to play,” John snickers. He unashamedly cups his crotch. It’s only you and his sons, and all of you have seen all of him over the years. No one around to judge you for being a pack’s omega.
“Hmm…” you run your fingertips over the sex swing hammock John decided to buy. You feel the soft leather to check the quality. “It looks nice.” You’re unsure for the first time.
“If you don’t like it, we can just chase you around the bunker and play hide and seek,” Dean joins the party. “We thought it’d be nice if you played pillow princess and just enjoyed the ride.”
“Pillow princess?” You snort. It’s not your style to just take it. “How will this work?” You tug at the straps to test the stability of the hammock. “Me?”
“I want you to wear this,” John purrs and holds a blindfold in front of your face. “We want to play guess the cock.”
“You’re kinky, Mr. Winchester,” you snatch the blindfold out of his hands. “Black silk, huh?”
“For special occasions, sweetheart,” Dean looks at the blindfold in your hands. “We want to give you a special night.”
“You want to get your dick wet,” you playfully slap his chest. “You horny bastard.”
Dean chuckles. “You know me so well, baby.”
“I know all of you,” you smirk darkly. “Every dirty little secret and every kink.”
“Do you trust us?” John cups your cheek. “We’d love to give you a new experience. But only if you want it.”
“Only if you promise to not tease me,” you poke your finger into his chest. “Last time you edged me for too long and then, you didn’t let me cum!”
“That was sweet punishment,” Sam taunts. “And we will do it again.”
“If you play your cards right,” you purr and step toward Sam to fist his flannel, “I allow you to massage my feet after you made me cum, Sammy.”
Your alphas smirk as you shimmy out of your panties and fling them across the room. 
“Let’s test this nice swing…”
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Your alphas helped you into the shamrock. Your men made sure that you were comfortable and felt safe. John asked you about your safe word and kissed you softly before using the leg and arm straps on you.
It feels like floating. “You look ready to get eaten, doll,” John whispers in your ear. He tweaks one of your nipples, causing you to shudder. “If you guess the cock right, you get a special gift after we are done with you.”
Dean kneels in front of the shamrock to teasingly run his tongue over your clit. He grips your legs tightly, enjoying you cannot close them when he playfully sinks his teeth into your clit.
“DEAN!” you grunt. He’s a teasing little shit, and you will pay him back. “I dare you!”
“How does she taste brother?” Sam watches his father and brother tease you with little licks and touches. “Dean?”
“She’s slicking for us, Sammy,” Dean growls against your flesh. “Y/N is such a good omega for us.”
You mewl at his words. Your chest swells and your body goes lax. “Daddy…”
“I’m here, doll,” John whispers in your ear. “Can we begin, baby doll?”
“Hmmm…” you nod.
“Do you remember your safe word, Y/N?” 
“Papaya,” you murmur. “I’m all green, daddy.”
“Of course you are,” he replies and nods at his sons. “If you want us to stop, you will say it. Remember that you are the one in control.”
John’s features darken as he steps next to his sons. He cracks his neck and stares at your exposed body, ready for them to use you. You’re completely at their mercy, and his primal side loves it.
“Ready sons.”
“Ready if you are,” Dean and Sam say in unison.
“Yes…” you whisper lowly. “I want to play a game with all of you…”
You feel his hands on you seconds later. His touch is tender at first, but his hands get more demanding. He gropes your tits, roughly pinching your nipples. You know it’s Sam because he’s hiding the beast so well, but not with you.
“Fuck me,” you challenge. “Now!”
They don’t speak when they start using your body for their pleasure. It’s part of the game.  
Sam is first. He’s rough, and demanding, but he pulls three orgasms out of your body. 
You recognize Dean next. He takes his time to tease you, fingering you until you cry and beg him for an orgasm, but he will let you wait, and you’ll only find release with his cock inside of you.
John is last. He’s rougher tonight and calls you his whore, and slut. Your alpha was on the edge for weeks. One hunt had gone wrong, and he feared he’d lose another mate.
“Look at this, a whore to go,” John taunts you not only with his cock driving into you in abandon, but his voice making you shudder.
He’s unstoppable. Pulling orgasm after orgasm from your spent body. You’re sore and tired, your safe word on the top of your tongue but you don’t use it. John needs to get this out of his system, and you won’t stop him.
Even if it’s against your alphas’ rules.
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In the morning, you wake to John fucking wildly into you. You’re usually more than happy if he slips inside of you while you’re asleep, but this morning is different.
You cry, and whimper. John grunts into your neck, believing you’re into it as you wiggle underneath him.
“John,” it pains you to do it, but you cannot take more, “Papaya.”
He stiffens and immediately slips out of you. “Doll,” he nuzzles you. “I’ve got you doll,” John whispers. “You did so well. We are proud of you.” He wraps his arms around you and cradles you in his arms. “I’m gonna get you clean and take care of you.”
John picks you up to carry you inside the bathroom. “I’m sorry, daddy. It was…too intense.”
“No. I’m sorry,” he pecks your hair. “I was a bad dominant today. I should’ve seen your distress and ended the session last night. It was too much, and…” He sniffs. “Please forgive me.”
“I’m fine, John,” you hide your face in his shoulder. “You’re good alphas.”
John isn’t convinced. He calls for his sons, asking them to help him with you. “We need to do more aftercare. It was too much.” He admits, ashamed. 
“We’re here, sweetheart,” Dean whispers. “We will take care of you now…”
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starsm00n · 16 days
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What is it with fictional men that make me unhinged and feral. LIKE LET ME OUTTA MY CAGE!
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shellhawk · 1 month
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This was a fun moment in Burbank this weekend...
These men are fine!
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carnaldesecration · 3 months
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how am i JUST NOW realizing the prodigal son themes in the early seasons of Supernatural ??? it was there all along, but i didn't rlly see it until i rewatched and realized that Sam is the prodigal child & Dean is the Son Who Stayed
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rincewinds-hat · 1 month
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Don't get me wrong, im a Dean apologist through and through, but i will never ever ever forgive him for treating Jack so poorly. Like. What'd the kid do??? Sure, he killed Mary, but:
He didn't have his soul at the time. I don't remember him hating Sam for whatever you did when he was soulless
Even before that, he just hated him for Jack's father (throwing in a little theory - Dean thinks you are what you're born as, so he sees Jack as Lucifer's son - the Antichrist, himself as John's son - just a dull weapon, and Sam as Mary's son - smart caring person who got dragged into hunting)
I think he hated him because he looked so much like Cas, in every way, and he hated that reminder. But after he got Cas back he still hated him. Wtf?????
I know that Dean later warmed up to Jack, but i still can't forget what he did
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jdms-flat-ass · 6 months
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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN | he put the D in dilf 🤭
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quietwingsinthesky · 9 months
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I feel like opinions of John Winchester are less about how well you can interpret the show and more about how many daddy issues you, personally, have.
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lambmotifz · 3 days
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dean fucking sam and sam demanding him to be rough and accidentally letting a “daddy” slip out and dean is utterly confused, slightly freaked out, and so turned on he can’t think
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pumpkinspiie · 6 months
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request box guide !
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▬ official request box for me! Below is a guide on things I’m offering to write so, go crazy. Please, be specific with everything so I get it right!
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holylulusworld · 2 years
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Always daddy’s good girl (3) - Kinktober 8
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Summary: You are still mad at John...
Rating: lightly explicit
Kinktober Special: Daddy kink
Square 4 filled for @spnkinkbingo: Teasing
Square 15 filled for @spnaubingo​: Public sex
Square 4 filled for @j3bingo​ former @jdmorganmixedbingo 
Pairing: John Winchester x fem!Reader
Warnings: angst, language, daddy kink, age gap, established relationship, needy John, dirty talk, light smut, unprotected sex, quickie, voyeurism
A/N: 3rd installment to: Daddy’s good girl & Still daddy’s good girl
Words: 1,3 k
Kinktober 2022
2021 SPN AU BINGO masterlist
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Jeffrey Dean Morgan Mixed Bingo masterlist
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Another month later John wants you to join the Winchesters for a night out. The last hunt was a piece of cake and now, the boys are up to cheap drinks, fast sex, and celebrating the hunt. Or life in general.
“No,“ you cross your arms over your chest. “Forget it. I won’t go anywhere with you. You still didn’t make things up to me.”
“Doll, don’t be a brat,” John grumbles. He wraps his arms around your waistline from behind to bury his face in your hair. “I apologized. Let daddy buy you drinks and make things up to you some more.”
“Sex and drinks won’t fix that you broke my trust. You just let that guy watch us fuck. I’m not a prude, but letting strangers watch us is a hard limit.”
“I know,” he softly kisses your neck. “I’m sorry, Y/N. This will never happen again. Your man is a jealous and possessive old bastard. But I learned my lesson.”
“I don’t think you did. You only want to get laid again,” you smirk as Sam and Dean walk inside the library. “Look what the cat dragged into the bunker. Two lumberjacks.”
“Did you forgive him?” Dean grumbles. His father is in a bad mood since you forced a dry spell on the hunter. Every chance he gets, John makes sure his sons can’t get laid themselves. 
If John suffers, he won’t let his boys have fun either.
“Like hell,” you size Dean up. “Do you think I’ll just forgive him for what he did? No. Fucking. Way. John Winchester must learn his lesson.”
“What did he do?” Sam huffs as you still refuse to tell them what happened. John presses his lips into a thin line while his sons try to interrogate you. “Y/N, what did he do?”
“He didn’t cheat, right?” the elder brother presses on. “Right?”
“I would’ve castrated him if he cheated on me,” your eyes darken as John tries to kiss your cheek. “If he puts his dick in another pussy, he’s dead.”
“I would never cheat on you, baby,” John mumbles against you. “I swear. You’re the only woman I want. And the only woman I had sex with since we met.”
“Sir, can you not make things up to Y/N? You are on the edge for weeks.”
“Stop asking stupid questions, Winchester.”
Dean easily dodges your attack when you try to punch his chin. 
“No violence, sweetheart.”
“I’ll shoot you,” you grumble, “if you don’t stop asking stupid questions. What happens between me and your daddy is none of your business.”
“Boys, go and change. We will go to the bar and have some drinks. Maybe my girl will forgive me too.”
“In your dreams, Winchester.”
“Careful,” John whispers in your ear. “I’m still your daddy. If you don’t stop acting like a bad girl, I’ll treat you like a bad girl.”
“Well, maybe I should look for a new daddy then,” you wiggle out of John’s embrace.
He sighs deeply as you walk out of the library.
“Baby, I told you that I’m sorry…”
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“Just a little more,” you think to yourself. 
John is on the edge. You insisted on dancing tonight. He reluctantly agreed and now, he regrets his decision. You press your ass into his crotch and grind into him.
“Doll,” he warns. “Don’t make me lose control.”
You smirk. 
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” you move your hand behind your head to pat his cheek. “I’m dancing, daddy.”
“You’re getting me hard.”
“That’s not my fault. Maybe you should learn to control your libido, John,” he wraps one arm around your waistline to hold you against his body. John starts to grind his raging hard-on into your ass.
“You are a little troublemaker,” he purrs in your ear. “But I’ll show you how to be a good girl, doll. Daddy will make sure you know whom you belong to.”
Dean watches you turn in his father’s embrace. He chuckles as you shamelessly cup John’s crotch, making even his father blush.
“Sammy, I think we are going to get laid tonight.”
“Dean, we didn’t even talk to one of the women,” Sam huffs. “How do you wanna know that we are going to get laid?“
“Call it a hunch…”
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You watch John spread your legs roughly. He darts his tongue out while looking at your dripping cunt.
“See, I told you to not tease your daddy,” he slaps your pussy with his cock, making you whine. It’s been too long for you without sex too. “Do you even deserve my cock?”
John watches you cup your tits. “Cat got your tongue, doll? If I ask you a question,” he slaps your pussy with his hand, “I expect you to answer.”
“Daddy needs to make things up to me,” you coo. “You promised to have sex with me on the Impala to fuck with Dean.
“You really want to mess with my son, huh?”
You giggle.
“I really want to ruin his car with your cum, daddy,” you crook your finger. “Please fuck me. I can’t wait any longer.”
John grip one of your thighs. His blunt nails dig into your flesh as he teases your entrance with the tip of his cock. “I think you deserve to get fucked by daddy.”
“I do.”
“Daddy is going to give it to you. I know you have missed my cock.”
He slowly inches his way inside your dripping cunt, not giving away he has something special planned for tonight. “Fuck, you’re always so hard for me, baby.”
“Only for you.”
John hooks your legs over his forearms. He wants to control your body and make sure, you won’t move too much. “Hmm…so good and big…”
“So wet and pretty,” you chuckle at his words. “This is my sweet cunt. The one I own. No one touches what’s mine.”
You’re propping yourself up on your elbows to watch John move his hips. His eyes are glued to his cock sliding in and out of your slicked cunt. He can’t look away, even though, he wants to watch your reaction.
Little gasps and moans leave your lips, letting John know that he hits your sweet spot.
John doesn’t have to look at your face. He already knows your lips parted a long time ago and that your eyes are closed. You always close your eyes when the pleasure gets too much.
“Daddy.”
“Shit, you’re already close, aren’t you?”
“’m gonna cum,” shit, it has been too long for you. Your pussy clamps hard down his cock a few thrusts later, dragging John with you over the edge.
“Damn, babe. I wanted to go for longer,” he breathlessly says. “Fuck…fuckity…fuck. That fucking cunt of yours, doll.”
“I don’t fucking care,” you fall back onto the hood to catch your breath. “I love me a quickie on Dean’s car.”
“You’re a dirty girl.”
“You’re a dirty daddy.”
“What the fuck!!!” 
“Uh-oh. I think Dean caught us red-handed, daddy,” you giggle as John doesn’t give a shit his son walks toward his car. He still rolls his hips to ride your highs out.
“I said – what the fuck are you doing on my car!!” the hunter yells at John and you. “You can’t just fuck on my car!”
“It’s still my car.”
“You gave it to me.”
“Deano don’t be mad. I always dreamed of getting fucked on your car,” you wink at Dean. “Did you enjoy the show too, Sammy?”
“Warn me next time,” Sam shudders, but his eyes drift toward your chest. “Stuff for nightmares. Watching your father fuck your stepmother is the worst.”
“Don’t act as if there is no tent in your pants, Sammy.”
Sam's cheeks turn bright red at your words.
“How about you go back to that pretty girl you were chatting up earlier? I think she wants to ride some dick tonight…”
“You will clean my fucking car,” Dean turns around to storm back toward the bar. “I’m getting drunk to get the images of my father’s naked ass out of my head.”
“It’s a great ass,” you snicker as the brothers hurriedly walk away. “Don’t come home before you got laid. I and your daddy want to christen the bunker tonight…”
“And don’t think you will ever see my girl naked again,” John yells. “She is and always will be daddy’s good girl…” 
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