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winchestergirl2 · 6 months

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October Reading Recs

To show some love and appreciation to all the amazing writers here on tumblr, here are all the fantastic fics I've read this month. 💖

Many of these fics and blogs are 18+ only, and NSFW please heed the author's individual fic warnings and requests regarding no minors. I am not responsible for your media consumption.

2023 Reading Recs List

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

The One That Got Away Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | @pink-sparkly-witch

Authors Summary: Childhood sweethearts, Dean and Y/N, are very much in love with each other. When she accepts a full scholarship to an out-of-state college, she finally gets to leave behind her traumatic childhood and abusive father, but it means leaving Dean behind too.

Over a decade later, Y/N returns to Lawrence, Kansas, and finally tries to heal the only wounds she has left… the psychological and emotional scars her father gave her and the heartbreak she endured by Dean Winchester, the one that got away.

Smoke Eater Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | @zepskies

Authors Summary: Dean Winchester is the cocky, but well-respected Lieutenant at Firehouse 25. He leads by example, but he’s also known to break a few hearts. He’s starting to crave something he’s never had, though. Something stable. Something real.

That’s when he meets you, on a truly terrible day, trapped in a rickety old elevator.

Escape Chapter 66 | Chapter 67 | Chapter 68 | @soaringeag1e

Authors Summary: A serial killer is reeking havoc around Lawrence, Kansas, and Detective Dean Winchester is getting really sick of finding more and more bodies. But one day, he gets a call about another victim. But instead of the location of another body, he gets news that this one escaped the hell of this mans actions.

Massages And More @miss-madness67

Authors Summary: Dean really likes your massage.

Meant To Be Mine @negans-lucille-tblr

Authors Summary: A mix up leads to life changing consequences.

Sam Winchester

Yellow @idreamofhazel

Authors Summary: I listened to Yellow by Coldplay and got inspired.

Untitled Sam Winchester Drabble @supernaturalfreewill

Relax @imagineteamfreewill

Authors Summary: It’s almost the end of the semester and your schedule is jam-packed, leaving you stressed, overwhelmed, and overtired. Thankfully, Sam Winchester is the best at helping you relax.

Family Friends and Loved Ones @waywardxwords

Authors Summary: You make it home for Thanksgiving to see your family again, bringing Sam and Dean with you.

The Boys

Soldier Boy

New Blood @wayward-dreamer

Authors Summary: The executives at Vought American are enamoured by the new supe at the annual shareholders party, hoping to make her a new addition to Payback. Soldier Boy isn't pleased with the idea, as he's the only one who gets to decide who joins his team. He tells her this fact, and braces himself for a fight, but gets something much better out of their encounter.

Friday the 13th

Clay Miller

Flyers @plus-size-reader

Authors Summary: Going out with Clay to help look for Whitney and bonding with him in a way that you never have before

Friday The 13th (2009) @bored-writer101

Authors Summary: You are Clay Miller’s girlfriend. He’s taken you to the middle of bumfuck nowhere, looking for his sister, Whitney. She’s been missing for a month and a half after she went on a camping trip with some friends. You and Clay are determined to find her, but there is a hockey masked killer who is waiting in the woods for you.

Big Sky

Beau Arlen

Wonderwall @deanbrainrotwritings

Authors Summary: teasing beau during work and leaving without finishing. when he gets home he wants to pick up where they left off.

Only Ever Holding Onto You Part 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | @thebiggerbear

Authors Summary: When Beau Arlen called and asked Y/N to join him at the Lewis & Clark County Sheriff's Department, she knew she should have turned him down. Sure, he made a great case for her relocation, but it was the sound of his voice that had her put in for an immediate transfer. After all, he was worried and needed her; how could she say no? Yet, the more time she spends in Big Sky Country, the more Y/N wonders if she should have stayed in Houston.

Untitled Beau Arlen Drabble @smellingofpoetry

Montana Stars @spnbaby-67

Authors Summary Just cute one shot between Beau Arlen and his girl, Y/N.

Chicago Fire

Matt Casey

Better late than never @deanstead

Authors Summary: After witnessing Y/N’s interaction with Connor, Matt finally decides to tell her how he feels

Imagine: Seeing Matt at Molly's after returning to Chicago @deanstead

Untitled Matt Casey Drabble @deanstead

Authors Summary: Matt surprising his wife with a puppy

Ten Inch Hero

Boaz Priestly

Movie Night To Remember @daughterofcain-67

Authors Summary: In honor of spooky season, The Beach City Grill is throwing a Horror movie night event by putting on the movie Scream! The employees are excited, and so are some of the regulars. Your friends, Piper, Jen and Tish invite you to come because she knows you're another regular at the grill. But the thing is, you hate scary movies, crime shows or anything dealing with blood. Which will be scarier? Actually watching this movie, or embarrassing yourself in front of a guy you like?

The Body @deanbrainrotwritings

Authors Summary: tish dared priestly to wear a dress to work in exchange for a week off.

Smallville

Jason Teague

Assistant Hottie @zepskies

Authors Summary: Jason Teague, Assistant Football Coach, meets you in the faculty break lounge at Smallville High. He tries to kick you out, thinking you’re a student. Technically, you are. Turns out, you both go to the same university.

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fuiabarcelos · 8 months

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Sam Winchester: Fic Recs (August - 2023)

This month I've read a lot of fantastic stories. Congratulations to all the authors who wrote these incredible stories!

Most of the stories posted here weren't published this month, but they're my favorite stories I've read this month.

1 - I Bet On Losing Dogs: By @slvtwh0re

The reader is hit by a spell that makes her feel a lot of pain, Sam is there to make sure she's okay.

Info: One Shot - 1700 Words

Warnings: "pain, crying, near-death experience" - Warnings described by the creator.

2 - 12x06 Celebrating the Life of Asa Fox: By @imagining-supernatural

Info: One shot - 1078 Words

3 - All Work, No Play: By @idreamofhazel

What happens when you see Sam shirtless and can't control your feelings?

Info: One shot - 1700 Words

Warnings: "Just fluff" - Warnings described by the creator.

4 - “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”: By @sharonisantisocialimagines

Info: One shot - 1466 Words

5 - Doctors Orders /Part 2: By @plus-size-reader

"Ketch kidnapping you and brainwashing you, along with Mary, in an attempt to use you against the boys."

Info: One shot (2 parts) - 2650 Words

Warnings: "None" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

6 - All this time...: By @thinkinghardhardlythinking

"Sam and Y/N have been best friends since they first met when they were 15 years old. Now, Sam needs her help with a case and old feelings start to flare."

Info: Serie - 4 chapters

Warnings: "Angst and fluff and in the last part only, smut (you can just not read that part if smut is not for you, or go straight to it if it’s all you want)" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

7 - The Perfect Date: By @queen-of-deans-booty

"You, Sam, and Dean have been through a lot and with Amara surfacing as a very serious threat, Sam just wants the perfect date for you to show you how much he loves you."

Info: One shot - 1469 Words

Warnings: "just some fluffy sammy" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

8 - Car’s outside (but I don’t wanna go tonight): By @yourmomxx

"Sam feels bad because he’s always away on hunts. you reassure him."

Info: One shot - 1300 Words

Warnings: "Angst, fluff, insecure Sam" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

9 - We're Endgame: By @kaleldobrev

"Although you’ve been out of the hunting game for years, Dean manages to suck you back in when you are recruited in pretending to date Sam for a case"

Info: One shot - 2900 Words

Warnings: "Fluff, Angst, Mutual Pining" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

10 - Rainfall: By @67chevy-imagine

"A glimpse of how deep Sam’s affections truly are."

Info: One shot - 2521 Words.

#sam winchester #sam winchester x reader #supernatural x reader #supernatural #sam winchesterxreader #sammy #fic rec #recs

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impala-dreamer · 1 year

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A cup of tea for my internet friends. Sip and chat, pass it along, whatever. You are awesome. Mutual, follower, followee, or stranger. You are all awesome.

@because-imma-lady-assface @covered-byroses @kittenofdoomage @justcallmeasmodeus @mariekoukie6661 @feelmyroarrrr @babysimpala @ilsawasanacrobat @deanwinchesterswitch @winchestershiresauce @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone @andy-clutterbuck @adoptdontshoppets @bkwrm523 @becauseofthebowties @cherie-mon-cherie @dreaminblue67 @fallingintolife @haylie-spnfam4ever @inacatastrophicmind @idreamofhazel @idabbleincrazy @kellyn1604 @kickingitwithkirk @lastactiontricia @magnificent-winged-beast @maritamorgado @percussiongirl2017 @pandaxo79 @petite-madame @rainbowkisses31 @regardingjenmish @jarchaeology @sexyvixen7 @wingedcatninja @b3autyfuldisast3r @kazsrm67 @viewers like you

#spread the love #good morning #i am a bad artist #lol

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seenashwrite · 5 years

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@idreamofhazel

#Nash Wishes #HIPPEST #BIRFDAY!#SPN Family #idreamofhazel #Queueby Dooby Doo #Dad's on a blog post and #he hasn't been queued in a few days

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youtotallymadethatup · 5 years

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@idreamofhazel reblogged your video and added:

I’ll admit–I have not listened to every single one of your episodes (yet), but I have listened to a few. This one is by far the most outlandish and disturbing one. It actually made me think, “Someone had to have made this up.” I’m very curious about how you dug this story up because I feel like it should be one of those ghost stories that everyone and their mother knows about. Also, it reminds me a lot of A Rose for Emily by William Faulkner. Maybe Count Carl took a note from Mr. Faulkner. The story was published in 1930…

How wonderful to hear, we are so glad you enjoyed it and appreciate you passing us along to your followers! And yes - that story is very much in line with the vibe, agreed!

As far as where it came from - and this is Nash, here - I’d heard of the story a long time ago, can’t recall how, and I was reminded of it when The Dollop did an episode on it a while back, but I was curious as to his motivation, if there was more to it other than merely keeping her around, so I dug further and when I learned of all the supernatural elements, I knew it was perfect for the show! 👻

Check out that episode HERE!

#idreamofhazel #Thank You #feedback

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spnfamilybirthdays · 6 years

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Back to Bed

Hey @idreamofhazel, Happy Birthday! Lots of love from your SPN Family!

You woke up, the all-encompassing need to pee twinging in your belly. Without hesitation you got up, heading to the restroom to take care of business. It was only in there that you let yourself stretch and yawn, your body not actually ready to get up, even though you had.

You shouldn’t have had all that water right before bed, it was your own fault.

You headed blearily back into your room, rubbing one eye. It was at the foot of the bed that you stopped, a smile falling onto your face.

If getting up early meant that this was the view you would have, maybe you should do it more often.

Sam was laying in bed, covers around his waist so you had a perfect view of his toned chest. He was breathing deeply, still sound asleep. He looked like an angel, or you would think like that if you didn’t actually know a few angels and know that they weren’t all that great, some of the time.

You crawled back into the bed, pulling the covers up and moving into Sam’s side. He started just a bit when you wrapped your arm across his chest and put a leg over his, but he didn’t wake.

He pulled you closer to him in his sleep, as if it was the most natural thing ever.

You sighed, knowing that with Sam in your bed, you could stay there forever.

happy birthday from @just-another-busy-fangirl

#idreamofhazel #happy birthday #spnfamilybirthdays

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saileenbigbang · 6 years

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Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Word Count: 12.2k Archive Warnings: Major Character Death (Castiel, season 12 finale) Major Tags: sam/eileen reunion, dean/castiel reunion, season 13 canon divergence, fluff and angst, Sam and Eileen figure out their relationship, saving Mary, completion of Lucifer’s arc Summary: Takes place after the events of the season 13 premiere. Sam and Dean have suffered devastating losses. The relief from their grief comes in the form of Jack bringing Castiel and Eileen back from the dead, giving Sam and Dean what they need most. But Mary is still missing. Sam and Eileen have to navigate their relationship while they work to get Mary back, and Sam feels the weight of all the threats coming at him and those he cares about. But this time, he'll make sure no one takes his family from him again.

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#saileen big bang #saileen fanafic #saileen fanart #saileen #miracles #idreamofhazel #flutterby-cupcake-26

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authoressskr · 6 years

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Misery Business

Pairing: Dean x Reader ++ Warnings: Language, Mentions of cheating, Lisa Braden (Does that count?) ++ Word Count: 1712

This was written for @idreamofhazel Hazel’s Throwback Challenge. My given song was: Misery Business by Paramore.

Note: Do NOT repost, copy and paste, post or share my works on any other platform without my EXPRESS PERMISSION. -+- REBLOGGING is fine! -+-

A/N: I rewrote this twice. This is the version that sucked less. Enjoy!

When she’d left home for college on the west coast, she had kissed him in the airport, stunning not only himself but their combined families.

“Couldn’t leave without doing that.” Her smile was infectious - making a slow, wide one creep onto his face to mirror hers before his big hands came up to cup her face and pull her into a deeper kiss, ignoring the loud coughing of her dad at this development.

“That’s how you kiss someone goodbye, kiddo.”

“Noted.” Licking her lips, her eyes shifted over to Sam with a promising smirk. “Wanna say goodbye to me too Sam?” Dean’s lips were on her again, firm and chaste as his arms pulled her tight against him.

“Don’t even think about it, Sammy,” Dean muttered afterward, Sam rolling his eyes as Dean released her - watching her hug his parents and then her own as she fought back tears.

“I’ll see you guys at Christmas for sure.” She promised before handing her ticket to the clerk and with a short wave, boarded the plane and flew off to her new adventure.

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When she’d come home for Christmas, her bright eyes landing on him as Dean entered the house for dinner that night - having been dreaming of coming back and falling into his arms - was suddenly dashed as he tugged a petite brunette into the house behind him. His eyes had dropped when they’d met your own, slightly ashamed. Turning promptly around and heading back into the safety of the kitchen, you ignore your mother’s questioning looks, simply pointing to the living room as you tug on your snow boots and then grab your heavy jacket, fighting back tears once more.

“When I thought he was mine, she caught him by the mouth.” You mutter to yourself, heading towards your best friend’s house as the tears finally slipped down your cheeks.

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She’d gone without saying goodbye.

Hadn’t even answered his texts or calls.

He didn’t mean to...Lisa just came into the shop one day. And the one night stand turned into a few times a week sex and then into something else.

Sex with Lisa was good. Really good. But, Jesus, dealing with Lisa had been an experience. Dean couldn’t blame her for liking the nicer things. He liked nice things too, but, the shit she was always pointing out constantly - Dean couldn’t even hope to afford at this point in his life. A few weeks later, she suddenly wants him to move in with her and her five-year-old son, Ben. They’d compromised by him spending Friday through Monday at her condo, which was nice at first.

Everything was nice at first.

Then it evolved into subtly dropped hints that her grandfather’s factory needed some help. And “Besides, you don’t want to work as a mechanic forever, Dean,” mentioned a few times.

That morphed into “Granddaddy said he’d be willing to bump you straight to a supervisor since you’re taking care of his baby and Ben.” Three months later: “I don’t see why you won’t take it, Dean. It’s more than generous. Being a mechanic will never pay you as well as this will” and finally to “You’ve only been staying with me because you got attached to BEN?! I can’t believe you, Winchester! I am NOT money hungry! I want a lifestyle, Dean. One you’ll never man up and provide me and Ben with. Get your shit and get out, please.”

Pretty fucking harsh words from a woman who cheated on him...

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When his kiddo finally came back home again, she’d granted him one wary look at the airport arrival gates before dropping her worn, purple carry-on and wrapping her mom in a crushing hug. Dean could hear her say how much she missed home and them as she reached out to repeat the process with her dad. Giving everyone else a bright, but slightly watery smile, she linked arms with her mom as they all left shuffled out of the airport.

After they’d all eaten lunch, she’d gone upstairs to take a short nap - hoping to help rid her body a little of the Dramamine she’d needed to down to combat the motion sickness. When his sharp ears had heard her moving around upstairs, he headed up. Pausing a second to take a deep breath, Dean knocked on her bedroom door.

“Got a minute, kiddo?”

“Sure.” Her body language said she clearly didn’t want to speak with him, but Dean wanted - no, needed - to lay everything out for her. Best to start simple though...

“How was school?”

“Fine. I took an extra class and it kicked my ass.”

“Don’t overdo it, princess.” Dean shook his head with a wry smile. “And don’t try to compete with Sam. Dude was born an overachiever.” Okay, she’s smiling - now or never. “I, uh, I broke it off with Lisa.” She just raised an eyebrow before looking down, fiddling with the throw tossed over her legs.

“I can’t lie to save my life Dean, you know that.” Nodding, even though she isn’t looking, trying to guess at what she was going to say next as he attempts to calm the sudden rapid beating of his heart. “You’re the only one for me.”

“Oh, thank fuck.” Lunging forward, hands pulling her as close as possible while lips molded to lips. “Same, kiddo, same.” Dean smiled, stupidly happy at the best outcome he could’ve hoped for.

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You’d transferred schools after that, deciding that the University of Kansas, Lawrence was just as good - grumbling in defeat that yes, your father had been right. Yes, dad, it was easier to be at home. Yes, dad, I should have listened to you initially. And cue good-natured eye roll.

When you’d been in Oregon, you had kept mostly to yourself. Your days consisted of going to your classes, going to the library and then going to your dorm room. Which was usually empty due to your hippie-light roommate, Paisley, crashing at her brother’s apartment nearly every evening. However, being that alone had made your homesickness at least double, so transferring had been an easy decision. Did dating Dean significantly added to the ease of that choice? Yes.

You had waited until your semester was up to switch schools, which had been a long three months. And to celebrate getting everything signed over, you were having lunch with Dean at Lafitte’s Bar and Grill, close to his dad’s mechanic shop. After you two ordered, you saw Charlie - part-time bartender and lifelong friend - behind the bar, excusing yourself to chat with her until the food arrived.

That’s when Lisa sauntered in, her eyes almost immediately landed on Dean, raking over the snug heather gray shirt (the one you’d bought him) that fit oh-so-nicely. You were leaning against the bar when she’s nodded her bright red-head towards where Dean sat. Quirking your head to one side before turning your eyes widen to a near-comical level. Well damn, you had to give Lisa one thing - she had balls to chat up the very loving, very loyal man whom she cheated on.

“Long time, no see,” She cooed behind him, placing a tanned hand on his strong shoulder as he turned, his food-lust-filled gaze at the arrival of his burger snapped quickly to tight and uneasy.

“Lisa! Uh, yeah. Long time.”

“You know, Dean, I’ve missed you.” Oh, you bet your sweet ass she did. You thought as you pushed away from the bar and eased up behind her.

“I’m seeing someone.” Dean shuts her down, giving the burger that’d just been placed before him a long look at it that made you smile.

“We don’t even deserve a second chance?” Dean’s mouth opens, but he doesn’t get the chance to answer.

“Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change. Once a whore, you're nothing more, I'm sorry that'll never change.” She whipped around to face you, her three necklaces tangling in her hair as her eyes burned into your furiously.

“What did you say to me?!”

“Well, there's a million other girls who do it just like you, you know? Looking as innocent as possible to get to who they want and what they like. But you fucked up and suck your fingers in too many pies, Lisa. You had Dean Winchester, a grumpy teddy bear of a man whose loyalty knows no bounds, and you decided that wasn’t enough?”

“You know what, little girl? You’re a class A bitch!”

“But God, does it feel so good!” You call after Lisa as she storms out, sitting down across from Dean with the smuggest of smug grins on tugging at the corners of your mouth.

“Benny!” Dean calls over his shoulder. “Box!”

“What are you doing?”

“You verbally handed Lisa her ass. I’m taking you home to fuck you senseless for everything you just said.” Benny appears from the kitchen, tossing Dean a box with a shake of his head and a deep chuckle. “Don’t drop this.” Dean shoves the box into your hands as you wrinkle your forehead. Why would he want you to - oof! He tossed you over his shoulder, earning a startled cry and then an eye roll as he waved to Benny and Charlie. “Add it to my tab!”

He sets you down more gently in the passenger seat of his ‘67 Impala than you thought he would, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before closing the door with a crooked smile gracing his handsome face. Once he’s slid in, the key in the ignition, he stops to look over at you with all the adoration and love you’d glimpsed a handful of times before.

“What?” Your voice is soft, searching his face for some hint.

“You. You make all my wildest dreams come true.”

“I never meant to brag, buuuuuut - ya know - I am the complete package.” You slide over until you’re pressed firmly against his warm side, his emerald eyes are so bright and, at the same time, so soft as they lock with your own. “Wanna go make some more of your wildest dreams come true?”

“Fuck yeah, baby.” He manages to get out prior to your lips meeting for a quick, hot kiss - the car rumbling to life before he pointed her towards his apartment.

Tagging: @lucis-unicorn @chelsea072498 @clockworkmorningglory @sakurablossom4 @idreamofhazel

#hazel's throwback challenge #idreamofhazel #dean x reader flangst #dean x reader #spn dean winchester #supernatural reader insert #spn song fic #misery business #authoressskr writes

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fandomoniumflurry · 6 years

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Love Like Rockets

832 words not including lyrics

Dean Winchester x Reader

For @idreamofhazel throwback challenge. Hope I did it justice! Because I love me some Tom Delonge!

Prompt: Angels & Airwaves-Love like Rockets

Warnings: None really. Just a bunch of fluff. Little implied sexy time at the end

I held my head as I left the ground

The belts grew tight as the blast grew loud

A loving wish whispered in my ear

Please leave with grace, all the best my dear

Yeah, it's like

I held your hand as I pulled you in

Your lips sealed tight ready to begin

I kissed you first then you kissed my air

If I ask you once will you ask me every year?

Do you feel alive? (Imagine, imagine)

The sun is set in the nighttime sky

The stars they cast a glow upon my eyes

The earth itself a burning ball of light

Yeah, it's like

When our first love was ignited late that night

Do you feel alive? (Imagine, imagine)

The stars in your eyes light up the sky with thoughts,

light and fire and sound

It wasn’t hard to see that they had instant chemistry. As soon as their eyes met in the bar, it was more than just a physical attraction. Dean felt his heart blast off when she smiled at him. The fireworks exploded loud in his ears when he heard her soft voice. There was something about her that set her apart from any other woman he had ever met. To any normal man, she was nothing special, just your average woman. But to Dean, she was so much more. The instant she stepped into his atmosphere, it was her that he revolved around. There was no way he would walk out of this bar without her.

As the night drew on, he had barely gotten up the nerve to talk to her. Sam had carried on the conversation, Dean giving his input here and there. No way could someone like her be interested in him. She deserved so much more. Perhaps Sam could give her what she needed, be the one to give her the love and care that she deserved. She seemed to like his younger brother well enough and the two got along well enough. But when last call rolled around and the three of them were getting ready to leave, it was Dean that she came up to. She had rested her hand against his arm, bringing her lips to his ear and whispering softly. “Don’t leave without me. I’m not done with you yet.” The statement had made the strong manly hunter a graceless mess.

When he stepped out alone, he couldn’t imagine his luck. He hadn’t been his usual charming, suave self. He had been either silent or a bumbling mess around her. The moment she stepped out after a few moments, he grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into him. He wasn’t going to let the moment pass this time. Her lips were curled in a tight lipped grin as if she expected this and had been waiting all night for it. Her hands rested against his chest as he stared into her eyes, the dimming lighting causing her eyes to sparkle like fire. He could have stood like that just staring at her but it wasn’t enough.

He closed the distance, the first to initiate the kiss. Her arms moved to grasp around his neck and all air was sucked from his lungs as she returned the kiss with fervor. Everything came up her, her sounds, her smells, her taste, her touch, she overwhelmed him and he knew right then this was only the beginning. Their lips pulled away briefly so they could catch their breath both licking their lips and giving a smile. “If I asked you out, do you think this could be a thing that would last for a while?”

She didn’t answer him with words, but gave him a bright coy smile. That moment, Dean felt the most alive he had ever felt. Her smile gave him life, she gave him air. His mind couldn’t help but imagine where a life with her would lead. He knew barely anything about her but the possibilities were endless. He wanted her and she clearly wanted him and it was sending his heart into overdrive. His head was overwhelmed so all he could imagine in that moment was kissing her more. And so he did, his arms tightening around her middle and his lips pressing fiercely against hers as if she might disappear if he let go.

It was the wee hours of the morning, the sun having set long ago. The stars twinkled in the night sky, the moon barely visible. Soft music played from the Impala’s radio as the two of them held each other and danced slowly to the sound. The stars cast a glow in their eyes as they stared at each other as if they were the only ones in existence. And to each other they were.

It was almost as if love was ignited late that night. The sparks between them like a burning ball of light. There was no denying that this was something Dean had never experienced. This was their first night together and instead of taking her back to his motel room he had driven her out into the country. Instead of making her just another one night fling, he decided to dance with her under the starlit sky. Her beauty outshone any star, her love more powerful than any rocket shot into space. With her, he was alive, he could imagine a better life.

That night, he would make love to her, the touch of their skin lighting a fire within him. They laid under the stars, the sounds of the countryside, the light of daybreak coming over the rolling hills. They would explore each other’s bodies under the watchful eyes of the stars above. They would burst with love and explode with ecstasy together. And from that moment on, they knew that this was forever.

#hazels throwback challenge #idreamofhazel #dean winchester #supernatural #dean x reader #spn #writing challenge #angels & airwaves #fluff #love like rockets

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butiaintgonnaloveem · 7 years

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More than I could have hoped for...

I had no idea how my little fluffy, funny fic would be received, but I’ve gotten a lot of kind words for it. Thank you all!

@mrswhozeewhatsis reblogged your post and added:

This was so cute, and I had no idea what was going on until the very end!!

Thanks Michelle, glad I managed to pull off that little twist!

@authoressskr reblogged your post and added:

The Jessie bit was genius!

Also, i’d buy so much coffee if Sam was serving it! :)

Glad no one was offended by the Jessie thing, honestly. lol. And ugh, I know, SO MUCH COFFEE!

@ellen-reincarnated1967 reblogged your post and added:

This was so cute. I really felt her emotions

Thanks once again, dear. I’m glad that came through!

@littlegreenplasticsoldier reblogged your post and added:

Clever, sweet, interesting. What more could you want.

Being called clever just warms my heart, thank you dear!

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Lol I loved this!! So cute and fluffy. Loved that twist. Gonna go reread to enjoy!! :D

Glad you enjoyed the twist! I was worried about pulling it off there for a while!

@luci-in-trenchcoats reblogged your post and added:

Tattoo Sam…uh, more please. But what did she decide on! Killing me here…Thanks for joining! <3

Thank you for hosting! As far as what she decided on, I think I’ll leave it up for interpretation. Could be a word, could be that Dean drew up something. I have my favorite that I imagine being chosen, and if you wanna know what that is, I’ll share!

@idreamofhazel reblogged your post and added:

This is so cute guys!! It humorous and has just enough fluff, plus a plot that keeps you guessing a little!

I made fluff! Thanks for the support and the assistance dear friend!

@xfanqirlinq reblogged your post and added:

This is so cute!!

Thank you, hun, for reading and for sharing!

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notnaturalanahi · 7 years

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Truce

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word count: 1608

Warnings: Smut, safe sex of sorts - not really- (pulling out method - keep in mind this is not a way of safe sex since it may only prevent pregnancy and you should never rely on it, unless you’re in a committed relationship with someone you really know and trust! Always wear a condom!!), slight choking!kink, slight dom/sub, slight dirty talk. And btw having sex on top of a pile of boxes can be dangerous.

A/N: This is my entry for Hazel & Dreamer’s 1k/2k Writing Challenge ( @idreamofhazel @impala-dreamer)

Prompt (Jared bonus) #4: ‘I’m gonna come in and kick your little 5’3” ass’

Thanks to my beautiful -inside and out- friend @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname for the read over and the awesome exchange of kinks and preferences. Just an everyday conversation.

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Truce

Heart stammering against your ribcage threatening to burst out through bone and skin, lungs burning from the bad breathing, the furniture around you turns blurry as your short legs move faster. Heavy footsteps follow you from close behind, he’s at your heels, getting closer by the second. You take a sudden turn right, down into a dark corridor, just in time to avoid the grip of long fingers on the back of your shirt, and you enter the first open door to your left. Closing the latch and stepping away. Adrenaline keeps pumping through your veins making you jump a little when his entire weight collides against the closed door.

“Y/N!” Sam bellows on the other side, voice all breathy and croaky.

Your chest heaves and you try taking deep breaths to calm yourself down, which is almost impossible considering you’re still laughing.

“Open this door, now!” he roars.

“No-ho.” you can picture his lips against the black paint, and your laugh comes to a stop making you shudder when there’s a low growl in response.

“Open this door, or I’m gonna come in and kick your little 5' 3" ass!” A hard pound makes the door tremble, an involuntary whimper escapes your lips.

Sam chuckle brings goosebumps to your skin and your womanhood quivers. Pushing some inopportune thoughts -maybe more like memories- from your mind, you take in your surroundings from the first time.

The room is dark as night, of course, no windows! So you drag your hand on the wall looking for the light switch. “First of all,” you clear your throat, smiling to yourself as you find it what you’re looking for. “I’m 5’2” , because I’m barefoot.”

Great you’re in a storage room, old boxes strewn all around. “And secondly, the door’ locked, you can’t come in.”

You lean in the closest pile of boxes, panting silently trying to regain composure.

“I can pick locks, remember?” You bite your lip hearing him breathing through his nose, knowing how hot he looks when his chest rises and his nostril flare and- Fuck! You consider letting him in and take his revenge on your ass. Not kicking it, but anything else.

“You don’t have your kit with you, Sam,” you say as you push off the boxes and walk to the door, pressing your entire front to it, sighing as the cold surface touches your flushed skin “And by the time you go back from getting it I’ll be out of here.”

“We both know that ain’t gonna happen.” His voice all low and raspy and you know he knows you’re pressed against the door, ‘cause surely your voice sound really close. “You gon’ open this door, and let me in, so I can make you pay for what you’ve done… You’ve gone too far, little girl. ”

You both go silent then hearing each other breath.

“Open the door,” he singsongs before trying to turn the knob.

It’s instant, your lower abdomen coils, your fingernails scrape the painting job as your toes curl and a wave of arousal floods through you. “Only if you promise it’s over. That was the last prank we throw to each other. ”

“Cross my heart.”

You sigh and shiver as your hand slides down, to open the latch and turn the knob, the door opens slowly. You lick your lips and look up at his hooded eyes. “You’re an ass,” you tell him taking a step back.

His own tongue rises, stretching the skin of his chin until is out and free and he sucks his upper lip into his mouth, holding it in place with white teeth. All wrinkle and dimple he nods slowly and pushes a damp lock of dark hair away from his face and cocks an eyebrow at you.

“Oh, I’m the ass?”

“It’s gonna wash away. Just temporary dye.” You keep backing away as he steps into the small storage room with you and closes the door behind him.

“What you thought was gonna happen after this,” he asks. You shrug.

“Dunno. But I ended the war… Didn’t I?” Is his turn to shrug. “You crossed your heart.”

His teeth scrape the plump flesh of his lower pulling it into his mouth.

Your back hits a pile of boxes at the not so far end of the tiny room, you can’t go any further as he strides towards you and before you can look around to make a quick exit he’s towering over you. Hard chest to your face.

“It does suit you.” You sound all wrecked and flustered, you fingers find the end of a long lock and play with the black drop that falls into your hand.

He chuckles at you and the way his chest rumbles so close to you makes your nipples hurt. You’re bending over backwards, literally as his face gets closer to yours and his whole body rest on yours. His body heat envelops you, and you realize he’s wearing just one layer.

“S-sam,” you stutter as your body trembles.

Both his hands rest on the box behind you, palms flat, strong arms settle between your own and your torso, caging you in place, not that you could move with his whole weight on you anyways.

“Hmm,” he questions, lips to your chin, nudging your face to the side a little.

“The war is over, right?” His eyes leave your mouth to meet your gaze.

“More like a truce.”

“A truce?”

“A truce.” He nods. Mouth ghosting over yours.

“Ain’t we supposed to shake hands or something to seal the deal.” you whisper.

“Or something.” His lower lips drags over your, drawing a shaky breath from your mouth.

Your tongue instinctively darts out of your mouth, Sam moves away teasing and you can only lick the back side of his teeth. “ I like that,” you breath out and sob. His lips kiss that sweet spot below your ear.

Sam’s hands move quickly, grabbing your thighs and lifting you up to sit on top of the boxes. You yelp at the sudden motion but before you can say anything, his lips latch to yours, sucking on your mouth, forcing your lips apart with his proving tongue.

He breaks the carnivorous kiss with a wet snap and pulls your shirt over your head, exposing your torso and lowering himself to suck and nibble at the crest of your breasts and stomach.

“Sam,” you moan feeling the blood being summoned by his lascivious tongue.

Expert fingers sneak past the waistband of your sweat pants, pushing between the cotton of your underwear and flesh. A dark smirk tugs at the side of his mouth as he cares the soft hair and beyond, gathering wetness with a long crooked finger just to go back up a little and flicker your engrossed bundle.

You cry out and rock against him, your hands leave his shoulder to work fast on the belt buckle and zipper of his jeans, dragging them down his hip.

Sam stops you with his elbow and a soft shh-shh, so you let go of the hard fabric and lay back on your elbows, fingernails biting on the taut skin on his naked forearms when he speeds up the pace, though the pressure still feather light.

Your head tilts back and one of your hands reach around your back to unclasp your bra, letting it fall to your stomach, straps low on your arms. Sam gets the hint, and ducks his head, to shove your left boob with his nose and chin before he can suck the hard pebble into his mouth.

You shake your arms to get rid of the elastic straps and your fingers grip around his damp hair, pulling hard as your inner walls start to flutter and his mouth suctions harder.

His name falls from your lips and you clench around nothing. Sam steps back, away from you, the cold causing your to whimper. His fingers hook on the side of your pants and he drags them down your legs, underwear included.

Manhandling you he turns you around, and you find yourself on your hands and knees on top of the big box. With a large warm hand he presses your ass down, until the back of your thighs rest on the soles of our feets, his own legs keep the structure still against the wall so it won’t wobble.

You hear the metallic rattle of the belt buckle when his pants hit the floor and draw in a shaky breath at the sight of him stroking himself before the hot, leaky head rubs though your slick folds.

He buries himself balls deep into you in one quick movement. One hand on the fat of your hip the other one on your shoulder and he starts pounding. Powerful deep thrusts at first quickening into deliciously brutal pace.

The agonizing clamping of your pussy force a loud growl from him and his grip closes around your throat, pulling your flush to his chest.

“Come on, babe. I need to feel it. Come all over me. Squeeze my dick with your tight pussy. Fuck! Just like that!”

Your lungs burn for air and Sam loosens his grip, you cry out and moan as you come. Half a dozen thrust later Sam pulls out spitting hot thick rope of jizz on your back. Falling immediately on top of you, not even bothering about the mess.

Groaning at the weight of him on your wobbly arms your look over your shoulders, to his now dry black hair. “It does looks good on you. Gives you a distinguish look. You should consider make it permanently. ”

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fuiabarcelos · 9 months

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Sam Winchester: Fic Recs (July - 2023)

Hello! Are you all right?

I decided to make recommendations of the stories I read each month. This month I didn't read much because I traveled and was away from home for many days.

The stories that are here were not posted this month, they are my favorite stories that I read this month.

1 - Losing you (Tumblr or AO3): By @idreamofhazel

“Sam felt like the luckiest man alive. After months of searching, Dean finally came back from purgatory, and then just a short time later, he and Sam ran into you, a hunter who found her niche in banishing spirits. To say that you and Sam were head-over-heels in love was an understatement. So, when the Winchesters woke up one morning to find you missing, their world was shattered. Getting you back isn’t a simple search and rescue, though, and it leads them to a shocking discovery about your disappearance. But even after they find you and bring you home, there’s a possibility you may not want to stay.”

Info: Series - 11 chapters

Warnings: “angst with pockets of fluff, memory loss, forced captivity, mild injuries, suicidal thoughts/triggers (in the flavor of the season 8 arc & finale), character deaths, past child death” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

2 - 90 days: By @winchester-fantasies

“You’ve been hit by a curse. Now you only have 90 days to live. Sam and Dean race to find a cure while secrets are revealed and feelings are discovered in the process.”

Info: Mini-series - 5 chapters

Warnings: “Mature {general warnings: smut, fluff, angst, pining, swearing} ***Detailed warnings will be listed in specific chapters.” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

3 - Switching Seats: By @thinkinghardhardlythinking

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

“A fluffy slow burn romantic Sam Winchester story. The Truth Will Set You Free - A classic ‘truth spell’ gone awry hits the Reader and the Winchester Brothers.”

Info: Mini-series - 4 chapters

Warnings: “Fluff with some very tame implied smut” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

4 - Hit The Road: By @imagines-all-day-everyday

You and Sam are childhood friends and have to pretend to be married in a town where couples are being killed. Will you still be able to keep your passion for each other hidden?

Info: One shot - 14175 words

Warnings: “Violence, fluff” - Warnings described by the creator.

5 - P.S, I... hate you?: By @imagines-all-day-everyday

You and Sam used to fight to hide your passion for each other.

Info: One shot - 7828 words

Warnings: “ Fluff, Swearing” - Warnings described by the creator.

6 - Sam if his partner has OCD: By @dragjunkie23

Info: Headcanon

7 - Not another moment: By @percywinchester27

"No don't go. Don't leave me like everyone else."

Info: One shot - 3100 Words.

Warnings: "Angst, fluff" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

#sam winchester #sam winchester x reader #supernatural x reader #supernatural #sam winchesterxreader #sammy #fic rec #recs

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