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sailor-brunette · 2 years
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Listen...I absolutely LOVE when fictional men are complete simps for their women. Like yes,show me how much you completely adore and respect and love your girl,dude. I literally cannot get enough of this trope.
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aheavenlycreature · 7 months
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I truly think that if Dean heard “Iris” by the Goo Goo Dolls while looking at Cas from across the bar— he’d realize he’s been in love with the angel for years
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miss-mossball · 1 year
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For OC asks, would you want to share about the connection between Dosy and Bunny? :3
thanks friend! sure thing :>
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So as you can see here, Dosy and Bunny don't really have a direct connection to eachother.
Hail's their most direct connection, but he doesn't tend to take Bunny to the Council meetings. Hail might bring up one to the other sometimes though
The second most direct connection is through the Shadows, either from Roulette interacting with Corvus, or on the very thin possibility of bumping into eachother in the Shadows, which isn't very likely (because Bunny doesn't use the shadows, and Dosy tends to be stationary whenever she goes in anyway)
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If they met, they'd bond over collecting dolls <3
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ghmvsings · 1 year
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ships pt 2 
ophelia x dante // holt x acacia // tennessee x julian // ridge x anissa // ridge x enaya // winnie x dean // battle x dean // battle x dahlia // winnie x dahlia // brat pack // ford x tempest // mercer x henley // baby x zack // three arm sally // cormac & blake // wyatt & sila // denver & rosalie // sage & eden // juniper & caspian // bose & john // iris & john // trista & bose & yaz & john // mathias & francesca // ezra & jasika // isaac & selma // iris & bose & david & yaz
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raz-writes-the-thing · 2 months
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Sudden Appearances Make For Good Times (Supernatural Drabble)
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Castiel x GN!Reader / requests are open / 18+
Summary: Castiel learns his best moves from the pizza man.
Fic type: smut-lite (just making out, really)
SPN: @wereallbrokenangels (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)
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Castiel had appeared suddenly behind you and without warning. He'd startled you so badly that you had almost stabbed him with your Rabbi-blessed angel blade. You'd narrowly missed stabbing him right through the arm as he rose it to deflect the attack.
"Cas- fuck, you know better than to sneak up on a hunter- are you joking?" You dropped the blade just as soon as your brain caught up with who it was you were trying to knife.
Castiel eyed you carefully, one hand still gripping your wrist and the other slowly wrapping around your waist. His warm hands, slid further around your waist, your hips and then finally your back. The Angel pulled you toward him and firmly planted his lips on yours.
He let go of your wrist and you immediately wrapped it around the base of his neck. You heard the clatter of the blade hitting the motel floor and pulled him towards you. You walked the two of you backwards until you hit the console table against the very thin wall of your room.
Castiel's hips crowded against your thighs and you widened your legs further to allow him as close as possible. You both fought for dominance over the kiss, hands trailing under each others' clothes and teeth nipping at skin playfully- almost harsh enough to draw blood.
"Cas-" you gasped as he began sucking a mark into the skin right over your clavicle. "For- for an Angel, you're really raunchy," you laughed, tilting your head back to allow him as much access as he could ask for.
When he pulled back, you took a moment to appreciate his flushed cheeks and his blown-wide eyes, the pupils taking over his iris in an involuntary bodily admission of his lust.
"Dean gave me recommendations for more pizza man videos," he answered. You arched your brow, not entirely knowing what that meant and yet having a pretty good idea at the same time. Those fucking Winchesters. Absolute menaces.
"Porn?" You snorted, hands reaching around to grab his ass and pull his hips against you closer. "Oh honey, no. If you want to learn about sex, you don't want to learn from porn."
Castiel's brow furrowed briefly before smoothing out again. Roughly, he trailed his fingers over your belly and down to where you needed him most.
"As far as I can tell," he said darkly, eyes flashing bright blue for a moment with lust, "you have yet to complain."
Well, you couldn't argue with that, could you?
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nescaveckwriter · 2 months
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Somewhere In The Sunshine 🌻
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Line: Failed Rescue 😱 will be in bold
A/N: YAY! Yet another one done for @jacklesversebingo 🐞 well this one broke my heart, I'm not even kidding, this is heartbreakingly sad, grab a tissue or two🤗💕🩷 sorry in advance.
Warnings: Some language, angst, heartbreak, blood gore, violence, mention of being taken hostage, death.
Characters: Dean Winchester x Female Reader, Mentions of Sam, Cas and Crowley.
Cover: Created by me. Also images from Pinterest and Canva.
Words:1440
His heart racing, the sweat on his forehead, evidence of the nightmare he once again had, sitting upright, and without even looking to your side, his hand starts searching for your warm little body, a habit, whenever he had a nightmare, but then soon he realizes the nightmare he just had, was about you, and the damn failed rescue attempt.
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Getting out of your shared bed, now pacing up and down, tired of the way he feels and damn tired of the emptiness he feels in his chest, its been months since the three of you attacked that vamp nest.
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Shaking his head, as if it will remove the memories, the love and the sorrow, but it doesn't, if anything it only makes it worse, every time he tries to lay down and get some shut eye, he starts dreaming of you, your laugh, your sarcastic little come backs, the way you'd dance in the kitchen while cleaning and listening to the music you loved so much, the way you'll tease him, walking around with only his plaid shirts hugging your curves, the way you'll let a  giggle escape, whenever he threw his arms around you, and starts kissing the nape of your neck, the way you'll turn around and look at him, with passion dancing in those pretty eyes, the way, you'll pout your lips when you really want him too kiss you, the way your hands will messily go through his hair as the passion ignites more, the way  your body will be all tangled up with his till dawn, the way your sweet voice greets him early morning, placing little kisses on his lips , the way your fingers will linger on his face, saying how much you loved each and every freckle, the way you'd describe, the green in his eyes its between forest and emerald green, with just a tad bit of hazel in them, near the iris, you'd say, with that sweet, flirty, mischievous smile, revealing the way your little smile lines, curved
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But all those loving memories soon gets replaced with what happened that dreadful night.
Falling down at the side of your bed, taking ahold of your pillow, it still has the scent of your hair, breathing it in deeply, as if he can breathe you in once more, holding on too it, as if its you, fighting back the tears mixed with anger, guilt and the image of your lifeless body in his arms.
 It was supposed to be a easy hunt, in and out, the three of you have done these hunts hundreds of times, and that morning when he and Sammy planned the hunt, he would've never thought it'll be your last. 
The two of them, met you on a case in Kansas, while a ghost where hunting your newly rented apartment, at first you didn't believe in such thing's as monsters and ghosts, but you soon learned there's way more of them out there than you'd ever could think. So you started to learn all you can about the lore, and then the three of you met up, on a windigo hunt a few years ago, and it didn't take long for him too tell you, about how he felt, the two of you were madly in love, so the day he asked you to move in, you said yes without hesitation. You were the only sunshine in his life, the only glimmer of hope.
While the three of you, checked out the vamps hiding place, you somehow got lost in the woods, before you could do anything the vamp's hand squeezed around your neck, lifting you up in the air, you tried screaming but, no words came out, try kicking and punching, but the only thing you'll be able to touch was the air, between you and this creature.
He tied you down to a chair, you tried to wiggle your way out, but he just beat the crap out of you, leaving your face a bloodied pulp, he forced you to make a call, to Dean too tell him you've been taken, the vamp's plan along to get the Winchester Brothers, and trap them as well.
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The distraught stare on Dean's face when he saw you, head hanging slightly, blood dripping on too your legs, your once tied-up hair, now messily framing your face, once you looked up, he gasp for air, as e saw your pretty face beaten, he balled his fist's, shouting now ''hey freak, you want me? come an get me'' 
The vampire came from the dark corner, storming down on him, Dean just gave him a mischievous smile, as he dug out from under the creature's fist, pushing that wooden stake through his back, with all his strength he arranged it, piercing his heart, the creature tumbled down to the ground,  Dean just left him there, running towards, where you were sitting, untying you, placing his left arm on your back, and the right under your legs, cradling you, the only words you got out ''Dean, look out'' as another man came running in, catching a glimpse of Sam, fighting two off outside.   
He quickly placed you down, getting ready to fight this other vampire, he whispered ''Stay with me sweetheart, I'll get you out of here.'' you just nodded, making your way to a stand, preparing yourself, to fight in case, there were more, where in honesty you hoped there won't be, your body, was aching, and to tell you the truth, you were tired, wanting to go home, and to fall asleep in Dean's arms, but first the three of you had to get out of this sticky situation.
Making your way over to, the deceased vampire, removing the wooden stake, sliding it too Dean, he gestures you a thank you, as he drove it through the creature's heart, but it was in that moment, when you heard an unfamiliar voice from behind you ''You took my brothers, from me Winchester, now I'll take someone from you'' before Dean could race towards your position, the man behind you smiled, as he shifted that blade through your spine, revealing the blood stained silver in the front of your shirt, you dropped down too the floor, tears streaming down your cheeks, the blood pooling in front of you, hearing a loud bang, as Sam shot him, just to get him away from, Dean bolted towards him, driving the stake through his heart, screaming ''NO''  
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He collapsed down to you, ''Sweetheart, stay with me'' cupping your cheek, you place your hand over his, your voice barely audible ''I love you'' 
He smiles, ''I love you too, but you can tell me that when your better okay?''
A weak look on your face, ''Baby'' he places a finger on your lips, his voice concerned ''save your strength'' as he inspects you, realizing you don't have much time, his voice heavy with emotion, ''I'll get Cas, I'll ask Crowley, but baby, I.. I'll l have you in my arms again soon okay''
Trembling from the coldness, running through your body, your voice low, shaky, ''No Dean! I don't want to come back, half a person, you need to let me go, I will be somewhere in the sunshine, smiling down at you, waiting for you, alright'' sobbing now frantically, ''let me go, please''
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Dean sat there destroyed, tears wetting his eyes, he can't say the words, he just nods, going down tasting your lips for the last time, as he kisses you, he feels your last breath rushing over his lips, he breaks down, balling now as he holds your lifeless body in his arms, rocking forwards and backwards, knowing this will be the last time he'll be able too hold you. Unsure of how long Sam stood there, eyes glazed with wetness, knowing his brother lost the love of his life. 
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They gave you a proper hunters funeral, so many people came, some friends, some just other hunters and some, just people you saved, Dean couldn't say much at the funeral just that ''he loved you very much'' the weeks there after was torture, he kept thinking you'll come running towards him, jumping in his arms, but nothing, he was all alone, well he had Sammy, and Cas, but he didn't have you. 
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As he sits there holding the pillow, taking notice, that its morning, he glances through the window, recalling your last words again, like every morning, a little smile tugging at his lips,'' I will be somewhere in the sunshine'', giving him enough strength to pick himself up from the ground, and get ready to go save a few more people. 
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sprirave · 16 days
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04:54.
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✪ | Teen!Dean Winchester x Reader.
\❦\ Summary : You're Dean's bestfriend since birth and as you two grew up, you always stuck around each other, so when he started hunting you always went with him, the passenger seat reserved just for you. Spending so much time with him lend you to grow some feelings for him, but you're always uncertain about him reciprocating.Maybe the day that something will change finally came.
!!! Warnings : None, it's my first fanfic ever, there's just a kiss, it's kinda fluff, just indulging fantasy, it's a slight scribble, my first little written post here on Tumblr, and since I'm new, if you read this you could leave a comment or something, maybe even some advices<3, I'm thinking about writing a few more scenarios maybe even start a series about Teen!Dean. Thank you so much love. Have a good reading, indulge! Stay frosty!
S.K.✮⋆˙
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4:54.
Dean liked that time of the morning, sometimes, when the sun shined brighter than the usual, pouring into the motel room from the half closed curtains, falling over the bed and wrapping everything in a warm yellow hue.
He liked getting up early on those days, carefully laying your head, nuzzled into his chest, back on the pillow and slipping out of the creaky wooden bed, as silent as possible in order to not wake you up.
He'd get clean, shower, shave, exercise a bit and scribble down a few notes for the day, make a few calls to Sammy bored at home, whining about how he wants to come hunting with you and him on the next case.
Dean comes to a stop when he catches a glimpse of your asleep face, how you shine under the sun directly falling over you, peaceful and quiet.
You two met back when you were little, he was a boyish kid, sprayed with strong freckles in the summer and a big grin with missing teeth. He shoved you off the swing on a random afternoon at the kids park, and when you started crying he helped you up, gave you one of his random car toy and declared himself to be your bestfriend.
After that day he took really seriously his job, always bringing you silly stuff , then school came in, and you did everything together, homework, group projects, playing out, everything really, where Dean was, y/n was too.
You discovered his parents shady work soon enough, on a winter evening, when John came back home covered in blood.
You learnt the way, holding onto Dean hands, taking steps together, as much to John's disdain, you learnt the hunter way, and Dean always defended you whenever John came up with stupid shit against you.
He never left you behind, always bringing you to hunt with him, always having your back, and you in the meanwhile...fell.
"Y/n..."He called out your name and you stirred up with a slight groan, dragged out of your sleep, eyes slowly blinking open as you searched for Dean.
Who can you blame? Dean is so easy to love, and you have him around you all of the time.
"When did you left the bed?" you mumbled, eyebrows furrowing, sitting up and giving yourself a moment to get aware of your surroundings, but immediately leaning onto his hand as he combed his fingers through your messy hair, chuckling just slightly.
Maybe you're misunderstanding these affectionate gestures, maybe he's just being platonic, just your bestfriend since birth, maybe he doesn't like you back.
"Didn't wanted to wake up, it was too early."
Yet he always manages to makes you feel that familiar warmth in your guts when you stare at his face, and feel his touch, the bright sun making you recognize a few golden flicks of color in his apple green iris, and you can't stop your feelings.
You want to be the only one to have enough time and light to be able to notice those details, you want to he Dean's one and only.
Dean notices the silence and raises an eyebrow, frowning confused, he knows you well enough, and yet, you ask yourself why he doesn't catch on your feelings.
"M'fine." You crack him a smile, and after leaving the motel the drive is weirdly uncomfortable, air thick with misunderstood tension.
"What are you doing?" you raised your head from your hands, heart spiking up, yet frowning when he suddenly pulled over in a long abandoned way at the start of a forest, in the middle of nowhere.Dean killed the engine and gave you his best serious face, turning to you.
"What's going on with you? You're acting so out of yourself and I---don't understand what's wrong? Is it me? Did I do something wrong or what?---"
He expressed himself with hasty and frustrated hands gestures, stuttering even, it was unusual of him, it made you hold your breath as you listened to him babbling.
"I'm---"
"Don't bullshit me, m'not stupid, what now, you don't trust me anymore?"
The situation got you blocked worse than ever, it was now or never, because he's not going to believe to any excuse you make up, and if you confess it could either end good or ruin your friendship forever.
Dean's eyes drilled into yours and he gripped the steering wheel of the precious Impala he got from John a few weeks ago after turning legal, he pursed his lips, eyebrows furrowing together, and he almost seemed to start to get angry because you opened and closed your mouth like a fish, not uttering a word.
He dropped his shoulders disappointed after a few seconds of silence, staring at his shoes as he turned Baby back on, and before you realized it, you had one hand fisting his hair and the other one holding his nape.
Your lips met.
You couldn't stand how he pried his eyes off you, maybe you wanted that attention of his forever, for yourself only, maybe you wanted to be selfish.
Dean tensed up but didn't hesitated, hands flying from his keys straight to your waist, holding you almost possessively as he tilted his head, knocking your nose softly together as he deepened the kiss.
When you two pulled apart a few seconds passed just by watching each other in silence with wide eyes.
"I love you too I guess?..." Dean muttered and you couldn't help but giggle a bit, nodding.
"I love you Dean." You giggled more as he pulled you in another kiss.
Maybe today was a good day, maybe something's horrible it's waiting for you two later, but right now it doesn't matter.
Dean Winchester loves you back, with no maybe.
___thanks for reading!✮⋆˙
S.K.
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underground-secret · 6 months
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The Hunter and The Witch~ Dean Winchester x f! reader
Description: After the events of the last hunt Dean goes to check on Y/N and help her with her injuries.
Warnings: bruises, slight mentions of choking or the aftermath of choking, Possible ooc, First Pov of Deans, fluff, Dean being a big ol’ sweetie pie worshipping, you can read this as a stand alone, sorry no gif couldn’t find one, Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls reference (i love this song)
Tag list: @jesllianaquilesrolonsworld , @okayiamkassandra, @fablesrose, @ada--44
Word Count: 937
You’re not him
(Master list, Previous Chapter, Next Chapter)
Deans POV
My knuckles rapped at her door, the midday sun shining right in my eyes forcing my gaze down.
She crept open the door a little hesitant until she made eye contact with me opening the door further. Her hair was still damp, most likely just gotten out of the shower, and knowing her routine, having seen it countless times before, probably was just doing her hair.
“Sorry if I kept you waiting I was just doing my hair” she explains unnecessarily, pointing behind her to the bathroom, proving me right.
“I had a feelin’ ” I smile at her, she moves aside letting me in to her motel room that was identical to the room me and Sammy were sharing.
She shuts the door behind me, locking the door, she twirls towards me, her back against the door, her arm leaning on the knob with her head tilted in this cute innocent way (her oversized white knitted sweater and black pajama shorts not helping.)
“What can I do for you Mr. Dean Winchester” She asks me, smiling wildly, my heart lurching at my name on her lips.
“I wanted to see you” I shrug, sitting on the edge of her bed. She pushes herself off the door, her sweet laugh filling the room, “I think it’s definitely more than that.” She sits next to me on the bed slightly behind me, her legs underneath her as she leans on one arm. I lay back on my elbows looking up at her.
“Alright sweetheart, you caught me” I give up, “I wanted to see how you were doin’, I wanted to help” I confess my eyes dropping down to her neck where bruises were present, poorly hidden by her sweater.
Her smile falters, her eyes downturned, not willing to keep eye contact, “I don’t even know how to help myself.” It felt like my heart was just punched.
I’m not sure how she can even look at me the same when a creature wearing my face made the bruises on her. “I think ice might help?” I offer in an attempt to bring her some relief from the pain or soreness she must feel.
“Okay” she mumbles.
With swift movements, I leaped from the bed and hastened to the mini fridge in her room. The little freezer compartment has ice already there, unlike a lot of hotels, neatly stored in a ziplock bag. My next stop was her bathroom, where I located a washcloth to provide a barrier for her skin against the cold ice. When I returned back to her, I found her sitting at the end of the bed, one leg tucked underneath her, nervously toying with her fingers.
As I drew near, she stood up. With a deliberate and gentle motion, I approached her, giving her space to move if she wished. I lowered the collar of her sweater to reveal the fresh bruise. It hadn't even been a day, marked by dark purple and black discoloration in the unmistakable shape of fingers—my fingers—encircling her throat. My other hand, holding the ice in the cloth, held it to her, my palm on the base of her neck keeping it in place. Her eyes closed, and I shifted the hand that had pulled down her sweater to gently cradle her cheek, my fingers intertwining with her hair.
I study her neck, my eyes burning into her skin, and probably haven felt my gaze her eyes open, “Are you okay?” she whispers and it’s only then that I realize how close we are, our noses almost bumping. I gulp trying to keep my eyes from falling to her lips, to keep myself from kissing her.
“You can talk to me” She adds, mistaking my gulping and quietness for a different kind of nervousness.
“How can you look at me…let me touch you when-“ I partially confess my guard instantly thrown down by her just looking at me.
“You're not him” She smiles softly.
“Yeah but-“ I try to say but she cuts me off, “You’re not him” she repeats herself, adding “You would never hurt me.”
“I wouldn’t” I answered eagerly, my head nodding.
She laughs sweetly with a big smile on her face and I truly think this is the closest to heaven that i’d ever be.
“You Dean Winchester are an adorably sweet man regardless of that hard exterior you put up” She marvels, and I swear she says my name like it’s a prayer. Her eyes sparkle in a way that makes my knees a little weak and it takes everything in me to not kiss her until she can’t breathe when she says my name like that.
She moves her palms to lay flat on my chest and I wonder if she can feel it pounding wildly, how it beats for her alone.
She may say my name like a prayer but she was the goddess and I’d worship her if she’d let me, my knees scuffed from how much I’d fall to them for her. All she needs to do is say the word and I’d kneel before her, looking up at her, like no one else exists.
“Dean?”
“Yeah” I answer, my breath heavy and my voice low, my eyes stuck on her lips. All I need to do is move my head a fraction of a breath closer and my lips would brush hers.
“I think the ice might have melted,” She replies. My hands reluctantly leave her skin, opening the wash cloth to reveal a ziplock bag of cold water with small, barley, ice floating in it.
“Oh.”
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prpfs · 6 months
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Heyo!! 18+ roleplayer here!! I was wondering if anyone would want to roleplay with me? I have a number of fandoms and I will list them and who I can play!! I would prefer a OC x CC double up, but I will also take CC x CC! I do not do OC x OC!!!
☆Fandoms☆
☆Criminal Minds☆
Who I can play: Spencer, Aaron, Derek, Emily, JJ, Struass, David, Gideion, Luke, Matt, and Garcia
☆Avatar the last airbender☆
Who I can play: Anyone from the Gaang, Jet, Azula, Ty Lee, Mai, Iroh, Ozai, Roku, Hakoda
☆Legend of Korra☆
Who I can play: Korra, Asami, Mako, Bolin, Tenzin, Pema, Lin, Iroh II, Bumi, Kya, Zaheer, Gazahn ((idk if I spelled that right)) Jhu Li, Varrick
☆Teen Wolf☆
Who I can play: Derek, Peter, Chris, Stiles, Scott, Lydia, Allison, Jackson, Ethan, Aiden, Kira, Malia
☆Helluva Boss☆
Who I can play: Blitzø, Moxxie, Millie, Stolas, Striker, Crimson, Barb, Ozzie, Fizzie, Loona, Verosika, Vortex, Bee
☆Hazbin Hotel☆
Who I can play: Alastor, Angel, Charlie, Vaggie
☆Glee☆
Who I can play: Quinn, Brittany, Santana, Finn, Rachel, Sebastian, Artie, Puck, Marley, Kitty, Will, Emma, Sue
☆Stardew Valley☆
Who I can play: Sebastian, Alex, Haley, Shane, Harvey, Abigail, Robin, Demitrius, Gus, Pierre, The Wizard
☆The Flash☆ ((CW show))
Who I can play: Barry, Cisco, Caitlin, Iris, Joe, Harry, Hunter, Henry, Nora, Wally
☆Supernatural☆
Who I can play: Dean, Sam, Benny, John, Mary, Bobby, Rufus, Garth, Castiel, Crowley, Jo, Ellen, Anna
like if you're interested and anon will get back to you
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gothicgender · 3 months
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Salutations, welcome to my blog. I'm Blake but you can call me blaky or Liu aswell, however you prefer ! To say something about me I use they/them or neutral pronouns and want to become a writer. I may have bad grammar because I'm not english.
Requests - open
Request rules :
I will write for my fandoms because I'm more used to them.
The fandoms I'll write for are Hazbin Hotel, creepypasta, monster high, harry potter and maybe teen titans.
I am comfortable writing fluff, smut, angst, romantic, platonic and other stuff requested...tho I won't write smut that is too freaky or with weird kinks that I'm no comfortable with.
I can write fem, male and gender-neutral reader.
I can write headcanons or small fics about ships I also like because find it more easy then to write a ship I don't see happening or that I personally don't like.
I wouldn't like to be rushed with requests because it can be really stressful !
Do not be afraid to request and be specific with it !
Characters I will write for !
Hazbin hotel :
Chalie
Vaggie
Alastor
Angel Dust
Husk
Sir Pentious
Cherry Bomb
Rosie
The overlords (expect Valentino)
Lucifer
Lute
Adam (probably)
Mimzy (probably)
Katie Killjoy
Tom Trench
Ships I accept :
Charlie x Vaggie
Husk x Angel Dust
Valentino x Velvette x Vox (I believe they are poly)
Sir Pentious x Cherri Bomb
Carmila and Zestrial
Creepypasta :
Jeff the killer
Ben Drowned
Homicidal Liu
Bloody Painter
Ticci-Toby (probably)
Jason the toymaker
Candy Pop
Eyeless Jack
Hobo Heart
The puppeteer (maybe)
Kagekao
Laughing Jack
Nathan the nobody
Jane the Killer
Nina the killer (both versions)
Rogue
Kate the chaser
Nurse Ann
Suicide Sadie
Judge Angels
Clockwork
Zero
Lulu
Laughing Jill
Nemesis
Ships I accept :
Jane the killer x Mary (her canon wife)
Kagekao x Suicide Sadie
Bloody Painter x Judge Angels
Nurse Ann x Dr. Smiley
(other you can suggest)
Monster high (gen 1 or 2) :
Clawdeen Wolf
Draculaura Vike
Frankie Stein
Cleo de Nile
Lagoona Blue
Ghoulia Yelps
Abby Bominable
Jinafire Long
Iris Clops
Operetta
Robecca Steam
Rochelle Goyle
Scarah Screams
Skelita Calaveras
Spectra Vondergeist
Toralei Stripe
Purrsephone and Meowlody
Twyla Boogeyman
Venus McFlytrap
Marisol Coxi
C.A. Cupid
Casta Fierce
Elissabat
Clawdia Wolf
Viperine Gorgon
Deuce Gorgon
Clawd Wolf
Heath Burns
Holt Hyde
Invisi Billie
Jackson Jekyll
Neighthan Rot
Garrot du Roque
Kieran Valentine
Manny Taur
Ships I accept :
Clawdeen x Draculaura
Clawd x Draculaura
Cleo x Deuce
Abby x Heath
Ghoulia x Sloman
Frankie x Jackson
Spectra x Porter
Rochelle x Garrot
Scarah x Billie
Iris x Manny
Harry Potter :
Harry Potter
Ron Weasley
Hermione Granger
Fred and George Weasley
Percy Weasley
Lavender Brown
Parvati Patil
dean Thomas
Neville Longbottom
Ginny Weasley
Lee Jordan
Angelina Johnson
Blaise Zabini
Pansy Parkinson
Tom Riddle
Theodore Nott
Daphne Greenglass
Millicent Bulstrode
Cho Chang
Padma Patil
Luna lovegood
Marietta Edgecombe
Penelope Clearwater
Michael Corner
Hannah Abbott
Susan Bones
Cedric Diggory
Ships I accept :
Harry x Ginny
Ron x Hermione
Neville x Hannah
Luna x Rolf
George x Angelina
Teen Titans :
Robin (Dick Grayson)
Starfire
Raven
Beast Boy
Cyborg
Bumblebee
Blackfire
Terra
Madame Rogue
Chesire
Punk Rocket
Ships I accept :
Robin x Starfire
Raven x Beast Boy
Jinx x Kid Flash
This is all so far ! Thank you for visiting my page.
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Use Me
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Gif from this post by @dunderklumpen
Summary: You'll do anything to make Dean's nightmares go away.
Warnings/Explicit 18+: Bit of smut, mostly angst, so - smangst. Nothing too crazy. Implied, future smut, nakedness, featuring Dean's mouth.
Pairings: Dean Winchester x Y/N
Word Count: 650
A/N: I saw this post, and immediately wanted to make my baby feel better. This is what floated through my head. Enjoy! 😊
The beautiful divider below and at the bottom was created by @talesmaniac89
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"Dean?" You call softly from the side of his bed. 
You know not to get too close when he's having nightmares like these, head twisting from side to side, limbs thrashing, muscles clenched tight and rigid.
"Dean?" You call again, but he's not responding; he's too lost in the horrors in his mind, and the way his beautiful face contorts in pain makes tears shimmer in your eyes.
It's been such a horrific few days for him. He finally got out of the hospital earlier that afternoon, barely healed from the physical wounds Alastair had heaped upon him.
You weren't sure he'd ever fully recover from the emotional evisceration the devil spawn had doled out to him.
Sam had been the one to tell you, Dean wouldn't even talk about it. But you knew he was blaming himself, telling himself that he was weak and pathetic for caving beneath the torture of Alastair's blade.
You'd tried to talk to him about it, but he'd silenced you with a couple harsh words and then a gentle squeeze of your hand to try and soften them.
But now he's obviously drowning in his pain, and you're desperate to end it. Or to ease it, at least.
So, with that in mind, you venture closer to the bed and reach out your hand to shake his shoulder. It takes ages of shaking him and calling his name to finally pull him out of hell again, and back to your side.
When he wakes, his bright green eyes fly open, a small dark spot marring the white part near his iris - blood vessels broken and bleeding from Alastair's fists the day before. 
But it's healing, getting smaller. His true wounds lie in the terror and hopelessness you can read easily in his verdant gaze. 
You push your fingers through the sweaty hair at his temple, trying to soothe him.
"You're okay. You're safe."
You move to sit beside him, but before you can, Dean sits up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. 
He drops his head into his hands and you can hear the way his throat catches, as though he's choking back tears. You stand in front of him and rub your hands across his wide, bent, and burdened shoulders.
"Dean." It's all you can say as tears clog your own throat.
Suddenly and feverishly, Dean wraps his arms tightly around your hips, burying his face in your belly as his shoulders shake silently.
Tears fall freely for you now as you wrap your arms around his head. "Shh." You soothe quietly. "It's okay, we're okay." You say, trying to reassure both of you. 
Dean's arms tighten even further around your hips till the embrace is almost painful.
Then he abruptly pulls away, yanking at your nightgown, pulling it up and off of you in one fluid motion. You gasp, suddenly naked - you weren't expecting this response. But when he looks up at you, his expression is desperate and pleading. 
"Please, Y/N, make me forget?" He closes his eyes tightly. "I can't forget; their faces are all piling up in my head. Give me something beautiful."
He presses his lips softly in kisses across your stomach and your breath starts coming in ragged puffs.
His fingers reach up and trail ever so gently over the rise and fall of your breasts. 
"You're so beautiful, Y/N." His right hand falls your core and he slips one finger into your damp folds, raising you onto your tiptoes with a moan. "Please, let me sink into your beautiful."
His voice is muffled against your hip as he skims his mouth over your rounded flesh.
He looks up at you from under his thick lashes and his eyes are begging.
"Please?"
Your answer is immediate and unhindered by any doubts. "Yes, I'm here for you, Dean, for whatever you need. Use me."
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roleplayfinder · 7 months
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((Forgot to add my age, sorry!)) ⚠️💋 Heyo!! 18+ roleplayer here!! I was wondering if anyone would want to roleplay with me? I have a number of fandoms and I will list them and who I can play!! I would prefer a OC x CC double up, but I will also take CC x CC! I do not do OC x OC!!!
☆Fandoms☆
☆Criminal Minds☆
Who I can play: Spencer, Aaron, Derek, Emily, JJ, Struass, David, Gideion, Luke, Matt, and Garcia
☆Avatar the last airbender☆
Who I can play: Anyone from the Gaang, Jet, Azula, Ty Lee, Mai, Iroh, Ozai, Roku, Hakoda
☆Legend of Korra☆
Who I can play: Korra, Asami, Mako, Bolin, Tenzin, Pema, Lin, Iroh II, Bumi, Kya, Zaheer, Gazahn ((idk if I spelled that right)) Jhu Li, Varrick
☆Teen Wolf☆
Who I can play: Derek, Peter, Chris, Stiles, Scott, Lydia, Allison, Jackson, Ethan, Aiden, Kira, Malia
☆Helluva Boss☆
Who I can play: Blitzø, Moxxie, Millie, Stolas, Striker, Crimson, Barb, Ozzie, Fizzie, Loona, Verosika, Vortex, Bee
☆Hazbin Hotel☆
Who I can play: Alastor, Angel, Charlie, Vaggie
☆Glee☆
Who I can play: Quinn, Brittany, Santana, Finn, Rachel, Sebastian, Artie, Puck, Marley, Kitty, Will, Emma, Sue
☆Stardew Valley☆
Who I can play: Sebastian, Alex, Haley, Shane, Harvey, Abigail, Robin, Demitrius, Gus, Pierre, The Wizard
☆The Flash☆ ((CW show))
Who I can play: Barry, Cisco, Caitlin, Iris, Joe, Harry, Hunter, Henry, Nora, Wally
☆Supernatural☆
Who I can play: Dean, Sam, Benny, John, Mary, Bobby, Rufus, Garth, Castiel, Crowley, Jo, Ellen, Anna
I can roleplay on discord or tumblr! Like this and I'll come to you!
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knyinfinity · 1 month
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Playlists: 💜💙🩶
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Note: I did 1-2 songs for each because I love music 🥰 I bought Spotify specifically for this so here (Amari) and here (AmaMui)🩶💙 lol.
I will make Kanatas when I have their character and story more flushed out and detailed 💚
Amari:
Childhood: My House-PVRIS; Paradise-Coldplay
Life Outlook: Feels Like Forever-Of Mice&Men; Some Days-Brent Morgan (tw: implication of suicide)
Morning Routine: The Original High-Adam Lambert; Ocean and Atlantic-Mayday Parade
Happiest Moment: Painting Flowers-All Time Low
Cheers Them Up: Under Your Scars-Godsmack
Struggle: So Far Away-Avenged Sevenfold; We Are the Brave-VERIDIA
For Loved One: I Wouldn't Mind-He is We; Just Like Fire-P!nk
Past Relationships: Drown-Bring Me the Horizon; Bleeding Out-Imagine Dragons
Current Relationships: Unsteady-X Ambassadors;
Request to a DJ at a Party: Undisclosed Desires-Muse
Saddest Memories: The Ghost of You-My Chemical Romance; Hear the Sound-Mayday Parade; Perfect World-Simple Plan
Training Montage: Invincible-Our Last Night;
Singing in the Shower: 11 Minutes-Halsey ft. YUNGBLUD
AmaMui 💙🩶:
First Meet: On Top of the World-Imagine Dragons
Reminds Them of Each Other: Iris-Goo Goo Dolls
Waking Up Together (it fits their characters better): Painting Flowers-All Time Low; James Dean and Audrey Hepburn-Sleeping With Sirens
Happiest Moments Together: They Don't Know About Us-One Direction; Chasing Cars-Snow Patrol
Mutual Struggles: 21 Guns-Green Day; I Wanna Be Yours-Arctic Monkeys
Dance Together: Believer-American Authors; King and Lionheart-Of Monsters and Men
Represents Their Uncertainty: Follow My Heart-REO Speedwagon; Now or Never-Halsey
Stuck with Each Other: Beauty in the Fall-Arrows in Action; I Swear This Time I Mean It-Mayday Parade
Represents a Confession: Dandelion Necklace-Saywecanfly; Mercy-Shawn Mendes
Plays at Their Wedding: A Thousand Years-Cristina Perri
Plays When They're Dying: Follow You-Bring Me the Horizon; Love Like Ghosts-Lord Huron
Comfort Songs for Each Other: Vapor-5 Seconds of Summer; When I Look At You-Miley Cyrus
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miss-mossball · 2 years
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freddieslater · 9 months
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Fandoms + Ships (for Prompt Purposes)
As I like to reblog prompts a lot but have the annoying little habit of jumping ship on a fandom fast than a pirate invasion, I decided it is finally time I make an official list, which will be constantly updated as I develop new interests! If there’s a ship you want to request but it isn’t here, just ask and I’ll let you know where I stand with it!
The Hunger Games
• Everlark (Katniss/Peeta)
• Finnick/Annie
• Haymitch/Effie
• Katniss/Madge
Future Man
• Josh Futturman x Reader
Burn
• Billy x Reader
HSMTMTS
• Caswen (Ricky/EJ)
• Portwell (EJ/Gina)
• Mashlynn (Maddox/Ashlynn)
• Ricky/Jet
The Vampire Diaries
• Stelena (Stefan/Elena)
• Mattlena (Matt/Elena)
• Tylena (Tyler/Elena)
• Elenijah (Elijah/Elena)
• Barolena (Bonnie/Caroline/Elena)
• Stexi (Stefan/Lexi)
• Denzo (Damon/Enzo)
• Forwood (Tyler/Caroline)
• Maroline (Matt/Caroline)
• Bamon (Bonnie/Damon)
• Bamenzo (Bonnie/Damon/Enzo)
• Carenzo (Caroline/Enzo)
• Dalijah (Damon/Elijah)
• Parkwood (Tyler/Liv)
• Klayley (Klaus/Hayley)
Legacies
• Handon (Hope/Landon)
• Jandon (Josie/Landon)
• Henelope (Hope/Penelope)
• Hizzie (Hope/Lizzie)
• Kizzie (Kaleb/Lizzie)
• Methan (MG/Ethan)
• Ked (Kaleb/Jed)
• Dark!Jobastian (Dark!Josie/Sebastian)
• Landizzie (Landon/Lizzie)
Teen Wolf
• Sciles (Scott/Stiles)
• Scydia (Scott/Lydia)
• Mccallinski (Lydia/Scott/Stiles)
• Stalia (Stiles/Malia)
• Malydia (Malia/Lydia)
• Stira (Stiles/Kira)
• Scira (Scott/Kira)
• Liason (Liam/Mason)
• Allydia (Allison/Lydia)
• Allerica (Allison/Erica)
• Berica (Boyd/Erica)
• Malisaac (Malia/Isaac)
• Lydora (Lydia/Cora)
• Allora (Allison/Cora)
• Scanny (Scott/Danny)
• Malira (Malia/Kira)
The Witcher
• Yennskier (Yennefer/Jaskier)
• Geraskerer (Geralt/Yennefer/Jaskier)
• Raskier (Radovid/Jaskier)
• Trennefer (Triss/Yennefer)
• Geralt/Triss
EastEnders
• Frobby (Bobby/Freddie)
• Chryed (Christian/Syed)
• Ballum (Ben/Callum)
• Sukeve (Suki/Eve)
• Ben Mitchell/Kheerat Panesar
• Jack Branning/Michael Moon
• Whitney Dean/Chelsea Fox
• Whitney Dean/Lauren Branning
• Lauren Branning/Peter Beale
• Lauren Branning/Lucy Beale
• Peter Beale/Fatboy
• Zack Hudson/Martin Fowler
• Zack Hudson/Felix Baker
• Anna Knight/Bernie Taylor
• Stacey Slater/Danielle Jones
• Peter Beale/Tamwar Masood
• Darren Miller/Tamwar Masood
• Tamwar Masood/Afia Khan
• Masood Ahmed/Jane Beale
• Anna Knight/Bobby Beale
• Anna Knight/Bobby Beale/Freddie Slater
• Linda Carter/Alfie Moon
Friends
• Roey (Rachel/Joey)
• Chanoey (Chandler/Joey)
Stranger Things
• Elmax (El/Max)
• Elumax (El/Lucas/Max)
• Byclair (Lucas/Will)
• Byler (Will/Mike)
• Ronance (Robin/Nancy)
• Steddie (Steve/Eddie)
Glee
• Blam (Blaine/Sam)
• St. Hudson (Finn/Jesse)
• Tike (Tina/Mike)
• Quinntana (Quinn/Santana)
• Pezberry (Santana/Rachel)
• Quinncedes (Quinn/Mercedes)
• Sike (Sam/Mike)
• Jarley (Jake/Marley)
• Kurtbastian (Kurt/Sebastian)
The Flash
• Barrisco (Barry/Cisco)
• Snowbarrisco (Caitlin/Barry/Cisco)
• WestStein (Joe/Martin)
• Superflash (Barry/Kara)
• Thallen (Barry/Eddie)
•Westthallen (Iris/Barry/Eddie)
• Westhawne (Iris/Eddie)
Outlander
• Jamie/John
• John/Brianna
• Brianna/Roger
• Lizzie/Josiah/Kezzie
• William/Denzell
Lucifer
• Lucifella (Ella/Lucifer)
• Douchifella (Lucifer/Dan/Ella)
• Mazifer (Maze/Lucifer)
• Douchifer (Dan/Lucifer)
• Chlaze (Chloe/Maze)
PJO/HoO
• Jasico (Jason/Nico)
• Jercy (Jason/Percy)
• Perachel (Percy/Rachel)
• Rachabeth (Rachel/Annabeth)
• Pipabeth (Piper/Annabeth)
Merlin
• Merthur (Merlin/Arthur)
• Mercelot (Merlin/Lancelot)
•Merwaine (Merlin/Gwaine)
• Morgwen (Morgana/Gwen)
The Dumping Ground
• Elektra/Faith
• Elektra/Carmen
• Carmen/Lily
• Tyler/Jody
• Jody/Sasha
• Tyler/Ryan
• Chloe/Candi-Rose
• Candi-Rose/Bird
• Candi-Rose/Jay
The Story of Tracy Beaker
• Tracy/Crash
• Tracy/Ben
• Tracy/Lol
• Lol/Wolfie
• Crash/Rio
• Justine/Rebecca
Life With Derek
• Dasey (Derek/Casey)
• Derek/Sam
• Derek/Trevor
• Casey/Sally
Boy Meets World
• Shory (Shawn/Cory)
• Jeric (Jack/Eric)
• Eric/Jason
• Shawngela (Shawn/Angela)
• Shawpanga (Shawn/Topanga)
Girl Meets World
• Rilaya (Riley/Maya)
• Riley/Zay
• Riarkle (Riley/Farkle)
• Lucaya (Lucas/Maya)
• Maya/Zay
• Riley/Maya/Zay
Descendants
• Jal (Jay/Mal)
• Jaylos (Jay/Carlos)
• Mevie (Mal/Evie)
• Hevie (Harry/Evie)
• Buma (Ben/Uma)
• Umaudrey (Uma/Audrey)
• Haudrey (Harry/Audrey)
• Humaudrey (Harry/Uma/Audrey)
• Bevie (Ben/Evie)
iCarly
• Creddie (Carly/Freddie)
• Carly/Sam
• Carper (Carly/Harper)
• Sparper (Spencer/Harper)
Victorious
• Tandre (Tori/Andre)
• Jori (Jade/Tori)
Zoey 101
• Quogan (Quinn/Logan)
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snuff-loves-men · 2 years
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Need to Know | P. 3
Dean Winchester x Male!Reader
Summary: Dean sees Reader w/out his shirt on and flips shit bisexually
Word Count: 1.9k
Tags/CW: Bi Dean, Reader is his own person, innuendo, heavy sexual tension, mild angst, described anxiety
THIS VERSION OF NTK HAS BEEN REWORKED
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Dean had no idea what he was doing, not in a virgin sense obviously. He genuinely didn’t know what the fuck he was doing. For all he knew, (Y/n) would shove him off in disgust, or hit him even. Hell, he learned his lean friend had quite a swing, maybe it would be used on him again. Instead of doing those things, he melted into the kiss, allowing Dean this moment of comfort.
After a few seconds he pulled away with a dopey smile on his lips. “Was that ‘cause I let you borrow my hoodie?” His tone was sarcastic and giddy, the smile never left his face. “Shut up. Let’s go inside.” A chuckle escaped the younger man as he toddled along beside his drunk friend. The two seemed at peace in that moment, looking at each other every now and then with pure adoration. “This mean I can find out if your forearms match up?” “Oh my god, Dean.”
That morning was slow, Sam being the first to wake up. He quietly made his way to the motel door with the Impala’s keys, hopefully going to buy breakfast if he could get out without waking the beasts. Success, he managed to escape, leaving the other two to rest. (Y/n) was the second to wake up, his body was halfway off the worn couch. He dramatically groaned while he sat up and made his way to the bathroom. Once he got in the shower was when Dean started to wake, wondering where his two hunting partners had gone. He’d connected the dots to one when he heard the shower. “(N/n), I’m coming in.” He garbled as he pushed on the door handle. “Wait!” It was too late, Dean was in. “We’re seriously repeating this right now.”
“Whoa.” Was all the older could utter at the sight. (Y/n) had his back to the intruder, exposing his robust back and ass. His eyes shamelessly dragged along the male’s figure, he was thoroughly impressed. “Are you just gonna stare at my ass or what?” His current study shouted over the water, flailing his arms in retaliation.
“Last night I asked a question,” Dean took small, quiet steps towards the frosted glass shower, “you never answered me.” The filthy expression he was making seeped into his tempting words. “What? Dude, I don’t wanna play ‘who’s-dick-is-bigger’ right now.” Once he said it, everything clicked. Holy shit. He actually wanted to fuck? He thought it was all some elaborate prank, knowing the Winchester brothers.
The pause was killing Dean, water tapping against the floor and glass was all that could be heard. (Y/n)’s bated breath was covered by the droplets’ sound. “What if I wanna play who’s-dick-is-bigger? Huh? Don’t tell me you’re too chicken shi-” The older practically choked on his words as his interest turned around. A massive hand slid the glass door open, letting a cloud of steam into the bathroom atmosphere. Heat radiated off of his wet body as he closed in on the eldest Winchester.
“Chicken shit huh?” His voice rumbled, similar to a growl. Everything about him was animal in the moment, his eyes were narrowed and calculating, his breath was shallow, even his steps were planned. “You wanna compare so badly, then do it.” His hand shot out to grab Dean’s belt loops, pulling him closer. They were almost chest-to-chest. “Where did this come from?” He almost looked worried, as he stared into dark, keen eyes. They almost looked black as the pupil swallowed his iris in lust. A new confidence allowing the twiggy male to make a move.
“It’s always been there, Winchester. I couldn’t be a hunter if I was a boney coward.” His hands began to wander, tracing up Dean’s skin, leaving warm water in his wake. A shudder wracked through his body, leaving him grasping for the naked figure. “Now get the fuck out.” In what seemed to be the span of a second he was banished from the foggy bathroom. Are you kidding me?
Now everything was even more convoluted, in one hand (Y/n) now knew the oldest of the brothers was interested in him. On the other hand, he was now playing a serious game of hard to get. This precarious situation left poor Sam in the middle. He frequently witnessed his older brother slobbering over (Y/n) while he worked, even if it was something domestic like laundry. It was too much to bear. All he could do was complain or break up the atrocious exposition. “Guys can you please stop flirting for like two seconds? I just found a case, you wanna hear it or not?” Sam yelled in the passenger seat while the duo play-bullied each other.
“Yeah, fine.” The backseat resident folded up his arms and leaned back, closing his eyes to relax. They’d spent hours in the car, driving on a desolate highway for way too long. Needless to say they’d been getting sick of each other, more so Sam was tired of the pining men he had to put up with. Any chance Dean got he’d make a raunchy joke directed at (Y/n). It usually regarded his dick size or something of the like, now that he knew anyways. Sam always held distaste for his brother’s gross jokes, this only made it worse.
“A man was arrested today for pulling a gun and just blasting somebody in the middle of a store. Said he doesn’t remember anything.” He explained the brief excerpt he read to his pouting companions. The uncharacteristic silence was infuriating. “What is you guys’ problem?” Sam scoffed at the two men, who were currently acting as mature as 3rd graders. “Dean’s being a prick.” The middle child grumbled as he death glared the passing scenery. “(Y/n)’s just mad my dick is bigger.” “You wouldn’t be saying that if it was up your-” Sam groaned, hitting his head against the window. There they go again.
The drive was long and draining. Putting two confused, hormonal men in a tight space was not ideal. What other choice did they have? (Y/n) ended up in the driver’s seat while Sam power napped until their next stop. Surprisingly once the youngest was asleep they got along fine. Neither of the two oldest men had talked in an hour or so. Their current background noise was Baby’s engine and faint rock music. Dean teetered on the edge of sleep, though he tried his best to fight it. “Hey, why’re you still awake? You look dead.” The younger chuckled at his drowsy friend. He barely responded to (Y/n)’s jab, his eyelids fluttering closed every now and then. “Y’need a co-pilot. ‘S policy.” He mumbled a rebuttal quietly, his head thumping against the window. “Christ.”
After their investigation, the trio figured out it wasn’t a simple spirit like they thought. It was something similar, but definitely not a spirit. Why did this always happen? “God sometimes I hate this job.” (Y/n) complained quietly to himself, shutting his computer and shoving it to the end of the shitty motel bed. He laid back and glared at the ceiling, everything was so complicated lately. It was partially his fault but at first it was funny. He refused to believe Dean was serious about thinking he was attractive. There was so much proof but he just couldn’t understand, there was just no way. A frequent conversation piece was how the playboy wasn’t into men. Why now?
His thoughts began to delve into dangerous territory of worth and competence, but was interrupted by the brothers. “I’m telling you Dean! I know what I saw! There was ecto in his ears!” Sam exclaimed while chasing the older sibling. “I saw that, we should just sleep on it.” He deflected his brother’s attempt to investigate, preferring to stay at the motel.
Everything that had been going on must have left him exhausted, Sam too. “Sleep on it? We should really go after this thing. What if it kills more people? Normally you’d be all over this!” The younger was clearly frustrated and lost, having hardly a clue what was going on with his unusually stone-cold brother. “Well right now isn’t normal, Sammy. Just go to bed.” It was strange for the older to keep his composure so well while being accused of things, but it was definitely appreciated. “Whatever, we’re going first thing in the morning. No complaints.” Sam sat on his bed with a huff, staring down Dean. “Fine…and stop starin’ at me.”
Darkness covered the room flatly, nothing to be seen. It was the kind of darkness that had you second guessing your surroundings, the exact kind that (Y/n) despised. He already didn’t trust his instincts half the time, darkness just made it worse. At night he always made it his goal to fall asleep first, just so he knew others would be able to protect him while he was first fading off to slumber. It wasn’t like that now. Him and Dean laid on two opposing ends of the bed, their legs dangling off uncomfortably, leaving his groggy mind to wander.
Each breath began to leave him suffocating, it felt like he couldn’t blink, his mouth was dry. Fear was consuming him. He knew he normally wasn’t a coward, he couldn’t be, but right now was different. Everything was strange. He abruptly sat up and shoved his blankets off, walking on wobbly legs to the motel door. Once it opened he was devoured by pleasant light, the blue hues of the neon sign swallowed his figure in comfort. A sigh of relief left him, his muscles relaxed after what felt like hours of being tense. He was finally able to release that fear as he sat against the cold motel wall. The fabric of his hoodie was warm in contrast to the dry wind outside.
After he left in a huff, Dean had woken up to the door shutting. Though (Y/n) tried to be quiet, but he wasn’t as streamlined while half asleep. Shuffling footsteps thumped toward the closed door in search of warmth. That warmth that had left his bed. “(N/n)? Dude why are you out here? It’s colder than a witch’s tit.” His teeth chattered on his words at the prickling wind. “Needed air.” The other replied bluntly, his gaze never connected to the man who stood inches away from him. After a beat of silence, Dean took a seat next to his disturbed friend. “I’ll sit with you then. I sleep when you do.”
Once an hour had passed, the two called it a night, returning to the warm confines of their motel room. (Y/n) laid just the way he did before, legs dangling off the edge of the bed. “Hell’re you doing? Get up here.” The older scoffed as he lay normally in bed now. “Alright.” It seemed the other’s docile nature returned to him, rather than flighty and rude he was quiet. He crawled up the bed to lay beside Dean, trying to keep a safe distance to not seem clingy.
“(Y/n).” “Yeah?” They were both quiet with their words. “I’ve literally kissed you. Get your ass over here.” He yanked the domestic man to his side, leaving him shocked. A heavy weight laid across his stomach and chest, revealing to be Dean’s arm and head. He was cuddling him? No, it had to be a dream, he was delusional. Everything in him wanted to deny the interaction, but everything lined up. Whether it was just a small thing or something that would last was up to them, but it was clear the feelings were shared.
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