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kaleldobrev · 10 months

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Without Hesitation, Yes.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader

Summary: After all these years, Dean finally asks you to marry him.

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Cursing (3x)

Authors Note: Flashbacks in italics | I love me a good childhood friends to lovers story | If you liked this, don’t forget to like & reblog. I really appreciate it! Feedback is always welcome ♡

Dean had known you for as long as he could remember; first meeting you through Bobby. He had met you in the late eighties, when he couldn’t be more then 9 or 10 years old. Bobby introduced you as his daughter – not biological, adopted; but he still considered you his blood nonetheless. From the moment he laid his eyes on you, he felt an instant connection to you; the two of you becoming partners in crime very soon after your first meeting. Even when him, Sammy, and his dad were on the road, he still made sure to keep in contact with you, telling you everything and anything. He would tell you how gross the motel room was that they were staying at, the diners that they would stop at on the way to their next case, and even about their current case – sometimes asking you for your input.

Although Bobby was your adoptive father and you would help him do research for cases every now and then, he had never actually wanted the hunting life for you. But not being in the life was never an option for you; it was something that you had always wanted to do. So, when Dean Winchester showed up on your doorstep in October 2005 saying that his dad was missing and needed your help, you dropped everything, packed a bag and left; even though your father didn’t want you to go. He was mad at you for leaving, but understood that it was something that you needed to do; not only because the Winchester’s were like family, but because he could see the way you and Dean looked at each other – something that he tried so hard to prevent.

For as long as Dean could remember, he always felt something for you; but he never fully knew what that feeling was. He was between three different options for a while: he actually had a crush on you, he only had a crush on you because Bobby told him “Don’t even think about it boy” or he only had a crush on you because you were the most consistent woman in his life. One of the first moments he began to try and pinpoint which of the three it was, took place when the two of you were teenagers. Everyone was sleeping and it was just the two of you up. You had somehow convinced him to watch one of your favorite movies Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Even though it wasn’t his thing, he didn’t mind watching it with you because he had thought that Kristy Swanson was hot – but he didn’t dare tell you that. He had remembered how the two of you snuck downstairs to watch it, the two of you making popcorn and grabbing two sodas from the fridge. Dean remembered how engrossed you were when watching it, sometimes quoting from it or even acting out some of the scenes. He could still remember something that you said to him, even though it had been more than 20 years. “When I grow up, I wanna be just like Buffy.” For some reason, you saying that had brought a smile to his face.

There were a few instances in his life when he had planned on telling you how he truly felt about you before the two of you had started dating. But each and every time he had thought about telling you, he would back out, because he didn’t want to ruin one of his longest friendships. Before he went to Hell, he almost broke and told you, but he told himself that there was no way he could do that do you despite the fact that he knew that he was never going to see you again. The last thing he wanted was to tell you that he loved you and then die, and now you had to spend the rest of your life wondering, “What if?” A few years later right before he was going to say yes to Michael, that is when he decided he was going to do it. He had no idea why he had thought that was the moment, but his feelings for you just poured out of him like a dam that had burst. “I’ve loved you for a long time Sweetheart. Ever since we were kids. There are so many times when I’ve wanted to tell you how I felt but…I didn’t want to ruin the friendship that we had. I…I didn’t want to lose you.” For a moment he had thought that you wouldn’t reciprocate his feelings but to his surprise you did. “Took you long enough you idjit.” You told him, kissing him soon after that. “After I go into the pit, I want the two of you to have a normal apple pie, white picket fence life together. Do the whole nine. Marriage, kids, PTA meetings. All of it.” Sam had made the both of you promise. The two of you did have some sense of normalcy for the year – the best you could anyway, but kids, marriage, and definitely PTA meetings weren’t on the table at that moment. Someday though maybe.

Dean loved you more than anything or anyone. You were his best friend, his favorite person, the one that he could always count on; and most importantly: the love of his life. He never thought he would ever get the chance to ever call someone that: the love of his life. He had only heard the term once or twice during his life, mainly hearing it from Bobby and his father. Over the years, Dean had thought that he was in love before, but it wasn’t until he had a relationship with you that he truly would know what being in love actually felt like. The other times he had thought he was, he was in love with the idea of the person, in love with the idea of being in their world – a world that he knew he didn’t belong in. With you, it was different; effortless. He didn’t have to hide any aspect of himself in order to please you. You weren’t afraid of him, even when he was afraid of himself at times.

There was a part of him that knew that he didn’t deserve you – you weren’t as broken as he was. Yes, you had lost just as much as he had, but you were somehow stronger than he could ever be; which is one of the things that he admired most about you. When things got tough, he would hid behind a bottle of Jack and a mountain of self-loathing and sarcasm. Meanwhile, you continued to carry your head high and carry on like it was just another Tuesday with the boys or just another case. The only time he had ever seen you completely break is when Bobby died.

A few weeks before his insanely close near-death experience where he almost lost to a rusty rebar fighting vampires, he had went into town with Sam to go and get you an engagement ring. Even though he knew the type of jewelry that you liked, getting you an engagement ring was a completely different story. He went back and forth for hours trying to find you the perfect ring. “Dude, just pick something. She’ll love whatever you get her.” Sam had told him. It was in that moment that Dean’s eyes landed on one that he knew that you would absolutely love. “I’ll take that one.” Dean said, pointing at the ring in the case.

A month has gone by after his close near-death experience, and proposing to you is something that he no longer wanted to put off. He didn’t want to spend another day, another hour, another minute without seeing this ring on your finger. You had told him once a while ago that you didn’t need an engagement ring; that all he had to do was ask you to marry him and then the two of you could go to the nearest courthouse that same day. He truly loved the thought; but he had wanted to do something more for you than that.

Dean held the ring in his hands and couldn’t wait to give it to you. The only problem that he was currently having though, was trying to figure out exactly what he was going to say to you. “Still trying to come up with a speech there Romeo?” Sam said, his voice sounding a bit amused.

Dean eyed him, placing the ring down on the kitchen table. “I have no freaking clue what I’m going to say to her.” He admitted. “I don’t want it to be a chick flick moment, but I don’t want it to sound too generic either.” For the past several days, Dean has been trying to come up with a good proposal speech for you, but each and every time he thought that he had something, it simply just left him. Yesterday, he had even started writing the speech down, but kept crossing out everything that he wrote because he hated the way it looked and sounded.

“Word of advice? As someone who was going to propose…” Sam sighed a little at the memory; still briefly remembering exactly what he was planning on saying to Jessica. “Just be honest. Tell her…tell her all the things you love about her. Why you fell for her in the first place. You know things like that.”

“I said no chick flick moments Sam.” Dean picked up the ring again and started spinning it around on the table, momentarily forgetting that the ring before him was a couple grand and not something he just picked up at the Gas n’ Sip down the road.

“Then don’t make it one.” Sam walked over to Dean and placed his hand on his shoulder. “She’ll love whatever you say to her. I mean, she’s stuck with your dumbass this far. Nothing you can say now will make her run.” Sam gave him a smirk, and Dean just rolled his eyes.

“Bitch.” Dean said.

“Jerk.” Sam replied.

You were doing what you normally did on a Sunday morning – doing some yoga in the Bunker gym. Ever since you and the boys had made the Bunker your home, you had found yourself attracted to yoga; something that you initially didn’t like until recently. Bobby had tried to get you into it – weirdly enough; saying that it would be good for you. You had told him that you would only do it if he did it with you. “I already get pedicures with you, I ain’t doing yoga too.” He said.

As your eyes were closed and you were currently in Lotus position you heard a small knock on the door frame of the gym. You opened your eyes and a huge smile sprawled across your lips. “Hey you.” You said, your voice calm.

“Hey beautiful.” Dean replied, walking into the gym with you. He pointed to the spot in front of you. “Can I join you?” You were slightly surprised. You had tried to get Dean to do yoga for a while, but he always said that it wasn’t really his thing – he left the yoga portion of the workouts to you and Sam.

“I thought you’d never ask.” You scooted back a bit, giving him just a little bit of room so he wasn’t so close to the door.

Dean sat down in front of you, trying his best to get in the same position as you were currently in. Fuck I’m old. He thought to himself as he crossed his legs, feeling just a little bit of pressure in his knees. “You don’t have to sit like that if you don’t want to my love.” You told him. “I’m happy to just have you sitting here with me.” Your comment sincere.

“I uh, I wanted to talk to you about something.” Dean’s sentence made your heart jump. Not only because of the abruptness of it, but because it sounded like a ‘We need to talk’ conversation. Conversations like these were never your favorite – Hell, you didn’t know anyone who had liked these types of conversations.

“What’s up?” You asked, trying your best not to sound nervous while replying.

“Don’t worry. It’s…it’s nothing bad.” Dean reassured you. “Um…Well, it could be. But…I personally don’t think it is. So, I’m hoping you won’t think it’s bad either.” He sounded like a school boy trying to talk to his crush for the first time; you found it adorable. “Do you, do you remember when we were kids and Bobby would always buy you these ring pops from the store?”

“Yeah…Why?” Of course you had remembered. “One day I want a ring this big!” You told Bobby. “Not if you marry a hunter you won’t.” Bobby laughed.

“I remember, I don’t know if you do but, I remember when we were like…I don’t know, ten? The two of us were playing upstairs in your room and I took the ring pop and put it on your finger and I asked you to marry me. And without any kind of hesitation you said yes.” Dean started smiling from the memory. “Oh Dean! Of course I will! Why wouldn’t I want to marry my best friend?” You said. “You then ran out of your room, leaving my ass behind and ran all the way downstairs where you told Bobby and my dad that I had asked you to marry me. “Look daddy! Uncle John! Dean asked me to marry him! We’re gonna get married!” Bobby had told you years later, “I knew you and that idjit were gonna fall in love. I saw it when you were youngins.”

“Dean –” You began.

“Y/N.” Dean positioned himself so he was now sitting on both of his knees, holding both of your hands in his. “I honestly don’t know what I would ever do without you. Out of everyone that I’ve known in my life, you have been the one consistent thing in it. You have always been by my side even when I know for a fact that I didn’t deserve it. A lot of days, especially in the beginning when we first got together, I didn’t think I deserved you. I thought that you deserved much more than someone like me. Someone that could provide you with the life that you deserve; a safe and quiet one, not one where you’re constantly running toward the things that want to kill you.” He let out a small chuckle. “But, I’ve realized over the years that…Sweetheart, we may not have the most conventional life but, we have each other, and that’s really all that matters.” He released one of your hands for a moment as he reached for something in his pocket. “Close your eyes for me.” Without hesitation you closed them. The second you did, you felt something being placed in your hands. “Okay. Open.” When you opened your eyes there was a red and black ring lying in your hand.

“Dean…” You looked down at the ring and then looked up at Dean, unsure of what to say. For the first time in your life you were utterly speechless. You got up, getting in the same position as Dean, holding the ring in your fingers. Placing your hands on Dean’s shoulder’s, you leaned in and kissed him. You felt his hands and arms pull you in close to him as he deepened the kiss between the two of you.

“Will you marry me Sweetheart?” He asked, once the kiss was broken.

Without hesitation, like you had done all those years ago you said, “Yes.”

#Dean Winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #dean x you #dean x reader #spn imagine #spn one shot #supernatural imagine #supernatural one shot #spn #supernatural #reader insert #female reader

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foolondahill17 · 9 months

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Something interesting about Dean narrating his first kill to Gordon is that it doesn't have the ending we expect.

Dean says: "So. I pick up this crossbow. And I hit that ugly sucker with a silver-tipped arrow right in his heart. Sammy's waiting in the car, and uh, me and my dad take the thing into the woods, burn it to a crisp. I'm sitting there and looking into the fire, and I'm thinking to myself, I'm sixteen years old. Most kids my age are worried about pimples, prom dates. I'm seeing things that they'll never even know. Never even dream of. So right then, I just sort of -"

If it followed the typical rose-colored glasses flow of something we'd expect of a teen narrative, Dean would finish with "Realized how lucky I was" or "realized how badly off those other kids had it." But instead of being positive about hunting, Gordon suggests:

"Embraced the life?"

Dean pauses.

"Yeah," he agrees, almost somberly. Definitely resigned.

Because this is what this story is about: resignation. He's passed the point of no return, so he may as well embrace the life because there's no other path forward for him. And with this acceptance comes alienation. Dean isn't like those other kids. He can't be like them. He was never going to be like them.

This is especially poignant when we see later in season 9 that this first kill happened the same year Dean went to Sonny's, where he had a brief chance to worry about pimples and prom dates before the hunter life tore it all away again. It was never about choosing hunting for Dean. It was always about being trapped.

#supernatural #dean winchester #sad dean thoughts #fool's spn rewatch

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magicbats · 3 months

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★ the fitch legacy, reimagined

a little walk down memory lane with my old besties <3

for those who don't know, i played 9 generations of a legacy from 2015-2019. these are the heirs and how i would make them in my sim style today ^.^

i cleared the posts from my blog years ago, but i have them archived over here @fitchlegacy for posterity's sake :]

(l-r: addison, poppy, hazel, sammy, lucy, sebastian, rudy, marina, jackson)

#ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 #simblr #fitch legacy #i love love love them sm #*edit

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cowgurrrl · 1 year

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“I want to be great or nothing.”

Summary: When world famous rockstar Joel Miller finds himself in some hot water with the press, his PR team suggests fake dating an up and coming actress to refine his image. However, when they actually start spending time together, the happy couple can’t stand each other. Will they be able to turn it around for the cameras or will it all be for nothing?

Warnings: smut indicated with an asterisk, tlou au, fake dating, enemies to ???, Sarah is alive :D

01. Smile You’re on Camera [1.7k]

02. When The Sun Goes Down [2.6k]

03. BWFW [3.8k]

04. Kiwi [3.8k]

05. A plea for tenderness* [7.3k]

06. Blueberry Pancakes* [4.5k]

07. Losing My Cool [1.1k]

08. Never Thought [3.5k]

09. Layla [2.3k]

10. Pine Point [4.7k]

11. Old Friends Die Hard [3.6k]

12. Too Close [2.5k]

13. The Chain [2.6k]

14. From the Dining Table [4.5k]

15. Wonderfully Bizarre [1.2k]

🎸🎸🎸

Drabbles

A Soulmate Who Wasn’t Meant to Be: You settle into life without Joel

Night Shift: Joel settles into life without you

Tennessee Whiskey: A (somewhat) quiet night as you and Joel adjust to sharing life again

Thank God I Found You: You and Joel talk about going public with your relationship

Gold Dust Woman: Oscars season with Joel

The Actress: Red carpet interviews with Joel

Je te laisserai des mots: You and Joel realize forever doesn’t sound too bad

I Want To Marry You: Joel asks you The Question

Kiss Me Once, and Kiss Me Twice: You and Joel get married

Heavy Metal Drummer: When Joel’s drummer suddenly drops out, who better to fill in than the girl who’s been there since the beginning?

Just A Boy: Joel struggles with your newest cast mate

Small Bump: You tell the girls you’re pregnant

Beautiful Boy: You and Joel find out the gender of your baby

Hayloft: Joel being protective of his family

Choreomania: Sammy tries to figure out if he likes what his dad does

Brooklyn Baby: You and Joel welcome your son

Iris: Sarah and Ellie hold Sam for the first time

Hey Me, Hey Mama: Mother’s Day

Jackie and Wilson: A night in the Miller household

Little Wonders: When Mom Guilt takes over, Joel finds a way to support you

Mama’s Boy: Sam’s going through a phase

Daydream Believer: Daisy seems to know something you don’t

As It Was: You and Joel have an announcement

At Last: Sam doesn’t seem to know the difference between real life and acting

Daylight: An almost perfect Texas day with the Millers

Yo Gotti: You and Joel read thirst tweets together

Beautiful Girls: Your first night at home with your twins

Love You: Joel being the best dad to tiny baby angels

Unknown: You find out Violet has asthma

I’m Still Standing: Actors on Actors: You and Carolina Garcia-Long

My Girls: The first of many Sophia and Violet days

Lucky: The girls are going through a phase

Girls On Film: Joel accidentally starts discourse

I’m Just Ken: A Halloween fashion show with the Millers

Live from New York: You and Joel take on SNL

Please Come Home for Christmas: The Christmas season with the Millers

Bug: The BuzzFeed Puppy Interview

So This Is Love: A Beach Day

Salad Days: The t-shirt coup

The Millers: A Year in The Life: A documentary about your lives

Good Old Days: A SAG-AFTRA Career Retrospective

🎸🎸🎸

Extras 🤠

Joel and sundress season*

Dancing with Joel

Your instagram story 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11

ACL with the Millers

Joel’s tattoos

You and Joel find out you’re having a baby

Your reaction to questions about kids

Family headcanons

Random thoughts 1

Random thoughts 2

Honeymoon with Joel

Actress!reader freaking out about Joel on Instagram

Talking about your relationship with Joel

Sammy Insta posts

Family instagram posts

Sophia and Violet

Birthday headcanons

What the kids do later in life

Text threads :D 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

The kids’ instagrams

Grandpa Joel

Grandpa Joel pt. 2

Instagram stories: Barbie edition

Random family thoughts

#one for the money two for the show #the last of us #joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller fic #joel tlou #the last of us x reader #joel miller the last of us #the last of us au #the last of us fluff #Joel au #joel the last of us #joel miller x female reader #joel miller fluff

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obsolete-stars-if · 1 year

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Obsolete Stars

Last Update: 20th/April 2024

Last updated word count: + 19k including code Read time: ~5h 45min Join the discord

Currently available: Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 full

Take me to the demo. Now.

Disclaimer: While I do have an outline, this is a first draft/proof of concept situation. There will be many errors and things like personality options, and further expansion of the world around you, will be expanded once the first draft is done. Thank you for understanding.

Intro

So let’s be real, we all read fanfiction that followed the prompt of “Help, my parents sold me off to [insert boy band/ celebrate crush/ tumblr sexy man of the week)!”, but unlike those fanfictions, you weren’t sold off to your hot crush. After a life in isolation, your father, the king, sells you off to marry the prince of another country. With nothing but two guards, you make your way to meet the dreaded fate of marriage. Along the way, you will make friends, learn the truth about your kingdom, and find yourself in positions much worse than a forced marriage. One can only pray for your survival.

In this game you will explore your kingdom and what happened to the magic realm. It will include sensitive topics, and possible explicit content in the future.

The game focuses on interpersonal relationships.

What else?

Play as Male, Female, Nonbinary (option to customize your pronouns, future trans options planned)

Date one (or more) of your 7 friends

Play as straight, queer, poly, mono, or just be aro or ace

Be a total ass to your spouse or just accept your fate

Have fun seeing your kingdom in ruins!

Get your friends killed

Get yourself killed

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Okay cool, but what about dating?

Tarek/Takischa (he/him; she/her) (Ftm/Mtf) (genderselectable)

Old and grumpy, TK is 15 years your senior and has been serving the palace your entire life. They are stoic and devoted to the crown, they take their job more than serious, sometimes they can even parental or possessive. Underneath their blank face, you know they care for you, and they always will.

They are 6′3 and have ashen honey hair, curly and cutting off just above their eyes. Pale green eyes set deep against their ivory skin. They hide almost all of their skin with layers of clothing.

(Great if you have parental issues.)

Samuel/Samira (he/him; she/her) (Ftm/Mtf) (genderselectable)

Young and curious, Sammy is just a year younger than yourself, they can be naive and easy trusting. They’re optimistic and want to impress you and all their friends. Sammy has a lot to learn, and they’re more than eager to do so. With enough care and time, Sammy will grow into a great protector.

Sammy is 5′9 with very short black hair. Against their warm beige skin tone, their monolidded eyes are a deep reddish brown. They wear simple robust clothes.

Sammy is ace and sex neutral.

(Great if you don’t enjoy angst)

Alia (she/they) (afab)

A quiet person, she keeps to herself, but always stays polite, she is a shrine maiden and TKs friend. She is a peacemaker at heart, and tries to deescalate every situation. She would be considered one of the strongest magic users, if she would ever use it. She is about six years your senior.

Alia is 5′3 and has bronze hair that is cut into a short wolf hairstyle. Blue eyes against satin freckled skin. She wears a lavender dress, with white clothing to cover her arm.

Alia is ace and sex repulsed.

(Great if you like slow burn)

Sascha (He/they) (Ftm)

He is about ten years older, but that can be quickly forgotten by how charming, egotistical and even cowardly he can act. He is not only a danger to you and your friends, but themselves too. He pulls danger from beyond your understanding into your orbit. He is a teasing smart ass that isn’t above blackmailing or hurting anyone. Not to forget that he committed the highest crime there is, stealing a magic companions.

They are 6′1 and have long grey-white hair that falls to his hips. He has very pale skin and ice blue eyes. He wears high quality clothes, and a golden jacket that fades into a deep red.

Sascha is ace and sex positive.

(Great test of your patience.)

Kate (she/her) (Mtf)

Just a few years older than you, she is noble and a healer, she is a loud and loving personality. With teasing smile, she cares deeply about everyone’s well-being, but will never be above calling anyone out.

She is 6′0, her chocolate goddess locs fall beneath her shoulders, the curls fading into a pink color. Dark deep brown eyes against warm yet ashen honey skin tone. She wears pink toned dresses and many accessories.

(Great if you like women.)

Mikhail (he/they) (amab)

The prince of Riag, your spouse, and the second general. His easy going and considerate personality makes it hard to grasp, that he is celebrated by his own soldiers and nobles of his country, deeply feared by anyone outside his country. A war criminal for his country. Beloved warrior, lover of war. He is only a few years your senior.

Mikail is 5′7 and their dark brown hair would fall to his shoulders, if it wasn’t pulled back into a ponytail. The tips of his hair fading into an earthy, almost blueish green tone, matching his eyes against his cool olive skin tone. He wears short clothing due to the heat in Riag and the many training sessions they have daily.

(Great if you believe everyone deserves a second chance.)

Gigi (she/her) (afab)

She promised Judgement Day.

Gigi is 5′6 and with ash blonde hair curling around her soft face frame, cutting off just below her ears, and light brown, almost hazel eyes. She wears primarily black with orange accessories.

Unofficial official RO Art/Ref

Moodboards, color palettes, playlist for each RO here:

Maps and miscellaneous stuff:

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winchesterwild78 · 10 days

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Unexpected Hunter Pt 9

Unexpected Hunter Master List

Chapter Warnings: SMUT, wedding day, surprise visit, Fluff, Dean getting what he deserves

A/N: Time jump chapter and this is a tooth rotting fluffy chapter. It’s wedding day and there are some unexpected surprises 🥰I edited this fast so please overlook any mistakes

All work is my own, don’t take it

18+ Minors DNI

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*11 month time jump*

Bobby and Jodi were sitting at your feet playing and babbling with each other. You were sitting at the vanity applying your makeup while Jodi and Donna fixed your hair. “I can’t believe the day is already here.” Donna said. “You and Dean are going to be so happy together. Look at the beautiful family you two have created already.” She said as she pinned your hair up. “I know. I’m so excited and nervous to finally marry him. Jack told us last night he had a wedding gift for us but it had to wait.” You said to the two women. “I have no idea what it possibly could be, he’s already given us so much. He made sure the babies were healthy and we made it to this day without any complications.” You said looking at your babies.

“Whatever it is you know it’s going to be amazing. He loves both of you and Dean has always been a huge part of his life. Even after he went to fix heaven he kept coming back to see all of us.” Jodi said. You sat looking at your reflection and smiled. You looked beautiful and you couldn’t believe how happy you were. “Okay, dress time” Donna said excitedly. You chose a simple wedding dress that highlighted your best features and a simple veil. You chose flats for your shoes because running after two 1 year olds would prove difficult in heels.

There was a knock at your door and Jodi went to answer it. You heard her gasp. You turned and standing at the door was your mother. You stood in shock. She had been gone for years. How was she here. Then you saw Jack. He stepped forward and said “I wanted you and Dean to have all of your family here. I can’t keep them here forever but I can promise you they will be here today.” You started crying and threw your arms around him and then your mom. Sobbing and saying thank you to Jack.

There wasn’t a dry eye in the room and when your mom walked over to her grandchildren sobs were filling the room. Your son reached for her like he knew her. Of course he did. There is no doubt your mom has been with you and has met your children.

Donna helped you fix your makeup and finish getting ready.

Jack left to head towards Dean’s room. Dean and Sam were sitting and talking waiting for the ceremony to begin. There was a knock and Sam opened the door. He stood shocked. “Who is it Sammy” Dean asked. “Um, Dean it’s Mom, Dad and Bobby” he said. Dean spun on his heels and saw three of the most important people in his life standing at the door. Disbelief on his and Sam’s faces. Jack stepped forward and said the same thing he said to you. Hugs were exchanged and they left because they wanted to meet their grandchildren and Bobby was eager to meet his namesake. Before Bobby left the room he hugged Dean and thanked him for naming his son after him.

The three of them and Jack left the room heading for your room. They knocked and Donna opened the door and squealed. Mary and John stepped in and hugged you. Thanking you for loving their son and giving him a family. Bobby walked in and Jodi let out an audible sob. She threw her arms around him and pulled him close. The three of them met the babies and your mother. Baby Bobby was snuggled in your mom’s arms and Jodi was in Mary’s.

Donna told you it was time. Everyone got into place and you took a deep breath. You walked out the back of the cabin and headed towards the field where the wedding was being held. You looked up and saw Dean. He looked so handsome. Dressed in a white suit with a dark blue tie. You picked white and dark blue as the colors. You couldn’t imagine how beautiful it would be but taking it all in it took your breath away. The area was decorated with white tulle and dark blue fabric, lit up with fairy lights and soft glowing lanterns.

You stood at the end of the aisle and as the song started playing you walked towards Dean. Your eyes locked on his. It felt like you two were the only ones there. When you got to the end of the aisle Dean leaned in and said “you’re so beautiful”. You smiled and said “you’re so handsome. I love you”. Castiel performed the ceremony and it was perfect. When he told Dean he could kiss his bride Dean took you in his arms and dipped you down kissing your lips. Everyone cheered and you laughed.

You and Dean took each other’s hands and walked up the aisle. Once back inside you made your way to living room. “We did it.” Dean said kissing you. “We did it” you said looking in his beautiful green eyes. “You look so beautiful today y/n. I’m so lucky I can call you my wife.” Dean said. “I’m the lucky one. You literally saved my life, you gave me two beautiful children and now you’re my husband.” You said cupping his face. He placed a soft kiss on your lips as you heard Donna call you outside for pictures.

Everyone gathered outside for wedding pictures before the reception. You couldn’t believe all the love you felt from everyone. You felt like you and Dean were going to make it. Once the pictures were done you and Dean went back inside.

You and Dean decided to change into more comfortable clothes for the reception. As he helped you unzip your dress his hands brushed against your back and it sent a chill through your body. You turned around and helped him out of his suit jacket and tie. Then you started unbuttoning his shirt. He removed his shirt and you danced your fingers over his bare chest. He helped you remove your dress and you were standing in front of him in your brand new dark blue lingerie. He growled and took you in his arms. You giggled as he fumbled with the hooks trying to remove it.

You helped him out before he decided to rip it off of you. He tossed you on the bed playfully and you giggled. His eyes were dark with lust and longing. He removed his pants and boxers in one pull and positioned himself between your legs. “We have to make this quick Mrs Winchester. Our guests are waiting.” Dean said with a smirk. “What are you waiting for then Mr Winchester” you asked bucking your hips at him. That was all he needed. He pushed in and bottomed out causing you and him to gasp and moan in unison. He grabbed your hips and dug his fingers in as he steadied himself with each thrust. Your hand slipped between you and him and you started rubbing your clit. His hard length hitting that spot inside you helping push you closer to the edge.

Your hand moved faster and Dean was focused on both of your pleasures. He leaned down capturing your lips with his and as he pulled away he lightly bit your lip. You moaned and bucked your hips. His thrusts went deeper and as he hit that spot you started to cum squeezing his cock with your quivering walls. Dean moaned and whispered “fuck” as he thrusted you through your orgasm. His movement became sloppy as he was chasing his release. As he started to cum he took your lips in his and kissed you deeply. His seed coated your walls and filled you up.

He collapsed beside you taking you in his arms. “I love you Mrs Winchester. Thank you for making me the happiest man in the world” he said as he kissed your head. “I love you too Mr Winchester, thank you for making me feel safe, loved and making me your wife.” You said pushing yourself close to him. There was a knock on the door. “Hey kids, can you wrap it up in there we are starving out here.” Bobby said. You giggled and Dean said “hold on we’re coming”. Bobby said “I didn’t need to know that. Just get out here” Dean laughed and you turned red. You both got up and got cleaned up and dressed.

Once ready you made your way outside holding Dean’s hand. You walked out to applause and yelling. You two made your way around greeting everyone and then heading to the makeshift stage. Dean took the microphone in hand and got everyone’s attention. “Um excuse me everyone. I just want to thank you on behalf of myself and my beautiful wife for coming out and supporting us. We have had some ups and downs but everyone here has supported us and helped us through it all. When I met y/n I knew instantly she was the one for me. She has shown me unconditional love and support and she’s given me two incredible children. I love you so much baby. Thank you for loving me even on the hardest days. You’re an amazing person, an incredible mother and now I finally get to say my wife.” Dean said as he leaned in to kiss you. You heard Sam holler “save it for the honeymoon. I’m starving”. You pulled away laughing and you and Dean walked to your table.

Everyone ate, drank and danced the night away. Mary and your mom took the kids inside to put them to bed. They wanted to spend as much time with their grandchildren as they could. You walked over to Jack and gave him a big hug. “Thank you for bringing them back for this. Dean and I are incredibly grateful to you.” “You’re welcome. I wanted to give you both something special” Jack said hugging you back.

Dean walked up and placed his hand on the small of your back. “Ready to go sweetheart” he asked. “Where are we going” you asked. “I have a surprise for you. Our family is going to take care of the kids while we’re gone” he said leading you towards the car. “Dean, we can’t leave. We don’t have anything packed” you said hesitantly. “Already taken care of. Donna and Jodi helped me pack some stuff for you and I packed my stuff last night.

Now, get in baby.” He said as he opened the car door. You slid in and as he pulled off you waved at everyone. You slid over to him and placed your hand on his thigh. “Where are we going” you asked him. “You’ll have to be patient Mrs Winchester” he said with a smirk. You giggled because you loved hearing him call you that and by the look on his face he loved calling you that.

After about 6 hours of driving, you looked over at him and kissed his cheek. “I love you, Dean”. “I love you too, sweetheart” he said placing his hand on your leg. “I don’t know where we’re going, but I’m glad I’m here with you. I’m going to make you happy for the rest of our lives. You deserve the world, Dean Winchester and I plan on giving it to you.” Dean looked at you with his eyes sparkling with so much love. He pulled the car over and leaned over kissing you passionately. His hands and your hands were all over each other. You were moaning and panting. He slid over and you straddled him. You could feel his growing excitement so you moved your hips down. Grinding yourself into him. He moaned into your mouth. Dean’s hands went up your shirt and cupped your breasts. “I want you Dean. Now!” You said to him.

He knew he wanted to take his time with you so he moved back to the drivers seat and found the closest hotel and pulled in. He made sure it was nicer than the normal ones you stayed in. He got a room for the night and you both went to the room. He kicked the door closed with his foot and his hands and lips were back on your body. Clothes flew around the room and Dean laid you down and made love to you over and over all night long. You both finally collapsed after several love making rounds. Once you both were clean you laid in each other’s arms. As you drifted off to sleep you let out a soft sigh. You were completely content and in love with Dean. He kissed your forehead and you both drifted off to sleep.

Forever tags: @nescaveckdaily @nescaveckwriter @kr804573 @jensengirl83 @k-slla @jackles010378 @jawritter @xx-spooky-little-vampire-xx @roseblue373

#hes gorgeous #dean x reader #dean winchester #dean winchester smut #so damn sexy #spn #supernatural

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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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alfalfapie · 6 months

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Trick or Treat

So maybe they were being a little over the top about this. On second thought, they were being WAY over the top on this. Not that he cared. See, growing up, Halloween had never been Dean's favorite time of year. It simply reminded him of how different he was from other kids. Other kids didn't know that the things they dressed up as were real. That ghosts, vampires, and werewolves could strike at any moment, ESPECIALLY on October 31st. So instead of running around a cul-de-sac begging strangers for candy, Dean had to watch his little brother in some rundown motel while John went and caught the monster of the week. And once Sammy got old enough to know what Halloween was, all night would just be filled with him whining to know why they weren't allowed to trick-or-treat like the other kids. The only time they ever got to go was when Dean was 10 and they were staying at Bobby's. Sammy ate so many Reese's cups he was up half the night sick, so it wasn't that much fun anyways. But this year was different. Cas was back from the Empty, Jack had reverted to a body that looked more like he actually was born in 2017, and everyone he loved was living under one stable roof. Plus, he and Cas had just adopted a baby girl, coincidentally named Charlie. She was just over 9 months old and was already the light of Dean's life. And Dean had big plans for her first Halloween. Charlie was not going to grow up hating Halloween like he did. She was going to dress up as whatever the hell she wanted, eat as much candy as she wanted (preferably less than 6 year old Sammy), and enjoy Halloween. But for now, she couldn't do any of that. So they were going to do the next best thing. Cas had seen a Tiktok of a mom carving a big pumpkin to serve as a baby seat. So, when they went out grocery shopping that week, they HAD to get a pumpkin to try it out. They spent an embarrassingly long time measuring pumpkins against their 9-month-old until they found the perfect gourd. When they got home, Jack already had his Halloween costume on (it was a Batman kit from Amazon and he'd refused to take it off ever since it had arrived), so it was the perfect time for a little Halloween festivities. Cas started carving the pumpkin while Dean went to go put baby Charlie in her costume. It was a simple orange onesie with a pumpkin hat, but it took longer than he'd like to admit to get it on. Charlie was particularly bothered by the elastic that attached the hat to her head, so it took a little coaxing to get her to leave it alone (he may or may not have started singing monster mash in an effort to calm her down). By the time Dean carried Charlie back into the main room, Cas was almost done with the pumpkin chair. Jack was helping (at least he said he was, but "helping" looked an awful lot like playing with the pumpkin guts). Miracle came running up to him, and it looked like someone had already put her in her Robin costume. Her little green eye mask was impressively staying put (Dean later found out Sam had spelled it on). Miracle barked at Dean, obviously annoyed to have her costume on, but Dean just patted her head and walked over to the map table. "It looks great," Dean said, wrapping his free arm around Cas's waist. "You almost ready for the picture?" Cas turned the pumpkin to face Dean, proudly displaying his handiwork. "Let's do this." In the end, it took almost an HOUR to get the pictures taken. Either Miracle was running off, Jack was fidgeting, or Charlie was crying. And trying to get all three of them to look in the same direction was a fool's errand. But once Charlie was down for a nap and Jack was playing with his trucks, Cas and Dean took some time to look at their camera roll. And it was exactly what Dean had wanted; Charlie and Jack were both smiling, blissfully unaware that Halloween could be something bad. They both looked happy, and that was all he could ever ask for. Happy Halloween, y'all. :)

#destiel fluff #spn #supernatural #dean winchester #destiel #dean and cas #castiel #deancas #dean x castiel #halloween #happy halloweeeeeeen #happy halloween #trick or treat

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angelcasendgame · 2 years

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fuck john winchester

id under tag

[ID begins. Photo 1: Screenshot of Dean asking Adam, “He took you to a freaking baseball game?” Photo 2: Screenshot of Adam responding, “Why? What did Dad do for your birthday?”

The next photos are screenshots from John’s journal.

Entry 1: Dean turns five today. I was thinking about where we’re going to be in the fall, because he should start school. Then I realized that I can’t leave him in a school. Anything could happen. He’s got a talent for guns. I can see it already. And he’ll need it.

Entry 2: Dean’s sixth birthday. It’s been more than a year since he saw me kill a shape-shifter. He doesn’t ask about it anymore. And he stopped asking when he’s going to go to school. I tried to do it last fall, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t risk it. Maybe this year, now that he’s a little older, now that he knows a little more about things. I’ve been teaching him. Not the worst stuff, but enough so he knows that there are things that go bump in the night.

Entry 3: For his seventh birthday, I took Dean shooting again. He wanted to fire one of the big guns—that’s what he called them.

Entry 4: Dean turns nine today. We’re on the move, so he might not finish third grade. He calls himself the New Kid all the time.

Entry 5: Dean turns eleven today. He asked for his own gun, and I got him one. A Seecamp LWS .32 automatic, the smallest gun I could find that offered any kind of stopping power.

Entry 6: Dean turns thirteen today. For his birthday we went out todinner at a greasy spoon called Mama Janer’s, in Flint, Michigan. It’s freezing and miserable here, and we’re headed farthernorth to check out some things I’ve been hearing about shape-shifters in the North Woods, from Michigan all the way across

Entry 7: Dean turns sixteen today. We’re in Montana, and I think we’re on the trail of a werewolf. That bow-hunting practice is going to come in handy. Sometimes you can’t use a gun, and this is one of them. Tomorrow we’re going out on a hunt, and I’m going to let him take the lead.

Entry 8: Dean turns seventeen today. We went shooting. Then I sent him out on his first hunt. I’ve let him take the lead before, but I’ve always been there to back him up. This time he’s on his own. Partly it’s a test, and partly I wanted some time with Sammy. Should be no problem for Dean.

Entry 9: I gave Dean the Impala today for his eighteenth birthday. The car is 30 years old now, amazing it runs as well as it does. That’s a car. And now it’s my son’s. He knows I’ll still be driving it, but he’s a man now, and since he’s already made his share of kills, this was the only rite of passage I could think of. He goddamn well better take care of it.

Entry 10: Dean turns twenty today. He’s in Ohio somewhere, hasn’t called in a couple of days. Tracking a possible poltergeist. He’s supposed to call in every night. Mission discipline is critical.

Entry 11: Dean turns twenty-one today. I’d buy him a beer if I thought it would be something new. He’s also old enough to buy his own guns now. I tried to raise him right, and looks like I did. He’s a scam artist, a ladies’ man, and an absolutely loyal son. He knows what’s right and doesn’t hesitate to do it. I’m proud of him. Now that he’s hunting on his own I don’t see as much of him, but I know he’s out there. When I call him in on a job, he’s right there every time. I’ve spent the last sixteen years afraid that I was going to screw him up somehow. Maybe now I can forget about that.

Entry 12: Dean turns twenty-one today. I’d buy him a beer if I thought it would be something new. He’s also old enough to buy his own guns now. I tried to raise him right, and looks like I did. He’s a scam artist, a ladies’ man, and an absolutely loyal son. He knows what’s right and doesn’t hesitate to do it. I’m proud of him. Now that he’s hunting on his own I don’t see as much of him, but I know he’s out there. When I call him in on a job, he’s right there every time. I’ve spent the last sixteen years afraid that I was going to screw him up somehow. Maybe now I can forget about that.

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#long post #john winchester deserves to rot in hell #john's journal #originals

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kalcifers-blog · 5 months

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Some HCs for Sammy Brody (Chase's kid) :3!!

(we're living under delusion here where everything is fine and nothing bad happened to anyone)

-currently Sammy is 9!

- Stacy is "Mam", Chase "Dad" and Henrik is "Pa"

-She uses she/her but hasn't thought about it so doesn't mind too much

-Super outdoorsy, she loves animals and the woods! (Stacy, Chase and Henrik have spent god knows how long trying to make sure she's safe while she's constantly running towards very not safe animals)

-She looks fairly similar to both Stacy and Chase, but most notably is that she got Stacy's hair and Chase's freckles

-She is probably what would be considered a "weird kid" with her lack of fear surrounding bugs and generally creepy stuff, while also leaning towards being a bit more stereotypically masculine (she does like ""girly"" things like dolls and sewing and shit- she just currently seems to present more masculine most of the time)

-She thinks of Jackie and Marvin as her uncles. Jackie is probably the throuples best babysitter (Marvin is not but he makes an exception for Sammy specifically because she drew him a nice picture and also told them that his hair is nice)

-practically begged to have her hair dyed "like mam's is" and Stacy had to painfully explain how she couldn't because of school rules- which led to a very genuine conversation about how school doesn't always have the best idea for every kid unfortunately

-they did make the promise that as soon as they left highschool their graduation gift would be to have their hair properly dyed

-Sammy absolutely adores all kinds of art and is always super excited when they find a new thing to do with art (Chase loves showing her concept art for his favourite games and Stacy loves showing her art such as nail design, tattoos fashion etc. Henrik takes her to art museums and galleries that have new art come in fairly regularly, there's one they always go too on the weekends for their kids interactive areas but Henrik always keeps an eye out for something she might like).

- like 99% of kids Sammy BEGGED for a pet. Except she really really wanted a pet tarantula. It took. A lot of convincing. But eventually they got her one (and much to everyone's surprise it's not as terrifying, especially when you have a 9 year old telling all the cool things about it)

- the tarantulas name is Jonathan btw. No one knows why but that's what Sammy insisted on.

- her favourite colour is purple and her favourite dinosaur is the Raptors (specifically the ones from the original Jurassic Park film)

- Chase (the absolute nerd he is) basically started showing her as many films he grew up with as soon as she was capable of seeing shapes basically. (This consists of everything between Jurassic Park, Alien, Indiana Jones, the original Star Wars Films, The Shining, etc) ((Chase Brody is a film nerd and I stand by that))

-Sammy also really likes animation! Her current favourite show is The Owl House and she relates to Luz a lot!!!

-She also loves Halloween! It's her favourite holiday! She isn't sure why her dad's seem upset around that time of year though, but Stacy takes her out trick or treating and she always has the best costumes!!!

That's all for now!! Might make another one of these for Stacy >:33

#jacksepticeye #jse egos #jse fandom #sammy brody #chase brody #stacy brody #henrik schneeplestein #headcanons #kalcifers blog #kal rambles #kalcifer

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pwlanier · 25 days

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1927 Bentley 3-Litre Sports Project

Registration no. YF 2654

Chassis no. TN1566

Engine no. TN1567

• Originally an Offord-bodied coupé

• Matching chassis and engine

• Family owned since March 1957

• Garaged unused for some 50-plus years

• 'Barn find' offered for restoration

With characteristic humility 'W O' was constantly amazed by the enthusiasm of later generations for the products of Bentley Motors Limited, and it is testimony to the soundness of his engineering design skills that so many of his products have survived. From the humblest of beginnings in a mews garage off Baker Street, London in 1919 the Bentley rapidly achieved fame as an exciting fast touring car, well able to compete with the best of European and American sports cars in the tough world of motor sport in the 1920s. Bentley's domination at Le Mans in 1924, 1927, 1928, 1929 and 1930 is legendary, and one can only admire the Herculean efforts of such giants as Woolf Barnato, Jack Dunfee, Tim Birkin and Sammy Davis, consistently wrestling the British Racing Green sports cars to victory.

W O Bentley proudly unveiled the new 3-litre car bearing his name on Stand 126 at the 1919 Olympia Motor Exhibition, the prototype engine having fired up for the first time just a few weeks earlier. Bentley's four-cylinder 'fixed head' engine incorporated a single overhead camshaft, four-valves per cylinder and a bore/stroke of 80x149mm. Twin ML magnetos provided the ignition and power was transmitted via a four-speed gearbox with right-hand change. The pressed-steel chassis started off with a wheelbase of 9' 9½", then adopted dimensions of 10' 10" ('Standard Long') in 1923, the shorter frame being reserved for the TT Replica and subsequent Speed Model. Rear wheel brakes only were employed up to 1924 when four-wheel Perrot-type brakes were introduced.

In only mildly developed form, this was the model that was to become a legend in motor racing history and which, with its leather-strapped bonnet, classical radiator design and British Racing Green livery, has become the archetypal Vintage sports car.

Early success in the 1922 Isle of Man Tourist Trophy, when Bentleys finished second, fourth, and fifth to take the Team Prize, led to the introduction of the TT Replica (later known as the Speed Model and identified by the Red Label on its radiator ) on the existing 9' 9½" wheelbase, short standard chassis. Bentley had made approximately 1,600 3-Litre models when production ceased in 1929, the majority of which were bodied by Vanden Plas with either open tourer or saloon coachwork.

Dr Clare Hay's authoritative work, Bentley, The Vintage Years, records the fact that chassis number 'TN1566' (with engine number '1567') was completed in April 1927 on the long standard 10' 10" wheelbase chassis with coupé coachwork by Offord. Hay records that 'TN1567' was first owned by one W A Thompson and registered as 'YF 2654', noting: "Now 2 seater on 9' 0" wheelbase." It is not known when this modification was carried out.

The next ownership record we have is an old-style buff logbook issued on 1st June 1950 listing four owners: Arthur Ratcliffe Ainsworth of Dorking; A B B Woodburn of Bolesworth; Bursledon Autos of Sholing; and one Miss Mary Louisa White, BSc, who registered the Bentley on 2nd March 1957. Miss White appears to have been a most enthusiastic owner, a view supported by the numerous Bentley Drivers Club membership cards on file, mostly dating from the late 1950s to the mid 1970s, while there are also some spectator's passes, an RAC membership card and a VCC official's badge. According to the deceased's family, Miss Mary Louisa White passed away in 2005 and was the last known person to drive the Bentley in the late 50s or early 60s. 'YF 2654' was then left to Miss Nicola White, (the last recorded keepers' niece) along with the property where the Bentley was kept. Miss Nicola White passed away in July 2023.

Additional documentation includes assorted correspondence, sundry bills, insurance paperwork, a later buff logbook (1963), an old-style V5 registration document, and four MoT certificates, the most recent of which was issued in 1964. The most recent tax discs on file date from the 1960s, so it seems reasonable to conclude that the Bentley was taken off the road sometime towards the end of that decade. It has remained in the owner's garage ever since, concealed beneath a variety of non-Bentley-related clutter, and is presented in 'barn find' condition, ripe for sympathetic restoration. Sold strictly as viewed, 'YF 2654' represents a wonderful opportunity to bring a long-forgotten 'W O' Bentley back to life.

Bonhams

#Bentley #barn find

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