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July 15, 2023

Happy 41 Birthday to Briana Buckmaster. 

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STACKEDNATURAL ⇉ 130.5/327 (part 2)

10.8 Hibbing 911 Written by Jenny Klein & Phil Sgriccia Directed by Tim Andrew Original Air Date: December 2, 2014

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Favorite type of character . Law enforcement people having to put up with supernatural shit

Now for the guys!

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This is an 18+ NSFW blog. Minors, Do Not Interact!

Supernatural Masterlist

📝 = ask/request

🏳️‍🌈gender neutral reader

🏳️‍🌈Blood in Heaven and Hell Dean x OFC x Sam. No Wincest. Poly/ENM. Warnings per chapter! Fluff. Crack. Smut. NSFW/18+. Show level violence and more. On Hiatus.

🏳️‍🌈OFC Inserts (Set AFTER BIHH) Dean X OFC X Sam. Dean x Cas. Sam x OFC. Dean x OFC. No wincest. Poly/ENM. Fluff. Smut. Crack. Warnings per fanfic!

Worldbuilding series. Background information on stories that either are or could be published on ao3 and tumblr.

🏳️‍🌈Romancing the Hunter (ao3) Poly triad/ENM. Destiel x AFAB enby psychic witch hunter Reader. Set after S15E19.

Domestic Destiel series (ao3 link)

Domestic Destiel #1 Fluff. Crack. Smut! NSFW. 18+.

Coffee No pairing.Dean, Reader. Crack.

Kiss Destiel. Fluff. Implied smut.

📝 Vampires in New York Dean x Reader. Fluff. Show level violence. Rated T.

📝 Checkers Jody Mills, Claire Novak x Kaia Nieves. Fluff. Crack.

📝 Magic dust Dean x Reader. Fluff. Smut. NSFW/18+.

📝 Of mice and men No pairing. Dean, Sam, Castiel. Angst. A bit of Crack. Fluff. Rated Gen.

📝 Glomping Destiel. Crack. Implied smut. Rated M.

🏳️‍🌈Imagine waking up in the middle of the night (Dean x GN!Reader) Fluff. Rated Gen.

📝 Ruin (Dean x F!Reader) Fluff.

Pie (No pairing. Gif Story) Crack.

Smile (Sam x Reader) Fluff. Rated T.

📝 Sam x fem!reader with high pain tolerance Rated T. (Ask/Request) Fluff/Slight Angst. TW: Unknown Injury due to high pain tolerance.

🏳️‍🌈The Throuple. (destiel x reader) Implied smut. Established relationship. D/S undertones. Rated M.

Alternate Scene Ending for 11x03 The Bad Seed Destiel. First kiss. Canon divergence. rated M.

📝 AU. Sam x Female Reader. Angst and Fluff and Smut. Happy Ending. NSFW/18+. Rated E.

Rated E. Destiel. Alpha Castiel/Omega Dean. Mating. Smut. 18+.

Happy Valentines’ Day (2024). Destiel. Celebrating 3rd wedding anniversary. Led Zepplin. Ao3 link Rated Gen.

Prompt: You accidentally cross a witch, and she curses you, saying “You can only speak lies”. Unfortunately, this makes it so you can only say the word “lies”, and the witch admits she’s an apprentice that screwed up the spell. Now you’ve teamed up with her to figure out how to undo it. By @writing-prompt-s Rated G. Destiel.

Fledgling Castiel tries to fly with Archangel Gabriel. Balthazar sasses the whole time. Rated Gen.

Continued story of Fledgling Castiel series. Enjoy!

🏳️‍🌈Rated M for partial nudity, implied smut, and dialogue. Destiel/Reader. They /them pronouns for Gender Neutral Reader. Polyamory. A/B/O. Alpha Castiel/Alpha Dean Winchester/Omega Reader.

🏳️‍🌈 Beau Arlen x GN!Reader. They/them Pronouns for Reader. Rated Gen. Prompt 👆. Angst.

🏳️‍🌈 Dean Winchester x GN!Reader. They/them pronouns for Reader. Rated Gen. Prompt: 👆. Angst.

Destiel (Cas x Dean) arguing who’s the best boyfriend while Sam is fighting vampires. Rated Gen. Prompt. Crack. Angst. AO3 LINK.

🏳️‍🌈 Castiel’s wings (Castiel x Reader). Castiel gets hurt saving you. Prompt. Hurt/Comfort. A touch of angst. Second POV (You).

📝 Request by Anon. Dean x Female Reader. Bar AU.

Don’t Provoke Dean. Rated E. Alpha Dean x Omega Female Reader. True Mate AU.

@deancaskiss ‘s August 2022 mini drabble event

Day 1: Summer (Fluff, Crack)

Day 2: Beach (Crack, Angst)

Day 3: Strangers (Fluff)

Day 4: Memories (Angst, BIHH OFC insert)

Day 5: Kiss (Fluff; Cas x Dean)

Day 7: Thunderstorm (Fluff; Sam x Reader)

Day 9: Magic (Castiel and OFC!Alex; Crack, BIHH OFC Insert)

Day 10: Fire (MOC!Dean, Sam, Castiel, and Witch!Reader; Angst, Crack)

September Gif Story

Any Fandom Mixed Bingo Card

JAcklesverse Bingo Card

Kinktober 2023 (On Hiatus)

Dean is an ex-smoker (2)

Dean is an ex-smoker (1)

Chuck/God’s Blorbos

Only one Castiel CAN fall for Dean (response)

Cas learns human psychology

Dean babysits a five y/o

What if the author lived in Supernatural // Part 2

Dean has multiple pet names for Cas while Cas has two (Not mine)

Dean is neurodivergent (Not mine)

Personal view on Sam and Dean (response)

graphics: @firefly-graphics and Warner Bros Discovery/The CW

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Briana Buckmaster (Sheriff Donna Hanscum in Supernatural) shared photos with Rhys Darby at Basingstoke!

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What Happens in Vegas…

Summary: Dean and Donna are in a relationship and, when they go to Las Vegas on vacation, she makes a decision that can change everything…

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Donna Hanscum

Warnings: +18 story! Do not read if you’re underage! Smut, descriptions of sex, oral sex (f and m receiving), p in v, dirty talk, little tiny bit of angst and body insecurities. Post series finale. 

Word count: 7,100~ (I’m sorry I have no self-control)

A/N: What inspired me to write this story was Briana Buckmaster’s Instagram post about JIBCon 2023. I used her photos for the header. I hope you enjoy it! 

A/N 2: This story can be read both as a one-shot or as a sequel to On My Way To You. Your choice ;)

A/N 3: I don’t own the song lyrics or the gif I used in this story. If you’re the owner of the gif, let me know and I’ll happily include the source. 

MY MASTERLIST

Since Chuck was defeated, monsters got more rare and hunting became more of a side job for the Winchesters than their main activities. For Dean, that also meant he got to spend more time with Donna.

They’ve been together for almost three years but, for most of that time, they would be away from each other for long periods. With the defeat of their biggest enemy, Donna kept her work as a Sheriff, while Dean became a mechanic, taking jobs mostly in restoring classic cars, and going on hunts from time to time.  

With his job being the more flexible one, Dean would usually go to Donna’s place so she didn’t have to ask for days-off and vacations all the time.

One afternoon, Donna got an early shift; the last one before her long-awaited vacation. She managed to take 15 days off, and she planned to spend each and every second of them with Dean, who had arrived in Stillwater that same morning. 

They didn’t have any specific plans for her vacation but, on the way home, Donna had an idea.

“Dean, I’m home!”, she yelled from the front door as she entered the house.

“Hey, sweetheart”, he greeted, coming from the kitchen to meet her.

“Hey you”, Donna smiled, showing her dimples. She wrapped her arms around Dean’s neck while his circled her waist, squeezing her body against his and giving her a long kiss.

Donna moaned into his mouth. She would never get tired of kissing him. He was so thorough, so passionate and attentive. He would put his feelings in the smallest kiss, and she could always tell how much he cared about her with the simplest touches. 

The woman pushed her fingers through Dean’s hair. It was longer now, for the first time since she met him and, according to Sam, for the first time ever. After a lot of convincing from her part, he agreed to let it grow a little. Everytime a strand would fall on his face, Donna’s heart leaped in her chest. It was the sexiest thing ever. She didn’t know how he managed to look better with age, but she found Dean sexier now than when she met him all those years ago. 

Dean was also sporting a beard, but stopping him from shaving so often didn’t take too much convincing from her part. All it took was one wild night where he ate her out like it was his last meal, and his scruff left burns on her inner thighs. The morning after, when he saw the marks, he felt convinced enough.

“Dang it, thank goodness I’m on office duty today, ‘cause walking and running around with my pants scratching my thighs would be a pain in the ass…”, Donna mumbled in front of the mirror, checking the red marks while getting dressed for work. She shimmied into her pants and Dean came to stand behind her.

“You know you look damn sexy with these burn marks, right?”, he asked, kissing her neck, exposed by the tight bun her hair was tied into. That day, she ended up getting late for work. 

Now, back in her living room, they broke the kiss, and Dean looked at her with bedroom eyes. “How was your day, beautiful?”

She blushed, like everytime he gave her a compliment. “It went fine, but I was counting the seconds to come home to see you, ‘cause I have an idea”. Donna said, smiling and placing a feathery kiss on his lips. She went past him, in the direction of the stairs leading to the bedroom.

Dean turned around to watch her climbing the stairs, openly ogling her ass. He loved that he didn’t have to steal glances anymore.

“Oh, yeah? And what idea is that?”, he asked, tailing Donna, taking two steps at a time to get to the bedroom’s door with her.

She looked at him over her shoulder, proceeding to take off her Sheriff uniform. “How do you feel about going to Vegas?”.

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Dean loved the idea. It was going to be their first road trip together, the first time he was taking Donna on a long journey in the Impala. She didn’t even try to persuade him to fly to Las Vegas, because at that point, she knew all about his fear of planes. Plus, she loved the idea of being on the road with Dean and his beloved car. 

The whole trip took two days. They stopped in a nice little hotel to get some rest, and three or four times in secluded spaces on mostly empty roads to make out whenever the sexual tension inside the car was too much for any of them to handle.

The rest of the time, they spent singing along to old rock songs on the radio, eating snacks, or chatting. Donna would usually sit right beside Dean, her head on his shoulder while he gently caressed her curly hair. She would fall asleep sometimes, feeling comfortable and safe by his side, but she did her best to stay awake, keeping him company. 

Every once in a while, Donna would get lost in watching Dean drive. The way he owned that driver’s seat, how his long, broad body filled up the space, it was fascinating to her. 

One of those times, Dean caught her looking.

“Why you staring at me, sweetheart?”, he asked, stealing a glance at her, eyes coming back to the road a second later.

“It’s just that- dang it, Winchester, am I the luckiest lady or the planet or what? Still can’t believe you chose me, ya know”, she shook her head, feeling a little emotional all of a sudden.

Dean looked at her again and reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers together and bringing it to his lips to kiss her knuckles. “You chose me too, D. You could’ve kicked my butt when I flirted with ya, or I could’ve been just a one time thing for ya, but you gave me a chance when I was deep down in the hunter life. I had nothing to offer and you still believed in me”. 

Donna was again leaning her head on his shoulder, but she turned her face into his direction. “Watcha talking about? You stood by my side every time, during hunts, with my dickbags exes, you showed me I deserved someone good. You’re not just a pretty little face, Dean-o, you’re my guy”, she said, reaching up to give him a quick kiss.

He smiled against her lips, whispering “I love you, D-Train”.

She placed her head comfortably on his shoulder again. “I love you too, Dean-o. ‘Sides, Jody always told me you had it bad for me. I just needed to check if she was right”.

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They arrived in Vegas before it was dark, and went straight to their room to shower and leave their luggage. The plan was to be quick so they could have dinner at the hotel’s restaurant and enjoy the casino. 

They ended up getting late because Dean decided to join Donna in the shower.

After dinner, Donna watched Dean playing poker for a while, then they went to play pool together. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, watching her moving in the tight black turtleneck and blue jeans that accentuated every curve of her gorgeous body. 

There were two guys playing in the other pool table right next to theirs and, apparently, one of them couldn’t take his eyes off of Donna too, Dean noticed. He would openly ogle her ass every time she bent over the table to play.

Donna didn’t seem to notice it. She took playing pool seriously. She wanted to win and Dean was a great player, so she focused on the game and her boyfriend. Also because he looked freaking amazing, and she couldn’t stop looking at him anyways. 

But Dean wasn’t about to let a random dude ogle Donna, not only because she was with him, but also because the guy was being a freak. So when it was his turn to play, he moved to her side of the table, walking behind her and sneaking one arm around her waist, hugging her. Donna leaned against him, and he gave her a kiss on the cheek. Her smile showed her cute dimples, and she returned Dean’s caress, kissing the corner of his mouth. He squeezed her tighter and said “I love you”, loud enough for the guy to hear. 

Dean played and sneaked a glance to the other table. The weird dude and his friend had left. 

Later in the night, Dean went back to playing cards, but Donna wasn’t feeling like it, so she stayed with him for a while and looked around the casino, observing other guests and thinking about what she wanted to do next. In one corner of the room, there was a karaoke machine.

Dean was focused on the game, but he noticed when Donna left his side. He followed her with his eyes. Her back was turned to him while she talked to a woman, an employee of the casino and, when she turned around, she had a microphone in her hands and a playful smile on her face. 

Suddenly, he forgot all about the cards. Donna had a great voice, but she would never sing in public. Only when it was just the two of them. He’d told her she was really good, but she said he was just being nice. So the perspective of watching her sing in front of strangers made Dean feel excited, proud, and aroused, all at once. 

When the song started, he knew which one it was before Donna could even open her mouth.

I love myself

I want you to love me

When I feel down

I want you above me

I search myself

I want you to find me

I forget myself

I want you to remind me

I don't want anybody else

When I think about you

I touch myself

As she sang, she ran her free hand on the sides of her body, moving with the rhythm of the music, shaking her head and her hips in an exaggerated but very sexy way, in Dean’s opinion. Cards completely forgotten on the table, he turned his chair around to have a better view of his girlfriend.

Donna put all of her powerful voice and confidence into the performance, eyes glued to Dean while she sang. She was doing that for herself, as an ego boost, just to prove that she could (with the help of a few drinks - baby steps), but it was also for him. Dean taught her that it was okay to speak her mind, to talk about sex and fantasies and how she wanted to be touched; how she wanted to feel. With that song, she couldn’t be more clear.

When the music stopped, the audience applauded and whistled. A few women went to the stage to compliment Donna, and even from a distance, Dean could see she blushed when a woman said “you should be a professional singer!”. When the ladies left, she walked back to him and he went to meet her halfway.

“So”, she started, staring at her feet and smoothing invisible wrinkles on her clothes, “what d’ya think about my performance?”, Donna asked, a dimpled smile adorning her features.

Dean was smirking, green eyes sparkling with delight. “Sweetheart, do you even need to ask? That was fucking awesome and incredibly sexy”, he answered, pulling her into a hug followed by a hot kiss.

She smiled against his lips. “Thank you. It’s true, though”, Donna stated when they broke the kiss.

“What is?”, Dean questioned, intoxicated with her taste.

“What the song says”. She watched his still confused expression. He really was inebriated. “I mean, when I think about you I do touch myself”, she whispered in his ear, standing on her tiptoes.

Dean felt her revelation going straight to his cock. If he hadn’t been already head over heels for her before, now he surely was. 

“Jesus fuck, Sheriff Hanscum, you cannot say those things and expect me to not drag you to our room and have my way with you”, he said, circling her waist with one arm and guiding her in the direction of the elevators.

“Oh, well, I’d say mission accomplished then!”, she giggled, excited for what was to come.

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After the night of fun and games, singing and drinking, they were both a little tipsy and eager to be alone. Their room was on the fifth floor and Dean couldn’t take his hands off of her, not even during the short elevator trip.

When they reached their destination, Donna opened the door and pulled her boyfriend inside. She locked the door and turned around to look at Dean, who was standing at the foot of the bed, hands in his pants pockets, staring at her with the most sexy smile, strands of hair falling on his forehead.

She bit her lip, smiling back.

“I had so much fun, babe”, she said, approaching him seductively. “And you look so very handsome all in black”, she raised her head to give him a kiss, and Dean wrapped his arms around her, taking the moment to run his hands all over her curves again. 

“And you look hot as always, D”, he told her, squeezing her against his chest and lifting her chin to deepen the kiss, thoroughly licking inside her mouth, leaving Donna breathless. She threw her arms over his shoulders, sinking her fingers into the longer hair on the nape of his neck. 

Dean broke the kiss and nibbled and sucked lightly on her jaw, making her throw her head back to expose her neck to him. 

Between kisses and kitten licks, Dean would groan and nuzzle her, as Donna pressed her body further into his. 

When Dean’s hands went under her blouse, she stopped him. 

“Wait, Dean. I wanna take a picture. We both look fancy!”, she asked, excited, releasing him and searching for her phone in the tiny bag she placed on the bed when they arrived. Dean gave her a frustrated look, but she winked at him. “I gotcha, cowboy. We are not done. I just need to register this moment”, the blonde reassured.

She positioned the phone on the small vanity opposite to the bed. Dean came closer, resting his elbow on the back of the chair in front of the piece of furniture. When they were both ready, she clicked the button multiple times. 

Donna checked the photos. “Oh, my, we look too serious! Let’s try smiling, okay?”.

Four or five pictures later, Dean was done with it. “God, woman, my face hurts from smiling!”. His grumpy complaint made Donna laugh out loud, and seeing her laugh made Dean laugh too, which resulted in a cute photo of them with beautiful smiles.

“Okay, I think we have enough pics! Lemme choose one to send to Jody and the gals”, said Donna, stretching her arm to grab the phone. But Dean was faster, and he swooped her into his arms before she could reach it. 

She was laughing in surprise, and Dean threw her on the bed, laying on top of her, watching her amusement with nothing but pure admiration in his eyes.

“Damn, my girl is a bombshell”, he stated, taking in every detail of her, luscious, wavy blonde hair splayed on the pillows, rosy cheeks and dimples adorning her pretty face.

She averted his gaze, blushing with his compliment even after all those years. “Am not”, Donna dodged his comment.

“Yes, you are, baby. Beautiful, hot, sexy, all blonde and perfect and mine”, he insisted. She placed her hand on his cheek, thumb lightly caressing his full lips.

Dean leaned down and kissed her deeply, pushing his tongue into her mouth. She moaned underneath him and pulled back to take her top off, exposing her black lacy bra to his gaze. She worked on unbuttoning his shirt then, while he kissed the air out of her.

When Donna was done with Dean’s shirt, her hands traveled down to his pants, unfastening them. She could see the bulge of his erection stretching the cloth. Her mouth watered in anticipation. Her boyfriend was beautiful all over, and the excitement she felt the first time she saw him naked never really faded. It was still there, every time he got out of the shower or undressed in front of her. 

But Dean grabbed her wrists and pinned her hands above her head. By then, she was only in her lingerie. He had worked fast on removing her pants, eager to feel her skin.

Dean’s mouth went to her neck and collarbone, slowly working his way down. When he reached her breasts, he gently bit the meaty part right above the cups of her bra.

“Mmmm, D, your tits are amazing”, he said, voice muffled while still working his magic with his tongue and lips. “I could spend hours using my mouth on them and make you cum with just that”, Dean looked up at her, green eyes glistening, locks of hair falling over his forehead. He looked devilishly handsome.

Donna moved under him, opening her legs wider to fit Dean’s body in between and, hopefully, get some friction where she needed it the most. “I know you could, cowboy, but not today. You’re killing me here”, she pleaded, already breathing hard.

“Tell me what you want, baby girl”, he teased, releasing her wrists so he could use both hands to take off her bra.

“Want you in me, Dean”, she moaned, and the sight of her bare chest and her needy request made his cock twitch in his pants. 

He desperately wanted to fuck her hard and deep, make her scream and sweat under him, but he also wanted to tease her a little, enjoy her creamy skin and generous curves, get lost on her body, smell her, taste her as much as he could. Dean felt like he could spend his entire life with Donna and never get enough of her. 

“I wanna taste you, sweetheart. Can I?”, he kept going, mouth glued to her skin, releasing her left nipple and leaving it sensitive. He was kissing her navel, with his hands on her hips, arms hooked under her knees to keep her open for him.

“Oh, for goodness sake, Dean, just do it already”, she cried desperately, writhing under him.

He chuckled and kissed her lower belly, right above the panty line. “Do you know how much I love your skin, Donna? How soft you are? How the curve of your hips drives me crazy?”, his fingers were digging onto her sides, his huge, calloused hands holding her, then descending to the curve of her butt. “You’re so fucking hot, it’s unbelievable”.

“Stop teasing, dirty boy”, she asked, taking action this time. She freed her legs and got a hold of him with them, using her knees and heels to pull Dean up and reach his mouth, giving him a passionate, open mouthed kiss. She sucked on his plump lower lip, positioning her arms around his muscular shoulders. Dean still managed to sneak his hand between her legs, pressing over her mound with his palm, long, thick fingers easily finding her center.

“So wet for me, D. So beautiful”, he complimented against her lips. Donna sighed in relief and satisfaction, finally having him where she wanted. Well, she actually wanted Dean to fuck her, to fill her up in that way that only him could, but she wouldn’t deny being pleasured by his fingers, not at all. Especially because he knew exactly how to make her crazy with those massive hands of his.

“Oh, Lord, I need to feel you, Dean. Please, honey”, Donna gave him her best Minnesota drawl, knowing that her boyfriend couldn’t deny her anything when she spoke like that. 

She was right. Dean groaned and stood on his knees on the bed, ripping her panties off. Literally. The lacy fabric was turned into scrapes, making her gasp in surprise and excitement. They’ve been crazy in the bedroom before, but not rip-your-clothes-off crazy. She felt herself getting wetter, knowing that anything he wanted to do would be wonderful.

Dean wasn’t as willing to keep teasing Donna as he was before. She was driving him mad with her little noises and her begging, he was almost sending all the tease to hell and skipping right to the main attraction. She used to be so quiet and shy in bed, that having her leading him on was incredibly arousing. 

When she was completely, beautifully naked in front of him, her perfect wet cunt exposed to his sight, making his mouth water, he thought it was time for him to feel more of that amazing skin of her against his. Also, his pants were way too tight with how hard his cock was.

So he threw what was left of her panties aside and started to unbutton his pants. Donna sat on the bed and helped him with it, throwing the piece of clothing into a corner of the room when she was done. 

She kissed his naked chest and down, putting her mouth right where the line of hair started under his belly button. Dean knew what her intentions were, but he couldn’t take it now. Maybe later, definitely later, but first he needed to taste her. 

“No, no, not now. C’mere”, he pulled her up, holding her chin with one hand and taking her hand in his other one. He guided it to the front of his boxers, making her feel how painfully hard he was.

“Look how hard you make me. Lemme taste you now, lemme do it so you’ll be ready for me”, he said against her mouth, his face inches from hers, his hot breath forming goosebumps on her skin. 

“Yes, babe. Do it”, she whispered in response, squeezing and caressing his cock through the thin cloth. 

Dean gave her one more wet kiss, placing his hand on the back of her head and gently pushing her to lay back on the bed. He remained on top of her and between her legs, letting go of her lips and keeping eye contact while snaking down her body.

He started by kissing her pussy, right below the patch of hair she kept neatly trimmed. Then, Dean used his thumb and index finger to spread her lips and expose her clit, immediately putting his mouth on it. With the first contact of the tip of his tongue, Donna was moaning loudly.

“Ohhh, good Lord in Heaven”, she threw her head back, fists holding the sheets tightly.

Dean moaned, knowing very well how the vibration of his voice would increase the pleasure. He started sucking and licking on the little nub, adding a finger into her entrance right after, heart racing in anticipation when he felt how slick and wet she was. 

He licked her thoroughly, pressing his nose and chin into her, fucking her with his tongue and pushing her closer to the edge with every movement.

It didn’t take long for Donna to come, calling his name and holding onto fistfuls of his hair.

Dean stood on his knees again, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand while she recovered.  

He removed his boxers, giving her a full view of his perfect body and of how hard he was.

“Jesus H, Winchester. You have no business looking that good”, Donna stated between labored breaths, watching him. Dean chuckled and laid down by her side, supporting his head with one arm and circling her waist with the other to pull her body closer and kiss her.

Donna could taste herself and the whiskey they drank during dinner in Dean’s mouth. She sucked on his tongue, moaning. That man’s mouth was made for kissing, she had no doubt.

He ran his hands all over her curves, enjoying her softness and warmth. He couldn’t help but return to her breasts, giving both a good squeeze and pinching her nipples.

She gasped against his mouth, breaking the kiss. “I want you now, Dean”, Donna said, looking right into his eyes, the brown of her irises glistening.

“You have me, baby”, he answered, positioning his body on top of her and entering her slowly, just the tip first, knowing he was not small and even with how wet she was, he needed to be careful to not hurt her.

Dean asked if she was ok, to which Donna nodded, biting on her lower lip while watching the wide head of his cock stretching her pussy. 

He pushed further, halfway through his length, and she shivered, throwing her head back. 

“Ooooh, fuuuck”, Donna cursed under her breath, sinking her nails into his bicep, the feel of him inside of her too good to handle.

“It’s okay, beautiful, I’ll go slow so you can take all of me”, he grinned proudly, making her giggle.

“Gimme more, big boy”, she pleaded, shimmying her hips to pull him deeper.

He finally buried himself to the root. He could feel all of her, her walls constricting around him, increasing his pleasure almost to the unbearable.

“Wow, D, you feel so fucking good”, he said, kissing her again and pulling his cock almost all the way out, just to push it all in again, making her moan and whimper.

“You too, cowboy. You’re stretching me so good, it’s so hot”, she reached down his back, squeezing one buttcheek to take him deeper. At the same time, Dean angled his hips upwards, pressing right into her clit, and she cried in pleasure. 

Crossing her ankles behind his knees, she made herself even tighter, while Dean fucked her deep, long strokes hitting the perfect spot. 

Donna lifted her torso from the bed, arms around her boyfriend’s neck, and kissed him, pulling his plump lower lip between her teeth. She threw her head back and moaned loudly, and Dean softly nibbled her throat and snapped his hips harder against hers, fucking her into the matress. He could tell she was close and she could feel him too, deliciously pulsing inside her.

To make sure she would come first, Dean sneaked his hand between their bodies and pressed his palm over her mound, pushing her clit against his dick and keeping the upwards movements with his hips, knowing it would be enough to drive her off the edge.

“Open your eyes, Donna. Look at me when you come on my cock”, he commanded between his teeth, jaw clenched in an effort to keep going while she hit her peak.

Donna did her best to obey, even through the fog of incredible pleasure she was in. Her pussy tightened and Dean groaned louder. He buried himself impossibly deep and the angle of his hips was exactly what she needed to cum, shaking and trembling under him, digging her nails into his muscular back, her eyes open and boring into his, pupils dilated and face contorted as her body experienced the strong orgasm.

The tightness of her was enough to trigger Dean’s release, and he guided her through her orgasm while he throbbed inside her. He mouthed a throaty “fuck” when it was his turn to cum, flooding her with his warm seed.

Donna could feel Dean’s cum leaking down her pussy, her ass and the back of her thighs. He was fucking her so deep, keeping his cock buried like he wanted to plant his seed into her. She rotated her hips, adding to both their pleasures and milking him dry. Dean panted and grunted, face buried in her neck, and she knew he had an amazing ride too.

Once they were both done, Dean didn’t move, with half of his body still laying on top of Donna, his softening cock still inside of her. He gave a deep, exaggerated sigh and she chuckled, kissing his shoulder. 

“You ok, Dean-o?”, she teased, the hands that were around his neck now descending to caress his back slowly. 

“Oh, yes. I couldn’t be better. I might need a few hours to be back on my feet, though”, he muttered, face still buried on the junction of her neck and shoulder.

Donna chuckled, and decided to keep pushing his buttons. “Oh, ok. I was kinda expecting you to be ready for another round soon. I mean, I could be on top this time-”

Dean didn’t even let her finish talking and he was already holding her waist and quickly flipping them over, so she would be straddling his hips.

Donna left out a squeal and started laughing her ass off. “My lordy, Winchester, I really learned how to win you over, huh?”, she said, leaning down to give him a kiss.

“You know I’d do anything to have you on top of me”, he said after they pulled apart. 

He pushed her long hair out of the way and placed one hand on the side of her neck, guiding her into the kiss while his other hand was running up and down her thigh, the softness of her skin against his calloused palm a perfect contrast.

“Anything?”, she asked, whispering inches away from lips and grinding her center down his cock that, she could feel, was getting hard again.

“Yes, baby. Anything. Anything to watch you riding me, those beautiful tits bouncing just for me”, Dean reached behind her, holding his cock and guiding it back inside her. Donna took him with a sigh of satisfaction. “I wanna appreciate all of you, D. Every perfect inch”, he stated, thrusting up into her as she grounded down, both of them finding that perfect rhythm, that push and pull that would once more prove how they were meant to be together.

“You’re so amazing, Dean”, Donna said, sitting back on him and guiding his hands to her breasts. “You make me feel beautiful”.

“You are beautiful, sweetheart”.

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Her head was on his chest, and Donna drew lazy patterns on the muscles covering his ribs. She always loved the smell of him, but especially right now, when it was a mix of the cologne she bought him as a birthday gift, sweat, and sex. The perfect combination. 

“I love you, Dean”, she bluntly said, lifting her head to look at his face. He’d been toying with her hair, curling the waves between his fingers. He stopped and looked down at her; she was smiling.

He smiled back, thinking that the life he had now was so much more than he ever thought he deserved, that he never thought was even possible. “I love you too, D-Train”. 

She kissed his chest and started to move with the intention of getting up. 

“Where ‘you going?”, asked Dean, not happy with the loss of her body on top of his.

“I’ll be right back, cowboy, just gonna get the PJs I have in my suitcase and-”

Dean interrupted her explanation by moving fast, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling her back to him by her waist.

She squeaked and giggled, having been caught completely off-guard this time. “Dean Winchester, whatta hell ‘you doing?”

With her on his lap, he kissed her shoulder and neck, nuzzling and inhaling her scent before answering. “I’m stopping you from getting dressed”.

“Why?”, she questioned, raising an eyebrow and twisting on his lap so she could face him.

“‘Cause there’s no point. I’m gonna undress you again, probably sooner than later. So, if you wanna sleep now, you better sleep naked and save me the trouble later”, he winked at her, and she pushed her fingers through his hair.

“Fiiine”, she rolled her eyes in fake annoyance and leaned forward to give him a kiss before they would lay side by side, falling in a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

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Donna woke up in the middle of the night with her bladder so full she thought it might explode. Doing her best to not disturb Dean’s sleep, she got out of bed as stealthy as possible, walking to the bathroom but stopping halfway to steal a glance at her boyfriend. 

He was sleeping on his stomach, arms tucked under the pillow. She admired the round muscles on his shoulders and biceps, and how the dim light touched the dip in the middle of his back, accentuating the plain muscles she loved so much. He looked peaceful and so, so beautiful, she could barely believe he was real.

She smiled and resumed her path.

As she was washing her hands after peeing, she got lost in her thoughts, and the resolution to make a big decision settled in her loving heart. But first, she needed to talk to someone.

"Hey, Jack", she called in a whisper, looking up, uncertain of how exactly this thing would work. It's not like she had a personal, direct connection with God before.

Somehow, she knew he was listening, so she cleared her throat and kept going, still in a whisper, deciding it was better to say it out loud than just think.

"Okay, Jackie-boy, I hope things are okay up there and that you're not too busy right now. If you are, you can listen to this message later… or, whatever. Not sure if you have a voicemail or something". She shook her head, feeling foolish but needing to get on with what she wanted to do.

"I just wanted to say that I'm doing something life-changing in a few hours, and I want to ask you to help me with that. I mean, if what I'm gonna do is too crazy, can you please stop me before I do it?", she chuckled and tears filled her eyes.

"I don't think I need to go into much detail, 'cause you probably know what I'm talking about, since you're God and all, so… yeah, if you can just do your stuff and guide me through this, that would be great". Donna took a deep breath and some tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Oh, and I also wanna thank ya, by the way. Whatever happens- doesn't matter how life goes for me… if- if for some reason Dean and I don't… if we don't get to stay together", she stopped herself, the mere thought of being without Dean breaking her heart into a million pieces. "I just need you to know that I'm grateful for every single second I've spent with him so far. He changed my life for the best and I-", her voice broke in a cry of happiness and fear, all at once, "I love him very much. He's the best man I've ever met". She took another deep breath, closing her eyes and wiping away the tears. 

Donna opened the bathroom door and went back to the bedroom. Dean hadn't moved, and she really didn't want to wake him up, but she couldn’t help but curl up into his side when she laid down. Without opening his eyes, Dean turned on his side, making space for her and throwing his arm around her waist. She closed her eyes and went back to sleep, at peace with her decision and hoping for the best.

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The next morning, Dean woke up to the sight of a naked Donna between his legs, lightly scratching his thighs with her fingernails. When he opened his eyes, she gave him a wet kiss on a spot dangerously close to his groin, instantly waking up his dick.

“‘Morning, handsome”, she sang, giving him another kiss, this time on his pelvis, right above the patch of hair framing his cock. 

“‘Morning to you too, Sheriff. What are you doing down there? Trying to murder me?”, he asked, voice thick with sleep.

“Nah, just wanna put my mouth on ya. Ya know, repay what you did for me last night”, she replied, kissing the root of his hard cock. Even though Dean recognized he had great stamina, the way his body reacted so fast to Donna was amazing even to himself. He felt like he was 20 and horny all the time.

“You don’t have to pay me back-”

She interrupted him by holding his cock and surrounding it with her mouth. Donna moaned and sucked eagerly, placing her elbows on the bed to support her weight and lifting her hips to give him a view of her round, full ass.

“God, woman”, he hissed, enjoying the feel of her hot mouth on him. He lifted his head to take a good look at her, the main character of each and every one of his dirty dreams. 

Donna was being thorough, sucking and licking him like a lollipop, taking him as far as she could, dragging her lips around his dick and using her nails on his belly and thighs, making his breath hitch with every move.

Dean couldn’t help himself, so he reached for the messy bun on the top of her head and undid it, holding her long hair in a ponytail and fucking her mouth while guiding her up and down his length. The noises she was making and the feel of her tongue on the vein on the underside of his dick were driving him crazy. He wouldn’t last much longer.

“Fuck, Donna. Fuck, I’m gonna cum”, he warned after a particularly satisfying thrust, feeling that familiar pressure building up.

She sucked him further down her throat and swallowed, and he lost it, thick ropes of cum filling her mouth. Donna drank as much as she could, enjoying Dean’s taste and scent. In the back of her mind, she couldn’t help but think of how much he helped free her from her inhibitions, showing her how good it was to have someone she could trust and feel comfortable to be herself around. 

Jody was the friend to first point out how Donna’s previous relationships hadn’t worked because the guys were assholes, and not because there was something wrong with her. But Dean was the first man to show her there were good guys out there, and how amazing it was to be treated with respect and love, to make her feel desired and sexy. 

She released his softening cock with a pop and started to get up to go clean her mouth, but Dean pulled her from the foot of the bed, grabbing her butt with both hands while he kissed her, shoving his tongue inside her mouth, finding the mess they made incredibly hot.

He licked and bit her lips gently, squeezing her buttcheeks and giving a light slap, making her gasp and hum. 

“God, baby, that was so dirty and sexy”, Dean said, hugging her waist with the intention of keeping her on top of him, but she shook her head, laying on her side of the bed and patting her chest, signaling that he should be the one covering her.

He accepted, placing one leg between hers and making himself comfortable on her breasts. Half of his body was on top of hers and they just stayed like that, in silence for a few minutes. Dean was listening to her heartbeats, while Donna was caressing his hair lazily, watching his post-sex doziness. His eyes were closed but he was awake, she could tell by his breathing. That seemed to be the right moment to put into action the plan she “discussed” with Jack during the night. She took a deep breath, gathering the necessary courage. 

“Dean?”.

“Hmm?”

“‘You awake?”

He chuckled, his deep voice resonating in her chest. “Yes, sweetheart. Ready for another one?”.

She giggled and shook her head. “No, that’s not it. I mean, duh, of course I won’t deny another round, but that’s not what I was going to ask”.

Dean lifted his head a few inches and tilted his neck to look at her. “What, then?”

She looked down to meet his eyes, the clear green making her heart skip a few beats. Donna opened her mouth to speak and blushed deeply, unsure of where to start.

Dean looked worried. “What is it, D? Something wrong?”

“N-no! Everything is perfectly fine! Peachy”, she assured, voice higher than normal. 

“Okay, so tell me”. Dean waited, watching her face.

“Well, the thing is… I love you. You love me. I mean, you do, right?”, Donna asked, suddenly unsure, regardless of Dean having repeated many times how much he loved her. 

“I do, Donna. I love you so freaking much”, he smiled, stretching his neck further to give her a kiss.

“‘Kay, so we love each other, we’ve been together for a while now, we’re here in Vegas… Oh, shoot, Dean, what I wanna ask is if you wanna marry me!”

He stared at her in silence, his mouth opened in shock.

Five seconds later Donna was on the verge of tears, sure that he would say no and/or laugh on her face.

But Dean smiled, and the smile reached his eyes, showing the wrinkles that she found so adorable.

“Are you seriously asking me to marry you in Vegas? With Elvis as a minister and everything?”, he questioned, the playful smile still there.

“Yes. Yes, I am. Please, just answer my question or I think I’m gonna have a heart attack”, she pleaded, frowning a little and bracing herself for the blow.

“And you really thought I would say no to that? Me, Dean Winchester, say no to getting married in freaking Las Vegas?”

It was Donna’s turn to just stare at him, not quite following if that was a yes or a no. Her mind was blank, her insecurities taking over.

“Ask me again, Sheriff”, he said.

“What?”, she shook her head, sure she didn’t understand his request.

“I said, ask me again”, Dean repeated, reaching for her face and lovingly caressing her cheek.

“Okay”, she took a deep breath. “Dean Winchester, do you wanna marry me?”

“I do, baby. I would love nothing more than to marry you”.

—-----------------------------------------------------

Later that day, after they left the chapel as husband and wife and went to celebrate over burgers and beers, Donna sent a few pictures to Jody. Some she kept only for herself and Dean, so they could look at them every once in a while and relive the memory of what happened in Vegas.

THE END

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[ladylilithprime]

One Size Fits, Some Exclusions Apply

Series: Fluffy Faerie Tales

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: background Sastimmy/Jamstiel (Jimmy Novak/Sam Winchester/Castiel)

Rating: General

Tags/Warnings: Half-Fae Sam Winchester, Jimmy and Castiel Are Twins, Selkie Jack Kline, Sam Winchester Is Jack Kline's Adopted Father, Brief Allusions to Canon-Typical Violence, Selkie Donna Hanscum, Foster Mom Donna

Summary: Thanks to the efforts of Nox and Sam, Matthew Pike has been rescued and relocated to Avalon and a new foster mom who has some concerns. Cas does his best to be reassuring.

For: @fluffyfebruary challenge!

Prompt: Day 21: Reward

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IT WASN'T A particularly big deal in the grand scheme of things. Graduating second grade was a milestone, but a fairly basic one. Having perfect attendance wasn't so much a moral success as luck of the draw when it came to catching or not catching the usual schoolyard cold and flu germs that got passed around. Grades were low stakes even at the highest mark, not that anyone would dare say that to a child's face or in range of their proud parent unless that person was a complete idiot.

And frankly, as excuses to have a party and offer complimentary cupcakes at Lighthouse CommodiTeas, Jack's end of second grade graduation was as good an excuse as any and a better reason to celebrate than more emotionally fraught reasons.

Jack sat at his usual table at the front, devoid of the now-obsolete homework and, instead, hosting a medium-sized travel terrarium with a mildly nervous tarantula huddled inside beneath a carefully constructed hide of tree bark and moss. The tarantula was being regularly checked on by its owner, Matt, who sat across from Jack and nibbled on his cupcake. Next to them sat Kaia, Jack's friend from karate, also eating a cupcake and asking questions about the care and needs of the tarantula as she wrote down a list for designing a new, bigger terrarium that would live in Matt's new room.

"I don't know if I should be concerned or not, honestly," Sheriff Donna Hanscum admitted from where she sat at the corner table across the room nearest the kitchen. "I don't want to discourage his interest, but, well... it's a spider, not a cat or a dog. And what if his focus on his pet is just his way of avoiding dealing with anything else?"

"My understanding is that Matt had this tarantula for some time before the... incident that resulted in him coming into your care," Cas said with as much delicacy as he could muster. The inciting incident had occurred on his day off, so he had only heard about it after the fact from Jimmy and been peripherally present for the fallout. "He may very well be focusing most closely on caring for his pet in order to avoid his own trauma, in which case showing care for the tarantula may help establish that, when he is ready to accept, care will be offered to him, too."

"Yeah," Donna sighed, looking down at her cup. Hellfire mocha with raspberry syrup, if Cas recalled correctly. "I just... I guess I'm worried that I won't be any good at this foster mom thing, y'know? I mean, I always thought I'd at least have a mate before having pups."

"Not something I can help you with," Cas said dryly, which at least made Donna laugh a bit. "You care about him and want him to be safe and happy, which is most important. Communicate with him, check in, listen to him... parenting is never going to be a one size fits all sort of thing, though from what I recall from working retail even 'one size fits all' was a misnomer."

"Usually is," Donna agreed. "But I get your point. Just gotta be open to listening when he's ready to talk."

"Exactly," Cas nodded. "And you aren't completely on your own in this, either. You have your pod, and your friends, and Matt will have all of you plus Jack and Kaia."

"Y'all really are great friends," Donna said with a smile. "Don't know too many other kids who would use the excuse of graduating second grade to throw a covert 'welcome to your new home' party for a kid they just met."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Cas lied as he plucked the chocolate and pretzel spider off his cupcake and took a bite.

#fluffy february 2024 #rk writes #supernatural fic #urban fantasy au #background ships #sastimmy #baker castiel #selkie donna hanscum

[thatlonelymarshmallow]

Tumblr's favourite Supernatural character - round 1

Okay, okay, we all know who the final contenders will be, but I'm curious how other characters stack up.

Say no more - get voting!

Round 2 coming soon...

Round 1 closed 7 December. Winners are bolded.

Mick Davies vs Balthazar Kelly Kline vs Bela Talbot Alex / Annie Jones vs Sheriff Jody Mills Ellen Harvelle vs Dean Winchester Zachariah vs Dick Roman Charlie Bradbury vs Castiel Michael vs Meg Masters Billie vs Donatello Redfield Lisa Braeden vs Pamela Barnes Ben Braeden vs Benny Latiffe Kaia Nieves vs Anna Milton Samuel Campbell vs Metatron Amelia Richardson vs Garth Fitzgerald IV Amara / The Darkness vs Lucifer Arthur Ketch vs Hannah Claire Novak vs Rufus Turner Sam Winchester vs Bobby Singer Anael vs Abaddon Gadreel vs Kevin Tran Mary Winchester vs Jack Ash vs Ghostfacers Death vs Gabriel Naomi vs Asmodeus Rowena MacLeod vs Crowley Maggie vs Eileen Leahy Duma vs Chuck Shurley Jo Harvelle vs Donna Hanscum John Winchester vs Adam Milligan Ruby vs Lady Toni Bevell

#tumblr poll #supernatural poll #spn #tumblrs fav supernatural character

[bleakfated]

INTERACTIONS. HEADCANONS. PHOTOS. IISMS. WISHLIST. OPENS. SC.

STATISTICS

BASICS: name: donna elise hanscum age: 30s gender & pronouns: female, she/her sexuality: closeted bisexual faceclaim: briana buckmaster occupation: sheriff, hunter location: stillwater, minnesota

PERSONALITY: positive traits: reliable, reflective, cheerful, independent negative traits: insecure, obliging, eccentric, blunt

APPEARANCE: scars: minor from hunting scrapes tattoos: antiposession on chest piercings: standard ears

VERSES

BIOGRAPHY

TL;DR

Donna Hansucm is the sheriff of Stillwater, Minnesota. She had her eyes set on law enforcement from a young age and met her college sweetheart in the academy. After a lot of dark times in their marriage, their relationship turned rather toxic. Shortly after he divorced her, Donna met Jody Mills at a sheriff's retreat. While they didn't initially hit it off, Donna proved her worth against vampires. After that, Donna became a close ally of the Winchesters, and even moreso, Jody. She can often be found visiting Jody and her family of younger women, helping them learn how to hunt safely.

FULL BIO

TW MISCARRIAGE AND ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIPS

Donna Hanscum was born to parents Roger and Robin Hanscum on February 11, 1985 in Hibbing, Minnesota. She spent her childhood looking up to her older brothers Conner, Nathaniel, and Dominick. She grew up hunting game with her family, largely deer as well as squirrel, rabbits, and birds on some occasions. With three older brothers, she was never very girly. Her brothers were her best friends and very protective of her, which made it easier in school when she didn't make fast friends with a lot of people, but she did have her small circle. From a young age, Donna had her eyes set on police work, always trying to get her friends and brothers to play cop games when she was young. Donna wasn't shy by any means, but she was a bit odd and could be overbearing at times. However, she could make friends simply from how outright kind she was.

High school went off without a hitch and Donna was beyond excited to be accepted into the law enforcement program in Minneapolis Community and Technical College. She moved down to Minneapolis and hit it off with fellow student Doug Kontos by her second year in the program. The two entered a whirlwind romance. They had a beautiful wedding service with all of her brothers as groomsmen. Donna couldn't have been happier when she entered the POST training academy to finally be able to start working as a cop alongside her husband. Upon graduation, the couple settled into a new home in Stillwater, Minnesota. They enjoyed a year of time together before agreeing that it was the right time to start a family. At this time Nathaniel had already had a daughter named Wendy that Donna absolutely adored. She couldn't wait to have a child of her very own.

Not too long after they started trying, Donna was able to share the news that she was pregnant. Excited, she told everyone in her life right away. Both she and Doug were beyond ecstatic. Unfortunately, before the six week appointment, Donna lost the baby. Donna was absolutely heartbroken. She combed over everything she had done in the previous weeks to figure out what she did, because it was instantly all her fault in her mind. Her family and the doctor assured her that it wasn't her fault at all and that sometimes this unfortunately happened in the first few weeks of pregnancy. Doug was supportive and loving, assuring her that they would have a baby when it was the right time for them. The couple always had their fair share of problems, but they dealt with it like any other couple that loved each other.

However, serious problems would soon develop in the marriage. After Donna gave herself a few months to cope with the loss of their child, they started trying again. Donna was very careful with how she handled herself, signing up for desk duty rather than field work at the precinct. A few months after they started trying again, she became pregnant. The couple and their families were just as excited as they were the first time for her pregnancy, however, it was clouded with worry, especially for Donna. She tried her best to push down the stress and worry because she knew it wasn't good for the baby. A lot of the pressure was lifted off of her when the baby continued to do well past the six week mark because she knew the chances of miscarriage fell significantly at that time. Everything was going wonderfully. Soon it was time to find out the sex of the baby. Doug insisted that they find out and Donna reluctantly agreed, though she thought it would be a fun surprise.

The day of the appointment, Donna felt off, but she brushed it off. She had been having a lot of morning sickness and figured that was all it was. When she went to the appointment with Doug, she had no idea that they were walking into another round of devastation. The doctor couldn't find the heartbeat. They couldn't explain it. She didn't seem to have any risk factors and she had certainly been doing everything she could for the baby. It was discussed that there may be something wrong with her reproductively. A fertility consult was a lot of money, though, and the couple didn't have the funds at the moment to figure out what was going on. And truthfully, Donna could not even fathom thinking about trying again. Not when she had carried her son in her stomach for fourteen weeks. The second miscarriage sent her into a deep depression. Suddenly, she found it hard to get herself to want to go to work and after work she never wanted to do anything, despite always being the type that never wanted to sit still for very long.

Doug was no help and continued to pester her to try again, that they would find money for the fertility consultation. It seemed that he didn't care that she was hurting and wanted to grieve their lost son for longer before she tried again. No matter what everyone else in her life told her, she was convinced that she had done something wrong. And if she hadn't? The doctors assumed that it was something to do with her uterus, which meant it was completely still her fault. Without a supportive husband to lean on, on top of being shocked at how inconsiderate and selfish he had become, Donna started to turn to food. It was something that could still make her happy, give her that little boost that she needed to get through the day at times. Other times, she would go a couple days without any sort of desire to eat because she could barely bring herself to get off the couch on her days off.

Eventually she went to the doctor and got birth control pills that she hid in her dresser, so she wouldn't have an argument with Doug who would be against it. Around this time, Doug noticed that Donna was starting to put on some weight. His back-handed and snide comments about her weight, though he sometimes tried to play it off as a joke, made her depression worse. With how it felt like her husband didn't actually love her, that she wasn't a good wife for him, and that she couldn't seem to have a child... Donna was at the lowest point she had ever been in her life. Withdrawn even from her brothers, they noticed something was wrong, even though they were hours away. They tried to convince Donna that her marriage wasn't worth it anymore, that she deserved to be happy and he was a jerk, but a large part of Donna felt that it was her fault.

After a year of this rut, Doug served her divorce papers. Donna signed it without much of a fuss, but despite how far they had fallen from the happy couple they started out as, this nearly ruined her. She still loved him like Hell even though he had turned into what seemed like an unfeeling, mocking shell of who she had fallen in love with. She remained in Stillwater, but changed homes because she couldn't bear to spend one more moment in the house full of terrible memories. After wallowing in self-pity after the divorce with further stress eating, Donna resolved that it was time to take control of her life again. She worked hard and was promoted to sheriff of Stillwater and started to eat a little bit better, though she did occasionally turn back to donuts, her guilty pleasure, when she was stressed out. Then, Canyon Valley Health Spa popped up and had shown success in helping people lose weight through a novel program. Donna decided to go and try it out.

Without knowing it, she became prey of the monster pishtaco, who was disguising their feeding methods as a cupping weight loss technique as they fed on fat. This would not be her last encounter with monsters or the Winchester brothers who killed the monster right under her nose. She had opened up to them about her struggles with food and how she was happy to have lost ten pounds with one session. Around a year later, she helps her hometown hold a sheriff convention, where she takes an instant liking to Sheriff Jody Mills, who sort of wished she could shake Donna off of her at first. It wasn't long before Donna found out that Doug was in attendance and he instantly started making comments about her weight, laughing with a smug smirk all the while. Jody instantly stood up for her and called him a douche when she noticed how the vibrant and smiling Donna quickly coiled in on herself like a puppy with her tail in between her legs. This upset Donna a lot because Doug may be a douche, but she still considered him to be her douche.

Not long after, she found a blood trail and followed it, seeing one of the sheriffs at the convention standing over him with vampire fangs. She quickly ran off to confide in Jody, who she assumed would call her crazy. However, the two start to investigate Len's room and soon the Winchesters are on the scene, forcing Jody to explain the truth to Donna when she tries to talk to them about what the found. Donna insists on going with them to help and while the Winchesters are reluctant to let her, Jody sticks up for her and they agree to let her come. The Winchesters end up knocked out and Jody and Donna are taken hostage, but in the end Donna is quick on her feet and able to decapitate one of the vampires before it can hurt Jody. Both Dean and Jody praised her for a job well done, which she appreciated greatly. Jody offered to help her learn about how to kill monsters, which Donna graciously accepted.

The two were pretty fast friends and Donna ended up helping Jody out with both of the teenagers she fostered at various points. She grew to love the girls and often has dinner with them or has them over. Sometimes she and Jody had girls nights and they both know that they would be there for the other if they needed it. During this time, Donna built up her own specialty with vampires, excited that she was basically a real life Buffy. Soon with budget cuts, though, she was also covering Cottage Grove which left her with a lot less free time, but a bit further of a reach to help keep law enforcement safe from monsters. When necessary, she would call on Jody or the Winchesters for back-up. One of the most notable cases they helped her with was the kidnapping of her niece who was nearly sold on a black market auction for monsters. At this time, she had been in a relationship with a Deputy named Doug Stover, but he was clued in on the existence of monsters from helping her find her niece when he was turned into a vampire and cured by the Winchesters. Doug told her that he admired her and that she was a hero but he couldn't deal with monsters.

#╰––– » 「 ⛦ 」 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁. ┊ donna hanscum

[hjbirthdaywishes]

July 15, 2022

Happy 40 Birthday to Briana Buckmaster. 

#Briana Buckmaster #Happy Birthday #Sheriff Donna Hanscum #Donna Hanscum #Sheriff Hanscum #Supernatural #Spn #July #2022

[winchestergifs]

STACKEDNATURAL ⇉ 130/327

10.8 Hibbing 911 Written by Jenny Klein & Phil Sgriccia Directed by Tim Andrew Original Air Date: December 2, 2014

#supernatural #donna hanscum #jody mills #sheriff doug #jodydonna #jodymillsedit #stackednatural #spnedit #supernaturaledit #cowboycoven #spncreatorsdaily #userbbelcher #becauseofthebowties #altarofrowena #rambleoncas #tusersana #userdorksinlove #deancaskiss #anztag #userbon #deanncastiel #jennmish #userrlaura #usererinlindslay #10x8 #meetcute of all time <3

[carry-on-my-wayward-son]

Day One of the Number of the Beast Week: “Family Don’t End in Blood, Boy”

@1967-impala <3 I thought we’d start off strong with some Bobby appreciation, since he doesn’t get enough love

(pssst… this design will be on my Redbubble, soon!)

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Each of the items represents a different character that’s a part of the “Hunter Family”, let’s go!!

Baseball Cap: 🧢 Bobby Singer

Journal: 📒 John Winchester

Colt: 🔫 Samuel Colt

Charm Bracelet: ✝️ Mary Winchester

Army Man: 🪖 Sam Winchester

Samulet 📿 Dean Winchester

Beer Bottle: 🍺 Jo Harvelle

Mr. Fizzles: 🧦 Garth Fitzgerald III

Donut: 🍩 Donna Hanscum

Headphones: 🎧 Claire Novak

Harvelle’s Roadhouse Sign: 🍻 Ellen Harvelle

Sunglasses: 🕶️ Jack Kline

“Marlene” Name Tag: 🏷️ Eileen Leahy

Sheriff’s Badge: 🎖️ Jody Mills

“Dr. Badass is In” Sign: 🤘🏼 Ash

Glass of Whisky: 🥃 Rufus Turner

Angel Blade: ☁️ Castiel

Cosplay Sword: 🗡️ Charlie Bradbury

Kansas License Plate: 🛞 The one and only Baby, the Impala

#supernatural #destiel #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel #spn #winchester #destiel fic #destiel fanfic #destiel fanart #supernatural edit #supernatural fic #supernatural fanfic #supernatural fanart #deancas #jensen ackles #jared padalecki #misha collins #team free will #twilightknows

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Finally got into Supernatural and was curious....

Supernatural Characters as The Sun Signs of The Actors Who Played Them

♈ARIES 🗡️

• Dean Winchester

• Lucifer/Nick

• Gordon Walker

• Abaddon

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♉ TAURUS 🌹

• John Winchester

• Rowena Macleod

• Becky Rosen

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♊ GEMINI 🎭

• Crowley

• Sheriff Jody Mills

• Garth

• Lisa Braeden

• Meg Masters 1

• Gadreel

• Alex/Alexis Jones

• Kaia

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♋ CANCER 🌙

• Sam Winchester

• Jack Kline

• Kevin Tran

• Charlie Bradbury

• Donna Hanscum

• Eileen Leahy

• Asmodeus

• Michael

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♌ LEO ☀️

• Bobby Singer

• Lilith

• Castiel

• Balthazar

• Cain

• Meg Masters 2

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♍ VIRGO 💎

• Chuck Shurley

• Zachariah

• Gabriel

• Maggie

• Death

• Uriel

• Patience Turner

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♎ LIBRA ⚖️

• Ketch

• Anna

• Jo Harvelle

• Ghostfacer, Travis

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♏ SCORPIO 💀

• Mary Winchester

• Billie

• Ellen Harvelle

• young Lilith

• Adam Milligan

• Dumah

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♐ SAGITTARIUS 🏹

• Metatron

• Amara

• Ruby 1

• Donatello Redfield

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♑ CAPRICORN ⛰️

• Bela Talbot

• Ruby 2

• Rufus Turner

• Pamela Barnes

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♒ AQUARIUS ❄️

• Claire Novak

• Azazel

• Ghostfacer, Ed

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♓PISCES 🌈

• Sister Jo

• Tessa

#zodiac #supernatural #supernatural tv show #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel #a scorpio plays a reaper #death is a virgo lol #i mean

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Requests for Writing and Artwork

Anonymous welcome!

Note: I write about how the characters interact with the world and each other. I focus on the characters, not necessarily the conflict unless it is interfering in their relationship or stopping them from being around each other. It’s all about the people.

Word count: 1,000 minimum

Rating: Any

Types: NSFW or SFW

Kinks: Yes (it’s easier to say what I WON’T do—No Vore except blood drinking, No necrophilia unless sex with vampire—they gotta be able to consent, No Incest, No pee, no poo)

Tropes: meet cute, meet ugly, fluff, angst, friends to lovers, boss/employee, polyamory, **a/b/o**, kid fic, parent-focused fic, mpreg, apocalypse, damsel in distress (rescue), canon divergent, sex worker/prostitute/stripper, interspecies relationship, imbalanced power dynamics, love at first sight, hurt/comfort, shifter/skinwalker, roommate to lovers, or ask.

There are a handful or two of tropes I’m not ok with, so please select at least **3** options.

Plot or premise: please feel free to give me your prompt in as much detail or as little as you’d like.

Pairings: Any from the acceptable characters. Polyamory is acceptable too.

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Reader insert: If you select Reader as a character, please advise the POV, such as first person (I am), second person (you are), or third person (she, they, he, them).

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Acceptable Characters:

Reader—male or female, LGBT+, Chronic Illness, Mental Health, Winchester sibling or nibling, supernatural being, MoL Legacy, Rowena’s child, love interest to Team Free Will, Hunter, psychic, witch, etc. (Just ask)

Moon Knight system (Jake, Steven, Marc; Moon Knight)

Khonshu (Moon Knight)

Beau Arlen (Blue Sky)

Alec McDowell (Dark Angel)

Soldier Boy (The Boys)

Dean Winchester (No Incest;Demon, Possessed, Etc)

Sam Winchester (No Incest; Samifer, Lawyer, Professor, etc)

John Winchester (good parent, yes! No incest)

Mary Winchester (good parent, hunter, yes! No incest)

Castiel/Jimmy Novak (Wings, yes! True form, yes! Unrelated, yes! No Twincest)

Arthur Ketch

Gadreel

Emma Winchester

Charlie Bradbury

Gilda (Fairy)

Dorothy Baum

Billie (Reaper, yes! Death, yes!)

Death (YES!)

Lucifer/Nick (Wings, yes!)

Gabriel (Wings,yes!)

Balthazar (Wings, yes!)

Bobby Singer

Rufus Turner

Ellen Harvelle

Jo Harvelle

Jody Mills, Sheriff

Donna Hanscum, Sheriff

Claire Novak

Kaia Novak

Annie/Alex

Patience Turner

The Barnes Twins (no incest)

Missouri Moseley

Rowena MacLeod (Witchy, yes!)

Crowley/Fergus MacLeod (Demon form, yes)

Pamela Barnes

Adam Milligan

Michael (Archangel)

Horseman Death (portrayed by Julian Richings)

Meg 2.0

Jack Kline

Demons

Angels

Gods/Goddesses

#request ask anon welcome #supernatural #spn #moon knight #soldier boy the boys #dark Angel #Beau arlen #big Sky #castiel #dean winchester #sam winchester #destiel #deancas #casdean #Sabriel #Gabriel #Lucifer #Michael #Jack kline #Crowley Fergus Macleod #Charlie Bradbury #jody mills #jensen ackles #RPFs #alec mcdowell #reader insert #saileen #eileen leahy #Jo Harvelle #Bobby Singer

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Wild West Winchester

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/7s9ODco by RootBeer2Go Dean Winchester is a Bounty Hunter living in the Wild West Words: 3187, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Charlie Bradbury, Micheal Novak, Castiel Novak, Benny Lafitte, Adam Milligan, Sam Winchester, Eileen Leahy, Crowely, Claire Novak, Kaia Nieves, Jody Mills, Donna Hanscum, Kevin Tran, Meg Masters, Naomi (Supernatural), Cain (Supernatural), Gabriel Novak, Lisa, Kelly Kline, Jack Kline, Ellen Harvelle, Jo Harvelle, Tessa (Supernatural), Bela Talbot Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Domestic Fluff, Angst, Rope Bondage, Romantic Comedy, Alternate Universe, Comdey, Action & Romance, Cowboys & Cowgirls, Wild West Sheriff Dean Winchester, Slow Burn, Sexual Content read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/7s9ODco

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #(your tags here)

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Wild West Winchester

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/f3tWNPs by RootBeer2Go Dean Winchester is a Bounty Hunter living in the Wild West Words: 3187, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Charlie Bradbury, Micheal Novak, Castiel Novak, Benny Lafitte, Adam Milligan, Sam Winchester, Eileen Leahy, Crowely, Claire Novak, Kaia Nieves, Jody Mills, Donna Hanscum, Kevin Tran, Meg Masters, Naomi (Supernatural), Cain (Supernatural), Gabriel Novak, Lisa, Kelly Kline, Jack Kline, Ellen Harvelle, Jo Harvelle, Tessa (Supernatural), Bela Talbot Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Domestic Fluff, Angst, Rope Bondage, Romantic Comedy, Alternate Universe, Comdey, Action & Romance, Cowboys & Cowgirls, Wild West Sheriff Dean Winchester, Slow Burn, Sexual Content read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/f3tWNPs

#IFTTT #Wild West Winchester #RootBeer2Go