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holylulusworld · 3 years

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Ma'am reccomend some demon! dean / Michael! Dean fics plzzz. There's a huge lack of them here on tumblr

Here we go with all the Demon!Dean naughtiness:

@jay-and-dean wrote Sweat and Dirt and Cum for one of my challenges. It’s naughty, hot, and makes you weak.

@cockslut-padalecki has Get The Party Started. It’s hot, wrong but so damn sexy.

@herstarburststories wrote The devil at your door. I can’t say much about it to not ruin the ending but I can tell - I liked it a lot.

@thewondersofsmut has Heaven and hell a smutty story featuring demon!Dean and Michael!Dean.

For Michael - I don’t read much about him but I know @anaelsbrunette and @covered-byroses (she has demon!Dean too) have great stories with the angel.

You can check my stuff out too *shamelessly adds her masterlist* Demon!Dean and Michael!Dean

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dancingalone21 · 5 years

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Wedding AU’s!

AU Masterlist

Dean -

A Complicated Wedding @one-shots-supernatural

All Of Me @wayward-imagines

An Indecent Proposal @spn-stories

An Intimate Dance @angelkurenai

Anything @georgialouisea

A Unfamiliar Feeling @idreamofplaid

A Winchester Wedding @myloveofwords

Broken @atwistoffate

First Dance Surprise @katieswinforddiaries

Forever And Always @waytooinlovewithdeanwinchester

Have You, Forever @whispersandwhiskerburn

Here To The Moon And Back @squirrel-moose-winchester

I’ll See You Again @i-write-supernatural-imagines

I Think I Wanna Marry You @succinct-assbutt

It’s All Just Pretend @andtheraincamefalling

Let’s Get Married @there-must-be-a-lock

Magnolias In The Country @carryonmywaywardcaptain

Marry Me @waywardjoy

Mistakes @thxwinchestxrs

Moments @misswinchesterworld

Snowfall @amanda-teaches

Speak Now @d-s-winchester

Sweet Surprises @frenchybell

The Coat Check Room @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid

The First Meet @hiddenwritingsintheworld

The New Princess @curliesallovertheplace

The Perfect Match @georgialouisea

The Wedding @nichelle-my-belle

Vegas Lights @writingruna

Wedding Night @luciisthebest

You’re Hired @georgialouisea

Sam -

Always A Bridesmaid @winchesterprincessbride

Found Him @squirrel-moose-winchester

Lasting Love @katymacsupernatural

The Wedding @zepppie

Waking Up In Vegas @georgialouisea

Waves And Rocks @babypieandwhiskey

Wedding Night @sweetness47

Jensen -

Death Of A Bachelor @angelkurenai

Here Comes The Bride @blacktithe7

Love Works In Mysterious Ways @queen-of-deans-booty

Planning Frustrations @katymacsupernatural

Something Sweet @dancingalone21

Summer Confessions @thewondersofsmut

Two Mistakes Don’t Make A Date... @arazialotis

Wedding’s Off @impalaimagining

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fandom-princess-forevermore · 5 years

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Getting to know me better

So I was tagged by the amazing @thewondersofsmut to do this challenge so here it goes.

Zodiac sign: Taurus

Height: 5'1

Hobbies: Listening to music, reading, sometimes writing.

Favorite color: Blue

Favorite Book(s): Harry Potter and Pride and Prejudice

Last Song: Little Mix- How Ya Doing?

Last Movie: Avengers: Age of Ultron

Inspiration for my muse: Well, I don't write often but when I do, music, movied, and TV shows help.

Dream job: Well I would've love to have been an actress or singer but I'll settle for something in a courthouse.

And inspiration behind my URL: I love a lot of fandoms, I always wanted to be a Disney princess, and will always be a dreamer, forever.

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writingkeepsmewhole · 5 years

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⭐️Rules: Answer the questions then tag 21 people

I was tagged by @catastropheismyfirstname and @annablack1102 Thank you both for tagging me :D

🌙Name: Star

⭐️Zodiac Sign: Gemini

🌙Favorite Food: Stake.. Donuts...Sushi... one of them

⭐️Favorite Season: Fall

🌙Jeans or Shorts: Jeans

⭐️Where are you from: Kentucky USA

🌙Last book you read: Ice planet barbarians. It’s really good you should give it a read.

⭐️Favorite Movie: That’s a hard one... Hmm.. Avatar with the blue people

🌙Dream Vacation: Go to the beach, or London. No kids just have a chance to look around at stuff, maybe Disney world.

⭐️Eye Color: Green/blue it changes

🌙Natural Hair Color: Brown.

⭐️Height: 5′7

🌙Introvert or Extrovert: Extrovert unless I’m tried then I don’t like people.

⭐️Tea or Coffee: Both.

🌙Do you work out regularly: When I get a ride...

⭐️Favorite Beverage: Sweet tea or something fresh fruity

🌙Do you have pets: Yep: Two dogs Shadow and Ella and a cat Hollow. I have chickens but I don’t see them as pets.

⭐️Your ideal day off: Sit in quite and just get to read all day

🌙In a relationship or single: Single

⭐️Something unique about me: Umm... I don’t know... I’m average

🌙If you choose to, post a selfie: Here’s my face, sorry the pic is so large

The 21 i’m tagging is

@frozenhuntress67 @dead-head-joker @collette04 @blumenkind72 @negandarylsatisfaction @negansdirtygirl22 @supernaturalimagine @lupienne @writing-dead @sfwkittenplay @best-imagines @becaamm @imaginarydanosaur @im-an-octopus @i-am-negan-trash @fuckthatfeeling @captainrogerss @candylandbabygirl @crzcorgi @hunters-from-stark-tower @thewondersofsmut

#21 tag

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allthebestimagines90 · 6 years

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Sam Winchester Drabbles

God, you’re the worst human being I’ve ever met - by cassgracie

If she keeps looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed. - by oneshot-twoshot-redshot-blueshot

Come over here and make me - by oneshot-twoshot-redshot-blueshot

Dont laugh at me you jerk! - by sincerelysaraahh

You saved me from myself - by faith-in-dean

Because I love you! - by attemptingtowritefanfic

Did you really just say, 'all over hell and half of Georgia? - by attemptingtowritefanfic

Oh God, hope not.. - by girl-next-door-writes

Quick! Kiss me! - by book-boys-are-my-guilty-pleasure

You just need to man up Sammy - by girl-next-door-writes

Hey man, you… you on your own? - by girl-next-door-writes

False Alarm - by supernatural-jackles

Secret Valentine - by thinkwritexpress-official

Dance With Me - by i-write-supernatural-imagines

Finally - by i-write-supernatural-imagines

Bruises - by supernatural-fics

Asking for a friend.. - by sharonisantisocialimagines

Somebody to Love Me - by sortajensen

I’m Good - by oneshot-twoshot-redshot-blueshot

White-Knuckled - by supernatural-fics

Coffee for One - by mysaintsasinner

Shorty - by thewondersofsmut

Took Long Enough - by marvelous-oneshots

Up - by nothin-after-79

Back to Sam Winchesters Main Masterlist

Back to Supernaturals Masterlist

Back to Main Masterlist

#Sam Winchester #Sam #Sammy #Sam Winchester Drabble #Sam Drabble #Sammy Drabble #Sam Winchester Masterlist #Sam Masterlist #Sammy Masterlist #Sam Drabble Masterlist #Sammy Drabble Masterlist #Sam Winchester Drabble Masterlist #SPN #Supernatural #SPN Masterlist #Supernatural Masterlist #SPN Drabble Masterlist #Supernatural Drabble Masterlist #Neas Masterlist

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your-modern-shakespeare · 7 years

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Fanfiction Recommendation

10/24/17: Hey guys! I feel absolutely terrible. I know that I’ve been MIA for a while but I have been having a lot of trouble lately...with life. I had to fail a student for not showing up for a show and she started spreading terrible lies about me to the staff at my school which started this whole war between who was right and who was wrong. So, yeah I was fighting that for a long time, and I’ve also been battling my computer which I have respectfully named Satan because he hates me and most of the time doesn’t work. So yeah that also makes getting on Tumblr difficult. So yeah, life sucks and blah blah blah. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy this!

Last Week’s Recommendation

My Masterlist

Dean x Reader

Never Really Moved On by @stopbeingidjits - After months without Dean by your side, you had a nightmare where he was killed. Out of fear, you called him. (Loosely based off of Hinder’s Lips of an Angel)

Death Points by @georgialouisea - Written for @imaginesforthose-wholovefandoms ‘ Halloween movie night challenge, I got the film Scream

Sam x Reader

Giving Away by @meganlpie - “MEG!! I need some Crowley fluff! So, I was hoping to request some fluffy Dad!Crowley? Like, Crowley giving his daughter(the reader) away to Sam on their wedding day?? Please oh please??? Maybe with some Rowena in there too?? Idc if it ignores all canon!!”

Lost and Found by @crispychrissy - Waking up in a field with no memory, your path crosses with two strange brothers who promise they can help.

The Great Mucus Miracle by @mrspadalackles - “I wrote this for @impala-dreamer who is sick at the moment. I hope that you feel better, and I also hope it was worth the wait after I teased you a little”

Our Small Peanut by @mery-magizoologist - No summary, fluffy dad!sam fic.

Cas x Reader

The Magic of Halloween by @talesmaniac89 - The reader tries to show Cas what Halloween is when the angel is confused about the holiday.

Mistaken Love by @cass-trash - “Do you think you could possibly do a fic where Sammy and Reader are super affectionate and Cas and Dean think they’re together, but Cas and Reader have huge crushes on each other (only reader is actually mostly capable of hiding hers coz we all know Cas can’t) and Dean mentions it and they’re (Sam and Reader) really confused, and Cas fluff ensues??? Please and thanks for hopefully not being mad at me for wasting your time 💜💜💜”

Crowley x Reader

Leverage? I Think Not by @sunskittlex - Crowley needs to find something to hold against the Winchesters as revenge, but his hunt is stopped short.

The Beauty of Sight by @buckyscrystalqueen - No summary, super cute and fluffy blind!reader fic

Jensen x Reader

My Best Friend’s Sister (Series-Ongoing) by @luci-in-trenchcoats - When the reader moves up to Vancouver for her new writing job, she never realized who her neighbor would end up being…or how it might affect another relationship in her life…

Baby Names by @thewondersofsmut - A cute story about Jensen and the Reader’s first child

Jared x Reader

Sorry no Jared x Reader this week, check back next week. And if you write any Jared x Reader or write reader insert in any of the categories on my rec list, feel free to send them my way. I will recommend whatever I get the time to read. Tag me or send me a link here

Misha x Reader

Bad Days by @official-boyking - It was one of those days Misha wasn’t having it. During his panel, you can tell he was feeling overwhelmed, so you decide to help him out…

Together by @totallysupernaturaloneshots - The reader tells Misha some good news, but that good news is soon taken away.

Bucky x Reader

Gala by @avengers-fics - You are a new avenger and have to go to the upcoming gala with the team, luckily your partner for the night is quite the charmer.

On A Quest by @sgtjbuccky - Y/N goes on a quest in order to free Bucky.

Sebastian Stan x Reader

A Nasty Tumble by @giftofdreams - Sebastian and Y/N has had a hectic week with moving in together and sometimes that could result in a tumble.

A Walk Through Central Park by @mydragulesebastian - Fall walks through Central Park with anyone.

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casismyguardianangel · 7 years

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To All Writers...

You’re all LIT AS FUCK

I mean seriously you guys pour your heart and soul into this shit. You put in YOUR time and YOUR effort to make these beautiful creations and you don’t NEARLY get the credit you deserve. What must take you days or weeks people will devour in seconds and demand more IMMEDIATELY. Or people treat you like crap because it’s not how THEY wanted it. Honestly you guys are AMAZING. If you’re work takes you 3 hours to write: YOU’RE LIT AS FUCK. If it takes you 3 days: YOU’RE LIT AS FUCK. 3 weeks?: LIT AS FUCK. 300 words long?: LIT AS FUCK. 3,00 words?: LIT AS FUCK. Just started writing?: LIT AS FUCK. Been writing for years?: LIT AS FUCK. Don’t let others discourage you. Fuck ‘em. DO WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY. For the love of god you guys don’t nearly get as much love as you deserve. People on here forget that you’re doing this FOR FREE, forget YOU DON’T HAVE TO WRITE FOR US, and forget YOU’RE HUMAN BEINGS WITH LIVES THAT DON’T REVOLVE AROUND WHAT THEY WANT. FUCK THOSE HATERS. Just please remember that there are readers out there that understand this and respect you. that love what you do for us and appreciate every last thing you do

For the people I follow: YOU’RE ESPECIALLY LIT AS FUCK AND I WANT YOU TO SEE THIS:

@riverdale-imagines, @ju-gg, @d-c-sprouseimagines, @supersleuthjughead, @scriptadeamorelupus, @mrsjugheadjonesthethird, @jugheadjones-imagines, @protectjugheadjonesiii, @kingpendleton, @betty-coopers-number-one-stan, @agentsofsupernaturalmarvel, @riverdale-imagines-s, @fandom-fanfictions, @xcaptainhannax, @super-slick-fanfic-chick, @imagineriverdale, @pendletonthethird, @imagine-criminal-minds, @spideypoolfanfic, @itsjugheadjones, @mylittlefandomfanfictions, @mrs-salvatorex, @marriedtomikaelson, @marriedtowinchester, @river-vixens, @thewondersofsmut, @lynzplusg, @imaginesgallor666, @marvelfic, @littlerebelmachine, @multi-fandom-daddies, @thetherianthropydaily, @marriedtosalvatore, @leximmullins27, @spp-hp-imagines, @starks-imagines, @howlingbarnes, @simplysherlockfanfic, @imaginingcriminalminds, @imagines-by-loki-and-kylo, @after-avenging-hours, @samsexualdeancurious, @imaginesimightfinish, @antmanvshulk, @mikaelson-imagines, @alloftheimaginesblog, @imaginesmydearfandom, @bovaria, @imaginetwilight, @the-writer-ofthe-fandoms, @10k-fics, @maximoff-pan, @marvellousimagines, @writings-of-a-british-fangirl, @the-imagines-awaken, @butlikeimagines, @all-the-imagines-all-the-time, @teenwolimagines, @whispersofwerewolves, @allfandoms-imagines, @imagine-x-everything, @accio-imagines

I know i follow more so I’m sorry i didn’t tag you but this is for all writers i love you guys!!!

#writing #fanfic #i love you guys seriously #you don't understand #my post #me #text post

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lady-of-perfection · 7 years

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Ten songs ten mutuals

I was tagged by @doodlebug6 (Thank you by the way) I guess this song thing is about ten of my favourite songs, so here we go: They are in no practicular order. 1. Addicted by Kelly Clarkson 2.Beneath a moonless sky from the sequel of POTO 3.Broken vow by Josh Groban 4.Guarda che luna by Fred Buscaglione 5.I won't say I'm an angel by Halestorm 6.Love in the dark by Adele 7.Monster (Imagine dragons cover) by Runaground 8.The point of no return from POTO 9.Wicked games by Chris Isaak 10.You don't own me by The blow monkeys +11. Warrior by Beth Crowley And I tag( They might not be following me back so I am kinda cheating): @adifferentcupofzutara @zuzusexytiems @crazy-zutarian @tara1517 @thegaang6 @thewondersofsmut @lizanthium @tvrox23 @bbcbakerstreet @antisocial-avocado

#I was tagged #funny #my favourite songs

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thewondersofsmut · 5 years

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Friendly Rivalry

Request/s: Dean x reader. For a hunt they have to go undercover as a couple, they accidentally get married. – @writingkeepsmewhole AND Hey ! Can you a dean one where y/n and dean are rivals and that one hunt brings them closer and making them think that the other is not bad as they thought and them becoming friends and then lovers. i love your works. Waiting for it... – Anon

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Warnings: language, smut, talk of past pain

Word Count: 3890

Author’s Note: Hope this hits the spots in the requests! Feedback is always appreciated. Requests are open, mostly Dean and Damon, I’ma try to do some Sam (maybe).

Gif Credits

“D’ya hear about the Winchesters taking out two vampire nests in a week?” “Yeah, but (y/l/n) took out five wendigos—five! They don’t even come out like that!” You smirked as you heard the stories of the Dean-(y/n) Rivalry floating about, these hunters didn’t even know you were there. “Seem to be a fan favorite.” Jo smirked as she passed you a glass of bourbon. “I think—“

Before you can reply, the bell by the door rang and, “Speak of the devil.” You mumbled to yourself as the Winchesters entered coming straight to the bar. “Hey Jo.” The shorter one mused and then turning to your direction. You smiled straightly, tilting your head to the side. “Oh! Who do we have here...” He started, his green eyes seemingly sparkling.

“Nice to see you again, Dean.” You said, voice challenging and then you looked up to the taller, much nicer Winchester. “Always glad to see you, Sam.” You sweetly said, smiling up to him before your gaze went back to the elder Winchester. “How ‘bout we leave these two love birds to figure out their differences?” Jo asked Sam, throwing a wink at you, the younger brother chuckled and nodded, following Jo.

“What brought you to these parts?” You asked, swirling your glass. Dean looked you up and down. It all started when he saw you at Bobby Singer’s garage, changing the oil under your car. You slid out and he smirked at you. That was the start of yours and his friendly rivalry—the so called who’s the better hunter. “Great job on the nests.” You mumbled when he didn’t answer you.

“And you with the wendigos, you gotta tell me what’s up with that hunt, I’m sure it wasn’t a coincidence.” He said. You shook your head with a wince. He looked at you, concerned. “You okay there, kid?” He asked and you grinned. “Better than ever.” You answered. “To answer you, we’re here to ask for help.” He said. You knitted your eyebrows.

“The Winchesters,” You snickered. “Need help?” You leaned back to your seat, his leathery gun powder scent evading your thoughts. “This isn’t the best look for our rivalry, now is it, Dean.” You joked. “Plus, you haven’t exactly worked with me, how do you know I’m not a nut job?” You added. “I trust the stories.” He said, raising an eyebrow at you. “Trust is a strong word—“ “So is the tension between you two.” Ellen said, rather loudly to cut you both off, the sound of beer bottles hitting the wood.

“Who would we rather ask for help in this full bar of hunters? The great (y/n) (y/l/n) or Bob, Henry, and Jack over in the corner there.” He snickered. You rolled your eyes. “Well let me know what we’re dealing with, gotta grab something from my car.” You declared and hopped off your seat.

You went to your car and re-patch yourself up, the cut feeling worse than yesterday. “That doesn’t look good.” You heard and jumped, hitting your head on the trunk making you groan, reaching to rub your head. Almost falling back, Dean was quick on his feet and reached out his arms, catching your back and carrying you on his arms.

He laid you on top of the hood and peeled off your bandage. “(Y/n), this is a nasty cut.” Dean scrunched his face. “Sweetheart, how are you even walking around?” He stammered. “It’s nothing, Dean, had it worse.” You maintained composure, lifting up your shirt to reveal your cut that stretched from one end of the stomach to the other. You smiled, pursing your lips, he bit his lip and you seemed to stare at those plush pink lips. “I’m fine, give me a day or two, patch it up real good and I’ll help you kick some ass.” You winked and he knitted his eyebrows.

Dean brought you to the room Ellen let you sleep in and Sam immediately tended to your wounds. “How did you do it, (y/n)?” Sam asked, looking down your leg. “I have this—weapon, I’ve had it since I was a child.” You said. You said, pulling the said weapon from your waistband. “Don’t ever let it out of my sight.” You whispered as you saw the glimmer in the knife.

“My parents made it, forged it, carved symbols on it, and when those pesky demons came to my home when I was 5, it worked, it killed ‘em,” You said, twirling it around. “I figured, if this thing can kill demons, it should be able to kill anything.” You said. You groaned as the alcohol hit your skin, the cool and stinging feeling left you wishing you asked for help to deal with those wendigos. “Why on earth would you go alone, (y/n).” Sam said, scrunching his face.

“I didn’t.” You said, sighing, looking down at your hands. Dean breathed, his face hit with realization. “I knew what I was up against but it wasn’t enough.” You said, feeling tears prick the sides of your eyes. “Hey sweetheart,” Dean placed a finger below your chin and lifted, allowing you to look into his eyes. “It wasn’t your fault.” He said. You sadly smiled.

“So tell me what you need help with?” You winced when you moved up the bed.

“You look lovely, (y/n).” Sam said, offering a small smile. “Thank you.” You said. “Ready, sweetheart—“ Dean’s breath was cut short when he saw your form, black long dress, he could only go so far as imagining. “I got us invitations so we’ll be able to get in.” Sam cleared his throat, raising said envelopes.

You three entered without a hitch. “And how do we know which one’s the witch?” Dean asked. You looked up, a girl, the prettiest curls you’ve ever seen. You watched your own lips part before she walked away. “I think I know.” You gushed, your voice breathy.

“There are too many people here, Sam.” You said and he nodded. “We have to get her alone.” Dean agreed. “I don’t think thats too hard.” You whispered, following her. “Are you okay, (y/n)?” Dean asked, looking at you. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be.” You said knitting your eyebrows, turning to him.

You three followed her into the upstairs. “You know we’re going to have to escape without being noticed.” Sam huffed. The two huge doors closed and you gasped, looking forwards to see the witch smirking as she tilted her head to the side.

All hell broke loose.

“It’s a witch bitch, alright.” You spat, sighing as wiped the blood from your mouth. Dean swung at the witch, her strength no match for the three of you. “Dean!” You screamed as you threw the gun at him. You punched her and she fell back. “(Y/n)!” Sam yelled and you threw one of the hex bags at him for him to burn.

“Fuck!” You hissed as you were thrown across the room, the witch lifting the brothers up in the air. “Son of a bitch!” Dean screamed, coming at her and the witch threw him right beside you, flat on the wall. “Fiat tibi duo non tenetur ex caritate in finem matrimonii atque, si tu non solum mortem non dimittet vos pars!” You felt your left hand burn, your fingers tingling. You couldn’t look down with the force that the witch had on you.

“Get the fuck away from my brother and (y/n)!” Sam screamed and shot the witch with special bullets. She fell to the ground with a sinister laugh as the life faded from her eyes. You and Dean dropped from the wall, landing on the floor with a thud. Your breathing was staggered and Dean grunted, kneeling up.

You three made it back to the motel with no deaths, apart from the witch, and hell lot of cuts and wounds. You sighed and splashed your face with water. You looked in the mirror as you rubbed your eyes, a shining glimmer caught your eye through the mirror. You knitted your eyebrows and tried to remove the ring. It wouldn’t budge, even when you forced it too.

“Uh, Sam, Dean?” You started and bumped into Dean, groaning, rubbing your cheek that hit his cheek.

“I have never had a ring.” You said, putting up your hand that revealed a wedding band. “Uh, I think the witch cursed you two.” Sam said, realization hitting his face. Your eyes quickly travelled to Dean’s left hand where a wedding band was situated in his ring finger. You raised your eyebrows and your mouth hung. “The spell—“ You started.

“Since you two are technically under a spell, it’s safe to say I should be the one to grab the grimoire.” Sam insisted, standing up. “Sam, you’re hurt.” Dean scolded and you worriedly looked at him, nodding. “No, you two may or may not be in serious trouble but you guys are married now.” Sam said, his eyes scanning your fingers, a small smile lingering on his lips. “Bite me.” He said through gritted teeth. Sam smirked, raising an eyebrow. “She will…” He said and you blushed.

You sat on the edge of the bed, feeling Dean’s eyes on you. “I can feel you stare at me, Dean.” You mumbled, your eyes closing. “You were pretty great out there.” He said. You turned to him. “You weren’t too bad yourself.” You replied, feeling heat rise up your cheeks. “Never thought I’d be married before I fall in love.” You mumbled, mostly to yourself. “You’ve had a boyfriend before.” He stated. You smirked. “Keyword, had. This line of work doesn’t really allow for more than that.” You said.

“You never know.”

“Okay, so the whole spell is let you two be bound by marriage and if you don’t end up in love, only death will let you part.” Sam read. “And is there a way we can break it?” You asked. Dean raised an eyebrow. “Are you that repulsed by me?” Dean asked. “No—Dean, we aren’t exactly in love, we can die…” You said. “And I’m pretty sure we have a time limit, Sam?” You turned to the younger Winchester.

Sam let out a breath. “7 days.” You closed your eyes and Dean pursed his lips, nodding along. “So either we have 7 days to fall in love or 7 days to die.” Dean emphasized. “Or we can totally look for another spell to destroy it.” You countered. “Does it say there, Sam?” You asked. “Maybe Bobby will help us understand.” He said. “Let’s get going then!” You commanded and everyone got their stuff and loaded on Baby.

“Well, let me get this straight then,” Bobby started. “You,” He pointed at you. “And this idjit,” He pointed at Dean. “Are married because of a spell.” He finished. “It was an accident.” You muttered. “Well, as far as I’ve read this grimoire this is a soul connection and if I’m being honest, unless we find the oldest witch we can, we can’t break the spell.” Bobby apologised, looking at you then Dean. “We gotta go for the lesser evil, I guess.” You sighed to yourself. “You really sure there’s no way to find out?” Dean asked. “Well, let me look it up in my witch spell encyclopedia,” Bobby sarcastically looked at Dean. “Oh, wait, there’s none.” He rolled his eyes at the elder Winchester.

You stood up and sipped beer, walking outside and looking at the junkyard. Dean walked to you, leaning against the doorframe. “You okay, sweetheart?” Dean asked and you nodded your head. You found yourself fiddling with your ring, your thumb running over the band. The hairs on the back of your neck stood as you felt his arms wrapped around you, leaving you with goosebumps on your arms.

“You know we can’t pretend to be in love.” You stated. “Who said anything about pretending.” He cautioned. You chuckled, making Dean smile. He sighed and let go of you. You whined at the loss of heat. “When Bobby introduced this amazing hunter he’s helping, he pointed me towards a ’69 Camaro,” He smirked, reminiscing that day. “Oh yeah?” You asked, looking up at him. “Hmm, I was like well this dude’s got a nice ride and you must’ve heard me cuz you slid out from change the oil and I stopped, dead in my tracks, when I saw you.” He recalled.

“You asked me who I was and I just stared at you and you laughed,” He chuckled. “Is this your way to ease into the ‘How To Make A Girl Fall In Love in 7 Days’.” You joked. His smile got smaller. “In my end, I started to fall when you wiped that oil on your cheek and reached your hand out. If you looked at me, really well, you would’ve seen it.” He said, turning and heading back inside. You closed your eyes and sighed. “Well, there goes one day.”

You walked back inside the house and grabbed another beer. “Any luck?” You asked, looking at Bobby. “I’m sorry, kid, there’s nothing I have that can help you.” The poor man sighed and slumped on his seat. “Bobby, I’m scared.” You whispered, looking up at him, the boys were probably upstairs. “I know, kiddo, Trevor was supposed to be your way out.” He replied. You closed your eyes, feeling pang in your heart. “Maybe I was never meant to leave the life, up until I die.” You said and stood up. “I’m gunna take a drive.” You said.

“I’ll come with.” You heard and looked towards the stairs, your husband looking at you with hopeful eyes. You gave him a nod and walked out.

Dean hopped unto the passenger side and you watched how fluidly his body moved. “I can feel you stare.” He teased. You felt your cheeks heat up. “Sorry.” You started driving, feeling the air flow through your hair. “What do you think of me, sweetheart?” He asked. You looked at him from the edge of your eyes, you breathed. “An amazing hunter, perfect, boyish, god—I can go on.” You gushed. “Pull over.” He demanded. You looked at him and knitted your eyebrows. “What,” “Please, (y/n), just pull over.”

You parked the car onto the side of the road with a hilt. “Dean, what’s wrong?” You asked. The minutes felt like seconds and his hand was on the back of your neck, the other cupping your cheek, and his lips against yours. After the initial shock, glad that he didn’t stop, you kissed him back, dormant feelings getting ignited. You moved from your seat and straddled him, your arms moving behind him as you two kissed.

“Sweetheart,” Dean panted when you pulled away. “You’re the one who’s perfect, you’re amazing.” He whispered, pecking your lips.

“Hey sweetheart, want to head out to the bar?” Dean asked, sitting from the bed. “Uh, I’d love to but we’ve got tons of research to do—“ “Go, (y/n), I’ll handle this, I’ll call Bobby when I need to.” Sam reassured, throwing a smirk towards his brother. “You sure, Sam—“ “Yes, (y/n), just go.” Sam cut you off again. You scratched the top of your head and went to the bathroom to change and clean up.

Dean leaned against baby. “You miss yours?” Dean asked when you eyed his car. “Hell yeah, but she’s in better hands at Bobby’s.” You mumbled. Dean opened the door for you, not missing the chance to check you out. A mile out from the motel, you looked out into the open, fiddling with your hands. “Is—is this a date?” You asked. You saw him smirk. “If you want it to be?” He asked back, giving you a boyish grin.

He parked at the bar and you entered, it was the same as any bar you’ve been too, yet, this one felt new and entirely different, in a good way. You two sat down, ordered some snacks and went straight to the hard liquor. “Well, unofficially Mrs. Winchester, how are you really feeling?” He asked, leaning forwards. “Aside from utter fear, I think I’m falling.” You said, truthfully, feeling the sting of whiskey coming down your throat. He chuckled.

“We got 3 days left.” He recounted. “Man, dying from a witch’s spell wasn’t the way to go.” He said. “Damn right.” You agreed, munching on some fries. “Sweetheart, I think ending up with you, would be the best thing that can happen to me right now.” He said, grabbing your hands and caressing the tops. “This life, Dean, we can’t cheat it, once we’ve fallen for each other, there’s really no turning back, that kind of pain is hard to forget.” You mumbled.

“That day at Bobby’s, god, was I a fool for letting you slip out of my hold, but I didn’t want you to think that all I was looking for was a hookup on call.” You confessed. His eyes slightly widened and he laughed. “I’d never think of you that way. If it makes ya feel better, I was on the same boat on you on that one, sweetheart.”

“D’you wanna head out?” You asked, eyes tinkling. “Read my mind.” He smirked, standing up.

He lightly pushed you against the Impala, the cold metal giving you goosebumps, your hands were tangled amongst his short dirty blonde hair, your tongues mingling, the taste of whisky hitting you differently. You moaned against his mouth as he battled for dominance, he nibbled on your lower lip and gave a tug. He wrapped his arms around your back, one hand lowering towards your ass, cupping and squeezing.

You moved your hand in between your bodies and felt the bulge that was growing underneath his pants. He groaned, lowering his head, his teeth grazed you shoulders, moving up to your neck, sucking a mark that soon turned purple. “Fuck, (y/n), can’t get enough of you sweetheart.” He muttered, moving up to kiss you. You hummed your approval, unbuttoning his shirt.

He pulled your body from the car and opened the door, pushing you in and ntil your back was pressed against the leather, fog grew quickly. Dean tugged on your shirt and you lifted your back, allowing him to pull your shirt above your head. You continued to unbuttoned his plaid and pushed them off his shoulders and lifted his shirt, feeling his toned muscles.

He then started on your jeans, pulling them off your legs and you fiddled with his jeans. “Dean, need you now, need you fast.” You were beyond aroused and needed the friction which he gladly gave, his hard and throbbing member rubbing against your core. You two were stripped down until your skins rubbing against each other. He moved his hand down your body, feeling your soft skin under his calloused fingers until he reached his destination.

His fingers slid through your folds, feeling your slickness. You closed your eyes, moaning, breathing a ‘yes’ followed with profanities just as a finger entered you. Slowly coming in and out you, pulling moans you didn’t think you could make. “Fuck, Dean, I need more than that.” You said through gritted teeth. “I know, babygirl, I just can’t help myself.” He replied. “You’re so fucking tight, perfect pussy all for me.” He muttered, kissing your collar.

He grasped his cock, pumping it, moving it along your pussy. “Dean, plea—“ You gasped as he entered you in one swift movement. He raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Cat got your tongue, babygirl?” You bit your lower lip, keeping in your laughter. Before you can reply, he lifted his hips, slamming into you once again. “Oh you feel so fucking good.” He groaned.

His hips thrusted in and out of you, your skins slapping against each other. “Fuck, (y/n).” He cursed. The air felt thick, it certainly smelled like sex as he fucked you hard and fast. “Yes, Dean, fuck—“ You gasped, feeling yourself uncoil. “Gunna come,” Your eyes were closed, your voice strained as your abdomen tightened. “I know, sweetheart, I’m close too.” He grunted. He fucked you steadily until his hips faltered, the car shaking with his movements.

“Fuck, (y/n),” He moaned, your pussy clenching around his throbbing cock. “God, I love you.” He whispered. Your body tensed and he opened his eyes, looking directly into yours. His eyes full of sincerity and love. Your breathing staggered and you closed your eyes, coming hard around him. “Dean!” You gasped, your body shaking. “I love you too.” You breathed, your heart pounding against your chest as it tightened, tears threatening to spill.

“I love you too.” You whispered, smiling wide. He continued to fuck you and soon after, his cock twitch, coming inside of you.

He pulled you against his chest, slick skins, slight sheen of sweat glistening with the streetlight. He ran his hand through your locks, your back shivering, still coming down from your high. “Fuck, I wished I made a move sooner than later.” He whispered. “Dean,” “It wasn’t hard to fall for you. Every time I hear the stories about this hunt or that hunt that (y/n) (y/l/n) did, how she did this or that. I always smirk to myself saying that, I either grow some balls and ask her to a hunt, even once but,” “But now we’re together and married nonetheless.” You said, smiling, leaning up to kiss him.

“When Jo found out we knew each other, God did she sell you to me.” You chuckled, making him chuckle as well. “I’ve known you, word travels and a lot are about the Winchester brothers how people think you, Sam, and I would make the best band of hunters.” You said. “And every time I’d catch you, I wish sometimes I reeled you in. Quite a fish you are.” You said, drawing circles on his arm. “Don’t they say, there’s plenty of fish in the sea?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. “Oh yes, but I wanted you to be my fish.” You said, almost possessively.

“Well, I’m your fish alright and you’re my fish.” He said, kissing the top of your head. “I do, I really do love you.” He whispered and lifted your head towards him with his finger. You melted into the kiss, getting drowned in him once again.

“Well, you two idjits aren’t dead.” Bobby commented on the 7th day of the spell as he leaned against his desk. You raised your eyebrows at the older man, shrugging with pursed lips. You heard him sigh. “You can’t cheat a spell so it means you two are—“ “In love.” Dean finished, a soft smile playing on his lips. “You two know damn well everyone’s gunna be up your asses, (y/l/n) and Winchesters.” Bobby said. “Bobby, either they run away from fear or want our heads on the end of the stick.” Sam snickered.

“You, boy,” Bobby continued, looking at Dean. “You take care of (y/n).” He said. “Bobby, you aren’t dying yet.” You quipped. “And I’m the closest thing you have to a father.” He lightly snapped. “Touché.” You “You boys are family to me, but (y/n), I took care of her before she can hold a gun.” He said, glancing at you. “All I’m saying is, don’t give the old man a hard time.” He said. Dean smirked. “I promise, Bobby.” Dean said, looking at you with a smile you knew that mean happiness.

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I've Had Enough

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by thewondersofsmut

Holidays are around the corner and you had spent majority of the time with Sam, Cas, and Charlie, but not your boyfriend, Dean, he definitely felt jealous.

Words: 2821, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Charlie Bradbury

Relationships: Dean Winchester/You

Additional Tags: Fluff and Smut, Smut, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Jealous Dean Winchester

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thewondersofsmut · 5 years

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After taking Adobe classes, this is prob my fave edit! Needs a little more work but omg!

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thewondersofsmut · 5 years

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AO3

Hey guys! Should I re-post and start posting in AO3? I wanna know if y’all will love to see my fics there.

I’m gunna post the most popular fics I have on here to there as well!

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thewondersofsmut · 5 years

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Requests???

Requests are open for SPN (mostly) and a lil TVD!!!! Although, in that remark, I cannot promise that every single one will be done and or when they’ll be done but I’m open!

Send in your requests!

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Can you make a smut where Damon is very mad and sexually takes his anger out on the reader and is not gentle at all?

Take It All Out, here ya go anon! Hope you like it!

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