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sorenmarie87 · 4 years ago

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Cinnamon rolls and coffee

Summary: She can't get enough of your scent.

Pairing/Characters: Alpha!Charlie/Omega!Reader. Dean Winchester

Square Filled: Love At First Smell (A/B/O)

Word Count: 1,359

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: Dean being himself. Oral (mentioned). Benny is the reader's best friend. Alpha!Dean being too forward. Reader's sexuality is talked about.

A/N: Written for @spnabobingo. Beta’d by the lovely @iflostreturntosteverogers and @fictionalabyss.

“Can you tell me why I agreed to meet you in what smells like the sweetest place on Earth?” Dean laughed loudly as Charlie slid into the empty side of the booth and removed her bag.

“We both know that’s not true. I mean, you have eaten a girl out before right?”

"You know I don't kiss and tell Winchester."

"That's a lie and you know it. Just the other day, you were telling me about -"

"Let me just stop you there. You really need to stop confusing reality and porn."

"You gotta stop hangin' out with Sam. I'm pretty sure he's told me the same thing." Charlie's retort died on her tongue the moment she heard your laugh from across the diner.

You were joking with a pair of older gentlemen as you took their order and explained what their side options were.

Dean looked up from his menu, and chuckled at the red head who was muttering “mine” under her breath. “Charlie?” She didn’t respond so Dean did the only thing he could think of. He snapped his fingers in her face.

“What?"

"You got a little bit of drool on the side of your mouth there. You might want to clean it up before legs for days makes her way over here…"

You had to remind yourself why you loved your job. Statler and Waldor were two of your favorite customers, but the marriage proposals were getting old. “If I wanted to marry an older gentleman, I would’ve accepted the one my parents tried arranging years ago.”

“You can’t let ‘em get to ya like that cher, they mean well.” You smiled as you handed off their order and sighed.

“It’s all in good fun, I know.”

“Hey.” You felt him grab your hand and squeeze it gently. “You’ll find ‘em, I know you will. You might’ve given up hope, but your person is out there.”

“Thanks Benny. Do you think Lizzie will trade tables with me??”

“I think she can handle Mutt and Jeff for ya.” You quietly thanked him and Lizzie when she handed you a couple of menus.

“Go get ‘em girl, they’ve been watching you all night.”

You were so distracted by the pretty red haired Alpha and her intoxicating scent that you tripped over your feet.

“I'll get you guys new menus, hold on a second.”

“Sorry for the wait. I can take your order whenever you're ready or I can come back and give you guys a few minutes to decide.” You brushed your hair out of your face and smiled.

"I think we're ready to order now sweetheart."

"Okay." You pulled the small notebook out of your apron and flipped it to a blank page. "Whenever you're ready."

“This might be a weird question, but do you guys have cinnamon rolls?”

“Diner speciality made by yours truly.” You smile widely as Charlie lays her menu down on the booth table in front of her. “They usually go super fast but I think we have one or two left. Is that what you’re going with?”

“Yeah, and a cup of coffee to go with it?” You scribbled her order down and smiled at the guy sitting across from her. “And you, sir?”

“You can call me Dean.” You giggled as Dean winked at you and looked over the menu once again. “Bacon cheeseburger and fries. Ohh and a slice of pie.”

“Today’s pie of the day is pecan, if that’s all right.”

“I love pecan pie...”

“Don’t let him fool you, this man loves any pie you could toss at him.”

“It sounds like he loves women pie the most.” You grinned at Charlie who promptly burst into laughter.

“I would never turn down a slice of sweet cherry pie.” Your face flushed again as Dean’s hand brushed against yours. “What do you think sweetheart? You think there’s a possibility of me gettin’ a taste?”

“Dean, what the hell?” Charlie growled low in her throat and you watched as Dean moved his hand away from you.

“You’re handsome Dean, don’t get me wrong, but that was probably one of the creepiest offers I’ve ever received.”

“Hypothetically, if he wasn’t a creep just now, would you have considered it?” You watched Charlie bite her lip in anticipation of your answer.

“Well, a girl needs a good dicking down every once in a while but,” You grinned and looked at Charlie dead on. “I bet you could make me scream in ways I didn’t think was possible.” With a wink, you turned and made a beeline for the kitchen.

"I'm pretty sure your face is the same color as those crawfish we sent out to your favorite old men."

"Why am I allowed to speak? Seriously, Benny - who said 'Oh, all you have to do is talk to the pretty girl that may or may not be your alpha. She'll get a laugh out of you offering yourself up like a full course meal.' What is wrong with me?"

"Ain't nothin' wrong with ya." Benny chuckled as he placed two patties on the grill.

“Feels like it.” You muttered as you plated up the last remaining cinnamon roll. “She’s lucky, this is the last one…”

“How big of a servin’ platter would we need?” Benny snickered as he flipped over the burgers. “I mean, you are just one big cinnamon roll.”

“I’ll show you what this cinnamon roll can do.” You threw your pen at him and Benny laughed harder.

"What's got you all worked up sug?" You jumped as Lizzie placed her hand on your shoulder and you sighed.

"You know that pretty red head that's sitting with ole green eyes out there? That might be Y/N's Alpha and she basically told her she could have Y/N anyway she wanted…"

"I thought you liked guys Y/N?"

"Lizzie, gender has never mattered to me. I like people for who they are." You pulled a clean coffee cup down from the shelf and filled it up. "I also know that I'd love to get to know her before she, ya know… eats me out like a woman starved. Why did I even say that?"

"Yeah, you’re not usually that bold.”

“Benny, how much longer on that burger and fries?”

“I see what you’re trying to do, but this ain’t goin’ away just like that okay? Talk to this girl, get to know her and then see how ya feel. Don’t give up before ya start, you hear me?”

"Yeah, I hear ya."

"Good. Now, go get your tray and take this order out.”

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"Did you order a cinnamon roll because that waitress reminds you of one and you want to devour her or was there another reason?"

“She smells exactly like a cinnamon roll with hints of maple bacon and coffee.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“I can’t get her scent out of my head Dean. I know I barely know her, but I love her..” Charlie groaned and placed her head on the table.

“What are you, a Disney princess meeting her one true love for the first time?"

“YES. no. I don't know. Maybe. Shut up."

"I just feel like you're going ass backwards into this. You fell in love with her at first smell, doesn't that feel weird?"

"I don’t know."

The conversation was dropped as soon as you came back to their table. You smiled as you handed off their order and told them that if they needed anything else, you’d be around.

"I don't know what you did to impress those Alphas, but damn if that's the result every time, I'm keepin' my table next time." You had no idea what she was talking about until she pressed a piece of paper into your hand. There was a small wad of cash in the middle of it, but you pocketed that and unfolded the note.

Y/N, I'm sorry for coming on too strong. Besides the huge ass tip (Charlie's idea), I wanted to give you something to show you that I am truly sorry. Don't lose this, but also don't hurt my sister. - Dean

Forever Tags - @lovetusk @coffee-obsessed-writer @artemisthebadger@littlehotmess26 @mirajanefairytailmage @kazosa @wings-of-a-raven @docharleythegeekqueen @clockworkmorningglory @lefthologramdeer @ellen-reincarnated1967 @holyfuckloueh @buckyscrystalqueen @ilovetaquitosmmmm @n3rdybird @super-fan-of-all-things @disneymarina @sandlee44 @babykalika2001 @mrswhozeewhatsis @fangirlxwritesx67 @mariekoukie6661

#spnabobingo #Love at first smell #Charlie Bradbury x F!Reader #Charlie Bradbury x Reader #Charlie x F!Reader #Charlie x Reader #Alpha!Charlie/Omega!Reader

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welldonebeca · 7 years ago

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A Crush or...

Summary: You’ve always been 100% sure you were interested in men. Then you met Charlie. Pairing: Platonic Sam x Reader; Charlie x Female!Reader if you think of it. Word Counting: 510 words Warnings: Fluff, light angst. Reader has a crush.

If you have a spare dollar, please, consider supporting my writing. Thanks!

You ran your hand through your hair, a million thoughts in your head. You were confused, to say the least. You’ve met Charlie through Sam and Dean and she was the only thing you could think ever since. She was gorgeous and had the most amazing personality, catchy and adorable. The problem? Until the day before you’ve met her, you were sure you were 100% into men.

“What’s up?” Sam questioned.

“Nothing.” You lied.

Your friend turned to you and gave you a very sarcastic look.

“Fine.” You sighed. “I think I have a crush.”

This time, he was surprised.

“Really? On who?”

You felt your cheeks reddening and looked away.

“It’s complicated.”

He gave you a long look and moved his body completely to you.

“Is it me?”

“What?” You looked back at him in surprise. “No!”

He nodded, apparently more relaxed.

“Well, why is it complicated?”

You shifted on your seat.

“It’s... Well... It’s hard to explain. I never thought I would like someone like... You know...” You tripped over your words. “I’m a bit confused.”

“So he is not your usual type?” He questioned.

Well... She, in this case.

“Yes.” You decided to agree. “Way out of what I usually like.”

Sam nodded slowly, crossing his arms and leaning on his chair.

“Ask him out.” He suggested.

Your eyes widened.

“What? I can’t...”

“Yes, you do.”He interrupted you. “Really, just ask him out.”

“I don’t know if he likes women.” You muttered.

Sam looked at you like you were crazy and then laughed to himself.

“Yeah, that’s definitely not Dean.” He decided.

It was your time to stare at him like he was crazy.

“It’s not a Winchester! And it’s not Castiel too!” You exclaimed, sounding almost upset. “You know what, let it go.”

You stood up with an angry motion and he held your wrist.

“Okay, okay.” He lifted his free hand, exposing his palm. “I’ll stop trying to find out who is it. But you really should talk to him. You already have a no, go after that yes.”

You sighed. He was right. You would never know if Charlie was really into you if you talked to her but that wasn’t the point.

“The thing is... It’s not a guy.” You whispered.

Sam looked at you with a surprised look that turned into something more empathic.

“I’ve never fallen for a girl before.” You muttered. “I don’t know if this is a crush or just...”

“How do you feel about them? And think of her as a person without any gender.”

You took a breath.

“They are adorable.” You smiled without noticing. “Just a single smile from them and my legs are shaking like they are made of jelly, my heart races and... Honestly, I really really want to be with them all the time.”

Sam smiled openly.

“You have your answer.” He released your wrist from his grip. “Go talk to her. What’s the worst thing that can happen?”

You took a breath.

“Yeah...” You closed your eyes. “What’s the worst thing that can happen?”

Forever Tags: @lilasiannerd @andyl394 @vaultingphilosophy @wayward-oneshots @theas-bedtime-stories @ria132love @unicorntrooper @ask-realrosetyler @shadowpriestess6 @eileenlikesyou-maybe be @thedyingrose16 @one-more-spn-fan-girl Supernatural tags: @afanofmanystuffs @castiel-angel-of-sass @ef-supernatural @frayedphan @chandlerhuggs @shadowhunter7 Tagging: @riversong-sam @casbabydontgoineedyou Minor humans tag: @casbabydontgoineedyou @casbabydontgoineedyou @casbabydontgoineedyou

#Charlie Bradbury #Charlie Bradbury x Reader #Female!Reader #Sam Winchester #Dean Winchester #Sam Winchester x Reader #F/F #Reader has a crush #fluff #light angst #Charlie Bradbury fluff #Queued #Supernatural #Supernatural fanfiction #Reader-insert

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deanwanddamons · 3 years ago

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GIF Drabble Masterlist

Here is the masterlist for all the drabbles I am writing from you guys sending me in gifs. Thank you to everyone who did! I had such an unexpected amount of responses it is going to take me a while to get through them all, so please, please don’t think I am ignoring you. I will add them to this list as I post. Hope you enjoy.

Money From Pie - Gif submitted by @that-one-gay-girl.

Characters - Dean and Sam Winchester

Warnings - None

Word Count - 861

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Larping? Really? - Gif submitted by @flamencodiva

Characters - Dean Winchester, Charlie Bradbury (mentioned), Y/N.

Warnings - Fluff

Word Count - 795

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Do it! - Gif submitted by @warrior-angel

Characters - Demon!Dean, Sam Winchester, Y/N

Warnings - Demon!Dean. A little bit of angst. A few swears. Guess it’s a little dark.

Word Count - 1071

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Dead Sexy - Gif submitted by @watermelonlipstick

Characters - Sam x F!Reader

Warnings - Descriptions of a dead body, implied smut.

Word Count - 1.8K

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The Sheriff and the Painted Lady - Gif Submitted by @440mxs-wife

Characters - Cowboy!Dean x F!Reader

Warnings - Talk of past trauma, some bullying, a few swears, implied prostitution.

Word Count - 4.8K

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Life Thru A Lens - Gif Submitted by @jarpad24

Characters - Jensen Ackles, Y/N

Warnings - None

Word Count - 1.3K

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Into the Unknown - Gifs submitted by @soaringeag1e and @flamencodiva

Characters - Dean Winchester, Y/N

Warnings - Smut. Oral sex (male receiving), P in V, slight bondage, sub!Dean. It gets a little dark.

Word Count - 1.3K

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Who Ya Gonna Call? - Gifs submitted by @gh0stgurl @rslizj and @snowlovespie

Characters - Jensen Ackles, Y/N

Warnings - Fluff. That’s it really

Word Count - 1.9K

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Wild Ride - Gif submitted by @neganslucille1994

Characters - Demon!Dean, Y/N

Warnings - Smut. A few swears. Demon!Dean being dominant, so elements of dub!con.

Word Count - 473

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Honey, I’m Home - Gif submitted by @gh0stgurl

Characters - Dean, Y/N

Warnings - Smut

Word Count - 384

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Forbidden - Gif submitted by @fandom-princess-forevermore

Characters - Soulless!Sam, Y/N

Warnings - Smut, Ass Play

Word Count - 364

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Our Little Secret - Gif submitted by @gh0stgurl

Characters - Jensen Ackles, Y/N

Warnings - Smut. Oral Sex (female receiving). A few swears

Word Count - 850

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Her Protector - Gifs submitted by @watermelonlipstick and @princessmisery666

Characters - Dean, Y/N

Warnings - Descriptions of a horror movie. MEGA Fluff. Some swears.

Word Count - 3.8K

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No One Will Notice - Gif submitted by @treat-winchesterswith-kindness

Characters - Demon!Dean, Y/N

Warnings - Smut, slight voyeurism, Demon!Dean being a dick.

Word Count - 1.8K

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Trick or Treat - Gif submitted by @kickingitwithkirk

Characters- Dean, Sam, Y/N

Warnings - None. Just a silly one shot for the Halloween season.

Word Count - 1.6K

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Down on Dean - Gif submitted by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

Characters - Dean, Y/N

Warnings - 18+ SMUT, Extremely NSFW, Rimming (M receiving), Pegging, Lots of swears. Please heed these warnings! It may not be your thing.

Word Count - 3K

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Santa Baby - Gif submitted by @gh0stgurl

Characters - Jensen, Y/N

Warnings - None. Just a fluffy one shot for the holiday season.

Word Count - 1.8K

#supernatural fiction #supernatural #dean winchester fanfic #dean winchester fanfiction #sam winchester fanfiction

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fangirleaconmigo · 3 years ago

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tagged by @rawrkinjd, thanks Rawr!

What is your total word count on AO3?

414,450

How many fandoms have you written for?

I've only publicly posted fic for The Witcher and Good Omens. But I have some Supernatural hiding on my gdrive.

What were your top 5 fics by kudos?

Posada Remix

I Lied

Paying Attention

Marbles

Uncommon

Do you respond to comments - why, why not?

Yes! That's my favorite part.

What's your fic with the angsty-est ending?

Maybe Marbles? (Geralt amnesia fic), it ends with Geralt and Jaskier deciding to stand by each other no matter what comes. But notably, it does not end with Geralt regaining his memories. I just like it when characters decide that their pasts or memories don't define them. But I know for some people, that may not have been a perfectly 'happy' ending.

Do you write crossovers?

I've written one crossover between Supernatural and Angel. I shipped Charlie Bradbury with Winifred Burkle. It was fun. Oh! And Posada Remix is a Witcher show/book crossover fic (inter-dimensional travel, portal adventure) if that counts.

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I've received strenuous criticism. Annoyed objections. Since I write a lot of Jaskier, the (very passionate) part of fandom that feels (very passionately) that he shouldn't be popular, or that he is idealized by the fandom, contacts me directly to air their grievances and to correct any related failings on my part. It is about as fun as it sounds.

Have you ever had a story stolen?

Someone took I Lied, ran it through Google Translate, and slapped it on Wattpad in awkward Google-fied-German. Because of Wattpad content restrictions, they cut it off literally right before Geralt and Jaskier had sex. The commenters were like W T F why would you stop it THERE?? lmao (I had it taken down)

Have you ever had a fic translated?

That was the only time.

What is your all time favourite pairing?

It is legitimately difficult to narrow it down for the witcher fandom. Geralt x Eskel probably hits everything I love best. Childhood best friends -> lovers. Long, epic relationship with devotion and loyalty. That's my shit. But I also love Geraskier, Jaskier/Eskel, and so many others. Here are two rarepair rec posts where I flail about the others. 1 and 2.

For non-witcher...my all time favorite couple is either Mulder x Scully, or Crowley x Aziraphale (Good Omens).

What is a fic you would like to finish but don't think you ever will?

I have a fic started on my gdrive where Jaskier is hired to spy on Filavandrel because the elves are threatening to take back Dol Blathanna. While on assignment, he finds out some shocking news about his parentage that throws all of his political loyalties (and everything he knows about his identify and family) into question. There is also Geralt, Ciri, and a lot of subplots. But I just have TOO MANY wips and TOO MANY ideas, so I don't think I will ever finish or post it.

Writing strengths?

I don't know, really, as far as the finished product. I put a lot of passion into what I write, a lot of love for the characters, and respect for the readers. I hope that shines through.

Writing weaknesses?

I'm slow asf. People probably think I'm neglecting wips that take forever to update. But I write almost every day. That is just how long it takes me. I used to post faster, but that was because I was stuck in the house during lockdown in front of my laptop writing 8-9 hours every day. I am back at work now and no longer have time to do that. Now I write like 1-3 hours most days.

Oh, I also want to improve my prose. My metaphors need work. And I want to get better at writing sex scenes.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages?

I have put Elder in my fics, if that's what this means?

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Supernatural. But none of that is finished or posted. So Witcher.

What's your favourite fic?

Of mine? Probably The Song of Geralt? I think its my best work and there's so much feeling in it. But it's in first person, so people tend to click out of it pretty quickly. You can tell that by the kudos rate. But the comments by people who do read it are lovely.

I also reread It's Hard to be the Bard (Jaskier x Eskel soulmate fic) fairly often because it feels a little bit healing for me? Which is, I guess, the point.

Anyone who wants to do this, please feel free to do it! I'll tag a few, but please don't feel pressured. Also, if you've already been tagged, I'm sorry... @beginte @kueble @dapandapod @alllthequeenshorses @kushielsmercy

#tag game #writing fic

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holylulusworld · 5 years ago

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The end of my empire

Summary: Dean Winchester, notorious mobster, lady killer – the man holding your life in his hands.

A/N: I had a request for a stripper!reader fic with Dean so here we go with a mini-series to this request.

Pairing: Mobster!Reader x Stripper!Reader

Characters: Sam Winchester, Benny LaFitte, Charlie Bradbury, Bobby Singer, Cole Trenton, OFC’S

Warnings: angst, arguments, sad reader, Benny being a good bro, scared reader, hurt & comfort, mentions if injuries/knee pain, violence

A/N: Y/M/N = your mother’s name; Y/F/N = your father’s name

Explosive - Masterlist

“What else can we do to ease her pain? I had hoped that after she got over Nick that Y/N has a chance to become happy. Sadly, the ballet company didn’t give her a chance and now her career is completely ruined.” Your mother sniffles showing Bobby the result of your examination.

“Looks bad, Y/M/N. According to Alex, the damage is irreversible. The swelling and inflammation didn’t help, though. I should’ve ripped that boy a new one.” Bobby grumbles, remembering your shaking form when he arrived at your mothers’ shop.

“That man, she’s in love with him. We can help her with money, her knee, and everything else but healing her heart again is an impossible task.”

Your father holds back a sob when he looks at the picture of you in your tutu and ballet shoes. The picture he keeps in his wallet since you are five years old.

“She was so talented, and that bastard ruined everything.”

“We both know that Y/F/N, but what can I do? Nick lied and we could only arrest him for drunk driving. Y/N made the mistake to admit she urged her idjit of a boyfriend on to drive faster.” While your mother sighs, your father balls his hands into fists.

“I will kill that man if he ever gets close to my munchkin again. He has no right to come here and fake he wants to apologize for treating my girl like …” Crossing his arms over his chest your father’s features darken. “I will not repeat that word.”

“Dean Winchester is a dangerous man. He has clubs, money and according to the feds – he’s involved in a lot of more than shady deals.” Bobby opens a folder to show your father the information he got from Cole Trenton.

“I am not afraid of a bastard. At my best times, I ran three of those guys over. I will not cower for such a pathetic little shit.” Panting your father jumps up and your mother admires the gang tattoo at his right arm.

“Darling.” Your mother gently pats your fathers’ arm when she steps closer to him.

Even after being married for over 25 years, her heart flutters when her husband gets mad. It reminds her of his ‘wild times’. “It sounds like Dean Winchester is a mobster, not just a wild guy with a bike.”

“We all know Y/F/N, I and Rufus weren’t only youngsters with a bike, Y/M/N. Back then we did a lot of illegal stuff, you know that but…” Closing the manila folder Bobby sighs. “That agent, he said Dean is dangerous, even threaten to kill Y/N but…”

“But…?” Rage in his eyes your father glares at Bobby. “Why didn’t you arrest that monster?”

“Cole Trenton gives me bad vibes. The way he talked about that Winchester guy, the way he reacted when I told him about Y/N and that Dean came here to find her made my stomach churn. I do not trust that guy.”

Bobby finally gets up to place one hand onto your fathers’ shoulder. “I promise that the Winchester boy will not get the chance to hurt your girl, but we shouldn’t involve that fed.”

“I trust your guts, Bobby. If you are telling me the FBI guy is fishy, I believe you…”

“Why can’t you just leave me alone?” Robbing toward the edge of the bed you try to get up, but Dean holds you back. He can see you are in pain again and leaves the bed to pick you up. “Let me down I want to go to the bathroom.”

“I can help you with the toilette, Sweetheart.” Face deadpan, lips pressed into a thin line you glare at Dean. “No problem.”

“I want to have a warm bath to help my knee relax. I can do it alone…” Grumbling you rub your hand over your knee. “Mom helps me when she’s around.”

“I can do this too, Baby Girl. Let me help you, please. I’ll do anything to make you feel better.”

“Let me go and never come back – this makes me feel better.” Your eyes fill with tears, but you refuse to let them out. “You damaged me enough. Just look for another girl you can play with.”

“I never played with you, Y/N. Yes, I was an idiot, a monster, and the man hurting you but please believe me it was only as I never could trust anyone but my brother and myself. All women, friends, and even family turned me down for a few bugs.”

“My mom will strike you down with a pan again. Dad will run you over with his bike and Uncle Bobby will arrest your ass.” Arms crossed over your chest; lips pursed you groan as Dean carries you into the bathroom.

“I thought about what you said, Y/N. Maybe it’s time that I give up something important. I could give up my clubs and give them to Sammy. He was better at running the business from the beginning.”

Silent you do not react to Dean’s words. All you do is to grasp for the washbasin when Dean carefully places you onto your feet. “Wait, I’ll run the bath and help you undress…”

“Forget it! I will not let you help me undress.” Your eyes narrow and you slap his cheek harshly, only to lose balance and end up in his arms again.

“I hate you! You’re like Nick. He promised to love me, promised he would never even look at another girl. But then I got hurt and he replaced me with another girl in a blink of an eye.“

“Baby Girl, I did not replace you. All those months I was sulking in my room and slept on your side of the bed. I desperately tried to forget you but…” Pressing his lips to your hair Dean sighs. “I can’t forget my fairy. If you give me the chance, I’ll prove I can be the man you want, the one you deserve.”

“Dean, just let me go. I can never believe anything you say as when I needed you the most, you weren’t there. Even worse, you caused more pain than anyone before.” When you hear the front door, you panic. “My parents are back; you need to go.”

“I’ll not leave you alone. Whatever your mom wants to do with the pan to me, I’ll bear it.” Dean states but you push against his chest. “I’ll stay in town no matter what you say.”

“Fine. We can talk tomorrow but now go!”

“I’ll be there, Sweetheart…” Dean lifts you easily to help you sit on the edge of the bathtub. “Shame you didn’t let me undress you…”

You do not smile or look at Dean, but you toss a bottle of shampoo at him and he smirks. “Love you too, Y/N…”

“Hello, Ms. Y/L/N.” Your blood freezes and your hands start to shake when Cole Trenton out of all people stands in your mother’s café.

“I’d like to continue our conversation from a few months ago. We still haven’t found Mr. Winchester's latest victim but it’s only a matter of time.”

“Get out of my mom’s café and this town! You ruined everything. Dean he…he got mad and hurt me. You ruined my relationship; my knee and my job now leave town, or I’ll call my Uncle Bobby!”

Limping toward your purse you want to call Bobby, but Cole grasps your arm harshly and your mother drops a plate with pie.

“Let my daughter go! Do you have no manners? Grabbing a girl who can barely stand on her injured leg. You…you monster!”

Ready to attack Cole your mother grabs her rolling pin, ready to split his head but the door swings open and Dean, followed by Benny and Sam steps into the café.

“I think,” Dean dips his head, glaring at Cole. “The friendly lady said you shall let go of her daughter. If you are here to arrest me, do so. If not shove your ass out of the store and keep your hands off my girl.” While Benny pats his gun, Dean and Sam step closer to Cole.

“Last warning, Mr. Trenton, or shall I call you fake agent?” Charlie peeks out from behind Sam, waving at you. “Hi! I am Charlie.”

“Fake agent?” Gaping at Cole who still won’t let go of your arm you sniffle. “Let go of me!”

“What the…!” Bobby’s eyes dart from Benny who’s ready to shoot Cole to the agent holding your arm in a painfully tight grip to Dean who looks like he wants to rip Cole’s throat out with his teeth.

“I am Sheriff Singer, and this is my town. Let go of miss Y/L/N or I need to arrest you.”

“I am a federal agent.” Bobby huffs, recognizing Cole’s face.

“I don’t care if you are the Queen of England. This is my town, the girl you are hurting is my goddaughter and I am sure the gentlemen next to me would gladly help me get you out of this nice establishment.”

Reluctantly Cole let go of you and Dean lunges forward to slam his fist into the grinning agent's face.

“That wasn’t smart, Winchester.” Dean doesn’t care Cole snickers, nor does he flinch when the agent gets his handcuffs out. “I will arrest you for…”

Dean carefully picks you up to bring you away from Cole who tries to end his speech but Sam and Benny step closer, along with a pissed Bobby Singer.

“I think you did not understand me. I’ll explain it to you as if you are a toddler.” Bobby checks on you in Dean’s arms, a soft smile on his lips as you hide your face in Dean’s chest.

“This is my town. This is my territory and you dared to lay a finger on my goddaughter. According to your boss, the case against Mr. Winchester is one big lie.

You and your lovely fake witness Lisa Braeden tried to create a case against him and threatened my goddaughter. I saw the video you vulture dared to touch her during an interrogation. I talked your boss and he said I can arrest you if you are stupid enough to get close to Y/N.”

While Cole follows Bobby outside, a dark look on his face when his boss exits his car your mother tightens the grip on her rolling pin as she steps toward Dean who refuses to let you down.

“I’ll give you ten seconds to let go of my daughter or I swear I’ll rip you a new one.” Benny snickers while Sam takes a step backward.

“One…”

“Ma’am, I can assure you I will not hurt Y/N.” Dean gasps when your mother pokes the end of the rolling pin into his bicep.

“Two…”

“Please, I apologized and will do anything Y/N wants as I love her. I…I made a terrible mistake but I called my brother and friends to show my Sweethart, that I want to change and give up my old life.” Your mother gives Dean a disapproving grunt before she pokes him again.

“Three…”

“Dude, maybe you should let Y/N down and talk to her later. That asshole got arrested and we will stay in town for a few days…” Sam tries but Dean presses you closer to his chest.

“No…” He’s eyeing the rolling pin warily, gulps even when your mother swings it.

“Four…”

“Mrs. Y/L/N, I love your daughter. Maybe I do not deserve forgiveness, no that’s sure but I’ll do anything to get her back. You can hit me hard with that thing but I’ll not let her go.” Dean presses a soft kiss to your hair and you stir in his arms.

“Five…” Blinking Dean carefully places you onto a chair, covering your shaking form with his jacket before he nods at your mother.

“Do it!”

“I am not joking you…you bad guy.” Poking the rolling pin into Dean’s chest your mother keeps an eye on the mobster while she tries to check on your arm. “I should have hit that bastard.”

“I am sure he will get what he deserves, ma’am. Do you mind if we order some pie?” Benny rumbles.

“Pie...” Dean looks at the pie, licking his lips while your mother keeps him at arm's length with the rolling pin.

“Sammy?” Looking for help, advice, or anything to keep your mother from killing him Dean glances at his brother.

“Sorry, Dean but this is your problem.”

Benny smirks while he walks toward the counter to order pie for Sam, Charlie, and himself. “I want pie too.” Whining Dean looks at the pie. “I love me some pie.”

“Rules, Winchester.” Your mother looks at you with worried eyes when you finally speak. “I want to live here. I will not leave and if you want me, you’ll have to stay here with me.”

“Will I get free pie?” Angrily poking Dean’s chest your mother shakes her head. “You’ll have to pay for it, idjit.”

“What else do you want? Maybe I can help you with fulfilling your dream…” Dean looks at your knee and you need to stifle a sob.

“It’s ruined, always was. There is no dream left…but…”

“But…?” Dean kneels to grasp for your hand. “What dream? Tell me and I’ll help you…”

“I want to save the dance school in town. I learned to dance with Mrs. Carson and always imagined becoming like her. A retired ballerina teaching young girls and boys how to dance.”

Looking at your knee you sniffle silently. “Guess I am not allowed to call me a ballerina…not even a retired one.”

“I’ll buy it for you. We can do together. I am the big bad guy making sure that no one messes with our school and you can teach the girls.” Dean exclaims while you downcast your eyes.

“It’s just a stupid dream, nothing worth trying.”

“No…no. It’s your dream, Sweetheart. I’ll buy the school and every fucking pie in this café. We will make it…please…” He’s picking you up in bridal style, a smug grin on his face. “Mrs. Y/L/N I’ll kidnap your daughter to have a look at the school.”

“It’s a rotten building and no one dances…” Your mother stops talking when you look up at Dean who tells you he’ll make sure the dance school will be yours.

“Can you tell me where to rent an apartment? I’d like to not sleep at that motel or my car again.” Hopefully looking at your mother Dean gives her his most charming smile.

“We don’t have free apartments. Only this huge house at the end of the street, but that’s for sale and expensive.” Humming you smile.

“I liked to sneak through the fence and have a look at the house. I was huge and they had a backyard with roses and other flowers. It was nice…”

“You liked it?” Dean looks at your happy face and he knows; you love the memory of the house.

“My friends and I imagined what it looks like inside and sneak in one day. There was this fireplace as high as the whole living room and shelves full of books. It looked like in a fairytale.”

“I’ll buy it for you, and we can restore it…” Not accepting any argument Dean looks at the cherry pie. “We will eat the pie and we’ll look at the houses later. Your mom can come with us to witness that I’ll not hurt you.”

“We shouldn’t, Dean. You should go back to your life.”

“No. My life is empty and loveless without you, Sweetheart. If I have to live in this small town, run a dance school and buy a house straight out of a fairytale, so be it. Dean Winchester will retire…which means…”

“Which means?” Your mother cocks a brow, still the rolling pin in her hands.

“This is the end of my empire…”

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the-and-sign-anon · 4 years ago

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Girl’s Day

Pairing: Charlie Bradbury x reader (platonic)

Summary: Charlie stops by the bunker to visit and discovers that Y/N has been learning about human life solely from Bobby and the Winchesters, so she decides to take the archangel out for a girls only day.

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“Sam, Dean, I’m stealing the archangel for the day.”

“Okay, have f- wait.” Sam looked up from his laptop when he processed what Charlie said. “Why are you taking Y/N?”

“Girl’s day.”

When Dean simply raised an eyebrow, Charlie sighed.

“I’m going to teach our dear archangel here about the things you guys have clearly forgotten. She told me she’s been wearing the same flannel and pants you gave her the first day you met.”

“Cas wears the same suit and trench coat every day.”

“Those are his clothes. Y/N is just wearing what you gave her, so I’m taking her to find something for herself. And she needs time with other girls.”

The brothers looked at each other for a moment, then back at Charlie and Y/N.

“She’s got a point. We’re the only people she regularly spends time with and we haven’t taught her everything yet.”

“Yeah, yeah. Go have fun you two.” Just as they walked past to the garage, Dean yelled one more thing.

“Take any car but Baby! She stays here!”

“Got it!” Charlie smiled sweetly at her new friend. “We can take whichever car you want.”

The archangel took a moment to look over the dozen vehicles in the garage before approaching a light blue four-door car and glancing back to Charlie for approval.

“1953 Chevy Bel-Air.” The redhead looked a little impressed. “Good choice.”

The two climbed in, buckled up, and were then on their way to the nearest mall. During the drive, Charlie turned on the radio and rolled down all the windows. Y/N, with gentle encouragement from Charlie, leaned her head out the window and closed her eyes. She decided she liked the feeling of the sun on her face and the wind through her hair; neither were unfamiliar sensations, but she’d never felt them from a car ride before. It was nice. Charlie kept the radio loud the entire time, excitedly singing along to each song she knew and trying to focus on the road instead of the archangel next to her. The happy hacker had only met Y/N a few times and she had always seemed subdued and quiet like Cas, but she was seeing a whole new side of her now.

Y/N kept sticking her hand out the window too to feel the pressure of the wind, then pulling it back in to let her skin tingle and the hairs on her forearm settle again. Despite having been free of her prison for four years, the whole world still felt so new and bright to her. Every experience was to be cherished and each feeling explored.

When a song that sounded familiar finally came on the radio, she pulled her head back in the car for a moment to smile at Charlie and tell her.

“I know this one! I know it!”

Charlie allowed her attention to turn to her very excited passenger for just a second.

“You know Hot Chelle Rae? When it ends, tell me how you know this.”

Charlie then cranked the volume higher and both women sang along to Tonight Tonight as the old car flew down the road.

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“Okay, stay close when we’re inside. Malls can get a little busy sometimes and we don’t want to lose track of each other.”

“Of course. I won’t lose you in the mall, I promise.”

Charlie locked the car behind her as Y/N followed her into the building and asked her companion how she knew the song.

“Sam says I need to know more current music than Dean does, so he bought me a radio. I keep it in my room, but I don’t listen to it very often. One night, after Cas said I shouldn’t wander out of the bunker without telling anyone, I turned the radio on instead and that song came on. I liked it, so when it ended I kept changing stations until I heard it again. I guess my grace affected it, because it was all I heard on any station the rest of the night.”

“Huh. Cool!”

The two women entered the mall and the next few hours were spent looking through all the stores and getting lunch, Charlie explaining as many things as she could to the perpetually confused archangel. After dumping their garbage and leaving the food court, Charlie turned to her friend.

“Alright, Y/N. Now it’s time for the work to begin. You need some clothes of your own. Can you think of anything you want to try on?”

“Hmm…” Y/N looked around at the clothing stores. There were so many options; before the Cage, the humans had such simple clothing and so few choices. So much had changed.

When Charlie took in the blank look on Y/N’s face, she decided to give her a direction.

“How about this? We can go to the left first, then the right. We can grab whatever you think looks nice and you can try it on in the dressing rooms?”

“Okay.”

It took nearly two hours and six different stores, but Y/N came bouncing out of the mall that evening in a brand new outfit that actually fit her, Charlie following behind with a smile on her face. Y/N had been a bit confused about having different clothes for different times of day or special occasions, but Charlie patiently explained it all to her and helped her pick a few outfits to rotate through.

While Charlie started the car, Y/N buckled her seatbelt and fidgeted with her clothes. The new jeans and gray sneakers she wore were comfortable and she liked the blue and white striped shirt, but her jacket was her favorite part. As soon as she saw it, she had pulled Charlie over to look at it and insisted on trying it on. It reminded her of the one Gabriel had worn; the same soft material, the same olive green color. It brought her an old kind of comfort that she hadn’t felt since she’d lost her youngest brother.

She smiled and hung out the window and closed her eyes like she had that morning, soaking in every second of freedom. Charlie hung her own hand out the window and took the long way back to the bunker. The radio wasn’t quite so loud as before, instead playing relaxed tunes that neither of them knew, but loved all the same.

Sam, Dean, and Castiel were seated around the map table in the war room when Y/N and Charlie came through the bunker door. Cas looked up from his book and couldn’t help but smile at his sister’s new look. She seemed happier than he’d seen in a long time. Dean and Sam both greeted them and Sam offered them some of the pizza still in the box next to him.

The rest of the evening was spent chatting peacefully and laughing. When everyone went to bed near midnight, Y/N still had a small smile on her face. She liked Charlie. Definitely one of her favorite humans.

#my writing #reader insert #female reader #supernatural #supernatural x archangel! reader #supernatural x reader #archangel! reader #charlie bradbury #charlie #charlie bradbury x reader (platonic)#heavenly ties #sam winchester #dean winchester #castiel #haven writes

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ao3feed-destiel-02 · 11 months ago

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Wayward Daughter

Wayward Daughter https://ift.tt/v3AuO6D by seniaasaysstuff05 Where Alexandra Potter is finally found. Mysteries are unraveled and chaos Insues. Watching the Series, Supernatural x Harry Potter. FEM! Oc x Dean Winchester x Castiel. Chapters will show bits and pieces of all the seasons. But will mainly focus of Alexandra and Dean’s romance. Crossposted from my wattpad @moonromano. Only on Wattpad and Ao3. So if you see this on any other platform, please let me know! Words: 810, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Bobby Singer (Supernatural), Cain (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Jessica Moore (Supernatural), James Potter, John Winchester, Rowena MacLeod, Meg | Demon Possessing Meg Masters, Barty Crouch Jr., Regulus Black, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Harry Potter, Original Supernatural (TV) Character(s), Blaise Zabini, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Daphne Greengrass, Ginny Weasley, Angelina Johnson, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Oliver Wood, Azazel (Supernatural), Balthazar (Supernatural) Relationships: Dean Winchester/Original Female Character(s), Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel/Dean Winchester/Reader, Jessica Moore/Sam Winchester, Draco Malfoy/Theodore Nott/Blaise Zabini, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Regulus Black/Barty Crouch Jr., Regulus Black & Sirius Black, Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Ellen Harvelle/Bobby Singer, John Winchester’s A+ parenting - Relationship, Charlie Bradbury/Jo Harvelle, Cain & Dean Winchester, Gabriel & Rowena MacLeod, Gabriel/Rowena MacLeod, Donna Hanscum/Jody Mills Additional Tags: watching the movies, watching the series, Season/Series 01, Reaction, Protective Dean Winchester, Bisexual Dean Winchester, Domestic Fluff, Romance, Established Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Stanford Era (Supernatural), Alive Jessica Moore (Supernatural), Protective Bobby Singer (Supernatural), Parental Ellen Harvelle, Parental Bobby Singer (Supernatural), lily potter is salty asf, Parental Rowena MacLeod, Mark of Cain (Supernatural), Parental Gabriel (Supernatural), Badass Death the Horseman (Supernatural), Fix-It, John Winchester Has Issues, Sam Winchester's Demonic Powers, Original Character(s), Married Ellen Harvelle/Bobby Singer, Angels are Dicks (Supernatural) via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/z8VsLag January 07, 2024 at 04:20PM

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester'#Destiel #ao3feed #ao3feed Destiel #Destiel fanfic #Dean Winchester/Castiel #Castiel/Dean Winchester #Dean x Castiel #Castiel x Dean

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sorenmarie87 · 5 years ago

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So what do you want to see first?

Summary: You go on a date with Charlie to the aquarium.

Pairing(s)/Character(s): Charlie x F!Reader. Sam and Dean (mentioned)

Word Count: 233

Warning(s): This is just fluff.

A/N: Mel gave me the prompt jellyfish to write so that I wouldn’t overthink before my doctor’s appointment the other day. Realized while writing this, that I’ve never been to an aquarium... so that’s why I didn’t go further~ Not beta’d so any mistakes are my own. I also don’t own any of the pictures used in my aesthetics.

Charlie waved her hand in front of your face with a grin. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re adorable when you start rambling about jellyfish?”

“You’d probably be the only one to find my babbling cute. Everyone else tells me to shut up about it.”

“Rude, first of all.” That got a short laugh out of you as Charlie took your hand into hers. “Second, the next time someone says that to you, point ‘em out and let me at them.”

You squeezed Charlie’s hand and moved forward in the line. “I’ll remember that for next time. Now, do you have our passes?”

“Right here.” She smiled again and pulled the two cards from her jacket pocket. “As if I’d forget these.”

“You know it still surprises me that the boys bought these for my birthday.”

“They were stumped on what to get you for a present, so I helped guide them in the right direction.” She smiled when you kissed her on the cheek. “Don’t worry, I have a special present for you later tonight.”

“I can’t wait to get inside.” The line moved forward again and you practically squealed when it was your turn at the ticket booth. Charlie handed your passes to the attendant, who scanned them and made your way inside.

“So what do you want to see first?”

“I think you already know the answer to that.”

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#SPN drabbles #Charlie x Reader #Charlie x F!Reader #Charlie Bradbury x Reader #Charlie Bradbury x F!Reader #Reader Insert #Supernatural drabbles

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pendragonfics · 8 years ago

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Lesbionage

Paring: Charlie Bradbury/Reader

Tags: female reader, fluff, crack, humour, lesbians, GoT references, Parks & Rec references, Harry Potter references, comic-con

Summary: Reader meets Charlie in the most Charlie way, and through her, finds a life in hunting.

Word Count: 807

Posting Date: 2016-05-23

Current Date: 2017-05-12

The day was hot - the kind of day where all sweat turns to glue, and actual glue turns to sludge, and wearing wigs were more torturous than ever. This was you - a wig-wearing, Danereys Taragen cosplaying San Diego comicon-goer. Everyone around you asked politely for photos, and with your brother (b/n) beside you dressed as Viserys, nobody gave you too much trouble.

Except the fact that under your dress it was way too hot. And there was nothing your brother could fix about that.

"Sucks that the weather decided to screw monumentally today," a voice says beside you.

Turning, you gasp. She most certainly isn't wearing a wig. Her entire being radiates Sansa Stark - from her golden ginger roots to her pearly skin, and her warm eyes.

She's your dream girl.

The girl you'd always pictured yourself with when everyone else was talking about future husbands. She's utter and complete perfection.

"Y-yeah," you stutter, a blush staining your cheeks. Stutter? Khaleesi doesn't stutter. "It does."

The Sansa cosplayer sticks out her hand. "The name's Charlie. Bradbury. I was kinda hoping -,"

Your brother caught wind of what was happening, and turned to her with a dark brow. "Is she giving you trouble?" He asked you.

You shake your head. "No, (b/n), it's cool." An idea came to mind, and you added, "Why don't you go and try to find that Darth Maul lightsaber replica you wanted?"

And that's how you met Charlie.

It's also how you found your way into a place where mythical monsters and unbelievably attractive people seemed to be flocking toward danger. Well, it wasn't until a year after you met, almost to the day when two guys burst into your shared apartment, speaking language straight out of a poorly thought out D & D game.

The Winchesters.

"I'm Sam, this is my brother Dean," the tall one introduced, and you suspected he was slightly taken aback by being faced by two girls, each armed with a replica sword, "Which of you is Charlie?"

Your girlfriend gulped. "Me? Are you cops? I swear, it wasn't me. Well, I did it, but it was for charity!"

You lifted your sword to the short one, Dean. "Why are you two in here in the first place? Wrecking our Harry Potter merch and knocking the DVDs over? We were sleeping!" You protest.

"I'm Charlie Bradbury," your girlfriend voiced, her tone tiny. "This is _______ ________. What did I do?"

Fast forward two years, multitudes of PT-SD causing encounters with creatures ranging from leviathans to pixies, and that's how you and Charlie are where you are now: sitting in the lounge room of the bunker, struggling to keep your eyes open through "one more episode!" of Parks and Recreation.

"Charlie why," you yawn, "is this show so perfect?" You're watching the episode where Leslie is filibustering on roller skates.

She beams. "I'm glad I've gotten you to watch it! It's just like our lives as hunters. We don't always get the credit we deserve for our jobs, but it's worthwhile."

You snort, nudging her slightly. "You got that all from a show about a local government?"

Charlie laughed. "Yeah, and you're basically the Anne Perkins to my Leslie Knope."

You blush. "I'm Anne? I can totally picture you as Leslie, little miss sunshine."

At this, her ringtone blared, the familiar opening bar of Walking on Sunshine. Charlie squinted, and pausing the TV, opened the line. "This is Charlie, rhymes with Harley, I don't own a motorbike, what's up?"

As she spoke the little opening statements that happen on the phone, you began to clean up the couch - fix the cushions Kevin insisted on, pick up the spilt popcorn, straighten out the blanket.

"Okay, sure, we'll be there as soon as we can. Hold on." Charlie lowered the phone, and tapping your knee, blurted, in the most least calm tone, "Sam and Dean need help with a ghost a town over. I said we're doing it."

In your excitement, you throw the snuggle blanket over the couch. "Ghost busting and Parks and Recreation? Gee, you know exactly what my ideal date night is."

Charlie beamed. "Let's go salt and burn and kick a ghost's pasty ass!" She hung up the line, and rushed toward the emergency duffles packed to spontaneous trips and the garage. You knew she would take her sunshine coloured car - even if there were dozens of classics to choose from.

Running in hot pursuit, you added, slightly off beat, "How can you kick a ghost's ass?"

"Lesbionage." Charlie laughed, unlocking the garage.

You couldn't help but frown. "Is that the words espionage and lesbian mixed together? Because I highly approve." You dumped the duffles in the boot, and grabbing extra weapons, whisper dramatically, "We are true artists of lesbionage, something the hotshot Winchesters can never be!"

#charlie bradbury #charlie supernatural #charlie bradbury x reader #charlie supernatural x reader #charlie spn x reader #supernatural #supernatural fanfic #chaotic--lovely #pendragonfics #f/f #Female reader

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lettersofwrittencollective · 5 years ago

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Please note you can ask/request for any of the characters but know that if it’s a version of our boys where they are not themselves (Cain!Dean) it is going to take me a little longer to get the work out as i will need to rewatch a few episodes or the season to get a handle on the. character, with any kind of trope or idea but I do not write RPF -

Main Masterlist

To try and make this more mobile friendly, I have decided to try a new way of listing fics

Title {Pairing} (if needed will notate smut or dark here) Summary(if requested this will be listed after) {and then anything additional.}

Charlie Bradbury

One Shots

A New Years Surprise {x Gender Neutral Reader} You’ve been avoiding seeing her since the accident but sitting there, staring out the window, you make a decision that leads to quite a wonderful start. {Written for SPN Quote Bingo}

Dean Winchester

One Shots

Confessions {x Female!Reader} When Dean finds some stitches on you, it leads to yelling and storming and then confessing.

The Gift {Alpha!Dean x Omega!F Reader} You had been born to a family of Alpha’s… you had trained as an Alpha so when you had presented as an Omega, well it took your brother’s unique form of encouragement for you to accept it and the sight of him… {{Written for SPN A/B/O Bingo}}

The Gift- Mated {Alpha!Dean x Omega!F Reader} Having met your Alpha, it’s just nature that you take him {{Written for SPN A/B/O Bingo}}

The Gift - Reflection (Alpha!Dean x Omega!F Reader} You take a moment to reflect on some of the time you’ve spent with your mate as you’re heavy with more pups to come {{Written for SPN A/B/O Bingo}}

I Like You Begging… Do it Again { x Female!Reader} (smut) You had been dancing round Dean for year. When you get invited to a wedding, things finally seem to go your way.

Just a Release {x Female Reader} (smut) After a hunt gone terribly wrong, you need Dean to make you forget but he knows what you really need. {{Written for Kinktober 2019 (Spanking kink)}}

My Wet Dream {x Reader} (smut) Dean calls you to help with a case involving a Succubus. Only, the case also involves an Incubus which leads to you and Dean admitting your feelings for each other. (Prompt: “Do you wish things were different?”)

Our First Time {x Reader} (smut) Nightmares had led to an awkward morning but when you get back to the bunker and Sam beats you to the shower you find that you’re not upset about them in the least. {{Written for Kinktober 2019 (Biting kink)}}

Petrichor and Cedar {Alpha!Dean x Omega!F Reader} (smut) You go to the bar one night, just wanting to get out of the house when there’s a smell that knocks you off your feet and sends you into unexpected arms. (Nonnie Request: Could you do a Dean x reader ABO where the two of them don’t even realize that she’s his mate? They just end up hooking up in a bar and Dean claims her only for sammy later tells them she’s their sister? (this is not going to be exact, the sister part is being cut out) {{Written for Kinktober 2020 (ABO Kink) along with SPN A/B/O Card }}

Stretched Limits { x Reader} Dean and you push yourself past a soft limit and you get a chance to learn if you like it or not.

Take My Breath {x Chelsea} (smut) The thing about wearing one of Deans flannels is that it always gets him going, even when she’s just folding laundry. {{Written for Kinktober2020 (Breathplay kink)}}

TikTok Challenge {Alpha!Dean x Omega!Gender Neutral Reader} It’s just a day where Dean indulges you and the two of you try out a TikTok challenge you’d seen going around. {{Written for SPN A/B/O Bingo}}

Drabbles:

Where {x reader} (smut) Frustrated, you make a call to a certain hunter, hoping he can help you out and as he does, you learn where he is. {{Written for Kinktober 2019 (Phone Sex) Drabble}}

#reader insert #supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel

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waywardaardvark79 · 5 years ago

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Check Yes or No Part 4: Problem, Brother?

Summary: You've been best friends with Dean Winchester since childhood. When you finally realize what's been in front of you this entire time will secrets threaten to destroy what you have before it really even begins.

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: language

An incessant buzzing pulled you from your sleep. You blindly reached over and started patting your hand around on your nightstand trying to find your phone. You finally wrapped your fingers around it and cracked your eyes open to see who in the world was calling you at 6:00 AM on a Saturday only to be met with no missed calls or texts.

You tossed your phone back on the nightstand and a moment later a strong arm was wrapped around your waist and pulling you backwards. "What're you doin'?" asked Dean in a sleep cracked voice.

You snuggled back into him, "Thought I heard my phone." you said.

You felt his legs tangle with yours, "Turn it off." he said.

Just as you were starting to drift back to sleep the buzzing started again. You elbowed Dean, "It has to be yours. Shut it up." you demanded. He didn't move, and the phone continued to buzz. "Oh my God, De, get your fucking phone." you said as you continued to elbow him.

"S'it's not mine. Nobody calls me this early." he grumbled.

You finally felt him roll over and was graced with a symphony of banging and cursing as he tried to locate his phone. "Aha." you heard as he finally found it, then silence, and no movement.

You turned on your side to face him, and watched as he stared intently at his phone. You reached out and grasped his arm, "Everything ok?" you asked.

He quickly turned his phone off, and looked over at you with a look you couldn't quite place. "Yeah, just Benny. He needs an extra set of hands today." he said.

You groaned, "We better get up then. Don't forget you have to drive me to work." you reminded.

You pulled the covers off of your body and slowly sat up on the side of the bed, thankful that you were only staying open until 1 today. You stood up and stretched and heard a mumbled, "Jesus Christ." from behind you.

You looked over your shoulder back at Dean, "What?" He ran his hand over his face, "Sweetheart, you better put some clothes on or I'm draggin' you back into bed, and we're stayin' all day." Dean said.

You giggled, "I was gonna ask if you wanted to join me in the shower. You know...help me get those hard to reach places." You didn't wait for a reply just turned on your heel and added a little extra sway to your hips as you left for the bathroom.

Dean pulled in front on Sinful Sweets, the sign was still flipped to closed and none of the lights were on. You started to internally panic. Charlie was supposed to be here at 5 and open at 6:30. It was currently 7:45. As soon as the car came to a stop you were pulling out your keys with one hand and your phone with the other. Charlie was never late.

You dialed her number, held your phone between your ear and shoulder, and opened the door. You rushed inside flipping on the lights as you went, as your call went to her voicemail. Dean followed behind you, "Isn't Charlie supposed to be here?" he asked.

You were already dialing her again and starting the coffee pots, "Yes." you hissed out.

You were rushing into the kitchen, trying to whip up a few things for the morning crowd when Dean poked his head in. "What do you need me to do?" he asked.

You dropped your chin to your chest and braced yourself against the counter, "Go to work. I'll manage." you said.

Dean quickly crossed the space between you, "It's fine. Let me help."

You chewed at your bottom lip for a moment, "What about Benny?" you asked.

"I'll call him and tell him I'll be in as soon as I can. It'll be fine." he said.

You thought about it for a moment. "Ok, just go work the front counter, take the orders, make the coffee....you get the idea." you said as you were pushing him towards the front.

"I can handle that." he said as he pushed through the door.

Two hours of running back and forth between checking on Dean and the kitchen, you finally felt confident enough to send him to the shop. "Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yeah, I've got it now. I've only got a few more hours until close. I can handle it. Get to work, and tell Benny that I really appreciate it." you said.

"Oh, so Benny does none of the work, and gets all of the thanks?" asked Dean.

You pressed yourself to his chest, rose up on your toes, and placed a gentle kiss against his lips. "You'll get your thanks later tonight." You shot him a wink and started to push him towards the door. "Now get to work, Winchester." you said as you playfully swatted his ass.

"Yes ma'am." he said.

Another hour had passed and you still had no word from Charlie. You were starting to get really worried. You were looking down at your phone typing out another message when the bell above the door chimed. "Mornin' sugar." greeted Benny.

You smiled instantly at the sound of his voice. "Can I get four coffees to go?" he asked as he pulled his wallet from his back pocket.

You waved your hand at him, "Nope, on the house today, Bear."

You quickly started on his coffees. "Not that I don't appreciate the offer darlin', but uh, kinda bad for business isn't it?"

You shrugged, "You really saved my ass letting Dean stay and help me this morning. I owe you." you said.

Benny didn't reply just slid some cash across the counter before grabbing the coffees. You quickly snatched it up and started after him, but by the time you were around the counter he was headed out the door.

Benny pushed open the door to the garage with his foot and headed towards his office. "Got the coffee." he bellowed out. He sat the coffees on the counter, and turned to Garth. "You seen Dean?" Benny asked.

Garth nodded towards the back, "Been on the phone for about 15 minutes." Benny started to head that way when Garth stopped him, "I'd steer clear boss. Whoever he's talking to he ain't happy about it." Garth warned.

Benny clapped him on the back a few times, and headed towards the back of the garage. He had a few things he needed to get straightened out.

Benny pushed open the back door and saw Dean pacing back and forth a few feet away. "Yeah, and I told you to stop fuckin' calling." Dean said. Benny propped himself against the doorway and listened. "Yeah, well you don't even know that for sure!" yelled Dean as he stopped pacing and kicked at a tire laying at his feet.

Dean was silent for a moment before replying in a defeated tone, "And I told you I would do my part, but not WITH you." he said. Benny watched as Dean hung his head, "Just you gotta stop calling constantly. Just call me when you know, and we will go from there." he said.

He watched as Dean disconnected the call and let his shoulders slump forward. "Problem, brother?" Benny called out.

Dean quickly spun on his heel, a look of panic etched on his face. "How much did you hear?" he asked.

Benny held up his hand, "Enough. Listen...you don't gotta explain yourself to me, but keep me out of it."

Dean pushed himself to his full height, "This has nothin' to do with you."

Benny took a few steps forward, "I'd disagree. Seems to me I'm havin' to lie to your girl every time I turn around. Oh, your welcome for the time you needed to help her out this morning." Benny said.

Dean took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. He knew none of this was Benny's fault. "Won't happen again." he said.

Benny nodded his head, "Hope not. Y/N certainly doesn't deserve it."

Dean knew that Benny was right, but he was suddenly flooded with anger at the comment. "Oh, and you know what Y/N deserves right? Come on, Benny. Everybody knows how you feel about her. You aren't hiding anything. You know what....why don't you stop worrying about MY girl. Better yet just stay the fuck away from her." Dean said.

Benny slowly nodded his head, he wasn't going to react to Dean's words like he wanted to. He knew that Dean was pissed, and was taking it out on him. "You just keep my name out of whatever it is that is going on, and I'll forget you said that." Dean started to reply, but Benny simply turned and headed back into the garage. Dean raised his hands to his head and ran them through his hair. He was so fucked.

You sprinted across the room at the sound of your phone ringing. You quickly snatched it up and answered without looking at who was calling, "Hello." "Is this a Ms. Y/F/N Y/L/N?"

"Yes, it is." you nervously answered.

"This is Barbara with Lawrence General Hospital. I'm calling on behalf of a Ms. Cha..."

"Oh my God, Charlie? What happened? Is she ok?" you asked.

"Ms. Bradbury was in a small accident, and asked that we alert her employer to her whereabouts."

"Can you tell me what happened? Is she ok?" you asked.

"I'm sorry ma'am, we aren't allowed to give out patient information without her consent." the woman said.

You sighed into the phone, "She told you to call me didn't she?"

"She asked us to inform her employer of her whereabouts since she was unable to get to a phone. If you would like to.." she tried.

"I'll be there as soon as I can." you said.

You hung up the phone and started rushing around the shop gathering your things. You would come back and clean up later. You made sure the sign was flipped to close, and locked the door as you pulled out your phone to call Dean. You tried him a couple of times, and each went to voicemail. You figured he was busy so you decided to send him a text. You quickly fired it off, and then decided to send Benny one too, just incase Dean didn't get to his phone anytime soon. You knew they would both want to know what was going on.

You tossed your phone into the passenger seat and headed to the hospital. You felt like it took you forever to get there, and it seemed to take even longer inside. You were finally given Charlie's room number and hopped on the elevator.

You gently knocked on the door, and Charlie smiled and waved you in. "You had me scared to death. What happened? Are you ok?" you rambled out as you looked her over.

"Yes, Mom. I'm fine." she said.

You rolled your eyes, "Charlie, I'm being serious."

"Y/N, I promise. I'm just a little banged up." she said.

You sat down in the chair next to her bed, "What happened?" you asked.

"I was heading to work, and this guy just ran a stop sign and plowed right into me." she said.

You shook your head, "So what have the Dr's said? I mean are you sure everything is alright?" you asked.

Charlie nodded, "I mean, I still have to get the cast on my leg, but I should be back at it in no time. I'll be back to work as soon as it's on."

You raised your hand, and started counting off on your fingers, "1. Cast? You failed to mention that. 2. You absolutely will not be back to work as soon as it's on. 3. I'm going to need an all clear from your Dr before you even think of getting back to work." you finished.

"Y/N, come on. Don't you think you are being a little unreasonable?" Charlie asked.

You smiled, "Nope. I'd drop it if I were you. You aren't winning this one."

Charlie crossed her arms over her chest, "So, you're gonna do everything all by yourself?" she asked.

You shrugged your shoulders, "Eh, I can handle it. I'll put out an ad for a part time person, just until you are up to full speed. You know I would NEVER replace you." you said.

Charlie grabbed your hand, "I know."

She said as she gave it a little squeeze. "Hey, if you bring me my computer I'll put up some ads for you."

You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket, and pulled it out to check it.

You held your phone out to Charlie so she could see the message. You quickly fired back a reply of everything that happened and that she was ok. You stayed and visited with Charlie for awhile longer.

She informed you that they wanted to hold her for observation, and you told her to let you know if she needed anything. You hugged her goodbye, and made your way back to the elevator. You stood inside having already pressed the floor you needed to go to, the doors were almost closed when you heard someone shout, "Hold the door!" You stuck your hand out to stop them from closing, and waited patiently for the person to get there.

You glanced down at your phone quickly and you heard the other person step inside. You let your eyes flick up, and immediately wished you had let the doors close. Lisa Braeden stepped inside, without giving you so much as a passing glance, and pressed the button to the floor she needed.

You felt yourself shrink back into the corner and prayed that she would continue to look forward like you weren't even there. The two of you had a very complicated history. Well, actually it wasn't that complicated. She had dated Dean in the past, completely screwed him over, and broke his heart. You had a few heated words with her and the "conversation" may or may not have ended with you punching her square in the nose.

Just as you thought you were going to get away with going unnoticed she turned her attention to you. "Y/N, oh my God, is that you?" she asked.

You gave her a tight lipped smile, nodded your head, and simply said, "Lisa."

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Guess I could ask you the same thing. Thought you left." you said.

She flipped her hair over her shoulder, "I decided to come back. You know lay down some permanent roots this time ." The elevator doors opened to your stop, and you tried to exit as quickly as possible. Before the doors could close again she called out after you, "See ya around, Y/N." she said.

You didn't reply just kept walking straight and grumbled out, "I really fucking hope not."

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slashlover25503 · 6 years ago

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Charlie Bradbury x F!reader

You are the Winchester's baby sister~~~

I sat in the living room binging Harry Potter, the boys had been off on a hunt and I was stuck at the bunker..... I got up pausing my movie to raid the kitchen, I stole some of Dean's chocolate pie and stashed it in the back of the fridge under the bags of lettuce Sam used to make salad. Grabbing it and a fork I made my way back to the living room. I passed the map room and heard the front door open and a woman laughing with Sam, must've brought another woman home...

"Y/N! Get your ass in here and meet Charlie, she's a nerd like you."Dean so eloquently yelled at me. I walked into the map room eating Dean's pie with no care in the world, until I saw her. Her ginger hair framed her slender face and those green eyes were to die for, I nearly dropped my pie. She took one look at me and said, "Can I Slytherin to your Chamber of Secrets?" It got quiet and I turned red in the face and deadass said, "Oh yes please!" Sam blushed slightly, understanding that reference, then walked away from the room. Dean didn't get it though and kept going.

"Y/N/N, I know your nerdy ass is watching Harry Potter, and you got the munchies but damn. Why did you have to eat the chocolate pie? Whatever just, Charlie go chill with her. I gotta get more pie. Damn pothead." Dean walked back out the front door, plunging Charlie and I into silence.

"So Harry Potter huh? My favorite is Hermione, who's your's?" Charlie asked nervously.

"Oh Luna for sure. She's so out there, so different and I totally relate. Come on let's go watch it, I'm on the Prisoner of Azkaban." With that I finished my pie and dragged her to the living room and into my nest of pillows and blankets. Charlie sat beside me in the nest and I just curled up into her side and said, "You are mine and I shall name you Squishy and you will be my Squishy." With a small smile she laid her head on mine and simply added, "Yes."

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welldonebeca · 6 years ago

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Unexpectedly II

The Party

Chapter Summary: Dean tries to get to know you in your wedding party.

Unexpectedly - Masterlist

Summary: Getting married to Dean Winchester was never in your plans but a princess has to do what the people expect from you. It was also never in your plans that he would be a man so different from what you had first imagined, or that he would captivate you so easily. Maybe it’s not such a bad thing to be married to him, after all. Pairing: Princess!Reader x Dean Winchester Other Characters: Charlie (Bradbury), Sam Winchester, Word Counting: 1k words Chapter: 3/8 Story warnings: Game of Thrones-ish, Medieval AU, Arranged Marriage, Past Amara/Chuck Shurley, Amara and Chuck are not related, Mentions of Loss of Parent(s), Smut (Gentle Sex, fingering, loss of virginity)

You were not sure who had funded the wedding party, but it didn’t look cheap at all. You could see the decorations around the throne room and various large tables were filled with food for everyone. As far as you knew, hundreds – if not more than a thousand – of people were invited. There were nobles from every corner of your country and musicians near the table you and Dean were sat along with your families, ready to attend any request from any of you.

You didn’t give them any attention, though, but continuously stared at your own skirt while twisting your fingers on your ivory dress, until your husband cleared his throat.

“So, Y/N,” he turned to you. “What’s your favourite colour?”

You arched your eyebrows at him, not understanding what he meant while locked in his forest green eyes.

“Your favourite colour,” he repeated. “What’s your favourite colour?”

“Oh,” you felt your cheeks warming up in embarrassment. “It’s Y/F/C, my lord.”

He nodded, acknowledging the fact as someone poured wine on the large cup you two shared.

Dean just stared at you for a moment when you didn’t say anything more and tried to continue the conversation.

“What about your favourite fruit?”

“I don’t have one, my lord. I like many of them.”

“Like…”

“Berries,” you finally affirmed, putting a strand of hair behind your ear. “Grapes, blackberries, strawberries, raspberries…”

“Cherries?” he suggested with a small smile and your eyes grew wide.

“Oh, no, my lord. Cherries make my face swallow and my body to become itchy for days,” you confessed, embarrassed.

Dean looked at the tables around, and it finally hit him that there was no sign of cherries in the party, possibly to avoid you to come in contact with it.

“Would you excuse me, my lord?” you decided and he nodded softly.

“Take your time.”

Trying to look casual, you stood up and walked into a random direction, finding Charlie and quickly having her wrapping her arm around yours and held her hand tightly.

“You’re cold,” she noticed. “Are you afraid?”

You took a deep breath before confirming with a nod. You could barely feel your toes, already absurdly cold inside your shoes. Still, you were smiling it out as a well-educated princess.

“Panicking,” you said finally, looking around.

Charlie laughed while caressing your hand.

“Don’t worry. My brother is a good man, he won’t hurt you.”

She looked confident, though you didn’t completely believe in her words.

You wanted the party to go for hours and days long, but time wasn’t with you. Each wedding party had a huge pigeon pie, and you knew your evening was coming to an end very soon when yours was announced.

“Y/N,” your husband stood up, his very tall figure creating a large shadow as he moved away from the table. “Come.”

You looked at Charlie for a moment and then walked in his direction quietly, standing by his side. He honestly made you feel extremely small.

“Hold it with me, please,” he whispered and you complied.

You didn’t know who owned the blade but wrapped your fingers around its handle while he wrapped his huge hands on yours. He was so close to you that you were completely engulfed by him, and you could easily rest your head on his chest, his warmth circling you. When you brought the sword down to break the crust, dozens of pigeons left it in a very dramatic way, which made you smile for a moment.

Your eyes were glued on the birds as they found their way out of the throne room and your attention only moved away from them when your husband touched your shoulder with his free hand, a gentle smile on his plump lips.

“My mother told me it is a fish pie,” he whispered as someone cut a piece for the two of you. “You don’t like pigeons?”

“Not really,” you looked down in embarrassment. “I’m sorry, you probably…”

“I don’t like it either,” he interrupted you, smiling as if it was nothing.

Under everyone’s attentive eyes, he fed you a piece of the pie carefully, smiling when your lips curled in delight.

“Thank you,” you muttered and he reached out to clean your chin from the crumbles. “Thank you.”

The ritual served to calm you down, and you even accepted when Samuel – Dean’s middle brother – when he asked you for a dance.

“Princess Y/N,” he smiled as you two started moving elegantly. “You look beautiful.”

You flushed, looking down at your feet for a moment and he chuckled. Sam looked a lot like his brother but was much taller. Dean even looked short by his side, which he definitely wasn’t.

“My brother is a very lucky man,” he affirmed, moving gently with you. “And you are a very lucky woman.”

“Am I?” you muttered.

Samuel gave you a small, sad smile.

“I know it is hard,” he affirmed. “You don’t know each other, but you will soon enough.”

You sighed and he stopped moving, caressing your hand.

“Dean fell for you when he saw a painting of you,” he affirmed. “And we all heard many good things about you. He’s willing to try, but you need to be too.”

He moved his eyes to his side and you looked at the same direction, finding your husband waiting for you.

“I’ll leave you to be,” your brother-in-law walked away, and Dean approached you, offering you his hand for you to hold.

“Come.”

You felt your heart racing. He had a gentle look on his face but it didn’t help your nerves.

“Where?” you questioned.

“To our chambers,” Dean said calmly.

You frowned, looking around and noticing how no one was paying attention to the two of you more than to the food and wine.

“But the bedding ceremony…” you looked up to his face, taking his offer and your skin meeting his. “I don’t understand.”

“There will be no bedding ceremony,” he caressed the back of your hand with his thumb. “Just you and me. Come.”

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carryonmyswansong · 6 years ago

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A Birthday Celebration, Masterlist - Complete

This work of fiction contains adult themes and subject matter. Please do not read, reply, or reblog, if you are under the age of 18.

Series Summary: Today is your birthday. Waking from your slumber, you realize that today is not going to be as ordinary as you originally thought it was going to be. Total Word Count: 14288 (Each chapter will be labeled with individual word counts) Characters: Reader; Supernatural- Benny Lafitte, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel, Charlie Bradbury; Once Upon A Time- Jefferson the Mad Hatter, Regina Mills, Killian Jones; The movie “Constantine”- John Constantine; BBC’s Sherlock- Sherlock Holmes; The MCU and X-Men Universes- Stephen Strange, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Loki Laufeyson, Thor Odinson, Pietro and Wanda Maximoff, Professor Charles Xavier, Remy LeBeau; Criminal Minds- Doctor Spencer Reid Pairings: Reader x Benny; Reader x Remy; Benny x Remy; Benny x Dean; Reader x Dean Series Warnings: language; mention of past show canon violence (supernatural); magic; palm slicing for magic; mention of past character death; lots of fluff; bisexual Dean; bisexual Benny; bisexual Remy; smut: double oral female receiving, male oral receiving, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, anal fingering, anal sex, threesome - f/m/m, foursome - f/m/m/m, cock worship, body worship, pussy worship, multiple orgasms, top Remy, bottom Remy, top Benny, bottom Benny, top Dean, dominance overtones, voyeurism, growling, powers use during sex, aftercare; condoms are not used, but reader is on birth control; A/N: Birthday fic, for my internet wifey, @thorne93… LOVE YOU BESTIE!

First few chapters are Beta’d by @arrow-guy. The rest by @thorne93. Without either of their help and input, this fic would have been damn near impossible.

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Chapter Four: Cajun Spice, and Everything Nice* - tumblr | AO3

Chapter Five: Tongue Worship* - tumblr | AO3

Chapter Six: Filled to the Brim* - tumblr | AO3

Chapter Seven: The After Dinner Show* - tumblr | AO3

Chapter Eight: ‘Til We Meet Again - tumblr | AO3

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