#Charlie Bradbury x reader

[spn-incorrect-quotes]

Y/n: Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight.

Charlie: But are you shuffling?

Y/n: Everyday.

Dean: What language are you two speaking??

[super-incorrect]

Y/n - What's the first thing you notice when a man approaches you?

Charlie - The audacity

[luna-writes-stuff]

Supernatural characters and what they want to do on a date, please? ♡

some of these will surprise absolutely no one but I am sO GLAD YOU ASKED ANON

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Dean Winchester

I feel like Dean would be one of the easiest with a date. He always tries to do the things he wants to, so in a date, it won’t be much different. His perfect date would be a road trip - the length depending on what kind of date it is. Usually, you’d drive about four hours to destination unknown, but there have been occasions where you took a couple days off to travel the country and see some classic tourists locations. Vegas is most often where you end up. He’d take you to roadhouses for food, unless you’re travelling to a town specifically. Then, he’d try to find a restaurant which has food he actually likes. If you know him long enough, he might even let you drive Baby. But only for a short while. And his eyes will be glued on you constantly.

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Sam Winchester

Sam is an absolute gentleman. He’d take you out to a restaurant, hold the door open for you, slide out your seat, won’t eat before you do etc. Nine out of ten times he has a tiny gift with him, regardless of the situation. It could be a random day and he’d give you a box of chocolates or a bouquet of roses. Again - he’s a classic gentleman. He settles for the classic gifts. Afterwards, he loves to take walks with you, visit a museum or simply sit on a bench with a view of some landscape. During hunts, he is likely to take you out to spontaneous trips to the library cafe. Not the most romantic place to go to, but he knows that his lifestyle makes it difficult for him to get to properly take you out all of the time. He prefers the short in between moments more than the entire night planned out. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t like them though.

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Castiel

Does exactly what you randomly mentioned once. When you had only known him for a handful of weeks, you might have casually mentioned you love something such as going to the movies or visiting a beach, and now - years later - he’d have that remembered and do exactly as you said. Over the years, he learns much of human customs, so it isn’t that he doesn’t know what a proper date looks like. It’s simply that he likes to do the things you like to do. He’d much rather do something you forgot you had ever told him than to plan something out for himself out of thin air. Besides, he always enjoys seeing your reaction whenever he takes you out. ‘How did you know I would like this?’ ‘You told me four years ago.’ ‘?????’ He’s very endearing and can never get enough of the absolute shell shocked expression on your face whenever he decides to make your ideas come true. And it still surprises you after so many times.

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Charlie Bradbury

No, I am not going to tell you she would not take you to a renaissance fair or an arcade or an impromptu DnD session because she absolutely would. Depending on your personal interests and experiences with either three, she’d definitely engage in it. Your first date would likely have been at a ren fair and it has become a tradition ever since. No - not a ren fair like her LARPing (which was still awesome). She’d get dressed up and offer you her arm the entire time. She’d take you to the medieval eating tents, watch live performances of battle field with you, buys you little trinkets at the marketplaces, lets you try on some cool clothing; whatever you enjoy most. The longer you’re dating, the more often you’d go out. At night when both of you are bored, she’d grab a car and take you to a nearby arcade, lovingly annihilating you in Dance Dance Revolution. When you have a free day, she’d try to introduce you to DnD and her current party. The more you learn about it, the more often you’d get invited to their sessions with your own character. She’d sit beside you, holding your hand under the table as she’d be by your character’s side the entire time. It doesn’t even matter that there are other people too. To you, it still feels like a date.

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Gabriel

Initially, he’d definitely try to escalate the situation into a Casa Erotica tape, but he’s quick to agree with you once you decline. Most dates are spent in fancy hotels or restaurants of which you do not even know the same. He simply takes you there and you trust him with it. Gabriel is one who enjoys party and clubs, so he’d love to take you to cocktail bars every so often, keeping you close to him constantly and showing you off to everyone. Think hand on your waist constantly, sips of your glass, kisses on your cheek, chin on your shoulder etc. If you aren’t one for crowds or parties, he’d bring the party home or to a hotel chamber. He’d pop up his own little bar, mixing his own cocktails (or mocktails), offering them to you as a dramatic bartender, flirting with you as if he’d never seen you before. He’s also a big fan of taking you to big cities just to enjoy the view. You’d be at West End the first evening and Tokyo the second. He’s seen a lot of the world and loves to share that experience with you (and a lot of embarrassing tourist pictures with ‘I love Amsterdam’ shirts)

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Lucifer

Whatever he does, he tries to brush it off casually. Did he put all that effort into making a non-poisonous dinner with a made table? Pfff, no big deal. Did he really remember you really liked that one necklace? Yeah, he thought you might like it. He definitely did not take that the moment you mentioned it and weren’t looking. He’s a big fan of the tiny date ideas. Movie night? Absolutely. Oh yes, there is a pit with pillows there but it definitely isn’t there because you love them and he secretly loves to hold you close in them. Going out to the marketplace? Fun! He definitely won’t offer you his arm the entire time and get everything you claim ‘smells nice’ or ‘still need’. He does tiny gestures and tries to brush them off every single time, even after you thank him for it or compliment him on it. He doesn’t brush it off out of his pride or negligence of you - on the contrary. He brushes it off to make it seem as if it is easy for him. He has spent a long time separated from any form of contact and has not known love for the majority of his life. To have finally found you is something completely foreign to him, and he tries to keep you happy so desperately, but he doesn’t want it to seem like he puts too much effort into it. It’s okay, though. You secretly know this.

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Crowley

Much like Sam, he takes you out on classic dates. He’d show up to your doorstep, even though he can easily enter. He offers you his arm the entire night as he takes you out to dinner, walk the city or take you to that concert you mentioned once. Even better - he got you backstage passes. Your favourite artist in town? Isn’t it great to not have that ticket sale stress anymore? Whatever you do during the date, he makes sure you have a great time. Your pleasure and enjoyment comes first, and if that means he has to eat a place he hates or see a band he cannot stand, then so be it. He won’t make a long face nor express his dissatisfaction. If anything, he might even start to like it purely because you do. He’s quick to associate these things with you as well. Once you mention your love towards a certain dish or city, he keeps it locked in his mind and thinks of you every time someone mentions it. He’ll make sure to give you gifts often enough which go hand in hand with your interests and loves. He knows perfectly what you like and don’t like and always keeps this in mind. He’d never take you somewhere you don’t want to be or don’t like to go.

[of-many-incorrect-quotes]

Charlie: Are you think big spoon or the little spoon?

Dean: I’m the knife

Y/N: *from across the room* He’s the little spoon

[seraph-starman]

MULTI SPN X WITCH READER! (💫 BONUS: GIVING THEM A CRYSTAL)

CW: gn!reader, fluff, cas head tilt (yeah it needs a warning <3)

Sam Winchester:

•he’d be casually interested

•”could… you teach me? please?”

•you try but he’s not very good at it

•you kinda feel bad for him though because he wants to be good

•you eventually give up and tell him he’s doing amazing

~{💫- if you gave him a crystal he’d be kinda confused but happy you gave him something }

Dean Winchester:

•he’s wary at first

•eventually he’d be interested but denies it

•but he’d be totally on board once you start pranking sam using your craft

•he wouldn’t really want to learn, just likes watching you do stuff

~{💫 - “a rock? what am i going to do with this?”

•pretends he thinks it’s dumb but would carry it everywhere and would be pissed if it goes missing }

Castiel:

•cas would have a sort of resigned interest

•head tilt™ while he watches you do magic

•he’d be low-key alarmed when he walks in on you doing a ritual

•you have to explain to him that what you’re doing is safe and non-demonic

•he’s fine with it but still kinda suspicious

~{💫- he would guard that crystal with his life.

•”thank you, y/n. I will treasure this for eternity” in that super-serious voice of his

•he would definitely ask to see your collection 

•mainly because he knows you’re interested in it, but really he loves hearing you talk about them }

Charlie Bradbury:

•so so so excited

•”you NEED to teach me that!”

•would obviously bring you to a larping event

•except why would you want your character to be a witch? boring. no, your character is a knight

•obviously you win every fight in order to earn the queen’s favour ;) (with a little bit of help)

•anyways she’d be so good at magic

•would definitely brag about you if she could but doesn’t want to expose you

~{💫 - would love if you gave her a crystal

•especially if it was in the form of jewelry or something }

let me know if you want me to add anyone else <3

🎬 @moose-code original

[gilverrwrites]

Their Perfect Date [Human Edition]

Rating: General

Angel Edition | Demon Edition

Please remember: good days are ahead of you.

Adam

Brings you a small bouquet of flowers.

He’s paying for the date (at least the first date), it's just how his mom raised him.

Defo the movie and a meal type.

Some kind of historical drama or action comedy.

Slushy with 2 straws, and the classic yawn and stretch into putting his arm around you.

If all else goes to crap, you can at least talk about the movie during dinner.

Dinner being pizza/burgers from the closest table service fast food place.

Charlie

No gift, actually, it's your job to bring a selection of snacks. (She will also be providing a selection of her own favourite goodies.)

Chips/crisps, candy, pizza.

Bring caffeine too because it's gonna be an all-nighter.

It’s a gaming sleepover – think RE6, overcooked, Mario Kart, Wolfenstein ET, or whatever multiplayer games you’re into.

All on her couch in your hand-made blanket fort, until you both crash, or find another, more intimate activity.

Dean

Won't bring you a gift but will pay for at least the first round of drinks.

Gotta be some unknown dive bar with 50 beers on tap, barrels for tables, greasy food, and a classic rock tribute band that goes hard.

Tasty food, good music, stunning company, what more could a man want.

Also, a pool/foos/hockey tables are a must.

Spend the night drinking, dancing, and kicking his ass at your game of choice.

Bonus points if cook him breakfast in the morning.

Ketch

Would gift you wine(/some kind of alcohol), the fancy kind that’s hard to pronounce. Or if you’re not a drinker, probably a box of chocolate (Fortnum & Mason or a similarly high-end brand).

The date itself, something active but competitive.

Axe throwing, paintball, maybe even go-karting or dirt biking.

Wants to show off for you.

If you struggle to keep up, he’ll give you pointers, help you improve, but won’t pretend to be bad/let you win.

If you’re genuinely good, even good enough to beat him… *heart-eyes*

Sam

I actually think he would really enjoy going to a museum or gallery.

He’s a smart guy, and he loves to learn, but so often it's under s time constraint, or it's specific. 

But on a date, he gets to not only spend time with the person he loves

But he’s able to slowly, casually explore the museum, observing, and learning about each piece without it being for a case.

If you’re the kinda person that always carries a bag, he’d hold it for you all the way through, and hold your hand.

You’re gonna stop and look at everything he wants to look at, and he’s gonna do the same for you.

Heart eyes when you start dragging his mammoth height through the crowds when you get excited to see something.

Debrief and refresh afterwards at the closest café, where you can both gush about your favourite parts.

[river13245]

The Wingman

Navigation / SPN Masterlist

Charlie Bradbury x Male reader Platonic, Sam Winchester x Maler reader

Charlie had managed to convince you to finally come out with her. She wanted to go to a bar to hopefully find a woman, it had been almost a week of her asking you so you finally caved in. You weren't a huge party person and definitely not a drinker. In fact you drank so little that you're sure after a few small drinks you would already be tipsy and who knows what secrets you would let slip during that time.

So this is why you were currently getting into a nicer outfit. Wearing a white button up shirt with the few top buttons undone. The shirt is tucked into black dress pants and since its chilly outside you have put on a black jacket that goes well with the vibe.

The bar that the two of you were going to was a nicer bar than the ones you are used to. You go on hunts every now and then, either on your own or helping someone with one. So you were making sure you looked at least halfway decent.

Your hands were running through your hair when Charlie walks into the bathroom. Some people would have found this weird because why was a girl just walking into the bathroom when a guy is in there but with the two of you it isn't. The both of you have known each other since you were kids. So she's more than welcome to have no boundaries with you. Of course she wouldn't walk in when you were not decent. She isn't crazy.

"You know you have to be my wingman tonight right?" She says as she stands beside you finishing up the little makeup she does wear. She wasn't one for makeup but she will do light blush and some mascara just to liven herself up. "trust me. I know the routine Char"

She elbows you and turns you to look at her. Then she brings her hand through your hair some more and finally gets it looking good. "there. It was getting boring just watching you struggle" As you roll your eyes you grab your phone putting it in your pocket before walking out the bathroom. "come on we better leave now if we want to make it at a decent time"

As you walk to the door Charlie grabs her phone and wallet. She was planning on drinking while you weren't. If you did drink it would be because someone paid for it.

When the both of you were ready you open the door for her and then begin walking to the bar. It wasn't a far walk and because of the fact that she wanted to drink it wasn't a good idea for her to drive back home. You would walk her back home if she didn't go home with anyone tonight.

The streetlights were on and the sun was low so it was getting pretty dark. The only sounds to be heard as the two of you walked was the cars passing by and your own footsteps. Since you were the perfect gentleman you walked on the side closest to the sidewalk because you knew the rule.

Charlie was talking about plans she had next week and as she was listing her plans off she looked over at you. "Oh by the way I'm also planning on going to the bunker to see the guys. You want to tag along?" You thought about it for a moment and before you could even say anything she spoke "Sam will be there" This earned her a glare from you. "How many times do I have to tell you that nothing is going on between the two of us"

She laughs and shakes her head "yeah what ever you say. That man looks at you the exact same way you look at him." You were looking straight ahead at the building that you were approaching. "If something were to happen it would have happened by now" There was no response back because she knew that you would get into your feelings if you both talked about it too much.

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When the two of you finally arrive and get used to the new scenery people start to come up to you. They ask if you would like a drink and you get a non alcoholic drink while Charlie gets her favorite.

While the bartender gets the both of you your drink. The both of you are just talking and not really paying attention until a random girl comes up to the both of you and starts engaging in a conversation.

The conversation is going really well until she says "You two are cute together" This causes the both of you to look at each other and laugh. "oh no no no. We are not each others types at all" Charlie says and the girls eyes widen "wait are you into women too!?"

This was your cue to slip from the conversation because that's all it took for them to hit it off. You head to the other end of the room and sit down, this is how it usually was when the two of you went out. She would find someone and hit it off, while you would sit and read or something else because you weren't interested in getting with anyone. Your feelings were for someone at the moment anyways.

From across the room you feel her eyes on you and when you look up you give her a thumbs up and a big smile encouraging her to go with the woman. Telling her that it was okay to kind of ditch you tonight. You could never be upset because you knew what would happen and even when she was drunk we never just left you alone she always made sure you were okay with it.

Everyone in the bar were on their way to being drunk or already were. Men were at the pool table in the corner talking loudly to each other not being able to understand just how loud they were being. Music was being played and people have been dancing along to it. Groups of friends were dancing together and some couples etc. etc.

Big crowds were definitely not your thing because your anxiety spiked. Especially when all the people were drunk. You weren't able to be around to many drunk people without you being super on edge because of some past experiences. So to try to calm yourself down you pulled out your book and began to read.

As you read you really wished you had your headphones or earbuds right now because all the loud noises were getting to you. Your sensory overload was becoming too much. You were noticing everything except that Charlie had looked over at you and instantly pulled out her phone

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Charlie was flirting with the girl. They were both hitting it off really well as she talked about how she was into D&D too but has never tried LARPING so they were talking about it.

Then after a while Charlie looked around just to make sure you were alright and when she found you she seen the way you were running your hand through your hair every few minutes or squeezing your eyes shut. Even in her drunk state she knew exactly what to do.

She looked at the woman in front of her and spoke kindly "hey I have to call someone. But I don't want to stop our conversation" The woman smiles and nods "its for your friend its okay. Go ahead"

Charlie pulls out her phone and clicks on a contact and puts it up to her ear. "Charlie?" the mans voice spoke through the phone. "Hiiii Sam" it was obvious to know that she was drunk because her voice was more high pitched. "are you drunk? Where are you?"

There was a worried tone to his voice and she laughs while shaking her head. "I may be a little under the influence but that's not why I called. y/n is here with me, we kinds separated from each other but I can tell he's having sensory overload and not doing well can you be here?"

Sam had gone quiet over the phone, the only sounds to be heard was shuffling. "Sam?" Charlie said and that's what made him respond "sorry I was getting my shoes on and getting a few things. Ill be right there. Enjoy your time"

She hung up and went back to the conversation with the girl in front of her.

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A few men and women had come up to you asking if you wanted to dance but you turned them all down. You really didn't want anyone to get the wrong idea and so you kept your head rested on your hand while you closed your eyes trying to block the noise out.

You hadn't known how much time had passed but when you felt a hand on your shoulder. It caused you to jump out of your skin. "sorry hun didn't mean to scare you" Sam's voice came out soft and the nickname he let slip out caused a blush to form on your face.

Looking up at him as he took a seat beside you. "its okay Sam. What are you doing here?" He was going through his bag that he brought with him as he replied. "Charlie called me told me you needed some company"

He hadn't wanted you to know that she noticed you weren't doing to well because he knew how you got when people pointed it out. You had traits of autism but have never gotten tested because your parents didn't believe in it. When you had your moments you would rather someone just silently make sure you were okay in public without pointing it out and making it a big deal.

The book that you were holding is not placed on top of the table. "thank you. Uhm I just, Crowds aren't really my thing" Sam smiles and pulls out a small bag "yeah I've noticed. Not a bad thing though, just means you like private more intimate places"

A smile forms on your face as you look at him. "yeah. I'm sorry that she called you. You were probably busy" He shakes his head "I'm never to busy" His words were spoke with such seriousness as if he was speaking the truth. You didn't know what to say but you didn't get the chance too before there was a loud smash that made your body jolt and your hands go to your ears.

Sam instantly stands up and places his hands over yours and brings them down to your lap. "it was someone just dropping their bottle. Its okay. Here" he grabs something from the pouch and pulls it out it was earbuds.

It was the same earbuds that he had gotten for you a few months back. Ones that blocked out most of the noise from the outside world. You looked up at him and the both of you made eye contact before he placed them in your hand. "thank you"

He smiled "its no problem. Put them in and ill play a song for you then we can dance to take your mind off everything"

You put in the earbuds and he pulls out his phone and once you nod he plays a song. Its songs that were just instrumental because he knew that at the moment if someone were to be talking in your ear you might just tip over.

Taking a deep breath and closing your eyes for a moment just letting your body relax a little before you stand up and take his hand. Sam leads you to an empty place and then places his hands on your shoulders lightly. They roam up and down your shoulders and then down to your back and you can feel how your body immediately relax.

He makes sure to be gentle and let you make the next move because he doesn't want to overwhelm you. So when you finally move closer to him he moves his hands to your sides while you place yours on his shoulders.

The music in your ears had a romantic kind of feeling to it and it was making you feel so many things. Sam looks down at you as if he sees you for all that you are. As if he can see all your flaws and still think you are the most attractive man he's ever seen

"Sam" Your voice was soft and quiet because of the emotions going through you. The both of your bodies were so close that you can feel his chest against your own as you danced with him. "y/n" his voice wasn't as quiet as yours had been but filled with so much hidden emotion that it sent a shiver down your spine.

No other words were spoken between the two of you for a few minutes. The only thing you could focus on at this moment was the way your heart was beating faster and how you could feel Sam's breath fan against your face as he spoke your name.

You began to become so tired of all the games. Just wanting him to kiss you but you refused to kiss him and ruin whatever it was going on between you. He must have had the same reaction because he spoke "I'm going to kiss you" his hands pull you against him more as he leans down and places a soft kiss to your lips.

The kiss was soft at first and it made your hands go to the back of his head as you deepen it. His soft lips against your own and then when you deepen it he matches the energy and his tongue slips into your mouth as his hands tighten their grip on you more possessively.

Your knees almost gave out so its a good thing that he was holding you up. When he pulled away it was far to soon for your liking. He had just kissed you as if he needed you to breathe and now as you look up at him. He was looking at you as if you were the only one in this room. "How about I take you to the bunker with me?"

There was nothing that insinuated that he meant that in a way that was like *let me take you home and we can fuck* but still it made you freeze. When he noticed your reaction he shook his head. "Let me take you back to the bunker to take care of you. Ill make you food and then we can watch whatever movie you want"

As he grabs his bag, you grab your phone and book. Then once you both get everything he grabs onto your hand and you begin to walk out of the building but not before you look over at Charlie and she's already looking at you giving you a thumbs up and a smile. "Its about damn time" she mouths to you and you laugh while Sam just smiles and shakes his head while mouthing the words "be safe"

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The night was spent with a sandwich that Sam had made for the both of you. A movie had been playing while the two of you ate. It was a romantic comedy, one of your comfort movie.

However your moment was ruined because Dean came down and whistled dramatically "well Sammy I didn't know you had it in you. Its about time" This caused you all to roll your eyes and laugh.

Then when the movie was finished you ended up falling asleep next to Sam as he just had a hand on you just to make sure you were there as the both of you slept.

[sammyluvr]

make you feel so good — charlie bradbury ꒦꒷ kinktober day six ; edging

cw : gn!afab!reader, smut, obvs edging/orgasm denial, subby!reader, service top/dom!charlie, fingering, clit play, pet names (hun, baby, babydoll, doll), intended to be read as wlw, 1.6K words. MDNI !!! 18+ ONLY.

charlie isn’t mean. she really, really isn’t. she does it because she loves you, and all she wants to do is make you feel real damn good. she loves the sight of you, splayed out in her bed, completely naked and trembling with a pretty sheen of sweat covering your body.

honestly, she’s obsessed with having you like this. fucked out, shaky, whiny, and sweaty. she’s always kissing up and down your neck, between your tits, and over your tummy to taste your sweat. to her, you’re salty and sweet, and she can never get enough.

she has her face buried in your chest, which honest to god might be her favorite place in the whole damn world. she kisses and licks as she forces you to take a break, running her hands all over your body in a loving, satisfied caress. charlie watches your chest rise and fall as you try to catch your breath after yet another orgasm denial. 

one of her pretty hands slides up from your hip, and she palms at your tits, her movements a little greedy. she tweaks one of your nipples, causing your body to give a little jolt. you’re so damn sensitive. she hums in satisfaction.

it hasn’t even been that long, maybe twenty minutes of careful, agonizing edging. she’s done this to you for far longer in the past. and though you know why she does it, even though you like it, you never stop with the begging.

“c’mon,” you pant out, “please, baby. charlie, please. i’ve been so good. been so good.”

“yeah, baby, you have been so good,” she agrees, voice all husky and sweet when she tips her head up to look at your pleading expression. “that’s why i’m gonna make you feel so good. cuz you deserve it. because you’re so good, and so damn pretty, and i love you so much.” she presses another kiss to your skin, as if to prove it. then she grazes her teeth over your nipple to hear you gasp, her hands still massaging your skin.

her words don’t quell your desperation for release. you whine and she smiles against your skin. “please?” you beg, softer this time, as if switching tactics will work. you know that it won’t. she’s strong willed and never budges until she thinks the time is just right. “please, can i cum this time?”

“not yet, doll,” she shakes her head, “be patient. promise you’re gonna feel so good. i’m gonna make you feel so good, and it’s going to be so worth it. don’t worry, i promise.” you know that she’s right, but it’s not easy to hear the words not yet. not yet, but soon is what you’ll have to hope for.

she’s smiling as she dips her hand back between your thighs and it doesn’t feel fair. she gets to do exactly as she pleases, while you’re stuck with whining and squirming helplessly. and yet, you love it. if it really came down to it, you’d let her do this to you all day and night long.

charlie’s movements are achingly slow over your clit. at least she isn’t rubbing over your panties anymore.

“just a little longer,” she reassures you, and you let out a relieved sigh that sounds halfway to a moan. you quickly devolve into a panting mess, gripping the sheets and her hand that’s stayed prettily splayed over your chest.

you’re so wet, slick coating your lips and running down past your asshole and onto the bed. both of charlie’s hands are practically covered in your wetness now, and her finger slips into your cunt with ease. she’s much better at getting deeper than you are with your own hands and you mewl softly at the feeling.

why does she have to go so slow? she pumps her middle finger in and out of you and you feel like you could cry from frustration.

charlie drinks in your sounds, the trembling of your body, and the pretty faces you make, just like she does every time.

“you’re doin’ so good,” she praises, going a little faster. yet again, the room is filled with that squelching sound of your wet, desperate pussy. charlie’s favorite sound just might be that combined with your pretty moans. the best part is being the cause of it all. it’s not about the power for her, it never was and it never will be. for her, it’s always been about making you feel good. it’s about being the reason you cum so hard that you nearly pass out. maybe some of that’s ego, but most of it is the deep satisfaction it gives her, the deep love for you that she carries. 

and she’s simply just addicted to the way you cumming on her fingers or tongue or strap or pussy completely fills her senses. it’s the sight, the sounds, the feel of your cunt, the smell and taste of your arousal. everything about you and your pleasure just fills her up to the brim.

it takes no time to get you close. by now, the dive to ecstasy is short. and she knows it immediately.

“not yet, baby,” she warns, still pumping her finger into your cunt. “almost, but not yet.” she just wants to see how far she can push you. she knows you can hold back just a little longer. she knows exactly when to yank you back, to keep you from toppling into bliss.

“ah, ah! please!” you beg anyway. “please, baby, please. ’m so close, so close, jus’ lemme cum, please.” it feels so good and it’s torturous to know that pure pleasure is in your grasp if you’re just given a little more.

in the moment, the disappointment and utter let down that her finger leaving your pussy brings feels worse than any rejection you’ve experienced.

“no,” you gasp out, chest heaving. you’re not whining, but you can’t help it when you react out loud. it’s almost like it’s painful to not have her fingers stuffed into your cunt. you’re just so empty.

“it’s okay,” charlie hushes, running her hand up from your thigh to your waist. “it’s okay, hun. i know.” her voice has gone all soft, and the hungry look in her eyes is accompanied by a full, deep love for you. her renewed sweetness gives you hope that she meant it when she said almost. 

she herself is getting antsy. some days she can go forever like this, but right now, she’s ready to see your face twisted in pure bliss. so, she doesn’t spend as much time tracing over your skin this time. instead, she leans over, pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips; she likes to see them wet with her own saliva. then she cups your pretty cunt and softly applies pressure to make you whine aloud. the base of her palm gets all wet with your slick.

and she sticks a finger right back in, satisfied by the sound it draws from your lips. of course, she’s still patient enough to go slow, and you feel like it’s driving you insane. she drags her finger through your walls, pushing up to that sweet spot that she has easily memorized by now. you writhe and beg softly, and when she adds a second finger, then brings her other hand to your clit, you know she’ll let you cum this time.

“oh, god!” you cry out. “oh, fuck, please! please, charlie!” if she let you, you’d cum right now. but she hasn’t said a word about it, so you can’t. not yet. it’s always not yet. because she knows what’s best for you. she knows exactly when to tip you over so that it’ll come crashing down on you and feel better than ever. 

“that’s it, babydoll,” she encourages, pumping in and out and in and out and curling her fingers just how you need it. “i know you wanna cum. and you’re gonna. you’re gonna cum so hard.”

you pant out constant, desperate moans, practically overwhelmed with the perfect pleasure she’s pouring over you after being teased with light and slow touches for so long. tears fill your eyes and your hips buck up wildly and you’re stuck between squeezing your eyes shut in desperation and trying your best to focus on the damn gorgeous sight of charlie poised over you, intent on making you feel better than you could ever make yourself feel.

“oh my god,” you breathe out, voice whiny and pitched up. “ohh, my god, charlie.” you babble incoherently and writhe underneath her, barely hanging on. you’re there, you have been, and it’s taking everything in you not to completely soak her fingers right here, right now. 

“please, i’m gonna cum. i’m gonna cum, gonna cum! please lemme cum, please,” you practically sob.

“i know, baby. i know you’re gonna cum, go ahead now.”

you let out a long, throaty groan and as you gush around her fingers, a wave of blinding, hot white ecstasy washes over you. your mind goes blank, but charlie’s is working overtime to drink up every single little detail. the crease of your brows and the tight clenching of your pussy, trying to keep her fingers in as your cum spills down her palm and onto the sheets. and she doesn’t stop. her fingers bully right into your sensitive cunt, even as you gasp for breath and collapse weakly into the sheets, finally satisfied.

she relishes in the choked moan you let out, the weak scrambling of your hands that reach to push her away, and the way you ultimately give in. like always, she’ll make you feel so good.

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In the Quiet Moments

The old door to the Men of Letters bunker groaned open as Y/n stumbled inside, her arm clutched tightly to her side. She was used to handling injuries and powering through the pain, but this last hunt had left her drained, and her stubbornness had only pushed her so far.

She quietly descended the steps, the dull thud of her boots on the stairs barely audible in the vast silence. Sam and Dean were likely still out, which meant she'd have the bunker to herself—well, mostly.

"Y/n?"

Y/n flinched at the sound of Charlie’s voice, though she quickly tried to plaster on a nonchalant expression. There was something different about coming back here and having Charlie around. It wasn’t like entering those empty motel rooms or patching up wounds in the back of the Impala with Sam or Dean muttering about how she should've been more careful. No, with Charlie, there was a different warmth, a soft kindness that she didn’t fully understood.

Charlie appeared at the base of the stairs, her expression shifting from curious to concerned in an instant. “Whoa, what happened to you?”

“Oh, nothing major. Just got scratched up,” Y/n shrugged, but her voice betrayed a slight tremble, giving away her exhaustion.

Charlie crossed her arms, arching an eyebrow in a way that was both exasperated and tender. “Liar. Sit down. Let me take a look at you.” Y/n huffed a laugh. She let herself be led to the library, where Charlie set her down in one of the cozy leather chairs before disappearing briefly, only to return with a first-aid kit in hand.

“Now, let me see what we’re working with,” Charlie murmured, settling beside her and gently guiding Y/n’s hand away from her side. Her touch was careful, soft as she assessed the torn fabric and exposed skin.

Y/n winced as Charlie’s fingers brushed over a particularly tender bruise, but she was more focused on the warm look of concern on Charlie’s face than on the pain. “I’m fine, really. It’s not a big deal.”

Charlie’s soft laugh made Y/n’s heart flutter. “Yeah, well, you say that now, but if you don’t take care of these things, they turn into big deals later.”

“So, are you going to tell me why you went out hunting without Sam or Dean?” Charlie asked as she dabbed a cotton swab against Y/n’s bruised skin, her eyes flitting up to meet Y/n’s gaze.

“They were being idiots, and I didn’t want to deal with them today” Y/n avoided Charlie’s gaze, hoping to keep her composure, but the warmth in Charlie’s eyes made her defenses feel like they were made of paper.

“Well, I’m glad I was here when you got back, that way I can be sure my favorite Winchester Is Ok” Charlie murmured, her hands lingering just a moment too long on Y/n’s arm.

Y/n felt her cheeks heat up, a strange contrast to the chill of the bunker’s air. There was something in the way Charlie looked at her—like she was seeing past the scars, the walls Y/n had built up. Charlie saw her as someone worth caring for, worth protecting, and that knowledge settled in Y/n’s heart, making her feel lighter than she had in days.

“Really?” Y/N teased, wincing a little as she settled down. “I thought Dean was your favorite.”

Charlie shot her a playful look. “Don’t tell him, but he’s a close second. Now, seriously, let me check that out.”

Y/N watched Charlie move around with a familiar ease, grabbing a first-aid kit and a damp cloth , her expression softening as she carefully helped Y/N shrug off her jacket, revealing the tear in her shirt where the cut had bled through. Y/N shivered slightly as the cold air hit her skin, but Charlie’s gentle fingers brushing over her shoulder quickly warmed her up.

Charlie knelt beside her, dabbing at the wound with a damp cloth. Y/N hissed at the sting, her fingers clenching around the edge of the chair.

“Sorry,” Charlie murmured, her gaze fixed intently on her task. “I promise I’m almost done.”

“You��re good at this,” Y/N whispered, smiling despite herself. “Didn’t think you’d have a knack for patching people up.”

Charlie laughed softly, her gaze flicking up to meet Y/N’s. “I’ve been around you Winchesters long enough. Picking up a few survival skills is sort of necessary.” She looked down at the wound again, brushing her fingers gently over Y/N’s skin as she carefully applied some antiseptic. “Plus, I don’t like seeing you hurt.”

There was a weight in Charlie’s words that made Y/N’s heart beat a little faster. She met Charlie’s eyes, and for a moment, the silence between them was charged with something unspoken, something Y/N had only dared to imagine in quiet moments during late nights on the road.

Charlie finished bandaging her up, but her hands lingered on Y/N’s shoulders, her thumbs brushing over her collarbone. “You know, you could’ve called me,” she said softly. “I would’ve been there in a heartbeat.”

Y/N chuckled lightly, reaching up to tuck a strand of Charlie’s hair behind her ear. “You know me. I’m a Winchester; We don’t exactly know how to ask for help.”

“Well,” Charlie said with a smile, “it’s a good thing I’m stubborn.” She moved her hand up to cup Y/N’s cheek, her thumb brushing lightly against her skin. Y/N felt her breath hitch, her fingers instinctively reaching up to wrap around Charlie’s hand, holding it there as if grounding herself.

They stayed like that for a moment, the air thick between them, before Charlie leaned in slowly, her lips brushing against Y/N’s with a tentative softness. Y/N’s eyes fluttered shut as she let herself melt into the kiss, her other hand sliding around Charlie’s waist, pulling her closer.

When they finally pulled away, both breathless, Charlie smiled, her eyes twinkling. “So,” she whispered, “if you’re going to keep coming home beat up, I guess I’ll have to keep patching you up.”

Y/N laughed softly, running her thumb over Charlie’s hand. “You’re okay with that?”

“With you?” Charlie grinned. “Absolutely.”

They sat together for a while, wrapped in each other’s warmth. Despite everyone she had lost, Y/n allowed herself to sink into Charlie’s embrace, hoping, wishing, begging for a future together..

[pearlzier]

! supernatural masterlist ,,

⠀ 🦝 — fluff ,, 🐼 — smut ,, 🐻‍❄️ — angst

☆ 01 ( dean winchester —

🦝/🐼 ┆.ᐟ ᰍ ︵ dean x bimbo!reader ۫ . ( lil suggestive )

☆ 02 ( sam winchester —

nothing yet . . .

☆ 03 ( castiel —

nothing yet . . .

☆ 04 ( crowley —

nothing yet . . .

☆ 05 ( charlie bradbury —

nothing yet . . .

jus' ask to be on the taglist <3

[stargazedwinchester]

Taglist

I've made a taglist form if anyone is interested in being tagged in anything I upload (it's more specific on the form), it wont even take a minute but it's there if anyone wants it! I will be continuing to upload (hopefully) daily, if not every other day or at most twice/three times a week! taglist form is here, and the list to see if you've been added is here!

[spn-incorrect-quotes]

Charlie: Look guys, I need help.

Dean: Love help?

Castiel: Financial help?

Sam: Emotional help?

Y/n : Help moving a body?

*Everybody looks at Y/n *

Y/n : What?

[super-incorrect]

Charlie - How do you sleep at night knowing there are people out there who don't like you?

Y/n - Without my underwear. So that they can kiss my ass

[luna-writes-stuff]

The types my favourite Supernatural characters would fall for:

Includes Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Charlie Bradbury, Castiel, Gabriel, Lucifer, Jack Kline, Crowley, and Rowena Macleod

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Sam Winchester:

Surprisingly, I don’t think Sam would go for a nerd, or a bamf. No, I think he loves the gentle people most. Those who - regardless of whether or not they know about monsters - see the good in everything. Those who share a positive mindset and manage to smile through every situation. Sam has been through hell and back, and he needs that place of solitude more than he cares to admit. Someone he can run to who he knows will make him feel better. Comforting arms, gentle words, reassuring kisses: he craves those things more than anything. And he will damn well do anything he can to keep you safe from all those things he fights against. God forbid you are the one to be faced with those evils. His face always seems to light up upon seeing you. He has this habit of walking to you and wrapping his arms around you, lifting you off the ground slightly. But when he is exhausted, or something goes wrong, he will saunter, place an arm around your waist and pull you in for a side hug, his face buried in your hair, simply grateful to be back home. With you. He needs those things and we all know it.

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Dean Winchester:

Now, Dean is the exact person to fall head over heels for nerds. People who can kick ass? Sure. But someone who knows a lot of things about a lot of different subjects? Very attractive. We all know Dean is somewhat of a nerd himself - we’ve seen it on multiple occasions - but he buries it deep down. But once you start rambling about a book series you love, or a game you’re really into, 90% chance he’ll give it a go behind your back. When you find out, he always plays the “so I can talk along” card, but let’s be honest: he’s genuinely curious. It sounds so stupid and nerdy, he wants to know what it is all about. Opposite of him, you love books. Unfortunately, he used to take advantage of this. He’d let you do all the reading while he sits in the chair beside you. Doing nothing. But he’s learned to love research with you. Somehow, it is very calming to him. He tends to let go of his emotions easier when it’s the two of you nose deep in books. And that’s something so delicate to you, because you know how Dean can be during these times. It is a sign he trusts you a lot.

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Charlie Bradbury:

Golden retriever girlfriend golden retriever girlfriend golden retriever girlfriend golden retr-. She has a lot of nerdy hobbies, if you will. But if you are willing to participate in them, she’ll do a double take. In her eyes, you had always been attractive, but she is awkward, so she pushed those feelings down. But now you are actually interested in playing a game of DnD with her? Maybe she is over analysing things, and you are just being polite. But one event turns into two, which turns into three, which turns into four. And when she announced your fifth shared event with Dean, he’s had enough. He is the one to actually encourage Charlie to ask you out. In his words “grow a pair and get it over with”. Very inspiring. So, that day, she starts stumbling over her words. Anxiety overload. And that’s when you interrupt her and ask her out for dinner. A dinner as in a dinner date. And after that, everything just happens on its own. You don’t care what Charlie comes up with, as long as she doesn’t have to do it alone. And for her to have someone to share her interests with, is all she could really ask for. It makes her so happy, it becomes difficult to contain. All in a good manner, of course.

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Castiel:

You guys know Folklore/Evermore (you should)? Cas would definitely be attracted to someone with those vibes. Someone calm and gentle, very laid back, bookwise, and imaginative. Perhaps an author, or a musical s/o. Someone who outs expressions and emotions through art. The look of focus and dedication on your face is simply so entrancing. Oftentimes, he’ll simply sit beside you and stare at you while you work. At first, it was very distracting and made you grow all flustered, but you got used to the feeling. Now, instead of intruding, it is soothing. He’d met you through Sam and Dean, who you knew in your youth. They kept in touch. And then one day he shows up in the middle of your bedroom, claiming he would bring you somewhere safe. And just like that, you had found yourself in the bunker. The boys had been hunting a pack of werewolves with a grudge against the Winchesters. And they had found out about you. As the pair was out, you and Cas got to know each other fairly well, and things just took off from there. He claims your works are some of the best his father ever created, and that he can spend hours looking at them, or listening to them. And he will. He actually keeps an entire journal with ideas he finds throughout his life and offers it to you, hoping to help you somehow. It’s endearing.

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Gabriel:

Gabriel has seen some stuff, okay. He has heard and seen stories happen throughout many lifetimes. And he’s always been a sucker for a good story. If you are an author or bookworm, he’d grow enthusiastic at the thought. Sure, he loves looks, but he has a soft spot in his heart to those who love stories as much as he does. That entire Casanova attitude drops when he’s around you. He’s gentle, careful, almost as if you are the most precious cargo in the world. You have to share your works with him, would you have them. He wants to know everything he can, and everything you are willing to share with him. Read any good books? Tell him all about it. In detail. Rant about it, he doesn’t care. Late nights are spent on either the couch or on the bed. His head is in your lap as you drown yourself in a good book, reading aloud to him as he hums occasionally, letting you know he is still reading. And in exchange, he’ll tell you the things he has seen (though, only the good things). His entire personality seems to change around you, and is something he is so grateful for.

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Lucifer:

Lucifer isn’t usually the type to fall in love quickly. But it’s all about playful banter with him. You dare argue back to him? You’re lucky you’re cute. Your initial meeting was after the whole Amara debacle, and - suffice to say - you were pissed when you saw him. You full-out shouted in his face, pointing accusing fingers and yelling words you probably shouldn’t. And he just smiled. He’d probably say something along the lines of “you’re adorable when you yell”. Now, that pisses you off even more. It takes some before you finally have a good conversation with him. And that’s when you realise, he might not even be that bad of a guy. If anything, you are the one who argues back and forth with him because you know he loves it. It’s that playful and loving mocking, you know? He lives for it and you know it. That satisfied smirk? Those joyful eyes? That’s all admiration, darling. He is taken with you from your first shouting match at him. “Asshole” “Minx” “Mister ‘I like to make others feel bad because it makes me feel good’” “Who am I? ‘I like to pile up all my emotions and stuff them down somewhere until I explode’” “You insufferable prick” “Your insufferable prick ;)”

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Jack Kline:

Jack loves a person who lives more in the present. He worries a lot. Like, an unnecessary amount. There’s a lot of things swirling in his mind constantly. He needs a significant other who will take him on walks in nature. Someone to take him shopping just for the fun of it. Spontaneous dinner dates, taking the car to a random destination, changing the rooms just because they can. Someone who is spontaneous enough to drag him with them constantly. He needs the distractions, whether he likes to admit it or not. But he goes with you willingly. Regardless of what you say or offer; his answer always seems to be ‘yes’. He has fallen for you the moment he set eyes on you. He didn’t even know what that feeling was at first. It led to a very uncomfortable conversation with Dean. He said things he probably shouldn’t have said to Jack. He feels inexplicably happy around you, as if all worries and care simply disintegrate in your presence. It’s so relaxing to him, he doesn’t find himself wanting to part with you anytime soon. He is smitten with you and everyone can see it.

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Crowley:

Crowley appreciates honesty more than he lets on. Does he lie? Yes. Does he do it on a daily basis? Yes. Would he lie to you? Only if he had to to protect you from something. But he needs a break from that constant nagging from demons, or the calling of the Winchesters. He needs a place to rant and sigh. Someone who he could explain all his irritations towards. But he wants that person to actually form a conversation with that person. Not just be heard, but also receive caring words. Honest words for when he needs it most. But, besides those moments, he needs someone with somewhat of an intimidating atmosphere around them. This already comes naturally when seeing Crowley, but you need that neutral face, set in stone, safe for when it’s just the two of you. Someone who can help him with difficult decisions or orders. But also someone compassionate enough to slow him down at times. Ironically, the Winchesters really like you. Crowley hates it.

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Rowena Macleod:

Rowena is a lady and she loves to be reminded of it: take her out on dates, buy her flowers, engulf her in affection and offer her compliments on the daily. She returns the gestures twice as much. I mean, she puts spells on you just to make sure you are okay. That spell she uses for herself so she cannot die easily? She will 10/10 do that on you too. Once she finds someone to settle for, someone she truly loves, she’ll do anything for that person. Your opinion and well-being comes first, always. It’s almost as poetic as swans; she can and will dedicate her life to you. The Winchesters didn’t even know about you until Lucifer got out to look for his son. Rowena hid at your place after she was burned. You were her one safe place and she did not hesitate to run to you. She is the person to put her life on the line if it meant getting you to safety. Hell, even Crowley was in it for as long as he could. And he did a great job, because - when he was still alive - the Winchesters never found out about you. Rowena is the type to be all domestic with someone: A home, a cat, cooking in kitchens - though she does love fancy restaurants. At first you wouldn’t really believe it, but she would love to get settled down somewhere. As long as it means she gets to keep her craft there as well.

[queen-of-deans-booty]

Team Free Will 2.0

Pairing: Charlie Bradbury x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~600

Warnings: none

Request by anon: Heyy! Can you write some headcanons of team free will x vampire reader? The reader would probably look 18 but be 600 years old. She would be a different kind of vamp tho (probably one like the vampire diaries). Can you include her platonic relationship with each member? She'd also be lesbian. Thank you so much!

Summary: You were never sure about your place with Team Free Will, but luckily, you have them to help you figure it out.

Square Filled: instant crush for @spnfemslashbingo​​

Author’s Note: i appreciate any and all comments! <3

Sam and Dean were hesitant to let you into their lives once they figured out what you are

It took some getting used to and a lot of convincing, but they realized how much of a good person you are despite what you are

All you’ve ever wanted to do in your six hundred years of life is to help people

Even before you died and became a vampire, you were a nurse that always helped people in need

Yours and Dean’s relationship started off rocky at first, but once he got used to you, you two became really fast friends

The one thing you two bonded over is your love for cars. His car has been through so much over the years, and Dean will always be working on her

The best thing is that you can do the literal heavy lifting and fixing impossible dents

It took longer than usual to gain his trust, but once you got it, you know you’ll have it for life

Dean’s other favorite thing to do is to cook, and for someone who has been alive for six hundred years, you’ve got more than enough recipes stored in your head

It’s nice to teach him about lost dishes and the art of cooking, especially for someone who has an appreciation for the art

It’s been easier with Sam since he connected to your humanity faster than Dean did

The thing you two bonded over was your love for nature and being outside

One thing you two stick to is going for a run early in the mornings. There are days you don’t want to go out, but once Sam forces you to, the you know it’s going to be worth it

Sam enjoys being pushed by you to run faster and run for longer. Your speed and stamina will never fail to surprise him, but it’s refreshing to be with someone like you

When Sam first got to the bunker, he was shocked by how much knowledge was there, and when you came into his life, you became a walking book to him

Whenever you can, you’d share your experience with him for hours on end

The same thing happens with Castiel

He was weary with you being a vampire, but after a few missions, you proved to him that you were one of the good guys

You two would stay up for hours on end since sleep is something you two don’t need in order to function

Since Jack is still so young, he became comfortable with you from the start

You know something about not being able to fit in, so you help him ease into society and teach him the unspoken rules that humans have

The only person who you see yourself spending a lifetime with is Charlie Bradbury

When she first came into the Winchester’s lives, you were immediately smitten

You’ve had plenty of flings and loves over the course of your life, but none of them compare to Charlie

There hasn’t been a person you’ve felt something for in a long time, and Charlie brings out the primal nature of yours

She was weirded out by you at first, but then she came to love you after a while

She even lets you drink from her because, for her, it’s euphoric

If only she knew what she did to you

Your life changed for the better as soon as you found the Winchesters, and even though you’ll still be here long after they are gone, you’ll still have Jack and Castiel after centuries

You wouldn’t trade your life for anything

x

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