#alpha castiel x omega reader smut

[welldonebeca]

The Farm (I)

Summary: After dropping Sam and Jess at Stanford, Dean surprises you with a visit to Shurley Farms. Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader. With a side of A!Dean x O!Cassie, A!Castiel x O!Reader, and A!Dean x O!OC WC: 3.2k words Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics. Oral sex, dirty talking, degrading kink, lactation kink, exhibitionism.

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"Now, isn't this place so much nicer?" you looked at Jess and Sam.

You and Dean had come down with them to Stanford, to say the proper goodbyes, spend a little more time together and settle them in a more comfortable way.

Now, their debts were being taken care of by Dean, and you were helping them move out of their itsy bitsy tiny old house and into a proper flat.

"It's very generous," Jess hummed, looking around.

The place was all furnished, so they wouldn't have to worry about it. It was very pretty too.

"And, I was able to convince the guy to let you two rent just while you graduate," Dean stepped to her, putting a hand around her waist. "So you can move back home as soon as you are finished."

She rested her head on his shoulder, looking happy.

"I'm going to miss you so much," your sweet Omega lamented.

You jumped, surprised, when Sam came up behind you, touching your belly.

"Are you sure you are okay?" he kissed your cheek. "Don't you want to take a nap before hitting the road again?"

You chuckled a bit.

"Oh, Sam," you covered his hand. "This is a Winchester baby, remember? She loves the car already."

"Or he," Dean added.

You rolled your eyes.

"She!" you stated, sticking your tongue out.

Your baby was a girl.

As the mama, you knew it.

Dean shook his head.

"Alright, goodbye," he kissed Jess. "I gotta go punish that bratty Omega of hours."

Sam gave your ass a little pat, and you walked back to Dean, already perking up.

Punish you?

You followed him out of the car, curious.

It wouldn't be the first time Dean would spank you in Baby, but right there? In the parking lot?

That was new.

"Alpha?"

"Come on," he called you. "In the car."

You entered it quickly, eagerly waiting.

Was he going to spank you?

Make you warm his cock with your mouth?

But Dean just entered the car and... drove.

That was it?

"Dean?" you called.

"Hm?" he looked at you.

You stared at him, waiting.

Where was your punishment?!

"You said you were going to punish me!" you reminded him.

Your husband laughed aloud.

"Oh, I just said that so we could leave faster!"

You blinked, surprised.

Why was he laughing? It wasn't funny!

But Dean laughed even more!

"What, did you want me to punish you?" he taunted you.

You pouted, crossing your arms.

"Awn, baby," he put a hand on your knee. "Don't worry. I'm not going to punish you because I have a surprise for you."

You perked up quickly interested.

"You do?"

He smiled, amused.

"Well, I've been working behind the scenes, talking and... you know," he continued to drive. "Doctor Gabriel told me a little more about his family, put me in contact with a few of them... you know, his brothers. His little brother, even."

You frowned, confused.

What did that have to do with anything?

"They are actually working on the newest farm, you know?" he told you. "Out in the West."

The West?

Wait, which coast was this?

East or West?

You were never good with that.

"And he put me in contact with the brother who is responsible for it," Dean continued. "You know... a dude named... Castiel."

You wiped your head so quickly it almost snapped your neck.

“Dean…” you whined, face burning at the memory of touching yourself to his demonstration video.

Your Alpha just smirked.

"He’s going to give us a tour," he told you. "So you better be a good girl during it, Omega."

You tried not to get wet with what he was offering you.

A real visit to the farm?!

Meeting Castiel?!

Would you even be able to look him in the eye after seeing him fuck that Omega?

Still, your mind rushed the whole hour Dean drove, until you were in front of a half-constructed building on a large farm still mostly empty.

You were still gazing outside when Dean opened your door, helping you out of the car.

"Don't worry so much, baby," he rubbed your back. "If you don't want to stay...-"

"I do!" you interrupted him. "I just... I want to be good."

He smirked, and your heart was beating so fast you wondered if he knew.

Dean leaned down and kissed your lips.

"You are a good Omega," he petted your chin. "A very good Omega."

You nodded, a little calmer, though you squeezed his hand tight as he guided you inside and stopped in front of a reception desk.

"Good afternoon," he greeted. "You must be Meg?"

She glanced up at him and then at you, not very excited.

"Sign-ups are online," she said simply. "We do not accept any show-ups."

You frowned.

"What?" you asked, confused.

What was she talking about?

"Listen, I'm sure you got some good milk, but there are procedures, sweetheart."

You nearly gasped, going hot on the face when you realised what she was implying about you.

"I'm not here to sign-up!" you protested.

You would have left if Dean didn't hold you right in place.

"I'm Dean Winchester, this is my wife, Y/N," he told her. "We are here for a scheduled meeting with Castiel."

Meg clicked her tongue, finally checking her computer.

"You are, aren't you?" she looked up. "What a shame. But you can meet him in his office, second room on the right."

She pressed a button, and the door behind her opened.

You glared at her as Dean pulled you to go with him before you could start thinking of saying anything to her.

What a rude woman.

Dean walked into his office first, tugging you along, and there, right behind the desk was the man himself.

Castiel.

His focus was on some paperwork and he looked like he was paying a lot of attention to it before Dean cleared his throat.

His bright blue eyes looked at your husband first, but quickly moved to you, and your heart skipped a beat when he stopped up.

"Mr Winchester and Mrs Winchester," he greeted. “Welcome.”

You two sat down, and your eyes ran over him as the two men by your side started talking, and you tried - hard - to understand them - but it was all business lingo and stuff you didn't understand.

Castiel was so big.

Maybe not as tall as Dean or Sam, but he was very large.

And his voice was so deep, it echoed inside your torso like the bass of a song.

His eyes connected with yours for a moment, and you felt yourself blushing, a little started when he spoke to you all of a sudden.

“Would you like a tour around the facility?” he asked you

You blinked, surprised.

“Oh?" you exclaimed. "I thought you were still under construction?”

Castiel smiled charmingly.

“Well, yes but we were able to start up some progress before the full building is made," he told you. "It's all locked up because we don't have a lot of security, but you two are owners too, so... you know. Not a problem."

Your eyes widened.

"Owners?" you asked.

Dean just said he had a few stocks!

Castiel looked between you and Dean.

"Yes, ma'am," he confirmed. "You are the biggest shareholders outside of my family."

When you turned to him, your husband just winked at you.

"Surprise, sweetheart," he smiled.

Before you could ask more questions, Castiel stood and opened the door.

"Let's go," he led you two. "I'm sure you'll be positively impressed."

You followed him out, watching everything attentively.

He showed you the break room, a place with very comfortable couches, a few fridges and looking like a very relaxing place for Omegas to rest and talk.

The board rooms were nothing different from what you expected, where shareholders and owners could meet and talk.

"This farm will sadly be the smallest one we have so far," he told you. "If you ever decided to visit the East, our main farm has four floors dedicated to our Omega's offices. It's where I mainly work, I'm just supervising this one for my brother Michael."

You nodded along, realising you hadn't seen the offices yet.

"And where are the private offices?" you asked him.

Castiel looked at you, surprised.

"I read your company has private and shared offices," you confessed, feeling your cheeks warm.

"She is really passionate about your business," your husband chuckled.

Castiel nodded, smiling.

"Well, the private offices are still under construction," he told you. "But our shared office is ready. I told some of our Omegas we would have some visitors, so they prepared for it. We only have a handful of employees at this time, but I can introduce you to three of them."

His gaze darkened a bit, and you exchanged a look with Dean, but your husband didn't seem to notice.

Castiel led you to another side of the building before entering a room that was just the size of a bedroom, but there was no bed inside. Instead, there was that famous milking machine and the knotting machine that you remembered getting wet too.

The first Omega who walked to you was in her forties and all smiley.

"Hello, you must be the visiting new owners," she greeted you.

Her tits were so big!

"Hi," you greeted weakly.

"Elizabeth, could you tell them about your experience working for us?" Castiel instructed her.

She smiled.

"Well, I'm a mother," she told you two. "But my three kids are already in college and didn't have a lot to do until I heard about the Farm. I always tried to pump at home and donate my milk there, but it was still not enough. I like the benefits, and the work is very good. That's why I'm here."

That was so nice!

"Let's give them a demonstration, shall we?" Castiel asked her.

She nodded, and you watched them, clutching Dean's hand.

Was that a good idea?

Still, Castiel didn't look affected by your nervousness, quickly setting Elizabeth up.

"I see you're not using the toy," your husband pointed out when she just saw on a chair.

Elizabeth giggled, a little embarrassed.

"Well, most of the Omegas do use the toy's pleasure to produce milk faster, but I'm an old Omega," she told you. "I just can't keep up."

Dean took off his leather jacket discreetly and wrapped it around you, maybe expecting something from you.

Castiel just smiled, reaching and caressing her cheek.

"Oh, don't say that," he cooed, and you could see her melting. "If the stories your husband tells are right, then you've been improving."

"Improving?" you asked, focus taken from her chest.

"Oh," she looked at you. "I used to be a bit of a nag before the farm. You know... too many things in my mind, never satisfied or happy with anything since my nest emptied. This job helped a lot."

She shook her head, and then looked at Castiel.

"Castiel helped," she corrected her.

He smiled, kissing the back of her head.

Well, he seemed like a nice boss, then.

"Sometimes Omegas need to be reminded of their purpose," he affirmed, sweetly.

You all did, right?

Castiel kissed her cheek and guided you to walk out of the room.

"As I said, the private offices are still being built," he told you, closing Elizabeth's door. "So they are using these spaces for work. Those rooms are going to be converted into our pasteurisation area, it's why the walls are made of thin wood. It's a temporary space."

You looked at the walls, and they did look temporary.

"The doors are also going to be changed, we just put them here to get them privacy," he told you, opening a new door.

The Onega inside was already attached to the machine.

To both of them.

"This is Cassandra," he told you. "Cassie. For short."

You gazed at Cassie, and she held back a moan at your presence. Oh, the naughty little thing, too embarrassed to be heard but not to be seen.

"Cassie, dear," he spoke softly. "I told you we had guests."

"I know, Mr Novak," she whimpered, trying to hold back her moans.

You gulped, watching her tits being milked by the machine. She had so much milk.

"Holy shit," Dean hissed. "That toy is definitely bruising her up."

You tore your eyes from her milk and looked at her ass. She was dressed, and you couldn't see the toy in her cunt, but the machine was in a very, very fast setting.

Castiel shook his head and took a small remote from her hand.

"Well, Cassie, how about you tell them about yourself?"

The machine slowed down, and you licked your lips, warm between your legs.

"I'm a student," she spoke, clearly trying to stay coherent. "And I had a problem with leaking."

Castiel hummed a bit.

"She did," he agreed. "It's why we accepted her as an early employee. We knew she needed our services as much as we needed her."

"What do you study?" you asked her.

Cassie pressed her lips together.

"Communications," she whined. "Wanna be a journalist."

Castiel chuckled.

"She is very smart when she is not being fucked, I promise," he assured you.

Her face flushed in embarrassment, and you couldn’t help but be mesmerized by her body. She was so beautiful, tall and with big tits. Not huge, but with so much potential.

"Mr Novak," she whined, looking at him. "Can I have it now? What you promised?”

Castiel chuckled.

"Not while I'm doing the tour, honey."

She whined, boomed, and then he looked at the two of you.

"Well... Mr Winchester?"

Your husband stepped back, nearly hiding behind you.

"You could offer yourself to solve her oral fixation," he suggested. "If   you two are comfortable with that."

"Can I suck your cock?" she pleaded. "Please?"

Your husband was shocked at the question, and you glanced at him.

Oh, he was hard.

"What kind of question -"

"You should," you told him. "You're so hard already, Dean. And the floor doesn't look comfortable for my knees. I can continue the tour with Mr Novak on my own."

"We can stay," Castiel told you. "It's only appropriate, as you are his Omega. I would never suggest you leave him here on his own."

You nodded. It made sense. At least the way he said it did.

"Please," Cassie moaned. "Please, sir!"

Your husband unzipped his pants. He wasn't wearing his flannel today, just his leather jacket and a V-neck shirt. He was so handsome.

"There you go," he spoke hesitantly.

Cassie didn't even hesitate, quickly taking his cock and grabbing his hips, wrapping her lips around it and swallowing him.

Dean froze, shocked at her just pulling him, but Castiel didn't care. He was a boss trying to make his employee happy!

"Fuck," your husband moaned when she deep-throated him.

He pushed his fingers into her curly hair, slowly fucking her mouth. It wouldn't do good to harm his property, right?

Your brain caught with your thought.

Property?!

God, how fucked up were you?

Still, you rubbed your legs together,  eager, turned on by everything.

"Would you mind if I recorded it?" Castiel asked, all of a sudden.

Dean turned, confused.

"For the... hm... business website?"

Castiel shook his head.

"To Cassie's boyfriend," he told him, phone in hand. "It will help with her training."

Your husband nodded, and you watched as Castiel pulled a ring light before putting his phone in his pocket and going for Cassie's bag, setting her phone up and recording, focused on her face and Dean's hips.

You licked your lips watching them, and Dean grunted.

"You're slutty little cow, aren't you?" he caressed her hair. "No wonder you need to be fucked this early in the morning. Didn't even wait for us."

Castiel analysed them closely and calmly, as if they weren't doing anything surprising.

"You can go faster," he said simply. "A good bruising will be a suitable punishment."

Your husband looked very happy.

He fucked her throat faster, moaning and growling, and your chest ached.

Oh, you were going to leak soon.

Castiel looked at you, and your cheeks heated up, and you held the jacket closer, afraid of embarrassing yourself.

"Sweetie, come over," he instructed. "Look from this angle."

You complied, obedient.

He took off your jacket, hanging it aside, and gave you a little look before moving you to face Dean again.

"Look at him," he whispered near your ear. "Cassie is such a good cock-sucker, you know?"

You nodded weakly, rubbing your legs together, and gasped when he touched your chest over your shirt.

"Dean told me all about you," he told you, chuckling. "Said I'm your favourite porn star."

You bit your lip, holding back a sound, not wanting to ruin the video.

"I'm glad you liked our videos," he massaged your breast. "If we only caught you sooner... Dean says you have so much milk... but you are more of a breeder than a milker."

You held back a whine, rubbing your legs together.

"Sadly, we haven't cornered that market yet," he joked, chuckling.

His fingers worked and worked on your chest, and you blushed more.

“I’m going to-” you whispered.

“Shh,” he interrupted you. “You know, my brother Raphael says we need the public to respond better to us before we start offering breeding whores like you for sale.”

Your legs weakened and he held you in place.

You loved Dean and your life so much, but the thought of being filled up and leaking all day sounded so insanely good. Just being bred and milked the whole day.

“I can smell your slick,” he whispered into your ear. “Are you wet, sweet girl? I think you are.”

You squirmed, legs wet under your dress.

“I bet I could slide right in, and you would welcome my cock,” he hummed. “And without worrying about breeding you, because you are already bred.”

The pressure in your chest grew.

“Please,” you whimpered. “I’m going to wet my clothes all over.”

Castiel cooed you, all mockingly.

"Poor little thing," he kissed your cheek, taking his hand away.

You whined at the lack of touch, but didn't say anything.

"Cassie, dear, make him cum already," he commanded. "We have a tour to finish."

Not a second later, your husband moaned aloud, stopping fucking her mouth and cumming suddenly.

Castiel just chuckled.

"I told you, sweet thing," he looked at you. "She is very good."

He gave you your jacket back, and you covered yourself just at the right time before you felt your milk starting to dribble down, and you zipped it up at the same time your husband was zipping up his pants, trying to recompose himself as he moved to you.

"She's... uh..." he cleared his throat. "She knows what she's doing."

Castiel stopped recording and sent the video to someone - Cassie's boyfriend, probably - before giving her the remote back.

"Now, be safe and drink tons of water," he told her, back to being sweet. "I'll come back to check on you later, okay? If you need to go home early, talk to Meg."

He kissed her forehead and petted her hair before turning to the two of you.

“Let’s go.”

. . .

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DEAN WINCHESTER ONE-SHOTS

Stories are Dean Winchester x Reader unless otherwise noted.

(**Notes 18+ only and/or smut)

Restless Nights After a tryst you instigated in the backseat of his Baby, you and Dean have started something new. He’s just not sure that you’re as “all in” as you claimed to be.

(Sequel to Maybe More Than Enough)

Maybe More Than Enough You’ve been a friend and ally to the Winchester brothers for years, but you and Dean break new ground while on a stakeout to catch a witch.

Touch Me** - (Dean x Plus-size!Reader) Dean isn’t used to how “touchy” you can be, but he never said he didn’t like it.

Rest Dean is your rock, but you’ve become his place of rest.

Something Real** - (Firefighter!Dean W. x Reader) Now that you and Dean are officially engaged, you take some much needed time off together for a family vacation. But even with the wedding set for next year, the two of you are still at odds when it comes to one key part of your future together…

(Part of the Smoke Eater-verse)

Down to the Crust You’ve set out on a very specific mission for Dean. The problem is, you now have ulterior motives for your (formerly) pure love of baking.

As You Wish When Dean agreed to watch your favorite movie with you, you didn’t think it’d come with live subtitles.

Sharing Is Caring (II) Navigating a new relationship means learning how to share a bed with Dean.

(3-part series with Sam, Dean, and Castiel.)

Patched Up (I) How Dean thanks you for treating his wounds.

(3-part series with Sam, Dean, and Castiel.)

Make It Right** - (Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader) He didn’t mean to claim you. Not like this. Not before he’s meant to die.

Midnight Espresso-Verse** - (Dean x Plus-Size!Reader) A Masterlist of stories in which Dean dates a curvy Latina.

Summary: You’ve never taken Dean’s flirting seriously…until he asks you for an impromptu Spanish lesson. 

Get Stuffed Dean enjoys the way you cook Christmas dinner with a Latin flair, even if Sam likes to tease him about his insatiable appetite. You remind Sam about the true reason behind one of Dean’s biggest quirks.

(Part of the Midnight Espresso-Verse)

The Old-Fashioned Way - (Dean x Soulmate!Reader) You and Dean are having trouble trying to start a family. What happens when you turn to a spell for a possible solution?

(Part of the Never Say Goodbye-Verse)

Talk Bacon to Me A rare lazy morning where you feel like pestering Dean a little. He objects to being pestered, but ultimately, you both just want to spend some time together.

Easy Like Sunday Morning In which Sam is thoroughly done with motels, and you and Dean continue to make his life miserable.

Home Cooking Now that you and Dean have a daughter, living at the bunker with Sam means you get to be more domestic, to varying degrees of success. Dean learns to enjoy your attempts at cooking. 

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A thief at the bunker

Summary: There is a thief at the bunker.

Pairing: Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader

Warnings: fluff, scenting, a/b/o, idiots in love, sneaky Castiel, possessive Sam, implied smut/mating

Square filled for @spnfluffbingo (expired): Idiots in love

Square filled for @warmandfluffybingocards: Bed-sharing 

“Where are they?” you grumble. “I bought five new blankets, sheets, and new pillows. Now they are all gone.”

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” Dean pokes his head inside the room. “Do you need help? I was about to have a shower, but I’ll lend you a hand if you need me.” He grins when you throw him an angry look. “Whoa, what crawled up your ass.”

“Watch your tongue, Winchester,” you warn, and point your index finger at Dean. “I bet it was you.”

“Huh?” He cocks his head. “What are you talking about, Y/N? I don’t know what you want.”

“Have you seen the blankets I bought? I wanted to give one to Charlie when she comes to visit us this weekend. Now the blankets are all gone. We’ve got a thief at the bunker.”

“If it was pie or beer, I’ll be your man. But blankets and pillows are not my kind of poison,” he grins. “Maybe you simply misplaced them, Y/N. I can have a look at the guestroom if you want me to.”

“I came from the guestroom, Dean. I prepared it for Charlie, and only needed fresh sheets and one of the blankets for her. And now, they are all gone.”

Dean furrows his brows. “Maybe Cas needed them…no. He wouldn’t steal the blankets. I’m still not sure if he ever sleeps.”

“He’s a Netflix junkie,” you chuckle, but then you remember, you still need to find the blankets. “Crap. I don’t have the time or the money to buy new blankets. I need to find them.”

“Blankets?” Castiel joins you and Dean in the room. “I saw Sam carry a few blankets inside his room not so long ago. He snarled at me when I asked him if he needed my help.”

“Sam?” You gape at Castiel. “Why? He’s got a blanket, and I never took him for a blanket hoarder.”

“I’m not sure about it, sweetheart,” Dean pinches the bridge of his nose. “If we had to share a bed, he always stole the blanket. I woke up freezing more than once.”

“That fucker!” you growl. “How dare that man to steal my blankets.” Off you go to get your blankets and pillows back.

“There she goes,” Dean sighs. He glances at Castiel, who, to Dean’s surprise smirks darkly. “Cas, what’s the matter? Why the scary smirk?”

“Scary?” Castiel frowns. “I didn’t scare Y/N. I made sure she’ll find the blankets on Sam’s bed.”

“You want her to hurt my brother?” Dean swallows thickly. He wonders what Sam has done to deserve Castiel’s wrath. “What did Sammy do?”

Castiel sighs deeply. “They are pining for each other for years. I’ve had enough of watching them. So, I took matters into my own hands.”

The angel grins proudly.

Dean snorts. “You played matchmaker.” 

“It’s called heavenly intervention.”

“It’s called getting Sammy laid…”

“You! Samuel blanket thief Winchester! I will kill you for stealing my blankets,” you growl, ready to attack Sam.

He looks at you like a deer in the headlights. The hunter tried to find out who brought all the blankets to his room when you stormed inside.

Now he believes you tried to nest on his bed, and his heart swells in his chest. 

“I knew you feel the same,” you end up in his arms, his face buried in your neck. You are too stunned to even react. Moments ago you wanted to scold him for stealing your blankets, and now he’s walking you toward his bed.

“Sam…” you try to fathom what’s going on as Sam tries to get you on his bed. “What? Sam!”

“You brought the blankets and pillows here so we can make a nest.” You end up on Sam’s bed, buried underneath the hunter. “We will take things slow. I’ll properly court you. I've got nice gifts for my omega. I bought a new flannel, and the pumpkin pillow you like so much.”

“Sam…” You pat his back, but he won’t move. Sam sniffs along your neck to catch your scent. “We will rub our scents into the blankets, and you can move into my room after we finish the nest.”

“Sam…SAMMY!”

“What? Oh,” he lifts his head to grin at you. “Do you want to mate first? I knew you were a dirty girl. Let me just lock the door. We don’t want Dean to walk in on us…”

“What? I—” You watch Sam get off the bed to lock the door. He throws his shirt across the room seconds later, smirking as you drink his naked chest in.

“Yeah?” He furrows his brows.

“Forget it,” you unbutton your shirt. “I like your plan…is all…”

“You owe me fifty bucks, Dean,” Castiel smirks as the noises coming from Sam’s room leave little to nothing to his brother’s imagination. “I told you that all they needed was a heavenly intervention.”

“Tell you what Cas,” the hunter shudders hearing you mewl loudly. “We should leave the bunker, and I’ll drink the memory of the noises they made away…”

“I’ll accompany you, Dean. Maybe someone else needs my help too.”

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[julesthequirky]

Misha and Characters

Brat: Series; In order to adjust her behaviour and attitude, Y/N is sent to John’s and whilst she’s there, John’s sons, Sam and Dean take a liking to her.

Call Me Master: Oneshot; A helping hand turns into an ownership of a lifetime. PWP. (Castiel x Reader)

No Alpha of Mine: A/B/O Series; Reader denies the connection with her Alpha. (Castiel x Reader)

The Last Omega: A/B/O Oneshot; Reader is an Omega on the run from a ruthless leader. (Castiel x Reader

The Big Empty: Angst oneshot; Reader enters The Big Empty to save her favourite angel (Castiel x Reader

Grace: Fluff, light angst, oneshot; Castiel home alone with a baby. (Castiel x Reader)

Murphy's Law: Drabble, high angst; Things turn bad during a hunt. (Castiel x Reader)

Right Alpha, Wrong World: A/B/O oneshot; Running back to the rift the Omega reader has an uncanny meeting in the forest. (Castiel x Reader)

Suptober 2019: Short episodic drabbles including Castiel and reader in a will they, won't they? relationship. No smut, no angst (maybe). 

Owned By Sin: Smut, Mini-series: Whilst occupying Castiel’s vessel, Lucifer plays on a weakness of yours. They don’t call him the original tempter for nothing… (Casifer x Reader)

Part One. Part Two

Last Christmas: One shot, very violent and gory; Reader is unaware of her friend's true identity as Christmas becomes closer. (Casmodeus x Reader)

Lead Me Into Temptation: Smut, Series; Reader has a crush on her neighbour. (Misha x Reader)

Daddy's Brat: BDSM- hardcore smut, series; Misha and reader have a DDLG relationship.

Homewrecker: High angst, series; Reader makes a mistake, is cast out and disowned and sleeping rough. (Misha x Reader)

Forget Me Not: Mini-series: Reader wakes up after hitting her head, as her character on Supernatural. (Misha x Reader)

Part One. Part Two. Part Three.

Crazy In Love: Angst, drama, series; Reader is charged with the abduction of Misha but the case doesn’t seem to be all that black and white.

All Her Stars Broken and Stripes Worn Through, It's the Red, White and Whiskey Blues: EXTREME ANGST, series; Reader had a mental breakdown and quickly became estranged from her husband, Misha. Every day is a fight when there’s no reason to live any more.

The Alpha's Intent: A/B/O oneshot; PWP in the den. With sweaty Misha.

Kisses Have Consequences: Angst, series; A heated kiss between friends is shared causing the beginning of all their problems. (Misha x Reader)

Classroom Humiliation: Explicit oneshot; Reader gets humiliated in class. (Misha x Reader)

[captain039]

Serving her

Alpha!Cas x omega!reader

Warnings: AOB, light swearing, light gore, first time, smut, claiming, dominant cas, Cas has experience and is a fast learner, mates

When Cas first popped in you jumped out your skin while the boys seemed unfazed.

“Apologies” he said in a monotone voice and you just nodded staring at him confused as he spoke to Sam and Dean. You kept staring at him, feeling something stir inside you but you’re unsure what, you couldn’t smell him like you could Sam and Dean who were plainly alphas. You got a raised eyebrow from Sam who seemed to be trying to catch your attention but you were just baffled.

“What is he?” You blurted and they all looked to you.

“He is an angel” Sam said smirking slightly at you.

“Angel” you muttered nodding.

“Awesome” you said sarcastically.

“You don’t believe him?” The angel asked.

“Where’s your wings?” You asked arms crossed.

“You can’t see them” he stated.

“Halo?” You said mostly for laughs and he frowned.

“I don’t have a halo, no angels do actually” he said seriously.

“Oh” you mumbled.

“What’s your name?” You asked.

“Castiel” he answered and you nodded.

“So you weren’t nuts” you muttered looking to Dean.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!” He asked frowning.

“Nothing” you said quickly busying yourself with packing again.

“Continue your man talk” you said and they gave you odd looks before continuing.

“You don’t smell” you blurted before you could think and the angel turned back to you while you froze and flushed.

“I’m sorry” you mumbled and Sam snickered.

“Jesus” Dean rolled his eyes.

“I do have a scent, I just hide it as it is overwhelming to humans” he explained and you nodded.

“Sorry” you repeated shoving your clothes in your bag.

“I have to ask why is there an omega with you? Is she Deans?” Castiel asked and you wished the earth would swallow you up.

“Is she mine?” Dean said wanting to laugh and you glared and you went to yell at the angel.

“She beat my ass for touching her towel” he explained laughing and interrupting.

“You were gonna use it!” You snapped.

“No shes not Deans and her name is Y/n” Sam said.

“I know” Castiel said.

“Of course you do” Dean mumbled.

“Why is she here?” The angel pressed.

“She saved our asses more than once” Dean said and you smiled slightly.

“So?” The angel said and you glared.

“Dick” you mumbled.

“So, we owe her our lives” Sam sighed crossing his arms.

“Ok” Castiel finished and you frowned at his bluntness and lack of emotions.

After that meeting he kept popping in or turning up suddenly scaring the hell out of all of you most of the time. He just popped up randomly in the car or on a job, it wasn’t healthy for your heart, you were too young for a heart attack. Over time though you kinda got used to it, not the popping up randomly, but him being there. You were by yourself this time searching the house for clues while Dean and Sam acted as Feds. You were scared to act as a fed and always blew it.

“Have you found anything?” You almost screamed and shot as you turned to Cas. You glared lowering your gun and huffing.

“A text, a phone call, a letter, anything! So I don’t die of a heart attack!” You yelled and he just stared normally, no emotion.

“No I haven’t found anything” you sighed.

“Could just be an angry alpha” you sighed.

“Angry alpha?” Cas said frowning.

“You know, big bad wolf, I’m possessive and insecure so I’ll yell at the lower rank for kicks” you mocked sticking your chest out and flexing your arms. Cas just frowned and you rolled your eyes ready to give up on the angel.

“You know, you’re mean” you froze and turned at the voice in the hallway. A man stood outside the door, tattoos down his arms and face.

“Djin” you muttered worried.

“I don’t like your tone either” his eyes darkened and his voice washed over you uncomfortable. Your hands shook and you cowered, gulping.

“Answer me when spoken too!” He roared and you collapsed. Your whole body shook and you covered against the cupboard. You covered your face as the Djin screamed and disappeared, Cas standing behind him now. You shook uncontrollably and cursed silently. Cas spoke to you but you couldn’t hear him as he walked forward.

A scent filled your nose though and you frowned thinking maybe the boys turned up. You frowned staring at Cas who knelt by you before nodding his head once. You stared at him warmth filling you as your shakes left. He smelt…. heavenly, ironic. You wondered if all angels smelt like this, like, home. His hand was on your shoulder and knee that you had by your chest. An alpha using his voice was bad enough, a Djin using it, well that was worse.

You heard footsteps and saw Dean and Sam outside the door.

“You weren’t answering-“ Dean stopped mid sentence.

“What happened?” Dean asked coming in with Sam behind him.

“Geez” Dean held his arm over his nose.

“I had no choice” Cas said as you processed. He smelt really good, you didn’t focus on Sam and Deans scent at all, just his.

“You stink dude” Dean complained.

“You alright?” Sam asked as you looked to him.

“A Djin used his alpha voice on her, she was shaken up, I have disposed of the creature” Cas said. Dean frowned and you felt small and useless. This has only happened a few times, but it was either of the boys who calmed you down after the hunt, blankets, a jacket maybe. You all headed to another motel and you rented your own room, ready to curl up in a nest on the bed. Sam was quick to leave you his jacket while Dean was talking to Bobby about something.

“Call if you need anything” Sam smiled softly and you nodded going in your room and locking the door. You sighed shrugging on Sam’s jacket and sighing at the comforting scent of family. You raised the cupboard of extra blankets and pillows and made the bed into a nest. You wrapped yourself in blankets and turned on the TV. you sank into the sheets trying to shake the feeling that the Djin would pop up and do something. You shivered and shook your head focusing on the TV instead.

You awoke to movement in your room and grabbed your gun, aiming at whoever it was.

“Cas?” You said tiredly and he turned around.

“You’re awake” he stated and you rolled your eyes placing your gun down.

“Why’re you in my room?” You asked sighing. You frowned though, the same scent from before coming from him, he smelt really good, your whole body relaxing and calling him almost.

“I brought you supplies” he said pointing to two bags on the counter.

“Food?” You asked and he nodded.

“Your heat is approaching also” he said and you froze, body going hot.

“What?” You muttered getting up and checking your phone. You’d taken your suppressants you shouldn’t be going into heat.

“That’s impossible!” You said as Cas finished unpacking and turned around. He stilled looking you up and down and you frowned. You looked down and flushed, you only had underwear and a T-shirt on along with Sam’s jacket. You froze when he growled and walked forward.

“Take that off” he said voice low and commanding, but not using his alpha tone. You frowned before you realised. You shrugged off Sam’s jacket and Cas glared at it as you chucked it on a seat.

“It’s a comfort thing from family” you mumbled feeling like you had to explain yourself.

“You won’t need it” Cas said simply going back to putting items in the fridge.

“Huh?” You said confused by his behaviour.

“Cas?” You added when he didn’t answer. He sighed stilling his movements.

“Cas, what’s going on you’re scaring me” you crossed your arms, fidgeting lightly on the spot.

“Can you not sense it?” He asked seriously and you frowned.

“Sense what?” You asked.

“I can smell you if that’s what you mean, I don’t-?” You stuttered confused. He walked forward into your personal space and stared. You felt little under his gaze and avoiding his eyes.

“Mate” he muttered and your body shuddered as you snapped your eyes to him.

Next chapter ->

[spn-fanfic-reblog-writes]

So the 20 Qs for Fic Writers had me thinking that I should update y’all on my WIPs. So, I wrote down the file titles and typed the list up for you, my lovely followers.

Update

Want to know what I’ve been working on? See below the cut. ❤️💙💚💛

If you want to know about one or more of the WIPs fics below, please comment or reblog telling me the name(s)/title(s). I’m happy to answer. 😄 Excited to hear from you.

Legend

“ORIGINAL” means it isn’t a fandom fic. It’s my original piece of work.

“ ** ” means it’s published on ao3 and if you want more, you need to let me know in comments here or on ao3 and which one.

✍️ means it is an ask or equest so those are actively being worked on

Fic Titles:

(C) Don’t provoke Dean… (Pack Alpha!Hunter!Dean x Packless Omega!Hunter!Reader)

(C) Fledgling Cas**

#99 prompt (“You’re such a needy, good girl, aren’t you?” Female Sub Reader)

#99 v.2 prompt (“You’re such a needy, good pet, aren’t you?” Gender neutral Sub Reader)

09x03 I’m no angel Alt (just one scene)

09x03 I’m no angel Alt 2.0 (Episode rewrite)

2024-28-Feb Ask Beau x Reader ✍️

Alec M x Reader Crush (Alec McDowell x OFC Reader; Roommates to Lovers)

Alec x Reader 2

Alpha Dr Castiel Alpha Dean sinus

An Angel’s Unexpected Companion

Artsy summer exchange 2024 (Exchange SFW fic)

AU - BDSM Dom Cas switch/Dom Dean

Baby dragon vs the followers of the Thanatos Stone

Being a sex good isn’t all is cracked up to be (God!Dean x Angel!Castiel)

Bingo prompt Soldier Boy camboy

Blind Castiel A/B/O

By the flowers in his eyes (blind Gabriel)

Castiel’s Wings 2.0** (Angel Castiel x Hunter!F!Reader)

Dadstiel Plot 2.0 (Destiel+Kid)

Destiel date night

Domestic Destiel #? Glowy Angel seduction

Domestic Destiel #? Zorro meets Cowboy

Dragon Cas x Dean plot (Giant and Pet…)

Falling in love With an Angel ORIGINAL

Fell in love with a demon (Hell Knight Dean x Witch Reader; MoC Dean x Witch Reader)

Grindr meets long-term PLOT OUTLINE (Paramedic Dean x Doctor Castiel)

Guardian of Humanity A/B/O Plot

Guardian of Humanity A/B/O World and…

Guardian of Humanity Scene Drabble

Heat (Hunters!Destiel x Complex!Reader)

Imagine Dean comes home after having a bad day. (Hunter!Dean x Hunter!Reader)

Janus Coin - Winchester Brotherly Love (Body Swaping)

Post 15x19 DestielxOFC!Alex

Prize - Ketch/Gadreel/Dean+Kid✍️

Regarding Dean Rewrite 12 x 11 (Episode rewrite)

Romancing the Hunter** (Destiel x Reader)

Rough times with your mental illness…

Rough times with your mental illness…2.0

RPF First (Not) Date (Actor!Jensen Ackles x Actress!Female!Reader)

Sam x Psychic Reader (Reader thinks Sam has the most beautiful soul)

Sick Stubborn Reader x Angel Cas

Sinclair’s Daughter

Sleepy Angel Kisses (Destiel)

Soldier Boy x Reader (Solider Boy x Supe!F!Reader)

Spn 2.0 (Series rewrite)

Spn meets Fifth Element

Spn/Lilo & Stitch Fusion

Stereo love (Rock Star!Dean x Music Professor!Castiel)

Stone of Thanatos (death)

Surprise me contd** (Angel!Castiel x Hunter!F!Reader)

The Daughter of Death and Justice concept (Revenge fic, sort of; Destiel x Death Knight!OFC)

The monster under my bed (TFW Case Fic)

The Nephilim’s daughter (Revenge fic; Destiel x Death Knight!OFC)

The Omega (Alphas Destiel x Rescued Omega!Alex)

The Virus ORIGINAL (Origin story of A/B/O)

Two Men and the Virgin (AU - Modern; Husbands!Destiel x Single F!Henri (Neighbors to Lovers))

Vampire Dean (Currently, just smut)

Winchester A Life in the Hunter House (Tiny!Angel!Castiel x Tiny!Dean)

You want two Deans, Cas? (Angel Castiel x Current Dean x Season XX Dean; Slow burn; includes TFW 2.0)

[me-and-my-3lovers]

I'm weird and here's my masterlist

I write, sometimes, not always

Misha Collins and characters

A bond Never Meant to Be

Alpha!Castiel x Omega!Reader

What happens when you are trapped in a room, ready to be tortured by your boyfriend’s evil doppelgänger?

Forget Me, Please

Superpowered!Misha x Superpowered!Reader

A blurb I wanted to turn into a fic but didn't know where to go

At the flip of a coin

Harvey Dent x reader

Harvey comes to you after becoming two-face

Jensen Ackles and characters

A Helping Hand

Human! Jensen Ackles x Alpha! Male Reader Smut!

When a slip-up in a drinking game changes your life years later.

[impala-dreams-and-bunker-scenes]

Hello all my Tumblr loves. I had a minor operation today and now I'm on bed rest until at least tomorrow afternoon.

I would love to work on some writing. Please send me any ideas you have.

They can be a drabble, a one shot, a beginning of a series. I will write about mostly anything in Supernatural.

The request can be fluffy, angsty, smutty, ABO dynamics, or even AU. I just love to write for Supernatural.

I am totally feeling all the Valentine's Day fluffy feels, so I may totally be writing a couple Valentine's one shots.

Thank you loves, and have a beautiful day. ❤💙💚

[madam-lit-nerd]

I’ve Written Something!! And there’s a super long backstory to it...

So, about a year ago I found a blog on here that featured Captain America x reader fics. I kinda don’t love reader fics, but these were REALLY GOOD (I don’t know what happened to them though, because I can’t find the Tumblr anymore). That inspired me to try my hand at a reader fic of my own. So, I wrote the first draft of this last October, as a reader fic set in the Avengers universe with some ideas borrowed from AHS: Coven...and then life got busy and I tossed it aside until quarantine hit. 

Going back through my works-in-progress, I found the fic, and started working on it again. So, since March, I’ve been regularly updating this piece, but I never felt like I could post it. And then I realized: I couldn’t post it because it was a reader fic, and I’ve long since moved past that dynamic. So I updated it to be Destiel. 

So, here’s a fic that was originally a Reader fic in the MCU, which is now a Destiel fic in a kinda-canon Supernatural universe, but not really because we deal more with witches and old gods than angels and stuff. 

It is, of course, ABO, since I never write anything else, and there is an element of “forced bonding,” but that stems from a machine trying to create a bond, not anything violent or sexual. In fact: THERE IS NO SMUT IN THIS PIECE! 

So, if you’d like to read a wacky fic that hops all over the place with fandoms and shit, here’s the link for We Never Stood a Chance.

Enjoy!

[welldonebeca]

The Farm (II)

Summary: After dropping Sam and Jess at Stanford, Dean surprises you with a visit to Shurley Farms. Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader. With a side of A!Dean x O!Cassie, A!Castiel x O!Reader, and A!Dean x O!OC WC: 2.3k words Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics. Oral sex, dirty talking, degrading kink, lactation kink, exhibitionism.

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Masterlist

Castiel led you to the third room, and you stopped, surprised when you recognised the Omega from the video.

Oh!

"And... I think you might have known her already, uh?" he smirked to you. "This is Amy. She works with me in my farm, in the East. But she usually comes with me when I travel."

She smiled, all very giddy.

"Hello, dear," Castiel looked at her.

"Alpha," she smiled back.

Alpha. Not Mr Novak.

"Oh," Dean exclaimed by your side.

He didn't seem to mind, kissing her lips sweetly.

"Sweetheart, these are Dean and Y/N Winchester, I've told you about them."

"She moved all the way here?" your husband asked. "For you?"

Castiel smiled and brushed her hair back, revealing a mark on her neck.

His claim on her.

"I would follow him anywhere," she affirmed, smiling at him.

"You let your Omega work here?" you asked, unable to stop yourself.

Yes, the Omegas before had partners but Castiel was their boss, right? He was his Omega's boss, then?!

"I volunteered," Amy told you. "I wanted to be a part of this."

"My other Omegas are also part of our staff in the farm," he told you, not looking any ashamed as he palmed her breast. "We all believe in this principle."

You stared, surprised.

He had another Omega?

Omegas. As more than one.

“Your Omegas?” Dean asked, sounding just as surprised as you.

“We have a big pack,” Amy declared, arching her chest to Castiel’s hand.

He pushed her dress aside, pulling her nipple unashamedly.

"We are a big family," Castiel affirmed. "My Omegas and I. My brothers and their Omegas too."

You remembered the words in the video.

Once someone wanted to join their family...

Oh, God.

Amy moaned, squirming.

"Alpha." she whimpered. "Are you going to fuck me now?"

"Oh, sweetheart," he sighed, looking at you. "We have guests. Maybe we should be a little more generous."

Castiel petted her chin.

"We are a family, after all," he looked at the two of you.

You licked your lips, the top of your dress soaked with milk and your panties soaked with slick.

"Amy, sweetheart, why don't you strip for Mr Winchester," he suggested, and looked at you. "And Mrs Winchester, come on now. We don't need to ruin your clothes more."

You complied without even thinking, and barely looked at Amy when she moved to Dean.

"Try her milk," Castiel instructed Dean. "She is the best producer of the East Coast."

You watched Dean lean down and latch on her nipple, making her moan, and you rushed to peel off your clothes.

Castiel moved to you, licking your lips before kissing you hard, pressing his strong body against yours.

"Poor little thing," he cooed, pinching your nipple. "Leaking all over your dress."

His lips were more insistent than Dean's on your nipples, as if he knew too well what he was doing - and he did.

"Your milk is so sweet," he moved a big hand to your breast, squeezing it. "Perfect for pups."

You moved your hips like a needy slut, grinding down on his cock, feeling him so hard under you that you just had to have him inside you.

"Please, Alpha," you begged.

"You want me to fuck you?" he pushed his hand up your thigh. "Right in front of your Alpha?"

You whined, embarrassed, and he pushed his fingers into your hair, pulling on it and biting your earlobe.

"You should be ashamed."

His words made you moaned and get even wetter.

"But it's not like Mr Winchester there doesn't care, right?" he called, looking behind you, probably at Dean. "He's humping my Omega like a teen in rut. Her milk has made him so hard already. I bet he has a thick, heavy load to give her."

Castiel turned your head to your side, and you could see Dean and Castiel's Omega. Her gown was all wet, and you could see her thighs glistening.

"Go on, fuck her," Castiel commanded, and pressed his lips to your ear. "And you can watch."

His Omega unzipped your Alpha's pants, and you watched mesmerised as her small hand stroke his cock eagerly, with her leg over his hips.

You wondered why she didn't just get on all fours, but how would he suck her tits if she did?

"Pretty Omega," Castiel hummed, sucking your milk again, and you squirmed.

It was mesmerising, seeing Dean fucking that woman. Before Jess, you didn't even know you enjoyed seeing your husband fucking other Omegas, but since then... well, it just made you feel something else.

"You got the prettiest little tits," he pinched your nipple.

Your eyes widened.

Little?

When you looked back at Castiel, he was smirking and moving to pull out his cock. When he did, your eyes widened.

He was big. Very big.

Dean was very thick. He stretched you fully, rubbed against your walls and filled you fully.

Sam was very long. His cock would brush against your cervix and bruise it.

But Castiel?

Castiel was both.

"Do you like it," be leant closer to you, biting your lower lip, focusing his eyes on yours. "Is it big enough for you?"

You didn't have time to answer, and Castiel raised you up, pressing the tip of his cock against your cunt.

"So slicky," he cooed. "You've been wet for so long, hadn't you? Could see your pretty cheeks going red when you came to my office, your thighs pressing together as I spoke to you..."

You cried out, gripping his shoulders and crying in pleasure, teary eyed as he stretched you.

"Take it," he spoke into your ear. "It's your nature. It's what you're made for, taking cock."

You moaned, squirming. Fuck, he was so big. He was stretching you so much.

Castiel bit over your mating gland, not enough to mark but makign you moan and squirm, sensitive and hungry.

"God," you threw your head back.

He sucked on it, and your eyes nearly crossed.

"Little breeder," he cooed you. "I'm sure your Alphas will keep you full of cum, bred and bred until you can't take it anymore."

You moaned.

"You're lucky we are business partners now," he moved his finger to your cunt, rubbing your clit hard. "I would offer a pretty price to take you back with me."

You closed your eyes, hating how much that made you leak and flutter around his cock.

Castiel, though, noticed it clearly.

"You like that?" he rubbed you harder. "Of course you do."

He moved under you, making you bounce on his cock.

"Such a pathetic Omega," he grunted. "Stupid cock hungry little whore."

You moaned, embarrassed.

Fuck, you shouldn't like that as much as you did.

"Alpha," the other Omega moaned.

You looked over her. Dean was fucking her deep, now, holding her spread, lying on the floor, with her legs as up as they could go.

Fuck, he loved to fuck you like that before you got pregnant.

Castiel chuckled.

"Is he good?"

His Omega just moaned, speechless.

"She gets so dumb with a cock in her," he pinched your clit, and you yelped. "Being fucked gets her brain all silly."

He sucked on your gland, and you closed your eyes, nearly going just as silly as her.

"That's how I like my Omegas," he licked your gland. "All cock-drunk, with their pretty little brains dripping and dripping and dripping from their cunts."

You moaned, grinding down on him, already so close to the edge you could taste it already.

"And their tits leaking so much," he moved down, sucking on your tits again.

You tried bouncing on his dick, trying to get his knot inside you.

"Please," you whined. "Please, Alpha."

"You wanna cum, Omega?" he pressed his fingers harder. "And on a stranger Alpha's cock... you're such a slut."

You whined, squirming.

"Yes," you arched your body to him. "Please."

"Say it," he commanded. "Fully. Every word."

You moaned more, legs trembling.

"Please, I want to cum," you begged. "I need to cum. Please, please."

But he wasn't satisfied, biting down on your nipple.

"And who do you want to make you cum?" he asked.

"You," you cried. "I want you to make me cum. Please, make me cum, Castiel, please."

"Cum for me, then," he commanded.

You did, crying out, and he continued to fuck you as you went lightheaded.

Your brain was exploding with little fireworks as he continued to play with you, kissing and sucking your tits, and all you could do was let yourself be used by him,

All you felt was a new orgasm before your vision went black.

You yawned as you woke up, all snuggled up with Dean around you.

"Alpha," you called, feeling your throat a little sore.

You looked around, and he pushed a little bit of water to your lips.

You two were in the fancy break room, laying down together.

How you'd gotten there, you didn't quite know.

"You passed out a while ago," he caressed your face. "You got a little overwhelmed. And dehydrated."

Worry filled you quickly as you rushed to touch your belly, and your husband did the same.

"Don't worry, Castiel had some medical equipment," he told you. "The baby... she is perfectly fine."

You didn't quite catch his words, looking at yourself, and finding your hips bruised with handprints.

Oh. That was intense, wasn't it?

Your husband cleared his throat and you looked up at his face.

"I think that after today we can't quite call her Cassiopeia," he told you. "It would be weird to call our baby Cassie."

"Well, yeah," you agreed, looking at him. "I mean, we can't name our baby a name..."

You stopped after a minute, shocked.

"You agree with me," you looked at him. "You called her a she."

Dean chuckled.

"I might have... a hunch?" he asked, blushing. "Well, Castiel was checking and... you know. You were right."

You frowned.

"What? And how did he know?"

He shrugged.

"He's a doctor," your husband told you. "Most of his brothers are, actually. So he knows how to read an ultrasound."

You blinked, confused.

"Why would he have an ultrasound machine?"

Dean shrugged.

"He needs to care for the girls," he reminded you. "Ultrasound machines are used for a lot of things. Heart exams, thyroid exams and breast exams."

Oh, now that made sense.

You squealed anyway, excited with the news.

"She's a girl!" you celebrated. "Oh, Dean. What are we going to name her?!"

He chuckled, squeezing you.

"We can think about it later, honey," he reminded you. "We should head back on the road."

You pouted a little.

"Maybe," you moved your hand to his face, caressing his cheek and chin. "Or maybe... we could stay with Sammy and Jess for a while."

Your husband thought a bit.

"Well... they would love to hear the news," he caressed your hair. "And we could use some extra days off."

You squealed, excited!

Yes!

You two stood up together, and you found your dress folded on a chair, but Dean stopped you before you put it on.

"Cas got you something to wear on the way back," he told you before you could pick it up. "Your clothes are all wet, baby."

Your cheeks flushed a little. You had leaked all over everything.

But that wasn't the most embarrassing, no.

When Dean gave you what Cas had gotten you... it was a gown.

The gowns the Omegas wore around the farm.

You put it on anyway, and it was very comfortable, like clouds on your skin. But not very discreet at all, was it?

After all, it was made for easy access.

"Well, that's... sheer," Dean spoke slowly.

You looked down at yourself, and your nipples were showing through the white fabric.

He picked his leather jacket up and gave it to you, helping you put it on and zipping it halfway.

"There. Now you look more like Chuck's bride and less like you are trying to seduce people.'

You laughed as he put on his shirt again, guiding you out, and Castiel was waiting at the end of the corridor with a paper bag in his hands.

"Hello again," he smiled, offering it to you. "I got you a little something to fill you up."

You took it, a little embarrassed, and you were surprised to find a bottle of red juice, a bottle of water and big sandwich.

"It's enough to keep you up until you two stop to have an actual meal," he told you. "And I'm sure you have more water in the car."

"We are actually planning to stop back near Stanford," Dean told him. "Stay a while."

“Oh,” he sounded surprised, looking at you two. “You are in college?”

“No,” you shook your head. “But my other Alpha and our Omega do.”

He smiled largely, looking excited.

“That’s great!” he exclaimed. “I look forward to meeting them. I’m sure your pack is beautiful and will be very happy to know you two decided to stay.”

You smirked, already knowing what Castiel was thinking.

Naughty Alpha, already thinking of fucking another one of your pack's Omegas.

But... she might like him, yes.

"We'll stay in contact," Dean told him, looking just as smug, and you knew he had caught that too. "I'm sure they'll love to visit the farm once it is functioning fully."

"Of course," he agreed with a cheeky smile. "And if you ever need a personal tour again, you have my contact."

You pressed your thighs together. Oh, it would certainly be... interesting.

He led you two outside and stopped beside your card, and you smiled at him, putting yourself on your tiptoes and kissing his cheek.

"Goodbye."

Castiel chuckled.

"Naughty little Omega," he squeezed your waist.

You giggled, stepping back and getting into the car.

Maybe you were, sure.

But you loved it.

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[holylulusworld]

Claimed per accident - Part 7 - Dark Shadow

Summary: The Winchesters are your blessing and curse at the same time.

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Deanmon x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Sam, Alpha!John, Castiel

Warnings: angst, abo dynamics, scenting, true mates, knotting, mating, claiming, possessive reader, a hint of blood, smut, unprotected sex

A/N: For my fic, John made the deal to save Sam, not Dean. Castiel gripped John tied to raise him from perdition. Sam was soulless and Dean a demon. This is partially an AU.

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Your lips travel down his throat and you can feel the tension in Dean’s body grow. If you don’t stop you could cause his rut to break out earlier and on top of all, your heat is due.

“Omega…” Barely recognizing Dean’s voice you push him against the wall, fist his shirt to not let him escape. “You need…oh…son of a bitch, Y/N. If you don’t stop, I can’t control my instinct any longer…”

“Alpha…” It’s a low purr leaving your lips as you bite his neck hard enough to draw blood. Your nails dig into his biceps and you are sure Dean just creamed his pants as he whimpers against you. “Mine…”

“What the…?” Gasping John looks at his son's neck. You claimed your mate in a dazed state and the eldest Winchester knows you could hurt his son even more if he doesn’t stop you.

“Omega, calm. You need to let go of Dean.” Eyes glowing you glare at John before you bury your face into Dean’s neck. The scent of his rut makes your toes curl and you can’t fight your instinct any longer.

“I…I can’t…it’s like back then…” Licking Dean’s neck, caressing the claiming mark you wrap your arms around his heated body. “Need him…”

“Y/N, you will hate your Alpha even more if he takes advantage of your state. I can scent your heat, Omega…” Sam’s words make you gasp against Dean, still, you won’t let go of the panting Alpha.

“Dad, I can’t resist her for much longer.” Dean is fighting his instinct hard. Sweat runs down his forehead and his eyes warily watch his father and brother standing in his room, his territory. “If you don’t bring her away, I’ll knot her good…”

John’s eyes darken at the thought Dean will be the first of your mates touching you again. “Dean, calm. Now help me, son. We need to isolate her from us, or none of her mates will be able to hold back…”

“No!” Snarling into John’s direction you press your body closer to Dean’s. He’s snarling now, ready to attack anyone threatening his claim on you. “I want…”

“Omega, you don’t want this, and we can’t do this to you…not again…” Dean tries one last time but you fist his hair, force him to look down at your trembling form.

“It’s always been like that between us, Dean…please…” The desperate Alpha throws his head back to find a rational thought in his hormone-driven brain. “I want to touch you…”

“Y/N…back then…” His lips brush yours. “I was a demon and didn’t care but now…” Tongue slipping into his mouth you silence him as your hands frantically tug at his shirt.

“Cas do something!” John wants to step closer but he’s not suicidal and will not risk Sam’s safety either. You are close to going feral and even worse, his son’s rut is in full swing. “Can you not knock her out or something?”

Amused Castiel watches you fumbling Dean’s pants open. Your hands greedily slip into his boxers and the Alpha cries out as you start to stroke him.

“I can’t, John. All she wants is Dean and his knot. You can go and let them mate or you can try to part them…” 

“What the fuck, Cas! You told us we shall not touch her and now you leave her alone with an Alpha in rut?” Sam gasps as he can hear you purr into John’s direction. “Y/N…”

“I can assure you, Sam that…” Smirking Castiel watches you rip Dean’s shirt open. “Y/N is in full control of her instinct right now. This Omega takes what she wants.”

“She claimed Dean…” The eldest Alpha sighs. “What now?”

“You can let her claim you too, John…” Castiel shrugs before he leaves the room.

Three days ago, you decided to not let anyone rule your life. You know there is no way you can leave the Winchesters, not with a death sentence on your back but if you stay, you’ll do it to your conditions by wrapping the Alpha’s around your pinkie…”

“What?” Sam’s dominant side won’t let you mark him, but the needy Alpha, the part wanting your attention feels the pull toward you. “I…”

“Dean…” Your hands impatiently tug at his pants and just now the Alpha’s posture changes.

He can feel your bond strengthen and now he will make sure all other Alpha’s will see you are his…

“Mine…”

Mine…the word he used back then makes you wake from your lust-driven episode…

Around four years ago…

The air is chilly, but you need a break from the stupid guy trying to get into your pants. Sometimes Beta’s are not better than Alphas. At least an Alpha can blame his instinct, a Beta doesn’t have such an excuse.

Rubbing your arms, you walk toward your car as you hear someone groan behind the dumpster. Your first reaction is to get your gun out to walk silently toward the alley behind the bar.

One the ground is the guy you saw fight with another Alpha some time ago. He must’ve flirted with the Omega of the other man.

“Do you need help?” There is blood on his face and hands, but you can’t see a wound. “Can you hear me or are you too drunk, dude?”

“I can hear and smell you, Omega…” Purring he looks up at you, a dirty grin on his lips. “I smelled you inside too, even felt your eyes on me while I hit that guy…”

“Looks like he got you good…huh?” Offering the Alpha your hand you laugh as he stumbles a bit. “Getting drunk to hit on a claimed Omega ain’t smart, dude…” His eyes land on one of your claiming marks and his features darken.

“Where’s your Alpha?” Mesmerized by the way he darts his tongue out to wet his lips you barely understood the question. “I asked you a question…” His hands grab your arms and you feel the heat radiating through his body.

“Gone. He claimed and left me. Wasn’t the kind of Alpha to live up to his promises I guess…” Laughing bitterly you watch the Alpha’s eyes darken. There is something else in those green orbs now.

“Perfect.” He beams at you moving faster than you expected from a drunk Alpha as he walks you toward the parking lot. His hands are on your waist and you can’t help it but open your mouth when he claims it roughly.

“Going to make you mine…”

Now you can smellhis rut and you are so lost in your instinct you forget about your past bad experience and let this foreign Alpha nip at your neck. 

“Alpha…”

“I could smell you among all those Omega’s. I knew you’re mine and that you need my knot. I dropped the boring chick to get you…” His purrs go straight to your core and you are close to coming only from the way he claims your body with his hands and lips.

“You’re still hurt. Let me bring you to my motel room…” While the Alpha shakes his head you slowly lose all control.

Your hand's paw at his clothing and you cry out as he rips your shirt open to reveal your breasts to bring his mouth to one nipple.

Eyes darker than before he looks at you before his lips seal around the pebbled nub. Your back arches and you feel wetness dampen your panties as he suckles at your tit.

“I wish I could wait and mark those tits first but…” Spinning you around he presses you onto the hood of his car. “I’ll have you right here ‘mega…”

“Y/N…that’s my name…” Whimpering you feel his hand move between your legs to toy with your clit. 

“Dean…Sweetheart…” Panting into your neck he slips two fingers into you, pumping them hard enough to make you cry out. “I want you to know the name of the Alpha making you his…”

Lost in your instinct, too far gone you hear the sound of his zipper coming down before his cock nudges at your slit.

When he slips inside you can’t stop the words from spilling as you cry out his presentation along with ‘claim me’.

Dean is urged on by your words, grabs your waist to plunges deep enough into you to hit your cervix with every thrust. He doesn’t need long to let your coil tighten.

While you push back onto him Dean smirks before he covers your body to snap his hips against your ass. You can feel your slick run down your legs as his balls slap against your clit.

Purring you tilt your head, expose your neck to the Alpha. His teeth graze your skin and you are sure you imagine things due to your wrecked state, but you could swear you saw your father watch you from the sidewalk.

Not wanting you to recognize the elder man watching you and him Dean nibbles at your neck, whispers dirty words against your skin and you close your eyes to let the high ripple through your body.

When you feel his teeth sink into your neck your eyes snap open and a feral cry leaves your lips. 

Your eyes darken the moment his knot locks inside of you and just now you see the man you believed is your father is covering his mouth with one hand.

But you can’t follow him, you can’t talk to him as the Alpha’s knot is trapped inside of you and his teeth won’t let go of your neck. Blood runs down your shoulder as you wiggle in his grip, call your fathers name but the man on the sidewalk runs off.

“Mine…my mate…” When you close your eyes this time, the tears slip down your cheeks. “I’ll take care of you…”

Now…

“No…you are mine…” Snarling you push Dean toward his bed, and a yelp escapes his lips as he lands on the mattress.

You don’t hesitate. Before anyone can stop you, your hands grasp for his pants to drag them down his legs.

“Shit, dad…she’s going to…uh…” Sam snarls into your direction and a dirty grin appears on your lips.

“He’s mine…” Looking over your shoulder you lick your still bloody lips clean. “If you ever want to touch me, you’ll have to submit to me…”

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[julesthequirky]

The Last Omega

Summary: The world had gone to shit, thanks to a certain blue eyed angel who ruled with an iron fist. You were the last in existence and very much wanted by the angels. You had been on the run and rebelling with Alphas and Betas across the US. With your heat coming you needed to get the suppressant and fast.

Warnings: SMUT! knotting, mating, talk of breeding, omega heat, language.

WC: 9501

A/N: This fic was written for @ain-t-bovvered and @waywardbaby 666 followers challenge. 

My prompt was: 

“I’ll scream!” 

“Likely. If not before, certainly during. I expect they’ll hear you, you’ve got good lungs.” Prompt will be bolded.

My sins were:

Feedback is GOLD. If you like it, reblog it.

As always, my work is unbeta’d to all mistakes are mine.

You didn’t check the text warning you to change course as the base had been compromised, you hadn’t felt the buzz and now you were close to the safe house. A voice boomed inside. You jumped out of your skin and crouched behind large rubble close by.

“Where is my Omega?!!!!”

You held your breath. Only a mere few metres away from one of the most feared angels in the Garrison and on earth. You had to keep your cool. If he knew…you were in a whole world of trouble.

“Who is this for?”

You closed your eyes, and prayed they didn’t give you up. They knew you were arriving but had no idea you were already here. You heard mumbled voices, then screams as he killed everyone without mercy.

Taking a peek, you could see the house and the rubble of those beside it. Maybe he would de-materialise and you could pick up the injection. You needed it. Your heat was coming. You knew it. You’d been feeling…off. One of those injections lasted about three heats, enough to get through a quarter of the year without a hitch. Without it he would be able to sniff you out in an instant.

In your pocket, your phone vibrated. You pulled it out, answering in case it was anyone from the Resistance,

“Can’t talk.” you whispered.

“Mmm, and why would that be?”

Your breath caught in your throat and you turned, sliding down the rubble you hid yourself behind. It was him. And you had to get away and leave your phone behind.

“Are you nearby, Omega? I tell you what, you come out now and I won’t kill every single one of your friends, and you’ll get your precious injection.”

It was a tempting offer. Too tempting. You knew it would not go that way. The Betas and the Alphas from the Resistance would die fighting until their last breath defending the last Omega left on the planet.

He sighed.

“I have traversed far across this land, sought out hard to find Omegas, ripped them from families and enslaved them to breed for my brothers, but none have presented to be as challenging as you, little one. You were a little hellion, smart mouthed and that hot little body, but then you got away,” he paused and you heard the crunch of gravel underneath his steps. “And from there it turned into a deadly cat and mouse game.”

You stiffened. Out here you were a lamb to the slaughter and if you didn’t move you wouldn’t bleet in the sun again.

“I don’t know how you managed to slip through each search but I assure you when your heat hits, I will find you. You will be a beacon, projecting that luscious scent to all the Alphas.”

You placed your phone on the ground. That was your one and only tool for communicating with the resistance and now it was gone. Castiel had the number and you knew he wouldn’t hesitate to call every second of the day. You would just have to manage without.

There was another hideout not too far, about two towns away you guessed. Once there you could eat and finally take the damned injection and maybe rest up.

He chuckled. You froze.

“Oh, you’re close by. Your thoughts are running a mile a minute.”

You turned to leave and were met with a black pair of dress trousers and immaculate shoes. You gulped, a little surprised at how calm you were.

Coffee, salted caramel and a dark intoxicating musk filled your nostrils. It made you want to stuff your face to his chest and inhale even more, you wanted to become high off it. You forced yourself to look up.

There he was, the beautiful blue eyed Alpha angel who had orchestrated the downfall of Omegas, who had a high desire to rule over mankind, enslaving those he deemed useful and killing anyone with a wave of his hand to anyone who would dare defy him.

This angel had chosen you. He hadn’t marked you, hadn’t claimed you, he had simply said “This one’s mine.”

He took one hand out of his pocket and held it out for you. You shook your head and shuffled away, tripped, fell back on your pack. He advanced towards you and you scrambled back. He pursed his lips and his blue eyes turned steely.

“Stay. Away. From. Me.”

Your heart had picked up its pace, a cold sweat washing over your body and a cluster of angry butterflies swarmed in your stomach. You pulled your blade out, pointing it at him. Your chest heaved with the struggle to keep your breath regular.

His blue eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched and his hands fisted.

“Where did you get that?” he hissed. It was an authentic angel blade. Useful for killing demons, monsters and angels. “Give it to me!”

You shook your head. Hell no. This blade had helped you out of a few sticky situations. He advanced to you and you managed to roll to your stomach and lift your body up. In the space of seconds you were up on two feet and he had your pack handle grabbed. Instinct took over. You pulled your elbow back, connecting with his solar plexus. He grunted from the force and you tried twisting your way out. He went to place his fingers to your forehead, and you knocked his arm out the way.

You valued your life way before any of your belongings. You unhooked your pack and dashed forward. Angel blade in hand, your only source of defence, you were lighter, freer, and you knew you could always get more supplies.

You ran into a solid wall and yelped in pain. A wall which had materialized in thin air. An arm wrapped around you trapping you and no matter how much you kicked, punched, scratched and wriggled he wasn’t letting you go. A hand rested on your head. You struggled to fight the impending darkness taking over you. Your resistance slowed as your brain fuzzed over.

“Must…fight…” your hands gripped onto the lapels of his trench coat, your forehead pressed against his chest, allowing his scent to go through you.

“Shh, Omega.” his hand stroked back your hair, the simple act calming you.

You lost your restraint and your limbs ceased their fight and your mind fell into unconsciousness.  

  He finally had you. Finally had the last Omega in existence. And you were his. He had been relentless in his pursuit, maybe even reckless. Hell, he didn’t spare a single life when it came to you. His brothers called him an angel possessed, obsessed too. He didn’t care what they called it as long as they did his bidding.

He had his Omega. He proclaimed it across the heavens and the earth. No one could stop him now. He had all of Heaven under his control and all of mankind under his reign. Now he had his Omega to rule by his side.

 Sensations deep in your belly tugged at your centre, making you groan and roll, pulling the blanket with you. The scent of salted caramel, cedar and burnt oak encased you. Fuck. That moment you pushed that thought aside. It couldn’t be. You dreaded what you knew. You pushed the blanket aside and sat up. Pain combed through you, and you cried noting the blanket you had been wrapped in wasn’t a blanket at all, it was Castiel’s trench coat. You threw it across the bed acting as if it had stung you. You slipped from the bed. Adorned in a simple black t-shirt with FREEDOM, you seethed. He had no right. Thankfully he had the decency to keep your panties on. Freedom. It was a sick joke.

It was a little too early for your heat and the last time it happened he had captured you, yet you had managed to get away.

There was a door. You clutched your aching stomach and headed straight for it. You had to get out of this room. It stunk of him and each time you inhaled, it made you needier for him. The door slammed open and you jumped back. Your body called out for him, below you were a hot aching mess, nipples pebbling just from the sense of recognizing its Alpha.

“Get. Away.”

He shook his head.

“I’m not letting you go anywhere this time.”

Your womb pricked with heat and you grimaced. “Give me the injection.”

He took it from his pocket. “This?”

“Yes,” You stretched out your hand ready to take it. “I need it. I’m in heat.”

He pushed down the syringe plunger, letting the fluid squirt out into the air. Your mouth hung open and you cried.

“You. Monster.”

“No, Y/N, monsters are the creatures that Sam and Dean hunt, that you used to hunt. I’m an angel of the Lord. I rule the Heavens and over mankind. I am your Alpha and you are my Omega.”

“Then you’re so much worse than any one of those monsters,” you snarled. “And I’m not your fucking Omega. You have all the Omegas, no doubt bred a few, I bet. You’re not getting me. I am not your true Omega.”

His head tilted and squinted his eyes, until they widened in realisation.

“Ohhh, I see. All those Omegas, they weren’t for me. True, I had an intention of breeding with a few, but it never happened. They were for my brothers. See Nephilims are powerful creatures. Half human, half angel and extremely useful. At least 30% of them will present as Omega. All I wanted was to rule the world.”

“Then you’re a greedy little bitch!”

“If I am anything, I assure you, it is not a female dog.”

He closed the door behind him and you panted as the pain had you doubled over. You hugged yourself and shivered. He was right there, yet you were denying it. You wanted it not to be him. Sweat covered your whole skin and slick coated you below. You didn’t understand how calm he was being. All the Alphas you knew or heard of would go wild if they scented an Omega’s heat. They became animalistic, primal and all they wanted was to fuck the Omega’s brains out.

The pain increased and had you curled up on the floor. You took deep inhalations of the scent from the t-shirt you were wearing. It calmed you, made you feel that tiny bit better, made you feel you were coping with your heat. You cried out as it intensified, your body shaking from the pain. The slick doubled and you felt it coat the top of your thighs.

“You need me. Or you’ll die.”

“Then I’d rather die.”

“You’re lying.”

His footsteps sounded on the white tile flooring. He was so much closer. You didn’t need to check to know.

“You’re not sure though,” you panted, looking at him as you were pressed to the floor. “All those Omegas you lost. All those Omegas you cast aside, just because they took a knife to their wombs. They sacrificed their biological intent just so you couldn’t have them. They died-”

“In vain, Omega. I still became the most powerful angel across the garrison. I have my archangels brothers grace. And I have my Omega.”

You couldn’t control the shaking and the t-shirt you was wearing was losing its scent as your sweat soaked through.

“I don’t need an Alpha. I don’t need pups. I don’t need any of that. I have myself.” you shuddered through.

He gave a soft laugh.

“An independent Omega. A bane to my existence you’ve been. You and your little Resistance friends have become more than a nuisance, but it’s nothing I can’t click my fingers at. I can wipe them all out, Y/N. Tell me, when was the last time you had a heat?”

You didn’t answer him. It had never been this bad. The cool tile alleviated some of your sweat but it did nothing for your cramps. It did nothing to stave off the heat. You were struggling, saturated in his scent, you gasped in breaths. You needed air. Fresh air. Outside and far away from Castiel.

“That’s quite impressive, Omega. Two years you’ve been on the run. Two years using back street suppressants. Two years using scent neutralisers. Two years I’ve been searching.”

“I need…-” you gasped without knowing how to finish.

“My knot.”

At those words your womb convulsed, your sex clenched hard at nothing and you gave a gritted cry.

“No,” you ground out. You didn’t. “To sleep.”

His hand came out and covered your head. You didn’t fight it this time and allowed the darkness to cover you. Sleeping was the easiest way to pass a heat, but you doubted he would let you do that.

 You came to dripping in sweat. You threw back the trench coat he had covered you with again and sat up, to be met with a very pregnant Omega. She looked vaguely familiar. Probably one of them enslaved to breed for the angels. She looked well kept, healthy in fact. She was glowing.

“Y/N, it’s me, Olivia.”

Olivia. Your mind reeled back two years. Olivia. You had made a pact with her. Had promised to get out with her. She had been as hellbent as you had. And now here she was: demure and domestic. Her brunette hair hung in waves around her sweet face, she had a tray in her hand. You sniffed, whatever it was, it smelled delicious.

“Castiel sent me down here.”

“Do you do everything he says?” you asked.

She looked away from you and you huffed.

“What happened to you, Olivia? You used to be a fox. An absolute fire ball. Spitting, kicking, scratching. What the hell happened?!”

“C-Commander…” she stammered and never finished.

“So the Commander… fancy pants Commander, the one who grabbed you, and you screamed at me to keep running. That Commander,” you didn’t wait for her to respond. “You said you’d find a way out. You’d meet me. I waited for you. I waited ten days! I faced groups of angels, one right after the other,” you swung your legs off the bed and walked to her, your hair wild from all the sweat. “Did they torture you? Or did the Commander make you his bitch?”

She put the tray down on a tiny coffee table one corner of the room with some force.

“He’s my true Alpha, Y/N. Do you know how hard they are to come by? I never thought I’d want this. None of it. But it turns out I did. And I do. Besides, its not so bad having the angels rule over us.”

“Not bad?! Tell me when the Commander was fucking your brains out did he leave any in you?”

She gave you a scathing look and folded her arms across her chest.

“A little bit hypocritical considering you were clutching on to your Alpha’s trench coat like it’s about to be ripped away from you.”

You snarled at her and headed for the food. You didn’t like it when she hit you with teh truth.

“You’re sniffing his scent out. Y/N you need to stop denying it. I get that you’re sooo independent, but face the facts. Castiel is your true Alpha.”

You ripped the bread, dunked it in the stew and ravaged what was such a small meal. It was much better than the scraps you had been living on, and made you feel mildly better.

“It’s Castiel, not your bloody Commander, Olivia. Castiel the Most Fearsome ruler. Castiel who controls everything. He demolished governments, demolished cities, hell even countries! I can’t allow him to be my Alpha. I may be the last Omega but I won’t let him think he can own me. I won’t be owned. I’m better on my own.”

“You’re fighting a losing battle,” Olivia paused after picking up the tray. “You do know you can leave this room? You’re not confined. Just because you’re in heat doesn’t mean you’re shut in. If you want a bath or shower you can. The Alphas aren’t here.”

You wanted one. Needed one, the sweat had soaked through the t-shirt. You nodded.

“I’ll get Castiel to get another t-shirt.”

You shook your head.

“No. I don’t want to wear anything with his scent on. I want my own clothes. And I want my rucksack. I want my stuff, Olivia. And I want to get out.”

“I know what you’re thinking, Y/N, but the truth is, the Omegas are safe here. We are all well looked after. There is no one trying to hurt us. The angels are good to us.”

You looked at her like she had gone mad.

“Good to you? You’re enslaved to breed for them! You can’t leave! It’s not a good thing! They keep you here, lured with home comforts that the world craves, just so the Omegas can have their babies. Outside, I’m free. I can make my own decisions. I don’t have rules, or someone dictating over me. ”

Olivia looked away.

“You’ve been on your own a long time, longer than I have. And I get it, but I like it here. I don’t need to fear for my safety. I don’t need to worry about not having enough food. Or rest.”

“No, instead you have to suffer through your heats, like a bitch.”

“Did you dream of him?” She had changed the subject.

You looked at her oddly.

“Last heat you had, did you dream of him? Did you dream of him this time?”

You didn’t answer her. The truth was hard to swallow and even harder to admit.

“I thought so. It’s a natural side effect.”

Olivia opened the door and you felt relieved for you could breathe without the scent of Castiel infusing with your whole self.

You stepped out, your bare feet padding on the floor. You didn’t know where you were, except on earth. The house looked too big, too new, too perfect and too white. Clearly built by angels and way out of place in this apocalyptic world.

Other Omegas stared at you. They knew who you were, knew who you were meant for, and from that some gave dirty looks. You gave them a look to intimidate even the most brassy of Omegas. Olivia tugged at your hand.

“Don’t- just- come on.”

“They started it.”

She pulled you along another stark white corridor and opened a door. Your eyes were blinded by how white it was. A large tub dominated the room, pure white in ceramics and startlingly beautiful. Everything you needed was here, towels, soap, shampoo, fuck, there was even a hair-dryer. Your eyes glossed over each and every luxury. You had been without them for a long time. But it was a rouse to keep you here, to keep the Omegas here.

“Your suite isn’t quite ready yet.”

You turned so fast you became dizzy.

“What?”

She bit her bottom lip.

“Castiel, he designed you a suite. They’re finishing it up.”

You felt your upper lip curl into a snarl.

“I have no desire to stay here. Once my heat is through I’m gone.”

You had zero intention of staying even through your heat. Once you could get away from Olivia, you’d locate some clothes and steal a weapon. If that was possible.

Olivia stayed the extra minutes until your bath was drawn.

 Stepping out you wrapped the towel around you. You opened the door to find a black folded up t-shirt and pair of panties. It was better than nothing for now. You closed the door and shoved on the items. This t-shirt had LUST OR BUST with a set of red lips. You shook your head.

You walked out, and tried to locate your way around the maze of a building. Clothes were a must. You located a bedroom and entered. You flashed through the closet, grabbing jeans, socks and extras. You pushed on some sneakers and threw everything in a drawstring bag. You pulled on a jacket and walked out.

Avoiding the Omegas was hard. It was harder when you were in heat, but they weren’t willing to question you. Hell they weren’t willing to even go near you.

You came to a domed entrance. You peeked round a corner and saw an arched door, guarded by two Betas. Two armed Betas. You thought you could take them.

You slid along the wall until you reached the other side. One sniffed the air.

“Omega in heat.”

“There’s always an Omega in heat.”

You stilled.

“Nah, this is stronger. Closer.”

You closed your eyes and held your breath, hoping to God they would think nothing of it.

“Pussy smells good.” the other acknowledged.

“Hmm.”

You rolled your eyes and waited for them to calm down again. Just when you were sure, not before, you started the jump from pillar to pillar, staying behind them. You didn’t wait when you were by them and attacked. You punched the closest one on the face and quickly disarmed him, then you thrust the blade in the second Beta’s heart, who didn’t even see it coming. They didn’t call you the assassin for nothing. You killed the other one for safety measures, afterwards cleaned the blade on his combats, and opened the doors sliding the angel blade up your sleeve. You breathed. And shivered. It was damn cold and you only had a light jacket on. If you found shelter for the night, you’d be fine.

In the blink of an eye angels appeared forming a semi-circle around you, trapping you. Damn.  

“Y/N, you’re not thinking of leaving, are you?”

Balls.

You slipped the angel blade from your sleeve, letting it fall and catching it in your hand. You would fight your way out of this if you had to.

“That won’t be necessary.” Hannah said.

Hannah. Always loyal to Castiel. Always would be. She was probably in love with him.

“Out. Of. My. Way.”

You took a step forward but none moved.

“You’re his Omega. We’re here to protect you.”

“Last time I checked, I didn’t need protecting. I don’t want to live a shut in life, thanks. You might do as he says, but I never will.”

“But you’re Omega-” another started.

You looked at the male angel which had spoke up.

“So what, you think that just because I’m Omega, I should put up and shut up? Is that it??!” You grabbed him by his collar and had the blade against his throat in seconds. “Need I remind you, I’m not that kind of Omega. You might think Omegas are lower than scum, at the bottom of the chain, and submissive to Alphas, but I’m not. Trust me when I say I’ve killed a lot like you. And I won’t hesitate to do so again. I am not breeding stock, and I won’t be dictated. Get that into your thick angel skull.” you shoved him back.

Your body pricked with heat.

“His ways are good. His ways will keep you safe. His ways-”

“Shut the hell up!” you yelled “Now move!” you tried shoving one back, but they didn’t budge.

“You are in heat.” Hannah stated.

“Yeah, no shit.”

“It would be wise of you to stay here through your heat. We have the facilities.”

“But not the suppressants. I need suppressants.”

The angels looked at one another.

“They’re outlawed.”

“I know that!”

The cramps came back and you cried out, dropping to the floor, curling up. You fought for breath, nipples pebbling and the arousal burning ever more brightly. Your fingers curled into a fist on the floor, the angel blades tip skimming the surface of the ground and you groaned as the sweats kicked back in.

“And what do we do with lawbreakers?”

His voice had you looking up at the group. His voice had you slicking some more. His voice had you in a world of trouble.

“We… kill them… Sir.” The angel looked to his Overlord with confusion and looked down to you.

“Go on, do it. Kill me,” you growled. “But you won’t get your ‘most prized’ breeding stock, and I’ll be free of you forever.”

You heard him chuckle lightly.

“You are not breeding stock. You are my Omega,” he looked to the angels “And why hasn’t anyone helped her up?”

All at once there was a rush of angels clambering to help you up. You stabbed one that touched you, punched another that got too close. An angel close to you lit up blue, putting his hand out. You heard Castiel yell at the angel in question and covered your ears.

“But sir, she killed the two Betas guarding the front entrance and and Jophiel. ”

“Well clearly they were incompetent. And I underestimated my Omega. For that she will be disciplined.”

“Fuck. You.” you spat.

He pulled you up and without snapping his fingers you were standing in front of a large oak door, which was guarded by two Beta angels. You slipped from his grip to the floor, dizzy. You were never one for angel transportation. You put your hands flat on the cool surface, your eyes shut tight as you tried to become clear headed.

“I teleported us a couple hours into the future. Nothing too drastic. I just wanted to show you your…our suite.”

He picked you up like you were a bride on your wedding night. Touching him, being held by him did nothing to alleviate your arousal. You let out a weak moan, but didn’t fight him. The doors opened and he walked in carrying you. You probably didn’t weigh a thing to him. He stopped and let you down, his hands on your shoulders.

The first thing you noticed was that the room was all white. It was you supposed, a sitting room, adorned with chairs, tables, bookshelves. Even the books were white. Large top to bottom windows dominated the room letting natural light in, allowing you to see everything, to survey the mess below, to look upon the less fortunate.

“It’s your kingdom too.”

You shook your head.

“I don’t want it.”

His hands stroked down your spine and you let out a shiver. You closed your eyes, ashamed from the arousal spiking, but you didn’t move away. You felt magnetised to him. You couldn’t help it. You could feel him, his chest almost against your back, his head bent down beside yours, his breath fanning over the shell of your ear. His hands brushing against yours. He was big and distracting. And you hated him for it.

“Just think of what you can do for the Omegas.” he whispered, his hands snaking round your hips.

You groaned and almost sunk into his touch until you snapped out of it and shoved his hands off and pulled yourself away and turned to him.

“What the hell!”

“You almost let yourself go. Your body recognizes I’m its Alpha. You almost did,” His fingers came to stroke your hand, but you snatched it back. “Give in to those urges, Y/N.”

You shook your head.

“No. Never. I will not be used by you. I will not.”

“Come on, Y/N, I know you dream about me.”

That bitch.

Disgust and betrayal contorted your features. He smirked.

“I can help with your heat.”

“I don’t need your help. I need a suppressant!”

He sighed. “Y/N…”

“You had no right outlawing them, Castiel, no right! It’s my right to use them! I should control my heats. Not anyone else! Me! And most certainly not you!” You jabbed a finger on his chest to accentuate your point.

He looked at your finger on his chest and raised his eyebrow.

“Need I remind you of who I am, little one?”

“You’re nothing but a greedy, power hungry, soul sucking bastard.”

The air whistled past your ears as he spun you round and slammed you to the wall, his hand around your throat, his body towering over you.

“Watch your tongue.” he growled in your ear squeezing your neck slightly.

You looked up at him. You opened your mouth to speak and gasped from the invisible hands slowly sliding around your thighs.

He smirked at your shock, looking at your wide eyes and open mouth. You closed them tight, feeling the effect rocket through your sex.

“Stop.” you gasped.

He leaned closer, his thumb tracing over your lower lip. You squirmed, rubbing your thighs together, desperately trying to relinquish the tingles until he parted your legs with his knee, and you whined, your sex clenching at nothing.

“Why would I do that?” he asked in a low husky voice.

His thumb trailed crackles of electricity along your lips which went straight down to your wet sex.

You gulped, didn’t have the words. Couldn’t tell him to stop. You wanted him to stop, but a part of you wanted him, wanted this. Nothing in your life was fair.

“I’m barely touching you and you’re desperate for it.”

You shook your head. No. You weren’t desperate. That’s what you told yourself. Until you felt invisible hands nearing your sex. You tried pushing him away, but he was too strong.

“Out there, my angels have Sam and Dean round up and they’re gonna bring them here. From down below they’ll see you up here. They’ll know that the last Omega has been claimed.”

“I’ll scream.” you threatened.

“Likely. If not before, certainly during. I expect they’ll hear you, you’ve got good lungs.” he responded.

You went to scream bloody murder but he covered his mouth over yours, one hand around the back of your head, another gripping your waist, pulling you in tight against him. His lips moved over yours with a fiery impenetrable passion. Completely damning and intoxicating. A strangled cry left your throat, your hands clawing at his chest fighting him until his tongue dove in and demanded yours. Heat flamed your body and his taste was unlike anything you ever had. You were hooked.

You were pressed close to him, leaving no space in between. He angled you just that little better and your senses were overcome with him. He was all you tasted and touched. He was all you wanted. You held on to him as your life demanded it. You couldn’t fight him any more.

He pulled off your jacket. You allowed him. He pushed up your t-shirt as his lips moved down your jaw, traversing across your neck, licking and nipping at your skin. He had you breathless, and you moaned when he latched onto a breast, sucking hard. Your hips writhed against the wall, as his hand palmed your free breast. You whined needing, wanting more.

 He wanted to taste you. Wanted your raw arousal dripping against his tongue.

He kissed a path down, dropping to his knees and your breath quickened. He smiled at how quick your tune had changed. His hands slid along your stomach and back, feeling your heated skin and coming to pop the button on your jeans. His hands curled under the waist band and pulled freeing the restricting material.

Your arousal bloomed and he was almost wild for it. He ripped away the offending material, pulling off your boots and threw them aside. You were back in your original items; the LUST OR BUST t-shirt and a thin pair of panties. He pressed his nose to your panties and took a deep breath in. He would never forget your scent, could never begin to imagine himself without you. He touched your moist thighs, hearing you gasp. He tore at the fragile material barely holding in your arousal.

“Fuck.” he groaned on your mound.

Bless his little Omega, you were hairless. He had fantasized about this many times.

He spread your legs a little for him, his hands going to rest at your hips, fingers spreading wide around your ass. He held you as his lips brushed your inner thighs. You mewled. It wasn’t enough for you. Or for him.

Your slick covered your open sex and you were wet. Just for him. He could see the tiny little bundle of nerves protruding, could sense it throbbing and wanting attention. He angled his head and started, dragging his tongue in a slow line.

When your nectar hit him, he was hooked.

You trembled and moaned, your hands coming to his head as he continued. He licked stripes sending you wild. He groaned and kissed the tiny bundle of nerves. You jerked but went nowhere. He placed his lips around your clit and sucked. Hard. You screamed, back arching, pushing your pussy against him even more.

He looked up and was blessed with you in rapture. Nipples hardened to peaks through the t-shirt, eyes tightly shut and your lips were slightly apart, body heaving in quickened breaths.

He wanted more.

You had called him greedy.

He was greedy for you.

His tongue dipped at your entrance and he held in a breath before slowly releasing. He lapped at you until he couldn’t take it any more and tunnelled in.

Your taste was all over him, overpowering him. Your walls flexed around him and your hand pulled hard at his hair, your loud pornographic moan provoking him.

“No…no…no…” you moaned. “Too…much…”

He groaned and you cried out. He stroked your walls once and then twice and just like that your pussy clamped hard around his tongue. You rocked your hips as he worked you, your hands balled tight in his hair. Your legs trembled. He stroked your as your walls convulsed around him, stroked you as you begged him to stop, till speech failed you.

You screamed as your dam broke. You milked him hard with your cum and he rode you through each crashing wave, his name a mantra you shouted to the heavens.

You shuddered as you came down from your highs, legs weak. He held you up.

He had your slick over his nose, all over his lips and down his chin, but he didn’t care. He’d do it again in a heartbeat. Hearing you scream and call his name instilled a sense of pride in him.

“God I needed that.”

You couldn’t hold yourself up and you fell. He grabbed you, holding you close to him. You mumbled something incoherent. He moved rooms and laid you on a bed. You trembled in the aftermath.

He wanted to be naked. Wanted to fuck you, wanted to breed you. He wanted to bite you , marking her as his. God, he wanted to spill his seed inside you, wanted you to take it all, wanted his pups inside your belly.

“Lemme go…” you whispered.

“Oh, I’m nowhere near done with you.”

His hand trailed up your leg and you didn’t do anything to stop him. He looked to you, his blue eyes blown with lust. He teased your outer folds, velvet soft and wet thanks to your recent orgasm. You looked up at him when he dipped to your wet cunt, meeting his blue orbs. He had to. His fingers slid inside soft flesh and pure wetness.

 His fingers were intensely different from his tongue. As would his cock be. Your toes curled as you tried not to think about it.

He had two fingers deep inside you and you were a quivering wreck. You couldn’t stop. His fingers slid easily inside you, your sex constantly clenching around him.

“So wet for me, baby, I love it.” he praised and you glowed.

Pleasing him was what you wanted at this minute.

He added a third and it became snug, groaning as as your walls stretched deliciously. He wasn’t being fair. He wasn’t being nice. You were tight around his fingers and he used his other to flick your clit.

You were loud. You couldn’t help it. He was stroking your walls with ease, striking against a spot inside you that made you heat up and roll your eyes back every time. His finger on your clit was brutal. He wasn’t slow. Oh no. He picked a punishing speed and kept at it.

“That’s my girl.”

The heat washed over you hotter this time and below you could feel yourself flutter around his fingers, unable to control it. Your thighs quaked as you desperately tried to fight it. Your pussy pressed butterfly kisses to his fingers until it clenched hard. You were close. On the edge. You worked your hips meeting his thrusts aiming for your finish. The heat swamped over you tightening your gut. You cried out for him as he rode you through it.

“Are you ready for my cock, baby girl?

Images of being on all fours and fucked flashed through your mind. You nodded. You were ready to be filled with him. More than ready for his seed to spill inside you.

He waved his hand and like that, he was naked. You drank in his warm kissed skin, the muscles defining his body.

“Take a look at your King.”

He was heavily erect and straining, high and proud, his tip reddened and beading with pre cum. Your mouth became dry at the thought of having him inside you. He was glorious. You couldn’t hide your arousal from him.  

This was your true Alpha.

You were readying again. You could already feel your pussy ache for him. You were past denying it now. You wanted him. Needed him.

He moved you to the centre of the bed, pushed a pillow under your ass, lifting you off the bed. It scared you a little, his intent to breed. But it was too late for contraception. There wasn’t any. You knew his seed would calm the heat you were in. Your body wanted you to become pregnant. It demanded it.

He laid over you, hooked your legs over his thighs and you felt him pressed to your entrance. You bucked your hips up, wanting him inside. He held your hips down, stopping your movements.

“We’re going to take it easy.”

His hand rested on your cheek, and kissed you. This kiss was slower, lingering and tender, his lips moving over yours in expertise. His tongue sought yours and claimed you. He entered you slowly. You broke from the kiss with a gasp and he leaned his forehead against yours. He sunk himself further into you and snapped your hips flush with his, balls deep inside you. You wailed, stretched tight around him, and completely filled. Snug and perfect.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.”

You adjusted around him causing nerves to tingle all around your sex, thighs and ass. Your thighs quaked. He wasn’t even moving yet. When he did you were so wet for him, enough for him to glide easily in and out of you that had you panting, crying out his name. He stroked a hard spot inside you, making you shudder in delight.

“Your G-spot, Omega.” he purred, having accessed your thoughts.

He moved slowly, undoing you. You writhed in bliss through your orgasm, gripping him tight. He rode you through, picking up the pace. You wanted this. You wanted him to fuck you.

He snapped his hips hard and fast into you. Heat rolled over you in waves every so often leaving you screaming and breathless. You exploded around him, milking him hard for the last time, triggering him.

“Want it…Alpha.”

The base of his cock swelled, locking you to him. You uttered those words and a predatorial growl rumbled past his lips and he snapped his hips, spearing into you, arms wrapped around your body, keeping you to him, his tip throbbing at your cervix. He yelled as he came and bit into your shoulder. His warm thick seed spilled into you, your pussy filling with him.

“That’s a good Omega. Take my knot. Take my seed. Let it fill your belly, little one.”

“Breed me,” You were insane. You’d just had his cock once, but you wanted this. You were no different to any other Omega. “Want you to breed me.”

As soon as his knot deflated and had emptied himself inside you, he had you flipped over to your front, facing the window, ass raised and was slamming inside of you again.

“Alpha’s gonna breed that little pussy of yours, gonna fill you up good with my Alpha seed.”

It was crazy. His hand slid down your stomach as his hand held you to him. You felt his fingers at your clit.

The pleasure overtook you. It was all you knew. All you wanted. He flicked the tiny bundle of nerves and had you coming hard around his cock.

You looked up and saw two familiar people down below, but he pushed you back down and you whined at how intense the feeling was.

“Winchester’s.” you moaned.

“Yes, baby, they’re here, like I said,” he slammed his hips into you bottoming into you, short on breath, he panted. “Watching me fuck a baby into you. The last Omega. Claimed.”

It shouldn’t have turned you on, knowing they could see you, but it did. It turned you on further with Castiel claiming you. He ground his hips into you, spearing into your further. His movements were faster, frenzied as he pounded into you over and over.

You peeked, could still see them below made to watch as Castiel claimed his Omega.

“My Queen.” he grunted.

You were getting closer. You shuddered as you edged closer. He held you up. Your back arced and the new angle had you panting for release.

“C-Cas…oh shit…King.”

His hand dropped to your stomach. Heat flushed through you at the thought of him getting you off both ways.

“Please.” you whined.

“Patience, little one.”

You trembled under him, flames burned across your flesh, lighting paths across your nerve endings. Your pussy pulsed around his cock and you knew you couldn’t hold it for long. Thick fingertips descended on your clit, stroking slowly before beating it within an inch of its life.

His own thrusts were becoming less even and sloppy. The base of his knot began to swell.

“Cum. Cum with me, Omega.”

He growled against your shoulder and you were at his will to obey. You squeezed hard around him, creaming for him, crying out as his knot swelled, locking inside you. He roared as he exploded inside you, filling you again, riding you both through your ecstasy.

You panted and he almost dropped his weight on you. He pulled away from you and you felt his cum leak from you. He pulled you close to him on the bed. He kissed your temple as he stroked your hair, tucking it behind your ear.

“Rest up, Omega, we have the rest of your heat to get through.”

His words were soothing to you, and with his hand stroking your hair you fell asleep quickly.

 You woke up, naked and wrapped in warmth. It wasn’t Castiel and you were a little more than disappointed to find him gone. It attacked you in the centre of the chest. He was your Alpha. You weren’t sure why but you felt deserted. You stretched and pulled back the sheet. You reached for the dressing gown beside you on a hook, making quick work and was wrapped up in the white cloth. You moved around the room. A t-shirt laid folded on the dresser for you, which was full of his scent. You opened the doors to the sitting room and were stunned to see Olivia on your couch, with a tray of food on the coffee table.

“Castiel thought-”

“Where is he?” you asked cutting her off demanding to know.

She didn’t move. You gave her a hard look.

“He’s doing business. With the Winchesters. I can go get him if you like?”

“No. No. I’m fine.” You didn’t want her finding out you had caved. All your talk about being an independent Omega would be put to shame if she found out you had given in after taking a pounding from your Alpha’s cock.

Business with the Winchesters? It sounded like he was back to his old self, before he became a colossal pain to the entire world. You knew it had to be serious, so you didn’t press her any further.

“You seem different? You do something to your hair?” she asked.

You smoothed down your hair, and narrowed your eyes at her.

“I’m sure I know, you had a facial?”

You rolled your eyes. She had to be doing this on purpose. You sat and picked up the stew. You dunked the bread inside and ate.

“Your skin looks so much clearer, it has to be that. Your eyes are brighter-”

“We had sex, okay.”

A sly smile curved her lips.

“While he was fucking your brains out, did he leave any in you?”

You gave her a scathing look. You didn’t like her throwing your own words back at you. But that was the Olivia you used to know. A fox.

“Shut the fuck up.” you grumbled and ate.

She was still smirking. “Yes, my Queen.”

 It wasn’t long and you were pricking from your heat, the cramps coming back, low on your Alpha’s supply. You shut your eyes and grimaced as below the cramps turned heavy. Olivia turned to you.

“Hey, are you all right?”

You nodded, trying to relax and enjoy your cup of tea. Below slick covered your sex and you knew it wouldn’t be long until you became desperate for him.

A brutal wave of cramps swamped you, causing you to drop your teacup. It smashed but you were already curled up in your small space of the couch, gasping for breath.

“The t-shirt, Oli, please. I need it.”

You pointed to the bedroom and she ran in. She was back seconds later. You held it to you, letting it cover your nose.

“I can go get him.”

“He’s busy.”

“But-”

“He’s busy!”

Another harsh wave crashed down and you screamed in pain. This was different. Perhaps it was because you had found your Alpha? But your Alpha was away, doing business. You struggled to cope and cried out.

“Oli…go. Go back to your Alpha.”

“But Y/N, you’re in pain, I can’t leave you.”

“Go!”

She looked at you and looked to the door, unsure. She watched the sweat bead on your forehead and drip off, watched as you took great heaving shudders from the bouts of pain.

“Please, call for him.”

“I’m not weak.” you whispered.

“Needing your Alpha isn’t a sign of weakness, Y/N.” she said quietly at the door.

She left you alone and you fought the oncoming attacks. Your hands clutched his t-shirt, screaming out.

In the end you did call for him. Not because you were at a low, but because you needed him. You needed to be wrapped up in his arms and held. You needed him to soothe away the pain.

“Omega.”

You looked to the direction he had spoken and saw him. You smiled and he scooped you up in his arms.

“You should have called me earlier.”

You mumbled something about “not wanting to” and “fighting”.

“You’re my strong independent Omega, but you must realise that we are in this together.”

He laid you on the bed, laid down beside you and brought you close. You looked up into his ocean blue eyes. You were realising it. You struggled on your own, with him it would be easier. And now… You didn’t want to fight him any more. Didn’t want to fight your feelings.

“I’m an idiot, Castiel.”

He hushed you, smoothing back your hair as you gripped on to him.

“I can’t- I don’t wanna do it without you.”

Your hips slid laying flush with his.

“I wanna be yours. I’m your Omega.”

He wrapped you around him tighter and kissed you. He had taken your heart as well as your body. He waved a hand and you were both naked.

He wrapped you up in his body, gripping your hands, his lips skimming your skin, sliding home into you. His lips were everywhere, kissing, marking, sucking. You clutched to him in fear of him letting go. You returned his kisses, allowing yourself to be vulnerable to him. Your minds and bodies were attuned to each other. He whispered promises to you.

He was gentle, slow, careful and loving, treating you as if you were fragile and made of glass, but you didn’t care. He treated you as an Alpha would to their Omega; his whole world. It was beautiful and when you felt his Grace meld with your soul, the tears flowed, feeling every emotion and feeling he possessed for you. You were loved. You were precious. You were his. He kissed away your tears and you felt his silent tears drop. Your hands dove into his hair, you didn’t think about it, you just did it, your lips brushed his tips, your tongue swiping across your lips, tasting the salty drops..

It was a powerful thing, pure and wholesome becoming one.

His knot flared and he held your face in his hands. You nodded. One hand slipped from your face down to your hips, one hand gripped yours, his head dropped to your shoulder and groaned holding you tight as he emptied himself inside you. His teeth bared on your shoulder and you held tight to your Alpha.

He kissed your shoulder, kissed your lips after, his fingers stroked your face, a smile breaking his serious exterior, his cheek brushed yours and you relished in the love he bestowed.

“Don’t go.” you whispered, holding him.

“I’m not leaving your side, Omega. Not letting you go.”

He wrapped you both up in the duvet.

“My King.” You kissed his lips.

“My Queen.” he murmured against yours.

 As promised he never left your side throughout your heat.

You couldn’t get enough of him. Greed and lust governed you throughout along with a strong intent to breed. And now you had to come to terms with being the Overlord’s Omega. Now you had to come to terms with your emotions for him. You loved him. That was a new feeling you couldn’t get over. He encapsulated every thought you had and everything you did. He had woven his whole being with you, melded his Grace to your soul. Olivia said you were whipped, said she had felt the same with the Commander. But she didn’t question it. It was genetics. It was her biology. Just like it was your biology to mate with Castiel.

You looked out at the wrecked world. This was your life now. It didn’t scare you, like you thought it would. You felt content. After what Castiel had done to it, it would need a hell of a lot of work, and maybe you could win him round about the Omega’s. If anyone could it was you. You sipped your tea.

“Enjoying the view?”

You didn’t turn to greet him.

“Tell me the world will be rebuilt.”

“Of course. I wouldn’t leave it in this state.”

“And the Omega’s…” you bit your lip.

He sighed and you felt his chest against your back, his hands on your hips, pulling you back to him.

“I’ll leave that up to you.” he whispered in your ear. He took your teacup and placed it to the side, his nose nuzzling your neck. Your hands laced with his.

“Oh, by the way, I’m pregnant.”

“Mmm, I know, I sensed it just now,” his large hands covered your flat belly. “Come with me Omega, why don’t we celebrate.”

You looked up to him.

“Okay, but I wanna undress you this time.” You loved taking the time to strip him of the clothes he wore.

He smiled and let you lead the way.

“Anything for my Omega.”

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PART 7 LAST PART Serving her

Alpha!Cas x omega!reader

Warnings: AOB, light swearing, light gore, first time, smut, talking about claiming, dominant cas, CAS has experience and is a fast learner, mates, angst, mental health issues, feelings

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“I asked to claim her” Dean jumped when he heard Cas.

“Damn it” Dean muttered glancing to Sam.

“What?” Sam asked.

“I asked to claim her” Cas repeated.

“I thought it would be appropriate to ask seeming our last talk” Cas sighed. The angel didn’t look good, he was pale too, exhausted also. Cas sat down on shaky limbs and Dean glanced to Sam.

“Cas what’s wrong?” Sam asked.

“I have not fulfilled my duty as a mate, my body is weakening” Cas said.

“Huh? That an angel thing? Cause we don’t, we don’t weaken” Dean asked.

“Yes it’s an angel thing” Cas sighed annoyed.

“I thought you two were um- progressing” Dean said and Sam raised an eyebrow.

“We were till I asked her, she doesn’t believe she’d be a good mate, she thinks that I don’t want someone like her” The angel saddened and Dean stiffened glancing to Sam.

“Cas she, she’s never had this before ok” Sam sighed sitting down also.

“I’ll get drinks” Dean muttered.

“I do not understand how she can think that, she is my soulmate and made for me” Cas let his thoughts out to Sam.

“I do not expect anything from her, I don’t expect things to change, maybe a few intimate things” Cas said and Sam gulped slightly. She was their younger sister, not by blood but hell if Sam wouldn’t do anything for her like he would Dean.

You could hear everything they were talking about. You were on the floor, knees by your chest.

“Cas it may take time” Sam said.

“We’ve known each other for four years and a hundred and two days, thirty seven minutes and thirteen seconds and counting” Cas said and Sam blinked.

“That’s precise” he muttered as Dean came back. Sam took the beer quickly and opened it as Cas slumped.

You sighed walking away quietly and back to your room. Castiel was an angel, a celestial being made by god. You were human, a simple boring human who hunted monsters and stopped the apocalypse. Ever since you met Cas you knew, you knew he was the one but never commented or did anything about it. Someone like you would never get a soulmate. Night time came and you stared at the ceiling. It was nice to be in your own bed and not dying in some hotel room. You weren’t dying really just too many things happening and being cursed. You sat up in bed and sighed.

“Cas?” You mumbled and heard wings.

He stood in front of you before stumbling.

“Woah” you said standing up and bracing him.

“Apologies” he said straightening himself.

“I didn’t think you’d be weakened” you said worry filling you.

“It’s ok” Cas assured.

“It’s not!” You said.

“I did this! I-“ you began to worry but Cas wrapped his arms around you and you calmed down.

“You didn’t do this” he said seriously.

“This isn’t your fault” he added.

“How is not my fault?” You muttered.

“I’m your mate, I have to look after you” you said.

“It’s my job to make sure you’re ok” you added.

“I’m sorry I was selfish” you muttered and he pulled back.

“You are not selfish” he said frowning.

“Cas I made you heal me and kicked you out, I freaked out after you asked to claim me!” You sighed and sagged.

“That is normal in this situation, anyone would’ve done it, I am an angel it is not a normal bonding” he said his gaze constantly on you.

“We’ve known each other for four years, you’ve saved my ass too many times, you’re family and I can’t do one simply thing to help you” you whispered sitting back down on your bed.

Cas knelt on the floor between you legs, hands on your knees as he looked to you.

“I do not expect anything from you, I do not expect you to accept me or change anything if that is what you choose, I will overcome this weakness and continue to protect you and the Winchesters” his eyes lit up as he spoke with sincerity.

“I love you” he said softly and you felt tears in your eyes.

“I will not stop loving you, no matter what you do” he added and you let your tears fall silently. You leant your forehead against his as one of his hands came up and wiped your tears.

“I love you too” you whispered and you felt the relief and happiness from him.

“I need some time” you muttered and he nodded as you pulled back seeing his smile.

“I can wait” he said.

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Did I ever a tell you that I have a bingo card, a mixed bingo card?

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Friends Help Friends - Part 2

Summary: An unfortunate interaction with a witch leads to some difficult decisions and some help from a friend. Pairing: Alpha!Sam x Beta/Omega!Reader, Alpha!Dean, Cas Word Count: 3171 Warnings: Smut! ABO dynamics, knotting, spanking, Sam’s monster cock (I feel it needs a warning, too), a bit of fluff at the end A/N: This is part 2 to my first ABO fanfic as well as my second smut piece. Thank you to the lovely @saxxxology for beta-ing this for me and her lovely insight. Any feedback is appreciated, I am inexperienced in writing ABO and would love advice. Part 1

Over the next seven hours, all three of you read through book after book, always coming up with the same result: nothing. Slamming the old lore book in front of you closed, you let out a heavy sigh as a plume of dust flew up in your face, causing you to sneeze.

“Bless you, Y/N,” Sam passed you a tissue. “How are you feeling?”

“I can feel some twisting in my stomach again.” you said before blowing your nose, “it’s not as bad as it was before, but it’s only going to get worse.”

A flutter of wings at the end of the table made you jump and look up.

“I have figured out what happened, but you will not like the course of action.” Castiel stepped closer to you.

Your heart sank. What if he told your change to an Omega was permanent? You’d have to live the rest of your life at the mercy of the biological needs of your body. You would have to find an Alpha and have a mate or die. You couldn’t feel it, but tears began to fill your eyes and spill down your cheeks as your thoughts raced.

You were coaxed out of your train of thought by a very large and very warm hand on your own. Sam, who was now kneeling next to you, had practically leaped across the library table to offer comfort the moment he noticed you crying. He put his finger under your chin, gently nudging you to look over at him.

“It’s okay, Y/N. Whatever it is, you’re not alone. All of us will help fix whatever she did,” he soothed, gently wiping a tear from your cheek with a swipe of his thumb.

Castiel spoke up, aware of the emotional situation he’d put you in. “It will not be permanent, Y/N. The spell the witch was using…she was trying to transfer her essence to you in order to prevent her death once she realized Sam had awoken. Sam killed her before the spell was complete, but you did absorb part of her life force. The part that made her an Omega,” Cas said.

“Okay, so when will I return to normal?” You were still aware that Sam was sitting extremely close to you and rubbing the back of your hand with the pad of his thumb.

“I do not know, but this is the part you are not going to like. The more I suppress the symptoms of the heat, the longer it will take to pass and the longer you will remain an Omega. You will either have to get through the heat alone, or find an Alpha to assist you,” Castiel’s eyes darted between Sam and Dean before returning to yours.

“Hell no! I am not going to-aah!” You doubled over in pain as a strong cramp spasmed inside your lower abdomen.

Sam’s hand moved to your back and began rubbing slow circles. The warmth of his hand sent a shiver down your spine that went straight to your core as you felt slick begin to soak your panties.

“I am sorry, Y/N. I wish I could help further. I will leave you to discuss your options with the Winchesters. I do advise you to make a decision quickly. Your body has never experienced a heat before so I do not know if you will survive if you decide to remain alone.” Cas disappeared in a flutter of wings the second he completed his sentence.

You leaned back in your seat once the pain from the cramp subsided and wiped off the newly-formed sweat that covered your forehead with the back of your hand. The air in the library was heavy with tension, and all you could do to ease the awkwardness was try to speak. “So…”

“Whatever you decide, we’ll support you. We can leave the bunker if you choose to be alone,” Dean said, earning a low growl from Sam in response.

You closed your eyes to weigh your options. On one hand, being able to sleep with a Winchester had always been a fantasy that plagued your dreams early in your relationship with the boys. That being said, you didn’t want to feel like some needy Omega that would bend over for the first Alpha she saw, begging for a knot.

Cas’ words still echoed in your head about how it could be fatal. You let out a sigh and opened your eyes. You were on birth control, and since your body was still technically Beta, it should be effective. You had vibrators and various other toys, but you knew the only thing that would satisfy you completely was an Alpha knot, and none of your toys had that. You needed one of the Winchesters to help.

The only question was which one.

“Alright. If I decide to have one of you help, how can pick? I care about you both and I don’t want to cause a rift in our friendship or between you guys,” you glanced between the two men, “are you two going to play rock, paper, scissors or something?”

Dean chuckled. “Well sweetheart, judging by how hard Sam’s gripping the back of your chair, I believe the choice has already been made. If you’re okay with that.”

You turned to look at Sam right as he put a hand on your arm. The feeling of his skin touching yours felt like a fire being ignited under your skin that spread over your entire body. It felt good. It felt right. It felt…like home.

Sam pulled back when he saw you staring at his hand. “I can control myself, Y/N. I won’t do anything without your permission. It would just be a friend helping a friend,” he offered a reassuring smile.

Before you could respond, another cramp hit you out of nowhere, causing you to cry out and bury your face into Sam’s chest, tugging on his flannel and inhaling his scent. He smelled like pine trees, fresh bacon, and the flowery perfume your mother used to wear in the summer. He wrapped his arms around you and squeezed, burying his face in your hair and inhaling deeply, eliciting a groan that you could feel rumble through his chest.

“Aaand that’s my cue to leave. I’ll be at a motel for the next few days, keep in touch and let me know if you need me to come back,” Dean pushed his chair away from the table and stood up before walking down the steps of the library and toward the garage. You and Sam watched him go and waited for the door to the garage to slam shut.

“Are you sure about this? I don’t want you to feel like I’m taking advantage of you. I just want to help you through it,” Sam pulled away from you slightly.

You nodded your head rapidly and stood up from your chair.

“I need you to say it, sweetheart. Just to make sure we’re both on the same page,” Sam stood up next to you and cupped your chin.

“Yes, Alpha,” you whimpered, knowing exactly what you needed and hopefully what Sam needed to hear.

Your question was answered for you when he scooped you up in his arms, threw you over his shoulder, and started briskly walking toward his bedroom. You giggled and squirmed in his grasp, earning you a swift slap to your jean-clad ass.

“Mmm. Sam,” you moaned, pawing at the back of his shirt, desperate for any kind of skin on skin contact. You preferred your partners to be somewhat rough, and from what you remember about Alphas, heat pooled between your legs at the thought of how Sam would be.

Sam kicked his bedroom door open and placed you sitting down at the edge of his bed. He shut and locked the door and turned back to you, his eyes almost black with lust. He scented the air and groaned, walking back over to you in only a few of his giant strides.

“Omega, you smell amazing,” Sam pulled you up to your feet and slid his hands under the front of your tank top. His hands were huge, and your skin tingled with anticipation as he massaged your hips all the way up to the soft skin under your breasts.

You were about to correct him and tell him you were a Beta, when his lips crashed to yours. The initial shock of the impact soon melted away as his tongue danced along your lower lip, begging for entrance. You parted your lips and allowed Sam to massage your tongue with his. He was needy and pushy, making you press yourself against him, begging for more contact.

You could feel Sam’s arousal twitch against you as you rubbed up against him. He disengaged from your lips and slid your tank top over your head. You reached behind you and unlatched your bra, letting it slide down your arms and to the floor. Sam’s eyes went wide and immediately leaned down and took your left nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling gently on it.

“Sam… need you,” you mewled as pleasure shot straight to your core and slick pooled in your panties. You threaded your fingers through Sam’s hair and tugged gently, earning you a moan as he flicked his tongue over your sensitive bud.

Sam pulled back, releasing your breast with a wet plop, and took his flannel and t-shirt off as you pushed down your shorts and panties. Sam breathed in deeply at the refreshed scent of your arousal and returned his lips to yours in a bruising kiss. He pushed you backward until your legs hit the end of his bed and you fell backwards, completely bare to him.

“You’re beautiful, Y/N. I’m gonna to take care of you,” Sam said softly, kneeling on the end of the bed between your legs and slowly crawling up so he was face-to-face with you. He gently kissed your lips again and began trailing open mouthed kisses all the way down your neck, between your breasts, and down your stomach.

He planted a wet kiss to your mound before gently spreading you open with his thumbs and licking up the entire length of your slit.

“So wet for me, baby,” Sam murmured before he began to greedily lap at your folds like a starving man. He traced each fold with his tongue before flicking your clit aggressively and sucking it into his mouth.

“S-Sam…” you whimpered, as you felt slick practically pour out of your pussy and the coil in your abdomen begin to tighten. Your walls clenched around nothing as your hips bucked, begging for Sam’s cock.

Sam pressed his left forearm across your hips, keeping you still as he continued his assault on your pussy. Your squeezed your eyes shut as wanton whimpers and expletives escaped your lips. The second he pushed his finger into your pussy and grazed your g-spot, you came, your walls squeezing down as white spots filled your vision.

Sam continued pumping his finger in and out of your core as you came down from your high, gasping for breath. It was the most intense orgasm you’d ever had, but you wanted more. Your body ached for more. It ached to be filled up by Sam’s cock.

Sam raised his head to look at you, his lips glistening with your slick. He leaned forward over you and kissed you, allowing you to taste your arousal on his tongue. You groaned, wrapping your legs around his waist, desperate for friction against your core.

Sam chuckled and detached from your lips, pulling your legs away from him. “Needy, are we? Let me get my pants off, first.”

You smiled and let your legs fall apart, exposing your slick covered core completely to Sam; the cool air of the bunker causing goosebumps to appear all over your skin. You bit your lip and whimpered, causing a low growl from him as he undid his belt and slid his pants and boxers down in one swift motion.

Your eyes went wide at Sam’s completely naked form in front of you. Sam was big in every sense of the word. His cock was long and thick, bigger than anyone you’ve ever been with or seen. He was completely hard and throbbing, leaking precome from the tip.

“Holy shit, Winchester,” you muttered, unable to take your eyes off his cock, absently licking your lips.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle, okay? Stop me if it gets too much. I want to make sure you’re comfortable and I don’t want to hurt you since you’ve never taken an Alpha before.”

“I trust you Sam. I need you. Please,” you said, closing your legs and pressing your thighs together, desperate for friction.

Sam crawled his way back up over your body and crashed his lips into yours. You could feel his cock dancing across your folds as he kissed you, making you shift your hips, desperate for him to press into you.

Sam sat back on his knees and fisted his cock, pumping it a few times as he traced his eyes over every curve of your body, drinking you in. He leaned forward again and lined himself up with your entrance, pressing the tip into your aching pussy.

“Alpha, please. Need your cock,” you whimpered as Sam began to press into you, inch by inch. Your walls stretched around him as he pressed in, deliciously dancing along the line between pleasure and pain as he filled you.

“Mmm, Omega. So tight around my cock,” Sam groaned as he bottomed out inside you, his balls heavy against the curve of your ass. He let you adjust to his size for a few moments until you squeezed down around him.

“Sam… Alpha…please, fuck me,” you wrapped your legs around his waist once more, pulling him even deeper inside you, causing you to softly moan.

Sam leaned down and began pressing kisses all over the side of your neck and shoulders as he dragged his cock almost completely the way out before slowly pressing back in. The delicious burn of his cock dragging against your walls caused your pussy to flutter and Sam to groan against your skin.

“I’m not gonna last long, Y/N. You feel so good,” Sam whispered into the crook of your neck.

You dragged your fingernails over Sam’s scalp and fisted his hair in your hand, tugging gently. “Fuck me, Sam. I can take it. I need it.”

Sam groaned as you pulled his hair. He pulled out almost all the way and slammed his hips flush against yours, causing you to gasp as he filled you quickly and completely. He continued to pound into you relentlessly, the air around you filled by mutual gasps of pleasure, moans, and skin slapping against skin.

Sam shifted the angle of his hips slightly, causing his cock to come into direct contact with your g-spot with each thrust. You felt the familiar warmth of an orgasm begin to grow deep inside your stomach, becoming more intense each time Sam pushed into you.

Sam pulled out suddenly, causing you to whimper at the loss. “Get on your knees, it’ll be easier when I knot you.”

You didn’t have a chance to comply before Sam flipped you over on your stomach like you weighed nothing, pulling your waist up toward him so your ass was in the air. You wiggled your hips at him, earning you a quick slap to each ass cheek before he lined himself up and slammed home.

You moaned loudly, a borderline scream, when he bottomed out inside your throbbing pussy once more. He continued his quick and steady pace, slamming into you relentlessly as the bed squeaked and creaked under you.

“Come on, ‘mega. I can feel how close you are. Come for me, baby. Wanna feel you squeeze down on my cock,” Sam groaned and slapped your ass again before he reached under you and began teasing your clit with his fingers.

The coil in your stomach snapped and you screamed the moment his fingers grazed your clit, sending you crashing over the edge into bliss. Your whole body tingled and relief crashed over you like a cooling blanket on your warm skin.

You could feel the knot at the base of Sam’s cock begin to thicken and catch on the entrance to your pussy as your walls fluttered around him. You whimpered, feeling your pussy begin to accommodate his knot as he fucked you through your orgasm.

“Gonna knot you, baby. Fill you with my come…give you what you need. You’ll be okay, let me take care of you,” Sam rubbed his hands over your lower back in a soothing motion as he continued to push into you.

“Alpha, please. Need your knot,” you mewled, fisting your hands in the sheets on his bed.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Sam breathlessly groaned as his hips begin to stutter. With one final push, he slammed into you as his knot swelled, locking you two in place as he pumped your pussy full with his seed as you cried out.

It was an odd sensation, being connected to someone like this, but it made you feel complete. It made you feel satiated and satisfied. Sam shifted slightly, causing his knot to pull on your still sensitive pussy, making you whimper at the sensation.

“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?” Sam asked, gently rubbing your ass cheek with his heel of his hand.

“No, Sam. I’m okay, just sensitive. It’s a new feeling for me,” you smiled, even though he couldn’t see it.

“Alright. I’m going to move us so we’re laying on our side, it’ll be more comfortable,” Sam said, waiting for you to be ready.

“Okay. I’m ready,” you said as Sam gently cradled you in his arms and laid you both down sideways on the bed so you were spooning with him behind you. He pulled the covers over you both and moved your left leg so it was over his hip.

Sam planted a kiss on your shoulder and reassuringly squeezed you in his arms. “Thank you for trusting me to help you.”

“Thank you for helping me and not making it weird,” you giggled, reaching your hand back behind you and ruffling his hair.

“Hey!” He playfully scolded you, squeezing you even tighter as you both laughed.

You both stopped laughing after a few moments and you sighed. “I did notice something about Alphas and Omegas, though.”

“Oh yeah, what’s that?” Sam asked.

“You guys are kind of forced into cuddling. I don’t peg either you or Dean as cuddlers,” you said, smiling, as your eyelids started to feel heavy with sleep.

“If I got to cuddle with you every night, I wouldn’t mind at all.” Sam kissed your shoulder again and pulled you closer to him, breathing in the scent of your hair once more as you both drifted off to sleep.

Tagging some friends and lovelies from the ABO community! @kittenofdoomage @sofreddie @katymacsupernatural @luci-in-trenchcoats @abaddonwithyall @just-another-busy-fangirl @winchesterprincessbride

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I did quite a bit of reading this month and hope you will have as much fun reading and sharing these stories as I have! Again, I want to say a great big THANK YOU to the writers on this list. You are incredible, thank you for sharing your works on this hellsite. ❤️

This list is alphabetical by fandom (mostly), then by character. Summaries and warnings are included as provided by the authors.

Read what you like and share what you love!

2022 reading list | fic rec masterlist

Dividers provided by @firefly-graphics

The Mandalorian

Fever in my Eyes by @221bshrlocked Din Djarin x Reader Felucia was not an ideal planet to track a quarry on and you find yourself in a sticky situation when you lose sight of the Mandalorian for a moment. An unexpected standoff between Mando and the bounty leads to you escaping back to the Razor Crest, unaware of the pollen which seeped into your nostrils and past your skin. What will the bounty hunter do once he realizes what you’re asking of him? And more importantly, is it worth risking whatever relationship he has with you? Warnings: Smut and Angst, my two faves. Blindfold. Breeding Kink!!! Things are consensual from both sides but since this is a sex pollen fic, some of you might consider it as non/con so please proceed with caution.

unfold me by @221bshrlocked Din Djarin x Female Reader Warnings: Hypothermia. Naked “cuddling.” Confessions. And just an overall emotional bucket of feels.

Marvel

Bad Date by @firefly-in-darkness Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Your date isn’t going well but a chance encounter with the Mafia King of Brooklyn changes your view on how your night is turning out.. Warnings: 18+, Smut, Swearing, Mafia/Mob vibes, mentions of violence, Sex, Praise, Degradation.

Dearly Beloved by @indyluckycharlie Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Mafia!Female Reader Against your will and your wishes, your powerful mafia father has arranged your marriage to the son of his closest ally. You have other plans. Warnings: Swearing. Angst. Violence. Threats of violence. Murder and implied murder.

the forest by @avintagekiss24 Bucky Barnes x Black Female Reader You wake up in a strange, magical place. All alone, you start to walk and find that you aren’t the only one wandering the trees. warnings: language words, smut, sex, sex pollen kinda, animal transformation, grumpy bucky, angst/horror?, fae/faries, fairy tale vibes

Sundress by @princessmisery666 Steve Rogers x Female Reader Steve buys you a present, but it’s more for him. Warnings: smut, dom!Steve, language.

Last Laugh by @boxofbonesfic Steve Rogers x Comedian!Reader Your jokes land you in some hot water with their subject–Captain America. Turns out, America’s golden boy’s a bit of a bully–and you kind of like it. Warnings: Mean Steve, Sub!Reader, Smut, Light BDSM, Semi-public sex, MINORS DNI

Daisy Safe, Rose Wild by @kellyn1604 Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!OFC Steve Rogers is an Alpha on a mission. Find his wayward omega and bring her to heel. What he doesn’t count on is her determined spirit to bring him to his knees. Warnings- Soft! Dark. Non-violent non-con/dub-con. Angst, reluctance, estrous, knotting, claiming, a ton of explicit smut. No wolves or talk of pups…they’re people with a/b/o designations.

Let My Heart Bleed by @xbuchananbarnes Steve Rogers x Female Reader (she/her) Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference. part of the you are the sun universe but can be read as a stand-alone.Warnings: S M U T,angst (an almost break up. Sorry about that, I’ve been on my feels), fluff, cursing, poorly edited. This takes place about seven months after CW (yay for nomad!Steve).

Reflection by @musingsinmoonlight Thor x Female Reader Your lover - with the help of the stupidly large mirror you own - shows you just how desirable you really are to him... Warnings: Smut! Dirty talk. Insecurities (kind of). Sex in front of a mirror. Soft Dom Thor. 18+ ONLY PLEASE AND FUCKING THANK YOU.

Supernatural

Angel with a Shotgun by @gone-to-fight-the-fairies Castiel x Reader Castiel comes to the reader’s aid when she is put in danger because of his harbored feelings toward her. Warnings: none provided

Missing in Action by @talesmaniac89 Dean Winchester x Reader Dean, was hit by a spell cast by an apparently lovesick witch. And though your little group tries to keep him from her, he breaks free. Breaking your heart along the way. Warnings: Heartbreak, jealousy, betrayal, break up, ANGST, injuries, gunshots, blood, possible death, gun violence.

Need Me by @princessmisery666 Dean Winchester x OFC Sam is gone. Dean isn’t coping well but Emily can’t leave him.  Warnings: Grieving, smut, angst, smangst, angry Dean, alcoholism, toxic relationship, language, cheating (maybe).

Shared Grief (3 parts) by @princessmisery666 Dean Winchester x OFC Dean and Emily seek comfort together in their shared grief over losing Sam. In their desperation, they may be doing more hurt than healing. Disaster and salvation surprise them both. But all choices come with a price. Part 1 Warnings: smut, angst, grieving, cheating (sort of), bad decisions, betrayal, suicide mention, fluff, language, alcoholism, show level violence mentioned,

Whatcha Got There? by @fluffiest-dreams Dean Winchester x Reader (she/her) old artifacts, Dean being cute, shenanigans Warnings: none

Not a Dry Pair by @deanwinchesterswitch Rockstar!Dean Winchester x Female Reader A fun little glossed-over glimpse into the life of a 'groupie'. Warnings: 18+ NSFW, language, smut with practically no plot

Wasted by @girl-next-door-writes Dean Winchester x Reader You gave up everything for your happy ever after but what if your true happiness is sat drinking himself into oblivion in a bunker? Warnings: none provided

Hello Hello by @fluffiest-dreams Dean Winchester x Reader (she/her) Dean liked to suprise Y/N. Especially if he found a fun weakness in the process. Warnings: none provided

Run To You by @deanwinchesterswitch Dean Winchester x OFC Disillusioned by the world around her, Kasey has chosen to live a life of solitude. Accused of a crime he didn't commit, Dean escapes custody. On the run from the law and out to prove his innocence, he stumbles headlong into Kasey's life. The fateful encounter sets them on a winding path of desire, heartbreak, and perhaps the most incredible love they've ever known. However, time and the law are not on their side. Warnings: Angst, fluff, slow-burn, language, panic attack detailed (near end of story). Each chapter will have its own warnings.

I'm Not Mad by @fluffiest-dreams Jack Kline, Reader (she/her) Jack was still a child. Some things proved that more than others. Pure fluff Warnings: general spoilers for season 13, lil bit of Jack being insecure

Don't Die by @fluffiest-dreams Sam Winchester x Reader (she/her) Y/N wanted to go on a hunt with Dean while Sam had to stay back with an injured leg. Neither of them was happy about it Warnings: fighting, brief misunderstanding, fluff

I Keep My Promises by @fluffiest-dreams Sam Winchester x Reader (she/her) Sam and Dean had just smoked out a nest of vampires when the two survivers decided to get revenge by kidnapping Y/N. Warnings: canon typical violence, kidnapping, angst, decapitation, blood (but I promise a happy ending)

Crossovers

I'll Be Seeing You by @navybrat817 Spy!Ari Levinson x Female Reader, Dark!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Ari has to let you go until a threat gives him a reason to come home. Warnings: Slight angst, break-up, adult themes, slight possessive behavior, Ari Levinson, (he is a warning)

American Beauty / American Psycho by @cockslut-padalecki Soldier Boy x Female Reader x Nomad!Steve Rogers Y/N wakes up to what should be every woman’s fantasy— sandwiched between the heroes of America as their own personal fuck toy. Warnings: Soldier Boy/Steve’s love/hate relationship, explicit sexual content, dub-con, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), double penetration, anal play, anal sex, multiple orgasms, forced orgasms, mentions of oral sex (female and male receiving), deep throating, a little slapping, degradation, threats of cream pies to every orifice, 18+.

Other Characters

Nothin' Short of a Miracle by @starks-hero Roy O'Bannon x Female Reader The last person Roy knew that caught tuberculosis didn’t see the next month. But you’re strong and Roy doesn’t plan on giving up on you as long as you’re still fighting. Warnings: depictions of serious illness, a little bit of angst, fluff

RPF

Snack? by @jawritter Jensen Ackles x Female Reader The new Alpha on set wants you to take his “new’ face for a spin, and who the fuck can you tell him now? Warnings: Face riding, Possessive  behavior I guess? ABO dynamics, male masturbation. Light dirty talk. Language. Is it cheating if he has permission?