#babygirl got lucifer whispering in his ear

[superwholockednico]

I think ima start watching samnatural

maybe internalizedfreaksamnatural?

We all thought Dean was the messed up brother but sam's 7 types of crazy and going through it and just happens to be better at playing normal human

[softmothprince]

Text Me Later

MC overhears something after class and is curious to see what would happen if she did it to Mammon.

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MC bites her lip, tapping her nails against her D.D.D., rethinking what she just did. The only reason she did this was because she heard some demons in her class whispering about doing it to their s/o, and when she asked more about it they gave her tips and tricks. Dirty talking wasn’t something she did, it was usually Mammon doing it to her.

But the demons in that group hyped her up, especially when she mentioned that Mammon would be tied up with Lucifer and working on Student Council things. She re-reads the texts again, her nerves rising the more she scrolls.

~Goldielocks~

‘I’m conflicted right now.’

‘Ha? About what? You better not be thinking of doing something without me!’

‘I want you to hold me in your arms and tease my neck with kisses. Make those pretty marks you love so much.’

‘W-what? You can’t just say something like that!’

‘But I also want you to force me up against a wall and fuck me until I’m shaking. Until I can’t even remember my own name.’

‘....you don’t understand what you’re starting, princess.’

‘Don’t I? I know that you’re probably sitting in Lucifer’s office, slacking off to look at these messages I’m sending and imagining that you were here right now.’

‘That’s it.’

‘Mammon?’

message seen

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That was almost twenty minutes ago. With a loud huff, MC lets her phone fall onto her stomach and stares at her ceiling. She stretches her legs, wincing when she feels the warmth in her belly grow. Writing those texts and imaging Mammon being all flustered did that to her- A loud knock makes her sit up and she looks at the clock on her phone.

She was supposed to be home alone, since the brothers all had things to do. MC cautiously approaches her door and waits for a second, reaching out with her pacts and is surprised to feel the one on her chest- Mammon’s -pulse eagerly. Opening the door, she finds the second born standing outside her room, his head tilted down.

His white hair is a ruffled mess, clothes looking to be hastily tugged at and chaotic. All-in-all, he looks like a mess. Without waiting, he walks past her and keeps his back to her.

“Mammon?” She whispers, brows furrowed when he doesn’t say anything and closes her door. “Hey, are you-”

She yells in shock when right as the lock clicks in place, he suddenly rushes her, his hand going to her throat and he shoves her against the door. Finally being able to see his face, she stops. Mammon’s eyes are dark and his pupils dilated, an almost feral expression tugging at his features.

“This is what you get for sending such lewd messages, sweetheart~”

She stutters and tries to move, only to be yanked around and thrown onto her bed. The hand gripping her neck tightens and digs into her skin, his thumb moving to stroke the pact mark between her breasts.

“Mammon-”

“You knew exactly what would happen. I warned you- but you still did it.” He suddenly pushes her legs apart, his free hand going to cup her clothed pussy. “But you missed me too much to stop, right? I can smell it- your little slit is wet from writing those messages.”

MC lifts her hips up, trying to push more against his hand- only for him to let her neck go and force her hips down as he slips his other hand into her shorts. It takes little to no resistance for his fingers to slide into her pussy, his long fingers easily reaching those sweet spots she can’t.

He hums and leans forward as he moves his arm in time with his thumb as it rubs her clit, pressing his teeth to her throat. He nibbles and sucks on the skin, growling when she jolts and moans into his ear. One of her legs is between his and when she moves it, it grinds against his cock.

She whimpers his name repeatedly, tugging at his hair and clawing at his t-shirt. Red scratches appear on his skin, slowly disappearing as time went on. He tilts his head up and snags her ear between his teeth, tugging briefly before whispering lewd words.

“You’re going to cum on my fingers before I give you my cock, you got that human? I’m going to tease you just like you wanted before I fuck you so hard you’re fucking shaking.”

Her mouth drops open with a small line of drool going down her chin, chest heaving harder and harder until- The noise she lets out is similar to a sob, legs spasming as she cums hard and fast. She vaguely hears Mammon murmuring praises in her ear, ‘good girl’ ‘my human’ and ‘naughty thing’ mixing in her mind.

He slips his soaked hand from her shorts and grabs both of her thighs to hold them in place as he sits up on his knees, lining their hips up. Loud grunts fill her ears as he grinds against her core, making her feel his cock through his jeans. The flimsy material of her shorts barely hides her excitement, darkening as he pushes it against her wet slit.

She whines and squirms, trying to get away as the wet fabric rubs her sensitive flesh. Mammon grins and lets one leg go to tear apart her bottoms, swiftly undoing his own belt and unzipping his jeans. He hums as he pulls out his cock, stroking it for a moment before letting it rub over his sweetheart’s clit.

He goes back to grinding their hips together, fisting her hair in one hand and grabbing under her knee with the other. She goes to cover her mouth and muffle her moans, but Mammon is quick to dip down and slam their lips together while shoving his tongue into her mouth.

Tangling their tongues together, he swallows her sounds greedily while rutting faster. His hips pull back enough so the head of his dick catches her entrance and he briefly lets her leg go to help ease his dick inside her wet cunt. His mouth parts from hers, a deep and guttural noise erupting from his chest as he sinks balls deep.

“Haa~ Your pussy is gripping my cock so nicely.” He laughs and tugs her head back, locking their eyes together. “I can tell by that look on your face that you’re going to cum if I move. You know I won’t stop once I start, don’t you babygirl…” He purrs, flicking his tongue along her lips and sliding it past them.

She mumbles out something that sounds like his name, but he doesn’t hesitate. He drives his hips back and forward, hearing that sweet sound of wet skin slapping together. And just as he said, his naughty girl squeals and gasps against his mouth as the familiar spasm of her pussy flutters around his cock- but he’s far from done.

He doesn’t stop as her orgasm does, continuing to slap their hips together hard. The lewd expression that corrupts her face makes him moan loudly, pressing their foreheads against each other and stares into her eyes. He can almost imagine the hearts in them, like those porn pictures he’s seen.

His hands slide down and grab under her bottom, lifting her up slightly so he can find that one spot that will- MC lets out a scream, babbling incoherently as she trembles and squeezes her thighs around his hips.

Mammon’s breathing becomes rough and tilting more towards a growl, his nails digging into her flesh as he thrusts a few more times before pulling out and cumming rapidly onto her heaving stomach. Both of them are shaking aggressively, chests heaving and faces blissed out.

Their eyes meet, and MC lets a loopy smile appear on her face, flushed face relaxing as the trembling lessens. Mammon takes a few deep breaths, rubbing his thumbs over her twitching thighs and once he is sure she is fine, he stands to snag a discarded towel tossed onto the couch.

He carefully cleans the cum off her stomach and thighs, taking extra precaution with her sensitive spots between her legs. Once that was done, he rolls the towel up in both of their dirty clothing and tosses them into a basket, then crawls into bed beside MC.

She eagerly curls into his arms, humming when he strokes up and down her spine. They whisper to each other about random things, until both fall into silence and then eventually into a deep sleep. Tangled in each other's arms.

[deliberatelyvague]

Kinktober Day 11

October 11, 2020

Public (Lucifer)

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You should have known wearing thigh highs and a skirt would affect Lucifer. Well, to be honest, you did know. But you didn’t think it would be to this extent.

See, you figured he would wait until you two were back home, and then ravish you, but no. Here you were, in a booth with both Barbatos and Diavolo, having a night out, when you feel Lucifer’s hand creep up your thigh.

“If you don’t want to be punished, babygirl, I suggest you keep your composure,” he whispered in your ear. You felt yourself getting turned on by his sultry voice, not to mention the pads of his gloved fingers playing with the edge of your stocking.

“Yes, sir,” you whisper quietly to him, and he pulled your thighs apart from where they had pressed together when he started. You continued to talk with Diavolo. He was very interested in how your schooling was back at your home. It was all going well until Lucifer pushed your skirt up and ran two of his fingers over your clothed clit.

Your hips bucked you and you stifled a moan.

“Is everything okay, Miss [Y/N]?” Barbatos asked you, and you nodded slightly.

“Yes, thank you. Everything’s fine, I just got a shiver down my spine.” Not exactly a lie, so he neither Diavolo could ding you on it.

Lucifer’s fingers made his way into your folds and into your entrance.

You choked back another moan, you didn’t cover this one up as well as the other one.

“[Y/N], are you sure you’re alright?” Lucifer asked, feigning innocence. You glared over at him as he continued thrusting his fingers into you, even having the audacity to add another finger.

“Yes, I’m sure,” you say to him through clenched teeth. You clenched your legs, feeling yourself approaching your climax and you knew he could tell.

“C’mon, pretty thing, cum on my fingers,” he whispered into your ear. You came, your eyes closing as you clenched your mouth shut as to not moan out. You turned your head to rest backward against Lucifer’s shoulder, and Lucifer took the hint you were trying to give him.

“Actually, I think it’s time for us to leave,” Lucifer told Diavolo and Barbatos. “You know how she gets, always trying to push herself.”

The both nodded and bid you a farewell, and Lucifer paid for your’s and his parts of the check before you left.

“Lucifer, when we get back to the dorm, can you please fuck me?”

“Of course, doll. But for now let’s just make sure we can make it there.”

[spideymarvelws]

For Harrison osterfield Smut Promot #1 Congrats on 200

Masterlist / Request Guidlines

Prompt : “Fuck you,” “How Hard,”

A/n : Okay, so here’s the thing, you got two options. I wrote the By The Pool first, made the header, edited, added it to my drafts ready to post...then i got distracted by season five of lucifer. And from that i got the inspiration to write The Demon Inside so, yeah. I’m sorry this request took so long 💀

Also tysm 🥰

Harrison Osterfield x Fem!Reader 

By The Pool

Warnings : Smut, public sex, dom!haz

Word Count : 0.4K

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Your back hit the brick wall harshly, sending a spike of pain up your back, but the pleasure of having Harrison’s hard chest pressed against yours, made it the furthest thing from your mind. His lips made its way down hour neck, sicking and nipping at the exposed skin while trialing his fingers down your bare waist, playing with the strings of your bikini.

“Harrison,” you whimpered, throwing your head back when he found your pulse point, “We shouldn’t. Not- fuck, not here,”

“Are you sure love?” He chuckled into your ear, “Because I’m pretty sure if I were to feel that pretty pussy up, it’d be soaking by the thought of me fucking you right here,”

“Baby- fuck,” you whimpered, bitting your lip when his hands brushed the inside of your thigh. You clenched them together in an effort to try and stop Harrison’s hands but he pushed them back open.

“Is that a challenge?” He grunted, pulling up your left thigh to wrap around his waist.

He grabbed your jaw when he noticed your attention starting to focus on the sounds of splashing and laughter from the pool right behind the wall you were pressed against.

“They’re to busy right now to notice us gone babygirl,” he said with his thumb on your bottom lip, realising it from your teeth, “If we’re quick enough that is,”

He grabbed your other thigh, pulling it around his waist, pressing you further against the wall. His hands fell on your ass, massaging the skin while attacking your neck once again.

“Are you sure you want to do this baby?” he whispered, looking into your eyes, “Just say the word,”

You looked around the corner back at the pool before looking back at him, a small smile gracing you face as you let out a sigh, “Let’s be fast alright? You horny son of a bitch” 

“That could be arranged,” he mumbled as his mouth moved down your body to between your breasts, tugging down your bikini, revealing your perky nipples. His lips latched on to them while moving your wet panties to the side.

“Your enjoying this, aren’t you?” He purred.

“Oh, fuck you,”

“How hard babygirl,” he growled, taking out his cock slamming into you, “Sadly, that’s for the hotel, right now, I’m not planning on you leaving my arms anytime soon,”

...

Angel!Harrison Osterfield x Fem!Demon!Reader

The Demon Inside 

Warnings : Smut, kinda sub!haz

Word Count : 0.3k

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You woke up to the sensation of soft sheets against your naked body. You were lying flat on your stomach, your arms underneath the pillow your head was laying on. Letting out a small groan, your hands blindly reached out for your boyfriend, wanting to cuddle into the warmth his body provided. 

You huffed when all your hand found was slightly warm sheets. 

“Harrison?” you mumbled, pulling the sheets to cover your breasts as you turned over. 

“Yes love?” you heard him call from the bathroom.

“Mhh, nothing, just making sure you still there,” you said back snuggling back into the sheets, “And alive,” 

“Very funny,” Harrison said sarcastically, emerging from the bathroom, with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist.

He walked up to your side of the bed, leaning over your form with one hand by the side of your head and the over holding up the towel. He pressed his lips against yours, and just like that all the memories from the night before came flooding into your mind.

You moaned as his tongue slipped into your mouth, your hands grabbing at his shoulders, forcing him closer to lie down on top of you.

“Woah, love, didn't get enough enough of me last night,” he chuckled into your mouth, moving from your lips down to your jaw.

“Maybe,” you mumbled, passing your fingers delicately through his pearly white feathers. 

You pushed him on too his back, straddling his hips with your hands on his chest. You ripped off the towel throwing it to the side, making note of his already hard cock.

“This early morning, already?” you smirked, slowly grinding your core along the length of his dick.

Moving his hands to your hips, he gripped at the skin, “Fuck you,” he grunted.

“How hard baby boy?” you questioned, leaning down, ghosting your lips over his, “But before you do, I think you deserve a punishment for that language,”

...

Thinking of making a full one-shot for The Demon Inside. But idk if ill have the time with school and shit💀

[softluci]

so i was Thinking, as i sometimes do, as a treat, and i realized that a lot of the time i call my friends with terms of endearment very offhandedly and with only slight mischief intended

for example, sometimes i'll call my friends sweetheart, baby/babygirl; things like that, you know?

and i was wondering, like,,, how would the boys react to an mc using one of those names so casually? like what would they do if their mc just decides they Will cause problems on purpose? well—

a/n?? i'm gonna have to do this in Parts because this was supposed to be shorter than it is, but my head was like, "don't be shy, put some more!" so, consider this, whatever this is, part One.

lucifer

how much longer were you supposed to sit in his office, listening to his lecture about the importance of your schoolwork? as if you didn't already know? how many reminders of how you absolutely mustn't disappoint princely dick were you supposed to endure? it was criminal, what lucifer was putting you through, talking your ear off like this—absolutely criminal.

to make matters worse, you were already tired from the day's activities, and in your mild (mild!) exhaustion, could you really be held accountable for the things you said to him? no. well, maybe a little bit, but, really, you didn't even mean to.

once his lecture came to a lull, you began standing up to leave, words slipping past your lips in a breathy drawl, "baby boy, it's whatever you say, will that be all for today?"

nothing could've prepared you for the bass in his voice when he replied, his tone laced with amusement, "come again?"

lucifer's tone, coupled with the way he looked at you, gaze unwavering as he stood, pierced you like ice. you put your hand on the back of your chair, curling your fingers around it unconsciously.

son of a bitch.

you tried not to bluescreen so you could answer his question, but the words died in the back of your throat when he got closer to you, his trademark smirk playing on his lips.

goddamn it.

"well?" he prompted, coming to a stop inches away from you.

"it's whatever you want..." your voice trailed as he leaned down just enough to make you tighten your grip on the back of your chair.

shit.

lucifer hummed, pulling off his gloves and dropping them onto his desk, eyes trained on you. he circled his fingers around your wrist, gently tugging your hand away from the chair, away from the only thing keeping you grounded in this moment.

"you know," he started, bringing your hand to his face, "you should really watch what you say. don't you agree?"

"why is that?" you asked, voice barely above a whisper.

he sighed quietly, pressing a kiss to your palm, then to your wrist.

"you wouldn't want to bite off more than you can chew, now, would you?" he asked, sharp canines bore in a grin.

his grin melted back into a smirk as he leaned down completely, lips hovering next to your ear.

"of course," he said, taking your ear between his teeth and tugging gently, chuckling softly at your slight intake of breath. "you're welcome to try."

fuck.

[mersuperwholocked-lowlife]

Save Her

Word Count: 1,477

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Daughter!Reader, Jack Kline

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Daughter!Reader, Sam Winchester x Niece!Reader

Warnings: Angst

Request: @saea :dean x daughter! reader where she “died” during the time michael took over his body and when TFW goes to rescue jack, they find her there with michael except she has no memory of them (like bucky from The Winter Soldier)

A/N: Sorry it took so long! Hope you enjoy!

A/N 2: Part 2????

Masterlist

“Jack!” Sam yelled.

“Sammy!”, you yelled.

“(Y/N)!”, Dean yelled as you ran after your uncle, Sam.

Before he knew it, you, Sam, Jack, and Lucifer disappeared.

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You and Sam grunted as the two of you were thrown painfully to the ground, in what seemed like a church.

You slowly got up, in pain, as you looked up at Lucifer, standing before, holding Jack.

“Really, Sam? (Y/N)? Hitching a ride? I mean, so you guys ever quit?”, Lucifer asked, annoyed.

“Go to hell.”, you said as Sam pushed you behind him.

“Hell, yeah. Been there, done that.”, Lucifer replied, angry, as he pushed Jack to the ground, and went over to Sam.

He punched him in the face, causing him to fall back.

“Sammy!”, you exclaimed, trying to help your uncle.

“You know, it’s been real fun.”, Lucifer started, as he lifted you up by your neck.

You gasped.

“Let her go!”, Sam yelled as he tried to pull Lucifer away from you, just to get himself hit again.

“I really had a great time with you, Sam, but I think it’s time we see other people.”, he said, sarcastically.

You tried to breathe, but couldn’t.

“Please..”, you tried to speak, as you started seeing black spots in your vision. You felt yourself getting weaker.

“Quiet now, (Y/N), it’ll all be over soon.”

“What do you say, Sammy?”

Lucifer threw you down, and you inhaled deeply.

He put his hand on you, his eyes turning yellow. You felt everything tighten in your body, as you tried to breathe again.

“Stop!”, you heard Jack yell.

Lucifer threw you down, as you breathed heavily.

“Now, why should I listen to you?”, Lucifer yelled at Jack.

“(Y/N).”, Sam crawled to you.

“Because I’m your son.”, you heard Jack say.

“Oh yeah. Well, you had a chance with that, but, now?”, Lucifer said as he punched down Jack.

Sam helped you up.

“No, Jack,”, you gasped.

“As for kids, Ahh, I can make more of those.”, he said.

“Stay here.”, Sam quietly whispered to you, as he walked to Lucifer, only to get hit again.

“Wow, Uncle Sammy coming to the rescue.”, Lucifer mocked.

“But your little Jackie, the nougat-loving boy, that you had before, he’s killed people. He’s got a lot of blood on his hands.” Lucifer said.

“I don’t care. He’s family.”, Sam said as he got up.

“Ha! What’s family done for anyone? My dad left me. My brother's tired to kill me, a lot. Family blows. And I’m gonna prove it to you.”, Lucifer pointed at Sam.

“What, by killing me? Go ahead.”

“No, I’m not gonna kill you. But, you’re gonna suffer.”, Lucifer yelled as he stared at you.

Sam looked at you, scared.

“No! Stay the hell away from her!”, Sam yelled, as he and Jack tried to stop Lucifer, but only got pushed back.

You tried to get away but were only stopped by a powerful force.

Lucifer took your arm and bent it behind your back.

You screamed out in pain, trying to fight Lucifer.

“You know, you’re a stubborn (Y/N). In another world, we would’ve gotten along, don’t you think?”, Lucifer yelled in your ear.

You tried to push away, but no avail.

“No! Please! Not (Y/N)!”, you heard Jack cry.

“You’re everybody’s weak point. Your dad’s, your uncle’s, my son’s. If you die, they all come crashing down. I’ll win.”, Lucifer told you.

“Don’t hurt them, please.”, you cried softly.

“Don’t hurt her. Kill me instead. (Y/N)’s a kid.”, Sam begged.

“NO!”, Lucifer yelled, causing you to flinch.

“You, Dean, and Cas took my son away from me! Now, I’m taking her away from you!”, he yelled.

“NO!”, Sam yelled, trying to get to you.

Unfortunately, Lucifer had restrained him and Jack.

“Goodbye (Y/N).”, Lucifer said, pulling a blade from his jacket. You could feel it poking against your chest.

Suddenly, a bright light invaded the room.

You scrunched your eyes, trying to see who, or what it was.

You saw your father standing there with a blade in his hands, with a pair of wings on his back.

“D-Dad..”, you asked shocked.

“Dean?”, you heard Sam yell.

“Hiya Sammy. (Y/N).”, Dean said, in monotone.

“You let my brother in.”, Lucifer pointed out.

“Dad, no.”, you gasped, you knew the blade had already entered your body.

“Let go of my daughter. Now.” Dean said.

“My pleasure.”, Lucifer smirked as he pushed you to Sam.

“(Y/N)!”, Sam yelled as he held you tightly.

You could feel your body getting limp.

“U-Uncle Sammy.”, you said shakily, and too quiet for him to hear.

He looked up to see Lucifer charge at Dean.

Dean ran at him with the blade.

You tried to wrap your head around what was happening, but couldn’t.

“S-Sam.”, Jack said as he saw you.

Sam quickly looked at Jack, then at you.

“(Y/N)...”, he cried, looking at you.

“T-Tell D-Dad I love him.”, you said with your last breath. Before they knew it, you were gone.

“No! (Y/N)!”, Sam and Jack cried.

There was a loud yell and Lucifer was dead.

Dean came down.

“Sammy! I did it!”, he said, happily.

“Sammy?”, he asked.

“D-Dean.”, he cried.

Dean ran to him, only to see his daughter’s dead body in Sam’s arms.

“No. No! No!”, he yelled as he held you tightly.

Before he could do anything, he felt Michael try to take over him.

He pushed himself away from your body, and away from Sam and Jack.

He started groaning.

“Dean?”, Sam asked cautiously.

“We had a deal!”, Dean yelled, strained.

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Months later….. (Season 14, episode 9)

You were suddenly awakened, gasping for air. What the hell happened? you thought.

How is this possible? you thought, confused.

Memories came back of you dying, Lucifer killing you.

You had a pounding headache.

“Ughh.”, you groaned as you sat up.

“Great. She’s alive.”, you heard a voice that immediately startled you. There was something familiar about it.

“W-Who are you? Where am I?”, you immediately questioned the woman standing in front of you.

“Oh, don’t you recognize me? (Y/N), I remember you! I’m kinda hurt, I gotta admit.”, the woman said.

You still were confused.

The woman sighed, before making her eyes glow… blue.

“Michael?!”, you exclaimed.

“No, no, stay away from me, you bitch!”, you yelled backing away from her.

“Oh come one, (Y/N)! I just need your help with one little thing! It’s not gonna hurt. Well, not for me.”, she snickered.

“Leave me alone! Where’s my family!? Where’s my dad?!”, you screamed, scared.

Michael started walking towards you, trapping you in a corner.

“No! No!”, you screamed.

She placed her hands on your head, then, her eyes glowed.

You heard a slight buzzing, before feeling immense pain.

“OH!”, you screamed out in pain, and fell to the ground, unconscious.

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“Jack!”, Sam yelled as the boy collapsed onto the floor.

“You know, you guys are fun to mess around with! I know someone who would enjoy it even more! (Y/N), come on out!”, Michael exclaimed.

“You’re bluffing. You son of a bitch!”, Dean yelled angrily at Michael.

You emerged from the back room, looking at Michael.

“(Y/N)?!”, Sam yelled, confused.

“Who are these people?”, you asked Michael.

“Don’t worry, they’re bad people. Kill them. Except for that one.”, she pointed towards Dean.

“Yes, sir.”, you answered in a monotone voice. Your eyes looked dead as if there were only darkness left in you. Michael erased everything. Completely. You had no idea about your family, or anything, really. You only knew your name was (Y/N), and you had to listen to Michael.

“(Y/N), don’t do this. Babygirl, listen to me.”, Dean tried to reason with you while shielding Sam and Jack.

“Michael said not to kill you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t hurt you. Now move, now.”, you said coldly to your father.

“(Y/N), this isn’t you. Please. Try to remember me.”, Sam tried to help you.

You went to the tall man, and kneed him in the stomach, causing him to double over.

“Sammy!”, Dean yelled, trying to help his brother. He was thrown back by an invisible force.

“Just watch now, Dean. Watch what your daughter has become.”, Michael said, holding Dean back.

“You son of a bitch! Leave her alone!”, he yelled.

“Listen, (Y/N), I don’t wanna hurt you. You were my best friend!”, Jack tried to reason with you.

“Don’t lie to me. Why would I pick the son of Satan to be my friend? A useless, powerless person like you?”, you taunted Jack.

“Hope you’re enjoying the show, Dean. This is just the beginning. Enjoy!”, Michael snickered.

I have to save her, I need to save her., Dean thought.

I need to save her.

(Posted at 9:24 PM on March 18, 2019)

[sprnaturallover]

Bigger than Most

As congrats for my babygirl @queentumbles graduating I am making writing a fic of being a tall (and I mean tall) girl who has the hots for asshole Gabriel and our little Lucifer. I hope you enjoy babygirl!!

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You were used to be looked over or ignored you should say, by people. You intminated most guys without having to say a word. Being 6′3 and a female came with its challenges. For one, good luck finding clothes, and good luck finding a man who is taller than you who will date you. But that is where things get weird for you. You like short guys. You had your eyes on one particular asshole. The angel Gabriel. After joining Sam and Dean on one hunt, you meet Gab. You insistently took a liking to the asshole. He was cocky and a smart ass, and only 5′6. Those little brown eyes stole your giant size heart, but then you meet his brother. You met Lucifer. Sam warned you he was an asshole and not good, but you didn’t listen. You feel for the sassy angel and he took a liking to you. You were different. You were used to being outcasted. Hell, you were taller than Dean, and Sam only had an inch on you. You didn’t think the 6′1 angel would take a liking to a girl of your size, but when you pinned him against the wall one day, he knew he had to piss you off again. 

You remember that day quite clearly. You were in the kitchen in the bunker baking some cookies when they all of a sudden disappeared. You figured Gabriel was being a dick again and took the whole batch, but no. When you turned around there was Lucifer holding the tray. You walked over to him and grabbed the tray.

“What the fuck Luc. I thought only Gab pulled childish tricks.”

He hated it when you called him Luc. If was Lucifer or sir in his eyes. Walking up to he went to grab the cookies back, but you had enough. You grabbed his collar and pinned him against the wall. Your large frame covering his. You were so pissed you didn’t feel the growing dick in his pants from you. You didn’t register that he didn’t try to kill you for manhandling him. You were pissed he wanted your cookies. 

“Don’t touch my fucking cookies.”

Releasing him you stormed off with the tray. You didn’t see him awkwardly trying to hide his erection. No one had ever manhandled him and got away with it, but you were different. 

Looking back you laugh at yourself for pinning him. Now he goes out of his way to try and piss you off in the hopes you will pin him again. He wasn’t good at asking for what he wanted. He preferred to be an asshole until he got what he wanted, or he took it with unnecessary force. 

“Hey Ruth, wheres Lucifer?” Looking up from your research you saw Sam leaning against the door frame. Ya, he was attractive, but you didn’t want him the way you wanted Gab or Luc. You had a thing for smaller guys, and Sam was definitely not smaller than you. 

“Hell if I know. I ain’t his keeper. Try asking Gab. The two of them have been planning something. It’s fucking weird they are working together.” Shrugging your shoulders went back to research. You were trying to finish your schooling. Dean and Sam were happy when they found out wanted to be a nurse. They couldn’t get you into school fast enough. You loved it, but you also wanted to hunt. You were a big girl and it intimidation worked well. You weren’t ashamed you where 6′3 and over 200lbs. You were proud you could pin Dean when sparing and throw Sam off you when he tried to pin you. 

“Let me know if you see him. He has been weirdly quiet lately and it is starting to worry me.”

No sooner had Sam left Gab strolled in sucking on a lollipop. 

Rolling your eyes you went back to your work.

“You know it isn’t nice to roll your eyes.” His warm honey voice sent chills down your spin. 

“What are you gonna do about.” You so badly wanted to pin his smart ass and kiss him like your life depended on it, but you were a virgin. And never been kissed. You were sure Gab knew, but at least he wasn’t as big as an asshole to mention it. 

“Spank you.”

That caused you to laugh. A whole-body laugh. “Spannn--kk Mee-eee. That's a good one Gab. I’m twice your size. I’d love to see---” You hadn’t finished your sentence when Luc showed up behind you and picked you up. You were shocked, to say the least. You never had someone just pick you up. Most men were afraid of you, but these two were angels, and they figured you out. 

“Shut it. My brother and I are going to play a game. You see, Gabriel here doesn’t believe when I say you enjoy manhandling men, he thinks you preferred to be manhandled.”

Oh fuck. You were screwed. Literally.

With wide eyes, you looked over a Gab. Poor sweet little Gab. You so badly wanted to pick him up and have your way with him, but how. 

Luc must have heard your thoughts because he put you down. You walked over to Gab, you had his trademark smirk on. You were going to wipe it off. Picking him under his armpits you pinned him against the wall. He must have heard your thoughts because he tried to wrap his small legs around you. With one hand by his head and one holding his perky ass you leaned in beside his ear and whispered, “I will manhandle you all I want. I will only be manhandled if I want.” With that, you kissed him, and you kissed him hard. You could feel something poking you, and you finally clued in. These two angels found you attractive. You didn’t know why nor did you care why. You wanted these to men to fuck you. You wanted Gab to be underneath you as you had your way with him. You wanted to feel Luc on top of you with your legs on his shoulders. You wanted to manhandle Gab. You wanted Luc to manhandle you as you fought for your control. And these two angels were going to give you what you wanted.

[holylulusworld]

Hate you too, Winchester

Summary: You hate Dean Winchester but what happens when you come across him on his worst day?

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: angst, language, love-hate relationship, mentions of characters death, sad Dean, smut, a hint of fingering, unprotected sex, sex as a coping mechanism (not healthy at all but hot), mentions of suicide (not really, but it gets mentioned)

You hate him with burning rage. Every fiber of your whole existence tells you to not stop the car, not ask why he’s standing on that bridge while you can see no one around but you get out of the car either way.

“Dean?” Your voice is barely above a whisper when you see he just stares down the wild water, not reacting to your words. “Winchester?”

Worriedly chewing at your lower lip, you silently step closer, fighting your way toward Dean against the biting wind and rain.

“Dean, are you hunting fish now?”

“He’s gone…” Dean’s voice is hoarse, tears stream down his face and you gasp as he holds Sam’s amulet in his shaking fingers. “Sammy…he did it. Jumped in the pit and I couldn’t do anything.”

“Dean…” Another step closer, and another - you can almost reach the tall hunter so you jump forward to grab his jacket and Dean yelps.

“Fuck, are you insane? We could’ve ended down in the cold water, Y/N! Are you nuts?” Pursing his lips, the tall hunter mutters and you laugh.

“I thought you want to jump, idjit!” Pointing toward the water you still won’t let go of his jacket as Dean cocks a brow.

“I was just thinking how to get Sam out of hell, lunatic! You almost got both of us killed!” Dean talks back and all the compassion is gone, replaced by rage. “I hate you for sure!”

“You stand there in the middle of the night while wind and rain freeze me to my bones and tell me you didn’t want to jump?” Taking a step toward you Dean grips your upper arms to glare at you. “By the way, I hate you too, Winchester!”

“I can’t take my life, Y/N. Not after Sammy sacrificed his life and soul to save mine. How can you believe I would do such a thing…bitch!”

“Bitch!” Kicking his shin, you laugh as Dean let go of your arms. “Asshole! I knew it was a mistake to get out of my car. Now I am frozen and wet!”

“Wet…” Groaning Dean licks his lips, gulping as he can see your hard nipples through your soaked top. “In your car…now…”

“What? I will not let you in my car. You smell like a wet dog and booze, Winchester. I will get in my car and you can freeze your ass off some more.”

Poking your finger into Dean’s chest you can see a dangerous glimmer in those green orbs.

“I said…in…your…car…now…pants down…” Blinking a few times you shriek as Dean drags you toward your car to open the door to the backseat.

One moment later you find yourself face down on your backseat while Dean covers your body, biting your neck hard enough to leave an angry mark.

“Winchester…” His cold hand slips under your body to deftly unbutton your pants. “I dare you to…oh…god…” Shuddering your feel two cold fingers slip through your wet folds and your body betrays you.

Grinding against his growing bulge you gasp with every stroke of his fingers.

Dean pants heavily, pressing his body close to your body to feel any kind of connection.

“I want you…please…”

“Fuck, don’t ask for permission, Winchester. Get in the car and close the goddamn door. I won’t freeze my ass off to let you fuck me…” Smirking you hear a dark chuckle leave Dean’s lips.

“There’s a motel not far away. Baby is there too…” Dean whispers but you shake your head. “Here and now or never, Dean…”

Between muttering about the cramped space and the try to get you out of your wet clothes you managed to let Dean cover your body with his.

On top of you, holding your wrists pinned down with one of his he groans against your throat as he drives his rigid cock into you.

Dean is not gentle, not at all. While you cry out his name, even curse him he bites your neck, shoulder even grazes his teeth over your nipples.

“Is that all you’ve got, Winchester?” Distracting Dean from his loss and pain you press you soles into his lower back. “Fuck me as you mean it, Dean.”

“You asked for it…” Gripping your left thigh almost painfully hard Dean tilts his hips and you cry out as the first thrust hits your cervix. “That’s it, my little bitch. Fuck…” Eyes focused on your face Dean moves slower, not wanting it to be over too soon.

“Let go of my hands, Winchester…” Moaning you arch your back slightly and Dean nods, crushing his lips to yours in a desperate attempt to burn the image of his brother jumping into the pit out of his mind.

Your hands, the way you grip his shoulders and your heat taking him in let him forget for a moment, let him feel something else than loss and pain.

“Dean…”

“I know, Baby…let go…” Rocking his hips slower Dean moves his fingers into your hair, tugging it slightly to make your coil tighten even more. “Come for me…need to feel it…”

It’s a rush of hot white pleasure bringing you over the edge. Dean is not far behind.

Slowly riding your high out, he sniffles your name before he hides his face in your neck to kiss your skin softly.

“How’d you find me, Y/N? I thought you hate me for the rest of your life…” Dean’s words make you sniffle, and you blink a few tears away.

“Bobby…”

“He told you…” Voice cracking Dean looks at your sad face. “What I said back then…I never meant it. I was just trying to shelter you.”

“You have a funny way to shelter people, Winchester. Now let’s plan how to get Sammy back. I didn’t just come her for a good fuck…” Laughing Dean looks at you lie on top of him but he falls silent.

“I promised Sammy to not try, Y/N…”

“Fuck your promises, Winchester.” Pecking his lips you feel the tension in his body. “Fine. You can keep your promise but…” Smirking you slide your fingers through his hair. “I never promised shit so let’s get Sam out there.”

“How? He’s in the cage with Lucifer and Michael…”

“Well…” Whispering something into Dean’s ear you make him gasp. “I told you no one can compare to me.”

“Little bitch…”

“Witch to be correct, Winchester. I was mad back then as I would’ve been able to help you. Now shut up and let me recall where I am hiding the stuff to get Sam out...”

Part 2

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