#father!dean blurb

[katsumox]

DC MEN AND THE FIRST DANCE.

aka my fav dc boys, their first dance songs at y’all’s wedding, and a lil blurb.

DICK GRAYSON has cried three separate times today, this dance officially making it four. Dean Martin’s “Everybody Loves Somebody” crackles through the speakers, causing your husband to smile again, before tearful kissing your forehead. The two of you sway in silence, letting the music speak for you. “I love you,” Dick breathes, “I love you infinitely.”

JASON TODD has been narrowly avoiding a literal breakdown all night, but this, he decides, is the icing on the cake. As “At Last,” by Etta James begins, Jason tries his damndest to maintain his veneer of suave confidence, finally cracking when you place a kiss to his hand. As a few tears leave his eyes, he kisses you. He tastes of icing, love, and salt. His siblings and father are more of a mess than he is, as they’ve been sobbing and snotting all through the ceremony and reception.

BRUCE WAYNE, as stoic as he is, can’t help but let a few tears escape his eyes as the two of you spin and sway to Nancy Wilson’s “Tonight May Have to Last Me All my Life”. He opens his mouth to speak, but a choked sound leaves his throat as he rubs your wedding ring. His mother’s ring. Years later, he says the day of your union was absolutely perfect, but you know a part of him wishes Thomas and Martha were there to see it.

HAL JORDAN hums as he stares into your eyes, unblinking. “Can’t believe I’m your husband,” he sighs, tracing your jawline. “Can’t believe I’m you’re wife,” you say. Unforgettable, by Nat King Cole rings through the speakers as Hal groans, “And I was doing so well,” he smiles, tears sparkling in his eyes. “‘S alright, love,” you choke, tears welling up in your eyes as well. “Me too.”

BARRY ALLEN had been smiling all night long, but he can’t help the way his smile becomes watery when he hears the honeyed notes of Ella Fitzgerald’s “I’ve Got a Crush on You”. The two of you mouth the lyrics as Barry hums, thinking of the countless nights the two of you spent together, dancing in the moon-bathed kitchen you share. He kisses you, smiling from ear to ear.

CLARK KENT blinks, almost incredulous at the beauty before him. “Kal,” you hum, “you’re staring.” He nods, speechless, not even noticing the tears that begin to leak from his eyes as “Again,” by Doris Day plays. Though there are eyes all over the both of you, you can’t help but feel as if you’re in your own little world. As the song comes to an end, he squeezes your hand, saying all he wishes to say at the moment.

oh i’m finna cry this is so cute….fuck

[slasherbvnnie]

Hi sorry for disturbing I love your writing style and I love your work ☺️ I was wondering if I could make a request for poly ghostface billy Loomis X reader X Stu macher where the reader gets jealous of their boyfriends because their are these girls that flirt with Billy and stu and the reader starts to ignore both of them and they both sneak into the reader house or workplace to confront them if you don't mind me asking you don't have to if you don't want to I hope you have a lovely day/night and sorry for taking your time ☺️

I hope this is written to your liking. I really enjoyed writing it! This little blurb is brought to you by the perfect girl by mareux and my jason dean playlist.

Diamond Tears

Context: After surviving Ghostface, you and your boyfriends moved in together and went off to college. You are currently majoring in education and recently received a new job. Your boyfriends were happy, until their own work life at Mr. Loomis' firm began to interfere with your love life. All characters 18+ Modern Scream Au

Word Count: 1949

Your boyfriends were always angels to you. Ever since you three became highschool sweethearts they had always been doting, gifting you sweets and treats, stuffed animals, jewelry, and any other little items that reminded them of you. It took awhile to get used to, you weren’t used to previous lovers gifting you items as much as they did, but once they reassured you that money wasn’t a problem to worry over, you relaxed an accepted the gifts.

Billy and Stu received love back from you as well, all in different ways. Stu preferred meals, he loved any meal that was cooked by you, he also gladly accepted being cuddled, held, or babied slightly by you. He was a big puppy with having his head rubbed during movie nights, and on days he let it grow a little longer, he enjoyed feeling you play with his hair. Billy was different, he enjoyed when you comforted him even if he would keep his stoic demeaner, it meant the world to him when you would comfort him. He also loved when you would kiss him or hold onto him in public, he felt proud to show you off as his (and Stu’s) and would proudly flaunt you off when you were together.

The boys were a little sad when you had gotten a new job, in your third year of college which meant you now had to help with being a TA, teachers assistant. That meant you were gone for eight hours or more a day, which wasn’t exactly fun for them. Despite both helping as interns at Billy’s fathers firm, and working nearly as long as you did, the lack of face times and phone calls during their lunches or time alone wasn’t fun.

Luckily for you, school had gotten called off for a holiday, which meant you could surprise the boys while they were at work. You had made one of their favorite meals while at home, packing it into Tupperware and happily placing it into a lunch bag for the two. You also got yourself fixed up for them, wanting to look nice, especially since it would be the first time in the office. You at least wanted them to be excited for when they could finally get home and have you all to themselves.

You walked out to the car, putting the bag of food on the passenger seat as you put on some music and began to drive off. It wasn’t long before you had made it to the parking lot of the law firm, turning off the Mareux song that was playing through the speakers and turning the car off, carrying the bag of food in your hands as you walked inside. You spoke with the secretary at the front desk, happy when she allowed you to go up the elevator to their floor, you looked around the office as you walked to the room she told you that you could find the two, feeling a bit out of place. On movies they didn’t seem much more full of life, but currently this lawyer firm felt like the coldest place on earth, front the generic wall art down to the repeating style of offices.

What warmed your heart however was getting to see your two boyfriends in action, even if they were just interns at the moment and still working hard on their classes, you felt ecstatic knowing they were becoming what they wanted to be. The receptionist had told you to look out for one of the conference rooms, that one of the lawyers were meeting with the newest team they were assigned with and had asked for Stu and Billy to observe with them. Your eyes darted around with all the glass windows, noticing just about everyone except for the boys.

However when you spotted the room a few people were leaving, you saw the tuffs of brown hair you knew well, plus the towering giant known as Stu. What you weren’t expecting however were the other girls in the room who were talking to the two. Typically, you weren’t a very jealous significant other, you knew the two were hot, but you also knew they were yours. What was different this time was how they acted with the two of them, one of the girls hands traced Stu’s arm, who just seemed oblivious as he rambled on about something. Billy was just as oblivious as the girl facing him spoke on and on, pushing her elbows together slightly to show off her cleavage. It wasn’t the first time girls had flirted with them, unknowing that they were dating you, but it was the first time the boys hadn’t brushed them off and that made something churn inside of you. A frown stayed on your face as you swung the door open to the room, stomping as you walked as the four turned their heads to you. “Baby!” Stu called out, your gaze set down at the table, too angered to even notice the girl who had been flirting with him grimace at the name. “I made you two lunch,” you grumbled out, the two taken back, knowing your angered state easily with the amount of years you had been together now.

You tossed the bag onto the table, storming back out and rushing off to the elevator. You disappeared quickly, leaving the two males stunned and attempting to follow after, but were just left with your trail of anger having already taken off.

Your phone had buzzed non stop for a good hour. You sat in the parking lot for about 15 of those 60 minutes, the other 45 was spent driving home and crying in the driveway. Every time someone had flirted with the boys, they were always quick to brush off the other person. Whether it was a guy, or a girl or anyone who identified in between or not at all, they shot them down every single fucking time. You remembered how many times you saw saddened, angered, or even down right dejected stares from those people when they saw you waltz up and plant big kisses onto them. But this time it fucking hurt, two beautiful women flirting with your boyfriends and neither of them shot them down.

The incident replayed in your mind for hours, even trying to go over the little details you could remember. You could have sworn you saw a blush on Stu’s cheeks and if you remembered correctly, you saw Billy’s signature shit eating grin on his face. Your thoughts didn’t cease even when there was a soft thump of the front door. The shuffling of feet as they made their way upstairs and to your- great- locked bedroom you three shared.

“Baby, come on,” Billy pleaded, sighing as he leaned against the doorframe. “Please open up the door baby, you haven’t answered all day and we’re worried about you.” Stu said, jiggling the knob as tears rolled down your cheeks.

You knew eventually you would have to talk to the two, but the thoughts that were running through your mind were tearing away at you. What if the other women were more attractive to them, what if they no longer wanted just you, what if they were cheating on you all along without you suspecting a thing? They only grew more concerned when they heard you heaving and trying not to make noise as you cried, which wasn’t exactly working out for you as you let out choked sobs.

The knob jiggled once again before you could hear the metal clanking of keys being jammed into the lock from the other side and the creak that it was followed up with. Your head turned to the two as you sniffled, trying to wipe your face clean of any tears as they approached you.

They sat on either side of you on the bed, Stu making the first move and wrapping his arms around you gently. “What has you so worked up, pretty girl?” He whispered, Billy’s cold hands tucking some hair behind your ear to get it out of your face. “Why are you crying, sweetheart? Please tell us what’s wrong,” he said softly as you cried even harder, feeling your body shake as you tried to keep in your cries. However, your body betrayed you and began to melt when Billy cupped your face and made you look at him.

It wasn’t very often that you saw his stone cold face change, but what made you break was seeing his teary eyes and red nose staring at you like you were the only thing that mattered to him right now. “You guys- you-“ you only got out two words before your body shook again from how hard you were trying to hold back from crying, leaning into Stu’s chest when he pulled you in even closer. “They were flirting with you guys and you- you liked it,” you cried out, sniffling as Billy used his thumbs to wipe away your tears. “The girls…the girls you saw us with?” Stu asked as you nodded, “you know we would never flirt with other people sweetheart, we promised you that it would just be us three,” Billy said as you whined. “But you guys always turn them down! You always, you always tell them you have a girlfriend and-“ a small hiccup left you as you sniffled once again, “you two always turn them down. But you didn’t! You just let them keep flirting with you,” you cried out, frowning as Billy did his best to keep up with all your tears. “Pretty girl, I am so sorry if we came off like we were enjoying it. I promise you we didn’t mean to. You know we only have the hots for you,” Stu said, trying to lighten the mood as you frowned. “But- you didn’t push them off of you…and-and Billy didn’t even realize that girl was trying to shove her boobs in his face and it just. I-it makes me feel like you two enjoyed it,” you said between broken cries, frowning as Stu tightened his hold.

“You know we only love you, sweetheart. You’re our only girl. There will never be another girl in our lives. I promise you that. I am sorry we didn’t realize they were flirting,” Billy said as you frowned, looking away from him as he slowly let go of your face. “Is there something we could do to make you feel better?” Stu asked, kissing your temple.

You shook your head, feeling comforted by his kiss. “Well, how about we order some good takeout, you can choose. Then we can watch any movie you want, and afterwards, we will prove to you you’re our only girl ever,” Billy said as he kissed your cheek. “Even if I have to kiss every single inch of your body, even if we have to tell you every single little thing we love about you from your eyes to every little beauty mark on your body, even if we have to spend the entire night cuddling you until you fall asleep, we’ll make you know you’re our only girl,” he reassured, smiling softly as he saw you try and hide a shy smile.

“We better get started on ordering takeout huh, seems like our pretty girl would love to be showered in kisses and told how much we love her,” Stu said as you looked up to him, giving a small nod. “I’m sorry,” you said softly, receiving a kiss on either cheek from the two. “Don’t apologize,” “you have nothing to be sorry about,” they reassured you as you sniffled.

[targaryenluvs]

SUPERNATURAL MASTERLIST

a/n: i’m only on season one babes, i’ll add others as i discover them 😗

DEAN WINCHESTER

— hide n seek (dark)

summary: sam had placed you in a safe home when learning that dean had somehow gotten away. but dean promised you, a few games have to be played, and maybe you might just get away. silly you, a demon never keeps his word.

— all bets are off (ft sam winchester, dark themes/coming soon)

summary: after pissing off a powerful witch and ruining her gig, she finds herself a fun way to teach you three all a lesson, mostly you.

SAM WINCHESTER

— too sweet (dark themes)

summary: you were simply just trying to get through your day, he found himself enticed by your kindness and unwilling to let go.

— little old me?

summary: with the prospect of leaving you to find his father, sam finds himself running out of time to tell you just how much you mean to him. but do you feel the same? and who’ll confess first?

— cozy (blurb + ship)

summary: sam’s in need of a wake up call, to get up and to realise his love for you and yours of his.

— all bets are off (ft dean winchester, dark themes/coming soon)

summary: after pissing off a powerful witch and ruining her gig, she finds herself a fun way to teach you three all a lesson, mostly you.

CASTIEL

— coming soon <3

[bitchface24-7]

We know the Winchester Brothers Obsess over one another, it’s canon and blatant text within Supernatural.

Here’s a little blurb I came up with cause I can’t sleep and it’s 2:10 in the morning :)

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Sam loves his big brother. It’s a given. After everything they’ve been through it’d be unfathomable for them not to love each other.

But Sam can’t stand the fact Dean doesn’t seem to love him as much as Sam loves him. Sam knows Dean loves him, would do anything for him. But it seems like Dean’s avoiding him.

He’s going to bars more often and hooking up with the first girl he sees. There’s been too many times Sam had to leave their shitty motel room cause Dean wanted to get his dick wet. It’s frustrating, it’s embarrassing. The only thing that weirdly enough makes it better is the fact Dean is constantly wearing his amulet Sam gifted him all those years ago.

Those girls may be there for the moment, but Sam is Dean’s for life.

Sam thinks Dean doesn’t love him as much as he loves Dean. He’s proven wrong on one of their hunts though.

By a Siren.

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“I gave him what he needed. And it wasn’t some bitch in a g-string. It was you, his little brother.” The siren taunts as Dean holds Sam, his sharp knife digging into Sam’s throat. Sam damn near blacks out at that. A demon known to take on its victims sexual fantasies; and Dean’s is Sam?

The confrontation goes rapidly with Bobby coming in and saving their asses. Stabbing Dean in the shoulder and the demon in the back.

Sam doesn’t know what to think, he doesn’t know what to say. So he keeps quiet. The pleading look on Dean’s face help him make that choice as well.

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“What did he mean?” Sam questions out of the blue one day, months after that fateful hunt.

Dean looks over to Sam in confusion from the motels couch, “Who Sammy, Darren? The waiter from the diner? It was an innuendo that meant butt se—“ before Dean can finish his taunt, Sam cuts him off with an eye roll, “No Dean, not Darren. I know what he meant. I meant the siren from a few months ago.”

At the mention of that hunt, Dean shuts down. His expression flattens and he somehow metaphysically pulls away from Sam. Sam can’t get a read on him; and he hasn’t been able to do that since he was a baby.

“Nothin’ Sammy. It means nothing.” Dean mutters as he takes a long swig from his beer, the sports game playing on the TV now Deans main focus.

Sam scoffs at that lame ass excuse, “Bullshit. It means something and I think I have the right to know what that is.”

“The hell you do! You don’t need to know everything you fucking snoop, leave it be!” Dean’s voice raises as his jaw clenches. Sam raises an eyebrow at his brothers aggressive reaction. He’ll get Dean to crack, one way or the other.

Sam decides to taunt Dean. With an over-exaggerated flip of his hair, Sam quotes the siren, “I gave him what he needed. And it wasn’t some bitch in a g-string. It was you, his little brother.” Sam says in a fake saccharine tone. Batting his eyelashes at his older brother before getting serious.

“Dean, Siren’s take on their victims greatest sexual fantasy. Their celebrity crush, the one that got away, the server from your favourite restaurant. All that shit. But yours was… me. Why?”

Dean purses his lips and takes an even bigger sip of his bear, wetting his lips as a drop trails down his neck. Dean wipes it away when the back of his hand with a morose sigh. Sam quickly averts his eyes from that gesture.

“You just answered your own damn question Sammy.”

Sam gapes, “I’m your biggest sexual fantasy? How, why?”

Dean rolls his eyes at his brothers shock, “I don’t even know where to begin Sammy. I’ve always loved you. I’m not sure when the wires got all tangled and fucked up but it happened. I guess being the main one to take care of you really messed everything up, huh?”

Sam wants to cry a bit. It does make sense, Dean is everything to him. His mother, his father, his brother, and his best friend. All they’ve known all their lives is each other. They’re each other’s greatest weakness.

“If it’s any consolidation Dean, my siren looked like you too.” Sam quietly states as he gets up from his laptop and moves to sit next to Dean. Stealing the beer from his limp hand and taking a massive swig. Deans eyes and lips part minutely.

“You… wait— what?” Dean questions, his words barely escaping his lips. Sam just smiles and kisses his brothers cheek; as close to his mouth as he can, before shuffling around and getting comfortable. Leaning into Dean’s side he makes himself small to cuddle up to Dean. “So… who’s winning?”

Dean just huffs a laugh at the blatant change of subject, steals back his beer and continues to watch the game, “Look at the top left corner. It tells you.” Sam rolls his eyes, “You know I’m not a big sports person. I don’t know the team names from just a few letters!” The two continue to bicker, as if nothings changed.

In all honesty, it really hasn’t. Their unspoken bond has finally been brought to the light.

[movies-to-add-to-your-tbw]

Title: How to Train Your Dragon

Rating: PG

Director: Chris Sanders, Dean DeBlois

Cast: Jay Baruchel, Gerard Butler, Craig Ferguson, America Ferrera, Jonah Hill, Christopher Mintz-Plasse, T.J. Miller, Kristen Wiig, David Tennant, Ashley Jensen, Robin Atkin Downes, Philip McGrade, Kieron Elliott

Release year: 2010

Genres: adventure, fantasy

Blurb: As the son of a Viking leader on the cusp of manhood, shy Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III faces a rite of passage: he must kill a dragon to prove his warrior mettle. But after downing a feared dragon, he realises that he no longer wants to destroy it, and instead befriends the beast - which he names Toothless - much to the chagrin of his warrior father.

[heartbrake-hotel]

I need to know what "Daddy? Sorry, Da-" is TELL MEEEE

BAHAHAHA oh i LOVE that one.!! it was the one i started first after seeing the movie, and coincidentally also one ive been working on this week 🤭 thanks for asking, smitty baby !! as a prize, you get my moodboard, as well as the opening paragraph under the cut, as a teaser: 🌻

You barked out a laugh, only belatedly bringing a hand up to cover your mouth when you registered the stares of everyone else around the table, ranging from shock to shame to confusion. Funny, the recollections a sudden burst of panic could dredge up. You hadn’t thought about that moment in… well, in just about forever. In fact, you’d actively tried to repress the memory for years, so in hindsight you supposed it wasn’t all that odd. But goddamn, karma sure had a way of biting back, didn’t it?

when i first joined tumblr in my early days of fandom, many moons ago - in other words, about 2012 - you couldn't scroll for five minutes without seeing a daddy joke, sometimes a "he went from 'yes sir, i'll have her home by seven' to 'your daughter calls me daddy, too'" photoset, but more often a "daddy, pass the salt" blurb (where both the father and boyfriend reach for the shaker, leading to a quite embarrassing exposure). at the time, i had no appreciation for daddy!kink, but as dean winchester was a frequent victim of the phenomenon, i read my fair share and always enjoyed the inherent chaos 😈

i toyed with the idea of writing one for elvis, but couldn't decide whether it'd fit better with him as the bf or the father... luckily, emmy mae provided the perfect solution for my dilemma when she got an ask prompt about elvis experiencing the situation from both sides, decades apart, and "reader just laughs her ass off bc Karma." the idea cracked me up, and i immediately set about writing a longer fic about the idea.

currently, i've got a goofy, light-hearted oneshot detailing the main body of the prompt, and an absolutely filthy sort of bonus prequel dealing with elvis overhearing the reader chatting with vernon (and realizing he might like to explore using titles in the sexy bedroom way instead of just the casual "daddy-o/ lil' mama" way), both under the working title That's [Not] All Right, Mama. i wanted the main one to be able to be read as conversational instead of explicitly kinky, should you so choose- but y'all know me, i didn't want to exclude the kink, either.!!! 😏❤️‍🔥

[[link to the wip ask game in question!]]

[cowboysandpilots]

First times don't always count.

FINALLY here is the last blurb requested by @outofnowhere82 I’m so so sorry this took ages. It turns out that being a part-time uni student and working full time makes it very hard to refill your creative well. I appreciate your patience with me more than you know. <3

Warnings: Slightly steamy, maybe pg-13

Pairings: Sam/Dean

Word Count: 969

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Dean knows about Sam’s first time; Sam had wasted no time telling his brother the day after it happened. Dean hadn't even asked; it was like he couldn't stop himself from just blurting it all out. Sam wishes he had a good story to tell Dean. He wanted his brother to be impressed for some reason. But, in truth, Sam had been confused about why Dean talked it up so much. From his perspective, it was nothing special, and he told his brother as much.

“This is how I know everything you tell me is a lie,” Sam had sighed, flopping back on the creaky and dingy, probably stained bed in their motel room.Dean chuckled a little.

“What are you talking about, Sammy?”

“You always talk about sex like it’s the best thing on the planet,” Sam says, sitting up again at the end of the bed. “I know that's a lie.”

Dean raised an eyebrow from where he was leaning against the tv cabinet, stolen beer in hand. “How do you know?”

“Because I did it, and it wasn't as good as you said it would be,” Sam answers matter-of-factly.

“You did it?” Dean can’t keep the disbelief out of his voice. “When? With who?”

Sam tries not to smirk. He takes the inflection in Dean’s voice as he’s impressed that Sam has actually done something like this. “Yesterday with this girl from my class. We were supposed to work on a project together.” He explains as casually as he can.

Dean comes back with a response that Sam was not expecting. “Well, maybe you just didn't like it because you don't like girls.” His brother shrugged like it was no big deal.

Sam has to close his mouth, so it’s not hanging open. “Wha-- why would you say that?” Sam tries not to sound offended or anything like that; he doesn't have a problem with it. However, if he did like someone who didn't identify as a girl well, how could his brother know before he did?

Dean shrugs. “Some people like more than one gender, y'know?” Again, it was said with the same nonchalant attitude of someone who didn’t care, and it confuses Sam. He would never say it, but he always thought Dean would be just as homophobic as their dad had always been. 

“Do you?” Sam asks with an eyebrow raised. 

“Do I what?” 

That made Sam frown. Had his brother ever been listening to their conversation? “Do you like more than one gender?” He asked, punching the words out like he thought Dean wouldn’t understand him.

“I have.” 

“You have? What's that even supposed to mean? You don’t anymore?” If he was honest, this conversion was just confusing Sam even more.

“I do, but we’re not talking about me. We're talking about you, and you should have someone show you how good sex can actually be.” Dean says seriously.

“Oh yeah, and who’s gonna show me? You?” Sam snorts like it’s all just some big joke, like he’s waiting for Dean to suddenly fly off the handle and tell him that he’s disgusting, but when Sam doesn't hear anything like that, he actually looks up at his brother.

Dean is standing there as stone-faced as ever, staring back at sam. Not even a hint of a smile playing on his lips, and at that moment, Dean reminds Sam more of their father than he ever has. The look makes Sam want to flinch, suddenly scared that Dean might hit him. He doesn't. He doesn't move at all, just waiting for Dean to say something. Anything. When he finally does open his mouth, it’s not what Sam expects to hear. “Well… yeah. Who better to learn from than the best.” Dean smirks.

Sam was about to roll his eyes because, of course, Dean would take this opportunity to brag about his own sex life, but he couldn't ignore the way that his cock twitched in his jeans. So he just stood there, watching as Dean took step after step closer to him. Finally, it was only a few steps before they were nose to nose, and Sam could smell the beer on Dean’s breath. It smelt oddly comforting, and it was Sam who made the first move to lean in and press his lips against Dean’s.The kiss is good even with the beer breath, and Dean’s lips are surprisingly soft; Sam practically falls into the kiss. The girl’s lips had been soft too, and she tasted like strawberries, probably her lip gloss, but neither of them really knew what they were doing, and she hadn’t let Sam put his tongue in her mouth. Dean, on the other hand, was already licking at Sam’s lips, practically begging him for entrance. Sam happily granted it. His heart was beating so fast, but he wasn't nervous; he wasn't even worried about the possibility of his brother hearing it.

Sam was steadily growing taller than Dean now, with no signs of stopping, but that didn't stop Dean from picking him up with a soft grunt, and it didn't stop Sam from wrapping his legs around Dean’s waist. He has to tilt his head down to keep kissing, but he doesn’t mind, and it doesn’t last long anyway; Dean walks them over to the bed and sets Sam down, pushing up and never breaking their lips until Sam is on his back. “I could’ve shown you how to do this before you gave it away to some girl that could never make you feel as good as I can. All you had to do was ask.”

Sam has no response to that. He can only flick his eyes up and down and lick his kissed red lips while he watches his brother pull off his own shirt.

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[booksnstuff58]

Book review: Scifi

As I said in my last post, I finished two books fairly close together. This was the second one I read.

The book I'm talking about today is

Loch Ness Leap by Sandy Schofield

So, this one's a little different than the books I normally read and review. I will occasionally read scifi or dystopian, but most of the time I read romance and fantasy. I wanted to read this one because it is based off of one of my absolute favorite shows, Quantum Leap!

If you've never watched Quantum Leap, don't know what it's about, here's the intro:

“Theorizing that one could time travel within his own lifetime, Doctor Sam Beckett stepped into the Quantum Leap accelerator and vanished... He awoke to find himself trapped in the past, facing mirror images that were not his own, and driven by an unknown force to change history for the better. His only guide on this journey is Al, an observer from his own time, who appears in the form of a hologram that only Sam can see and hear. And so Doctor Beckett finds himself leaping from life to life, striving to put right what once went wrong, and hoping each time that his next leap will be the leap home…”

Oh, I love it! The original one. I refuse to watch the remake. I refuse to let them ruin it.

Anyway, I HIGHLY recommend the show, it's beautiful and so much fun, and I've rewatched it like twelve times and it never gets old! The original one. The one with Scott Bakula and Dean Stockwell, not the new mess they're making.

So because of my obsession with that gorgeous show, I found me a book. Really, if I'm remembering correctly, my sister found it at the Goodwill and handed it to me which I then obviously bought. And yes, I'm aware that's bad grammar, it's just fun to use bad grammar sometimes!

Here's the blurb:

Sam Beckett leaps into the body of Dr. Donald Harding, a theoretical physicist, who has come to Loch Ness where his son is trying to prove the existence of the fabled Nessie and where Sam encounters a strangely familiar young woman who holds the key to Sam's own future.

And here's what I think:

Ok, so first of all, I don't really care about the Loch Ness monster, so this would not have been my first choice of Quantum Leap books, but this was the one we found at the Goodwill, so this is the one I had.

It was... okay. I will admit, I was a little disappointed with it. I love Quantum Leap and have actually written a few flash fiction which I am really pleased with. I feel like the characters could have been written a little better. There were times I could hear Sam's voice in my head while I was reading, but I couldn't really hear Al saying anything he said in the book. Which made me sad.

Also, one of my favorite parts of the show is the interaction between Sam and Al, but there was very little of that in this book, which also disappointed me.

I couldn't find any triggers, other than a rocky relationship between a father and son, but I'm not sure that really qualifies. There were maybe a few mild swears, but I don't remember if there actually were any or not.

So, in short, I read it. Wasn't the biggest fan. I would rather watch the show. My recommendation would be to watch the show. Seriously. You should watch it. It's so good. I wouldn't necessarily recommend Loch Ness Leap. If I find more books based off the show, I'll let you know how they are, but based off of my experience with this one, I wouldn't expect much.

I'll be back with more book reviews soon! I think I said in my last post that I'm working on two books again, which is true. I'm not sure how I feel about them just yet, but I'll let you know!

[clotpolesonly]

For the fic authors meme! 5, 6 and 17! 👀

5) What’s a crackship you love?

i accidentally got reeeaaally invested in Stiles Stilinski/Dean Winchester a while back, if that counts 😂😂😂 wrote 25k for them lmao

6) What’s the last thing you read that made you laugh?

the Pynch fic I’m an Empathetic Drunk, Ok? by EtoileGarden, in which someone was referred to as an “evil chocolate whore” (for raiding someone’s chocolate stash) and i snorted out loud alkdjfh

17) Describe a fic that is still in the ‘ideas’ stage.

oh i have so many. SO many. i've got a google doc that is slap-ass full of little blurbs for ideas that i could write someday if i got my shit together lmao, organized by fandom and by ship/character focus. be warned that there is absolutely no guarantee that i am going to write any of them 😅 let's seeeee, picking a random recent one out of my list...... a 5+1 fic of the TRC Gangsey all realizing they're some flavor of queer just because Adam takes like a gender studies course or something in college and the Think About Things Critically ripples out. birds of a queer feather flock together, after all, even when they don't consciously realize it 😂 Adam and Blue and Gansey are all bi, Gansey is a demiboy but really repressed about it lmao, Adam questions his gender because his relationship with masculinity is so tied up with his father's aggression and comes out of it cis+, it takes Ronan FOREVER to realize that his friends aren't exaggerating their sexual attraction for the bit and maybe he's the demisexual outlier here (ps quit calling your aroallo brother a manwhore, we won't stand for this lateral violence XD) it would just be fun, this is on the short list of stuff i MIGHT ACTUALLY put on paper sometime

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send me fanfic asks!

[221btardisimpalawithloki]

hot mic au fucked up backstory that wont be relevant to the plot at all but I cant stop thinking about it

dean

john and mary got divorced when dean was 4 years old

one weekend john took dean and sam for a boys camping trip and just. never went back

mary tried her best to track them down but it was the 80s so after a few years she had to mourn and move on with the assumption they were either dead or gone forever

dean and sam grew up motel-hopping with their mostly-absent usually-drunk dad. it wasnt great

dean was able to get his GED, and he scrounged around a few years saving up to maybe go to college?

dean takes out some loans and uses up his savings to graduate with a journalism degree just in time for the economy to crash in 2008

cas saves him from true catastrophe at around this time

they bond really fast and usually try to find jobs in the same markets but it doesnt always work out. both need to be near each other but neither is willing to risk it all by coming out in a homophobic and image-obsessed industry

Dean's increased profile catches his moms attention, and they are able to reconnect before she dies

dean gets a job in his current market and decides to move in with his brother and his brother's roommate

then, the events of the fic

cas

cas was the youngest child for years

until his father got remarried! meet his new oldest child, jimmy

the novaks were an influential family in Illinois. it's a shame you lose that influence if you divorce the head of the family

cas was able to go to school and even get his phd in meteorology, but discovered his true passion lies in science communication

he meets dean and pulls him out of a bad situation, and they adhere closely enough that hes willing to take low local station pay over pursuing a long-shot deal with the discovery channel or something

during all this his family falls apart. some kid does a 23&me and reveals hes cas' nephew, while his half-niece's family falls apart

shes out of illinois and helping cas with his lease the second she can

then, the events of the fic

sam

shares a lot of the early stuff with dean, but with the added joy of having a controlling brother in addition to an absent father

gets a full ride for undergrad and makes a close group of friends

has a really bad experience with his friend kelly's asshole boyfriend

his girlfriend dies also during this time

he gets into law school where he develops a stimulant habit

he has a practice and hes gotten his use under control when kelly dies so he takes in her son

he is a lot more normal about getting back in contact with their mom than dean is

his love life is too complex to fathom. polyamorous dyke drama out the wazoo

his brother signs a 2-year contract with the local news station so they move back in together and things seem to be going okay

the events of the fic

writing Sam's bit I just realized this reads like the miku binder blurb

[thefvrious]

affiliated with @chmerical @horrour @snaptwice

full name: querida monique diaz nicknames: n/a birthday: february 21 age: 23 gender/pronouns: cis-female, she/her hometown: bridgewater, massachusetts sign: pisces religion: catholic orientation: pansexual occupation: investigative paranormal vlogger/ghost hunter in training family:  luis diaz (father), brittany marshall-diaz (mother), , brisa diaz (sister) +: spiritual, intuitive, generous, compassionate -: naive, oblivious, gullible, anxious blurb: born and raised in massachusetts, it seems only appropriate that querida has always been drawn to the supernatural. her father is a huge believer in ghosts and spirits and regaled her with many a tale that she has repeated oft over the years and considers as true as the bible or even the latest peer-reviewed study. she met tierney gallagher high school and the duo hit it off, like yin and yang about so many things yet so, so similar in all the best ways. together they got into 'ghosthunting', particularly curious about the paranormal instances in their hometown, and started a little radio show. it took off and now they vlog. over time, urban chasers grew and they brought in dean and mia, both of whom querida loves dearly, though she sometimes loses her withs with dean who is far too skeptical for her liking. she turns to mia in times of distress, particularly concerning tierney and dean's lack of care concerning their subjects of interest. querida thinks they have absolute, irrefutable proof of the paranormal, but who's going to listen to her? out of her friend group/crew, she's the most insistent on respect for entities/beings they may encounter.

[anakwardasexual]

Destiel blurb that sits in my google doc

This idea is from @bussydeanstiel. I thought it was funny so I wrote it. 

Prompt: “Version of spn where Dean is openly bisexual the entire time and definitely fucks a priest during a job and Sam does his judgmental little, ‘dude’ and Dean is like, ‘I already went to hell once man, what’s the worst that could happen?’ and every time there’s a new bad guy or apocalypse, Sam is like, ‘this is because you fucked a priest’ and eventually he says it in front of Cas who does his little squint and head tilt and just, ‘You what??” 

Cw: Sexual implications but no actual sex.

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Something from inside of the church crashes, causing Sam to jump up from his seat in alarm. He opens the door slightly and takes a peek inside. 

“Dean?” He whisper-shouts, getting absolutely no response from his older brother. “Dean?” He tries once more, raising his voice a bit and stepping into the church fully. “Are you okay in there?” There comes a crash again from the front of the church where the confession booths are, followed by his brother’s voice. 

“Sammy?” Dean calls out “That you?”

“Yeah, it’s me.” Sam starts following his brother’s voice to the confession booths. “Are you alright? Are you fighting someone in there or something?”

There’s a long pause of silence before Dean lets out a sound that sounds somewhere between a mix of a low groan and a moan. “Y-Yeah Sammy, I’m fine.”

Sam raises an eyebrow at that, reaching the confession booths and knocking on the one that Dean appears to be in. “Are you sure about that?”

“Very. N-Now...can you give us, I mean, me, a second?”

“Us? Who the hell-” Sam opens the door and sees his brother pressed up against the wall by the priest. “Oh.”

The priest pulls away from Dean, his face bright red. He clears his throat. “Well, Mr. Winchester, it was very...very nice to meet you.” He hands Dean his shirt back. “If I can be of any more assistance in your investigation, please do not hesitate to let me know.”

Dean smiles down at the priest, pulling his shirt over his head. “Oh, trust me, I will not hesitate to let you know if I need assistance.” He winks “Believe you that.”

The priest’s face flushes a deeper shade of red as a small smile pulls at the corner of his lips. “Good...good.”

If God exists, he hates me in particular, I’m sure of it. Sam thinks to himself as his eyes glance between the two in front of him. 

Samuel clears his throat, catching the attention of his brother and the priest. “Well, thank you so much for your help father, and as my partner here said, we will reach out to you if we have any other questions.” He pulls his brother away from the priest, exiting the church. 

“Dude.” Sam says as they cross the street to the Impala. 

“What?”

“Really?”

“What??”

“What do you mean what? You just had sex with a priest, Dean. Also, ‘Mr. Winchester’? Since when were you giving out your actual last name to randos?”

Dean shrugs, opening the driver’s side door to his car. “Hey, I already went to hell once man, what’s the worst that can happen?”

“You’re awful.” Sam flips through the notes from the priest as Dean starts the car. “How the hell did the two of you end up in the confession booth anyway?”

“Well, I went in there to get some more information out of him like I said I would. He and I started talking and somewhere along the lines, I jokingly said ‘forgive me father, for I have sinned.’ One thing led to another, and we ended up in the confession booth.”

Sam shudders and squeezes his eyes shut. “Yuck, you’re going back to hell Dean.”

“Why? Because I fucked another man?”

“No, because you fucked a priest.”

Dean shrugs again, smiling. “Eh, whatever. Like I said, what’s the worst that can happen?”

                                              ~~~~

This was probably the worst thing to happen to the Winchesters in a long, long time. I mean, shit like this happened all of the time, but this...this took the cake. 

Chuck was God and big fucking surprise; he was definitely not on their side. 

“Do you think the doors are barricaded enough? Do you think it’ll keep him out?” Sam asks, turning to Dean, Cas and Jack, the tub of paint he was using to paint the sigils in hand. 

Cas breaths deeply. “I’m not entirely sure. The sigils should be enough to keep angels out if he decides to get them on board, but Chuck is God, they may not be strong enough to keep him out.”

Sam sighs, setting the paint down and turning to his brother, silently staring at him for a few moments. 

“What?” Dean asks. 

“You know why all of this is happening?”

“Enlighten me.”

“This is because you fucked a priest that one time.”

Castiel turns toward Dean, his eyebrows narrowing, his head tilting to the side. “You what??” 

Dean turns to his brother, annoyed. “Thanks for that.”

Sam lets out a little hum, a smile pulling at his lips. “Anytime. C’mon Jack, let’s go make sure the basement is warded properly.”

Jack nods eagerly, following Sam out of the room, clearly eager to get away from the conversation two of the three of his parental figures are bound to have. 

“Dean?”

Dean turns back toward the angel, letting out a sigh. “It was a long time ago Cas...nothing to worry about.”

The angel lets out a “hm” and turns away from the hunter, looking around at the sigils painted on the walls. 

Dean walks over to him, wrapping his arms around Cas’ waist and pressing a kiss to his temple. “Cas, sweetheart, I promise that this was years ago, before we knew each other well. I’m here, I’m yours, you have me.”

“You swear?”

“I swear.”

“Hm...good.” Cas presses a kiss to Dean’s mouth, pulling away from their embrace. “We should go help Jack and Sam with the sigils. C’mon.”

“Right behind you, sunshine.”

Word Count: 917

A//N: This was sitting in my doc for a while so I decided to put it here

[ash-and-books]

Rating: 2/5

Book Blurb: Fans of One of Us Is Lying and The Hazel Wood are cordially invited to spend one fateful night surviving an elite private school’s epic masquerade ball in Jen Wilde’s debut thriller, This Is the Way the World Ends.

As an autistic scholarship student at the prestigious Webber Academy in New York City, Waverly is used to masking to fit in—in more ways than one. While her classmates are the children of the one percent, Waverly is getting by on tutoring gigs and the generosity of the school’s charming and enigmatic dean. So when her tutoring student and resident “it girl” asks Waverly to attend the school’s annual fundraising Masquerade disguised as her, Waverly jumps at the chance—especially once she finds out that Ash, the dean’s daughter and her secret ex-girlfriend, will be there.

The Masquerade is everything Waverly dreamed of, complete with extravagant gowns, wealthy parents writing checks, and flowing champagne. Most importantly, there’s Ash. All Waverly wants to do is shed her mask and be with her, but the evening takes a sinister turn when Waverly stumbles into a secret meeting between the dean and the school’s top donors—and witnesses a brutal murder. This gala is harboring far more malevolent plots than just opening parents’ pocketbooks. Before she can escape or contact the authorities, a mysterious global blackout puts the entire party on lockdown. Waverly’s fairy tale has turned into a nightmare, and she, Ash, and her friends must navigate through a dizzying maze of freight elevators, secret passageways, and back rooms if they’re going to survive the night.

And even if they manage to escape the Masquerade, with technology wiped out all over the planet, what kind of world will they find waiting for them beyond the doors?

Review:

What was supposed to be a fun party in which autistic scholarship studnet Waverly pretends to be a rich popular student she’s tutoring to finally face her ex who is back in town spirals when she discovers a secret society preparing for the end of the world. Waverly goes to the prestigious Webber Academt in New York. She’s used to being seen as less then and poor by her wealthy peers, she spends her days tutoring students and just getting by with the help of the school’s charming and enigmatic dean... who just happens to be the father of the girl Waverly is in love with... Ash, who just ghosted her and left. Yet Waverly also tutors the resident “it girl” Caroline who asks Waverly to attend the school’s annual fundraising Masquerade disguised as her which also gives her the opportunity to come face to face with Ash again who she heard is back in town. Yet Waverly’s fairytale is about to turn into a nightmare as Waverly accidentally witnesses a murder and she and her friends find themselves stuck in a maze... can they survive the night... and the fact that they just realized that the world is ending and they’re trapped with a secret group of people who will do anything to secure only the “worthy” to survive. Can Waverly finally face her ex and find out what went wrong and can she and her friends survive the night? This was definitely an unexpected and strange one to read, I didn’t realize how dystopian it was going to be and the story itself was a fast one to read but it just felt a bit strange. I think this is one of the cases where “its me and not you” as I just didn’t really find myself getting interested in the story or the dystopian aspect of it. I think if you are into YA Dystopian with teen drama this is for you.

*Thanks Netgalley and St. Martin's Press, Wednesday Books for sending me an arc in exchange for an honest review*

[cathygeha]

REVIEW

Not My Kind of Hero by Pippa Grant

Starting over is never easy to do but when you have nothing left where you have lived most of your life, have raised your daughter, and the climate is no longer friendly…having a dude ranch inherited from an uncle might seem almost a safe haven to head to with your teenage daughter…maybe…?

What I liked:

* Maisey: recently divorce, mother of sixteen-year-old Juniper, has secrets, more skilled than the part she played in a handyman program she was on for six years with her ex, wants to be the best mother ever to her daughter, also seeking her own best self, not in the market for a relationship no matter how much she might be attracted to Flint

* Flint: math teacher, soccer coach, has commitment issues, had a rough childhood, good friend, giving, caring, kind, rule keeper, very attracted to Maisey, wants what is best for Juniper and her daughter

* Juniper-June-Junie: sixteen, has two years of high school left, loves soccer, wishes her father cared more than he does, wise, doing her best, misses much and not a lot of where she lived before, a good person, has a bright future

* Earl: a bear that pops up from time to time

* Gingersnap: a cow that had history with the town and belonged to Uncle Tony * Uncle Tony: black sheep of his family, a safe harbor for Maisey as a teenager, thought of Maisey and her possible future needs even though they did not see one another often, that his presence was felt even though he was never actually seen in the book

* The slow-burn and strong chemistry and almost soul-connection between Maisey and Flint

* Opal, Charlotte and others in the town who make Junie and Maisey feel at home

* Kory: Flint’s best friend, sounding board, and good person

* The plot, pacing, setting, and writing

* That I Flint and Maisey both wanted what was best for Juniper…though they also wanted to have something for themselves, too

What I didn’t like:

* Who and what I was meant not to…mostly the ex-husband, Dean

Did I enjoy this book? Yes

Would I read more by this author? Yes

Thank you to NetGalley and Montlake for the ARC – This is my honest review.

5 Stars

BLURB

From USA Today bestselling author Pippa Grant comes a rollicking romantic comedy about a single mom and a grumpy math teacher tackling their differences on a Wyoming ranch. I knew fixing up my life with a fresh start on the hobby ranch I inherited in Hell’s Bells, Wyoming, would come with challenges. Things like snow. Wildlife. Local gossip about why my daughter and I are here. But the biggest challenge? My surly new tenant. He’s like a bear. Fascinating from a distance, but don’t get too close, or he’ll bite. His personality should be a good thing. I have no need of a new man in my life. But he’s not only my tenant; he’s also my daughter’s math teacher and soccer coach. I keep running into him. He keeps thinking I need to be saved. Maybe I do, but here’s what I don’t expect: he’s a fixer-upper in need of saving too. And I might be the only woman for the job. Hell’s Bells, help me.

[fathertaurus]

Carry On Wayward- Dean Winchester Father Imagine

Warnings: Angst, tears, idk it’s sad yall

Pairing: Dad!Dean Winchester x Daughter!Reader

"Dean?" The light from the hallway shown through into his room, only a crack, but enough to illuminate the figure standing in his doorway.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he squinted harshly before recognizing who was there. It was his 7 year old daughter, Y/N .

She stood there, little balled up fist raised to her eye as she rubbed it absentmindedly. Clothed in nothing but one of Dean's old t-shirts and some shorts she tightened her grip on the teddy bear given to her by Bobby.

Just by looking at her though, Dean knew something was wrong, especially with the time of night it was.

"What's wrong kiddo?" He question, throat dry as he forced himself up on his pillow. Y/N stepped closer into his room but seemed hesitant.

"I had a bad dream...c-can I come sleep with you?" Dean was now more awake than before, his new parental instincts kicking in the quieter she became.

He moved until his back was set up against the bed frame, reaching over to switch the lamp on beside his bed. They both simultaneously flinched at the bright light, Y/N sheltering her sensitive eyes with her tiny hands and Dean just seeming to squint harder.

He looked back at her, now that he could fully see her, to notice the stray tears drying on her face, her nose sniffling here and there every few seconds.

"Oh-h, yeah of course. C'mere." He opened his overly large arms awkwardly, again, still new to this whole parental thing.

But Y/N didn't seem as hesitant before, this time instead quickly making her way to his side.

She climbed over his legs with her free hand and moved until she was at his side, tucking herself right underneath his arm.

Dean cleared his throat before smiling down at her softly, noticing her doe eyes becoming heavier. Suddenly her mouth opened up but only to reveal a short-lived yawn.

Dean slowly slouched his body back down, moving so that he was laying flat on his back and she was still tucked into his side, arm wrapped tightly around her.

"Aren't you gonna turn the light off?" To say that Dean was shocked was an understatement. The seven year old who was just complaining about a nightmare with tears in her eyes and a quivering lip was asking to turn the light off? Wasn't strange at all.

"Uhm..are you sure? We can leave it on if you want."

"No." she began, finger rubbing over the teddy bear's button nose. But her attention moved away from it quickly, eyes darting up to hold Dean's stare, "I know you'll protect me from the monster."

His heart seemed to stop for minute, too filled up with this strange warm feeling that made his chest ache, but in the good way. It was strange though in a sense, being so captivated by a child's eyes.

But she was slowly beginning to mean everything to Dean, whether he recognized it or not.

"Wait," he mumbled catching her words, "Is that what you had a nightmare about? Monsters?" Dean was genuinely curious. He assumed that if he had a better idea of what she was so afraid of he could come up with a good goofy story on how to defeat them to make her feel better.

But by the way her body tensed up and the grip on her bear tightened he began to believe a funny story wasn't the cure to this fear.

"I-I don't want to tell you about it." She stumbled, voice now shaky and face turning red. Dean instantly took that at his stop sign.

"Okay okay that's fine. Why don't we just sleep then." He hastily offered, not wanting to trigger something neither of them could handle.

It went to silence after he said that, seeing that she had closed her eyes and seemed to be instantly falling asleep. So Dean nodded to himself and shut his eyes as well, feeling the tiredness from before begin to arise once more.

"Can you sing to me?" Her voice echoed off the walls and nearly scared Dean half to death, eyes shooting back open to look down at her.

"W-What?" He spoke trying to catch his breath as he gawked at the little child. She snuggled deeper into his side and he knew she was trying to convince him with her "angelic looks" or at least that's what Bobby called them.

"Sing a song?" She shortened the question this time, obviously just trying to get to the point.

Dean stared at her with a raised brow and nearly slacked jaw, shocked at how good she was with bribing. And the longer he stared, the more he knew he was going to have to sing some song to her.

Clearing his throat best as possible he let out a pitiful sigh before taking a breath.

"Once I rose above the noise and confusion

Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion

I was soaring ever higher

But I flew too high," Dean went to clear his throat of the raspiness but it seemed as though Y/N didn't seem to mind, her eyes now shut once more.

"Though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man

Though my mind could think, I was still a mad man

I hear the voices when I'm dreaming

I can hear them say," Realizing that Y/N’s breath had now slowed Dean took note in lower his vocals.

"Carry on my wayward son

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest..." for some reason Dean caught himself, his voice stopping.

He didn't understand it at all. Why there was this feeling stirring behind his eyes. Why he pulled her closer and made sure there was enough blanket to cover her body. Why this child who irrupted from no where had made such an impact on who Dean was.

Never did Dean think he was going to be a father. Sure maybe on a rare occasion he thought about it, but with the way he was raised and with the life he lived he just didn’t see it as a logical thing to do.

But now here he was, singing Kansas to his 7 year old daughter to help cure her of her nightmares. Who would've thought?

"Don't you cry no more." And with that he finished, knowing there was no need to continue because she was clearly asleep.

He didn't think twice about kissing her forehead or switching off the lamp. After doing both things he just moved further down on the bed so both he and Y/N could rest more comfortably.

Dean never believed in angels or god, because that would mean hope would exist, that good really existed, and neither of each things had Dean really experienced or come to know. But as time went on and the supernatural proved him wrong he began to accept it.

But now, as he laid here with his child in his arms all of that cheesily began to make sense. She had become his new beacon and he wasn't going to let her go.

A scream echoed from down the hallway instantly shocking Dean awake. It was a blood-curdling cry in the dark, one that, if he hadn’t recognized the person it belonged to, would have resembled something from a horror film.

The blankets flew to the side and Dean was barreling out of his room and into the bunker hallway.

Tripping over himself he swiped at his face, rubbing the remnants of sleep away as he hastily made his way to the bedroom in which the screaming was occurring from.

Just as he rounded the corner to the door he knocked shoulders with another body. Grunting as he stumbled back he glanced up to see his younger brother, the same look of sleep ridden panic on his face.

“I-I tried calming her down but–”

“I know Sammy just let me through.”

His younger brother stared at him apologetically, feeling somewhat guilty though no one was at fault here. But he abided Dean’s words moving from the doorway out into the hallway to allow room.

Dean barged in without a so much of a second glance, dashing through the dim lighting until he was at her side.

She was wailing like an animal, hands clawing at her skin as she sobbed into the bed sheets. Her whole body was covered in a sweat, skin burning at the touch. She trembled viciously in her fetal position seeming oblivious to Dean’s presence.

Groans and moans emitted between the yelling causing Dean to flinch. If there was one thing Dean hated the most in this world it was seeing her in pain and knowing there wasn’t much he could do to ease it.

But learning a trick or two from the past couple months of this torchere Dean sat beside her on the bed.

Unexpectedly he picked her up from the mess of damp sheets into his arms, resting her body against his chest and in his lap.

He cooed to her as best as possible, mumbling “it’s okay”’s and “I’ve got you I’ve got you,” to try and tame the pitiful beast she had become.

Dean sighed shakily, tightening his grip on her inflamed body. His eyes moved around the room as he thought to himself until his memory hit him like a brick wall.

“O-Once I rose above the noise and confusion

Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion

….I was soaring ever higher

But I flew too high,” To say Dean’s voice was quaking was an understatement, the lyrics were practically rattling in his chest. But surprisingly the words seemed to hovering over Y/N’s frail body and hold her. It seemed like it was helping to shut out the noise and the fear.

“Though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man

Though my mind could think, I was still a mad man

I hear the voices when I’m dreaming

I can hear them say,” Dean struggled to ignore the crack in his tone as he sang. But the longer he stared at her the worse he felt. Like he was losing at this job of being a decent parent and it was breaking him on the inside.

He couldn’t ignore it, he couldn’t ignore the tears that pooled in his eyes. She was so..ruined. The girl who was once so pure years ago was now just an absent memory. She had transformed into this: A broken child.

And all Dean could think about was how it must’ve been his fault.

This whole family was cursed, how could it not have been his wrong-doing?

“Carry on my wayward son

There’ll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest…” He choked mid-lyric.

Her eyes were shut now and the shaking had calmed down enough to keep her from tumbling out of his grasp but it didn’t ease Dean’s conscious. Then again nothing could, not when he saw his own flesh and blood in this way. No…there were no words, no actions that could make him feel better.

But he put his feelings aside because he didn’t have time to worry about himself, not when his daughter was in these conditions.

“Don’t you cry no more.”

Tears spilled, chest ached, and the fault burned.

A sob escaped his lips as he clutched her near lifeless body to his chest, sucking in a deep breath against the crown of her head.

“P-Please…don’t you cry no more.”

A/N: hope you enjoyed this angsty blurb!! I found it in my notes and decided I might as well post it. Send in requests!

[lost-between-letters]

Another month is over and there is another list of lovely fics for you guys! I have read, so much good stuff in July and I'm so excited to share!

Let's give these authors some love, alright?

The fics are sorted by fandom and character. Warnings are added as they are provided.

Happy reading!

navigation | reading masterlist coming soon

Supernatural

Castiel

Get Some by @gone-to-fight-the-fairies

Pairing: Castiel X Reader

Summary: Castiel mistakes (somewhat) meaningful advice from Dean as an errand.

Warnings: none provided

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Crowley

Grandmother by @assbutt-isa-compliment-from-him

Pairing: Crowley x Reader

Summary: Crowley introduces his mother to his family. 

Warnings: none provided

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Dean Winchester

Emergency Daddy Style by @holylulusworld

Pairing: Dean Winchester X fem!Reader

Summary: Dean lost something important.

Warnings: angst, scared Dean, a hint of crack!fic, fluff, daddy!Dean

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Unexpected Surprise by @muffinbeliever

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary:The reader is terrified of thunderstorms and finds herself stuck home alone.

Warnings: none ! mention of a knife but do you need a warning for that, dean is really just a thoughtful son of a bitch and i need someone like him in my life 

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In My Time Of Need by @muffinbeliever

Pairing: Dean Winchester X Reader

Summary: After another encounter with her abusive father, the reader has finally had enough.

Warnings: mentions of abuse and trauma, abusive relationship

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Vampires In New York by @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes

Pairing: Dean Winchester X Reader

Summary: “This isn’t your fault okay? I promise." With Dean X reader?

Warning: violence. gun fire. Vampires. Machetes. A touch of fluff and squint to see smut. 😉

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Dating Dean Winchester Would Include... by @graceloveswolves

Pairing: Dean Winchester X Reader

Summary: dating Dean

Warnings: none provided

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Front Seat by @watermelonlipstick

Pairing: Dean Winchester X Reader

Summary: Falling asleep in the front seat of the Impala as Dean drives.

Warnings: swearing, innuendo, annoying fluff

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Have You Seen My Flannel? by @hellhound-whisperer

Pairing: Dean Winchester X Reader

Prompt/Summary: | “Have you seen my flannel?” “Noo…” “You’re wearing it, aren’t you?” (Original prompt was hoodie, but this is for Supernatural, so I think this was a natural little change)

Warnings: mention of injury, alcohol, mostly just fluffy

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Poly Sam X Reader X Dean

Blood in Heaven And Hell pt 1 | pt 2 by @fanfic-reblog-writes

Pairings: later to be established

Summary: What do you do when your siblings want to destroy Heaven? Try to stop them and hopefully not have to kill them in the process.

Warnings: Cursing. Flirting. Fluff. Mentions of previous smut and innuendos. 18+.

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Sam Winchester

Super Daddy @writerqueenfanfic

Pairing: Sam Winchester X Reader

Summary: Your kid shouldn't be telling everyone at school you and Sam are hunters.

Warnings: none provided

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Dating Would Include... @trexrambling

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Summary: dating Sam

Warnings: none provided

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Unnamed blurb by @welcome-to-writers-haven

Pairing: Sam Winchester X Reader

Summary: 'You can barely keep your eyes open.. When was the last time you slept?'

Warnings: none provided

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Unnamed blurb by @ohwowimlonley

Pairing: Sam Winchester X Reader

Summary: Sam fluff

Warnings: none provided

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Jensen Ackles

Imagine... Having A Rough Night by @luci-in-trenchcoats

Pairing: Jensen x reader

Summary: The reader is having a rough night when Jensen decides to stop over…

Warnings: language, angst

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Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Unnamed blurb by @n0agranger

Pairing: Eddie Munson X reader (gender neutral)

Summary: painting each other’s nails with eddie munson!

Warnings: none !!

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Needy by @natti-ice

Pairing: Eddie Munson X fem!Reader

Summary: Eddie can’t sleep without seeing his girlfriend again

Warnings: slight swearing, mentions of drug usage

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Love, xx by @1tsedi

Pairing: Eddie Munson X Reader

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: 𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗘𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝗠𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗼𝗻’𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀, 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗶𝗳 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀.

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗡𝗼𝗻𝗲

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Love, Y/N by @1tsedi

Pairing: Eddie Munson X Reader

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: 𝗘𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗼’𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀.

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗡𝗼𝗻𝗲

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Unnamed blurb by @iliaclwrites

Pairing: Eddie Munson X Reader

Summary/Request: can you do something like eddie has to host hellfire but he can’t because it’s summer and his uncle is home sick or something? so eddie begs the reader if he can host it at her house since they’re neighbours or something? and the hellfire club finally gets to meet the girl eddie has a huge crush on. maybe with a fluffy ending, idk anything you want, it’s just a very specific scenario i like to think about a lot 😭

Warnings: none provided

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Jonathan Byers

Flight Anxiety by @proudharrington

Pairing: Jonathan Byers X Reader

Summary: Jonathan's does everything he can to help Y/N through their flight anxiety

Warnings: flying, mentions of anxiety, fluffy Jonathan. set in '85 for contextual purposes

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Jonathan Byers As A Dad by @natti-ice

Pairing: Jonathan Byers X fem!Reader

Summary: Jonathan as dad

Warnings: none just fluff!

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Wish by @proudharrington

Pairing: Jonathan Byers X fem!Reader

Summary: in which nobody remembers your birthday, except Jonathan who comes in clutch to salvage the day.

warnings: bestfriend!jonathan, comfort, lots of fluff, mutual pining, first kiss

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Unnamed blurb by collecting-stories

Pairing: Jonathan Byers X Reader

Summary: fluff with a black eye

Warnings: none provided

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Steve Harrington

Steve Harrington As A Dad by @natti-ice

Pairing: Steve Harrington X fem!Reader

Summary: Steve as dad Headcanons

Warnings: None just fluff!

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Unnamed blurb by @strawberrysodaslut

Pairing: Steve Harrington X Reader

Summary: Steve with a knife to his throat, then comfort

Warnings: spoilers s4

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Promises by @atropoxy

Pairing: Steve Harrington X Reader

Summary/Request: Hi lover, can you write a Steve fic where you’re like Billy’s twin and at first Steve just asks u on a date to spite Billy but then he starts to really like u so you guys date in secret

Warnings: reader and billy dont have the best sibling relationship, cussing

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Unnamed blurb by @luveline

Pairing: Steve Harrington X Shy!Reader

Summary/Request: Shy reader and Steve and reader is needy and wants affection but she doesn’t want to tell Steve. Idk if that makes sense but it would be full of tooth rotting fluff. I love you and you work bby💗

Warnings: none provided