#fem!dean
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kisris · 1 month ago
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limbel · 5 months ago
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no thoughts head empty. only femdean :-)
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hellhoundsprey · 4 months ago
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happy ww! what is your fem!sam boob headcanon?
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drunkcherrypie · 1 month ago
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Not arguing with the girl who has a gun.
Whatever you say, beautiful ❤️
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Save me fem!Dean Winchester. Fem!Dean Winchester save me
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dogearedheart · 6 months ago
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any pictures of dean/jensen that you particularly consider to be fem dean? or leaning towards fem dean?
yes!
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gracefreakdean · 4 months ago
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her (cowgirl dean)
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nightingale2004 · 3 months ago
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Spn genderbent: Team free will version.
Deanna "Dean" Winchester
Faceclaim: Scarlett Johansson
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Samantha "Sammy/Sam" Winchesters
Faceclaim: Gal Gadot
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Castiel "Cas/Cassy" Jenny Novak
Faceclaim: Katie Mcgrath
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Roberta "Bobbie" Singer
Faceclaim: Kathy Bates
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Crowley, aka Fiona MacLeod
Faceclaim: Helena Bonham Carter
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(Your welcome)
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kisris · 2 months ago
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some messy sketches before work I'm trying to figure out how Kita works (damn this program three times in a row)
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jackd8059 · 7 months ago
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Still not super enthusiastic about gender switch, but fem!Sam needed fam!Dean, so.
P.S. I have no idea why Al got her a horse. Probably it was also a "gender" switch for the Impala.
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hellhoundsprey · 10 months ago
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initiation
(the natural progression of last week's ww)
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setyourfireonme · 3 months ago
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four fem!wincest fic recs (always-a-girl!sam/always-a-girl!dean) for the AU prompt @spnficrecfest
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they'll name a city after us by paxlux (1.7k, T)
It's a blue day, smeared wide just for them, the sky overhead, the shimmer on the road and the wind at their backs.
record skip by las (1.2k, M)
Missing scenes from 'Mystery Spot'. "Love is the least of your problems."
trent reznor, and other things sam has rubbed one to by adastreia (2.7k, E)
It’s good, but good feels like a word ill-applied in this situation. Good is how it feels when Sam gets straight A’s, good is how it feels when Deanna compliments Sam’s aim during shooting practice. This – this is – well, Sam understands why Deanna made such a big deal out of it.
be free from your passion and pride by karaokeburial (3.2k, E)
The month of July always fills the house with a miserable sticky heat that puts everyone in the Winchester household on edge. John can escape it easily enough with a trip to town, thank the Lord. His daughters, left to their own devices in the empty house, find their own way to let off some steam.
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endverse-cas-my-beloved · 7 months ago
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I personally don't think that whenever there's the "they get with a curse and suddenly they're in the body of another gender" should really ever change the person's attraction, because I think that implies that sexuality is connected to your biology, and that's a load of crap.
That being said, I think that if you put Dean Winchester in the body of a female Dean would absolutely believe this means he's allowed to be attracted to guys now. Like in his mind, he's still straight, because he's female now, and that means he's supposed to be attracted to guys.
Anyways I just think it would be incredibly funny if he were to turn into a girl and suddenly be on Cas and you could not pull him away. Like he wants that dick so bad (he's always wanted his dick) and he's gotta have it before he turns back because when he turns back he won't want it anymore (he's literally just in denial).
Like Cas is over here rushing to fix Dean back the way he should be because he's so worried Dean is gonna go through one of his impending freak-outs because Cas is aware of how strongly Dean feels about his gender and Dean is just nodding along in the way he usually does when he's absolutely not listening to Cas going, "uh huh, yep, so what I'm hearing is your dick, my mouth now".
He genuinely doesn't freak out about being in this body until Cas eventually (he was stopped at least 7 times by Dean's need to have Cas's dick somewhere in him) finds the cure, and then freaks out because he doesn't want to lose Cas and he's genuinely convinced his sexuality is gonna change back with his body.
Cue Cas actually finally realizing what's going on in Dean's head (he was just so happy Dean finally kissed him and he already doesn't understand anything that goes through that man's head so he just assumed he finally did something right) and he just stops Dean's overthinking and catapults him through the seven stages of bi denial with, "Dean if you switch back I promise you I will have your dick down my throat in five minutes".
Dean has that flash through his eyes and can see Cas on his knees already so clearly that he just goes stupid and is all, "yeah, yep, absolutely let's do that."
They're dating from that point on.
It isn't until 3 months in that Dean actually figured out he's bi though, and he only does because Sam remarks on how much happier he is with Cas now and Dean's all, "Yep, I can't even be upset that curse changed my sexuality. If I'd never been hit by it I wouldn't have ever been able to get with Cas." and Sam goes through the seven stages of "my brother is an idiot" and informs Dean that your sexuality isn't tied to your body.
Dean laughs Sam off because he clearly doesn't know how these things work and it's only after he tells his story to Cas later that day laughing as he's getting changed for bed and Cas doesn't laugh and instead tells Dean that Sam is right that Dean accepts it, but instead of having a normal reaction it's just, "You mean I was allowed to suck your dick this entire time?!"
Cas stares at him going through the seven stages of grief because of his boyfriend keeping them from being together because of stupid, heteronormative thinking finally just sighs, grabs Dean behind the neck as he's just about to put his shirt on, pulls him forward and in the most tired voice he has, that somehow is still totally working for Dean, just goes, "Get on your knees right now."
And Dean shuts up in more than one way immediately.
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fatallyaddictedtofiction · 5 months ago
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Butchfem chubby HoH Dean Winchester
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The reference I used didn't have a name on it so I'll put it down at the bottom for crediting
I LOVE HER. She is dear to my heart <3
this is the reference i used (if anyone knows who it's by please tell me so i can credit them!!!)
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New fic is live! Just a short, quick, Dean/John write-up. Fem!Dean, Deanna, afab!
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"John clasps his free hand over her mouth, face only inches from Deanna's, breath hot on her cool skin. "Shh, baby girl. Don't wake your brother." He whispers huskily, just before pressing tender kisses into her shoulder."
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ididit-allofit-foryou · 9 months ago
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so. i went through a bit of a. phase. at the end of 2020. i'm gonna share the aftermath of that with yall lol
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wallissa · 1 month ago
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Bear with me for just a moment while I’m listening to Pawn Shop Blues and let’s think about the first time Deanna is truly alone. And you’d think she’s used to the pain of John dropping off the radar by now. That childhood pain, the sucking void of waking up from a nightmare with nobody in the other bed to comfort you. But if that feeling ever got more bearable in the past decades, it’s overlapping with the fact that Sam left. One at a time might’ve been bearable, but she has no mechanism to deal with that double loss. Helpless to stop Sam from leaving, too useless to be brought along by John, she’s truly, entirely alone.
And she gets it! She’s brought up to be left behind by John. That’s not new at this point (even though a weaker, more desperate person would ask why? Why now? Can’t I please come along just once? What am I supposed to do now that there’s nobody left to take care of?) And of course she gets it with Sam, too. It’s nice to love and be loved, but it’s better to know all you can know. Who is she to stop either of them, really? Those decisions happened somewhere far above her head, somewhere far removed from her.
I think the worst part of it is that she’d maintain her usability. She spends her days training, cleaning her weapons, reading, waiting. A constant inbetween state where she keeps the knife sharp in anticipation of someone coming by to use it.
And of course she can’t leave the town John left her in, no matter that she has the car. Because what if he comes back and she’s gone? And she can’t take a job, because what if he calls and she has to drop everything? What if someone needs her and she can’t be there in time because she was too wrapped up in herself? So she trains and reads and cleans and waits and barely sleeps, which is fine, she can’t anyways, and barely eats, which is fine, she’s not hungry, and pays for the motel room and trains and reads and cleans and waits. And she tries, she tries, but she still has to eat. She should be using the money on the room (she needs to stay in case John comes back) and to keep Baby’s tank filled (in case she has to leave), but she has to eat, unfortunately, and she can’t work, because she has to make sure she’s ready and worthy of being used. So she scoops out what’s left of her, the pieces that aren’t part of the weapon. The Deanna-stuff, useless and left behind. A bracelet some ex gave her at some point. Earrings she got from John a thousand birthdays ago. And she’s standing in the pawn shop, tears between her top lashes, a white knuckled grip around the amulet around her neck, and watches as those golden flowers are counted up against a very small stack of bills.
There’s a glance at the amulet, out of the corner of the eye. “I can’t give you much for that old thing.” — “No, thanks. That’s not for sale.”
Well, I didn’t know it’d come to this
But that’s what happens when you’re on your own
And you’re alright with letting nice things go
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