#hunters spn

[novastaree]

things about the hunting life no one probably thinks about because of how sam and dean hunt

all hunters are different, one hunter might dress up in disguises for hunts whilst another has trained their dogs to sniff out the supernatural

a lot of supernatural creatures were probably once hunters or were close to that life, easy for a werewolf or vampire to turn them

it's never really hunt after hunt after hunt. Hunters probably need at least a weeks rest to get better from how they were mangled by a monster or how much gory they saw this time around. And even if the hunter made it out unscathed it takes a while to find something that is even possibly a hunt

some hunters hold normal jobs and semi normal lives, they only hunt locally or in their and the surrounding states. they are most likely to know about local folk lore than overall stories and legends

since most hunters didn't just decide to hunt the supernatural one day, so a lot are vengeful and blinded by rage or grief that they dont last long in the scene

places like the roadhouse or people like Bobby knowing or being a pitstop for a lot of hunters means there is probably a system a lot of hunters use to find hunts and share advice, not all hunters use this as they aren't fond of other hunters

there are probably hunters that are not human or contented to the supernatural in some way, hunting gives them an advantage at something and an escape from the judgment of normal people

hunters outside of America probably dont habe to experience/deal with all of the world ending events Sam and Dean cause

Hunters probably have solved a few crimes or unsolved mysteries because they thought it was a case (ik there are a few spn ep's this but i love this idea so much)

not all but hunters can be kind and caring, sticking around to help the victims of the monster recover or help them seek refuge before skipping town

[chxrrylungs]

instead of scooby doo, what if they were transported into my little pony?

[strawlessandbraless]

hunter husbands // boot buds 💚 💙

[drulalovescas]

WHERES THE ANGEL? YOU'RE HIM is such an insane exchange. Because It means that all the Purgatory monsters were gossiping about 1) Dean Winchester being locked in Purgatory and 2) frantically running around the monster land looking for his angel.

How embarrassing for him😭

[luci-in-trenchcoats]

Home Sweet Not Home

Summary: The reader wakes up in bed next to a familiar but oh so strange man...

Pairing: Jensen x hunter!reader

Word Count: 1,400ish

Warnings: none

A/N: Hooo boy enjoy this one!

You felt warm when you began to stir awake. There was a heavy blanket on you that was nice, not out of the ordinary for Dean to pile an extra one on the bed while you were sleeping. You rolled over in bed, smashing your face in a bare chest.

“Morning,” Dean mumbled. His voice wasn’t as deep and you wondered if he was coming down with something. You blinked open your eyes, resting your hands on his chest, running them down briefly before you cocked your head.

“Where’s your tattoo?” you asked carefully, putting your hand on his pec, ready to use your nails in the shifter’s flesh as a distraction. But this Dean was chuckling, nuzzling his cheek against yours.

“S’on my shoulder like always, silly,” he said, yawning and sighing softly. “You okay? You’re tense.”

You shifted your head up, noticing the white headboard, eyes darting around to see soft light colored walls, a large balcony door and a window overlooking a grassy backyard and pool.

“What the…” you said, standing and hopping out of bed, glad that you were at least in the t shirt and shorts you remembered falling asleep in. You went over to the door and pulled it open, Dean out of bed and moving to the other side of the room, hitting something on a white thermostat looking thing.

“Honey,” he said, walking over as you stood on the small balcony, leaning over the railing to look at a patio and some trees. “Y/N. Everything alright?”

“Where…” you asked, Dean sighing.

“We’re in Austin,” he said, running his hand gently over your head. You turned to look up at him, spotting him in a pair of navy boxers that he normally wore.

“Austin?” you asked, his arm sporting the tattoo he mentioned before but it wasn’t an anti-possession one.

“Okay,” he said, gently resting his hands on your shoulders and pulling you back into the very nice bedroom, soft carpet under your toes. He sat you on the bed and kneeled down in front of you. “The doctor said this might happen so that’s why he gave us the list of questions, remember?”

You had no idea what the hell was going on but you just shrugged, this guy very kind for a shifter if he was one.

“Okay. What’s your name?” he asked with a smile.

“Y/N,” you said.

“Your full name, sweetie,” he said, still smiling.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” you said, the smile wiping off his face.

“That’s your maiden name,” he said, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “S’okay. We’ll keep going. What’s today’s date?”

“Um,” you said, thinking for a moment, Dean cocking his head when you answered.

“That’s right,” he said, forcing a smile on his face. “Does your head hurt, honey?”

“My head? Why would my head hurt?” you asked.

“We were in a car accident two days ago. They were concerned you had a concussion. Last night was the first time you were at home. Do you not remember any of this?” he asked.

“Dean, I don’t-”

“Dean? You know I love a good joke but now is not the time, Y/N,” said Dean. You swallowed hard, Dean putting a hand on your head. “What’s my name?”

“I…” you said, looking around the room for any kind of clue. Something had happened after your witch hunt obviously. Same name, different person. You were still Y/N where ever you were but a different version, paired up with a different Dean that apparently wasn’t named Dean. You were well off if your yard was anything to go off of so you definitely weren’t hunters. “I’m just tired. Sweetie.”

“Nice try. What’s my name?” he asked again.

“Honestly?” you asked. He nodded, curiously looking up at you. “I don’t remember.”

“That’s alright,” he said, very good at hiding the flash of concern that showed up on his face. “Do you-“

A phone started to ring, Not Dean ignoring it in favor for paying attention to you.

“Do you remember how we met at all?” he asked.

“Working a job,” you said, his face twitching up.

“That’s right,” he said, tilting his head.

“I’m sorry. I’m just...messing with you,” you said, the man pouting. He opened his mouth but a doorbell rang somewhere, the man getting to his feet.

“I’ll be right back. Stay here,” he said, walking over to a closed door, grabbing a pair of sweatpants and a shirt from the floor as he went. The second he was out of the door you started to look around, trying to find clues about who he was. You could always make a break for it but in pajamas you didn’t think you’d get far, especially with this guy’s sweet husband thing he had going on.

You walked through an open door to a bathroom, cutting through it to find a closet. You sighed, wishing you’d found something with a name until you jogged back to the nightstand, a wallet on top.

“Yes,” you said, ripping it open and pulling out a Texas license. “Okay. Jensen Ackles. 6’ 1”. Organ donor. Well that’s nice and all but I still know nothing.”

You started to dig through the wallet, mostly credit and reward cards, some cash and a business card with a doctor’s name and number. There was a faded picture of him and a woman that looked exactly like you, the worn edges saying it was probably at least five years old.

You put the wallet back when you heard him coming, sitting back in your spot on the bed, trying to seem relaxed.

“Who was at the door, Jensen?” you asked innocently, Jensen lifting his chin.

“Kid up the street. Girl Scout cookies. I ordered you some thin mints,” he said, padding around to the side of the bed, arms crossed. “Don’t pull shit like that again. It’s not funny. You know how freaked I was after the accident.”

“I’m sorry,” you said quietly, his face briefly looking hard before he started to drag his toes through the carpet.

“I get this feeling you’re lying to me,” he said, looking you in the eye. “I’ve known you forever, kiddo. You have that look on your face.”

It’d be easy to lie and make something up. It’d be easy to fake a concussion too. Telling the truth would probably get you thrown in an institution.

Jensen tilted his head and walked over to you suddenly, grabbing your underwear and pulling the band down an inch.

“Hey!” you barked at him, kneeing him hard, Jensen falling to the floor.

“You don’t have a tattoo,” he said, getting to his feet slowly, pressing his thumb against your hip, wiping over your anti-possession one. “That’s real.”

He backed away from you, looking you up and down.

“You would never hit me like that because you know I don’t touch you like that and…” he said, tilting his head as he stared at your leg. “You don’t have a scar on your thigh. What…”

“Jensen...take a breather for me buddy,” you said, Jensen shaking his head. “I can explain.”

“Am I nuts? You’re not my...did I die in that accident? Is this some-“

“Dude! Chill. You’re not dead,” you said, Jensen eyeing you suspiciously. “You’re fine. I’m the one that’s…”

“Not my wife?” he said, closing his eyes. “This is one of those freaky weird dreams that seems super real. That’s what it is. You definitely aren’t-“

“Uh, I’m Y/N,” you said. “Hate to break it to you.”

“I was going to say, Reese,” he said. “You know, the character you play on a tv show. Now would be a great time to tell me this is a very in-depth prank.”

“Me? On TV? I have done some crazy stuff but that…” you said, Jensen nodding his head at you. “You’re freaking out.”

“Just a little,” he said. You hummed.

“I guess I have to give you the civilian talk,” you said.

“The what?” he asked.

“Just take a seat, Jensen.”

_________

[marksmarkers93]

Sooo... @chxrrylungs inspired me to draw Sam, Dean and Cas as ponies...

HEAD EMPTY ONLY SPN PONIES RAUGHHH

[ellastarkwinchester3000]

Dean, talking about Crowley: “At least he treats me like I’m somebody!

Castiel: “Yeah, but would he love you if you were nobody?”

Dean: “Nobody loved me when I was nobody!”

Castiel: “I did! Before the mark and before the corruption… Before you changed.”

[delusion-with-mel]

I took a look at the #wincest tag and literally what the fuck...???

Idk how ANYONE dares say its real? Like bro wtf?

Why are you admitting to liking incest?

Why are you proud to ship two brothers together?

Especially after that one episode where they called dean/sam shippers out when they found out about the spn books

I saw a comment say they just choose to ignore the destiel moments after s3 and the 'wincest chemistry' is still there.

Im literally sick to my stomach i didnt know people were fr about this shit

I filtered the tag and will spend the rest of my life ignoring it for my own mental health

[babyblue-mind]

watching a show where half the writers room wanted a ship and the other half didn’t is fascinating because wdym they’re not canon but they say stuff like “last time someone looked at me like that i got laid” and “i lay his clothes out in the morning” and “i’d rather have you, cursed or not” and [talking about (literally) sleeping and bathing together] “we already do that” and “i did it, all of it, for you” and “god help me, i still like him” and

[valeron99]

Saving people, hunting things.

[mishaesque]

I would have REALLY loved to see more of other hunters being absolutely in awe of the Winchesters, like in 12.06. Imagine Baby rolling up to the house and as soon as the sound of the engine is heard everyone goes quiet. Someone goes up to the window and as they all look on they turn around and say “… The Winchesters are here.”

For these people, in whose lives all things supernatural are real, the most mythological beings in existence are the two brothers who have fought the Devil and won.

[chxrrylungs]

the pony posting continues

part 1

[strawlessandbraless]

Honestly it would have been too gay

[drulalovescas]

THE PHOTO

THE ONE WHO TOOK THE PHOTO

[marksmarkers93]

Behold- his bastardness, GABRIEL

Gabe is one of my favourite characters and i had SO MUCH FUN DRAWING HIM!! i actually drew him before rowena since he was ahead at the start of the poll before they tied and rowena won

He has 2 pairs of wings both of which he can make invisable. His magic is so potent that it takes on a sharp appearance. He has feathers on his hooves to make his movement lighter cause magic.

His cutie mark isnt actually real either! None of the angels have cutie marks but because gabe is so powerful he can summon one to "blend in"

ALSO IVE BEEN LISTENING TO SIR MIXALOTS NASTY DOG ON REPEAT AND ITS LITERALLY GABE @ SAM!!! HE IS A NASTY DAWGGG + a doodle of gabe, his size difference with cas n a destiel doodle