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dirtydancingdean · 4 years ago

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something about how dean so completely parallels buffy summers from btvs like they are two iterations of the same character. i mean, buffy the vampire slayer is an undeniably a big influence on supernatural, even if the show itself wouldn’t exactly advertise that fact. you have sam’s sacrifice in swan song paralleling buffy’s sacrifice in the gift, the borrowing of a lot of demons and (god help me) lore, the weird amount of buffy actors in the show (sometimes playing vampires, which is hysterical), the campiness and horror. hell, even cas’s moment of pure happiness seems like a nod to angel’s moment of pure happiness. (dean and cas did it better though). but the biggest similarity is the way dean parallels buffy. he’s obviously not meant to. he’s supposed to be a gun-slinging, wise-cracking ladies man, but that’s not what he becomes. honestly that’s not even what he comes across as in the beginning. buffy and dean are both meant to be heroes, but buffy is the main character of her show, while that’s supposed to be sam in dean’s. and buffy and sam do share their similarities, particularly in their desire for normality which backfires on them because of their equally weighed desire to help people. but dean is so much more like buffy in so many ways?? like buffy, dean always feels everything is his responsibility (like he says in 7.05, “There’s always something eating at me. That’s who I am. something happens, I feel responsible, all right?”). this is largely in part thanks to j*hn winchester, while buffy’s sense of responsibility comes from the fact that a whole group of old white men have told her she’s the one girl in all the world who can fight evil. both of them kind of know on some level that this is kind of fucked up and even try attempting to fight back against their imposed duties occasionally. dean says it in 2.20: “Your happiness for all those people's lives, no contest. Right? But why? Why is it my job to save these people? Why do I have to be some kind of hero?” which is buffy to a t! that's what buffy is all about! the loneliness and unfairness of having this burden on your shoulders! buffy says this in prophecy girl: “I don't care! I don't care. Giles, I'm sixteen years old. I don't wanna die.” but they both always, always go back to do their job. they both always sacrifice their own happiness for others. none of the writers would have intended to have dean make a speech that is entirely parallel to buffy summers’s prophecy girl speech, right down to both sarah michelle gellar and jackles’s tears. because ha ha, buffy is a girl hero, while dean is the embodiment of every male fantasy about what an action hero is.

the thing is, though, when you make dean every male fantasy in the world - attractive, good with women, tough, strong, likes rock music, hates chick flick moments, knows how to shoot a gun, looks good doing it, etc - you make him every male fantasy about women too. which is how we get those slow, full-body shots of dean that you normally only get with women, how we get dean being a caretaker, dean being a pacifier between sam and john, dean watching dirty dancing and liking taylor swift, dean always being the bait, dean’s interactions with villains being framed sexually, dean getting called pretty twice a season. we joke about dean being a hot action girl but he is often objectified in the particular way only women in media are. the way buffy is - in the show i think they actually did a pretty good job of not objectifying buffy. but there are times where they do, and it’s uncomfortable, and it’s subtle, the way it is on spn. and buffy and dean are both used to this kind of treatment; they often weaponize their sexuality, using it when they feel threatened. in the first episode of s2, buffy’s just suffered the enormous trauma of being resurrected after having been bitten by a vampire whose violence has sexual undertones. when she comes back to her friends, they talk about how closed off and mean she’s being, culminating in the scene where she goes to the bronze. if you haven't seen that scene then i dont know how to explain the way she absolutely uses her sexuality against xander and angel, just like dean uses his as a front to protect himself against everyone. when buffy’s traumatized she pushes herself away from those closest to her, represses her emotions, and uses fighting demons as a distraction. sound familiar? buffy and dean both make witty pop culture references that monsters don’t understand and self-deprecating jokes about themselves to deal with when they feel threatened and their low opinions of themselves. buffy has a lot of lines that sound just like dean’s! @lazarusr1sing mentioned buffy saying, “I may be dead, but I’m still pretty, which is more than I can say for you,” as a line that dean literally could have said and it’s true! they’re both a fan of quirky banter during fights but they’re both so messed up when it comes to their opinions of themselves. buffy in 7x07: “I have all this power. I didn't ask for it. I don't deserve it. It's like... I wanted to be punished. I wanted to hurt like I thought I deserved. [...] I feel like I'm worse than anyone. Honestly, I'm beneath them. My friends, my boyfriends. I feel like I'm not worthy of their love. 'Cause even though they love me, it doesn't mean anything cause their opinions don't matter. They don't know. They haven't been through what I've been through. [...] Sometimes I feel...this is awful. I feel like I'm better than them. Superior.” yeah, that’s...dean.

and they absolutely dive into self guilt and hatred if something goes wrong, even if it’s not necessarily their fault. faith in 3x15 says to buffy, “In the balance, nobody's gonna cry over some random bystander who got caught in the crossfire,” and buffy says, “I am.” the amount of trauma buffy and dean both go through kind of desensitizes them to this idea - dean especially, i think, though that’s mainly the fault of the sheer amount of writers and episodes supernatural has - but if they get someone killed, they will do absolutely anything to make up for it.

the idea of sympathetic monsters in buffy and supernatural is met with scorn a lot of the time by buffy and dean. for buffy this is a matter of mental self-preservation. her job is to kill demons, and if she lets herself think all demons can be good, then that means she might have been killing sentient beings that could have done good or weren’t doing harm, since she was a teenager. she can’t let herself think that way so she closes herself off to the possibility of demons being good a lot of the time. we talk about how supernatural majorly drops the ball when it comes to empathizing with the monsters (where’s that post, you know, the, “saving people, hunting things, white men with guns decide which is which,” post), but when it comes to dean, part of that is because, like buffy, he doesn’t want to face the idea that he’s been killing things that aren’t evil since he was a child. he’ll make exceptions (cas, crowley, benny, rowena), like buffy makes exceptions (angel, spike, clem, oz, anya), but it’s easier if it’s all black and white. they’re both strangely attracted to monsters too, though, because part of them feels like they are monsters themselves. like @s4castiel said they have romantic or romantically implied relationships with things they’re meant to fight - dean with benny, cas, and crowley + buffy with angel, spike, and faith. and monsters change themselves for buffy and dean’s sakes – cas, benny, crowley, angel, spike, all become better for the sake of buffy and dean! like that leviathan in 7.06 who says dean doesn’t have relationships he has applications for sainthood!

they hate the idea of being seen as just a killer (dean in 3.10, “Daddy knew what you were. Good soldier and nothing else,” and buffy in 5.22, “Guess that means a Slayer really is just a killer after all.”) dean says, “[A killer] is not who I am,” to chuck in 15.19, just like buffy says, “A slayer is not a killer,” through the later seasons. spike’s speech in 5.07 i think, really says it: “Death is on your heels, baby, and sooner or later, it's gonna catch you. And part of you wants it, not only to stop the fear and uncertainty, but because you're just a little bit in love with it. Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day, that final gasp, that look of peace.” their worst fear is that all they can do is hurt other people. they’ve been brought up to think violence is all they can do. but they both are first and foremost protectors, especially when it comes to sam and dawn, whose roles in both shows respectively is to be a reminder of dean and buffy’s humanity.

dawn, who first shows up in season 5 as buffy’s younger sister, is, represents buffy’s most beloved parts of herself, buffy’s humanity. sam is a lot like her in the respect that their destiny was to end the world; they’re both book-smart too, while buffy and dean act a lot like dumb blondes despite being incredibly intelligent in ways that aren’t clear to everyone. (not to go on a tangent but they’re both really good battle tacticians who make a lot of references to literature and tv shows and can perceive people and monsters’ weaknesses, etc.) dawn is dangerous to the world like sam is dangerous to the world in s2-s5, but buffy will not kill her like dean will not kill sam. you know how in the end 2009 dean realizes just how much 2014 dean has changed when he talks about killing sam as lucifer? sam is dean’s humanity like dawn is buffy’s humanity. they both put their siblings over everything else in the world. they sacrifice things that sam and dawn can’t begin to understand because dean and buffy shield them from it - dean in 2.22: “I had to take care of you. It’s my job,” and buffy in 6.14: “Dawn, the most important job that I have is looking out for you.” in s5 of buffy, if dawn lives, the world ends, and buffy doesn’t care because she can’t kill dawn. in 5.22 she says, “I don't understand. I don't know how to live in this world if these are the choices. If everything just gets stripped away. I don't see the point. I just wish that...I just wish my mom was here. [..] If Dawn dies, I’m done with it. I’m quitting,” paralleling dean quitting hunting after sam dies. they’re both insanely protective over dawn and sam - dean in 2.09: “You make a move on [Sam], you'll be dead before you hit the ground,” and buffy in 5.22: “I’ll kill anyone who comes near Dawn.” when sam dies in 2.22, dean doesn’t hesitate to offer up his soul in exchange for sam’s life; when dawn is about to die to save the world in 5.22, buffy doesn’t hesitate to die to save the world in dawn’s place. this all on top of the fact that sam and dawn are the babies, the ones dean and buffy have to take care of, which means that...no one is taking care of dean and buffy. like, dean in 3.10: “Sam, [John] doted on. Sam he loved,” and buffy’s mom in 5.05 hugging dawn and calling her “little punkin belly” and in response to buffy’s question of, “Did you ever have any names for me?” says, “No, I think you were always just Buffy.” when buffy’s mom gets sick in s5, buffy has to shoulder an incredible amount of responsibility - giving her mom her medicine, taking care of her, taking care of dawn, fighting a hellgod - and can’t break down in front of anyone because she has to be strong for dawn and her mom, the way dean has to be strong for sam and john (john in 2.01: “You took care of Sammy, you took care of me. You did that, and you didn't complain, not once.) they’re both so scared of opening up and being a burden - buffy’s nightmare hallucination of her deadbeat dad in 1.10 says the same kind of stuff about her being a burden and unwanted that zachariah’s projection of mary says in 5.16. it really is about the eldest sister complex in the end!!!

but they didn’t ever really mean to have dean be like buffy! buffy was literally meant to subvert traditional male action heroes. buffy summers is the male action hero, but she gets to have feelings and traditionally feminine traits too. she likes cheese and wearing pink and dressing up and having pretty hair, but she thinks about battle tactics and kills a vampire like every episode. dean? dean is meant to be the male action hero without the part about having feelings and traditionally feminine traits...except that backfires spectacularly. i mean, they give dean traits such as liking nightgowns to be like haha, wink-wink, nudge-nudge, isn’t that HILARIOUS. except it doesn’t come off that way, we know it doesn’t come off that way. so dean’s watched dead poets society and rent and he sings along to air supply and is good with kids and nerds out over cowboys, but he drives a classic muscle car and kills death and carries a gun with him everywhere he goes. dean and buffy both become multifaceted, complicated, human heroes – but it was intentional for buffy. it was unintentional for dean, so the narrative actively punishes him for it. i mean ymmv on how you feel about the ending of buffy, but she does get a satisfying happy ending. dean, on the other hand, is silenced and killed off and gets the worst possible ending for his character, all because they couldn’t control him.

#this is not coherent at ALL im so sorry #but #*blows a kiss* for all my dean girls in love with buffy!#supernatural #buffy the vampire slayer #mine #buffynatural

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ssamie · 4 years ago

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six. she likes someone else, idiot.

oikawa tooru x fem langa!reader

(hq x sk8 the infinity)

warnings: spelling mistakes, swearing, 2k+ words, u have langa’s blue hair sorry

gen masterlist. “snow” masterlist.

"as promised, here we are" oikawa greeted her as she opened the door to reveal him and iwaizumi. "good morning " she greeted them with a bubbly smile "hey" iwaizumi nodded at her.

"oh, you're not skating today, y/n-chan?" oikawa hummed "well, i don't want to accidentally leave you behind again" she said as she closed the door behind her. oikawa sweat dropped and nodded along "how thoughtful" he chuckled

"here's your coffee, oikawa-san" she had a determined look on her face as she hands him the beverage in a disposable cup

"oh... yes.. my coffee" oikawa deeply inhaled a breath of air and took it from her. "thank you, y/n-chan. i didnt think you were serious about it, though" oikawa laughed as he took a sip of the coffee

"oh, well i thought you'd be bummed if i forgot a promise" she said

as soon as she looked away, oikawa gagged and shuddered, making iwaizumi sweat drop and look at him in concern. "dude what the hell?" iwaizumi deadpanned

as y/n looked back at them, oikawa's dread filled expression quickly changed into one of delight as he happily chugged down the drink

"haha, i was just amazed at this coffee!" oikawa exclaimed with a grin "and y/n-chan made it so its extra special!"

"oh, that's great!" y/n cheered as oikawa gave her a thumbs up paired with a wink "im glad you like it"

"yup! looking forward to the next one tomorrow" oikawa chuckled

iwaizumi watched the whole thing go down with a look of bewilderment. he was just about done with these two and their shenanigans. "dude.." iwaizumi muttered as he watched oikawa gulp the whole thing down "why're you doing this.."

oikawa turned to him with a grin and clocked his head to the side "what do you mean, iwa-chan?" he asked "i told you, y/n-chan made it so its extra special!" oikawa said with a laugh as he threw the cup away at a random trash can

iwaizumi's eyes widened as he watched his friend jog over to the girl and happily start up a conversation

"jesus christ.." iwaizumi sighed "i don't know if him being like this is a good thing or not.."

now, its no secret that y/n was attractive. her features were head turning. and her eyes alone could bring a grown man to their knees. she was quite captivating, to say the least.

so it shouldn't come as a surprise if boys and girls start flocking around her for the same purpose.

to have her as their girlfriend. what else?

"hey, hasegawa-chan" a boy greeted her as she exited the classroom. "oh. hello.." she replied with a hint of confusion

"are you free today? if you want, i would love to treat you to some snacks after school" the boy said with a nervous chuckle. "oh, thank you but.. i have club duties after school." she said "maybe some other time"

she then walked away from the boy, absolutely clueless to the fact the she was just asked out on a date.

from inside the room, oikawa watched the whole thing go down with a look of distaste. "hey, hey, iwa-chan!" he slapped iwaizumi's arm. "that boy just flirted with y/n-chan, look!"

iwaizumi spared him a glance before looking back down at his comic. "i know, shittykawa." he sighed "its no big deal anyways. she declined, didn't she?" he said

"it doesn't matter! people are trying to steal her before i could even exit the friend zone!" oikawa exclaimed "actually, im not sure if im even in the friend zone yet!" he pulled at his hair in distress

"i told her we'd be best friends in the future but that means we're not right now, right?!"

"you're thinking too much, shittykawa" iwaizumi sighed as he pushed him off his desk, since he was hitting his head repeatedly against the wood

"im gonna follow her and shoo the boys away" oikawa perked up with a determined look on his face. "dont do that" iwaizumi grunted in annoyance. "and you look stupid. your forehead has a red spot now, dumbass"

"actually, what if i ask her out before they do?" oikawa hummed thoughtfully to himself.

"you did that already. didn't she say she has the 'boyfriend spot' reserved for someone?" iwaizumi raised a brow

"whatever im gonna follow her" oikawa waved him off. "dont do that-- and he's gone." iwaizumi merely sighed as he watched oikawa rush out of the door

"now.. who is that ugly guy?" oikawa muttered to himself as he watched a boy flusteredly hand y/n a letter

"h-hasegawa-san..this is for you!" the boy exclaimed as he handed her the letter without making any eye contact. "oh.. its a letter" she muttered as she went to open it

"no! uh- read it later when you're alone.." the boy stammered out "it's a bit embarrassing for me" he said. "oh, okay then" y/n simply nodded and put it in her pocket. "goodbye" she said as she walked away

"right! bye, hasegawa-san!" the boy nervously waved

oikawa sweat dropped as the boy looked at her with a lovesick grin even though she just straight up ignored him and walked off. well it's not like he has room to say anything. he's the exact same, if not, maybe even worse.

"tch. hey" oikawa called out to the boy.

"me..?" the boy muttered in confusion as he pointed to himself. "yeah you" oikawa raised a brow as he judgingly looked him up and down "why'd you give y/n-chan a letter?" he scowled

"oh well i -" before the boy could finish oikawa laughed at him in a mocking way. "yeah yeah, save your voice. it's not like i'll listen to you anyways" he said with his usual charismatic smile

"but don't do that again, okay~" oikawa cooed "y/n-chan doesn't need a boy toy like you! but maybe try with another girl!" he suggested

he patted the boy's shoulder and waved him goodbye "good luck~" he cooed. the boy watched oikawa walk off with a look of dread and confusion. "what the hell, man?" the boy muttered

"now, where is she-- another one?!" oikawa groaned to himself as he watched y/n receive another gift

except this time, it was a from a girl in the first year who was shakingly handing her a bento with a cutesy note "hasegawa-senpai..! um- this is for you" the girl said as she shyly presented her the neatly wrapped lunch box

"i made it myself, i hope you like it!" she said with a bow before hastily running off with an alarmingly red face. "..?" y/n cocked her head to the side as she waved the girl goodbye "thank you..?" she muttered

she opened the bento slightly and gasped in awe at the food

"no! don't be swayed by the food, y/n-chan!" oikawa silently screamed to himself "its a trick!"

y/n then closed it and continued to walk away.

"yes! she wasn't swayed by the food. that was close" oikawa let out a sigh if relief as he placed his hand over his pounding chest. "maybe i should cook her food from now on" he muttered as he took a mental note for future use.

"now--" before he could move another inch, he was suddenly crowded by girls that came out of nowhere. literally.

"oikawa-senpai!" "oikawa-senpai, we made you a bento!" "oikawa-san i made you cookies, see?" "oikawa-san let's hang out!"

"ah, hey there girls~" he cooed at them. as much as he wanted to leave them, he couldn't just ignore his fan girls. as annoying as they were, they were still his supporters after all.

"oikawa-san, are you practicing later? can we watch?" "we'll bring you snacks during practice!" "i'll cheer for you, oikawa-senpai!"

it had been roughly five minutes since the girls arrived. and it had also been five minutes since he's lost sight of y/n. oikawa was starting to get antsy. his sole purpose was to shoo her admirers away and yet he was being bombarded by his own.

suddenly, the blue hue which he seemed to grow so fond of caught his eye. he turned to look at her, walking so casually while she frowns down at a piece of paper in her hands

"y/n! -" sadly his voice was drowned out by the shouts and squeals of the girls, although the noise still got her attention

y/n looked up to see the brunette waving at her with a girl latched onto his other arm. and being the clueless one that she is, she simply waved back with a smile before walking away

"that might be the girl he liked.." she muttered with a hum. "he mentioned it at the park that night.."

"ack! she wasn't jealous at all!" oikawa spluttered with a gasp

"oikawa-san what are you talking about?" "do you like someone?" "what?! oikawa-senpai, you like someone?!"

oikawa waved them off and hastily ran after the blue haired girl. "y/n-chan!" oikawa exclaimed as he slammed their classroom door open

y/n, along with the rest of the class looked over to him in confusion. ".. yes?" y/n replied "ah sorry" he sent the class a peace sign before rushing over to her side

"i was gonna ask --did anything interesting happen just now?" he mused with a huff "did ya maybe get something from someone..?"

oikawa, bless his heart, was trying to be as discreet as he possibly could. though it's not like he has to try since she was probably as dumb as a rock when it comes to shit like this.

"oh.. i got a letter and a gift" she said as she shuffled through her bag for the said things

oikawa dramatically cried in his mind as he looked away from her. "she has no shame! so she really doesn't care about my feelings!" he muttered to himself in distress

"its this." she said

oikawa reluctantly faced her with a furrowed brows and quivering lips, ready to throw the love letter and bento away. that is, until he actually saw what the 'letter' and 'gift' was.

"uh what is this?" oikawa sweat dropped as he pointed to the pair of school shoes and a note from the dean.

y/n sulked as she reluctantly started removing her converse. "i got in trouble today" she said "apparently, im not allowed to wear these" she said as she stuffed her shoes in her bag and slipped the school shoes on

"well yeah, everyone knows that" iwaizumi sweat dropped. "then how am i gonna skate?" she faced them with exaggeratedly teary eyes as she uncomfortably moved her feet about

"guess you're gonna have to make do with that" iwaizumi comforted her

"is that all you got?" oikawa asked again

"oh. i actually got a love letter and a bento. but that's about it" she casually replied

oikawa gave her a painfilled smile and a thumbs up. "ah. i see." he grimly replied. "well.. aren't ya gonna give them a response?" oikawa asked followed by a strained laugh

"i can't.." she mumbled with slight embarrassment

"why not?" iwaizumi asked

"i can't read it.." she admitted, her face gradually getting hotter and hotter from shame

"what?"

"i can't read it!" she covered her face with her hands "japanese is still hard for me! i can only understand certain parts!"

"and i also ate the bento because i was tempted!" she confessed

oikawa and iwaizumi sweat dropped and nodded along. "i see.." oikawa laughed

"well it's no problem" he said. "you can choose not to respond. you're not really obligated to, anyways."

"really? that's great!" she perked up. "i didn't know what to do anyway" she chuckled "i could only understand parts of the letter cus i wrote it for reki!" she said

"im glad im not stuck in that pinch anymore.." she sighed in relief "im not used to people liking me.."

iwaizumi watched as oikawa's face visibly fell at the mention of the redhead's name. his already pained smile quickly turned into a frown.

"y/n-chan! can you come here for a sec?" one student called for her "oh sure." y/n replied before quickly making her way to them

oikawa pouted and trudged over to his seat, plopping himself down on the chair and resting his head on the desk with a huff

"so, what'll you do now?" iwaizumi asked as he glanced at his friend "dunno" oikawa replied

"hey iwa-chan. am i ugly?" he asked. "i was gonna say yes but that'll be too mean at the moment. so no, shittykawa. you're not." iwaizumi replied with a sigh as he put his comic away

"is that reki guy hotter than me?" he asked again. "i dunno, dude" iwaizumi shrugged "i mean, probably."

"do ya think i have a chance? i mean, i always get with girls so easily!" oikawa huffed. iwaizumi rolled his eyes and hit him on the head with his fist. "wanna know why you don't got a chance, shittykawa?" he said

"ouch -- yeah sure, enlighten me, iwa-chan" oikawa replied with a wince

"its cus she likes someone else, idiot."

oikawa rolled his eyes and rested his chin on his hand, watching y/n converse with another student from across the room

"just how amazing is this reki guy anyway?"

"I HAVE 40, 000 YEN AND A SKATEBOARD!" reki exclaimed as he slammed the money and the board down before cherry "IS THIS ENOUGH TO VISIT Y/N, CHERRY?!" he asked with an excited smile

"for a plane ticket!" reki replied "do ya think if i sell this skateboard i'd get at least a thousand yen?" he asked

cherry sweat dropped and pushed the things away. "what is this for?" he asked with furrowed brows

cherry watched the boy fuss with a smile of amusement, chuckling lightly to himself as reki starts listing down the jobs he's done for the money. "a plane ticket costs roughly 15 thousand to 30 thousand yen. with your budget now, you won't be able to afford a trip back home" cherry explained

"whaaa?" reki groaned out "then i have to work more? but thats so boring! i haven't skated in forever for this!" he whined

cherry patted his back as the redhead sulked. "don't worry, we'll be going with you anyways" he said "you can borrow money from the gorilla" cherry suggested with a smile

"why not from you?" reki raised a brow. "because i don't want to." cherry replied

reki sweat dropped but nodded anyways. he gathered the money and the skateboard before running on his way over to joe's restaurant.

"JOE HELP!!" reki exclaimed as he slammed the restaurant doors open. "yo, what the hell?!" joe yelled back as he watched reki rush over to him and cling on his arm with a cutesy pout

"hey hey, joe~" reki cooed "can i borrow money from you? i can right? right? great!" he exclaimed "i'll need 20 000 yen atleast!" reki said with a grin as he held his hands out expectantly

joe spluttered as he stared down at the redhead. "hey, who said i'll give you money?" he scowled

"cherry did!" reki exclaimed

"kaoru.." joe muttered through gritted teeth. "that damn brat." he sighed. "whatever. i'll give ya money." he said. "it's to see y/n right? we've been planning on visiting soon anyway"

"really?! great! can i have it now-" reki was cut off by joe's laughter. "no, no" joe cooed

"you're gonna have to work for it" he smirked as he pulled out an apron and a menu and shoved it into the redhead's arms. reki's expression morphed into one of dread as he held the apron against his body ".. am i supposed to be a waiter?" he groaned out

"you're a smart one, aren't ya?" joe said in a teasing tone

"but why do i have to work?" reki whined. "oh, cmon! it's for y/n, don't ya care about her?" joe taunted him

reki sent him a glare and reluctantly put the apron on. "for y/n.. sure" he muttered with a blush of embarrassment as joe started ruffling his hair like a child

"hey, joe.." reki trailed off "if i have to work.. the shouldn't he be working too?!" he shrieked out as he pointed to miya who was quietly sitting by a booth. "hah?!" miya exclaimed "i actually have money, unlike you, you slime!" he yelled

"how?! you're thirteen!" reki shrieked out

"and you're seventeen but poor! shut up and take my order, slime!" miya hissed back at him

"i hate you!" reki hissed back "im not letting you near y/n after this, just so you know" he said. miya simply rolled his eyes and huffed. "shut up, slime. i want a drink." he said

"you shut up" reki muttered back in annoyance, but quickly wrote the order down anyways

"haha, keep this up and you'll see y/n in no time!" joe cheered as he patted reki's back. "why can't you just give me money, dude?" reki groaned

joe laughed and sent him a cheeky wink "gotta milk the opportunity, you know?" he mused

"so you're just using me!!"

ppl r asking for them to see y/n skate,, dw that's coming soon haha,, and reki and the others are also appearing soon :)

"exactly!"

sorry for the spelling / grammar mistakes if there are any :<

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dirt-cup-draco · 5 years ago

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George x Reader- Because I Want You

hey! if you are still taking requests (i love your writing btw) i would like to request a george weasley x reader. where she’s friends with the twins and she’s on a date with a boy and the twins ruin their date and he confesses his feelings, ending in fluff. thanks! hope you are well! 💓

“Why are you-” Fred started, motioning to your neat outfit.

“Dressed up like that?” George finished, eyes wide and adoring.

You rolled your eyes, your friends were nosy and you knew if you told them the truth they would pester you to no end. “None of your business,” You argued as Fred laughed, George frowning.

“She’s going on a date,” Ginny smirked.

“Ginny!” You scolded, swatting her. “I didn’t want them knowing!”

“And why is that?” Fred prodded, George still silent as his frown grew more severe.

“Because!” You reasoned. “You two always have some stupid plan and it always messes up my life,”

Fred pretended to be hurt but George’s heart ached a bit at your words. You thought they were just there to screw up your life? It hurt almost as much as the fact that you were going on a date and hadn’t wanted to tell him. He understand that he and his brother could go too far but he had hoped that you were still able to confide in him. He thought you two were close.

“Right then,” George coughed, “We better get to lunch then, leave Y/N to her date,” With that, the chaotic twins excused themselves, George gripping Fred’s arm and dragging him away as you narrowed your eyes. George was acting weird. And Fred was following along? Something must be wrong.

“Oi, what’s got into you then?” Fred asked, “If you’re so upset about her going on a date, just tell her how you feel,” He guessed as his twin scowled at the fireplace in their common room later that night.

“Keep your voice down!” George scolded, eyes darting around at the empty place. Everyone was using their weekend to the fullest and we was sulking while his brother gave him a pep talk.

“What have you got to lose?” Fred asked as his brother looked uncharacteristically sad.

“Her,” He admitted, biting his fingernail as he thought of all the possible ways he could be rejected by you.

“What if she feels the same?”

“You don’t know that,” George shot back, daring his brother to argue.

“No, I dont,” Fred cursed himself for not knowing where you stood. “But we could find out,” He began, an idea forming in his head. “If she has the worst date in history she’ll never want to go on a second one with this bozo and then you’ll sweep and boom! instant hero,”

“No...” George said softly as his eyes widened. “Fred that’s awful...that’s- that’s brilliant!” He hopped up, grabbing his twin’s hand and pulling him up from the couch. “Let’s go!” He exclaimed, grabbing his coat and dashing towards hogsmeade.

It had started with your date, Dean Thomas, accidentally spilling his glass of butterbeer on you. He apologized quickly, trying to wipe it up before you interrupted, using a simple charm to clean up.

“Sorry Y/N, don’t know how that happened,” He chuckled awkwardly as you both tried to pick up where your conversation had ended abruptly. After another near mishap with butterbeer, the two of you had decided to take a walk around Hogsmeade and maybe visit Zonkos.

Then Dean had tripped miraculously on nothing, nearly sending a display toppling on you. He had been red faced and apologetic, making sure you were alright. After that you decided to go to Honeydukes.

As fate would have it you were both talking easily again, Dean even grabbing your hand at one point. Things were starting to mend themselves when the poor boy slipped, tugging you down with him. “Merlin, I swear I’m not usually such a klutz, Seamus must have given me his bad luck for the night,”

“No worries,” You said airily but you had to admit the date hadn’t been going well. Was it a sign? You’d been hesitant to say yes in the first place but Ginny had reassured you Dean was a great guy, just not the one for her. She held no bad feelings for the boy and if you wanted to say yes you could.

You had exited the shop, deciding to walk to the shrieking shack. Maybe keeping things simple would cure the date from it’s bad reputation. Dean was embarrassed but kept his cool and you admired it, keeping hold of his hand so he didn’t feel too bad for the way things had gone.

You had managed to salvage things, the rest of the night going swimmingly as you sat a fair distance from the legendary haunted house. You had talked under the moonlight, shoulder pressed to his as you spoke about your classes, likes and dislikes. Dean had turned towards you, a hopeful look in his eye as he fell quiet.

He was going to kiss you. You were nervous, you hadn’t kissed someone for a while, not really looking to date. What if you were a bad kisser? Before he could kiss you however he was pulling back with a sudden jerk, yelping.

“Alright?” You questioned.

“Y-yeah, sorry it just felt like something hit my head...” He trailed off, looking around him in confusion. He didn’t find anything satisfactory and turned back to you, “Now where were we?” He tried to bring back the mood.

It failed however as there was the distinct sound of something bouncing off the back of his head, a pebble falling to the ground as Dean cried out again. “What in the world?”

After shaking off the mystery pebble, he tried kissing you once more before he was being pelted with several pebbles, some even missing their target and hitting you. You both jumped up, trying to avoid the rocks.

“It must be that damned house!” Dean hollered, “This date is cursed! Sorry, Y/N!” He shouted over his shoulder as pebbles continued to follow him as he raced towards Hogwarts. The second he was gone from your sight it seemed the chaos ended. You were speechless.

“This date is cursed!?” You repeated to yourself, kicking the ground in frustration. “What rubbish!”

You fell back onto the ground, feeling.. confused to say the least. You had thought it had been going well. Sure things had been a bit odd but not enough for Dean to leave you here alone...

Suddenly a familiar voice was calling, “You alright?”

You looked up to find George, a curious look on his face as you nodded. “Yeah, yeah, fine. Dean left... The whole night was chaos!” You started to rant, not even stopping to think. “It was going fine until his butterbeer practically flew off the table onto my lap! And then he barely tapped a shelf at Zonkos and the entire thing nearly fell on us! We went to Hogsmeade and he fell and took me with him. It was craziness Georgie! And then we were just sitting here and it was so good and out of nowhere-” You froze.

George was being awfully silent. You narrowed your eyes as you looked at him again and he was just standing patiently in a new jumper his mom had made for him, hair neater than normal. What was he doing here in the first place?

“Please tell me you didn’t,” You started, knowing he would understand. A nervous smile broke out on his face and your heart sank. “George Weasley I cannot believe you! Fred, where are you, you coward? Come out now! I want to properly scold the both of you!” You were livid.

“Fred left, chased Dean off,” George admitted, that smile wiped from his face as he looked at you sheepishly.

“Why?” you asked, “Why George? I expected this from Fred but not you... I thought you knew when to draw the line and not go too far... But this, this was too far,” You shook your head, not knowing what else to say. You shoved past George, more upset than you’d been in a while.

“Wait, Y/N, let me explain,” He pleaded and you spun on your heel, jabbing your finger in his chest as your eyes threatened to release the tears you were desperately holding back.

“What could you possibly have to say?!” You asked. “What makes this better George? What justifies you ruining my date?”

“I wanted it to be me,” George gulped, suddenly feeling like this might have been a not so brilliant plan as you looked at him with anger and worse, disappointment.

“Excuse me?” You asked, not knowing quite what he meant.

“I wanted to be the one on this date, I was jealous of Dean. You looked really pretty, you still do, and hearing that you didn’t want us knowing because you thought we might muck it up hurt. I wanted you to trust me and be able to tell me you were going on a date. I let it get the better of me and I did just what you said I would... I’m sorry Y/N,” George said truthfully, knowing he couldn’t possibly pull himself out of this hole.

“George... I do trust you. I just don’t exactly like talking about my dating life with you...” You paused.

“Because?” George could see you trying to work through your unfinished sentence. You groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose as you began to pace. He couldn’t tell if that was a good sign or not.

“I don’t like dating around, never have. It feels useless,” You explained. “It feels useless because I don’t ever like the guy, my heart is set on someone else but tonight, with Dean, I thought I could move on,” Your voice cracked and George felt infinitely worse.

“Can I ask who it is?” George asked carefully, knowing he was definitely one of the last people you wanted to talk to right now. It was a miracle you hadn’t hexed him yet. You laughed but it was brittle and sharp, going straight through George’s heart.

“You idiot, don’t you know?” you bit your lip as you finally looked him in the eye, holding his gaze as he pulled meaning from your words.

“S-since when? Why didn’t you tell me?” He gasped.

“Same reason you didn’t tell me, I s’pose.” You gave a watery chuckle and George grinned.

“You mean it?” He asked.

“Yes, I mean it. My heart is yours you fool,”

George gathered you in his arms, kissing you like he’d been wanting to do all day and all night long. You grinned against his lips but then surprisingly, bit him.

“What was that for?” He asked, puzzled.

Your smile was saccharine and sinful. “Just a warning, never do anything like that ever again, I don’t care if you want to get my attention, just ask for it next time,”

“Yes ma’am,” George gulped as you kissed him again, soothing his now slightly sore lip.

“Now lets go back to Hogwarts, I’ve had enough chaos for the day, you can take me on a proper date next week,” You sighed but intertwined your fingers with George’s.

It had been a foolish idea, but you were secretly pleased now that you had George, the only positive of a miserable night.

“Should Fred worry?” George asked as you two walked back, hand in hand.

“Oh yes, he should worry a lot,” You smiled and George couldn’t help but smile back, laughter bubbling up. You were something else but he adored you and he couldn’t be happier.

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kyber-kisses · 5 years ago

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Southern Nights (2/4)

Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: all of the feels, and fluff. Dean being the softest boi

Summary: After a situation with the BMoL, Dean finds himself running towards the person he fears for the most besides his brother. But even when he finds her safe and alive, he can see that something isnt right.

a/n: Ahhh so you know how i said it would be two parts? I lied. Its gonna be four. Anyways I hope you enjoy and feedback is greatly appreciated.

Part 1

You had been uncommonly quiet.

Throughout the day Dean had continued to watch you closely, like he could somehow piece together what was going on with you just by watching. Even after they had packed it all in for the night, you remained much more quiet than normal as you moved around the kitchen to make dinner. Every once and awhile you would hum along to a tune on the radio but that was about it.

“You okay, Dean?”

The hunter sat up straight at the sound of his name on your lips, his arms folded over the kitchen island. “Me?”

“. . .Yeah?” You paused cutting up an onion to look at him. “Who else would I be talking to named Dean?”

He swallowed before quickly nodding. “Yeah, yeah im fine. Why do you ask?”

Shrugging you went back to work, the sound of the knife hitting the cutting block muffling radio momentarily. “You've just seemed quiet that's all.”

“Me? You're the one that's been quiet all of today!”

You looked up from your work once more, eyebrows raised at Dean as you slid the contents off the block and into a pan. “I haven't been quiet. Ive talked to you and Sam today-”

“No that's not-” letting a hand slide down his face he stood up, walking around the island towards you. “I'm just saying, you haven't been as talkative as you usually are. You haven't cracked a single joke today. Not one.”

“I'm sorry?” you tired, not really seeing where Dean was going with this.

“You're always cracking jokes and making lighthearted comments. You haven't done that at all. Whats going on?”

“Why do you think somethings going on if im not telling jokes?” You laughed lightly, reaching around him for a pepper.

“Um- because that's who you are? energetic, lively, funny Y/N.”

“Well I’m sorry, I was a little busy helping you and Sam find your missing mother.” You began, your knife going through the pepper with much more force than needed as you began dicing.

“I just want to know if your okay, that nothings bothering you-“

“Dean, I am Fi--” Your words were stopped short as you yelped, knife dropping to the block as you drew your hand back. “Fuck-” sure enough you had managed to cut yourself, the blood leaving the slice in your finger to run down your wrist.

“Jeez, Y/N-” Dean was in action before you could stop him, moving forward to gently guide you towards the sink. “This might sting for a sec.” Flipping on the faucet he let your put your hand under the flow of water.

“Ive been through much worse, Dee. I think ill live.”

“Im sorry, this was my fault.” Dean sighed, inspecting the slice in your finger.

“Last time I checked I was the one wielding the kitchen knife.”

“I know- but I-” You pressed a finger to his lips, shaking your head. “Don’t. If you wanna really help me you can grab the first aid kit that's in the cupboard.” You nodded your head in the direction you were talking about. “Got it?”

“Mmmhmm.”

Lowering your hand you gave him a soft smile. Why was he always doing that? Blaming himself for no apparent reason. Putting your hand back under the faucet you focused back on the cut until Dean was back at your side.

“Will you at least let me patch you up? To make up for pestering you?” He tried, clicking open the lid and rummaging through it for bandages.

You let out a dramatic sigh before sitting yourself down on the kitchen island. “I guess . . .i mean, it is very hard to say no to that face.”

that got a chuckle out of the hunter before he slotted himself between your legs and carefully taking your cut hand in his to inspect. “I know, I'm a goddamn gift aren't I?”

“Oh, I wouldn't go that far.” You smiled, using your free hand to prop you up as you watched him disinfect and wrap the cut. Every once and awhile Dean would look up from his work, eyes finding yours before giving you an almost timid smile.

Bastard. He really had to stop doing that if the two of you were going to try to continue only being friends. You could hear the little voice in your head screaming arms length away! Arms length away!

At that same moment one Sam Winchester came walking back into the room, hair still wet from his recent shower. At the sight of the first aid kit and the scattered materials he paused on the other side of the island.

“What the hell happened?”

“You're brother stabbed me.” You stated bluntly, sliding back off the granite counter and bumping your chest against Deans as you did. Weasling past him you gave him a pat on the shoulder.

“hey, no I didn't!”

“That’s exactly what a person who just stabbed someone would say.”

“Why you little--” You cut him off yet again, this time handing over the kitchen knife to him with an amused grin. For a moment Dean could see the normal you again, and he couldn't help but smile back.

But something was still there. He could see it under your smile and the glint in your eyes.

“You goin somewhere?”

“Uh, yeah. I called dibs on the shower next. You two can finish up dinner.” Backtracking away you gave them both a wink before disappearing around the corner. Once you had vanished Dean let the facade drop before whirling around to look at his brother.

“What?”

Dean waited another second, making sure you were out of earshot before planting his palms firmly on the island. “Alright, tell me if I’m crazy— but Y/Ns acting a little off isn't she?”

“Off in what way?”

“Off in like- she’s not her usually energetic let’s go kill some monsters attitude.”

“I mean. . .maybe?” The younger Winchester shrugged, not quite understanding what his brother was getting at. “She did say she was spending the week resting up after that rugaru Hunt. She’s probably a little drained from that.”

Dean ran his palms down his face, “yeah, but think about it. Jody said she had been here for almost five weeks. Five, Sam! Five! When have we ever known Y/N to stay in one place for that long? Hell, even during thanksgiving last year she only stayed a few days before running off towards another case.”

“I don’t know what to tell you, Dean. Maybe if you’re so worried about her just try talking to her?”

Dean sent his brother another glare. “Have you not seen me trying to do that all day? She just keeps acting like she’s fine- and I know for a fact that she is not.”

Shaking his head in defeat, Sam moved past his brother to continue making dinner. “She loves you Dean. Anyone can see it, and I know you can too. She’ll open up as long as you actually try. And if you love her, you will.”

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Thankfully Dinner had been more lively than the rest of the day. And for awhile you actually had managed to almost convince Dean you were fine. The three of you spending a good few hours seated at the kitchen table and reminiscing about days gone past. You were cracking jokes again, and laughing at his. From across the table Dean would watch as the corners of your eyes would crinkle and you would double over in laughter. If he could he would stay in this moment forever. One where you all were happy and full of energy.

and then that perfect little image had to fade.

It was almost like you ran out of steam or something because your laughter slowly pattered out and it was like watching you cave in on yourself. You became quiet again, losing yourself in thought as you washed the dishes. Dean couldn't stop himself from glancing over at you each time you passed him a plate or dish to dry. That dullness behind your eyes. Leaning backwards, he made eye contact with his brother. The younger Winchester slowly beginning to see what he was talking about.

“You know what, I can finish up here Y/N. You've already done so much for us.” Sam pipped up, putting a reassuring hand on your back.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, of course.”

Raising your hands in surrender you backed away from the sink. “Well then go for it I guess.” You sighed. “Ill be on the porch if you need me.” retreating from the kitchen once more, you paused at the threshold. “Dean, you comin?”

“Oh, uh- yeah. Yeah ill be out in a sec. Im gonna help Sam finish up.” Dean quickly stuttered. He watched as you gave him a puzzled look before walking away. Not a second later a soapy hand smacked the back of his head.

“Why'd you do that? That was probably the perfect time to talk to her.”

“I. . .Panicked?”

“You-” Sam paused, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You panicked? Since when do you panic around Y/N?”

“I don't know! Sue me!” Dean whisper snapped, rubbing the suds off the back of his head from where his brother had smacked him.

There was another round of silence before a grin slowly spread across Sam's face as he watched his brother. “God, you are so in love with her aren't you?”

“Shut up.”

“Its cute.”

“Dammit Sammy, I said shut up.” Dean growled, wiping his hands off with a towel before throwing it on the counter and walking out of the kitchen and in the direction you had gone.

Dean was expecting to have to search for you, but it only took two steps out the front door to find you. Between the string of yellowish porch lights and the yard lights in the planter boxes you were easy to find. The sun had set hours ago, but the night air was still warm, and the stars were brighter than usual. You were stretched out in the grass, drowning in the sea of life around you as blades of grass tickled the soles of your feet. You were fiddling with the dials of your old radio when you heard the bang of the screen door, looking up.

“You okay?”

“Yeah.”

“Sam again?”

“. . .Yeah.” Dean sighed, making his way down the steps before stopping and sitting on the last one. “But its nothing. You dont need to worry.”

“I always worry.”

“I know.’ He paused, watching as you sat up and swung your body around to face him. “You must really like it here.”

You shrugged, setting the radio down in the grass as some oldies playlist softly fell through the speakers. “Yeah. Its quiet here. Unlike every sketchy motel in America.”

“Yeah. You’re right about that.” He lightly chuckled, pausing only for a moment when you got up and moved to sit down next to him, hands wrapped around your knees.

The two of you sat like that for awhile, letting a comfortable silcen fall between you. No words spoken. Just easy silence. During that time it felt like the world had stopped. The only sound being the soft hum of the radio next to you and the even softer drone of katydids and crickets that seemed to come from everywhere. At some point a yellow tabby cat slunk across the grass just beyond reach of the porch lights, jumping up to swat at a lightning bug.

After a few minutes you spoke up again, your voice soft. “Thats another thing I like about you.”

“What?”

“Your a good person to sit with. You always offer silent comfort when needed. Sometimes before I realize I even need it.”

A small smile fell across his lips as he turned his head to look at you, surprised to find you already looking back. You were much closer than he originally realized, and he felt his breath hitch in his throat. You could feel his breath fan across your lips when he exhaled.

God, you were so close- so fucking close. The temptation to close the remainder of the gap between you had Deans heart doing barrel rolls. It was like some silence dance between the two of you, both set of eyes meeting before focusing on lips- and then back up to eyes.

And then the moment was severed when you pulled back, shaking it off.

Dean sucked in a breath after watching you for another moment. “You gonna really tell me what’s going on with you?” He finally spoke, making sure to keep his voice soft as yours, afraid to disturb the serenity laid out in front of you.Somewhere in the distance a dog barked.

“Does it really matter?”

“Yes. Because I’m worried and can see that you aren’t your usual self.”

You didn’t make eye contact, instead you kept your gaze on the tabby stalking through the grass. Why were you so afraid to say it out loud? It had been gnawing at you for days now but actually saying it? And to Dean no less?

“Dean, I think I’m gonna quit hunting.”

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geektrashfan · 4 years ago

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"This is it Sam, I can feel myself fading"

"DEAN YOU CAN'T--"

"After everything we've been through, I can't--"

"Dean after everything we've been through, everyone we lost, you can't leave me alone, not like this--

Jack, if you're listening, PLEASE, just one last miracle, one last time"

Sam can see his brother's eyes droop, the light going slowly.

Not like this. We faced worse, you can't go like this

"Jack ple--"

He wasnt expecting to be cut off by a flash of bright light--

So much for a blaze of glory- a fucking vamp mime got him.

Dean feels the black closing in, his heart slowing, and the cliched flashes of life. The last is a flash of the familiar trench coat--

"How is he doing?" Eileen signs while putting down the coffee.

"Could be better, but yea he's out of danger"

"I'm sorry Sam, if I had been with you on the hunt I could have helped, I could ha--"

"May be you would have been dying too. We are no longer Chuck's favourites so who knows what could have happened. And I cant afford to see you both like this"

With a soft smile, Eileen cups Sam's face with a look that tells him 'things are going to be okay now'

"Hey, I have a thought. What do you think about not going out there? We can set up a base, we have the bunker, handle logistics and research" and I can be like Bobby

"Do you think it'll work?"

"Why not? We both know a normal apple pie life isn't for us, at least not for the Winchesters. And Garth managed it well, has a wife and kids. May be he could give me pointers on how to go about doing it."

"Getting a wife and kids?"

"A middle ground somewhat, but yea..the wife thing too"

"I guess it doesnt hurt to try..both"

When he opened his eyes, Dean was expecting cookie-cutter heaven (or greeted by Rowena). What he didnt expect was being back in his bed in the bunker, with the soft hairy mess of Miracle at his feet.

"What memory is this now?"

"It's not a memory Dean"

The low gravelly voice snapped him fully awake. There he was, on a chair beside Dean's bed, blue tie, trench coat, messy hair and suit-back in full form.

"Cas--is that really you? Are you really here?"

"Yes it's me" Cas stares into the green eyes

"I regret not coming sooner, heaven needed me."

"Heaven? You went back to heaven but you didnt come home? So what, Jack being God means you're back to being a soldier?"

"That is--that isnt the case Dean. Jack is hands-off and he needed someone to be there, to set things up. The bomb, the empty--it threw everyone out, for quiet time. Angels are back and most of them werent adjusting well with new boss. It took some convincing, but finally there is a new order upstairs. I have been there, keeping the peace, with some close-knit people."

"Okay--wow. Reordering Heaven, what--what are the chang--you know what, I dont even want to be bothered. As long as those winged idiots stay in line and dont threaten your life--"

"I dont think they'll want to go against the boss' father"

Both chuckle at that..so it wasnt a dream, Jack really is God and Cas really is back, and Dean is free...

"There's something more Dean. I'm..I'm not an angel anymore...I am human."

It takes more than a second for Dean to register that..

"Cas" He tries for casual but the shaky voice gives it away, "you said something, right before--did you--how long have you felt this way?"

"A long time"

"And you still do?"

"Yes"

"Stay here then, with us, with me. This is your home after all"

"Of course"

"I guess I should see the sasquatch"

"I'll go get them"

Dean watched Cas move and felt a warmth spread across his chest. "Hey Cas, I love you too"

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"How you feeling?"

"Scared and nervous"

"Dude, you punched God"

"But this is different. This is committing my life to someone, sharing all the good and bad"

"You and me share all the good and bad"

"You know what I mean! But hey, I got you and Cas right here, the good-old-married-couple example"

"We've been together for a year, tops"

"Oh like I didnt suffer the CasDean UST for a decade"

"Whats that?"

"Nothing"

"May I have this dance?"

"Do you see anyone else lining up to dance with me?" Cas rolled his eyes, some things dont change after all

"Gotta say, seeing the big family together at a wedding is pretty great...wish mom and dad could see this"

"Well, they are watching over you, new heaven order and all"

"You know, Sam had this life planned, with Jess, before dad disappeared and all this craziness started. He got his happy life in some way or the other"

"And you didnt have it planned?"

"I thought I'd be dead by now, the way I had been living. Never thought I'd live to see grey hair"

"I like the grey"

And I like this, you and me happy together.

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"What if the baby doesn't like me?"

"He'll like you just fine"

"It's a nerd baby"

"Baby arent born nerds Dean. And besides, he's Sam's kid, no way he wont adore you"

"You think so?"

"Yeah"

May be Charlie is right. I mean Sam loves him, no reason the baby wouldn't.

Wow, his baby brother has a baby now, talk about time flying.

"How are they doing? Is everything fine at the hospital? Did the baby come yet? I got one of every toy."

Okay, Cas is definitely way way more anxious.

"Relax you people, if you're freaking out now, I have news for you...parenthood is hard" Jody chimes in

"It's not like we dont have any experience, Jack had his trouble period"

That earns a big laugh.

"Cas..Jack was a special kid, human kids are more trouble"

"Ohh"

Dean can get used to this. This soft domestic life, theres no picket fence but theres plenty love. He still occassionally thinks he doesnt deserve it, when he does, Cas is right by his side to kiss that worry away.

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ildivine · 4 years ago

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its nice to date a two year old android cuz i feel like im smart in some ways but im still learning about emotions. ze had to help me differentiate being mean and being aggressive or just irritable, cuz i grew up thinking i cant do those things or its Mean.

and i am mean sometimes, and sometimes more often to some ppl rather than others, and w some introspection i come to realize its centrally irritation. where that comes from ... is widely diverse, i guess. but i know it comes from once place, which is Me.

being selfish is strange too cuz im used to people stepping all over me. there is some dignity in saying something to make a point, but its short-lived, and the fuse goes out quickly.

its strange to grow into. connor has spent so much time learning how to find peace and be happy, and ive been trying so hard to find peace and be happy by default, without knowing how to do it. meditation, reading books, things i didn’t think i could do in the belief i was too dumb or damaged.

i still do, and i think i will always, feel a little dumb or damaged compared to the rest of the world. but i think thats ok if everyones outdated eventually. the fact the world will move on without me is strange as i have to be remembered to move on to my next life, and care deeply about making a good impression & getting into people’s hearts. difficult to do with new mexico, and this place has definitely roughened my skin, but its strange be ok with being a jackass sometimes. everyone goes through it and in the past i was much worse.

i keep thinking i can get rid of that part of myself instead of finding something else to do. watching tv and playing games helps with distraction, and i enjoy getting out my emotions in writing, but its the feeling of something lacking that made me want to Get A Job Or Die, because i feel worthless.

i hate myself and feel worthless all the time. and fighting that has been hard. taking other peoples shit, i am tired of. i give and give and rarely does it pay off, i only realize at 28 years old. i guess it was bound to happen eventually but i... feel immature all the time. i dont think that will ever fade, either. despite my old soul, i feel young & dumb & always behind. i dont know how to undo that.

i understand loving another, but not myself. i only started being able to differentiate love and i still struggle understanding romantic and platonic attraction, and sexual, and none or also all of them combined. being in love feels a lot less exciting than it used to, after you get to know each other, and i think its OK to fall out of that kind of love. it made me wonder if i only love ppl if i am in the mood for it, cuz of my history of dating & then ditching for someone else. polyamory between two people is now... tiring enough. i wanted to be single forever but i think i just need to only stick around some people in my life, which dean showed me over the years. dave and sam are better off as friends for me and connor and i always ask ourselves and each other how we feel because we are blossoming the understanding of ‘dating’. i have never dated traditionally even dating sam who was very romantic... it is new to buy candles and flowers and try to do it myself, but dating connor taught me how traditionally it is done, and it is new and fun as i had the tendancy to fall in love at first sight and then quickly ruin it with codependency. our pace has varied from spending all of our time together as i figured was inevitable to taking days apart because we simply know we need to, and we should.

living alone has taught me a lot about personal space and privacy, but i still have a lot more to learn. i aspire to keep learning and working and that aspiration is what keeps me here, and also makes me want to kill myself and venture on to find something better. but i feel like if i tried, i would probably be reset in a more difficult situation anyway.

at least i am used to it here, now

#>>.txt #im havin a bad brain day so sry this is so choppy #im twitchh #y #lmao #case in point

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title: Arranged to keep her safe

pairing: Ketch x Sister!Reader

kink square filled: Accent Kink

dark square filled: Ketch

heaven & Hell square filled: the colt

ABO square filled: arranged marriage

Rating: 18+

tags: Alpha claiming omega, Presenting as both Alpha and omega, fighting, vaginal penetration (like in the last few paragraphs), flirtation, making out, blood, sibling training

word count: 9,777

Created for @spndarkbingo @spnkinkbingo @heavenandhellbingo @spnabobingo

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hunting for any reason at all is something you have always wanted to do… but your brothers Sam & Dean Winchester weren’t going to let you…

they instead were gonna honor your parents wishes & raise you to be normal… this meant no hunting for you, but you knew something was up one day when your brothers arrived back at the bunker with another man.

it wasn’t Cas or anyone you knew, it was someone new… someone who looked like he was striking a deal of sorts with your brothers.

Dean came over to you while Sam stayed talking with the mysterious guest.

Dean: “come sis, let’s go for a walk.”

You never turned down the chance to take a walk with your older brother. Dean as always takes your arm & leads you out of the bunker, both of you walking down the same long dirt road you often walked down.

Dean: “I’m guessing you have questions about the hush hush visitor.”

You nodded. Very unsure if you wanted to hear your brother’s answers.

YN: “who is he first of all?”

Dean: “his name is Arthur Ketch.. Look sis, Sammy and I have kept you out of as much of the danger as possible. But in their wills they said if Sam and I ever had to Bayer a deal, we were to use you as a bargaining chip. Well that had happened for we have arranged for you to marry Ketch… ”

YN (yelling): “so what I don’t even have a say… I don’t get the chance to decide my own future… Yet you & Sam get to decide my future for me… In what universe did you think I would ever be okay with this…”

Dean was a little shocked, he had never heard you raise your voice at him like ever… That kinda hurt him, but how else was he expecting you to react after all he just dropped bomb central on you.

Dean: “YN look I know your upset, but please understand that this is a good thing especially with the danger Sam & I are heading into… I wanted to be the one to tell you about this kiddo cause i knew that Sam could finish this deal in propriety while I somehow convinced you that this marriage is a good thing.“

You were pacing, you had no idea what the hell was happening, your brothers were auctioning your life, your future.

YN: “what could possibly be so important that you and Sam would gamble my future away?"

Dean: "the colt!"

You had heard the legends of this magnificent gun that could kill pretty much anything… You even got to see it in action once…

Yn: "are you sure it’s the same colt that Bella took & sold?"

Dean: "yep cause ketch showed it to us, the second we said we would make him an offer he couldn’t possibly refuse, you were that offer… we need to get the colt back, there is danger brewing sis, for what we fear is coming you cannot be here… you cannot witness whats about to happen. do not fight us on this… you can get to know him first but your getting married to him before he has to bring you back to his home. if there had been another bargaining option we would have done so… look let me make it up to you. ill take you on your first hunt as my way of an apology…what do you feel like sis, Ghost, poltergeist or vamps?”

YN: “thats okay bro, i like the sound of going on my first hunt but i say why not all 3, are they all roughly in the same area… but where is he from?”

Dean: “ketch is british… yes yes they are, about 5-10 minutes from eachother. all along the road to come back here. but sis, if we go on this string of hunts you must understand that if you start feeling weird like your body starts converging or starts to feel really really warm all of the sudden, tell me immediately.”

You looked really confusingly at your brother, but agreed none the less. then your mind went into the thoughts of omg, me married, thats a scary thought…

YN: “what about your honoring mom and dads wishes?”

Dean: “well im sure they will be just as proud of how much we have trained and protected you all the same. but Sam and i want to see you wed incase trouble strikes sooner than expected.”

YN: “isnt Ketch apart of the British Men of Letters?”

Dean: “yes he is…”

YN: “didnt they try to kill you guys?”

Dean: “that was a precaution according to them… they didnt know whether we were friend or foe…”

Your eyes went wondering what the british men of letters would think of you… not that you know they would be able to do anything, i mean by the time you get back you and Ketch technically would already be married.

YN: “do you think Ketch would want to join me for a run into town? i need a few things and i figure you guys want a beer & liquor stalk..”

Dean: “does this mean you are ready to meet him?”

you nod… nervous feelings building in your stomach but you dismissed them.

Dean: “okay i know your probably nervous as hell right now but chill. Ketch would be a fool not to fall instantly for you…”

you took a few breaths as you and Dean re-entered the bunker, Dean freely goes down the stairs, you peak over the railing as Dean calls…

Dean: “we are back…”

Sam and another man who you presumed was Ketch came out of the study and the first glance you got of Ketch practically knocked you off your feet… when Dean turned around to introduce you he noticed you werent behind him, so he figured your nerves were getting the better of you…

Dean: “come on down YN, there is someone down here who is anxious to meet you…”

you nervously went back up the stairs and stood up descending the staircase, you could feel the eyes of your brothers and one longing gaze from the man who was to be your husband.

Ketch made his way to the bottom of the staircase, to recieve your hand in his own and to plant a kiss to the back of your hand.

Arthur: “YN, you are even more radiant than your brothers described. my name is Ketch, Arthur Ketch.”

YN: “My dear brother had said you were dashing, he didnt say you were moi caliente.”

this made Arthur laugh as he helped you the rest of the way down the stairs.

your brothers were seeing the way you and Ketch were looking at eachother, you and Arthur went to sit in the study, you went on your laptop and placed orders for your hunting clothing a couple other items and then Arthur had you help pick out the engagement/wedding bands.

with everything ordered, you turned to Dean to bat your eye lashes…

Dean: “let me guess you want to stay here kiddo?”

YN: “ill call tim and tell him to have the usual order ready and if your worried about getting girl coodies all over baby, then take my jag… i mean ill let you drive it just this once Dean… but you break it you repair it, do you hear me…”

Dean: “of course… come on Sam, your coming with me to help me carry this shit..”

neither sam nor dean said much of a goodbye after you said they could take the jag… you and arthur just laughed at how fast they ran out of there. this left you and arthur alone in the bunker.

you eventually got up to pour you and Arthur some drinks, his gaze not leaving your body. like he was mentally undressing you or something.

YN: “see something you like?”

Arthur: “just enjoying the delicious view that is you…”

YN: “well that is something i certainly can easily get used to hearing.”

you brought the drinks to where you guys were sitting and pulled out your phone calling tim…

Tim: “YN hows it going girl?”

YN: “exceptional as always, man my brothers are doing the town run today… they are doing my bidding for once… can u have the usual order ready? i dont know how long till they get there… they have to stop at a few places for me first…”

Tim: “of course i will have that ready. see ya round chica.”

you hung up the phone and felt Arthur’s arm around your waist… this sent your body into a hotter state… Arthur smelled this right away.

Arthur: “i love that heated scent you are giving off…”

YN: “your accent is turning me on and i am getting another heated burst…”

Arthur: “do you get these heat bursts often?”

YN: “only around the full moon. but this time seems worse…”

Arthur: “your presenting… how much do you know about the history of hunters?”

YN: “my brothers have mostly kept me out of that loop… why what do you mean i’m presenting.?.”

Arthur: “YN just try to cool down… you need to keep your temp at a decent temperature like keep calm dont let your emotions go out of control.”

YN: “why whats happening to me?”

Arthur: “just do what i say… lets distract you… wanna show me this fabulous garage you guys have?”

you get up but a hand reaching for yours startles you slightly but feels normal as you both walk to the garage… you open the door and walk inside. you walk around and lean against the impala as Arthur looks around.

Arthur: “and all these belong to you and your brothers.?.”

YN: “yep… its a family business find beaten down cars get them, sell them or keep them… spare cars… in hunting its needed or so my brothers say.”

Arthur: “you look sexy leaning against the impala like that…”

Arthur had removed his blazer and now stood in front of you…

Arthur: “i saw that look back at the computer. do you want to talk about it?”

YN: “i saw the look on your face with those totals. i would understand if you want to yell at me… but know its gonna go a long way…”

Arthur in that moment answered the only way that he deemed logical… pressing himself against you as he held your waist planting a kiss to your lips… this was unexpected, this was also your first kiss…

YN: “i think this conversation is better left for somewhere a little more comfortable…”

Arthur: “i dont know im pretty comfy right here…”

you had no complaints the next hour and a half were spent making out while having you sit on the hood of the impala… your heat bursts became more frequent as time passed.

Arthur: “are you alright love? your burning up…”

YN: “make it stop… make the burning stop…”

Arthur: “your brothers are gonna walk in at any minute… but i can do this…”

Arthur in that moment pulls back from you and removes his shirt, the cooling sensation of his skin against yours made your heat bursts slow drastically.

Arthur: “im an alpha as such i have a right to wait till you present fully to claim you… to make my mark on you, to claim you as my own. your brothers are alphas as well, they have been massively protective of you, but thats their nature. thats how this works. your scent is all over the place i cant tell what you are presenting as but if your heat is this bad i would think maybe an alpha…”

you and arthur went back to making out, the sound of tires approaching on the dirt road, the purr of the sweet engine, you knew that was your jag, thats when it happened.

you pulled back as Arthur backed away you turned to look at yourself in the mirror of the impala. you then let out a earth shattering scream, as your brothers pulled up into the garage upon the sight of you screaming. they got out of the jag and went to Arthur…

Dean: “whats happening?”

Arthur: “she’s presenting… did you guys not tell her about any of this?”

Dean: “no we didnt per to our parent’s wishes.”

Arthur: “well i couldnt tell from her scent what she is, but i guess we are about to find out…”

at that moment you let out a roar, it shook the entire compound. Dean, Sam and Arthur were all ready incase your instincts decided to turn you animal…

thats when you turned to look at everyone, your eyes flashed immediately from gold to red to kind of a blood gold. the words you heard after that went something like this…

Sam: “thats impossible…”

Dean: “arthur you need to be ready buddy, i dont know how she is entirely gonna be right now…”

Arthur: “she is the first hunter ever to present as both Alpha and Omega… lets see what i can do…”

Arthur took everything that could possibly scare you out of his pockets and off his person, then he made his slow approach to you…

Arthur: “YN, take it easy babe… lets try something.. nod if you can hear me and recognize who i am..”

you nod watching his blurry figure coming closer.

Arthur: “babe, nod if i can approach you fully…”

you nod again kind of un tensing at the soft touch of his hands on your forearms. Arthur came round behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. he then brushed your hair away from your neck and shoulder.

the next thing you hear is a growl from behind you, your eyes went wide at hearing this… it was like your entire body was no longer responding for its own, but instead to Arthur and his movements.

Arthur let out a loud shattering roar before sinking his fangs into your shoulder… this made you let out a moaning roar.. your brothers eyes went wide as they watched Arthur claim you…

blood was dripping down your back and front, as well as down Arthurs chest. with each drop that hit the ground this made your brothers growl lowly… but nothing compared to how you would be feeling after this little session.

After 5 minutes Arthur removed his fangs from you, he then spun you round to face him… the familiarity of his features was almost like a ray of sunshine. suddenly your eye sight became un blurred, it was also the fact that now you were seeing clearly that your eyes first saw the blood.

YN: “whose blood is that, ugh why do i feel weird, what happened…”

Arthur: “what do you remember?”

YN: “nothing, will someone explain while i go get towels so Arthur and i can get cleaned up…”

your brothers made sure the jag was in the garage and that the outside door to the garage was closed, before following to continue explaining to you what you couldnt remember.

Dean: “we got home to find you screaming into the impala side mirror, when we asked Arthur about it he said you were presenting and that he didnt know what you would be presenting as. then we saw your eyes… they will be that blood gold for a while, but the bloodlust and the other alphaic traits were subsided when Arthur claimed you thats why there was so much blood. look YN we are so sorry we didnt tell you about any of this but we are the best hunters around for a reason. our senses are heightened thats why hunting comes so easy to us. thats why its gonna be easy for you as well.. in fact i declare a family hunting trip. Ketch that includes you, your apart of this family now. so every gear up and do what you need to do, we leave at sunset… the poltergeist in the asylum is the first stop.”

You smiled at the thought of getting to hunt. This was what you had been training for. This is what you we’re waiting for. Your mind then turned to the thought of all the blood, you zoned out you could feel the blood calling to you.

It wasn’t till you heard your name being called in 3 different vocal tones that you snapped out of it.

YN: "sorry guys I must have zoned out… It was weird I could hear the blood calling to me, it wanted me to drain the source. I am unsure if I like how this is going. But if everyone here is willing to show me the ropes before we leave for this hunt and how to control the bloodlust then I’ll still go on this hunt as long as everyone feels like i can control my bloodlust and abilities perfectly.”

Arthur: “dont worry babe once we get cleaned up, we will all go over to the training center and we will teach you everything you need to know.”

you finish wiping off all the blood and then you walk to your room, going inside you close your door then taking off your bloody clothes you threw them in the laundry…

you then picked up your phone and called Dean…

Dean: “whats wrong sis?”

YN: “can you bring me my stuff from the jag so i can pack…”

your brother, your brother sure he was a giant pain in the ass, but he was the only person you trusted to bring you the stuff and not hesitate to walk in… he has seen you worse…

Dean however walks in several moments later as your at your mirror desk half robed looking at the bite mark…

YN: “will it ever go away?”

Dean: “it will just look like you got in a fight with something and won… honestly are you okay?”

YN: “honestly, i’m not sure… i mean physically except for the pain of having been bitten im fine but mentally there is something in there and its fighting me… Dean im scared, i dont want to hurt anyone. i would rather die than hurt anyone…”

Dean: “hey, theres no need for that kind of talk… look Ketch no matter how much of an ass he is, he loves you alot… he loved you enough to claim you… thats a huge deal… something Sam and i never could achieve… but your probably the most badass out of all of us, your half alpha and half omega… that makes you the strongest… now throw on your normal workout clothes and come along sis Arthur and Sam are waiting in the training center. now that you have presented we wont go easy on you..”

you turned to fully look at your brother…

YN: “you mean you and Sam were going easy on me… does that mean when i beat you, you werent using your full strength…”

Dean: “now now sis, i knew you would react this way just take it easy…”

YN: “take it EASY… i feel like a fool… here i thought i was so strong to beat both of my brothers… geez Dean how much were you holding back…”

Dean: “i was only using 30% of my strength… over the years i gradually increased it… start soft work our way up, with each level passed we increased how much we were exerting… but now that you have presented we dont have to hold back anymore… we are gonna use our full 100% strength and its gonna be 10x harder to take us all down… we all have something to teach you: we talked it over Arthur will teach you how to control your anger, so when in public your eyes are normal color… Sam will work on your agility how to use your speed 10x the normal rate you would go… i will teach you how to tone up your strength so you dont hurt anyone normal when hugging them or shaking their hands. then we will all fight you in a fighters circle type thing. it is one of those mass exercises that are especially helpful in these types of situations…”

You finished getting into your workout gear, and glared at your brother, flashing your eyes quickly from gold to red letting off a low growl.

YN: “your gonna pay for taking it easy on me all these years… both you and sam are gonna be eating training mat…”

Those words made Dean cringe, hearing them come out of your mouth made them worse than necessary… you stalked your way out of your room, down the hallway, going left at the fork and then entering the room, you removed your sandals and charged at Sam whose back was facing you… you then pulled a natasha romanov…

You wrapped your ankles round his neck and flipped him to the ground…

YN: “thats for taking things easy on me bro… oh yeah Dean told me about that, lets just say im not happy about…”

Sam: “well i can tell that your not happy, but why flip me to the ground and how the hell did i not see this coming…”

YN: “what was it you told me… never turn your back on your opponant…”

You were aware at that moment of your other brother entering the room… Dean decided to try to pull that same move on you, you instead jumped and pinned him to the ground…

YN: “told you that both you and Sam would be eating training mat…”

Arthur let out a whistle that caught your attention, you got up off the ground and went over to him… his touch soothing you… as both your brothers got up off the ground.

Arthur: “boys i dont think our lessons are gonna get through until we see what else she can do… cause that was some impressive skill that my girl just pulled off…”

Dean: “oh screw you Ketch… fine little sister thinks she is so tough, fine i challenge YN, my lesson might get taught right now it might not… Sam get off the floor, YN when your ready…”

You kissed Arthur before stepping foot on the floor… this was the kind of thing that always got you excited, this was what you now had been waiting for since presenting… a chance to show your brothers whose the more superior Winchester Sibling.

You took a stance in front of your brother who now was waiting for you to make the first move…

YN: “you think you can beat me bro… lets see im gonna give you a simple task do not hold back… use every ounce of strength you got… once i have taken you down, either Sam or Arthur are allowed to step into the ring to give me their lesson… of course you know bro that just because your my brother doesnt mean ill hold back even an ounce of strength…”

Dean: "are you gonna stand there running your mouth or are you gonna fight?"

YN: "both…”

You and Dean now circling let off low growls… but you stepped to the left to circle the other way, and just dodged Dean lunging at you… he quickly recovered and you jumped high landing on his back…

YN: “had enough yet bro?”

Dean: “of course not…”

Dean flipped over and landed himself on top of you, letting out a roar of disapproval you bunched your knees beneath his body and lodged yourself free sending Dean flying across the room once more…

You half flipped yourself off the ground…

YN: “had enough yet bro?”

Dean: “whats a matter sis? You getting tired yet?”

YN: “not a prayer but i dont want to hurt you… so if you surrender now ill consider making you a few personal sized pies for the trip…”

Dean’s eyes went wide at the mention of pie… but non the less he attempted to lunge at you again… there was something inside you that brought your body into a flat state making Dean fly right over your body and straight into the stack of mats.

Both Arthur and Sam watched as you now stood victorious…

Sam: “well i can just verbally give you your lesson sis… i have no desire to end up like Dean…”

Arthur: “come along babe ill help you make dinner as well as some food for the trip. While i give you my lesson in emotional anger control…”

You first helped your brother off the ground and you gave him a hug…

YN: “sorry D… dont know what came over me…”

Dean: “thats okay, happens to everyone… just dont ever give into the blind rage that you displayed on the floor… that kind of rage is what causes murder… now you guys go make dinner i am gonna go take a hot shower and cool off my enflamed muscles…”

Sam gave you and Arthur a nod to go on your way as he helped make sure Dean got to his room on his own…

Sam: “geez Dean neither of us acted like that when we first presented did we?”

Dean shook his head…

Dean: “nope but i bet i know someone who will… we need to talk to Cas… see if he knows anything about female Alpha/Omega’s ill talk to him… it will be easier if i do the talking since i’m the one who said lets just not tell her and i didnt listen to you when you said we should…”

Sam: “dont blame yourself Dean… you couldnt have forseen any of this.. Now lets go together to talk to cas… lets go find out how to stop this from getting worse for our baby sister…”

Dean: “i still want to take my shower first… we will go after… i mean after dinner while YN and Arthur are being cute and stuff we will say that Cas wants to meet to talk about the impending doom…”

Sam: “you know she wont like it if we lie to her…”

Dean: “i know but Sammy what other choice do we have… we cant let her hunt like this…”

Sam knew Dean was right, so he left his brother so Dean could get his muscles healing… but he still felt bad for how they hid this from their sister… sure it was the right thing to do but when you turned 16 or became a teenager they could possibly have prepared you for this but not all of whats happened is their fault…

Dean texts cas and says to meet outside the bunker in 30 minutes its important… and to text when arrived… Cas responds with okay…

Dean all through his time in his room, he kept running the fight through his head… those attacks you pulled were not normal.. Your fighting skills had never been like that…

Meanwhile in the kitchen you and Arthur were pealing and cutting potatos…

Arthur: “how do you feel love?”

YN: “bout normal, whatever that means… i just cant believe i let Dean talk me into training i knew i would hurt someone… i dont know what came over me… it was like posession or something… but im just glad that through all that your vocals kept me from killing… is that my omega side responding to you my alpha?”

Arthur: “yes it is but that alpha side of yours needs to be put under control… otherwise its gonna be rough road ahead… you mentioned that it felt like posessson… how so love?”

You put the pealed potato on the cutting board in front of Arthur and sighed…

YN: “it was like i lost control of my body, like the actions were not my own… i didnt even recognize my own voice. Babe it was an awful feeling but i cant shake the fact that it didnt feel like me… it was like i lost myself…”

Arthur: “when did you start feeling this way?”

YN: “shortly after you claimed me… it was like a heatwave it just hit me and shortly after Dean hit the mats was when i snapped out of it… “

Arthur: “lets check the lore and see what we can find out but im gonna say that your not going on a hunt till you get this under control… we cant risk anything happening to you in the field… plus it will give us some alone time…”

Arthur winked at you, he had that seductive look in his eyes again… you smiled and went back to making sure you didnt peel your fingers instead of the potatoes… Arthur was definately getting used to your scent…

From the first time Arthur spoke you were used to his accent infact you were turned on by it… meanwhile Dean and Sam were making sure that neither you nor Arthur were looking as they snuck out of the bunker to meet with Cas…

Dean: “thank you for coming Cas…”

Cas: “of course but what happened? You both seem worried.”

Dean: "its YN she presented as both an alpha and an omega… She is having problems gaining control. We are extremely worried… It Was the fact that Ketch bit her he claimed her… LikeLike the proof is right beside the impala… But her emotions she is spiraling. Cas what do you know about this?”

Cas: “her emotional spiral is apart of her alpha side arguing with her omega side, neither side will be at peace till she obeys the laws of the universe that were written out by God himself long before YN existed… she and ketch have to be properly married in the eyes of the holy hosts and consummate their union. Kind of like a royalty thing. This is their destiny, pre arranged by God himself. It cannot be denied. This is her bodies way of saying this needs to happen sooner rather than later."

Dean: "so wait your saying that we have to witness them getting married then their consummation…”

Both Sam and Dean were appauled by this thought but were happy at the idea of getting you back to normal…

The 3 gentlemen went inside the bunker and into the study where they found you and Arthur looking through the lore…

Dean: “hey sprout can I talk to you for a second.?”

YN: “of course like privately?"

Dean nods so you kiss Arthur on the cheek… You follow your brother to his room, where as soon as you enter he shuts the door… you turned around and looked very confusingly at your brother.

YN: “whats wrong D? Your not angry about what happened in training are you? Cause it felt like i was possessed when i was fighting you… like i wasnt in control of my own body..”

Dean: “cas knows how to save you… how you can regain control of your mind, body and emotions.”

YN: “thats great but how do we do that?”

Dean: “well like Sam and Cas are probably explaining to Arthur right now, and i gather that talk may not be going as well as this one… but here it goes… in order for you to be yourself again, you and Arthur have to get married, then consummate the marriage like in royal days where the dignitaries and important people have to witness the consummation… like ASAP…”

Your eyes went wide, but Dean went over to his closet and then pulled out a clothing bag… he lays the clothing bag on his bed and backs up a bit…

Dean: “go ahead sis, take a look… i got it for you as soon as we made this deal with Ketch… i knew you would need it eventually so i was waiting for the right moment to give it to you.”

You opened the bag to reveal a silver column styled one shoulder sequin lace cocktail dress. The side with the shoulder was the one that clearly showed your mark… your eyes went wide, a shocked small shrill of joy fell from your lips, tears of happiness fell from your eyes. You looked at your big brother who was tearing up himself then cleared his throat so he could speak again.

Dean: “YN, every year before now Sammy and i watched you grow into this beautiful young woman… but we know that not telling you about the family gene pool was stupid. But this marriage between you and Arthur was apparently decided by God himself. Which is a load of shit cause it just is, as well as the thought that you are gonna be a married woman… its just so hard… i wish mom and Dad were here to see this, to see the kind of woman you have become… to see you get married. You know they would have gone over board big white wedding type thing… but right now Sam has probably convinced Arthur to call Lady Bevell and request that they be present via skype for this ocassion. Cas is gonna decorate, make this place look more like a castle type setting… suitable for the events… Sam is gonna help Arthur cope with everything… just as im helping you… i know this is alot to process but i promise you, this new journey ahead of you will allow the winchester name and legacy to carry on through you and Arthur. I hope you can understand that once you and Arthur get married you guys arent leaving right away… Arthur wants you to have as much time as you need to adjust to being married before you guys go back to Britain…”

You instantly go over and embrace your brother, he returns your embrace and the moment lasts a few moments then is released…

YN: “thank you… without you and Sam protecting me i dont know what would have happened. I am just glad that i got the 2 best hunters in all of america as my brothers.”

Thats when you heard a knock at the bedroom door… you looked at your brother who then smirked.

YN: “whats going on? Whose at the door?”

Dean: “just go open the door… trust me YN this is needed… let me just grab my monkey suit… or at least the dress shirt…”

You went to the door and opened it to get tackled in a familiar female embrace…

Jo: “getting married huh? And you didnt invite me… good thing mom and i were in the area… we rushed right over here… we also saw bobby in the living room… and rufus and ash has already broken into your fireball whiskey there Dean… he wanted me to tell you that he challenges you to the fireball challenge.”

Dean: “he needs to be careful who he is messing with… ill leave you ladies to get ready… ill shoot a text when its time. Ill also send over your mom to help with anything… and to bring you gals some alcohol.”

Dean takes the shirt that he was gonna wear and leaves out his door closing it behind him… that was when Jo came over to sit on the bed beside you…

Jo: “i know that look want to tell me why your suddenly getting married…”

YN: “to cut a long story short, my brothers found the colt that was stolen from them years ago, and have obeyed mom and dads wishes by trading me for the colt. They said something about needing the colt for the evil thats coming or that they think is coming or something like that… the guy that im set to marry, his name is Arthur Ketch, he is british, he is muscular hot and an alpha who claimed by alpha/omega ass yea i presented as both and it shocked everyone. It caused me to beat up Dean pretty badly in training earlier. I guess Dean and Sam went to Cas for answers now i have to marry Arthur as soon as possible and have it like a royalty thing where the important people witness the consummation between the wedded couple, cause apparently thats what God had put in the book of Destiny for me and Arthur… Cause thats apparently the only way to take the edge off of what my body is arguing over my alpha side and my omega side are arguing. They are fighting which explains alot now that i think about it.. But one thing isnt clear i dont know what to do… i am not even sure im ready for any of this… its like Dean and Sam arent telling me something and things will end up going wrong. Jo im scared…”

Jo hugs you from the side and fears you are gonna spiral if something happens to Sam and Dean…

Jo: “this about it this way girl… your brothers love you very much and right now they are just making sure your future is secure and right now its pretty clear that if what you are telling me is true then we need at least 1 drink to help you through all of this.. By the way do you have any lingere…”

You texted Sam to send the bags from the jag with Ellen… Sam replyed with Ellen has already gotten those and is on her way. You and Jo just lay back and stare at the ceiling not daring to believe that there are forces who have control over the destinies of everyone because he wrote them in some sort of imaginary book…

Jo: “i would be grateful that they at least found you someone hot to marry, i mean all the ones mom has sent my way were fat and ugly.. I couldnt believe they were alphas… i want to marry someone who understands me for me…”

YN: “you know Dean is in love with you right girl… that he has been for a few years now…”

Jo: “i know, he fell in love with me the day he and i danced to REO speedwagon in the roadhouse after hours. I turned him down, i was scared… i didnt want to ruin the friendship we kinda have. I would have told him that day in the roadhouse if mom wasnt picky about who i end up with…”

YN: “Jo as your best friend im gonna say this, i would tell him the truth or just you know kiss him… make him want to claim you… if what he says is true, im achieving what my brothers never could, but you can make this a reality for Dean… just take the risk… dont let your mom no matter how wonderful she is dictate your life. Take charge, we make our own futures…”

You and Jo hugged it out and then went back to admiring your dress… Jo then opened her bag and pulled out the accessories…

Jo: “Dean called me a week ago and warned me to have a few wedding accessories ready for you… he had a feeling that you and Arthur would be married before the end of the month so now lets wait for my mo…”

Before Jo could finish speaking, there was a rap at the door. Jo went and opened it and in came Ellen…

Ellen: “oh honey you’ve grown so much since we last saw you… but now your getting married oh honey, he seems like a very nice man, but i take it from the rush and the hush hush of the wedding that it is a long and crazy story and a really good explanation behind this…”

YN: “it is a really interesting conversation… ill explain later or you can grill Dean for it… but it would mean alot to me Ellen if you and Jo would help me get ready… to look fabulous for the day my life gets back on track.”

Both the ladies in that room with you nodded they sat you down in the chair and had you start going through the bags deciding what kind of lingere to wear with the dress, and what to do with your hair and your nails and it was just a blast… then came time for the dress.. This was the moment you, Jo and Ellen had all been waiting for, with your hair and nails done you felt the fabric slide over your skin, the low moan that left your lips was your thought of Arthur and how he felt against you.

Til this second you hadnt looked in the mirror for the nervous feeling that was gripping you tight was far to great. It wasnt till Ellen and Jo stood you in front of the closet mirror with your eyes closed that the nervous feeling kinda subsided.. It went away faster when they revealed to you your reflection in the mirror.

You put your hands over your mouth for 2 seconds before moving them down your body… then letting out a low squeal of joy, you spun round in the dress. Ellen and Jo snapping photos from every angle…

Jo: “that dress is sexy girl!!!”

Ellen: “YN, that dress is hella purty… your brother has good taste…”

YN: “yes it appears he does.. But i dont understand how the hell could he afford this… ive seen this particular dress, it was like super expensive… how did he afford this…”

Ellen: “your brother went and entered a blackjack tourney while on a hunt… Sam was investigating while Dean was cleaning house.. He used a luck charm he got from a psychic named Pamela Barnes. He said that it was the most he had ever won… but he said that he wanted to put the money away for something for you… something of a peace offering for putting your life and training through hell and back.”

Your eyes went wide, you knew your brother was a gambling shark but to hear that Dean changed his direction while on a hunting trip, just to make enough money to ensure your own happiness.

You were unsure of how to respond… You were now helping Jo do her hair and do her dress up as you girls had done for ages on many numerous occasions.

YN: "my brother strayed from a hunt, just to make money to secure my happiness… Why would he do that? Hunting is more important than my happiness.”

Dean who had been standing in the door way, stepped into the room and spoke.

Dean: “cause you are the most important thing in my life. Being your big brother I wanted to make ensure that your future would be secure even after Sam and I were gone. We could not let you have the Winchester curse of swindling and card scams and and and… I know your still skeptical on marrying Arthur, but right now I can tell you this, the way that it looks out there and then way you look sis, this day is your day. Today is your inheritance. Today is your beginning to do and accomplish what Sam and I have never been able to… I know we were tough on you, but that was out way of protecting you. Anyway I’m here to escort you down the aisle sis. They are ready when you are…”

YN: “Jo Ellen can you guys give me a few moments alone with my brother?"

Both ellen and Jo left the room, this left you and Dean alone.

Dean: "you look exquisite in that dress sis! I knew I made the right choice.”

YN: “I hope someone else sees it that way. I know you are happy for me, but someone in the universe set this, my destiny in motion many a year ago.. Dean I don’t blame you or Sam for hiding the truth, I just wish I would have known about what was gonna happen to me. I love you bro, both you and Sam are the most important things to me. I’m so glad you guys are here to be with me on my wedding day. But bro be honest with me now, what danger is so important that you guys made this deal for the colt.”

Dean: “There is a darkness that is descending upon the world. It’s so bad that we figure having the colt not knowing what we are up against is a good idea. We also figure we can teach you how to hunt like a Winchester and secure your future before we get caught up in this war… This marriage is both your safe haven and your security. Both yours and Arthur’s names are the emergency fail safes on the lease for the impala and the storage container, Bobby’s yard!/house, the roadhouse and of course the bunker. Should me and Sam no longer be around to do anything concerning any of those places or it’s people we had you guys put down. There are also forms for you both to sign regarding the Winchester wills mine and Sam’s if this battle with the darkness goes south all we have is yours and Arthur’s.”

Sam walks in a few moments later and let’s off a whistle…

Sam: “my God sis you look amazing!”

Dean: “doesn’t she just look purty! Is everyone ready?"

Sam nods…

Sam: "yes and everyone is waiting on YN… TheyThey sent me back to find out what’s happening?"

Dean looks at you and you turn away so your brothers don’t see you cry… But they didn’t leave, instead they came up behind you and hugged you… This moment was when you just let the tears fall… both your brothers had you in a group hug, you felt so blessed to have brothers that cared enough to protect you like this.

YN: "thank you for being the best big brothers I could ever have asked for."

Both Sam and Dean sniffle but when you guys broke the hug Sam went back to the door and smiled.

Sam: "see you out there shortly…"

You straightened out and turned to your brother who was holding his arm toward you.

Dean: "ready to do this step sis?"

YN: "so long as you don’t let me fall bro…"

Dean: "you won’t fall not so long as I’m holding onto you."

You stook his arm as Dean sent a message to start the music, through the hall you could hear the start of So Close by John McLaughlin… Then you rounded the corner with Dean just as the crowd turned to see you.

The one set of eyes you locked yours into was Arthurs your only saving grace was those blue eyes making your body feel weak, but making you feel like you wanted to jump him right then right there.

The only thing you were focusing on right then were his eyes, Dean was making sure you didn’t fall, he knew your eyes were locked to Arthur’s but he also was the one thing keeping you from falling..

Reaching the end of the aisle Dean stood there beside you with Sam on the other side of you.

The ceremony then went something like this:

Castiel: "friends and honored guests both in person and on the internet, welcome to the wedding of YN Winchester and Arthur Ketch, who gives this woman to be with this man."

Dean and Sam: "we do.."

Castiel: "will one of you place her hand in his and say repeat after me.."

Dean allowed Sam to do this part since Dean brought you down the aisle… Sam took your left hand and placed it in Arthurs… Castiel got ready to speak again…

Castiel: "do you promise Swearing in good faith to release this young woman into the care of this man whose heart now captivates the heart of your dear sister here? Do you also swear not to take for granted the life you and Dean gave your sister to live even if you were concealing the truth from her.? You may now say your vow on behalf of you and your brother. "

Sam: "YN, we concealed the truth from you as per to our parents wishes, but we made the decision to not tell you the truth when you technically came of age again. Cause you were so happy just training with us and helping us do research. We didn’t want to burden you with the hunters curse information and make you worry. So on profession of our good faith and trust, do so release our sister YN into her marriage to Arthur Ketch. We also swear not to take the life we let her lead for granted cause in the end of it we were just protecting her for the sake of our parents will. We love you so much biscuit, we hope you can be happy enough to allow the Winchester legacy to continue ever more through you.”

To hear your brother say those words made you start to cry as Sam placed a kiss to your cheek, he then backed away and left you with Arthur at the alter. Castiel continued.

Castiel: “very well… marriage in the eyes of God and the hosts is how the love we give is the love we receive. Marriage is how what we are here to celebrate today… The bond that unites the souls of YN and Arthur is the same bond that unites an alpha with their omega… No manner of being is powerful enough to break that bond, Not even God himself. Now before we exchange rings and vows does anyone object to this union?”

No one spoke up so Cas continued…

Castiel: “it’s time for the rings and the vows. When your ready Arthur you can place the ring on YNs left hand and say the vows you have for her.”

Arthur takes the ring places it on your finger and begins to speak.

Arthur: “my beautiful YN, my angel, my beauty to my beast. I love how much you have meant to me these last few hours. I know that learning the truth has not been easy for you, but knowing your now my claimed Omega had put my life back on track. Now i feel whole, for the first time in my life i have clarity and now i have a bright bright future. I love you so much my love. You are my new guiding star which i promise to love, cherish, honor, protect and care for for the rest of my natural life… i promise to uphold the basic deeds and to share the responsibilities of a husband. Neither of us ever have to walk the life of a hunter alone again.”

You felt the cool band on your finger and picked up his and did the same thing he just did to you.

YN: “Arthur, for years i was subjected to the protection of my brothers brought on by my parents wish left in their will. I now know my own strength has been within me this entire time. My sheer force of will was shown when i was training earlier it was like i had another person inside of me fighting to get out. But you brought me back from the edge of disaster, you brought me out of the dark. For that I will ever more be grateful. From hence forth I swear to protect, love, cherish, honor, respect, and care for you for the rest of our lives. I hope one day in the future when we have a family of our own, we will not make the mistake of hiding this from our kids. That we will tell them the truth no matter the consequences. I love you Arthur, always and forever!”

Castiel continued speaking for it was now time to sign the papers and do the heavenly blessing.

Castiel: “now it’s time for our couple to come over here to sign the marriage papers for both Britain and USA. Legalities are a pain in the ass. Please wait patiently while they sign these documents.”

Both you and Arthur went to the table off to the side to sign the papers, after a total of 15 signatures on 6 different documents, you both took place once more in front of Cas in front of the crowd.

Castiel: “now as an Angel of the Lord, i am honored to bestow the heavenly blessing on these two…”

At that moment the room kinda darkened as Cas began to speak again.

Castiel: “By the powers of Heaven and its hosts i honorably bestow to thee the blessings written for thee in the book of knowing, that by the book all things are written so they shall be… this couple in the book of heaven has the following to be bestowed to them this day: Fertility, wisdom, strength, faith and many more. The will of the almighty who wrote the book is that you both live the life you have together and never let anything stand between you. On that note, it is my esteemed honor to introduce to you for the first time Mr and Mrs Arthur and YN Ketch. Arthur you may now kiss your bride.”

The entire room was exploding with applause. You giggled as Arthur pulled you square to his chest and kissed you passionately. Camera lights snapped and cheering errupted. The kiss lasted for a few moments.

Then came the first dance… you of course had danced before but not like this… not at something celebrating you, of course dancing now with Arthur, your husband (geez that was gonna take some getting used to), making out a bit on the dancefloor. Was the highlight of your evening.

Then the time for you and Arthur to give a speech was up… after the speeches that Sam, Dean, and Jo gave you and Arthur couldnt possibly do any worse.

Arthur: “thank you all so much for supporting us. I know i havent known all of you for that long but now having married one person who is most important to many of you im sure we will become good friends in no time at all.”

YN: “i have a couple of thank yous to give out… the first one is to Castiel, thanks Cas for directing the ceremony and for the decoration this is really spectacular. The next thank you goes to my best friend Jo, you are like my sister thank you for helping me get ready for this eventful evening which is why i have to also tie this thank you in with the one i have for Dean… would the both of you just make a move already… i have heard both ends of your love story for both sides… Bro would you do me a favor and kiss her already… i know this is my day but that doesnt mean you cant take 5 seconds and tell Jo how you really feel about her… plus i want to see you happy Bro… oh and Dean thank you for everything from introducing us earlier this day to getting me a dress ahead of time and all the other details in there… im sorry for being such a pain in the ass little sister. I hope you find some happiness with Jo… honestly you guys deserve to be happy with eachother. And finally to my husband, Arthur what i said in my vows, I remembered what happened in the garage it honestly terrified me… i cant believe i almost hurt you… but you claiming me brought me out of the dark and back to the light. I cant begin to imagine what that must have been like for you. And i know you and i have growing to do as a couple, i look forward to the day when we can look back on the events of this day from our meeting till now and see the journey of a thousand miles in one simple day. So thank you for being my kryptonite…”

Arthur: “on top of those thank yous i would also like to thank Sam and Dean for helping to raise such a feisty young woman, i am honored to call you two brother.”

Castiel steps up again and a kind of silent ish bell chimes.

Castiel: “its time for the consummation… those who were told ahead of time to witness this please follow us now but those that were not please enjoy the festivites as they do continue. The bar is fully stocked please enjoy your time.”

Arthur and You went followed by 10 other people to your room. Where it now looked like that of what would be in a palace. Arthur of course carried you over the threshhold and gently set you back on your feet as the crowd poured in watching as the following took place:

Arthur helping to undo your dress

You helping Arthur out of his shirt and unbuckling his pants, watching as he pushed them off.

Arthur then laying you down on the bed, diving himself between your legs his eyes locked to your own. His hard cock positioned at the entrance to your pussy.

Arthur: “just focus on me… no one else here matters right now. Its you and me right now. This is about us… ill go slow…”

YN: “i trust you…”

Arthur kissed you passionately as he thrust his hard cock into your pussy at the same time.

You could feel the darkness melting into a corner, you felt comfortable, you felt normal… that feeling was the feeling of you coming into the powers of both your Alpha and Omega sides blending.

*epilogue*

Twas the next morning that you both woke up to a knock at the door. Covering up you both stayed in bed cuddling…

Arthur: “enter.”

Dean enters the room and clears his throat…

Dean: “Sam and i were gonna go on those hunts later if you guys are interested in joining. Believe me when i say that these hunts are gonna be amazing. Cas already took on the ghost… which is fine… that leave the fun stuff for us 4 to deal with. What do you guys say?”

Arthur looked down at you and you looked up at him, then both of you back at your brothers.

Arthur: “sounds like a family hunting trip… hows about it babe? Ready to hunt!”

YN: “saving people, hunting things, it truly is the family business… when do we leave?”

Arthur reaches beside the bed and into his bag pulling out a box and tossing it to Dean. Dean opens it and brings it over to show you… The Colt.

Arthur: “as promised Brother here is the colt back now in your possession.”

~thats all folks~

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legion1993 · 5 years ago

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Arranged to Keep Her Safe

title: Arranged to keep her safe

pairing: Ketch x Sister!Reader

kink square filled: Accent Kink

dark square filled: Ketch

heaven & Hell square filled: the colt

ABO square filled: arranged marriage

Rating: 18+

tags: Alpha claiming omega, Presenting as both Alpha and omega, fighting, vaginal penetration (like in the last few paragraphs), flirtation, making out, blood, sibling training

word count: 9,777

Created for @spndarkbingo @spnkinkbingo @heavenandhellbingo @spnabobingo

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hunting for any reason at all is something you have always wanted to do… but your brothers Sam & Dean Winchester weren’t going to let you…

it wasn’t Cas or anyone you knew, it was someone new… someone who looked like he was striking a deal of sorts with your brothers.

Dean came over to you while Sam stayed talking with the mysterious guest.

Dean: “come sis, let’s go for a walk.”

Dean: “I’m guessing you have questions about the hush hush visitor.”

You nodded. Very unsure if you wanted to hear your brother’s answers.

YN: “who is he first of all?”

Dean was a little shocked, he had never heard you raise your voice at him like ever… That kinda hurt him, but how else was he expecting you to react after all he just dropped bomb central on you.

You were pacing, you had no idea what the hell was happening, your brothers were auctioning your life, your future.

YN: "what could possibly be so important that you and Sam would gamble my future away?"