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Y’all -

@maddieburcham1 is reading Invisible right now and I am LIVING for her comments.  Sorry I’m lurking on you, babe, but I’m glad you’re enjoying the story! 

[impalaimagining]

Congrats Taylor! Could I request #4 with Sam x reader. And you can angst the fuck out of it!

I hope you’re thinking of me when you fuck her.

Their teeth clinked together as his mouth enveloped hers, her moans falling short as he swallowed them. As the two of them tangled themselves up in one another, they missed the rumble of the Impala pulling up to the motel room you’d confined Sam to for this hunt. There was no way Dean was letting him back into it so soon, not after finding out about the demon blood.

“Sam! I have someth- are you fucking kidding me?” You dropped your bag by the door and lifted your gun.

“Y/N!” Sam shoved Ruby off of him and scrambled to get his pants buttoned. “You - you and Dean - you were supposed to be gone until tomorrow!” He stammered. 

“Wrapped up the hunt early. Was easier than we expected. This is what I come home to?” You waved the barrel of your gun in Ruby’s direction. 

“Whoa, whoa, why’s your gun - shit.” Dean walked up behind you, already on the defensive, but understanding when he saw the demon in the room. “Take it easy, sweetheart.” He reached for your arm and tried to push it down, but you were holding steady.

“She’s fucking dead, Dean.” You hissed.

“Okay, yeah, I get that, but you know a bullet won’t kill her. Won’t even hurt her. C’mon, holster it.” He talked you down, and you unloaded the chamber and tucked the gun back into your belt.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Seething, you made your way across the room to the black-eyed bitch in the corner.

“Sam called me.” She snarked, victorious.

“He - he called you.” You chuckled, shaking your head. “He called you.” You repeated. “You know, that’s... that’s okay. That’s fine. He can have you. He can have you and all the other sluts he wants. I’m out of here. Dean, you have my number, and I’ll call you if I’m ever in any real trouble.” Lifting your bag once again, slinging it over your shoulder, you held everything you owned. You slipped Sam’s necklace off over your head and threw it onto the floor, then turned on your heel and started for the road. “Enjoy your latest addiction, Sam. Wonder how long this one will last.” You scoffed. “I hope you’re thinking of me when you fuck her. She’ll never be half the woman I was.” Kicking the door behind you, it slammed and you thanked every single cell in your body for willing back the tears until you were out of sight. 

As your feet hit the pavement, your stomach churned, just as it had that morning when you rolled out of bed. Doubling over, you spilled its contents into the nearest brush pile. Dean knew, you’d told him on the ride home today. He made you swear off hunting, made you promise you’d tell Sam as soon as you got back to him, made you realize what was actually happening and how serious it was. Then you walked in on them. 

Dean knew you were pregnant with his brother’s baby. Dean would come after you for sure, but you prayed to Chuck he wouldn’t tell Sam. You could never tell Sam, not as long as he had Ruby’s blood coursing through his veins. Your phone rang, pulling your out of your head. 

“What...” You groaned into the receiver.

“Get your ass back here. Sam’s knocked out. We gotta talk.” Dean grunted, not really giving you a choice.

“Dean...” You whimpered as you looked down at your pants, a deep crimson stain spreading across your thighs. “Dean!” Shrieking, you heard his phone clatter to the floor and a door slam as he made his way toward you. 

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maddieburcham1 reblogged your post and added:

This is so cute!!! *excessive squealing*

Excessive squealing?! Wow! You are so sweet! I’m so glad you liked it @maddieburcham1. Thank you so much for reading, honey!

Hard to Love

[leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid]

If it's still open I would love a tag in the new sam series "sexcation" it looks incredibly hot! And saxxy did an amazing job with the cover photo it's beautiful!

@saxxxology totally did. She’s like the best ever and she let me be lazy about making one myself. But yes the tag list for Sexcation is very much still open and I’ve added you to the list!

[lilyleely]

I am loving the other woman! I can't believe I haven't asked before but do you think you could tag me in the next parts? :)

Awww, thank you beb! Of course, consider yourself added. Welcome to the family! 

The Other Woman (Part 7)

[supernatural-jackles]

Yes Jen yes! Six years was wonderful! We all know that man is to adorable to stay mad at!

Thank you so much for the amazing feedback! you are awesome! I’m really glad you enjoyed it. Dean’s face is just irresistible, ugh not to mention that stupid tongue!

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ANA HOW HAVE I NOT READ YOUR EMAIL SERIES WITH SAM BEFORE NOW! HOLY COW WOMAN YOUR GONNA KILL ME WITH THIS MASTERPIECE! AHSKXKSUCHSIXNSID

*Giggles* Ssshhhh... Don’t tell anyone, but ‘The Email’ is really special to me. It was my first series, first attempt at really writing Sam, first risk. I love it ;) THANK YOU hon. I’ve probably said it before, but I’ll just repeat it again- You’re way too sweet to me! 

The Email

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maddieburcham1 reblogged your post and added:

Absolute perfection. I have never been left speechless before but this, this did it for me. What an amazing writer you are my dear! Just wow!

Honestly. I don’t even know what to say to this. I’M speechless now! Bless you, for reading and for your wonderful feedback...it means more to me than you’ll ever know. xoxoxoxo

Read Always 

[just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms]

Oh my lord I would love to be tagged in your New 50 shades smut series :)

Absolutely! You’re on the list!!!

[deansdirtylittlesecretsblog]

It breaks my heart that you had to wake up to negativity. It will forever befuddle me why people feel the need to spread this kind of hate into the world. You are an amazingly talented writer and an even greater person! I truly hope your day gets better and you are able to forget about all of those who wish to bring you down. Xoxo

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Hey ❤️

Colder Weather - Zac Brown Band

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Quarantined

Word Count: 1,368

Characters: Bucky x Reader (kinda), Steve, Sam

Warnings: Fluff, Quarantine shopping, Petulant!Bucky, Bickering Sam and Bucky, Exasperated!Steve, language (obvi)

SSB Square Filled: “I’ve Knocked Out Adolf Hitler over 200 times.” (bolded below)

Requested by: @princessmisery666: “Drabble request - Steve, Sam and Bucky shopping for quarantine supplies!! Let the games (arguments) begin 😘.”

Beta: @shy-violet-soul - you are da bomb dot come, Vy. I loves you! 

A/N: I loved this request. I feel like we could all use a little levity given the current circumstances. This is the first time I’ve written Sam or Steve, and only my second time writing Bucky. I hope this makes you smile. Feedback is greatly appreciated! If you’d like to request a drabble (which will decidedly not be a drabble because, words) - see this post.

x

Quarantined

“Infiltrate, extract and then get the hell out of there.” Steve’s voice was stern as he continued. “Everyone clear?” 

The trio before him nodded solemnly, all of them feeling the dregs of weariness creeping in before the mission even began.

“Any questions?” 

Bucky squinted at a small scrap of paper clenched in one hand as he raised the other. Steve sighed, but nodded at his friend.

“What the hell is a ‘Clorox wipe’ and why do we need so goddamn many of them?” 

Sam choked on a laugh, earning him a terse glare from the former assassin. 

“What’s so funny, Big Bird?” Bucky grumbled.

Grinning, Sam clapped a hand on his shoulder, his palm stinging slightly from the contact with the metal. 

“Man, sometimes I forget just how damn old you are. But then you come in here with all that,” Sam waved a hand in front of a scowling Bucky and continued. “And it all comes rushing back.”

Steve groaned as Bucky launched into a diatribe of curses and insults aimed at Sam. Y/n shot Steve a sympathetic look before a particular string of four letter words made her clamp a hand over her mouth to keep from giggling.

“Alright, enough. We don’t have time for this. I know this isn’t our usual job, but given the current situation, we don’t exactly have a choice. We are the ones imposing on y/n and she wasn't exactly prepared for us to be staying with her during a quarantine."

Their first reaction to the social distancing mandate had been fraught with eyerolls and grunts of protest. Yes, the serum made Bucky and Steve immune to the virus, but there was no way to know if they could still be carriers. And then there were Sam and y/n who did not have the benefit of super immunity. In the end, they'd all decided it would be best to comply if for no other reason than to be an example to the public. If Captain friggin America was doing his part to stop the spread of the disease, then everyone else should to. 

"We should pair off," Steve began. "Bucky - "

"I call dibs on y/n!" Bucky shouted, cutting him off. 

"Dibs? Really, Tin Man?" Sam groaned, exasperated.

"Yes, dibs. It's better than having to look at your ugly mugs for the next however-long-this-shit-takes. It's bad enough I have to be stuck in a house with a friggin pigeon -" Bucky jabbed a finger in Sam's direction before aiming it at Steve, “and Mr. ‘I’ve Knocked Out Adolf Hitler over 200 times’ until this thing blows over."

Sam and Steve opened their mouths to protest, but y/n cleared her throat, drawing the gaze of three pairs of guilty eyes.

“Alright, children. If you’re finished, can we please get this over with? Bucky, I’m overlooking the fact that you called ‘dibs’ on me like I’m some kind of possession, solely because I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let you and Sam pair up. You two are the actual worst when you’re together.” Y/n plucked the list from Bucky’s fist and a disinfectant wipe from the container beside the door before wiping down the cart and heading inside without sparing another look in his direction.

Bucky sighed. “I swear I’m gonna marry that girl some day.”

“Bold of you to assume she’s into geriatrics with scrambled brains,” Sam groused.

Bucky flipped him off, metal finger gleaming in the sunlight before hurrying inside after her.

-----

“This place is amazing!” Bucky marvelled, gazing up at the towering shelves and running his hand over a 50 pound bag of rice. “Whoa! Look at how huge this is!” 

Y/n looked up from her list just in time to see him dump a gallon of ketchup into the cart. 

“We do not need that much ketchup, Buck. We have a list. We need to stick to the list.” 

Bucky frowned, removing the ketchup and placing it back on the shelf. “You’re no fun, sweetheart.”

Ignoring his whining, y/n proceeded down the aisle in search of the next item on her list: peanut butter. As she perused the options before here, Bucky's attention was drawn to something else.

"Holy shit!" He exclaimed.

Y/n turned to find her companion gazing longingly at a five pound bag of semi-sweet chocolate chips. She sighed as he directed a pleading look at her. The man was the former Fist of Hydra; a goddamned ghost story until a few years prior. And here he was, in the middle of Sam's club silently begging her for chocolate like a three year old child.

She sighed again. "Go ahead." 

Bucky's eyes went wide with excitement as he scooped up two bags and all but flung them into the shopping cart.

"Bucky we do not need 10 pounds of chocolate chips. Put one of them back."

He frowned. "But y/n…"

Holding her hand up, she cut him off. "No buts, James Barnes. Put. One. Back."

Bucky regarded her for a second, his mouth puckered to one side as he chewed the inside of his cheek. She met his petulant stare with one of her own as an elderly couple maneuvered their cart around them. Bucky groaned, stomping his foot and snatching a bag from the cart and tossing it back on the shelf.

"Come on, you big baby. Let's get this over with," she chuckled, tipping her head toward the next aisle.

Falling in step behind her, Bucky grumbled under his breath. "I bet this place doesn't even have any plums."

-----

Thirty minutes and two full shopping carts later, the teams reconvened at the front of the store. Steve's usually tidy hair fell haphazardly over his forehead as though he'd been running his finger through it repeatedly. Sam crossed his arms smugly and leveled Bucky with a teasing glare.

"How'd you do old man?" Sam beamed. "You didn't forget the prunes, did you? You're looking like they could come in handy right about now."

Bucky ground his teeth together, only suppressing a searing reply because he felt y/n squeeze his arm in warning. He raked his gaze over Sam and Steve's cart and balked. 

"How come Sam gets a giant box of fruit snacks?" Bucky growls, starting at Steve accusingly.

Steve groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose and squeezing his eyes closed. "Dammit, Sam. I told you no fruit snacks."

Sam shrugged, unrepentant. Y/n grimaced, shaking her head sympathetically at the exasperated Captain.

"If Sam gets fruit snacks, I'm getting that gallon of ketchup." Bucky flung his arm behind him, vaguely gesturing toward the condiment aisle. 

Y/n jabbed a frustrated finger into his chest, lifting her chin to look him in the eyes, fury darkening her features. 

"You have no idea how tempting it is to leave you here." She emphasized each of her words with a corresponding jab to his pectorals.

Behind her Sam snickered and she whirled on him "You too, Bird Man. Look at what you've done to him." She pointed at Steve, his shoulders slumped and his face drawn.  "He's supposed to be your friend, you idjits. And now look at him!"

Sam looked at the floor and Bucky scuffed the toe of his boot against the worn tile beneath him.

"Apologize and then Steve and I are leaving you two to check out while we go get pizza and ice cream at the cafe. Frankly we deserve it for having to put up with you two today."

Steve perked up a little at her words. Sam and Bucky shared a look but y/n ignored it and tapped her foot impatiently.

The two men mumbled a half-hearted apology and y/n smiled, satisfied.

"Come on Cap," she tucked her arm in his and began leading him away. "My treat."

Sam and Bucky gaped at the pair's retreating backs. Bucky sighed.

"I think I'm in love, Sam."

Sam chuckled, gripping the handle of one cart as Bucky took the other. Taking their spot in line, the men stood in silence until Bucky cleared his throat.

"Sam?"

Sam hummed in response.

"She called us 'idjits'. What the hell does that mean?"

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8,500 Follower Shoutout!

OMG that happened much quicker than I thought it would! Maybe it’s all you lovely supernatural peeps following me now? I hope you continue to enjoy my shitshow of a blog that has no true theme whatsoever :D

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Your Biggest Fan - Part 4

|| Jensen Ackles x Reader (AU) ||

Word Count: 1,310

Warnings: language. That’s pretty much it.

Series Summary: You are an up and coming mystery/suspense writer. The newest addition to your popular series was just released, which means never-ending book signings all over the country. When your overzealous agent lands you a signing in Vancouver, you meet a fan you never expected to have. And, as luck would have it, you are just as big of a fan of them as they are of you!

Series Master List

Two Months Later

New Text Message

Jensen: Hey, pretty lady! How was your day?

You smiled at your phone and leaned back in your desk chair. You had been staring at your laptop screen for the last five hours. Your publisher had given you ten months to have the next installment of your book series completed, and you only had three pages of nonsense so far.

You let out a deep sigh and turned away from your desk, towards the large window of your office.

Jensen and you had been texting each other on an almost daily basis and called or video-chatted at least once a week. It was like having a pen pal, but more modern. And, a little more flirtatious. You had to admit, there was chemistry there. But, you were so far away, and you were so focused on your new project that you weren’t able to leave your house as much as you wanted.

Oh, and not to mention that this was Jensen freaking Ackles. That was one thing that you were still having a hard time getting over.

Y/N: Oh, just trying to dump my empty brain onto paper. Nothing exciting. How about you? Were you on set today?

The smile widened over your lips as you saw your message was read almost instantly.

Jensen: Oh, I’m sure it’s incredibly exciting. ;) Do I smell another addition to your series? And yeah, we filmed for nine hours. I’m beat. About to eat some dinner. But, it was a good day.

Y/N: A new addition might be in the future… or maybe I’m working on something new? You’ll just have to wait.

Jensen: Rude. But, that’s okay. It’s something to look forward to.

Y/N: I guess, haha.

Jensen: Speaking of something to look forward to, when is your next signing up this way? It would be awesome to see you again. I would fly down to SoCal, but I’m a but tied up here. My offer for a tour of the set still stands.

You let out a deep breath, then turned back to your laptop. You couldn’t stand to stare at that laptop and the stark white wall behind it anymore. After three weeks of being home and trying to squeeze the non-existent genius out, you needed a vacation. And not just a day or two in a new town. No, you needed a week or more to be free and enjoy the destination.

Y/N: Call me.

Within seconds, Jensen was calling you over FaceTime. You quickly answered.

“Hey there, gorgeous. What’s up?” Jensen practically sang with a smile. You chuckled.

“Oh, nothing fun. But, I have an idea.” You raised an eyebrow and grinned.

Jensen smirked. “I’m listening.”

“Okay, I’ll be honest, I’m going fucking stir crazy.” You pursed your lips. “Sooo, I wanted to know if it would be okay if I take you up on your offer?” Jensen’s eyes widened along with his lips.

“You mean, for a tour of the set?” The hope and excitement behind his gaze. His tongue peeked through his lips as he waited for your answer.

“If the tour guide is up for it?” You winked, earning you a deep chuckle.

“Well, I offered darlin’. When did you want to make your way up north?” You thought about it for little over a few seconds, then picked up the tablet resting on top of your printer.

“Well, I’ll see if I can find flights for tomorrow? Or is that too soon?” Jensen’s eyes widened and his perfectly chiseled jaw dropped.

“Tomorrow? Uh, wow. Okay—”

“Sorry, that’s such short notice. What was I thinking?” You blushed as you retracted. What the hell was going on with you? You never questioned yourself. But, the startled look on his face made your heart race.

But, much to your relief, Jensen shook his head.

“No, tomorrow is fine. I mean, you probably don’t want to have a tour after a three-hour flight, not to mention all that time at an airport.” Jensen’s words came out a little faster, obviously from excitement. “Just let me know when your flight is, and I can pick you up if you want. Maybe take you to grab a meal if you want.”

“Well,” you balanced your phone in one hand, and tablet in the other, “The only flight from LAX to Vancouver leaves at noon tomorrow. So, I should land around three, and have my luggage and go through customs and everything by three-thirty?” You were actually doing this. Not that you weren’t a spontaneous person. But, you had never just up and left for another country the next day.

Well, at least not until now.

“Is the flight full?” he questioned as you navigated the travel site. Within seconds, you had your tickets in your email inbox.

“Nope, and my tickets are purchased.” You couldn’t help but giggle. This whole thing was so exciting. A spontaneous adventure. “Now, I just have to book a hotel.”

“Oh, wow. Okay, then. I’ll be at the airport by three-thirty.” Jensen offered his award-winning smile.

“Okay. Wow, this is actually happening!” You giggled in disbelief. You stared at Jensen, silent for a few moments. “Well, I guess I should go pack, then.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” Your smile remained as you watched his cheeks flush. “I’ll text you later and, uh, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Jensen winked, then ended the call.

You leaned back into your chair. Well, that just fucking happened. You were leaving for Vancouver tomorrow, meeting up with Jensen fucking Ackles, and touring the set of one of your favorite shows. All on a freaking whim.

Well, go you. It’s about damn time you did something like this. It’s not like you didn’t travel, but it was always planned and always for work. When it came to an actual vacation, it had probably been a good three years since you had gone anywhere more than an hour outside of Los Angeles County.

You stared out the window at the shining sun. Well, shit. What was the weather like in Vancouver now? It was always chillier up north. Did you already put your winter clothes into the garage? Your head spun as you processed the situation. Then, a much more important question crossed your racing mind.

“Where the hell did I put my passport?”

You let out a shaky sigh as you watched your purple plaid suitcase approached you on the conveyor belt. There were at least thirty other people still waiting for their luggage in the surprisingly crowded Vancouver International Airport.

You clutched your laptop bag at your side as you leaned down for your suitcase. Luckily, it had been one of the first one’s unloaded, which meant you could be out of there quicker and well on your way to find your tour guide.

Once the wheels of your suitcase were firmly on the streaked epoxy floor, you were heading for the glass doors. Dim light shone through the tall glass windows that lined the walls, exposing the yellow flashes of taxi’s passing by. As you neared the automatic doors, they opened, greeting you with a chilly gust of Canadian air.

Once you were on the sidewalk, you shivered. Your jacket was probably on the bottom of your suitcase, which wasn’t the best place for it. You thought a knitted pullover would be enough. But, the northern air was a little cooler than when you were last there.

Speaking of being outside, it was about time you were entering the car of your handsome friend. You peered down the sidewalk, past at least thirty faces, but didn’t get a glimpse of those gorgeous emerald eyes.

“Y/N?” you heard a familiar voice chirp from behind you. You turned towards the sound and your eyes instantly locked on glimmering emerald.

Ah, there they were.

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