#reblog: dean winchester x reader

[embarrasingmf]

what an idiot

PAIRING: Dean Winchester x reader

SUMMARY: you don’t listen to Dean after he gives you an order, and now he’s smug about it.

WORD COUNT: 668

WARNINGS: a little bit of swearing, not beta’d so there may be typos…

A/N: I had no idea what to make the title ugheklekwjfj. also would’ve loved to write more but I couldn’t think of anything 😭😭

prompt/idea requested by @0ffwiththeirh3ads !

“Y’need to listen to me next time.” Dean chastised you. He had been doing so for the last ten minutes.

All because he had told you not to waltz on into the vampire nest like you owned the place.

For context, you and Dean were hunting down a vampire nest.

Well, aspiring vampire nest considering there was really only four vampires. And you thought you could take them all on your own.

You remember Dean’s words so clearly: “Don’t go running in there without me.”

Of course you didn’t listen, you practically bolted in there while shouting “Who made you the leader?” after him.

Now that you think about it, you should’ve listened to him. Because now you were stuck with Dean patching up your injuries from trying to take on four vampires by yourself.

You could just feel the smug aura coming off of him in waves. He was fucking enjoying this. He was enjoying the fact that he was able to scold you for not listening to him.

In your defense, he wasn’t the actual leader of whatever Godforsaken team you, Sam, Castiel, and Dean had named Team Free Will.

Dean probably just gave the title to himself, because he was the oldest. Well, oldest physically considering Castiel was a literal angel.

“Will you listen to me next time?” Dean’s voice broke you out of your thoughts, and you looked over at him.

He was currently knelt down by your side so he could get better access to the deep gash on your torso as you sat on an uncomfortable motel chair.

You cleared your throat, shrugging your shoulders. “Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

Dean tsk’d, shaking his head. “‘m gonna need a more definitive answer than that, sweetheart.”

Sweetheart.

Dean called everyone that. But he used it more on you to get under your skin.

And it worked, it worked so well.

You felt your head fall back, finding the popcorn-textured ceiling much more interesting than Dean all of the sudden.

You could feel his green eyes on you as he waited for your reply. You groaned before muttering a weak “yes,” under your breath.

“What was that? Didn’t quite hear ya.” You grit your teeth, you could hear Dean’s smirk. You didn’t even have to look at him!

“Yes.”

That reply was much better than before, at least according to Dean it was, as he let out a small hum of contentment.

“Good,” He grinned, suddenly tugging on the makeshift stitch he had created to sew your wound tight.

You jumped in your seat as the sudden pain that shit through you. “Jesus Christ-!”

Dean chuckled, shaking his head. “Nope, just me.”

You wanted to slap him. You wanted to slap some sense into him so bad.

“Fuck you…” You grunted under your breath, Dean didn’t reply as he kept working on your wound. His touch much more gentle now.

You averted your gaze from the ceiling and looked over at Dean’s hands deftly stitching your gash closed.

It would definitely scar, but hey, at least it would make a cool story to tell in the future.

After about five minutes, Dean patted your leg before standing up.

He stretched, his back and knees popping from kneeling down and being hunched over.

“I think you should get me some pie as a reward for actually patching you up.” Dean teased, crossing his arms.

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head.

“Nah, you can get that yourself.”

Dean pursed his lips together. “Oh c’mon, just do it!” He insisted.

“Fine!” You relented, shoulders slumping a bit. “But you owe me then.”

Dean raised his hands in the air as you pointed a finger at him. “Okay, I owe you a favor then I guess.” He chuckled, patting your back as a sign for you to get going and get him his pie.

“Better be back before I fall asleep, wouldn’t want to eat a cold pie in the morning.” He commented before you walked out of the room.

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[zepskies]

Hey, Zep! I just wanted to ask- are there any writers on here who motivate you to write or you’re inspired from when you read their work? Or just some who are generally amazing? I’m looking for inspo myself :)

Hi there!

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[allthesmutl0vers]

Entirely Forbidden and Completely Fucked- Chapter Five

MDNI, 18+, Heavy Smut, Wincest

Pairing: Sam/Dean, Sam/Reader, Dean/Reader

Trigger Warnings: Heavy smut, angst, tension, wincest (Sam/Dean/Half Sister), Extremely Possessive Sam and Dean

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Chapter Five

Sam

It’s been two days, and y/n still hasn’t come out of her room. Dean went off on a hunt with our friend Jo the day Dad left and instructed me to stay here and watch over y/n. Not that I mind at all, but it’s been like living with a ghost. Which she will turn into if she doesn’t come out and eat something. 

I knock on her door for the dozenth time and as usual, get no answer. “Y/n?” I knock again. “Come on, open the door, please,” I wait for a response and don’t get one. I crack open her bedroom door and see her sitting on her bed, headphones in her ears and playing on her phone. “Y/n,” I say her name, waving my hand to get her attention.

She looks at me, startled for a moment, before she pulls out her headphones. “Didn’t anyone teach you how to knock?” She quips, bringing her vape to her lips and taking a long drag. 

I chuckle and shake my head. “I did. Maybe don’t keep both headphones in when I knock, and you’ll hear me next time,” I retort back jokingly. “Come eat,” I nod my head toward the hallway behind me. 

“Not hungry,” she snips and rolls her eyes. 

“I seriously doubt that. You’ve been holed up in here for two days. You need your strength if you want to hunt,” I explain to her. 

“Does that mean you have a case?” she asks with a hopeful look on her face. 

I smile and shrug. “Maybe. Come eat and find out,” I chuckle. 

Y/n huffs and stands up from her bed. “Fine,” she says curtly and goes to move past me. “Move,” she demands, looking up at me. 

I purse my lips in a smile, trying not to laugh. She’s so cute when she tries to be intimidating. “Say please,” I tease her. 

Her cheeks turn a shade of pink, and her eyes narrow on me. “Bite me,” she quips.

I lean down to her height, my arm blocking her exit. “Don’t tempt me, little sister,” I respond quietly, my nose almost touching hers. She sucks in a breath, and I all but feel her shudder. “That’s right, y/n. Daddy isn’t the only one who wants to spear you with his cock.”

In the corner of my eye, I see her ball her fists, and she leans in closer to me, our noses touching. “Really? Because I thought you only got speared by Dean’s,” she retorts sarcastically with a smile.

Oh, little girl. Now you’re asking for it.

 I chuckle and grab her throat, pinning her against the wall. She sucks in a breath when I put my lips close to her ear. “Let's see if you’re still smiling when Dean takes your ass while I fuck that tight little cunt.”

Her pulse quickens under my fingers, wrapped around her throat. “You wouldn’t dare,” she challenges me, straightening her back to try to put more distance between us. 

I lean in closer, pressing my body against hers. “Keep being a fucking brat, and you’ll see just how much I dare, little sister. Tell me, did our Daddy fuck that cunt already? Or were you saving it for us?” I ask her, ranking my free hand down her sides to her thighs before cupping her tight little ass in my hand. 

Y/n looks up at me, and her pupils are dilated with arousal. “Fuck you, Sam,” the soft moan betrays her harsh words as it escapes her lips. 

I chuckle softly my hand moves from her throat to her supple lips, dragging the bottom one down with the tips of my thumb. “Soon, little sister. Soon,” I respond, staring into her eyes. “But first, I want you to behave and come eat something. Can you do that for me?” I ask her, thumbing her bottom lip. 

Y/n nods once, keeping her eyes locked on mine like a good girl. “Yes,” she responds, barely above a whisper. 

“Good girl,” I praise her softly, removing my hand from her ass and moving it up to her waist. I pull her chest to me, holding her body close to mine. Y/n whimpers softly at my praise, and I tilt her head up by her chin. Dean will be pissed at what I’m about to do, pissed I did it first, but I just can’t bring myself to care in this moment. I’ll take the punishment he gives me, just as I’ll take y/n’s lips now. 

I press my lips to hers. Sweet and supple, just as I imagined. Her body gives in to my hold, and she melts under my touch. I feel her hands rest on my hips, just above the waistband of my jeans. I pull her closer, deepening the kiss. My tongue slips between my lips, and she opens hers, allowing me inside her mouth without a fight. I groan into her mouth, my tongue running over the roof of her mouth, devouring her as if this kiss will be our last. But it won’t be. That much, I’m sure of. This is just the beginning. 

When our lips finally part, y/n’s eyes flutter open, her eyes hooded and her grip on my hips tight. She wants more, and I want nothing more than to give it to her. But right now, she needs to eat, and then we need to meet Dean at the Roadhouse. 

“Come on, little sister,” I tell her, kissing her lips one more time, softly this time. She nods and follows me out of her bedroom and into the kitchen. 

Y/n

I like the Roadhouse. When Sam described it on the way here, he made it sound like some dirty biker, or I guess dirty hunter bar, but it’s anything but that. Sure, it’s not The Forum back home, but it’s not filthy. It’s a hole in the wall, a reprieve for hunters from all over the country. Pool balls clack against each other, and old-school rock and roll plays from the speakers that line the ceiling. The scent of cigarettes, liquor, and spilled beer permeates the air. 

I make my way to the pool tables on one side of the bar as Sam and Dean talk with Jo and her mom, who I briefly met when Sam and I arrived. She owns the bar and seems nice enough. But I need a break from my brothers, especially after Sam got me to give in so easily to him. He said he’d fuck me soon, and I don’t know if the thought makes me more scared or turned on. 

I basically fucked my dad already. Am I really about to give it up for my brothers? I push the thought from my mind as I pick up a pool cue and head to an empty pool table. I rack the balls and chalk my cue before lining up to break. I lean over the table and pull my cue stick back, I get it just how I want it before thrusting it forward, breaking the racked balls. The loud clacking fills my ears, and I watch proudly as four balls fall into the sockets. Two solids and two stripes. 

“You’re a Hell of a shot,” a man says behind me. I stand up and turn around, coming face to face with a handsome man. 

“Thank you,” I smile sweetly. He really is attractive. Tall, black hair and deep hazel eyes, “You play?” I ask the stranger. 

The handsome stranger smiles and nods. “As a matter of fact, I do,” he says, picking up a cue stick from the wall behind him and setting his beer down on a table. “What’s your name?” he asks, walking back over and standing in front of me. 

I smile and offer him my hand. “Y/n. you?” I ask as he shakes my hand. 

“Roy. But you can call me whatever you want, y/n,” he chuckles and licks his bottom lip. “You here by yourself?” he asks cooly.

I look over at the bar and see Sam and Dean staring me down. I smile when I see Dean’s jaw tick with anger and Sam grip the bar counter so hard his knuckles turn white. I turn back to Roy and smile. “Entirely,” I flirt. If Sam and Dean can fuck around, so can I. 

“Lucky me,” Roy responds, looking me up and down. “Thought a pretty little thing like you would be here with someone. I watch him take in my ripped skinny jeans and tight black crop top. 

“Guess it’s your lucky day,” I flirt and turn around to the table. I look at Roy over my shoulder and wink. “You’re solids.” 

“Yes, ma’am,” Roy responds and skims his fingers over the exposed small of my back as he moves around me to take his shot. 

A few moves later, I’m in the lead, having a great time. Roy is cute, and he’s a good time. I’m laughing at a joke he tells me when my phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out and see its a text from Dean. 

Dean: Get over here.

I roll my eyes and respond. 

Me: I’m in the middle of a game.

His response comes through almost instantly. 

Dean: Y/n. I mean it. Get away from him.

Me: Why? 

I can’t help the curiosity. Is he jealous? Is this just the whole ‘protective big brother’ bit? 

Dean: Because I fucking said so. Has he touched you?

I roll my eyes and respond. 

Me: Like Daddy did? No. But I think I might let him. He’s cute, don’t you think?

I smirk at my response and shove my phone back in my pocket. I feel it buzz again, but I ignore it and go back to my game. 

“Everything okay?” Roy asks as I take my shot, getting a ball into a corner pocket. 

“Yeah, everything is fine,” I shrug as I line up my next shot. I take it, and it goes in a side pocket. I stand up and smile at Roy. “Just the eight ball left,” I flirt as I line up my shot. 

“Beautiful, good at pool, and can handle your liquor? How did I get so lucky?” Roy flirts with a smile. 

I smile and look over his shoulder to look at Sam and Dean at the bar, but they’re not there anymore. 

“Your luck ends here,” I hear Sam say behind me. I roll my eyes and turn around to a very angry Sam and Dean. 

“Excuse me?” Roy chuckles and puts his arm over my shoulders. “Do you know these guys, y/n?” Roy asks me. 

“Unfortunately, yes,” I huff, annoyed. “They’re my brothers.”

“Take your hands off of my sister before I take them off of your body,” Dean threatens Roy.

“Leave me alone, Dean,” I bite back at Dean. “I’m not your damn property.”

Dean grabs my arm and leans into my ear. “Get your ass outside. Or so help me God, I will bend you over this pool table and show you and everyone in here just how much my property you are,” Dean seethes in my ear before he pulls back to look me in the eyes. “Now.”

I pull out of Roy’s grasp with a huff and flip my hair over my shoulder before storming off. I hate to let Dean win, but I don’t doubt for a second that he wouldn’t do what he said. Fucker is psycho. I walk outside and over to the Impala parked in the parking lot with Sam on my heels. I open the back door when Dean walks out, wiping off his hands. I  sit down in the back seat and slam the door for good measure. Dean hates it when people do that, but fuck him. I was having a good time and as usual, he ruined it. 

If I weren’t so pissed at John for leaving me high and dry, I’d text him and tell him to pick me up. God, I can’t fucking wait until I’m eighteen.

Sam and Dean get in the car, and Dean starts the engine. I look out the window, refusing to meet either of their eyes as Dean pulls out of the Roadhouse and gets on the highway. 

“Stay away from Roy, y/n,” Sam says a while later, finally breaking the silence. 

I scoff. “Why? Because he’s not my brother?” I retort sarcastically. 

Sam and Dean look at each other before Sam turns to look at me from the front seat. “Because he beat his last girlfriend.”

My eyes narrow, and my stomach swirls with nausea. “What?” I ask, wondering if he’s telling the truth. 

“He threw her through a window,” Dean adds flatly. 

I swallow hard. He didn’t seem like that kind of guy. He was sweet and funny, but I guess that’s how it always starts, according to Dateline and Snapped. 

Dean pulls off the highway and onto a deserted side road and shuts off the car. He and Sam get out, and I follow them, wondering if we got a flat tire or if they saw something moving in the dark of the trees. 

“What’s going on?” I ask, following Sam and Dean to the hood of the car. They move to stand on either side of me, and I feel small under their watchful and hungry gaze.

“Remember when I said ‘soon?’” Sam asks, brushing my hair over my shoulder. I nod once.

“Welcome to soon, princess,” Dean says, pulling me against his chest and making me gasp. 

“Dean,” I say his name almost like a prayer. Whether it’s for him to stop or continue, I’m not sure anymore. All I know is that between the liquor I had and the feeling of his chest against mine, I’m not angry anymore. I didn’t really want Roy. He was a distraction, a fun one, but not who I wanted. 

Dean’s hand runs up my back and latches onto the back of my neck. “Don’t fight it anymore,” he tells me with a hunky voice. “You want us, y/n. Just let yourself admit it.”

I want them.

“Out loud,” Sam says behind me. I feel his hands on my hips as he presses his body into mine. His hardened cock presses into my lower back. 

Dean leans in, his lips an inch from mine. “I want this,” I whisper. That’s all Dean needs to clasp his lips on mine, devouring me whole and forcing a moan from my throat as he kisses me harder. His hand moves from the back of my neck and latches onto my hair, pulling it as he kisses me harder. 

I feel Sam kiss my shoulder before I hear a ripping sound and the cool night air on my breasts as my shirt falls from my body. I lift my arms and drape them around Dean’s shoulders as Sam reaches around and cups my breasts, squeezing them as he kisses and nips my neck. 

“Her jeans, Sammy,” Dean instructs as he breaks our kiss. 

Sam kisses the shell of my ear, and I feel his breath on my neck. “Mm, on it,” Sam groans softly as his hands move down my body to my jeans. 

“What if someone sees?” I ask Dean, not really sure if I care. 

Dean chuckles darkly and pulls out his gun. “Then it’ll be the last thing they see,” he says as he places it on the hood of the Impala. I feel Sam pull my jeans down my legs, and I step out of them as Dean unbuckles his belt. “Lay down on the hood, princess.”

I move to the hood, sitting on it in just my thong as Sam and Dean look at me with hunger. Dean pulls down his jeans and boxers, and his long cock springs free as pre-cum dots the tip. Fuck, he’s huge. Dean moves between my knees and pulls my thong down before spreading my legs. “Fuck, look how wet our little sis is, Sammy,” Dean says with a wicked smile on his lips. 

I look over at Sam, who has freed his cock as well. It’s long and thick in his hand as he strokes it, his jeans and boxers fully removed and lying on the roof of the Impala. “I want to see her dripping,” Sam says huskily, biting his lower lip. 

Dean grabs my ankles and pulls me down the hood so he’s nestled between my thighs. “Mm, I think we can make that happen,” Dean says, licking his bottom lip. “Is that what you want, princess?” Dean asks as his thumb finds my clit without even looking. 

“Fuck,” I moan softly, watching Dean play with my clit. 

“Is that a yes, princess?” Dean asks as he leans down. 

“Y-yes. Fuck, yes,” I moan as Dean’s tongue lands on my clit, and his fingers circle my entrance before pushing inside. I moan again when Sam’s lips land on mine, taking my moans for himself. His hands cup my breasts again, and Dean wraps his free arm around my thigh, burying his face in my pussy as he thrusts his fingers in and out. 

The overstimulation of both of their attention drives me wild, pushing me closer to the edge of climax faster than I’ve ever experienced before. 

Sam pulls back, breaking the kiss. “Fuck, those lips,” he groans softly. “Let’s see what else that mouth can do besides talk back,” he says, pulling back and bringing his long, thick cock to my mouth. I open my mouth, accepting him as his cock slides inside. I close my lips around his shaft and stroke where I can’t reach with my mouth. “Goddamn,” Sam moans with an open mouth, his head tilting forward to watch me suck his cock. 

Dean pulls back, and I feel the head of his cock at my entrance. Dean grabs my hips and pushes himself inside of me. I moan loudly around Sam’s cock as Dean’s cock stretches me to accept his large size. “So fucking tight, God,” Dean groans as he pulls out to the tip and thrusts back in faster, making me whimper and my legs begin the shake. “Such a good little slut, taking both of her big brothers at once,” Dean praises and degrades at the same time. 

“Her mouth,” Sam moans, gripping my hair with his hands and pushing further down my throat, making me gag. “That’s it, little sister. Gag on my cock.”

Dean grips my hips harshly, thrusting into me faster and harder, and Sam matches his speed on my throat. Dean moves one hand up to my throat and squeezes. “Fuck, Sammy. I can feel your cock in her throat,” Dean groans and thrusts into me harder, making me moan louder as tears fall down my cheeks and land on the hood of the Impala. 

Sam moans and puts his hand over Dean’s on my throat. “I want your cock, Dean,” Sam moans, locking eyes with Dean over me. 

“Yeah? You want me to fuck your tight ass, Sammy?” Dean teases as he thrusts into me again. 

Sam moans, and I feel his cock twitch in my throat. “Yes, God, yes. Fuck me, Dean,” Sam begs Dean.

“Then get your cock in her pussy,” Dean demands as he pulls out of me at the same time as Sam. I whimper and stutter a cough at the loss of their cocks inside of me. I can’t believe I’m going to watch Dean fuck Sam as Sam fucks me. 

Sam lines the head of his cock up with my entrance and slowly sheathes himself inside. His cock is thicker than Dean’s and stretches me impossibly wide. I whimper as he slides inside to the hilt, and he leans over my body, sliding out and back in a little faster. “You like that, little sister?” Sam asks huskily as he thrusts in again. “You like your big brother’s cock filling your sweet little cunt?”

“Yes, yes, Sammy,” I moan as Dean lines himself up with Sam’s ass, using his spit and my wetness as lube. I watch their faces as Dean slides into Sam, and they both moan. They sync their thrusts, and Sam matches Dean’s pace as he thrusts in and out of me. “God, this is so fucked up,” I moan as Dean reaches around Sam and rubs my clit while he fucks Sam’s ass. 

“But you fucking love it,” Dean moans. “You love your brothers fucking each other while they fuck you, don’t you?” Dean groans and rubs my clit faster. 

I reach above me, clawing at the roof of the Impala, desperate to hold onto something as my orgasm comes rushing at me like a train. “Yes!” I moan loudly as my eyes start to roll back in my head. 

Sam grabs my face by my cheeks and forces me to look at him. “Who do you belong to?” He demands as he and Dean thrust harder. 

“Y-You,” I pant as Dean’s thumb tortures my clit. 

“Damn right,” Dean moans as he uses his pointer finger to flick my clit impossibly fast. 

“Ahh!” I cry out. “Fuck, p-please,” I beg as the tether inside of me begins to fray.

“Please, what?” Sam groans as his cock twitches inside of me again.

“I- I need…to cum,” I beg, my legs shaking around Sam’s waist. 

“Then fucking do it,” Dean moans. “Fuck, I’m going to cum too,” he moans louder. 

I cry out in a scream as my orgasm rips through my body, and Sam and Dean thrust once more and moan loudly. I feel Sam spill himself inside of me, and his cum drip from my entrance. 

When our breathing has settled, Dean withdraws his cock from Sam, and Sam withdraws his cock from me. Dean removes his shirt and slides it over my body, kissing me softly. “Nobody ever touches you besides us again, you understand me?” He says seriously as he cups my cheeks. 

“Yes, Dean,” I whimper softly. Dean nods and kisses my forehead before lifting me into his arms and sliding me into the middle front seat between him and Sam in the Impala. I’m completely worn out as Dean drives us the rest of the way back to the bunker. My first time with them was perfect, not just perfect. 

Entirely Forbidden and Completely Fucked. 

But perfect rolls off the tongue better.

Chapter Six

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie Reading List Week 179 & 180

Welcome to Weeks 179 & 180

A/N: Happy New Year everyone! Here’s my first list of 2024. Thank you again to those who gave me recommendations for fanfics. 💜 This week had me reading 40 fics. Absolutely amazing stuff here.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal-boosting them. The author is listed next to the title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

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Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

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Monkey Business - (Bucky x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie

Bucky Drabble - @angrythingstarlight

No Other Love - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Little O - (Dean x Reader) - @spnexploration

stuffed - (Steve x Reader) - @witchywithwhiskey

Regretful words - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

A funny spell - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Just jealous - (Jack R x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan

Touch - (Steve x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan

Bucky Drabble - @angrythingstarlight

Refuge - (Steve x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Kidnapping Miss America - (Bucky x Reader x Jake J) - @holylulusworld

Sweetly Sloshed - (Curtis x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Not another lonely Christmas - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Extravagant - (Bucky x Reader) - @fluffyprettykitty

out of chaos we were born - (Bucky x Reader) - @sergeantxrogers

Vowels in Marble - (Bucky x Reader) - @pellucid-constellations

Sunrise - (Bucky x Reader) - @writerlyhabits

Softness - (Bucky x Reader) - @rookthorne

Snow Globe - (Nick x Reader) - @navybrat817

time to go home - (Andy x Reader) - @sunshinebuckybarnes

The moment he knew - (Steve x Reader) - @sunshinebuckybarnes

Fire - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Flesh wound - @/nekoannie-chan

Vacation - (Steve x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan

The Best First Date - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Pretty Boy - (Bucky x Reader) - @gogolucky13

Young and Alive - (Destroyer!Chris x Reader) - @nano--raptor

Hide-And-Eat - (Bucky x Reader) - @gotnofucks

By the Fireplace - (Steve x Reader) - @navybrat817

All you loved - (Brock x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan

Shoe and book - (Steve x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan

I Don't Want a Lot for Christmas - (Andy x Reader) - @krirebr

Charming Cocoa - (Stucky x Reader) - @rookthorne

Bucky Drabble - @pellucid-constellations

Planning a vengeance - (Steve x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan

Rekindled at the Reunion - (Andy x OFC) - @hollybee8917

Resolution - (Ari x Reader) - @biteofcherry

His Inheritance - Part 30 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Forever Home - (Curtis x Reader x Jake) - @stargazingfangirl18

[yunggoblin]

Love Bug - Dean Winchester

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Summary: Dean gets a cold and Sam doesn’t want to take care of his older brother. So it’s up to you to take care of the sick Winchester.

Warnings: Sickness, Sick!Dean Fluff

Word Count: 1,299

You sipped on your warm mug full of coffee while sitting in the kitchen. It was around six in the morning, the sun slowly rising, birds singing and the smell of your favorite coffee was in the air. The world seemed to be at peace for once, until a loud cough erupted throughout the hall. You’ve been hearing that scratchy cough all throughout the night. Sighing softly, rubbing your tired eyes. Sam walked into the kitchen looking just as tired as you, his shirt up over his nose not breathing in the air. “Kept you up too, huh?” You questioned, sipping on your morning beverage.

"Yeah." Sam sighed, grabbing the coffee pot he poured himself a cup, adding sugar and cream in it. "I say we drop Dean’s ass at a hotel until this leaves his system.” Sam said truthfully. You frowned at the youngest brother.

"Samuel, that's a rude thing to say. He’s sick, he needs sleep and support through this. Not moving around and getting out of bed.” Just as if it was ‘opposite day’, Dean shuffled his way into the kitchen wearing his black and red plaid robe and black slippers. The tip of his nose bright red and runny, pale yet clammy face, dark bags under his eyes as if he hasn’t slept in days.

"Morning.” He coughed into his arm, shuffling towards the coffee making you and Sam quickly step away.

"Dean, you need to be in bed.“ You announced.

"I’m fine.” He cleared his throat, trying to get the fluids out. “Just a cold.” He mumbled as he leaned against the counter, out of energy.

"Dean, go to bed. I’ll bring you some soup and tea.“ You snagged the coffee pot from his hand and placed it underneath the machine. Dean groaned but didn’t say another word as he shuffled back out of the kitchen, mumbling under his breath. As Dean walked out, so did Sam, making sure his older brother went back to bed.

You opened up the cabinet, going up on your tippy toes and reached up for the nearest tomato soup which was on the top shelf. Finally, your fingers wrapped around the metal can and brought it down, grabbing a pot and placing it on the stove you started up the flames letting the pot heat up and pouring the red thick liquid into the silver pot.

"Alright, I’ll be gone for a few days.” Sam announced, tossing the strap of his bag filled with clothes over his shoulder.

You gave him a smile with a small laugh, your attention going back to the soup, stirring it. “You’re really leaving because of a cold that Dean has?” You questioned.

"That is not a damn cold, he has the flu. Now, I’ll be down the road at that motel. Need anything just call.“ Sam said and left on that note. You rolled your eyes at his silliness, once the soup started to boil you poured it into a bowl. You placed a spoon in the soup and poured some orange juice into a cup, walking down the hallway towards Dean’s room in a careful manner so that you wouldn’t spill the meal.

You knocked softly and opened the door, "Hey, it’s me.” You told him and opened the door widely to see the poor male in his bed. Dean sat up as you placed the glass of orange juice on the night stand by his bed and the bowl of soup on the blanket that covered his lap. “If you need anything just text me, when your done get some sleep.” You reminded him, running your fingers through his messy hair and kissing his forehead. He really must have the flu, he was burning up.

"Thank you, Y/N.” He gave you a weak smile, like he used all of his energy just to give you a kind gesture.

"Get some rest, big guy.” You smiled and walked out of his room, shutting the door softly.

As time passed you did chores, disinfecting things to kill the virus if it was attached to anything in the bunker, doing laundry and the dishes. You put away the last plate and walked down the hallway back to Dean’s room, knocking softly. You opened up the door to see a passed out Dean stretched out on his bed. You smiled softly and tucked him in nice and tight, turning off the tv that was on a cop show and felt his forehead once again, still a bit warm. You grabbed his empty glass of juice and half way empty soup and walked out, shutting the door softly. 

As you put the wet clothes in the drier you sighed heavily, with your back aching. Today has been slow, no calls about hunts, no sign of Sam getting in trouble, no nothing. Grabbing the large blanket from the dryer, you made your way once more to Dean’s room this time he was getting dressed into new pajamas, wet hair. You realized he took a shower. “Oh hey.” Dean yawned as he crawled back into his memory foam bed. 

“Hey, I was just checking up on you.” You smiled and felt his forehead, he felt cool from the shower, he had a bit more color back into his cheeks and nose not as stuffed. “You’re looking better.” You said truthfully. “I brought you a fresh blanket, straight out of the dryer.”

“I feel better.” Dean sighed softly, snuggling down on his bed. “Thanks for not ditching me, like Sammy.” He chuckled softly. “Hmm.” He hummed as he rubbed his face against the soft plush cover, laying it out on his bed as he tossed the sickly blanket towards the hamper.

You couldn’t help but to roll your eyes and smile, of course the neat freak little brother dipped knowing there was a sickness in the bunker. “You’re welcome, sorry Sam left. He didn’t want to get sick.” You tucked Dean in about to leave but he quickly grabbed your wrist.

“No, please stay.” Dean begged, you bit your lip knowing the chances of getting sick. Dean scooted over for you to lay beside him. Sighing softly you nodded your head, climbing underneath the covers and laid down. Your back pressing up against his front. He was warm like a heating pad. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, his warm breath making you break out in goosebumps as it hit your skin. 

Few days later Sammy came back like he promised. “Hey man, you look good.” Sam chuckled as he hugged Dean who was drinking coffee in the kitchen.

“I'm feeling damn good.” Dean smiled and hugged his taller brother back. 

“Where’s Y/N?” Sam asked, looking around, trying to find the mother-like women. 

“I’m right here.” You sniffed, shuffling into the room with a blanket wrapped around you. “I think you got me sick.” Coughing into your fist, pulling the blanket closer to your body, shivering. 

“I’ll see you in a few days.” Sam grabbed his bag and quickly left the bunker like it was contaminated. 

Dean looked over at you, smiling softly. “Looks like I’ll be the one looking after you,” He walked towards you, kissing your heated cheeks. “Get back to bed, I’ll make you some soup.” He said softly, his hand placing against your forehead and stroking down your cheek to cup it. “My sweet little girl, sick all because of me.” Dean leaned down and pressed his full lips against your warm forehead. 

“By the way we keep kissing each other sick and all we’re never going to get this flu out of the bunker.” You teased him.

“Sick or not, I’ll never stop kissing you.” Dean hummed, leaning down and pressing his lips against your soft ones.

[navybrat817]

Stardust Reblog Challenge 2023

Hello, lovelies! @natrace has once again put together this wonderful challenge to read and reblog more. Show these writers some love and please heed any warnings provided. Enjoy! 💙

Banner by yours truly and divider by the talented @saradika .

June

Bucky Barnes

Moonbeams Light My Path (Part 1) by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Winter Soldier by @lunarbuck

Metro de caracas by @aquariusbarnes

Steve Rogers

Feel Me by @flordeamatista

Carnival Mirror by @ofstarsandvibranium

Nice Guys Finish Last by @slyyywriting

Attention by @writing-for-marvel

Office Hours by @boxofbonesfic

Dean Winchester

Jealousy and Pie by @alicewonderao3

July

August

September

[hiddenwritingsintheworld]

I’m on answering questions and asks while I write today!!!

[unfinishedmural]

They definitely aren't perfect, but it's so cool that some of my ideas actually exist now. In real life. And now the next person out there who wants to read the same stories I did can actually do that.

I can't-

[embarrasingmf]

playing doctor!

PAIRING: Dean Winchester x reader

SUMMARY: After Dean gets hurts on a hunt, you offer to help.

A/N: this is based off a bot I made recently except it was with my spn oc, at first I was debating if I make the pairing oc x reader but then I thought that I should js make it dean x reader ! :)

WORD COUNT: 586 (why are all my works so short LMFAOOO)

WARNINGS: uhh cursing, most likely bad descriptions of medical items and their uses (yes that needs to be a warning bc I have no idea how patching someone up works😭😭)

After almost getting killed by a banshee on a hunt, Dean had acquired some wounds that he insisted on doing himself.

And after hearing him grunt in pain and mutter a profanity under his breath for the umpteenth time, you got up from the shitty motel couch and walked over.

Sitting down, you have quickly snatched whatever supplies he was using.

… which was alcohol, gauze, and some bandages.

“Hey- I can do this shit by myself,” Dean complained as soon as you stole his self-assigned job from him.

“With your slow progress and profanity, I’d beg to differ.” You quipped, to which Dean rolled his eyes and grumbled another complaint under his breath.

You took the time to carefully examine the wound, your fingertips grazing the taut muscles near the wound, luckily it wouldn’t need stitches, not that you had supplies for that.

You grabbed the alcohol and tried your best to gently pour it over the wound, which didn’t really work since Dean groaned.

“Damn, be more careful over there!” He hissed through his teeth, shooting a glare your way. He knuckled the bed sheets beneath him to try and keep himself from making too much noise.

You sighed and pulled the bottle away, turning to grab some gauze. Just as you were about to press it on Dean’s abdomen, you paused.

“This’ll probably hurt. Just a fair warning..” You murmured, not wanting Dean to push you away and claim you were ‘being too rough’ and go back to painfully doing it himself.

The only reply that came from Dean was a grunt, most likely preparing himself for the stinging sensation he was about to feel.

You shifted the gauze in your grip and firmly pressed it against the wound, Dean inhaled sharply and a low ‘fuck’ came from his lips.

You muttered an apology under your breath at hearing the curse word.

Once that was securely on there, you grabbed the bandages with one hand, your other still pressed against the gauze pad for safe measure.

you brought the bandages to your other hand, your index and middle finger reaching out and pulling it apart so you could start wrapping it around the wound.

Dean didn’t make much noise while you worked on covering up his abdomen with the bandage, mainly because the worst and most painful part was over.

“Finally,” Dean practically sighed, falling back against the bed with a soft thump once you cut away the bandage.

You laughed quietly, getting up from the bed and putting the gauze and bandages in the duffle bags that were by the small circle table by the door.

The only thing you didn’t put away was the alcohol, knowing Dean would definitely want to drink a bit either later tonight or sometime in the morning before you two left.

Sneaking a glance back in his direction, Dean was just staring up at the ceiling, eyes closed.

He looked so.. relaxed, which was a surprise considering the life you guys led. Hunters didn’t really get much time to relax in between hunts.

But when you guys did have time to relax, you made sure to take it for granted when the change arose, you made sure to take it.

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pls reblog if you enjoyed 🙏🙏

[zepskies]

Hello! Just wanted to ask something. I have seen that you reblog a lot of storys from other writers. Are those all mutuals? Love your writing, btw. 💌

Hi there, thank you very much! 😊

Yep, I reblog pretty much every story I read, and no they’re not always mutuals (though many of them are).

It’s very simple: if I liked it, I reblog it, and I always try to leave something of my honest thoughts on what I liked about it and/or how the story made me feel. It doesn’t matter to me if the writer is brand new or well established. If you made me feel something and the story feels true to the canon characters, you got me hooked. 👌🏽

I’ve talked a lot in the past about why reblogging matters and why it’s important to show appreciation for fanfic writers for sharing their stories for free, so I’m not asking people to do anything I don’t do myself. A little kindness can go a long way. 😉💜

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 149 & 150

Welcome to Week 149 & 150

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

My Masterlist click HERE

Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

Page-break by @whimsicalrogers​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ & header by me

If you can, please reblog these lists so they can reach more people on Tumblr.

I love you 3000 💜 Missy

Mine Part 2 - (Steve x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie​

Protecting What's His - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog​

Secrets chp 14 - (Steve x OFC, Brock x OFC) - @nekoannie-chan​

Bucky oneshot - @angrythingstarlight

Starving, Darling - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Rule Number One - (Bucky x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans

Bucky One shot - @angrythingstarlight

A fallen crush - (Steve x Reader) - @biteofcherry

Not my world part Il - (Steve x OFC) - @nekoannie-chan

Two kings (10) - FIN of Arc 1 - @holylulusworld

A Vampire's Kiss - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

All Access - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Slow - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Dog Tags - (Stucky x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans

Our psychos break the new toy in - (Mr Freezy x Reader) - @the-iceni-bitch

You Get What You Pay For - (God the Bounty Hunter x Reader) - @navybrat817

Wild Kitten (10) - @holylulusworld

A hard world - (Steve x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Secrets Chapter 15 - (Steve x ofc, Brock x ofc) - @nekoannie-chan

Delectable Discipline - (Steve x Reader x Lloyd) - @labella420

Terms and Conditions - Keep the Change - (Andy x Reader) - @navybrat817

3 Billion Divorce - My Dear Wife - (Lloyd x Reader) - @deliciousangelfestival

Collared part 15 - (Dean x Reader) - @spnexploration

I wish it wasn't true - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Visible Mark - Part 3 - (Bucky x Reader x Steve) - @navybrat817

Digital Bath - Part 2 - (Bucky x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

A Kiss to Remember - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Fresh Fallen Snow, Part 2 - (Curtis x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513

Signals - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

His Inheritance - Part 19 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

[demonangelsworld]

This was sooooo cute 🥹🥹 Id happily give him all the kisses he needs to feel better.

𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

→ premise: there existed no such cricumstances in which dean doesnt want your lips against his. bloodied, bruised, even with broken bones, a kiss from his girl makes it all better.

→ pairing: dean winchester x fem!reader

→ warnings: tw: blood, fluff, but some sort of instense making out, established relationship, descriptions of blood and injuries, blood in mouth, nicknames [baby, sweetheart, my girl], reader is described a bit to have anxiety

→ a/n: as always i hope dean isn’t too out of character as i have never written for him! enjoy my loves :) and sorry its short.

A hunt had gone south they got the monster and it was done but Dean was injured, they were headed back to the bunker. That was all Sam spit out over the phone, normally you appreciated his ability to get straight to the point. Currently you were cursing it as he hung up shortly after cause he was the one driving back. You had a million and one questions running through your head and more than half of them weren’t good.

This was the part of the boys going off hunting and you staying back that you hated the most. When one of them got hurt or something went wrong and all you could do was sit there, a chill running down your spine as your blood boiled in your veins, anxiously pacing the living room, trying to not let yourself jump to the worst conclusions which you regularly failed to do.

You used to go on hunts with them and instead of you currently being the one riddle with anxiety, it was Dean. Once the two of you pulled your heads out of your asses (as Sam would say) and realized you’ve had feelings for each other for years, you got together. Being officially together seemed to make Dean's protective nature increase tenfold. He was even more terrified to lose you now than before. He began fussing over you whenever you'd get even the slightest scarpe or bump on a hunt. He would glue himself to your side the whole duration. Forcing you to normally stay back in the motel room when the hunt turned into a more dangerous situation than dean cared to put you in.

You loved Dean but it began to get a bit too tedious to deal with and even Sam made a comment on how overprotective he was being. In an attempt to make hunts go easier and ease your boyfriend's anxiety, once you all situated yourselfs in the bunker you suggested to him that you go out on hunts less, especially when they could now take Cas. Dean jumped at the suggestion but you couldn't blame him.

“I think that's a great idea baby” he said with a kiss to your forehead.

You still helped out, researching things when Sam needed the help, going through old books and files in the library, patching them up when they’d come back with cuts and bruises. You hadn't realized just how jittery you'd be however stuck in the bunker when he was out and especially when they went on far away hunts.

They'd go to the hospital when things were really bad, so you knew if the boys were on their way back then it couldn’t be too bad. The reminder did nothing to sooth your racing thoughts, your heart thumping so hard you could practically hear it pounding in your ears. You didn't know just how long you've been pacing back and forth, too afraid to look up at the clock and realize it's only been a few minutes since Sam called.

You don't hear the sound of baby pulling into the garage, your head is too clouded as you were damn near about to wear a grove down into the old floors. The sound of a door shutting loudly and two sets of heavy footsteps are heard down the hallway. Spinning so quickly on your feet you nearly lose your balance you turn to face the noise. Watching as the brothers emerge from the dark hall, Dean's arm rests on Sam's shoulder almost using him like a human crutch. You let out a small gasp making them stop and both of their eyes snap up to yours, whether you gasped in surprise at the state of your boyfriend or in relief you can’t tell.

“Hi sweetheart, We’re home” Dean tilts his head, his voice laced with his usual sarcasm and deep tone. He pushes off of Sam, clearly able to at least stand on his own, slowly making his way over to you a small limp in his step.

In the blink of an eye you’re rushing into his arms, your soft hands grabbing ahold of his beaten up face and crashing your lips against his. He grunts out a “fuck” in surprise or pain the word dying in his throat turning into a noise as his eyes fall shut and he grabs ahold of your hips. With a sharp tug he pulls your body as close as he can to his, his hands sliding up your sides. His bloodied lips against your plush ones, kissing you like a man starved, a kiss you’ve come accustomed to when he comes home from longer hunts. “Missed you” he hums in a hushed tone into the kiss for only you to hear, making your racing heart only speed up. His blood flows into your opened mouth as the kiss goes on, the metallic taste on your tongue foreign but you were far too relieved he was back in one piece to care about the blood coating your tongue.

Any pain Dean felt after the whole ordeal and from the bumpy ride back to the bunker seemed to fade from his body. He could care less about his brother's presence still in the room or the blood still dripping from his face and that covered his clothes or his split lip. It felt as if all the bruises that were forming on his body were already being kissed away as your soft lips slid against his. The taste of your mouth overcoming the taste of the blood in his, your scent calming his body, reminding him he's finally home again. Your body grounding him.

A rough deep cough stops the moment making the two of you reluctantly pull away, lips swollen and parted as you catch your breath.

“Before this gets any more R-rated maybe we should patch him up and you know clean him up” Sam suggested with a small light hearted chuckle as he walks off to the bathroom to get the first aid kit. You were grateful you remembered just yesterday that it had needed to be restocked. “Sorry Sammy” Dean calls after him, you turn your head away and follow up with a “Sorry not sorry” down the hall after him making a small smirk grow on your boyfriend's face.

Once he's out of eye sight, Dean grabs ahold of your face by lightly squeezing your cheeks and turns your head back to face him. Leaning down to begin softly kissing you again, groaning against your lips when the pain in his body begins to return.

“Who needs a first aid kit, all i need is my girl's kisses” He mumbled softly against your mouth, making you break out into a smile. A small tear slips down your cheek, your breath returning to your lungs and the chill in your spine fading as relief finally settled over your body knowing he's okay.

→ a/n: if you enjoyed please reblog or send me some dean requests id love to write more for him!

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 147 & 148

Welcome to Week 147 & 148

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

My Masterlist click HERE

Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

Page-break by @whimsicalrogers​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ & header by me

If you can, please reblog these lists so they can reach more people on Tumblr.

I love you 3000 💜 Missy

Mine Part 1 - (Steve x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie​​

Secrets Chp 12 - (Steve x OFC, Brock x OFC) - @nekoannie-chan​

Distorted - @ironlady1993​

Baby I’m Preying on You Tonight - (Hannibal x Reader) - @the-soulofdevil​

Collared part 13  - (Dean x Reader) -  @spnexploration​

Collared part 14 - (Dean x Reader) - @spnexploration​

Heart of Glass - Part 4 - (Curtis x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

Bad Night - (Bucky x Reader) - @winter-soldier-vibes

Bucky Drabble - @indyluckycharlie

His Inheritance - Part 18 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Little Bird - Part 3 - (Bucky x Reader) - @gogolucky13

Real Life Tasks With Ransom - Day 10 - @wiypt-writes @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Secret Sierra - Chp 8 - @lloydsbitch

Huge mistake - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Time to Study - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Like Jello - (Ari x Reader) - @late-to-the-party-81

Breaking - (Steve x Reader) - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Thirsty - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Hunger - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Breakfast - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

DBF! Ari Drabble - @angrythingstarlight

Under the Blue - (Ari x Reader) - @flordeamatista

Air - (Ari x Reader) - @flordeamatista

Threadbare - (Steve x Reader) - @ronearoundblindly

Though I Have Never Read It - (Bucky x Reader) - @tuiccim

The Perfect Storm - (Andy x Reader) - @targaryenvampireslayer

Man with a plan - Part 1 - (Stucky x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans

Man with a plan - Part 2 - (Stucky x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans

Digital Bath - Part 1 - (Bucky x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

First Mother's Day - (Steve x Reader, Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Hands off - Part 1 - (Steve x Reader) - @darsynia

Second Time Around - (Steve x Reader) - @cockslutpadalecki

Secrets Chp 13 - (Steve x ofc, Brock x ofc) - @nekoannie-chan

After Hours - (Ari x Reader) - @flordeamatista

Normal, not boring - Kinktober 25 - (Steve x Reader x Bucky) - @holylulusworld

Sibling Rivalry - Part 33 - (Steve x Reader) - @imdarkinme

3 Billion Divorce - Part 1 - (Lloyd x Reader) - @deliciousangelfestival

Just Right - Chp 1 - (Steve x Reader) - @darsynia

The Root of all Ransom - Part 1 - (Ransom x Reader) - @ronearoundblindly

Fresh Fallen Snow, Part 1 - (Curtis x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513

She - (Brock Rumlow X Reader (platonic), Jack Rollins X Reader - @nekoannie-chan

The psychos find a new toy - (Mr Freezy x Reader) - @the-iceni-bitch

Smother - (Frank C x Reader) - @fluffyprettykitty

Light - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 145 & 146

Welcome to Week 145 & 146

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

My Masterlist click HERE

Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

Page-break by @whimsicalrogers​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ & header by me

If you can, please reblog these lists so they can reach more people on Tumblr.

I love you 3000 💜 Missy

Little Minx - (Steve x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie

Collared part 11 - (Dean x Reader) - @spnexploration

Collared part 12 - (Dean x Reader) - @spnexploration

Two Sides of the Same Coin - (Bucky x Reader, Winter Soldier x Reader) - @navybrat817

Long Night - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Injured - (Steve x Reader) - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Secrets Chp 10 - @nekoannie-chan

Egg Search - (Lloyd x Reader) - @xcaptain-winterx

Take the Edge Off - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Heart of Glass - Part 3 - (Curtis x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

What happened - (Morbius x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

His Inheritance - Part 16 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Little Bird - Part 2 - (Bucky x Reader) - @gogolucky13

New Rules - Part 13 - (Steve x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

Real Life Tasks With Ransom - Day 7 - @wiypt-writes @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Secret Sierra - Chp 7 - @lloydsbitch

His Inheritance - Part 17 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

new rules - the bet - @syntheticavenger

A good plan - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Dusk to Dawn - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

All Mine - (Steve x Reader) - @sagechanoafterdark

Brothers In Arms - Part 9 - (Ransom x Reader) - @wiypt-writes

Bedtime Story - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Biker Bucky Oneshot - @angrythingstarlight

Ready or Not - Chp 4 - (Steve x Reader) - @navybrat817

Loving You is Easy - (Stucky x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans

Secrets Chapter 11- (Steve x OFC, Brock x OFC) - @nekoannie-chan

DBF! Ari - @lunarbuck

The Dream - (Loki x Reader) - @literatureatthebowofnails

The Disappearance - (Loki x Reader) - @literatureatthebowofnails

Into the Deep End - (Mr Freezy x Reader) - @the-iceni-bitch

In this world it’s just us - @the-soulofdevil

Jealous - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Accidental view - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Take You Higher - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Smile - (Dark!Midnight Sons × Reader) - @deceitfuldevout

Neighborly Love - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Drunk Bucky Oneshot - @angrythingstarlight

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Weeks 141 & 142

Welcome to Week 141 & 142

It’s been a busy two weeks. Over 50 fics for you all to enjoy.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

My Masterlist click HERE

Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

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Made for Me - Part 5 - (Bucky x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie​

Sundaze - (Andy x Reader) - @sunshinebuckybarnes​

Secrets Chp 6 - (Steve x OC) - @nekoannie-chan​

Choreography - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan​

Rude attitude (4) - (Steve x Reader) - @holylulusworld​

Aurora - Part 4 -  (Andy x OFC, Lloyd) - @andydrysdalerogers​

Dynamite Ball Skills - (Jake x Reader) - @writercole

Best Friends Forever - Chp 4 - (Bucky x Reader) - @talia-rumlow​

Collared part 7 - (Dean x Reader) - @spnexploration​

Highways & Heatstrokes - Part 2 - (Ari x Reader) - @oh-my-damn​

The best birthday - (Steve x Reader x Brock) - @nekoannie-chan​

Bad Moon Rising - (Ari x Reader, Lloyd) - @biteofcherry​

Mafia Bucky Oneshot - @angrythingstarlight

Down Again - (Ari x Reader) - @navybrat817​

His Inheritance - Part 13 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18​

Lightning in a Bottle - Part 2 - (Thor x Reader) - @wizardofrozz​​

Real Life Tasks With Ransom - Day 2 - @wiypt-writes @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

What Dreams Are Made Of - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Riding On - Chp 32 - (Frank x OFC) - @wiypt-writes

Saved - Part 4 - (Steve x Reader) - @kellyn1604

Biker Ari - @angrythingstarlight

Wicked Little Games - (Steve x Reader) - @angrythingstarlight

Secrets chapter 7 - (Steve x OC, Brock x OC) - @nekoannie-chan

Bandaged with Love - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Secret Sierra - Chp 4 - @lloydsbitch

Trapped - (Tony x Reader) - @ironlady1993

Tactical - (Frank C x Reader) - @fluffyprettykitty​

Peepshow - (Ari x Reader, Lloyd x Reader) - @labella420

Temples To Build - (Bucky x Reader) - @slyyywriting​

Highways & Heatstrokes - Part 3 - (Ari x Reader) - @oh-my-damn

A Hairy Tail - (Steve x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Fever - (Tom H) - @animnerd​

A New Widow? (Nat/Bucky) - @/animnerd​

Jerk next door (4) - (Andy x Reader) @holylulusworld​

Different escape plan - (Steve x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan​

Never-ending nightmare - (Ransom x Reader, Ari) - @late-to-the-party-81

Left for Revenge - (4) - (Andy x OC) - @hollybee8917

Left for Revenge - (5) - (Andy x OC) - @/hollybee8917

The Dalliance - (Loki x Reader) - @literatureatthebowofnails​

Give Me One More - (Ari x Reader) - @/saiyanprincessswanie​

Aurora - Part 5 -  (Andy x OFC, Lloyd) - @andydrysdalerogers

Best Friends Forever - Chp 5 - (Bucky x Reader) - @talia-rumlow

Collared part 8 - @spnexploration

Highways & Heatstrokes - Part 4 - (Ari x Reader) - @oh-my-damn

Highways & Heatstrokes - Part 5 - (Ari x Reader) - @/oh-my-damn

His Inheritance - Part 14 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Lightning in a Bottle - Part 3 - (Thor x Reader) - @wizardofrozz

Real Life Tasks With Ransom - Day 4 - @wiypt-writes @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Prepping the Nursery - (Steve x Reader) - @navybrat817

Secret Sierra - Chp 5 - @lloydsbitch​​

Consciousness of Guilt - Chp 25 - (Andy x Reader) - @/wiypt-writes

Two Kings (4) - (Steve x Reader) - @/holylulusworld

The Quinjet Plan - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Weeks 143 & 144

Welcome to Week 143 & 144

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

My Masterlist click HERE

Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

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Beg for Forgiveness - (Steve x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie

Nat’s Diary (2) - @animnerd

Lloyd Drabble - @thornsnvultures

Hold my Heart - (Andy x Reader) - @flordeamatista

Midnight Dance - @animnerd

Secrets chp 8 - (Steve x Reader, Brock x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

New Rules - Chp 12 - (Steve x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

Heart of Glass - Part 1 - (Curtis x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

Oh La La - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Drops of Rain - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Left for Revenge - Chp 6 - @hollybee8917

Left for Revenge - Chp 7 - @hollybee8917

Left for Revenge - Chp 8 - @hollybee8917

Partners in Crime - (Nick x Reader) - @navybrat817

Prelude to a Kiss - (Stucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

New Tricks - (Stucky x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans

Dirty Sweet - (Bucky x Reader) - @nocturne-pisces

TRIAD - @labella420

Thigh Slayer - (Bucky x Reader) - @targaryenvampireslayer

Things are looking up - (Brock x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

So High - (Bucky x Reader) - @metalbuckaroo

A Piece of Cake - (Stucky x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans

This City - (Steve x Reader, Steve x OFC) - @cockslutpadalecki

The shower incident - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Kiss the Girl - (Steve, Nat) - @animnerd

Out there - (Winter Soldier) - @animnerd

Biker Jake Drabble - @angrythingstarlight

Chasing Love - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Collared part 9 - (Dean x Reader) - @spnexploration

Collared part 10 - (Dean x Reader) - @spnexploration

Aurora - Part 6 - (Andy x OFC, Lloyd) - @andydrysdalerogers

Aurora - Part 7 - (Andy x OFC, Lloyd) - @andydrysdalerogers

God and His Angel - (God the Bounty Hunter × Reader) - @navybrat817

Pity Party - (Lloyd x Reader) - @deceitfuldevout

Secrets Chp 9 - (Steve x OFC, Brock x OFC) - @nekoannie-chan

Heart of Glass - Part 2 - (Curtis x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

His Inheritance - Part 15 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Lightning in a Bottle - Part 4 - (Thor x Reader) - @wizardofrozz

Real Life Tasks With Ransom - Day 5 - @wiypt-writes @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Secret Sierra - Chp 6 - (Six x Reader) - @lloydsbitch

Little Bird - Part 1 - (Bucky x Reader) - @gogolucky13

Gentle Sin - (God the Bounty Hunter x Reader) - @navybrat817

Traitor? - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Two Kings (6) - (Steve x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Recognition - Part 3 - (Steve x Reader) - @labella420

Crossroads part I - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Play by the Rules - (Steve x Reader, Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Monkey See, Monkey Do - (Chp 12) - @spectre-posts @what-is-your-plan-today

Work it Out - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog​

God vs the Devil - (1) - (Lloyd x Reader x God the Bounty Hunter) - @holylulusworld​

Headstrong - (Bucky x Reader) - @flordeamatista​