#sara x hunter

[the-writer-nerd-ro]

Ohhhh we are popping the biggest bottles, it only took writing 25 fics (plus a small number of fics from other talented writers) but Sara and Hunter are FINALLY a recognized relationship tag on AO3

To celebrate, please enjoy:

Sara and Hunter are Two Rats

Hunter was exhausted after a long day of overseeing funerals. It was a stressful job, because mourners don't always behave tactfully and also because most funerals were for crows and crows tend to eat rats.

Her parents had had a much more friendly relationship with the local birds, but they'd been lost in a tragic rat poison incident and now Hunter was left running funerals for creatures that could eat her if they decided they didn't like the flower arrangements.

So she was a little on edge at the end of the day. All she wanted to do was collapse in her little hole until she had get up and go to work for the next murder victim or piece of roadkill that deserved a touching tribute.

The second she got comfortable and closed her eyes the hole filled with noise. She didn't have to open her eyes to find the source, she knew it was Sara.

Sara had acquired a zune from the humans and so everywhere she went she had background music. It was weirdly endearing- when you didn't have a skull splitting headache from a day of hard work.

“Hey! You want to go to the rat rave?”

“The what?” Hunter asked, which was a mistake. Responding meant confirming that she was awake.

“It's a rave for rats.”

“I should have known.”

“It doesn't get as crazy as the bat raves but those are pretty exclusive. I mean I can get in and I'd vouch for you, you do fit their aesthetic… Do you want to go to a bat rave?”

“Mmph.”

“How do you feel about being upside down?”

Hunter cracked an eyelid and looked at Sara. She loved Sara's enthusiasm and obscure party knowledge, but she couldn't match her energy on a good day and this one had been especially bad.

“Look, I almost got eaten today, so I don’t really feel like going out.”

Sara's eyes seemed to glow with anger at this revelation, “Who?”

“No one you know,” Hunter said quickly.

“Tell me their name and I'll hunt them down to the ends of the earth and make sure they never party in this city again.”

“Or,” Hunter suggested gently, “you can come over here and snuggle.”

Sara thought about it for a second, turning off her zune right as it was in the middle of “I Am” by Bon Jovi.

She came over and lay protectively in front of Hunter, so that any predators that found them in the night would have to go through her first.

“I'll keep you safe.”

Hunter nuzzled into Sara, “It's enough for you to keep me company.”

“I can do that, too.”

“Thanks for skipping the rat rave for me.”

“There will be other rat raves. But there's only one you.”

As she was falling a sleep Hunter kind of smiled and mumbled, “Yeah, I love you too.”

[feeling--pink]

Day 9 (red) - Sphere ❤️

I’ve never drawn them in their original fits so I thought that would be fun to do today!! :)

[incorrectly-quoted-queers]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Drawfee RPF Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Additional Tags: wlw, Dorks, Goths, Dancer, Drawfee - Freeform, drawfee characters, Vandalism, meet cute, Instagram Summary:

Our lovely, beleaguered non-binary pal Rory has to watch their childhood friend, Sara Pena, fall in love with the unlikeable Hunter Richardson in real time.

[sarakipin]

Sticker sets for SDCC! ✨💌🌱🎣

[vacz]

"Together" - THE HUNTER AU (Mini- comic)

A little interaction between Sara and the infamous woodsman

This comic was supposed to be quickly... it took more time than I expected so sorry

So I have this idea for the AU about this scenario where Sara tries to convince Wirt to go back home, but he says "He died on that lake!" So here it goes, you can consider it canon or not, don't worry!

The style is very dirty, I'm so sorry, I am not usually this messy with my comics ;;

But anyways, I hope you guys enjoy it!

[lethiepie]

“ 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒓𝒍

𝑶𝒇 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 “… 📼🌿

Third drawing of my TOH OTGW AU!

Hunter as Wirt

And Willow as Sarah!

I know folks usually ship wirt with Beatrice, bUT, I thought Amity resembled Beatrice better, and wirt and Sarah are so cute too 🥹

Anyway, here’s an alt version without the text!

[mister-sea-and-sky]

LEGENDS OF TOMORROW MASTERLIST

Empty (for now)

Rules & Main Masterlist

[strea-ultimea]

Top 10 Roles of Kana Ueda: INPO

10. Yoimiya - Genshin Impact

9. Neon Nostrade - Hunter X Hunter 2011

8. Pascal - Tales of Graces

7. Rin Tohsaka - Nasuverse

6. Skyla - Pokémon

5. Arisa Narumi - Magia Record

4. Anastasia Hoshin - Re:Zero

3. Hayate Yagami - Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha

2. Mikan Sakura - Gakuen Alice

1. Sara - Mermaid Melody Pichi Pichi Pitch

[mlmneuvifuri]

kujoubei

-requested by; anon!

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rarepair requests are open ! spam my inbox :]

flags used;

background flag; gilbert baker gay flag

kujou sara, top to bottom; genderflux, pansexual

beidou, top to bottom; genderfluid, lesbian

[the-writer-nerd-ro]

Happy Drawtectives Season 3 Episode 2 I'm back with more Sphere and Drawtectives crossovers (this one is set after Celestial Spear but before Midnight Alley)

I'm gonna write something about Midnight Alley soon I promise

For now... Enjoy!

Rats, Cats, and Bees

Hunter hadn’t gone to Huck E. Heese since her cousin Maddox was a preteen. Sara, who was still kind of new to the city, had never gone. 

But the second they’d gotten tangled with the Drawtectives, they got their chance to eat bee-themed pizza.

“Okay, walk me through it. The mascot is a rat but the theme is bees?” Sara asked before they went in.

“Yeah, they call it Bizza.”

“But there aren’t actual bees on the pizza, right? I think I’m allergic to bees.”

“Wait, seriously?” Hunter hadn’t known that. 

“Mildly.”

“What about your pin?”

Sara was wearing a matching denim set of jeans, a tube top, and a jacket and had covered the jacket in pins. One such pin was a little sunflower with a bee on it, one was a slice of pizza with little heart-shaped pepperonis, and another was a little lesbian flag. Additionally, she was wearing two rat earrings, which hooked onto her ears by the tails. They were very cute and honestly looked kind of heavy. 

“I’m not allergic to resin bees, I think,” Sara said with a laugh.

“Right, duh. No, no real bees on the pizza.”

“Okay, that’s fine then. I can’t wait to see everyone again.”

“Yeah…” 

Hunter wasn’t as sold, she’d made it through the last Drawtectives outing by hanging back with Harper, she’d been looking forward to stealing tickets with her favorite petty thief, but Harper apparently had a bigger heist to pull. Some kind of family bonding thing with her mom. 

So Hunter was feeling a bit like a fish out of water. 

She was even more off-kilter when she saw the Drawtectives had adopted another stranger, another person she had to meet and be nice to.

Sara was nice and friendly effortlessly, but it took a lot of effort for Hunter. 

The stranger’s name was Eugene Finch, and, while Sara chatted with the others about Bizza and Brizes, he seemed to zero in on Hunter.

“Are you a medium?”

“What?”

“You seem like you know death, are you a medium?”

“No, I’m a funeral director.” She hesitated, and then, “Are you a medium?”

He nodded, continuing to study her like she had something on her face.

“Can you talk to any ghosts?”

“Only the ones who haven’t passed on. Those with unfinished business, or fears about the afterlife.”

“Oh.”

“Did you have someone in mind?”

“I don’t want to get my hopes up,” Hunter said. “It’s better to believe they’re at peace.”

Eugene nodded, seeming lost in thought.

“Sorry I can’t help, you bring a lot of people comfort-”

“What?”

“You help ghosts move on and people move forward. You treat them with respect. Not everybody does that.”

Hunter was a little choked up. Sara was the people person, Sara made people feel good. Hunter just did her job.

“I… I don’t…”

“There is one thing I can do,” Eugene said, graciously ignoring Hunter’s stammering.

“Yeah?”

“There’s a cat, isn’t there?” 

Hunter whipped around, “Is she here?”

Eugene pointed a finger toward the man in the rat costume. “Stalking her prey.”

Hunter saw her then and shuddered.

“I thought I made her up.” 

“Death likes people like us. But you don’t have to keep looking over your shoulder for her.”

Hunter glanced at Sara, laughing by the skee ball machine. 

“I guess I have a lot to live for. No sense in planning my funeral just yet. Are you sure you can handle her?”

“I’m a cat person,” Eugene said, making a psp psp psp sound and calling the spectral cat over to him. 

“Hey, did they say you were their son?” Hunter asked as the cat slunk around Eugene’s legs. 

Eugene laughed sheepishly. “Yeah, York, Rosé, and Grandma kind of adopted me on their last case.”

“They’re good people. They’re a lot but they’re good people.”

Eugene nodded. “They saved my life. It’s been a weird few weeks but… Things are better now, and a lot of that is because of them.”

“That’s good. She’s, um, she’s not going to bother you or your family, right? I never really figured out how she works, she just showed up sometimes.”

“She’s visible only to those who have a strong tether to death. She can’t harm us, she was just toying with you because you made a home for her. I know a place where she can oversee the afterlife without troubling the living. Plus, she can play with my cat Felix.”

“Oh, you have a cat? Can I see pictures?’

Hunter was always most at ease with strangers when they were showing her pictures of their pets. 

“Yeah, but I have to warn you, he doesn’t look like normal cats.”

Hunter was expecting some type of Sphinx cat, instead, Eugene showed her a picture of an animatronic, not unlike Huck E. Heese.

“Um… He’s very… Handsome?” Hunter offered, very confused.

“Yeah, he is.” Eugene noticed her bewilderment. “Oh, I put his soul in an animatronic so that he could still be with me. He didn’t want to pass on.”

“But why…” Hunter tried to land on the specific trait that was most troublesome. “Why does he have hands?”

“So he can draw.”

“Okay, I can respect that.” 

“Eugene! Hunter! Come dunk!” Rosé said excitedly, waiving the pair over.

When they headed over, Sara proudly displayed the thick stack of tickets she’d somehow already acquired.

“I hit the jackpot on the Dance Dance Revolution game,” Sara said with a gleam in her eyes.

“Wow, what are you going to do with those?” Hunter asked.

“Well, I thought I would treat my girlfriend to whatever brize she wanted, and then after that buy everyone a slippy hand.”

Hunter blushed. 

“You don't have to use your tickets on me.”

“Yeah, but I know how excited you were to steal tickets with Harper. So I wanted tonight to be fun for you.”

Hunter leaned over and kissed Sara. “I don't need brizes, as long as I'm here with you I'll have fun. I even made a new friend.”

“That's awesome!” Sara was delighted.

“How about you, me, and Hunter against my parents in a dunking contest?” Eugene suggested.

“Oh, it's on,” York said.

“Just because you're our beautiful baby boy doesn't mean we won't destroy you,” Rosé said. 

“I’ll go easy on you,” Grandma whispered.

“As long as I don't end up in hot gazpacho,” Eugene laughed. 

Hunter and Sara exchanged a look, pretty sure they'd never get all the inside jokes. But they didn't need to unravel every mystery to have a fun time goofing off with their friends.

They just needed each other, and bizza.

[crisicsgames]

DEAD SPACE ☠ REMAKE IL MARCHIO & ELIMINA CACCIATORE - MERCER SARA UNO 🎮XBOX SERIES X

[neopolitansworld]

So there was another Server event on discord where we were given different color palettes to create a Pretty Cure fan series, my palette being; Royal Blue, Teal, Lime Green, Fuchsia, Orange. Using those colors i whipped up;

Cyber-Rift Pretty Cure Code: Kaiju

Themes: Futuristic, Kaiju, Isekai?, Cyberpunk, Mecha, Emotions, Senses

Synopsis:

While working on a mandatory cyber group project, Hitomi stumbles upon an ancient hard drive with coordinates to the Mysterious abandoned dorm where she meets the enigmatic PEIR (PEIROVACS), an advanced AI who presents her the Hyperlink-Cell and tasks her with restoring balance to a parallel dimension known as the Primeval Colossus Realm. Realizing she can't do it alone, she invites her group mates —Yasuko, Sara, Kaori, and Jina to help her with this mission. As they transform into Cures they form the Cyber Rift Pretty Cure Code: Kaiju. Will they be able to stop the realm from colliding, save the corrupted Kaiju’s. What mysteries will they solve, allies they meet on the way and secrets they uncover in their own home realm. Will their friendship blossom prettily and cure the faults within them, creating life lesson moments?

Cure Optix – Hitomi Daigo

Emotion: Perceptive     Sense: Sight

Role: The Strategist      Game Class: Paladin

Headpiece Shape: Squared Heart

Kaiju: Pterornith (Rex)

Sole Super Form: Pterornith Druid Form with Wings for flight

Cure Zen – Yasuko Aoyama

Emotion: Calm    Sense: Touch

Role: The Healer      Game Class: Cleric

Headpiece Shape: Quatrefoil X

Kaiju: Alpinist (Rex)

Sole Super Form: Alpinist Druid Form with Climbing/Grip Strength

Cure Pulse – Sara Wakana

Emotion: Joy   Sense: Hearing

Role: The Scout      Game Class: Ranger

Headpiece Shape: Joined Speakers/ Volume Plus & Minus

Kaiju: Squalo (Rex)

Sole Super Form: Squalo Druid Form with Swimming abilities / Gills

Cure Sensor – Kaori Kubo

Emotion: Curiosity    Sense: Smell

Role: The Defender      Game Class: Hunter

Headpiece Shape: Triquetra

Kaiju: Rhinocera (Rex)

Sole Super Form: Rhinocera Druid Form with Digging abilities

Cure Byte – Jina Gushiken

Emotion: Passion   Sense: Taste

Role: The Warrior      Game Class: Barbarian

Headpiece Shape: Four teeth Gear

Kaiju: Dromeus

Sole Super Form: Dromeus Druid Form with Enhanced Speed

I have a lot of information about this fanseries that I can't wait to share, just need to finish the art accompanying said information 😅but in due time all will be revealed. I have gotten quite attached to this series even tho it was created for an event. I hope ya'll love these girls as much as i do! ❤️✨

[twisting-echo]

Mobian x Human OTP Collage Pt. 1

✨Ships✨

Shadow the Hedgehog x Maria Robotnik (Shadaria): Shadow, the ultimate lifeform, and Maria, a kind and gentle soul, share a deep and tragic connection. Their bond is forged through their shared dreams of peace and understanding, making their relationship profoundly emotional and enduring to me.

Princess Elise x Sonic the Hedgehog (Sonelise): Princess Elise, the kind-hearted and soft-spoken ruler of Soleanna, finds her first true friend and crush in Sonic, the blue blur. Despite their different worlds, their connection is unbreakable, driven by Sonic's determination to protect her and Elise's unwavering faith in him.

Rouge the Bat x Agent Topaz (Roupaz): Rouge, the cunning and independent treasure hunter, found a woman named after a gemstone and straight up proposed to her with a huge-ass topaz ring! Their contrasting personalities balance each other out and create a dynamic that's intriguing to me.

Sara x Knuckles the Echidna (Knuxara): Sara, having shed most of her spoiled mannerisms, is now a spirited and adventurous girl who meets Knuckles, the stoic and duty-bound guardian of the Master Emerald. Their relationship is a mix of fiery determination and mutual respect, with each bringing out hidden strengths in the other.

🚫IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THIS SHIP, PLEASE DON'T COMMENT OR REBLOG 🚫🚫 PLEASE DON'T STEAL OR REPOST MY EDITS 🚫

[nataliatan31]

Mola mucho la animación 👌👌👌👌

Pobre wirt como se pone triste porque a Sara no le ha gustado la cinta (creo que es lo que dice en el final dibujo, lo digo porque no se inglés (bueno entiendo algo pero no tanto TwT))

"I Will Fall in love with you" The Hunter AU (ANIMATIC)

After so much time searching for this boy, Sara has finally found him. He has changed, for the worse, but not even in his worst state she would ever stop loving him.

Hi!!! Sorry for not posting anything yesterday, I was busy trying to finish this little animatic ;;

So the context is that Sara finally finds Wirt and she doesn't care what he has become, for her, he is still the same boy she fell in love with. Even tho Wirt doesn't feel the same and thinks himself as too dangerous to be loved, he is afraid of hurting her... And yet, Sara shows him that no matter what she still likes him, and so that made him to finally allow himself to accept love

The song I use for this is "Would you fall in love with me?" From Epic The Musical. When I heard this song I thought about this scenario and so I finally decided to draw it. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Also, here is a little comic. In the musical Penelope does a test to Odysseus about something only she and him knew, in this case, Is Sara testing Wirt by using the tape, to prove if he is still the same boy after all these years or he turned into the maniac he claims to be.

[angelic--kitty]

˚₊‧꒰ა 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𝖐𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖞'𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖘

abs poll (dehya, arlecchino, clorinde, beidou)

milf!gi women + inexperienced reader (suggestive/angst)

ningguang thoughts (nsfw)

unzipping mavuika's suit (nsfw)

clorinde/beidou + navia/ningguang (nsfw)

comforting you on your period (fluff)

jean, navia, beidou, dehya

arle size kink thoughts (nsfw)

riding dom!arlecchino's strap (nsfw)

studying/cockwarming arlecchino (nsfw)

breeding with rabbit!arle (nsfw)

rabbit!arle hcs (fluff)

rabbit!arle (nsfw)

arle dick/strap hcs (nsfw)

dehya breeding thoughts (nsfw)

dehya x virgin!fem reader (nsfw)

scissor/finger/pound + yelan/arle/dehya (nsfw)

cat naps w/dehya and xilonen (fluff)

oral w/ yanfei (nsfw)

𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖙 𝖋𝖎𝖈 𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖊𝖘

dom!arlecchino x sub!fem reader drabble (nsfw)

smut, punishment (spanking), bondage

soft sex - dom!transfem arle x sub!reader (nsfw)

smut, grinding, handjob, cunnilingus

arlecchino x sub!fem sensitive reader (nsfw)

smut, fingering, hickies, titplay

dom!ceo arle x sub!fem intern reader (nsfw)

smut, power dynamics

breeding with rabbit!arle pt 2 (nsfw)

smut, rabbit/transfem!arle, breeding, dom!arle

riding dilf!arle (nsfw)

smut, transfem!arle, dilf!arle (implied age gap), bondage

rut w/ hare!arle + bunny!reader (nsfw)

smut, transfem!arle, hybrids, breeding, size kink

knotting w/werewolf arle (nsfw)

smut, transfem!arle, hybrids, size kink, knot

domming arlecchino (nsfw)

smut, dom!reader, strap usage, bondage on arle

lioness!dehya + breeding drabble (nsfw)

smut, breeding kink

'the true essence of being'- dom!black swan x sub!fem reader (nsfw)

smut, cunnilingus, finger sucking

dom!clorinde x sub!fem reader drabble (nsfw)

smut, fingering, spanking

biker!mavuika x fem!reader drabble (suggestive)

biker!au

dom!signora x sub!fem reader drabble (nsfw)

smut, strap usage, spanking, leash, degradation, temperature play

'let's roll the dice!' - dom!yelan x sub!fem reader (nsfw)

smut, fingering, degradation, bondage, vibe, dice rolling

muzzle + switch!yae miko x switch!fem reader (nsfw)

muzzle, leash/collar, scissoring, asphyxiation

miko + ei + reader (nsfw)

bondage, vibrators, makeouts

weapon play w/ clorinde + sara x fem!reader (nsfw)

smut, weapon play, penetration

kissing w/ yelan in a teahouse (suggestive)

suggestive, making out

sucking dom!beidou's strap + sub!fem reader (nsfw)

smut, strap sucking

dom!party girls xilonen/mavuika + sub!fem reader (nsfw)

smut, fingering, cunnilingus

𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖎𝖈 𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖊𝖘

'transfixed' - dom!arlecchino x sub!fem reader (nsfw)

smut, strap usage, fellatio, fingering, doggy-style

'maintain control' - switch!arlecchino x switch!fem reader (nsfw)

smut, scissoring, blood/bruises (sparring)

dilf!arlecchino and virgin!reader (nsfw)

smut, transfem!arle, penetration, fingering, handjob

'lone voyagers' - dom!acheron x sub!fem reader (nsfw)

smut, slightly dark content, shibari, vibrator

𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖘

dom!mavuika x 1st person inexperienced reader (nsfw)

inexperienced reader, fingering, cunnilingus, strap usage mentions

breeding kink w/mavuika × fem!reader (nsfw)

strap usage, cunnilingus, size kink, breeding kink

dom!xianyun + mommy kink - sub!fem reader (nsfw)

smut, mommy kink, strap usage, cunnilingus, size kink, age-gap

kitty's kinktober masterlist (nsfw)

smut, vampire!ningguang, kemonomimi!dehya, goddess!mavuika, siren!signora, drider!arlecchino (individual warnings in each fic)

vampire!arle x hunter!reader (nsfw)

smut, vampire!arlecchino, enemies to lovers, cunnilingus, biting/blood, kidnapping (repost fic)

boss form!arle x fem!reader (nsfw)

smut, transfem!arle, size kink, cunnilingus, thigh fucking

vampire!rosaria x human!sub fem reader (nsfw)

smut, semi-public, fingering, biting

[winchesterwild78]

A Little Bit Stronger 

Master List

Characters: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: Language, body image issues, Dean being a dick, John being a dick, angst, light smut, assault

A/N: I was stuck in traffic on my way home today and my playlist started playing the song “A Little Bit Stronger” by Sara Evans, and it got me thinking about a story where the reader had dated Dean for years, they broke up and she’s dealing with the loss of their relationship. She’s learning how to move on, and she’s slowly getting better. Then out of nowhere, the green eyed hunter pops back into her life. Mention of Supernatural characters, but doesn’t follow the timeline. 

I’m not sure how long this will be. Maybe a chapter or two, or maybe one really long chapter. 

All work is my own, I don’t give permission for it to be taken or posted anywhere else. Feel free to reblog. 

Minors DNI 18+

💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

You pulled the blanket over your head when your alarm went off. Turning over after turning it off. Not feeling like getting up or going to work. Let’s be honest, you didn’t feel like doing much of anything lately. 

Knowing you were going to be late you slowly climbed out of bed. 

Getting out of bed used to be so much easier when you had something, well someone to look forward to. 

You met Dean Winchester and his younger brother Sam about 10 years ago. They were on a hunt, the same one you were on too. 

Of course you’d heard all about the Winchester Brothers. The ones Hell itself couldn’t hold. They were feared and respected in the hunter community. 

You remember the night you met them, like it was yesterday. That was the night you fell in love with Dean. You were pretty sure he had fallen in love too, even if he wouldn’t admit it. 

You were working on clearing a vampire nest, when these two giants came in and tried to take over. 

You and Dean lunged at each other, both thinking the other was a vampire. Dean’s machete swiped against your collarbone, causing a gash to appear, and you to pass out. 

“Dean, she’s not a vamp. Stop! You’re going to kill her!” You remember Sam yelling before you passed out. 

Before Dean got that slice in, you were holding your own against him. 

You woke up a few hours later to the soft whispers of the brothers, and the hum of an air conditioner. 

When you went to sit up, you realized you didn’t have a shirt on. Just your bra. Grabbing the blanket and holding it up, you looked at the brothers. “What happened, where am I, and who the hell are you?” 

Sam offered a soft smile, Dean sat with a tight jaw. “I’m Sam and that’s my brother Dean. You’re at our hotel. We brought you here to patch you up. When you and Dean were fighting, his machete cut you pretty bad. You passed out from blood loss, so we brought you here.” 

Your eyes blinked a few times before talking, “You’re Sam and Dean Winchester?!” The boys exchanged a quick glance. Sam questioned, “So you’ve heard of us. Which means you’re either a monster, demon or hunter.” 

“I’m Y/N, a Hunter. My parents were hunters and used to hunt with Bobby and Rufus. I grew up in this life, like you guys did.” 

“Well, Y/N. It’s nice to meet you. I have to ask though, why are you hunting alone?” 

“Oh, my parents retired so to speak and are living a quiet life together, my brother is married, with kids and a “normal” life. My boyfriend and I just broke up.” 

You noticed the older Winchester kept his distance and his eyes locked on you. When you mentioned a boyfriend his jaw tensed more. Normally when someone is staring you down it makes you uncomfortable, but with him it made your heart race and your cheeks flush. 

You’d occasionally make eye contact with him and you were completely mesmerized by his piercing green eyes. He would shift in his chair anytime you looked at him or bit your lip. 

“Well thank you guys for patching me up. I need to get going though. Where’s my shirt?” That’s when you realized your pants were gone too. “And where are my pants?!” Panic filled your body. 

Did they take advantage of you? Sam and Dean saw your panic. That’s when the eldest Winchester spoke. His voice was gruff and sent a shiver through you. 

“Hey, calm down sweetheart, your shirt was ripped and covered in blood, your pants were too. We didn’t think you’d want to sleep in clothes covered in blood.” 

Embarrassment rushed through you. “Yeah you’re right, sorry. I’ve just met my fair share of bad people. I didn’t mean to accuse either of you of anything.”

Dean stood and stepped closer to you, “it’s okay. Just know we would never hurt you.” 

You were lost in each other’s eyes when Sam broke the silence by clearing his throat. “Guys I’m gonna grab some food. I’ll be back soon. Y/N, you like burgers?” “Yes, that sounds great. Thank you.” You softly smiled. 

Sam left, closing the door behind him. Leaving you and Dean in the room together. The two of you sat in silence for a few minutes. Then you broke the silence, “Um, Dean. I really need some clothes. I can’t just walk around in my bra and panties. I don’t want to traumatize you or Sam.” You chuckled softly, but you meant it. 

Sam and Dean were good looking and you’d heard about “Dean’s type”. You were far from it. Where he liked thin, flat stomach, busty women, you had a stomach, extra weight in places, you were thicker than most, and your breasts were slightly different sizes. 

Dean looked at you, tilted your chin slightly and whispered “You could never traumatize me.” Red filled your cheeks and you bit your lip. 

Was Dean Winchester really flirting with you? Most definitely not. Maybe he just sees you as an easy screw, cause you’d give in to him in a heartbeat, but you’d never been a love them and leave them person. 

You pulled the sheet up more and tried to look away. Dean kept his hand on your chin, “I’m so sorry I hurt you sweetheart. I would have never hurt you if I knew you weren’t a monster.” 

Feeing brave you stood up, sheet still around you, you touched his cheek, “I know Dean. It was an accident. I do still need some clothes though. Maybe a shower too.” 

Before your brain could process what was happening, Dean leaned in and placed a soft kiss on your lips. “So beautiful” he whispered. “Come on, let’s get you in the shower. You can borrow some of my clothes.” 

Your mind was racing. Dean Winchester just kissed you. What the hell was going on?! 

Your heart was pounding in your chest and ears as Dean grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the bathroom. 

“Dean I can do this myself, I’m not that injured.” You tried to protest. “I know, but where’s the fun in that.” He winked at you. 

Holy shit! Dean is flirting with me and that kiss oh my god. I never thought a single kiss could make me instantly wet. 

You smirked at Dean, “What’s your plan Mr Winchester?” “Whatever you want Ms Y/L/N. I know what I want, but it’s up to you.” 

“Dean I don’t know what to say. I’m not like the women you’re usually with. I can’t do one night stands.” 

Dean stepped closer to you and pulled the sheet away, your breath quickened. He leaned down and crashed his lips to yours. Pulling your body flush to his. Your hands went behind his neck and into his hair. Moaning in his mouth you felt your body responding to his touch. 

When his lips pulled back he said “Then don’t.” 

That night Dean and you had sex in the shower, on the bed and the couch. You stayed with the boys after that. Your relationship with Dean deepened. 

About three years ago you and Dean were talking about how your parents were able to get out of the life and live normally. You explained to Dean it was a hard process and one that took a lot of work on their part. They eventually made it. 

Laying in Dean’s arms was your favorite place to be. Your head was on his chest and he mindlessly ran his fingers up and down your arm. 

“I love you baby. So much. Marry me?” You gasped softly and leaned up, “Dean, do you mean it?” “Yes, sweetheart. I want to marry you and have children with you. If your parents could do it, I’m sure we can too.” 

Tears streamed down your face, “Yes, Dean. I’ll marry you.” Dean pulled you into a kiss. When you leaned back he slipped a small diamond on your finger. “It’s beautiful, baby.” 

He kissed you again. The past few years with Dean had been amazing. You both learned to navigate your love while you hunted side by side. Sam had found someone too, Eileen. She was his perfect match. The four of you were great together. 

There was however one obstacle in your life, John Winchester. You’d met John a few times over the years, and each time the tension was palatable. You tried your best to charm him and get him to approve of your relationship, but he refused. He said you were nothing but a distraction and a way for Dean to pass the time after a hunt. The words hurt, but nothing could prepare you for what was to come. 

The morning after Dean proposed, he called Sam and told him he finally did it. Sam and Eileen were over the moon. Then came the phone call that scared you the most. Dean had to call his father. 

Dean sat beside you on the couch and called John. “Hello, Dean.” John’s gruff voice boomed through the line. “Hey dad, I need to tell you something.” “Dean if you’re about to tell me you fucked up and got Y/N pregnant I’ll beat your ass.” Dean’s eyes went wide, “What?! No, dad, she’s not pregnant.” You scoffed when you heard that. “Well, then what is it son?” “Dad, I asked her to marry me. She said yes. We’re getting married.” 

There was silence on Dean’s end of the phone. The only sound was your heart pounding in your ears. 

You reached for Dean’s hand and he pulled away, getting up. He started pacing the room, his jaw tight with anger and frustration. You knew John was saying something to him, because he was nodding and would occasionally let out a “Yes, sir.” 

It seemed like hours before Dean hung up. When he hung up he looked tense. “Dean, what did he say?” “Don’t worry about it.” He snapped. You flinched at his tone. Dean had never spoken to you like that before.

You looked down at your lap and fidgeted with your hands, “Okay, Dean.” He stormed outside and slammed the front door behind him, making you jump. You were determined to find out what happened, and if Dean wouldn’t talk to you, then you’d go straight to the source. 

Taking out your phone you dialed John’s number. A few rings later John answered, “What do you want, Y/N?” “Well hello to you too, John. I wanted to know what you said to Dean. He was mad and left.” “Good, he came to his senses. Look, you’re a nice girl, but you’re not right for Dean. He doesn’t really love you. The only woman he’s ever loved was Lisa. She’s a better match for him than you could ever be.” 

Your breath caught in your throat, he’d never mentioned Lisa. “John, why are you so cruel? Dean loves me and we are getting married, whether you like it or not.” John laughed and you growled in frustration. “Keep thinking that, sweetheart. I need to go. Have a nice life, Y/N.”

He hung up and you were fuming. 

You tried to call Dean but he didn’t answer. As the night wore on you slipped further into despair. Did Dean leave me? Was John telling the truth about Lisa, and does Dean really still love her? Why won’t he come home? 

You softly cried until the tears wouldn’t fall. You curled up on the couch and fell asleep. Around daybreak you heard Dean stumble in. You sat up looking at Dean. He was drunk, and you noticed the faint smell of perfume and you saw a hickey on his neck.

“Dean, where have you been? I’ve been worried sick.” “Aww don’t be like that sweetheart, I was just having some fun. It’s been too long since I had any fun.” Your heart clenched at his words. “Dean, I don’t understand. What’s going on with you? You left without saying a word, came home drunk, smelling like another woman and you have a hickey. I thought you loved me, wanted to marry me.” 

“Well you thought wrong. I was wrong. This (he motioned between the two of you) was fun while it lasted, but I think it’s time to move on.” You sat stunned, speechless. “Dean, you don’t mean that. You’re drunk and not thinking clearly.” “No sweetheart, that’s where you’re wrong again, I’m thinking very clear. You were right all those years ago, you aren’t my type. I mean maybe if you lost a little weight and actually tried to be pretty.”

You let out a gasp, and before you knew it you slapped him across the face. Your heart broke. “Dean, why are you doing this? What the hell happened?” “I’m finally thinking clearly, my dad reminded me that I’m truly in love with Lisa and she’s the mother of my child, Ben. I owe it to them to make it work.” 

“Dean, please don’t do this. How can you just walk away from us?” “Easy, I’m packing and moving in with Lisa and my son. I spent last night with her and it felt good to be back in her arms.” You felt sick to your stomach. 

Dean walked into your shared room and grabbed his duffel bag and started packing. You sat on your bed and watched him pack, silent tears falling. With each item he packed your heart broke more. As Dean put the last thing in his bag he glanced over at you. With a tremble in your voice you tried one last time, “Dean please don’t walk away from us. I love you, and I know you love me. Please don’t do this. We can figure this out.”

Dean just looked at you and grabbed his bag. You followed him to the door, “Dean, before you go, here.” You slid the ring off your finger and handed it to him. His eyes filled with sadness as more tears fell from yours. “I’ll always love you, Dean.”

He turned and walked out the door. You collapsed on the floor.

It was 3 years ago today that Dean Winchester broke your heart. You’re slowly getting better, but days like today, anniversary days are hard. You moved in with your parents temporarily, got a pretty good job working at the office your brother worked at, and now you had your own place. 

As you opened your closet to get dressed for work you glanced over and saw the t-shirt Dean loaned you the first night you met. Your fingers lightly brushed over the fabric and the happier memories came flooding back. 

You’d kept in touch with Sam and Eileen. They had since gotten married and had a little boy. They left hunting and Sam went back to law school, becoming a lawyer. You’d occasionally ask about Dean, and Sam would tell you he was okay. You also found out that John had died in a car accident about a year ago. You knew Dean would have been devastated. 

You got to work about 10 minutes late. Sitting at your desk your mind wandered to the thought of Dean. You missed him so much, but with each passing day you got a little bit stronger. You knew you’d never fully get over him. He was the love of your life and you were supposed to marry him and have his children. Now he’s in the arms of another woman. 

Your friend from work, Libby invited you to the bar with her and a few other colleagues. It was Friday and it had been a long week. At first you weren’t going to go, but decided to drink until you forgot him. You went home after work, changed and caught an Uber to the bar. 

You decided to wear your jeans, low heel boots and a nice top that revealed just enough. You put your hair up in a messy bun and applied some light makeup. Stepping out of the Uber you saw Libby at the door. “Hey, Y/N! So glad you could make it.” She pulled you into a hug. 

You and the rest of the people in your group settled at a table at the back of the bar. Drinks flowed and you were starting to get tipsy. One of your male colleagues, Ryan, came out too. He’d flirted a few times with you, but you never gave in. You, Libby and a few other girls got up and started dancing. Libby leaned into you and said “Don’t look now, but Ryan is watching you.” You glanced over and he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. You smiled at him. “Yeah, I don’t know.” “Come on girl, it’s been 3 years. You can move on.” You hadn’t thought about Dean all night, now he’s all you could think about. 

“I’m, um, gonna get some air.” Libby nodded sadly. She knew how much you had loved Dean and how much it broke your heart. You grabbed your jacket and walked outside. Taking out your phone you scrolled through the pictures of you and Dean. You sighed sadly, “I miss you so much Dean. I miss how happy we were, how in love we were. I’m sorry I wasn’t enough for you.” 

Tears started to flow freely. 

You stood outside a few minutes longer looking at the pictures of a happier time. The sound of a voice pulled your attention up. “Hey ya sweetheart.” That voice, you knew that voice. You looked up and saw Dean standing in front of you. He looked good. You were speechless. 

“How are you? You look good, sweetheart.” “Dean…I…” Your words stuck in your throat. He stepped closer to you, and his thumb brushed your cheek. “Still as beautiful as ever.” 

Fury filled your body after what he said, “Dean, what are you doing here?” You stepped away from him. “I was here at the bar tonight with some work buddies and I saw you. I needed to talk to you. It’s been too long.” 

You scoffed, “It’s been too long?! Dean, you’re the one who walked away, not me. You threw our relationship away. You proposed and then the next day you slept with another woman and left me for her. Oh and let’s not forget I found out you had a kid I didn’t know about. I heard you were engaged again, Congratulations. I hope you and Lisa have a wonderful life together.”

You started to walk away, but Dean grabbed your arm, “Baby, please.” You tried to free yourself from his grip, “Don’t baby me. You lost that privilege when you chose another woman over me. It’s taken me 3 years to finally get to where I am. I don’t cry myself to sleep every night, and I don’t question my worth as much anymore. I was doing all of that because of YOU! I gave you everything, EVERYTHING! I loved you. I wanted to marry you and have your children. Goodbye, Dean.”

As you started to walk away you glanced at him one last time, “Just so you know Dean, I still love you. I wish I didn’t, but I will always love you.” You walked away, heading towards the bar so you could get your Uber. You needed to get away from Dean. Just being near him made your heart clench with pain and love. 

Dean stood frozen, he had been keeping a secret from you he desperately needed you to hear, but would you listen? Would you really care? 

Just as you reached the door, Dean grabbed your arm, “Y/N, please I need to tell you something.” You turned and looked into his green eyes, you saw pain, sadness and love. “Y/N, I love you sweetheart, I was a fool to push you away. I want to come home to you. Please baby.” You’d waited 3 years to hear him say that, but your heart was scared. You wanted him to profess his love to you, but was he being genuine? You were afraid what would happen if he wasn’t, you couldn’t bear to get over him again. 

“Dean, it’s too late. You’re in love with Lisa, she’s your fiance and had your son. I can’t and I won’t compete with that.” He stepped closer to you, “Sweetheart, she’s not my fiance, we broke up, and Ben isn’t mine. She said he was, but he isn’t. I ended things with her because I realized I wasn’t in love with her. There’s been only one woman in my life that I truly loved, well love. Because I still do. I love you.”

“Dean, I don’t know what to say. You said some really horrible things to me.” “I know, but I knew if I didn’t you wouldn’t let me go. I’m so sorry. I‘ll spend the rest of my life trying to fix this, fix us.” “Then why did you do it, Dean?” 

“When I talked to my dad that day he played into my fears, my fears of losing you, of our children having to grow up without you or me. He also told me it was safer with Lisa and that Ben was mine. I’m sorry sweetheart, I believed him. My life has been miserable the past three years. There hasn’t been a single second where I didn’t think of you.”

You scoffed, “Then why did it take you three years?! If you were that miserable, why did you warm her bed for three years, while mine was cold? Dean, I can’t do this. Please just let me go.” You turned as the tears started to fall. 

Making your way to the front of the bar, you called an Uber and waited out front for it. Standing outside waiting, Ryan came out of the bar to talk to you. “Hey, Y/N, leaving so soon?” “Yeah, I’m just tired and need to go home.” Ryan touched your arm, “Hmm that’s a shame. I was hoping to have gotten at least one dance with you.” You smiled softly as a blush filled your cheeks.

Ryan was a good looking man, and you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t fantasized about him. Maybe it was the raw emotions you were feeling, or the bravery brought on by the alcohol, but you leaned into Ryan and placed a kiss on his lips. He pulled you closer to his body and his hands went in your hair, deepening the kiss. You moaned into his mouth. 

As the Uber pulled up you and Ryan climbed in. Not able to keep your hands off each other. Once in the car, Ryan started kissing your neck. You leaned your head back and as you looked out the window you saw Dean standing on the sidewalk with a look of shock and sadness on his face.

A few minutes later you and Ryan were walking into your apartment. The two of you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. Clothes began to fly and hands roamed. You moaned into his mouth as his body hovered over yours. You hadn’t had sex with anyone since Dean. 

Trying to push Dean out of your mind you decided sex with Ryan would help. As things heated up between you and Ryan, you grabbed a condom from the side table. Ryan slid it on and pushed in. You gasped at the feeling. He definitely didn’t give you time to be ready or adjust like Dean did. Ryan was rushing, you tried desperately to chase your release, but it felt like Ryan was only concerned with him. Stop! Stop comparing him to Dean! He’s not Dean, he will never be Dean.

Tears began to fall. You were about to tell Ryan to stop, but his lips crashed on yours in a forceful kiss. He wasn’t gentle at all. His thrusts were hard and angry. You weren’t enjoying yourself. Trying to slip your hand between the two of you, so you could get off, proved to be the wrong move. Ryan became angry, “What the fuck are you doing?!” “I’m trying to get off too.” “No! You don’t get to touch yourself. I’ll get you off.” “Well, you’re not going to fucking me like you are.” Ryan slapped you across your face. 

You screamed in pain and tried to push him off of you. “Get the fuck off of me!” “No! You don’t get to start this then tell me to stop.” “The fuck I can’t! Get the fuck off NOW!” Just as you were about to knee him, you felt Ryan being pulled away. 

When you looked up you saw Dean, he pulled Ryan off of you and punched him over and over. “She said get off of her! Don’t you ever fucking touch her again or I’ll kill you! Now get the fuck out!” Dean growled. 

You’d grabbed the sheet and pulled it around you. Ryan grabbed his stuff and left calling you a whore under his breath. As soon as he was gone Dean was at your side, “Are you okay, sweetheart? Did he hurt you?” The tears started to flow freely as Dean pulled you into his arms. His sweet, protective arms. You buried your face in his chest and cried as he held you. “I’m sorry Dean. I left with him to make you jealous. This is all my fault.” 

“No baby, this isn’t your fault. You’re okay now, he’s gone.” “And you’re here. Protecting me like always.” “I’ll always protect you, sweetheart. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up and in bed.” 

Dean helped you up and you went to the bathroom to clean up and check your face. There would be a bruise, but things could have been so much worse. You got cleaned up and dressed, when you walked back into your bedroom, you saw Dean laying on your bed with his boxers on and nothing else. “Come on sweetheart, get some sleep. I’ve got you.” He offered his arm and you curled up next to him. You laid on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart as you drifted off to sleep.

When Dean was sure you were asleep, he placed a soft kiss on your head, “I love you, Y/N. I’m so sorry.” 

Part 2…..coming soon

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