#spn dean

[maddie0101]

home ( d.w. drabble)

summary: dean never asked for his clothes back, maybe because he loved seeing you in them.

warnings: none! established relationship, pure fluff!

word count: 413

The first time you stole one of Dean’s shirts, you told yourself it was temporary.

You had been freezing, fresh out of the shower after a rough hunt, and your own clothes were still damp from the rain. Dean had tossed you a flannel without thinking twice, muttering something about how you’d catch pneumonia if you didn’t get warm soon.

That was weeks ago and yet somehow, that same flannel, along with a couple of his Henleys, one of his hoodies, and a well-worn Led Zeppelin T-shirt, had all mysteriously found their way into your duffel.

Dean never called you out on it. Not really. Sure, he’d shoot you a look whenever you wandered into the bunker’s kitchen in one of his shirts, sleeves hanging long over your hands, but he never asked for them back. If anything, he seemed like he actually loved it. Like the sight of you wrapped up in his clothes did something to him. And, if you were being honest, wearing them did something to you too.

It wasn’t just the warmth, though that was part of it. It was the way they smelled—like Dean, like gun oil and leather, like faded cologne and something that is just him. It calmed you, settled something deep inside you.

Tonight, after another long day, you pulled on his hoodie before slipping under the covers. It was ridiculously oversized, practically swallowing you whole, but that was the best part. It felt safe. Familiar. Like being wrapped in his arms even when he wasn’t there. You had just started drifting off when the bed dipped beside you.

Dean let out a soft chuckle as he pulled the blanket up over both of you. “Y’know, sweetheart, I think you officially own more of my clothes than I do.”

You smiled sleepily, snuggling deeper into the hoodie. “Not my fault they’re comfy.”

He huffed a quiet laugh, then tugged you closer, his arm wrapping around your waist. “So that’s all I am to you, huh? A walking closet?”

You tilted your head up just enough to meet his gaze. “Mmm… a very warm, very good-smelling closet.”

Dean rolled his eyes, but his grin gave him away. “You’re ridiculous.”

���And you love it.”

He didn’t argue. Instead, he just pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his hold tightening around you.“Yeah,” he murmured. “I do.”

And as you curled into him, wrapped in the scent and warmth of the man you loved, you knew—this was home.

author’s note:

I’ve honestly had this drabble sitting in my drafts for about two weeks now, lmfao. figured I’d go ahead and post it before I decide to delete it. I am working on the dean requests you guys have sent in but for now, I hope you enjoyed :)

special thank u to @bejeweledinterludes for motivating me to post this one!

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[unadulteratedchaoscreation]

The amount of time that they throw holy water to deans face is downright unholy

[violetpurpleviolet]

Supernatural , Season 9 , Episode 3

I’m No Angel

I just realised this is Sam losing his bodily autonomy, again.

Cas slept with that women? Ahahah why is this funny.

The look of betrayal on Cas’s face when Dean says he can’t stay in the bunker

Supernatural , Season 9 , Episode 4

Slumber Party

CHARLIE! Lesgo!

Kill someone from Oz?

Supernatural just keeps getting worse (in a good way?)

This better not be the last episode with Charlie , I love her too much.

Supernatural , Season 9 , Episode 4

Dog Dean Afternoon

“You know who wears sunglasses inside? Bllind people. And douchebags” - Dean Winchester

OMG OMG OMG OMG , did he just WHIMPER?

WHIMPER?

[-hiddlesdweeb-]

Season 1-5 vibes were peak, and I WISH we kept them, but there's something about the bad writing and campiness of the later seasons... I can't be mad about it when they're causing fans to theorize that Cas is a lamp.

[haunteddragonssun]

Love that I can tell I'm mentally struggling at the moment cause my brain has decided now would be an EXCELLENT time to try writing fanfic.

[mikeyshs]

a profound bond

destiel but make it yuri

[wetsocksinbed]

no words just 2005 Dean Winchester

[anntova]

rodeo with Castiel

[gleafer]

Me, using my god given talent to capture likenesses as a way to make as many fictional characters kiss as possible.

And no one can STOP ME! Mwahahahahahahahpower! POWER!

Excuse me a cruel chuckle! Power mmhmmhmmyes-Prince John, probably

[prettybbybruise]

Whenever I’m sad or stressed I watch supernatural bloopers, my boys always make me smile 💕🥹

[zepskies]

Aww this is so sweet! Love a little hurt/comfort with Dean. 🥰

𖤐 safeguard (drabble)

𖤐 summary: after a bad nightmare, you seek comfort in Dean’s arms.

𖤐 warnings: none! pure fluff and comfort. (ik rare, right?)

𖤐 word count: 612

𖤐 note: I wrote fluff for once?? wha—? yeah, I shocked myself with this one too, lmfao. enjoy! 😊

You tossed and turned all night but sleep just wasn’t something that was going to happen tonight. Your heart still raced from the nightmare you’d just woken up to. Truth be told you don’t feel safe, even though you’re inside a bunker warded against almost everything in existence. The darkness of the room felt heavier and more suffocating as your mind replayed the nightmare over and over again. It was like you couldn’t think of anything else.

Your body moved and without thinking, you slipped out of your bed. Your bare feet hit the cold floor below, sending a small shiver through your frame.

As you walked quietly down the hall you tried not to think too much about what you were about to do. Stopping in front of Dean’s door, you hesitated, unsure if you should go ahead. Before you could even process what your body was doing, your hand gently knocked on the door.

The door creaked open and Dean stood there, his hair messy from sleep and his eyes blinking sleepily, but when he saw you, standing there, looking vulnerable and restless, his expression shifted immediately to something softer, more protective. “You okay?” His voice came out groggy but laced with concern.

“Not really” you shrugged, your voice almost breaking. “Can I sleep in your room? I… I can’t sleep.”

“Of course,” he said without hesitation, nodding his head towards his room. “Come on.”

You stepped into the room, the familiar scent of Dean’s cologne and the warmth of the space offered immediate comfort. Your heart started racing for a whole different reason. Dean pulled the covers back for you, offering a spot beside him. You hesitated at first, unsure of how to handle the closeness. “I’m not gonna bite,” he said with a small, teasing smile, trying to lighten the mood.

You offered him a half-hearted smile, then crawled under the covers beside him. You laid on your side, staring at the ceiling, trying to force yourself to relax, but every time you closed your eyes, the images from your nightmare flood back, and you couldn’t escape them.

Dean must have sensed your restlessness. Without a word, he shifted closer and his large hand reached out, gently pulling you toward him, his arm wrapping around your waist. You didn’t protest. You only melted into his embrace and his warmth pushed the fear away. The solid feel of his body against yours, the steady rhythm of his breath, made the panic in your chest slowly fade. Dean didn’t say anything, didn’t ask if you were okay. He just held you, offering what you needed most, comfort.

You let yourself sink into him, your head resting against his chest, your body softening with each passing second. The proximity, the simple act of being held, made everything feel just a little more bearable.

His hand moved gently up and down your back, soothing in its rhythm. “You’re safe here,” he murmured softly into the dark. “Nothing’s gonna hurt you.”

You nodded against him, your eyes fluttering closed as his warmth filled the spaces left by the nightmare. His touch was steady and grounding, like a lifeline in the storm of your mind.

The tension in your muscles finally started to release, your breathing slowing as you felt the comfort of his presence wrap around you like a security blanket. It didn’t take long before sleep began to claim you, the soft sound of Dean’s breathing the only thing left to focus on.

As you finally let yourself drift off, feeling safe enough to fall asleep in Dean’s arms, right before you fully succumbed the exhaustion, you heard him whisper, “Goodnight, sweetheart.”

author’s note:

I know this fic is extremely short but I left room for your imagination. I was honestly going to continue it but I think the short and sweet drabble does the trick. :)

I might start taking requests soon! I’m not sure yet but if you would like to request something go ahead and send it in! I’m new to taking requests and everything but I promise to do my best!

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[han-ban-bam]

driver picks the music?? tbh that’s pretty fair I have some weird playlists that make sense to only me SO. run the cassettes.

[violetpurpleviolet]

Supernatural , Season 9 , Episode 23

Do You Believe In Miracles?

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON

Can u believe i binged the entire season in a day? God i need to get back to the real life tomo

Metatron wants humanity to know or believe that God is back?

Dean just keeps on ditching Sam

“What happened to you being okay with this?” -Dean

“I lied” - Sam

Demon Dean

[samsblades]

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HEADCANONS (all separate) … nothing yet !

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[bragginball-z]

Yeah romantic Dean being all lovey dovey with Cas is awesome but imagine petulant elementary schooler pulling-on-her-pigtails-cause-I-have-a-crush Dean.

Just imagine instead of him being all sweet and sappy when he realizes he’s in love with Cas he just gets so fucking obnoxious.

Like he can’t even help himself, his love language is just being even more fucking annoying with Cas, teasing him, getting jealous over other people flirting with him, wanting all his attention and acting like an absolute menace to get it.

[angel-e-v-a]