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winchesterprincessbride · 6 years ago

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Come With Me Now

The reader is living a quiet life with her fiancee Gabriel Novak when a late-night lock at her door completely upends her world. Her fiancee is dead, and he was leading a double life she knew NOTHING about. Gabe wasn’t a “salesman” at all, he worked for the notorious Winchester crime family. Mafia boss Dean Winchester and his brother Sam are used to getting their own way. If they tell you to come, you do, or you die. But the reader wants no part of their world.

A/N: So I’ve been reading a TON of mobster AUs lately... (I think it’s my new kink), and I got an idea, and I know I have a bazillion series to finish, but when my inner muse says, “WRITE, DAMMIT!” I listen.

The knock at my door woke me out of a sound sleep. “Gabe, someone’s at the door,” I mumbled sleepily. Then I remembered. Gabe was still on his business trip. I opened one eye warily and looked at the clock. Two-thirty! Who the hell could it be at this hour?

Grumbling under my breath, I headed to the door and cautiously looked through the peephole. It was two police officers, looking bored. I immediately opened the door. “Can I help you, Officers?” I asked, now wide awake.

“Are you Y/F/N, Y/L/N?” The taller one asked, his eyes flat and cold.

“I am. What is this about?” Something made me shiver, and I wished I had grabbed a robe.

“Do you know Gabriel Saint?” The shorter one asked.

“Yes, he’s my fiancee. Is he okay?” I asked anxiously. The officers exchanged a look, and I just knew.

“I’m so sorry to have to tell you this......” the shorter one began.

Gabriel was dead. My sweet, funny, snarky, fiancee with a heart of gold was dead. A drunk driver had hit his car head on, and his car had hit a tree, exploding on impact. There wasn’t even a body for me to identify. After refusing the cop’s offer to call someone to be with me, they had left me alone with my grief.

The next morning I called into work, explaining what had happened. My boss assured me they could handle things without me and to take as much time as I needed. “When do you think the funeral will be?” He asked.

“I’m not having one. Gabe hated that kind of stuff, and neither of us has any family. This is how he would want it.”

“Um...well, okay then. Let us know if you need anything.” He said and we ended the call.

For the next two days, I barely got out of bed. What was the point? Everywhere I looked was a memory. I would doze briefly, and when I woke up, it was like he was just away on one of his business trips. And then I would remember, and the pain would rip through me like a razor again.

But finally the needs of my body won out, and I had to eat. The fridge was practically empty, so a trip to the store was in order. I hadn’t showered or changed my clothes in days, so as a kindness to my fellow man I took a shower and put on clean clothes before I walked to the market a few blocks away.

I was halfway there when a sharply dressed man in a business suit bumped into me. “Excuse me, Ma’am.” He said with a honeyed southern drawl. I felt a pinch in my arm, and my eyes flew up in surprise.

“It’s fi......” I started to say, and then I was suddenly unable to form words. My legs became wooden, and I started to fall, and that’s the last thing I remember.

My head was killing me, and my mouth had a weird, metallic taste. “What the hell?” I said out loud, stretching my sore neck. “Where the fuck am I?” I looked around, and I was in a very masculine room, like a library or an office. There was a door to my right, and I stood up to walk to it, but my legs were like jelly. I immediately sat back down.

“Here, drink this. It’ll help.” I looked up, squinting, at the giant in front of me, holding a glass of some sort of booze. I grabbed it and downed it in one gulp. It burned its way down my throat, and I coughed.

“Thanks, Mister. Now, who the fuck are you?” I snapped, and he grinned at me, showing deep dimples. Before he could answer, the door opened, and another man came in. He was dressed to the nines in a perfectly tailored suit and completely exuded power.

“Making friends, Sammy?” He asked, his voice rich and gravelly.

“Was it really necessary to drug her, Dean?” The guy named Sammy asked with an eye roll.

“You know the drill,” Dean said firmly, and that was the end of that.

“You drugged me?” I shrieked. “Are you really that hard up for a date?” I glared at him, and his eyes got hard. Sam laughed, a deep belly laugh.

“I like her. Can we keep her?”

“Enough!” Dean snapped as his eyes bored into mine. “Do you know who I am, Y/N?” He asked and my mouth dropped.

“How do you know my name?” I asked suspiciously.

He ignored my question. “My name is Dean Winchester. This is my brother Sam.” I looked over at Sam, and he winked at me, and I swallowed hard. Shit. “We had a friend in common? Gabriel Novak? Ring any bells? Oh, wait, you knew him as Gabriel Saint.” He gave me a cold smile as he said this.

“I don’t understand......” I whispered.

“You and Gabe were engaged?” Sam asked, and I nodded.

“I hate to break it to you, sweetheart, but he was lying to you.” Dean declared.

“Through his teeth.” Sam agreed.

“What are you talking about?” I demanded. “Tell me why I’m here, already!”

Dean turned to his brother, a wicked smirk on his face. “I can see why Gabe liked her, she feisty!”

I rolled my eyes heavenward. “If you don’t tell me why I’m here in the next five seconds, I’m walking. Tick tock, boys.” The men just grinned at each other. “And I am so out of here.” I turned to leave, and two very large men with guns blocked my way. I gasped and stepped back.

“I’d like to see you try,” Sam said with a cold smile as he casually leaned on Dean’s desk.

“Now sit down and shut up. I’m in charge here, not you!” Dean roared, and I sat down immediately.

“You don’t have to yell, jeez,” I mumbled as I sat down.

“Gabriel’s real name was Gabriel Novak. He wasn’t in sales. He worked for me. As long as he did his job, you stayed out of it, that was the deal.”

I eyed him curiously. Dean Winchester. Winchester. Why did that name seem familiar? Then I realized where I had heard it before. On the news. The Winchester crime family. The color completely drained from my face, and I looked from Dean to Sam and back again. “Not....the... Dean Winchester?” I said in complete disbelief.

“I see you’ve heard of me?” He said as his brother gave a snort of laughter he didn’t even try to hide.

“What exactly did Gabriel do for you?” I bit out, every word cold as ice. Something told me I wasn’t going to like the answer.

“He killed people.”

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jawritter · 4 years ago

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When The Lights Go Out

Chapter 12 (Final)

Summary: Life hasn’t been your best friend lately, you lost your job, and are on the verge of losing your apartment. Who knew when you decided to join a Sugar Daddy app that your best friend suggested ina last ditch effort to save your apartment, and not end up on the street, your first and only client would turn your whole world upside down.

Pairing: Mobster!Dean Winchester x Virgin! Reader

Word count: 1306

Series Warnings: Mob level violence, injured Dean, description of injury, creepy Godfather John Winchester, John is pretty much a douche bag, escort services, virgin reader, lose of virginity and all the insecurities and fun stuff that come with it, age gap (23 year old reader; 40 year old Dean), angst, unrequited/requited love?, language, smut, unprotected smut.

Chapter Warnings: Smut, fluffy smut, mentions of character death, that’s about it. Maybe some language.

A/N: Beta’d by @deanwanddamons! Thanks so much love!! Please don’t copy my work!! Feedback is golden! Hope you all enjoy this one!! It’s gonna be a little bit of a slow burn y’all, but just hang in there!

(This fic is based on this request: Could you do a Dean x reader where she is 23 and lives alone in her apartment, she gets fired and can loose her house, her friend tells her about a sugar daddy app, she makes a profile and Dean 40, contacts her, she is virgin and don’t offers sex, Dean is billionaire business man and needs a girl for his business parties,the reader is really shy, blushes a lot, they fall in love, he takes her to a trip and makes love to her on a private island, could it be a series?)

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18 months later

The warm water lapped against the ghost white sand as the light from the full moon stretched out as far as the eye could see over the water’s surface. The warm, thick air seemed to hang lower, hugging your body better than any blanket or coat that New York City could provide you with.

The sand felt warm under your feet as you made your way to the water's edge, even though the sun had gone down long ago, letting the waves wash up and lap at your feet as you stared out into the open. Your mind was on all the things that had happened to you this past year, and how it had changed you.

Sure, there were moments you weren’t proud of, hell that’s just life in general, but there were some moments you’d treasure forever.

Like yesterday’s wedding for example.

Yesterday you had finally taken that leap, and said I do to the man that had quickly become your best friend.

Dean’s arms slipped around your waist, pulling you against his solid chest, his lips ghosting over the shell of your ear in a way that sends sparks right down your spine.

“It’s so peaceful here. I wish we could stay here forever.” you tell him, leaning your head against his broad shoulder as his lips made a trail from your ear to the pulsepoint of your throat before nipping at the skin there.

“No rush to leave sweetheart. Sam’s got everything covered back home, and he needs the distraction right now, so let’s let him run things from there, and I’ll just give orders when I need to from here. That’s the beauty of being in charge, you get to do whatever the fuck you want.”

Dean’s breath brushed warm against your overheating skin, warmth that had nothing to do with the warm weather as his hands tightened their grip on your hips.

Poor Sam had been through a lot this last year. Jess’s passing in what was a freak accident involving a taxi cab, one that Sam still insisted had something to do with the remnants of The Knights Of Hell, even though there was no evidence to prove it. He had refused to take a day off since her funeral, always searching for proof that her passing was anything but accidental.

There was nothing you and Dean could do to convince him otherwise, so you just left him to it. Running things while Dean was gone on his honeymoon might do him some good, give him something else to focus on.

One of Dean’s large hands made its way from your lips to your stomach, ghosting over the skin there, and making you shiver slightly.

“Did I tell you that you look beautiful tonight princess.” Dean said, his lips traveling down your shoulder, leaving little love bites all along the way.

“Did I ever tell you that you need your vision checked?” you tease him, causing him to jab lightly at your side, and you to fall into a cascade of giggles.

“Get that sexy little ass inside baby girl, Daddy needs to tuck you in properly.” Dean growled in your ear, giving your hips a squeeze as your breath caught in your throat, his tone alone sending a wave of arousal soaring through your body, and landing somewhere deep in your core.

“Yes sir,” you tell him in your most innocent voice, pulling another deep growl from his chest as he lifts you into his arms as if you weighed nothing at all, carrying you bridal style across the beach, and into the house, laying you down on the bed where you first made love so long ago.

His body came down over your own as clothes hit the floor, nothing at all left in between the two of you.

His teeth trailed your throat before he made his way down your body, stopping at each breast, his lips sealing around each one, sucking and pulling with his teeth until you were a moaning mess underneath him, and he was just getting started.

His lips brushed over the skin of your stomach, as he continued his way down your body, leaving little nips as he went, making his way down each thigh before trailing his tongue back up your body, purposely avoiding where you needed him most until you were practically begging for his touch.

When his tongue finally made one swift pass through your soaking folds you all but came right there, his name falling from your lips like a prayer as he ate at you like a man having his last meal. Your fingers weave their way through his light brown hair as your body desperately tries to get him closer to you, needing more, until it was almost too much, and your legs were shaking around him.

Slipping two fingers inside of you easily, Dean starts to slowly pump in and out of you, adding to your delirium until you went plummeting over the edge with a scream. By the time you came down from your high Dean was crawling his way back up your body like a predator stalking his prey, his muscles rippling just under the surface of his skin with every calculated movement.

Soft lips meet yours in a kiss that was captivating, and intoxicating as he lined himself up with your entrance, sliding home without resistance, both of you groaning as your walls flutter around him in the remnants of the release he’d just given you before Dean started to pump into you, slowly at first before pushing himself into you at a punishing pace.

This was how it always was you and Dean, so intense, so needy, too much and at the same time not enough. Fingers leaving bruises on your thighs as he grips you tightly, pulling your body as close to him as possible as he continues to collide into you. Nails leaving scratch marks over his shoulders and back as you desperately try to ground yourself as he works you higher and higher until you are teetering on the edge, begging him to take you over.

When your orgasm finally hits you, you come with a silent scream as he fills you with his warm seed, your walls milking him until you both collapse on the bed. His body weight on top of yours, comforting you, grounding you to what matters, him.

Sometimes in the life the two of you lived there were true horrors. There may have never been a boogie man in your closet, or a monster under your bed. Those were all things you imagined as a kid, those things you thought were evil.

No these monsters come in the form of man, and they worked to take everything away from you as often as they could.

Dean made sure they never got that far, protecting you and the rest of his family. This may have not been the life you had chosen, and the universe seemed to have brought you together against all odds, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

When you were a little kid you were afraid of the dark. Now you looked forward to when the lights went out, and it was just you and Dean, shutting out the world, and all it’s problems that went with it.

No matter what comes tomorrow, what problem, what disaster, whatever, you had tonight, and that’s what you would do. Just like Dean said after Azazel was dealt with, tomorrow’s problems could take care of themselves, as long as you had Dean, that’s all you’d ever need.

As long as you had that man you could walk through fire together, you were sure of it, and that’s just how you will deal with whatever the future holds.

Together.

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smol-and-grumpy · 5 years ago

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Something Just Like This Masterlist

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Dean Winchester, mobster boss. He’s a little cocky, a lot ruthless and more often than not, short tempered. But he’s also, Dean Winchester, a war veteran and hero who suffers under a shit ton of PTS. He met her in a bar and thinks it’s fate that brought her to him. Little does he know why she’s really here.

Warnings: Slow Burn, mutual pining, feelings, lotta angst, lotta fluff, NSFW (dirty talk, unprotected sex, spanking, choking, thigh riding, grinding, fingering, sweet talking, mutual masturbation, public masturbation, praise kink, face-sitting, and many more).

Word Count: ~145k

A/N: There’s mentions of Dean’s war time in Afghanistan but it will just be really the center for the first couple of chapters. If you’re afraid that this is a war veteran story, it really isn’t.

CH01 ~ CH02~ CH03 ~ CH04 ~ CH05

CH06 ~ CH07 ~ CH08 ~ CH09 ~ CH10

CH11 ~ CH12 ~ CH13 ~ CH14 ~ CH15

CH16 ~ CH17 ~ CH18 ~ CH19 ~ CH20

CH21 ~ CH22 ~ CH23 ~ CH24 ~ CH25

CH26 ~ CH27 ~ CH28 ~ CH29 ~ CH30

CH31 ~ CH32 ~ CH33 ~ CH34 ~ CH35

CH36~ CH37 ~ CH38 ~ CH39

If you like it and want to read more, you can find the sequel here: Sky Full Of Stars

#something just like this masterlist #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #dean x reader #dean x you #mobster!dean #spn au fic #dean winchester series #dean winchester fic

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spnfic-search-blog · 5 years ago

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hey I was wondering if you can please find this dean x reader series where dean is in the mafia and the reader is a waitress. they meet eachother at the restaurant she works at and she catches his eye, and then they start going out. I don't remember much but I do know that the reader has a best friend that also works as a waitress and that in one chapter the reader gets warned by a lady at a party that dean is probably just going to use her, but that's not true. thanks!

Im sorry nonnie I was unable to find this in the allotted time. Hopefully someone can link us to the correct fic.

For any followers if this fic sounds familiar please add to the post so we can find this fic for Nonnie

#spn fic search #dean winchester x reader #mobster!dean #possibly mob boss au #waitress!reader #best friend is a co worker #multi chaptered #party scene #anonymous

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jadewritings · 5 years ago

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Castiel • Misha Collins Series

The Other Nephilim (Complete)

Jack wasn’t Lucifer’s first kid. He was a backup plan. Lucifer knocked someone else up and this kid? Well, she’s much more inclined to her father, until someone else entered the picture.

Nephilim In Love (Ongoing) - Sequel to T.O.N

After what happened with Lucifer, Y/N is no longer the person she once was. She doesn’t want to use her powers. But she’s forced to when her only family is threatened, leaving a certain angel to slowly fall in love.

Castiel • Misha Collins Oneshots

Eyes Closed

Castiel • Misha Collins Drabbles

Afterlife

As Special As A Rose

Not Your Typical Sunday

Judgement Day

One Rainy Night

Happy Accidents

Lies In The Daylight

Misha’s Tongue

Happy Angstiversary

And The Fun Begins

Time Is Of The Essence

Castiel • Misha Collins Imagines

#castiel #misha collins #castiel masterlist #misha collins masterlist #castiel x reader #castiel novak #misha collins x reader #misha x reader #supernatural #spn #dark!castiel #human!cas #mobster!castiel #au!cas

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holylulusworld · 7 months ago

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Kinktober vs Flufftober 2024

Like in 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, and 2023, I will post a kinky, fluffy, angsty or scary one-shot from October 1st till October 31st, 2024.

Please consider none of the stories are available until the set release date. Titles may change (all titles are working titles until the release date.). The release date may change at any time.

ANGST/SMUT/FLUFF

October 1st: Forbidden Lust (3) sequel to Forbidden Lust & Forbidden Lust (2)

Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Homewrecker kink

October 2nd: How deep is your love? sequel to Deepest love

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Trope: Friends to lovers

Idea by: @elle14-blog1

October 3rd: Extreme tight places sequel to Cramped & Tight places & Very tight places

Pairing: Soulless!Sam x fem!Reader

Kink: Anal sex

October 4th: Colorful leaves sequel to Falling leaves

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Trope: Sunny vs grumpy

October 5th: Serve your Soldier (2) sequel to Serve your Soldier

Pairing: Soldier Boy x fem!Reader

Kink: Collars

October 6th: Snuggle and cuddle sequel to Snuggle time

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x Plussized!Reader

Trope: Huddling for warmth

October 7th: Good girls punch hard (1)

Pairing: Raymond Smith x fem!Reader

Kink: Lust at first sight

October 8th: A new life sequel to One autumn night

Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader

Trope: Nesting (a/b/o)

October 9th: The peach (2) sequel to The Peach

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Girlfriend!Reader

Kink: Spanking

October 10th: My car again? sequel to Not in my car

Pairing: Sam Winchester x fem!Reader

Trope: Cuddling & Snuggling

Requested by: @dawn-petrichor-world

October 11th: Breathlessness sequel to Breathless & Take My Breath Away

Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Boss kink

October 12th: Death or date?

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x fem!Reader

Trope/Kink: Enemies to lovers

October 13th: Pour me some love (1)

Pairing: Biker!Dean Winchester x Plussized!Reader

Trope: Love at first sight

Idea by: @elle14-blog1

October 14th: Ashtray (2) sequel to Ashtray

Pairing: Jax Teller x fem!Reader

Kink: angry sex

October 15th: My lawn, my rules sequel to Get off my lawn

Pairing: Alpha (Teacher) Bucky Barnes x Omega (Teacher) Reader

Trope: Mating

October 16th: Howl like a wolf (Prologue)

Pairing: Alpha!Anders Lassen x Omega!Reader

Kink: a/b/o

October 17th: Bucky & Ducky (1)

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Side-pairing: Bucky x Ducky the duck

Trope: Best buddies

Idea by: @buckys-wintersoldier

October 18th: Pipsqueak & Grumpy (2) sequel to Pipsqueak & Grumpy

Pairing: Wolverine/Logan Howlett x Chubby(Short)!Reader

Trope: TBA

October 19th: Torn in two

Pairing: Mobster!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Trope: Unrequited Love

October 20th: Sweater weather sequel to Christmas Sweater

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader

Trope: Sweater weather

October 21st: The cabin in the woods (2) sequel to The cabin in the woods

Pairing: Winter Soldier x fem!Reader

Trope: Captivity

October 22nd: Lunchtime Delight

Pairing: Beau Arlen x Girlfriend!Reader

Kink: Edging

Idea: by @elle14-blog1

October 23rd: My annoying sexy neighbor (2) sequel to My annoying sexy neighbor

Pairing: Neighbor!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Semi-public sex

October 24th: Parallel Worlds (1)

Pairing: Negan Smith (TWD) x fem!Reader x John Winchester (SPN)

Trope: Daddy kink

October 25th: Unwanted mate (2) Bucky's version sequel to Unwanted Mate (Bucky's version)

Pairing: Alpha!Stucky x Omega!Reader

Trope: Triade

October 26th: Up his sleeve

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Hand kink

Idea by: @buckys-wintersoldier

October 27th: Breakfast for...

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Wife!Reader

Kink: TBA

October 28th: Their bride (Snippet 1) sequel to Best bridesmaid ever

Pairing: fem!Reader x Nick Fowler, Ari Levinson, Lloyd Hansen, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers

Trope: Post-Coitus moment

October 29th: His Bride (Prologue)

Pairing: Vampire!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Trope: Vampire AU

October 30th: Bound Tight

Pairing: Gus March-Philipps x fem!Reader x Anders Lassen

Kink: Ropes

Halloween Specials: ANGST/SMUT/HORROR

October 31st: His little red riding hood sequel to Little Red Riding hood lost in the woods

Pairing: (Alpha) Werewolf!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader (LittleRedRidingHood)

Trope: Monster-fucking

Find all other Bingos and Special Events here: Special Events

#kinktober 2024 #flufftober 2024 #kinktober vs flufftober 2024 #dean winchester #bucky barnes #wolverine #sam winchester #lee bodecker #anders lassen #gus march phillips #smut

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sorenmarie87 · 6 years ago

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How does that make you loyal?

Summary: Mary doesn’t like that you’ve distracted her boys. She’s taking matters into her own hands.

Square Filled: mobster! au (AU)

Pairing(s)/Character(s): Mary x Reader - mentions of Sam x Reader, Dean x Reader.

Word Count: 305

Warning(s): Mary calling the reader a slut, Threats of murder.

A/N: This was written for @spnaubingo.

I do not own any of the pictures I used in my aesthetic. I also hate to say this but if you’re reading this fic - please be over 18.

SPN AU Bingo

Mary Winchester didn't let any regular old joe work for her and her family. You were her information broker and did odd jobs for the family every now and again. Her main concern was that Sam and Dean were distracted. She had to find a way to get them focused again. Even if that meant getting rid of the one person she trusted more than anything.

“Sweetheart, you know I appreciate everything you do for us right?”

“Of course.” You heard the gun cock and felt it press into your spine.

“Here’s what is going to happen. There’s an envelope full of money under the bed in your room. You pack all of your things, take the money and leave or you wind up full of lead. You’re a smart girl, Y/N. I know you’ll make the right choice.”

“This is a joke right? I’ve been nothing but loyal to you and your family for years now, Mary.”

“You slept with both of my boys Y/N, how does that make you loyal?” She sneered and pressed the gun harder into your spine.

“They both love me, that’s how. Or haven’t you noticed that they’ve been more efficient here recently?”

“All that makes you is a slut who is willing to spread her legs for any paying customer. My boys deserve better than you.”

You closed your eyes for a split second and that’s when everything went to shit. You heard guns being fired, and heavy footsteps down the hall. There were people yelling outside, and as concerned for them as you were, there was a bigger problem here. “Mary, where the hell are you? We need back up.”

“Run along, Mary.” You grinned wickedly as she removed the gun from your lower back. “Don’t worry, I’ll be out of your hair soon enough.”

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casadefreewill · 7 years ago

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Ok … So I’m trying a comic idea. Continuation of the mobster Angels au. Cas gets the idea to bake something.

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6

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deeranger · 4 years ago

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Yes... This is stunning. And hot. And.. And... I need someone to write a really angsty version of this.... Hooker!Sam getting thoroughly owned and plowed by mobster! Dean... 🤤

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jawritter · 4 years ago

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When The Lights Go Out

Chapter 10

Pairing: Mobster!Dean Winchester x Virgin! Reader

Word count: 2179

Chapter Warnings: Ianguage, death, angst, I don’t want to give to much away in the warnings lol.

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The sound of Dean’s phone ringing and vibrating on the nightstand next to the bed where you and Dean were buried in the covers, is what pulled the two of you from your peaceful sleep.

With a loud, over exaggerated growel, Dean rolled away from you just far enough to grab his phone, and answer it blindly, putting it on speaker phone, and burrowing back into your neck, yelling, “What do you want Sam?” in the direction of the phone.

At first there was no sound coming from the phone, and Dean looked up at it to make sure he’d actually answered it. A strange feeling dropped down in the pit of your stomach, almost like you were already dreading the outcome of this phone call, and Sam hasn’t said a word yet.

“Dean, I didn’t want to tell you this over the phone, but you need to come home.”

Sitting up a little and grabbing the phone off the bed, Dean gives you a confused look before clearing his throat to answer. The same dread you felt now mirrored in Dean’s eyes as well as yours.

“Wanna tell me why exactly I need to come home Sammy?” Dean said, pulling you closer to him, as if he could shield you from whatever was about to come next.

“Dad’s dead Dean.”

The silence that fell over the phone, and in the bedroom where the two of you were still laying was astounding, defining, and inescapable. Dean stiffened next to you, and drew a deep breath.

“How?”

“I don’t know all the details yet, I’m waiting on Bobby to get here so we can figure out what happened. Right now, all we know is he was found shot in the head in his truck outside of the loading docks. Bobby said he thinks it’s got Crowley written all over it.”

Sitting up in the bed, Dean buried his face in his hands for a moment before running his hand through his tousled hair harshly.

You didn’t know what to do, you felt numb. You never liked John, he always gave you the creeps, but he was Dean’s father, and you could tell he was hurting just by the stiffness in shoulders, and reddened tint to his face.

Dean wasn’t the kind of person that showed emotion easily. He was trained and raised like a soldier more than he was a child. In fact, while he was recovering from his injury he’d told you he never really was a child.

He told you about how most of the time John was gone, and it was up to him to take care of his brother. “Take care of your little brother Dean,” he said he would always be told, before being gone for weeks at a time.

Then as he got older, he was introduced to the “family business,” and there was no turning back for Dean. He was the eldest, he was the successor to the Winchester empire, and now, much like he did when he was kid, John was gone, and everything now rests on Dean’s shoulders.

“Dean, you there?” Sam’s voice rang through the phone, seeming to pull you both out of your own heads.

“I’m here Sammy. Call Benny, tell him I want him at the house by eight this afternoon. When you get done with that, call Cas, tell him to be here at the same time, along with Rowena, Rufus, and Ellen. Tell Ash to be there as well, but in the meantime I need him to try and hack into Crowley’s phone, as well as the phone of some of his grunts. I want text messages, voice mails, anything and everything he can pull, because if he did this…. Sammy you know I can’t let this go unpunished.”

A deep sigh came over the speaker, and Dean wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his lap.

“Got it. Are you gonna be here by then?” Sam asked, and Dean licked his lips in thought.

“Yeah, I’ll be there Sammy.You okay man?”

Sam seemed to have to think about that for a moment before answering.

“Yeah, Yeah I’ll be okay Dean.You and Y/N be careful. If they’re knocking off the heads of the family, they may try and come for you guys next.”

Dean brushed his hand harshly over his chin for a moment, his eyes darting around the room as he thought about what his little brother just said.

“On second thought Sam, have Benny come pick us up from the airport when we land. I don’t want anything to happen to Y/N, and Benny is my best guy. Once we get there, we will take the women to the safehouse, and we’re going to end this shit before it can get out of hand. I don’t want to go into an all out war with Crowley, but he seems to be forcing my hand here.”

“Sounds good, see you guys soon Dean, please be careful.”

“You too Sammy, we’ll see you guys soon,” Dean said before disconnecting the call. For a moment he just sat there stone still on the bed, before finally the wall of emotions started to crack.

Wrapping your arms around his shoulders you leaned the two of you back against the headboard, carding your hands through his hair, and doing all you could to hold him together, because that’s all you knew to do.

The sunrise was just breaking pink over the water outside of the beautiful french doors, and it almost felt like it was mocking you.

Your little piece of paradise with Dean was now interrupted, and now you both were going to have to fly home, and Dean was going to have to put himself in danger again.

Home? That was the first time you had ever thought of it that way.

You didn’t think of it as a prison, or some place you were being forced to stay anymore. Because Dean was there, and wherever Dean was, well that was going to be home to you.

Finally after about thirty minutes of crying, Dean sat up and looked at you, stress making those little eye crinkles show more than they normally did as the morning light streamed into the room.

“You okay there handsome?” you ask him as he takes your hand in his, playing with your fingers in order to distract himself.

“I’ll be okay.”

For a long time the two of you just sat there in silence until you got up to take a shower together. This time it was much different than last night had been. There was grief and a weight on Dean’s shoulders. As much as he tried to hide it, he felt like he was drowning in it.

Both of you knew what was waiting for you back in New York City, and neither of you were ready to face it.

Still you didn’t have a choice. Dean was in charge now, and it was up to him to avenge his father’s death, and take care of his family.

It wasn’t fair really when you thought about it, but that’s how Dean’s life had always gone. Now would be no different. The only difference being, this time he had you, and you were determined to do whatever he needed from you.

The ride to the airport was a silent one, just like the shower had been, and the boat ride to the mainland after it.

You didn’t interrupt his thoughts, you knew he had so much on his mind he was trying to do, and he didn’t need you constantly smothering him, so you resided to little touches, and resting your head on his chest during the flight home, just let him know you were there, and you were close.

Once the plane landed, Dean held you close as you both rushed to the black SUV where a man you had only heard speak over the phone was waiting with the passenger side door open.

Dean rushed you into the safety of the car before greeting him briefly, then joining Benny up front.

“Sorry brother, I know this is not what you wanted to deal with right now.” Benny said as he pulled out onto the main road, rain starting to pelt down in heavy sheets.

Dean just shrugged it off, his face hard as stone as he pulled his phone from his pocket, checking over emails, and probably texting Sam to let him know you had landed.

“What’s the latest? Was Ash able to hack into Crowley’s stuff like I asked him to?”

Benny shifted in his seat a little behind the wheel, his thick Cajun accent showing even in the humorless chuckle that fell from his lips.

“You know he did, but Crowley hasn’t sent out or said anything to show as proof. You know that coward can’t get his hands dirty.”

“There’s got to be something, Benny. I can’t call a hit on Crowley unless I have proof, or else I will have the high table breathing down my neck before the body even gets cold.” Dean said, slamming his hand down against the dash in flustation.

“Well boss, you know there’s a good chance this isn’t Crowley’s handywork. I’ve worked for you a long time now, and you know just as well as I do that Crowley and his goons have to leave a mark on everything they do. A single gunshot wound to the temple isn’t his style.”

Dean thought about it for a moment before looking over at Benny as lightning lit up the car.

“Azazel?” Dean said, and for some reason at the very name of that person your blood ran cold in your veins as you listened silently from the back seat.

“That’s what we’re all thinking as well. This looks like The Knight of Hell, this is a lot bigger than Crowley.”

“I’ve already had sources tell me that he’s going to be at their club in downtown New York, the Gates of Hell, tonight, the whole fucking gang. I say we end this shit Dean, once and for all.”

“They’re just gonna keep coming until I do. I know that they killed Mom, it was only a matter of time before they killed Dad too.”

“Your Dad knew it too Dean, that’s why he was pushing for you and Y/N so hard when he found that the two of you were together, forcing the meeting to happen at the high table, getting everything ready for your take over once he was gone. He knew he didn’t have long Dean, he must have made a fucking deal with the bastard.”

“No, no way, Dad would have never have made a deal with that sick fuck. What the fuck could he have possibly made a deal with Azazel about?”

“Your little brother. It’s not a secret Dean, they’ve had their eyes on Sam for a while now, and if they went after John, you, Sammy, Jess, and Y/N are all in danger. There’s only one way to stop this, and you know it.”

Dean sat silently scratching at his chin for a moment, before finally looking at Benny again.

“Years ago Dad told me that Azazel was pissed because Samual was supposed to give him Mary as a wife. It was supposed to be a fair and arranged trade that was set in stone at her birth. Samual had gotten himself into some deep shit, and gave up his own fucking daughter to keep his own ass alive. Mom ran off with Dad and got married behind Samual’s back, Azazel burned the house down with her in it. She never made it out. Samuel always blamed dad for it, and when Sammy was born Azazel said Mom owned him a son.”

Taking a deep breath he looked at you in the rearview mirror, his eyes heavy with the weight of the situation he was facing.

Your mind was reeling, fear gripping at the edges just enough to make your heart pound in your ears. Dean was in danger, you were in danger, Jess and Sam were in danger, and you didn’t know how to deal with all of it, it was all happening so fast. Less than three months ago your life had been normal, boring even, well fuck if that was ever going to be a problem again. A boring life was something you left behind the moment you answered Dean’s DM.

Silence fell over the car as it made its way towards the Winchester Estate, until Dean picked up his phone, dialing a number quickly before putting it to his head.

“Bobby, yea I’ll be there in a few minutes. Get the women ready to get to the safehouse, we’re moving forward on the plan Dad put in place years ago.”

Benny’s eyes, as well as your own, made their way over to Dean who was sitting in the passenger seat.

“Yea, I’m sure. Tell them at midnight tonight, the lights go out.”

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