#uncle!dean

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Just updated Sparkling Eyes and Cigarette Burns, which you can find on AO3 and fanfiction.net! If you're a fan of found family and a good, confusing, gut-wrenching mix of angst and fluff, this is the story for you! It starts with Bright Smiles and Bloody Lips, wherein Sam adopts (read: kidnaps) a young boy from a group home after saving him from a monster. Sparkling Eyes and Cigarette Burns follows their Season 5 adventures.

Also, for those already following the story, now that the MoL Bunker is involved, please tell me what you'd like to see! I've already made quite a few modifications to the bunker we know, so shoot some ideas my way!

Thanks so much for supporting me!

[nyc-pizza-rat]

supernatural, basically

[annaruby]

hm. thinking.

[winchestergifs]

STACKEDextras ➙ As long as everyone wears a condom, we'll be fine

7.13 The Slice Girls Written by Eugenie Ross-Leming & Brad Buckner Directed by Jerry Wanek 11.12 Don’t You Forget About Me Written by Nancy Won Directed by Stefan Pleszczynski Original Air Dates: February 3, 2012 & 2016

[kibssscribs]

Supernatural in a nutshell

[fbfh]

did you know that Dean wakes up one morning and realizes he has a fucking bombshell of a wife/husband/spouse, a cozy (slightly rural) suburban house, and not one but three fucking daughters???? Did you know that he woke up one morning to toddler giggles and little kid bickering and baby babbling????? and your girls come charging in hushing their little giggles so they don't wake up mommy and daddy and so OBVIOUSLY he has to pretend to be asleep so he doesn't foil their plan. he focuses all his energy on keeping his face and body relaxed, keeping his breathing even. they're whispering and babbling and Dean peeks an eye open and looks at the love of his life and these three angels with their daddy's attitude and their mama's heart. they have your eyes and his smile. they're... the best parts of both of you, and there's something entirely new and beautiful in each of them too.

Bobby Dean is your oldest, and her 4th birthday is just around the corner. She's 3 and 3/4 right now, and won't let anyone forget it.

Your second is Jodi John, or JJ informally. She's fought her way half way through the terrible twos and is already getting a head start on the whole 3 going on 13 thing.

Mary Cass, or Cassie, is your youngest. She's just over a year old, and wants to do everything her big sisters do.

And Dean is looking at your little girls, and at you. He sees the way the morning sunlight dapples in through the window and illuminates their tangled hair and disney princess nightgowns. Your face is all puffy from sleep, and you still smell like the apple pie you made yesterday.

it's real, he realizes. that pipe dream that apple pie life.

you gave that to him. you did that. you turned his deepest, most unspoken desires into a reality like it was nothing. and every ounce of joy and love and peace he feels every moment of every day, he owes it all to you. You try to tell him on occasion when he gets all sentimental on you, he deserves it. he deserves every good thing he feels, and he's so great with the girls, he's a natural dad and you couldn't possibly dream of a better husband to do it with.

Because at his heart, Dean is a family man. He's your family man.

[roachingurcoach]

okay I don't really know how to frame this. but like. funniest way to confirm Dean is Ben's dad is

20 year-old Ben takes a genetics test for fun or whatever, and the results he gets back are just batshit insane. it's like. oh hey. my biological father is a known serial killer who's still on the FBI's most wanted list and has been found or thought dead multiple times. and my uncle. and my grandfather. and my grandmother. and my--

[lukas-dusk]

Jack : The floor's lava!

Castiel : *helping Dean onto the table*

Gabriel : *kicks Sam off the sofa*

Charlie : There are two types of boyfriends.

[debra-st-simone]

This fucking chipmunk man

[luxurystark-jackson]

see now that jack’s human sam is channeling his inner helicopter mom, cas has become Dad Who Takes Him Out For Fun Things (hunting) and dean is just the uncle who is. very occasionally involved. sastiel parents 2018

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Weekly Update

Not much got done in the way of original works, but I made some pretty big strides with my fanfiction this week! 

On Wednesday, I posted Clear the Static, a voicemail fix-it oneshot for Supernatural, and it got 30+ kudos on AO3 in less than 24 hours, which was very exciting! Suicide is a topic that is discussed in the story, so if that’s a trigger for you, I would not read this story. However, I am working on getting together a story about Depressed!Sam that does not have any suicidal ideation in it. 

I wrote two chapters of Awesome Mix Vol. 1, and that means there’s only three chapters to go. I think I’m going to post the first chapter on Wednesday, 02/28/2024 and have that be the next story I post regularly. For those wondering, it’s a Guardians of the Galaxy collection of stories following Peter’s life growing up with the Ravagers.

I finished the next chapter of Sparkling Eyes and Cigarette Burns, but it’s going to need some serious editing. Still, it should be posted within the next couple of weeks. If you like Dad!Sam and Uncle!Dean, then the series Bright Smiles and Bloody Lips is for you! Check it out!

Sometime in the near future, I’d like to post another list like the one I previously put on my website detailing some stories that I’m working on but haven’t posted yet, just to get a little feedback on what you guys are looking forward to.

Thanks for reading!

[pinkocowboy]

here we have the brown widow and dean, lol. the azaleas are for uncle vatred !! the doodles were fun, too.

based off of this deleted scene. please give it a watch ! 😤

[surelysilly]

fake uncle(s) have their pros and cons

[caramel-cream50]

i’m on s10 of supernatural rn and watching Cas and Dean adopt Claire and start to bond with her over the episodes makes me wanna cry so hard.

LET THEM JUST BE A FAMILY DAMMIT

[ellieslittleburrow]

Requested by : @outof-spite : You're going through a rough time and a hard breakup all while you and your father, Sam Winchester are fighting. But you need him and he acknowledges that.

Pairings : Dad!Sam Winchester x Daughter!reader

Warnings : none just a cute dad

A/N : So so sorry 🤍🤍 MUCH LOVE I HOPE IT'S NOT TOO BORING.

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You've lost yourself, your person, your anchor, the girl who knew you best. Not only was she your lover. But she was also your first. And that somehow made it worse?? What a great ending, huh?

And there you were now, alone in your room, the walls closing in on you as your breath shortened-quickened.

Thankfully, your uncle taught you his tiny little trick to calm yourself down. And your dad? Your other anchor? Well-that one has fallen down to the bottom of the ocean. Ehhh....So many stupid fights lately that you didn't care why you weren't talking anymore.

So as you slipped your headphones over your head, you opened your favorite app, thumb sliding upwards in a never-ending motion. Phoebe Bridgers thundered into your ears and that was just about enough for you...not really but whatever.

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Elsewhere down the hall, Sam and Dean shared the long wooden table in the study. As Sam blabbered about the upcoming case, rummaging through the dozens of papers before him, Dean sipped his beer, a stinging, avoidant look in his eyes.

"Dean, this is your case not mine!" Sam remarked, earning a slow head shake from Dean, reeking of disappointment.

"Do you not realize that your daughter is probably bawling her eyes out in the other room?"

Sam retreated back into his seat, running a hand through his hair. "I can't-I don't want to keep doin-"

"Damn your fights, Sammy. This is serious. She needs you, man-she needs her dad."

Dean proved a point. And Sam didn't need to be reminded of such evident statements but..maybe he did need the push?

And so after the longest exhale, he pushed the seat back and headed for your room, knocking on the door before entering-

The light emitting from your phone shone your face as it rested so closely to it. Dad always growled at you and pushed the phone down. "Do you need that damned thing so close to your eyes?" He'd always ask and you never, without fail, responded normally. You'd always roll your eyes at him and he...he missed that.

So as he walked up to your bed, he gently pushed the phone downward, earning an expected shriek from you.

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Your heart hammered in your chest as you shrieked, not having realized that you were no longer alone in the room. You yanked one side of your headphones back, surprised to find your dad towering over you.

"Do you always have to have that thing so close to your face??"

You rolled your eyes in response. Unsure of what to say. Or how to say it? Protectively, you wrapped your arms around your chest, drifting your eyes away.

You haven't spoken to your dad in a...day? It honestly felt like years. But having him here somehow caused an ache to claw at your chest. And you felt a lump grow at your throat. You could never lie to him. He knows about everything. He....He's your...Hell....you can't talk now.

"W...what happened?"

You shrugged your shoulders, fighting the simmering tears.

"Well-do you want to talk about it?"

You shrugged again, temptation eating at you. "Well..." You breathed out. "She...I..Sh-She-" You choked on a sob, unable to form a thought, let alone a whole phrase. She's not here anymore and it hurts. "I miss her al-already." You breathed out a cry that stretched into a long wail. Your teeth dug into your lower lip to stop yourself, but that only made it worse.

Your dad pulled you off the bed and guided you to stand before him. "Come here… honey-it's okay." He slid the headphones off of your head and tossed them onto the bed. Then, before pulling you into his arms, he guided your hands under his jacket and around his waist. "Here-baby."

"You don't geet it, dad-"

"I do-honey, believe me i do." He cupped your chin, and playfully swung your head left and right. You closed your eyes, giving up on the fight against the tears. Your heart ached , so did your head and your stomach and ffffff...everything.

But your dad seemed to get the message, no longer trying to comfort you with words. There wasn't much he could say to make you feel better. His presence already did...a little. A lot but a little. And as you sniffled and swallowed, your dad rubbed circles around your back.

"Does this mean we no longer hate each other?" You asked with a giggle.

It was your dad's turn to roll his eyes, not seemi'g to realize that it was a joke "Don't say stuff like that- i never hated you. I love you. I'm here for you- Always."

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Ummm- LIAR DAD???? DEAN HAD TO PUSH YOU. BUT WHATEVER. Hehe, wrote half of this while waiting to get the rabies shot. I loved writing it and i'm sorry it took so looong 🥀🥀🥀🖤🖤🖤