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[REQ] SPN: In The Wink of an Eye. [Gabriel/Reader]
Summary: “Do you really not know how to wink?”
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Gabriel/Reader [human; female; 18+]; the Winchesters [mention], Castiel [mention]
Word Count: 446
Tags/Warnings: reader-centric; fluff; bunker!fic; teasing
“You know, if you keep scrunching your face at the mirror - it might get stuck that way.”
Despite the sharp jerk your body provoked, you watched a soft smile reflect in your bedroom mirror. A second smile, one that appeared to produce its own radiant lighting, appeared in the mirror’s reflection as Gabriel’s frame came to stand behind you.
“Sam and Dean thought it would be fun to introduce Cas to charades.” You answered his silent question. You puffed your next breath as your fingers grasped a squared card on your desk and held it behind your head.
Through the reflection, you watched as Gabriel took the card from your outstretched h
A Crowley x reader (Teaser)
Crowley's seemed relatively calm given the circumstances he was in, in the back of the Winchester's Impala, handcuffed and being driven to God only knew where to be and to God only knew what.
One things was cretin in his mind, they weren't going to kill him. He had come to that conclusion when they hand cuffed him, those sly bastards tricking him to try and make a deal only to be bitch slapped and have a finger wag in his face like a toddler.
It was insulting.
These cuffs were to make his powers null and void, so they most he could think was torture of some sorts to be done to him. Then maybe perhaps death, but it seemed to be a waste to do that and not take the shot to kill him now.
Though who knew if Crowley would last that long, as the eyes a particular female hunter was giving him. If looks could kill, he be more than just dead, he's be a melted pool of flesh from just the heat of her gaze.
Y/n. He recalled was your name. A feisty little hunte
[SPN] Internet Trolls. [Gadreel/Reader]
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Gadreel/Reader [human; female; 18+]; the Winchesters [mention], Castiel [mention], Gabriel [mention], Lucifer [mention]
Word Count: 591
Tags/Warnings: reader-centric; mild angst
Christ on a cracker, humans could be so cruel. Vampires, ghosts and zombies you understood; they had predictable motives – feed, spawn, kill, repeat. Humans, however, they could rip your heart out and drain your soul without touching you – without even ever laying sight of you.
You didn’t want to stare at the screen anymore – the hollow pit in your stomach expanded each time a new comment appeared; though at the same time, there was a sick curiosity of what would be said next – how would they top the last degrading insult?
A ping signaled a new message; the high-pitched noise whispering a sense of dread and helplessness in your darkened room. As it had repeatedly, the twiste
[SPN] Please, Not Him. [Angel/Reader]
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Angel[surprise!]/Reader [human; female; 18+]; Chuck [mention]
Word Count: 380
Tags/Warnings: injured reader; violence; feels; reader-centric; ambiguous ending
I am going to die, you think as your vision fades in and out with tears. Please, don’t allow this to happen, not to him. Fuck, Chuck, please – if you ever loved him, stop this; stop this before…
There is a harsh shake of your body, dislodging the collecting tears and your desperate prayers – also awakening your numb body; a flare of painful awareness assaulting your nervous system.
A crushing pain bruising your hips bones; a raw, stinging spreading over the skin of your back; a bass-deep throbbing radiating through your skull.
They couldn’t compare, however, to the illusion of a cold, piercing sensation resting against the heated skin of your chest.
The result of the tip of an angel bla
Mature content[SPN] Mistletoe Kiss. [Balthazar/Reader] Hurricane-Hannah 8 0
Demon with red nose
Demon with red nose
It should have been an extraordinary day. He was five years old, that's exactly as many as you have fingers in one hand, but dad didn't think it necessary to spend this important day with him. Sam was very sad, although understood that dad had a lot of work and that his work is demanding, but Sam didn't want so much, didn't he? But apparently yes. He wanted to cry all day... even wondering, if he could do it actually all day. But his older brother saved Sam's world again.
“I know you hoped that he will be here on your birthday. I'm sorry, but look! This... Yesterday I won it in the cards,” The older of the boys said and he was waving with the circus tickets in front of face to the other kid. “We'll go there together. It's not far, just a few blocks away from the school I go to. It will definitely be fun ... clowns, circus ... and cotton candy. I had saved a few dollars, you can buy cotton candy!”
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Where My Demons Hide: Chapter 15
Sam knocked on your door, he slowly opened it, Sam walked up to you and gave you a gentle and loving hug. You couldn’t help but sob into Sam’s shoulder, you couldn’t stop thinking about Dean, you couldn’t believe Dean didn’t love you anymore.
“Hey, you okay?” Sam asked looking at you worried, “Dean misses you a lot, he may not show it, but he really does miss you” Sam said.
“No he doesn’t! He hates me! He told me himself he doesn’t love me!” You shouted at Sam, you pushed Sam away and sobbed heavily into your pillow.
“Dean didn’t mean it, for the past two years, Dean has been drinking horribly… He’s drunk most nights” Sam said.
“He doesn’t love me Sam!” You screamed.
Dean heard you scream at Sam, he got up and opened his door,
Brother - SPN!boys. (Song fic)
Dean and Sam Winchester. These two brothers have been through it all. Dean has always been Sam's rock and Sam has always been Dean's rock. However, they have their problems as all families do. What more problems would there be with what the brothers have to face everyday? These problems have been shown to be over come through their love for each other. They are never the type of brothers to show their affection towards one another, only when it seems necessary. Not physically anyway. The brothers certainly have their own way of showing their reliance on each other and how they cope being without each other.
Ramblers in the wilderness we can’t find what we need
We get a little restless from the searching
Dean Winchester - The alcoholic
Dean had always had a sweet taste of ambition when it came to alcohol. This had become an essence of Deans life since his dad had left him practically homeless as a child, when he went recklessly hunting which left Dean to look after his little brother Sam. Of course, Dean hadn't developed this 'craving' in his childhood, however innocently watching his father cower over bottle after bottle of guilt ridden substances his father could find, Dean suspected this was normal. This was along with the motel lounging and the curb crawling for monsters that make your bed go bump in the night.
This bow legged man hadn't classed himself as an alcoholic, personally, he felt it was a preference
143 - Dean Winchester X Reader LIME DRABBLE
"Dean..." I mewled onto his lips as they attack my own.
Yet another attempt to breathe has been shot down as he seals our lips once more. He twists his head in ways that keeps me wanting more. He pulled back for a short second as if he is about to dive in deeper. Oh that got me excited.
For some reason I sense my world pull forward. Then, I feel my back flat on the wall. Dean has me pinned by my tensed shoulders. His thumb traced non-existent sigils where they were, leaving a trail of fire. Our lips are yet to disconnect to each other. I let out a small yelp, when Dean pushes his tongue past my lips. I feel him twist my unsuspecting tongue, which made me melt into him.
My hands cling to whatever article of clothing he has on him. It cost a lot of effort not to rip it off his back. I would have melted into a puddle if he wasn't pushing his body onto mine.
His lips traveled downwards towards my jaw which he traces with rough sucks and bites. My breath hitched. His lips tackled the
Crawl (Supernatural x Sister!Reader)
Y/n burst out of the earth, scattering clumps of dirt around her. She gasped at the fresh summer air as she raised her head to the evening sky. She spat dry clay out of her mouth. Four months in hell, an eternity. Y/n’s arms shook as she crawled out of her grave to lie on the surface of the mortal world. She took her first breaths, an action almost forgotten. Y/n lay in the ruins of a field, ravished by recent fire and left to tend itself. She had no marker - not even a stone. She felt her organs shift inside her and it was clear that wellness was something unpossessed.
Y/n stood. Gravity was harsh to her and her neck struggled to keep her head aloft. She was as naked as the day she was ripped from her mother. Y/n’s eyes were dull as if her soul itself was somewhere other. She took a step forward. Her feet dragged on the burnt grass. Dirt clung to her bare skin and turned her into a vision of ruin. Y/n knew where she was. Bobby had taken her here many times as a child. It w
Carry Me (Supernatural Fanfiction) Chapter Two
Eli slammed her locker door shut, finally getting it closed after trying to organize her locker mates trash and books in a way that they wouldn't fall out again. She sighed, leaning her head against the locker door as she gave a silent thanks. Everything had fallen out of the locker when she'd opened it to put her morning class books in it, spilling papers and various unmentionables all over the hall at Eli's feet. Most of passing period had been spent already trying to shove everything back into the space, leaving Eli a minute at the most to run to her next class still loaded with more books then she needed.
She took a second at the door to take a breath and stretch her leg. She probably shouldn't have ran without her brace or crutch, but Eli was not about to break her non-tardy streak.
Opening the door to class as quietly as she could, Eli slipped into the room and sat in her seat just as the bell rang. Mr. Smith walked in the classroom.
Mr. Smith was a vampire. Ben had told Eli so w
Carry Me (Supernatural Fanfiction) Chapter One
Ben had told Eli stories about Dad, and how he dealt with demons and other monsters all the time.
He also told her about how Dad had left before she was born, not knowing Mom was pregnant before he disappeared. Ben told her lots of things about Dad, using his life as bedtime stories to lull her to sleep when her nightmares kept her up.
But there were rules when talking about Dad.
First, no talking about Dad around Mom; she didn't remember him. Ben said Dad did it to keep them safe, and that he had gone along with it to keep Mom from being hurt.
Second, Ben didn't tell her about all the monsters Dad fought. He told her stories about his adventures, but he never went in depth. Ben said he didn't want Eli to get to scared.
Lastly, no looking for Dad.
Eli didn't now what Dad looked like, there were no pictures around the house. Ben had collected them all and hid them from Mom, but he kept them from Eli too in the process.
It didn't bother Eli though. She just invented what her father looke
Far From Natural (Dean Winchester X Reader) Ch.1
I do not own Supernatural and I do not make any money off this fan-fiction. I hope you enjoy this first chapter of this story and I apologize for the shortness. I will post a link once chapter 2 is up as well.
A couple of months back you were accepted into your local university’s nursing program after busting your arse getting your bachelor degree in biology and getting certified in phlebotomy. You and your best friend were there for each other (since she also was accepted into the program). She was your rock, the thing that kept you calm. You both did long nights of studying almost every day, quizzing each other to get ready for the exams. Now, where are you today, you may ask? You were sitting in your second class of the day, pharmacology. You looked to your right and the seat was empty. That was where Jackie usually sat. She had been missing for a week now and she wouldn’t answer her phone. Her face was already posted aro
Brotherly Troubles (Winchester Bros Fanfic)
No backstory needed. Just two Supernatural huntin’ brothers. (I wasn’t in the smutteh mood today)
Edit: ALRIGHT, SO THIS STARTED OFF AS AN INNOCENT LITTLE IDEA, WHERE THE BRO’S JUST HAVE A LIGHT FIGHT,
BUT IDK WHERE THE TIME WENT, AND THIS HAS HAPPENED.
Funny enough, I dont regret it :3
Warnings: Mild swearing and mild violence/gore. Also, exploration of suicide themes.
If you personally believe this should have a warning on it, tell me. I just prefer not to do so.
The show already has some heavy themes anyways, so please, listen to my warning and read at your own choice.
Sam looked down as his knuckles, seeing the blood had risen to his skin.
Probably from the fact that he had punched the brick wall multiple times.
Shifting in his chair, he checked his phone one last time, despite the fact that he told himself it was no use.
Of course, the screen was blank.
Fuming anger rose in his chest, and the phone was in his hand one minute,
Dean and Nick
Dean and Nick
“Five dead and two seriously injured,” said the policeman Nick Burkhardt as he walked into the interview room and threw on desk file with the case. He sat on a chair against the accused and he began read the file. He pulled out of the folder photos of crime scene and laid them on the desk.
The other man in the room obediently, but without much interest, looked at it. What the offender committed on the innocents, it was horrible and shocking, but on accused's face, however, did not move a single muscle, he was without a single regret, or amazement. He already had seen this photos and he even seen worse.
Nick cleared his throat and then he still looked squarely at the man ahead of him. “You have an impressive folder, Dean Winchester, and these murders will belong to it beautifully.”
Dean Winchester blithely shrugged his shoulders, as if it was about stolen lollipop and not about ripped the human bodies. “
Hi Dad - Dad!John Winchester x Unisex!Reader
He had just closed the door behind him. You and your brothers had been staying at the psychic Missouri Moseley's house, while John had been hunting for the weekend. You were holding your favorite teddy in one hand and a pistol in the other. He didn't even know how you got your hands on it seeing as it was one of his old.
"Why aren't you asleep?" he asked as he took the gun from your hand. It worried him that you had been waiting for someone or something to burst through the door. At the same time, he was amazed what you were willing to do at the tender age of four. However, you had always been an early bloomer compared to your twin Dean.
"Miss Moseley told me that I should always listen to the bad feeling in my tummy. So I did."
John chuckled and ruffled your hair with his free hand. At least you didn't question his tired look or the bandage around his arm, which was still slightly wet. After carefully placing the gun out of reach from curious little hands, he we
Brother Troubles - Crowley x Angel!Reader
An experienced demon like Crowley himself was prepared for anything. It was almost a part of the job description. Therefore it was quite a shock when he figured out just how much trouble being with you gave him. It wasn't the part where the other demons would be questioning his credibility, the way some of your morals clashed, or how he would make a deal to give a dying person 10 more years while you would simply fix whatever was wrong and move on. All those things he could take care of. After all, he was a king and those was petty problems easily solved over the dinner table.
What could not be described as a simple matter was your family. He had met them on more than one occasion (and most hadn't gotten away alive), but it hadn't been a problem until both of you had been present.
Michael does not approve
Since neither of you had been that happy about spending time in Hell, Crowley had made sure to buy what could be called a small mansion. While he had wanted something a