Ahhh!! I'm so excited to see this one finally published! Can't wait to read other people's reactions. 😄
I love this version, Lina! It's so adorable and cute and I just want to snuggle up with Dean and call him silly names and annoy him until he makes me stop... 😍
Aftermath
A/N: This is a fic for Mimi’s RomCom Fluff Challenge @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog and for Suzanne’s 100 Followers Writing Challenge @sea040561 . The prompts are bolded in the fic (first Mimi’s, then Suzanne’s), but detailed in the second A/N after the fic, because I don’t want to give out spoilers at this point. :-) Thanks guys for letting me participate and congrats on your milestones! Hope you like it — My thanks goes also to @boxywrites for beta’ing! Your input was a great help!
Pairing/characters: Dean x reader, Sam
Warnings: A tiny bit of angst (sorry Mimi, please forgive me - it’s just to set the scene!), mentions of a minor character death, fluff (yes, it’s there Mimi), and plenty of silliness with hopefully some laughs.
Word count: 1673
Dean walked straight to the bunker’s library - and straight to the whiskey. You exchanged a worried glance with Sam. He had noticed it too; how quiet his brother had been the whole way home, how his rare smiles didn’t reach his eyes. You both knew the signs. Dean thought it was his fault the hunt hadn’t gone as planned. The djinn was dead, yes, but so was its latest victim; the teenage boy who had gone missing six days ago hadn’t been dead for more than a few hours when you got there. It hit you all hard - you just couldn’t save everyone no matter how hard you tried - but Dean blamed himself. And if you didn’t break him out of his head, he would only drink himself to oblivion and feel even worse tomorrow.
I can't handle all the tears I'm shedding due to this awesome fic being over (granted, there's an epilogue coming). It's been an amazing story and I'm so happy to have read it, even though it was nerve-wreaking and torturous most of the time. Sort of like Negan in TWD (love me some JDM with beard and killin' good looks) ❤ Thank you!
Unspoken: Chapter Twenty
Series Summary: Jensen has known since day one that you were the only girl for him. Problem is, he can never find the right words. Maybe instead of telling you, he can show you.
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Word Count: 2.7k
Warnings: Smut
Beta’d by: @trexrambling “ …dark shivers just went down my spine…”
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Jensen
The sound of Jared closing the front door acts like a gunshot signaling the start of a race. I kick my chair back, and I’m on my feet before Y/n has a chance to question whether or not we should go after him. She freezes when I round the kitchen island and stop in front of her. I take the plate from her hands and set it down deliberately on the countertop beside her. Y/n’s eyes track the movement of the burger with a look of longing. I grab her by the hips and step between her legs, effectively drawing her attention back.
“Kiss the cook?” I ask her as I nudge the tip of her nose with my own, waiting for her to lean in.
“Did you go through all the trouble of making burgers just so you could use that line?”
“Maybe,” I evade her question and encourage her to answer mine with a brush of my nose along hers. Her full lips glance mine, and when I move my head to chase them down she pulls just out of reach.
“That’s a lot of work for just a kiss,” she says as she cups my face to hold me still.
“You’re worth the work.”
Y/n touches her lips to my cheek, and when I lean into her gentle caress she pulls away again. She brushes her lips across my mouth as she crosses to my other cheek and drops another kiss.
“What are you doing, Y/n?”
“I’m kissing you like you asked,” she teases, “now shut up and let me.”
I can’t help but smile, I should’ve known she’d find a loophole. She wraps her legs around my waist as she moves her lips to the corner of my mouth, and this time I don’t chase her. I just endure her sweet torture patiently. When she moves to the other corner she barely grazes my lips, and I let out a frustrated sigh. She has no idea how much I’m going to make her pay for this later.
I was tagged by the never-ceases-to-amaze-me @soopranatural <3
Rules: Shuffle your music library and list the first 10 songs.
01. Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek
02. Echosmith - Bright
03. Extreme - More than Words
04. Rag’n’Bone Man - Human
05. Edith Piaf - La vie en Rose
06. Us The Duo - I’m Me
07. Elektrik People - Make Me a Bird
08. Dexys Midnight Runners - Come on Eileen
09. Beastie Boys - Sabotage
10. Astrid S - Vi er perfekt men verden er ikke det
Tagging people! This is for fun you guys. No pressure :)
@trexrambling @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms @hannahindie @the--blackdahlia @baskervilleshund
This was beautiful, Mardi! It made me want to cry and then smile and later cry some more ❤💔 "My heart was like Schrödinger's cat; both whole and broken at the same time" -Me, I just made that shit up
Breathe
Summary: The reader has a panic attack
Pairing: Dean x reader
Warnings: panic attack (did I say that already?) it’s descriptive so take into account all the warnings that go along with that
Words: 1424
A/N: This is the name of almost every panic attack fic I’ve read but I’m bad at titles so I don’t care. (Also I had a panic attack this morning so this is why it was so detailed lol sorry)
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You woke with a gasp, jolting awake in a way that turned your body face down on the mattress. You panted into the sheets, gripping them tightly while you waited for your stomach to settle.
Crap, this was going to be a shit day, wasn’t it?
You stood up slowly from the bed and walked heavily to the kitchen.
“Morning” Sam spoke around a mouthful of toast “sleep well?” You nodded in answer and he grinned when you rubbed groggily at your eyes. It technically wasn’t a lie, it was waking up that was the problem.
@escabell Are ya tryin' to kill me?! Don't even get me started on those cheekbones!! I'm pretty convinced I have an unhealthy cheekbone fetish and it's not getting any better with all the hotties out there; Benedict Cumberbatch (my mobile thought I wanted to write cornstarch, so imma call him Benedict Cornstarch from now on), Matt Smith (oh this little lovely bird will join the fabulous show Dirk Gently and play a pink-haired anime prince with scissor swords named Panto... I shit you not), Eddie Redmayne (do I even need to explain?) and the magnificent Luke Treadaway (if you haven't seen the movie "You Instead/Tonight You're Mine" drop what you're doing and go and watch it NOW), to name a few of my favs ❤
Cillian Murphy: ‘Is this it, for the rest of my days?’ - The Guardian, 23rd April 2016
I should totally do this!! Started watching the show yesterday because my bestie can't shut up about it, lol @escabell I literally spent the night googling Cillian Murphy... I think I fell in love with his eyes, and now I'm in despair.
Lee, darling, thank you for the wonderful words! I love it that you loved the POV. 😄
The one with Charlie's herbal tea
Summary: Reader gets injured after a hunt and isn’t handling it very well. Neither is Dean. Charlie tries to help but should really have brushed up on her Latin skills before doing so.
Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam and Charlie are there too. Cas is only mentioned (sad!Boxy)
Word Count: 3 692 (and here I thought it would be a drabble)
Warnings: Angry!Dean swears a lot, Reader almost dies (somewhat graphic description), Reader gets drugged by Charlie (not sure if that should be a warning?), Reader vomits (somewhat graphic description)
Beta’d by Mardi (aka @soopranatural). Go follow her, bitches! She’s awesome ;) Don’t miss reading her amazingly funny beta comments at the bottom.
A/N: I think I did a flangsty thing? I swear, it started out as the fluffiest of crack drabbles and then BAM! I accidentally took the exit to Angstville… Let me know what you think, and if you want to be tagged in any future fics!
Entirely in Dean’s POV
I decided to leave the bar earlier than usual. Sam had already gone home with some brunette that had been eyeing him all evening, and I didn’t feel like staying just to find someone for myself.
Besides, I would be lying if I said that you hadn’t constantly been on my mind since our last hunt together. What that witch had done to you still haunted my nightmares. And I fucking hate witches.