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"Would you please, with cherries on top, marry me?" - Margaret Tate "THE PROPOSAL" (2009)
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Not in love
(Dean x Reader)
This is a request from @acklesterritory :
Hey Jay. I think you know me by now. You got me hooked on your last series fic and you know it. I just wish for a Dean x Reader fic where the reader is just like 8 or 9 younger than Dean and love him to the moon and back, can take bullets for him but still don’t want to admit it even to herself bc she thinks 1. He deserves better 2.She’s not good for him 3. She got honor & hates to beg for love.
Warnings : Angst, Swearing, Smut.
Words : 7.3k (I know…)
Note : I took the liberty to insist on the “she doesn’t want to admit it, even to herself” because I thought it was very interesting. I really hope you like it, and @acklesterritory, I’m sorry it took so long <3
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You look across the room searching for familiar faces. Hiding behind your glass of this cheap whiskey they gave you, your back on the wall, you sigh.
Flannel everywhere. A room full of hunters, that’s rare and, well, loud. You love hunting, it is your life and unlike most people, you regret nothing about it, yes it can be gloomy and dirty, but it’s a life of adventures, where almost everything is possible.
But hunters…
That’s different. Most of them are machos, rude, lout. They only talk about guns and you don’t really like guns, they are necessary but you would never act like them : like a stupid kid collecting toys. They keep saying they are humble people, bragging about how simply they live only this glass and their gun, owning nothing else… but the truth is they are conceited bastards ; narrating their feats on a loop. They live in violence and it rubs off on them, nothing stays pure about them, and alcohol makes them smelly and moronic… The one you met before at least.
No, you never liked hunters. And they never really liked you.
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obsessed with this outfit
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the fifties
decades dance: part 1
pairing: steve rogers x reader x bucky barnes
summary: unrequited love was painful. To have to endure it from two people was something else. Loving two super soldiers that didn’t return your feelings was agony but what if they did? Events unfold when Tony plans to throw a party for every decade Bucky and Steve missed out on.
warnings/genre: +18 only, explicit smut, angst, idiots-to-lovers
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how it started 🥰 || how it's going 😍
#kate sharma#anthony bridgerton#kate bridgerton#kate x anthony#kanthony#bridgerton#Ahhhhhhjhhjhhjjjhhhjhh
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Tiny Cups, Big Hands
Warnings: Fluff, implied size kink (sfw), Dean’s hands, no dialogue
Summary: Y/N does a little research on Dean and coffee cups.
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word Count: 700
A/N: THIS post has been circulating for some time, but inspiration hit this morning, so here you go. I hope you enjoy it!
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Y/N didn’t know when she first noticed it. Maybe it happened gradually over time, but lately, she noticed it all the time. You know when a friend tells you they got a new car and it’s one you don’t think you’d ever seen, but then you start seeing it everywhere? Yeah, that’s how it happened to Y/N. Let me take you back.
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Warning Signs
Fandom: Supernatural
Summary: Castiel doesn’t admit to fear and neither do you. Until you meet each other.
Quick facts: Romance (?) – Castiel/Reader – Nondescript Reader
Warnings: Noooot fluffy but also not quite angsty? Vague descriptions of violence. Very slight (very!) slight warning for my fellow emetophobes (spitting up, not vomiting, but still).
Words: 1500
A/N: I wanted to write something Cas/Reader with S4-5 or S6 Castiel where he’s still kind of aloof and (in my mind) a little scary and… :gestures helplessly: this. I settled on S4-5. Not platonic but not romantic, not fluff but not angst, just somewhere in the middle. As you do. Also I was playing around with perspective so I apologize if it’s confusing.
When you first meet Castiel, he has a presence, a power that makes your hair stand on end. He looks harmless but you’ve been around long enough to know appearances mean nothing. He’s the kind of dangerous that makes your muscles tense.
When Castiel meets you, his eyes go immediately to the red-stained silver blade in your hand, and the matching blood on your person. The smell of sulfur is the only reason he doesn’t smite you on sight.
Dean, possibly purposefully oblivious, doesn’t appear to notice the two of you on edge. “Cas, this is–”
“Where did you get that?” Castiel almost snaps.
The sudden rush of power in the air makes you bite down on your tongue to keep from grinding your teeth, and you grip the weapon in question as tightly as you can. You take a deep breath when he doesn’t move to attack. “Demon. Why?” In your mind that fight had been terrifyingly close. The only way you got out alive, you suspect, is because of typical demon ego coupled with the fact that the demon was stupid enough to swing around something that could kill him.
To Castiel, those words cement you as a dangerous creature. A demon had somehow killed an angel. You had somehow killed that demon. He should demand the return of his kin’s blade. He should forbid Sam and Dean from associating with you and keep only a very distant watch on your whereabouts.
He doesn’t. Dean is silent, keeping a careful eye on everyone as you and Castiel stare each other down and Sam, also mindful of the tension, explains to you about angels and the weapons they carry.
“I suppose you want this back, then?” you ask. Your desire to claim ownership of the most useful weapon you’ve ever had is at war with propriety and the feeling that he should have his dead sibling’s sword.
“Keep it,” Castiel says, surprising all of you. He included. He doesn’t show it, though, still not entirely attuned to his human skin. He reaches out with his grace to discern the blade’s former wielder. Sachael. He will mourn her in private, later. “It does my sister no good now. It’s better for it to be used to kill demons than to waste in abandonment.”
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if I say "I have to Austin Powers my car out of a parking space," do you understand what i mean
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I’m so feral for this man.
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Opportunity
Dean’s sleeping with Cassie, and your feelings are a little more than hurt. Sam takes the opportunity to show you that he can please you better than his brother can.
PAIRING: Sam Winchester x Reader
WORD COUNT: ~1900
WARNINGS: friend-with-benefits cheating (kinda), smut, minor dirty talk, rough sex, jealousy
NOTE: This fic is relevant to the season 1 episode “Route 666.” Edited by me - please heed the warnings and enjoy!
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For the first time, Dean’s sleeping with a woman other than you. You remember Cassie, her mocha skin, thick, bushy hair, sweet voice, and with that came the memories of Dean coming home from a night out with her, cheeks flushed, clothing disheveled.
You and Dean aren’t a thing, technically. But it still stings, knowing that he’ll take another woman over you.
Sam, on the other hand, isn’t nearly as moody as he’d been lately. On the way back from getting food, you’d spotted him in the crappy motel gym, doing pull-ups on the small set-up in the corner. His lanky body shows promise of muscle, and sweat glistens on his skin. If he keeps this up, he’ll be a beast within just a couple years.
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DEAN WINCHESTER in one random episode per day ‣ 245/327
12.08 LOTUS
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Not Your Friend
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Warnings: Public stuff, dirty talk, praise kink
WC: 457
A/N: Another thing I’ve written for @cockslut-padalecki‘s 11 sentences challenge. My prompt was: “Friends? I don’t think so. Friends don’t know the way you taste.”
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“For god’s sake, Dean!” She’s loud, her voice roars as she huffs and puffs, chest heaving when she folds her arms over it. It does make her tits look incredible in that strapless dress of hers.
Just a moment before, she pulled him away from her parents who showed up, and Dean’s been annoyed and a little hurt when she introduced him as her friend because they are anything but. And yeah, to be fair, he gets why she wants to keep it from them, since they probably don’t think he’s good enough for her — hell, Dean himself doesn’t even think he’s good enough for her, but hearing her telling them that he’s just a friend - it didn’t sit right with him.
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