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bethsvrse · 2 months
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pov: I find a good smut fic but it includes a daddy kink
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guardedbylibrarylions · 4 months
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And if I speak
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loversofthegrave · 3 months
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obsessively thinking about sam
how sam harbours the same codependency as Dean but I feel it plays out differently for them both, maybe not always credited as frequently as it should be
Like when sam gets drunk, I think that's a prime example of his layers, needy, desperate, scared. He needs his big brother, he needs his big brother to tell him that everything's going to be OK. No matter sam's age he regresses to that little kid brother he always was in times of hardship, needs the reassurance of his big brother that he will be safe, that dean's going to take care of him.
He didn't know his mother, not really, he was taught to miss her. His father was absent. It was dean who held him to sleep, band aid his scrapped knees, walked him to school, picked him up, put his marked school work on the motel fridge, his big brother, that was sam's entire peripheral vision. dean was sam's mom and dad rolled into one, the one who raised him.
As much as some viewers perceive dean being the obsessive/possessive one about sam (he is too) but so is sam about dean. If sam wasn't the forefront thought of dean's mind he would lose his shit, as unhealthy as their codependency is to every therapist ever, that's how sam defines himself, dean's little brother 'only he gets to call me sammy' dean's smug face, that's dean's sammy, no one elses, couldn't ever be<3
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seanwinchester · 6 months
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I love in the early seasons how sam and dean switch their perceptions of john. when sam is so pissed at him and finds every occasion to bring up how john wronged them and dean pushes back defending him, but then suddenly john dies. and he's sam's dad again. but now dean resents him. and it could be boring but it's not. because they both mourn in such different ways, and in both cases it serves their character.
and it's like they can never hate him at the same time. hating the father is something you take turns for, you can't hate him both at once because somebody needs to love him still
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ivymess · 8 months
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and thus the spn phase begins… starting with dream daddy lmao. (plus: an updated sam from this year!)
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1asbrightasthestars3 · 7 months
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"I had a father but I never had a dad."
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xpurdyglambertx · 8 months
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OK but like when they cast Alex as Jack, CW really said "so Dean and Cas fucked and made this kid..."
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Like fuckin copy-paste destiel baby
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Look at him
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LOOK. AT. HIM.
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kimodraw · 4 months
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thought a lot abt the cw shows these past few days
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lambmotifz · 1 month
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dean fucking sam and sam demanding him to be rough and accidentally letting a “daddy” slip out and dean is utterly confused, slightly freaked out, and so turned on he can’t think
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holylulusworld · 1 month
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Ready for harvest
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Summary: You and your alphas play another game.
Written for @spnkinkevents SPN Omegaverse Week – Day 6 – Friday, April 19 – Slick
Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x fem!Reader; Alpha!Sam Winchester x fem!Reader; Alpha!John Winchester x fem!Reader
Warnings: implied smut/light smut, somnophilia, use of a sex swing, implied taking turns, blindfolds, use of a safe word, aftercare, consensual degrading, daddy kink, a/b/o, a/b/o dynamics, established polyamorous relationship, fluff
Catch up here: Hungry like the wolf
A/N: The story takes place in Season 10. John is still alive for my storyline.  
Words: 1,3 k+
SPN Omegaverse Week Masterlist
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A snowstorm ruined your plans, but it offered a new opportunity. While stuck at the bunker with your alphas, you came up with new ideas to kill time.
Strip poker. Chasing a fake monster. Strip charade. Naked cooking contests. 
Five days later you’re still stuck in the bunker, unable to leave it because of the snow masses blocking all exits.
Luckily you’re always prepared and got enough food, because and men around to survive for even for weeks without leaving the bunker.
“Good thing I bought all the good shit before the weather decided to fuck us over,” John grins at you. “What do you say, Y/N? Do you want to try it out? I got it in our playroom.”
You chuckle at his eagerness. It was his idea to turn one of the rooms at the bunker into a playroom for you and your alphas.
“Okay, show me what you bought,” you lean closer to whisper in his ear, “Daddy.”
“Careful or I’ll take you right here, in the hallways.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time,” you grin, remembering the night John pounced on you after you sneaked into the kitchen for a late-night snack. He fucked you right there, on the floor for his sons to watch. “It was so hot and dirty.”
“Because we all took turns,” Sam suddenly stands behind you to grope your ass. For a man his size, he’s fucking stealthy. “So, what are we up to today? Can I sort the books at the library, or did we find something more interesting to do?”
You smirk at Sam.
“I think our omega wants to play,” John snickers. He unashamedly cups his crotch. It’s only you and his sons, and all of you have seen all of him over the years. No one around to judge you for being a pack’s omega.
“Hmm…” you run your fingertips over the sex swing hammock John decided to buy. You feel the soft leather to check the quality. “It looks nice.” You’re unsure for the first time.
“If you don’t like it, we can just chase you around the bunker and play hide and seek,” Dean joins the party. “We thought it’d be nice if you played pillow princess and just enjoyed the ride.”
“Pillow princess?” You snort. It’s not your style to just take it. “How will this work?” You tug at the straps to test the stability of the hammock. “Me?”
“I want you to wear this,” John purrs and holds a blindfold in front of your face. “We want to play guess the cock.”
“You’re kinky, Mr. Winchester,” you snatch the blindfold out of his hands. “Black silk, huh?”
“For special occasions, sweetheart,” Dean looks at the blindfold in your hands. “We want to give you a special night.”
“You want to get your dick wet,” you playfully slap his chest. “You horny bastard.”
Dean chuckles. “You know me so well, baby.”
“I know all of you,” you smirk darkly. “Every dirty little secret and every kink.”
“Do you trust us?” John cups your cheek. “We’d love to give you a new experience. But only if you want it.”
“Only if you promise to not tease me,” you poke your finger into his chest. “Last time you edged me for too long and then, you didn’t let me cum!”
“That was sweet punishment,” Sam taunts. “And we will do it again.”
“If you play your cards right,” you purr and step toward Sam to fist his flannel, “I allow you to massage my feet after you made me cum, Sammy.”
Your alphas smirk as you shimmy out of your panties and fling them across the room. 
“Let’s test this nice swing…”
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Your alphas helped you into the shamrock. Your men made sure that you were comfortable and felt safe. John asked you about your safe word and kissed you softly before using the leg and arm straps on you.
It feels like floating. “You look ready to get eaten, doll,” John whispers in your ear. He tweaks one of your nipples, causing you to shudder. “If you guess the cock right, you get a special gift after we are done with you.”
Dean kneels in front of the shamrock to teasingly run his tongue over your clit. He grips your legs tightly, enjoying you cannot close them when he playfully sinks his teeth into your clit.
“DEAN!” you grunt. He’s a teasing little shit, and you will pay him back. “I dare you!”
“How does she taste brother?” Sam watches his father and brother tease you with little licks and touches. “Dean?”
“She’s slicking for us, Sammy,” Dean growls against your flesh. “Y/N is such a good omega for us.”
You mewl at his words. Your chest swells and your body goes lax. “Daddy…”
“I’m here, doll,” John whispers in your ear. “Can we begin, baby doll?”
“Hmmm…” you nod.
“Do you remember your safe word, Y/N?” 
“Papaya,” you murmur. “I’m all green, daddy.”
“Of course you are,” he replies and nods at his sons. “If you want us to stop, you will say it. Remember that you are the one in control.”
John’s features darken as he steps next to his sons. He cracks his neck and stares at your exposed body, ready for them to use you. You’re completely at their mercy, and his primal side loves it.
“Ready sons.”
“Ready if you are,” Dean and Sam say in unison.
“Yes…” you whisper lowly. “I want to play a game with all of you…”
You feel his hands on you seconds later. His touch is tender at first, but his hands get more demanding. He gropes your tits, roughly pinching your nipples. You know it’s Sam because he’s hiding the beast so well, but not with you.
“Fuck me,” you challenge. “Now!”
They don’t speak when they start using your body for their pleasure. It’s part of the game.  
Sam is first. He’s rough, and demanding, but he pulls three orgasms out of your body. 
You recognize Dean next. He takes his time to tease you, fingering you until you cry and beg him for an orgasm, but he will let you wait, and you’ll only find release with his cock inside of you.
John is last. He’s rougher tonight and calls you his whore, and slut. Your alpha was on the edge for weeks. One hunt had gone wrong, and he feared he’d lose another mate.
“Look at this, a whore to go,” John taunts you not only with his cock driving into you in abandon, but his voice making you shudder.
He’s unstoppable. Pulling orgasm after orgasm from your spent body. You’re sore and tired, your safe word on the top of your tongue but you don’t use it. John needs to get this out of his system, and you won’t stop him.
Even if it’s against your alphas’ rules.
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In the morning, you wake to John fucking wildly into you. You’re usually more than happy if he slips inside of you while you’re asleep, but this morning is different.
You cry, and whimper. John grunts into your neck, believing you’re into it as you wiggle underneath him.
“John,” it pains you to do it, but you cannot take more, “Papaya.”
He stiffens and immediately slips out of you. “Doll,” he nuzzles you. “I’ve got you doll,” John whispers. “You did so well. We are proud of you.” He wraps his arms around you and cradles you in his arms. “I’m gonna get you clean and take care of you.”
John picks you up to carry you inside the bathroom. “I’m sorry, daddy. It was…too intense.”
“No. I’m sorry,” he pecks your hair. “I was a bad dominant today. I should’ve seen your distress and ended the session last night. It was too much, and…” He sniffs. “Please forgive me.”
“I’m fine, John,” you hide your face in his shoulder. “You’re good alphas.”
John isn’t convinced. He calls for his sons, asking them to help him with you. “We need to do more aftercare. It was too much.” He admits, ashamed. 
“We’re here, sweetheart,” Dean whispers. “We will take care of you now…”
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Jack Kline is like every parental issue smashed together.
Mom and dad died right after he was born. Biological father had him after escaping jail and very absent. Child abuse from both dad three and four (Yes Sam too). Killed his second mother. The dad who died came back again and was the only good present parent but died again.
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what-do-i-type-here · 4 months
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I love how people think Sam is super open about his feelings and stuff when in reality the man's had exactly two long-term relationships (that we know of) and he wasn't honest with either of them. Not to mention the multiple apocalypses that have been started because he and his brother can't seem to function like normal adults.
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Jared Padalecki 💕
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ivymess · 6 months
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got bored and did more sam expressions... game devs 📞 me
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yourmomxx · 2 years
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tough love ⋆ .ೃ ࿔ *
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Dean Winchester x gn!child!reader
Summary: Dean snaps and takes his anger out on you, saying some hurtful words
Warnings: angst, hurt and comfort, daddy issues (who woulda thought), this isn’t proofread because it’s 1am and I’m emotional
Word Count: 1k
so yeah, uhm, my daddy issues definitely co-wrote this - enjoy :) line dividers by @maysdigitalarts
ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE
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It hadn’t been a big deal. At least normally not. You had made a mistake during a witch hunt, and the not-so-nice old lady had almost gotten away because of that.
It all had turned out alright in the end. And it’s not like you had been a hunter all your life, and even if, things like that … they could happen. Did to every hunter at some point.
But Dean was stressed and he was bottling it up, and just like every time he did that, it would only take one incident to let it all come flooding out at once.
Thing is, nobody knew what would tip him off, or how it could possibly be avoided. There was no such thing as a guide to Dean Winchester.
It was like playing Russian Roulette.
And you were the lucky winner. Or in this case, loser. Because now he was yelling at you.
“Bring the kid to the hunt, they said.” The four of you were all gathered in the library, Dean ranting on with his arms thrown in the air. “They are old enough and will know what to do, they said.”
You bit the inside of your cheek.
“Dean,” Castiel tried to appease him, “I understand your anger, but it is no reason to react like that -”
“Really?” Dean retorted and his angry stare fell on the angel next to him. “Well, I don’t know how you want to handle this, Cas, but I don’t feel like putting people’s lives at stake because of some mistake I made seventeen years ago!”
“Dean!” Sam yelled.
And then, everything went quiet.
Oh.
Dean’s words started sinking in, and you felt your muscles slumping together. Your chest tightened with a cold, strong grip around your heart.
Ouch.
Dean just stood there, looking at you, not one word leaving his lips. Castiel and Sam had both written clear shock on their faces. But they, too, said nothing.
Slowly, you nodded your head.
Then, though it felt like a trance, you got your heavy limbs to carry you down the hallway, entering your room and closing the door behind you.
Sam watched as you left the library.
He clenched his jaw. “Well done, Dean,” he spat at his brother, and stalked out of the room.
With a flap of his wings and a disapproving side-look at Dean, Castiel was gone, too.
And Dean Winchester was left standing alone in the dim, warm light of the library room. Though in this moment, he felt anything else but warm.
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You were laying on the made bedsheets, staring at the ceiling, and only subconsciously listening to the song playing through the headphones.
Some melancholic melody that made you only feel even more like shit than you did before.
It was strange, this feeling. It felt like nothing, like this big, black desert inside of you, and at the same time, you wanted to start screaming and crying until your voice was lost.
On the other side of the wall, Dean was slowly making his way down the narrow hallway, until he reached the brown door that signified the threshold to your room.
He stood there for a second, looking at the worn out door handle, and then grabbed it to unlock the door. But he only opened it a small gap, before closing it again.
He let the doorknob go. Then he knocked.
Your gaze had been fixed on the door as soon as Dean had moved it an inch.
You frowned when it closed again. For a brief second, you felt that cold hand in your chest again, and your disappointment because you really thought that he would come to fix what he said before.
You didn’t hear the first knock. But the second one caught your attention, a muffled noise through the headphones, and you slowly let them sink from your ears and listened closely.
Again, a knock. You sat up on the bed.
Dean heard shuffling behind the door, like cushions being moved. He chose to try his luck and started talking.
“Hey, kid.”
You were staring at the door from inside your room, listening to your father’s voice talk to you from the other side. Faintly, the music was still playing over your headphones.
“Look, I’m ….” Dean started gesturing and nervously scraping around, while searching for the correct words to say.
“I’m sorry,” he eventually got out. “I didn’t mean what I said. I know that doesn’t make it right, but I just … I wanted you to know that.
I was mad, at so many things happening the last few weeks, and I let it all out on you, and I shouldn’t have done that.”
You turned the music off.
“I just wanted you to know that I don’t think you are a mistake, kiddo. I never did, and I never will.”
It was silent again, and the only noise he heard was the sound of his breathing, while waiting for something, anything, to happen.
Eventually, he let it be, and started making his way back to the library again.
The same moment he realized that the door had opened, you had already wrapped your arms around him and were sniffling quietly into the front of his yellow flannel shirt.
His hand rested on your back, while the other carefully reached up to softly brush over your hair.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he hushed.
“Me too,” you quietly mumbled into his chest.
You felt him shake his head. “Could have happened to anyone. I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that.”
You nodded, and held onto him tighter.
“Okay,” you whispered. “Thanks.”
Dean softly smiled and pressed a kiss to your head. He was feeling warm again.
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lambmotifz · 3 months
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“it was you. a little brother that looked up to him.”
“truth is, watching out for you? it’s kinda been my job, you know? but, more than that, it’s...it’s kinda who i am.”
he LOVES being the overprotective codependent big brother <3
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