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yunggoblin · 11 months

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And... ACTION! - Dean Winchester (18+)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Summary: *This is based off of Season 5 Episode 8!* To pass Gabriel's next trick you, Sam and Dean have to shoot a porno.

Warnings: +18, Porn Flick, (YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED), Unprotected Sex, Porn, Filming, Cussing, Minors DNI

Word Count: 2,229

In just a blink of an eye you were at another studio set. You looked down to see that you were dressed in a two piece with little devil horns. “Looks hot, Y/N” You looked up to see your two hunting buddies, Sam and Dean on two stands, feet strapped in and a stick with a ball connected to it laying down. You looked around to see colorful lights, gaming music and the sound of an audience cheering. “Could you get us out of these?” Dean questioned making your attention go back towards the two brothers that were helpless.

You made your way towards the brothers only to have a man in a silver suit with a blue dress shirt under it walk out, fog came out of a smoke machine somewhere as he entered the room. “Ah, ah, ah. I wouldn’t do that.” He smiled with a hint of craze in it. You eyed Dean and slowly backed away from them and to the place you were at.

"Let’s just play along and get this over with.“ Sam suggested, but still looking around a bit alert. You stayed back and watched, but couldn’t help wondering why you weren’t strapped down and playing like the brothers. You were a little cheerleader on the sideline like the rest of the girls in the background.

"Let's play, Nut Cracker!” The host shouted, as he pumped his fist up in the air. The crowd cheered wildly, the Japanese man pulled out a card from his suit and started to read. You frowned as you knew the trick, he was speaking in his language.

"What? Are you serious?“ Sam asked, looking over towards his older brother. "Is he serious?” He questioned once more making sure he heard him correctly. “I’m sorry, but I don’t understand.” Sam frowned towards the game host.

"Sam, you have nine more seconds, just say something!“ Dean shouted out towards him.

"I don’t know what to say!” Sam threw his arms up, the younger brother that came up with ideas and out of situations was actually stumped for once.

The loud buzzer went off as the timer hit zero. The man spoke in his foreign language and glimpsed at the card. “Ruby.” He looked down. “I’m sorry, Sam Winchester.” He apologized.

"Sorry? Sorry for what?“ Sam questioned the smaller man, he looked over at Dean who just shrugged his shoulders. Your eyes darted down to the ball and just as it sprung up you shouted at Sam; "Nut Cracker!” You yelled hoping he’d get the hint of it. Sam groaned loudly as the red ball hit him in the junk at the same time of your warning. Dean covered his mouth as Sam squatted down, gripping himself from the pain. He sputtered and groaned, gripping the railing that had the red button on top.

"Dean Winchester.“ The gamer looked towards Dean as he pulled out the card. He asked Dean a different question but still in the same language. Dean swallowed thickly, eyeing the clock as it counted down its last minutes. As the timer left two, to one a different buzzer went off. Everything went silent as Dean was trying to collect his words together after hitting the red buzzer to answer.

You couldn’t believe that Dean spoke in the same language as the host did. You thought that he didn’t pronounce it right since the host gave him a curious look. The man in the silver suit looked at the card and smiled. "Dean Winchester is NutCracker Champion!” The host shouted out, making the crowd cheer and applaud.

Everything soon simmered down as there was a loud banging behind the blue doors. “Oh now what?” Dean questioned, soon everything felt like it was going to be fine as the angel of the lord walked in. “Cas?” Dean was surprised to see the trench coat angel.

Cas looked over at you and frowned slightly. “You guys have been missing for days.” He informed all three of them. Days? It didn’t even feel like days, just one long day really.

"Then get us the hell out of here.“ Sam begged out, still trying to collect himself. Just as Cas was about to touch the boys he was gone in a snap of a finger, as you opened your eyes you were in another studio. Sam was in a directors chair, behind a camera while Dean was dressed up in a work outfit for Pizza hut and you? Well you're dressed up in leather lingerie, tight around your body making your curves show and breasts pushed up in a snug position.

"This is art right here.” A voice said out loud. Everyone quickly looked over at the corner to see the trickster rolling his tongue over a cherry flavor lollipop, his whisky brown eyes landing on you, chuckling. “Sammy the director, Dean the pizza boy and Y/N the babysitter.” He smirked softly making you realize that the setting was familiar. It was the porno Castiel was watching with the babysitter and the pizza man.

"Y- You want us to do a porno?“ You asked, jaw almost dropping to the floor.

"That’s right, sweetheart!” He flashed a smile towards you, “Might get a woody if it’s that good.” He winked. “And action!” He shouted out and with a snap of his fingers he was gone.

"I am not doing this.“ Sam said, crossing his arms and sat down in the creaky directors chair.

"Oh come on Sammy, it’s the only way to go home.” Dean said, trying to talk his brother into doing it.

"Easy for you to say, you’re going to get laid.“ Sam spat. You sighed heavily, growing tired of the tricksters games.

"Let’s just do this, I want to go home.” You pouted, crossing your arms. Both Winchesters looked at you giving you a ‘What?’ Sam was a bit taken back where Dean was asking just to make sure he heard right. “I just want to go home. Dean get yourself ready because we’re going to put on a show.” You looked into the camera knowing the trickster was watching it live stream, somewhere in this matrix reality.

"N- Now?“ Dean choked out. "I need some foreplay before things like this, some candles, romantic music, some dirty talk.” He explained. You glared over at him knowing damn well it wasn’t true, he teased the girl that’s his foreplay and then just bent them over and took them.

"Shut up.“ You snapped, pushing him up against the wall and kissing him hard. His arms wrapped around your waist as your fingers raked through his spiked up hair.

"Guess we’re recording.” Sam mumbled, watching the action in the camera to see if it was at a good angle, it sure was. He was getting every small detail in the film.

Your grip tightened in Dean’s hair as he gripped your ass, you rolled your hips up against his making sure to please him. “How about that for foreplay?” You teased, kissing down his jaw line and to his neck, biting it a bit roughly and running your tongue over the mark.

"I guess I can work with it.” Dean chuckled deeply, soon cutting off with a moan as your teeth sunk into his skin. His eyes got darker, he pulled your body away from his. He turned you around making you bend over the bed, ass up. "Let’s see if you can handle it.” He growled deeply.

You cried out loudly as Dean’s hand slapped each ass cheek and soon squeezed the redness of your skin, massaging out the pain. “So sexy in this black lingerie.” He chuckled, his fingers gripping the hem of your laced panties and ripping them off. Deab flipped you over on your back and spread your legs to show the camera how wet he’s made you. “Hmm I must say Y/N, you’re very wet.” Dean chuckled, rubbing your wet lip with three fingers and slowly dipping them in your channel, swirling his fingers around, collecting all the wetness and pulled out leaving you panting and breathless. He put the three fingers in his mouth sucking off the juices. “Hmm, best taste I’ve ever had.” He licked his lips.

"Dean, please.“ You breathed out, it was hard to breathe in the tight lingerie but Dean also had you all hot and bothered, needing to be touched.

"Alright sweetheart.” Dean smirked, ripping off the black shirt with the small pizza hut logo on his chest, tossing the shirt somewhere in the room and discarding his black slacks, along with his shoes. He ripped off the lingerie and flipped you over on your stomach once more. He pulled you over the edge, feet planted on the floor and kicked your legs apart, making you feel more exposed than ever. Dean gripped his dark cock and guided it along your entrance, rubbing the head of his dick along your wet lips, sliding in but only to pull all the way out.

"Dean!“ You whimpered out as he pushed the head of his cock into your pussy but only to pull all the way out. "Please, Dean fuck me.” You begged. He pushed his cock against your pussy but not pushing in. You bucked your hips back trying to get him to enter inside of you fully.

"Tisk, tisk, tisk.“ Dean shamed, "Patience baby girl.” Dean did the whole teasing thing a few more minutes, a spank here, rub of the clit there and finally what felt like hours he slid his cock fully into you without warning. Your whole body felt pleasure all over the place, you tried your best to be held up by your jello-like arms, gripping the comforter that was laid out so nicely on the bed.

"Yes! Oh fuck yes, Dean!“ You cried out as he started to plow his cock into your cunt, over and over again. His big hands rested on your hips, your arms finally gave up, you rested your head on the pillows, hands gripping the head of the bed frame for support, tightening the grip when his cock hit your g-spot.

"Fuck, Y/N. You’re so tight.” His nails dug into your waist tighter as his hips snapped harder into you, his balls slapping up against your clit, making it echo throughout the room or set, the camera picking up every sound you two made. Your loud moans were muffled by the pillow but it seemed like he knew what you wanted with every cry. You looked over in the corner of your eye to see Sam rubbing himself and slowly stroking his cock to the sight in front of him.

"Fuck her harder Dean.” Sam called out, enjoying the show in front of him.

"What does it look like I’m doing?” Dean snapped towards his brother. “She’s a greedy little thing, huh?” His hand came down and connected your ass, quickly rubbing the red mark. You squeaked out a 'Yes’ as his cock was hitting every right spot in your cunt, sensitive angles you didn’t even know you had.

"I’m- I’m going to come.“ You cried out loudly, Dean wrapped his hand into your hair, wrapping it tightly around his wrists, making your head tilt back and back arch a bit.

"You gonna come princess?” Dean questioned out with a grunt. “Sammy, get the camera.” He demanded. Sam quickly took the camera off of the stand and went behind Dean, the perfect angle showing his cock pulling out and slamming into you, balls deep. The camera picked up Dean’s entering and leaving your tight cunt, the cream of your pussy collecting around the base of Dean’s cock. “Fuck, squeezing me so well!” Dean slammed his cock back inside your pussy.

"Yes, yes! Harder!“ You cried out loudly as his cock twitched into your tight cunt, your walls fluttering around his shaft making it harder for him to thrust. Dean moaned out loudly as you soon started coming all over his cock.

"Fuck, that’s a good girl.” Dean moaned you, pumping into him harder until his seeds were deep inside of you. Dean slowly pulled out of you and panted heavily. You got dressed into the pizza hut shirt while Dean slid on the boxes and pants he wore when they got here. Sam on the other hand was cleaning himself up from blowing a load. Once he got dressed they were in abandoned building.

"Well, I can tell you as fun as it was, it has to end sooner or later.“ The Trickster smirked widely, he held up a DVD. "I think this will be with me for a while.” He wiggled his brows and shoved it into his pocket.

"Whatever you pervert.“ Sam growled, "Let's go.” He demanded and walked out of the building making Dean and you follow behind the taller Winchester.

"So what was it like in Tv Land?“ Castiel's rough voice asked as he was beside the impala.

"Weird.” Sam muttered as he climbed into the passenger seat of the impala.

"Fan-freakin-tastic.“ Dean smirked as he passed Cas to get to the driver seat. Castiel’s blue eyes landed on you, making a blush rise upon your cheeks.

"I wouldn’t mind being put back.” You giggled as you got into the back of the Chevy, leaving a confused Castiel wondering what had happened.

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queen-of-deans-booty · 5 months

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Across Every Universe

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.1k

Warnings: fluff

Request by anon: Hey Jordan, can i request something where Dean Winchester always have a crush on the reader but never said something to her until one day Sam and Dean are transported (based on the episode French Mistake) and Dean actor Jensen and is married to the reader of the universe and she pass the whole day giving Dean hug and kisses because for everyone is Jensen. When Dean and Sam came back to their universe him and the reader start dating? Fluff

Summary: Sam and Dean are taken back to the same place where Dean is known as Jensen Ackles and Sam as Jared Padalecki. This little trip makes Dean realize his feelings for you.

Square Filled: "god, if only you knew what you did to me" (2023) for @spnaubingo

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

No matter the position you’re in, you’re not comfortable. It doesn’t matter if you lie down on your side, your back, or your stomach. Not to mention the heater isn’t working in the Bunker so it’s very cold. You have three blankets over you while wearing long sleeves and pajama pants. The broken heater doesn’t help your running cold either. You’re not sure where you caught it from but you’ve been trying to stay away from the brothers to not get them sick.

That doesn’t keep Dean away, though.

He’s a complete sweetheart to you since he always brings you soup, makes sure you’re comfortable, and spends time with you even if you tell him not to go near you. You don’t know what you’d do without Dean in your life.

Speaking of, he knocks on your door and enters wearing his usual hunting attire.

“Going on a hunt?” you ask and sit up slightly.

“Yeah. I wish I could stay here and take care of you.”

“Other people need you,” you smile. “I’ll be fine. I’m going to stay in bed, watch movies, and make some soup later. Did you fix the heater, yet?”

“I have someone coming in a few days. He’s also on a hunt.”

“Right, no non-hunters here,” you chuckle.

“I’ll call you later and check up on you, okay?”

“My hero.”

You cuddle with your blankets more and Dean leaves your room with a slight blush on his cheeks. Before he closes the door, he looks back at you in thought. God, if only you knew what you did to me.

He closes your door and meets his brother in the library. As soon as they are packed and ready to go, they start the long drive to the next state over. When Dean gets onto the highway, Sam turns to Dean with a knowing smile.

“So, did you tell her how you feel?”

“Stay out of it, Sammy,” Dean rolls his eyes.

“How long have you had a thing for her? Years? When are you going to tell her how you feel?”

“I mean it, Sam. Stay out of it. I can handle it on my own.”

“Apparently not, or else she’d be yours.”

Dean punches his brother not gently in the arm and Sam laughs. Dean kept the music high so he could avoid talking about his feelings for you. They get to the town that has its residents sacrificing themselves in the name of God. If anything, it warrants some kind of visit from the Winchesters.

The town looks like a normal town with normal people just trying to live their normal lives. They have no suspicions that something is happening but they only just arrived. They get there late at night so they will have to do their work tomorrow morning. Dean takes out his phone when his brother goes into the bathroom to shower and calls you.

“Hey, how are you feeling?”

“I’m doing alright but not any better.”

“Did you take your medicine?”

“Yes, I did.” He can hear the smile in your voice and that makes him smile. “And I ate my soup and drank water.”

“Don’t forget to tell her goodnight,” Sam says loudly from the bathroom.

Dean grabs a pillow and chucks it at his brother. “Go take a shower. You stink.”

“Goodnight, Dean,” you chuckle, having heard Sam.

“Night sweetheart.” He hangs up and turns to his brother with a scowl. “I hate you.”

Sam and Dean actually get more than four hours of sleep that night but when Dean wakes up, he doesn’t recognize his surroundings. The motel is gone, the shutty beds and blankets are gone, and the peeling wallpaper is gone. What replaces it is a nice trailer, a comfortable bed, a big aquarium, and other nice shit that Dean has never had.

“Sammy?” he calls out. He gets up and leaves the small trailer only to run into Sam. “What the hell is going on? Where are we?”

“I don’t know.” Sam looks around and spots a name on the side of the trailer that’s behind Dean. “Oh, no. Look.”

Dean turns and sees the name ‘Jensen Ackles’ on the side. He turns back around and sees ‘Jared Padalecki’ on the trailer opposite his.

“You’ve got to be kidding me? We’re back in actor land? What happened last time?”

“Gabriel sent us here to avoid Raphael and his minions. I have no idea how we ended up here.”

“I bet it has something to do with the fact that people were sacrificing themselves in the name of God. My guess is that angels are involved.”

“There you two are.” Sam and Dean turn to see Castiel--Misha--walking toward them. “They’re looking for you two.”

“Yeah, we’re coming.”

If Sam and Dean didn’t do a good job trying to act last time, then they certainly aren’t going to do a good job now. It’s funny in hindsight but it makes for a very long day of filming. After the twentieth time messing up, Dean is ready to get the hell out of there to figure out how to get back to his world.

He looks to the right and sees you at the snack bar. He immediately calls for a time-out and leaves the set.

“Time out?” the director frowns and looks at him. “Everyone, take ten!”

“Y/N?”

“Come here, you have to try this. Gen made it,” you grin at Dean. You take a scoopful of food and present it to him. He opens his mouth and accepts the food, pleasantly surprised by the taste. “Oh, you have something on your mouth.” You wipe his bottom lip with your thumb and lick the food off. Dean is so confused about your behavior but doesn’t have time to figure it out. Your phone rings and you check who is messaging you. “I gotta go. Gen is here.”

You lean up and kiss him quickly before walking off. Dean can’t move after that quick kiss. You did it so casually like you’ve done it a thousand times. He is forced to go back to acting but he can’t do a good job because all he’s thinking about is your lips on his.

They aren’t getting enough filming done so the director calls it for the rest of the day. Sam and Dean convene outside to make it look like they’re busy so no one else talks to them.

“She kissed me, dude.”

“What?”

“Y/N or the woman who she’s supposed to be. She kissed me like we’re together or something.”

“Look, I’m glad you’re going through the five stages of teenage excitement but can we focus here? How are we going to get out of here?”

Dean looks around and spots you entering his trailer.

“Eh, you’ll figure it out. I’ll be back.”

Dean leaves to his trailer and Sam rolls his eyes in annoyance.

“Dean!” he hisses but receives no answer.

Dean enters his counterpart’s trailer and sees you where the bed is. You’re grabbing some night clothes out of the drawers since you’re not going to be leaving the trailer for the rest of the night.

“Hey, I talked to Gen about the cabin and she got it all set up for us this weekend. I’m so excited to spend some time away from all this for two days.”

“Are we dating?” The comment makes you laugh. “What?”

“Are you okay?” He looks kind of nervous so you walk over to him and wrap your arms around his neck. “I don’t know what’s going on with you but I do know how to make you feel better.”

“How?” he whispers.

You run your hands down his chest and take his hands. You take him to the bed and toss your night clothes onto a nearby chair. You fall onto the bed while pulling him so he lands on top of you but he stops himself with his hands so he doesn’t completely crush you.

You pull him down to kiss you and that’s enough to bring Dean into the delusion that you’re Y/N and you’re his. Your lips are softer than what he thought and your body fits so perfectly against his. He slips his tongue into your mouth to get familiar with you. You tug on his hair to get some traction so he pulls away from your mouth and kisses down your neck.

Your neck has always been a sensitive spot for you and he really knows how to work you up. He licks up and down your neck before latching onto the side of it. You gasp, tilt your head back, and moan something that brings Dean back down to reality.

“Jensen.” You’re not his. You’re not you. You’re Jensen’s. You’re not supposed to be with him. He pulls away and pants above you. “What’s wrong?”

“Can we just lay here instead?”

“Yeah, of course. Let me get changed.”

You slip out from underneath him and grab the pajamas you set aside earlier. You strip down naked and Dean has a hard time not looking at you. He can’t help but think you’re a complete stranger. The pajamas you’re wearing are revealing but he feels better at looking at you with clothes on. You climb into bed with him and cuddle into his side, and he tucks a strand of your hair behind your head.

“How did I get so lucky?”

“I’m the lucky one.”

“Tell me the story of how we met.” You look at him in confusion. “I want to hear it from you.”

“Okay, I got tickets to a red carpet event that my ex-friend invited me to. We were going to see the movie My Bloody Valentine because we thought it was going to be the next big movie. The entire cast was there, including you, meeting fans and taking pictures with them. When we locked eyes, it was like something was pulling you to me.

“You came over to me, complimented me on my dress, signed my poster with your number on it which I still have, and the rest is history. I never got together with you because you were a big celebrity. You were genuine, kind, funny, charming, and very sexy. It was hard not to fall in love with you.”

Dean notices the big ring on your finger and puts the pieces together.

“We’re married?”

“Yes, we are,” you laugh. “Are you okay?”

“I’m just… really happy.”

You lean over and kiss him. The next morning, Dean leaves his trailer before you get up. He doesn’t want to wake you even though he wants to. He finds Sam outside his own trailer with a book in his hands.

“Hey,” Dean sighs.

“I might have found a way out of here, no thanks to you.”

“What if we didn’t leave?”

“Are you kidding me?”

“The love of my life is my wife here.”

“That’s not your wife, Dean. She’s Jensen’s wife. She thinks you’re him. Why would you take that away from him? You have a girl waiting for you at home, a girl with whom you’re too scared to do anything about. Don’t take her away from him because you want what they have.”

Dean knows he’s right. He can’t stay here. He’s using this world as an escape from his own.

“Yeah, you’re right,” Dean sighs. “What do you have?”

“I found this book in the prop section. This might be a TV show but it does have some useful books to make it look real. There’s a ritual we can do.”

And a ritual it is. Once they get the stuff needed and perform it, they are brought back to the town they arrived in a couple of days ago. In order to properly tackle this town, they’re going to need some angelic help. Maybe Castiel can meet them back at the Bunker and figure something out then.

The first thing Dean does when he gets home is go looking for you. You’re still stuck in bed watching your favorite movies on Disney+. You pause your movie when your bedroom door opens.

“Hey, how was the hunt?” Dean doesn’t say anything as he kicks off his shoes. He climbs into bed with you and pulls you close to him. “Dean?”

“I love you,” he blurts. “I should have told you this years ago but I can’t seem to think straight when I’m with you. You make everything better for me, and you’re a better hunter than I ever was. God, I love you so much.”

“I’d kiss you but I don’t want to get you sick,” you smile.

“I don’t care,” he whispers and kisses you.

This is where he belongs. Right next to you.

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