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fluffsnake · 6 months

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#this what they call girl dinner?#nom #demon!Dean #castiel #human!cas #my art #deancas #spn fanart #destiel #destiel fanart #dean winchester #nsfw-ish #??#pose looks weird DON'T MIND #supernatural #spn

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thefriendlypigeon · 10 days

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Jesus Christ that dude was menacing. Standing just shy of the rain pouring down from the overhang. Like he didn't even feel it. Yeah alright I was looking at him way too long now, shit- "Where do you think you're going?" that voice, tinged with a dangerous edge, sent shivers down my spine. Heart pounding, my nervous ass was trying to sidestep, but that man's presence was pulling me in, commanding attention and fear in equal measure. "Home. Just trying not to fucking drown in the rain, man" That asshole's eyes never even blinked and locked onto me like I was the one trying some shit. "Have I seen you before?" "Absolutely not." Why couldn't I shut up and just walk away- "Stop lying." "I'm not?" ....have I seen him before? How the fuck was his hand on my shoulder without me noticing- "Let's wait until this fuckass weather chills down and then we can go home? Do you smoke?" I didn't. I took a drag and almost died coughing. He just laughed. That's when I noticed the blood stains underneath his collar.

Little cringe fanfic for my artwork 😀

Demon!Dean out there bothering people again lol

Prints available here!

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#supernatural #dean winchester #demon!dean #spn fanart

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mancandykings · 13 days

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Supernatural (2005-2020) || Soul Survivor (10.03)

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eversw · 9 days

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SUPERNATURAL l S10E03 Soul Survivor

#sam winchester #dean winchester #demon!dean #spn 10x03 #s10

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rainbow-motors · 2 months

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Demon!Dean | Supernatural 10.01

#Dean Winchester #deanwinchesteredit #Demon!Dean #spn #spnedit #spn 10.01 #crowley #danistuff #deanedit

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naughtystiel · 10 months

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IT'S TOO LATE TO PRAY. THERE'S NO SALVATION.

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stumbled upon a metal phonk playlist and it made me draw this

#flashing warning #priest!dean #demon!dean #dean winchester #dean winchester art #dean winchester fanart #spn #spn art #spn fanart #supernatural #supernatural art #supernatural fanart #artsist on tumblr #vmart #vin.jpg #vin.gif

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universalcas · 3 months

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✖ I remember you from somewhere ✖

#endvverse-stuff #dean #dean winchester #demon!dean #spn edit #spn graphic #dean edit

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hornystiel · 23 days

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tiny guys

#destiel #destiel fanart #destiel art #deancas #deancas fanart #deancas art #dean winchester art #castiel art #demon!dean #spn #spn fanart #spn art #slaying absolute pencil #thisisapaige #spxcekya #becauseofthebowties #altarofrowena #anztag #spncreatorsdaily

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jayjay-thejet-plane · 18 days

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Guys guys guys

what if demon dean put a muzzle on sam😳

ps check my reblog for more context😈😈😈

#demon blood addict sam my love #sam winchester #sam winchester fanart #whump #cw blood #cw noncon #(implied)#jaydraws #jaydrawstastyart #wincest #(also implied)#samdean #supernatural fanart #spn fanart #oops i forgot to sign it #asks #muzzle #bloodfreak!sam #demon!dean

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tongjingnian · 2 months

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valentines day special❤️

I just love demon dean too much😭

#supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #wincest #samdean #deansam #sam and dean #dean/sam #sam/dean #we need more demon dean #😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#i just love demon dean too much #demon!dean/sam #demon dean #demon!dean

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luci-in-trenchcoats · 9 months

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Imagine...Demon Dean Hunting You (Part 1)

Pairing: Demon!Dean x reader

A/N: Wrote this 7 years ago and forgot about it. Whoops

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“Y/N, where are you sweetheart?” you heard Dean taunt from somewhere in the bunker. Of course you had to be alone, Sam and Cas just had to go out together to get some more blood. You were going to kill Sam if you ever saw him again, forgetting the last bag you’d needed to turn Dean all the way back...he should be praying you didn’t get a hold of him.

A door slamming shut nearby made you shudder. Dean was getting closer to your hiding spot and you knew beating him when he wasn’t some super strong version of himself was difficult enough.

“I just want to talk to my, Y/N. I know you’ve missed me,” he said, voice only a hall away. You could risk running from the closet you were in, try to conceal yourself in some dark corner. It’d be pointless though, Dean was too good right now and he’d hear.

You titled your head up, holding in a groan as you heard Dean find your hall. Your eyes widened as you got an idea. You wasted no time, not caring about the noise you were making as Dean chuckled and you saw the light under the door be blocked out.

“Found you,” he sang, trying the handle at first but finding it locked. You nearly fell as you felt Dean ram his shoulder once and then twice into the door as it flung open. “Now where...” he trailed off as he didn’t see you in the small space.

“Up here,” you said, staring down from where you’d managed to pull yourself up into the air vent. It was gross and dark but for the first time since Dean escaped, you felt safe. He’d never fit, no matter what traces of demon he had left in him.

“Just when I thought we were done playing,” he said darkly. “Smart, I’ll give you that. But I’ll see you in a few minutes sweetheart,” you heard him say as he disappeared with a wink. You crawled further into the vents, toward the other side of the bunker, aiming for the garage when you started to feel warm, very warm.

“Did he...” you trailed off as you pushed on towards the garage, ignoring the heat. When you got there, you found the vent blocked, a heavy tool chest in front of it that you’d never move. And so it went, every vent you tried, Dean had put something in front of it or bolted right over it, all the while the heat got so bad the metal was beginning to hurt your hands. He’d turned the furnace to the max, the air barely breathable as you made your way back to the vent you came up in.

You hid out of view as long as you could stand it, until your lungs burned for cool air and your skin was begging for any kind of relief. You debated staying there but knew Sam and Cas would be home soon. You could handle Demon Dean for fifteen minutes. You had to.

Ungracefully, you slipped out of the vent, falling back to the closet floor, knees smacking hard as you let out a whine, the cold floor a nice reprieve. Until you saw a pair of boots step into view.

“Hi, Y/N,” said Dean, a hand in the back of your shirt pulling you up. “You’re coming with me.”

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A/N: Read Part 2 here!

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bluelikesad · 6 months

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suptober23 - day 8: satanic panic 😈

#suptober23 #my art #spn #spn fanart #fanart #supernatural #dean winchester #demon!dean #demon dean #suptober #supernatural art

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holylulusworld · 4 months

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Christmas with a demon

Summary: Dean won’t let you go. Never.

Pairing: Demon!Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, mentions of kidnapping, a hint of fluff, kidnapping

“Dean, can we not go home? I bet Sammy is missing us,” you tug at Dean’s wrist. “Christmas is soon, and I don’t want to spend it on the road.”

“Why not?” He cocks his head to watch you walk toward him. You’re wearing only his red shirt and a pair of fuzzy socks. Dean smirks as you limp a little – the aftermath of his insatiable desire for you. “We got us.”

You sigh deeply. “Dean, you are a demon and I’m still your hostage or something.” You wrinkle your nose when he tells you that this is a relationship, not a hostage situation. “This is not how I imagined our relationship would turn out. I wanted love, not being a demon’s toy.”

“You’re not a toy to me,” he argues. Dean rubs his scruffy chin, wondering how he can convince you to not leave him. He won’t keep you around using force. “Fine, I’ll get you a tree and all. Wait here.”

“Wait, what are you—" you sigh as he’s halfway toward his car before you can stop him. He’s still the man you love, but so different at the same time. “I don’t want a tree, only my Dean back, and for Sam to not be alone on Christmas.”

“Don’t open your eyes,” Dean whispers as he guides you away from the Impala. “I mean it, baby. No cheating.”

“Where are we going?” You can’t see because Dean put a bandana over your eyes. “Dean, I don’t like this. I hope you didn’t find another spot you want to christen.”

“No, sweetheart,” he chuckles and presses a kiss to your neck. “It’s a surprise, a Christmas surprise. You’ll love it, Y/N.”

You let Dean guide you toward a house. He tells you to wait as he unlocks the door and opens it for you. “Dean, where are we? I don’t like this.”

“Just relax, sweetheart. I swear you’ll love it,” he tuts and shoves you inside the house. He slams the door shut with his boot, chuckling as something sounding like a picture frame drops to the ground. “Alright, here it is.”

He takes the bandana off, allowing you to see. You gasp as you are standing in a living room decorated for Christmas. A huge Christmas tree stands in the corner, and there are at least twenty beautifully wrapped gifts under the tree.

“Dean, how did you?” You frown as your eyes land on the picture frames on a shelf above the fireplace. “Where are we? What did you do?”

“Uh-Crowley sent me to collect a few souls,” he shrugs. “Guy was due in three days. I sent him to hell a little faster.”

“What?” You turn around to look at Dean. “You killed the man on Christmas Eve? How could you? How?”

“Relax,” he cups your cheek. “I was joking. I only hijacked their Christmas. They are at a motel, believing there is a gas leak at their home. We have all night, Y/N:”

“No,” you sniffle and sidestep Dean. “We will leave their home and you will call them and tell them everything is alright. You can’t just steal their Christmas. This is not what I wanted.”

He groans. “What did you want? A tree? Gifts?”

“I wanted the man I love back, and for my family to not worry about me and you. I wanted to drive home for Christmas and make sure Sammy was not alone. You will never understand what I want because you’re not my Dean.”

Dean chases after you when you storm off. You shake his hand off and glare at him. “Leave me alone. If you want to play happy couple, do it. But I’m out of this!”

“Wake, wake,” Dean purrs in your ear. He pecks your cheek, trying to wake you. “Sweetheart, I know you are awake.”

“I don’t want to,” you grumble. “Just leave me alone. You’re worse than the Grinch. How could you steal their Christmas and house.”

“I gave it back,” he grumbles, looking offended at your reaction. “Stop moping and get up. I don’t want you to spend Christmas in bed. I mean, we could spend it in bed, but I got a surprise for you.”

“I pass,” you grunt. “If it’s as awful as the last one, please keep it to yourself.”

“Nah, you will love that one. Promised.”

“Fine. If it’s a ribbon around your dick I must disappoint you. Dean pulled that prank three years ago.”

“I remember,” he purrs. “You loved to unwrap your gift.”

“Dean,” you sigh as he hopefully looks at you. His eyes barely turn black these days and you hope, if you play along he will agree to let Sam heal him. “Okay. What’s the surprise?”

“Just wait for it…”

“What did you do?” You look around the poorly decorated motel room.

The tree looks like he stole it from another home.

There are half-wrapped gifts and annoying Christmas songs are blaring from his phone. But the worst is that Sam is sitting on a chair, wrapped in a red ribbon.

“I got you a tree, gifts, and Sammy!” Dean proudly states. He points at his brother, restrained to a chair. “Merry Christmas, sweetheart!”

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#dean winchester #dean x reader #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #demon dean x reader #demon!dean #Christmas with a demon

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naughtystiel · 4 months

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