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river13245 · 3 months

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They React To You Being Asexual

Dean, Sam, Castiel, Crowley, Rowena, Lucifer

(this is going to be a thing that I do regularly so request)

Dean Winchester

The both of you have been dating for almost a month now. You weren't oblivious to the fact that Dean was a very touchy guy. He would go to bars and pick up women all the time before you came around. Maybe that's why you had a pit in your stomach. You go to dean who was in the main room of the bunker and ask dean if you could talk to him in private.

He gets up and walks into your guys's room. "what's going on. Something happen?" he asks and you shake your head. "no not yet. Uh I just thought I should tell you something" He sits down on the bed and looks at you. :alright what's going on?" you take a deep breath in and speak all in one breath "Im asexual. I know that you like sex which is not a fault but I just know i'm not going to be able to give that to you"

He asks you to explain it to him and when you do he nods and its quiet for a moment before he speaks. "babe this isn't going to change anything between us. You don't want sex. that's fine i can take care of myself if i need to. Don't feel bad" when you sit beside him hs places his hand on your thigh and you rest your head on his shoulder.

Sam winchester

Your boyfriend was sitting on the bed reading when you entered the room. He looked so nice in the sweatshirt and sweatpants he was wearing. You were taking a moment to think about how you wanted to tell him that you were asexual.

Sam had never once made you feel as if you had to do anything you didn't want to do. If anything he was always cautious for first moves. your first kiss he leaned in slowly, making you close the gap. He also never really asked or initiated for the both of you to go any further beyond just kissing and cuddling. You had a feeling he knew which made you less nervous. "whets going on in that head of yours" he asks as he looks over at you.

You sit onto the bed beside him. "there's something I need to tell you" he puts his book down to give you his full attention before nodding. You take a breath before saying calmly "i'm asexual. I don't ever want to have sex with you. I should have told you sooner and i'm so sorry I didnt i was just waiting for the right time an-" You stop speaking because sam has placed both of his hands on the sides of your face and kisses your lips. "its okay honey, I have had a feeling that you might be and I still love you either way. Plus i have a lower sex drive than most people so you dont have to worry with me okay?" You nod and you cuddle up against him as he reads a little while longer.

Castiel

You were sitting on your bed just thinking about how you were to tell your boyfriend that you were asexual. Your boyfriend had never really said anything about wanting sex or anything like that but it still made you nervous. You knew Castiel wouldn't break up with you because of it. So once you calmed yourself down a bit you prayed for him. "castiel I need to speak with you"

Wasnt even 2 minutes later and hes standing in front of you. "Theres something on your mind?" he asks and you nod. "yes there is. I just needed to tell you that if we are going to continue our relationship..there will be no sexual acts. Kissing and everything is fine but just not sex."

He looks at you for a moment before he takes your hand in his "That is perfectly fine. Angels dont need to have sex." you lean in and kiss his cheek and hug him

Crowley

Crowley had been in one of his moods today. Your boyfriend was a very moody person. One thing could piss him off so because of this you were not looking forward to telling him about the fact that you are asexual. In fact you were thinking about not telling him. Not for a while anyways.

However when he walked into the room he could see the way you didnt come up to him to welcome him back like you always did. So he crossed his arms and looked at you. "what" you asked as you looked up at him. "What is going on? You arent acting normal" this caused you to roll your eyes at him. "when have I ever been normal" he shrugs but doesn't say anything else which makes you sigh.

You laid down onto the big bed you two shared. "Crowley I am asexual. That's why I haven't made a move to do anything more than kissing" He uncrossed his arms and lays down beside you. "really that's what's got you so weird?" nodding in response he rolls his eyes. "I'm a demon and have lived much longer than you have. You being asexual is the least of my problems. I want to be with you either way"

Rowena

Rowena was doing some of her witchy stuff looking beautiful while she focused. You knew you shouldn't interrupt her but this was eating you alive. Your friends had been talking about their partners and how they were great in bed and everything else. You loved your friends of course but its started to eat away at you. That you couldnt and wouldnt give that to Rowena.

She was a woman and many women want that part of the relationship. That kind if intimacy and you were feeling awful about it. Rowena deserved an explanation so before you could talk yourself out of it you walked up to the table and took a seat. "Rowena Love" She looked up at you and when she noticed how you looked she stopped what she was doing. "what's wrong dear"

You let out a long sigh before explaining to her about what you and your friends were talking about and then you pause for a moment before speaking again. "I know that you probably want that and I cant give it to you. How could you possibly be happy like this" She places both her hands on the sides of your cheeks and kisses your forehead then your lips. "I am happy with you. There has not been a moment where I doubted us or my feelings for you. You are the one that I want to be with for the rest of our time here" She pulls you into a soft hug

Lucifer

You had just walked back into your home and Your partner was sitting on his chair that he had claimed as like his "throne". He had been talking to a few other demons that worked for him and so you tried to walk quickly past them but he made you stop. "where do you think your going?" he wasn't angry he was just confused because you usually greet him when you come back home. You look at him "i'm going to our bedroom"

He could tell by the tone of your voice and your body language that something was wrong. So he quickly made the demons leave before turning to look back at you. "come here" you walked closer to him and he looked at you sitting up more on his chair. "what happened while you were out?" He was very protective over you and it was written all over his face. You knew he was going to find out anyways so you begin to tell him.

You tell him about how your friends were asking about how you and your boyfriend was. Asking how the sex is going etc etc. Lucifer nodded and was actually letting you finish speaking. "when I told them that. We don't have sex because i'm asexual they started judging me and everything." He almost speaks up but you cut him off "why do you stay with me. Lucifer I know that you have had many demons and even other angels in your bed before. Why stay with the one who cant give you what you need"

Lucifer looks at you as if you just said something in a language he didn't understand. He uses his power to bring you closer to him and then he stops and holds his arms out for you. Silently telling you to sit with him and so you do. You sit on his lap and rest your head on his shoulder. "I may have had others share a bed with me. But none of them have had such a emotional hold on me before. You are the one that i fell in love with. Don't ever doubt me or my feelings towards you." he says the last part with such a serious tone and all you can do is nod and let him hold you.

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gilverrwrites · 2 months

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Their Perfect Dates HCs [Demon Edition]

Well.. demons + Benny

Rating: General

Angel Edition | Human Edition

Please remember: you can do hard things!

Belphegor

No gift, he’s from a time before that was a thing and does not care enough to check what the current trends are.

If you ask nice enough, he might bring you something next time.

Weirdly obsessed with humans however. (Just not in a ‘I wanna be like them’ way)

Find a cafe with outdoor seating in a highly populated area, and people watch.

Laugh at his jokes, and don’t be precious over your food/drink cause he’s gonna help himself.

‘Hot, not, not, HOT, extra hot.’ ‘This is so good, have you tried this?’ ‘It was yours? Oh shit, sorry. At least you have good taste… in multiple ways’ (he’d wink at you then, if he could.) ‘Ew have those pants ever in fashion?’ ‘Haha, did you see that kid face plant the side walk?! Get rekt’

Benny

He’s an old traditional man really, he’ll bring you a bouquet of daisies. Legitimately, if he could, he would ask your father for permission to take you out.

Cooking as has always been, and continues to be a big part of Benny's personality.

It doesn’t matter that the food no longer sustains him, because it keeps him connected to his home, and his history.

Plus, the way to any person's heart is through their stomach,

You’ll be in the kitchen together, cooking gumbo or jambalaya, and bananas foster for dessert.

If you don’t know how to cook, don’t worry. Benny is gonna take the lead anyway, he’ll teach you as much as you think you can handle.

He’s very respectful, but if you just so happen to brush against each other while working in the same space, well, that just can be helped now can it?

Or if you’re slightly in his way, sometimes he just needs to rest a gentle but firm hand on your hip and guide you to the side.

Or if you accidentally get something on your cheek? Your lip? He’ll have to get that for you.

Crowley

I’m picturing a rustic but sophisticated cabin in the woods.

Somewhere private, a safe space just for the two of you.

Something with a big, roaring fireplace.

A big, plush, velvety sofa, and an array of fluffy blankets, pillows, furs, rugs.

A fully stocked bar. ‘Don’t worry darling, you won’t have to lift a finger.’ He or a lesser demon will make all your drinks for you.

Just some real, 1 on 1 quality time together where you can both be vulnerable.

Whether you spend all night in deep conversation, cuddling, or getting even more intimate is your choice.

Meg

Would forget to bring you a gift, but if it goes well, she’ll likely give you one of her many pieces of jewelry, ‘Whatever you like most hun, just take it.’

I feel like she would actually really enjoy something creative, the messier the better.

Like finding a big open space, lowering the lights, laying down a big canvas, cracking open a bottle, and getting busy with some paints.

No brushes, just hands (or other body parts if you like).

Rowena

Gracing you with her presence is gift enough.

If anything, you should be bringing her a gift. Jewelry is always best, but she will settle for roses or red wine.

Rowena knows her worth, and if you don’t, then don’t waste her time.

She deserves nothing less than to be wined and dined somewhere very nice.

Followed by a show. The ballet or the opera.

Just imagine, the both of you dressed to the nines. Holding hands over the table, good food and drink, Rowena sharing stories from her time on earth.

Coffee or dessert? Both. Please and thank you.

Ruby

Would bring you candy, but you have to share.

Also a big foodie, but more eating, less cooking.

Like a street food market, or a boardwalk.

You can compete on the water guns and ring toss games to win each other prizes.

She’s only letting you win if there is something in it for her. – Particularly a prize that she wants.

Regardless of who wins what, you’re gonna be the one carrying everything.

Then stop at every food stand on the way.

Bonus points for somewhere that has proper french fries in large portions.

Afterwards, you can chat at the end of the peer, and/or make out under it.

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imaginesforfandom · 5 months

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Supernatural Masterlist

Dean Winchester

Heartbeat Symphony:

Summary: After a long day on the road, the couple finds solace in the comfort of the Impala. The story explores the quiet moments between hunts, emphasizing the deep connection and love they share. Back at the bunker, they unwind together, appreciating the simplicity of being a team both in and out of the field. The narrative highlights the strength of their bond and the sense of home they find in each other's company.

A Messy Christmas Surprise:

Summary: Dean and the reader are baking Christmas treats at the bunker while Sam is on a hunt. Amidst the festive chaos, Dean cracks an egg on the reader's head, leading to a playful flour fight. Dean then picks the reader up over his shoulder, and they share a laughter-filled moment. Sam returns, finding the kitchen in disarray, and discovers Dean and the reader surrounded by flour and baking ingredients. The messy holiday surprise becomes a memorable Christmas memory for the Winchester trio.

Sam Winchester

Christmas Tides:

Summary: Sam Winchester surprises the reader with a heartfelt gift and invites them to share a quiet and cozy night together away from hunting. The two exchange stories, laughter, and meaningful glances. As snow falls outside, they find a moment of respite and connection, sealed with a sweet kiss under the mistletoe.

Castiel Novak

Angelic Apologies:

Summary: When a routine day in the bunker takes an unexpected turn, the reader accidentally punches Castiel in the face. Filled with guilt, apologies pour forth, only to be silenced by a surprising and passionate kiss from the celestial being. As the reader hesitates and pulls away, Castiel delivers a romantic yet slightly creepy declaration, showcasing his unique understanding of human interactions.

Heavenly Christmas:

Summary: Castiel experiences Christmas traditions for the first time with the Winchester brothers and the reader. As they decorate the tree and exchange gifts, Castiel learns about the holiday spirit. The story culminates in a magical moment under the mistletoe, where Castiel and the reader share a sweet kiss, making it a Christmas to remember for everyone involved.

Rowena MacLeod

Enchanting Christmas:

Summary: Rowena, the enchanting witch, confesses to the reader that the holiday season has awakened new emotions within her. The two share a magical moment, culminating in a kiss that transcends the ordinary. As they celebrate the festive season together, they discover the unexpected joy of love in the midst of holiday magic.

Jack Kline

Mistletoe Moments:

Summary: As the holiday season wraps its magic around the bunker, Jack Kline finds himself intrigued by the mysterious allure of mistletoe. Little does he know that this Christmas will bring about more than just festive decorations.

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babyjackdaniels · 4 months

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#fox writes imagines #spn #supernatural #rowena macleod #witch!reader #rowena macleod x reader #spn imagine #supernatural imagine #rowena Macleod imagine #witch!reader imagine

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smartycvnt · 1 year

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Vena, Not Venus

Title: Vena, Not Venus Pairing: Rowena Macleod x Reader Summary: Y/n's magic lesson with Rowena goes a bit awry. Minors DNI, 18+ Warnings: smut, bottom Rowena, top reader, vaginal fingering NR WC: 1297

The air was thick with incense smoke as Y/n and Rowena sat across from each other. Aside from the candles lit around their bodies, the room was completely engulfed in darkness. Y/n kept her eyes closed as she muttered the words that Rowena had given her over and over again. Rowena held onto Y/n's hands to allow for their magic to flow through each other. The spell that Y/n was trying to learn was a simple one, the easiest of the old magic that Rowena could think to teach her pupil. Y/n had excelled in Rowena's lessons on the more modern kind of magic, but the had hit a wall when it came to learning the older stuff. There had been a less clear line of good and evil back then, and for something to have been marked as evil, it had to have been some serious stuff. Real life for life and blood for blood business.

"I would hate to interrupt your very obvious flow of things, but what exactly have you been saying all this time?" Rowena asked as she opened up one eye to check on her surroundings. The flames of the candles were supposed to be burning a deep, dark red, but instead they had a pinkish glow to them. Rowena had thought that she had misread Y/n speaking earlier, but as she looked around the room and assessed her own feelings, she knew that she had heard Y/n correctly.

"Venus-," Y/n started, only to immediately be cut off by Rowena.

"Vena, not Venus. You've been offering up your body to Venus, not opening your blood to let the magic through. This has turned into an entirely different kind of ritual my dear." Rowena tried to keep her voice even to avoid insiting panic in Y/n, but instead her words came out shaking in between ragged breaths.

"Wh-what kind of ritual have we been doing?" Y/n asked as she shifted onto her knees. Rowena watched as the robe Y/n was wearing dipped down to reveal the now flushed skin on her chest. Y/n was attractive, and Rowena had never been one to dismiss that fact or deny it, but she had done a good job of not reminding herself of it at inopportune times like this one. Ignoring what her body wanted wasn't a choice that Rowena knew she had. The spell was enhancing the feelings for Y/n that were already there, and if Rowena was being honest, it was startling how good Y/n was at this particular spell.

"Let's just say that if all else fails, you've got a monopoly on being a Priestess of Venus. I'm not sure how in demand they are, but I'll put out a good word for you," Rowena joked. The usual punch of it was gone though, and Y/n finally noticed the state that Rowena was in. Rowena could feel the entire energy of the room shift as Y/n's brain finally caught up with everything that was going on around them. The light pink of the candle flame began to darken as Y/n sat up straighter. Rowena felt herself cower and bow a little, something that she never would have done in anybody else's presence.

"What do we do to finish the ritual?" Y/n asked. Rowena could tell by the apprehensive way she asked the question that Y/n knew the answer. A part of Rowena wanted to tell her that it would be fine if they left without completing, the spell, but she honestly had no idea if that was true. She hadn't ever attempted a ritual of this sort before, but knew that one way or another, all rituals demanded their completion once they had begun.

"It's a bit, erm, awkward. I could take care of this myself technically, but it might go by faster if you do it," Rowena said. Y/n brushed off the offer, and moved forward slightly.

"Just tell me what you need me to do," Y/n told her. Rowena gently grabbed Y/n's chin as she pulled Y/n closer. Rowena had been alive long enough to try nearly everything once, but she could tell Y/n would be different. This wouldn't be like any of the other moments of intimacy that Rowena had shared with other witches, and not just because of the magical edge that Y/n brought. Rowena felt something for her, something that ran much deeper than she had even realized.

"I want you to touch me. Help me get through this," Rowena muttered just before she pressed her lips to Y/n's. Y/n tried but failed to match the same feverish energy that Rowena was bringing. A part of her felt ashamed, but Y/n knew that Rowena wouldn't blame her. Y/n could feel teh magical effects of the ritual, but it wasn't affecting her in the same way that it was Rowena. Still, Y/n swore that she could feel the small touches that she was giving to Rowena on her own body.

Y/n pressed on as she pulled Rowena onto her lap. Rowena ground her hips against Y/n's torso, and that was when Y/n knew that something was going on. The sounds that Rowena was making were definitely more than enough to have an effect on Y/n, but they weren't quite enough for a physical sensation like what the younger witch was feeling. Rowena seemed hesitant to rush things, but Y/n could tell that Rowena couldn't help it. The woman grabbed Y/n's hand and guided it down her body, just barely pausing to allow for Y/n to feel her body heat before letting Y/n's hand move underneath the robe.

"I can feel it inside of me," Y/n said as Rowena sank onto her fingers.

"I'll explain later, at a better time. For now, don't worry about it and fuck me," Rowena said, her voice on the edge of pleading. It was much more desperate than Rowena liked to be around anybody. She had half a mind to kill Y/n when this was all finished, but admittedly, Rowena had fallen a little too far for the other woman. However, she would only ever verbally admit to being mostly fond to Y/n's presence for the sake of having another powerful witch nearby.

"Hey, focus on me," Y/n muttered as she used her other hand to turn Rowena's face towards her. Rowena surged forward to kiss Y/n as she moved her hips back and forth to ride Y/n's fingers. It was so different from being with a man or even touching herself that Rowena's head was spinning. Being with Y/n was unlike anything that Rowena had experienced before. Even within the coven, none of the other witches had the same skill and prowess that Y/n did. Sex was different now, much more of a spectacle in the modern world than it had been before, but Rowena was certain that Y/n was on another level by any time period's standards. Rowena's body curled into itself towards Y/n as she came. Y/n carefully placed her hand on Rowena's back as she held the shaking woman in her lap.

"For the sake of your training, I'm not sure how many more times this can happen." Rowena's voice was shaky at best as she tried to suck in as much air as possible. Y/n didn't blame her as the same feelings washed through her at a lesser intensity. She wasn't quite sure what had happened, but it definitely felt as if some sort of spell had overcome her.

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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 1 year

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ooo rowena and a plus size girrl does seem interesting would love to read

fem!plus size reader, wc: 290.

a/n: i tried to capture her accent well but im a little unsure because i've never written for Rowena before!

In your defense, you had no idea Rowena was a witch, let alone Crowley’s mom. So, you can only imagine how awkward it is to explain to your two roommates that you had slept with the immortal just a year before.

“Ah, _______! How are ya lass!” Rowena piped up with a smirk on her face. She could see the panic forming in your features as she addressed you so personally. It wasn’t as though the men didn’t know you slept with women, the same sex usually being your midnight endeavors whenever the three of you would go out to bars after a successful hunt. You just didn’t think it’d blow over all that well with the two of them if they figured out you had slept with the enemy. If it makes it sound better – she was damn great at it.

“You know her?” You heard Dean ask you. You squeezed your eyes shut for a moment, massaging the bridge of your nose, but before you could answer, Rowena answered for you. “Aye! We are quite well acquainted. Isn’t that right dearie?” You could feel the two Men of Letter’s eyes burning holes into your body. “_____, what does she mean?” Sam prodded. You let out an embarrassed sigh, opening your eyes so that you could glare at the enchantress. “We’ve slept together before.” You said crudely. “Just great!” Dean exclaimed. “It was an accident dickweed! And plus, it was a year ago! Doesn’t that account for something?” Dean’s jaw clenched, “That doesn’t account for shit!”

“I didn’t mean to cause a rift between friends.” She chimed in, but there was no remorse in her voice, just pure mischief.

“Shut up, Rowena!” All three of you said in unison.

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of-many-aus · 1 year

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Reaper of Odds

Summary: It was the annual reaping, but the results weren’t what you had expected

Warnings: mentions of death, cursing, hints of neglectful parents, and mentions of drinking

A/N: Feel free to request for any one shots you would like to see in this series!

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Everyone stood shoulder to shoulder- if you could even call it that. It was more like shoulder to stomach with so many people packed into the small square.

There was almost no breathing room, it made your chest squeeze painfully and your lungs begin to tickle with the slightest bit of a burn.

It was safe to say that the only thing keeping you grounded in that moment was the small squeeze of reassurance that the boy to your left gave your hand. You grasped his hand back tightly, not caring how desperate you came off. His hand was the only thing keeping you grounded in that moment.

“Welcome, welcome, to the seventy fourth annual Hunger Games!” The woman- Rowena- spoke smoothly into the microphone upon a stage that made her look out of place against the bland concrete behind her. You could only imagine how she would look standing in the crowd with all of you.

“I have a feeling,” The red haired woman with too much makeup and too bright of a dress continued, “That it is going to be a very special year.”

Not a single person matched her enthusiasm.

“As always, may the odds be ever in your favor.” It must have taken years of practice for her to stare out at all of their tired, grief stricken faces and not once let her perfect smile falter, “Let’s begin with the girls.”

Deans hand tightened even more around yours when she spoke, and you glanced at him from the corner of your eyes.

His lips were set in a stern line and his eyes were hard, the complete opposite of how he looked whenever he was looking at you. It was almost starting to see the face you had grown so accustomed to look such a way.

To his other side stood his younger brother, Sam, who was slouched down as if that could hide him from the reality of the reaping. His eyes were wide and filled with a horror that would be enough to fuel your nightmares for a long time.

Though he was Deans little brother, he had always been like one to you too. He was always someone you felt you needed to look out for, take care of.

And the interesting thing about it was, it wasn’t just because you and Dean were together. The two of you had been best friends almost all your lives having grown up as neighbors, and even then, you still looked out for Sam as if he were your own.

It was only recently that you and Dean had finally admitted your feelings after years of hiding it. And though you were arguably in the most dangerous and difficult district to live in, you found yourself being happy. A rare feeling for any person in district twelve.

Of course, you knew the chances of any one of the three of you being picked were as slim as they come, but that didn’t stop your breath from catching in your throat as the woman onstage gracefully made her way to the large bowl on the side of her and fished out a single slip of paper.

On that paper would be the name of one doomed child, one forced to give up their life and everything it could have become, victor or not. No one ever truly won.

The woman cleared her throat when she got back up to the michrophone and made a spectacle of dramatically unfolding the paper, as if she was oblivious to the way every single person in the square was holding their breaths.

In a couple seconds, all but one person will let out their breaths of relief.

But then she did something she wasn’t supposed to do, Rowena read your name from the paper. Clear and crisp as day. Though there was absolutely no way she had read it wrong, you couldn’t help but desperately wonder if she had- if some sort of mistake had been made.

You stumbled backwards, even Dean's grip had loosened in shock at the news. He was staring up at the podium, frozen, barely looking like he was even breathing.

There was a ringing in your ears, sharp and painful, you couldn’t hear anything else but it. Not the horrified sobs of Sam, nor the impatient grunts of peacemakers who were making their way through the crowd when it became clear that you weren’t moving.

People all around parted from you like a plague, not offering a single hand to you as your knees gave out and you fell to the ground. You were too numb to even feel the sting upon impact.

The peacekeepers had finally surged through enough of the crowd to reach you. The closest one roughly grabbed your arm and yanked you to your feet. Your mind was too full to even comprehend the gesture, so you simply stumbled up and followed as he pulled you to the stage.

“Hey! Hey!” Dean finally snapped out of his trance, and a look of complete and utter rage washed over his face, “Let her go, you son of a bitch!”

A separate peacekeeper had to hold him back, but you still numbly made your way to the stage, giving no sign that you even noticed the outburst coming from the boy you loved.

“Now,” The lady smiled once you stood beside her, as if nothing had happened, “We shall draw from the boys.”

The peacekeeper holding you apparently deemed you safe enough to let go and took a step back, still close enough in case you had another episode.

Your eyes finally lifted to meet those of Deans, whose green eyes showed with unshed tears. He had stopped fighting, fallen silent and held a sobbing Sam to his chest.

An overwhelming smell of fruity perfume filled your senses when the woman returned, holding a folded slip of paper.

“Samuel Winchester!” She read happily.

No. No. No. No. No-

One of the local officials that were near the two Winchester boys moved to take Sam and push him onto the stage.

A furious scream left Dean's lips as he lunged towards the peacekeeper that wrenched his younger brother out of his grip, swiftly punching him in the face.

The official fell to the ground the second Deans fist hit his jaw, knocked out automatically.

You sank to your knees on the stage floor, hands cupping your mouth as you wept and wept.

The odds that were supposed to be near impossible not only brought you despair once- but twice.

Not Sammy, anyone but Sammy-

The boy was practically shoved into your arms, and you held each other close.

Suddenly, remembering the cameras that were directed at the two of you, no doubt having at least half of Panem watching, you shakily pulled both of you to your feet, keeping one arm wrapped securely around his shoulders.

Even through your panic and duress, one thought broke through all others: now that he was here, you needed to do everything in your power to keep Sam safe. If one of you was going to get out of this, it would have to be him, not-

“I volunteer!”

Your head snapped up to where Dean had shaken off the holds of the officers that had restrained him, his arm was raised straight in the air, eyes trained solely on you and Sam as his voice boomed through the square.

“I volunteer as tribute.” His voice was steady, calm, a stark opposite from how he had been acting a mere moment ago.

Sam sucked in a sharp breath and tensed up. He might have been horrified to be sent into that arena, but that didn’t mean he wanted his big brother taking his place.

Unlike you and Sam, Dean didn’t need an escort up stage, he simply strode forward with his chin held high and a look of determination set on his face.

The young boy was directed back into the crowd as Dean came to stand beside you, facing forward, but immediately grasping onto your hand with his own, interlacing your fingers and squeezing reassuringly.

“Well, this was an interesting experience,” Rowena laughed airily before swiping an arm to the side to present to you and Dean, “Our district twelve tributes, everybody!”

Instead of being met with applause like the woman had hoped, all she got were pitying looks directed at you and Dean, who still stood hand in hand, facing the people of your home district.

After clearing her throat, Rowena ushered the two of you off the stage and into some back rooms you knew would be where you were meant to say goodbye to your loved ones before you were shipped off to the capital.

“It’s okay, Honey Bee,” Dean muttered into your ear as you walked, “We’re going to be alright.” He squeezed your interlocked hand.

The two of you were sat down in a small back room and were told to wait while they let your families in.

Unsurprisingly, Sam was the only one to scurry through the door.

Your parents had died when you were young and Dean and Sam’s father, John, had been sulking in the back of the square, no doubt nursing a flask under his jacket and taking quick sips when no one was looking.

He hadn’t so much as make his presence known when not just one, but two of his sons were put on stage in front of the entire district, awaiting departure to their possible deaths.

Quickly, the younger boy threw his arms around his brother's torso and sobbed into his chest.

“I-I’m so-sorry-“

“Hey, hey, shh,” Dean shushed him, rocking the boy back and forth as he rubbed a comforting hand up and down his back, “It’s not your fault. None of this is your fault.”

The boy was still sniffling when he pulled away after a few moments and fell into your arms. You just pushed his hair back from his eyes and gave his forehead a kiss, “It’s okay, Sammy, it’s okay.”

Neither of you said that you promised to come back, that was too big of a promise to make to the boy. Too much of a possibility that you wouldn’t.

“P-please watch out for each other,” The boy hiccuped when it was finally time to leave, giving his big brother one last hug.

“Of course we will, Sammy.” Dean mumbled, closing his eyes briefly as he held his little brother tightly.

He pulled away after a moment and looked at the boy sternly, holding him at arm's length, “If you ever need anything, I want you to go to Jody. She’ll look after you.”

Jody was also your neighbor, and the woman had been kind enough to take you in after your parents passed. She never failed to take care of you or either of the Winchester boys. She wasn’t family though so she hadn’t been allowed in with Sam.

The boy nodded, rubbing a dirty sleeve over his nose.

“And Sam?” You swallowed, “Will you tell her that I said thank you? For-For everything?”

His eyes filled with tears once more at your words, but nodded again nonetheless.

“Alright, we best be going.” Rowena entered the room, clapping her hands and perfectly manicured nails together once.

Dean squeezed Sam’s shoulder once more, “I love you, okay?”

“I love you too,” Sam mumbled, glancing at you as well so you knew he included you with that.

Your heart clenched with pain at the thought of leaving the boy, but not as much as it did if he had been with you.

Instead, you were now faced with having to go into a fight to the death with your boyfriend by your side. A fight that will take one of you away from the other.

And just as you had promised yourself with Sam, you would make sure Dean made it out alive. He needed to survive more than you did- he had so much more to live for. He had a family, you did not.

“Let’s go,” You said quietly, taking Dean's hand in yours and following Rowena out of the room.

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Rowena MacLeod Fluff Alphabet

A = Aroma (What do they smell like?)

Rowena smells like gardenias and freshly brewed green tea.

B = Babe (What would they use as pet names? Do they use them a lot?)

Rowena will use pet names likely more than your own given/chosen name. She’ll call you dear, sweetheart, sometimes pet or love. And it’s just icing on the cake for her if her little pet names leave you flustered.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

She’s not one to say she likes or wants cuddles, but she is a cuddly sleeper. You’ll find her curled up close to you, or a limb draping across your body in the middle of the night.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? What would they think about living together?)

It’s not the first thing to cross her mind, but she certainly wouldn’t mind having a constant partner to really share her life with. There’s part of her that doesn’t want to be ‘tied down’, but a bigger part of her longs for that sort of companionship and domesticity.

E = Emotion (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

She can be pretty affectionate when it suits her. She isn’t overly fond of PDA, but will engage in a bit of it around people she’s comfortable with. In private she does love showing her affection mostly with physical touch and words of affirmation.

F = Flirt (How do they flirt? Are they smooth or awkward?)

She’s a very smooth flirt. Even without any sort of aid from her magic, she can charm almost anyone.

G = Gifts (Are they a gift giver? What kind of gifts do they give?)

Rowena does like to bestow gifts on you, a lot of the time without any sort of warning. Simply because she saw it, thought of you, and brought it home. It doesn’t matter in the slightest what it is, she just decided you needed it.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

She’s not an everyday hugger. If she’s going to hug someone, she best mean it. Reunions is when she prefers a good hug. If you’ve been apart for too long, she really just wants to hold you in her arms for a moment.

I = I Love You (How fast do they say the L-word?)

That doesn’t come quickly with Rowena. You’re most likely to finally hear her say it out loud when danger is imminent. She might have felt it for ages before that, but it’s that moment where she could lose you that she can finally admit it out loud.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

She can get a bit jealous, and anyone who gets too cozy with you can expect a hex bag in their future.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you?)

Rowena’s kisses vary from quick pecks on the lips, peppering your face in a thousand little kisses, or something far more passionate. Regardless, she absolutely does not hold back.

L = Little ones (How are they around children? Would they want some of their own?)

She’s decent with children, maybe a bit stiff and impatient at times, but she’s really not all that bad. As much as she sometimes wishes she could have a do over with Crowley, she really doesn’t picture having another child.

M = Meet (How did they meet you?)

Working with the Winchesters, of course. You picked up a case, called them, and it turned out that they needed someone with Rowena’s level of magic and boom, there she was.

N = Nurture (Are they good at taking care of you if you’re hurt/sick?)

She can be. She’ll often just cure/heal you if she has a spell for it. If for some reason that’s not an option, she will take care of you, no doubt, but her bedside manner can occasionally be a bit lacking.

O = Out (What’s a typical date night with them like?)

A nice, expensive restaurant, the absolute best wine or champagne they have, a lot of heavily innuendoed flirting and usually, if you’re feeling up for it, a trip back with her to wherever she happens to be staying at the time.

P = Propose (When do you/they propose? How does the proposal go?)

You propose because you know Rowena deserves a great proposal in her life. So you plan something elaborate. Pretend it’s a case, play along until at the very end it’s just you there where the monster should be, down on your knee with an exquisite ring asking her to marry you. She’s so surprised and touched she even cries a little.

Q = Quirk (What small habit/feature/quirk do they have that you find especially endearing?)

The way she cannot take a compliment. She flirts and banters with ease, but when she’s given just a flat out sincere compliment, she doesn’t seem to know what to do. Sometimes she smiles and looks down, other times her cheeks will flush and she’ll tuck her hair behind her ear in order to just do something.

R = Routine (What does a typical day together look like? Routines, schedules, habits?)

Rowena is not an early riser, so the smell of breakfast usually wakes her. Then she has quite the beauty routine, that you often watch part of as you get ready for the day yourself. She also loves when you help her pick out what to wear, even if she doesn’t end up going with your choice in the end.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you?)

She’s very protective once she’s decided she likes you enough. She can’t say when that happened, but she will literally insert herself between you and danger, providing you a magical shield of sorts.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, etc?)

It will always seem like she’s gone above and beyond, but really it hardly takes her any effort to arrange something special. She knows all the strings to pull to have everything be minimal hassle and maximum reward.

U = Unique (What’s something they’d only do for you?)

Teach you magic. Really teach you. She’s given pointers to Sam and Dean before, but with you, she’s immersed in the actual act of helping. Magic is precious to her and so are you.

V = Vulnerable (How long does it take them to feel comfortable being vulnerable around you?)

A good long time. She takes a while to trust anyone and despite how friendly you may be, she’ll keep her guard up for a good length of time before even letting you have a peek inside.

W = Wardrobe (What would they wear to impress you?)

Rowena can wear anything and impress you. She can pull of any style or color. But the one thing that really wowed you was seeing her dressed casually for the first time. It really let you see a different side of her.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

She actually enjoys cooking together. It’s not something people expect from her, but she has some treasured recipes that she loves to make and share with her partner.

Y = You (What are some things they would like in a partner?)

Someone who is patient, open to new things and has a sense of humor. If you can’t wait for her to come to you or keep up with her both in general and intellectually, then she probably won’t let the relationship last.

Z = Zzz (What are their sleep habits?)

For as little as she is, she sure has a way of taking up even the biggest of beds. She doesn’t tend to toss and turn, except when having a nightmare, but she does sprawl out regardless.

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candescentclitoria · 1 year

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AHHHH IVE LITERALLY BEEN DEALING WITH WRITERS BLOCK FOR SO LONG AND NOW THAT I HAVE TIME TO WRITE?? WHY AM I NOT FORCING MYSELF TO? PROMPTS EXIST FOR A REASON

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take-it-on-the-run · 2 months

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#supernatural #dean winchester #spn #sam winchester #castiel #destiel #jack kline #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester x reader #castiel x reader #crowley spn #rowena macleod #claire novak #jody mills

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river13245 · 4 months

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Witchcraft and adoration

Navigation / SPN Masterlist

Rowena x Male Reader

"we are going to have to call her Dean" Sam says as he's looking through all the books they currently had to try to help their current situation in any way they could.

Dean glares at him from across the table in the main room and shakes his head. "No absolutely not"

Sam just shakes his head at his brothers stubbornness and goes back to reading the book he was currently on. But even after hours of doing research his own eyes had started to hurt so he decided to take a break. "I'm not getting anything. There's nothing we might have to Dean. I know we don't trust her but its not the worst idea we have ever done"

The oldest brother sighs and stands up grabbing himself a drink. "Damnit. You know she's just going to come here and cause trouble right? Remember what happened last time she was around us?"

Both the brothers recall exactly what had happened last time Rowena was around the four of you. Rowena had been giving you looks from across the room and eventually that turned into you coming over and flirting with her. Having no shame in your game what so ever.

You were one of their best friends growing up as you were also raised in the hunting business. This resulted in you guys being around each other a lot but also away so as the years went on Dean had taught you how to flirt and pick of women or men. While you and Sam had flirted a lot throughout the years he fell in love with Jess and nothing ever happened between the two of you which the both of you were fine with you two were close friends.

However they both had grown protective over you and so seeing you flirting with the enemy was a BIG no for them. "Okay so maybe we just keep them two separate from each other" Dean says and Sam nods.

Its to late though because you had heard the last sentence as you walked downstairs. You were about to pick up some groceries when you overheard them talking. "Who are you keeping separate from each other?"

Dean takes a drink out of his glass leaving it up to his brother to take over. "We are having a few people come by to help us with this case since none of us have been able to figure anything to solve it and two of them don't like each other"

Now did you believe what Sam was saying. No. His voice was coming off very matter of fact and when he is speaking truth he doesn't have to seem so convincing. However you choose to ignore it and just nod. "Okay well you two have fun with these friends of yours. I'm going to the store anything you guys want while I'm there?"

You grab a jacket of yours and put it on since its been cold recently with the Christmas weather around the corner. Before you walk out the door you hear the both of them yell out what they want. "Pie, Fruits and vegetables"

"okay if I'm not back after an hour I'm dead" They both glare at you when you say that causing you to laugh and walk out.

As soon as they hear your car start and pull out the drive way is when Sam pulls out his phone. "I cant believe we are actually asking her for help" Dean grumbles like a child and Sam rolls his eyes as he presses the contact and it rings.

"hello boys" Rowena's voice comes through the speaker. "screw something up already?" She teased but was completely serious. Which resulted in Dean speaking "No we haven't. But Sam here thinks we need your help"

Dean not having much manners doesn't hide the fact he is unhappy with this arrangement. So Sam speaks "Rowena we need your help. Will you help us we cant find anything in the books or we wouldn't have called"

There is silence through the other end for a moment before she speaks. "well I hate to be one of these people but what's in it for me?"

The brothers look at each other for a moment "world peace should be good enough of a reward"

She laughs "oh please where is the fun in that. I guess we will just have to figure something out then hm." There's a pause for a moment "is the pretty boy there?"

They can hear the smile forming on her face and they sigh as Sam speaks "He went out. You might miss him if you don't come over now"

A beep is the only thing they here in response. They think she had chosen not to but when footsteps are heard across the wood floor they see her. Her red hair curled and falling down her shoulders nicely. She had also put on a nice outfit and they knew exactly who she was trying to impress.

Dean walks up to her glaring at her. "listen if you even think about flirting with him or even Looking at him with those eyes of yours ill kill you"

She smirks and places her hand on his shoulder. "oh Dean I'm not intimidated by you. I'm here to help you show me what you need me to do"

Sam brings her to all the things they had been researching and she nods and they get ingredients all out before she begins to slowly use her witchcraft. Making sure to do this correctly.

About an hour goes by and she's still there and you walk in through the door. "okay boys I've got everything for Sam's healthy smoothies cause he's a freak and Deans pie"

You look up and see the both of them looking at you "what?"

"Well took you long enough. I was beginning to think I would have to stall for even longer" You turn your head to look at Rowena and a small smile forms on your lips. "hello gorgeous sorry for keeping you waiting"

Sam grabs the bags from you and puts things away but not before telling the both of you to stop flirting. "well Sam if you and Dean don't want to watch us flirt I suggest you both remove yourselves from the room"

This causes the both of them to roll their eyes and they both leave and go to the kitchen. They knew that you liked her but you also wouldn't let her screw anything up for them. So as soon as they left the room you walk behind Rowena and look at what she's doing. "what are you doing with all these ingredients?"

She rests against you a little as if her body couldn't help but gravitate towards yours. "well watch and ill teach you a little something" A smile forms on your face as you place your chin on her shoulder lightly. "yes ma'am you have my full attention"

You could have sworn you seen her cheeks turn red but she chose to not draw attention to it. She began to show you slowly how to do simple things. She left out some of the steps because she didn't need you to know everything. If you wanted to learn how to do witchcraft she would teach you simple things first.

As she explained some of the steps to you. You listened to her words and after a while you were wondering why the boys weren't in here yet but you had a good idea of who is stopping them from being able to and she's right here with you.

Even when you knew she was trying to focus on the task at hand you couldn't help but want to get a reaction from her so you began to kiss her shoulder and to her neck and as you did you felt her relax and try to continue to work.

However when you got to her collarbone she leaned back and brought her hand to turn your face to look at her. "As much as this is amazing. I've got to finish this and what if Sam and Dean see you kissing me like this?"

Your response was shrugging your shoulders. "well they wouldn't be able to say anything. If i want you im gonna be with you" This results in her placing a quick kiss to your lips. Then you speak again "plus Sam was into a demon at one point in time and we are all pretty sure Dean had a thing for a vampire named Benny and now hes with an angel so"

She laughs and nods "okay well then you still need to back up so i can focus on this and not you" You nod and back away and go to the kitchen and let the both of them out.

When the three of you walk back to the room Rowena is finished with her work and walks over and hands it to Dean. "here now I believe you said there was something in it for me"

"what do you want and don't say what I think you are" He tries to sound stern but when she looks at you he sighs and Sam crosses his arms. "it might be a little to late for your opinions boys"

They give her a questioning look as she walks over to you and pulls you into a kiss and your hands go to her waist leaning into it and before you could stop her she magically takes her back to her home and then un connects your lips

The night is filled with her teaching you a little about witchcraft then movies and dinner. You knew she would let you leave at any time but tonight it was the last thing you wanted to do.

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The boys back at the bunker both look at each other and try to grab onto you so you didn't go with her but they were to late. They weren't really worried about her keeping you hostage because even if they hated the fact...they knew she really did like you.

"oh come on!" Dean yells and Sam just laughs a little

"well they never were one to listen to well" Sam says

#river13245 #fluff #new blog #supernatural #rowena macleod #rowena macleod x male reader #rowena macleod x reader #sam winchester #dean winchester #dean winchester x male reader #sam winchester x male reader #supernatural fanfiction

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echos-scomplink · 9 months

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Y/N: *dies*

Sam: Timer starts now! When are they coming back? I say two months!

Dean: Bullshit. One month

Rowena: half a month

Jack: WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Y/N JUST DIED!

Cas, scratching his chin in thought: One week

#incorrect quotes #incorrect x reader #incorrect supernatural quotes #supernatural incorrect quotes #dean winchester #sam winchester #rowena macleod #jack kline #castiel #supernatural

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imaginesforfandom · 4 months

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Enchanting Christmas

i love this Scottish woman so much

Rowena MacLeod x Reader

No Pronouns used!!

Enchanting Christmas

The snow fell gently outside the bunker, creating a serene winter wonderland. The scent of pine and the soft glow of Christmas lights filled the air. Rowena, the powerful and enchanting witch, had decided to join the Winchesters for the holiday season, and you couldn't have been more thrilled.

As the three of you gathered around the roaring fireplace, sipping hot cocoa, Rowena couldn't help but notice the way your eyes sparkled with joy. She had always been drawn to your warmth and kindness, and Christmas seemed to amplify those qualities.

One evening, Rowena approached you as you admired the twinkling lights on the Christmas tree. "Y/N, darling, may I have a word?" she purred, her Scottish accent weaving a magical spell.

You turned to face her, a smile gracing your lips. "Of course, Rowena. What's on your mind?"

Rowena took your hand and led you to a cozy corner of the bunker, away from prying eyes. There, surrounded by the soft glow of candles, she cast a subtle enchantment to make the moment even more magical.

"Y/N, I must admit, this Christmas season has brought out a side of me I never thought I'd embrace," Rowena confessed, her eyes softening.

You looked at her with curiosity, feeling the genuine vulnerability beneath her powerful exterior.

"Spending time with you, the Winchesters, and the festive spirit has awakened something within me," Rowena continued, her hand tracing patterns on yours. "I find myself drawn to the warmth you exude, the joy you bring to those around you."

A blush tinted your cheeks as you met Rowena's gaze. "I feel the same way, Rowena. Christmas wouldn't be the same without you."

Rowena leaned in, capturing your lips in a soft and lingering kiss. It felt like a spell, a magical connection that transcended the ordinary. The enchantment deepened, and the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in a cocoon of holiday magic.

Wrapped in each other's arms, you and Rowena shared a quiet moment, savoring the magic of Christmas and the unexpected warmth of love that had blossomed between you.

As you pulled away, Rowena whispered against your ear, "Merry Christmas, my darling. May this holiday be as enchanting as you are."

And with that, you both returned to the festivities, hand in hand, ready to celebrate a Christmas filled with magic, love, and the unexpected joy of newfound connections.

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AHHHH i just want to marry her so bad!!!

#rowena macleod #rowena #rowena x reader #rowena macleod x reader #rowena x you #rowena macleod x you #rowena x y/n #rowena macleod x y/n #rowena imagine #rowena macleod imagine #rowena oneshot #rowena macleod oneshot #supernatural #spn fanfic #spn

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marvelfanfn2187a113 · 3 months

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Auntie Row

Rowena & Winchester little sister!reader, team free will & Winchester!reader

Requested by anonymous

Synopsis: Rowena has a soft spot for the Winchester’s little sister, and they get into lots of trouble together (I suck at synopsis, just read the fic it’s better)

Warnings: honestly nothing, time frame makes no sense with reader’s age but 🤷‍♀️

“Rowena, what do you think you’re doing?”

The witch looked up in surprise when the Winchester brothers entered.

“Sammy!” You, the brothers’ six-year-old sister, ran straight to your big brother and giggled when he lifted you into his arms.

“Oh, you’re back,” Rowena said, cringing. “That was quick.”

“Auntie Row is teaching me how to do magic, like Hermione!” You babbled excitedly.

“Rowena…” Dean growled in warning.

“Now now, she’s a growing girl!” Rowena defended herself. “Learning magic is a perfectly natural part of growing up.”

“Yeah, I don’t think so,” Sam scoffed.

“But Sammy!” You whined.

“Nu-uh,” Sam shook his head. “C’mon, it’s about time you had a nap.” He carried you out without another word to Rowena, who huffed dramatically and started to gather her belongings.

“When we said you could watch Y/N—“ Dean began, but Rowena cut him off.

“I know you didn’t mean this, but honestly Dean Winchester, how d’you expect the girl to defend herself if she can’t use magic?”

“She doesn’t have to,” Dean insisted. “We’ll protect her.”

“Oh honestly, you can’t be around her all the time! If she had magic, she could—“

“For the last time Rowena; no.” Dean’s tone left no room for argument.

“Uh, guys.” Sam returned to the room with a slight frown on his face. “Y/N said she wants Rowena to continue her story from last night. She’s refusing to sleep without it.”

“Well,” Rowena smirked. “Duty calls.”

“Hey.” Dean caught Rowena by the arm, and she glared at him. “Magic always comes with a price. I don’t want her to have to pay it.”

Rowena softened.

“I understand, Dean Winchester.”

His grip slackened, and Rowena left to go to you.

…

“I have a little something for you,” Rowena said as she stepped into your room.

“Can we finish the story?” You asked.

“Of course, sweet girl, of course. But first, I want to show you something. You remember that cursed necklace from the story? The one that protected the witch from the angry mob?”

“Uh-huh.” You nodded excitedly.

“Well, I think it’s time it protected someone else.” Rowena grinned, unclasping the necklace that was hidden behind her shirt and carefully putting it on you.

“Really?” Your eyes went wide as you stared up at the witch.

“Yes. That will protect you from anyone who wants to harm you. That way you don’t have to use any magic, just like your brothers said.”

“Thank you, Auntie Row,” you breathed sincerely, reverence painting your tone as you admired the glowing red jewel.

Rowena leaned forward and kissed your forehead.

“You’re very welcome, sweet thing. Now, let’s finish that story, shall we?”

…

“Kiddo, please, it’s just for a few days,” Sam tried to soothe you, but you still wouldn’t let go of his leg and continued to cry. “Mary’s gonna take good care of you, I promise.”

“I could really help you guys on this one,” Mary argued.

“She needs someone to watch her,” Dean reasoned.

“And why am I the automatic choice?” Mary countered.

“You two are not helping,” Sam said through gritted teeth as he picked you up, letting you lay your head on his shoulder. He hated Mary’s distance from you; you were John’s, but not hers. He understood her reason for not getting close to you, but you were just a little kid, and you didn’t deserve that. Sam just rubbed your back, still trying to soothe you as you continued to sniffle.

“If you boys needed help, you could’ve just asked.”

The three adults turned in surprise at the sound of Rowena’s voice.

“I mean honestly, it’s not like I haven’t babysat before.”

Dean was hesitant. “I don’t know if—“

“Sounds like a plan,” Mary said, going to grab her duffel. She tossed over her shoulder, “now I can help on the hunt!”

“Am I gonna stay with Auntie Row?” You asked Sam, your eyes wide and pleading.

“I…yeah honey, you are,” Sam sighed.

“Yay!” You grinned, wiping your tears away and squirming in Sam’s grip.

“Ok, ok,” Sam chuckled, lowering you to the ground so you could run to Rowena for a hug. “It’s probably best that you guys don’t stay in the bunker.” Sam directed his next words at the witch holding his little sister. “The bunker’s system still goes a little wonky with a witch inside, so one of your safe houses is probably a better idea.”

“That works for me.” Rowena grinned. “How would you like to go to Paris, sweet thing?” She asked you.

“This is a horrible idea,” Dean sighed. But he still grabbed his bag and headed out to Baby anyway.

…

“We’re back!” Sam called as he stepped into the bunker.

“Sammy! De!” You squealed, running to your big brothers and reaching them just as they came down the stairs. Dean scooped you into his arms and held you tight, comforted to see such a happy sight after such a grueling hunt.

“Hey, what’s this?” Sam asked, noticing your outfit.

“Auntie Row took me to shops in Paris, and we got a lot of clothes!” You babbled excitedly as Dean let Sam pull you into his arms.

“You’re spoiling her, Rowena,” Dean chuckled, no longer quite so hesitant about the witch now that he saw how happy you were.

“And she deserves every bit of it,” Rowena said.

…

“Ow!”

“I’m sorry darling, but you must sit still!”

“What’s going on in here?” Sam asked curiously as he stepped into your room to see you and Rowena sitting in front of your vanity.

“I’m trying to do her hair, but she won’t stop squirming,” Rowena explained, running a little pink brush through your hair.

“It’s all knotty!” You whined.

“Well it won’t be in a minute,” Rowena said.

Sam just smiled as he watched you, finally getting experiences that you’d never had before; motherly experiences.

The more he watched, though, the more he noticed how much you were squirming, and how much you seemed to be whining.

“Hey, you seem kinda grumpy, kid. Did you get a nap today?” He asked, coming to stand beside you and Rowena.

“Yeah,” you sniffled.

“You’re kinda pale,” he muttered under his breath, getting on one knee and reaching the back of his hand out to touch your forehead. “Jeez kid, you’re burning up.”

“She’s ill?” Rowena put the brush down and turned your chair around so you were facing her, repeating Sam’s gesture and checking your temperature. “She is quite hot.”

“Hey, let’s get you into some pjs, ok?” Sam suggested, lifting you into his arms. “You should get some sleep.”

“I already had a nap!” You insisted, squirming in Sam’s arms.

“Hey Sammy, I think I found us a case,” Dean said, stepping into your room. “Something wrong?”

“She’s got a fever,” Sam sighed. “You should go without me.”

“Oh nonsense,” Rowena spoke up. “Just leave her with me.”

“I don’t want to leave her when she’s sick,” Sam argued.

“Oh she’ll be fine,” Rowena insisted. “I’ll give her some herbs and she’ll be out like a light, she’ll sleep until you get back.”

“I don’t know…” Sam sighed.

“How about this,” Rowena said. “You put her to bed, and leave once she’s asleep. I’ll watch over her, and I’ll call you if she worsens.”

“Alright.” Sam looked at you. “Is that ok kiddo?”

You nodded sleepily, suddenly not so eager to fight another nap.

“Sammy, my tummy hurts,” you whimpered.

Sam nearly melted at this, more reluctant than ever to leave you.

“I know sweetheart, c’mon let’s get you into some pjs and then you can go to sleep, ok?”

Sam helped you get dressed while Dean packed for the hunt. It didn’t take long to have you tucked into bed, and you fell asleep almost as soon as your head hit the pillow.

Sam lingered in your doorway, unsure about leaving you like this.

“She’ll be fine,” Rowena soothed the Winchester brother. “She’s asleep, and I’ll call you if anything changes.”

“Alright,” Sam sighed, grabbing the bag that Dean had packed him. “Just…take care of her, ok?”

“Always,” Rowena responded.

And she did. When the Winchester brothers returned, your fever had broken and you were resting on the couch with Rowena, some cartoon playing on the tv.

“Hello boys,” she greeted when she saw them.

“Hey kid.” Sam went straight to you, brushing your hair away from your face. “Are you feeling any better?”

Rowena went to speak to Dean while you answered Sam with a distracted “yeah,” continuing to watch your cartoon.

“Her fever broke,” she explained to him. “I think it’s best if she rests a bit more, though.”

“Thank you, Rowena,” Dean said sincerely. “She really seems to like you.”

Rowena smiled. “She does, doesn’t she?”

…

“Did you have fun?” Sam asked you.

You nodded, finally pulling your gaze from the cartoon.

“Yeah, I like Auntie Row!”

Sam smiled softly.

“I’m glad.”

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Charmed

Title: Charmed Pairing: Rowena Macleod x Reader Prompt: 7. "Come here, I'll keep you safe." NR WC: 917

There was an old saying your grandfather used to say about what happened when you went looking for trouble. It had done the trick of scaring your siblings into being good, but you had always been a bit of a wanderer. You liked finding the things that others were afraid to look for. Trouble didn't scare you, not really. You had been able to handle yourself, and over the years, learned of more effective and less alarming ways of doing so. The last thing you wanted was to draw the attention of someone like the Winchester brothers towards you. They weren't exactly bad guys, but you didn't want to find yourself at the business end of one of their weapons, something you were certain would happen if they learned who you really were.

Most hunters didn't know where you came from, just that you had your shop and you helped them when they needed it. You ran a safe space for everybody, no matter who they were. Usually, you could tell who walked into your shop before they revealed the information themselves. Demons, witches, vampires, werewolves, and hunters alike frequented your place of business. No matter who they were or claimed to be, you helped them as long as they didn't wave any red flags. Sometimes, there was a bit of trouble, but it was never anything that you couldn't handle.

The redhead set off nearly every single alarm in your head that she could. You could practically taste the power that was radiating off of her in waves. She was a witch, and an old one at that. She had magic that you were certain hadn't been seen since the days of your ancestors. You had always wanted to learn the magic of old, but the Grand Coven was nothing more than a joke. They were also judgmental bitches who had turned you away because of your "tainted" blood. Your magic was just as pure as theirs was, possibly even more so. You were a natural witch, someone that they had been scouring the world to find for years with little to no success.

"Where do you get your ingredients?" The red haired woman had been walking around your shop gathering things for the past 15 minutes. Occasionally, she would stop at something for a couple of moments, inspect it, and then put it in her basket. She seemed to be vetting the things in your shop for authenticity, something that most of your patrons didn't do.

"It's a custom here not to ask questions before you answer a few," you said as you leaned against the counter. The woman hummed as she flicked her wrist at you. You rolled your eyes as you were pushed back maybe an inch or two. The woman looked surprised, scared almost. "How about this, I'll answer your question if you tell me who you are and promise to play nice."

"Playing nice isn't exactly my forte, but if you insist, they call me Rowena. I am the leader of the Mega Coven," she said proudly with a little upturn of her chin. You had heard the whisperings of the Mega Coven among the few true witches left, but you had never expected the leader to waltz into your shop like this. "Now, I believe I asked where you get your ingredients. I've never seen such a collection before, it's truly remarkable." "Some of it I grew myself, but my family's reach runs deep. Here, they call me Y/n. Nothing more from me Rowena," you told her. She set the basket on your counter to be rung up as she stared at you. The longer she stared at you, the more nervous you got that she'd figure out exactly what you were. Rowena was a witch of old, and despite the fact that she was still after your bloodline's time, she was old enough to have heard the stories of your kind running amuck on the islands.

"You're not human," Rowena muttered under her breath. Your fingers curled under the marble countertop as you searched for one of the weapons you kept close by. "Don't worry, I won't go blabbing to any hunters. It's not like I'm in the business for helping out those Winchester boys right now anyway. I could help you though, your warding is good, but it can be undone."

"What do you want in return?" you asked her. If she knew who you were, then she knew that you were a very transactional creature. You didn't simply accept gifts, there was always something to be gained or lost in life.

"A partnership, just you and me. There are many people after my head, which is a rather nice one if I do say so myself, and I'd like to keep it." Rowena's terms weren't too outlandish, and you could stand to learn some of the magic of old, so you agreed.

"Come here, I'll keep you safe," you told her as you extended your hand towards her. She made a move to shake your hand, surprised when you grabbed her forearm, pulled her in close, and gave her a fairly quick kiss on the lips. "We have a deal Rowena of the Mega Coven."

"I think I've officially done all the things my mother warned me not to as a girl," Rowena joked. "I'll be back for you, keep your head down. I'd hate for these hunters to get word of a faerie in town."

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Because I love you!~ Dean Winchester imagine

Warnings// Angst, Fluff and a little bit of smut, Sam’s a lil bit of an idiot

Word count// 1706

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Dean was cleaning the dried blood around the edges of the three stitched up claw marks on Y/Ns side when she slowly opened her eyes “Dean?” She asked, still groggy from waking up. Dean looked up acknowledging that he heard her but still not saying anything “how are you feeling Y/N” Sam asked sitting on the other bed watching for any sign of his friend to wake up so he knew she was okay, Y/N turned her head slightly to look at the younger Winchester seeing the blood that covered his arms and grey shirt, “I-I’m okay…is that mine?” She asked her voice wavering at the end “yeah you lost a lot of blood, we were really scared there for a bit” Sam said and Dean scoffed making both of us turn to him

“Dean don’t!” Sam knew a blow out was coming but he also knew Y/N was in no condition to fight, not tonight, “don’t what Sam, she was an idiot for doing that!” Dean said grabbing the blood covered towels and throwing them in the trash, “excuse me? I’m an idiot for saving your life?” Y/N said trying to sit up, Sam and as quick to help her placing her against the pillows to keep her stitches from tearing Dean turned to her an enraged look in his face “yes you are Y/N, don’t ever try to save my life again! I don’t want you hunting with us anymore, you can leave once your side is healed” Dean said making Y/N tear up at his statement, she tried to control her tears not wanting to give Dean the satisfaction of making her this upset, dean turned away from her storming towards the fridge, opening it only to see there was no beer left.

“I’m going to get food and beer” he said grabbing his jacket heading for the door, Sam was quick to storm after him yelling for his brother to stop, Y/N stared at Dean in shock and sadness, once Sam had shut the door she finally let her self go, sobbing into her hands, if dean wanted her gone, fine she’d leave before he got back. After taking a few minutes to calm down and ignore the yelling outside she moved to get off the bed gasping in pain holding the her side that was wrapped in a bandage, she was slipping her shoes on with great difficulty when the older Winchester was coming back into the room muttering about how much of an ass Sam is, Y/N hadn’t beard him yet, too focused on getting her freaking shoe to co operate “the hell do you think your doing?!” Dean yelled before moving to help her sit back up on the bed and gently taking her shoe from her

She wouldn’t let go of her shoe, snatching it back off him she kept her gaze off him because she knew if she did she’d break into tears again “I’m leaving just like you want me to do!” She said trying to stand to her shoe clad feet, however deans hands on her shoulders keeping her down was preventing her from doing so “let me go!” She demanded trying to push deans hands off her “Y/N just listen to me” he said not taking his hands off her “no dean, I heard you loud and clear! I’m leaving tonight!” She said finally getting his hands off her shoulders, she was finally able to stand, she slowly made her way towards her bag on the small dirty couch of the motel.

Dean was walking in front of her he gently took her wrist in his grasp “Y/N I didn’t mean what I said, I want you to stay with us. Look I was pissed you got hurt and I-” she cut him off “no dean, you don’t get to be pissed, I’m not sorry for pushing you out of the way” taking a shaky breath she continued “if I could go back in time, I’d do it all over again Dean because I love you!” She exclaimed, Deans eyes were wide in shock, his jaw slack, without saying anything more Y/N pulled her arm away from him and turned away heading for the motel room door.

“wait! Y/N please just stop!” She heard Dean yell as he chased after her, sighing she turned around ready for the ‘I’m sorry I just don’t like you like that’ speech. Dean was rushing towards her before coming to a stop centimetres from her he gently placed his left hand on her waist careful to avoid the injury, and his right hand on her cheek he pulled her into a gentle yet firm kiss, gasping into the kiss she didn’t respond for a second before letting the bag on her should fall to the ground she took the lapels of deans jacket clutching the fabric tightly in her hands, kissing him back with everything she had, it wasn’t long before she felt deans tongue swiping at her bottom lip, begging for entrance to which Y/N granted, patting her lips slightly to let their tongues meet in a heated kiss

Dean moved his hand from her face to the back of her head holding her closer, his fingers running through her hair, the two parted for air but quickly reunited, this kiss more heated than the last as dean moved her to the wall on the building he tapped the back of her thigh signalling for her to jump which she did, careful not to heart her side, Y/N wrapped her legs around Dean’s hips pulling him closer so he was hitting her center making her moan his name, Dean smirked pulling away from her lips he moved his kisses down her neck, nipping and sucking his way down to her chest, Y/N was a moaning mess running her fingers through his short spiky hair “maybe we should take this inside?” Y/N asked through moans, not answering dean grabs her ass, holding her up as he moved them towards the motel room which door was still wide open.

Dean gently laid her on the bed, much like he had earlier, Y/N was kicking off her shoes as Dean was pulling away from her now red neck, rushing to get his jacket and flannel off, he didn’t have much time before Y/N was pulling the collar of his shirt Dow to her level she was kissing his swollen lips, wrapping the leg on her uninjured side around his hips once again digging her heel into his lower back so the hardness concealed in his jeans was pressing against her, Y/N moved her hands up his shirt to pull it off, Dean got the hint and was pulling away from the kiss to pull his shirt over his he through it behind him ready to dip back to the sensual kiss

“hey! What the- Oh my god” Sam exclaimed rushing to turn his back to the lovers, Dean sighed against her neck as his head and shoulders dropped disappointed in how they were interrupted “mind reading the room Sammy and leaving” Dean said not making any signs of moving away “while I would love to leave this room, which believe me I would, but Bobby called we gotta get going he said there’s a vampire nest in Ohio causing a lot of trouble and we’re the closest hunters in the area” Dean rolled his eyes sitting up “well then get out and give us 5 minutes” Sam was already running to the door at this point and Dean had turned to face Y/N “sweetheart, I really am sorry for what I said earlier… and incase you didn’t get what I was saying there, I love you too and I’d really like to take you out for a drink” Y/N smiled grabbing deans warm hand and joking it in hers “you asking me on a date Winchester?” Dean smirked at her “yeah I definitely am” she tugged his hand pulling him back down to her giving a gentle kiss before pulling away “I’d love to go on a date with you Dean”, Dean opened his mouth to respond but the horn of the impala stopped him “ya know I’m gonna kill that idiot” Dean said standing to pull his shirts and jacket back on before helping Y/N with her shoes, he wrapped his arm around her waist helping her up from the bed, they grabbed their bags and head to the impala where Sam was waiting for the two lovers very impatiently.

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