My beautiful Omega - Dean Winchester x Reader- P11My beautiful Omega - Dean Winchester x Reader- P11 by angelmewmew
My beautiful Omega - Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader & Teacher!Dean Winchester x Student!Reader
"Ready?" Dean's husky voice said from behind you.
You turned, looking at him with a straight face, and nodded slowly.
Mumbling a soft "Yes" you took in a shaky breath...
... knowing that what was to come would be the hardest ordeal of your life.
Boy, was it the hardest ordeal of your life. In fact it was even worse than how you thought it would be. The silence that surrounded you all the while you walked was nothing but comfortable like it used to be. Every second seemed like an eternity till you finally reached your house. Dean kept glancing at you frequently, you doing the same; and when your eyes locked you would immediately avert your eyes and look anywhere but him. Dean would do the same, although more slowly, eyes would look down and he would sometimes bite his lip; trying desperately to keep in the tears that threatened to spill at seeing you act so cold to him. His he
My beautiful Omega - Dean Winchester x Reader- P10My beautiful Omega - Dean Winchester x Reader- P10 by angelmewmew
My beautiful Omega - Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader & Teacher!Dean Winchester x Student!Reader
From this moment you decided you would not think about him anymore. You would not think about...
"Dean" you breathed out once opening the door, eyes locking with forest green ones.
So much for not thinking about him...
An almost surprised look flashed through his eyes but it was soon replaced by a different one. One that people usually had when they saw a loved one after a long time of being apart.
'I'm not a loved one damn it' you thought angrily to yourself. You felt angry with yourself that even at the sight of him, your hopes got up.
"Hey" he all-but-whispered, voice somewhat rough and eyes looking at you with softness, an almost invisible smile on his face.
"Hi" you said in an equal voice tone.
Silence followed after that. The beating of your heart was the only thing you could hear. It was so fast and loud that you feared that he would be able to hear it too. The
She's My Soulmate (Deanxreader)You were sitting around a random motel, waiting for Sam to come back with Dean. Dean had left a few hours ago looking frustrated saying he needed to be alone with his thoughts. Sam had gotten worried and left to find him and you stayed behind in case he came back.She's My Soulmate (Deanxreader) by callmewinchester
About two hours after Sam left, there was a knock at the door. You opened the door to find a very drunk Dean leaning against the door frame.
"Oh good I found the right one," he said walking in, "you ever notice how all these doors look the same?"
You got out your phone to call Sam, letting him know his brother had made it back. After ending the call with you looked at Dean sitting on the bed. He was looking down at his jacket, confused as to why it wouldn't come off. You laughed as you realized it was because it was zipped up.
"Uhhh hey Jo? Can you help me get this thing off?" Jo? He thought you were Jo? He must have been even more drunk than you thought.
"Yeah, sure Dean," you said walking over. You unzip
In Sickness (Winchestersxreader)You were in the middle of watching Home Alone when Dean stumbled into the room in a fit of sneezes and coughs. He plopped down next to you and continued to cough, making it impossible to hear the movie.In Sickness (Winchestersxreader) by callmewinchester
“You mind keeping it down over there?” you said turning to him.
“Hey it’s not my fault it’s these allergies,” he said.
“Dean you don’t have allergies. You’ve never had allergies.”
“That’s not true. Remember that diner in Illinois? I was allergic to that sandwich I got. I was sick for days,” he explained.
“By ‘diner’ do you mean the skeevy stand that was run by that guy that was obviously a hobo?”Dean began shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “And by sandwich do you mean that gooey lump he handed you that me and Sam explicitly warned you not to eat to which you responded “Don’t worry he’s legit he’s got a name tag”? Because if that’s
A Year Goes By -Destiel-It's half past three in the morning, and all I can hear is Sammy's slow breathing, the tick-tock of the bedside clock, and the steady thumping of my heart. It grows faster as all the memories of the day whirr about in my head, refusing to let me sleep. So instead I sit up, run a hand over my face and through my hair, let them rest under chin and gaze though the window, into the clear night outside. I quickly get lost in my thoughts.A Year Goes By -Destiel- by Ailish-Rose
On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out so evil
I don't know why I'm still surprised
Even angels have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But you'll always be my hero
Even though you've lost your mind
It had started out so well, he was like.....a saviour. An answer to our questions, a solution to all our problems. But now, he's the fucking problem. The screwed-up all mighty, ready to smite and scold. How could he do this to us? To me?
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Renegade- SPN~Oh momma I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the lawRenegade- SPN by SithGirl665
Lawman has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my home
Oh momma I can hear you a'crying you're so scared and all alone
Hangman is comin' down from the gallows and I don't have very
The nightmare is over- but now real life is back, and I'm not sure which is worse. I know that a 30 minute regretted nap is time being wasted, fearing silently for the contract that was about to come due. I was going to die, I know that much. Sam knows it, and so does Bobby and everyone else in the whole goddamn hunter world.
But no one says anything. Bobby and Sam are here; they want to help me, emotionally, but they know better. I won't let them help, so they don't ask. Maybe they're right.
Then again, maybe not. My heart seems to be stuck in my throat, and my mind wants more than anything to squeeze everything in I love again and again until the clock ticks. I'm fragile. I don't look it, but I want to break down and c
[A] CollisionDean dropped a hand on Ben's thick dark hair to ruffle it mercilessly, much to the young man's chagrin. "You've got Wendigo on you. Hah, you smell like boiled leather and rotting Brussels sprouts," he chuckled. And now on him, toohe eyed his sticky palm with resigned disgust.[A] Collision by YWYH-s--Morelenmir
Ben snickered, knocking Dean's arm aside. He flipped the flare gun cockily around his finger. "I'd say it didn't know what hit him, but you just happened to step on a skull and alert it to our presence. And I got a Wendigo shower, all thanks to you, so," he shrugged, lips curved in a huff of amusement, "sharing the gunk seems like a fine idea."
"Shaddup, kid," Dean ordered lightly, keeping his gaze fixed on the moonlight shining through the cave mouth.
He didn't bristle as much he generally would, riding on the high of a successful hunt. "Twenty years old last month, old man. Let's not forget who had to rescue who."
Dean laughed outright, the cheerful sound reverberating through the cave. "That would be me,
Letting GoThey head out quickly towards the Impala, Sam barely managing to join his brother inside as the car roars to life within seconds. Sam's body jerks back in an almost violent reaction as Dean presses his foot to the floor, ignoring the strain of the engine and the spray of debris and gravel that spits out from under her wheels.Letting Go by smalld1171
The older brother jams a hand into the pocket of his jacket and retrieves his phone, punching in numbers with an almost uncontrollable haste.
Dean holds a vice grip on the phone against his ear while his free hand taps nervously against the wheel, his left leg joining in to bounce up and down as he impatiently waits for a sign of life from the other end. Darkened eyes scan the horizon and he swallows when dusk seems to rapidly descend upon the earth to give way to the full moon.
"Hello? Mr. Smith? Agent Young. I need you to listen to me very carefully alright? Just okay wait Just please
I'm SorrySupernatural Doctor Who Crossoverby smalld1171
A solitary figure stands at a distance, quietly observing the graveyard and the two angels which stand among the headstones ready to wage their battle. His head tilts up and he closes his eyes to feel the sun warm the surface of his skin. He breathes deeply; he already knows how this encounter will end. This place will soon set the stage for the ultimate showdown; will be the backdrop to both sacrifice and strength; to victory and loss; to hatred so intense and love that knows no bounds.
A sigh escapes his lips as he leans against the door of his ship for support.
It is not within his nature to stand as a spectator on the sidelines of history as it unfolds; his life a never ending adventure where circumstances real or contrived force him to always keep on the move.
He delves a hand into his expansive pocket; his fingers searching through the contents until they wrap around the object they seek. He eases the book out of the depths of his jacket and gaze
American Muscleby Wayward-Renegade
Dean Winchester vs Brian Kinney
"Because if it was a shapeshifter or a skinwalker, we would have found its skin by now." Dean was quick to reply as he pulled the keys from the ignition and stepped out of the Impala. "Those damn things shed their skin every couple of hours."
"Well maybe this one likes the face its got." Sam suggested as he grabbed his case papers from the seat between them. "Or maybe we haven't come across its skin, because it just doesn't shed it." He continued as he shut the car door and followed his older brother up to the dinner, the job that had consumed the last two days still no closer to being solved.
"What kind of shapeshifter doesn't shed, Sam?" Dean asked, his low tone of voice underlining the frustration.
"A Rougarou." Sam replied, taking a quick glance around the packed diner as they made their way over to an empty booth. "Rougarous don't shed, they morph... Maybe we've just been hunting down the wrong kind of monster... Maybe it isn't a shi
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