Seeing The Extraordinary In The Ordinary

Memorial Day

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 17:33:08 -0400

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Summary: It’s the most perfect Memorial Day you could ever dream of but you can’t help but feel nervous; you have quite big news you’ve yet to share.

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Word Count: 1337

Warnings: fluff! pure lovey fluff!

A/N: This is my first RPF Fic! Yay! Please go easy on me if I’ve messed up any of the real life details, but do let me know! I’ve been inspired by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing to try out a RPF fic, as Karina just writes them so magically. Of course, no hate to Daneel, simply an AU where you’re Jensen’s wife and she’s not. As always, FEEDBACK IS SO VERY VERY LOVED AND APPRECIATED, EVEN JUST A LIKE!

Your name: What is this?

“Choose thoughts that give you the emotions of being alive and excited about life.”

― Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life

The air was crisp and fresh, the smell of barbecue and freshly mown grass wafting through the air. The sun was out in full blaze, warming your skin kindly; the pool water was freezing, and Jared and Misha just loved to push you in. You didn’t usually mind, but today it was a little tedious. Of course, you had been a lot testier as of late, but they couldn’t have known that or why. They would soon.

Memorial Day was never this picturesque, you had dreamed of this type of day off for years; surrounded by friends and family, delicious food, and your beautiful husband, Jensen, standing behind the grill with a beer bottle in his hand. He noticed you staring and winked, that flirty smirk that you adored coming over his lips. He wasn’t debonair suave by any means, but he was absolutely everything you wanted and more. He was perfect for you, and you for him. You blew a kiss back at him, laughing slightly at him in an apron. He initially wanted a chef’s hat to denote his job, but when it proved to be too hot for a full-blown summer’s day, he settled for the apron. It wasn’t often that you let him take over the reins of cooking, but you figured you deserved a little spoiling under the current circumstances. He was both ecstatic and suspicious when you handed him all the equipment.

“Finally believe I won’t burn the house down?” Jensen had quipped, his eyes sparkling as he looked over you. You shrugged.

“No, but I’m hoping you’ll prove me wrong.”

He just shook his head, laughing as he began to set up for the party. Everyone was coming; Jared and Misha, their entire families, Rob, Mark, Jeff, Jim, the whole gang. It wasn’t often that you could get everyone together at once; with shooting Supernatural and all their other creative hobbies, almost everyone was busied all the time. You had lucked out, and you were so unbelievably thankful. You wanted everyone to be there that day.

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DeansLeather’s Writing Masterlist

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 17:27:15 -0400

deansleather:

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Ignore It

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 17:25:50 -0400

sammy-moo:

Characters: Sam, Dean, Reader, and a random couple at the bar

Words: 1,520

Warnings: Embarrassment

Prompt: This is for @super-not-naturall‘s 200 Follower Challenge. My prompt was “We’re a family. Families talk about things.” / “No! Families ignore things until they go away.”

A/N: My prompt will be in bold!

Drinking.

It was the ritual that happened after a very long or rough hunt. Sometimes it was at the motel or others it was at the bar. The latter seemed to hold more than one release from the hunting life. For a moment the boys could find a girl to leave with, and feel like a normal guy picking up chicks.

It was something you didn’t really care for. You never saw the point in picking up some drunk, possibly sleazy guy who can’t figure out how to have you begging to cum and moaning his name. In fact, you’d rather do it yourself. You knew how to have yourself coming undone so you saved yourself of the irritation.

You never once judged Sam and Dean for their choices. But you did however envy whatever girl left on Sam’s arm or swaying beside him.

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A Little Help

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 16:48:02 -0400

sammy-moo:

Characters: Dean x Reader

Request: Dean is masterbating and the reader finds him and helps.

Words: 1,471

Warnings: Masterbation, fantasies, male receiving

A/N: This is my first time really writing any smut related thing with Dean, so constructive criticism is welcome!

The three of you were waiting for a hunt to come along, so each of you trying finding something to pass the time. Sam of course, had taken to reading the books in the library or organizing them since Dean would often mess them up. Dean decided to tackle washing the vehicles, which only took him a couple hours so past that he was bored. You had decided it would be a good time to do some yoga and even clean up the bunker. Both of these things had cured someone of their boredom though.

Dean’s green eyes were fixated on you in the kitchen as you cleaned. He was leaning against a counter with his beer in his hand, eyes washing over your entire body. Dean loved watching the way your muscles worked as you washed off the stove, the way your shirt hiked up your back so he could get the tiniest glimpse of your black him poking out. You were on your knees scrubbing and all he could think about was you in front of him, with his hand in your hair as you would gaze back up at him before taking him into your mouth. Dean took another swig of his beer, his mouth making a noise as he pulled it away. The sound making you giggle. Soon the idea of you giggling from his stubble gently rubbing your skin as he kissed his way down filled his mind. All he could hear was you laughing and begging him to put his mouth somewhere else, so the tickling sensation of his stubble would turn into one that would rub between your thighs as he buried his tongue inside of you. You would moan out his name and-

“Dean? Dean!”

Dean blinked a bit and came back to focus on you, “Hm?”

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Anyone Else But You

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 16:39:52 -0400

sammy-moo:

Sequel to The One and Last Dance, inspired by this song.

A/N: Sorry this took so long to get posted. I had writer’s block and have also been busy with work. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy!

Words: 720

Characters: Reader, Dean

Warnings: Fluff

A week had went by since Dean left and you placed the letter in his mailbox. You knew he had yet to return since the mailbox was full when you checked yesterday. It had become routine to check anytime you went by the house. It may have been creepy, but you were completely anxious. There wasn’t much room to sleep or eat with all the nerves kicking in. The silence of your apartment was eating away at you so you decided to turn on some music.

Your voice rang throughout the rooms as you cleaned the dishes. However, your singing practice was brought to a startling hault when there was rapid knocking at your door. You grabbed the nearest pot and headed towards your door. Since you were too short to see out your peep hole, you slowly opened the door.

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Last Dance

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 16:35:31 -0400

sammy-moo:

Sequel to The One and inspired by this song
Words: 593
Characters: Dean, Reader, mentions of Sam
Warnings: Angst
After Dean had walked off you were quick to grab the rest of the things you needed before making a line for the checkout. You kept your focus on the cashier as they bagged and rang up your items. Dean’s fake smile had broke your heart and every part of you wanted to see his genuine smile. The past few months for you had sucked. What you truly wanted was to run straight back for Dean, but you were angry and hurt. You know what you said had struck Dean pretty hard. In all honesty, you wanted to be something more than friends again. He was the one for you, and he would always be all you ever wanted.
“$80.76,” the cashier said for a second time.
“Oh, sorry.” You pulled your wallet out and handed him the money, “Keep the change.“
You quickly piled your bags in your cart and hurried for the door. Your eyes scanned the parking lot, searching for any sign of the Impala. It was clear Dean had left. A sigh escaped your lips and you gathered your things into your trunk before making your way to your small apartment.
You had put everything away and sat on your couch. As you absently stroked your finger with your thumb you contemplated about heading over to his place. You glanced down at your ring finger as you kept stroking. It felt off, naked even without the ring on your hand. With your free hand you snatched up your phone. You had deleted all of Dean’s numbers, except for one number in particular. You had kept Sam’s because even if you weren’t with Dean, Sam was always a brother to you. You could always vent and talk with him about anything. Sam had given you advice about Dean on more than one occasion, so this wouldn’t be any different.
The phone rang three times before someone answered, however it wasn’t Sam.
"Sam?"
"Sorry wrong number."
You pulled the phone away to watch the call end. Sam had gotten a new number…. It didn’t surprise you since they’d often switch numbers. It was a habit they picked up from when they worked with Frank.
You quickly grabbed your keys and headed for your car. You were finally doing what you wanted to do for the past few months. You just never thought he’d want you back. That he’d never return, but seeing him today you knew. You knew just how broken he was even though he lied. He was feeling the same way you were.
You finally reached the house and found no signs of the Impala. The only car here was Sam’s and you quickly headed for the door. You stood on the porch frozen. What if Sam wouldn’t answer? What if he did and told you to leave? With a shaky breath, you knocked. You waited a few moments before there was no answer. Sam wasn’t here. Which meant if Sam’s car was here but he wasn’t, Sam was gone with Dean. Dean had left to go hunting. Which meant there’d be no telling when he’d return, and if you’d even get to tell him how you felt.
You slowly eased yourself down onto the steps. All you could do was hug your knees to your chest. Your mind was reeling with many thoughts colliding at once.
All you wanted was to get him back- to make it alright. Forget everything that drove you a part and remember what brought you together. Because for you, Dean was your one.
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The One

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 16:32:29 -0400

sammy-moo:

A/N: This is a one shot inspired by this song.

Words: 552

Characters: Dean, Reader, mentions of Sam

Warnings: Angst, mentions of seperation

Dean’s green eyes watched as you put things into your cart. It had been months since he had last seen you- since you left and gave back the ring. The arguement had gotten out of hand and you broke up. Which lead the both of you down to this. You wanted to go back to the beginning when you were friends and never anything more.

Dean gulped and gave you a small nod with a smile as he passed. You matched his smile.

“How’ve you been,” you asked softly.

Dean forced a bigger smile that could have even had himself fooled, “I’ve been fine.“

You frowned a bit, "Have you heard from Sam lately?”

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Masterlist

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 16:24:34 -0400

sammy-moo:

Originals
To those who ask the question “Why?”
River
Pinterest Prompts
Closed
Supernatural Imagines
Sam’s hair kink
First words
Dibs
Guardian angel- Gabriel
Fixing Baby
It’s Gabrielle, not Gabriel
Crowley and the cage
Playing in the Impala
Sam painting your toe nails
Rock n Roll Hall of Fame
Snowball fight
Your daughter is Gabriel’s mate
Sharing candy with Jack
Tech crew with Sam
Jack meeting your daughter
Going to Prom with Jack
Supernatural One Shots
Dean
The One
Last Dance (Sequel to The One)
Flowers and Freckles (Writing Challenge)
Anyone Else But You (Sequel to Last Dance)
Mark After Mark
A Little Help
Sam
Burned (Writing Challenge)
This I Promise You (Writing Challenge)
The Bet
Sunshine
Never Have I Ever
Dead! (Writing Challenge, no ships)
Heat of the Moment
Crystallize (Writing Challenge)
Space, Dude
Down in the Woods (Writing Challenge)
48 Hours
Drunk Confessions (Writing Challenge)
Ignore It (Writing Challenge)
The Moose Next Door (Writing Challenge)
Trapped in Hell (Writing Challenge)
Red Riding Hood (Writing Challenge)
Senior Year (Writing Challenge)
12 Days of Christmas Masterlist (Writing Challenge, mostly Sam)
Christmas Morning (Writing Challenge)
More Than Okay (Writing Challenge)
Welcome Home (Writing Challenge)
Can’t Ignore It (Sequel to Ignore It)
Gabriel
Guarded
Cas
Castiel’s Creations
RPFS
Super Awkward (Jared x Reader, Writing Challenge)
Supernatural Drabbles
Tension
Pranked
Spider
Am I doing this right?
Put down the drink
Supernatural Fics
Sam
Lust in Hell
30 Days of Sam Winchester Masterlist
The Hunter’s Son Masterlist
Taking Chances Masterlist
Dean
30 Days of Dean Winchester Masterlist
Marvel Imagines
Peter Parker
Salt Senses
Marvel One Shots
Bucky
Forgotten (Writing Challenge)

Unleashed: Part Two

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 16:22:38 -0400

supersleepygoat:

Pairing: Omega!Reader x Alpha!Dean, Alpha!Sam

Requested by Anonymous: Could you do a fic where the reader is an omega but doesn’t want to be, so she stays independent and takes heat suppressants so that she can pass as a beta. She is a hunter and lives in the bunker. She forgets to take her heat suppressants and goes into heat and Alpha Dean mates with her and claims her. When she comes out of heat she’s super angry about but it works out in the end. I think it could be a fun series idea but just a one shot is still great!

Summary: You have hidden your Omega status from the Alpha Winchesters for years. When you slip up on taking your suppressants, your inner Omega is let off her leash and both you and Dean give into your more basic impulses. Is it nothing more than a regretful mistake? Or, can you lean to accept yourself and your feelings for the Alpha before it’s too late?

Word Count: 3,327

Warnings: ABO Dynamics. Smut. Male Masturbation. NSFW. 18+.

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Sexy Mutt (Dog!Dean x Reader) Part Nine: The End

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 16:05:45 -0400

larajadeschmidt13:

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Part Nine

When I woke up the next morning, Dean wasn’t next to me. I frowned and walked around the apartment, not finding him. I went to pull out my phone when I looked at the fridge and in magnets read,

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I Won’t Tell ‘Em Your Name

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 15:56:27 -0400

luci-in-trenchcoats:

Summary: After a failed attempt on her life by her husband, the reader is forced into witness protection and a new home where she meets her new neighbor, Dean Winchester, who may be exactly what she needs…

Pairing: Neighbor!Dean x reader

Word Count: 7,200ish

Warnings: language, lil bit of violence, mention of injury

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Imagine: Wearing one of Dean’s shirts to get his attention.

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 11:48:18 -0400

anotherwaywardsister:

Imagine: Wearing one of Dean’s shirts to get his attention.
Word Count: 215
Warnings: Light Smut. NSFW gif under the cut.

You hummed a low tune in the back of your throat as you waited for Dean. You were suppose to be getting ready to head to the local police station in the little town where you were working a case. Instead, you sat on the faded comforter of the motel bed with only Dean’s shirt to cover you. You had plans other than going to the police station. Sammy would be fine by himself.

The door to restroom came open and Dean walked passed you without so much as a second glance. You chuckled to yourself as you watched him rummage through the little storage closet that held his suit. Finally when he couldn’t find what he was looking for, he turned in your direction.

“Babe, Have you seen my…. Holy shit.” You heard him say as his eyes landed on you. You smirked at him as he devoured your body.

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Imagine: Wearing one of Dean’s shirts to get his attention.

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 11:48:05 -0400

anotherwaywardsister:

Imagine: Wearing one of Dean’s shirts to get his attention.
Word Count: 215
Warnings: Light Smut. NSFW gif under the cut.

You hummed a low tune in the back of your throat as you waited for Dean. You were suppose to be getting ready to head to the local police station in the little town where you were working a case. Instead, you sat on the faded comforter of the motel bed with only Dean’s shirt to cover you. You had plans other than going to the police station. Sammy would be fine by himself.

The door to restroom came open and Dean walked passed you without so much as a second glance. You chuckled to yourself as you watched him rummage through the little storage closet that held his suit. Finally when he couldn’t find what he was looking for, he turned in your direction.

“Babe, Have you seen my…. Holy shit.” You heard him say as his eyes landed on you. You smirked at him as he devoured your body.

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Imagine: Dean Remembering The First Time He Met You.

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 11:41:20 -0400

anotherwaywardsister:

Summary: Dean dreams of the first time he met you.
Words: 353
Warnings: As always floofy of Doom.
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He couldn’t help but stare as he watched you from across the bar. He had just met you the night before, but he had been impressed with you right away. You had taken out three large vampires with a rage that seemed to soak into the air. Now you were smiling prettily at your curly haired friend as you downed a few beers in a victory celebration.

“Hey Winchester! Come join us!” He heard you call. Your smile turning to him in a dazzling display of pure joy. Dean’s eyebrows furrowed together as a knot twisted in his stomach and his heart began to race. You waved a beer his way and he felt his mouth go dry. You were a pretty girl with a pretty heart.   Shuffling over to the table, he smiled as he took the beer from your hand. It was hard to ignore the electricity from your touch.

The girl you called Charlotte was laughing animatedly and slapping the shoulder of his brother. Sam was already seven drinks in and was taking it in stride. You rolled your pretty eyes before turning to him.

“Excuse my friend. She’s a little crazy.” You said with a giggle. Your hair falling in your eyes and Dean had to resist the urge to tuck it behind your ear. It was an oddly numbing feeling that he couldn’t show you such intimacy. There was just something about the way you smiled. He couldn’t put his finger on it yet, but he wished he could allow himself to bring the thoughts to life.

Dean’s eyes flickered open and scanned the room. Same cheap curtains, same bad paint, and same scratchy comforter. The only thing that was different was you lying next to him. Your lips parted as your breath came in a slow rhythm pattern. Your hand resting on his nude hip and a piece of your hair having fallen. He smiled as he reached over and tucked it behind your ear.

This was the thought he should have had from the beginning.    You were meant to be his.

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Imagine: Dean Remembering The First Time He Met You.

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 11:41:16 -0400

anotherwaywardsister:

Summary: Dean dreams of the first time he met you.
Words: 353
Warnings: As always floofy of Doom.
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THANK YOU. FEEDBACK IS AWESOME! Please comment or send me an ask. It keeps me writing.

He couldn’t help but stare as he watched you from across the bar. He had just met you the night before, but he had been impressed with you right away. You had taken out three large vampires with a rage that seemed to soak into the air. Now you were smiling prettily at your curly haired friend as you downed a few beers in a victory celebration.

“Hey Winchester! Come join us!” He heard you call. Your smile turning to him in a dazzling display of pure joy. Dean’s eyebrows furrowed together as a knot twisted in his stomach and his heart began to race. You waved a beer his way and he felt his mouth go dry. You were a pretty girl with a pretty heart.   Shuffling over to the table, he smiled as he took the beer from your hand. It was hard to ignore the electricity from your touch.

The girl you called Charlotte was laughing animatedly and slapping the shoulder of his brother. Sam was already seven drinks in and was taking it in stride. You rolled your pretty eyes before turning to him.

“Excuse my friend. She’s a little crazy.” You said with a giggle. Your hair falling in your eyes and Dean had to resist the urge to tuck it behind your ear. It was an oddly numbing feeling that he couldn’t show you such intimacy. There was just something about the way you smiled. He couldn’t put his finger on it yet, but he wished he could allow himself to bring the thoughts to life.

Dean’s eyes flickered open and scanned the room. Same cheap curtains, same bad paint, and same scratchy comforter. The only thing that was different was you lying next to him. Your lips parted as your breath came in a slow rhythm pattern. Your hand resting on his nude hip and a piece of your hair having fallen. He smiled as he reached over and tucked it behind your ear.

This was the thought he should have had from the beginning.    You were meant to be his.

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Can’t Resist You: Dean x Reader Smut

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 09:21:49 -0400

anotherwaywardsister:

Anonymous said:I know the dean drabbles don’t start till the 2nd, but I’ve had this request iv been wanting for a really long time where the reader is much younger than dean (like 21 and hes his current age) but they are together and as well as really loving each other, and have super kinky sex (dom dean). Its ok if you don’t want to do it, its kind of a lame request and its early.
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Imagine: Teasing Dean All Week For Fun.

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 09:19:07 -0400

anotherwaywardsister:

Anonymous said: Sinful Sunday idea! The reader teasing Dean all week, then on, you guessed it, Sunday she gives him a dance and maybe something after if he’s good?

Imagine: Teasing Dean All Week For Fun.
Word Count: 186
Warnings: Nothing too dirty. A little smutty. :)

Dean could have killed you if he didn’t love you so damn much. The three of you had been on a hunt all week and were forced to share a motel room. He would normally be doing all kinds of dirty things to you, but instead he was stuck snuggling while Sam snored from the other bed.
You had proceeded to tease him the whole week. Brushing up against him unnecessarily close, bending over in that one shirt of yours to pick up files you “dropped”, or when you were playing footsie under the table at dinner. Finally today, Sunday, you sat in his lap grinding obscenely against him to “Pour Some Sugar On Me.”
The laugh that poured from your sweet lips was enough to drive him mad, but the whisper that came with it would be his demise.
“You’ve been such a good boy this week. I have so much in store for us tonight.”

Twice

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 08:59:09 -0400

onlydeanandjensen:

Author: @onlydeanandjensen

Pairing: boyfriend!Dean x reader

Characters: Dean, reader and Sam

Warnings: angst

Summary: After an unsuccessful hunt where an innocent person got killed before you, Sam and Dean managed to kill the vamp, Dean becomes angry at himself for failing miserably.

Side note: One shot inspired by a powerful ballad ‘Twice’ by Christina Aquilera. I used a few verses as well but altered them a little so they would fit better.

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karmaplus: Let’s just say that in the second one, I’m not...

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 06:03:42 -0400

karmaplus:

Let’s just say that in the second one, I’m not focusing on his smile.

A Distraction Spell; pt. 2

Tue, 26 Jun 2018 06:03:03 -0400

onlydeanandjensen:

Author: @onlydeanandjensen

Pairing: Dean x reader

Characters: Dean, reader, Sam and Rowena

Warnings: fluff, little angst, language

Summary: You and Dean fooled around a little and by the end of your intimate adventure, Sam revealed the real reason why it happened - a love spell. Reader, who holds feelings for Dean and thought that the intimate act was an act of love, is left confused. Was is just the spell or does Dean really holds feelings for her?

Read part 1 here

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