I'm going to try writing supernatural fanfiction. "Try". I use to write fanfiction, but that was five or so years ago so my writing skills are pretty rusty.
It was when he was a teen, they were stationed in a city for longer than usual for a hard hunt, so his dad had enrolled him and Sammy into the local school. Because of how the school was set up he could easily get to Sammy when needed and saw him around the school often.
Before he saw you that day he had first seen Sammy, getting picked on and bullied by teens in his age. He saw everyone else, surrounding his brother and the bullies and laughing. No one stepping in to help. He was about to go assist his little brother when he finally saw you.
You seemed to be slightly plump, you wore extra baggy clothing that hid your body from view, your hair was long and worn down. Most would probably take you as the submissive type, but you were anything but. You held your head high and put yourself between Sammy and his attackers. You stared them right in the eyes and told them politely to back off.
You never once took your eyes from them, you didn't back away even after they started bullying you. You didn't flinch at any of their insults and eventually they lost interest and left.
He remembered your expression go from stoic to kind when you looked away from them and turned your attention to Sammy, to ask if he was okay.
Yes, he remembered this day clearly. It was the first say he saw you, the first time his heart reacted before another part of his body. It was the day he fell in love with you.
You sighed softly as you peeked through the blinds and studied the two figures that stood just in front of your property. They arrived a few days ago, a demon and an angel, an odd combination but you could guess as to why they were here. You only hoped that they would get tired of not being able to come on to your property and leave, but knowing how both demons and angels could be you doubted that would happen.
Your brow furrowed as you heard the loud engine of a car approaching. For you to be able to hear it meant that whoever it was, was coming to your home. So many visitors recently you thought with a frown as you moved away from the window. It seems like you would have to deal with them after all.
Hearing the stairs creak your gaze went toward them, there you saw your companion. Your protector. He has been with you since you were an infant, sent by your true father to protect you. The large black canine was an intimidating site. Similar to the hounds of hell but not one of them. He was large at his relaxed state and could make himself even larger for battle. His eyes were blue, but turned red when he was angered. He wasn't a simple being, he was smart.
“Alastar, it seems like we will have more guests, Prepare to confront them. I'm not sure yet if they're human or otherwise, but follow my lead.”
Alastar grunted softly and you watched as his body shimmered and his body as well as his aura disappeared. You were still able to sense him, due to the connection you shared, but others no matter who or what they were would not be able to.
Steadying your nerves you approached your front door and grabbed the sheathed sword that rested beside it. Positioning it onto your body you reached for the handle and made your way outside.
* * *
Dean's brow furrowed as he and Sam pulled up next to the truck that Cas and Crowley had been traveling in. Both angel and demon seemed frustrated as the two brothers got out baby and approached them. “What's up Cas? I thought you two were doing fine on your hunt. What did you need us to come for?”
Cas turned toward him with a troubled expression and then motioned toward the house behind them. “We were Dean, but then we reached here and now we cannot even get onto the property. It's warded”
Dean followed where Cas had motioned to, it seemed like they had stopped outside the property line. Inside, in the middle of the property, rested as a small cottage. It seemed old, but well built. He was just about to ask what they thought was inside when the door to the cottage opened, making all four men stiffen and go on guard. He watched as a feminine figure stepped out the door and more questions came up as she headed their way, she looked human. So why was she living all the way out here and why was the place warded against angels and demons?
He watched as she approached them. Her form was confident and guarded as she walked. Her (Y/E/C) eyes narrowed as she studied each of them. His heart began to beat faster as their gazes met, he cursed mentally and turned his attention elsewhere.
She soon came to stop in front of them, her voice was soft as she began to speak “An angel of the lord, a demon, and two humans-hunters I'm guessing. How can I help you all?”
Dean looked to Cas and Crowley and saw them looking at the woman intensely. It was Cas who spoke first “Tell us where Lucifer is” he demanded.
The woman rose an eye brow and titled her head slightly “Lucifer? Why would I know where he is”
“Don't play dumb with us darling. Surely you'd know where daddy dearest is. He was at the bottom of the ocean where he had been sent. Our sources lead us here. So again, we ask- Tell us where Lucifer is” Crowley said evenly as he took a step forward.
Dean wasn't sure what he felt at this news. Daddy dearest? So this was Lucifer's daughter? But how could that be? How could he have a daughter when he was locked away for so long? She looked to be at least in her mid-twenties. Dean frowned as he watched her smirk and shake her head.
“I'm afraid I can't answer that question for you gentlemen.” Her hand went to the sheath of the sword that rested on her hip and all humor left her expression “I'm going to ask you to leave though. You all can either leave by yourself or I can force you out myself”
Dean felt his annoyance with the woman grow. Well, she had Lucifer's attitude that was for sure. “We aren't going anywhere honey, not until you tell us where Lucifer is. I don't usually like to be rough with women, but we can't let him be free, so I'll do what I have to” he stepped forward and began to approach her when he felt a hand on his arm.
Cas looked at him with a stern gaze “Take caution Dean” he warned.
A chuckle came from the woman in front of them “I'd listen to the angel, human. I won't repeat myself again. Leave my property. I do not know where my father is. If you do not leave, we will make all four of you leave”
Dean grunted and shrugged Cas' hand from him. He took another step forward but stilled when he heard a growl come from beside the girl. His eyes widened as a large black dog materialized beside her. It's eyes were red and it was snarling as them, revealing a lot of sharp teeth. “What the fuck is that? A hell hound?!”
Cas was the one that answered his question “No. It's a guardian. We will retreat for now Y/N, but we will be back” he stated, before turning to Dean “Come Dean”
Dean followed the other three men back to their cars, glancing back at the woman and the large canine as he walked. They never moved, Their eyes trained on them. Once they got to their cars he turned to Cas. “What the hell Cas?! We came all this way and then we are just going to leave cause she told us to?”
Cas sighed in frustration “I didn't expect her to have one of the guardian beasts with her. Her power is stronger than I thought it would be as well. We need to retreat and plan on how we are going to do this.”
He saw Sam nod from beside him. “Do you think she is like Lucifer? She didn't seem to fond of humans. Maybe she is working with him?”
Cas nodded “I believe she knows more than she is letting on. Let's go back and figure this out.”
With that Cas and Crowley got back into their truck and started driving. Dean turned back to the house and saw that the woman, Y/N is what Cas called her and the large canine were still there, just staring at them.
Sam cleared his throat “Come on Dean, we better hurry to catch up with Cas and Crowley. Don't worry, we'll figure this out.”
Dean grumbled but after looking at them one last time, he went back to baby and got inside. After Sam joined him he started her up and followed the dirt trail that lead them out of here.
* * *
You watched as all of the men finally left. A breath of relief finally left you when they were all out of sight. You felt Alastar's wet nose nudge your arm and you smiled softly at your companion, letting yourself relax slightly. “They'll be back Alastar. We should prepare for it.”
He huffed in response. He reverted back to his smaller form. You took one last look around the clearing and then spread your aura to make sure that it was clear. Nothing but the standard wildlife. Knowing that you were once again alone you went back inside your home and made your way downstairs.
Going into the guest bedroom, you approached the bed, your gaze gentle as you looked down at the being sleeping on it “Don't worry father, I'll keep you safe”.
Disclaimer: Lyrics are by the artist known as Miyavi. I own nothing of them or supernatural.
Warnings: Not a warm and fuzzy song fic. really short.
A/N: If any smut writers out there need a song to inspire you, i’d recommend checking out Miyavi’s song “Secret”. On a side note, this isn’t a great little drabble, but something that came to my head when i was listening to the song*which is below*
Dean sighed softly as he looked down at you, you were sleeping and it felt peaceful, being here with you in bed, in the safety of your home. That's one of the reasons why he liked coming to visit you. You were his oasis. When he was with you he could forget about everything else. About the monsters in the dark, about his father, about protecting the world and his younger brother. It all disappeared when he was with you. All the anger, the bitterness, all the negative feelings he carried every single day disappeared when he was with you. You meant a lot to him, which is why it made this so hard.
Leave you lying in your bed
Black rain is in my head
As the sun fills the blue sky
There is danger on the horizon
We can't stay to see this war
So I'll move you to the shores
Where you'll be so far from home
Carefully, to make sure he didn't wake you, he slowly got out of bed. Quietly he got dressed, he looked at you once more and smiled sadly before heading to the door, quietly he left the room and left your house.
Sa-ku-ra
Is falling down
He knew that you wouldn't want this. That if he stayed and talked to you about it you would tell him not to go, not like he was planning to. That you could help him, but he didn't want that. So many people have gotten hurt, have gotten killed because of him. He couldn't lose you too. Walking outside he got into his car and started it, quickly pulling out of your driveway and onto the road. He started toward the hotel where his brother was waiting.
This is the way, the way, the way, the way to guard you
To be far away, away, away from you
I'll do anything to take away the pain that harms you
And count every second till the skies are blue
He knew he had to guard you, even if you didn't want him to. From the demons and from the war that was going on. What was to come would cause a lot of casualties and he didn't want you to be among them. It'd be hard, to distance himself from you, to keep away completely. Coming up to the hotel he sighed and looked at his cell phone that rested on the seat beside him. Picking it up he opened the back and took out the battery. He knew as soon as you awoke you'd try to reach him. He couldn't answer, if he did it would make it even harder to leave.
Now we have to face our fears
It might turn our smiles to tears
But we're right on the front line
So for now we can't reunite
I keep dreaming of the past
But it just never lasts
How I wish time could go back
He wished more than anything that it didn't have to be this way, that you could both be normal. Live a happy life together where your only worries are paying bills on time. But he couldn't, that wasn't his life. In his life he fought demons, monsters. In his life there was no happy ending. He couldn't pull you into this life, you deserve so much better. So much more.
Sa-ku-ra
Is falling down
This is the way, the way, the way, the way to guard you
To be far away, away, away from you
I'll do anything to take away the pain that harms you
And count every second till the skies are blue
This is the way, the way, the way, the way to guard you
To be far away, away, away from you
I'll do anything to take away the pain that harms you
And count every second till the skies are blue
Leaving you was the only thing he could do to ensure that you got a happy ending. Even if it wasn't with him.
I, uh…. kind of hate anime for no good reason. I guess hate is too strong a word. I just don’t get it. I’m not into it at all. I don’t think I could sit through supernatural anime. Anime Jensen? No thanks I prefer for real Jensen.
I have it. I actually watched this first, it got me into supernatural. I prefer the live action one over the anime but the anime is still really good. It covers some things that the live action doesn't and has new adventures and such. I was actually thinking about rewatching it soon while waiting for new episodes of the live action one ha.
So I’ve seen tons of Professor AUs so I thought..what about Cas? Here you are about to enter your senior year when you find out your language credits never transferred. You get stuck in with the Russian majors, the weirdos really, and find yourself stuck in a class with Professor Novak. You want to remain objective..he’s your professor! But there’s something about those blue eyes.
Cas x Reader
Words: 4,500
Warnings: I am sorry? There is a very emotional scene in this chapter. It is an event that many people go through in their lifetime and I knew I wanted to write this as a part of their relationship journey. I’m not putting it in the warnings. This is a fictional account of a very real life possibility. If you ever need to talk about some of the events you are going to read about in the next chapter, my inbox is always open. Good luck and enjoy. Also feel free to not read this section if you feel that your emotional stability will be compromised, I will completely and utterly understand.
Summary: Ten years ago, you sold your soul to a crossroads demon. Now, when your time has come, you desperately leave something in the Winchesters’ doorstep.
Word Count: 3,106
Warnings: Violence, brief.
Part 1 Part 2 Christmas Interlude Part 3
A/N: We are almost at the end, only one part left! Thank you to Jess, @abaddonwithyall, with all the help she gave me when I thought this story was over v.v.
Feedback is loved and appreciated!
Just wanted to say thank you to @bovaria and @abaddonwithyall for being awesome writers and producing work that is well written and addictive to read. I just became of a fan of supernatural fanfiction recently(well and supernatural actually, finished all 10 seasons the last few months ha) and I find both of your works to be enjoyable to read. It’s also great that you guys update so often!(I don’t know how you both do it, produce such great work so quickly!) so yeah, thanks :)
No problem! I don't give feedback often and that's because I'm terrible at it really(and I know how much feedback is appreciated by authors) so I figured I'd let you guys know this way because your work is really good. It's not a bad thing that you update often! I don't know if you guys are ever planning on publishing your own stories but if so, being able to update so often would be good for that I think ^.^
Just wanted to say thank you to @bovaria and @abaddonwithyall for being awesome writers and producing work that is well written and addictive to read. I just became of a fan of supernatural fanfiction recently(well and supernatural actually, finished all 10 seasons the last few months ha) and I find both of your works to be enjoyable to read. It's also great that you guys update so often!(I don't know how you both do it, produce such great work so quickly!) so yeah, thanks :)
A/N: This will probably be a two-three shot depending. I’m not sure on the pairing yet, but there will be one. If there is a specific pairing you’d like in this story, let me know because at this point reader can be paired with anyone :)
Warnings: None I don’t think. Um, unless bad grammar is a warning. I’m a comma whore, just putting that out there and I haven’t written a story in five years so my writing is rusty.
Not sure when the next one will be out. I have a bird and she has removed most of the keys from my keyboard, I can still use it but it takes me awhile to type stuff XD
Word count: 2,502
It had started off as a normal day for you, you had been running errands and getting things done that you had been putting off all week. Then you went to the bank and that is when your day took a turn for the worst. As you were standing in line to withdraw some money four men entered, with masks covering their faces and guns in their hand. They threatened everyone, told them to get down, while two went to get money from the back, the other two stayed up front watching everyone that was there.
It was then that you noticed the little kid in the corner, you wondered what he was doing by himself and why he wasn't huddled safely with one of his parents, but then you couldn't think about it any further when he started to rise. One of the gunmen noticed and approached the little boy, yelling at him to get down. The little boy was obviously too frightened to listen and stood there crying. As you saw the man begin to get closer to the little boy you forgot about your own fear, the only thing on your mind was protecting the child.
It all happened so fast, one moment you were lying on the floor and the next you were rushing in front of the boy and facing the masked man. You told him to leave the boy alone, which only seemed to irritate him more because he pointed the gun at you and fired. You heard his partner yell at him, telling him they weren't suppose to shoot anyone, the man seemed frustrated and shoved you aside. You were still shocked from being shot, and you weren't sure where you were shot-you felt the pain when it entered but your mind didn't register where it had entered, because of your shock you didn't have your footing when the man pushed you which lead to you going back with the force of the push and losing your footing. You felt a sharp pain in your head and then you had lost your vision. Everything you saw was black.
You were still conscious though, you could hear all going on around you. You could hear the boy crying and some people shouting and then you heard….growling? Not just growling, it was more like a full on snarl. Where was that coming from? It started to grow and as it grew you felt your body grow hotter, like someone was wrapping you up in a blanket. The shouting stopped, you could still hear the child whimpering softly, but it seemed as though everyone in the room was tense, it was so quiet you were sure you could hear a needle drop. You heard someone begin to approach where you were, their footsteps heavy, you acknowledged that it was one of the robbers when he spoke “Where is that growling coming from?” Ah, you thought, so they could hear it too.
As the man got closer to you the growling got louder, by the time he reached you it was so loud it was the only thing you could hear. Then in the background you heard the man curse and then you heard yelling, after that you finally lost consciousness.
* * *
You awoke suddenly, your head pounding you slowly opened your eyes and were relieved that the room you were in was dimly lit. You brow furrowed as you glanced around the room, where were you exactly? Last thing you knew you were at the bank. Your eyes widened at that thought and you began checking your body for the gun shot wound you would have. You frowned as you found the blood spot on your upper thigh, taking a deep breath you pulled down your pants slightly to see the area, preparing yourself for the worst. What you found shocked you, or it's more what you didn't find that shocked you. There was nothing there, no wound, no scar. If you didn't have the blood on your pants you'd believe that nothing happened to you.
You hesitantly rose and were once again surprised to find that aside from being a little light headed, nothing felt off. Were you dead? Was that why you didn't have a wound and why you were no longer at the bank. Frowning you went to the door of the room and opened it. Stepping out into the hallway you slowly began to go down it. You weren't sure where you were going, you just hoped that you'd find someone soon so you could at least figure out where you were. Cause this sure didn't seem like heaven or hell.
You continued for awhile and then you heard voices, quickening your pace you followed them until you got to the entrance of the room, unsure of who they were you decided to stay hidden and hear what they were saying.
“You can't just kill her Dean! We don't even know fully what happened, we were there and saw everything” one male stated.
Another male responded, his voice rougher than the firsts and you assumed he was Dean. “Exactly! We don't know what happened, all we know is that some growling came from her and then those robbers were killed Sammy! They weren't just killed swiftly either, they were torn apart. By something invisible and that left paw prints. Sounds familiar doesn't it?”
The first male, Sammy you acknowledged, huffed “So what Dean? You think she'QAZ2WHGs a hell hound or something?”
“No I don't think she's a hell hound, but I do think she has one tied to her somehow and the only way to get rid of that is to remove her or have her release it” Dean replied.
Deciding that you've heard enough you stepped into the doorway of the room they were in, you weren't sure which one was Sammy and which was Dean but they were both tall. The one with longer hair was taller than the one with short hair. You cleared your throat and straightened as they turned their attention toward you “Could you guys please tell me where I am? I need to get back home...”
The shorter of the two scoffed, “You aren't going anywhere sweetheart, not until we figure out what's going on”
The taller one glared at the other and then softened his expression when he turned his attention back to you “You're at our home. What's your name?” he questioned.
You tensed at what the first one had said, but decided to answer the question that was asked “My name is Y/N”
The taller one smiled softly “Well Y/N, my name is Sam and this is my older brother dean” he replied, motioning to the other man as he introduced him. You nodded, at least you had a name to a face now. Sam started speaking again “Can you tell us what happened at the bank?” he questioned.
You frowned “I don't remember. There was a robbery and then I saw the little boy was being bothered by the one man. I thought he would hurt the buy so I acted on instinct, to protect him. Then I was shot and knocked out.”
“what about the hell hound that came from you, know anything about that?” Dean questioned.
Your brow furrowed “What hell hound? What are you talking about?” this guy was crazy, that you were sure of.
He seemed to want to say something more but was stopped by Sam, who approached you slowly “Before we talk more about that, why don't we look at your wounds? We bandaged your head but the bleeding stopped on your leg so we left it until you regained consciousness. Do you mind if we look at it ?”
You shifted nervously “About that...I looked when I woke up. There wasn't anything”.
Your response made Sam frown and look toward his brother before turning his attention back to you. “Okay well, how about you sit down. We have a friend who can examine you to make sure there is nothing wrong”
Figuring that you had no clue where you were and what these men wanted from you, you nodded and took a seat. Watching them as you waited for this “friend” to appear. You watched as Dean looked up and started speaking “Cas, we need you here right now”. Your brow furrowed and the thought that this guy might be a little crazy surfaced again.
“What do you need Dean?” You stiffened as a voice suddenly appeared behind you, your heart raced and you turned around to face the new person. How did he get into the room so fast? Was he already in the house and that's why Dean called him as he did?
Sam was the next to speak “Cas, we think something is off with her. Could you check?”
The man Cas frowned but nodded, he went around the chair and you followed him, soon he was standing in front of you as you faced forward in your seat. “What am I looking for?” he asked as he continued to hold your gaze.
“Anything different, weird” Sam replied.
Cas nodded and began to roll up his sleeve and approach you. You pushed yourself as far back in the chair as possible “W-wait don't I get a say in this? What is he going to do?” You questioned.
Sam smile softly “If you want to get out of here, it's best to go along with it. The sooner we figure this out, the sooner you can go home.”
Your eyes narrowed at him “What's there to figure out? I have no clue what you're talking about. There's nothing weird or off about me. I'm completely normal”
This time it was Dean who spoke “So getting shot and having it heal fast is completely normal for you?”
You frowned “W-well no, but that doesn't give you the right to do whatever you're going to do. Isn't there another choice?”
Dean smirked “Trust me sweetheart, this is the better choice.”
The man in front of you, Cas, cleared his throat. Your attention drawn back to him you watched as he made eye contact with both Dean and Sam and gestured toward you, before turning his attention back to you. “This is going to hurt.” he stated softly before coming quickly to you. His hand reaching for your stomach.
You didn't have time to respond, Dean and Sam each took a side of you and made it so you could not move. You watched, terrified, as Cas' arm went into you and with it an intense burn. You heard yourself screaming as you were overwhelmed with pain. It felt like it lasted for hours but it was only for a few moments before Cas quickly withdrew his hand and took a step back, looking at you with wide eyes.
Dean and Sam looked at you and then at Cas. They waited for Cas to speak and when he didn't Dean did “So? Did you find anything?”
You listened as you tried to catch your breath, some pain from the experience still remained but is was slowly fading, being replaced by a weird sensation.
Cas nodded “Y-Yes I did. Why do you have her here? What happened?” he questioned as he kept his distance and watched you closely.
Dean and Sam filled him in on what happened at the bank along with their theory that you might have a hell hound in you. At this Cas shook his head “It's not a hell hound. It is something different...”
Dean interrupted him “Then what is it? Is it dangerous? How do we get rid of it?”
Cas frowned “You can't get it out Dean. As for what it is, I'm not sure but I believe it's a beast of legend and yes it can be dangerous but it won't be, not unless it is told to or needs to be”
“What do you mean by that? If it's not dangerous why did it kill those robbers?” Sam questioned.
You watched him curiously for his answer, you weren't sure what was going on and you weren't sure what to believe. You never thought a person could shove their arm into you before, so you were completely stunned at this point and willing just to listen. Your curiosity often overtook the logical side of you.
“It killed them because they were posing a threat to her” Cas replied, motioning toward you. “It pushed me out just now, it gave me a warning. No one has seen a beast of legend before, they were around a long time ago and then just disappeared.” He cautiously got closer to you. “Do you mind if I look at your back really quick?” You frowned but nodded, not completely sure why you were going along with this.
Cas slowly lifted up your shirt, you shivered as he ran your fingers along the skin of your back. “Have you always had this?” he questioned.
You couldn't see what he was talking about, but going off where he was touching you had an idea and you nodded “Y-Yeah, It's my birthmark” you replied.
Cas sighed and put your shirt back down. “It's as I thought, this beast has been with you since you were born. Perhaps longer.”
You frowned “So, does this mean I'm a vessel or something? Like Naruto?”
Cas had no idea what a Naruto was but he shook his head. “No, you're not a vessel. At least not really. Your soul is connected to the beasts, it is tied with you. While it can come out, it cannot do so unless you give it permission or it feels your life is in danger and it needs to protect you.”
You nibbled softly on your bottom lip and nodded. You weren't really sure about everything he said, heck you weren't really sure about anything anymore. But one thing you knew for sure was that your life wasn't going to be the same as it use to be.
“If it was in her all this time, why did it come out now?” Sam questioned.
Cas shook his head “I don't know, it was believed that these beasts were around at the same time as the darkness...”
“So maybe the darkness coming made it come out?” Sam questioned.
Cas nodded “That is a possibility”
Dean had been quietly listening before, you felt his eyes narrow at you “So now what?” he questioned “What do you we do about this?”
Sam sighed “The best thing will be try and find out as much information as we can on the beasts, see what can be done” he turned toward you and gave you a sympathetic smile “Sorry Y/N, we will have to keep you here a little longer'
Well You thought this is great, first you find out you have some sort of beast inside you and now you'll have to remain here until who knows when.
and it has its right paw up! the correct paw for this.
and from the markings on its ears, it looks like it might be a calico cat. which is the luckiest kind!
I’m gonna say something before everyone starts whining about it:
Amara is not a love interest. There are no feelings of love between Dean and Amara. She’s using him, and he’s under her spell. She has a power over him. This is not an issue.
Pairing:Deanxreader Warnings:none, just a random silly Drabble I thought of XD Disclaimer: I don't own dean or anything from supernatural, unfortunately. * * * You had been reading the news online for any cases for you and the guys when you heard the door to the bunker open and heard dean yell for you. "In here" you respond from your seat. You keep your gaze on the page you are currently reading but you can hear him approaching. When his footsteps stop at the entrance of the room you are in you look up and your eyes widen in surprise. "D-dean what are you wearing?" You ask as you rise from your chair and approach him. You could barely contain your amusement as you went over to him. He was wearing some sort of "Santa" themed outfit and it was ridiculous. Getting closer to him you felt the outfit and rose a brow "what kind of material is this?" You question. He smirks and wiggles his eyebrows "Boyfriend material" You chuckle and shake your head. Ah, you sure knew how to chose them.
Sorry I haven’t been around much; work has been hectic and overall life has made me feel like a wilted flower; you can ask @but-deans-back-tho she just hung up with me and I was writing up reports at 11:30 PM and calling my boss and such; anyways I’m still super busy until Friday afternoon; which means little to nothing from me; I know.. I’m the worst. Anyways I wanted to let you know that I have a few personalized drabbles in my drafts that’ll post this weekend. I’m posting the next prof!Novak Friday night and then I plan on posting part 5 of Bad Moon Rising Saturday night:)
I’m gonna go finish this work and try to sleep some. Love y'all and take care of yourselves;; you deserve it.
Don't stress yourself out about getting new stories/chapters out! You can only do what you can and sometimes life gets in the way of writing, you update a lot from what I've seen since I started following you, which not a whole lot of writers do(some only update once or twice a month). Take care and I'll be looking forward to what you post when you post it!
Summary: A/U in which the Reader is married to and has a child with Soldier!Sam.
Pairings/Characters: Sam x Reader, Dean x Jo, Ellen, OC Daughter – Emma
Warnings: Angst. Funerals. Death. Language. General Sadness.
A/N: Thank you to @ohfora67impala, @roseringleader13, and @abaddonwithyall for helping me out this. This project is VERY personal to me and I really appreciate the input. As always, let me know what you think!
And the kinks continue. Enjoy part two of the threesome kink!
Read Faking It, Just Breathe, Sex Hair and Blindfolds, Cold as Ice, Rough Around the Edges, Sticky Sweet, Slow Burn, Adult Film 101, Date Night, Hell on Heels, and The More, The Merrier.
Warning: SMUTTY SMUT, threesome (no Destiel), some grace!kink
Word Count: 2800ish
A/N: Thanks y’all. This series has seen so much love from you, and I appreciate every word. Still several more parts to come, including some kinks I’ve never written before!
Dean dug his fingers into your hips, and you stopped moving for a moment, before you became too overwhelmed.
You looked up at Cas, kneeling in front of you, gently stroking your hair as he waited for whatever came next. You were smugly pleased to see that his mouth was open and he was breathing hard, tongue pressed to his bottom lip. His cheeks were stained bright pink, a gorgeous contrast to how dark his usually bright eyes were as he stared at you.
His eyes are so incredibly blue. They took the breath right out of you.
This man. This man was truly an Angel.
You drop to your knees in front of him, black eyes meeting his. The man stands in front of you; brows furrowed in confusion. His fingers grip the cool metal in his hands, bringing the angel blade to your throat.
“What are you trying to do.”
Oh sweet lucifer. His voice is deep; grave and serious. It’s enough to make your loins quake. Unlike most of your kind, you hadn’t needed a vessel. You had your own body. When you’d sold your soul to find your father; you hadn’t realized just who he was. It’d gotten you into this mess. However, being the King of Hells daughter had its perks. You had free roam of hell and the world above; no one messed you with for the most part.
“Go ahead. Kill me. Thats what you wanna do, right?”
The angel squints, nostrils flared. He’d seen you in action; knew you had a lot of fight and spunk. So why in the name of his glorious father were you surrendering.
“I do not understand. Why are you giving up this fight?”
Your eyes revert back to their normal color, the black fading away in an instant. Castiel tilts his head.
“I dont want to fight you. Castiel.”
His hand drops, the metal of his blade removed from your skin. The angel can tell you’re being truthful.
“Why?”
As you sit there, knees pressed to the cold concrete, something compels you. You dont know what it is, maybe its his eyes. Or his deep voice that seems to rock you to the very core.
“Because Castiel, I want you.”
You steal all my innocence
A love sick melody
Castiel’s eye twitches, his knuckles white. What did you mean you wanted him? Surely you didn’t mean-
The look in your eyes was enough to clue him in. The angel would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t feel an odd attraction to you; the very kind his species were supposed to hate. Blue eyes meet your own once more. Something’s changed within him. The angels glare is now something much darker; eyes predatory. This lust was a feeling that Castiel didn’t get often; but he knew just how to sate it.
He’d always felt an attraction to you; you were the prettiest Demon he’d ever laid eyes upon, if he’d let himself be so honest. You’d helped him in the past, as well as the Winchesters. On many occasions, actually. Being a demon and being Crowley’s daughter did have its own cons, though. You tried to do good, but were somehow always drawn back to your father. In the end, you’d do good only to turn around and do something bad in return. Castiel could see the good in you. Demon or not. You weren’t like the others, he could sense it deep within himself.
The longer the two of you stare at each other the thicker the air becomes, lust and desire building with every passing second. Until finally he parts his lips. throwing every sense of duty and righteousness aside.
“I want you too.”
Take me
Lips press against lips; teeth against teeth. His fingers are in your hair, palms pressing against your skin. The kiss is feverish, hot and heavy. There’s an electric spark between the two of you. Your own personal zing.
“Purify me, Castiel.”
Your breath is light; coming out as a mere whisper. He hears you, pushing your back against the cool concrete surface. Your fingers are quick to rip away his backwards tie; throwing the silky fabric to the floor.
You always want the one that you can’t have
Cuz’ Love Isn’t Always Fair
Your naked bodies press into each other; hips grinding, hearts pounding. At first he’s gentle, purring your name. You swear you can see heaven in his eyes. Each thrust is magical; he’s worshiping your body, lips careful to explore every inch of flesh. Nails dig against his scalp, earning you a low growl.
You are the best romance I’ve never had
Cuz’ Love Isn’t Always Fair
You arch your back against the icy floor, purring against his neck. You’ve left small marks, hoping that they’ll last until the next time you see him. The angel is well calculated, hitting every single one of your sensitive spots. The both of you know this is taboo. You know your father would never forgive you if he found out. But you dont care. The only thing that matters is this moment. Right here; Right now.
Your kiss a withered rose
Your lips have buried me
You taste like cherries on his tongue. Castiel savors every kiss, every touch, every clench of your body against his erection. It’s otherworldly to him, how amazing you feel. It’s like nothing he’s ever experienced before.
Hearts race the moments gone
We shared this fantasy
He growls, hips pounding between your legs. You cry out; fingertips digging into the pale flesh of his back. Your orgasm is intense; body trembling in his arms. Castiel dips his head down against your shoulder, releasing a strangled cry as he too reaches his end.
It’s only a moment before the two of you are ripped from your afterglow.
“(Y/N) Where the bloody hell are you!?”
You jolt away from him, pulling up your panties and jeans. He gives you a look of disdain. It’s obvious he doesn’t want this moment to end. Neither do you in all honesty. The angel disappears only moments before your father rounds the corner, stopping in his tracks.
“There you are, come, we have work to do.”
Kneel and pray for closure baby
This is the ride that we’re on, oh
You sit on your bed, knees folded; fingers in a tight ball by your lips. You had to see him again. Had to hear his voice. This was the first time you’d prayed, but you were sure it wouldn’t be the last. You needed to know if this was something more than just sex. It wouldn’t last forever; eventually someone else would find out. You knew that. But you didn’t care. All you cared about was Cas.
It works, he appears in an instant, blue eyes raking over your body. You’re wearing nothing but panties and a t-shirt, giving him the perfect view of your body. Your father was out, taking care of some business in hell and he wouldn’t be back for quite some time.
“It’s a pleasure to see you again, my angel.”
His brow quirks when you open your arms.
“Come here.”
Castiel steps forward, eyes never leaving yours. He shrugs out of his overcoat, letting it fall to the floor.
“Castiel, I’m in love with you.”
There’s a smirk on his lips.
“I am in love with you as well, (Y/N). I have been sense meeting all those months ago.”
And I’m taking what you give to me
Fingertips trail along your hip bones, leaving trails of fire in their wake. Castiel’s tongue darts between your thighs, licking long stripes up your heated sex. He has your leg pushed up against your chest, opening you to him perfectly. Your fingertips rake through his messy hair; mewls tumbling from your lips. It’s music to his ears; spurring him on. As he sucks against your clit he cant help but notice the way you push his head forward, desperate to feel his tongue. With a final suck he has you writhing under his lips, back arching off the silky sheets.
Never want it to stop,
“C-Castiel!”
His name is ripped from your throat as you lower yourself onto him. The angel’s pupils dilate as he watches you; lips parted. You work your hips against his, grinding and swiveling yourself downward. His head falls back, exposing his soft neck. You attack it with your lips instantly, biting and sucking the tender flesh. His voice is raspy as he gasps your name.
I want it all
“I-I cant hold back much longer, (y/n)”
You look down at him, biting your lower lip as you take in his aroused expression. His plump lips are parted, cheeks tinted pink. There is a tiny bit of sweat along his hairline; his brows are furrowed. Blue eyes are dark with lust and desire; pupils fully blown. That look is all it takes.
“C-Cum inside me, Castiel.”
In this temporary love
He bucks upward, bouncing you against his chest. Each thrust is wilder than the last; hitting deep within your walls. You cry his name, tears of pleasure welling up in your eyes. The two of you hit your climax, both bodies trembling and straining.
You always want the one that you can’t have
Cuz’ Love Isn’t Always Fair
He presses his forehead against your own; panting as he strives to catch his baited breath.
Your senses start to come back to you. You remember who you are. What you are. You remember who Castiel is. What he is. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. If anyone, Angel or Demon, found out about the two of you, it’d be the death of you both.
You are the best romance I’ve never had
Cuz’ Love Isn’t Always Fair
The sound of a door opening and closing gets your attention. Castiel is quick to jump off of you, leaving you feeling completely empty.
“I should leave before your father finds us.”
You nod, desperately wanting him to stay. Desperately wanting to be in his warm embrace. Instead you watch as he disappears right in front of you
