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Ruffled feathers

SUMMARY: Sam warns Dean to not upset you, but he doesn’t listen.

WARNINGS: cussing and pet names.

“Dean, stop.” Sam says, watching Dean try to tickle and pinch you. “Come on, it’s funny watching her face.” Dean says, continuing to messes with you.

You huff, trying not to get upset as you push dean away. “Dean, stop.” You say, pushing dean as he continues to pinch you.

“I’m just playing, sweetheart.” He says, pinching your hip a little too hard, leaving a red mark. “I said, stop!” You yell, causing it to start pouring outside, which caused the power go out.

“Shit.” Dean says, backing up as he stares at the shadow on the wall as lightning strikes. Your wings were obviously ruffled. Little feathers and bigger feathers all mixed up into a mess.

Sam gets up fast, noticing the tears forming in your eyes. “Hey, it’s okay.” Sam whispers, rubbing the spot with his thumb where Dean pinched.

You relaxed instantly into his touch, letting your head fall onto his shoulder with a sigh as the rain slows. Your wings slowly, but surely went back to normal, untangling themselves back into the fluffy feathers they were.

“I told you to stop messing with her.” Sam says, looking over at Dean who was still staring at where the shadow of your wings had been.

“I didn’t think she’d go all angel on me! Cas has never done this!” Dean says, lifting his hands up in defense.

Sam shakes his head, turning back to look at you calmly resting against his chest with your wings back to normal and the lightning gone.

:I saw these pngs and thought they were perfect for this idea

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Should I finish writing this? It’s gonna be a smut if I do

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“Metallica?” You say, laughing as Dean covers your eyes, hiding the cassette tape he just put in the Impala.

“No, sweetheart, now you own me a kiss.” He says, moving his hand from your eyes to your cheek. “Hey, that’s not fair! You didn’t even play the tape for more than a minute!” You say, laughing even more as you push his hand away.

“Fine, fine, close your eyes again.” He says, shaking his head as he digs through his box of cassettes, pulling out a Black Sabbath cassette. He knew you would get this one; of course he did.

He puts it in, making sure your eyes are closed as the song starts. “Do you know it yet?” He says, smirking as he watches you think.

“Black Sabbath?” You say, moving your hands away from your eyes. “Wrong again.” he says, pulling the cassette out fast, trying to hide it from you.

“You’re such a liar!” You say, laughing as you try and grab the cassette from him.

“Alright, fine!” he says, pulling the cassette from his jacket, showing you that you were correct and it was Black Sabbath.

“I just wanted a kiss, sweetheart.” he says, making a sad face at you while trying to hide his smirk. “Should have just asked.” You say, leaning over your seat, pulling him into a kiss.

:This is just a little something something for you guys

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Lovesick - d.w

SUMMARY: Dean will do anything to make you his. Apparently that also includes sick and twisted things.

WARNINGS: smut, protected sex, obsession, cheating, pet names (sweetheart)

“Ugh.” You say setting your donut down as your phone lights up on the table. Joe. “What’s wrong?” Dean says looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

“It’s joe. We got into a huge fight the other day over Maddie and now he won’t stop trying to call me.” You say hitting the decline button

He nods leaning his elbows on his knees as you talk. “All he does now is talk about Maddie. I swear it’s like they’re together and I’m just their friend.” You say wiping your hands over your face with a huff.

“Like just the other day I tried to plan a date with him so we could you know have some alone time and he blows me off for her.” You say leaning back in your chair with a sigh.

“Alone time? Like sex?” He says trying not to smirk. “Yes. Like sex. I’m horny and frustrated. Happy?” You say looking at Dean with a glare.

Dean nods drinking the rest of his coffee fast. “You know I could help with that.” He says looking at you with a smirk.

“Which one?” You say biting your lip. “Both.” He says getting up and grabbing you by your hips to lift you into his arms. “But isn’t this like cheating?” You say gasping as Dean kisses your neck.

“Isn’t he like cheating sweetheart?” He says biting down on your shoulder making you moan. You laugh as he throws you in the bed getting on top of you.

“Condom Dean.” You say pulling off your shirt and shorts. “Yeah. Yeah. I know sweetheart.” He says rolling his eyes as he digs through the nightstand while you unhook your bra.

“Found it!” He says holding it up before pulling off his clothes throwing them on the floor with yours. He rips the condom open with his teeth and rolls it on his dick slowly before getting between your legs.

He slowly pulls your underwear down throwing them on the floor somewhere. “You ready?” He says lining his dick up with your entrance. “Yeah.” You say running your hands over his biceps.

“Fuck! Dean!” You gasp as he slides in all the way. “I know. Give it a second.” He says resting his hips against yours as you adjust. The second you relax he slowly pulls moves his hips back and forth.

You moan as you grab onto his back digging your nails into it. “Fuck.” He growls biting your neck. He shifts moving to hit deeper making you gasp in pleasure.

“Dean! I’m gonna!” You say trying to hold on. “It’s okay. I know let go.” He says as he rolls his hips faster to help you finish

You gasp cumming all over his dick within a few minutes he was cumming into the condom. He groans as his head falls onto yours shoulder.

I guess love spells really do work. He thought.

:I think that’s the end of this little series. I hope you guys enjoyed it! I know it wasn’t that long but I’m trying to get better at reading.

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Lovesick - d.w

SUMMARY: Dean will do anything to make you his. Apparently that also includes sick and twisted things.

WARNINGS: obsession, a little suggestive at the start, thoughts of cheating, pet names (sweetheart)

Dean could feel himself trying not to get hard as your hands touched his abs. Fuck. He swears you’re teasing him.

“There.” You say throwing the towel back into the dirty clothes as you leave the bathroom. “Thanks.” He mumbles putting his shirt back on. Yeah. You were definitely teasing him. Dean knew it. Or maybe that was just this stupid love spell messing with him? He thought.

He wince as the shirt touched his skin. Damnit was that coffee hot but you toching him? He would pour all the coffee in the world on himself if it might you’ll touch him like that.

“So have you found any new cases?” You say grabbing your donut from the bag on the table. “Uh. No. Not yet at least” he says walking out the bathroom with what was left of his coffee.

“You know Joe said he found something back in Indiana. He said it was a strand of murders.” You say taking a bite of your donut dropping some crumbs on your chest in the process.

“Joe huh? Thought he was working with what’s her name? Maddie?” he says sipping his coffee. He knew you hated Maddie. I mean she is trying to steal your boyfriend. but hey that means Dean can have you to himself.

“Please don’t remind me.” You say huffing as you set your donut down wiping the crumbs off your shirt. Damn. The things Dean wanted to do with you. He thought as he watched you brush your chest off.

“Still don’t like her?” He says laughing. “No. And you know I don’t. I don’t even like Joe sometimes for hanging out with her.” You say huffing as you finish brushing off your shirt. Don’t like Joe? That’s great! Dean thought smirking to himself.

“I mean what guy hangs out with another girl more than his girlfriend?” You say looking over at Dean who was still smirking. “An idiot sweetheart that’s who” he says sipping his coffee while looking at you.

“So you’re an idiot too? I mean you spend a lot of time with a lot of different girls.” You say holding back a smirk. “I don’t have a girlfriend” he says smirking even more. Maybe I could change that. You thought to yourself.

“What a shame” you say laughing as you took another bite of your donut. “You’re telling me sweetheart.” He says shaking his head.

I hope you guys enjoyed this part!

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Lovesick - d.w

SUMMARY: Dean will do anything to make you his. Apparently that also includes sick and twisted things.

WARNINGS: obsession, thoughts of killing, dirty thoughts, pet names (babe and sweetheart)

Dean could feel his eye twitch as your phone rang. Your boyfriend was the only reason he did this spell in the first place.

He grabs your phone and puts it on silent before grabbing his keys and taking a glance at the bathroom door that was shut. He could hear you putting on your clothes. Fuck. he wishes he could see that right now. He thought as he walked out the door.

He came back 20 minutes later with two coffees and a box of donuts. “Hey y/n they didn’t have any muffins so I got donuts” he says as he kicks the door shut with his boot. “That’s fine babe—shit! Dean! Sorry. I might Dean.” You say from in the bathroom. Geez. What is up with you today? You thought finishing your makeup.

“It’s fine sweetheart” he says walking to the bathroom with your coffee and a donut already half way in his mouth. “Thank you. I don’t know what’s up with me today I must be missing Joe.” You say taking the coffee with a huff. Dean’s jaw clenched at that name. Joe. Your boyfriend. The reason he can’t have you all to himself right now. Fuck. What Dean wouldn’t do to kill that boyfriend of yours—

he paused mid thought as you snapped your fingers in his face. “What’s up with you? You’ve been acting weird all morning.” You say raising your eyebrow at him.

“Nothing. Nothing. just I didn’t sleep well last night that’s all.” He says sipping his coffee so fast he spills it on his chest. “Ow! Fuck!” He yells setting the coffee down and pulling his shirt off fast. “Shit! are you okay? You say instantly grabbing a towel to wipe the coffee off his bare chest.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” He says flinching at your touch. He could definitely get use to feeling this every morning minus the hot coffee.

“I think you’ll be fine it’s probably about leave a mark though” you say touching the mark around forming. Wow. Dean had a really firm chest you wonder how it would feel to press your hands against it as you rode him—

You pause mid thought. Seriously. What is up with you two today? You thought wiping the rest of the coffee off his chest.

: here is the part two you guys were asking for hope you enjoyed!

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Lovesick - d.w

SUMMARY: Dean will do anything to make you his. Apparently that also includes sick and twisted things.

WARNINGS: smut, obsession, dean being a prev

Dean knew it was a stupid idea. Of course he did. Why do you think he didn’t tell Sam what his plan was? Cause he knew better then to mess with things. Especially things he can’t control. Like you loving him.

It was just a harmless spell right? Dean thought. All this witch was gonna do was make a little love spell and Dean and you would be together forever no strings attached right? Wrong. So very very very wrong.

The spell working on you which was great. But for Dean? It worked a little too well. The witch had warned Dean. “Love is a dangerous thing boy.” She told him before doing the spell. Pff. what’s the worst that could happen? Dean thought.

The next day after the witch did her magic Dean woke up early. More early than normal. Too early. What was he doing up at this hour? You thought hearing him move around outside the bathroom door as you shower.

And what was Dean doing? Watching you. Watching your silhouette in the shower through the crack in the door.

You looked beautiful. More beautiful than normal. Dean knew it was the spell working it’s magic. He could feel his dick beginning to get hard in his boxers. Damn. The things he would do to you if he was in that shower right now.

His thoughts were cut short as he heard the water turn off. Shit. He’s gonna look like a creep staring at his best friend while she showers. He thought backing away from the door and to his bed.

You step out in just a towel drying your hair with another one. “Why are you up so early?” You ask Dean as you squeeze your hair dry. “Couldn’t sleep.” He says moving the blanket over his lap.

“That’s a shame you look cute when you sleep.” You say. Wait. Why did you just say that? You thought. Dean looked up fast at what you said eyes widened. Shit. The spell is working.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” You say trying to hide your embarrassment with a laugh but Dean knew why you said it.

“Uh huh. You want coffee? I was thinking of getting some.” He says getting up fast to put on jeans. “Uh sure.” You say walking back to the bathroom to get dressed.

Dean would have watched you if your phone hadn’t rang right as you closed the bathroom door. Great. Just great. The reason Dean had to do this spell in the first place called. Your boyfriend.

🪦: I might make this a series if you guys like it enough

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Teach me to shoot

SUMMARY: Dean keeps refusing to teach you how to shoot a gun until he finally gives in to your begging

WARNINGS: Gun use, ass slapping (once at the end), pet names (sweetheart).

“Come on you never let me use anything but a knife” you say, crossing your arms as you stare at Dean who was wiping down a gun. “Yeah cause I know you’ll shoot someone on accident sweetheart.” Dean says, smirking slightly as he looks up from the gun.

“I won’t.” You say, huffing as you sit down on the bed making he laugh at your attitude walking closer to rest his hands on your hips. “Look sweetheart. I’ll teach you to shoot yeah? But if you so much as flinch when that gun fires? Never letting you near one again.” He says rubbing your hips softly.

You nod excitedly as you get off the bed and grab his gun. “Ah ah. No.” Dean says, shaking his head as he takes the gun from you. “Not that sweetheart. This.” Dean says, as he picks up a shot gun off the bed.

“You’re less likely to miss with this one. If I want you learning to shoot? Yeah. You’re not gonna miss.” Dean says, as he gives you the gun.

You nod as he grabs shells for the gun. “Come on than sweetheart.” Dean says as he walks out the motel room to the parking lot.

You follow behind him holding the gun as he stands in front of you. “Kay sweetheart. You know how to load this huh?” Dean says softly as he looks at you with a smirk. “I’ve seen you load a gun before Dean.” You say as you blush at how soft his voice got.

“Just making sure.” Dean says, smirking as he hands you the shells to load it. You load the barrel of the gun making sure they are in right before holding it up.

“Okay sweetheart. just aim right at that tree and fire it’s gonna have a little back fire but nothing you can’t handle.” Dean says as he points at a tree straight in front of you guys.

You nod as you start firing hitting the spot he pointed at until you ran out of ammo. “Nice job sweetheart.” Dean says as he grabs the shot gun.

“Can I shot a pistol now?” You say as he shakes the empty shells out the barrel. “Hell no.” Dean says, laughing as he slaps your ass.

🪦: I didn’t know what to add to the end but I hope you guys enjoyed

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An angel has an angel?

SUMMARY: after Cas told Dean and Sam who you were they had a few questions.

WARNINGS: none.

“She’s your wife?” Dean says, looking at cas in shock. “Yes.” Cas says, looking in Dean in confusion. “No offense cas. But how the hell did you pull that?” Dean says, gesturing towards you.

“I don’t understand what you mean Dean.” Cas says, looking back at you than Dean. “He’s flirting with your wife cas.” Sam says, laughing at cas’s reaction.

Cas stares at Sam than Dean still confused. “It’s just a vessel Dean. I don’t really look like this.” You say, looking at Dean. “Oh, I’m well aware sweetheart.” Dean says, looking at you up and down. “Stop staring at my wife Dean.” Cas says, stepping in front of you.

“Okay okay.” Dean says, lifting his hands up as he backs up. “How does that work anyway?” Sam asks, looking at cas and you. “Every angel has an angel. Some get married some don’t.” Cas says, looking at Sam than you. “Some don’t? Than why did you guys?” Dean says, crossing his arms as he looks at cas.

“Me and her have a connection.” Cas says, looking at Dean. “Like soulmates?” Dean says, raising his eyebrow. “Yes. But last I check angel don’t have souls.”

“Yeah I kinda picked up on that.” Dean says, laughing slightly.

🪦: part two of an angel has an angel! I didn’t really know how to go about this part but I think it’s okay! Also if you guys wanna be added to my taglist let me know!!

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An angel has an angel?

SUMMARY: Dean and Sam are shocked when they found out cas has his own angel.

WARNINGS: none.

“Come on it’s bullshit right?” Dean says, rubbing his jaw as he leans over Sam’s shoulder to read the books Bobby gave them about angels. “Not really, I mean think Dean. Angels have bosses so cas saying he has an angel could be true?” Sam says, looking at Dean with raised eyebrows.

“Why would cas need an angel? He is one.” Dean says, grabbing a beer from the fridge slamming it shut. “Maybe it’s like his wife?” Sam says, shrugging his shoulders as he closes the book. “Wife? Right cause cas gets it on upstairs.” Dean says, sarcastically as he takes a sip of his beer.

A loud sound of wind followed by lights flickering happens before cas shows up behind Dean with someone else behind him. “Hello.” Cas says, looking at Dean before all the books on the table. Dean and Sam jump reaching for their guns as they see you behind cas.

“Cas who the hell is that?!” Dean says, pointing his gun at you. “Relax Dean. This is y/n. My angel.” Cas says, moving out the way so Dean could get a better look at you. God. Cas had taste. Dean thought looking you up and down.

“Hello dean.” You say, looking at him. “Hello to you to sweetheart.” Dean says, smirking as he puts his gun down. “Sam.” You say, looking over at Sam as he nods a hello.

“So you’re what exactly?” Dean says, taking a sip from his beer as he looks at you. “An angel.” You say, looking at him confused. “No he means what are you to cas? Like his wife?” Sam says, laughing slightly at your response.

“Wife.” Cas says, looking at you than Sam. Dean and Sam stare at each other in shock.

Angels can have parters too?

🪦: I don’t feel if I like this or not but I wanted to write for more than just Dean

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