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Dean Winchester in SUPERNATURAL

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i need the people who made this roadhouse remake happen to be deeply ashamed of themselves

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Jensen Ackles as Beau Arlen in Big Sky: 3x08 Duck Hunting

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when freddie said

“each morning i get up i die a little”

…i felt that shit.

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Beau Arlen | Big Sky 3.10 

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Miranda Rae Mayo as Stella Kidd Chicago Fire S10E17 | “Keep You Safe”

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my girrrrrllllll

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a slightly cringe-y 2011 horror-ish movie starring minka kelly, leighton meester and danneel ackles ??!??!??!! sign me the fuck up

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Series Masterlist - Smoke Eater

Pairing: Firefighter!Dean Winchester x F. Reader 

Summary: Dean Winchester is the cocky, but well-respected Lieutenant at Firehouse 25. He leads by example, but he’s also known to break a few hearts. He’s starting to crave something he’s never had, though. Something stable. Something real. 

That’s when he meets you, on a truly terrible day, trapped in a rickety old elevator.   

AN: "Smoke eater": a self-appointed slang term for a firefighter.

Get ready for an AU! Several SPN characters will make their appearances: Sam and John Winchester, Castiel as "Cas Novak," Ellen and Jo Harvelle, Jack Kline, Benny Lafitte, Gordon Walker, Meg Masters, Chuck Shurley, Nick (yes, even him), and more!

Series Tags/Warnings: (**18+ only!) There will be a lot of heart, a lot of fun, drama, heartbreak, protective Dean, and even a murder mystery. Rating for eventual smut, perilous situations, and other chapter-specific tags.

Chapters:

Part 1 - Class and Style

Part 2 - Lieutenant Winchester

Part 3 - Got a Hold on Me

Part 4 - Rocky Road

Part 5 - Twitterpated

Part 6 - Just Casual

Part 7 - Cherry Pie & Lemon Drizzle

Part 8 - Likewise, Baby

Part 9 - Do Not Disturb

Part 10 - Toil and Trouble

Part 11 - Heart of the Home

Part 12 - All in the Family

Part 13 - Boiling Point

Part 14 - Message in a Bottle

Part 15 - The Good Part

Part 16 - Break Down the Gates

Part 17 - The Real Deal

Part 18 - V for Vendetta

Part 19 - Sacrifice

Epilogue - Easy as Pie

Series Complete!

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easily one of the best series i’ve ever read 🥹 i love firefighter dean soo much 🥰🫶🏽

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Jensen Ackles as Beau Arlen in Big Sky: 3x08 Duck Hunting

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Big Sky 03.02 | The Woods Are Lovely, Dark and Deep

Beau Arlen appreciation

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Supernatural | 1.03 Dead in the Water

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Three's Not A Crowd

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: Eddie is a big believer in finders keepers, even if it's something he probably should not be keeping.

Word Count: 1.4k+

Warnings: None.

A/N: This is purely self-indulgent. It's a self-insert in the sense that I am Eddie in this situation.

Your first indication of something going on is the inexplicable absence of light. Eddie’s van is clearly parked just outside the trailer so you know he’s inside. Perhaps he’s already asleep, but in all the time you’ve known him, you’ve never once seen his head touch a pillow before 2am. As you climb the steps to the rickety door, your senses are on high alert.

The hinges squeal loudly enough to announce your arrival to anyone with ears within a mile radius. If Eddie was asleep, he probably isn't any longer. You hone in initially on the strong smell of cooked meat and cheese, knowing immediately that it is the aroma of Hamburger Helper: Eddie’s favorite. By all appearances — or scents, rather — he’d recently whipped up a batch in the kitchen. A quick glance in that direction proves that room to be currently empty. 

Dropping your belongings on the small table to your left, you toe off your shoes and squint into the darkness of the hallway. Nothing there either. The hairs on the back of your neck stand up suddenly and a prickling sensation that you’re being watched cascades over your shoulders like a foreboding blanket.

Your socked feet glide smoothly as you ever so slowly spin your body round to face the living room. It’s dark in there, almost too dark to see, but you can just barely make out several shapes standing among the shadows. The table with its collection of magazines and dirty coffee cups, the grubby yet annoyingly comfortable loveseat situated to the left of the window, and the velvety red armchair angled caddy-corner on the far side of the trailer.

It’s when your eyes adjust and pick up on an out-of-place lump in the darkness that you finally fumble along the wall behind you until your fingers drag across the switch beside the door you’d just passed through. A yellowish glow fills the room, bathing everything in light and bringing with it the sight of just the man you’d been looking for; the very definition of guilt plastered across his face.

“Hey, Ed,” you greet, words slow with confusion. “What are you doing sitting in the dark?”

You watch as his pink mouth parts and he inhales, eyebrows raised as he prepares to offer a response. His lips wiggle uselessly for several moments, moving almost cartoonishly as if he’s had to reach far into the depths of his brain to retrieve words from a language he apparently no longer knows how to speak. Almost as quickly as they parted, his lips slam shut and Eddie exhales through his nose in what appears to be some level of frustration.

Eddie’s reaction only furthers your confusion, though you’re distracted by something else altogether now. Bundled in his arms is an orange ball of material and even without being able to see, you can tell it’s the fuzzy Garfield blanket he’s kept since childhood. The end of the tattered fabric drapes across his lap, but it's clear there’s something hidden beneath the rest of the blanket. 

Taking one step and then another, you ready yourself to ask what in the world Eddie could have rolled up inside there. Before you get the chance, the object in question moves and you freeze in the center of the room.

Both of Eddie’s arms and hands are well within view and they’re not moving. The only solution your brain can come up with is that Eddie has gone and done something hair-brained and impulsive, like bringing home a puppy or a kitten. Something you haven’t discussed and in all truth, probably can’t really afford right now. You hope that isn’t the case as you don’t think you can stomach his inevitable disappointment if you tell him he has to bring the poor thing back.

Eyes wide, you remain perplexed by whatever it is Eddie is up to. Your mouth hangs slightly open as you try to find the words to voice one of the many questions racing through your mind. A snuffling sound — muffled and frantic — emits from across the room and your arms spread outward in an unspoken inquiry. There’s something almost ominous in the way Eddie's face morphs to make room for an utterly mischievous grin.

“Okay, hold on,” he warns, something almost sheepish in his tone. “It’s not what it looks like.”

At that exact moment, whatever it is Eddie has trapped in his lap shifts again and the blanket loosens enough for the material to flap open, revealing a portion of what lies hidden underneath. Your brows furrow at the unidentifiable and very furry creature that has begun squirming. All at once, a thick and fluffy tail breaks free from captivity and you immediately recognize the distinct black-and-gray ringed pattern.

“Are you sure?” you ask, the volume of your voice rising as you finally find the wherewithal to respond to Eddie’s previous statement.

“Um. Well…what does it look like?”

“It looks like you somehow wrangled a raccoon and brought it into our house!”

The aforementioned critter chitters noisily then, as if answering on Eddie’s behalf. He at least has the sense to look somewhat apologetic, but the silent glee behind the dark irises of his eyes is undeniable.

“So maybe it’s exactly what it looks like. But…I swear, I can explain!”

The raccoon grows restless, its sounds now resembling more of a grunting growl as it wriggles blindly in Eddie’s grasp. He stands from his perch on the chair and carefully unwraps the mammal until its pointed snout emerges and two large wet black eyes swing in your direction; two eyes about as round and wide as Eddie’s are as he studies you in search of some sort of reaction.

Unfortunately for him, you’re stunned into silence. You have so many questions and very few answers. When Eddie allows the blanket to drop at his feet and you see that the raccoon he holds is a fully grown adult and evidently in no way injured, you have to wonder how the hell he managed to grab the furry scavenger. Sensing your confliction, Eddie shifts the raccoon in his arms and tucks his hands just beneath its front legs.

“Come onnn. Look how cute he is,” Eddie insists. “Little trash man!”

You watch a hopeful smile spread across his boyish face as Eddie raises the plump raccoon and promptly extends his arms in your direction, offering it to you like some kind of giant, furry baby. The raccoon’s round belly swings with the movement and its stumpy back legs dangle limply between the two of you.

He presses his lips together in amusement and you find yourself fighting back your own laugh when he gently sways the raccoon back and forth as if trying to entice you. When the bizarrely human-like fingers on its hands begin grasping at air, you close the distance and timidly take the creature from Eddie.

“Eddie, oh my God,” you hiss under your breath, very aware of how much you sound like a mother scolding her misbehaved child.

But when your hands sink into the warmth of coarse fur and those dexterous little paws grip onto your shirt, any inkling you had to be upset with Eddie evaporates. The raccoon’s tiny and shiny nose wiggles as he sniffs, the leathery surface cold and wet when he presses it to the underside of your chin. One glance at Eddie makes you think he’s mere moments away from clapping his hands and launching into a celebratory jig. With barely restrained joy, he bounces up and down on the balls of his feet as he watches you melt.

“How?” is the only word you can manage as you cradle the remarkably hefty raccoon in your arms. 

Eddie regales you with a heroic tale wherein he’d heard a commotion outside the trailer and found your aluminum trash can bereft of its lid with a wonderful surprise trapped within when he peered over the edge. He tells you how he nearly ripped the door off its hinges racing into the trailer to fetch something to trap the wily raccoon and how — to his utmost delight — his new furry friend showed no signs of fear or panic when offered a crumbly handful of browned beef smothered in artificial cheese sauce.

“So we’re gonna keep ‘im, right?” Eddie wonders, his voice drenched in hope. “Because I already named him, so we kinda have to.”

You couldn’t say no even if you somehow wanted to. But the entire argument becomes moot the moment Eddie begins to scratch behind the raccoon’s round-tipped ears, whispering sweetly to him. And when he leans in to kiss the top of his fuzzy head, prompting the raccoon to squint his doll-like eyes, you know the Munson duo just became the Munson trio.

Joseph Quinn Masterlist ✦ Writing Masterpost

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I am NOT what you’d call a “Dean Winchester Apologist” simply because Dean Winchester has never done anything wrong and therefore has nothing to apologize for

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queen mother

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Jensen Ackles as Beau Arlen in Big Sky: 3x08 Duck Hunting

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i neeeeed beau arlen in my life 🫠

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STEVE HARRINGTON

Stranger Things: S04E09 - The Piggyback

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DEAN WINCHESTER in one random episode per day ‣ 308/327 9.02 DEVIL MAY CARE