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Meet the Boss
Boss!Dean Winchester x GN!Reader
After months of enduring rejection and stress from a dwindling bank account, I got the call back from a warehousing company. I've been working in retail since I was a teen, so I wasn't sure what to expect once I walked into this place. I've only heard rumors about it being like high school for adults, which is exactly how I felt about every job I've had up to this point. So, I'm prepared for a fresh start with a better company and a manager that won't fire me for not being a professional ass kisser.
We Heard Tale of a Party
Remmick x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Some spoilers!!! mentions of blood and gore
Summary: Being one of the few survivors still inside the juke joint, Y/N finds herself falling under the possession of a great evil
Y/N felt her stomach churn all of a sudden, feeling nauseous and lightheaded all at once. She couldn't believe what was happening, or how to even describe it. All she knew was that Mary had bolted past her and right out the door, while being completely covered in blood. She also knew that Stack was dead inside of the closet after Mary obviously attacked him, and then he got back up again and tried attacking them. He had a gaping neck wound, abnormally large teeth, drool running down his mouth like a rabid dog, and piercing silver eyes. He eventually ran out of the joint, unsuccessful with his attack, and promising to return very shortly.
Hang in There, Stranger
Sam Winchester x GN! Reader
Summary: Y/N has been having a really hard time mentally as of late, trying desperately to shield their emotions from the people around them. That is, until they were approached by a handsome stranger who just so happens to be an emotional empath.
Warnings: Swearing
'Damn, it's too beautiful out here for it to be this cold. The sun is shining down on me, yet I don't feel the slightest bit of warmth. I don't even know what I'm doing out here anyway. I'm just tired. Tired of everything and everybody.'
Y/N's thoughts were overwhelmingly loud this afternoon as they sat back onto a cold wooden bench posted on the side of a walkway in the middle of a practically empty park. Across from them was an open field where most people would be having their picnics or playing some kind of sport, but around this time of year, you'd be lucky to spot a dog walker occupying the landscape. Y/N found themselves staring off into the field, trying to find a sense of peace in the midst of the internal battle they were quietly facing.
It had only been a few minutes since they had been sitting there without a single person in sight, until they heard footsteps coming from the right side of the path. Without moving their head, they took their eyes off the field and looked to the right to see a man approaching the bench. With the intention to watch him pass by, Y/N became alarmed once the man stopped walking once he made it in front of the bench. They immediately shifted their entire body in his direction, unaware of his intentions.
“Hey there, I’m sorry I don’t mean to bother you, but could you help me?” The man spoke gently, assuming he wanted to appear to be friendly.
“Help you with what?” Y/N’s tone came off more aggressive than they intended, but they were suspicious of the tall man in front of them.
“I know this might sound crazy, but I’ve been walking around this city for the past three hours trying to find a cheap place to stay. Do you know where I can find a motel around here?”
Y/N would usually be standoff-ish when it came to strangers, but he appeared to be telling the truth based on the ware and tare of his sneakers. Observing him further, they noticed he had on a bookbag over his large jacket. They decided to lend the man their assistance, feeling sympathetic with the assumption that he is homeless.
“Yeah, there’s one a few miles up the road, but it’s really cold out here man. You should definitely take bus if you don’t have a car, but that’ll be another thirty minute walk to get to the bus stop.” Y/N’s information prompted a sigh mixed of relief and exhaustion from the man.
He proceeded to sit down on the bench, leaving a small space between himself and the kind stranger. He extended his long arms and legs in a big stretch, as Y/N kept their eyes on him. He was young, like in his early twenties. Not hard on the eyes either. This made Y/N's curiosity get the best of them.
"I'm sorry, but I just have to ask." Y/N started, grabbing the young man's attention.
"You look so young, I can't help but wonder how you ended up being homeless." The young man paused for a moment, then let out a small chuckle. Y/N reassured him that they weren't trying to offend him.
"No...well I guess I am homeless." He threw his hands up and slammed them down in defeat. "My brother and I travel around a lot, or at least we did up until this morning. We fight a lot, but this time was different. I just feel like I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore."
Y/N wasn't expecting that response, now feeling bad for asking in the first place. But there was also a sense of familiarity with the way they were feeling at the moment.
"Sounds like you're feeling the way I feel right now. Except it's just with everything and everybody. I'm not happy with my life and I wish I could just get a do-over, but you only get one life right? Wish I could just get over it and stop letting it drag me down." Y/N let out a deep breath, feeling relief without worrying about the fact that they were venting to a total stranger. He just sat there and listened attentively, smiling and nodding in agreeance.
"Listen, you got to do what's best for you, no matter what. Life's too short and unpredictable to settle for things that don't make you happy. It won't be easy, but if you want your life to change you have to do the work necessary to make that happen. Understand?" The insightful stranger's words nearly brought tears to Y/N's eyes. The park was the last place they expected to get some life advice at. They thanked the stranger, wiping their eyes in the process.
The man then stood up from the bench, twisting his body side to side in a stretch and wigging his legs. He took small steps until he was in front of Y/N, extending his hand in front of them.
"It was nice talking to you stranger, name's Sam by the way." Y/N grabbed Sam's hand, giving him a warm smile as they shook hands.
"I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you Sam."
"Likewise. Well, I better get going now but remember what I said. Hang in there stranger, everything will be alright." Sam said, giving one last smile before he took off in the direction of the bus stop.
Y/N, still on that bench, sat there and reflected on the conversation once more. Sam's words were just what they needed to hear at that moment. Moments later, Y/N stood up from the bench and wasted no time heading back home. They had some life changing decisions to make all of a sudden.
Peter Sutherland x Fem Reader One Shot
Summary: After having a day that seemed like it would never end, Y/N found herself in the middle of a crowded bar. Little did she know, the night would take a lovely turn thanks to the disgruntled stranger next to her.
Warnings: Some curse words, nothing serious :)
It was one of those nights where Y/N felt like she really needed a fucking drink. After having a horribly long day at work, she decided to visit a bar she had only seen from the outside while driving to and from work every day. It was pretty busy that night with almost every table taken up, and all kinds of conversations being had all at once. Y/N observed all of this from where she sat at the countertop, quietly sipping her margarita as she observed the people around her. In the midst of her people-watching, she found herself listening in on the phone conversation the man beside her was having. He kept going on about his father being innocent and that he was going to be the one to clear his name, which then led to him cursing out whoever was on the other end and abruptly hanging up. Y/N didn’t actually get a good look at this man, just a quick glance when he had sat next to her. She figured the last thing he would want is to be looked at after a conversation like that, so she kept her head turned away from him.
No Ordinary Fan [Part 2]
Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Fem!Reader
Summary: Y/N and Jeffrey become more involved with one another since their initial encounter.
Warnings: Sexual content (18+), minors dni
A/N: Jeffrey is portrayed as a single man in this fic.
It had been a week since Y/N met her favorite actor for the first time and somehow managed to catch his eye all in one day. It was impossible to describe the barrage of emotions she felt afterwards. She even found herself bursting into a fit of hysterics once she got home that night, jumping around and screaming as if she had won the lottery. It went on for quite some time, and like Jeffrey had promised, he gave her a call that same day. All the way up to this point, their conversations had consisted of them trying to get to know one another. They shared their interests like their taste in music, favorite foods, and even the tv shows they were currently watching. Jeffrey enjoyed talking to Y/N just as much as she liked talking to him, despite their age differences.
No Ordinary Fan [Part 1]
Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Fem!Reader
Summary: Y/N finally gets to meet her favorite actor of all time, but something about her manages to grasp the successful actor’s attention.
AN: Jeffrey is portrayed as a single man in this fic.
“Okay. You got this. You’re going to go in there and look him dead in the eye as if he’s not the man of your dreams. I can’t fucking believe this is happening.” Y/N stood in front of her bathroom mirror, undressed with only a towel to cover her as she gave herself a pep-talk. After being a fan of JDM for many years, she had finally been given the opportunity to interact with the actor at a meet and greet taking place in her city. This is something she had been looking forward to for weeks, but once the day finally came, she was overcome with anxiousness.
A New Start [Part 3]
Detective Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader
Summary: Dick and Y/N have been assigned to conduct a stakeout for their robbery case, which leads to the two of them having to experience some unexpected events.
Warnings: Mentions of violence, mentions of blood, swearing
It was roughly four-thirty in the morning. The sun hadn’t come up yet, and the streets of Downtown Detroit were remarkably quiet. The entire city was asleep, except for Y/N and Dick, who were sitting in an inconspicuous car right across the street from the suspected drop-off location, which was a storage unit. Y/N was not a morning person at all. In fact, she didn’t really have a chance to get any sleep after she left the station last night. Her conversation with Rodriguez about the Robin case caused her to draw an entirely different conclusion than she had before. A conclusion that involves her partner, who was sitting in the driver’s seat. They didn’t say much to each other since he picked her up from her apartment, making it a little awkward between the two of them as they panned their surroundings looking for anything suspicious. Y/N turned to look at Dick as he pulled something from the cooler he had in the backseat of the car.
Get High with Me
Dean Winchester x GN!Reader
Summary: Y/N and the boys finally get a day off of hunting and they each find a way to help them pass the time.
Warnings: Mentions of drugs, swearing
Having an off day wasn’t common for Y/N and the boys, but when they did get one, they would stay inside the bunker for the whole day and do their usual routine. Sam would be in the study room with his face in a book, Dean would be in his room watching reruns of the original Scooby Doo series, and Y/N would be in their room getting high on edibles. This time around, Y/N decided that they didn’t want to get high alone, seeing if one of the boys would like to join them for the ride. Sam immediately declined, then proceeded to lecture Y/N about the dangers of getting high. Dean, on the other hand was curious since he had never tried an edible before. He felt like Y/N was exaggerating about the effects of it, so he decided to try and call their bluff.
The two hunters were inside of Dean’s cluttered room sitting on his full-sized bed, each holding two THC infused gummies in the palm of their hands.
“You ready bro? I’m telling you this shit is no joke, so if you’re gonna chicken out-”
“Whatever asshat, let’s get it over with.” Dean’s cocky tone only made Y/N laugh, watching him quickly pop the two gummies in his mouth like they were pain pills. Y/N followed suit and ate their gummies too, not taking their eyes off of Dean who was giving them a very unamused facial expression.
“Oh wow I feel...absolutely nothing. You sure you didn’t get played by whoever you bought that off of?”
“Just give it a couple minutes.” Y/N laid down on Dean’s bed with their legs hanging off the edge, closing their eyes as they waited for the effects to kick in. Dean scoffed at them, and he copied Y/N’s actions in effort to feel at least the tiniest bit of whatever they were feeling. As the time passed, Y/N could slowly feel their heart start to race, opening their eyes to see the design of the ceiling forming into an optical illusion. As they lifted their arms up in effort to reach the ceiling, they began to hear loud wheezing coming from the man laid beside them. Y/N turned to the left to see Dean, whose face was red as a tomato as he continued to wheeze as if he were unable to breathe properly.
“You good man?” Y/N smacked Dean’s chest, causing him to take a deep breath and exhale while laughing hysterically. He turned to Y/N, grabbing their arm as he struggled to form words that made sense.
“You remember- you remember when Sam- you remember- FUCK.” Y/N joined in on the abundance of uncontrollable laughter from their incredibly stoned friend. The pair were in tears at this point, grabbing hold of each other by the arms as if their lives depended on it. Suddenly they found themselves reenacting the famous scene from the film ‘Titanic’.
“I’m gonna let go now, you’re better off without me. Promise me you will survive! Don’t give up!”
“I’ll never let go Jack, I’ll never let go!” Y/N’s dramatic words were confirmation for Dean to let go of their arms, allowing himself to slowly roll off the side of the bed and onto the floor with a loud thud.”
“Ouch.”
“NOOOOO.” Y/N rolled over to the edge of the bed to look down at Dean, laid out on the floor with his tongue hanging out the corner of his mouth pretending to be dead. This triggered hysterics from both of them once more, leading to a slightly annoyed Sam to poke his head through the already cracked door to Dean’s room.
“Can you guys keep it down? I’m trying to get some work done out here.”
“Sammy you gotta try this shit man I’m begging you.” Dean spoke indistinctly, grabbing the side of the bed to assist him with getting up to stand on his two feet. He stumbled over to Sam like a toddler just learning how to walk, nearly falling into his little brother’s arms as he lost balance and ended up smacking his bottom on the hard floor.
“Ouch.”
Y/N managed to calm down enough to lift themselves up off the bed and walk towards the doorway, stepping over Dean and pushing Sam aside in effort to get out of the room. Their throat felt like it was on fire, so they made a break for the kitchen in effort to quench their thirst. Once they made it to the kitchen, they grabbed two cold bottles of water and attempted to return back to the room, until they were stopped by Sam, who was more concerned than irritated at the moment.
“How long is this supposed to last Y/N? We could end up having a case tomorrow.”
“Relax man, we’ll be fine. Get those tighty whities out your ass for me yeah?” Y/N said calmly as they brushed past the most responsible person of the three, and back to their partner in crime who was sitting idle on the floor. Y/N helped Dean back up to his feet, giving him one of the bottles of water and guiding him back to the bed.
“Here you go man, go ahead and lay down. I’m gonna go back to my room and pass out. You’ll be alright I promise.” Y/N oversaw Dean chug his water like he was suffering from dehydration and lay back down in his bed, all four limbs spread out on each side. Seeing that Dean was fully relaxed and safe, Y/N made their way back to their own room, passing out as soon as their head hit the pillow of their bed.
Dean let his high fully wash over him as he remained laid out on his bed, imagining that he was floating in the middle of the ocean all by himself. For the first time in a very long time he felt at peace, like he didn’t have a single thing to worry about. There were no monsters, no demons, no angels, nothing. Just him, a large body of water, the blaring hot sun above him, and the baby blue sky surrounding him. If this is what it always felt like to be high, then Dean never wanted to come back down.
Fatherly Love
Dick Grayson x Kory Anders x Mar’i Grayson
Summary: Dick takes a shot at doing Mar’i’s hair for the first time
It was just like any other day in the Grayson household, but today the family needed to go run some errands. Dick had just got done getting ready when he decided to check on Mar’i and Kory, who should be close to being done as well. He found them in the bathroom, both appearing to be dressed and ready.
“Okay girls, are we ready to go?” Dick leaned against the doorway and watched as Kory gently combed through Mar’i’s coarse hair while they both stood in front of the mirror.
“Almost, I just want to give Mar’i a different hairstyle today. Maybe four big braids and some barrettes at the end, what do you think?” Kory looked down at Mar’i who gave her a nod of approval.
As Dick continued admiring his favorite girls, he came to the sudden realization that he has never taken a turn with doing Mar’i’s hair. This has never been an issue, but as her father he felt like something as small as doing her hair was a way to bond with his little girl.
“Braids sound simple enough. Babe, I want to try doing her hair this time if you don’t mind.” The girls turned and looked at Dick in unison as he stepped into the bathroom.
“Daddy, do you even know how to braid?” Mar’i challenged her father, causing Kory to burst into laughter.
“Come on, it can’t be that hard. Just tell me what to do and I got the rest.” Dick stepped in Kory’s place behind Mar’i as she stood on the side of them, handing him the wide tooth comb.
“So, you see how I parted her hair into four sections. All you need to do is braid each section down and put a barrette on the ends.” Dick listened to Kory as he started on one section. As per Kory’s instructions, Dick softly combed through their baby’s hair and set the comb down to start the braid.
To their surprise, Dick was doing fairly well with the task, although he moved his fingers at a turtle’s pace, insisting that it’s the only way he could get the braids to be perfect. After a few minutes of encouraging words from his daughter and light teasing from his wife, he had finally finished. Mar’i observed her hair in the mirror, happy with the results.
“I love it! Thank you, Daddy.” She turned away from the mirror towards her father, giving him a big hug around his waist.
“You look beautiful as ever. Thank you for trusting me my little princess.” Dick lifted his daughter off the ground, giving her a kiss on the cheek as he held her on his hip. They stepped out of the bathroom and Kory followed behind, enamored by her husband’s fatherly character.
“Well, we better get going now before our favorite ice cream shop closes!” Kory announced, causing Mar’i and Dick to do a little dance as he carried her towards the door.
“Yay! Ice cream! Ice cream! We’re gonna get some ice cream!” The two chanted as they waited for Kory to grab her things and meet them at the door.
In no time, the family of three were on the road, looking forward to spending another amazing day together.
A New Start [Part 2]
Detective Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader
A/N: I just want to say I appreciate all the positive feedback for the first part. This is my first time writing a fanfic, so I hope you guys like this part as much as the last.
Summary: As Y/N and Dick begin to build a connection between one another, a new problem comes up that sets them at odds.
Warnings: Profanity, mentions of violence
After Y/N and Dick’s little heart to heart moment, they proceeded to go to work on the ongoing robbery investigation. As she sat at her desk and scanned through the evidence files Dick had given her, she allowed her mind wonder off to a more interesting topic.
A New Start
Detective Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader
Summary: Y/N was an exceptional detective, responsible for solving several high-profile crimes alongside her partner while working with the Los Angeles Police Department. Shortly after losing her partner on the job, she decides to move out of LA to have a fresh start elsewhere.
Warnings: None
Part 2, Part 3
I think I’m going to like it here. Y/N thinks to herself as she takes in the view of the city of Detroit through her windshield while making her way to work. She was glad to be in a new place where everything was different, from the cold weather to the not so friendly neighbors she had encountered this morning. In a way, it helped her cope with the loss of her longtime partner who was also her best friend. She proceeded to think about him while on her way to meet her new partner for the first time.