#cute dean

[melle-otterwise]

Speedpaint #012: Halloween costumes (bee Dean and witch Cas)

Final art here 💖

[strwbryshortie]

I just thought young!Dean would just serve a mullet and-

[mintconditiondean]

Just a liddol guy wearing gay little socks in bed

[miserylamalice]

It's valentine's Day

[supernaturalfreewill]

You’d just returned from a run and were at the doorway to your room when you stopped dead. Dean was in there apparently digging through your dresser and he just happened to be in the exact drawer where you stored your intimate items. “Ahem,” you cleared your throat loudly and he looked up like a deer in headlights. Maybe it was because you startled him but he straightened up abruptly and there was a pair of your underwear dangling from his fingers. “Something I can help you with, Dean?” you asked, your eyebrows lifting. “Uhhhh—” He suddenly realized what was in hand and dropped it back into the drawer, his eyes widening. “I—uhh—This—this isn’t what it looks like, heh,” he said with a gruff laugh. He rubbed a hand over the back of his neck anxiously. You leaned against the doorframe and crossed your arms, apparently still at your ease. A half-smile grew on your face at the elder Winchester’s obvious horror. “Really? Because it looks like you’re digging through my underwear drawer.” He let out another nervous laugh, “Uhh—yeah, okay, but not just to be a perv, I swear!” You cocked your head at him and waited for him to go on. “Sammy wants to make an inventory of all the guns and Cas said he was pretty sure you kept that little silver revolver in here. I didn’t—I didn’t know it was the drawer with—with—” You laughed. “With my underwear in it?” “Yeah.... s—sorry,” he said. You nodded and straightened up. “Nightstand,” you said, nudging your head in the direction of the bedside table. Dean tilted his head and smiled awkwardly. “You know, that makes a lot more sense than the—the—this drawer,” he said, shoving it closed and clearing his throat. You smiled at him, bemused, as he went to the nightstand and pulled it open, collecting the little silver gun. “Hey. If you wanted to see my underwear, Dean, all you have to do is ask,” you joked.  He froze and his eyes went round again, his cheeks actually coloring a little red, and Dean Winchester blushing was entirely too much. You burst out laughing again and he seemed to relax some after a moment. “Yeah, ha ha. Very funny,” he growled, heading for the hall. You bit your bottom lip and watched him leave, making a mental note about just how charming he was when he was flustered. Prompt: “This isn’t what it looks like!”

[gusenitsaa]

Supernatural humor that wasn’t funny the first time round but cracked me up this time:

“What’s dead should stay dead!”

[iranbubblegum]

Dean near a kid// Dean default mode

[cowbelle8]

Hunter in a Temporary Mundane Life

Hunter in a Temporary Mundane Life

by cowbelle8

Summary: Between hunts the hunters take a little R and R. 

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader,  Sam Winchester

Word Count: 981

Warnings: I haven’t posted or written in a long time. Beware of grammatical errors. This is just my attempt at some fluff and flexing my underused writing muscles. 

*Not my image*

Happy hunting and God bless! Constructive criticism appreciated. 

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(Reader)

There were times when hunts would be sporadic at best. At times you would go non stop, barely able to function due to exhaustion. Then, there were times when you may not find anything for weeks. So, sometimes you would indulge in a little bit of a mundane life, go back to the way things were before hunting. Go back to before anything terrible happened in your life. Sometimes you just needed to recharge yourself. Let what little innocence that was left in you surface to your exterior. This wasn’t often, but today was one of those rare, delectable days. 

You also had to laugh at yourself for it. After all you’ve seen in your life as a hunter, not much should scare you. Werewolves, vampires, and ferries, oh my! No those movies didn’t do it for you anymore. But, aliens, that was still a mystery. The unknown of life out there, beyond the sky. The possibilities were endless. Those were the only movies that did it for you anymore, that let you just be a girl for awhile. 

You put in your old time favorite, Signs. You lost count how many times you had seen it, and even though you knew when the scary parts were coming up they caught you off guard every time. As the movie started playing, you throw the covers over your head where only a peep hole was available for your view of the TV screen. You were enthralled in the movie 10 minutes in. The only distraction being the crunching of your kettle corn that you had stowed in your lap under the covers.

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(Dean)

Naps are a delicacy around here. So you bet your bottom dollar I took advantage of that when things were running slow around here at the bunker. I had drifted back awake not really willing to move. The couch was just so damn comfy. I checked the time on my phone, apparently, it had been a long nap, and it was getting later in the day. Sitting up and stretching I got to looking around. No one seemed to be around. That wasn’t completely odd. You all had kind of done your one thing the past few days. Each of you taking some me time. But, I was ready for that to be some us time. 

I headed towards my room to put some clothes on other than sweat pants and a T-shirt, not paying much attention because all the bedroom lights were off. I strode past Y/N’s room without a thought. Stopping on a dime, I scrunched my face up in confusion and had to take a few steps back. 

There was a form on Y/N’s bed. A bit of a ghost blanket if you will. Then a squeal and a jump came from the ghost blanket. I couldn’t help but chuckle, causing the ghost blanket to look directly at me.

“What’cha doing sweetheart?

A head appeared through the top of the blanket, “Oh, dean?” you blushed. 

I walked into the room and saw the part of Signs where the alien walks buy like big foot and they rewind it and show it again. Which caused Y/N to sequel again. 

This caused me to chuckle again, “Any room under that blanket?”

She dropped the blanket around her exposing a spaghetti strap tank top and messy hair. Walking over I bent down to kiss her on the cheek and pulled some pop corn out of her hair, causing her to now blush with embarrassment. 

“No need to be embarrassed sweetheart,” I said with a smile and moved the bowl out of her lap. With another kiss to her nose, I picked her up and curled up on her bed with her now in my lap. Then, I covered us both with her comforter. It over my head and under her chin. She settled back against me, causing my heart to swell. 

I loved this girl. There were so many sides to her. She was one of the most bad ass hunters I knew, but there was also a tender side to her. A little bit of innocence left in her. That side of her made me feel like I have a normal life from time to time. 

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(Sam)

Coming back from town, I decided it was good day for a cheat day, so I decided to bring back a pizza for me and the others. Everyone else was indulging with their time off, why not me too? Once back at the bunker, me and the pizza made our way into the kitchen, but there was no site of anyone and it was particularly quite. 

“I wonder where they could be.”

I took a look in the living area but no one was there either. I figured they were hold up in Dean’s room like they usually where and made my way towards our rooms. I was about to pass Y/N’s room when I had to stop short and take a closer look. There was a large blobbed blanket creature glowing in a TV light. 

“Hey guys you want some piz.....”

Y/N and Dean jumping out from under the blanket throwing a bowl of popcorn all over the place, “Aaaaahhhhh!” they hollered in unison. 

I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself, I loved how Y/N brought the kid out of the both of us. I left temporarily and returned with a blanket and the pizza. I opened up the box next to them and covered myself with my own blanket with a peep hole and watched the rest of the movie with them. 

The three of us were huddled up under blankets only to expose an arm for a slice a pizza. Days like this were my favorite. Things were never the same when Y/N came into our lives, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.