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There's Something About Mary
MaryLisa inspired by this post from @deweys-posts. Featuring a 28ish Mary Winchester who is none the wiser about any mind wipe shenanigans and a Lisa Braeden who knows she’s missing memories but not sure what they encompass.
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it’s here! marylisa fic TWO electric boogaloo! chapter one features: dean and mary fighting, stew, sam being a sweetheart, poker, john’s journal, cas being a good boyfriend, and a big reveal.
tagging a few people who were interested in the sequel under the cut <3
Lisa broke her brainwashing to make Sweet Love to Mary Winchester in season 12. It’s my favorite seazon for that reason ☺️ This had better reach the right audience!!! haha
god i'm so close on the MaryLisa thing and it has veered wayyyy into mindwipenatural, like further than I originally intended to go:
“I have memory problems,” Lisa said. She fiddled with her glass. “Just little stuff. Hasn’t happened in a while. Experts stumped, had all the scans and blood tests, and eventually I just dropped it. But I guess it’s back.” “Mom brain?” Mary asked. “I used to forget where my keys were and then find them in my other hand.” “No, old injury.” Lisa took a deep breath. She was a little drunk, yes, but mentally added ‘make an appointment about memory issues recurrence’ to her running to-do list. Other than that, it could wait. That’s what she learned from the amnesia in the first place. What was forgotten was forgotten, and she needed to live the life that she wanted now, not what an imaginary past version of herself wanted.
day 10 @spntoxicfemslashevent: obsession
Title: everything ends before you want it to
Pairing: Lisa Braeden/Mary Winchester
Warnings: second person POV, cunnilingus, sex toys, masturbation, the whole weirdness of Mary and Lisa because Dean is there but not there, Mary Winchester's A+ parenting (but, like, she's 29 and expected to be a parent of people in the 30s)
Rating: Mature
Summary: Mary Winchester can't keep her mind off of Lisa Braeden, even after learning she's Dean's ex-girlfriend.
Words: 3184
and without further ado, for @spnwomenweek day five (relationships), here she is: my mary/lisa fic. i have a lot i could say about it, but i’ll just let it speak for itself. excerpt below!
Mary walks into the bar, and immediately feels some of the tension drain from her shoulders. Maybe it’s a little twisted, but she was raised by hunters—there’s pretty much nowhere she feels more at home than in a shitty little dive like this, all sticky floors and wood paneling and smoke hanging heavy in the air.
It’s been a long few days. She took care of two hauntings a few towns over, completely separate but only a couple miles apart. Her shoulders ache from digging up graves, and she’s got a brand new set of calluses on her hands from the repeated movements of the shovel. She’s still getting used to hunting again; she’d imagined it would’ve been more of a difficult transition, but considering how much everything else around her has changed, hunting is just as comfortably familiar as a roadside bar like this one.
Mary heads straight for the bar, boots thumping on the wooden floors. A few people glance up at her entrance. She resolutely stares each one of them down—this place isn’t quite seedy enough to be dangerous, but she likes to make it clear when she walks in a room that she isn’t putting up with any shit.
Mary drops down on a barstool with a wince. Dammit. She’s going to have to take it easy on her left leg for the next few days.
“Are you alright?”
Mary glances over. A woman sitting two seats over is looking at her with concern—apparently, Mary winced a little louder than she thought.
“Oh, I’m fine.” She flashes a smile. “Just had a long day. I’ve been on my feet a lot.”
“I hear you,” The woman says, tucking a strand of brown hair behind her ear. She leans toward Mary as she speaks, like they’re old friends. “I’m a yoga instructor, and after a week of classes, I’m always beat.”
“You teach yoga?” Mary asks incredulously before she can think better of it. It’s just that in 1983, people who did yoga were long-haired hippies who hadn’t yet gotten the message that the seventies were long gone. This woman doesn’t look like that at all. She’s pretty, with short brown hair and a nice leather jacket and a kind smile. Almost disarmingly normal.
read the rest here!
literally one note and i will post a marylisa fic chapter 3 sneak peek.
drawing evil little parallels between mary and dean......literally they hate each other and they are each other and also they have both been in love with lisa braeden
