#reader insert for ts

[saveyourblood]

On a random side note:

I think I may be putting a oneshot out later this week??? Dean x Reader, and I’ve got 1.3k in it.

Let me know if you want to be tagged :)

[saveyourblood]

#35 and #44 with Sam :)

35. “You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

44. “If you die, I’m gonna kill you.”

Getting shot and being a hunter was a terrible enough combination to have to deal with.  Throwing the hunt for Lucifer into the mix, and you still recovering, well… that only made things worse.

For the last two weeks, you’d been pushing yourself to what Sam easily thought of as your breaking point. Despite it being one of the farthest shots from lethal, your boyfriend of 4 years was constantly trying to get you to take it easy, even if just for a few moments. You were doing everything he was, which you didn’t see as a big deal, since every day was spent in the bunker doing research. You knew it wasn’t perfect healing conditions, but it could be worse. Sam, naturally, thought otherwise.

“Come on,” his hands were holding onto one of the chairs at the other end of the table you were sitting at. You looked up from your book, raising your eyebrows. One foot was resting on the table, your ankle placed on top of your extended leg. It was the usual way you sat, which made Sam bitch at you for getting dirt on the table and Dean wonder how the hell you found it comfortable.

“Nah, I’m good,” you shook your head, looking back at what you were reading.

“Okay then,” his voice sounded sweet, but you knew he was about to say something condescending. “Have it your way. Take off your shirt and get over here. Now.”

You let out a soft sigh and put your book on the table in front of you, walking over to Sam and standing right in front of him. You put a hand on the chair beside his and cocked your head, offering him a fake and overly sweet looking smile. “What are your other two wishes, handsome?” You asked sarcastically.

He returned with the same sort of smile. “You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

Rolling your eyes, you pulled the loose, blue cotton tee and jumped up to sit on the table beside all of his supplies. You immediately regretted it, as the jolted motion made your wound sore all over again.

Sam carefully turned your back to face him, pulling the bra strap on your bad shoulder down so he could remove the old bandages with ease.

“I’ve heard you talking with Dean and Cas,” you gently spoke up. “I know you guys are planning on going after him.” Feeling Sam’s hands stop working for a moment didn’t surprise you in the slightest, nor did it motivate you to stop speaking, “-and the only thing I have to say to that is: if you die, I’m gonna kill you, Sam Winchester.”

You felt his lips brush over your neck as a hand trailed up your good arm, his forehead now in the crook of your neck. “I promise you, I won’t.”

Though your vision was slightly foggy, you reached your opposite hand and placed it over his, closing your eyes as you tried to silently convince yourself it’d be okay.

No more please

[saveyourblood]

Enchanted Masterlist

(Dean x Reader)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4 (coming soon)

[saveyourblood]

Lipstick Stains Masterlist

Summary: You always hear stories about the bad boy dragging the innocent girl into a dark but beautiful world, so what if this time, the roles are reversed? Dean Winchester is the new junior at Lawrence High, a Texan boy with a huge heart and a slight southern drawl. Y/N Y/L/N is the girl who’s lived in Lawrence and gotten into trouble her whole life. She leaves prints on his neck and a mark on his heart, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing.

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine  Part Ten (Coming Soon)

[saveyourblood]

Dean x Reader: “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”

Something you were dead set on changing about Dean Winchester after you had begun dating him was to make him a little more fearless. Not of the things that go bump in the night, but rather the idea that you don’t always need to be traditional to have fun. Life wasn’t all about

bowling alleys and movie theatres. Dean seemed to have the actions that thought otherwise.

It was a rainy day, which was a rare occurrence in Kansas. Well, at least to this extent. Thunder was echoing throughout the area, rain pelting the impala’s windshield as the wipers shed them away furiously.

You’d never been afraid of storms, but you’d be lying if you said they didn’t make you nervous on occasion. It wasn’t the lightning that bothered you, but rather the harsh winds that sometimes accompanied it. And being in a car while all of that was going on, well… your heart was beating a little bit faster. But now was about being fearlessly reckless, right?

As you unbuckled your seat and rolled down your window, Dean immediately started shouting. “Y/N, what the hell are you doing?!”

“Feeling the rain,” is all you said, sitting on the ledge and holding onto the roof of the car, your whole torso out of the vehicle.

“Let me get this right: We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?” He asked, shifting his gaze from you and the road hurriedly.

“Exactly!” your hair and shirt were soaked as you shouted, making Dean smirk before laughing.

[saveyourblood]

#8 and #11 with dean please?

#11 - “Wanna bet?”

#8 - “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

Y/L/N means your last name.

Hunting life left hardly room for fun. Life was all about work rather than enjoying it, so in the moments you could find time to have a little human pleasure, you took advantage.

As you and Dean were walking back into the motel room, you knew it was exactly one of those moments as you got an idea. With a smirk, you crouched down, forming a ball of snow in your gloved hands.

“Y/N, you get lost on the way?-” Dean began to joke as he turned around, before his eyes landed on your hand slumped to your side.“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!” He cut himself off with a curse word as the projectile hit him square in the chest, snow now covering his front. “Oh, you’re in for it now, Y/L/N,” the man threatened with a smile as he ducked down himself, balling up some of the snow.“You wouldn’t dare,” You tried to warn but the smile that broke onto your face betrayed your words.“Wanna bet?”

Drabbles

[bettsfic]

Do you have any fav reader insert fics?

hmm...i think i was more into reading them before i started keeping bookmarks, but here’s one i read recently that i enjoyed:

all that’s best of dark and bright by @apprenticekylo [kylo ren/reader]