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Hi, Liane! I've been seeing/reading/reblogging entries for your 500 follower celebration - congrats, btw! (and I just added one) 🥰 I'd like to join in on the fun with a moodboard with green, gold, and brown - I'll be posting on my writing blog, rizlowwritessortof - thanks!

Tysm, it means a lot 💚🤎💛 i love those colors!

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New fic posted on @rizlowwritessortof and under the same name on AO3, written for @rockhoochie ‘s 1K Follower Love Supernatural Style Challenge :)

Maybe I’m Amazed

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Savannah

Dean x Reader

1300-ish words

Warnings: One curse word (I think) and a few bad clichés. 

A/N:  Written for @anotherwaywardsister Kristina’s Dean Summer Lovin Fanfic Challenge. MY prompt was Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polkadot Bikini. Beta’d by the lovely @rizlowwritessortof  I almost set this in Galveston, but Savannah is famously haunted.  This is my first fanfic written for public view, so be kind. :) Anyway, enjoy!

"Oh, come on, Dean!" you practically whined. "It'll be so much fun. And I've never been to the actual ocean."

You and the Winchester brothers had come to Savannah for a particularly nasty salt and burn.  It was just after dawn and Dean wanted to get back in the car and head home. You figured since you were so close to the beach, you deserved a day of relaxing before driving all the way back to landlocked Kansas.

"But Baby will get sand and salt everywhere. Do you know how bad salt is for a car?" Dean asked in response.

"I will totally help you wash the car when we get home!" you offered with a smile and a couple of bats of your eyelashes. "Please.... Sam could you help me out here?" Turning to Sam you bat your eyelashes at him too.

"It could be fun..." Sam began..

The green-eyed hunter threw his hands in the air with an exaggerated gesture. "Fine! But breakfast first." he said then threw his bag into the trunk.

"Great! I'll pay for another night, then we can go get supplies." you said with delight.

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After breakfast at a local greasy spoon, and a trip to the big box store, you found yourself standing in front of the restroom mirror.

You were staring at your reflection, wondering if you had made a mistake.

The bathing suit you had on was the only one available in the tourist heavy town, in the peak of summer. It was a two piece in vibrant yellow with white polka dots. It was cute, but you knew that Dean had never seen you in so little. It was nerve wracking. So, you threw a large t-shirt over it and walked outside. Sam and Dean were waiting for you, each wearing the swimming trunks you had bought for them. Dean in green and Sam in blue.

"Come on Y/N!" Dean yelled. "For someone who was so eager to come to the beach, you sure took forever to get ready."

You walked out to the two men and they turned to walk with you down to the beach.

The only thing you had with you was the shirt on your back and a bottle of suntan lotion.

"Can one of you guys help me put lotion on my back?" You asked as you held the bottle out to no one in particular. " I got the rest of me while I was getting changed."

Both men reached for the lotion, but Dean grabbed it first with a grin on his face. "I've always wanted to do this." He said with glee.

You thought your heart would beat out of your chest. You looked forward to Dean hands on your skin, but you never thought he would sound so excited.

"Alright, Y/N, take off your shirt." Dean said with an exaggerated waggle of his eyebrows.

This was the moment you had been putting off. Taking a deep breath, you grabbed the bottom of your large t-shirt and pulled it up over your head. When your head emerged, you found Dean looking at you with wide eyes.  Sam was tapping his brother on the shoulder.

"Dude," he said quietly. His lips were pulled tight in disapproval. "You're staring."

Dean blinked and smiled shyly. "Sorry. Just not what I expected you to be wearing is all. Didn't figure you for an itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini kinda gal. It looks good on you."

Blushing, you gestured to the bottle in his hand. Then you turned around.

He began slowly by working the white cream into your shoulders, rubbing his thumbs up along your lower neck in the most delightful way. Next with the flat of his palms he worked on the sides of your back, down to the waist of your suit and them back up the center of you back with the same kind of pressure he used on your neck.

So mesmerized by the feeling on his strong hands on you, you sighed when he stopped.

He chuckled, and you felt the warmth of embarrassment flood your face again.

"Thanks" you managed to mumble out.

Sam cleared his throat. "So, we going to actually go down to the ocean or what guys?"

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Hours passed, and you did every beachy thing you could think of. Y'all built sand castles, picked up seashells and frolicked in the breaking waves. It was fantastic. And Dean actually seemed to have a good time, no matter how much he grumbled beforehand.

It was late afternoon by the time you all climbed into the Impala to head back to the motel.

You let the guys shower first. You didn't like feeling like someone else was waiting on you. You waited patiently as Sam, and then  Dean took their turns.

Sam left to get food and Dean had settled down on the bed sitting against the headboard, remote in hand.

Still wearing the bathing suit, you stepped in to the warm water. It felt great to wash the salt and sand out of your hair. In fact, your shower was pretty relaxing, until you turned, and the hot water hit your back. It felt like it was on fire.

Stepping out of the shower, dripping water all over the floor, you turned to look at how bad your sunburn was.  On your back in between your shoulder blades, was a bright pink patch with two letters of healthy skin standing out clearly in the center.

D W

"What the fuck Dean!" you screamed while stomping out in to the room.

You found him sitting on the edge of his bed. He turned to look at you with wide eyes and the hint of a smile on his face.

"What is it Y/N? You seem upset" was his response.

"I don't know how I didn't notice you doing it, but you drew your initials in sunscreen on my back." You turned around to show him his handiwork.

"I did say that I always wanted to do that." He said as his grin grew into a full smile.

The smug look on his face was both adorable and infuriating.

You crossed the short distance to the bed and went to slap that look off his face.

As your hand came down, he easily grabbed your wrist and stopped you mid motion.

He stood up, still holding your arm. The pair of you were practically nose to nose and you realized how close to him you were and that all you had on was your bathing suit.

Dean noticed too. His green eyes drifting down from your eyes to your mouth to your exposed chest.  When he brought his gaze back up to meet yours the look on his face was unmistakable. You had seen that look multiple times. You saw it as you masked your jealousy and encouraged him to go talk to that girl across the room. Now he was looking at you like that.

You took a chance. Placing your free hand behind his neck, you closed the distance and kissed him. Softly at first. Once, then again.

That was all the invitation he needed. He dropped your wrist and wrapped his arms around your waist as he pulled you against his chest. His mouth was suddenly on yours, warm and hungry. 

When he suddenly pulled away, you were scared. What was wrong? Did he not want you?

"What's wrong?" you asked with trepidation.

"Y/n, if you want me to back off I will. But I have wanted you for a long time." He stood, waiting for your reply.

"Don't you dare back off now, Dean. Go lock the door before Sam gets back."

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Riz whenever you write tags like that on my stuff it -- puts the heart back in me to write again. Just wanted you to know. Thank you for the encouragement. <3 

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omg, I love this one :D!! (And yay for Die Hard :D)

#die hard is a christmas movie :)

You bet your ass Die Hard is a Christmas movie! 

Thank you Riz for all of your lovely comments on all of the Dean and Donna Christmas fics! You’re one of the reasons I keep writing them!

Another 12 Days of Dean and Donna: Christmas at the Bunker

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Author Spotlight 3/6/17

This week’s Author Spotlight shines on the wonderful @rizlowwritessortof aka @rizlow1. I’ve been following Riz for a while, back before I created this blog. She is a beautiful soul, positive and super sweet. She is also an amazing writer, with a wonderful talent. And bonus, she makes gorgeous edits. Her writing is visceral, so real that you feel like you are there. I adore her and her writing. Her master list is here. Go check it out and show her some love!

Want to get to know her a little better? Check out her Q & A below the cut!

When did you start watching Supernatural? omg.... sometime in 2012, I think? Whenever it started on Netflix :)

How long have you been writing for the Supernatural fandom? The first fic I wrote was a chapter fic, Never Look Back. I started posting it sometime in the summer of 2013.

Who is you favorite character to write? Easy. Dean Winchester :)

What do you like to write (angst, fluff, smut)? I like them all, actually. If it's a longer fic, there's usually a mix.

What work are you most proud of? That's hard, I tend to be more critical of myself than proud... but I'd have to say Black Velvet.

What work do you think deserves more attention? Well, it's probably only because I adore Cowboy!Dean so much - but I'll go with Back In the Saddle :D

What do you like about writing? What do you dislike? I love writing. It's my outlet, and my escape, and I try like hell not to let it become something I feel like I have to do. I do get frustrated with myself when I get stuck - we've all been there - and can't seem to get the momentum going again. But it always kicks back in sooner or later, and I'm just thankful that people are still around to read when I get around to finally posting something!

What author on Tumblr do you look up to? The one who's posting this is on the top of the list! Love you, Mimi! Also @mamapeterson , @saenalife , @femmedplume (not an SPN fanfic writer, but her writing is KILLER) , @littlegreenplasticsoldier , @ilostmyshoe-79 , @winchestersinthedrift , @nichellemybelle - I could go on and on, but seriously, these women write like I want to when I grow up. (Never gonna happen)

What published author do you look up to? I love JK Rowling (Harry Potter geek here), Michael Crichton, Brandon Sanderson (the Mistborn series.... wow!), Kathy Reichs

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Completely awesome :D

Oh @rizlow1​ I am so glad you thought so, always love to hear when I give y’all a grin - thank you much for the pass-a-long and taking time to leave me a note!😘

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