Dean and Cas AU series: [6/?] ↳ college roommates part 2

Jensen Ackles | SDCC 2018 [x]

Carry On

I cried writing this one guys…sorry

Warnings: major character deaths lots of sadness

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They’ve been through so much. Survived so much. But this was just too much. They weren’t as fast as they used to be. And even with both demons and angels helping them, now that everything was in balance, it was too much.

Almost everyone was already gone. And this new threat was not in any lore book. No reference to them at all anywhere in the bunker.  Rowena, Cas, Sam, and Dean. That’s all that remained. Everyone else was – gone.

The battle was bloody.  Both Sam and Dean were bleeding heavily. But Sam managed to crawl over to Dean, both knowing there were only moments left. The threat was gone, for now anyway. Rowena and Cas ran to the brothers’ side. Cas held Dean while Rowena sobbed openly over Sam.

“You can’t die, Samuel. You’re supposed to kill me.” She tucked a lock of his hair behind his ear, her fingers trembling.

Sam smiled weakly, reaching a hand up to touch her cheek. “Guess you’re going to live forever then.” He turned to his brother and put his hand on Dean’s heart. “Hey, jerk.” He wheezed, his head dropping to Dean’s chest.

Dean reached up with a shaky hand and grabbed Sam’s. “Bitch.” He replied weakly. He felt Sam go limp in his arms. He allowed the tear to roll down his cheek.

He looked to Rowena, who was still holding Sam, still sobbing. He looked back to Cas.

“Cas.” Dean blinked slowly. “Cas, I…” he struggled to make words. His breathing was shallow.

Cas looked at Sam, who now lay still. He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. He turned to Dean.

“Dean. I…Dean, I love you.”

Dean smiled as Cas pressed a kiss to his tear stained cheek.

“I know.” Dean took his last breath, his little brother in his arms, Cas’ blue eyes being the last thing he ever saw before his eyes closed forever.

It took some time for both the witch and the angel to compose themselves.

They held on to each other as they burned Sam and Dean’s bodies together on one pyre.

They stayed until the fire died down to nothing and they walked back to the car together.

Sam and Dean were gone.

The threat, however, was still out there.

“We’ve got work to do,” said Rowena as she took Cas’ hand and slammed the trunk of the Impala.

This. IS. Awesome. I don’t care there’s destiel. it’s perfect. and now I need to see it on screen @emptywithout

Underage

Warnings- Underage drinking? Is it underage drinking? I don’t know

A/N- Sorry for all the Jack Kline posts but… he’s my baby. He’s so beautiful and innocent and I just want to protect him and write about him and just, yeah. Hope you enjoy.

I walked in just in time to see Jack, the nephilim, who had been born less than a month ago, put down a beer.

“What is this?” I yelled.

Dean looked at me, wide eyed. “What are you yelling about?”

“What do you mean, what am I yelling about,” I snapped. “He’s allowed to drink beer and I’m not?”

“You’re underage,” Dean said, as if it should be obvious.

“He’s more underage than I’m underage.”

“Yeah well…” Dean said.

“Don’t yeah well me. That’s not fair!”

“Life isn’t fair, kid. It’s one beer and you’re our sister, he’s an otherworldly being and not our sister. Calm down and drink your juice box like a good underage kid,” Dean said, grinning at the indignation on my face.

“Screw you,” I snapped. “I’m taking your bed, you can sleep with Sam tonight.”

“What? No! He doesn’t stick to his side of the bed with his Jolly Green Giant self!” Dean yelled, running after me. “Y/N!”

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“What the hell?”

“I think we found her little secret garden.”

Imagine Dean being your alpha seeing you dressed to go to the bar and he gives you...the look.

He didn’t want to claim you because “you could get hurt” fine. Let the Jackass think he was protecting you. You’d show him. 

You pulled up the strapless dress a little more before fixing your straightened hair and fixing your lipstick. You smirked and turned walking out of your bedroom shutting the door before putting your thin strapped purse on your shoulder which literally only contained your cell phone and like a $20 and your ID. Your heels clanked against the floor as you walked down to the library where Sam and Dean were. “Hey, going out. I’ll be back later……probably tomorrow. ‘kay?” you said gently tugging the bottom of your black mini strapless dress back down your thighs. Sam and Dean both looked at you and did double takes before Sam cleared his throat, his cheeks burning red and he got up. “I need a beer” he mumbled walking out. 

You tilted your head giving Dean a look. “I got my cell, call me if you need anything. Bye!” you turned heading toward the garage. Dean had been staring at you like you were the last drop of water in the dessert. “Y/N. You aren’t going out dressed like that.” Dean said coming after you. You scuffed looking back at him “Oh yeah who says? You? Didnt realize you owned me Dean,” you said walking out into the garage. 

“I dont own you but you….you cant go out like that!” Dean said a little louder. His booming voice stopped you and you turned seeing him looking at you with a heaving chest. “You….” You put your hands on your hips. “Say it Dean and I wont go……” you said. Dean flared his nostrils looking away. “I cant. I cant do that to you.” he whispered. 

You glared softly “Then I’m going to go find me an Alpha that can and wants to claim me.” you growled. 

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Imagine Sam warning Jack about the dangerous of liking Dean’s bestfriend

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Jack watched from across the library as both Dean and (Y/n) laughed at something on Dean’s laptop, Sam who sat across from Jack at another table could see the smile forming on his face. “Jack;” Sam called out loud enough to get Jack’s attention but not gain his brother’s or his brother’s bestfriends attention. “You okay there buddy?” Jack smiled toward Sam before turning his face back in the direction of (Y/n), “Yes, I’m quite fine.” “Jack;” Sam licked his lips staring at the side of Jack’s head, “Is there something you want to tell me, perhaps about (Y/n)?” Jack’s head snapped over towards Sam a hint of red started appearing on both of his cheeks. He was blushing, Sam noticed. ‘Could Jack like (Y/n)?’ Sam thought to himself before his mind started to wander off of many of the dangerous things (Y/n) has done on hunts. He thought of the many times she’s come home covered in creatures blood and guts, the time’s where she would inject holy water into dean’s veins or bath them in a tub filled with gallons upon gallons of holy water, and grin when they screamed in pain. Him and his brothers may be known in the famously known in the hunter community, but she was know as the women from hell. And Sam was actually think that she might be from hell, but the testes they’ve ran on her would prove other wise. “I- I’m not sure what you mean Sam.” Jack replies. “Jack, do you perhaps like (Y/n)?” Sam askes. “As a friend? Of course I like her as a friend.” Jack responds with his blush getting deeper, “She’s a very likeable person.” Shaking his head Sam leaned over telling Jack to the same. Jack repeated Sam’s action a bit confused, “No I mean like do you like like her, do you get a weird feeling in your gut and chest?” “I do not understand why I feel weird in my gut and heart section but I sometimes feel my heart pounding fast around her that she sometimes warns me if that is normal for me.” Jack explains. ‘This is bad. Very bad.’ Sam thinks. Not wanting to hurt his feelings Sam gave Jack a nervous look, “Jack you cant like her.” “Why not?” Jack says with his head tilted. “She’s older then you.” Sam says. “Dean says older women are the best.” Jack replies. “She’s a hunter.” Sam replies back. “She’s a nice hunter.” “She’s dean’s bestfriend.” Sam says. Jack pauses and looks back toward the direction of Dean and (Y/n) only to find (Y/n) gone and Dean looking up at them both. “You look worried, fellas.” Dean says.

Imagine Jack questioning yours and Dean’s ‘friendship’ when he sees you cuddling and why he is the little spoon.

“Jack.” Castiel breathed out “Jack!” he said louder, getting up from his seat and trying to catch up with the nephilim.

“Dean? Dean?” the younger man shook the sleeping hunter on the shoulder. Dean snored softly as per usual, oblivious to what was going on in his sleep, and you lay behind him with an arm drapped over him and your legs tangled. Your face was buried in the crook of his No matter how you fell asleep you’d always end up in the weirdest positions ever, this was the most usual one considering he liked to keep a hold of his gun to feel safe for the both of you.

“Jack, I wouldn’t do that!” Castiel pushed the saloon door open, trying to warn him but it was too late.

“Aaah!” Dean snapped awake and cocked his gun, pointing it at Jack. Sam jumped awake at the noise and you let out a groan when Dean’s abrupt movement woke you up.

“No, no no! Dean’s, it’s me. It’s me!” Jack raised his hands in surrender. Dean raised an eyebrow at him, glancing at Cas with only one eye open.

“Ah hey” he said in a rough voice, lowering his gun.

“D” you whined, the man putting the gun away and turning slightly to lay on his back so he could have a better look at you.

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They are so fucking perfect

Sweet Dreams

Pairing: Sam x Reader (kind of) Warnings:  Fluff Summary: Sam comes to sleep in the readers room “This is your room” Sam smiles, opening the motel room with the key card. “I get my own room?” you asked, setting your duffel bag down on the bed. “Yeah, I figured you’d probably want a night or two away so I got you your own. Is that okay?” Sam looked very hesitant, scared he might have upset you in some way. His worry instantly washed away when he saw a smile spread across your lips. “Yeah, no that’s great! I won’t have to deal with Dean’s snoring; who knows, I might even get a good nights sleep for once.“ you laughed, laying back on your queen sized bed. “Well, here’s a copy of your room key in case you need it. We have yours too, so if something happens just call.” Sam chuckled, laying the room key on the table by the door.

The first night on the job wasn’t so bad. Dean had staked out one of the suspects houses while you and Sam questioned the local authorities and towns people about the murders. “I am beat” you sighed, climbing out of the impala. “Yeah, flirting with the Deputy can do that to ya” Sam joked with a hint of jealousy in his voice. There had been some sexual tension between the two of you lately, nothing had happened yet, but that didn’t mean you didn’t want it to. Rolling your eyes, you watched as they crossed the other side of the motel and went into their room. Sighing you closed your door and immediately peeled off your clothes and jumped into the shower. When you had finished your nighttime routine, you turned on the tv to watch Friends and passed out within the episode.

The sound of your door shutting woke you up, immediately grabbing the gun from under your pillow you pointed it at the door. “Sam?” you asked sleepily, setting the gun on your nightstand and sitting up with a yawn. “Dean’s snoring is keeping me up, is it cool if I sleep in here?” he asked, you could hear how tired he was in his voice. “Yeah, its okay.” you yawned, snuggling back down into your comforter. You watched as Sam grabbed a blanket and pillow from the closet and laid down on the couch, curling up so he would fit properly. A small smile played on your lips, “Sam, come get in the bed.” you laughed, pulling the other side of the blanket up. “I’m fine here, y/n” Sam laughed, laying his head on the pillow. “Sam, if you don’t get in the bed then you can’t sleep in here” you warned, a jokingly tone slipped out, making him laugh too. Getting up, he crossed the room in just a few strides and got into your bed. “Are you sure this is okay?” he asked, making sure he didn’t make you feel uncomfortable. “I wouldn’t have offered if it wasn’t okay, Sammy” you mumbled, already falling back asleep. Hesitantly, Sam shifted his body so he was laying down under the covers, trying to make himself comfortable in the bed without disturbing you. There wasn’t a whole lot of room in the bed with the two of you. “Sam” you whispered, feeling him shift in the bed. “Yeah?” he replied, laying on his side facing your back. “Come here” you whispered, grabbing his arm and pulling it over your body so you two were spooning. Sam moved closer to you, his front pressed right up against your back. “Is this okay?” he asked, locking his arm around you so he could feel like he was protecting you from anything that might enter the room. “mmmhmm” you mumbled again, slowly falling back into the sleep you had before he had come into your room.

The next morning, Dean entered your room, looking for Sam and was only a little bit shocked to find you two sleeping together in the same bed. Your bodies were pressed up against each other, your face was in Sam’s neck with his arms wound tightly around your body; almost as if he was trying to keep anyone from taking you from him. Smiling softly, Dean pulled out his phone and took a few pictures of you two and laughed softly. “Oh yeah, they are never going to live this down.”

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Dean Winchester I Let the Good Times Roll I 13x23

Taboo

Summary: When his daughter presents as an Alpha, John isn’t happy, and decides he’ll have to go about getting what he wants in other ways. AU where Sam never left for college, starts in S1. This one’s for the sick and twisted among us.

Warnings (a brief list): Incest, non-con/dub-con, knotting, A/B/O, forced heat, daddy kink, brother kink, breeding kink, restraint, spanking, dry humping, teasing, dom/sub, ddlg, threesomes, polyamory, rough sex, marking, double penetration, oral sex, anal sex, shower sex, all the sex. Plus angst, fluff, violence. These warnings will apply to all chapters.

Pairings: Alpha!John x daughter!reader, Alpha!Dean x sister!reader, Alpha!Sam x sister!reader

This story will contain at least one instance of the above warnings. It is severely mature content. If you read it, it is at your own risk - I’m not responsible for your fingers and eyeballs, or your emotional well-being.

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Chapter One / Chapter Two / Chapter Three / Chapter Four / Chapter Five / Chapter Six / Chapter Seven / Chapter Eight / Chapter Nine / Chapter Ten / Chapter Eleven / Chapter Twelve / Chapter Thirteen / Chapter Fourteen / Chapter Fifteen / Chapter Sixteen / Chapter Seventeen / Chapter Eighteen / Chapter Nineteen / Chapter Twenty / Chapter Twenty-One / Chapter Twenty-Two / Chapter Twenty-Three / Chapter Twenty-Four / Chapter Twenty-Five / Chapter Twenty-Six / Chapter Twenty-Seven / Chapter Twenty-Eight / Chapter Twenty-Nine / Chapter Thirty / Chapter Thirty-One / Chapter Thirty-Two / … ongoing

13x23 - Let the Good Times Roll