Imagine being Deans girlfriend and losing your memories. Once you return to the bunker, you end up falling in love with Sam, not remembering your relationship with Dean.

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You giggled snuggling closer to Sam who held you in his arms in his bed one night. Dean leaned against the wall, listening to Sam tell you stories and you giggle. “that should be me” he whispered taking another swig of whiskey. 

“I love you Sam” you whispered kissing him softly as your hands ran through his hair while he kissed you back. Dean felt the tears threaten his eyes as he walked away, not wanting to hear your moans and praises for Sam fall from you lips. 

It’s Not The Same Pt. 4

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 

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A/N: DEFINITELY READ ALL THREE PARTS BEFORE READING THIS ONE!! 

               Dean took the box out of your hands and moved toward the bed, prompting you to follow him. You crawled up on his bed as he sat down and began going through it. “Lot of memories here” he uttered looking at the pictures. You watched his expression in the dim lighting, “how long were we together?” you whispered as you stared at him.

               Dean looked at you, a soft smile ghosting his lips, “It’ll be two years next month,” he smiled showing you a picture, you were hugging his neck, your lips pressed to his cheek as he grinned, his eyes half lidded, his arm extending to take the photo. “This was taken on our one-year anniversary, we went out to this fancy restaurant and you wore this red dress that…” he trailed off, a smile taking over his face as his eyes crinkled. “That what?” you asked smiling up at him with a hint of love in your eyes. Dean looked back at you, a playful glint in his eyes. “That ended up in the back window of the impala…we got a little too caught up in the moment and ended up pulling over on an old dirt road and finished off our anniversary with a bang.” He grinned and threw a wink your way.

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Imagine Dean Going To The Future and Meeting Yours and His Daughter, that hasn't been born yet.

Dean watched as she grinned with a laugh as the man who held her hand whispered something in her ear. He smirked some, proudly watching as she lived a normal life. “now I have to warn you, my parents…can be a little…..different” she said smiling at the man as they walked up the front steps. 

Dean’s mouth fell open some when an older version of you opened the door to the larger house grinning at them, before his older self came into view shaking the man’s hand. 

To Us Pt. 3

Part 1 Part 2 

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               You walked toward the parking lot as your last class ended and you were finally able to relax as you began to enjoy your Friday. You smiled to yourself as a thought popped into your head; ‘bright green eyes, brown sandy hair, and handsomely good looking in a suit.’ The man you’d bumped into that morning had stayed in your mind all day and you couldn’t help but smile as you thought of the handsome stranger.

               You hadn’t realized you were daydreaming until you dropped your keys; as you bent down to pick them up, a large hand beat you to it, snatching them up without hesitation. Upon standing fully you gasped silently seeing the handsome stranger from that morning again. “Oh,” you breathed out. He smiled as he stood to his full height. The smile that resided on his full pink, plump lips made your heart skip a beat. “Drop these?” he asked as you stared at him. His hair was combed over slightly with gel in it and his eyes were the color of summer wild grown grass, with a splash of honey in them.

               When you realized you’d been staring, you cleared your throat awkwardly, “uh, yeah…thank you,” you whispered holding your hand out as he gently laid the keys on your palm. The moment his hand touched yours, this warm tingle shot through your arm and went straight to your heart, causing it to beat faster. You both stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, his hand resting over your keys, his fingertips resting against your palm.

               “What’s happening?” Sam asked Castiel who sat in the backseat of the impala. “That’s what it looks like when soulmates meet for the first time” his gruff voice broke the soft silence that Sam had whispered in. Sam continued to watch you and Dean smile at each other, his own smile pulling at his lips. Dean deserved to be happy, and you were making him very happy.

               “So what’s your name?” The handsome man asked, his eyes never leaving yours. “Y/F/N Y/L/N, yours?” You couldn’t stop staring at him, he was stunning. “Dean Winchester, nice to meet you Y/N, beautiful name for a beautiful girl” he said as he watched you blush. “I’ve never seen you around before are you a new professor or something?” you asked, praying he wasn’t there to teach. “No, I’m actually FBI, I’m here investigating the deaths of some of your classmates around here.” He said flashing his badge. Your eyes widened slightly, your cheeks still dark. “Oh! I should let you go then Mr. Winchester,” you smiled sweetly at him, removing your hand with your keys from his, he grinned at you “You’re okay, I’m waiting on my partner anyways.” He shoved his hands in his pockets. “Um, Y/N…would you maybe want to go out for some drinks or dinner tonight?” Dean asked a blush creeping up his neck and cheeks. You opened your mouth to say yes, a grin pulling your lips back. “Actually, she’s busy” a deep voice sounded from beside you, as an arm gripped your waist tightly. You jumped, startled by the fact someone had been standing beside you.

               “Michael! You scared the day lights out of me!” you pulled your graze from Dean and turned it toward the dark haired, green eyed man that had been your boyfriend for almost a year now. He’d shown up about a day after a weird commit or huge shooting star had landed in a field just behind the campus. He immediately took a liking to you, and you couldn’t help but fall for him.

               Michael looked at Dean, suddenly shoving his hand out, although his eyes held a knowing look behind them. “Michael, nice to meet you….” He drug out the ‘u’ making it a little awkward. Dean felt his chest tighten as he shook hands with the man who looked the same way his father had when his mother and him had gotten married. Dean coughed a little, trying to take the tension out of the air. “Uh, names Dean.” He said quietly “Deans with the FBI, he’s trying to solve all those deaths,” you said looking up at your boyfriend. “Anyways, I better get back to work, uh, Y/N, if you can think of anything else to add to those questions, here is my card with my cell number. Just give me a call or text, have a great day” he said nodding toward you both before he turned and headed toward the parking lot. You both watched as he climbed into a black 1967 Chevy impala and started it, all the while keeping eye contact with Michael who was smirking.

Valhalla

Inspired by this gif from @destinyisall-tlk

If Sigtryggr and Ragnar met in Valhalla...

What is Wrong with You - Kili

Pairing: Kili x Reader

Warning: Canon typical stuff, jerk Kili

You were part of the Company on a quest to take back Erebor. You’d been well trained in hand-to-hand combat and sword fighting by your human father much to the chagrin of your dwarf mother. In fact, you’d become friends with the princes by challenging them to a match when you were all much younger. It hadn’t taken long for the three of you to become near inseparable. You were quite certain that your invitation to join the Company had come at the brothers’ urging. Thorin loved you like a niece and had complimented your skills more than once, but you were still a female and that meant you needed protection. At least according to male dwarf mentality. 

The thought made you snort in derision. 

“You all right there, lass?” Bofur asked from his place beside you. 

You pursed your lips and narrowed your eyes. “Everything’s just fine, Bofur,” you answered. You waited for him to shift his gaze away before stealing his hat and placing it firmly on your own head. 

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DEAN WINCHESTER MASTERLIST

The Journey Begins PT One

Avery Davis, huntress, found the Winchesters on the hunt for whatever killed her mother 22 years ago.  She and Sam instantly connect, finding a kindred spirit in one another.  But Avery never thought she’d fall head over heels for his jerk of an older brother, Dean.

Dangerously In Love Never Saw It Coming

Whiskey Told Confessions Mary’s Deception The Start of An Apple Life

The Great Pumpkin, Dean Winchester

With a Heavy Heart- Chapter 1

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃ℊ𝓈： 𝓈𝓉ℯ𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ， 𝓋𝒾ℴ𝓁ℯ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒯𝒲： 𝒥*𝒽𝓃 𝒲𝒾𝓃𝒸****ℯ𝓇， 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝒷𝓊𝓈ℯ （𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝓃ℯℊ𝓁ℯ𝒸𝓉， 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹ℴ𝓃𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉）, 𝒶𝓃ℊ𝓈𝓉

Word Count- 1.9k

The Apple Pie Life

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Black!Reader

Warnings: teeth rotting fluff and mentions of pregnancy

Author’s Note: This one was originally set at the end of season 12, but I re-edited it to fit the possible ending to season 15.

Dean Winchester never thought that this day would finally come.  He never thought there would be a day that monsters and things that go bump in the night finally ceased to exist.   He never thought there would be a day that he and his little brother, Sam, could finally lead a normal life.

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Mary’s Deception

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Black!Reader

Warnings:  angst, language, mentions of miscarriage

Author’s Note:  Another re-edited throwback.  Set in season 12.

You could not believe your ears.  You could not believe the words that were coming out of Mary Winchester’s mouth.  All this time since she had suddenly disappeared from Dean and Sam’s life after being brought back from the day, she was with them.   

According to Mama Winchester, she had been working with the British Men of Letters and lying to the three of you for months.

Un-fucking-believable.

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Whiskey Told Confessions

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Black!Reader, 

Warnings:  angst, alcohol, insecure reader, insecure Dean

Author’s Note: Another throwback from my other Tumblr that I’ve re-edited for you guys.

You stomped your way down the bunker stairs, trying to hold back the tears.  Tonight had been horrible, and you just wanted it to all go away. 

Making it to the war room, you angrily tore off your leather jacket, tossing it to somewhere you didn’t care.  Bending down, you began to rummage through the cabinets of the small bar, searching for something, anything to numb the pain.  You had already been drinking since the incident but it hadn’t been enough to help with the ache in your heart.

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Enjoy Syverson. He's a blast.

I LOVE HIM😭

Henry Cavill as Gus March-Phillips THE MINISTRY OF UNGENTLEMANLY WARFARE (2024) Dir: Guy Ritchie

Legs open and all

Summary: Whatever madness drove this woman to board a pirate’s ship of her own free will was beyond comprehension. Yet there she was, in velvet and silk, marching toward certain danger and the sinful desires of the monstrous Captain August ‘Blackbeard’ Walker.

Pairing: AU! Pirate August Walker x OFC (no mentions of body type or ethnicity)

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: 18+. No smut, but sexual themes are mentioned, as well as dark themes - he is a pirate. Possible historical inaccuracy. This is not the real Blackbeard. Mentions of kidnapping.

A/N: Not beta’d. Many thanks to @agniavateira @luna-aestas and @wolvesandhoundshowltogether for the support, and thanks to @geralts-yenn because this story started as a 15-minute challenge, and I ended up writing a whole shot. There might be a part 2, and this might turn into a series. We will see after my anxiety runs its course :D

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Neptune's Snare

The soggy wooden platform creaked beneath her feet as she climbed onto the main deck. Each step eliciting s husky wail - a sorrowful hymn to the lost maidens of the sea - those who would never return, those devoured by the sinful desires of monstrous captain August ‘Blackbeard’ Walker. 

I’m in my Alan Ritchson Era 💕

Ooooooo , aaaaaaa 😩