Dean Winchester | Supernatural: 4x01 Lazarus Rising

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Made for You- Ch.20

Summary: Dean was yours. You were his. At least that’s what it felt like when you both presented. But then John sent you away, at the ripe age of fifteen. ‘For your own safety,’ that’s what he said. You go about your life, believing what John did was for the best… but all that changes when a certain bloody and wounded Alpha is dropped on your dining room table.

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Warnings: Flangst… a bit of fluff and a bit of angst, ‘cause there is a lot they need to talk about before they can go forward. Mentions of assault and violence. A/B/O dynamics.

Bamby

You ran your fingers through Dean’s hair as you handed him his cup of coffee. Looking up at you, he gave a sweet and thankful smile, watching as you moved to sit on the other end of the couch. You were both silent as you settled in, pulling your legs up and tucking them under you, your own coffee cup resting on your knee. Once you were settled, Dean broke the silence.

“So…” he sighed.

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Bloodlines

Jared Padalecki x Reader AU

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Made for You- Ch.18

Summary: Dean was yours. You were his. At least that’s what it felt like when you both presented. But then John sent you away, at the ripe age of fifteen. ‘For your own safety,’ that’s what he said. You go about your life, believing what John did was for the best… but all that changes when a certain bloody and wounded Alpha is dropped on your dining room table.

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Warnings: Brief angst. Explicit language. A/B/O dynamics. Heat. Smut. Unprotected sex. Knotting. Claiming. FINALLY!! And then some fluff.

Bamby

“I don’t want you to find someone else. I don’t want there to be anyone else.”

His words settle a shiver down your spine that made you hum, pleased. But the moment was short lived. Your insides wrenched, tugged and pulled, pain replacing that ease his words had given you.

As you curled yourself into a tighter ball, Dean shifted. He moved until he was pressed against your back again, hands pulling at you so you would uncurl from the fetal position you’d put yourself in. “We can do the chick-flick crap later, right now…” his lips pressed a kiss to your shoulder blade, “let me help you, ‘Mega.”

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Made for You- Ch.17

Summary: Dean was yours. You were his. At least that’s what it felt like when you both presented. But then John sent you away, at the ripe age of fifteen. ‘For your own safety,’ that’s what he said. You go about your life, believing what John did was for the best… but all that changes when a certain bloody and wounded Alpha is dropped on your dining room table.

Characters: Omega!Reader and Alpha!OMCs.

A/N: Once again, thank you to the lovely @kittenofdoomage for being the beta for this chapter :):)

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Warnings: Angst. Pain. Protective!Dean. Smut, but, like, not smutty smut. Explicit language. Thigh riding (she did say she started something with Dean and that kink…). Mentions of Trent (because he deserves a warning label). Self-hate. Self-doubt.

Bamby

“Dean.”

At the sound of you saying his name, Dean jumped into action.

He stood and turned to the open bathroom door where you realised both Hayden and Dan stood, with Sam right behind them. They all looked to you, worry clear in their eyes. Fear. No one had to say the words for you to understand why they looked so concerned. You were on the edge of death, and you doubted that looked pretty.

One look from Dean, and Sam seemed to understand what needed to be done. “I’ll get them out of here.” He nodded to his brother.

Hayden paused for the briefest of moments, looking down at you one last time before he turned on his heels and walked away, Sam not too far behind him. Dan on the other hand, was frozen on the spot.

Dean tried to keep his cool as the other Alpha stayed right where he was. “You being here is making her sick,” he tried to explain.

Tearing his eyes from you, Dan looked Dean right in the eyes. “If she gets worse…”

“She won’t,” Dean assured him. “I’ll take care of her.”

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With Wolves- Ch.1

Summary: Known as The Omen, your reputation puts fear in some of the most dangerous and deadly Alphas. So when you’re caught and sent to the worst maximum security facility unknown to man, no one expected an unclaimed Omega to walk through the gates in shackles and an orange jumpsuit. Word circulates, and before long there’s a price on your head. Who will claim the untamed Omega?

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Warnings: A/B/O dynamics. Explicit language. Dean’s point of view, and then Sam’s, but just for this chapter, as an intro to the story.

Bamby

Sammy and I were lounging out in the yard, soakin’ up the sun while we could. We knew our time outside was limited. We knew we probably, barely, had a few hours before some shit storm was going to hit, and we’d be sent back down to the pit. Since coming here, we’d spent more time down in the dark, dank hole than we’d spent anywhere else. But that’s bound to happen, considering who and what we were.

I was laid out on top of the table, arm draped over my face as the warmth of the sun relaxed my otherwise usually tense muscles. Sam sat on the connecting bench, back leaning against the table as he flicked through a book he’d managed to nick from the library before our asses were dragged outside. I didn’t get the big fuss about the book, but Sammy liked ‘em, so I let him be. It was one of the only gentler escapes he’d managed to find for himself in the Hell we’d be thrown in.

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Made for You- Ch.16 Tags

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Made for You- Ch.15

Summary: Dean was yours. You were his. At least that’s what it felt like when you both presented. But then John sent you away, at the ripe age of fifteen. ‘For your own safety,’ that’s what he said. You go about your life, believing what John did was for the best… but all that changes when a certain bloody and wounded Alpha is dropped on your dining room table.

Characters: Omega!Reader and Alpha!OMCs.

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics. Heat. Explicit language. Dub-con-ish… which quickly turns into non-con. Fingering. Dry humping. Sexual assault. Almost rape. I don’t want to call it smut, due to the nature of it, but it happens in a car. Self-hate. Violence. Blood. Near death. Angst. HEED THE WARNINGS!!

Bamby

“Trent.” You pulled yourself up until you were standing straight, trying to look. Hope he couldn’t smell you over the rain. “What are you doing here?”

“Friday night.” He shrugged, still heading towards you. “Wanted a beer after work. Why? You staking claim over the-” He paused in his tracks, eyes going wide before they raked over you. “Your heat.”

You flinched at the word, backing up a little, only to whisper as another wave of pain flushed through you.

He hesitated for barely a second, before he continued towards you.

Pulling back, you shook your head. “No. No, I’m fine. I don’t need-”

“Bullshit.” He rolled his eyes, ignoring you as his arm slipped around your waist. “God, your clothes are soaked through. If you don’t get out of this rain, you’re gonna get sick,” he said, more to himself than to you. “Come on.” He pulled you closer before leading you over to his truck.

With the smell of the rain still surrounding you, you hummed and let your body melt into his leather jacket. Your feet moved without much thought. You just let him take you towards his truck- which was parked at the back of the parking lot.

He was being gentle, despite your last conversation, despite your heat, and you really didn’t have a lot of options. You decided to trust him.

It was a big mistake. You just didn’t know it yet.

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Imagine being an Omega and during a night out in a bar you meet your true Alpha mate, demon Dean. (Part 6)

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Your legs were still shaking, slowly and hesitantly carrying you towards the small cafe you had agreed to meet with Dean’s brother, Sam. You were just outside the door, your hand on the doorhandle and ready to push but your body would only so much obey you at the moment. The thought of just turning arround and leaving crossed your mind. He had not seen you, or even if he had, he didn’t know who you were and you’d be able to run away. You’d be able to go back to the motel before Dean realized you’d even been gone and even more contacted his brother behind his back. You’d be able to just go back to your normal, if you could call it that, life without any trouble.

But then the other part of you remembered how there would never be any kind of normal when your Alpha was a demon and, as much as he promised you the safety and happiness you wanted, the risk of losing that in split second because he couldn’t control the monster inside were very high. Not to mention how cold it left you to stare back into his eyes at moments and see a broken man try to break out but being held back by what he’d become. So maybe he was honest, maybe if you brought back the man he was there would be no chance of you being together – and oh that put the fear of gods in you – but you were willing to take even death for the sake of that man.

And so you took a deep breath and pushed the door open, entering the cafe. You looked around the small place, all kinds of scents catching your attention. As expected there were more than one Alphas around; not making it easy for you to know who was Sam. You looked around to see some of them already looking at you, making you shift uncomfortably but despite the lack of mark on your neck you didn’t worry much this time, especially when you took notice of a scent that was familiar in some ways, similar to one you knew very well. Similar to Dean’s and it was all because they were related.

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Don’t be Scared of the Dark, Little Brother - 2015

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Back to the roots, before hell after hell broke loose and the brothers were just brothers.

BUY A PRINT

Wouldn’t it be nice?

You’re a beta in a family of omegas.  All you’ve ever wanted was a picture perfect omega life.  And if you can’t actually have it, you’re happy enough to pretend.

Characters: Reader x Sam, Reader x Dean, OFCs Word Count: 8K Warnings/Content: A/B/O AU and all the terminology therein (ruts, knotting, heats, slick, etc), smut, lil bit of feels

For @dr-dean’s #ABO Birthday Challenge using the prompt “Wouldn’t it be nice” by The Beach Boys.  My undying thanks to alpha betas @inkiestdawn and @ilostmyshoe-79.  I love your sense.

I posted a teaser for this.  It would go right in the middle of the story, but isn’t included here.

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Out of Ashes- Prologue

Summary: She was born heir to the throne of the original werewolf pack. Her grandfather the original Alpha werewolf born from the mother of Monsters. She was excepted to be born a ruthless Alpha, but instead became a soft-spoken Omega. Disowned by her pack, she was forced out into the outside world where she meets a man named Dean Winchester. Little does she know that he’s a hunter and will come to be her Alpha.

Paring: Alpha! Dean x Omega Reader eventual MOC! Dean x Reader. Words: 1,050

Warnings: Knotting, Smut, Graphic Violence, Extreme Angst.  Slight Spoilers for Season Ten. AN: Soooo…  I don’t know.  I blame this on that new Celine Dion song for Deadpool 2.   This is a MOC! Dean story, so… Yeah.  Anway… If the prologue is liked well enough then I will continue!  

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The briers bite at her bare feet as they tear little gashes into the flesh.  The pain fuels her senses as she continues to run for her life.  Her feet thudding dully against the forest floor is the tune of her death day.  When had things come to this?  

Her own pack running her down on the orders of her Grandfather- her lungs burning from the exhaustion.   She can hear Emma giggle ruthlessly behind her.  The woman that had raised her as her own daughter after her true mother’s death in childbirth.  A plague they had called her from the beginning of her life.  A curse brought on by her mother’s laying with an impure werewolf, one born of the bite and not of the family blood.

Her breath becomes more ragged as she runs the familiar paths of her childhood home.   They live back way in a thicket of deep woods.  She thinks the state is called Kentucky.  She’s no longer sure of that though as her mind races.   The elders have always lied to her.  Tormented her, beat her, and now have convinced everyone that she must die.  

Her thoughts are frantic as she tries to remember her way to the highway.  She has gotten there before, but her memory has faded with the years- she was only a girl at the time.  The calling of her name behind her makes the panic set in again and she pushes harder against the crash that is coming.  

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Made for You- Ch.8

Summary: Dean was yours. You were his. At least that’s what it felt like when you both presented. But then John sent you away, at the ripe age of fifteen. ‘For your own safety,’ that’s what he said. You go about your life, believing what John did was for the best… but all that changes when a certain bloody and wounded Alpha is dropped on your dining room table.

Characters: Omega!Reader, Alpha!Dean, Alpha!Sam, Alpha!Bobby, Alpha!OMC and Omega!OFC.

Warnings: Fluff. Dean being a bit of a cocky ass. Tension. Fluff.

Bamby

You woke up feeling warm. You woke up feeling… safe. Your morning brain was a little fuzzy, trying to catch up, but you couldn’t remember going to Dan’s, Hayden’s or Trent’s… so why could you feel arms around you?

Eyes fluttering open, you looked up at the person whose chest your head was resting on… finding yourself practically lying on top of Dean.

Tensing, you looked up at him with now wide and fully awake eyes as you began to freak out. What were you supposed to do in this situation? Run? Pull away? Stay?

He was still hurt, you didn’t want to risk injuring him more. Besides he did have a pretty firm grip on you, his arms hugging you to his chest. If you wanted out, you were going to have to wake him. It wouldn’t be right waking him. Though, it actually wasn’t that bad of a feeling, being in his arms. He smelt nice, which was a bonus.

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