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Blogs to send requests: @lofty-castle-imagines  @sam-winchester-hunting-log (My Sam Winchester RP blog) @lair-of-the-wraith-queen

Please, send in lots of requests guys. I really need my brain to start writing again.

…Dean’s well aware everyone needs a shoulder to lean on.

Supernatural - Dean

Pairing: Dean x Reader

For my friend @irishavengersassemble

~*~--z--~*~

You sigh sadly and sniffle. You’ve just felt so down recently. Life’s gotten hard and that’s really no one’s fault. Doesn’t make it fair though.

So, you’re just sitting here on a park bench, all by your lonesome. You hate bringing your friends or your boyfriend down. They all have their own issues and you really don’t want to add onto that.

But, your self-induced solitude is soon shattered. The familiar rumble of Baby’s engine is easily heard through the silent park. You can hear Dean pull into the parking lot about twenty feet away from your bench. The Impala’s engine shuts off once he parks. 

Sometimes you feel like he can just home in on you. Dean always knows where to find you and when you need him most. It’s a skill he doesn’t expose often but you’re very glad for it.

He’s silent when he walks over. the only sounds you hear are when he sits down. There’s the thump of him resting down beside you, and the crinkle of his jacket’s material. But that’s it.

You sniffle again. But, a slow smile creeps at your lips as he begins to hum Lean on Me by Bill Withers. It’s not rock but it is a classic.

“Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on,” He starts to sing softly as he wraps his arm around your shoulders. He lovingly pulls you against his side.

“For it won't be long 'Til I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on.” He continues gently as he rests his cheek against your head.

Your eyes are watering but you’re smiling now. You snuggle against his chest. He’s warm and comforting, everything you needed and didn’t know it.

“If there is a load you have to bear That you can't carry,” He leans close and kisses your hair, whispering, 

“I'm right up the road I'll share your load If you just call me.” Nothing more needs to be said after that. You smile tiredly, starting to feel a little lighter. He holds you close and rocks you gently. 

You know that he’ll always be there for you when you need him most.

~*~End~*~

...Benny and Dean protect you from your boyfriend.

Supernatural - Benny, Dean

Family: Benny x Adult Great Grandchild!Reader

Pairing: OMC x Reader, Dean x Reader

Warning: OC death. Reference to domestic abuse.

Imagine Series: Blood-laced Lullabies 

Words: 834

~*~--z--~*~ 

“I'm not really surprised that you murdered him." You whisper softly as you sit on the wide old tree stump in the forest. You’re shaking slightly, holding a hand to your aching face. There’s tears in your eyes and you’re trying so hard to keep calm but it feels nearly impossible. 

You watch Benny’s fangs recede into their resting position while Dean holsters his gun into the back of his jeans. Both are watching you in concern, waiting for your cue that it’s alright to near you. You can’t help but ignore them for the moment, something else has your attention.

Your eyes drift to the still warm corpse lying on the grass. The moonlight drifting through the trees does little to hide the fact that there’s a dead man laid slain amongst the flowers. There’s a bloody trail from where his throat’s been ripped out, it flows down and mingles with the pool of blood on his chest where the bullet wound resides.

You call it murder. They call it protecting family. Perhaps it’s the same thing but you really don’t care right now. All that matters now is that the monster wearing human skin (or is he a human wearing a monster’s title?) is finally dead and can no longer hurt you.

You flinch slightly and rub your bruised arms as Benny steps closer towards you. You immediately seek comfort and outstretch your arms to him. He happily steps into your personal space and your arms wrap around his deathly cold body. His arm circles your shoulders and holds you close protectively.

Dean shifts his weight from one foot to the other as he watches you both. You’ve seen that particular guarded look on his face before. He wants to come and comfort you but is afraid of stepping out of line. So, you give him a weak and welcoming smile to beckon him over to you.

“Yu’ll be awlrigh’ now, little Gatorsnap.” Benny whispers ang tenderly kisses your hair. He steps away so that Dean can move forward to you. Dean kneels before you upon arrival and reaches up. The hunter gently cups your face, looking sadly into your eyes, before leaning forward and kissing you sweetly.

...Sam chases the pain away when you’re sad.

Supernatural - Sam

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Specialized for my friend Sam @thelonexsouls

Series: Depression Reduction Endeavor

by sam-winchester-hunting-log

Words: 2,968

A/N: This is super late and I’m sorry. I couldn’t write for the longest time.

~*~--z--~*~

You should have known better. Should have remember that hunters always find what they’re looking for. This would have reminded you that it was useless to hide when you were sad. Because Sam would always find you no matter where you hid.

You squeak softly in surprise as he slowly sits down beside you on the bench. There’s tears in your eyes and you’re sitting with your knees pulled up to your chest. You sniffle softly as you desperately blink back the tears.

...Dean comforting you on an off day.

Supernatural - Dean

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Specialized for my friend Cas @diamondheathen

Series: Depression Reduction Endeavor

by sam-winchester-hunting-log

~*~--z--~*~

“Trust me, I’ve been there.” Dean tells you as he sits down on the park bench next to you. He wraps a strong arm about your shoulders. He gently pulls you close and you snuggle into his side. All the over shirts make him soft to hug despite all the hard muscle hidden underneath. 

“R-really?” You ask with a sniffle as you move your head up, nuzzling your nose against his shoulder as you blink at him. His image is a little blurry from the tears stinging at your eyes. He just smiles softly at you and nods.

...Surprising Sam after a hard hunt.

Supernatural - Sam

Pairing: Sam x Spouse!Reader

~*~--z--~*~

Alright, you may have found this out the hard way but you have a word to the wise. That word just happened to be to never use Angel Flight Travels so soon after having a head wound. Being whisked around by the family angel was bad enough on its own. Still, it got the job done.

New RP Blog

Hi everyone!

I just wanted to tell you all that I have a new RP blog for Sam Winchester!

So, if you’d like to RP or if you just want to come watch me make a fool of myself (and hopefully not Sam), then stop by and give us a look.

Zaira’s Sam RP blog

...You show off your skills to your date.

Supernatural - Dean

Pairing: Dean x Reader

~*~--z--~*~

It had been supposed to be a normal date like normal people have. But, given your luck, it wasn’t. It feels like you can’t go anywhere without running into a demon... ....or three.

They had instantly recognized the guy you were flirting with at the bar counter and had flung him into the wall. Your blood boiling, you threw a glass of holy water into the offending demon’s face. From that point on, all the screaming kinda made it hard to remember details of what happened.

~*~z~*~

Dean had slammed into the counter before heading straight into the wall. He had been left winded and dazed, ribs aching and possibly cracked. This trip to the bar had been supposed to be a break. He was still recovering from his and Sam’s last hunt.

He had been enjoying his time, especially after meeting someone fun and special at the bar. He was pretty sure he was going to get laid but then demons showed up. Of course....!

He’s not quite sure how long he’s been on the floor but he’s sure it’s been a while. Pain shoots up through his ribs, stealing his breath, as he sits up. He’s staring in shocked awe as he slowly gets out from behind the bar counter.

He blinks slowly as he stares at you panting hard in the middle of the trashed bar. You’re pushing your hair out of your eyes as you slowly turn towards him. You flush and smile shyly at him, the previously possessed bodies lying all about you.

“Sorry, about that.” You say softly, blinking innocently at him. Sudden warmth, flutters alive in Dean and spreads through his body. You’re somehow suddenly even more attractive than you were earlier.

“Are you okay?” You ask softly as you walk over to him and gently lay a hand on his shoulder.

“I’ll be okay.” Dean looks at the floor where the bodies are, “Nice job. Ain’t easy dispatching demons.”

“I try.” You chuckle and grin at him, “So, how about we go back to my place for a patch job and coffee.” You snicker and he smirks. 

Maybe this date doesn’t suck after all.

~*~End~*~

Head’s up

I’m feeling a lack of inspiration for Stargate right now so imagines and requests are currently down until further notice.

But Supernatural and Grimm imagines are both open. I am actually looking for some prompts from either so please feel free to send some. I’ve added more characters to each list.

Crossovers available if you want one.

Awkward Headcanons

So, for the past couple of days I’ve been shipping Dean Winchester with Nick Burkhardt. They have a lot in common but the one thing that really stood out to me was that they’re both amazingly sweet with abused/homeless children/teens.

So, me and my bestie thought up this adorable headcanon where the Dean and Nick just have this adorable adopted hoard of orphans that follow them around that they care for.

New Winhardt Blog:  hunting-under-a-blood-moon

Greetings to all you wonderful readers and followers! I hope today finds you all well.

In honor of me having so many wonderful followers (41 on here and 191 on Mardi Gras Imagines ^^  ), I’ve decided to maybe start a stats post for this blog and my NCIS: NOLA imagine blog. This stats post will show the imagines with most notes as a means to thank you all for picking your favorite stories.

Since this is the first post, I’ll be going most notes over all. I’ll post this stat page once a month and pick from the imagines that came out that month. I will list one post per fandom (Silver Foxes are now their own fandom), list the characters, and how many notes they have.

So, look below line and see the highest voted. ^^ Thanks again, love to you all!!

...You find out Gabriel’s not as gone as they say.

Supernatural - Gabriel

Friendship: Gabriel x Reader

~*~--z--~*~

You hum in concentration as you stare down at the table before you. There’s tabloids and endless amounts of dubious looking supplies for pranks lying all about. There’s printed pages on your next “victim”.

Dusk Fall pt.1

Crossover- Team Free Will/Team Grimm

Meeting: Sam & Dean Winchester/ Fuchsbau!Reader

Family: Aunt!Rosalee/Reader, Guardians!Team Grimm/Reader

Disclaimer: I only own dubious sounding herbs

~*~--z--~*~

The first day you had met the Winchesters had been so normal.

It was a rather quiet day at your job. You own an herb and tea shop just like your favorite aunt. You loved the smell of spices and your aunt had worked hard to teach you how to be an apothecary.

You’re humming and organizing a special selection of Wesen-only reagents when you hear the bell ring on the front door. You perk up and gently rest the jars on the shelf before climbing down your step ladder. You frown softly as you sniff the air, you can smell stale blood.

You turn a corner around a spice-shelf and are finally in direct view of the front desk. You bite your lip gently as you spot two men standing before your desk. They’re both very tall and muscular but they don’t seem to smell hostile besides the blood. You decide to swallow down your fear and head behind the desk to help them.

“Morning, Gentlemen.” You greet them pleasantly, “How may I help you today?”

~*~z~*~

They were stuck in some tiny town just outside Portland, Oregon. It had been a long night that had turned into a long morning for the Winchesters. They were both exhausted and wanted to go back to their hotel to pass out but couldn’t yet. They were completely out of supplies for a spell and needed them soon.

It had been a blessing that Sam had spotted a tiny herb shop on their drive through the tiny town the night before. The boys were hoping that it would have at least some of the supplies they needed. Cas was currently nowhere to be found so they couldn’t ask him to fetch anything so this tea shop would have to do.

Dean drove the Impala up to the curb outside the shop and put her into park. He huffed and slumped back into his seat, casting a glance at his dozing brother in the passenger’s seat. The hunt was slow-going and last night had not really ended well.

Both brothers were horridly sore and banged up. They were unsure what they were hunting but it seemed to be some sort of shifter that had not reacted to silver. They were both at a loss and the thing had gotten away before they could even gank it. Now all Dean cared about was getting the massive bite on Sam’s arm cleaned up.

...Sam’s concerned about you after you hunt on your own.

Supernatural - Sam

Pairing: Sam x Reader

~*~--z--~*~

“Awww, c’mon, Sam.” You whine pathetically as the youngest Winchester sits you down on a chair at the kitchen table. You huff softly and cross your arms, pouting up at him as he opens the first aid kit. You start to tap your foot impatiently as he gets everything ready.