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Request: Heyyyyoooo! Could you maybe do a dean x reader where she’s always been the rock in the relationship, even tho he’s not that emotional either, but she’s just literally never upset or seems sad, but one day she has a nightmare and then that just kind of starts the ball rolling and she just kinda finally needs dean and he’s there and comforts her?

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2428

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“We’ll be home in about an hour,” Dean’s tired, flat voice tumbled through your phone speaker.

“Hunt didn’t go well, I take it?”

“We got the ghost,” he sighed heavily. “But not before it got some more kids.”

Years and years of being just too late definitely took a toll on hunters. Dean grew up in the life, so it was his normal. But even though he constantly said it wasn’t a big deal, or he was used to it, you knew it was a lie. He needed his downtime. He needed comfort. And beyond his need for that reassurance, he deserved it.

“I’m so sorry, babe.” It was so hard to hear him so down when you couldn’t hold him. “How’s Sam doing? Think you can convince him to take the weekend off and not look for another hunt?”

Tomorrow

Summary: Just angst and depression, bruh. Remember, I let you guys vote for either this fic or the fluffy one and... well...

Platonic!Reader & Dean & Sam

Word Count: 1583

TW: Hospitals, ed, cancer, avoidance

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“That was the hospital,” Sam said once he hung up. He ran his fingers through his hair and looked at Dean with tired eyes. “Y/N’s there again.”

It hurt, but it wasn’t a surprise. “What happened?”

“She collapsed. They’re running tests now to see why.”

Y/N had been getting worse for months now. She hid it, but after it got to a certain point, to the point where the hospital got involved, she couldn’t hide it any longer. Dean grabbed his jacket and keys. “Let’s go.”

The ride was silent and familiar. It was the third time in as many months. The first time was just to pick her up. Y/N had gone to get a sleeping pill prescription, and the doctors wouldn’t let her get behind the wheel, saying that she would be a danger in her current state. The second time, she’d been so sick that her roommate insisted she go. Sam and Dean had been called because they were still on file from the first time.

And now she collapsed.

If only she would tell them what was going on with her.

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Boys’ Club

Request by miller1967winchester:  You should do a series Dean x reader going off of the plot of Mulan where the reader pretends to be a male hunter because female hunters get looked down upon… [the rest of the request contains spoilers… and I’m not about to give any…]

Summary: You’re sick of the hunters you run into not treating you with respect since you’re a woman.

Word Count: 1901

Warnings: None

A/N: So… The semester started and I’m gonna be busy, so I’m not sure when I’ll be able to write stuff. But I’ll be posting the rest of this series within a week, hopefully. Also, this was my first request and it’s been a long time since I’ve written anything that didn’t come fully from my own mind, so I hope this isn’t too bad. Also, I have a thing for backstories, and a promise we’ll get to the actual Deanxreader part eventually!

Boys’ Club Series Masterlist –  Spanish Masterlist

When your brother was thirteen, your father let him go on his first hunt. You had to wait until you were sixteen. Then, for your brother’s eighteenth birthday, your father’s gift to him was his first solo hunt. The first time you hunted by yourself was to track down the demon that killed your entire family when you were twenty-one. There was no reason that you should have had to wait longer than your brother. You grew up studying lore, shooting guns, learning to aim with knives. You had been just as good as any hunter.

But you were a girl. And, despite it being the twenty-first century, hunting was still inherently a male profession.

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Living Lonely

Bucky x Reader

Inspiration: Single At 40 by Rhys

Word Count: 850

“I’m not scared of dying alone.”

“Living alone?”

“No. I live alone and I’m fine. I’m more scared of living lonely.”

The stars were obscured by the light pollution, but if you closed your eyes, you could picture a clear, mountain night with diamonds glittering across the black expanse. It would be a much better setting for this conversation, but since you weren’t near the mountains you vacationed at every summer as a child, this rooftop in the middle of Brooklyn and your imagination would have to do.

“Okay, you lost me.” The air beside you shifted a little as you heard Bucky take a drag of the joint you were sharing. 

Eyes still closed, you took a moment to gather your thoughts. “I mean… I’m fine on my own, you know? I’m all independent and shit. Hell, that’s the reason none of my relationships have lasted.”

He passed the joint to you and raised an eyebrow. “I’m pretty sure the reason you’re still single is ‘cause you only date assholes.”

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