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Forbidden - Teacher!Dean x Student!Reader - Chapter 8

Of God help me you thought.

Your eyes widened as you looked at the man in front of you. There was something dark about him that you couldn't point your finger on.

"Going somewhere sweetheart?" he asked with a sick and twisted smile, his breath hitting your face, and you could smell the alcohol in it.

You tried to go back but he gripped you tight, putting a hand on your arms.

"Oh come on sweet-cheeks don't fight" he said with a laugh as you tried to fight him off "We don't bite... hard" he laughed more and so did the men behind him.

"Come on now!" he all-but shouted, face completely serious, and your eyes widened, a few tears running down your cheeks.

You stopped fighting, afraid that you would make him angry. Because even if you managed to break free from his grip there was no way that you would manage to escape from all of them.

"That's more like it" he grinned and more tears run down your face "You really shouldn't be walking alone this time of the night. You never know what might be waiting around the corner." he said and the men behind him laughed.

"It's dangerous. Especially with all those people going missing lately" he laughed and pulled his hand away from your mouth, and grabbed your jaw tightly. Making you cry out in pain.

"Oh no honey, don't be afraid. We just wanna have some fun" he grinned and your cried more.

"Please, please leave me alone. I-I..." you started but then trailed off and started sobbing.

"Don't worry, babe. I'm sure you will like it" he grinned and you started crying more and sobbing, as his hand went from holding your jaw to your waist and then down your leg. He tried to push your dress up but luckily immediately stopped when a voice was heard.

"Hey leave her alone!" the rough voice roared angrily.

The man stopped and everybody looked at someone that was standing behind you.

"Hey pal, mind your own business, we are just having some fun here" your captor said, trying to make him leave.

"I said. Leave. her. alone!" the voice said more angrily and you looked at your captor to see a dark expression on his face.

"Obviously you don't get it. Let me spell it out for you. Mind. your. own. business." he said through gritted teeth.

"Bite me" the man, it was clear from the way his voice sounded, said sarcastically.

And that was all it took for the fight to start. Because obviously your captor saw red. He immediately pushed you and you fell on the cold and wet road, scratching your knee and arm, pain shooting through you, and him along with the rest of the gang making his way to where (obviously) the man was.

You on the other hand could not see much. You staid for a while down on the cold road, unable to move from the pain, crying and sobbing. After a few seconds you tried to get up but failed so you decided to crawl to the side of the road and laid down at the roots of a tree, pulling your knees to yourself and hugging them as close as possible to you.

You shut your eyes tightly, the only thing you could hear was men fighting and you wished with all your heart that he would be able to fight them off. Because if he didn't then... you did not even dare to think about what those people would do to you. A few more minutes passed and nothing could be heard anymore. The only thing you could hear was your uncontrollable sobs and some hiccups here and there along with unsteady breathing. Your unsteady breathing.

But nothing else.

Nothing else but silence.

And then you heard it. Heavy breathing and... Footsteps. Footsteps coming closer to you. You got scared and pushed yourself closer to the tree, as far away as possible from whoever coming close. You curled yourself more close to the tree, sobs shaking your whole body, unable to stop yourself from crying.

"Hey, hey it's alright" the voice, although rough, sounded soft "Everything's alright"

You hesitated to move but when you did turn around, to look first at the hand on your shoulder and then at the face of the man that saved you, you could not believe your eyes. Although it was dark you could clearly make out the face of your savior. And even if you didn't see clearly, you would know who he was just by looking in those forest-green eyes.

Your eyes almost widened "D-Dean?" you asked not believing what you were seeing through your blurry eyes.

He smiled at hearing you call him by his first name "Yeah, it's me" he said softly.

"H-how- Wh-what? I- They-" you started stuttering but he stopped you.

"No time for that. How about we get you away from here, hm?" he asked in a low voice and you looked at your bleeding knee and back at him, giving a small nod.

He smiled slightly and after grabbing your bag that was away from you he came back to you and although you tried to get up on your own he just gave you your bag and bent to pick you up and carry you bridal style.

Your cheeks flushed and you looked at him almost wide-eyed but you just looked down at your hand holding your bag and wiped your tears with the other one, although a few more rolled down your cheeks. You took in a shaky breath, and hugged your bag closer to you as few sobs escaped your throat, no matter how much you tried to hold them. And although it seemed as if it was your idea, Dean held you tighter upon hearing you cry.

After a few seconds you looked up at him and although your vision was slightly blurry from the tears you could see Dean almost clearly. And so you staid like that. Looking at him. Staring at him. Gazing at him. You were mesmerized by him. By his oh-so-green eyes that although they held a fire in them they looked soft. And by his jaw which was set, firmly, his lips slightly pursed and a small split on them, with a few droplets of blood running.

So that's how you staid there, in his firm and strong arms as he held you tightly and close to him. But he obviously realized that you were staring because he looked down at you, raising slightly an eyebrow, and you immediately looked down at your hands and bag, blushing.

And after a while you started feeling more tired, your eyes almost closing sometimes. You rubbed them, trying to get the sleep out of them just for a little bit longer, until at least you reached your place. But you could no longer keep yourself from feeling so tired. And you could no longer keep yourself from leaning in, closer to him, closer to his warm body.

He was so warm that you could not help yourself but put a hand on his chest and your head at the crook of his neck. He seemed to tense, almost stopping for a few seconds, but then he kept walking as he pulled you closer to him. And you snuggled closer to him, breathing in his perfect scent. And just like that you found yourself falling into a peaceful sleep, all worries and pain washing away immediately as if nothing bad had happened, because you felt safe. You were safe. In his arms. In Dean's arms.


You felt yourself being pulled out of sleep as the sun hit your face. You groaned and tried to hide your face under the covers.

Wait what?

You woke up completely as realization hit you. You immediately opened your eyes and rubbing the sleep out of them you looked around you, trying to understand where you were. You removed the covers and looked down at yourself. Luckily you were fully clothed, apart from your jacket which was now hanging on a chair, and a bandage was wrapped around your knee as well as arm. You then turned your head looking around the room and then your eyes widened in realization. You were not in your room, that was for sure. You were...

... in Dean's room?

You were completely sure once you looked at the window and the whole room and immediately tried to get up. A decision which you soon regretted because as soon as you stepped on your feet, pain shoot through your whole foot and knee, making you yelp and fall to the floor with a loud thud. Which obviously Dean heard, as he came running up the stairs and quickly came to your side.

"Hey, hey. Easy there, take it easy" he said softly, and grabbed you by your shoulders to help you up.

"No. It's ok Mr-" you started but then stopped "Dean. It's ok Dean. I can do it" you said giving him a small smile.

He chuckled and you looked at him frowning "It's just-" he laughed a little more "Again with those damn formalities" he said and your eyes almost widened.

He sounds just like in the dream you thought but immediately shook the thought off.

"Sorry..." you mumbled as he helped you sit on the bed and started checking your knee.

"No it's ok. You just- You're really formal... all the time." he chuckled more and you blushed.

"Sorry" you apologized once again "It has just become a habit. You're my teacher and-" he cut you off.

"Yes, but we're not at school anymore" he looked up at you with a smirk.

Damn. This sounds all the more like the dream you thought again.

"Yeah..." you mumbled.

"Besides, I'm not that old" he continued and went back to treating your knee.

"You not old at all Dean" you said without even thinking, just speaking your mind.

He looked back up at you with a smile "Thanks" he mumbled and you just smiled back.

You stood there for a while, just looking at each other, no-one making a move or saying anything, just gazing into each other's eyes and enjoying the peace and silence surrounding you. But when you realized it you immediately broke your gaze and opted for looking down at your hands, a blush making its way up to your cheeks. Dean cleared his throat and slightly shaking his head he finished fixing the bandage on your knee.

Silence surrounded you but Dean soon broke it.

"So I talked to your father about last night" he began and you immediately remembered that your father was not at home. And he would not be for the whole Friday and weekend. Some business he had to attend at a nearby church he had told you.

"He said that although he cannot come back you are not staying at your home alone" Dean said and looked up at you "You are going to spend the weekend here, with me" he finished.


And you did spend the weekend with him.

Maybe in the beginning it was awkward, seeing as he was really close to you all the time as he had to help you move around the house, and you blushed furiously most of the times. Especially that time when he was having a shower and you had to catch your ringing phone. You of course fell, yelping in pain, and Dean heard you, so he quickly came out to help you. Luckily he was wearing his jeans, obviously he had just started dressing. But the fact that he was not wearing a shirt and came to help you up, by holding you and being close to you, touching you, and supporting you while not wearing a shirt, and had just come out of the shower, was enough to make you blush just at the mere thought.

Fortunately for you that was just the first day of you staying with him. After a while your knee got better, not completely well, but fine enough so that you could walk one your own. Meaning that you could avoid any more awkward moments. Though, him walking in on you changing was quite awkward too, you tried to brush it off. No matter how hard it seemed.

Except for those awkward moments the weekend with Dean was... the best you ever had.

You had a lot in common, both having a special love for pie. And although you would never expect it, he was an amazing person whom you wanted to have more conversations with. Not only was he funny, but he also made interesting and smart conversations. And you found yourself talking to him more and more. Getting to know each other more, exploring your interests, and talking about whatever topic you thought of.  And most of the time it was about his family. Over this weekend you had come to learn that, although he didn't show it, Dean was a broken man. He'd gone through a lot in his life yet he kept going. Greeting everyday with a smile. And that was something you had began to love about him. Though there wasn't a single thing that you did not love about him.

"And I just decided to lick the whole boll. Though the chocolate was more than what I expected. So you can guess how I looked when I pulled my face out of it" Dean finished another one of his stories, taking a small sip from his hot chocolate and then putting it at the small coffee table in front of you.

You were both currently sitting on the couch, at the living room, drinking some hot chocolate waiting for the apple-pie you had made to finish baking. Well, it was mostly him making the preparations and you just helping him. Just another thing you did not expect from him.

You laughed, as he did the same, and shook your head "Seriously Dean. Could you not just take a spoon?" you said, using his first name. You had now become used to calling him by his first name and not use any formalities.

"Well what's the fun to that, hm?" he asked with a smile and you shrugged.

"I guess you're right, that's what I would do most of the times when I was younger anyway" you said.

"See. That's my point" he said drinking from his mug and you nodded, doing the same.

Your laughter died out, the smiles remaining on your faces, as silence surrounded you. Though this time it was not awkward at all. Not to mention it seemed comfortable. It felt comfortable. Being with him felt comfortable. Being with him felt like home.

You looked at your mug for a while then up and around the room until your eyes fell up on a framed picture of him... and his wife. And the smile immediately vanished from your face.

You had met her, Lisa was her name, and she seemed pretty nice. Though now that you'd come to know Dean more you did not see what they could have in common. What could keep them together.

"She's in California" Dean said, seeing you look at the picture, and you turned to look at him "Probably shooting some movie... again" Dean finished, letting out a sigh and looking back down at his mug.

Your heart broke at the sight "You... you miss her?" you asked, biting slightly your lip. Not really wanting to hear the answer.

He looked at you, and letting out a sigh, he put the mug on the table, you doing the same, and he spoke "I... I've become used to it."

You frowned so he continued "After we got married lots of things changed. We don't spend much time together. Most of the time she's away shooting some movie or TV show, and it feels as if we are not married at all, as if I'm alone. And... no matter how used to it I may be, I... miss her" he said and you looked down at your hands at hearing what you feared.

"I mean" he started again and you looked up at him, seeing him look right ahead "I sometimes miss the moments we spent together. The beautiful ones. But... they're over. And... even though I should probably think of her all the time when she's away, like a right husband that loves his wife should do, I... don't. These past two weeks I haven't thought of her a lot and this weekend... I haven't thought of her even in the least bit and now that I do-" he took in a deep breath "- I no longer feel that I miss her. I no longer feel that emptiness and loneliness that was always there, even when she was with me. And that-" he turned to look at you "Because of you (y/n)" he finished and you looked at him, trying to keep a smile from appearing.

And then... silence.

No-one said a thing. Both you and Dean staring into each other's eyes, gazes locked, no-one daring to move or break the stare. It felt as if time had stopped. The word had stopped spinning. Nothing and nobody existed. Just you and him. It felt like forever but oh-boy did you love standing just like that, on the couch close to him and staring in his so-damn-perfect green eyes. And then his whole face. Trying to take in every little piece of detail possible. Looking from beautiful eyes, to his spiky short hair, to the freckles on his adorable nose, to his small scruff and then his lips.

Damn why did they suddenly look so kissable?!

You quickly averted your eyes to look up into his and saw him do the exact same thing.

Why would he look at your lips?

Soon your question was answered. Because he was leaning in. Closer and closer every second. Till his lips were just a few mere inches away from yours. And before you could open your mouth to speak he closed the remaining distance between you, his lips on yours. Kissing. In the beginning hesitantly but when you responded he got more sure of himself, even putting a hand on your cheek. Never stopping kissing you and so did you.

You kept kissing him back...

... and it was real.
Forbidden - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 8
So here comes chapter 8.
Sorry it took so long to upload just had to study for school and some-sort-of exams that we have three or four months.
Yeah anyway, don't have anything to say. Just hope you like it! ♥
Forbidden - Teacher!Dean x Student!Reader - Chapter 7

The next week was a hell of a week.

No, not that kind of a hell of a something.

The other. The literal.

Because, literally, it was a hell of a week.


That was the only way you could describe it. And it was all because of him.

After what Meredith had said that Friday and after thinking of it the whole weekend you were 100% sure that no matter how much you denied it, or wanted to suppress it, you were in love with him. You were in love with Dean, and you couldn't help it. Not anymore. Just thinking of him, of how he would smile at you, of how he would talk at you, especially when he was worried, of how his green orbs would shine when he laughed, was enough for you to not want to deny your feelings anymore. Although it seemed hard sometimes. Especially when thinking of the fact that he was your teacher. Not to mention married.

And then... Monday came. The weekend was over and school started again. And you so-wished it hadn't, because it literally was one hell of a week.

All the times you had a lesson with him, he seemed... cold. Cold and distant. Whenever he came in to have a lesson and had to ask a question, he always asked other students for the answer. And he did not let you tell the answer when they could not. He avoided you. He did not talk to you during the lesson, not paying attention to you, as if you were not there. He did not even so glance at your direction and when he did... well, you wished he didn't. He would look at you with such a cold expression that you would always look somewhere else than in his eyes. And when you talked with Kol, that's when you mostly felt his glare at you, though you did not understand why.

And then there was the paper.

He began handing the papers and when he gave you yours, well, what you saw completely surprised you. You opened your textbook to see any possible errors you might have and you saw a big red F written at the top. You had failed. You did not expect it at all. You knew that it was not one of your best papers but you still thought you'd done well. Maybe a B- or C+ but certainly not an F. It did make you feel sad but you were sure that you would do better next time.

Big mistake.

Every other paper he assigned you and you did, no matter how many hours or effort it took you, was marked with the same red F. You could not understand why, but it really got to you and all you did was try even harder. It was of big importance to not fail biology and do well but things didn't go according to plan.

And so without even realizing it, another week passed by. Exactly the same as the previous one. And you could not stand it anymore.


Dean could not stand it either. These two past weeks had been really hard for him. It was hard for him to act so cold and distant. It was hard for him to ignore you during the lesson. It was hard for him to not even glance at you. It was hard for him to look at you with a glare and not comfort you when he saw the hurt look on your face. And it was hard for him to put an F to all of your papers, even though most of them were worth an A.

But then, when he thought of you and Kol during class or at the hallway, chatting and sometimes laughing, he completely lost it. And he was more than sure that he saw red when he saw Kol hug you after the lesson, probably after seeing you sad about the F on your paper. But despite that fact, he couldn't keep it and letting out a growl he stormed out of the class.

So here he was. Two weeks after he "found out" about your feelings for Kol and after two weeks of his jealousy getting the best of him, he walked down the road full of snow, which led to the local cemetery. The cemetery where his father was buried.

He walked through the various graves and gravestones till he reached the one he was looking for. His father's.

He looked down at the gravestone, trying to think of nothing and nobody and let all his worried fade away, for even a few minutes.

It was times like this, when he visited his father's grave, that he would think more clearly and about what really mattered in his life.

Some times it was about Lisa, others about Sam, rarely about him, but this time, his thoughts were about you.

And then the silence was broken.

Footsteps were heard, someone crunching to the ground and then a voice.

"Hey mom, yeah me again" a dry and raspy from the cold, and crying, voice was heard saying. Your voice.

"It seems as if I've gotten used to come more and more. Sorry for bothering" you let out a dry laugh and sniffed.

"Yeah, sorry. I just..." you stopped and took in a shaky breath, wiping a few tears.

"I'm sorry mom. I'm so so so sorry... I'm failing. I'm failing you and I'm failing dad" you said and started crying more a few sobs escaped your throat.

"I tried" you sniffed "I still am trying. But no matter how hard I try I just... keep failing." you started sobbing again and Dean tried  with all his will not turn and grab you to comfort you. He hated hearing you cry.

"I'm sorry mom. I really try. I try as much as I can. I study till late at night but I just keep failing biology" and that crushed him.

He was the reason you were crying and oh-boy did he hate that.

"And I'm failing to keep my promise. I'm failing mom and because of me... dad will die too" you said crying "I won't be able to become a doctor and dad..." you stopped, starting crying, and Dean clenched his fists.

"I won't be able to save him, mom. I'm sorry" you finished and Dean clenched his jaw.

How could he have been so selfish? How could he have left his jealousy and his ego take over so easily?

He knew that you wanted to become a doctor for a long time, and although he had heard Sam say that your father had a health problem, he never thought that it would be reason why you wanted it so much and tried so hard to achieve that goal. He never thought that you wanted to become a doctor so that you could help your father with his health problem.

And he felt bad about that. He felt bad because he knew how it was to feel responsible for losing someone, especially that close to you, and not being able to do anything to save them, even though you could. He knew it because that's how he felt every single day of his life after his father's death. He blamed himself and he knew that that's what you would do if anything happened to Kieran, and he would be responsible for that. Dean would be responsible for your future grief and self loathing and he hated himself more for that.

But he had made his decision, no matter what, he was not going to let you go through what he did. Because he loved you and he should not let his jealousy take over... he could not.


After visiting you mother's grave you returned home and started your homework. Though this time you did not put much effort into it, knowing that once again you were going to get an F on your biology paper.

The next day as usual Dean walked into class and started gathering the papers.

What surprised you was the look on his face when you handed him your own paper. Hurt. He looked hurt and sad. You didn't really know what caused it but you did not have the will to question it. You really were tired. Tired of everything. So for the rest of the lesson, it was not him that avoided eye-contact, but you. And whenever he asked you a question, even if you knew the answer, you simply answered "I don't know sir" in a low voice.

Quickly the lesson ended and in the last five minutes he decided to hand you your previous papers. When he handed you yours, to say that you were surprised would be an understatement.

Below the red A there was written in small letters 'I'm sorry'

You started at it for a while. Looking from the paper to Dean, sitting on his desk, and then back at it.

You frowned, trying to understand what was going on.

Once the bell rang all the students got up and this time you staid behind, waiting for everyone to get out. Once the class was cleared of students you approached his desk and upon looking at your approaching, Dean cleared his throat and after letting a sigh he looked up at you.

"Yes, (y/n)?" he asked "Can I help you?"

"Uhm yes, Mr. Winchester. I wanted to ask-" you hesitated for a while and then spoke "I saw the grade on my paper and I wanted to ask what you meant with what you've written below" you looked at him, biting slightly your lip.

Dean let out a small sigh "That I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the last few papers that I've mark with an F. They deserved a better grade. Way better. I just-" he hesitated, not knowing what to really say. Not the truth of course. He could not say that he was jealous. He could not say that was being egoistic. And he certainly could not say that he felt that way only because of his feelings for you.

"I just thought that this way I would be able to... push your further. To.. test your limits and force you to do better. Because I know that you can do amazingly. I believe in you" he said, which was not completely a lie.

"R-really?" you asked, not really believing what you were hearing.

He nodded and a small smile appeared on your lips, making him smile a little bit too.

"Yes. But obviously I did not achieve that and I just discouraged you. So I'm sorry if you thought that you were not doing well. In fact you were." he said feeling bad for what he had done.

"T-thank you Mr. Winchester. Thank you very much" you said with a big smile on your face, finally gaining hope.

"No problem (y/n)" he said smiling at seeing you happy.

Though his smile turned into a sad one after he saw you go out of the class and immediately joined Kol in the hallway.

Maybe this is for the best Dean thought.

He could not be with you. All he would cause was pain to the people that were close to him, you included. And he did not want that.


And just like that the week was over once again. It was Friday night and you found yourself at the small library near your school reading and writing. Trying really hard to get the damn history paper finished.

You let out a frustrated sigh glancing at the clock. Seeing as it was really late at night you shook your head and closed the books, putting your papers into your bag you made your way to the librarian's desk, holding the books in your hands. You gave them to her and after telling her good-night you walked out of the library and made your way to your place.

Holding your bag closer to yourself you walked down the empty streets. There were not many lights on and the darkness made you feel uneasy, as if somebody was watching you. You tried to shake the feeling off and turned around the corner walking in the darkness for a while.

You were feeling nervous, you would confess to that. It was not your fault though. It was a well-known fact that a lot of people went missing lately, most of whom at night, and were not found. And when they found someone, by chance, they were always dead. And not just dead, but murdered in brutal way. Heart missing, neck cut, bloodied and bruised, cuts all over them, as if somebody tortured them. But what terrified you the most was that nothing has been done to track them. No matter how much the police would try, they had not managed to even so catch one of them. Because they were sure that there were at least nine people, if not more.

You suddenly stopped for a while, feeling eyes on you. You turned to look behind you but saw nothing. You looked to your right and then left but did not see anyone.

"I'm going crazy" you shook your head and hugged your jacket closer to yourself and turned to start making your way back to your home again.

But nobody could have prepared you for what you saw.

A man in front of you.

And before you could react he put a hand on your mouth, preventing you from screaming.

Of God help me you thought.
Forbidden - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 7
So here comes chapter 7. 
As you can see at some parts I mention the importance of biology in becoming a doctor. Well, I just based that fact on our educational system in Greece, where you LITERALLY have to excel in some lessons (biology is the most important) if you want to study medicine and the papers are really important for somebody's grade, even during high school, if they want to become doctors. Yeah, just needed to say that.
Anyway, hope you like it! ♥
Forbidden - Teacher!Dean x Student!Reader - Chapter 6

You went home straight after school that day, you father was in the kitchen preparing dinner. You told him you were going to do your homework and would be down in an hour.

You emptied the contents of your bag on your bed and after sorting the paper, the books, textbooks and the notebooks you began writing your small paper. Normally it would have taken you less than an hour but with it being assigned by Dean, and the subject alone reminding you of him, it proved a lot harder than you thought. Despite the difficulties you managed to finish it just as your father told you to hurry because dinner was ready. You hastily gathered the books, putting them aside, you gathered all the papers and put them aside too and then you took a few remaining ones, folded or not, and put them with the textbook you'd written your paper, seeing as Dean wanted the sources of your information along with what you'd written.

After putting them aside, too, you made your way downstairs where your father awaited you. And so the rest of the day went by normally.

And so did the rest of the week.

Well, sort of. You did not have another lesson with Dean till Friday so you did not have to worry about being for an entire period in the same room with him and pretend as if nothing was wrong. And when you came across him, you just tried your best to avoid him, not looking him in the eyes or pretending you didn't see him walking by, all the way looking down or at Caroline's direction or even Kol's, who sometimes decided to join you...

... missing the look of hurt on Dean's eyes and Sam's sympathetic glance at his brother.

And without realizing... it was Friday and last period again.

The bell rang and all the students entered the class, Dean following along a few minutes later.

"Hello class" he said and the whole class responded with a "Hello Mr. Winchester"

Before he began the lesson, he gathered the textbooks with your papers, and then proceeded to ask you some questions, and you prayed to God that he would not ask you.

You kept staring at him all the while he heard the answers that your classmates gave him, finding it impossible to resist it any more, and whenever he would speak, even if it was to correct a student, or walk by or even give you a side-glance you would find yourself feeling all the more... weird.

Kol gave you a concerned look and you smiled at him reassuringly, not convincing him completely. You looked down at your desk, taking deep breaths and thinking what was wrong with you. Because something was definitely wrong with you, that was for sure. And something was wrong with you the whole week.

"(Y/n)" his voice broke  your trail of thoughts, not making you feel any better though.

You slowly turned and looked up at him "Yes?" you asked, feeling your heart beat all the more faster when you locked eyes.

"Are you feeling alright?" he asked, frowning concerning.

You hesitated for a while but then shook your head "No" you said.

"Would you like to go to the nurse, to see you?" he asked and you nodded "Yes, please" you said slowly and he nodded, full of concern.

"Ok then" he turned to look at Caroline "Caroline, go with her" he said and she nodded.

You both gathered your things and made your way out of the classroom to the nurse.

"Are you alright?" she asked you and you shook your head.

"I don't think so" you mumbled.

"Is it about him?" she asked, concerned.

You did not answer and just looked down as you walked down the hallway and entered the nurse's small room.

"(Y/n)? Hello, hon." she gave you a smile and you tried to return it.

You closed the door as Caroline waited outside "Hello, Meredith" you smiled, weakly.

"Oh dear. What's wrong (y/n)?" she asked as she helped you walk and seat at the closest chair.

"I-I don't know" you murmured "I'm just not feeling well"

She put a hand on your forehead, then on your wrist to count your heartbeats and then took a stethoscope, putting it on your chest "Take a deep breath".

You did so and then let it out. You repeated the process a couple more times before she pulled the stethoscope away and put it on her desk, frowning.

"What is it?" you asked worried and she frowned more.

"I can't really point a finger on it" she sighed and took a chair to seat close to you.

"(Y/n), can you tell me what exactly are you feeling?" she asked and you spoke.

"I didn't feel completely this way the whole week, the symptoms were subtle but this period it just... got worse. I-" you took a deep breath "I feel as if my heart will jump out of my chest, it beats uncontrollably fast, and- and my hands sometimes are shaking, and I can't control it. Sometimes I feel as if I can't breath properly and my mouth and throat go dry and then my stomach... It feels really weird as if there is a knot there or as if-" you continued but Meredith cut you off.

"There are butterflies in it?" she asked with a smile making it's way on her face as she saw you nod.

She chuckled and got up, putting the chair where it was before.

"What is it?" you asked and she laughed slightly.

"Don't worry (y/n), it isn't anything important. Well, basically it is, but-" she started but was cut off by someone knocking on the door.

The door opened and you looked up to see Dean coming in, not realizing that the bell had already rang, and just like that the symptoms got back.

"Sorry to interrupt." he said "I came to see what was wrong, how is she?" he said giving you a glance and you tried to avoid looking at him by looking down at your lap.

"That's what I was explaining to her right now. It's nothing she should worry about. It will go away... or not" she said and both you and Dean looked at her frowning "Depending on how much time you spend with him" she chuckled and you frowned more.

"Being in love is nothing you should worry about, dear. Just make sure you spend a good amount of time with the lucky guy and tell him about your feelings sweety, you will feel better right away" she smiled and Dean suddenly got serious.

"I- I don-" you started stuttering but she cut you off.

"No need to apologize honey, we're a family here" she smiled warmly and you didn't dare look at Dean in the eyes.

"I should probably go" you said and got up "Thank you for the help Meredith, goodbye Mr. Winchester" you said in a low voice, taking your bag with you wanting to leave the room as fast as possible.

And you did. Though missing Dean's hard look.

You were in love with him, now you were more than sure, but Dean did not know that.

All he did know was that you were in love with somebody and that that somebody was not him but Kol.

And now, you may say that why would he not think (hope, even) that it was him that you had feelings for?

Well, simply because the way you and Kol acted towards each other along with the paper of yours and Caroline's conversation (that you had after the night you had the dream) proved otherwise.

And it proved otherwise because it said that you had changed seats because of him. And even though his name was not mentioned, the fact that the letter said about you staring at somebody's back made it easy for Dean to assume that it was Kol (who was seating a few seats ahead) whom you had feelings for.

Now you may ask again, why Dean would assume such a thing, since he did not have that paper - that proof?

Well simply because you had accidentally put it with the other papers and the textbook you had given Dean...

... and that proof was enough for  Dean, when he read it that very same afternoon as he checked your paper.
Forbidden - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 6
Guess who updated! 
Ok so now I don't think I have anything to say about this one. 
Only that I would have uploaded earlier but I wold either not have time or my pc would shut down and be slow. It even shut down when I was editing and I had like a mini heart attack because the word document was open and I thought that when my pc opened that the story would be gone, it happened once and I had to rewrite a huge chapter. 
*sigh* Anyway, I just hope you like this!
Forbidden - Teacher!Dean x Student!Reader - Chapter 5

Oh boy was it hard.

Dean had fallen in love with you, without even realizing it, and he could not do anything about it (not yet at least) before he decided what he would do with her.


His wife. Lisa. They've been married for at least two years and he'd been dating her for another two.

He loved her, yes, but that was probably in the beginning of their relationship. If you asked Dean he'd say that he still loved her after their marriage but that was half the truth.

When they first got married everything was alright but then Dean started feeling as if things had started to change or maybe that's how they were before the marriage but he had not realized it. And it wasn't him that had started changing but her.

It happened to be many times that Lisa would be away from home, appearing on some kind of movie or guest starring at some TV show, so Dean did not have the chance to see her very often, and it made him feel as if they were not married and he was alone, no different from how he used to feel two years ago, before they got married. And when she was home... well, that was a whole different story. She was distant and didn't talk much, she said she felt tired, Dean sometimes though thought otherwise.

And on top of that she seemed not to really care about Dean and how he was, at least that's how Dean saw it. And even though he was not sure about that, there was one thing that he was certain on. And that was that he did not care anymore.

He tried to. Really. Because he wanted to save his marriage, all that they had with Lisa. Not for him but for her.

Despite the fact that many times she was "tired" and seemed to not care, she was a good wife (as much as she could be) and, no matter what, she loved him. That was for sure. So Dean could not do that to her. Even if he no longer felt the way she did.

Not for her at least.

"So did you think about it?" Sam asked Dean as they made their way to their classes.

It was the last period and since the morning Dean had not stopped thinking about you, what he should do with you and his feelings for you, and what he should do with his wife.

"I don't know, Sam. I feel totally fucked up" Dean sighed, rubbing his eyes.

"Well you want to be with her, don't you? I mean you... have feelings for her hm?" Sam asked.

"Yes Sam" Dean let out a defeated sigh "I've had for a long time"

"Just... don't make any rush decisions, ok?" Sam said, looking at his brother sympathetically and Dean nodded.

After a while of walking in silence, Dean took in a  deep breath when he approached his classroom. They reached the door and after Sam patted his brother on the shoulder, he made his way to his own classroom, leaving Dean to do what he dreaded most, since the morning.

Giving a lesson and looking at you while trying  to act as if nothing was off and you were just like any other student.


~ A few seconds earlier ~

"You. have. to be. kidding me!" Caroline looked at you, eyes wide and mouth agape.

"No Caroline I'm not" you let out a sigh, looking down at your desk as you and all the class were currently waiting for the teacher to come.

And you really weren't looking forward to it.

It would be really hard for you to look him in the eyes without blushing furiously or talking to him properly without stuttering.

And as you waited for him, Caroline looked at you stunned.

You had told her about the dream, after she kept bugging you the whole day and asking you what was going on and why you seemed to get lost in thoughts or when you tried to change the subject when he was mentioned.

"But you definitely have to be kidding me! You had that kind of dream with him!?" she raised her eyebrows.

"Yes Caroline, I did. Now can you please stop mentioning it and stop embarrassing me!?" you whisper-shouted and she opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by the sound of the door opening and Dean coming in.

As soon as he walked in the whole class went silent. Both you and Caroline turned to look at him and as he looked around the room his eyes suddenly stopped on you, as you both locked glances. It was just a few seconds but it seemed really longer, especially with the silence, not to mention kind of awkward with the whole class looking as he stood in the middle of his way to the desk just staring at you, as you did the same. But neither him nor you seemed to realize any of that, so Caroline, after glancing between the two of you, cleared her throat; giving you a look which made you brake your gaze and look down at your book.

Dean blinked a few times, clearing his throat "Hello class" he said and made his way to his desk.
"Hello Mr Winchester" the class said in unison apart from you, who just looked down at your book, and Caroline who would not stop looking at you frowning.

The lesson started and luckily Dean announced that you were not going to have the test.

Fortunately for you, because you wouldn't able to concentrate even in the least bit.

However as the lesson started, time seemed to go by really slowly. You tried to concentrate, take notes and pay attention, however you found it really hard when you looked up from your notes to the blackboard and your eyes would lock with his. Every time you would look down immediately, trying really hard to avoid his gaze. Although many times you felt him looking at you, you thought nothing of it and just believed that it was what you wanted and-

Wait what?

No you didn't... did you?

You shook slightly your head and rubbed your eyes, thankful that Dean could not see you clearly from where he was, since you were seated in the back of the class, Caroline next to you.

You looked down at your notebook, trying to steady your fast-beating heart, when you saw a folded paper being passed to you.

You looked at it and then at Caroline, who made a small sign for you to open it and so you did.

R u ok? -Car

You saw written in it and scribbled down your answer.

Yeah, fine. Don't worry -(Nickname)

And passed it to her, carefully so that Dean would not see (if possible from where he was).

And now u expect me to believe u? -Car

Yes Car believe me. Just u know... him -(Nickname)

Yeah obviously. We can all see that. That's why we r seating here right? So that u can have a better look at him? -Car

Well... maybe. But not in that way Car! -(Nickname)

Yeah, u tell me. Cause u r definitely not staring at his back and drooling over only at that sight. -Car

Shut up Caroline! U know I'm not! -(Nickname)

Yeah right, just remind me to tell cupid that he's getting a raise after the good job he did with you and

She started writing but stopped, as soon as Dean glanced your way, and she pretended to be checking her notes.

Dean glanced at you suspiciously and then continued his lesson. Before Caroline could write more, you snatched the paper from her hands, folding it and putting it at the end of your notebook. You gave her glare, telling her to focus on the lesson and she just rolled her eyes, doing as you said.

"Nerd" you heard her mumble.

You rolled your eyes and tried to focus on the lesson, in spite of the hardness of it.

Fortunately the lesson ended quickly and after Dean assigned you a paper, you gathered your things and waited for the bell to ring.

"Hey, (Y/n)." you heard a voice say and you turned to your right to look at your long-time-friend and also classmate, Kol Mikaelson who was seating a few seats ahead.

"Yeah Kol?" you asked.

"Do you happen to know when we are to have the project that Mr. Saltzman assigned us finished?" he asked and you frowned.

"Uhm probably by the next time we have a lesson with him. Which is... tomorrow"

"Great. Bloody great!" he said sarcastically.

"I take it that you have not done any of it yet, hm?" you smirked at his reaction.

"Oh no, love. I have in fact writen ten pages and was thinking of adding more tonight that I have free time. You know I like partying hard with homework instead of partying hard at some bar." he said with his English accent.

You laughed and shook your head slightly "Oh come on Kol, you know that if you don't write it then you are not going to get a grade, thus you're going to fail the class" you said giggling.

"Oh come on, love. Don't be so dramatic. You really think that someone with this charm and looks would ever fail?" he asked smirking.

"Of course not. How foolish of me to think such thing" you laughed as he did the same.

"So what are you going to do?" you asked him and he shrugged.

"Eh I don't know. Maybe, you know, ask a really good friend of mine, a really beautiful and sweet girl whom I adore and believe is the best-" he started but you cut him off.

"No, Kol. I'm not doing your project" you said trying to seem serious but still smiling.

"Oh come on, love! Why not?!" he whined, playfully.

"Because!" you said "I'm not doing your project Kol, I have enough homework for my own and almost no time. Sorry but it's no"

"Really? Come on, love, how can you say no to this eyes?" he said looking at you with puppy-eyes.

"Like that" you said and put the bag on your shoulder and got up as the bell rang.

You walked in front of him, smiling cheekily and he tried to make an angry face although he failed at it when a smile tried to make its way on his face.

"I hate you" he said.

"Oh I know. And I love you too Kol" you shouted so that he could her from where you were, at the door, making your way out with the rest of the students.

Kol chuckled and mumbled "What a girl" as he gathered his things.

Though what you did not see was the glare and hard looks Dean sent you and, mainly, Kol all the while you talked. Not to mention when he called you 'love' or you shouted at him that you loved him.

He knew that you said it playfully and did not mean it but deep down he felt as if you did mean it and he would be lying if he said it didn't hurt.
Forbidden - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 5
So I have a lot of things to say about this one. Anyway, here we go.
Lisa is Dean's wife. I did not base her character on the original Lisa from Supernatural just took the appearance and name. I also made her an actress just because that was the first job that came to my mind that moment that the person needs to be away from their home. So yeah Lisa here is completely different in character from Supernatural's Lisa.
Also if you read it till the end you shall see that I've put another young and handsome man in it. Kol Mikaelson. Hehe well seeing as I watch a lot of The Originals lately I could not help myself but add him to the story. I needed a handsome man around the age of the Reader, about 17-18 years old. When writing the story I was thinking Kol as Daniel Sharman, because he is just perfect. But you can chose to think that it is Nathaniel Buzolic. Whoever suits you.
That's about it. I think.
Anyway, hope you like it! Tell me your opinion! xx'
Forbidden - Teacher!Dean x Student!Reader - Chapter - 3 & 4

"You. (Y/n) I want you" he finished.

"I-I don't understand Mr Winchester. Wh-what do you-" you started but he cut you off.

"Again with those damn formalities" he let out an exasperated sigh, shaking slightly his head "Why do you always call me that, especially now. We're not at school anymore, (y/n). Please call me Dean." he said with a small smile and took a step ahead and you backed away once again.

A feeling of sadness flashed through his eyes and you immediately regretted your  actions. You opened your mouth to speak but he beat you at it.

"Why are trying to push me away? You call me by my last name all the time, you avoid me when I try to make a conversation outside school and act formal all the time when I'm around, and it feels as if I mean nothing to you. And even earlier today... or now that I want to know if you're alright you try to push me away. Why?" he said and you had never seen him look so hurt or vulnerable.

"I-" you took in a deep breath "I'm sorry... Dean. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to" you saw a smile appear on his lips.

He shook his head and took a step closer to you "No. I am sorry, (y/n)" he smiled and took another step closer to you and this time you didn't back away- fact that made him smile even more "I just really wanted to see you, see that you are alright"  and he took another step closer, no more room left between the two of you "You really got me worried today, you know" he smiled, bringing his right hand up to your cheek.

Your eyes widened slightly and you opened your mouth to speak when you saw him leaning in a little bit "Mr. Winchester what are you-" you started but he cut you off.

"It's Dean" he gave a low chuckle and continued "Don't worry (y/n) you'll learn to say it over the next few hours" he leaned in, your faces only inches apart "Or moan it, whatever suits you" he finished and you had no time to react as he closed the remaining space between you by crushing his lips to yours.

Your eyes widened at first but then you started to melt into the kiss which, although at first was somewhat rough, turned into sweet, slow and passionate.

You were starting to give in more but then it hit you like a tone of bricks. You were kissing a way-older guy, who was your teacher and close friends with your father who, by the way, was the town's priest whom everybody knew. And since Mystic Falls was a small town and everybody knew everyone it meant that they knew you, too, as well as Dean.

Your eyes widened in realization and with all your will you brought your hands up and pushed him away.

"What.." Dean said breathlessly looking at you with a hurt expression.

You run a hand through your hair, looking at him and trying your best to contain yourself from grabbing him and kissing him again. Something which was really hard just by looking at his lips that from the kissing seemed more full.

You took in a deep and shaky breath , and after licking your lips you spoke "We can't." you said and he looked at you frowning.

"You- you're my teacher, way older teacher and I'm-" you started speaking again but he stopped you by putting a hand to your lips "Don't. Don't say more" he got closer, once again only inches apart.

"But-" you started protesting only to be cut off once again.

"No 'but's (y/n). I may be your teacher but that doesn't mean anything. We're not at school anymore, so you don't need to worry. Nobody will know" he ended up whispering, his face really close to yours.

"But we can't" you whispered too, voice barely audible.

"Yes, yes we can" he said and brought his lips to yours to give you a small peck, lips barely brushing.

"Besides, don't you want me?" he asked when he pulled away, voice in the same tone.

He gave you no chance to respond "Because I recall you staring at me, half-naked, when I came out of the bathroom just a few hours ago." he said and upon seeing your eyes widen he smirked and continued "Yes, I did realize that you were staring, when I supposedly wasn't looking. It's ok, baby girl. It's ok if you want to feel it, too" he took your hand in his and put it over his heart "It's ok, because I want to feel your too, baby" he run hand up your arm, to your neck, jawline and rested it on your flushed cheek.

"I want to feel your body flushed to mine, sweetheart. I want to be able to run my hands up and down your body. I want to feel yours around mine and I want to feel your lips on mine, baby. I wanted to feel them everywhere. And I bet... so do you, hm?" he asked resting his forehead against yours, putting his other hand on your waist.

You looked from his lips to his eyes and gave him a very small and reluctant nod. He smiled fondly and after mumbling a "Good" he leaned in and brought his lips to yours.

The kiss soon from sweet and hesitant turned into hectic, passionate and needy. You brought your hands to Dean's neck to pull him closer, bodies flushed and yours pressed to the wall next to your bed and his hands on your waist, gripping at it, trying desperately to bring you closer to him, if possible.

"Dean" you moaned his name and he took the advantage to shove his tongue, both his and yours now fighting for dominance. And he would have won if it wasn't for your both pulling away. You to take air and him to remove his shirt.You took a few seconds to admire his well-built body, running your hand up from his chest down to his abdomen till the waistband of his gray sweatpants.

He took in a sharp breath when your hand went a little lower and he grabbed you by your waist, pushing you hard to the wall behind you. This made you immediately look up at him and within seconds he was back at kissing you just as roughly as before.

And just the moment you started feeling  your knees give away he grabbed them and brought them up around his waist, your back still pressed to the wall and him kissing you like there was no tomorrow, one of your hands at the back of his neck the other gripping  at his shoulder.

And it wasn't after a while that you felt yourself not pressed to the wall anymore but you were being carried away somewhere else. Suddenly you felt Dean drop you somewhere and you opened your eyes to see that you were laying on your bed, Dean right above you.

He quickly removed your shirt and positioned himself on top of you, between your legs, which went around his waist. He looked at you for a few seconds before he came down and-

- and you woke up with a startle.

Wait what?

You looked around you, trying to understand  what was going on.

There was no Dean, the light was off, you were fully dressed and perfectly fine (well if we exclude the fact that you were somehow sweated).

"It was... just a dream" you mumbled to yourself, putting a hand on your head.

Just a dream...

~Time skip to next morning at school~

"You. have got. to be. kidding me!" Sam looked at his brother, eyes wide and mouth agape. Unable to believe what his brother was telling him.

"No, Sam. I'm not. Can you just keep it low, will ya please?!" Dean hissed at his brother as they made their way to school.

It was one of the rare occasions that Sam accompanied his brother on the way to work and Dean couldn't be more thankful for that because he definitely needed to talk to someone about last night.

"So let me get this straight." Sam started and Dean sighed "You had a... wet dream. With (y/n)" Sam finished.

"Yeah,  well, sort of. We didn't, you know, get to the 'business', just make out... Really heavy make out. Really really heavy make out. Without any shirts"  Dean explained and Sam made a face.

"Yeah, ok. I get it, thanks for the horrible images by the way" Sam said.

"Hey, it was not my fault!" Dean complained loudly.

"Yeah, that you had a wet dream with (y/n)" Sam rolled his eyes.

"I told you-" Dean started but then remembered to lower his voice "I told you, Sam, it wasn't a wet dream, ok?! Just-" he continued but Sam cut him off.

"Just a really heavy make out session with (y/n)" Sam said and shuddered at the mere thought.

"Yeah" Dean cleared his throat "Probably because I saw her... you know"

"In only her underwear, that very same night, yeah." Sam finished his brother's sentence and he nodded.

"(Y/n)" Sam said and looked at his brother's direction.

"Yes (y/n)" Dean said looking down and thinking.

"Your neighbor (y/n)" Sam said once again.


"Kieran's daughter, (y/n)"

"Yes Sam"

"Your student (y/n)"

"Yes Sam, her!" Dean shouted and then looked down, biting his lip.

"Sorry" Sam said.

"No Sam. I'm sorry. Just... since last night I kind of am on the edge and really don't know what to do... or feel" Dean apologized.

"It's ok. Just... I wanted to know when was it?" Sam asked.

"What was what?" Dean frowned.

"When was it that you started having feelings for her?"

"Started having feelings for her? What are you even talking about Sam?!" Dean looked at his brother almost wide-eyed.

"Your feelings about (y/n), Dean. That dream, like most other dreams in general, showed you an aspect of yourself that you did not know it existed. In this case, it's the feelings you have for (y/n) but, obviously, have no idea about." Sam explained as if it was the most simple thing.

"Cut your nerdy crap Sam, I do not have feelings for (y/n)! I was just worried yesterday because I care for her well-being and, that, just because I care about her." Dean protested.

"And I don't mean in that way!" he quickly added.

"Yeah, what you describe as 'care' I say is way more, you just haven't realized it yet." Sam tried to reason with him.

"Yeah, whatever you say Sammy" Dean mumbled.

"Come on Dean, I can see that you have realized you have feelings for her, just admit it already!" Sam let out an exasperated sigh and Dean letting out a sigh, stopped and turned to look at his brother who did the same.

"Listen Sammy, I'm just gonna say it to you once again because you obviously don't get it. I do not have feelings for (y/n). She's a lot younger than me, not to mention that I'm her teacher. So, no, I don't have any feelings for her." he said and started walking again, Sam staying behind for a while.

"I can't" he mumbled and after a while Sam came to join him.

They reached the school and entered. Walking own the hallway and making their way to their office Sam caught a glimpse of you next to your locker and a plan formed in his mind. He glanced at his brother who was looking down (obviously he hadn't noticed you) and so Sam decided to... have some fun.

"(Y/n)!" he suddenly exclaimed, making both you and Dean turn to look at him, almost locking eyes with each other.

"Always the morning type, huh?" he asked you with a chuckle as he approached you, with Dean hesitantly following him.

"Oh, hey Sam. Heh yeah, sort of" you gave him a sheepish smile and Sam just grinned widely.

"Good-morning Mr. Winchester" you said as Dean approached the two of you, not really looking him in the eyes. Not after last night's dream.

"Good-morning (y/n)" he  said after clearing his, not being able to make eye contact either.

"So (y/n) did you get a good night's sleep? Because my brother over here didn't" Sam said chuckling and Dean's eyes widened.

"Uhm yeah, yeah" you said trying to seem convincing.

"Uhm Sam, I'm going to the office, you coming?" Dean asked, desperately wanting to prevent Sam from saying anything more.

"Nah, I'll stay here with (Nickname), you go ahead." Sam grinned, putting an arm around your shoulders as you giggled.

Dean tried to withhold a growl and after mumbling an "Ok" he turned and made his way to their office, which wasn't that far away, and from there he had a clear view of you and Sam.

And he waited. Dean waited for Sam to return, all the while watching you and him interact in a rather intimate (according to him) way which Dean didn't like even in the least bit. He watched as you laughed at something that Sam said and could swear he saw red when you touched Sam's arm, not to mention when Sam gave you a kiss on the cheek before turning and walking to the office where Dean awaited (literally) fuming.

And just as Sam closed the door Dean didn't wait even e second and spoke "What the hell?!" he barked.

"What do you mean with that?" Sam asked once he closed he door, as if he had no clue.

"What do I mean with that?! I'll tell you what I mean with that! I mean that you can't  control yourself for even a fucking minute!" Dean shouted.

"I still don't understand what you mean with that Dean" Sam said innocently.

"Oh so you don't now. Really Sam, really? The moment you walk into the school and see her, you start hitting on her and being all over her, laughing and touching and- and kissing her! You kissed her on the cheek! What the hell man?! Even though you know how I feel about her, even though you know that I -" Dean started rambling but immediately stopped when he realized  what he'd said and as soon as he saw Sam's Cheshire cat's smile at hearing his confession he got it.

He narrowed his eyes and pointing a finger at Sam he spoke "You- You sneaky bastard!" Dean said and Sam merely grinned.

"You're very welcome!" Sam said, the smile never leaving his face.

"I hate you" Dean growled at him.

"Yeah, I know. I love you too, big bro!" Sam gave him a cheeky smile and Dean just growled more, rolling his eyes in the meanwhile.

"But now let's talk about something more important" Sam said, suddenly getting serious and so did Dean, who let out a sigh, knowing very well were this was going and he could not avoid this conversation.

"What are you going to do with her?" Sam asked and Dean pursed his lips, he really didn't know what to say.

"And you know, by her, I don't mean (y/n)" Sam finished, pointing to the gold ring on Dean's finger.

"I don't know man, I don't know" Dean sighed finding it hard to explain the situation and what he was thinking of doing.

And oh boy, was it hard.

Because certainly, falling in love with a girl you can't be with while you are married is quite hard.
Forbidden - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 3/4
Sooooo here it is!
Or more specifically here they are!
Chapter 3 and 4.
Obviously it was a dream, as many of you guessed, but I denied. Hehe I'm mean, I know!
And I'm mean for another reason that you find out at the end of chapter four.
But as far as the dream is concerned, it plays an important role in the story so yeah, it was necessary.
And one last thing. Sorry for giving you father a specific name, Kieran (read: Ki-ran) but I just know him from The Originals and since he is a priest, I need him for the story.
Anyway that's it. Hope you like it! ♥ 
So, obviously, I'm not gonna write Spice and it's a good thing that there weren't many people asking for it because honestly, although I had the whole story ready in my mind I had no idea how to end it or how I should write it. 
Anyway, here is the plot as an imagine.
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Yep that's Spice... and me mixing Vocaloid and Supernatural...
You people should not let me do such things, and I need to contain my brain...
I don't know how to feel about this...
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Soon enough
I won't think about you every single day
And I may forget to mention your name as I pray
Soon enough
I'll be able to survive without you
Cause soon enough
you'll be gone
and I'll be left to look at our broken pieces
Soon enough I will be nothing but a fallen angel
Cause you are my heaven

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Gone - Castiel x Angel!Reader x Gabriel
He was gone.
Away from you.
He had killed him.
Lucifer had killed him. In front of your eyes.
You would never forget that scene. Never.
The pain in Gabriel's eyes. His brother's betrayal.
You never expected Lucifer to do something like that. Kill his brother. No never.
You had known him since you were a little fledgling. Yes he would always brake the rules and refuse to do as told when it came to humans. But never, never would you think that he was capable of doing something like that. Kill his brother.
No. Never.
Gabriel would always be a little trickster which caused fights between him and his brothers but they always loved each other. And they all loved Gabriel.
Or that's at least what you thought til now.
Lucifer had killed him. Gabriel was dead and there was no coming back.
He was gone. Forever.
And you could do nothing to bring him back.
Cause along with him your sould had died too.
Gabriel was your everything.
And now th
Sam x Pregnant!Reader - Dean Jr
You were preparing lunch when you feel a kick in your belly and smiling say:
“So little man, let me just finish preparing things for lunch and then I sit a bit will you? “ You keep saying this and rub your belly until you feel the baby calm down.
When lunch is almost done the front door opens and your bitch, which until then was lying on the kitchen floor watching your every move, get up to go see who had  just walked inside and the she starts barking.
"Hello Nina, have you ported well and watched the lady?" you laugh softly when you hear him saying this.
"Sam I am pregnant, I am not disabled.”
When he enters the kitchen embraces you and your hands down to your belly, he kisses your neck. “How will the two most important people in my life?"
"You know that if Dean could hear what you say that you would be trouble right?" He laughed softly and turns you around so that you're face to face with him. "But we're fine, the baby has started kicking today.” He
Timber ( Clint X Reader )
"Alright, alright, I admit that you are the better dancer than me." You said, putting your hands up in surrender, a small teasing grin curved upon your lips.
Clint laughed triumphantly and slammed back another shot, "Yes I am! But Hey Babe," He lifted his hand to take your chin in his hand. "I am amazing at everything." He smirked, laughing again as you rolled your eyes.
You two were at one of Tony's many, many parties, and you and your fiancé had just finished another one of your signature dance competitions.
You smirked and sipped at your Strawberry Daiquiri, you sighed in content at the small buzz it gave you. "I am a better singer than you." You say, smirking even more as he looked at you with a mischievous expression.
"Nuh-Uh, I am." He countered, pointing a finger at his chest. You grinned and hopped to your feet, pointing your finger right in his face.
"You're on."
You ran up to the small stage and everyone's attention was on you, you smirked and swayed your hips as you w
Assbutt Angel (Misha Collins X Reader)
"Just one day together is all I'm asking here Misha." (Name) said frustratedly, putting a hand on her hip. "I understand that, but I need to go to this party." Her husband responded, pulling on his jacket. "You don't need to go, you want to go." (Name) pointed out, pressing her toes deeper into the carpet. "That's not true." Misha replied annoyed. "That is true! Jensen isn't going, Jared isn't going." (Name) stated. "And how would you know that?" Misha asked, cocking an eyebrow. "Genevieve, Danneel, and I happen to be close friends." His wife replied.
"You really would call them wouldn't you?" Misha said exasperated. "Yes actually, yes I would. The only reason I did was because you haven't been home for reasons other than sleeping! Don't think I don't know that you can pick most of your hours Misha!" (Name) shouted, running a hand through her hair. "Goddamnit, why do you have to make everything difficult?" Misha growled. "Why do you have to be such an asshole!" (Name) snapped.
Misha op
I'll never admit (Tony X Reader) One ShotI'll never admit(Tony X Reader) One shot
"Admit it!" He shouted, following you through the corridor with his annoying smirk. You kept walking and hiding every single emotion, drowning them.
"I have no idea what you are talking about, Mr. Stark" You said with your usual cold tone and poker face.
You were responsible for the Avengers public relationships, making sure people saw them as heroes and not as a threat (You had a particularly hard time cleaning Tony's and Hulk's images). For that job to be done, you had to live under the same roof the Avengers lived. Even though you moved to the Stark Tower for over a month now, you kept your professional life completely apart your work.
Unfortunately, things started going down in the moment you met Tony Stark. He (obviously) tried to flirt with you during the entire first week, but when he noticed you simply wouldn't even smile at any of his pranks or his partners jokes, his goal changed from getting laid to making you laugh.
"Oh, please (f/n)
Time Will Tell (StevexReaderxLoki) Oneshot
"Hey... Tony." Steve said awkwardly while he stood next to a civilian woman inside Stark Tower.
Tony, who had been working on something on the computer near the bar, turned his head to look at the couple. Steve's awkwardness told him exactly what his friend was up to. 
"What's up?" He asked, though he probably didn't need to.
"This is ___. She's a friend of mine." Steve said, trying to sound level headed, but falling just short.
"Uh huh." Tony said, glancing at the lovely woman with curious eyes. "And is there any particular reason why she's here?"
"Well, you told me to look for people to help Pepper and-"
"You think she's cute don't you?" Tony smirked.
The young woman blushed lightly, while she stood beside the Captain.
"N-No!" Steve said, very flustered. "I mean yes. I mean, yes she's umm... I-I just thought she'd do a good job." Steve said, matching the woman's blush on his cheeks.
Tony chuckled lightly, truly realizing how inexpirenced Steve was with women. "You need to get ou
:thumb407191107: We All Get Tired [AdamxReader]
    Walking down yet another seemingly abandoned street, you surrendered to your momentary boredom and pulled your ipod from your pocket, carefully untangling the mess of wires that was, on occasion, a pair of barely working, green and black earbuds. You had to be careful as you pulled the wires through their entangled loops, because one forceful tug too many and they would be broken for good. It really didn’t matter how expensive a pair you could buy, you were cursed with earbuds that didn’t work proper. Maybe you just got stuck with all the defective ones, or maybe you were actually rather brutal to the poor things and you just didn’t realize it. Either way, broken earphones were all you ever seemed to have.
    But enough about that…you had successfully untangled your earbuds and were happy to find that they still worked. You had to turn the volume on your ipod up roughly 75% of the way to hear at a comfortable level, but hey, it worked!
I Was Hungry (AdamxReader) One-Shot
It was the usual cold, snowy day and Adam was walking back from the grocery store to his house. He rarely left the house and when he did it was to pick up simple things for his house. Adam only left the house at night, not particularly fond of the sun but then again what vampire was? He held the plastic bag in his arms as if it were so much work. He let out a heavy sigh, his breath leaving his thin lips in small swirls before drifting upwards into the night sky. The snow crunched as his heavy feet hit it. His footprints would be gone by tomorrow due to the snow. He stopped walking when he heard a strange noise. It sounded almost like a whimpering. 
Adam's eyes flickered here and there before he pinpointed where the sound had come from. He walked past a few tree's and bushes and his eyebrows furrowed when he saw blood splattered across the snow. The drops of blood were light at first, almost like someone had gotten a paper cut. But then further down the trail the snow was covered i
Pillow Fight (Tom Hiddleston X Reader)
You laughed uncontrollably as you watched your boyfriend’s interview. The interviewer had dared him to dance, and he was now jumping around like an excited child. He then switched to moving his hips rapidly in a circling motion, and you burst into a fresh fit of giggles. After that, Tom did the robot, then he “vogued”, all of which amused you greatly. After that, Tom pop and locked, before ending with gangnam style.
You laughed so hard that Tom came out of the bathroom where he had been showering, and into the living room to make sure you were okay.
“I-I’m fine.” You managed to get out between laughter as the video finished. Tom glanced over your shoulder at your laptop and saw that you were watching his interview, and understanding blossomed on his face. With a smirk, he grabbed a pillow from the couch, where you were currently residing, and proceeded to whack you on the head with it.  
You let out a shriek and practically threw your laptop on
The Pocky Game (Tony Stark X Reader)
You sighed in contentment, lounging on Tony’s floor of Stark Tower while munching on a stick of pocky. You were Bruce’s cousin, and you worked with him and Tony in the lab, living at Stark Tower with them. Over time though, you had developed a crush on the self-proclaimed genius, billionaire, Playboy, philanthropist. And truth be told, it sucked. He was, obviously, a Playboy, a fact which you hated. Why would he ever like an average, boring scientist like you?
You were watching some shitty reality show, snorting when the several of the main girls got in a cat fight, scratching at each other and pulling each other’s hair.
“You know, they’re actually very lovely people in real life.” Tony said thoughtfully, sliding onto the couch next to you and snaking an arm around your shoulders.
“Oh really?” You asked sarcastically, extracting Tony’s arm from around your shoulder.
“No.” Tony said flatly. You took in his dead serious ex
Superhero!!!! (Avengers X Reader) OneShot!
“ guyyys!” You sang stumbling into the lounge were the avenger hung out. Tony sighed, a small smirk rising to his lips. “How many times (Y/N)?”
      “Pppft! Whatever - Iron maan! I am a super heee- *hick * - roo!”
Walking over to the sofa, you saw each and every Avenger looking at you with utter shook across their tired faces. “Whooo! Wants to paartaa! With mee!” You screamed, jumping on the spot. Natasha – you close friend rose to her feet. Walking over to you. “Come on...I think you've had enough to drink”
    “Nu uh! Drink with me...pleeease!” You gave her the puppy eyes look, though Nat couldn't be fooled. Even by you. She laughed lightly. Taking the wine bottle out of your grasp, causing a pout to come to light. “Naaat! I was drinking that!”
     “And you've had enough....come on, I'll take you to bed!”
Future... - Dean x Reader x Castiel
Future... - Dean x Reader x Castiel
To say that the Apocalypse had taken its toll on Dean Winchester would be an understatement...
To be honest if you had asked Dean how he was managing it, he would have answered that he was going well, considering the circumstances of course...
... but after the whole 'traveling' thing... well, he wouldn't say that.
It was true. After Zachariah had sent him in the future, many things had changed...
You had changed...
Well not you. But practcally the way Dean would see you...
What he had seen had completely changed the way he would see you...
Dean walked in to find Cas sitting down, women around him. He was completely different from the way Dean was used to seeing him.
After all the women left you entered accompanied by a very angry future Dean.
"Didn't I tell you to stay where you were?!" he hissed mainly referring to Dean.
"Well I..." Dean started but was cut off by Castiel.
"(Y/n)?" he said frowning, taking a few steps closer to you "Is it you?"
Jealous Girl (TonyxReaderxSteve) One-Shot

You say you want your own life well I do, too
You wanna' lead me all night well I'll show you
C'mon girls march it out show him what you're all about it

Whoopin' the house down, show him who's the leader
Bring ya' baby down, down
Go cheerleader

"Damn it, he's doing it again," You fumed when you Tony Stark flirting with another woman. 
"M'am are you alright?" Steve asked uneasily. By the way your nails were digging into your glass, he could tell that you were very, very mad. 
You and Tony had a complicated relationship. You weren't together yet you were. It was quiet strange yes but it worked between the two of you. Not having a label made things easier in some way. But because of this, the two of you often strayed from one another. If it wasn't you flirting with Steve or Bruce, it was Tony who was practically chasing some young girl in a mini skirt. It drove you wild, almost insane. What you
First impressions - Avengers x Reader
First impressions - Avengers x Reader
All the Avengers made their way towards the main room where Fury had called them. It hadn't been a long time since the whole incident with Loki and everything had changed completely.
First of; Thor had returned to Earth after some time and not only that but he had also joined the Avengers, again, that strangely enough had remained a team.
Well, there were a lot of reasons. One of them being that Earth or just New York wouldn't stop being attacked by whatever evil power someone would think of. Hell there have even been attacks from vampires.
"IT'S TWILIGHT!!!" Tony had said in an all-too-dramatic voice tone.
Tony was the other reason that the Avengers where still together as a team. After things with Pepper had not gone so well she had decided to move to Europe to work there. Not that Tony minded, after all he was the one to propose the whole 'separate our ways' thing, yet leaving him alone which for Tony Stark was not usual at all.
Yes h
Temporary Bliss (Dean Winchester X Reader)
WARNING: Slight sexual references
I come over
Quarter past two
Love in my eyes
Blinded by you
Just to get a taste of heaven
I'm on my knees
I can't help it
I'm addicted
But I can't stand the
Pain inflicted
In the morning
You're not holding on to me

“Dean, we need to talk about this.” You grumbled as Dean’s lips attached themselves to your neck.
“Later.” Dean growled, pushing you onto the bed and crawling on top of you a moment later, lips already attacking your neck again.
You sighed, but your arms wound around his neck anyway, knowing that ‘later’ would never come. You’d wake up in the morning, covered in sweat and alone, like always.
But for now, you pushed the thoughts out of your head, and allowed yourself to sink into the bliss that Dean had to offer, even if it was just temporary.
You muttered something in your sleep, rolling over and reaching out for Dean, whimpering slightly when you came in contact with t
Dean WinchesterxReader-RainDean WinchesterxReader-Rain

Rain.You loved rain.Most people would find you insane for preferring rainy days than sunny ones but you just did.You even liked standing in the middle of the rain feeling the hundreds of drops hit your face and closed eyes.Making you wet to the bone,something that for you was really exciting.Not having to care about anything and just take few moments to feel the world behind all this madness you were living in,called hunting.
Yes you loved rain.A contributory fact to which,that it was raining when you met him.You had bumped into him in a crowd of people rushing to get somewhere dry and avoid the rain.All apart from you and him...He didn't seem to even try and avoid not getting wet.He just continued his way as if nothing happened.Just like you...
You were holding some books for the hunt you were in town for.And bumping into him made you drop them.He helped you and that's w

Such a simple word once yet so important and meaningful now.
Yes meaningful now. Meaningful since you had met him. Since the moment his piercing blue eyes met your (e/c) ones. Sine the moment his rough yet warm hands touched yours.Since the moment you heard his voice. Since the moment he spoke to you.
And since the moment his lips touched yours. Since that moment when he told you those three simple words "I love you" so simple and yet so full of meaning.
You fell.
Meaningful. Even more considering the fact that you both were angels. Ment to feal nothing or only love for your Father.
And that's when you had completely fallen for him.
That's what you both were. Fallen. Fallen for love and fallen for each other.
But how could you prevent something like that? How?
You had fallen for him since the very first second and that was something inevitable.
That voice.
Those eyes.
Avengers/DoctorWho/Sherlock/SPN CastXFamous!Reader
*3rd Person's P.O.V~*
Today is the Comic Con 2013 in New York, and what's special is.. It is the 50th Anniversary of Doctor Who! And the cast of Supernatural and Sherlock decided to come celebrate.
Yup, the 50th Anniversary! And that means, all the cast of Doctor Who is there. And, there is another surprise that NO ONE expects. Not even she knows.
All of the casts came, including Matt Smith, Jenna Louise Coleman David Tennant, Billie Piper, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Misha Collins, Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman and the birthday girl, ____ _____! A.K.A the Most Favorited Character on Doctor Who. (Though you're faved No.1 in ANY shows/movie)
There was about 1 hour left before the Comic Con for answering so ____ waked around and gave autographs to fans and pictures, her fans giving her some arts for her Birthday with Cosplayers like Kratos, Sephiroth, Booker DeWitt, and even one of her biggest fans as herself as Cyborg Slasher.
When it was almost sta
Bed sharing - Dean x Reader x Sam
Bed sharing - Dean x Reader x Sam
The constant driving always got on your nerves. But it was something you just couldn't avoid. Since being a hunter ment that you had to be constantly on the road.
Luckily it wasn't you the one that was driving but Dean. So luckily you had the opportunity to sleep and rest during long drives.
And even more luckily you didn't need to fight over a bed with any of the Winchesters. And the few times that you had stayed at a motel Dean had been able to find room with three beds.
Which also ment that you didn't have to share a bed with one of them. Not that you would mind.
Well sort of...
You wouldn't mind sharing a bed with Sam atall but Dean... well yeah you knew very well that he would just settle for side to side sleeping.
And he had shown that lots of times...
Not that you minded whatsoever...
Yes he would constantly flirt with, compliment you, try to find ways and places to be alone with you, get closer invading your personal plac
What the Crowley?! - Sam x Reader x Dean
What the Crowley?! - Sam x Reader x Dean
What the Crowley...
You remember having come up with that expression once and using it with your best friends but never had you thought that you would be using it with the whole meaning of it...
Yeah what the Crowley was definitely the only way you could be able to describe what was happening to you...
And you still remember how it all had started...
You were so happy that day.
Not only the summer holidays had started, not only had your parents let you spend it at a house they owned that was near a lake - meaning you could go swimming whenever you wanted to - but also they had bought you all 8 seasons of Supernatural that you would definitely be watching over and over again the whole summer.
This summer was going to be awesome, that was for sure. After all watching Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki almost all day long while waiting for your best friend to send you the photos from the comic-con she would go was... yeah AW
TonyxReader- His GirlsIt was a peaceful night in New York city, the sound of cars could be heard and the sound of people talking also was heard. The night was alive with people out and about, either having meals or just enjoying a drink out.
_____ was not one of them.
She hummed as she turned the page of the magazine she was reading. Sitting comfortably on the sofa in Stark tower, the sound of the TV blaring in the background with the occasional giggles from little Janet Stark were heard. She sighed quietly.
She tried to get Janet to go to bed but the little girl insisted she would wait for her Daddy to return home. So _____ simply dropped it and said nothing else.
Besides, how can you resist a pout from a small child?  
She snickered to herself, with the pout. Janet more or less has the Avengers wrapped around her tiny little fingers, mostly Clint and Thor.
A sigh escaped her mouth and she looked to the windows which was a replacement of a wall and then she looked to the TV as the movie Mulan was play
Dean x Reader x Sam - Supernatural Summer (2/2)
Dean x Reader x Sam - Supernatural Summer (2/2)
Living with Dean and Sam Winchester was not one of the easiest things in the world.
From one aspect it was fun, teasing Dean with the help of Sam and all, but from the other... well, it wasn't.
Simply because you could not write...
Yeah, writting was one of your most favorite things to do. Writting, and mainly fanfictions, which was what you couldn't do with a certain Winchester in the house.
Although you had managed to write quite numerous fanfics, which you had uploaded, you could no longer do so, since whenever you took your pc just to write a small one-shot he would pop-in almost out of the nowhere.
And that's what he had done today...
Sam was sleeping at the moment since some certain green-eyed Winchester had not let him sleep atall, because he asked him constantly whether he was still at his bed...
... obviously thinking that he might leave during the night and sleep in your bed, something that had not happened but Dean
Dean x Pregnant!Hurt!Reader - One more Winchester
You were trembling like there was no tomorrow that pink stick signalizing that you were expecting a baby for a couples of weeks by now. You were happy and you knew that Dean was going to be happy as well but you couldn’t tell him anything at least not now, you needed to go with him and Sam on a hunt you needed to finish this one job and then you would stay on the bunker until the baby born
You were so into your own thoughts that you almost didn’t hear Sam calling you.
“(Y/N)! You coming or what?”
You put the pregnancy test on top of the counter and get out of the bathroom.
“I am own my way Sammy.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Ahaha..... try to stop me.”
You pick your bag and your gun and get out to the car, you put everything on the trunk and slide to the front sit. During the all trip you were thinking of what you had discovered, once again you are so deep in your thoughts that you didn’t hear what Dean said. You only b
The Warrior (SifxReader) One-shot
The sound of swords clashing with each other as warriors and future warriors could be heard throughout the training room. Grunts as well as the sound of said warriors falling on their backs could also be heard along with the sound of something being smashed every once in a while. You were one of these said warriors and you were battling with Sif. 
Out of the two of you, Sif was the first one to become a warrior. You had become one just a year later. It wasn't a shock to you though how quickly Sif had become a warrior. She was very skilled with her sword and could take on any man, any woman, anything. She was strong not only in the battlefield, but a strong person at heart as well. She had always been there for you when you had a problem. Plus, Sif was very beautiful. She long, wavy jet black hair that flowed so effortlessly in the wind. Her tanned skin practically glowed in the sunlight and her vibrant olive colored eyes stared into your's with such intensity that you felt
What I Need [AdamxReader One Shot]
    The street lights had just come on as you glanced out the window of the small coffee shop where you worked. You watched the near empty street for a moment as with a sigh as you returned your attention to wiping off the tables and counters around. Your shift would soon be over, and you were graciously looking forward to it. Today had been a slow day, and certainly it had been long. It wasn’t so much that today was any different; you were just eager to leave as soon as you could. There was somewhere you wanted to be, and it wasn’t here.
    You finished clearing up the tables of their coffee stains and sugar spills, and as you slipped back behind the counter towards the sinks to clean up, you glanced at the clock on the wall. Only a minute or two before your shift ended. You glanced around the empty shop and smiled. “Hey, I’m gonna get going,” you called to the other barista who was in the back room, a girl name Veronica, as you slid
Thor x Pregnant! Reader One More Try
It had become a normal thing for Thor to return home and not find his bride (Name) attending the celebratory feasts in his honor, or joining everyone at any meal or social gatherings. It had merely begun a month and some days ago, but it was becoming increasingly concerning for everyone, even Odin, when the activity, or lack thereof, persisted.
“Thor, my son, I believe it would be wise to retrieve your wife and return here to dine with us. Do you not feel the same way?” Odin asked softly, earning a swift silence around the table.
Thor shifted, placing the leg of turkey back onto his platter with a grimace.
“Do not think that I haven’t tried, but (Name), she...refuses to move from her place by the window anymore. She hardly sleeps, let alone eats. No matter how long I am gone, I have yet to see her move whenever I return. I fear that this will not end for a long time.” He explained, casting his gaze down. His mother could only smile sadly at her son, offeri
Adam x Reader One Shot
    You sat by the edge of the bath, watching as the water level slowly rose. The sound of the faucet was obnoxiously loud, but you would only have to put up with it for a few more moments, and then you could enjoy complete silence. You stood up and slowly paced around for a minute as you waited. Patience may have been a virtue, but it certainly wasn’t one you had.
    As you stepped back to the bath you turned off the water, glad to hear the sound of the faucet immediately stop. You grabbed a small bottle of bath salts you had been given a long time ago and carefully removed the lid. There wasn’t much left in the bottle so you just poured all that remained into the water and dipped your fingers in to swirl it around. The water’s color turned a slightly orangish-red tint as the faint scent of oranges filled the room.
    You dried your hands on the towel that was on the edge of the bath before carefully sliding off the long summer dress y
Clint x Pregnant! Reader We'll Be Okay
Women usually don’t hold sticks very often. In fact, there are only a select few times a woman would actually hold a legitimate stick, no matter what size.
Usually it’s if you’re pretending to be a warrior or a fairy princess as a child, where the stick would hail from a tree, and it would be used as a “sword” or a “wand”.
Another instance would be if she’s a loving wife helping her husband pick up the ugly sticks littering the yard. Of course, the same scenario could be used for a lady who is just self conscious about her yard’s appearance, apartment or house.
An even deeper analysis would be if the woman was a nurse, and used a thermometer to check the temperature of a patient, or a tongue depressor to look down their throat to check for abnormalities.
However, in the case of (Name) Barton, she had a very specific and rather different use for this alleged “stick”.
You see, her “stick” was actually a pregnan
Story Of My Life - Tony Stark x Reader
Story Of My Life - Tony Stark x Reader
Tony walked in a place he had never thought he would walk again...
... never say never...
Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain
I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days

This place... this apartment reminded him so many things... it brought back so many memories...
... it broke his heart...
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones
Seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone

It broke his heart remembering all those beautiful times he had spent with you... this place that you had abandoded remined his of all those beautiful moments... all those unique moments that he would never forget...
And I'll be gone, gone tonight
The ground beneath my feet is open wide
The way that I been holding on too tight
With nothing in between

That would hunt him wherever he was... Your smile... your laugh... your eyes... your fragrance... hunting...
Right There - Tony Stark x Reader
Right There - Tony Stark x Reader
That was the only word that could describe Tony's day.
Boring and depressing.
He walked towards the living room looking for someone. A certain someone that, he knew for sure, would enlighten his day just by a smile.
And he kept looking for you, yet not finding you nowhere.
"Hey, Cap have you seen (y/n)? I have been looking for her all morning and I just can't seem to find her." he said as soon as he saw the super soldier.
"Uhm I think she is in her room. How about you look there?" he suggested and Tony nodded.
Without hesitating a moment Tony made his way towards your room, leaving Steve do whatever he was doing, he didn't care after all.
He just wanted to find you and talk to you.
It wasn't only because he was bored or in a bad mood and wanted you to cheer him up.
Aside from that he wanted to try his luck... once again...
Yes try his luck...
That's what he has been doing since you had joined SHIELD. He had been constantly flirting with
Smile - Loki x Reader x Thor
Smile - Loki x Reader x Thor
Loki remembered.
He remembered how he always lived...  in his brother's shadow...
His brother...
How their father always favored him...
How everyone was sure he was the one that was going to become the king of Asgard...
How he was the righteous son of Odin that did nothing wrong...
How he was perfect...
How he achieved whatever he wished for...
How he was the charismatic child that got whatever he wanted without even trying...
Because he was Thor...
And Loki remembered that...
He remembered it every morning he woke up... every day... every hour of the day... he remembered it...
And that's why he hated him...
Yes he hated Thor... he hated him for always achieving whatever goal he set... for getting what he wanted... for getting... what Loki wanted...
He hated him for that... for always being better than Loki... for getting what Loki wanted... for doing what Loki thought of doing, better than him...
And that's how and why he had started to ha
Little Me - Steve Rogers x Reader
Little Me - Steve Rogers x Reader
Your life.
You hated your life.
You hated everything about your life.
You hated having to go to college every day and have to put up with everyone telling you what to do and critisize you whenever you made a mistake...
You hated it when they deprecated you...
She lives in the shadow of a lonely girl
Voice so quiet you don't hear a word,
Always talking but she can't be heard,
You can see there if you catch her eye,
I know she's brave but it's trapped inside,
Scared to talk but she don't know why,

And they deprecated you every day... just because you had made a mistake all that time ago and now... now you were cursed...
Wish I knew back then
What I know now.
Wish I could somehow
Go back in time and maybe listen to my own advice.

Not that you viewed it anymore as mistake, after all that had given you the opportunity to join SHIELD, and if you could go back in time you would do the same thing...
... you would take the bullet instead of your b
Tattooed Heart - Steve Rogers x Reader
Tattooed Heart - Steve Rogers x Reader
He couldn't believe it.
Steve couldn't believe it how Tony had managed to drag him to one of his parties. He never was good at interacting or being social whatsoever, so whenever Tony tried to convince him to come at his parties Steve would just refuse.
So why did he say yes this time?
Maybe it was the fact that all the Avengers would be there, or the fact that it was a some sort of goodbye party to Pepper who the following day would be flying to Europe where she would live from then and on or even the fact that he had not much to do and Tony would not stop bugging him.
Yes maybe all of those reasons.
All of those reasons had made Captain America take Tony Stark up on his party invitation and go along with all the other members of the team on one more party organised by the one and only Tony Stark.
But what he came face to face with was just... well unexpected.
It wasn't like the parties that Tony organised and he had seen on TV or read or
Look Around You (Jensen Ackles X Reader)
Jensen opened his eyes to the bright morning light, the seagulls flying past the window and the large view of the ocean. It was beautiful, but not as beautiful as the woman curled into his side. Her hair was splayed over the pillow in soft waves. Her lips were parted slightly, small puffs of air blowing onto his neck. 
He didn't want to wake her, but they had an agreement that Jensen had to say goodbye before he left for work. He wasn't sure how long filming would take today, but he wanted at least see his girlfriend's smiling face before he left. 
"(Name)" He whispered, poking her side. As usual, (Name) squirmed away with a huff, obviously tired and annoyed that Jensen would use such torture to wake her. "(Name)." Jensen whispered once more. "Mhmm, lemme sleep." She replied, pulling the covers over her head. Jensen smiled softly, watching the way the light highlighted her hair. "I have to go to work." He informed. (Name) whined, grabbing Jensen hand, as if it'd prevent him f
Dean x Reader x Sam - Snowball fight - Part 1Dean x Reader x Sam - Snowball fight
Part 1

Christmas. Your favourite time of the year. You loved christmas. You loved gathering all the decorations from whatever place you had put them last year and start decorating the whole house and of course your favorite, the Christmas tree.
You loved going out to buy Christmas presents for Dean, Sam and Bobby and choosing what they would like for a present even thought they said they didn't want any. That's how it went every year. Them denying they wanted a present, you buying them one for each and in the end them liking it.
You also lovined trying to guess what present they were gonna buy you, they always did. Every year. And every year you tried to make them tell you what they had bought you. And you made it, well sort of. You managed to make Sam tell you what he had bought you just by using the puppy eyes, that he had taught you and that every year he said that he was not
BrucexReader-Calming Mr GreenIt was another 'normal' day. _____ yawned as she rubbed her eye. She typed on the computer, the keys clicking as she scanned the screen with her (e/c) eyes, Director Fury had asked her to hack into top secret files which she was more than happy to do since she was the best hacker in SHIED, well ,Tony was more awesome than her (After he had announced it loudly I may add).
She sighed and then stretched to get feeling back into her tired body. A yawn escaped her lips as she stretched more, sighing in relief as her back and other joints popped, she grumbled and continued to type.
She paused as there was a commotion but ignored it and continued to type.
_____ jumped from fright as the vent next to her gave way and Clint Barton, AKA Hawkeye jumped down from the vents.
“What do you want Clint?” She asked as she didn't take her eyes off the screen.
“We have a slight problem.”
“What problem? Can't you sort it out.”
She jumped and Clint froze as there was a ro
LokixReader- Green Silk PajamasA groan escaped your lips, you had a long but hard day, not to mention a bad one too.
First you had woken up late, then your car had broken down, you barely got to work and you were harassed by your boss, lost your job when you lost your temper after he had the nerves to spank your ass and what else? Oh! That's right, your so called 'friend' spreading rumors about you which were full of bull, the rumors are that your an attention seeker, and the ironic thing is that she's being a hypocrite, you don't bring attention upon yourself unlike her who would do anything for attention.
And then your car gave way once again, but this time you can't fix it at all. And you had to walk since the bus you took won't go all the way to the bus stop, you had a feeling the bus driver hates you.
The bus ride. Oh, you wanted to murder someone so badly as some little kid. (Or punk as you called him.) decided to kick your seat all the way to the stop area. You had lost it and yelled at the little brat to kno
Dean WinchesterxReader-Not falling for you-Chpt. 1Dean WinchesterxReader-Not falling for you
Chapter 1

Dean and Sam were on town hunting. You knew it. And how couldn't you? Wherever you went you would always hear some hunters talk about it. It didn't exactly bother you or annoy you. You just didn't like their presence on town. Because that meant that they were here for the vampire nest you were hunting too. And the worst, if they found out that this was your hunt they would want to maybe team up with you which would lead to having to put up with that jerkass, as you would call him, Dean Winchester.
It is not that you hated him. He just really gave on your nerves. His arrogance and the fact that he thought he could get any girl he wanted without even trying, without any exeptions.
But you had been the exeption to his rule. And you remember how it all had happened.
You were currently working at the Roadhouse with Ellen and Jo. You had known them for almost all
Dean WinchesterxReader-Promise-Chapter 1Dean WinchesterxReader-Promise
Chapter 1

~Your P.O.V.~
Dean, Sam and I were now in a small town and were hunting a spirit. A lot of people were saying that their close ones would see nightmares every night before ending  up dead under uncertain circumstances. Yeah preatty much like the "Nightmare on Elm Street" with the exeption that this was real.
To be honest I didn't really like the idea of having to hunt, who knows, Freddy Krueger himself. And to be more honest I was scared. Scared that Sam or Dean would see a dream, scared that something would happen to them.
We arrived at our motel and checked in. The room wasn't really big or anything impressive but not small either. Typical motel room, would say someone. But at least  I was lucky to get the one bed, Sammy on the other one already sleeping just like a puppy.
Dean as always claimed the bathroom first. I highly doubt that there will be any warm water

You were a singer. Singer, yeah sort of. Basically you were a hunter pretending to be a singer, just to earn a living. And you had a good voice. Well at least that's what most of people told you. That's what he had told you. You remember how it all had started.
Third Person's P.O.V.
You were in the same town for almost a few months. Mystic Falls. A town full of supernatural beings, full of cases for a hunter like you. You were currently singing at Mystic Grill, a place were not only were you able to earn a living but also spy on most of the vampires that came here. Although it was a bar for humans, no hunters, there would always be some vampires or other supernatural being around. So basically it was the perfect place for you to work at.
You were singing one of your favorite song (f/s), an acoustic version to be specific while your attention was not on it but on t
In fact... - Dean Winchester x Reader
In fact... - Dean Winchester x Reader

Waking up early in the morning wasn't really your thing.
It wasn't that you would sleep til 12 o'clock every day (and in fact being a hunter didn't allow you that) but you would sometimes sleep til that time only under certain circumstances.
One of which being the fact that you slept really late at night due to searching and the other one being the fact that it was one of those days that you didn't want to leave the bed no matter what...
But now you had to get up.
First; it was 11:35 and second; you really wanted to take a shower, even a long-night's sleep hadn't helped you relax completely from the previous hunt. It was quite a rough one.
So although you were still a little bit sleepy you got up from bed kicking the sheets off and walked towards the bathroom, eyes half open half closed.
'Yep definitely need a cold shower...' you thought rubbing your eyes to get the sleep out of them, your head down as you reached the bathroom's door.
You r
Loki x Reader x Steve Totally Different
“What?” The pair of men said in unison, staring at their close friend in bewilderment. She shuffled her feet, looking out the suddenly very interesting sky outside the Tower window.
“What do you mean, ‘what’?” She asked, glancing over at them.
“How is it you can like both of us at the same time?” Steve questioned, still surprised by the confession. She shrugged, averting their stares again.
“I don’t know, I just...I just do.” (Name) said quietly, watching them closely for a reaction. Loki just shook his head, still confused.
“But we are both such different...people.” He managed, gesturing to them both. “He is a Midgardian human beast, whereas I am a benevolent, graceful and cunning prince.” He explained, holding out an arm rather triumphantly. Steve just rolled his eyes.
“Surely you would want to choose me over that.” He commented. (Name) looked over at him curiously,
Cherry Pie - Sam x Reader x Dean - EpilogueIt had been five months since then. Five months since I had left it all behind. I abandoned Sam and Dean. I left everything behind. All I had grabbed was my clothes, shoving several them into a bag, my car keys and any small essentials that I thought I might need- especially money.
I raced out of the house with Sam following me like a puppy, begging me not to go. I honestly thought it would be the other way around. I thought that I would be the one running out of the house after Sam as he threw his things in the back seat of the car, begging him not to leave me and to come back inside.
Sadly, I was the one that left. I was the one crying my eyes as I threw my things in the back seat. I was the one that slid into the front seat, slamming the door and not looking him the eyes as I drove away from my home and my family.
The longer I drove my car down the road the harder I cried. Once I was knew that I was in another town - city even - I stopped my car on the outskirts and screamed. I scre
All I Want (Dean X Reader)
It had been over 12 years since Dean had last seen you. You two hadn't exactly parted on the best of terms either. Sam was happily married and living in California. Dean was still hunting, it was something he wasn't sure he could stop even if he tried. He knew he could have picked up the phone and call you at anytime to check up on you. But he never did, just tucked his phone away and busied himself with something else.
Finally, after a day long internal battle, and another day to build up courage, Dean had Bobby find your location and took the drive to North Carolina. Here he was now, fiddling with his clothes, waiting to see you again for the first time in years. He was so lost in his own mind that he didn't even hear you say come in.
The door opened and Dean looked to see you staring at him shocked. You were just as beautiful as he had remembered. Your body was filled out, you were taller, your lips fuller, hair longer, but your eyes seemed almost, darker. "Dean?" You whispered brea
Clint x Reader Just Be Careful
Clint Barton wasn’t well known for relaxing. He was dedicated to his job, after all. But when Clint Barton relaxed, Clint Barton relaxed. It was about 9:30 p.m. at his apartment, and he was sitting contently on his couch, running through his mission reviews determinedly.  The lights were dim and he was wearing his favorite pajamas of all time; Classic navy tank top and black pants.
While it was his favorite, he hardly ever got to wear it at home. And that was thanks to (Name), who told him that it was the forbidden fashion rule to ever wear navy blue and black together, “no matter how sexy the guy wearing it was”.
He smiled at the thought of her scolding him every time he tried to wear it when they were both at home. But his smile faded when he realized she wasn’t home yet. A pang of worry hit him, and he slipped out his phone.
‘She should have been home 20 minutes ago...’ He thought, sliding through the contacts. But just befo
Clint x Sick! Reader Little Bit Sick
(Name) always wondered why people used the term “I feel like Death” when they were sick. It must suck to be Death if he really feels hot and cold all the time, coughing, hacking, splitting headaches, etc. So, while she felt sick and terrible that morning, she couldn’t help but feel a little bit sorry for Death, too.
She sighed, attempting to bring herself back to reality, but instead she erupted into a coughing fit. Her husband groaned softly next to her, shifting but not really responding. Her head hit the pillow again, the splitting headache beginning to take effect.
“Is this what it’s like to feel like Death?” (Name) croaked, squeezing her eyes shut when the arrow of pain pierced through her skull. She felt Clint shift next to her again.
“(Name), I have no idea what you’re taaaaaaaaaand you’re sick.” He realized, watching her hand go up to her forehead.
“Uh, yeah, just a little bit.” She replied with wh
Supernatural life - Supernatural x Reader(SPN/TVD)
Supernatural life - Supernatural x Reader (SPN/TVD crossover)
That's what was only in your mind.
Running... to save your life.
Your life. You had no idea how your life had come to this. All of a sudden you had found out that every supernatural being that you had ever imagined, read or heard of, was real.
How? You even couldn't answer that question.
It had just happened to be that group of mysterious guys that had come to your school as 'exchange' students and all of a sudden you had found out that they were... vampires. And not only that, but you were one too.
Crazy right? Well not to them.
To cut a long story short you had been informed that indeed you were a half vampire, just that your vampire side was 'sleeping' and that's how it would till the end of your life unles... unless you were killed during the year of the 'Bloody Moon'. And that year happened to be this year...
So in order to prevent anyone from killing you, and thus bringing every supernatural de
Dean x Reader x Sam - Supernatural Summer (1/2)
Dean x Reader x Sam - Supernatural Summer (1/2)
After you explained everything to Sam and Dean you guided them towards the room they would be staying.
You had to admit you couldn't still believe it. Living in a house with Dean and Sam Winchster themselves was simply amazing. They seemed to be just like you had imagined them that they would be in real life.
Sam was the sweet and gentle brother, that you completely got along with. He obviously was smart and kind. And you had to admit he was incredibly cute when he shuttered and blushed as you talked to them about Supernatural and the fact that you had seen and still remembered every scene.
While Dean... well, Dean was Dean and that explained everything. He was flirty non-stop and always made remarks. Though you had to admit he was quite funny and you had quite a lot in common, which was something you hadn't realised despite the fact that you were a Dean-girl (not that you were going to let him know).
So you all walked upstairs as you gui


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Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)

1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 10 other people, at least!
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!
Send this to all your friends! :D (Big Grin)
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