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Forbidden - Teacher!Dean x Student!Reader - Chapter 13 - The End

You felt your heart stop as soon as Lisa finished her sentence.

She was pregnant. With Dean's child.

You found it hard to even breath. You looked at Dean who seemed exactly as stunned as you were though there was something else in his eyes, something else that you could not point your finger at.

"That's..." your father's voice broke your trail of thoughts "That's amazing Lisa, congratulations." he said, smiling; although it seemed forced.

"Thank you Kieran" Lisa smiled more.

"So I take it that Dean you were... really happy when you found out, hm?" your father asked Dean.

He took a few deep breaths and clearing his throat he decided to speak "I... I, no, I just found out" he laughed awkwardly, though it was obvious that it was fake.

"Really?" you father looked at him frowning and then down at the table; as if thinking something.

But then he glanced at you and upon seeing your pale face, no emotion on it, he spoke "(Y/n) are you ok?"

You looked up at him and tried to form words "I-I 'm not feeling really well... I-" you said but he cut you off.

"Well if you want, better go to your room and rest" he gave you a small smile; as if reading your mind.

"Yeah yeah I'd better" you said and slowly got up from your chair.

"Drink some water, it will make you feel better" Lisa told you with a smile and you nodded hesitantly.

After mumbling a low 'goodnight' you slowly made your way upstairs feeling Dean's worried gaze on you... as well as somebody else's.

After a while the conversation downstairs continued, but you closed the door and put your headphones on, not wanting to hear what they were saying downstairs. But just as you turned the music up louder you missed what your father asked them...

"So why are you moving out of town then?"


You slowly felt yourself being pulled out of your sleep by someone shaking your shoulder.

"(Y/n). Wake up" your father's voice was heard, making you slowly and painfully open your eyes.

The light hit your face and made you groan more. You opened you eyes and after a while of them adjusting to the light you saw the frowning face of your father.

"Dad?" you slowly mumbled "What is it?"

"That's what you should tell me (y/n)" he said and you frowned more.

You got up in a seating position and tilted your head "What do you mean?"

He sighed and looked at you with pain-filled eyes "What is it (y/n)?" he asked and you frowned more "What's bothering you?" he said and put a cold hand on your cheek.

No. It wasn't his hand that was cold, your face was warm. Really warm.

"Wh-what do you m-mean?" you asked, your voice trembling, knowing very well what he meant.

"You're not ok (y/n). And I can see it. Last night you ate nothing and when I came upstairs to bring you some food you were already asleep but... your face seemed tear stained. Were you crying?" he asked worry evident in his face.

"I-I was not..." you started but trailed off as soon as you looked him in the eyes, finding yourself unable to lie to him. You looked down at your hands, lips pursed, and gave him a small and hesitant nod.

He sighed, and slightly shaking his head, he moved closer to you "Why (y/n)? Why were you crying? What made you cry so much as to make the pillow, almost, completely wet? What is bothering you?" he put a hand on top of yours and you looked at him for a moment but then again down at your hands and did not say a word.

Kieran sighed once again and rubbed your hand with his "It's ok if you don't want to tell me. I know..." he trailed off and you looked up at him, eyes almost wide, wondering what he meant by 'know'. Soon your question was answered.

"I know that it is hard for you to share your feelings with me, especially concerning your love life. Because I can clearly see it that that's what it has to do with. And I know..." he let out another sigh "...that if your mother was here, alive, everything would be better. Everything would feel better. And you would have someone to talk to, openly. But... she's not here. And I'm sorry for that (y/n)." he said and you immediately looked up at him.

"Dad it was not your fault. What are you apologizing for? " you asked frowning.

"I'm apologizing for not being able to protect her, so that now you would have here by your side. So that you would not feel alone." he started and you cut him off.

"Dad, you could not have done anything to save her. It's ok. What happened is over and we should not think of what we could have done. Besides, I'm sure she's happy up there. And she's as much happy as I am for having you still here, for you being my father. And... I thank God for that every single day of my life" tears by now had started rolling down your cheeks.

He wiped out a few of them and hugged you "And I thank God for you being my daughter. I could not ask for a greater gift from Him in my life" he said with a smile.

"And..." he started saying again after you both pulled away "I want you to know that whatever is bothering you... I trust you. I trust that you will make the right decision. I know that you will. And I will support every single decision of yours. No matter what" he gave you a final smile and you nodded slowly, a smile forming on your lips too.

"Thanks dad" you said in a low voice.

"No problem honey. You know I'm always here for you" he brushed a few stray tears off your cheeks "Now get up, take a shower if you want and come downstairs. Breakfast is awaiting." he got up and made his way to the door "And I made (Favorite Breakfast), so better hurry" he finished with a smile.

"You're amazing dad" you said with a big smile.

"I try" he chuckled and turned to walk to the door.

As soon as he opened it your voice made him stop "Dad?" it had a small hint of sadness in it.

He turned to look at you "Can I ask you a question?" you asked him and he nodded "Of course"
You looked for a few seconds down at your hands and then back at him "Why... why do we, people, fall for the wrong ones?"

He smiled a little bit, or more like smirked a little bit, and spoke "People don't fall for the wrong ones. They just... make the wrong decisions. As a result, they cannot see that the person they've fallen for is the right one.  Because those decisions do't let them. So if you ask me, we don't fall for the wrong people, we just make the wrong decisions while all we have to do, is to make the right ones.  You don't know if the person you have fallen for is the right one or not until you reach the end. Until you make the right decision" he said and you gave a small nod and then looked down at your hands, a tear rolling down your cheek, as your father exited the room; closing the door behind him.

"And sometimes... all it takes is for someone to help us make that right decision..." he mumbled to himself, a smile on his lips.

~*~ Time skip to next morning ~*~

You slowly opened your eyes to see the morning light hit your face. You squinted your eyes and looked at the clock on the wall. You frowned, seeing as it was already 10:30, wondering how come your father had let you sleep in. Every Sunday he would wake you up early so that you could go to church with him. But obviously he hadn't done so today. Maybe because of the fact that you staid in your room almost all day yesterday and you did not so much as say a word to him after your conversation that morning.

It was not your fault. You just wanted to think. You wanted to stay in the silence of your room and think. Think about Dean and what you should do with him. The same thought running through your mind again and again. Lisa was pregnant. With his child. And that meant that he had indeed slept with her that night. But, as strange as that might sound, it was not that fact that bothered you. Well, it did bother you but not as much as it would if he was not completely drunk and did know what he was doing. And Lisa was his wife, for two years now, so you could not question the fact that he had slept with his wife. Even though that hurt you.

What bothered you though was that it was his child that she carrying. And even if Dean loved you - you were trying not to think otherwise, even though you did - he would never be able to leave his wife, his family for you. And even if he did, because (once, he had said   that that's what he would do) you would not let him. You would not let him abandon his family. And you would not let him abandon Lisa and everything else for you. Because no matter how much it hurt you, you were willing to sacrifice everything you two had. Despite the fact that it tore you apart to not be with him, you could not do that to him, Lisa and his unborn child. You could not be selfish when you loved him this much. You should think what is the best for him even if he did not know it.

You sighed as you finished you morning routine. Walking down the stairs you noticed that your father had already gone to the church. You grabbed the keys and exited your house, locking the door behind you and making your way to the church. Not so much as daring to look at the direction Dean's house was, to see if he was there. You already knew that Dean would be at the church with Sam and you were happy. You were happy because you would see him and get the chance to speak to him. You speak to him and... end things once and far all.

The mere thought made you tear up and, even if you thought that you would not have any more tears to shed, so you tried your best to keep them from rolling down. The only comforting thing being the fact that you would at least see him every day at school, and after a while he would be happy - you hoped so. And then, maybe, you would be happy... and sad at the same time, knowing that you two would not be together.

You took in a deep breath and entered the church, looking around and searching for your father. But he was nowhere to be seen. And neither was Dean. Fact that made you frown. You walked towards Sam's side and, as soon as he noticed you, he looked up at you. His face showing more sadness and pain than before.

"Sam?" you looked at him frowning, and worrying.

"Hello (y/n)" he gave you a sad smile

"Sam what's-" you started but he cut you off.

"You got to say goodbye, hm?" he asked with the same sad look.

"Goodbye? What goodbye?" you frowned more.

"To Dean" he said simply "He and Lisa are moving out of town for good."

"They are what?!" you said in a high voice, not even realizing it.

"Yes" Sam frowned "I thought you knew and said goodbye to him this morning, before me. They should be leaving by now and-" Sam started but immediately stopped as he saw you suddenly turn and ran out of the kitchen.

You ran. Like never before. Your lungs protesting but you did not pay attention even in the least bit. You had no time to pay attention to anything else. Not even your blurry, from the tears, sight. Or your legs which felt as if the were about to give out. You just ran and ran, wishing to reach there on time. Reach there just to say goodbye. Just to see him for one last time. That was all you were asking for. That's all you were wishing for. With all your heart, which now was beating so fast that it felt as if it will come out of your chest.

But nobody seemed to be listening to you that moment because just as you reached your neighborhood you saw a black car speed away from you. Dean's car.

"No" you mumbled, tears rolling down your cheeks "No. No no no no" you shook your head, tears flowing down your cheeks, sobs shaking your whole body.

You fell on your knees looking at the way the car went. Your eyes wide. Tears rolling down. Never stopping. You stood there for a while. Just staring at the same direction. No emotion written on your face. Blank face. Emotionless, dead eyes staring at one place. Hoping against all odds that he would come back. That the car would return. That he would come back. But no. That was not the case. He was gone. For good. You would not see him ever again. And you had not even gotten the chance to say goodbye. To say how much you loved him for a final time.

"No" was the only thing you could manage at the moment.

"Obviously yes" said a voice behind you.

You turned abruptly at hearing the voice. You thought that your mind was playing games. But no. Not it was not.

You quickly got up and stared at the man in front of you. At the oh-so-green eyes of the man you were hoping with all your heart to see.

You furiously brushed the tears off and rubbed your eyes trying to make your vision more clear, believing that what you saw through your blurry eyes was not true. But, oh, it was.

"Dean?" it came out as a whisper, your voice cracked, throat dry.

"Again-" he smiled "-Obviously yes"

Your eyes widened and you just stared at him for a few moments, unable to say anything "H-how-Wh-what are y-you-?" you could not say much, chocking on some tears.

"I believe I've told you that I don't like it when you cry" he came closer and brushed a few tears with his thumb "Especially for a jerk like me" he said, looking at you with a soft and adoring gaze.

"Y-you" you started stuttering again, finding it unbelievable "That was your car. I saw it leave. How is it possible that you are here?" you manged to breath out.

"You're wrong on that part. That car... is not mine. It is Lisa's. You seem to confuse what is mine with hers. Especially when we have nothing to do with each other" he said with a small smile and you frowned.

But before you could open your mouth to ask what he meant, you saw him extend the other hand that was not cupping your cheeks and hold out what seemed to be a letter.

You frowned but took it nonetheless, your eyes immediately widening as you read it. It may have been small and had not much written on it but it was enough for anyone that read it to understand.

She is cheating on you. The child is not yours. Check her messages. There should be a lot from someone called Greg. That's the proof you need. Ask her if you want, too.

You suddenly looked up at him, eyes wide "Is this true?" you managed to say in a low voice and Dean just nodded.

He sighed "I found it at the doorstep as I was about to exit the house and leave. For good." he looked down at the paper in your hands "I read it and you can guess that I was surprised. I asked her, but she denied everything. Only when I attempted to check her phone did she admit it." he gave a dry laugh "Who would have ever thought that she was cheating on me with her co-star" he laughed, hoarsely, shaking his head.

"You're hurt?" it came out more as a question than a statement "That she cheated on you. That the child is not yours" you bit your lips, afraid what the answer would be.

He looked up at you, cupping your face with both his hands "Believe it or not... I was relieved. I don't know who wrote the letter and I don't care. I'm just relieved. Relieved that it is over. Relieved that I will not have to live a life that I will regret every second of. Relieved that Lisa cheated on me, no matter how crazy that might sound. Relieved that what her and I had is finally over. Relieved that we're not together anymore and I won't have to... suffer. Relieved that... I will not leave you behind and not see you again. Relieved that I will be able to be with you."

"Dean..." you started but he stopped you.

"No, please, just hear me out. (Y/n) what we have is above everything. More important than anything else. You are more important than anything else. And I can't leave you (y/n). I can't. You mean so damn much to me that-" he laughed at himself "Talking about chick-flick moments... Anyway" he cleared his throat "I am not leaving this place. And I'm not leaving you. So if you want... we can... We can still try this between us. You know I want it more than anything else. I want you more than anything else. So just think about it. Think about what we can have. I know it will be hard. I know that even though Lisa and I are not together, the fact that your father is a priest, and we both know that he will not approve of us together, might put you off. But (y/n) please think about it. I know you do not want to hurt him, I know that you care for him and I know that his opinion and approval is important to you, but- (y/n) please don't end what we have so soon. Don't think about others' opinion and-" he would have kept talking but you cut him off.

"Dean!" you exclaimed and he stopped "I don't have to think about anything. I want to be with you. I love you more than anything and-" this time it was him that cut you off with a kiss, which in the beginning surprised you but then you smiled and kissed him back; arms coming around his neck and...

... and Kieran watched you from the doorstep of his house, with a soft smile on his lips.

~ Kieran's flashback ~

He felt really tired as he walked up the stairs, wanting to sleep more than anything. He passed by your room's door and stopped; turning to knock on your door. He recieved no answer so he pushed the door open and walked into the room. He saw you already asleep but what worried him was the tearstains on your cheeks. And it worried him even more taking into consideration the fact that he had seen you do the same thing a few times lately, even though he did not say anything, not to mention that you were acting really weirdly.

He sat at the side of your bed, putting the covers over you so that you wouldn't get cold and brushing some hair out of your face.

"What's happening to you my dear child..." he asked in a low voice.

"Yeah well- I don't care Greg!" Lisa's voice made Kieran turn to look out of the window at the window of Dean's and Lisa's room; Lisa's shadow evident through the curtains pacing around the room.

"I don't care Greg! If I say that the child is Dean's then so it is. I don't want to hear you say anything about it, or send me any more messages. You know that if you tell Dean about what happened between us then you can be damn sure that I will tell your lovely wife how faithful you were." he heard her say and then he could not hear anymore.

It confused him though. Lisa was pregnant, that was for sure. But who was Greg? How did he know about the child? And the child, it surely could not be Dean's because Lisa was away for at least three months, if he remembered correctly, so then... Greg? Could the child be his? But then that meant that she cheated on Dean. And Kieran now knew the truth. But who was he to get involved?
No he wouldn't. He made his decision. He would not get inloved. He would not tell Dean about something that he was not even sure about. Because what if he had misheard or just misinterpretated Lisa's words? What if that Greg guy had cheated on his wife with someone else and not Lisa?
Kieran shook his head to brush any thoughts off. He would not say anything and he wouldn't get involved at all.

End of story.

~ End of flashback ~

And he kept watching you, his beloved daughter, with an older man, showing your love to each other. No it was not just any other man. It was Dean. And that made him smile even more, because he knew that Dean loved you and he would take care of you. No matter what.

He watched as you both pulled away, a bright smile on both your faces, Dean hugging you tightly, kissing your head and saying things in your ear that Kieran could not hear from where he stood. He heard you laugh and he could not feel more happy, seeing you more happy than ever.

And then Dean looked up at Kieran's way, immediately stopping what he was saying. Fact that made you first look at him frowning and then follow his gaze, your eyes immediately widening upon locking with you father's.

"Dad..." you managed to say, swallowing the lump forming on your throat.

And after what seemed like an eternity of your father staring at you and Dean a smile broke on his face. A sincere one. And you could not believe your eyes. Did that mean that he approved?

He turned to look at Dean and, still smiling, he gave him an approving nod saying something that, from the way his lips moved, seemed to be a "Take care of her..."

"I will..." Dean mouthed, voice low so that you could hear him too.

You smiled at your father as you saw him give an approving nod, again, and smiling he turned to open the door and enter his house.

Just as you and Dean turnd to look at each other, soft smiles on both your faces, eyes full of love and adoration at the sight of each other. And the three words being said by both of you...

... the same words that convinced him to write the letter to Dean. The same three words that had convinced Kieran of your true feelings for each other that Friday night that he had walked in on you and Dean, when you were getting the food for the dinner...

The same three words that you were no longer forbidden to say...

The End
Forbidden - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 13
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Forbidden - Teacher!Dean x Student!Reader - Chapter 12

The day unfortunately went by rather slowly. You could not wait for the last period so that you could see him and give him a sign or tell him that you wanted to be with him, after having talked with Sam and him having told you everything.

But, of course, luck was not with you this day because once the last period came instead of Dean walking in it was Ric, having come to tell you that you were not going to have a lesson with Dean because he was absent. You sighed, looking down at your books.

"So much for wanting to see him..." you mumbled.

~*~ Time skip ~*~

You let out a long sigh closing yet another book, finding it impossible to concentrate on homework or anything else for that matter. The only thing on your mind was him. You wanted to see him but of course you had no such luck because even though you had left the window open, his was completely closed and nobody seemed to be inside.

Your trail of thoughts was soon broken by the bell ringing and it made you frowned.

Who would come at - you looked at the clock - 7:30 pm in the afternoon?

"(Y/n) come on, our guests are here" your father's voice was heard from the other side of the door.

You got up from your chair and opening the door, you made your way out of your room and down the stairs.

"Guests? What guests are you-" you started but trailed off as soon as you reached the end of the stairs and looked at the door see the person you wanted to see the most.

Of course. How could you have forgotten? Whenever Lisa was here and not away shooting some movie, your father would invite her, Dean and Sam for dinner. Usually on Fridays.

"Hello Kieran" Lisa said handing your father a bottle of wine and breaking yours and Dean's gaze.

"Hello Lisa, welcome back" your father smiled at her "Please come in" he motioned for her and Dean to come in.

"Where is Sam? I thought he would come with you" you father said giving you the wine and you placed it on the table.

"Uh he, he was not feeling alright. Said he would not be able to make it" Dean answered and then Lisa noticed you.

"Oh (y/n), hello" she smiled at you, giving you a small hug.

"Hey Lisa" you gave her a small smile and glanced at Dean, who immediately avoided eye contact.

"Please take a seat" your father said and you all sat on the couches at the living room.

And so the conversation began.

Your father talking with Lisa and occasionally with Dean, who did not really seem in the mood to talk. Proving that what Sam had told you about his bad state was true. He was not ok and it was obvious. So then that meant that what he had told you before that, about Dean truly loving you, was... true. You were so focused on your thoughts that you had not realized that you were staring at him. Luckily neither your father nor Lisa seemed to notice, however Dean, who was not participating in the conversation, turned to look at you; locking eyes. And for a moment you could swear that you saw pain written in them and could see him pleading for you to do something. You broke eye contact and looked, frowning, down at your hands.

You wanted to do something. You needed to do something. But what? What could you do so that-

"And what about the sweet young lady here?" Lisa's voice broke your trail of thoughts.

You looked up at her, frowning "Yes?"

"Why do you seem so deep in thoughts tonight?" she asked with a smirk.

You opened your mouth, glancing at Dean for a second, and taking a breath you spoke "I'm- Just thinking some things" you smiled; shrugging.

"Some things or somebody?" she smirked more and Dean seemed to stiffen at that.

"I-I" you tried to explain though you ended up stuttering and she cut you off.

"Because I saw you being really close with a cute guy today at school, when I came to take some papers Dean needed" she smiled at you and you sighed in relief, glad that she knew nothing about you and Dean, though you saw Dean doing the exact opposite. His gaze seemed to harden, his eyes getting more dark, his jaw and hands clenching.

Was he jealous?

"I-I... Kol and I were just talking. We- we are just... friends" you ended up mumbling, not seeming believable even in the least bit, glancing at your father's direction for a while.

"Really?" Lisa looked at your father too "Oh, ok then. We'll talk about this later" she winked at you and Dean seemed to stiffen even more, lips pursed and eyes narrowed at you.

Your father cleared his throat "Yeah, you should talk about this later." he said "After we talk about it." he gave you a look and you looked down at your hands.

"Anyway" your father chuckled, putting a hand over yours; showing how supportive he was of whatever you did. Fact that you were more than happy about. He got up and continued speaking "How about we get to the table, I think it's high time we ate" he smiled.

You all got up and made your way to the dining room and the big table set in the middle of it. Your father in the middle, you on the left and Dean and Lisa on the right of your father and opposite you. Your father took hold of the wine bottle and before you could sit he told you to go bring the salad and the large baking pan with the baked potatoes and meat.

"Ok" you said and said after taking the extra set of plates, meant for Sam who did not come "Could you help me?" you asked turning to look at Dean.

He all but was stunned, eyebrows raised in almost-shock, but he tried to brush it off "Me?" he asked pointing to himself.

You nodded "Yes, the baking pan is heavy for me and we could not leave our guests alone" you said and turned to give Lisa a smile.

"O-ok" Dean said and clearing his throat he followed you towards the kitchen, closing the door behind his as you both entered. Completely off site for Lisa and your father.

Your father managed to open the bottle of wine. He filled a glass for himself, Dean's glass following suit, filing yours a little bit and then turning to fill Lisa's.

"Oh no, no Kieran I'm not drinking tonight" she put a hand to stop him, giving him a polite smile.

"Oh how come?" Kieran asked a little bit astonished.

"You'll see" she smiled "But for now, I'l just have water. That's all" she said and Kieran put the bottle of wine down.

"Alright then" he smiled, and looking at the table he saw that there was no bottle of water there "I'll go bring you some" he said and was about to make his way to the kitchen.

But Lisa stopped him "No, Kieran it's ok. I'll go take it myself, I know the place very well after all" she smiled.

~ Meanwhile in the kitchen ~

Dean cleared his throat, not daring to make eye contact, and came to take the baking pan from your hands, on the counter. But as soon as he grabbed it you put a hand on his, making him stop.

He looked at you but you just kept looking down at the food "You didn't come today at school" you mumbled.

Dean let out a small sigh "I was not feeling ok" he murmured and tried to take the pan but you stopped him once again.

"I wanted to see you" you looked up at him "Talk to you" you mumbled, your faces inches apart.

His eyes scanned your face for a while and swallowing the lump in his throat Dean took a deep breath, trying not to let his hopes get up.

"A-about wh-what?" he asked, his voice breaking. Wishing and fearing that you'd say what he thought you would.

"Us" you mumbled and Dean inhaled sharply.

You looked down at your feet "I... I talked with Sam" you looked up at him again "He told me everything"

Dean started breathing heavily, trying to keep the tears from rolling down his cheeks. You could not be saying such a thing now. Not now.

He opened his mouth to speak but you beat him at it "And... and I believe him. I believe what he told me... what you told him. And even if anything happened... it's ok. It's ok because all I want is to be with you. Because I love you, more than anything and cannot live without you... I can't..." you ended up mumbling and Dean could not utter a word.

He had so many things to say. He wanted to. He needed to. Because he needed you. Like he needed the air in his lungs. He could not live without you either. He did not want live without you...

... but people do things that they do not want, too.

"Please... say something" you said in a whisper-y and weak voice, and looked up at him with your big (e/c) eyes, biting your lip and trying to keep the tears from rolling. In vain though, since some tears had started running down your cheeks already.

"I-I" no words could form. No words to explain. No words but four small ones "I love you too" he said and a sob escaped your throat, you almost chocking on your tears.

"I love you too, baby girl. More than anything and I cannot live without you either... I can't..." he mumbled and without hesitating for a second he cupped your face and closed the remaining distance between you, crashing his lips to yours. The tears stopped rolling down your cheeks and you brought your hands up to his neck, kissing him back with all your love, grabbing him by the hem of his shirt and pulling him closer.

You kept kissing him with as much passion as possible, ignoring your lungs protesting for air. You did not care. You did not care about anything else but him. And you could not think about anything else but his lips on yours, kissing you like there was no tomorrow, and his hands bringing you as close as possible. And you would have continues if it wasn't for...

... a glass breaking.

Wait what?

You both immediately pulled away, eyes wide, and turned to look at the kitchen island from where one of the glasses had fallen. And now it lay down into small broken pieces.

You looked at it and then back at each other.

"It must have been on the edge of the table and fell off" you said trying to find a possible explanation.

"But the door?" Dean asked looking at the slightly open door.

"You... may have not closed it properly and we just did not notice it" you said trying once again to find an explanation for it.

Anything but the possibility of someone having come in and saw you. And that someone being your father or Lisa.

Dean nodded hesitantly, trying to believe that that was the case, and then turned to look at you "We should get going" he mumbled, looking from your eyes to your lips and back at your eyes.

You gave a small nod "Yes, yes we should" you said in a low voice, and after leaning up to give him a final small kiss, you pulled away quickly, grabbed the salad and turned to walk out of the kitchen.

It took Dean a few moments to follow you, eyes closed for a few seconds, trying to savior the feeling of your lips on his. The feeling of your kiss. The feeling he would definitely miss.

After taking a deep breath he made his grabbed the pan and followed you to the dining room, setting it in the middle of the room next to the salad. Taking a seat next to Lisa and opposite you, as you did the same.

"So" Lisa started and both you and your father looked at her, as she put a hand on Dean's "Before we start dinner I would like to make an announcement. Kieran, (y/n), you know that both of you are like a family to Dean and I. No, you are family. And, although I would like Sam to be here so that he could hear what I have to say, I'm either way saying it to you..." she took in a deep breath, looking for a moment at Dean who was frowning and expecting her announcement "... Dean and I..." she took in another deep breath.

"... are expecting a baby. I'm pregnant" she finished smiling.
Forbidden - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 12
Soooo here comes chapter 12.
Total roller coaster, sorry, but I WARNED YOU! hehe ;)
Anyway hope you like it and just wanted to ask: How does it feel that Forbidden is coming to an end? (There is only one more chapter left)
Forbidden - Teacher!Dean x Student!Reader - Chapter 11

~ Next morning ~

Dean groaned as he was pulled out of his peaceful sleep. He tried to open his eyes but the light that hit his face made his headache worse.

"This is going to be one hell of a hangover" he thought and turned side so that the light from the window would no longer hit his face.

A hell of a hangover for sure.

Considering the amounts of alcohol he had consumed the night before, of course. And, well, it was not his fault. More like Lisa's, but he could not say no. She insisted that they had a few drinks at their place to celebrate their anniversary and Dean could not refuse doing so, after having forgotten to buy a present. Not to mention that he had even forgotten that it was their anniversary. And that had happened just because of you. The only thing in his mind.

Though there was something else in his mind this morning too. What had happened last night. He remembered clearly, despite the huge amount of alcohol he had consumed, Lisa trying to get him to bed with her. He remembered clearly how they both entered their bedroom and then she surprised him by pushing him against the door and kissed him with passion, while in the meantime working with unbuttoning his shirt.  His hands immediately went to her waist, gripping tightly and trying to push her away. However that was kind of hard considering how drunk Dean was and how difficult it was for him to really control his body, and thus gather the strength to push her away.

He remembered her leading him. or more like dragging him. to the bed and that's when realization hit him. He immediately pushed her away, using whatever excuse came to his mind. He knew that he could not do that to you, he loved you. And, then, he remembered Lisa smiling and telling him that it was alright and that she could help. He knew what she meant by 'help', especially with the way that she was touching him when he sat on the bed, but of course he kept saying 'no'; knowing that Lisa would stop and understand. He hoped so, at least, but then-

- then everything seemed blurry, while the room kept spinning, and then the only thing he remembered is darkness. Which is comforting, knowing that he did not do something that he would definitely regret because-

Another groan broke his trail of thoughts. He tensed for a while but then realized that (even if he did not want it) Lisa slept at the same bed with him...

For the time being he added in his mind.

A hand made its way to his bare chest.


She probably had removed his shirt so that he would be more comfortable.

Yeah, that's right. Comfortable.

Dean groaned and turning he tried to remove her hand from where it was. Luckily he succeeded.

She giggled slightly and Dean opened his eyes, only to lock with hers.

"Good-morning handsome" she smiled at him and Dean tried to return it.

"Good-morning" he said back "How did you sleep?" he asked.

"Good. Well, considering the little amount of sleep that I got, of course" she giggled and Dean frowned.

He did not like the sound of that. Not at all.

"What do you mean exactly?" he asked getting up a little bit.

"Well, you know after our 'special' night, I did not get much sleep. I could not stop you either, though" she laughed slightly.

"No. We- we didn't-" Dean's eyes widened.

"Oh yes we did" she leaned in and pecked Dean's lips, who could not move an inch "It was amazing by the way, baby" she finished and got out of the bed.

Dean stood there in his place, too stunned to even move.

No he couldn't, he couldn't have done such a thing. He couldn't...

~*~ Time skip to Sunday morning ~*~

Dean groaned as he got up from the bed, stretching, and tried to get the sleep out of his eyes. He didn't even so bother to look at Lisa's sleeping form as he made his way to his bathroom and did his usual morning routine. Truth being that he wanted to get out of the house as quickly as possible.  

And of course see you.

He hadn't been able to see you at all yesterday no matter how much he wanted to. He wanted to see you and tell you everything that had had happened because he did not want to keep secrets from you. And although he was afraid what your reaction would be, he was willing to risk telling you what happened between him and Lisa wishing that you would understand that he was really drunk and did not even know what he was doing, if he had done anything. Because he was seriously starting to doubt that he had anything, seeing as he remembered nothing.

Walking down the stairs in his clean suit he grabbed his keys and made his way opposite the road where Sam was waiting for him. He looked to his left hoping that he would catch you walking out of your house but no such thing happened. Letting out a defeated sigh he walked towards Sam, who saw the look n his brother's face and asked what was going on.

On the way to the church Dean explained everything that had happened that Friday night to the morning after and how he had not seen you even get out of your house for a second, that day, which really got him worried.

"And why are you worried?" Sam asked his brother as the got closer to the church.

"I don't know man." Dean let out a sigh "I just... I mean it cannot be just a coincidence that she has not gotten out of her house" they both entered the church.

"Or her room for that matter. I asked Kieran and he told me that she has not even been talking" Dean said as both him and Sam walked down the aisle of the almost empty church, apart from the few people seating here and there and...

Dean's eyes fell upon the (h/l) (h/c) curls of the person he wanted to see more than anyone. They walked by you, Dean's eyes never leaving you, and locking with yours once you looked up from your hands. The somewhat sad and hurt look on your face turning into a cold, stoic one.

Dean did not break eye contact even when he and Sam sat at the other side of the aisle, a few rows ahead. He kept looking you in the eyes, frowning, eyes pleading for you to give him a sign that everything was alright. But you didn't and you abruptly turned your head to look down at your hands again. Dean could swear that he felt his heart crack at that moment but swallowing the lump in his throat he turned his head and looked down at his hands. His question now answered.

After a few seconds of staying like that, Dean heard movement behind him and turned his head to see you get up and quickly make your way out of the church. And so Dean immediately followed you, ignoring his brother's questioning looks.

Dean all but ran to catch up with you but luckily managed to do so. He grabbed you by your arm and made you turn to him.

"What?!" you asked feeling angry but above all hurt.

Dean let go of your arm and looked down "Sorry" he mumbled.

You let out a sigh "No. I'm sorry." you said and he looked up at you "Mr. Winchester" you completed and he cringed at the formalities.

Dean hesitated for a while but then got some courage and spoke "You saw us, right?" he said in a low voice.

You straightened up "Yes" you said with no emotion.

Dean run a hand down his face and then looked at you again "Look (y/n) you have to listen to me. I-" he started but you cut him off.

"No, Mr. Winchester. You have to listen to me... It's ok." you said and he looked at you frowning "It's ok that you did what you did. She is your wife. And I am nothing to you. You do not have to apologize for anything. And above all, you do not have to apologize for playing with my feelings" you said and he opened his mouth to speak.

But you put a hand up to stop him and continued "It's not your fault. You just wanted a break from your routine as a married man and nothing more. So what a better way than try your luck with the young girl that lives next door and will surely fall head over heels for you. Some action and suspense, trying not to get caught, hm?" you asked sarcastically "It's ok though. It's not your fault. It's entirely up to me. It's entirely my fault that I allowed myself to fall in love with you. It's entirely my fault that I believed that even in the slightest you would love someone like me, that you would have feelings even in the slightest for me.  It's entirely my fault that I fell for all the things you said. And it's entirely my fault that I believed all those things because I- I wanted them to be true. More than anything I wanted them to be true. But they were nothing but lies. And it's ok... It's ok that you lied and played with me like I was nothing. It's ok..." you ended up saying in a low voice; tears rolling down your cheeks and Dean felt tears well up in his eyes at the sight of you feeling hurt because of him.

"It's ok..." you gave him a sad smile, through the tears and before Dean could say anything you turned and ran away from him.

And at that moment Dean knew what you felt. Heartbroken.


A week later...

And so the rest of the week passed. With him being heartbroken and you not knowing what to feel.

Of course you were heartbroken, hurt and sad. Everything that you believed in, that you wanted so much to believe in, was a lie. But you could not help it either. You could not help still loving him. You could not help still wanting to be with him and you could not help still wishing for it to be a bad dream from which you would wake up soon. Because as much as it hurt you, you still loved him with all your heart. Or more like, with all the broken pieces of your heart.

Letting out a sigh you walked down the almost empty hallway of your school. Finally it was Friday, and you would not have to watch him every day. Him or the hurt look on his face every time you refused to make eye contact, only because you knew that if you looked into those green eyes you would immediately either break down or give in. Whichever came first. Though you found yourself most of the time wishing that he would do something or that at least he felt something when looking into your eyes, because then that would mean that he felt something and-

You shook your head trying to brush the thought off. And so you did every time your hopes got up, most of the times because of the looks he gave you.

"Stop getting your hopes up, (y/n)" you murmured to yourself as you made your way to your locker.

You took some books from there end before you could turn and go away, a voice stopped you "Hey, (y/n)".

You looked to your left to see Sam approaching you in a haste.

You smiled at him and said "Good-morning Sam"

"Good- good morning" he said trying to catch his breath after the running.

"Jogging?" you asked with a giggle and he just shot you a bitch-face.

"No" he said and took a deep breath "I uhm, wanted to talk to you..."

"... about Dean" he completed and your smile vanished.

You cleared your throat and after avoiding eye contact for a while you looked up at him and spoke "Look Sam, I told him that it's ok and  that-" he cut you off.

"I know what you told him (y/n) but I think you should know something else too." he took in a deep breath and explained everything that Dean had told him that morning when they made their way to the church. Including Dean's state these days. How he had started drinking more and talking less, bottling his feelings up and not doing anything but staring out of the window, when he was at home, or at some specific item and shaking his head from time to time, running a hand down his face and mumbling incoherent things.

"And it's worrying me (y/n). Because although I know this is because of what happened between you two, I never thought it would be this bad." Sam explained and you looked down at your feet "So please (y/n). Please. Believe me, it's the truth. Even if something like that happened between him and Lisa, what Dean has told you is true. He loves you, (y/n). More than Lisa, more than anything else. And he cannot live without you, I can see it for myself. Please think about it. I know it's killing you... both, to be apart" he finished with a sympathetic smile and you looked down at your hands. Tears welling up in your eyes, not knowing what to do anymore.

You wanted more than anything to believe what Sam was saying, what Dean had said. But if you did, then who would assure you that it was not a lie. That he was not trying to get you back just so that he would continue his game.

If it was a game. Because as much as you tried to suppress the thought and as much as you wanted it to be true, there it was. The thought of him really being in love with you. The thought of him still wanting you more. The thought of everything he had told you... being true and not just a game.

Because if it wasn't, would Sam not tell you something? Sam was a good friend and you trusted him so what he was telling could not be a lie...

... could it?
Forbidden - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 11
So here comes chapter 11!
My mid-term exams are over (sort of) and I can't wait to start writing more fics. This means that once Forbidden is over, I will post the sequel, then a Demon!Dean x Reader x Castiel, and another Dean x Reader which will consist of several parts. Oh and a cute-funny-dirty-sort-of fic with Jensen Ackles x Reader. Yep I got job to do!
Hehe anyway, hope you like this one! xx'
Forbidden - Teacher!Dean x Student!Reader - Chapter 10

"Hey Ric, do you happen to know where my dear husband is?"

"Uhm, yes, in his office right there, Lisa"

"Thank you very much, Ric"

The voice replied and it took a few seconds to realize what was happening. Your eyes widened in a realization and tried to push Dean, who obviously had not realized a thing because he kept kissing you, away.

Dean looked at you frowning "What..." he said breathlessly but you did not respond.

You just licked your lips and suddenly turned to look at the door, a shadow was visible that it was approaching, footsteps echoing and coming closer. And just in a split second the door opened and you immediately grabbed your books from his desk, getting a little bit away from him, and Lisa walked in.

Dean immediately straightened up and cleared his throat.

"Hey" he said his voice still raspy so he cleared his throat again, giving you a glance which you returned.

"Hello Mrs Winchester" you looked at Lisa, giving her a polite smile.

"Oh come on (y/n) I've told you to call me Lisa" she chuckled slightly "Anyway, hello to you too" she approached Dean.

"And hello to you. Missed me?" she smirked at him and before Dean could respond she leaned up and kissed him.

Dean stood awkwardly still, eyes wide open and he glanced at you, who were looking down at your feet. So Dean brought his hands up and pushed Lisa away. She looked at him quizzically but brushed the thought off.

"Hey, uhm, when did you return?" he asked.

"Jut an hour ago. Didn't you miss me?" she fake-pouted.

"I uh I-" he hesitated and glanced at you behind her.

You gave him a small, soft smile which he slightly returned and then he looked at Lisa "Yeah, yeah" he kept the smile.

"Well I'm glad then" she leaned up to kiss him again but he stopped her, giving you a glance and only then did she remember that you were still there.

"Oh heh sorry (y/n)" she laughed a little bit.

"No it's ok" you smiled, although this time you did not mean it even in the least bit "I'll just go. Thank you for helping me with my paper Mr. Winchester" you gave Dean a smile, trying to seem believable, and then turned to leave, not so much glancing at him when you opened the door to walk out of the room. All the while Dean looked at you feeling sorry for what you had to see and for not stopping Lisa. Mixed feelings washing over him, not sure if after Lisa's return and that scene you would want to continue what you had started a few minutes ago.

But you did. Fact that he realized just a few hours later.


Dean sat alone at the big couch on his living room, thinking of what he could do to find out if you still wanted to be with him or not. Lisa was not at home at the moment, she had gone at a friend of hers' house, visiting after all the time she's been away. So luckily Dean had some time alone to think about what he should do. He was happy that she was not there and after a long time he felt better when she was not with him than when she was. Because when she was Dean felt as if he could not breath. As if she was suppressing him and did not let him feel himself. The exact opposite from the way he felt with you.

You. That was the only thing he was thinking about. Did you still want to be with him after Lisa's return? Would you risk it? Did you love him so much as to endanger everything?

Love him...

The mere memory of you telling him you felt the same way, that you loved him, brought a smile upon his lips. The lips that you had kissed with your own initiative.

He smiled fondly at remembering the kiss you shared and then the doorbell rang.

"Again forgetting the keys..." he mumbled, thinking that Lisa had forgotten her keys, letting out a sigh because she was back.

He opened the door but what he saw surprised him "(Y/n)?" he asked.

You gave him a small smile and mumbled "Hey"

"What, uh, what do you-" he stuttered and you moved the pie you were holding higher.

"Brought some pie. Dad and I decided to do some baking and, yeah, knowing my love for pie he suggested we made some. And I brought some of it, knowing that you like it, so..." you trailed off, looking down at the pie in your hands; shrugging.

"Oh uh, thank you. Thank you" he smiled slightly and extended his hands to take the pie. Your hands brushing, making you look up at him for a while.

He cleared his throat and took the pie, motioning for you to come in. You did so, and closed the door behind you; standing there and fidgeting with your hands as you waited for him to return from the kitchen. You heard footsteps and looked up to see him coming closer, holding a key.

"Uhm this belongs to your father, I'd bring it over later but since you came... yeah" he trailed off and you nodded. You took the key but he held your hand and you looked up at him.

You frowned and he spoke "What happened earlier, at school, what you said; do you-" he started but you cut him off.

"Yes. Yes I meant it." you said and he looked at you "And I still want to be with you. No matter what" you smiled softly and brought a hand to cup his cheek.

"Even-" he started and you cut him off again.

"Even if Lisa is back" you smiled "That does not change my feelings for you" and at hearing that he smiled too.

You leaned up and kissed him, him kissing back immediately.

So that's how it began...

Dean's and yours love story. Your forbidden love story.


The weekend passed by rather slowly and you could not wait for Monday to come because that would mean seeing him. Not that during the weekend you would not see him, you would. When you both were at your bedrooms you would stand by the window and just look at each other, though those moments were soon interrupted by Lisa coming in and you going away from the window, to the wall next to it, so that she wouldn't see you. And sometimes you would share messages. But none of them compared to actually being with him. In his arms.

So when Monday came you could not be more happy. The week was amazing. You found more than once the opportunity to skip some of your classes to go to his office and stay with him. Some times he would come and ask for the permission, from the teacher you were having a lesson with, claiming that he had to talk to you about your papers or something like that. Other times you would say that you were not feeling well and that you wanted to go to the nurse, only to go to him. You hated lying, even to your teachers, but luckily you did not need to as most of the times you asked for the permission to go to the nurse from Sam, who of course knew everything, so he allowed you to leave.

And then there were moments during his lesson when he would look at you for more time that he should, unable to break your gaze, and you did not dare to look away from him; a small smile on your lips every time. Sometimes when he handed you anything his hands would intentionally brush with yours, lingering for a while more and you would bite your lip, trying to contain yourself from locking your fingers with his or at least running your thumb on his hand. And there were times when he would slip you small, loving letters along with your essays and any other papers or when he would just happen to walk by towards another student. His hands behind his back, giving it to you secretly so that nobody would see. And he managed that. But you could not manage hiding the big smile or blush that crept up your cheeks when you read the small notes.

You look so beautiful today one of them said.

How come that you look so radiant even in your casual clothes? one more said.

Damn, stop smiling the way you do or else I won't be able to keep myself from shouting that I love you!  another said.

God, I could stare into those eyes forever. one had written.

Don't look at me that way, I lose my focus! yet another said.

You have no idea how much I want to hold you right now. another one said.

I love you baby girl. I really really love you the latest one had written on it.

And then it was after the class had ended when you would stay in the classroom with him to talk a little bit, share a kiss or hug him; you really wanted to feel him close to you. You did that as often as possible, trying to use even those few minutes together. Caroline usually waiting outside the door; checking if somebody was coming or if it was time for you to go. You were really grateful to her for her help. She really was a good friend and you could not be more happy to have met her. Not only because she was helping you now but because of her you had made the right decision. And it was. No matter how many people would disapprove or how many people you would hurt. Though you preferred not to think about it, because it made you feel guilty and bad as well just at the thought of what your father would say or think of you.

So you just decided to brush the thought off, no matter how hard that was, and tried to enjoy your moments with Dean. Moments  like the two of you making your way back from school together, sometimes even linking hands and locking fingers when you were sure that nobody was around or looking. Talking about random things or just walking in silence because even that  felt comfortable with him. Your eyes locking sometimes when both of you turned to look at each other, which happened a lot, soft smiles breaking on both your faces and him leaning down to give your a small peck on the lips (again when nobody was around), you leaning to his side some times; resting your head on his shoulder.

Yes, those moments were the best. Those and when you visited him, whether it was to give him an essay you had forgotten on purpose or something that your father wanted you to give him, whether it was some sort of key for the church (Dean kept it for safety purposes)  or some kind of tool for the garden that your father had borrowed. All those times you found the opportunity to stay for a little while, in his embrace hugging and cuddling on the couch, kissing and just gazing into each others eyes. Something that you certainly did not expect from Dean Winchester. No matter how tough he seemed most of the time, even with you, there were moments when he would just want to be a soft-y. And all those happened when Lisa was not home.


You were feeling bad about her, but each time Dean noticed that you were thinking and not talking much, knowing what was going through your mind, he tried to reassure you. To make you feel better. To assure you that it was not your fault that he was cheating on her, that even if he had not realized that he had feelings for you he would end his marriage sooner or later. Because, and he was 100% sure about that, he and Lisa had no future together. He could not imagine himself spending the rest of his life with her anymore and he could not imagine himself happy with her. Not anymore. No. Because he could see it clearly now, the way he imagined himself happy was with you.


You let out a sigh as you finished your homework. Shutting your book you rubbed your eyes and got up from your chair; stretching.

You looked at the clock to see that it was already midnight. Luckily it was Friday and you had no school the following day so you could sleep through most of the day if you wanted to.

Now, you would not have to stay up until this time of the night to do your homework but you could not have said no to the opportunity offered to your earlier the day. You father wanted you to give Dean some from the pie you had both made and you could not say no, knowing that Lisa was still away visiting some other friends of hers that she had not seen in a while. So you ended up spending a little more time with him also because of the fact that your father was not at home but had gone at the church. It's been almost two weeks and a half since you both started seeing each other and, just like him, you could not get enough of each other. And so here you were, just having finished your homework at 12 o' clock at night.

You sighed heavily and turned to look out of the open window, hoping that you would see him before going to bed. But unfortunately, although you waited, he did not come into his bedroom.

Sighing you went to your bathroom to have a shower. You took your time and tried to relax and once finishing it, you changed in your pjs and exited the bathroom, making your way to your bed, really in need of sleep. The towel  was over your head, you bending and drying your hair. Once there were almost no droplets falling and your hair felt less wet and more dry, you removed the towel and straightened, looking up and right ahead. Outside your open window.

But you soon wished you hadn't done so.

Your eyes widened and the towel dropped from your hands. You felt tears well up in your eyes but you tried to keep them from rolling. No, it couldn't be true. You could not believe it.

There in Dean's room was Dean pressed against the closed door by Lisa, both kissing roughly. Her hands on his shirt unbuttoning it and removing it as fast as she could, while Dean's hands were on her waist, gripping tightly as it seemed. They both moved away from the door, never stopping the kissing, and made their way towards where the bed was and-

You could not take it anymore. You quickly made your way to your window, tears now rolling down your cheeks, and shut it with a loud thud, closing the curtains afterwards. You then fell to your bed where you laid, sobs shaking your whole body, tears rolling down your cheeks, clenching the wet-from-the-tears pillow, curled up in a ball.

And you wished, with all your heart, for it to be over. For the pain to be over. For all of it to be just a dream. A nightmare from which you would soon wake up and then go to Dean to hear him tell you how much he loves you and that you are his one and only. Things that he has told you many times before but... he obviously meant none of them. Because obviously you were nothing but a break from his routine as a husband. Everything he told you was obviously a lie. Everything you believed in was a 'dream'...

... but what you saw was not a dream. It was not a nightmare...

... it was real.
Forbidden - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 10
So, yeah, here comes chapter 10! 
I would upload it tomorrow but I luckily found some free time between studying and doing homework and I said why not.
Not much to say, apart from the fact that I warned ya! EMOTIONAL ROLLER COASTER! And I am enjoying the ride... I don't think that you guys do though... hehe SORRY! 
Anyway hope you like it and excuse me now because I'm going to curl up under a blanket, sick day! Or more like sick week, heh, anyway enjoy! ♥
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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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5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!
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