Aw, No - Sam X F!Reader X BestFriend!Dean

Aw, No - Sam x F!Reader x BestFriend!Dean

Summary: You and the boys have separate hunts and end up meeting at the cabin in the woods at the end of them. Once you’re through the door, you see Sam dead

Dean’s POV I dump Sam’s body on the dinner’s table in the kitchen of the cabin. I glance down to my crimson-coloured hands shaking. “Aw, no.” Tears sting my eyes from seeing blood stain his shirt from the area of his heart and some of his intestines hanging out a bit from his stomach.

I peel off my jacket to throw it onto the ground.

I take a chair to sit down in. I lean my right elbow against the armrest, covering my mouth to muffle my sobs. I cover my face with my elbows on my knees. “What am I going to tell her, Sammy?”

On cue, (Y/N)’s car pulls up to the cabin. The engine cuts off with a door closing. I run to the door once it opened to try and block her view.

“Hey. You okay?” She notices the tears down my cheeks with my eyes most likely red. “I-I tried to.” My voice cracks a bit, which makes her have a confused expression.

(Y/N) pushes me to the side a bit to see her boyfriend on the table motionless and breathless. “Sam?” Her eyebrows are furrowed. Her eyes shift to the wounds on him. “No!” She tries to run to him, but I wrap my arms around her from doing so.

“Sam!” She tries to wiggle out from my grip with tears flowing down her cheeks. “Sammy.” She gives up and squishes her cheek against my bicep, her arms around my middle, her hands clutching my flannel.

“I’ve tried to bring him back. They won’t let me. They said his time was up.” I rest my cheek on top of her head. “None of us can’t bring him back.” (Y/N) says nothing.

After a few minutes, (Y/N) had grown tired and fallen asleep in my arms. Picking her up with her legs around my hips and her arms slumped on my shoulders, I walk to one of the two rooms.

Placing her on the bed and putting the blankets over her body, I press a kiss to her temple before walking out of the room and closing the door.

My heart races as Cas is there once I turn around. “Cas. Warning would’ve been nice.”

“I’m sorry about Sam.” He gives me a soft look. I mumble a ‘Thanks’ before walking past him. I hear his footsteps behind me, so I know he’s still behind me. “(Y/N) is pregnant.” I stop to look at him. “Does she know?” A nod is given.

“She was going to tell Sam when she came back, but now she can’t.”

~Two Years Later~

Opening the door to the bunker, I immediately smell pie. Walking down the stairs and to the kitchen, I dump my duffel bag next to the door to see (Y/N) in a pair of shorts and in one of my flannels.

I give her a fright from wrapping my arms around her middle and my chin on her shoulder. “Hey, sweetheart.” She greets back. “You gotta wait for the pie to cool down, so we don’t want a repeat of last time.”

“Last time, that pie looked really good.”

“All the pies look really good.” She turns around to lean back onto the counter. “Where’s that little girl?” I glance around the kitchen. “Sammy, he’s home!”

Once those words are out, squeals come down from the hall. (Y/N) and I move out into it to see a little person run towards us. I crouch down with my arms extended out.

The little girl runs into my arms with a smile on her face. Standing back up, I have Sam’s little head on my shoulder. “Hi, baby.”

“Dada, Dada.” When Sam started to talk, she started calling me that. It was hard to tell her to not call me that, but she saw no one else as her father figure.

She moves her head off my shoulder to squish my cheeks together in her small, chubby hands. She puffs up her cheeks to blow out a raspberry. I lean forward to peck her lips, making her smile and giggle.

Sam takes notice of (Y/N) and extends her little arms to her mother. (Y/N) takes the little girl into her arms before walking back into the kitchen. (Y/N) bends down a bit to look in the fridge to bring out a pie after opening it.

Closing the door, the pie is placed next to the warmed one. “You made another one?” I question. “With Sam’s help.” Taking the small girl back, she starts to pat my cheeks.

Shifting her onto my hip, (Y/N) sets two bowls and a small one all filled with pie. “Cherry?”

“Pie.” Sam blurts out. (Y/N) and I laugh as her and I sit down at the table with the small bowl in front of me.

Sam ignores the small spoon of pie in my hand in front of her and puts both her hands into the pie. Taking her hands back out with her fists being filled with pie, she smashes her palms against my cheeks, making me close my eyes. “Pie.” (Y/N) laughs at what just happened.

With pieces of pie falling onto my lap, I open my eyes and licking my lips. “Aw, no. Not again.”

Bee - Baby!Cas x M!Reader

Summary: The boys come back from their hunt with a baby Cas

Your POV “Oh, Chuck, help me.” Leaning in my seat from the books and laptop in front of me, I look at the brothers, Dean holding a baby. “He’s your boyfriend.” His hands go under the baby’s armpits to hold him out to me. “Come here, Bee.” Cas’ bottom lip quivers as his small hands are doing a grabby motion.

Taking him from Dean, Cas’ small feet stand on my thighs, my hands around his middle. “Oi.” I tilt my head to look at the brothers leaving the library. “When the both of you are done, go to the store and get some baby shit for him.” Dean groans with Sam smiling softly before they both leave.

Cas whimpers a bit, making me look back at him. “What do you want, Bee?” He waddles a bit until his feet stop with his toes touching my torso. His head leans against my shoulder, his face mushed against my neck. A few minutes pass to have his body relax against mine.

“Okay, what do we ge-?” Dean groans a bit from when I throw a book at him. I grab a pad with things written down to give to Sam. “When we were three hours out, Dean stopped outside the liquor store, Cas saw a teddy bee in the window of a toy store and he wouldn’t stop whining until he got it.” Sam places the bee on the table.

“Thanks, Sam.”

~An hour later with bubba Cas awake~

Cas waddles to the map room where the brothers are walking down the stairs. Quickly I grab his hands, his fingers wrapping around some of mine, so he could walk down the few steps.

I pick him up to settle him on the table. He takes his stuffed bee from in front of him and press it to his chest, mushing his face against the top of it.

Sitting at the table, I take his body to sit him on my legs, his back against my stomach and chest. “Food, clothes, diapers. And got us big people some food.” They got the things out of the bags. 

Eating the fries in front of me, Cas tries to take some out of my hand. “No, Cas. You have your own food.” A pout is on his face. “Here.” Giving him a fry, he wraps a chubby hand around it and tilting his head, his eyebrows furrowed.

“How much longer till he’s back to normal?” The brothers shrug. “Where’d you find that onesie?” Sam nods as the blue onesie with small clouds on it. “Found it in one of the boxes in the basement.” I shrug.

After eating, I leave the boys to put the baby stuff away. Cas is gurgling and cooing at me as I’m walking to our shared room.

His blue eyes watch me after placing him on the bed as I strip off my flannel, boots, shirt and jeans, leaving myself in my underwear.

Going under the blankets and lying my head on the pillow, Cas crawls up to go under the covers. I feel his small body snuggle up to mine, his head upon my chest. “Night, Cas.”

Slowly opening my eyes, I look at the alarm clock on the side table next to me to see that it’s 08:37 in the morning. I groan as something in the room had woken me up.

Something was moving around in the bed. Turning around in it, I see Cas is not a baby anymore, now back to being a human. Angel. Thing. He’s back to being big again is all I’m saying.

Cas tiredly opens his eyes to see me having a big smile on my face. “Hi, Bee.” Groaning, he wraps his arms around me to bring my body against his, his face against my neck. I wrap my arms around his shoulders in return.

With the bedroom door opening, Cas has his body rolled onto mine. He still has his face against my neck. “Whoa, Cas!” Dean exclaims. Looking at him over Cas’ shoulder, he has his hand covering his eyes. “I see you’re back to normal, dude. Good to have you back.”

I chuckle at Dean and leaning my head against Cas’ shoulder. “But you should probably put something on to cover up.”

“You should get out, Dean, ‘cause today’s our day off.” Cas tells him. “Alright.” The door closes.

Cas slumps his body on top of mine. “He should’ve knocked. He got a look at your ass, oi.” Him groaning tiredly makes me chuckle. I drag the blanket over his body and resting my hands on his lower back once done. “Love you, (Y/N).”

“Love you, too, Bee.”

Take It For The Win - BSM Dean x Winchester!F!Reader

Summary: You take a pole through your chest for Dean as you two fight through a dozen or so of demons. One has a pole somehow and that’s when you take it for your big brother who didn’t see it coming

Dean’s POV (Y/N) and I keep the end of our guns at the person in front of us. “D-Demon? What demon?” The guy has his arms in front of him. “You, you fucker.” (Y/N) grips her gun more.

The guy relaxes his arms by his side, his shoulders relaxed. His eyes flash black before going back to its original colour. "You got me. Thought you would figure it out, not the little one." He says to me.

(Y/N) turns around from a noise coming from behind us. She shuffles, so I can feel her back lean against mine. “At lease a dozen. We should take it for the win. Like a couple days ago.”

Turning my head to the side, I see she has a cocky smile on her face. “I’m so glad I brought you instead of Sam to paintball.” I smile back at her before glaring back at the demon.

He does a small motion, causing the dozen to charge towards us.

After what seems to be a quick few minutes, 20 minutes later, (Y/N) and I are covered in blood and surrounded by the dozen. “Where’d he go?” I look at her turning around to find the guy we were after.

When she faces me, she runs to be at the back of me. My body turns as she had gripped my biceps, her body face me.

Glancing down, a pole is through her chest, the end that came through is now dripping with a thick crimson-coloured liquid dripping onto the ground.

Taking the pole out, I swerve around her to pierce it through the guy’s chest and shooting him in the head. Letting go of the metal, I let his body fall to the ground to have blood come out from the back of the wounds.

Going back to my sister, I help her to sit on the ground, her back against my chest. I put my hands on her chest, knowing that it won’t do shit. 

(Y/N) leans the back of her head on my shoulder. One of her hands grabs one of mine to intertwine them together and resting on her stomach. Looking at her pale face, she gives me the look of ‘I love you’. “I love you, too, baby sister.”

Leaning my head on top of hers, some tears escape. Feeling her hand go limp in mine, I sob out. “Come on. You said we were gonna beat Sammy in paintball.”

Moving her to have her side lean against my chest and stomach, I see her (e/c) eyes drained to a lighter colour. “You really did take it for the win.” I look down my hand holding hers to see the prize she one on my wrist. “Out of all the things there were, you could’ve chosen anything, yet, you chose a bracelet. You’re so dumb.” I chuckle sadly through the tears. “I guess you did take it for the win.”

“Come out, come out, wherever you are.” I sing out with a smile on my face. Hearing absolutely nothing, I get suspicious (Y/N) left me out here on my own.

Pain goes into the middle of my back, making me move my hand closet to it. “Ah, fuck.” Turning around, (Y/N) has a big smile on her fave. “Baby Winchester takes it for the win.” She says a funny way whilst moving her shoulders and rotating her arms a bit.

“Yeah, you did, kiddo.”

Quickly, I raise my gun out to try and shoot her. But only to feel the same pain from my back to my shoulder. “Oh, you motherfucker.”

(Y/N) gasps whilst raising her free hand to cover her mouth. “You talk to those chicks with that mouth?” She places her hand on her chest as she bows a bit.

Walking to her, I bow down to wrap my free arm around the back of her thighs and slumping her over my shoulder as I stand back up. She starts to slap my back.

I thank the man at the counter as I return the guns.

Once out of the building, I start hard hits on my ass. “Stop hitting my ass.” I take the keys out to Baby out of my pocket once I neared her. “Well, I can’t ‘cause I can’t reach your dumbass head.”

Putting her on the passenger side of Baby, I get the back of my head whacked. “Better?” She nods, “Better.”

When the both of us get into the car and myself starting the engine before driving, I ask, “What would you like for your prize?” The word ‘bracelet’ becomes my answer. I question her why.

“Kids would go after teddies or really cool looking hats. Having a bracelet would be a little different.”

Pulling up to the mall, (Y/N) quickly runs in. After a few minutes, she ran back. “Give me your arm.” I raise an eyebrow at her. “Just do it, dumbass.”

“Okay, little shit.” Giving her my arm, she puts the bracelet around my wrist. “Why’d you give it?” I turn my wrist side to side to examine it. It’s simple and black.

“After all the shit you’ve done for me, I thought I’d give you a small prize for the being one of the best brothers who I can call a dumbass. And teaching me to take in the win.”

Part 2

Little Note 2

I think I’m going to have Supernatural as my main fanfic write ups ‘cause I have so many gifs on my desktop and it seems like I’ve been writing about it more than the other fandoms. Requests to the fandoms are still open

Take It For The Win - BSM Dean x Winchester!F!Reader

Part 1

Summary: Dean brings you back like he did for Sam years ago. Bobby takes him out outside to have a rant at him with yourself listening

“I got her.” He mumbles. He walks back into the house.

Dean’s POV

Walking up to Bobby’s place with (Y/N)’s body limp in my arms, Sam and Bobby walk out to greet them both, but only to stop at the bottom step. Sam runs towards me to take our baby sister out of my arms and into his.

Bobby walks up to me with tears stinging our eyes. I told him what happened, some tears roll down my cheeks. “I’m gonna bring her back, Bobby.”

“What do you think will happen when she finds out?”

“I-I don’t know.” One of his hands grips onto my cheek and chin. He slithers that arm around my shoulders and whacking the back of my head. Relaxing that arm to his side, he gives me a sad look.

“She’s my baby sister, Bobby. She’s one of the few best things that has ever happened to me.”

“I get that you have to look after those two, but they need you more than you know.”

~Hours later, so it’s now night~

“Winchester.” Turning around, a man has his arms crossed over his chest. “What do I owe the pleasure?”

“You know what I want.”

“You get a month.”

After making the deal, I drive back to Bobby’s. Getting out, I see (Y/N) storming towards me. “You stupid son of a bitch!” I let her bang her fists against my chest with tears in both our eyes. “You fucking idiot!”

Sam and Bobby are standing on the porch, watching.

Taking (Y/N) into my arms, she leans her forehead against my chest. “How long do you have?” I hear her mumble. Telling her ‘a month’, she gets out of my hold to start hitting me again.

She stops to look at me, her cheeks being covered in her tears, reminding me of when she was younger, she wouldn’t go to sleep without helping Sam and I. “A month, Dean, a fucking month. As soon as I woke up, I knew some shit happened. When I saw that you weren’t in the room, I fucking knew it.”

Walking up to me, she snatches the keys off me and goes to the driver’s seat. When she settles behind the wheel, I try and open it. “(Y/N), unlock the door.”

“No. I’m going to go find that demon and take it for the win.”

I Win - Dean x M!Reader

Summary: Dean comes back to where Sam’s sitting, waving some cash around. You come back with a roll of it from just one game of pool

Dean’s POV Walking back to the table with a big smile on my face, I wave some cash back and forth. Sam shakes his head and taking a sip of his beer. “How much?”

“$200.” I dump it on the table in front of him. “And how much did you lose?” He leans back into his seat. “$50.” He gives me a bitch face. “Double that.” I shrug, taking a gulp of my beer.

Hearing a small thump, Sam and I see a wad of cash being held by a rubber band. Looking up to my boyfriend, he has a soft smile. “I win.”

(Y/N) rests his legs on the table with his beer in hand. “One round of pool. Bet in 50, out came 2000.” A proud smile is on his face. Sam smiles and chuckles, shaking his head and slumping back in his seat.

Slumping in my seat, I feel (Y/N) trace his finger over my pouty lips. Looking at him, he gives me a small smile. “I’ll split half with you.” He says quietly so Sam doesn’t hear.

Pecking my lips, he settles back into his seat. I push my chair back with the back of my legs whilst standing up. Throwing a few notes down, I pick (Y/N) up into my arms.

“Dean! Put me down!” (Y/N) starts to whack my ass. “Let’s go, Sammy!”

“Dean.” (Y/N) whines. “Save that for the room, sweetheart.” I sit him down on the hood of Baby. “Nah. You’re not having sex for two weeks from doing that.” He rests his boots on my thighs to push me away.

“Two weeks?” I rest my hands on top of his thighs. “I’m letting you use those chicks to get off if you need to. Only exception. But if you see the same chick again, we’re taking a break.”

“But two weeks?”

“One week. And you get two pies while you’re at.”

“You’re killing me.”

“Fine. One week of no sex and you still can have your unlimited pies.” Nodding and kissing him, I mumble, “Deal,” against them.