Eating - Jared X F!Reader X Jensen

Eating - Jared x F!Reader x Jensen

This is going to be my first poly writing. Enjoy the cringe like every other thing I’ve written

Summary: You’re in the lounge with both the boys in the kitchen. Jensen sneakily grabs some of your snacks. Jared records the little sneaky before sending it to you

Jared’s POV Scrolling through my phone on YouTube, Jensen is searching for some food in the fridge and pantries. “What are you looking for?” I ask him. “(Y/N)’s secret stash.”

Getting the camera app out, I wait for him to find her food. “Yes!” He dumps a box of Twinkies, chocolate and chips out onto the bench. Recording him, “Jensen’s eating,” He eats a strip of chocolate.

Sending the little video, a ding from the lounge makes me turn my head to the room to see (Y/N) watch it after finishing up on a sentence she’s written on her laptop. “Oh, hell no. Jensen!”

“Yeah?” I turn back to see his eyes widened. (Y/N) climbs off the back of the couch to lean against the door frame of the kitchen with her arms crossed over her chest.

She runs to him to jump and have wrap her legs around his hips and arms around his shoulders, his hands on the bottom of her thighs. “You owe me. And you have to top up my snacks.” She looks at him.

Walking to where I am, he sits her on the counter. She leans her head against his shoulder to look at me. I trace the bags underneath her eyes. “You gotta stop going to bed late, Twinkie.” Groaning in response, she grabs my tracing hand to intertwine our hands together.

Lifting her head to look at her other boyfriend, “You ate my ice cream the other night, so you’re going to go get me some.” She puts her sock-covered feet on his thighs to push him away. “Now?”

“Now. And you’re getting the rest of my snacks, plus Jare’s gay bacon.”

“Gay bacon?”

“Rainbow strips. Go.” He quickly gives her a peck on the lips before grabbing his wallet and keys and going out the door.

Lifting her up, she does the same thing she did to Jensen; her legs around my hips and arms around my shoulders, my hands at the bottom of her thighs. Turning around, I let her grab her snacks.

Sitting on the couch and leaning against the armrest with (Y/N) resting on my lap, I put on her favourite movie. After half an hour of the movie and snacks, (Y/N) had fallen asleep with Jensen just pulling up.

The door opens to show him holding a bag of snacks and in the other hand, a small tower of pizza boxes. “Got us dinner.” Hushing him, he comes into the lounge to see (Y/N) in the state she’s in with crumbs on her face and some on my shirt.

Putting the food down, he walks off and comes back with a blanket in hand, draping it over her body. Grabbing some pillows at the other end of the couch, he places them on the ground to sit near (Y/N)’s snacks.

Him and I watch the rest of the movie until he puts on the Scoobynatural episode, knowing it’ll wake (Y/N) up. “Jens, you know she hates to be waken up.”

“Eh.” Jensen shrugs it off. A few minutes into the episode, (Y/N) wakes up to wake the back of Jensen’s head, making him whine. “Don’t wake me up when I’m really tired, dumbass.” Shifting, she faces the back of the couch as he changes the episode to something else. A smile in on my face with my arms moving to wrap around (Y/N)’s middle. “Told you.”

“Shut up.”

Waken Up - Winchester Brothers x M!Reader

Summary: You research later than the two. Later in the evening, Dean wakes you and Sam up from a nap

Dean looks over to his brother sleeping with his back towards him as he comes into the motel room. He walks over to whack his feet. 

Sam removes his arm from over your waist to glare at his brother. “What?”

“What time did he go to bed last night?”

“He went to bed late." You mumble tiredly. Dean walks over to sit on your side of the bed. “Were you researching again?” He gets a hum in response.

He slithers his hand under the blanket to rest it on your lower back. The warmth of his hand feels nice against your skin.

Sam lays back on his side and buries his nose in your hair. You feel some of his breath going down your back, which sends shivers down your body. “We’re going back to the bunker today, sweetheart. I packed our bags earlier.” The eldest Winchester says softly.

Groaning tiredly and softly, you bury your face in your pillow. “Sam and I can get dressed as you can stay in your PJs. How does that sound?” You nod. “Is my blanket in Baby?”

“Yeah.” The youngest Winchester answers as he gets out of bed and to his bag to get clean clothes, Dean doing the same thing. 

Sam goes to the bathroom to take a quick shower and into the clean clothes.

The brothers zip up their bags after putting their dirty clothes in them. 

Sam takes all three bags out to Baby as Dean carries you, who’s in one of his shorts, one of Sam’s shirts, and a pair of fluff socks. 

Your legs are wrapped around Dean’s waist and your arms around his neck, hands clasped together. Dean’s hands are resting underneath your butt. His head is slightly leaned against your head that’s resting on his shoulder, your nose against his neck.

“What time is it?” You ask, your voice muffled a bit. Dean removes one of his hands to check his watch. Once he has his hand back under your butt, he says, “It’s 9pm. You slept through most of the day.”

“It’s because I’ve been having some shitty sleeps, the hunt yesterday worn me out, and I went to sleep at 6 in the morning from researching all night.”

Once at the car, your favourite blanket is folded neatly in the back seat. Dean settles you in next to it.

You start to unfold the blanket and pause for a short second as Dean pressed a kiss to your temple. He squats down and rests his hands next to your outer thigh to keep his balance. “Do you want one of us to stay in the back with you?” Shaking your head, you look at him after placing the blanket over your legs.

“Okay.” He pecks your lips whilst standing and walking to the front seat. Sam took his spot and does the same thing, making the kiss a bit longer. He closes the door and goes to his seat next to his brother.

With Baby back on the road and some minutes later of silence, you ask, “Can we do a lazy, movie, cuddle day tomorrow?”

Cas! - Cas x Winchester!Child!F!Reader

I’m gonna have Sam and Dean be 19 and 23 (Sam 19, Dean 23) with them finding the bunker earlier and meeting Cas earlier too

Summary: When Cas pops in to see how you and the brothers are, you become really happy to see him

Age: 2-3 Cas’ POV I give the brothers a jolt in their seats as I fly into the library. “A little warning would have been nice, Cas.” Dean tells me. “We’ve told you this many times.”

“I apologize. I just want to see how all of you are doing.”

Turning around from a noise, I notice it’s happy squeals I have grown fond of it. A small figure runs in a waddle sort of way. “Cas!” I smile. The youngest Winchester, (Y/N), wraps her arms around my leg. I pick her up and rest her on my hip.

(Y/N) is half of Winchester blood because John had knocked up a woman and she left (Y/N) to John because she could not take care of a baby. John then left his daughter with her brothers before leaving with an explanation.

(Y/N) giggles as she leans her head on my shoulder. “Hi, Bee.” Perking her head up, she gives me a smile. She gives me a small kiss on my cheek before I do the same to her.

Sitting down on a seat at the table the brothers’ are at, (Y/N) starts to play with my tie as I talk to Sam and Dean.

After an hour, (Y/N) says, “Pie.” Her stomach makes noise after she said the word. Dean’s stomach does the same thing. “Yeah, I think it’s pie time.” Getting up, he grabs (Y/N) from my lap and onto his shoulders as he walks to the kitchen.

“She likes you, Cas.” Sam breaks me out from my gaze on the two. “She’s hardly like that with others. And she doesn’t like it when we get someone else looking after her when we’re on hunts.”

“I have grown fond of her, too.”

Hearing (Y/N) saying, “Sammy, salad,” grabs our attention to Dean and (Y/N) coming back with Dean holding two plates of pie and (Y/N) holding a bowl of salad.

Dean bows down a bit to let (Y/N) give Sam the salad and receiving a kiss on the cheek. When the pie is settle on the table, Dean gets (Y/N) down from his shoulders to settle back into my lap.

After (Y/N) eats her pie, she turns around to bury her small body in my trench coat. Wrapping it more around her, I wrap my arms around her and to feel her body relaxing.

Glancing down, her head is on my chest. A small smirk forms on my face.

Hearing cameras go off, I glance to Dean and Sam throwing their phones on the table to go back to their books and laptops. Leaning my chin on the young Winchester’s head, I help the older ones with one arm still holding (Y/N). “Sweet dreams.” I kiss the top of her head before going back to researching.

Eat Me - Dean x F!Reader

Summary: You and Dean keep surrounded and captured by vamps. You and him are tired, so Dean tries to speed things up a bit by making a comment. but gets told off

Dean’s POV Struggling against the ropes and stopping from trying for a while, I feel (Y/N)’s lean her head against mine. “It’s just a few, you say. It’ll be quick, you say. When were you going to say that we were going to get fucking captured?!” Turning my head, I see her giving me a glare.

Turning away from her, a vamp is in front of me. “I’m thinking of taking this slow like the beating the shit out of you two first, then it’s going to be the time to feast.” A grin is on his face.

“Oh, eat me.”

“We’re planning to.” Before he leaves, he licks the side of my face where some wounds are. When he leaves, I groan whilst wiping the wetness off onto my shoulder.

“Dean?”

“Hm?”

“You can’t say shit like that to any sort of supernatural creature.” (Y/N) walks in front of me. “How?” Looking back at her chair, the ropes that were around her ankles and wrists are on the ground.

Feeling something go back and forth on my wrist grabs my attention back onto my girlfriend. “Oh, you sneaky fuck.” Once I’m out of the ropes and chair, I put my hands on her hips and bring her in to mold into my body.

She squeals in surprise from it with my lips on hers. “Okay, lover boy.” Her hands push my shoulders back. “Let’s get our asses out of here before any of that ‘cause I’m not going to die whilst doing that with you.”

Getting our machetes and killing the nest, we walk back to Baby with blood scattered on our clothes and showing skin.

When we’re on the road back to the motel, “I dibs the shower first.” (Y/N) says. “What? No!” I shake my head. “Oh, eat me.” She repeats my words. “You know I will.”

“Then you should know that I’ll eat the pie or kill you.”

“You shower first.”

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.”

Lucifer getting a wing Bonner bc of y/n

Here goes nothing. I’m gonna go with a male y/n this time cos I feel like there’s hardly any Lucifer x males y/n

Wing Ruffles

“I’m going to go to the store to get some snacks, so I’ll be back soon.” (Y/N) rests his hand on Lucifer’s left shoulder and kiss his right cheek.

3RD POV

It’s somehow the simple touches and kisses that gets Satan’s wings riled up. The feathers would fluff up, making his boyfriend smile.

When (Y/N) walks to the front door of their shared cabin in the woods, he makes sure he has his keys, wallet and phone, along with his gun being hidden. He hears the feathers of his partner’s wings ruffle. 

“Don’t cause too much trouble, hun, or a mess. If you do make a mess, make sure you clean it up.” (Y/N) smirks before closing the door behind him. Lucifer groans in response, knowing (Y/N) didn’t hear him. 

“Make sure you clean it up, I’m not a child.”

~Probably like an hour later or something~

Pushing the door open with his boot, (Y/N) stops after taking two steps into the cabin. “Chuck, help me.” He glances up at the ceiling before continuing to walk further into the cabin.

Feathers are scattered in some places; on the couch, lounge floor, some leading down the hallway, and a few somehow on the counter. “Lucifer!” (Y/N) places the bags and his few objects on the counter.

Arms wrap around his middle with a head tucked away in his neck. (Y/N) raises a hand to rest itself in the strands of his demon boyfriend. “Is it the small touches and shit?” He feels a shy nod against his body. “They riled up now?” Another nod.

Turning around in the arms, (Y/N) rests his hands in the middle of the wings. He puts pressure with his index and ring fingers, watching the wings rise up a bit more.

The wings then wrap around him, making him like a caterpillar in a cocoon. “I didn’t clean it up.” Lucifer mumbles. “You usually don’t ‘cause sometimes your wings hurt from the shredding, the feathers are tangled together or this is like a boner you can’t get rid of.”

In return, a groan escapes from the Devil. “I am going to call it that from now on.” (Y/N) chuckles. “Okay.” Pushing Lucifer away from him a bit, “This is most likely not helping because I’ve been noticing with the small touches and kisses, this happens.”

He walks off to find the vacuum. Lucifer stomps his feet and waves his arms around like a kid having a tantrum. “Help me!”

“No!”