Waken Up -Winchester Brothers X M!Reader

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?”

You Look Crazy - Dean x M!Reader

I just want to say that this episode (Dog Dean Afternoon, 9x05) is one of my favourite episodes

Summary: You think that Dean now talking to animals is funny, which makes you make fun of him with the Colonel laughing and agreeing with you

Dean’s POV Hearing the Impala’s door close, I run to the window and open the curtains to see (Y/N) walking to the motel door. Once it’s open, I immediately run to him and wrap my arms around his middle and my head on his shoulder.

“Oof. Dean, at least let me put the bags down.” I back up a bit to let him walk to the table with my arms wrapped around him. He put the bags on the table where there’s room left over as Sam is researching.

Perking his head up, (Y/N) puts his hands on top of him from my arms wrapped around his waist. “Dean.” I hum in response. “You’re a damn puppy.” A small whine escapes from me.

“Dude, he’s right.” Sam agrees with my boyfriend. “You’re worse than I am.” The Colonel looks at me. “Even the Colonel is doing better than you.” (Y/N) unwraps my arms from him. “Told ya.” The Colonel chuckles.

Hearing a van pull up outside, the Colonel and I run to the window and start to yell at the mailman. “You! You!” I tap the window multiple times to get a confused look from the mailman.

“Dean! Colonel!” Colonel walks over to (Y/N) as I stay at the window.

Feeling something pull my collar, I start to walk backwards. My body bounces as I’m seated on (Y/N)’s and I’s shared bed. As I’m about to go back to the window, “Sit, stay and shut up! You look crazy.” (Y/N) says in a stern voice. I do as I’m told.

“The Dean Winchester gets told what to do for once.” Sam comments with a smile on his face. A growl becomes his answer. “Dean!” I bow my head from my boyfriend and brother. “You’re getting your ass told, Hoss.” Colonel says before walking over to the two.

~Some hours later of more researching and telling Dean off, it is now night~

Rummaging through the plastic bag on the bed next to me, I find a chocolate bar. Opening it and breaking a piece off to put it in my mouth, “I wouldn’t do that if I was you.” Colonel sits in front of me.

“Dean, you do realize you’re pretty much a dog and chocolate kills them?” Sam looks at me from his laptop. Opening my mouth and pushing the chocolate out of my mouth with my tongue, the three groan in disgust.

“Give my chocolate here.” I pass it to (Y/N) as he grabs the bag and puts it on the bench next to the sink. “Now I see who wears the pants in the relationship.” I glare at the German Shepherd.

“What’d he say now?”

“What do you mean?” I look at (Y/N). He walks over to poke my cheeks. “The Colonel made a comment about us.” I mumble. He shakes his head a bit for me to carry on. “Who wears the pants in the relationship.”

“Oh, yeah.” He nods with a smile. “He’s not wrong.” He pats both my cheeks as he and Sam both laugh.

Groaning in annoyance, I fall back onto the bed with the dog hopping up and resting next to me. “He was right. You looked crazy.” Tilting my head, I look back down at him. “You were doing it too.”

“That’s normal ‘cause I’m a dog and it’s not normal for you ‘cause you’re a human.” Humming in response, Sam goes off to the bathroom to get ready for bed as (Y/N) changes his clothes to a pair of shorts and a black shirt.

Before I could say anything, (Y/N) kneels next to the Colonel and pokes my side, meaning for me to move over. Doing so, Colonel moves next to me with (Y/N) settling underneath the covers where the dog was. “It’s late, I’m tired and I want to get my hours.”

Stripping into comfortable clothes too, I settle underneath the covers too. (Y/N) leans his head against my shoulder with his arm slumped against my stomach and mine underneath his neck and resting my hand on his side. “Good thing I fucking love you, Winchester.” He mumbles.

“Love you, too, sweetheart.” With the Colonel whining at (Y/N), “Love you, too, dog.”

The Demon That Can Feel Love From One Conversation - Demon!Dean x F!Reader

This is requested from my wonderful friend @dimelozabdi​. Thank you for the request 

Summary: Demon Dean is sitting in the dungeon and see you sneak in. You have an emotional conversation about loving each other that kinda breaks him out of it

Once you know that Sam and Cas are out of the bunker to go and do some things, you go down to the dungeon to talk to your boyfriend who is now a demon, one of the many things you hunt.

Opening the door, Dean perks his head up. His black eyes show. A smile is on his face once he sees that it’s you instead of his brother or their angel friend. The darkness fades away, letting his beautiful green eyes come out. “Hey, sweetheart.”

“Hi, Dean.” You breathe out, your shoulders relax. “It’s been days since I’ve seen you. Where have you been? I’ve been missing you, baby.” He shifted in his seat to have his ass touching the back rest.

“I’ve missed you, too.” He tilts his head a bit and has his smile turned into a small frown. “Then why haven’t you come to see me?”

“I don’t know, but I know that I wouldn’t be talking to my Dean.” You walk towards him to have your hands gripped onto his forearms, your face neared his. “That is why you are going to let us turn you back.”

Dean acts like he’s thinking. After a few seconds pass, he shakes his head, “Nah.” His head snaps to the right from you doing a right hook.

You take a few steps back. You watch the small cut you caused on his cheek to heal up.

“You are so dumb by getting that Mark of Cain, and so stupid for doing other things. You went off to fuck those chicks from the bars and diners, knowing little of my feelings for you. You’d do anything for Sam, Cas and I. Fuck, you would die for us and you have.

You think and believe that you’re not worthy to live or to be loved. People have loved you, Dean, and they’ve died for you, so you can live for them, so you can live your life, knowing the people who loved you have died for you and the people who are still alive and loving you now,” you pause to catch your breath, “they would die for you. Fuck me, I would die for you and I have. I’ll do it again over and over.

I don’t care if you shout, yell, scream, or even hit me to not die for you. You are the love of my life and the big brother to Sam and the luckiest friend to Cas. 

You have been there for me in my ups and downs and when shark week comes along. You give the best hugs, cuddles and kisses. And damn, the best sex every time.

I am so fucking in love with you, Dean Winchester.” Your head is tilted to the side a bit, a soft smile on your face and tears stinging your eyes. “But that doesn’t matter right now, does it?”

Dean is quiet, so are you. You walk back to him to give him a sweet kiss. He returns it.

Air. Break for air. You did as you thought of. Dean leans his head forward to lean his forehead against yours.

In the corners of your eyes, you see him make a grabbing motion with his hands. You sit on his lap and have your hands resting on the back of his neck. You begin to play with the short hairs at the nape of his neck.

He leans in to have his lips against yours. “Please, help me.” He mumbles against you. Your hands rest on his stubbly cheeks. “I love you. Please, (Y/N), help.”

“I will.”

Coming Home - Sam x M!Reader x Dean

Summary: The brothers sneak into their home after a hunt. They have a small argument, but it wakes you up

Dean’s POV Unlocking the door and opening it quietly, Sam and I walk through the house. Sam turns around to close the door quietly, but he slam it by accident. “Shit!”

“Sam!”

“I know, I know.” He waves his arm up and down at me. He walks behind me as we both walking to the lounge. “Why is it so dark?” He asks. “Maybe because our boyfriend is asleep and we said we wouldn’t be home until tomorrow afternoon.” I stop to turn around and look at him.

He hits the corner of the coffee table. “Fuck!” We start to have a argument. Something comes flying in between us to clatter against the ground.

The lights turn on to show (Y/N) having his gun raised. “Idiots!” He turns around to walk into the kitchen. Sam and I follow him, seeing that he’s taking out one of the many first aid kits from around the house, one being underneath the sink.

“I’ve been up for the past few nights without you guys knowing and I was actually getting a decent night’s sleep until you fucking idiots decided to wake me up.” He continues to rant off as he cleans the scratches on Sam’s face.

When it’s my turn, (Y/N) dumps the used cotton balls away before getting a couple out of the packet and putting them on the table. “I can’t believe I actually agreed to be with two dumbasses.” I put my hands on his hips to have him settle on my lap.

Letting him carry on with his rant, he does the same thing he did with Sam. “(Y/N). (Y/N)!” Our boyfriend stops his rant to look at Sam “We’re fine.”

“Yeah, I know.” (Y/N) goes back to cleaning the small wounds. “I let this slide ‘cause if you two died, I would’ve brought both of you back to kill you again.” Getting off me, he puts the first aid kit away and the used cotton balls away.

Sam wraps his arms from behind of (Y/N) and resting his head on top of his. (Y/N) reaches his hand behind Sam’s head and rests it in his hair. Sam turns around to lean against the bench with our boyfriend turning in Sam’s arms and his hand still in his hair. Sam now has his head rested in the connected part of (Y/N)’s shoulder and neck. “At least we came back.”

“I wanna go back to sleep. Both of you woke me up.” Walking over and picking up him by his legs, themselves automatically wrapping around my middle and his arms around my shoulders. I rest my hands on his ass. “Dean.” He says tiredly. “It’s okay.” I reassure him.

Sam follows us as I walk upstairs to our shared room. I put (Y/N) in the middle of the bed. He goes under the blankets and waits for Sam and I to get into comfortable clothes. Once we’re done, Sam is on (Y/N)’s left side and myself on the right.

(Y/N) turns to his side, his back to me and front to Sam. I wrap my arms around his waist to bring him in until his back hit my chest. “Next time you two do this again, I won’t hesitate to shoot.” Sam and I chuckle nervously, knowing he will.

A Bit of Destiel Fluff

Cas: We love each other *smiles at Dean*

Dean: ...

Dean: Dude, people don't know that

Sam *smiles*: Yeah, they do

Sam: And when should he say it? At your wedding?

Dean: ...

Dean: Shut up, bitch

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.”