Dean Winchester x Reader: Just Kiss Already!"No, (y/n). You can't love both Pop music and Classic Rock," Dean emphasized as he walked beside her down the side walk. They, along with Sam and Cas, had just finished eating dinner at a diner and were on their way back to the hotel they checked into for the night. The city they were at currently had some incidences that pointed towards the supernatural. (y/n) knew something was wrong, and somehow managed to convince stubborn Dean to investigate. Castiel and Sam knew better than to think twice about the woman's intuitions. She was almost right every time. It baffled them that Dean didn't have complete trust in her yet, considering she started helping them a year ago. Something was off, and it bothered Sam.More Like This
After some snooping around, he figured out why Dean acted so macho around (y/n). His brother liked her. A lot. Sam didn't bring it up to Dean, letting things run their course between the two. Castiel knew (y/n) had feelings for Dean, too, noticing how she
Castiel x Reader: In the Arms of an AngelPeace and quiet. Well, as close to peace and quiet as you could get the night after a hunt--Dean blasting classic rock, Sam watching a documentary on television, and you curled up in your favorite spot; under a well-worn tan trench coat, sandwiched between Castiel and the soft cushions on the back of the couch.More Like This
It was your favorite spot for many reasons--after all, who wouldn't want to be snuggled up beside the world's cutest angel? You loved having your head pressed to his chest so you could hear his heartbeat, you loved feeling his arms wrapped protectively around you as you both breathed a sigh of relief for another hunt gone safely, and you loved just knowing he was all yours for a little while.
One of Castiel's hands moved from holding you in an embrace to your stomach, one of his fingers tracing nameless patterns over it.
"Cahahahas, stohohop," you giggled, far too much like a small child for your liking.
"Why?" Honest-to-goodness inquiry flooded those clear blue eyes of his. He
She's beautiful (Castiel x Winchester!Reader)More Like This
She's beautiful ( Castiel x Winchester!Reader + Brother!Dean&Sam)
a/n: I asked a dear friend of mine how it felt to be in love (as I've never truly fallen in love – I only have crushes... and those are not true love) – and she explained it to me as good as she could.
So I'm sorry if it's strange – as I said I've never truly fallen in love!
(y/n) = your name (example: Ellie)
(e/c) = your eye color/colour (example: green)
(h/c) = your hair color/colour (example: black)
Castiel was confused. The reaction of his vessel when he saw you – the fast beating of his heart – his thoughts – He shouldn't have those filthy thoughts – thinking about you that way – it was wrong. He was an angel – it was so very wrong and at the same time it felt so right – so utterly right. It had all just started when he first saw you, when your brother had introduced you to him.
”(y/n) this is Castiel – he got me out of
Crowley My King: Part Thirty-one (CrowleyXReader)A two months later you are well into your pregnancy. You're belly has swollen up mighty big. You are back living with Crowley happy as you can get. Dean and Sam still run around the country to their hunts. Bobby stayed as the info guy for all hunters. Castile would come over and visit you from time to time to make sure you were still where you wanted to be.More Like This
Right now you are in the shared master bedroom, looking in the mirror with your shirt rolled over the large lump. You look in the mirror seeing the size and down to a book that is in front of you.
"This is all wrong." you mutter to yourself as you ran your fingers through your hair moving it out of your eyes.
"What's all wrong Darling?" Crowley voices asks out of the sudden. You became used to his quite entrance, so you no longer jump three feet in the air.
You point in your book gesturing to a picture of a diagram, for what size it might look like for the month. "Come look at this." you tell him.
He crosses the room and wraps his a
Crowley My King: Part Thirty (CrowleyXReader)You are in the living room, laying on the couch with a bowl of ice cream on your chest while your rub your hand on your bellying making whooshing sounds.More Like This
"Maybe I'll just eat all the food and get fat after I have you." you suggest, talking to your unborn child.
You felt tired from all that weird demon magic the baby was giving you, but you haven't even been able to move a piece of paper with the magic. Yet you still feel so tired from how much energy was taken away from you.
As you shoved another spoon full of ice cream into your mouth, you hear heavy booted feet come up the stairs.
"Deeeeaan. More ice cream please?" you whine out to the hunter.
"Why are you eating ice cream your going to get yourself sick." you hear a different voice say, the belonged to same.
Both you and Dean directed a shut up at him.
"I'm pregnant, I get to eat all I want." you inform taking in the last melty bits from the bowl, then to lift it in the air. "
Crowley My King: Part Twenty Nine (CrowleyxReaderCrowley was locked up in the basement. Dean and ___ would never leave each other side. Cas has been trying to make sure ___ is safe about having the demonic powers. Sam and Bobby have been trying to avoid everything as much as possible.More Like This
Everything is going dandy!
Dean walks down the stairs of the basement to where Crowley was being held. He was greeted with a dark cold glare, but that didn't faze him in the less
"Well isn't this like old times." he says in a joking tone making sure to push at Crowley.
"What do you want boy? Me to apologize to ___? I've done no wrong." Crowley said in a growling tone while crossing his fingers.
"Drop the act Crowley, we both know you don't want to let go of her. I saw it last night." Dean stated out as he leaned himself on the wall facing Crowley.
"I can get another, better then her." he retorts back.
"Really now? Well if you are thinking that I guess you won't mind me taking her to the doctors today a
Hippie Phase (crazy!cas x reader)“(y/n) I have something to show you.” You looked up from the ancient Bible you were studying to see that Cas had appeared and was sitting by your feet. He had his head in your lap and was grinning up at you.More Like This
“I’m sorry Cas,” you said softly smiling at him, “but I’m busy right now. There’s a lot of research on tablets that needs to be done.”
“It wouldn’t take very long I promise,” he said. “It’s really amazing. And it’s not another dog show or a bee farm. I’m taking a break from those to expand my horizons.”
“Oh just go with him (y/n),” Dean said from the table across the room. “It’s not like much is getting done here anyway.”
“Are you sure?” you asked.
“Go for it,” Sam said as he looked at Castiel, who had taken your hand and was tracing the lines on your palm. “He looks like he could use some fresh air. Besides, we haven
Mycroft Holmes x Reader - My DarlingMycroft rolled over in bed with a quiet groan. It was far too early to be awake, but he could have sworn he heard crying. You were still curled up tight under the blankets, mouth slightly parted as you slept. You hair was a mess and he thought he spotted some drool on your chin, but you were still his beautiful wife.More Like This
He was about to wrap himself around you and just go back to sleep when he heard whimpers and cries. Mycroft couldn't ignore it this time. He definitely heard it. Carefully creeping out of bed so as not to disturb you, he slipped out of your bedroom and into the nursery.
There inside the crib was three-month old (Daughter's Name), wriggling around, red faced and crying. He reached in, cautiously lifting the little baby up and out and to his chest. With one hand behind her head, the other placed at her back, Mycroft rocked the little girl in his arms and shushed her.
After just a few minutes, she had calmed down, reveling in her daddy's touch. Mycroft chuckled quietly to him
Just Don't Donovan (BBC Sherlockxreader)Lestrade had called you, John and Sherlock to his office to discuss, what he thought, was a difficult case. But after only a few minutes Sherlock solved it and told Lestrade it was obvious if only he would use his eyes. He then took your hand and guided you out of the office with John following behind. The three of you were making your way to the elevator when Sally Donovan walked over.More Like This
“Ugh why are you here?” she said looking at Sherlock.
“Lestrade wanted me to solve a case, seeing as you were obviously no help with it,” Sherlock said with a smirk.
“Well we can’t all be psychopaths now can we? Besides you aren’t as important as you think really. You’re just Lestrade’s pet freak,” she said harshly. There was that word again. Freak. You hated when she called Sherlock that, the way she spat the word at him with such malice and hate.
“You know Sally,” you said releasing Sherlock’s hand and stepping in front of h
Rekindling The Flame [ Sherlock x Reader] Chpt. 8After having rolled yourself out of your bed and gotten up to dress yourself for dinner in a magenta lace overlay, knee-length dress, you quietly crept toward the door. With minimum sounds and hushed breathing, you slipped out of your room and saw the lump on the floor. John must have left, you noted, remembering that you heard his voice earlier. You tried your best not to laugh at the fact that Sherlock had camped outside your room all day. Though, it did secretly touch you. Sneaking over to sit down in front of him, legs tucked under and back as you watched him. His eyes were closed, indicating that he was either sleeping or stuck somewhere in the mind palace he always used to talk about.More Like This
The thought made a grin spread across your lips, a certain memory popping up that almost made you laugh. You had set aside a room in the house for just him and when he needed to think. One day, you had been particularly bored and sneaked in when he had been in his head. And, of course, being young a