Spotless: Pomposo

Chapter Fourteen

Featuring: Dean Winchester/Reader, Dean/Bela

Other characters: Sam, Dean/Jo, John/Kate, Adam, Ellen, Garth/Bess (in passing), Cas and Mary (mentioned)

Word Count: 4559

Warnings, etc: Mutual pining. MORE BACKSTORY AHEAD, story takes place currently in Dec 2017, flashback to Jan. 2004 in italics, talk of Sam's past use of hard drugs, hangovers, vomit, car accidents, injuries, character death, guilt, John was not so great a parent or husband, some paraphrasing of last chapter unbeta'd

Special shout out to @thoughtslikeaminefield who helped immensely on sorting out the backstory for this chapter too, way back when I started outlining this thing.

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Sam settled on some old school soul music to start their road trip and Dean couldn’t even come up with a reason to complain. Aretha sang in the background and they headed east, the world was their oyster and all that. Dean held onto the small bit of smug satisfaction from the interview with Meg as the city disappeared behind them. She really wanted him to crack, but he hadn't and that gave him some hope for going home.

They veered north for a bit and continued on I-40 until they hit Flagstaff. Dean liked the mountains, the air was infinitely better than LA and there was something about spending the holidays where it got cold that made sense. Unfortunately, it was just an overnight stay. How they managed a room in the first hotel they tried, he’d never know. He just shuffled in with his duffel bag and his ball cap over his now sleep-sloppy hair. There was a player-piano in the lobby and Dean had the fleeting thought about how Cas was spending the holidays.

Maybe he’d try and leave him another message, it had been months.

Poor ... all of them!!! You're making have all the feels!

Spotless: Canto

Chapter Thirteen

Featuring: Dean Winchester/Reader, Dean/Bela

Other characters: Reader's OC family, Ellen, Dean/Jo, attempted Reader/Cas, Pam/Lee, Sam, Cole/Reader's sister and Garth/Bess

Word Count: 5009

Warnings, etc: Mutual pining. MORE BACKSTORY AHEAD, story takes place currently in Dec 2017, flashback to Jan. 2004 in italics, all towns mentioned are made up, I gave the reader the best dad in the world (you're welcome), underage drinking, talk of bar hook ups, car accidents, injuries, character death, guilt, stupid brother-in-laws, unbeta'd

Special shout out to @thoughtslikeaminefield who helped immensely on sorting out the backstory for this chapter and the next, way back when I started outlining this thing.

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You made your way through the harrowing process that was holiday travel, flashing your medical card at the TSA agent and going through the regular pat down deal before finally getting to your gate. It was mild in LA, but you brought your puffy coat with you on the plane because December in Nebraska was never that kind. It was also a free blanket once you reached cruising altitude.

You put your phone in airplane mode, popped in your earbuds and let yourself nap for most of the three hour flight home.

You didn’t go home often, your schedule never left you with much time off, especially over the last couple of years. Or, at least, that’s what you told yourself and how you avoided invitations from your family. Between the band and Bobby, all you would have to do is ask for time off and they would have given it to you, of course they would. But it’s not like they aren’t workaholics themselves.

The wind rattled the jet bridge as you made your way to the gate, dozens of strangers trudged along beside you as you felt the first hint of true winter air. You turned your phone back to normal settings and tried not to get caught in a young family’s way as you all followed the signs to baggage claim. You smiled as you heard the familiar buzz of the accentless plains’ speech in the surrounding conversations, you were really home.

Soo much going on! Oof

Screw Biology and Angels

A Supernatural A/B/O Fanfiction

Featuring: Omega!Reader x Beta!Kevin Tran, unrequited x Alpha!Dean, Alpha!Gadreel!Sam, Crowley

Created for: @spnkinkbingo

Square Filled: Public Sex

Setting: Season 9

Word Count: 1740

Summary: The Alpha Winchesters adjust to Kevin mating with the Omega Crowley had bargained into their lives. Can a bond between a Beta and an Omega last? Dean focused installment.

Warnings: 18+, A/B/O Dynamics, scenting, jealousy, quickie, masturbation, voyeurism, ruts, for the sake of the remaining chapters please keep in mind that the reader is petite, and character death.

Read Part 1 first!

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Day Twenty-Nine

              It shouldn’t have been so Earth-shattering, Dean supposed, but the wrongness of you and Kevin together, being a couple was like walking in on Sam with a buzz cut or Jody in a minivan: intrinsically and obviously unnatural. Granted, he was a little sore about the whole thing, even if he wouldn’t admit it, but in truth he’d never heard of an Omega mating with a Beta. Alphas mated with Betas all the time; the sheer rarity of Omegas demanded it. Somehow, he couldn’t just accept that you chose Kevin, no matter how much he liked the kid. Especially considering Kevin’s inability to claim you.

Dean had never wanted an Omega; his life was too dangerous for that. Although, in the time he had gotten to know you, he couldn’t imagine you not being there. Watching you cover Kevin’s neck in your scent before he went on a supply run, Dean had to hold in a growl. Could Betas even appreciate how amazing you smelled?

They pulled into town; your scent still too strong, for Dean’s liking, all over Kevin.

“Hey, man, you know it’s a big deal that she imprinted on you, right?” Dean cleared his voice as Kevin’s eyes gleamed with some unsaid challenge.

“Honor student remember, definitely took a few years of bio,” Kevin smirked watching the older man wince at his tone.

“It’s not just that, being a mate to an Omega is a big deal. You have a lot of responsibilities. And your life sucks, man, our lives suck. You think this is the best time to start playing house?” Dean pressed.

“It’s not like we planned it or anything! Just let us have this, I don’t ask a lot from you guys. She’s safe in the bunker, we’ll figure it out from there,” Kevin finished firmly.

“Oh yeah, winging it, always a good plan,” Dean grunted and notched the car into park.

Day Thirty-five

              Kevin was exhausted, head bobbing as he tried to continue researching for the Winchester’s latest setback. You knew he wanted to crash, but it didn’t look like there was an end in sight. After refilling both of your mugs, you slipped your arms around his neck, hugging him from behind.

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Yep that hurt!

Such a good fic though!

Escape - Chapter Thirteen

SPN FanFic

~Y/N and Dean are abducted after a night at the bar and thrown into a maze of horrors. Can Sam track down his brother and girlfriend in time? Can they even hold on that long?~

Dean, Reader; Sam

3,848 Words

Series Warnings: Angst. Show level violence. Graphic gore and blood. Extreme situations that may cause anxiety and fear. Character injury and trauma. (Extra Warnings in the tags)

A/N: Thank you to everyone for joining me for this story. I have seen and loved all your comments and feedback and I truly appreciate each and every one of you taking the time to read. <3 I hope you enjoyed. Please let me know what you think… 

Chapter Thirteen: Stairway to Heaven - 

Dean gripped Y/N’s hand tightly as they walked to the door. Their bodies were sore and near to breaking; their minds and spirits not far behind. But they had one thing, one thing that was pushing them onward… that luminescent red sign.

This was it, this was the end; their horrid ordeal was coming to a close, and soon they would be back home where they belonged. In the end it didn’t matter what had led them there, the hows and whys didn’t even ring in their thoughts any longer; they just wanted the fresh air, the sun, and the safety of their beds.

Dean gave Y/N a quick smile, and together they placed their hands on the push bar. The door gave instantly, drenching them in glowing white light; the sun come to meet them finally. With hopeful eyes closed tight, they stepped out of the basement and into the light.

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