Series Summary: You and Jake have been dancing around each other for a while. The Dagger Squad set it up so that the dancing stops, but a case of miscommunication could ruin it all.

Summary: The rules are set, the deal is made, and the Full Seresin Service begins. Nothing could possibly go wrong. Right?  

Warnings/Genres/Troupes: Fluff, flirting, teasing, smut, miscommunication.

W/C: 5.2k

Characters: Unnamed female reader (you/she/her), Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin, Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace, Javy ‘Coyote’ Machado. 

Pairing: Hangman x Female Reader. Phoenix x Coyote.

Notes: Reader has a call sign. 

Beta(s): @deanwinchesterswitch - thanks for saving the smut section 😄 // all mistakes are mine. Special shoutout to @writercole

Graphics: made by me on Canva.

Master Lists: Series // Top Gun Maverick // Main

You take your bottle of wine and a glass to the room. Your credit card will not thank you, but you don't care right now. You need to drown your sordid thoughts of Jake dropping that fluffy white towel and showing you what’s beneath it.

While juggling the bottle, a glass, your phone, and book, you manage to slip the keycard in and elbow the door handle down, using your butt to open the door and shuffle into the room. 

“Oh crap,” Jake grumbles.

He grabs his T-shirt from the end of the bed, but it's too late. You’ve seen it all, and it doesn’t help that he cups himself, the fabric of the shirt perfectly shapes his cock. He has to be doing it on purpose.

“Sorry,” you say, but don't bother turning around now that he’s partly covered up.

I can’t wait to see how this turns out! ❤️

Thank you 💜💜I can't wait to share it x

Series Summary: You and Jake have been dancing around each other for a while. The Dagger Squad set it up so that the dancing stops, but a case of miscommunication could ruin it all.

Summary: Everyone wants to win the scavenger hunt prize. Two heads are better than one, so teaming up with Jake should be fun. Right? 

Warnings/Genres/Troupes: Fluff, flirting, teasing.

W/C: 2.5k

Characters: Unnamed female reader (you/she/her), Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin, Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace, Javy ‘Coyote’ Machado. Small Parts/Mentioned: The rest of Dagger Squad, Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell, Penny Benjamin. 

Pairing: Hangman x Female Reader. Phoenix x Coyote. Mentioned: Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell x Penny Benjamin.

Notes: Reader has a call sign.  

Beta(s): @deanwinchesterswitch // all mistakes are mine. Special shoutout to @writercole

Graphics: made by me on Canva.

Master Lists: Series // Top Gun Maverick // Main

It was a silly game, and you felt ridiculous asking for “Sandals for Maverick.” without any concrete evidence that you were right.

But the Foot Locker sales assistant smirks, “I’ll go get them.”

You sigh happily at not having made a complete fool of yourself.

Each year, Mav invites a select group to participate in a scavenger hunt. He always makes it challenging. Three random objects are to be retrieved and brought to him to win the prize. The prizes vary each year: extra vacation time, an assignment of the winner’s choice, and one spectacular year, the use of Mav’s F50 for an entire weekend, was a reward. 

This year, due to Maverick’s legendary and not generally sanctioned exploits landing him in hot water with Admiral Simpson, it is an all-expenses paid trip to the most highly acclaimed spa in the country. Technically, it had been a trip for him and Penny, but as always, trouble found him. He was lucky to have only his vacation canceled and not be court-martialed. Penny wasn’t happy, even less so when they couldn’t get a refund.

The Dagger Squad are this year’s lucky participants, and two winners will get to stay at the luxury resort for three nights. Mav had dropped hints for the month leading up to game day, and it was up to the squad to figure out what three items were to be found and where.

Sandals were your first thought, and as you rushed to the mall, you had enough time to figure out the other two items. Now that you know your first guess is correct and the sales assistant hands you a brand new pair of Havana’s, you feel a little more confident with the rest. But there is one hiccup to address.

“I know you’re there, Hangman,” you sigh, slipping the sandals into your backpack and zipping it up.

“Two winners will get to stay at the resort for three nights”

THERE’S ONLY ONE BED

“Wrong hand dipshit” 🤣

Argh and him being such a southern gent at the airport 😍

Phoenix and coyote being captains of the ship - love those text messages! “Shiny abs” had me creasing. Also I’m thinking about those two together now so thanks for that…

Great start bab, can’t wait for part 2!

I squeezed in all the tropes I could think of 😝

How have you not thought of them together before this?! That first “Hey” Coyote gives her in the Hard Deck is soooooo loaded 😜

Shiny abs… where’s the lie?! 😜

Series Summary: You and Jake have been dancing around each other for a while. The Dagger Squad set it up so that the dancing stops, but a case of miscommunication could ruin it all.

Summary: Everyone wants to win the scavenger hunt prize. Two heads are better than one, so teaming up with Jake should be fun. Right? 

Warnings/Genres/Troupes: Fluff, flirting, teasing.

W/C: 2.5k

Characters: Unnamed female reader (you/she/her), Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin, Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace, Javy ‘Coyote’ Machado. Small Parts/Mentioned: The rest of Dagger Squad, Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell, Penny Benjamin. 

Pairing: Hangman x Female Reader. Phoenix x Coyote. Mentioned: Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell x Penny Benjamin.

Notes: Reader has a call sign.  

Beta(s): @deanwinchesterswitch // all mistakes are mine. Special shoutout to @writercole

Graphics: made by me on Canva.

Master Lists: Series // Top Gun Maverick // Main

It was a silly game, and you felt ridiculous asking for “Sandals for Maverick.” without any concrete evidence that you were right.

But the Foot Locker sales assistant smirks, “I’ll go get them.”

You sigh happily at not having made a complete fool of yourself.

Each year, Mav invites a select group to participate in a scavenger hunt. He always makes it challenging. Three random objects are to be retrieved and brought to him to win the prize. The prizes vary each year: extra vacation time, an assignment of the winner’s choice, and one spectacular year, the use of Mav’s F50 for an entire weekend, was a reward. 

This year, due to Maverick’s legendary and not generally sanctioned exploits landing him in hot water with Admiral Simpson, it is an all-expenses paid trip to the most highly acclaimed spa in the country. Technically, it had been a trip for him and Penny, but as always, trouble found him. He was lucky to have only his vacation canceled and not be court-martialed. Penny wasn’t happy, even less so when they couldn’t get a refund.

The Dagger Squad are this year’s lucky participants, and two winners will get to stay at the luxury resort for three nights. Mav had dropped hints for the month leading up to game day, and it was up to the squad to figure out what three items were to be found and where.

Sandals were your first thought, and as you rushed to the mall, you had enough time to figure out the other two items. Now that you know your first guess is correct and the sales assistant hands you a brand new pair of Havana’s, you feel a little more confident with the rest. But there is one hiccup to address.

“I know you’re there, Hangman,” you sigh, slipping the sandals into your backpack and zipping it up.

In case you missed it…

I am loving this so far!!! I love two idiots in love!!!

It’s going to get smutty, then angsty, then fluffy 😜

Series Summary: You and Jake have been dancing around each other for a while. The Dagger Squad set it up so that the dancing stops, but a case of miscommunication could ruin it all.

Summary: Everyone wants to win the scavenger hunt prize. Two heads are better than one, so teaming up with Jake should be fun. Right? 

Warnings/Genres/Troupes: Fluff, flirting, teasing.

W/C: 2.5k

Characters: Unnamed female reader (you/she/her), Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin, Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace, Javy ‘Coyote’ Machado. Small Parts/Mentioned: The rest of Dagger Squad, Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell, Penny Benjamin. 

Pairing: Hangman x Female Reader. Phoenix x Coyote. Mentioned: Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell x Penny Benjamin.

Notes: Reader has a call sign.  

Beta(s): @deanwinchesterswitch // all mistakes are mine. Special shoutout to @writercole

Graphics: made by me on Canva.

Master Lists: Series // Top Gun Maverick // Main

It was a silly game, and you felt ridiculous asking for “Sandals for Maverick.” without any concrete evidence that you were right.

But the Foot Locker sales assistant smirks, “I’ll go get them.”

You sigh happily at not having made a complete fool of yourself.

Each year, Mav invites a select group to participate in a scavenger hunt. He always makes it challenging. Three random objects are to be retrieved and brought to him to win the prize. The prizes vary each year: extra vacation time, an assignment of the winner’s choice, and one spectacular year, the use of Mav’s F50 for an entire weekend, was a reward. 

This year, due to Maverick’s legendary and not generally sanctioned exploits landing him in hot water with Admiral Simpson, it is an all-expenses paid trip to the most highly acclaimed spa in the country. Technically, it had been a trip for him and Penny, but as always, trouble found him. He was lucky to have only his vacation canceled and not be court-martialed. Penny wasn’t happy, even less so when they couldn’t get a refund.

The Dagger Squad are this year’s lucky participants, and two winners will get to stay at the luxury resort for three nights. Mav had dropped hints for the month leading up to game day, and it was up to the squad to figure out what three items were to be found and where.

Sandals were your first thought, and as you rushed to the mall, you had enough time to figure out the other two items. Now that you know your first guess is correct and the sales assistant hands you a brand new pair of Havana’s, you feel a little more confident with the rest. But there is one hiccup to address.

“I know you’re there, Hangman,” you sigh, slipping the sandals into your backpack and zipping it up.

I giggle-snorted throughout this whole first part, especially the text conversations 🤣

FYI, I damn near dropped my phone when I got to the towel image 🥵🥵🥵🥵

😜 Coyote and Phoenix mean well 😂

I had to include that image 🤤

Stick The Landing - Part 1 - No One's In The Room Mini Series

Series Summary: Jake and Ryleigh find themselves stranded in a remote location when a mission goes sideways. Injured and dependent on his help, she gets a glimpse of the man beneath the façade of ‘The Terminator’. Once they are rescued, the bubble of their personal Vegas bursts, and Jake struggles with new emotions while Ryleigh hopes he will finally see the man she came to know when no one else is in the room.

Summary: Good news, they made it to the safe house. Bad news, a blizzard hinders their rescue.

Warnings: injury description.

W/C: 3k

Characters: Jake ‘ Hangman’ Seresin, Ryleigh ‘Rodeo’. 

Pairing: none for part 1. 

Betas: @deanwinchesterswitch

Graphics: made by me on canva.

Stick The Landing

Another kill, not yet confirmed. That totaled three for Jake’s official record, a reason to celebrate. The ejection that followed, not so much. In the butt-fuck middle of nowhere with no cell reception or radio contact, added to the snow that was getting progressively thicker, celebrations would have to wait. 

“Are you sure it’s this way?” Jake asked for the hundredth time. Not because he didn’t trust Ryleigh, callsign Rodeo, but because he knew it was pissing her off. He was the obnoxious ‘are we there yet’ backseat driver, and he heard the aggravation in her clipped tone whenever she chose to reply.

Ryleigh growled, further away than he’d expected. He stopped to turn back and look for her. She was twenty feet or so away, eyes closed, breath fogging the cold air while she rested against a tree he swore they’d passed already.

“Rodeo?” he asked, concerned by the paleness of her face. 

“Yes, Hangman, I’m sure,” she sighed, “it should be five klicks ahead.”

He eyed her more closely - a sheen of sweat decorated her brow despite the below-freezing temperature that left snowflakes in her hair. She looked exhausted, eyes still squeezed shut, chest rising and falling while she tried to catch her breath. They’d only walked half a klick; she shouldn't be that winded. Then he noticed she was favoring her right leg, holding the weight off the left, and a steady drip of crimson rolled down her boot and pooled in the white snow.

Lord, these two fight like an old married couple and its fucking hysterical 🤣 Like, Jake is cocky as shit and Rodeo has an attitude to hide her attraction 🤣🤣

Onward to Part 2!! ✌️❤️

They really do. She loves to hate him and he hates to love her 😂

The look on Jake's face though had me doubling over 🤣😭

@princessmisery666 Gold! 😂📖

Thank you @violetmuses 💜

Jake needs taking down a peg or 2 😜

The look on Jake's face though had me doubling over 🤣😭

Samnesia - Chapter 5 - Confessions

Series Summary: Brooke is a calming distraction from the chaotic mess of Sam’s life. When a hunt keeps them separated for over a month, Sam returns to find she no longer remembers him. The need to find out what happened while he was gone sends Sam on a case that will change the course of his life. What he discovers along the way will change the way he looks at love.

Chapter Info

Summary: Now: Brooke hints at knowing there’s something Sam isn’t telling her, but she doesn’t want to deal with it right now, instead wanting to hear more about her and Sam. Sam tells Brooke the truth about the Supernatural. Then: Free of all interruptions, Sam and Brooke finally get to be intimate.

W/C: 7.6k

Warnings: smut, slow burn, fluff, angst, injury description.

Characters: Sam Winchester, Original Female Character (Brooke).

Extra special shoutout to: @slytherkins - this would not have been possible without her input, she deserves co-write credits.

Beta: @deanwinchesterswitch

Graphics: @talesmaniac89

A/N: I commissioned @negans-lucille-tblr to write the smut scene way back in 2019. While there are still elements of her work, there have been significant changes with the rewrite.

Previous Chapter

Now

The hustle and bustle of the dinnertime rush in the restaurant was the only sound for a few minutes. A contemplative silence filled the space between them after Sam finished telling Brooke about the first time he cooked for her and the first time she met Dean. Sitting across from her, he could pretend it was like any other date they’d had. 

Brooke had spent the day working, and Sam and Dean had researched. They’d all taken a break at lunch to eat sandwiches, but when the clock struck five, Brooke shut down her computer and suggested, very cautiously, they all go out to dinner. She said she needed to see the sun and was beginning to feel claustrophobic, but Sam suspected it was a test. She wanted to know if he would really let her leave. Dean told them to go on without him, that he’d grab something on his way back from the errand he needed to run. The errand was going to double-check her house for hex bags and sulfur, though Sam hadn’t told Brooke that minor detail. 

She seemed to relax with each course that was served. The more he talked, the more she ignored the people around them and stopped looking around like she wanted to scream for help. By the time they’d finished dessert, she was completely relaxed. 

Sam chanced a glance up at her when he felt the silence had gone on too long. Her eyes were focused on her wine glass. Her fingers absently ran up and down the stem while she seemed lost in her thoughts. He’d seen her wear that look before, the one that told him she wanted to ask him a question but didn’t want to put him in a position where he would have to lie to her. 

“Ask me,” Sam coaxed, “whatever it is, you can ask me. I just told you that I promised never to lie to you.” 

First it was all incredibly hot and lovely, then it's angsty, then it's SHOCKING with that last sentence!!!!! So Sam DID know she was being stalked! Oh Lord, I'm sucked into this...

🔥I had to have some smutty goodness with Sam 🔥

Samnesia - Chapter 4 - Expectations

Series Summary: Brooke is a calming distraction from the chaotic mess of Sam’s life. When a hunt keeps them separated for over a month, Sam returns to find she no longer remembers him. The need to find out what happened while he was gone sends Sam on a case that will change the course of his life. What he discovers along the way will change the way he looks at love.

Chapter Info

Summary: Then: Sam makes Brooke dinner, and they discuss what they want from their relationship. Dean invites himself to meet Brooke.

W/C: 7k

Warnings: fluff, angst, slow burn, very mild smut, mentions of stalking.

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Original Female Character (Brooke).

Extra special shoutout to: @slytherkins - this would not have been possible without her input, she deserves co-write credits.

Beta: @deanwinchesterswitch

Graphics: @talesmaniac89

Previous Chapter

Then

Sam stirred the pot of Mediterranean tomato and pepper sauce carefully to avoid spilling, then checked the texture of the pasta boiling nearby. 

Relax, Sam, it’s all going to plan. 

Taking a calming breath, he scanned Brooke’s kitchen. He’d somehow managed to make a mess on every available surface. 

Sam hadn’t been able to get away to see Brooke all week until tonight. He made sure the bunker was stocked with milk and toilet paper and that there were no pressing matters before he left. All he wanted was a solid few uninterrupted hours to spend with Brooke. 

He’d called her just before four o’clock, already en route to her house, to ask where she was. Since it was a Wednesday afternoon, he assumed (hoped) she was at work. 

Brooke had stepped out of a meeting to take his call, but she promised it would be wrapped up soon and she would be home just after six. Maybe luck was on his side after all. He headed to the grocery store to purchase the ingredients to make dinner, then to the liquor store to pick up a bottle of red wine to complement the dish. 

She had teased him about randomly showing up on her doorstep during one of their conversations and casually dropped the location of where she hid her spare key, just in case he ever decided to do it again when she wasn’t home, as he’d look suspicious just sitting in his car at the curb. It had been a not-so-subtle hint to tell him she wanted to see him again, and she welcomed his random visits. So today, he let himself in and got to work.

LMFAO she's amazing, and I'm not surprised Dean approved. Again, she's so damn smart and coming from a family of law enforcement, very believably so in this chapter.

She can definitely hold her own 😘🥰

Samnesia - Chapter 3 - Girls' Night

Series Summary: Brooke is a calming distraction from the chaotic mess of Sam’s life. When a hunt keeps them separated for over a month, Sam returns to find she no longer remembers him. The need to find out what happened while he was gone sends Sam on a case that will change the course of his life. What he discovers along the way will change the way he looks at love.

Chapter Info

Summary: 

W/C: 5.4k

Warnings: slow burn, fluff, angst.

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Original Female Character (Brooke), OCs. Brief: Mary Winchester.

Extra special shoutout to: @slytherkins - this would not have been possible without her input, she deserves co-write credits.

Beta: @deanwinchesterswitch

Graphics: @talesmaniac89

Previous Chapter

Then

Sam pulled on his jacket as he hurried through the corridors of the bunker, propelled by thoughts of Brooke. It had been over a week since he had seen her, and he couldn’t wait to be near her again. Eager as he was, he couldn’t deny his nervousness. He had decided that whatever happened, he was going to kiss her. Properly this time, not on the cheek. A full-blown, make-her-knees-weak kiss. At least, that was the plan.

They had communicated almost constantly over the past week, texting and calling whenever they could. Sam was captivated by every chat and wanted to talk to her again as soon they bid each other good night.

They talked about everything under the sun, asking probing, curious questions about everything from religion to snack preferences. Sam had been as honest as he could be without endangering his secrets.

He learned so much about her, and the more he discovered, the more he wanted to know. Everything he learned about her only intensified his hunger for her, emotionally and physically. So he had promised himself that, despite any interruptions, he would make a move regardless of what happened that night.

That was, if he could escape the bunker and the inquisition Dean was sure to subject him to. Sam groaned silently, seeing Dean nursing a beer, feet up on the map table, watching something apparently hilarious on his laptop. Though Dean’s eyes never left the screen, Sam knew he’d been seen and wouldn’t be able to avoid him.

Ugh you're really nailing all these little micro moments and reactions. It's making this story so visceral and real.

Tommy continues to be a major red flag. I can't wait until Sam and Dean find out about him and start digging into him and why he's so obsessed with her.

☺️ I really tried to dig deep for this one.

💜 thank you so much for taking the time to read, comment and reblog 💜

Samnesia - Chapter 2 - The Cheek

Series Summary: Brooke is a calming distraction from the chaotic mess of Sam’s life. When a hunt keeps them separated for over a month, Sam returns to find she no longer remembers him. The need to find out what happened while he was gone sends Sam on a case that will change the course of his life. What he discovers along the way will change the way he looks at love.

Chapter Info

Summary:

W/C: 5k

Warnings: angst, fluff, slow burn, language, stood up. 

Characters: Sam Winchester, Original Female Character (Brooke), OCs.

Extra special shoutout to: @slytherkins - this would not have been possible without her input, she deserves co-write credits.

Beta: @deanwinchesterswitch

Graphics: @talesmaniac89

Previous Chapter

Then

Sam lost himself in vivid daydreams about Brooke more than once during the following week. Was she working? Or was she bikini-clad on a white sandy beach, sipping a fruity cocktail with one of those ridiculous little umbrellas? He fought it as long as he could, but curiosity won. By day four, he had searched for her on social media. He had seen a letter in her kitchen with her last name, and it hadn’t taken him long to find her public Instagram account. 

She had uploaded three photos since Sam had met her. The first was of her on a plane, headphones around her neck, with the caption: “ready to take off for a week of hard work and maybe some play😜.” The second photo was of her with her head leaning in close to an attractive blonde woman who was tagged @emily3509 and had the caption: “can’t stay mad at this one for long! #SheDitchesMeAlot #FriendsSinceChildhood.” That had given Sam a chuckle. Clearly, Emily was the reason he had met Brooke. He’d made a mental note to thank her if the chance ever presented itself.

The latest photo had been uploaded the night before. Ten freshly tanned people sat around a large table filled with colorful, amazing-looking food, their drinks held high. Brooke sat closest to the camera, sporting a huge, proud grin on her sun-kissed face. The caption read: “Love my team. Hard work pays off. #FeelingGrateful.” 

By the time Saturday rolled around, he had given up trying to convince himself that he wasn’t eager to see her in person again. Before he left the bunker, Sam checked Brooke’s Instagram for an update. There had been no new photos. He spent the better half of the drive to her house wondering what she might be doing just then.

Oooh speaking of "cheek," some cheeky Sam thoughts! I loved their impromptu pizza date. 🥰 And I love all the little details you're giving Brooke -- from the shade of her hair to the color of her eyes and her swanky outfit.

Sam is a cheeky one, he’s just less likely to say it out loud unlike Dean 😂! I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, Sam has a higher body count than Dean. And I mean body count in the fun sexy way, not the murderous bloody way 🤣

OMG I’m so happy you picked up on the Sam reverting back to early seasons Sam!! 💜 that’s exactly what I was going for.

Tommy is a walking 🚩!!

The awkward tension is my fav 💜🥰

Samnesia - Chapter 1 - Photographs

Series Summary: Brooke is a calming distraction from the chaotic mess of Sam's life. When a hunt keeps them separated for over a month, Sam returns to find she no longer remembers him. The need to find out what happened while he was gone sends Sam on a case that will change the course of his life. What he discovers along the way will change the way he looks at love.

Chapter Info

Summary: Now: Sam has to convince Brooke that he kidnapped her for her safety. Then: Sam wants a quiet night but ends up rescuing Brooke.

W/C: 4.2k

Warnings: angst, fluff, kidnapping, shitty friend. 

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Original Female Character (Brooke), other original characters.

Extra special shoutout to: @slytherkins - this would not have been possible without her input, she deserves co-write credits.

Beta: @deanwinchesterswitch

Graphics: @talesmaniac89

Art By @slytherkins

Previous Chapter

Then

How did Brooke always attract the asshole? Why was it always her? 

The answer usually involved her friend, Emily.

The most recent douchebag to be caught in Brooke’s inexplicable ’asshole-tractor-beam’, Tommy, currently sat a little too close to her. He hadn’t wasted any time in occupying Emily’s vacated seat beside her at the bar. It was probably still warm when Tommy had invited himself to refill it. In the - she checked her watch - forty minutes that she had been stranded with the jerk, she realized that her problem was that she was just too nice to tell him to fuck off.  

Tommy was tall, casually well-dressed, broad-shouldered, and had a nice smile. He would have totally been Brooke’s type if he hadn’t been so persistent. Otherwise, she might have thought he was a decent-looking, genuine guy. 

She would have been wrong. He was completely self-centered, talking only about himself and ignoring everything Brooke said. He hadn’t even acknowledged her when she told him she needed to use the bathroom. He’d just kept talking as though he expected her to put off her basic human needs to listen to him. 

He was obnoxious, but the ominous feeling she was wrestling with now hadn’t started to grow until Tommy had become increasingly insistent that Brooke spend the night with him. His eyes turned colder every time she tried to brush him off, and the smile he’d donned when he first sat with her had long since gone serpentine. There was a difference in his demeanor, and she was starting to suspect that something terrible might happen to her if she refused.

Eventually, Brooke agreed to go home with Tommy so he’d shut up long enough for her to use the bathroom before they left. She had no intention of leaving with him. Her plan was to sneak out the bathroom window, go to her car, and split.

Aw this is amazing so far! I love how strong and intelligent Brooke is, and how well you've captured Sam and his emotional turmoil in this. The situation truly is gutting, but if we as readers didn't know Sam so well, we'd be on Brooke's side lol. 😂 I'm so excited to see where you take this next, and why exactly she's lost her memories of Sam! 💜

Thank you 💜

I hated putting Sam through this but he’s just so pretty when he’s sad 😢

Exclusive V.I.P

Summary: After a hunt gone wrong, the Winchester’s become the prey. Dean has one last card up his sleeve, a safe house he’s kept close to his chest for a long time. It might not be as safe as he thought.

Warnings: angst, mentions of injuries, breakup.

W/C: 3.9k

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, OFC (Izzie), Crowley, Other OC’s.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x OFC (Mentioned)

Notes: this is my entry for the @spnfanficpond June alpha programme, sorry it’s so late.

Alpha: @mrswhozeewhatsis - thank you so much for your patience and guidance.

Master Lists: Main // Dean Winchester

Dividers: personalised - @firefly-graphics // Dean W - @talesmaniac89

The steady beeping became annoying. Izzie groaned, too tired to roll over and try to find the off switch to whatever it was. Dean would do it shortly, she was sure of it.

Dean.

Her eyelids were weighted, too heavy to open and she grumbled again. Surely if Dean were nearby, he’d hear her and be at her side in an instant. She smelled the undeniable aroma of a hospital and the panic set in so hard she gasped as her eyes sprung open.

She tried to sit up. It was a mistake. White-hot pain shot through her leg and ribs simultaneously. She cried out into the empty room. The heart monitor she was attached to beeped in time with her pained rhythm. Her ribs were broken; her casted left leg was obviously broken, too.

Love this! Some great twists that I wasn't expecting, and of course, cat-got-your-tongue Dean 😆😍

Thank you ☺️💜I really need to finish this 💜

In case you missed it 👌🏻

... and of course the douchy ex had to be named Chad 🤣🤣😉

Is there such a thing as too close with Jensen?! 😆 🤷🏼‍♀️

Thanks for reading and sharing 😘

OMG THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE ALL THIS FLUFF!!!! 🥰🥰🥰

Bucky deserves all the fluff 🥰😍😘

Send me a fic title and I’ll tell what I’d write for it/write a drabble or one-shot

Part-time Soulmate

Summary: The lure is stronger than the certainty of heartbreak.

Warnings/Genres etc.: Angst.  

W/C:500

Pairing: Dean Winchester x unnamed female.

Prompt: @justagirlinafandomworld 's Unclaimed Love Songs - Cowboys & Angels by Dustin Lynch 

A/N: Lots of other songs helped the muses with this one but mainly Hold Me Like a Grudge by Fall Out Boy.

Betas: @deanwinchesterswitch

Master Lists: Main // Dean Winchester

The world was spinning faster and faster, and Dean couldn’t keep up. He painted on an ear-to-ear smile and tried not to blink. He felt nothing and everything. He didn’t want to think, not tonight. Instead, he drove, pedal to the metal, reveling in Baby’s growling engine and waiting for the night to turn off his mind. Passing cars and crowded bars, but not stopping until he pulled up at her door.

Dean had vices, hard liquor, easy women, and a loud throaty engine. But he’d never been an addict. Not until he met her. She made going back to her as easy as breathing. But that was the thing, he needed to breathe, and she was his own brand of oxygen. He’d had a taste, let her in, and she’d consumed him. He struggled to find the high with anyone else. Like the nicotine in a cigarette, she ran through his veins, and he wanted to overdose.

It was late. Too late to be showing up without calling first, but she answered his knock with sleepy eyes and messy hair. She didn’t say his name or ask if he were okay, only widened the door, inviting him in.

He crossed the threshold, slipping his arms around her waist, burying his head in her neck, drowning in her warmth. Her hand stroked the back of his head, nails gently scraping through the coarse hairs at the base of his neck. Each sweep a silent vow; ‘I’m here. It’s okay. I’ll help you breathe. I’ll make you believe it’s all a dream.’

Tender kisses placed on his throat from sweet lips dissolved the ache of sore, stiff muscles from the long, breakless drive like sugar in water.

He felt like he’d been on the run his whole life, never wanting commitment, but she caught him by surprise, and before he knew it, he’d lost himself to her. Assuming he’d be alone forever, but damn if she hadn’t made him think he was wrong. It was that kind of adrenaline he couldn’t leave behind.

Her touch always said more than words ever could. She smoothed her hands over his shoulders, under his jacket, and pushed it down his arms. ‘Stay a while.’  

Pulling back to look into her eyes, he answered with a pleading request, “Turn down the noise.” But what he meant was ‘make me forget’. 

“I got you, baby,” she promised. 

It was more than her body that turned him on, and to be in her arms was enough. But like any high, it was more than wanting her for a night. He wanted her forever. She was a light, and he wanted to be her shadow.

Unfortunately, he knew better. She was sweet, he was wild, and together they were dangerous, so for that reason, he wouldn’t let the secret out - wouldn’t surrender his heart. Tonight he’d exist in the luminous serenity she enveloped him in and pretend he could live there.

Pretend she wasn’t a part-time soulmate and a full-time problem.

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Fries, Goodbyes & The Rest Of Our Lives

Summary: Being stood up isn’t always a bad thing. 

Warnings/Genre etc.: Fluff, lousy singing. 

W/C: 2k

Characters: Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw, Mentions/Small Parts: Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace, Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia, Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd, Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin, Harvard. 

Pairing: Rooster x Fem!Reader (you - no descriptions of body type or ethnicity).

Notes: I saw this post on Instagram, and it immediately made me think of Rooster. Songs: Is This Love by White Snake, Can’t Take My Eyes Off You by Frankie Valli.

A/N: the wonderful and brilliant @writercole helped with ideas, summary, and title and helped make the muses comply. 

Betas: @deanwinchesterswitch

Master Lists: Top Gun: Maverick // All The Fandoms

Fries, Goodbyes & The Rest Of Our Lives

It’s been a week. It’s not even worth listing all the things that went wrong. The icing on the cake (presumably made with salt and not sugar - cause it's that kind of week) was your date canceled on you as you took a seat at a booth in the diner.

You sigh as the waitress comes to take your order, accepting that you’ve been stood up and decide you may as well eat since you’re already there.

“I’ll take a cheeseburger, side salad, no tomato, extra dressing, please.” 

The elderly waitress smiles. It’s comforting and sweet. Her name tag says Pattie, and you imagine her grandkids get overly excited whenever Granny Pat visits. “You want the fries with that?”

You ponder for half a second before declining, “No thanks.”

“You sure, hun? They’re included in the price.”

You had dirty Cajun fries from the food cart outside the office at lunch. You know the diner’s fries won’t taste as good, besides you want to leave room for dessert, so you politely decline again. 

“I’ll take them, Pattie!”

You twist in the booth to look over your shoulder and find the source. A handsome guy sitting at the bar, wearing a light yellow floral print shirt, smiles and gives a two-fingered wave. You’d clocked him when you’d entered. You’d caught his eye too, and he’d given you a broad smile. His mustache was a flashback to a decade or two ago, but he wore it well. He carried it with a sense of pride and confidence. It looked good on him. Anyone else, you’d have thought it was creepy.

“Hush now, boy,” Pattie scolds, but she’s smiling when she turns back to face you.

You chuckle, nodding toward him, “He’ll take the fries.”

This is such a cute story!! 😍 From their meeting, to their flirting 💕 and when he called her his future wife!!! 🥰

I adore the Goose move, that was amazing! 💓

Thank you 😊💜 love ya 😘