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Sharing master lists of people who haven’t shown up on my dash lately but have gems that need to be shared.

Dean x Reader Flashfic (WC: 879)

CW: EXPLICIT - CONTAINS SEX THINGS

Dean gets home sometime in the middle of the night. After a quick shower he slides in bed next to you, all warm skin and damp hair, naked. You’re awake - you have been since the Impala rumbled into the garage. But you feign sleep a little longer, reveling in the way his touch feathers along your skin, in the soft kisses laid from your shoulder to your neck.

“Honey, I’m home,” he whispers, his breath hot against the shell of your ear, his fingers skating over your peaked nipples. You sigh as he takes your earlobe between his teeth, the rush of hot-cold desire cutting through the last of your sleepiness. His teeth drag along your jawline as his hand travels lower, his palm sliding over the give of your stomach, fingertips creeping lower.

🥵 this is sweet and hot and filthy 🤤

All The Good Girls Go To Hell (FIN)

Summary: When Sam marries into Y/N’s family he naively believes she’s a little princess incapable of putting a step wrong. But once he comes face to face with evidence that proves she’s far from angelic which also implicates his own brother in her misdeeds, Sam finds himself battling against his own moral judgement.

Characters: Step Dad!Sam x Step Daughter!Reader, Uncle!Dean x Niece!Reader.

Words: 2817.

Warnings: stepfather/stepdaughter relationship, oral sex (male and female receiving), sexting, rough sex, degradation, dirty talk, female masturbation, bratty!reader, cheesy double entendres, Dean’s filthy whore mouth, consensual amateur pornography, thigh riding, cockwarming, multiple orgasms, voyeurism, threesomes, face/throat fucking, overstimulation, dom/sub themes, Sammy being an absolute deviant, cream pies, sloppy seconds, cum eating, spit-roasting. Assume all tags will apply to every chapter and warnings may differ/alter as story progresses.

A/N: I didn’t know I’d be ending it at this chapter, but the way this has written itself, it’s come to a natural conclusion I’m really happy with. Thank you all so much for the support you have given me over the past thirteen weeks with this story, I don’t think it would’ve carried on for this long without it and I can’t wait to share my next idea with you. Betas: @negans-lucille-tblr and @mummybear but all the general bullshit is entirely mine. While likes are gold, feedback is golden. Masterlists/taglists can be found in my bio. Subscribe to Patreon and get access to fics two weeks before Tumblr for as little as $3.

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The first thing Sam notices when he arrives home is the smell of garlic, accompanied by the sound of Audrey’s light humming as she prepares dinner. He knows he should feel immeasurable guilt for what he just did, but what worries him more is the severe lack of it. His chest doesn’t feel heavy or constricted from the shame, but almost feels like a weight has been lifted. 

Sam slowly walks into the kitchen, flashing Audrey a small pensive smile as he places his keys down on the countertop and shrugs off his suit jacket, hanging it on the back of the chair. 

“Hey honey,” she acknowledges, wiping her hands on her apron as she glides over to him, pushing herself onto her tiptoes and gives him a soft kiss. 

Better hope she doesn’t notice the taste of her daughter’s cunt on your breath, Sam’s brain obscenely reminds him, prompting him to quickly clear his throat. “Smells good. Smoked Salmon?” he guesses.

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I’m going to hell for how much I enjoyed this series!! But totally worth it 🥵

Hey Neighbour

Summary: After coming across her attractive new neighbour, Y/N becomes infatuated and soon finds herself watching him whenever she can.

Characters: Dean x Reader.

Words: 1113.

Warnings: obsessive-borderline-stalker behaviour, implied smut, dub-con (if you really squint).

A/N: So this all came about on here because I have a ridiculously hot neighbour and it got suggested to me that I should y'know, turn it into a fic and because I can’t help myself, I did. I have embellished pretty much the entire story… disclaimer: none of this actually happened. Not beta’ed so all errors, spelling mistakes and general bullshit are entirely mine. While likes are gold, feedback is golden. Masterlists/taglists can be found in my bio. Subscribe to Patreon and get access to fics two weeks before Tumblr.

The first time you noticed him, it was completely by accident. You were mindlessly walking home from the local store and he was washing his Impala in the drive. Soap suds coated his t-shirt, the wetness of the fabric clinging to his chest, leaving nothing to the imagination. A cigarette dangled from his parted lips and occasionally he would stop to take a drag, pulling it from them between his middle finger and thumb before blowing out a puff of smoke.

You tried to act casual while you passed with your head down, a sudden heat knotting in your belly that didn’t dissipate until you reached your front door. You hesitated behind it for a little too long, watching him through the tiny window, worrying your bottom lip between your teeth as your mind wandered before the sound of your cell ringing snapped you out of your rapidly arousing trance.

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Um @ne-gans I need more woman!!!

Someone You Loved

Summary: Y/N knows she’s the reason why she and Dean split but it doesn’t stop the pain from hurting any less.

Characters: Dean x Reader.

Words: 1887.

Warnings: alcohol addiction, mention of suicide, heartbreak, angst, some tiny fluff.

Beta: @princessmisery666

A/N: Rewrite from an old fic in another fandom and brought back to life with some inspiration from “Someone You Loved” by Lewis Capaldi. Beta’d but all the general bullshit is entirely mine. While likes are gold, feedback is golden. Masterlists can be found in my bio.

No matter how much time had passed or days spent convincing yourself you had moved on, there was still a part deep inside your heart that discoloured with every mention of his name until it finally withered away and died. You relived the day he left over and over again on a continuous loop, each painstaking moment playing out like a macabre silent movie. You hadn’t protested when he packed his bags. You hadn’t clutched desperately at his hand, begging him to stay. You hadn’t wept as you watched him leave. You hadn’t done much of anything. You stood there numb. A mass of emptiness - vast and absolute before plunging into a pit of despair so everlasting that all you could see, no matter where you looked, was darkness. 

Dean Winchester had taken your light.

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Love me some angst and this is amazing.

I still need part 2 woman!! @ne-gans

The X to His Y

Summary: “You lose yourself in the memory of the first time the two of you gave into your taboo desires, remembering that even after all these years, just the mere mention of Shreveport, Louisiana has you blushing to the tips of your toes.” Prequel to DNA.

Characters: Dean x Sister!Reader.

Words: 4390.

Warnings: incest, sister!wincest, slight choking, rough sex.

A/N: “DNA” was meant to be a one-off but after getting some pretty spectacular feedback (you know who you are!) - and a way to continue the the story - this idea was born. I didn’t expect to write such a lengthy one but when I get carried away… shit like this happens. I will not be held responsible for anyone’s morbid curiosities and I won’t tolerate hate. Not beta’ed so all errors, spelling mistakes and general bullshit are entirely mine. While likes are gold, feedback is golden.

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Dean’s lips are hot over yours, tongue licking into your mouth sporadically followed by a mass of deep moans rumbling up from his chest. You can still taste yourself on him, perfectly combined with the slight woody tang of whiskey on his breath. It’s an intoxicating combination. He bottoms out, the head of his cock pushed firm against your cervix causing you to scream his name. 

The headboard begins to rattle in time with Dean’s gradually building thrusts, each knock of wood against brick sure to wake the occupants of the room next door. You don’t care. You want them to hear every breathy cry, every whimper that tumbles from your lips as Dean’s skin slaps loudly against the backs of your thighs. You want them to know you’re getting fucked. You want them to know nobody can fuck you quite like your brother can.

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Game On

Title: Game On

Pairing: Demon!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1905

Square Filled: Demon!Dean

Summary: After getting caught by the one Demon you were trying to catch; you find yourself in a bit of a bind. Threatening your pride, Dean suckers you into a little game, and with sheer stubbornness, you accept, and its game on from there!

Warnings: SMUT (18+ ONLY), Oral Sex (Female Receiving), Light Bondage, Demon!Dean, Explicit Language, and Implied Sex.

Written for: @spndeanbingo​

Disclaimer: Gif not mine

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Demon Dean and handcuffs yes please 😘