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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