A collection of Supernatural oneshots that'll leave you bruised, breathless, and maybe a little bit feral. From late-night motel confessions to backseat heat and everything in between. Dean's cocky smirks, Sam's quiet intensity-yeah, it's all here. Angst, fluff, smut, slow burns, fast burns... whatever poison you pick. You want soft? I got you. You want unholy? Baby, that's kind of the brand. 💥 Mostly reader-inserts 🔥 Smut, angst, emotional damage 👀 Dean x reader | Sam x reader (separate stories)

Niamh Lynch is used to surviving. She's the girl with fire in her blood, fists always clenched, and walls built so high no one dares to look over them - not even her twin brother, Joey. Between school fights, late shifts, and raising her younger siblings in a house ruled by silence and bruises, Niamh doesn't have time for softness. Or love. Or hope. She's burning herself out to keep everyone else warm. Then there's Gerard Gibson. Loud, ridiculous, golden-hearted Gibsie - the boy who makes people laugh without trying, who hides his own cracks behind chaos. He shouldn't see her. But he does. And worse, he stays. Even when Niamh gives him every reason not to. This is a story about broken kids from broken homes, about anger and tenderness, violence and healing. It's about finding light in the wreckage - not because you believe you deserve it, but because someone refuses to stop giving it to you. Niamh doesn't believe in love. But Gibsie never needed her to. ------------------------------- Gerard Gibson x fem!oc

Tadhg Lynch has never liked Niamh Gallagher-not in primary school when her life seemed perfect, and definitely not now at Tommen College. After his father's violent rampage tore his family apart, Niamh was one of the few who tried to be kind, but he lashed out, shutting her down. Years later, she's unrecognizable. Once warm, she's now the Ice Queen, untouchable and ruthless. Forced to be around her thanks to their best friends dating, Tadhg is thrown by her transformation. She's not the girl he resented, nor the one who pitied him-she's Frost, sharp-edged and cold. But beneath their bickering and hostility, something simmers. As tension builds, old wounds reopen, and neither can ignore the undeniable pull between them. Hate was easy. Wanting each other? That's dangerous.

He was so, so close, dangerously so. I couldn't bring myself to pull back, to break eye contact. I was entranced by him. He kept me there, locked in his intense gaze. His eyes burned with something I hadn't seen ever before. Or maybe I just hadn't noticed. "Penny for your thoughts, Si?" Dean's breath fanned my face, making me pull in a breath of my own. I needed to step back before I couldn't control myself. You. But I wouldn't tell him that. I couldn't. For one, his ego did not need it. Two, I was scared. I was terrified that this would go too far and it wouldn't work out. "Wouldn't you like to know?" The words slip past my lips faster than I can stop them. That seemed to happen around him. I couldn't control the things I say or do. Normally, I had the best self-control a person could hope for. But Dean...he was able to rip that to pieces with just one look, one word. Dean chuckles and my body warmed at the sound. He stepped closer. His body brushed mine now and I couldn't breathe. But the burn in my lungs felt nice. Dean looked at me for a few moments. I could see the wheels turning in his head. What was he thinking about? I desperately wanted to know. "Screw it." He muttered before leaning down and kissing me. ___ Saige Dawson was a longtime friend of the Winchesters, the eldest brother especially despite the fact she was two years younger than him. She'd always had a tiny crush on him, not that'd she's admit it. And definitely not to him. John would bring his sons to her father's farm where they'd spend a week or two every once in a while. Saige had grown up hunting and with the Winchesters. She'd opened up to Dean, shared all her secrets and spilled her entire life story. He did the same. So one day when he stops by for a visit and tells her that John was missing, Saige had to help. John was like a second father figure for her. She couldn't just leave him hanging. And she couldn't leave Dean hanging either. He needed her help. So she would help.

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A collection of oneshots, short stories and Dean x reader stories. Requests are welcome. Comments/votes are encouraged (and very much appreciated!) Possible Slow Updates.

Shows over but desire 👏 is 👏 not 👏👏👏 I feel like no one write spn one shots anymore so here I am 🫶

A compilation of Supernatural preferences and imagines. All written by me :)

One shots of the TV show Supernatural. Requests are open! WARNING⚠️: Includes SMUT, fluff and sad stuff. 16+ read at own risk (I'm just trying to not get this story deleted pls🙏🙏) Includes: Mostly Dean Sam Castiel Jack Maybe Gabriel Jensen Jared Misha