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.

in which i post my favorite imagines from tumblr and some of my own

Andrea Sanders, legendary hunter, is the kind of legend that only the brave and stupid dare to whisper about at night. After ditching the foster system at sixteen, she follows her father's footsteps into the only life she's ever known: hunting down monsters like herself. Now, ten years later, the world is ending and she's charged with protecting the idiots that started the apocalypse in the first place. It won't be long before Andy realizes it's a lot easier to handle broken bones than broken hearts. Loss, love, and sacrifice stalk her from the shadows as she tries to save the world with two plaid wearing knuckleheads, or go down swinging. ||enjoy and please comment feedback! This is during season 5 and is a DeanxOC fanfic. Supernatural creators own basically everything, but Andy is mine, as well as some other select characters. #1 Dean Winchester x OC 07/19/2022 #1 Bobby Singer 01/11/2022 #1 Lullaby 03/28/2022 #2 Jensen Ackles 03/22/2021 #6 Castiel 06/06/2022 #9 Sam Winchester 04/06/2022 #2 Dean Winchester 07/19/2022 #5 Supernatural 07/19/2022

"J u s t 'c a u s e y o u l o v e s o m e o n e d o e s n 't m e a n y o u s h o u l d s t i c k a r o u n d a n d s c r e w u p t h e i r l i f e." D E A N · W I N C H E S T E R Set in Season 9 Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters. I only own Ashleigh (Ash) Kimbrell and her storyline. All rights for Supernatural and its characters go to Eric Kripke.

99% Dean Winchester imagines❤️

Names on a list with a price were all they were. Humanity was pushed out of importance; the lure of money lingering overhead. The weaponry increased in Beacon Hills, and so did the body count. Mystery creatures and newly bitten ones aren't making it easier and neither is hidden history coming up to the surface. It's a supernatural deadpool, and you better pray you're not on it. \\ Season 4 \\

It's the middle of November when Lillian Stager moves back to Beacon Hills; the crisp autumn air stirring a strange strength deep in her chest. After a near-deadly mishap involving a jet-black Camero, Lillian meets Derek Hale. As a tight bond builds between the two, the tranquility is totalled by a murder and the revelation of more than a few secrets. Derek and Lillian are forced to face that staying together becomes a challenge when you don't know who to trust. ••• Starts before season one, loosely follows it and continues after that.

A LLOYD HANSEN STORY - This will contain GRAPHIC SMUT and other possibly triggering stuff, so if you have triggers, I'd avoid. Rebecca married the love of her life, Lloyd. Expecting to live out her happily ever after with him. But what she didn't marry were all of his secrets and enemies. Cover art by the very very insanely talented @randomagnes !

𝘈𝘳𝘪 𝘓𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯, The man who could not be caught. A man who knew the underbelly of the city like the back of his hand, slinking into the shadows and disappearing without a trace. Death as a person, the grim reaper to most. Ruthless, careful, calculating. He killed only to hide in the shadows. A myth to most. To most. •:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•☾☼☽•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:• 𝘈𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯, The woman who had to play the perfect part. A woman who played the role of perfect mafia princess, bending to please her fathers every wish. Even if that meant giving up the chance of love. Sunshine personified, darkness within. Quiet, careful, compassionate. Speaking when only spoken to. The perfect girl, to all. To all. •:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•☾☼☽•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:• One night, both miscalculated their steps, and now it was hanging over them like meat in front of a hungry lion. And together, they have to take a step 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘪𝘰𝘯'𝘴 𝘋𝘦𝘯. Even if they don't want to. •:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•☾☼☽•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:• 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴： This is a story intended for an older audience. 18+ is advised, as it will have descriptions of sexual scenes, exploration of kinks, blood, alcohol consumption, drug use, small age gap relationship (22 and 30), etc. Your media consumption is up to you, read at your own risk.

Chris Evans agrees to be your fake boyfriend when you head to your family's annual Christmas holiday at a rented cabin in the mountains. You think you're pulling off the con until you're both faced with a few obstacles you weren't expecting, namely meddling relatives. Your family love him and you're starting to think you might, too. This holiday you'll learn there's more to the season of giving, and Chris, than you thought. This is entirely my version of a cliche Christmas movie and I regret nothing. Y/N = Your Name Y/F/N = Your Friend's Name **COMPLETED** (New updates are just me adding to awards I'm proud of)