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Alpha!Sam Winchester x omega!plus size reader

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Sam reunites with his first love from before he presented and is faced with the most important decision of his life

A/N: True mates can sense each other’s presence but their rut/heat will only start after their first kiss

Warnings: a/b/o dynamics, knotting, claiming, smut, fluff, angst, John Winchester is an asshole, true mates, Bobby is alive, Sam POV, swearing, true mates, mentions of death and torture, breeding kink, pregnant reader, pregnancy, abusive parents (John), use of slurs like pussy and slut, consent kink (the best kink), unprotected sex (don’t be a fool, wrap your tool)

WC: 6.0k

Minors DNI

Sam Winchester has always been a romantic. He wasn’t really one for hookups or one night stands like his brother. He wanted to find his soul mate, his other half, his omega. For a long time, believed that Jess was his. He wanted to claim her but then she died. And as horrible it was to say out loud, or even think about, he didn’t feel his soul tear like other people have who have lost their mates, claimed or not. So somewhere out there was his perfect one. 

Broken Petals

Season One

Sam x Jess, Reader

599 Words

Warnings: SADS. FEELS. 

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Sam placed the cheap bouquet down on Jess’ grave, the petals nearly wilting as they touched the damp ground. The dirt was settling but no grass yet grew; it was all still fresh, new, she haunted him still. 

His knee sunk into the earth, khakis staining with mud, but he didn’t care. He traced her name again and again with his eyes, carving the letters into the stone and his memory. Going off with Dean to find their father, finally hunting the thing that had killed his mother and Jess- it wasn’t exactly going to be easy, and this might be the last time he’d visit her grave. 

Y/N watched from a few graves away, mindful not to step on anyone’s heads. She kept to the green aisles between the markers, sneakers squeaking in the wet grass. He’d asked her to come with him, but not to come near, and she kept a good distance, far enough not to disturb him, but close enough should he call. 

Sam’s head dropped and his fingers reached out, tucking into the carvings on the stone. He always found it funny that she had the same birthday as his brother, and now, the same date of death as his mother. In the back of his mind, he knew there must be something to all that, logic said coincidences didn’t really exist, but he couldn’t think past the last time he saw her. She was so beautiful, so happy, so warm. She brought out something in him that he had never felt before, and he feared, never would again. 

His own voice startled him; a deep sob crept up from the depths of his soul and spilled out into the stormy afternoon.

Y/N was at his side in an instant. “Sam?” 

He brushed away the tears quickly and stood, hardening his face before she could see the true pain. “Ready?” he asked, turning to look for the car but eyes sweeping over her head. 

“Yeah, but-”

Sam started to walk away, brushing past her, but Y/N stopped him. “Sam. Wait.” 

He held his breath and looked down, wondering what she could possibly say to make anything alright. He barely knew her, she couldn’t fix him, couldn’t fix anything. His jaw clenched as he waited, prepared to brush off anything she had to say. 

Y/N said nothing. She reached up and around him, pulling Sam down to her and into a tight hug. His chin rested on her shoulder and he shook in her arms, unsure of what to do. No one had hugged him in so long, not like this, not when he needed it so badly. 

“I got you.” That’s all she said, that’s all she needed to say. No placations or empty promises, just letting him know that she was there with him, no matter what. 

His arms rose and wrapped around her, hugging her back. Sam buried his face in the crook of her neck and cried, hot tears coming fast and strong, soaking into her shirt. 

They stayed like that for too long and the rain began to fall again, misting around them like cloud kisses until the heavens decided to open up fully. 

“You’re gonna be OK, Sam,” she said, finally letting him go. 

He smiled. Not happy, but not politely, either. It was real. He wasn’t sure what it meant, but it felt right. “Thanks.” 

They walked back to the car, picking up speed as the raindrops became more aggressive. 

The flowers on Jess’ grave soaked into the ground, broken petals on settling earth.  

Pairing: Piercer!Dean x Reader

Summary: Much to her boyfriend’s dismay, Y/N makes a spur of the moment decision to get her nipples pierced; something she had wanted to do for a while. But what happens when the piercer is Dean Winchester? The very same green eyed bad boy whom she had a teeny tiny crush on in high school?

Warnings: Tension, pining, feelings, sexy Dean with tattoos and piercings, unprotected sex, semi-public setting, the room probably needs to be wiped down, comeplay, dirty talk, possessive Dean

WC: 5,673

Beta’d by the amazing @winchest09​ <3

A/N: This was an idea that’s been on my list for forever. Have piercer!Dean because why not?

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“Oh, come on, you must be kidding me!” Emmanuel trails after Y/N. How she has not been able to shake him off yet, after having to take two trains to get where she is now is a mystery to her. He’s hot on her heels, trying to grab her attention by reaching out and wrapping his clammy fingers around her wrist. 

She whips around before shaking her arm, effectively ridding herself of his touch. Her face pulls into a scowl, and then she grits her teeth when she spits, “What I do with my body is none of your business. You’re not my keeper!”

“And who’s fault is that?” He spreads his arms, indignant. “It’s because you are too scared to be in a real relationship!”

SUMMARY: y/n is eagle 1, harry is been there done that, peter is currently doing that, felicia is it happened once in a dream, and cindy is eagle 2

Word Count: 26k

Warnings: okay listen there’s some death in this chapter. and a lot of violence. it gets dark. some real murdery stuff. 

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“Go on back to him. If you really miss his touch I won’t try to stop you. I love you too much. I’ll try to act brave and hold my head high. But you better go on back to him. I don’t want you to see me cry. Go on back to him. I know he’s waiting for you. I won’t try to hold you. Tell me what good would it do. I’ll just smile, least I’ll try. But you better go on back to him. I don’t want you to see me cry. Don’t stand there sayin’ you’re sorry. Baby, we’ve just made a mistake. Now keep your ring.” - Solomon Burke

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“You’re leaving,” Peter said, coming down the stairs of the Sanctum as you stood at the door.

You bunched up your dress in your arms and nodded, yawning, “Just waiting on Stephen whenever he’s ready. He’ll take me back.”

Marlie always out here with the update when I need it the most. This chapter was so beautiful and you were right I did end up falling in love with **redacted** and then you killed them off I’m so sad but so happy that they seemed to have found peace and forgiveness

The sky caught fire. The seas flooded cities. All governments collapsed in one fell swoop. The air itself grew near impossible to breathe, poisonous and thick. Overnight, the world was burnt to ashes, and most of its population with it. There are but a few survivors. You end up stranded in a wasteland, pathetic shadow of the former, vibrant world. Your friends and family are gone. You’re on your own. You stumble upon an isolated compound with three people in it, three people who survived the same horror you did.

Which 3 characters would you want to be stuck with in this isolated compound?

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Summary: When Sam’s fiancé finds an old toy of his, she discovers a new side to her Dom. A.K.A.: Sam is a bratty puppy.

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