a/n: Now that I feel better, though still albeit exhausted, I’m now literally running, jumping, fucking skipping to get caught up because somehow October decided to actually speed run it’s own month like the hell???
Being with Dean Winchester was challenging at times, because no matter how much he trusts you or how good things really are, he’s always expecting the rug to be pulled out from under him. Even if sometimes he is the metaphorical rug.
Checkerboard** - (Soldier Boy x Reader) You’re not a supe. You’re breakable. Soldier Boy sometimes forgets that.
Love Actually** - (Soldier Boy x Reader) Ben gets in late on Christmas Eve with a Grinch-like attitude, but you’re determined to force some holiday cheer into his system.
Strong As Blood** - (Soldier Boy x Reader) After you accidentally break through a solid wood table, you know there’s something wrong with you. You begin to have your suspicions, but can you keep it from Ben long enough to find out?
(In other words: This is the story of how you and Ben discover that you’re pregnant.)
You’re a private investigator by trade, but now you happily sit at a desk — leading a surveillance team at Supe Affairs. After managing to end Homelander in New York, Soldier Boy escapes custody. You are recruited for the manhunt, joining Butcher’s team.
Truly, you joined the S.A. for the right reasons. But after you become his accidental hostage, Soldier Boy will break down every single one of them.
Summary: Soldier Boy is such a gentleman right? So respectful to women, especially you, the woman he considers the “hottest on the team”. When you tease him a little too much, he shows you how he really feels
Pairing: Soldier Boy x reader
Warnings: swearing, misogyny, Soldier Boy being Soldier Boy, choking, slapping, ownership dynamic, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), mention of blood
Word count: 2k
This was written for kinktober, using the space “objectification”
One word to describe Soldier Boy: Asshole. Hughie keeps telling you to cut him some slack because he’s from a “different day of age”, but not a single person in the universe at any time would agree the way he talks to you is okay. You tried to be patient, hoping he’d find another grandma to bang and he would get it out of his system, but alas, he has not. Today is one of those days where no matter what you do, Soldier Boy somehow turns it into some sly comment about you. First, it was comments about women being only good for making children, then it was women belonging to men.
Summary: Dean Winchester is the cocky, but well-respected Lieutenant at Firehouse 25. He leads by example, but he’s also known to break a few hearts. He’s starting to crave something he’s never had, though. Something stable. Something real.
That’s when he meets you, on a truly terrible day, trapped in a rickety old elevator.
AN: So I don’t know why it takes me exactly seven chapters to get to the smut, but so far that’s three different series where that’s happened. 😂 (Never Say Goodbye, Break Me Down, and now Smoke Eater. Go figure! 🤷🏽♀️)
Word Count: 6,200 Tags/Warnings: 18+ only! For smutty smut and baking shenanigans, tinge of angst.
Part 7: “Cherry Pie & Lemon Drizzle”
You liked Dean’s apartment. It was on the second floor out of three, and a modest, clean, comfortable space.
Though overall it felt very “dude bro” in décor. You supposed that made sense, considering it was just Sam and Dean living here.
And while you still hadn’t met Sam (he was working late tonight), it gave you a chance to do something you’d been very much looking forward to doing with Dean…
“Not for nothin’, this is probably one in three of the best things I’ve ever put in my mouth,” said Dean.
GAAAHHHHHHHH FINALLY! Ugh him sayin his favorite flavor was cherry I fuckin screamed dude! Also she’s just like me fr with the baking! (Perfectionist and all) he can have a second servin of my dessert anytime 😏
A/N: Hi all! I hope you all like this chapter. Personally, this is one of my favorites so far because I love Poppernak dearly but also I wanted to delve into the reader a bit more. This is unbeta’d so all mistakes are mine.
You cursed quietly when you stepped in dog shit yet again. You took a deep breath to center yourself, knowing there was nothing you could do and that you would have a good hour or two of cleaning every single tread on the sole of your shoes when you got home to make sure all of the fecal matter was gone. For now, grass and a piece of cardboard that Poppernak hopefully had in the back of his car that could double as a floor mat would have to do. You opened your eyes and surged forward…right into another pile of dogshit.
“Motherfuck,” you hissed as you felt the familiar squishy feeling under your foot and the smell predictably wafted up to assault your nose. This place was a goddamn minefield!
Summary: Being the only member of The Boys that Soldier Boy likes, you two have grown close throughout time. After getting hurt by Noir, Soldier Boy patches you up and you two have a deep heart to heart about your friendship
Pairing: Soldier boy x reader
Warnings: swearing, mentions of injury, smut, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), choking (consensual)
Word count: 2.6k
This was written for kinktober, using the space “katoptronophilia (mirrors)”
A/N: Sorry this is a tiny bit late, I wasn’t feeling too good and then when I did start to feel better, I got wayyy to into and wrote more than expected. Love you all!
summary: dean helps you up your flirting game, but there’s really only one set of eyes you want on you.
paring: dean winchester x female reader
rating: R for language
word count: 2.7k
warnings: language, implied sex/nudity, strands of hair falls on reader’s face
author’s note: you probably already know this but sideblogs (like this one) can now answer comments!! super excited about this update and fingers crossed the next one is for sending asks lol 🤞💞
music: showed me (how i fell in love with you) by madison beer — i was listening to this song and kept imagining dean, idk
SUMMARY : dean goes all the way to make this slumber party magical, especially for his kids.
PAIRING : dean winchester x fem!reader
CHARACTERS : bruce, wanda, and mavis again as OC children, sam winchester
WARNINGS : angst, fluff, swearing, lots of teasing from little kids, kissing
WORD COUNT : 1.2K
A/N : except the reader’s name is definitely not Ashley, it’s just a song by attack attack! that has nothing to do with this story, but it’s still a good song. i tried to copy WandaVision when I wrote this. that’s why one of the kids is named after her. and then I just liked Mavis when I was looking up random names online. I was in my feels, I actually don’t remember when I wrote this, lmao. enjoy!
Dean looked at Wanda and Mavis lovingly. Mavis adorably tried to put her colourful butterfly hair clips in his hair. It was longer now, so it wasn’t too hard, but he could tell that Mavis was trying to be gentle when the clips would snap shut between his locks of hair. Some butterfly clips were glittery, some were clear, others were simply different colours and she even had some in her own hair, in the pigtails Dean did an amazing job on.
Wanda giggled as she traced Dean’s lips with some of Y/N’ lip tint, careful not to overstrain his mouth or spill some of it on his and Y/N’ bed. Wanda carefully closed the bottle and grabbed some eyeshadow Y/N bought for them to play around with.
Summary: Soldier boy has always intrigued you, but nevertheless annoyed you. When he finds your laptop, specifically your porn folder, he learns a little bit more about you and is intrigued. He makes you many offers, some more interesting than others.
Pairing: Soldier Boy x reader
Warnings: swearing, Butcher, Soldier Boy (they both need warnings), finger, fisting, smut
Word count: 2.7k
This was written for kinktober, using the space “fisting”
A/n: Thank you everyone for being super patient with me over the last few days. I officially have a diagnosis with what’s going on and am on medications so I can start healing. Writing has been boosting my mood so thank you for all the love and support. The fic that is supposed to be posted today will come a bit later so here’s the one from the 13th. I saw the new requests and they are on the schedule. Love you all so so so much!
Summary: America’s golden son can’t keep his eyes off of you, almost like he wants to devour you whole…or something like that.
Note: Female reader, but no descriptors are used. This is kind of in the same universe as She’s Out To Please, She Pouts Her Best. I know generally men in the ‘40s, let alone Soldier Boy of all people, wouldn’t really consider going down on a woman, but it’s my fic and I get to decide he eats out. Do not interact if you’re under 18 or post thinspo/ED content.
Word count: 2k
Warnings: Period typical misogyny, power imbalance. Explicit sexual content involving masturbation and oral sex (f. receiving). Do not interact if you’re under 18.
“Which city are we going to next?” you asked, finally comfortable in the swanky hotel room in Chicago you were roomed in with three other girls from the troupe. Soldier Boy’s Sparkling Sweethearts. People came from miles around to show their patriotism–and get a look-see at the acts. If it weren’t Soldier Boy, it was you and the other Sweethearts. Something for everyone, really. Even in places like–
“Wichita.”
A collective groan filled the space, littered with makeup and dresses that’d inevitably shoved into suitcases in a hurry the moment of checkout. There were more important things to worry about than being organized.
OH?! HELLO THIS WAS SO GOOD! Cute and sexy!!!!! Jesus Christ! Will there be possibility a part 2 to this? Maybe a little mini series? I see something here!
Hello. I was wondering if you could write an imagine in the BMD-verse (been following it for a while now; love, love, love it, by the way!) where Ben cries?
Like something really bad happens in general or to the Reader, and he losses it? I mean, personally, I have never known this man to cry, and I would love to see you conjure up something that could possibly elicite that reaction from him.
But no pressure - will definitely understand if you don't want to write it!
Lol it’s okay, thank you for loving Break Me Down!! It’s one of my favorite story verses that I’ve been able to create on here. ❤️❤️
This request was difficult for me on multiple levels, but I think I was able to pull it off? (I’ll let you be the judge.) This is set in the BMD-verse, shortly after “Love Actually.”
Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x Reader
Word Count: 2,400 Tags/Warnings: Major angst, show-level violence, hurt/comfort, “twist” ending (you’ll want to read until the end, trust me).
Imagine: Ben loses you.
Ben restrained another sigh when he realized you were no longer walking next to him.
He turned and saw you stopping in another damn kiosk, this time looking at a selection of Pashmina scarves. As if you didn’t have enough clothes.
“We’re not here for a damn shopping spree,” he called after you.
He ignored the people who glanced at him as they walked past, a couple of them even shooting him an annoyed look.
One didn’t just stop in the middle of a busy sidewalk in New York City, but as with most societal protocols, Ben couldn’t really give a fuck.
THE HEART ATTACK YOU JUST GAVE ME MISSY!!! Damn near screamed in the lunch room the other day! It was saved by the dream storyline (which I’m fine with btw!)
navigating the depths of her relationship with dean has always been difficult; he is the definition of closed off. working through typical relationship issues is easy for the two of them, but it’s the most profound secrets that dean keeps locked away even from sam that drive them apart. still, even with the disagreements and frequent pleas for dean to let her into his mind, she stays, because she promised she would.
it’s difficult, though, to not poke and prod at the mind of her lover as he shifts from mortal to demon.
dean’s more violent — hedonistic, even — but he’s almost more open than her true lover is. as the two of them sit across from each other at the bunker’s table, drinks in hand, she can’t help but purse her lips at the thought of asking more.
