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So like that says this is a continuation. It's continued from @JaredRossCollins 's account... Dean grew up as a girl, but it all felt so wrong. The hair wasn't his thing, nor was the fleshy mounds all the boys seemed to be obsessed with. He hated having them so much. Between his legs felt so empty, too. Mary told him he was a perfect little girl when he wore the pink dresses and little bows, but he felt awkward with what Mary put him in. John, who wanted a son, was happy to let Dean wear boy's clothes and throw the baseball around. Sure, Sammy came four years later, and he loved Sammy, but Dean was older and easier to play boy games with until Sam got old enough. Mary was lost to them, much too soon, and the three left that home. Too many memories. Now, Dean is a senior in high school and that always means trouble.

Being a drug lord is hard. Being a drug lord, who is also a woman, is even harder. So many people take you as a joke or try to convince you that sex with them is better than getting paid. But it's better to fake flirt with them, have them wrapped around your finger before breaking their nose, beating then robbing them. My life isn't as hard as others, but when your a woman, power and money still means nothing to men. No matter how in control you are of everything, they'll try to find a way to take that power away so you'll have to depend on them. CEO's, judges, lawyers, other drug dealers, sorry excuses for men, and even cops. A particular cop has taken an interest in me. Something about him drives me wild, but scares me. Maybe I'll entertain him, just for a bit to keep the cops off my ass. What's the worse that could happen? Copyright © The Cop and The Submissive

My chest is rising and falling rapidly while my body moves closer and closer to hers. "If he had forced himself anymore on you. Or had done anything to you, I would have lost it. I would have killed that fucking bastard. And all because you can't listen to me. And no shit right now I even feel like spanking you, for making me lose control." Those last words even shock me, this isn't anything I have done before but she makes me want it. Her breath hitches and her legs seem to clench together. Holy shit! There's no holding back anymore, my body presses hard against hers pushing her full force against the back of the elevator. My hand reaches into her hair pulling it gently making her look up at me. "You fucking like that thought don't you?", watching her gulp hard looks so damn hot. "Answer me!" ~~~~ Dean Arlington has grown up in a wealthy family with a major business reaching out into all kinds of branches. Dean himself as CEO of Arlington Industries is in charge of several of these branches at the young age of only 24. 23 year old Kiara Summers has grown up in a completely different world and has always worked hard to get where she is today, to lead a better life than she is used to. Starting a new job in an important position during the day and being her real self in the evening, is supposed to be her way up. From the first moment Dean, who is used to having total control over everything, meets strong and feisty Kiara, a brewing storm is inevitable. Only a few words from her are enough to judge her and know he is going to hate her, while she doesn't even care who he is. She's not someone to be controlled which drives Dean insane. They couldn't be more different and yet the same. Both hiding their real selves, secrets and passion. Can they overcome fears, dark secrets and more? ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️Story contains mature language, erotic scenes, mature themes, traumatic situations!!!!!! Not suited age under 18!!!! Ranked 1# sexiness 23rd march 2021

Dean wasn't exactly sure how he'd ended up here. Three hours earlier, his evening had been perfectly ordinary. No bars, no walls, no furious angels, certainly no horny douchebags. Okay, maybe one horny douchebag. But that had been Dean himself, so that was fine. Yeah, so, it had been one of those evenings. When it was just too much, that feeling inside him, that nagging, longing, craving of something (someone) he didn't dare put a name to. It had been there for a very long time now, only getting stronger over the years the more Dean tried to push it down. And try to push it down, he did. Dean needed distraction. And he knew just where to find it. ~oOo~oOo~oOo~ Or our typical Dean drags Cas to a bar for distraction, gets jealous and things happen.

At the end of yet another successful hunt, Sam and Dean Winchester are gifted a very unexpected call for help from their beloved angel, Castiel. The job? Protecting a sketchy, wanted, highly trained, hunter on the run for their life. His instruction? "Keep them safe, and alive. No matter what the cost." Soon enough, the boys begin to unravel all the secrets, and lies. And everyone is forced to face the truth. After the acceptance settles in, a romance flourishes. But what arises after is a much larger truth. The WHOLE truth. If the boys are going to protect their new friend, and keep their word to Castiel... It would mean starting a war. • BOOK ONE / (A SPN Fan Fiction) • #1 in vanhelsing from 10/27/2020 to 2/15/2021 #1 in SPNfanfiction from 7/16/2022 to 7/22/2022 #1 in savingpeoplehuntingthings on 9/12/2022 #3 in spnfandom on 9/10/2022 to 9/15/2022 #1 in savingpeoplehuntingthings on 7/9/2024 to 7/10/2024 #2 in samanddean on 7/9/2024 to 7/11/2025 ***DISCLAIMER*** I do not own the characters created by the television show Supernatural, and other copyrighted characters -- only the ones I create myself. ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Mature content, violence, demons and spiritual/horror creatures, death, genocide, substance abuse, mental illnesses & personality disorder undertones, mature language, mentions of child neglect, mentions of psychological fear, use of combat & weapons, and very mature sexual content. (18+)

[ABANDONED] Angst. Fluff. Rainbows. AUs. Gay. Straight. Things that make you go "wat." Basically whatever the hell you want. Yes, there are requests gone undone. I really don't think you care that much anyways??? I only recently started writing fanfic again, and that is exceedingly sporadically. I don't write imagines anymore because it's not something I'm into reading anymore. I will keep this fic online because so many other people like it and because I'm sentimental, but pleas know that I will not be writing for it anymore. I have posted some things on other platforms recently that I will most likely be reposting here. *NO SMUT* Cover is mine I don't own the characters Not even you

Little spoilers to the 14th season (nothing major). Sorry for grammar mistakes, but English isn't my first language and this my first work. This whole fic was written at the beginning of December 2018. I had a lot on my head and then I lost my notebook where the story was written. Sorry to those who waited. After Dean had said yes to Michael and fighting with him to leave he had a lot of Time to think about everything. Yet all his thoughts lead him to Castiel. What will happen when Dean discovered his feelings to Angel? Does Cas feel this way towards Dean? Where will this lead? In later chapter smut (there will be a warning).

Dean Winchester is finally free and can finally live his own life. �������� his own story. And yet, he is nowhere near being happy. On the contrary, he is feeling worse than he has ever felt before. Learning that the one thing that Dean has dreamed about for years, the one thing that could make him truly happy, was always within reach for him - has left him more broken than he has ever been before. The moment he learned this, was both the happiest moment in his life. But also the most heartbreaking. Dean's one wish in life has always been to be loved back the way he loves his family. Being loved back the same way he has loved Castiel for the last decade. And now he can have that. He can have Cas. He only needs to save his angel first. * * * * * * Season 15 fix it fanfic (in which the cursed finale doesn't exist at all). [I do not own any of the main characters] words: 40k AN: Can also be found on ao3 under the same username: @/FirebreathingReader. (please excuse the shitty cover, I can't edit shit if my life depended on it, but please don't repost) (*English is not my first language, so I apologize for any typos*)

Imagine your life spun upside down and into a world that you didn't know existed. After being rescued by The Winchesters, you start a new life...living in the bunker with them and hunting with them. You find yourself needing to move on as you realize your feelings for the older Winchester is becoming too much for you. Do you try to bury the feelings and continue living in the bunker as a little sister to The Winchesters or do you find the courage to move on and forget you ever became one of The Winchesters? *This takes place after the series finale-except Dean is alive. ***Preview "What do you think about Dean? Are you like in love with him?" Sarah asked, tilting her head as she studied me. "I mean, you two are living together and sleeping together." I shake my head with a nervous laugh, "No, that's because I have nightmares from my kidnapping and I get scared. We aren't like actually sleeping together...you know, like sex.. no, no...that would be, well no." My over exaggerated defense does not go over well with Sarah. I know if I meet her gaze my cheeks will flare. "It wouldn't be so bad if you did. Just might want to do something before anyone else comes into the picture," my friend advised me. "And you are living together. You've been living with The Winchesters for several months now despite the fact that now you have a steady job at the university." "I guess it is time for me to find me a place of my own," I shrugged, staring mindlessly at the light brown liquid in my mug. I sip my coffee and take a look around the coffee shop. A couple sits in the far corner all cozied up. An elderly man and woman sit just a few tables away from me and Sarah. I longed for love like that, but it's not best for me to get into a relationship after all I've been through. I now know there is another world out there and the less people who know about it, the safer it is for everyone.

It was an ordinary night of studying when you get a call from your friend. She had met two devilishly handsome men at the bar and wanted you to come by. You had been approaching finals, you had been writing papers non stop and she wanted you to come take a break. Something about the night seemed off when you arrive. Was it because of exhaustion? This would be the night that forever changed your life. All the books and studying no longer mattered. Your life had evolved and so had you. I don't own characters, plot or anything directly related to the Supernatural show. This story is dedicated to a friend who has been asking me to make a Supernatural story for her. It's more of an AU story. I hope you enjoy this story. Comment, vote and let me know if you like it. :3 *my first supernatural fic. So hopefully it's not too shabby. I do not own the pic for the cover, nor do I know who to credit for it. If you don't like me using it, let me know.* Cover by @takemetotulsa thank you so much!