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Note: This contains spoilers for A Heist With Markiplier! Do NOT proceed if you haven't watched any of the videos or haven't reached most of the endings yet! ......................................................................................................................................... “So, what did you all think of it?” Murmurs of agreement resonated throughout the room, though it soon evolved into noisy chatter as the Ipliers began discussing the events of A Heist With Markiplier. You could over hear some of them complain about how they didn’t get a part in it, but the rest had nothing but praises to give. But t

Summary: You find a trenchcoat among the boxes in the bunker. It was another day of searching through the many rooms of the bunker. Today’s room of choice was one that was dedicated to clothes for various disguises and alias’, along with the occasional box of casual clothing. “Why did they need so many ties?” Sam questioned. “This is literally the third box I’ve found stuffed with them." “I don’t know but I must say, I sure do admire their collection of sunglasses,” Dean replied as he slipped on a pair of reflective aviators.   “Hey, hey guys look,” you said as you pulled on

Dean shut the bedroom door behind him and faced Cas, his husband, with a warm smile. "Cas." Cas looked up from his book. A gentle smile made its way onto his face. He closed the book setting it aside. "Yes Dean?" (Y/N) is finally asleep." Silence lingered in the air as the two men stared at one another, permanent smiles on their faces. Dean went over to the bed, practically jumping, and forced his lips against his husbands. Cas let out a groan and smiled deeper into the kiss. Cas put a hand up to Dean"s chest. He tugged at the man's shirt. Dean grazed his lips gently. Two strong, calloused hands ran up his sides and pulled him closer. P

Prompt: Imagine Sam and Dean catching you and Adam asleep in the same bed. Pairing: Adam x male!reader Word count: 3033 (oops, I got slightly carried away with this!) Warnings: none, just some cuddly times with Adam and... well, cuddly times with Adam. *** You watched Adam when he was sleeping. You sat in the arm-chair in the corner of the room and kept an eye on him, just like Dean had ordered you to do. All of you - you, Dean, Sam and Bobby - had taken turns in watching him, making sure he wouldn’t try to run away again and go find the angels. Castiel had carved the Enochian sigil on his ribs to protect him, but you weren’t s

All laid quiet in Bobby's house. The boys were asleep with Sam's daughter, (y/n), sleeping in a room close by. Only five hours into sleep, a gasp and a scream was all Sam needed to run out of his room, gun in hand, to his precious little (y/n). Dean followed suit, grabbing a nearby baseball bat as a weapon. Once they arrived in her room, they spotted the six year-old cowering under the covers. "Daddy! Uncle Dean!!" Tears spilled from her eyes as she tumbled out of the bed and stumbled into her father's and uncle's arms. "What happened, sweetheart? " She shivered and sniffled, her breathing growing intensively quick. He handed the gun to D