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Centuries past since Lucifer was cast out. It didn't help that Gabriel and Balthazar bailed out as well. You were never the same; a part of you was missing, and you couldn't take it anymore. Being in Heaven, what are the right words for it....simply sucked without your boys. No offense to Cas, he was your anchor, but nowadays he was all caught up in Dean Winchester. You rolled your eyes just thinking about the human. Since Cas was barely around anymore, you decided you would pack up and leave as well. Your plan was to grab the most important items to you, then leave and never look back. You walked around your bedroom, aimlessly grabbing st

The next morning, Dean was the first one to wake up, which was a little unusual since Sammy was the one who almost always woke first out of the little trio. He walked to stand by the bed where his brother and the angel slept. Sam was faced towards the middle of the bed with a hand stretched towards Azerxi. Azerxi on the other hand was sleeping in a splayed position on her back, her hair around her in a messy halo, arm limply draped on Sam’s outstretched one in a comical matter and the sheets around her were kicked off her legs. She looks cute. Dean thought with a slight smile. Then the room was flooded with the sound of fluttering win

You and the boys burst through the doors of the stingy motel, Dean immediately collapsing on the bed in pain while Sam just stands by the door staring at you. “Humpty Dumpty, come here, I need to patch you up.” You called, beckoning him with a slender finger as you grabbed the first-aid kit and started setting up the dinning table with supplies. Dean gave you a once over before hobbling over, clutching his injured side. This all started when you and the boys at the site of the abandoned house to take care of a Succubus who was seducing males throughout the town before killing them while they were stuck in their amorous fantasie

Full title: Guaranteed Valentine | John Winchester x Daughter!Reader | xXx You sat in the front seat of the Impala, picking at your worn cutoffs. You were the youngest of the Winchesters, and the only daughter. Sam had departed from the family long ago, declaring himself no longer a Winchester, thus leaving your family a desolate trio. But for the moment, you were entirely alone, the remaining male Winchesters off on their own. Your father was taking a well-deserved nap in the motel room, and Dean had walked to the nearest bar to deviously "console" women on that lonely Valentine's night. It was pretty disgusting, in your honest opinion. Yo