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Big Baby Booty - Dad!Dean x M!Toddler!Winchester!Reader
Inspired by myself telling my nephew he has a big baby booty....
Summary: You think it’s funny when you put your nappy-covered butt in Dean’s face Age: 2
Dean wakes up to something pressing against his face. He raises his hands to feel your small body.
“(Y/N).”
Small giggles escape from you as Dean sits up and settles you on his thighs, his back against the headboard of his bed.
You stand up on his thighs and bend over, your hands in between the space of his legs. Giggles fill the room.
“What are you doing, baby?” Dean asks, picking you up to be face-to-face with him, yourself being upside down.
“He doing the butt-face thing?”
Dean looks up to see Sam leaning against the door frame of his room.
Setting you up right and standing you in the space of his legs, “Woke up to it.”
You waddle towards your uncle to let him pick you up and onto his shoulders. “It is pretty funny.”
“Yeah, to the both of you.”
Sam sees you waddle into the library with a banana smashed in one of your chubby hands.
He looks at his sleeping brother slumped on the table.
An idea pops into his head.
He stands up to take you into his hands and places you on the table near your father.
Sam sits back down in his seat and motions for you to turn around.
You do and lean against your hands, your butt towards Dean.
“Da!”
He jolts up to have his face touch your nappy. He leans back in his seat, groaning as you and Sam laugh.
“Sam!”
“What did I do?”
“You convinced my son to put his big baby booty in my face.”
“I just placed him in front of you and he did that on his own.”
Looking at you still in the position, your butt still in the air, “You love putting your big baby booty in my face.” He grabs you and settles you in his lap.
You start to munch on the banana as him and Sam go back to researching.
Finishing on your snack, Dean cleans the remains off your hand to have you put your hands on the table and lean forward as if you’re reading the book in front of the both of you.
Dean gives Sam a deadpan look over your small body.
Sam chuckles at the sight in front of him.
“He gets his booty from you.”
Sunkissed Love - Dean x Reader
REQUESTER: @basiclush802
REQUESTED: Could you do a Dean x black reader when they begin to date and Dean has a son from a previous relationship and he has a lot of questions
A/n: basically 21 questions with a 7 year old
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Bobby John Winchester. Dean’s 7 year old son who looked like a splitting image between him and ex girlfriend before she passed away. His light green eyes bored into the woman across from him, he had noticed that she did not look similar to him nor his father. She wasn’t fair skinned, pale nor light in color. She was darker, instead her skin was more so like tree brake or like a chocolate bar. But she was his mother, she was all he’s known his growing up. She was his mother and him her son. But the kids at school had said something to him that made him question if she was his true mother. “She’s darker then you! She can’t be your mother,” they had said to young Bobby, now the young boy was questioning everything he’s every known. Was the woman truly his mother, surely she wouldn’t lie to him. He could ask her, after all she always told him there was no harm in asking questions, he was a curious growing boy after all.
“Ma -“ Bobby called out from across the table. “Are you really my mama?”
Dean had stopped eating his eggs and bacon, eyes wide at the words his son spoke. He never imagined Bobby would ask such a thing. Just as dean was about to scold him for being disrespectful the dark skinned woman raised her hand up to him silencing him.
“Bobby, what brought this on?”
“Brought what on?,” Bobby asked confusion written across his face.
“This question,” she calmly replies.
“Well…some kids in my class said that you couldn’t be my mama because you weren’t daddy’s and mine skin color.”
Dean and (y/n) exchange a look with one another. Dean’s expression telling he would be having a talk with whoever told his son such a thing and (y/n) reading one of understanding.
Bobby not knowing if he was in trouble glances downwards muttering out a small apology. (Y/n) having heard shakes her head side to side and gives the small boy a confronting smile. “Don’t be sorry baby, you was just asking a question.”
“Now bobby to answer your question; I may not be your biological mom, but I am your mama.” (Y/n) says.
“But -“
“But nothing baby, yes I am darker then you and your father but that doesn’t mean anything. Many parents have darker and lighter skinned babes. I remember my mama and pa having skin as dark as mine and yet they birthed my sister whom is lighter skinned like you hun,” (y/n) says.
“But that’s not a bad thing baby. I just have more melanin,” she adds.
“Melanin? What’s that mama?,” Bobby questions.
“Well hun; In humans, melanin production is important for the prevention of skin cancers, such as melanoma. This means that the skin becomes darker in most individuals when exposure to sunlight increases. Additionally, overgrowth of melanocytes can lead to the development of moles in the skin. In other words hun, dark pigmented people living in high sunlight environments are at an advantage due to the high amounts of melanin produced in their skin. The dark pigmentation protects from DNA damage and absorbs the right amounts of UV radiation needed by the body, as well as protects against folate depletion.”
“So that means your a dark pigmented person because of the sun?!”
Dean almost chokes. Shaking her head (y/n) leaned over the table and ruffled the boys wide dark blonde locks, “Something like that hun.”
“I want melanin to mama! I wanna be just like you!” Shouted young Bobby.
“No baby, you can’t.”
Bobby pouts, “Why not?!”
“Beause I love you just the way you are baby. You are beautiful in my eyes and I don’t want you to have to change to feel like your apart of me. There’s other ways you can be like mama without changing the color of your skin,” (y/n) says.
“Really how mama?”
“Simple, you could help me with the dishes or the laundry -“ little Bobby shakes his head from side to side in a rapid motion. “Never mind mama I don’t wanna be like you I wanna be like dad! All he does is eats burgers and drinks beer all day!”
SOULBOUND
a story by -episkey ( cover by -voidlegends )
You Tell Him You’re Pregnant
You fiddled with the pages of the book in front of you biting your lip. ‘Y/n’ Dean smiled as him and Sam walked in the motel door. ‘Hey’ You stood walking over to him. You pressed a kiss to his cheek before doing the same to Sam. ‘How was it? You get her?’ You asked. Sam nodded. ‘We got her’ You walked back to the table closing the book.
You were on a hunt in Nevada. A werewolf, the boys were just after coming back from ganking her right now. You had declined from going saying you were going to pass this one up. You knew how strong and aggressive werewolves were and you shouldn’t be thrown around the place, not in your condition.
Dean held up a beer. You shook your head sitting back down. He furrowed his eyebrows. ‘You feeling better?’ Sam asked ignoring his brother. Realization flashed across Dean’s face as he remembered you being sick this morning. ‘Yeah, yeah. I’m fine now, thanks’ You smiled at Sam and looked at Dean.
You had no idea how you were going to tell him, the two of you weren’t even together. You were just seeing each other when things got tough, when the two of you felt like it you jumped into bed together. It wasn’t anything serious. You remembered the night two months ago when you were both were drunk, it must have been that night. You both always made sure to take precautions every other time. You couldn’t remember if you had that night or not. The two of you hadn’t been together for the last month.
Dean sat down across from you. ‘You okay?’ He asked pulling you from your thoughts. ‘You’ve been acting off for the last few days’ He leaned forwards his elbows on the table. ‘Yep fine. I need a shower’ You stood walking over to your bag pulling a large shirt out of it before closing the bathroom door behind you.
After a long shower you walked back out into the room. ‘Where’s Sam?’ you asked Dean as he sat on the edge of the bed watching the TV, some stupid sit-com. ‘Gone out to get food’ You smiled before walking over to your bag again dropping your old clothes into it. ‘Good, I’m starving’ You grumbled as you stood stretching your back.
You jumped when you felt hands on your hips. Dean pulled you back into him. His chest pressed firmly against your back. He leaned forwards his lips grazing your skin of your neck. You sighed closing your eyes leaning into him. ‘We have time though’ He leaned forwards and sucked on your skin. You sighed and his hands moved to your torso pulling you back.
Your eyes snapped open and you pulled away. He grunted as you stumbled from his arms. You turned looking up at him. He watched you his eyes full of hurt. ‘I-we-I can’t’ You mumbled. Dean’s lips parted and he sighed. He raised his hand running it over his face. ‘That’s why you’ve been so off. You don’t want to do this’ He groaned. ‘Dean, no,no’ You stepped forwards grabbing his arm.
He looked down at you. ‘There-it’s not that’ You told him your voice quiet. ‘Then what is it? You’ve refused to hunt, refused to drink, you were sick this morning y-’ He froze his eyes wide. ‘You aren’t sick are you? Like badly? You’re okay right?’ He stepped forwards taking your face in his hands.
You frantically shook your head. ‘No, I’m not sick. I-I’m-’ You took in a deep breath. ‘I think you should sit down’ You put your hands on his chest pushing him back until he hit the bed. His knees buckled and he sat down on the bed. ‘Okay, please don’t freak out’ You breathed.
Dean reached out taking your hands in his. ‘You’re beginning to get freaky Y/n’ His tongue darted out from between his lips, it caught his bottom lip pulling it back into his mouth so he could hold it between his teeth. ‘I-’ Your mouth dried up. What if he didn’t want the baby? He had always made it clear he didn’t want to drag someone into this mess, he didn’t even want a partner why the hell would he want a kid? Maybe you should just tell him you were leaving? That was you wouldn’t have to bring him into this, or bring a kid into this either.
Dean squeezed your hands pulling you from your thoughts. ‘Y/n, you what?’ His voice pulled you from your thoughts again. You bit your lip your eyes tearing up a little. ‘I’m pregnant’ You choked out. Dean’s eyes widened. He stood quickly. ‘It’s yours’ You felt a tear break free and roll down your cheek. ‘A-are you sure?’ He breathed his body tense. You nodded. You watched him, watching every reaction he had as if he was going to blow within the next few seconds.
Then a large smile broke out on his face. It reached those beautiful green eyes causing the sides of them to crinkle. ‘You’re pregnant’ You seen his eyes water with unshed tears, happy tears. You felt all the tension leave your body at once. One of his hands let go of yours and came up to cover his beaming lips. His eyes trailed down your body landing on your stomach.
Then he looked back up at you. He dropped his hand from his face, pure joy was the only thing you could see. ‘Yeah? Really? The baby’s mine?’ You nodded. ‘Definitely yours, ours’ Dean reached out his hand grabbing the back of your neck. He pulled you to him. He let go of your hand and wrapped his other arm around you. ‘I’m gonna be a Dad, we’re having a kid’ He breathed as you wrapped your arms around him
It was a while before he let go of you. ‘You shouldn’t be standing for too long’ He turned you and made you sit on the edge of the bed. ‘How far along are you?’ He asked kneeling in front of you. You finally let a smile grace your face. He was happy, Dean was happy. He wanted this baby,He wanted this. The sparkle in his eyes told you that. ‘Probably two months’ You whispered. Dean nodded.
He reached out and place his hand on your stomach. ‘My baby’ Dean breathed his eyes on his hand. ‘I can’t believe it’ The smile on his face hadn’t faded since you had told him. ‘I’m gonna be a dad’ He looked up at you. You nodded tears filling your eyes, happy tears. You reached out caressing his cheek.
Both your heads snapped to the side when you heard the door open. Sam stopped in the doorway. ‘What’s up?’ He raised an eyebrow stepping inside tentatively. ‘I’m gonna be a Dad Sammy’ Dean laughed standing. ‘Me and Y/n are having a baby’ Sam’s jaw dropped open. ‘A-a baby? You two are-?’ He gestured between you two and you nodded remembering you hadn’t told Sam.
Dean nodded with a laugh. ‘Thought you knew Sammy’ Dean laughed. You stood as Dean walked over to his brother. ‘You’re gonna be an uncle Sam’ He stopped in front of him. Then Sam began to laugh. ‘I’m happy for you both man’ He reached out pulling Dean into a hug. You watched them as they hugged and laughed.
Dean pulled away from his brother and looked back at you. ‘I guess I should be congratulating you too’ Sam strode forwards pulling you into a hug. ‘Woah’ Dean shouted rushing forwards. Sam was pried off you. ‘Watch it, you can’t be as rough with her anymore’ Dean wrapped his arm around your shoulders. His other hand gently rested on your abdomen. You rolled your eyes but couldn’t fight the smile. ‘How about we eat then?’ Sam chuckled at his brother’s reaction.
Dean nodded guiding you to the table. Sam laid out the food in front of you. You watched the two boys as they began to eat and talked about the baby. This definitely wasn’t going to be as bad as you thought. The smile hadn’t left either of their faces since finding out. Dean reached out and took your hand. You smiled at him before picking up your own burger.
Dean’s hand pulled from yours and you felt it on your stomach rubbing soothing circles over your shirt. You looked to the side to find him smiling fondly down at his hand. In that moment one thought crossed your mind
Dean was going to be a good Dad.