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Just For A Little Bit..

Originally posted by 2nep1nk

“It’s true that we don’t know what we’ve got until we lose it, but it’s also true that we don’t know what we’ve been missing until it arrives”

Summary: That night was just suppose to be nothing but careless fun, but after drinking shot after shot that night was your first time having a one-night stand. What did you have to worry about? 99% of the time you never see the person you sleep with again… right? WRONG. What will happen when your past comes back to life to haunt you again?

Previous Parts:

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 //

Part 5 everyone~ 

More Parts:

Part 6 // Part 7 //



“I’m sorry! Happy?” You questioned and Bobby suddenly begins to laugh.

Again what’s so funny? You didn’t seem to crack any type of joke once so ever.

“It’s okay.. I mean there is nothing to apologize for.”

“Yes there is, I so rude back in the car and I just… I just wanted to avoid the topic of us every discussing our one night stand..” You blurted out truthfully.

Bobby looked up at you and smiled.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know that topic made your uncomf-”

You quickly cut Bobby off.

“It’s not that it makes me uncomfortable.. It’s just…”

“It’s just what?” Bobby asks looking at you and you sighed. Truth was… You were scared to talk to Bobby after that day. You were scared that he was probably going to look at you as a person with low standard. Someone who was easy.

Bobby was extremely attractive and it would be a shame to reject him but you had worries about him looking down on you, you thought it would be best to just dodge him.

“I mean.. We slept together and that was that… I mean there isn’t much to talk about I guess.” You mumbled and Bobby looks downs and says something that leaves you in complete shock.

“If you didn’t leave that day… Wouldn’t you think you would have been with me instead of Mino..”

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Heading Towards Trouble

Words: 7664
Sam x Reader (smut!)
Warnings: smutty smut smut, mild language
Requested by anonymous
A/N: Happy Friday, have some Sammy smut! *fans self* Phew, I need a drink after writing this one!

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Dean pounded his hand on the wobbly metal table, fist clenched against the sting of the needle. “Dammit! Are you almost done, Sam?”

”Almost,” he said. Dean let out an annoyed growl.

”You’re welcome by the way,” he said to Sam. Sam squinted as he put in the final stitch and pulled the last end of the gash in Dean’s arm together, knotting the surgical thread.

”Yeah, thanks for butting in when I had everything handled,” he threw back at his brother.

Dean had been about to argue but was cut off when Sam’s cell phone lit up and sent loud vibrations through the table. Sam snatched it and glanced at the incoming call. “It’s Bobby. Hey Bobby,” he answered.

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Let Me Save You ~Winchester Brothers~

Summary: About Sam’s death the first time around (End of Season 2). The Winchester’s sister decided to make the deal with the crossroad demon before Dean can. 

Warnings: None really.

Pairings: Sister!reader x Dean and Sam

You stared in horror at your eldest brother. The Dean you grew up with would’ve never laid a finger on you purposely. The shattered glass beneath your boots crunched as you flinched slightly. You knew he never meant to hit you, with the beer bottle, but it did. 

You winced in pain picking at the broken bits of glass in your upper arm. Your eyes flashed upwards. Bobby was staring in just as much bewilderment as you were. He had defensively stepped in front of you, shoving Dean back. 

Horror filled in Dean’s eyes just as much as did in yours, tears immediately filled his eyes and your heart broke. 

“I’m sorry” he whispered, standing back. Bobby turned slightly to check if you were okay and when you gave a brisk nod, Dean broke the silence again. 

“Bobby please just go.” he whispered and Bobby turned staring at Dean in confusion and worry, the closest person he has to a son. You swallowed heavily. Bobby was too good for you Winchesters and you knew that. 

“Call me if you need anything kids.” he declared, stalking out of the room, giving your shoulder a brief squeeze before leaving the room. 

“Thank you Bobby” you said as you heard the door clattered shut. Dean stepped towards you and out of instinct you took a step back. He was staring at you with tears in his eyes. 

“I’m so sorry Y/N” he whispered again. You shook your head, angry that he thought he was the only one hurting. 

“No, you listen to me!” you exclaimed as you stepped dangerously close to him. His eyes fixated on you. 

“I’ll be your punching bag. God knows I’ve been just that for the past 18 years of my life. Whenever your pissed, angry, upset or sad about something I cop the bad moods, and I have to deal with you thinking your the only one suffering because Sam and I are such a damn burden!” you blurted as his eyes filled with hurt. 

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Pairings: DeanxDaughter!Reader

Summary: (Y/N) is Dean’s nine year old daughter who stumbles upon a new friend at Papa Bobby’s house.

Words: 1634

Warnings: fluff. Series spoilers (this starts in season 5)

A/N: A cat litter commercial and my friend’s constant kid talk gave me this idea. Sorry it’s been a while.

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The sun shines brightly on you as you wander the automobile graveyard while your grandfather sits on the back porch, a phone to his ear as he reads from an ancient book as he reports his findings to your father and uncle.

You continue to wander the grounds, drawing patterns in the gravel paths with a large stick while you hum your current favorite song. Being the nine year old daughter of a hunter isn’t easy and in your opinion having friends is just a waste of time. Your father, Dean, tries his best, keeping you at grandpa Singer’s during the school year while him and his brother go off and fight the bad but he tries so hard to come and see you every chance he has.

You don’t mind it, because when summer rolls around your father picks you up and takes you on a road trip with uncle Sammy. You also don’t mind when they have to drop you off at the nearest safe house, motel, whatever, that will shelter you when they have to take out a monster they run into. You don’t care at all, but it’s not like you have a second option if you did.

You sigh, bending down to examine a glittering rock you’ve stumbled upon. The small while rock holds your attention for a while, you imagine it was some magical item until the bushes in front of you rustle. You drop the rock, falling to your hands and knees as you cautiously approach the bush. You gently pull some branches to the side, revealing a small kitten stumbling amongst the dirt. The kitten’s covered in orange fur, aside from the small patch missing from her front left paw. You tilt your head, realizing the patch of fur missing is a burn mark in the shape of a lowercase letter t with a small dot just above the top. The kitten’s large blue eyes meet yours, a sadness and fear so deep behind the swirling shades of blue that your heart shatters at the sight and all you can think about is picking up the kitten and never letting it down.

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Acting (Bob Morley x Reader)

Request: I just saw that you write for the actors so could I request an imagine where the reader is an actor on the show as well and her & bob Morley are super in love/best friends and everyone knows/sees it but them. thank you! Xx

Originally posted by helenkomskaikru

Living in the real world was hard. That’s why you always appreciate The 100, you were so thankful you had a role on the show. Acting has been your passion since you were young and not only does this show give you amazing opportunities, it let you meet Bob Morley. Watching him shoot his scene from afar, you admire the way his curly hair fell over his face. 

“Staring at Bobby again?” Marie states, standing next to your seat, “What is that like the 100th time this week?“ 

 "Shut up.” You smile, pushing her arm gently, “I’m trying to get into character." 

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Back to the Future: Part 11

Pairing: Castiel x reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: ANGST. ANGST. ANGST. pregnancy, injuries, blood, brief mention of possible loss of pregnancy, violence. damn yall I am the worst

A/N: I actually had no intentions of this part coming out so angsty. bear with me, yall. we’re gonna get through this!

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Lailah released her grip on you and you fell to the floor, landing on your arm with a sickening crack. Lucky for you, the lack of oxygen had caused you to go unconscious before you hit the pavement.

“Y/N!” Castiel cried, terrified that you were gone.

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What Do YOU Want? Pt. 11

A Kwon Jiyong series ft. Kim Jiwon

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word count: 3,200+

Summary: The most important person in the world to you can appear most often when you least expect it. But through everything, you can’t forget about you and your own happiness. Who are you happy with? Who is the best for you?

Part 1Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

(A/N: Ok this part is super super super emotional so prepare yourselves accordingly!! As always, I hope you guys enjoy!)

Originally posted by xchemicalmonster

You stared back at Bobby as your lips parted slightly in shock. Out of every possible explanation for his recoiling from your near act of intimacy, his response had been nowhere on your list. Your mind raced while the two of you worked to get a grip on your breathing once again.

“W-What?” You stuttered despite your best efforts.

“You still love him.” He repeated the statement as you closed your eyes, nearly flinching as the first impact still hadn’t fully dissipated.

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Just For A Little Bit..

Originally posted by 2nep1nk

“It’s true that we don’t know what we’ve got until we lose it, but it’s also true that we don’t know what we’ve been missing until it arrives”

Summary: That night was just suppose to be nothing but careless fun, but after drinking shot after shot that night was your first time having a one-night stand. What did you have to worry about? 99% of the time you never see the person you sleep with again… right? WRONG. What will happen when your past comes back to life to haunt you again?

Previous Parts:

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 //

Part 6 everyone~ 

More Parts:

Part 7 //



You walked out of your bedroom and tipped toe your way to the living room to find Bobby still asleep. You quietly tried to walk over to the coffee table in the middle of the living room. As you made your way there you reached down for your phone till the next thing you know you being the klutz that you are, you tripped over Bobby’s sneakers and you fell right on top of Bobby. SHIT!

You tried to slowly pick yourself off of Bobby without waking him up, but the next thing you know you see him staring right at you. Suddenly the memory of Bobby kissing you last night began to replay in your mind and you instantly froze staring right back at him.

 “Y/N I-”

 You looked to your right and there you see Mino standing there staring at the two of you. You quickly got off of Bobby and stared at Mino.

 “What’s going on?” Mino asks looking angry and you felt your heart beating out of your chest.


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Hell (Chapter Two: What will we do without her?)

Summary: Y/n Singer, after selling his soul to save Sam’s life, has accepted her destiny (or maybe not?). But her family doesn’t.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader (not yet, but soon)

Word Count: 3K (approximately)

Warnings: Angst.

A/N: So here I am with the second chapter! Did you like the first? Yes? No? Let me know. For now, I hope you like this!

Hell (Chapter One: Fair Exchange)

Three months.

Three months have passed since Sam came back. And I only have nine.
The motel we’ve stayed in is in a desert place. Bobby, my father, found a case somewhere in Nebraska. From the information he has given us, this is definitely some demons.
Our job was to prevent the doors of Hell opening. We failed. We managed to close them, but it was too late; enough demons had already emerged to create even more chaos in the world. The only positive thing is that Dean and Sam had their revenge. Thanks to Colt (the gun that can kill any supernatural creature), they have finally made out the demon that had killed their mother, Azazel.
I roll into bed. I look at the alarm on the bedside table: three o'clock in the morning. I don’t feel tired, and lately I don’t even sleep. Perhaps, knowing the exact day of your own death has this effect. Beside me there is Sam, who deeply sleeping belly up. The lesser of Winchester didn’t take long to discover why he wasn’t dead; since Dean told him, Sam spends all day on the books, to find the solution to my “problem.”
The same thing my father does, after having repeated a few times that I’m an idiot.
I get up from the bed calmly, trying not to wake up Sam, I go over the other bed where there is Dean lying belly down, who sleeps beatily. I look at both of them, and then I go out.
The air is dull, and fortunately I’m not dressed very heavy. I ride somewhere between the cars parked, and when I see the Impala, I sit on the hood. Lately I often do it, sit down and look at the sky.
I’m strangely passionate about the stars; there are so many in the universe, and some of them are already dead, but we still see them still in the night sky. This is how I feel: a star already dead, but for others still shines. But a dead star remains dead, it doesn’t return to life.
“Try not to scratch her.”
I look down and meet Dean’s face. His green eyes look at me carefully, while I still think of his voice. God, I hope I will not forget it when I’m down there; it might be the only thing that will keep me.. myself.
"Why are you awake?” I say with nonchalance; three months now I try not to show my feelings. I don’t want them to worry more than they already do.
“Why are you awake?”
“I didn’t sleep.”
“Me neither.”
“But if you slept like a jumble!”
Dean doesn’t answer, and looks up to the sky, surrendering.
“I heard you go out, and I wanted to see if…”
“..I was fine. Yes, they are three months that you repeatedly asked me.”
He approaches the car and leans back against the passenger door.
“Sam and Bobby will continue to look for something, do you know?”
“True, but they will not find anything.”
“You can’t know.”
His voice has changed, now it is more serious, more.. angry?
I know for sure they will not find anything, the demons are not so stupid. I try in every way to accept what will happen to me, while they do nothing but believe false hopes.
“You know what? Let them seek well; I gave up when the demon disappeared from that crossroad. And frankly, I don’t care. For me the important thing was that Sam was fine. The rest doesn’t matter.”
Suddenly, I feel pulled to the legs, and opening my eyes, I find Dean’s eyes on mine. He’s so close to me. Too much. With his hands clenching my knees, and I believe that my breath is getting more and more absent.
“So your life counts nothing?”
I look at him in his perfectly green eyes, and his jaw covered with a light beard. And his lips, which I can’t take from my head.
Don’t react. No emotions.
“At this point, no. Don’t you think?”

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