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Close Every Door, part two

Characters – Dean x Reader, Sam, Cas, Crowley

Summary – TFW tries to find answers after the reader is kidnapped; what they uncover will surprise them.

Word Count – 3,177

Warnings – Angst, Kidnapping, Torture (sometimes graphic)

A/N –  I’m incorporating two challenges into this part of the story.  @kittenofdoomage’s Classic Movie Challenge and @winchesterprincessbride’s 800 Follower Celebration.  My prompt for Rhi’s challenge was “I mean, funny, like I’m a clown? I amuse you?” from the movie Goodfellas.  My prompt from Jen’s challenge was the lyric “Well I’ve never prayed, but tonight I’m on my knees, yeah.” From The Verve, Bittersweet Symphony.  Thanks Rhi for doing your challenge, and congrats again to Jen for hitting 800 well-deserved followers!  You all should go follow both of these lovely ladies if you’re not already!

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Catch Up: Part One

Originally posted by suckmywinchester

Your name: submit What is this?


Five days.  It had been five days since the morning you had told them you were going on a supply run. They were now one hundred and twenty-six hours into what should have been a one-hour trip.  And they were no closer to finding out what had happened to you than they had been when they first realized something had gone very wrong. And it was killing him.


“Again,” he said calmly. 

You heard the hum of electricity and your entire body seized up so suddenly you couldn’t even scream. V signaled for Carl to cut the power, and you slumped back against the metal table, panting.  He leaned forward and pressed around the spot on your right shoulder where electrical tape was keeping the end of a frayed wire tightly to your skin.  Another wire was attached to your left ankle in the same manner.  Gently, his fingers peeled back the tape, revealing angry red and blistered skin around the site of the electrical burn.

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The Proposal

Title: The Proposal

Author: @jensen-jarpad

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 960

Warnings: None

A/N: This was written for Becka and Johanna’s Challenge ( @beckawinchester and @boredoutofmymindwriting ). My prompt song was Better Together by Us The Duo. Thanks for letting me in this challenge! Hope you like it.

Feedback is always appreciated! ❤


“That’s a wrap, everybody!” - Bob said.

Everybody cheered. Another season finished. You were all tired, it was already 2 AM when you finally finished the last scene, but everyone wanted to celebrate, so you got into the car with Jensen, Jared, Misha and Mark, and followed by other cars you searched for an open bar or something.

“Okay, okay… I wanna say a few things: 12 seasons! 13 years! We’re getting fucking old… but this is awesome and I love you guys. This is the best family ever!” - Jared said, raising his glass.

“Here’s to season 13! May the next year be as amazing as this one!” - Jensen raised his glass and everybody followed, cheering.

After a lot of drinks, laughs and memories, everybody went home. It was a great night!

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Christmas Special II: A kiss with BTS under the mistletoe

Ok guys, I’m not from an English-speaking country so in case this is not very accurate, I’m already sorry :* Just have fun with the idea, okay? :)

All gifs belong to their rightful owners=creators as always (see urls right under the gifs)~ Please support each other and BTS well!

I’ll dedicate this reaction to @shouldntliu as a birthday present °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

And thank you so much @nervouspizzaman and @ladynaly (why can’t I link you?^^) for you sweet feedback :) Frohen Weihnachten euch :*

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Jin: There might be some members who don’t know about this Christmas tradition (which honestly, you don’t have to know anything about, it’s fine if you don’t^^) but I think Jin might actually know it from movies etc. I can totally imagine Jin to trick you into standing under the mistletoe that you put up in the flat a few days ago and forgot all about later~

Jin: “_______? Can you come here for a second?”

You: “ Sure, what’s up?”

Jin: “Now you have to kiss me! Look! We’re right under the mistletoe kekeke [he’d be so satisfied with himself that you’d have to wait for him to calm down before you guys could even kiss^^]”

I’m such a rational person and I’m not even fangirling often but even I find myself daydreaming about kissing Jin I MEAN HAVE YOU LOOKED AT THOSE KISSABLE LIPS LORD HAVE MERCY

Originally posted by meganhyunhee

Suga: Omg I can totally see Yoongi constantly forgetting about the mistletoe so you’ll get many many more kisses than usually and it truly will be a happy season for you^^

You: “[starting to laugh]”

Yoongi: “[no clue] What? What is it?”

You: “We’re sitting under the mistletoe again!”

Yoongi: “Really? Really? [starts laughing as well] You have to make it bigger for oppa to see! Hang a whole branch next year or something. Seriously^^”

You: “Oppa, I want a kiss now!”

Yoongi: “[gives you a peck on the lips and mentally prepares for ten or so more because he will totally have forgotten all about the mistletoe again in an hour]”

Originally posted by lariz0rd

Rap Monster: Ahh omg standing under the mistletoe with Namjoon would be so awkward yet so cute. I’m actually taller than all BTS members but I can imagine it’d be so nice if he bend down to kiss you, he’s got that kind of physique that makes you feel really secure in his arms^^

You: “Oh! Oppa, look! We’re standing under the mistletoe!”

Namjoon: “[looks up to check] Oh, yes we do indeed! It’s so small, I wouldn’t have noticed without you~”

Namjoon: “Oppa…you know what comes next, don’t you?”

Namjoon: “Oh, I’ll kiss you, baby, don’t worry. I know about that~ [insert romantic kiss *-* with Namjoon, actually, that could turn into something more, like idk French kissing under the mistletoe or something of that sort^^]”

Originally posted by jimins-bootae

J-Hope: Hoseok is the type of boyfriend to steal the mistletoe from where you’ve placed it in the flat, then take it with him and secretly put it somewhere else when he wants to kiss you^^

Hoseok: “______-ah, look! It’s a mistletoe we’re standing under!”

You: “You’re right, it is! But…the pink ribbon and all…it looks so much like the one I made?”

Hoseok: “Err…I see no resemblance at all”

You: “Hobi! Did you take that from our flat? Just to make me kiss you? You’re so stupid, I can’t believe this^^ Come here and let’s get this over with~ [taking him into your arms to kiss him]”

Hoseok: “[a happy ray of sunshine^^] It worked!”

Originally posted by liveforeverneversaynever

Jimin: Jimin is such a good combination of someone who is needy and a total tease at the same time…I think you’d have to explain to Jimin why you put up a tiny piece of a tree with a ribbon on it in the flat, but as soon as he’d know what it was all about, he’d want to make out under it constantly^^ 

You: “Jimin, are sitting under the mistletoe on purpose again?”

Jimin: “No, uhm I…isn’t a man allowed to sit where he wants in his own four walls?”

You: “[teasing him a bit] Okay…then I guess you don’t want me to come over and kiss you…I’ll just go to the other room then”

Jimin: “[grabs your hand] No, no, let’s kiss! [insert hot make out session with kisseu instead of ppoppo if you know what I mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ]

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

V: One evening, you come home and see that the mistletoe you placed at the front door is gone, so you ask Taehyung whether he knows where it might be

You: “Tae, have you seen the mistletoe? Do you think the wind blew it away maybe? It’s gone and I can’t find it anywhere”

Taehyung: “[was happily munching on ramyun just two seconds ago] The mistletoe?”

You: “Yes, the little twig I put up a few days ago”

Taehyung: “[insert gif when the realization hits] Omg, I’m so sorry, ______! I found a twig on the doormat and I though it was just something that had been blown into the yard, so I threw it away. I’m so sorry!”

You: “Then you didn’t really listen to me when I told you about it?”

Taehyung: “I did, I did! I’ll make you a new one! Tell me how and I’ll replace it~ And I’ll give you double the amount of kisses you’d normally have gotten. And I’ll fasten it so well on the front door that it won’t come off again, promised~”

You: “Okay~ That’s very nice of you, thanks. Can I maybe get one of the extra kisses right now?”

Originally posted by taeswilly

Jungkook: I can imagine several different scenarios for Kookie but I’ll go with the one that I thought of first because it seems so natural :D I can so see Kookie touching the mistletoe and like, sniffing at it and shit, and playing with it, and carrying it around the house, and constantly shoving it in your face. Like when he played with that dead fish on the beach, it’s just Kookie^^ 

You: “Jungkook - are you sniffing at the mistletoe? Why?”

Jungkook: “[sniffs at it some more] It smells like forest!”

You: “Yeah, that’s because it is from a tree. Jungkook, I put up the mistletoe for us to make out, not for you to make out with a part of a tree”

Jungkook: “[gives you a chaste kiss as always when you get pouty]”

You: [let Kookie be weird in peace after you got your kiss because you love him and he makes you laugh so much~]

Originally posted by psychclone

Taking My Life Away Part 18

Originally posted by iwantcupcakes

Originally posted by mykissingstyle

Summary: Reader gets a job in a new city forcing her to leave her best friend behind. Or not. 

Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 1627

A/N: The next part will be the LAST part. Again, thank you everybody for reading and for all your kind feedback. Feedback is my favourite! Like before Italics are flashbacks. This part is kinda fluffy? Maybe like a smidge of angst. 

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Soulmates (Part 1)

Originally posted by soluscheese

A/N: Hey guys! So I decided to do a series, and I’m really excited because I’ve never done one on here, so I think it’ll be fun. My writing may be a little rusty, but thanks to Supernatural, I’m getting back into it and I’m falling in love with it all over again, so I appreciate feedback on this stuff. I really hope you enjoy this story so give it a like/reblog if you do and hit that follow button! 

Words: 1,222

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Boston General

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Part Five - Backseat Serenade

Master List

Pairing: Misha x Reader
Word Count: 1,540
Warnings: language, implied smut, medical stuff
A/N: Since I haven’t posted in a while you guys are getting part 5! No promises yet on when part 6 will be up. Title comes from Backseat Serenade by All Time Low. Also, italics are flashbacks. If you’d like to be tagged let me know! Hope you guys like it! Anyway, feedback for this is awesome! :)

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This is my first foray into fanfiction so any feedback would be really useful and appreciated.
Thanks to @bonnie-wee-swordsman and @takemeawaytocamelot for their beta skills and I hope you enjoy :)

Chapter 1 


                        ~Brianna~


Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ!


It was her first day of school and she was already running late. And that in Oxford of all places! Daddy had made it clear on more than one occasion what a privilege it was for her to be able to spend a semester studying here, just because he had always kept his connection with the history department. And today of all days, her first class - which was about to start in five minutes, she noticed with a glance at her watch - was  'Introduction to Historical Research’ with Dr. Linklater, Daddy’s special friend.

Oh god, Daddy will skin me alive if I make a bad impression!

And everything was Geillis’s fault. Brianna rummaged frantically through her satchel to find her notebook in which she had written down the timetable - and the room numbers. Ah, there it was! Room B 2.204. At least she was in the right wing of the building and on the right floor.

B 2.112, B 2.116, B 2.201 - it must be right around the corner! Exhaling with relief, Brianna put her notebook back and adjusted the hold of her bag before she dashed around the corner.

There was a split-second where she realized she was about to crash into someone, but it was too late to do anything about it. She tried to move aside, but her shoulder collided with his side and they were both thrown off balance.


Time seemed to stop for a moment and she could see the man stumble, the cup in his hand tilting to the side and a stream of coffee pouring down his shirt.


“Fuck!”

“Shit!”


“I’m sorry!”

“I’m so sorry!”


He plucked the soaked fabric away from his chest and flashed her an apologetic smile and she noticed with growing apprehension that he was ruggedly handsome in a charming way - his hair a bit dishevelled, the baird a trifle too long, but with expressive green eyes that shone with intelligence and a sparkle of mirth.


Great, Bree, a wonderful way to make a fool out of yourself in front of the most gorgeous man of the whole college.


“The first thing I noticed about English people is that they apologize for standing in your way if you bump into them,” she blurted because it was the first thing that came to her mind. “But I really am sorry about that!” she exclaimed hastily, not wanting to give the wrong impression.


“Ach, it’s no bother. I think I have a spare shirt in my office somewhere. You’re from the States?” he asked curiously.


Oh god, his office? Is he a professor?


“Ah, yes - it’s my first day actually,” she shrugged. “And I’m already late for Dr. Linklater’s class. I’m afraid it’s just not my day - and it doesn’t seem like yours, either.”


Awesome, just dig yourself in deepe
r.


“Well, that’s probably true,” he said with a rueful glance at his chest. “But Dr. Linklater’s class is just down the corridor on the right - ye can make it if ye hurry.”


“Thank you so much!”


“Ye’re welcome!” He gave her another dazzling smile. “Just one thing - I’m not an Englishman, I’m a Scot.” With that, he turned and headed down the floor. Brianna stood dazed for a moment, then she shook her head to clear it and hastened in the other direction.


Finally, she stood in front of the right room and knocked tentatively, then she opened the door and peered into the room.


“Ah, come in, come in! We were just about to start.” The voice belonged to a elderly, genial looking man who seemed a bit familiar - maybe Daddy had shown her a picture once? Either way, he couldn’t be anyone else than Dr. Linklater.


“I’m sorry for being late, but I had trouble finding the room,” she mumbled as she made her way to a free seat.


True enough, there had definitely been trouble involved.


“No bother, my dear, no bother at all,” he replied absent-mindedly, “where was I? Ah, right, for this class, the first half of the semester will be a lecture about the techniques of historical research and in the second half, you’ll be working on a research project on your own. Learning by doing is what they call it, eh?”


In the next hour, there were a few technicalities arranged, some general advice (and admonition) given about academic life and all kinds of more or less funny anecdotes shared.


When Dr. Linklater ended the class, Brianna tried to blend inconspicuously into the crowd that hurried toward the exit.


“Miss Randall?”

Shit.


“Would you mind staying for a moment longer?”


Daddy will be furious if he tells him I was late to my first class!


Brianna took a deep breath and forced herself to smile, then she turned back to face him.

“Of course not, Sir, I’m so sorry that I was late earlier!”


He waved dismissively.


“Oh, no no, that’s not at all what I wanted to talk to you about. It’s just that I promised your father that I would help you to settle in properly - but I’m working on a new project at the moment, a book about the Bonnie Prince and his flight from Culloden Moor … Anyway, what I wanted to ask you is if you would mind if I assigned a colleague of mine to be your guidance teacher? Mr. Wakefield is my research assistant and one of the youngest professors at the university - you’re surely able to relate to him much more than to an dusty old man like me.”


He smiled benignly and looked at her expectantly.


“Oh yes, sure, no problem - I mean I wouldn’t mind either way.” Brianna was just relieved that he wouldn’t tell daddy.


“Excellent, my dear, excellent, I will write down for you where you can find his office and you can just drop by and introduce yourself, alright?”


She smiled pleasantly and took the sheet of paper from him.


“Of course, it will be a pleasure.”


Never have I been so wrong in my life.

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#Continuation Chapter 1

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First of all I would love to thank you all for the amazing feedbacks and kind words! You guys are amazing, and it fires me up to keep on going in this fancomic (I already drafted RaphaelxReader so stay tuned 😉)

Anyway, here’s our sass master, SASSONARDO aka Leonardo. I got this amazing nickname from my wonderful pal @spiritual-speckled-kitty *winks at y'all*

A Difficult Decision

First of all, I just want to say how much I appreciate each and every one of my followers.  You guys are so amazing!  I’ve gotten nothing but love from you all since I started this blog.

With that being said, I wanted to let you know that I have decided to do away with the Tag List.  This was a really hard decision to make and I’ve been going back and forth about this for a few months now.  I’m posting four fics a week, and the tag list takes so long to do.  I wouldn’t consider doing this but I do have a Posting Schedule, I update the Masterlist almost daily, and I do Timezone Reblogs for all of my fics.  

27 Dresses is already in the queue with the tags, but the other three series will no longer have tags after tomorrow. Each of my current series has its own separate Masterlist with the dates that each new part will be posted.

Thank you all for understanding and I look forward your feedback!

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Last Call: Part II

hey guys! finally, fINALLY last call part ii is here! i took my time, but it paid off i promise. as always, it was so much fun. i swear, nothing brings me more joy than writing nessian. and finally, FINALLY I GOT TO WRITE NESSIAN FLUFF. as always a big thank you to @nightcourthighlordrhysand for proof reading and a nod to the Skype Court for helping me as well. you guys are the best! Hope you all enjoy! Feedback is always really truly appreciated.

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Cassian was looking at her with pure shock in his eyes, a hand buried in his shoulder length hair and the other in the pocket of the cargo pants he was wearing instead of the usual ripped jeans. He seemed livid, as if this surprise was almost too much for him, as if he’d had too many of them already in his life. But it was a hopeful look, like something good had just happened, like this was the best news.

Nesta’s own mind was reeling, wondering what the hell was going on. What was he doing here, and how did he know her sister?

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Heroes Don’t Always Wear Capes

Summary: Storms are scary enough as it is. But what’s scarier is waking up panicking in the middle of one.

Word Count: 1699

Warnings: fluff, a panic attack, feels, storms

Notes: It may be valentines day and although this fic isn’t exactly themed to match the holiday, it should be fluffy enough to suffice. It’s a little drabble fic I thought was cute to write when I couldn’t sleep, so I hope you all like it as well:)

This fic was edited by the hilarious and talented @doujinshidan; thanks Sage for dealing with my late night nonsense:P

As always, I love feedback more than I love myself, so ask away! And of course, enjoy:)

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One of These Nights (Part 6)

Summary: The leviathans make another appearance. Benny takes care of you, working through his vampirism to do so.

Pairing: Benny x Reader (eventual)

Word Count: 2,800

Warnings: language, blood, violence

A/N: thank you all so much for continuing to read this series and sending me feedback and appreciation. I’m really proud of this series and I think it’s some of my best work just in general. Benny is fun to work with. Love you guys!!!

Catch up on this series: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

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anonymous asked:

wow "i make him speak in spanish in my comic" you're a just such a hero. i feel so represented. thank you for speaking up for the barely represented cuban people by "making him speak spanish in your comics". have fun with your whitewashing.

Thank you for the lovely feedback! I wonder how much more I can represent Lance, I’m already planning to dress him up in T-shirts with the Cuban flag on them and have him salsa through all my comics.

Pride’s Worry

Pairing: Pride x Reader

Word Count: 574

Warnings: fluff

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy another Pride fic.  This is only my second one, so please forgive my lack of experience with Pride. I just love him so much! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! Don’t foget you can also submit Christmas drabble requests which is from THIS LIST!

After a tough case in which you were the main target, Pride was relieved that this case was over.  He was thankful that they caught the guy before he could get to you.  It came close, but it was finally over.

Pride looked down at his phone.  He called you three times already.  All three times, you didn’t answer.  He didn’t want to overreact, but it was you.  He cared deeply about you; he couldn’t bear the thought of losing you, not now.  He dialed your number once more.  Thirty seconds later, your voicemail picked up.  Pride hung up, grabbing his keys.

As he pulled up to your house, he took the keys out of the engine.  You car was in the driveway and the lights in the house were on.  He climbed out of his car after a few minutes.  He padded up to your door slowly, scanning his eyes over your property.  He looked for forced signs of entry, but didn’t see any.  He knocked on your door, impatiently waiting for you to answer your door.

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Iron Will (Part 9)

Tony x Reader

Summary – Tony Stark isn’t a man who takes no for an answer, even if his feelings for you complicate an already delicate situation.

Warnings – Sadly, no Tony in this part… lots of angst, though and one (?) curse word

Word Count – 1,484

Notes – This is the next to last part of this series.  I can’t believe that we’ve come to the end! I had only planned this to be a five part series, but of course, my imagination ran away with me and it doubled! The response for this fic has been so overwhelming!  To everyone that has stuck with me to the end, thank you so much!  As always, I appreciate all of your feedback and questions!

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Masterlist

Originally posted by livingstills


Previously:

The hallway was quiet for a moment after (Y/N) had left, neither man knowing just what to say.  Steve finally broke the silence.  “Oh, man, I definitely got that wrong.”  He let out a small chuckle.  “I should have known that she’d be the one to break your heart.”

“Shut up, Rogers,” Tony said halfheartedly as he walked back toward his room, the swagger in his step noticeably absent.



 

You’d finally caught up to Bucky as he stopped by the lake.  He had his back to you, but from the angle of his head, you knew he’d heard you approach.  You stood beside him as he stared out over the glassy surface of the lake, not sure what you were going to say.

“Why him?” he whispered after a moment.

You closed your eyes as the pain behind his words brought tears to your eyes.  “I never meant to hurt you, Bucky.”

“You didn’t answer my question,” he quietly reminded you.  “Do you love him?”

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Hey Everyone !

First I wish you the best for 2017 !

Then, this is already my 100th post. I take this opportunity to thank all of you guys who support me.

It’s a real pleasure to have feedback from you and it gives me the strength to continue.

I answered to the most part of your mails/messages and I’ll try to be more reactive in the future. 

Here a character I started to draw for a thumbnail’s sequence I’m actually posting on my instagram.

https://www.instagram.com/petit_cachotier/

Don’t hesitate to follow, I’ll post my daily doodle there right now.

Again Thanks and see you soon !

A Hard Love Part 3/10

Originally posted by byrneing

Warnings: Swearing

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Y/N - Your name. Y/L/N - Your last name.

A/N - I just wanted to say thank you for all the positive feedback that I have been receiving from everyone regarding A Hard Love. You guys are incredible. Also a special thanks to @boston-boy-evans who is amazing and is the reason I had the confidence to post


A Hard Love Part 1 II Part 2 II Part 3 II Part 4 II Part 5 II Part 6 II Part 7 II Part 8 II Part 9 II Part 10


Eventually they made their way out of the bedroom. By the time they got downstairs, Sam and Steve had already headed into the facility. They took the time to enjoy their coffee, and each others company. Surrendering to their responsibilities, they headed in to the facility. Once they got there they both went straight to the common room. Y/N had to find Pietro and Nat to go over details of their upcoming mission while Bucky wanted to find Steve. Walking in they saw Nat and Wanda sitting in the living room talking.

“Hey Nat, looks like we are just waiting on Pietro?” Y/N asked and Nat looked up and her and laughed.

“Um no. Pietro and I have been waiting for you for the last hour. You know how he can’t sit in one place for more than a minute? Yeah well he was driving me crazy so I sent him to the training room, told him we would meet him there.” Nat then saw Bucky standing behind Y/N. “Oh hey Bucky. How’s it going?”

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Pumpkin Carving

Characters: Reader (Y/N), Sam, Dean

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Warnings: Flufffff, Making Out :P 

Word count: 1205

Summary: Reader convince Sam and Dean to carve pumpkins but Sam is interested in something else ;)

This fiction is for @notnaturalanahi‘s ANA’S CRACK 600 CELEBRATION

Prompt: “You know that feeling when you love someone so much, you just wanna choke them to death?”  

A/N: Happy Halloween peeps! I hope y’all like it! And guys please do give feedback. It really encourages a writer. Thanks. :)

Beta: @imadeangirl-butimsamcurious 

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You were very excited about Halloween because it was your favorite holiday. Even though being a hunter you had to face monsters every day you still loved it because of all the candy and pumpkin carving. Both of those things were kind of dumb and childish in front of your boyfriend Sam, but it was the first Halloween that you were going to celebrate since you’d started dating.

You had already bought three pumpkins - one for you and one for each of the boys - but you hadn’t talked about it with either of the Winchesters. You decided to talk to the easy one first.

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