there's a boy lost his way looking for someone to blame

Hopeless Fountain Kingdom sentence starters
  • "He said one day I'd realize why I don't have any friends."
  • "I find myself alone at night unless I'm having sex."
  • "He can make me golden."
  • "I don't let him touch me anymore."
  • "I'm not something to butter up and taste when you get bored."
  • "I have spent too many nights on dirty bathroom floors."
  • "Please don't go away."
  • "It's too late."
  • "I can't stop thinking that I almost gave you everything."
  • "Now the whole thing's finished and I can't stop wishing that I never gave you anything."
  • "You wrote 100 letters just for me and I find them in my closet in the pockets of my jeans."
  • "Now I'm constantly reminded of the time I was 19."
  • "He said 'please don't go away',I said 'it's too late.'"
  • "I almost gave you everything."
  • "I can't stop wishing that I never gave you anything."
  • "I know how to play, I know this game."
  • "It's all the same."
  • "He'll never stay, they never do."
  • "If I keep my eyes closed, he feels just like you."
  • "You've been replaced."
  • "I'm face to face with someone new."
  • "Would've gave it all for you."
  • "Tell me where I went wrong."
  • "Tell me how to move on."
  • "They don't realize that I'm thinking about you."
  • "Can you hear my heartbeat fucking kickin'?"
  • "You best believe that I got something on my sleeve."
  • "I walk my talk, no time for wishful thinking."
  • "You thought that you were the boss tonight, but I can put up one good fight."
  • "I can put on a show."
  • "This is Heaven in hiding."
  • "I don't have no time for conversation."
  • "A girl like me is new for you."
  • "I can tell you mean it cause you're shaking."
  • "I'm Heaven in hiding."
  • "He tried to phone me, but I never have time."
  • "He said that I never listen, but I don't even try."
  • "Everywhere I go, I got a million different people tryna' kick it."
  • "I'm still alone in my mind."
  • "Baby, as soon as you meet me, you'll wish that you never did."
  • "I got into some trouble with that drink in my veins."
  • "I got a problem with parties 'cause it's loud in my brain."
  • "I can never say sorry 'cause I won't take the blame."
  • "I know I always go missing."
  • "You ask why I'm distant,oh, I'm runnin' away."
  • "I know you're dying to meet me."
  • "I know you wanna slip under my armor."
  • "I don't wanna fight right now."
  • "Been through the ups and the downs with me."
  • "Got a whole lot of love, but you don't wanna spread it 'round with me."
  • "Never pick up, never call me."
  • "You know we're runnin' out of time."
  • "Need to know that you're mine."
  • "I want you to love me now or never."
  • "I'm callin' it a night now."
  • "Wishin' you were 'round with me, but you're in a different town than me."
  • "We've been through it all, but you could never spit it out for me."
  • "Tryna talk to a wall, but you could never tear it down for me."
  • "I need you to make your mind up."
  • "I've missed your calls for months it seems."
  • "Don't realize how mean I can be."
  • "I can sometimes treat the people that I love like jewelry."
  • "I didn't mean to try you on."
  • "I still know your birthday and your mother's favorite song."
  • "Sorry that I can't believe that anybody ever really starts to fall in love with me."
  • "Sorry I could be so blind."
  • "Didn't mean to leave you and all of the things that we had behind."
  • "I run away when things are good."
  • "Never really understood the way you laid your eyes on me, in ways that no one ever could."
  • "So it seems I broke your heart, my ignorance has struck again."
  • "I failed to see it from the start, and tore you open 'til the end."
  • "Someone will love you, but someone isn't me."
  • "There's a place where love conquers all."
  • "Don't trust the moon, she's always changing."
  • "The shores bend and break for her and she begs to be loved."
  • "Nothing here is as it seems."
  • "Sun is coming up."
  • "I get the message, you wish I was dead."
  • "Please don't take this as a threat."
  • "If you don't love me no more, then lie."
  • "I'm about four minutes from a heart attack."
  • "I think you make me a maniac."
  • "We both been here since we seventeen."
  • "Here we go, fist fight in a limousine."
  • "We both hope there's something, but we both keep fronting."
  • "Damn, if these walls could talk."
  • "I ain't your baby no more."
  • "Told my new roommate not to let you in."
  • "Got a boy back home in Michigan and it tastes like Jack when I'm kissing him."
  • "I never really liked his friends."
  • "Now he's gone and he's calling me a bitch again."
  • "He wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate."
  • "I believe that we're meant to be."
  • "Jealousy gets the best of me."
  • "I don't mean to frustrate, but I always make the same mistakes."
  • "I'm bad at love."
  • "You can't blame me for trying."
  • "I'd be lyin' sayin' you were the one that could finally fix me."
  • "Got a girl with California eyes, and I thought that she could really be the one this time."
  • "I never got the chance to make her mine."
  • "She fell in love with little thin white lines."
  • "We never told no one, but we look so cute."
  • "Both got way better things to do."
  • "I always think about her when I'm riding through."
  • "I'm in too deep."
  • "I don't mean to frustrate."
  • "I always make the same mistakes."
  • "I'm bad at love, but you can't blame me for trying."
  • "You were the one."
  • "I know that you're afraid I'm gonna walk away."
  • "I know that you're afraid I'm gonna walk away each time the feeling fades."
  • "I don't give a damn what you say to me."
  • "There ain't no time for games with me."
  • "I'm moving on."
  • "I am not the type to be out past dawn."
  • "Can't fuck up my vibe."
  • "Motherfucker, don't play with me."
  • "Women don't play no games."
  • "She doesn't kiss me on the mouth anymore."
  • "It's more intimate, than she thinks we should get."
  • "She doesn't look me in the eyes anymore, too scared of what she'll see."
  • "We're not lovers, we're just strangers."
  • "She doesn't call me on the phone anymore."
  • "She doesn't let me have control anymore."
  • "I must've crossed a line, I must've lost my mind."
  • "When I wake up all alone, and I'm thinking of your skin, I remember what you told me."
  • "I miss the mornings with you laying in my bed."
  • "I miss the thought of a forever, you and me."
  • "All you're missing is my body."
  • "We're not lovers, we're just strangers with the same damn hunger to be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all."
  • "I woke up to another mess in the living room."
  • "Conversation's getting hard."
  • "Nobody seems to ask about me anymore, and nobody seems to care 'bout anything I think."
  • "Everybody, look at me!"
  • "I'm faded away, you know, I used to be on fire."
  • "I'm standin' in the ashes of who I used to be."
  • "I used to be a darling starlet like a centerpiece, had the whole world wrapped around my ring."
  • "It's my own anxiety that makes the conversation hard."
  • "Nobody ever cares 'bout anything I think."
  • "I should eat my feelings."
  • "I still let everyone down."
  • "I'm too much to handle, I shine too bright."
  • "I don't wanna wake it up; the devil in me."
  • "Boy, you make it look so easy."
  • "Promise that I'm gonna call you back in five."
  • "Yeah, I've known that girl for like my whole life."
  • "The truth hurts, but secrets kill."
  • "Still here, there must be something real."
  • "You know the good die young, but so did this."
  • "It must be better than I think it is."
  • "Gimme those eyes, it's easy to forgive."
  • "You and all your friends all hate me."
  • "You're better when I'm not around."
  • "I can't help the way you made me."
  • "The good die young, but so did this, so it must be better than I think it is."
  • "I hope hopeless changes over time."
Imagine: Being a famous Assassin (pt 2)

Originally posted by sardoniyx

Imagine: Being a famous Assassin and having the houses fight for your loyalty and your strength.

Part one 

Warning: None

Word Count: A bit longer than the last part 

“Will they come?” you ask your Maester softly waiting in an open field near the Starks base camp. 

“Sansa Stark sent a raven many moons ago confirming there will be a meeting, she is very excited to meet you,” he says as he smiles at you. 

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Four Times Eliza Texted Henry "I Love You" and the One Time She Said It

Note: So I wrote a fic.  Because there’s honestly not enough.  And honestly I’ve marathoned this stupid beautiful show enough times to warrant wanting to write this (somewhat longish) fic.  I blame the chemistry shared between Cho and Gillan.  Damn them.  I don’t own any of the characters, by the way.

Four Times Eliza Texted Henry “I Love You” and the One Time She Said It

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AU: There's always price to pay.

Name: There’s always price to pay.
Author: Aya-Fay
Fandom: Gotham
Pairing: Oswald x Reader
Theme: Angst. AU.
Summary: Power always comes with a price. But do we really know what will it be?

So, basically it’s my first piece of writing not only in English, but in general. So sorry in advance for any mistakes. It’s just an imagine about what power makes to a man. We know that people tend to lose something to get wealthy, famous or powerful. But what happens in a process and as soon as euphoria is gone?
This idea came to me when I was listening to a Russian song called “Lord of Nothing” and I translated some parts of it, which fits into my story. 

I also wanted to thank people who have always believed that i could do it: @queencobblepotstuff​​​, @myregardstothereader​​​, @jokesterwrites​, @oswald-cobblepot-addicted​​, @minpov.

Originally posted by millicentcordelia

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Since so many people liked Akane, I made her husband, Saizo IV. Retainer of King Semeragi, father of Kaze and Saizo.

Also, heres the younger teen-looking sprite because what a cutie!

Long post and Spoilers below the cut.

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dismurrart  asked:

Hey I had a question. In Ch1 there's a part where sangwoo says that yoonbum is middle aged but we know he's about 4 years older than sangwoo and a friend said in early translations she read it said sangwoo is 20. Could you clarify pls? Thanks

Hm, well I can’t recall if it says how old Sangwoo is, but I know what scene you’re talking about. To explain what the original said, it’s a bit long and also uses some rude words, so I’m putting it below the cut.

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You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground

Pair : Dean x Reader

Music : The One by Kodaline

Summary : Dean never thought he could be saved, until you walked in, and changed things. Old feelings came flooding back, as you both reminisce on old memories from the past. But whats a story without a little twist?

Warnings : light angst, cursing, Smut.

READ Part 2 Here - Part 3 Here - Part 4 Here - Part 5 Here

It was a long dreadful night for the Winchesters. A case that was suppose to be quick and easy, became a month long process.

Finally, it coming to an end, the boys decided on taking a small break.Dean and Sam decided on going to a bar, to drink their sorrows away.

Unfamiliar faces filled the room. Loud music echoed around as drunk slurs slipped through peoples mouths. It was something the boys were used too.

“Damn I’m exhausted.” Dean exhaled, motioning for the bartender.

Sam nodded, running his hands through his hair. Thats the thing with long cases, some times it takes a toll on them. More than just physical exhaustion, it emotionally draining. Having to watch innocent people die, not being able to save everyone, It broke them. But they learned to grow immune to it all, to be numb.

As the night carried on, As the alcohol streamed through their veins, and their minds were hazed, Their walls came tearing down.

“I dont know man, arent you tired of it all?” Sam muttered, taking another shot of whiskey. 

Dean shrugged his shoulders. “What I’m tired of is seeing everyone I love die, or walk away. I am tired of being reminded just how much I have lost. This life, there is no happy ending. There is no ‘Apple pie’ crap. We’ve seen too much, theres no walking away from this, which means theres no moving on. Its a constant roller coaster of bullshit that we were thrown into.” He grunted, reminiscing every case he has ever been on.

“But why do we have to suffer? What did we do to deserve this life?” Sam asked, his eyes blood shot. “Do you really think theres no happy ending for us?” 

“Nah, not for people like me. You, maybe. But me?” He shook his head, and looked down at his cup. staring at the bourbon swishing around. Dean may never admit to his brother just how much he wishes he were free from this life, but he knew it were only a dream.


You pulled the door open, feeling the weight of the world on your shoulders. Your head was filled with different emotions.

Walking toward the back of the bar, you heard familiar voices. Voices you haven’t heard in years. Snapping your head back, your eyes grew wide as they laid on the familiar faces. Dean and Sam.

“Dean?” You muttered. 

His lips escaped the cup as he locked his eyes with yours. You felt your breath hitch to the back of your throat, and your stomach churn.

You left the boys after Bobby died, the man who was like a father to you. And though you didn’t blame them for his death, you just couldnt be near them anymore, it tore you apart.

“Y/N.” He finally let out. His mouth dropped, staring at you as if he had just seen a ghost. 

Sam stumbled out of his chair, almost pulling you down along with him. Dean swiftly pulled his brother up, helping him stand on his two feet.

“Y/N! Wow, i can’t believe its you! I missed you so much.” Sam stammered, pulling you in close to his side. With Dean on the other side, you were inches away from his face. His green emerald eyes, gazing into yours, It was something you never thought you missed. 

Sam began to fall once more. “Ok, lets get you home.” Dean muttered, walking his brother out to the car.
You followed behind, helping the older Winchester.

“Thanks.” Dean exhaled, closing the door to the impala. 

You shrugged your shoulders and let out a soft chuckle. “Guess things don’t change after all.”

Deans lips curved up into a small smile, his plump lips taunting you.

“H-How’ve you been?” Dean muttered, shoving his hands into his pockets.

You missed the boys without even realizing it. Years have come and gone and not once did you ever stop to wonder if they missed you.

“I been ok.” You smiled, though you knew you were lying through your teeth.

“You look good.” He exhaled, making the blood rush up to your cheeks.

Sam groaned, catching both yours and Deans attention.
The poor guy, blood pumped with poison running through his veins. He looked helpless.
“I better get him home.” Dean stammered. “But we should meet up tomorrow. I missed you.”

Those words created your stomach to flutter.

“That sounds great.” You exhaled.

Dean pulled you in for a quick, but tight embrace. Before escaping the parking lot, and vanishing into the night.

Leaving you alone to your thoughts.

Alone to ponder as old feelings crept up, and flooded you like a wave crashing into the rocks. Dean was the closest person in your life. He was your other half, your best friend. someone you could always count on. You couldn’t help but fall in love with him. But you always felt he never saw you that way.

Little did you know, Dean loved you since you were both 14 Years old.


“Her name is Y/N.” Bobby muttered. Motioning to the boys standing in front of you.

“Hi I’m Dean.” He reached his hand out toward you, and all you could think about was how beautiful his eyes were, almost breathtaking.
“Don’t worry, I don’t bite.” He smiled. His voice was soothing, especially after seeing your parents die by a demon, something you thought never existed.

“H-hi.” You hesitated.

A shorter boy took a step forward, his hair was longer and lighter. 
“I’m Sam.” He smiled.

“Yea, my annoying little brother.” Dean huffed.

Sam rolled his eyes and walked back to the couch, where he sat and lost himself in a book.

“Do you like video games?” Dean muttered, catching your attention. 

You nodded and followed him into the living room.

Something about this made everything seem at ease. Maybe it was the way bobby watched over the boys, or the way they all acted as a family. 
No matter what it was, it made you feel safe. They made you feel safe…


The sun crept through the window as you waited at the table patiently for the boys to arrive. Your heart hammered as you grew anxious to see them, both sober and rested.

You heard the familiar roar from the impala, making you snap your head toward the sound. There he was, climbing out of the car. Looking handsome then ever. But he was alone. Sam was nowhere insight.

Your eyes followed Dean as he made his way into the Diner.
“Hey stranger.” He muttered, walking over to you.

His lips curved up and reached his arms out. You propped up on to your feet, and fell into his embrace. Breathing him in. 

“Hey.” You exhaled. “Wheres Sam?”

“Oh the guy was so hungover, he couldn’t even blink.” He chuckled.

Hearing his laugh was like music to your ears. You enjoyed seeing him that way, knowing at that moment he had no worries what so ever.

Dean pulled your chair out, motioning for you to sit.
“Thanks” You exhaled.

It’s been three years since the last time you talked to Dean. Nerves and adrenaline vibrated through you as you tried to seem calm.

But every time he stared intently at you, gently grazing his lower lip with his teeth, it made your stomach flutter.

His eyes were soft, never leaving yours. 

“What?” You laughed, heat leaving your body.

“I just never thought I’d see you again.” He stammered.

As a few hours rolled by, you and the older Winchester, talked for what seemed like forever. Reminiscing old memories, laughing about little things. It was like you never left. Picking up exactly where you left off.

“Remember that one night, we snuck out of Bobby’s, and went to the carnival that was going on the next town over?” He chuckled.

Your lips curved up as the images flooded your mind. Dean helped you climb down the roof, running through the night, stealing a car. It was thrilling.

“How could I forget!” You cackled. “I remember you were too scared to go on the Ferris wheel and the swings!”

“These rides are built over night. Of course I was scared!” He grunted, a soft chuckle escaping his lips.

“I hear there’s a carnival not too far from here.” You smiled. “Want to go?”

Dean took in a deep breath. He loved spending every moment he can with you.

“Let’s do this.”


You haven’t gone out in a while. Mostly spent your days hunting, something Dean could relate too.

The small chatters, and laughter filled the air as you both walked through the park.

“Wow, it’s been years since I’ve been to one of these.” Dean muttered.

You gently stared at Dean, whose lips curved up and eyes crinkled as he gazed around. Lights hitting his face, it was like being 14 all over again.

Without realizing, Dean slipped his hand into yours. Carefully pulling, capturing your attention.
“Come on!” He croaked.

Running through the crowed, you and Dean made your way to the fun house.

“Oh no, I’m not going in there!” You stammered, crossing your arms over your chest.

The fun house always scared you, and you never understood the name, because it wasn’t ‘fun’ for you.

“Come on! It’s not that bad.” He grunted. Batting his emerald green eyes.

You felt a smile creep up on your face. “Fine, let’s make a deal. If I go in, then you have to-” you paused looking around, searching for a ride you knew Dean never would step foot on.
“You have to go on the Ferris wheel with me!” You squealed.

Dean glanced over the ride, then back to you. Shaking his head, he lower out a soft groan. “Fine.” He stammered. “Just this once.”


Walking into the fun house, you slid your hand into Deans. Squeezing tightly as your heart began to race. It was dark and mirrors surrounded you.

“I hate this.” You whispered.

You were oblivious to the situation, but Dean knew exactly what he was doing. He knew you would be terrified, which meant you would hold on to him, pulling him in close.

“Its not that bad.” He chuckled.

The older Winchester, clasped his hand into your side and growled, making you jump in your stance.

“Fuck you Winchester!” You yelped, as Dean laughed into the air.

You chuckled along, feeling yourself lighten up from being so tense.

You missed this. Spending time with Dean, laughing for hours on end. It was natural. As if you two were always meant to be together. Soul mates.

Finally escaping the fun house, you and Dean still starched to each other, you were excited to finally go on the Ferris wheel with Dean.

“Ready?” You exhaled.

Dean took in a deep breath and swallowed hard.

Taking your seats, watching the workers clasp the bar over your laps, you heard soft groans escaping dean.

“Don’t worry Dean, nothing is going to happen to you.” You smiled, his face softened as the words echoed around his head.

He felt safe, secure. In this very moment, he knew he couldn’t let you walk away again.

“I’m glad we ran into each other again.” He stated. “I missed you.”

You felt your stomach flutter and your heart begin to pick up. “I missed you too.”

The ride began to move, feeling yourselves lift up off the ground. His hand grazed over yours, causing goosebumps to form all over you. 

“I mean it Y/N.” Dean exhaled. “It wasn’t the same after you left. I missed my best friend. I needed you. I felt like something was missing, but now-” He paused, looking into your eyes. “Now I feel whole again. Because even when everything goes to crap, all i have to do is look at your face and I’ll know that everything will be okay. I’m not letting you go again. I cant.”

Before you could speak, Dean pulled his lips to yours, tasting him, feeling his tongue graze against yours.

There was something about that moment, that paused time. As if everything around you, stood still.


Making your way to the bunker, Dean carried you effortlessly through the halls. His lips never parting from yours. It felt surreal. 

Gently laying you on to his bed, You both stripped from your clothes. His body against yours creating a sensation to vibrate through you. He kissed your neck, feeling him travel along your torso, down to your already drenched flower. 

Soft moans escaped your lips, as Dean pushed himself through. Breaking entrance, gliding himself inside. Your walls surrounded him, making him want you even more.

Dean laid over you, grunting as he pushes himself in and out of you. Making you arch your back and dig your nails into his back. 

“Fuck.” He grunted. 

Pumping faster, moans and whimpers fill the air. Different emotions flooded your mind. Old feelings and even new ones all coming out all at once. 

The older Winchester tangled his hand into your hair, gently pulling making you scream with pleasure. 

Hearing you moan, made Dean come close to his peak. Pounding himself into you, You gasped for air as your mind went blank and your juices flooded Dean. 

“That was so hot.” Dean whispered, falling into you pushing himself deeper inside. 

His breathing became heavy, and you swore your heart felt like it were about to jump out of your chest. 

Dean tilted his head back, groaning as he let himself go inside of you. 

He rolled over, laughing as he landed on his back. His eyes were closed, but his smile never left his face. 

You turned to face him, tracing your finger tips over his jaw line. Savoring every moment you have with him. You loved the way he looked at you, the way he lingered as if it were his last time. 

“I love you, Y/N.” He whispered, the words causing your stomach to flutter, as tears filled your eyes. 

Since the day you met him, you’ve dreamed about him telling you just that. Wishing he would be in love with you the way you loved him. 

You pulled his face to yours, crashing your lips. Inhaling him, your tongue dancing along his. 

Dean pulled you in, cradling his head in the nook of your neck. You stared at the ceiling, feeling as if you belong. As if you finally found yourself. 

Slowly, you both fell into complete slumber, breathing became in sync as the night fell into morning. 


Dean’s eyes fluttered open, yawning the sleep away. Images of yesterday, played in his head like a movie. 

He rolled over, feigning for your touch. But you were nowhere in sight. He shot up, looking around wondering where you were. 

“Y/N?” he croaked. 

Dean grew worried, confused at why you left. His stomach churned, and heat escaped his body. 

“What the hell?” 

He looked back at the side of the bed, where the pillow still had your scent stitched into it. A small paper laid over the edge, capturing Deans attention. 

Dean...” He began to read.

manilamiss  asked:

Illya and Napoleon find something new about Gaby. * *There's so many fics about Gaby picking up the pieces of Illya's broken past life. Wanna see how the two react (especially Illya, who has strongly depended on her emotionally) to find that Gaby is just human, but is probably the strongest human they've ever known.

May is a month that Gaby dreads. She crawls into her work and avoids others like the plague, instead keeping to herself for as long as she can. Sure, she makes small talk with the boys in the shop or the customers, or the clerks when she buys food, but she prefers to keep to herself for the majority of the month.

So when she manages to let a mission get out of hand, manages to blow her cover and the cover of her partners as well, Gaby cannot help but beat herself up over it more than usual. She’s never one to take the blame, never one to admit that her mistakes are the reason that they’re hiding out in a new safe house because of a speedy (and expensive, Waverly will be sure to remind them) extraction. She’s not muttered a word in the hour it has taken them to relocate and has barely looked at Napoleon, let alone Illya.

If it’s not the anger that’s eating her up, it’s the shame.

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Sam x Reader ; "I don't even know who you are anymore,"

Sam came wobbling through the door drunk off his ass with another giggling girl hanging off his shoulder. You were sitting on the couch once again watching Sam saunter past you straight to his bed without even so much as a hello. Yeah you’ve liked him and have had a major crush on him since the day you started hunting together but this…he was acting completely different now. He’s been this way for about three weeks now, ever since Dean had gone to hell and you honestly could’t blame him. You sighed to yourself, thinking you better go get another room for yourself, preferably one on the opposite end of the motel. Grabbing your fake credit card as quickly as possible you left the room and started to head towards the lobby again. Meanwhile you had no clue what was going on back in the room.

“Can you please leave now? Thanks doll.” Sam said without trying to slur to many words and sound like a dumbass. 

“But baby I don’t want to leave, I want to stay here with you and have some fun.” The brunette said as she went to climb on his lap but was suddenly plopping down on the floor because Sam pushed her off to go to the door. Sam opened it and pointed outside, motioning her to leave already.

“Whatever.” She snapped at him while sticking her nose in the air and bumping him as she made her exit.

You made it back to the room where Sam and his new lady friend were, you decided to knock out of common decency before slightly cracking the door open, “Sam? Hey I got another room so can I just rush in and grab my bag. I’ll be in and out quick, I promise.” You said before peaking your head all the way in, but when you didn’t hear anything you opened the door a little wider, “Sam?”

You looked around and that girl was no where in sight, “I-I made her leave.” Sam answered as if he knew what you were thinking. 

“Why? Was she that bad?” You asked, eyebrows raised with a slight smile playing on your lips.

“No. She just wasn’t the person that I wanted tonight.”

“Okay? And who might that be then?”

“You.” Sam said without hesitation causing your heart rate to speed up.

You hated hearing this from him because he was clearly drunk and messing with your emotions, Sam had to know that you liked him by now.“Excuse me?” you asked stepping back some when he raised up from the bed.

“I want you Y/N. I always have. I need you more since D-Dean is now gone.” Sam said getting close enough to you to grab a hold of your hands. You could tell it was hard for him to say out loud that last sentence.

“Listen Sam, as much as I want this to happen I just don’t think th-” You never got to finish your sentence because Sam’s lips were on yours in a matter of seconds. Finally realizing what was happening, you had to make a very hard decision, one that you would soon come to regret. You pushed Sam away.

“Stop Sam. I-I can’t do this while you’re drunk. If you really feel this way do it tomorrow when you’re sober.”

“Seriously you’re going to make me wait till tomorrow to get what I want?” Sam scoffed raising his arms in the air then letting them fall back against his legs.

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing come out of Sam’s mouth. “Like I said, wait until you’re sober and I’m sure you’ll feel different about this. Just go to bed Sam.”  You said while walking over to grab your bag from what you claimed as your bed before you got your own room.

“Y/N….” He grunted before grabbing you by the shoulders and turning you to face him again. You shoved him off and gave him a good slap to the face.

“What the hell Sam?! I don’t even know who you are anymore!? What’s wrong with you?!” You yelled at him, slowly moving back towards the door.

“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you!? I told some hot and beautiful woman to leave so that I could spend the night with you and all you’re doing is being stupid about the whole situation! Why’d you get a new room, huh? You find some new guy to go slut around with for the night?!” Sam yelled even louder getting gradually closer to you.

“Ya know what Sam, screw you! I almost feel sorry for you now, because not only have you lost your brother but now you have lost the only person who truly cares about you. Have a great life Sam and be safe hunting on your own.” You felt as if your voice was about to give out from not only screaming but from the lump that had formed in your throat causing your voice to crack.

Walking out on Sam and leaving him in that motel room was the biggest regret of your life. You couldn’t help but think that maybe if you had stayed you could have helped him the next morning and sort things out. But he had crossed a line and who was to say he wouldn’t do it again. Maybe fate would bring you two together again maybe not. Soon enough though after a few months you heard a rumor going around about the Winchester boys trying to find someone. Boys? 

Your phone started vibrating in your pocket while in a diner, without recognizing the number you still answered, “Hello?”

“Y/N? Hey, it’s Sam Winchester.”  

Preference #8 All Of The Stars

A/N: I know it took me ages to update and I’m sorry, also I am writing High School au part 3 and that should be up soon! Sorry about ant grammar mistakes, please request something!! xx


I just another and I’m staring at be moon, I saw a shooting star and I thought of you.

Sitting on the roof just admiring the stars and how the moon light up the dark blue sky, I love doing this, I’ve done it ever since I was a young child but its not the same anymore, it’s better when you do it with someone, someone who you love and can share the same love of the stars and the moon and how they can calm you down, how magical they looked, how bright they shone and if you were lucky enough you could see a shooting star, I look up at the clear dark blue sky, the only thing shinning was the moon and the stars  a bright light flying though the sky, I closed my eyes and made a wish, I wished for her to come back to me, the stars reminded me of her, we used to come up here every night and just look at he stars, the shooting stars always reminded me of her and the wishes we both made; to be with each other forever, but you can’t always get what you want, we learned that the hard way, fighting every night for months, she decided that, that was it, she walked out the door on me, she took away my heart with her, she took away the only happiness that I had in my life apart from my band, the only thing was that I wish I fought harder for why we had, it was to good to through away, but for her is wasn’t. I’m not even mad at her, I brought it on my self, the nights where I went out with the guys and coming home early in the morning, I took out all of my stress on her, yelling at her. I missed so many of our dates, she finally gave up on me, she gave up on us, I’m not surprised that she did, sometime I wonder how she put up with me for two years, but I’m glad she did, I just wish she gave us a little more time, it’s hard now, I can’t even see the stars with out thinking of her, everything reminds me of her and I don’t know what to do about, I’ve tried going on dates to get over her, to get out of the hose because the boys were getting worried about me, I wasn’t going out, arriving late or not at all at our recording sessions, but I jut needed my time alone, my heart was in to much pain “but that’s the thing about pain, it demands to be felt” and I did feel it, and it hurt like hell  but as they say,  you have to feel pain to know that you are alive right? And we all learn from our mistakes, that’s how we get to be better people, that’s how everyone learns: from someone’s else’s mistakes, if no one made a mistake we wouldn’t know anything, we wouldn’t learn anything new. And I have learnt from my mistake, it hit me like a truck, I’ve lost her probably for forever and that’s something that I have to get used to, it might take me a few more months and maybe even a year or two, dozen incountings with her to get over her, she’s not mine anymore.


I sang a lullaby, by the water side and knew,  if you were here I’d sing to you.

Playing acoustic shows for the fans is something that I love and will never get sick of, playing by the waster side just makes it more special but if only she was here, with me, supporting us with every bone that she had in her,  just like she used to, but I can only dream for that to happen again, her holding Ben’s hand, we can both only dream, Ben was standing there with my mum holding his hand, making sure that he doesn’t run away, they both had smiles on their faces which made me smile. “Okay guys i would just like to thank all of you for coming today it means a lot to us. your support means the world to us, as you know these past few months have been really hard for me and the boys and we are forever grateful for your support, we love you guys. This next song is a new one, I wrote this when times were a little hard for all of us, I wasn’t sure about this song but I hope you guys like it, this song is about what happened a few months ago. This ones for you (y/n)”  I looked into the sky hoping that she would be listing from the sky. I look back at Ben and my mum, they were smiling still.  Ben looked so much like his mother and it hurts me that he will never really get to meet her, sometimes I wish it was me who was in the car crash, I was meant to be there, I was meant to pick Ben up from day care but I had to work a little later. I don’t know why I still blame myself after all these mouths, but it’s something that I can’t stop blaming myself for, everyone has told me that it’s not fault, it was the drunk drivers and there was nothing that I can do about it, sometimes I believed them, other times I still blame myself telling them that I should’ve been the one that was in the car not her. We finish the song, I look and see that everyone had tears in their eyes including the boys and myself, but that’s not what made me cry, what made me cry was when we finished the song, I looked up and saw everyone with the a sign that said ‘Were sorry Cal, the whole family is here for you. Love 5SOSFam’. “Okay I just want to thank every single one of you guys, even some of the family that is half way across the world, I’m sorry that we haven’t put out much music lately, I guess we’re all still trying to come to terms with what has happened, you guys have been nothing but supportive of us, you guys are the reason that I get out of bed every morning, I love this job that I do because of the people that we have around us and the family, I just want to thank you guys for not pushing us these last few mouths it means the world to all of us” I say a tear escaping from my eye. “We loved (y/n) as much as you boys, she was apart of the family” I heard a fan yell, I smiled “thank you guys, I love you”.


Miles away from seeing you, I can see the stars from America, I wanted you to see them too.

Playing shows in front of thousands of fans will always being somthing that I will never get used to, but it’s something that I love, night time shows, under the stars or watching the sunset, will always be my favourite time to play shows. American sunsets are different from the ones in Australia, but they’re both as equally as beautiful, theres no denying that. There is always something that you miss while your on tour, family, friends, pets. Everything. The nights I’m not playing shows, I get some down time, just to think and what better way to think than sitting under the stars, thousands of miles away from home, there was something about the stars that remined me of her, maybe it was how bright she shined, not even the moon could be as bright as her, or the stars remined me of how beautiful she was, they remined me of what true beauty was, which was her. Everything remined me of her, even thousands of miles away from home, but the thing was, I wish that she was here too, so she could see something that was almost as beautiful as her, it was the closetes thing to her beauty. She loved the stars as much as the next person, maybe even a little more, she used to tell me where all the other plantets were, because that was something that she was interested in, and I loved it, I loved her, heck I still love her, but it’s so hard for the person that you love the most, to be six feet under ground and them love you back, maybe she still does but no one will ever know anymore. I know that she is looking down on me, probably wanting me to move on, find someone that would make me as happy as she did, but the truth is that, no one will ever make me as happy as she made me, they might come close, she could make me laugh even in the worst times. She made something so stupid, funny. But it was meant to be this way, well thats what she said, she told me that this was fate, fate wanted us like this, but I didn’t want to believe it, I hated fate for taking her away from me, she was everything to me and it killed me when she was gone, the first few weeks I was indenil, not believing that she was gone. The worst thing about when someone dies is that it doesn’t hit untill a few hours later, you wish that you could hold them, touch them, but you can’t, heck the only time you could hear their voice is if they had a vocie mail. I charge her phone everynight and call it, just to hear her voice, it’s stupid I know but it’s one of the only ways to hear her voice. I look back at the stars, I can hear her from heaven telling me which star was a different plante and how she wished that when she was younger she wanted to go to the moon, I chuckled remebering when she told me that. I stand up brushing off any dust that was on my jeans I looked up at the stars one last time before going inside. 


They’re playing ‘Chasing Cars’ and I thought of us, back to the time you were lying next to me, I looked across and fell in love.

I walk into a music store, I liked to do this on my days off, just walk around with the boys going into different music stores looking at band-tees and albums. The songs playing in the store was one of my favourite parts of the store, there is times where you walk into a music store and hearing your own song being played throught the store, there is no words to describe that feeling but hearing a song that means so much to you makes you want to start crying in the store, when I heard Chasing Cars playing the first thing it remeined me of was her. The person that I loved with all my heart, I thought of the time we were on a date, lying in the park watching the clouds, thats when I knew that I was in love, I knew that I had fallen a lot harder for her then what I was planning, I wanted to slowly fall in love with her, but I fell head first, but the thing was I didn’t complain because I knew that she also fell in love with me, we both fell a lot harder then we wanted. I missed just doing nothing with her but still having fun, lying or sitting in comfortable silence, she was the only person who knew me better than I knew myself, she was my bestfriend, my better half, my sole mate, well thats what I thought, I thought that nothing would come between us, I thought that we would be together forever, but when she got hit by the drunk driver, I didn’t know what to do, I thought that I lost her but somehow she held in but barley, she has been in a coma for 3 months, and I don’t think that she will ever wake up. You know when you hear these things on the news and you think that they wont happen to you, yeah thats what I thought, I thought that this wouldn’t happen to me. Oh how I saw so wrong, because it did happen to me. I didn’t realise that I was crying untill Ashton came up to me “Hey man are you alright?” “Yeah I’m fine” I replied “you were crying, what happened?” he asked concerened “I was just thinking about her” I replied sadly, “come on man, lets get you out of this store and cheer you up, I know that you still love her, and I’m not going to pretend that I know what you’re going through, and I’m not going to tell you that it’s alright, because I don’t know, but all I can do is cheer you up, so lets get some pizza watch a few movies and buy some ice-cream” I smiled, I was glad that they are still trying to cheer me up after so many mouths, you would think that they would tell you to get over it after a month or two but I guess they miss her almost as much as I miss her.