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So before having this blog and followed many imagines blogs. Whenever they were inactive for a long time i thought to myself, why? It cannot be that hard write, right? Wrong. It's so hard guys.
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Hunters? Part 2
Imagine: Sam and Dean at your school for a hunt and finding out you're a hunter as well(supernaturalimagine.tumblr.com)
Fandom: Supernatural
A/N: 8/20 Happy Triple Digits, I scared guys... scared I might not make it :'( the panic is so real
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Your mom, you, and the Winchesters all round your kitchen table. This is not the way you thought today would end up.
"Thank you for allowing us into your home" Sam said
"Hunters stick together, and I'll do anything for the kids of John" your mom said "I remember when you guys were little, such faint memories"
"We're investigating the disappearance of Heather Montgomery, the last person who saw her was Mr. Statham your art teacher when got signed out early" Dean said immediately changing the subject from his childhood, you can't blame him
"Is there anything you can add to the story?" Sam asked
"Heather was very quiet, they're always quiet. But very jumpy as well, like I was afraid someday she'd break" you say
"Anything else?" Dean said
"No one knows anything about her really, we all expected her father to be abusive" you continue "She'd come in with bruises and not want to talk about them, very afraid of her dad"
"What makes you think this is anything... supernatural?" your mom says leaning forward on her elbows
"Sulfur at the crime scene" Dean replied, quite casually
"Demons" your mom closed her eyes, she's had horrible experiences with demons "Mike's hunting in Annapolis, but I'll help you. With anything you need, knowing there's a demon about makes me anxious for my own family"
"We appreciate it, but we have more hunters behind us" Sam said.
"Thanks for the help" Dean stands and Sam follows him to the door.
"Good note" Sam said as he leaves, "Good luck on your painting too"
When they are gone you already miss them. Even though you hate everything about the hunting life, you wish you could help protect your town. You don't see the Winchesters for years after that. When you do it's for a reason.
Hunters? Part 1
Imagine: Sam and Dean at your school for a hunt, and finding out you're a hunter as well(supernaturalimagine.tumblr.com)
Fandom: Supernatural
A/N: 7/20 Happy Triple Digits, this challenge is not good for my anxiety
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The problem with your art teacher is his unbelievable and quite reliable ability to get way off topic. While the class completes their water colors Mr. Statham babbles on about the use of beards in the star wars movies.
"In Greek mythology beards were a symbol of wisdom which is why characters like" blah blah blah blah blah
A knock at the door postponed your class's agony for a moment, "Come in" Mr. Statham says
"George Statham?" a man in a suit says, another behind him.
"I'm Agent Angus and this is Agent Young" he said "Can we speak with you for a moment?"
The class erupted in a chorale of accusing ooo's, "Hush Hush" the teacher said, "Sure, Agent Young will you stay with the class"
The taller one nods and they leave. They look very familiar, and the aliases seem to be references to ACDC. There aren't many hunters so when you and your hunter parents come across some, you remember. And Heather Montgomery hasn't been to school in a few days, there's an amber alert for her even. That sounds like something a hunter would investigate.
Agent Young awkwardly stares at the class, and you guys awkward stare at him, "Keep working on your paintings I guess" he said
You scribbled the word Hunters? on a scrap piece of paper and place it next to your painting as Agent Young walks around looking at them.
When he reaches your desk he looks stunned at the note. He nods at you and glances about the room before looking at you again, you mouth me too at him and he nods again.
Agent Angus arrived back in the classroom with a teary eyed Mr. Statham. Agent Young looks at you one last time before leaving with Agent Angus.
After school you searched the parking lot or any sign of the so called agents. You saw them parked next to the sidewalk, Young leaned against the trunk. You went over to the bike rack next to him to unlock your bike.
"Hi?" he said, avoiding eye contact
"Y/N Y/L/N" you stated, "My parents are hunters, follow me to the house for free rooms and food if you want"
"Sam Winchester" he said, he gestured with his shoulder to the man sitting in the driver's seat, "Dean"
Someone came and you fell silent, they unlocked their bike and rode off.
"Thanks for the offer, lead us there we need to ask some questions in confidence" Sam said and walks around and gets in his car.
You bike off as fast as you could so they could move at an suspicious pace. You were out of breath when they pulled into your driveway. You put your hand out to tell them to wait there.
You went up to your door and unlocked it, and went in "Mom?" you called
"Yes?" she said from the kitchen
"I brought some strays home" you said, "Hunters at my school"
"Hunters?!" she said jumping up and running to peak out the blinds, "And you lead them here!? Why were they at your school?!!!"
"Some girl went missing" you said, "And they're legit I swear!"
"How do you know! And why didn't you tell me about this girl?"
"People go missing mom" you said, "They're the Winchesters"
She gasps "John..." she mutters "Let them in"
You go out and fetch them. They come in and your mother introduces herself "Hi, I'm Kathleen Y/L/N" she says shaking their hands "I knew your father"
"I would expect that, he got around" Dean said, closing the door behind him
PART TWO COME AFTER (How I decided to end this)
Eight Years Holding My Own
Imagine: being a hunter and meeting Sam and Dean, they doubt your strength at first until they found out you used to serve in the US Marines (supernaturalimagine.tumblr.com)
Fandom: Supernatural
A/N: 6/20 Happy Triple Digits, love this idea so much!
Warnings: Mentions of military, death of comrades etc. There's probably inaccuracy regarding how the military actually works but ignore me
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Dean and Sam Winchester walk up into the bar heads high, well Dean's is slightly crooked at one of the waitresses. They head up to the bartender, a big tattooed man with a grey beard.
"What can I get you guys?" the bartender asks
"Nothing yet" Sam says and together they show their badges, "Have you heard of Heather Montgomery?"
"Why don't you ask the FBI agent leaving now?" he says
"What?" Dean asks
"That agent was asking the same question you were" the man says pointing at you leaving
The boys swing their heads around to see you leaving out the front doors, without another word to the bartender they follow you out.
"Your welcome" the bartender mutters.
In the parking lot while you are unlocking your car Sam calls out "Excuse me!"
You look up, you recognized the Winchesters. If you didn't you weren't a true hunter, "Hunters?" you say
"Yeah we're Sam-" Sam begins
"...and Dean Winchester" you finish his sentence "Yeah I know who you are. I'm Y/N, hunter"
"Hi Y/N, thanks for your help but we got this. We don't need anymore hands on deck or people getting in our way or getting hurt" Dean said, "Sorry, and thanks for your time"
"Dean..." Sam mutters
"Oh I see, because I'm a girl I can't hold my own?" you say getting furious, you've heard stuff like this before and it never ceases to anger you
"That's not what I'm saying" Dean said
"You're saying that I can't protect myself let alone other people so I should just step aside and let the guys you've started several apocalypses making my life harder?" you said
"HEy!" Dean practically yelled
You threw open your car door and popped open the glove box pulling out something, "Well you can stick" you slammed your Marine Corps badge on the hood of your car between you and the Winchester "Up your ass!"
A couple seconds of silence flew by before anyone dared to say anything "You were..." Sam said
"In the Marine Corps! I spent eight years of my life protecting this country, risking my life for millions of people, and watched my friends die almost everyday! If you think that I can handle of small nest of hillbilly vampires, you can suck my metaphorical dick!" you screamed
Dean scoffed, you grabbed you badge, "Is that all?"
"Work with us" Sam said
"Um, Sam?" Dean muttered to his brother
"No I'm serious! You and us join forces we can knock out that nest in ten minutes and then we can talk, buy you a drink and really apologize" Sam says
You exhaled and thought for a minute, he's right. That nest is no match for the three of you. And you would never turn down a free drink.
"Sure" you agreed
"Good" Sam replied
And that's how your life with the Winchesters started, it makes sense for the start of the relationship to be a fight, there will be plenty of those. Your whole life you have had to prove yourself to people, but this time the Winchesters are proving themselves to you.
No Stitches
Imagine: you and Dean patching each other up after a hunt (supernaturalimagine.tumblr.com)
Fandom: supernatural
A/N: 5/20 happy triple digits
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Dean holds open the motel door for you with his one good arm and you stumble in.
"Get the first aid" he said closing the door and taking a seat on the bed
You fetched it and toke a seat next to him, you toke out the gauze and tweezers for Dean’s gun wound.
"Lemme wrap up that leg of yours first" he said referencing to the knife slash on your thigh
"Don’t stall" you try to laugh and roll up his t-shirt sleeve "You can’t help me if I don’t get this bullet out"
You gripped the tweezers “On three?” You say and he nods cringing and grabbing a handful of blankets.
"One…" And you ripped out the bullet
"AHH you said on three!" Dean yelled
"That’s why I pulled it out on one"
You washed it out, stitched it up, and wrapped the wound in gauze. Dean looked down at your jeans with a big hole in them and blood staining the bedding. He gathered what he needed in the kit as you unbuckled your belt.
"What are you-" he begins to ask
"We have to get to it don't we?" you say, inching the jeans down your legs until the slash mark is exposed.
"Ahhhhh" you moaned, it hurt so bad.
You leaned on Dean and gripped his shoulder and held in your scream while he cleans it out. The chemicals burned your leg from the inside out as you put your head against Dean's.
"Good news" he said wrapping it up
"No stitches?" you ask
"No stitches"
"Thank. God." you said leaning into Dean's lap, "I'm so exhausted"
Dean began to sticker.
"What?" you ask
"Your... um eye" he said pointing your face
"Did that demon bitch give me a black eye?!" you exclaim and waddle holding up your pants over to the mirror, "Mother-"
Dean threw his head back and laughed, "You look ridiculous!" he says
"Shut up!" you call back, gazing at your tremendous back eye that stretched from your eyebrow to your cheekbone.
You turned around and threw a pillow a Dean in an attempt to shut him up. But you miss, your arm was sore too! Dean just kept howling and howling. There is nothing you can do to stop the laughter of a Winchester, especially if you've got a phantom of the opera like face and your pants are around your knees.
Oops Wrong Room Part 2
Imagine: going to the wrong motel room and walking in on Dean and Sam loading their guns
Fandom: Supernatural
Author's note: 4/20 happy triple digits, this is going to take forever and lol 4/20 420 i am so coool
Warnings: Cursing
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Color came to your eyes as you fluttered your eyes open, hot damn did your head hurt. You could barely move but you could feel you were laying on a bed. What was the last thing you remember? Demons... guns... oh god you have to get out of here!
"Hey Dean I think she's waking up" you heard a male voice say, could you still be in their room
When you could finally process the man standing at your bedside and jump and try to squirm away but your head hurt to much for you to barely get out of bed.
"Whoa hold on we aren't going to hurt you" he said holding your shoulders
"Don't touch me!" you squeal slapping him away
"We won't I swear" he said
"Right like I'm gonna believe that, let me go!"
"Let us explain!" he persisted blocked you when you try to go around him, you continue to try to get away but he is far too large "My name is Sam and this is my brother Dean"
"Murders got it, I won't tell I won't" you say backing away from Sam
"We aren't murders we're hunters" Dean said from the opposite side of the room
"I got that before yeah" you say
"No not deer hunters, we hunt... monsters" Sam told you
"Uh-huh" you said
"See Sam" Dean called
"What do you like that was last night?" Sam asked, "What do you think glows when it's killed? What could that possibly be?"
Silence.
"That was a demon, it tried to kill you, it was going to kill us" Sam continued
Silence still.
"Castiel?" Dean said
You didn't even notice the man next to Dean, like he just appeared there. He wore a long tan trench coat and lose tie with his suit. His piercing blue eyes frightened you.
"Her memory" Dean said
This Castiel man walked toward you and Sam, Sam grabbed you and held you still as he flailed your legs and yelled. Sam covered up your mouth as Castiel continued to walk toward you.
"Sorry" he said in his raspy voice.
Sorry? Sorry for what!? You kicked but you were no match. He placed his hand on your forehead and...
Oops Wrong Room Part 1
Imagine: going to the wrong motel room and walking in on Dean and Sam loading their guns(supernaturalimagine.tumblr.com)
Fandom: Supernatural
Author's Note: 3/20 Happy Triple Digits
Warnings: cursing? ... if that's a thing i dunno
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It has been a long day driving and all you want is a shower and a nap. You've pulled off the highway on your way to your sister's wedding to stay at a motel. You don't even care about the quality of the motel, as long as there is running water and a vending machine you're okay.
You walk into the lobby, "I'd like a room for one" you ask the older woman behind the desk.
You pay for the room and head up to the second floor. You read the room numbers in your head, 221...222...234...235 your room.
You open up the door, it was unlocked. There you see two large men loading guns. Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit! There was a couple of seconds where they looked at you and you looked at them. You could feel your eyes become the size of oranges and your knees start to shake.
"Oh...kay..." you stutter out, you glance down at your room key, it says 236 "My mistake... it that's um a five not a uhh six... I'll be..." you step backward
"We're hunters" the bigger one said
"Sam!" the other man says through his teeth.
"We hunt deer, there's this... convention that opens up this morning and we're getting ready" he continues
"Of course of course, that makes sense" you say still slowly backing away, "Totally reasonable"
"Completely" the shorter guy said
"Uh huh"
Something hits your head and you fall to the floor. You aren't completely knocked out but you remain helpless on the floor as the culprit walks in.
"Winchesters" they say, a female you think
"Oh boy" the big one says, Sam?
"Abbadon requests your... death" she said and lunges at the other guy
He quickly hits her with the butt of his gun and Sam grabs a knife off the table and stabs her in the back. The woman's scream is muffled by the guy's hand and her eyes glow until she crumples to the floor. The two men look at you.
"Uhhh" you groan
"What to do with her?" the guy said
"We have to tell her, she'll squawk otherwise Dean" Sam said
"Like she believe us?" he said, Dean he name could be?
"She's alreadyyyyy witnesseddd aaaa demon murderrrrr" Sam said
Demon?
You were beginning to pass out, your vision got blurry and their speech was drawn out. Everything faded to black as they both approached you.
A Quick Spin Around The World
Imagine: taking the TARDIS for a spin with River Song
Fandom: Doctor Who
Author's Note: 2/20 Happy Triple Digits, still trying to do new things, haven't written River before either so let's see what happens!
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A knock. Adventures always start with a knock.
You get up from your cereal bowl and swing open your flat door, "Doctor?!" you exclaimed, there he was the most amazing man in the world who has come for another adventure.
"And company" River Song says stepping from around the corner.
"Double trouble!" you laugh and gesture for them to come in, "Up for another adventure then I suppose?"
"We thought you could use a break from university" the Doctor said stepping into your flat
"And you can get me back before the milk in my cereal turns chocolate?" you laugh, grabbing your "go" bag from the corner packed so whenever the Doctor comes you'll be ready
"Always" River smiles setting her bag on the little table you have next to your door.
"Where to this time?" you ask reopening the door
"I'm thinking DISCO" the Doctor says starting down the hallway
You laugh, "Oh River your-" you begin pointing to her bag while she exits.
River places her finger to her lips, and you smile not knowing what for but you do know River has a plan.
When the three of you get to the TARDIS the Doctor was already going on and on about disco.
"It's not disco unless you're doing it with Alexander the great!" he said opening the TARDIS door
"You've discoed with Alexander the great!" you ask astonished
"And Winston Churchill, and the 71st president of the united states, and... " River goes on, "...Dear, I've left my purse in the flat, be a good husband and fetch it for me?"
The Doctor scoffs and goes back into the building.
River slams the TARDIS door and grabs your hand "Time for a real adventure!" she yells bringing you up to the control center.
She flips a few switches and pulls a few levers and you're off!
"I knew you had something brilliant planned!" you say helping push buttons, River taught you a few things a long time ago when the Doctor got the Spanish flu and needed more people to operate the TARDIS
"Well it's not so hard to beat disco" River jokes, "Alright here we are"
"Fantastic"
River takes your hand again and leads you to the door, she takes a breath smiles and opens it. You were floating above the earth! How gorgeous it was! You felt so small and so big at the same time, you cannot think of a word to say. Only a few people have seen this!
"I-" you attempt to say something "It's so beautiful"
"We go many places with the Doctor, he shows you many things, places, people, and non-people. But never forget where you come from, never forget how beautiful this place is, and how we to protect it" River tells you
"Save the trees!" you joke, but it comes out soft and faint, you are still in awe.
River scoffs, "That and fighting slyvines and daleks, however you want to interpret it"
"What year is this?" you ask
"The present, your present"
"So right there the Doctor is wandering where the hell we are?" you say pointing to England
River laughs, "Yes"
"Thanks for this" you say smiling, "Now for the decision of do we go back so the Doctor doesn't know we were gone or make it obvious we were"
"I think we know the answer" River says, closing the TARDIS door
"Oh yes we do"
Eyes On Sherlock
Imagine: Sherlock volunteering to be your guardian for career day at school
Fandom: Doctor Who
Author's Note: 1/20 for triple digits day, and I don't think I have written Sherlock before... or any Sherlock imagine? Hopefully I did it justice?
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You stumble into 221B after a long walk from school, the smell of blood that filled the house smacked you in the face like a brick.
You make a groaning sound and trudge up the stairs, "I'm home!" you called
When you get up to the second floor you wave to John on his laptop, you point to your nose gesturing to the smell. He rolls his eyes and points to the kitchen. You walk around the corner to see Sherlock frantically hopping about the kitchen with blood in his chem set.
"Hey Dexter" you say sarcastically leaning against the wall
He nods.
"Wha-" you begin to say
"If you're going to ask what I'm doing go talk to John I'm not explaining it for the third time" Sherlock said
"Actually I was going to ask what the hell are you doing" you shoot back as Mrs. Hudson walks through the door with groceries
"Y/N! How was your day" she said
"Just fine Auntie, could you do a favor for me tomorrow?" you ask
"Anything for you, oh Sherlock are you still mucking about with the blood!" Mrs. Hudson said revolted
"Well even though we are sixteen and not six Mister Daniels thinks it'd be a perfect idea to have a career day. I thought maybe you could come in and do it?" you ask
"Oh no I couldn't dear, I have so many errands to run tomorrow. As well as go to court for that blasted parking ticket!" Mrs. Hudson apologized
"Yeah alright, I was just going to blow it off anyway but he said that I have to have someone if anyone come on my behalf" you say
"Maybe John could do it" Mrs. Hudson offered beginning to put away the groceries around Sherlock and his work
"I'm doing a shift at the hospital, we need the extra money" John said eyes still fixated on his laptop screen, "I'm sorry Y/N I would've if I could"
"Mmm" you thought... "Sherlock?"
"No." Sherlock said quickly
"Please! There's no one else!" you plead
"Call Lestrade" he said
"He's the busiest man on the planet Sherlock you know that, I know how you love to show off. Think about it! Thirty people staring at you as you talk of your greatest adventures!" you keep begging him
"Erm... that does sound pleasant" he stated quietly, stopping his movements for a moment
"Thank you thank you! I owe you one!" you said tossing your arms around him
"Oi! I'm doing it for the children" Sherlock said pulling away smiling
"For the children!" you cheered.
...The Next Day...
"And remember to shop at Marty's for all your grocery needs!" James Popper's dad announced ending his speech, a grocer how exciting... wait til they see Sherlock
"Thank you Mister Popper for that wonderful speech, and now for Y/N's guardian, Sherlock Holmes, a... consulting detective?" The teacher said introducing Sherlock
"Are you that guy who faked his death!" some Cockney kid said from the back
Sherlock ignores him, "I am the world's only consulting detective, the police come to me whenever they're too foolish to solve anything. Which is extremely often... what I do is take the obvious evidence and conclude what is right under everyone's noses. Take the death of the butcher for example-"
"Sherlock a different case" you said, he just looks at you begging with his eyes, "No!" you both knew that the ending to the case was that the butcher's ex- wife cut him up into bits and Mister Daniels would not have any of that.
"Well! That story took up most of my presentation so... has anyone seen a human eye?" Sherlock pulls out a baggy with three human eyes in it.
"BLAECKK" a girl in the front row puked all over her desk
"Come on! It's not that bad, this one was the butcher's!" he points to one of the eyes
"BLAECKK" another kid pukes!
"OUT!" Mister Daniels ordered to Sherlock who was smiling at you as you glared evilly at him
The room was chaos! Sherlock dashed out satisfied while kids yell and scream and squirm. Parents try to calm their kids while gossiping to each other about who would do such a thing. Mister Daniels glares at you while calling the janitor on the phone. This was the last career day this school had for a long time. Thanks Sherlock Holmes.
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100 (and 2) Followers! You guys are the best, I love this blog! I will be posting more soon but I have AP summer reading and essays to write due the first day of school and I've got to finish before band camp (ohmygerdbandcamp). But there will be some coming soon as well as a celebration series or one shots :) Love Love Kate
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Supernatural College Series Part 3
Anon request: continue the Supernatural college series Imagine: going to a college party and the boys showing up Fandom: Supernatural - The music pounded from the dormitory all the way down the street as you walk with your roommates. "This party will be amazing!" Michelle giggled, she's already half drunk You laugh along with the girls even though nothing was funny. You glance around at all the cars and people around the street. You swear you see a 67 impala among them. You're just missing your brothers you tell yourself and keep walking. The dormitory smelled of alcohol and was noisy with the screams of drunk college students and loud music. You followed Michelle, Tia, and Ashley up to a dorm room where a huge beer pong tournament was taking place. You were offered a beer but you declined, you were never much of a drinker. For thirty minutes you watched the matches, always cheering for the majority's pick. Until a drunken loser bumped the table spilling a fresh set up of solo cups full of beer all over you. "Motherfu-" you shrieked, this was your favorite pair of jeans! The crowd erupted with laughter and you squeezed your way out if the room and to a bathroom down the hall. You attempted to get out what you could of the beer from you shirt and jeans, but with no avail. You walk out the bathroom and straight into someone. You apologize without looking up and start walking. They grab your hand startling you, "y/n?" They say You spin around, "Sam?" "What the hell are you doing here?" Dean said stepping out from behind Sam "I could ask you the same question!" You pull your hand from Sam's grasp. "We're on a case" Dean says "Without telling me?" You sneered "You said you wanted nothing to do with... Hunting... While you were here" Sam explained "I said nothing to do with hunting, not nothing to do with you! You guys are my brothers I'd like to say hi or visit you when you're in town!" "Sorry, we thought- is that smell you?" Dean said "Some drunken asshole got the next game of beer pong on me" you say "Gross" Dean chuckled "Shut up" you snap at him "Here" Sam gives you his flannel he was wearing over a t-shirt to cover up with "Thanks" you put it on, "What are you guys hunting?" "It was a flop, we thought an angel that could help us was here but no" Dean told me and hit the down button on the elevator. "Ah" you said and step into the elevator with them after a couple kissing steps out. "What are you doing at a party anyway?" Sam asks "Good question I should be asking myself, but you don't have worry about me" you say with a bit of hostility "Woah y/n, we are just looking out for you. Making sure that this college thing goes well for you" Dean said "Is that why you're here?" You ask Silence. "Oh my god you were checking up on me!" You yell coming out of the elevator, "I knew Dean doesn't say flop! What am I a child!?" "Yes! Yes you are!" Dean argues back over the music in the lobby "You don't think I can handle myself?! I have hunted demons, angels, vampires, ghosts, and other crazy shit! I have faced with you half a dozen apocalypses! You don't think I can go to community college!" "That's not what we're saying!" Sam yells "Whatever!" You yell, and take off through the crowd. You lose the boys and eventually make it make back to your dorm room in a different dormitory. You fall asleep angrily and wake up to three apologetic voicemails and five texts. Those boys will have to learn you don't crumble that easily.
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