Uniqness is Key in Life

This is an imagine blog. I will do ships, preferences, and personalized imagines. Mainly male reader imagines or unisex

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Hey Bartender

ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ: Supernatural ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛ: No ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Dean x Reader ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ: You are the cute server from the bar, and I keep on drinking so you could refill my glass ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: none really A/n: sorry it's so late in the day. I've been busy all day. Hope it isn't as bad as I think it might be @plaidandwhiskeydean

-------------------------------------- Dean rested his elbows on the counter of the bar, hold his glass of whiskey. He was on his third or fourth glass and had no intention of stoping anytime soon. Not with the bartender working that night. His green eyes were locked on you since he walked into the bar, the friendly smile you show to every customer you pass. He admitted that he wasn't exactly straight but he wasn't exactly gay either but you. You would be the reason if he went full on gay. You walked over to the dirty blonde male that had walked in not to long ago when you see his glass empty. You caught him looking at you a couple times but it never bothered you. You've been stared at by men before and it was never a problem to you. You were an open pansexual so any person staring never really weirded you out. Besides, the guy wasn't that bad looking. Green eyes that seemed hazel in the dark bar lighting, dirty blond hair that was semi-neatly combed, and a light stubble. "Want another drink?" You ask him as you rested your hand on the polished, cherry wood counter. "Actually. This time, how bout your name?" the man flashed you a smirk made your knees weak, not that you showed it. "I don't give my name to strangers at a bar. Especially when I'm on my shift," you said with a slight smirk and a raised eyebrow, interested in how this will turn out. "How about this. I tell you my name and you tell me yours if I stay till your shift's done?" he offered, persistent to get your name. You pretend to think for a moment. You would have said yes in a heartbeat to this man, especially since your shift is over in the next minute but you didn't want to come off desperate. "You got yourself a deal," you said and held your hand out to shake on it, making the man's smirk turn into a full in grin. "Great. The name's Dean Winchester," the man, Dean, took your hand firmly and shook it. The warmth of his hand felt nice and you almost didn't want to let go of it. "Nice you meet you Dean," you said as you let go of his hand and took off your black half apron tied loosely around your hips. "I'm {y/n} {l/n}." "Mind if I bye you a drink?"

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Insomniac

Fandom: Daredevil

Paring: Matt Murdock x Insomiac!Reader

Triggers: Fluff, insomnia, semi-smut, cuddles

Your name: submit What is this? // <![CDATA[ function replaceAll(find, replace, str) { return str.replace(new RegExp(find, 'g'), replace); } function myHandler() { var input = document.getElementById("inputTxt").value; document.body.innerHTML = replaceAll('Y/N', document.getElementById("inputTxt").value, document.body.innerHTML); } // ]]>

Your nickname: submit What is this? // <![CDATA[ function replaceAll(find, replace, str) { return str.replace(new RegExp(find, 'g'), replace); } function myHandler2() { var input = document.getElementById("inputTxt2").value; document.body.innerHTML = replaceAll('YN/N', document.getElementById("inputTxt2").value, document.body.innerHTML); } // ]]>

Your eye color: submit What is this? // <![CDATA[ function replaceAll(find, replace, str) { return str.replace(new RegExp(find, 'g'), replace); } function myHandler3() { var input = document.getElementById("inputTxt3").value; document.body.innerHTML = replaceAll('Y/E/C', document.getElementById("inputTxt3").value, document.body.innerHTML); } // ]]>

Your hair color: submit What is this? // <![CDATA[ function replaceAll(find, replace, str) { return str.replace(new RegExp(find, 'g'), replace); } function myHandler4() { var input = document.getElementById("inputTxt4").value; document.body.innerHTML = replaceAll('Y/H/C', document.getElementById("inputTxt4").value, document.body.innerHTML); } // ]]>

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You sighed as you rolled around on your bed, sheets tangling around you. You’ve tried everything to fall asleep, warm milk, lavender oil, ect, but nothing ever seems to work. Deciding to finally get out of bed, you looked at you phone for the time; 2:13 a.m. Letting out a semi-loud groan, you stand and stretch your back like a cat and slipped a [color] robe over your thin camisole top and [color] pajama shorts. You walked out of your apartment and next door, knocking lightly. “Please be awake,” you mutter as you hug your robe closed. You head shoots up as the door opened to reveal one of your longest friends and boyfriend, Matt Murdock. “(Y/N). Is everything okay?” Matt inquired, his unresponsive brown eyes seemed to always to lock a gaze with your. “Can’t sleep. Can I……stay with you tonight?” You ask as you slowly rocked on the balls of your feet. Giving a small nod, Matt takes a step back so you can enter. As you step inside, you wrap your arms around his waist and buried your face in his chest. Matt breathed out a light chuckle and shut the door, pulling you closer to his chest. “Come on. Lets go lay down,” he said into your [h/l] [h/c] hair as you nod lightly. Matt lets you lead him to the bedroom all though you know perfectly well that he can get there himself. He pulls you onto his lap as he sits on his bed, heat radiating off his shirtless chest as it’s pressed to your back. Matt places light kisses on the side of your neck as his arms snake around your waist. You turn your head and cup his face with your hands, guiding his lips to yours in a chaste kiss. Matt smiles into the kiss and places a hand on the back of your neck to deepen the kiss, laying you down on the bed and hovered over you. Licking your bottom lip for permission, he places his hands on each side if your head. Reluctantly pulling away, you yawn softly and covered you mouth, causing the blind man on top of you to chuckle. “Looks like I tired you out already,” he said as he laid beside you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you to his chest. “I love you Matt,” you murmur softly and you turn to bury your face in his chest. “Love you too [Y/N],” Matt said as he nuzzles your neck and soon you two fell asleep.

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Supernatural AU Challenge

So…I stumbled upon these AU prompts and I thought that it would be a fun idea to do an 8 day AU challenge.

So it starts on the 28 and ends on January 4th and any body is able to join just tag your writing with SPN AU challenge so everyone can read what you have written.

Everything is welcomed. Fluff, angst, smut. Everything.

Dec. 28: You are the cute server from the bar, and I keep on drinking so you could refill my glass

Dec. 29: You are a homeless singer I see everyday, and I always keep giving you money even if you’re not singing

Dec. 30: I saw you go to school (or other places) all wet. You said it was raining, but it’s actually sunny today.

Dec. 31: You are so fucking dense that I have to bring you a big cake with a heart and ‘I love you’ in icing on a Valentine’s Day just to show how I want for us to go steady.

Jan. 1: One of my friends say that small girls are cute, and then you budge in and said that tall girl are cute too, especially tall boys. It suddenly turned awkward because I’m the only boy in the group who is taller than the average height.

Jan. 2: Joined a Chess competition with you because you like chess, but I actually don’t know how to play chess, in the end, I caused quite a scene which you found out that I don’t play chess at all.

Jan. 3: I bought you 50 dollars worth of chocolates on a whim, but after I paid the cashier, I remembered you actually don’t like chocolate in the first place. Now I don’t know what to do with them.

Jan. 4: You work as a computer technician and I brought my laptop to be repaired. You said it’ll take more than an hour so it’s okay if I just left it there and come back, but I stayed until it was finished so that I could look at your attractive face and maybe talk about stuff.

I’m gonna tag @the-mrs-deanwinchester, @mishasmuffin, @bovaria, @ilostmyshoe-79, @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog, @tatertot-tester, @anotherwinchesterfangirl, @winchesterenthusiast, @daydreamingintheimpala, @paigeinastory to see if any of y’all want to partake of this event that I’m trying to do.

And this is open for everyone to do so if you see this and you want to join or if you think that someone else might enjoy doing this, give them a shoutout. 

Spread the word.

[paigeinastory-deactivated201804]

 I  am so doing this thank you @snowballackles !!! I would like to give this to @spnfeelstrain @fannyloaf @castiels-colette @kaz2y5-imagines @sincerelysaraahh @professor-deancess @spnimaginesgalore @tonguetiedsam and @deanwritings !

Help spread the word guys for my friend @snowballackles I think this is a really creative idea and I can’t wait to see what everyone comes up with !!!

[sincerelysaraahh]

I’m so in!

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Bell’s Blue Shirt

Fandom: The 100

Request: no

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Reader

Prompt: Bellamy's infamous blue shirt has gone missing that is until your seen walking around camp in it

Trigger Warnings: n/a

A/N - Reader is gender fluid. I will try my best to make reader gender fluid unless a specific gender is requested

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You know you had raised suspicions around the camp as you avoided your boyfriend, Bellamy. Last night, you had taken his favorite blue shirt after you spent some 'alone time' with him. You put it on this morning because why the hell not. Stupid? Yes. Regret it? No. But anyways, you've been staying out of your curly haired boyfriend as he's been scouring the camp for his shirt.

"(y/n)? Why are you hiding behind the food storage?"

You jump at the sound of Clarke's voice behind you and spin around to face the blonde leader.

"Oh. Clarke. Um....you haven't seen Bellamy have you?" you let out a small, nervous laugh and rubbed the back of your neck nervously, avoiding eye contact.

"I think everyone in camp has seen him. What did you do (y/n)?" the blonde leaned more on her left foot and crossed her arms, her steel gaze locking with yours.

"I may have-"

"(y/n)!"

You look behind you to see the man you've been avoiding all day jogging your way.

"Got to run Clarke," you give her a small wave before hauling ass to find a new hiding spot but you  happened to be too slow seeing as two strong arms wrapped themselves around your waist and pulling you close the to torso they were attached to.

"So this is where my shirt went," Bellamy's warm breath brushed against your neck, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

You let out a small, nervous laugh which got caught in your throat as you felt him lightly suck that tender spot on your neck.

"It looks better on you but you still need to be punished," he lightly nipped you earlobe then trailed mildly rough kisses down your neck before dragging you to his tent.

Let's just say, you decided to be bad more often.

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List

This is the list of fandoms I will write for. You may not request anything outside the list. If you do, your request will be ignored.

-The Flash -Arrow -Gotham -Constantine -NCIS(regular and LA) -Bones -Alphas -Teen Wolf -Game of Thrones -The Internship -Maze Runner -Vampire Diaries/The Originals -Criminal Minds -Doctor Who -Sherlock -Elementary -Castle -Supernatural -Marvel -Harry Potter -The 100 (More later on)