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Update
Hey guys i promise I’m still active!! Been working on some requests and i should have those up a few days after Christmas ! Love you guys
“Hey it’s okay. You’re safe now.”
Dating Sam Winchester would include:
* Loves to cuddle with you
* Compliments you every chance he gets
* Rants to you about Dean and frustrating hunts
* Gets protective over you
* you getting protective of Sam if Dean yells at him
* him giving you constant reassurance
* conversations on mythology and ancient lore
* passionate sex
* him taking care of you when you get too drunk
* holds your hand as often as possible
* listens
* is the first to say “i love you”
* complains when you text ily instead of i love you
* having dance battles to relieve stress
* screaming at each other when fighting but make up 5 minutes later
* morning kisses
"Luci?" "Sorry for the meat suit baby but it's the only way I could see you."
Hola
Hey so I was wondering what imagines you like/want more of. Long imagines, gif sets + blurb, dating would include, short imagines?
Dating Dean Winchester would include: * jamming to classic rock with him in the car * him constantly teasing you * him being very protective over you * always saying 'I love you' before and after each hunt * cuddling after a rough day * get drunk together * both of you bugging Sammy * shower sex * making love * doing his makeup for entertainment * always making jokes * beating him in strip poker * making him watch girly movies with you but him secretly (or not so secretly) loving them * eating unhealthy food together and Sam constantly getting on the two of you about it * being worried that someone will get hurt on the hunt * overreacting * both of you loving each other unconditionally
Hi! I'm filming an anti bullying video tomorrow for the highschool (I don't even go there I'm homeschooled) I'm the lead character and I'm beyond stressed trying to cram the script into my head.. is there any way you can do a short imagine where the reader is stressed and lucifer isn't making things any better so the reader just blows up at him and he basically goes "oh shit she yelled at me" and he tries everything in his power to make things better?? (Just an idea)
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Stressed
Here is a short imagine for you guys! This was a request! Hope ya like it. Warnings: swearing, frustration You were stressed and even that seemed like the understatement of the century. Between the odd hunt, constantly getting calls from do research for hunts, online classes, and dealing with Lucifer himself you had your hands full. You were currently writing a 1,500 hundred word essay about social media's effect on bullying which was due tomorrow morning at 8am. It wasn't that you didn't know the information for the topic but that apparently everyone needed sometime from you. Your phone won't stop ringing. "Hello?" "Y/N? It's Sam could you do some research for me?" "Yeah" I sigh, "what's up?" "We are on a hunt and at each scene there has been this blue powder or substance left behind. Could you help us out?" "Okay I'll call you when I find something." "Thanks Y/N." I hang up and let out a frustrated scream. The door opens and Lucifer comes in. "What are you all worked up for?" He asks. "I just have a full plate. I am writing a paper and then people want me to find all this information for them and-" "Woah babe I just asked want was wrong. I didn't need your life story." He jokes. You weren't laughing though. "Seriously? You are my fucking boyfriend Lucifer. I thought you would actually care but I guess not. Sorry if I burden you. Just leave me alone." You yell at him. His face is pure shock. You turn back to your computer and your phone starts buzzing. You place your hands on your head in utter frustration and just start to cry. Hesitantly Lucifer comes over and turns the phone off. "Baby I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry." "I'm not crying because of you! I'm just frustrated and stressed okay?" You tell him. He pulls you towards him and he hugs you. "I was just joking with you. I wanted to lighten the mood, make you laugh but that didn't really work" you laugh lightly at that, "how about we turn your phone off for the night? I can help you with your paper and we can do all the research the hunters want after." "Deal, thank you Luci." "Anything for you. I love you." "I love you too." You tell him finally feeling better.
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219 amazing people are following me! I love all of you and two new imagines will be up tonight 💓💓
Um... its not nice to steal people's shoes.. Sam has been looking for that for a few years now... I think he'd like it back
I couldn't help it...it was so tempting
"I can't handle loosing anyone else Sammy. I wish I couldn't feel a damn thing."
Scars
request: Could you please write an imagine where before the reader started to hunt with the Winchesters she was captured and held by (choose any monster) and tortured for a really long time. The boys bring up one of her scars and she panics and Dean calms her down hope you like it! - You take a shaky breath as you look in the mirror. Scars littered your back and stomach. You understood when you started the hunting life it wouldn't be easy and boy you were right. You wish that these ugly scars could go away, just vanish but they can't. You tried everything and nothing worked. You just wish you weren't so self conscious about them but they are so ugly and there's so many. You got them a year or so back when you were hunting without the Winchesters. You were kidnapped by a demon and kept in a cell for weeks. The demon kept asking about some hunter named John Winchester. You had heard about the Winchesters before but never met them but of course the demon didn't believe you, or if it did it didn't care. Finally you managed to escape and a month or so later you met the Winchesters on a hunt. We have been hunting together ever since. The brands and deep cuts still litter your skin and sometimes when you touch them you swear you can still feel the severe pain that blinded you during your time there. Plus you still had nightmares every so often. The torture left not just physical but emotional scars as well. You were scared to be alone and thankful that the boys rarely did leave you by yourself. They never knew about the torture that still haunts you and you don't plan on telling them. You shake your head trying to forgot the most painfully moments and get dressed in a long sleeve and a pair of athletic shorts. Leaving your secure room in the bunker, you head to the kitchen area to get some hot tea. Sam and Dean are both up readings myths and looking for cases. "Morning sunshine." Dean says winking at me. Sam does a little wave, too deep in his research for anything else. You start the kettle and then reach up to grab some sugar at the top cabinet. You feel your shirt lifting up but don't think anything of it. "Y/N what are those on your back?" Sam asks. You quickly turn around pulling your shirt down but it was too late the damage was done. "N-nothing." You stutter. "Were those scars?" Sam says. Dean just stares at you like a deer in headlights. Panic fills up inside you and tears come into your eyes. More painfully memories blur into your mind and you start hyperventilating. Dean rushes to you immediately. "Hey princess you are okay. Just breathe okay? Focus on my voice." Dean continues to reassure me the next few minutes and I finally calm down. He holds me in his lap like a small child. "Now can you tell us what these are from?" Dean asks softly. You sigh and stand up, lifting your shirt to your bra and turning around. Sam and Dean both gasp. "I was a captured by a demon. Never gave me a name. He was looking for John Winchester and of course I heard of him. Every hunters heard the name Winchester practically. Well I had no information on your father or what he did. I don't know whether the demon didn't believe me or didn't care but he cut, branded and starved me until I escaped." A few tears leak from your eyes and you lean into Dean. "Y/N...I am so sorry. This is all my fault." Dean tells you sadly. "No it isn't. You didn't exactly choose this life and I didn't even know you guys back then." "I know but we are so sorry." Sam adds. You just nod, too exhausted to speak. All of a sudden Dean gets up and carries you in his arms to his room. He gently places you on the bed and Dean lays down facing you. "You know I'd never let anything hurt you right?" Dean says. "I know. You've always protected me." You admit. Dean reaches up and pushes your hair away from your face. He kisses your forehead softly and you snuggle into his chest. "Get some sleep. I'll keep away the nightmares." Dean whispers to you. You feel yourself fading off into a trance only hearing three words as you do. "I love you."
Soulmate
warnings: suicide , character death , sadness "Balthazar what if he finds out! He will kill you this isn't Castiel anymore." You tell him. "Y/N he's our only hope. We won't let anything happen to him okay?" Dean insists. "Cas knows we are soul mates love and he wouldn't hurt you so I'm safe." Balthazar tells me. You sigh but agree. He gives Dean an address on a piece of paper where Crowley and Castiel are. "I love you. I'll see you soon." Balthazar whispers kissing you softly. "I love you too." You say admiring him and his wings that were pure black but beautiful. With a whoosh he was gone. "He is going to be okay so is Sam." Dean says giving you a hug. You nod. As we say our goodbyes to Sam who is still unconscious we head to the impala. As we roll up you start to feel a bad tingling sensation on your body. Then a sharp stabbing pain like you were being ripped in half. "Dean!" You cry out as we come to a stop. "Y/N what's wrong." You start screaming in agony. Dean looks at Bobby. Suddenly the realization hits you. The sharp pain worsens as you realize that this is what loosing your soulmate feels like. Your screams and pain worsen Dean and Bobby start talking among themselves questioning what they can do. That's when darkness comes and flips the car causing you to pass out. "Y/N! Wake up." Dean shouts. Pain consumes you like your soul slowly ripping it in half as you come out of your unconscious state. Screams continue as agony fills your body once again. "Kill me Dean." You manage to get out. "No! You are my sister and you aren't going anywhere. We will get him back baby. We will. But in the meantime I'm sorry." A sharp pain hits your head knocking you unconscious once again. - "Dean we can't leave her here and we can't take her with us." Bobby says. "She will be fine." Dean says laying his little sister down softly. "What if she wakes up. There's guns and a hell of a lot of glass Dean. She is in agony. From what I've read loosing your soulmate literally rips your soul in half Dean." Dean swears and picks up Y/N gently. "I can't loose her too Bobby." Dean says making his way to where Castiel should be. They navigate the building quickly Dean thanking his sister for not waking up yet and give away there location. They finally make it to where Crowley and Castiel are to find that Cas isn't there. Dean sets Y/N outside the door and they sneak in there where Rapheal and Crowley are doing the spell. Dean throws the angel blade that Rapheal easily catches. "Well nice of you boys to join us." Crowley smirks. He throws Bobby and then Dean. He looks up sudden as he hears painful agonizing screams. "Who's that?" "Y/N. She-Castiel killed Balthazar. Her soulmate." Dean groans. Crowley actually looked sympathetic but he turned back to what he was doing ignoring the cries of Y/N. He chants the spell and looks at the wall expectantly. Nothing happens and Castiel appears. "You son of a bitch. How could you kill Balthazar." "He was conspiring." "He was Y/N's soulmate you ass." "Castiel her soul is literally ripping in half inside her body and it won't stop. You have killed her and I quite like the littlest Winchester." Crowley shouts. Castiel snaps his fingers and Rapheal explodes. "I'm not bringing him back." Castiel says. All of a sudden an angel blade stabs Castiel not effecting him. "I'm a God not an angel." Castiel says turning to Sam. "Look Castiel I'm the King of Hell but do you hear the agony? The pain you are causing the only Winchester I can stand. She's gonna die." Crowley says. "I'll take her soul then." Castiel says. "No! No don't you touch my sisters soul." Sam yells. "I'll make her an angel then she can visit him." Castiel says. Suddenly a gunshot rings out and a sound of a bag of potatoes dropping on the ground. "Y/N!" Dean cries out sprinting out the door. He grabs his sisters dead body and starts to sob. Sam quickly follows and drops to his knees. "Don't ever cross me again." Castiel says then leaves quickly. Crowley looks down sadly then vanishes. - When you wake out of your unconsciousness Dean put you in the agony quickly comes back worse than ever before. "Y/N? Oh my god. What happened?" Sam rushes out quietly. "He died." Is all you can manage between your pain, tears, and screaming. Sam looks shocked. "I-I'll be right back." He says forgetting about the bag of guns he dropped when he saw me. You hear commotion over your screaming but you can't take it. You unzip the bag of guns and quickly grab a 9mm. You take the safety of and load it quickly. You raise it to your skull. "I love you. I'm sorry." You whisper before putting a bullet in your head. - requests open
"That's your sister? Well she sure doesn't look like you two ugly things." - not my gifs
"I killed her Sammy...she will never know how much I loved her..." - not my gifs request
“Really? In the kitchen? I eat pie in here!”
- not my gifs & PLEASE REQUEST I do long imagines and gif set ones
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