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emma winchester || 18 / 2 || supernatural artist mechanic resurrected daughter of dean winchester

[littlestxwinchester]

vcmpirebarbie​:

“Well Emma Winchester, I run a boarding home for…gifted children. And I know it might seem a little strange, but we have loads of rooms in the building. If you..wanted to stay with us, I know you’ll be welcomed there. It’s not much, but it would be a roof over your head.” she paused, giving the girl a small smile. “If you’d like of course.”

she tilted her head. “like....for supernatural people? that kind of gifted?” she asked curiously. “and you wouldn’t...mind? i mean...i’ve never really had a place to be. i mean i had a crib but that was for like a day,” she rambled slightly. she gave the blonde a small smile. “and you’d be there? no one would hurt me?” 

[littlestxwinchester]

cursedpapercuts​:

“What exactly happened?” He asked her. Castiel didn’t really know if he should ask or not but it did seem like a valid question to ask. Castiel nodded at the other before shrugging a bit. “I don’t really know if I am being honest but I can tell that this place or town is not normal. It would seem people can’t die.”

emma lowered her gaze, shifting slightly. she should tell him. it wasn’t fair to let him like her okay with him knowing the mistake she’d made. “i’m an amazon. they....they lied to me and sent me to.....to kill dad. he doesn’t want anything to do with me so i don’t blame you if you don’t either. it was a mistake. i just...i wanted a family and the amazons told me that was how i would have one. but i shouldn’t have gone,” she rambled, chewing on her lip. “well i’m glad it’s not purgatory. i didn’t like it there,” she admitted. “well since i’ve died before, that’s kind of reliving i suppose.” 

[littlestxwinchester]

cursedpapercuts​:

“That is creepy.” Derek admitted, not really comfortable with a complete stranger wanting his memories. “Really? You know, the strange thing is no one can seem to die here, so if they came here and copied someone, would they stay like that person?” He asked. “Yeah, I did. It’s weird, honestly. Nothing makes sense.”

emma nodded. “yeah,” she agreed, shuddering at the idea of someone else having her memories. she shrugged slightly. “i don’t actually know. i mean no one really died in purgatory either. well you died just didn’t stay dead dead. since you were already dead. that’s how you get there,” she rambled slightly. “sorry i sometimes do that,” she said sheepishly. she shook her head. “no not really,” she chuckled slightly. 

[littlestxwinchester]

♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses

emma was having a rough night. it was one of the nights that everything was just overwhelming to her. the fact that she was in this new environment that she didn’t understand, the fact that her father was there and seemed to want nothing to do with her, the flashes of memories from purgatory. everything just seemed to be crushing her. she felt the tears flowing down her face and her breaths coming sporadically. she felt like she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t focus. maybe they were right. she didn’t deserve to be a winchester. she let out a whimper as the door opened and she buried her face in her knees. 

“emma?” the soft voice asked, carefully entering the room. emma whimpered again, her body shaking. “oh emma.” the redhead could see the caring blonde hesitantly approaching her. she was safe. caroline wouldn’t hurt her. caroline gently and slowly sat down on the floor next to the young amazon, wrapping her arm around emma. that just broke the floodgates. emma started sobbing into caroline’s arms. she leaned into the other as caroline soothed her hair, running her fingers through emma’s waves. she felt caroline press a gentle kiss to her forehead as she held emma through her breakdown. 

[littlestxwinchester]

💢 : your muse picks mine up & carries them over their shoulder (Stiles)

emma was laughing with a bright smile on her face. she and stiles were running around like idiots, chasing each other. he’d taken one of her pencils that she’d needed and she was trying to get it. “stiles give it back!” she called laughing. she finally caught him, lifting him up. she finally grabbed the pencil back. “ha! i win!” she said happily. 

[littlestxwinchester]

disgraced-winchester​:

He pressed his lips into a thin line and sighed at the words before nodding his head, eyes sweeping over the girl before him. He tried to ignore the niggling feeling of guilt at the thought of walking away when she at least seemed to be trying. 

“Look,” He sighed, pushing a hand through his hair. “Would you want to help me find him? Just.. look around a little bit? Maybe catch up”

emma honestly didn’t blame him for not really wanting to be around her. she’d messed up that night. she should have just put the knife down and talked to them, tried to figure things out. but she’d been scared. 

emma’s head snapped up, her green eyes wide at his proposition. she couldn’t help the smile that grew on her face. “really?! you wouldn’t mind? i’d love to,” she said happily, almost bouncing at the idea of getting to know him. working on fixing things. 

[littlestxwinchester]

of hunters & sunshine || tasks

a diary entry 

Dear Diary, 

     Being back alive is very strange. I feel just out of step with everyone. I don’t understand most of the references people say. The Amazons didn’t really care much about making sure we knew about anything like that. But I have met some nice people at least. Derek is very nice to me and has a very nice face and so are Caroline and Lexi. Dad and Uncle Sam are both here too. Though neither of them trust me. Or really seem to want anything to do with me. Not that I really blame them. I screwed up that day. I know I did. I just hope that one day they won’t hate me. I’m not sure it’s realistic to hope they’ll accept me into their family. But I hope that they don’t hate me forever. At least their friend Castiel doesn’t seem to hate me yet. Though I’m sure that will change once Dad tells him about me. Maybe if I tell him first he won’t hate me. It’s better not to hold out hope, though. He is part of Dad’s family so I’m sure he’ll stick with him and Uncle Sam. 

    I’m still not sure what I’m supposed to do here in this town. I don’t really have any skills other than what the Amazons taught me. And I’m not about to use those. It’s actually quite frustrating. I don’t really know how to fit in with everyone else. Which ends up making me feel more sad than anything else. I wanted friends and a family before this. And now I just want to curl up. And sometimes cry. Actually quite a bit. But I don’t like to tell anyone that. The Amazons said that makes you weak. And I’m sure that Dad thinks the same thing. He’s a warrior, after all right? Warriors don’t cry. Not that I’m much of an Amazon. Not much of a Winchester either, I guess. I’m not strong like them. So where does that leave me?

                 emma

[promptfairy]

❥   𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍     [   𝐀   𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋   𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄   ]  .

designed  for  muses  with  a  bit  of  unresolved  tension between  them ,   but  can  be  used  for  any  circumstances you  see  fit !!  

♡   𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄  :    add   ‘  + 🔁  ’   to  reverse  the  roles .

📖  :    my  muse  discovers  your  muse  reading  a  diary  entry  that  my  muse  wrote  about  yours .

💅  :    your  muse  paints  my  muse’s  nails .

🚿  :    my  muse  accidentally  moans  while  your  muse  washes  their  hair .

👕  :    your  muse  helps  my  muse  get  dressed  after  my  muse  sustains  an  injury  or  illness .

🛏️  :    our  muses  are  forced  by  circumstance  to  share  a  bed  for  the  night .

🧼  :    your  muse  bathes  mine  after  my  muse  sustains  an  injury  or  illness .

🙏  :    our  muses’  hands  brush  as  they  walk  side  by  side .

💢  :    your  muse  picks  mine  up   &   carries  them  over  their  shoulder .

👁️  :    your  muse  is  watching  mine  sleep ,   when  my  muse  suddenly  wakes  up   &   catches  them .

🚬  :    my  muse  steals  a  cigarette   (   or lollipop   )   from  your  muse   &   puts  it  in  their  mouth .

🎐  :    our  muses  slow  dance  together .

🧦  :    your  muse  walks  in  on  my  muse  changing  clothes .

🎀  :   your  muse  brushes  my  muse’s  hair .

💍  :    our  muses  are  mistaken  for  a  couple  by  someone  else .

👔  :    your  muse  notices  that  my  muse’s  shirt  is  open   &   goes  to  ‘  fix  it  ’ .

👗  :    my  muse  sees  yours  all  dressed  up .

🪑  :    my  muse  is   ‘  forced  ’   to  sit  on  your  muse’s  lap   (   due  to  a  lack  of  chairs ,   faulty seatbelt ,  etc .   )

🍆  :    your  muse  makes  a  suggestive  joke  but  my  muse  actually  acts  on  it . 

[lamiaflava]

Specify Rebekah,Lizzie or Maeve x

[amourmemes]

❥     𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌   𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓   .

a  list  of  my  favorite  one  -  liners  from  the  website  pinterest  . feel  free  to  customize  as  you  wish  !

‵  perhaps  i’ll  write  a  book  of  great  shit  i’ve  done  nobody’s  ever  noticed.  ′ ‵  as  god  as  my  witness,  i  will  never  be  a  victim  again.  ′ ‵  i’m  becoming  less  interesting.  the  world  is  noticing  and  so  are  you.  ′ ‵  you  are  such  a  soft  and  messy  thing.  nobody  knows  how  to  take  care  of  you.  ′ ‵  with  each  passing  day  i  can  feel  my  potential  melting  away  into  nothing.  ′ ‵  everyone  thinks  i’ve  gotten  better.  i  haven’t.  i’ve  just  gotten  better  at  hiding  it.  ′ ‵  i  haven’t  felt  real  in  a  long  time.  ′ ‵  i  told  my  therapist  about  you.  ′ ‵  and  i’m  plagued  by  childhood  traumas.  ′ ‵  you  don’t  need  a  reason  to  save  people.  ′ ‵  and  here  you  are  living  despite  it  all.  ′ ‵  i  can  do  this  .  and  even  if  i  can’t  ,  i  have  to.  ′ ‵  i’m  afraid  of  what  i’ve  become.  ′ ‵  i’ll  do  this  my  way.  ′ ‵  you’ll  be  just  like  your  father.  ′ ‵  i  wanted  to  write  down  exactly  what  i  felt  but  somehow  the  paper  stayed  empty.  i  could  not  have  described  it  any  better.  ′ ‵  sometimes  i  have  a  way  with  words  —  sometimes  words  have  their  way  with  me.  ′ ‵  some  days,  i  feel  everything  at  once.  other  days,  i  feel  nothing  at  all.  i  don’t  know  what’s  worse;  drowning  beneath  waves  or  dying  from  the  thirst.  ′ ‵  don’t  promise  to  live  forever,  promise  to  forever  live  while  you’re  alive.  ′ ‵  you  wear  the  kind  of  smile  that  would  be  cruel  not  to  kiss.  ′ ‵  in  your  hesitation  i  found  my  answer.  ′ ‵  thinking  of  you  is  a  poison  i  drink  often.  ′ ‵  flowers  will  grow  from  by  bones.  ′ ‵  if  i  can  still  breathe,  i’m  fine.  ′ ‵  you  already  know  how  this  will  end.  ′ ‵  who  am  i?  ′ ‵  i  fought  the  war  but  the  war  won.  ′ ‵  we’ll  never  be  those  kids  again.  ′ ‵  they  made  you  into  a  weapon  and  told  you  to  find  peace.  ′ ‵  they  know  you  walk  like  a  god  —  they  can’t  believe  i  made  you  weak.  ′ ‵  a  scar  means  i  survived.  ′ ‵  i  was  not  made  to  be  subtle.  ′ ‵  my  purpose  is  greater  than  my  pain.  ′ ‵  you  will  not  choke  the  divine  from  me.  i  am  my  own  god  and  martyr.  ′

[sphinxmemesmusings]

nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes ♕ : Holding hands ♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap. ♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ : Sharing a bed ♚ : Head scratches ♛ : Sharing a dessert ♜ : Shoulder rubs ♝ : Reading a book together ♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which) ♟ : Patching up a wound ♤ : Taking a bath together ♧ : Your muse playing with their hair ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together ♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses ♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. ♣ : Back scratches ♥ : Your muse crying about something ♦ : Slow dancing

[littlestxwinchester]

epicdefender​:

Grimacing at the girls explanation she couldn’t help but feel a little disgusted by the vampires actions against the human. Whatever her father had done, those crimes weren’t his daughters. “Well….hopefully they aren’t here either.” Lips spread into a fond smile she shrugged at the humans words. “He’s…got a bit of a hero complex. You just have to remind him every now and then to think of himself.”

emma tilted her head at the other’s expression. she seemed to not agree with what the other vampires had done to her. it was sort of reassuring that she wouldn’t hurt her. “i hope not. i’d really rather not see them again,” she admitted. she smiled softly. “hero complex. i see. everyone in purgatory only thinks of themselves. but i guess that’s more survival.” 

[littlestxwinchester]

cursedpapercuts​:

“I didnt know Dean had a daughter.” Castiel admitted before nodding at her with a smile. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Dean’s daughter. I could see it, you do remind me a lot of him.” THe man admitted. “I don’t think that is where we are. I’ve been told that this town is called Mystic something, I don’t remember the full term, but so far that is the information I’ve gathered.”

“we didn’t....i died. and it wasn’t exactly a great parting,” she said awkwardly but smiled back at him. “it’s nice to meet you too. my name is emma. but thanks,” she told him, relaxing a little. “so it is just a town? but it feels....it feels strange,” she admitted. 

[littlestxwinchester]

cursedpapercuts​:

“That sounds unsettling. So, they can like turn into anyone, right? Like, they could turn into me if they met me or is it just in general?” Derek asked curiously. He had neverd heard of that, so he wants to know just how many supernaturals he actually was dealing with in this town. “It’s nice to meet you, Emma. I”m Derek.”

“yeah it kind of is. gross too. yeah to anyone. they can turn into anyone they see or touch. but they get your memories too. it’s really creepy apparently,” she answered. “they’re not like super common or anything,” she added. she offered him another smile. “it’s nice to meet you too. so you just....appeared here too, then?”

[littlestxwinchester]

vcmpirebarbie​:

The girls responce wasn’t a good enough answer, eyebrows knitting together in a frown as blue eyes assesed the younger girl, looking her up and down. “What’s your name?” she asked, her voice still soft. The girl looked fragile - like a gust of wind would be enough to knock her to the floor.

emma could practically hear the fact that the blonde wasn’t really accepting her answer. even to emma, her facial expression was clear. “emma. emma winchester,” she answered. she had taken her father’s last name in purgatory and she wasn’t going to give it up unless he told her to. 

[littlestxwinchester]

heroicsvlvatore​:

Stefan was unbelievably confused. He was back from the dead, yes. That unless this was some type of conflicted hell… but for the about half an hour he was wandering around town, things seemed… normal? He had no clue how much time has passed or how the hell he simply reappeared in Mystic Falls as if nothing happened, but he was sure as hell going to find out. He walked into the Mystic Grill, hoping to spot at least one person he could recognize. “I don’t think… I’ve ever seen this place so crowded in my life…” He said to himself, taking a seat at one of the very few available tables. Weirdly, he felt his head spinning. He furrowed his eyebrows, closing his eyes for a moment, trying to recall the last thing he remembers. “I can’t be here… It’s not possible…”

@accursedhallowsstarters​

emma was wandering into the grill when she saw someone who looked as lost as she felt half the time. she’d grown a little more comfortable with her surroundings, mainly being alive again, and felt a bit more comfortable talking to people. it wasn’t really a skill she had developed much before she herself had died. she paused at the table nervously, tucking her bottom lip between her teeth. “are...uhm are you okay?” she asked, her voice soft. she let out a soft sigh when she heard his last statement. “were you dead?” she asked. 

[littlestxwinchester]

disgraced-winchester​:

Sam nodded his head slowly, a small sigh slipping past his lips, mind immediately wandering back towards that fucked up groundhogs day that Gabe had trapped he and Dean in for what felt like ever. He thought the archangel was dead. Though it wasn’t a huge surprise to find out he was alive, given that he’d faked his own death before. 

“Sweet…” Sam nodded slowly, lips pressing into a thin line before he cleared his throat. “Well. Good.” He glanced around. “I’m going to head off now, kinda need to find my brother. You just…keep on doing you. Or whatever it is kids say now.”

emma chewed on her fingernail as she stood there. she was sure she had probably said something wrong, something to make him not trust her more. she was trying, at least. she just wanted to do things right. .

she nodded again, remembering the broken angel who couldn’t seem to talk. “he’s getting better though,” she said softly. she nodded again, shrinking back into herself. “yeah of course. okay,” she replied, her voice barely audible. “i hope you find him.”

[littlestxwinchester]

cursedpapercuts​:

Castiel nodded at the young girl. “Oh, I don’t think he has mentioned a kid to me, but it’s very nice to meet you. I’m Castiel.” He told her. “That is true. That’s actually how Dean and I got to know one another. I pulled him out of Purgatory, giving him yet again, another chance at life.”

she felt a little disheartened that dean had never mentioned her but she had expected it. “i’m...i’m not surprised. our last meeting wasn’t super great. and then i died,” she muttered. but a small smile tugged at her lips. “it’s nice to meet you too. i’m emma,” she replied. “yeah i heard that he was there too. but i didn’t ever see him in purgatory.”