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Shoot First by Ario Murti
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Shoot First by Ario Murti
Gender is Optional (2023)
Sam: Dean! We need a plan of attack! Dean: I have a plan! Attack.
Leisure Club photo : @xshaydx
S.H.O.O.T. First #2
Art by: Nicolás Daniel Selma
Shoot first
Characters: Dean Winchester, reader
Word count: 339
Warnings: Violence, death - murder-, blood (SPN canon typical shit), and cursing… literaly
A/N: This is my entry for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing SPN HIATUS CHALLENGE week 5. I was about to skip this week, but then I didn’t
Prompt (I changed it a little bit, I hope it’s okay If not, I apologize for breaking the rules): “Please refrain from shooting her, we need her for later.”
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Shoot first
The gunfire went off barely a few centimetres away from your left ear, startling and deafening you momentarily before you could even open your mouth again to yell at Dean Winchester some more.
The bullet broke the sound barrier in slow motion and sunk into her skull. The small hole between her perfectly plucked eyebrows didn’t start dripping blood until your eyes we able to refocus to witness it. The witch dropped to the ground and it only took a few seconds before the blood pooled around her.
A loud endless ‘beeep’ sound was all you could hear and your brain cortex begun to hurt, either way you turned towards you one-time hunting partner.
“Good one Winchester!” You clamored still being able to find sarcasm in yourself, despite the anger and deafness.
“What is your problem now?” He shouted back, standing up your face. The whole case had been a disaster from the beginning.
“Well, first of all you almost ripped my fucking ear off and secondly, hmm… Jeez, dunno? You killed her!!”
“And what the hell did you wanted me to do?”
“Um… Refrain from shooting her, because we need her for later! But now she’s fucking dead!”
“I’m sorry for saving your ass!” Dean said turning around and heading out to leave the clear in the woods.
“Nobody asked you to save my ass!” You answered him following suit. “She already fucking cursed me!” You walked passed him towards his stupid car.
Dean’s nostrils flared accompanying the pouting of his lips as he digged in his pockets for the keys. The door creaked open and he hesitated a second before unlocking the passenger side door for you.
You glared at him though the mud stained glass and his dumb fingers popped the lock up. You climbed in, shutting the door harder than necessary.
“Hey!” Dean warned, you just gave him the side eye. “Don’t take out on my baby.”
“Shut up! And you better hope, for your own good this is not a lust curse, because I will fuck you to death!”
Sydney April 2017