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[sloppyneedybmxboy]

4x01 slapssss there is something so gay going on this whole episode like even more so than usual, it's like dean comes BACK from hell and is just so extremely camp. that horny handprint on his arm?! even him picking up the porn mag is gay. UGHHHHGGG castiel just like messing with him the whole episode and burning out people's eyes coz they dare flirt with dean in front of him umm boy that's one hell of a crush

[deancas-brainrot]

out here breaking my own heart

i just read So Says the Sword on AO3..

i have never read anything so beautifully written for this fandom,, it was a whole new experience

[the-daily-multi-fandom-post]

The Anchor part 8

Parts to this small-ish series:  

1_ Here          2_ Here         3_ Here        4_ Here    

5_ Here          6_ Here         7_ Here       

"Even in death don't cry for me, I'm better now, I'm with people I have lost while I was alive. Don't cry for me, for we will see one another again one day. Don't cry in pain but for happiness. This is not the last you will hear from Y/n Donavan, You can't get rid of me that easily." Klaus read as he looked at the letter his once called girlfriend wrote.

( A few weeks earlier)

  The darkness has taken over hope. Even though she has fought it the best she could. So Klaus took the darkness for his daughter. Due to him taking it he couldn't see his daughter grow up. It broke His heart. He wanted to see his daughter grow into the young lady she was today, but due to the darkness he could not. "Klaus I have a way to get the darkness out of you." Y/n said as she looked at the hybrid. "How and lets do it now!" Klaus demanded. "So I have the spell. You have to take the darkness out then put it into something then kill it." Y/n said but she had not said what the real thing was gonna happen. Y/n was going to take the darkness upon herself then die. But since she is the anchor she will come back. "Lets do it." Klaus said as he grabbed his jacket to go out side to do the spell. 

Y/n started to chant in Latin. Klaus felt the darkness coming out of him. After a few minutes of him screaming he got knocked out from the impacted. 

( Klaus POV ) 

I woke up with a letter in my hand. It was addressed to me from Y/n I could tell by her beautiful hand writing. 

"Klaus, By the time your reading this I will be dead. But the thing is not all things that are dead will stay dead.. Not in your family. I took the darkness so you can see your daughter grow. She has missed you dearly. But I wanted to say for you not to wait I will be back maybe not soon, but I promise I will be back. I have things to deal with over here on the other side. Due to being the anchor I can always see you and when you need me you will see me. You can never get rid of me too easily not in a million years, But don't you dare cry for me. I am with people who I cared about who have died. I will be back sooner or later. - always and forever with love, Y/n." 

Klaus read the letter with tears going down his face. He looked up because he heard foot steps. "Daddy?" A little voice called out from behind the door. "Hope." Klaus called out. "Come here love." Klaus said as he opened his arms for the little girl.  Hope ran to her father and hugged him. " I love you dear. Always and forever." Klaus whispered. " Always and forever." He said to himself. 

Its been a few years since Y/n  had taken the darkness onto herself from Klaus. Hope and Klaus are very close. Hope loves her father and Klaus loves her more than anything in his immortal life time. - - Hope was in the garden looking at the flowers when a butterfly landed on a Yellow daisy.  She looked at it and went to touch it but it flew away. She started to look at the flower the butterfly once sat on. She started to stare at the flower the flower started to turn colors it went from a yellow daisy to a white rose which happens to be Hopes favorite flower. She picked the flower and smiled. But then she started to think, she couldn't do that, Freya wasn't here, she was out with Rebekah so who?

Hope turned around to be met with a women with (Your hair and eye color). "Who are you?" Hope asked in bravery. She was much like her father she had a lot of confidents. "My name is Y/n. I am a friend of your Father, Klaus. But I don't want him to know him here just yet so do you mind and not tell him about me being here?" Y/n asked the young tri-brid. "Your like me." Hope said as she touched Y/n hand that was next to hers. "I am." Y/n said with a smile on her face. "I like you, You are now my friend." Hope said as she stood up and gave Y/n the white rose. "No you keep that I made it grow for you." Y/n said with a smile handing the rose back to Hope.  Y/n started to say some words that were to big for Hope to pronounce. Hope looked over at the garden and every single one of the flowers became White roses. 

- Few hours later - 

"Hope!" Hayley yelled from the balcony. Hope turned around to see her mother motioning her to come in. Somehow Hayley didn't see Y/n. "Will you be here when I come back?" Hope asked grabbing  Y/n Hands. "If you'd like I will come with you inside." Y/n said making Hope smile. "What about my family seeing you? You didn't want them to." Hope said holding Y/n hand. "I can do a spell that makes me invisible, nobody would see me other than you." Y/n said and made hope smile. "Okay." Hope said and they both walked into the mansion. 

"Hope, you need to get dressed we're going to eat lunch with your aunt Bekah  and Freya." Hayley said as she motioned for Hope to go up the stairs. "Okay." Hope said and ran up the stair case. -Y/n stayed out of the room to give hope her privacy. "I'm done." Hope said as she opened her bedroom door. She was wearing a Blue shirt and blue jeans. "You look good." Y/n said and gave Hope a high five. "Thank you, Can you do my Hair?" Hope asked as she sat on her bed and started to brush her hair. "Sure what do you want me to do to it?" Y/n asked as she gently brushed Hopes hair. "Can you braid it, please?" Hope asked politely. Y/n nodded as she started to braid Hopes hair. 

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After a few minutes Y/n had finally finished braiding Hopes hair. She did a spell for a few roses to come up and she braided the rose into her hair. "Thank you." Hope said hugging Y/n. "You're welcome." Y/n said as she hugged her back.   "Now get down stairs before your mom comes up here." Taylor said putting the hair brush on the wooden dresser. "Okay, will you be here when I come back?" Hope asked looking at Y/n. "Yes, I will." Y/n answered.  "Promise?" Hope asked. "You have my word." Y/n said as she walked Hope down the stairs then left. 

-

- "Hope, who did your hair?" Haley asked as she noticed her daughter coming down the stairs. "My friend did." Hope said as she jumped over the last three stairs. "And what is your friends name?" Haley asked as she straiten out Hopes shirt. "Y/n." Hope answered with a smile making Hayley freeze. She had grown incredibly close with a woman named Y/n and what Hope said made her think about the strong woman that took their pain away for the Safety of Hope. "Yeah? What does she look like?" Hayley asked her daughter with curiosity. "She is a little bit taller then you, She has Pretty (Your eye color), and she has really pretty (Your hair color) hair." This time Hayley knew she was talking about her friend Y/n. "Hope where is she now?" Hayley questioned. "She left she said she would be here when we got back." Hope said as she looked at her mom. _ _ " Y/n!!" Hope called out as she ran up the stairs to her room. " Y/n-- Hi dad." Hope said with a smile as she ran up to her dad and hugged him which he returned. "Who are you calling for little wolf?" Klaus asked as he carried Hope to his art room. "A friend of mine." Hope said as Klaus sat her on the chair that was in the room. "And what is your friends name?" Klaus asked as he looked at hope. "Her name is Y/n, She said she knew you, and she was your friend." Hope said looking at her father. "And where is she?" Klaus asked getting a little serious.  "She said she would be waiting for me to return in my room. That's where I was going before I got distracted." Hope said with a giggle. "Yeah? Well lets go see if she's in there."  Klaus said. 

hope jumped up and started to Jog to Her room. "Y/n!!" Hope screamed as she got into her room. "Hey hope." Y/n said as she looked at the little girl. "I don't believe it." Y/n heard a voice say from behind her. She turned around and saw the love of her life. "Klaus." Y/n said with a smile, as she looked at Klaus. Klaus ran up and hugged Y/n. "I thought I was never going to see you again." Klaus said as he hugged Y/n tight. "I told you not all things stay dead in your family." Y/n said. Klaus pulled away and looked into Y/n's eyes. He slowly leaned in but Y/n pulled away. 

"So hope.." Y/n started then Klaus knew why she pulled back. "I told you not to tell anyone about me. I was going to prank them." Y/n told the small girl. "I'm sorry." Hope said and looked down. "No, I'm not getting after you I was just saying. So next time were gonna have to team up." Y/n told the young tri-brid. "Are you gonna help me learn magic?" Hope asked. "If your dad allows me. I give you my word you will be as good as your Aunt Freya." "As good as you too?" Hope asked. "Maybe even better then me." When Y/n said that it made the young girl smile.

[h-o-l-l-i]

Love Never Hurt So Bad

Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: feelings, language, mention of injury and blood

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Part 6

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Dean remained silent but nodded his head steadily, Sam’s arm squeezed Dean’s shoulder tightly before he stood to leave his brother alone to think about everything, knowing that some time alone will help Dean get his mind straight, allowing him to focus instead of being impulsive.

“Cas, I need you buddy…” he paused, “Sammy and I are in some deep shit with Y/N; I messed up, bad. I—I don’t know what to do.” He bowed his head, “I mean, usually if I mess up she’s right there, the first person to knock some sense into me and help fix it, but, this time…she’s gone Cas.”

___

“Hey, Y/N. It’s Sam; listen I know you probably want far away from this place but this is your home…” he cleared his throat and sighed heavily, “Things are rough right now and we don’t know what to do…you always were the one to figure things out during times like these and we need you back here,” he paused again, the worrisome crease indenting his brows, “You should come home.” He shook his head, unsatisfied at his message he just left, “Call me.” He hung up his phone and grabbed the two beers and headed into the library. “I hate leaving voicemails.” He slide Dean his beer on the long table, “I always forget what to say and then I just ramble an—”

“She’s not comin’ back, Sammy.” Dean growled and angrily sipped his beer, “I ruined it.” He bowed his head and then tipped it back gulping the liquid.

“Maybe Cas can talk to her or something, Dean. She’s family; she won’t just leave—” Sam adjusted himself in the seat and pulled out his vibrating phone, he held up the screen to Dean’s sulking face, “See, I told you.”

“Oh well, good for you.” He mocked, the alcohol began to numb his feelings and allow his inner sass shine through. Sam rolled his eyes in response to his childish older bother, giving him a pass because he knew that he was heartbroken. “Y/N, I’m glad you called—”

“Sammy. Have you left Poughkeepsie yet.” You said flatly, “I’ll meet you and Jim Rockford tomorrow night in your hometown, okay. I have to go, I have something stuck to the bottom of my shoe.” Your voice rushed.

“Y/N? Y/N!” Sam’s face furrowed.

Dean’s eyes perked at the sound of your name coming from his younger brother’s mouth, heavy with concern, “What’s wrong?”

“She’s in trouble, Dean. Something bad…” He stammered.

“What?! Where is she? How do you know this? What did she say to you? Sam!” Dean’s voice echoed through the eerily quiet bunker, his heart thudding deeply inside his broad chest.

 “She didn’t say, but we need to go to Lawrence; she said Poughkeepsie, Jim Rockford and something stuck to her shoe.”

Dean grabbed the keys to baby and tossed them to Sam, “Not a word, you haven’t had any of your beer yet.” He sat in the passenger seat of the impala, “Just drive.”

“Lawrence here we come.” Sam said roaring the classic black car to life.

___

You put your phone into your back pocket and picked up your pace a little, the sidewalk slick with fresh rain, the petrichor heavy in your nostrils. Your eyes looked over your surroundings noticing a few other figures across the street. “Shit balls.” You muttered under your breath and took a sharp turn down an alleyway. You ran down the dank alley as fast as you could, your heart rate pumping your vessels full of adrenaline, fueling your boots to carry you faster.

Your head turned around at the sound of rapid steps chasing after you. Your hands gripped the lip of a garbage can and tipped it over causing a small barrier in hopes to gain you more time to get away. You approached the end of the alley and you realized it was a dead end, they were rushing closer to you; you were frantically looking around to find an exit as closed in on you.

“No where to go, Y/N.” His eyes flashed black and a wicked smile gleamed in the yellow light that hung in the alley.

“Son-of-a-bitch!” You sighed through your teeth, your hands reached into your cross body bag and pulled out your demon blade. They laughed at you as two more demons walked up behind them, creating a second layer blocking your only exit.

“Four against one; I’m flattered, boys really.” You said sarcastically with a smile, tightening your grip on the tang of your blade.

In a split second one of them pounced on you, his fists jabbing quickly at you. His rough closed hands punched your jaw, busting your lip open, the blood dripping from it. You lifted your head from the hit you just endured, the demon gripped the collar of your army green jacket and brought his large fist down on your brow bone. You grunted in pain, feeling your eye begin to bruise and swell.

Your studied your balance snapping your arm up breaking his harsh grip he held on your clothes. You brought your booted foot up to kick the demon’s stomach, knocking him back and gaining some distance again. You picked your knife back up off of the ground and darted to him, pushing the sharp metal into his stomach a bright yellow and orange flash flickered out and his meat suit slumped onto the gravel. “Demon’s, zero; Y/N, one.” You cocked your eyebrow, antagonizing another fight.

You leaned your head back on the brick wall, your back pressed flush against it as well, you brought your knees up and rested your elbows on them. “Demon’s zero; Y/N, four.” You huffed and slowly got to your feet. You limped over the bodies that layered on the ground and slid out of the alleyway, your head swirled from side to side looking for more of Crowley’s demons or any other witnesses.

___

The door to the office opened with the chime of the bell that hung on the hinge. The man behind the desk turned around his smile disappearing instantly, “Jesus, are you okay?” His eyes bugged out, “Should I call the police? An Ambulance?”

You frowned and shook your head, “Just a room please.” And dug in the depths of your pockets for cash.

“Name, please?” He opened the book and readied his pen and glanced up at you through his small framed glasses, waiting for your response.

“Rockford, Jim” you answered with a sigh. He furrowed his eyes at you, “I know, Dad really wanted a boy.” You convinced him with a soft smile and you tapped your fingers on the wooden desk.

“Here you go, ma’am. Room 13.” He handed you a key, “Its just down the hall here.” 

You took the key into your bloody hand and nodded lightly. “Thanks.” You walked down he long hallway, the numbers increasing, you inserted the key and twisted, pushing the door open, “Home sweet home.” You locked the door and dug into your duffle bag and started to mark the entire room with warding symbols against Crowley finding you again.

You flopped down backwards onto the bed and inhaled deeply and winced in pain as you lungs filled with the dingy motel room air, “Son-of-a-bitch!” You rolled from the lumpy mattress onto your tired feet over into the bathroom. You lifted the hem of your t-shirt and settled your eyes on a massive bruise from the beating that you received whilst fighting them in the alley, “Alrighty then.” You slumped, releasing your shirt, you stepped back towards the door and turned, catching your full appearance in the broken mirror. You raised your eyebrows in shock, “Guess I better clean myself up before Dean gets here.” You covered your mouth as if you were attempting to stop the words from escaping your lips, “It’s over with him, Y/N. Get over it already.” And started the shower, occasionally running your hand through the stream of water to test the temperature.

___

“How much longer?” Dean asked Sam who was holding his phone tightly in his large hand.

“Uh,” he furrowed his brow, “This says about 4 hours.” He looked over to the driver’s seat of the impala.

Dean’s grip on the street wheel tightened along with his jaw, “Damnit Sam, I should have never listened to—”

“You shouldn’t have; but you did.” He interrupted his older brother. “What’s important now is that we are going to fix this.”

___

The warm water washed over your bruised skin, the small flood gently washing away the blood and sweat, you relaxed your head back, the water beating down on your head. You washed your hair free from the old dried blood that seeped from your wounds and grabbed the small white cloth and washed your body. The soap leaving paths of white suds as it passed over your injured skin, you traced over your anti-possession tattoo that you got with the boys back when you first started hunting with them. You felt a pang of anger and anguish fill your heart, your tears hidden by the drops of water from the shower head; you leaned against the shower wall and slid down slowly and curled into the fetal position; there you sobbed in the tub of the shower until the water ran cold.

___

“How much lon—”

“Dean, I swear if you ask me again, I will punch you in the face.” Sam closed his eyes trying to contain his frustrated outburst. He sighed, “about 20 miles.” Dean pressed down on the gas petal, jolting the impala down the road at a very fast pace.

___

You walked out of the bathroom and scrunched the towel into your hair, squeezing the water from your hair and dried off your body. You tossed the wet towel onto the floor by the door and picked out some fresh clothes that you had packed in your emergency hunting bag. You pulled out a black bra that, let’s face it, was all but broken from how many times you’ve worn it; you clasped it behind your back and you pulled on your panties and moved your wet hair over to one shoulder, the beads of water dropped onto your skin from the ends of your hair, creating small rivered that moistened your sore body.

You tugged your old ACDC band t-shirt on and wiggled into your ripped jeans and an old flannel with some buttons missing and replaced your boots before you climbed onto the bed and sprawled out holding your gun and demon knife closely.

___

The wet towel weakened the tacky, red paint that was hiding your whereabouts from Crowley and his demons. You slept as sound as you could on the lumpy mattress, you startled away by the abrupt sound of knocking on your door, making your heart skip inside your chest.

___

The bell rang out once again, the man behind the large wooden desktop greeted them with a groggy smile, “Hello, gentlemen. How can I help you?”

Dean approached the other side, “Jim Rockford, what room?”

“I can’t release that type of information to other guests.” He babbled.

“We aren’t guests.” Dean held out his false credential badge, “She here?”

“Oh,” a look of worry overcame his round face, “yes, room 13 just down that way.” He pointed, “Is there something I should be worried about?”

“No,” Sam smiled, his sweet dimples imprinting on his scruffy face, “Thank you for your time.”

Dean was a step away from sprinting down the hallway to reach your room, Sam had no time catching up to him with his long legs. Dean raised his hand and knocked four times; it was your signal knock, one for everyone; Dean, Sam, Cas, and Y/N.

___

The door creaked open with the pressure of Dean’s knocking. Both of their faces creased with worry, their chests tightening. Their eyes taking in all of the extra warding that you made all over the walls, floor and ceiling of the room you rented out. “Y/N?” Dean’s voice boomed as he and Sam walked past the threshold of the room. “Y/N, are you in here?”

“Dean.” Sam’s voice grunted from the kneeling position he was in by the doorway. “Her warding failed, Dean.”

“I said no metaling didn’t I boys?” A rough accented voice got their attention.

“Crowley you son-of-a-bitch, where is she?” Dean charged at him and Crowley raised a hand and he and Sam were suddenly unable to move.

He replied, rolling his eyes, “Oh relax I didn’t kill your girlfriend squirrel, yet; you weren’t there so when I was so…” he snapped his fingers and the brothers adjusted to the dark and cement filled throne room in hell, “I wanted you to see it.”

[iwantthedean]

November Drabble #15

Gif submitted by @atc74. 

You took a bite big enough to fill your cheek of the barbecue bacon cheeseburger in front of you and washed it down with a swig of your beer. The bottle slammed onto the table, causing Dean to set down his own burger and roll his eyes. 

“C’mon, Y/N! We just got together! Do we really need to announce it to the world?”

“First of all,” you spat, “I don’t want to announce it to the world, I just want to tell Sam. Second of all, Dean, this is what couples do — they let people know that they’re together. They make the decision to be an exclusive couple, and then they tell other people about it. What’s the problem — you like me, but you’re ashamed of it?”

Dean leaned forward and shook his head. “That’s not it and you know it! I just don’t want Sam to know because … because privacy … and stuff.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “This is your one chance to tell me the truth before I walk out of here and you sleep in the Impala alone tonight, Winchester.”

The man chugged down his own beer faster than anything you had ever seen in your life. He set the bottle back on the table, then sighed in exasperation. 

“Because Sam is into you, all right?” he finally blurted out. 

With another bite of your burger and another roll of your eyes, you answered him. “You don’t talk to your brother about this shit much, do you? Sam’s crush on me was when we first met. Once he got to know me and realized that you and I were far better suited for each other, he was over it.”

Dean stared at you blankly. “You’re lying.”

You actually laughed. “I’m not. Swear to Chuck.”

He still didn’t believe you, but the two of you finished your meal without anymore squabbling. Dean drove you back to the motel where Sam was awaiting the carryout salad you two brought back for him. Though Dean cautioned you not to say anything until he was sure Sam was over you, you weren’t about to let things carry out with any sort of tension or awkwardness. The moment the two of you were both into the room, you point blank brought up the subject. 

“Sam, does it bother you at all that Dean and I are together?”

The younger Winchester brother looked up at you, slightly confused. “Um, no. Y/N/N, I told you, that thing was a crush and it went away a long time ago.” You turned to give Dean a pointed look. “Still think you need to protect your little brother’s heart?”

Dean gave you a sheepish smile. “Hey, at least I’m not sleeping in the Impala alone tonight!”

[zulas-world]

Always Expect the Unexpected (Part 2)

Part 1 

Summary>  Sam and the reader are about to go to a Halloween party what happens when there is a miscommunication and the reader is faced with the demons of her past.

Warning: mention of mental health, swearing? Not to shore really. 

Word Count: 1969 

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“Hey Sammy, baby get up we going to be late.” I shook Sam’s shoulder. We have spent all day in bed god it was worth it but the minute we should get ready he falls asleep. And fine why not I took a nap myself but this was being a piss take. The nap turned into sleep and he has been out for 5 hours.

“Hm?” he opens one eye to look at me

“Sam come on. We only have 4 hours left till the party starts.” His eyes widened. He head flu back

“Baby calm down you don’t even spend 4 hours to get ready and even if you magically did it only takes me 30 minutes to get ready and be out the door so go yet ready wake me up at 6 and then we can leave before 6:30 as I know you like being early for thing.” Rolling onto his stomach he put his hands under the pillow and started to drift off again.

“But what about the costume me and jess found for you.”

Sam’s head shot up.

“What are you talking about.” He sat up in bed and I sat down next to him.

“Well. Jess and I when out and we walked passed this shop. And there was this suit and we thought of you anyway, we picked it off the rack and there was a costume. So, we got you this amazing zombie costume Luis has the second one as there were two.”

“Whoa Y/N but I don’t celebrate Halloween. I told you this.”

“No, you don’t.  You never told me.” My face fell he never told me this. Why didn’t he tell me?

“Well, I told one of you. You or Jess anyway I’m not dressing up” Sam throw the covers and got out of the bed. I could see by the way he was moving that he was mad. He made his way into the bathroom and my head feels down. I didn’t like it when we had fights but it happened and in moments like this I feel so alone.

I got out of the bed and walked other to the bathroom door.

“Sammy, can I come in?”

“Yeah do whatever.” I walked in and saw him leaning over the sink. Walking up behind him I didn’t know if it was the best idea but I did it anyway my hands slowly wrapped around his back. He tensed up. I placed my head on his back.

“Sam I’m sorry I didn’t know please don’t be mad at me. I hate fighting and I hate it, even more, when you’re mad at me.” He slowly turned around and hugged me back.

“I’m not mad. Just Halloween brings back memories that I don’t want to remember that’s it, baby.”

Looking up at him I smiled.

“Okay, then what do you say indoors today. Just me and you.” Sam turned in my arms. I looked up into his eyes. The light from the lamp reflected into his eyes making them so much brighter.

“No. I know how much this party means to you I’ll go I just won’t dress up. Okay?” my feel on his chest and a tear fell down my cheek. I couldn’t tell you why I was upset I just was. From a very young age I had problems with mental health and some time and in most inappropriate time it rubbed off on me and started to show.

“I’m… I’m sorry.” My voice shook as I spoke. Sam’s fingers grazed my chin making me look up at him. I brought my hand up to whip the tear from my cheek. Yet Sam got there before me. This thumb passing my check gently like always I lean into the touch

“Baby?” his voice filled with worry. I pulled my face way from his touch and instantly regretted it. Moving towards the door the room filled the hurtful silence.

“I’m fine I don’t really what to go anymore let just watch a few films and be together. Please?” I was so scared the past 24 hours were an emotional roller coaster. Since I told Sam about the dream I’m just so scared he will just leave me even though I knew deep down that he wouldn’t. That every little argument will be adding up and in the end, he will just leave.

I didn’t even wait for him to reply before I left the bathroom. And walked out of the apartment. I never really did this but I need to get out of there.

I always had low self-esteem. Always believing I wasn’t good enough. And when Sam walked into my life I tried to push him away so much because I knew I would get attached and then I’ll just go through another heartbreak. I couldn’t tell you how we got here really it just sort of happened. We got close and he asked me out.  Me being me said no. but out of all the people in the world, he knew me best. and then the rest is really a mystery. All I know is 2 years later we are together. And no one really asked anyone the question it just happened. And I can honestly say this I was the happiest person on earth. But my past was never far behind me and it slowly started to creep up on me. Staying up late questioning if I’m doing the right thing. Never believing Sam when he complimented me. Just nodding my head or saying ‘thank you’.  

Here I am 2 hours later. On a park bench. Phone off in my pocket. Sam hasn’t stopped calling so I turned it off. Meaning he can’t trace it ever.

It was about 8 pm when my eye started to shut. The this is I didn’t just walk out and do to their park outside of the university. That would be too easy, I walked till I felt to tried to.

I started to lean down and I closed my eyes. My arms crossed over the bench and my head on top. Sleep started to take over and before I knew it I was in my dream land.

My head laying on his chest. His breath making my head rise and full with every breather he took. My index finger drawing patterns on his well-built chest.

“I love you y/n. I really, really do.”

“Dean stop Please NO!!!!!”

My head shot up I have no idea what was going on. Looking around there wasn’t a living soul. That dream was different. Similar to most but different. I couldn’t remember anything apart from his voice than mine.  

I stood up and started to walk then I realized I didn’t really know where I was, taking my phone out of my pocket and turned it on. The spent the next few minutes looking at my phone in till it finally turned on and it started to go off. There was serval miss call from many people mostly Sam and Jess.

Being scared was an understatement but I was getting cold and I just wanted to be with Sam. I swiped left on my phone and it started to call Sam. I pressed the phone to my ear.

“Jesus Christ Y/N where the hell are you, you have been gone for hours. Just say where you are and ill come and get you.” My eyes filled with tears he sounded so upset. I shouldn’t have put him through this. My voice trembled and my voice was just above a whisper.

“I don’t know where I am. Sam, I’m scared.”

“Y/n just stay on the line okay? I’ll come and find you. Just don’t move. Can you describe where you are?” the darkness went on forever I could see anything.  

“I’m in a park Sam that’s all I know it’s dark. I’m sorry I shouldn’t of… I shouldn’t of have just left the house but I was so scared. I scoured up and I was so mad at myself and after I left I thought you wouldn’t want to see me. Sam, I’m fucked up I’m so sorry I should have never dragged you through this mess I should have left the moment you asked.. I’m an emotional wreck all the time I should have never.” my words were cut short by Sam’s voice

“Y/N STOP! I love you and nothing will ever get in the way of that okay? Never. I feel in love the moment I saw you. I will never. Never leave you. Do you understand? Give me 10 minutes I traced your phone and know where you are okay? Just, don’t move.” Shock. That’s you I could feel. My mind drifted.

“Y/N?” Sam’s voice snapped be back. “you know that right. You see so many bad things in yourself and I never understood that but know after all this time I know. I know why you never fall asleep before me. I know that you don’t like the way you look.  I know that every single flaw you see I see something complete completely different. I see a smart, beautiful woman that doesn’t give herself enough credit.” My eyes filled with tears but for the first time in a very long time, there were not sad tears.

“I love you, Sam. I love you so much.” I jump in surprise when I heard a voice behind and turned instantly making my phone fall out of my hand me all I could see was a large finger standing there I was just about to scream when I realized I recondited the voice.

“I know you do sweetheart. And I love you to the moon and back and I will never change that for the world.” I started to move closer.

“Sammy?” my voice just above a whisper

“Ye baby it's me” I was about a meter way when I was able to finally see him as soon as I knew it was him I run into his arm. (Okay maybe not run as it was only a meter away, more liked jumped. But you get the point.)

“It okays I here let go home.” He looked down at me and a shy smile approached on my face and I started to lean into Sam as we made our way to the car.  

How did you get here so quickly? I looked up at him. He looked down at me

“What you talking about it took me 10 minutes like I said.” I looked back down what the hell how long was I zoned out for. I was starting to get worried I always zoned out some time for hours but I always knew for how long this time was different and that scared me not know something about myself.

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Okay, so what did you guys think?  If you liked it give it a like.

This was sort of harder to write as I was trying to get you guys to get to know the reader a bit better and why she is the way she is.

If you guys what to tagged in the next part message me to let me know.

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Season 15 Featurettes/BTS

Hey all! 

Two videos to react to today! One is a little featurette from Jensen and Jared that looks like it’ll be pretty funny, and the other is the “Inside” from “Gimme Shelter”, which, I think, comes mostly from Misha and Alex. 

So let’s get started! 

Like a Slingshot

Oh I lied. It’s all of them lol. BUT THAT’S EVEN COOLER! 

I love how they say they have fun on the set and joke around with each other like this is news to any of us. We’ve seen the blooper reels, guys. We’ve seen the prank videos. We know. XD 

But, side note, I’m so glad they have fun on set. I mean, the fact that they’re all such good buds in real life just makes their on screen chemistry even better, and it makes me so happy for them that they were able to make these friendships. Honestly, that was likely the hardest part for them about saying goodbye to the show, was saying goodbye to each other. But I have faith that they’ll all remain friends. :) 

Anyways. 

Misha OMG. XD It’s not really your fault. Blame J2 (like you usually do). XD 

OMG I KNOW THIS BLOOPER AHHH!! I LOVE IT!! XD XD 

XD XD 

“Like a slingshot” HA! Now the name of the video makes sense lol. I love it. XD XD <3 <3 

“We have so many of those moments.” That’s so awesome ahhh!! I LOVE THIS CAST SO MUCH!! <3 <3 

Also, I love that they can bounce back and forth between those emotions so quickly. Like, “ah, yes, we’re so sad” and then just lose it, but also, they can be totally dying of laughter and then lock it up to play it serious when they have to and I love that about them. 

Have I mentioned that I love this cast? Because I love this cast. <3 <3

I love watching all the title cards cycle through at the end of these little featurettes. <3  

Okay! That’s it for that one! Not much to say other than, to reiterate, I freaking love the Supernatural cast. They have fun doing what they do, and they’re not afraid to show it. And I’m so glad that they’ve grown so close and made such great friendships, because it shows both on screen and off and it’s beautiful. Also, while they’re good at their jobs, sometimes, I do seriously wonder how in the world they get anything done on this show. XD 

Inside: Gimme Shelter

*screams* 

Oh sorry, that’s just my immediate reaction to see Jack on the screen. 

*screams louder* 

And...that would be my reaction to seeing Alex on the screen. XD <3 

I love him and his character so much. <3 

“Agent Swift.” “Agent Lovato, FBI.” I JUST HAVE TO QUOTE IT AND LAUGH AT IT ALL OVER AGAIN BECAUSE IT’S GOLD!! XD XD <3 <3 

AND JACK’S LITTLE SMILE AHHH!!! <3 <3 

IT’S ZACK! XD 

Also, I liked Cohen’s directing overall, but I’ll admit that I wasn’t as impressed as I was hoping to be. However, he made up for all of that with his little goodbye pictures and videos on his Instagram. What a sweetheart (who also broke my heart in two :’( :’( ). <3 <3 

“Shenanigans” XD <3 

I still can’t get over how so-not-subtle they both are. XD <3 

“Subtle nods?” Dude those were flat-out REFERENCES lol. But yeah, they were awesome. Good choice for your favorite thing, Alex. <3 

The baby yoda reference. Still can’t get over that either. XD 

And that’s it for that one! This basically just reminded me how much I loved the Cas and Jack moments in that episode, because they were AMAZING! <3 <3 <3  Also, in general, it’s just really nice to see so many moments from the cast commenting on these videos and on these episodes. It really shows that they’re trying to make these final episodes count for the fans (and themselves) as much as possible, and I love that. <3 

Thanks for listening! I hope you enjoyed these little featurettes and behind-the-scenes videos! I know I did!

I’ll tackle the promo photos once I can find a good link to them! :D <3 

Until next time! <3 

P.S. THAT SCENE THOUGH!! XD XD <3 <3 <3 

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DON'T TOUCH ME!

AND THEN THE GIRL

FUCKING PULLS AWAY FROM DEAN

LANDS ON THE ANTLERS

DIES

AND NOW HER CORPSE IS TALKING