Hey, it's like the middle of the night here in the UK and I just got a really odd email from Misha's gishwhes account. It has a phone number attached with intructions to replay to the email or call/text the number. Is there something I'm missing? What is this? The rest of the message consists of this strange letter. I'm so confused... should I text the number?
This is you, hunter, saviour, life long failure. Its difficult living this life and anybody who knows anybody in this life knows that. Sam and Dean knew that finding love was difficult so when you told them that you had a boyfriend they were overjoyed. Except you didn't have a boyfriend, you had a girlfriend. Its not that you didn't trust them its just that you were scared.
you told your girlfriend that you told Sam and Dean that you had a boyfriend and needless to say she was upset but you told her that you just weren't ready to come out to them just yet and you had no idea what they would say to you.
She understood obviously.
You were talking to Sam and Dean in the kitchen when you heard a knock on the door. Your heart raced. This was gonna be the day that you came out as a lesbian to Sam and Dean and you knew your girlfriend would look hot as hell, literally.
"(Y/N) get the door" Dean said while shovelling yet another mouthful of pie in his mouth.
"Dean save some for the rest of us" you scolded him.
You practically skipped to the door if the bunker leaving Sam and Dean with quizzical looks on their faces. You flung the door open and there stood your girlfriend looking beautiful in a leather jacket, riding boots, grey jeans, motorbike helmet tucked under her arms and her short red hair bouncing at her shoulders. You jumped into her arms kissing her passionately, not giving her time to speak.
Sam and Dean had grown curious now and wondered what was taking you so long. Dean walked to the door of the bunker with his apple pie and cream still in the silver tin in his hands.
"(Y/N) what's taking you so long" then as he turned round the corridor he saw you full on making out with some biker chick. "Woah sorry man, but I'm pretty sure that (Y/N) is taken" Dean shouted.
"Dean, I know you, and due to the fact that you are in shock and have pie in your hands you wont recognise me just yet but hey, by the way I am your delicate little flower (Y/N)s girlfriend"
"I was gonna break it to them a bit nicer babe but hey ho get straight well wonky to the point." you say looking at Dean and Sam because Sam hearing commotion rushed to the door.
"(Y/N) can I talk to you for a couple of minutes please" Dean said adding a quick and stern "alone" when your girlfriend had tried to follow you. You nodded at her then at him signalling that he needs to get a move on.
"So then Dean what is there to talk about"
"Well there is the fact that you didn't tell me or Sam that you're a lesbian and just started making out with your girlfriend in the doorway"
"Wait so this isn't gonna be some kind of '(Y/N) you're a lesbian we don't like that we want you out of the bunker in 2 hours' kinda conversation"
"hell no, what do you think I am some kind of homophobic dick, come on (Y/N) I'm pretty sure I have the hots for Cas, I just wanna know why you didn't tell us."
"did you ever think that I was scared huh Deano,i didn't know how you were gonna react. You have seen so many things and you just sort of sweep it away with a flick of your hand. I was terrified that you were gonna push me away like you did to Cas when he was human."
Dean wiped away tears that you didn't even know were falling from your eyes and he pulled you into a bone crushing hug. You pulled back after a while "So Dean would you like to meet my girlfriend again, even though no introduction is needed because you already know her"
You saw Charlie and Sam talking about Oz and smiled.
Writer : Georgie Wood aka the person who runs this blog aka me aka spudee98
Triggers: a smooch and a bit of a breakdown I guess.
Words:1592 (I think)
“Hey (Y/N) are you coming to the bar with me Sam and Cas” dean shouted at the top of the stairs so that I could hear him from in the bunkers library.
“No thanks Dean I’m gonna stay and get a shower” you say in your thick British accent.
You waited until you heard the bunker door slam shut and the engine of the impala purr before getting up and hopping in the shower. You were only in the shower for around 15 minutes and you got out, wrapping a towel around your body. You walk from the bathroom into your bedroom where you switched on your CD player. Ed Sheeran blasted through the room in an instant. You sang along to all of the songs but as soon as you got to afire love started tears welled in your eyes.
You remember immediately why you were here in the first place.
(flashback) “(Y/N) RUN PLEASE WE LOVE YOU BUT YOU NEED TO RUN NOW” your parents were screaming at you, the fire that the black eyed man started hissing and spitting. You started to run but not away from the hotel. You knew you needed to save your parents. Then you were grabbed by two large men “kid stop you can’t even get close to the place without getting third degree burns” the one with the piercing green eyes shouted over the flames. Tears ran down your face as you screamed “mama, mama, daddy, please let me go please.” You knew it would have been a suicide mission but they were the last of your family. You had nobody left to turn to. You passed out in a moment of weakness.
“Things were all good yesterday
And then the devil took your memory
And if you fell to your death today
I hope that heaven is your resting place
I heard the doctors put your chest in pain
But then that could have been the medicine
There you are lying in the bed again
Either way I'll cry with the rest of them” you sang tears rolling down your cheeks. You had the door closed and the music up loud by now so you didn’t hear Dean, Sam or Cas come back. You never listen to music loudly so to them this is suspicious. They had never heard you sing in all of their years with you so needless to say they were curious.
“And my father told me son
It’s not his fault he doesn’t know your face
And you’re not the only one it’s like my grandma used to say
She used to say
Darling hold me in your arms
The way you did last night
And we’ll lie inside
A little while here oh
I could look into your eyes
Until the sun comes up
And were wrapped in light and life and love
Put your open lips on mine
And slowly let them shut
For they’re designed to be together oh
With your body next to mine
Our hearts will be as one
And were set alight
We’re afire love”
Cas, Dean and Sam were sat crossed legs on the floor listening to you sing with tears in their eyes. They didn’t know that you could sing the way that you just did. Dean was crying quietly and hid his face from the others so that they wouldn’t make fun of him after all he still had a reputation to uphold on his manliness. Cas and Sam however did not have such a reputation to keep up with and were crying in front of each other.
You had tears streaking down your cheeks and you didn’t think that you could carry on the rest of the song so you went over to the CD player and turned off the music. You decided on cleaning your face knowing the boys will most likely be back soon and emotion seems like a weakness in their eyes. You step out of your room ready to go to the bathroom and scream, immediately retreating back into the safety of your room. The boys stood up looking shocked and knocked on the door.
“(Y/N) come out, I’m sorry we listened I never figured it was such a personal thing” Sam said gently through the door.
“Please (Y/N) come out your voice is so beautiful, it’s like how angels should sound, I’m not saying you sound like Cas and I’m still talking shut up god dammit I’m ruining everything, well what I was trying to say was you have the most amazing voice I’ve heard since my mom used to sing Hey Jude to me, just don’t be embarrassed” Dean said interrupting his brother and shouting through the door.
Cas however just looked astonished and didn’t know what to do with himself. You shouted through the door that you would like them to leave you alone for a while and when you heard the footsteps retracting away from the door you stepped out only to be face to face with Dean. You were about to run back into your room but were pulled back by Dean who held your wrists so you settled with keeping your head down knowing that he would be disappointed in you for letting out your emotions and crying. Dean took one of his hands away from your wrists and placed it under your chin pulling up your head so that you were eye level. You tried to look away but he was persistent. Then what happened next was unexpected. Dean leaned forward and kissed your lips, you froze from shock but then moved his lips with yours and feeling a spark it made you kiss harder. Then he pulled away. Shock evident on both his and your face.
“You know emption isn’t something to be ashamed of babe, can I call you that” Dean said seeming unsure of himself all of a sudden. You stepped back realising what happened and then registering what he just said to you.
“That’s rich coming from the emotionless Dean Winchester, I never thought that was something I would ever hear from your mouth.” I seemed shocked with myself and at him. He kissed you. You were shocked at what came out of your mouth. He could see that.
“(Y/N) we all deal with emotion in different ways, just because I kill monsters to release my emotions doesn’t mean you have to. You sing and I get that you cry and I get that you have been through so much. Remember when we first brought you here you fainted and we put you on a bed and when you woke up you screamed that for once you can’t get a good night’s sleep or a good holiday. Then you looked at us and screamed ‘it wasn’t a dream’ and that me and Sam should have let you die there. You completely broke down on us, me and Sam we have been worried for you lately because you just seemed so calm, no outbursts, no crying, nothing as if you were bottling it all up.” Dean looked at you and then a single tear fell at his cheek. He smiled remembering a song called a single man tear by those students and then looked at you and took a step back and let you ran towards the bathroom. Despite what he just said to you, you still wanted to wash up and grab something. Dean knew you needed time to think about what had been said.
Dean walked into the kitchen wiping traces of the tear away and sat across from Sam gabbing himself a burger from the bag that he had brought back.
After a while you walked into the kitchen wanting something to eat. Dean and Sam were sat at the kitchen table.
“Hey guys did you bring food back for me or do I need to make myself pancakes.” You said cheerily. Then proceeding to walk over to dean and kissing him on the lips, leaving Sam looking shocked before he shook his head.
“Dean whatever you did to (Y/N) I don’t wanna know the details.” Sam said looking at his plate of food.
You smiled as you took a bite of your savoury chicken and vegetable pie. “Dean this is the most beautiful thing since the dawn of life itself.”
Cas popped in then and smiled at your sudden cheeriness and spoke monotonously about how the dawn of life was hardly beautiful as it was full of death however the scenery was beautiful.
“(Y/N) you should sing for us more often, I mean if it’s okay with you” Cas said out of the blue and you almost choked on your pie and shook your head and then smiled.
“Honestly Cas it’s just the song that makes me cry like a baby so yeah I’d be happy to sing more often since that’s what I used to do in England, what a surprise huh, you’ve never heard me sing before but if you look online you might find that I used to do gigs so it’s not scary.” You said smiling through your pie and from then you knew that your life was going to be calmer, well apart from the whole hunting thing.
You smiled then and looked at the boys before finishing your pie and sauntering back to your room swinging your hips enough to catch Deans attention and then you heard Dean scrambling behind you and Sam mutter something about research needing to be done.
Writer: Georgie Wood AKA-the person who runs the blog AKA-me.
Triggers: not that I know of.
Words:1142 (I think)
P.S. this is my first ever imagine so sorry if its bad I don't have an editor or anything like that.
You know what's happening, you just don't want to believe it. I mean why would you. Sam Winchester was peppering kisses all up your neck. You didn't know where this had come from, especially as you weren't even together. Unfortunately.
You had the biggest crush on the younger Winchester since forever. Dean knew of course and tried his very hardest to tease you for it endlessly.
Dean walked into the room a look of pure shock on his face as he took in the situation before him. He knew something was up, unless Sam and (Y/N) had finally announced their undying love for each other.
Dean looked at you and you shrugged back. You had literally just got back from the hunt when this started happening. First he wouldn't leave your side and then it was the hand holding, then it was the fierce argument with Dean for teasing me about something or other and now it was the peppery kisses, not to say you weren't happy but you were suspicious.
You were hunting a witch who had been killing people who were in love, all because she couldn't find love she decided that nobody else could either, which is kind of sad.
"Dean why is Sam obsessed with me he literally won't let me do anything without being by my side" You complained at Dean realising that sooner or later you would need a shower.
He looked at you and shrugged "probably a love potion or something like that" dean said without much thought. But Sam was smart and I know he wasn't hit by anything the which threw at him and he's not stupid enough to eat or drink anything from the witches house. Dean came in the room of the motel and sat on the end of the bed looking at the two of you sat on the couch with such admiration and love. Then a grin spread out across his face and he sauntered over to you and sat on the floor next to you grabbing your hand and holding it tightly occasionally lifting your hand to place gentle kisses on it.
Now you knew something was wrong.
It has to be something in the motel or something that they have both eaten or drank. You needed to call Cas for help you just couldn't figure it out if these two love-struck boys were following you round.
"Castiel, Castiel please get your feathers and yourself here like right now" you prayed. Castiel appeared next to the door trench coat billowing back and tie done wonky and back to front. "What seems to be the problem (Y/N)" Cas said cocking his head to the side showing his confusion at why you had called him down.
"really Cas you cant see the problem, sorry its just I think they are both under a love potion that is hidden somewhere in the house or in some of the food but if I try go anywhere I won't get anything done because I have these two literally on my heels, please help me find the potion and please tell me that this wears off soon!" You practically snapped, feeling the stress of having constant attention on you. You felt bad for snapping at Cas but it was urgent and you would apologise later.
"(Y/N) don't worry I'll find the cause and I think they have to sleep this one off, it is an amateur potion and I can feel its effects from over here so just tell them to go to bed and they will probably listen to every word that you say" Cas said monotonously before stiffly walking into the kitchen to find the potion.
"Sam, Dean can you guys go to bed please you must be tired" you tried but they both shook their heads at you. This was going to be a long night if you couldn't get them to sleep.
"Please guys I'm pretty tired and could use some sleep myself" you questioned hoping that this would work because they will do what you do.
Both of the boys nodded their heads with so much force they could have given themselves whiplash. you walked over to your bed and climbed in the middle of it only to be immediately sandwiched in.
"Um guys what are you doing?" You asked not really wanting to know the answer.
"We are sleeping with you (Y/N) what does it look like to you" Dean replied with sass as always. well at least if they go to sleep it will wear off. So you shrugged and closed your eyes to sleep. You must have been tired because you found sleep very quickly.
You wake up in the morning feeling to heavy weights on your shoulders and see that both Sam and Dean are sleeping on your shoulders. You decide that you should probably wake Dean up first to conserve his manliness and his pride.
"Dean, Dean wake up" you half whispered to him, his eyes opened and he looked up at you wondering why he was laid in your bed with you and Sam.
"(Y/N) what am I doing in your bed?" Dean asked tentatively.
"just a simple love potion Dean don't worry, don't eat or drink anything until I've woken Sammy up!"
“Whatever I’ve done I’m sorry’” dean stated.
You decided that you needed to wake Sam up now. “hey, hey Sam, will you wake up please”
“(Y/N) what the hell, am I doing in your bed? Oh god what did I do?” Sam screamed scrambling out of your bed as though he had just been burned.
“Sam relax, it was just a love potion”
“Oh god, please tell me I didn’t do something stupid please please please.”
You thought about whether or not you should tell him and decided on telling him anyway, but you being you, you thought you would be cocky about it. “It’s all good Sam you just spent the night peppering kisses to my neck and then decided that you couldn’t sleep unless you were in my bed, so no biggie really.” You said with a smirk on your face but you were still hiding your blush with your hair.
“Oh god I’m so sorry” Sam seemed traumatised and that kind of burned you.
“It’s ok Sam”
“No (Y/N) I wanted to do it right, ask you on a nice date at a fancy restaurant and now I’ve ruined it”
“Sam you want to go on a date with me. I thought that you only saw me as a sort of sister”
“Wait did I say all of that out loud, I’m sorry I think I need a drink”
“Sammy wait I’ll go on a date with you just don’t eat or drink anything we’ve got a which to gank for destroying our food supply with potions”
