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One Direction KidFics: Forgotten part 2 - Niall
Zayn's pov
We were having so much fun at the park. It was exactly what we needed from the stressful week we had, but it felt like something was missing.
Louis got up from the sandpit and ran over to me and Liam.
"Whats wrong, Lou?" Liam asked
"Lou-Lou, wants Ni-Ni" he cried as tears gathered in her eyes.
"Then go play with him, bub" I responded.
"He not here!" Louis cried.
"What?" Liam and I asked.
"He's not here. We left em at home!"
Realization of what we had done hit me and Liam at the same time. We sat shocked staring wide-eyed at Louis. Harry walked over to us, wondering what was going on.
"Whats wrong," he asked confusion laced in his voice.
"Niall," Liam said, still staring unblinkingly at nothing "we forgot Niall,"
Time Skip
Liam's POV
We drove home as fast as week could. Harry was driving way over the speed limit, till I reminded him that Louis was in the car, then he slowed down to just over.
Zayn and I jumped out of the car before Harry even had the car properly parked. Louis was only half understanding what was wrong.
"Niall?!"
"Ni, come here baby!"
"Nialler, where are you sweetly?!"
We searched the house from top to bottom and couldn't find him anywhere. Worst case scenarios were all that was going through my mind. Harry was crying, Zayn was trying to comfort him and we sent Louis off to play well we tried to stay calm.
Suddenly my phone rang, Zayn and Harry both looked at me wondering who it was. Hoping that somehow it was Niall, no matter how unlikely it was.
"Josh," I replied to their silent question as I pressed the green button and put the phone to my ear. I didn't even say hello before Josh started yelling at me.
"how could you guys?! Leave your two-year-old son in time out, home alone for hours! Don't even try to come up with an excuse. Nothing can get you out of what you all did! Do you know how upset Niall was when I found him? He thought you abandoned him. That you didn't love him. In his mind he blames himself. He thought he did something to make you guys leave him."
Once Josh finished his rant I had tears running down my face. I looked over at Harry and Zayn and could tell they hear what Josh had said.
"I-is he o-o-okay?" I choked out trying to stop a sob from escaping.
"He is now" He huffed. "Finally got the poor thing to stop crying and eat something. He's sleeping right now." By now I had the phone on speaker so Harry and Zayn could hear clearly.
"We're on our way," Zayn said
"No" josh insisted. "Until I think you have learned your lesson Niall will be staying with me.
"You can't do that!" Harry protested. "He's our kid."
"It's either that or I report you for child neglect." Me and my husbands shared a look. We knew that the authorities couldn't know about this, we'd lose both our children and we couldn't bear the thought of that.
"Fine, but take good care of him okay? We can drop some stuff off for him." I gave in.
"I got what I need for him here. Don't worry I'll take good care of him. I'll be in touch."
"Josh, wait!" Zayn exclaimed
"Yes?"
"Just, just tell him we love him."
"I will. Bye, boys." Then the phone went dead and we all stared at each other, wondering when we'd get or little snowflake back.
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One Direction KidFics: Forgotten part 1 - Niall
Niall-2
Louis- 4
Harry- Daddy
Liam- Papa
Zayn- Baba
Niall was so excited for today. Him, Louis, and their daddies were going to the park for the whole day! Niall waited patiently in his crib for one of his daddies to come and bring him down for breakfast, about five minutes later Zayn walked into the nursery.
"Baba!" Niall shouted in glee.
"hey, baby, you excited for today?" Zayn asked
"YES!" Niall smiled so big Zayn thought his face would freeze like that. Zayn picked him up out of the crib changed his nappy and dressed him in a cute outfit.
He carried Niall down stairs where Harry was cooking breakfast, Liam was pouring juice for everyone, and Louis was sitting patiently at the table, kicking his feet.
"Dada! Papa! Lou-Lou!" Niall shouted trying to get out of Zayn's arms. Zayn put him down and he quickly wadded/ran towards Liam and attached himself to his leg.
"Morning Baby, sleep good?" Liam asked as he looked down and smiled at his youngest son. Niall nodded.
Harry came in carrying plates of bacon, eggs, and pancakes. "Breakfast is served" Harry said with a over exaggerated bow. Niall clapped his hands as Liam put him in his highchair and started feeding him cut up pieces of pancake. everyone sat down at the table. Niall and Liam sitting on one side, Harry sitting next to Louis making sure he didn't make to much mess, and Zayn sat at the head of the table admiring his beautiful family.
All was going well until Niall got cranky and throw a piece of pancake at Liam.
"Niall!" Liam exclaimed "we don't throw things."
That didn't matter to Niall, he threw his little plastic fork and it hit Louis right in the face.
"Daddy!" Louis cried "Daddy!" Harry and Zayn both comforted Louis while Liam picked Niall up and scolded him for what he had done.
"Niall that was very naughty of you, now apologize to your brother."
"No!" Niall screamed continuing to punch and kick at whatever he could.
Harry took a crying Louis out of the room as the two others tried to calm Niall down a little.
"Niall James Horan!" Zayn bellowed "that is enough! I have had it with you and your attitude today. Now go to the naughty corner right now and don't you dare move until I tell you to." Hearing his Baba yell made Niall stop fighting and quietly go to the corner ashamed at how he had acted.
Niall had been sitting in the naughty chair at the end of the hall away from everyone for over an hour now, he could hear his daddies moving around the house. A little later he hear the front door open and shut. He sat listening for a while and when he didn't hear anything he got worried, but he stayed sitting in the chair to scared to get up.
After two hours Niall was scared, hungry, tired and in desperate need of a nappy change.
"Daddies left Ni, Ni bad boy, daddies no love Ni.'" he mumbled to himself as tears streamed down his face.
Then Niall heard the front door open "Harry? Liam? Zayn? hello, anyone home?" called someone from the porch. Niall knew that voice, it was his uncle Josh!
"U-u-uncle Jo-josh?" Niall called softly. Josh turned the corner to where Niall sat he gasped at what he saw.
Niall face was red and blotchy with tears and snot running down his face. He was shaking and from the way he was sitting Josh could tell he needed his nappy changed.
"Oh Ni" Josh said in shock "where where are your daddies?" Josh asked as he scoped him up in his arms and brought him up to the nursery to get changed.
"Daddies left Ni 'cause Ni was bad boy. Daddies no wove Ni." Niall mumbled softly as he was changed. Thankfully his crying had died down to just sniffles.
"Ni baby, your daddies do love you, I promise. How about you come home with me and I'll get you something to eat, then we'll cuddle and watch a movie."
"Okay" Niall gave a small smile.
Josh smiled and quickly a small bag of stuff that Niall would need. He was furious at Harry, Liam and Zayn, how could you forget your own kid! 'I'll call them later and give them a piece of my mind' he thought 'but for now my main priority is Niall.
"Okay Nialler, lets go." with that Josh took Niall back to his place and made sure that he knew he was safe and loved.
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Taken by the Proxies Ch 1.
‘Stupid school, stupid parents, stupid everything! Can’t they see I’m trying!’ you grumbled to yourself. You had just gotten into a fight with your parents about your grades. Your math and science grades have dropped a bit. Only because what you’re doing is really confusing. You’re trying your hardest, but do they care? No! So here you were stomping angrily through the woods. You just had to get away for a bit, yes it was dark but if you didn’t get out of the house you would of went crazy. You gotten far enough from the house that all you could see were trees and you couldn’t hear the noise of the cars. You found a nice place to sit down under a tree so you leaned back and signed ‘finally alone’ you thought. You closed you eyes and tried to relax. ...SNAP! You were jolted from your thoughts by the sound to a twig snapping. You stayed completely still and listened when you didn’t hear anything you relaxed slightly. ‘It probably just an animal’ you thought. You figured it was around 12:00am by now and your parents would be worried... and mad, but you would deal with that later. You got up and stretched, your joints popping and cracking. Sitting on the cold, hard ground for hours is exactly as comfy as you think. You started walking back towards you house. ‘wooh’ you thought ‘I didn’t think I walked this far’. By now you were cold and tired and just wanted to be home snuggled up in your warm bed asleep. You were also now aware of how creepy the woods looked at night. How you could hear owls calling and couldn’t see what lurked in the shadows of the trees. It was also very cold now and you not thinking only brought a thin sweater with you. You wrapped your arms around yourself trying to get even the slightest bit warm. It didn’t help much. Out of the corner of your eye you though you saw something move. Quickly you turned around in that direction but there was nothing there. “I’m being paranoid” you whispered. You were about to start walking again when a gloved hand covered your mouth and an arm snacked around your waist. You froze from shock and fear. “No you’re not, love.”
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Crowley X Reader (not romance)
Definitely not my best work but I'll post it anyway. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You always had a love/hate relationship with the night. You loved walking down the streets; it was so quiet and peaceful. Then again there was always the chance of someone or something lurking in the shadows. But even that didn’t scare you as much as it used to, not since you found out you were a Winchester. Yep you are the half sister of Sam and Dean Winchester. You only found out about 4 months ago so you didn’t know all the tricks of the trade, but knowing there was worse things out there really helped. Knowing how to throw a punch didn’t hurt either. So here you were walking the streets at 12:00 pm trying to clear your head. You were lost in your head and weren’t really paying attention to where you were going, just taking random turns. Eventually you looked up and realized you had absolutely no idea where you were. You didn’t recognize any of the street names or the houses around there. You must have looked pretty lost because a man approached you. He was a bit on the shorter side and had dark hair. “Hello, love. Are you ok?” he had a British accent which you always had a thing for. “Um...no not really, Could you tell me where I am?” you replied a bit embarrassed. “You’re on the outskirts of town, pretty far from anywhere.” “Oh.” It was probably around 2am now and would take quite some time to get back to the bunker. Your phone was dead so you couldn’t call Sam or Dean. “I could give you a ride if you’d like.” The man suggested “Thanks really, but I don’t even know your name.” You stated “Crowley. What’s yours, love?” “... y/n.” You hesitated a bit. You didn’t know this man so you were a little weary. “What a beautiful name.” “Thank you” you blushed a little and looked down. “How about we go and get some coffee so we can get to know each other a little bit?” he asked “Uh yeah okay.” You replied with a smile. You both walked into a little side road cafe that for some reason was still open. You walked in and sat down at a booth in the back. Not like it matted you two were the only ones there besides the staff, who looked a bit surprised to see you. A waitress came and took your order and was soon back with two steaming cups of coffee. You and Crowley talked and laughed he seemed like a really sweet guy. You were totally at ease and felt that you have known him forever. Once you were both ready to go he asked again. “Can I give you a ride home?” “Sure” “Come along then, my cars not too far from here.” You were back walking the streets again. You were glad you had that coffee because it was now 3am. “There she is.” Crowley said as you approached a beautiful shiny black car. “Wow” you said in amassment. Crowley just smiled. You both got in the car. When you tuned to put your seat belt on someone hit you in the back of the head and you blacked out. You last thought before it all faded into blackness was ‘What have I gotten myself into.’ Time skip Your first thought when you started to wake up? ‘Gosh my head hurts.’ It felt like a herd of buffalo ran over your head repeatedly. ‘What happened?’ You thought you tried to bring you hand up to rub your throbbing head when you realized you were tied to a chair. That’s when it all came back to you meeting Crowley, getting coffee with him, getting in his car, then nothing. You groaned out loud half in pain and half at you stupidity. “Oh good, your awake.” A voice said from somewhere else in the room, a voice that you knew all too well. You opened your eyes and sure enough Crowley was standing right in front of you. You started to chuckle lowly. “What’s so funny love?” Crowley asked in an annoyed tone. “You” you said in between giggles “you have no idea what you’re up against.” He was just a human; you fought much worse you could defiantly take him. And if Sam and Dean found out he’d be begging for his life. “Oh, Sweetie.” He whispered with a smirk as if he knew exactly what you were thinking. “I do”. You looked at him as you saw his eyes flash red. Your face fell. You stared at him in shock. How could you be so stupid! You always tested new people you meet by putting holy water in their drink. How come you didn’t do it this time? It was probably because it was late and you were tired, but still it was a stupid mistake. “You really shouldn’t be so trusting” he sneered in your face. “The world is a dangerous place.” You just glared at him “I’m surprised your brothers didn’t mention me” That got your attention “You know my brothers?” “Sam and Dean? Of course. That’s why your here actually, I need them for something and they have been ignoring me.” “You really think they’re going to help you?” “Oh yes, dear, I do. Cause the one thing everyone knows about the Winchesters is that they will do anything for family.” You knew he was right so you stayed silent. “Let’s give them a call, shall we, love?” he added as he pulled out a cell phone and dialled a number “Hello?” you hear Dean say in a sleepy voice. “Hello, squirrel” Crowley greeted. “What do you want now Crowley?” “You know what I want.” “And you know my answer: no” “Oh, I think you’ll change your mind soon enough.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Have you seen your sister lately?” Crowley asked ignoring Deans question. “How do you know about her?” “I have my sources. Nice girl by the way.” “Let me talk to her” Dean demanded. “Ok.” Crowley walked over to you and held the phone to your ear. “Y/n! Y/n, are you there?!” you hear Dean say through the phone. He sounded frantic. “I’m here Dean.” “Are you ok? Did he hurt you?” “No, I’m ok.” “For now” Crowley spoke next to you. “Dean, don’t do what he says. It can’t be good. Please just leave me.” “You know me and Sam would never leave you. We’ll get you out don’t worry.” With that Crowley took the phone from your ear and brought it to his. “If you and moose try anything, anything at all... I’ll kill her. Now go get your brother and be here in 30 minutes with no friends or I’ll start breaking limbs.” With that Crowley hung up the phone. He crouched down in front of you and brushed a piece of hair out of your face “Don’t look so glum, sweet heart” He said. You spat in his face. He wiped the spit off his face then he slapped you. It hurt, a lot. But you refused to show weakness. He got up and walked over to his thrown and took a seat. You didn’t know how much time had passed, but you knew it was getting close to the 30 minute mark. ‘The boys better hurry up’ you thought. Crowley got up from his seat and slowly walked over to you. “Looks like the boys will be a bit late.” He said with a smirk. He crouched down in front of you and gently laid his hand on your leg. You knew what he was going to do so you tried to brace yourself for the pain. Just as he was about to break your leg he was back on his feet with his back to you. “Hello boys” he greeted. You looked up and sure enough Sam and Dean were standing in the entrance to the room. Sam had the demon blade clenched tightly in his hand. Dean had an angle blade. His eyes stayed stone cold and his face froze in an infuriated expression. The other demons in the room kept their distance from the two brothers and eyed the blades weirdly, but still looked ready to fight at any moment. “We’re here you son of a bitch! Now let her go!” Dean shouted. Sam’s eyes drifted to meet yours. He asked you a silent question ‘are you ok?’ you nodded in response giving him a small smile tying to reassure him. “Put the blades down, boys” Crowley commanded. “Let her go first” dean ordered. “You still have to agree to the terms we discussed.” “Fine! Ok we’ll do the job for you” Sam exclaimed “Finally, was that really so hard?” Crowley got up and started to walk away from you. “Hey! You said you let her go” Sam yelled “Calm down moose, don’t get your knickers in a twist.” Crowley chuckled “I’m just getting a contract so that I know you boys will do it once I let her go.” He explained as he walked over to one of the other demons in the room and she handed him a scroll. “How do we know you’re not trying to trick us into something worse?” Dean asked. “Yeah” Sam agreed “anything could be written on that.” “Well if you want your sister back...” Crowley said as he dropped one side of the contract and it rolled all the way to the way across the room. “You better get reading” he chuckled. The boys just looked at each other and sighed. Time Skip Finally after the whole thing was read they were ready to sign. Unwillingly Sam picked up the pen and signed the contract, then he walked back to Dean and handed him the pen to him. Dean being his usual stubborn self just glared at Crowley, and Crowley not backing down glared right back. Dean’s eyes drifted to you and his eyes softened. He took the pen from Sam and scribbled his name on the paper, then he throw the pen down on the ground and looked up at Crowley. “There you happy?! Now. Let. Her. Go.” Dean growled. “Gladly” he snapped his fingers and the ropes holding you to the chair disappeared. You rubbed your wrist that have turned red and sour from the ropes. Then you got up and ran over to Sam and Dean. They wrapped their arms so tightly around you, you were thought they’d squeeze you to death. The each gave you a kiss on the top of your head then let go. “We’re so glad you’re ok y/n.” Dean said. “Okay enough with the touchy feely stuff. Get out. I’ll call you when I need you.” Crowley snapped. The boys glanced at Crowley and turned back to you “Ready to go home bug?” Sam asked “More than ready” you replied then yawn. It had to be day light by now and you have gotten zero sleep to say you were tired would be an understatement. Sam noticed this and chuckled. Then he picked you up so he was carrying you bridle style in his arms. You cuddled into his chest and closed your eyes. “Go to sleep, babe. You’re safe now” Dean whispered to you. You relaxed and drifted off to sleep in the safety of you brothers arms knowing that neither of them would let anything happen to you, ever.
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Demon Dean X Sister Reader
Y/n = your name N/n = you nickname Two words. Demon Dean. You and Sam and finally caught him and were trying to cure him in the dungeon. He was inside the demon trap, with his arms and legs tied to a chair. At the moment Dean was trying to use the guilt card on Sam. "Let me go Sammy, please... it hurts." Dean's voice was full of desperation and pain. "No Dean." Sam said sternly. "Y/n, please" Dean turned his attention to you. "No... I'm sorry." You couldn't meet his eyes, you hated seeing either of you brothers in pain. "You know what?! I don't need your help! I’m going to get out of here and when I do I’m going to bash both of your pretty little heads in!” he yelled as his eyes flashed black. He bared his teeth and pulled against his restraints. Sam flinched and you took a step back in shock. Sam took a vile of blood and angrily jabbed it into Dean’s arm. Then he turned to you. “Come on” he muttered “let’s go upstairs” then he left. You were about to leave as well when Dean spoke up. “I’d be watching my back if I were you n/n.” You turned and quickly left without a word. You walked into your room to sit down and read. It always relaxed you. Sam was probably in his room on his laptop right about now. You got comfy and started to read. You’ve probably been reading for about two hours when the bunkers alarm went off. Quickly you got up and grabbed your gun making sure it was loaded. You took your knife and put it in your pocket. You made your way to the door and walked quickly and quietly up the hallway. You were looking the other way when you banged into something hard, casing you to yelp out in surprise. You looked up and realized it was just Sam. “What’s going on Sam? Is it Dean?” you whispered “I don’t know what happened y/n. There was no break in the trap and the cuffs were secure when I left.” “Then how’d he get out?” “I don’t know, but the bunkers on lock down so no one can get in or out. Find somewhere to hide while I come up with a plan.” “Sam I want to help. You can’t expect me to just sit around and hide while you take Dean on all by yourself.” “Look we don’t have time to argue. Just hide. When I come up with a plan I’ll text you. Ok?” “Fine, just be careful and don’t do anything stupid ok?” “Same for you sis.” He gave you a hug. And you went your separate ways. You made your way down the hallway silently. Then picked the least obvious room you could think of, Dean’s room. Would he really think you would hide in his room? So you hide in the closet total cliché but it was the only place you could think of. You heard load slow footsteps coming up the hall. “Y/n! Sam!” Dean’s voice boomed “come out. Come out where ever you are.” Your heart rate speed up and you put a hand over your mouth so he wouldn’t hear you breathing. Slowly you heard the door open. You became completely still and held you breathe. The boots moved across the room and you heard him pick something up. The boots moved back across the room and the door slammed shut. You stayed still for a bit longer. Right when you were about to let your guard down the closet door was flung open and a hand reach down a grabbed you. You screamed. Your gun and knife were thrown across the room. Dean lifted you off the ground so your feet dangled in the air. “Found you” he said with a smirk. You kicked, thrashed and screamed anything to get him to let go of you. You hated to admit it but demon Dean scared you. You could never predict what he would do. “Calm down Y/n. I’m not going to hurt you.” ‘Yeah right’ you thought. He wanted to get out so bad just to kill you and Sam, probably slowly and painfully. Just thinking about it made you feel sick. He grabbed both your hands and held them behind your back, he use his other hand to cover your mouth. He led you down the hall and stopped at the kitchen. There were two chairs in the middle, some rope, and things like knives and hammers on the counter. “Sit” Dean commanded as he forcefully shoved you towards one of the chairs. As soon as he let go of you, you spun around with your arm raised and tried to punch him in the face. Sadly he caught your fist. He started squeezing your hand and you were shore if he didn’t let go soon it would break. “I said sit. Down.” His voice was deadly calm and he stared you in the eyes daring you to disobey him. He let go of your hand and you quickly sat down. First he tied your hands behind the chair so tightly he cut off the circulation then he tied your ankles to the legs of the chair. “Cheer up N/n. The fun hasn’t even started yet.” You just glared at him “Oh Sammy!” he suddenly yelled making you jump a little “Come play with me and sis!” silence “SAMMY!” more silences “Fine you asked for it!” He picked up a knife from the counter. You thought he was going to go after Sam. No, he walked over to you. You looked up at him in shock. “Dean don’t. Please.” You pleaded. He just jabbed the knife into your leg. You screamed in pain. That got Sam’s attention. “Dean!” you heard Sam shout “Don’t hurt her. Stop!” “Come out first Sam.” Dean replied “No Sammy don’t. Just leave please” you called out hoping he would listen but knowing he wouldn’t. It wasn’t long till Sam was standing in the door way. He was about to rush over to you when Dean spoke up. “Don’t touch her Sam.” “Let her go.” “Sit down first.” “Not till you let her go.” “I’m not going to let her go. You know that.” “Then I’m not sitting.” “Fine. Tell you what. I’ll make you a deal” Dean countered as he walked over to you and put a knife to your neck. You and Sam both tensed up. “You sit down and when I’m done with the two of you I might let her go with her life.” “Don’t hurt her.” “I’m afraid that’s not part of the deal. I said alive I didn’t say what condition. Now you could take the deal or I could slit her throat right now.” He pressed the knife tighter to your neck. Sam stood there for a few more seconds. Most likely he was thinking of a way to get you both out without giving in. Realizing there was no way to do that without getting you killed in the process Sam let out a sigh and reluctantly sat down next to you. “Good choice.” Dean said as he took the knife from your neck. You sighed in relief. He took Sam’s gun and knifes, even the one he keeps in his back pocket to cut ropes. Dean tied Sam’s hands just like yours. “Don’t kick me Sammy.” Dean said as he moved down to tie Sam’s feet. Once he was done Dean stood up in front of both of you smirking. “Now where to begin.” He said as his eyes flashed black. He picked up a hammer and walked over to Sam. “Don’t do it Dean. Don’t do it.” Sam said as he fought to get his hand out of Dean’s grip. Dean just pinned Sam’s hand and brought the hammer down. Sam yelled out in pain. “Stop Dean! Stop please!” you yelled at him but he just brought the hammer down again. Time skip Dean had been at it for about two hours now. Alternating between you and Sam. Neither of you had the strength to scream anymore. You were both hanging on to the last threads of consciousness. Finally dean put the blade down. “It’s not as much fun when you don’t scream.” Dean said bitterly. “I’ll be back... Don’t go any were” he laughed at that then left. “S-S-Sammy... Sam ta-talk to me.” You mumbled. “I’m here. I-I’m here Y\n.” Sam stuttered out. ‘Come on Cas where are you?’ you thought. You have been praying to him since Dean got out. A few minutes later you heard the flutter of wings and Castiel stood before the both of you. “What happened?” Cas asked when he saw the sate of you and Sam. “Dean” Sam chocked out. “He got out, how?” Cas’s voice was filled with confusion and worry. “Don’t know.” You replied “Hey Cas you think you could maybe, you know... untie us?” Sam said impatiently. “Oh! Oh right sorry” Cas said He came over to you and untied the ropes from your wrists. And then he pulled out the knife Dean had stabbed into your leg. You grinded your teeth so you wouldn’t scream out. Then he moved over to Sam. “I won’t be able to heal you both completely. I don’t have enough power and we are going to need all we can get to recapture Dean. I’ll stick to the major wounds.” He healed Sam’s hand and the gash in his side he got when he talked back. The he healed your leg that Dean had broken and the stab wound in your other leg. You and Sam we’re both still in pretty bad shape and probably didn’t look the best either, but it was the best Cas could do. “Ok we need a plan.” You said. Time skip “I hate this plan.” You said bitterly “It will be fine.” Sam insisted “Now go.” “Fine” you said with a huff. Your job was bait Surprise, surprise. You had to ‘accidentally’ get caught and convince Dean to go to Sam’s room thinking that he was alone and unprepared. Dean would most likely be in his room, so you creeped up just passed his room and pretended to trip. Just like you thought Dean heard it and rushed to his door. You started scrambling to get any to make it look like you didn’t want to be caught. The hardest part was trying to make you leg look like it was still broken. “What do we have here?” Dean said with a smirk as he walked over to you. You looked up at him with fear in your eyes. It wasn’t hard pretending to be scared, like you said before demon Dean scared you. He grabbed you by your arm and hauled you up. “How’d you get out bug?” Dean asked in a sickly sweet voice. “You underestimate your little sister.” You sneered. “Where’s Sam?” Dean asked. You said nothing. “Where’s Sam?!” Dean shouted as he shook you. “No.” You said. You had to make him think you didn’t want him to know. He threw you to the ground angrily. He crouched down next to you and took out a knife. You looked up at him with wide eyes. “Please don’t.” You begged. “Where. Is. Sam.?” He asked again stressing each word. “His room.” You whispered looking down in fake defeat. “And what is he doing there?” “Trying to stop the bleeding in his side.” “Is he alone?” “Yes.” “Where’s Cas?” “I don’t know he won’t answer I’ve been trying since you got out.” “Good. Very good.” He hummed “ok up we go.” He said as he hauled you up to you feet. “Where are we going?” you asked “To pay our dear sweet brother a visit. And you’re not going to say a word. Got it?” he said as he glared at you and griped the knife tightly. “Yes.” You squeaked. “Good.” You both walked down the hallways, Dean keeping a tight grip on your arm. When you got to Sam’s room Dean pulled you in front of him and put a knife to your neck. He opened the door and walked inside as soon as he did Cas grabbed him from behind. You were thrown out of Deans grip because of his surprise. “Ahhhhh!” Dean yelled out in surprise. Before Dean could throw Cas off Sam had his hands cuffed and injected blood into him. Dean fell to the ground in pain. Sam and Cas hauled him up and you all made your way down to the dungeon. Once he was locked up again you all let out a sigh of relief. “He’s only got two more doses to go but I think we should have one of us down here at all times don’t you think?” Sam said “Yeah” you agreed “sounds like a plan.”
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This was on my coffee cup at a hotel today lol
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Reading fanfics in public taught me to control a no emotions face while my emotions take over my brain
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1. My happy place is with my pets. Whatever is wrong they make it better.
For some of us, the holiday season can be a hard one. That sucks, so we made something for all of us. It starts today, December 1, and it’s called 31 Days of Self-Care. It’s a list of purposeful, daily activities meant to pick yourself up, calm yourself down, and often a little bit of both. You can participate every day, some days, one day, whatever feels right. We’ll be posting daily prompts as well as reblogging some of our favorites we find in the #postitforward and #31daysofselfcare tag, so be sure to tag your posts! See the full list of prompts below.
Day…
Question! What’s your happy place? Reply here or illustrate it.
Post a link to a song that makes you feel happy. Send it to another Tumblr.
Share something on your Tumblr for someone who might be going through a tough time. It can be anything: a photo, a GIF, or advice.
Look at this cute GIF by My Whispered Colors (@mywhisperedcolors). When you’re done, look at it again. Then pass it on.
Color in this square made by Tumblr Creatr Josh LaFayette (@joshlafayette).
What does your dream world look like? Draw it, animate it, or just tell us about it.
Create an emoji spell for self-care, happiness, positivity, or all three!
Make a list of three (or more!) things you like about yourself.
Write a Tumblr chat post where you cheer yourself up after a bad day.
Color! Here’s a square from Tumblr Creatr Geo Law (@getaloadageo). If you’d like, submit it to the Mental Health Quilt (@mentalhealthquilt) when you’re done.
Question! What’s your favorite self-care activity? Reply here or illustrate it.
2016 was a rough year. Make a list of good things that happened.
Cheer someone up today. What are some things you can do to make a friend in need feel better?
Make a list of everything you do for self-care.
Tag a Tumblr friend in a post and make a list of things you like about them.
All of a sudden—a Dementor appears! You are about to cast a Patronus Charm. What would your favorite positive memory be?
Make a list of everything you’re proud of accomplishing this year.
Share a playlist of songs you can listen to if you need cheering up.
Spend 10 minutes looking through your Tumblr dashboard today. Send something cool to a Tumblr.
Eat your favorite food today. Wait, post a picture of it first.
Make a 2017 to-do list of positive things for yourself.
Illustrate one nice thing you’ll do for yourself today.
Make a list of things you can do for yourself when you’re feeling down.
Color! Here’s a square made by Tumblr Creatr Brian Butler (@showdrawn). Make some magic with it.
Tumblr-grams! Send this positive post by Thoka Maer (@thokamaer) to a friend on Tumblr.
Take a silly/happy/crazy GIF of yourself with the Tumblr GIF maker.
Post a video that makes you happy. Send it to a Tumblr friend.
Make a list of five positive affirmations to live by.
Draw something that makes you happy! Anything you want: a plant, a tree, a food, a person, a cat.
Today is a mental day off. Remember to drink enough water and get enough sleep tonight.
It’s NYE! Make a list of things you’re looking forward to in the new year.
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Hey does anyone know of those pictures of a boy and girl probably in thier late teens and the girl has depression so the boy helps her with stuff like get a bath, get changed. Its not dirty. I find it really sweet and touching and i cant seem to find it anywhere. Can anyone help?
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REBLOG IF MUSIC MAKES YOU HAPPY
I NEED TO PROVE TO PEOPLE THAT MUSIC DOES MAKE AT LEAST SOME PEOPLE HAPPY
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