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bdubsgreen · 2 years
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Unfortunately I couldn’t add the full video to the original post but OP WAS NOT LYING ABOUT IMPULSES PIERCINGS >|^~%|<{%AUD17;$,)6
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poshvalentine · 4 years
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I know your blog is visited by anons who are annoyed with us who constantly preach about the importance of quarantine but part of the vs is being incredibly dense and there is no excuse. Todd, Natalie, Scott and others on that boat are basically just giving a middle finger to everyone who quarantines. It'd be somehow understandable if they were quarantining together but they are not. Then try to hide it by untagging yourself on insta? If you're being a self important prick at least own up to it!
I think that’s everywhere tho, unless the blog chose to stay quiet lol buuuut aaah it’s not that I don’t wanna talk about it but there’s literally nothing left for me to say. I let y’all vent tho but they will never ever understand or even see it 😭
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spnsisimagines · 7 years
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First Hunt
Warnings: None I believe Characters: Daddy!Dean Winchester, Uncle!Sam Winchester, Daughter/Niece!Reader, Johnny Winchester Summary: You and your twin brother go on your first hunt. Reader's Age: 16 years old Word Count: 1373
Y/N: Your Name
A/N: Whoo another request I’m on a roll! I decided that Dean would name his son after John so I thought Johnny was a good name! Enjoy!
"JONATHAN!" you screamed at your brother. "GIVE IT BACK!"
Jonathan ran down the bunker halls as you chased him. Jonathan turned into the library, realizing his mistake as you cornered him. "Give. It. Back!" you growled through gritted teeth.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where's the fire?" your dad, Dean, walked into the room, setting his beer on the table and coming to stand beside you.
"Johnny took my phone!" you told Dean, pointing at your phone in Johnny's hand.
Johnny chuckled, "Well, maybe if you told me who you were texting, I wouldn't have to take it! By the way, who's Cameron?"
Your eyes went wide, knowing your dad is going to talk to you about this Cameron fellow. "No one! Dad, make him give it back!" you begged.
"Alright. Johnny, you had your fun, now give Y/N her phone back," Dean ordered with a slight smile.
With a loud sigh, Johnny gave you your phone. You stuck your tongue out at him and started walking out of the library. "Oh, Y/N?" Dean called. You turned around, readying for a lecture. "I'm gonna want to meet that Cameron kid, you know that, right?" You let out a groan and walked away, hearing your dad chuckle and Johnny laugh mockingly.
You walked into the kitchen to see your uncle sitting at the table on his laptop. "Hey, Uncle Sammy," you greeted. He looked up and gave you a smile.
"What was all that yelling about?" Sam asked, closing his laptop to talk with you.
"Johnny stole my phone," you informed your uncle, taking a seat next to him, "and dad basically took his side. Like always."
"That's Dean for you. Well, do you wanna help me find a case?" Sam offered as he opened his laptop back up. You nodded and grabbed some nearby newspaper to look through.  
After a few hours of searching for a case, you and Sam finally found one. As if on cue, Dean and Johnny walked into the kitchen. "Please, dad?" Johnny begged. "I'm sixteen! You were hunting way before you were my age!"
"Every year you say that crap and every year I give you the same answer." Dean leaned over the counter. "No."
"Uncle Sam! Don't you think it's time for me to go on my first hunt?" Johnny pleaded, hoping Sam would take his side. Dean turned and stared at Sam.
Sam's eyes went back and forth between Dean and Johnny. "I mean-" Before Sam could finish, Johnny cut him off.
"See! Uncle Sam agrees!"
"I never said-" Once again, Sam was cut off, but this time by Dean.
"Well, would you look at that! Sam doesn't agree!" Dean's arms were flying all over the place.
"I never said that either..." Sam's voice got quieter once he realized that Johnny and Dean were too busy arguing to listen to him.
You stood up, "STOP!" you shouted and gained the attention of the arguing boys. "You two argue about this every frigging year! Uncle Sam and I found a simple salt 'n burn. Now is a really good time to start teaching us and getting us ready for future hunts." You crossed your arms over your chest and gave your dad the best puppy dog eyes you could make. "Please, daddy?" your voice was faint.
You could see your dad was having a mental argument with himself. On one hand, he didn't want you two hunting, but on the other, he hated saying no to his little girl. Dean let out a defeated groan, you and Johnny jumped up and cheered. "Thanks, dad! We'll get our stuff together!" you bounced over and gave your father a kiss on the cheek, then ran off.
"Dude, she's got you wrapped around her finger," Sam laughed, earning an eye roll from Dean.
Your family pulled up to a motel. To be completely honest, you weren't too worried about actually going out on the hunt, you mainly wanted to come to help with the research.
"I forgot about the cons of hunting..." you mumbled while setting your bag down on the motel bed and looking around the old, dusty motel room.
"Well, you wanted to come." Dean gave you a clearly fake smile.
"So, when do we go kill some things?" Johnny enthusiastically asked.
Sam glanced at him before sitting down at the table and opening his laptop. "After research."
"Research? Right, you two have fun with that." Johnny motioned to you and Sam. "Dad and I will scope out the local hotties,"
"Gross..." you groaned, feeling sick to your stomach. That's not something you want to think about.
Dean slapped Johnny on the back of the head. "What was that for?" Johnny whined, rubbing his head.
"We," Dean motioned to himself and Johnny, "are not going anywhere. We're gonna help them research. The faster the research gets over, the faster we can do the hunt, and the faster we can get back to the bunker, and never do this again." Dean talked faster and faster with every word.
"But-" Johnny was going to protest, but Dean gave him a glare, making Johnny shut his mouth before he made it worse.
After a few hours of research and Sam and Dean went out to talk to the locals, you all finally found all the information you need for the hunt.
"You guys ready?" Dean asked, placing the shotgun in his duffle bag.
"Yeah, I guess," you replied while putting your jacket on.
"I was born ready!" Johnny added and headed outside.
Dean gave you a small smile and followed Johnny outside.
"It's an easy hunt, you'll do great." Sam patted your shoulder. You nodded, last one out the door.  
You all arrived at the abandoned house. The body was already cremated so you just had to find the object the ghost was attached to.
"Alright, as far as we know, the ghost is attached to a hairclip, the lady was a hairstylist and I guess it was her favorite hairclip or something," Dean explained.
You all nodded and grabbed your shotguns. "Y/N, you're with me. Johnny's with Sam," Dean directed. Sam and Johnny went around to the back while you and Dean went in through the front.
"If you find the hairclip, you know what to do with it, right?" Dean asked quietly as he cautiously walked through the house.
"Yeah. Burn it," you replied.
"Alright, why don't you head upstairs, I'm going to look around down here." you nodded and went upstairs.
You slowly walked upstairs and into a bedroom. You walked over to the vanity and began looking through the drawers. You found nothing. You turned around and saw the ghost. She looked so angry. You threw up your gun and pulled the trigger, causing it to vanish.
You heard pounding footsteps come up the stairs. Dean rushed into the room, ready to fight. "You okay?" he asked frantically, relaxing at the sight of you unharmed.
"Yeah," you nodded and you both headed downstairs.
"Hey, guys! We think we found it," Sam shouted.
You and Dean walked into the bathroom where Sam and Johnny were.
"You sure that's it?" you asked, taking the clip out of Sam's hand to examine it.
"Only one way to find out," Sam shrugged. Dean took the clip from you and threw it into an empty trashcan. He squirted some kerosene and salt on it. He took out his lighter, lit it and dropped it into the trashcan.
You all agreed you should stick around for awhile to make sure you burned the right thing.
"Well, I'd say this was a pretty successful hunt," Dean commented as he packed up his things.
"Yeah. The fire is going out, we've been here awhile, I think we're done here," Sam added. You and Johnny nodded in response before heading out to the Impala.
"What do you say we celebrate a successful hunt? We haven't done that in awhile," Dean spoke.
"Celebrate how?" Sam asked.
"Is that even a question, Uncle Sammy? With pie!" you chimed in with a chuckle.
"That's my girl!" Dean pointed to you and slid into the Impala, trailing behind you was your brother and Sam and Dean soon followed with a slam of the trunk. 
I hope y’all like this one! I’m open for tips on improving! 
Requested by @alexandriajanae4 : "Can I have a request where the reader has a twin BROTHER and they are children of Dean and he takes them on their first hunt where the reader is like Sam and loves research and her brother is like Dean and into investigating (they're 16 years old)? Sorry if that it's too detailed lol love your writings! Thank you for writing Father figure!”
A/N: No problem!
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