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I am in love with most fandoms. But HP and SPN are my fav! Jared Padalecki is my life! PADFOOT and Prongs are goals!
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Bad People

Warnings: ATTEMPTED RAPE!! Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester, Sister Winchester Reader Summary: (Read request at bottom) Readers Age: High school Word Count: 960

Y/N: Your Name

A/N: I have no experience with this topic. I also had no idea what to name this LIKE ALWAYS UGH! Enjoy!

Sitting in the library with your brothers is a regular thing for you. Your brothers were trying to find a case, and you were doing homework.

“I think I got something,” Sam glanced up at Dean for a moment before his eyes went back to his laptop, “says here that a couple went missing and was found dead a few days ago.”

“So? People go missing and wind up dead all the time.” Dean said through a mouthful of food.

Sam rolled his eyes, “You didn’t let me get to the good part, after they were found dead, they were caught murdering their neighbor’s. Then a witness said that they saw the couple, shed their skin and become the people that they murdered.” Sam finished and looked back up at his brother who has stopped eating.

“I… I think I lost my appetite…” Dean said with a disgusted face.

“Wait for it…” You chimed in not looking up from your homework.

“What can I say, I’m always hungry.” Dean smiled and picked up his food and began eating it again, Sam rolled his eyes.

“So shifter.” You turned and looked at Sam, he nodded.

“Yep, when you get done eating let’s go.” Sam told Dean who gave him a thumbs up.

You three all got ready to go and went to the Impala. You arrived at a small town, and pulled up to a motel. You got out followed by your brothers and went into the motel room.

“Well this is… Nice…” You commented some-what disgusted as you set your bag on a bed. You heard your brothers chuckle.

“It’s the best we can do.” Sam said.

You plopped down on the bed and watched your brothers, “So I’m going to go down to the sheriffs office and Sam you go interview the witnesses.” Dean instructed.

“What do I do?” You asked, Dean turned towards you.

“You stay here and guard our stuff.” Dean replied.

You gave him a bitch-face, “I’m not a dog Dean.” You snapped, Dean walked over to you and put a hand on your head.

“Whose a good girl?” He taunted has he rubbed your head, you slapped his hand off and stuck your tongue out at him.

“We’ll be back later.” Dean informed you as he shut the door and drove off, leaving you alone in the motel room.

Your brothers got back and have been researching for what seems like hours, you were about to fall asleep until the motel room door burst open. You three jumped up and within seconds everything went black.

You woke up with your head in pain, “Y/N? Hey you okay?” You heard Sam’s soothing voice. You looked around and saw that you were in a jail cell, an old, dirty, wet, cold cell.

“Yeah I uh… I think so. How ‘bout you?” You asked, you were the only on in your cell.

“I’m fine, just try to find a way out.” Sam instructed.

“Where’s Dean?” You asked as you looked around.

“I think he’s still out.” Sam replied.

You then saw someone approach your cell, “Well hello.” A man’s voice said. You stayed quiet, fear overtaking you.

“I guess we caught ourselves a little Winchester.” The man fiddled with the keys in his hands, “Not much of a talker are you?” He asked as he started unlocking the cell.

“Stay away from her!” You heard Sam yell and hit the wall that both of your cells shared.

The man ignored Sam, “Maybe that’s a good thing? I mean it means you won’t scream, right?” Your eyes widened, and you backed yourself into a corner.

The man was now in your cell, he closed the door but didn’t lock it, “Let’s have some fun.” The man grabbed you and laid you down on your back.

You screamed, tears falling down your cheeks, he was now on top of you, he undid your jeans and pulled up your shirt. You screamed and called for your brothers, you could hear Sam yell your name.

Before the man could take off his clothes he was suddenly ripped away from you, you curled up into a ball and cried. You heard someone yell something incoherent.

You felt two gentle arms wrap around your shoulders, but going through what you just did you jumped away. “Hey it’s okay, it’s me, Sam.” Sam informed you, once you were sure it was him you leaped into his arms.

You don’t know how he got to you so fast but at this point you don’t care.

You cried into Sam’s chest, “Shh, it’s okay, I got you.” Sam cooed, you heard someone else walk in. You opened your eyes and saw Dean standing there, you could tell he was pissed. But not at you, at himself, his eyes were glistening from the tears that were about to fall.

You pulled away from Sam and jumped into Dean’s arms, he didn’t hesitate to wrap them around you. “I’m so sorry baby girl, you’re okay now.” Dean kissed the top of your head, you continued to cry.

Your brothers helped you out of the building and Sam hot wired a random care, Dean got into the backseat with you. You snuggled close to your brother, Dean wrapped his arms around you, Sam played some soothing music, quiet enough for you to sleep but loud enough to break the silence.

Dean rocked back and forth slightly, kissing your head every now and then, you felt a few wet drops on your head. Dean was crying, you clenched onto his shirt not wanting to let go in fear of being ripped away from him.

You focused on listening to Dean’s heartbeat and the soft music playing, you let sleep overtake you.

Requested by Anonymous: “Hey! I understand if you won’t write this because of what it’s about but if you would can you please write a sisfic where she is about 15 years old and all three of them get captured and a monster almost rapes her and then fluff please?

A/N: I kinda just threw this together bc there’s people comin over and I knew I wouldn’t have time later so yeah.

Tags: @16wiishes (let me know if you want to be tagged in every imagine I post)

I hope y'all like this one! I’m open for tips on improving!

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how did jk manage to write ootp and not come to the conclusion that the only career w any true meaning for harry james potter was as a goddamn professor at hogwarts like how do u write the da scenes and say “nah he’d want to be a wizard cop”

#but it would be so perfect??? #bc it would help normalize his life so much #like there would just be this generation of kids who are like #‘ugh who cares that he killed the dark lord he gAVE US HOMEWORK OVER BREAK’ #like the beginning of every year there would be the new first years who would freak out a little #but then it would calm down #and most of the students would literally forget #until like clockwork the fifth years would have their history of magic class on the second war #and they’d all show up to DADA looking a little awestruck and everyone would be extra quiet #and harry would give this kind of annoyed sigh—except it’s fake bc he TOTALLY knew this was coming #bc binns is a bro and he totally gives him a heads up every year #and harry wouldn’t have any lesson plans for the day and instead he would just sit at the front of the room and answer everyone’s questions #but otherwise everyone would just be like ‘professor potter!! i can’t get my patronus to work! help me!’ #and like they’d go home at the end of the year or for break and their parents—who ARE still starstruck by harry james potter #would pester their kids with questions#and the kids would just be like ‘merlin i don’t know?? potter’s such a huge dork you should hear him talk about proper wand movements’ #but they would all love him #and he would feel safe and normal and utterly accepted #AND I NEED THIS IN MY LIFE (via @cinematicnomad)

Not to mention it would be an ultimate Fuck You to Voldemort, who put a curse on the teaching position in the first place.

Like, Jo, I don’t want to tell you how to do your job, but COME ON

I already queued this but also, you do this, but still have Ginny become a famous Quidditch player. Imagine the first time Harry gets called “Ginny’s husband” before “the boy who lived” or “the chosen one.” Imagine how fucking pleased he’d be.

Imagine the first time a student comes up to him looking starry-eyed and Harry’s thinking “Oh no” because he doesn’t want to talk about Voldemort or the war but instead this little eleven year old is like “ARE YOU REALLY MARRIED TO WEASLEY FROM THE HOLLYHEAD HARPIES???!?? WHAT’S SHE LIKE?” and he’s like “oh thank god” because he could talk about Ginny all day. 

Yes. Good.

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jukeboxemcsa

Actually, all three of them should have become professors. Hermione would have become Headmistress, of course–youngest Headmistress of Hogwarts ever, and the only one willing to turn the portraits of her predecessors to the wall if they gave her too much lip about her efforts to modernize the curriculum. (She probably started as Transfiguration professor after McGonagall became Headmistress, but it wouldn’t surprise me if McGonagall was grooming her for the Headmistress job all along.)

And Ron took over as flying instructor for Professor Hooch; everyone thinks he’s an easy A because he’s so mellow and silly and hands out candy for good performances and his brother and sister sometimes visit the class to show off some of their old Quidditch moves and give away Wizard Wheezes to the best fliers, and it’s not until they talk to someone else from a different school or era that they realize that flying is actually really difficult to learn and Ron just found ways to slip all the teaching in under the fun so that they didn’t even notice. Things that seemed like silly tricks or goofy jokes turned out to be mnemonics for complex maneuvers, and of course nobody ever wanted to skip a class under his tutelage.

thisTHIS

Okay all other canon epilogues can go home, this is the best.

Yoooooooo gimmie

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The last Twilight movie comes out this month. It's time for a Robert Pattinson Tumblr roundup!

I think we should all celebrate by taking a moment to appreciate Robert Pattinson’s attitude and I’m laughing so much right now.

JUST ALL THAT HE IS.

I mean 

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Robert Pattinson’s ‘Twilight’ commentary.
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I just

I’m going to miss this

the last twilight movie came out in 2012. it is now 2018. i just want to know who the hell reblogged this 6 year old post onto my dash. because i love you

It actually made me go from hating the actors to loving them once I realized they thought the books and movies were as shitty as I thought they were

My question is why did you sign up to play the role if you hate it so much? I mean this is funny but STILL.

because

I would let a movie studio wax me and use me as a surfboard for a fraction of that bank. I don’t even remotely question his motives.

Understandable. Have a great day.

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Captivity (Part 5)

Summary: This is a VERY DARK FIC. READ AND HEED THE WARNINGS. The reader has been taken and violently held hostage, along with Jensen, Jared, and Misha. When she is finally rescued, it’s only the beginning. Why was she taken? Who would wish that kind of harm on all of them? And where do they go from here?

****PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS: explicit rape/non-con, graphic violence, artificial insemination, being held captive, PTSD (None of this is to be taken lightly, please don’t read if you are sensitive to any of that material).

Word Count: 1000ish

A/N: This is another commissioned series, and it’s darker than anything I’ve written. I’m excited for the challenge of this request!

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nosez-moved

in 10 days ireland is having a referendum to hopefully repeal the 8th amendment, which equates the life of a foetus to that of an adult

abortion is currently 100% illegal in ireland with a penelty of up to 14yrs (rape is 7yrs, if even that) and up to 10 people travel to england to access abortion every single day

if you’re irish, remember go to vote Yes on May 25th. if you’re not irish but have irish friends, remind them to go vote Yes

(rb if ya can)

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cah

A few weeks ago, we exhibited at Emerald City Comicon. Typically when we attend conventions, we try to create some spectacle that captures people’s attention and sells games. Like the time we brought a marching band to PAX Australia.

At ECCC, we set up a “Pay What You Want” booth and encouraged people to give us any amount of money in exchange for our games. We put games on a table, set up some signs, stood off to the side, and waited to see what would happen.

We brought 2000 games. Before the convention began, we took bets on what would happen:

  • Tom thought we’d sell out in a few hours.
  • Alex thought we’d run out on the of the second day of the con.
  • Trin thought that we would not run out of games because we are no longer cool or relevant.
  • Jenn got a fever and didn’t know what was happening.

We were all wrong. 

The doors opened, and attendees swarmed the booth. Within five minutes attendees realized they could just take games and walk away. A small group grabbed armfuls of free games and left, but most people paid something. Within an hour, the booth looked like this:

We ran out of games in 51 minutes.and made $8042.48, or 18.7% of the games’ retail value. In other words, we lost $685.44 per minute.

Attendees put lots of other stuff in the payment box too.

Some things you put in our box:

  • Five Canadian Dollars ($3.72 USD)
  • Ten Euros ($10.66 USD)
  • Eighty Philippine Pesos ($1.59 USD)
  • One Chinese Yuan ($0.14 USD)
  • One Cubone Pokemon Card, XY Breakthrough (Avg price - $0.68 USD)
  • One Magic: The Gathering Eternal Masters booster pack wrapper (No Value)
  • One handwritten “Any Pizza Free” and “Twisted Flicks + KPC” Coupon from a Papa Murphy’s in Kirkland, WA (Estimated Value $25.00 USD)
  • One $1 Bill folded into a bowtie ($1.00 USD)
  • One “FeelTheBurn.org” $1 bill. ($1.00 USD)
  • Two halves of a $1 bill ($1.00 USD )

Once we sold out, we had to figure out what to do with our booth space. 

On Saturday, we gave our space to artists who weren’t able to get a table at the con. People showed up to exhibit cosplay horns, board games, recycled journals, and comic art.

On the last day of the con, we set up a station for mailing letters to representatives.

We provided pens, paper, postage, envelopes, writing tips, and the address of every US Senator. 

Over 200 letters were written by con attendees, including the most bad ass Imperator Furiosa cosplayer we’ve ever seen.

We’re still waiting on Immortan Trump’s response.

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hollowedskin

cards against humanity is run by the pure force of chaos I stg. I like what they did with their booth after tho

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ladyorpheus

The definition of chaotic good

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Captivity (part 2)

Summary: This is a VERY DARK FIC. READ AND HEED THE WARNINGS. The reader has been taken and violently held hostage, along with Jensen, Jared, and Misha. When she is finally rescued, it’s only the beginning. Why was she taken? Who would wish that kind of harm on all of them? And where do they go from here?

****PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS: explicit rape/non-con, graphic violence, artificial insemination, being held captive, PTSD (None of this is to be taken lightly, please don’t read if you are sensitive to any of that material).

Word Count: 1100

A/N: This is another commissioned series, and it’s darker than anything I’ve written. I’m excited for the challenge of this request!

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Realizing that Peter and Mantis could have very well have been the only ones who actually FELT half the universe disappear. Everyone else was confused, unknowing, disappearing mid-sentence, etc.

But Mantis’ empathic nature and Peter’s “Spidey-sense” shed light to their deaths. Mantis was already crying before anyone realized what was happening. And Peter…well…

From ComicBook.com

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Not Who You Say You Are

Warnings: Swearing, torture Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester, Sister Winchester Reader Summary: A shapeshifter disguises as Dean and it tortures you. Readers Age: Any Word Count: 809

Y/N: Your Name

A/N: I think I’m starting to experience writers block again T.T that’s why this one is so short sorry!! I had no idea what to name this so DX yeah… Enjoy!

You and your brothers were in a small town chasing a shifter. You three currently sat in a motel room doing research. “Okay, I’m going to the police station. Sammy, why don’t you interview a few witnesses,” Dean ordered as he stood up.

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zhirley

A thousand live bats fluttered from the walls and ceiling while a thousand more swooped over the tables in low black clouds, making the candles in the pumpkins stutter. The feast appeared suddenly on the golden plates, as it had at the start-of-term banquet.

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