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Marked

Title: Marked

Words: 928

Pairing: Dean x reader

Summary: When you reach age 18 you get the same tattoo as your soul mate. Finding it is hard enough, but what if your soul mate refuses the whole concept and decides to ignore it? 

Warnings: None :)

A/N: This is my first writing piece + English isn’t my first language so I apologize for any mistakes.

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Routine was something most people hated. They said it was boring and did everything they could to change it. But you never were like most people. Routines were a favourite part of your life (or so you kept telling yourself) and you loved it that your college roommate was the same.

Every day your alarm clock rang exactly at 7:00 and today was no different. You could already hear your best friend Sam making breakfast in the kitchen. You smiled to yourself and drank a glass of water from your nightstand. 

Your thumb ran across a marked spot on your forearm, just little below your elbow. It was a tattoo of a small tree with two birds above it. You first saw it on the morning of your 18th birthday and immediately fell in love with it. It was like nothing you’ve ever seen before and you’ve always wondered if your soul mate feels the same about it.

Putting on your glasses you got up and walked into the kitchen.

“Morning Sam!” you smiled as he handed you a cup of coffee.

“Morning Y/N!” he smiled back, “Nervous about your exam tomorrow?”

You shook your head “Not really. I mean it’s not like professor Novak has ever been super strict. Besides, you know I’m gonna ace this one.”

Sam laughed and nodded, he was a year older then you were and assistant for Dr. Novak’s class. At first, you thought it would be awkward in class since you two were roommates and best friends, but Sam handled the whole situation so professionally, you were sure he was gonna get the job at the university when he finishes with his studies.

“Oh and to remind you… My brother is coming today to sleep over,” he said while you two ate breakfast.

“Oh yeah, Dean right? I’m excited to meet him!” you grinned widely. You haven’t met any of Sam’s family and he rarely talked about his brother. “Is he coming alone or?” the curiosity couldn’t leave you alone.

“Yeah… he’s not really into whole ‘relationships’ and ‘soul mate’ stuff.” Sam said quietly and you could see that there was a story behind this that he didn’t want you to know just yet. “He chooses to ignore it. Says he doesn’t want to get tied down.” he continued to your surprise. 

“Well he’ll probably change his mind when he meets the right person” you tried to lighten up the mood. Sam’s already met his soul mate Jessica and you knew just how important this was to him.

“He won’t, believe me. I love him but I also know him and he ain’t changing.” he drank last sips of his coffee, “Anyways I need to get to my classes, see you tonight!”

You waved him goodbye and slowly finished your breakfast. Meeting Sam’s brother was exciting for you and you hoped you two will get along. It was a rainy day and you spent most of it studying in the library near your apartment. Most of the classes already ended for you and all that was waiting for you were exams. You loved college life, yet you couldn’t wait to return home to your parents. Even though you saw them pretty often you missed living at home. 

Soon the evening approached and you decided to return to your apartment. Wondering if Dean’s already arrived, you unlocked the door and stepped in.

“I’m home!” you called out and put down your bag.

You heard Sam telling you he’s in the kitchen so you headed there. Sam was standing behind a counter and you could see another man but he was facing his back against you. 

“Hey guys!” you said happily and hurried to meet mysterious man. 

Sam greeted you and the man, which you were almost certain was his brother Dean, turned around.

“Hi, I’m Dean!” he flashed you a smile.

A tall, handsome man was holding his hand in front of him, waiting to shake yours while you stood frozen. You knew he was going to be handsome, just like your brother, yet you didn’t expect to be so impressed over a green-eyed man.

You slowly stuttered your name, gently placing your hand in his to shake it. Dean firmly gripped your hand and you felt tingles climbing up your arm.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N! Sam never mentioned he had such gorgeous roommate, otherwise I’d visit him sooner…” he winked at you, then turned to Sam, “I just might stay a little longer Sammy!” 

Sam rolled his eyes and muttered ‘jerk’ under his breath. “Don’t mind him, Y/N. He thinks he’s special but he’s really not.”

You let out a laugh, still stunned by the older Winchester. That wasn’t like you, you always imagined your soul mate would be your first and only love. Usually, you were repelled by guys like Dean, yet somehow he managed to charm you with a smile and a deep look into your eyes.

“We’re going out to eat if you want to join us?” Sam offered and Dean jumped in without hesitation. 

“Please do! I will die if I have to hear about Jessica and college the whole night!”

Before you could stop yourself a firm ‘yes’ flew out of your mouth. Dean’s smile widened and so did Sam’s eyes. You couldn’t blame him though, he wasn’t used to seeing you like that and neither were you.

“So shall we?” Dean asked, his eyes locked on you. 

Once again you nodded and headed towards the door, scared yet excited to what future might bring. ___________

So what do you guys think? Do you like it? Hate it? Please let me know!

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Drabbles (yes again)

Since 10TIHAY is on hold (actually I’m half done but okay) and I don’t have much time to write due to school (oh god I have math test and geography test tomorrow and history on Wedneday, keep your fingers crossed), I’m doing drabbles yet again.
Send me a number and character (Supernatural characters and actors, Marvel characters) and I’ll write a drabble!

1.       “You don’t have to stay.”

2.       “I’m gonna be sick.”

3.       “What happened doesn’t change anything.”

4.       “Come over here and make me.”

5.       “Have you lost your damn mind!?”

6.       “I think we need to talk.”

7.       “You’re the only one I trust to do this.”

8.       “I’m pregnant.”

9.       “You lied to me.”

10.   “I wish I could hate you.”

11.   “You did all of this for me?”

12.   “No one needs to know.”

13.   “I just wanted someone to notice me.”

14.   “Sometimes it’s good to be scared because it means you still have something to lose…”

15.   “Why didn’t you try harder? You just left.”

16.   “So you hate me now too? Join the club.”

17.   “You want to know what happened to me? You! You happened to me.”

18.   “I’m not alright! Okay? Are you satisfied? I’m not alright.”

19.   “Is that what you’re doing? Trying to make me hate you?”

20.   “I thought you were different, obviously I was wrong.”

21.   “I loved you through everything and you don’t even care!”

22.   “Go ahead, laugh at the girl who cares too much.”

23.   “You’re leaving because it’s easier to walk away than to fight for what you really want.”

24.   “I know I may do a lot of stupid shit, but I am a lot closer to finding someone than you are.”

25.   “I came here to win you back, and dammit, I’ll do whatever I have to.”

26.   “I’m sorry I let you down.”

27.   “Words don’t mean anything to me! You know what does? Taking action.”

28.   “You lied to me. All this time.”

29.   “How long have you known?”

30.   “Look, just forget what I said, okay?”

31.   “I want you. All of you.”

32.   “Dammit! Can’t you see that he/she doesn’t deserve you?!”

33.   “I know he’s your first love, I intend on being your last. However long it takes.”

 Ideas are taken from her!

Send it in pls!

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I just want a boyfriend who will be nice and funny and feminist and not homophobic / racist. And will watch SPN and other shows with me… Is that really too much to ask? 😣😔

Holy shit I can't believe I wrote this and it somehow came true 🙈

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Most Shippers: Yeah! I ship it! It's great! I know I'm a bit obsessive, and that's okay! But other people are allowed to ship - or not ship - whatever they want. People are entitled to their opinions.
Most Anti-Shippers: UGH! When will the shippers realize that their ship is NOT REAL!! They are all so annoying and delusional!! *writes super long rant post about how much they hate ship and its followers*
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according to certain destihellers, we’re not part of the ‘supernatural family’ if we have opinions that aren’t the same as theirs (about certain ships, actors and characters).  And from what I’ve read, they’ve harassed someone to the point of them deleting their blog.

The double standard here is astonishing.

OTHER. PEOPLE. CAN. HAVE. OPINIONS. TOO.

People can have opinons, sure. But blindly hating on an actor/group is not having an opinion. It's spreading hate and I don't know how USA laws handle this, but where I live Misha could sue everyone that spread lies/hate about him

Remember one thing. Hate always gives you hate. And if you hate on someone very soon someone will hate on you

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krxs10

!!!!!!DONT LET THIS GO UNNOTICED!!!!!!

As Bernie Sanders took the stage on Tuesday night, the cable networks continued doing what they do best – talking.
Fox News, CNN and MSNBC all declined to carry Sanders’ speech, instead offering jokes about the evening while showing live coverage of Trumps empty podium while promising that we were all, “AWAITING TRUMP” and “STANDING BY FOR TRUMP.“ 

In Fact: EVERY OTHER CANDIDATE HAD AIR TIME EXCEPT FOR SANDERS

As if these stations couldn’t get any more corruptThe Huffington Post’s Michael Calderone reported that the media have collectively given Trump some $2 billion worth of free air time.

Don’t be fooled by the media ya’ll. You can watch his incredible speech here & remember You ARE his media

#StayWoke #FeelTheBern

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10 Things I Hate About You; part 6

Title: 10 Things I Hate About You; part 6
Words: 1916
Pairing: Dean x reader
Summary: This AU is based on my favourite movie ‘10 Things I Hate About You’. Reader is really smart girl, decided to go to Harvard. She’s having great grades and lives healthy. Dean on the other side is typical bad guy. Girls are falling on their knees in front of him, but Dean doesn’t care. Until he meets a girl who seems to be immune to his charms. Decided to win her over, Dean makes a bet.
Warnings: AU, swearing
Previous parts:
A/N: Already part 6? This is going so fast! (not really but try to ignore that please haha) Enjoy!

I hate the way you’re always right, I hate it when you lie.

“Okay, deep breaths, Y/N! I don’t need you to have a panic attack now!” Ellie said, almost having one herself.

She’s been in your room for over an hour, trying to calm you down. She knew that this was the day your father passed away. You were a wreck every year, but she has never seen you like this, not after the day he passed away.

“Talk to me. Please!” she begged, shaking you lightly. “You actually seemed to be better this year. What happened?”

“Shit,” you wiped tears, but they just kept coming, making a river down your cheeks. “Fuck… I’m sorry.”

She hugged you tightly, stating that you have nothing to be sorry for.

“Should I call Dean?” Ellie asked gently, hoping that he’ll be able to calm you down. Lately it seemed like he was that thing that kept you happy and smiling.

“No,” you said almost too quick and too loud, “I’ll tell you what happened, just- just don’t call him, please.”

2 weeks ago

“I’m so excited,” your mum squealed as she waited for you to come out of your room.

“Mum, calm down!” you laughed, “I’m just going out, it’s not like that’s something new.”

“You’re going out with a boy! On a date!”

You could hear your little sister laughing on a hallway and Ellie couldn’t help but crack a smile as well. They were all excited to see you go out with Dean, and to be honest, you were too. But knowing Dean’s reputation you always had this thought in the back of your mind, bugging you. You always thought that no matter what this couldn’t really be true.

“He’s a friend. It’s not a date,” you called back, fixing your dress, before stepping out of the room.

Your mum gasped and you saw tears forming in her eyes. Instead of rolling your eyes, you just smiled at her this time, letting her have this mument.

“You look beautiful,” she told you, pulling you in for a tight hug.

Just as she released you from her arms, finally allowing you to breathe, the doorbell rang. She smiled widely and hurried downstairs, your little sister following close behind. Meanwhile, Ellie smiled at you.

“Ready?” She asked, excited.

“Never been more,” you nodded, “I’ll just go grab my purse.”

She nodded and followed your mother while you jumped in your room just to grab your purse from the table.

Meanwhile, Dean nervously waited outside, unable to stay still. Michael next to him couldn’t help but smile. Just knowing that his favourite cousin could make a guy this nervous calmed him down. He knew Dean and most importantly, he knew that guys like Dean don’t get nervous unless something means a lot to them.

“Would you calm down?” Michael asked, chuckling, “It Y/N, you’ll be fine.”

Dean looked at Michael, “Easier said than done.”

The doors finally opened and your mum peaked out. She smiled at the boys, opening the door.

“Hey Michael,” she pecked her nephew’s cheek and then turned to Dean, “Hello Dean.”

As much as she wanted to put on her ‘strict mum’ face, she couldn’t help, but notice the nervous boy. He bit his lip, not even trying to steady his eyes on something.

“Hello ma'am,” Dean smiled at her, again glancing at the stairs.

Michael was already talking to Ellie, somehow making her laugh when you walked down the stair. Or more like ran down the stairs. You found your purse quickly, but then realized you forgot to save your essay and send it to your English teacher.

You tripped, almost falling not-so-elegantly. “Fuck,” you cursed under your breath, looking up at the people in the room, “I’m okay. Thanks for asking.”

Dean cracked a smile and slowly all of them relaxed. You smiled back at him and approached him.

“I hope they didn’t scare you,” you joked again, eyeing your mum who only kept smiling, because she knew what neither of you did in that mument.

Dean only dared to smile, not completely trusting his voice. He looked at you, feeling something he has never felt and it felt good. It felt right.

His smile only widened when he noticed you checking him out.

“Are you only going to stare at each other or can we go?” Ellie rudely interrupted you, making you both blush.

“Yeah…” Dean cleared his throat, “Let’s go.”

He said goodbye to your mother and sister, before walking out. Only then he dared to take your hand in his, leading you to his old Impala.

As soon as you arrived, Ellie and Michael hurried into the school’s gym while Dean stopped you.

“Is something wrong, Dean?” you asked, only then noticing how worried he looks.

He smiled and shook his head, his eyes settled on the floor, “I’m just glad you came with me.”

“So cheesy, Winchester. C’mon, let’s have fun,” a cheery voice came out and you fought the urge to giggle.

“Okay,” Dean breathed, feeling a weird lump in his stomach.

Once again, he tangled his fingers with yours, leading you inside to meet with the rest of the group.

The night started pretty good. Everyone seemed to have fun, talking and dancing. The music was for once good, teachers seemed to find an interesting topic to talk about and didn’t pay any attention to what was happening in big gym full of teenagers.

Benny snuck in some alcohol and you let yourself free, drinking a few glasses of whatever this was mixed with strawberry juice. Ellie was giggling to everything Michael said and you fought the urge to roll your eyes.

You notice that Dean didn’t drink, but he was driving so you blamed it on that. He was kind of quiet all night, the grumpy expression on his face, but you pushed that in the back of your head.

“Oh, slow songs for couples!” Benny yelled a little too loud when Enrique’s ‘Hero’ came on.

“Dean now you can ask Y/N for a dance!” Drunk Castiel continued, taking another sip of whatever was in his glass, “C’mon, we all know that you have to!”

You giggled, blushing when all attention fell on you and Dean. You looked up to him and when your eyes met you noticed that he doesn’t seem really happy with this. Giggle died out and suddenly it didn’t seem as a good idea anymore.

Dean raised his eyebrows at you, making sure you knew that he’s only doing it because others told him to and when you nodded, he took your hand and dragged you away from his friends so you could dance in peace.

You linked your hands behind his neck and he put his on your hips. Even though you did move to the beat of music and anyone watching you would think that everything’s okay, it just didn’t feel right.

He was quiet, looking everywhere but at you.

“Can we go outside?” You leaned closer so he could hear you clearly, “I don’t feel well.”

He nodded and you followed him out, ignoring the questioning looks from your friends. As soon as you were outside, Dean started talking.

“Of course you don’t feel well. You drank too much alcohol for someone who has never had a drink in her life,” he told you clearly annoyed, “Just sit down and breathe, you’ll be fine.”

“Why would you think… Oh, of course!” you snapped at him. “You think that because I have good grades, because I am a good girl, I never had a drink? Here you go again with your stupid stereotypes!”

Dean’s eyes widened when he saw you act like that. It surely wasn’t what he expected.

“Just because I have high life goals and don’t want to screw my future, that doesn’t mean I was never drunk. At least I know how to have fun without alcohol, unlike you. God, I can’t stand you sometimes!”

You ran a hand through your hair, trying to keep the tears from falling, “You know, if you didn’t want to dance with me, you could just say it. I felt like fucking shit when you ignored me.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Dean yelled back, ignoring a few people outside that turned to you.

“Look. I know that this whole you being after me thing isn’t real, Dean,” you admitted.

All blood escaped from Dean’s face and for a second he felt like puking.

“I get that it was probably some kind of bet or whatever. I know that a guy like you never goes after a girl like me.”

Dean clenched his yaw, not quite believing his ears, “And you’re saying that because?”

“Because it’s never like that. I mean I know I’m hot and everything, but who am I kidding? I’m a geek and you go after easy girls. Easy catches. Not a nerdy girl who studies all the time.”

“You think all this was a bet?” He asked, ignoring the huge lump in his throat, “You seriously think that I’d go through all that only to win a bet? That I was nervous as fuck when I asked you out because I was scared I’ll lose the bet?”

“Well, you definitely didn’t seem happy when your friends ‘made’ you dance with me!” you yelled at him, looking deep into his eyes.

He ran a hand through his hair, “I can’t believe it.”

“Do you like me?” He asked out of the sudden, stepping closer. “And I mean it in an ‘I want to kiss you’ way, not in a friendly way.”

Hesitantly you nodded, now biting your lower lip, speechless for the first time.

“Then why can’t you trust me that there is no bet at all?”

“Because…” you tried to find a good answer, but it was like your brain refused to come up with an answer.

“Stupid stereotypes, huh? Damn you must really like me,” he chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief.

You knew he was right and you wanted to believe him more than anything.

“Do you like me?” you asked this time, daring to look him deep in the eyes.

“Do I… Yes, Y/N. I like you. Damn you’re fast,” he muttered, “Does it even matter? If you don’t trust me?”

Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was all the frustration in you causing that you lifted yourself, pressing your lips on his.

Dean was surprised, but quickly leaned into a kiss, his hands on your hips bringing you closer to him. He moaned in your mouth when you pulled his hair and you smiled into a kiss.

“It matters too damn much,” you told him.

He stared at you for a mument longer before reuniting your lips.

“God, you’re fucking gorgeous.”

“You’re not bad yourself, mister,” you joked, pressing a quick kiss on his lips, “But we’ve got to get back inside.”

Dean whined, not wanting to let you go.

“C’mon baby. It’ll be fun,” you pushed yourself away from him and grabbed his hand to drag him behind you.

“I bet I can make being alone with you way more fun,” he smirked and rolled your eyes.

Now

“Yeah, you told me what happened that night,” Ellie smirked, “But that’s not the reason you’re crying.”

“Would you just listen, please?” you sighed, “That’s not the whole story. It didn’t end there.”

She nodded, apologizing.

“So, what happened?”

I hope you liked it! Opinions? Part 7?

Part 7 coming soon!!!

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Anonymous asked:

I'm with ya, math is too freakin difficult, but don't let it get to you. This grade is not the most important thing in the world. *hugs*

Well it's not haha but I really need to know this for matura exam at the end of highschool 😅

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Anonymous asked:

What are you studying in geometry? (maybe I might possibly be able to help?)

I was yeah 😣 Well exam is over I just hope I won't fail it 🙏

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