Famous Authors, Their Writings And Their Rejection Letters.

When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own.

Haruki Murakami (via quotemadness)

Brother, you deserve the world

Characters- Dean Winchester, John Winchester, Sam Winchester (mentioned), Sister reader Warning - Swearing, angst, fluff etc.

I kept my shotgun, knife and other weapons in my bag and zipped it tightly, I looked over at my father and saw that he was staring at his notebook with deep concentration, his dark busy eyebrows were pressed together and his fingers were crossed over his lips. I have noticed on countless times that my father acquires this pose when he is in deep predicament.

“Do you need some help, Dad?”, I asked him cautiously as he sometimes gets mad when I disturb him or ask questions.

My dad looked up at me and shook his head,“No y/n/n, I was just going throw some notes of mine” he then closed his journal and walked towards his bag to keep it for safe keeping.

He then turned towards me and asked in gruff voice “Everything ready for the hunt? ” I nodded firmly and then sat on the edge of the bed to wait for my elder brother Dean.

“Your brother should be back by now, why is it taking him so long?”

“Maybe he went to a shop which sells brains” My father looked at me with an angry expression on his face.

“Y/n, listen this non serious attitude, joking about every little thing will not work. You are a hunter, you are supposed to be serious, mature, not have this childish, ridiculous attitude. Grow up y/n” I felt the tears burn in my eyes but I could not let them drop, knowing that this will give my father another opportunity to critize me. I nodded my head in obedience and whispered in a cracked voice, “Yes Sir” My brother chose to show at that very moment, and with the way his grin dropped I knew he could pick up the tension in the room. “Dean, you are back”, my father stated. “Yeah, I am sorry I am late sir, the were not allowing us to take the vehicle out of the parking lot for some reason so I had to wait” “Never mind, your sister has packed and hopefully kept all the weapons in the bag, so let’s not delay any longer and just kill this damn thing” “Yes sir” my brother and I responded in perfect sync. “I just need to use the washroom sir, I will be come out in a second” My father nodded at Dean and extended his hand to take the car keys from him, he then walked out the front door of the motel. I was close behind him but my brother grabbed my wrist and turned my body so I could face him. “What the hell happened? ” “Nothing Dean” “Really because I can see that you were crying and not too mention like really quite” “Dean, you came in like 5 minutes ago, what the hell do you want me to say!?!” “Did he say something to you? ” “No! ” But the way I had replied,the quickness in the answer and my green eyes shifting from his identical ones was all the proof Dean ever needed. “Sweetheart, just because Sam is not here doesn’t mean you hide things from me, I can help you but just tell me what the bloody hell happened” I sighed heavily and said, “We are getting late, Dad will be mad at us”. So I picked my bag and swung it over my shoulder and walked out of the door. Dean’s POV I know that something has happened, I know dad must have said something, lately he has been too hard on her. The entire car ride had this tense environment and my little sister was sitting too quietly. She was hurt and I hated that she was feeling such emotions this also made me extremely angry at my father. I hate it when he hurts her, I hate seeing her hurt. She is my entire life, I love her. How dare my father hurts her but I know that I can’t say a word against him so I keep my mouth shut. “okay, listen to me werewolf is somewhere here, keep a look out and be very attentive, I don’t want mistakes, Dean it is your job to protect her ” my father instructed this and started to walk on the other side of the deep words. Y/n and I walked around, my mind kept wandering back to my sister who was hurting inside and my blood seemed to boil every minute when I tried to imagine what he would have told her. So lost in my thoughts I was that I didn’t notice the werewolf which was trying to attack me. “Dean watch out!!!! ” I heard y/n yell but the werewolf was too fast and I could not shoot it in the heart, but then I also felt a sever shove which was given to me by my sibling and had me falling to the ground. I looked up and saw that my baby sister had pushed me out of the way and had put herself in harm’s way. The werewolf got more pissed when y/n tried to shoot it but couldn’t, I saw with bewilderment when the monster slashed my little sister’s arm and threw her in the tree. “Y/N!!!” I screamed and picked up my gun to shoot it, but as soon as I picked up my gun, the werewolf was shot in the heart and fell down on the ground dead. I turned back around and saw my father with a furious glare on his face, I didn’t care much about it as I rushed to my little injured sister. I reached her and saw that her head was bleeding slightly but it was the arm which worried me because it had so many deep cuts which were bleeding profusely. I carefully put her head on my lap and carded my fingers through her hair. “Dean, my arm hurts a lot ” she sobbed and my heart clenched at the sight of her in pain but I had to be strong. For her. “Shhhh sweetheart, don’t worry we will get that arm fixed and everything will okay. Aren’t you brave little girl, I promise nothing will happen to you. Shhhh don’t cry” She tried to but she could not stop crying. So I picked her up gently at which cried a little but I soothed her. I turned towards my father who still wore the furious expression on his face. When we got home, dad fixed up her arm and gave her some medicine for the pain. I couldn’t help but feel guilty, had I been paying attention this would not have happened. My little sister got hurt because of me. “How did this happen?” an angry voice which belonged to my father interrogated me, I glanced at my little sister who was propped on the bed with a scared expression on her face. “I wasn’t paying attention sir, I am sorry” I answered in my obedient voice. “Sorry will not fix your sister’s arm boy, look what happened because of you, she could have died, you irresponsible, ridiculous boy. Had I not come in time both of you could be Dead. This is outrageous, you have one simple job Dean Winchester watch out for your sister, and you can’t even do that. Today you are not only a bad son but a cowardly brother” The whole room was silent after my father’s cruel words, I felt weak and pathetic and yes a cowardly brother too. “You son of a bitch” I heard a female voice which belonged to sister, she was off the bed and was facing my father in that moment I can say she looked fearless. “What did you say young lady? ” “I said you son of a butch. How dare you speak to my brother like that, how dare you call him a coward. You have no right or authority to say that to him” “ I am your father, I have every right” “You called my big brother, my hero, the man who raised me since he was 8 years old a coward. He is anything but a coward, he made a small mistake tonight but that doesn’t mean it’s the end of the world, he is human please let him be one, and I think the only coward in this room is you and no one else” What happened next was absolutely unbelievable, my father raised his hand and hit my baby sister so hard that she fell the ground. “DAD!! ” I yelled at him and grabbed him by the collar. “You can do whatever you want with me, but if you raise a hand at her, I will not be responsible for my actions now get out! ” My father took his bag and went outside, I looked at my sister who was still on the ground sobbing her heart out. I picked her up and carried her to the bed. “Shhhh baby, it’s okay, don’t cry it’s okay ” my little sister looked up with tears in her eyes which were spilling on her cheeks. I ran my hand down her back to comfort her. “ I am sorry, I am so sorry, I couldn’t control it, he was attacking you and I could not help it De. You are not coward Dean, you are a hero, you deserve the world and what he said was horrible” at this she started to cry more. I sat on the bad and put her in my lap, so her head was against my chest, I started rocking her to soothe her. When she called me her hero and told me that I deserved the world, I felt loved . My baby sister was protecting me so I kissed her head softly and spoke to her. “ listen baby, thank you for standing up to dad for me you know no one has done that for me, but don’t put yourself in harms way, I physically can’t see you get hurt, you are my little baby sister and I love you and want to protect you, so next time just sit quietly don’t worry about a thing,okay” “ But you are my big brother and I can’t stand by and watch while the world hurts you, I am sorry but I can’t, I will protect you from everyone who tries to hurt, sorry you just have to live with that fact” I looked down at my little sister with tears glistening in my eyes she smiled at me and brushed those tears which managed to make it down my cheeks. I took her hand in mine and kissed it I then kissed her forehead and saw that her eyes were fluttering that means she was getting sleepy so I rocked her until she feel asleep and then put the blanket around us keeping her arm secure, we were both fast asleep, with my baby sister snuggled into my side. @winchesters-favorite-girl @dreamin-of-somewhere-else @u-snavi @straightasdeanwinchester @nickiwinchester97 @blacktithe7 @percussiongirl2017 @peachwizard @spnsisimagines

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Family Ties- Chapter 1

Summary: Eden Winchester is Dean’s twin sister, younger by two minutes. Before her brother can sell his soul for Sam she does and after a year is thrown in the pit. Coming back four months later, how will her brothers react when it becomes clear she may need to return to save the world?

A.N- I’m also publishing this story on Wattpad. Hope you enjoy!

Pairings: sam/oc (Brother sister), dean/oc (brother, sister), Bobby/ oc (Platonic)

Warnings: general supernatural violence, some fluff.

Eden POV:

Flashes of pain and blood were all I could see, then, there were flashes of a white light, the warmth from the light settling into me and making me feel safe despite the situation. Something was happening. After the light reached me, there was darkness. Not normal night-time darkness. A darkness so deep it cut into the very fabric of my being.

The breath that suddenly came to me was foreign and had me choking on the dry air. How long had I been here? Realising very quickly I was in my grave I began to dig. Dad had taught us for hours on end how to do this. Remain calm, focussed and limit your breathing. At most I had half an hour.

Realising with some small sense of joy I was in a cheap wooden coffin, I felt around for any weak points in the wood. Locating it, I kicked it with all my strength allowing the dry earth to surround me. Thankfully it wasn’t wet allowing me easier movement and ensuring I could block my nose and mouth from the onslaught. Grabbing one of the panes of wood, I started to manoeuvre my way out of my grave.

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Find your match: tag game

Hi lovesies, I kinda had an idea, after taking this test I found on @matstegen blog, about Creative Types.

So, I found out that, out of the eight possible creative personalities, I’m a thinker (the description totally suits me, btw lol). And I thought “How cool would it be if among my lovely mutuals I could find the other seven personalities that match and complete mine?”

So here I am, starting this ‘tag game’…

Rules:

Take the test

Reblog this post with what type you got

Tag 7 mutuals to do the same!

Let’s find our matches people!

I’m tagging: @sweetgcreature @its-a-metephor-brian @bohemiandelilah @gottabecool-relax @instantezra @radio-ha-ha @littledarlingwellaway cause they are my squad, but if you want to try and do this, you’re more than welcome!

Xx 💖

PS: my matches would be Adventurer and Visionary

I found this camera on the subway and look what was inside...

The Bonds In This Life

Characters - Dean Winchester, John Winchester, Sam Winchester, Sister Reader

Warnings - fluff, angst, swearing

Y/n- 14

Dean- 21

Sam- 17

Your POV

As soon as the last bell rang for the day I grabbed my backup and quite literally sprinted out of the school building. I skipped most of the steps and ran towards Sam who was adjusting his backup on his shoulder.

“Sammy!” I yelled at the top of my voice.

At this he turned around and smiled widely. He raised his hand a little and I high fived him as soon as I reached him.

“Hey little idiot! How was school?”

I looked up at him, impressed with the small insult he had just given to me.

“Wow your power of insulting is improving, a few more lessons and I will turn you from Nerdy Sam to Sassy Sam.”

Sam looked at me with an unamused expression etched on his face but it quickly broke into a smile and transformed later to a chuckle.

“You are crazy! What can we do to stop this madness from killing us?”

“Nothing big brother, it surely sucks to be you.”

Sam shook his head in both amusement and irritation and grabbed my hand as we walked back to the our motel.

“So how was school? ” Sam asked in a casual manner.

I looked up at him and gave him a tight smile. “Oh it was fine ; the usual boring and boring and also boring!”

“Y/n/n, I understand that at your age most kids find school boring but it is very important for you and believe it or not, you grasp concepts immediately and have always done well at school”

“I know Sammy, I will keep up the grades and also perform in co-curriculuer activities but I sometimes wonder why am I wasting my time doing this when I can be researching or improving my latin. I sometimes feel bad that I can’t help you all on hunts because of some group project or class test. But you know another part of me feels a little happy when I get good grades and when I do my projects well.”

Sam looked at me intensely and then he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me to his side.

“There is nothing wrong with being happy about schoolwork and excelling at it and you don’t have to feel guilty if you can’t help once in a while, Dean, Dad and I are there and for the record you are the most sorted one out of all of us. You manage both hunting and school and keep the same comitmment to them, you also put up with a lot of crap from dad when he trains you and you also put up with Dean and I, and putting up with Dean is commendable.”

That earned a laugh out of me. Dean. My eldest brother, my hero and my mentor. My brother raised me and sacrificed everything for Sam and I. My Dad on the other hand only ever scolded me and nothing else. I sometimes don’t even like him.

So lost in my own thoughts I was that I did not even notice that we had reached our motel. We entered the room to find Dean on the floor with a huge cut on his forehead which was bleeding quite profusely and my Dad was standing over him with a broken bottle of liquor in his hand. It did not take a genius to find out what had happened.

“DEAN!” Both Sam and I screamed simultaneously.

Sam walked towards John in anger while I rushed to Dean and put his head on my lap.

“What the hell did you do to him?!” Sam bellwoed at Dad.

Dean craned his head from my lap and spoke in a defeated man’s voice “Guys please go inside.This is between me and Dad.”

“Have you lost your bloody mind Dean, I am not leaving you or Y/n a second alone with him.”

“Son take your sister and go inside right this second.” John spoke in a calm and terrifying voice which boomed across the room.

All three of us since infancy for me and childhood for Sam and Dean have been conditioned to follow an order without question. From the sound of his voice our limbs automatically move to the way he wants and trying to defy him has always ended in a beating.

“No.” I spoke with a clarity in my head and firmness in my voice. “We will not move an inch from here till you tell us why did you hit my big brother?”

Dean’s POV

My little sister’s voice befuddled us all and I could have sworn that no man was not afraid of her. Her strength resonated from her voice and this made my dad’s blood boil in anger.

He loomed over both me and my sister with the liquor bottle still clutched in his hand tightly.

“Did you just try to dictate and overule my orders young lady?”

I could feel my little sister trembling a little bit since my head was still in her lap and her soft hands were in my hair, gently running her fingers through it. I could also see Sam from the corner of my eye, his entire expression spoke volumes to me and I could see how scared my little siblings were.

So I got up from the floor with some difficulty and felt my sister help me up. I looked John straight in the eye and I kept Y/n behind me.

“Dad please let them go, they are just defending me. It was my fault. I am sorry, Sir”

Sam looked at my father and roared.

“ WHAT THE HELL DID HE DO?!?”

I could feel my sister flinch behind me and I grabbed her hand to reassure her.

“HE LOST THE GODDAMN MONEY!” Dad shouted back.

“Your fool of a brother lost the money we needed ,to do god knows what!”

“That doesn’t give you the right to hit him!” Sam yelled back, still defending me.

“Look at his forehead Dad! Look what you have done to him!”

“Sam please don’t do this.” I pleaded with him but he just turned a deaf ear to me.

“Wait a minute.” my sister came out from behind me and looked my father straight in the eye with rage burning in them.

“You are talking about the money kept in that drawer right?” she pointed towards the old brown drawer with her finger.

“Dad I saw you take that money to go buy liquor for yourself.”

I stared at my father in shock. “What the hell Dad!”

“Are you sure?” Sam enquired and she nodded her head in a positive manner. He then turned his head to look at dad and spoke with anger laced in his voice.

“What the hell is wrong with you? You are now lying and beating your children for a mistake that you committed!”

My father started at my sister and yelled.

“ She is lying! Why would I do that? You are in so much trouble girl.”

Y/n scoffed with tears in her eyes and spoke with a bold face.

“Dad please don’t embarrass yourself anymore, we all know what has happened now and there is no point in arguing about it. Please just go. It is always better when it is the three of us because you have always just beaten us our whole lives. You are just my Dad for namesake. It is Dean you should be thanking for raising us. It is Dean who made the sacrifices not you, it is Dean who has earned the respect not you. It has always been my big brother and I will not hold back if you ever raise a hand on him. Just get lost.

What happened next was something I shall remember for the rest of my life. My Dad hit my sister’s face with the same bottle he dad used to hit me and pushed her into the wall. She screamed in agony as her back hit the wall.

I could not hold my anger anymore, I pounced on my father and I saw Sam doing the same. We punched him multiple times.

"You son of a bitch! If you ever touch even a hair on my sister’s head I will kill you with my bare hands.” I thundered at him.

Both me and Sam then grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him out for the night.

We ran towards our little sister who was still on the floor. I picked her up and put her on the bed. I then removed her hair from her face and saw that a long scar was on her cheek. A gift from our father. I looked up at Sam and saw that his eyes were swimming with tears.

“It’s okay Sammy. She will be okay there is no permanent damage.” I told him softly.

He didn’t even look at me , he just grabbed her hand and kissed her forehead deeply, softly talking to her.

I went to get the first aid so that I can clean her wounds and then mine but when I got back I saw that Y/n had just opened her eyes and was quite disoriented.

I rushed beside her and grabbed her hand. “Hey baby girl, How are you feeling?”

She looked at me and smiled and then touched my wound on my head with her fingers. I grabbed her this hand as well and kissed her fingers deeply.

“Guys” we both looked at Sam when he spoke and cleared his throat. “There is not a lot of bandage left, I will just go to the store to get some.”

We both nodded at him. He kissed Y/n’s forehead and grabbed his jacket to go get the bandage. I know when Sammy wanted to break down and this is why he left, to go get some peace of mind and to heave his heart out.

I looked back at my sister and started cleaning her wound.

“Dean” she spoke in a soft voice

“Where is Dad?”

I clenched my jaw and looked at her sternly. “He will not come back tonight.”

She nodded. “I didn’t mean to make him this mad.”

“What?!” I almost yelled at her. But when I looked I saw that she was crying with tears dripping down her cheeks and her throat was hitching due to the aggressive waterworks.

“Oh Y/n/n, come here.” I brought her in my arms and rubbed my hands up and down her back in a soothing manner. She cried more when her face was resting on my shoulder and I understood why she needed to do that. When she calmed down a bit , I pulled back a little and rubbed the tears tracks from her face.

“Now I want you to listen to me okay?” I told her sternly.

“What dad did was wrong. He did something which is unimaginable he hit you with a bottle of glass and even pushed you. He did something to you for a mistake you did not commit. So it is not your fault. He is an asshole and you are an amazing human being. You deserve everything and we can’t even give you the basic things. So forget that it was your fault,it is not. Also I promise you that this is the first and the last time Dad will ever hit you like this. He won’t touch you I won’t let him. Okay?”

She nodded at me and smiled through her Tears. She then pulled me into a hug and whispered in my chest. “Thank you for being my big brother Dean. I love you a lot.”

At this my heart just melted and I hugged her tighter and kissed her sacred cheek and forehead multiple times. “I love you too little idiot.”

She laughed at her nickname and pressed herself into my chest.

Normal POV

When Sam returned he saw Y/n sleeping in Dean’s arms and Dean was just smiling and wiping his tears.

The end

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The Accident

Hi everybody!! So this is not at all good but I really wanted to write something like this

Characters-Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Sister Reader

Warnings- Swearing, angst,

You walked slowly behind your brothers as they opened the motel door, you had just come back from a guresome hunt, there was supposed to be only one wendigo but it turned out there were three so in short things didn’t go according to plan and all you had to do a lot of things in an impromptu way. The only problem was that one of the wendigo had dug it’s claws in your left leg and your right arm was coloured in red and black bruises, if one is being honest everything in your body was hurting. And this was the very reason why your elder brother Dean was pissed as hell.

As soon as you entered the room, Dean dropped his duffel bag on the ground and turned towards you. He looked at you with such anger and resentment in his eyes that if looks could kill you would not only be dead but Dean would personally drop you at the gates of heaven or hell.

“Sit”, he commanded in a gruff voice and you instantly went and sat at the edge of the bed. “Sam get the first aid so I can clean this up”.Sam immediately went to get the first aid without a word, everyone knew when Dean was angry all we have to do is back off.

“I need to clean your leg first ,sit further back on the bed so I can clean the leg”, so you shifted till you back was touching the headboard and your legs were carefully spawrled out in front of you.

Dean carefully rolled up your jeans while you pressed your lips together to stop from hissing in pain, Sam kept the first aid near Dean and sat beside you so he could hold your hand. You smiled faintly at Sam which he returned and sequezed your hand.

Dean first cleaned the cut and then he poured the alcohol on the wound, you let out a small cry of pain at which Sam gently soothed you. “Shhhh it’s okay y/n, it’s okay”

When Dean had finished his procedure, Sam got off the bed first so he could help you sit in a more comfortable position.

“Stop coddling her Sam”, Dean said in a harsh tone

“Dean she is hurt”, Sam tried to reason with your elder brother.

“I know, which brings me to a very intersesting question; what in the world were you thinking?”

The air in the room turned very still, and you nervously swallowed the harshness away in your throat. You hated when Dean got angry with you, you loved him more than anyone else in the world except Sam and you hated when you dissapointed him.

So you gathered your courage and very calmly spoke,“I know you are angry Dean but I didn’t mean to get hurt, everything happened so fast and all of us had to make the best of a bad or in this case really bad situation”

“Are you making excuses? Do you see me and Sam with such injuries?

You shook your head because you could not merely his eyes.

“That’s right we don’t have such injuries because we are smart, well trained hunters and not dumb like you, today you come to motel kipping on your leg, tomorrow me and Sam will be carrying your dead body here”

“Dean! What the hell are yo-”

“Sam, let me deal with this, you baby her too much when will she grow, when will she learn when will she start acting like a fucking mature adult?! ”

You bit your lips hard trying not let the tears which had filled your eyes drop on your cheek but unfortunately, no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t keep them inside and they spilled on your cheeks.

“Oh great, now she is crying”, Dean said while clapping his hands and mocking you in every way.

Sam was about to go to comfort her but Dean stopped him.

“Sam when will she learn? When will she start acting like a responsible adult ?

“That is the point Dean! She is barely fourteen she is not an adult!! ”

“Well she is not a kid either! She hast learn. When will she stop being a burden?! ”

And that was it for you, you ran out of the motel room and started running down the empty main road, you couldn’t believe it that the man who you had placed on the highest pedestal considered you a burden, you loved him so much and he didn’t even love you back.

“Y/N! STOP!” you heard Dean’s voice behind you but you didn’t stop.

“Y/n please, just listen” So you turned around and saw Dean a little farther away on the sidewalk, with Sam right behind him.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?! ” you had just screamed that when suddenly out of nowhere a car came and collided again you and you only felt immense pain and then black.

Dean’s POV

My eyes widened when I saw the car hit my baby sister. None of us had seen it coming.

“Y/N !!!!” Me and Sam yelled together and ran to where our baby sister lay on the ground.

Anger boiled in me when I saw what condition she was in, for one second I thought that she was dead.

“Dean, she is breathing……. barely, Call the ambulance ” Sam said in a broken voice as he cradled my baby sister in his arm whispering words of comfort.

I quickly called the ambulance and gave them the details of the place, I checked on the driver of the car and saw that he was unconscious but had no physical injuries.

I went and knelt down next to Sam, so I could see my baby girl.

“ Sweetheart, don’t worry nothing will happen to you, I am right here okay so don’t be scared me and Sam we are not going anywhere”

“WHERE IS THE DAMM AMBULANCE!?!?!! ” I YELLED I turned my attention back to my sister, I grabbed her hands and peppered them with kisses and started mumbling “I am sorry, I am so so sorry, I love you” no then started sobbing hysterically and felt Sam’s hand rub my back up and down in comfort as we waited for the ambulance.

To be continued

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