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Fictional (tfw x reader)

Fictional (tfw x reader)

So, I don't know if in=m going to like this or not. tell me if its cringey or not idk (I'm sure all my works are cringey \_(ツ)_/¯ )

Readers p.o.v

Imagine every show, book, movie, you adored was real? Would you be terrified, would you hop on the fastest plane to Hogwarts? I tend to think about this a lot, though, I never thought it would ever happen. yet, here I am two years later sitting in a black impala wearing an oversized trench coat my friend let me borrow. the story of how it all started is still very surreal and somehow completely clear in my mind.

"Night, (y/n)!", (y/n)'s brother came into the room and jumped onto the bed, giving her a huge hug. "night dude" she calls back to him as he skips out. after closing her door, she walks over to her bathroom to brush her teeth, stopping suddenly when she hears something hitting her window. She walks over and opens the window, letting in the warm summer air. She looked down to see a tall, freckled man with blonde hair. "hiya sweetheart" he smirks at her look of complete and utter confusion "how much did my mom pay you Jensen?", she calls down from the two-story house. "I'm not Jensen. will you come down here please?" she looks around the yard for cameras, still in disbelief. "fine", she mutters as she closes to window and rushes to put her shoes on. She quietly walks down stairs and opens the front door to meet dean outside.

"finally, could you be any slower?" dean jokes. "that literally took me ten seconds" she folds her arms.

"okay, I know you don't believe me and still think I'm that Jensen dude, but let me explain. You've seen the episode where Balthazar sends sam. and I to your world, right?" (y/n) nods her head. "okay, it's kind of like that. in the supernatural universe you're a prophet and we need you. if you come with us, cas has arranged it to where no one will notice and you'll still technically be here and you can come back when ever. We need you, kid," he looks at her worried, desperate for her help. She thinks for a minute, still pondering what she should do. "can I bring my dog?" deans face drops into a bitch face before he looks down and takes a vast breath in "I swear to god if the thing pees in my car I'll kill you both". her face lights up as she hugs him viciously. "thank you thank you thank you "she runs back inside and quickly backs a huge duffle bag. Kissing her sleeping brother on the forehead before putting her excited lab on a leash "ready to go, boy?" he turns around to his bowl hoping (y/n) would catch a hint. "oh, I'm so sorry" she picks up the huge bag of dog food as Stitch, her dog, trails behind with his bowl in his mouth.

"well aren't you two a dynamic duo "dean smiles as hecarries her duffel to the trunk. "where do you want him to be" (y/n/) gesturesto the calm doggo sitting on the grass. "Fido can sit in the back" dean opensthe door and let's stitch in. "I swear if you scratch her up I'll kill you", hethreatens. (y/n) simply chuckles and gets in the front passenger seat. "so,fill me in how are we going to get to your universe?" she asks as she puts onthe old, almost never used seatbelt. "well, we have about an eight-hour driveto Kansas and then well meet cas and he'll do his angel thingy". "I still can'tbelieve this is all real, I mean an hour ago I was a normal 17-year-old withnothing but solo and ensemble auditions to worry about. now I'm sitting in theinfamous impala with dean fucking Winchester leaving my life behind to translatea tablet in a different dimension." Dean looks over to her with a proud smile,like some dad who just watched her daughter graduate from Harvard. "welcome toteam free will, (y/n), you too stitch "he looks back at the asleep dog laidacross the back seat. "get some sleep we'll talk some more at the next stop. Dean reffed up the chevy's enguine and sped off . 

let me know if you guys like this , of course this is only part one . hell, if it does well maybe ill start another book on it . okay, cheers kids!