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If Walls Could Talk | Dean Winchester ✓ بقلم obliviates
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- ❝They never stop talking about you, Winchester. They're so terribly frightened. Why are they so scared of two men and a so-called angel?❞ - • [mid/earlier supernatural seasons, warning: mental illnesses and deaths mentioned] cover by me ps; i'm australian so this is in british-english not american-english
Control - Dean Winchester [1] بقلم Warrior_Banshee736
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|Book One of The Control Series| *EDITING* ❝ I'm bigger than my body, I'm colder than this home, I'm meaner than my demons, I'm bigger than these bones.❞ In which a mourning warrior attempts to pursue her supposed fate with the assistance of two hunters. |Cover| : @ghilbert [Seasons 1-2] DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters. All rights are reserved for the writers and CW. I own Odessa and her plot only.
As It Was - Dean Winchester بقلم smmcwrites
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"Willow Price." Caleb introduced me. My hair was parted in two tight french braids that held the hair away from my face. I was wearing cargo pants and a military green tank top, showing my muscular arms riddled with tattoos. I didn't move a muscle in my face when the man's dark eyes met mine. "Willow, this is John Winchester." "That's just a young girl Caleb," John told him disappointedly. Caleb shook his head. "John, I'm telling you. Willow is the best there is." "She done any tours?" He asked, noting my militarylike appearance. I bared my teeth, annoyed to be spoken over and not addressed directly. Caleb shot me a look as if knowing what went through my head. "No, but she might as well have. She has the training, the skill. She grew up in the life. Smart as the devil and tougher than nails." John Winchester stood up, showing his full size. He towered over me, and I bet that he was strong as ten men, but you know what they say; the bigger they are, the harder they fall. "You ever hunted a demon before?" He asked me, walking closer. I looked up at him, noting how he smelled like gunpowder and whiskey. He was definitely a seasoned hunter. "I'll do you one better," I smirked at his unwavering gaze. "I've killed one." [Contains mature themes and violence] ****DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural; this is a fanfic.**** [Dean Winchester x OC] [Supernatural] [Season 1-...]