theenbythatwrites

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Using ai generated images to write a story

Dean Winchester x reader

First person pov

(not super long)

(not the best detail wise)

(yes I know the girls are different and have specific a hair color bare with me)

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The first time I met Sam and Dean. I was a friend of Bobby's who needed help with a vamps nest. The boys offered to take me home after.

I ended up staying with the boys and began hunting with them. Sometimes I'd stay back to do research but they usually let me go with them.

Dean and I ended up becoming really close and even went on a few dates before making things "official"

The closer we became to each other the more we went out alone. Either going on hunts together or just sneaking off for a late night drive.

When the inevitable came and I lost Dean my heart was crushed but I vowed to save as many lives as I could. Just like the love of my life had before me.

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Imagine Spencer Reid as a famous guitarist

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Personal Jefferson headcanons:

Sfw:

- he loves seeing you wear his hat, it ignites something deep within him that he can't quite describe

- he likes to braid your hair, like a lot. He even learned how to French braid simply because he loves the way your hair looks when you take out the braids days later.

- when he finally is able to be with you he will not leave your side. His hands are constantly on you, rather it be holding yours, on your thighs or playing with your hair.

- clearly his favorite part about you is your hair. He's obsessed with it. He loves to run his fingers through your hair after a long, hard day.

- he has lots of pet named for you but his favorites are darling, princess and bunny.

Nsfw:

- Everytime he touches you he's more desperate that the last time. His hands roaming every inch of your body like he'll never get to touch you again.

- he's definitely got a bondage and pain kink. Perhaps even a daddy kink that the two of you only discovered on accident one steamy night.

- he always holds your hand during sex. No matter what position or how lost in the moment he is, his hand always finds yours.

- he worships your body and takes his time to let you know that he is utterly yours. Nothing could ever take him away from his precious love.

- he found out about your ring/hand kink and he's taken advantage of that every day since. He's constantly wearing a few rings and making sure his hands were on display for you. "Would you like to see your newly decorated necklace?" He'd whisper in your ear before flashing his hand to you, his other moving to your neck.

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Booktober

I'm gonna try to post 31 short horror stories before the month is out but no promises.

Here's the first one.

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I walk down the hallway as I hear odd sounds coming from the kitchen below. Taking a deep breath I make my way down the stairs into the living room. Clutching a small knife in one hand and my phone in the other I enter the kitchen.

     The room is completely normal other than the strange noises. I couldn't figure out where the sounds were coming from. Not the fridge, the oven, nor the sink. I check all the windows and they're all firmly closed and locked. The door leading to the garage is also locked.

    "Well? What's going on?" My neighbor and best friend, Darcy Roberts, calls from the other end of the phone.

     "No... the room is empty and nothing is broken..." my voice is a bit shaky as I lift the phone to my ear. "I don't know what to do..."

     "I'm walking over right now I'll see you in five seconds. Just meet me outside."

     "Okay, I'm coming." I quickly put on my shoes and grab my keys. Locking the door behind me I walk through my yard to meet Darcy.

     "You're going to stay the night with me and we'll call someone out to look at everything tomorrow." Darcy speaks softly and links her arm with mine as we walk.

     "Thank you so much Darc. I don't know what I'd do without you." I smile softly and gently squeeze her hand.

     "Probably crash and burn." She shrugs, chuckling softly.

     When we finally reach her door I hold it open and we walk inside. Darcy offers to make some hot chocolate and I prepare some snacks. We need a distraction from the events of the night and a movie might just work.

         -time skip during the movie-

     A loud thud coming from the other room jerks our attention from the movie. "What the hell?" Darcy exclaims as she stands up.

     "What's going on tonight?" I ask confused as we slowly walk toward the dining room.

     The same noise that was in my kitchen at home suddenly becomes very loud in her dining room. The sound brings us to an immediate stop and we look at each other in horror. Darcy had heard the sound over the phone and now it was in her house.

     I continue to step toward the dining room, the sound growing louder with each movement. Darcy follows a few steps behind me, her hands beginning to shake. As we reach the room the lights begin to flicker and the stove begins beeping rapidly. A dark figure looks in the corner of the room. The figure has no face and looks like a shadow.

     "What are you!?" I yell, my voice shaking with fear. I could hear Darcy frantically trying to call the cops behind me.

     The shadow doesn't move an inch but the sounds become so unbearably loud my ears start ringing. Falling to my knees I hold my hands to my ears. "Leave us alone!" I scream as best as I can.

     My lungs begin to burn with each breath until I could barely gasp for air. The shadow figure just stood in the corner, saying nothing, not moving. Darcy's phone fell to the floor as her body collapsed.

     I tried my best to at least hold her hand to let her know it'll be okay but my body was too weak. My vision became blurry and my mind became foggy. The world around me dissolved into a bright light as my lungs failed.

     I sit up gasping for air, my hands grasping at my body. "What the hell..." I had died. I felt what it was to die, and it was because of whatever that figure was. But... it was a dream?

     I was sitting in my bed and there was no strange sounds only the birds outside and the music I had put on last night. "Darcy..." I quickly get dressed and slide on some shoes, running next door and knocking on the door rapidly.

     "Hey, what're you doing up this early?" Darcy chuckles as she opens the door. I smile brightly at her and pull her into a tight hug.

     "Sorry I had the weirdest dream." I laugh a bit as I pull back.

     "No worries, come on in I just made breakfast."

     We walk into Darcy's kitchen and make ourselves a plate of food. Sitting down in the dining room we dig in to the food and I tell Darcy about my dream.

     As we talk about a bunch of random things I smile. I was glad that was all just a dream. I couldn't imagine losing Darcy like that.

     I chuckle and take a drink of my coffee, letting the warm liquid soothe my thoughts. I set the cup down and I hear a faint sound come from the kitchen. The same sound from the dream. No... it can't be... I think to myself.

     Looking over at Darcy I realize she hasn't heard the sound. Maybe it's just my imagination. Of course that's it. But, if it's all in my head... Why is the shadow figure behind Darcy?

The End.

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Word count: 902

I hope you liked the story, feedback is always appreciated.

Also posted to my wattpad ConstantDownfall.

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Personal Monster High headcanons;

Clawdeen edition:

- listens to Girl in Red and Hayley Kiyoko

- dyes her hair at least twice a month

- a little neruospicy

- very much lesbian

- definitely dabbles in fanart

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Personal Monster High headcanons;

Draculaura edition:

- listens to Mother Mother & My Chemical Romance

- loves reading romantic mystery books

- bisexual and uses she/they pronouns

- very big into stuffed animals and cartoons

- age regressor

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Imagine Eddie somehow ending up in 2022 and he happens to make friends with an emo person

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- Eddie wakes up very confused by the bright, fast paced world around him

- he wanders around trying to find anyone of his friends, stumbling upon someone in all black listening to a song he loves

- frantically trying to explain who he is the stranger decides to try and help

- after telling Eddie what year it is and introducing themself y/n listens to Eddie's story

- the two decide to figure out a way to get him back to Hawkins but until that happens Eddie must adapt to this time

- y/n takes Eddie shopping for clothes and a phone, taking time to answer any questions he has

- when they're back at y/n's house Eddie asks to listen to some of the music they like

- they spend hours listening to bands like; Black Veil Brides, My Chemical Romance, Sleeping With Sirens, Pierce The Veil, Citizen Soldier, Bring Me The Horizon + more

- Eddie particularly likes the guitar in both BVB and MCR

- at first he didn't like the screaming in BMTH but over time it's become his favorite

- he discovered Twenty One Pilots on his own and immediately asked y/n if they also liked the band

- he got mad when you finally showed him Paramore. "Y/N WHY DIDN'T YOU SHOW ME THEM EARLIER!?"