Latest Posts by callsign-hummingbird - Page 8

Well, I have already said this once and now I’m going to say it again. You are all amazing and You are all unique. There are many things in this world that will happen to you and many things that people, friends or family members will say that will lower your self esteem, but just because they say it, it is not true. You know what you are capable of and are very well entitled to that right to know what you are capable of. There is greatness in you that if you kill yourself tonight, you will not be able to figure out. So many lives that you need to touch and meet. So many amazing things you need to accomplish. Have a husband, experience love, hold your kids when they are born. I’ll admit that it’s been difficult for me the last week. My mom has COVID and she is not in her right mind so she gets mad at me a lot and blames me. My sisters don’t understand what I am mentally going through and get mad at me for many things. I have things that I need to do better at and thoughts that have protruded my mind telling me that I’m not good enough and those previous amazing experiences don’t even matter anymore because I’m just not good enough. It’s been a dark place, but the one thing that has gotten me through is thinking about my future family. Of having hope that I will one day meet my beautiful children and get to marry such a wonderful man. Hope of a better tomorrow has gotten me through this and still is. I believe and know that the Lord loves me and he loves you too. Have hope and be patient. That’s all it takes. Patience and hope. You will see a silverlining soon. Just be patient

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

Adventure, Acceptance, and Joy...

Hey y’all! So I usually don’t share these things, but this man who is looking back has given me so much peace and joy in my life. He is my older brother and because of him I can return to live with My Father in Heaven again and be together with my family forever. His name is Jesus Christ and today he has a prophet speaking to us so that we know of his will for us. This is called General Conference and it is a two day event in which a prophet called of God and apostles who are called of God speak to the people of the world and the people of Christ’s church. These men have authority given to them by God for them to be prophets, seers, and revelators.

I have watched General Conference these past two days and have felt peace and the spirit help me feel of God’s love. I know that My Father loves me. I know that Christ is real and that he lives. He is the son of God and he loves me! I know that there is a prophet who speaks to us today. This prophet has been called by God and points us in the direction that we need to go. I know that The Gospel changes lives and gives us peace. I would invite you all to watch the last session of General Conference at 2 pm MDT on YouTube, Facebook, comeuntochrist.org, or thechurchofjesuschrist.org . I promise that you will feel God’s love for you and that amazing things will happen! Love you all!

I need to get over my obsession with tho guy. It’s getting scary......

Someone has too much time on their hands.😂😂😂😂😊

listened to Bohemian Rhapsody today… i’m so very sorry

Me too girl... Me too...

basically.

I would imagine that this would be the way that these two stare at me until I got my homework done. Unfortunately, I would not get that much done because these two would be distracting me so much out of my mind, until I prayed for Cas to fly down and come distract them. 

Dad’s looking good. 

sam + colour requested by @samuelswinchester​

I’ve been looking for something uplifting to post for a while and this might just be an answer to my prayers. I just wanted to say that feeling like you want to die and not loving yourself enough to live can be hard. Each and every bad thought weighs you down and you feel like it’s the end of the rope. I would like to say, it is not. There is a way of hope and it’s waiting for you. All you have to do is choose it. This life is based on the choices that we make. Some are good and some are not so good, but it’s all up to you. It’s a choice to be happy or at least try to be. When those bad thoughts come around, please think of all the blessings in your life. The blessings like seeing another good day or even as small is finding something that you were looking for the day before. You are never alone and you are most definitely loved and are cherished by someone out there. If you ever and I mean ever need anyone to think about , I am here to talk. 

 I somewhat know what it feels like to feel like ending my life. I can say that it was a scary time in my life and I wasn’t sure if I could do it. I kind of wanted to though because I wanted all the bad thoughts to stop. I wanted what I thought was judgement from others to stop and wanted to be free. You know what got me through it though? I realized that I had TO HAVE HOPE and that there were people, even if it was just one person that loved me.  I finally told the person that I was living with at the time and she urged me to call my church leaders wife. I did and it amazed that she sounded like she was about to cry. She told me how much she loved me and how much I meant to her. It was then that I realized that there are people who would miss me and who still love me no matter what I did wrong or messed up on. I can testify to you that there is someone out there who would miss you if were to chose to take your own life. Your parents, church leaders, or even your little brother and sister or older brother and sister. Christ needs you and loves you. We need need you, who ever that may be and love you. You have beautiful, unique characteristics and talents that make you YOU. Don’t waste them by killing yourself. You are special and are a child of God. He loves you and I can testify of it. If he didn’t, then he wouldn’t have sent the Savior to go through what he did, for you to come back and be better. 

If you need even more help, go to www.comeuntochrist.org or www.churchofjesuschrist.org . There are some good upliftment there. I love you! You are amazing! -S

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Me, flirting:(laughs, while talking to crush) what's your name?

Friend:(comes up next to me) Where did you learn how to flirt?

Me: Dean Winchester.

Friend and Crush:(both think I've gone crazy)

Me: Nevermind, I don't need this.(takes out cardboard cutout of Dean Winchester.)

Also Me: Hello Gorgeous!

Is it weird that I have mentally adopted these two as my aunt and uncle? Someone please tell me it's not. I'm losing my mind on how perfect they are together! Everyone, meet Aunty Danneel and Uncle Jensen, my possibly favoritiest aunt and uncle at the moment.

Lonely Nights and Sometimes a Miracle(Dean Winchester x OFC/Reader)

A/N: So It is currently almost 4 and I could not sleep. I spent almost all night watching Supernatural and then I started thinking about all my problems in life. Then the waterworks came and then this little baby came out. Also this is just an excuse to put myself in a story with Dean. I may post this again, but instead of my name, it will be a reader insert. Message me if you want that. Anyways, enjoy?

Summary: Shania is watching Supernatural and wishes so much that she could just have one chat with Dean. The things that she would tell him. Possibly even just go out and have a burger with him. He’s a fictional character though and isn’t real. One night while she is watching Supernatural again, something weird happens. (All written in Shania’s Point of View)

Warnings: Crying, Sad Thoughts, Fluff, Fluffy Dean, Crack Story

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 Another night up watching Supernatural again. I had good intentions of going to sleep at a decent hour, but that all seemed to pass when I turned on Supernatural. Ever since I started watching the show, I have not been able to have a decent sleep schedule. You know, I blame this all on the Winchesters and their perfect genes. Men aren’t supposed to look like they do! Well, at least real men anyways. It was all their fault and I was going to continue to stand by my argument until the day I die. 

The episode that I was on was just getting to a good part. This episode had to do with Claire being bit and becoming a werewolf and McDavies, from the British Men of Letters joining the Winchesters on a hunt. I wasn’t going to lie, I actually really liked McDavies. He was actually a nice guy and really had a knack for hunting. Dean really needs to be easier on him. He’s really trying to do the best that he knows how. 

The part that I was on was where McDavies had just injected Claire with the serum that was supposed to reverse the transformation. Sam and Dean waited in anticipation, while McDavies stood in the background hoping to Heaven that it would work. I sat on the comfortable sofa, staring at the tv, hoping that it would work as well. Claire didn’t deserve to be changed into a wolf. I felt really bad for her because it reminded me of the time where I had caught the Coronavirus. I didn’t want to believe it at first, like Claire. The look on her face, when she found out was everything that I was feeling at the time that I caught the disease. We were both hoping it was a bad dream, just in different times of our lives. 

The episode soon came to an end. It had to be one of the best episodes that I had watched all night. I had remembered the first time that the Winchesters had met Claire. Everything was alright between her and Sam, but her and Dean had a rough start. Now look at them! They both cared for her like a niece and my heart was eating it up! This was one of the reasons why I loved this show. It was because of the relationships that were developed and how much everyone grew to love each other. It was so perfectly written and acted out and almost got a cry out of me every time. These people made it so believable. 

After the episode, I got up and started to get ready for bed. I took my time with the my pajamas and got what I needed to have a good nights rest, or at least what was left of it. Then I sat down back on the couch. For some reason after the show, I had been feeling very sad and felt like my heart was about to burst. Memories and guilt washed over me and made me feel like I was about to cry. I rested the side of my head on the head of the sofa. Tears started making waterfalls down my eyes, ruining my mascara from today, while my heart felt like it was about to break in two. There were nights like this where I would get deep in thought and think about how I had no one to talk to. Then when I thought about it too much, I would start crying. I mean, as much as I  hated it, I also felt like it was a good thing for me. If I couldn’t find anyone to talk to then I could at least talk to myself and listen to myself. Wallowing in my tears and letting it out was definitely better then not letting it out at all. 

I looked the picture that Netflix had of Sam and Dean on the tv. For some reason that picture gave comfort to me in a somewhat weird way. On nights like these, when I let it out, I imagined myself talking to them while they listened on the screen. It was comforting, but sometimes I wish that it was real. 

Have you ever felt like you had a connection with a fictional character so much that you felt like if you could, that you would marry them? I feel that way about Dean Winchester sometimes. As weird as it may sound, I do picture that the dork will show up in  my life and ask me to marry him. If that did happen though, it might be really weird. Like how did you two meet? Um, well... you might want to sit down for this one Steve. It made me laugh sometimes, just thinking about it. 

I closed my eyes as the tears rolled down my face, pretending that someone was there listening to me. I started talking to myself again. It was just hard sometimes and like I said, it was really therapeutic for me. I continued to talk about my problems when the tv light started flickering on and off. This got my attention. I wiped away my tears and the little clumps of mascara that were left on my skin. Sitting up, I grabbed the remote and started pressing the up and down button. The tv screen stopped what it was doing, but only for a little while. After about a minute or so, it started to flicker again. This was so weird and never happened to me before. I stood up, remote in hand and was about to turn off the tv, when I heard deep voice behind me. “ I wouldn’t do that if I were you sweetheart.” I knew that voice from anywhere. It belonged to the one man that I spent hours a night watching on the big flat screen tv. It couldn’t be though. He was in tv land and wasn’t real... Could he?

I turned around and almost jumped. Sitting on my comfortable sofa was Dean Winchester in the flesh. His green eyes piercing right through my soul. “D-Dean?” I stuttered, not knowing how to take this. He gave me his famous side smirk. “In the flesh.” He said. I was speechless and didn’t know what to say. He probably noticed and shifted his gaze to the floor, while taking the time to itch his nose. He looked back up at me.”OK, I know that this is a little hard to take in. What is is the handsomely, gorgeous Dean Winchester doing in such a pretty girls house?” I just nodded my head as he said that. He patted the spot right next to him, like he wanted to me to take a seat there. “Well?” He asked, sounding like I should have taken the hint. I slowly moved towards him and sat down where he patted. This was definitely so weird. Who in their right mind would have thought that a fictional character that they were so in love with would just pop up at their house and want to talk? I must have been going crazy because it was happening to me right now. Either that, or I died and went to Heaven. A heaven that involved me talking to Dean Winchester out of all people. 

“So.” He began. “So.” I said back. I looked up at him because compared to me, he was very tall. He looked down at my very short frame, making eye contact. His eyes were the deepest shade of forest green that I had ever seen. They were even more perfect in human than on the tv screen. The tv screen did nothing to highlight his exquisite beauty. I felt like a child compared to him. Here was Dean Winchester, model like creature crafted to perfection, sitting next to me, a girl who had yet to grow into her body. 

I broke the eye contact between us and looked towards the tv, trying to make myself comfortable. The silence was thickening and the tension grew between us. Finally, what seemed like forever was broken by the first comment made by Dean. “You do know why I’m here, right?”He asked like it was obvious. I shook my head, still staring at the tv. He chuckled at my response. “I thought you wouldn’t.” He sighed, continuing what he was going to say. “ I heard you crying through the tv.” This made me stop what I was dong and turn my attention back to him. I was intrigued. “ Go on.” I said- my attention on him. He smiled at this. “Sweetheart, your cries aren’t that hard to miss. I heard you and asked Rowena to do a spell, which brought me here.” He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

I didn’t say a word and thought about what he said. My brain was on overdrive right now, just thinking about it. Could this really happen? How did it even work? “How did you hear me?” I asked, finally trying to quiet my thoughts. He smiled. at my response. Scooting a little closer, he just answered with “ I think we were meant to be.” I didn’t know what to say to that. This whole experience was making me lost for words. What else are you supposed to say when your fictional crush appears out of nowhere and tells you that he thinks that you both are meant to be? I surely didn't know what to say to that. 

“Um, Dean.” I started. “How do you know?” This made him smile even more. “I just feel it.” He simply answered. I internally blushed at his response. I possibly was fangirling inside as well, but I wasn’t going to tell him that in fear of making the conversation awkward. Not that it wasn’t awkward already, but still. I didn’t want to make it awkward. 

“So, tell me about yourself.” I blushed a little at this and ran my hands through my hair. Why would Dean Winchester ever want to know about me? “ Um.” I started.” Um, my name is Shania. I’m a Sagittarius. I like good hikes on a nice day and impeccably handsome men.” I said, attempting to flirt. This earned a laugh from him, which in turn made me loosen up a bit. “I like you.” He said, making me smile. “So Dean, tell me a little bit about yourself?” I asked, meeting my gaze with his. Now it was his turn to look at the tv and think. “Well shoot. hmm..” I rested my chin on my palm waiting for his answer. Finally after a few minutes, he came back with a response. With all the responses that he could have come up with, he chose the one that made me fall for him in the first place. Looking at me and smiling, he said” My name is Dean Winchester. I’m an Aquarius. I enjoy sunsets, long walks on the beach and frisky women. And I did not kill anyone. But I know who did.” Now it was my turn to laugh. “Who did?” I asked, showing interest in the fun conversation that we were having. “I can’t tell you that sweetheart. It’s confidential.” “I think I already know.” I said knowingly. 

Silence fell between us again. Dean’s hand went up to the tip of my forehead, pushing my hair behind my ears. “So princess, why don’t you tell me why you were crying.” He said, breaking the silence. I closed my eyes and sighed. “Do I have to?” I asked, whining like a little kid. I opened my eyes to see him just nodding his head. “If you do tell me, I might just give you one of my famous Dean Winchester kisses, wanted by all women.” I just rolled my eyes and smiled. “Whatever.” I said and sighed. There was a long, pregnant pause between us before I started. 

  “I was crying because I have no one to talk to and I just have a whole lot of problems in my life” I said, shakily. I could feel the tears beginning to surface. Dean just nodded, encouraging me to go on. I told him about all of my issues that I have been having and keeping in for a while. I thought at first that he was going to be a little rude about it, but I should have known better. This was Dean Winchester who I was talking to. He had struggles of his own, but here he was trying to help me with mine. The thought of his service warmed my heart, making me fall in love with him all over again. 

After I was all done telling him about my problems, he stood up. At first, I thought that he was going to disappear and then everything would be over. The thought tore my heart a little. Why would Dean Winchester stay when he had problems of his own to take care of? What he did next though, had amazed me. he stood in front of me, grabbed my very small hands into his big ones and pulled me up towards him. He pulled me into his chest and wrapped his strong, muscular arms around my petite frame. The hug was bone crushing, but it made me feel like I was safe and everything was going to be okay.. Tears were now tumbling down my face, making the last of my mascara fall off. I’m pretty sure that I got some on his shirt too. I breathed in his scent of leather, whiskey, and a hint of apple pie to calm me down. I relaxed in his grasp as his scent did just that. 

We stood there for a while, until finally he was the one to pull away. There were tears in his eyes as he looked at me. “I’m so sorry that you are going through that sweetheart.” “It’s okay.” I said, starting to pull away. He didn’t let me though and pulled me back towards him. His large hands cupped my face as he wiped my tears away with the pad of his thumb. “It’s not” He said, resting his forehead on mine. “It’s not.” He said again, but this time in more of a whisper.

Before I knew what I was doing, my hand went up to the back of his neck and pushed him gently to me, until our lips met. The kiss was slow and chaste, involving nothing but just our lips dancing with each other. We continued to kiss as I let him him guide me to the couch. He broke the kiss as he sat down, pulling me onto his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he rested his hands on my hips, gently holding me in place. Our lips moved together in sync, sending tingles down my spine. This was everything I ever wanted. Dean Winchester, here with me and me kissing the daylights out of him. 

He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine, opening his eyes meeting mine. “ Wow.” He stated. I looked at his lips and nodded, biting my bottom lip while doing so. “Where did that come from?” He asked. This made me blush and hide my face in his chest. I felt rumbles go through his body as he chuckled. His hands went up to my back, rubbing up and down. I didn’t want to bring myself to meet his face. I was too embarrassed to do so. “It’s okay sweetheart. You don’t have to be shy around me.” He said, still smoothing my back out. 

I slowly pulled my face away from his chest and looked at him shyly. “I’ve always wanted to kiss you. “ I said  He smiled at my response and leaned in again. This time,  he was the one to initiate the kiss. It was the best thing to ever happen to me that night. 

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A few hours later and soon it was time for him to go back to his universe. I had learned so much about him and how much he cared for his brother. He kept telling me that he was so happy that I was nothing near compared to Becky Rosin. I just smiled and laughed. By the end, I felt like I had lived a lifetime with Dean Winchester, but alas it wasn’t meant to be in this life. 

I hugged him tightly and kissed him one more time as we stood in front of the tv. He told me to close my eyes and only to open them when he counted to ten. I did as he asked and opened my when he said ten. Slowly my heart started to break as he was no longer in front of  me. 

Sitting down on the couch, I tried to understand what happened. As I did, I felt a warm sensation flutter through my heart. Maybe we were meant to be in some weird way. Maybe we would see each other soon. Somewhere in the near distant future and have a life together. Hopefully so. 

I laid and down closed my eyes. My thoughts drifting off to my prince in a far away land. Hopefully, we would meet again soon. 

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Well, that’s that on that. Hopefully you all liked it? It’s kind of a crack story and was just floating in my head. Thanks so much for the follows and reads! Message me if you all ever need anything and remember that Dean Winchester loves you all! Love you !  -S

OK, but Harrison looks really good as a Slytherin right now. Anyone else?

Harrison Black - Harry Potter AU ⚡️

note: SO I JUST MADE THIS EDIT AND I FELT LIKE SHARING IT CUZ IM REALLY PROUD OF IT AND I WANNA WRITE A HP AU SOOOO BAD

Please give credit if you use or share this! Im super proud of it 💕💕

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In The Dark (Jack Kline x OFC/Reader)

A/N: So, I actually thought of this idea about two nights ago when our electricity went out, during a big wind storm. Idaho rarely gets those, but I am kind of glad that I did. If there wasn’t a windstorm then I wouldn’t have come up with this idea for @carry-on-my-wayward-asbutt . Enjoy! 

Summary: Clo and Jack have liked each other ever since Clo was brought to the bunker to live with the Winchesters. Jack has always taken to a liking to Clo. He thinks that she is the most beautiful girl ever and has the most perfect spirit anyone has ever had. Clo loves how pure Jack is and how he tries to be like Castiel every day. One terrible, storm night, a windstorm comes into town and knocks all the lights out in the Bunker making it very hard to see. Clo comes up with an idea to find Jack in the darkness and finally tell him how she feels. Besides, telling your crush in the dark was always better anyway because if she gets rejected at least he won’t see her cry. So she hopes. 

Warning: None

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  The wind was howling through the pipes of the old building making it sound like as if someone was whistling through the whole building. This made Clo a bit unsettled in her stomach. She hated windstorms and being in an old building that could collapse any moment was not helping settle her stomach either. Sam had said that The Bunker was built to last, but she just was not convinced. She probably would never be convinced, seeing that she had a past with being in old collapsible buildings. That’s how her parents died and just the thought made her shutter at what could happen tonight. 

   She set her book down, that just had  her attention a moment ago and got up to go to the kitchen. It was nearly eleven at night and she felt like she could go for a snack at the moment. She headed out of her room and started her way down the old hallway. She was so amazed every time she went down this hallway. It reminded her of the time that she spent with her parents, before their death in England. They use to stay at small bed and breakfasts where the hallways were similar to the ones in the bunker. Being in this hallway made her feel like she was with her parents again. 

   As she continued to walk down the hallway, she started to think about how good Sam and Dean had been to her. She had never met two more noble men in her life. They were literally the epitome of Superman and Batman. How did she meet them and get wound up in the hunter life with them? When she had just gotten back from a trip with a few friends from California, they had stopped at a national park. Unaware of the origins of the park, they decided to stay the night there. That was where it all started for her. Apparently there was a pack of werewolves that had settled in that park for centuries. That night, a few younger members had gotten to her friends, taking them out. Just when they were about to kill Clo, that’s when Sam and Dean showed up. After all that was over, it was Sam who had suggested she stay with them. Clo was a bit dumbfounded. First these two amazing men come and help her and then one of them suggests she stay with them? She wasn’t complaining at all and was in fact thrilled with the idea. What else was she supposed to do? She was out in the forest, literally in the middle of nowhere. Her friends had all just died and she really had no home to go to since the death of her parents. The house was sold and her only place to stay was her owned apartment. She definitely was not going back to her apartment. It would be just another reminder that she was alone again. She she said yes and they took her back to the bunker with them. She has been living here ever since. She looked back now, and wish that she hadn’t. If she would have know that the bunker would be one of her fears, then she would have just gone homeless. Oh well, beggars could not be choosers after all.  

   There was another gush of wind that went through the pipes as she entered the kitchen. Tonight was definitely going to be a long night. She opened up the refrigerator and pulled out a loath of bread, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, and a couple slices of meat, cut up in a container. She set them on the table and started making her sandwich. At least her gourmet sandwich would help with her lousy stomach. 

   She began cutting the cheese, when she heard footsteps making their way into the kitchen. The sound stopped only just inches away from the table making Clo look up and meet eyes with the one and only man who could take her breath away. She tried to hide it though and tried answer with ease. “Hey Jack.” she said looking back down at her sandwich. “Hi Clo, how has your night been?” He asked. She smiled at his question. He too sweet for his own good. That made him even more pure. “Good, but the stupid wind is making my stomach uneasy, so that’s why I’m in the kitchen making myself a sandwich.” This made Jack tilt his head and look at her in confusion. “ Humans eat to help their stomachs are uneasy? Do stomachs have souls just like them? Is that why Dean is always eating?” Clo laughed at the last question. She looked at him and smiled. “ Jack, first off stomachs do not have souls and no that’s why Dean doesn’t eat. He eats because he’s basically in love with food. I mean if food was a girl then he would definitely date her. As for the food and everyone eating when they get uneasy part? I’m not sure. I just mean that I usually eat when i get uneasy.” Jack looked like a bulb went off in his head and just smiled. His next words made Clo almost choke on her food. 

   “I love that you eat when your stomach gets uneasy.” He said, like a little five year old. A piece of cheese that Clo had bee chewing on, made it’s way into her breathing socket, making her cough a few times. Eventually after the fourth cough, she was able to get it out. “A-are you okay Clo?” Jack asked, laced with concern in his voice. Clo just nodded and blinked her eyes a couple of times to hold back the tears that were threatening to make their way down her face. “Yeah Jack, I’m good.” Jack didn’t look convinced though. “I-I think I should get Cas, just to see if you are alright.” Clo grabbed him by the wrist and held it tight so he wouldn’t be able to go anywhere. This made Jack look at her in confusion. Clo made direct eye contact with him. “Don’t Jack. Really. I’m fine. You don’t need to get Castiel.” She gave him a smile for extra measure, just so he could believe her. He relaxed a bit and she let go of his wrist. 

   Just when Clo was about to make another comment about how she was fine, more wind rustled through the pipes in the ceiling and made the lights flicker. Four flickers later, and the lights were out. “Sammy!” came Dean’s voice. “Dean!” Shouted Sam in response. Large footsteps could be heard through the hallways. “Where are you?!” yelled Sam again. “ In my room!” Dean shouted back. “Where’s Clo and Jack?” Asked Sam. This made Clo perk up. “Right here in the kitchen, but it’s very dark!” She replied. She heard a chuckle from Dean. “Didn’t quite think it was Heaven, princess.” he called back. Clo just rolled her eyes at his stupid response and tried to find her way to the door, careful not to cut any of her fingers on the knife that was still on the counter. 

    She heard shuffling going in the opposite direction of the door. “Jack?” she called out. “Where are you going?” The shuffling stopped. “Going to see if I can get my phone.” came his response. She smiled at how gullible he was. “That’s good, but I think the door out of the kitchen is in the opposite direction of where you actually want to go. “ She said. She heard a little giggle come from his direction and the shuffling of feet coming back her way. “Thanks.” he replied with relief in his voice. 

   After a couple of minutes of shuffling, he was right by her side again. She heard some fidgeting coming from his end. Clo looked in the direction of where his body would be, if the lights were on. “Are you okay?” she asked. “Um, yeah. I just can’t really see anything.” He said, laughing a little. Clo smiled at his comment. “It’s okay, I can’t see either.” “I guess I won’t be getting my phone then, huh?” he asked. She giggled in response. “Probably not Jack.” 

  They could barely hear Sam and Dean anymore. Had they gone to go find light? Clo certainly hoped so. If they didn’t then she certainly would try to. She didn’t care how dark it was. She just wanted this windstorm to be over and the lights back on.  

   The wind blew loudly against the bunker, making it seem like they were out on sea, instead of land. Gusts banged at the windows and front door, sounding all through out the building. “ That wind seems pretty tough.” came Jack’s voice. Clo hummed in agreement. Silence fell between the two, making the wind the only sound that could be heard throughout The Bunker. Clo felt a hand slither it’s way into the palm of  her hand, squeezing it tight. The only person that was right beside her right now was Jack and the thought that he would initiate something like that made her heart beat faster. “Jack?” she asked a little baffled. “Can I tell you something?” came his voice again, time a little more timidly. She smiled. “Yeah, go ahead.” “You promise not to laugh?” he asked. “No, I promise. What is it?” She said, desperately hoping what she thought it was. Maybe the windstorm wasn’t so bad after all. 

   She heard Jack take a deep breath in and then out. “Okay, here goes nothing. Well, Dean said that when you like someone you should tell them because life can be too short not to and Clo, I think I like you.” He said, a little quiver in his voice as he squeezed her hand a little tighter. Clo could not believe with she was hearing. Did Jack Kline just admit to liking her? Were her dreams finally coming true. Her heart was beating out of her chest. She smiled. “ You like me Jack?” She asked, taking the opportunity to take her hand out of his. “Y-yes.” He stuttered. She backed away from him. A plan forming in her mind. “Is this true?” she asked, backing away until her back hit the wall of the hallway. “Yes.” This time it was a little more confident. This made her smile grow even more. “Well Jack Kline, I have a secret to tell you, but you’ll have to find me first.” She said, giggling like a school girl with a crush. Which she obviously did have and it so happened that her crush liked her back. Clo felt her way down the hallway wall, leading to heaven knows where, but she so desperately hoped that Jack would find her. The secret she had to tell him was a good one and one that she so wanted to tell him. 

   She heard Jack’s shuffling footsteps trying to follow her. She could just imagine him, arms out and flailing, trying to find her. It warmed her heart at the thought. “Where are you ?” he asked. “I’m not telling. You will just have to keep finding me.” she replied, giggling a little again. “Should’ve taken my phone with me.” he mumbled. This made her laugh out loud as she continued to follow the hallway wall. She kept following it, until her back hit the end. “I’m close Jack.” She called out. Jack replied with a laugh of victory. “I do hope so!” he shouted. 

   She waited for him against the wall. Her heart aching for him to be near her. She needed to tell him her secret and she needed to now. If she didn’t, she was sure that her heart would burst out of her chest. She patted her thighs to keep herself waiting. It was taking a little while while longer than she expected. She hoped that he just hadn’t given up and left to his room yet. 

   Finally after so many moments of waiting, she felt his arms wrap around her. He pulled her close to him.  His breath hit her face, but it was so inviting. “So” he asked “What is your secret?” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down until her lips were level with his ear. “I like you too.” She whispered. This made Jack’s grip her waist tighter, while she leaned her head on his chest. They just stood in each other’s embrace for what seemed like hours, but was probably only mere minutes to anyone else. 

  “Can I try something?” came Jack’s voice. This made Clo lift her head off his chest and look up at where his face would be. “Anything.” She said sweetly. She felt him pull back a little. He placed his hands on her neck. His hands felt their way up to her face, feeling every little inch there was. He traced her lips, her ears, and her nose. “Wow, even in the dark you are so beautiful.” He said, making her blush. Good thing he couldn’t see her or she sure would be even more embarrassed. “Jack, you can’t even see me.” She said. A smile tugged at his lips.”Doesn’t mean that I can’t tell just by my hands tracing your whole face.” He said back, chuckling. “To shay.” After their little conversation, Jack took this as the inititave to lean in and kiss her. 

   Clo’s hands went up an made their way into Jack’s hair, starting to play with it. Jack pulled her face closer to him. He wanted to be as close to her as possible during this moment. Their lips danced together, showing all the passion that they had for each other. Minutes later, Clo pulled apart and rested her forehead on his. “I really like you Jack Kline.” She said breathlessly. He pulled her back in for another short kiss, pulling away afterwards. “I really like you too, Clo. I might even go as far to say that I love you.” When she heard this, she pulled him down for another kiss, standing on her tippy toes to meet him halfway. This kiss was very passionate and pure like the first two. The way that it should be. They were moving at their own pace. 

    The lights in The Bunker came on, making them break away from kissing each other. Clo hid her face in the crook of his neck, while Jack looked up at the ceiling. They heard footsteps coming in their direction. “Clo! Jack!” came Dean’s voice. “Where are you!” Clo pulled away from Jack. “We should go.” she said, blushing a little. His right hand came up and cupped part of her face, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re so beautiful when you blush.” He said, staring into her eyes, making her hear skip a beat. She smiled at him and grabbed his hand again. Pecking him on the lips, she led him, making their way back to where Sam and Dean were. They were definitely going to get a surprise tonight. Cas certainly would too, when he got back from his solo mission. 

   Just thinking about Cas finding out made Clo stop in her footsteps and turn back to Jack. It seemed liked he was thinking the same thing too. Both of their eyes went big as they they both screamed in unison. “CAS!” 

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 A/N: Well that’s all folks! I hope you all enjoyed and @carry-on-my-wayward-asbutt , I hoped you liked it too. Another one will be coming out tomorrow. I’m going to go on a little hiatus, but will be back shortly. After the hiatus, I will start accepting requests. I don’t write smut thought! Okay, see ya’ll soon! 

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Supernatural is coming to an end.

last of sam winchester

last of dean winchester

last of castiel

last of jack

last of these dorks

goodbye, team free will

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A little reminder, that you can make the decision to change something, anything, at any time.  Any moment, this moment, that moment, the moment, can be your moment to reinvent something small, something big, something transformational.  You do not need a sign from the universe.  The sign comes from inside, when that little voice whispers, “No more.”  Listen to it.  Then reinvent.

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