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PLEASE DONT SCROLL PAST: Myself and a few other students are organising a literary festival and weâre desperate for funding as itâs a free event: meaning this is all out of our own pockets.
Weâve been recently informed that we have to pay a massive insurance (about ÂŁ150) deposit to legally run the festival and we could really use some help in order for us to actually be able to eat this month. đ
We also are taking submissions: ⢠10 minute short films on any topic in any genre to showcase during the film marathon portion of the festival!
⢠5 minute long poetry / flash fiction from people willing to come down to perform it in Ormskirk on the 23rd of March from 10AM- 6:30PM!
Lastly, we would love it if you guys wouldnât mind liking, sharing and coming to the event!
We really hope to see you there because this festival means a lot to us and we really want to share some great talent with the world and give you guys a plethora of free activities to hone your craft!
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Creator:Â whispersofwinchesters
Imagine: âAt First Sightâ
Word Count: Average of 2,200-2,400 per installment, 36,827 as of the fifteenth installment. Smut chapters tend to run longer.
Warnings:Â Mentions of violence throughout, blood and injury, mentions of a car accident, hospital mention, weapons, memory loss, kidnapping, hunts, hints at torture, light swearing, smut in two of the fifteen chapters currently posted (easy to avoid, there are bolded warnings on these chapters). No standard triggers.
Summary:Â The reader, Castielâs soul mate, is the only human able to see his magnificent wings. As their relationship grows, they find themselves threatened by the forces of Heaven, who are desperate to see them torn apart before their relationship can produce risks to their way of life.
Fic/Link to Fic: âAt First Sightâ - âYouâre Growing On Meâ - âUnder His Wingâ -âWandering Thoughtsâ - âWarrior Of Heavenâ - âWhen You Wakeâ - âThe Ultimatumâ - âA First Glimpseâ - âA Flared Soulâ - âA Final Farewellâ - âThe Crosshairsâ - âThe Endâ - âHeavenly Repairâ - âNorthern Lightsâ - âHuman Emotionsâ
Take Your Time
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Imagine: (side note it has been at least a year since I've written this! I found this in the drafts! It might be crap, but it's new crap! Enjoy:) So recently Iâve become obsessed with this dude named Sam Hunt. He has some really great stuff and I totally recommend that you guys check him out! Anyways, he has this song called âTake Your Timeâ and itâs my favorite so I just had to write a fic about it! I hope you guys like it!
Word Count: 1314
Warnings: none
It was a normal Tuesday night. My brother and I had just finished up a case down in Nashville, Tennessee. Dean had all but twisted my arm to get me to go to this local bar just outside the city limits. Usually Iâm not one for going out on the town. I would put my foot down and Dean would sulk for the rest of the night, but we hadnât taken a break from the job in God only know how long. I decided against being the bad guy. After all, I felt like Dean deserved to have a little bit of fun, so I sucked it up and went along. I couldnât really complain though. Of all the bars heâs drug me into this one had the nicest digs. It had high ceilings with ornate, old-fashioned designs on the tiles. The lights were dimmed causing the color from the neon to stand out. All the dark wooden tables were filled with locals who received their drinks before ordering. The air was smoky and smelled of fresh cigarette smoke even though the sign by the door clearly stated âno smoking.â I couldnât help, but smile because of the comfort it gave me. Even though the dĂŠcor was juristically different, it vaguely reminded me of the way Ellenâs bar used to feel.

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Creator: whispersofwinchesters Imagine: The reader, Castielâs soul mate, is the only human able to see his magnificent wings. As their relationship grows, they find themselves threatened by the forces of Heaven, who are desperate to see them torn apart before their relationship can produce risks to their way of life. Word Count: Average of 2,200-2,400 per installment, 33,779 as of the fourteenth installment. Warnings: Contains mentions of danger/violence (hunts), blood, kidnapping, harm to reader and characters, light cursing, angst, and peril. Links: âAt First Sightâ - âYouâre Growing On Meâ - âUnder His Wingâ -âWandering Thoughtsâ - âWarrior Of Heavenâ- âWhen You Wakeâ - âThe Ultimatumâ- âA First Glimpseâ - âA Flared Soulâ - âA Final Farewellâ - âThe Crosshairsâ - âThe Endâ - âHeavenly Repairâ - âNorthern Lightsâ
I forgot to post this, I am so sorry!
--Lilith
Creator:Â whispersofwinchesters Imagine:Â Crowley and the reader develop a fondness for each other while Crowley is in the MoL bunker, leading them both to betray their original motives to protect each other. Word Count: 2,606 Warnings:Â Mentions of torture, blood, kidnapping, and violence. Probable light swearing.
Creator: whispersofwinchesters Imagine: In the fourteenth installment of the âAt First Sightâ series (âAt First Sightâ - âYouâre Growing On Meâ- âUnder His Wingâ - âWandering Thoughtsâ - âWarrior Of Heavenâ - âWhen You Wakeâ - âThe Ultimatumâ - âA First Glimpseâ - âA Flared Soulâ - âA Final Farewellâ - âThe Crosshairsâ - âThe Endâ - âHeavenly Repairâ), the reader heals under Castielâs watchful eye. The two discuss how the reader walked away from Ansielâs attack. Word Count: 2,121 Warnings: Mentions of previous violence against reader (not domestic violence), mentions of injury (and healing), mention of attack and danger. Mentions of blood.
Creator:Â whispersofwinchesters Imagine:Â The reader is tortured for information by Gadreel, later to be found on the brink of death by her boyfriend Sam and Castiel. Word Count: 2,344 Warnings:Â Torture, mention of injury and of blood, probable swearing, mention of near-death and general danger/peril.
hi! I've never done this thing before ^.^ can I join the death fam? I could be Amara or maybe Bela?
Amara is yours!! :D
join my spn fam
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The Greatest Summer Ever (Prologue)
Admin: Sam Imagine: The summer chronicles of Team Free Will trying to give the reader the summer she has wished for (Maybe reader x Cas). Word Count: 792 Warnings: This is a little corny
You let out a long sigh as you tossed your book bag onto the library table. âAnother semester closer,â you called out to the empty walls. It was quiet. A little too quiet, you thought to yourself. You instinctively clutched your pocketknife that was tucked in your cleavage. âSam? Dean? You guys home?â There was no answer. They didnât say anything about a hunt, but maybe they had forgotten to mention it. You walked quietly throughout the house, checking every room carefully. Once you had found each room empty you allowed yourself to relax. You sent out a concerned message to the bunkerâs group text before retiring to your bedroom. You pulled out your âList Journal.â This is where you kept all of your desires, to do list, grocery list, music list, and wellâŚany other kind of list you could think of. Your latest list was titled âGreatest Summer Ever.â Sure it was a corny name, but no one would see it really. You read over the list in your head for the millionth time that week. See the Grand Canyon, Go to Rock City, Drive from East to West Coast, Go to Disney World⌠Halfway down your list you heard a giant crash in the kitchen, followed by the familiar âDammit Cas!â A smirk curved across your face as you tucked away your lists and bounced off the bed. As you headed down the hall you could hear the arguing whispers of your older brothers and the angel. âIs everything alright?â you called out. You were answered with silence. âUhmâŚguys?â you turned the corner to see a dark room. âWhatâs going on?â Suddenly the lights flickered back on to reveal a royal mess in the kitchen. There were streamers and balloons, a poorly drawn banner made from paper towels that said âSUMMERâ, and cake batter just about everywhere. In the middle of it all stood Sam and Dean smiling proudly. Before you could ask, a woosh noise and a slight wind blew from behind you. You turned around to see Castiel holding a cake in plastic wrapping from the store. âSurprise, y/n. Happy summer!â he said, beaming with pride. âIâŚuhâŚexploded the last cake. So IâŚgot another one.â He held out the plastic container for you to see, still smiling proudly as if he had made it himself. You blushed at how adorable he was acting at the moment. âThank you, Cas,â you stared into his beautiful blue eyes for a moment before your oldest brother cleared his throat. You turned back around to face the mess in the kitchen. âY/n we are so proud of you for deciding to go to college. We know that at first, we didnât believe that you could do bothâŚya knowâŚlive here and do research while continuing school,â Dean started. âWe were a little harsh on you in the beginning,â Sam added. âSo we want to apologize for thatâŚâ âAnd, ALSO give you the summer that you deserve,â Dean finished. You were taken aback. It had been a hard year of school. Especially since your brothers didnât believe that you could be a hunter and go to college. They constantly nagged you about your grades and your responsibilities around the bunker. The only time you were allowed to see the light of day was if you had class. Even then, the brothers recruited Castiel to watch over you. It was almost like being with your father again. âGuys, you donât have to do this for me. Really, the satisfaction of proving you both wrong is sweet enough for me,â you chortled, crossing your arms. âWe deserve that,â Sam said rubbing the back of his head. âAnd you deserve your âgreatestâ summer everâ.â âWait, what? How did you guys-â âForgive me, y/nâ Castiel interrupted. âSam and Dean were curious about what you wanted to do. You had mentioned your list journal to me before..â âCas?!â you huffed slightly annoyed. âBut! I only told them about your list! I didnât show them anything else I promise.â âHey, donât blame Cas. We knew about your journal anyways,â Dean interjected. âHow?â âAll good hunters keep a journal of some sort.â âWhat about hunting,â you asked instinctively. âWeâve worked it out,â Sam answered. âItâs not going to be dangerous?â âLike I said, weâve worked everything out.â âGuys, this is soâŚâ you trailed off. You were a little speechless at their gesture. âWe know, kiddo,â Dean said spreading his arms out. âBring it in.â You smiled moving in to hug Dean, Sam, and Cas joined in making you feel small in your group huddle. âNow, lets eat some cake!â Dean clapped his hands together excited. âTo the greatest summer ever!â Sam added in. To the greatest family ever, you thought to yourself.
Master list?
Of the fics done, or of the prompts? The prompts are here.
We donât have a master list of all the fics, Iâm afraid. But! We do have a fairly consistent tag system.
Fics are sorted by:
Character
Oneshots that ended up being series
Specific Reader!_____ requests (possibly not a complete list)
Hope that helps!
Lilith
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Text from Texts from Last Night.
Images from Home of the Nutty
Creator:Â whispersofwinchesters Imagine:Â After the death of Kevin Tran, Dean and the reader rely on each other to keep from falling apart. Word Count: 2,462 Warnings: ****SPOILERS.**** Mentions of death, grief, blood, and injury.
Author:Â Wayward Oneshots
Summary:Â Band!AU. You finally get the interview underway, but afterwards thereâs a bit of a secret revealed.Â
Pairing:Â Eventual SamxReader
Character(s):Â Jo Harvelle, Castiel, Chuck, Claire and Gabriel Novak, and Sam and Dean Winchester
Warnings:Â Cursing, nervousness, brief mention of unsupportive parents, angst if you squint.
Words:Â 2,914
A/N: The song in this part is Drive by Tonight Alive, and you can listen to it here. I know this song is a bit more pop, but I thought it worked perfectly in here. Again, the lyrics are marked with âŤ, so if youâve heard the song already or just donât want to read the lyrics, you can skip past them. Also, sorry if this chapterâs not as up to par as the past few ones. Itâs been awhile since I posted anything, so I was rushing a bit towards the end. This is part three, so please read part one here and two here.
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Creator: whispersofwinchesters Imagine: In the twelfth installment of the âAt First Sightâ series (âAt First Sightâ - âYouâre Growing On Meâ- âUnder His Wingâ - âWandering Thoughtsâ - âWarrior Of Heavenâ - âWhen You Wakeâ - âThe Ultimatumâ - âA First Glimpseâ - âA Flared Soulâ - âA Final Farewellâ - âThe Crosshairsâ), the reader finds herself held by Castielâs hostile siblings, her life dangling by a thread on the end of an angel blade. Word Count: 2,787 Warnings: Mention of violence, hostage situation, mention of weapons and battle, mentions of blood, mentions of death. Set in a high-stress environment. Reader is insulted quite frequently by the angel holding her hostage. Possible swearing.
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