❝ a spark ignites and here comes lighter .ᐟ reader ❞

. . a presumed 'easy' hunt gone bad when a witch turns the winchesters most used item into a girl.

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sam and dean had the witch right where they wanted her, beat and bloody as a blazing fire roared above her ready to send her to wherever witches go. however, elena ( the witch) wasn't going down without more of a fight—a breeze blew in and a spell spewed from her lips. the lighter in deans hand glowed an orange hue, though not one of a fire. the witch scrambled away in the process, the boys too distracted to notice. suddenly in place of a lighter there stand a girl.

her figure was adorned with a black leather jacket—albeit the color was fading, making it have slight greyish hues in the mix. her eyes immediately lit up with fear, as she took sight of the two men in front of her. the silver pendant laid across her neck proof of the silver lighter she once was. she knew her fate as one of the many tools the famously known winchesters have gone through. she prepared herself to be the fire that burned the witch and that died with it. now, she was standing in front of the ones who were supposed to kill her, and she was terrified.

deans initial reaction was to shoot first ask questions later, but when he saw the timid—and vulnerable—stature of the girl in front of him he decided otherwise. the boys had wrapped both their jackets over her lower half, making sure to be careful while doing so. as they did, they saw burn marks and rust ( from holy water droplets that leaked onto the lighter ) littered over her body. if they hadn't gotten close it wouldn't have been noticable.

sam decided that flare, or even fire were too aggressive to be names for lighter .ᐟ reader, so he landed on feu. the french word for fire.

feu's eyes were cast down, afraid of any small movement they made. the backseat was her safe-haven. away from the boys and all to herself. anyone could tell she was scared of death—graveyards, hospitals, and haunted houses caused her great stress. even if she couldn't die, she knew of her fate and it plagued her mind.

crackle of a fire, or feu's song . . .

. more about lighter .ᐟ reader . .

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𓂃 ❝ living life for the first time ❞

a little more about my baby lighter .ᐟ reader; aka feu

𑁤 . if theres somewhere in a room far away from sam and dean, that's where you'll find feu.

it's not that she hates the winchesters—she's actually rather grateful for their hospitality. she's only afraid of the death that looms over them. how the whisper of the dead cling to their voices as they speak. they had no issue sealing her fate right before the witch cast a spell, so why wouldn't they now? if only she realized they only wanted to help.

𑁤 . feu finds comfort in those like her.

often sneaking off into the boys duffle bags and gathering their lighters. her feet padder against the flooring of the bunker as she rushes off into her room to speak with them. her voice is soft and gentle as she reassures them of their inevitable fate—not realizing that it was actually reassuring herself as well. she collects lighters, even the ones others would see as ugly because she feels bad. they are put on display in her room, and she talks to them continuously throughout the day.

𑁤 . feu loves the cold.

even as a lighter the silver casing engulfed her in a cool hug, unlike the warmth she provided. in the dead of winter you could catch her outside in only her undergarments—which the boys have to keep telling her she can't walk around like that—laying in the snow making little angels. in that moment all her fear and worries wash away as she giggles, smiling from ear-to-ear. an expression the winchesters have never seen her wear.

𑁤 . she often has to be fiddling with something or tracing a pattern to calm down.

feu's fingers often find themselves fidgeting with her necklace, sliding the pendant around as she listens in on the sounds it makes. sometimes if she's under a lot of stress—most likely from being forced to go on a hunt—she'll trace around the burn marks and rust adorning her body. though at times she wants to scrub it all off and wish she was a lighter again, maybe then the world wouldn't be so cruel.

𑁤. feu enjoys being in the presence of both blade and dem, after they turned human.

she'd spent long enough time in that god-forsaken duffle bag of theirs to become somewhat acquainted with both weapons used by the boys. when feu found out they were turned human as well, she immediately clung to their sides like a child would to a parent. her fingers always grasping onto one of their hands or the backs of their shirts. she sought comfort in their nature, and the knowledge of them living their first life as well. as she gradually warmed up—with the help of dem and blade—feu spent her time tapping away on either sam or deans computer with dem; playing their silly games together of course.

𑁤 . she cannot read nor tie her shoes (do not judge!!)

feu would attempt to help the boys with finding lore, after she finally got used to them. but soon came to realize she did not know what the jumble of letters sounded like. when she tried to form the sounds her eyes fogged up and her brain began to hurt as she struggled to figure it out all on her own. sam and dean had to calm her down as she cried about not being useful to them anymore. during hunts that she tagged along on, the most simple ones the boys went on at that, she often tripped on her laces. her knees always had scrapes on them due to the fact she did not know how to tie her own shoes nor did she want to learn—learning was hard. sam had came up the idea of giving her slip on shoes, those did not work the best either, so they just let her run around barefooted or with socks on. unless she absolutely HAD to wear shoes.

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