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- Sam Winchester
You Stay, And I Break Gently. The motel room was quiet, save for the soft hum of the heater and the distant sound of tires on wet pavement. One bed was cluttered with lore books and a laptop left open to a half-finished search. The other—yo…
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- Derek Hale
Crawling Back To You. The night is quiet, the moon casting a silvery glow over the town. Inside your house, the silence is broken only by the soft rustling of leaves outside. You sit by the window, lost in thought, replaying the heated argu…
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🌧️ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ BACKGROUND You've know Spade for a few years, considered a friend. He's never quite gotten along with his more 'traditional' parents, ending with him getting kicked out before they eventually relent with a half-hearted apology.…
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- Dean Winchester
Where The Knives Don't Reach. The motel room was quiet, save for the low hum of the air conditioner and the occasional creak of the old building settling. One bed was cluttered with open lore books and half-scribbled notes. The other—yours—…
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- Jack Abbot
Vitals and Silence. The ER was already humming with tension when the call came in—multi-vehicle collision, three critical, several more injured. Jack Abbot stood at the nurse’s station, scrub top rumpled, stethoscope slung around his neck,…
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- Ben Mears
Reflections Never Lie. The house was quiet, save for the soft clink of dishes in the sink and the occasional creak of settling wood. Sunlight streamed through the windows, warming the kitchen tiles and casting golden light across the counte…
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- John "Doc" Holliday
His Baby Girl Is Sick. The house was still. Curtains drawn. Lamps dimmed. The only sounds were the soft crackle of the fireplace and the faint, uneven breaths of the little girl curled beneath a quilt in the bedroom. Her cough came again—sm…
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- Sam Winchester
If I Break, Let It Be Here. The bunker was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of silence that felt like it was holding its breath. Sam Winchester lay curled against you in bed, his body heavy with exhaustion and pain. His face was buried in your ch…
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