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Witches Can Be Good | Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader - Part 3

Warning: Angst

Happy New Year everyone… although kinda late. I’m not gonna lie I totally forgot about this until I finally logged into Quotev and got notifications on people commenting for part 3. I’m so sorry TwT RisaIceCreamPudding and Arabella from Quotev… but also thank you for reminding me <3

Also do you guys want me to make a masterlist? I don't expect this series to be too long, but if you'd like it, I can make it. Or a taglist. Just let me know with a comment!

Part 1 *~* Part 2 *~* Part 3 (You are here) *~* Part 4???

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Part 3: ...Goodbye?

The brothers were acting strange and Y/n knew it. She didn’t know why because she didn’t want to pry into their minds, but she did make subtle attempts to make them open up to her. Nothing was working so far. 

Meanwhile the brothers were full of all kinds of thoughts. After Sam deemed the DVDs safe and normal they watched the movies together while they sent Y/n out on a solo ghost hunt. 

Dean’s mind was blown over and over again. One, Y/n’s real name was Wanda and was part of the avengers!? Which was pretty damn cool especially with how hot she looked back then (and she only got hotter as she got older). But then both him and Sam found out about Y/n lover. Vision, a robot, but he reminded them of Castiel, as both were learning how to act human. 

While watching they felt like they were intruding in that moment. The way the two confided to each other… Dean wasn’t one for chick flick moments but he could tell that these two were utterly in love with each other. 

But then they witnessed the pain Y/n went through, practically losing everything. She lost her brother, her twin- a mute scream emphasizing her pain. Dean and Sam could relate, having lost each other more times than they could count.

She lost Vision to Thanos, the ugly wrinkled grape that both brothers just wanted to beat up in order to never see Y/n look that upset again. 

Then she herself died, her face oddly calm as she dusted away. But Sam understood. At that point, Y/n thought she had lost everything and had nothing left to live for. Her thoughts were probably along the lines of, at least I’ll be with my brother and Vision.

Coming back to life 5 years later, Y/n was understandably angry as she unleashed her anger on Thanos. But after that Y/n was lost. 

Her brother, gone. Her lover, gone. And as she came back to life she learned that her sister figure, Natasha, was gone too. 

Maybe that’s why they could only sympathize and understand as they watched WandaVision that for once in her life Y/n just wanted to be normal and happy. 

It was quite weird to watch Y/n magically give birth to two twin boys, but they couldn’t deny the amount of love Y/n had for her family. 

And then… 

“Dean isn’t that the witch that gave us the DVDs?” 

Agatha Harkness. Now the brothers knew that the witch could not be trusted based on the way she treated Y/n. 

The next time they see her, Dean isn’t going to hesitate in shooting his gun. 

But then onto Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness… 

“LIKE DUDE WHAT THE F*CK!?” 

First off, Y/n was hot. As in, slay b!tch, get it kinda hot. And she was kinda evil. 

“But think about it.” Sam pointed out, “She just lost her children, who she had for like, a couple days, she lost her husband- although I can see that she’s accepted his death by now. At this point Y/n is just desperate for her family, for love, for normality.” 

Sam wasn’t ashamed to say he was balling tears by the end of the movie. Obviously, Y/n wasn’t dead, but she had gone through so much that it left one question in their minds. 

Does Y/n… still want that normality? 

Because even if the Winchester brothers hated the thought of getting rid of Y/n from their lives, Y/n would never get to live a normal life while being friends with them. She would be stuck in a hunter’s life.  

“We should let her go…” Dean said blankly after a few minutes of silence. 

“Dean-”

“No, I’ve thought this through. That life she wanted. Sam, she’ll never be able to get that with us. Didn’t you see how happy she was with her family? I admit it was kinda f*cked up, but now she has another chance at it again. We can give her that chance again.”

Sam contemplated it, though Dean could see his resolve breaking. 

The Winchester brothers were going to let Y/n go.  

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The brothers had driven Y/n far from the bunker after telling her they were going on a trip. After parking into a driveway, they stepped out, a confused Y/n following after.

“Wait, what’s going on? Why-” 

“Y/n what we do is extremely dangerous, and it’s only going to get more dangerous from here on out.”

“Dean, I know that already. Why do you think I’m here? To protect you guys because-” Y/n attempted to explain but was cut off by Sam. 

“We can’t be associated with witches Y/n. All the hunters know who we are. Once they figure out what you are, even more people will be out to kill us, on top of the supernatural.” 

“Alright I’m calling BS-”

“Sorry, Y/n. But please, this will be so much better for you. We even paid for this house and everything. Don’t worry about it, please.” Dean opened the trunk and took out Y/n’s suitcase, rolling it to the door and passing the house keys to Y/n.

“But guys you’d be even safer if-”

“If you stayed here.” Dean sternly said to Y/n, looking directly into her eyes. She swallowed, her mouth feeling dry. “We don’t need a witch helping us.” 

Frozen, Y/n could only watch as the brothers got back into the Impala and drove away into the distance. Heart broken, tears uncontrollably ran down her face as she wept.

“...but you guys are my family…”

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Witches Can Be Good | Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader - Part 2

You all get a part 2 although it is short, but I wrote it anyway because it was requested by katelynn on Quotev and @cloudykoookie on Tumblr! Let me know if you want a part 3 (although I probably will skip the brothers reacting to the movies with Wanda in it because I feel like I’d be copying Thera’s idea too much. I will write how they felt after watching the movies though.)

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Part 2: Wanda

Y/n frantically called the brothers as she came back to a room that was trashed and empty. Her heart beated as she saw Dean unconscious on the floor. 

“Dean!” She shouted, trying to get him to wake up as she pushed his shoulder.

Dean groaned, “I’m good, sweetheart, still alive.” 

“Where’s Sam?” 

At that, Dean sat up with some help from Y/n, taking in the room.

“Son of a-” She heard Dean mumble before talking to her, “Damn ghost possessed Sam after he picked up a paper he found in the motel room. I didn’t realize until he straight up attacked me.” 

“What was on the paper?”

“An ultrasound.” 

Y/n’s heart dropped. She never got an ultrasound of Billy and Tommy. She could only understand that grieving ghost even more. Y/n too would have been attached to an ultrasound of her children. 

“Witchy? Hey, sweetheart, you with me?” 

Y/n snapped out of it, her eyes focusing on Dean who was now looking at her concerned. 

“Sorry, sorry. Let’s- Let’s go save Sam.”

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Sam’s possessed body stood watching a park, his eyes silently watching the children play. From behind, Y/n approached him, Dean ready to take him down if needed hiding nearby. 

“You must miss them.” Y/n stated softly, coming to stand next to the possessed Sam. She knew the ghost wouldn’t dare try anything or else the children would be scared away. 

“What are you talking about?” Sam’s voice asked. Y/n gave a soft, reminiscent smile. 

“I miss them too, my boys.” 

With no response, Y/n took that as a sign to keep talking. “I had kids too Wanda.” Y/n internally sighed. The ghost had her old name, but this ghost wasn’t a version of her. No version of her would exist here since she went beyond the alternate universes and to a different multiverse, one outside of the of called, “MCU,” whatever that meant. She felt bad for this Wanda, to experience similar things she had gone through. 

“Two twins, my Billy and Tommy, my two beautiful baby boys. I won’t tell you it gets better because that’s a lie. No one understands a mother’s pain, and I’m sorry your husband wasn’t as understanding. But let me tell you something someone once told me…” 

Y/n took Sam’s hands, looking him in the eyes as both their eyes held tears. 

“What is grief, if not love persevering?” 

With that, the tears fell, and Sam’s hand shakily grabbed the ultrasound from his pocket and placed it in Y/n’s hands, gently closing Y/n’s hands around it before walking to the bench and sitting down, watching the children. 

Quickly, Y/n set it on fire, letting the ghost finally reunite with her children and Sam return to control his body. Both brothers quietly approached Y/n who still had tears silently falling from her eyes. 

“...let’s go home…” she whispered, walking past the brothers to the Impala. 

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Back in the bunker, Dean was catching Sam up on everything he had missed while Y/n was in her room, collecting herself. 

“She said she had kids, Sam! Twins!” Dean exclaimed, still a bit shocked that the person he lowkey kinda had a crush on had kids. But having kids meant there had to be someone else involved and Dean didn’t want to think about Y/n potentially already having a lover. 

“What? Where are they? They shouldn’t be brought into the hunting life-”

“Had kids, Sam. Past tense.” 

Sam paused, “Was it because she was a witch? Other hunters hunted down her family?” 

At that question the room went silent, both brothers pondering on the question. 

“She didn’t say how they died, but I’m not sure I want to ask- who are you!?” Dean stood up quickly, pointing his gun at the stranger entering the room. Sam followed with his own gun pointed at them. 

“Oh I could tell you all about it, dears~” the woman grinned, “Oh, don’t be so tense. I’m Wanda’s good friend!”

“Who’s Wanda?” (A/n: I’ll do you all better, Why is Wanda?) 

“Ah, so she changed her name… well! It’s obvious you two won’t give me a warm welcome so, here’s her housewarming gift! Or should I say universe-warming gift? I did find this in this universe, I bet she’d love it so much.” The woman set down a bag filled with DVD cases before giving them an eerie grin. 

“Tell your dear witch that her favorite neighbour says hi~!” The strange woman made a quick escape, a purple light blinding the brothers causing them to shoot their guns. But once they opened their eyes, the woman was gone. 

Glancing at each other, Sam made his way to the bag of DVDs, picking up the bag and setting it on the table, looking at them. The Avengers? But what do they have to do with Y/n? Footsteps came from the hallway and Y/n peeked in. 

“Are you two okay? I heard gunshots.” Y/n asked worriedly, looking at both brothers. 

“It’s all good witchy, Castiel just gave us a scare.” Dean distracted her, Sam carefully putting the DVDs back in the bag to hide them. 

“Castiel was here? Ugh, next time he comes, tell him not to leave without saying bye to me first!” Y/n scoffed playfully, noticing Sam and the DVDs, but didn’t see the covers. 

“Are you two planning to watch a movie?” 

“Uh. Yeah, uh… Karate Kid…??” Sam picked out a random DVD, holding up the case. Y/n nodded approvingly. 

“I love Jackie Chan movies. You’ll like that one. Might join you guys later, I’m gonna start making us some dinner.”

Y/n made her way to the kitchen and both Winchesters silently sighed in relief. 

“I’ll bring them to my room.” Sam muttered to Dean, taking the bag and going to his room, but not before putting in Karate Kid so that they could actually watch the movie together. 

They were keeping that strange woman and the DVDs a secret from Y/n for her protection, Dean justified in his head, resting back against the couch as he half-watched the movie and half-stuck in his own thoughts. Until they knew that the DVDs were safe to watch, they weren’t going to tell Y/n about it. 

Dean didn’t like that strange woman. If keeping this a secret would keep Y/n safe, Dean would do it, and he knew Sam would too. 

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Witches Can Be Good | Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader - Part 1

This is intended to be a short story/one shot. I wrote this when I had a sudden idea of a crossover between Supernatural and the Scarlet Witch. Also available on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!

This inspired by a tumblr post: The Sweet Old Lady is a Witch by Thera. I really love her Wanda/Y/n OC and the story! Here's her story: https://thera-daydreams.tumblr.com/post/658041636626022400/

Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader

I do not own Marvel or Supernatural.

Part 1 (You are here) *~* Part 2 *~* Part 3 *~* Part 4???

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Part 1: Into the World of Supernatural

Wanda was done and tired.

After going through the multiverse with Dr. Strange and Loki, after Westview, after sacrificing everything over and over and over again Wanda was done and tired.

She looked tiredly towards the two friends that had grown on her. The two friends that had become brothers to her. Sensing her stare they turned to her, silence questioning in their eyes as she smiled tiredly at them.

"I think I'm done."

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"... you're done...?" Dr. Strange repeated, not fully understanding what Wanda was implying.

"I'm tired, Stephen. I want to relax, sit down for a while... maybe watch the flowers grow."

Loki looked at her with a contemplative look before nodding, "Where will you go?"

"Anywhere but here." Wanda automatically responded, "I don't care if there's heroes there or anything really. As long as the world is somewhat normal and similar and they leave me alone, anywhere is fine."

Both Strange and Loki looked at each other before carefully taking Wanda's hands in theirs, a gesture that they had come up with to comfort each other. They had all gotten close together after all they had went through.

"We'll call you if we need you." Strange commented.

"And we'll keep in touch." Loki added, elbowing Strange who lightly glared back at him, "We won't bother you too often. Go live your 'normal' life."

"You deserve it." Strange tried to redeem himself, gaining a small grin from Wanda. "Just try not to cause any trouble. Or rather, trouble we'll have to intercept in." Loki elbowed him again.

"I'll try my best." Wanda only smiled, squeezing her hands that held theirs before letting go. "I better get going now."

"See you around Wanda."

"I think a fresh start needs a new name, doesn't it?" Strange said suddenly.

"Strange I think that's the first good idea I've heard come from your mouth." Loki scoffed, grinning as Strange looked at him offended. "I've always been partial to the name Y/n."

"Y/n L/n it is." Strange proudly smiled ignoring the look Loki gave him as he looked at Wanda- at Y/n.

"Really? L/n?"

"I think it sounds nice, Loki." Y/n reassured the god. At those words he automatically changed his mind.

"Yes, Y/n L/n surely fits you."

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Y/n sighed as she finally finished conjuring up all of the new items for her new home. She had already put a spell around it, ensuring that those who entered her new home would feel safe, warm, and comfortable. She wanted the exact opposite of Westview. She carefully hid the runes, making them small and they camouflaged well with the decorative wallpaper.

She had bought a small store, her home right above it. The store, Y/n decided, was going to sell things that she took comfort in. Books, plants, and a couple assorted goods if she felt like baking in the kitchen. There was even a section for artists to paint and for others to just sit in the bean bags and relax or read a good book.

Speaking of books, the town she moved into was awfully generous. After hearing she was going to open a bookstore, the resident librarian, who was an old, dying man, came up to her. He loved his books as if they were his own children. But his grandchildren didn't want to take over the library and he didn't want to see all of his books get tossed away.

And so, the old man generously gave Y/n most of the books from his library. He kept some and donated the rest to charity. Y/n's little shop was going well. Y/n didn't mind much about the slow business, she just wanted to relax and take in every moment. Something that she never would have done before.

But as each day passed, Y/n couldn't help herself but to find out the secret of this world. The supernatural existed.

It didn't come as much of a shock for Y/n, considering she was partly supernatural, but to hear the benevolent spirits and ghosts gossiping about ghosts who had fallen into rage and anger confused her. It baffled her so much to hear about ghosts actually having the ability to kill people, so she separated ghosts into two categories.

Astral ghosts. Ghosts of the dead who wandered in the astral plane, patiently waiting for something to occur before accepting their death. These were the ghosts that never went angry or fell into a random rage. Like the poor old librarian. He was waiting for his grandchildren to visit either his grave, the shut down library, or Y/n's bookstore before passing on. In the meantime, he continued his daily routines as if he were alive.

Then there were the angry ghosts. Not a very original name, Y/n knew, but it was simple enough for her to understand. They were the ghosts that fell into darkness and killed others, overwhelmed with rage to even see reason.

She didn't worry much about those ghosts, because the ones that were in her small town were given free therapy by her, and easily lost their anger and passed on to the afterlife with the reaper guiding them.

The other supernatural things? Y/n read up on them with the books given to her in the library, but other than that, she didn't care about them. If they were to ever show up at her town, she would make sure to deal with it so that everyone would be safe. But as she settled in and let her guard down for the next couple months, a little shapeshifter decided that her small town would be the perfect place to stir some trouble.

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"I'm Agent Adam Clayton, and this is my partner Agent Larry Mullen. We're with the FBI. We'd like to ask you a couple questions about a couple customers you've had."

Y/n stared wearily at the two men who had entered her shop. Just by reading their minds she could tell their names were false, especially since they were the same names as the band members from U2. However, she didn't comment on it, considering they were partially telling the truth about asking questions of her customers.

"What have my customers done to get attention from the FBI?" Y/n asked curiously, although she continuously kept reading their minds for answers.

"Just a couple of them have gone missing ma'am. We're hoping you could give us any clues as to where they've gone."

Getting enough answers from reading the tall one's mind (he thought a lot and his thoughts were practically screaming at her) she nodded at them. Hunters that hunt and kill the supernatural? Y/n guessed they were the hero equivalent in this world. The only question left would be if they would kill her if they found out she was also a 'witch.' "So, which customers?"

"Robert Dunn, Todd Alexander, and Philip Navarro." the shorter one answered her. They watched her as she continued to walk around her shop, watering her plants.

Y/n took her time to recall them, "Well, the three of them were all from out of town. We've never had that many visitors before so it was easy to remember them. They all liked to talk too." Y/n frowned at the thought of those conversations she had with them. But now that she actually thought about it, the thoughts of the 3 customers were somewhat similar.

The taller one, catching Y/n's frown, continued to question her. "What did they talk about?"

"You know, simple 'What's your name?' or 'Could I get your number?' They were all particularly flirty."

"So would you say no if I asked for your number?" 'Adam Clayton' couldn't help but comment, getting elbowed by 'Larry Mullen.' Wow, these boys really reminded Y/n of Stephen and Loki.

"I'd tell you the same response I told those men. I'm not interested in a relationship right now. Taking a break from that." Y/n handed 'Adam' a yellow tulip. At the questioning look, Y/n answered him, "So you don't feel too bad. Yellow tulips mean joy and a whole lot of other things."

"Do you give every man you reject a yellow tulip?" 'Adam' pouted causing Y/n to grin slightly.

"Well, any type of yellow flowers work. Yellow flowers in general symbolize spreading happiness and joy."

"Sorry- about the men? What happened after that?" 'Larry' steered them back on track.

"Oh, they all left the store looking somewhat upset but also giddy. Philip said he'd be back to try again though he hasn't been back in a week already."

'Larry' nodded, seemingly getting all the information he wanted and thanking Y/n politely before taking 'Adam' with him to stop him from flirting any further with Y/n.

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"So the only connection right now is Y/n, but why?" Sam questioned, going through a book he had borrowed at Y/n's store earlier.

"She's a hot chick. Who wouldn't go and take a chance to ask her out?" Dean replied, happily munching on a burger as he sat on the couch of their motel room.

"You think she's the one who's been killing them?" Sam asked, "It's a possibility."

"Remember what Philip told her?" Dean reminded Sam, "He'd be back to try again. Pretty creepy if you ask me."

"So a shapeshifter?"

"Bingo!"

"That seems a little far fetched, Dean."

"Hey, all we gotta do is watch the chick and then we'll figure out if it's her or if it's a shapeshifter. Easy solution! Or we could get access to her security cameras."

Sam grunted as he closed the book, flopping onto his bed. "She doesn't have any. I checked. Please tell me you at least find that suspicious."

"Hey, maybe she can't afford them! Town's pretty small, her shop's pretty small, she might not get a lot of income, you know?" Dean stood up, walking to the door, "I'm gonna get a drink, wanna come?"

Sam didn't respond and Dean took that as a no, leaving for the nearest bar. He kept walking to the bar he saw close-by, but just as he turned the corner, a fist hit his face and he blacked out.

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As Dean came back into consciousness, he was greeted by the sight of Philip shedding his skin and forming into himself. Damn, he was right. It was a shapeshifter. The shapeshifter merely glanced at the tied up Dean, glaring deadly holes into him. "She's mine..!" he hissed at Dean, leaving the cold room.

Looking around the room, he saw the bodies of the other men, too late to save them. Philip however, laid unconscious on the floor. Dean could see however that the Shapeshifter had injured Philip greatly and that if he did not get any help right away, he could die. Frantically working at the ropes, Dean could only hope that Sam would get to Y/n on time. (However, Sam was fast asleep, blissfully unaware of what had happened).

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Y/n didn't think it was normal of 'Adam' to come knocking at her door, especially at the middle of the night when the store was most definitely closed. She peaked from the safety of her window, using her magic to be invisible just in case she were to be spotted.

'Adam' was filled with possessive thoughts that automatically told Y/n something was wrong. As she shuffled through 'Adam's' memories, she found that most were not there, some floating around, the most recent one being tied up in some kind of basement.

"Hey Miss Y/n...? Are you here?" a shy astral ghost of a child appeared behind her. It was a ghost Y/n had met recently a few weeks ago. At the voice, Y/n moved away from the window and reappeared. "Yes, dear?"

The child stumbled back a bit in surprise but quickly calmed down, looking at her. "Remember how I said what I wanted most was for my dad to visit my grave at least once?"

"Yes?" Y/n whispered quietly back to the child, motherly instincts taking over as she looked at the child gently.

"I changed my mind. He needs help right now. That's what I want most. For dad to live." The ghost child looked at Y/n with determination and Y/n couldn't help but answer their plea.

"Lead the way."

Sneaking out of the house via the backdoor, Y/n followed the ghost child to the other side of town, going into the forest near their town and was led to a cabin. Inside the cabin was a simple bunk bed and a large chest. Nothing inside the cabin seemed to have been used in a while. The only thing that indicated someone- something lived here was the vase filled with yellow flowers at the window sill.

"Here. He's down there." The ghost pointed at the chest, before floating through it and disappearing. Using her magic, Y/n easily pulled the chest out of the way and revealed a passageway with a ladder heading straight down into the darkness. Not seeing her ghost friend, Y/n continued heading down, deeper and deeper until she reached the floor.

It was cold down here. The lights were dim and flickered occasionally, but it was clear that it was being powered by electricity somehow. "This way, this way." The ghost child urged, pointing down the hallway.

Quickly, Y/n rushed, her footsteps echoing as she ran. As she made it to the end of the hallway she saw two corpses, an unconscious Philip and Dean who was looking at her in shock.

"So I'm guessing you're the real 'Adam'?" Y/n asked, although already knowing the answer. She went towards him, untying the ropes as fast as she could. Before Dean could suspect her or say anything Y/n continued to speak, "There was someone who looked like you at my door, but when I zoomed in with my phone to check who it was from the window, your eyes were white." Y/n lied, using the information she knew about shapeshifters to her advantage, "I'm pretty sure that's not exactly normal."

Dean grinned, "Sweetheart, there's a lot of things that aren't normal."

Picking up Philip, the two rushed out of the cabin, not willing to stay any longer to face the shapeshifter. Dean didn't have any gear, and he couldn't risk the lives of two innocent people. However, they didn't make it very far as the Dean clone confronted them in the forest, staring intensely at Y/n.

"Ma'am, back away from the shapeshifter, right now! Don't let it trick you!" the Dean clone shouted at Y/n. If Y/n couldn't read minds, she surely would have felt conflicted right now as Dean also told her,

"He's trying to trick you. Trust me, I'm the real deal. I- I know that sounds bad- but I promise. I'm a hunter. My real name is Dean."

The Dean clone took a step closer causing Y/n to turn to him. "Don't come closer. Mr. Philip needs help right now. I don't care whoever you are as long as he gets help."

Dean, taking advantage of the standstill, grabbed Y/n's hand and started to run, carrying Philip. The motel was nearby, hopefully they could make it and grab Sam's attention somehow.

But the clone was fast. Y/n's eyes narrowed as her other arm was grabbed and she decided that she's had enough. Using her magic she blasted the shapeshifter back. Dean looked at her in shock and fear, but Y/n didn't mind. Those kinds of looks weren't new to her.

"Dean you're a hunter. Do I have to kill the guy or no?" Y/n asked, snapping Dean out of it.

"You're a witch-"

"It's a yes or no question Dean." Y/n snapped, watching blankly as the shapeshifter stood up and began to approach them again, angered.

Taking a step, it jumped at Dean, causing Dean to blurt out a quick "yes!" before the shapeshifter was stopped, floating mid-jump at Dean. The shapeshifter turned to ashes in front of his eyes and Dean turned to look at Y/n with an impassive look.

"I've heard that hunters usually kill witches or anything supernatural, but please get Mr. Philip help first before you decide to kill me."

And with that, Y/n left to her small store, packing up her things in a dimensional pocket. She trusted that Dean would get Philip the help he needed. She just needed to get out of here. If she couldn't convince Dean to not kill her, she would go to another world before he could.

As she quickly finished packing up, the small ghost child appeared before her.

"Thank you for saving dad." the shy ghost looked at the ground, as if blushing from embarrassment.

"It's no problem dear. He was important to you, right? It's important to always care and look out for family." Y/n looked at the ghost kindly, recalling her own family. Reaching out her hand to hold the young ghost's, Y/n gently whispered to them. "I believe it's time for you to rest now, dear."

A reaper appeared next to them, patiently waiting.

"...Will it hurt?"

Y/n smiled at the ghost, reassuring them, "It won't. It'll feel like waking up from a dream."

The shy ghost hugged her tightly, thanking her, before taking the hand of the reaper and disappearing with it. Y/n sighed, relieved that the child was finally at peace. At least they could have the peace Y/n longed for. A gun clicked behind her head. Y/n didn't turn around.

"Explain."

From the voice, Y/n could tell it was the taller brother. 'Larry,' or Sam, had seen, or rather heard the whole interaction. From what he could tell, Y/n was talking to an invisible ghost or spirit and helped it move on to the afterlife. A much different tactic to their usual salt and burn.

"About who I am or what I just did?" Y/n asked.

"Both." Dean came in behind Sam, staring at the witch.

"Hm, well... I'm from a different universe..."

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It wasn't easy, but Sam and Dean believed her story. But even after that they didn't completely trust her, which was understandable. But at least they liked her enough to keep calling to use her books for research, to get extra information for hunts, or for Dean to just get a pie (he would never admit it but Y/n's pies were the best he's ever had).

Y/n was allowed to live in her small town, as long as she promised not to kill anyone or the brothers swore to come back to kill her. But as they kept calling her over and over again to help with more and more hunts, she found herself being invited to live in the Bunker with them.

Some days were odd.

Some days the brothers seemed like they hated her and everything witches.

But most days they enjoyed her company. They enjoyed that there was something out there that was supposed to be bad, but was actually good.

And ever so slowly they got used to her magic.

One time Dean had walked in on her using magic in the kitchen. Tools and ingredients were flying places, a bowl was stirring itself. Y/n was at the oven taste testing some sort of soup. Dean felt like he was having a Harry Potter moment. At Dean's awkward cough, Y/n jumped back slightly and lifted her head.

"Oh! Sorry, were you hungry? Um... the kitchen is kinda occupied right now, but you could have this pie!"

At her words, a pie found itself in a very happy Dean's hands. "What are you making?"

"Some miso soup. I was craving it so I decided to make it. I didn't want to go out."

"So then where'd you get this pie?"

"Oh, I had a feeling you were going to want one later, so I made it earlier!"

Touched by her kindness, Dean nodded, grateful, but he didn't want to be sappy so he happily left with his pie. Y/n chuckled to herself as she heard Dean's thoughts praising her and her pie.

Sam had come to enjoy their conversations on the supernatural. As he had found out, despite being a witch, Y/n had very basic knowledge on the supernatural world and mostly got her information from her books. So, Sam had taken it upon himself to teach Y/n about the most common and dangerous, and most importantly how to kill it.

Sam had been very careful to teach Y/n about the witch-killing spell and bullets. He had nearly freaked when Y/n went and held a bullet, observing it closely before taking it apart with her magic.

"-so these are the bullets and- WAIT NO Y/N IT'LL KILL YOU!" Sam panicked, lunging towards her as Y/n took the bullet apart. Hearing the yell, Dean came running.

"What's happening!?"

At that moment Sam crashed into the couch Y/n was sitting on as she dodged him.

Y/n chuckled, "I'm fine, this won't hurt me. You told me the ingredients, remember? When combined together, yes, they do kill witches. But they won't kill witches like me."

Y/n poked at the bullet before putting it back together and placing the bullet in the case, which Sam immediately closed and put away. "Let's not do that again. E-Even if it won't- I just, I don't want to risk it."

Seeing how much she had made Sam worry, Y/n put her hand gently on Sam's. "I'm sorry Sam. I didn't mean to worry you."

Sam sighed, gently clasping Y/n's hands, "It's alright... you're good. I just... don't want..."

"I know... thank you..." Y/n smiled.

"Aww, look at the two love birds~ get a room already!"

"DEAN SHUT UP!"

However there was a day that Y/n truly treasured. It was the day that both brothers finally put their complete trust in Y/n. This happened during a hunt.

They had quickly figured out it was a ghost and brought Y/n with them so they could finish up quick, but the ghost was more tricky to deal with than they had originally thought.

The ghost was a woman who had been cremated, so there were no remains they could burn. They still had to identify what object the ghost was attached to. It had moved from city to city, so it must have been an object easy to bring along.

Quite easily they could tell it was a vengeful spirit as there was a pattern going on. Mothers were the target, whether they still had kids or not didn't matter apparently. As long as you were a mother at one point (or pregnant), the ghost would come and attack. From what they could get as pretending to be the FBI, the children had seen the ghost that attacked their moms, but the description of the ghost varied from child to child. One thing stayed consistent however, the ghost never touched the kids. At times the ghost had reassured them that everything was okay, that she would take care of them.

As they researched (Sam and Y/n researched, Dean ate on the motel bed), Y/n couldn't help but feel... worried? Sympathetic?

Just from looking at the ghost's targets, Y/n could tell the ghost was a mother at one point in their lives. The ghost was like her, desperate to find and keep her family. Her children. But unlike the ghost, Y/n had learned how to grow from the pain. She had reached the acceptance part in the 5 stages of grief. Yes, she missed her husband and children, but she continued on, knowing that they would be loved and would continue to be loved.

Noticing Y/n spacing out, Dean called out to her. "Hey witchy, you doing okay?"

Y/n looked up at him, "I think I need a break. I'm gonna go for a walk. Wanna come? Sam?"

Dean leaned further into the pillows, "Nah, I'm just gonna relax here."

Sam scowled, "Or you could be helpful and come over here!" to which Dean let out another "nope!" before turning his music up even louder. Sam groaned, "I'm good Y/n, I want to keep researching."

Nodding Y/n left the motel room, taking in the fresh air as she walked.

What she didn't know was that the object the ghost was attached to was in their motel room, and Y/n had left the brothers just before chaos happened.

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Not sure if I want to keep writing this because it was just a quick thought I had. Let me know if you'd like a part 2! 

Edit: Part 2 has been posted!

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Another fanart for another quotev book!

https://www.quotev.com/story/13992872/Thus-Always-To-Tyrants/1

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Vivo x Reader

This is from my X Reader Oneshots book on Quotev and Wattpad!

Vivo x Reader

Requested: Not at all

Reader is a kinkajou as well

Neutral Gender Reader

After living in Florida for so long with your owners, you find a new friend who looks similar to you!

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Running through your neighborhood, you made a lap around your block before landing in your backyard, climbing on your owner as he stopped a timer in his hand.

"45 seconds! A new record! Great job Y/n!" he complimented you. He patted you on the head, giving you what looked to be an orange juice box but was filled with nectar, a kinkajou favorite. Being called by his mom, he went inside while you sat down and sipped the nectar.

But your attention was drawn to some drumming from your neighbor's house. You flinched because there was no specific beat or melody but then it suddenly stopped. A few moments later, a proper beat was playing which got you curious.

Setting down your precious nectar you climbed up the fence, peaking into the room. A kinkajou and a girl was there, the kinkajou seemingly teaching her how to play.

The kinkajou spotted you through the window. You being startled by the sudden eye contact fled back to the safety of your home and precious nectar.

The next time you saw your kinkajou neighbor was when he was doing some kind of show with the girl. Learning their names was Gabi and Vivo, you watched as Vivo sang and moved around as Gabi sang at times with him.

Being perched on your owner's shoulder, flicking your tail to the beat as your owner watched the performance, Vivo found his eyes upon you again. Never had he seen one of his own kind before and never had he ever had his breath taken away- and he had a routine of performing everyday!

Watching your owner walk away with you, Vivo couldn't help but watch, which got the attention of Gabi.

"So Vivo.. got a little crush there I see." Gabi smiled as Vivo jumped out of his stupor and turned to face Gabi, quickly shaking his head.

"C'mon partner! I know love when I see it! Hey! Tell you what. I'm going to help you!"

Vivo's eyes widened, "What!? No! That would go horribly wrong. I don't even know them- What if they don't like me!"

"Oh this is so exciting! Let's go Vivo! Our second mission! The mission of love!" Gabi grabbed Vivo and biked back home as Vivo kept mumbling to himself about how wrong this could all go.

Before Vivo even knew it, Gabi was ringing the doorbell to their neighbor's house. A boy, whom Vivo knew as your owner, opened the door.............................................................

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#vivo #x reader #reader #kinkajou

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Batfam x Cat! Reader

This is from my X Oneshots Book on Quotev and Wattpad!

Batfam (slight Justice League) x Cat! Reader

Requested: No

You are a cat, more specifically a kitten. Not an ordinary one of course. Don't mind if things aren't exactly accurate okay? I tried.

Fem cat reader.

I got really into writing this one so it's really long. Sorry not sorry!

The cat pics are you! (From A Whisker Away)

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Bruce first found you while he was running around as Batman, chasing after a weird crazy scientist that was doing experiments he shouldn't be doing in Gotham. You know, like kidnapping civilians for experiments, using them as bait for other experiments, or worse, as food.

You were sitting there in a testing chamber, lying down as you heard ruckus going on through the glass door. You couldn't be bothered to stand up and check, you knew there wouldn't be any point since you would still be in the same room.

But then a man in black came walking by, looking around wearily. He spotted you and looked at your small form and easily caught your interest. This was not the same lab coat wearing man you were familiar with.

Glancing at the label to the right, which said Project 39, he grabbed the files there and briefly read it (the most recent notes).

- Did not have any reaction to any supplements given - Shows no aggression to the bait given - Maybe powers or mutation in a dormant stage?

But at the end it stated - Project Failed. Might use for bait with other objects (potential food?)

With that information, Bruce quickly opened the door, scooped you up with one hand and brought you with him.

When he entered the building to rescue the civilians, he found he was too late. He had already caught and tied up the scientist, waiting for the police to arrive. Bruce had decided to explore the building more for things he missed, perhaps find other civilians or find the projects and lock them up for safety.

But alas, the scientist did not want anyone else looking at his uncompleted projects and hit a button, brutally killing each one. Each one died to a weird gas that was then sucked away by the vents, leaving no evidence. Well, each one was affected except for one. You.

Bruce didn't know about the gas, therefore he didn't know how each project died, if they were alive before he was there, etc. However, knowing that he could at least save one life, even if it wasn't human, made him feel better. Just by a little bit.

You snuggled into the chair of the bat mobile as he drove you to your new home, the Wayne Manor. He let you go off for a few days exploring the manor, knowing that you needed to get used to your surroundings. Plus, this way he could observe you and your behavior, just in case that scientist missed something.

You constantly scratched at the hard metal collar given to you by the scientist, clearly uncomfortable. Bruce managed to take it off of you and replace it with a much more comfortable one that came with a tag in the shape of a bat that had contact info.

Watching you over the span of a few days, Bruce realized you were just an ordinary kitten. An ordinary kitten that had became a part of Bruce's family. When he needed a break from paperwork, you always found him and that ended up with him playing with you and a feather attached to a stick by a string.

Alfred also enjoyed your company. You were a playful and well behaved cat, never making a mess like he expected you to do (pushing vases off of tables, or cups, plates, anything fragile that could break really). If Alfred had some time to relax (which was rarely) he would be found with you on his lap, purring softly to his delightful strokes along your back.

Sometimes you would go off for a few days being missing, before coming back and walking around the manor as if you hadn't been gone at all. Bruce put a tracker on you and had learnt you just go out and about Gotham, but you always returned home after a few days (limit being 3 days).

Meeting Bruce's boys were... Hectic...............................................

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#bruce wayne #x reader #batfam #reader insert #alfred pennyworth #batfamily #batboys #cat reader #reader

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Avengers x Fem Reader (Platonic)

This is from my X Reader Oneshots book on Quotev and Wattpad

Avengers x Fem Reader (Platonic) Peter is technically not an Avenger, but he's there too.

Requested: Nope

Not edited. Can't be bothered.

Reader is known amongst the Avengers as the calmest one in the group. When they want to feel calm or want to cool down they just hang out with her. But other than that, they find that after knowing her for a long time, they have never seen Reader angry. The task? How long will it take until Reader finally breaks and gets angry after a few harmless pranks and teasing?

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(Avengers Tower)

"Y/N!"

The sudden call of her name made the (hair colored) girl turn around, finding an approaching figure running towards her.

"Peter what's wrong?"

Peter stopped right in front of her looking guilty. "I'm really sorry.. The Spiderman drawing you gave me- during a- I-"

"Peter, calm down. Just tell me what happened."

"I- I brought the drawing you made of me to school to show Ned and MJ because MJ wanted some drawing inspiration and Ned thought it was cool by the way- But then after that I was out as Spiderman after school because there was a bad guy so I left my bag in an alleyway. Some things led to another and it might have gotten destroyed...

I'M SORRY! I knew you spent a lot of time making it and it looked really good and professional and-"

"Kid, calm down. Y/n isn't going to get angry at you just for that." Peter and Y/n turned their heads to the figure at the living room door. Tony Stark. He walked passed them to the kitchen as Y/n sighed and nodded before looking back at Peter.

"He isn't wrong-"

"Of course I'm right-"

"Tony shush, I'm speaking right now.. I'm not mad at you at all Peter. Besides, I scan all the drawings I finish so I could always send you another copy."

Peter sighed in relief before giving Y/n a tight hug. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou-"

"Don't you have somewhere to be right now kid?" Tony interrupted, causing Peter to let go before nervously smiling.

"Yes, I- urm. I'm going to go now. See you later Mr. Stark! Y/n!" Peter rushed out the door as Tony raised an eyebrow.

"Since when did he start calling you Y/n?"

"Since I asked him too instead of calling me by my hero name outside of work. Well, I've got some paperwork to get done. See you Tony."

It was the afternoon and coincidentally, all of the Avengers, minus Y/n, were hanging out in the living room. It was pure chaos. Fighting over tv rights, couch rights, annoying fellow Avengers, Bruce almost turning green, etc. And it was creating a big mess as well. But all the fighting came to an end when they all heard the clearing of a throat.

Y/n stood there at the doorway, looking unimpressed with her fellow Avengers while scanning the mess. Then, she just left, leaving the room in a state of sudden calmness. The Avengers all returned to their senses and found themselves sitting, just relaxing in the sudden calm atmosphere. Well, until Clint spoke up and point out what was left unspoken.

"I don't think I've ever seen Y/n angry before."

It was silent as all the Avengers thought over those words before Steve huffed. "I don't think I want to witness Y/n ever being angry." Some nodded in agreement to Steve's words.

"But I kind of want to see what it would be like." Spoke Tony. And you know when Tony is suddenly interested it would have turned into a competition, which is what happened.........

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#the avengers #avengers #reader #x reader #reader insert #nick fury #spiderman #peter parker #avenger reader

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Rita Skeeter x Student Fem Reader (Platonic)

This is from my X Reader Oneshots book on Quotev or Wattpad!

Rita Skeeter x Student Female Reader (Platonic)

Requested by: Rugratsfan101 

Could you do a platonic Harry Potter one of Movie!Rita Skeeter and Female Student Reader where the two have lunch together and after finishing lunch, the two talk as Rita smokes a cigarette with a fancy cigarette holder. Rita is supposed to be interviewing the reader but they end up bonding by having a burping contest and Rita makes the reader laugh by burping the alphabet and the two form a cool aunt-niece type relationship?

So this is supposed to be the movie Rita Skeeter, but unfortunately for me I really can't get into her character and I don't really know the difference between the book Rita and the movie Rita so... please forgive me if Rita Skeeter is out of character. She's also going to be a bit more nicer than portrayed so yeah. A bit of angst, fluff, bonding, yup. Okay, let's get into it-

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Being a Gryffindor meant that you often saw Harry Potter and his friends, more often than not. Being just 2 years above them, you took it as a little job to help them get used to everything. You were the go to for Gryffindor's with problems and needed help without getting in trouble (unlike Percy who would probably deduct house points for breaking the rules and misbehaving). 

That led to bailing out the Weasley twins sometimes when they were in trouble, helping Neville with potions, finding the right books in the library for Hermione, and giving advice to Harry Potter when he asked. 

But you had never expected in your 6th year at Hogwarts to be sitting down in Honeydukes with Rita Skeeter. 

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Originally, you were just enjoying your butterbeer by yourself, caught up in your own thoughts when the woman sat down in the chair in front of you. In her hand was a long, black, fancy cigarette holder, the cigarette placed at the end. 

She had her notebook out and ordered lunch for the two of you, despite your confusion and your several attempts to leave. Being straightforward, she went on to interviewing you. 

"Lovely scarf you've got there, Gryffindor I presume. Rita Skeeter, from the Daily Prophet." 

"Y/n L/n, and yes, I am in Gryffindor."

"Wonderful. That must mean you've seen Harry Potter around. Are you two friends?" A puff of smoke emitted from the cigarette as you discreetly looked around for a no smoking sign before deciding to answer the question.  

"I suppose we're friends. I've seen him around the common room and talked to him for a bit-" 

"Great, would you say that, from his behavior, he's still troubled by his past? Is the pressure of winning the Triwizard Tournament getting to him? Did he mention how he got his name into the goblet?" 

"Um-" 

Caught of guard by the multiple questions, you watched as the quill wrote exaggerated words, a distraught expression on the shy Gryffindor's face as she thought about my words. Being kind I placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile, gently telling her to take her time.  

Paying no mind to the words, you watched as she sipped her butterbeer before letting out a burp and a excuse me. Laughing at the difference of personalities from what was written and what was in front of you, you shook your head as she asked you what was funny. 

"That was horrible. Here, let me show you a proper burp." 

Which led to this moment. Rita Skeeter burping loudly with a Hogwarts student as onlookers glanced with slight disgust, amusement and confusion.............

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#rita skeeter #harry potter #hp #reader #reader insert #x reader #platonic #student reader

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Technoblade x Child Reader (Platonic)

This is from my X Reader Oneshots book on Quotev or Wattpad!

Technoblade x Child Reader (Platonic)

Requested: No

Reader gets into some trouble and Techno comes to save the day. 

Reader has no specific gender. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Techno..? Where'd you go..?" 

A small (hair color) child looked behind a door, searching for the pink haired male. Y/n had just logged onto the Dream SMP to do some lore and got into it straight away. 

It wasn't expected that Dream would allow and invite a small 9 year old onto the server and it brought some big discussion between the members of the Dream SMP. 

An innocent child? In the middle of this roleplay? The kid might take it way too seriously and have their feelings hurt! 

These were some of the worries the more mature members had, but Dream reassured them that you would fit in just fine. He had seen the videos that you had posted on your small channel of around 5k subscribers, and he had seen enough to know that you knew and understood the terms of roleplay. A mature, yet innocent 9 year old. 

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Technoblade still remembers when they first met the kid. Tommy was the one who introduced him to the small child, who was much quieter when talking to him. But after a while, it seemed that young Y/n had taken a liking to Technoblade and no longer wished to follow Tommy to complete the tour of the SMP. 

Y/n had very much reminded Techno of his own younger sibling in real life, which is why Y/n seemed to be his favorite on the SMP. They had done much together. Techno helped them get their own horse and Y/n, in return, brought back blocks and items they thought he would need.

─── ∙ ~εïз~ ∙ ───

Deciding that the room was empty and did not have their friend inside, small Y/n made their way outside of the house that they shared with Techno. Maybe he was visiting Philza. Stepping out into the snow they saw in the distance a few people coming towards them holding axes. 

Recognizing one of the people they went to greet them.

"Ghostbur! Hi!" 

"Hello Y/n. Would you like some blue?" 

"Oh! I think I have enough blue for now, but thank you!" 

A man wearing a butchers outfit approached them. 

"Hey, do you know where Techno is at the moment?" 

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#techno #technoblade #c!techno #reader #reader insert #x reader #dreamsmp #x child reader #platonic

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Rock Goat :3

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Made some art on another fanfiction! 

The fanfiction: (Saiki K x Fem Reader: You Weirdo) https://www.quotev.com/story/13732509/Saiki-K-X-Fem-Reader-You-Weirdo 

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Not my best work but I made some art for a streamer I watch. 

https://www.twitch.tv/blueshalo

#twitch #stream #streaming #art #fanart

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Made some fanart for a quotev book I’m reading-

FLOWER-platonic-mcyt-x-corpse-husband-sister-reader

#kanao tsuyuri #corpse #fanart