Dean Winchester

If you don't risk anything you can lose it all. Life is full of making risks to gain things. Everyday we step outside you are taking a risk in this world. See stepping out you could get in an accident. Get run over. Get shot. But if you lock yourself away inside to hide away from the risks of life you are risking so much more.

Risking missing out on love. Risking missing out on life. See you hide away you aren't living, you are just existing. I know this well because it is how I spent life. Avoiding things. Now I have less then a year to live and I finally found love. I never risked my heart because of my job, and now I lose everything.

Maybe I will get lucky and Sam will find a way out of this for me. I'll get to see my little girl Mary grow up. One can hope right?

Dean Winchester // Supernatural // 158 Words

Dean stood shotgun on his shoulder as he waited for this ghost to appear. His eyes glanced towards Bela as she stood close. He wasn't sure why he was helping this woman. She had betrayed him and Sam. Used them to obtain something she needed. She got herself into this mess and really he wondered if he should just grab Sam and go. Though Dean knew well enough he wouldn't have truly been able to walk away and let someone die. Damn him and his morals, morals his dad had given him. He could see lightning flashing in the sky off in the distance. Looking up as the rain began to fall he told Bela to stay close.

When the ghost appeared he went to step in the way and felt himself slammed back. His back cracked, and ached. He stood just in time to see the ghost touch Bela and her start coughing up water. Drowning without being emersed in water. He heard Sam chanting and reading. Urging Sam to read faster. Damnit another wasn't going to die while he stood by and watched. Not after the guy. When it was all over he looked up in time to see the lightning getting closer.

Ten thousand dollars richer, and a clear conscience.

Dean Winchester // Supernatural // 213 Words

Dean's accepted the fact he's only got a year. He made that choice gladly for the life of his little brother Sam. Maybe he acted selfishly at the time and just didn't want to be alone. He'd already lost so much during this whole ordeal. He'd lost his mother, his father, a normal life, and then Sam. The one thing he had to live for, the one job he had was to protect him and he had failed. Dean didn't want to go through life alone, he had to have his brother.

He expected to get more time, he'd love to have more time. Him being who he was oh the bitch used it to her advantage. A year and he took it, it was better then not having Sammy. Better then feeling like he failed his baby brother, failed his father, failed his mother by letting Sam die. He was selfish and he knew it.

Though he nearly broke down when Sam confronted him, he never thought what it would do to Sam. What he'd feel like after his year was up. How much it would tear him up inside that he knew Dean died because he sacrificed himself to bring him back. He knew how he felt when his dad had done it for him. He felt a sharp pang of guilt that his father had died just to save him. Now he was doing the same to Sam. Yet he still felt selfish, it was a year he had fought his fight and now he wanted to get as many of these demons that got out that he could. Maybe by the time his year was up things would be good and Sam could settle down.

He ached though that he'd never see his brother find happiness, he hoped Sam found a girl and got married. Hoped he had some kids, and maybe, just maybe they'd have a little boy and name him Dean after the uncle he'd never know. He could only hope. For now they had work to do.

It had been the hardest decision he made. It had gone against everything he was taught, but he had chosen his path.

Dean Winchester // Supernatural // 362 words

My home is pretty much a sleek black shiny Impala. She's my baby. She actually says a lot about me.


She says I travel a lot so I have no stable home she's the stablest thing I got. She's the constant. I mean sure there are the hotel rooms along the way, different states, different cities, different rooms. My baby she's always there, always the same. She's the one thing I can count on.

She shows my tastes in things. She's a 1967 Chevy Impala that shows off my love for the classics. My cassette tape collection she holds onto for me with my Motorhead, ACDC, and Metallica to list a few. They fit her just as they fit me. Sure I could get a CD player put into her but why? The cassette deck suits her just fine. CD's are too modernized it'd be ruining her. And with the quick stops I have to make? The CD would skip, other CD's would be tossed around and get scratched then I'm shit out of luck.

She also says I eat on the go a lot by the burger wrappers and styrofoam containers and cups that can litter her until yes I do clean my baby up. She also shows I like my coffee because there are empty coffee cups galore all around.

She's my home, she gets me from job to job. She's my roof over my head when I need to pull over and sleep.

Dean Winchester//Supernatural//242 Words

My name depends on what ID I'm showing and who you are. Seriously name's Winchester, Dean Winchester. *fake british accent*


Seriously. I'm Dean. Not much I can tell you, because there isn't much you'd believe about what I do. Let's just say I work the family business, and I save people. Whether they know it or not. I have my baby brother Sammy along for the ride.


And what a sweet ride my baby is. Sleek. Black. Purrs like a kitten. my 1967 Chevy Impala. She's a beauty.

Anything you want to know, ask I may answer if I think you can handle it. Though no promises I won't have to kill you afterward. I'm kidding! Really.


Dean is from Eric Kripke's Supernatural. Excuse his warped sense of humor lol. He is available for rp and the like and whatnot.

I regret not being able to keep Sammy safe, not like I promised. I always told him I wouldn't let anything bad happen to him and I failed that time and time again. The time Meg posessed him, then when old Yellow Eyes took him to Cold Oak. That's the time I regret the most. I took my eyes off of him for a brief moment because of the god damned radio. I looked around when part of me was screaming to just get out of the car and go inside, because he was still there. He was still safe and all it took was a brief look away for him to be gone.

I tried my best to find him, couldn't think of anywhere. Everything on the demon front was quiet. Hell if it wasn't for Andy Gallagher I might never have found him. It was him sending me those little flashes, and Bobby knowing about the bell. Though that, those vision flashes do hurt like a bitch. Now I know why Sammy was always in pain.

We rushed to get there, fast as we could. I was too late. Jake got to Sam because of me. My baby brother died because I failed at keeping him safe. That's my biggest regret, failing not just my brother but my family.

Dean Winchester
Supernatural
219 Words