Decades - Creative Writing 11It was a shockingly cool day in Ohio, not much disturbing the time of peace. After all, love was in the air, as it was February 14th, also known as Valentine’s Day. The year was 1969, and everyone was feeling the love today. At least, most everyone was. Unfortunately, not the woman who drove along the road in her black, 1967 Chevy Impala, listening to The Beatles as she went.Decades - Creative Writing 118 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She hummed along to the song, keeping her eyes on the road as she sat along in her car. She could hear some of her ‘tools’ moving around in the trunk due to the bumpy road. These ‘tools’ were weapons. Knives, guns, and others one would consider deadly, like Holy Water. You see, she didn’t have an average job, nor was she a house wife. She was a Hunter, a person within a special group whom all devote their lives to hunting supernatural creatures, and protecting mortals from them.
The job didn’t really pay anything since
Cake and Pie chapter 4The drive home is unbearable- Sam behind the wheel, staring straight ahead out at the road, silent and seething; Dean in the passenger's seat, light-headed feeling due to booze and a mind-blowing orgasm against a brick wall battling against rising panic at being caught in the act; and Castiel in the backseat, silent and stone-faced, eyes downcast, refusing to meet anyone's gaze. It isn't a long drive from the bar back to Dean's house, twenty minutes tops, but this drive surpasses all the cross-country road trips with his seething father and teenage-angst ridden little brother of his childhood in its awkward badness. The silence is oppressive, the radio not even turned on, as if Sam wants them to stew in the thoughts of their debauchery.Cake and Pie chapter 48 hours ago in Romance More Like This
Little late on that one, Dean thinks. Months late, really. Dean has already had his big gay panic (which was much more a little gay panic because who could get worked up over the inability to say no to those gorgeous blue eyes and soft pink lips?), as w
Five Minutes - Creative Writing 4The father of the young boy smiled, pulling the car to a stop as he looked at his dear wife and son. “Alright, we’re here.” He chuckles softly. The young boy wastes no time jumping out of the back seat, running at full speed into the well-lit park.Five Minutes - Creative Writing 49 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Joseph Collins, the father, opens his door, getting out of the cold car and taking a deep breath of the cool night air. He then walks over to his wife’s door, opening it for her and helping her out. “Honey, why are we here?” She asks, looking around.
“You did day you wanted to spend some family time outdoors, so…” He trails off, grabbing a wooden picnic basket from the trunk. “I made a picnic for us.”
“Oh honey…” She chuckles, smiling. “You didn’t have to.”
“Exactly, I wanted to.” He says, smiling. He closes and locks the car, taking his wife Sarah’s ha
Siren 4 - When Something Seems so Wrong...When Something Seems so Wrong You Want to Do it Just to See What HappensSiren 4 - When Something Seems so Wrong...9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Of all the possible ways, upon waking up, that Carmine thought her day would end, not one of them had had anything to do with being in a legitimately haunted house with an extremely volatile Dante.
The day itself had started out a bit abnormally, as far as days went for Carmine. Lian woke her up at eight, as usual, but then picked out a sundress for her to wear—despite her insistence that New York wasn’t warm enough for her to wear it—and then, as soon as she was finished eating breakfast, told her to go wake Dante up.
That in itself was a very normal thing for one person to ask another to do, but it was a red flag to Carmine.
Not once in the six weeks she’d been living with them had anyone ever asked her to go anywhere near Dante’s bedroom, let alone wake him up before noon. Ethan seemed just as confused by Lian’s request but remained silent, as usual. Dea was smiling like so
Salus- PacisciThere was no hunt this time. There were no monsters to fuel Dean's rage. There was only a frail, failing form in his bed, and each cough that emanated wracked his body as if it were his own.Salus- Pacisci9 hours ago in Romance More Like This
He'd returned from a hunt a week ago, needing the soothing reminder that was Cas's body under his fingers, pliable to his urges. He'd needed the reminder that there could be a Heaven for him on Earth despite the damnation of his soul. He'd returned to the bunker ahead of Sam in a flurry of sulfur and smoke, storming off to his room, where he knew Cas would be waiting for him. Only that he wasn't. The room was immaculate, unlived in. Dean called out, but there was no answer. Irritation crept in to intermingle with the rage. He made his way to the kitchen, barely containing that sea of red burning behind his eyes, thinking that perhaps Cas was there. After all, he had to eat now-a-days. No such luck. Biting back a growl, he teleported to the library, another one of the fallen angel's frequent haunts.
Supernatural x reader(part 1) Stranger"Hey Ellen" both boys said as they walked through the door to the roadhouse.Supernatural x reader(part 1) Stranger9 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
As they looked around they noticed that the bar was empty other than Ellen and Them.
"Hey Sam, Dean" Ellen smiled at them as they made their way to the bar and sat on the stools."what's up?"
"Nothing much, we were just passing by and we thought we might come and visit" Sam answered "we also thought we could find job here"
Ellen nodded and went to go get the folder full of hunts that needed to be done.
"Oh and Ellen?" Dean said when she came back folder in hand "two beers".
"Sure thing" she answered back with a nod and went to go get their drinks.
Just as the boys started their beers Jo walked in with a first aid kit in her hands, some blood on her shirt and a worried face.
"Hey Jo, what happened to you?" Dean asked as he took a sip of his beer.
Jo completely ignored him and went to Ellen "I'm gonna need a bottle of whiskey and a new set of clean clothes" she told her quickly and ran of to Ash's room still igno
True pairCoulder tended his small campfire as he sat in the wooded area after a hunt, his short hair slightly blowing in the breeze when the sound of wings flapping occurred behind him. Coulder grabbed the angel blade he had stashed in his bag then spun around to see that Lucifer was standing behind him with a smirk plastered on his face.True pair9 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
"What are you doing here?" Coulder barked out after nearly having a heart attack
"I came to see what you were doing, ever since Drade freed me from the pit I've got some extra time on my hands" Lucifer explained simply
"Well, not much to see here, I'm simply camping out until I get another job" Coulder explained back, putting the blade beside him on the ground.
"I'd like to join you, if that's alright?" Lucifer wondered standing beside Coulder
"Sure, why not" Coulder offered gesturing for Lucifer to sit down to which the archangel did
Lucifer sat next to Coulder enjoying the subtle glow of the fire watching as the young man gently tended to it then prepped som
Early morningYou felt the bed shift beside you indicating that your boyfriend slash archangel was awake then his cool hand lightly brushed your cheek confirming it. You mumble into the pillow sleepily for 10 more minutes only to feel cool lips press to your neck so you swat lightly to get him to leave you be earning a humph from him.Early morning9 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Come now love...time to get up" He chimed low in your ear before giving it a teasing nip while slowly moving the sheets off you with his hand.
"Don't wanna" You mumble back shoving your face into the pillow even more
"You told me to get you up no matter what this morning,” Lucifer reminded you
"I lied!" You murmured into the pillow
You waited for a response but when none came and the bed shifted to indicate that he had gotten up you assumed that Lucifer had given up. You smiled in triumph as you snuggled back into the bed in hopes of a few more hours of sleep until that is you felt the bed slightly sink beside you again.
"GOOD MORNING! VIETNAM!" Lucifer shouted
Dean x Reader ~~ATTENTION: I AM ONLY ON SEASON THREE. NO SPOILERS PLEASE. THIS IS ALL IDEAS IN MY WEIRD LITTLE HEAD~~Dean x Reader 9 hours ago in Romance More Like This
Dean knew he shouldn't have brought Y/N to this hunt, but she refused to listen and went anyway. The whole time he begged her to stay back, and she wouldn't listen. Now Dean's nightmares where coming true. The spirit had Y/N pinned against the wall,blood dripping down her torso. Sam was knocked unconscious and bleeding. Meanwhile, Dean was on the floor also, not knocked out but close enough, The sight of Y/N suffering sent him in a frenzy. There was more spirits coming, and Dean was ready to take his revenge on all of them. The spirits were stronger than he and Sam had imagined. Dean reached for the pistol loaded with rock salt that had been knocked out of his hands, and succeeded in grabbing it as more spirits came. "Hey!" Dean shouted, distracting the spirit holding Y/N. He let his anger take control of him, "You mess with her, and you personally start a war with me." He fired the