The Clockwork Heart (Germany x Doll!Reader)The Clockwork Heart (Germany x Doll!Reader)5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What am I?"
Not who, but what.
"A doll. I made you."
You ingest this news with an impassive face, though since it is made of sheet metal, the blonde man supposes that it would be hard for you to properly emote. You lift a hand to inspect it. It is meticulously crafted, as would be inspected from one of the top engineers around. It would almost be able to pass for a real human hand, if not for the obvious artificial joints used to craft together your fingers and knuckles. Now another question comes.
"Why did you make me?"
He doesn't answer.
He doesn't answer because he just can't bring himself to tell you he did not mean to bring you to life.
"Who are you?" you now ask, taking in the features of your apparent creator.
There is a slight tint of pink to his pale cheeks, which offsets his somewhat somber expression. He glances at you with piercing blue eyes, this mechanical miracle, and he knows that he owes you as best an explanation as he can offer, under these strange circumstanc
Just Dessert: Human!Castiel x Reader (oneshot)You were standing in the cramped motel kitchen, whipping up a box of brownies for the boys when they got back tonight. You’d already fed Cas and yourself with fishsticks and microwave vegetables. Sam and Dean probably stopped off for burgers somewhere, so no need to worry about those bottomless pits. You smiled to yourself to think about how surprised they were going to be to stagger back to the smell of chocolate…Just Dessert: Human!Castiel x Reader (oneshot)3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You jumped, almost dropping the bowl. Even though Cas was a human, he still had the freaky ability to sneak up on and scare the crap outta you. This was the third time he’d scared you tonight alone. You let out an agitated sigh.
"What is it, Cas—?"
You turned to look at him, not realizing how close he was standing behind you. Your eyes went wide as Castiels face dipped down towards yours. For a panicked second, you thought he was going to kiss you so when he bumped his nose against yours in a gentle Eskimo kiss you were stunned. He pulled ba
Quick-Undo-TG Caption shortQuick-Undo-TG Caption short3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kelly and Kristen were still on the couch making out when Kelly’s phone rang. Kristen crawled over to the phone to check who was calling. She looked up at Kelly shocked. “It’s your parents.”
“What?” Kelly said hopping up to join Kristen.
The phone stopped ringing and was replaced by a ring from a text. Kelly opened his phone and read the text out loud.
“Hey Kelly, we should be arriving at the house in about 15 minutes. See you when we get there.”
Kelly and Kristen gave each other looks of worry. “Shit,” They said in unison.
The couple both jumped up and started cleaning up the mess they had made over the last two days.
“I thought you said your parents weren’t coming back for another couple of hours?” Kristen said clearing off the coffee table.
“I said that a couple of hours ago!” Kelly yelled from the kitchen speedily washing dishes. “Must’ve lost track of time, you’re a really g
Involuntary Game Testing: Janus into Samus TGInvoluntary Game Testing: Janus into Samus TG5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Involuntary Game Testing; Janus into Samus
A Smash Bros TG Story by JanusofthePaleFlames
It was a nice Friday afternoon in his somewhat-small existence as a semi-proud New Yorker. The breeze was strong, but it carried a southern warmth that pleased his cold-ridden hide, which had not two weeks ago braved below-freezing temperatures, followed by two major-degrees of common, yearly illnesses. Such was the price for conserving extra time for hobbies.
Janus was sitting at his desk, comprised of fake, smoked glass, silver metal frames and a shelf loaded with writing books, a dictionary, and a “borrowed”, wooden, dinning chair. Like always, he checked his email, website messages, and at least one of the several on-going web comics he liked to view. Since it was Friday, that meant it was also payday, so he spent an extra couple minutes viewing his bank and credit card accounts to make sure things were in order. As a part-time writer, and a full-time thinker, h
Dean's Pie: Dean x Reader oneshotThe can hissed as your pressed the nozzle down and swirled a generous amount of whipped cream over your microwaved slice of apple pie. It was the last slice… You were craving something sweet. You shoved the can of cream back into the fridge, a naughty smile on your lips as you scurried across the bunker to hide behind a bookshelf and eat your pie in secret.Dean's Pie: Dean x Reader oneshot3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
You slid low into a chair, pulling your knees into your chest and trying to make yourself as small as possible. If Dean caught you sneaking the last slice of pie, you were dead. The forbiddenness of it all made the pie even sweeter.
Your fork scraped against the plate as you took the first bite. Your eyes rolled in ecstasy. It was the perfect blend of caramelized apple and cinnamon. It was surprisingly delicious, despite being a gas station dessert. You couldn’t help but sigh through your nose and slump back.
‘I feel like I need a cigarette,’ you thought to yourself with amusement. Seriously. This pie was li
Into the Anaconda's BellyInto the Anaconda's Belly2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Akasha's jaws continued to work their way over what was left of her dinner. With most of my body already deep inside her, the throat muscles were doing most of the work now – peristalsis massaging me deeper into the depths of the hungry snake. With every swallow she made a rippling wave surged through her throat muscles and I would be forced a few inches further. It was a slow, tedious trip through the incredibly tight passage.
Akasha was known as the 'Dragon-Eater' around these parts, and she was certainly living up to her name in this situation. I had only stopped for a quick drink and before I knew it she was upon me, and already had my head in her maw. She obviously didn't think me much of a threat, as she never even bothered to constrict me first!
I grumbled to myself as I thought of how humiliating this was. I couldn't really do much besides think actually. My wings were pressed almost uncomfortably against my sides by her esophagus, and my legs were dangling help
Salty Kisses: Castiel x Reader (oneshot)It was a ramen noodle kind of night.Salty Kisses: Castiel x Reader (oneshot)3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You'd been sitting in the bunker at one of the big oak tables for a few hours now. Books were laying open corner to corner as well as old documents and your personal notebook, where you were jotting down any information that was relevant to the current hunt Sam and Dean were on. None of you had ever seen this kind of monster before so you had to do some digging while the Winchester's went out to do damage control.
You wore an over sized flannel (courtesy of Sam) and some dangerously small denim shorts. Your stomach growled and you glanced up from your work to stare at the Styrofoam cup where your dinner was currently stewing in hot water. Your mouth watered and you started bouncing your leg, imagining how salty and delicious the stringy noodles were going to taste. You especially loved the tiny rectangles of freeze-dried carrot...
Unable to wait a moment longer, you pulled the cup toward you and tore the lid off the rest of the way. A cloud of steam
Attack on Titan: Jean x reader: Foot rubs (pt.1??)Attack on Titan: Jean x reader: Foot rubs (pt.1??)1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Coming back from an expedition was a surreal experience sometimes. You left the safety of your home inside the walls for weeks' worth of time of sleeping with one eye open constantly; never being able to take refuge even when your squad surrounded you and gave their silent promise to keep you safe as you did for them - it was by no means an inviting living situation, but it was better than not feeling united with them at all. While the lives that were lost and to be lost was not in their control, they tried to offer some form of comfort by reassuring you wouldn't be left behind. You mindlessly did the same, agreeing to never turn your back on a fellow soldier. But you all knew. You knew it wasn't up to anyone but fate. You didn't have the most enthusiastically driven personality, but you were by far one of the most dedicated; making it somewhat hard for you to adjust to silence when you finally returned "home". It was afternoon, clouds were rolling in right on time to mourn the ones go
Loyally His Slave, 'Til Death(Caliborn x Reader)Caliborn x Slave!ReaderLoyally His Slave, 'Til Death(Caliborn x Reader)2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
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I'm a pitiful creäture, I know because I love him despite how he treats me. My lord, my master, my old 'friend', I have loved him and stood by his side since we could walk. And, as pathetic as I am, I want my death to be by his hand because I want him to be the last thing I see.
"Please, become my lady in waiting, it will stop your abuse." Pleads Muse Calliope as she bandages my newest wounds. "My brother can't treat you this way if you just leave his service for mine."
"I can't leave Lord Caliborn, I have stood by his side since we could walk. And . . . and he needs me, he just won't say it." I felt tears burn the back of my eyes. Why could he not accept that he needed me? I am a vital part of his life, the only one that has yet to try to kill him and I soothe him when he needs it. "I must stand by him for his sake, it doesn't matter what happens to me."
Gabriel x Child!Reader x Balthazar Guardian AngelsYou were tired of this. You had to leave. Get away from this place as fast as possible.Gabriel x Child!Reader x Balthazar Guardian Angels1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were 6 years old.
Your parents paid no mind to you even though you were their youngest and only daughter. They never seemed to break the wall between you and them.
You were a Winchester.
Children are supposed to love their parents and in return the parents would pay attention to the young one.
All your mother cared about was Sam doing well in school and making him the perfect little child. She paid you no mind while she pampered the middle Winchester. Every little thing he did he received an award for.
Your father, on the other hand, had to show Dean the ropes of hunting and handling equipment. He hopes that Dean will carry on the family business, while he shooed you off and let the men handle the big guns.
You were just so done being the invisible child.
So this is what you did you attempted an escape.
You made sure you parents had fallen into a peace
Brother! Winchesters x reader OverprotectiveYou walked down the stairs of Bobby's house ready to go to the grocery store. You wore a black tank top and shorty navy shorty shorts with black combat boots. Looking as bad ass as ever.Brother! Winchesters x reader Overprotective2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You took your small purse with enough money to buy you and your brothers enough food to last you guys to the next destination. Walking into the kitchen to grab your phone you spot the boys working on figuring out the next case. That is until they caught you with what your wearing...
'What the Hell are you wearing?' Dean asks you as you walk to grab your phone from the table.
'Clothes what does it look like?' You retort. 'I'm going to the store to buys us some food you guys want anything?'
'Um... how about for you to change your clothes. Cause you're not going like that' Dean says protectively. With him being the eldest he feels the need to watch over you. You look over to Sam for some help.
'He's right (name). We can't afford to have something bad happen to you.
Attack on Titan: Dark!MarcoxReaderxJean PREVIEWAttack on Titan: Dark!MarcoxReaderxJean PREVIEW1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your clean, un-touched blades fell to the ground - gas tanks empty from pointless running away. You couldn't find the will to move your feet, you were terrified. You began to crouch down in fear, legs shaking at the unseen battle happening just behind two abandoned houses. Jean had told you to run, yes. And you did. Why was this so much more horrifying than fighting titans? You clenched your eyes shut, you were no longer trying to hold back tears, but praying maybe you'd somehow forget where you were if you blocked it all out.
Jean sharply cut around the house while slightly tripping over his 3DMG, his boots skidding on the empty road, splaying a dust storm behind him - no, he was not dead yet, you knew he couldn't be. Jean's person hit the ground beneath him, his fist holding onto the other's collar as he brought them both to the forgotten dirt road. He had cried out in pure, un-worded fury as his fist connected with the jaw of Marco Bodt. You had always been apt to fi