Learn respect.Those who fear me all should know,
Where disrespecting me gets you to go.
I am no better than you, are you sure?
The mark of your ignorance shows you're immature.
Fear me or respect me, I do not care which,
Do not give me cause to leave you face-down in a ditch.
You cannot know what it is like, violence without limits,
I must tell you one thing - do not make me show you this.
There is an army of people, who would kill for this Reaper,
Know that of your lives; I am the Keeper.
Do not disrespect me, or you will die.
And remember - it is disrespect to ask why.
This one is Mine.I see the look in your eye as you follow her around the room,This one is Mine. in Free Verse More Like This
I saw the poem you wrote, and told her she'd know whom.
Who it was for is what she asked, and walked off without a clue,
And you stared at her back whispering "I love you.".
Well, I'm going to be nice and give you a warning here,
This one is mine, and only mine, do I make myself clear?
I know she loves me more than words can express,
And I tell you, she is mine, that girl in that dress.
I read that poem, and I must tell you something,
I love her, and she loves me, for me she would do anything.
So, whatever you're waiting for, the right place, the right time?
Stop waiting, because I'm not letting go, I'm telling you. She's mine.
The Night Of Silence.Loud music blaring, older children scaring.The Night Of Silence. in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
It is the night of all Hallow's eve, when we believe the lies we weave.
Parties continue well into the night, but it is different tonight.
At midnight, there's a sudden hush, and shadow snuffs out the light.
The dark is rising, just another lost warning.
Demons blend in, walking side by side with masked human.
All Hallow's has come, but no one knows to run.
The dark is rising, just a forgotten warning.
The dark snuffs out the light, and shall wreak havoc tonight.
All Hallow's has come, and no one remembers to run.
The dark is rising, and the precious light is falling.
All Hallow's has come, and the massacre, has begun.
The Little French Rose.There was a woman you never knew,The Little French Rose. in Free Verse More Like This
She was so small she lived inside a shoe.
Although she was small she was as nice as they come,
She was small and beautiful, like a rosebud will become.
She was fragile for her size, or so they say,
But she got on with her life anyway.
She didn't have much, nor did she ask for it.
The Little French Rose had all she needed.
Why I never shut up.Knowledge speaks but wisdom listens and ignorance is bliss.Why I never shut up. in Free Verse More Like This
It is this combination of quotes that explain my life.
Why I never shut up, I know too much, I don't even know how or why,
Sometimes I ramble on about something I've only just started to form.
I'm only just about to start grasping the concept, yet all I say is true,
I don't know how my mind works, but I know it can vex you.
I never shut up, because I just know so much,
I always have to be right, purely because I am right.
I have and had some weird hobbies, learning things people don't,
I have to say it's quite fun, knowing what others don't.
But you see, ignorance is bliss, and as I know more and more, I become more cynical.
I used to be a Christian, you know, devoutly religious.
Inside every cynical person, there is, however broken and damned, an idealist.
I was an idealist of religion, then I managed to work out the universe itself,
And you know what came with that knowledge? Heart breaking reality.
There is no God,
The Black XX marks the spot, the treasure on the maps,The Black X in Free Verse More Like This
This mark feeds, courage and strength it saps.
This X over the frail boy's heart,
As slowly, so slowly, they all depart.
His courage, his strength, his force of will,
Without these powers he feels quite ill.
The dark used to hold no worries for him,
But now; it suffocates and swallows him.
That one little mark had changed it all,
The boy who always belonged in the dark.
He had been stolen, consumed by it all,
That boy now belonged To The Dark.
Watching from afar.I walk the line between good and bad,Watching from afar. in Free Verse More Like This
See both sides for what they are,
I see how the absolutes drove society mad,
And I keep my cool head, watching from afar.
Here I am, in my shades of grey,
Free from predator, where it is devoid of prey,
Here I am, in my solitary confinement,
Made up of my own enlightenment.
I watch society from afar,
I wonder just how evil you all are,
As I wonder who is good and who is bad,
I realise, that absolutes, are simply mad.
Regaining.I'm regaining my positive outlook, I really am,Regaining. in Free Verse More Like This
It might seem strange at first, but it is who I am.
"Everything will get better if you smile", I believe this now,
I used to scoff at this, but I can smile now, I think they can.
You know what came with this? Bravery.
Bravery to not be shackled by my own rules,
Bravery to speak to her, to break a promise I made,
Bravery to see that sometimes, rules are wrong.
I made some long ago, and stood by them,
My values, my bible, my everything, I kept them intact.
But that was wrong, because it was the start of my pessimism,
Maybe what I did sometimes was wrong, but I had my optimism.
And now, things will get better if you smile, if you take a step,
I believe this, I cast my promises away, that's my first large step.
I was brave enough to talk to her, and I am hopeful of the outcome,
It's only optimism, but I ask you, when has smiling ever hurt anyone?
Uriel ValhallaBirth name: Uriel ValhallaUriel Valhalla in Profiles More Like This
Taken name: Azrael Vanguard.
(He suggests that all arcane users take a name for the war to discard after, so that the acts they commit during the war do not reflect on their own character, war is not perfect nor strategic, it is simply killing, killing on a grand scale, and he does not want people to have their acts of heroism, that give them nightmares for what they did to those people, to plague them until the end of their days.)
Appearance: The old description was as follows: Uriel is a tall but kindly man, who is often seen smiling around his palace. Although his stature can be intimidating, there was never anything intimidating about him until the new war came. His blonde hair used to be untamed at times, but he never bothered to fix it, he never had a regimented hairstyle and often had stubble on his chin, saying he'd forgotten to shave that day. He was loved by all in the Palace. Then... He chang
Who what when where why or how.You're just another faceless one, hidden in the crowd,Who what when where why or how. in Free Verse More Like This
No one cares about you, or why you act so proud.
No one knows who you are, you're just another face,
You could just disappear without a trace.
The blood red sky in your mind's eye,
It's always there but you don't know why.
You're just a part of a bigger whole,
And your heart is as black as coal.
You play dress-up with your top hat and cane,
But you can take it off and disappear again.
You're never noticed no matter what you wear,
It's a source of their contempt and your despair.
You could just disappear right now,
No matter who what when where why or how.
I would've been.I would've been a masterpiece if it wasn't for the tear,I would've been. in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know why I tell you this, it's not like you care.
I would've been a legend if it wasn't for the time,
Age of heroes has come and gone, all I can do now is rhyme.
I would've made something of myself, if I'd had the motivation,
But now, I just lie in wait, awaiting even more degradation.
I could've been someone, or something, I know I could,
But right now, it's all talk, all "Could, should, would."
Then there's that "if" or that "but" getting in the way,
I could've been a masterpiece, but here I am, rotting away.
No one even gives me a second glance,
I'm not a famous one like Rembrandt's.
I could've been a masterpiece if it wasn't for the tear,
If only the people looking after me had taken more care,
I could've been perfect, and remembered forever,
But now I am just a portrait, of the Forgotten Reaper.
Cold RazorsCold Razors:Cold Razors in Free Verse More Like This
Let it pierce into my flesh
The cold metal of razors
and let me carve into my skin
a wonderous design of love
Love for the pain which I inflict upon myself
Love for the disgusting toxin which I bleed from deep within me
Love for all the people that remind me everyday of how pointless my existence is
Oh, I'm sorry, did you want to say something too?
Did you want to enjoy of this toxic waste?
This nauseating poisonous sulphurous odious mixture of noxious FUMES!
Ah, but you're one of the normal people aren't you
You can comb your hair without pain
You can dye it any colour you want
You can style it in any manner you please...
and yet you choose to complain?
Oh that's right, you can run too
You can run and jump and vault and swim and whatever else you feel like doing
You can enjoying the feeling of wind in your face without the need of
Ah, but that's alright, here let me sit and congratulate you
Let me pat you on the back for bringing glory to us al
Captain's HaikuCaptain's Haiku:Captain's Haiku in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Studied hard the night before
Fails the first question
Damn it, depression, die...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 27th August 2012, 12:11am (Still staring at question one)
Just for LaughsJust for Laughs:Just for Laughs in Free Verse More Like This
There once was a man named Blue
He was a gentleman living in a shoe
He decided to go out and have a drink of stout
but then he met a thug named Drew
Gimme yo' money b*tch!
Blue was taken aback by his manner of speech
where did this man learn to speak and screech?
For language is meant to be free as a bird
not harsh and cruel like his spoken word
You crazy man? I said gimme yo' money!
Now I say it good sir and I really do
must I teach you to rhyme and listen too?
Repeat after me and follow the beat
Bobby beat his best mate Pete
Look man, I dunno what you're smokin', but I said gimme the cash!
Here's a tongue twister, slickety slock,
do you stuff your pants with a dirty gym sock?
I question the bulge that you do display
perhaps you are tiny because you act this way
And so Blue was shanked by the thug that he met
quite quickly snuffed without breaking a sweat
So let this be a lesson about the way of the rhyme
being clever with words won't preve
Arguing With A MirrorArguing With A Mirror:Arguing With A Mirror in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Ah greetings mister Chen, to what do I owe this dubious pleasure?
Don't play around with me man, you know I'm outta material...
Oh? So it would seem that our mighty street thug has finally come crashing down
Have you come to apologise for putting me aside?
Perhaps you finally realised how important I am for creativity
Say whatever you want pal, but I need some juice and I need it now!
And what makes you think I'll help you this time?
If you recall correctly Chen, was it not you who pushed me out?
As far as I remember, you said you wanted to be "real"
You said that my "expertise" was not currently needed
What can I say, I'm an inconsistent freak, ain't that why we're talkin'?
Clearly your manners could use some work, you ought to be begging me!
Well sorry Johnny English, beggin' just ain't what I do y'know
Sides, let's get down to brass tacks here, you're me! If I book it, you book it
Do you believe you have some sort of h
Letting Go of YouLetting Go of You:Letting Go of You in Free Verse More Like This
You abandoned me in the past
without so much as a proper goodbye
One day you simply chose to walk out the door
and you never did come back...
I was angry then, hurting badly
I wondered if I was in some way inadequate
I wondered if you left because I am so easy to despise
and eventually my sorrow turned to anger
I wanted to become great
to show you that you made the wrong choice
to take my strength and throw it in your face
just so you would regret it
But then I saw how happy you were...
In the time we've been apart
You've made a new life for yourself
You've found someone who loves and treasures you
and upon seeing that, my anger faded...
Your smile, that which I fell in love with
is more radiant now than the morning sun
a gentle blush upon your fair cheeks
takes my breath away, just as it did so long ago
Of course, I don't hold any hope for us to be friends
I don't think that it would be appropriate for me to come back
but perhaps one day, if
You Lift Me UpYou Lift Me Up:You Lift Me Up in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When first I fell from the grace of the light
Tumbling endlessly through an uncaring sky
With wings torn from me, blotched and bloodied;
It was time for me to die...
But a bed of flowers, with the scent of lillies;
Caressing my heart with its soothing fragrance
Left me stronger and healed my wounds;
In the dark it was my radiance
It brought me back from the brink of despair
And made me forget that I would never fly
Instead I am content with these broken wings
If I may sleep where you still lie...
Here upon the ground, having faced my judgement
I am calm and collected without burden to bear
Someday I wish to return to my home
And when I do; may I take you there?
For it is a wonderous place, of miracles and mercy
Though gripped by those who are blinded by greed
I weep for them, as anyone should
For they have followed the devil's creed
It is sad to know, that they have been corrupted
Sadder still, to be denied a home
Yet the warmth of the hearts that choose to surro
Where Angels PlayWhere Angels Play:Where Angels Play in Free Verse More Like This
A lonely spark appears before me tonight
amongst the struggles deep inside of me...
Should I give in, will I breathe in?
How much more can I be forced to take
before my soul breaks?
Shards crashing into me
letting me know I am alive
I am barely breathing...
The moon lights my pathway
deep in dark, where we will fade
I've walked past the archway
Where angels will play...
The warmest touch, upon my skin
Wings that glow with sacred light, from deep within
They have come to take me back, to where I've been
Gone away into the winds, my voice forever lingering
Do I alone escape this and find my peace
without concern for what is left behind
Even if I could close my eyes in endless rest
The thought of you keeps me breathing...
The angel that leads me, deep in dark, where I seem to fade;
The lonely spark that keeps me, is the warmth of your heart...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 30th September 2012
Shot to HellShot to Hell:Shot to Hell in Free Verse More Like This
You know, I should probably be angry about all this
I mean, I am dead after all...
Still, I suppose there could be worse things in life
Of course, it did hurt you know; when you shot me
Oh my god! I thought I've just been shot!
The bleeding wasn't the worst part of the ordeal though
Instead, the worst part of entire situation was the feeling of slowly dying
the feeling of losing the life inside your body...
Some might say that it feels like being buried in a blizzard
but for me, it was more like jumping head first into an icy sea
I couldn't move and I couldn't speak...
all I could do was to simply hang there limp and wait for the water to fill my lungs
All of a sudden, quick as a flash, I ended up here
here in this realm of flames and smoke, dust and death, desolation and sorrow...
As the pillars of fire reached for the sky, I found myself drifing down
deep into the depths of this realm, like a cartridge spent from a gun
At first, I was confuse
UndyingUndying:Undying in Free Verse More Like This
How many days do you spend now, putting me down?
The coffin call for a dead man waiting around
"He's just an underground laughing stock, never to rise"
But on the seventh day I'm coming back; these are my ties!
The kind of promise that you made with the devil inside
You try to take away my soul, but I take it in stride
I ain't a doll that is crushed by the weight of his pride
I am the real and the raw of the things you denied!
You're playing snake games, selling oil, pass it off strong
You're just a pot head, weed dead, smoking your bong.
You try to look away, play and hide; apathy's best
But I'm the kind of bad boy you don't put to the test!
-Chen Yuan Wen, 7th February 2013
Secret Addiction - Part 1My hands started shaking as I stood in front him. I clenched them together behind my back to stop them, begging that he didn't notice.Secret Addiction - Part 1 in Romance More Like This
But it's the great Sherlock Holmes. He noticed them shaking before I did.
"When was the last time you got your fix?" His silk voice filled the silence and my hands stopped shaking even if it was only for a few split seconds.
"Excuse me?" I gave him a questioning look, too afraid to answer. Too afraid to speak.
He let out a sigh of annoyance and irritation jumping up from his chair and hastily walking towards me.
He bent down slightly so his eyes were at my level. They shimmered beautiful, changing colours ever so slightly as I looked at them.
His jawline clenched a little as he frowned at me in frustration. He truly was a beautiful human being.
"When was the last time you took drugs?" Sherlock took a firm hold of my arm, his grip tightening around my wrist. It was tight but it wasn't sore.
I returned the annoying frown. "That's none of your business!"
Thor: The Dark WorldLoki you adorable little shit.Thor: The Dark World in Personal More Like This
If you weren't so handsome - and if I didn't want to cut my hands on your cheekbones - I would punch you in the face.
Scratch that, I will punch you in the face.
You cute little English shit with your charismatic smile and your sarcastic lingo.
(Also I might write a Loki type thing, although it might not be xReader..).
Secret Addiction - Part 2Sherlock and I agreed not to bring up my confession and drug taking to anyone. Not even John.Secret Addiction - Part 2 in Romance More Like This
He would check up on me, ask me if I was okay as he noticed that my hands were shaking a little more than they used to - he came to the conclusion that it was due to me trying to stay away from the drugs. But he new I needed to take some, any.
I even tried to find his stash but he caught me and begged me to go hunting for them again, or even attempt to buy any. It didn't matter how desperate he knew I was, he was begging me to stop.
Sherlock was begging.
It was one thing I had never expected him to do. Even Irene Alder was determined to make him beg for mercy, twice.
I wasn't even doing anything to him and he was begging.
"Are you alright Maria?" John asked, looking at me over his newspaper.
I was sitting on the chair Sherlock would normally sit on across from him, biting my nails. My leg started shaking my nails.
I was on edge and anxious. And not to mention desperate.
He folded his ne
Secret Addiction - Part 4My eyes flickered awake to the light shining in through the thin curtains of the apartment.Secret Addiction - Part 4 in Romance More Like This
I felt sore and my arm ached.
I brushed my hand against the floor. Something felt like it was missing from my hand, but I can't remember what was supposed to be there.
I sat up, my bones aching with every small movement.
"Oh you're awake." The beautifully silk voice awoken my senses.
"Morning." I mumbled, running a hand through my horribly knotted hair. I rubbed my eyes.
Sherlock was sitting at the wooden table in the living room, typing every so often on his laptop. There was no sigh of John in the apartment.
Maybe he's still asleep or in a shower. But I can't hear the shower running from down the hall.
"Were you okay here alone last night?"
I stood up from the couch, stretching my arms and legs.
I was in my dark blue sweatpants that were accompanied by my dark blue tank top.
I didn't feel embarrassed in front of him - he's seen me dressed like this plenty of times - I just felt like I was wear
Secret Addiction - Part SixI got over my drug addiction pretty quickly thanks to Sherlock - and he thankfully didn't send me to rehab.Secret Addiction - Part Six in Romance More Like This
I told John what was wrong with me and asked him if he could help me, and he agreed. He didn't judge me the way I thought he would. Instead he held me close and asked me why I hadn't told him sooner.
And I apologized, over and over and over again until he told me to stop.
I got onto cigarettes though, which isn't that great but its better that the mixture of drugs I was taking. And Sherlock clearly did not mind me smoking in the apartment since John had banned him from cigarettes and hid his secret supply.
Sherlock used my lap as a cushion as he lay on the couch in his usual thinking position. I on the other hand was trying not to disturb him, lighting a cigarette in the process.
I took a drag, holding the smoke in my mouth before looking down at Sherlock and slowly blowing it into his face.
He never really minded when I blew the remains of my cigarette his way, normally he when
Skin-Walker - Gabriel x Reader - Chapter One"So you're still not talking?" Dean asked. He sat on the chair at the end of the bed, like he always did when he made an attempt to ask her a question or to simply talk to her.Skin-Walker - Gabriel x Reader - Chapter One in Romance More Like This
He'd been trying to get the girl with the tear-stained cheeks to talk for the past two months, but he wasn't having any success. She wouldn't say hi, she wouldn't even ask if she could have a drink. Her lips were sewn shut but a thin piece of thread that never gave way and only grew tighter as time went back.
"Just leave her be Dean." Sam quietly said to his brother.
Sam had only made a few mere attempts at talking to her, but everytime he did so he would fail again and again. He was severely worried about her to the point that she was the first thing he thought about the moment he woke up from his slumber in the morning.
Even Castiel made attempts to talk to her and at first he felt offended by her silent words but soon learned that she wasn't talking to anyone and would only answer yes or no questions. He soon
Visiting Hours - Teen!Dean x Teen!Reader - Part 1Sending my brother to a boy's home hurt me from the inside. I had to keep my mouth shut, however.Visiting Hours - Teen!Dean x Teen!Reader - Part 1 in Romance More Like This
My mother had threatened to send me to a girl's home if I spoke out of line the same way he had. She claimed that she was sending him a way because of behavioural issues, he claims it's because she doesn't enjoy hearing the truth; especially when it comes from him.
She never enjoyed hearing the truth from dad, so hearing it from her only son killed her a little.
They lashed out at each other and I was forced to listen to the arguments and the venom filled words that flew across the room. Sitting in the corner, biting my lip until it bled.
That was when she decided to send him away.
He was the only brother I had and now he was being sent away. Leaving me with the woman that I am forced to call my mother.
"Chris, please! Just apologize and you can come home." I begged as I assisted him with his bags to his new room in the home.
Various eyes watched as the newcomer entered the establishment.
The Extraordinary Man - Chapter OneLife passed normally.The Extraordinary Man - Chapter One in Sci-Fi More Like This
Or should I say boringly.
It was always the same routine, the same weather, the same faces I had to put a smile on daily for.
The weather was depressing, not surprising.
The rain battered against windows, the pavement and the people that were simply attempting to get to their destination as quickly as possible.
I, luckily, had arrived into the café that I had occupied a job in before the rain could attack my body.
I ran a hand through my hair, ruffling it at the end to remove any tedious tangles that had inhabited it.
"Bloody typical." I muttered as I spotted droplets of rain drip down the obscure window in the cloak room that was located in the back of the café.
"Mornin' Lizzie." My co-worker Maria greeted me with a smile, throwing her bag and grey jacket next to mine on a hanger.
"Morning Maria." I fixed the collar of my shirt as I returned the smile tiredly.
"You all right? You look a little pale." She asked. She pinched my cheek like that was goi
The Extraordinary Man - PrologueI met a strange man, many years ago.The Extraordinary Man - Prologue in Sci-Fi More Like This
I thought he was crazy; talking about time travelling and aliens.
I didn't believe him, well at first. I recommended him to a therapist that would most likely toss him into a mental hospital and throw away the key.
But then, one day, he took my hand and showed me unbelievably beautiful things.
He whisked me away in a blue police box that had deceived me, jumping through space and time.
He showed me the universe, the stars, planets I've never heard of before, and creatures both beautiful and terrifying.
And I loved every second of it.
My name is Elizabeth Roads. And this is how I met the man with the blue box.
Visiting Hours - Teen!Dean x Teen!Reader - Part 2The visiting hours were short and sweet. And I hated it.Visiting Hours - Teen!Dean x Teen!Reader - Part 2 in Romance More Like This
Everytime I asked my mum to allow me to go and visit him and see how he's doing she refuses and doesn't allow me to speak.
It wasn't until I burst into tears and physically got onto my knees to beg to her that she finally allowed me to go and see my own older brother.
I also wanted to see Dean again.
When I came home I couldn't stop thinking about him. The way his eyes shined and how sweet his smile was.
Even though I had only met him for a mere two minutes my brain refused to shut up about him.
There was a hidden pain in his eyes. I was curious as to why he was there. No one was there without a good enough reason.
This was the third time I was visiting in the past two weeks of Chris arriving.
I barely saw Dean. We normally sat in the small living area talking. I informed Chris of any news that he missed or any family events that had occurred.
I sat on the couch impatiently waiting. Chris had announced he had come down wit
Blind ThingsI’m losing all my friends likeBlind Things in Free Verse More Like This
it’s an obligation; this is
the witching hour and
a trickling down my back,
along my shoulders, ghost fingers
of someone who used
[English is an ugly language,
not enough ways to say
I don’t like what I’m
the evening is a lover
who never loved me right: leaving
telltale bruises where
no one else will see, walking
out the door as I heave
up my various
meanwhile, she whispers
“it’s a sickening thought—
we’re nothing but speculations
in a dim room”
Escaping Narcissusii.Escaping Narcissus in Free Verse More Like This
there are no explanations, none worthy
of your contortionist spine and
sky-hungry hands, no sorrow;
this is the happy song for the happy people:
raise your paper heart to the heavens
[I wish god would take pity on me
and flood the abomination right out of my
skin, drown the impure, start new
with a dove that doesn’t know
in my head,
I’ve already left you a thousand times over.
sometimes, I wander through the streets and
idolize the living like a curious phantom
with a nonexistent pulse; sometimes, I run
desperate to the woods that seem
to breathe and mourn, where the trees
resemble bodies of people weaker than me,
and sometimes, I fly away because it turns out
the needles nestling beneath my skin
were feathers, waiting to cry out, and
I watch as your shadow dissolves
into the unsympathetic
but every time,
I come back, crawl into our weary bedsheets,
and number off your breaths until I fall
as numerous as the stars under your skinand here I am, reinterpreting the definable universeas numerous as the stars under your skin in Free Verse More Like This
in relation to you, the poet, and the gravitation
of your hips (the parentheticals of your sighs, the longing
in your star-ward cries, the vespertine scent lingering
on your weary skin).
I would love every piece of you. I would stay up too long
and watch the night crumble away, to whisper together
the scraps of your misdirected sanity. I would call you perfect
when it wasn’t true, and become the answer
you spent an entire existence
You owe me this, sugartongue; the sweet silence
of your teeth. [this story is like a million others
rejected before it, glorifying earthbound angels:
please]rewrite the world for me.
Confessionsthere’s a lot I never told youConfessions in Free Verse More Like This
1. I have a habit of lying, about
the simple things (like, yes I
forgot to remember and I swear by
soul mates and I’m in love
with your susurrus voice
and no, I’m really doing fine).
It was not an act of infidelity because
I believed it, too.
2. I’m infatuated with the concept
that I am more or less fictional, the
delusive beauty a million men will
dedicate novels to: I am fragile,
a dust angel sent to save the world
from commonalities and
3. Since I’m not allowed
to remember your name
I will commemorate you
in acts of escapism,
killing off the pieces
of the person you left behind.
4. I believe in a past life
I was a bird with a tendency
towards tall buildings; the sorry kind
of bird with heavy bones and crumpled wings
who never quite learned
to fly away.
5. I miss you. I used to think
you were a person, but now I know
you’re the happiness I will never
6. I'm sorry.
Into the Pit (Crowley x Reader) pt.2Everything was silent.Into the Pit (Crowley x Reader) pt.2 in Horror More Like This
It was eerily calm. You sat up in the bed and rubbed your eyes. You were exhausted; Crowley had outdone himself last night.
‘If every night’s gonna be like last night, I’ll never get any rest…’ you thought drowsily. You felt tingly all over as the aftermath of intercourse with Crowley.
You sighed and fell back against the bed.
Everything was so calm that you could hear your own heart beating. It chilled you to the bone. After a few moments, you realized that Crowley was gone and there was a note on the end table on his side of the bed. You rolled over to the side of the bed, the silence making you feel frantic and restless inside.
You picked up the note and read it aloud to yourself.
‘Good morning darlin’. I’ll return in a few days. There are clothes for you in the wardrobe; wear them if you like. Every door in my mansion is open to you except my office; I’ll know if you go in there so save yourself some trou
Into the Pit (Crowley x Reader) pt.3You woke to the sound of…silence.Into the Pit (Crowley x Reader) pt.3 in Horror More Like This
You sat up, breathing in the scent of Crowley but now blood or flesh. However, Crowley had still not returned.
You heaved a long and hard sigh. Getting up, you quickly cleaned up you vomit, thinking Crowley would get very angry if you left it there.
You then walked over to the wardrobe and changed your red dress to a black one that showed off your upper body in a very classy and flatteringly sexy way; looking at the clock, you saw that you had passed out for the whole day and the night as well, seeing how it was morning again.
You walked to the bathroom and redid your hair, anticipating the screams from before. The staunch silence hung thick in the air; you could hear the blood rushing through your ears, it was so quiet.
You decided to go exploring through the mansion; you wanted to distract yourself from the screaming that you were sure would arrive at any moment.
With a deep breath, in and out, you stepped out of the bedroom and faced the inti
Into the Pit (Crowley x Reader) pt.6 [End]A kiss.Into the Pit (Crowley x Reader) pt.6 [End] in Horror More Like This
Tender, at first. Now hungry; desperate.
He clung to you uncharacteristically as if he were clinging to a part of himself, something about himself that he could look at and be proud; prouder than he already was, that is.
You couldn’t care less. You didn’t love him the way he seemed to “love” you; but he had grown on you, he had become a part of you that you couldn’t let go of easily.
He was dominating, he was the King after all. You let him take over, knowing you'd be gone soon enough and there was nothing that he could do to keep you there.
He said he loved you, in his own way. You said you loved him too. You knew it was a lie; /he/ knew it was a lie. But it was nice; it was what he wanted to hear.
You had spent one thousand and two hundred years in Hell and it, of course, changed you, not necessarily for the worst, but your mind had been marinated in morbid images, torturous screams; a life with the King of all things evil.
The screaming was pres
Angel Kisses (Reader-Insert) pt.5It had been about a week. Gabriel visited every day and the Winchester boys were long gone, hunting more monsters. You were heartbroken but you appreciated Gabriel's smug and cocky company; it helped to ease the pain. Whenever you talked about Castiel, he'd smile and make rude comments, tell stories about their past...sometimes when you mentioned Castiel, you could almost catch a glimpse of hurt in his eyes; even jealousy. You thought nothing of it, however.Angel Kisses (Reader-Insert) pt.5 in Romance More Like This
You sat inside your house and sighed in restlessness. It was raining outside, which was great for your garden. You loved the rain but taking care of the garden was kind of the only thing you had to occupy your time with; besides, you had been born a sickly person and even catching a cold had the possibility of killing you.
“Hey, kiddo.” The sound of wings and Gabriel’s voice barely drew you out of your lonely thoughts.
You didn’t answer for a moment, staring out the window at the rain.
Angel Kisses (Reader-Insert) pt.6It had been a day or two since you discovered your gift and you had come down with a fever; it seemed that only that brief time in the cold and rain was already enough to stuff up your sinuses and make your head pound. You cursed at yourself for being born weak. You had been to the doctor and he had diagnosed you with “Walking Pneumonia” which wasn’t dangerous for healthy people but for you, it was, in the very least, going to be more of a pain to deal with.Angel Kisses (Reader-Insert) pt.6 in Romance More Like This
You could feel the fluid in your lungs when you breathed but I didn’t hurt; it was the coughing that bothered you the most.
It had been a few days and neither one of your Angels had shown up at all which was fine, you thought, but you did feel rather lonely. Your new daily routine would be that you would spend no more than ten minutes in your garden and then proceed to your living room to cuddle up on the couch with no one in particular and watch a couple hundred episodes of whatever TV show you felt like wa
Angel Kisses (Reader-Insert) pt.7“Wait…Crowley? That punk ass demon from decades ago?” Gabriel asked slowly. Castiel nodded.Angel Kisses (Reader-Insert) pt.7 in Romance More Like This
“So, when’d he get to be a hot shot: telling Demons what to do and who to possess?” Gabriel questioned.
“You know him?” you asked. Gabriel ignored you for the moment.
“Crowley is the new King of Hell, now that Lucifer is in the cage, again…How did you not know this?” Castiel said with a slight tilt of his head and a confused narrowing of his eyes.
“I’ve been hiding out, letting big brother think he’d killed me.” Gabriel explained bluntly.
“Big brother?” you asked, trying to get an answer from one of the Angels.
“Lucifer.” Gabriel said finally. Your eyes widened and your jaw dropped.
“Lucifer?” you repeated quietly in disbelief.
“I don’t have time to explain it.” Gabriel waved you off, returning his attention to Castiel.
“Why would Crowley send a
Angel Kisses (Reader-Insert) pt.8“What the fuck do you want with (Y/N)?” Gabriel questioned coldly. Seeing the Archangel angry terrified you. Gabriel pushed you slowly behind him, protectively, before in his hands appeared a delicate looking long and slender golden spear.Angel Kisses (Reader-Insert) pt.8 in Romance More Like This
You gasped and stared wide-eyed at the new weapon. Crowley was also startled by the weapon.
“Oh come on, you’ve got to have seen this spear before, right? Haven’t you seen pictures of me?” Gabriel asked in a joshing tone, shaking his head in exaggerated disdain.
“Calm down, Gabriel. No need to be so violent.” Crowley purred, hiding his surprise well and giving you a peculiar glance before warily watching the magnificent spear in Gabriel’s hands.
“My interest in (Y/N) is my business, short-round. Besides, aren’t you supposed to be dead?” Crowley continued, his tone arrogant and snarky.
“Trickster.” Gabriel answered the question in a growl, pointing the tip of the spear
The Man in the NurseryThe Man in the Nursery in Romance More Like This
You yawned and blinked some tired tears out of your eyes slowly.
You'd slept in this morning and panicked, trying and failing to get to work on time; luckily your best friend was covering for you so you didn't get caught. Your nurse clothes were a bit uncomfortable but you were determined to bear with it until you could change out of them later.
You were on your way to check on the newborns in the nursery; it was time for a routine checkup to make sure nothing was wrong; it was your favorite job of all in the hospital.
You rubbed your eyes and yawned again before looking into the nursery to see a man wearing a trench coat, staring down at the newborns gently.
You walked quietly in the open doorway and stared at him in confusion; he wasn't supposed to be there.
"U-Uh, sir?" you stuttered attempting to get his attention. He looked up at you and you felt as if your heart would stop beating. His eyes were a piercing blue and his hair was rough looking and a bit tousled; he had a bit of stu
Little Miss Hooper pt. 3: Don't TellLittle Miss Hooper pt. 3: Don't Tell in Drama More Like This
A/N: Just a warning that updates on this fic will be very sparse so please bear with me and be patient, seeing how I am also writing several other ongoing fics at the same time (don’t ask me why because I don’t know either…)
“Sherlock?” Molly said in disbelief. The figure stood and walked up to her and into the light. It was, indeed, Sherlock. Fear, anger, and happiness welled up inside of her.
“What the bloody hell are you doing in my flat?” she hissed. Sherlock tilted his head slightly, studying her; she felt she’d been studied enough for one day.
“Why are you so angry?” Sherlock asked.
“I-I’m not angry...you startled me, that’s all,” she explained. “It’s been two years and you suddenly appear in my flat, watching my Telly,” she added, a bit exasperated.
“...I’m sorry, Molly,” he apologized, looking a bit like a child who had just been scolded. Molly was taken abac
Little Miss Hooper pt. 2: Where's Sherlock?Little Miss Hooper pt. 2: Where's Sherlock? in Drama More Like This
a/n: A couple people asked me to continue this, even though it was just a Oneshot, and so here ya go! Just a warning, this will be a very, very, dark story. There will be some language and if you can’t handle a lot of blood and some gory violence, then I suggest you do not read this. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it as much as you can!
“What?” Molly breathed in confusion. Moriarty grinned.
“Where are you hiding Sherlock Holmes?” he repeated slowly, the purr of his Irish accent bringing a blush to the coroner’s cheeks.
“I’m...I’m not hiding Sherlock. He’s dead,” she almost squeaked. She resembled a mouse who had just been pinned down by a cat. “Awww...you’re cute as a button when you’re frightened.” James poked her nose playfully.
Molly looked positively terrified; she was trembling like a leaf.
“...I believe you, though,” Moriarty admitted. He had studied every feature of her face a thousa
Thor: The Dark World- A Review (No Spoilers)Since I did a film making/writing course before watching this movie, I now like 20% qualified to review this.Thor: The Dark World- A Review (No Spoilers) in Personal More Like This
The story line was freaking awesome, I really enjoyed getting to see a more vulnarable side of Loki as well as seeing him be fucking badass when he gets his shit together.
I also loved the development of Thor and Sif's relationship, because I love Sif, they are now my new OTP.
I have hated the character of Jane Foster since the first Thor movie, but I could never figure out why until now. From the start it was shoved down my throat that she was perfect; a genius, kind, beautiful and somehow single. Yet she shows absolutley no personality at all apart from being sad in the beginning. Because she plays a major part in The Dark World, I would have thought she would have show more characteristics and personality, but alas all I was informed of was that she pulled a Bella Swan and moped around waiting for Thor.
Okay so 'I hate Jane' rant aside the it would have been really coo
Without you (Samandrielxreader)“She has to stay down there, Samandriel!” Naomi said firmly, standing from her seat at her desk and walking over to the offending angel.Without you (Samandrielxreader) in Romance More Like This
“She doesn’t deserve it. I’m her guardian and I have assure that-” He began but Naomi cut him off.
“were Samandriel. You were her Guardian. Now that she is in hell she is no longer your responsibility” She replied.
“You allowed Castiel to save Dean Winchester” Samandriel frowned.
“Dean Winchester was of use to us, she is a mere human” Naomi snorted.
“How dare you, she is capable of more compassion and empathy than you could ever dream of!” He growled, slamming his hands down on her desk
“She sold her soul!”
“To Save her friends!”
The two were silent for moments before Naomi sighed “You’re going to pull her out anyway, aren’t you?”
“That was my intention” Samandriel nodded.
“If you can make i
Tricks and Treats Part 6In Gabriel’s opinion, arriving 15 minutes earlier than Dean had told him to was the worst decision he had made in a long time.Tricks and Treats Part 6 in Romance More Like This
You and Dean were sat on Bobby’s couch watching TV, Dean’s arm draped around your shoulder and your legs resting across his lap.
Gabriel’s mind didn’t process anything but jealousy as he cleared his throat loudly.
Thinking it was Sam, you turned your head to face him, only for your eye’s to widen “Dean” You shook him, standing up “I’ve lost it”
You stared at the Archangel as one would stare at a shocking image in a newspaper.
“No you haven’t” Dean sighed “Gabriel’s alive. Dude I told you to come at 7”
“Why? So you two could have a quickie before I got here” Gabriel Spat
You choked, the shock of Gabriel being alive and now he was mad at you.
“Are you seriously mad at me? To be honest Gabriel I think I’m the one who should be pissed right
Tricks and Treats Part 5“You really expect me to let you see her?!” Dean growled “After what you did” You had been hunting with the Winchesters for about a year now. You were family, despite what you were.Tricks and Treats Part 5 in Romance More Like This
“It was for her own safety”
“You didn’t even say goodbye”
“She couldn’t have known”
“Yeah well now she isn’t going to know about this either and-” Dean was cut off by your voice from inside Bobby’s house.
“Dean” you called “Dinners ready, come on”
“Coming” Dean called back. He looked at the man, the pain and a slight hint of jealousy was covering his face.
“So you and (name), huh?” The man asked through gritted teeth
“What? No!” Dean shook his head “I never did, neither did Sam. We didn’t out of respect for you, but that’s long gone”
“So now you’re going to sleep with her just to spite me?”
Dean sighed and ran a
What Matters (Balthazarxreader)“Listen to me!” You yell, slamming the door shut and following your boyfriend inside.What Matters (Balthazarxreader) in Romance More Like This
“You wouldn’t understand. You’re a human, this isn’t your fight!” Balthazar snapped.
“It’s going to destroy everything!” You retorted “Having that key is going to get you killed!”
“I’m trying to stop it. I took all the weapons to save you!” He clenched his fists.
“You stole them! Now everybody is trying to kill you!” You put your hands on his arms to try to calm him.
Balthazar was one of the most wanted angels on earth after stealing heaven arsenal, and you just couldn’t bare the danger he was in. He was being hunted by every angel and demon on the planet.
“It doesn’t matter” He murmured, avoiding your gaze.
“It matters to me!” You full on shouted at his face, causing his eyes to snap to yours “Please, Balthazar” You whispered, eyes slowly filling with t
Tricks and Treats Part 4“Seriously boys, is this really necessary?” You ask, lifting your hands and indication to the ropes around your wrist.Tricks and Treats Part 4 in Romance More Like This
“Do you know who we are?” One of the two men before you scoffed
“Oh, I know who you are, Dean” you smile and turn to the other brother “Sam”
“So you know what we do” Dean continued
“You hunt monsters, monster like me” you say simply
“You seem pretty calm about that” Sam chimes in, taking a step forward
“Because I know you wont” you shrug
“Why not?” Dean asked, genuinely intrigued as he pulled up a chair and sat in front of you in this dungeon/ torture chamber you were sat in.
“Because I’ve done nothing wrong”
“Really?” Dean raised an eyebrow “Have you wandered why you can snap your way out of here, it’s because that rope is soaked in blood. The blood of the man you just killed. Last time I checked murder comes under
Tricks and Treats Part 3“You’re going to have to be faster than that” You teased from behind Gabriel as he spun around to face youTricks and Treats Part 3 in Romance More Like This
“This isn’t fair” He panted
“It’s as fair as it can be, you know everything I do” You state before disappearing in a cloud of what looked like fairy dust
“This had been going on for days” Gabriel whined
It had indeed been going on for days. You had been teaching Gabriel for a year and a half now and you had found yourself falling for the Archangel, but you’d never admit that to him. Now it was time for his final test.
“Come and get me, Gabe” Your voice twinkles around him
“Don’t call me Gabe, dammit” He grumbles “I better get some kind of reward for this”
“Oh, you will. The biggest reward ever” You snap and a circus funhouse appears around him “I’ll make this easy, I can’t leave this space, you find me and you win”
Tricks and Treats part 1 (Gabrielxreader)Walking down the dark alleyway, you regretted your decision to wait in line extra long for your favourite candy and miss the bus, something bad was bound to happen.Tricks and Treats part 1 (Gabrielxreader) in Romance More Like This
Surely enough, you were right. 2 huge, burley guys stepped out from the shadows and into your path
“Well sweetheart, how about you hand over your purse” one of the men said, his speech was slurred.
“I don’t really feel like doing that” You shrug
“I don’t car if you don’t feel like it” the other man grumbled “Hand it over” He lunged at you, but you quickly dodged his advance.
The next couple of moments were a bit of a blur, disarming them was easy, knocking them both to the floor was easy. It could have bee easier, but that wasn’t the point.
What really caught you off guard was the sound of clapping to your right, you spun around to be face with a very attractive man
“Impressive” He smirked “Vey Impressive indeed” He stepped towar
Family First (Steve RogersxReader)Steve:Family First (Steve RogersxReader) in Romance More Like This
Steve stood in front of the tombstone, craning his neck to look down at the name.
Not many things bothered him about being frozen, but some things did. And all his friends dying and missing their funeral was by far the worst.
‘Soldier, husband, father, grandfather. Loved by all and will be missed by all’ The intricate writing on the stone read.
“Wish I had been there” Steve muttered, his words turning into ghost-like steam in the cold winter air.
“He didn’t go down without a fight” He heard a voice next to him say. Steve turned his head to see a girl standing next to him, much shorter and smaller than he was, but then again he was a super-soldier “He wouldn’t even end a game of cards without talking about how everyone was made for something, and he was made to win.” You continued, your hands buried deep in your pockets.
“You should have seen him in action, even when he fought he did so with so much p
Summer! Where did you go?!Summer is DONE...in 2 days. I have two 'work' casses (i.e. history, english) and two not-so 'work' classes (i.e. drawing, drama). Those ARE my clases. Drama- not so excited but ready to learn! Drawing- really super excited! I need some help! English and History- eh, what can I say?Summer! Where did you go?! in Personal More Like This
So, I'm going to upload slower AND I HAVE TO WRITE. My email is ALL fan-fiction stuff. MUST WRITE. However, I need to um...find the planning...Don't hit me!
Oh and thank :iconIn-My-Remains: she got the spirit to write 'Alex in Woderland' again!! Thank you!
I should sleep now...maybe. Oh and I kinda need a new title but have no ideas for the wonderland story sooo if you have one let me know! And the PROLOUGE will be up in due time and if ya like it I continue, if not I don't.
Okay, I think that's it..Nighties!!! zzz
Title Time!First Look at this--> http://taffee23.deviantart.com/#/d54dp3nTitle Time! in Personal More Like This
Okay so I finished reading the manga Love*Com or Lovely*Complex. Oh my gosh! I was crying at the end! Then again I am going into my junior year and one of my closest friends just graduated this past year...welp simply when reality hits, it hits HARD. Also, I had this nightmare of my graduated friend leaving me (before I read Love*Com) and totally forgetting about me and we never talked again. I wanna ask him if we can hang out buut I geuss I'm scared. I dunno I just don't want to be alone with him...yet. I have a whole thing planned out. I haven't really talked to him about this yet amd I really want to. However he hasn't answered his phone in like 3-4 days grr...
Okay, really sorry about that. I just had to let it out somewhere that he won't...see...and this was the only place. So yea, sorry.
I won't be writting the whole "Alex in Wonderland" for these reasons:
1) COPYRIGHT. Even though it IS fanfiction I don't want the ri
The White ThingsNothing is as far away as a minute ago.The White Things in Free Verse More Like This
No matter how hard you row against the tide
we can never reach it, never return there.
It's hard to sleep in the light of my regrets
that creeps through curtain and barriers
to rot away and bleach all things white.
It's hard to sleep knowing that no distance
is as far away as sixty small seconds ago.
Immalleable, we rot, and things turn white.
School days“Hey Balthazar!” Lucifer called to his younger siblingSchool days in Short Stories More Like This
“What?” Balthazar called back from across the playground
Both angels were only a few years apart in age but Lucifer was still the oldest so he thought he was smarter not to mention better then all the others. Balthazar liked Lucifer’s bold attitude cause normally heaven was so serious that you’d think some of the others would crack their faces if they even attempted to smile a little. Balthazar who was about 7 at the time worked his way over to Lucifer who was about 13 standing on the top of the playground equipment with his wings flared ready to do something Balthazar already knew might get them into trouble. School in heaven was mostly used to teach young angel’s how to fall into place to learn history of heaven and to learn how to fly but Balthazar had only just started school 2 years ago, which was also when he got his wings so they weren’t strong enough yet for flight.
After Lucifer risesLucifer opened his eyes as his form settled into the new human body he’d just taken over, slowly he looked down at his hands as he flexed the fingers slowly. Lucifer stood up from the bed walking down the staircase inside the pathetic little home that ‘Nick’ had called home dragging his fingers lightly along the banister as he went down catching sight of a crimson haired woman standing in the living room. Drade looked up to see Lucifer working his way gracefully down the stairs as a smile crossed her features at the sight of him followed by a hum of approval to the vessel he was in.After Lucifer rises in Short Stories More Like This
“Your new vessel is pretty handsome” Drade stated walking up to him
“You think so?” Lucifer wondered reaching a hand up to cup Drade’s cheek
“Absolutely” Drade replied placing her hand on the back of his neck
“Thank you love, this was all possible cause of you” Lucifer said pulling Drade in closer, tapping his forehead to hers gently be
The turning pointDrade had been protecting Lucifer ever since she’d freed him from the pit keeping him in a warehouse she owned. Lucifer had been tortured before being hurled into the pit and after spending millennia in the pit with hardly any grace to heal him Lucifer’s injuries were severely infected. Drade had been spending months trying to heal him with some progress finally being made but with him constantly doing things for the apocalypse Lucifer kept slowing the progress. After narrowly escaping the boys in a recent altercation Lucifer’s wings had been damaged again causing him no end of pain now as Drade tried to treat them.The turning point in Short Stories More Like This
“Try to rest” Drade stated as she headed out the door to get some supplies from a store that was nearby. Lucifer laid on his stomach on the bed for a while simply trying to get the burning sensation from his wings to die down enough that he could get some rest when suddenly he heard the familiar roar of the Impala’s engine outside. Lucife
My brothersLucifer managed to prop himself up on one arm while the other held the back of his neck in agony from hitting the ground. Lucifer groaned as he reached for his angel blade beneath the leaf litter on the floor of the forest where a nest of demons had been hiding leaving it up to Lucifer, Gabriel and Balthazar to clear them out. When they’d managed to find the nest however things didn’t exactly go the right way with Gabriel being pushed back with Balthazar while Lucifer was grabbed by the throat before being flung to the ground. Lucifer could hear the demons footsteps on the leaf litter approaching swiftly until he rolled over just in time to see Gabriel step in between him and the demon grabbing the angel blade that the demon had picked up somewhere in his hands. Gabriel grunted as he tried to hold the blade away from his body while the demon pressed harder trying to shove the blade into his abdomen all while Lucifer watched from the ground. Balthazar was unconscious at theMy brothers in Short Stories More Like This
Tears of the morning starGabriel always enjoyed going on patrol with Lucifer mainly cause even though he was serious Lucifer could also have fun. Gabriel followed Lucifer through the thick brush of the field somewhere in what would become known as the amazons looking for any signs of trouble or any thing out of the ordinary. Lucifer was clearly getting tired of hacking his way through the brush if the look on his face was anything to go by resulting in Lucifer spreading his wings then giving them one harsh beat. Gabriel shielded himself with one of his arms as the gust flattened everything in front of them in a single go clearing a path for them to continue along.Tears of the morning star in Short Stories More Like This
“Impatient much?” Gabriel asked with a laugh
“My arm was getting sore” Lucifer responded with a smirk on his face
The two archangel’s continued along their way when suddenly out of nowhere some kind of fire ball came hurdling towards them. The two brothers dodged it by spreading their wings to take to the skies looking a
Raising LuciferDean entered St. Mary’s church running for the wide double doors that lead to the chapel area watching as Ruby held a hand out to shut them while Sam started killing Lilith. Dean ran towards the closed doors only to be stopped when Drade suddenly appeared between him and the doors with her large wings tucked behind her back with a solemn look on her face.Raising Lucifer in Short Stories More Like This
“Drade?” Dean asked in complete shock
“I’m sorry Dean I can’t allow you inside till the deed is done” Drade explained
“No, no way…you bitch! Are you telling me you were in on it this whole time?” Dean wondered angrily.
“Yes Dean, I was working with the angels to free Lucifer from his cage…. Lucifer was the one I made the promise too Dean” Drade revealed
“You tricked us…poisoned Sam…all of it was your fault?” Dean asked
“Yes, I made the suggestion to the angels that if they break Lucifer from hell that then they could force p
My big brotherGabriel had protested about taking Castiel out on his first mission not because he didn’t want to do it but he simply thought Cas was too young being only 12 and all. Castiel had always been one to obey no matter what so when he was ordered on a mission with Gabriel he of course said yes where as Gabriel didn’t think it was a good idea. Gabriel had little choice though eventually he agreed to take Castiel on the mission to hunt down some unruly monster bats that had decided to settle too close to one of their fathers precious human settlements. Gabriel took lead while Cas followed both landing only a few miles from the cave so they could track any that were out feeding currently that way they got rid of them all not just the ones in the cave. Gabriel kept a close eye on Castiel cause after Lucifer was banished he had made a promise to look after his younger brother so as Michael couldn’t sink his talons into the younger angel although he was already having an influencMy big brother in Short Stories More Like This
Trial and errorIt had been several months now since you’d found, rescued and gotten a job for the man named Benny. You had also been trying to catch Benny’s eye but to be honest the guy was starting to creep you out a little cause on a couple occasions you noticed blood on his shirt but when asked he shrugged it off telling you he hunted animals and skinned them himself. You might even have believed the animal story if for the fact you had never seen any strung up around his cabin he’d built in the back of town the other thing was he never seemed to eat out of all the time you were around him you never once saw him eat anything. There were a lot of other little things that made you more then just a little uneasy to the point that as you were contemplating them while washing a table you didn’t notice him come up behind you until he tapped your shoulder. You jumped in surprise whirling around to see Benny standing right behind you with a set of salt and pepper shakers in his hanTrial and error in Short Stories More Like This
Lost then found (Benny x reader)You were a waitress at this crappy diner with in this crappy little town but it was your crappy little town so you made the best of it. You earned about 10 bucks an hour working 10 hour days plus tips and over time so really not too shabby but the shit part was you often got off work after the sun had gone down. You dragged your tired butt out the door followed by the manager Rob who locked up behind you then turned just as you were ready to head off.Lost then found (Benny x reader) in Short Stories More Like This
“Do you need a lift?” Rob asked
“No, that’s okay I like walking home” You told him cheerily
“Okay but you be careful” Rob told you before walking off to his truck
You waved one last time over your shoulder then continued walking at a steady pace towards your house. When you looked at your watch it was already 1 AM cause you’d gotten off late meaning at this rate it would be at least 1:30 or even 1:45 before you got home unless you took the short cut. Your mind considered it as you stood at t
Back from the grave“I’m just saying Sammy…” Dean trailed off from somewhere in the man of lettersBack from the grave in Short Stories More Like This
“Well just don’t Dean!” Sam barked back clearly annoyed from the table where they did there research just up from the front door.
“Guys with long hair don’t get chicks Sammy” Dean retorted
Just as Sam was about to respond with a clever remark a knock on the front door interrupted his thought pattern. Sam looked over to see Dean working his way over to the door so he didn’t bother moving from his laptop instead he just continued to search for whatever creepy case he could find. Dean was smirking still from the last conversation as he made his way rather smugly over to the door but his smirk swiftly faded after he opened it at the sight of who was on the other side.
“Benny?” Dean breathed out in shock
“Hello…Dean” Benny greeted his old friend in a raspy Louisiana accent
“Who’s there Dean?” Sam