Castiel x Reader - VisitingLeaning back on your hands, you took in a deep breath of the air, watching the horses around you eating their grass.More Like This
Occasionally, one of them would come over to where you were sitting, silently asking for a piece of apple or a small pat on their nose or neck, pushing their soft muzzles to your cheek in a sweet kiss.
You felt utter relaxation deep in your soul.
A flutter of wings reached your ears, and in the next second a shadow fell on your face.
Glancing up, you spotted Castiel, who looked down at you.
“Cas!” You said, happy to see him.
“Hello, (f/n).” He said, his rough voice upsetting the horses.
“What are you doing here?” You looked around,vision a bit more clear than before. “Is this a dream?”
The angel nodded, and watched the horses trotting away to find a new place to pasture.
“Come and join me.” You said, patting the dry grass next to you. The angel shifted uncomfortably, but he didn’t said anything.
Growley (Crowley x Reader)Word Count : 738More Like This
Author : http://fandomoftears.tumblr.com/ / http://lokisservant.deviantart.com/
Title : Growley
Pairing : Crowley x Reader
whines and licks on your face awoken you from your sleep.
You drowsily tried to swat whatever was disturbing you.
You felt fur and heard a squeak from what you swatted.
You jolted awake and immediately sat up.
You looked around wildly, but saw nothing, then you felt pressure on your lap.
You looked down and saw nothing, but still felt the pressure.
You felt licks fill your face, frightened, you stood up and ran to the door.
You backed away from the door then bumped to a muscular chest.
You quickly turned around to see Sam.
"Sammy! There's something in my room" you cried out hugging his giant moose form.
Sam awkwardly tried to pry you off him.
"That's why I'm here, you see, did you feel any biting,nudges, or fur or anything?" he asked
Suspicion ran through you.
"Well... I felt licks and whines, does that count?" you answered.
He raised his eyebrows
Hellhound!Crowley x ReaderHellhound! Crowley x readerMore Like This
AN: Inspired by Lokisservant’s fic. Slight spoilers for Series 8 of Doctor Who (the one with Peter Capaldi).
You were woken up by scratches on your door and yelping. Thinking nothing of it, you rolled over and went back to sleep. A few moments later, there was a thud and Charlie’s voice came through the door. “Time to wake up and by the way, I’m being dragged by an invisible force.”
That got your attention and you jumped out of bed with your gun at the ready. You pushed your door open and Charlie grinned, “Good to see you too. Could you put the gun down please?”
Just as you were about to, you heard a yip and a thud. Turning around you didn’t see anything so you turned to Charlie, “I’m guessing that’s what dragged you in here?”
Charlie nodded just as Kevin came in with a saucepan and wearing glasses. “I heard a thud and then I found these.
Fuck me and my thoughts and my words and my bloodSugar coated wordsMore Like This
Sour on your tongue
God, just fucking tell me what you really think
Because by tomorrow you will be gone—
A ghost’s shadow staining my walls
That just won’t fucking wash away
Why do you tell me then
When you could’ve told me earlier
Before you gutted me
And licked your fingers clean of my blood—
God, I’m so damn annoying
It’s the same every time
You can’t stand me, it’s all the same!
I can’t change after you’ve already left.
Stop telling me it’s okay when it’s really not,
Because you make me want to carve my mistakes
Into my pale wrists
So I won’t forget the stupid shit I’ve done
Why don’t you understand that I see it clear as day,
All along I thought we were all happy
When I didn’t see your want to stitch my lips together
“Shut the fuck up, you selfish little brat!
I’m sick of you breathing!”
Homosexuality BitesThey found me slumped over in the school showersMore Like This
With a towel loosely wrapped around my waist
Scalding hot water was blistering my skin
As I bled from an unspeakable place
A hard-handed teacher dragged me to my feet
With little or no sign of sympathy
For the bruising to my feeble framed ribcage
And the fractures to my identity
I think they all thought that I had it coming
As no one was willing to testify
That the sodomy inflicted upon me
Was something to which I hadn’t complied
Boisterous boys laughing in the corridors
As I shamefully limped throughout the day
Not a thought for the pain that was inflicted
Just worried for what my parents would say
I couldn’t bear it if I saw in their eyes
That I deserved everything that I got
As they are the ones who created my heart
Whether they care for whom it beats or not
So I will take a discriminate beating
If my resolve will help people to see
That I can not be anything more or less
Than the person that I was born to be