Come away with meI know that words have been spoken out loud so much that they have lost their value, but my word is linked to what I feel, and I feel you. Truly, madly, deeply in love with you, for no special reason because none is necessary. You may not believe me, I may not have proven it so far, but I am working on it, I'm gonna show you how I love, and it is gonna hit you so hard, you will never feel alone again. So come away with me, come away with me and we'll kiss on a mountaintop come away with me and I'll never stop loving you..More Like This
Heat Stroke (Tony x reader One Shot)It was hot.More Like This
You were sprawled out on the couch of your tiny apartment feeling like you were going to die of heat. You couldn’t even bring yourself to move and call someone to see if you could crash at their place until your air conditioner was fixed. You internally cursed New York for its heat. And then Shield for stationing you here to play baby sitter to the Avengers. And yourself for declining when Tony offered to put you up in Stark Tower.
What you wouldn’t give to be there now, in its air-conditioned embrace, able to move about freely.
You were supposed to be there now. For work. You lolled your head to the side to find the time on the clock across the room, it told you that you were officially two hours late for your job. Fury was going to kill you. You reached out an arm lazily to grab your cell phone and call in sick, finding that it was deader than a doornail before rolling off the couch and on to the floor.
Valentine's Day (Steve X Reader) (One Shot)(Name) was in Stark Tower's kitchen, baking cupcakes. She smiled as the sweet aroma lifted to her nose as she pulled out the second batch. Today was the day of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Valentine's Day party. None of the agents really wanted to go, but the office people had insisted. Besides, there was supposed to be free food. Even if it meant everyone had been required to bring something.More Like This
"Smells good," Tony said as he swooped into the kitchen. He lifted a cupcake from the plate, frosted it in a swift movement, unwrapped it, and shoved it into his mouth. "HOLY SH-" he yelled as he spat the miniature cake out.
"Fresh out of the oven," (Name) quipped.
"You could have warned me!" He said as he attempted in cooling off his mouth.
"And where would be the fun in that?" she asked as she stuck another batch into the oven.
"Perhaps I wouldn't have third degree burns on my tongue?!"
"But that's the best part!" she smiled.
Tony merely rolled his eyes and left the kitc
Sherlock[BBC] x Sad!ReaderYour first Christmas on 221B Baker Street...More Like This
What a nightmare.
"[Y/N]!" Sherlock called as he banged on your door numerous times. "John insists that we exchange presents!"
With an irritated groan, you pulled yourself out of bed and opened door. "Um... Tell him I don't feel too great..."
The great detective's head cocked to the side though his face remained dead pan. (As usual.)"Have you fallen ill?"
"No Sherlock. Go away please." You turn to reenter your bedroom, not bothering to shut the door. It seemed that Sherlock wasn't going away anytime soon so you simply plopped down on the bed and waited for his deductions.
Silence. Ugh, why did he have to hover? Minutes passed and still, Sherlock said nothing. It became fairly annoying. "Sherlock, I'm really not in the mood..."
"Your mother. She died two years ago on this very date. I apologize for your loss, but caring is not the advantage, [Y/N]."
You shot him an anger glare, eyes glistening with tears. "You don't understand Sherlock. My mo
(Sherlock Holmes x Reader) Human Errorhuman errorMore Like This
It happens. You answer wrongly to a question. Deduct something that isn’t there. Misread a sentence. Fall in love. All of them.
Errors only exist in the sanctuary of the human mind, something plain and stupid as that muscle of nerve endings, and the things that Sherlock Holmes never comprehended. These were things that he considered irrelevant.
Irrelevant as the way your name rolled evenly through his mind and off his tongue. Irrelevant like the possessive nature he gained around you. How he bit at his cheek when Lestrade looked at you funny or when you were flirted with by the bar-keep. Irrelevant as the way he noticed your lips and how you lie when you say ‘I’m fine’. How he needs to remove himself from situations where John invites you and your boyfriend for tea. How bad he wants to deduce him and point out flaws and how hard it is to even consider it when he knew for well it’d hurt you more than the boy ever could.
Headaches (Spencer Reid X Reader)More Like This
WARNING: Contains sexual themes/content
"Hey Morgan, have you seen Reid?" You asked the tall, muscular man.
"You missing your boyfriend already?" Morgan teased.
"He's not my boyfriend!" You said while a blush crept up on your face. Derek rolled his eyes.
"Whatever. And Pretty Boy called in sick today." Morgan replied. You nodded, and continued over to Hotch, where you two discussed your current case.
After work had ended for the day, you stopped at the local grocery store to pick up something for dinner. You decided on a sandwich, and then you saw the chicken soup. You thought of Reid, and on impulse bought some to take to him. You paid for your groceries and drove to his apartment. You knocked on the door, but didn't hear a response. You tried the door and to your surprise it was unlocked. You entered cautiously; afraid something had happened. What FBI agent leaves their front door unlocked?
"Reid?" You called softly as you entered the apartment; container of soup in hand
Little Angels (Misha Collins X Reader)More Like This
You adjusted your grip on the microphone in you hand, laughing when Jared said something stupid.
"I love that we have this couch now." You said as you, Jared, and Jensen sat down on it.
You liked coming to the panels, it was kinda mandatory since you were a main character. Everyone was exited now that season 9 is officially starting.
You were really the only girl that had not been killed off yet, yet you knew from the Bobby that you would survive the whole series, that, you were thankful for.
The Supernatural fans loved your character, ever since you joined them back in season one, you had been apart of the family.
The questions began to roll, a teenage fan wearing a Supernatural shirt walked up to the mic they had set up.
"Hi, this question is for (Name)."
You smiled, "shoot."
She took a deep breath, as if she was trying to control her excitement, which you knew she was.
"As Sam's love interest in the show, does that affect your relationship with Misha?"
"Not at all, Misha is really u
Look Around You (Jensen Ackles X Reader)More Like This
Jensen opened his eyes to the bright morning light, the seagulls flying past the window and the large view of the ocean. It was beautiful, but not as beautiful as the woman curled into his side. Her hair was splayed over the pillow in soft waves. Her lips were parted slightly, small puffs of air blowing onto his neck.
He didn't want to wake her, but they had an agreement that Jensen had to say goodbye before he left for work. He wasn't sure how long filming would take today, but he wanted at least see his girlfriend's smiling face before he left.
"(Name)" He whispered, poking her side. As usual, (Name) squirmed away with a huff, obviously tired and annoyed that Jensen would use such torture to wake her. "(Name)." Jensen whispered once more. "Mhmm, lemme sleep." She replied, pulling the covers over her head. Jensen smiled softly, watching the way the light highlighted her hair. "I have to go to work." He informed. (Name) whined, grabbing Jensen hand, as if it'd prevent him f
Doctor!TenxReader Request for LightxLxCandyYou sat curled up under the controls of the TARDIS. You had been with the Doctor for only a short time and you had only really gone back and forth in time. First to the future, where you found that the bullies from your high school all became successful business people. The Doctor reassured you that it takes that type to become big in business, but that really just discouraged you more.More Like This
"Why should the worst people get the most power?"
You asked. The Doctor said it was because they are ruthless and do anything to get there. You knew he was right, but it didn't make you feel any better. Then you went to the past. That proved a very bad idea, you wound up in your high school. You wandered around while classes were on and no one was around. You went to your old locker but stopped short. There you were, your 16 year old self sitting slumped in front of it. There was blood and a razor blade on the ground in front of you and tears dripped slowly from your eyes as if they had life of their ow
ThreeThere in a field of greenMore Like This
The wind blows across the grass.
The breeze whistles among the blades,
And the sun beats down,
And the clouds are not there.
The sky is blue.
The grass is green.
The sun, yellow.
But where are the flowers?
They are hidden in the grass.
Does the sky see them?
No, it does not.
Does the sun warm them?
Do the blades of grass bend for them?
No, they hide them.
Does the wind reach them?
No, it blows overhead;
The trees make it theirs.
When the leaves fall,
What do they cover?
They cover the flowers.
But then winter passes, and spring comes-
And then the flowers get their glory,
Who sees you?
I want to see your heart.
Who wants to warm you?
I want to shine on you with love.
Who is unashamed?
I will let you show.
Who will not ignore you?
I am devoted.
Who will rake the leaves up when they fall on you?
I will wipe away the tears;
And I will let your beauty shine.
And when the winter comes?
And when the air is cold?
I will protect you from the snow