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Supernatural: Balthazar X Demon!Reader
I let out a frustrated growl as I spun around, sensing the angel behind me. I flashed my black eyes at him, causing him to raise an eyebrow in amusement.
“That’s not a way to greet an old friend.”
“You’re not my friend, Balthazar.”
“Ouch, that hurts.” I rolled my eyes and turned back to what I was doing; breaking into a safe. The demon who owned this house was dead, getting in the way of what I wanted. After doing all the hard work, I should have known Balthazar would have come out of nowhere to claim my prize.
“Go away angel, this one’s mine.”
“We’ll see.” Suddenly I was thrown across the room, smashing into the opposite wall. I scrambled up straight away, sending a blast of air at Balthazar which caused him to crumple in a heap on the floor. I then shot over to the safe and quickly forced it open, not having any patience to try and pick it. The object caught my eye and I grinned, picking it up and fee
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Supernatural: Benny X Reader
I anxiously waited for Benny to come home; he said he was bringing couple of friends around, but I had no idea who they were. Apparently they were hunters which kind of worried me. I mean, Benny was a vampire. He had told me about Sam and Dean Winchester, but I knew that disaster followed them wherever they went and that they could not be trusted around monsters.
Just as I was about to lose it I saw headlights flash on the drive signalling Benny’s return. I made my way into the kitchen, trying to look like I had been busy and not worrying. I knew it was hopeless though; Benny always seemed to read my mind and emotions like a book. The front door opened and I heard Benny calling my name. I walked out to meet him, smile on my face.
“I was starting to worry, you’d been gone so long.” I said, giving him a hug. A chuckle vibrated in Benny’s chest as he placed a kiss on my cheek and gave me a squeeze.
“You know I always come back Darlin’, you don
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Peter Parker X Reader
*3rd Person POV*
Peter grinned as he relaxed back onto his chair. After a successful mission, himself and his friends/colleagues were just chilling at the Avenger’s tower, having a few laughs and some drinks. The conversation had been light so far, everyone just congratulating each other and jibing each other. He’d never felt as part of the family as he did now.
“So, Peter, tell me. You have a special someone yet?” Tony suddenly turned to the young man with a teasing twinkle in his eyes. Peter blushed and looked down, becoming shy at the question. He hadn’t yet told them about his long-term girlfriend, hadn’t planned to tell them, but he was a hopeless liar, He knew that just by his reaction to the question everyone would know the answer.
“Well, Peter? Have you?” Loki leaned forward, Bucky following suit. Even Steve gave him a questioning look, and the Cap usually tried to save him from these situations.
“Er, yeah, I-I guess I do.
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Supernatural: Sam and Dean X OC Forest
“Dean, I’m being serious. I don’t think it’s him.” Sam tried to get his brother to see sense as they made their way back to their motel after interviewing a suspect in their latest hunt. The male they had just interviewed had been a young man (Sam had put him at about twenty) and Sam had believed him when he said that he had no idea what had been happening around the town. He’d said he had heard nothing or seen nothing out of the ordinary, assuring them if he had he would have told them. He had seemed slightly panicked when the boys told him that people were being murdered but Sam put that down to him feeling not safe. Dean seemed to think otherwise.
“Sammy, I’m telling ya. I have a sixth sense for these things. Guy was guilty as hell- I mean you saw how panicked he looked when we brought up the dead bodies. He also shied away from the silver I was holding. Guy has werewolf written all over him.”
“I don’t believe you.
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Supernatural: Lucifer X Pregnant!Reader
I heard the front door to my house shut, and as silence fell about the place I let out a sigh of relief. I slumped down on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling. My hands found their way onto my stomach, and I gave it a gentle pat.
“Y’know, I love your dad, but he can’t half fuss.” I said, looking down and smiling. “You’re gonna be so spoilt.”
I had just managed to convince Lucifer to leave the house after a whole weekend of having him hovering around me and fussing over every little thing that happened. I knew that he was only looking out for me and worried about the baby, but a girl needed space sometimes.
“Are you hungry? I’m hungry.” I got up off the sofa, slowly walking over to the fridge. It was nearly time for my due date, just a few weeks off, and though I was excited I was also extremely nervous. I knew Nephilim pregnancies could be deadly for the mother, but that wasn’t the thing bothering me the most.
I was scar
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TFWX Angels X Archangels X Reader: Part 2
I walked into the bunker’s kitchen, ruffling Sam’s hair as I passed him. He looked up, giving me a small grin before going back to his laptop.
“Hi Dean.” The older Winchester looked up from his cooking, smiling when I hugged him.
“Hey there, Princess.” He greeted, hugging him back. “I can’t believe this is your last morning with us.”
“They’ll be others, promise. As much as I love staying with my human friends, I can’t stay away from here for long.” I said, kissing his cheek. “Anyway, what’s for breakfast?”
“Since it’s your last morning for a while, a little bit of everything.” He replied, going back to the cooker. “Y’know, you could save me a whole lot of trouble and just magic all this stuff up.”
“Yeah, but it wouldn’t come from the heart then, and you can cook better than I can conjure.” I
replied, grabbing myself a drink before moving
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Supernatural: Balthazar X Reader
I shot through the bunker, book in hand as I tried to find my phone. After looking for a good thirty seconds I called an emergency, shouting out my best friend’s name.
“Balthazar! Balthazar!” HELP!” I shrieked, and with a flap of wings the angel was right by my said, angel blade in his hand.
“Darling, what’s wro- Oh, you’re fine.” I paused in my running around, seeing the irritation on his face. “____, we’ve spoken about this, okay? Don’t call me in a panic if you aren’t in dire danger, you make me worry.”
“But this is an emergency! I can’t find my phone, and I need to tell Sam and Dean what they are fighting against.”
“You know I don’t give a crap about those boys, you shouldn’t worry me.” I sighed, rolling my eyes at his words. I wrapped my arms around him in a hug, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek.
“Okay, sorry about that. Now help me find my phone.”
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FNAF: William Afton X Reader
I anxiously paced my hallway, fiddling with the hem of my coat as I waited for my friend to turn up. Last week, my best friend had talked me into having a double date. So, tonight, she’d told me to dress up and that she was coming to collect me anytime now. We were meeting the men at the restaurant.
I was snapped out of my worried thoughts by a car horn sounding, and when I peeked out the door I saw my friend waiting in her car. I took a deep breath, before grabbing my bag and walking out to meet her. I climbed into the car, giving her a nervous smile.
“Hey, don’t look so nervous. Henry assured me that Will is really nice, funny, and a good talker- right up your street!” She assured, pulling onto the road.
“If you’re sure…”
“Well, I’ve never met William, so I’m not sure, but I trust Henry not to joke about with this.”
“How have you been dating Henry for who knows how many months, but haven’t met his bes
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Supernatural: Dick Roman X Angel!Reader
I huffed, throwing myself down on the bed and letting out a moan. I felt my partner placing a hand on my back, running it up and down.
“I never thought angels could get tired, then I had kids.”
“You’re the one who wanted them.”
“You’re the one who agreed to them. You know every idea I put forward is a bad one.” He chuckled and rolled me over, pressing a kiss to my neck. I smiled up at him, ruffling his light brown hair. His brown eyes found mine, and he pressed his lips against mine.
“Dick…”
“Not while the kids are home.” I gasped and gave him a playful slap to his side, causing the leviathan to laugh.
“You’re disgusting!” He rolled his eyes and rolled so I was lying on top of him.
“But you love me.”
“Eh, you’re my favourite Leviathan.” Dick Roman rolled his eyes, stroking a hand through my hair.
“I love you.”
“Love you to.” I leant down,
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Supernatural X The Void!Reader
I blinked my eyes open, smiling to myself when I realised what day it was.
“25 today!” I cried, throwing my arms in the air as I spoke to on one in particular. I raced out of bed and down to my living room, where a pile of presents was waiting for me. I let out a whoop and threw myself in front of them, clapping my hands. Despite being twenty-five, I still acted like a ten-year-old on my birthday, and didn’t care what anybody thought. Age was just a number, maturity was an option. Before I could start unwrapping my presents, my phone began to ring, and I saw my mother’s ID on the screen. I huffed. I loved my mother, but she couldn’t half talk. I’d be here for hours chatting to her about nothing that mattered.
“Happy Birthday, Darling!” I winced at the loudness of my mother’s voice, but couldn’t help the smile on my face. She was such a loving and enthusiastic woman.
“Thanks, mom.”
“Have you opened your presen
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Supernatural X Reader: Part 2
Just a quick note before the story, the reader does have a boyfriend in the story, and I just used a description and name because I found it easier to write that way. You can use whatever descriptions and names you want, it really won't affect the story.
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“____?” I looked up from my book to see Gabriel standing by my bedroom door, a strained smile on his face.
“Gabriel, what’s going on?”
“There’s two beings downstairs waiting to meet you. They’ve been here about half an hour.” The archangel said, and I frowned. Kyle (who was just waking up) moaned softly, pulling me closer to him as he blinked his eyes open.
“What’s happening?”
“Nothing, nothing. Just people wanting to meet me.” I replied, giving me a kiss. “Me and Night will see what’s going on.”
“Wait- let me get ready. I need to be there in case things go wrong.”
‘Tell Kyle
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Hetalia: Denmark X Reader
I rolled my eyes as Denmark threw himself onto my bed, making small moaning noises whilst massaging his neck. I put my book down and ran a hand through his wild hair, causing him to look up at me through his bright blue eyes.
“What did you do to Norway this time?” I asked, smiling as the Dane wrapped his arms around me and rest his head on my shoulder.
“All I said was something about his bromance with his little magic club and he strangled me!” He cried, and I chuckled.
“Maybe if you stopped teasing him and wearing ties he wouldn’t be so aggressive towards you.” Denmark gasped at my words, pulling away.
“I am the King of Northern Europe! I am not the problem here!”
“You’re the King of Idiots, that’s for sure.”
“You wound me, you truly do.” Denmark mumbled, sitting against my head board with his arms folded. I chuckled and leant up, kissing his cheek.
“You know I’m only joking.” I
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Azazel X Horseman!Reader X Gabriel
I froze where I stood, a feeling of pain exploding in my head. I shrieked and collapsed to the floor, desperately trying to shake away the pain. After a few seconds, it subsided, and I was left with an ache in my soul. That could only mean one thing. He’s dead.
“A-Azazel…” I called out my mate’s name in a choked sob, curling up into a ball. “N-No…”
“Harmony? What’s wrong?” My twin walked into the room, but I barely heard him. All I could focus on was the loss and emptiness of losing my partner. “Harmony, come on, talk to me. What’s wrong?”
“A-Azazel… H-He’s d-dead!” I cried, feeling tears fall down my face in waterfalls. My whole body shook, and my brother held me close to his body.
“How do you know?”
“Because it feels like I’m dying, War!” I cried, and War huffed, picking me up and carrying me to my room where he placed me on my bed. “I-I want
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Supernatural: God X Horseman!Reader
I glared over at my partner, whose eye burned with defiance and little remorse. I grit my teeth, and the archangel in my hold gave a light tug at my hair.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, picking up on the mood almost instantly. I looked down into his emerald eyes, giving his black locks a little stroke.
“Nothing, Michael. Just go on up to your room, your Father and I need to have a little chat, okay?”
“Okay, but can I please have some ice cream after you've had a chat?” Michael asked, his six little wings trembling with anticipation at the thought of the sugary treat. Despite my anger, I chuckled, and nodded.
“Of course Sweetheart, now off you go. I’ll call you when I need you.”
“Okay! Love you.”
“I love you to, Sweetheart.” With that, I set the archangel down and he went running off to his room. When I heard the door open and close, I turned onto my soul mate, gaze hardening when I saw what was in his arms.
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Supernatural X Reader
Just a quick note before the story, the reader does have a boyfriend later on in the story, and I just used a description and name because I found it easier to write that way. You can use whatever descriptions and names you want, it really won't affect the story.
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I was slowly pulled from my dreams by a shouting in my mind, and an urge to just run somewhere. I moaned and rubbed my eyes, the voice in my head hissing angrily at me.
'____, if you make one more noise both of us are dead. Be still and quiet.'
“What?” I whispered, and I heard the being huff in annoyance.
'Shut up. Now, I need you to just act, not ask questions, got it.'
“Erm… O-Okay…”
'I need you to climb out your bedroom window. Something is in the house, and it’s after both of us.'
I quickly climbed over to my window, giving one last look to my bedroom before opening it as far as it could go and wriggling my way out. I clim
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Supernatural: Gabriel X Reader
I trotted through the Bunker, trying to find the troublesome archangel who I had been ordered to babysit by Sam and Dean. Me and the boys had just had an argument, and I needed my best friend to make me feel better again. I soon found him in his room, Netflix on and lollipop in his mouth whilst he lounged back in bed. When I entered the room he looked over, whisky eyes twinkling as he did so.
“Hey there, Sweetheart.”
“Hello Gabe.” I replied, smiling as I sat by him in his bed. He frowned, looking me up and down.
“What have Sam and Dean done?” He asked, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “C’mon, you can tell me.”
“Nothing. We just had a little fight, that’s all.” I replied, kissing the archangel’s cheek. “I promise. I just need my favourite archangel to cheer me up.”
Gabriel’s face lit up again, and he automatically handed me a lollipop and pushed me back onto the bed, before leaning down a
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CIRL PrussiaxReader
Sighing in exhaustion, you left your last class for the day and headed back to your apartment. You didn't know why, but you just couldn't keep your eyes open for very long today. It's not like you didn't get enough sleep last night. Heck, you didn't even get too much sleep. You'd gotten an almost even eight hours, so you should be fine. But for some reason, you weren't. And despite all of your efforts to wake up, your body wasn't having it.
So with eyelids drooping, you trudged your merry way back home.
With a happy groan, you entered your one-floor apartment and flopped down on the floor, not even bothering to close the door just yet. After contemplating the pros and cons of falling asleep in your entry way, you decided it might be a tad bit safer for your health if you slept in your bed. Because having someone get into your house is no biggie.
Wearily standing up, you closed and locked your door, dropped your school stuff in the kitchen and made your way to your bedroom. Your bed had
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2p!HetaliaxReader Taming the Beasts (England)
England giggled, happy that you were
paying attention to him.
“Please, poppet, call me
Oliver~!”
You giggled too. This England’s
cheerful attitude was rubbing of on you. After the night you’ve
been having, a little cheer is just what the doctor ordered.
“Okay~! What were you doing here,
Oliver?”
Oliver pouted. “I was going to
see Mr. Grumpy Pants, but it doesn’t look like he’s awake
right now.”
“O-Oh, um, that’s kind of
my fault Oliver…sorry.”
Oliver glared, but after a moment his
face softened and he pulled you into a gentle hug.
“Oh, poppet, I understand,”
he whispered soothingly, “that boy has never known how to treat
a lady, despite all I taught him…” He rested his head on
your shoulder and sighed.
Still on guard, you gently hug him
back, making him giggle again. After a quiet moment, he abruptly
pushed himself off of you…effectively pushing you on the
ground.
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Cupcakes and Popsicles[2P!England/Oliver Kirkland]
You pulled up to the FACE household to, once again, hear yelling from within its walls. You sighed, by the tones of the voices, it seemed to be Allen and Oliver arguing - again. You kind of wanted to bash your face on the steering wheel, and swore that if Al ended up in the hospital poisoned again, it was going to be you to punch Oliver in the face. One of these days he was going to learn that poisoning gets him nowhere. You groaned, climbing out of your car and heading up to the steps.
"So, you're not part of it this time?" you asked, noticing Francois swinging lazily on the hammock in the front yard. He took in a drag of his cigarette, held it for a moment, and then blew out the smoke.
"Non, Alain completely started this one. I was going to leave taffy hair alone today. He seemed in a good mood, and I didn’t want to go to the ER because he got angry with me," stated Francois, looking over at you. He glanced you up and down with a smirk, and then turned back to his cigare
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Nightmares [2P!Italy|Luciano Vargas]
2P!Italy|Luciano Vargus

Fem!Reader

    Luciano grunted, wildly turning over in his sleep for the millionth time that night.
    You stared tiredly at your husband, pondering the painful grimace adorning his features. You hadn’t been able to sleep since Luciano fell asleep, and started whining and tossing around in his slumber. Sometimes, on nights like this, you would just get up and sleep on the couch.
    But this was one of those different nights; something in your gut told you it was - so you stayed.
    Luciano’s sleeping form flopped back around to face you and groped around the bed searching for something. When his tan hand found your side, he released an almost relieved sigh as he pulled you to him. He muttered something low in Italian, his face burying itself in crook of your neck; you could feel that his skin was clammy with sweat. The Italian whimpered, his fingertips burying
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William Afton X Reader. ( V. 1 )
You walk down the street toward your workplace, A cheerful pizzaria called FredBears family diner, It was rested at the top of a hill overlooking Hurricane, The city you lived in. You had two great friends, William And Henry, William was thin and was adorable, His jet black hair rested in a ponytail and he wore a purple uniform. Henry was also thin, He had brown hair and wore glasses, His uniform was a cream color. You liked both of them. You often questioned William's sanity, Whenever Henry mentioned his family Jealousy laced William's eyes.  You opened the door to see William sitting on the stage and Henry talking to him. "Hey boys!" You say smiling. "Hey Y/N." William said with a smirk. your cheeks flushed, You loved his rich beautiful British accent whenever he spoke. William noticed your blushing and Henry began to laugh.  "L-lets get ready t-to open." William said, Your face turned pinker.
Henry turned on the animatronics on the stage.  They began to move and sing.
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Now or never
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word Count: 1,271
Warning(s): some feelings and angst in the beginning but it gets better^^
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. It belongs to Erik Kripke, our god.
A/n: Umm, hey guys. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I haven’t wrote or posted anything for almost a year now. I feel so bad for letting all of you down, but I feel that I’m gaining back my writing skills. I’ll try to post at least once a week from now on. Hope you aren’t mad at me. Anyways, enough with my whining. Let’s get started, shall we? Feedback is WELCOME!!


~Thoughts~

I tried to say. Tried to actually voice my words. My concerns and opinion. I had to do it. Had to make everything clear. I needed that like one would need to breath…
But I couldn’t…
I couldn’t bring myself up high enough to do such a thing..
Fear… Anxiety…
I’m scared to
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Supernatural Michael x Reader
(Y/N)= Your Name
(H/C)= Hair Color
(E/C)= Eye Color
(F/M)= Favorite Movie
Michael is also occupying Young!John Winchester as a vessel, so you can suck it
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"Just one night! Please, Mikey?!
"(Y/N), I don't-"
"Pleeeaaasssseee!? One night?!" The (H/C) woman begged, widening her (E/C) eyes up at him
The dark haired angel stood there in silence, staring at her before giving in a defeated sigh
"Alright, if it makes you happy..."
(Y/N) beamed up at him before giving him a tight hug
"You can wait in the living room while I go grab some popcorn and put in (F/M) in!"
Michael chuckled as he watched her skip away, shaking his head absently...
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"I...I still don't understand the significance of this film..."
"Well~! We could've watched Titanic..."
"Father, no. I heard enough from Balthazar to NOT watch it".
(Y/N) giggled up at him, snuggling into his wife and planting a kiss onto his cheek
"Hey, Mikey?"
"Yes, (Y/N)?"
"Do you like me?" The question caught him
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2p!Hetalia X Reader 7 Minutes in Heaven: Flavio
Maybe it was now finally your turn. The girl behind you was acting so shy and pushing you towards the edge of your girls little group so much that you almost stood apart from it. You didn't mind. You trusted yourself to be able to kiss a man or at least to humor one for seven minutes.
So with a light heart and mood in the clouds you got out from your little girls group and went for it. Every man stared at you when you slipped your hand inside the top hat and started to feel around for anything you felt comfortable with. Or rather, you were looking something that might have belonged to you, like something that you might have put in the hat if girls would have been the ones to put items there.
Soon your hand graced something silky feeling and you decided that it was your item! You pulled it out and were a little surprised of what you saw. It was pretty (color) ribbon string. It felt very nice against your fingers and as you looked closer you could see little double Gs all around it.
"Who
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Vow - Jack the Ripper x Reader
If I were to disappear,
 
Walking through the dark alleys of Whitechapel, (h/c) coloured hair swayed vigorously and heavy, yet hurried footsteps echoed around the brick walls.
 
Would you grant my wish?
 
Taking a final step, a petite body filled into the light of a lamppost. Her chest was heaving and her hair in disarray- but she didn’t pay any attention to it, she merely continued to walk, her eyes fixated to her front, or rather, on the dark clothed person partially lighted down the corner.
 
My wish is…
 
The woman fell into a complete stop. The man turned his head towards the woman, and his cheeks lifted at the sight as he started moving towards the lass.
 
Ha! Tricked you! Thought I would really say it, didn’t you?
 
 
“_______” He reached out an arm towards her and _______ took his hand, cupping her cheeks with his.
 
“Jack.” She whisper
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Gabriel x reader SPN Rudolf the red nosed reindeer
Gabriel x fem reader
Rudolf the red nosed reindeer
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Gabriel set up dinner for the two of you. He was as ready as he'd ever be for the two of you to finally be alone for once.
He always thought the boys kept you on a tight leash which wasn't really the case but that's what he thought about it. Whenever he tried to flirt with you one of the Winchesters or Castile was next to you in seconds.
You got changed into a red dress and braided your (h/c) hair back. You put on some makeup which of course none of the boys had ever really seen you in, you wore small amounts of it but makeup was to much of a hassle in your line of work.
You walked down the stairs which brought Dean, Sam, Cas, and Bobby in the room. "Where are you going?" Bobby asked.
"Gabriel invited me to dinner." You stated with a smile pulling on a coat. Castiel raised an eyebrow.
"Are you wearing makeup?"
"Um yes I am."
"You look nice."
"Thanks Cas."
"He's taking you on a date?" Dean asked. He was obviously angry confuse
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I love you Charlie by QueenMayon
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First time at the beach (Luciferxreader)contestfic
First time at the beach (Lucifer x reader)
Lucifer’s confused look as he stared at the water lapping at his bare toes on the sandy beach was absolutely adorable. Lucifer tilted his head to the side as he watched wave after tiny wave smack into his toes with great intensity while feeling the grit of the sand under them mixing with the smooth cool of the waters on top. You walked up to place one hand on his shoulder then another on his back to gently rub over the bare skin of his shirtless form. You liked the look of swim trunks on Lucifer and no shirt but he didn’t understand like many things why this was all necessary no matter how many times you told him that it was time to relax he still didn’t get it.
“What do you think?” You asked Lucifer
“It’s…strange but…good, I think” Lucifer stated briefly looking up at you before returning his gaze to his feet.
“Well does it feel good?” You asked following his gaze to hi
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Michael's Flower
It is obvious to me that this place is his sanctuary. Much like I knew that the cottage was Raphael's. There is no question that the beautiful, old ballroom before me is his. The sweeping ceiling is domed and covered with soft, subtle paintings of roses – his favorite flower. The decorative pillars and arches are spread evenly throughout the room. The wooden floors softly reflect the beginnings of the sunset coming through the great window at the end of the well-proportioned and quite large ballroom. I stand in the center, slowly looking around the great room. I hear him clear his throat behind me and I turn. He smiles at me and I walk towards him, taking him in at a glance.
His brown curls are mostly tamed, surprisingly. He is wearing a black suit, white dress shirt, and has a red rose in his jacket pocket. He has his hands shoved into his pockets and he is leaning against one of the pillars, smiling gently.
"Do you like it, little flower?" he asks me. I smile.
"I love it." He is
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Infatuation Can Get You Places
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Ash Ketchum, a black haired male continued to prance around like a complete and utter idiot. His Pikachu hopped in front of every step that he took, his trainer's hat hanging out of it's mouth. It wasn't hard to see why Ash was chasing his best Pokémon at all. Even so, nothing could change the fact that he still looked like a complete fool. A purple haired female by the name of Iris stood of to the side, muttering under her breath about Ash being such a 'kid'. The last of the trio was stood beside the only female of the group, a nervous smile on his lips. They were supposed to be moving in ord
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I let out a frustrated growl as I spun around, sensing the angel behind me. I flashed my black eyes at him, causing him to raise an eyebrow in amusement.

“That’s not a way to greet an old friend.”

“You’re not my friend, Balthazar.”

“Ouch, that hurts.” I rolled my eyes and turned back to what I was doing; breaking into a safe. The demon who owned this house was dead, getting in the way of what I wanted. After doing all the hard work, I should have known Balthazar would have come out of nowhere to claim my prize.

“Go away angel, this one’s mine.”

“We’ll see.” Suddenly I was thrown across the room, smashing into the opposite wall. I scrambled up straight away, sending a blast of air at Balthazar which caused him to crumple in a heap on the floor. I then shot over to the safe and quickly forced it open, not having any patience to try and pick it. The object caught my eye and I grinned, picking it up and feeling the power surge through me. Balthazar grumbled something under his breath but didn’t try to attack me. It was all part of our little game.

“Better look next time, Angel.” Balthazar just shook his head, disappointment showing on his features. I held the weapon tighter as I moved towards him; we had unspoken rules in our little game, but I still didn’t trust him. He was as slimy as an angel could get.

“You won’t beat me next time, Demon.” Balthazar responded, brushing off his clothes. “My weapons collection is dwindling, I need to build it up again. I’m willing to put up more of a fight when that happens.”

“I’ll look forward to it. Makes it more fun if you can be bothered to fight.” I said, snorting when he tripped over a bit of debris. “So graceful.”

“Shut up.” He snapped, though there was no fire in his voice. “Y’know Darling, I was wondering something last night.”

“Uh oh.” I teased, grinning at him. He rolled his eyes.

“Why are we even fighting each other for these weapons? I mean, we’re both runaways, both dealers,
why are we against each other? We should be working together against the world.” I frowned at Balthazar’s words. They had seemingly come out of the blue; never before had he even hinted at wanting to team up with me.

“What? Where the hell is this coming from?” I asked, taking a step back and going on the defensive. Probably trying to get my guard down so he could get close to my stash of weapons. Balthazar stepped forward, smile on his face.

“I was just thinking about it the other night and it made sense. I mean, it’s not like we want to kill each other or we are mortal enemies. We just work in the same trade, so why not work together? It would put us at an advantage should we have any new… contenders, in our little game.” He explained, cocking his head to one side. “You’re talented, not as talented as me obviously, but I think you could contribute wonderfully to my collection, as I could to yours.”

I looked him up and down, searching for anything that could indicate deceit. I found none. I wasn’t just going to go along with what he said though. I didn’t like him, didn’t trust him, and I was doing fine on my own. I told him as much. He chuckled.

“You may do well against me Sweetheart, but I can assure you, you won’t be able to hold you own against Raphael, Crowley, hell even the Winchesters and their pet angel. You know what they do to demons.” I flinched at his words, knowing it was true. I knew that even though I was a demon, my arrogance could cause me to slip up in the future. I knew that once any of the above players got wind of me, I’d have to play extra careful. Of course, with Balthazar this would still be the case, but he could keep me from making the mistakes.

“How about a deal?” I finally said, crossing my arms over my chest. “I’ll team up with you, but only If you prove I can trust you. I need to get to know you first before I start making any rash decisions that could cause me to get killed by an angel.”

“I’m okay with that deal.” Balthazar replied, smirking at me. “Now, how about we seal the deal?”
I moved close to him, making sure not to let my guard down. His hands wound around my waist and he
lent down, gently pressing his lips against mine. I felt a spark ignite in my chest and before I could stop myself I deepened the kiss, using my hand not occupied by the weapon to run through his hair. He gently squeezed me tighter before ending the kiss, pulling back. His eyes were bright and shining, though there was a look of confusion on his face.

“What?” I asked, taking a couple of steps back and acting as though I hadn’t felt what I had.

“Don’t act like you didn’t just feel that… Well, I don’t quite know what that was.” The angel responded, crossing his arms over his chest as his brow creased. I shrugged, making my way over to the exit.

“Don’t know, don’t care. I’m getting out of here. I’ll see you later, Angel.” I called, teleporting away and leaving Balthazar to his thoughts. I appeared right in my living room and I quickly placed the weapon in my safe room before pouring myself some alcohol, my mind reeling.

I was sure what I had felt was love, yet that confused me; I was a demon, I couldn’t feel love. Yet, what I had just felt… I couldn’t describe it as anything else. But why would I feel love for Balthazar? I mean, yes we had been competing together for a few years now, but I hadn’t spent any time with him outside of my job. I sighed, resting my head in my hands.

Feelings.

I hated them.



The next morning I found myself browsing through the internet, trying to find any leads that may lead to anymore weapons, when Balthazar appeared in my front room, a book in hand. I frowned.

“Ever heard of knocking?”

“Yes but I’m an angel.” He greeted, taking a seat beside me. He looked at my laptop. “Hunting without me? Our little alliance has barely started and you’ve already gone solo.”

“I’m not in an alliance with you yet, Angel. I have to be able to trust you first.” I muttered, continuing to scroll. “What do you want?”

“Well, as you were so defiant about our little spark yesterday I took it upon myself to research what it could be. I read this book-“

“I didn’t know you could read.” I cut in and Balthazar just glared at me, looking mock-hurt.

“Well, surprise surprise. Anyway, this book- hold on, let me find the page- here! This book claims that we are soul mates.” I froze before snatching the book from Balthazar, my laptop forgotten. My eyes quickly scanned the page and I felt myself begin to panic.

“This is crap- utter nonsense!” I cried, throwing the book back Balthazar and standing up. “There is no way in hell I am your soulmate!”

Balthazar looked hurt at my words and actions for a second, but it disappeared as soon as it arrived. He sat back in the sofa, shrugging.

“Believe what you want to believe ____, but this book is not written by some lunatic on a rant about monsters; this man has gone around the globe, studied different species, different emotions, everything. I whole heartedly agree with him.”

“Well I’m glad you do, but I’m not falling for it.” I snapped. “I am not your soulmate!”

“Why are you so against it?” Balthazar asked, conjuring up an alcoholic drink in his hand. “I’m not a bad guy.”

“No, but you’re an angel. An angel that has been bugging me and making my job a hell of a lot harder. Besides, I’m a demon. I don’t do feelings.”

“You used to be human though.” Balthazar responded, leaning forwards. “You struck a deal. Your soul for your boyfriend’s life, right?”

“Shut up.”

“He wasn’t a good boyfriend though, was he?” Without thinking I sent Balthazar flying into the wall before grabbing him by he collar of his shirt.

“The hell did I just say, Angel? Shut. Up!”

“Abused you, didn’t he? Mentally and physically.”

I saw red. I let out a roar and started to beat Balthazar up, furious he had looked into me and ripped open my past; a past I had tried to forget. As I was punching him Balthazar quickly recovered and wrapped his arms around me, pinning my arms to my sides.

“Okay, okay, I’ll stop. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you snap.” He gently pressed his cheek against mine, my back to his chest. I tried to force my way out of his hold but he was using his angel mojo and I wasn’t strong enough to break out. “_____, _____, calm down!”

“Piss off, Angel!” I snarled, trying to head butt him. I missed.

“What I was trying to say was that you can still feel things! Look how angry you are. If you can feel anger and pleasure, you can surely feel love. Someone just has to show you what love is.” I paused in my movements. “I know that we haven’t had much conversation before, and I know this is coming out of nowhere, but I’m lonely. That spark… it set off a chain of emotions in me. I’m an angel, I’m not supposed to feel love or anything else for that matter. But I do, and I was never human. Please, just give us a chance.”

He finally let me go and I moved back from him, out of breath and shaking. Balthazar was looking at me with a pleading expression, his blue eyes shining brightly.

“You think I’m lonely?” I finally snarled and Balthazar nodded, not intimidated by my snapping.
“Yes. Like me.” I looked down at the floor, unsure. I could remember what it was like being a human; I remembered what it felt to love, to be betrayed, the hurt…

“____?” I looked up at Balthazar who had reached out an outstretched hand. “I know this is happening fast, and I know this is going to be harder for you than me, but I really want this to work, y’know? We could be so good together.”

I looked from his eyes to hand, a large part of me screaming at myself to take it. My human part.

“If I agree to see where this goes, see if we are soulmates or not, you have to promise not to dig into my past or bring it up unless I want to talk about it. Got it?” I said and he nodded, grinning when I placed a hand in his.

“I promise not to bring your past up again.” He murmured, gently cupping my face in his free hand.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet. You have a lot to prove.”



I walked into my house, holding the door open for Balthazar who was happily waving the weapon about.

“Stop waving in the air like that, you’re going to cause an accident.” I snapped, snatching it off him as I locked the door. He pouted, holding his hand out for me to place the sword back in his hand.

“Come on Sweetheart, it’s just a little fun.” He replied, wrapping an arm around my waist. I pushed him away from me, not missing the sad look that came into his eyes for a second before disappearing.

“Just get us some drinks and wait in the living room.” I replied, walking towards the safe. “I’ll let our ‘friend’ know we have what he wants. He can come pick it up tomorrow.”

“Whatever you say, Sweetheart.” He murmured, walking into the living room. I sighed, putting the sword away and making the call. When I sat by Balthazar he placed an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close to his side. I pulled away.

“Come on; why won’t you sit by me?”

“That’s sitting on you.” I responded, leaning away from him. Balthazar huffed, leaning his head o the back of the sofa.

“Why must you insist on being so difficult?” Balthazar asked and I frowned.

“What are you talking about?”
“We’ve been doing this little thing of ours for months now. Yet you still seem to dislike me as much as when we started this.” I sighed, placing my head in my hands.

“What did you expect coming from a demon with my background, huh? You expect me to just be happy and be charmed as soon as you buy me a drink? This isn’t how this works.”

“Months. Months, ____. It’s not like I’m asking you to kiss me or anything. Just be close to me.”

He said, giving me a smile. He moved slightly closer, gesturing to his side. “Come on, I promise nothing bad will happen.”

I hesitantly moved so that I was once again pressed against his side, my head resting on his shoulder as he took one of my hands in his. He gently leant his head on mine, passing me a drink and clicking his fingers to turn the TV on.

“This is… nice.” I finally allowed, looking up at him and at how close we were. He chuckled, pressing his nose against mine.

“I’m not diseased.” He whispered, caressing my cheek. “Not evil, not abusive. I don’t know when you’re going to learn this, but I hope you learn it soon. I really like you, _____. I believe now more than ever that we are soulmates.”

“I’m scared.” I whispered, knowing there were tears in my eyes but not caring. By this time, I was done hiding. As much as I hated to admit the angel had weaselled his way into my heart and a part of me wanted to admit he had it as soon as we had kissed and struck that deal. I pressed my forehead to his shoulder, closing my eyes. He was so warm.

“Scared?” He asked and I nodded, not looking up.

“Of this. Us. Love. Feelings. It’s so… unusual for me. I don’t know how to act or what to do, especially with my pride playing a role in my feelings.” I mumbled, finally lifting my head to look into Balthazar’s eyes.

“Love?” He asked and I smiled weakly.

“I think I love you, Angel.” I whispered. Balthazar looked shocked, opening and closing his mouth a few times but the words not coming out. He finally lent forwards and pressed his lips to mine, there one second and gone the next. He looked as surprised as I did at his actions, but before he could form an apology I quickly lent up and captured his lips once again, but this time I tangled my fingers in his hair so that he couldn’t move away. Balthazar froze for a moment before his arms moved around to my waist and kissed me back.

His lips were soft against mine, his movements gentle as though he would break me. I pressed my free hand to his chest, feeling love and lust battling inside me. I could feel Balthazar tense up as if he also sensed my longing and desire and he pulled away. He smiled down at me, forehead pressed to mine as we both caught our breaths.

“Sweetheart…” Balthazar murmured, giving me a kiss on my cheek. “Where did that come from?”

“Being sick of faking everything.” I replied, moving my hand from his hair to his cheek. “I still don’t know if we’re soulmates or not, but I do know that I love you.”

“If it is your pride your worried about, I think it should be comforted by the fact that you’re probably the only demon that can love.” I chuckled at Balthazar’s words, my pride feeling slightly better at that.

“I guess you’re right.”

“And the only demon to ever get an angel to love them as much as I love you.”

“You’re just being cheesy now.” I replied and Balthazar chuckled.

“All part of my charm, Sweetheart.” He said, kissing me on the lips. I smiled, easily falling into rhythm with him. As the kiss went on I felt it getting more and more passionate and before I knew it Balthazar had me pinned beneath him as he began to kiss down my neck and jaw. I pushed him away, feeling slight panic take over me.

“No, not yet.” I breathed, hoping he wasn’t going to force me into anything. His eyes widened with realisation and he quickly climbed off me, embracing me in his arms instead.

“I’m sorry ____, I completely forgot-“

“It’s fine.” I cut in, smiling up at him. “I got lost to.”

“I love you.” He murmured, moving some hair from out my face.

“I love you to.” I murmured, kissing his cheek. “So, so much.”
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I anxiously waited for Benny to come home; he said he was bringing couple of friends around, but I had no idea who they were. Apparently they were hunters which kind of worried me. I mean, Benny was a vampire. He had told me about Sam and Dean Winchester, but I knew that disaster followed them wherever they went and that they could not be trusted around monsters.

Just as I was about to lose it I saw headlights flash on the drive signalling Benny’s return. I made my way into the kitchen, trying to look like I had been busy and not worrying. I knew it was hopeless though; Benny always seemed to read my mind and emotions like a book. The front door opened and I heard Benny calling my name. I walked out to meet him, smile on my face.

“I was starting to worry, you’d been gone so long.” I said, giving him a hug. A chuckle vibrated in Benny’s chest as he placed a kiss on my cheek and gave me a squeeze.

“You know I always come back Darlin’, you don’t need to worry about me.” He responded, pulling away and gesturing to the two men walking in the door. “____, meet Dean and Sam. Dean helped me out of Purgatory.”

I turned to look at the men and held my hand out for each of them to take. “A pleasure to meet you. I have to say, Benny goes on about you quite a lot.”

“All good?” Dean asked and I shrugged.

“Not really.” Benny rolled his eyes and gave me a nudge towards the living room.

“Why don’t you three go and get settled down? Maybe put something on the TV; I’ll go get the drinks.” He suggested and I nodded, leading the boys into our living room.

“You guys take a seat anywhere you like; what kind of music do you like?” I asked. Dean opened his mouth to answer but Sam beat him to it.

“Dean likes Taylor Swift.” I raised an eyebrow at Dean who glared at Sam.

“Liked. I was a teenager.”

“She’s one of his guilty pleasures.” I felt my worries fade as the brother’s began to bicker. They seemed just like ordinary brothers. Benny walked in and smiled at me, handing me a drink.

“See Darlin’? They’re harmless to us.” He murmured, taking my hand and leading me over to the sofa. We sat down just as Sam and Dean finished arguing.

“You can read me like a book, you know that?” I asked and he grinned, giving my hand a squeeze.

“It’s what I pride myself on.”

“So ____, Benny says you know what he is. How did that come about?” Sam asked. I frowned at the question, wondering if he was always this frank when getting to know someone.

“Well, I used to be a hunter, so it comes with me being paranoid about getting close to anyone. I was gonna drop him when I knew what he was, but he was so sweet and managed to win me over.” I replied, smiling at the memory. “Never met a monster with charm before.”

“Good job you weren’t a hunter when I met you. Wouldn’t be alive if you were. She was a damn fine hunter.” Benny complimented, causing me to blush. “She’s hunted all over the globe, every monster you can think of. Got a good library up in that brain of hers.”

“Seriously?” Dean asked and I nodded.

“I think I’m an average hunter, but Benny seems to think I’m some sort of Goddess. Don’t listen to him.”

“How come you left the hunting profession? I mean it must have been amazing to travel and save people’s lives at the same time.” I shrugged at Sam’s question, leaning on Benny’s side.

“There are safer ways to travel the world; hunting too its toll on me mentally and physically. So, I decided to come back here and go to college, get a job that can support me and that I can carry on till I die naturally.” I explained. “I think I’ve done my bit of heroism.”

“Sounds like it. I’d like to travel but Dean’s scared of flying.”

“Why’d you have to tell everyone?” The older brother muttered and before another argument broke out Benny quickly asked about where the boys were based now. They told us about their bunker and what they were up to (which I was glad to hear didn’t involve causing the 20th apocalypse).


For the rest of the night we drank some more, shared funny stories and my worries eventually faded.
I could tell they weren’t here to harm Benny or myself and even though I was on high alert nothing happened. When they made an exit and drove off, Benny spun me in his arms and pulled me into a tight hug, placing lots of kisses on my cheek.

“See ____, nothing to worry about.” He said, giving me a smirk. He loved to prove me wrong.

“Alright, you win this time.” I responded, wrapping an arm around his neck. My other ran through his short locks, forehead pressed to Benny’s. “That will be the last time though.”

“We’ll see about that.” He replied, picking me up and taking me to our bedroom. There he laid me on the bed before lying beside me, arms holding me close to him. I looked up into his bright eyes, my heart skipping a few beats. Despite having been together for a few years now I still felt as though I had only just fallen in love.

“I can hear your brain at work; what are you thinking so hard about?” Benny asked, lips brushing mine.

“You.” I murmured, leaning up and pressing my lips firmly to his. He responded instantly, bringing up a hand to cup my cheek. We feel into rhythm easily, our bodies fitting together perfectly as if they were meant to be together. The kiss went on for quite a while; neither of us wanting to pull away but at the same time not wanting to turn this sweet moment into something more.

“I love you.” I mumbled between kisses before pulling back to breathe. “I know I tell you this a lot, but I’m so glad I met you.”

“I love you to.” Benny replied, giving me a grin. “And don’t worry, I never get tired of hearing it. After all this time of being alone, it’s perfect to have a companion such as yourself.” I gently nuzzled my head into the crook of his neck, closing my eyes and losing himself in his warmth.

“____?”

“Yes, Benny?”

“Do you ever feel in danger from me?” He asked and I frowned, pulling back.

“Of course not! What kind of question is that?”

“I just wandered because I’m a vampire; we ain’t the friendliest of creatures.”

“There’s always exceptions, and you’re one of them.” I said. “I’ve never felt in danger of you in my life, even when we have disagreements. I trust you completely. I wouldn’t be with you otherwise.”

Benny still seemed unsure by my answer and my heart broke for him; most the time he was a very confident individual, but sometimes his nerves and self-doubts got the better of him. It was mostly when he was tired or had a tough day, but sometimes his feelings and emotions got the better of him.

I lent up, pressing a tender kiss to his lips once again. He automatically relaxed and kissed me back, smiling into the kiss.

“Don’t doubt I love you or that I feel safe around you. Trust me, if I knew I was in danger I wouldn’t be here.”

“I love you, Darlin’.” He whispered.

“I love you to Benny.” I replied, grinning. “I love you to.”
Supernatural: Benny X Reader
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*3rd Person POV*

Peter grinned as he relaxed back onto his chair. After a successful mission, himself and his friends/colleagues were just chilling at the Avenger’s tower, having a few laughs and some drinks. The conversation had been light so far, everyone just congratulating each other and jibing each other. He’d never felt as part of the family as he did now.

“So, Peter, tell me. You have a special someone yet?” Tony suddenly turned to the young man with a teasing twinkle in his eyes. Peter blushed and looked down, becoming shy at the question. He hadn’t yet told them about his long-term girlfriend, hadn’t planned to tell them, but he was a hopeless liar, He knew that just by his reaction to the question everyone would know the answer.

“Well, Peter? Have you?” Loki leaned forward, Bucky following suit. Even Steve gave him a questioning look, and the Cap usually tried to save him from these situations.

“Er, yeah, I-I guess I do.” He finally replied, playing with one of the cushions beside him.

“You’ve kept that quiet.” Natasha smiled, taking a sip of her drink. “What’s her name?”

“I can’t say. You’d put her off me.” Peter joked, trying to change the conversation back to the teasing.

“Would you tell us if we promised not to show you up in front of her?” Clint offered but Peter shook his head.

“No, I’m not taking any chances.” Wanda frowned at this and stared at Peter, causing him to look down at the ground. He hoped to all the gods that she wasn’t doing what he thought she was.

“Who is ____ ____?” She asked, smirking. Peter stiffened, as did everyone else save from Pietro.

“____ ____? She died, did she not?” Thor asked, looking around at everyone. Peter began to feel more stressed, knowing if they started asking him questions he’d break. He’d kept her secret so long, she’d trusted him with it, and now it was all for nothing. He’d let her down. She’d trusted him, and he couldn’t even keep her secret.

Just as he was about to have a complete breakdown, he began to feel a tingling sensation all over his body. The familiar sensation caused the world the spin before he was standing up, facing his girlfriend in her home.


*1st Person POV*

I stood up to greet Peter, wrapping my arms around his neck. He buried his face into my shoulder, nuzzling me.

“I’m so sorry,” He whispered, “They know.”

“What?” I pulled back, feeling the guilt rolling off Peter in waves. He couldn’t meet my eyes, trying to look anywhere but at me. “Who know?”

“Tony, Steve, Natasha, Bruce, Clint, Thor, Wanda, Pietro, Bucky and Loki. Tony asked me if I had a girlfriend and I’m a really bad liar and they started asking questions and Wanda looked in my head and saw you and I started to panic and I’m so sorry I’m such a terrible boy-“

“Woah, woah, woah, slow down. We’re gonna handle this, okay?” I asked but he still looked panicked.

“Please don’t hate me, I know you have every right to but I don’t know what I’d do if you left.” He was completely distressed. Despite my inner panic I knew I had to assure Peter and to do that I had to be as confident as possible. I pulled him close again, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Shhh, calm down Peter, I’m going nowhere. I promise. We are going to work through this together, that means I’m staying right where I am. This was bound to happen eventually, I was foolish in thinking things could stay as they are.” I tried my best to reassure him, running my hands through his hair and trying to fill his head with thoughts of love and adoration. It seemed to work as he began to calm down, getting his breathing under control and wiping his eyes.

“I just panicked…” He whispered, finally allowing his gaze to meet mine. I smiled up at him.

“I know. You always do.” He smiled weakly at this. I pressed my forehead to his, closing my eyes and getting lost in the feeling of Peter holding me. “I love you.”

“I love you to.” He replied automatically, giving me a squeeze. I pulled one of my hands off Peter before clicking my fingers, teleporting us to bed with Peter’s favourite film on the TV and snacks surrounding us. He gave me a large grin, leaning over and pressing a kiss to my lips. I kissed him back, reaching up to tangle my hands in his hair.

“Feeling better?” I asked and Peter nodded.

“Definitely. Thank you for understanding- I feel awful. I mean, I know I’m bad at keeping secrets but I thought for sure I could keep yours.”

“Hey, this is no one’s fault. Wanda didn’t mean any harm and you didn’t let my secret out. I always knew that I’d have to explain myself one day, that this was just a holiday. You shouldn’t feel bad for anything.” I replied, leaning my head on his shoulder. He turned and placed a shy kiss to my forehead before leaning his head on mine.

“Thank you for being so forgiving. I thought for sure you wouldn’t want anything to do with me. I was so scared. Terrified.”

“You’re terrible at keeping secrets Peter, but you’re so sweet and adorable at the same time. I couldn’t hate you even if I wanted to, I don’t think.” Peter chuckled at this, wrapping an arm around my shoulders.

“I can’t help that I’m so lovable.” He murmured, kissing my cheek before turning his attention to the TV. “Where do we go from here?”

“They don’t know where we are, right?”

“Right.”

“Then we have tonight to ourselves. Them we’ll go to them together tomorrow and explain everything. It’s better if I go to them than them come to us.”

“You sure you want to do this?” I looked up at him, nodding.

“Yes. Now they know some of the truth, they deserve to know all of it.” I said, closing my eyes and snuggling up to him. “But tonight, it’s just us.”
Peter smiled. “Just us.”



The next morning, I was the first to wake. I quietly climbed out of Peter’s arms and began to get ready, feeling my nerves begin to build. I couldn’t believe I was going back to see my old friends, people I had classed as family- people I still classed as family. I looked in the bathroom mirror.
I hadn’t changed much since I had left. They would recognise me as soon as I stepped into the room.

The only reason I had managed to hide myself all this time was that I could change my appearance into anything I wanted in public. I sighed as I closed my eyes. I was terrified they’d hate me for what I’d done. I was hoping they would at least understand why I did what I did, but I could only hope.

“____?” I opened my eyes to see a sleepy Peter rubbing his eyes in the mirror and I spun around to face him, not wanting him to see I was upset and nervous. He easily picked up on my emotions though and wrapped me in a tight hug, placing lots of little kisses on my face which caused me to giggle.

He smiled down at me, holding me close. “Y’know, when Wanda said your name yesterday, everyone seemed shocked, but they also seemed hopeful. Yeah, they’ll be mad and confused, but they’ll hear you out and more importantly they will understand.”

“You’re right. I should stop worrying.” I murmured, leaning my head on his shoulder. “Are you ready to go?”

“Give me a few minutes, okay?” He asked and I nodded, giving him a quick hug before walking into the living room and pacing around.

Everything will be fine. Everything will be fine.



*3rd Person POV*

Steve watched as Peter disappeared in front of his eyes, shock causing his brain to stop working. He turned to Wanda who looked very confused at everyone’s reaction to ____’s name.

Wanda, what did you see?” He asked, pulling the woman’s attention to his. She opened and closed her mouth a few times before she managed to get her voice working.

“There was a girl- well, a few girls with Peter, but they were all called ____. Were they the same person? Is she like us?” Wanda replied, looking around at everyone. Nobody looked together enough to answer. She frowned and looked back at Steve, using her abilities to search his mind.

The first thing she saw was a woman with ___ hair and ___ eyes looking up in wonder at Steve. It looked like she had just been welcomed into the Avenger’s family. Time seemed to go on, with the woman gaining control over her abilities which ranged from conjuring and creating to teleporting controlling the elements. She seemed so powerful yet so humble.

She saw the woman playing pranks on everyone with Loki, helping Tony, relaxing with Steve and Bucky, training with Natasha and Clint, helping Vision to fit in with everyone, trying to life Thor’s hammer and finally listening intently to Bruce as he educated her in his lab. She seemed to keep everyone together and love everyone equally, almost being a mom to the group.

However, things took a turn. Just as everything had settled down in the Avenger’s lives ___ went on a solo mission, not coming back. Wanda saw Steve telling the others the bad news, felt everyone’s heartbreak and devastation at the loss of ____. Her body was brought back and burnt, ashes spread in the breeze.

When Wanda finally came out of Steve’s head she tried to make sense of everything she had seen, before quietly telling Pietro about what she had seen who was also confused. Loki was the first to move, getting up and silently walking out the room, head down. They soon heard something breaking and a frustrated yell.

“I shall go and make sure he does not break anything expensive.” Thor said quietly, getting up to follow his brother.

“It can’t be ____. She’s dead. She died. She can’t be alive.” Tony whispered to himself, head in his hands. “She’s dead, she’d dead, she’s dead.”

“Wanda, are you sure it was a woman called ____ in Peter’s head?” Steve asked and Wanda nodded.

“Yes, I saw her in your head to, hanging out with you all.” Wanda confirmed, gently placing a hand on Steve’s back. “She was special to you all.”

“More than special.” Bruce replied, giving Wanda a small smile. “She understood all of us and accepted us. She was one-of-a-kind.”

“She was really strong to- saved all our asses at some point.” Natasha chipped in, smiling. “I didn’t meet one person who didn’t like her. Save for anyone she beat up, of course.”

“Wait, so if she’s the girl with Peter- that means she’s alive. So who’s body did we burn?” Clint asked.

“She could create things in an instant. Pretty sure she could invent a replica of herself.” Tony replied, finally lifting his head up. “I’m also pretty sure she’s the one who teleported Peter away from here.”

“Which means he’s with her now, so she knows we know.” Steve finished and Tony nodded.

“My thoughts exactly.”

“Should we go question her? Ask what this is all about? Peter isn’t that hard to track down usually.” Natasha asked but Vision shook his head.

“No, she will be upset and alarmed if we all go to her. Let her come to us, she will not keep us waiting for long.” He suggested, standing up. “Right now, we all need to calm down. She is likely to be scared to come back, to have to explain everything, so we to need to be in the right mindset to take her information in tomorrow and be as understanding as possible. There is no doubt in my mind she had good reason to do this.”

“Vision is right.” Wanda said, looking at the ground. “I have never met her but from what I have seen she made you all happy and she is currently making Peter very happy. She wouldn’t hurt any of you without good enough reason.”

Steve looked down at the floor, suddenly feeling the need to be on his own. He stood and strode out the room, hearing Loki swearing and screaming in another part of the tower. He sighed, feeling tears enter his eyes but not wanting anyone else to see them. He managed to hold them off until he was back in his room, where he locked the door and began to sob.

After Steve left, everyone else went their own way. Natasha and Clint stayed together, talking through all the reasons they thought ____ would do something like this. Bruce went back into his room, silently processing everything and hoping that she’d come back soon. Vision went on a walk with Wanda and Pietro, Tony grabbing some alcohol and chugging it down. Bucky stayed where he was, fiddling with his clothes.

“If you don’t come back tomorrow ____, I will look for you myself.” He whispered. “Things haven’t been the same since you’ve been gone.”



*1st Person POV*

I gently nuzzled into Peter’s neck before looking up into his eyes. He nodded to me and I closed my eyes, teleporting the both of us to my old home. We arrived in the living room and to our surprise no one was there for once. Peter gently pressed a kiss to my forehead, moving away from me.

“You wait here, I’ll go get everyone.” He murmured, giving me a reassuring smile. “And remember, whatever happens, I love you.”

“I love you to.” I replied, though I couldn’t conjure up a smile. When he left, I started walking around, smiling when I saw nothing had changed. Gosh, had I missed this place.

“____?” I turned to look over to the door where Loki was standing, tears in his ice blue eyes.

“Loki.” I whispered, taking a step towards him before pausing. Would I be welcome for a hug? Or would he hate me? “I-I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve mourned you.” Loki replied quietly but he strode over to me, wrapping me in a tight hug. He pressed me tightly against him, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

“I’m so sorry, so so sorry.” I whispered, holding him tightly back. “I had to, I had to… I would never have done it if I wasn’t desperate.”

“Desperate for what?” He asked, pulling away slightly. His eyes looked me up and down, anxiousness slipping onto his features. “Did someone hurt you here? I will kill them for you if it will make you come back.”

“No Loki, it’s nothing li-“

“_____!” I gasped as I was lifted up and spun around by Thor, all the air knocked out of me by the large man. Before I could comprehend what was happening all the Avengers were in the room and surrounding me, bombarding me with questions and hugs. I started feeling very overwhelmed and looked for Peter who pushed his way through and wrapped his arms around me. I automatically felt better having him by my side.

“Guys, please give her some space. She’ll explain everything, I promise.” Peter said, voice not shaking once.

“Alright, everyone grab a chair.” Steve ordered and for once nobody argued with him. I took a seat beside Peter, keeping our hands locked together. As everyone else also sat down Peter gently pressed a kiss to my lips.

“Take it easy. Don’t panic.” He murmured, smiling. “Okay?”

“Okay.” I replied, giving his hands a squeeze. “Thanks for being here. I couldn’t do it otherwise.”

“No need to thank me. You know I’d do anything to make you feel better.” Peter said before Tony coughed and looked at us expectantly. “Sorry Mr. Stark.”

“It’s fine. Now, are you gonna tell us why the hell you faked your own death?” Tony asked, raising an eyebrow at me. I looked down at the floor, not able to look at any of them.

“I was feeling trapped. I had to get away and not just for a holiday. I was sick of seeing innocent people dying, sick of not having a normal life. I didn’t feel human anymore, I felt like a machine. So, I created my own little mission, and when on it I made a decoy me so you guys would think I’d died.” I explained, looking at Peter. He gave me a bright smile, shuffling slightly closer to me.

“When I escaped, I built myself a nice little place and started exploring the city as an ordinary person and that’s when I met Peter.”

“But why fake your death? Why not just tell us you’d had enough?” Loki asked, confusion lacing his features.

“Because I knew that you’d all keep asking me or hinting at me to come back, and I wouldn’t be able to deal with the guilt.” I replied, looking back down at the floor. “Don’t even try to deny it, because you know it’s true.”

They all stayed quiet for a little while, trying to take in everything I said. Peter pressed his head to mine, his warmth a constant reminder that I had his full support.

“Honestly, if I had had another option I would have chosen that. I didn’t want to hurt you guys but I had no choice. Sometimes in life you have to do what’s best for you.” I knew that I sounded selfish but I meant every word.

“You’re right.” Every looked as Vision stood and walked over to me. He knelt in front of me, a kind smile on his face. “I fear we may have gotten carried away and taken advantage of you. I know you are not young now, but you were still only a young lady when we took you on. We gave you too much responsibility and didn’t take into account the effect that was having on you. I hope you can forgive us.”

I smiled and wrapped my arms around Vision’s neck, giving him a light hug. “I think it is me who should be asking for your forgiveness. I’m sorry I caused you such pain.”

“I believe I can forgive you as well, so long as you forgive me.” Loki jumped in, puling me up to stand and hug me. “I have missed you. I haven’t been able to do any pranks with you not around.”

“I’ve missed out pranks to.” I murmured, kissing his cheek. “I hope we can start them up again soon.”

“Oh definitely.” He smirked at me before backing away to make way for Steve.



At the end of the day, despite some awkward moments I had seamlessly fit back into the family. As I settled down in my bed that night I thought about how the day had gone; how everyone had caught up and happily taken me back. They had promised not to ask me back but told me that my spot would always be available should I change my mind. Peter had also got teased to death about me by Tony and Loki especially, however he had been a good sport about it.

“What are you thinking about?” I jumped at Peter’s voice right next to my ear and I smiled, turning to face him.

“I’m thinking how amazing it is I’ve got my family back.” I replied, allowing him to pull me close to his body. “And about how amazing you are for supporting me in all this.”

“Why wouldn’t I support you? You’re the best girlfriend I’ve ever had.”

“There’s not much competition-“

“Don’t start, I’ve had it all day already.” Peter said, causing me to laugh. He leant down and gently pressed his lips to mine, pulling away after a few seconds. “I love you. I think it was really brave what you did today.”

“I love you to. I was kind of glad I did it- I missed them more than I thought.” I murmured, resting my head on his chest. “I couldn’t live with them though. They’re all mad.”

“I have to work with them, how’d you think I feel?” Peter said, running a hand through my hair.

“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”

“Everyday since you met me.” I chuckled, leaning up and kissing him again. “But lucky for you I never get tired of hearing it.”

“Good.”

I closed my eyes and nuzzled into the crook of Peter’s neck, letting his heart beat lull me to sleep. Just as I was about to nod off I felt him press a kiss to my forehead and pull me that little bit closer.

“No one’s taking you away from me, ever. I’d fight all the Avengers at once if it meant I could keep you.” He whispered. “I’m never letting you go.”
Peter Parker X Reader
This is a request from FandomQueen2. I hope you like it and that I got Peter's character right- please don't hate me, but I've never actually watched anything with him in, so I don't know if I managed to capture him right.
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“Dean, I’m being serious. I don’t think it’s him.” Sam tried to get his brother to see sense as they made their way back to their motel after interviewing a suspect in their latest hunt. The male they had just interviewed had been a young man (Sam had put him at about twenty) and Sam had believed him when he said that he had no idea what had been happening around the town. He’d said he had heard nothing or seen nothing out of the ordinary, assuring them if he had he would have told them. He had seemed slightly panicked when the boys told him that people were being murdered but Sam put that down to him feeling not safe. Dean seemed to think otherwise.

“Sammy, I’m telling ya. I have a sixth sense for these things. Guy was guilty as hell- I mean you saw how panicked he looked when we brought up the dead bodies. He also shied away from the silver I was holding. Guy has werewolf written all over him.”

“I don’t believe you.” Sam said, looking out the window. “I mean, there’s a possibility that I’m wrong, but… well, y’know. I just don’t think it’s him.”

“You always have a soft spot for young people, and that’s dangerous.”

“Everyone’s innocent until proven guilty.”

“That’s not a good way to hunt.” Dean snapped, pulling up into the motel. “Look, we have one more night until the full moon. Let’s just get our trap sorted and get rid of this thing for good. These people have been stressed more than enough.”

“What is our trap?” Sam asked, climbing out of the car. Dean shut his door.

“You’re the bait. You’re gonna go to that warehouse, seemingly alone and I’ll be hiding somewhere. Pretend to be dropping something off or something. That’s when the wolf should pounce, and I’ll kill him with a silver bullet from behind.”

“Why am I the bait?” Sam whined, following Dean into the room.

“Because you’ve been arguing with me and need to be slapped to get some sense in you.” Dean replied, giving his brother a grin. Sam rolled his eyes.

“Love you to Dean, love you to.”



Two nights later and Sam tried to act as relaxed as possible. Disguised as one of the warehouse workers, he carried a light box into the large space, trying to focus on the task at hand and not let his eyes dart about in search of danger. He could see Dean in the shadows, covering him with the gun. It gave him a good sense of protection, however he would have preferred to have the gun in his hand. He trusted Dean with his life, but being out in the open like this with no weapon wasn’t the best place to be.

Just as he placed the box on the floor he heard a growl before Dean let out a yell. Sam heard the gun go off a couple of times but by the time had had spun around Dean was on the floor and trying to wrestle with a large wolf.

“Dean!” Sam let out a shout before shooting over to his brother, managing to pull the wolf off him before he did much damage. The wolf then turned to Sam, snarling and growling. He didn’t seem to want to attack him though. Sam slowly moved around so he was standing by Dean, looking away from the wolf but keeping his ears open.

“Dean, you okay?”

“Hurts like a bitch.” Dean groaned, blood leaking from his chest. “Dropped the gun somewhere.”

Sam looked on the ground and saw the gun not too far away. He looked over to the wolf who still appeared to be growling at him and he slowly began to edge towards the gun. Once he got to the gun he knelt down and took his eyes off the wolf for a second. When he looked back off, he was surprised to find the monster curled up in a dark corner and whimpering softly, eyes wide with fear. Sam frowned before moving closer, causing the wolf to tense up more. Dean’s eyes were closed and he was shallowly breathing, so Sam raised the gun to finish this off quickly.

Just as he did the wolf began to change forms, looking more human as his body changed and morphed into his human form. Sam’s eyes widened when he realised who it was.

“Nickolas?” He asked, not believing his eyes. Dean had been right. Hunched up in front of him was the young man they had interviewed prior to today. The one Sam had believed was innocent.
When Nickolas’s eyes fell on Sam they widened, more so when they saw the knife.

“What did I tell you? I’m innocent!” He cried, ducking his head behind his hands. Sam blinked, not quite believing what he was hearing.

“Nickolas-“

“Forest.”

“What?” The werewolf looked up at him, blinking his large eyes.

“I prefer Forest.”

“Okay Forest, I saw you just attack Dean. You’ve nearly killed him! You’re the one who’s been killing others, you’ve got to admit it now.” Forest paused and took in his surroundings, seeing Dean all bloodied up on the ground.

“I… I don’t remember. It can’t have been me, I’d never hurt anyone lest they threaten my life.” Sam frowned, hesitantly lowering the gun and taking his finger off the trigger.

“Do you remember anything in wolf form?”

“N-No…” Forests’s eyes flitted from purple to yellow and Sam knew the wolf could come back at any minute. He had to make a snap decision. Kill Forest, or reason with him. Forest seemed to read Sam’s mind and quickly tried to make himself look as calm as possible. He was still tense and scared; however, he knew that he only had a little time to convince the Winchester not to kill him. Not that he wouldn’t go down without a fight anyway, but it’s always nice not to have the threat of death on his head.

“Alright Forest, I’m putting the gun down, okay?” Sam seemed to have come to a decision and as he placed the gun on the ground, Forest relaxed slightly. Sam then stood up straight again, arms up in surrender. “Look, I need to get Dean to hospital soon, you messed him up bad.”

“I didn’t mean to!” Forest cried, sitting up straight. “I don’t mean to hurt anyone, I don’t like killing. It just… it happens and I can’t stop it. Like an itch I can’t scratch.”
Sam paused. He was just going to let Forest run free, at least for a little while until Dean got better. But he just had an idea.

“Ever considered becoming a hunter?”

“A what?”

“You know, a job where you can kill monsters rather than humans?” Forest frowned in thought, eyes narrowing as he did.

“I-I hadn’t thought about that…”

“Or, you can always be a researcher if you like reading. You don’t have to kill anything or anyone if you don’t want to.” Sam looked hopefully at Forest. He knew it was a long shot, but the werewolf clearly had skill and they could use a third person on their team. He knew Dean wouldn’t be too happy, but he didn’t care. He was sure Forest just needed to find his feet, then everything would get better.

“I do like reading, but who would I research for? I don’t have any friends who’d want to become a hunter.” Sam grinned, leaning down and draping Dean on him. His brother was semi-conscious and quite heavy to lift, but he managed it anyway.

“Well, you could always come with me and Dean. We’ve got a nice Bunker, where there’s libraries filled with books and places where you can train if you want to fight monsters. Hell, there’s loads of places you can go if you want privacy, or if you feel like losing control to let your anger out, y’know?”

“How can I trust you?”

“I’m willing to trust you not to attack us. Look, you’re young, and I can tell you like doing the right thing. Me and Dean are gonna be in town for a couple more days, so just think about it, okay?”

“O-Okay.” Sam turned to leave the warehouse, but before he could take a step he felt some weight lifted off him. He turned to see Forest taking Dean’s other side, resting Dean’s arm around his shoulder. He gave Sam a small smile. “It’s the least I can do.”

“Thanks.” Sam replied, giving the werewolf a smile. They then slowly made their way out of the warehouse and towards the Impala which was still hidden in the trees.

“Sam?”

“Yes?”

“If I choose to join you, won’t Dean hate me?” Forest asked and Sam shrugged.

“If I’m honest, Dean hates everyone until you prove him any different. I wouldn’t worry too much. You’ll grow on him eventually.”

“Then, I may take you up on your offer.” Sam smiled at this, gesturing for Forest to get in the car.

“Well I’m happy that you may be in our family.”



The next day, Dean was discharged from the hospital. Sam drove him back to the motel room where Forest was waiting for them. As soon as Dean walked into the room, he froze at the sight of Forest. He turned to Sam.

“Why the hell is he here?” He asked, pointing at Forest who looked down at the ground.

“Well, I have to tell you, you were right Dean. Forest here was our werewolf.” Dean turned to look at his brother with incredulous eyes.

“What? Then why the hell is he standing in our motel and not a corpse on the floor?”

“He’s on our side now.” Dean frowned, opening and closing his mouth. Sam had left him speechless. The monster had attacked him, hospitalised him, and with less than twenty-four hours acquaintance Sam had already made him part of their family.

“This is the stupidest thing you’ve ever done. How can you trust this monster? He attacked, Sammy. Killed people. He needs to be put down like any other thing does.”

“I’m right here, and I’m not a thing.” Forest said quietly, eyes not meeting Dean’s. He bit at his nails, looking nervous and vulnerable. Sam went and stood by him.

“Come on, Dean. He’s young, He just needs teaching. You don’t have to spend any time with him if you don’t want, but give him a chance.” Dean looked from Forest to Sam, seeing a hopeful glint in both their eyes. He sighed, rubbing his head.

“I’m to tired for this shit right now. He can come, but one sign of trouble and I will shoot him.” The two males relaxed and Sam walked over to his brother, giving him a pat on the back.

“Thank you, Dean.”

“Make sure I don’t regret it.” Dean mumbled, walking back outside to the waiting Impala. Sam then turned to Forest, a smile on his face.

“So, you’re sure you want to come with us?” Forest smiled back, nodding.

“Yes, definitely. Beats being here, anyhow.” The werewolf replied, helping Sam pick up his bags and take it out to the Impala. “Honestly, thank you for letting me come with you. I feel if you had been anyone else I’d be dead by now, or at least badly injured.”

“Glad to be of service. Now come on, how about we get you settled at home?” Forest grinned, walking around to the back-passenger door.

“Sounds good to me.”
Supernatural: Sam and Dean X OC Forest
This is a request from XxCeceVerse27xX. I'm sorry it took so long but college and issues at home have just not had me in the right state of mind for writing, so I hope it's worth the wait. I'm sorry if your OC is out of character to; I tried to fit in as many traits as I could of him but I don't know how accurate he is.
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I heard the front door to my house shut, and as silence fell about the place I let out a sigh of relief. I slumped down on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling. My hands found their way onto my stomach, and I gave it a gentle pat.

“Y’know, I love your dad, but he can’t half fuss.” I said, looking down and smiling. “You’re gonna be so spoilt.”

I had just managed to convince Lucifer to leave the house after a whole weekend of having him hovering around me and fussing over every little thing that happened. I knew that he was only looking out for me and worried about the baby, but a girl needed space sometimes.

“Are you hungry? I’m hungry.” I got up off the sofa, slowly walking over to the fridge. It was nearly time for my due date, just a few weeks off, and though I was excited I was also extremely nervous. I knew Nephilim pregnancies could be deadly for the mother, but that wasn’t the thing bothering me the most.

I was scared if I died, but also scared if I survived. I had no idea if I was going to be a good mother or not; up until a few years ago I was still a hunter, and that was no lifestyle to bring up a child in. I didn’t think I had a maternal side, yet here I was. I could feel the Nephilim’s power inside me, a constant reminder that I was carrying a life form. It was a wonderful yet terrifying prospect.

“Okay, I go out for two seconds and you decide to start walking around? Are you serious?” I jumped at Lucifer’s voice, gasping as pain ripped up my abdomen. Lucifer’s face went from anger to guilt in seconds. His arms were quickly around my waist and he led me back to the sofa, ice blue eyes looking me up and down. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“Lucifer, there’s a door for a reason.” I said through gritted teeth, glaring at him. “I know you’re worried, and I appreciate your support, but please, leave me be.”
The archangel straightened out, looking down as I got comfortable. “I’m just worried and looking out for you.”

“I’m not an invalid!” I felt myself begin to get frustrated, and though I tried to reign my anger and frustration in I couldn’t. “You are supporting me almost too much, making me feel useless. I know how to look after myself, and you need to trust me not to put myself and our child at danger.”

“I’m not doubting that! I just… I want to be a good dad right from the start, and I’ll be damned if anyone hurts you in my absence.”

“Oh for Chuck’s sake, Lucifer!” I shouted, crossing my arms over my chest. “When those demons came before, the Nephilim protected me! I am safe!”

“It shouldn’t have to protect you! I should.” I groaned, throwing my head back against the sofa.

“I hate pregnancy… Everyone treats me like I’m a delicate little flower, who needs constant attention. You seem to forget I used to be a damn good hunter who could look after myself. I’m a fighter, my child is a fighter, and it’s your constant attention that’s driving me around the bend.”

Lucifer opened his mouth to respond, before closing it. He took a few deep breaths, looking at the floor. When he looked back at me, he had a calm expression on his face and sat beside me, wrapping me in a hug.

“I know… I know. Your fierceness is the thing that drew me to you in the first place. I just… I just want to be a better dad than my dad was, y’know? The Nephilim seems so aware, even now, and I want to know that I’m here for it whatever.” Lucifer explained, kissing my forehead. “I don’t want something bad to happen with me not here.”

“I-I understand, I think. But please, no more crowding around me. I need space sometimes, y’know?” I asked, relaxing into Lucifer’s grip. “I love you Luce, but I can’t put up with your crap constantly.”

“What crap? I’m the least full of crap person I know.”

“You keep telling yourself that.”

“Maybe I will.” I smiled up at him, nuzzling my head into his shoulder. Lucifer laid a hand on my stomach, and I felt the Nephilim respond to having Lucifer there.

“They know you’re around.” I murmured, kissing his cheek. “You’re going to be a great dad; I’m the one who should be worrying about being a great mom.”
The archangel frowned, looking at me as though I was stupid.

“Don’t be ridiculous, you’re going to be incredible.”

“I hope you’re right.” I said, cuddling up to him as much as I could. “I’m sure once we have the child everything will fall in to place, right?”

“Yes, you’re right. We’re probably worrying for no reason. Besides, we always have friends if we need help or need a break, it’s not like we’re isolated.” I grinned up at Lucifer, feeling my heart hammering in my chest as his blue eyes met mine. “What?”

“I love you.” I whispered, leaning up and kissing his lips. Lucifer tensed up at first, before relaxing into my hold and kissing me back. His hands wrapped around my waist, and as the kiss deepened I felt a warmth all over my body. When I opened my eyes, I smiled at the sight of Lucifer’s wings wrapped around me. I reached up, running a hand through the feathers causing the archangel to moan. He pulled back, pressing his forehead to mine.

“Don’t… I have enough trouble already keeping my hands off you.” Lucifer whispered and I laughed, only running my hands through his wings more. He rest his head on my shoulder and I decided to stop my teasing.

“At least the longer you wait, the more you’ll appreciate.” I mused, and Lucifer chuckled.

“I always appreciate you. You’re the best thing to ever happen to me.”

“I could say the same for you.” I replied, holding the archangel close. “I love you, Luci.”

“I love you to, ____.” He then turned to my stomach, pressing a soft kiss to it. “And I love you to.”
Supernatural: Lucifer X Pregnant!Reader
This is a request from lonely-sorceress, I hope you like it! I have no idea what it's like to be pregnant, so I just kind of got inspiration off some TV shows, I'm sorry if this isn't accurate.
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So I haven't uploaded anything in months, and I wanted to apologise. I know a lot of people have been waiting for requests off me, but I just lost all inspiration, so  decided to take a few mots off to focus on my exams and to just shake away the feeling of being overwhelmed (is that the right word?) by requests. I've been working on all of them slowly, so hopefully I can finish a few more and get them uploaded soon.

I've also been getting loads of notifications about watches, favourites and llama badges, so thank you to all of those who have favorited, watched and sent me anything, it's all really appreciated!

I'm feeling a lot more inspirational with my writing now, so hopefully my writers block has gone away for good and I can get back to uploading regularly. 

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lonely-sorceress Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2018
(um... out of curiosity could I request a reader insert, or are you not doing requests right now?)
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I'm taking requests, so if you want to give me one I'll get onto it as soon as possible. I have a few to do first so I'll try and get through them all as soon as possible.
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lonely-sorceress Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2018
(Alright. Cool~ Could you do a Lucifer x Reader story where the reader is pregnant?)
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Sure, I can give that a go.
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lonely-sorceress Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2018
Totally forgot to say this, so I'll say it now. Merry late Christmas, and Happy late New Years~ What did you get for Christmas? I got money, a I-tunes card, a gift card to Game Stop, and some expansion packs for Sims 3(So close to being able to get that Gabriel Sim I found.)

(Also I wasn't sure when would be a good time to ask this, but in the RP we're doing is the vessel(or vassal) that Lucifer is using Nick or the aging rock star one in season 12?(Sorry I haven't gotten that far yet, so I have no idea what his name is.), I just want to know for visual reference(And I have a pretty good scene(at least in my opinion it's pretty good) in mind if it is Nick he's using for his vassal)
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SophieLeighBroome Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2018   Writer
I kind of forgot to, but Merry (late) Christmas and Happy New Year to you to! I got quite a few books, and a TV for my room at my mom's house, as well as lots of chocolate (which I've eaten already). Have you spent your gift cards yet? And how are the expansion packs? 

I always picture Lucifer in his Nick vessel, just because I like it better. 
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lonely-sorceress Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2018
Oh, I also got some candy(Starburst: fav reds, and resses's(I really hope I spelled that right) peanut butter cups in a candy cane(and I ate them all in one day.)), totally forgot to mention. My bad. I also got a really bad back pain, like I couldn't move AT ALL, without feeling pain. (I'm good now, but damn it hurt so much I was actually crying.), and no I haven't actually. (except maybe the Master card gift card.). They're pretty good. (I haven't used any of the things you can use in the Pets expansion pack yet, but I probably will on my test file, the university one(Which I actually got a while ago), is actually pretty cool, you can tag walls, do sketches, go to a university(which I haven't tried yet), can now use a laptop wherever you want, and don't need to sit at a table to use it, the island paradise one looks cool, but I haven't used any of the thing you can do in that expansion pack yet(But apparently you can play in the ocean, and that's what I've been trying to do because the sim version I made of Clara really wants to play in the ocean with her son JJ(This person): Child OC # 23: John(J.J.)  
But so far it's not working for some reason. (Maybe because he's a toddler?)), Into the future is cool too, you can make robots, and with master card gift card I got the Supernatural expansion pack(I just have two problems with it(1) if you don't have a fence, a random zombie will come and eat your plants.(Luckily it only ate my tree and I was able to save the other plants by putting them indoor, and Clara can bring trees back to life(it's part of her green thumb personality), and (2) there's no angel or demon sims you can make(which is stupid because you can make ghosts, Werewolfs, Fairies, vampires, and witches(male and female)sims, but whatever it's not the biggest deal in the world.), although I feel really stupid for getting it now, because they actually had the last expansion pack I needed to get the sim version of Gabriel(and then I could've made my Kitune x Gabriel file), plus another expansion pack(so it was a 2 in one expansion pack case(and it was pretty cheap too.), but eh, the supernatural expansion pack is still pretty cool, so I'm not too upset.

Yeah, I prefer Lucifer in his Nick vessel too, for two reasons 1) I just think he looks better(and more attractive), and 2) Nick is just the best vessel especially in this scene:

Sarah(Lucifer): "I'm not your wife, Nick. I'm an angel."

Nick: "an angel?"

Sarah(Lucifer): "My name is Lucifer."

Nick: "Sure. Naturally. Um... Could you do me a favor there, Satan, and remind me to quit drinking before I go to bed?"

(I'm so sorry for the long reply BTW.)
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SophieLeighBroome Featured By Owner Feb 11, 2018   Writer
I loved that scene to, and I'm so glad they brought Mark back to play Lucifer, you can't beat the original. 

(And I don't mind long replies).
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Lazypunnyqueen Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Your Supernatural x Reader fanfictions are my favorite.
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SophieLeighBroome Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2017   Writer
Thank you! I'm glad you like them so much.
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