SophieLeighBroome

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. Afte

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, hel

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 h

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

(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 *************************************** "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 sk

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

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

Gabriel x fem reader Rudolf the red nosed reindeer --------- 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 walke

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 h