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Night will never come: a Supernatural fanficNight will never come: A Supernatural fanfic
Panting, he ran as fast as his feet would carry him through the deep, dark forest. It was ironic how he ended up here after everything was said and done. He was raised to be a pawn for someone else and only got his freedom after he was dead. But how in the world did he end up in Purgatory? Angels don't go to Purgatory when they die, but did he really know that? It's not like he had a chance to interrogate a dead angel, but if angels did go to Purgatory than why weren't there others? Maybe he could not feel them, or maybe he was right and he was the only angel here. His thoughts were interrupted by the piercing sound of the Leviathans signaling they were near. His fears were confirmed when the black smoke crashed into the ground and then formed the figures of two men and a woman. He stopped abruptly at the intimidating figures before him. The first and bulkier of the two men came at him first, in which he took a fighting stance. The bulky lev
Don't fall from meDon't slip through my fingers
Don't let go of my grip
Don't leave me forever
Don't fall from me
Don't say to give up on you
Don't let yourself go
Don't claim you're sorry
Don't fall from me
Don't wish it was different
Don't say it won't change
Don't write an apology
Don't fall from me
Don't cry out your fears
Don't let me not listen
Don't say you'll be fine
Don't fall from me
Don't wipe away my sorrow
Don't change the reason
Don't act like it's okay
Don't fall from me
Don't bleed out our love
Don't try and not fix it
Don't say it wont work
Don't fall from me
Don't pretend it didn't happen
Don't let it be unnoticed
Don't hide your heartache
Don't fall from me
Don't hurt and be alone
Don't let me not help
Don't loose faith on us
Don't fall from me
Don't get out of reach
Don't lie in the shadows
Don't pain all others
Don't fall from me
Don't read this and forget
Don't push it off for later
Don't say I don't mean it
Don't fall from me
Supernatural: Saved by BreakfastSupernatural: Saved by Breakfast
The table was quieter than Death although he really wasn't as quiet as people would think. Sure there were some awkward moments considering the two brothers at the table were formerly killing each other. Wasn't it odd that they were now eating breakfast together? The shorter of the two angels was very confused and showed it on his face. He leaned forward in his chair to try and see the taller and older of the angels who had a menu up and was humming "Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zeppelin. The younger angel stared at his older brother with his brows furrowed in deep thought. That's when the older brother stopped humming and said, "you look adorable when you are confused. Is it the choices? I know they are hard to pick from Gabe, but I think you can manage between bacon or sausage right?" This unexpected comment made Gabe look down at his menu suspiciously and after inspection pick it up and read the contents. "Mmmmm... Syrup." Gabe thought. Dern his brothe
A poetry struggleTears spring into my eyes
The pain extends so wide
My heart has no beat
I want to retreat
Laughter rings the bell of joy
Some come from just little boy
White, all colors combined
Hope and faith you will find
But in the time it takes to reach
Me in my hole and darkness leach
Will I stand when all others fall?
Or crumble and decay like old walls?
Yearning for a higher purpose
I look up for you to help us
Guidance in a time of need
So fear and rage do not feed
Is this what I'm meant to do?
Weave words far beyond you?
Wait for time to find itself?
Caught in the greed of wealth
Simplicities that became complex
A timer that transformed a Rolex
Why does the words fumble?
When they become mumbles?
An old wise tale now history
Wishes now a mystery
Endings not always what intended
Yet intertwined to be bended
Why does pestering seem annoying?
When what is being said is enjoying?
Is it the thought of joy?
For the sad souls seem to deploy?
Does it have to end in despair?
Can we not tur
Poems are mind riddlesCan you find my secret?
In a box where I keep it?
Of course I'm messing around
For it cannot be found
It's in a place where none can go
Not even a small doe
The place can be invaded
But it cannot be faded
Has my puzzle been easy?
For this place is not breezy
It is crowded and busy
For it is never under frizzy
Without permission you'll never know
Where the secret is above or below
It is only found with the right key
To loosen the tongue of me
Could it be here in this brain of mine?
Of course how simple is the line
Not a tough riddle of sorts and things
But enough for thoughts to ride on wings.
SaturdaysI hold onto you with a strength that I wish I could persist
But you slip away and there is not a thing I can do
Just watching you leave brings my heart to sadness
Cause nothing can stop you from departing from me forever
You will come back but not the same as before
And all I can do is cherish now and wish for the same happiness again.
?Question marks?Is there ever a thought that you were meant for more?
A flicker of light though the cracked door?
A notable change that you wish to make?
Or perhaps just an unforgiven mistake?
Why do these thoughts pester a clouded mind?
One that needs itself to find?
A missing piece of an old puzzle?
That could wrap twice fold around a dogs muzzle?
Questions arise in all forms?
But do they cure the pestering worms?
Is it so hard to confess the feeling?
That everyone else is so willing?
A doubt that hides behind the eyes?
Of every single girl and guy?
Gibberish may be the way?
To find what you truly want to say?
Only Half: A fanfiction to Van HelsingChapter 2: Side effects
Van Helsing, Carl, and Anna returned through the mirror, that now let them pass for there job was done. Carl looked shaken but since Carl always looked shaken no one cared to mention it. Anna stayed close to Van Helsing, who looked in pain, which seemed odd to her but when she opened her mouth to ask, Carl had to start rambling.
" So every vampire is dead now? Dracula is dead? We can go home?......" Carl spun around to face the two and saw Van Helsing., " Is he supposed to look like that?"
Anna just gave him a look and said with sarcasm seeping in her words "yes Carl, he's supposed to look like that. What do you think?"
Seeing the starting battle, Van Helsing pushed aside his growing headache and stepped in and said, " Could you two stop your bickering? I'm fine. It's just a headache that I'm sure is a side effect of the cure."
Speechless and satisfied with Van Helsings response, Carl just went off to one of the guest rooms in the Valerious household to get som
Only half: a fanfiction to Van HelsingChapter 1: A different ending
Van Helsing tore into Dracula's flesh to seal his fate. The bat creature flailed and tried to grab his wound but his body already started to disintegrate. Anna ran into the scene just in time for the last chime of the old clock. She saw the black werewolf and ran towards him, holding the cure firmly in her grasp. Van Helsing turned on the intruder seeing her as a threat, but as he started to lunge, he had a flicker of his humanity shine through to make the wolf hesitate. This was the perfect opportunity for Anna to stab the werewolf with the cure. The wolf, taken by surprise, staggered backwards and raised its head to let out a defeated howl. Anna just stood there and watched as the werewolf slowly shed its fur to reveal her love, Van Helsing. She ran over as he collapsed, trying to help him in his disoriented state. At this time, Carl burst in with the metal spear Van Helsing gave him and looked around for the beast. Luckily he did not have to use the spe
Denmark x Reader: Bathing Fun
WARNING: swearing and mention of nudity!
Standing in the doorway to your room with a bunch of clothes in your hands, you looked up and down the hallway and noticed that he was nowhere in sight and the coast was clear.
Thus, you sneaked towards the bathroom at the end of the corridor, glancing carefully into every room to check if he was there.
Indeed, he was in the kitchen, crouching in front of the fridge with grocery bags next to him and putting a plethora of beer and other alcoholic beverages into the fridge. The clinking of the cans and bottles should be too loud for him to hear you.
You dashed past the ajar door to the kitchen and continued on your way to the bathroom, tiptoeing, anxious to be as quiet as a mouse to not attract his attention.
You managed to reach the bathroom without being busted and slipped inside the room, closing the door behind you quietly and locking it.
You listened to the sounds outside the bathroom. You coul
Playful Revenge [Rin Matsuoka x reader]
It's about time for you to get your payback against a certain red sharkie. The plan is to wake Rin with animal kisses, LITERAL animal kisses. Today is the day, to finally have some payback.
Searching for the right animal, you met your junior high friend, Kisumi Shigino in the pet shop. Being his usual friendly self, Kisumi jumps to you with a cheerful smile. He reminisced on the past while keeping a hold on you.
"(Name)-chan~!!" Wrapping his arm around your shoulder, Kisumi beams a bright smile,"It's been a while! I haven't seen you since junior high! How are you doing? Is everything going well? I heard that you and Rin are a couple!"
Kisumi happily rocks you side to side, which made you remember how friendly he can be. Every time you encountered him in junior high, he would fling his arm around your shoulder and continue talking nonstop. He hasn't changed as much but MAN did he grow! It never occurred to you how HANDSOME he's become si
Morning Love [Daddy!LevixMommy!ReaderxNekoLevi]
Note: There's supposed to be an AU and Drabble in the title. XD
[Just letting you know, this is about Faith, the daughter mentioned in previous stories! This is inspired by my big, back, fluffy beast, Mr. B, who does this to me every morning before school.]
Pit pat. Pit pat. Pit pat.
Faith stirred in her sleep. “No, just five more minutes.”
Pit pat. Pit pat. The perfect lines of her comforter sunk with each step.
“No,” she muffled burying her face in the softness of her pillow.
Pit pat, and then the noises halted altogether. She felt an extra lump of warm right at the base of her neck. Tiny breaths lifted a few pieces of hair off her face.
She could never sleep late, because a certain fury alarm clock never allowed her to.
A soft paw brushed against her forehead. “Reow.”
“Nn, not now Rivaille,” she moaned, rolling over on her side, her mess of black hair tangling into an ebony mask.
The light patters of his steps caught her attention agai
Splash War! - Various x Student! Reader
“It’s so damn hot!”
Armin, who was cooling himself with a portable fan, weakly said, “Eren you shouldn’t curse like that”
Eren growled, “I wouldn’t have to if this cheapskate school had some legitimate air conditioning!” He kicked the wall in anger only for him to cry out in pain.
Armin shook his head and helped him.
Over by the desk, you sipped the last of your water in sadness, “I wish I had more water…”
Mikasa spoke in monotone, “We all wish we had more water”
Feebly you replied, “I think Bertholt and Reiner might be dead”
The four of you looked to see the poor boys passed out from the heat. Normally everyone would have helped them but the heat leeched out everyone’s strength.
“You know this is stupid” Jean stated from the corner of the room.
Everyone stared at him until Marco asked, “What’s stupid Jean?”
“It’s stupid how school start
Tease: Bend and Snap [Kuroo Tetsurou]Kuroo clicked his tongue, eyes following the volleyball as it ricocheted off the polished floor before flying out the gym door. He glanced over at his teammates, watching as the rest of them also watched the ball escape from them, their eyes locking in on its position, but their feet staying glued to the floor. A complete thirty seconds passed without anyone volunteering to run after the ball. Sighing to himself, he took the first step towards the exit, telling his team that he would retrieve the runaway sport equipment while they continued practicing. Making his way out the door, his eyes scanned the surrounding area in search for the volleyball. Upon spotting it resting in the grass, an amused smirk made its way onto his face as he noticed a familiar figure walking nearby.
"Oi, [Name]-chan, mind getting that for me?"
Stopping in her tracks, said girl turned to face the guy who had called out to her. Her eyes landed on the captain with permanent bedhead and she had to suppress a smile
The Last One [BEN Drowned x Reader]
You felt hypnotized, crimson pupils nearly shaking with hunger while looking over your form with complete desire. His black eyes flickered elsewhere for a moment, then coming back to you. Two small pale hands picked you, up gentle fingers caressing your sides. He led you to a shiny toaster, and it took you a moment to realize what was about to happen. You started to shriek, but it seemed to be ineffective as you could see BEN lick his lips.
A loud slam echoed through the house, causing the elf's head to snap up as another being came into view. Dark, charcoal locks swung in rythm as an angry teen approached BEN.
"How fucking rude of you to do that to [First Name]! You know she's the last one, and your little shit eating self said we were going to go half-sies!" Jeff roared, paper white hands flying up to the blonde-haired boy's neck to choke him. Yes, you were that precious to the two they even named you. You were barely noticed before, but now that all the others were gone, you w
Growing Lady (Sebastian X Teen!Reader) (Modern!AU)
The butler stopped in his tracks immediately and spun around with his maroon eyes flashing an alarmed fuchsia. With such inhuman speed, he dashed through the corridors in order to find his young lady. Lady (F/n) sounded in distress, and he'd be damned if he wasn't going to do anything about it.
Reaching his destination, he quickly threw open the elegant wooden door and quickly stepped in, noticing his young lady with tears in her eyes and fiddling with the frills on her (f/c) sundress. "Young mistress," He steps to her urgently, his voice laced with concern. "What seems to be the problem?"
Her tearful (e/c) eyes reach his and then avert to the floor once again, as if she was shameful. "Se...Sebastian...I think there's something wrong with me."
His brow furrows in worry. "What is it, young mistress? You can tell me."
Lady (F/n) seemed hesitant to answer before taking in a deep breath and opening her mouth. "B...Blood. In..
America x Reader: Promises (Drabble)
WARNING: swearing and mild violence!
You were on your way towards the conference room where you were going to meet the other countries, being completely unsuspecting and lost in thought, when suddenly a figure emerged from the shadows behind an open door, arms lifted and fingers bent like claws, with a big toothy grin and big eyes.
You screamed with horror, scared witless, and immediately punched the person in the face, followed by a kick in the stomach, yet the person didn't budge.
They just laughed, and you recognized that laughter as Alfred's.
„Oh gosh, Al, sweetie!“ you breathed, dropping your briefcase. „I'm so sorry! Are you alright?“ You hit his shoulder. „You bloody wanker! You scared the shit out of me!“
Alfred who was wearing the box of a Happy Meal on his head just kept laughing, clasping your waist and pulling you close to him. „You're spending too much time with England, babe!“ he said, taking off the box and pecking y
Hetalia - 35 Ways To Annoy IcelandCall him 'Ireland' by mistake.Refer to him as 'pretty boy'.Tell him that he needs to bulk up if he wants to be taken seriously.
Ask him why he looks nothing like Björk.Insist that white cannot possibly be his natural hair colour.
Remind him again how much his name doesn't really fit him.Mispronounce any of the names of his volcanoes.
Claim that his language is mostly gibberish.Ask him if he actually believes in elves.
Refer to him as a loner.
Bring up the fact that he has no official army, then ask how he plans on defending himself.Claim that Norway and Denmark are planning on conquering him again.Ask if he ever participated in an actual Viking raid.Laugh at the number of times he has been invaded unexpectedly.
Make fun of him for being so behind in European trends.Tell him that he needs to stop dressing like it's the nineteenth century.Ask him if he has a fetish for woollen clothing.
Demand that he strip for 'scientific purposes'.Point out his apparent lack of muscles.
Ask him if
Reversed Avengers: unexpected assignment"Here's your mission," Director Fury said as he threw two files onto the still cracked table in front of Clint and started to pace while explaining the contents of said files. "Violet Rivershade and her younger sister Rain Rivershade. Both dangerous and both on the recruitment sign up. We keep tabs on all our people and they have been tracked to a location just west from us.Your mission is to bring both back here with the least amount if harm if possible." Clint just looked at Fury with a puzzled expression and asked, "What do these girls have to do with anything?" The only response he got though was "Read the files."
"How did this happen?!?" Violet half screamed half panted at her sister as they were bolting away from the men in black suits.
"I don't know!!!!" Rain huffed back, "I thought I lost them a block ago!!!!"
"Well apparently you didn't!!!!! " Violet replied as she pulled her sister hard to the right, leading t
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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