[Private Business] (Steve Rogers x Reader)It's nearing nine o'clock at night when Cap's motorcycle brakes to a stop, and he gets off quickly, pushing the supermarket doors open. Searching for the correct aisle, he finally finds it after 5 minutes of searching blindly, but not before he grabs bars of chocolate as a treat when he passes by the candy aisle.[Private Business] (Steve Rogers x Reader) by readyaimfireaway
Steve perks his head up as he looks at the shelf of items in front of him. Flushing, he grabs two of the packages, hiding them in his jacket, and wading out through the crowd, weaving in tight corners and trying to the counter unnoticed.
Reaching the counter, Steve realizes he can't stay incognito forever. Pulling out the packages and passing over the chocolate, he starts filing out the notes, very, very determined not to look at anyone. The cashier looks surprised as he hands them over, but shrugs it off, scanning the items in. The amount pops up, Steve gives the banknotes, asking for a bag and hastily putting all his stuff in.
Getting on his bike, the trip seems to tak
You deserve so much better, buttercup DeanXreaderYou deserve so much better, buttercup DeanXreader by NalaMarieTotallyRock
Warning: Verbal abuse, may trigger something.
Wiping away the burning tears from your now reddened cheeks, you pushed past Castiel to get into the hotel room. The always confused angel gave you a sympathetic look, which you chose to completely ignore. You hated when people pitied you, it made you feel worse. Pity never helped anyone. Collapsing onto the old, and extremely uncomfortable bed, you allowed the hot tears to flow.
You stuffed another spoonful, of your absolute favorite ice cream into your mouth. Days like these, when your boyfriend Ethon was away at work, you would sit at your little apartment eating junk food, and watching the lame, romance, hospital show, Dr. Sexy MD. Your good friend Dean first showed it to you when you were at the hotel, channel surfing, while Sam was at the library, and Castiel was busying himself with the laptop.
"You're brilliant!" One of the nurses said, before slapping the Doctor hard across the face. You
Light Bringer|Lucifer x reader| 1It was pouring outside. The sound of heavy rain pounding against the window of your apartment was only background noise, however, as you were intently focused in what you were doing. You were seated on you coach, 2 gallon of demon blood seated on the floor beside your feet as you researched on the computer.Light Bringer|Lucifer x reader| 1 by Serenity-epic
You were a hunter, yes that was true, but you were new to this occupation. You barely knew anything about any of the creatures that go bump in the night and your only knowledge of any creature was demons and werewolves. You knew about werewolves because you had been attacked by one when you had went out to throw your garbage away one night. The werewolf was weak though and you were able to smite it quickly.
Now your knowledge on demons came from your family. Yes, your family were hunters. You, however, had chosen not to take up the occupation, like the rest of your family, and went off to search for your own dream in the world. It was strange how you were now sit
Last Hope (ClintxReader)Requested by :iconkittyzjoy:Last Hope (ClintxReader) by TonyStarks-Girl
Clint crawled through the vents, hiding as best he could. Nat was pissed off and she'd probably kill him now. His heart stopped each time he heard a noise in the vents, thinking she caught up and was ready to bring him his demise in the air vents of Stark Tower.
He didn't mean to piss her off! Sure he nicked her with an arrow, but it wasn't his fault! She ran into his shot!
… Even though he should have seen her walking. And he wasn't supposed to be shooting arrows in the Tower. Let alone tranquilizer arrows…
"Clint Barton I'm going to fucking murder you!" Natasha yelled.
Clint could have had a heart attack right there. He found the nearest vent cover and pulled it up, sliding down and using a grapple hook arrow to close it again.
"What are you doing?"
Clint almost jumped out of his skin as he looked at you. You were reading on your bed and the fact that you and Natasha had the same scary eyes didn't ease his fear.
"Oh god why the hell do you
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