Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Pt 7Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Pt 7 by angelmewmew
Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Part 7
Your eyelids felt really heavy. You were enveloped by darkness but somehow you were aware of your surroundings. Well, as much as you could be. You were laying on something soft, it felt like a bed, but you actually thought that you were on some cloud. A light blanket was covering you; managing to bring you some kind of warmth.
You took in an inhale and let out a soft groan. You forced your eyes to open and even though it hurt you slowly but surely managed to open them. You groaned more when you felt the light hit your face and blinked a couple times to adjust your eyes. Although your vision was blurry in the beginning your sight finally managed to clear up.
You frowned as you took in your surroundings, more so when you got to think of how you got to be in this place. You were in a bedroom, laying on a king sized bed. The bedroom itself was simple, not extravagant, yet it managed to make you feel instantly at home. Which was completel
Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Pt 6Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Pt 6 by angelmewmew
Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Part 6
You gasped and you felt your heart jump to your throat, your eyes were wide.
"Lydia!" you shrieked as soon as you caught sight of your ginger-head friend standing at the porch of your house in (almost) complete darkness.
"About time! Were have you been?" she asked crossing her arms.
"Well-" you started speaking as you approached her "-Studying History and Kira was helping me in that. I left a couple hours ago but didn't feel like returning home yet."
"So you decided to take a walk and let me wait here! You're unbelievable" she rolled her eyes.
You unlocked the door and motioned for her to come in with you. You glanced at the small bag she had in her hands along with the other one that could only contain some kind of clothing.
"What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be at the prom?" you asked her, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, obviously but- What were you going to do?" she asked you back and you shrugged.
"Uh probably watch
Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Pt 5Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Pt 5 by angelmewmew
Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Part 5
Waiting till the period was over was what he could only do.
And that's what he did.
You let out a small sigh once the bell was heard. Everybody got quickly up and made their way towards the door, not even thinking of waiting a second if Sam had something last to tell them. Obviously he didn't, of course, because when you looked at him you found your eyes locking with his. As it seemed, the students weren't the only ones that couldn't wait for the period to come to an end.
He was biting his lip, glancing occasionally at you and then at the students that took their time to leave the classroom. He was nervous, anybody could tell that, but hell you were as well. Of course he couldn't wait for the period to end because he wanted to talk with you in private - his constant glancing at you during the lesson proved to the fact that his mind was mostly on you. Just like yours was on him... not for the same reason, though.
Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Pt 4Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Pt 4 by angelmewmew
Adore - Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader - Part 4
"Ready?" he asked in a whisper-y and raspy voice.
You hesitated for a while but then smiled when you saw Sam's small and loving smile. You gave him a small nod. You knew that that's what you actually wanted.
"Yeah" you breathed out and with a smile he dived in.
He kissed you fully on the lips and your hands went instinctively around his neck. This time he was more sweet and gentle than before. You allowed him access to your mouth and instead of battling, your tongue moved in sink like that's what you were always mean to do. One of his hands rested on your hip, gripping and trying to bring you closer to him; while the other just made it's way to your face and then to your hair.
He pulled just slightly away and moved his lips from yours, to your neck. He kissed and licked, quickly finding your sensitive spot and biting it hard. You let out a soft moan and he groaned in what could only be described as pleasure. You felt a smile t
A Year Goes By -Destiel-It's half past three in the morning, and all I can hear is Sammy's slow breathing, the tick-tock of the bedside clock, and the steady thumping of my heart. It grows faster as all the memories of the day whirr about in my head, refusing to let me sleep. So instead I sit up, run a hand over my face and through my hair, let them rest under chin and gaze though the window, into the clear night outside. I quickly get lost in my thoughts.A Year Goes By -Destiel- by Ailish-Rose
On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out so evil
I don't know why I'm still surprised
Even angels have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But you'll always be my hero
Even though you've lost your mind
It had started out so well, he was like.....a saviour. An answer to our questions, a solution to all our problems. But now, he's the fucking problem. The screwed-up all mighty, ready to smite and scold. How could he do this to us? To me?
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Renegade- SPN~Oh momma I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the lawRenegade- SPN by SithGirl665
Lawman has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my home
Oh momma I can hear you a'crying you're so scared and all alone
Hangman is comin' down from the gallows and I don't have very
The nightmare is over- but now real life is back, and I'm not sure which is worse. I know that a 30 minute regretted nap is time being wasted, fearing silently for the contract that was about to come due. I was going to die, I know that much. Sam knows it, and so does Bobby and everyone else in the whole goddamn hunter world.
But no one says anything. Bobby and Sam are here; they want to help me, emotionally, but they know better. I won't let them help, so they don't ask. Maybe they're right.
Then again, maybe not. My heart seems to be stuck in my throat, and my mind wants more than anything to squeeze everything in I love again and again until the clock ticks. I'm fragile. I don't look it, but I want to break down and c
[A] CollisionDean dropped a hand on Ben's thick dark hair to ruffle it mercilessly, much to the young man's chagrin. "You've got Wendigo on you. Hah, you smell like boiled leather and rotting Brussels sprouts," he chuckled. And now on him, toohe eyed his sticky palm with resigned disgust.[A] Collision by YWYH-s--Morelenmir
Ben snickered, knocking Dean's arm aside. He flipped the flare gun cockily around his finger. "I'd say it didn't know what hit him, but you just happened to step on a skull and alert it to our presence. And I got a Wendigo shower, all thanks to you, so," he shrugged, lips curved in a huff of amusement, "sharing the gunk seems like a fine idea."
"Shaddup, kid," Dean ordered lightly, keeping his gaze fixed on the moonlight shining through the cave mouth.
He didn't bristle as much he generally would, riding on the high of a successful hunt. "Twenty years old last month, old man. Let's not forget who had to rescue who."
Dean laughed outright, the cheerful sound reverberating through the cave. "That would be me,
Letting GoThey head out quickly towards the Impala, Sam barely managing to join his brother inside as the car roars to life within seconds. Sam's body jerks back in an almost violent reaction as Dean presses his foot to the floor, ignoring the strain of the engine and the spray of debris and gravel that spits out from under her wheels.Letting Go by smalld1171
The older brother jams a hand into the pocket of his jacket and retrieves his phone, punching in numbers with an almost uncontrollable haste.
Dean holds a vice grip on the phone against his ear while his free hand taps nervously against the wheel, his left leg joining in to bounce up and down as he impatiently waits for a sign of life from the other end. Darkened eyes scan the horizon and he swallows when dusk seems to rapidly descend upon the earth to give way to the full moon.
"Hello? Mr. Smith? Agent Young. I need you to listen to me very carefully alright? Just okay wait Just please
I'm SorrySupernatural Doctor Who Crossoverby smalld1171
A solitary figure stands at a distance, quietly observing the graveyard and the two angels which stand among the headstones ready to wage their battle. His head tilts up and he closes his eyes to feel the sun warm the surface of his skin. He breathes deeply; he already knows how this encounter will end. This place will soon set the stage for the ultimate showdown; will be the backdrop to both sacrifice and strength; to victory and loss; to hatred so intense and love that knows no bounds.
A sigh escapes his lips as he leans against the door of his ship for support.
It is not within his nature to stand as a spectator on the sidelines of history as it unfolds; his life a never ending adventure where circumstances real or contrived force him to always keep on the move.
He delves a hand into his expansive pocket; his fingers searching through the contents until they wrap around the object they seek. He eases the book out of the depths of his jacket and gaze
American Muscleby Wayward-Renegade
Dean Winchester vs Brian Kinney
"Because if it was a shapeshifter or a skinwalker, we would have found its skin by now." Dean was quick to reply as he pulled the keys from the ignition and stepped out of the Impala. "Those damn things shed their skin every couple of hours."
"Well maybe this one likes the face its got." Sam suggested as he grabbed his case papers from the seat between them. "Or maybe we haven't come across its skin, because it just doesn't shed it." He continued as he shut the car door and followed his older brother up to the dinner, the job that had consumed the last two days still no closer to being solved.
"What kind of shapeshifter doesn't shed, Sam?" Dean asked, his low tone of voice underlining the frustration.
"A Rougarou." Sam replied, taking a quick glance around the packed diner as they made their way over to an empty booth. "Rougarous don't shed, they morph... Maybe we've just been hunting down the wrong kind of monster... Maybe it isn't a shi
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