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“Sean, it’s a game, not a bloody cult.” Sean looks up at (Y/N) angrily from the couch as she closes the fridge. She was smiling, his misery and fear bringing her the kind of joy only Sociopaths understand. “You scared the crap out of me when I was playing a horror game!” He cries picking up a pillow and throwing it at her. Putting up her empty hand she swats it away. “Then don’t be so cute when you cry.” He pouts and looks over at the other side of the room, his determined look making it all the more entertaining. As her body comes into view he turns towards the floor, desperate not to make

"Take off their binders." Rex ordered as Fives and Jesse were spared from execution by their brothers sense of honor. "No! We have orders! We have to go through with this!" Dogma countered blatantly. "Good luck finding anyone to do it." Suddenly a deep voice countered, "Oh,I know exactly who will do it." as one of the lift doors opened to reveal General Krell. He held a chain that connected to your hands, tying them in place with Jedi cuffs that prevented you from using The Force. You had a cloth over your mouth that couldn't prevent the clones from hearing your muffled screams as you tried to break free of your bindings. Even though you w

 Hades face stays cold as he judges the souls and leads them to the lands they belong in. In front of him was a filthy soul, a poor worker who stole from his very own friend and killed the guy. He died from his execution on the surface. Without hesitation, Hades sends him to the Tarturus, the worst of all the lands. The lord is very cold indeed. However, it was just his face that is cold. Every servant who lived with him understood him very well. He was a very kind person actually, but no one in Heaven ever pays enough attention to him to notice. Finishing judging the rest of the souls, the young God steps out of his throne room and leaves to

Small Packages Part One of Seven By PippinRocks 0o0o0o0o0o0 Picard didn’t let his jaw clench. A Captain didn’t show any outward signs of perturbment. He’d keep his voice level and stay calm no matter how stressful the circumstances. “Number One, can you please explain exactly what has happened do Mr. Data?” “Yes Sir. After retrieving Lore, we thought it was prudent to check the lab for any other surprises when we passed by the planet on our way back from Vagra II. Data found this unit. Unlike Lore it had no preset program. An empty shell, if you will.” “Go on.” Riker took a deep brea

Watch MeGallery  Commisions! Listen Warning(s): None. Title: Study Date Pairing: Severus Snape x Reader Fandom: Harry Potter Word Count: 1,152 (This is a contest entry for Inezel)    Snape sat at his desk, checking tests that his students had turned in. Even though it was still early in the new school year, he had already given a few tests. He never went easy on his students. They needed to understand how potions worked since it was such a finicky subject. One thing wrong and the worst thing could happen. Plus he planned on getting through all of this lesson plans. Everything was planned perfectly and he couldn't be distracted by distr

Note: This is the sequel to my first Dean x Reader story so if you haven't read that, please read it here! Auntie! - Uncle!Dean x Aunt!Reader [Fluff!AU-ish] "Mommy, is Auntie {y/n} still getting my cousin?" Mary Winchester, Dean's six year old niece, asked as her parents and her Uncle Dean waited outside of your room where you were "getting Mary's cousin" as her daddy would say. "Just wait a little bit longer, Auntie {y/n} should be out soon with your new cousin," Jessica assured both Mary and Dean and Dean ran his fingers through his hair. "What if something happens? What if the baby gets hurt or {y/n}? I should've gone in there with her,

   Lucifer gently ran his fingers through your hair, many people would think that Satan was heartless,evil, rough. He is to a point but when it comes to you he gentle sweet and caring teddy bear! At first he was actually acting like a dick when you tried to help him but he got better once he got to know you.  To him you were his light,his home,the most beautiful thing in the world and the love of his life. He would shout it to everybody in the world if he got the chance. You made his heart go wild and a grin spread across his face. A little smile spread across your face as he ran his fingers through your hair. He smiled and grinned,kissing

Young Justice- Guilt- One-shot- New years has come and gone and one by one the league was slowly waking up, dazed and confused. The team really didn’t want to explain to their mentors and the other leaguers about how they ruthlessly attacked them. More to the point, they weren’t sure how too. So they settled for herding them into the conference room and tended to any wounds they gained during the battle, skillfully avoiding telling the league members how they got them. Robin did most of the talking, as the others couldn’t think straight, especially around their mentors. Connor was the only one who noticed how Robin was favo

Hetalia Crack! I came up with this idea while in math class XD "What's the diagnosis, Kiku?" Asked a worried Ludwig. Uncharacteristically, he bit his nail from his extreme nervousness. "She's..." Kiku shook his head and casted his black eyes to the floor. "It's not good..." "Just spit it out already!" Romano yelled. His face was flushed, and his fists were balled up. "Tell us!" "Calm down, Fratello." Feliciano cooed and patted his brother's back to try and calm him. "I am calm!" Romano shouted, but he immediately grumbled an apology and waited for Kiku to speak again. Kiku took a deep breath before answering. "(Name)-san has contra

Hetalia x Male! Reader : Sleeping Warning : One swear word in here. But that's it. In this story, the reader is a country. It takes place in the middle of a World Meeting. Now lets get on with it~ "He's asleep?" "The bloody git fell asleep in a meeting... Again!" "We should totally draw stuff on his face!" "That wouldn't be too good of an idea, America. Remember the last time you did that?" "Pft- Whatever!" "Lets put him in a skirt!" "Hell yeah!" "No! Ve aren't going to do to his body. Ve'll just wake him up." "Lets wake 'em up by dumping ice water on him!" "I'll get the bucket!" "Prease don't wake {C/N}. We'rr rearry bother him

In Love With the Enemy Spy! Reader x Country! Possessive! America Prologue Alfred's POV Alfred took off his jacket and wrapped it around the girl's fragile frame tighter as she shivered next to him. With a soft sigh, he pulled her small form close to him. They were currently sitting on the roof of their new house. Alfred had made sure nothing here would resemble anything from the apartment. So it would not have a chance to trigger (Name)'s old memories. The night air is a chilly, it's probably too much for (Name) to handle in her current state, but Alfred needed this. He could hear her soft breathing next to him, it calmed his agitated

Dark!Italy x Reader PG-13 (For dark themes) Abandonment Issues You tore your gaze away from the window, you have had enough of its taunting.  It, like the door of course, was locked.  You can't remember the last time you left the house.  Everything was so different just a month ago.  You closed your eyes and reflected on the past, because it was pretty much the only thing you could do.   -()-()-()- "I'm (Name).  Nice to meet you," you smiled politely and held out your hand to shake. "Ciao Bella!  I'm Italy!"  The man took your hand, but instead of shaking i

Forbidden Touching (Japan x Male!Reader) Japan silently walked to the hot spring he owned and stripped down to his small cloth before sitting down comfortably in the warm water. Letting out a relaxed sigh, he tilted his head back, his black hair moved back and danced along the water. Finally thinking he had his alone time, his eyes immediately opened to hear familiar giggling and blushed lightly. “(Y/N)!” Japan calmly called, his eyes scanning the area and found a small patch of (S/C) skin in the tree. Sighing, he kept in the water and watched as (Y/N) jumped out the tree and into the hot spring causing his hair and face to ge

Just One More (China x Male!Reader) A small groan escaped a certain (H/C) haired male, his eyes slowly opening to different colors of plushies, some bigger than him even. Smiling, (Y/N) stretched, his whole body feeling better afterwards and sat up, scanning the room with a happy gaze. The large room has been filled with many plushies and over sized teddy bears. Of course, (Y/N) didn’t have a problem with it, since it was pretty cute and a nice decoration, but he felt like there were limits to things like this too. Getting up, he walked to the bathroom and rolled his (E/C) eyes since he saw posters even hanged up here. Quickly takin

Beep, beep, beep. 6:00 A.M., and it's a Monday morning. Great. I have to get up. You thought as you got out of your warm bed, to face the cold outside. Slowly dragging you heavy feeling legs, you yawned and stretched as you got clean clothes together to put on after a nice warm shower. Half an hour later, you were out of the shower, relaxed and getting dressed. Once you were dressed and had dried your hair, you pulled you hair up into a messy bun letting a few strands hanging around your face. Taking a last look at yourself, you grabbed your keys and coat before heading out into the cold climate. Once in your car, you cranked up the heat be

2p!Canada X Reader- Soft Spot A/N- Some cussing. Deal with it. It’s 2p!Canada. What do you expect? Rainbow unicorns shtting rainbows? NOPE. XD    The door slammed open and closed, your boyfriend’s trademark heavy boots slamming against the wooden floors of his- er, I mean both of yours cabin. You looked up from the TV as the angry Canadian marched into the room, holding his bloody hockey stick. He was all bloody, probably from hunting poachers, as well as his pet polar bear, Kumajirou. You could barely see the blood stains on his red flannel shirt, but otherwise, you could see the blood in his soft, golden wavy locks, on his fai

"I'm fine, boys!  Really!" You insisted. A pained moan fell from your lips as you curled up in a ball.  Instantly hands covered your body, taking your temperature, pulse and monitoring your breathing rate. "99.0 degrees Fahrenheit." The Doctor murmured. "Not really a fever.." "80 beats per minute, and her breathing seems normal." Sherlock's eyes trailed over your tense frame, attempting to deduce the problem. "Perfectly normal, guys, honestly..." You huffed.  Your two geniuses were desperately trying to figure out what ailed you, after you had practically collapsed in pain, whilst on a case. As usual, they were over-analyzin

(y/n) has logged on. (y/n) has started a chatroom. John has logged on. Sherlock has logged on. Lestrade has logged on. (y/n): Hey guys! John: Hi (y/n)! Lestrade: Hey! Sherlock: Hello. Mycroft has logged on. Sherlock: Okay, who invited him? Mycroft: Thanks. (y/n): I did. He's nice. Mary has logged on. Mary: Hello everyone! (y/n): Hi! Sherlock: Okay, now that you're here, Mary, I want to discuss something with you and John. John: What's that? Sherlock: Sherlock is a girl's name. John: Sherlock, we are not naming our daughter after you! Sherlock: But- John: And no, your name is not a girl's name! Sherlock: ...but it could b

You had been invited to a Christmas party at John and Sherlock’s flat. You thought it rather strange for Sherlock to agree to a Christmas party, but you didn’t care. You loved Christmas, so when John asked you to come you accepted immediately. --- How did you, (F/n) (L/n), happen to become acquainted with John Watson and his sociopathic flat-mate one might ask, and the answer was simple. They had taken your case a few years back, helping you find someone who had stolen your mother’s wedding ring. You mother was deceased, and the ring was special to you. After the case, you and John kept in touch. John ended up asking you

"Joooooohn....there isn't any food." "Look behind you (y/n) I brought you back a muffin this morning." John replied from his chair where he was reading the paper. "Really? Oh tha--" (y/n) cut off mid-sentence and yelled at the top of her lungs. "(Y/N) WHAT IS IT?!" John replied having jumped out of his seat to face her. He saw that in the .2 seconds of him turning around she had managed to jump on the table, now crouching with cup in hand ready to be thrown. "(y/n) what was it?!" "A rat John! It was a rat!" John sighed with relief. "That's all? A rat? You know I'm surprised at you. I didn't think you were the type of person to jump at s

Block. Block. Block. “Willow.” Block. Block. “Willow would you please stop.” Faith could hear her brother, John, trying to stay patient with his niece while Mary snickered, knowing exactly what was going on without having to open her eyes, “Willow, what have Daddy and I told you about hitting?” The toddler happily smashed her rectangular block against her uncle’s arm again… to be fair the structure he’d built was horrid and she did not like it at all, “Daddy says only hit when people are hurting you… or they’re an-anoy- an-“ “Annoying.” Sherlock fin

They way he was looking at (Y/N) made Scott want to punch him and throw him on the side of the street. "You're skin is so smooth - do you use hand lotion?" "I do actually." The mall salesman beams in delight - clearly seeing this as an opportunity. Scott really didn't like him. "Then perhaps you'd be interested in this hand lotion product, made for hard-working women out there!" The man gestures towards his stand of unlimited hand lotion. The bottles were all stacked up on each other, and it looked like none of them had even been sold. "Oh wow, how much is it?" "For you my beautiful lady? Simply $10.00!" Scott snaps and grabs his girl

It sounds like it's raining.  You peer through squinted lids, wondering why on earth you woke.  You can tell it is still way too early in the morning to even think of getting up.  You see the sun shining bright through the window and your brain finally registers that it's not actually raining.  You lift your head, confused.  Then you see the bathroom door slightly ajar and realize the shower is running.  Logan.  Your face flushes as you imagine him in the shower.  You flop your head against your pillow and groan.  You wish you could just stop blushing.  But he just got to you...all the time.  Whether it was when he tossed a grin your way or f

            “Bobby Drake, you are the most infuriating, senseless bastard I have ever met! You can just go screw yourself!” (Name) threw a stuffed animal at his face before storming out.            It was night time in New York when (Name) high jacked Logan’s motorcycle and left. She had been in her pajamas, a pair of black shorts and a large purple tee-shirt, preparing to go to bed when Bobby had, once again, pranked her. He had set her sink faucet with blue Kool-Aid that squirted all over her. She chewed him out before leaving into the freezing tundra that was New York.              (Name) hadn’t made it far befor

You blink your eyes open, looking up into the most perfect pair of blue eyes you've ever seen.  Charles leans over you, stroking your hair softly.   "Good morning,"  he whispers, smiling.  You press your lips together to keep the ridiculous grin from overtaking your face.   "Good morning,"  you reply.   "How'd you sleep?"   "Perfectly,"  you grin.  "You?" He grins back and chuckles.  "Well, what little I slept was wonderful."  You blush at his remark.  Embarrassed, you brush it off with a joke.  "Maybe you should have slept more instead then."  You turn away, curling with your back to him, and close your eyes. Charles laughs.  He slips an ar

Life could sometimes get boring. Repetitive to be more exact. You’d had wanted to do something to spice up your life but lately, you had been so deep in your work you were drowning in it. Sometimes you wondered if your boss loved seeing you miserable. You walked up to the front doors of Stark Tower, or as it was known now as Avengers Tower, and typed in the correct passcode to enter the building. Once the silver sleek doors opened, you trudged inside with your head hanging low. All you wanted now was to go to bed and curl up with a tub of Ben & Jerry’s. “I really want that ice cream,” you mumbled. A gust of win

They never noticed how much you impacted them. Like the saying goes you don't know what you have until it's gone. You worked with earth's mightiest heroes as their well almost everything except leader and JARVIS. You didn't mean to get all the jobs you had people just coulldn't handle the huge amount of random the heroes lived with leaving the tasks to you. Although they never thanked you or even notice you for that matter. You didn't mind the lack of attention because you were making someone happy. So you thought nothing bad would happen when you left for a mission. Only JARVIS would miss you anyway. You could just be replaced. Right? What'

(Name)’s relationship with Tony had always been quite different from the stereotypical power couples that frequented the streets of Manhattan. No, they were not your run of the mill famous yet secretive couple either. Nor were they the spontaneous and attention catching couple. They were just Tony and (Name) who over time became Tony and (Name). It wasn’t that their relationship was unhealthy per say, and it was anything but abusive, maybe a little unconventional was the right word. To someone looking in from the outside, it’d seem like the gender roles were really switched up because, well, they were. It wasn’t like

:bulletred: Thor x Child Reader: Poptarts :bulletred: It was 11:00 in the morning; still much too early for lunch, but too late to be considered breakfast either . . . and (F/n) was absolutely starving!   The little girl of five had tried her best to ignore the pangs in her gut and the obnoxious growls of protest that her belly made. She had tried to distract herself by playing with her toys, and then even found Uncle Tony to play Mario Kart with her. . . But nothing was helping, and she was done waiting. From her current place on the large leather couch besides her uncle, the girl stretched her arms in an exaggerated gesture and put down he

Warning some blood in story Blood, and smoke everywhere you heard so many screams of pain and agony "Elisa!" "Elisa!" You screamed you kept on running and screaming ," Elisa! Where are you?" you felt something grabbing your shoulder "_____ you cant go in there!" you quickly pushed his hand off to the side "Elisa is in there!" you quickly ran passed him into a smokey room "Elisa!" you saw so many dead bodies this only scared you even more "ELISA!"  You screamed "_____ I'm over here!" You heard you quickly ran towards the voice into a very  bright light " ____! Noooooo!"  BANG! You quickly wake up in cold sweat, you started to run your hands t

Masked Gentleman: It will soon be our time...the time...for power... Amy: But I don't- Masked Gentleman: Hush...hush my little one...you must be very tired... Sleep, my little Amy Let your soul take flight One day when you're healed and strong You will be the queen Amy: Where are we going? Masked Gentleman: To the stage, my little princess. Tomorrow, your performance take to the air. Masked Gentleman: I've been exiled, persucuted Left alone with no defense When I think of what that Thor did I get a little tense But my war is not yet over So I don't feel so depressed 'Cause it soothes my inner demon And it helps me get some rest The so

You were running, faster and faster. The small fires of candle light spread long shadows across the walls. Your heart beat uncontrollably in your chest. You did not dare look over your shoulder, afraid the pale faced God with raven black hair had already caught up with you. ‘Give it up, lady [Name]. There is nowhere else to run. Join me, and together we will bring destruction upon Midgard!’ Loki’s voice echoed through the hall, sending shivers down your spine. ‘Never!’ you shouted back, running inside one of the rooms and closing the door behind you. You barricaded the door using the little magic you still had

"Hey Bruce, look at this stray," Tony said, giving her a push in Bruce's direction. Said man glanced up at her. He waved hello. "It's nice to meet you," he said. She nodded, sticking out her hand. "Figured it out yet?" Tony asked excitedly. __________ let her head drop. "What?" Bruce asked quizzically. "She seems perfectly fine." "Ask her her name," Tony encouraged. __________ looked up at him, her eyes begging for him to stop. "What's your name?" Bruce asked, his eyes gentle. __________ shook her head. She pointed to her mouth. Bruce's eyes widened. "Why would you do that to her?" he shouted. "Because I wanted to have a little fun, t

BuckyxReader A step you can’t take back Oneshot “Steve, really give him time”; you said to the superhero while you two were running through the park (Steve lowered his speed to match yours) “But (Y/n), it’s been two months”; he protested; “I… I thought he would come to talk or let me help him or whatever”; he speeded up and you tried to match him. “Steve *huff* Please! Slow down!!”; you pleaded trying to catch the breath. “Sorry (Y/n)”;he gave you an apologetic smile and slowed down. “I don’t know why you’re so paranoid with him, I mean, I get

You stood in front of the full length mirror as you checked out your hella cute outfit. It's been a while since you felt so confident and yet a tinge of nervousness. You were asked out by the good looking fellow who worked at the Starbucks you frequented. You glanced over at the time and noticed you were running a tad bit late. "Shit" You muttered before gathering your purse and cell phone before rushing out your room and down the hall. "Mind getting some milk while your out?" Bruce Clint asked you, not looking up from cleaning his bow with great precision. "Sure?" "Your dressed nice, why?" You looked over at the bar and saw Tony fixing hi

You were sitting on the couch, with your precious boyfriend, Peter Parker, aka Spiderman, or Spidey. You were sure you loved him, and he loved you more than his own life. Though he didn't want to rush things so you have never... you know what. Bees and birds... to the point! You were sitting with him, on the couch, trying to focus on your book, as much as he was trying to focus on his. But you both were distracting each other just by existing. Finally he sighed heavily and put the book down, as you grinned with victory on your face. "I won." You smirked and closed the book. "What would I get as a reward?" You purred silently looking at him cl

Hawke put a hand to her eyes, stretching the fingers wide to allow her to rub both temples simultaneously. Why was she surrounded by stubborn fools? It had been partly her fault, she supposed. The weather had grown cold of late, the first snowfall had been weeks ago and Kirkwall was heavily blanketed in white. When she'd requested Fenris' blade in aid against Tal'Vashoth lingering along the coast, she should have realized the bloody idiot's loyalty and pride meant he would render it without consideration for his own needs. They'd been days in their hunt on the Wounded Coast, wading knee-deep through snowdrifts, only ever completely dry when

                                                    "Damn it, Nathaniel! Did I or did I not tell you to stay back?" Irene crossed her arms and nearly glared at the man, succeeding quite well at hiding the fact her anger was born mostly of sheer terror over how close she'd come to losing him. "You did," he replied evenly. "And do you always have so much trouble obeying direct orders?"

Bonded By Belanna 2012 Shepard/Garrus fanfic This is my first Mass Effect fanfic…please be kind :) A big shout out to the amazing Flipped Eclipsed for the beta. \o/ *big glomps* All left over boo boos are made by me :P Rated PG-13 for language and mild smexyness Commander Kate Shepard sighed as she sat on her bed, picture frame in hand. It wasn't fair, she thought, as she ran her hand over Kaidan Alenko's face. It wasn't her fault that she died saving Joker's sorry ass from the Normandy. It wasn't her fault that Cerberus decided to bring her back because they couldn't think of anyone else who could stop the Collectors and the Reape