Perturbed - Gabriel x ReaderEverything felt, normal. Perfectly normal.There wasn't a great chance that something would come after you that day, or more importantly, no one was coming after Gabriel.So why was there a sickening feeling in your gut as the day progressed?You stood in Gabriel's kitchen, washing the dirty dishes that were left at the sink last night.You were home alone; Gabriel claimed that he had to run a few errands, to which you argued that he shouldn't go alone. But the truth was you didn't want to be on your own.A flood of what if's filled your mind as you finished scrubbing the last dish clean.What if someone found him and hurt him, or worse killed him?What if someone or something found me and I had no way of defending myself and it killed me?What if when it does he doesn't get home on time and I'm a gory mess on the floor?What if, what if-There was a tightening pain in your chest like someone had stuck there had in your chest and were squeezing your lungs so tightly that you were gaspi
Somniophobia - Dean x ReaderYou lay on the couch, listening to the sound of the ticking clock that forced agitating upon you. Everyone else in the bunker was asleep. You were pretty sure even Crowley was asleep in dungeon.It wasn't that you couldn't sleep, you weren't exactly a huge fan of sleeping. Ever since you were a child you barely slept. Your mother had dragged you off to several doctor's appointments who assumed that you had insomnia, which lead to receiving numerous amount of perscripted sleeping pills that you refused to take. Now they're out-dated and you felt that calling it a problem was over-rated.You hadn't bothered to check the time until you heard scuffling coming from upstairs."(Y/N)?" You jumped at the call of your name, spinning sharply to see whose voice had shouted on you.Dean stood at the top of the stairs in his usual long dressing gown and pajama bottoms and dark t shirt. You stood up, fixing the bottom of the tank top as you watched him trudge down the stairs sleepily."What time is
Complex Desires- LuciferxReaderxGabriel - PrologueChoosing between two people that you love, how difficult can it be?Quite. Okay, extremely.They expect you to make up your mind instantly and be done with it.But it's not that simple. It is never that simple.And considering on one side you have the devil who's tongue is sharp and on the other, an angel who's eyes made your knees weak.Choosing between the two was never going to be easy.Nothing about this situation was ever going to be classed as easy.From the way they moved to the way they spoke to you, it was both different and tranquil.They both had their flaws, but so did everyone no matter how perfect they claimed to be.One had their anger and the other had their arrogance.You weren't saying that you were perfect.You had fallen in love with one of them and you did love them dearly but only after at least a few months the second appeared onto the scene.And you were terrified of what one of them might do to the other if they dare find out about your secret attraction.
Side of the Road - Sam x Reader"This has to be the worst idea you've ever had.""Oh like you're so smart.""I'm not the one that stole the car that was in need of repair! And they say you're the smart one."Sam had a spontaneous idea of travelling to another state, get away from Dean and to take you on an adventure. Like your life wasn't an adventure as it was.Now you were stuck on the side of the road, with a car that's engine decided to die on you. The road was almost deserted, the occasional car passed by while you were trapped, not moving.The hood of the car was up while Sam - with his hair tied into a small ponytail and his jacket lying in the front seat - stared at the engine with a concentrated look in his eyes. While you stood at the side of the road, tempted to begin hitch-hiking to get back home and return to your bed.You groaned in annoyance. Standing here was growing boring. Wind blew a fresh breeze every so often, cooling you down as the sun beat against your skin. You threw your jacket off and force
Blame It On The Alcohol - Drunk!Dean x ReaderHome alone on a Saturday night. No monsters, no hunting, no long walks into the wilderness. Just yourself and some badly made movies that you rented from the near by store, along with some cheap ice cream and other forms of junk food you rarely had the luxury of having.Also, there was no need for you to listen to the odd arguments between the Winchester brothers. And oddly at Castiel at some points.Now the place was silent, the only sound in your apartment was the words drifting from the mouths of the actors on your TV screen and your hands occasionally scrunching through a packet of chips. Snow was drifting outside, alerting everyone that Christmas was near by.You pulled your blanket closer to your body at the thought of being outside in the cold.The peaceful atmosphere didn't last long as there was several thuds on your door. You turned the volume down and pushed your blanket off of you.Who could possibly be here at this time of night? If anyone needed you they would call you.Y
Words - Sam x ReaderAlways in a rushNever stay on the phone long enoughWhy am I so self-important?Said I'd see you soonBut that was, oh, maybe a year agoDidn't know time was of the essenceHer fingers danced along the windowsill. She twirled the fallen leaves that rested upon it with her fingers before tearing it in two.Life had lost it's shine ever since she had left him.Her soul had lost it's spark. Her laugh lost it's glimmer of happiness and her smile disappeared.Bitterness swarmed her voice and her words. It wrapped around her phrases and her kindness expired.People told her to lighten up and stop being so cynical, but she couldn't help it.She couldn't deal with their comments or sympathetic glances.She had left so many silent words to lay on her tongue.She regretted so many things in her life, and the unspoken words that she had kept to herself was one of them.So many questionsBut I'm talking to myselfI know that you can't hear me any moreNot anymoreIt was stupid.She