DeanxReader (Too Concerned)"Dean, I told you, I'm fine." A look of irritation was plastered on your face. You were trying so very hard not to get mad but, with Dean asking if you were alright over and over again was getting on your nerves.DeanxReader (Too Concerned) by MaitresseOvO
"Says the one who got injured," He countered back at you.
A few hours ago you, Dean, and Sam were on a hunt. When suddenly, you were attacked by a group of vampires. Unluckily for you, the heel of your shoe got caught in the deep crack of the cement floor while you were sprinting away. But the other two managed to kill the vampires before they got to you.
After dropping Sam off at a nearby motel, Dean drove you back to your apartment to rest and let your ankle heal.
"Dean, I'm just going to the bathroom..." You sighed as you carefully got up from the couch, minding your sprained ankle. "It's not a big deal." You knew the older Winchester was concerned for you but, there were times when he worried too much.
"Fine…" He said, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.
DeanxReader (Can't Sleep)Silence…It was all that you could hear. Except for the occasional snoring coming from Dean, who was sleeping soundly next to you with his arms wrapped around your waist protectively. You glanced at the digital clock on the side-table, it was three in the morning . You sighed, it was the fifth time this week that you couldn’t get a wink of sleep.DeanxReader (Can't Sleep) by MaitresseOvO
After a few more attempts of trying to sleep, you decided to go to the kitchenette and fix yourself a drink. Taking a glance at the elder Winchester, you gently pried his arms off of your torso before silently descending to the door.
A couple of minutes had passed. You were sitting on one of the chairs with a cup of tea on the table. Leaning back and crossing your arms, you started to space off, thinking of all the possible things that could make you fall asleep. You didn’t even hear the sound of footsteps nearing you.
“(y/n)…?” A hoarse voice snapped you out of your thoughts. You looked
DeanxReader (Shut Up)You woke up to the loud ringing of a phone. Groaning, you try to block out the sound by nestling into the warm chest beside you. Still, it was a complete utter failure. You were sure that you left your phone at the coffee table of the living room so, you assumed it was Dean's.DeanxReader (Shut Up) by MaitresseOvO
Opening your (e/c) eyes, you were face to face with the older Winchester, who was half naked under the white covers. Both of your faces were just mere inches apart. Of course, Dean slept like a rock, so he wouldn't have heard the phone.
The ringing continuously went on and on as you sighed in frustration. With a bit of difficulty, you forcefully pushed Dean to the ground, evidently waking him up.
"Damn it, (y/n)! What the hell?!" Dean shouted. You noticed that his voice was a bit hoarse.
"Just answer your phone." You simply said as you delved into his pillow, face first. At this point, you were amazed to hear that the phone was still ringing. It was obviously important. Dean looked at you with an arched brow (sti
SamxReader (Inspiration)The whistles of the wind picked up at a fast pace as the cold breezy air hit your pale face, your hair in a complete disarray. You were seated at the back porch of your home, a notebook in your left hand and a pen on your right. It was already night time, and Sam hasn’t arrived yet since him and Dean were on another hunt.SamxReader (Inspiration) by MaitresseOvO
It was a habit for you stay up and wait for him, even when Sam kept telling you not to. But of course, you were too stubborn to follow him. Seconds passed before you looked up from what you were writing and took in the dark scenery before you.
Ever since your mother gave you a book full of classics you instantly took a liking to reading, up until it developed into writing your own stories. It was an undying passion, as comical as it sounded. Your eyes glanced back at the notebook that you were clutching and read the unfinished story that you were writing…
-Marianne was happy that they were together, no…she was more than happy that he returned he
Norway x Reader - Hair HabitsNorway x Reader - Hair Habits by AProudHetalian
“Why do you never touch my hair?”
The question came out of the blue as you looked up from your book to see Lukas on the couch, his eyes slightly narrowed as he unconsciously pursed his lips at you.
“What do you mean?” you asked, your confusion evident in both your voice and arched eyebrows.
“My hair.” He lifted a finger to point at his hair before holding a lock of it between his fingers. “It’s just…” Lukas muttered slowly, “You never seem to play with it, nor touch it for that matter.”
“But don’t you dislike it when people touch your hair?” Returning to the book in your lap, you couldn’t help the chuckle that squeezed its way past your lips. “Honestly, Lukas, how do you even notice things like the lack of me touching your hair?”
“It’s hard not to notice when you touch everyone else’s hair but mine.”
You could detect the hint of envy that ac
Loki x Bulimic! Reader: MadnessLoki x Bulimic! Reader: Madness by katnisseverdeen4life
Bile rises to your throat, threatening to shake you apart. Your fingernails claw at the countertop, leaving white clawing marks scratched across their panes like wolf marks. You shudder, heaving your head forward in varying degrees of sickness, wiping saliva off the corner of your mouth.
And you were still hungry.
“For goodness sake…” you mutter darkly to yourself as you clench and unclench your fingers together, trying to ward off the usual pangs of hunger.
It’s not that you’re starving necessarily, but every so often, once in a while, you’d get these horrible wrenches in the pit of your stomach, a gaping hole that you just felt had to be filled.
So you ate. Gor
Natsu x reader x Laxus part 2"Is he drunk?" You asked Mirajane.Natsu x reader x Laxus part 2 by Violenceisbeauty
"Yes" she said with a smile and sweat dropped.
You were on a 5 year mission and you just got back. Only to see a destroyed guild hall and a drunk Makarov.
You facepalmed and groaned quietly,
"At a time like this" You grumbled.
"Well this is a hard time for him too." Mirajane explained.
"I understand that, might as well go back to the board and get some money to rebuild" You said as you stretched yawing.
"But you just got back (name) shouldn't you get to see everyone and say hi?" she asked. You sighed
"I'll say hi to them later on." You said "Right now I need to get more money for you guys" you said as you headed for the S-Class mission board . Yes you were an S-Class mage. One of the best in all of Fairytail. You looked up and down, none of these offered very much money.
"You looking for this sweetheart?" A deep voice asked, you knew that deep voice. You turned around and saw Laxus. He was sitting down his feet on the table. He was holding a pie
One More Minute (Snarky Reader x Laxus)One More Minute (Snarky Reader x Laxus) by moonlight662
There he was. The infamous lightening god standing outside of his old guild, Fairy Tail. One year ago, he had been exiled from the guild, unable to ever return. Now, it's been seven years...felt like a hundred.
"Why are you still out here?"
Laxus turned around swiftly to stare at a a (H/C) mage. Her name was (Y/N), if he remembered correctly. Laxus let out a sigh of exhaustion when he looked at her "Don't bother yourself. Why are you out here?"
The mage rolled her eyes, checking her watch quickly before answering "running late apparently" she shrugged holding up a bag of groceries "I went out to get sake. What are you doing?"
"Same" He shrugged, trying to avoid any conversation that lasted more than three words.
"Are you going in?"
"One more minute."
The woman gave him a funny look, her (E/C) eyes flashed with curiosity, amusement, and a tinge of annoyance. Laxus could tell from her aura and a few rumors, she was an extremely brash and scary woman.
"You should go in" (Y/N) finally said