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(Gift-fic)DeanXGirlish!Shy!Male!Reader:A Guy? ((A/N: Reader-kun is shy around new people more than people he knows.)) (Name) flitted back and forth in the kitchen of the home of Bobby Singer. His short (H/C) ponytail swinging as he prepared a sweet milk tea, fettuccine alfredo, and lemon pie as his uncle, Bobby, requested. The male made his way into the lving room, where Bobby sat on the couch. With a broken leg, his left leg wrapped up in a dark blue plaster. "The pasta is finished." The British accented voice of the (H/C) haired man piped, holding the plate in his petite hands. "Thanks. You really are too good to me, boy." Bobby

“His name is James Buchanan Barnes. But Steve insists that you call him Bucky.” “Why’s that?” “You didn’t read his case file, did you?” “....I was getting around to it.” “Of course. Anyways, it’s because that’s what he used to be called before he became known as the Winter Soldier.” “Oh.” “Since Steve is in Cairo dealing with some rogue agents, we need you to take care of him.” “You mean like have him stay in my house?!” “It’s the only way he can stay safe. We trust you with him. You’re a good agent when y

They were like transparent wings, the way those arms broke the surface and arched overhead, bringing a slew of water with them. They dove back in and came around again like pedals on a bike, mechanical in their timing and rhythm, yet fluid in their form. The legs, only half as hypnotizing in their grace, were obscured by the whitewash of water constantly disturbed by how powerfully they kicked. And after every stroke, one could see the face of the machine in question, swallowing much needed air every time his mouth broke its kiss with the current. It was difficult to tell from where Kevin was lurking (standing with half of your body hidden b

Life With Jack Frost Chapter 4: "My hand just froze! What the hell happened?" Mark shouted angrily and you tried to hide your grin while Jack's sticking his tongue out at Mark. "Whose baby are you?" Mark said flirting with you. You glared at him and looked at him disgustingly from head to foot. "Definitely not yours!" you said coldly and stood up and walked away from Mark and leaned on the tree nearby. Mark was walking towards you and Jack put a slippery ice on his way and he slipped and fell on his butt. You and Jack laughed out loud about what happened. The embarrassed boy stood up and Jack made another and you probably know what happe

"Marshall, ow! Stop it," Fionna said, shoving him hard in the chest. He soared backwards, stopping only when he hit the wall of his living room. Fionna frowned, rubbing her neck as she set down her game controller."What the math, dude?" she asked. "I mean, I know you're a vampire and all, but really? I thought we were friends." Marshall floated upwards, his head brushing the ceiling. "We are friends," he said, looking hurt. "I just-" "Just what?" Fionna asked harshly. "Just had a sudden desire to drink my blood?" Marshall scratched the back of his head, slowly moving towards the ground. "Something like that, yeah," he said. He smiled wryl

      "Koga!" You whined, stomping angrily behind the leader of the wolf tribe. "Your going way too fast! Wait up!" you shouted into the night sky. The sound of a strong breeze whirling towards you made you raise your arms to cover your face. A hand landing on your shoulder made you jump. "K-Koga!"     The ravenette just chuckled at your surprised and irrateted expression. "What? You called for me, didn't you?" he asked with a smug look on his face. You frowned and turned away from him, resuming the trecherous walk. "You know the rest of us weren't lucky enough to get shards of the Shicon Jewel. I can never keep up with you!"     You were a

When Aang was young, back, a hundred or more years ago, in the Air Temples, he had dreams. Of course, everyone has dreams, especially children, but some people have… Very specific, special dreams. Aang was one of these people, it seemed. This was, of course, long before he found out about being the Avatar, about anything of that matter. Besides, such dreams, they were not the dreams of someone of power. They were dreams of someone of yearning. In the dreams, Aang always began in the same place. Just outside a small grove of trees, a softly treaded path beneath his feet. He always starts walking, as long as he can remember he has, his fe

It's t99 c9ld F9r y9u here and n9w Let me h9ld 6oth y9ur hands in the h9les 9f my sweater - - - He sulked on his couch, head swallowed up by his huge red sweater. It was Christmas Eve on Earth and he had no one to spend it with. No presents sat under his tree, which was dull and lifeless looking. Kankri found tinsel and baubles too flashy and too triggering to those sensitive to such things or those of other religions, so he left his tree branches bare. It was also a fake tree, because real ones were triggering with their pointy little leaves that littered the floor and caused so much cleaning and left a smell that could possibly trigger s

Precious?  What is the meaning of the word? What does it mean to have something..precious? Something you hold dear and would do anything to protect it? Was it possible for a demon to find something of such? If so.. How? How can one gain something precious? How can one be precious to another? How? ~~~ It was dark. It was always dark. You never saw the light except for the times in which you were summoned. Yes summoned. You were a demon, one of the most fearsome and called upon ones at that. You were called upon to fulfill the wishes of whomever calls you. In return, you would devour their souls as payment. Thats all you did. That was y

Jeff the Killer X Reader y/n=your name l/n=last name f/r=favorite restaurant f/s=favorite song f/c=favorite color f/f=favorite food f/d=favorite drink It was FINALLY summer break. You were excited for the next few months of freedom you had coming your way. There were so many things you had planned; it made you giggle to yourself as you exited the high school building. “Hey, y/n, call me sometime this summer!” One of your best friends yelled behind you. You turned around, gave them a thumbs up with a great smile, and ran off towards the gate. You had absolutely nothing in your backpack since you emptied it out before you went to

True to their word Hiccup and Gobber showed up at the end of the week, trailers and actors in tow. You welcomed them all, showing them to the hay field and helping Hiccup and Gobber move their things into your house. The two of them and a few other actors would be staying with you in the house, but you didn’t really mind. You had more than enough room. “I really can’t thank you enough (name).” You were helping Hiccup move the last of his things into one of your spare rooms, and you were currently hanging his shirts in the closet as he picked his cat, Toothless, of the pile of cloths by your feet for the hundredth time

Male!ReaderXHaruhi(Part 2): New Host "WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S JOINING THE HOST CLUB!!?" Tamaki yelled at Kyoya who rolled his eyes. "He want's to join so I allowed him to. Besides, this is another oppertunity to stretch our businesses. "We have a new pranking buddy~!!" The twins sang. "And he loves to bake so Takashi and I get more cake!" Hani squealed. "Yeah." Mori grunted. "B-but-" "No more excuses Tamaki." Kyoya stated finally. Meanwhile... (Name) sneezed as he and Haruhi walked to the host club,"Bless you." She said as the two walked into the 3rd music room. "Thank you." He said as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

“(y/n) turn off that game. You need to sleep.” “I can’t stop now Sherlock. I just unlocked a new mission!” You didn’t even turn away from the TV when you answered Sherlock and that made him even more annoyed than he already was. “That’s not important now turn it off,” he demanded. “Sherlock there is dragon burning down villages. I think that qualifies as important.” “(y/n) its four in the morning and you’ve been there for nearly seventeen hours. It normally wouldn’t matter but seeing as you haven’t slept for forty-eight hours you need to stop.”

 You were fearless. You weren't scared of anything. Not murders, not explosions, not even your own death. You were never frightened by anything. Except maybe one thing. You sat in 221B and rested on the couch while your boyfriend, Sherlock, sat in his thinking space. You glanced around the flat. You were bored, so bored you might've resorted to 'pulling a Sherlock' and shooting the wall. Suddenly, you saw something crawl near your foot. It was a spider, a large Daddy Long-Leg. You kept yourself from shrieking as you slowly raised your feet and climbed to the highest vantage point you could get to, which was, in this case, the top on the cou

You wake up in the morning to the feeling of a feather light touch running down your arm.  It tickles slightly and causes you to shiver.  With a light groan, you burry your face further into your pillow.  You then hear a deep chuckle coming from behind you.  Your eyes flutter open and you turn your head to look over your shoulder. “Good morning, beautiful,” the familiar face of your boyfriend smiles down at you. “Tadashi?  What are you doing here?” you mumble, before letting out a yawn. “I thought I would bring you breakfast.” Rubbing your tired eyes, you sit up and face him. &#

 You're fingertips across my skin The Palm trees swaying in the wind Images You frowned as you stood by the door, eyes gazing sadly upon the dark haired male who was currently standing outside in the pouring rain; no shoes on his feet and a thin shirt upon his upper torso. "What is he doing out there in the pouring rain..?"you wondered aloud. The male that you were currently observing was none other than L, aka, Ryuzaki; a former detective as well as certified genius who tended to act a bit strange at times but you didn't expect him to be this strange. "Perhaps you should go out and check on him...."An older man named Watari, stated behi

Your eyes widened. You froze. Your blood ran cold. Your mind went numb. As you stared ahead of you, your eyes focused on what could only be described as a nightmare. The tall, faceless lanky shape appeared to stare at you, although it was hard to tell without any facial features. You felt like running for cover. You felt like turning back and running away. But you knew neither would do any good. The other tall lanky figure in your life appeared behind you, mouth slightly agape as he saw what you were staring at. He walked up next to you, carefully taking your hand in his own as he kept his eyes on the creature. "(Y/N), come on, we've got t

Momotarou was a lot of things, hyper, sweet, inappropriate, loud, sometimes annoying, the list went on, but one thing that you loved most of all about him? Momotarou was the best cuddler you had ever met in your entire life. And how did you know this? It all started this morning when you and Gou were asked by Rin to come with the Samezuka team to a swim meet against a rival private school. He told the two of you that they just needed someone to write down and organize everyone’s times and for someone to make sure there were towels and orange slices out at all times. Gou quickly took the job of recording times, and you were stuck on or

You come home from work, letting your bag fall on the couch as you walked to the window of your 7th floor apartment. You open it gently, and carefully make your way onto the ledge, sitting down with your back against the concrete wall. You smell cigarette smoke in the air and you take a deep breath. You turn your head around the edge, and see a man in skinny jeans with his legs dangling off. "Hello? I don't think I've seen you here before. And I'm pretty sure I would have noticed my neighbor..." His head turns towards you calmly. "I'm a musician. My work schedule is a bit weird, so I probably just don't come in or out at a time where you wo