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This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending, No hope, no love, no glory, No happy ending Happy endings weren't for people like you. They weren't for Dean Winchester's, they weren't for (y/n) (y/l/n)'s. They were for people – other people – normal people. Happy endings weren't for people seeking them like you did – absorbing every good moment – thinking – no hoping to one day receive that ending. No – they weren't. Happy endings were for the weak – the vulnerable , the helpless – not people like you – people like Dean. They simple weren't. Dean Winchester looked at the old blue couch

Living a life in the world where supernatural things happen on every corner wasn't always easy. No – to tell the truth it had been quite hard when you first discovered that your parents had been something called hunters. People hunting supernatural beings – witches, werewolves, demons, tricksters – when you first heard of it – it seemed so crazy – surreal. When your parents told you about the family business you thought they were crazy – laughing it off like you always had but then... It was only when your beloved father died on a salt and burn gone wrong that you truly believed them. Realizing that you wo

Abandoned Part II (Doctor Doom x Reader) But when the door opens the hope dies once again. It's not your mother that looks at you. It's not Tony whom walks towards you and it's not Steve – no. It's Doctor Doom. His eyes roam around the room. Filled with curiosity, wonder – pity, even – he searches for something but finally settles at your shaking and dirty form. He's quiet – not saying a word while he watches you trying to move. Your body – weakened from the past months however doesn't respond. Having to watch how the strange man walks around the room you finally give up, sighing in the process. Whatever he w

It all started with an innocent white shirt. Turning in your bed – your body tangled in silky white sheets that clung to your body as if there were a second skin – you wake up, slowly. The first rays of the morning sun already greeting your skin with soft kisses you open your eyes with a soft whimper. It's early. Your whole body is arching from the past training you had to endure and now – only moving your body to the side you feel the whole of your being paining. Taking in a shaky breath you get your body to slowly get out of the soft embrace of your bed. “I hope you had a splendid sleep Ms (y/l/n). Mr Barnes has r

Being Sherlock's assistant had not been easy. When your older brother John Watson told you he was going on vacation – leaving the brilliant mind of Sherlock Holmes behind you had never thought of siding with that weird guy your brother had always spoken about. But when your brother looked at you with puppy eyes – who were you to say no to his pleading? Oh no. Your Brother had always had this weird ability to make you do whatever he wanted. Sometimes you hated him for this ability – sometimes you even admired him. But most of the time – nah' So now – day fourteen of your torture – and you had turned into th

Pain. It's all you feel when you try to move your hands. They move an inch until the rusty chains on the wall tear your hands to the stone once again. It hurts – oh how it hurts. You can't remember how often you now had tried to get free – just to get your body to move away from the corner of the cell just to get pushed back by the metal mechanism that clung your whole being to the wall. Tears flowing down your cheeks as for a moment you get a hold of the smallest spark of hope. You crawl two steps to the door – and once again the chains push you back. Your head connects with the wall – a dull cracking sound erupts

Tony was not the person someone would call a good father figure - frankly it was quite the opposite. Having his way with so many women - being dubbed a playboy - a ladies-man, even. So it was no wonder when people got to know his little secret - you. His daughter - his offspring - one of the proudest achievements of his life. He was proud of you in every way - how you aced your finals - how you've not been like him. Pure, he'd say. You had kept to yourself for the whole of your first sixteen years of life - well up until you met him - Peter Parker. And now only dating the boy for the first couple of days Tony was -- well, he was pissed to pu

You loved him. Adored him, even. The boat builder, the trickster – the father of your niece. You loved that man since you had turned into a teenager. He was your best friend, the husband of your sister – he was insane – funny even. Floki was everything you had wished for when your sister told you she was getting married. Floki the man whom had build the boats of famous Ragnar – even those of Björn Ironside. Even when he did the unthinkable – even when he killed Athelstan while thinking it was the gods whom gave him the instructions. You were by his side – helping Helga as good as you could while Floki

He would kill you. You were sure of that. You weren't only sure you knew that he would kill you. Well maybe not kill, but – Starring at the remains of the batmobile as the car drowned, you gulped slowly. Keeping your eyes on the vehicle until it vanished completely – consumed by the blue-ish liquid right in front of you. Bruce would kill you. You were in huge trouble. ~ It was hours after midnight when you finally dragged yourself into the shared flat Bruce had bought for the two of you. Laughingly dubbed Bat-nest by you and him, you stud in front of the door. You hoped he was still asleep as you fumbled with the keys until you

Little Time lord (11th Doctor x Reader) Final sequel to You're pregnant? And Fez for my head! (e/c) – Eye color (y/l/n) – your last name The little 'tipper tapper' of small feet - hesitant at first but growing with pride with every taken step. Growing louder in sound, the noise echoed thru the blue police box whom had been named Tardis. The Tardis - the time machine of the Doctor - the man you loved and whom loved you with all of his hearts. Meet during one of his many adventures on planet earth the time lord had dragged you into his snog box only for the both of you to slowly fall in love. So it was no wonder that some years l