What's Wrong Part 2 - Dean Winchester/Reader by daphnelaughter, literature
Literature
What's Wrong Part 2 - Dean Winchester/Reader
You awoke with a jolt to a very loud snore right in your ear. You were still snuggled up in between Dean’s legs, who was presumably the one with the obnoxiously loud snores, and Sam was still a soundly sleeping moose. Many, many tubs of varying ice creams lay around you. Now, you thought, you realized the severity of both eating that much ice cream and sending Castiel to buy the ice cream in the first place.
You sigh as another very loud snore from Dean erupts right in your ear. You know you should probably get up, and Dean’s snores were going to drive you insane, but your cramps hadn’t really subsided from the nigh
SamXReader- Monster- Songfic by daphnelaughter, literature
Literature
SamXReader- Monster- Songfic
It’s been awhile since we’ve met
Your face looks good
You got prettier, you were always beautiful in my eyes
I rushed down the street, I was late meeting Dean, but I was knocked to the ground by an unknown force. I grunted at the impact and looked around me. I sat up and beside me was someone I thought I would never see again.
I stood up and held my hand out for her to take, but she didn’t even glance my way as she got up. Taking her in, I felt a sense of nostalgia. She was beautiful, the way her hair blew in the afternoon breeze, her plush cheeks. she was amazing, and she was (Y/N).
But today you look a bit different
Yo
Dean X Reader - What's Wrong by daphnelaughter, literature
Literature
Dean X Reader - What's Wrong
You lay on the couch, on your stomach. Your face stuck in a pillow, and a fluffy (not to mention your favorite) pillow pressed between your bloated abdomen and the rough couch cushions. Every now and then a painful jolt would disturb you, so you would grunt and move around until you were comfortable once more.
Sam and Dean were sitting nearby at a small table doing research, occasionally glancing your way worriedly. Just past them, there were two dopery looking motel beds. Castiel was off doing… whatever Cas does.
The four of you had gotten back late last night from a hunt. All of you were extremely tired, and thankfully onl
The Darkness of my Past Part 2 by daphnelaughter, literature
Literature
The Darkness of my Past Part 2
Day 2:
My eyes flutter open,
The dark, dampness of the cold, frigid air
Fills my throat and burns my eyes.
It is dark, but yet i can hear birds singing from below me
I wonder why from below.
There is no there is no other sound about me.
I lay there and wait for something to happen.
Nothing.
I hear a piercing shriek and try to sit up, but something is holding me in place around the waist.
Could this be a man? Or a Monster?
I feel no sharp pressure from my belt, telling me my weapons
have been taken.
I have been taken. Where am i?
There is a slight grunt and i am lifted into the air.
There is a feeling of movement, suddenly i can feel mysel
The Darkness of my Past Part. 1 by daphnelaughter, literature
Literature
The Darkness of my Past Part. 1
Before i begin this I would just like to tell you this is my first story or whatever on here so yea. if you don't like it tell me i will try to make something that will please you at least:). also when you see this ~Whimp Whomp Whamp!~ it's my A/N sign. i thought i would do things a little different than most people.
Day 1: in the trees of night
I sit in the darkness
the fog sendinng
chilly
sensations as i ride.
i don't know what i am doing
i just left
with my things
Destiny and me we ride
together or more
rather
she runs
my hair dances in the wind
and the trees are calling
me back
home
but i don't want to go
back
i don't want marry a fore