“What is it now boys? I have told you many tim-“ Crowley
started but stopped when his gaze landed on you with his mouth apart as he had
stopped mid-sentence. He squinted his eyes making you tilt your head to the
side in wonder. So, this was the king
He took in a breath and had a small smirk on his lips with a
look intending to impress as he walked over to you. You felt Sam and Dean’s
body tense next to yours.
“And, who is this lovely young thing?” he asked looking
intensely into your eyes, as he stood just in front of you. You raised an
eyebrow in amusement, silently chuckling to yourself. If he thought, you were
an innocent little cupcake who would blush and melt at his words he was so wrong.
That is when a protective arm came in front of you, “She’s
off limits Crowley so back off” came Deans rough voice as he glared at the king
in front of you. Not breaking eye contact with you, “Hn…” Came his reply.
He kept looking into your (E/C) eyes that had seen things,
been through things, no human should have gone through. Your eyes that held
scars from the past, turning you into the bad-ass hunter you now were.
He tore his gaze away from you, and placed his hands in his
pockets, looking at Dean. “What is it that you boys want?” he asked finally. “We
want location of a vampire named Jackson” you spoke in your business tone,
making him look at you, yet again. “We have reason to believe he had been
working with a demon of yours.”
“Consider it done” he said in a split of a second making all
three of you stare at him dumbstruck.
“Wait- what?” Sam
furrowed his eyebrows and looked at Crowley, with confusion etched on his
features. You all had thought he’d ask for something in return, anything no matter how small, never
would you have dreamed he would say ‘yes’ just like that.
“In return..” Crowley continued, locking his jaws. Of course. There would always be a
price, you rolled your eyes. “I want a name..” he said, raising his finger. “Your name” he pointed at you.
He wanted a name?my name? He was becoming even more amusing
by every passing second. “(Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N)” you blurted out before anyone
else could say anything. “Beautiful name for a beautiful lady” he gave a flirtatious
smile. “Ok, enough. As I said before, off limits ” Deans gruff voice said, not
liking the way Crowley was flirting.
“Spoil sport” Crowley rolled his eyes and disappeared leaving
dust in its wake as you blinked in surprise. “Does he do that often?”
okay real talk tho, my fave pics of Daehyun that surface on the internet are the pictures that show his bad skin. I can sit here and tell you he’s perfect and stunning and gorgeous and he is, like 100%. But when I see his bad skin every once and a while I remember that he’s an actual human that suffers like everyone else from shitty stuff but still can be so cute and still can find all the love in this world and honestly it’s just really important to me.
A/N: This is my thank you to the +500 little cupcakes who clicked the follow button. This is a domestic polyamory fic. I love you guys so much! Also I’m going to be 25 tomorrow so I might get really drunk tonight.
You had spent the weekend with your boyfriends in a nice
cabin at the edge of the woods. It was now time to go back to the compound. You
walked to the back of the car and put your backpack in the trunk.
“Everything’s here?” Steve asked, his footsteps made a soft
crackling sound as he crossed the porch. You turned around and glanced at the trunk’s
“Yeah, I just need to warn Nat that we’re heading out.” You pulled
your phone from your back pocket and unlocked it. “I’m driving. Want to be my co-pilot?”
“Sure thing, sweetheart.” Steve smiled, it was so contagious
that you couldn’t help but giggle.
After a quick call to your mum-friend, you sat behind the steering
wheel and waited until your two super boyfriends were inside to pull out of the
Requested by Anon: “Can I request a joker imagine where they get into an argument and the reader has had enough and leaves him and then a few weeks later joker gets into a fight and he’s badly bruised and the reader takes care of him? some angst & fluff and just a little OOC joker”
“You can’t keep doing this, J!”
“Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do,” he growled, waiting as Frost sewed up the deep cut on her shoulder.
“You’re going to end up dead and for what?! Some guy in a bat costume that you’ll never kill.”
A/N: y’all know i suck ass at creating titles okay lmao.. enjoy :)
Pairing: Reader x Justin Bieber
Request: ‘Can u do an imagine were y/n a YouTuber and u react to one of Justin’s vids Ps happy Valentine’s Day’
My fans and viewers have been begging me for the longest amount of time to react to one of Justin’s videos. Today was finally the day of me getting it done. I sat in my room, pulling up a video from YouTube. So many to choose from but, I could only watch one. I left my laptop on my bed and went to set up my camera. I put it on it’s stand and walked about two feet away to make sure it was the appropriate distance, which it was.
I went back to my bed and sat on it, picking up my laptop. I scrolled through the results on the web page and finally decided to go with the Company music video. I got up once more and pressed the play button on my camera. I did my intro and went straight into the video.
While in the middle of actually starting the video, Justin came into my room. “Y/N! Have you seen my phone? I can’t find it- oh, you’re making a video. My bad.” Justin began slowly backing out of my room when an idea popped into my head.
“I’ll tell you where your phone is if you help me make this video.” I said, smiling at him. Justin stopped and pondered for a moment.
“Eh, what have I got to lose?” He shrugged his shoulders and walked over towards me. He sat to the right of me and I continued on with my video.
“You’re watching one of my videos I see. You’re such a stalker Y/N.” Justin joked, nudging me in the arm. I playfully shoved his arm away and continued watching the video.
“You look so cute in this video Justin. Who knew you’d look like the complete opposite in real life.” I joked too, laughing at what I said.
“Shut up.” Justin replied. “I think I’m quite hot.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“I know you are, my hot little cupcake.” I pinched his cheeks, chuckling at him. “Anyways, back to the video.”
“Why watch the video when the real thing is right here?” Justin smirked, winking at me.
“I’m uploading this on YouTube you know. This isn’t just one of those ‘me making and later on deleting it’ videos.” I retorted, starting to get slightly annoyed. Every time Justin came in here I could never get my videos done, and that was exactly why I always had to delete footage. He’d flirt and joke around with me and then, I could never take anything seriously. “Quit fooling around Bieber and be serious, or I’ll kick you out. How about that?”
“I want my phone though.” He pouted.
“Then stop fooling around.” I scowled at him. Slowly but, surely I was loosing my patience.
“Okay, chill out. I’m only joking.”
I rolled my eyes, focusing my attention back on his video.
“You ain’t gotta be my lover, for me to call you baby. Never been around no pressure. Ain’t that serious?” Justin began singing along with the lyrics. He does this every chance he gets. I have to stop inviting him in here and lock the doors. “Can we, we keep, keep each other company? Maybe we, we can be, be each other’s company. Oh company!” The neighbors could probably hear him, from how loud he was signing.
This was no longer my video but, Justin’s. Maybe he should start a YouTube channel since he likes taking over my videos. The music video eventually ended, leaving just the two of us staring at a blank screen.
“That was fun, wasn’t it?” Justin spoke up, catching me off guard. I nodded my head in agreement but, I wasn’t agreeing with him.
“I like the video, didn’t like the singing over the video so, I’ll give it a 9.5 just because. Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this video. If you liked it, please give it a huge thumbs up and subscribe to my channel if you already haven’t. See you guys next week! Peace.” I shut off the camera, sighing deeply. So much editing ahead of me.
“So, where’s my phone?” Justin asked.
“On the table. Take it and leave. You’ve had more than enough fun for one day.” I rolled my eyes, taking my camera off of it’s stand.
“Thanks Y/N, you’re the best.” Justin jogged over to the table in the corner of my room and grabbed his phone.
“Thanks Y/N, you’re the best,” I mocked him. I scoffed, placing my camera on my dresser.
“Same time tomorrow, yeah?” Justin suggested.
“Alright, see you then.” Justin closed the door before I could even answer. What a guy he was.