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My Sweet Prince The Beginning Chapter 1 by Tinalbion, literature

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My Sweet Prince The Beginning Chapter 1

My Sweet Prince The Beginning Chapter 1 On a wonderful day in summer, I had booked a flight to a foreign country that I had never been to. I wanted to get out and do more traveling at my age so I could explore the world and enjoy it at it's best. I finally did it, and I arrived with only a single bag of luggage and wads of cash that I saved just for the occasion. The plane landed many hours later, and I immediately hit the streets to search for a hotel to stay in for the time being. I had passed so many different walks of life in the busy streets of town, all with so many colors and ways of dress. 'They all look so beautiful.' I thought to

Blind Faith (CrowleyXBlind!Nephilm!Reader..sorta) by BowtiesAreCool15, literature

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Blind Faith (CrowleyXBlind!Nephilm!Reader..sorta)

"Oi (Y/n)! This order is going to table twelve. And the one in your right hand is table five. Oh and table four wants another round of beers." Your manager barked sharply. You nodded meekly, throwing your head back to adjust your sunglasses back up on your eyes properly before walking out towards the tables. You sighed. You hated this job with a passion but it was the only one you could get. Only reason you got it was because your asshat of a dad owned a bar chain. And you were forced to continue the 'family business.' Before the accident you were on your way to becoming an art student. You loved to paint and sculpt, and draw. Anythin

Caffeine (Crowley x Reader) by houseandholmes, literature

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Caffeine (Crowley x Reader)

“Should I be concerned with how much caffeine you’re taking in?” Your head snapped up at the sudden intrusion. “Now is not the time, Crowley.” You flinched slightly at the harshness of your voice. Thank God he didn’t seem offended. “Tense, love?” “Tense?” You laughed. “That’s one word for it.” Sam and Dean had gone to investigate some child disappearances in Maine. A twisted ankle had convinced them to leave you behind, despite your protestations. They’d promised not to be long (it probably wasn’t their kind of thing anyway

Tattoos and Piercings: Crowley x reader by Dark-As-Love, literature

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Tattoos and Piercings: Crowley x reader

A.N: Tattoo's can be found in the information box below Prompt: Imagine meeting Crowley for the first time while with the boys and he takes a liking to all your tattoos and piercings. “Dean! Duck!” you shouted just before he dropped and you nailed a ghost with rock salt. You cocked the shotgun waiting for the thing to reappear. Dean stood back to back with you looking around. This particular ghost was definitely putting up a hell of a fight. “Do you think Sam got it?” You asked when after 5 minutes the ghost didn’t appear. “I don’t know, (Y/N). I think Sammy would have let us kno-“ Before he

No dogs in the bunker! (Crowley x reader) by d0gss, literature

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No dogs in the bunker! (Crowley x reader)

Y/n looked up from her bed in the bunker. There was a scratching sound coming her door. “That’s not right,” She muttered. There were no animals in the bunker. Sam knocked and Dean didn’t even do that. Her heart rate sped up “That’s not right at all,” Y/n slip out of bed and grabbed the knife on her bed stand. Her feet made little sound as she tiptoed to the door. She tightened her grip on the knife, mentally bracing herself for a fight. She took a deep breath and cracked the door open. To her relief it wasn’t a monster. That was the last thing she wanted on one of her days off. Oh no, it wa

No More Ninjas (Mycroft x Reader Drabble) by TheBeethatHums, literature

I Hate Christmas Parties 3/3 (Mycroft x Reader) by TheBeethatHums, literature

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I Hate Christmas Parties 3/3 (Mycroft x Reader)

Sherlock spent the rest of the party waiting for the perfect moment to enact his plan, letting the hours tick by and the food and drink be consumed until everyone was just sitting around, happily chatting. His brother had had three glasses of scotch, all poured by you meaning they were very generous, and as promised John had slipped quite a bit of extra alcohol into your eggnog. Outwardly, Mycroft looked the same as always but Sherlock knew he was really quite loosened up and you were swaying tipsily on your perch of the arm of Mycroft’s chair, giggling and talking more openly than you normally would. Perfect for his plan. John moved

I Hate Christmas Parties 2/3 (Mycroft x Reader) by TheBeethatHums, literature

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I Hate Christmas Parties 2/3 (Mycroft x Reader)

Mycroft tried to read you, to discern your thoughts, as you stared pensively out the window of the car but came up with nothing. He knew you enjoyed the holidays, his brother often complained over the fact that you always decorated his flat and insisted that he go shopping with you and John, but looking at you now it was like he’d stolen your Christmas spirit. He pursed his lips before taking a deep breath, “I apologize for what I said earlier. I know you have your reasons for keeping your distance from your brother.” “If I tell you why do you promise it never leaves this car and that you will not bring it up ever ag