You sat in the darkness, listening, but nothing could be heard. Not even the sound of your breathing reached your ears. You were motionless, all was still. As far as you remember it had been this way. Not even your thoughts wandered. Then came a hum. It was deep and low, almost hypnotic. It was distant, but there. Y...
most of these are when I need to vent in story form, or see if they're good enough for Tumblr so....
Supernatural x reader. In need of help Sam and Dean Winchester go to visit ,an old friend of Castiel's ,(y/n). Shes an ex-hunter currently working at a bar. Why did she quit hunting? And what is so different about her?
no hate please :/ this is still a WIP but I plan to add a new story/part either when asked or when I have time. Let me know what kinds of stories anyone wants because I am completely open to anything honestly :)