Imagine being a princess and falling in love with your father's knight, Dean Winchester, even though you are forbidden to. It will evolve into a love triangle and include more fandoms other than Supernatural.

You sold your soul in exchange for your mothers life.... Now Crowley saves a special spot for you in hell as his puppet. It's your 3rd year living in the hellhole, cleaning after innocent souls are tortured and following orders from the king himself. That is until one day, when Hell's most wanted person arrives and things start to change. DISCLAIMER: This is a Supernatural fanfic, I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters. This story takes place during and after the season 3 finally when Dean goes to Hell. Some of the elements in the story follow the show and others are rewritten. Hope you guys like it!! I've been wanting to write a Supernatural fanfic for a while, so here it is! Let me know if you like it by voting and commenting! I am open to sujestions! If you like this story, make sure to check out my other fanfic! It's a Marvel Thor X Reader. Thank you! Enjoy!😁✌

You have been friends with the Winchesters for almost three years. But they still have no idea the hidden power you hold cause if they do, your scared you'll lose the one man you ever loved.

You, a naïve, unknowing victim get sucked up in a certain boy's master plan to become 'king of the hill' when he asks you to tutor him. Along the way his plan falters and he finds it harder and harder to break your heart like he planned. Warning Crude language Sexual mentions Depression

You're staying at an old hotel, when weird things start happening. Confused, but intrigued you stay, while coming closer to two brothers who are more than they seem. This is an imagine that came to me, but it just feels too long to be included in my imagines book.

[Knight!Dean x Princess!Reader] In the midst of facing a threat of war, your father, the king, sends you and a young, but trustworthy knight to one of your neighboring countries. Angry, offended and wanting to help, you challenge your father's request, claiming that "for your safety" was a pathetic excuse. The frustrated king, in no mood to deal with your antics, tells you that you must find a prince worthy of your hand with the help of your trusty knight, Dean Winchester. Your father never expected you to actually follow through with his request; and neither did you. + Will be updated weekly or biweekly depending on the length of the chapter. I'm planning to write 11 parts, but that could change.

"Obey me with your body and I'll spare your life"

'A' is the best undercover agent/cop in the world, known for her unique and useful set of skills. Nothing is known about her beside her gender, there is no record of them otherwise. Chief Yagami, in a desperate attempt to find Kira, contacts her and asks her to come help with their investigation. To their surprise, she's a weird girl, much like L. And something that Chief Yagami didn't expect, they've met before. Two weirdos falling in love ^-^ (I don't own death note or its characters, only Oc's. This is non-profit) (Not complete)

Dazai Osamu, a die hard fan of suicide, wanted to find a beautiful woman to commit a double suicide with. He searched high and low but now, it's time to search in the middle: the internet. -------------- (Bakamono: I don't own Bungou Stray Dogs. I don't own Dazai. I don't own you. But I do own the plot. Enjoy!)

Her face. It was shielded by the mask she bore over the bottom half of her features. Yet the area it didn't cover nor the hair on her head covered was horrendous. The large scars cascading down into theask could only make her opponents shiver in fear. The way her clouded eye looked out without a single emotion behind it. Hisoka the Ace looking male was intrigued by the female as she stepped out into the group awaiting their order. Her number sheet strapped at her hip side beside an array of needles and one dagger. The strap on her thigh held the highly sharp needles to her body. "Please welcome the Death Stalker! Crazy bitch!! " someone called out. her blind eye snapped in his direction. The male wasnt too tall but held a muscular build to his body. Her eye scanned over him as if she could truly see through it. The male made a face knowing too well she couldn't. The gas chambers hanging off her mask opened and an exhale was heard as she stared down at the man. His features slowly decreased in its smugness and the skin tightened around his skull. He fell screaming bloody marry as the flesh decayed into nothingness and fell from his face. Her eye returned to its blank state as she stared out past him. "My name. Is Mortalitias. "