tarasilverwolf

You always wanted to have the perfect Christmas, decorations, a huge dinner, presents underneath a tree, the whole nine yards. But because you were a hunters kid your Christmas's involved waiting in whatever hotel room in which ever state you were in at the time while your parents we're off on a "job.” occasionally you did receive "gifts" but they were nothing to brag about. Once you were old enough you left your parents and had joined up with some fellow hunters; the Winchester brother’s, you were great at research and were a  pretty skilled shooter making you a perfect cancdate for traveling with them, according to Sam he and D

You gave a small sigh, leaning against the wheel of your ship. You watched the sail flutter, the waves rocking again and again. You loved being a Captain. A well-known Captain at that. Captain (y/n) (l/n). One of the finest. You were known for being a terrific sailor. Brutally honest. Cunning. Sly. Stealthy. Attractive. Any of those words came to peoples’ minds when the topic of you and your ship were brought up. As you were reminiscing about your life on the sea, you failed to notice two of your crew members approaching you, a man in shackles in their grasp. You turned at the feeling of a tap on your shoulder, your (h/c) hair flutterin

Clint was wandering around the building known as Stark Tower, seeking for what seemed to be the most precious thing to him in life. His bow. The tower, being as big as it is,  could make it take hours before you could find anything that you'd lost. One time you lost an earring and didn't find it until three months later. "Hey, 'Tasha?" He asked with a slight annoyance in his tone upon entering the main living room, searching through every drawer and every cupboard he could find. His clear assumption being that someone had moved it as a joke or prank of some kind. She tore her eyes away from the television screen to look at the brunet man pr

                        (Readers P.O.V.)     Darkness. That's all there was. I tried to sit up to find that I had been tied to a table of some sorts. "Help me! Somebody please help!" I screamed.     "Nobody can hear you here my darling," a familiar voice said. Suddenly, the lights came on. They were so bright that they blinded me for a moment. Once I could see I looked to where i heard the voice to see the demon Crowley.     "Crowley!" I groweled, "What the hell do you want?"     "Oh nothing very important. Just Dean Winchesters head on a silver platter," The demon said with a smirk. "And I have the the perfect bait to get him here. Y

“I’m really glad we’re finally doing this,” Sam said as Y/n jogged beside him. He’d been asking her to be his running partner for over a month. “Don’t get too excited, it’s a one time thing,” Y/n huffed. Their sneakers pounded the pavement simultaneously. “I only agreed so you would stop bugging me.” “Who knows, you could get hooked.” “I will not, I hate jogging.” “No you don’t, you just hate waking up this early.” Y/n laughed. The sun cast purple rays into the sky as it crawled out from the darkness of night. The national mal

Warriors: New Prophecy Unclouded love A Ka-ting Incorporated Company, Short Story, Production This bright light in my heart is because of you… "So how was the evening patrol?" Cloudtail asked as Brightheart as they met up at the fresh-kill pile. "It went well…" Brightheart answered plainly as she took a plump mouse out of the pile and went over near the nursery to eat it. Cloudtail followed her without even taking the time to get a mouse of his own, "Do you want to share?" Cloudtail asked, shifting his paws nervously. Ever since the incident with Daisy, Brightheart and him hadn't really talked to each other much…. "There's p

When Dean heard the screams coming from his sister's room, he didn't think twice about grabbing his gun and kicking down her door. She was lying face down on her bed, cocooned by her different assortment of blankets. It was obvious she was still breathing. “(Name)?” Dean asked panicked as he inched closer to her bed. (Name) Flipped over and untangled herself from the warmth. She kicked her feet up and down onto her bed violently. “Go away!” She screamed and grabbed her alarm clock, chucking it at her older brother's head. Ducking just in time before it hit, Dean frowned and cautiously perched on the very edge of (Na