ILoveHetaliaForLife

 Stiles sighed as Derek's lips moved gently against his own, his arms snaking up to wrap around his shoulders. "I didn't know you could be so gentle." he said quietly, pulling their lips apart for a brief second to speak. The older man nudged his nose with his own "I can be full of surprises when I want to be." he gave Stiles another gentle peck on the lips, a small smile lighting up his features. He smiled back, snuggling closer to his boyfriend "I can see that. You should surprise me like this more often. It's nice." "It is, isn't it?" Derek pressed kisses to his forehead and the corners of his eyes "Especially because it makes you sm

~The Whispered Order~  From far away, Jerusalem seemed more like one giant entity than a few hundred seperate buildings. From far away, the walls seperating houses crowded together and almost seemed to move as one through the heat of the sun. The ground and mud caked enclosures were a pale tan, bleached by the battering sunlight. It was a warm colored city, for sure, but as you finally cleared the thickets of forests and valleys, arriving at the top of a hill overlooking Jerusalem with Altaïr, the city almost seemed to give off this greenish yellowish glow. It resonated from every building and tower. Even the metropolis walls and groun

Broken. Torn. Enraged. Miserable. That is the new you. You've witnessed a titan, a fifteen meter class, devour nearly half of your teammates. Your friends. Your brothers and sisters in arms. Blood spewed from the beast's mouths, the sharp teeth piercing through the human's flesh. The grins on the giant's awful, ghastly face made you froze in your place in dismay. Your (E/C) eyes widen, your mouth slightly parting in shock. Your teammates' bloodcurdling screams have been embedded in your head. Forever you will regret not saving them. Why didn't you do anything? Why did you stand there, watching them, listening to them shriek for aid? "(L/N

You Shivered as another flow of cold wind flew through you, you sighed, wanting nothing more than to curl yourself in a blanket. You curled up more on your bed. The Boys are on a hunt while you stay so that you ‘Don’t hurt yourself’ and the bunker was cold as Hell. You heard a flutter of wings as you tried to sleep on your not-so-comfy-bed. "F/N" A Gravel-like voice said,trying to get your attention. You squirmed, not wanting to be bothered. "F/N" The voice said again. You moaned in displeasure, looking at your angelic boyfriend. "What the hell do you want?" you mumbled angrily. "I sensed your displeasure, I wanted to

(Request :) ) ((Song is Oh Ms. Believer by Twenty One Pilots))    Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty sleeper     Your twisted mind is like snow on the road     Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder     Inside your head than the winter of dead    Warm arms wrapped around your shivering body, the snow falling silently around you. Whispers reached your ears as hands moved up and down your arms. Whimpers filled the silence as pain shot through your body. A pair of soft lips pressed against your temple.    "Sh...(Y/n), sh..." Your head pounded as the snow fell. Your eyes were shut.    I will tell you I love you     But the muffs on y

    You glanced around the Bunker and sighed, not happy about being left alone. Sam and Dean, your two older brothers, had went out on a hunt somewhere and left you alone in the creepy Bunker. Great. You ventured into the main control room and ran a hand along the large panel in the middle of the room.    The place was absolutely massive. Dungeons, secret rooms, a library, a garage? This place was loaded. And to top it off, it had angel proofing and demon warding, Devil’s Traps included. You sighed again, then screamed when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You spun around and spotted Castiel, the resident trench-coat wearing angel. Y

The angel, with a curiosity for humans watched the tiny human waddle around the room, taking everything in, and trying to touch everything. "You want to me to take care of this human child?" Castiel asked, still watching the child. "This 'human child' has a name, you know. It's __________," Dean sighed, patting your hair. You giggled a bit and continued what you were doing. "And how did you acquire this chi- ___________?" He asked. "We found __________ abandoned and was wandering the streets. And we asked __________ where the parents were but they were gone," Sam replied. "So. We are trying to track the parents down," Castiel nodded. "O