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Note: Note: I know there is no chance a Nintendo 64 existed that time period already, but who cares? xD Chapter 2 will be Rated M. (Love Making

warning;; one sentence mention of self harm to a crime victim. There he was. Edward Nygma. Talking away to Jim Gordon and Harvey Bullock, doing his quirk of unnecessarily pushing up his glasses, but it made him that much cuter when he did it. Judging by the way his once smiling face fell, you could tell the two had refused or failed to answer a riddle. Riddles were something Edward seemed to adore a lot. He was considered the ' oddball ' of the precinct. You had to disagree. Having a mass love for riddles didn't make you so odd that you needed a title, no one deserved that, especially not Ed. You weren't sure what brought you to hold such

Aunt Flow For The Silver Scorpion because she isn't feeling good. "Your monthly comes around and Killian is there to save the day." You stood in the kitchen, hips swaying softly to the music pumping from your Bluetooth speaker. In front of you was the stove, and atop the stove were two frying pans. One held eggs; the other, potatoes. You were simultaneously cooking both to perfection while Killian was taking a shower. When the food was done, you turned towards the cupboard to fetch a couple of plates. As you reached up to grab them, a sharp pain made itself known in your lower abdomen. You ignored it with a whimper, continuing your task. As

          :bulletblue: Killian x Reader: His Pirate Lass :bulletblue: (Name) . . . (Full Name). It seems forever ago that we met: a brief lapse in time that made all the difference in the world. One moment, lass that completely defined us; that made us both want for more. I was intrigued and you were shy, but it didn’t matter; for we knew, even then.   Oh yes, lass, we knew.   Your cousin introduced us- unrepentant and unstoppable- a pure force of nature. Now, looking back I can see that it was all a part of her plan to ensnare us. Lyn knew us both too well, and despite my anger towards such a mutinous action, I’m relieved that

#9/Dean “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!” requested by CrazyCryaotic Dean dragged himself to your room, looking exhausted.   “Man, I am beat.” He made his way to the bed but you quickly sprang up and held out your arms.   “Woah there icky Vicky where do you think you’re going?”   “To bed?” he said, gesturing behind you. “Oh, no,” you replied shaking your head. “You’ve been throwing up all day you’re not giving whatever stomach bug you have to me.”   “I’m fine now!” he exclaimed. You looked at him unconvinced. “I&#

There are a couple of cuss words but i think you guys can handle it  plus i know you have all read/seen worse “Dean we’ve been on the road for hours. Can we pull over at a rest stop for just a few minutes?” you asked from the passenger seat. “Yeah I wouldn’t mind stretching my legs for a bit,” Sam agreed from the back.   “Alright, alright. You bunch of wimps.” A couple of miles down the lightly forested road Dean spotted a rest stop and eased the Impala to the side of the road.   “Thank goodness,” you sighed. You attempted to open the door but it was locked. That’s weird you t

Dean You and Dean loved to shared food because it meant there was more food to eat. At diners and restaurants you both usually couldn’t decide between two things so you would both order one and split it. Dean always made sure he ordered himself extra fries because you liked to finish yours and sneak some from his plate. You always cooked extra bacon because if he was in the room and you turned around your plate was always a few strips shy when you returned to it. When you got a chance to stay in for movie night you would both grab a couple of spoons and dig into a gallon of ice cream together. It was always gone by the end of the movie

Y/n put her car into drive and screeched out of the grocery store parking lot. Mentally she was still going over her grocery list, trying to make sure she had gotten everything. Eggs – check. Lettuce and tomatoes – check. Ben and Jerry’s, tortilla chips, blueberries and about a million other things – check, check, check. She still felt like she was forgetting something. She gazed over the tops of her sunglasses at the open road. Y/n bit her lip. She was missing something. The girl leaned back and flicked on the radio. Then it hit her. She had to get her car inspected today. Like today today. “Shit!” Y/n

"Come on sweet cheeks everyone's on the street trying to fight these things" Tony walked to the end of the roof and off and began to fly. You followed Tony's lead and walked off the roof the jets kicked in on your feet and stabilizers on your wrists. You tired to follow Tony as best you could, it took you a few moments to get used to flying.      You saw everyone ushering people out of buildings that were ablaze. Steve was holding a fire hose trying to douse the fires in one building. As you flew you let loose a torrent of snow to help douse the fires you went by. You then land next to Tony with a mechanical thud. The visor opened on your a