BloodyPierce

"Ah…" a content sigh escaped your lips as you took another sip of your morning coffee. The completely full mug was coated with Irish Coffee Crème that you just found so delicious and pure, its rich taste flowed as smoothly as silk. You picked up the green container it came from and began pouring more of it into your morning cup of coffee. Reaching out for the morning newspaper, your eyes scanned through an important detail printed at the very top. March 17th Today was a special day today. Not only was it obviously St. Patrick's Day, it was also the anniversary of the day you first met your Irish boyfriend. You smiled fondly as th

"Ah…" a content sigh escaped your lips as you took another sip of your morning coffee. The completely full mug was coated with Irish Coffee Crème that you just found so delicious and pure, its rich taste flowed as smoothly as silk. You picked up the green container it came from and began pouring more of it into your morning cup of coffee. Reaching out for the morning newspaper, your eyes scanned through an important detail printed at the very top. March 17th Today was a special day today. Not only was it obviously St. Patrick's Day, it was also the anniversary of the day you first met your Irish boyfriend. You smiled fondly as th

    You’re standing in the bunker’s kitchen, bent over with your elbows resting on the counter and your iPhone in your hands. The entire day has been quiet, what with the boys out on a hunt and all. When they left you hadn’t been feeling well so you had stayed behind with the now human Castiel. As it turned out, it was only a one-night bug and you were fine twenty-four hours later. By then the boys were too far out to come back and get you. Cass has been coddling you since they left, unsure of how to deal with human sickness. Even though you’ve had recovered, he’s been insisting on doing everything for you. It

Chess is damn hard, you thought, almost breaking a sweat during your game with Spock. You used to play in college, back when you thought playing chess made you better than the people that party instead. You had gotten pretty good at it back then, even making rent money in a few competitions. However, chess with a Vulcan is very different. You had, by no means, any expectation of winning (or even coming close to winning for that matter). Taking this into consideration, you were doing quite well. “Your technique is quite different than Jim’s.” Spock noted, moving another piece. You knew in a couple more turns he could win. Hi

A/N: Just felt like everyone needed some cuddle time with Tony today. Enjoy this short little fluff! (Y/n) waited for the door to the workshop to open. She could see him through the glass lying on a creeper underneath one of his new toys. The air once inside the shop was thick with the smell of oil, metal, and sweat. She set down the bottle of water she had brought for him and wandered over to the giant piece of machinery he was tinkering with.  “Water delivery.” (Y/n) said softly so she didn’t startle him. The genius rolled out and looked up at her with a grin. “Tony you look like a mess.” She giggled. Hi