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NSFW Alphabet - Sam Winchester

A = AFTERCARE

Gentle, slow, and careful. He just fucked you senseless, he didn’t want to make you anymore sensitive so he was getting you your favorite snack, water, setting up a warm bath with a bath bomb and cuddling you after all of it.

B = BODY PART

Your Body : He loved every single piece of your body but if he had to choose one, it’d be your hands. His was so rugged and calloused while yours were soft and gentle, he was used to getting hurt by fists but god he loved your hands. Especially when you were jacking him off, made his cock jump with your soft hands took care of him.

His Body : Arms. It was his goddamn arms, they were so big that they looked good when he was fucking you from the back while he held your head in a gentle headlock. The way you drooled on them? He could die.

C = CUM

If you’d let him? He’d cum in you every single time but he didn’t like the risk of getting you pregnant so cumming on your pelvis was better than anything. But if you asked, he’d cum all of your face, making sure he didn’t get any in your hair or pretty eyes.

D = DIRTY SECRET

He keeps a picture of you in his wallet, you were bent over a motel sink as he fucked you from the back and you know what he does with it? He jerks off to it when you couldn’t fuck him, it made him feel dirty since he has never told you about it.

E = EXPERIENCE

Well he wasn’t like Dean but he had experience, sometimes he wouldn’t know some things but you always helped him out. Sometimes he felt embarrassed but always wanted to make you feel good so he was happy to learn what you wanted to do.

F = FAVORITE POSITION

Any, he liked any position you wanted to do but he loved missionary. He liked to see your fucked out face, the way you threw your head back, your eyes rolling back and the way your lips looked when you let a moan.

G = GOOFY

Not really but he had his days where he’d laugh at a stupid joke you made while was prepping you or himself when you started to get impatient.

H = HAIR

Well kept. He trimmed it every so often but didn’t shave it all so he still had a bit of the bush, but the carpet always matched the damn drapes. He also didn’t care if you had hair or not, it’s your pussy, why would he care?

I = INTIMACY

Most of the time y’all fucked it was intimacy. He never rushed things, he was going to make love to you as much as he could, he just wants to worship you and take his time making sure you felt good. But when desperate times call, he’s fucking you into that damn bed hard and fast, making your whole body bounce onto it.

J = JACK OFF

Well duh, he was only a man. But he only jerked off to y’all’s sex tapes and your nudes, your body was too goddamn hot to not jerk off too when he needed too.

K = KINKS

He has a few.

SIZE KINK: You were tiny from where he stood, he just loved to pick you up and manhandle you. Holding your hands while fucking you was always hot, also the fact that your hips were basically tiny in his hands? He was mentally having an orgasm over that.

PRAISE KINK: He didn’t like to degrade you ( but if you asked he’d probably dabble in it ) he liked to make you feel loved and good so don’t expect him to call you a slut cause he was calling you his precious girl in bed.

TYING UP: He liked to tie you up to a random motel bed, he was very dominant in bed so you not having control of your hands and making you dependent on him was a very big turn on.

L = LOCATION

He would prefer a bed personally, he wants to take you where he could make you feel comfortable but he loved taking you in the shower, a private bathroom or when he was feeling frisky, Dean’s pride and joy, Baby. He loved to do in the impala but would clean the seats before Dean could find out cause he didn’t want to be skinned alive by his own damn brother.

M = MOTIVATION

Literally anything but if he saw you in one of his shirts with just your panties on along with it? He’s taking you in twelve different positions all while making you cum twenty different times.

N = NO

It’s a damn hard no when it comes to anything cnc. He didn’t want to do that especially with his own past trauma. It’s also a very hard no when it comes to hitting you and I’m not talking about some harsh slaps on the ass, I mean to the face or punching. He loved you, not hate you so it was always a no thank you and there’s probably so much more that he and you said no too and that was okay. As long as you were pleasured and safe, he felt good.

O = ORAL

He loves going down on you, he’s the king of munching on pussy. But he loved your clit the most since it was so damn sensitive, how your moans went high pitched and your body tried to move away was a big turn on for him.

He also loved it when you went down on him but he was a giver, he wants you to feel good. His dick can wait a bit longer so he could eat you out properly and happily.

P = PACE

Depends on his mood. Sad? Slow and emotional, Happy? A nice pace that involved skin on skin smacking, Angry? Very fast and hard but it still felt good.

Q = QUICKIES

Not his favorite but if he had to, he had to. But it always in a gas station or bar bathroom, no where that people could very easily see like outside or a park. He always fucked fast when it came to quickies, he bent you over and rammed into you, it felt amazing too.

R = RISKS

He wasn’t risking shit. You want the condom off? He’s pulling out, you want to do it outside at night or morning? Not happening. None of that was happening and you accepted it.

S = STAMINA

Oh yeah he had plenty of it. He could go atleast three rounds before passing out from exhaustion, he loved sex but he loved his sleep more so you got what you got and definitely didn’t throw a fit.

T = TOYS

He only owned a gag ( a joke from Dean when he heard you two fucking in the bathroom at a motel. ) and a fleshlight from when he was single.

But if you owned any other toys? That man was going feral. Especially if you had a vibrator, he was edging you with it for hours or even fucking you while he left it on your clit, he loved that thing. It was basically his helper.

V = VOLUME

He was loud and proud. Your pussy was good, he’d be insulting himself if he didn’t moan or grunt when he got to fuck you.

W = WILD CARD ( ANYTHING )

He liked seeing you all fucked out and leaking cum out of you, he’d always jerk himself off to get himself off when it happened.

X = X RAY

He was a 6’5 man, his dick had to be fucking big. He was 8 inches at most with a slight curve to him that hit every spot in you.

Y = YEARNING

He’s the damn king of yearning when it comes to you. He’s around you giving you longing looks whenever you tag along with him and Dean for a hunt which was basically every day.

Z = Zzz ( HOW QUICKLY THEY FALL ASLEEP )

Quick but not so quick, he’ll admire you before falling asleep. All he wanted was to see his pretty girl before he decided to shut his eyes.

Author Notes : can y’all tell I got bored after awhile 😭 also, I start college next week so bear with me when I don’t write for a while!!

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Dead Girl Superstar

Summary: After finding out they had a hunt in Texas, Sam finds out the truth about his brother’s best friend and it isn’t pretty.

Warnings: TALKS ABOUT MURDER!!, heavy angst, mentions of puking ( that even hurts me ), lots of goddamn trauma, blood, panic attacks, cussing, self blame, mention of past sa!!

It was now three weeks and five days since Sam lost Jess. He was keeping track. He was having nightmares, thinking of her, wanting her, missing her. It was bad but he was fighting it, he wanted—no needed to kill whatever killed Jess.

But they had a hunt to focus on. Sam, Dean, and Bambi were currently in Fort Worth Texas, mostly on the Northside. The hunt was based in a trailer park, a trailer park close to the cemetery. Another ghost haunting that was killing people in their trailers. But Sam wasn’t focused on that, he was more focused on the fact that Bambi was anxiety ridden, her leg was bouncing up and down, hands shaking, playing with her rings, bitting her nails—he wondered why.

“Okay,” Dean said, cutting through the tense atmosphere in the car. “Let’s go check these trailers out.” He said as he got of the car. Sam nodded getting out next and standing next to Dean, Bambi came out last, still tense and nervous. Sam looked at her, worried and confused, why was she so damn tense?

Everyone started walking around the trailer park, looking through windows, nodding their heads at the people outside, until they passed an older lady. “Bambi? Bambi Vidana?” The older lady said her hands going to her lap to put on her glasses, “is that you mija?”

Everyone froze, especially Bambi. “Miss Aguilar?” Bambi asked softly, Dean’s hand shooting out to grab her wrist, his thumb stroking the bone there. Sam just furrowed his brows at the gesture, he was now more confused. How did Bambi know this woman? Why was Dean comforting her? What the hell is going on?

“Mija! God it’s been years huh? I last saw you when you were just a tiny little chica, didn’t expect you to come back here miel.” Miss Aguilar said with a smile. Bambi gave her a forced smile—she looked like she wanted to scream, “Yeah, it’s been a while huh? I’m jus’ in town, lookin’ ‘round the area.” Bambi told her as Dean just glared at the lady, he looked pissed.

“Well that’s good! Te hemos extrañado, you know actually. The trailer is still there, opened too. So many people have had to scare off the teens that live around here, it’s ridiculous.” Miss Aguilar said with a shake of her head, Bambi just nodded as everyone started to walk again. Sam heard Bambi let out a breath of air, he was still so damn confused but he didn’t say anything.

They walked to the trailer that Miss Aguilar had told them about. A old beat up truck was parked there, the windows were obviously smashed in. Sam studied the truck as Bambi and Dean walked into the trailer as the door was basically knocked out of the hinges. The moment Dean and Bambi walked in they got out quickly, Sam watched them with furrowed brows until he saw his brother gag and hold his nose as Bambi sat on the grass sobbing. What the hell? Sam thought to himself as he decided to check the trailer himself.

He gave Bambi on more look of worry before walking into the trailer, his stomach dropping immediately.

There were bodies…human bodies and the smell of death was strong. “What the hell?” Sam whispered out as he kept looking around before leaving when the smell got too overwhelming. He looked at Dean noticing that he was hugging his crying best friend, now Sam had the question on his mind, what the hell did she go through?

That had happened just an hour ago. Now Sam and Bambi were in a motel room while Dean went out to a bar and possibly get his next lay of the week. But Sam had questions on his mind—what the hell happened back at that trailer? What was Bambi’s story? Why did she break down? It was bothering him.

The motel was quiet expect for the AC running and the heavy breaths that Bambi was making, she was sitting on the mini couch in there. Her jacket off and her hair down, her makeup was slightly messed up from her crying but now she was just sitting with her head down.

“Bambi?” Sam said finally, his voice soft and questioning as he looked at her from his motel bed. She looked up, sensing that he had questions. She took a shaky deep breath before getting up and walking to Dean’s motel bed, sitting across from Sam.

“This is gonna be a lot Sam, I-I know you have questions about what you saw but you gotta listen to me okay?” She said softly, basically reading Sam’s mind. He took a breath to steady himself before nodding, “okay then, tell me what you want to tell me.” He said softly, his nerves on the edge.

Bambi looked down as she leaned forward a bit, her hands interlocked. “My parents were…hunters obviously but, they had a secret.” She whispered out before biting her lip, “they were murders.”

Sam’s eyes went wide as he straightened up, he didn’t expect THAT. He looked at her carefully, studying her as she kept talking. “They would do it in front of me and everyone knew about it but were too scared to say anythin’. They didn’t wanna be next.” She told him as she finally looked up at him, pain in her beautiful dark brown eyes.

Sam nodded before looking at her face, letting out a breath once again, “that’s not all isn’t it?” He asked carefully as he watched her face. “Yeah, my daddy was a bad man. He would do things—“ Bambi said before her voice broke, tears threatening to fall as she took a shaky breath. Sam fighting the urge to just hug her pain away.

“He would touch me when I stepped out of line, hit me, fuckin’—he would have his way wit’ me.” She said before crying and Sam felt bile coming up, he had to leave quickly to the bathroom. The sounds of him puking was deaf on my ears as I sobbed, my mind going everywhere.

It was your fault! You asked for it! This is why you shut up! Stupid bitch!

Sam came back from the bathroom, his breathing ragged as he watched her dig her nails so hard into her palm that they were bleeding. He quickly went up to her, unclenching her hands with his own before hugging her tightly. One hand on her back as the other one stroked her hair softly, letting her sob into his shoulder as he rested his chin on top of her head. Sam felt sick—god he knew why Dean kept her for himself now, she was hurting.

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Authors Note: sorry for such a long time, i genuinely had no energy to write. also sorry for dumping bam’s trauma on you like that. another thing, if you wanna be in a tag list comment or go to my inbox!!

Taglist : @mostlymarvelgirl

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Dead Girl Superstar

Summary : Sam meets his brothers best friend for the first ever, not expecting to meet her at all.

Warnings : fem!oc, mexican!oc, lots of cussing, little angst ( miss girl got trauma! ), just…yeah.

Sam followed Dean out of his apartment to the parking lot, how the hell can his older brother think that he could go back into hunting just like that?

“The weapon training, and melting the sliver into bullets? Man, Dean, we were raised like warriors.” Sam told him as they walked towards that damn old impala that Sam could barely forget.

“So what are you gonna do? You’re just gonna live some normal, apple pie life? Is that it?” Dean asked he kept walking until he stopped right by the impala.

Sam narrowed his eyes at him, shaking his head slightly at his brother. “No. Not normal. Safe.” He said sternly.

Dean scoffed slightly as he shook his head at his stubborn, not so stubborn, little brother. “And that’s why you ran away.”

Sam let out a huff of air in disbelief as he looked at him before noticing movement in the backseat of the impala.

“Who’s back there?” Sam asked Dean with as he tried to see the dark figure in his brother’s car.

Dean gave him a slight smile before opening the back door, startling whoever was back there.

“Sammy, you remember Bambi right?” Dean asked as a girl stuck her head out.

Sam’s eyes went wide, Bambi? Bambi Evalina Vidana?

Hell he remembered her—barely. Dean’s best friend, the girl he never brought around the house even though they were close. Shit, Sam barely even knew her personally, only knew her in passing.

“Y-Yeah, I remember her, slightly.” Sam told Dean as he waved at Bambi.

Dean scoffed and shook his head. “Slightly? C’mon Sam, she’s my best friend.” He said with a raised brow.

“Yeah but you never let me really meet your brother, the kid probably doesn’t even know me fully.” Bambi told Dean as she rolled her eyes at him.

She wasn’t wrong at all. He barely knew her.

That was three weeks ago, Sam was still grieving. He lost Jess, he lost the life he wanted so damn bad just because he decided to go on a hunt for the first time in years. God he hated everything in the world.

Now? He was sitting on top of his brother’s impala with Bambi as she smoke her cigarette. He still barely fucking knew her, she was way too close to Dean in his opinion.

“¡Bambi! ¡Cierra la boca!” “¡Déjala en paz, Bambi!”

“Bambi?” Sam said again as he watched her snap out of it, she was daydreaming—he thinks. “Yeah?” Bambi said as he looked at him finally, she was still thinking about them, her mind was still on that moment when she was six. Her parents had just killed her tia—they killed her, she was there—

“You okay?” Sam asked her softly as he studied her—she was way too pretty to be a hunter, Sam thought to himself quietly. “I’m okay yeah, jus’ ready to leave.” She told him as she took a drag of the cigarette burning in between her fingers, her red nail polish chipped.

Sam just nodded, she wasn’t okay, he could tell but before he could say anything Dean walked out with cash in between his fingers, smiling like a damn idiot.

“You gamble that shit?” Bambi asked with an amused smirk, she always encouraged Dean’s idiocy. “No shit Bam, it’s good money. Now let’s hit the road, gotta a hunt in Georgia.” Dean said as he poked Bambi’s side playfully.

Sam shook his head at them as everyone got in the car, he couldn’t help but look back at her through the rearview mirror.

She wasn’t okay.

Writers Notes | ahhhh, finally found the patience to write this.

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Dead Girl Superstar - Sam Winchester

Bambi, Bambi, Bambi, Bambi Evalina Vidana.

Why did she have to be so goddamn reckless? Why did she have to be so crazy? Why was she so mean? Why was she such a good fucking hunter?

Why did she look so pretty like this? Why did she have to look so goddamn pretty dead?

Why did Dean pick Sam up and drag him back to hunting with her help? Why did Sam get close to the girl he never met as a kid because his brother never brought his best friend around the house? Why did he have to kiss her? Why did Sam have to fall in love with her like he did Jessica?

( hehe, welcome to my new story… )

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happy new years!! haven’t been active on here for a while but im working on another fic so stay tuned 🩷🩷🩷

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why does my hair look like ponyboys blonde ass hair rn 🤨

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nate nation on july 16th if he doesn't get that goddamned emmy nomination

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Robert ‘Rosie’ Rosenthal ✈️

Masters of the Air Part Eight

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NATE MANN as ROBERT 'ROSIE' ROSENTHAL

MASTERS OF THE AIR Part Five

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Nate Mann as Simon Barrington Apples Never Fall (2024) — Episode 4

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ROSIE ROSENTHAL masters of the air - part five

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I'VE OFFICALLY GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL TODAYYYYY

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50s-60s songs that remind me of the outsiders characters pt.2

Ponyboy Curtis

It's A Lonesome Old Town - Frank Sinatra

Cry! Cry! Cry! - Johnny Cash!

White Room - Cream

It's Such A Pretty World Today - Wynn Stewart

Sodapop Curtis

The Hanging Tree - Marty Robbins

Honky Tonk Man - Johnny Horton

Take Me Back To Tulsa - Bob Willis & Tommy Duncan

I Hope She'll Be Happier With Him - Wilson Pickett

Darry Curtis

It's A Man's Man's Man's World - James Brown

Sixteen Tons - Tennessee Ernie Ford

Handy Man - Jimmy Jones

Big Boss Man - Elvis Presley

Johnny Cade

They're Hanging Me Tonight - Marty Robbins

The Masters Call - Marty Robbins

Bad Luck - Dinah Washington

Cry! Cry! Cry! - Johnny Cash

Steve Randle

She's My Witch - Kip Tyler

In The Jailhouse Now - Jimmie Rodgers

Race With The Devil - Gene Vincent & His Blue Caps

Leave My Woman Alone - Ray Charles

Two - Bit Matthews

Get A Job - The Silhouettes

Hey, Good Lookin' - Hank Williams

Surfin' Bird - The Trashman

Do You Believe In Magic - The Lovin' Spoonful

Dallas Winston :

Big Iron - Marty Robbins

Lipstick On Your Collar - Connie Francis

Please Mr. Jailer - Wynona Carr

In The Jailhouse Now - Jimmie Rodgers

A/N - THIS TOOK SO FUCKUNG LONG

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Dirty Dancing (1987) directed by Emile Ardolino.

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More modern hcs but lets say Dallas and Johnny lived and lets add Cherry as well.

If Johnny lived I can see him being more or less a private person, he married in 1979 without anyone knowing until the gang saw the ring on his finger. He had a kid and just one because he fears that he may end up like his parents but in reality he breaks it and his kid has an amazing life. He also got a job at a homeless shelter so he can fill the hole of being alone most nights as a teen.

Dallas ended up with Sylvia again and gets married five different times in the 70s and has like three kids with her until he leaves her and ends up marrying his widow in 1982. As much as I want to say he makes it, he really doesn't. He passes in the 90s because he fucked around and found out basically. He never had a job or could never stay in one so he practically had no money on his name and the gang isn't as surprised as they thought they would be.

Now Cherry on the other hand, she ends up finding love again and marries after graduating high-school and gets pregnant 3 years later. She does end reconnecting with Ponyboy again after she finds out that he is a writer to congratulate him. They get close and actually ended up being a friend that her kids call their uncle :)

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modern hc’s about some of the gang because looking through @tuff-ponyboy ‘s posts about it has me thinking ( it’s mostly about them after everything and having kids and stuff )

Darry married in 1966 but became a widow in 2018 after his wife passed. He had 3 kids and named them after his brothers and probably one of them is named after him too 💀 my man has 4 grandkids. I can see him being in anything that deals with being blue collared later in life

Ponyboy never had kids ( sorry can’t imagine him having kids at all ) but married in 1986. He ended up being very successful in his life and will always mention Johnny and Dallas whenever anyone asks him about why he became in whatever he does in the future.

Sodapop has been in three marriages but tied the knot with someone in 1989. He has 2 kids from a previous marriage and in his current relationship he has 3 more, he definitely has about 7 grandchildren. He also stays in the car business until he retires.

Steve ends up marrying Evie in 1964 and still is together until today! They had 5 kids together and have 8 grandchildren and have 3 great grandkids. Steve is 100% still in the car business but doesn’t retire until he’s actually like about to die but we will ignore that.

Two-Bit is over the goddamn place. Almost dies like 2 times due to liver failure but the third time he actually hits the hay in 2006 . He ended up marrying 5 women in his life and ended up with 12 children as well. He never married anyone afterwards except he left behind his 30 year old girlfriend who ended up pregnant with his kid. You cannot even count how many grandkids and great grandkids he had. Also he ended up becoming a bartender and the bar he worked at did a big memorial for him.

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modern hcs for the gang

modern headcanons for the gang BUT WITH A TWIST 😱 they were still teenagers in the 60s!!

- darry: he turned 79 in january 2024! somehow the stress of the 1960s hasn't caught up to him yet bc he honestly thought he would be 6 feet underground by age 50 💀 soda and pony are surprised he's still hangin on, but happy nonetheless. darry and pony actually grew closer together after soda enlisted, and they realized they had more in common than they originally thought! pony, who once considered darry his biggest hater, now considers darry his biggest supporter 🤟🏽 darry’s widowed after his wife of 50 years passed away in 2020, but he has a couple of kids and a handful of grandchildren to keep him busy

- two-bit: he is not as lucky as darry – the years of drinking, smoking, and other forms of substance abuse caught up to him and he passed away in 2006, just a few months shy of turning 59. pony retorts he's surprised two wasn't gone by 1969, considering how dal’s and johnny’s deaths affected him. as of 2006, he left behind 4 ex-wives and 7 children. as of 2024, 2 more children have been found through ancestry.com 🤷🏽‍♀️

- steve plans to retire for the third time in 2024 when he is 76. he retired in 2014, but got too bored; he retired again in 2020, but once again was too bored. he got married to evie straight out of high school and will be celebrating 57 years of marriage this june. soda and his fam come over for dinner at their house every sunday night

- sodapop fell HARD and FAST with every person he met after sandy. poor boy’s been married 3 times, but he finally found the one! he married a slightly older woman in 1977 who had her own children from a previous relationship, but soda took them in like they were his own. along with his 2 stepchildren, they went on to have 2 more. soda loves his 9 grandkids he's such a good grandpa

- hinton said pony would've voted for Obama, so canonically ponyboy is a lib. SO IN MY HEAD he was very vocal during BLM!! ya know considering he watched his friend get shot to death by the police *uncomfortable smile*. right now I like to think pony was an activist but ask me again in like an hour and I might change my mind