#g/tblr

[alienshrinkray]

little idea :o) pun intended! imagine being tiny and using earbuds like speakers. i feel like that would be neat.

adjusting the volume would definitely be a process and i'm not sure how well this would work but hear me out

[ectogeo-art]

Tagged by @nostalgia-tblr

1. What ratings do you write most of your fics under?

T (29), E (27), M (21), G (13).

2. What are your top three fandoms?

DS9 (90). Looks like I anoned my one (1) homestuck fic at some point lmao, so yeah just DS9.

3. What is the top character you write about?

Elim Garak (67).

4. What are your top three pairings?

Garashir (59), Siskarak (9), Sloanshir (5).

5. What are the top three additional tags?

Episode Related (37), Getting Together (23), Fluff (20). I sure do love a fic set during an episode lol

6. Does any of this surprise you?

I was expecting a greater percentage of E-rated fics tbh! (Also, wow, if I just write one more kirawinn fic it could tie with Sloanshir for third place in my most written pairings??? Incredible. Probably it would just be temporary though, bc I have so many sloanshir wips lol.)

Tagging @sapphosewrites @ernmark and anyone who sees this and wants to do it.

[lea-noah]

"a b i g g e r f i s h" screen edits set from sw tpm | by l e a n o a h pin board "across the stars" | tblr #1 | #2 | [free to use | credit] ' 12. 23

[sage-rising]

Dragon Sale!

I think this girl has some potential so I don’t really want to sell her for fodder. She was born on Halloween and has some great Shadow colors!

20kT on the AH or you can message me on tumblr and I’ll sell her for gems! Reblogging with link in a moment

[roonyxx]

Merry Fucking Christmas

Summary: Dean’s got your Christmas present ready ;)

Warnings: smuuut! language, oral (female recieving), p in v, unprotected sex (be smarter guys), handcuffs, pure porn (+18 plus only!).

Pairing: Dean x Hannah

A/N: This is my present for Hannah! ( @fandomfic-galore​) for the SPN Secret Santa Fix Exhange from @negans-lucille-tblr​​! I really hope you enjoy this smutty one :D. Merry Christmas Hannah <3

A/N 2: Thank you my babe @jay-and-dean​ for proofreading this :)

A/N: The text divider is from the very talented @talesmaniac89​​

Wordcount: 1117

My Masterlist

The fabric feels soft against your cheekbones, a stark contrast from the cold metal of the handcuffs that are digging into your wrists.

You were panting, heart beating in your chest as you waited.

Waited for him.

“So Hannah, are you ready?” the deep rumble of his voice resonates in the room. His finger brushing the side of your breast, making goosebumps appear.

“Yes…” you breathe out.

He bends down, his teeth scraping over the shell of your ear. “Yes who?”

“Yes, sir.”

“That’s a good girl.” You hear him move to stand in front of you.

“You look so beautiful, all naked and spread out for me.” He moves onto the bed, his hands stroking up your thighs spreading them more, a growl leaving his lips.

“Already wet for me baby?” you can feel his lips pressing open mouth kisses on your ankle, slowly kissing his way up.

“Always for you, sir.” A moan escaping your lips as his stubble scratches at your inner thigh.

His tongue peeks out to lick at your skin, moving closer to where you need him most.

“P-please…” you moan as kisses around your wet pussy.

“Patience, Hannah.” He says.

He lays flat on the bed and moves your legs over his shoulders as he scoots closer to your waiting heat.

His wide tongue splits you open, gathering every sweet drop of arousal. Licking from entrance to clit.

“Mhhh, taste so fucking good.” He groans against your core, his breath fanning over you, creating shivers up your spine.

You whine loudly and tug at your restrains because you want to see him, tug at his hair, pull him to your core. Your hips roll in the air and he chuckles.

“So eager baby.” He lowers his face and seals his lips around your whole pussy, kissing between your folds with passion. Igniting the fire deep within you.

“Y-yes Dean…” you roll your hips against his moaning mouth, the obscene slurping noises fill the room. His tongue lapping at your entrance, while his nose crushes your clit. His arms wrap around your thighs as he buries his face deeper into you, his tongue pushing inside your tight channel, making you clench around his tongue.

“F-fuck Dean… yes.” A thin layer of sweat covers your body as you near your climax.

He uses his hand to lay it flat on your lower belly, keeping you still, his thumb moves lower to your clit and he starts to circle it fast. Tongue pushing in and out of you as you feel the burn of his scruff on your inner thighs, he’s groaning and you can imagine his face buried deep between your folds, slick with your arousal.

“Y-yes Dean… g-gonna come…” you moan, arching your back.

He licks up your pussy, sucking your clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the little nub. Unwrapping his arm from your thigh to push two fingers inside you and starts pumping rapidly.

“YES DEAN.” Your hips push against the hand keeping you still, your thighs trembling around his head as you come on his face.

He moans louder and lets your clit pop from the suction of his mouth and moves down to lick up your juice, softly lapping at you as you come down from your high.

You’re panting hard as he kisses up your body, you can feel his naked chest moving over you. His hands grasping your boobs to squeeze them eagerly, taking each nipple into his mouth, teeth scraping over them to make them even more pebbled.

“So fucking beautiful, baby.” He kisses up your neck and you’re whining because you need his lips on yours.

He finally reaches your lips, slipping his tongue inside as he kisses you eagerly, you moan at tasting yourself on his tongue. His teeth nipping at your bottom lip.

“I need you, Hannah, fucking need to be inside of you.” He rolls his hips against your core, rubbing his hard cock between your damp folds. He groans in your ear, his hand comes up to push the blind fold away.

You smile as you can see his beautiful green eyes.

“I want you to look into my eyes when you come around my cock.” His lips crash into yours again as he takes his cock and puts it at your entrance, the head slowly splitting you open as he pushes inside.

“Grrmm always so fucking tight for me” he pushed all the way inside, his head reaching your cervix.

“F-fuck… you’re so deep Dean.” You moan.

He kisses your neck and you arch it to give him more room, whimpering as he pulls all the way out to slam his hips back in, hitting all the good spots deep within you.

“YES” you scream, tugging at your cuffs because you want to put your hands on him, on his broad shoulders, on his muscled back, you want to tug on his hair so bad, but you can’t.

He’s panting against your skin as he pounds into you. Groaning with every hard thrust.

“Gonna fill you, Hannah. Fuck… you gonna come on my cock, baby?” his hands move to your hips as he sits up to pound harder into you.

“Yes… fill me up Dean. I’m s-so close.” Your walls contracting around his big cock.

He angles your hips a little higher, causing you to scream out when his cock hit that sweet spot over and over.

“Yes yes yes yes yes yes.” You keep chanting as you reach the high of your climax.

“Come, Hannah! Look at me!” He grunts in his deep voice, your body listing to his command.

You looked into his eyes, trying your best to keep yours open as the coil in your belly snaps, you clench his cock hard, soaking him in your arousal. Arching your back and screaming his name pulls him into his orgasm.

“FUCK HANNAH!” with a hard thrust he filles you with his warm cum. He falls over your body, his hips snapping into you in little aftershocks, biting in your shoulder, grunting loud.

“YES DEAN!” your walls clench him harder at feeling his cum fill you.

You’re both panting loud as you come down, he reaches for the keys of the handcuffs and uncuffs you.

Your hands immediately come down and wrap around his broad back.

“Fuck Dean…. That was…” you’re still panting, hands stroking his sweaty back as you feel him go soft inside you.

“What you wanted?” he asks hopefully, looking up at you.

“Fuck yes…” you give him a blissed out smile and a peck to the lips.

“Merry Christmas, Hannah.” He smiles, holding you close to him.

“Merry fucking Christmas, Dean.” You chuckle.

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[luci-in-trenchcoats]

Dessert

Summary: It’s the reader’s birthday and Jensen thinks she’s acting like a brat when she insists on getting her dessert first...

Pairing: top!Jensen x bottom!reader x bottom!Jared

Prompts: Exhibitionism & Bratty!reader (and 2 very smutty gifs)

Word Count: 829

Warnings: language, smut (f/m only), dom/sub behavior, dom!Jensen (it’s all consensual), orgasm control, fingering, handjob, anal sex, breathplay

A/N: This was written for @negans-lucille-tblr​​ Birthday Bash drabble challenge! 

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“I thought I told you to put in the pan when I texted you,” said Jensen, walking in wearing a suit, a bundle of roses in his hand. 

“I thought I told you it’s my birthday and I’m in charge. No vegetables,” you said, spread out naked on the couch, running your finger through your folds. He stalked over and stared you down, narrowing his eyes. “It’s my party. If I want ice cream and cake before dinner, I’m having ice cream and cake.”

“I think you always want dessert first,” he said, grabbing your wrist and pulling it away from between your legs. You stared him down and reached down with the other, not breaking eye contact while you fingered yourself. “You want to be a brat? Fine. No clothes at your party.”

“Like Jared hasn’t seen me naked a million times before,” you said, scoffing and standing up when the oven beeped. Jensen disappeared for a moment, returning with the roses in a vase and tossing a very tiny black apron at you. 

“Put it on.”

“I thought I was supposed to wear just my birthday suit today.”

“Don’t think I asked you,” he said, a smirk on his lips. You pulled the little thing over your head, Jensen pressing on your lower back as he tied the one around your waist. You bent down to get the roasting pan from the drawer and were greeted to two long, thick fingers entering your pussy, a thumb lightly grazing your clit. 

“I’m trying to cook,” you grit out, Jensen squeezing your ass roughly, enough to leave a bruise. 

“I’m not stopping you,” he said, curling his fingers against your g-spot. You slammed a hand against the counter, Jensen reaching a hand around and slipping it under the apron, grazing a knuckle over your nipple. “Dinner would be done if you’d started when I told you to, brat.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” you breathed out, resting your head back against his shoulder, Jensen ripping the apron away, the ties easily slipping lose against his strength. You were standing on your tiptoes when Jared walked in, barely getting a second glance as he went past to the sink and washed up.

“Someone’s having a happy birthday,” he teased. 

“Very,” you said, Jensen turning you to face Jared, showing Jared very clearly how he was playing with his favorite toy again. You. “Jens can Jared play tonight?”

“You want to get fucked by us both?” asked Jensen. You whined, nodding your head. Jared was always down for a fuck with the two of you, even if Jensen always made him take orders. It didn’t take long for Jared to be naked and knelt on the floor, holding your hips as you thrust back onto him, grateful Jensen had fucked your ass earlier in the day and loosened you already. Jensen took his time to undress, watching you both, tossing his suit over the back of his chair. 

“Please,” you said, rocking back, chasing your orgasm. That was Jensen’s only rule.

You asked for your orgasms. 

Every. 

Single. 

One.

“Jerk me off,” said Jensen, kneeling in front of you. He grabbed your throat when you wrapped your fingers around his hard cock, precome steadily leaking from the tip. His face was hard, eyes even harder. “You call that jerking off?”

You were forced to slow down you thrusts and ignore your own pleasure, sitting on Jared’s monster dick in your ass while you used your other hand to play with Jensen’s sack.

“Jared fuck her. Hard. But don’t you dare touch her clit. Good girls come on cocks alone, don’t they,” said Jensen, giving your neck a gentle squeeze. “You gonna be good and come on Jared’s big ass cock? God I can’t wait to watch him wreck your little pussy later.”

“I’ll be good. Can I come? Please, please, please?” you breathed out.

“I’m close,” panted Jared, Jensen giving him a look.

“Ask better,” he said. You looked over your shoulder, Jared biting his bottom lip. 

“Can I come in Y/N’s ass?” he asked, hands on your hips pressing into the skin hard. Jensen cocked his head, both your hands on his cock, one jerking his shaft, the other rubbing over the fat head of his dick.

“Better. Go on. Come. Now,” said Jensen, flicking his thumb over your jaw. Jared thrust a few more times and Jensen squeezed your throat, your mind spinning as your orgasm hit you, barely noticing the spurt of cum that hit you in the face. You breathed hard, licking your lips, Jensen slipping a coated finger in your mouth. You sucked on it, Jensen wiping his finger through the mess he left on you and bringing it to your mouth. You sucked it between your lips, shivering when Jared pulled out of you, a trickle of cum trailing down your leg. “Like I said. Always want your dessert first, don’t you birthday girl.”

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[msmarvelouswinchester]

Call You Mine

Summary - When Y/N meets Jensen on the set of Supernatural, her life takes an unexpected turn. Never in her wildest dreams, Y/N thought that their casual friendship will change into something sinful after they shoot a risqué scene together one night.

Pairing - Jensen x Y/N, Jensen x OFC!Millie

Warnings - Angst, infidelity, mentions of guilt and despair, explicit mention of extramarital affairs, SMUT 18+ minors DNI (p in v, fingering, dirty talk), slight mention of Dom!Jensen (it's very slight), fluff, a happy ending.

WC - 3052

Square Filled - Free Space ( @supernatural-jackles' Tell Me A Story Bingo); Song Based Fic ( @spnmixedbingo )

A/N 1 - This is a submission for @tvdspngirl314's challenge. My prompt was "I met a girl, we talked, it was epic."

Also this is a submission for @negans-lucille-tblr's "7Ks of the Week Challenge" (Congratulations on your 7k)

@deangirl93's 500 followers challenge (congrats on your 500). My prompt was the song "I Can't Quit You Baby". All prompts are in bold.

A/N 2 - This is a work of pure fiction and irl I absolutely do not support the act of cheating in a relationship. No hate towards the Ackles fam. I love Danneel and for the sake of the fic, Jensen is married to an OFC and not Dee.

Beta'd by @miss-nerd95 (Thanks, hon <33)

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

I can't quit you baby

So I'm gonna put you down for awhile

I said I can't quit you baby

I guess I gotta put you down for awhile

“Jensen...” The name rolled off her tongue effortlessly as the man’s fingers danced across her bare skin, his electrifying touch leaving Y/N breathless, panting and begging for more. The very touch of his that had started it all.

Everyone always expressed how being in love was the most exhilarating feeling in the world, but no one ever spoke about the perils of being in love with a person who already belonged to someone else. The ring on Jensen's finger served as a wistful and painful reminder of that.

As soon as the doors had closed, the actor had backed up Y/N against the elevator, letting her see the need in his eyes. His hands had sneaked behind her, his fingers entangling with the strands of her hair, completely messing the hairstyle she had pulled off for the m&g panel in the evening. Her hands landed on his biceps, trying to steady herself. Their lips moulded together so perfectly as if they were made for each other, but it pained Y/N to think that she was nothing but his dirty mistress.

Their relationship, if she could even call it one, was all about clandestine meets, stolen stares and subtle touches. Jensen was like a drug for her and she was high on the thrill of being with him even if he was gone in the morning, leaving her behind with nothing but guilt.

Jensen had closed the door of the suite behind him as they stepped into Y/N’s room together. With lips swollen from their heavy makeout in the elevator, he wasted no time as she found herself pinned to the wall by the actor's strong hands. In the fairly lit room, she noticed his wedding band was now missing. Y/N knew Jensen and his wife's relationship was on the rocks even before she had started to work on the SPN set. Which was also the reason why few months ago, the hide-and-seek between them and the hungry paps with cameras had started.

Hands on her hips, Jensen had pulled her close on the set, more than the director demanded it. That night, he had found himself standing inside her trailer, after the fated shot. The heart wants what it wants and just as the saying went, they had given in to their burning desires. In a moment of weakness, Jensen had broken off every single one of his vows and destroyed any hope of salvaging his relationship with his estranged wife.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” Jensen ripped her blouse off, unhooking her bra quickly, barely containing his eagerness before stepping out of his own jacket. Y/N clutched at the ends of the counter, knocking off the magazines lying on top of it and draping her other arm around Jensen's firm body. He delicately cupped her face as his mouth devoured hers. She could taste the mint and coffee on his lips feeling his teeth graze roughly against her, making her moan into him. The actor pushed her legs apart with his knees and stood close between her thighs as his tongue explored every inch of her mouth.

In desperate need of air, they momentarily separated before Jensen dipped his head down again, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses down her neck. Y/N’s legs buckled under his hypnotic touch when his mouth found her pulse point and she supported herself against his body. Jensen's hands moved down to her breasts, kneading them. His fingers caressed her hard nipples before his mouth latched onto one sensitive bud.

“Jay, please-” Y/N could only form two words as Jensen flicked her nipple while his fingers worked on the other one, spurring her on. Words weren't quite necessary, cause the man knew exactly what she needed. He knew her every tic, her every emotion like the back of his hand and Y/N was aware of that fact as well. No one could ever worship her body like he did.

Jensen was still wearing the black polo shirt, his noticeable bulge painfully straining in his jeans. She felt her wetness dampening the fabric of her panties as she thrusted her hips forward in need of some friction, her heated core brushing against his bulge.

Pulling apart for a second, Jensen’s viridian eyes studied her as his hands sneaked under her skirt. He watched her intently as she sucked on her bottom lip, closing her eyes when his fingers grazed past her soakedpanties.

A moan escaped her wet lips when Jensen's fingers hooked themselves with the waistband and in one swift pull, got rid of the panties. It quickly glided down her legs, pooling at her feet. He teased her by flicking at her bundle of nerves, making her lean her head back against the wall.

Y/N swayed on her feet a little, her hold on his shoulders tightening as she finally felt her legs give away when his fingers rubbed circles on her clit.

“Fuck-” she panted as he pushed a single finger inside her.

“Have you been thinkin’ about me all day?” Jensen leaned towards her ears, his scruff grazing across her neck. Y/N nodded, not trusting her voice, eyes still squeezed shut in sheer ecstasy.

“Sweetheart, use your words.” He ordered as his finger curled inside her.

“Yeah-fuck, yes.” Jensen kissed below her ear, smirking against her skin when she obediently answered him.

“I have been thinkin’ about you too, counting down the hours till I could get you alone.” He whispered against her neck. She mewled at the feeling of him adding another finger, his thick digits stretching her out as they curled inside her. “That little dress wasn't helping either.”

“Uh-huh,” she could feel the coil inside her tightening as his finger worked their way inside her, his thumb rubbing at her folds and clit, edging her on.

“I have thinkin’ all day about you clenching around my fingers and then my cock-” his words had an immediate effect as she clenched around his fingers as he kept pumping into her, “you've thinkin’ about that too, huh?” Y/N nodded again.

“What did I say? Words.” His other hand travelled down her body, stopping at her stomach and he pinched at her waist. “Words, baby.”

“I-I have been thinki-” Y/N panted when she realised she was close to her climax. Jensen picked up his pace and pumped his fingers faster into her, brushing past her g-spot over and over again.

When you hear me moaning and groaning, baby,

You know it hurts me deep down inside

When you hear me moaning and groaning, baby,

You know it hurts me deep down inside

Oh, when you hear me, honey, baby,

You know you're my one desire

“Lemme say it, sweetheart. I know you've been thinking how I would make you come on my fingers, how my dick is gonna fill you up, make you come all over me. Don't lie.” Jensen's every assumption was right to the dot. She had been thinking of everything to the last detail since the moment she watched him get out of his car, right outside of the convention building. But there was another thought on her mind, the image of him pushing her against one of the counters of his empty brewery a few weeks ago with him buried deep inside her.

That was the last she had seen Jensen before the convention as he had gone back home to his wife.

His wife.

The one woman he had promised to be with in sickness and health, till death do them apart. Guilt clouded Y/N’s mind but all rational thoughts flew out of the window when he lowered his head, kissing the neck and the coil inside her finally snapped.

With a cry of his name, she came undone on his fingers, her legs finally giving away but Jensen's hold prevented her from toppling over. He pulled his fingers out as she whimpered at the feeling. His digits still covered in her juices, Jensen pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it somewhere in the room. Y/N panted, trying to come down from the high but she wanted more. She needed to feel him.

“Y/N-” Jensen rasped, looking right at her with lust blown eyes. Y/N smacked her lips at the sight of his freckled, toned body.

“Like what you see, sweetheart?” He smirked as Y/N eagerly reached out for his belt buckle.

“Uh-huh.” She agreed. Jensen bit back a moan when she reached out to palm his bulge. He threw his head back at the feeling of her hand on his erection through his jeans.

“It has been weeks-” Jensen said, clearly hinting at their last time together at the brewery. He quickly unbuckled his belt, pushing down his jeans along with his boxers, his erection springing free from its confines.

“Baby, it has been weeks since I felt your tight pussy wrapped around me. Fuck.” Y/N looked at him with hooded eyes and wrapped her fingers around his length, running her palm along its shaft and her thumb rubbed the tip of his cock, already lined with beads of precum. Jensen hiked her skirt up, pushing her hands away and gave his hard cock a few slow strokes. He nudged her sensitive core with his swollen tip, all while pulling out sweet, sinful noises out of her.

“Jay,” he loved hearing her needy moans, her voice raspy when she called out his name. His hands grabbed her ass and picked her up. Hooking her legs and arms behind him, with her back still firmly pushed up against the wall, Jensen lined himself with at her entrance.

Grunting, he pushed himself into her and wrapped his arms around her body. Y/N’s mouth fell open with an inaudible moan at the feeling of his cock stretching her out. Jensen placed a chaste kiss on her lips as he let her adjust to his size before slowly pulling out of her, leaving only the tip of his engorged cock inside, and pushed back in again, much deeper than before.

Her legs tightened around his waist, pulling him close as she bucked up her hips to match his rhythm. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good.” Jensen grunted as he started to thrust faster.

Y/N whimpered, her eyes fluttering close as Jensen snapped his hips forward before slowly drawing them back. With every thrust, she inched closer to her release as their breathing became ragged. The actor’s skin was flushed, his cheeks turning a bright red with beads of sweat lining his forehead as he felt her clench around her. Her nails dug into his back as the coil inside her tightened.

“‘M so close,” she whispered, as he continued to mercilessly pound into her.

“Cum around my cock, baby. I wanna feel you all over me-” Jensen growled into her ears, tugging on her earlobes with his teeth and his breath tickled her neck, making her quiver. Jensen had an effect on her that no one ever had. Sometimes, she would say to herself that Millie was a really lucky woman who got to have Jensen all the time and not just on convention weekends and sneaky nights spent in his empty brewery or a trailer park.

And Y/N was the one who was ruining their relationship. A home-wrecker. The tabloids would rightfully call her that if they ever found out about their twisted relationship.

“Jensen, fuck-” a cry of pure ecstasy left her lips as the coil inside her snapped once more and she felt herself coming undone for the second time that night. Jensen's thrust had become sloppy. He rocked his hips forward, thrusting a few more times. Burying his face in the crook of her neck a muffled scream of her name escaped his lips as he spilled into her, his white, hot seed coating her walls.

He lazily circled his hips a few times, his cock becoming soft inside her before he pulled out of her. His cum trickled down her leg, when he set her down, Y/N felt herself go weak in her knees when she tried to stand.

“Hi,” Jensen smiled, their eyes meeting, before he leaned forward.

“Hi.” Y/N whispered back. They stood together, holding each other closely with their foreheads touching. Guilt seeped into her and so did despair but she didn't regret any moment they spent together.

“Let me clean up the mess,” Jensen said.

“I'm gonna hop into the shower.” She said, holding out the hope that he would join her but he didn't.

“Alright.” It was all he said. Dejected, she pulled away from him and made her way towards the shower. All she wanted was to spend every single minute with him before he went back to his room to keep up the facade of his happily married life.

In the shower, Y/N thought about the day she had first met Jensen when she was a newbie on the set and reflected back on their rollercoaster of a relationship. There was an instant connection between them. Jensen was always such a gentleman. He truly cared for her, but love... she didn't know if even the idea of love existed between them or if she was just an affair.

She stepped out of the bathroom and saw that Jensen was now In his boxers. He gave her a nod and moved past her into the bathroom. A sad smile formed on her lips as she watched him walk away. She put on a comfortable pair of pjs and crawled into the bed, under the covers, waiting for the exact moment when Jensen stepped out of the bathroom and put on his clothes. And just like every other time, she would watch him leave after he kissed her forehead and told her he doesn't have a choice.

This time though, it was going to be different.

Y/N didn't want Jensen to leave, neither did she want to watch him go so she squeezed her eyes shut, adamant of not responding when he walked up to her.

She flinched when he heard the bathroom door shut. She counted down the minutes till the goodbye kiss but instead she felt the other side of the bed dip down with a familiar weight. Opening her eyes, she felt his hand wrapping around her waist. Jensen was in her bed. She turned to face him.

He was breathing slowly. His long lashes rested against his cheek and his freckled face reflected the look of absolute contentment.

Said you know I love you baby

My love for you I could never hide

Oh, you know I love you baby

My love for you I could never hide

Oh when I feel you near me little girl

I know you are my one desire

“You're staring.” He whispered.

“You're staying.” She replied back, making his beautiful eyes flutter open.

Pursing his lips together, he said, “Do you not want me to?”

“No-I mean, yes. Stay…But, what about Jared?”

“What about him?” He scrunched up his face in confusion.

“What if he finds out about us?” Y/N asked as she panicked. Hiding this relationship from Jared was the hardest task. He was like a brother to Jensen so he didn't want to lie to him but it was important to keep him in the shadows.

“Let him find out. I don't care anymore-”

“Jensen!” Y/N exclaimed. She didn't understand what was going on in his mind.

“It's okay, Y/N.” He said.

“How is it okay?”

“Millie and I are over. I finally ended it.”

Her mouth fell open in complete surprise. Of everything she had expected, this was the last thing she was anticipating to hear. “Our relationship was long dead anyway. We have separated. I'm filing for a divorce once I go back home this week.” Y/N would lie if she said that the thought of him choosing her over his wife had never crossed her mind.

“It's all because of me, isn't it-”

“No. No, sweetheart. We were already over even before I met you. I was just too scared to admit it to myself but then I met a girl, we talked. It was epic and the thought of losing her scared me more than anything else.” Jensen caressed her cheek, a gentle smile gracing his lips. He felt a burden being lifted from his shoulders. He could finally be with the woman he truly loved.

“Does this mean no more hiding?” She said, tears pooled in her eyes. Y/N needed to hear him say it now that she could shout it from the rooftops Jensen belonged to her, and she to him.

“Being with you made me realise what I was missing. All this while, I wasted my time trying to work on a dead relationship when I should have realised sooner that it was a lost case. That you are the one I want 'cause baby, I can't quit you. Millie and I would have never worked out no matter how many couple’s therapy we went to….I have never regretted a single moment I have spent with you. I love what we have. I love you.” Her breath hitched in her throat as she took in everything he said. Her mind was reeling from his sudden declaration. A single tear rolled down her cheek, as the corners of her lips tugged up, forming a smile but she was too overwhelmed to say anything, which Jensen took the wrong way and it scared him.

“Y/N-” his smile disappeared as his hand dropped from her cheeks, “I want you to be mine. Will you be mine?” Y/N immediately moved towards him. Her hands raked through his soft hair before she pulled him in for a longing kiss.

“I didn't even realise when I became yours but I know it happened at some point, Jay. I love you so much.” Y/N said. With smiles and their eyes sparkling with newfound happiness, they stayed in bed as Y/N nuzzled into his side. Jensen's warm hands were wrapped around her and she smiled against his chest. For the first time, the fear of losing Jensen didn't cross her mind because she knew he would stay with her that night and all that would follow. She was going to wake up with him by her side and didn't have to sneak behind anyone's back anymore.

She was happy and in love and so was Jensen.

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[unfortunate-brat]

𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 (𝐈)

Pairing: Therapist!Danneel x Latina!Reader, Jensen Ackles x Latina!Reader

Word Count: 1k

Summary: When her boyfriend asks to try new things in the bedroom, Y/N seeks out help from a professional. Mainly a woman who’s known to improve sex between couples or at least that’s what Y/N had believed.

Warnings: oral sex, Daddy!kink, hint of dark elements, dom!danneel

Challenge Used: Bee’s Birthday Bash

Created For: @negans-lucille-tblr​ 

Header Credit: (x)

Danneel’s Outfit: lingerie | dress 

A/N: This is part one, more are to come and the prompts for the challenge will be included in the future portions. Happy Birthday to this incredible and loving human being, I wish her all the best in everything she does and that she likes this gift from her favorite bottom 😵‍💫🥺❤️

The woman bites down on her lip, unsure of how to go about this. After all, how do you openly talk about kinks?

“ I know you seem nervous but nothing about your dilemma is quite scary. This is all about trust and communication, both participants need to be at the same level.” The redhead takes down notes, pushing up her glasses to sit a little higher. “ How long ago did he ask about trying new things?”

The woman nervously twiddled her fingers, wishing the world would swallow her whole now. “ A-About a couple days ago. He wanted to spice things up and I thought about giving him a b-blowjob but that’s not what he wants.” She cleared her throat, hoping to find a sliver of courage to keep going. “ H-He wants me to call him Daddy. Which is weird and I don’t think I could ever do that.”

More notes are taken down before the notepad and pen are set aside, the redhead taking a deep breath. “ Y/N, something I want to know is that no matter how strange a kink is, we don’t shame it. Just because he wants you to call him Daddy, does not mean he wants an incest related relationship. It’s about dominance really.” She pauses momentarily, watching Y/N soften up a bit, looking like a puppy who just got scolded.

“ He wants you to trust him enough to take care of you, give you a good time and who knows, maybe you’ll enjoy it.”

“ So I just say Daddy? That’s the kink?” Y/N didn’t understand how her partner wanted this to go, it’s not like any other ones asked for much in the bedroom. Not like they made her orgasm either but things were easier then.

“ Well no, there’s a time and place for it.” The redhead stands up, smoothing down the skirt of her black dress. “ How about we do a little acting Hmm? Just so you can understand a bit better, I find that most people who come to seek help learn better with a more hands-on experience.”

Sitting next to Y/N on the sofa, she takes her hand and squeezes it a bit. “ You can trust me right? We’re going to go by a color system, red means stop, yellow means go slower and green means continue.” Waiting for approval, she takes a deep breath in hopes this exercise may go well.

With a firm nod, Y/N watches as Danneel pushes her fiery locks back and gets on both knees. “ Now let’s pretend I’m your boyfriend, we’re having some foreplay and I want you to try using Daddy this time.” She places both palms on the other woman’s knees, slowly spreading each leg apart. Glancing to see Y/N look away in shame, biting down on her lip.

“ Color?”

As much as red would be the good option, the safe option, Y/N needed to learn how to be much dirtier. Even if her brain is screaming against the idea of this woman touching her, that it’s cheating and such. But her boyfriend knows she’s here, and had mentioned if they practice being comfy it’s okay with him. Still doesn’t ease the bubbling guilt…

“ Y/N, I asked you a question. Color?”

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Y/N scrapes her brain for any bits of courage to reply. She’s a big girl, it was time to stop being a prude. Danneel was a trusted professional, so safety was her top priority! “G-Green.”

“ Green what?” This was the first push, a little shaking of Y/N’s boat of safety to see if she could handle the tides.

Y/N feels the heat immediately creep upon her cheeks once more. Fuck me. Her mind replies, tongue darting out to relieve the chapped lips. “ Green, Daddy.” The word left a bit of a sour taste upon her tongue, but to the woman’s surprise, not all that disgusting.

“ Now that’s a good girl.” The praise makes Y/N’s core run wild, seeing it’s a big weakness of hers. When her boyfriend teased about how good she was taking him, oh it made her go feral practically.

Danneel’s fingers skim close to her heat, teasing the lace covering the last shred of dignity. “ Men love it when you put on a little show, so when you go down on him, give him Bambi eyes. Just like this,” Leaning in close to her core, inhaling that sweet scent of arousal, Danneel licks a stripe up the clothed area. Eyes that of a doe-wide and innocent like-as she went for another lick.

Y/N instantly bucked her hips up, gripping the couch as Danneel pulls away with a sly smirk. “ This is where you put your hand in my hair, tug, and keep chanting Daddy.”

There’s no warning as the redhead goes back in for more, grinning as Y/N does exactly as told. Arching off the sofa as the woman pulls the soaked lace to the side. Devouring all that there was to offer and enjoying each second as Y/N mewled. “ Use your words babygirl, otherwise it won’t continue.” Danneel reminds the woman, lightly swatting her core.

“ D-Daddy!” Y/N squeaked, trying to catch her breath as Danneel continued once more. Arousal clouding her mind from proper judgement and solely focusing on getting relief.

Eventually Danneel pulled away, removing the tie from her black dress. Allowing the material to pool on the floor as she showed off the matching black lingerie hugging her in all the right places. “ You’re learning quickly babygirl, but first, remind me what your boyfriend’s name was.”

Before Y/N could reply, her boyfriend steps into the room and she squeaks. “ Jensen, I-I’m sorry!” The guilt was quickly washing over the pleasure and she wanted to go back in time to prevent this.

What made Y/N stop her small sobs was the sound of lips smacking together and upon looking up sees her very boyfriend making out with Danneel.

“ How was she?” He asks the redhead.

“ Hmm, innocent. You sure know how to pick ‘em. Guess that year apart was worth it. Can’t wait to make her our little toy.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──

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weewoo hi fellow g/t enjoyers!

firstly, a little about Me!!! i use literally any pronouns on rotate depending on what i feel most like on the day since im genderfluid. check my bio for what im currently the most comfy with :o) as for names, i don't feel like sharing my name online atm. just call me whatever u want!

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[mummybear]

Borrowed Time - Chapter 5 - Making Up For Lost Time

Words: 3996

Warnings: Angst, Smut, Oral All Around ;), Teasing, Swearing, Dirty Talk, Semi Public, Think that’s it guys! 

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

@spnkinkbingo​ square: Cumswallowing

Beta: @negans-lucille-tblr​ Thank you babe! ❤

Divider: by @firefly-graphics​

A/N: Sorry to anyone who has been reading this! I was delayed in posting due to personal circumstances, but here is the next chapter! I really hope you guys enjoy this! :)

Series Masterlist

Almost two weeks have passed since the night of the party, and you and Dean hadn’t really had much time to see each other. His dad had kept him busy the first week, and the second week your roommate had returned home and she was really upset. Turns out she’d found out her boyfriend was cheating on her while she was away at her parents house, which left you to try and help her feel better. Dean had been so understanding every time you’d had to cancel a date, half way through or days before.

It was safe to say you were sexually frustrated at this point, and you were doing your best to ignore almost every student in school talking about you and Dean. You usually only heard it when you were by yourself - most people were too intimidated by Dean to say anything when he was around. Unfortunately, as far as you knew, Dean was out of school today with his dad, working on something for the business.

You hold your books closer to your chest as you continue down the hallway, thankful for your free period so you can have a little time to yourself. Your lessons have been extra difficult today, which really hasn’t helped with your stress levels. You’d spent half of your last lecture reading over texts that Dean had sent you yesterday, making you clench your thighs beneath the desk; now you felt more frustrated than you had all week. The two of you still have a deal to keep, and you really hope you actually get some time together soon.

You’re snapped out of your thoughts when you’re pulled into a classroom, and the door slams shut behind you, causing your books to fall to the floor. Before you can scream a hand closes over your mouth, and you’re pulled back against a hard chest. Your chest is forced against the door as it’s locked, and you breathe through your nose as you try and get free. But then you pause, feeling breath against your neck and a smell you instantly recognise, and you can’t help but smile against his hand, until it falls away.

You turn in his arms with a big grin on your face, “you’re sneaky! You weren’t supposed to be here today, Dean.” 

He chuckles and cups your cheeks pulling you into a breath-taking kiss, that leaves your legs feeling weak. It stops all too soon, as he pulls back to look at you.

“I told dad I had something important to do, I couldn’t stand another day of this. Two weeks, Y/N! Two fucking weeks since I had you all to myself, and it’s damn near torture,” he groans as he presses his body closer to you.

You wrap your arms around his neck and look up at him through your lashes. 

“Torture huh? You poor baby,” you purr, slipping your hands beneath his flannel, pushing it from his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor behind him. “And I guess you really want to keep that promise of yours, if you lied to your Dad…” 

Dean chuckles and reaches behind you to close the blinds on the door.

“I didn’t technically lie to him, just stretched the truth a little. I couldn’t wait anymore, I need you and I need to keep my promise to you. Unless you have any objections?” he asks knowingly, that damn smirk plastered on his perfect lips again.

You pull him tighter against you and lean up on your tiptoes. Dean grins down at you, his lips a breath away from yours, his big hands trail slowly down your body, until he’s cupping your ass tightly. He pulls your hips flush against his, so that you can feel the evidence of his arousal pressing hard and heavy against your stomach.

“No objections here. Like you said, it’s been two weeks and I haven’t stopped thinking about you… or the way that you had me pinned to that bed, your mouth was so close.” You breathe out heavily, feeling his lips brush against yours.

Dean licks his lips as his eyes drag down your body appreciatively, “mmm, I remember. Still regret not staying right there and finishing what I started, that’s never gonna happen again.”

Before you can reply Dean’s mouth captures yours, and your breath gets stuck in your throat, anything you were thinking is now lost. Dean has this way of stopping your brain from working, rendering you completely incapable of thought and leaving you utterly speechless. You knew you’d never have this with anyone else, Dean was unique, in every sense of the word, and you refused to think about the inevitable day you will no longer have him in your life.

His tongue moves flawlessly against your own, and your entire body feels like it’s on fire. The power he holds over you is evident in the way that he kisses you, his hands slowly moving down your body, until he’s gripping the bottom of your skirt in his hands. You whimper into his mouth as he pulls it up over your ass, letting it gather around your waist. Dean pulls away from your mouth slowly, dragging his teeth over your bottom lip. You’re both panting hard as he gets onto his knees in front of you, but he doesn’t take his eyes off of yours, even as he drags his hands down your legs, he watches your every reaction as the calluses on his skilled hands brush over your soft skin.

“Right here, huh?” you ask, pushing your fingers through the top of his hair and tugging gently as you try your best to get your breathing under control.

“Mhmm, baby girl, right here and right now,” Dean hums against your skin as he presses his lips to your inner thigh. You let out a shaky breath as his fingers curl around the sides of your panties, and he pulls them down your legs, encouraging you to step out of them as soon as you’re able to. “Such a pretty little pussy, sweetheart,” he groans quietly, pulling one of your legs over one of his broad shoulders.

You can’t hold back the shiver as his hot breath ghosts over your wet pussy, and your fingers instinctively tighten in his hair.

“Been too long, haven’t stopped thinking about you. I need you so bad, please don’t make me beg,” you whimper desperately, trying to tug him closer with the grip you have on his hair. Dean chuckles quietly, and the big hand on your thigh squeezes harder, making you whimper needily as you let your head fall back against the door.

Dean’s free hand moves to your pussy and you look down at him as he spreads you open with his fingers, a deep groan filling the room that sends a shiver down your spine. 

“God, baby girl, you’re so wet, practically dripping for me. I don’t have it in me to make you beg, at least not right now…” his voice trails off as he leans in closer, and his tongue moves through your slick, swirling around your clit he slowly looks up at you through his thick lashes.

You let out a breathy whine of his name as his lips seal over your clit, and his tongue flicks over the sensitive bundle of nerves quickly. You feel the thigh on his shoulder clench, as his hand moves to your dripping entrance and he eases two thick fingers inside you. He keeps his eyes fixed on your face as he picks up a steady pace, keeping in time with his tongue. Your pussy flutters around his fingers as he starts to curl them perfectly, so that every time they push back inside you they drag over your g-spot. 

Dean pulls back slowly, dragging his teeth gently over your throbbing clit, and you have to clamp your free hand over your mouth to stop the loud moan of his name from slipping past your lips, but at best the sound is only muffled. You drop your hand and grip the door handle tight, because you’re worried about pulling Dean’s hair out, when his fingers start to move faster inside you, and there’s a big part of you that can’t even think straight right now.

“Feels so good, Dean. Please don’t stop this time, I need you so bad,” you gasp, as he presses you harder against the door.

Dean smirks up at you and pulls his fingers out, sucking them between his lips as your thighs shake, and then he pulls them out of his mouth. You don’t have time to beg him not to stop, because before you react he has your other leg over his free shoulder and his mouth is a breath away from your dripping cunt.

“Don’t worry baby, nothing is fucking stopping me, not until you’re coming all over my face.” 

Without another word he surges forward and pushes his tongue inside you.

“Oh fuck!” you cry out, head falling back with a thud against the door. You can hear footsteps in the hall behind you, but you don’t care.

It doesn’t take long for you to feel the coil winding tight in your stomach, the burn of his stubble against your soft thighs, and the possibility of someone knocking on the door becomes more and more likely the longer the two of you are in here.

Dean spreads your legs wider and holds you up a little higher, and you swear you can feel his tongue everywhere. One second it’s inside you fucking in and out, the next it’s circling around your clit, and you trying your best not to squirm against his face. You feel like you’re losing your damn mind, part of you has forgotten just how skilled he is with his mouth and fingers, how easily he draws you in.

You’re so close, you can feel your orgasm burning at the base of your stomach, your pussy fluttering uncontrollably. Dean can feel it too, if the growl that vibrates through you is any indication to that fact. You can barely keep your eyes open anymore, the pleasure is too intense and then Dean’s fingers tighten on your thighs as he doubles his efforts. Your mouth drops open in a silent scream as he rips an orgasm from you.

You’ve never felt anything so intense in your entire life. Your thighs are shaking as they clamp around his face, and you feel lightheaded as Dean licks you through your climax. You collapse against his chest as soon as your feet touch the floor, and Dean chuckles as your eyes flutter open and meet his.

“Almost forgot how sexy you are when you come, so much better when it’s all over my face,” he remarks with a sinful smirk in place, and you’re too blissed out to do anything except smile at him. “So did that live up to what you were expecting?” 

You laugh almost breathlessly as he sits you on a chair and pushes the hair back from your face, licking his lips clean.

“Mmm, so much better, shit, I don’t think I’ll walk straight for the next hour.” 

“Good to know,” he smiles lazily, pressing a soft kiss to your lips that has you holding your breath. He pulls away and picks up your panties from the floor, and you raise an eyebrow at him as he pushes them into his back pocket. 

“Whatcha doing with those, Dean?” you ask, standing on your still slightly shaky legs, returning his smile and wrapping your arms around his neck.

Dean wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close, and you can see the mischievous glint in his eyes. 

“Keeping them until later, they only get in the way, anyway. So I guess you better hold onto that skirt.” 

“Well, I would really like to return the favour,” you purr, running your hand down his chest. Watching the way he drags his teeth over his bottom lip as you go lower, and his jaw clenches when you cup the bulge in his jeans. “And I know, I need to be a good girl. But I would be an awful girlfriend if I let you walk around like this all day.” You palm his cock slowly, noticing the way his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat. 

“Good girls are overrated, sweetheart. But I don’t -” he groans and tips his head back, letting out a shuddering breath. “Fuck that feels good, baby.”

“Just imagine how good it’ll feel when I finally get my mouth on you,” you smile up at him, fluttering your eyelashes innocently as you unbuckle his belt.

However, you’re suddenly pulled from your train of thought when a knock sounds at the door.

“Oh no, not again!” you huff, hearing somebody shuffling with keys. Before Dean can react, you grab his hand, noticing a storage cupboard at the back of the room and drag him towards it.

Luckily it’s unlocked, and Dean laughs as you quickly shove him inside, hurrying to pull the door closed behind you, and you lock it from the inside. You look up at him trying not to laugh as you shush him through your grin.  

“You really do want to get that pretty little mouth on me don’t you, baby?” he whispers, pulling your body against him again.

“Only if you can keep your voice down, we both know that you get loud, Dean. And knowing our luck they are teaching a class out there,” you whisper back, trying your best not to laugh at the situation.

“Do your worst, sweetheart,” he winks, before cupping your cheeks and pulling you into a demanding kiss, your hands fist in his shirt, as his push beneath your hair and he tugs gently, letting his tongue explore and dominate your mouth.

Suddenly you snap apart as someone jiggles the door handle. Dean grabs you and stops you from stumbling back into the shelf behind you, presses a hand over your mouth and he shakes his head, a small smile on his lips. He lowers his lips to your ear and drops his voice to the quietest whisper, “breathe, they can’t get in when it’s locked from the inside.” You raise an eyebrow at him questioningly, and he grins back, “what? I know locks. Trust me.” 

Sure enough, seconds later the noise stops and you hear a sigh from the other side of the door, and someone cursing under their breath, before the stamping footfalls head away from your hiding place and eventually the outer door slams behind them. 

“Guess, we’re just getting lucky today, huh?” You smirk up at him as his hand falls away from your mouth. You lean up on your tiptoes and kiss his stubbled jaw, slowly dragging your lips down his neck, his hands drop to your hips and his fingers dig in perfectly as you suck a mark into his skin. He barely even notices as you gently walk him back against the wall behind him.

You watch him swallow hard when you pull back and start to drag your hand down his chest. “Now… where were we?” you purr, as you pop the button of his jeans and pull down the zipper.

You drop down onto your knees and tug down Dean’s jeans and boxers, freeing his rock hard cock, and you lick your lips as it stands to attention. His eyes are locked on yours when you look up at him, and you take his cock in your hand wrapping your small fingers around it firmly.

“Fuck, I’ve dreamed about seein’ you down on your knees for me, baby girl. The real thing looks even better though,” he tells you, but his breath catches in his throat when you start to move your fist up and down, feeling the throb of his cock beneath your palm.

You don’t answer as your eyes drop to the red tip, leaking pre-cum that’s almost touching your lips. You lean in closer and run your tongue along the slit, licking the tip clean and moaning as the heady taste of it hits your tastebuds. You flick your eyes up to meet his, as you wrap your lips around the head of his cock and teasingly suck, causing Dean to bite his lip and drop his head back against the wall with a groan.

You take him further into your mouth, pressing your tongue to the underside of his length and humming quietly, the corners of your lips aching as your mouth stretches to accommodate his thickness. Dean takes a shuddering breath as his cock nudges against the back of your throat, and you shift on your knees, parting your legs a little, hoping to stop the ache between your thighs from worsening.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t help, you still need some kind of relief. From the look he gives you you’re sure he knows how needy you are, just how badly you want him to fuck you. You can only dream about how well his thick cock will split you open as he fucks into you. His hands drop to your head and he wraps your hair around his fists tightly, causing you to whimper at the sensation. 

“Shit, sweetheart, you make it so fucking hard not to bend you over these shelves and fuck you until you can’t see straight.”  

You whine as his cock pushes against the back of your throat, his words are like a tease at this point. You’re so wet again, and your thighs are shaking. You suck in a breath when he pulls you from his cock by your hair, your eyes watering as you look up at him.

“Dean, please,” you whisper, making sure he sees when your hand drops between your legs and slips beneath your skirt.

“Fuck, baby girl. Don’t look at me like that, soon, I promise,” he all but groans as his thumb runs along your bottom lip and slips inside your mouth briefly, letting you suck gently before he withdraws it.

You bite your lip as he fists his cock and starts to move his hand up and down.

“How about you fuck my throat then, Dean?” you ask, as you take his cock between your lips again, he practically growls as his hand falls away and moves back to your hair.

“Play with that pretty pussy for me then baby, wanna watch you come while you take that cock deep,” he grits out as you moan around his thick cock. You take him deeper, and his hips start to stutter, pushing himself deeper still, until the wide head of his cock is almost making you gag.

Your fingers move over your clit in time with the thrusts of his hips, and you can hardly breathe, you don’t remember ever being this turned on in your life. The wet sounds start to fill the small room, and you swallow the best you can around Dean’s cock as he lets out an animalistic noise that has your pussy clenching around nothing.

“Fuck you smell good, so fucking wet just from sucking my cock, sweetheart? Imagine what It’s gonna be like when I finally sink myself inside that tight little cunt,” Dean growls as you swallow around him again, and cup his balls in your free hand, massaging them as they draw up in your hand. 

Your eyes widen as your stomach tightens, and you manage to catch his gaze. He looks completely lost to lust, his eyes are so dark and he looks so fucking sexy. You shiver all over as his grip tightens in your hair, nails digging slightly into your scalp. The drool leaks from the sides of your lips, dripping onto your chest as breathing becomes increasingly difficult, your heart thundering in your chest.

“Gonna come, sweetheart… Fuck. Right there!” he practically whispers in a broken moan, as his hips stutter uncontrollably and he comes hot and hard down your throat.

You swallow it down the best you can, gasping for air as he carefully pulls out and collapses back against the wall. Gently cupping your cheek in his big hand, he brushes his thumb over your lips.

“Dean,” you whine hoarsely as your nails dig into his thigh. Your forehead falls against his stomach as your own orgasm hits, sparks lighting hot all over your skin. You’re both panting hard in the quiet of the cupboard as Dean helps you to your feet, and pulls you into his arms.

He pulls back and you look up at him with a big grin, one you can’t seem to shake. Since the two of you had started this thing, you feel like you’re always smiling.

“I think I’ll let you drag me wherever you want if this is what we’re gonna get up to,” Dean chuckles, pressing a kiss to your lips.

“Good to know,” you smile slightly, brushing the hair away from his forehead as he pulls his jeans and boxers back into place, and does up his belt. You’re trying not to think about the fact that he’s gonna be gone soon, and this will all be a distant memory. It suddenly dawns on you just how much you need him, how much you’ve been relying on him. He catches your hand in his own and frowns slightly. 

“Gonna tell me what’s wrong? You’ve got that look in your eye, sweetheart,” he sighs gently, and you pull away and shake your head, trying to smile until you turn around and walk over and unlock the door. The door lock clicks but Dean stops you before you leave, quickly catching your arm.

“It’s nothing, Dean. I’m great, I just think we should get out before someone comes back,” you try to reason, refusing to turn around. He stops trying to turn you and lets you go, but instead he comes around to stand in front of you, blocking your exit, and turns you both around again, so your back is to the door.

“Don’t do that, don’t push me away. Not now,” he sighs sadly, cupping your cheeks in his big warm hands, and forcing you to meet his eyes.

“Dean, just leave it.”

“Not happening. Talk to me, please,” Dean pleads, pressing his lips to yours in a chaste kiss that has tears springing to your eyes.

“Fine, you want the truth? I’m an idiot. I knew this - whatever we have - couldn’t be forever. I knew you were leaving soon. But I never even imagined that I would feel this way about you,” you mumble the last part quietly, looking down at the floor.

Dean sighs gently and lifts your face once more so you’re looking at him, wiping the tears from your eyes.

“You know you’re not alone here, right? I feel it too. If I had it my way I’d never leave you.” 

You step away from him a little further, and feel your heart drop in your chest as the realisation hits you. You need to let him go. You’re falling fast for him, and the sooner you get away the best for both of you.

“But you don’t have it your way, Dean. You don’t have a choice, and I’m gonna lose myself to you if I don’t stop this right now.” His hands drop from your face as you step back again, and grip the door handle in your hand.

“Don’t do this, Y/N.”

You swallow thickly and wipe the tears from your face as you open the door. 

“Thank you, for everything, Dean. I promise this is for the best, you’ll see.” 

You press a kiss to his cheek and turn to leave. 

“This isn’t over, sweetheart, not by a long shot,” Dean tells you simply, his voice full of conviction. You wish he was right, but you can’t let him get to you.

“Goodbye, Dean.”

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[writethelifeyouwant]

Get Down

Summary: Another Winchester x Jody fill for the kink bingo - a follow on from “Thanks for the Pie” but can be read as a standalone.

Pairing: Sam x Jody Rating: 18+ Tags: dom!Sam, oral sex (m rec) , fingering (f rec), fuck buddies, neighbors, non hunting AU Word Count: 502 Created for: @spnkinkbingo - JodySam | @anyfandomgoesbingo - Fuck Buddies | @samwinchesterbingo - Neighbours

Jody looks up from her bite of pie with a confused expression on her face. The doorbell rings again and she pushes away from her dish and heads towards the door. Sam Winchester, Dean’s slightly taller little brother, is standing on the doormat, a knowing smirk on his face.

“Hey, Jodes.”

“Heya, Sam,” Jody answers, just shy of suspicious. “What can I do for ya?”

“You can get down,” Sam growls, pushing Jody back into the corridor and pressing her up against the wall, jostling picture frames on their way. His hands latch onto her shoulders and shove down, putting her on her knees, brown doe-like eyes blinking up at him invitingly.

“To what do I owe the pleasure?” Jody doesn’t wait for Sam’s answer before going for his belt and button.

“I saw Dean leave here about half an hour ago,” Sam grins down at her and runs his fingers through the short, spiky hair Jody hasn’t had a chance to brush since her earlier rendezvous with Dean. “Figured you’d still be free,” he shrugs.

“How presumptuous of you,” Jody laughs. Her hand reaches into Sam’s boxers and pulls out his cock, already hard. He must have been thinking about this before he came to knock on the door.

Sam sighs heavily when Jody leans forward and suckles on the head of his cock, pulling back with a string of spit still connecting him to her lips, the head of his dick red and shiny.

“You get down on your knees for Dean, too?” Sam asks nonchalantly, eyes slipping closed as Jody sucks him down as far as she’s able to. Her hands come up to grip the base of his dick where she can’t reach with her lips, and hums negatively around his flesh. “Save this just for me?” Sam grins smugly, eyes still squeezed closed against the sloppy, wet pleasure encasing his member.

“Dean went down on me, actually,” Jody replies, pulling Sam out of her mouth and licking him from root to tip, pausing to slip the tip of her tongue into the slit at the crown of his cock, tasting the salty precum there.

“What a gentleman,” Sam chuckles, hissing as Jody drops her head to suck at his balls.

“Exactly what I said,” Jody smiles up at Sam, holding his gaze as she licks at his cock hungrily. Sam pulls at her hair, drawing her lips off him and hoists her to her feet. His long fingers go for the buttons on her jeans, pulling them down unceremoniously and rubbing his fingers across the crotch of her panties, now thoroughly soaked with her own slick and his brother’s cum.

Sam curls his fingers into the sopping material, running them through the puddle of sticky liquid and easing them up inside her. Jody gasps as he pulls his hand forwards, pressing against her g-spot.

“Can’t have him outdoing me, can I?” Sam asks like he doesn’t have his hand inside of her.

“Well then, get down Winchester.”

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[little-diable]

g, r, & u <3

G: Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?

Start to finish in one go.

R: Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence?

Most of the writers I interact on here had a big influence on my writing actually, but @negans-lucille-tblr writing convinced me to publish my own smut.

U: Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.

I have too many favorite fic writers - if I would have to name them all it would take me hours - but I'm currently rereading all of @thinkinghardhardlythinking stories (they are just everything I'd ever need and want), I love @tuiccim writing, literal gold and also @earlgreydream writing is just perfect, the angst, the smut - perfect for my dark heart.

Thank you lovie <3

[noritoshiikamo]

tee ur amazing and if you truly wish to monetize ur work, i believe most people will support you!! however, there's just very disagreeable things with the way the paywall system on this site is established. it's risky, we all know that - what with tumblr being the hackable platform that it is. plus the issues on copyright too. im sure u know all of this too, as you are a creator urself.

but yesss tee, we'd pay for your stuff. in this situation tho, the whole paying/subscription thing with tumblr+ & fanmade art/fiction will eventually be harmful for everyone. your works are amazing, and sure there are others that are amazing out there who deserve it too. but that doesn't take away from your ✨g r e a t n e s s ✨ okkk? you're one of the very few blogs i come back here for. lov u! :>>

yup yupp dw im not talking about monetizing here lmaoo fjrgbfjhrbj not in a million year ill monetize my content here, i'm 100% against tumblr monetization/tumblr+ crap no no im just talking in generally, i dont think im suitable to monetize them bhahahhahah plus i dont wanna be slapped by copyright issue bcs istg im poor im trying to save up to buy a new phone which a reason why i rarely update now my phone is getting crappy :((

thank you for your kind words omg it made my day istg thank you :(( i made so many friends, mutuals, anons here and i dont want to lose any of it rn if tblr+ happens,

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January Angel Fish Awards

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.

The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE IN THE POND CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBER’S FIC. While the Pond was founded to support the Guppies, everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that by opening this up as a Pond wide system, we’ll be able to share the love as far as it can go.

NOTE: WE’VE BEEN HAVING OCCASIONAL PROBLEMS WITH ASKS GOING MISSING. Please use the Submit button when submitting your nominations and make sure you’re signed into Tumblr or your URL won’t show. (If the form asks for your name and email address, then you’re not signed in.) If you like, you can also send a message to Michelle or Mana to check and make sure we got your submission.

WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE THE FIRST ANGEL FISH AWARDS OF 2020!

Cabin Fever (a long oneshot) by @slytherkins​ was nominated three times!

I said all of this in my reblog, but this is FUCKING GOLD. It depicts life with chronic pain so beautifully, I read most of this with my heart in my throat. Have tissues, heed the warnings, but definitely read this! - @mrswhozeewhatsis​​

Tara is the Queen of Angst. She never fails to break my heart but this fic was something else entirely. I always feel like her stories could be canon and this is no exception!! Dean was exactly how I imagine he would be, Sam too. Without giving any spoilers: the scene setting - I was there, I could see them preparing dinner, sat around the table eating, I felt the coldness of the snow.

The raw emotions were sublime, I cried with Dean. I felt I could feel his pain, I was with him every step of the way, I felt his desperation. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love.  - @princessmisery666​​

O. M. G. I don’t expect anything less than incredible when I read Tara’s stuff, but this is on another level. The angst is painful (literally, sometimes), the detail is exquisite. She put heart and soul into this, and it shows. And as always, her Dean is spot-tf-on. Tara’s a brilliant writer, and this fic is amazing. ❤❤❤ - @risingphoenix761​​ 

Nominated by @manawhaat​

Satin (oneshot) by @wingedcatninja​

This fic has some out of the box, vulnerable, sexy, surprising Dean feels! I went into it expecting one thing and what I got was so different from what I could have imagined, but it was so wonderful and refreshing to read! 

Next Year (series) by @wingedcatninja​

Holy crap, the intensity and control in this fic is astounding. It’s so palpable from start to end and this is only the first fucking part. Seriously stellar and surprisingly reverential. 

Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis​

For Better or Worst (ongoing series) by @stunudo​​ 

There’s so much mystery and intrigue in this series and I just can’t stop wondering how it’s all going to work out! Sam made some kind of deal to save the world and the deal involved marrying this woman and getting out of hunting. But what was the deal, exactly? And where’s Dean? And who is this woman? What about Cas and Jack? I’m so freaking hooked and I can’t wait to find out!!

Nominated by @princessmisery666​

Love You To Death (series) by @negans-lucille-tblr​

I’ll be the first to admit I’m not into AU’s but this had me hooked from the beginning. I hate Y/N, I hope she gets whats coming to her, but I also so desperately want to be her, which is a testament to the wonderful writing of both Lisa and Bee. I can’t wait to see how this one unfolds.

These two together are a force to be reckoned with.

Nominated by @deanwinchesterswitch​

One And One Make Three (series) by @supernatural-jackles​ 

 This series was absolutely stunning, beautifully written, and an amazing rollercoaster of emotion. Jen handled some very sensitive subject matters with grace and wit. It has ALL the feels; I cried, laughed, and loved right along with the characters.

Nominated by @flamencodiva 

Skeptics and True Believers (series) by @d-s-winchester​ 

I love this story! It had me on the edge of my seat when I read through the master list. the way she wove the story together made me happy for the ending to the story!

Good Things (series) by @crashdevlin​​

This is Part one to four parts of writing GOLD! Cassie knows how to completely put you in the story and envision what is happening. 

How Do You Spell Forever? (series) by @kittenofdoomage​​ 

This is part one of a four parter and OMG! Can I say that this is sweet and cute and full of A/B/O goodness? because this is! and it should be read and shared!

Nominated by @girl-with-a-fandom-fettish​

Heathens (series) by @pink1031​ 

Why: I have been 1000000% hooked on this story since the first chapter was published. It’s a little bit twisted, a little bit wrong, a whole lot dirty, and a whole lot of amazing writing! At the time of this submission, the last chapter is in progress (don’t get me started on the fact that it’s ending D:). It is without a doubt, one of the few stories I stop what I am doing (life permitting) and read the new chapter when I get notified. READ THE WARNINGS CAREFULLY THOUGH, this is not a story for the faint of heart or those that get squicked out (is that even a term?). But if you like dark and dirty, this fic will absolutely be your jam.

Nominated by @risingphoenix761​

My Home (oneshot) by @kittenofdoomage​

Short and sweet, but it got me all choked up. To repeat what I said in tags, bless this fic and the hands that typed it.

Feels Like The First Time (oneshot) by @stusbunker​ 

This gets better every time I reread it. Sweet and sexy and kinda touching. Any time I need a Samwitch fix, I come back to this one. ❤

Nominated by @lovetusk​ ( @fictionalabyss​​ )

Turning Into Butter (oneshot) by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing

Lets be honest with this one, shall we? We’d ALL get that distracted by a half naked Dean. 

Please Don’t Go (oneshot) by @sorenmarie87​

Dawn tested out her Angsting abilities in this Adam x Reader fic, and I’m hoping we get to see more of it. Like why is Dean so angry? I NEED TO KNOW!

Someone You Loved (oneshot) by @ne-gans​

So glad ne-gans is now part of the pond because now I can nominate this beautiful thing that made me cry. 

Nominated by @impala-dreamer

Stupor (oneshot) by @dontshootmespence​

The hottest hot to ever hot in the hottest way possible - SOULLESS!DOM!SAM!! I ded. Very hot. Much smut. Very good.

Hurt So Good (oneshot) by @alleiradayne​

This was tasty. Pun intended. I have such a biting thing and Sam would be so amazing. Yes. Devour me, Winchester!! Loved it.

Nominated by @thegirlwhorunswithwinchesters​

Isn’t That My Line (oneshot) by @princessmisery666​

I went into this one intrigued by the concept and I got even more than I was hoping for. A little twist I didn’t expect here, a perfect ending there. Amazing.

Control And Release (series) by @thecleverdame​

I just needed to bring this one back. Started rereading the entire series and it’s still as amazing as the first time I read this masterpiece.

Photographs and Gasoline (oneshot) by @ne-gans​

Always gotta check the new pond member list when I’m making my rounds. Found this fic and fell in love. It’s absolutely heartbreaking but I loved every second of it. Guess if I have to torture myself, I prefer to do it with beautiful writing like this. 

Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield​​​

Smokes and Sex Toys (oneshot) by @wayward-and-worn​ 

This is delightfully fucking filthy. But that’s not all; Dean’s characterization is SO DEAN - flirty yet straightforward - it reminded me of the scene with the bartender in Defending Your Life, I love the simple yet creative premise, and I adore that it’s left open-ended. 

Sick Day - @fangirlxwritesx67​​ 

Viv wrote this for me - it’s true - but that isn’t the reason I’m nominating this; it’s because this is so warm and comfortable and just feels like Dean. Like I actually felt like I was in his lap while I feel asleep reading this. (Also, check out my girl’s other works. She’s fairly new but balls to the wall and bursting with ideas and words for just about anyone.) 

Nominated by @slytherkins​

Isn’t That My Line (oneshot) by @princessmisery666​

Short. Sinful. Sexy. It’s like a smutty snack that hits the spot. (And so does Dean.) 

Nominated by @kittenofdoomage​​

What Goes Bump In The Night (series) by @saxxxology​​

A phenomenal series, historic and dark, with all the fantastic detail you’d expect from Saxxy and more! Please heed the warnings though!

The World Doesn’t Know (oneshot) by @negans-lucille-tblr​​

A wonderful little smutty J2 fic, for those who enjoy that fantasy.

Marked (series) by @there-must-be-a-lock​

I’ve only read the first chapter so far, but hot damn! This is a spectacular start to a promisingly dark series. AND The Right Spot - a smutty smutty follow up to another oneshot that literally made me sweat.

Just Like A Pill  by @princessmisery666​​

The angsty sequel to In Spite Of What My Heart Says and you should totally read both parts, just keep tissues by you in case of heartbreak!

Nominated by @focusonspn​​

House Of The Rising Sun (series) by @kittenofdoomage​​

I’ve never liked BDSM themes too much but, OH MY GOOD!! This series is AMAZING!! It even has a sequel: The Ones You Love. Go and read it, you won’t regret it.

Yes, Sir (series) by @evansrogerskitten​​

Ash must be tired of me praising this fic but I can’t help myself, it’s one of my favorite series ever and deserves this recognition. This is a series that every John girl out there should be reading RIGHT NOW. It has everything! Smut, fluff and a tiny bit of angst and drama.

Good Vibrations (series) by @impala-dreamer​​

At first I wasn’t sure if I should bring this fic here because all the drama I heard it existed about it but, then I thought it twice, and I came to the conclusion that this fic definitely deserve to be part of these awards. This piece of writing was the first (after Dear John, I have to admit) that actually made me cry. It’s dark, it’s sad as fuck, it’s damn well written, and makes you easily get inside the characters and feel what they’re feeling. That being said, if you’re thinking of reading it, please HEED THE WARNINGS.

Take a Drunk Girl Home (oneshot) by @amanda-teaches​​

This fic is so beautiful and so well written that I promise you even can end up tearing up a little, but it’s so worth it that you won’t care a bit.

Nominated by @emilyshurley​​

His Property (series) by @negans-lucille-tblr​​

I freaking love this series to the point that i binged the series (and it’s sequel, Yours) in a single day.  

Just Me & My Baby (oneshot) by @deanwinchesterswitch​​

Can’t get over how adorable it is.

Guns and Ribbons (series) by @myinconnelly1​​

What can I say Dean Winchester deserves all the love in this world and so does this series.

I Can See Clearly Now (oneshot) by @katehuntington​​

I can’t. I don’t have words. This is perfection.

In the Heat of the Night (series) by @evansrogerskitten​​

Nominated by @impalaimagining​​

Goals (oneshot) by @atc74​​

Okay. It's been a long time since I've found Sam smut that really gets me into it. This though - it's a whole different level of wonderful. I love the way it explores a woman finding and embracing her own sexuality, and the frustration that can come along with it. It's obvious how much effort and research and actual planning went into this. My favorite kinds of fics are those that draw from real life experiences, which I think it what makes this one so special. And the end? Yes please!

Nominated by @fangirlxwritesx67​​ 

Everything (series) by @there-must-be-a-lock​ 

I can’t even talk about how great this J2 x reader series is without incoherent fangirl flailing. It’s wildly creative, sharply well written, and absolutely panty-melting filthy! And then just when you’re so hot and bothered that you can’t see straight, *boom*, it’s sweet and intimate and loving. I don’t think there’s a series out there I’ve read this many times!

Hark and Hush by @thoughtslikeaminefield​​

This is a luscious, dark and twisted fairy tale about Dean and the spirit of the Big Bad Wolf. It’s written so vividly that you can see and smell and taste the whole story. Sexy af, of course, and so intense- take the warnings seriously!

The Kind of Girl You Like (series) by @thoughtslikeaminefield​​ 

To me, MJ will always be the Queen of the Winchester threesome and this series shows exactly why. Smoking hot story about the brothers sharing a sub that quickly unfolds into something complex and beautiful. The last chapter especially is written with so much emotional depth- the first time I read it, I was swearing and crying and smiling all at once because it was so well done! Just the best!

Nominated by @supersassyprobablysad​​ 

How You & I Will Be (series) by @katehuntington​​ 

Hey so I wanted to do an angel fish award nom for Kate for her How You & I Will Be fic. In 5 parts she not only developed believable characters but by the end I was ugly crying (and I don’t cry a lot so that’s saying something). The ending feels totally necessary too, not like it was just done for shock value. Anyway I love it, it’s the best I’ve read in a long time.

Thank you all for the awesome work and great feedback!

As with the BFAs, these are not actual awards! This system is set up so everyone in the pond has a chance to share the love and promote a fic/author that has grabbed your attention. The more people that participate, and the more everyone remembers to submit their own fics after posting, the better this will be :D

THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

[smcc212]

Twelve Days Of Ficmas- day one

Prompts- drunk on Brady/On the naughty List

Warnings- jealous!Negan, punishment, edging, sex toys, daddy kink(lil bit), p in v, unprotected sex

A/N- Really hope you guys enjoy this fic, I’ve been off my game for a while so I hope this is challenge is the start of me getting back on it. I chose to use the second prompt because I had no idea what to write for the first one. Merry Christmas, dickheads. Love you xoxo

If you wanna be tagged or removed let me know!!

You patted Simon’s shoulder as you laughed at his horrific joke.

“That was a shit joke, Si,” You laughed, looking at him.

“You’re the one that’s laughing at my shit joke.” He chuckled. “Oh fuck.”

“What?” You asked, still laughing.

“Negan’s saw us.”

“So?” You asked, raising your brow.

“He’s jealous of us hanging out together.”

“What are you two whispering about?” Negan drawled, wrapping his arm around you as he stared at Simon.

“Nothing you need to worry about, boss,” Simon said before leaving you two alone.

*

Negan lead you back to his room, rage seeping out his pours. He gentle pushed you into the room, slamming the door behind him.

“What the fuck is going on between you two?” He shouted.

“First of all, stop shouting. Second, nothing is going on between me and Si, he’s my best friend and nothing more.”

“And the flirting?”

“It’s harmless, just some banter.”

“It’s gonna stop, and you need to be taught a lesson,” Negan drawled, his signature smirk growing across his face. “Get on the bed.”

“Yes, daddy,” You mumbled, excitement filling your body as you obeyed his orders.

“Clothes off,” He demanded. You did as you were told. “Lie on your back.” He took off his belt, tying your arms to the bed. He reached into the bedside drawer and pulled out a vibrator. He turned it on at held it against your clit, the vibrations ran through you. The coil in your tightened and tightened, but before it could snap Negan pulled away the vibrator. You cried out as your orgasm was painfully striped away from you.

Negan repeated the cruel process over and over again until tears streamed down your face.

“You learned your lesson yet?” Negan asked.

“Y-yes, daddy... I wo-won’t flirt with Si again,” You stuttered.

“And stop calling him ‘Si’.”

“Yeah, okay, okay,” You murmured.

“Good,” Negan said positioning himself on top of you, lining his cock up with your entrance. He plunged himself inside of you, thrusting in and out of you. Your walls clench around him as he speeds up inside of you, his tip rubbing against your g-spot. You felt the coil in your stomach tighten like it had so many times before, but this time... it finally snapped. Your eyes rolled into the back of your skull, your legs shook until you finally came down from your high. Seconds later you felt Negan explode inside of you.

*

After Negan untied your arms, the two of you cuddled up together.

“I’m sorry I was so hard on you, baby. You know I love you, right?”

“Yeah, I know, Ne. I love you too,” You yawned, cuddling into his chest.

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