#ruby 2.0 x reader

[vagabond-umlaut]

tryst, too tempest

Icarus fell for loving the Sun.

You will, for loving your lover.

▸ trueform!sukuna x wife!reader; 1.1k wc; comprises of elements inspired by the tale of 'hades and persephone' & 'fall of icarus'; warning: sukuna is sukuna, so expect the expected [mentions of violence, murder, cannibalism]; warning 2.0: the reader is not very keen to leave or not love her husband; uraume is the BEST WINGPERSON none of you two ever deserved but still got; FLUFF & ANGST & A MADLY DEVOTED LOVE YOU AND SUKUNA FEEL FOR EACH OTHER

▸ belongs to the series 'mine? yes, mine.' – same universe as the work 'six seeds, like rubies...' — but you can treat this as a stand-alone fic if you wanna!

▸ i don't own the characters, the image or the divider used. please don't plagiarize or translate or repost this. enjoy reading! ❤️

Foul winds howl through the land, the first year of your life as one Ryomen Sukuna's wife.

Servants cower before you the moment your shadow falls within their field of vision, yet their gaze stays steeped in pity and envy the entire time it remains trained on your feet. Grocers mumble to one another, eyes looking away when you move to look at the things in their shops. Even the very flora and fauna, you loved so much growing up, writing poems on them from the day you knew how to pen a poem– even the same flora and fauna feels so foreign to you—

"You do realize your importance to Master, don't you?"

Uraume's quiet question floats in through your thoughts, much akin a gentle breeze creating small ripples over the water surface. You smile. "Given how I haven't been eaten by him or sent to be murdered by his subordinate curses, I think I do."

Emotion, too similar to humor, flits across the mien of your husband's loyal follower — you decide not to think much of it. Too many days of having only them as someone to speak to, outside of requesting for a second serving of the soup or asking for the cost of yukata, has led to you imagining a smile on a person who is famous for their poker face. Shaking your head, you return to your poems, the quill fluttering over the roll of parchment you found lying at the breakfast today morning, and let out a content sigh — only for your peace of mind to be broken by the bursting of a guard into the garden, appearing too terrorstruck to utter a single coherent word.

It takes you nothing save one glance, moving from him to Uraume to your ink-stained fingers, before you find yourself keeping the papers on the ground beside and rising, feet breaking into a hasty giddy run down the corridors of the palace to the throne room where, certainly enough–

"I was under the impression you've run away in the extra while I spent sleeping, wife."

The world around you comes to a dead stop as the visage of Sukuna comes into your line of sight; you feel your heart skip two beats then begin a thundering rhythm against your ribcage.

Four years ago, if someone were to tell you there is someone who is going to free you from the gilded cage you were forced to call 'home', is going to share with you his name and is going to be the reason you will ponder the meaning of love, you would have given them a second of your time before walking away with a polite excuse.

One year before, if someone were to tell you there is someone who is going to free you from the gilded cage you were forced to call 'home', is going to share with you his name and is going to be the reason you will ponder the meaning of love, you would have huffed a quiet laugh. The first two have already come to pass (with too many lives lost and too many lives threatened) — yet the very last prediction? You would have considered it to be highly improbable, if not outright impossible.

Yet, now, if someone were to tell you the same three things, you think you wouldn't have shown much of a reaction. You would have simply turned to that 'someone' mentioned in the prediction, and gazed and gazed and gazed–

"I left the roll of parchment you bought for Mistress at the breakfast table, just as you asked, Master," Uraume's voice cuts your thoughts into half and you twist to catch them offer you both a very deep bow before hurrying out, to the left towards the kitchen, four baskets full of radishes in their arms.

You look back at your husband, only to find him seated stiffly on his throne, eyes landing anywhere but you. Stifling a giggle, you tilt your head to the side.

"Why do you act so embarrassed, my king?" you ask, stepping a timid step towards him, then another. Gleaming ruby eyes dart to your face then to your approaching feet. Something tingles through your veins. Climbing the stairs leading to him, you hum, smiling, "I don't think it's embarrassing – quite the opposite, in fact. To me, giving one's wife a thoughtful gift as that... it seems quite adorable to me."

"Be careful of your words, woman," the King of Curses growls, rising and taking a large menacing step in your direction; your smile grows intentionally too innocent, which does apparently nothing to quell his increasing fury: the precise outcome you've been wishing so fervently for.

He pulls you by the waist, flush to himself and lowers his lips close to yours, tantalizingly so. He smells very strongly of those bath salts you bought from a travelling merchant three moons back; faintly of blood and death, of the priest he diced last night after dinner — you wonder if you're worthy to be called a human, after finding the curse you have sworn yourself to forever, so terribly dear despite these.

Certainly not — but you reckon you're too far gone to care anyways, so you stop wondering such things – and lift yourself on your tiptoes to brush your lips with your husband's, then pull away a touch, words leaving your lips in a breathy whisper.

"What if I'm not careful with my words? What will you do then, hm? Will you devour me like the monster everyone says you are? Or, will you throw me away like everyone warns me you will one day– when you find someone prettier, smarter, better than me, huh?"

Two moments pass in pin-drop silence between the two of you.

Barking a noisy guffaw, Sukuna weaves his fingers through your hair, still damp from the bath you took a short time ago, and plants a deep kiss to your lips. Then parts his lips from yours, although a mere hair's breadth away, and grins, features teeming with that exotic species of malevolence you never saw yourself regarding to be charming.

Until your gaze met with his, one fated evening, that is.

Your nails dig crescents into the broad muscles of his shoulders.

Your lover's grin sharpens. "Let time tell the tale— yes, my queen?"

The next morning, you find a dozen or so heads waiting for you at the breakfast table, severed by a neat slice at the root of their neck– eyes and mouths which once looked down on your wedding with the King, frozen forever now in a scream of terror.

Forsaking the wonted theme of nature, you decide to pen a poem on scathing, soothing love, instead.

or... everyone: your husband is a despicable monster!!! you: uh-huh everyone: he might leave you for someone better!!! you: uh-huh everyone: you better not stay in this union anymore. you: nuh-nuh. i'm so gonna stay and love and fuck my hubby <3

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[physalian]

Exposition 2: Naming New Characters

This post is brought to you by one of the worst line deliveries in the history of Supernatural: Sam’s reveal of Ruby 2.0 in “Lazarus Rising”. Also a companion post to not playing The Pronoun Game.

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Introducing new characters to a scene and figuring out the precise moment to announce their name without sounding clunky can be very tricky. So let’s break it down into three scenarios:

Name is known by the narrator to be given in narration

Name is either known by the narrator, to be given in dialogue, or known by another character

Name is not known to anyone in the scene but the new character

Scenario 1: Name via narration

Personally I don’t have any problem whatsoever with: “This is character, they do X.” It’s quick, inoffensive, and doesn’t need to get convoluted and over complicated.

Now, if this is meant to be a reveal to the audience, you’ll have to play the Pronoun Game for a bit until you pull the trigger (so long as it is motivated and reflects back on the characters and isn’t just because the author is bad at suspense), but I’d recommend reworking the scene so your narrator discovers this information with the reader for the lowest risk of confusing your audience.

Generally I think if you introduce a new character into a scene via epithet, then in the next paragraph have the narrator use their name, I think the audience is smart enough to pick up on: “new entity has arrived on stage = unfamiliar name must belong to them” so you can even skip the exposition tag entirely.

The cook returned from the dining room, freshly traumatized by a wild Karen. Tyler took a breath, steadied themselves, and resumed their station.

Scenario 2: Name via other character, or dialogue

This is the aforementioned Supernatural blunder. There doesn’t appear to be a clip for this specific scene on YouTube so the moment in question:

Ruby: [Walks in through the back door] “Getting pretty slick there, Sam. Better all the time.” Sam: [Sighs, and contemplates all his life choices that led to this moment] “What the hell’s going on around here, Ruby?” [Pause for dramatic effect and damn-near looks into the camera]

Ruby’s “Sam” is delivered seamlessly and is flavored with some dry wit, in character for Ruby.

Sam, on the other hand, not only pauses before saying her name, but emphasizes her name in a completely unnatural way. I didn't do it justice here explaining how clunky this is, just trust me.

Nothing sounds or reads quite so juvenile like awkwardly tacking on a new character’s name to dialogue when no real person would talk like that. The line serves purely as exposition and it’s glaringly obvious and uncreative?

How to fix? As I said in my other exposition post: Make it motivated. Have the name reveal come with either inflection, tonality, or dual purpose so it’s not just exposition.

Meaning:

Have speaker be trying to get the person’s attention, and call their name

Have the speaker admonish the person, using their name

If this is a happy reunion, have the speaker excitedly exclaim the name

If this is a bad reunion, have the speaker mutter, growl, whisper, or grumble the name

If this is a surprise reunion, have them speak the name like a question

Have the speaker use a nickname the new character doesn’t like, prompting a correction to their real name

Have the speaker blank, prompting the new character to supply it, while offended that they forgot

Have the known character introduce the new character after a few exchanges that isolate the narrator, prompting an explanation a la “Sorry, this is X, they’ve been my friend for years.”

Scenario 3: Name via new character

Very similar to above with the same advice: Make it motivated and double as clueing us in on something either about the new character, or about the characters’ relationship with the scene, or how they see themselves, or how they expect this meeting to go.

If they’re bold, sassy, or snarky, they introduce themselves like they expect their audience to be impressed

Or, if they expect that name to already be known, and are surprised or irritated that they must introduce themselves

Straight up, have someone ask them who they are if they’re not supposed to be there

Or have someone ask them in a social faux pas, blurting out the question and then being embarrassed by doing so

Have the asker be rude, demanding an introduction where it might otherwise not be appropriate

Have them introduce themselves with uncertainty, if they’re shy or unsure about where they’re supposed to be

You get the idea? Whatever it be, make it be in character, and you’ll pull double-duty (as most exposition should) both naming your character and immediately establishing a relationship between your characters.

Scenario 4: When plot demands you must wait

Bonus! This happens when asking for a name would ruin the pacing and be wildly out of place in whatever’s happening (like mid-fight scene), or the narrator is unable to ask for plot reasons.

In which case, this still can pull double-duty by having your narrator come up with their own way of identifying the person: maybe they come up with a cute or insulting nickname, or a unique feature stands out that they’re jealous they don’t have, or there’s an identifiable piece of clothing or uniform to call them by their profession (works well for a group of distinct unknowns), or they’re acting in a suspicious fashion and can be labeled with a derogatory adjective.

At which point, narrator can either sleuth out their name themselves or it falls into one of the previous three scenarios.

Point being, once again, you are establishing a relationship between these two characters as soon as they’re on page together. Your exposition is pulling double-duty.

[minefield-of-a-ninja]

Blood Sugar Sex Magik

Pollen | Dreams | Fairytales | Zanna | and some things more nefarious.

Pollen

A Fight For Love & Glory - Winchesters x you (female)

Summary: You’re struck by sex pollen, so Sam and Dean agree to help you out.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, sex pollen, feelings of guilt, ass play, dirty talk, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 2K

Magic Sex & French Fries - Jo Harvelle x Ruby 2.0

Prompt: Great Big Lesbian prompt: SPN, Jo and Ruby II have to have sex to save the world. Or something. Sex pollen? I don’t care. 😘

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, sex pollen, fisting, confuzzled boys

Words: 1K

Bad Girls Underneath -  Ruby 2.0 x Dean Winchester x Jo Harvelle

Summary: Ruby and Jojo get hit by a sex curse again; this time, they need Dean’s help.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, magical-dick/male-gaze bullshit, probably too much commentary and emotional complication, why am I like this, I’m sorry, sometimes I can’t help myself, fisting, brief choking

Words: 2,600

Dreamy/dreams

Cactus - Dean Winchester x Meg Masters x Castiel

Summary: Post-battle, exhausted and wanting, Dean and Meg and Cas take care of each other.

Warnings/Tags: 18+ ONLY, dreamlike sex, a little choking, Dean’s always hungry

Words: 3,200

I’ll Keep Them Still - Dean Winchester x Jo Harvelle

Summary: Dean remembers promises and pictures in his mind. And he remembers her.

Warnings/tags: mature, songfic, angst, dream/afterlife sequences, purple prose, I’m sorry

Words: 1,100

Moving Furniture - Steve!Cas x Meg Masters 2.0

Summary: She’s been gone for a year – sacrificed herself to save Sam and her unicorn – but Cas still dreams about her.

Warnings/tags: non-explicit dream sex, fluff, shmoop, there’s a dog

Words: 2K

If You Don’t, Dear, Confess - Sam Winchester x Rowena Macleod

Prompt: Sam has dream about being seduced by Rowena in the bunker that gets interrupted/woken by Dean?

Warnings: mature

Words: 620

Fairytales

Hark and Hush - Purgatory Dean x wolf spirit in a female body

Summary: This is the story of how Dean Winchester hunted, became enamored with, and slew the ancient spirit of the Big Bad Wolf.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, stalking, blood, gore, rough sex, character death

Words: 2,200

More Nefarious *dubious consent

His Sword - Michael/Dean x female prostitute

Summary: Michael takes some time to remind Dean who’s in control.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, edge play, bondage, knife play, blood play, choking, rough sex, name-calling, character death

Words: 2,300

Supernova - MOC Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: Since Dean’s had the Mark and the Blade, he’s pulled away from you, afraid of hurting you. You miss him, and you’ve had it. One night you push him to the edge.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, bondage, blood play, biting, bruising, knifeplay, rough sex, dubcon/mindfuck

Words: 2,500

Zanna

Just My Imagination - Dean Winchester x female Zanna

Summary: After Mary leaves the boys a second time, Dean needs a reset, or to blow off some steam – something. He heads out on a snowy evening the night before Christmas and finds just the right thing.

Warnings/tags: mature, Hallmark channel fuckery

Words: 2,800

[spinningbuster98]

Honest opinion on every Sonic adaptation you know :)

Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog:Admittedly I've never flully watched (same goes for the other 90's shows). Not too interesting, has jack shit to do with the games, but I guess it's fairly entertaining

Sonic Satam: Again, never watched it but like a lot of people have said it's basically your typical 90's environmental cartoon with a dash of Sonic kinda sorta. I don't even want to critisize it too much for not being very Sonic-y since....honestly have you seen the kinds of cartoon video game adaptations that were coming out at those times? Captain N? Ruby Spears Megaman? Faithfulness to the source material just wasn't a thing back then so I don't wanna be too harsh on Satam for this. I also refuse to critisize it for the effects it's had on the fandom in the long run (y'know Archie, people wanting the Freedom Fighters in the games etc) mainly because I personally believe it's unfair to judge a product by the effect it's had years later, especially if it's due to the actions of later developers and or fans. By this logic then SA1 should be demonized as an absolute travesty, because without it many of the issues that would plague the games in the 2000's would not have existed and 06 especially would not have been a thing.

Sonic Underground: I know next to nothing about it except the premise is so stupid I kinda love it and the theme song....I actually kinda like it!

Sonic OVA: I understand why people love it, especially in comparison to the american adaptations...but personally it's almost as guilty as them for their lack of faithfulness (Knuckles being "Sonic's best friend"? Sonic being a bit of a dick to Tails? Whatever the fuck Eggman has for Sarah?), in fact I kinda hold it against the OVA a bit more, since it was made by Japanese developers, so the usual excuse of the american manuals being extremely simplified therefore not giving american writers enough material to work with (which I never even bought fully, because look at the differences between game and satam Eggman even at a glance c'mon) couldn't apply here. It does have my favourite version of Metal though, and the animation is great from what I remember.

Sonic X: I have some fond memories as it technically was my introduction to the series, but looking back it sorta introduced a good chunk of characterization issues that would plague the 2000's, mainly Amy. I don't even have much to say about Chris honestly.

Archie Sonic: Never read it fully but man was it a hilarious mess from all that I've seen. Though I gotta admit I really liked the character of Nicole and how the series evolved her past her Satam origins. If there's one character I kinda miss after Archie's cancellation that's her.

IDW: I don't read it since it's never grabbed my attention. I guess I agree with most of the criticisms thrown at it, though I don't necessarily have an issue with it basically being Archie 2.0 since it's pretty obvious that a big chunk of its reader base used to be from Archie. I mean think about it: if Sega were to can Sonic as a game series but then someone were to make a spiritual successor that is 100% identical to it (more so than the likes of Freedom Planet) except for names and characters we'd all jump ship and see it's being almost identical to its predecessor as a positive. IDW is basically aimed at former Archie fans and that's okay, though that doesn't exempt it from criticism. Other than that I don't have a whole lot to say, I find it to be pretty small potatoes when it comes to bad game adaptations.

Sonic Boom: Very random and unnecessary adaptation, never been too big on the redesigns and even the show's whole comedy shtick never gelled. Honestly from what little I remember Amy was kind of insufferable and Sticks wasn't much better. I do like some of the memes that have spawned from it (mainly the Knuckles approves meme).

Sonic Movie: Ehh... I wasn't big on the whole "Sonic gets isekaie'd" into our world premise since day 1 and that hasn't changed for me. My main issue is that Sonic....is not really Sonic to me. To me what makes Sonic as a character stand out is his carefree, adventurous attitude, his purity mixed with a bit of cockiness and occasional aggressiveness, and his independence. Movie Sonic has very little of these qualities, especially the last, as the whole "Snic is a little kid who wants a family" shtick just isn't Sonic to me. To me that's your typical kid character dressed in a Sonic suit. Even Pontaff Sonic, for as jokey as he was, still held those key qualities for me. And I just don't like Knuckles' whole "super honorable warrior" thing he's got going, can't even explain why, it just rubs me the wrong way I guess.

The humans are boring. Yeah yeah Tom and Maddie are this and that and they're better than other human char-listen: wanna know what's my problem with some human characters in the series? Human characters are inherently "normal", and "normal" is not what you wanna be in a series that's about anthropomorphic animals going on fun adventures. Eggman works because he's a character who was created to fit into this series. Guys like the president in SA2 or the Gun Commander were not. Unless they're background characters, or secondary, you wanna give your human characters some form of whimsy or quirky personality, or hell make them more action/adventure oriented, like an Indiana Jones type of character, otherwise all the screentime they have is gonna feel like a huge waste of space to me as I'll just want to go back to the fun animal characters.

Speaking of Eggman, while Carrey turns out a great performance since....he's Jim Carrey, I can't help but feel even his Eggman's a bit lacking. Yeah he' goofy and funny and all that, but a good part of what I like about game Eggman is how much of a manchild he is, and not just with his design and overall attitude: when things stop going his way he loses his shit, throws tantrums, stomps his feet. It's both a source of entertainment...but it's also what makes him dangerous because due to his childish personality he may just decide to launch a nuke at a city...with HIMSELF still in it just because he's that much of a sore loser! I don't get these vibes from jimbotnik, to me he seems a bit too calm and collected, and that, in turn, makes him less entertaining than he could be.

Maybe I should give the movies proper watches? Because i admit I haven't watched them fully, just tons of clips on YT, enough to cover the most important bits, so maybe I'm being unfair...but honestly even the humor of some of those scenes is just not up my alley, yeah Colors' humor is also very hit and miss and in many ways not appropriate to the series, but at least in that case I still have a game to enjoy that's separated from the humor.

Call my cynical but I'm convinced that, in a few years, people will start looking at these movies in a not so positive light, because once the hype about it being "the best game movie adaptations ever" dies down people will start analyzing them further....and I have this feeling they won't hold up.

[jayankles]

Bec's Kinktoberfest Masterlist

This is my completed masterlist of @becs-bunker Bec's Kinktoberfest Challenge, this was such a fun challenge, even if half of my things didn't even post when they were supposed to. But anyway, thank you again, I loved writing for a multitude of fandoms and thanks for giving me the opportunity to explore these different characters.

I Need More - Mutual Masturbation - Billy Russo x Reader

Protection on Vacation: Smut Drabble - Sneaking Around | Forbidden Love - Bodyguard!Dean x Princess!Reader

They’re Gone - Voyeurism | Exhibitionism - John Winchester x Reader

Blood and  Ice - Hot/Cold Play - Frank Castle x Reader

Teasing Texts - Sexting/Phone Sex - Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Piss Me Off - Angry or Hate Sex - Jake Peralta x Reader

Dad Joke Seduction - Comfort Sex - Scott Lang x Pregnant!Reader

Teach an Angel New Tricks - Dirty talk | Size Kink - Castiel x Reader

Folded Chair - In front of a mirror - Ruby 2.0 x Reader

The Little Princess and her King - Toys | Praise Kink -King!Brunhilde x Reader

Spelled Eyes: Part 2 /Spelled Eyes: Part 3 - Threesome/Moresome - Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Cas x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader

Hands to Himself - Sir Kink | Bed Sharing - T’Challa x Reader

Call Me Out - Public or Semi public sex - Sam Wilson x Reader

All for Show - Filming Themselves - Oscar “Spooky” Diaz x Reader

Little Peter - Caught Masturbating - Peter Parker x Reader

Dino Nuggets - Daddy Kink - Daddy!Jared x Momma!Reader

The Ladies Room - Casual Sex - Danneel Harris x Reader

Sweet Tasting Demon - Touch Deprivation | Somnophilia - Sam Winchester x Ruby 2.0

Lucy Gives Up - Oral Sex - Wanda Maximoff x Powered!Reader

Selfish Hearts - Make Up Sex - Diana Prince x Reader

Stupid Plans end in Exciting Lessons - Teasing - Thor Odinson x Reader

Don’t Waste Perfect Lingerie Sets - A/B/O | Lingerie - Anael x Reader

“It’s not illegal if you pay for it.” - Camp fire - Rough Sex | Camping - Hunter Hardon x Venus Ryder (Pornstar!Dean x Pornstar!Reader)

Make it Up To You - Shibari | Bondage - Regina Mills x Reader

Save Me, Supergirl - Roleplay - Kara Danvers x Reader

Only at Home - Orgasm Denial - Finn Balor (Fergal Devitt) x Reader x Seth Rollins (Colby Lopez)

So Close to your Reward - Spanking - Adrian Chase x Reader

Imperfectly Perfect - Body Worship | Nipple Play - Killian Jones x Reader

Don’t Drown while I’m Trying - Aftercare - Carol Danvers x Reader

I Can Last Longer - First to come loses - Henry Cavill x Poc!Reader (aesthetic)

Mommy, Daddy, and their Baby Girl - Dealer's Choice - Jared Padalecki x Reader x Genevieve Padalecki

[uhzuku]

Imagine Being An Ancient Demonic Entity And Watching Ruby, Your Mate, Die

Summary: They’d done it, they’d actually done it - but even this success came with a price.

Pairing: Ruby 2.0/Reader, Ruby 2.0/Demon!Reader

Warnings: f/f, character death, established relationship, Demon!Reader

Notes: This is a bit of a prequel to the Sam/Demon!Reader imagine set!

It all had happened so quickly - and you’d not seen it coming, even from your place on the ceiling of the chapel.

She’d actually been successful, and despite your silent worries and her own vocalized self doubt, you’d known she would be. Your girl was strong; she’d not birthed armies alongside you for nothing.

A genderless spectre with claws sharp as daggers and fangs that could slide through stone, you were an old being, older than almost any of the inhabitants of hell and twice as strong. The Princes had nothing on you, nor would they ever -

“I can’t believe it,” you hear her whisper, and you chuckle as the quivering whelp whimpers put his confusion and your girl tells her tale. You allow your former train of thought to dissipate without a care.

“-And it is written,” your love purrs, retelling the words you’d spouted to Lilith herself during an argument between the pair of you, “-that the first demon shall be the last seal - And you bust her open!” You watch the physically attractive lump of flesh as pure, unadulterated fear, panic, and realization set in amid your girl’s breathless laughter. “Now guess who's coming to dinner?”

You absentmindedly focus on the other lump, who was pounding at the door with what sounded like one of the large candelabras that you’d liked from outside.

“You don't even know how hard this was!” Your darling cries, sounding absolutely ecstatic, “All the demons out for my head - No one knew! I was the best of those sons of bitches! The most loyal! Not even Alastair knew! Only Lilith and Y/N!” She crows, laughing again at the sight of Sam Winchester’s horror. “Yeah, I'm sure you're a little angry right now, but, I mean, come on, Sam! Even you have to admit I'm - I'm awesome!”

“You bitch.” He whispers instead, “You lying bitch!”

You watch lazily as he thrusts his hands at her, trying to use his powers, but he drops, clutching his head instead. The young one was drained, he couldn’t hurt Ruby if he wanted to.

“Don't hurt yourself, Sammy. It's useless. You shot your payload on the boss.”

“The blood...” Sam gasps. “You poisoned me.”

Ruby kneels in front of him and you watch with unconcealed interest from her perch in the shadowy rafters; she did like him...

“No. It wasn't the blood. It was you... and your choices. I just gave you the options, and you chose the right path every time. You didn't need the feather to fly, you had it in you the whole time, Dumbo! I know it's hard to see it now... but this is a miracle. So long coming. Everything Azazel did, Y/N did, and Lilith did, just to get you here - And you were the only one who could do it.”

“Why? W-why me?”

“Because... because it had to be you, Sammy. It always had to be you. You saved us. You set him free. And he's gonna be grateful. He's gonna repay you in ways that you can't even imagine, both him and Y/N!”

“Who is Y/N?” Sam whispers, and you’re ready to slither down from your hideaway just so he can find out, but the other whelp finally breaks into the room and draws the knife you’d given your girl, who stands to confront him.

‘Smoke away!’ You telepathically hiss, but she’s too cocky, swallowed up by her pride and celebration.

“You're too late!”

“I don’t care,” the other growls, storming forward.

‘RUBY, LEAVE!’ You snarl mentally, reading the room, but she doesn’t listen - or she does but is unable to.

Your visibly nonexistent eyes, both sets of three, widen in horror as your mate is grabbed by the two humans upon being found out and a knife is driven up through her ribs before piercing her heart. An orange glow flickers through her body, and orange glow you’d seen after protecting her time and time again.

An unholy screech echoed up from your middle, shooting through your throat and reverberating through the room as the sound left your lips. Your long, claw like fingers bury themselves in the rotting wooden rafters, making bits and pieces rain down as you eye the ever growing bloodstain on your girl’s empty shell. The two humans clap their hands over their ears, eardrums aching and about to burst. They’re lucky that you yourself don’t currently have a solid form or they’d be gone.

“What the hell is that?!” Sam cries, and his brother lets out a sound of distress while trying to say that he didn’t know before you instead hear the one who’d driven the knife into Ruby’s body shout that they needed to leave - and they did - but it was too late; your creator was coming, and you’d be by his side throughout it all. Without your former mate, you had no reason to crawl back into your hidden home island - you needed a new mate, and you would have one, whether they were willing in the beginning or not.

The Winchesters would learn not to mess with aeon old demonic forces.

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[dontshootmespence]

The Woman I Know

Summary: Ruby still can’t get Sam to embrace his true powers, but you know just the trick.

Pairing: Ruby 2.0 x Reader

Word Count: 740

Warnings: Tribbing, biting, scratching.

A/N: For those of you 18 and over! This fulfills my @spnkinkbingo square for tribbing.

The second she walked in the door you knew why she was pissed. “Still?”

“Yea!” She fell back into the bed, luscious brown locks fluffing up around the face you’d come to love over your years in the pit together. “I don’t know why I can’t get him to embrace it!”

Rolling over, you nipped at her chin and tilted her lips toward yours. “You’ll get there, Ruby,” you whispered against her skin as your hand slipped under the hem of her tank top. “He’s strong-willed. But you’re stronger. And you’re playing the long con. Every time you meet up you get a little bit closer.” You knew she was screwing him too, but it was all to get the job done, so you didn’t care – you knew where her loyalties lay.

She turned into you and began nipping at your pulse point, knowing exactly how to get you how she wanted you, writhing and sweaty. “I know. I’m just so close. And you know how impatient I am.”

“You?” You laughed, moving on top of her. “Not the woman I know.”

“Shut up.” Her lips grazed the underside of your chin, frustration falling away in waves.

You sat up and pulled her with you, your legs straddling either side of her thighs. The mattress creaked underneath you as you peeled each other’s clothes away, revealing flushed skin. “You’ll get there. And once Lucifer’s free, we’ll be together. Just you and me serving our Master. You’ll always be known as the one he helped set him free from his cage. And I’ll be banging her.”

Ruby chuckled against you and licked into your mouth as her fingers grazed up your sides, skin quivering beneath her touch. “Stand up,” she commanded, eyes dark with lust. “I need those jeans off you.”

She shimmed the skin-tight denim down your thighs and helped you step out of them before burying herself into your lace-covered cunt. “I need you, Y/N. Need to taste you. Need you to come on my tongue.”

You whimpered as she dropped to her knees and pushed the material aside. “No one will ever taste like you,” she breathed. She spread your folds with two fingers and flicked her tongue over your clit, the low rumble of her growl making you tremble over her waiting mouth.

When you ground down onto her lips, she reached behind you and steadied your body against her mouth, so she could make you come undone with a practiced combination of lips and tongue and teeth.

“I’m gonna come, Ruby.”

She only buried her face further into you and moaned as you came.  When she pulled away, her lips and chin glistened with your arousal.

You pulled her up and tasted yourself on her mouth, pushing her back onto the bed and hastily removing her jeans and panties. Groaning, you dipped your head quickly to taste the evidence of her own arousal before climbing over her and grinding your cunt against her thigh.

Ruby pushed herself out from under you and pulled your dripping sex toward her own. “Ride me, baby.”

The creaking of the bed underneath you, the rustling of the leaves outside your door, the benign conversations of the other hotel patrons in neighboring rooms all fell to the wayside as your pussy rubbed against hers. You mewled when she pulled you closer, her fingers digging into the supple flesh of your ass. “Ruby, oh fuck.”

Bending down, you took a puckered nipple into your mouth, grazing your teeth against the peak and biting down. She always loved it when you made her scream. Come all over my pussy, baby,” Ruby moaned. “I want you trembling. I wanna know it was me that caused it.”

“It’s always you, Ruby,” you breathed. You grabbed her hands and held them above her head, scratching at her skin, her pulse quickening under your touch. As you grinded yourself against her with a ferocity that barely touched the time you’d been apart, you begged her to come, shake underneath you and take you with her. A moan ripped through you and you started to shake, sweat-slick skin sliding against her heated body, your hands cupping her perfect breasts. You bit down on her lip and pinched her nipple, laughing when she bucked up against you. “That’s my girl.”

“Oh, baby, I’ve missed you,” she said, biting down on your bottom lip. “Nothing gets me going like you.”

[saxxxology]

Big thanks to @67-chevy-baby for becoming a $10 Patreon AND coming up with a pretty steamy drabble idea!

[herstarburststories]

1541 Celebration Masterlist!

This was the first celebration that I've ever hosted, so I want to thank everyone who participated or sent a signal boost. A special thanks to my followers. As Jensen said to Jared: I wouldn't be here without you. Okay, time to read the marvelous stories you guys came up with! ♡

Stranger - part one by @superbadassnatural! 

Summary: After a disastrous date, Y/N decides to drown her sorrows in a bar a few blocks down the road. Luckily, she meets a stranger that manages to talk some sense into her.

Homeward Bound by @chevyharvelle! 

Summary: the fight is over, and now Dean can finally follow his heart- back to you.

What’s Left Of Me by @jawritter! 

Summary: Who know one little woman could have turned his whole world upside down? He had done so good alone for so long. Then here you come along, and ruin everything.

It killed you just the same by @baconcheeseburger! 

Summary: Dean runs into a shapeshifter while he is out grabbing some food. The shifter changes his apparence and changes into you. Dean manages to capture and kill it, but at what cost?

There’ll Be Peace by @ladyofmaidensandwine! 

Summary: The world is ending, and on their potential last night on Earth, Dean and the reader find closure.

The One Where Love Hurts by @msmarvelouswinchester! 

Summary - The reader used to date Dean but then he broke her heart and Sam was there to help her get her back on her feet and along the way they fell in love and at your best friend’s wedding, Sam finally takes a step forward.

This is me trying… by @holylulusworld! 

Summary: A break-up always leaves you with an open wound…

illicit by @negans-lucille-tblr! 

Summary: Illicit - adjective - forbidden by law, rules, or custom.

And that’s the thing about illicit affairs, and clandestine meetings and longing stares - It’s born from just one single glance, but it dies, and it dies, and it dies a million little times.

What Could Still Be by @deansmyapplepie! 

Summary: Several years after the reader has left Dean, she is filled with regret as her best friend informs her that she cheater herself out of happiness. As fate would have it, though, Dean walks into that very bar.

Denim and Demon Blood by @cajunquandary! 

Summary: When Dean fails to back up the Reader on a hunt, she almost pays the price.

Hoax by @blue-lion1! 

Summary: Michael!Dean x reader

WE DON’T BELONG HERE by @deanmonandnegansbitch!

Summary: Anael x Ruby!2.0

[minefield-of-a-ninja]

Not Your Mother's Dean Winchester

He's a Knight of Hell, he bears the Mark of Cain, he's a little darker than we're used to, or he's being controlled by an archangel.

Brimstone - Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: He’s exactly what she wants.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother's Dean Winchester

Words: 450

Discord and Rhyme - Knight of Hell/Demon Dean x female reader

Summary: He’s on the prowl.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, rough anal sex, crying during sex, blood during sex, there’s a lot of purple prose and excessive descriptions of taste and smell here, sexual coercion, dirty talk

Words: 1,750

Ennui - Knight of Hell/Demon Dean x unnamed female character

Anonymous Prompt: “I really want demon dean stalking someone but I don’t know how to do that with consent? But guh just the thought of him.

Tags/warnings: 18+ only; this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester; stalking; exhibitionism; voyeurism; dirty talk; horny on aisle 3; fuck it, we ball

Words: 2,400

Fall Away Into - Dean Winchester x Ruby 2.0 x female reader (voyeur Sam Winchester)

Prompt: “Dean x reader x Ruby 2.0 with Sam watching from the corner.”

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother's Dean Winchester, drug-induced sex, OOC Dean, mff spit roast, use of the word bitch during sex, rough sex, hate sex, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 530

Hark and Hush - Purgatory Dean x wolf spirit in a female body

Summary: This is the story of how Dean Winchester hunted, became enamored with, and slew the ancient spirit of the Big Bad Wolf.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, stalking, blood, gore, rough sex, character death

Words: 2,200

His Sword - Michael/Dean x female prostitute

Summary: Michael takes some time to remind Dean who’s in control.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother's Dean Winchester, edge play, bondage, knife play, blood play, choking, rough sex, name-calling, character death

Words: 2,300

Just One More Peaceful Day - MOC Dean Winchester x female reader

Prompt: angsty Dean with the line “I can still remember just the way you taste” from the song “It’s been a while” by Staind

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, blood play, knife play, mentions of addiction

Words: 710

Leaving Heaven - Dean Winchester x Taziana Smith (OFC)

Summary: Tazi is a bounty hunter of mostly human things. She isn’t firmly seated in the supernatural world, but she’s familiar enough that she’s recruited by an old friend of John Winchester’s to capture and deliver a brief acquaintance of her own.

Characters: MOC/Knight of Hell/Demon Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Crowley, Lee Webb, original characters

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, brief dub-con, mentions of the foster system, references to past rape, commiserating over childhood trauma, threats of sexual violence

Words: 16,500 IN PROGRESS

Nihilism - Knight of Hell/Demon Dean x female reader

Prompt: Can you tell me about the morning after going several rounds with Dean he rolls over in bed and adjusts the covers, causing you to forget your shift to be his good girl a couple more times?

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother's Dean Winchester, name-calling, rough sex, nihilistic themes, Knight of Hell Dean, fantasies of being fucked to death? Idk it’s one of mine, might as well be yours, you’re female AFAB in this scenario

Words: 800

Pretty Reckless - MOC Dean Winchester x pre-slayer Faith Lehane

Summary: AU where s10 Dean stumbles upon another hunter so much like himself. When their connection grows inexplicably stronger, they find an answer they never thought existed.

Characters: Dean Winchester, Faith Lehane, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Crowley, Cain

Warnings/tags: 18+, this is not your mother's Dean Winchester, rough sex, prostate massage, magical bond

Words: 15K

Rules Are Rules - MOC Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: Dean hasn’t been himself lately. The Mark has seen to that.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother's Dean Winchester, hand around the throat, rough sex, squirting

Words: 2,410

Run Me Like A River - AU Dean Winchester x AU Jessica Jones

Summary: AU wherein Jessica Jones is super-powered by gov’t experiments to create elite soldiers, the Winchesters are military officers in humanity’s War Against Evil, and they have all gone AWOL from their assigned roles. Dean and Jess embark on a relationship that ends abruptly and explosively until Dean calls her for help on a very personal case.

Characters: Jessica Jones, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Arthur Ketch, Malcolm is Jess’s cat 

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, major character death, unhealthy relationship dynamics, bondage, rough sex, anal sex, ptsd

Words: 14K

Shattered Like A Stone - Knight of Hell/Demon Dean Winchester x original female character

Summary: The Mark is demanding, and the demon in Dean can’t deny it any more than he can deny her; it just might get everything it wants tonight.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, rough sex, bondage, multiple object insertion, suicidal ideation, darkfic, self-destruction, bloody sex, sadism and masochism, anal sex, Jameson as lube, spit as lube, face fucking, Daddy as title, misogynist language, choking, strangulation, assisted suicide

Words: 6,800

Supernova - MOC Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: Since Dean’s had the Mark and the Blade, he’s pulled away from you, afraid of hurting you. You miss him, and you’ve had it. One night you push him to the edge.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother's Dean Winchester, bondage, blood play, biting, bruising, knifeplay, rough sex, dubcon/mindfuck

Words: 2,500

[supernatural---imagines]

Girlfriend- Part 9: Family

Series summary: Sam’s suspicious behaviour has you and Dean curious enough to follow him, to find out he is meeting with a Demon in secret leaves you both in shock. Based on S4 demon blood story line with a darker ending.

Pairings: Dean x Reader, Sam x Ruby, Sam x Reader (Platonic)

Chapter summary: Your final chance to bring Sam home. Everything seems to be going well but nothing is easy for this family. Lots of reader x Sam platonic fluff and some Dean x Reader smut (between * if you want to avoid!).

MASTERLIST

“DEAN!” You yelled as desperation filled your body at the thought of your better half being in danger. You squirmed on your bale and looked at Sam with anguish.

“I’ll check it out." Sam spoke, just how he used to when you heard a scream on a case back in the day. He was flicking back and forward from this monster to your best friend and it was messing with your head more than you’d like.

"Sammy, please, if there's any part of you in there that is still human, still my best friend and still his brother.. you’ll un-cuff me." You begged. Your body wept but there was no tears left in you to cry, your eyes pleaded with Sam. You watched as he turned away from you and the last piece of hope you had left in the man crumbled as he walked through the doorway and left you cuffed. It had only been a few seconds, but there was still no sound, which was worrying. 

You hauled yourself up off the bale and with your hands still pinned behind your back you jogged as fast as you could through the door way. It simply led to an extension of the hayloft and there was some old small farm equipment up there. Some horse harnesses, shovels, but the floor space wouldn’t allow for anything larger, it couldn't have been wider than three feet. Your eyes caught Sam who was peering over the ledge, jaw slack. You rushed to him and followed his line of sight which landed upon the 15 foot drop beneath your feet and your boyfriend and the demon both laying on the hard barn floor unconscious.

“Dean!!” You yelled his name hoping your voice would waken him, but not even a groan, he was out cold. You observed his body top to bottom,  you couldn’t see any bullet wound. The gunshot hadn’t hit him.

“Sam help him!” You demanded. Sam’s eyes flicked between you and the two lifeless bodies on the floor below a couple of times, before he sighed and began to climb over the side of the ledge. He lowered his body down and dangled before dropping, the height of him almost halving the drop, the demon blood probably keeping him safe regardless. He put his arms up for you, implying that he would catch you if you jumped. You were caught off guard, maybe your speech before had gotten to him, or maybe it was all part of the plan to trust him, or maybe even he’d have you jump and not catch you at all. But Dean was laying on the cold, hard ground still not conscious and he needed you.

You got down on your knees and shimmied over to the edge, Sam waved his hands encouraging you to hurry up. You lay on your stomach and began to slip your body over the edge, trying to inch your way over as slow as possible to prepare yourself mentally for the drop. You moved along a centimetre more and caught yourself off guard as you had knocked your balance off and you were about to drop, you panicked in the last second and tried to scramble back up.

“It’s OK. I’ll catch you. I would never let you fall.” Sam said in the softest tone, taking you right back to a year ago when everything was normal. Those were the exact words he had said to you on a poltergeist case that you both worked in New York. An apartment building was showing signs of a haunting and you both went to check it out. You had broken in to an apartment to check for any emf  when the owner came home pissed with a shotgun. You and Sam clambered down the fire escape but it came to an end suddenly and you had to jump down to the ground floor. Those were the words that put the trust in you that no matter what happened to you, Sam would always catch you. It was a moment you knew you had something real with the brothers, that you belonged and you were all a team.. a family. 

You closed your eyes, your mind a mess of emotion and not knowing what to think anymore. You took a deep breath in and launched your body off the edge, landing into Sam’s arms with a huge sigh of relief. He set you down gently and held the joint of your cuffs, with a squeeze he snapped them, leaving your hands free to move with a single cuff around each. The shock of his incredible strength didn’t have time to impact you as you ran to your boyfriend and dropped to your knees, patting his chest and calling his name. Sam rushed to Ruby, but as soon as he landed at her side his eyes were still fixated on his brother. He realised pretty quickly that Ruby was no longer in her meatsuit, and he stood up and towered over your shoulder as you tried to wake Dean up. 

“Y/N?” Dean opened one eye while slowly starting to sit up, you guided him up slowly and pulled him into your arms. He dropped his weight on to your shoulder and gripped you tight. You pulled him back up to look at him and his lips landed on yours. 

“What the hell happened?” You asked as you broke away. 

“That bitch tried to kill me. We fought, we fell, she hit me on the head and the last thing I saw before the lights went out was her smoking out.” Dean explained. You stood up and helped Dean up, keeping your hand securely in his as you stood side by side. The brothers looked at each other, the tension in the air was thick. 

“So you gonna drain me, baby brother?” Dean asked cocking his head to the side. He asked the question with confidence but he was so afraid of the answer. Sam stared back, his faced winced as he thought which gave you the opportunity to try and reason once more Sam. 

“You said you’d never let me fall Sam, and you never did. You caught me every time. How can you not see how far you have fallen? You wont let us catch you. Ruby is only pushing you down farther Sam, please believe me. And let me catch you for once.” You took a step closer to him, Dean’s hand still holding yours tightly. You reached your free hand out to him and searched into his eyes. They softened, a layer of tears glazing over them indicating that there was still human in there, and he did want to come home. 

“Be my brother again. I need you” Dean followed your tactics and his words sunk Sam, the tears finally escaping his eyes as he began to walk towards you both, his hand reaching to yours as a wave of relief rushed over you. Dean beamed from ear to ear as his brother finally gave in. Your moment was interrupted as black smoke trailed through the barn and landed in the limp body of Ruby. Her eyes flicked black as she came to and she stood up, rushing to Sam who stepped back and took his hand away sharply. 

“We have 5 minutes, I smoked out, got us a body to drain.. two if you count the one I rode over here. They’re in the car, lets go! These assholes are too much trouble.” She tugged on Sam’s arm leading him to the exit. 

“Don’t” He pulled back slightly, but he was unsure. You nodded your head at him for assurance. Ruby’s face turned and she snapped round to you and Dean. She raised her hand up to you, ready to harm you. You braced yourself for the impact when instead she began to choke. 

“Stop it now, Sam!” She yelled, holding her throat. Sam had his hand raised at her and his face was sad as he concentrated is energy on his lover. 

“I knew I shouldn’t have left you alone with them!” She spat out between coughs. Sam’s performance slowed as he looked at her, hurt and confusion over his face. 

“Sam, don’t do this. They’re manipulating you. They don’t care about you.” She caught her breath as his torture briefly halted.

“We have always cared about you. I’m your flesh and blood, I’d die for you. Don’t listen to her” Dean’s voice cracked. He thought he had Sam back, but he was now realising that he could be snatched away again just as quickly. 

“I don’t know what to do.” Sam cried, he looked at you both trying to scramble his brain for a decision but comping up empty repeatedly.

“Do you remember the day I met you both?” You asked Sam.

“What?” He asked confused.

“Do you?” You repeated yourself. 

“Um.. yeah.” He sighed.  

“Your brother was hitting on me the whole time” You smiled fondly remembering the old days as Dean squeezed your hand. “And you were telling him, hey don’t scare this one away please.” Sam fondly scoffed at the memory. “But that night, do you remember what you told me?” 

“I don’t remember..” He spoke shyly, almost upset that he couldn’t recall. 

“You told me how he looked after you, and what kind of man he was.” You reminded him. 

“I remember.. I told you that I knew I could trust you because Dean said I could, and he was never wrong about that” He recalled. “I also told you to give him a chance because he might act like a flirty jackass but he’s the best man I know.” 

Ruby’s face was reclaimed by desperation as she saw herself losing Sam in front of her eyes. “They’re lying to you!” She screamed from her spot where Sam had her stuck. 

“Shut up!” He yelled, finally making his decision. He raised his hand and closed his eyes. They flicked black as he focused all his strength on her, her body freezing up and as her eyes began to bleed and her smoke came pouring out of her body. Dean looked away, refusing to see his brother with black eyes. Ruby dropped lifeless to the floor and Sam pushed his breath out, before looking back to you and Dean for instruction on what to do next. 

“Let’s go home.” You smiled. 

- 

“Let’s get you inside, boy.” Bobby grumbled with a smile as he led Sam into his house after a brief reunion. He brought him to the panic room to detox, and Sam didn’t protest, he knew what he had to do to be part of the family again. 

You went upstairs to Bobby’s spare room and landed on the bed with a beam from ear to ear. The crook of your elbow covered your eyes as you basked in the win of today, the win you never thought was coming. Dean slipped into the room quietly, admired you laying on the bed with your shirt slightly tugged up revealing part of your stomach. You moved your arm to look at him. His expression matched yours as he kicked off his boots and dived on top of you. You busted into laughter as the bed dipped and creaked with his weight and he rolled you over so your body was on top of his. He kissed the top of your nose delicately before you rested your head on him as he held you securely. 

“I can never, ever explain to you what you’ve done today. You brought him home” Dean cuddled you tightly as he spoke, his stubbly jaw resting against your hair as you were pressed tightly to his chest. 

“We both did” 

“No, Y/N. You did.” He placed a kiss to your head and you smiled into him. “And I’m not doing anything now, and I don’t know when I will. I don’t gotta ring or anything. But I just want you to know that I want to spend my life with you, you’ll be a Winchester one day.” 

Your heart began to pound in your chest, and your eyes welled up, for the first time in a long time from happiness. You looked up to your boyfriend, his gorgeous smile lighting up his face and consuming his eyes like it used to.

“You mean that?” You breathed. He pressed his lips to yours answering you without words. His feelings transcended through his body to yours as he began to run his hands over you and show you how he really feels. 

* 

The passion in his movements as he rolled on top of you began to heat up. He softly stroked your face with his hand as his lips sunk onto yours, tongues exploring each other. He grinded onto you, you could already feel his hardness through his jeans. Your hand wandered down to between his legs and caressed his boner through the denim. He moaned into your mouth and with a smile you broke the kiss and rolled him off you. 

You slid down his body and began to unbuckle his jeans. His dick bulged out and you licked your lips, seeing the pre-cum already dripping through his grey boxers. You looked into his eyes with a smirk and tugged them down, licking your hand before you began to stroke his cock gently. He rested his head back on the pillow as you began to kiss his tip, swirling your tongue around his head and mopping up the dripping pre-cum. You took him in your mouth and began to work up and down his length. As you sucked he grabbed a fist full of your hair, guiding you along just how he liked. He began to pump his hips into your mouth reaching your throat, provoking a gag from you. 

“Y/N...” he groaned your name in please as you took back control, working your hand at the base at the same time as you sucked him off. Your other hand traced up his leg and found his balls, gently caressing them as he started to squirm, begging to reach his orgasm. 

“I’m gonna-” He pushed your head down once more at his desired pace as you pushed him over the edge, his cum filling your mouth. You swallowed it down and regained your breath before crawling back up to the top of the bed to be beside him once more. 

* 

“Thank you, baby” he pressed a kiss to your forehead and pulled you back into his chest. He kicked his jeans off from around his ankles and tugged his boxers back up, then drew the covers over you both and squeezing you tight. 

“I love you so damn much” he whispered.

 - 

“DEAN! Y/N!” Bobby busted into the bedroom in the morning before the sun had risen. 

“Jesus, Bobby” Dean screwed up his face as he sat up in bed, looking at the panicked man in the door way. 

“It’s Sam. He’s gone.”

[wlw-imagines-blog]

Meeting and eventually Dating Ruby Would include:

Meeting her after almost being killed by another demon.

You had been walking home at night, trying to get home as fast as possible, when you were stopped by a creepy dude.

His eyes seemed to change to black, and you recoiled.

He grabbed you and tried to drag you away, knife in hand, but you still struggled. After managing to kick him right in the groin, you sprinted in the other direction as fast as possible.

Not looking where you were going, you slammed straight into a dark haired woman, wearing a leather jacket and surprised look.

She looked behind you and saw the man running towards the two of you. Without any hesitation, she pushed you behind her and pulled out a knife and stabbed him in the neck.

What looked like electricity sparked beneath the man’s skin before he crumpled to the ground, dead.

“Wh-what the hell is going on?”

She had sighed before answering. “That was a demon.”

You were beyond scared and confused, but she took a sliver of compassion and brought you home safely before explaining the supernatural lore about demons.

She was very tough and dismissive about everything, but one look from your terrified face switch something in her charred soul.

You, trying not to cry: “He was a demon? and he wanted to kill me?”

Ruby, suddenly protective: “Don’t worry, he’s never going to bother you again.

You, wiping your eyes: “Okay.”

Ruby, trying not to catch feelings: “oh, fuck.”

After that, she kept showing up on your doorstep or at your favorite cafes and grocery stores. Not to be creepy, but just to check up on you.

“Hey, Y/n, how are you doing?”

“... I’m good, Ruby. Why are you here, exactly?”

“Just checking in on you. I wanted to make sure no one was trying to stab you. Again.”

Honestly, never trusting her, just because she’s a demon and what not, but after a while, you grow this endearing affection for her. When she isn’t around, you miss her, and when she’s close you feel all giddy.

You finally kiss her after inviting her in one night.

That kicks off your relationship with her. One that can be tumultuous at times, especially when she drops off the face of the earth for what feels like months sometimes. 

You find a lot of comfort in being around Ruby, she makes you feel safe, despite the supernatural world always knocking at your door. 

Ruby can be rather brisk and tough at times. She isn’t one for sweet romance, but you melt away from ice in her.

You help her find wonder in small things like sunsets and company, things that she hadn’t thought about since she was human. 

You love to sneak up on her and wrap your arms around her middle, placing kisses on her neck. She always ducked her head and pretended not to be smiling.

Getting her to laugh genuinely is almost impossible, but you learnt how ticklish she is, and use that against her whenever you can.

She loves to just lay in bed with you and hold you tightly in her arms until the sun comes up.

Even though you love Ruby, you feel deep pain when you see her eyes flash black, or when she recounts horrific tales of her past to you. How could she talk about it with almost no feeling?

Whenever Ruby has a particularly bad day, you sidle up next to her with two glasses of wine and a smile.

“Today was terrible”

“Tell me about it.”

Nothing could change the way you felt about each other, not the angels or the demons.

You often wondered whether or not you were changing her.

The sex was awesome, to say the least.

It was usually rough and passionate, but you were both focused on making each other feel good and comfortable. 

She loved when you ran your hands through her hair and kissed her hard, almost to the point of bruising.

There was no doubt you loved each other, no matter what anyone said about it.

[queen-of-deans-booty]

they scare you- ruby

“Wanna see something cool?” Ruby asked, taking a seat next to you on the couch. Today has been a mellow day, and you were looking forward to doing nothing with the love of your life.

“Sure,” you shrugged, pausing the TV. She shoved her phone in your hand before pressing play on the video she already had loaded. “What is this?”

“Just a video I thought was cool. I don’t normally like commercials, but this one was funny.”

The video started off with a car driving in the countryside. Calm music started playing, and you had a hard time figuring out why Ruby liked this commercial so much. This car kept driving for about 10 more seconds, and you were just about to turn away from it when an ugly zombie-looking woman popped on the screen and screamed as loud as she could.

Screaming along with her, you jumped in your seat which caused Ruby to laugh hard. There was no commercial, this was all a prank since she loved pulling them. It was all part of her demon nature.

“I fucking hate you,” you pouted, going back to your jump scare-free tv show.

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[orangelemonsstuff]

✿ MASTERLIST ✿

TWST

AU'S

Cottagecore!Yuu x Dark Fae Malleus

Pets are similar to their masters. (silver bullet au by @jackplushie )

Welcome Home (silver bullet au)

MafiaGoon!Sebek x Reader (silver bullet au)

First Customers Ace And Deuce x Reader (silver bullet au)

Omori Au!Heartslabyul

Runaway Noble Au! Prologue

Runaway Noble Au! Chapter 1

Mirror (F!Yuu and M!Yuu)

Mirror 2.0 (F!Yuu and M!Yuu pt.2)

Moonlight Au (Ruggie x Reader)

Rose Ruby (Moonlight Au Riddle x Reader)

Delinquent!Deuce x Reader (Modern Au)

Lets Play Again (Child Reader & Child Malleus)

Where We Used To Play (Sequence to Let's Play Again)

DDLC but TWST (Leona, Azul, Malleus but mostly Malleus)

Wounded (Mafia!Leona x Bartender!Reader)

Canon Characters x Reader

Yan!Fem!Vil x Male Reader

The Swan and The Crocodile (Sebek x GN!Reader)

Glitchcore (Idia x Ai Fem!Reader)

Unforgettable Picnic (Silver x GN!Reader)

Lovesick Obsession (Yan!Riddle x Obsessed Reader)

Life From Back Then (Leona x My MC/Yuu)

Flirty!Yuu flirting with Malleus

Goodnight Argument (Jack x GN!Reader)

Flowers for your date (Florist!Reader x Sebek)

Filipino Yuu teaching Malleus Filipino words (Yuu x Malleus)

Weirdo (Gothic Malleus x Punk Skater Yuu)

Harana (Lilia x Filipino!Reader)

Yuu that has a summoning key

Ace of Hearts (Ace being a simp for you)

Comfortable (Silver x Reader)

Multiple Characters x Reader

Reader/Mc harana'ing Twst Boys: Dorm Leaders Part 1

OC x Reader

Romeo and Cinderella (OC x Reader)

Scenarios or Prompts

Filipino!Yuu swearing scenarios pt.1

Flipino!Yuu swearing scenarios pt.2

Filipino!Yuu swearing scenarios pt.3

Incorrect Quotes that pops in my head pt.1

Incorrect Quotes that pops in my head pt.2

Incorrect Quotes that pops in my head pt.3 (god what are we doing here)

Obey Me

Character x Reader

When You Come Undone (Solomon x MC/Reader)

AU's

Frankenstein's Monster!MC and Lucifer short scenario

Frankenstein's Monster!MC Headcanons

CatBite (Frankenstein!MC x Satan)

Frankenstein's Monster!MC and Demon Brothers: How they found out MC is a Monster Pt.1

Mystic Messenger

MC sandwich (F!MC and M!MC x 707)

Degrees Of Lewdity

Bad Ending Concept

Kid (Bailey is the baby daddy of pc)

Arcana Twilight

I'll sacrifice myself to save everyone x I'll sacrifice everyone to save you (MC/Reader x Sirius)

More Fandoms to go...( ꈍᴗꈍ)

[blacksiren]

Kinda Hot

Summary: When you accidentally bump into your brothers at a strip club, you didn’t expect to be able to enjoy yourself with their presence. You also did not expect to end up going home with your favourite act. 

Words: 4.7k

Pairing: Stripper!Ruby x Sister!Reader

Warnings: (probably very terrible) f/f smut, mild alcohol mentions, my inability to obey the rules making this not entirely au

A/N: so i decided to take part in @teamfreewill-imagine​’s birthday celebrations and spat something up randomly... it’s ruby so not many people will read it but it’s also not specified which ruby (i think i managed to refrain from hair and eye colour) so you can have all the fun you want with it. hope it’s ok, idk i kinda miss writing and this was really fun. oh, and i apologise for the pathetic attempt at writing smut...

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It was a Saturday night, you had just finished up a hunt with your brothers, and you were sat in your usual booth at the back of your favourite club, Cherry Pie. You liked to stay away from the men goggle-eyed and drooling in front of the stage so you always grabbed a booth at the back near the far side of the bar. You were in a good enough position to see the movement of performers on stage but far enough into the darkness that no one could make out that you were a young female, in a strip club, alone. You'd just ordered your second drink when your eye caught sight of a man's head clearly visible a couple of inches over the top of everyone else. Your heart caught in your throat as you immediately realised who it was - you'd recognise that mop of hair anywhere - Sam was here and Dean was undoubtedly with him. You pressed your back against the booth seat as much as you could in attempts to hide from the two men walking towards the bar; praying that the bartender furthest from you would become free so they could order their drinks from him and move on. Each step they took closer to your end of the bar had your heart racing with the fear of knowing that your brothers were about to find their baby sister sitting alone in a female strip club. You quickly downed your drink and stood up from your seat. You hung your head as you pushed through the crowd making a beeline for the exit, using your thick hair in an effort cover the side of you face. Your attempt at hiding amongst people didn't stop you from being spotted, however, as you heard Dean's voice from a few feet away. "Hey, that looks like- Oh shit," he finished as you turned your head on instinct, looking back at them with a sheepish smile. You wiggled your fingers in a subtle wave as you could feel your face heat up with a blush and your heart pound in your chest. You walked over to the bar and let them meet you there; all of you stood in silence for a moment, unsure how to approach the situation you had found yourselves in. Sam cleared his throat, "So, uh, this is not quite what we imagined when you said you wanted to spend some time alone at a bar." "Yeah, about that... I'm sorry I lied to you guys. I just didn't think you'd want to imagine me in a place like this." "Jesus, Y/N, please don't tell me you work here," Dean spoke up, clearly not being able to bite his tongue any longer. "God, no," you assured him, and you saw relief flash in his eyes, "I could never take my clothes off in front of a crowd like this." "'Like this' being... men?" Dean asked. "'Like this' being creepy men. And my brothers," you added. "But, we've seen you go home with guys, we've seen you make out with guys in bars, you've had boyfriends, we've-" "Bisexuals are real, Sam," you cut your waffling brother off. "You're bi?" Sam asked. "Yes. I mean, I think so. Yeah," you could feel your blush deepen and you were grateful for the dark lighting in the room that kept your cheeks from betraying your embarrassment. "That's... OK," Sam said, looking between you and Dean, who had become unusually quiet after your admittance. "I'm sorry I never said anything," you started, your eyes locked on Dean's face, anticipating his reaction, "I just, I couldn't find the right time and I didn't want to have a 'coming out' story, God knows we go through enough drama in one day for one of those. I didn't mean to keep this from you guys, it just never came up. But, for what it's worth, I'm glad y'all know now. I really hated keeping part of my life from you both." Neither of them knew what to say, you weren't expecting an outburst of rage, you knew your brothers well enough to know that neither of them would have a problem with your sexuality. But with your life, being hunters, you had no secrets from one another, and this was quite a big one to have harboured from them. You didn't want them to wonder what else you hadn't told them, anything else you might have lied through omission about. "Please, one of you say something," you murmured, looking down at your feet to avoid what you thought were disapproving eyes. Instead of speaking, Dean put his arms around your shoulders and pulled you towards him, hugging you. He placed a kiss to the top of your head and whispered in your ear. "I'm proud of you." You pulled back and looked up at him, a confused frown pulling at your brows. "What are you proud of?" you asked naively. "I'm proud of you for telling us. Like this," he motioned to the bar and the crowds of people around you, "I'm sure that being outed at a female strip club isn't exactly how you wanted to tell your brothers that you liked girls." You let out a small laugh, nodding in understanding. "I really did want to tell you," you assured them both, "Like I said, it just never came up in conversation and I wasn't sure if it was for real until a few years ago." "You don't have to worry about it," Dean said, his arm pulling you protectively to his side once more. "So, shall we grab a drink?" Sam spoke up.

"You guys seriously want me to stay and crash boys night?"

Dean huffed, "Well, technically we crashed your girls night so..."

"Good point," you laughed, "Let's make the best out of this awkward encounter. The headline stripper tonight is my favourite and I would have hated to miss out on her."

"I guess we're gonna have to get used to you talking like this," Dean smiled.

"I guess so," you replied as Sam busied himself ordering drinks for you all.

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You all sat together at a table in the centre of the room; closer towards the stage than you had ever sat on your own. You expected to feel weird watching girls strip whilst sitting next to your brothers, but instead, you felt safer than you ever had in there before.

You leant forward in your chair as you heard the familiar introductory music to your favourite act, resting your forearms on the table. On the last Saturday of every month, Cherry Pie had a ‘Devils and Demons’ night and their headline act knew how to sinfully move her body in a way that got all the clients hot under the collar, yourself included.

As the lighting in the room switched from a purple wash to a bright red glow, the atmosphere instantly changed. Men started whistling and cheering as a pole was erected in the centre of the stage. The lights blacked out and then came back up, illuminating the girl who had quickly appeared on stage during the blackout.

Over the tannoy you heard her act introduced: Gentlemen, and any ladies we have joining us tonight, please put your hands together and go crazy for Black Cherry!

You barely heard the announcement as your eyes roamed over Black Cherry’s body and outfit. She was wearing a black lace bodysuit tucked into black leather hot pants, and black thigh high boots. The plunged neckline of the bodysuit was lined with red gemstones that picked up the light and reflected the rays. Over the top of her outfit, she wore a sheer red cover-up that you knew from experience didn't stay on for the entire performance.

As she stood with her legs apart and her hands on her hips, her closed eyes opened and from where you were sitting you could just make out that contact lenses had been used to make her eyes completely black- no iris or white to be seen. You'd never been close enough to notice before and, in that moment, you forgot that you were sat with your brothers. You let out an involuntary expletive which caused Dean to chuckle and look at you.

“We can leave if you'd rather watch this alone?” he teased.

“Shut up so I can see better,” you retorted, not even looking at him.

Sam chuckled at the two of you and you smirked knowing that all three Winchester kids were enjoying this as much as each other. And it hadn't even started yet.

“The black contact lenses are scary good,” you whispered to Dean, unable to tear your gaze away from the eyes of the girl on stage.

“I know, right? Someone's done their demon research,” he whispered back.

As if she could hear what you were saying, Black Cherry snapped her gaze to your table. You felt your heart rate increase as she winked a coal-black eye in your direction and Dean nudged you in the side with his elbow.

You suddenly recognised the music that had started playing after the introductory beat. Cherry Pie by Warrant was filling the room and you huffed a laugh.

Meta, you thought.

Finally the act begun; Black Cherry started dancing and moving her body sensually, her hips rolling and her hands roaming her own body. She reached for the hem of her cover-up and teased its removal. The crowd started whooping but she changed tactic and dropped it back down, turning around and leaning forward to grab the pole causing her ass to gain the attention of everyone in the room.

Dollar bills started flying on stage, everyone enjoying the taunting tone to the performance.

The first verse begun playing and Black Cherry’s hips were swinging along to the lyrics, her hands going to the bottom of her cover-up again and finally removing it. Her body moved continuously as the bodysuit and hotpants combo was revealed in its full glory.

You chanced a look at your brothers, spontaneously remembering their company, and you were grateful that both of them were glued to the stage, seemingly unphased by your presence.

You returned your attention back to the dancer who had turned to face the audience again. You mouthed along to the song- I scream, you scream, we all scream for her- being cut off as your breath caught in your throat when Black Cherry’s eyes stared straight at you.

You glanced behind you to make sure she wasn't looking at someone over your head and you found that she was, in fact, singling you out over a room full of eager men.

You assumed she was just using you as a grounding source of comfort, a female face that she hoped would make her feel less like she was stripping for money.

That theory went out the window as she locked her eyes with yours; popping the button on her hotpants and unzipping the fly. She slid them down the curve of her ass, wiggling her hips to emphasise her actions.

You could feel a few people staring at you now, following the dancer’s gaze to where you were sat, and your cheeks went crimson. You said a silent thanks to the red lighting that meant your blush would be indistinguishable.

The hotpants were pushed all the way down to Black Cherry’s ankles and, instead of stepping out of them normally, she put her hands above her head on the pole behind her and lifted her knees up, the hotpants now looped over her left ankle.

With her legs still drawn up, Black Cherry placed her left hand above her right on the pole and hung sideways. She did a full swing round the pole and as she finished her 360° spin she extended her left leg, flinging the hotpants into the crowd.

You smiled at the playfulness of the gesture whilst simultaneously admiring the core strength required to hang sideways on a pole. It's one of the reasons that this club and act was your favourite; you appreciated the effort it took to swing your body around on a pole whilst trying to look sexy in front of an audience.

Black Cherry continued her performance on the pole; flipping, spinning, climbing, gyrating, and undeniably working the crowd with her unbelievable abdominal strength and upper body muscles.

Throughout the performance you were acutely aware of the glances that were made your way from Black Cherry.

It soon became clear that Dean and Sam had also picked up on the tension that hung in the air between you and the stage. Dean kept looking at you and laughing whilst Sam’s leg reached under the table to kick you a few times, causing you to glare at them both for ruining your moments.

The performance ended with Black Cherry sliding all the way down the pole to land at the bottom in the splits, hands behind her back still on the pole. Her eyes met yours for once more that night and she smirked a one-sided sly smile.

You stood with the rest of the room to applaud; your arms above your head with a new-found, alcohol-induced confidence.

Money was thrown onto the stage and the dancer gathered up as much as she could, leaving her clothes on the floor by the pole.

But didn't miss the way her eyes quickly roamed your body one last time before she exited.

You you didn't miss how her gaze momentarily focused on where your crop top had risen up to expose your bare waist.

You didn't miss her follow your movements as you brushed your hair off your shoulder and threw your head back, laughing with your brothers.

You all made your way out to the parking lot, laughing a little too much about the happenings of the night and relishing in your now secretless lives.

As you reached the car, you were grateful that Dean had stayed on soft drinks so that you didn't have to catch a cab back to the bunker.

You were approaching the Impala, calling shotgun and running past Sam to the passenger door, when you heard a voice coming from behind you.

“Excuse me?”

All three of you turned around and saw Black Cherry leaving a side door to the club, a duffel bag slung over her shoulder.

You looked at her, taking in how beautiful she was up close. Her contact lenses had been removed and you saw the depth in her natural eyes. Her hair was soft and silky, falling down her back with a ‘just brushed’ look of perfection. Her makeup looked untouched despite the amount she must have perspired on stage under all those lights, not to mention doing a full pole fitness workout in stiletto boots.

You weren't sure what she wanted so you stood where you were, glancing at your brothers with panic as they started making their way back towards the car, leaving you alone to chat with the dancer who had previously left you speechless.

“Dean!” you hissed, “Sam!”

Dean leant in to you on his way past and whispered, “Trust me, it's not us she wants to talk to.”

You returned your attention to the gorgeous woman making her way closer to you. Being suddenly hit with a wave of confidence.

“Quite the outfit change,” you nodded at her skinny jeans and baggy, oversized t-shirt with the name of the club written in small letters on the breast pocket.

She just shrugged with one shoulder as she stopped in front of you and gave you a once over.

There was a weird silence that you couldn't quite place; it wasn't awkward but it certainly wasn't comfortable either.

She finally spoke up again, “So… those guys you were with. Boyfriends? Sugar daddies? Pimps?”

“Brothers,” you corrected, noticing the small frown of confusion that she gave, “It's a long story.”

“No, I get it. Nothing like a family trip to a strip club.”

“Right,” you laughed.

“Listen, how would you feel about getting a drink with me?”

You glanced back towards the Impala.

“If you got a curfew, I get it.”

“No. I do what I want.”

She smirked at your defensive tone.

“Well, my car’s over there,” she motioned to a jet black 1969 Chevrolet Camaro with a red racing stripe along the side panel.

“Kinda hot,” you remarked instinctively, impressed with her choice of vehicle.

She smirked again. That fucking smirk.

“I'll be waiting in it if you decide to join me.”

And with that, she sauntered off in the direction of her muscle car.

You watched after her for a bit, biting your lip in contemplation. Then you turned and jogged to the passenger side of the Impala.

“I'll be home later,” you said to the boys, earning you a questioning look of concern, “It's ok. I know how to look after myself.”

“Go get ‘er, kiddo,” Dean teased, looking at you from across the car.

You crouched to look in the wing mirror, fluffing up your hair and wiping under your eyes.

“You look beautiful,” Sam assured you, smiling up at you.

You kissed his cheek and leant in to pat Dean’s shoulder fondly.

“Stay safe! Make good choices!” Dean shouted after you.

You shook your head, laughing. As you made your way over to the car you became suddenly aware that you only knew this girl by her stripper name.

Hopefully by the end of the night that would have changed.

Ruby. That was her real name.

She had taken you to a bar a good drive from the strip club, explaining to you that she didn't like to go out too close to where she worked for fear of being recognised or followed.

You had reminded her, just for the record, that she technically followed you out of the club and so you were personally off the hook as far as being a creepy stalker was concerned.

She just laughed, tucking her hair behind her ear as it fell into her face.

You were a couple of drinks in, topping up your alcohol content for the night and enjoying the company you had found yourself in.

“So, why ‘Black Cherry’?” you finally asked, genuinely curious.

Ruby frowned at you.

“Like, how did you choose to be called Black Cherry?” you clarified.

“You figured my stripper name would be my first pet and mother’s maiden name?”

“No!” you laughed, “Just wondering.”

Ruby took a contemplative sip of her drink before putting it down and shifting to face you.

She pushed her loose hair behind her ear again.

“I used to work under ‘Cherry Pie’ before I moved to Lebanon. The place I used to work at was called ‘All Kindsa Pie’ and we all had fruity names,” she smiled when she noticed you holding back a laugh.

“When I moved down here, they asked me if I already had a name I was used to working with. I explained that it wasn't really possible for me to use it since my name was the actual name of the club. They let me drop the ‘Pie’ and just stick with ‘Cherry’ for a bit but then, when I got promoted to headline act, they assigned me ‘Black Cherry’. I guess it sounds more exotic.”

You nodded, “I like it.”

Ruby just laughed, unsure. Reaching to tuck her hair behind her ear one more time.

“No, I'm serious. It's kinda hot,” you assured her.

You both smiled, finishing your drinks in turn.

“Kitty Wilde,” Ruby murmured spontaneously.

“What?”

“My stripper name. I had a cat called Kitty and my mother’s maiden name is Wilde. I'd have been Kitty Wilde.”

You laughed properly, unable to control yourself.

“I know!” Ruby groaned, shaking her head, “It's the worst!”

Her hair fell into her face again and, before she could react, you leant across to tuck it behind her ear.

Your fingers brushed the side of her face as you did so and you brought your hand away, cupping her neck and running your thumb along her jaw.

Without thinking, you brought your other hand up so that you were holding her neck in both palms.

You looked into her eyes; neither of you had addressed the tension back at the strip club and you weren't entirely sure you had read it right.

What if she just wanted to be friends? What if there was no spark between you, just a response to the alcohol? What if you were wrong?

Before you had a chance to pull back, Ruby leant in and pressed her lips to yours.

Her lips were soft, full, and you couldn't remember the last time you had felt so content kissing someone.

You closed your eyes as you revelled in the serenity of the moment.

Everything around you seemed to stop and quieten, the only thing you could focus on was Ruby’s tongue pressing at your lips as you tried to keep the kiss chaste.

You pulled back, biting your bottom lip, your eyes still closed.

You felt a hand hold your face and a thumb swipe over your cheekbone.

You opened your eyes, looking at Ruby to see the same expression you wore mirrored in her own face.

“Wanna get out of here?” she whispered.

You nodded and both of you got up to leave the bar.

Ruby's home was a couple of blocks away from the bar and you took a taxi; Ruby explaining that she would come back to collect her car in the morning.

The second you stepped through the door to her apartment, she pushed you back against the door, kissing you in fervor.

You leant your head back as she kissed her way down your jaw, neck, and collarbone; stopping to suck the blood to the surface.

“Stop,” you groaned, attempting to get her to kiss your mouth.

She got the message, licking into your mouth and tasting you.

She led you towards her bedroom, her hands on your face and her lips still locked with yours, as you placed your own hands on her hips for balance.

This was easily the hottest thing you'd ever done.

Ruby broke away from the kiss and you groaned, leaning against the wall in her bedroom.

She slowly removed her top, holding it at the hem and lifting it over her head.

You smiled knowingly.

Ruby popped the button on her jeans, unzipping the fly and mimicking her movements from the club earlier. She pushed the jeans over her ass and turned away from you.

You frowned before she bent down and pushed the jeans all the way to the floor, removing them and giving you a glorious view.

You moaned involuntarily and she shot you a wink over her shoulder before returning her attention to you.

You ran your hands through her hair, smiling against Ruby’s lips as her fingers went to the button on your jeans.

She looked at you for confirmation and you answered her by pushing her back gently and removing them yourself.

You took advantage of the break and decided to remove your top also; leaving both of you standing in your underwear and yourself fighting back the pang of self-consciousness.

“Fuck,” Ruby whispered; springing towards you after freezing for a moment, her hands going to your waist and her lips locking with yours again.

You both stumbled in the direction of the bed, not breaking away from the kiss until the back of your knees hit the foot of the bed.

Ruby pushed you back and you fell onto the bed, shuffling up it so that your head was resting on one of the pillows.

She crawled over you, her forearms bracketing your shoulders as she bowed her head to kiss you. Her hair fell into your face and you pushed it back, holding the sides of her face in your palms and deepening the kiss.

Ruby kissed her way down your body; placing her lips along your collarbone, down your chest, your abdomen, and along your hips, slowly getting closer to your core.

Her fingers dipped into the waistline of your panties and you held your breath, watching as she removed them and dropped them down beside the bed.

Her eyes met yours and she placed open mouthed kisses up your thigh, keeping eye contact with you the whole time.

You threw your head back into the pillows as Ruby’s tongue circled your clit once before she pulled away.

“Tease,” you breathed, lifting your head up to glare at her.

“Damn straight,” she agreed, and you huffed at her honesty.

She resumed her position between your legs, smirking at your annoyance, and bringing her hands down to part your thighs.

Your hips squirmed in anticipation and Ruby placed her forearm over your stomach, holding you in place possessively.

She began kissing the inside of your right leg again, stopping when she got to your hip and skipping over your centre to work her way down your left leg.

She moved back up you, kissing your lips as one of her fingers entered you. Your gasp was swallowed in the kiss as your body reacted to the stimulation and clenched around her.

“Shit,” you murmured against Ruby’s lips, “Oh my God.”

“Baby, we’re barely barely getting started,” she retorted, nipping at your lip lightly.

“More,” you begged, as your body craved more of Ruby inside you.

She added another finger, her thumb reaching to rub at your clit and cause you more pleasure.

Your hips bucked, trying to grind down on Ruby’s fingers. Your senses were in override and your breaths were coming out in short, sharp pants as you got closer to climax.

A third finger entered you and your back arched off the bed, urging Ruby deeper inside of you.

You pushed your head back into the pillows, your mouth open in a breathy moan, your body getting closer and closer to coming.

Ruby abruptly removed her fingers from you before you could reach your climax.

“What the fu-?”

Your question was cut off as Ruby replaced her fingers with her tongue, licking into you with passion.

Your legs trembled and you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge as she ate you out like no one ever had before.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you panted, grabbing a fistful of the bedsheets beside you, desperate to ground yourself.

Ruby’s lips circled your clit and she sucked lightly, just for moment, before placing her tongue flat against you and licking a stripe up your core.

It was all too much and your body writhed with the over-stimulating pleasure.

Ruby’s tongue continued its assault on you and, as you reached your orgasm, you involuntarily whispered, “Christo.”

As you did so, her eyes- which had been watching you squirm and writhe under her touch- flickered. They became pitch black, just like they had been at the club, then, with a single blink, they returned to normal.

Before you could react, you were coming with a cry of her name, throwing your head back into the pillows.

Your arm was thrown over your face as you attempted to get your breathing under control. Your chest was heaving, your legs trembling, and your head spinning from what you'd just seen.

As you came down from your high, and your thoughts became logical, you turned your head to look at Ruby who had moved to lay on her side next to you, propped up by her elbow.  

“I guess we should talk,” she said, anticipating your reaction.

You don't know why you did what you did but something told you Ruby was different and you didn't feel threatened by her.

“I guess so,” you agreed, “But first…”

You trailed off, moving closer to Ruby and kissing her; tasting yourself on her tongue but not caring.

Ruby was unresponsive at first but as you licked into her mouth again she responded, allowing you to roll her onto her back and hold yourself over her.

“Y/N, wait,” she tried to say between kisses.

“So, you're a demon,” you offered, shrugging a shoulder casually.

She looked at you, biting her lip.

You leaned in, your forehead pressed to hers as you mumbled against her lips, “Kinda hot if you ask me.”

[minefield-of-a-ninja]

All fics are 18+ ONLY unless otherwise noted

SERIES

*at least three parts or chapters

And Then There Were Three - Winchester brothers x original female character

Summary: Natalie and Dean are in a “not serious” relationship until one night, she and Sam take a step that will change things forever.

Warnings/tags: 18+ONLY, rough sex, squirting, anal sex, butt plug, bondage, dirty talk, orgasm control, double penetration, polyamory, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 13,500

I Won’t Let You Fall Apart - Sam Winchester x female reader

Summary: If Sam could fix himself, he would. But he can save her… even if it means saving her from himself.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, angst, sexting, dirty talk, Dom Sam Winchester, bondage, hand around the throat and over the mouth and nose

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The Kinda Girl You Like - Winchester brothers x original female character

Summary: After Sam reveals to Sofie his sub that he likes to watch, she decides that they should act on it. Then he tells her what exactly it is that he likes to watch…

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, sub-sharing, bondage, rimming, the jockey is my favorite sex position, dirty talk, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 6,500

Unopened At Your Feet - AU Sam Winchester x female reader, AU Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: This is the story of how I broke my own heart.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, AU, love triangle, weed-smoking, canon-compliant date-rape/roofie (Becky)

Words: In Progress

Where Is My Shiny Gun? -  Dean Winchester x Donna Hanscum (voyeur Sam Winchester)

Summary: canon divergent - Sam finds himself in a quandary when he realizes he has feelings for Donna by way of the obvious mutual attraction between her and Dean.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, Sam is kinky, Dean is adorable, so is Donna, Dean likes to give Donna massages, Sam directing while masturbating, brief spanking + breast slapping, brief knife play - no blood, W*ncest adjacent

Word Count: 7,800

ONE-SHOTS

*one and done, usually 2k or more

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Summary: You’re struck by sex pollen, so Sam and Dean agree to help you out.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, sex pollen, feelings of guilt, ass play, dirty talk, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 2K

Get Down, Make Love - Winchester brothers x original female character

Summary: Steph decides to cut loose and push the envelope with her favorite fellow hunters.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, hot tubbing, drunk sex (consensual), dirty talk, mfm spitroast, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 3188

Smokestack Lighting - Sam Winchester x Rowena Macleod

Summary: It’s been a long time coming, and the dam finally breaks.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, height difference, sex magic

Words: 2,200

Wait Till My Brother Gets Home - Winchester brothers x female reader

Summary: She wants to lose control.

Warnings/tags: 18+ Only, rough sex, hair pulling, mfm spit roast, bruising and chafing during sex, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 2,450

FLASHFIC

*random ideas, prompts, challenges, usually less than 1k

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Summary: Sam decides to take some time for himself.

Warnings: none

Words: 830

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Summary: Absence of feeling.

Characters: if I told you, I’d be lying.

Warnings: angst, dark descriptions, allusions to sex?

Words: 300

Because You’re Worth It - Sam Winchester x Rowena Macleodd

Prompt: Sam Winchester ends up with his hair cut shorter than it has ever been.

Warnings: crack-ish, mature, fluff, Dean being insensitive about Sam’s glorious mane, Rowena saving the day

Words: 790

Breaking In The Muted Sky - Sam Winchester x female reader

Prompt: Sam. Overlapping scars tell interesting stories for those able to read them.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, knife play, blood during sex

Words: 830

Carrion - Ruby 2.0 x Sam Winchester

Summary: While Sam sleeps, Ruby plays.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, dark contemplation, somnophilia

Words: 340

Caught - Sam Winchester x female reader

Prompt: Officer Winchester x reader, handcuffs

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, dub-con, handcuffs, police baton, double penetration, a little more Harlequin than Minefield

Words: 1K

Celibacy, Interrupted - Jody Mills x Sam Winchester

SPN Kink Bingo Square Filled: Facials

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, blow job, sam has no refractory period bc this is fic

Word Count: 570

Done Waiting - Sam Winchester x female reader

Prompt: Sam decides it’s time to get the reader’s attention.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, dirty talk, dominance

Words: 830

Fall Away Into - Dean Winchester x Ruby 2.0 x female reader (voyeur Sam Winchester)

Prompt: “Dean x reader x Ruby 2.0 with Sam watching from the corner.”

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY drug-induced sex, OOC Dean, mff spit roast, use of the word bitch during sex, rough sex, hate sex, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 530

First Thing’s First - Sam Winchester x female reader

Prompt: I’d like some Sub Sam.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, Sam fucking Winchester on his knees, shirtless and barefoot, masturbating until he isn’t, and then he is again

Words: 790

Foxholes - Annie Hawkins x Bobby Singer/Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

Summary: Annie recalls time spent with each man and what their facial hair told her about them.

Warnings: mature language and references to sexual activity

Words: 340

If You Don’t, Dear, Confess - Sam Winchester x Rowena Macleod

Prompt: Sam has dream about being seduced by Rowena in the bunker that gets interrupted/woken by Dean?

Warnings: mature

Words: 620

Let The Melody Shine - Sam Winchester x male reader

Summary: Dom Sam has decided to buy a gift for himself and his newest friend.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, shibari mentioned, blindfold, edging, anal vibe

Words: 360

Lifting the Veil - Choose Your Own Winchester

Summary: You’ve been missing something of paramount importance - until now.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, infidelity, squirting

Words: 1230

Meanwhile… - Sam Winchester x Jody Mills

Prompt: I don’t even remember your rules, but listen Sam and Jody hooked up while Dean was banging the porn star.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY

Words: 500

The Prerogative To Have A Little Fun - Donna Hanscum x Jody Mills x Winchester brothers (kinda)

Prompt: Donna’s visiting Jody for the weekend and the boys swing by on their way home from a hunt. Dean mows the lawn, Sam fixes a leaky shower head, Dean makes dinner, and they both do the dishes. Meanwhile, the ladies sit back and enjoy the domestic display.

Warnings/tags: mature, men doing manly things, inspired by Shania Twain’s song “Man! I Feel Like A Woman”, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 950

Rigid Rapidly Rotating Disks - Sam Wesson x female character

Summary: Ms. Remington needs her hard drive adjusted.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, object insertion

Words: 960

Watch Me - Sam Winchester x female reader

Summary: You’re stuck in the bunker with an injury, so your thoughtful boyfriend Sam leaves you something to help you pass the time.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, masturbation, video, talking while masturbating

Words: 1K

Woman In White - Sam Winchester x female reader

Prompt: Sam’s been staying up, often falling asleep in front of his laptop, and you’ve had enough. Time to get his attention and get some of that loving he’s also been neglecting to give you.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, Dean eating pizza like a pig and giving seduction advice to Sam’s girlfriend, innocence kink, I don’t know what else

Words: 1K

You Know Better, Babe - Sam Winchester x gender neutral character

Summary: “Don’t let me in with with no intention to keep me. Jesus Christ, don’t be kind to me. Honey, don’t feed me; I will come back.”

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, implied nefarious intentions, boyking Sam

Words: 680

You Want It, You’re Wanted - Sam Winchester x Gabriel

Summary: Mutual gratification is the name of the game.

Warnings: mature, Wartenberg wheel, tiny bit of blood

Words: 320