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Need $ for Christmas. Selling Supernatural Merch, all new never used! pictures at the bottom of post :)

I have several items for sale, all are brand new never used. Buyer pays shipping. US Only. Please PM me if interested

***💚Entire Lot Bundle Deal $275💚***

*B*tch Pin $15

*Jerk Pin $15

*Idjit Pin $15

**ss Burt Pin $15

*Ninja Turtle Mini Button $5

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* Supernatural season 1 coin charm $16

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* Supernatural Monsters and Demons coloring book $15

*Angel wing necklace $10

*SPN Pie tote $10

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In the Library (NSFW)

Pairing: Sam x Reader, Sam x Reader x Dean

Words: 1,140

Summary: Sam and Y/N are having some fun in the library when Dean gets home.

Warnings: Cis woman Reader, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up, y'all), oral sex (male receiving), threesome, no Wincest

Written for a Patron request

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Sam’s hands are huge where they curl around and dig into the backs of your thighs. His grip is firm, supporting your weight and keeping things slow as you sink down on his cock. The surface of the library table is hard under your knees. You’re going to have to wipe Sam’s butt print off it later but you really can’t mind. Not when your ass finally meets his thighs, his cock as deep inside of you as can be in this position. His chest is pressed tight against your own and you can feel his abs flex with the effort to keep himself sitting upright. Sam’s breath is hot against the curve of your throat where you know you’ll have an impressive bruise in the morning.

“Good girl,” Sam praises. His hands shift up to your waist, holding you in place. “Pretty girl.”

Your cheeks burn, pleasure zinging through your body at his words. Something about the way they roll off his tongue melts you every time. That little hint of a Southern accent he picked up somewhere along the way. The low rumble of the words from deep in his chest, darkened by arousal and something dangerous that you know you’ll never get enough of.

“Gonna lay back,” Sam continues.

You nod and Sam shifts to lean back on his elbows and then flat on his back. His eyes are dark where they stay locked on yours. His grip on your waist loosens, the signal you’ve been waiting for.

You lean forward, bracing yourself against Sam’s chest. You rise up slowly and feel every inch of his cock as you do. When you sink down again, you can’t help the moan that falls from your lips. He always fills you so perfectly. Thick and long, so much longer than any man you’d been with before you met the Winchesters.

Sam’s hands on your waist help to steady you as you find a regular pace. His eyes trace over your body. The jiggle of your breasts with each bounce, the softness of your belly, the flex of your thighs. All things that you might have felt self-conscious about in the past but now, Sam’s hungry gaze just makes your cunt throb around his cock.

“Fucking gorgeous.”

The words are a growl and you shiver in response, your rhythm faltering for a second. Sam chuckles and gives an encouraging roll of his hips. You whine in response.

“C’mon, sweetheart. Use my cock. Make yourself cum.”

That won’t be an issue. Arousal is already building in your pelvis. His cock curves just so and the angle has it rubbing against that spot inside that drives you crazy. Your breath is picking up from the exertion and the pleasure combined.

When one of Sam’s hands slips down to rub his thumb just above your clit, that’s all it takes. Your body stiffens, your fingernails dig into his chest, and pleasure rocks through you. Your thighs clench tight on either side of Sam’s hips in a mirror of your internal muscles around his cock.

Sam works you through it, murmuring praise the whole time. You slump forward and he catches you, propping you up while you catch your breath.

“Such a good girl,” he’s saying. “I gotcha. Deep breaths.”

Your body is a little shaky with the aftershocks of your orgasm but the slow burn of arousal hasn’t died, just backed off a bit. Once you’ve steadied yourself, you’ll definitely be ready to go again. Before you can do that, though, a voice from behind you has you almost scrambling off of Sam in surprise.

“Now that’s a sight I wouldn’t mind coming home to more often.”

Sam’s hands hold you in place, tight on your hips. Your head snaps around and Dean chuckles from where he’s leaned against the concrete arch that marks the boundary between the crow’s nest and the library. Even from here, you can see the hungry appreciation in his gaze and the bulge in his jeans.

“She’s amazing, isn’t she?” Sam says. His thumbs stroke the point of your hip bones as you relax again.

“That’s an understatement.”

Dean pushes himself off the wall and makes his way across the library to stand beside the table. Once he’s close enough, he reaches out to curl one hand around the back of your neck and pull you in for a kiss. It’s softer than you expected but no less toe-curling. You moan helplessly against his lips, bringing one hand up to cup his cheek.

“Yeah, that’s our girl,” Dean purrs. His pupils are already blown wide with arousal. “Gonna make Sammy cum? Make him fill that pretty pussy up?”

The hand not on your neck is creeping up the inside of your thigh to settle on your pelvis. You bite back a whine and Dean laughs, low and dangerous.

“That’s what I thought. I’m gonna get to enjoy sloppy seconds today, huh?”

“Fuck,” Sam groans, grinding his hips up against you. This time you can stop your whine and both men make answering sounds of pleasure.

Dean’s hand shifts to cup your jaw and his thumb slides over your lower lip. You let your lips part, let his thumb press just inside before he pulls away.

“I gotta get that mouth on my cock,” he says.

The words are accompanied by the jingle of his belt buckle. Before Dean can suggest it, Sam’s guiding you up and off of his cock.

“Lay down,” Sam orders and you obey easily.

He positions you with your head tipped over the side of the table, your legs spread wide for him to fit between. The new setup puts your mouth at the perfect level for Dean’s cock once he frees it from his jeans. He strokes it a few times, taking in the sight of you as Sam sinks his own erection into your pussy once more. You moan, letting your mouth open wide and Dean seizes the opportunity.

Dean’s cock is almost an inch shorter than Sam’s but he makes up for that with a fat head and thick shaft that stretches your jaw in a strangely satisfying way. You’ve never been a big fan of giving blowjobs but the clean, salty taste of Dean’s skin on your tongue is starting to win you over. He keeps his thrusts shallow and when you bring your hands up to press against his thighs just above where he’s pushed his boxers down his thighs, he lets you set the pace and depth.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, one hand supporting the back of your head and the other stroking along your throat, your collarbone, to the curve of one breast. On cue, Sam’s mouth finds your other breast. You moan and Dean echoes the sound when it vibrates through his cock. “Our good girl.”

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SUPERNATURAL 1x02 / THE WINCHESTERS 1x13

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Jesus Christ woman. Your way with words! Poetry & filth. It’s so beautiful and so debauched! Love this and you!

Summary: She's finally met the man of her dreams.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x female reader

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, Dom/sub undertones, consent is sexy (almost like it's a kink), light Bondage, light Spanking (bc me), light name-calling, Rimming, Blow Job, cum marking, showering (obvi, it's me), light threat of choking (I mean... again, me), happily ever after (you're welcome)

Words: 2,500

Author's note: Thank you @brrose-apothecary for always having my back, for being the world’s best pre-reader and focus-puller, and for being my friend.

P.S. @negans-lucille-tblr said my titles are always poetic. I can't take credit for about 90% of the fic titles I've used through the years, though! This one in particular is ripped from Strict Machine by Goldfrapp. Enjoy!

Rain, shot with moonlight, bathes the floor-to-ceiling windows like quicksilver.

He dips in to kiss her — his mouth, a multi-faceted instrument to her downfall. He wraps his hands around her bare shoulders to put her where he wants her, her back to the cool glass, and she gasps.

They’re eighteen stories high, overlooking the soaked-to-the-bone, bustling crowds below, untouchable.

Every once in a while, she’ll find someone to scratch that itch, but the itch always comes back. Sometimes she finds a man who can make her wet before she’s even within his reach. But then the spark dies too soon, or he’s too rough or too gentle, or all bark and no bite (the worst), or...

When she saw him, broad shoulders and smile, easy confidence in every word from his pretty lips and in every sway of his strong hips — she looked closer. Underneath the warmth and humor was a twinkling edge of danger.

She craved the heft and strength of his body. His teasing tone and shining eyes confirmed that he knows his worth (and hers), that he knows what he wants, and he takes it.

“Is this what you want?” he murmurs against her temple as he drags his knuckles down between her breasts.

She nods and pushes her fingers into his silky hair to pull him in for a kiss.

He grunts and slides one heavy boot between her delicate heeled feet, knocking her off-kilter, then buries his fingers in her hair, blocking her attempt to get her lips on his.

“Words, princess.”

He wraps his fingers and thumb around her throat, resting the heel of his palm against her collarbone. Just as she feels the pressure in her chest, his lips curve with a smirk.

“Yes or no?”

She has to catch her breath to answer.

“Yes,” she sighs.

And he moves.

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She’s face down, cheek pressed against the cool sheets, and her wrists are bound at the small of her back.

He’s arched over her, propping her ass up for his access and steadily thrusting two fingers inside her from behind, watching her spine twist and muscles ripple under her smooth skin.

“Talk to me.” His voice floats on the air and settles over her like sun-warmed cotton from the clothesline. “You like my fingers fuckin’ your slick pussy?”

She nods and squirms as the wide pads of his fingertips repeatedly swipe over that spot.

He tsks and pulls his fingers from inside her to lay a quick, wet smack to the fleshy curve of her hip. “Answer with words.”

“Yes,” she gasps.

He grins and pushes his fingers back inside her. Her ass is plump and he can’t resist squeezing and smacking it with his free hand to see his fingerprints on her bronze flesh. He does it again and again until she’s whining and shamelessly fucking herself on his hand.

“I’m gonna come.”

He chuckles. “So soon?” He curls his fingers and pulls them out again to taste her.

A breathy sob comes from deep in her chest and she arches her back, begging for him.

“Greedy little cunt,” he rumbles, sliding his fingers down along her clit and gripping her hip hard enough to bruise. “You come when I say, remember?”

She nods and sucks her lips between her teeth to stop from crying, remembering that they agreed to a lot of things.

You want me to tell you what to do?

Yes.

You want me to handle you?

Yes.

Wanna be my sweet little cunt?

Yes.

My dirty, pretty whore?

Yes, god...

“Yes, sir,” she answers the way he’s commanded her to.

“Good girl,” he says, loosening the scarf binding her wrists then patting her hip. “Ass up higher, princess.”

She slowly brings her hands around to push herself up and gain leverage in order to do what she’s told, but before she can fully support herself on all fours, he’s already licking and sucking her from behind.

He hums with satisfaction and digs his fingers into her cheeks, pulling them apart with his thumbs.

“Nice and open,” he mutters, taking a mouthful of her skin between his teeth as he trails fingertips over her full, rounded ass to toy with the sensitive undercurve.

She’s out of breath, wet and quivering. “Where did you come from?” she whispers, resting her head against her forearm.

“Your dreams,” he answers with mirth then dives in again to lick and fuck his tongue into her hole. “Every fantasy you’ve ever had.”

His breath and the timbre of his voice make her skin tingle. She clenches everything to keep from losing control, making a fool of herself. She squeezes her eyes shut tight and contracts every muscle in her body.

“Fuck,” she whimpers.

“That’s right. I’m gonna fuck you so good, you won’t be able to tell the difference between reality and dreams.”

He talks like everything’s a threat and it makes her head spin. She has to work extra hard to not come from that alone.

She exhales and opens her eyes, casting an eager glance over her shoulder in time to catch his eye.

His mouth and chin are glistening and his eyes are wild and determined. He slowly licks and sucks his bottom lip into his mouth as he rises to kneel behind her.

She can finally see him fully. He’s completely bare, hard, and smooth. She wants everything from him — anything and everything he’s willing to give.

Most simply, she wants him to fuck her.

“Fuck me,” she breathes.

“Yeah?” He drags out the vowels with an edge, even and cool, as he strokes his cock with one hand and clutches her hip with the other.

“Please,” she answers.

His smirk twists his glossy lips into a snarl. “Condom,” he orders.

She scrambles for the package and hands it to him. In seconds, he’s ripped it open, rolled it on, and is sinking inside her, making her shout. She writhes beneath him, trying to get a better view.

“Stay. Still.” His eyes are dense and hot as a forest on fire.

The command oozes danger and safety in equal measure, and that makes her head spin, too. She swallows a cry and shivers in place.

“Where’ve you been all my life?” she whispers under her breath.

His sharp gaze glints in the low light as he curls over her, bracing himself on one hand and using the other to gently brush her hair aside, slowly twining the length out of his way to whisper in her ear.

“Right here,” he murmurs before pressing a kiss to her temple.

Her mind buzzes with alarm then pleasantly blanks when the sting that webs her skull sends heat through the fibers of her body, grounding her to the moment.

“Good?” he checks in, keeping a firm grip in her tresses and settling his hips against her ass.

She gulps for air. “Yes. More, sir.” Her exhale shakes.

He obliges, using his hold to elicit another whine and shiver from her.

“Good.” He shifts his hips to pull out and brush his cock along her wet slit.

He plays with her like that for a while, encouraging her with his words and rhythmically jerking the silky strands tangled around his hand and wrist until she’s in tears and begging.

“Please.”

“I want you to come like this,” he breathes, relentlessly teasing her distended clit. “Empty and begging to be filled.”

She sobs quietly, and he palms her belly, brushing his fingertips over the sensitive skin, making her insides stagger like she’s on a roller-coaster ride.

“Mine.” He jerks her head back and seethes. “Come like you’re mine.”

His voice is warm and gentle, but his words are demanding; that blend throws her over the edge.

Her thighs quake and she bursts open beneath him, shouting his name.

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He massages her scalp and speaks quietly, sweet things and dirty things. This is only a brief respite after making her come without him inside her then fucking her until she came again, pulling him with her.

She knows they’re far from done.

He draws small circles on her skin, teasing and tickling, and she stifles a giggle. She feels high from his touch.

He huffs a quiet laugh in response and lightly scrapes blunt fingernails up and across the nape of her neck followed by his lips.

Her flesh prickles and she gasps.

“Your skin’s so soft,” he whispers, kissing her shoulder and lifting her wrist to his lips.

He presses a wet kiss to the straining, blue veins and then blows a stream of air across the damp, tight skin.

Her breath picks up and she instinctively pushes her ass back into his groin, which earns her a light slap to her thigh.

“So greedy,” he chastises.

He rolls her to her back and knees between her thighs, drilling her in place with his heated gaze. His palms are rough and warm as he slides his hands from her knees up to her hips. He settles over her, slowly pushing her thighs open with his knees and planting his fists in the bedding on either side of her shoulders.

“I’m gonna kiss every inch of your gorgeous body, and you’re not gonna move. Y’hear me?”

She exhales loudly and closes her eyes. “Yes, sir.”

Then his hands are on her, holding her in place as he begins his journey.

“I saw you walk in and I wanted you,” he speaks as he brushes his lips along her jaw and down her throat.

Her eyes flutter with the thrill of knowing that he saw her much like she saw him (or so she hopes) but she remains as still as he has instructed her to do.

“Everyone saw you walk in,” he chuckles, taking one of her nipples between his lips.

He licks and sucks the tawny buds as his hands roam and he moves down her body.

“I had to have you,” he continues.

She sighs and reaches for him, but he catches her wrists and pins them to the bed at her sides.

“Don’t. Move,” he growls against her ribcage and fresh goosebumps cover her skin. He continues kissing her belly, hips, and thighs. “See, I knew I could give you what you need. Discipline — to be shown your place.”

She feels him move off of her as he sits back on his heels, lifting her calves in his hands to place kisses on her knees and shins. He nips at her ankles, then places her feet flat on the mattress so her knees are bent and open.

She opens her eyes just enough to see him reach behind his back to produce the discarded scarf. Her body heats up and she feels her cheeks and chest flush.

“Now’s no time to be shy, princess.” He arches a brow as he climbs back up her body.

She isn’t shy; she just wants so much.

Her mouth waters from the sight of his lithe, sculpted torso and thick cock. She licks her lips and squeezes her eyes shut tight once again.

He gathers her wrists in one hand and begins binding them with the scarf, and she feels his thighs brush her torso as he straddles her chest.

“I can show you so many things.”

She steadies her breath and reminds herself to stay open and relaxed, but the anticipation is killing her.

He raises her arms to fasten them to the headboard. She feels a warm weight against her cheek and takes a peek.

His cock is resting right where she feels the most heat and she nuzzles into it.

Once he’s secured her binds, he looks down and cups her jaw then brushes a thumb along her bottom lip.

“Do you want that?” he asks, using his free hand to stroke his cock mere inches from her lips. “For me to show you things.”

“Yes,” she answers, quickly swallowing the spit pooling in her mouth and licking her lips.

He smiles down at her. “Good, then let’s do it.”

He slips a hand under her head as he guides himself to her open mouth. He tastes like damp earth and feels like velvet sliding past her lips.

She moans and closes her eyes again.

“Good girl,” he croons, gently thrusting. “Just relax.”

He gently bumps the back of her throat and continues to tug her hair, until she figures out how to loosen up and take him all the way in. When he picks up his pace, she gags around him, drooling and tearing up, but the heavy slide across her tongue and down her throat drives her to pure euphoria.

“You want my cum?” he pants, his thrusts becoming shallow until he pulls out completely.

She gasps and gulps air, nodding vigorously.

“Words,” he grunts, jerking his angry, red cock. “On your tongue, or your skin? You choose.”

She catches her breath to answer. “My skin. I wanna see it.”

Without missing a beat, he backs up enough to aim for her small breasts. He roughly jacks himself, groaning, then he’s spurting warm and wet on her chest.

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The spray of water from the shower head is hot enough to fill the bay with steam. It soothes her abraded skin and sore muscles.

“How d’you feel?” he asks.

His voice is as much of a balm as the heat from the water and silky suds he’s massaging over her skin. She rolls her head back against his chest, savoring the feeling of being totally vulnerable in his presence.

“Better than I’ve ever felt in my life,” she answers before slowly turning to face him and resting her palms on his chest.

His slippery fingers trail over her skin as she looks up at him.

His forehead is smooth, giving way to soft, verdant eyes adorned with a fanning of lines — evidence of a lifetime of love and laughter. The water and steam spike his thick lashes and traverse the planes of his beautiful face before clinging to his perfect lips in the exact way she wishes she could for the rest of her life.

He smiles bright-white as he presses his forehead to hers.

“Me too,” he says. “Whaddaya think we should do about that?”

She grins back. “A lot more of what we were doing before we got in here, for starters.”

He lifts his head and nods, turning his grin to sly. “We should probably eat something first,” he says, and she giggles.

“I ‘spose,” she reluctantly agrees, turning her back to him so he can finish his task. “Can we order pizza?”

He chuckles lightly, rinsing her clean. “We can order anything you want, princess.”

Her smile is dreamy as she drops her head and sighs.

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DAWSON’S CREEK (2003) / BIG SKY (2022)

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Someone write it!! It’s like a switch of Stay with me Sweetheart ❤️

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Jesus Christ on a cracker