don’t look at me.

screaming, crying, throwing up always.

[eversncenewyork]

send me a pairing and one of these and i'll write a mini fic

things you said at 1 am

things you said through your teeth

things you said too quietly

things you said over the phone

things you didn’t say at all

things you said under the stars and in the grass

things you said while we were driving

things you said when you were crying

things you said when i was crying

things you said that made me feel like shit

things you said when you were drunk

things you said when you thought i was asleep

things you said at the kitchen table

things you said after you kissed me

things you said with too many miles between us

things you said with no space between us

things you said that i wish you hadnt

things you said when you were scared

things you said when we were the happiest we ever were

things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear

things you said when we were on top of the world

things you said after it was over

things you said [make your own]

inspired by this

[bagelswrites]

I thought of more (because I really needed more?), so I’m adding them here:

24. things you said when we were alone 25. things you said in front of other people 26. things you said in writing 27. things you said through a closed door 28. things you said in the dark 29. things you said in the rain 30. things I wish you’d said 31. things you said right before goodbye 32. things you said right after hello 33. things you said from across the room 34. things you whispered in my ear 35. things you said at the top of your lungs 36. things you said but didn’t mean 37. things you said through someone else 38. things you said when I was (you were) sick 39. things you forgot to say 40. things you interrupted me to say

[fandomlake]

Bite, the hand , that feeds

[babyboyprincesses]

picture (takes places the morning after smile. find the collection of snippets for these two on ao3.)

There’s a woman in the picture on the nightstand.

The man sleeping peacefully in the bed behind him is in the photo, too. (Deacon, Rocker’s mind helpfully supplies.) Both of those strong arms are wrapped comfortably around the beautiful blonde, holding her to the body Rocker had gotten intimately acquainted with just a few hours earlier. There’s a wide and genuine smile on Deacon’s face, all of his teeth on display; the woman’s expression matches his.

The wedding bands on their fingers and the bright shine of love in their eyes each show what they are to the other.

Well, fuck him. (His pleasantly aching body reminds Rocker that Deacon had—quite enthusiastically for a man with a wife waiting somewhere in the wings.)

Rocker isn’t a stranger to being used by closeted men; this one is just… slightly disappointing. It shouldn’t be—pretty words and firm kisses and soft touches are weapons with which he’s far too familiar—but the words really had been so pretty, the kisses intense, and the touches? Mind blowing.

None of it was real, though.

She is very real—the blonde with the sweet smile and, clearly, a cheating coward of a husband.

Goddammit.

Rocker places the framed photo of the happy couple back on the nightstand (there’s only one, so what is this place? Presumably, a cheater wouldn’t have a picture of their spouse in a bachelor pad, but maybe Deacon had been careless?) and curses himself for not having noticed it before he’d let the other man put his married dick into him. (He’d been very distracted once they’d finally made it into the master bedroom.)

Fuck.

He wishes he could be a girl’s girl, so to speak, and figure out some way to let Deacon’s poor wife know she’d be better off with a battery-operated dick rather than an unfaithful one, but…

Double fuck.

He pinches the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. It’s fucking humiliating—embarrassing, even. He’s in his thirties; he should be better by now at choosing people who either aren’t assholes or already married.

A quick glance down at the curled fingers of Deacon’s left hand reveal the expected tan line he’d failed to take note of at any point during the previous night. (It had been so dark in the club and even darker in Deacon’s car, the older man’s right hand a heavy weight high on Rocker’s left thigh, his left flexing on the steering wheel. They’d only taken enough time to flip on the most minimal lighting so as not to break bones or valuables as they’d made their way to the bedroom.)

Triple fucking-fuck.

“Are you finished making your assumptions yet?”

Startled, he flings himself away from the sleep-rough voice, nearly flying over the edge of the bed; he’s saved from falling by Deacon, the long fingers of the other man’s right hand quickly capturing his left bicep and tugging him upright.

“Careful.” The word is teasing, gentle.

Deacon’s brown eyes are shining—sparkling, even—and so breathtaking that Rocker spares a moment to lament the comparative lack of poetry about the color so that he can properly describe how gorgeous they are before his gaze returns to the picture atop the nightstand.

“Her name is Annie,” Deacon begins, and Rocker turns his head away from the older man, readying himself for the excuses.

She’s always nagging me to do everything. I’m only one man, y’know?

I can’t get a divorce yet, but I’m working on it, I promise.

She doesn’t understand what I need—not like you.

“We finalized our divorce three months ago, but we’ve been separated for nearly a year now.”

That’s laughable, honestly, so Rocker laughs, a disbelieving snort of sound, loud and ugly in the buzzing silence between them.

Deacon’s fingers are suddenly at his chin, grip unyielding when Rocker attempts to pull away, but not painful, eyes drilling into Rocker’s. “I keep the photo here because it’s the last time I remember loving her as her husband rather than just as her friend.” Full lips, surrounded by deliciously graying facial hair, twist into a self-deprecating smile, and Rocker nearly stops breathing with how attractive it is on him. “It was the last time I felt like I knew who I was and what the rest of my life would look like before I realized that I was hurting Annie just as much as I was hurting myself. It’s…” Deacon trails off, eyes roaming Rocker’s face. “It’s a reminder that I’m living the life I want now, rather than what’s expected of me.”

That’s… a new one. (Are there classes for adulterers to become better adulterers? Probably.)

Rocker narrows his eyes.

Deacon uses the grip on Rocker’s chin to direct him back to the nightstand. “The final decree is still in that drawer,” the other man tells him. “Open it.”

(It shouldn’t matter to him—he’d had fun last night, even if Deacon turns out to be a dick; he should just take the memories and Walk of Shame his way back to his lonely apartment. That’s what he should do.)

The moment Deacon releases him, Rocker is reaching. The drawer opens smoothly and—

The judgement entry is tucked beneath a few pieces of recent mail. The dissolution box is marked. The supposed Annie’s signature with a swooping ‘y’ at the end of the surname (Kay, apparently) is feminine and pretty, just like the woman in the photo. Deacon’s name is bold next to hers, printed first in neat and even lettering, then signed in a messy combination of curls.

“Signed by the judge and everything.” Deacon’s breath rushes over Rocker’s ear and down his neck, forcing goosebumps to rise in its wake. The warmth of the (very toned, very muscular) body behind him settles deep in his marrow, along with a spark of… something. (Certainly not hope.) He feels the tip of Deacon’s nose brush the curve of his ear, tracing the cartilage. “Do you need to know anything else to settle your concerns about my marriage status or do I get my ‘good morning’ kiss now, Donovan?”

“I—” Rocker clears his throat, still studying Deacon’s signature. He isn’t married. He isn’t hiding. He traces the lines spelling out Deacon Kay on the page.

(It shouldn’t matter to him, but it might. Maybe.)

Deacon’s hand is back at Rocker’s face, forcing his attention from the legal papers in his lap up to the older man. One eyebrow, flecked with gray (and, fuck, isn’t that just stupidly attractive?), lifts and a soft smile tugs at those beard-framed lips. (Rocker isn’t certain what his expression is right now, but it makes Deacon’s eyes go soft, too.) “I’ll take my kiss first,” murmurs Deacon, “then I’ll make you breakfast, and we can have an adult conversation.” He presses his forehead to Rocker’s, their noses brushing. “Or I can take you home, and that’ll be the end of it.”

Their combined morning breath really is atrocious, but it doesn’t stop Rocker from leaning in and granting Deacon his ‘good morning’ morning-after kiss.

(Maybe nothing will come of this—of this seemingly honest and earnest man’s word, of the intent in his dark eyes, of Rocker’s resurfacing idiot hope—but the thought of never seeing this man again makes his stomach turn.)

“Breakfast and conversation,” Deacon repeats against his lips. “We’ll go from there.”

We’ll go from there.

(Rocker can handle that.)

[babyboyprincesses]

predator

“If you don’t stop wiggling,” Deacon warns, voice warm against Rocker’s nape and gruff with the sleep he’s desperately trying to grasp onto, “I won’t be responsible for what I do to neutralize you.”

Huffing, Rocker shoves his naked back closer to the older man’s equally bare front, then pulls Deacon’s arm higher around his middle; thankfully, Deacon gets the message. Rocker sighs happily (like a princess, he can almost hear Deacon cooing) when that capable hand snakes up between his pecs (let me see those pretty tits, sweetheart) and wraps lightly around his throat; his grip is snug enough for Rocker to feel its presence, but not tight enough to induce panic or to limit Rocker’s air supply.

“Sleep.”

Rocker hums and does his best to obey and stay still and count sheep—he does—but, five minutes later, he feels Deacon’s chest expand on a sigh.

“Donovan.”

The bicep pillowing Rocker’s head flexes, and then that arm is enveloping him, the hand hooking beneath his opposite armpit—an immovable bar across his torso. The hand around his neck roams, the weapon-callused palm skating down his side and his hip. Rocker feels the weight of Deacon’s half-hard cock against the curve of his ass before Deacon shifts his hips away, and the older man’s hand slips between them. He hears the familiar click of a bottle (how does he always find the lube so quickly? Rocker is positive it had been buried in the top sheet at their feet when Deacon had deemed it ‘bedtime’) and the slick sound of flesh on flesh.

Deacon’s lips caress his neck before teeth clamp down on the meat of his neck—a predator subduing its prey—and then firm fingers are testing his rim, pressing in and leaving too quickly (Deacon is so goddamn good at fingering, fuck); almost immediately, the older man replaces them with his dick, sliding in slowly enough that Rocker wants to sob.

“Da—”

Deacon finally removes his teeth from Rocker’s neck when his cock, hot and thick and not fully hard, is seated comfortably inside of Rocker. “Go to sleep,” he commands with more exhaustion than arousal, as though it’s the simplest task in the world for Rocker to complete.

“How am I sup—”

“Settle down.”

He hears the rustle of fabric as Deacon wipes the lube from his fingers onto the comforter behind them. Deacon’s right arm comes back around him, snagging his hand and tangling their fingers together before tucking their clasped hands to Rocker’s chest, over his heart.

“Relax, Donovan,” Deacon murmurs, lips pressing butterfly kisses into the indents Rocker knows the other man’s teeth have left behind. “Be good for me.” The scrape of Deacon’s beard against his bare skin has goosebumps erupting, a shiver rolling down his spine. Deacon’s arms squeeze harder around him—the left pressing down, the right pulling back—in a bear hug, a comforting compression. “Go to sleep, baby girl,” the older man says through a yawn, burying his nose in the nape of Donovan’s neck.

Rocker’s cock is hard and aching; each time he exhales, the tip slides against Deacon’s hairy forearm. How the fuck is he supposed wind down like this?

Except… the thickness inside of him is so familiar, the body surrounding him so warm, the humid breaths flowering down his nape so soothing…

“Perv.” His tongue isn’t cooperating, numb and obtrusive in his mouth. His eyes feel gritty, his lids heavier with each blink.

He feels Deacon’s tired smile against his skin. As Rocker’s eyelids lose the fight against gravity, the older man shoots back a fond, “Slut,” one more sweet kiss landing on the top knob of Rocker’s spine.

(If, the next morning, it’s the best night of sleep Rocker can recall having in years, well… no one else has to know.)

[babyboyprincesses]

smile

His smile is what catches Deacon’s eye—beautiful, crooked, a bit mischievous, and aimed directly at Deacon.

“Definitely cute,” comes Luca’s unwanted input from the seat beside Deacon. His periphery shows Luca nodding toward the object of Deacon’s attention. “Different from Annie.”

The reminder of his ex-wife elicits a wince. Fuck, but she… He wishes things could have been different for them, but what’s the old adage? Wish in one hand… “I think you might’ve missed the entire reason for our divorce, Luca,” Deacon finally drawls, beer to his lips, “if you think ‘different’ is a deterrent.”

(The team has been great since Deacon’s acceptance of his sexuality—since he’d broken Annie’s heart, ripped it to shreds by telling her he could no longer love her the way a husband should love his wife and burned them to ash by asking for the divorce—and he couldn’t be more grateful to them.)

Luca laughs, boisterous and loud. Deacon lets out an oof when Luca claps him on the back, the gesture familiar and easy, and leans in to give him a friendly shake. “I’d tell you to go for it, man,” he begins, amusement clear in his (only slightly) hazy eyes, “but it looks like the kid’s quicker on the draw.” The big man smacks an obnoxious kiss to the side of Deacon’s head before spinning him on his seat—

—and there he is, somehow both shy and confident as he shuffles in place for one moment… two…

“I’m Rocker,” the younger man introduces himself. He offers his right hand to Deacon, grinning widely when Deacon takes it, squeezing the warm and slightly sweaty palm a second longer than would be considered socially acceptable anywhere but a nightclub. (He just knows Luca will be smug about dragging him out tonight, if something comes of… whatever this is.) Rocker lets his fingers linger before they part, flashing a wink at Deacon. “Donovan, if you’re feeling dirty.”

Something blooms in Deacon’s chest, warm and light, and he chuckles. “My friends call me Deacon.”

Rocker’s eyebrows rise; his lips quirk. He leans in to speak directly into Deacon’s ear. “Is that what you want me to call you?”

Pulse rabbiting, nostrils flaring, Deacon licks his lips and takes the plunge, his voice low and full of promise. “We’ll discuss that when we get to my place, Donovan.”

Donovan’s blue eyes are nearly black when he rocks back on his heels, lips parting on a shaky inhale.

For a second, Deacon considers rescinding the offer (had he been too forward? Should he have offered to go to Rocker’s home instead? Was it threatening or presumptuous to tell him they were going back to Deacon’s place? Fuck, he was glad he’d not had to worry about these things with Annie, but it’s exhausting trying to learn dating etiquette in his forties), but then Rocker laughs, relieved and breathless.

“And here I thought you might play ‘Hard to Get’ with me.” He offers his hand once more—palm up.

Placing his unfinished beer next to Luca’s meaty paw, Deacon checks in (“Have fun, man. Street’ll give me a ride.”) before turning back and sliding his hand into Donovan’s, chuckling again when the younger man manipulates his grip until their fingers intertwine.

“Lead the way,” Rocker tells him, and Deacon does.

[oh-nostalgiaa]

Writing Prompt Masterlist, Part Four

Masterlist of Writing Prompt Masterlists

The Prompts

35 Types of Hugs Prompts

100 Dialogue Prompts to Make a Reader Swoon

200 Random Dialogue Prompts

Affectionate and Affirming Prompts

Amnesia Dialogue Prompts

Angst Prompts

Angsty Question Prompts

Angsty Question Prompts, Part Two

Angsty Question Prompts, Part Three

(More) Angsty Question Prompts

Angsty Sentence Starter Prompts

Apology Starter Prompts

Attorney-at-Love Prompts

Autumn Prompts

Awkward Post-Argument Scenario Prompts

Blanket Fort Prompts

Budding Romance Prompts

Comfortember 2022 Prompts

Comforting Dying S/O Prompts

Cuddle Up a Little Closer Prompts

Dirty Kind of Teasing Prompts

Enemies to Lovers Confession Prompts

Enemies to Lovers Later in Their Lives Prompts

Establishing a Relationship Prompts

Exes to Lovers Dialogue Prompts

Exes to Lovers Sentence Starter Prompts

Extensive Scar Related Prompts

Fall Writing Prompts

First Impression Sentence Starter Prompts

First Meeting Sentence Starter Prompts

Five Senses Prompts

Fluff Bingo Prompts

Forbidden Love Sentence Starter Prompts

Friends with Benefits to Lovers Prompts

General Sentence Starter Prompts

Gentleness Action Prompts

Giving Flowers to Your Lover Prompts

Grumpy + Sunshine Dialogue Prompts

High Pain Tolerance Starter Prompts

Human x Ghost Prompts

Human x Werewolf Prompts

Hurt / Comfort Dialogue Prompts

"I'm Paying Attention" Love Language Prompts

Injury Prompts

Instigation Starter Prompts

Intimate Prompts for Slow Burn Relationships

Jealous Confession Prompts

Kiss & Tell Prompts

Long Distance OTP Prompts

Love Languages Prompts

Love Languages - Receiving Gifts Prompts

Love Realization Prompts

Mermaid AU Prompts

Morbid Curiosity Prompts

More Angst Prompts

More Talking About It Starter Prompts

New Year's Dialogue Prompts

Nice Things to Say to People Prompts

Non-verbal RP Starter Prompts

November Prompts

October Prompts

(More) October Prompts

Oddly Obscure Friends to Lovers Prompts

OTP in Denial of Their Feelings Prompts

Prompts to Shake Things Up

Protective Starter Prompts

Random Question Prompts

Roguetober 2022 Prompts

Romantic Confession Dialogue Prompts

Rookie Couple Scenario Prompts

Royal x Groundskeeper OTP Prompts

Royal x Royal OTP Prompts

Scar / Injury Related Symbol Prompts

September Prompts

Setting Prompts

Show, Don't Tell Prompts

Situational Prompts

Sleepy Dialogue Prompts

Smut Prompt List

Smutty One-Liner Prompts, Part IV

Soft Gestures for Lovers Prompts

Soft Touches Prompts

Some Poorly Timed Confession Prompts

Some Simple Comfy & Sleepy Dialogue Prompts

Spooktober 2020 Prompts

Spooktober 2021 Prompts

Things Done While Sparring/Fighting Prompts

Things Done with Hair Prompts

Things You Said Prompts

Unrequited Love That's Actually Requited Prompts

Vampiric Starter Prompts

Ways to Respond When Someone Says "I'm Okay" Prompts

Wedding Dialogue Prompts

Welcome to the Holiday Season Prompts

Werewolf Starter Prompts

When in Doubt, Fake a Marriage Prompts

Whumpcember 2022 Prompts

Workplace Romance Prompts

Worried and Relieved Dialogue Starter Prompts

[rainysoot]

smut prompt list-

prompts from @sultrypotter

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

“i love it when you moan my name”

“just a little harder”

“let me give you a reason to stay in bed”

“no panties?”

“i want you now”

“use your tongue”

“please don’t stop”

“i can’t sleep without you here”

“do you like that”

“you need a place to stay for the night”

“spend the night with me”

“you can get louder can’t you”

“look what you do to me”

“i want to taste you”

“open your mouth”

“if you want to come you better beg”

“that feels so good”

“don’t cum yet”

“strip. now”

“take off your clothes”

“bite me” ”if you insist”

“can you feel what your doing to me”

“this is a one time thing”

“tell me how you like it”

“get on your hands and knees, right now”

“i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

“i just want to please you”

“each of my thoughts about you are improper”

“i love it when you kiss my neck”

“don’t be gentle”

“i’ve never want to fuck you more than i do now”

“you wanna have sex with me”

“you’re not going out dressed like that”

“i’m afraid i can no longer remain professional”

“make me”

“you’re mine”

“i love it when you talk dirty

“i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now”

“i’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly”

“don’t give me that look”

“like what you see”

“stay quiet”

“i told you to stay still"

“i promise I’ll be good”

“just shut up and fuck me”

“you feels so good”

“i want you inside me”

“be a good girl and spread your legs”

“don’t worry i’ll take of you”

“don’t tempt me”

“i’ve never done this before”

“don’t be afraid it’s just me”

“you’re more than just a one night stand”

“don’t forget who you belong to”

“would you just shut up and kiss me already”

“try to stay quiet understand?”

“we’re in public you know”

“don’t be so rough there can’t be any marks”

“are you sure? once i start i don’t think i’m able to stop”

“no i’m supposed to make you feel good”

“stop teasing me so much”

“bed. now”

“first one to make noises loses”

“i love the way you look with my fingers inside you”

“i guess I’ll just get off all by myself”

“these walls are pretty thick which means you and i can be as loud as we want”

“did you touch your self while i was gone”

“we can’t do that here”

“if you interrupt me one more time— so help me god”

“tell me what you want”

“y-you’re not.... w-wearing anything under that are you”

“there is no way anyone is that innocent”

“you taste like fucking candy”

“the only way you’re getting off is on my thigh”

“you make a sound it’s game over”

“i haven’t even touched you and you’re already wet"

“want help with that”

“you’re so fucking hot when you’re made”

“we’re not just friends you know that”

“what? does that feel good”

“if we get caught i’m blaming you”

“we have to be quiet”

“you have no idea how much i want you

“if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs”

“i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”

“i really want to kiss you right now”

“wanna fuck?”

“how do i look”

“if you don’t like my teasing why are you moaning”

“don’t fucking touch what is not yours”

“we’re.... just friends”

“friends don’t do this kind of shit”

“how quickly can you cum”

“think you can warm me up”

“touch me and you lose”

“there’s people here”

“i don’t care what you do just fuck me”

“guess i’ll have to cum inside you then”

“i don’t know what to do” “then let me teach you”

“we’ve been at it like rabbits and you’re still horny”

“use your mouth”

“show me”

“come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you”

“i forgot my towel”

“you’re naked aren’t you”

“take it off slowly”

“your wish is my command”

“come to my room there’s this thing i wanna try”

“no one can ever find out about this”

“for your safety i’ll be gentle”

“are these handcuffs”

“i don’t feel like sleeping”

“what are you going to do about it”

“you won’t be getting any sleep tonight”

“why so shy?”

“don’t worry i’ll make you feel really good”

“you’re the one who aroused me so let’s have some fun”

“why don’t we move this to the bed”

“would you like to go somewhere a little private”

“these are so wet aren’t you going to remove them?”

“i was just about to wash up care to join”

“this feels dirty” “that's because it is”

“you feel amazing”

“don’t pretend to be so innocent”

“i want you to touch yourself”

“what has you so excited”

“i want you....here.... right now”

“bend over and spread your legs”

“i can’t hold back anymore”

“it’s been along day why don’t we help each other unwind”

“oh don’t mind me I’m just enjoying the view”

“your lips make me wonder what you taste like”

“i don’t like being told what to do unless i’m naked”

“you’re so sexy when you’re hot and bothered”

“i’ve been thinking about this night”

“don’t cover you’re face, i want to see you”

“you’re so beautiful all spread out like this... just for me”

“lay back”

“i bought a few pieces of lingerie. want me to model for you?”

“i can’t believe how wet you are already”

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

[spnkinkevents]

Welcome to SPN Omegaverse Week!

What is it?

A whole week to create Omegaverse (Alpha/Beta/Omega) content for Supernatural! What’s Omegaverse, you ask? Feel free to peruse the following links or hit up the Omegaverse room on our Discord to chat:

A/B/O Fanlore Article

Alphas, Betas, Omegas: A Primer

A/B/O Lexicon

History of A/B/O in SPN

A/B/O: Adventures in Fake Science

Omegaverse Worldbuilding Tool

When is it?

April 14-20, 2024

What are the prompts?

Sunday, April 14 - Heat/Rut

Monday, April 15 - Scenting

Tuesday, April 16 - National Anal Sex Day

Wednesday, April 17 - Submissive Alpha and/or Dominant Omega

Thursday, April 18 - Mating/Claiming

Friday, April 19 - Slick

Saturday, April 20 - Alpha/Omega for Hire

How do I participate?

No sign ups are required! Just post any and all SPN Omegaverse content and be sure to include #spnomegaverseweek2024 and tag us @spnkinkevents in your post. We will reblog everything we see, but if we haven’t reblogged your work within 24 hours please send us an ask. There will also be a thread to drop your links on our Discord for this event.

Reminder: Please review our General Rules, which apply to all events we host. If you have any questions, feel free to send in an Ask!

[spnkinkevents]

soon!

[fujobrainrot]

But what else could I do?

this quote from John's journal kept bumping around in my head. In context, it's about how he forced Dean to grow up too fast, but for this post, it's about John making Dean his his little wife.

[fujobrainrot]

Found my favorite pencil brush again yaaayyyy

[perfectlyrose]

AU prompts: masterlist of lists

Okay so if you’re anything like me you see those lists of au ideas floating around and you like them but when it comes time to write something and you need an idea you have no idea what you tagged them as or if they’re buried somewhere in your likes so….have a list of some of the ones I’ve come across! This is updated with new lists and fixed links fairly frequently so check back here if you’d like more! 

also: there are a few lists that people have requested that i have not been able to find so if you know of one/write one, please send it to me. my messages/ask/submit are all open. WANTED: expectant parents/parents with newborns aus, historical aus

 (updated on november 6th, 2016) 

(current count: ~163 lists + 39 individual prompts)

themed:

super long list of college aus

more college aus

even more college aus

autumn aus

it’s really cold outside aus

meet-ugly

art school aus

femslash aus

they know each other but don’t know that they know each other aus

awkward first meeting aus

MORE college aus

airport related aus

fake married/dating trope

pub aus (here for halloween season)

royal aus

assassin aus

opposites attract

lots more under the cut, the post was getting unwieldy

Keep reading

[spnkinkevents]

Kinky Dean Winchester Week

Welcome to Kinky Dean Week!

What is it?

A whole week to celebrate Dean Winchester and his kinks!

When is it?

March 10-16, 2024

What are the prompts?

We are giving you two prompts per day - feel free to only use one or create something with a combination of both prompts!

Sunday, March 10 - Cockwarming, Fuck Buddies

Monday, March 11 - BDSM, Costumes

Tuesday, March 12 - Omegaverse, Somnophilia

Wednesday, March 13 - Size Difference, Spanking

Thursday, March 14 - Sex Toys, 69

Friday, March 15 - Voyeurism, Office Sex

Saturday, March 16 - Dealer's Choice

How do I participate?

No sign ups are required! Just post any and all Kinky Dean Winchester content and be sure to include #kinkydeanweek2024 and tag us @spnkinkevents in your post. We will reblog everything we see, but if we haven’t reblogged your work within 24 hours please send us an ask. There will also be a thread to drop your links on our Discord for this event.

Reminder: Please review our General Rules, which apply to all events we host. If you have any questions, feel free to send in an Ask!

[spnkinkevents]

SPN Kink Events - 2024 First Quarter Events

Hey Kinksters!

Here are the upcoming events for January, February, and March of 2024:

January 1 - February 29: SPN Kink Bingo

March 10-16: Kinky Dean Week

March 29-31: SPN Sex Toys Weekend

Details about each of these events will be posted a few weeks in advance of the event; all details for all events (once posted) can be found here. General Rules for all events can be found here.

If you want to see future events, check out our Calendar.

If you have questions, please let us know!

[babyboyprincesses]

i love your stuff on ao3 i usually read before going to bed but i just stay up devouring it lmao you are a LITTÉRATEUR

This is the biggest compliment! 😭 Have my heart, anon. 🖤

[jimmycarterghostland-deactivate]

Me writing a scene with two or more people of the same gender and trying not to get the readers confused, while also trying not to overuse the characters' names or epithets

[babyboyprincesses]

Is there a Discord for JohnDean hiding anywhere?

[dont-call-my-name-alejandro]

Domestic Ot3 Prompts

B and C dancing in the kitchen with music playing at the same time that A is trying to cook. They try dragging A away from what they’re doing and take turns dancing with them.

The three of them preparing the house for their new pet that’s about to come home.

A and B are having a tickle fight in bed. A begs for C to help them get out of the struggle but C refuses to get involved, they can’t be bothered.

A and C are competing in some sort of video game. B decides to take matters into their own hands and tries to distract A to keep them from winning.

A showing B and C one of their hobbies.

B asking A and C to pose for their art references.

C is trying to sleep alone, but they can’t, so they drag B and A from whatever they’re doing and into bed.

C isn’t feeling well, so A cuddles with them in bed while B prepares something for them to eat.

A and B are doing eachother’s makeup/hair/etc together. C takes a picture of it while they aren’t looking and makes it their wallpaper.

The three of them are having a picnic at a park. C is busy defending their food from a group of geese.