[flwrlea]

　⠀❝ 𝓦𝐇𝐎'𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 ? ❞

𝑵𝐎𝐖 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⸝⸝ agora hills ִִ𓈒 ۫ 𓈒 𝗇𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇 s.her 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗉 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌'

𝓚𝑰𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑵' 𖬺 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗎𝗌 ݁ 𓈒 ‎ ‎ . ‎ ‎ ──── . 👜⠀ ⠀ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⠀ ⠀ ✶    ‣    ᤻  ﹙𝓜𝑫𝑵𝑰 ﹚  𓂃  ¡ !

੭ 𓂃 ݁ 𓈒 ‎ ‎ . 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝔀 𝔂𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝓯𝓯

◜ © 𝗳𝗹𝘄𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗮 ◞ 𝑎𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽.

[fictional-apologistt]

honestly, same.

[flwrlea]

how did you do ur pinned post page with ur username jn the bubble?

i just took the ‘message/bubble’ thing from pinterest, removed the background on picsart then put it into ibispaint x and typed my user !

[flwrlea]

hello! I need someone's help and I saw your a Dean Winchester girlie, anyways I saw this fic and it was about Dean sucking readers tits in the back of the impala and for somd reason I thought I saved it and i didn't? And now I can't find it so I was wondering if you are the other Dean lovers out there can help me because I'm definitely struggling to find it 🥲

OMGG i will absolutely help look for it ( i wanna read it too )

[bleachedduck]

(+18 MDNI)

i'm a firm believer that dean winchester would've (and should've) had slutty womb tattoos of whatever safe sigils he liked the most, kinda like:

but smaller, more discreet.

he'd be sooo into his sexual partners licking it before they go down on him, acknowledging it, because he's fucking proud of it and he hides it well enough for it to be an element of surprise.

but he would only let you leave hickeys and love bites there and jack off looking down at them with his tattoo when you're not with him.

[dollfacies]

sam winchester isn’t the kind of guy you see and immediately think he’s hot and you wanna have sex with him when i see that man i wanna grab him and suffocate him with the most breathtaking hugs and kiss him all over his face because he is just so baby puppy cute pie and he deserves all the goodness in this world

[flwrlea]

⌗ SORRY BABY [ 🗝️ ] ˳ 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋

‎ ‎ ‎ in 𝓌hich ﹒ ﹒ ﹒ 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 !! 𝗌omno, fingering, size kink, belly bulge, unprotcted sex, creampie, no real plot ‎⦂ 𓈒ּུ𓂃༷ ✶˚　𝟭𝟯𝟰𝟰 .

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ⓘ 𝓶𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁

⠀﹒ ❤︎ ' “shhh…” deans soft, hoarse voice hushes you lowly, fingers moving slow. his lips trail down your chest bone, lingering on the tops of your breasts. “mmh—” you arch against his touch, his fingers gradually building a quicker pace as they slide in and out of you. “can barely even take two of my fingers? baby..” he laughs, sucking a mark right between your tits. “how are you gonna take my cock? hm?” you squirm, sleep still clinging to your body and mind, fingers weakly grabbing for him.

“aw,” he coos, starting to jerk his fingers inside your cunt. dean’s cock twitched in his pants at the lewd noises coming from the motions, looking down to watch. “fuck.. look at you. drippin’ all over me and y’still half asleep.” another whine leaves your lips, eyes still sealed shut. but your lips were parted now as you panted quietly out into the dark room, cheeks hot with the pleasure he was giving you. “been dying to get my hands on you, darlin’…” he husks again, hips rutting against the mattress subtly as he kept working you with his fingers. “d-dean..” that knot in your tummy grew tighter, the edge of release just around the corner. he felt it too, the pulsing squeeze of your walls. “ah, ah.. can’t cum yet, baby.”

he reluctantly drags his fingers out of your sticky pussy, sucking them clean as he looms over you. “think you can handle my cock now?” his tone almost innocent, casual like it didn’t just make your hole clench around nothing. you’d seen his size before, and it was safe to say your boyfriend was hung. you knew for a fact it’s be a chore to try and take him now. “maybe.. i—” “just the tip? please, baby… wanna feel ho tight this perfect pussy is.” his wet fingers drag up your waist, leaving a glistening trail on your skin.

“okay,” you nod sleepily. he groans with relief, one hand already fumbling his belt and jeans open as he holds himself up with the other. “fuck, thank you, angel. thank you. gonna make it good, i swear.” barely coming to your senses, you felt the leaky head of his cock slide up and down your sensitive slit. whimpering, he guides his movements slower, more calculated, adding more pressure. “feel how big baby? gonna teach you to take it all.”

and all promises of ‘just the tip’ flew out the window the second dean felt the way your pussy sucked him in. the way your folds split around his tip, coating him in your arousal. the way you mewled under him, still sleepy. it was all too much for him to handle. dean shuddered mind going blank except for one strong urge. he drove into your love tunnel in one long thrust, thick and aching cock stretching you open. he moans loudly, head tipping forward as he fights to hold himself up. “i’m sorry— uh, fuck —i couldn’t wait. god, you feel incredible. fuck.” he apologizes, but stills once he’s fully buried inside your tight cunt.

breathing shallowly under him, your voice came out with a sharp cry of pleasure mixed with pain. you were gripping onto the sheets and his arm, trying your best to adjust your his size with the minimal prep he gave you. but despite the burning stretch, the warmth and fullness was dizzying — distracting you from focusing solely on the pain. “dean…” your voice comes out weak. “i know, baby. i got you. just breathe..” and you try your hardest to take a deep breathe, but he damn near knocked the air out of you. “take your time, angel.. i just, fuck.. couldn’t help myself. but it’ll feel good, promise.” he whispers, peppering soft and gentle kisses to your warm cheeks and jaw. one of his hands ghost up your sides, rounding to grope at one of your tits in a way that was meant to relax you, add more pleasure.

he lets you stay like that as long as you need, throbbing length twitching inside you. he makes the mistake of looking between you, seeing a little bulge under your belly button; him. “fucking—” he curse under his breath, a large wave of arousal hitting him. “god, how tiny are you, baby?” he pants, lifting his head to look into your dazed eyes than back down. “can see myself inside you…” the hand at your chest glides down, over your ribs, tummy, stopping just over the bulge. he applies a bit of pressure with his palm, letting out a house groan that harmonizes with your breathy whimper. “so fucking tight.. absolutely perfect..” he groans, looking back up at you. “please, can i move now?” he whispers, eyes so soft compared to how much he was holding back.

swallowing dryly, your wide orbs find his and you nod. “yes.. please. just.. slow, dean.” you murmur, voice with a bit of authority in it when you squeeze his bicep. if he didn’t know any better, he would show you right now where that tone would get you. but, he had to be gentle. he couldn’t fuck you properly until you could take him comfortably. “okay—promise. i swear, i’ll go slow.” he husks, hoping to god that he could keep his word.

dean steadies himself as he makes a slow drag of his cock out of your heat, teeth sinking into his lip as he pulls out halfway only. his eyes were on you, watching for any sign of discomfort. but all he saw was your face morphed with what he saw as pleasure. “you good?” you nod once, walls fluttering. “yes, keep going.” he was a little shocked at how ‘okay’ you sounded, but who was he to hesitate? “just tell me if i need to stop, okay?”

dean starts again, slowly rolling his hips against you, thrusting his cock in and out more easily with each go. “god, you feel so amazing.. can’t believe we waited so long to do this..” he mutters more to himself than you, brows pulled tight with bliss. and soon enough, dean had his hands anchored on your hips, driving into you with a force that wasn’t enough, but not too much for you. you were wriggling, gasping and moaning, arching under him. your orgasm was so close, and he could tell with the way your pussy squelched each time he fucked into you. “my little baby’s feeling good now, hm? wanna cum for me?” he leans down, voice unstable as he held off his own release for you.

your eyes seem to light up as he speaks. “yes, dean, yes, please. i wanna cum..” you whine, hips aching. “no need to whine, angel. i got you.” he leans down, kissing and nipping at your neck with uneven and ragged breaths. “c’mon, cum for me, darlin’.” the way he drops his voice to that lower register, the feeling of his cock repeatedly hitting that sweet spot inside you, and that damned nickname; it all had you crying out his name when you came undone.

your release soaked his cock, only adding to the pornagraphic sounds coming from you two. he wasn’t far behind you, letting his load shoot out inside you. “fuck!” he grunts under his breath, never ceasing. you’re moans of pleasure turned into tiny little whimpers and gasps as he came inside your pussy, the warmth of his seed making you shiver. dena collaspes on top of you, hearts beating against each other. “holy fucking shit..” his face falls to the crook of your neck as your sweaty limbs tangle together. he stays bottomed out inside you, letting the creamy mix of your cum seep out of you. he chuckles breathlessly at the feeling. “such a perfect little pussy..” he praises in a whisper, feeling you clench around him. and your quietness told him that you were too fucked out to mind his heavy body on top of yours. it also told him that he did his job right. fucking his tight baby full.

◜ © 𝗳𝗹𝘄𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗮 ◞ 𝑎𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽.

[flwrlea]

stop i love your layout and blog theme

ILY THANK U BBY 😽 hopefully this one stays a while

[flwrlea]

This is a really stupid question but how do u make it so there's no white gaps between ur pictures? I wanna make my border closer to my pictures but there's always a big gap

if i’m understanding correctly , you can try to use picsart and put the pictures on a blank canvas !! or using a background remover , depending on the border , you can minimize the white space on it

lmk if that doesn’t work or didn’t make sense , feel free to ask again 🫶

[vicqz]

SAM WITH BANGS IS LIKE THE DEAREST THING TO ME THEY SHOULD HAVE BEEN WITH US MUCH LONGER!!!!

[flwrlea]

tumblr WHAT is this horrid update 💔

[flwrlea]

ok nvm thank u tumblr

[flwrlea]

ugh new theme is so twinkly i love ˶ ˃ ᵕ ˂ ˶

that’s the vibe i was hoping for pink and twinkly ☺️ and yours??? it’s perf

[flwrlea]

tumblr WHAT is this horrid update 💔

[flwrlea]

⌗ COLD WATERS [ 🗝️ ] ˳ 𝗋𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗇

‎ ‎ ‎ in 𝓌hich ﹒ ﹒ ﹒ 𝗿𝗮𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘂𝗽𝘁𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 !! 𝖿𝗐𝖻!𝗋𝖺𝖿𝖾, 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾, 𝗇𝗈 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 ‎⦂ 𓈒ּུ𓂃༷ ✶˚　𝟭𝟭𝟱𝟳 .

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ⓘ 𝓶𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁

⠀﹒ ❤︎ ' you hear a firm knock on your room door before it ooens and closes. it doesn’t take long for you to figure out who just walked in when you hear the voice.

“yo, sweetheart,” rafe calls out, after waltzing in like he owned the place. “shower!” you called back, voice muffled over the sound of the water. rafe smirks to himself, feeling a stir in his pants at the thought. you; couple feet away, naked in the shower, all dripping wet. he pushes open the cracked bathroom door, hot, damp air hitting his face. the mirror was already fogged, so you’d been in there a while.

“you almost done?” he asks, staring at the shower curtain like if he did it long enough, he’d be able to see you through it. he hears you scoff. “no, why?” he leans against the counter, looking at your clothes pooled on the floor, your cute, worn, panties on top. he contemplates picking them up, taking them even, but your voice brings him back. “hello?” your head peaks out of the shower, finding him in a cream colored outfit that looked heavenly on him.

“sorry, sweetheart.” he clears his thoughts, stepping closer. “i wanted to see you. hang out.” you move back into the shower, rinsing the soapy bubbles off your skin. “can you wait? i’m in the shower if you couldn’t tell.” he picks up on the slight sharpness to your voice, raising a brow. “was that attitude?” “no.”

then he’s silent for a while after, listening to the sound of the water hitting the tiles below you and your soft breaths. then he’s moving, hands shrugging his shirt over his head, his shorts and boxers followed. stepping closer to the other end of the shower, he peaks in seeing your back side. his gaze drops to your ass, faint tan line visible. his cock twitches and without another thought, he’s stepping in behind you. “wha—”

you froze as his hands snake around your slick waist, pressing himself against you. “shh,” he hushes, squeezing at your skin. “you’re too tense. relax. showers are supposed to be relaxing, nah?” his voice dropped, low in your ear as you surrender. what was the point of fighting it?

days like this with rafe were normal. most times he’d find himself crawling back to you when he needed something to help him relax, often finding that solace by fucking you. and you let him, getting your own benefits out of it too.

there was something about his drawl that always made you cave, that’s how it happened the first time you two slept together. just like now as he whispered dirty things into your ear that had you pressing your thighs together, and him prying them open to get his fingers inside you.

“tight little hole..” he murmurs, plunging two fingers inside you as his palm rubbed against your clit. a gasp leaves you, “rafe—” the water cascaded between you, soaking his front. the hard line of him was pressed against your ass, prodding with the need for attention. “let me have you baby?” he asks in a gentle manner. “just like this?” his other hand slides up your front, finding your left tit and pinching your nipple. a hiss of pleasure falls from your lips, arching into his hand. “that a yes?” he grins, darker now as he yanks his fingers from you.

“say it.” he husks into your ear, rolling that same nipple between his fingers. your hands brace on the cold tile in front of you, and you swallow dryly. “yes. yes, rafe, please.” he grins, pulling back and giving your bare ass cheek a good pop. “that’s what i thought.”

in seconds, he had you bent over, keeping your back straight with one hand while the other gave himself a slow stroke. the head of his flushed cock teased your pussy, circling around the entrance. you whine, head falling forward as he teased. pushing your hips back for more friction, he takes the hint and thrusts into you deeply.

he manages to conceal his moan as he steadied himself, gripping your hips tightly as he holds your ass to his abdomen. “say please,” he demands, chest tight with restraint.

knowing better than to say something snappy, you do. in the prettiest little voice that broke him down the first time he fucked you. “please, rafe.. please?” working like a charm, he groans, not wasting any more time before pulling out of you then slamming right back in.

the pace of his thrusts were brutal, sending you jolting forward against the shower wall with a tiny ‘oomph’, and a broken moan. your back arches sharply as the sound of slapping skin fills the shower. the stream of water only background noise now.

rafe was always rough in the way he fucked you, never sensual rolls of his cock into your pussy, but hard drives that made you dumb instead. “f-fuck, yes. so p-perfect.” he praises, fingers squeezing at the wet flesh of your ass, words staggered with the relentless pace of his cock.

your fingers breached against the wall, gripping for life to stay upright in the slippery shower. each of your breaths were shallow and quick, pussy swallowing him invitingly. “right there! mmh-right there,” you moan, eyes rolling as his tip kissed that little sweet spot inside you. he always found it so quick, having you seeing stars within minutes.

“close already?” he taunts with a breathless laugh. “pathetic.” he doubles down the effort, fingers tightening in your hipbones in a way that was sure to bruise, and he bends over you a little more. “cum.”

rafe knew the power he had over you like this, taking it to his advantage when he could. your walls tightened, something coiling tight in your tummy as you inch closer. your moans turn to mewls of pleasure, pleas of his name slip past your lips.

one of his hands slide around you, middle and ring finger finding your clit to rub maddening circles on the puffy bud. it’s enough to send you over the edge, gushing around his cock as you cum with a cry of pleasure. your knees buckle inwards, but he keeps you upright. “fuck-fuck, that’s it. oh, shit.” he moans before following right after you, the fluttering of your pussy forcing his orgasm out.

he shudders behind you, fucking his warm spurts of cum into your pussy without a care. “so, good..” he moans, pace slower and messy. it doesn’t take long for him to pull out after, making sure you could stand on your own before stepping out.

“thanks, baby.” you catch one last glance of him before he’s stepping out of the shower with a little wink sent your way. he leaves you standing under the now cooler water, confused. how could he always just leave like that?

but when rafe meant no strings, he meant no strings.

◜ © 𝗳𝗹𝘄𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗮 ◞ 𝑎𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽.

[flwrlea]

hey… i’m working on some !readers.. just so you… know.. 🙂‍↔️

[flwrlea]

changing fics layouts again ( and hopefully organizing my blog better )

[flwrlea]

˖ ꫂ᭪ ֗ full focus ✿ ݁ 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 : 𝟣𝟪+ 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗋𝖻 .

🗒️ 𓈒 ‎ ‎ . ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “stop it,” you mumble, shoving munch! dean’s face away from your thighs. recently, you could never get any research done — at least not with dean around.

sitting comfortably on his bed in the bunker, you had hoped to get a little information about a case, but that soon failed the second dean walked in. he was on the bed, tucked between your thighs as he often liked to lay there, but this time? his fingers teased at your clothed pussy under your t shirt. just light little touches at first, tracing the outline of your puffy folds, rubbing tiny circles on your clit. but then he moved his mouth to your thighs, sucking loudly on the skin and inching closer to your core. it was obviously distracting.

“sweetheart,” he groans. “just let me. wanna taste you.” he pleads, already in the process of stretching your panties to the side. “d-dean, i’m trying to do research.” you complain, hoping he wouldn’t make a remark on how wet you were just from a few touches. but of course he notices.

“right, n’ that’s why this pretty pussy’s all soaked for me.” a nasty smirk curls onto his lips, using his other hand to spread your pussy lips wide to look at you. “fuck..” he grunts under his breath, watching the way your cunt tightened around nothing.

another complaint died on your tongue the second his licks a long, flat stripe up your center, drawing a pretty moan from you. “taste so sweet, baby.” his lips suction around your clit, tongue swirling with skill around the pulsating bud. “ohmygod—” the pen slips from your hand, newspaper following as he pushes your thighs further apart and devours you. he always does, moaning into it like he needs it more than you.

he leaves sloppy kisses to your pussy before dipping down and plunging his warm tongue inside your hole. his hot breath fans over the expanse of you, making you twitch. “h-haah.. dean..” you fingers curl into his hair, keeping him there. he laughs lapping up your arousal messily. “keep researchin’, darlin’. thought you had stuff to do?” he grins, not wasting any more time before spitting a glob of saliva onto your clit before watching it drip down to your hole. “god, i love this pretty ass cunt.” he praises, sucking juices out of your tight, fluttering hole.

◜ © 𝗳𝗹𝘄𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗮 ◞ 𝑎𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽.