Don't objectify me.

"My name is Dean Winchester. I'm an Aquarius. I enjoy sunsets, long walks on the beach, and frisky women. And I did not kill anyone" ... Not yet anyway. All you need to know about me is that I'm a hunter, all your little nightmares, the crap in them is real. Vamps. Wendigos. Demons. Me and my brother, we gank those sons of bitches. [[I'm a multi-verse, multishipping whore]] Mun is 18+ So smut will be around Not necessarily under the cut, depends on the preference of the other roleplayer. However it will always be tagged under Broken Arrow if you don't want to see it, blacklist that tag.

[magicfingersbitch]

PSA

I have completely and utterly lost my muse for Dean. 

And it’s not fair on people I’m keeping waiting for replies, but they’re just not happening.

I’m going to keep him up until January 1st 2014. But after that I’m going to be deleting him.

You can find me on itsdeannabitches.tumblr.com

[magicfingersbitch]

PSA

I have completely and utterly lost my muse for Dean. 

And it's not fair on people I'm keeping waiting for replies, but they're just not happening.

I'm going to keep him up until January 1st 2014. But after that I'm going to be deleting him.

You can find me on itsdeannabitches.tumblr.com

[magicfingersbitch]

I took some drabbles from that huge list! Send some?

All drabble are welcome, you can't be on anon. Um, a few sentences would point me in a good direction for the story. But if you can't I'll think really hard. Oh, which boy as well ^^;

Beach: I’ll write a drabble of out characters at the beach together.

Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.

Butt: either my character or yours will slap the other on the butt (You choose)

Ferris Bueller's Day Off: Our characters play hooky from something important and do their best not to get caught

Greet Me: My character will greet yours: either at the door: at work: or somewhere else.

Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason.

Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance: asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want): feel free to specify.]

Joke: My character pulling a prank on yours

Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying: from lashing out: feel free to specify.]

Rage: I will write a drabble about my character giving in to vicious anger.

Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.

Revenge: My character will get revenge on yours.

Rivalry: I’ll write a drabble of our characters having a rivalry between each other.

Run!: My character is chasing your character (or vise versa) OR both characters are being chased by ___________ (fill in the blank).

Sad: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters being sad.

Save Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saving yours or vise versa.

Scarf: Your character or Mine borrowing/stealing clothes from the other

Scars: I’ll write your character touching my character’s scars or vice versa

Shiver: Our muses trying to stay warm

Warmth: Our muses doing something fluffy and cute together

Wash: I’ll write a drabble of our characters showering/bathing together.

X Me: I will write whatever it is that you wish: [specify.]

Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]

Yes: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters agreeing on something.

Zeus: my character sleeps with yours.

Zip Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine: or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well: but feel free to specify.]

Zombieland: Zombies are overrunning the amusement park our characters our in. One has to save the other from the oncoming horde. Feel free to specify which.

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No Life Without You

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Sam nodded, though he still felt bad about it. He would find a way to make it up to Dean somehow. He smiled slightly at Dean’s words. “I understand. And I don’t mind, as long as you let me go out on my jogs.” He could always just work out in the bunker, but he loved the fresh air and watching the sunrise, so he could much prefer to go out jogging. Sam wanted to stick by Dean’s side for a while anyway, so he really didn’t mind.

Sam stroked his fingers across Dean’s neck comfortingly, looking out the window and watching the scenery go by. Heaven had been beautiful, but he would much rather see this somewhat bleary surroundings and have Dean sitting next to him than the opposite. Sam didn’t want to enjoy Heaven until Dean could be there with him too. Without him, it was just empty. It was still nice, but it just wasn’t the same. Sam slid his hand into Dean’s, stepping out of the car and pressing up against Dean.

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Letting out a gentle relieved breath when Sam was firmly against him again, Dean lead him over to his motel room and unlocked the door.Moving their joined hands, he gently pushed Sam inside, then followed him in, kicking the door shut behind them. Sliding his hand from Sam's for a brief moment, he shrugged off his wet suit jacket, pulled his tie over his head, kicked off his shoes, then launched himself into Sam's arms, wrapping his arms tightly around his shoulders. "I can't believe you're back."  He croaked, slowly pushing him backwards towards the bed.

"Need to feel you Sammy. Need.." He trailed off, unable to really put in to words what he needed, what he wanted. Clenching his hands behind Sam's neck, he pulled back slightly, looking up at him, knowing he'd understand. Because who knew him better than Sam did? He didn't was sexual. That would come later, probably in the following few days. Moving away from Sam, he quickly pushed down his wet trousers and tossed them into his pile of wet clothes. Holding his hand up for his brother to take, Dean waited, a soft smile on his lips.

[stickingupforsammy]

AU Meme: College senior Jensen helps Professor Padalecki survive his first year of teaching.

"Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you."

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And then they fuck.

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[Text: Dean]: Was that meant to be sent to me?

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"Huh…Thanks." Picking up the bottle, Sam unscrewed the lid, pouring some into his hand before rubbing it slowly over Dean’s ass, making sure to keep some on his finger while he worked it in. "Just let me know if you want more on, okay?" He had to make sure he was okay. He was still his brother, he didn’t want to eave him hurt after this. Inhaling slowly, he gave Dean one last glance before looking down, easing his finger slowly inside of him.

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Dean gave him a small smile of his shoulder, before staring down at the blank grey of his sheets, trying to calm his nerves. He heard the soft unscrewing of the bottle, followed by the cool liquid on his skin making a shiver run up his spine. "Mhmm." He hummed. He let out a soft breath when he felt his finger push past the resistance, his head falling forward, hanging between his shoulders. Rocking back slightly, Dean bit his lip, sure, it burned slightly. But it always burned so good. And knowing it was Sam? Well that made it better.

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Nodding, Dean slid off his lap, his stomach doing summersaults as he settled himself on his knees beside Sam. Leaning over quickly, he kissed him quickly, teeth nipping at his lower lip as he pulled away. Just a small attempt to settle his stomach. The tips of his ears turned pink as he bent forward, settling himself on his hands and knees, kind of glad in that moment that he still had his panties covering him.

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Moving to kneel behind Dean, Sam ran his hand carefully down his brother’s back, fingers toying with the elastic of the panties before slowly tugging them down. Taking a deep breath, he moved his hands over his ass, fingers brushing gently against his ball sack. He wondered if he liked that? He’d find out seen enough. Biting his lip again, Sam brought a hand up slowly, his finger trailing up towards Dean’s entrance.

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Dean moved almost numbly, still slightly shocked at actually how big his little brother was. Calling him his little brother really didn’t fit any more. He snapped back to reality when he felt Sam’s cock flush against him, the only thing separating them being a thin bit of lace. Nodding dumbly, Dean stared at Sam, gaze locked on his until he finally got his voice back. “Yes… fuck, yes, want you to fuck me.”

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Breath catching in his throat, Sam nodded, moving his hands slowly away from Dean’s hips. “Then you’d better bend over, then, haven’t you?”

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Nodding, Dean slid off his lap, his stomach doing summersaults as he settled himself on his knees beside Sam. Leaning over quickly, he kissed him quickly, teeth nipping at his lower lip as he pulled away. Just a small attempt to settle his stomach. The tips of his ears turned pink as he bent forward, settling himself on his hands and knees, kind of glad in that moment that he still had his panties covering him.

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His hips stuttered, mouth falling open. “You’d..fuck…” Leaning down he caught Sam’s lips in a quick, bruising kiss.Sitting up again, Dean moved off Sam’s hips, to kneel beside his legs. Curling his fingers into the waistband of his jeans, he quickly tugged them down to his knees, before turning his attention to the strained material of his boxers. Unconsciously running his tongue over his lip, Dean peeled the material away, his breath hitching slightly when he finally saw the cause of years worth of wet dreams.

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Relief flooded Sam as he felt his boxers move away from him. Bringing his hips up to help Dean move his boxers completely, his eyes locked onto his brother’s face, a smirk pulling at his lips. Moving to sit up, he quickly pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it across the room before pulling Dean back onto him, eyes trailing slowly down his body as he rocked his hips up. “Do you want me to fuck you?” He mumbled, his words barely audible.

[magicfingersbitch]

Dean moved almost numbly, still slightly shocked at actually how big his little brother was. Calling him his little brother really didn't fit any more. He snapped back to reality when he felt Sam's cock flush against him, the only thing separating them being a thin bit of lace. Nodding dumbly, Dean stared at Sam, gaze locked on his until he finally got his voice back. "Yes... fuck, yes, want you to fuck me."

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[magicfingersbitch]

Falling down over Sam, Dean straddled his hips, cock pressing firmly against Sam’s, material straining over his shaft. Lifting his arms, he helped Sam take off his shirt, only to stare down at his brother. Rolling his hips slightly, he slid his hands under Sam’s shirt, trailing them up his chest slowly. “Definitely gonna wear these again if it gets a reaction like this.” He breathed.

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"Or maybe I’ll wear them next time. See what the fuss is about." Biting his lip, his hands moved down to Dean’s hips, nails digging in slightly with each time he rolled his hips. Chest rising up at the feel of Dean’s hands against his flesh, Sam let another groan, the material of his boxers starting to feel uncomfortable against his erection. "Dean.."

[magicfingersbitch]

His hips stuttered, mouth falling open. "You'd..fuck..." Leaning down he caught Sam's lips in a quick, bruising kiss.Sitting up again, Dean moved off Sam's hips, to kneel beside his legs. Curling his fingers into the waistband of his jeans, he quickly tugged them down to his knees, before turning his attention to the strained material of his boxers. Unconsciously running his tongue over his lip, Dean peeled the material away, his breath hitching slightly when he finally saw the cause of years worth of wet dreams.

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Walking on after Sam, Dean tried to steady himself, a rush of nerves settling in his stomach. He couldn’t believe this was really happening.  Walking into his bedroom, he let out a undignified squeak as Sam pulled him in, only to have it turn into a moan as they kissed. Arms wrapping around Sam’s shoulders, he pressed himself against his chest, slowly rocking his hips to grind their cocks against each other.

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Groaning from the feel of Dean’s cock against his, Sam fell back onto the bed, pulling Dean down with him. Hands moving down his body, he wasted no time pulling Dean’s shirt off, leaving him in just the white panties.

[magicfingersbitch]

Falling down over Sam, Dean straddled his hips, cock pressing firmly against Sam's, material straining over his shaft. Lifting his arms, he helped Sam take off his shirt, only to stare down at his brother. Rolling his hips slightly, he slid his hands under Sam's shirt, trailing them up his chest slowly. "Definitely gonna wear these again if it gets a reaction like this." He breathed.

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[magicfingersbitch]

Feeling Sam’s hand around him, Dean’s hips jerked again, a soft moan rumbling in his throat as he pulled away from the kiss. Sliding his hand into Sam’s boxers, he teased his fingers over the hard length slowly, green gaze lost in Sams eyes. “Bedroom.” He croaked.

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"Thought you’d never say that." Pulling away from him, Sam turned, trying not to rush off in the direction of the nearest bedroom. Dean’s was closer, they could just go there. Swinging the door open, he waited in the door way for Dean, grabbing him by the scruff of his shirt once he was close enough. Pulling him into a rough kiss, he took a few steps back, any ideas he had about being gentle quickly forgotten.

[magicfingersbitch]

Walking on after Sam, Dean tried to steady himself, a rush of nerves settling in his stomach. He couldn't believe this was really happening.  Walking into his bedroom, he let out a undignified squeak as Sam pulled him in, only to have it turn into a moan as they kissed. Arms wrapping around Sam's shoulders, he pressed himself against his chest, slowly rocking his hips to grind their cocks against each other.

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Smiling slightly with relief, Dean deepened the kiss a little, parting his lips to run his tongue over Sam’s. Feeling the faint press of denim against his stomach, he slid his hand between them and into Sam’s jeans, gently palming his hard cock through the thin material

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Inhaling shaply as he felt Dean’s hand palm him, a small moan escaped him, lost against Dean’s lips. Tangling his hand in his hair, she slipped his hand inside the panties, hand curling around the base of his cock.

[magicfingersbitch]

Feeling Sam's hand around him, Dean's hips jerked again, a soft moan rumbling in his throat as he pulled away from the kiss. Sliding his hand into Sam's boxers, he teased his fingers over the hard length slowly, green gaze lost in Sams eyes. "Bedroom." He croaked.

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He drew in a slow breath when he felt Sam’s fingers on his ass. Lifting his head, he opened his eyes to look up at his little brother. Dean stared for a moment, licking his lips slowly as he did. “I..uh…” He trailed off. Huffing out a short breath, he leant up and kissed Sam tentatively.

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Feeling his lips against his, Sam pulled his hand up, wrapping it around Dean’s neck, pulling him in closer. Pulling his hand away from his cock slightly, he unbuttoned his own jeans, leaving them open slightly, his own cock straining against the material of his boxers.

[magicfingersbitch]

Smiling slightly with relief, Dean deepened the kiss a little, parting his lips to run his tongue over Sam's. Feeling the faint press of denim against his stomach, he slid his hand between them and into Sam's jeans, gently palming his hard cock through the thin material

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Dean’s eyes fluttered shut as he held back a moan, teeth digging into his lower lip. His hips jerked forward slightly,trying to get more of Sam’s touch. Head lolling backwards, his adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly. “I uh..hadn’t..thought that far.”

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"So, I’ll re-phrase that." Biting his lip, he slipped his hand into the back of the panties, fingertips trailing over the skin of Dean’s ass. "What would you like to happen next?”

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He drew in a slow breath when he felt Sam's fingers on his ass. Lifting his head, he opened his eyes to look up at his little brother. Dean stared for a moment, licking his lips slowly as he did. "I..uh..." He trailed off. Huffing out a short breath, he leant up and kissed Sam tentatively.

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"I know that." Of course he knew it. He just didn’t want to admit it. Dean felt a faint heat rising in his cheeks. “I..uh.. I like how they feel.” Tearing his gaze from Sam’s eyes, he followed the trail of his hand instead, shaft twitching slightly against his hand.

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Nodding, Sam moved his hand lower, snaking slowly around his hips to his lower back. Curling his fingers a little more, he moved his other hand slightly faster, the sheer material of the panties tightening even more over Dean’s cock. “So, what happens next in this little plan of yours?”

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Dean's eyes fluttered shut as he held back a moan, teeth digging into his lower lip. His hips jerked forward slightly,trying to get more of Sam's touch. Head lolling backwards, his adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly. "I uh..hadn't..thought that far."

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Dean nodded, gaze locking with Sam’s, pupils blown wide with arousal. “Y-es.” He admitted in a whisper, voice wavering halfway through the word. “Wanted to get your attention.”

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"There’s other ways to get my attention, Dean." Sam mumbled, his other hand moving from his shoulder down to his chest. "So why choose this?"

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"I know that." Of course he knew it. He just didn't want to admit it. Dean felt a faint heat rising in his cheeks. "I..uh.. I like how they feel." Tearing his gaze from Sam's eyes, he followed the trail of his hand instead, shaft twitching slightly against his hand.