i would like to sincerely apologise and take responsibility for my actions and stubborn behaviour.
after logging back in after having some time to reflect, i understand now that my behaviour has deeply upsetted and confused many of you β followers and not β and that iβve disappointed lots of people. i am truly sorry for that.
i acknowledge iβve made a huge mistake, but iβd really appreciate if you stopped sending me death threats and telling me to kms. i am also a human being with feelings and lots of lessons yet to learn.
after posting this, i shall delete the fic and i will be logging off for a while to reflect further on my behaviour.
i by no means intended to come off as racist, as someone that lived as an immigrant in another country i shouldβve known better as iβve grown up around people telling me and my family to βgo back to my countryβ and other racist things, which i wonβt mention because this isnβt about me rn.
again i am very very sorry, i donβt expect my former mutuals nor followers to forgive me, but just know that i have learned what iβve done wrong and will never do anything like this again.
sending love and apologies to the people that were affected by my actions.
tw: themes of su*cidal thoughts.α loneliness.α depression.α
βi mean, whatβs the point..β you let out a soft sigh without lifting up your gaze, you couldnβt stop the heavy feeling you had in your chest. the one that youβve had for ever since you could remember.
βeveryone always leaves.. forgets.β your lips trembled as you held back your tears. you knew the moment youβd look him in the eyes would be when youβd break, so you focused your gaze on your hands as you were scratching off your black nail polish, making it all cracked and patchy.
βhave i or dean ever forgotten about you?β he asked softly, shifting in his spot, his brows frowned but eyes soft, looking at you with that typical worried puppy expression.
βyou eventually will..β you sniffled, giving away that youβre on the verge of bursting into tears. βjust like the rest.. itβs inevitable.β
darkness surrounded the both of you as you two sat at the edge of what seemed to be an abandoned bridge you found, legs hanging down, swinging loosely. the only source of light was the waxing gibbous moon and the accompanying stars spread out across the night sky.
sam found you here, alone. after running away from the motel room you, sam and dean shared. the location wasnβt far from.
now he was trying to convince you to stay, that you had reasons to continue moving forward, that you werenβt a burden or a problem like you always claimed to be due to your shitty upbringing.
he sat here with you to remind you that life was indeed worth living because you had him and dean by your side, supporting and helping you through whatever demons you were battling inside. the kind of demons you couldnβt simply defeat with salt and an exorcism.
Hii you seem like a nice and interesting person to talk to. I am not a well-known writer on here or anything I am not even a writer, but I am looking to make some friends on Tumblr and get to know more people on Tumblr. So would it be okay if I send you a message? If you don't feel comfortable with that it's okay I totally understand
hiii of course you can message me hun! <3
letβs make this clear; you donβt have to be a writer in order for you to yap with me (iβd hope thatβs the case for most writers here but i canβt promise that)
so please donβt be shy to reach out if you wanna talk or yap about anything.
summary: ben gets this diabolical idea to tease and embarrass you in front of your friend hughie, as a way to remind you who you belong to
cw: 18+.α suggestive.α slight crack.α soldier boy being highly inappropriate & filthy.α βmeatβ jokes.α vegetarian fem!reader.α
word count: 535
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soldier boyβs eyes lurked your way as he heard the sound of your laughter and chatter, which naturally meant you were having a lunch break with your best friend, hughie.
he felt a sharp pang of jealousy deep inside his chest. you were laughing, cutely giggling even β and that was thanks to another guy, the cumguzzler.
he was no real man, and definitely not your man. so how dare he make you laugh like that.
his eyes darted at hughie with hidden envy before letting himself silently observe you munching on your rabbit food β a salad with falafels or some shit like that.
he took a long drag of his cigarette before blowing out the smoke that curled around his personal space.
he had to step in somehow, to show the younger fella who you belong to, to mark his territory like a god damn dog that pisses everywhere.
soldier boy cleared his throat, sitting more comfortably in his seat, legs spreading apart to claim as much space as possible. after all he sees himself as an alpha male, and alphas claim everything right?
βyβknow sweetheart, youβre not a real vegetarian you know that right?β soldier boy suddenly spoke, a half smoked cigarette resting between his fingers.
the odd and completely off-topic remark caught both you and hughie by surprise. both of you turning your heads to the older man.
βwhat are you talking about?β you raised a brow with a confused smile, sitting up in your seat.
βvegetarians donβt like meat, right?β soldier boy continued.
βyeah.. so?β you asked obliviously, taking a sip of your iced tea, your eyes darting from hughie to soldier boy.
βwell you very much like mine inside ya.β he shrugged, his words making you choke on your drink, iced tea all over the table. mmβs gonna kill you if you donβt clean that up the way he likes, but that wasnβt your concern at the moment.
hughieβs eyes widened, hoping he misheard whatever soldier boy had spoken, but knowing the vulgar and unhinged granny fuckerβs vocabulary β mishearing shit like this was very unlikely.
βwhat the fuck ben-β you coughed, still choking on your drink.
the smugness of this man was unbelievable, the smirk plastered across his stupid face was so annoying, heβs lucky heβs handsome β and knows how to screw your brains out.
βjust sayin, not very vegetarian friendly.β he added, taking another puff of his cigarette, lip curled into a smirk.
βbut hey at least youβre gettin some of your daily protein the way we raw-dog it, ainβt that right darlin?β soldier boy chuckled and you covered your face with your hand out of pure embarrassment.
βyβlike your holes creampied.β he grinned, as if he was proud of what he was doing, saying β because unironically, he was.
βoh my godβwill you shut the fuck up?β you murmured, picking up the falafel ball from the container and throwing it at him. βasshole.β
βtried that already n ya liked it.β he added despite your reaction.
βtook some convincing but in the end, you let me ass-fuck you.β he winked your way before standing up and casually leaving.
βmβ out of cigarettes, iβll be back in five.β
thank you so much for reading! feedback and reblogs are always deeply appreciated by us writers <3
κ° happy birthday to this silly old texan man κ±
you've created and given me the type of comfort no one ever has, helping me push through everyday despite wanting to disappear. every single day my adoration and respect for you grows a double, and i see you as a blueprint as to what kind of person i wanna grow up to be. i love you jensen.
colour:Β forestΒ green
season:Β autumn
chosenΒ word:Β outcast
Κΰ¬Ω ΰ£ͺβ your weapon is a sleek katana, blade polished to a mirror shine, wrapped in forest green silk at the hilt. it's precise and shows you discipline. it belongs to someone who learned control the hard way through chaos. someone who cuts clean instead of loud.
Κΰ¬Ω ΰ£ͺβ dean doesn't laugh at you when you say you'll never be the good guy. instead, he lays his arm around your shoulders, fingers gripping gingerly at your forearm, tugging you closer. he sees you as someone who's trying to survive; steady and far stronger than what you think.
Autumn lays cool and gold over the city, wind tugging at your jacket as you sit cross-legged on the rooftop. The katana rests across your lap, its forest-green wrap dark against your hands.
βYou ever think,β you say, eyes fixed on the stars, βthat some of us just arenβt built to be the good guys?β
Dean leans back on his palms beside you. βThatβs a hell of a leap.β
βI fight it,β you murmur. βBut I still feel like a wolf in sheepβs clothing. Sooner or later, people see teeth.β
He studies you for a long moment.
βYeah,β he says quietly. βWolves have teeth.β
Your throat tightens.
βBut they protect their own. They run in packs. They survive.β His shoulder nudges yours. βDoesnβt make βem villains. Makes βem loyal.β
The city hums below. The stars donβt judge. Deanβs hand finds yours, steady and warm.
βFar as Iβm concerned,β he adds, softer, βyouβre in my pack.β
due to my current writers block and lack of motivation, i will be taking a break from this app as it has become very mentally draining for me.
i am not entirely sure when iβll be back, as i also have stuff behind the scenes going on which i wonβt get into.
but i hope to be back for spring time or so, i still have some drabbles & headcanons from last year sitting in my drafts so i might just post those in the meantime of my break, we shall see.
thank you for all the love and support this account receives from yall, it does keep me going knowing that there are people out there enjoying my workβ¦ but i just need some time away, thatβs all.
and once iβm back iβll dive into all your requests, i promise i havenβt forgotten nor am i ignoring them.
seeing how the disease has lowkey taken eric daneβs spark away and how exhausted he wasβ¦
itβs one of the worst ways for an active person to die..
βa dancer dies twice β once when they stop dancing, and this first death is the more painful.β β martha graham
itβs just truly heart breaking to witness as an active person myselfβ¦
but he fought to the very end despite it all β which is extremely admirable.
he was (and still is) a great example for his family, friends and fans β to never give up and to fight to the very end no matter what, even if there is no hope.
eric you will be truly missed and most importantly never forgotten. youβve left behind a legacy that will stay with us.
you get sucked into the last movie you watched. How fucked are you?
last movie i watched was disneyβs turning red
so iβm fine i thinkβ¦ just donβt go to a 4*town concert :))
iβm interested in everyone elseβs so imma tag you @castielscaplan and then @hunterstieller @starlacore @dean0rin0 @cantchooseafav @classic-cevans @impala-dreamer @pieandflannel + anyone else
just wanted to say a HUGE THANK YOU to everyone that has engaged with this silly little project of mine.
i am forever grateful for all the love my work gets from yall, itβs never taken for granted! π«Ά
and i sincerely apologise for not being able to tag some of you (that asked to be tagged) dumblr doesnβt allow me to tag certain accounts for god knows what reason even when they have the proper tagging settings on. i tried privately messaging some of you but it wouldnβt allow me that either.