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PAYBACK IS A BITCH

Dean x reader then Sam x reader

Supernatural

Word count: 2534

Special kudos to Carrie Underwood’s song “Before He Cheats”

Prompts used: Blood, “Scared darlin’? I don’t bite, I promise”, enemies to lovers

For @randomfandomimagine and the 10k writing challenge.

Warnings: 18+ readers only!!! Triggers!!! Mafia themes, mentions of tragic events, violence, rape, beatings, blood, Dean being an asshat.

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You know that saying, ‘Hindsight is 20/20’? Like I really should have thought out my actions before going off the handle and almost dying as a result?

But I didn’t. And boy did I pay the piper.

In my defense, I hadn’t expected him to come back that fast, or with that much brutality. But what he did, or rather what I found him doing, made me absolutely livid…I guess I should explain.

I was born into the average family, but when I was 12 tragedy struck hard, taking both my parents away from me in one horrible moment.

Just like that I was orphaned, put into the system as I had no living relatives. I bounced around from foster home to foster home, until I ran away from the last one. The husband wanted me to be more than a meal ticket, so I knocked him out and ran, never looking back.

I guess I really should have called services, but I was just tired of all the bullshit. I spent nights at women’s shelters, and days huddled in corners of alleys, hoping to go unnoticed by gangs and other various forms of douchebags.

As fate seemed to hate me, I had been noticed by a few members of a gang known for beating and raping women for sport. I outran them as best as I could, but they caught me just before I made it to the public sidewalk, yanking me back into the dark and covering my screams as they dragged me behind a dumpster.

I was lucky that day. A couple saw me and followed, then chased off the asshats with a couple of guns and some very dark stares. I knew they were heads of a larger mob, one of the more infamous ones, but they seemed to care about my wellbeing, asking if I was ok and if I had anyone they could contact. When I explained I was an orphan, they took me in and gave me a home. Within a month I was officially adopted as a Winchester.

I was given the best education, all the clothing I wanted, taught how to interact with high society. I never went hungry again. I was given an allowance, and always had a bodyguard when I went out. I was taught about their legal business, and their other businesses, even though I wasn’t set to take over either. They had two older sons, one I’d never met as he never came around, and one that came by regularly.

Dean always treated me well, he was always polite, protective when the situation warranted it. He was my first kiss. I didn’t really see age as a factor. It was only ten years. He was handsome, well off, and built like a god. He was one tough SOB. No one messed with him.

We became an item, much to the delight of his parents. They may have adopted me, but they wholeheartedly approved of me and Dean as a couple. We weren’t blood related, and I’d basically been groomed for this spot. I wasn’t stupid, I knew who and what these people were, but I also owed them my life. Besides, he really was hot, very easy on the eyes, and I knew he would always protect me well. What did I have to lose?

Dean waited till I turned 19 before asking me to have sex with him. In return, I asked him to be gentle, to teach me how to please him, to love me. He took me to his room, and spent hours loving me, pleasing me, showing me how to please him. When he took my virginity, he was slow and careful, minimizing my pain and making the whole experience beyond pleasurable.

I wasn’t on contraceptives. Dean didn’t trust drugs of any kind, no matter how safe they were. But, he also occasionally asked to ride bareback. It wasn’t often, like once or twice a month, and the days he picked were centered around the end of my period or the couple of days before I was scheduled to get it. it wasn’t a perfect plan but it seemed to work.

Until it didn’t.

Skip 6 months without any surprises. We had talked about having kids once we married, but our relationship was still kind of new, and neither of us wanted to take on that role yet. So when my period time came and went without a drop of blood, I inwardly cringed. I didn’t believe in abortion, and neither did Dean or his family. But I wasn’t sure how Dean would react, so I didn’t tell him right away.

I waited, hoping I was wrong, hoping that I had miscalculated the dates. But when the second time came and went with no sign of red anywhere, I officially knew I was fucked.

I talked to Mary, Dean’s mom, about what would happen if an ‘accidental’ pregnancy was to occur. How would Dean react? She assured me that he loved kids and would be thrilled. I believed her, and prepared myself mentally to go and meet Dean for lunch the next day.

When I got there, it was only 11:30am, plenty of time to convince my fiancé to come out with me. I’d visited him at the office a few times. Most of the time he wasn’t busy and was happy for me to stop by. I frowned when I didn’t see Jo, his receptionist, at her desk. Dean was a fair boss I knew he was also strict in his rules. The fact that the desk had a sign that said “on lunch” made me wonder if he knew she was taking early lunches.

Apparently, he did know, because when I walked into his office, he was balls deep in said secretary, pounding into her like his life depended on it. His lips were moulded to hers, while she clung to him, both of them grunting and moaning.

Dean looked up and saw me there, freezing mid thrust, disconnecting the kiss as his jaw dropped. I didn’t wait for him to say anything, neither did I want Jo to see me break down.

I ran. I made the elevator and watched as Dean tried to catch up while pulling his pants up and yelling for me to stop. I didn’t. The door closed just before he got there. The door had barely opened when I exited the lift, not bothering to grab my car. Hailing the nearest taxi, I got away from there as fast as humanly possible.

The cab driver didn’t ask me what was wrong as I broke down in the back seat. He just drove me to my small apartment I’d gotten when I turned 18. John and Mary had helped me find it and furnish it. The rent was taken care of by them, and it was the perfect place for me to just be alone with my tears and my shattered heart.

I couldn’t grasp the reasons why Dean might be cheating on me. I wasn’t a runway model, but I was attractive, toned, I worked out, watched what I ate. But to know that wasn’t enough to keep him to myself broke something in me.

When Dean showed up pounding on the door like a crazy person, I ignored him. I wasn’t ready to face the blowout from this new complication. He broke the door with help from his goons, forcing his way inside, and stomping through the spacious flat till he found me in the bedroom. He tried to start with “Let me explain…” but I wasn’t in a mood to listen and pushed him toward the door, yelling at him to leave. He refused, and grabbed my arm to turn me so I faced him.

My hand had a mind of it’s own, and decided to swing up and clock him right in the jaw, hard.

He smacked my cheek hard enough to see stars, then ripped at my clothes, throwing me onto the bed. His fists left bruises on my skin everywhere, while he raped me, tying me to the posts of my bed, forcing me to spread my legs for him and his two henchmen. They beat me and took every hole I had, leaving me covered in blood and other body fluids.

I don’t know how long I laid there, drifting in and out of consciousness, unable to move because of the pain. But when I woke, I found myself in a private hospital room, and my neighbour sleeping in the chair by my bed. I tried to sit up and groaned as pain washed over me.

My neighbour immediately woke, helping me to sit and grab some of the water left for me. He tucked a stray lock of hair behind my ear as he put the water cup back and parked himself beside me on the small mattress. Hospital beds are notoriously small and uncomfortable.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Like I was run over about 1000 times with a semi.” I answered. We both chuckled at my poor humor attempt.

His face turned more serious after a minute. “Who did this to you?” I shook my head. I wanted to kill Dean and bury him so far into the ground, moles wouldn’t be able to dig far enough to find him. But I also knew what could happen if I told anyone what had actually happened.

But Sam wasn’t buying what I was selling. “Tell me. Please?” He tried pleading, giving me puppy eyes. I almost caved. Those hazel orbs and those luscious brown strands of hair almost had me captive. But not quite enough.

He seemed to sense my apprehension. “Scared darlin’? I don’t bite, I promise.” We both chuckled again. I shook my head again, but this time, I spoke up enough to get him to stop asking.

“I can’t talk. It’s not you I’m scared of Sam. It’s him.”

His eyebrows shot up. “Him? As in your fiancé? He did this?”

Fear took hold of me, my eyes begging him to not press further. “Please stop asking. I don’t want to deal with whatever repercussions he might have planned.”

It was Sam’s turn to shake his head. “YN, I know you were an item, but he crossed a line. This,” he gestured toward my battered body, “should never have happened. I’m not a narc, the cops will never get wind of this. But my brother will pay with his life. I swear this.”

My jaw dropped as he spoke, and he realized what he’d said. I hadn’t known Sam’s last name. He never told me and I never asked. We were just two friends, who happened to live side by side.

Now, the last piece of my adopted family sat before me. The brother I’d never met because he’d never been around.

“You’re Sam Winchester?” I balked, then shivered.

He nodded. “Yes. I never wanted to be involved in the family ‘business’ as I grew up and learned it. But family is still family. My dad said he would overlook the fact that I hated the violence, if I worked from a different side for him. So I take care of all the legal stuff for the family.”

I watched him as he sat there waiting for a response. Dean was now my enemy, and I wondered just how loyal Sam was to him. Though, if I had to hazard a guess based on what he’d told me just now, I wouldn’t be entirely convinced he was 100% loyal.

My eyes stung with unshed tears as reality came crashing into me. The man before me literally held my fate in his hands. “Are you going to tell him where I am?” My heart pounded as I held my breath, waiting for his response.

He held my gaze, then lowered his head. “I may not agree with everything my family does or is into, but they are my blood.” He looked up then. “That being said, Dean will never hear from me as to your whereabouts. I won’t let him anywhere near you again.”

He stood and began walking around the room as he spoke. “I may not like the violence associated with the life my family chose, but I have an almost insatiable bloodlust that I fight daily to control. When I found your door broken in and you covered in blood on the floor, I almost lost my control. It took everything I had to get you here without slicing into you myself. It’s why I walked away from the physical aspects of the businesses. Seeing you today, covered in all that blood and other fluids, I saw red. I wanted to seek out my brother and kill him, slowly, gutting him piece by bloody piece.”

All I could do was stare at this man, the one who’d befriended me, who saved my life, who made me laugh. I realized I loved him, which was hard to say considering I’d also fancied myself in love with his brother. But his confession just now made me think he felt the same way.

I had to know. “Sam, how long have you been in love with me?”

He shrugged. “Pretty much since we met. Your strong, beautiful, and smart. You remind me of angels when I hear you laugh, and you bring sunshine to my darkness. I would happily give my life for yours if it meant you were safe.” He paused. “Yours and the child you carry. Run away with me. I have more than enough money. We could go somewhere secluded and private. Change our names, raise kids together.”

I nearly fell over, especially when he mentioned the unborn child I carried. “I didn’t lose the baby.” I breathed. Then my eyes looked up at Sam. “Sam, you’ve been nothing but kind to me, and nothing would make me happier than to go with you on that crazy adventure. There’s just one thing I want to do first.”

“Name it.”

So I did.

Once I was released from the hospital, and while Sam was making all the necessary arrangements for us to disappear, I wrote a letter to John and Mary, thanking them for taking me in and letting them know this wasn’t their fault. Then I went to the private garage where Dean parked his car during the day while he was at work.

I dug my key into the side of his porche, making sure to peel the paint and finish off. I carved my name into his leather seats. Then my baseball bat found its way to his headlights, smashing them to smithereens, and my pocket knife slashed all his tires.

Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats.

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A/N: this is my first time writing lucifer!!! please give this some love and comments if i have done this character justice! i dont know how this will go but lets start this crazy roller coaster! Sorry for the word vomit, and sorry if the beginning statements don't match with where it's supposed to be...

Title: red riding hood a supernatural twisted fairytale

Pairing: Lucifer x reader

H&H: the colt

Kink: animal play

Tags: wolf form mating, being forced to battle with the love of your life without realizing its them, mating with said love in wolf form without realizing it is them, first transformation into werewolves, brothers learning your a werewolf in a family of hunters, i dont think there is anything else...

Rating: 18+ just to be safe

Summery: none to tell

Created for @heavenandhellbingo @spnkinkbingo @sweetness47

you marched right into the room, throwing the body of your dear father on the ground...

Yn: it is done... Now you have to release me...

Chuck: ya that's not gonna happen sweets, now give me the gun. Also you see your not the only wolf I've trained, you just happen to also be the victim as well as the killer...

You watched as a huge black wolf with eyes that seemed all too familiar to you starring at you, the wolf snarled and when it reverted back to human, you saw...

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Whoa whoa I'm getting ahead of myself here.. Perhaps I should explain a bit more first... Let's start at the beginning..

You lived in a small village deep in the mounted jungle of upper Europe, the name is not important. what is important is that you are one of 3 children in a family of hunters!

yes you heard that correctly, you and your older brothers were all being trained to kill anything evil for your entire lives. but one day a death happens in the village the leaders of the village gather the people to enforce some new rules!

chuck: as you all may or may not have heard by now one of our own was killed, mauled to death by a viscous animal. this is not a good thing, so as of tonight we are imposing a curfew the village gates will close at dusk every night and not reopen till dawn. anyone caught out of the gates at dusk when the gates are shut shall be left out of the village till dawn. further more anyone caught suspiciously behaving shall be locked in the cells till further information's can be obtained. now anyone with information on this attack let him speak now and share their knowing.

lucifer comes up beside you, your love your life, you and he had a nice thing going. you both had been betrothed to different people since you were six. But you both had basically grown up together and been best friends for eons.

but you both had been sneaking off to make out in the barn for many many nights, however you both were in agreement married or not that tonight would be the night you both would give yourselves over to each other completely. but you both had yet to say the L word.

lucifer (whispers in your ear): if its a beast lets just kill it and get it over with. you and i have better things to do in the barn.

yn (whispers back): indeed I think this is just a ruse to keep the village more secluded than we already are. both you and I are indeed ready for the next step. I don't care if we are married first or not, i want this with you...

lucifer (whispers to you): then we should meet like normal, we both have our families, we both have things we hold dear. you just happen to be my most dear thing to me. both you and i have our whole lives together. but tonight we become one in more than just our mental and emotional states but we will also now take control of our destinies.

yn (whispers back): not to worry i will meet you in the barn at the normal time, technically we wouldn't be breaking curfew of any kind but we would be missing the start of the celebrations for Lupercalia.

Lucifer smiles as his face burrows in the crook of your neck, as the leader chuck spoke once more.

Chuck: furthermore, those wishing to sign up for the hunting party can see the head of the Winchester house for more details. Thank you and enjoy the beginning of lupercalia! Let the celebrations begin!

Lucifer(whispers): save me a dance I have something to check on first...

He leaves your form, leaving you hot and bothered. Your brother's however were loud and obnoxious.

Sam: hey sis, what with the face

Yn: what face... You talking about the face that you have on yours after you have drank all those beers. Geez where's Dean anyway... Please tell me he isn't planning some elaborate attempt to get into my best friends skirt.

Sam: lord knows he is trying, mom and dad are fighting again. That's why I'm drinking and Dean is well not here. So I saw you and lucifer... Lookin pretty cozy there sis but isn't whoever mom and dad picked out gonna be jealous.

You scoffed, and turned your nose at your brother.

Yn: I've already told mom I'm not gonna marry that pompous jerk, I told her about Lucifer, she told me to follow my heart to always trust my heart to ignore dad... Basically that what dad says doesn't matter if my heart is trying to lead me elsewhere.

Sam was just about to speak when a voice spoke your name with such fierceness that it scared you.

John: yn....

You and Sam turn toward the voice seeing your dad marching toward you.

Yn: father

Sam: father

John: yn how dare you. How dare you break off an engagement that has been in place since you and that boy were born. All for what the love of a wood carver. Your mother may be okay with this insubordination but I'm not. Now girl either you get your head on straight or I'll force you to marry and mate your brother.

Your father drunklike slurred his words, both you and Sam felt his words sting you both. Though you were disgusted at that ideal, you both accepted that his word would be so if he had his way.

Sam: father come on let's get you home. We need to get you sober for the hunting party sign ups.

John reluctantly agrees but his eyes glimmer gold with the light of the fire, or at least that's what you thought.

You went to see your mom before meeting Lucifer, you knew she was sitting at the bar having a pint.

Yn: mother I want you to know that I am meeting Lucifer tonight, we plan to well ya know....

Mary: my little girl isn't a baby anymore, I am just happy that your happy. Did your father find you?

Yn: ya he did in his drunken slur he found me and Sam talking and Sam just took him home to sober him up for the hunting party sign ups. How's your night going?

Mary: well your father and I were arguing, he isn't happy about you breaking your betrothal, and he threatened to match you to your brother Sam... By the way Dean announced to us that he wants to pursue your best friend Jo as a love interest.... He told us that he would talk to you about it later cause your blessing on this is very important to him. Now what has Lucifer said to you about yours and his future together.

Your mother, always loving, always caring, never judging, never cross, you were her most precious child. Her love for you even topped the love she kinda felt for your father.

Yn: he says no matter what happens tonight, he would marry me tomorrow if it was allowed. But I think his plan is to... Mom, what are you...

You turn around to see a full moon rising, and then you both hear a loud growling angry howl in the distance.

Mary: you best be off then do what you must daughter, oh and think about going to see your grandmother tomorrow, she misses you so, and I do worry bout her what with this wolf running amuck. Promise me you will go see her, please... Just spend time there help her out. And whatever you do, keep an eye on her.

The way she said that was almost like she was warning you of something, some danger or such none sense coming your way.

But you turned your head again toward the dancefloor where your brother and your best friend were flirting.

You walked over but got swept off your feet in a backward hug from your boyfriend, new betrothed was more like it.

Dean: yn, Lucifer you both look mighty cozy ...

Yn: thank you brother, Jo is he bothering you cause I have no issue taking him to the barn and beating on him for you.

Jo kinda looks at Dean and smiles before turning back to you.

Jo: umm nah it's the start of lupercalia Its the start for new beginnings and happy times. The blood moon means rebirth and renewal. By the way Dean wasn't there something you wanted to talk to your sister about.

Dean ushers for you to dance with him... He was your big brother how could you say no... Of course you went to dance with your brother.

While dancing the following conversation took place between you and Dean

Dean: so you and lucifer... How's that going?

Yn: not too bad, we are just taking it one day at a time. We plan to loose ourselves fully to each other tonight.

Dean: wow, I'm happy for you sis, really I am. But I have to tell you something well rather ask you something. Your opinion is the only one that matters for what I would like to happen.

Yn: what's going on brother?

Dean: I would like your permission to pursue your best friend Jo as my love interest. I've been in love with her for well forever and I want your blessing to court/pursue your best friend.

Yn: of course brother, I would be honored to bless your union. Don't worry brother I always have your back, as I know you will have mine when I ask you for a favor...

Dean: of course sis what do you need.

Yn: I need a comfortable place for me and lucifer away from home tonight. Private and secluded where dad won't find us... And I promise I will make it worth your while.

Dean: I have a barn spot that I use for hiding from father sometimes. Now I will make sure there is comfort in there for you guys before you go there and I will cover for you at home. Just promise me you will be careful.

Yn: of course I will, I always am, I appreciate this bro, you are awesome! Just let us know when it's ready!

Dean: will do, I will give you back to your love now. But never forget how much me and Sam and mom love you... Dad on the other hand has only one goal that we 3 succeed him in the family hunting legacy.

Yn: family hunting legacy... Wait so we are what hunters, Dean I already know what dad's trade is but why does this concern me

Dean: cause he isn't a normal hunter, our family legacy is to be the greatest family of werewolf hunters known across the entire world.

Yn: wow so no pressure or anything

Dean: your taking this surprisingly well.

Yn: well of course I mean I kinda already suspected as much when every time mom mentions me visiting grandmother she has said how extremely worried about her with these wolves running amuck.

Dean: and are you going to see grandmother

Yn: I'll go see her tomorrow and be back hopefully in time for the evening feast.

Dean: well be careful and if you see a werewolf you need only scream, your voice is your weapon. It's your greatest power, use it only in times of trouble, it's also gonna alert me and Sam to your distress, our father won't know, mother will Sam and me will father won't. Just keep that in mind with everything you consider for your future.

Yn: Dean why would it matter if father...

Dean: he is insistent that you with marry Sam by the end of the year, he is insistent that you will not marry Lucifer, that you will not marry a wood carver, he is not gonna let this happen peacefully!

Yn: well then let him try, I will renounce the family name and the job it entails if I have to... I won't renounce you Sam or mom as my family, I will however deny that John is my father and he will cease to exist in my eyes.

That was overheard by your father who had sobered up as it were but you were not however aware that your family had another secret, one you soon would be exposed to.

You were not aware of this at all, you were not aware that your father was standing in ear shot of you and Dean. then you and Dean both heard a sharp howl ring through the air...

You both turned to see the wolf standing there he was snarling and growling, it lunged itself at you, Dean, Jo and lucifer.

You barely managed to get out of the way, it would not be till later you and lucifer both would realize you were bitten. It was then you fell toward Lucifer.

Lucifer: missed me love

Yn: thank you for catching me.but we should hide.

Lucifer and you ran with the crowd to the church it was holy ground the wolf would not be able to stand on it.

The wolf paces in front of the church and suddenly you and lucifer both heard the same voice in your heads.

Wolf: come to me tomorrow evening when it's dusk, come to the caverns used for mining in the old days, and you both will give a chance for me to see you both into your new found gifts, use them well. Plus if you snog tonight you will make things more intriguing going further. I'll be in touch.

Neither for you were gonna say anything for saying you hear strange things Is one thing, but saying your hearing the voice of a large werewolf in your heads would land you both in an asylum.

After the wolf left, you and lucifer went off to the barn, the celebrations continued. But that moment nothing matter but you and lucifer. Nothing else not the threats by your father, not the life you both lead, not the fact that this is was an act against the odds.

Lucifer: come on love, let's go...

Both of you move to leave but are stopped by a announcement, from chuck of all people who magically seemed to vanish during/if not before all the chaos with the wolf attack started.

Chuck: alright, people listen up... This attack has left us with 5 dead and 2 missing. One of those missing is the brother of lucifer, Gabriel! Don't worry our teams are gonna work hard to find those missing and we will ensure proper funeral rites for those dead. Let tonight serve as a warning of what we are truly dealing with. The celebrations will continue after the bodies of those dead are moved to a safer location.

You and lucifer were the first to leave the building. Heading to the barn, well where your brother's note said you would be safe and warm and comfortable and man was he not wrong.

Lucifer was against you tearing at your clothes as you were his, it was like this ravenous hunger was tearing you both apart. But it sure as hell felt amazing.

Soon Lucifer was on top of your form pressing you against the bed as he began to thrust his cock in and out of your throbbing wet pussy. The movements quickening as the 2 of you shared in the pleasures.

A few hours later a knock was at the door, you remembered your brother's note that he would bring you both clothes clean and food too.

You both covered up and you signaled for him to enter... Dean came in with clean stuff for both you and lucifer as well as food.

Dean: well congrats sis, you have mated, how do you feel.

Yn: honestly Dean I'm happy as can be. How's things at home.

Dean: still very very very tense. Father and his hunting party are setting out in a while to hunt down the beast while the tracks may still be there.

You were only sure of one thing that you had to tell your brother of your plan for that afternoon.

Yn: can you make sure the path to grandmother's is marked.... I just don't want to get lost. And plus it will make things easier if I am in danger Dean.

Dean: that's true. Wait your going to see grandmother?

Yn: yes this afternoon, mom asked me to. Why

Dean: I don't think that's a good idea.

Yn: and why not

Dean: cause the tracks were headed toward grandmother's. therefore there is a very good chance that grandmother might be in serious trouble and if that's the case, i don't think you going to see her is a good idea. okay things would be different if the tracks were not headed that way but hey are so i'm just telling you that ill mark a different way for you to go.. but if you see anything...

you turned fully to look at your brother.

YN: yes yes i know, use my voice and you will come save me. i know the rules dean... trust me dear brother to do the right thing. i appreciate you doing all this for us by the way. last night was incredible.

lucifer: yes it was and ill be honored to call you brother when this marriage happens.

dean: well i'll leave you both to it, and just so you both know, no one else is even aware of where you both are except for mom sam and myself. just be careful YN if you do decide to go to grandmother's the alternate path will be marked for you.

with that last word your brother graciously leaves. you turn back to look up at Lucifer.

Lucifer: when your brother showed up i was about to say good morning.

yn: well you could always say it now...

Lucifer cups your cheek and smiles as your eyes lock with his own.

Lucifer: good morning my love.

yn: good morning

Lucifer kisses you and another hour of passion goes by till you both realize that the day is slipping away and that you need to get going if you are to make it to your grandmother's before it's too late.

Lucifer walks out of the barn with you on his arm. this was a really tough thing for you both. having just spent the night curled up together in the hay, but you were now being escorted to the gate where you would leave down the path to your grandmothers.

Lucifer: i'll see you when you return.

yn: of course you will, i'll trust you to meet me right here... i'll let my brothers know when i return. trust me, i'll be fine.

you kissed him happily and upon pulling back smiled.

yn: not to worry love, both you and i soon as this wolf crisis is done and over with will be celebrating our engagement properly. i promise... now go work hard and see if you can figure out this entire wolf situation, offer some help with fortifying the fence...

Lucifer kisses you again before letting you go along the marked path. you held the basket of goodies for your grandmother, your mother had filled it up with things that she thought would benefit your grandmother.

you were not sure of what would happen and you kept hearing strange noises as you walked the marked alternate path... but you kept a steady pace.

you kept thinking about the wolf and what happened. you heard him speak to you mentally of course. but it was strange to say the least. definitely not normal. but you knew you had to go to him that night.

You arrived at grandmother's house and went inside. She greeted you as she usually would.

Deanna: Yn, my dear how you've grown here sit have some soup. And tell me what brings you by today.

You sat down and had some soup. You were into small bites of it when out of nowhere you felt this urging in your gut telling you to put it down and tell her all about what happened.

Yn: grandmother I mated last night. First of all, second of all there was an attack that left the village in a panic and the wolf that attacked the village well I could hear it talking in my mind. It wants me to meet it.

Deanna: ah well this is clearly connected to that mark on your arm. Or have you not noticed it.

You look down at your arm and see the bite.

Yn: omg omg what does this mean grandmother.

Deanna handed you a cloak a red one, it was soft and had a hood.

Yn: grandmother it's beautiful. But why are you giving it to me.

Deanna: cause I feel like you should have it after all, you seem to be targeted by this wolf. Maybe this cloak can protect you.

Yn: but my fiance what do I do there?

Deanna: well my dear what would you like to do?

Yn: I want to tell Lucifer the truth. About our family and what we do? I want to tell him what I am.

Deanna: then may the spirits be kind when you do. As for meeting this wolf I think you should for it may yield yet further answers for you child. Now enjoy your soup and sit with me while I knit this blanket for you to take home. But after you have meet with this wolf come back here so I can give you fresh clothes and such dear.

You nod and smile holding the blanket as your grandmother finished knitting it. Taking the red cloak you went to the meeting point.

It wasn't far from the cottage and you figured it would be alright. But the closer you got the stranger you began to feel.

You must have blacked out cause your body felt like it was going into cardiac arrest, you convulsed over in the entrance of the cave. You carried with you the cloak, you were unsure of what at the time was happening.

You put the cloak down, and sat down, not aware of your new form, not aware of how much you had changed. you were about to lay down when a deep snarl made you stand back up...

Yn: where am i?

Wolf: in my lair, don't worry you will learn what has happened to you soon enough. right now i need you to know that you and one other person from your village were selected to be my new recruits. by now they should be arriving as well. that's when you will mate with them and neither of you will remember a thing till its time. once that's done things will go back to normal and you will wake up at your grandmother's place. with your cloak. now stay right here while i usher in the other recruit. you and this other one wont be able to communicate just yet. but you wont care cause being alphas you both are gonna mate, and you will hopefully find yourself pregnant in a few weeks. by then you will know who gave you his seed, but you will also have a better understanding of what this all means

with that last snarled word the large wolf walked behind you toward where you entered from. you were so scared, though you were trying to make sense of his words.

but it wasn't long before you were basically for lack of a better word, mounted from behind. low snarls in your ear as you are pounded basically into the floor.

This overwhelming heat washed over you, your breathing became very ragged and your eyes swelled with tears. But yet still it continued.

you wanted to speak but knew no one would be able to understand you. after about half an hour the pounding stopped and you felt something or someone pick you up and carry you, your cloak around you.

They lay you in the soft snowy ground, then left, about an hour passed when you came too outside the cottage with nothing on but your cloak.

You wrapped in the cloak and walked inside the cottage. Your grandmother was standing there with a dress and some boots and a fresh clean hot blanket.

But instead of getting dressed right away you sat on the small bed and cried. Your grandmother comforting you the best she could.

Deanna: what happened to you my child?

Yn: grandmother do you believe that people can turn into wolves? Is it possible that when that wolf bit me...

Deanna: shh not another word my child. Just relax, your no good to travel till you have calmed down a bit and had some food.

You stayed a few more hours at your grandmother's before you knew you had to go.you gave her a big hug and turned to leave but stopped when she spoke again.

Deanna: yn, I shall tell you perhaps what you already know, but you shouldn't tell anyone else what happened to you. If they ask what took you so long to come back, say you and I were just talking and it got too late to come back. No one needs to know what happened here. And as for that boy you told me you mated with, well I am happy you are happy and I hope one day soon you will bring him to meet me.

Yn: of course grandmother and thank you again for everything.

Meanwhile, Lucifer was just coming out of the barn where he had just woken up a few hours before as well. In a similar predicament with some clothes from the previous day enough at least to go speak with your brother.

Dean: Lucifer, I trust you had a pleasant evening.

Lucifer: ya I would have if your sister had returned last night.

Dean sighed and shook his head.

Dean: she must have stayed the night at grandmother's. It must have been one hell of a conversation they had.

Lucifer: ya well it matters not what is important though is I need your help brother.

Dean looks at Lucifer who brings Dean toward the corner away from prying ears and eyes.

Lucifer: the night of the attack I was bitten, or scratched something like that, I didn't realize it till last night. I don't know if your sister was either. But I tell you this in confidence that you will not get us in trouble.

Dean starts pacing as he ponders what he has just heard.

Dean: it's all good brother, you have my sworn honor I will not tell anyone. But have you spoken to my sister about this yet. If not you should think about it, she love you for all you are, she has loved you forever. If you are honest with her she will open up more to you.

Lucifer nods as he picks up a cup of water and sips at it. Then turns slightly at the sound of people panicking.

Sam comes running over upon his eyes landing on Lucifer and Dean.

Sam: come quick you both are gonna want to see this.

Dean Lucifer and Sam all ran to get in front of the crowd. Only to see your form passed out at the gate.

Lucifer was the one to pick you up and carry you out away from the crowd. But it was your brother's quick thinking that made them not take you back home.

But instead send Sam to get your mother while Lucifer and Dean made a fire and tried to keep your body temperature from freezing anymore.

Your mother and Sam returned with more blankets, a change of clothes for you and some food. You were so cold but they were just giving you a once over.

That's when your mother noticed the bite mark on your forearm.

Mary: boys did you all know?

Dean: know what mom?

Mary: that yn was bit... It must have happened when that wolf attacked her and lucifer at the feast.

Dean looks at Lucifer who rolls up his sleeve and puts it next to your bite mark. Mary backs away and shakes her head slightly.

Mary: do you boys realize what John will do if he finds out. He is gonna test her and if she is a werewolf she will be disowned and hunted down. Now I'm not gonna say nothing but you boys best get your stories straight and make sure she keeps that covered up. Whether with bandages or long sleeves till it's healed. But know this, your father is gonna want to question her about where she was.

You started to stir, your mother instantly calmed down and went to sit on the other side of you. Your eyes fluttered open and your vision became clearer.

Yn: mom... Sam, Dean, Lucifer my love. What's going on why are you all hovering.

Dean: kiddo look at your arm. Tell us about that.

You sit up slightly to look at your forearm as the faces in the room train their expressions to your own.

Yn: you guys might want to sit down for this one... Cause this will explain why I didn't come home last night. And I beg of you all not to tell dad about this. Cause he would kill me dead if he found out.

Both your brother's sat down, your mom and lucifer already sitting down. Lucifer kept you steady as you spoke your tale.

Yn: The attack, the wolf was lunging at me and Lucifer, I didn't realize it till yesterday when grandmother pointed it out but I had been bitten. But at the church when the wolf stopped to stare at me and Lucifer I could hear him speak in my mind. He said for me to meet him in a cave near grandmother's house last night that all my answers would become clear. I arrived at the cave only to black out. I didn't come too till grandmother brought me back inside the cottage. By then it was much to late to make the journey back. So I stayed the night. I have no idea if I transformed or what have you. There is something else when I came too I wasn't wearing anything, so I was a little freaked out and very cold. After talking a bit with grandmother I passed out and woke up, got dressed had something to eat and left with fond farewells to grandmother. She is very excited to meet you Lucifer, of course that is once all this wolf business is taken care of. As well as she sent home a knitted blanket for you mother as she hopes to see everyone very very soon.

Your brother's still kinda on the defensive. You knew that things would be alot worse if John had been there, but it's been just crazy. Little did you know it was about to get alot worse.

Chuck was calling your brother's names both of whom stayed silent.

Yn(whispering): go both of you go, I'll be fine. Just go. Now, out the back go. I'll find you both later.

Both your brother's straightened out and went out the back door and came out standing talking together.

Chuck: Sam, Dean glad you both are well.

Dean: yes sir we are very well thank you.

Chuck: how is your sister, rumor has it she left early yesterday and hasn't returned yet.

Dean: did she do something wrong sir.

Chuck: not that I'm aware of but I would like to speak with her pending her engagement to Lucifer she needs to know the truth.

Sam was the one to speak for he could feel his brothers anger rising.

Sam: what truth?

Chuck: oh that her father already put through her wedding papers for her to wed you young Samuel. He said something about the power staying in the family or something like that.

There wasn't more to be said it was done, chuck set his trap and put the disfunction further in the family line.

Dean and Sam had already stormed off to find their father to get him to drop the papers in the fire or they would all leave the family business for ever or something to that extent.

Find John they did, but what happened next would define the entire state of their family line!

John: boys what the hell are you both doing here.

sam was the first one to reach john as he pushed john against the nearest tree. the anger in sam's eyes made dean step in nice and close for he was just as pissed at john if not more.

john could only smirk as he watched the anger growing more and more on his sons faces. he knew exactly why they were here and he knew exactly what was about to happen.

sam: why did you do it dad?

john: cause i dont approve of your sisters choice in mate and if she were to marry that has been wood carver... i would rather see her marry her own brother than a low on the food chain no good wood carver.

dean was at this point so mad that he placed a hand on his brothers shoulder.

Dean: so you plotted to marry my brother to my sister in what should be an illegal marriage. and for what reason. so you could keep the family line going, all the powers and abilities... that is just sick and wrong. undo it or so help us, we will take yn and lucifer far away from here, far far away from you thus denying everything you have taught us and raised us to be...

john now locking eyes with dean, the anger taking over his facials as he pushed sam off of him and spoke with a fierceness that he had never ever ever shown to his family like ever.

john: now you boys listen and listen good, i have trained you both and your sister to be the greatest hunters in all of history but when your sister announced that she would rather marry a wood carver than someone successful, well that set me over the edge and then you boys had to go getting involved. yes i found out that yn mated with lucifer thats why i put through the wedding papers for you and yn sammy. so that way she would have no claim to who she marries. that way lucifer would have no claim on her. your mama has no idea what she is talking bout putting all sort of crazy ideas in your sisters head. about true love and following her heart and and and.... ugh i should have killed her when i found out she was planning to turn my children against me and their birthrights. if any of you or your sister denies your hunters rite you will become the hunted the prey the thing i will hunt till the end of the earth if i have too. doesnt matter where when or how i would not rest till you were dead. do you boys understand me?

sam and dean breathing heavily from the adrenaline coursing through their veins, neither of them said anything instead just turned away and walked back toward the village.

they stopped by their family forge and finished constructing a special revolver, they would soon call it the colt. it would be able to kill anything and anyone. they had planned on giving it to you and lucifer as a wedding present. but they knew if you stood a chance at all against john the gift would have to be early given.

sam: how many bullets should we make for her?

dean: as many as we can forge, brother she will need all the protection she can get against father. now lets hurry.

a few hours later they would finish and by then the following conversation would have taken place between you and lucifer after you would have woken up from your rest, gotten dressed and eaten something.

lucifer: there is something i need to tell you, the night of the attack, the night you were bitten, i was as well. when i lept in to save you. i thought we were both fine, but i guess we were both wrong. Anyway when you mentioned the wolf speaking to you that rang a few bells for me as well, he said something similar to me that night as well. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you sooner my love.

You moved to place your hand on his cheek smiling gently as you motion to speak but a soft knock at the door makes you look up.

Your mom went over to the door and looked opening it slightly to let your best friend Jo inside.

Yn: Jo, what...

Jo sat down and looked very very worried.

Jo: I over heard a conversation between chuck and your brother's apparently your father has gone and turned in your wedding papers for you to wed Sam... Your brother's went to tell at your father, must not have gone well cause now they are in the forge. I came straight here just in case.

yn: that son of a bitch, i hope my brothers return soon so we can hear what they have to say about what john said. as far as i'm concerned he will no longer be referred to as my father... i can no longer live as his daughter i don't deny my hunting talents and gifts i deny the man who taught them to me. mother i do not deny you i deny the man who you married.

Your mother could only smile for she already knew it was not her you were mad at, twas your father who had wronged you.

It would be 2 hours of you sitting with your love, your best friend and your mother that your brother's walked in with 2 boxes each engraved with symbols and Latin inscriptions on the lids.

You sit up and everyone else gathers round. Your brother's place the boxes on the bed in front of you.

Sam: I'm so sorry sis, I know by now you have heard from Jo about what chuck said to us. We did talk to dad and he is just doing this to keep your skills and power in the family. He doesn't want the power you have to be bred with the likes of a wood carver in other words he wants us to marry or he will hunt us to the ends of the earth and kill us all.

Dean: we told him that we would never let him harm you nor would we let him force this wedding between you and Sam. We said we would run with you and lucifer. yn we would run and live lives away from the village, away from father.

Sam: I personally don't want to marry you squirt... It's too much fun when we spar... I hope you and lucifer have long and happy lives together and one day produce a beautiful set of kids. Now let's figure out a plan, dad knows you and lucifer mated and he knows something else is up.

dean: ya he figured there was more to the story when you didn't come home last night. when you went to grandmothers. i wouldn't expect a warm welcome when you go home... if you go home at all do so when you know he won't be there. also we need to keep the fact that you both are bitten from the entire village other wise this will turn into a bigger blood bath than expected. if we have too we will run tonight after dark before the gates close, we can be through the hills and away from here before light...

you got up and went to hug both your brothers, you were happier than ever... although in that moment you all had no idea that things were about to get worse... for in that moment when you were about to speak again, the wolf sighting alarm sounded.

you, your Mom, Sam, Dean, jo and Lucifer all ran out the back door one at a time, all running to the church, Sam with Mary, Dean and Jo, you and Lucifer. meeting once again together in the church. where you and Lucifer once more heard the voice of the wolf in your mind.

wolf: okay you 2 time for you both to remember what happened last night... time for you both to remember what you are, and what you will become again tonight. beware the blood moon for it doth not know no bounds. ill reveal myself in a couple days time. soon as its safe ill be in touch again.

the wolf howls once more and vacates the area dragging one of the dead bodies back into the woods. again no one saw chuck enter the church no one saw him on the grounds when the wolf warning sounded.

but anyway you and lucifer sat down in one of the pues and opened the boxes your brothers had given to you. they revealed a gun and a set of bullets...

yn: you guys did you finish the....

dean: we sure did kiddo... this is the same gun you had designed, on that piece of bark with the end of my carving knife. bullets and all. it's all yours kiddo. it can kill anything supernatural or not supernatural. it's better protection than just your fists in some battles.

well the conversation was cut short when chuck approached the group... this made you and Lucifer close the boxes and your brothers surrounded you bth.

Chuck: yn, how are you feeling?

Yn: much better now thank you...

Chuck: i'm very sorry to hear that you won't be marrying Lucifer ... you 2 are so compatible.

Yn: i am marrying Lucifer, i have renounced my fathers hold on my life. he is no longer my father and i would happily kill him for this insubordination. which is why i would like to formally turn in these wedding papers for me and Lucifer. and to formally ask that you burn the papers that my father so wrongfully turned in against our knowledge.

Chuck: done, seeing as you have denied him who helped create you let me give you some advise. kill him... however you wish to do it, kill him...

you heard a change in his vocal tones, the words kill him rang solely in your ear. it was all you heard even after Chuck left. but you shook it off as you leaned into the embrace of the love of your life.

Chuck: attention everyone due to this recent attack we are issuing a questioning period, a kill order for the wolf... whoever sees it and can do so kill it, you shall be handsomely rewarded for bringing its head. pertaining to this attack though it has left no one dead just some injured, those injured will be checked and if bitten they will be put down. anyone who had injuries from the previous attack, will too be put down if they hid being bit or hurt in the attack. we are taking this matter very seriously and i just want what's best for the village if that means sacrificing a few members then so be it. we will wait here a few more hours till sunrise and then we will be allowed to leave the church.

you now had to figure this out but when you were in the church just nestled in the arms of the love of your life, you had a dream...

of your time that you spent in the cave, your transformation, getting spoken too, getting mounted by another wolf and pounded into the ground. waking up in the snow with only your cloak on.

so that's what the wolf meant by you will remember what happened to you and what you became. and what you would become again.

tonight when you would transform would be when you would kill your father... maybe before hand. either way this would all end tonight.

once the time limit passed and light was passing through the panes of the church windows you and Lucifer went to get cleaned up and so did everyone else.

promising to meet up again after taking care of a few things he would see you for lunch. but you both would not be making it to lunch.

as it would turn out you both were whispered different sayings by chuck. sure it wouldn't be such a big deal if this was normal circumstances but this time it would turn into a big deal.

you took the cloak and went to the forest, to test if you could shift just your claws and teeth. well it worked a few moments later you were scratching a tree with your claws, finally something you were happy was happening.

you heard someone screaming your name as the night sky was coming in and the blood moon rising high in the sky.

yn: good i don't even have to go looking for him. he will come to me...

you turned around after the footsteps were coming closer. you changed your claws and teeth back to normal, and turned around after pulling your hood over your head.

yn: john

john: you shall address me properly you insolent little girl...

yn: i would if i was still your daughter. i have told everyone close to me that i deny being your daughter. i don't deny my brothers or mother cause they didn't betray me, they didn't go behind my back and try to force me to marry my brother. first of all yuck, and second of all yuck and third of all your a sick man who doesn't have a clue about what i've been through. okay yes i mated and yes i have taken a responsibility of ensuring my future by turning my wedding papers to wed Lucifer and chuck burned the ones you gave him when i told hi that i disowned you. oh but don't worry cause your day of reckoning is here, for you see, i have been given a gift and this gift requires your death.

you changed your teeth first, then your claws, you knew that it would be easier to do it this way. no emotional attachment and no empathy. just his death, if you bit him you could say he was bitten and you did the liberty of putting him down.

yes of course the town would believe that, what else would they do... never mind the fact that you were the only one around at this point, the gate was getting ready to close and this would be the last stop on the tour well for him anyway.

you lunged and pinned him to the ground, holding him down so he couldn't access his weapons, you bit him, now through the screaming and stuff your vision kinda blurred so you couldn't exactly tell where you did bite him but you could taste the blood and skin in your mouth.

getting round to pulling back. you felt strange, like you were being drawn to the cavern from the other night. you grabbed your father's body and stabbed it with a knife before dragging it to the cavern. once there you turned back to normal

you then carried your fathers body inside and threw it down before the large wolf that stood in front of you.

yn: okay enough games who are you and what the hell did you make me do that for.

the wolf turned into chuck and your anger went through the roof...

yn: why why did you... i mean...

chuck laughed and could only snarl at you as he proceeded to stalk toward you.

chuck: ahh good girl you follow instructions really well. why you ask cause i was tired of the lack of fear in the village. so i decided that instead of killing the wildlife, i would take the life owed me during the blood moon in human form. plus human tastes so much better than deer or bear or even our own kind. but turning you and the one other person well that was a happy accident. i also knew that this would bring so much joy to my cause. and you just completed your initiation now you much fight for your ranking. you and the one other person i turned must now battle for the right of being omega and beta. whatever the case... you nee

you shifted to a wolf and snarled your go... a wolf with eyes familiar came charging at you in that moment.

lunging at each other landing several good hits, you both were too tired to continue this charade. you both bowed out, you went and crawled under your cloak, so you could transform back.

you transformed back and buttoned up the rest of your cloak placing your arms through the holes. chuck tssed a pair of pants at the other wolf who transformed back.

going into a form you knew all too well. the form of the love of your life. lucifer.

yn: lucifer...

lucifer: yn... wait so that wolf i pounded that was you?

yn: well i guess if we end up pregnant i will be sure of who the father is... but chuck on the other hand needs to be taught a lesson love.

lucifer: yes i agree... but first i want to know why... and wen can we go...

chuck laughed and then let a low growl emit from his throat.

chuck: well you too are not done yet, you both called draw on a fight for dominance. that's not how this is done. either you 2 finish the fight properly or you both can perish at the hands of these other wolves. its your choice.

lucifer and you both stood ready to fight... but it was lucifer who spoke..

lucifer: never not in a million years but i have a secret, see i planted something near by and if i am correct itws right where i left it... so here it is, either you let us go and we will go leave and never come back, our families with us or we will kill you and your pack, this town and its people will be free to live in peace... it your choice...

lucifer noded for you to pull your fathers personal effects off his person, and in his belt, in his holster, there was the gun... the one weapon that you were sure would work...

you pulled it out holding it behind you as you stood behind lucifer. you nudged your love to face off with chuck but to keep him human. or well whatever would happen.

lucifer and chuck began to battle, lucifer had chuck at one point them chuck broke free and transformed, you pulled the colt and shot point blank at chuck before he dodge the bullet.

chuck: silver little girl that's only gonna work if your a decent shot.

you scoffed and smiled as a thud sounded in the cave. chuck looked behind him at the lieutenant of his on the ground.

chuck: you vile little ingrate... i otta turn you into a throw rug and your love into a pin cushion. now hand me that gun or so help me...

you made a move to toss it at chuck but instead handed it to lucifer who caught it just in time to shoot chuck as he was mid transformation back to human... his body flew against the wall of the cave, you both stood over him so you both would be the last faces he ever saw.

lucifer grabbed one of the coats from the floor and put it on himself as he then picked up the body of chuck, and you picked up your fathers body, you both walked back toward the village, passed the crowds, through the rows of people to the center stage...

placing your fathers body on the stage and standing above it, lucifer placing chucks body on the higher platform...

lucifer: Chuck murdered the father of my beautiful bride.. she has been through a great ordeal. she was knocked out in the snow when i found her like this.. together we defeated Chuck and brought his body back as proof that he is the wolf that was haunting this village. well he can do no more harm. also i am very happy to announce that my beautiful bride is pregnant. we will be announcing details of our wedding soon as possible. one mass funeral shall be held for the dead to be honored, lupricellia will continue as the blood moon is risen still for 2 days we will not let this dim our time to be joyful and happy. thank you all for your attention and cooperation.

you and lucifer go to sit on a near by pile of hay. he locks eyes with you for a moment before he senses your realization.

yn: how do you...

lucifer: i can hear an extra heart beat from you. it is a faint one but its there... we re gonna be parents.

you hugged lucifer and could only smile as his form now held onto you as the people began to re build the village. the funeral and the wedding were within months of each other but overall that is it.

this has been the tale of the girl, the wolf the love, the grandmother and the best told story in the entire world. though have you heard the one of the man who got cursed...

~that's all folks for now~

[drkcnry67]

50 Shades of Winchester 1

title: 50 Shades of Winchester 1

pairing: Dean x reader

rating: 18+

****ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 WHO READS THIS STORY WILL BE VIOLATING THE LAWS TUMBLR SET IN PLACE. THIS STORY CONTAINS SMUT, DRIPPING HOT WAX ON A NAKED FEMALE BODY WHILE SHE IS GAGGED, A ROUGH PUSSY FUCKING AND TO TOP IT OFF THIS WILL BE STUFF OUT OF NIGHTMARES.****

Tags: dripping hot wax onto naked female body, gaging, rough pussy fucking, lip licking, male cock in female pussy, tight virgin pussy, 

Kink: wax play

Dark: gags

Created for @spnkinkbingo @spndarkbingo @sweetness47

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[sweetness47]

Aaaaahhhhhhh my brain... Love it... Keep going Sammy

[everthesame]

Thats the weirdest erotic sentence i’ve read all month

[naznomad]

this fucking post singlehandedly ruined my life

[hedwig-dordt]

You don’t really appreciate how fucking great fan fic is when it comes to writing sex untill you stop to recognise how Serious Literary Stars fail at writing sex.

[shredsandpatches]

DO A BARREL ROLL

[jottingprosaist]

#in all my years of reading fic i have never encountered a sentence this terrible #did he just say that his dick smacked EVERY MUSCLE in her body except you know her vagina? #like I'MMA SMACK YOU IN THE CHEEK I'MMA SMACK YOU IN THE SHOULDER I'MMA SMACK YOU IN THE CALF #what is your dick doing?? #how do you think sex works morrissey??

Forget what his dick is doing, what are her breasts doing? How do a pair of fat sacks attached to a ribcage barrel-roll anywhere? Let alone across a man’s mouth and then his wanger immediately after? Sir, why is your mouth so dong-adjacent? Is your weiner detachable, is that it? Do you have your joystick clutched in your hand so that you can score a sweet schlong-to-titty-roll immediately after a kiss and then proceed to beat your banana all over her body in the world’s most failed attempt at erotic massage??? HOW DO YOU THINK SEX WORKS???

[mugsandpugs-deactivated20160917]

… guys

….. Are the sex scenes in My Immortal better than this? “HE PUT HIS THINGY IN MY YOU-KNOW-WHAT AND WE HAD SEX.”

… I mean. Comparatively…

[aphroditeinthetomb]

Like, in My Immortal, it’s at least implied he knows where he’s supposed to put it. It’s very simplistic, Ikea-style sex (insert tab A into slot B) but that’s better than this vague, useless composition of random, nonsensical placement and movement of body parts. So yes, the sex in My Immortal is, in this sense, better.

[peccaviofthesparrow]

@master-of-strings

[teashoesandhair]

OK so I’m sure people are aware of this, but just in case you’re not: there is an annual ‘award’ given every year by the Literary Review for bad sex scenes in fiction. The above entry (sorry) by Morrissey won this illustrious award in 2015 (and yes, he threw a massive tantrum about it, because he’s Morrissey):

The best part of this is that the 2016 nominations were just announced, and OH BOY, there are some absolute crackers this year:

And in case anyone is interested, these are some of the entries that Morrissey beat to the top prize last year:

I agree. We are spoilt by fanfiction. 

[saanphoenix-deactivated20260411]

I don’t know who to laugh at more, the guy having an existential crisis before getting a blowjob or the one going, “Mmm. Papaya. Much more arousing than this nonsense.”

I will never fear about my porn again.

[anthonytheshuhite]

GO BACK TO SONGWRITING MORRISSEY

[arcticlucie]

If I ever write anything this atrocious, please, someone, anyone, smack me upside the head.

[disteal]

Come, sonny boy

[frootloopstruggle-deactivated20]

@sephet everything in this post is gold.

[seeminglyseph]

On days when I look at my writing and worry I have failed… I have not failed as hard as these people. jfc

[gehayi]

If you’re wondering who won for 2020, the answer is nobody.

Bad sex award cancelled as public exposed to ‘too many bad things in 2020′

[sunsetsrmydreams]

I am crying🤣

[shannoneditorauthor]

Every time the Bad Sex Writing topic comes up, I just want to throw a party for all my fellow fanfic writers. Luke, seriously, there really IS worse writing out there, so don’t be so hard on yourself!

[sweetness47]

Oh my god 😂😂😂😂 literally... What the actual fuck goes through these minds???? Are they smoking pot while writing? Inquiring minds want to know...

[iguanamouth]

oh my gdO CAN YOU DRAW GODZILLA MOMMA CARRYING LIKE A HUNDRED LIZARD BABIES ON HER BACK FOR TAKE YOUR CHILD (lizard) TO WORK DAY

oh SHOOT well i cant swing 100 but how bout

[daybreakboys-deactivated2024031]

If I don’t always reblog this assume I am dead

[blu3-skyy]

SHES SO PROUD OF HER BBY

[ladykenway1992-deactivated20210]

Dawwww!!!! Momma’s Little City Destroyed!! * sniffles * They grow up so fast…

[holylulusworld]

Aw, that’s cute. 😭

[sweetness47]

Almost Too Late

This is for @idreamofplaid and @girl-next-door-writes for their ‘They Belong to Us Now’ Challenge. Hope you guys like it! Congrats on your milestones btw.

Warnings: Swearing, death mentioned, dark spirits, kissing at the end, pining I’m going to say PG-14

Prompt #16: If You die, I’m going to kill you.

Theme: AU Castle

Pairing: Sam x reader

Life was good, or mostly. My friends and I hunt monsters, save people from the things that go bump in the night. This isn’t what your thinking though. We don’t drive places. Most of our travel is done by horseback or hiking. The industrial revolution came, left, and is in the process of being reborn, but it’s very slow going.

Every day is a new adventure. It’s just four of us: me, Dean, Sam, and my friend Charlie. Oh, and spoiler alert…I’ve had a major crush on Sam forever! Like seriously. I mentally drool when he talks to me, stands close to me, and my underwear is a sopping mess by the time the day ends. It’s super hard being so attracted to him, especially since he has no clue. I hesitate to bring it up, my worst fear is that confessing my feelings would ruin what we have.

That would kill me.

So I suffer silently. Charlie has noticed my pining, and has tried to get me to admit my feelings to him. But I’m terrified. If I lost him because I chose to share my attraction, I’d never be able to live with myself. I would lose the one thing in my life worth living for, besides friends, and that would kill me, literally.

I’ve pictured all the different ways I could approach the subject. I could casually just walk beside him and slide into my feelings. I could just jump him while everyone’s sleeping (my personal favorite…for obvious reasons) but what if he rejects my advances? I just can’t find an outcome where I’m not overthinking, where I don’t see chances of disaster, of rejection, of heartbreak.

Ugh. FML. Seriously.

**

Our travels bring us to a long abandoned castle. It’s creepy as fuck, but if properly fixed and cleaned up, it could actually be a really good home for us to work out of, a place where we can just hold up and crash, seek safety, keep our belongings we don’t usually need on hunts.

It’s really big, in an intimidating sort of way. I shiver as I walk closer and touch the stone walls. There’s a presence or two here, things that are tethered to this ancient land, to this castle. It’s dark, and dangerous.

And it knows we’re here.

“Guys? We’re not alone here.”

Sam, Dean and Charlie all turn towards me, and wait. They know I’m able to feel things, so if I say to be careful, they listen.

I continue. “I don’t know if there’s more than one, but whatever is in here is dangerous, like deadly. And it already knows we’re here. The good news? It hates light. Bad news though…the sun will be setting in a couple of hours. We won’t stand a chance if we don’t make a plan.”

“Is it worth us even staying? I mean, we could always find another place to shack up.” Dean’s voice tells me he’s going against his heart. He really likes this place as much as the rest of us, but he also knows not to take my feelings lightly.

“Maybe, but how often do we come across such a magnificent place? A lot of castles have long since been destroyed by one disaster or another. With some work, and luck, we could make this our home. I love the idea of having a solid place to rest once in a while.”

I love Charlie. She’s never one to beat around the bush. Straight forward and honest. I nod in agreement, but as I stare at the dark looming windows and the ancient structure of the castle, I can’t help but wonder if Dean might have a point. I personally have never felt something this dangerous before and frankly, I honestly don’t know how to deal with whatever dwells inside.

**

The human called YN is correct, something dark and dangerous does occupy this castle. Me. I am the biggest threat here, the banshee that recently sought refuge here is nothing compared to my dark power.

I am a void, a darkness, sentient and silent. I feed off fear and humans, the ones that are foolish enough to try and remove me from my home. Many have tried. None have succeeded.

I am near indestructible. I revel in the power I possess. I will never let anyone take it from me.

I used to be malicious, hell bent on finding the next willing victim to feed my hungry darkness. Then my brother entity, the one hunters dubbed “the Empty” made a deal with an angel, where the angel would help save what was left of this world and then go willingly into that void.

The anguish I felt from those the angel considered family was horrific. They mourned. I hated the idea that the one like me could be so cruel. We were made for harbouring souls, ones that had no other place to go. We were made to feed on those dead and lost, to grow and suck the life from them. But we were never to make deals to take a willing live being, no matter the end game.

That was what our creator told us. My brother didn’t listen.

I did.

I left because of that. And was punished for it.

Now I am tethered to this stone building. I’ve been here for a long time, and have grown quite fond of the peace and quiet. Most of my energy is gotten from stray animals, or the occasional human. But I absolutely refuse to leave.

So I prepare to fight. I won’t lose this home.

**

Sam peeks through the door and down the dark hall. “Sounds like fun. Shall we?” He grabs a flashlight and steps over the threshold. The moment he does, I feel the change in whatever has possessed this place.

I grab his arm. “Sam, be careful.”

He nods. “Always.”

I snort at that response, because for as much as I love the brothers, they have had a tendency to get into some stupid situations.

Dean follows Sam, then Charlie and I step inside. I’m blown away from what greets us. The first archway we encounter opens to a massive foyer, large enough to rival a grand ballroom, with corridors leading off in all directions, as well as a grand wide staircase, gleaming with gold accents and dark cherry wood railings. All I was missing was the fancy ball gown and a crowd of ballroom dancers to complete the picture.

Honestly it felt like we’d stepped into a fairy tale, but the danger looming in the background dispelled that notion pretty quick. And now that we were inside, I could definitely sense more than one. The first one, the dark presence that resided in the walls, it was intelligent, and it didn’t feel as threatening as the other. Spirit number two was restless, malevolent, and downright deadly.

“Guys, just a heads up. There’s two different entities here, both are dangerous, but one of them is more so than the other. Be careful. We go in pairs. Watch each other’s backs.”

Everyone nods, and Dean whisks me down one hall while Sam and Charlie explore the other. The moment we’re alone, Dean calls me out on what I didn’t say.

“Ok hotshot, spill. What aren’t you telling us?”

I sigh. Dean knows I have a thing for his brother, and has encouraged me numerous times to tell Sam how I feel. He also knows I have a habit of keeping important information from the others when I feel like it could jeopardise an outcome.

I stop and face my friend. “It’s just a feeling Dean. Honest.”

Dean purses his lips as if trying to figure out if my words are the truth. “Ok. But the moment that changes, you tell us. None of this hero bullshit you usually pull. I saw the look in your eyes. Your spooked. And you never get spooked like this.”

He’s right. It’s one of the reasons I’m good at hunting the things that go bump in the night. I don’t scare easily.

I nod. “I know. I promise to tell you if the feeling becomes more. Ok? Can we drop it now?”

He does, but only because I have a tendency to blow a fuse if I’m pushed too far. And I need to be on top of my game if I want to stay ahead of the dark.

An ear-splitting, high pitched scream echoes through the entire castle, the walls vibrating as it bounces off everything it touches.

Dean and I look at each other and say at the same time. “Banshee!!”

We radio Charlie and Sam. They confirm they heard the creature as well, and promise to keep a close eye on their surroundings. I can’t shake the heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach though. It’s almost like someone’s going to die…

FUCK!

“Dean! We have to find Sam and Charlie now!”

He takes one look at my facial expression, and whatever he finds there is enough to convince him not to argue. Another banshee scream fills the halls, and we take off back to the main foyer as we try to radio Charlie and Sam. They don’t answer, so we head in the direction they took when we split off.

The horrible feeling grows with each step, and when we stumble upon a broken two-way radio, I swallow hard. Dean calls out, but neither answer. I look at the elder Winchester, who’s grim looks mirror my own.

Suddenly, we’re thrown across the room by the high pitched wail, having been too distracted to notice her presence. I recover quickly, my need to contain her is great, she is a road block in my quest to find my friends and make sure they are all right. I summon my will, and I throw everything I have, everything I am feeling, at my nemesis. Her screams fade as she disintegrates before our eyes.

It’s then we see Charlie and Sam, both of whom are lying on the ground, motionless. Charlie is moaning and attempting to open her eyes and sit up, but my focus is on Sam, or rather his lack of movement. I’m paralyzed by fear when I notice his shallow breathing, the struggles he has just trying to breathe.

I fall to my knees beside him. “Sam? Baby, talk to me.”

He coughs and smiles weakly, blood trickles out of his mouth with each wheeze. “You called me a pet name. I knew you liked me.”

Tears fell as I smiled at his attempt at humor. “Asshole! Don’t you dare try and distract me. I swear Sam, if you die, I will kill you. Do you hear me? I will fucking hunt your ass down and kill you!”

His answer is to chuckle, but it quickly turns to another bout of coughing, and more blood oozing from his perfect lips. He never gets to say what he’s thinking as his lungs give out, and he stops breathing.

My worlds stops. I can’t breathe.

A gasp leaves my lips, and quickly turns into a strangled cry. I fall over him, hugging his still form, begging him to wake up, to come back to me. I can’t live without him.

Why the hell did I pair with Dean? Why? I could have protected him! I’m such an idiot! And now I’ll never be able to tell him I love him, I’ll never hold him again, or kiss him the way I’ve always imagined.

Because he’s gone.

That’s when I feel the other presence, the heartache that mirrors my own. The entity within the walls is feeling my pain, which is weird in itself, like it’s mourning my loss.

So I engage it in conversation.

You…why do you mourn my loss? I ask it in my head.

There’s no delay in the answer I receive. I have felt human loss before, it saddens me. What makes this human special?

I love him. He is everything to me…the air I breathe, the life in my body. He’s my reason for living. Is my answer.

This time there is considerable pause before it talks to me. I can bring him back for you. All I ask in return is to be allowed to stay in these walls. I have grown to like it here.

Deal. If you can save him, I will not harm you. But you can never harm me or my friends for as long as we live in this place.

The entity agrees, and I feel it join with my mind, it’s darkness seeping into my body, taking my power and my connection to Sam. I involuntarily move my hands to hover over his chest, and close my eyes as power is released from me into him.

Sam’s body shudders and suddenly he gasps, sitting upright, his lungs taking in gulps of fresh air. He coughs then looks at me, eyes wide.

And I fold my arms around his neck and kiss him.

It takes about two seconds for him to kiss me back, parting my lips with his tongue. Kissing Sam is everything I imagined and more, he tastes sweet, like cotton candy. I’m crying again, but it’s tears of joy. I eventually tear my mouth from his, needing to say three words.

“I love you.”

His response comes immediately. “I love you too YN. Always have.”

He kisses me again, leaving Dean and Charlie cheering and teasing us to get a room. I look up, and a shadowy figure smiles in my direction. The entity.

Thank you. I manage.

It nods, then fades into the walls.

@idreamofplaid @girl-next-door-writes @drkcnry67 @lyarr24

[castielscaplan]

Kryptonite

Summary: Bucky watches you give birth.

Warnings; fluff, childbirth

Pairing: Bucky x female reader

—

Bucky shook his head in wonderment as he gazed down at her as she laid in the hospital bed, sweat dribbling down her face, teeth clenching and unclenching as the grip of her hand tightened in his.

“Just calm down, baby, calm-” Truthfully, the man was absolutely freaking out. Here he was, holding his wife’s hand, while she gave birth to his first child. He couldn’t believe his luck. He had retired from the team, much to the dismay of Steve and Peter.

He had to. Once he found out he was going to have a family, he couldn’t risk going on missions and not returning home to her. He wanted to remain in one piece.

“Bucky, I swear to hell, don’t tell me to calm down!” She grimaced as she pushed the baby out of her, earning a pleasant smirk fro Bucky.

Twelve hours.

Twelve long hours he sat with her in the delivery room.

And during that time, all he could think about was the discussion they’d both had only a month before the baby was currently being born.

“I can not believe you talked me into this; having a family!” She scoffed one morning while they sat for breakfast, Bucky handing her a glass of orange juice, while he himself drank coffee.

He smirked over his mug before taking a large swig and placing the object down before leaning over and placing his palm against the swollen belly.

“You don’t need to protect me on missions now, Y/N,” he grinned. “But I promise I will do my duty as a boyfriend and protect what is mine.”

She smiled at him before he leaned over and kissed her forehead and returning back to his coffee.

The wails of a baby sounded through the frantic room of doctors and Bucky felt his grin ever growing. “Oh, she’s beautiful,” he swallowed down the sob that yearned to escape as the nurse placed the baby on her chest.

She held the baby tightly as two tears slid down her cheek. “Bucky,” she whispered before looking up at him. “This, this is what you need to protect now.” Her eyes shimmered with happiness and joy.

“I promise,” he vowed, placing a protective hand over her wrist before leaning over and kissing her.

[sweetness47]

Awwwww😍😍😍😍😍

[allblackobsessed-deactivated201]

You will never ever annoy me if you

Send me random anons

reply to my posts

send me an ask

reblog me

talk to me

say hello

give me random love

“bother” me

So please stop thinking otherwise.

[iliumheightnights]

I am so attention craved I Swear to you you can just say “hi” and I’ll be like “hey bestie!”

[blackpowwer-blog]

REBLOG: go to your blog and click the egg to see what hatches

[jinglepancakebells]

I got Sonic the Hedgehog.

Sonic the freaking Hedgehog.

Maybe I cracked the egg too fast.

[pikachucastiel-deactivated20220]

I GOT A SPARKLY NICHOLAS CAGE

[ohwormbro]

GUYS SO YOU GO TO YOUR PAGE OR BLOG AND THEN CLICK ON THE EGG LIKE IT US A PHOTO

[luffys-dixkridder]

Alright

[kadestown-archived-deactivated2]

ok bet

[beachwae]

[ID: a Picture of an egg? end ID]

[justcallmespike-deactivated2022]

Alrighty then.

[queenofwerewolves]

please gimme something good

[bucksfucks]

      𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝

gif credit

summary || when your car breaks down on the side of the road and your dad can’t come rescue you, he sends the next best thing. 

pairing || dadsbestfriend!bucky x reader 

word count || 2,434 words

warnings || significant age gap (reader in 20′s, bucky in late 30′s), car sex, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, drunk sex, alcohol consumption, sloppy sex, bucky teases you a lot, thigh riding, pet-names, fingering, finger sucking, size kink, metal arm kink, praise kink, slight edging, bucky finishing in you, talk of masturbation (in passing) — 18+ ONLY//MINORS DNI

notes || if i see you plagiarize my work i will personally steal all of your left shoes and right socks

Keep reading

[ultrafacts]

Source 

[hellkatsally]

These dudes are fucking legit.  They don’t just show up one day in court, either, they actually make friends with the kids and let them know they have a support system and that there are people in the world who care about them and will always have their back.  And less important, but also cool, is that the few times a couple of them have come into my cafe, they’ve been super friendly and polite and when I told one of the guys that I noticed his Bikers Against Child Abuse patch and wanted him to know how awesome I thought he was because of it, he got kind of shy and blushed and said, “The kids are the awesome ones, we just let them know they’re allowed to be brave.”

[bebinn]

The source is long, but so, so good. These men and women are available in 36 states, 24 hours a day to stand guard at home, in court, at school, even if the child has a nightmare. Many of them are survivors of childhood abuse as well, and know what it’s like to feel scared and alone.

In court that day, the judge asked the boy, “Are you afraid?” No, the boy said.

Pipes says the judge seemed surprised, and asked, “Why not?”

The boy glanced at Pipes and the other bikers sitting in the front row, two more standing on each side of the courtroom door, and told the judge, “Because my friends are scarier than he is.”

[lesbian-moon-gf]

Actual tears.. hnngh

[bee-whistler]

Show me more of people like this, world. I give up on humans too easily.

[groovypirate]

where do i sign up for this,i want to be in this gang

[ultrafacts]

[haydengisearchive-deactivated20]

This is fucking amazing. It may be out of character for me to say this but rock on

[clatterbane]

Bikers Against Child Abuse was founded in 1995 by a Native American child psychologist whose ride name is Chief, when he came across a young boy who had been subjected to extreme abuse and was too afraid to leave his house. He called the boy to reach out to him, but the only thing that seemed to interest the child was Chief’s bike. Soon, some 20 bikers went to the boy’s neighborhood and were able to draw him out of his house for the first time in weeks.

Chief’s thesis was that a child who has been abused by an adult can benefit psychologically from the presence of even more intimidating adults that they know are on their side. “When we tell a child they don’t have to be afraid, they believe us,” Arizona biker Pipes told azcentral.com. “When we tell them we will be there for them, they believe us.” ( Article)

More about BACA, from their site

[uriesays]

My parents are a part of this organization and they are metal af

They go on runs to protect the child if they feel even the slightest threatened no matter where. If the child needs them to go on vacation with them, they do. Bikers come from across the nation to watch over and take shifts for these kids. And the best part is once you’re adopted into this family as a BACA kid, you’re always one. Even when you’re 40 and the perp gets released from jail, they’ll come meet with you and find your best options for avoiding the person and maintaining the life you’ve built for yourself. Once a BACA child, always a BACA child. In Florida, there’s 100% rate for identifying the perp based on the child’s testimony. Why? Because BACA stands with the child and supports the child so they feel comfortable enough to point out their attacker.

What’s better than a badass biker gang being on your side???

[kikithegirl]

NATIVE AMERICAN CHILD PSYCHOLOGIST WHO IS A BIKER AND NAMED HIMSELF CHIEF HELL YES I’M HERE FOR THAT AND BIKERS BEING BAD ASS TO PROTECT KIDS. HELL YEAH.

[birdungehrl]

it’s back! I will always reblog BACA

[your-uncle-dave]

Damn good people.

[rowsdower-saves-us]

I know they wouldn’t consider themselves such, but these people are freaking heroes and the world is a better place because of them. 

[racethewind10]

Hey folks, it talks about this in the article but its not mentioned in this post, BACA is a 501 © (3) charity that depends in part on donations to help pay for stuff like gas for their bikes. If you want to help, consider donating. 

[drgaellon]

@copperbadge You like posting about heroes, Sam. Seems like this would be up your alley.

[copperbadge]

I love these folks! I’ve reblogged them before but it’s wonderful to see the donation information has been added. 

[galaxy-of-stories]

Always reblog. Keep doing what you’re doing y'all.

[hurtlittleboy]

Guys? This post changed my life. I saw this post. Forever ago. And thought it was only in america… and wished desperately that they could help me. But then I saw it again, during a bad episode, and checked their site. They aren’t just in the USA

They’re in Canada as well and probably other countries. I met and talked with a native guy who runs the place near me. His name is Shaman. I got in, and I’m considered a BACA child now. Despite being 17, turning 18 when I talked to them. They spent time with me when my abuser was over, they gave me therapy resources. They give you something called a ‘level 1′ where they go to your house with as many bikers as they can, i shit you not a solid 20-40 bikers came from even out of province, and met me. I got to choose my biker name and I got a vest with patches on it and my name on it. They all hugged a Teddybear before giving it to me, and told me if I ever felt the BACA bear was running out of love, to give them a call and they’d refill it for me, and then I got a ride on one of their bikes. Just a day or so ago I went to an annual party with them and they we ate food one of them cooked and had a lot of laughs. 

I’ve never felt as loved as I did being a part of the BACA family. They also gave me dog tags with the names, and phone numbers of my 2 workers.  So I can call them whenever I feel scared. 

BACA is an absolutely wonderful group that will do everything in it’s power to help any child whos been abused. 

And it doesn’t end when you’re 18 either. As long as you get in contact/get your level 1 before you’re 18? you’re ALWAYS a BACA kid. I’m 18 now and they still invite me to parties, ask me if I’m okay, and are there for me. They’re still trying to find me resources for therapy. 

BACA has changed my fucking life. 

I hope you all can read this, and reblog it knowing from someone who fucking been with them, that they are absolutely amazing. 

[feanor-the-dragon]

If I ever don’t reblog this, it’s because I am physically being restrained against my will.

[dieowarent]

How did I watch 8 seasons of this

[hoboal87]

I CANT BREATHE

@lovealways-j @negans-lucille-tblr @deanwinchesterswitch @princessmisery666 @superbadassnatural @smol-and-grumpy @manawhaat @mrswhozeewhatsis

[manawhaat]

Lol yup!!

[05supernatural20]

I mean, Yeah

[sweetness47]

I can't even🤣🤣🤣🤣 @drkcnry67

[sweetness47]

Hello all friendly peoples

I am looking for story starters or story ideas. To say the pandemic has been a huge negative in my life is an understatement. My mind just can't seem to create stories like it used to. I'm blaming Covid.

So...

If anyone wants to send ideas my way I will happily use them. I will also credit the idea giver if they are ok with it.

I will write almost anything, but I do have some topics I don't care for such as Hardcore BDSM or anything resembling such topics.

I do write smut, fluff, au, etc...

Thanks in advance ❤️❤️❤️

[radiolightning]

In case anyone is having a bad night:

Here is the fudgiest brownie in a mug recipe I’ve found

Here are some fun sites

Here is a master post of Adventure Time episodes and comics

Here is a master post of movies including Disney and Studio Ghibli

Here is a master post of other master posts to TV shows and movies

*tucks you in with fuzzy blanket* *pats your head*

You’ll be okay, friend <3

[meanwolfs-remade-deactivated201]

i will reblog this everytime it shows up because any of my followers could have a bad night right now

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

All these links, besides the first, are broken. So here’s some more.

Here’s an emergency compliment

Here you can play 2048

Here’s a playlist of Bob ross

Here’s a website to watch movie’s and shows for free

Here’s a website to watch documentaries for free

Here you can to nothing for two minutes

Here you can break something. It’s good for anger

Here’s a button to press to make everything okay

Here’s a site to cut something up (TRIGGER WARNING)

Here’s a site that makes you a website depending on a song you choose

Here’s a gay comic. It’s adorable

Here you can spend Bill Gate’s money

Here you can draw your own island

Here you can learn about patterns website’s use

Here you can get your life stats

Here you can listen to the Tucker Zone (Headphones needed)

Here you can see how fast you’re moving

Here you can see the progress of time

Here you can see the future of the universe 

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

Want some more? 

Here’s the butterfly project

Here’s a snickerdoodle mug cake

Here’s a link to some free audiobooks

Here’s something to read when you feel like a burden

Here’s a secret

Here’s my playlist of some sea shanties 

Here’s another secret

Here’s a link to some cool websites 

Here’s a blog that gives you recipes for when you’re low on spoons

Here’s some Brony Headcanon’s

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

Some more? I’ve got plenty

Here’s 100,000 stars

Here you can control the weather (TW FLASHING IMAGES)

Here you can weave silk

Here you can make a castle of your own

Here you can make a kaleidoscope drawing

Here you can explore recursion

Here you can play a jelly block game

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

I’m back with some more! 

Here you can draw with pasta

Here you can draw logo’s from memory

Here you can play this is sand, here you draw cool sand designs

Here you can play The Organ Trail

Here’s a customizable white noise website

Here you can simulate gravity

Here you can create your own guardian of the galaxy

Here you can make your own galaxy

Here’s a website you can get some support at.

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

to find later

[lucifers-golden-bitch-apparently]

okay wait this actually helped

[gumi-megpoidd]

@mousefangs

[crownquill]

thanks /srs

[sweetness47]

Fixing His Regret

Pairing Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1731

Warnings: not many, sex scene, mentions of losing a loved one, being widowed while pregnant, pining, I think there might be one or two swear words? Rated 18+ just in case

This is for @idreamofplaid and her They Belong To Us Now challenge

Prompt #30: “Stay here tonight.” (paired with) Time travel/fix it

Also for SPN Fluff Bingo 2021 square: Childhood sweethearts

And for SPN Kink Bingo 2021 square: Saran Wrap

📷

Dean smiled down from heaven as he watched Sam have a family and enjoy life. It was what he always wanted for his brother. Truth be told, it was what he’d always wished for himself, but the one person he’d wanted for that role was the one person he’d run from long ago.

YN had been one of his friends growing up. Even with all the shit that had stormed through his life, she was the one thing that always kept him going. When his dad would drag them all over, he always wrote to her, and she would write back. When they were close enough to visit in person, she would often keep him company while he was watching Sam.

He'd run because she’d confessed to having feelings for him one night. They were 16. Instead of coming clean and confessing he was in love with her, he’d turned and run away. He stopped communicating with her. Stopped writing to her. All because he was afraid of his feelings. He was afraid that he would make her a widow from hunting. That was no life for someone as amazing as YN. She deserved better. She deserved stability. Marriage to a hunter wouldn’t give her that. She was better off without him. Or at least that’s what he told himself.

But he always thought about her. About the hurt look on her face when he’d walked away from her confession. He could clearly remember the tears pooling in her eyes, and for one second his resolve nearly crumbled. But he maintained that he was doing the right thing, and shut the door on that part of his life forever.

That time he’d tried playing house with Lisa, when Sam had died, it was ok. He filled the emptiness that Sam’s death had left in his chest, but often he wished he’d been able to find YN, beg for her forgiveness, praying that she wasn’t married to someone else.

But he never pursued her. He’d hurt her. He hated himself for destroying her heart like that.

“What are you thinking about Dean?”

Jack’s voice startled Dean. He jumped, then relaxed when he saw Jack approach. “A girl I once knew. She was amazing. Smart, funny, talented, and one of the few friends I had growing up.”

Jack was intrigued. “What happened to her?”

Dean hung his head in shame. “I walked away from her confession of love. I didn’t want her wrapped up in the life of a hunter.”

“Did you tell her that? Did you even ask her if that was a deal breaker? Or did you just assume she was better off.”

Jack’s words stopped Dean in his thoughts. He really hadn’t asked YN how she felt. She knew what his dad did, she’d always known since the first day. But she was too good for this life. She deserved better, didn’t she? He’d done the right thing when he’d walked away, right?

Jack shook his head. “You didn’t ask her. Do you want that chance back? I can give you a second chance Dean. If you want it.”

Dean’s jaw dropped at Jack’s offer. “Seriously?”

Jack nodded.

Dean thought about it. How many times had he wished for a second chance? How many times had he wished he could go back and change that moment? Too many to count, that’s for certain.

“Do it.” Dean turned to Jack, who nodded again, and snapped his fingers.

**

Dean blinked, and as his eyesight adjusted, he found himself at a local diner he frequented a lot as a teenager, especially with YN, who happened to be sitting across from him. He remembered this day. It was the day before her confession to him.

He promised himself that this time, no matter what, he was not walking away. He was determined to stay, to keep her close, to cherish every moment he had with YN. She had been his world, and he would be an idiot to let her go a second time.

So the next evening, when she confessed she had feelings for him, he took her in his arms and admitted, “I love you too YN. A lot more than I ever thought possible.”

That was the moment they shared their first kiss. They became near inseparable after that night. When Dean dropped out of high school to keep his focus on Sam, he made sure to keep YN a part of their lives. She asked him to prom, stating there was no one else she’d rather spend the night with, and he happily said yes.

The first time they spent the night together, it was new for both of them, both physically, and mentally. Their relationship hit new heights. Dean never pushed YN, always the perfect gentleman. It was she who made the suggestion for him to stay.

The night of prom, after the dancing and celebrating were done, Dean had taken her home, like he always did after a date. She invited him in, and he accepted. Her dad was out for the weekend, having accompanied Dean’s dad on a hunt, so it was just the two of them. They cuddled and kissed, till the wee hours of the morning.

When Dean suggested he call it a night, and stood to leave, she caught his arm. “Dean? Don’t go. Stay here tonight. With me.”

Dean swallowed hard. “You sure?” he rasped.

YN nodded. “Definitely.”

Not another word was spoken as she took his hand and lead him to her bedroom. The frilly pink décor hardly occupied his thoughts. Instead, he moved to undress her, his hands shaking, mouth suddenly dry. YN was mirroring his movements, her own nerves showing as she fumbled with his clothes. When they finally free of the offending garments, he let out a low whistle.

“Beautiful.” He whispered.

YN blushed. “Back at ya.” She countered.

Dean leaned down to kiss her then, the passion burning through them as they slowly began to explore each other. Dean’s hand travelled to the sweet junction between her legs, and growled at the wetness he found. YN got a similar reaction when her hand brushed up against his rock solid erection.

Tumbling on to the bed, Dean began stroking YN’s core. She bucked and moaned as his fingers worked her sensitive nub, then slipped inside her tight channel. Her cries echoed off the walls as her walls clamped down on his fingers, her juices spilling free, coating the bed and his hand.

He moved over her. That’s when they both wondered the same thing. Protection.

“Do you have a condom?” she asked.

Dean shook his head. Shit!

YN’s face lit up suddenly. “Wait here. I have an idea.”

She raced out of the room, only to return moments later with a roll of Saran Wrap from the kitchen. Dean chuckled. “Nice.”

She tore off a piece and brazenly took initiative, wrapping his thick cock in the plastic. Then she was back on the bed, and Dean brought her legs up to wrap around his waist. She felt the blunt head as it pushed and stretched at her slick channel, past the virgin barrier, filling her. He kissed away her tears that silently fell, then he stilled, letting her get used to the feeling of him being inside.

When he moved again, she gasped as she came hard, the sensations overwhelming her. Dean thrust in and out, consuming and owning every part of her, body and soul, vowing that from this moment on, she was his, and only his.

The night and most of the next morning, Dean and YN explored their newfound status, making good use of the plastic wrap. They both giggled at the half gone roll as they finally placed it back into the kitchen pantry.

The following week, they spent near every moment together they could find, mostly because they couldn’t get enough of each other. For a graduation present, Dean managed to acquire the most stunning engagement ring, and presented it to her during the grad dinner. People cheered and clapped for the couple, but most importantly, YN’s father and Dean’s dad approved.

They married the following year. YN hunted with the boys, lived with them (obviously), sharing in their triumphs and their sorrows.

Their third year of marriage, YN presented Dean with a gift, their first child, a revelation she’d made known on Father’s day. It was the only child they chose to bring into the world before it was righted again by the brothers, and Jack.

Shortly after that day, YN found herself with child again. Her son was 12 now, and she was thrilled with the idea of surprising him again.

But that day never came.

YN was found herself widowed, and pregnant, after losing the love of her life in what should have been an easy outing for the boys. Sam and YN hugged and cried, as did John, Dean’s son, and made sure to give him a proper funeral fitting for a hunter.

Sam filled in as a male role model for John, while also finding love for himself. YN’s children, and Sam’s, were good friends as well as cousins.

Sam outlived YN by two years. He was there to keep her company when her son and daughter couldn’t. But the entire family were present when YN took her final breath. Both her son and daughter told her it was ok, that she could go and finally be with Dean.

When Dean saw his YN standing on the bridge, he ran to her and picked her up into his arms, swinging her around and showering her with kisses and tears. He praised her over and over about how well she’d done raising John and Mary, but more important, he let her know how happy he was to have her to hold again.

When Dean saw Jack standing there, looking at the two embracing, Dean smiled and hugged Jack, thanking him for giving him his heart back.

Jack just smiled and faded away, leaving the lovebirds to do some serious catching up.

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