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[ohjenknee]

Haven’t posted my face in a while so here ya go 🤷🏼‍♀️

[dappergirlbf]

School is officially back in session

[theroseeatsribs]

so...

[hjaltar]

what's on your skin? it's gorgeous!

in my picture? i’ll guess i’ll talk you through my makeup (:

i’m wearing mac face and body in my shade which is n1

i’m wearing mac select cover up in nw20

i’m wearing mac mineralize skinfinish natural in medium

i don’t think i have any blusher on here

i have benefit’s gimme brow on my eyebrows

(i don’t think you can see this in the picture, but whatever) i’ve got a little of benefit’s nude swings on lid, and benefit hoola in my crease. i’ve got a lancome crayon kohl in noir on my upper waterline, with lancome grandiose mascara on my top and bottom lashes. 

i have a little lipbalm on, which i bought in london! 

for my tools, i always use real techniques (:

[wincestplease]

hey darling, i don't know if you are taking prompts but can you write something with dean saying "you'll never touch my kid again" or something with jealous!dean?? i friking love your stories and dean calling sam his kid killss meeeee

It starts with Dean’s boy, crumpled and embarrassed, entering the motel room with a black eye and a split lip, trying to keep his head down so Dean doesn’t see what happened after school today, when the football team decided that they didn’t like the fact Sam was doing well in school and refused to do their homework.

Hiding doesn’t work for long—or at all. Dean notices right away, alarmed and fiercely protective, although he’s gentle as his fingers probe Sam’s wounds and give him a bag of frozen peas for his injuries.

Sam doesn’t tell Dean who it is that hurt him, but Dean’s a hunter, and he’s good at getting information, and so he kisses Sam’s forehead, and tells him to rest, and promises to be back soon.

Sam tells him not to do anything stupid, but Dean can’t make any promises.

Besides, defending his little brother isn’t stupid. It’s the only choice he has. He doesn’t think he’d physically be able to not do anything.

When he pulls up to the school, the first guys he sees are the entire Ester B Jameson football team, huddled around a picnic table outside the school, laughing obnoxiously and pushing each other around.

Dean approaches them without hesitation, and demands to know if they saw what happened to Sam. When their laughs increase and they whisper to each other, Dean knows he’s found his culprits.

It continues with a fist to the knuckle head in the red sweater, and an elbow in the ribs to the brunette with the highlights—Dean may or may not have broken a rib or two on him, but he more than deserved it and he doesn’t feel an ounce of guilt. Everything progresses pretty quickly from there—it’s all a blur but Dean is kicking ass because these stupid teenagers don’t know how to fight worth shit and it feels good to know that these dicks won’t be messing around with Sam again.

Sam could have taken them all on, could have given them a run for their money, but Dean knows Sam would never actually do that—he’s not like that. He’d rather take a beating than reveal he’s the freak who knows 100 different ways to kill someone with his bare hands and even more ways to disable somebody in seconds.

Once he’s satisfied more than a few of them are going to need a trip to the ER after this, he stands back and cracks his bloodied knuckles. “If I ever see Sam coming home hurt again—whether it was you or not,” Dean meets all their eyes, pleased to see every one of them has at least one black eye. “I’ll be dishing out a lot more than a few broken noses and a couple bruises.” He snarls.

“Don’t you ever, ever, touch my kid again. Do I make myself clear?” He thunders, narrowing his eyes.

Silence.

“I said,” Dean grits his teeth. “Do I make myself clear?”

It ends with Dean kicking the nearest one in the torso one more time for good measure, before turning away, satisfied.

Sam is safe.

His job is done.

[sexytreees]

Geeet dressed you merry gentlemen let nothing you dismay! For it is christmas christmas christmas christmas christmas day! It is chri-i-i-i-istmas day christimas day! it is chri-hi-hi-hi-hi-histmas day!

[inejs-kaz]

Hi, I was gleestarkidsupernatural and now I´m lindanderson.

Just so you know.

We can still be friends :)