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here lies my greatest treasure: my fanfics

#dramione #draco and hermione #dramione fanfic #draco malfoy #hermione granger #hermione x draco #draco x hermione

#y2k #scene #colored hair #bangs #side bang #alt #winged eyeliner #Spotify

sugarfrostedapples

can we please bring back fun themed televisions

#I will sell my soul #I need #nostalgia #y2k #tech core

natsumipocket

Blue collection by Daniel Romero

#so effortlessly cool #frutiger aero #techcore #y2k

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#manifesting #y2k

okaydays22

#computer room #nostalgiacore #2000s nostalgia #techcore #y2k #ugh yes

digitalhiccup

y2k Cheetah/Leopard/Zebra Clip Art PNGs ★ Made from Clip Art [300px square, 72 DPI --- edited by me in Photoshop] ★ ♡/↺ if you like/intend to use, All F2U no other credit required

#vibe #y2k #pink #zebra #cheetah #black #scene

twinkhole-destroyer

I’ve been reaching rock bottom by 8am lately

#fr

Forgetting Dixie Jane

Inspired by Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

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#dean winchester #spn #supernatural #dean winchester fanfiction #dean x oc

newtonsheffield

Respect to Lady Bridgerton because if this was my man, I’d never let him out of my sight

lacydaydream-deactivated2026032

17+ suggestive content.

husband!dean who never leaves you alone in the bunker. If you're in the kitchen making something, he assigns himself the role of assistant chef and taste tests everything to make sure it's not "poisoned". He does the dishes when you clean up dinner. On days when you're not hunting, he's lounging around with you. When you get up to make yourself a water? He's your shadow, following close behind and delivering a love tap to your ass---with a cheeky grin, of course. He enjoys looking away and feigning innocence when you whip around to scold him.

husband!dean who summons you from bed with coffee. On weekends he gets up first, since his body has naturally accepted five hours of sleep alone, and makes you iced coffee while he makes himself a hot one. You've started a new kick by adoring the iced drink-but he's not a complainer. He'll make separate drinks without a fuss. He brings it to the doorway, beckoning you out of bed by stirring the straw and clinking the ice. He grins when you rise and make grabby motions at the glass.

husband!dean who memorized the snacks you like. Whenever he's at a convenience store, he's filling his basket up with everything you like for the road. There's now a compartment in Baby that holds 'emergency snacks', which he created as a Valentine's present in your first year together. He's able to order for you at restaurants because he knows what you like. If he's waiting in line and you slip off to find a missing grocery item, he's able to scan the assortment of gum and candy to pick out your favorite and toss it onto the conveyor belt before you return.

husband!dean who takes anniversaries and holidays VERY seriously. He's forgotten once--and never again. He took one look at the pout on your lips and the flash of disappointment in your eyes and decided he'd rather die than see it again. He goes all out when he can; roses, chocolates, a day in bed showering your body with love, and then dinner at your favorite restaurant or trying a hand at making it himself.

husband!dean who kicks Sam out of the bunker every once and a while so he can indulge himself with how loud you can be during sex.

husband!dean who feels so safe with you. He's healing his inner child, working on his inner teen, and staring up the mountain at his adult self. Whenever a case hits a nerve and his emotions heighten, you're right there with cuddles and kisses that make him melt. He's slowly learned that it's okay to cry and his emotions are valid to be felt. Once, you found a propeller hat at a thrift store and brought it home to him. Dean spent a week playing with the thing, grinning like a child and kissing you. You must have heard "This thing is friggin' awesome." At least once a day.

husband!dean who gets it in his head about wanting a family. Whenever he sees fathers with their children on hunts, he gets this little ache in his chest. Dean knows he'd be so much better than his father. Sam turned out pretty well--and he practically raised him. So he knew he'd be a good dad. And when the period between hunts gets longer, his joints start hurting at the end of the day, and he gets dragged to your friends houses that have babies, his whole life turns on its head. Because you're so good with the kids. Soft voice, playing peek a boo, resting them on your hip. His brain fucking short circuits. The two of you had talked about starting a family in passing--but never to the degree that danced around in his head. And it took him a week to work up the courage to bring it up again.

husband!dean who's an absolute goof. Whenever you walk in front of him, he's whistling and using his hand to fan himself. "Look at my wife!" He grins, turning you around and dipping down to press his lips against yours. "The woman of my dreams." Then he leans back, wiggles his eyebrows. "My dirty dreams especially."

husband!dean who's a sarcastic mofo !!

husband!dean who does absolutely everything to try and shower with you. He's pulling out all the stops; puppy eyes, wicked little grin, and of course the age old "pleaseeeeeee!"

husband!dean who dances with you in the kitchen. He found an old radio and keeps it on the counter, letting the soft melodies drift through the rooms. When a slow song comes on, he's pulling you in as you giggle at him. Dean's arm wraps around your waist as his lips press against your temple. He hums along as you sway together, holding onto one another and whispering sweet nothings.

husband!dean who is protective as hell !! Hands on your waist, staring at your drink in a bar if you so much as turn around, and walking close behind you or beside you at all times.