idk if it’s an annoying question (in that case feel free to ignore this), but is your jensen ackles x reader social media au gone? the one where she was a pop star, i read it years ago and loved it but now i can only find one part of it reblogged by other people :’)
hi hi! not annoying at all!! but yes ☹️ short & sweet is gone. i’m sorry my love!
do you think sam and dean would ever share a girl? like fuck the same girl that goes on hunts with them?? idk random question but i love ur work!!
thank you! and yes… maybe, if they manage to put their differences aside. perhaps they meet you early on while they’re searching for their dad. and maybe you’re just like them—a hunter with a warped moral compass and a heart too big for your chest, unbelonging to anyone.
and maybe they both just become completely enamoured by you. sam, attracted to your intellect and knowledge. and dean, infatuated by your fearless spirit and hunting skills. they swear they’ve never met anyone quite like you.
and as the months pass, travelling with them, residing in the backseat of the impala, it becomes obvious—both of them harbouring feelings for you. it’s almost a game, the way they inadvertently compete for your attention—like two schoolboys with the same crush, puffing out their chests in hopes of earning a sliver of your affection.
but you’re bad, infected with something rotten inside you. why would you pick one when you could have both, filling that hole inside you of wanting so desperately to be loved?
so you sleep with them. one drunken night with dean. another with sam after a long day of studying lore. you keep your affairs quiet, reminding both of them to not tell the other brother: “don’t wanna make him jealous, huh?”
but unfortunately, you’re not as clever as you’d like to believe with your little schemes. you get caught, macking on both brothers, and words fly, accusations get hurled.
though, it’s obvious you’ve got your hooks too far into the winchesters. the truth kills dean the second he hears it, thinking he’d finally found solace in a place that was just his, only to find out his brother’s been seeking comfort from that very same place too. you’d betrayed them.
and sam was equally as hurt, barely able to look at your slouched form sitting on the end of the motel bed while his brother angrily rips into you with his harsh words.
“why can’t you just share me?” you finally squeak out, watery eyes flickering between them both. “neither of you have ever been this happy. dean, you know how much we both need each other. and same with you, sam. you need to take your frustrations out somewhere. you need this too.”
it’s unconventional, that’s for sure—your words spoken with absolute certainty, even if they’re unfair. the room falls silent, both brothers deliberating, despite their hurt.
they end up agreeing, and maybe they’re just as twisted as you for it, but you do take the weight off after a long day. you are like the light at the end of the tunnel. and besides, when have they ever had a regular relationship with anyone? and when do hunters ever get the comfort of coming home to someone they love?
plus, it’s not like they’re jumping into the same bed. they’re just taking what they need from someone they love. you’re something to share. simple as that.
✿ ˚ · . cw: no plot wlw smut, oral (sab receiving), sweet girlfriend fluff, reader could be read as non binary 18+ ⸝⸝ ୨𝑒
( gf!sabrina carpenter x gf!reader ⋮ wc: 1k )
It was late. Sabrina was flat on her back, laying in a messy puddle of her blonde hair splayed out beneath her. Her thighs shook against either side of your head, muffling the melody of sweet moans and curses escaping her parted lips.
“Oh, mmm… fuck!”
Her perfectly manicured hands gripped the sheets, her knuckles turning white at how hard she was holding herself back, wanting to savour the feeling of your tongue lapping firmly at her swollen clit for the first time in days.
“Missed you,” you moaned against her. “So much.”
Sabrina whined in response, nodding. “I know. I can tell,” she quipped, breathlessly, a smile gracing her flushed face. “Eating me like you’ve been starved, angel.”
You smirked against her. Typical. Even with her legs wrapped around your head and wet pussy being tended to, she still had the nerve to tease you.
You nipped at her puffy clit, gently, and pulled back, watching her mewl and buck her hips, chasing your mouth. Her hazy eyes met your gaze from over her mound, flickering between your irises in earnest.
“What?” she smiled, her expression beaming with excitement and an undercurrent of challenge.
“You know what,” you scoffed, licking your lips covered in the remnants of her. Your mouth found her inner thigh as you held eye contact with the smirking blonde, kissing over the small marks you’d left earlier that had stained her skin.
“Oh, shut up. C’mon, finish the job,” Sabrina whined, exasperated, watching you between her legs with that sweet smirk still fixed to her lips, spread across her face.
Your eyes peered over her cunt once more, moving down from her face to her chest, observing the way it rose and fell with every breath. Sabrina’s teeth sunk into her bottom lip, grinning at the way your eyes lingered on her perked nipples.
She hummed, still watching you, and raised a hand, rolling her left nipple between her fingers. A small gasp escaped her, and an even bigger grin grew on her face. “C’mon… please?” She stuck out her bottom lip in a teasing pout, her glossy eyes flitting over your expression, trying to read you.
Sabrina was way too good at getting what she wanted when it came to you—she always had been. And she was far too pretty for her own good.
You huffed, conceding as you found her folds with your tongue again. “You’re a pain,” you murmured, finally latching your lips around her clit once more.
The cocky expression fell from Brina’s face as a wanton moan ripped its way out of her throat. There she was.
You could feel her pussy clenching around nothing against your chin, begging for attention. It was so pathetically needy that it was almost sweet. Your hand left her outer thigh and snuck under your chin, circling her opening—slowly, teasingly.
Sabrina moaned, arching her back up off the bed. “Oh, please.”
You circled her entrance a final time before sliding in your middle and ring fingers, gently curling them up inside her. She fluttered around them, her wet swollen walls squeezing in appreciation at the welcomed intrusion.
Her moans got louder as you sucked on her pretty pink clit and rubbed at that sweet spot inside her. You could feel her slick drenching your hand and the lower half of your face. She tasted like nothing you’d ever known—she was intoxicating, and she had you completely hooked without even trying.
Her free hand gripped at your hair, trying to pull you further into her pussy, as her other hand stayed toying with her pebbled nipples. You grinned almost triumphantly when she began bucking her hips up into your face. What a sweet little thing.
“Oh, my– please! I can’t– I’m so close.”
Her whines were so heavenly; you could feel that familiar warmth beginning to pool in your own lower stomach at the angelic sounds leaving her mouth.
Your lips stayed suctioned around her bud—your tongue lapping at it, devouring her taste, and swallowing down the pretty noises made just for you, wanting to push her over the edge.
Your head was getting fuzzy, despite that old TikTok trend that circled your brain as you mindlessly licked at her cunt. Maybe it was stupid, but you began spelling out her name with your tongue, wanting to see if she’d cum to her own name. You were way too deeply infatuated with the whimpering blonde in front of you to even try to stop yourself.
S… a loud mewl.
A… another.
B… her hips bucked.
R… a curse.
I… and another buck.
N… a pretty moan.
A… a loud gasp and a tight clench around your fingers.
“So close,” she cried out, her voice winded and strained. Her grip in your hair became tighter, bunching it up in her palm, and you moaned against her, keeping steady the pace of your tongue and fingers inside her, trying to help her find her bliss.
She found it quickly, releasing another loud cry of pleasure. Her walls clamped around your fingers in a flurry of tight motions, and her hips jerked in desperation, fighting with the overwhelming force of her orgasm.
You watched her rosy face contort in ecstasy, her eyes flashing black momentarily as she rode her high, still twitching against your mouth and around your fingers.
She was so wet—soaking your hand and lower face with her sweet essence. She smelled delicious, and she tasted even better. You kept up your practised licks over her clit, collecting her taste on your tongue. You could hear her moans slowly revert back into breathless pants, followed by her cunt gently unclenching from around your pruned fingers.
Her eyes met yours, and she smiled, biting her bottom lip. “Mmm, fuck… felt so good.”
You kissed her pebbled clit one last time before pulling your face back, returning her smile. “Oh, yeah? You don’t say.”
Sabrina laughed, the sound sweet and still a little winded. “Oh, shut up. C’mere…”
She tilted her head with the same alluring look as always—inviting, sweet, needy.
“Coming…” you murmured, gently slipping your fingers out from inside her sensitive walls. She gasped softly, still watching you.
You crawled up her body, carefully resting yourself against her bare chest. You grinned down at her face below yours. The light blue of her eyes sparkled as they bounced between yours, glimmering with intense love and satisfaction.
She met your lips with hers, smiling into the kiss before eventually letting your tongues meet with fervour. Sab moaned greedily at the taste of herself on your tongue, and her hands found your sides, pulling you down against her body tightly.
The kiss was heated but quick. She pulled back, blinking away the haze in her eyes, and smirked, her rosy cheeks making her glittery eyes narrow teasingly. “Did you spell my name down there, or was I imagining that?”
You laughed, feeling your cheeks heat up. Caught. Red-handed.
fig yaps: yay my first wlw fic! was listening to slumber party by ashnikko and went hmmm…. lmk your thoughts <3
mmm mommy issues dean is so yummy i need to hold him and make him whimper right now mmmm
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mommy issues dean who has to suck your tits in order to get to sleep some nights. mommy issues dean who reverts back to being a needy little boy when you’re jerking him off. mommy issues dean whining out for his mama (you) when you’re riding him into overstimulation. mommy issues dean who cries when you coo at him that “mommy’s here” when he’s buried his face in your shoulder during missionary. mommy issues dean who sucks on your fingers, babbling at you with teary eyes cause he’s just so overwhelmed that anyone could ever be so gentle with him.
thinking about soldier boy with puppyhybrid!reader 🥹 gets her the prettiest collars, leashes, and toys and plays with her fluffy ears and tail. maybe he even grips onto her tail when he fu- *gunshots*
ugh puppyhybrid!readers need to make a comeback i miss them so much. but yesss this pairing is everything to me. ben and his little puppy. his mutt. his sweet baby. his little girl he gets to dress up in pretty collars and have sit at his feet. his little puppy that he’s trained to fetch him things and suck his dick just the way he likes. his sweet little doll that curls up next to him on the couch, expecting headpats and gentle pussy rubs. he’s trained you perfectly.
heyyy breee, how are you?? i haven't been here in a good minute
i've been okay! started a new job so i've been in a different state for a week getting all that sorted, but now i'm home and getting into the new roll. ya girl gets to work from home so i'm in my pjs all day lol
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