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pilaxia · 1 year ago
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The Ritual
SPN FanFic
~Sam shows off his Latin skills while you show him some of your own…~
Sam x Reader
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Warnings: Sammy Smut! Extreme use of Latin Incantation, Sam being smug and sexy. Um… Smut. NSFW.
A/N: This was a request from the amazing @lipstickandwhiskey who snuck an idea in my inbox late one night and I couldn’t not write it :) Hope you love it!
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“Sam, I don’t need a frackin’ history lesson from you! I messed up, I’m sorry!” You moved your hands from your hips, crossing them in front of your chest, pouting at Sam as he scolded you from across the motel room.  
“It’s not a history lesson Y/N, I just think you need a…refresher course.” Sam gestured with an open palm, his eyebrows raised, a sympathetic half smile on his lips. You’d been arguing with him for the last ten minutes, insisting that you knew what you were doing and that he was wrong. You often butted heads like this, neither one backing down when either’s intelligence was in question.
Your hands flew back to your hips and you straightened up. You nodded sarcastically, running your tongue against the inside of your cheek. “Oh… a refresher course. Well please, enlighten the class Professor Winchester!”
“Y/N, come on,” he sighed, not wanting to fight with you.
“Oh no no no Samuel,” you shook your head, “you think I don’t know what I’m doing,” you sat down on the edge of the bed and crossed your legs, bouncing your foot in annoyance. “So teach away sir!”
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pilaxia · 2 years ago
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pilaxia · 3 years ago
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Late Night Show
You’re spending a little down time at Bobby’s when HE shows up with his brother. You try to ignore those old feelings for him, but when you accidentally walk in on him pleasuring himself, all bets are off. 
Spawned from yet another lust-induced conversation with mah Liz…
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word Count: 2466
Warnings: None, unless naked Dean is a warning… probably should be; the usual smut, masturbation, accidental but irresistible voyeurism
Dividers by the lovely @talesmaniac89
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You shove and punch at your pillow, frustrated. It’s not helping.
You hadn’t seen him for a couple of years, coincidentally the amount of time it had taken you to stop lying awake at night thinking about him or having him invade your dreams, leaving you aching and empty when you woke.
And now it was starting all over again.
You had just finished an extended time on the road, one hunt after another, and when Bobby had invited you to come and crash for a couple of days, you had jumped at the chance. His place was familiar, comforting. He left you alone when you needed to be left alone, and was there to talk if you didn’t. But, of course, after one day of peace, he had to show up - Dean Winchester, along with his brother, Sam.
You stare at the ceiling for a few more minutes, then sigh and sit up, swinging your legs over the side of the bed. Can’t sleep, might as well go to the kitchen and make a cup of tea. Everyone else is asleep, Bobby in his room, Sam in the other upstairs room, and Dean had lost the rock-paper-scissors and got stuck with the lumpy old couch in the living room. You’ll have to sneak past him, but it’s around two in the morning, and you’re sure he’s sound asleep by now. Nothing ever seems to bother him.
You make your way down the hall, manage to get down the stairs and avoid almost all of the little creaks and squeaks thanks to your familiarity with the old house, even in the dark. You move quietly, approaching the living room where Dean is sleeping, but there is a faint light coming from the room, so you take another step, hoping to see him snoring away with the small television still on. Instead, what you see makes you stop breathing and your body flush with heat.
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pilaxia · 3 years ago
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the wonder that is jared padalecki
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pilaxia · 3 years ago
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Rebooting just because.
Taking prompts? If so, i have a request. "Of course, i don't watch porn, Dean...i'm an intellectual, i read porn!" Where Dean makes fun of OFC for reading fanfiction so she sends him links of her favorite fics and he secretely loves them, even randomly quoting them and it brings them together? Thank youuuuu ❤
Nonny, I love this request.  When I think of how this should go I think of being able to reference fics by my fave writers, which means re-reading their work and cherry picking quotes from so many of their deep and broad masterlists.  And as much as I’d love to lose hours rereading the best, the problem is that that.  Is huge.  It would be huge, because it’s me.  I tend to go large.  And I don’t have the means for something that epic right now.  SO! I’m going to take your line (which I also love) and make something smaller from it.  My apologies Nonny, for creating an easier option, I have a problem with being okay with “Almost achieved my vision” in that I can’t. 
I hope you like what I did instead…  Content warning for ‘intellectual porn’ (i.e. smut!)  2k.
“Okay, well, since there is nothing else to do in town, how about we just crack a few beers and cruise Dean’s browser history.”
Sam snorts, bouncing in his chair and looks at Dean for his reaction.
“Yeah, right, like you’ve never watched porn,” Dean scoffs.
“Ah no.  Of course I don’t watch porn Dean,” you tell him, ignoring how he rolls his eyes.  “I’m an intellectual; I read porn.”
“Oh, so we should peruse your browser history, is what you mean.”  He shakes his head and takes a sip.  “Snob.”
“What? No! No snob!  It’s smut and-”
“It isn’t ‘erotica’?” Sam checks, throwing you a bone of dignity.
“God, it’s not like it’s for book club.  I don’t pay for it Sam.  It’s smut-” you turn back to Dean, “and I’m telling you it’s easily as good as porn. And better in many, many ways.” You go to drink and interrupt yourself- “And more ethical too!  Doesn’t use people.”
“Yeah, okay, I’ll give you that, but words?  Words, Y/N.  It’s words.  No.”
“They’re good words Dean.”
“Sorry.  No.  No contest.  Porn wins.” He drank his beer like that was the last word on the issue.  The irony.
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pilaxia · 3 years ago
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Happy Star Wars Day! I made another comic :D It’s part of a May 4th collection put together by the lovely folks at @reylo-comic-anthology.
Mine turned into a long one! Eight more pages under the cut:
Apprenticeship | Stand With Me
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pilaxia · 3 years ago
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assassin in white doodle
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spnwomenweek | Day seven | Free Space | Hair Changes
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pilaxia · 3 years ago
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pilaxia · 3 years ago
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Digital Distraction
SPN FanFic
~Dean Winchester can be extremely distracting. Handsome face, adorkable personality, broad meaty shoulders, emerald eyes, hands….hands…hands….~
Dean x Reader, Sam (briefly)
1,671 Words
Warnings: NSFW. Quirofilia (A sexual fetish for hands.) Fingering. Finger sucking. Daydreaming. Yada Yada.
A/N: For PORN WARS with @covered-byroses! titled by @crashdevlin bc I suck. ;) Enjoy!
Feedback is Gold ~ My Masterlist ~ Become A Patreon
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He tapped them on the wheel, drumming along to the radio, slightly out of time but captivating nonetheless. It caught your eye as you sat in the backseat, peeking over the leather to see fingertips dancing. 
They were so long and thick. Had his fingers always looked like that? Knuckles red and a little swollen from the punches he’d delivered that morning. The ring finger bent kinda funny like it’s been broken a few hundred times, but his nails were oddly clean and shining and you found yourself staring for longer than seemed normal. 
Tap, tap, tap. 
Each lazy drum matched your heart beat and as the song picked up, so did your pulse. 
Tap, tap, tap. 
His thumb curled around the wheel, meeting his middle finger, and Dean slid his hand downwards, gently caressing the leather. Your thighs clenched and you arched your back, unconsciously trying to rub your pussy against the seat.
Tap, slap, tap. 
His palm hit the wheel and you bit your lip, imagining his big hand covering your breast. Roughly calloused fingertips and smooth palm squeezing, holding onto your flesh, making everything firm and tingly.
Your mouth watered, your clit throbbed. 
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pilaxia · 4 years ago
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Sammy casually sprawling on furniture is my new favourite thing - (part 1)
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pilaxia · 4 years ago
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Badass!Dean + Gun Porn ↪ Long-Distance Call | 3.14
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pilaxia · 4 years ago
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You’re writing PTSD dreams wrong
But don’t worry, most writers are and I’m here to help because reading them is making me cRAzY.
I’m writing this because I’ve read three otherwise great romance novels back to back featuring characters dealing with PTSD (or PTSD symptoms) and each one of them made the same dream mistakes. I honestly can’t think of a fiction book I’ve read that didn’t make these mistakes, so I thought I’d compile a handy dandy list of mistakes and how to fix them. 
Lucky for you, I have PTSD and a ton of fellow veteran friends who deal with these symptoms. 
*This is based on my experience and things told to me by friends. This is not to say that the below doesn’t happen in real life, only that it’s not as common as you might think.
The issue with these dreams is twofold: on one side is the psychological accuracy of the dream and on the other side is how you’re using the dream within the narrative.
Oh an Black Sails spoilers-ish ahead. 
1) Stop writing the dream as a shot-by-shot accurate retelling of Traumatic Event.
Listen, not only do dreams seldom follow reality, but our own memories are tricky at best. I don’t remember getting beaten up because a) it was horrifying and we block stuff like that out and b) I was going in and out of consciousness. It would be pretty strange for me to dream something I don’t even fully remember. Our brains are simply not wired to do these vivid factually-accurate cinematic retellings.
My friend dreams things that did happen, but in his own words those dreams are always wrong in some noticeable or bizarre way. For instance, he’s getting chased through the streets of Iraq by a werewolf. 
2) Dreams are informed by reality, not direct reflections of it. 
It’s entirely likely my friend dreamt of a werewolf in Iraq because I got him binge watching Supernatural and the two ideas merged in his dreamstate. But see, that’s how dreams work. 
The trauma event exists as a constant in his subconscious, but he has all this other information right there in his conscious mind all day, every day. In dreams, there isn’t a clear delineation between that information.
My dreams are often dependent on whatever I’ve fallen asleep watching on television. The themes are consistent, but not the content.
In Black Sails, Captain Flint’s trauma dreams feature his dead partner and friend following him around his empty ship. You have an element of the trauma (the animated corpse of his friend) + his daily existence (his ship). The two things intersect to form these unsettling nightmares as expressions of his fears and grief. He never once relives the event itself in his dreams as shown on screen.
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Speaking of…
3) Trauma dreams often revolve around feelings, not necessarily the events themselves.
The PTSD package generally includes heaps of shame, guilt, anger and fear. As someone who survived a beating when I should have had control of the situation, my dreams tend to revolve around fear that people will know I’m a fraud or being unable to act in a dangerous situation. 
Again, it’s entirely common for trauma victims to not remember large chunks (or the whole thing) of the trauma event. So why should their dreams be stunningly accurate? What we remember are feelings. Real strong feelings.
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You cannot go wrong if you write your trauma dream around feelings, not a specific event.
4) If you present trauma dreams as expressions of themes, you can let go of the trauma dream as an exposition dump/way overused suspense trope.
You know you’ve read this: MC has dreams that are a shot-by-shot retelling of Traumatic Event that always cut off right before Traumatic Event, so that the Big Reveal must happen by a discovery later in the novel. 
If I were the MC in a book, the easy and common thing would be to use the “dream sequence” as an expository retelling of Traumatic Event as a way to give some backstory to why I might be surly, mistrustful, afraid to try something new, whatever, and to clumsily shoehorn in suspense where there doesn’t need to be.
The much more interesting thing might be if my dreams were inconsistent in content but consistent in theme. In one I’m on an alien planet (because I fell asleep watching the Science Channel again) and the ground opens up and I fall into a pit from which I can’t escape because I am helpless. In another a man is watching me while I sleep where I am again frozen and helpless. This would force the reader to think: what is the recurring issue in these dreams? Why is it important? What is this telling me about this character and what happened to her? 
It could be a personal preference, but I’d rather see the Traumatic Event either told in narrative flashbacks (not dreams) or verbally retold by the character in question. Let the dreams tell me something deeper about the character. It’s not that I was beat up, it’s that I feel like a failure because of it. One of these things is a shallow factual detail, the other tells you something about me as a person that I’m sharing with you, gentle reader, because talking about this stuff is healthy.
5) The Traumatic Event doesn’t have to be a big secret. 
In Black Sails, we know what happened to Captain Flint’s partner. It happened in real time in the show. That didn’t make his uber disturbing dreams less disturbing or mysterious. Fans still debate exactly what the symbolism was and what they were telling us about James Flint in those moments. We do know from the dreams that he was disturbed, obsessed, and also monumentally guilty and blaming himself for what happened. 
The mystery was perhaps more heightened by the fact that the dreams weren’t direct reflections of reality. We know who this person was, what she believed, and why she died. That Flint is imagining her screaming silently in his ear is horrifying and discordant with what we know to be factual. This adds emotional complexity to his character and the decisions he’s making while suffering these dreams. 
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^^^this didn’t happen. It was a dream. A real unsettling dream.
Once you let go of the concept of the trauma dream as a literal retelling and exposition dump, you have the entire dreamscape to work in other narrative elements, like symbolism, metaphor, foreshadowing, etc. 
*1st gif source: @idontwikeit
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Correct SPN Quotes [series]
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pilaxia · 4 years ago
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John McAfee isn’t dead, he’s just running in the background.
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