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[wendichester]

𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 intruder,

summary. there's an intruder in your house, but luckily, they're only after some snuggles.

pairing. sam winchester x reader

wordcount. 470

You’re startled awake by the faint, metallic click of your front door. Your heart jumps as you sit up, the shadows in your room suddenly feeling sharper, more menacing. You grab the baseball bat you keep by the bed, tiptoeing to the door, adrenaline coursing through you.

The soft sound of footsteps in the hallway makes your grip tighten, but before you can swing, a familiar voice stops you cold.

“It’s me! Don’t freak out,” Sam whispers, his tall frame stepping into view.

“Sam?” you hiss, lowering the bat but still glaring at him. “What the hell are you doing breaking into my house in the middle of the night?”

He has the decency to look sheepish, scratching the back of his neck. “I knocked,” he says quietly, “but you didn’t answer, and I… I needed to see you.”

You blink at him, your irritation softening as you take in his disheveled appearance. His hair is messier than usual, and the dark circles under his eyes tell you he hasn’t slept much—if at all.

“You needed to see me? At—” you glance at the clock on your nightstand, “—2 a.m.?”

“Couldn’t sleep,” he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. “I kept thinking about you being here alone, and I… I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

The vulnerability in his voice dissolves any lingering annoyance you felt. You sigh, setting the bat aside and motioning for him to follow you into your room.

“Next time, try a phone call,” you tease gently, crawling back into bed.

Sam hesitates in the doorway, his broad shoulders filling the frame. “You sure? I don’t want to bother you.”

“Sam,” you say, patting the empty side of the bed. “Get in here before I change my mind and lock you out for real.”

He smiles faintly, his movements careful as he steps inside and closes the door behind him. The bed dips under his weight as he stretches out beside you, his long legs taking up more space than you’d like to admit.

“Comfortable?” you ask, raising an eyebrow.

“Almost,” he says with a smirk, then shifts closer, his arm sliding around your waist as he pulls you against his chest.

You stiffen for half a second before relaxing into him, the steady thud of his heartbeat soothing your own.

“You know, there are easier ways to get a cuddle,” you murmur, your voice thick with sleep.

“Yeah, but this was more fun,” he replies, his voice warm and soft against your ear.

You roll your eyes but don’t bother responding. The weight of his arm around you and the warmth of his body are enough to lull you back to sleep.

As your breathing evens out, Sam presses a kiss to your hair and whispers, “I’ll always keep you safe.”

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[holyrosemary]

Happy birthday.ᐟᅟ

♱ ๋ I hope, Ivy, that with the approach of adulthood, your wings have finally been unfurled, allowing you to take flight ׂ ִ

ꪆৎ I swear I’m not trying to romanticize my birthday that’s almost here, knowing it’s just gonna be me ྀིྀི, my mom ྀིྀི, Lanaྀིྀི , and a paper Marie Antoinette ྀིྀི stuck in the cake!

[koosuvi]

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[luvrikuu]

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[naenaex0xx]

thanks for tagging me ruru :3

what's in my bag ? come take a peek . ⚝ ๋ ࣭ ⭑

what do I always around carry on me?

hm, I always have to carry my wired + wireless headphones n my phone and a bottle of water and my powerbank and some lip balm & hand cream... and a special keychain I always carry around with me! (plus uh. a dragon ball I got from an anime con once lol)

how would other people describe me?

...reserved? I'm not sure tbh lol, I'd like to think I'm a kind person as least :D

trinkets/keychains or minimalistic?

keychains galore !!!!!! I love keychains but genuinely dunno where to put them, just cause I'm worried about damaging them TᵕT tho it's kinda funny to have ten billion keychains attached to a single key lol, but I also put them on my bag or my umbrella.. wherever I can ^^

what colours do I associate myself with?

mainly purple, but also blues, soft pinks and maybe black/white!

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whats in your bag?

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ rurumi's tag games! ₊˚ෆ - alongside this fun picrew, lets talk more about ourselves!

⤷ what do you always carry around on you? - i always need to carry around with me my lipgloss and airpods! i feel sort of naked if i dont have either or on me.

⤷ how would other people describe you? - i am a relatively energetic person that comes off as very serious sometimes!

⤷ are you a trinket/keychain bag person, or do you like it minimalistic? - i LOVE LOVE keychains/pins/etc on my bags. i walk around rattling more than your typical dessert snake (im also a huge artist alley fiend so i tend to buy a ton of keychains or pins from small artists)

⤷ what colors do you typically associate with yourself? - green/white/black/pink!

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[batdzsaru]

Quiet appreciation

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In honor of everyone’s favorite sniper ૮ ྀི◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა

Mwahhh‹𝟹

[enamorvan]

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[wolf0witz]

My den!

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My alterhumanity is complex! I don't identify with the therian label since it doesn't fit me personally! <3

[sunniewr]

⠀➧ㅤ໋࣮𖦹𓈒۫ 𝆅 𝔣ִᥱᥱ𑂲⠀꯭ׁ❥꯭ 𑂲𝗂ׅ𝗄ᥱ ❜ּ⠀⠀꫶ׂ ꔫ 🕯࿔⠀໋ᷧᥱ𑂲ᥱvᥱᥒ ⃯ᷧ⠀࣪|| ꯭͝🫧

[rosabie]

[wendichester]

Hiii! I love your blog <3

May I request Sam and Dean x reader (could be together, could be sepperate, I don't mind, as long as it's with established relationship) where reader has a few piercings and always wears like lots of rings and bracelets and does her own nails constantly?

I was thinking for piercings like, a bunch in the ears, either angel fangs or snake bites (I'm a sucker for lip piercings), tongue piercing, maybe even a septum?

Tysm!!

⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 pierced,

summary. just another day at the bunker being cooler than sam and dean combined together

pairing. dean winchester x reader x sam winchester

wordcount. 418

notes. i just feel like an oc like this would leave them fumbling and stumbling over their feet. such cuties

The sound of metal clinking against metal fills the bunker as you slip on your favorite rings, stacking them on nearly every finger. A collection of bracelets dangles from your wrists, jingling softly with each movement. You’re sitting cross-legged at the war room table, carefully painting your nails a deep, glossy black, utterly focused on the task at hand.

Dean leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you with an amused grin. “Y’know, sweetheart, you’ve got more hardware on you than my car.”

You smirk without looking up, blowing lightly on your freshly painted nails. “And I wear it better, too.”

Sam chuckles from his spot at the table, where he’s buried in research. His eyes flicker over to you, a fond smile tugging at his lips. “It’s impressive, honestly. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you without at least five rings on.”

“Seven, actually,” you correct, holding up your hands to show off the intricate silver bands adorning your fingers.

Dean pushes off the doorframe and walks over, tilting his head to examine you more closely. His eyes linger on your lip piercings—the angel fangs glinting in the light—and the small hoop in your septum. “Doesn’t all that metal get annoying?” he asks, though his tone is more curious than critical.

“Nope,” you reply, popping the “p” as you set down the nail polish bottle. “I like how it feels. And it looks cool, right?”

Dean’s eyes narrow playfully. “You fishing for compliments, or what?”

You raise an eyebrow, leaning back in your chair with a confident smirk. “Maybe.”

Sam snorts, shaking his head. “She doesn’t need to fish. You’ve been staring at her like she’s a shiny new toy since she sat down.”

Dean shoots him a glare. “Yeah, well, you’re not any better, Mr. Puppy-Dog Eyes.”

Your cheeks warm slightly, but you roll your eyes to cover it up. “You two are impossible.”

Dean grins, leaning down to press a kiss to the corner of your mouth, careful not to smudge your freshly painted nails. “And you love it.”

You can’t help but laugh, swatting at him lightly. “Lucky for you, I do.”

“Alright, lovebirds,” Sam says, spinning his chair around and sitting on it backward. “How about you finish your nails, and we grab a beer after? I think we’ve earned it.”

You smile, picking up the nail polish again. “Deal. But don’t think this gets you out of complimenting me later.” You playfully glare at Dean.

Dean smirks. “Wouldn’t dream of it, sweetheart.”

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[giveheavensomehell]

breakfast in bed .

⤷ matthew sturniolo .

summary — bsf .ᐟ matt jerking off while he thought you were asleep right next to him during a sleepover + a surprise at the end.

warnings — matt being an actual perv i guess ; guilt tripping (idk?) ; pet names (sweetheart, etc) ; making you clean him up !

It was an incredibly stupid idea, and Matt knew it very well.

You were peacefully snuggled up in your best friend's arms, sleeping oh-so cozily with your cheek on his chest and your hand splayed out over his sternum area. He blamed your stupid, touchy nature for being the cause of his painfully hard morning wood, when in reality, it's just him and his mind — conjuring up the filthiest fantasies in his dreamland. All about you.

The brunette slowly pulled his pajama bottoms down, just barely enough for him to get out his aching cock from the confines of his boxers. He spits in his hand, the other arm wrapped around your sleeping self, him hissing as the cold, crisp morning air blew over his leaking cock. With a shaky hand, Matt guides his spit-lubed palm to his dick, wrapping his fingers around the sensitive flesh. He bites his lip to stifle a moan, slowly stroking himself as he squeezes his leaking tip more firmly, whining at how good it felt.

The sudden squeeze, even if he was the one doing it, caused his breath to hitch in his throat. He freezes, his heart pounding in his chest as he realizes the intimate position he's in. His cock throbs in his hand, the pleasure making even more pre-cum drool from the slit of his veiny, red-tipped cockhead.

"Matt?" you groaned, half asleep as your eyes fluttered open. The early morning sunlight peeked through the cracks of the window blinds, perfectly illuminating what Matt was doing. His eyes widen as he looks down at you, caught between a stunned-state panic, and the need to keep going. "Shh," he whispers hoarsely, his hand still slowly pumping his dick. "Go back to sleep, sweetheart." "Are you... jerking off?" you furrowed your brows, your eyes flitting to his cock as he started jerking himself off again.

Matt's face turns beet red with embarrassment as he realizes you're fully awake now. "I-I can explain," he stammers, his hand stilling on his dick. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I was just so... so fucking horny." he admits. "Wet dream or morning wood?" you asked the cause of his predicament with a yawn, as if this was the most normal thing for best friends. "Both?" Matt offers weakly, his face contorting with a cringe. "Look, can we please not make this a big deal? It's just a boner, okay? Guys get them all the time." "I'm not making a big deal." you assured the brunette, sighing as you laid and watched.

Matt hesitates briefly before resuming his slow strokes, eyes darting nervously to ensure you're not too freaked out by what he was doing. His breath grows more ragged as he loses himself in the act, pre-cum steadily dripping onto his stomach. "Did I..." he mutters, realizing you're watching him stroke his cock. "Do you... do you want to watch?" he asks in a throaty whisper, his strokes becoming faster under your gaze. His free hand slowly drifts down to cup his balls, rolling them gently.

You sleepily and silently nodded, your hand sliding down to his on his balls. The boy's eyes widen in surprise, but he doesn't pull away from your touch. Instead, he adjusts his hand to let yours join his, guiding you to help him play with him. His breathing grows heavier, chest rising and falling rapidly against your cheek. Your eyelids were heavy, threatening to flutter shut as you gently rolled his balls in your hand. Your thumb even slowly started rubbing up and down, about an inch from where his sack started, on the base of his cock. Tracing over the singular most prominent vein.

A low, guttural moan escapes his lips as your thumb traces the vein on his shaft. His hips buck slightly, seeking more friction. "Fuck, that feels good," he murmurs, his hand covering yours to press it more firmly against his balls. You squeezed his balls a little bit harder, feeling them contract in your hand. Matt's back arches as you squeeze him, his moans growing louder and more desperate. "Shit, shit, shit..." he chants, his dick throbbing in his hand as he pumps it furiously, pre-cum dripping in steady streams onto his stomach.

"I'm gonna..." Matt's body tenses, his hand squeezing your own as he reaches his climax. With a loud groan, he starts shooting thick, white ropes of cum all over his stomach and chest, his hand continuing to pump his dick as he rides out his orgasm. "Fuuuck!"

You looked up at him, bringing your hand off his balls after he was done cumming. Your eyes flickered from his to his tummy, looking at the puddle of cum, then back into his eyes. Matt's chest heaved as he tries to catch his breath, his eyes still closed as he savors the aftermath of his orgasm. When he finally opens them, he's greeted with your gaze staring at the cum on his stomach. He follows your line of sight, a sheepish grin spreading across his face.

Matt laughs softly at your expression, running a hand through his messy hair. "I swear, I wasn't planning on giving you a free show this morning," he teases, trying to lighten the mood. He glances down at the cum on his stomach again, a thought occurring to him. "But, since you're already awake and all..." he says, a mischievous glint in his eye, "why don't you help me clean this up?" He gestures to the cum on his stomach, a smirk playing on his lips. You sat up next to him, your eyes wide as he said that. "Uhm... excuse me?" the awkward laugh that left your lips only emphasized the absurdity of it all.

He watches you sit up, his smirk growing wider. "With your tongue," he says casually, as if it's the most normal thing in the world. He stretches a bit, resting back his elbows as he presented his cum-coated stomach to you. Matt looks at you expectantly, his stomach still presented for your supposed cleaning duties. "Come on, it's not that weird," he says with a shrug. "We're best friends, and you just watched me jerk off."

"So, as a repayment for me watching you jerk off... I should lick up your cum?" you scoffed out a dry laugh, rolling your eyes at him. "Riiiight." His grin grows even wider at your skeptical response. "Pretty much, yeah," he says, his tone completely serious. "It's only fair, considering you got a free show." He leans back, settling comfortably into the pillows and waiting for you to make your move.

You held your hair out of your face and out of your way, gently starting to lick and slurp up his cum. Matt watches with a mix of amusement and mild surprise as you lean down and start licking up his cum. He hadn't expected you to actually do it, but he's not complaining. He lets out a soft sigh of contentment as you clean him up, your tongue moving efficiently to gather up every last drop. You stopped when he was spotless, sitting back upright and looking down into his eyes as he laid there.

He looks up at you with a strange expression on his face, his eyes locked onto yours. He swallows hard, feeling an odd sensation in his stomach at the way you're looking down at him. He breaks eye contact briefly to look at his now clean stomach, then back up at you. "I was more weirded out by licking your tummy, by the way." you joked, hoping to ease the awkward, but most definitely sexually charged tension.

The brunette lets out a soft laugh, his face relaxing into a more familiar expression. "Well, I hope you at the very least enjoyed the breakfast in bed," he says, sitting up fully, wiping his hands on his on the messy bedsheet beneath him. "sweetheart."

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[ioveartfilm]

hi honey! was wondering if you could do some lace dividers? not completely sure which ones you’re able to do but if not, that’s fine! mwah. luv your theme btw!

ഒ⋆ ۪ ᡴꫂ ׂ ׅ ༦ Hi love, ty you’re so sweet I’m glad you like it! —I kind of made them in different colors hope this fits your request! [ Lace Dividers Request 𝜗𝜚 🤍 ✓ by @/realkz ]

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