#*･ﾟSHADOWBRN * dean.

[litearra]

[ dressing room ] our muses have some fun in a dressing room together

tiny scraps of lace that barely cover anything. it is entirely out of her budget range, a stark contrast to the cotton she usually wears. ironic how one seems to pay more for less fabric. she hadn’t dared to turn the price tag when @shadowbrn had dumped the lacy lingerie in her hands and asked her to model it for him. the dressing room would have to be enough to fulfil his fantasy, knowing she wouldn’t be able to bring it back to his bedroom. head thuds back against his strong chest, her heated gaze meets his in the mirror. goosebumps spread in the wake of his fingers as they skate beneath the wire of the bra.     ❝ cat got your tongue di laurentis? ❞     tongue clicks against the roof of her mouth.

[ac1nums-moved]

@shadowbrn, dean heyward-di laurentis required an incorrect quotes, featuring allie hayes.

[surv1vra]

left   hand   holds   her   arms   back   against   the   bed,   as   her   body   arches   up   towards   me,   as   lips   ghost   her   skin.   @shadowbrn   squirms   under   my   breath.   i   hear   the   begging   from   her   voice   before   i   look   up   at   her   from   her   hips.   ❝   why   should   i   stop   cora?   ❞   i   ask   before   skating   my   free   hand   along   bare   skin.   ❝   tell   me   ...   what   do   you   want   from   me?   ❞

[famefckrmoved]

❝    i    told    my    parents    i'd    get    an    education,    but    what    i    really    want    is    to    be    on    the    back    of    a    horse    somewhere    out    west.    ❞    she    says,    sighing    dramatically    as    she    flops    down    next    to    dean,    dropping    her    bag    next    to    the    couch.    ❝    wide    open    spaces,    hay    bales,    dirt.    i    haven't    seen    clover    in    three    months.    what    if    she    forgets    about    me?    ❞

@shadowbrn for dean di laurentis!

[inspotlight]

❝    oh,    boo.    don't    be    so    dramatic,    deany.    ❞    she    says,    rolling    her    eyes.    ❝    the    party    is    barely    winding    down    and    you're    not    no    fun.    did    you    get    rejected?    ❞    she    lifts    an    eyebrow    at    him    in    question,    trying    to    stifle    a    giggle.

@shadowbrn

[toapaixonar]

@shadowbrn continued from here because legacy editor.

a request. the words roll around in her mind, smirking a bit more. it is almost as though she can feel her fingertips curling in sheer anticipation. the game they are playing is one she finds most exciting and she cannot wait to see who wins. ❝ and what makes you so certain that i won't be predictable and boring? is it because i don't want to sleep with you, dean? do girls really throw themselves at you that often that rejection turns you on? interesting, ❞ the redhead whispers, teeth brushing against her bottom lip. it is when taylor allows herself to roam her gaze over his figure, study him up close and personal. placing her hands beneath her chin, the girl leans forward and closer to him. ❝ alright, dean. i'll meet you at midnight if you win. at the bar. with my clothes on and lots of people around. ❞ a beat, gaze roaming up and down his figure slowly with a hunger burning bright in emerald hues. ❝ because as i've said before, i have no interest in becoming another name on your list whatsoever. ❞

[ac1numa]

@shadowbrn asked: send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s) / allie loving her man and loving their new baby, named after her of course.

[untwined-b]

what’s your literary archetype?

the  lover    ⸺    you’re  a  bit  of  an  idealist.  you  value  emotional  and  physical  intimacy  (not  always  romantically),  and  you  revel  in  what  it  means  to  be  a  human.  you  need  relationships  with  other  people  to  thrive,  you  have  a  lot  of  love  and  compassion  to  give.  you’re  an  amazing  friend,  lover,  family  member,  and  those  around  you  genuinely  appreciate  everything  you  have  done  and  continue  to  do.  sometimes  it  feels  like  you  give  more  than  what  you  receive,  and  that  can  really  hurt  a  heart  like  yours.  i  promise  that  there  are  people  out  there  that  will  love  you  just  as  much  as  you  love  them.  loving  and  being  loved  is  a  burden,  so  don’t  take  on  that  burden  for  just  anyone.

tagged by : @e1igius

tagging : @acipaer ( eleanor ), @shadowbrn ( dean ), @lingeringscars ( kaley ), @precariousfates ( evan ), @brokenmedic & @l1teraes ( ivana )

[playspuck]

@shadowbrn LIKED for a starter : dean heyward de laurentiis

        for some, it was a little easier in high school to transition to hockey. some schools had their own team and the boys that played were already apart of a club league. yet even then, the club leagues always had the same members.. even if you weren’t on the same team, you were familiar with each other. everyone knew everyone, yet with college it was a DIFFERENT experience. in some cases, the freshman didn’t know anyone, not even each other. the upperclassmen had to learn to work with a new group of guys and it was a learning curve. this was the reason jensen decided to start camp early every year.

        standing on the ice, dotting their briar practice jerseys, listening as they were being paired off, john felt a slight sense of panic as they moved onto the defensemen, giving them partners for these exercises to see how they’d pair up — IF IT WOULD BE PERMANENT. shifting on his skates, he eyes, dean, the other boy that he was paired up with. skating over to him, logan gives him a slight smile. 〝 hey, i’m john. 〞

[antiqsvchoticarchive]

@shadowbrn ( kannon wells ) liked for a starter from minah chung

minah  was  running.  nearly  tripping  over  her  feet.  sure  she  was  a  hunter  just  like  dean  and  sam,  but  that  didn't  change  the  fact  she  has  demon  blood  in  her.  which  also  makes  her  a  target.  quickly,  for  defense,  she  pulled  her  own  gun  out  and  turned  to  face  the  other  with  it,  "i'm  not  a  killer!"

[enternecers]

dean di laurentis ( @shadowbrn​ ) said: ❛ meet me at midnight. ❜

     emerald  hues  glisten  with  mischief,  a  smirk  gracing  ruby  lips  as  she  avoids  looking  at  him.  it  is  all  on  purpose,  of  course.  taylor  has  come  to  realize  that  dean  is  a  big  fan  of  the  chase,  much  like  she  is,  and  giving  into  the  game  is  simply  not  on  her  list  for  today.  ❝  so  bossy,  di  laurentis.  i  thought  graham  was  supposed  to  be  the  captain,  ❞  the  redhead  whispers,  finally  allowing  her  gaze  to  meet  his  as  she  closes  her  laptop.  and  it  is  very  unfair  that  he  is  so  handsome  and  standing  so  close. but  she  does  not  show  how  much  his  proximity  affects  her,  despite  the  fact  her  gaze  is  drawn  to  his  lips  like  a  fly  is  drawn  to  the  light.  ❝  plus,  i  hate  it  when  men  tell  me  what  to  do  everywhere  but...  well,  guess  you  won’t  find  that  out.  but  have  fun  with  your  puck  bunnies.  i’m  sure  any  of  them  will  be  thrilled  to  drop  their  panties  upon  hearing  those  words.  it  just  doesn’t  do  it  for  me.  ❞  a  beat.  ❝  try  not  to  suck  too  much  out  there  tonight.  i’d  hate  to  bruise  your  ego  twice  in  one  day.  ❞  taylor  adds,  knowing  she  would  be  nothing  if  not  harsh  on  her  coverage  in  case  they  lost  another  game.

[memoiers]

@shadowbrn​​    ❯❯❯     DEAN DI LAURENTIS  :     💬

          ❝  the  way  you  flirt  is  shameful.  ❞

[chrryblsssm]

❝    i    mean...    you're    not    technically    wrong.    i    think    a    shamrock    is    the    three    leaf    variation,    right?    ❞    she    says,    shaking    her    head    as    she    softly    giggles.    clover,    shamrock,    they    were    pretty    much    the    same    thing.    ❝    well,    if    your    sister    ever    wants    to    come    to    the    stables    and    meet    clover,    she's    more    than    welcome.    clover    loves    visitors    and    it    gives    me    a    little    extra    time    to    clean    up    around    her    stall    when    she's    distracted    by    people.    ❞    not    that    she    couldn't    clean    when    clover    was    in    her    stall    or    the    paddock,    but    it    was    easier    when    her    horse    was    distracted.

@famefckr. dean had friends back home who had horses and shit, but that had never been his thing. it was too much extra work, and he was busy doing . . . literally anything else. but daisy was really into it, apparently. ❝ clover, shamrock, same thing. ❞ they were, weren't they? oh, maybe he shouldn't have been so dismissive. but he didn't attach to animals the way that others did. they were just so much extra work. ❝ no, ❞ he shook his head, ❝ my sister wanted one, but i never did. and our parents were so busy. we didn't have time. ❞

[toapaixonar]

@shadowbrn continued from here because legacy editor.

for a moment, all summer does is stare at him. funny enough, it is not as though she is surprised — their family does have a tendency to judge her. but coming from dean? it does bother her a bit more. the blonde does not say anything though, choosing to roll her eyes instead. ❝ because you're such a saint... ❞ she whispers, reaching out to grab the bottle of whiskey and pouring herself another glass. ❝ but don't worry, dicky. i'll be out of your hair soon. then you can go back to being a hypocrite and i'll keep on doing the absolute worst at every chance. ❞ as if she means to do it every single time. perhaps most of the time, sure, but not always. sometimes it is out of her control.

[toapaixonar]

❛ what are you doing here? ❜ / dean & sabrina

the truth is, sabrina is not certain why she is standing outside his doorstep. she knows should not be there, given the fact she wants to punch him most of the time. but she also knows that, upon realizing she needed a distraction, it was his face she conjured up in her mind. ❝ i don't know, ❞ she admits, teeth brushing against crimson lips before she allows her gaze to seek his. ❝ does it matter? ❞ sabrina does not wait for him to reply, instead making her way closer to him. ❝ maybe i'm here to finally do the world a favor and get rid of you. or maybe... ❞ she trails off, wrapping an arm around his neck and bringing his lips closer to hers — not close enough to touch though. ❝ or maybe you're about to get lucky. so i'll ask again. does it matter? ❞

[surv1vra]

I   smile   as   the   woman   beneath   me   whines,   calling   me   frustrating,   and   begging   for   me   to   touch   her.   ❝   you've   been   teasing   me   all   day...   it's   only   time   i   return   the   favor.   ❞   I   respond   before   my   hands   are   on   her   hips,   flipping   her   onto   her   stomach.   My   hands   move   down   her   back,   tracing   over   bare   skin   as   I   fight   the   urge   to   just   bury   my   cock   in   her.   I   knew   better   than   to   get  ��involved   with   someone   like   Cora,   someone   my   family   would   have   seen   as   a   monster,   someone   I   was   raised   to   see   as   one,   but   all   logic   flew   out   the   door   weeks   ago   when   this   first   started.   I   reach   for   my   jeans   and   pull   out   a   condom,   dropping   it   on   the   bed   near   us   before   I   drag   a   finger   across   her   entrance,   feeling   how   ready   she   is   for   me.   ❝   you   really   have   been   a   naughty   girl   today...   and   naughty   girls   get   punished...   so   i   gotta   punish   you   first.❞   i   say   before   one   hand   grips   her   hip   and   the   other   rubs   the   cheek   of   her   ass   before   I   raise   it   and   spank   her. // @shadowbrn

@surv1vr. cora knows that hales don't have the best track record when it comes to hunters. they have a bad habit of letting them in and regretting it when they get betrayed. but dean winchester seems different. ❝ god, you're frustrating . . . ❞ the wolf practically whines as she arches into his touch, ❝ i want you to actually do something. ❞