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[pulchrasilva]

Honestly I cant even blame kian because I would also kiss becky even knowing that she's a bug and if she shoved her stinger down my throat and killed me it would be worth it. Actually becky should kiss me instead of him

[junabuggy]

Okayy so I’ve done something similar but I wanted to see it from someone else but it’s Creepy pasta room head canons !!! I don’t mind who you do but I would love to see Jack’s most of all !! Thank you <3

Creepypasta room headcanons

A/n: At the beach rn with family.. sighhh I hate the beach (._.) BUT I LOVE THIS REQUEST !!! LMK IF YALL WANR A PART TWO (^_-)☆

Includes: Jeff, Ej, Toby, BP and Nina :333

Warnings: None

「 ✦ Jeff ✦ 」

🔪✮ MESSY ASS ROOM and it does NOT smell all that great tbh 😭😭

🔪✮ Has zero shame about it too, you come to hang out in his room he'll just kick stuff to the side and shove stuff off the bed casually.

🔪✮ Posters all over the walls, most of them are of bands he enjoys (He stole most of them 💀)

🔪✮ Jeff has a knife collection so he has a little setup for them :3

🔪✮ ALSO!!!! Side headcanon he fucking loves MSI (The song "This Hurts" by them is literally him chat)

🔪✮ There's a window in his room by his bed that you can use to get to the roof of the manor, it's actually got a pretty damn good view too

🔪✮ Has a mini fridge in his room beside his bed that has drinks in it

🔪✮ Mostly energy drinks and Pepsi with like, a singular water that'll never get drank.

🔪✮ Probably doesn't have sheets on his bed.. the mattress is full of mysterious stains

🔪✮ Musty BEAST (I love him)

「 ✦ Eyeless Jack ✦ 」

👁️‍🗨️𖤐 Jacks room doesn't smell all that great either.. he keeps all his organs to munch on and such in there.

👁️‍🗨️𖤐 There really isn't much there tbh, just the essentials to have in a bedroom.

👁️‍🗨️𖤐 A bed, a wardrobe, chair and a desk with an old computer on it..

👁️‍🗨️𖤐 Oh and a few shelves with one big window that he usually keeps closed ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ)

👁️‍🗨️𖤐 His flooring is a grey-ish carpet and his walls are painted black

👁️‍🗨️𖤐 Kinda boring, ik 😭

「 ✦ Toby ✦ 」

🪓☆ Chaotically clean room, bro is a maximalist to the extreme (^o^)

🪓☆ ‼️‼️ He yearns to collect ‼️‼️

🪓☆ there's a few shelves with trinkets he's collected over the years on them (≧ω≦)

🪓☆ Posters, banners, stickers, drawings and records littered eevveryywhere on the walls and ceiling of his room (maybe this is just projecting because thats witterly my room ☝️)

🪓☆ Has the glow in the dark star stickers on his ceiling for sure

🪓☆ His room is MUCH bigger than the other proxies, has everything he needs and more

🪓☆ I mean, he has a little couch in there that has a big stuffed animal on it and a bug blanket (His hyperfixation is bugs, if you couldn't tell /silly 🪲🪲 )

🪓☆ He spends a shit ton of time in his room because it's genuinely super cool

🪓☆ Has a Tv mounted on his wall in the corner !!

🪓☆ Oh and he has a guitar in his room that he l can't play, he just thinks it looks cool o_O

「 ✦ Bloody Painter ✦ 」

🎨꩜ VERY CLEAN ROOM. AND VERY PARTICULAR ON HOW HE KEEPS THINGS.

🎨꩜ Don't mess with any of his shit without permission first and you'll be fine 🙏

🎨꩜ Has some of the normal (Ones that he doesn't use blood in, he keeps those safe.) paintings, drawings and sketches he's made on his wall behind his easel in the corner of his room :33

🎨꩜ I also think he likes to write!! So maybe some poetry is on his wall as well in that little corner ^_^

🎨꩜ Almost the entirety of his back wall is window which he loves

🎨꩜ HAS PLANTS !!!! 🌱🪴

🎨꩜ Has a nice desk to draw on with a comfortable chair. Theres a nice smelling candle on it with a few books and a lamp (●＾o＾●)

🎨꩜ Also owns the most??? Comfortable?? Blankets?? EVER????? Amazing textures, NO SHERPA <(｀^´)>

🎨꩜ Has a drawer thingy dedicated to his art supplies (Which is also very organized, btw)

🎨꩜ HE HAS A RECORD PLAYER. YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE.

「 ✦ Nina ✦ 」

🪱ᰔ SHES A SCENE GIRL!!! ROOM IS SCENE!!!

🪱ᰔ Like holy shit it's so colourful ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 

🪱ᰔ LOTS and LOTS of homemade stuff stuck on her walls along with various other things, there's stuff everywhere

🪱ᰔ Now you already know she owns a gir blanket and a gir backpack, like cmon (灬ºωº灬)♡

🪱ᰔ Collection of stuffed animals !! Some on her bed and some in a hanging net in the corner above her bed

🪱ᰔ Has LED lights and there's no windows in her room

🪱ᰔ Has a nice desk with a computer on it and trinkets, her keyboard lights up rainbow ☆´∀｀☆

🪱ᰔ Her wardrobe and closet are FULL. She has like, so many cool clothes, belts and accessories

🪱ᰔ Convinced slender to let her paint her walls funky and cool !!

🪱ᰔ Soooo her walls are purple and she painted on with a smaller paint brush cheetah print all over them :3 (She's an icon and I love her dearly)

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 ◟( ˃̶͈◡ ˂̶͈ )◞

ᯓ★ 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐲

[luiluvr]

ok disclaimer this request is based off tiktok comments which we don't know are true 😭 but you and college!luigi are part of the same friend group and you all go on a camping trip together, you *thought* you'd be sharing a tent with one of your best girl friends but turns out she's brought her bf last minute leaving you without one so you tent up with luigi. but that. mother. FUCKER!! cannot stop snoring and you can't fall asleep at all so eventually you wake him up and are like bro please 😭 but he's so sweet about it and a lil embarrassed and offers to stay up while you fall asleep so he doesn't bug you cause he's a cutie

oh boy oh boy i have been ACHING to write something about his snoring ☹️☹️

WARNINGS: none! just lu being sweet to you and snoring.. a lot, and uses of Y/N.. this is also shorter i'm working on another request that'll be longer <333

“Should I kill her now or later?” You thought, as your best friend broke news you both would not be sharing a tent. When this camping trip was planned, you specifically wanted to share a tent with her. Not that it was necessarily a bad thing, it was the fact you had always shared a tent with her in the past — so you were naturally used to her presence when your friend group had these little trips. That was a lost cause now. Unbeknownst to you, she invited her boyfriend last minute and decided they would be sharing a tent.

You stare at her blankly as her boyfriend smiles, “So…What am I supposed to do?” You ask her.

“Uhh, I don’t know.” She says quietly, clearly she didn’t think it through either. It was a few minutes of silence before her boyfriend spoke up and responded, “Luigi’s not sharing a tent with anyone. you may ask him. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind it.”

Luigi Mangione. One of the more loved people at college, you had ended up in a bigger friend group with him; so you knew him but only so much. He was a typical person that all the girls were always crushing on, sneaking pictures of, there was even a rumored group chat where they’d talk and send pictures of him. Sure, he was handsome but was it that serious?

You nod. Luigi was a really nice person, so you didn’t doubt he would tell you no. It’s the fact your best friend should’ve mentioned it two hours ago when you all originally left for the trip. “Alright.” You said quietly, by now everyone was arranging their tents and Luigi — he was busy watching the stream. He always enjoyed the little things and admired nature. He was- from what you knew- fairly shy. For someone always so out there, so smart and always up for going places besides campus; he was incredibly introverted.

He had plenty of friends, but he never bonded on a deep level, you knew that much from other people who knew him better.

You shove your hands in your pocket and sigh, walking over to him, smiling awkwardly as you watch the current rush and wash over the rocks inside. Occasionally a small fish would wiggle and swim in the crystal colored waters. You clear your throat and speak up finally, “Hey, Luigi?”

His head turns — his jawline dotted with stubble, and a warm smile welcomes you. “Hey, Y/N, what’s up?” You’d be lying if you said you didn’t get caught up in his gaze, his hazel eyes are so entrancing. You can’t help but look away as you ask, “Would you be alright if I stay in your tent? Riri brought her boyfriend and decided at the last minute to tell me they’re bunking together so I don’t have anywhere to sleep now.” He chuckles, nodding to you. “Yeah, of course. I don’t mind.”

You breathe a sigh of relief, “Thank you so much, Luigi.”

“Of course.”

You and your friends spent most of the afternoon setting up, you’d spend the rest of the weekend hiking, exploring and enjoying each other’s company. Luigi had taken your sleeping bag and set up the inside of the tent, he didn’t make you do anything, you were “his” guest—as he put it.

By evening, the campfire was lit, lighting up the smiles of your friends; the mix of conversation and laughs filled the air. You sat comfortably on your favorite lawn chair, a maroon rackety-old thing that held up like a warrior. Luigi moved closer beside you, quietly and shimmied comfortably in his chair.

“Oh yeah, Y/N, heads up, Luigi snores a lot, so good luck.” You tilt your head, Luigi? Snores? You highly doubted that. But oh, was Riri’s boyfriend right.

Before you initially got in the tent, you had spent a few minutes talking to your other friends about things you all may do tomorrow, you heard some noises but passed it off. That was, until you climbed into the tent, Luigi was already passed out, softly snoring. It’s not that bad. You thought. It was rather chilly, but he still slept shirtless, comfortably curled up in the sleeping bag. His curls were the only sight from this angle.

You got comfortable in your own sleeping bag and exhaled, relieved to finally get to rest after the long trip. Inevitably, as your eyes began to flutter shut, Luigi let out this snore. It scared you back awake. You realized it was just him; and nothing of actual worry — you slightly peered over at him, although the tent was dark, the tiny bits of moonlight that managed its way through freckled his calm, handsome complexion.

He had stopped for the moment, so you assume he only does it every so often and you could stand sleeping with his snores beside you.

Alas, you huddled down, zipped the sleeping bag and nuzzled into the soft cushioning. Your eyes closed, body relaxed. The quiet buzzes of nature make it feel more realistic and comforting.

Then he snored.

It wasn’t that bad, so you let him snore on; and continued to try and pursue slumber, but as the night progressed, it got deeper and louder. You had managed to fall asleep but were woken right away by his snores, it was honestly annoying but simultaneously endearing. He was so sweet you couldn’t be mad at him for it, though anyone else you would have woken and told to go sleep somewhere else — it was different with Lu.

After some time though, you realized how late it had gotten, almost 4AM, you needed to sleep or you wouldn’t want to do anything tomorrow with the group. Gently, you grasp his shoulder and shake him. It only elicits a bigger snore, and a flinch from yourself. You give it a moment, not wanting to scare him awake.

“Luigi.” You whispered, nudging him a little harder this time. He groans, shifting ever so slightly and slowly coming to.

“Y/N?” His tone was so sleepy, mumbled and kind of cute.

“Hey…I’m not trying to be rude, but you’re snoring a lot.” You chuckle, quietly.

“I’m so sorry,” He says as he sits up, his muscles flexed as he stretched a bit. “I know I snore pretty roughly, my older sister hated sharing a room with me when we were younger.”

You can’t help but laugh a little, “I get it, I didn’t want to seem like an asshole about it or act like it’s a world-ending thing that you’re snoring…”

“No, no. You’re fine Y/N, thanks for waking me up. I had a lot of signs of sleep apnea when I was younger, I struggled with it for a while. When I snore all night it makes my throat hurt.” He states, rubbing his arm. You nod, he was too nice about it. Whenever you confronted a sibling or roommate about snoring they told you to ignore it or get earplugs. Not Luigi.

“How about this,” He says, staying quiet so as to not wake everyone sleeping in the tents beside yours. “I’ll stay awake until you fall asleep and you’re good — then I’ll go back to sleep too so I won’t disturb you. Is that okay?”

He was offering such a sweet little thing, it wasn’t that big of a deal but for you it meant everything.

You agreed, it seemed the only logical conclusion and he was willing to lack his own sleep just so you could rest comfortably without his snoring. “That’s really nice of you, Luigi, thank you.”

“Of course.” Even in the dim light, his smile lines carved and dimples became more prominent, somehow his face lit the darkness alone.

And that’s exactly what you did, he shared a blanket he brought, covered you and as you tucked yourself in, he stayed sitting up and relaxed, he wouldn’t admit it but he did watch you for a bit just to make sure you were comfortable and you were able to fall asleep — which you were; and you did.

The next morning — almost afternoon, the group was buzzing as they snacked on granola bars and sipped on water or coffee they kept in thermal cups. Luigi had exchanged into a blue tank top with a Lion King reference on the front and those lousy basketball shorts all the boys seemed to enjoy wearing, despite them looking goofy.

As you managed around, got changed in your tent for a day of exploring and probable hiking, Lu approached you with a sly smile.

“Good morning.” He hums.

“Morning, Luigi.” You replied.

“Did you sleep well last night?”

“Yes, I actually did. Thank you, again by the way.” You said cheerfully.

“Yeah, it’s no problem! I guess that’ll be our routine while we’re tenting up together.” He laughs, leaning against a small tree nearby.

“Suppose so.” You nod.

“Oh and by the way, Y/N?”

“Yes, Luigi?”

“You snore. A lot.”

[walnutcookie]

good day fellow rodger fan, i rlly love your art it gives me whimsy and joy. do you have any headcanons ab him and glisten, perhaps toodles as well? (family dynamics my beloved actually) if not either way i think your stuff is still so rad.

AHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!! <333 WEEPS TEARS OF JOY.... i do have some headcanons hehehe... in no particular order/organization heres some of my thoughts on them:

- Rodger is a sleepwalker. Very Embarrassed by it.

- Toodles really enjoys drawing !!! She likes to draw with the other toons a lot (especially glisten, but he usually just watches her and then treats her art like the mona lisa so she feels good about herself)

- rodgers reaction to any sort of physical affection is really funny because he doesnt know how to react. He wants to keep his awesome and mysterious persona but also he doesnt want to be rude or anything. does he reciprocate? does he try to get away before it happens??? does he say something or does he keep quiet? Usually it just results in him freezing up and going stiff

- also adding onto above he tends to be paranoid about peoples intentions. bro gets a hug from goob and freezes and hes thinking "is this an attempt to console me does he think im mentally unwell or is he trying to find my weaknesses so he can kill me"

- in general rodger can be a very paranoid person and starts panicking at the slightest threat but hes pretty good at stopping to think and clearing his head. Logically he knows goob wouldnt kill him and doesnt know his secrets but it is a thought that pops up in his head for a brief moment

- toodles is always very quick to jump in and try to help whenever someone is upset. She wants to help people as best she can so ofc she would but the problem is that shes never sure what to say to cheer people up :'] she tries parroting some of the things rodger has told her when she was sad but also from her experience it never works so she tries to distract people instead most of the time. it makes her feel really guilty whenever she doenst try to help or if she fails to make them feel any better

- Toodles is very close with teagan!! teagan is like her fun uncle :] they take care of toodles sometimes if rodger is busy (or cough missing). Tea parties galore!!!!

- glisten is romo-repulsed i know this in my heart ok. [i know ive drawn him doing romantic things i cant explain the nuances to this in a cohesive way im just projecting ontohim as a romo repulsed person in a relationship]

- Glisten is definitely introverted but not in the "ohh hes shy and hates people" way hes just drained when he talks to people even if he likes talking to people. He needs to take breaks from socializing a lot to recharge his social battery especially since hes always so worried about what people think of him but he also dies if hes alone too long

- toodles is actually VERY fascinated with bugs if theres an ant or a beetle or a roach or something in the facility shes gonna beg to keep it and make a house for it so she can "give it a better life" (glisten will not scream or freak out but there WILL be visible discomfort on his face and he will avoid that bug like the plague)

- rodger smokes cigarettes . He knows which employee(s) carry them around and will snatch one from their pocket at the right moment when nobody is looking... he tries covering his tracks and flushing everything down the toilet and covering up the smell but ofc he gets found out when theres a clog LOL.

- There was also suspicion when toodles started pretend-smoking and saying she was doing the thing that rodger did but most everyone else just assumed it was toodles being a silly little kid

okie dokieee thats all ill do for now !!! Thank you so much for this ask GAUH im so happy people are interested in my hcs for them n stuff 🥹

[miraclecherryblossomsblog]

Tw blood (alien blood)

"Welcome home lil pup" is a non-canonical sidestory I did from my bro's @himbo-in-limbo yautja raian x reader story, but focuses into a father-daughter relationship between yautja! Ohma and Ane (has more fluff but still containing the gruesome bloody fights cuz...kengan and predators lol)

Headcanons cuz I can't help myself:

Ane was the one who found Ohma while he was on a hunt on a forest that was close to the orphanage she lived back in earth.

Ohma didn't know Ane followed him until they were already lightyears away from earth lmao (i don't know how she did it either).

The other yautjas were just as surprised she managed to enter the ship without activating anything.

Ane tends to be loud when walking (humming, jumping, etc) so the bells aren't really necessary, but also she hated how loud the bell was in her ears. Ohma seeing her discomfort told the other guards to take the bell collar.

Ane is quite clingy with ohma, not sure why but she just won't leave his side.

Ohma wasn't much attached to her in the first few weeks, he didn't hate her or was cold to her but he was not used to having a small creature following him around lol, but after a lil accident they had he swored to never let her out his sight unless they were someone (maids or ysutjas he trusted) watching over her.

I feel like he'd start slowing his pace so Ane was infront of him when walking to other rooms in the ship or he'd just carry her around.

He wouldn't notice he imprinted on her after a few days that he known her, the other yautjas noticed his increased aggressivines when it came to her but didn't dare to say anything. Unlike the maids who seemed to find it amusing and almost cute in a way.

Ane always wakes up in ohmas chest or under his arm, she tends to move a lot in her sleep so whenever ohma felt her presence being a lil too far he would instictively put her close to him even if he is deep in sleep.

Even when he wakes up first he stays in thr room until she's awake, mabey he does stretches idk

She mostly wears her pink dress but unless there was some sort of celebration she would dress in the appropiate outfit. (And not cuz I didn't think into giving her braids, nope, not at all :') )

She isn't scared of Raian unlike other pups, even talks back to him or calls him names when he's being rude or growls at her, but she still is nice to him (sometimes....)

Man litteraly could squish her like a bug but she just unfazed (also ohma throws them hands everytime raian gets a lil too close or makes her cry)

All and all Ohma lover her very much and will litteraly rip the ship apart if anyone dares to take her away or hurt her <333

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

GMMM!!! now that u are a little bit into worm & have had the first instance of the word being used & such, im curious as to what u think the title means! why do u think it's called worm so far? :333

I DONT ACTUALLY KNOW. BUT THAT IS SOMETHING IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT !!!!!!! i always think the "OUAHGH THEY SAID THE TITLE IN THE THING" type jokes are really funny so i locked onto the word right away LMAO. catch me keeping track of every use of the word worm in this million word long story . its a good word !!!!!!

ANYWAY. my first thought now is obv like... something to do with taylors powers??? but im not sure if she can actually control. worms. not to get too biology brained about it but the vague knowledge i have so far is that she can control BUGS but that is not specifically limited to *insects* . because she can also control spiders which are arachnids (though they are also usually lumped into "bugs" which is not a real classification it just kind of refers to things that people find creepy crawly) HOWEVER . the thing that arachnids and insects have in common are being *arthropods* which is like. the overall classification of Things With An Exoskeleton. WORMS are not arthropods they are . well it depends actually. worm is kind of like bug in the fact that its a general word for things that are kind of similar and not the name of a specific group. bc youve got earthworms which are annelids and . like. mealworms which ARE insects but still called worms. so maybe she can control worms also!!!! i really like this sort of . playing with the meaning of the word i guess. some people colloquially will call worms bugs as well even though theyre not. so it becomes a rhing like. are her powers based in LOGIC or science or whatever or are they based in. perception. i guess. because taylor is Bug there can also be Worms. does this make any sort of sense. this might be absolutely nothing bro is burning the food bro is not cooking the kitchen is empty ����🔥🔥

it could also be like... worm as a word not meaning the animal. like a cartoonishly evil guy referring to his minions as worms. or like the context in that sentence i posted like. worming your way in somewhere. which now that i think about it makes a lot of sense considering taylors whole plan to join a villain group undercover. wait. i may have just . rendered my whole biology paragraph useless. sad! well there are other insane things i could talk about i guess

all this to say i think shes gonna do something super fucked up with worms in the bug way. i hope <3

THIS IS A FUN QUESTION THOUGH because i know the other story is called ward. and i already have somewhat of an idea of what THAT means bc of armsmaster. so i can assume at least a little bit of what that story is about. but its cool that i dont have that same context for the one im CURRENTLY READING

[stevie-petey]

jesus christ that was a HEAVY chapter wow

im just so in LOVE with the angst, m

every second is filled with it and im having a lot of fun (my heart hurts but still, FUN!!!) i love how you’re covering her dynamic with everyone and she has a moment with everyone it’s lovely to see

the fucking scenes with steve bro, i think i have a steve shaped hole in my chest now.

BUG AND NANCY GIRLFRIENDS AGENDA !!!!!! brother insane chemistry they have like oh. my. god.

bug & dustin :(((((( my heart breaks for them idk what you have in store for future bug but im already shit scared

also for a min i thought eddie & bug were gonna hug but oh well, it’s nice they got a moment before yk 💀

i am praying the next chapter is easy on us (it is surely not gonna be) but let’s see what you feed us with lmao

waiting patiently <3

p.s. im so happy i finally got the time to do an insight again :’’’)

the angst is just so heavy in season 4 like im sorry gang i did what i could with what i was given LMAO but thank youuuu <333

bug being connected with everyone <333 shes so special to me and i really mean it when i say shes my own symbolization of hope/softness in the stranger things universe. they direly need a token selfless character who reminds you what youre sacrificing for smh.

BUG N NANCE !!! obsessed with them. they were truly supposed to hate each other the whole series but i just couldnt make them stop kissing ???

as for eddie and bug hug i felt the pinky promise fit better purely because i dont think theyd be able to handle a hug lol itd just be them awkwardly patting each others back like awkward teens </3

[residentialsinyomakai]

I KNEW BRO WAS GONNA POST IT HERE TOO WAHHH!!!!!

HEy y'all this is my friends awesome AU featuring ford that is a fiddle plus other cool characters,,,,this is gen one of my favorite aus for gravity falls just like. Ever. Period. Always. The designs are sososo fantastic like lemme run through them;;;;;

Carlos' entire face and expression fits so well i think yiu conveyed that awesomely psbdoeodr plus PRUPLE!!! my favorite color i love him already <333

Ira seems like a sweetie! (Mouth on hand reminds me of a specific someone.....explodes.....you probably know who I'm insane 'bout him) the way the lashes are drawn and you can tell it's like 3d ohmigoshhhhhsbdjfop2oddn i would steal her for frfr

JOHNNY!!! his whole deal is right up my alley, love his characteization!!!! His eyes are lie bugs and so are his wings i LOVE!!!@ BUGS 🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🪲🐞🐞🪲🐞🪲 his color palette is cool to ME. HE HAS GOOD TASTE. again someone remind me to draw all these guys later frfr....

Nagati I love you sm no one could ever make me hate you..... SCREAMS HER TEETH!!!/POS the pattern on her is awesome sauce! I really like her eyes too she's a pretty creatura ●°u°●

BIG B!! HES SO GORGEOUS WAHHH Big fan of manotaurs btw rotating him in my head forever. He seems impulsive he's just like me ofc ofc l,,, we'd get along PROMISE Y'ALL!!! Beefy, I like the way you drew his scars! The horn one seems esp accurate once again your stuff never ceases to amaze me

Fidds himself. My guy. Manses. where do I start....poor guy lost his heart :(((( Understandable, Ford Messed Up ghhahhshs.... GOGLES! AND THE MEM V2.0??? FANRASTIC DESIGN. Same with the Journal, society of the blind eye reference I'm pretty sure please bite me if I'm wronf 🥰 HIS HAIR BEING UPPPPP and the outfit looks SO good on him. The real and true fiddleford design EVER!!!!@ His future one too like....lemme hit/hj Glad he's made some friends! I wanna kiss him the green eyes and early greyinf is so him I KNOW he was stressed I wanna drop kick bill down a 40ft flight of stairs ×10000 tfw you're in a homorrotic situationship with a man in a homoerotic situationship and the portal yall are building goes Wronf during one of the first testings and now you're. 'Splofing. Have fun!!!!

Anyways I YAP AIGGHHH TO SUM IT UP. LOVE THIS SOSOSOSOOS MUCH HELLOOOOOOOOO LOVE YA BYE

AFTER SUCH A LONG WAIT. I INTRODUCE TO YOU-

"Gravity Falls: Lost Friend AU"

"When you choose your old college roommate over the life you built for yourself, causing that one decision to change who you are, what you stand for, and who you stand with. That one choice was one of devastating outcome."

IVE BEEN WORKING ON THIS REF FOR SO LONG. AS WELL AS THE AU IVE BEEN WRITTING AND COMING UP WITH CONCEPTS AAAAHHEHE

I plan to make some mini comics and maybe write about the au n all that I HAVE MORE DRAWINGS ILL POST SOON EHHEHE 😈😈‼️‼️

[bookiezzz]

OMORI characters with an animal lover s/o (+ pet owner)

a/n ; so sorry if this is cringe i accidentally deleted it.. twice.. so i kinda rushed at first but hopefully this is okay!!

SUNNY

— Sunny thinks it’s cool how much you know about animals, and how much you care about them!

— If you show him any animal pictures, he’ll be happy and think it’s cool.

— To be 100% honest, he’ll like any animal that makes you happy.

— He’s scared of animals sometimes, though.

— he’s absolutely terrified of dogs bro

— “Hey Sunny, come look at this [insert animal]!”

— cautiously walking toward you

— It’ll definitely take some time for him to get used to any pets you have.

— if you ever ask him to watch them when you go on vacation, or out for the night, or something.

— Sunny will say yes, of course.

— He’s actually kinda nervous

— What if he hurts your beloved fur baby, your child, the only thing you care for as much as you care for him?

— You NEED to explain everything to him.

— He’ll get more comfortable eventually

— Nice to animals A+ for effort

MARI

— “AWWW!!!”

— Mari likes animals too

— She looks like this: 🥹 /hj

— If you know facts about animals

— Please tell her

— please

— It fascinates her so much to hear about them.

— Mari would literally buy you an animal to make you happy.

— she will lmao

— Oh, you have a pet?

— She’s feeding them. She’s walking them. She’s spoiling them.

— “Y/N, [insert animal] is SOO COOL!!” She says with a huge smile

— Will look at animal photos with you all day

— Mari is constantly searching up pictures of your favorites to show you

— very good overall

HERO

— Animals like Hero

— …and Hero like animals, too!!

— He generally likes animals and thinks most of them are cool

— Not bugs though (obviously 😢)

— If you really like a certain animal and get very happy over it, well

— He gets happy too

— He thinks it’s cute now interested you are

— hero marry me &lt;33

— If you have a pet, they’ll become buddies pretty quickly

— He’s gonna clean up after the pet if they’re a messy animal

— Just taking care of your pet overall

— Hero is just really happy that you’re happy’

— he’s really fond of them, too

— He’s so amazing help me

KEL

— “Aw, you like animals?? I like rocks—”

— Animals are cool to Kel!

— He’s not exactly sure if he likes them as much as you do butttt… he really likes them.

— “Y/N!!!! LOOK AT THIS [insert animal] PHOTO!!! Isn’t it cool??? You like it right?”

— He’s so excited whenever he sees you light up about an animal

— If you have a pet, well

— Uh

— It has a new best friend

— Kel is very enthusiastic when he is informed that you do own an animal

— If he’s able to, he will play with your pet for hours

— He can do it by himself, but, you know…

— You can join them <3

— If you will, consider him an animal lover too

— Kel💖💖

AUBREY

— Kinda similar to Sunny

— Aubrey has a 50/50 relationship with animals

— She thinks they’re cool

— Teases you about how much you know about animals

— “Y/N, that’s such a dorky thing to know about [insert animal]…”

— She’s joking of course

— Aubrey thinks it’s cute when you get excited over them

— If you have a pet, well, she’s going to try to be careful around them.

— “You’re leaving me here?? But Y/N, what if I accidentally drop them or something?? Y/N—!”

— Aubrey likes your pet, she’s just a bit nervous

— She’s telling whoever’s willing to hear it how good you are with animals.

— She thinks it’s super cool

— Just putting in effort towards what interests you

— AUBREY I LOVE YOUU AIDJAKHDKEBZ <333

BASIL

— I’m gonna be honest

— Basil used only liked a few animals

— Key word USED

— But then he met you !

— If you get him interested in animals, he’ll eventually get more fond of them

— He will take pictures of animals for you

— If Basil ever sees any animal you like, he’ll take a picture and be so excited to show you later

— “Y/N! I took this picture and i thought you might like it…”

— Please like it

— He’ll be so happy if he makes you happy

— He might be a bit afraid of your pet at first

— But they’ll become friends and they’ll be okay

— He can take pictures of your pet if you want him to!!

— He’ll start liking animals after a while.

— Honestly amazing, Basil. Good job

THE END

PLEASE SEND REQUESTS IN!! :DD

[ghostdrinkssoup]

hello I’m here again with my hannibal notes/reactions (s1 ep10) except it’s just the silly goofy ones 🫶

nothing good ever happens in an isolated cabin at night

wolf imagery 😳😳 okay then

canary imagery 😳😳 OKAY THEN

NOTHING GOOD EVER HAPPENS IN THE ATTIC

WILL SOUNDS LIKE HE’S ABOUT TO LOSE IT SAME KING

the real question is why is will gutting a fish right on his tabletop without a chopping board. or even wiping down the surfaces first. mans lives with dogs that’s so unhygienic. freak

jack should’ve forcibly removed will the moment he started showing signs of distress 😭 shit dude

“I just got disoriented, I can go back in” baby boy you were covered in blood like two minutes ago calm down

“you don’t think of yourself as the killer” jack what do you think empathising is he literally puts himself into someone else’s shoes 😭

the more distressed he is the more babygirl he looks what’s up with that

will’s dialogue is SOOO edgy like I know he’s in distress but also I’m giggling “as if I were 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 a ＳＴＲＡＮＧＥＲ…” LMAO ily strange man

“and how it affects you 👀😏😮‍💨”

“you need to accept that what you’re struggling with *dramatic pause* is mental illness” I’M SORRY I LAUGHED OFC YOU’RE MENTALLY ILL WILL LMAOOOO

dw will we’re alllll mentally ill around here

not hannibal taking will to the doctors like he’s his husband 😭 hannibal doesn’t need to be there, he could’ve just recommended the doctor and sent a referral but noooo he’s there next to him. two seconds away from reaching out to hold will’s hand and stroke his knuckles with him thumb or some shit

hannibal and the doctor are giving each other the “it’s the mental illness innit?” look

NOT HANNIBAL BEING LIKE OH YA I ALREADY KNOW WHAT’S UP I SMELLED IT LMAOOOOO 🤭

he’s so silly goofy and evil </333

“it has heat, a fevered sweetness” why would u say it like that </33 ah yeah will? my platonic bestie and patient? he has a fevered sweetness to him

even the doctor is like wtf ??? 😭

they need to stop studying will like a bug </333

will is like my empath powers are going stupid crazy nuts bro

“the symptoms are only going to get worse” “I know… it’s unfortunate for will 😊” HANNIBAL IS SAUR SICK LIKE I SQUEAKED OUT LOUD WHY IS IT FUNNY AND UPSETTING AT THE SAME TIME

the doctor is like wtf ??? 😭 part 2 electric boogaloo

“what do you smell on me?” “opportunity :D” WHY WAS THAT SO FRIGHTENING SIR SIT UR ASS DOWN U CREEP *sprays his face with a squirt bottle*

NOT THE SMILE WILL IS SO CREEPY

THIS SHOW IS SO TWISTY

NOT WILL COMING CLOSER AND BEV STEPPING BACK LIKE DW QUEEN I’D BE NERVOUS TOO

he is so babygirl in that sweater wtf

“I feel like I’m seeing a ghost” ME???

“just do me a favour and publish it posthumously” “after your death or mine?” why was this romantic am I insane

will is like oh shit she’s just like me fr why are all these killers just like me ??

someone get will OUTTTT

SO TRUE JACK TAKE RESPONSIBILITY

DON’T LISTEN TO WILL HE’S IN A SILLY GOOFY MOOD

everyone needs to stop gaslighting will fr but also will needs to stop gaslighting everyone too LMAOOO

jack and will’s whole relationship is gaslight on gaslight violence

“I am bedrock!” minecraft ??? sorry NNBDHHD

hannibal and sutcliffe totally slept together at one point I’m calling it now true and real

SUTCLIFFE DID NOT JUST CALL WILL A PIG

sutcliffe is totally thinking there’s something else going on between them he’s sitting there like you know what my sense of smell ain’t half bad either because it definitely smells fruity in here

“will is my friend” THE WAY HE SAYS IT FUCKKK

hannibal you’re so STUPID

he’s so self-unaware,,, seek help 💖🚩

hannibal is like one of those boys who fail to flirt with their crush by passing notes under the table saying they’re ugly and should get out of his school </333

WILL IS ON THE LOOSE

rip sutcliffe </33 shouldn’t have called will a pig to hannibal’s face

“I have a habit of collecting strays” *sobs*

[strawberryfantawrites]

Hiya! I hope you are having a lovely day/night! <3 I was wondering if I could request some headcanons!

My first idea for one are those with Lilith and a platonic F!// Uses she/they pronouns// reader who is pretty much the closest person to her excluding the fam like I imagine perhaps they met being some of the youngest recruits in the emperors coven and became close? I wanna know watcha think! :))

Also is it ok if I send multiple asks? I just wanted to ask first! And I'd totally understand if not no worries:) anyways hope to hear back soon <333

(Feel free to sent multiple asks!! It may take me a bit longer to complete them, but I'll get to them eventually >:)))

Platonic Lilith HCs

(In these HCs, reader and Lilith meet when both of them first join the Emperor's Coven)

Lilith isn’t a very extroverted person, while she’s definitely a great leader, she has trouble truly bonding with others. Growing up, Eda was her one closest friend and so Lilith isn’t really used to people actively reaching out to befriend her.

That was before she joined the Emperor’s Coven and met you. 

The two of you weren’t friends immediately, she had a tunnel vision to just getting into the coven, proving herself, and finding a cure for Eda. Because of that, she didn’t really know how to respond to your attempts and friendship and often brushed them off or was confused by them.

One day, while looking for a book on historical architecture, she notices you sitting against the wall with the exact book she was looking to check out. You notice Lilith looking at your book and pat the ground next to you. “We can read it together, if you want.” 

The next time she goes to the library, looking for a book on herbal remedies, the exact same thing happens. This plays out a few more times until it becomes a tradition for you two to meet up in the library and read together.

After that, she notices you more in training. You two pair up together more, study together more, and start eating your meals together too. It’s nice to have a friend in the coven for once, especially when it seems like everyone else is at each other’s throats.

As you two grow closer, Lilith feels more and more guilt. The last time she had a best friend, she cursed them. I feel like she would often think that she isn’t worthy of growing close to someone else.

Years pass though, and you’re always there beside her. You’re one of the only people who she would consider a true friend. 

The day she’s made coven leader is a celebration, everyone’s eager to congratulate her on her achievement, but for some reason the guilt she’s been carrying with her rears it’s ugly head.

After the celebration, you two hang out for a little and you notice she seems off. When you ask what’s bugging her Lilith breaks down and tells you everything. You’re the first person she’s told about what happened with Eda and she fully expects you to end your friendship. 

That doesn’t happen though. Instead, you hug her and tell her while what she did was wrong, what she’s doing now, fighting tooth and nail for a cure, is a sign that she’s trying her best to right her wrongs.

After the events of season 1, you leave the Emperor’s Coven to support Lilith without hesitation. 

Bros before Belos

I imagine you guys having a Kermit and Fozzy dynamic for anyone who’s watched The Muppet Movie

[1-800-iluvhockey]

ig edit with Luke Hughes and actress!reader? please🥺

you ask and you shall receive anon!! this has always been one of my fave tropes ever!! (this is the short version but your idea made me think of a fic idea for this…..)

(note: the pictures and everything with them are works of fiction!! )

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yourusername - that’s a wrap on season three of euphoria! can’t wait for you guys to see it (it’s truly worth the wait) can’t say much about it but what I can say is that demie & I love pranking each other on set! see you on the red carpet in a few months! #loveyouall #goinghome

episode one red carpet premiere - may 3, 2022

hbo premiere - may 6, 2022

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lhughes_06 - watching it as soon as it drops !! @yourusername

↳ yourusername - 🥲☺️ @lhughes_06

mtv- is our best friend duo becoming a couple soon 🥺

↳ alexademie - I mean……… 😆 they totally should

thombordeleau - u better be there on saturday for the game against mich st at yost y/n/n !!! we need our good luck charm even though we are going to beat st lol. also lukey says that he misses you and looooovessss yooooou 🥰😍🥰

↳ yourusername - aweeeee you boys must miss me :-) (I’m on the plane to mich right now so tell owen to pick me up lol I don’t trust your driving!!) and he is lying to you about that because I love him more 😂

oliviarodrigo - ur such a icon !!! you’re going to do great thingsssss <333

↳ yourusername - oh that’s all you sweets (or should I just call you sour)

umichhockey - GO Y/N GO !!!

colecaufield - our y/n has grown up 🥺 @jackhughes86@quinnhughes_ @_alexturcotte @trevorzegras

↳ jackhughes86 - cannot believe that my little bro’s childhood best friend is now going to be on euphoria and in two movies in this upcoming 2022/23 year

↳ quinnhughes_ - no fr where is the girl that would help me bully jack & play street hockey with luke 🥲

↳ yourusername - she is landing in michigan about to go back to visit her best friend lol (stop being so sentimental it hurts)

ethanedwards - YAY BESTIE Y/N IS ALMOST BACK WHOOP

↳ markestapa - YESSSS 😩😩

↳ dylanduke - my roommate won’t shut uppp about you!!! he is such a huge fannnnn

lhughes_06 - y/n isn’t answering her phone right now because she is bugging me on the ride home from Detroit :-) (if you can’t tell I’ve missed her so much….. not lol)

↳ brendanbrisson - that’s code that he is in love with her 🥰😍🥰😘

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lhughes_06 - beat little brother again, broke/set another frosh record……. all because my favorite person was there to watch !!!! swipe to see the pregame cuddles that she gave me for good luck #bestfriends #mysquishy #myfavoritecelebrity

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umichhockey - new record holder for the most goals scored by a freshman is ……. #43 Luke Hughes!! (and he of course had his best friend in the world at the game 😉)

↳ yourusername - @umichhockey media team is seriously the best & yeah lu lu was pretty cool for scoring a goal or two tonight

brendanbrisson - HEY! Lovebirds! It was a team effort!

↳ thombordeleau - there is no I in team hughes get it together!

kentjohnson.13 - so glad that you’re back y/n/n !!! thank you for reminding us that luke is a softie ... and can't hold his liquor lol

↳ youusername - I truly forgot about that until last night (sorry ellen)

↳ jackhughes86 - let's forget it and laugh about it later this summer when he does it again (I mean-- no, no he won't mom)

trevorzegras - ah my favorite couple that isn't a couple are back together for awhile

↳ lhughes_06 - TZ you've had her in Cali for months, let me have her for a while

↳ trevorzegras - yeah I have & now I know some secreeeetttssss same with AT

↳ yourusername - TREVOR FREAKING ZEGRAS !!!! i hate u now

ethanedwards - y/n ran out of the house LOL

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yourusername - well, after a great four months in michigan, I am back in LA for the first ever viewing of episode one of our show euphoria; thank you all for the support and I can't wait for the world to see it on May 6th!

p.s - very happy that my boy was able to officially be my date after secretly dating for the past year (sorry peeps, I lied to you!) #officialfirstdate #luke&y/nisrealnow #whydoesmyhairlookblonde

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lhughes_06 - can finally call you my girl, you are amazing <3 so glad that you said yes after all of these years of asking you out!

↳ yourusername - decided that I wanted to love you after you danced in the refrigerator light :')

oliviarodrigo - WHAT HE DID THAT ?! oh our taylor swift loving hearts.... FINALLY YOU TOOK MY SUGGESTIONS, LUKE WARREN

mtv - you're making our hearts melt in half, squish

↳ yourusername - did I also mention I loved him when he gave me that nickname all those years ago?

jackhughes86 - YES! WE GET IT. took you two long enough

quinnhughes_ - luke, you hurt her, I break your face.

↳ hbo - I think we all agree with Quinn on this one

dylanduke - YOU DIDNT EVEN TELL ME, YOUR ROOMMATE

↳ yourusername - yeah I'm not letting anyone else comment or see the wrath of you, @dylanduke

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lhughes_06 - got to be y/n's hot date for the premiere of episode one of season three! been dating for a year now, and every time I see her, I still get speechless. swipe to see my stunna become her nickname, squish. she is seriously meant for the industry! you are going to do great things and I am so grateful to be by your side. I love you <33

(sorry but you can't blow the comments up on this one, she is all mine!!)

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[calaofnoldor]

What’s Mine

Characters: Sam x F!Reader, Dean

Words: 7,595

Summary: The secret you and Sam are hiding from Dean is threatened by your inability to keep your hands off each other.

Warnings: 18+ no actual smut but plenty of implied smut, pre-smut, and smut adjacency lol, secret dating, enemies to lovers, jealousy and possessiveness (exhibited by both sam and reader), slight obsession with sam’s big ass hands (i blame this largely on @walkerboy290​‘s glorious hand porn gif sets), and language

A/N: inspired by and written for @thinkinghardhardlythinking​ bc she’s been bugging me to write smut and using her birthday as a bargaining chip, so i hope you’re happy sai. happy (belated) birthday babe! i suppose in my subconscious need to truly honor you, this became the longest one shot i’ve ever written... that and this is now also a little birthday gesture for the brilliant and beautiful @sams-sass​​ (damn your close birthdays!) even though she never asked for smut (if you hate it, i’ll write you something else!) happy birthday to you too, darling!

also written for @superbadassnatural​‘s 333 badass followers celebration with the prompt “___ and I are together.” “Yeah, right, and I’m Santa.” and @writethelifeyouwant​‘s 300 follower fic challenge with the prompt “All the pretty girls like Samuel” (both prompts are bolded in the fic) i’m sorry i’m so late! congratulations to both of you and thanks for letting me enter your challenges!

[basically i have a lot of people to blame for this disaster 😂]

Square Filled: Secret Dating for @spnfluffbingo​ and Enemies to Lovers for @girl-next-door-writes​ Make Me Feel Bingo

MASTERLIST

The waffles on your plate are surprisingly good for a sketchy, 50’s-themed diner, but unfortunately your attention is elsewhere. In fact, the two distinctly masculine voices behind you have been obnoxiously impairing your ability to savor the buttery, syrup-doused carbs since their owners sat down in the adjoining booth. It’s the topic of their discussion that disturbs you, and nips at your conscience until you realize you can no longer take off without imparting a few words to your oblivious colleagues.

Turning your head subtly to the side, you try to catch a glimpse of the men you’re about to confront in your peripheral vision. From what you can see, they’re both rather burly, a little rough around the edges, and from what you’ve heard, recklessly cocksure. You know the type all too well. Being a lone hunter of the fairer sex for most of your life means you’ve long since learned that the best way to combat their kind is with a steadfast façade of thick skin and unwavering confidence.

So you sigh and put on your best smile before turning around, crossing your forearms along the top of the booth seat, “Listen fellas, I hate to interrupt, but I really wouldn’t bother with the bamboo dagger and Shinto priest if I were you.”

“And who the hell are you?” the one with shorter hair demands. He’s a bit stockier than his companion and has a face that looks like it was designed by Abercrombie and Fitch - well that explains the arrogance.

“I’m the person who’s about to save your asses evidently,” you respond with a smug grin, trying not to let their absurdly good looks deter your act.

Abercrombie’s partner, the Fabio wannabe, releases a quiet scoff, “And how are you gonna do that?” he questions dubiously.

“By letting you in on a little secret…” Throwing him a tight smile, you lean forward and lower your voice, “That ōkami you’re after? It’s not an ōkami, it’s a ghoul.” Sitting back, you await the outrage.

“What?! But that’s not possible, I checked the lore. And it’s obviously got a type.” Fabio’s glossy chestnut locks fall across his delicate features as he shakes his head in disbelief, and you almost snort out loud. How did this amateur expect to hunt with hair like that?

You look him over, taking in the broad shoulders and muscled arms, as well as the obvious height advantage he’s got over Abercrombie even whilst they’re both seated. To be honest, you’re surprised he’s referencing lore at all. Guys his size always assume they can either outman or outgun whatever obstacles cross their path, and they almost never take women like you seriously, despite your ample years of acquired knowledge and invaluable experience. It’s this experience that surmises a bit of antagonism here is inevitable, so you might as well get a head start.

“Yeah well maybe you should check again, big guy,” you glance down at his hands, your first mistake as their sheer size render you speechless and subsequently agitated at yourself for the momentary lapse of visceral lust, but the show must go on, “Make sure those giant, lumbering hands of yours don’t fumble over anything important or you might miss the connection to Isabelle Harding. You see it’s not ‘a type’; it’s revenge.”

“Wh- Bu- I looked through the files. I wouldn’t have missed that,” Fabio insists.

“Oh yeah? Why don’t you type ‘Isabelle Harding’ and ‘1987 school bombing’ into your search bar and see what comes up?” you gesture towards the laptop on their table with a raised brow. Minutes later, both men are dumbfounded by the revelation on the screen, staring between it and you with their mouths agape.  

You chuckle silently at their faces, “Don’t worry, there’s no need to thank me. Although you rookies might wanna go home and let the more experienced hunter finish up here.” As you’re about to bid them farewell, you dip back in to add, “Oh and a word of free advice, maybe don’t discuss supernatural monsters quite so loudly in public spaces next time. It might invite unwanted attention.”

With that, you turn around and slap some cash down next to your unfinished waffles, before grabbing your jacket and strutting out the door.

Sam is left in utter confusion. The sudden animosity you had spouted his way seems completely baseless and unwarranted. Had he somehow offended you? Sam generally considers himself a highly respectful and fairly easy-going guy, not quite as hot-blooded as his brother, and thus not as likely to provoke such antipathy from a complete stranger. To make matters worse, he certainly can’t deny that something about you had registered within his subconscious as inexplicably attractive, despite the way you’d embarrassed him. In his flustered and slightly aroused state, it had been all he could do to remain awestruck in his seat and stare blatantly at your ass as you walked away.

The next time Sam sees you is only twelve hours later and no less humiliating. You’re mid-swing in the killing blow against what you had accurately predicted to be a ghoul as he and Dean tumble in. Despite the low lighting, Sam is once again stupefied by your raging beauty, augmented by the incredible skill you’re displaying in a much more physical sense this time around. Before he can drag his eyes away, there’s a collective shout of “watch out!” and suddenly you’re right in front of him. In a blur of events, you somehow manage to push Sam out of the way and successfully decapitate the unexpected second ghoul that had been sneaking up behind him, with only a slice across the arm to show for it.

“Didn’t I tell you two to go home?” You’re panting from the exertion and Sam’s gaze lands on the neckline of your shirt, skewed from the fight and revealing a good amount of cleavage. He quickly averts his eyes. What is happening? Sam can’t remember the last time anyone had evoked such a staggering reaction from him. He feels as if he’s a mere spectator in his own body.

Across from him, you press your hand against the wound and curse when it comes back covered in blood. At your groan of pain, Sam finally finds his voice again, “Shit. I’m so sorry! I don’t know how I missed that other one. I- that normally doesn’t happen.”

“Yeah, I bet that’s what you say to all the girls, huh?” you reply offhand, still a bit out of breath.

It’s easy for Sam to dismiss your mocking given that he feels terribly guilty for being the cause of your injury. From where he’s standing, the cut looks deep. “Here, at least let me stitch it up for you. It’s too awkward a position for you to do it yourself,” he offers, holding out his ginormous hands to you like he’s waving a white flag.

“I think you’ve done enough damage for one day, haven’t you, big guy? At this point, I’d rather Abercrombie over there be the one behind the needle.”

“Who- what?” are the first words Dean speaks since the action has died down.

You turn to face the shorter guy, “Oh don’t look so surprised. You might as well be the model for a slightly older Ken doll. Are you up for it or not?”

Dean’s mouth hangs open as he tries to determine whether he should feel flattered or insulted.

“Uh- actually, I’m better at stitches than my brother,” Sam butts in.

“With those jumbo, fumbling hands? Yeah, sure you are, big guy,” you decline skeptically.

“It’s Sam,” he states through a clenched jaw.

“OK, Sam. Since I just saved your life, you mind making yourself useful and burning those bodies while your bro puts my arm back together? You know, as a ‘thank you’ perhaps?”

Sam is stunned for the third time that day. No one has ever belittled him (whilst gratuitously attacking his size) insofar without any apparent reason. It seems as though his very existence upsets you and the arbitrariness of your contempt has caused an anger to stir beneath him, but beyond that lies bewilderment and irritation. How had he managed to accomplish two such massive mistakes in front of you in the span of so short a time? Perturbed and bitter, Sam silently sets to work on the bodies.

Meanwhile, you’ve come to a surprising realization as Dean begins to cut the fabric of your flannel away from your damaged arm, the name ‘Sam’ and the words ‘my brother’ resounding in your head, “Wait a second- there’s no way… you’re not… the Winchesters, are you? Sam and… Dean?”

“The one and only, sweetheart.” He sends you a dazzling smile that is as perfect as you’d expect, but within his eyes is an underlying poignancy that you recognize as clear as day: an indication of a traumatic past and a lifetime spent plastering on tough veneers. You notice as well how gentle his touch is and how his stitches are practiced and prudent. Perhaps you had judged him too hastily.

Through an incredulous chuckle, you retort, “Well I can’t say I didn’t expect more from you, but at least this’ll get me a free round of drinks at the hunters’ pub tonight.”

Dean laughs with you before sobering at the thought of how his baby brother must be feeling, “Hey listen, take it easy on Sammy, alright? I don’t know what’s gotten into him today but he’s not usually like this. He’s actually the smart one, believe it or not.”

Scoffing, you can’t help but smile back at Dean and soon find an easy rhythm with the older Winchester, despite your awkward introduction.

From several yards away, however, Sam looks wistfully back to see you smiling lightheartedly at something Dean’s said, the two of you huddled in close proximity as his brother’s hands drift across your bare skin. Something akin to envy bubbles within his chest although he’s aware it makes no sense, so with a frown, Sam does his best to shake it off and get back to work.

But it’s not easy to forget you. And just as Sam is beginning to think he’s rid that awful day from his memory, you pop back into his life three months down the line.

“Well, if it isn’t the overgrown hunter extraordinaire Sammy Winchester.” The sarcasm that oozes from your otherwise beguiling voice has him gritting his teeth in no time.

“It’s Sam.”

“So you here to mess up my hunt again, Sam?”

Although he wishes he could have been the bigger man instead of surrendering to the resentment you roused within him, after a couple repeated hatchet burying attempts fall through, Sam just can’t resist the little game you’ve started.

Over the next few months, you and Dean form a fortuitously close bond and the older Winchester develops a habit of calling you up when faced with a troublesome hunt, and vice versa. Despite Sam’s fabricated displeasure, a show he puts on mostly for Dean (since any other emotion would seem illogical given the way you treat him), Sam is peculiarly and begrudgingly excited to see you every time. But the match never ends. In fact, Sam lets it intensify each time you work together, always astounded by how you manage to get him so worked up.

“I’m telling you, it’s a rugaru!”

“Right, because the last time we listened to you, things worked out so well,” you remark sardonically.

“The lore says-“

“Ooh, quoting the lore again now are we, Mr. Know It All?”

At this point, Sam is about as huffy and puffy as the big bad wolf and if he were a cartoon character, there’d surely be steam erupting from his ears. “Look, Y/N, this isn’t about who knows more or who’s right; this is about saving those people’s lives!”

“You think I don’t know that? Was I not the one who saved your life the first time we met?”

“OK, alright, just shut up you two!” Dean finally shouts above you, “Would it kill you to just get along for two seconds?”

“No,” Sam admits.

“Probably,” you say at the same time, causing Sam to shoot you his overly perfected bitch face.

SIX MONTHS LATER

“What the fuck?!” Dean’s booming voice echoes throughout the bunker and moments later you and Sam come flying into the kitchen to answer his call, guns at the ready.

“What? What is it?” you ask while Sam scans the room.

A whimper is the only the way to describe the sound of Dean’s reply, as he points toward an unseen object on the floor. Edging toward him, you lower your gun in the direction of his finger until you discover the source of Dean’s distress.

With a sigh, you look toward Sam who is also exhaling in relief at the sight of the entity in question. The two of you share a moment of wordless conversation before simultaneously dropping your guns with a conclusive nod.

“Why does this feel like déjà vu?” Dean’s tone is still timid and appalled, and you nearly laugh at the idea of a grown-ass man looking so aghast because of a used condom.

“Because it kinda is…” you supply unhelpfully, earning yourself a small glare from the man beside you.

“Dean,” Sam begins with a deep breath, “There’s something we have to tell you… Y/N and I are together.”

The snort that escapes Dean is full-bodied and borderline psychotic, “Yeah, right, and I’m Santa!”

You wait till his snickering subsides, “No, it- it’s true.” Your voice is hesitant yet hopeful, “We’re not joking. We’ve kinda become… a thing.”

“A thing?”

“Yeah, well you know, I don’t wanna have to put a label on it or-“

“Y/N’s my girlfriend,” Sam declares with conviction as he reaches out to curl his long fingers around your waist and lasso you towards him.

“-Buuuut, that is the one I’d use if anyone asks,” you quickly affirm with a stiff pat to your boyfriend’s abdomen, wincing at the unversed attempt of PDA and missing the dimpled grin that crosses Sam’s amused features.

“Well, I don’t buy it. I don’t believe either of you.” Dean’s sturgeon face comes on strong as he shakes his head and points a challenging finger at you, “Kiss him, right now,” he dares with perked brows.

The eye roll you respond with is so dramatic your entire head moves with it. But then, without a moment of pause, you turn your body into Sam’s, reach up to grab the back of his neck and pull him down for a searing kiss. Now this is something you’re well-versed in. The reunion of your lips starts off relatively slow, but it doesn’t take long to escalate into something more fiery that involves tongue, the eager push and pull movements of your bodies, and Sam’s enormous hands cradling your head.

After a moment of shock, Dean objects, “Alright, alright, I get it! That’s enough of that!”

Unwilling to recede just yet, you linger in the kiss for a little longer, delaying your separation by nibbling down on Sam’s lower lip and tugging gently, only releasing it as you pull away torturously slow. When the two of you finally open your languid eyes, it’s to stare into each other’s dilated pupils and ponder the moment for an indiscernible minute.

“What th- I said, I get it! Now could please stop ogling each other before my lunch comes back out the wrong way?!”

But the way Sam’s smiling at you is addictive and you can’t bring yourself to look away until he forces a break by leaning in to plant a tender kiss upon your forehead before tucking you into his side as he faces his brother again.

Dean’s face is covered by his hand, “I’m gonna need a minute. I just-“ His features leap through a range of expressions as he tries to find the right words, “When the hell did this start anyway? I thought you two couldn’t stand each other?”

“Yeahhh, that was mostly an act. Although we bought it at first too,” you explain with a shrug.

“We weren’t pretending the whole time. It just kind of happened and we didn’t really know how else to act around each other by then,” Sam adds.

“Right, basically it turns out there’s a fine line between love and hate... and that line is hardcore yearning.” Your words bring a chuckle to Sam’s lips but his brother still looks out of sorts.

Shaking his head with closed eyes, Dean sighs, “Alright, can someone just explain to me exactly how this happened, because I’m still not computing here. But spare me the details and try to keep it PG-13,” he emphasizes with adamant hand gestures.

“How do you know it’s not PG-13?” you inquire with a held-back laugh.

“Ha. With the way you two were playing tonsil hockey just now, I can tell you’ve been around the bend way more than I wanna know. My little brother doesn’t kiss like that on the first date.”

It’s impossible to hold back a giggle at the memory of your ‘first date’ and the way Sam had kissed you, “OK well, that would be hard, considering the story involves a lot of sex... You wanna give it a go, big guy?” you pass the ball over to Sam with a quirked brow and lowered voice, to which he responds with narrowed eyes and pursed lips, a little warning glance that you’re well aware means ‘save it for the bedroom’ but you simply smirk up at him.  

‘Big guy’ used to be a term you called Sam in contempt, but when the feelings between you evolved and a sexual relationship developed, it became an innuendo, such that calling him ‘big guy’ in front of Dean or in public almost always results in glorious sex. In fact, sometimes you believe the nickname has held a slightly obscene connotation for you since the beginning.

Afterall, your carnal longing for him has been present from day one, although at the time you had believed it to be purely physical. Sure, you had dreams about having him in various positions in your bed, but you figured those were merely betrayals of your subconscious mind. That was until one day, a heated argument in a rare moment alone had ended up in a violent make out session, after which the two of you had just barely gotten the last of your clothes back on before Dean walked in. One look at your worked up and frenetic states alongside the disordered condition of your surroundings, and he immediately assumed you’d been fighting again (which wasn’t terribly far from the truth), chortling as he asked if you would have killed each other had he returned a bit later.

With a clearing of his throat, Sam begins to recount the tale, “Uh, well it started in that motel in South Carolina, while you were out getting food…”

“Look, all I’m saying is there is no way he’s using the hospital as a dump site! It’s just not feasible!”

With complete disregard for the peace and quiet of the other residents within this thin-walled motel, you and Sam once again find yourselves in a shouting match.

“Oh right, I forgot! You’re Sam Winchester! How could you POSSIBLY be wrong?! Mister ‘look at me, my IQ and LSAT score match my fucking height! Oh and I also happen to have the physique of an Adonis without even owning a gym membership!’” you roar bitterly, gesticulating with your hands to help better communicate your pent-up indignation.

“Right and you’re Y/N Y/L/N, so how could YOU possibly be wrong? Miss ‘look at me, I never went to college but I’m a genius AND I can kick ass! Oh and I also happen to look effortlessly stunning through it all!’” Sam suddenly seems bigger than ever as he towers over you, that panty-soaking deep voice emanating from his diaphragm and infusing itself throughout the entire room until all you can see, hear, and breathe is Sam.

The fury takes over and you don’t notice your feet taking you closer to him, “Oh yeah because you don’t make EVERYTHING you do look so unnecessarily hot and make me wanna rip your clothes off all the damn time!”

“Fuck! And you don’t always drive me crazy when we have these stupid arguments and your chest starts heaving and you look so insanely delectable I just wanna pick you up and fuck you against the closest surface!” By now, the distance between you is essentially nonexistent and your brain is no longer run by reason.

“So why don’t you then?” are your famous last words, prompting Sam to grab you wildly by the back of a thigh, lifting slightly and driving you to climb up him like a spider monkey fleeing from a grounded predator, while his other hand pushes your hair aside to gain better access to your face. Your mouths clash in a fierce battle and before you know it, Sam’s huge hands are cupping your ass as your legs wrap around his waist and you rut into him, hands flying from his shoulders to his hair. Those divine chestnut locks that you’ve always dreamed of running your fingers through. They’re somehow even softer than you imagined and the revelation, in conjunction with the way Sam’s tongue is becoming increasingly aggressive causes a fresh surge of libidinous energy to rocket through you. As a result, you give his silky strands an irresistible tug and drink in the moan he makes, the sinful sound reverberating straight down to your core as you clench around nothing.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Sam groans as he grudgingly forces himself to pull back as much as he can, “Are you sure? Is this what you want? Cause I can’t- Y/N I won’t be able to stop myself if we keep going.” His eyes squeeze shut as if the notion of stopping or the act of keeping his lips away from yours is causing him genuine pain, and the entire gesture moves you.

“Fuck, you really are the opposite of everything I thought you would be,” you make a quick mental note to apologize later for your initially presumptuous behavior although you can’t find it within yourself to feel any remorse right now, “Yes, please Sam, fuck me. I want you so bad… I think I have since we met and I saw those gorgeous hands of yours,” you confess, biting your lip lightly.

Sam breathes out a low incredulous laugh, “What, these?” he asks, removing one of the aforementioned hands away from your butt to bring it into your line of vision.

“Yes, fuck they’re so big and beautiful and strong and-“

“Alright, I don’t need to know about your weird hand fetish!” Dean hollers abruptly, rubbing his fingers across his eyes as if he could somehow erase the image of you and his brother together out of his retinas. “OK, but that was like… four months ago. You mean you’ve been sneaking around behind my back this whole time?”

“Well at first we didn’t want to tell you because we weren’t even sure what it was ourselves,” you divulge.

“Yeah, we didn’t want to try to explain something that we didn’t understand yet,” Sam supplements, hoping his brother will understand the motive behind your secrecy.

You nod along, “But then… it got a little harder to hide.”

The apprehension behind Dean’s emerald eyes is unmistakable as he reluctantly inquires, “That’s why this felt like déjà vu?”

It’s with a grimace that you reply, hesitantly, “Remember the time you found those panties in the backseat of the Impala?”

Dean’s eyes grow comically wide and Sam ducks his head in preparation of what’s to come.

“Yeah, there’s a story behind that…”

The click of her heels against the porcelain-tiled foyer irritates you as the three of you stride through her front door. You’re posing as detectives sent to question this overdressed young woman about her late husband, but the moment she lays her eyes on Sam, you reckon she’s forgotten her beloved’s damn name.

“Oh my… lord and savior. Well aren’t you a tall drink of water?” she beholds breathlessly with a seductive bite of her painted ruby lips.

You cough loudly and Dean sniggers, thinking you’re annoyed about Sam getting such commendation and attention during a serious case.

“I know this might be the grief talking, but I would climb you like a tree,” she purrs, sauntering up to Sam with an exaggerated sway of her hips. With her half-lidded doe eyes adorned with dark, fluttery lashes and low, sultry voice, you have to admit she’s quite attractive.

Grinding your teeth as your nails dig into your palms, you glower at the woman unreservedly. She, however, takes no notice, running her hands along Sam’s forearms before gripping at his bicep to lead him toward her living room. “Please, come have a seat, detective. You can ask me whatever you want.” The wink she appends is somehow the final nail in the coffin.

It’s with zero hesitation that you feign the reception of a notification on your phone before declaring, “Oh would you look at that, the uh… Sheriff needs us back at the station, Sam. He says it’s urgent.” You try to keep your tone even, thankful that you all maintained your real first names for these aliases, “Dean, you’re good to conduct this interview on your own, right?” Without waiting for an answer, you trample over to snatch Sam’s other arm and ignoring the horny widow’s gaping mouth, proceed to haul him away.

Dean sends you a strange look but relents, “Uh, yeah I guess, OK.”

As soon as the door closes behind you, your hand shifts down to lace your fingers with Sam’s, marching him towards the Impala with a staunch and mighty purpose. Even Sam’s elongated legs stumble to keep up.

“So uh… when did you give the Sheriff your number?” There’s an edge in his voice that normally disappears when it’s just the two of you.

“Wha- I didn’t. Sam, I just made all that up,” you tell him as you reach the car and open its back door. Pushing Sam inside, you climb in swiftly after him, wasting no time as you straddle his thighs and begin to undress him, only pausing when he looks up at you in adorable, puppy-like confusion.

“Wait, what? Then what are we doing?”

That’s when it finally dawns on you, “Hold on a sec, were you… jealous?” You can’t help but smile, finding it amusing that he’s stewing in his own envy after what you just witnessed.

“No, I just- He was kinda all over you this morning.”

“You mean like the way Mrs. My-Husband-Just-Died-But-I-Wanna-Climb-You-Like-a-Tree was in there?”

“Oh, that’s what this is about?” Sam perks up, the hint of a smug grin ghosting across his lips.

“She was practically holding your hand!”

“That’s what bothered you the most?” He dips his head to catch your eyes and those variegated irises burn into you with an intense, questioning gaze, alight with mischievous curiosity.

“They’re my hands to hold,” you contend with a pout, subconsciously clenching your thighs around his as you seize one of his large hands with two of your much smaller ones, “Just like you’re my tree to climb.”

Sam’s head falls back in bright laughter, “I thought you said they were ‘oversized’ and ‘ungainly’?” he teases, quoting your previous slights.

“You know I only said that cause Dean was there.”

“I’m pretty sure you called them ‘fumbly’ and ‘lumbering’ the first time we met.”

Staring at his fingers as you play with them, you shiver at the memory of how they feel all over you. “That was cause I used to think all hunters with a Y chromosome were cocky, misogynistic assholes who needed to be knocked down a peg or two.”

“But I proved you wrong, right?”

“Fuck yes you did. So, so wrong. And now you’re mine, and I don’t like seeing other people touch what’s mine,” you growl before returning to your earlier task of removing his clothes, pouncing on him when your fingers finally land on bare skin. You kiss him fiercely, swallowing his surprised grunts with glee, and as his hands start travelling from your hips up to your back, holding you tight against him, your lips move down to his pulse point, sucking, licking, and nibbling, “Mine.”

“Fucking Jesus Christ on a cracker! You goddamn rabbits!” Dean squawks in protest as he begins to pace the floor, “Have you no decency?! And in my poor Baby! While I was busy doing all the work, saving lives!”

You roll your eyes at his melodramatics and can feel the tension in Sam’s abdominal muscles as he attempts to restrain his laughter. As if Dean had never taken a break during a case for a stress-relieving quickie before, or hadn’t been at least somewhat grateful to be left alone with a beautiful woman.

His next comment confirms your point, “Although, if I remember correctly that lady was a fox.” After a brief pondering pause and an introspectively appreciative smirk, Dean’s whining resumes, “But seriously! I can’t believe you two! Here I was feeling bad for forcing you to work and live together, hoping you’d eventually learn to get along when this whole time you were shacking up like animals and casually defiling my Baby just because what? Some girl touched Sam’s hand?!”

Feeling emboldened by the catharsis of this long-overdue airing of your dirty laundry, you decide to add to Dean’s exasperation, “Yeah and in the spirit of honesty, that might’ve happened more than once.” Sam tries to hold back his snort as he gives your hip a playful cautionary squeeze while Dean’s feet come to a full stop as he turns to give you a death glare. “Hey, it’s not my fault all the pretty girls like Samuel! And I’m pretty sure we wiped her down after.”

“I don’t even-“ Dean purses his lips and quirks his head with a dynamic expression of unbearable vexation, “You better be getting me pie every day of the week for what you did.“ He takes a deep breath before circling back, “Wait, OK so you’re telling me that a used condom ended up in our kitchen because- what? You two couldn’t keep it in your pants long enough to find a bed? You know what, forget I asked. I don’t wanna know. Did you at least sanitize the place after?? No, of course you didn’t, you left a fucking condom on the floor… I think I’m gonna throw up.”

But you hardly hear Dean’s rambling because you and Sam are far too wrapped up in each other, smiling as you recall the events of that morning.

Your eyes slowly drift open to find the most exalting sight in all the world: Sam Winchester’s sleeping face, blissful and serene. Lifting a hand to gingerly cup his cheek, the corners of your mouth curl up when he leans into your touch. It’s moments like this that make you wish you could wake up next to him every morning.

Only after you’ve traced his every feature and planted a soft kiss where his dimple would be if he were awake and smiling, do you carefully peel yourself from his side, slipping out of his hold as you quietly climb out of bed. Sam rolls over a bit and you freeze with bated breath, watching as his big arm extends out in your direction as if trying to reach for you in his sleep, before stilling again.

Mornings like this are rare and you want him to soak up all the restful sleep he can. Once you’re sure you haven’t woken him, you scan the room for something to cover your naked figure, until your eyes land on the flannel he’d worn the night before. Picking it up, you bring it to your nose and inhale deeply to revel in the residual scent of Sam. Another glimpse at his peaceful, sleeping form has you smiling fondly. God, you are such a goner for that man. It’s becoming hard to reserve your soft looks toward him for private moments alone.

You can barely remember how it happened, but over time, you’d come to learn that Sam is nothing like you originally imagined him to be. He’s kind-hearted and open-minded, the type of soul that can find hope and beauty in even the darkest of places, a far cry from the shallow macho man silhouette you’d expected him to fill. In fact, Sam routinely defies the expectations others have enforced upon him, proving his worth time and time again as he’s persisted through some of what must be the toughest challenges to ever face a single human. Yet through it all, his spirit remains intact, never once yielding to cynicism or resentment or apathy or even the building of walls as you and Dean have resorted to. He is truly the bravest man you know and infinitely more competent than your first fluke of a hunt with him had mistakenly suggested, both in the field and in bed.

Shaking the thoughts from your head, you wrap yourself in plaid and head out the door. Dean never questions your use of Sam’s shirts because ever since Sam firmly insisted on giving you his flannel after your second encounter with them resulted in Dean cutting your own top apart, you’ve grown into a habit of borrowing Sam’s clothes. You always claim they’re more comfortable than your own and Sam’s feigned annoyance over you ‘stealing’ his belongings tides Dean right over.

Half an hour passes before Sam approaches the bunker kitchen to find you with your back towards the entrance, busy prepping breakfast in nothing but his plaid. He pauses in the doorway to stare at you for a minute, licking his lips with an irrepressible smile. For some, this may seem like a stereotypical morning after, but for a couple of hunters, it feels like a dream come true.

After finally returning to the bunker last night following the completion of a series of successful hunts, you’ve got no solid obligations and very little on your to-do lists today, although Sam’s got more than a few ideas about how to pass the time, and a couple more come to mind when you stretch up on your toes to reach for something, causing the hem of his shirt to glide up until its corner reveals just slightest hint of your incredible ass. Sam can’t suppress his little grunt of approval, which catches your attention and makes you turn your head, peering back at him over your shoulder.

You smirk at the blessed view of him standing there in nothing but the pair of thin grey sweatpants you’d bought him a month ago when you discovered the viral online phenomenon, “Hey, big guy. You just gonna stand there and gawk or do you wanna make yourself useful and grab another plate from the top shelf?”

Chuckling at your false animosity, Sam stalks toward you, “Good morning to you too.” One of his vast hands falls upon your hip as he presses the maximum possible length of his body into your back side, while his other hand reaches up over your head to snatch the plate you’d asked for.

“Good morning indeed,” you concur with a silent gasp when you feel the generous bulge in his pants.

“Oh that’s not morning, baby girl,” Sam husks into your ear, “That’s all you.” His powerful arms slink around you and his lips find their way down the side of your neck, lingering in that tender spot just behind your ear whilst you tilt your head and close your eyes, contentedly surrendering yourself to the moment. “I ever tell you how good you look in my shirts?”

Wiggling your butt back to tease him a bit, you’re pleased with the hiss it elicits. “No, but you made it very clear how bad I look in Dean’s,” you counter playfully.

The man behind you scoffs, “I didn’t say you looked bad; you could never look bad. I just… don’t like seeing you wear his clothes.”

“Oh, I know,” you turn around in his arms, “I just don’t understand how Dean doesn’t know yet. I mean, I think you’ve been very obvious.”

“And you haven’t?”

“I’m not the one who leaves hickeys in very visible places all over your body!”

Sam’s eyes glaze over in lust, an idea clearly forming in his head as he glances down at you. “Dean’s a hot-blooded guy; he needs to know you’re off-limits,” he alleges before attacking your throat with his mouth.

“So why don’t we just tell him?”

Without pausing his efforts, Sam reminds you, “Because you said you thought it was kinda hot, all the sneaking around. Mmpf, and because you said you wanted to see how long it would take him to figure it out.”

You nod while running your fingers through his silken strands and leaning back to give him more purchase, “That’s true. But in my defence, we always have this conversation when we’re doing stuff like this and I can’t think straight when your hands and mouth are on me.”

“Kinda like how I can’t think straight when you’re wearing nothing but my shirt?” His kisses travel down from your neck to your collarbone and shoulder as he slides his loosely buttoned flannel off to one side, “Fuck, you’ve got me so hard.”

Without warning, Sam seizes your waist and hoists you into the air as if gravity were an absolute joke, before plopping you down on the edge of the steel counter, his thumbs digging lightly into your ribcage.

“Sam! This is where we eat!” you protest with a laugh.

“Exactly. Which is why I’m gonna devour you here.” He dives back into your neck, continuing his work on a little pink mark that’s already beginning to form.

“Oh fuck… Wait, what if Dean walks in?” It’s through a great struggle that you manage to push him back an inch.

“He’s got a date with the Impala. He’ll be in the garage all day, trust me.” Sam’s gaze sweeps over your body suggestively, “Now are you gonna let me taste what’s mine?”

With an equally lewd survey of his extensive frame, you reply, “As long as you let me impale myself on what’s mine later.”

His eyes darken and the way he’s looking at you like you’re the only person he’s ever wanted ignites a confidence within you, so in a rather swift motion, you grasp him by the shaft through his sweatpants – the delicious groan he emits at your touch is enough to turn your pussy into a slip and slide – and pull him back towards you until the clothed length of him is resting against your folds and your noses brush, while his hands settle naturally on your thighs.

Shivering, your breath stutters and for an instant you can do nothing but bask in the closeness of him. Sam seems to enjoy it too because he closes his eyes as he rests his forehead against yours with an elated sigh. For the second time today, you marvel at his beauty, whispering a string of gasping kisses along his lower eye socket and exquisite cheekbone, simply dying to breathe him in. All of him is so immaculate and sublime. Each time the two of you reconvene, you want to savor every fucking inch of him, but there are a lot of inches, so the task often overwhelms you. Still, you must try. Locking your ankles behind him, you use your legs to pull him even further into you and the friction makes you lose your mind.

“Fuck, baby girl, you keep that up I’ll be making a mess in my pants,” Sam grunts with his lips upon your cheek.

Your breathless laughter fills the air, thinking of the stain you've undoubtedly already left on his charming grey sweatpants. Nimble as he is, Sam takes advantage of your open mouth and plunges his tongue inside. After so much preamble, the kiss is heavy and full of need. When the pressure of his lips pushes your head back, your hands fly to his wrists for the sake of your balance.

From there, they journey upward across his vascular forearms to his bulging triceps, fondling his massive shoulders before sliding along his traps and up the gorgeous length of his perfect neck, until you finally reach the treasure trove of his impeccable locks. You tangle your fingers into the lush mane and yank, gently but zealously, making Sam growl into your mouth. His voice is the hottest thing you’ve ever heard and the sounds he makes always drive you insane.

Never breaking the kiss, Sam’s colossal moose paws roam up to your back as he slowly lays you down on the counter, his member somehow still notched at your entrance and the new angle rousing a quiet moan from you. When he ultimately pulls away, you pitch forward to chase after his lips, but Sam only grants you a devilish grin and a quick peck to the corner of your mouth before moving down to your jaw and neck. While one palm kneads at your breast through his shirt, the other begins pushing and pulling at fabric to uncover more of your skin for his wandering lips.

“Sam! Augh!” you cry out as your head falls back.

“I got you, baby. I’m all yours. Gonna make you feel so good.” As if to attest his words, he rolls his hips into yours and a needy whimper escapes you. With your fingers still twisted in his hair, Sam leaves no part of you untouched as his mouth travels down your body. But upon reaching your navel, he pauses, those vivid, color-changing eyes peeping up at you to check for any signs of discomfort or objection. Finding none, his thick tongue pokes out to lick a deliriously winding path from your belly button to your exposed clit. Then, pushing down tenderly on the insides of your knees to open you up to him, Sam directs you one last look that is both hungry and reverent, “I still can’t believe this is mine.”

Dean had stopped you halfway through your recollection, but it appears that was still too much for him, “What did I do to deserve this?! I feel like I need to go bathe in holy water for a week.”

You and Sam both open your mouths to respond but Dean cuts you off vehemently, “Ba-da-da-da!” His vocalized outcry is complete with animated gestures featuring an accusing index finger. “OK, before you two tell me another traumatizing story, that’s enough of the who, what, when, where, and how… I just need to know why. I mean, is this- are you- …?”

Sensing the protective wheels turning in his head, you decide to put Dean out his misery, “I’m not just with Sam because he’s an incredible lay if that’s what you’re wondering. We can skip the fatherly ‘what are your intentions’ talk. Yes, Dean, I am in love with your little brother… although ‘little’ is not exactly the word I’d use to describe him.”

“Sammy, could you please control your woman?”

“My woman?” Sam sounds mostly amused but you’re almost certain you can hear a hint of pride in his voice.

“Yeah, I admit I’m surprised I didn’t see it until now. You two are kinda oddly perfect for each other, you know, in a weird, kinky way.”

“To be honest, we’re pretty surprised too. I mean, he doesn’t look it but this guy is kind of territorial,” you quip whilst cocking a thumb in Sam’s direction.

“I don’t need to- Wait a minute, so all those bruises you told me were from hunts?” Dean’s eyebrows soar towards his hairline.

Chewing on your lip, you confirm his hypothesis with a miniscule nod.

“Yeah well that time you saw my back,” Sam chimes in vengefully, casting you a handsome grin full of mischief as he reveals, “that wasn’t a werewolf, that was Y/N.”

With eyes as round as dinner plates, Dean frantically shuts you both down, “OK, that’s it. Torture Dean time is over. I don’t wanna hear any more about your depraved sex lives! Look, I guess I’m happy for you guys, although mostly cause I don’t have to play referee anymore, but I’m gonna need you to follow some ground rules around here. Like rule number one! No sex in public places!” he starts counting with his fingers, “Always put a sock on it when you’re busy! And most importantly, no sex in Baby!”

Your laughter follows Dean as he wearily saunters out of the kitchen, an exhausted expression on his face. Turning to your newly outed boyfriend, you petition excitedly, “Does this mean we can have shower sex now?”

“Not while I’m around!” comes Dean’s snappy answer.

In contrast, Sam gives you the same look he did on that dreamy morning, “Oh trust me baby girl, I’m gonna get you wet somehow.”

“Still within hearing distance! I think I liked it better when you guys were at each other’s throats.”

As you’re giggling, Sam leans down to whisper in your ear, “For the record, I’m in love with you too.” And just like that, you’re tempted to re-enact your previous kitchen escapades.

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Hello there! I was rewatching Harurinralia (right after watching Free! FS movie <333) and I couldn’t help but notice this one specific detail. idk if this has been addressed before or if somebody has already pointed this out but this seems a bit hard to go unnoticed.

As you can see, during the hotel scene, the receptionist had claimed that they no longer had any other rooms available but… look at the row of keys behind her. THEY HAD PLENTY OF ROOMS!!!

I haven’t been able to follow this series for a while and I’m curious if there’s some sort of explanation to this. This is just so funny to me, I had a good laugh for a solid five minutes, I’m not even kidding. LOL. The animators either probably overlooked this one particular detail or basically just implied that the harurin bed scene agenda must be pushed through NO MATTER WHAT. LMAO.

Just wanna drop this here cuz this has been bugging me for quite a while now. Hope you’re having a nice day! 🤓

About that haha I think it just could be that those all are in fact just keys for single rooms. But its her clear annoyance with Rin for no reason always makes me question things xD Like her face just shows how done she's with him and that makes me laugh all the time. I remember there were lots of fan theories about this and I don't remember all the details the original real life story, but she looks at him like he's some idiot and I'm not quite sure why lol

There were jokes about Rin doing that on purpose, but obv like its a joke, to me its more likely that she either thinks they had a fight or she most likely just doesn't get the problem of what's wrong with sharing a double bed with your bro and thinks Rin's some sort of macho man and hence the face lol

I think she's either done with ppl in general like me or thought he was being extra or smth cause they were literally here for one night. Rin was just a bit agressive about it too and I don't think she could've guessed the real reason of his panic lmaaao

But her face is really the mood haha

P.S. I'd be also scared of waking up with a hard-on, hugging my crush, cause I can't control myself during sleep :D

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Dash and Lily (TV Show)

My thoughts while watching (under the cut cause it got long whoops)

Episode 1:

not the budget Timothee Chalamet - that tracks actually with Dash LMAO

Lily is totally tinsel gal

i know changes are necessary, but the change of the message bugged me for absolutely no specific reason

BOOMER MY FAVE - why is he cutting the pizza when it's already in the box though? what kind of pizza shop is this? adsgfs

oh his dad's RICH RICH with that apartment in NYC

he's so pretentious, god that was me as a teenager, which may explain why sometimes I hate him

bro Lily is so much more suave so far, i hope this is just how he's reading it and it changes when it switches to her POV cause that'd be sick storytelling

can't believe they wouldn't show Santa being groped by a teenager, were they afraid they would need to up the rating then? asfsdfssdf

I KNEW SHE WAS TINSEL GAL

Episode 2:

we love Lily rambling at The Strand

all these apartments are so nice for New York

Langston rolling into her room wrapped in a blanket is a MOOD

ah it was her brother

Boomer's speech about Dash >>>

DID HE JUST SKIP THE LINE

that Santa scene was pure chaos i loved it

Episode 3:

the backstory of Lily I CAN'T SHE DESERVED BETTER (although i do miss the Shrilly story)

Langston and Benny my loves <333

the note on the mirror is so cute I'm dead

LILY'S DANCING - it's so aggressive i love it

Episode 4:

LILY'S AUNT MY QUEEN (did they change her name? i thought her name was Ida... either way i'm obsessed)

this episode is very similar to the book

the characters seem so much less pretentious when acted instead of read LOL

gingerbread house already! i wanted to see Snarly! hope we still get to see the disaster muppet

okay the believe scene was cute, i'll admit it

Episode 5:

i love him telling all of his problems to the mochi group

NOT THE GRANNY THROWING IT IN THE TRASH LOOOOL

NOT THE APPLAUSE - the mochi scene is too funny

SNARLY THE MUPPET MY BELOVED - i won't allow for his destruction - oh thank god he's still intact

fucking Edgar - i don't trust that he's kept that bracelet

god Dash's dad is insufferable

and so Sofia makes an appearance

NOT THE SNOWMAN SLAUGHTER - AMAZING ABSOLUTELY AMAZING

if i saw this girl at a slam poetry fest i'd be living for the drama - but also she's kinda killing it, go Lily!

ooh plot twist of Sofia moving back - also i absolutely love exes being friends and not getting back together

Priya my QUEEN

Episode 6:

absolutely love the dress - wore something similar this christmas myself (except it had a black base because the christmas tree look was too much for me lol)

yikes this party's gonna go bad

okay they're actually kinda cute talking to each other

DASH NO (but this song slaps) (also you're telling me this is gonna go down at a museum...SURE)

Episode 7:

i may have a preconceived vendetta against edgar but him kissing a clearly drunk girl is... YIKES

ok but how long did they kiss for before he came to this revelation

the cab scene is the worst scene for secondhand embarrassment they're both acting like fools (i guess they are teenagers in a tv show... but still)

DASH THIS IS A NO BOOMER SLANDER HOUSEHOLD

ok but giving her a week to move was kind of a dick move on the parents side

i thought this was the last episode for a minute and was like "THEY ENDED IT LIKE THAT" which i was so ready for but shocked about, but then the next episode started LOL

Episode 8:

THEY GOT THE JONAS BROTHERS FOR THIS

"you came to a jonas brothers concert for me 🥺" boomer my love <3

are they just in the jb's trailer????

this scene with dash and nick is the funniest thing "thank you nick jonas" I'M SCREAMING

Lily continually calling out people in front of a crowd is so fucking funny

the brother not even reading the notebook...couldn't be me i'm too nosey (nevermind it took him 2 minutes to do it)

not the montage for a 4 hour series

my mother would literally be running after me what is this LOL

the themed tree is actually cute

this kiss looks so damn awkward asgfdsgds

THAT LAUGH DASH WHAT WAS THAT

aww the love actually ended is cute... and Thibauld was alone, love that for him

they just jave no chemistry with their kisses i'm sorry

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thoughts on part 4 jotaro?? i love hearing your thoughts in general but i so desperately want to hear them on this iteration of jotaro

VADE ur so sweet thank u so much for asking i owe u my entire heart and life <333

yes.. PART 4 JOTARO my pathetic little meow meow <333 ultimately my favorite iteration of jotaro

he's so maladjusted that it's hilarious. bro socks a 16 year old right in the jaw because said 16 year old's stand looked like the world. he is so totally not normal but he tries to be oh god he tries to be <3 he's like i am a normal man yes i have a wife and child and a degree i am So Totally Normal but then he stops time periodically and gets his ass kicked by a rat UGH so funny the flavor of part 4 jotaro is so fucking funny

um so speaking of part 4 jotaro;;;; i do think that before part 4 jotaro was actually a good dad. he and jolyne's mom still divorce like one year before diu begins cause this man is so gay and he cant stop lying to himself and jolyne's mom (well it's less he comes clean abt being gay just yet and more that he comes to admit that maybe panic marrying his friend when they found out jolyne was a thing happening to them wasn't the best idea but) BUT he is still involved and he loves jolyne and he and jolyne's mom are good tagteam parents they still lived w each other when jotaro left

but part 4 is where araki brings up the "standusers attract standusers" idea for the first time and thus it's the first time jotaro is faced with it...and he sees how it culminates in the deaths of a 13 year old (shigechi) and of a capable adult (aya), he sees how just being near standusers drags you in (hayato and shinobu, tomoko in the july 15th arc, etc)...and he realizes oh no it's not enough to be emotionally distant i need to be physically distant as well. and thus only after part 4 is he a shitty dad. which is part of why jolyne is so bitter; she was old enough to have solid memories of jotaor being a good dad and old enough to see that all suddenly go away. god dammit jotaro

anyway but beyond his parenting history i think too much about, i love part 4 jotaro so bad <3 insane grad student struggles. i know for an absolute fact hunting down kira was a destressor from working on his thesis cause 1) jotaro's priorities are insane 2) thesis work is fucking insane. esp cause I'm p sure jotaro was doing an accelerated program course to make up for the time he took off of school when jolyne was growing

god he's so fucking funny too. UGHHH okay this isn't related to the funny claim but fuck so many good fuckign character beats for jotaro happened in part 4 and it drives me absolutely fucking NUTS okay okay okay just being so kind with josuke showing he's learned how to be gentle even if he cant be soft and sweet about it like holly (his comforting words to josuke about his stand power for instance) arghh him learning how to tell people he cares for them verbally even if he'll never say it to their faces (like when he tells koichi he's a good kid when koichi is bleeding out lol). he's learning and it's foreshadowing for how he eventually is able to tell jolyne he loves her above all else ARHGHGHGH head in fucking hands

god i love part 4 jotaro so much also i. sorry I'm embarrassed. I've got it so bad for part 4 jotaro I'm not even kidding i want to smack him repeatedly but at the same time i want to dip him (yes he's taller than me by over a foot i still will dip him) and then kiss him so sweetly it's insane there are bugs in my brain. i KNOW jotaro would be a shitty partner to have i KNOW i wouldn't have the patience for his ass at all but part 4 jotaro with his desperate yet fruitless attempts at being Normal and his sense of humor and his learning how to verbalize what people mean to him just gets me so bad. i could fix him if i had a little more patience but as it stands i would want his ass in therapy right fucking now before making any moves on him. <3

anyway. thank u for asking vade i love jotaro specifically part 4 jotaro so so so bad <3