#crying because this sucks

[s7nburn]

Sheets

Sam Winchester x female!reader

Summery: After a long hunt, you, Sam, and Dean head back to the little motel you were staying in. Once you got to the room, you decided to take a quick shower. Something unexpected happens.

Warnings: Smut hehe, penetration, making out, reader has a tattoo on chest, use of "sweetheart", unprotected sex.

Word count: 907

A/N: lots of plot holes here but honestly it's my first time writing in a while... So uhm please don't mind thoseeee. Love you all, enjoy !!! Also this shit sucks asssss but anyways I tried 🔥

You three had just finished a hunt, an exhausting and infuriating demon. As soon as it was over, y'all headed back the humble motel room. Once you got there you, you made your way to the bathroom. You shimmied out of your clothes and hopped into the rusty shower.

Without either of your knowledge, Dean had left the room, probably off screwing that blonde chick from the room a couple doors down. You washed all the dirt off your skin and hair, who knew hunting supernatural beings could get so messy right?

Sam unexpectedly walked into the bathroom, "Dean, what are-", you two made eye contact, both frozen. "I-I'm sorry." Sam said, then quickly ran out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. A few minutes pass, you worriedly turn the shower off and get dressed, not ready to face Sam after him seeing you naked.

You finally built up the courage to walk out, wanna know the thing that makes this whole situation better? You two share a bed. Walking over to the bed, "hey, I'm sorry about y'know.." Sam mumbled, "no it's fine, don't worry about it." You responded with a smile.

"I uh didn't know you had a tattoo on your chest? It's uh cool." Sam said, smirking at you, "oh yeah, I got it a couple years ago." You replied. Sam scooted closer to you, feeling braver than usual,"Can I see it again?" Sam asked, looking at you, his eyes flickering down to look at your lips.

You don't say anything, you just go in for the kill. The kiss was passionate, hot, and wet, really fucking wet. God who knew all the built up tension between you two could lead to something like this. His hand finds your hair, gripping it hard, lightly tugging on it. You return the favor, grabbing on his long hair.

He maneuvered you onto his lap, making you straddle him. You lightly grind on his crotch, noticing his cock growing harder and harder every time you did. "Fuck.." he groans, "you're so fucking hot." He continues. You whimper at the complement.

"I need you" you moan into this kiss, "I know you do baby." He moans back. Sam flips you onto your back, quickly stripping you of your shirt, then his. "Shit.." he grunts, "can't get enough of you.." after he removes both of your shirts, he starts working on the bottom half of your body.

"Sammy hurry up" you beg, he just looks up at you and grins, showing his sharp k-9s. He finally gets rid of your jeans, then his. He notices your dark purple lace panties and swears to himself, rubbing over the little bow. He bends down, placing a kiss on it. You swore you could cum right then and there.

"lift up baby." He softly demands, you do as your told, lifting your hips so he can roughly tug those purple panties down your thick thighs. Once he sees your puffy pussy, clit peaking out of the hood, he lets out a moan. "You're so perfect." He says, looking up at your pretty face.

You blush, not knowing how to respond, every guy you've been with, which wasn't many, never really cared to compliment, nor care about how you feel during sex, so this was very different than what your used to.

Sam noticed your blush, he smiles. He pulls his dick out of his boxers, spitting on his hand and stroking it a couple of times. "You ready?" He questions, you nod your head, he leans down, giving you a peck on the lips, moving down to your neck as he slowly enters you.

You both moan, finally relieved after all the tension. Once he bottoms out, he gives you a couple seconds to adjust to his dick, which was..over average. You whine, signaling for him to go faster, he chuckles "I know baby."

Sam starts to move, slow and hard, hitting your g-spot perfectly. You moan his name over and over and over again. Sammy Sammy sammy was all could be heard from your lips, swollen from the kiss earlier.

"Is that good, sweetheart?" He whispers in ur ear, nipping at your earlobe, you whine, to cockdrunk to speak. "Words or I'll stop." He says, trailing his lips down ur neck, "yes! It feels so good" you moan, but you weren't the only one who was loud, Sam would occasionally let out deep grunts and moans. You started gripping his back from the overwhelming pleasure your feeling. His pace gets faster and faster, harder and harder.

Sam is fucking you into oblivion, you couldn't even moan, just a quiet whimper leaving your pink lips now and then, "Cum with me, baby," he moans in between thrusts. "c'mon you can do it, don't be shy."

Sam slows down his pace, still hitting all the right spots, since his pace slowed, you can finally let out all the moans and 'Sammy's' you want. "There you go, sweetheart." He groans as u tighten around his cock, pussy spasming around it.

"I'm cumming" you whine, and as soon as you say that, it's like a buzzer goes off in sam's head, he speeds up his pace, moaning into your ear. You both orgasm at the same time, all that could be heard from the room was panting and the slight sticky sound coming from his cock pushing his cum deeper in you.

"I love you."

[noodles-and-tea]

So what if Fiddleford ruffled past!Stanley's hair covering his eyes, causing him to resemble Tate (imagine the angst)

Dude he misses his kid so much :((((

[wwillywonka]

working on my style

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Remember: The burning sensation is part of the process.

[mspaint-flower]

hi

gentle reminder that me and my family are still in need of help and my comms are open, i have school so i may not be very fast but i try my best to be despite the situation i currently live in it would be great if you could help in any way, even just by sharing. thank you for everyone who helped me so far (and a special thanks to EmeliaK), i had wished by now this would be over but it's not. so i gotta keep fighting

thank you

[yaoisquidbob]

jade and rose as nana and hachi :)

[puppppppppy]

beep beep im a sheep

speeddraw below the cut (audio warning)

song: "Cult of Dionysis" by The Orion Experience

[meownotgood]

haha hey so apparently someone stole my whole fic... copy and pasted except for tiny things changed... here is the link to their """fic""" (sorry random person I had to steal the reblog from). they've since deleted the fic off their blog + deleted their ao3 + gone on a hiatus so..... that's cool and whatever....... but they have written a lot of other shit so... don't be a dick but maybe check that for funny business too...

[mintypsii]

early bird activities

[fishfingersandscarves]

hello all! after 10 years of remission my dad was diagnosed with hodgekin's lymphoma for the second time in his life this august. since his diagnosis my family has been hit by every fucking roadblock and bad luck thing imaginable.

our insurance has decided to make everything we do incredibly difficult and my mom has been fighting for his proper care non-stop. our disability was denied because his work had accidentally been paying him full pay while on leave and now the state wants us to pay back 10k even though it was his company's mistake - or else no disability (we're going to petition this)

he's been suffering from symptoms from his chemotherapy such as intense body pain and deep neuropathy and a hernia (which needs to be removed by surgery but cannot while he's on chemo) alongside a slew of other problems. no amount of pain medication has been really helping and it's been really really awful.

we've been trying really hard to keep things all together but my mom is the only one working who makes enough to pay bills and it's just. really tough.

all this to say. i'd really really appreciate it if the link to this meal train was shared. and if possible someone were to donate.

thank you so so much

[sofiaruelle]

idk if there's anything you can do about it but someone is using your chappell hot to go art on teepublic & I thought you would want to know if u don't already :(

Nice. love this for me./s

uhhh anyways thank you for bringing this to my attention @hyuckieberry! I’m gonna try to figure out TeePublic’s DMCA takedown request. which is very frustrating since i am from the Philippines. and DMCA is very much bound to just the USA.

for now, if anyone sees this, PLEASE HELP ME REPORT the account.

If anyone is interested in buying the tshirt/design, please consider supporting me, its up on my Redbubble. the only place where i have uploaded the design.

Honestly, simply reblogging and liking this or the original post i made will help immensely.

[medecineformelancholy]

“Thank you for letting me in,” Trent murmured.

“I wasn’t gonna let you stand out in that storm,” Ted pointed out.

“No… I mean, yes, thank you for that, but thank you for letting me in here,” Trent said as he pulled his left arm back from around Ted and laid his hand on Ted’s chest. “I’m glad to know you better.”

Ted loosened his hold on Trent to bring a hand up to wrap around Trent’s.

“Thank you for wantin’ to know me at all.”

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For Chapter 21 of I Really Enjoyed Getting to Spend This Time With You by @rngaredead 💙

Like Trent in this chapter, I'll never be able to put into words how much this story and our friendship means for me. (“I still don’t think I was supposed to be here, but I’ll never regret showing up like I did”). Thank you for giving this a chance and not giving up until the finish line.

This story is about mistakes, but to me it's also about circles. Circling in suffocating thoughts after a misstep. Circling in words trying desperately to get them out right. Circling in a slow dance in the silence of the kitchen when all paths seem closed. Humming on the next level, hesitant light coming through with so much weight. Shouting through the music on the next one, filled with smiles and hope (and if you caught a pattern with those *wink wink rule of threes*, you get a gold star). Circling back to each other and up together.

The story is over, but THEIR story is not 💙

[starbuck]

we need to defend a protagonist’s right to suck ass and be boring and do everything wrong

[valewritessss]

Growing up as an only child people would always like talking to me and say I’m nice and generous then when they found out that I’m an only child they’d tell me “oh so you’re spoiled and don’t know how to share?”. And it was always so frustrating because why would I be spoiled? Yes both of my parents attention was only on me but they raised me right? And I’ve met people that are spoiled and not brats, like spoiled brat and spoiled are two different things.

And I love sharing and always have bc I never had anyone to share with so I like letting other people use my stuff. One of my friends that I did so many things for all of middle school (I gave her homework answers, pencils, erasers, bandaids, some of my lunch, gum, etc) told me that I don’t know how to share because I’m an only child. We’re not friends anymore because at one point she started rushing me to do my work so she could copy and she would not let me concentrate and she wouldn’t copy my shit while I was doing it and then she’d get mad at me because she was failing. But anyway, I was a little mad because you KNOW me, but you’re just gonna say that because why, exactly? It was like people were always telling me what I should be like and telling me that I don’t understand any childhood experiences.

And then I get told I must not know how to compromise just because I’m an only child? Like what? I will do anything to please you so what the hell are you talking about.

And people go on rants saying that parents need to start having more than two children because they hate only children. I’ve seen this so many times and it makes me a little sad because my parents tried, okay? Generalizing is not cool. They’ll hate only children just because they had a bad experience with someone that happened to be an only child. And then I’ll make friends with someone and when they find out I’m an only child they’ll tell me they never would’ve guessed because they hate only children. Thanks, I guess?

“You must not have a very good family bond” uhh why? My cousins are the closest thing I ever had as siblings growing up and I genuinely don’t understand when they would say this because it doesn’t mean I can’t bond with people my age.

“You probably get everything you want” i was told this just because I bought a new notebook when my old one ran out of pages. Again, what is the thought process here because it’s not like I can ask for anything and get it just because I’m the only kid my parents have.

I would say I’m lonely and want a sister and people would get straight up mad at me. “No you don’t you’re lucky” and you think there aren’t things I want that you have too? I literally feel so alone 24/7 but I guess I’m not allowed to feel that because at least I get privacy.

They also always assume I’m rich. I am very much not rich and I did have friends that lived in bigger houses and it made me so insecure about mine. Idk what it is about assuming only children are rich. I wish being an only child came with that bc then I’d never complain again. But unfortunately it doesn’t work like that.

Anyways. This was a random rant. I just remembered that I would get so frustrated because I would literally cry from the fact that I didn’t have a best friend or someone like a sibling to talk to, and then I’d be told my feelings weren’t valid. I know this is such a non issue, but just sharing I guess.

[nombitenary]

Mmm… thinking about multiple prey on this fine evening. A group of mountain climbers on a vertical climb, all roped together and shivering in a snowstorm they hadn’t seen coming. They’re struggling to work their frozen fingers enough to continue upwards, but know that giving up means plummeting to the craggy depths below. Desperate, they push themselves to continue— though from below, the group is all suddenly made aware of three things.

A gust of hot air is the first— damp and sudden, coming from directly below them.

The next is the sound of something wet.

And the last is one they notice as they all whip their heads downwards in shock— an it’s that one of their teammates is hanging halfway out of the jaws of a monster. Their legs kick and squirm at the beast’s jaws as the others all realize that the hot air was this creature breathing beneath them in preparation to snap up their teammate.

Helpless, they watch the beast as it slowly slurps up their friend, opening its jaws so there can all see their teammate slip down, down… before the tongue bobs, squashing the predator’s uvula to the roof of their mouth with an overeager and squelching swallow— one that causes the entire team to jerk downwards with it.

Their teammate was tied to the bottom of their line, and the pred lazily swallows again, raising a hand to their throat with a pleased purr as the next prey slips into their maw and is quickly and firmly swallowed down. It’s only a matter of time before the rest of them are dragged inside.

In the meantime, the pred leans back and opens their jaws— giving an open mouthed gulp around the taut line and causing it to snake down faster.

Bonus if the pred overestimated how many preys it could comfortably fit and ends up almost too full to get them all inside, but manages with a final thick swallow and a huge sigh of contentment.

And at the end of it all… after the gulps and squeezes of so many prey being stuffed into the pred’s belly, the pred lounges with a rope dangling from their teeth. One that they’re slowly slurping up, toying with, and then swallowing with a final gluck. Sealing their prey inside.

[didi-on-the-side]

oh NoOoO it's bad today. bad bad.

smack it with a hammer.

🧠🔨