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mxltifxnd0m · 3 months ago
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hey!! i know you're on hiatus, but i'd really like to know, are you still going to write about stiles? i love him so much, and your writing was amazing in the ones you posted. ;)
btw, will you write more sub!sam? i'm obsessed
i hope you have a good day <3
hi hi!! i do still plan to write for stiles and teen wolf in the foreseeable future! i too love that sarcastic brunette so much and i’m glad you enjoyed the recent one shot i made for him hehe <33
if i have any ideas pop up in my head for him, ill for sure put it on the WIP list i have and get to writing it but as of right now the sammy brainrot is very strong but i hope to write something for him soon (maybe a smau??)
ARGGHH YES I WILL!! if the people want more sub!sam, i will gladly give it to them loll ;)
you’re so sweet and thank you!! i hope you have an amazing day as well hehe <33
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prentissluvr · 5 months ago
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i just needed one Sam in a brown jacket in my life, and i would be happy until i die!!
please more brown jacket sam in our life, that's all i need :((
aRGH YOU'RE SO TRUE FOR THIS !!!! i would also be happy until i die <333 i need him so bad and i miss him and i miss his early season wardrobe SO BAD !!!!
i need him back :,)
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stilessflannel · 24 days ago
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mutual masternation with stiles plzzz??? with the reader being a a virgin and stiles tells her “all u gotta do is breathe, ima handle the rest baby” or “are u still with my baby?” omgg i would meltt if he said that to mee
this request itches my brain in the right way
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"fuck... stiles..." you don't even realise the obscenities spilling from your lips as he guides your fingers faster around your sensitive nub. your breaths get heavier as your fingers start to lose their pace - but stiles is quick to exert more control with his and work faster to get you closer to the edge. it isn't as though you haven't touched yourself before. it's just the way the boy you've thought off while getting off is currently helping you get off and pressing hot kisses into your neck as your head falls back against his shoulder; the feeling turning your brain into static.
you feel his dick hardening and poking into your ass behind you from where you're sitting on his lap, so you snake your hand between your bodies and wrap your hand around the base, giving it a few tugs until you could feel his precum dripping down your fingers and hear him whining into your neck. a smirk crawls across your lips but it's stolen as stiles' fingers press that bit harder on your clit and your grip on his dick falters.
stiles stops his fingers for a moment to push your own aside, before swiping them further down and pushing two fingers into your wet hole right up to the third knuckle and curling them just right, a moan escaping your lips. "are you still with me baby?..."
a slow nod from you is all he needs to starts digging his fingers deeper into your pussy forcing moans and gasps every time they curl in just the right way. stiles can tell you're getting closer to pleasure's hold and his fingers quicken their pace. "just relax angel... let me take care of you" your fingers grab into his biceps and make crescent marks from where your nails dig into his forearms as you're thrown into euphoria, white light clouding your vision.
as your foggy mind starts to clears your fingers clench around stiles dick again and a low groan rumbles from his chest behind you. you set a pace that has him pressing his face into the crook of your neck and pressing heavy kisses along your collarbone, lightly biting down on your shoulder to muffle his moans when you squeeze just right around his leaking red tip.
a few tugs later has him grabbing onto your hips, fingertips definitely leaving bruises for tomorrow. his milky joy runs down your knuckles and down your bodies, joining the wetness rushing down your thighs and leaving the air heavy with the scent of sex and heavy breaths.
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choerypetal · 7 months ago
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Love at first Sight / Steve Harrington x Winchester!Sister
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Summary: The reader, as the younger sister of the Winchesters, moves to Hawkins to investigate a hunt after losing contact with their father, John. Unbeknownst to them, Hawkins harbors dark secrets, particularly when a certain boy rescues them from the monsters.
ps: This is my longest story to date, and I had so much fun writing it. I hope you enjoy it just as much! Since English isn't my first language, I apologize for any minor grammar errors.
word count; 6ks.
tag list ; @figurantedefilme
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“Father, hasn’t come back.” 
Dean’s words reiterate in your mind as you sat in the passenger seat. Sam, your twin, understood the potential consequences of bringing you along. You vividly recalled his argument about the test you had the next morning, how he had done everything possible to support your decision not to get involved. The thought of dragging their little sister, on the brink of graduating high school, into family matters made him troubled. "And where exactly is the location?" he asked, struggling to conceal his irritation while casting worried glances in your direction. 
Dean understood he had no alternative. If given the opportunity, there was no doubt he would have ventured alone. However, giving John's unequivocal instructions left no room for debate on the matter. When family, particularly your father, was concerned, it was imperative for everyone to participate, regardless of their preferences. Dean's grasp on the steering wheel tightened as he disclosed the destination you were bound for.
 “Hawkins.” 
Hawkins was nothing like Kansas. After an eight-hour drive with multiple stops, your brothers took turns at the wheel. For once, you all agreed that your father should be immensely grateful when you finally rescued him, especially given the uncertainty about where to start. It wasn't until you checked into a motel near Hawkins that the research on the haunting began in earnest.
Dean had gone to buy some food while Sam and you continued your search. The sun had set, giving way to the shimmering stars of the night. One of the things you couldn't help but admire about Hawkins was the luminous presence of its own scenery. You were stargazing from your motel window when you heard the door creak open and Sam's voice, poised to relay any information about your father's whereabouts. But it was Dean who spoke first, interrupting Sam's rambling about anything he could find useful. "So, you're telling me there are no official records, just a stupid student article about the incident that happened, what, a year ago? When it all started with a boy going missing?"
"Maybe we should ask for the chief," you suggested, recalling the man around your father's age whom your brothers had seen at the gas station an hour earlier. One who could definitely be a source of information. However, your brothers dismissed the notion, unwilling to involve others. "No, no, no," Dean said, pulling food from the plastic bag and placing it on the table. Sam, still engrossed in his laptop, grabbed the first item his hand found. "The one thing we definitely can't do is involve the cops, especially the sheriff."
And he was right, much as you hated to admit it. Dealing with the cops had never been your brother's strongest suits. Recalling numerous arrests, all tied to their hunting activities, with your father or Bobby often being the one to bail them out.
"I think I found something," Sam said, capturing your attention. Dean snatching the laptop from him, causing Sam to roll his eyes and start munching on his sandwich. "Demogorgon, really?" Dean said, almost offended by the article. What struck him, though, was how off the situation felt with the missing boy and the lab in Hawkins.
"I don't know, man. Don't look at me like that. Just read further," Sam insisted as Dean tried to process the information. Despite their extensive hunting experience, from Wendigo's to the King of Hell, Dean was on the verge of dismissing the student article entirely. This seemed like a stretch even for them.
"And you're telling me Dad went missing because of a half-man, half-creature that feeds on human powers?" Dean asked incredulously. Sam chuckled at his brother's disbelief and nodded. "That's what the article says," he confirmed, though Dean remained unconvinced. He needed more evidence, which meant by morning they will have to start questioning anyone around Hawkins. "Tomorrow, first thing. If the rumors are true, and as much as I hate to admit. Dad might be the creature's next snack anytime soon."
The next morning in Hawkins, you and your brothers headed to the nearest diner. Unlike other places you'd visited, Hawkins had a surprising calmness to it. You were particularly excited to visit the DVD store that had caught your eye, likely the only other place of interest besides the arcade. You always made a point to bring something back from each mission—a habit your brothers found odd yet endearing.
"Please," you begged Dean as the three of you walked into the diner. He rolled his eyes as you all sat down and ordered the usual breakfast: two coffees and an orange juice for you. "What do you even need at a DVD store?" he asked. "Maybe it could also be a good excuse for you and Sam to investigate," you replied with a hint of amusement. Your brothers exchanged a glance and thanked the waitress as she brought the food. "She isn't wrong, you know," Sam agreed, seeing the potential in the idea. "And if it makes Y/N feel at home..." 
"Fine," Dean finally conceded with a sigh. "But after that, we're heading to the trailer park." He insisted, knowing it was one of the areas where the creature had reportedly lingered and the last place your father was apparently seen.
"Robin, I told you, the last time I flirted with a woman, I couldn't even avoid making her cringe," Steve sighed as he brought the DVD tray to restock returns. Behind the counter, Robin mentally tallied her best friend's countless failures, a smile playing on her lips. “I call dibs on the next client.” As she noticed three silhouettes entering the store, her attention shifted entirely to them. "Welcome!" she greeted them, her tone ambiguous enough to make it unclear whether she enjoyed her job or not. "May I help you?"
Your brother wore an expression of determination. Sam, ever the polite one, smiled first and quickly refocused on their primary mission: finding your father. "We just need a few pieces of information," he said, presenting their fake FBI cards. You leaned forward, peeking between your brothers. Immediately catching Steve's attention. Outside, Max and Billy, being new in town, added to the unusual sight of newcomers, especially at this time of year. Steve couldn't help but admire this in awe. "I'll go look for a souvenir. Don't wait for me," you said, glancing at them one last time before heading off. 
"Alright, Chipmunk, just don't take long," Dean replied, prompting you to roll your eyes. Steve noted the nickname, remembering it all too well. As you made your way toward the shelves of tapes, Steve remained with your brothers, soon summoned by Robin.
"It's about their father," Robin had filled Steve in on the situation. Wherever their father was, it didn't sound promising, especially with everything happening—the Demogorgon, Vecna—anything could be connected. Observing Dean's expression shift from annoyance to complete shock, as Sam realized that dismissing the student article might have been their first mistake.
"So... you're saying you fought one of them?" Sam directed his question to Steve. Usually, Steve couldn't resist a bit of ego-boosting, but the serious expression on Dean's face and his repeated glances in your direction, ensuring you wouldn't make a mess, made Steve reconsider. Perhaps setting aside the flirting was the wisest choice. Thus, he simply nodded. "Yes, thanks to Dustin, who obtained the information initially. Even the police are clueless about what's truly occurring."
The Winchester brothers exchanged glances. "Dustin?" they asked simultaneously. Steve nodded in confirmation. "Yes, and not just Dustin. We also have El, who possesses superpowers. She's been instrumental, but given your father's disappearance, someone would have found his body by now or—" Steve hesitated, unwilling to entertain darker possibilities, especially after their experience in the Upside Down. He shared a concerned look with Robin, who shrugged, considering various scenarios. "Wait—let me just process all of this," Dean interjected, taking a step back. Robin offered him a seat at the counter, which he gratefully accepted as he attempted to piece everything together.
"So, let me get this straight: first, this kid Will goes missing, then you guys run into some Demo-whatever-the-hell-it's-called, and now there's this girl with random powers who was held captive in a lab by some Vecna creep?" Dean recalled how vague his father had been on the phone the previous night, mentioning he'd be at some sort of lab. The thought worried him, prompting Sam to give his brother a concerned look. "Are you okay?" Sam inquired. Dean hummed a yes and locked eyes with Steve, who swallowed nervously. Despite only meeting briefly that day, something about your older brother made Steve fidgety. Dean paused momentarily, then retrieved an article from his back pocket and placed it on the counter. Steve immediately recognized Nancy's handwriting.
"Not to sound arrogant, but that's your source?" Steve gestured towards the paper, blinking twice. While Nancy's article was informative, she had to simplify and spice it up to attract readers for her publication, not to mention keep the whole Upside Down ordeal a secret. Steve distinctly recalled her mentioning that. However, he hadn't anticipated it would attract a group of hunters brandishing fake FBI badges. Despite his reservations, he refrained from commenting on it. "Also," he added, indicating their badges, "this whole fake badge charade doesn't fool us. We've already dealt with the Russians trying that stunt," he remarked smugly. Just as you arrived with a stack of DVDs, you couldn't help but laugh. "See? I told you those FBI badges were outdated."
Sam's lips curved into a playful smile as he observed your reaction. Despite disliking that you were traveling with them and missing out on a normal life outside of hunting, it was gratifying to see you interacting with people your age. Your formal demeanor while conversing with Steve, who nodded in response to your comment, was refreshing, as were the small interactions you shared with Robin. "Cash?" Steve inquired next, prompting an eager nod from you as Dean stepped in to pay. "But I have enough!" you protested, pouting adorably—a sight that Steve found strangely endearing. He snapped back to reality as your brother impatiently waited for him to retrieve the cash. "Want-Want the receipt?" Steve asked stuttering slightly, to which your brother shook his head. As the three of you prepared to leave the store, thanking the two employees one last time, Dean paused, causing Sam and you to exchange a curious glance. Dean clearly had something in mind.
"Can we arrange a meeting spot?" he inquired. Steve and Robin shared a glance, aware that the next day they would be assisting Dustin in searching for his friend Eddie. It appeared to be an ideal opportunity, particularly since your brothers intended to explore Hawkins' forest as well. "Skull Rock?" the younger boy proposed. Neither your brothers nor you were aware that you would have more company than anticipated. Dean hesitated, but upon seeing your radiant expression as you held the stack of DVDs you had purchased, you spoke up on their behalf before he could respond. "We'll be there!"
Steve's prediction proved accurate. The following morning arrived, and he remained uncertain whether you would indeed appear, let alone bring your brothers along. The previous night, after interviewing numerous locals, you had practically pleaded with them to join, convinced it was an excellent idea. Considering your father's tendencies, initiating the search in the forest seemed logical. "If this is because of that Steve boy again," Dean interjected with disdain evident in his tone, prompting you to roll your eyes. "It has nothing to do with him! Besides, he's taken down one of these creatures before. I'd sooner trust a DVD seller than a random sheriff at this point." You made a valid argument, and upon witnessing the resolve in your expression, Sam concurred, "She's got a point." With a sigh, Dean drummed his fingers on the steering wheel before starting the engine without another word and directing the car toward Skull Rock.
"So who are we waiting for exactly?" Dustin inquired impatiently, observing Steve's restless pacing. "And what's with the sudden nerves?" Robin teased with a smirk. "It's Y/N." "Y/N?" Steve spoke your name, almost offended. "Oh, so you know her name?" Robin enjoyed Steve's irritation and couldn't resist teasing him further. "She mentioned it before they departed, in case you were paying attention, lover boy."
"They?" Dustin regarded the two adults before him, clearly perplexed by the situation and the strangers they had involved. "Her father vanished, and her brothers, who are apparently hunters, were dispatched here. We're just hoping we don't stumble upon their father's lifeless body along the way," Steve explained. He hadn't intended to sound so severe, but his nerves had taken over, leading him to adopt a touch of sarcasm. His confidence faltered as he heard your brother's voice drawing nearer. "Y/N, this is nonsense. We should've contacted Castiel."
"Yes, but remember, Castiel's at the hospital right now. He needs the rest," you reminded them, recalling the events of the last hunt. "Come on, grumpy old man," you added, grabbing Dean's arm, eliciting a whine from him, while Sam chuckled, enjoying the moment. As your eyes met Robin’s, you waved at her. "Robin!"
Robin was the first to notice your arrival and approached you with a hug. You were introduced to Dustin, whom they described as the clever one, and who had some knowledge about the creatures and your father's potential whereabouts. Lucky for him, he had mentioned about seeing a man whose description bore a striking resemblance to your father's, which he promptly relayed to Dean. "So, that's how you stumbled upon this entire Russian trap?" you inquired. They all nodded in agreement, but their conversation was interrupted as Eddie emerged from his hiding spot, causing you to startle slightly.
"Dustin, you rascal," Eddie's voice reverberated in your thoughts. Amidst the chaos of your missing father and the onslaught of curses from Max and Eddie, whom you had only just met, Eddie extended his hand to shake yours, his fingers lightly brushing against yours as he flashed a smile. "Haven't seen you around before, sweets," he remarked, managing to find humor in the situation despite its gravity, prompting a slight cringe from Steve, who had been the first to encounter you. Yet, you couldn't deny that Eddie exuded a certain charm of his own. "We've been sent on a mission. My father disappeared around here a few days ago, and my brothers, who are hunters, insisted I come," you explained, introducing Dean and Sam to everyone present, including Lucas, Max, and Nancy, all of whom reciprocated with their own introductions.
"And I assume you're familiar with me," the metalhead sighed at his presence, wishing for a more auspicious introduction. You shook your head, seeking confirmation from Robin and then Steve. "Eddie," Steve answered, somewhat irritated. "The 'supposed boy' who was involved in the cheerleader's death?" your brother recited from a news article. But quickly flinched and groaned in discomfort as you took the crumpled article and hit it against his chest. "Good Lord, Y/N, what was that for?" he protested as you gave him a knowing glance. 
"Do you get a serial killer vibe from him?" you questioned, coming to Eddie's defense. “It’s alright, Y/N, there’s no need…” Observing the unfolding scene, Steve couldn't help but wish he were in Eddie's position, but circumstances had changed since your meeting with him the day before. Determined to contribute, he spoke up. "Shouldn't we be, you know, taking action instead of just standing around? Especially for their father, Dustin, and everything?" 
Dustin briefly glanced at Steve, recognizing that familiar look of jealousy. First, it was with Nancy, and now it seemed directed toward a complete stranger. Amused, Dustin couldn't resist teasing him and feigned ignorance, only serving to make Steve's jealousy even more evident. Meanwhile, you were completely absorbed in Eddie's presence, oblivious to Steve's inner turmoil. Dean, always the vigilant brother, interjected, "Come on, lover boy, no time to waste," playfully tousling your hair as he noticed Steve's uneasy glance. You muttered a few choice words before smoothing down your hair. It was endearing to witness the two men vying for your attention, but it also put Dean, the protective brother, on edge. "Sammy?" he called out, turning to Sam, who was already assisting Dustin in plotting the next course of action. "Ready?"
You, on the other hand, gave a final glance to Eddie, who appeared ready. "Lead the way, sweetheart," you encouraged. The walk proved lengthier than anticipated, and as the sun began to set, the sky revealed the first twinkling stars, a sight you never failed to appreciate. Steve made a point to remain by your side throughout. "Look!" you exclaimed, prompting Steve to recall the way your smile lit up your face. Your observation caused everyone, including your brothers, to pause in their tracks. "The stars seem larger tonight," you remarked in awe. "Are you a fan of astrology?" Eddie inquired, leaning closer to you, and you turned to regard him. "And you?" you countered. He shrugged. "Not particularly, but now that you mention it, Hawkins nights do hold a certain allure, don't they, Steve?"
"Indeed," Steve responded, the faint edge of irritation apparent in his tone. Eddie noticed, recognizing the signs of infatuation, and chose not to press the matter further. "Perhaps," he suggested, "rather than discussing stars, we should direct our attention to..."
An interruption broke the silence—a familiar screech that caused Dustin to halt abruptly, prompting everyone to freeze in place. He listened intently, ensuring it wasn't merely his imagination. "Do you all hear that?" he whispered, the sound growing louder. Your brothers remained nearby, while Steve stood steadfastly by your side. You could have sworn you felt his fingers graze yours, prompting you, out of habit, to reach for his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze. In that moment, he was your knight in shining armor.
Dean swiftly seized the flashlight, his actions quickened by a piercing scream resonating through the air. As you turned to confront the creature lurking in the shadows, a chill of fear gripped you, compounded by the sight of blood dripping from its jaw. Paralyzed, you sensed its menacing presence drawing nearer with each passing second. In the blink of an eye, it lunged towards you. "Y/N!" Steve's urgent voice reverberated in your mind as Dean barked orders at Sam to take the first shot. Yet, the gunfire proved futile against the relentless creature. "Steve!" Robin's frantic shout pierced through the chaos as she tossed him the bat. Everything unfolded too swiftly to comprehend.
Overwhelmed by the sheer presence of the creature, you found your knees giving way, sending you tumbling to the ground. In a swift response, Eddie rushed to your side, offering reassurance in a soothing tone. "It's alright, it's gone," he repeated, his words a steady anchor amidst the chaos. With trembling hands, you instinctively shielded your face, attempting to suppress the rising tide of screams threatening to escape.
Unbeknownst to the group, your father had been silently observing from the shadows all along. With keen interest, he monitored the actions of his two sons and daughter, though the sight of you among them caught him off guard. This situation served as a test, one that Dean might soon recall—it was designed to assess whether the two boys were prepared to tackle cases beyond their usual scope. However, your involvement was an unexpected twist, not part of the original plan. Little did John know, another version of himself had been lurking much closer than anticipated.
Sam was the first to discern John's presence. His disbelief was palpable, tinged with a hint of revulsion at the sight of his father seemingly unscathed, contrary to the myriad theories the three Winchesters had fervently debated in recent days. "Dad? Dad?" Dean's puzzled expression mirrored Sam's confusion, just as Steve swiftly dispatched the Demogorgon with a well-timed blow. 
"Boys," John greeted with a smile that felt forced. Max, sensing an underlying unease, found herself growing suspicious. Though not intimately acquainted with the Winchesters' father, her own encounters with flayed individuals had honed her instincts. "Guys," she interjected, attempting to capture Steve's attention, "I have my doubts about him." Steve, casting a brief glance at Hargrove, immediately redirected his focus upon hearing your faint cries, ensuring your well-being as he knelt beside Eddie. Meanwhile, your brothers stood frozen in astonishment at the sight of their impostor father.
"Dean?" Max's voice reverberated in your brother's mind, prompting him to turn towards her. "Yes?" he replied, noting the concern etched on her features. An instinctual feeling swept over him, suggesting that the figure before them wasn't their father. With Sam in close proximity, Dean couldn't resist beckoning him over, yet there was no response. "I don't believe it's your father," Max murmured softly, her words carrying a weight of conviction. "And what leads you to that conclusion?" Dean inquired, though inwardly he harbored similar suspicions. Despite clinging to a glimmer of hope, he remained open to Max's insight. "Do you notice any discrepancies?" Bingo. Dean scrutinized the man masquerading as their father, discerning subtle nuances in his smile, his gaze, and the feigned affection. It became increasingly apparent that whatever entity had taken control was failing miserably at replicating their father's mannerisms.
"I'm relieved to find you all here. I was growing concerned," the voice emanated, its tone unsettling. Max's intuition proved correct. Sensing trouble, Sam moved closer while Dean hastened towards him, their actions synchronized with the abrupt sound of another gunshot. The bullet found its mark, striking the impostor masquerading as John. A sickly green fluid oozed from his mouth, portending imminent danger. His once-human eyes now glowed an eerie white. In a stroke of luck, John had managed to discharge a bullet into his counterfeit form. Sam's eyes widened in horror as he cried out for his father.
Dean's grip tightened on his firearm, grappling with the uncertainty of the situation, questioning the authenticity of the figure before him. John's eyes met yours, a silent challenge conveyed through his gaze. Despite the tension, you managed to steady your breathing, feeling the weight of the moment. With Steve's presence lending you reassurance, you stood your ground, determined to maintain composure amidst the uncertainty.
"Bringing Y/N along, really?" Your father's tone dripped with a mix of disgust and shame, causing Sam to sense the weight of the situation. Understanding the pressure you were under, he rose to stand by your side. Meanwhile, Eddie and Steve, recognizing the need for composure, subtly suggested maintaining distance, hinting at the gravity of family matters. Despite their advice, you clung to their shirts, silently pleading for their support. "Please," your eyes implored. Thus, you, Sam, Eddie, Steve, Max, Lucas, Dustin, Robin, and Nancy maintained a respectful distance, observing the unfolding events.
Dean harbored discontent towards his father's stance on involving you in the discussion. While it had been acknowledged that reaching a certain age would inevitably draw you into the hunting lifestyle, akin to Sam's trajectory, Dean remained disheartened by the prospect. He often cited Sam's own journey, pointing out how it led him to abandon Stanford and commit to hunting full-time. Unlike Dean, Sam advocated for a conventional life for you, one filled with relationships and camaraderie. The time spent in Hawkins only solidified this perspective for you. "She's prepared," Dean asserted, though John's skepticism was evident.
"Y/N, return to the car," your father's voice rang out, commanding attention as all eyes turned towards where you knelt, shaking your head in defiance. "I said, return to the vehicle," he reiterated, employing the same authoritative tone he used on Sam during the vampire hunt. Just as you were about to interject, Sam's figure materialized beside you. Sensing the escalating tension, Steve cautiously ushered Eddie away, allowing space for Sam to intervene.
 He knelt beside you, meeting your gaze with familiarity, recognizing the turmoil reflected in your eyes—a familiar sight during conflicts between your father and himself. Understanding the need to address the situation decisively, not only for his own sake but for yours as well, he inquired, "Do you want me to speak to him, instead?"
A silent sob and a nod conveyed everything. "No, Dad," Sam's voice, grave and resonant, shattered the stillness. He reserved that tone for moments of utmost gravity. Dean attempted to interject, "Sam!" but his words fell on deaf ears; Sam had already approached their father. "She's not prepared," Sam asserted, his gaze penetrating the darkness of the night. Towering slightly over their father, he leaned in, exuding an air of palpable tension. "You are the reason she departed in the first place. In any case."
"What did you just say?" John's voice carried the weight of authority, now laced with a menacing undertone aimed at both his son and daughter for their insubordination. "You heard me," Sam retorted unwaveringly, his gaze hovering dangerously close to his father's collar, poised for confrontation. Yet, he refrained from physical action, mindful of the precarious situation in Hawkins. The tension between the two men simmered, with Dean positioned between them, striving to defuse the escalating conflict. "Yes, you left when your brother and I needed you. You chose her over us! Sam! You—"
"And let's not forget, Dad, you're the one who said, 'Don't come back.' You slammed that door shut on her, not me! You were just angry because you couldn't control her anymore!" Dean interjected, seizing his brother's collar to preempt any potential altercation. John, their father, fixed his gaze on you. Sam's accusation hit home. Despite your love for him, the scars from his domineering nature and the dangers of the hunt still haunted you. Was it all to prove a point about strength? Even now, the memories of that day haunted your dreams. 
"We're all exhausted," Dean interjected, attempting to diffuse the tension. "Now that we've found you, maybe we can head back to the motel." Sam's expression betrayed his reluctance, but it seemed like the most prudent course of action. With their father located, the Winchesters knew their business in Hawkins was concluded. However, your intentions were different. You had someone else in mind: Steve.
Steve observed the scene with mounting fury. The family conflict played out before him, and seeing you curled up, trying to hide your distress, fueled his anger. He was furious at your father for forcing you into a life you hadn't chosen, for making you feel trapped by the family legacy. Watching your brother stand up for you only deepened his ire. Later that night, while your brothers tried to calm your father. From how you would see him gently caressed your cheek, wiping away any lingering tears, and let you collapse into his arms. Murmuring soothing words such as, "Hey, it’s going to be alright. I’m here." And he meant it. He stayed with you all night, knowing that by tomorrow, you might be gone. Or so he thought.
The following night, you faintly recalled your brothers arguing, their voices rising until they stepped outside to avoid waking you. The hunt had left you drained, but your father's harsh words lingered in your mind. With your eyes closed, feigning sleep, you heard the front door of the motel room creak open. Your father entered and knelt beside you, gently brushing the hair from your face. The look on his face, one you couldn't forget, made you wonder if Sam had managed to get through to him. "I am so sorry..." he murmured softly.
His voice was hoarse from crying. Whatever they had discussed was more significant than you had imagined, affecting not just you but Sam as well. As his twin, you had always stood by his side, through thick and thin. Your father, recognizing this bond, finally broke the silence, "If you want to go to college," he said, his voice laden with emotion, "then you can. I love you."
He hadn't wanted to wake you, but his genuine words stirred you. You couldn't help but lean in and wrap your arm around his waist just as he was about to leave. Initially thinking you were asleep, his eyes widened in surprise, then softened as he smiled and returned your embrace. When your brothers returned with food, Sam smiled but refrained from teasing, not wanting to embarrass you. "Dinner?" he asked simply, the warmth of the moment lingering in the air.
Your father glanced at you as you wiped away the last of your dried tears. Nodding, you joined the three men at the dinner table. As you ate, your thoughts drifted to Steve and the longing to see him one last time. "I know we're leaving tomorrow, but..." you began, cheeks flushing. Dean, catching on immediately, spoke through a mouthful of sandwich, "The lover boy?" He raised an eyebrow. Both Sam and your father chuckled, with your father raising an eyebrow in mock confusion. "Who?" he asked, though he clearly knew. "Steve," you murmured, so softly that your family made you repeat it. "Who?" they echoed, smirking. "Steve! Alright, jeez. Anyway, I have to return my DVDs anyway."
Dean rolled his eyes, even though he was notoriously inept when it came to romance. Seeing you with someone, especially someone like Steve, was undeniably endearing. He knew Steve was a good guy—after all, he had helped a complete stranger in the woods, which had led to more than just uncovering their father's disappearance. Now they knew their dad had been flayed. While Dean hated the idea of leaving so soon, he understood that helping Hawkins was necessary. And if it meant you could spend a little more time with Steve, he didn’t mind at all. "You know," he said in a suggestive tone, "I talked with this Dustin kid..."
You met your brother's gaze, eyebrows furrowed, sensing he was onto something significant. "Spill," Sam demanded.
"Well, I also talked to Dad," Dean began. "We discovered something more sinister lurking beneath Hawkins. They need all the help they can get, so I offered our assistance. We’ll be staying a few days to start our search." Your eyes widened in shock and joy as you processed your brother's words. This meant you might be staying for weeks, even months, given the seriousness of the Upside Down situation. And it also meant more time with Steve. “So, we’re staying?” you asked, excitement evident in your voice. Dean nodded with a smile, ruffling your hair. "Don't get too excited, Chipmunk. But yes, and Dad is joining in."
You couldn't be more grateful, and as the three of you settled into bed that night, only one thought occupied your mind: Steve.
The next morning, your brothers and father decided to eat at the nearest café in Hawkins. Over breakfast, you managed to gather more information: one piece related to Max's curse and another concerning Eddie's possible connection to Chrissy's murder, a name you learned only afterward. “And I thought vampires were bad,” you quipped, eliciting chuckles from your brothers. Given your extensive hunting records and those of your brothers and father, it was evident that this situation in Hawkins was unlike anything you had faced before.
After breakfast, while your family was investigating with Dustin's help, you decided to visit the store. Steve was nowhere to be found, so you gently placed the DVDs on the counter and waited. As time passed, your patience waned. With a sigh, you left the DVDs and some cash on the table, resigning yourself to the thought that Steve might already be thinking of someone else, perhaps even kissing another girl. Just as you were about to leave, a familiar voice called out, “Y/N! So sorry, it was my break shift. I didn’t–”
Your face brightened at his presence, a wave of relief washing over you for not considering his break earlier. You watched him clumsily put on his vest and walk toward you for a hug. “You okay?” he asked, releasing you and focusing entirely on you, his eyes filled with affection. You nodded, a small smile playing on your lips. “Yes, we finally managed to talk it out with my father,” you murmured, still processing the emotional weight of the conversation.
Steve's concern was palpable, but relief washed over his face as you spoke. “Also,” he added, a smile spreading across his lips, “I heard you’ll be staying here for a while, huh?” His teasing tone made you roll your eyes, but you couldn’t help but smile, nodding your head and murmuring a soft, “Mhm.”
"Yep, my brothers insisted on helping as much as they can," you said, appreciating their unwavering support, even in the gravest situations. It was one of the many reasons you wanted to join their hunts; balancing college and hunting didn't seem so daunting after all. "This means seeing your face all day," you added with a teasing pout, trying to feign offense. Steve's chuckle and eye roll, however, told you he saw right through your playful act.
"Ouch, I am hurt," he said sarcastically, stepping closer. It was now or never, he thought. If he waited another day, another week, who knew when he'd get another chance to express his feelings. "You know," his voice became slightly hoarse as his eyes roamed over your face and body. His fingers gently brushed your chin, lifting your gaze to meet his. Up close, you realized how striking Steve's eyes were—something you'd have to get used to. "I don't have anything planned for tonight," he purred, making you tilt your head in feigned innocence. You knew Steve had something in mind, even if he wasn't saying it outright.
"I was thinking of inviting you over for a movie night at my place. I'll cover the pizza," he offered, his words causing your cheeks to warm. While you felt the urge to inform your brothers, you decided to wait until later, until you were at Steve's house. "Alright, lover boy," you said, using the nickname your brother had coined for him. Steve grunted and rolled his eyes, dismissing the teasing. "So, tonight at 8, Chipmunk?" he added with a smirk, to which you responded with a playful glare.
"Eight o'clock it is," you agreed. Just as you felt the warmth of Steve's proximity, the door swung open. In walked Dustin, Max, Eddie, and your brothers. Dean, unable to resist, was the first to comment. "Alright, lovebirds, we've got some research to do. If you want my sister by eight, we need to get started immediately."
"Dean!" you protested, turning to face your brother with a glare. He smirked and followed Dustin to the DVD computer, while Steve protested for more carefulness. As everyone crowded around the screen, Sam approached you, leaving the two of you momentarily alone. "You know," he said with a genuine smile, "if you want to go to college—" You shook your head. Despite your father’s agreement, you couldn’t leave your family behind; you loved them too much. "No, I really think I'm ready," you replied. Sam raised an eyebrow, taken aback but relieved, and wrapped one arm around you in a quick hug.
"Then let’s kill this thing," Sam said, and you nodded, following him. Who would have thought that a place you initially hoped would hold clues about your father's whereabouts would also be where you'd find friends and someone to count on—Steve Harrington. "You okay?" Steve murmured as you joined him, noticing your brief discussion with Sam. "Yes, I am," you replied with a smile, feeling his hand gently squeeze yours. "I just can’t wait for tonight as well," you confessed, and you could have sworn you saw Steve's cheeks warm at your comment, which you found adorably endearing. He leaned in to press a kiss on your cheek, returning the favor.
"I am too," he said.
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princessmisery666 · 21 days ago
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Christmas With Dean
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@justagirlinafandomworld is running a wonderful flash fic challenge and the muses are having fun. So here's a master list of all the little ficlets that make a mini series.
Warnings: fluff, flirting.
W/C: 1,174 total.
Characters: Dean Winchester x reader (you)
A/N: I realize Dean may be a little OOC but I need some fluff!! 
Part 1 Snowflakes - catching snowflakes with Dean - 100 words
Part 2 Cold Hands - Dean has a solution for your cold hands. 103 words
Part 3 Mistletoe - Dancing in the kitchen with Dean. 99 words
Part 4 Christmas To Me - The best Christmas gift is being with Dean. 100 words
Part 5 Christmas & Cassettes - Dean won’t admit he likes Christmas music. - 145 words
Part 6 - The Storm Inside - The snow has cleared, it’s time to go your separate ways. 627 words
Tags under cut
Tags: @alexxavicry / @deandreamer / @deanwinchesterswitch / @fandom-princess-forevermore /
@foxyjwls007 / @jc-winchester / @justagirlinafandomworld / @katbratsupernaturalwhore
/ @leigh70 / @letsbys-library / @lyarr24 / @mrswhozeewhatsis / @nancymcl/
@shanimallina87 / @stoneyggirl2 / @waywardbaby / @wildbornsiren / @writercole/
@dean-winchester-is-a-warrior/ @Pank0w / @kmc1989/ @figurantedefilme/ @deans-spinster-witch /
@spnbaby-67 / @roseblue373 / @b3autyfuld1sast3r
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sundrop-writes · 6 months ago
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Sundrop's Official Maze Runner Taglist
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So - I have just found out that Tumblr only allows 50 tags maximum per post, which means that I am going to have to divide up the way I track each tag list into individual posts, and it means that there will only be 50 slots per taglist. So please regard the rules that I have outlined here, and know that if you don't follow those rules, I will drop you from the taglist - because this is extra work for me when posting fics and I am doing this for the benefit of people who want to have easier access to fanfiction, not for myself.
This post has been made as my personal way to keep track of the taglist - you can ask to be removed at any time.
The Maze Runner Taglist: @vikingqueen28 | @lovelyficsushouldread | @madi6969 | @hernandez2006 | @sage-burrow | @nobodystrawtea | @viriandi-is-a-witch | @gallyismylittlesilly | @charswhore | @kildareprincess | @crazypinkchic | @yes-fangirl-things | @lemme-ship-that-ship | @ellanorloves2read | @kissesmellow21 | @figurantedefilme | @pinkberryfox | @a-strawberry-typing | @nobodystrawteas | @go7away | @destinys-dreamer | @acourtofidiots | @ilovebluesliens | @girlnred | @illbedeadat27 | @rinabea-blog | @beabee222 | @bloodysammy | @cthood |
If you want to be added to this taglist, you can do so by replying to this post or interacting with this post in some way. But please make sure that you have your mentions turned on first, otherwise I literally cannot add you to the taglist.
I do not do taglists for individual characters, so being a part of this taglist means you will be included in being tagged in fanfiction about Newt, Gally, Minho, Thomas, and any other characters from the series that I take any interest in writing about. Happy reading!
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dubina-dawkins · 28 days ago
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heyy, um, like, i saw that you take requests for andy gallagher, i love him and just don't see anything about him, so maybe you could do some headcanons with him, literally anything you want, i'll be extremely happy with anything you cook, or if you don't want to do it with him, you can do it with sam too, this got really confusing, sorry, tysm
>HIII!!! i really love Andy and was sooo happy to see your req like finally!!! had some thoughts on him for quite a lot of time so here it is
ANDY GALLAGHER | SFW HEADCANONS
pairing: none actually! tho in some places it's a bit of samandy but you can take it as andy x reader too
warnings and notes: some fluff, set somewhere before ep21 s2, drugs mentioned (it's a bad thing idk if i really need to say it), english is not my first language so mistakes may take place, divider by @bernardsbendystraws
REBLOGS WILL BE APPRECIATED
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>> yeah, his abilities are cool - andy sometimes feels like a true superhero...
>> ...but it scares him, when it comes to his beloved ones. so, after his acquaintance with winchesters, he didn't actually use it. like, yeah, he improved, but his trainings were always on some people he didn't know
>> not only did he transmitted some explicit thoughts directly into the heads of people he didn't like
>> once andy was reading some adult magazine... like bustyasianbeauties or something
>> and there was that one guy that he remembered from school... so guess what he did?
>> poor guy looked stressed
>> andy certainly is the person that can panic most of the time
>> but! he still had an idea of becoming a hunter
>> brothers really inspired him...
>> he found a case - some vampire, cool, it sounded easy
>> but it wasn't. again, he's a panicker
>> one look from that goth-looking girl that he assigned was a vampire, a wink from her?
>> he's already in the bar bathroom
>> "sam? it might seem crazy what i'm boutta tell ya-"
>> this woman wasn't even one of the vampires
>> actually! andy calls sam a lot
>> "if he gave me his number, that means he wants me to call, right?"
>> but sometimes he feels guilty about this
>> when he gives sam a call, and instead of familiar "hi,andy! what's up?" he hears that
>> "andy, sorry, really sorry, but it's not the right moment- almost done, dean! 'll call you later"
>> but sam actually does call him back
>> there's not really much of comfort in andy's life
>> that's why he uses weed...
>> nothing worse tho!
>> but there's other addicting things
>> such as cuddles...
>> when someone else's arms are wrapped around him, andy's just so done
>> but he loves to hug other people as well; it's just that most of the times he's shorter and smaller
>> stress mades him lose much weight ig... but his closest try to get him to eat at least something
>> "salads are really good for your health, andy"
>> "sam, you're gonna kill the guy with your diets"
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a/n: @figurantedefilme thanks for that req again!!! there's not a lot, but anyways...
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sammyluvr · 3 months ago
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tag game !
— how do you see yourself as an aesthetic moodboard ? tagged by @tpwkelle ! tysm elle <33
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tagging : @transchesters @figurantedefilme @deadgirlsam @toadspondofwhimsy @radioactivatedspider @nebulacrumbs + anyone else who wants! no pressure tags ofc <3
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just-a-casual-newtasaur · 2 months ago
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War of Hearts
Prologue and chapter officially here, please excuse the moodboard my brain is half switched off but I couldn’t go to sleep without updating.
Hope you enjoy!!!
Taglist: @just-a-girl-who-loves-tmr @figurantedefilme
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mxltifxnd0m · 2 months ago
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.𖤐 taglist !
-> rules ! 𖤐 please send in a ask or dm to be added ! also specify which one(s) 𖤐 fics are sfw unless stated otherwise but some do include nsfw themes so your age must be 18+ and stated in your blog bio
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𖤐 supernatural
-> general [any and all fics]: @sammyluvr / @rubyvhs / @figurantedefilme / @angelicjackles / @s7nburn /
@tusk-rumours /
-> sam lovers: @samwinchesterlover911
-> dean lovers: @star-yawnznn / @amberlthomas
[more characters to be added]
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𖤐 teen wolf
-> general [any and all fics]: @sammyluvr / @figurantedefilme /
-> stiles lovers:
-> isaac lovers:
[more characters to be added]
-> [fandoms will be added if when branch out and write for some]
thank you thank you for reading and enjoying my work <3
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prentissluvr · 3 months ago
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MARI'S TAGLISTS send an ask or dm to be added! please specify which one(s).
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⟢ SPN; general (all supernatural fics, including nsfw so your age must be 18+ and visible on your blog) : @toadspondofwhimsy ; @mxltifxnd0m ; @figurantedefilme
⟢ SPN; sfw (for my minors & ageless blogs! and ofc those who don't care for smut<3) : none !
⟢ CM; general (all criminal minds fics, including nsfw so your age must be 18+ and visible on your blog) : none !
⟢ CM; sfw (for my minors & ageless blogs! and ofc those who don't care for smut<3) : none !
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thanks for your interest in my fics !! <333
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sammyluvr · 3 months ago
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CRY FOR ME ; MARI’S KINKTOBER 2024
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welcome to my first kinktober!! this one’s for the supernatural sapphics and sam lovers! as always, minors and ageless blogs caught interacting will be blocked without a second thought. and i promise, i check :) fics will be posted every tuesday and saturday of the month at 6 p.m. eastern standard time (except the last, which will be posted on the 31st). please enjoy <3
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MASTERLIST !
⟢ day one (oct 1) — finger sucking + sam winchester
⟢ day two (oct 5) — thigh riding + jo harvelle
⟢ day three (oct 8) — threesome + sam winchester & jessica moore
⟢ day four (oct 12)  — dacryphilia + ruby
⟢ day five (oct 15)  — size kink + sam winchester
⟢ day six (oct 19) — edging + charlie bradbury
⟢ day seven (oct 22) — overstimulation + transfem!sam winchester
⟢ day eight (oct 26) — cunnilingus + jo harvelle
⟢ day nine (oct 29) — priest kink + sam winchester
⟢ day ten (oct 31) — blood play + ruby
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kinktober taglist : @figurantedefilme , @this-is-me19 ,  @ponygyatt ,  @tranquilitybasegrunge , @toadspondofwhimsy , @anu-piyakya97 , @yeyrpp2 , @maeve-a24 , send an ask or dm to be added! please have your age visible somewhere on your blog before asking !!!
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anystalker707 · 17 days ago
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thanks for tagging xxxx @bimbo-baggins17 also tagged me thankis
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yeah, both sound like true
tagging @eyed-knife @thewordworrier @figurantedefilme @hhoneylemon
Tag game time baby
Ok here are the rules:
1: Go to Character Headcanon Generator
2: Type the name of your current #1 kin character/comfort character
3: Press the "Create Headcanon" button
4: Take a screenshot of the headcanon that it generated and post it in your reblog
5: Tag some moots
Here I'll go first :3
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Tags:
@drizzlemoth @lunozapp @hey-imma-fangirl @awakentrashpanda @aintan0driscollnomore @mylivingend @orangeleftyart @flower--ghoul @selora-florients @n-atsu @ol1verdrawsyt @skullgirlrawr @stitcheds-sewing-box @carnationstars @dat1jamesandthegiantpeach @worldsbiggestnerd101 @fanoffandoms23 @foulfictkin @chaosbug-png @sillyjesters @datotota @catinabeartrap
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just-a-casual-newtasaur · 3 months ago
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𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗' 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞
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New fic, if you want to go check it out I’d be really grateful. It’s not the best, this is what my brain made after pulling myself out of the depths of writers block. Anyways, enjoy!!!
Taglist:
@figurantedefilme
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prentissluvr · 3 months ago
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CRY FOR ME ; MARI’S KINKTOBER 2024
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welcome to my first kinktober!! this one’s for the supernatural sapphics and sam lovers! as always, minors and ageless blogs caught interacting will be blocked without a second thought. and i promise, i check :) fics will be posted every tuesday and saturday of the month at 6 p.m. eastern standard time (except the last, which will be posted on the 31st). please enjoy <3
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MASTERLIST !
⟢ day one (oct 1) — finger sucking + sam winchester
⟢ day two (oct 5) — thigh riding + jo harvelle
⟢ day three (oct 8) — threesome + sam winchester & jessica moore
⟢ day four (oct 12) — dacryphilia + ruby
⟢ day five (oct 15) — size kink + sam winchester
⟢ day six (oct 19) — edging + charlie bradbury
⟢ day seven (oct 22) — overstimulation + fem!sam winchester
⟢ day eight (oct 26) — cunnilingus + jo harvelle
⟢ day nine (oct 29) — priest kink + sam winchester
⟢ day ten (oct 31) — blood play + ruby
FICS WILL BE POSTED ON @sammyluvr !! moving blogs!
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kinktober taglist : @figurantedefilme, @this-is-me19, @ponygyatt, @tranquilitybasegrunge, @toadspondofwhimsy, @anu-piyakya97, send an ask, dm, or comment to @sammyluvr to be added! please have your age visible somewhere on your blog before asking !!!
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just-a-casual-newtasaur · 3 months ago
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✨ Follower/Mutual Appreciation ✨
I saw @loloisloco and their post appreciating mutuals and it made me realise how amazing followers and mutuals actually are. I feel like getting a new follower is like getting a little virtual hug and someone saying, “I like what your doing”
So I’d like to give some love to my followers and mutuals:
Mutuals:
- @promisesbutnevertokeep: such a kind, sweet person, thank you for spreading the love. 💕
- @loloisloco, @ssseashell, @cherie-luvv, @victoriandrama: you guys are amazing, some of my favourite writers here, I look up to yall so so much, love you and everything you do!!!! Never thought that any of you would follow me but here we are ✨ thank you, you have made my life so much better.
- @newtandmalfoy: you’ve been here a while and you are awesome, thank you for everything you’ve ever liked or even stopped to read, it means so much ✨
- @figurantedefilme: thank you for your kind, supportive words, ilysm 🫶
- @just-a-girl-who-loves-tmr: my wonderful sister 😁
- @willow-wc: all the way back from the good old days of spark ❤️
- @ghostly-xxo: someone who never failed to provide entertainment, you were there from the beginning ☀️
- @afalls14universe: thank you for all your nice words, you were always one of the first to like my fics so thank you!! 🤩
- @kildareprincess: my very first follower, the one who started it all 💓
Followers:
- @dyieying, @wolfielilyy, @harryskneetattoos, @angel-vin, @vinkio0, @madi6969, @pixlelix-blog, @leighannsstuff, @fungiattck, @zanawhois, @whenimscreamingatthesky, @fruityfangirl, @myw0rldis0ver, @rocdraco, @monkey-d-luffy-2002, @bri-the-fando-meister, @whentheysayspeaknowww13, @sparklypuppyking, @yourrfavvperson, @jai-lovely, @radstrangerdinosaur, @jensen-slut, @lovefaen, @generalflowerbasement, @sssangstergangstersss, @anxious-fern, @swanangell, @habarnamibia, @strawbxrryjam, @moonaae, @iwishitwas, @minewtiscute, @a-px, @destinys-dreamer, @nightfurya, @kewuime, @livingsecret, @itislunasworld, @mynicknameisgasoline, @fairyofshmpoo, @love-you-louise, @candelaria22-blog1, @shimaashaban22, @secretshrimp17, @griffinclawforlife, @ekuxii, @actio-immanens: Thank you all for your support, I couldn’t have got were I am now without each and every one of you. Thank you for your kind words, likes and follows, it really means a lot to me!!!! Keep spreading the love and positivity, you are all amazing ✨✨✨✨
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