#god these are all of tumblr's fav babygirls. sorry

[sexy-sapphic-sorcerer]

all UK white actors exist on a scale from 'handsome squidward' to 'cow from barnyard' and 'rat' to 'frog'

[smithcollegegirls2004]

hey!!! anon that asked for mcr recommendations and advice on getting past the “missing out” feeling, back again!! first of all i wanted to say thank you sm for writing such a big response and giving me so many helpful recommendations!!!! all of this really means a lot to me and is extremely reassuring, so thank you <33 and i 100% agree that despite my regret of not getting into the band earlier this is definitely the best time to be an mcr fan based off of everything that’s been going on!!!! it is unbelievably heart-warming to see how happy and healthy everybody in the band is right now!! and seeing mcr tumblr go completely off the walls over cheergate recently was such a fun time and god did it make me Feel. i just remember going through an abundance of posts that night from trans/nonbinary people talking abt how much it meant to them and how happy they were for gerard, and for the same reasons it meant a lot to me as well. ALSO omg three cheers for revenge enjoyer hello!!!!! i literally found a three cheers shirt the other day and immediately impulse-bought it bc i knew i’d be dedicating myself to mcr’s discography very soon and that album cover is one of my favourites ever!!!! the album cover of all time (real). not to mention three cheers has the ghost of you on there my babygirl my sweet cheese my rotten soldier <33 oh and i listened to sleep for the first time recently as well????? mass casualties. i think sleep, mama and the ghost of you are my current faves pre-full-discography dive!! and on that note i’m so curious to know what ur fav mcr songs are!!!! AND ur fav three cheers song!!

ANON IM SO HAPPY UR BACK AND GETTING INTO THEM … peace and love on planet earth. its always a good time to be an mcr fan but we are thriving right now. theres a certain contagious joy in their happiness that spreads to us i think and its so beautiful to witness .also im so glad that u are a sleep enjoyer because shes my special girl <3333 love of my life ….

also ur so right abt three cheers album art truly iconic and we will always love . Always

ALSOENEURIUUUGFH okay i feel like my faves shift a lot because my taste changes and also because i truly do not believe they have a single bad song . BUT i do have like a loose top ten, with my top two being boy division & prison (sorry for being gay) and then everything falling into a nonspecific order after that : sharpest lives / jetset life / ftwww / vampire money / honey, this mirror / sleep / our lady of sorrows & either bury me in black or hang em high. i think. i dont know i have brain damage and i could write individual theses about every song they’ve ever made. im dying here . its so hard to be a bulletsrevengeblackparadedangerdaysconventionalweapons girl in this economy

and prison stands as my fav three cheers song but i usually stick jetset life as ALMOST tied with it but also its such a good album like truly no skips. every single song makes me go batshit fucking crazy everytime.

[holylulusworld]

Lesson Learned - Awakening

Summary: All you wanted was a night out, a few drinks and fun with a hot guy. Dean has other plans…

Pairing: Demon!Dean x Reader, unnamed demons, Castiel, Sam Winchester

Warnings: angst, dirty talk, smut, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex, dub-con, kidnapping, breeding kink, comforting, non-con cuddling (yes, that’s a warning kiddo’s!), scared reader, language, slight choking (non-sexual)

Sequel to: Lesson learned

Kinktober Special: Pregnancy Sex

Kinktober Specials

“Never go home with a stranger, Sweetheart. Lesson learned…I guess…”

These words echo through your mind while you stroke your four months baby bump. Watching Dean talking to another demon, giving the black-eyed bastard, as you call them, orders you feel tears well up your eyes once again.

Dean is treating you like a queen, protects you and is attentively in any way but he’s still a demon. 

You heard rumors. Rumors about his brother being a hunter and an angel. Both men seem to search for Dean and you silently pray to the man, the angel, the demons call Castiel.

Your captor smirks, giving you a wink as his eyes land on your swollen belly. He’s satisfied. You are the right girl, he chose wisely. Everyone wanted him to choose a demon possessing a vessel, but he knew you are the one carrying his heir.

Shushing the demon occupying his attention away Dean strides toward you. He’s already rock-hard again. Only the sight of your swollen belly and your growing breasts makes him growl loudly.

“Baby Girl, you look so delicious, could devour you day and night. How about we get comfortable again?” Dean whispers in your ear and you start to shiver.

You got no clue what he does to you but the moment Dean touches you your body is on fire and slick is pooling between your thighs.

“Dean…again?” You whisper.

Your captor doesn’t answer. He’s too busy to pick you up to carry you toward the cozy bedroom he prepared in hell for you and him. It’s the only room not looking as if it comes straight out of a nightmare.

“I want what’s mine. I want to feel my baby while I pound this tight pussy. Imagine a whole football team…” Dean groans and you need to tame your wildly beating heart.

“Football team?” Gasping you let Dean rip the dress covering your modesty apart. He’s eying you with darkened eyes, sinking to his knees to rest his ear against your swollen belly. “Yeah…want more. I can feel my son inside of you, such a strong boy. I wish you could feel him too…”

“I feel him, Dean. Every. Single. Day. I feel my baby…our baby.” You sniffle. “I’m afraid to raise him here, Dean. Can we not go somewhere else? Only you and me?”

“I can’t leave hell! I’m the king of hell, their knight, Sweetheart. I promise no one will dare to lay a finger on you or my son.”

His lips start to kiss your tummy and you close your eyes, feeling Dean slipping one hand between your legs to tease your entrance.

“So wet for me, Baby. I knew you want me too. I can feel the desperation for my cock grow with every day of your pregnancy. Soon you will barely be able to be without me pounding this cunt.”

“Dean. I don’t know how to raise a child in hell.”

Words dying in your throat you let the demon, the king of hell place you onto the bed. You can barely blink before his head is buried between your legs, nipping at your sensitive clit.

“We will find a way, my queen, now shut these pretty lips and let me fuck you. I’m rock-hard since this morning. Hate these meetings and hell sometimes.” 

Sliding his tongue through your folds Dean moans, as his rough hands hold your thighs open, gripping the flesh tightly. 

Giving in once again your watch Dean working your clit, before his skilled muscle slips into your hole, teasing you with fast thrusts.

“Dean…please…god…” You fall onto the pillow, pressing the palms of your hands against the headboard as Dean takes you apart. The demon knows exactly how to rule your body.

“God won’t help you; he was never on your side. But I’m here and will help you…cum.” Dean grins, something sinister on his lips but mischief in his eyes he wipes his face clean with the back of his hand.

He’s crawling slowly over your body, covering your trembling form. Dean’s lips claim yours, hands spreading you wide he enters you in one go, cursing as he bottoms out. Oddly he’s gentler over the last months, since he got to know you are carrying his child.

Knees dug into the mattress he moves your legs over his waist, holding your thighs in a tight grip before he starts thrusting into you. You know this game. In this position, he can rule your whole body and watch you cum for him.

Grinning he nods, licking his lips as he starts moving in earnest. Your hands fist the silky sheets while you take all Dean has to give. 

“Going to fill you again. Maybe I fuck a second baby into you. How does that sound, Y/N? No way you will ever not be pregnant with my little demons.” He growls, almost feral. Not caring about your gasps, he moves his hips faster, now hitting your sweet spot.

“Dean! I can’t…oh…god…” Cursing you want to protest; want to tell him he can’t get you pregnant all the time but the pleasure spreading through your body let you fall silent.

“That’s it, such a good girl for me, my queen.” You barely hear his grunts or feel his cum floating your belly.

----

After the pleasure fades you feel despair once again. You are in hell, held hostages by its king and pregnant with his child.

Dean tries as always to hold you in his arms, to cuddle you. You always enjoyed ‘cuddling’ after sex but with a demon, it feels so wrong.

Struggling to not squirm in his hold you feel his chest pressing against your back and his hot breath fanning over your exposed skin. Dean insists on holding you for at least an hour so you lie next to him, counting the minutes.

“I know you are not happy with this situation, but you will be, soon. You will see the wonders I can offer to you, Y/N. You’re mine and I care about what’s mine.”

“What if I don’t want to be yours? What if I was happy with my life?” You raise your voice and Dean wraps one hand around your throat, chuckling darkly as he squeezes your windpipe.

“Don’t get me wrong. I can still knock another whore up. You are no one special to me. Only a random slut I banged and got her pregnant. I can kill you right now and wouldn’t care at all.” Dean growls and tears slip down your cheeks. “Choose wisely, Baby Girl. Me or death…”

Touching your baby bump you close your eyes, whispering you and Dean let go of your throat, now cuddling you as if nothing happened. “Good girl. Now sleep.”

----

Awaking you hear screams echo through the hallways. Dean is cursing, fighting against two men you never saw before. You stare at the scene with wide, fearful eyes as one of the men handcuffs the demon keeping you safe.

“No! Let me go. I need to protect my queen and my child!” Dean yells.

The taller man stares at your shaking form, eyes soft he wants to say something but then the door bursts open and demons run into the room, smirking.

“Well…well. I guess your whore is ours now.” One of the demons smirks trying to drag you off the bed but the other man, wearing a trenchcoat stabs him with a long silver knife - or is it a sword?

“You need to save my queen!” Dean curses struggling against the tall man. The guy in the trench coat is picking you up, covering your modesty with a blanket. 

Before you can blink you find yourself placed onto a foreign bed. The man smiles, covering you with a warm blanket. “I heard your prayers, Y/N. I have to go back and help Sam.”

“Castiel?”

“I’ll be right back…”

----

You can hear the demon scream. Not knowing what will happen now you sit on the bed, shaking in fear. What if Dean dies? What if the baby inside of you is a demon?

“It’s not a demon, Y/N. The little boy is strong and sadly he will have special powers but he’s mostly human. If you raise him right, with Dean’s help, he will be the savior of the world one day.” Castiel whispers. “Dean will be himself soon. He will need you…”

“He kidnapped me, forced pregnancy on me. Why should I help him?” Your voice full of anger you shake your head. 

“Dean was looking for you so long, Y/N. I can’t tell you why, it’s not my place to tell you.” The angel wants to leave the room, but you grab his hand, looking up at him. 

“Why did he look for me?”

“I can only tell you and Dean met before, in another life…”

Part 3 -  Lesson Learned – What’s past is past

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[holylulusworld]

Layers

Summary: Dean’s latest fling hated he was wearing too many layers; you think it’s sexy…

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader (platonic)

Warnings: angst, jealousy, mentions of sexual intercourse (interrupted), shameless flirting, ogling, tension, dirty talk, needy Dean, a hint of a cruel reader, implied smut

Another lonely night passed, and you wake up with a sore body. After a particularly rough hunt, Dean left the bar with a random chick while Sam and you decided to take the opportunity and do some research for the next case Jody told you about.

It took you the whole night so even after a refreshing shower you are still tired and pissed. Normally you try to ignore the jealousy welling up but last night was different. Dean was talking to you, cupping your cheek and you thought he would finally make a move but sadly he preferred another woman… again.

Rummaging in your bag you try to find a new pair of panties as someone opens your door. Assuming it’s Sam you don’t look up only to hear someone whistle behind you.

“What a way to wish me a good morning…” Just now you realize Dean must’ve gotten a glimpse of your naked ass. Squealing you toss a shoe at the tall hunter, who just catches it, chuckling.

“You didn’t have to stare, Winchester. I bet the chick last night had a way better ass…” Muttering you don’t look at Dean while you search for your prey.

“Gotcha!” Waving your panties, you chuckle. “Little bitch tried to hide from my preying eye.” Dean let out a low growl at the sight of your still wet body and the flimsy panties in your hands.

Surprised by the odd noise leaving his lips you look over your shoulder to see Dean almost drooling, while his eyes roam your body. Tongue wetting his lips he tightens the grip at his bag.

“Seriously, Dean? Didn’t you get enough action last night? I bet she was a good little slut.” Not able to keep the disgust out of your tone you glare at Dean who doesn’t stop staring at you.

“I got nothing last night…” Now he drops his bag, slumping onto the chair to look up at you. “Am I wearing too many layers to be sexy?” He asks and you choke on air. Is that a trick? Does he know about your secret kink?

“UH—ahem…I’ve got no clue what you are talking about, Dean.” Praying your face did not give away your dirty thoughts you look Dean straight in the face.

“The chick last night got bored after trying to get me out of my layers…” Dean explains, pointing toward the clothes his wearing.

Head tilted you eye Dean up and down while your fingers start fisting your towel. “I think…uh…it’s sexy…”

“Sexy?” Dean searches your face, not getting what you mean he waits for an explanation. While you are too distracted by imagining to peel Dean out of all his layers you start daydreaming and a dirty grin appears all over his face.

“Y/N?”

“Oh, yeah….” Clearing your throat, you secure the towel before you sit onto the chair next to Dean. Lower lip trapped between his teeth he tries so hard to not stare at your damp hair or the water running down your collarbone.

“I need to know, Y/N…please…”

“For fuck’s sake, it’s hot, okay. I imagine peeling you out of all these layers, slowly. I would start with your jacket, shoving it down your broad shoulders while you look at me with those hungry eyes. Then…” Now you get up to get to his side, fisting his hair to make Dean look up at you. “I would kiss you roughly, sweeping my tongue over these plush lips.”

Panting heavily, cock straining against his pants Dean moves one hand to your thighs, stroking the soft skin. “…and then?” His voice is hoarse, pupils’ lust-blown the tall hunter wants you to keep on talking.

“Then, Baby I would unbutton your flannel, slowly. Button for button till you are a panting mess. Hmm…maybe I would nip at your jaw meanwhile. When I’m done I would shove it roughly down your shoulders.” Dean is barely able to think straight when you straddle his lap to grind against his erection.

“Y/N…please…”

“Ah…let me finish this first…” Your fingers slide through his hair, making a mess out of it as you keep on talking. “Finished with your flannel I would push you against the wall, shoving your shirt up to your body while my tongue slides over your stomach up to your nipples to gently bite the nubs.”

Dean’s losing his mind slowly with the way you grind against him and the words leaving your lips. Your eyes meet his green orbs and you shake your head when he tries to kiss you.

“Nope. I’m not done, Dean. I would get rid of your shirt and then…” Chuckling you lean closer, pressing your breasts into his chest while your lips and teeth nip along his ear shell. “I would open your belt, followed by your zipper and shove your pants and boxers down to get access to my goal. OH, Dean…I would take you in my mouth, but before I would wet my lips to make it better for you, big boy.”

“OH…GOD!” Dean is close to creaming his pants the moment you bite his neck before you moan against him. “Please…fuck…”

“I’m not done, Dean.” There’s an evil grin on your face but Dean can’t see it as you bite his neck again, not caring about the way your body reacts to the tall hunter. “Right before you could cum down my throat I would drop my towel and show you how wet you made me. I would crawl onto the bed over there, show you my ass and you could take me hard for the rest of the night while I scream your name loud enough for Sammy to hear it…”

“Do it…all of it.” Dean gasps trying to get hold of your towel as you leave his lap, shrugging. “Nope…”

“Nope?” Confused Dean watches you grabbing your clothes, giving him a wink.

“Yeah, nope. I’m no consolation prize, Dean. Last night, I would’ve done all these things with you as you flirted with me. You touched me and I was so goddamn wet to get going right away but you…”

Smirking you drop the towel, making Dean growl low in his throat. “…preferred leaving the bar with this boring chick without fantasy or passion. I’m not doing it with you as you found no one else…”

The bathroom door slams shut behind you and Dean is blinking a few times, realizing he could’ve had the night of his life, maybe for the rest of his life if he didn’t ignore you…

He’s sitting on the chair, cock painfully throbbing when he hears Sam opening the door, smirking at his brother. “Didn’t get any, huh?”

“Bitch!”

“Well, Y/N was in a bad mood too. Muttered the whole night about layers and musk. Got no clue what she meant.”

Sam keeps on talking until you leave the bathroom. Wearing more layers than ever. Jacket. Flannel. Shirt. Dean’s eyes darken and he jumps up to push his brother out of the room, locking it.

“Now, Baby Girl, I’m going to peel you out of these layers…” Smirking Dean stalks toward you, shoving his jacket down his shoulders and you gasp. “Going to do it for you and any other night…” Dean licks his lips, unbuttoning his flannel. “…you can peel me out of my layers from now on…”

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[holylulusworld]

Anger

Request: Hey can u write a Jensen x actress!reader (married to j) shot where the reader makes him angry and then hot Dom/ angry!Jensen

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: angst (sorry, couldn’t help myself), arguments, hair pulling, oral (male receiving), female masturbation, voyeurism, Dom!Jensen, Sub!Reader, bratty reader, smut, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, fluff

“I told you to not talk back in front of my best friend!” Jensen curses watching you sitting on the couch, smirking. You were a brat the whole day. Teasing Jensen with a too naughty outfit. Talking back, making fun of his bad luck at poker.

Jensen took you with him as good luck charm, or rather his arm candy. You decided to have a little payback for your husband using you as a distraction during his poker game.

The whole night you were busy teasing him, rubbing your breasts over his back as you whispered dirty nothings into his ear. In the end, Jensen was too distracted to play poker and dragged you out of the room.

Here you are now, waiting for your punishment, licking your lips. You love riling Jensen up to bring his dominant side out. He barely is rough or demanding but when he is your dom, he is a wild beast.

“I got no clue what you are talking about.” You coo, pouring oil into the fire. Grinning widely, you watch Jensen raising an eyebrow and then his lips curve into a dark grin.

“You know exactly what you did tonight, kitten. I want you naked in five in our room, kneeling. I will have to remind you whom you belong to and how to behave like my good girl again. I was too nice lately, this will change from now on. GO!” Jensen growls and you gasp as wetness ruins your panties.

“Yes, Sir…”

“Good girl, now…”

Running upstairs, you can’t hide the grin all over your face. This will be a hell of a night for sure…

----

Kneeling as Jensen orderer you wait for your husband to enter the bedroom. Half an hour passed, and your knees start hurting. Lower lip trapped between your teeth you debate to go to bed or wait a bit longer.

The door opens not five minutes later, and you angrily glare at Jensen. He has a smug grin on his face as he strides toward you, circling you humming in appreciation. He pats your head, whispering praises before he fists your hair harshly, forcing you to look up at him.

“Get on the bed. Legs spread and touch your pussy but you better not cum before I say so.” Jensen orders and you shiver at his dominant voice. Heat is creeping into your cheeks at the thought of Jensen watching you getting off. “NOW!”

“Yes, Sir.”

----

Slipping one hand between your legs and squeezing your breasts with the other you lock eyes with Jensen.

Lust-blown pupils watch you touching your clit, playing with the little nub before you slip two fingers into you. Wetness coats your digits making Jensen gasp at the sound.

“Harder.” He orders and you pick up the pace. “Add a third finger. Fuck this pretty pussy for me.” Jensen starts stripping his clothes off right in front of your bed, showing you his hard cock but he won’t touch you.

“Jay…please…” Desperate to cum you curl your fingers but it’s not enough. You can’t get off this way and Jensen knows it, but he won’t give you the order to stop.

“Harder, faster and spread your legs wider.” His voice goes straight to your core, just like the way he looks at you, but this only increases your misery.

“Please…I’ll be good next time. Promised.”

“Stop. Crawl over here and take care of the mess you made.” Jensen orders pointing toward his erected cock.

Not hesitating you remove your fingers to crawl toward Jensen, smiling. Maybe you are forgiving after making him feel good?

Your lips barely touched his cock before he grabs your jaw, forcing your mouth open. “Open up, now!” He growls.

Jensen doesn’t wait, the moment you open your mouth wide he’s shoving his length down your throat right away.

One hand fists your hair harshly and you know Jensen is angrier than ever before. He starts thrusting into your mouth, not caring you start choking around his length.

“Take your punishment. God, your mouth is so good, kitten. We should make a nice video and show it to our friends. How’d sound? I’ll name it punishment for bad kittens.” Jensen groans as you press your tongue against his cock while trying not to choke again. “Hmm…just like that.”

Jensen lessens the grip in your hair, and you take the opportunity to bob your head. You know how he likes it and you want to show him you can be his good girl after all.

“Good Girl. Now stop. I want to cum in your perfect pussy. Lie on your back, legs spread.”

Slipping out of your mouth he grabs your chin, plants a soft kiss to your lips to taste himself on your soft pillows. “Yes, Sir.” You gasp against his lips. “All for you…”

Jensen watches you following his orders with a soft smile on his lips. He loves seeing you being a good girl for him.

“You’re mine, my good girl.” Jensen rasps moving between your legs. He’s inching his way into you, enjoying the gasps leaving your lips.

----

His movement is not tender. Jensen is rough as he pins your hands down with one of his large hands. Controlling your body, he crashes his hips against yours, causing you to cry out when he hits your g-spot.

Toes curling you look up at Jensen, silently begging him to let you cum. He’s shaking his head, already feeling your walls tighten around him. “Wait.”

“Please, Sir. I need to cum.” Your body ready to give in, mind foggy you start sobbing as Jensen won’t let you reach the peak.

“Hold it.” Thrust. “I want you to cum with me.” Another thrust. “Come now…kitten.” Jensen orders as his movement stutters and he shoots his cum into you, panting into your neck.

When he rolls off you, he tries to kiss your cheek, but you turn away. You didn’t cum…

“Y/N, let me do aftercare…” Jensen whispers but you shake your head. “Leave me be. I’m tired, sore and you didn’t let me cum. I acted like that as you used me as an arm candy. I hate it and you know it, still, you did it once again.”

Your voice cracks as you cover your body with a blanket, not looking at Jensen. Eyes closed you try to hide your disappointment, but Jensen knows you are close to tears. Moving closer to you he slips one hand between your legs, adding pressure to your clit he draws slow circles around your little nub.

“I’m sorry. I thought you can cum in time. I didn’t know I would reach my high too soon, Baby Girl. Please forgive me. I’ll make it up to you.” Your body starts trembling, close to falling over the edge you lean into Jensen’s touch, calling out his name when you feel the coil snap. “Did so well, Y/N. Let me take care of you now…”

----

After a long hot bath Jensen carried you back into the bedroom. He changed the sheets and you snuggled into your pillow right away.

“I will never use you as an arm candy again. I’m sorry…”

“I’m sorry for being a brat sometimes…”

“You know I love it…”

“I love you angry…so hot…”

“We’ve got the perfect anger management, I guess…”

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[holylulusworld]

Married overnight

Summary: You and Dean investigate unusual deaths in a casino in Las Vegas only to wake up to an unpleasant surprise.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: light angst, drunk marriage, alcohol abuse, implied smut, fun, smut, unprotected sex, hair pulling

“God, how could we not see it was the bartender.” You groan as Dean plops down next to you onto a bar stool. “Come on, it was fun pretending we are here to marry.” Dean chuckles and you roll your eyes.

“Barely. You were busy looking at everyone else’s ass than mine, Winchester. I doubt you will ever have the guts to marry me. I’m too hard to handle for you, my friend.” You tease poking your finger into his biceps.

“I bet I could handle you perfectly fine, in any situation.” Dean talks back and you lick your lips tilting your head. “I would not make a bet I cannot win, Deano. How about having some drinks, and room service on Mr. Marino’s credit card?” You whisper leaning close to Dean, smelling his cologne.

“Count me in, Sweetheart. I could drink you under the table any day of the week. What’s your poison?” Dean challenges.

“You want to make a bet? Fine. Tequila…a lot of Tequila, Winchester. Do not forget the salt and lemon. Let’s do this.”

—-

Your head is pounding and you wonder who shit into your mouth as you open your blinds and daylight is hurting your eyes.

Body sore, thighs aching and the worst completely bare you lie underneath the thin blankets. What the heck did you do last night? You were drinking…Tequila…too much Tequila…with Dean…

“Fuck…” Cursing you turn around to find Dean passed out onto the bed, right next to you, bare and unconscious. He’s not even covered by a blanket so you can admire his naked backside and a moan leaves your lips.

Your eyes linger at his butt as you see a bite mark…oh…shit…what did you do? The sticky feeling between your thighs tells you something stupid.

The ring on your finger tells another story. “HOLY SHIT!!!! DEAN!!! Wake up!” You scream and the hunter almost pounces on you gun aimed toward the door he admires your revealed breasts and a grin appears on his lips.

“Damn, way to wake me up, Y/N.” Dean groans and you glare at the hunter.

“What the fuck did we do last night?” You grunt showing Dean your ring. Panting he glances at his hand, wearing a matching golden band.

“Fuck, I think I found the guts to marry you.” Dean states and you toss a pillow into his face. “Idiot! I think we did more than marrying. We are both naked and according to the stickiness between my thighs we fucked!” You groan falling back onto the bed…frustrated.

“Hmm…finally. How about round two?” Dean suggests still grinning he eyes your naked form, lazily licking his lips. “Could devour you, rock your world, ya know.”

His eyes linger at your lips as you flip him the bird. “Shut up for a second. We are married, Dean, that’s not funny.” Groaning you get out of the bed to move into the bathroom.

That’s not the way you imagined marrying someone…especially Dean. Not that he ever wanted to marry you…

Glancing at the mirror you try to straighten your hair. The door of the bathroom opens and a very naked Dean stalks toward you. Cock already hard he looks at you with hungry eyes.

“You are my sexy wife now. I want to show you what you missed out last night…” He rasps and your eyes drift toward his length, standing tall and proud.

“We need an annulment, Dean. Let’s stop fooling around. This should’ve never happened. We are friends, partners and you are for sure not interested in me. Tequila makes everyone’s brain go mush…” You sigh closing your eyes for a moment.

—-

Gasps escape your lips feeling Dean’s mouth sucking at your shoulder. His tongue tastes your salty skin and his firm chest presses into your back.

“I want you, always wanted you. Now you are mine I will for sure not let you slip through my fingers. I’m greedy and I will not share you ever again. Mine.” Dean growls as his hands grasp your waist to bring you closer to him.

Lips nipping at your neck Dean grinds against you as he tries to wait for your consent. “Dean…” It’s more a wail than a word leaving your lips but it tells him all he needs to know.

Playfully sliding his hard dick through your slick folds, he gasps as he pushes the tip in. There’s a moment of silence before a low growl leaves his lips and he snaps his hips forward, entering you in one go. You cry out. Moan. Gasp. Digging your fingertips into the washbasin to watch Dean behind you.

Darkened emerald eyes stare back at you as he works his cock into your cunt. He pulls back out, slamming back in, bottoming out every time to get as deep as possible. His right hand fists your hair, pushing you down, holding you in place.

Not only lust is driving Dean on, he also wants to show you how good he can take care of your needs. Last night you admitted you miss intimacy, sex…a connection. This is his chance of giving you everything at once.

“So sexy, so beautiful for me.” Dean praises and you mewl in response.

Your mouth hangs open as you try to meet his rhythm but it’s almost impossible to compare to his speed. The hunter is relentlessly thrusting into you. Hard shaft plunging into you in abandon Dean makes almost pornographic noises. Your legs are about to give in as the coil tightens. Dean is hitting your secret spot again and again until you cry out in ecstasy.

Body shuddering you writhe underneath the tall hunter who’s fucking you through your high with quick and sharp thrusts, still burying himself to the hilt every time.

Your nails scratch alone the washbasin to release some pressure. Another high is approaching and you can’t hold back your needy whines. Pleas along with his name leave your lips as he slams into you without mercy.

Dean is a panting mess, sweat is dripping down his chest but he wants to get one more out of you so he pushes and pulls, slams and grinds against you to finally hear his name leaving your lips like a prayer and he let go. Filling you with hot ropes of cum Dean moans your name, his wife’s name, slipping out of you.

“Fuck…” You whimper at the loss, but Dean is right back on you. Carefully picking you up he carries you toward the large bathtub.

“Now I’m having a hot bath with my wife and then we are going to call Sammy, telling him to buy champagne. I’m bringing Mrs. Y/N Winchester home…” Dean states not accepting any argument.

“Uh, I think it’s rather I’m bringing Dean Y/L/N home…” You tease and he gives you a cocky grin.

“Let’s see…I bet you won’t survive another round with me.” Dean threatens.

“I bet you can’t make me cum again only using one finger…” You challenge and Dean’s eyes darkened.

“One finger…ten minutes and you are mine.” Your husband states and you shake his hand to accept the bet.

… five minutes later you scream his name, bucking against his finger…you lost the bet but won so much more…

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[holylulusworld]

If you don’t like it, don’t watch

Request: The ep when they find Rowena and Gabriel doing it in the library Sam say “I have a flashback” reader let notice at least they have the clothes and Sam make a vomiting grunt and dean say “shut up you loved my naked ass Sammy” and Sam try to not remember when he saw his brother balls deeps in reader and her and dean are laughing at Sam face. Later night after everyone go to bed reader and dean are in the library and reader sit on dean lap seducing him on doing sex in the library. Sammy enter and say “oh c’mon guys…”

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Rowena x Gabriel (implied), Sam Winchester, Castiel

Warnings: angst, awkward situations, fun, implied smut,smut, unprotected sex, unintended voyeurism, language, dirty talk

 “Still I do not like this plan at all.” You groan walking into the library with Sam and Dean hot on your heels.

“It’s the only possibility we have left. Gabe doesn’t have enough archangel grace right now, Y/N.” Sam explains once again. “I know, Sam. But we are talking about Lucifer! Freaking Lucifer!” You exhale.

“Guys…where are Gabriel and Rowena? Shouldn’t they wait for us to return?” Dean asks craning his neck.

A gasp catches your attention, but you can’t see anyone. “Guys? Rowena? Gabe?” You call out and Rowena stumbles out from behind a bookshelf. She only has one shoe on, her hair is disheveled, and her clothes are askew.

Face flushed the redhaired witch tries to find her voice as Gabriel pops his head above the same shelf, his hair is messy too and he is only in his shirt and jeans.

As the archangel moves to lean on the pillar, a book in his hands is covering his crotch. Hiding his erection.

Confused looking at the scene Sam and Castiel exchange a look while Dean is grinning at you. Holding back a chuckle you look at a flustered Rowena.

“Uh…we were just…” Rowena tries but you don’t buy it. “Reading. Books. Here in the, uh, library of the bunker…trying to be helpful.” Gabriel adds.

Sam’s jaw has dropped in shock while Castiel is staring at his feet resignedly, shaking his head.

“God…I have a flashback…” Sam groans giving Gabriel a ‘bitch you are lying’ face.

“Well, …at least they have their clothes on.” You chuckle as Sam lowers the inner corners of his eyebrows and makes guttural sounds.

“Shut up Sammy, you loved my naked ass.”

Sam tries so hard to forget about the night he saw his brother and you going at it in the library…on the table…at his favorite place…he caught you in the middle of the act…Dean balls deep inside of you…

His nose scrunched up, Sam visibly shudders at the memory and you start laughing, just like Dean at his brother’s expression.

“Not funny at all!” Sam mutters storming out of the library.

“Uh---I think Rowena and I should check these two books…in another room…far away from anyone else.” Gabriel stammers as Rowena grabs his hand to lead him out of the room.

“I should check my angel blade.” Castiel brings out before he flees out of the room too.”

----

“Do you remember the face Sam gave us after he caught us…you know…while doing it.” You chuckle kissing along Dean’s neck. “Hmm…you were so hot…I didn’t hear Sammy entering the library before it was too late. Scared him for a lifetime…” Dean chuckles and you hum against his skin.

“We could do it again…the sex not scaring Sammy.” You whisper. Dean cocks a brow, everyone else is already asleep, including his noisy brother.

“You think so?” Your boyfriend whisper as you nod eagerly, already tugging at his shirt. “Need you right now. I’m so wet for you…Dean…” You rasp and he gulps hard.

----

Teeth grazing along your nipple Dean moans against your skin. Your hands fist his hair to get his attention back.

“We can’t play around forever, Dean. Somebody might wake up…hurry.” You mutter, impatient by now.

A cocky grin on his plump lips Dean looks down at your trembling body. Anticipation is pulling at your nerves as you watch him lazily stroking his cock.

“So sexy right now…going to fuck you right here on the table for everyone to see. Dirty girl.” Dean growls.

“Dean…” you whine, desperate by now. Your legs fall slack, and Dean moves between them only sliding the tip through your wet folds. He’s playing your body like an instrument and right now you want to slap his face.

“Impatient as always.” The teasing bastard chuckles as he slips the tip in. Body covering yours, hands cradling your face he slides his tongue over your lips. Teasingly nipping at you lips he presses further into you, groaning against your lips. “Always so tight for me.”

“Dean…don’t tease…” you gasp feeling him bottoming out. There’s a moment of silence before Dean starts sliding back out to ram back into you. He doesn’t hesitate, the moment he finds the perfect rhythm he pounds you into the table.

You want to meet his thrusts but this time he’s way to fast for you. Not having a chance to compete to his strength you press your hands against his chest, just watching him rocking into you.

Cries and grunts fill the library, anyone hearing you and Dean would assume you watch porn with all the dirty noises you are making.

“You like this, don’t you dirty girl? Me taking you hard in the middle of the library…Maybe next time we can film it?” Dean rasps and you whine at his words. “Damn, you like it.”

“Dean…fuck….”

All you can do is take his punishing thrusts, but you want more, you want him deeper so you move your legs around his waist, heels digging into his lower back, urging him on.

“Oh, don’t do this to me…Y/N…”

Dean’s hands grab yours to pin them above your head to have full control over your body. He’s going harder now, hips crashing into yours Dean enjoys the wet sound of his dick entering you.

There’s a little tremble on your lips, your brows furrow and then he hears it, the little squeal as the knot bursts open and you gush all over his thick length.

“Dammit…yeah…” Dean curses, head thrown into his neck he thrusts four, five more times before he spills into you.

“That was…awesome.”

His hands let go of your wrists so he can lean over your to claim your lips in a soft kiss. Distracted by your afterglow and the feeling of Dean’s lips on yours you don’t see Sam entering the library.

“Oh c’mon guys, that’s gross.” The tall hunter mutters covering his eyes with one large hand.

“Shut up, bitch! We are celebrating…you know. We finally made it. You are going to be an uncle in eight months.” Dean chuckles.

“After the baby is born fucking in public places, especially in the library will be prohibited,” Sam states storming out of the library.

“If you don’t like it…don’t look,” Dean calls after his brother and you start cackling.

“Another round?”

“Yeah…what shall we christen next?” Dean asks.

“I always wanted to try the stability of the table in the war room…”

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[holylulusworld]

Partner from hell – Part 11

Summary: After quitting her job as a profiler (FBI) the reader starts working for a special unit of the NYC police department. As all cops refuse to work with the enemy she ends up being the new partner of Dean Winchester. The man who hates partners.

Pairing: Cop!Dean x Reader, Bobby Singer, OMC Miller, OFC’s

Warnings: angst, crime, murder, investigations, fun, a hint of fluff, comforting, descriptions of murder (victims), blood, mentions of incest (victims)

Part 2 of case 2

Partner from hell Masterlist

“You were right, smart pants.”

“I was?”

Glancing at the file in Dean’s hands you cock a brow. He’s smirking, sitting onto your desk, leaning close to your ear.

“The daughter was the mother of the baby but here comes the sick part. The father is also the grandfather.” Dean is scrunching up his nose in disgust. “Sick bastard abused his daughter.”

“Fuck! I remember where I saw this picture! It was a crime-scene photo. During my profiling training in Quantico, we tried to solve old cases, unsolved cases. There was a family, murdered in 1987. The mother was holding a doll instead of the baby but everything else was correct.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose, trying to remember more details.

“Anything else you can remember?” Dean gets his phone out, sending Charlie a message to let her dig out all murder cases of 1987 if needed.

“The whole family got slaughtered except for the baby; the little girl was gone without a trace. We assumed the killed took the baby after he or she killed the family. The only difference the crime scene looked like it was a scene straight out of a slasher movie. Blood all over the walls, the clothes where blood-soaked, and the cuts were not precise as the ones our killer made.”

“Figures. Our victims were drugged, unconscious and didn’t fight back. I guess the other family fought for their lives.” Dean is scratching his chin, waiting for more information coming to your mind.

“The name of the family was Stark, I think. Mother, father, son, and daughter got slaughtered. The baby was missing, tho. According to the files, the police never found her. Everyone believed she’s dead too.” Opening your browser, you access a hidden FTP server.

“Son of a bitch! You’ve got a nice secret server?” Dean whispers and you chuckle lightly. “Bad girl.”

“Hmm…I do not trust anyone. Back then everyone tried to solve the case, but no one wanted to follow my idea.” You shrug opened the folder with old cases.

“You’ve got the whole file? Smart pants, I love you.” Dean gets behind your chair, leaning closer to get a better look at the file.

“I always uploaded interesting cases to my secret server. I didn’t share my ideas until I had a breakthrough, Dean. I always assumed something was off with this case and that the baby is still alive.” You explain opening the crime-scene photos.

“Shit, you’re right. Same modus operandi but that killer was a slaughter, not a surgeon as our perpetrator. See the wounds at the father’s hands? He fought with all his strength against his attacker, just like the mother. I guess she wanted to save her children.”

Dean’s eyes drift toward a picture of a photo frame and he freezes. “Look at this. Same pattern. Mommy is holding the baby but only the daughter is looking lovingly at the little girl in her mother’s arms. God, don’t tell me Stark was abusing his daughter too.” Dean curses starting to pace around your desk.

“We can’t know that for sure, Dean. The cases are similar in a few points, but our killer can’t be the same as the one killing the Starks. I guess it’s someone close to the family Stark, or someone knowing about this case…” Trailing of you see Miller waving at you, showing you the files, you ordered.

“More files, smart pants?” Dean groans hating research with every fiber of his body. “Yay…research…”

“Dude, we need to check for possible victims. I believe someone knew about the abuse in this family. Maybe someone reported it. I got all anonymous reports about sexual abuse of the last two years.”

“Research…I hate research.”

“Dean. We need to find a trace who knew about the abuse and that Louise was the mother of her brother. The cases are too similar for someone not knowing about the abuse.” Your fingers start shaking at the thought both girls got abused by their fathers.

“You okay, Sweetheart?” Dean asks sitting onto your desk once again. His hand covers yours, squeezing it tightly. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

“I loved my dad; he was a good man. I could never imagine the betrayal Louise must’ve felt when he…” Sighing you look at another picture. “The families, the modus operandi. Everything matches Dean. We need to analyze Janet’s blood and compare it with her missing sister’s hair examples.”

“You think the samples are still usable?” Dean’s eyes drift toward the pictures once again, shuddering at the sight of the dead baby in Louise’s moms’ arms. “Why did our perpetrator kill the baby too? Doesn’t make sense if he wants to copy this old case, Y/N.”

Glancing at the pictures in Dean’s hand you nod, not knowing the answer yet. There’s something about this case letting cold shivers run down your spine.

“I know this is a big difference. Let me play this in my head. The baby, the missing girl should be thirty-two now. What if…” You say playing with your pen, closing your eyes to walk through the crimes-scene in your mind.

“You think the baby could be the killer - right, smart pants?”

“I don’t know yet. But who else should be interested to arrange a crime scene like that? The cops investigating the case are all dead by now, just like the forensics. No one involved in this case is still alive.”

“We should head back home, eat a slice of pizza and have a beer. We can grab the files and do my beloved research while eating hot pizza.” Dean suggests while his stomach rumbles.

“I guess my partner from hell is hungry…” Slapping Dean’s thigh you chuckle, giving him a wink. “Let’s roll then…”

----

“I never thought there are so many anonymous reports about sexual abuse. There are so many sick guys out there, makes me want to vomit. A father should protect his child, not hurt…”

“I know, Dean. I worked for the special victim’s unit for a while.”

Dean’s eyes meet yours as you give him a cracked smile. “Must’ve been tough.”

“There are bad people or rather sick people out there, Dean. Not everyone is as nice as your brother, Bobby and you. Bad things happen to innocent people, that’s the reason I’m doing this job, the reason I won’t give up.”

Dean’s eyes lit up watching you leaning your head against his shoulder, as you pat his thigh. He’s covering your hand with his larger one, squeezing it tightly.

“You’re not alone, you’ve got your partner from hell. We will find this monster and arrest him just like the last sick bastard, Y/N. Did I ever apologize for being an ass?” Dean whispers.

“Nah, you are a partner from hell. This kind of guys never apologize with words but with actions. You saved me and gave me a home, a new partner and delicious pizza, Dean.”

“I knew you are only into my pizza. Sexy pizza destroyer…” Dean husks and you slap his hand away, glaring at your tall partner.

“Don’t get cocky Winchester!” Pointing toward his cock you shake your head. “Forget it. I’m not one of your flings, Detective.”

“One day you will fall for my charm. Hard and fast, Sweetheart.” Leaning closer Dean plants, a soft kiss to your hair. “Till then we can be friends, Y/N. How about some pie? I love me some pie.”

“Give me some pie, another beer and a pile of files and I might rethink the ‘no sex with my partner’ rule.” Chuckling you watch Dean rushing toward the kitchen to get more beer and his pie.

“I might let you see my cute naked ass in three or four years.” You yell making Dean stopping in his tracks, cursing.

“Not fair, smart pants…not fair…”

“Hmm…I like seeing you squirm partner. Now get me this pie and we can talk about more research.”

“You’re lucky I like you, partner,” Dean mutters.

“Still not a chance, Dean…”

“I wouldn’t bet on that…”

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[holylulusworld]

Chained Hearts – Part 4

Summary: The world ended and only two camps with people survived in this desolated world. Kidnapping the leader’s daughter of the other camp believes he can make a good deal. But deals aren’t always that easy.

Pairing: Endverse!Dean x Reader, Sam, Castiel, Zachariah, Chuck, Arthur Ketch

Warnings: comforting, fluff, mind manipulation, angst, angel dicks, witch reader, characters death, explosions, fighting

Chained Hearts Masterlist

To catch up with what happened before this story read this drabble first: Beyond the darkness

  „Who the heck are you?” Dean barks glaring at the man appearing next to you.

“Don’t kill me…again. ”Zachariah says. “This time I’m on your side. Let me explain what happened to you, Sam and the others. Y/N is right. Sam shot Chuck, he shot god.”

“Wait…Chuck is god…like God…God?” You gasp.

“Let’s calm down everyone. If he realizes I’m here to help you break out I’m done for.” Zahariah whispers pointing toward the hut. “We should go back to your hut. I warded it. For a short amount of time - I hope long enough to explain everything.”

“Fine…but no tricks.” Dean warns and Zachariah nods.

----

“I remember you. Your name is Zachariah, you were the angel dick trying to get me to say ‘yes’ to Michael.” Dean grunts. “You should be dead…”

“Oh, I was dead. Thanks to you Michael killed me. Now let’s forget about the past. God, Chuck…however you want to call him is out of control. You pushed him too far and now, he wants to end this world too.” The angel explains and you sit down onto the bed, rubbing your forehead.

“He killed Jack…” Castiel says remembering the Nephilim now.

“Correct, Castiel but let’s start at the beginning. You refused to kill Jack, Lucifer’s son so Chuck did it by himself. Sam shot him and God lost his patience.” Zachariah explains.

“The undead and everyone we ever killed came back.” Dean pants remembering the cemetery and a never-ending stream of enemies…

“That’s right, Dean. The only thing Chuck did not plan was Y/N to return thanks to Amara.” Your eyes drift toward Dean as another memory makes you whine in pain. You can see you sacrificing yourself to seal the rift…then nothing.

“I died to close the rift, then Chuck snapped his fingers and suddenly Amara was back, giving me her powers. I was at the cemetery a few moments later and killed the monsters…every single monster.” You pant balling your hands into fists. “We wanted to drive back to the bunker.”

“That’s right, Y/N. Thanks to the powers Amara gifted you with you were able to kill the enemies. Chuck was worried about his plan. He knows about the stubbornness of the Winchesters and Castiel. Combined with your powers and the darkness Amara gave you he was afraid to not be able to defeat you.” Zachariah explains and you scoff.

“What happened on our way to the bunker?” Sam asks looking at the angel.

“Chuck, well God decided you need to go but Y/N surrounded you and Dean along with my favorite fellow angel with a shield made of darkness. Chuck couldn’t get through it so he changed reality instead.”

“Like Gabriel, the trickster used to do?” Dean asks.

“Correct. He used his powers to create a world similar to Apocalypse World, the future I sent you to all these years ago. He couldn’t imitate Lucifer as it was impossible for God to bring the Archangels back or they would’ve fought him. Chuck brought Azazel and all the others back to make sure you and Y/N stay away from each other, but Azazel had other plans. He wanted her to remember to get control over her powers.” Zachariah looks out of the window now and then; afraid someone might see him.

“I would never lend this ass my powers, neither would I help Ketch. I always hated the British asshole.” You spat.

“You don’t understand. Ketch was my idea. He tried to touch you, following my orders. He played his role well, even tricked Lisa.” The angel explains and you glare at him.

“This was your idea, sick bastard?” You yell.

“I had to make sure Azazel sends you to Dean to let him impregnate you. I knew once being close to Dean you would be able to break out of Chuck’s manipulation. Ketch never intended on hurting you for real.”

“I should rip you open, asshole.” Dean grunts wielding a knife in front of Zachariah’s face.

“We need to be quick. This world…we need to break it down before the manipulation starts working once again.” The angel glances at the knife as Sam places one hand onto Dean’s shoulder.

“I hate to admit it, but Zachariah is right. We need to get out of here.” Sam says.

“Fine…”

“How can we get out of here? Anyone around seems to not notice they are trapped in a ‘dream world’.” You ask.

“There’s a door. I got the key, but we must be quick. I don’t know if Chuck already recognized I stole it from him.” Zachariah says handing you the key.

“Outside of your camp Ketch is waiting for you. He’s the only one knowing the way. Go with him while I try to distract God.” The angel says.

“Why are you doing this? Last time you wanted this, wanted the fight.” Dean asks narrowing his eyes, not trusting Zachariah one bit.

“Last time it was faith, I believed in what my brothers told me is the right thing to do. Michael vs. Lucifer as we all knew it must be. This is…he wants to wipe out every single life. Every Demon, human, monster and angel. I do not tell you I’m a fan of you or your brother. You brought chaos into this world, but I must admit you and this powerful witch are the only ones left to stop Chuck. Now get out of here.”

“What about Lisa and the others? What will happen to them?” You ask.

“Lisa and the others are not real. These are only delusions, not the real person. I’m sorry to tell you but Lisa is long gone. The first wave of enemies killed her.” Zachariah says and Dean grimaces. He wiped her memories to keep her safe.

“Dean, I’m sorry but we have to go.” You say feeling the sting.

“Let’s roll. If this is a trap angel dick I’m going to find you, rip you open and roast your guts.” Dean warns.

----

“About damn time, Winchesters. Let’s get the fuck out of this crazy world.” Ketch mutters completely out of character.

“Uh—since when are you cursing like that?” You ask and Ketch sighs.

“Since I got brought back only to get tossed into this shitty version of our world. Now move your asses so we can get to the door, or rather rift…”

----

“That’s not how a good little angel should behave.” Chuck chuckles glaring at Zachariah. “Your warding and the spell will wear off soon and I’ll be able to hunt them down once again. Poor Winchesters, I wanted them to have a nice life till they get wiped out too.”

“Father, please stop this insanity. We still can return to heaven and do the right thing. We can bring the archangels back. We can bring everyone back and start anew.” Zachariah pants watching Chuck pressing his index and middle finger to his thumb, ready to snap his fingers once again.

“I will start anew. I’m a writer after all…this draft is…done. I found a new story I’d like to write so this one will go to permanent hiatus.” Chuck chuckles finally snapping his fingers to kill Zachariah.

----

“That’s it, open the door with the key.” Ketch pants jumping out of the jeep. Glancing over his shoulder he can see enemies’ approach, hundreds of undead are storming toward you and the Winchesters.

“I knew this will be the end for me…again. Run, I’m going to try to stop them, at least a few.” Ketch yells entering the car, turning it to race toward the undead.

Handling the steering wheel with one hand he glances into the rear-view mirror, smirking one last time as he watches you opening the door. Pulling the pin of a hand grenade, he drops it.

The explosion rips the car and his driver into pieces, killing the first wave of enemies before they can reach you.

Ketch’s last thought was screw God…how blaspheme.

----

“What happened here?” You gasp looking around your surroundings. It’s not Apocalypse world, but it’s close.

Undead are running toward you as you glance at the Impala parked close to the cemetery.

“Shit we never left the cemetery, I guess.” Dean curses. “We’ve got no weapons either,” Sam adds standing back to back with his brother once again.

“We’ve got the only weapon we need Dean,” You say pecking his cheek. “When we are done here we drive back to the bunker and fuck the whole night for sure.” You curse running toward the enemies forming a sword out of the darkness.

“Come and get me!” You yell as the Winchesters and Castiel follow you into the battle…

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