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kahixxi · 2 years ago
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My fav supernatural manhwa:
Psychic Studies (Park Eun Hyuk)
The Wolf & Red Riding Hood (Xuann)
Super Secret (eon)
Jungle Juice (Juder, Hyeong Eun)
White Blood (Lina Lim)
Fast Forward (Porto, Hong Junki)
Pure Villain (Seyoon)
Ghost Teller (QTT)
The Dark Lord's Confession (Tapseung)
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vvunderkind · 5 months ago
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don't go yet
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rainroses45 · 9 days ago
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My Niece is a Goldfish?
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۶ৎ description: Imagine when Dean goes to go pick up Sam from college, not only is the news of John being missing brought up but another little surprise was on its way. Dean Winchester x fem! reader ۶ৎ a/n: I have like 4 different incomplete stories in my notes app rn and I'm just so lazy because who the hell wants to read my garbage when people want smut but oh well i tried…not my best not my worst idc (Not edited) ۶ৎ song inspiration: Back to the Basics - Lana Del Rey ۶ৎ Warnings: ZIP ZERO NONE NADA
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“Woah dude, why is there a car seat in the back?” Sam stopped in his tracks, raising an eyebrow at the floral pink booster.
Dean had just broken into his apartment like a serial killer in the middle of night, dragged Sam out into the street after somehow convincing him to join him on trying to locate their dead beat father, and now there is a missing infant.
“Great.” Sam thought, “Dean caused an Amber alert.”
“Shit!” Dean scurried to the impala, hoping - no, praying that his brother developed cataracts or something. “I told them not to leave the car.”
“Them?!” Sam followed Dean around the impala. “What are you talking about?!”
“I told her not to leave,” Dean angrily said while dialing your number, “and what does she do,” he puts the flip phone to his ear, “she leaves.”
“Dean,” Sam walked over to him, still being completely ignored, “hellloooo??” He waved his hands in front of his older brother. “Who are you talking about?”
“Pick up, pick up,” Dean ignore him, anxiously tapped his thigh looking around, waiting for the phone to stop ringing, and your voice to answer.
“Okay if you are about done now with your little tap routine, I’m going back-“ Dean grabbed Sam’s shirt pulling him back like a dog on a leash.
“They couldn’t have gone far-” He shoved the flip phone in his pocket, frantically searching the area with worried eyes. “Dean let go man…” “You take that direction and I’ll check this side, maybe if we..”
“Dean, sweetie did you find Sam?”
And is if the lights from heaven sent a giant satellite beam on you, Dean turned around blindly searching for your voice.
“Oh my dear cream of tartar where have you been?!” Dean flared his hands down looking at you like you’ve been missing for months.
“Okay what the actual fuck is going on?” Sam was close to just throwing his duffle bag at the window, heading back into bed, and taking a melatonin.
Dean waved him off unfortunately to his demise. “Not right now bowl head I just saw all of my lives flash before me.”
“You’re such a baby.” You commented. You held what looked like to sam a tiny sack of potatoes with a pink blanket covering it from the winds.
“Does that mean I get to-“
“NO!” Both you and Sam scream - both for different reasons but the same sense of warning nonetheless.
“Okay can someone explain to me what is happening right now?”Sam ran his hands through his hair desperately trying to contain a forming headache from all this mojo of chaos.
“Well my dear Sammy, while you went off to college I decided to adopt the brady brunch- what the fuck do you think happened?” Dean rolled his eyes in annoyance walking over to you and the baby.
Sam now able to adjust his eyes realized the sack of potatoes turned out to be a little baby with the rosiest checks ever.
“I didn’t think you would end up with child.” Dean groaned at Sam’s comment.
“What are we the England Monarch? No of course I didn’t plan on bringing a baby into this world but stuff happens..” Dean trailed off, shrugging his shoulders like it was no big deal. Sam on the other hand was having a whole mental gymnastics session trying to figure out how the hell things changed so fast.
“How is my little precious princess doing,” your husband pulled the blank down gently to see his daughter’s beautiful eyes peak out. She had the same sparkle and shape as yours to the point he could even see the tiny hew surrounding the pupil - she was beautiful.
“Sorry for leaving sweetheart,” you said to Dean, watching his cute reaction to his daughter gazing up at him. “She was getting fussy in the car waiting so I decided to take her on a little stroll.” You moved her down to your arms, cradling her into your chest.
“Would it have killed you to answer the phone at least?” Dean sighed as the rate of his heart finally matched his breathing.
“Sorry my phone died.” You knew your husband would be worrying about you but by the time you thought to call, you phone screen turned black with a red battery sign on.
“That’s okay just- I don’t know, shoot a flare gun or something just please don’t leave without telling me.”
“I won’t.” You smiled. He in return left a soft kiss to your check and a butterfly kiss to your daughter. She smiled at her father’s touch, making you both smile back; hearts so full with love, before the moment was ruined.
“So I have a niece?”
“No you have a pet goldfish, suprise!” Dean sparkled his hands around annoyingly, if he had known picking up his brother would be this tiring he might have just let Sam be stuck in his cob web filled books. . “How the hell you got into Stanford is beyond me.”
“That’s enough Dean,” you snickered as your husband rolled his eyes. “I think it’s nice to see you again Sam, although on different circumstances would have been nice.” You walked towards the impala, Dean already opened the back door for you as you hopped in with your little princess.
“Wow I just- I never took you as a father figure,” Sam looked down shocked, “I mean I didn’t even see you as one to settle down - no offense Y/n.”
“Umm very much taken Samuel.” You had been dating Dean since you both were 15, so to say he wouldn’t stick around after the shit show of high school was highly offensive.
“Everyone buckle up,” Dean readjusted his review mirror starring at you, as you buckled in your seven month old daughter. His whole life in the back of his car.
Sam clipped in his seatbelt, “Soooo am I going to have to interrogate the baby for answers orrr..”
“This is going to be a long car ride.” You smiled as Dean groaned.
“Well it all started when…”
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matimatti · 1 year ago
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Shen “you’re the roundworm in my stomach” Qingqiu and Luo “even if im a little beast, i am only Shizun’s little beast” Binghe
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joejoeba · 1 month ago
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There's a little baby in the flat and her name..... i kid you not..... Jojo
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lotus-tower · 2 months ago
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Help Sidra get milk and diapers 🍼🐣
Thank you to everyone who's donated to Lina's gofundme! Here is adorable little Sidra with the new clothes, diapers, and milk that you've helped her purchase.
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Sidra is only 9 months old, but these are the skin infections she's suffering from. These diapers are absolutely necessary for her.
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However, as we all know, milk and diapers are continuous expenses. Lina says that Sidra consumes a carton of milk every two days. One carton of milk is about 20 Euros. The diapers are 60 Euros. This isn't even including the bare minimum required for Lina herself, her husband, and their son Saif. How much money do you think they need to subsist each day? How much do you think they actually get in a day? There are days when they don't make enough to even buy one pack of diapers, let alone food.
Please, let's raise another 500 so that this family can continue to survive. With your help, Sidra can continue to get access to diapers and heal from these lesions.
You can see the good that your donations are doing. These are real human beings, real children, that you've helped. Please, continue to support this family.
✅ Lina's vetting information here.
📝 Previous campaign details and posts here.
☕ For those without 5€ to spare, you can support Lina's family for the price of a coffee on ko-fi (organized by @cygnettes).
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stanleys-marsh · 3 months ago
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post-covid stan, you will always have a big place in my heart
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fiendishartist2 · 1 year ago
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happy birthday care and paul
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xiaojaan · 4 days ago
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🎀𖧷₊˚˚.༘⋆𐙚pretty pink aunty lina°₊˚.༘⋆𓍢ִ.ೃ࿔*🎀
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samipekoe · 1 year ago
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some commissiowons
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c4llahansgirl · 6 months ago
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EMILY PLEASEEEEEE PLEASE EMILY OH MY GOOOODDDDDDD
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varo-lina · 2 months ago
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Self Portrait, fall of 2023
Watercolor, acrylic, and brush-tip pen on canvas
~Lina
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nymime · 2 years ago
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Steve harrington is fucking good in Chess, he could easily go to Chess Olympics and get in the top 10 best players.
He started playing when he was around 6-7, his nonna teach him with and old and beautiful chess board made of wood, the pieces of chess where shiny and not made with the traditional black and white and materials, no, they where made of a green bright stone that he can’t remember the name, and the other half where bones of animals that where already dead.
Steve was the one who ask to play someday, and nonna excited access to teach him. He was good, a natural you can say, and he enjoyed so much, that every time he was at nonna’s house, they play, not always following the rules, sometime they change them and makes originals, with backstory’s and wars. But nonna dies when he was 12 and he stop playing, even so he remember how to play.
Now, the chessboard and the pieces are save in an old oak box with the carving “Stevie and Nonna Lina chessboard.”
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rainroses45 · 9 days ago
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Magic Mayhem
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✧description: You tried out a new spell and well lets just say things didn't turn out how they were suppose to ✧a/n: I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING AT DEAN SCREAMING WHAHAHA (Not Edited) ✧song inspo: I Love it - Icona Pop ✧Warning: hopefully you will laugh your ass off and if you aren't...welp I dont know
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“Who tf summoned an alpaca?!?” Dean yelled, the bowl of cereal he once held now on the floor spilling milk and coco puffs.
“Shit I said santa NOT ALPACA,” you ran into the kitchen, sliding across with socks. You grabbed the doorway, pushing yourself off it in order to slide back into frame.
“I thought we said no magic in the bunker!” Dean stood frozen watching as the cute creature ate out of his bowl. “Awww come on man I was going to eat that,” Dean groaned, “that was the last serving.”
All of a sudden a fluttering sound came from behind you, “I thought there were extinct already,” said a deadpan voice.
“Great, Y/n you brought an alpaca back from the dead next thing you know i’m going to see the good dinosaur in the tub.” Dean rolled his eyes as Cas approached the alpaca.
“To be fair…” you tried to find an excuse, “yeah I don’t got anything,” you shrugged your shoulders, “sue me.”
“I shall ride this to the supermarket.” Cas flipped the bottom of his trench coat trying to hop on top of the animal.
“Isn’t that animal cruelty,” Dean raised his eyebrow, which was completely ignored with sarcastic “bark bark” from Cas.
“I call shot gun,” you darted towards the alpaca in excitement, you totally forgot to look where you were going and just like humpty dumpty - down you went.
“OH FUCK-“
Before Dean or Cas could catch you, Sam walked in, “so I found the- what the fuck did I just walk in on?”
In front of him was Cas on an alpaca who was eating off the cereal on the floor. Dean with a plastic spoon in a fighting position, and you on the floor limbs up like a dead cockroach.
All Sam could do was open and close his mouth before muttering “I’m sorry I was even born,” before leaving the room.
You managed to reach for one of the alpacas hooves and felt her soft fur underneath your fingertips.
“We should name him Pooshie.” You smiled, the alpaca closed her eyes as she leaned into your touch. She was so cute and fluffy.
“No.” Dean looked at you like you were crazy.
“What do you mean- no?” You looked back at him in shock.
“I mean no, would you like me to say it in French?! Oui No!”
Cas tilted his head, his eyebrows furrowed, “I don’t think you used that-“ “Shut up Cas.”
“She is not going to make a mess, please Dean, please.” You looked at him with puppy dog eyes. “I promise she-“
And what do you know, the alpaca happened to projectile puked just as Sam walked back through the door.
The room went quiet as all eyes looked at Sam.
“Don’t you dare.” Sam closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. “I should have stayed dead.”
“Okay maybe we can keep the tiny giraffe.” Dean smirked, watching Sam waddle out of the kitchen never to return back as long as the stupid animal was there.
“ITS AN ALPACA!”
“Yeah well it’s a health hazard but as long as it doesn’t eat my food anymore then it can stay with you.”
You jumped up from the floor, quickly lurching towards Dean with a hug. “I promise that Pooshie won’t make anymore mess.”
Dean patted your back, “well you might want to get the bucket and mop.”
“Oh great.” You turned around to see Cas holding his trench coat in disgust.
“This creature urinated on me.”
Yeah, umm maybe a pet Alpaca was not the best choice.
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flor4de4amor · 8 months ago
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abby do a body shot off of me and bite into my neck challenge!
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oetscop · 4 months ago
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btw in my mind petscop ends with belle and paul going to see where the windmill was and its very emotional for them. then they both get to go home together, and lina was waiting all these years for her son to come home. they all sit in the living room and catch up on the last 18 years and paul falls asleep on the couch and its the best sleep hes gotten since the first car ride home in '97. btw.
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