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[anitatad]

#Macro Monday... #Safety Pins

I was determined to start this week on a positive note, as my life has been trying to slide into territory I don’t recognise anymore… I still feel a little rough, a sore throat and a head that feels like a halloween pumpkin (scraped out and empty) but at least I am managing to think straight and that’s a start. I finished reading the fourth book in the Harbour Pointe series over the weekend and…

[shopjournalvintage]

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[thefrstofficial]

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[snnynaturalarch]

@safetypinned sent: Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s)

[yibo-wang]

WANG YIBO x 最潮Fashionable

[xxgotthedevilinsidexx-archived]

@safetypinned Asked:

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜ 👀👀

【❖】   ――――   Ruby   grinned,   the   corner   of   her   lips   curling   up   in   a   mischievous   smirk.   She   tilted   her   head   slightly,   allowing   a   strand   of   dark   hair   to   fall   across   her   face   as   she   met   Sam's   intense   gaze.   ❝   Well,   what   are   you   waiting   for,   Winchester   ?   ❞   She   purred,   taking   a   step   closer   to   him.   The   lines   between   predator   and   prey   now   blurred,   setting   off   a   dangerous   dance   between   two   beings   walking   the   knife's   edge.   Ruby   could   sense   the   hunger   in   Sam's   gaze,   the   primal   urge   that   mirrored   her   own.   As   she   closed   the   distance   between   them,   the   room   seemed   to   shrink,   leaving   no   space   for   anything   but   the   charged   atmosphere   that   surrounded   them.

Their   lips   met   in   a   fierce,   hungry   kiss   that   spoke   of   desires   and   forbidden   temptations.   In   that   moment,   they   were   no   longer   hunters   or   demons,   just   two   entities   consumed   by   a   hunger   that   could   never   be   fully   satiated.   As   they   broke   apart,   breathless   and   wanting,   Ruby's   eyes   glinted   with   a   dangerous   gleam.   ❝   Careful   what   you   wish   for,   Sam.   ❞   She   whispered,   her   voice   low   and   sultry.   Finger   tips   trail   down   the   front   of   his   shirt,   leaving   a   trail   of   fire   in   their   wake.   All   she   could   focus   on   was   the   fire   burning   between   them.

Ruby's   eyes   blazed   with   a   mixture   of   longing   and   something   darker,   something   primal   that   called   out   to   the   deepest   parts   of   him.   If   there   was   one   thing   Ruby   couldn’t   deny   it   was   the   fact   of   how   much   she   craved   his   touch,   be   it   rough   or   gentle.   Her   lips   found   his   neck,   trailing   rough   kisses   down   his   skin.   ❝   There’s   nothing   here   stopping   you   from   doing   exactly   what   you   want.   ❞   Pulling   back   she   swept   her   tongue   over   her   bottom   lips   and   held   her   wrist   out   to   him   as   if   tempting   him   to   take   that   first   bite.   The   pulse   in   her   veins   beckoning   to   him   like   a   siren’s   call.   ❝   Do   it,   Sam.   ❞

[disturbnot]

i gotta know! because your character and your take on him are so unique! what ideas do you have about supernatural and where he'd fit in that world? care for a little headcanoning going on? cause i gotta see this. i'm intrigued!

as it so happens, dear new friend, i do have an ancient spn verse that i can make an attempt at blowing the cobwebs off of. although i'm going to preface all of this with the fact i haven't watched spn in quite a long time; i had my old verse for ash back in 2014, so some of the details have gotten a little foggy (both for the verse itself and for canon spn lore—i am LONG overdue a rewatch!) but i'll do my best to recount what i can for you. :)

if i recall correctly, ash's spn verse story is prefaced by the death of his father—a hunter that lived somewhere near the southwest us/mexico border at the time and originally hailed from mexico. i believe he and his wife/son were settled in arizona, but i could be wrong (details schmetails). anyway, one night ash's pops is off out on a local hunt; a scheduled descent of tzitzimimeh from the stars—skeletal demons of aztec mythology that are said to compose the stars at night. this shouldn't have been too much of a trial on paper, and yet the man is bested by the swarm. UNFORTUNATELY, the man's ever curious and wayward son snuck out of the house to follow him that night and found his father's body, with tzitzimimeh still on the prowl in the dark. but those weren't the only otherworldly entities slinking around the badland steppe, something else was stalking. it wasn't stalking for humans, though—it was stalking for the tzitzimimeh. the benevolent yet formless essence of the god quetzalcoatl pursued the demons, and found the devastated child in dire need of care and protection. quetzalcoatl, unlike many other primordial/progenitor gods, is of utmost benevolence. seldom partaking in their flesh or their sacrifice, it regards and holds humanity, all life on earth, with a fondest love known only to great mothers. and it aches for the child, yearns to help. it also keens for a vessel. in its nebulous form of abstract light, its powers are minimal, but with material hands... maybe not so much. maybe there is something it could do for the boy. what if it gave the boy the chance to correct this mortal wrong someday? how could he say no? two or three decades later, the boy has gotten old, bones burning with a latent primordial power the god is only too gracious to temper; his body does not deform or decay before quetzalcoatl's brilliant grace, for it sleeps somewhere within, at peace until it is needed for its own agenda against fouler gods. with time, it has become inextricably entangled with ash's soul—he could no longer tell you where he ends and the blessed serpent begins. goes without saying that this precarious union afford ash some very unique and powerful gifts... well, in exchange for a great glowing target on his back. tale as old as time, yes? either way, he carries on his father's livelihood and has worked long and hard as a hunter himself, albeit a hunter with significant advantages (not that this has gotten him all that close to avenging his father) — he likely specialises in cryptids and supernatural animals/creatures. back in 2014, i think i had it down that his mother was also dead, but? idk i will probably change that. i might change the whole thing! who knows? but this is what i have for the moment. tysm for asking, dixon! :D it was fun getting to ponder this again after so long on the shelf. 🙇‍♀️

[righteouslysin]

Closed starter: @safetypinned

𝐇e shouldn’t be pissed ˏ his brother meant well but every fiber of him was burning with rage 。 Calm down 。Hazel irises darkened as he found his gaze fixating past his brother ˏ half listening to him rant about the hunt 。He should have stayed retired but god forbid he needed a little more action than screaming fans 。 God forbid he need to kill 。Breathing slowed ˏ fists clenching and unclenching before he found his gaze snap onto the other 。Words ringing throughout his head 。 Erratic ˏ impulsive ˏ down right scary 。His brother was right to some degree ˏ his level of venting frustration is rooted deep within his soul to the point no monster they faced was given mercy 。

❛ 𝐀re you done with your lecture Samuel .ᐣ Last I checked no victim was harmed ˏ not every fucking monster deserves a chance at redemption 。❜

[orbiyoo]

i havent posted about it since halloween because i literally havent worked on it since halloween but the clown is going well ^_^

[bleakfated]

@safetypinned asked: "If we identify a UFO, does that just mean it's an FO?" from the supernatural & paranormal meme

bobby stopped cleaning his gun to look up at sam, incredulity in his eyes as he was confident he did not hear him right. it wasn't often that there was a case that left bobby stumped and he'd needed a break from digging through his old books. cleaning his guns had always been his go to when he needed some time to think and his mind wouldn't quiet down enough to let him do it without his hands doing something. sure enough, sam's asked the question. there's a chance that he was somewhat serious -- or simply trying to break the silence and lighten the mood a little. the kid's always been sassy, sarcastic and at times, damn hard to read.

❝ i think it would just be whatever we identify it as. otherwise -- everything in the sky would be an fo. birds, airplanes, kites, bees. ❞ there was a hint of a smile on bobby's lips as he answered before turning his attention back to the gun in his hands. it was only then that he realized how lost he had thought he'd been. not a speck of dirt or gun powder to be seen. he found the spots that looked worn down and started to apply some gun oil to it. he's still at a loss of what the hunter that called him yesterday was chasing after, but sam's given him the perfect opportunity to give his mind a break and come back to it with a fresh mind in a little bit.

❝ monsters getting too borin for ya or what? gonna make an escape for roswell to start chasin' flyin' saucers? ❞ bobby believed in aliens, don't get him wrong. just thought most of the eyewitness claims were a bit bogus. sensationalized media was to thank for that.

[lumiiiscorner]

positivity for @bloodsalted / @safetypinned from @sacrisaint

This is for @safetypinned / @bloodsalted

I love Dixon wiff all my butt

[untilthcyrot]

Poor Lafayette almost didn't know what to do with himself when he learned he didn't have anything to deep fry with the order Sookie handed him. He didn't know how to give a bowl of lettuce pizzazz, his words, but he made the salad for the customer anyway. She took the salad over to the table and set it down for him, brown eyes glancing over what he was reading. It certainly didn't look like he was reading Marmaduke to pass the time. ❝ What are you working on? ❞ She asked him, voice curious and chipper, enough to pass as a waitress just being hospitable and looking to make a good impression - in other words, wanting to work her way into a good tip.

♡ ───── @safetypinned liked for sookie !

[traumak1ng]

🧷14/11/21🧷

[ripcrispyblonde]

@safetypinned asked: ❝ Girl, if I were a fly, I’d be all over you, because you’re the shit! ❞ from the valentine's card meme !!

she's this close to nearly having whiskey shoot out of her nose at that one. some dribbles out of her mouth and she covers her mouth momentarily while she reigns in the giggling enough to not cover the bartop with her whiskey sour. ❝ sam-uh! ❞ her exclamation of his name adds an extra syllable, partially out of shock that those words just came out of her mouth and partially to scold him for not waiting for her to be done sipping her drink to say them. her cheeks are burning from the wide smile and laughter. her squeal and incessant giggling have drawn the attention of the other patrons at the bar, but she blissfully unaware. her eyes have barely left sam for the last twenty minutes.

wiping her lips, her incredulous eyes turn to her very inebriated boyfriend. ❝ pro tip, it isn't very romantic to compare your girlfriend to a pile of shit. ❞ she manages to playfully scold between laughing fits. her own mind is already scrambling to remember a line to fire back at him. payback in the form of getting him to nearly do a spit take of his own. she leans in close and tries to start one that comes to her mind, but an unintelligible group of syllables spill out. taking a deep breath, she holds back the giggling long enough to throw a line his way. ❝ i’m an archaeologist. i hear you have a large bone you’d like me to examine? ❞

[snnynaturalarch]

soft gazes ft. @safetypinned please don't reblog unless tagged

[xxgotthedevilinsidexx-archived]

❤️ @bloodsalted / @safetypinned I know you want to xoxo

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Me Oh My, Lookie what I Got Here ! I Get To Boast About DIXON !

I seriously never get tired of saying wonderful things about Dixon, my very long time ride or die bestie !

So let's start shall we ? Dixon is so extremely talented. No matter what character, so much goes into the thought process that each response is like eye porn. Over the years it's been Dixon's talent that has inspired me and pushed me to be a better writer myself. We can talk about anything together without judgement and over the many years we've helped each through some tough times. Just a 100 percent amazing person with a heart of gold. I'm so very blessed to have this angel in my life 🖤