#samwinchester

[destielprophet]

this parallel is truly insane.

[seasononesam]

Any more ghost cameos in the dailies? Not in the first six hours.

[yoongisgayvanz]

just girly things

[pieandflannel]

can I request a fic/drabble where the reader accidentally bites dean/sam when she gives him a blow job for the first time?

₊˚⊹♡ first time fumbles 🤦‍♀️

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pairing: teen!sam winchester x teen!reader

summary: accidentally biting down while giving him your first blow job.

cw: 18+ smut with plot, oral (m receiving), inexperienced reader, first time oral sex, set in the early 2000s. fluff ending.

word count: 1034

julia yaps: i think i got a bit carried away with the idea…hope you like it! <3

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you never done this before. sam knew that, and thankfully he wasn’t exactly experienced either which brought some type of comfort to you.

but when things escalated from simply doing your homework to making out on his bed to something more, neither of you had stopped it.

now, here you were, nerves rattling inside you as you tried to remember all the vague tips you’d read in some teen magazine.

‘step one – don’t go straight into it, built the tension, make them want it’

you shared a heated kiss with sam, straddling his lap, feeling him getting harder beneath you with every passing second. his hands resting on your hips, gently pulling you closer to him, wanting to really feel you.

your hips grinding softly against him, earning a soft moan from him which sent a chill down your spine. assuming you’re doing a good job so far, you move on to the next step.

‘step two – get in a comfortable position’

as you slowly pulled away from his lips to take a breath, you look into his hazel eyes searching for confirmation that he still wants to proceed, he gives you a slight nod before fixing a strand of hair behind your ear.

and with that you started to slowly kiss your way down his jaw and neck, softly and teasingly. your fingertips leaving a burning trail behind them.

you slide down his lap and in between his legs, your eyes on him as your fingers play with his belt, unbuckling it and unzipping his jeans. both of you breathing heavier at the realisation of the moment.

he lifts his hips enough for you to slide his jeans and boxers down, his throbbing cock springing free right in front of your face.

your eyes widening slightly at his size, your cheeks turning a pale shade of pink. after all this was your first time seeing your boyfriend’s cock, and it’s big.

sam can’t help but smirk a little, your reaction boosting his ego.

‘step three – use lube’

“d-do you have lube..?” you asked, your tone shy as nerves start catching up to you.

“yeah” he nodded, of course a teenage boy will have lube what a silly question, he opened the drawer of his nightstand and took out the bottle of lube, classic cherry flavour.

“a cherry kind of guy, huh?” you tease him despite your nerves eating you up. you take the bottle from him and squeeze a good amount on your hand before gently gripping his shaft and lathering it up with the sweet cherry flavour.

“that was the only one in the s-store” he tried to explain himself but the feeling of your hand wrapping around his cock worked like a reboot button.

‘step four – get them hot and ready, the art of teasing’

your hand started slowly, very slowly moving up and down, spreading the lube all over his shaft, earning a shaky breath from him, his eyes on you, observing you taking your sweet time with his cock.

“is this okay?” you ask him with doe eyes, making sure you’re doing it right. sam’s lips slightly parted, his chest rising and falling heavier, just the sight alone is getting him incredibly turn on.

“mhm..” he breathes out before biting his lip, “k-keep going” he whimpered.

you give him a soft smile, relaxing a bit as you see him enjoying himself. without thinking about it for too long you give his tip a slow lick, your eyes on him as you do so. you can feel his abdomen tighten and relax at your action.

you take your time with his tip, giving him short licks and kisses, remembering that the magazine said something about it being the most sensitive part of the cock.

you can tell that at that point sam was very much anticipating your pretty lips around his cock, and you weren’t going to deny him that pleasure.

you brought your mouth down to the head of his cock and slowly put him in your mouth, your plump lips wrapping round him. you weren’t going to lie, he does have a big dick for a first timer like you, but it’s the efforts that count right?

you started to bob your head slowly, your hand pumping him at a steady pace. his hand moving into your hair, but he knew better than to push you down on your first time.

his mouth flies agape as you start to speed up, “oh god-“ sam let out a shaky whimper, his fingers tightening in your hair. encouraging you to go faster, deeper. but maybe you were a bit too ambitious for your first time.

then it happened.

sam’s hips jerked, a sharp exhale leaving his mouth, “woah—hey—ow!” his voice was shaky, slightly panicky.

your stomach dropped at his reaction, you quickly pulled away, your eyes wide. “oh my god. did i—did i hurt you?”

he cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably. “a little.”

heat flooded your face. “oh my god.” you buried your face in your hands. “i’m so sorry, i-”

“hey, hey,” sam said in a calm and soft voice, sitting up and cupping your face in his big hands, his lips twitching into a comforting smile, he knew you didn’t mean to bite him so he sure as hell won’t let you blame yourself for a mistake a lot of people do on their first try. “it’s okay. just, uh… maybe less teeth next time?”

you looked him in the eyes, you could tell he wasn’t angry at you or anything like that. his thumbs caressed your cheeks in a soothing way.

“next time?” you echoed, slightly worried, definitely discouraged after what just happened.

he chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “yeah, you don’t get to quit after one fumble.”

you pouted still somewhat embarrassed, “this is the worst first time in the history of first times”

sam lightheartedly laughed, finding your little huffy demeanour adorable, he leaned in to kiss your forehead.

“babe it’s okay, stuff like this happens all the time.” he tried to comfort you.

“besides… now I got a new thing to tease you about” sam smirked.

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[supernaturaldoll]

2000s house party w/the winchesters

[deancaslvr]

supernatural is really insane when you think about it a little too long

the show actively turned from “demons are a big deal” to ah it’s a pretty shitty weekend with everyone gone let’s go thanos snap literal god with lucifers child who was born because lucifer possessed the president of the United States then banged his secretary.

also the spawn of Satan got turned into a tiny dog by a 300+ year old witch to sneak into a vet and steal anti-venom to solve a case of a demi-god who was eating gay people while doing that case dean had the ARCHANGEL Michael trapped in a shitty bar inside his noggin.

[deanway-to-heaven]

Sam Winchester in every episode | S01E03 | Dead in the water

[justwhisperingfantasies]

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[mentholmuse]

how i feel watching supernatural

[residentskully]

this got muted on tiktok so! tumblr exclusive folks! (i might post it on insta and yt though,,,)

[justroaminground]

hot mess (Dean Winchester x Reader)

Weeeeelll, hi and hello!

here i am back with another one shot! hehe i already would like to say sorry, i don't know where that came from! i just hope you enjoy it.

summary: sam and dean are family friends and sam decides to join your dad on an investigation, while you stay back with dean. ;) you basically teas him until he can not control himself any longer..whopsi

warnings: just smut, FILTHY smut!, age gap (but legal), creampie, no protection used,

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"well, i guess we have to wait then." you said while exhaling loudly, walking from the door back to the kitchen table where dean was sitting.

one of his hands rested on the table, holding a beer, while the other hand was resting on his thigh. when you turned around from the door to dean, you caught him checking you out. his gaze immediately went from your body back onto the floor and he nibbled on his lower lip.

your dad and sam just took of, checking out a hint. the 4 of you were solving a case and your dad needed some back up. sam and your dad were on the way, breaking into a police station to get some evidence. knowing this would take quiet a while, you had to spent the time with dean in your house.

dean never knew when to stop hitting on woman, but he never dared to talk to you that way. knowing your dad, his respect for your dad was unbelievable high. you sure as hell were exactly his type and the two of you had some hot flirts, but it never got any further. unfortunately.

you walked over to the fridge, to get yourself another beer.

"don't think you should be drinking right now y/n" dean spoke up.

"dad's not her and i am pretty sure they won't need us." you shrugged and opened it up. "cheers" you smiled sweetly while gesturing him to drink with you.

"what makes you so sure?" he asked with a interested expression.

swallowing the first gulp of the beer. you sat right opposite of him on at the table. you placed the beer on the table and held it with both hands.

"i feel like your brother is..very good at what he's doin' ya know?" you explained to him and looked straight into his eyes.

loosening the grip with one hand from the beer bottle you placed one finger on the bottleneck and stroke it a little to remove the water drops. since the beer was so cold and the room itself was pretty hot, there formed water drops on the bottle and you always had the ick to remove them.

"what? my brother seems to be a better help than i am?" dean smirked and tried to provoke you into saying something nice about him.

a grin formed on your lips and you decided to act exactly against his will. "well i gotta admit. it may does not seem like it, but some girls are into nerds dean." you confessed and bit your lower lip.

before he was able to say something, he watched your fingers. sliding over the bottle. dean couldn't help, but his filthy thoughts about you just raced through his mind. comprehending what you just said, his jaw clenched and his eyes shot from the bottle back up to you.

seeing this very raw side of him, made you shiver. the little hairs on your neck stood up and you pressed your thighs together. feeling your pussy getting a heartbeat.

dean already had his next words on his tongue, ready to spit them out. "let me convince you otherwise", but he kept them to himself. he broke the very intense eye contact and laughed quietly. one side of him, wanted to care for you so bad, but his logical thinking told him otherwise. he could possibly be your father. thing's just got hard for him, because you were a clever, attractive young woman, being very grown up for your age.

"well luckily i do not have to understand that. ignoring that he is even older than you are young lady! " dean said and leaned back against the chair. relaxing again, trying to calm the very tensed atmosphere.

a little bit of dissatisfaction made itself noticeable in your body. you wanted him so bad, you were literally craving for this man. literally man. he was the same age as your dad was, the two of you had a pretty rough age gap, but instead of being turned of, you were even more turned on. knowing you were a little freak sometimes, you weren't even ashamed of living your freaky side. the goal of tonight was getting fucked by him. whatever it needed..

"is that a problem?" you asked innocently and raised an eyebrow.

"what?" dean asked, looking back at you.

"the age gap?" you asked and took another sip of your beer.

he wanted to say something, but you were able to see he thought about it for a moment again. his lips pointed and formed into a laugh. he shook his head and once again switched his gaze from you to the floor and back up at you.

"i do think it is a problem." he confirmed and the expression on his face got more serious.

"oh..what a shame." you whispered and smirked. sipping once again on your bottle. grinning against the bottle opening, putting the beer down onto the table you got up. "luckily i don't" you got up and slowly walked along the long side of the table. your fingertips slowly slid over the table top.

"i don't like where this is going y/n" dean said while giving you a serious stare.

"don't look at me like that dean.." you pouted, while bitting your lower lip once again. you stopped right in front of him. "you're scaring me.." walking slowly around him, stopping right behind him.

"what are you trying?" dean tried to stay calm and play it off cool. he kept his gaze very persistent on his beer and fiddled the label off.

placing your hands on his shoulders, the smirk on your face grew and you leaned down to whisper into his ear. "keep on acting like that." your hands stroke further down onto his chest.

dean inhaled a sharp breath and his hands immediately grabbed yours, pushing them of. he stoop up and faced you. "stop it y/n!" he looked at you and raised his voice a bit.

not being a bit impressed by his anger issues, but got even more turned on. "make me." you talked very calmly back and kept the intense eye contact with him. quickly you pushed the chair aside and fell to your knees. still holding the eye contact with dean, you were going all in. wanting to feel his hands so badly on your body you swore to yourself you would drive this man crazy.

being very impressed by what you just did, his eyes widened and his jaw clenched even harder. by now his molars, must definitely be hurting. his strong and large hands rolled into fists and he fought so hard with himself, simply watching you.

"pretty please, dean." you looked at him with your doll like eyes and licked your lower lip. "will you care for me? at least that's what my dad wanted you to do.." a soft, pleading whisper left your lips and your hands reached for his belt.

"you know damn well, this is absolutely wrong!" dean hissed and his breathing got faster than it used to be.his hand once again grabbed yours, but before he was able to push you off, you pushed him forcefully back against the table and his hands immediately grabbed the edge of the table. distracting him with your quick move, you opened up his belt and opened up his jeans. butting one hand onto his growing member you smirked up at his scattered face.

"fuck!" dean clearly cursed out. his fingers clawed so tight onto the edge of the table, his knuckles turned white. he wanted to push you off, knowing this is a huge taboo, but he just couldn't. your soft hand against his crotch just felt to fucking good. he no longer knew what was wrong or right. how could something so filthy and wrong, feel so good and erotic at the same time? his mind was spinning and he couldn't help himself, but enjoy your touch.

your hand stroke along his hard cock, pressing against his jeans and you just admired this beautiful man. his facial expression still showed how hard he was fighting with his morals, but you knew he will be braking in. "don't make this so hard on yourself dean.." your voice broke through to him.

"h-how am i supposed to?! a fucking hot teen is kneeling right in front of me, pleading to be fucked, while i am supposed to take care for her" deans thoughts rushed unfiltered from his mind, out of his mouth and right when he was finished you already pulled down his jeans and boxers. admiring his rock hard cock, your mouth already craved tasting him.

not hesitating for a moment you took him into your mouth and whimpered satisfied against his tip. your big round eyes, looked up at him and his eyes widened in shock. his mouth fell open and against his will he loved it. he just loved how good your mouth felt around his cock. "holy shit y/n" he moaned out and his low and husky voice made you even more wet.

being motivated by his reaction, you opened your mouth even a bit more and almost fit him completely in. moving your head a bit slower at the beginning, your hands still rested on his thighs slightly holding onto him. his head fell back into his neck and he moaned in relief.

one of his hands found their way into your hair and that little touch made your body react so strong you moaned against his cock. his fingers grabbed your hair just the right way and he pushed your needy down against his length.

"you're such a whore for me y/n aren't you?" dean stated and held you down for a few seconds onto his cock. "giving yourself like that to me, a man the same age as your dad. what a filthy little whore you are.."he continued and let go of your head.

talking him out of your mouth with a "bloop", you spit into your hand and worked his length with your hand. "if you only knew how may wet dreams i had of you.." your eyes mirrored the lust from your body. wearing the dirtiest smile on your lips.

dark lust formed in deans eyes and he grabbed your hair, pulling your head back, making you look up at him and he leaned down onto your level. being shocked by this move you looked at him, switching your expression from filthy back to the most innocent angel you were.

"open your mouth." dean demanded.

you opened your mouth without a inch of hesitation. his other hand grabbed your face and he spit into your mouth. your mind stopped functioning at this exact moment and everything just felt like pure ecstasy right now. before you knew it, your lips crashed hungrily against his lips and kissed him slutty. pressing your body needy up against his body, he immediately pulled you off the floor and placed you rough on the table. a moan escaped from you lips into the kiss and he began to open up your jeans.

you moved your body just the right ways to help him undress you. within seconds you found yourself naked winding in his grip, trying to get more and more of him. the only thing he still wore, was his flannel. it was all unbuttoned and exposed his lean upper body. your hands explored every inch of his body and your legs were curled around his waist. his cock was pressed against your wet pussy and you couldn't help but wiggle your hips, wanting to feel him finally inside you.

the two of you were still exchanging wet and passionate kisses. his hands wandered from your cheeks down to your shoulders, softly sliding further down to your breasts. dean massaged them, with his huge hands, leaving you a hot mess beneath him.

"f-fuck me please.." you moaned against his lips and looked up at him. your lips were red and swollen from all the kissing and sucking. your eyes were watery from all the arousal building up in your body, you couldn't keep it together anymore.

"i will..don't you worry about that.." dean moaned against your neck and his hungry lips kissed their way down to your breast. he left wet kisses on your right breast. licking and kissing you nipple. he took his time and worked your breast just the right way to drive you even more crazy.

his hands held your safely against his body and you pressed your hip more against his. "i-i am begging you dean.." you started off once again and your had a hard time breathing. "fuck me, use me already.." you whimpered and gave yourself completely away in his hands.

"how bad do you want it..?" he loosened his grip a bit around you and smirked. his hand rested on your tummy and he pushed you back onto the table. you supported yourself on your elbows and looked up at him. "very very bad." you whimpered and bit your lower lip. his hand on your tummy slowly stroke further down, until he reached your bellybutton. he stopped right there and grabbed your hip.

"look at yourself..spreading your legs for me, being such a wet mess for me.."he smirked while taking in every inch of you beneath him. his words gave you goosebumps and you took a sharp breath in.

loving your reaction, he took his cock into his free hand and touched your clit with it. drawing little circles.

"not gonna lie. you don't know how my times..i imagined that tight, pink pussy, stretching just perfectly around my cock." he continued and you grabbed as hard as you could into the table. your hands started to shake a bit and you couldn't believe what he just said. "d-dean stop the teasing please.." you moaned out and your voice got a bit higher. moaning like a little angel beneath his touch you took every second in.

"just one more thing.." he guided his tip along your slit further down to your entrance. you quickly nodded your head and watched his lips hungrily in need of what was that one thing, keeping you away from feeling his cock finally inside you.

"let's keep this our dirty lil secret.." he whispered and his grip on your hips got tighter. nodding like crazy you confirmed to him and before you were able to prepare yourself, he trusted his length into you.

all the feelings and hunger that built up, completely wrecked you right now. feeling his thick and long cock, fucking you deeply you just couldn't comprehend it. your body felt like drugged from all the feelings rushing through you. him pushing into you very deeply, each thrust hits the right spot. making you weaker with every thrust. your body fell back onto the table and one hand grabbed your breast. the other one rested on your lower tummy, feeling him moving inside you. your vision got a blurred and your senses felt ten times more intense. everything felt more intense.

his strong arms wrapped around your body and pressed you safely against his. one hand held you onto him and the other one rested on the table to support him. he rested his forehead onto yours and kept moving inside you. moans, whispers as well as relieving gasps filled the room.

"open those pretty eyes angel" dean breathed out heavily and wanted to be sure you're okey.

opening your eyes you looked up into his eyes and couldn't help, but moan. "y-you're fucking me so good.." your voice cracked and you clawed one hand into his shoulder and the other one into his back. at this point he wasn't able to control himself any longer and he moved your body a bit more to the edge of the table. making you more accessible for him. he pushed himself as far as he could into you. his trust got a bit slower, but each time he made sure to push you down onto his cock, while trusting into you.

this just drove you crazy and you tried to hold up the eye contact. "i- i can't hold it in any longer dean.." you whimpered and already felt your abdomen twitch.

"cum for me." he whispered against your lips and kissed you softly but needy. him giving you the confirmation to cum, send you over the edge and you stopped holding it back any longer. a wave of electricity drove through your body and it released itself. your walls tightened up, making dean moan in surprise as he couldn't held it back himself any longer. he came into you and for a minute the both of you stayed in this position.

gently he picked you up, pulling himself out of you, walking over to the living room. he sat down and held you onto his lap. your head rested on his chest and he placed a kiss on your temple.

taking the time you needed to get back from your high you just laid there in his arms. your body still felt weak and sore, but it was okey. it was exactly what you craved. dean on the other hand just cared for you, making sure you were okey and he didn't go to hard on you.

"you okey..?" he whispered and looked at you. stroking your arm.

"just fine.." you gave back and kissed his shoulder. "i hate to admit it, but we should probably get dressed.."you added and looked up at him.

"pretty sure they're going to be back soon, yeah. but i just wanted to be sure you're okey." dean explained and hugged you a bit more against his body.

after a few minutes, the both of you got up and one after the other took a quick shower. you stayed in the living room while dean was in the kitchen. just as the two of you settled, the door swung open and sam, as well as you dad came in.

"unfortunately a dead end." sam said and rolled his eyes in exhaustion.

"did the two of you maybe found anything?!" your dad added desperately.

"uhm..well..no not really..honestly we hoped you guess would be successful.." dean kinda stammered and licked his lower lip.

sam raised and eyebrow and looked at dean.

"well then, let's continue the search." your dad said, not thinking anything while grabbing a bear and sitting down onto the table. searching the police files once again.

"seriously dude?!" sam whispered very very quietly, so only dean would be able to hear him. he already knew that was going on.

dean just smirked and shrugged his shoulders. looking over to you in the living room. you laid there, watching tv in your pj's and smiled innocently at the two of them. not knowing what they just talked about.

[morguekisser]

Something a little different.

I only just recently got into supernatural because I’m trying to expand my media literacy since I didn’t ever watch many movies or tv series when I was younger.

[kara-winchest3r]

— ʂ3 ҽ𝗽 7 ϝ𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗵 Ⴆ𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

[yoongisgayvanz]

he ain’t losing that shoe again

[pieandflannel]

౨ৎ ₊˚⊹ bittersuite 🥃

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pairing: dean winchester x sam’s gf!reader

summary: dean falls into depression due to being lovesick over you, who is dating his brother.

cw: angst, alcohol consumption, alcoholism, depression, lovesick dean, depressed dean, hopeless dean, no happy ending for dean, grammar not checked, somehow proofread.

word count: 781

julia yaps: i wrote this instead of going to sleep so apologies for any mistakes! 

inspo: bittersuite by billie eilish + this tiktok

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i’ve been having dreams.. about you and me..

at least one times a week.. i feel so empty when i wake up knowing i can only touch you in my dreams..

i can’t sleep.. properly because the only thing on my mind is you..

i see the way you want at me.. am i crazy? is it just my delusions? am i seeing what i want to see?

i want to be the one.. to hold you tight against me.. kiss your soft lips.. feel the warmth of your skin..

but i got to be careful.. lately he’s been suspicious as to why i haven’t been myself, that i’ve been turning down so many women.. not even checking anyone out.. but how can i when the only person on my mind is you..

i gotta watch what i say.. i can’t let you or him in on my true feelings.. it would ruin the whole dynamic between us..

god i hope it all goes away.. maybe the alcohol will help me forget..

cause i can’t fall in love with you.. i just can’t

no matter how bad that i want to.. it’s wrong, you’re my brother’s girlfriend

And i could never do that to sammy..

tears form in dean’s eyes

there is a knock on dean’s door, his brother’s voice is heard from behind the door “dean? you in here?”

dean clears his throat and wipes his eyes before he answers “yeah” his voice raspy from the alcohol he’s been drinking.

sam slowly opens the door, noticing dean sitting by the table behind the door, bottles of whiskey sitting on the table, some of them empty.

“dean you haven’t been out your room for a couple days, what’s going on?” sam asks with a worried look.

“have you been drinking all this time?” he asks, picking up one of the empty bottles, assessing it before putting it down.

dean says nothing. just takes another sip from his glass. sam sighs.

“talk to me man..” sam’s voice softening up knowing that his brother’s behaviour only means one thing and one thing only, dean is trying to run away from something. and that something usually being his own feelings and thoughts.

sam looks at dean with his well-known puppy eyes, “please..” he pleads.

“leave me alone sam” dean finally speaks, obviously shutting his brother out, but what else is he supposed to do when that’s all he knows thanks to john.

sam knows not to push his brother because it’s just no use, so all he does is sigh,

“alright.. i did find us a case though” he offers hoping dean will finally leave his room. get some fresh air. eat something. maybe even crack a half smile after the hunt is a success.

“you two can handle it” dean says in a monotone voice as he takes another sip. sam’s heart aches seeing his older brother like this, his jaw clenching slightly. the feeling of hopelessness flooding his system. he doesn’t remember the last time dean was in such a bad place. well at least to a point where he shuts himself in his room for days.

“so what now you’re just not going to talk to me and drink yourself to death? is that it?” sam tries very hard not to snap at him, but even he has his limit of patience.

“pretty much, yeah” dean shrugs, sounding more and more numb, like he actually doesn’t care what happens to him.

sam lets out a small scoff and shakes his head in disbelief, the dean he knows wasn’t a quitter, dean would never give up.

his brother is battling something very serious inside his head but he refuses to open up. wouldn’t be a first, but this time it seems as serious as ever.

“this isn’t like you dean, you have to talk me” sam attempts the soft approach again, he closes the door and sits down on the edge of the bed, his voice sympathetic yet pleading.

dean isn’t happy about sam pushing him, especially that he wasn’t going to tell him that he fell in love with his brother’s girlfriend, he wasn’t going to tell him how she makes his heart flutter whenever he hears her voice, or how he cannot keep his eyes off her when she smiles so beautifully, he cannot tell him that every time sam kisses her he wishes to be in sam’s spot, or even the fact that he can’t stop feeling guilty that he even fell for her in the first place,

i mean come on.

this ain’t a fairytale with a happy ending where they all hug it out and live happily ever after.

thank you so much for reading! feedback and reblogs are always deeply appreciated <3

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[supernaturaldoll]

best trio ever!