#supernatural bangs

[thence-we-came-forth]

Whoop whoop! Destiel x twilight au be upon ye!!

My art for the incredible, amazing, showstopping fic that @macy2me wrote for the @destielaureversebb ! A story that will forever give me brainworms and now has a special place in my heart.

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[fluffylino]

serpent hybrid hyunjin 🌱🐍🌱

hyunjin never acted like this. you had never seen him behave so much like a serpent. was he experiencing an unusual kind of heat? did snakes do that...well u just gotta find out

i love this concept so much ill scream-

reblogging > liking

-contains mature themes (two dicks and a split tongue ahhh)

snake hybrids weren't exactly judged well in society. stereotypical beliefs calling them mean slithery liars who manipulate people.

they were just misjudged. misunderstood hybrids who needed affection too. maybe the energy exhuded made them look tough and deadly but deep down they were sweeter than even bunny hybrids.

thats why your boyfriend, hyunjin is always by your side.

theres nothing quite different about snake hybrids. except for the patches of scales on different parts of their body.

however some had no scales, instead just forked tongues. hyunjin was no exception. patient and mind numbingly soft at all times. snuggling into you every now and then.

thats why when you step into the house,you aren't expecting the strong whiff of a certain peculiar smell. its musky and fills the whole apartment.

you don't even know what you're smelling until you're embraced by him. his body warm, reeking of musk. intoxicating your senses.

"hyun-" you let out hurriedly, dropping your bag on the ground in shock. his face buried in your neck. hands running all over your body.

practically pushing you against the door, slipping his left hand between your legs while his right hand grabbed your backside. gasping at the way you seem to float off the ground. he's picking you up quicker than you can even process.

"what's going on? baby?" you say, trying to wriggle out of his firm hold. he's stronger than before and he continues holding you off the ground.

hyunjin hisses.

he fucking hisses.

and your eyes widen. thats only the second time he's ever hissed at you. once during an argument and right now. did that mean he was angry?

"heat." is all he says, huffing as he slams the bedroom door open. throwing you on the bed. not caring at the funny way, you bounced on the soft mattress.

"what do you mean? I thought snakes..don't get heats..."

you questioned. watching as he paced around the room, trying to control himself.

taking off his hoodie. arms out on display. shining with a thin layer of sweat. his hair soaked.

"fuck i don't know...i was washing our clothes and i got the smell of your shirt..."

he mumbles, and your eyes go down to where theres a prominent bulge in his pants. a wet patch staining the material.

"and its like my senses went wild. all I was thinking of was you. fucking you over and over again..." hyunjin slurs, his forked tongue peeking out.

"jinnie...your tongue"

you whisper. intrigued at how his tongue slipped past his lips every few seconds. he had never done that before.

"i can't control it-" he covers his mouth, gazing at you with needy eyes.

were his eyes always so sharp, you wondered.

"its okay baby, breathe" you reassure, opening your arms for him to come to you. and he does. resting his head on your shoulder, his weight pressing you down into the bed.

leaning into kiss him innocently when all of a sudden, his hands are on either side of your face, pulling you in for a needy kiss.

brain shutting off at the feeling of his forked tongue licking into your mouth. forcing you to be submissive because you knew you wouldn't win this battle.

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"j-jinnie" squirming under him.

his hands pinning your lower half down. head buried between your legs. your toes curling everytime he maneuvered his tongue to simultaneously flick at your sensitive clit and slip between your swollen lips.

"shhh"

u don't know if he's shushing you or hissing at you.

because the next thing you feel is his fork like tongue pushing all over your folds. fingers digging into your hips with strength that had your cunt throbbing.

whining at the loss as he lifts his head up. teasingly using the tips of his wet muscle to prod at your bundle of nerves. face contorting in pleasure at your taste. breath heavy on your warmth.

"breed." he blurts out, surprising himself. your mouth opening in shock when his nails dig into your waist.

his nails had grown longer, into claws and the once hardly noticeable scales on his forearms became visible. gradient shade of black and grey.

"hyun! h-hyunjin, baby b-bab-"

writhing higher into the mattress as he pushed your legs further apart.

nestling his split tongue over your swollen pussy. teasingly managing to place your clit in the Y of his wet muscle.

had his tongue grown longer because you could feel him so deep...

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"h-hyun?" you whisper, gripping his arm to relax your body for him. scales textured and rough under your calloused palm.

"m'right here, baby" hyunjin cooes. placing a hand flat on your lower stomach. eyes fixed on where he was prepping you.

with both his dicks. rubbing the tip over your folds while the other pressed into your entrance. leaking more and more slick that mixed with your own arousal.

"almost in, my love" nudging the first one in with extreme care. your fingers grasping at him. his jaw hanging open as he pushed in, groaning when he slid halfway in.

spreading your thighs so he could start to push his second dick in. the sensation and stretch making you cry in a mix of pain and pleasure.

snake hybrids had two features that only a person who they were close to, would find out about. a forked long tongue means their dicks are the same as well.

hyunjin was not particularly big. actually he was slightly above average considering snake hybrids had longer lengths and lesser girths.

hyunjin had thicker girths and the length of both his dicks were just perfect. neither too big nor too small.

but right now, he felt bigger.

he felt longer. he felt hot.

thats why when he pushes both of them past your entrance, you let out a muffled scream. eyes rolling back at the fullness. quite literally stuffed like this, for the first time.

"f-fuck gonna take me all in"

lowering himself to look down at you. his arms on either side of your head. placing his larger hands on your face. lips brushing against your open mouth.

"thats my precious girl~" and your pussy spasms around him.

getting him soaked because the way the word 'precious' rolled off his tongue, could make you cum on the spot. rolling his s's and a few other alphabets in a serpent like way. something he'd usually never do.

a firm thrust that has your hands flying up to hold onto him. clawing at his back while he buried himself deeper into your cunt. stretching you out with every rough movement.

the scales on his back were larger and travelled down his spine. groaning as you scratched down his back, hard enough to leave red imprints.

"gonna take my cum like a good mate, yes~" hyunjin hisses, watching you so closely. letting his tongue run over your front teeth, all the way down to your bottom lip.

you nod at his statement. wrapping your legs around his waist. pulling him closer. not caring if his patterns of uneven scales scratched you here and there.

plush lips kissing you with such intensity. his nose pressing into your cheek. pushing you deeper into the pillow. trailing a hand down to where your chest touched his. grabbing a handful of flesh and squeezing hard enough to make you arch your back.

taking the opportunity to thrust in deeper. your bottom half nearly lifted off the bed with his strength.

pads of his fingers pinching and pulling at your sensitive nubs. hooking your leg higher so he could change the angle. filling you up with warmth. it makes your eyes struggle to stay open.

this was nowhere near over...

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hiss hiss need more snake hyunjin ideas FUVKKKKK

part two

[witchy-worm]

This was my submission for the @spneldritchbang's reverse bang! Thank you @junesirius for claiming my art and writing such a cool fic for it! Please go check it out and leave some kudos!

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Thanks to our @spneldritchbang mod for running this event!

[samwessonscrowbar]

missing season one today

[raw-detergent]

Chef's Kiss

My contribution for the Destiel AU Reverse Big Bang, a very self-indulgent restaurant AU brought to life by the wonderful @tea-or-die, who made the experience an absolute pleasure.

[embears]

sam winchester my beloved ❤️

[tsukiyo-7]

I go off like a gun,

Like a loaded weapon,

Bang, bang, bang,

Grip me in your hands...

So here we go again,

It echoes in my head,

Bang, bang, bang,

Grip me in your hands...

So I can feel you here with me...

Soaked in sin,

Baptized by your kiss and now I'm born again.

[goat-fanatic]

my art for the destiel au big bang!

it corresponds to @malicmalic 's awesome fic so go read that rn :3

[brothersinablackcar]

PULL You’ve got that shotgun shine; shame about it. Born under a bad sign, With a blue moon in your eyes. ~Alabama 3 (A fill for the Bulletproof event !)

(Reblogging cuz I love this, and to correctly attribute the quote)

[quickreaver]

I can feel it coming in the air tonight. Hold on. Hold on. (Forget whether I've posted this by itself, not as part of the @spneldritchbang package, so here it do be. The story written for the art is FABOO (you can grab it here), so get thee o'er to AO3 and reeeeead!)

[fratercrucis]

sam winchester (✿◡‿◡) in skin, supernatural 1.06

[fluffylino]

railway inspired drabble ⚘️‼️

im fucking screaming at the scene where the blood drips out of his mouth and down into the other's mouth. aaaaa screaming without the s

-contains mature themes (chris is mean and not very nice, choking and strength kink, darker themes)

"trust me, darlin and stop trying to run"

his hand firmly pushing down onto your neck. fingers tightening around the base of your neck. you gasp, struggling to escape.

partly blinded by the rags tied over your half your face. catching a glimpse of the creature above.

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this was a bad idea. wandering into the abandoned infirmary and nearby asylum for a few ingredients was not a great idea.

doing this for an acquaintance who you weren't on good terms with, made it feel worse. sometimes desperation fuels a person into doing things that are unusual.

a witch like you? in vampire territory?

no. this was the holy grave.

that too a place where no one dared to go... that was a death sentence.

confrontation with christopher. a man who no one believed was real.

was in fact very real. and very terrifying.

hiding yourself as the other zombified prisoners was the only idea that came to mind.

however it wasn't the best idea at all.

he'd hunted you through the corriders. chasing you down particularly till the open airs. barricaded and within the grass patches outside the asylum.

the end was near? or was it?

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body arching upwards at the heat that licks up your legs. spreading straight to your core. a sensation that has you squirming.

everything blurring when his mouth finds its way to your heat. tongue slipping against your soaked folds.

canines grazing the swollen bundle of nerves in a way that heightens your senses. he's pulling you onto his tongue, tasting you entirely.

unaware of how you ended up in this situation. until you realise this situation wasn't taking place.

atleast in reality.

it was all in your head.

he was in your head. tricking you into being compliant. submissive only to him.

"you seemed to have enjoyed that, didn't ya?"

he cooes, laughing without much care for the fact that he had now kept you pinned to the floor with his booted foot.

hand slipping up to choke you harder.

"dirty girl. or should i say filthy little witch"

a flash of terror ignites within you. minutes to tasting death.

a little more force, a snap and your life would be over in his hands. in the hands of a blood thirsty cold blooded killer of the night.

"you thought i'd be dumb enough to not catch a whiff of your scent"

his lips curve upwards into a condescending smile.

"i'm smarter than you think. i'm everything you think i'm not"

"I knew it from the beginning. hiding? hiding gets you nowhere little one" and you fight back the tears in your eyes. going lightheaded.

watching him bite at his own wrist. whipping his head back with force. not a glimmer of pain in his expressions.

stoic and eerily cold. even as his arm bled. crimson red dripping out of his mouth. staining his chin.

his fingers cupping under your jaw. keeping your mouth open unconciously to gasp for air.

kicking at the grass under you at the warmth of his own blood dripping right onto your tongue.

tastebuds firing up at the iron like taste.

eyes fluttering as his darkened pupils stared straight into your soul. parting his lips further to spit more blood for you to swallow.

"h-hah" you gurgle, desperately trying to grab onto him. any part of him. wrapping weak hands around his covered biceps. clawing at the skin.

"take it like a good girl" and you moan. breathing heavily around the two digits he pushes past your lips.

pressing down on your tongue, making you swallow. his nails prodding deep enough to make you gag.

"i said take. it." and it shouldn't be so arousing. you can't control the slick that pools between your thighs. cunt throbbing and weeping for him.

even more so...now that he had imprinted himself on you.

you didn't know what to classify him under. an original vampire? a half turned werewolf?

whatever he was...he was powerful. controlling. thirsty for blood. thirsty for ruthless killing.

its only when you sob out. grinding onto his boot with relentless hips. that he pins you down. licking the redness that dribbles out of the corner of your lips.

"shush now, my sweet thing" he cooes, kissing the tears that stain your cheeks. his fingers tugging away the cloth covering your face.

"hush hush pretty girl" the vampire trails a finger down to your lips. firmly shutting you up.

"i'm in control of you from now"

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the mv screwed up my brain and now all i can think of is mister christopher bahng-

[witchy-worm]

Here's my art for my the Hoziernatural Multiship bang! I was paired up with the author @mbqnoyolo! and beta @mattzerella-sticks on this one. Go check out the fic! LINK TO FIC

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Thanks to the @hoziernaturalevents mods for running the event!

Story by @mbqnoyolo

Beta: @mattzerella-sticks

Artist: @witchy-worm

Rating: Mature

Summary: Dean wrestles with himself and his memories of a better time after Castiel's sacrifice while Sam tries to reach his brother in his grief and Jack waits for answers that may never come.

Warning/Tags: Grief/Mourning, Post 15x19, Angst, Established Castiel/Dean Winchester, Domestic Castiel/Dean Winchester, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Feels, POV Multiple, Anal Sex

[the-fluffstiel-bang]

Fluffstiel Promo #14 | The Wrong Door to the Right

Title: The Wrong Door to the Right

Written by: @imaginaryprotagonist

Art by: @stonelions

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Fluff (obviously), Director of Sales and Marketing Dean Winchester, Professor Castiel, Flustered Dean, Sassy Cas, Smut, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Comeplay, Rimming, Switch Dean, Switch Castiel, There’s an Exponential Amount of Smut for a Fluff Bang, First Kiss, Strangers to Lovers

Summary: While staying at a hotel for a work conference, Dean opens what he thinks is the closet door but turns out to be an adjoining room that has been accidentally left unlocked. He is greeted by the most attractive man he has ever seen in nothing but a towel. The man, Cas, seems incredibly amused, while Dean has zero chill about the situation. After the embarrassing encounter, Dean discovers Cas is the moderator of a panel he is speaking on.

Coming to an Ao3 Near You on February 27th, 2025!

[ladylightning]

i’m so serious why the fuck did kripke not commit to the bit and make sam and dean completely feral unsocialized freaks. they grew up completely isolated from other normal people AND other hunters. they barely have a formal education in the public school system given how much they moved around. they were raised by tv and left unsupervised in backwoods motels for weeks at a time. their dad was a paranoid obsessive widow vigilante that trained them to shoot first and ask questions later. they essentially escaped a fucking cult. oh yeah and one of them is the antichrist. they’re meant to be deeply unsettling and profoundly unnerving giant creepy men with knives and guns that loom around active crime scenes and ask too many questions. they are cryptids they are ghosts they are monsters and yet they are human. and like you just put them in jeans and call it a day?

[what-fandom-again]

Sam: let's play a game. It's called "Baby or Cas."

Jack: Whats that?

Sam: I tell you quotes I've heard Dean say, and you tell me if he was talking to the impala or Cas

Dean, rolling his eyes: Ha ha ha, Sam. Very funny

Crowley: Fine, moose. I'll partake in your little "game".

Sam: "If anything happens to you, I'm killing everyone involved and then myself".

Jack:

Dean:

Crowley: Oh dear, this was harder than I thought