#unabashed-lover-of-fictional-men

[saradika]

Hello! I love seeing all your dividers and banners you make they're all so good! Don't know if you've done something like this before (if you have I apologize so much!) But I would love something red and black maybe circles or scroll work ( anything really) I appreciate your work and thank you in advance ( no obligation whatsoever)

hi! You are too sweet, thank you so much! I hope these will work - I matched the red to your blog. 💕 thank you for sending this in!

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[loki-laufeyson-nonnie]

Hello my King! *Bows* it is a pleasure to meet you

*I chuckle, an amused smile spreading across my lips as I watch you bow.* Well, now...what do we have here? Have you come to serve me, darling?

[askleebodecker]

*Walking into the police station, tear stained face I look for someone to help me, sitting down in some chairs I wait patiently trying hard to not cry again*

*The look on my face matches the weather outside. Cold. Today's not a good day in Knockemstiff. I'm leaning back in my chair, reading the latest case file when I hear soft sniffles in the other room. Curious, I toss the papers on my desk and plant my boots on the floor before getting up. I walk into the other room and see you sitting in one of the chairs by the front door. I recognize you. Even saw you around town once or twice, but never talked to you, until now. I walk towards you, my hands grasping the front of my belt loosely as I stand in front of you.*

Well, what's the matter, darlin'? You look like someone up an' kicked your dog or somethin'

[the-tj-hammond]

*sits at the new bar that just opened, ordering a whiskey I sip it while looking at my phone. Frowning I sigh realizing I've been sitting for hours already*

Go on a blind date they said, it will be fun they said, fucking liars...

*I'm sitting a couple of seats over from you, sipping my rum and coke when I overhear you. I can't help but notice how beautiful you look and wonder why someone would stand you up. I move to sit next to you and wave over the bartender telling them to get you another one and to put it on my tab.* I couldn't help but overhear you, sweetheart. Mind if I join you?

[daddy-ari-levinson]

Morning handsome, hope your having an amazing day 😘

Hey there baby, good to see you here. Thank you so much, I wish you an amazing day too 😉

@unabashed-lover-of-fictional-men

[jessybarnes]

💋

Ransom Drysdale, dark/mob

Hi, baby! ❤️ Thank you so very much for your moodboard request! I'm so sorry this took so long to make. I really wanted to get the photo shop I did as perfect as I could. Also, I'm working on your Bucky moodboard request too. 🥰

Feel free to send more stuff for my ask game, sweetheart 😘

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[anonlloydhansen]

Hello Mister Hansen!

Saw you on my feed and I had to say hello, if you ever need anything and I do mean anything let me know 😏

Hi there, sunshine.

I promise I’ve got more than I could ever need, but it’s good to know you’re so eager to please me.

[biteofcherry]

I'm not sure you'd manage to take an ounce of control from him once it all started 😉

Thanks for sharing and commenting!

Bucky and reader plus sex pollen and stuck in a cabin in the woods?

Petals

Bucky Barnes x female reader

warnings: sex pollen; slight dub-con due to sex pollen (but otherwise consented); unprotected sex; fingering; 

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“There’s not a single pill in this goddamn cabin!” You yell, slamming the cabinet door shut.

The heat unfurling in your belly, spreading its burning tentacles through your whole body, clenching around each limb and squirming in your insides, makes you impatient and angry. 

Fear of what the unknown adds oil to this fire.  

You went through every nook in this house and found nothing useful to help your state. For a place that belonged to a scientist it sure is poorly equipped in medicine.

It was supposed to be so simple. A boring reckon mission. Just to check the cabin and secure any samples of the ongoing experiments the former Hydra doctor ran in this place. They weren’t even that groundbreaking, it seemed at first glance. 

He focused on plants and their genetics. No human experiments so far, no especially suspicious or dangerous ingredients. Just various plants, basic chemical reagents, stacks of Petri dishes. 

As a member of doctor Banner’s scientific unit you were tasked with gathering all the potentially dangerous or simply unusual items. Bucky was your security. A one person army to save your civil ass if you got in trouble. 

You made sure to take the highest precautions. With masks and gloves on, you carefully placed each item in a container which you later locked in special cases. 

You tried not to show any reaction to seeing Bucky in a mask. The blue of eyes striking a more vibrant color in contrast to it. They seemed more piercing, too. 

You saw Winter Soldier only on footage, with his black muzzle covering half of his face. Bucky was always Bucky to you, since the day you were introduced. But you couldn’t help the jolt of adrenaline as his attentive gaze observed your every move. 

Once done with the inside of the cabin, you took the masks and gloves off and checked the garden behind the cabin. It was filled with completely normal herbs and vegetables, nothing out of the ordinary.

You admired the few flowers that grew along the fence, swaying gently on the breeze. 

“I haven’t seen those in a while,” Bucky said then as he stepped right next to you, his eyes focused on the tall stem and deep red flowers cascading from it.

“They’re not very popular,” you nodded. “Some people have them in their rustic gardens, but it’s not a flower shop's desired item. Which is a shame.”

You traced one of the crimson flowers with your fingertip, gasping in surprise when the petals shivered and fell off at the mere touch. 

One petal after the other, like ruby domino pieces that swung on the wind before dropping to the ground. 

A puff of pink pollen gushed from bared stigmas, dispersing in the air. 

It got into your airways quickly, itching the back of your throat then transforming into a very sweet aftertaste that dried out your mouth and made you thirsty. 

Not more than ten minutes later, sweat broke out on your skin. A weird type of itching prickled your skin, making it oh so sensitive that a single brush of Bucky’s shoulder against you, as the two of you barged into the cabin, caused your whole body to tremble. 

When it became clear he was experiencing some effects of the pollen too, you were instantly worried. 

You were just a human, but if a super soldier reacted to a substance it meant serious trouble. Even if he was less affected compared to you.

Bucky stayed composed, only revealed his temperature starts rising and his muscles tensed. 

When you ordered an immediate cleanse, Bucky simply walked out of the cabin to dive into the lake in front of it. You locked yourself in the shower, scrubbing your body over and over again. You had to switch the water to cold when your body started heating up.

Cold shower didn’t help much, sweat dampened your skin a few minutes after you stepped out of the bathroom. 

Your first aid kit consists of dire needs medicine, there are epinephrine shots but no simple antihistamine pills. And your current state doesn’t call for pumping yourself with adrenaline. 

Your body is producing enough of it. 

“No pill would help anyway.”

Bucky’s low grunt startles you. In your frenzy you didn’t notice him coming back, but now that you turned to him you can’t help but notice everything about him.

He’s still wet from his swim. Drops of water shimmer on his skin, his brown hair seemingly ink black, heavy with water. He’s got only his pants on, not even fully zipped. 

He’s standing by the kitchen counter, leaning over it, head bowed, arms strained as he grips the edge. Wood dents beneath his metal fingers.

“What do you mean?” You wipe the sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand. Skin on skin contact, though it’s only yours, makes you shiver. 

“That heat-” your breath hitches when Bucky looks up at you, his eyes so intense. 

Your thin tank top and flimsy bottoms that cling to your damp skin feel nonexistent with how he takes in your body. 

He straightens and slowly walks over to you. Your heart rate seems to increase with each step that he takes. He backs you up against the cabinets. Towers over you, his massive form filling your vision and limiting the world for you to his body alone. 

“That itching-” he trails his fingers down your arm, eliciting goosebumps along their way. 

He slips his flesh arm around your waist and hooks his metal fingers under the strap of your tank top.

“There’s only one way to fill this hunger.” Bucky yanks on the strap, ripping your top off of you easily.

He captures your surprised yelp on his mouth; lips and tongue battling your resistance. 

Bucky’s touch sets your body ablaze. The kiss both satiates a growing need, as well worsens it. 

But he’s right - the itching beneath your skin melts into a pleasant hum, restoring energy in your body and making it shake with an urge to take more. Blood rushes through your veins, throbbing in your erect nipples and swelling clit. 

“N-no.” You pant when Bucky’s kisses move from your mouth to trail along your jaw and down your neck.

Your hands fly to his shoulders, fingers digging into his flesh, but you don’t exactly put any strength into pushing him away. Your protest, too, is more against the meaning behind Bucky’s words not against the pleasure he strums your body with.

“No, it can’t be.” Your eyes close, body jerking in a jolt of sensation as metal fingers squeeze your breast. Smooth, cool metal grazes your stiffened peak. 

“It was just-” a whimper escapes your lips when Bucky pinches your nipple, his other hand pulling down your bottoms. “Just petals. Just flower petals.”

Bucky kicks your legs wider apart as he slips his fingers between your folds.

“It made your petals weep for me,” he groans, stroking you and smearing your wetness around.

His intimate caress stirs up the flames of need, deepening the craving. It becomes painful, how each cell in your body seems to scream in need. Heat grows, trickling sweat down your back.  

“Make me come!” You beg, fisting Bucky’s hair. “Just please, make me come!”

“It won’t help much.” He warns as he eases a finger inside you. “The pollen made your body receptive. It craves its counterpart.”

Your brain feels scrambled, unable to fully understand what Bucky means. Or maybe you don’t want to understand it, just want to feel more of him, take more of him. A second finger slips along the first, stretching your walls, and you moan. 

“You need seed to fill you.” Bucky growls, pushing his fingers knuckles deep and pressing the heel of his palm against your clit. 

You gush all over his hand, your pussy soaking at the mere mention of being full of him. 

“You like that idea, Petal?” Bucky’s new nickname for you and the way he groans his question right next to your ear, make you shiver. “Want me to fill your sweet pussy?” 

“Please, please,” you start mumbling, lips pressed to Bucky’s bare shoulder, lavishing it with your tongue. 

His fingers feel good inside you, but it’s not enough. Like a burning after a really spicy pepper that no water can cool, the only saving is to dip your tongue in milk so the casein can break down capsaicin. How fitting that you need milky semen to wash out the burning in your womb.

“I need you to come for me first.” Bucky starts thrusting his fingers in and out of you, his pace gradually increasing. “Have to loosen your tight cunt, or I’ll hurt you.” 

“It hurts more without you.” You whine, hips rocking back against his hand.

“So needy,” he mocks you. 

Bucky curls his fingers inside you, flicking them in a come-hither move as he presses his palm against your sensitive nub. He commands all of your tension to draw into that spongy spot he’s tormenting, clenching your walls and stealing your breath.

Until the coil snaps and you come with a wail.

You sink your teeth into Bucky’s shoulder when he keeps rubbing you raw, prolonging the tremors. When he pulls out it’s with an embarrassing squelch. He pushes his pants down just enough for his cock to spring free. 

Your legs are shaky, knees almost give out, but it stops being a problem the moment Bucky hoists you up. You cling to him, hands pressed against his back. Bucky hooks your legs over his elbows and slams you against the cabinets. 

His dick rests against your pussy; red, leaking head of him bumping into your oversensitive clit. 

You often heard your friends at work giggle as they made dirty speculations if super soldiers were also super endowed, but you never considered you’ll have a chance to find out how close to the truth they were.

Bucky might be even bigger than they imagined. 

“Guide me inside you, Petal.” He grunts, licking the shell of your ear. 

He rocks against you, his cock sliding up and down between your swollen folds. You slide your quivering fingers down across his chest and over his abdomen. You can feel his muscles flexing under your touch, your effect on him as strong as he has on you. 

A needy sound escapes your mouth when his cock throbs as you trace up the length of him. When you close your hand over him, the tips of your fingers don’t even meet because he’s so thick.

You guide him to your entrance, gasping and throwing your head back as his tip stretches your opening.

Bucky stays still for a moment, his head tilting until he catches your gaze. Steel blue of his irises flashes something lethal and then he’s slamming into you in one stroke. 

You scream, your fingernails needling the skin on Bucky’s back. 

A prickle of pain seems to spur him on, his sounds low and gruttual as you slash his back in desperate attempt to ride out the mixture of pleasure and ache his rough fucking causes. 

He presses against you harder, plowing into you with fast, deep strokes. He’s chasing to sate the hunger gnawing at his own bones, his care for you yielding to his own need. And in a twisted way it turns you on more. 

Your back starts to hurt, the cabinets creaking louder and louder with your each move. When something behind you creaks and splinters, you let out a yip. 

“Fuck!” Bucky curses, stopping for a moment.

A second later the world twirls in front of your eyes.

Bucky drops you both to the floor, taking the impact on his back first then swiftly rolling on top of you. 

Your arms fall next to your head, cushioned on the wild fan of your hair. Cold tiles beneath you make you hiss at the contact, but don’t ease the heat that still licks your body with flames. 

Bucky pulls your legs up against his chest, your ankles resting on his shoulders. When he thrusts back inside you his cock pushes deeper, nudging your cervix. 

He falls forward, bending you in half as he reaches for your hands and intertwines your fingers. 

His hips slam against your ass, snaps of slapping skin echoing through the kitchen. Your slick trickles out of you, sticky cobwebs stretching between your buttocks and Bucky’s balls each time he withdraws. 

You’re almost nose to nose, Bucky’s gaze catching every flinch on your face, every twitch of pleasure. 

“Beg for my cum,” he rasps out, feeling your cunt pulsing around him. 

And you do. With eyes closed, head tilted back, you splutter pleadings and prayers as if Bucky was your god and you begged for a drop of water while stranded in the desert.

Each broken sentence urges Bucky on. Every cry and sound of his name falling from your lips makes him fuck into you harder, faster. 

You truly cry, tears streaming from the corners of your eyes and down your temples, when he rips another orgasm out of you. Your whole body writhes beneath him, Bucky’s weight pinning you down so you don’t slip away as he pounds into you relentlessly.

Your pussy tightens around him like a vice, yet he keeps pushing and pushing, rawing your walls. 

When Bucky finishes with a loud roar, his cum spilling inside you in hot, thick spurts, your senses seem to overload. Everything turns blank, your head filled with the buzzing noise of your blood rushing through you and Bucky’s groans of pleasure as his dick twitches inside you, filling you more and more. 

You don’t know how long you’re out of it. When your consciousness reconnects with reality and your eyes flutter open, Bucky’s peppering soft kisses over your chest and face. 

He’s still holding your hands. And he’s still inside you. Half-hard. 

“Can you get off?” Your voice is hoarse and weak. 

Bucky’s weight on top of you feels amazing. And that’s why you want him off, so it doesn’t become apparent you react to him even out of the pollen-induced haze.

“It’s not that easy, Petal.” Bucky looks down at you, then lowers his face so he can nibble on your bottom lip. 

“You think it’s all over now?” He asks with a chuckle. “That one round is enough?”

You’re not sure if it’s the lingering effects of pollen, or just Bucky’s proximity and words, but your body tingles anew. Warmth blooms in your belly, like an opening flower stretching its petals to touch every part of you. 

“Sorry, doll, but it’s not. It’ll take hours before it starts wearing off.” Bucky releases your hands and pulls himself up on his arms until he’s kneeling back.

He wraps his fingers around your ankles, gives each a kiss before sliding your legs down. He spreads you wide, throwing your thighs over his hips. 

“It can be hours of suffering,” he says as he kneels up, hands firmly holding your hips raise them along. 

“Or-” he rolls his hips into you, his cock twitching and hardening inside you.

Bucky spits down on your swollen clit and you cover your face with your hands to mask the flash of depraved pleasure it caused. But your body betrays you anyway, your pussy fluttering around his length. 

“So, what will it be?” He asks, holding your hips up with ease. 

“Fuck me!” You blurt out when a jolt of needy current sizzles down your spine.  

“As you wish, Petal.” Bucky withdraws slightly then slams your hips back onto him, moving your body like a rag doll.    

[aaron-hotchner-rp]

Closed Starter

@unabashed-lover-of-fictional-men

This was the first case in what felt like ages where the team didn’t have to fly to another state. Unfortunately, one of the FBI team members was enjoying a night out with a friend when they were taken. Thankfully, it was up to Aaron to talk to them about what they had witnessed.

He looked up from what seemed like a mountain of paperwork and stood up, reaching out to shake her hand, “Hey, thanks for coming in. How are you doing? I know you two are close.”

[princess-beatrice-anon]

Closed Starter

@unabashed-lover-of-fictional-men

I stood inside the ballroom, chatting with others, ignoring Alex and Henry bickering with each other. This wasn’t the first Royal wedding I had to attend, only this time it was Phillips.

As time went by, I kept chatting with guests before someone caught my eye. I walk over to you, grabbing a glass of champagne on my way, “Well you definitely seem out of place.”

[jessybarnes]

Omgggg this was so so good baby! I love how sweet Dean is. I love the way you write him. I love the way you write in general. 🥰🥰❤️❤️ I can't wait to read more from you 😘

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Chapter 2 Carry On

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Prologue /Chapter 1

🥧 Universe: Supernatural

🥧 Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

🥧 Words: 2005

Notes: I am screaming, crying and throwing up both from excitement and nervousness. Also huge thank you to @supraveng for even considering me for this. I have NEVER been in any type of writing collab and I am shook I was even thought of for this. I am excited to see the flow and to read all the other writer’s stories and see the other universes. So I hope everyone enjoys it and please check out the other writers involved. Also any mistakes are my own. This was not beta read.

Thank you so much for reading this, as always reblogs and comments go a long way and are welcome and super appreciated. Please check out the other parts of the story and enjoy!

Dividers from @firefly-graphics

“Where am I now?” You glanced around seeing a very few buildings, in the distance you saw what you thought was a sleazy hotel, sighing you started walking towards it. You wish you could know what the heck was going on, you were so close and then you “jumped again” After a while you realized the hotel seemed even further away than you thought.

Everything hurt and you really just wanted a soft bed and a shower. Before you can gather your bearings the roar of an engine makes your jump. A sleek, black and chrome car rounds the corner and all you can do is brace yourself for the inevitable impact, but you’re surprised when the car stops right next to you. Grumbling to yourself you hoped it wasn’t some grade A creeper, you hear someone talking to you “Sweetheart, do you need a ride?”

Getting ready to throw some attitude at the driver you turn, and are shocked. The man talking to you looks at you confused “Sweetheart you good?” You gape at him,slowly shaking your head no "No I was just in New York where am I now?" you take a shaky breath as you shake your head hoping that this is a dream. Sighing the man looks to the passenger and stops the car gesturing to the back seat “Come on sweetheart get in and we’ll at least take you to the hotel up the road, it's a little hot to be walking outside today, and you’re in Lebanon Kansas”

Looking at him, you swallow he looks sincere his green eyes looking at you with concern, the spray of freckles across his face make him look younger and you can’t help but smile “Uh sure thanks, sorry can’t be too careful nowadays” The man nods and smiles “I agree sweetheart, name’s Dean, Dean Winchester. This is my brother Sam and sometimes an angel will sorta appear. His name is Castiel.” You almost let out a squeal, you thought he looked familiar. You watched all of Supernatural more times than you could count, had any and all merchandise and were mildly obsessed with Dean Winchester. And now you were staring at him, his brother and Baby…..you couldn’t believe how your day…days were going.

Sliding into the car you gently shut the door knowing how much Dean cared for his Baby, unable to hide the smile on your face you looked over to Dean and Sam “Thanks so much for picking me up, been on any interesting hunts lately?” Suddenly the car stops and there is a gun pointed at you from Dean “Who the hell are you,are you a demon or one of those dickhead angels?” Sam looks at Dean “Come on Dean maybe there is an explanation..” 

“Dean put the gun away, this woman is clearly not from this universe” You turn to your left and see Castiel, nodding you clear your throat “He’s right! I swear I was just somewhere else in a different universe and I jumped, I honestly have no idea how this is even happening” Glancing at the men you blush feeling embarrassed, Dean chuckles softly “It’s ok sweetheart if Cas says you’re from another universe we believe him, trust me this won’t be the weirdest thing we’ve ever seen” Winking at you he smirks and turns back around and starts Baby back up, driving the short distance to the hotel. Checking everyone in you wait for the brothers before entering the hotel room, looking around you smile “Oh magic fingers! These are great! Anyone got some quarters?”

Dean laughs and smiles moving closer to you “Sweetheart I think I’m going to like you being here, see that Sammy another Magic Fingers enthusiast. Now sweetheart tell us everything that happened before you got here, every detail. Cas get down here please so you can help explain things” Hearing wings you look and see Castiel smiling at you, sitting next to you “Hello again” Smiling you nod “Hello again Castiel Angel of the Lord” Dean rolls his eyes slightly and sits on your right side, placing his hand on your knee “Go on sweetheart tell us your story” Nodding you start telling them everything including how you had just jumped when you were walking on the road, Sam look intrigued while Dean looks sad and so does Castiel “Everything she said is accurate Dean” Dean nods “But how does so go back to her right universe? She can’t just keep bouncing can she?”

Castiel shrugs “I think that depends on her, someone or something is allowing her to meet these people so until she has met them all she will continue to jump, once then will it stop” You nod slightly “It’s that easy? Won’t that uh mess me up? I mean traveling that much sounds damaging?” Dean nods in agreement “Yeah I feel like that can’t be good sweetheart no offense” Castiel cocks his head at Dean “She’s been fine so far I believe she will continue to be fine, for now we should enjoy our time with her before she “jumps” again” Dean smiles and nods “Sammy, Cas how about you get a bunch of greasy cheeseburgers with the works and fries, oh and some pie! And we’ll have a party of sorts for our new friend” Winking at you again Dean smiles, Castiel chuckles and nods “Of course Dean.”

Sam nods and looks at you “You going to be alright here with my brother?” You laugh and nod “Yeah I’ll be fine” Sam laughs and looks at Castiel “Come on let’s get Romeo here some food and pie” Castiel looks at Sam confused “That is not Romeo that is Dean” Laughing softly you watch the two of them leave, glancing at Dean you sigh “I hate to ask this but I really want to take a shower and clearly I have no spare clothes with me can I borrow something?” Dean chuckles and nods “Yeah I think I have a spare flannel you can wear and maybe a shirt, otherwise Sammy has some but they might end up a dress but hey it’s something” Smiling you nod and look around the room as Dean rumages for clothes, suddenly you feel someone behind you. Turning you see Dean with a smirk on his face “Here you go sweetheart, now go shower and then we can eat”

Blushing slightly you nod and head into the shower, shutting the bathroom door you strip, turning on the shower you let the water get nice and hot. Walking under the spray you sigh happily letting the hot water relax your sore muscles washing up you grab the shampoo and lather up your hair. Feeling much better than before you shut off the water and step out, drying off you pull back on your bra and panties. Pulling on the shirt and the flannel and your pants you walk back out “Dean?” Looking up from his laptop he licks his lips and smiles “Yeah sweetheart? Feelin better, you look better, more relaxed” Laughing you walk over to him “Oh so before I looked bad? I’m kidding, I do feel better, thanks for the clothes. Sam and Castiel back yet?” Dean shakes his head, his eyes still roaming over you “Not yet sweetheart still just you and me, come on and sit with me while I do some research” Nodding you sit and look at the papers and books laying around.

My neighbor came back and took a bite out of my arm ... .My sister isn’t my sister, she’s a body snatcher…The ghost of my cat is haunting me Glancing at Dean you smirk slightly “Can we look for the ghost cat? Sounds cuddly and kind of cute” Dean laughs and watches you “I was researching for a case sweetheart but I’ll be sure to get you that ghost cat” Winking at you Dean gently pats your knee making your skin break out in goosebumps, Dean grins and looks at you “So what was the other universe like?” You blush slightly, licking your lips you smile “It was good, hard to explain but there were some enhanced people there and yeah was good” Frowning slightly you remember Bucky’s face shocked as you jumped again, Dean sees your face fall and rubs your knee gently “Hey sorry sweetheart didn’t mean to bring up anything sad” You shake your head “No offense but I wish I could have stayed there more,but I am glad I’m here uh with you and of course Sammy” Dean smirked “Oh course sweetheart” Blushing you shake your head at him “I’m serious!”

Dean laughs and smiles “Oh I believe you sweetheart I promise, so let me ask you how do you know if or when you're about to jump universes?” You look at him yawning slightly “It’s hard to describe it just feels like something is going to happen…and then I’m just somewhere else” Dean rubs your knee gently “That sounds like that would be very difficult to get used to, well I hope your with us for a while and if you do jump again I won’t stop until I find you again alright?” You nod your head, tears filling them “That means a lot to me, thanks Dean” Stroking your cheek with his thumb he winks at you “Anything for you sweetheart, I know I haven’t known you a long time but I feel like I’ve known you for a lifetime, now you’ve had a long day so how about we get some sleep and we can talk more in the morning?” 

Nodding you smile “That sounds amazing it’s actually exhausting to jump through universes” Standing you walk with Dean glancing around the bunker “Was going to ask if you wanted your own room or wouldn’t mind sharing one with me? Only because we don’t know when you’ll jump again” Laughing softly you smile up at him “Sure we can share one if you’re ok with it” Smirking at you “Sweetheart I’m sure I would like the left side if possible, plus I always sleep with a gun and its hidden under a pillow on that side. I’ll try to stay on my side promise” Looking at him mischievously you smile “I can’t promise anything but I’ll try to behave myself” Dean laughs and nods “Fair enough sweetheart, I hopefully will see you in the morning”

You nod hoping that this time you won’t jump, you slide into bed and still can’t believe that this whole thing is happening. How many more times would you jump? What universes would you go to? Would you ever be able to stick with one?” Your mind was running a mile a minute glancing at the nearby wall. You felt arms wrapping around you and pulling you close. “I can almost hear you thinking sweetheart, just get some sleep and remember I’ll find you no matter what ok?” Nodding your head you press close to him before closing your eyes.

Feeling a light in your eyes you groan loudly turning you frown “Oh no…” You manage to open an eye and realize it happened again, your heart sunk as you realized you were not in the hotel room with Dean, but where were you now?

[jessybarnes]

For you celebrations prompts may I have

Angst #2 "Let me go"

Fluff: # "Come here and snuggle with me"

Smut: "That's it baby, Take it like a good girl

😉

Oh, my goodness! I'm so excited! Yes, baby, you can have those prompts! I'll get them marked off. I can't wait to see what you create, honey! I just know it's gonna be amazing 🥰🥰

[tonystarkanonn]

{text}

"Hey I know it's Friday and your probably busy but I need to see you it's important"

{text}

“I’m just tinkering in my lab, you want to come over to my place?”

( @unabashed-lover-of-fictional-men )

[navybrat817]

A blonde bombshell power couple. 😂 Glad this gave you a good chuckle! ❤️

In case you lovelies we were wondering, my daughter had Captain America and Captain Marvel kissing this morning as she was getting ready for school. She happily giggled as she took them in the car and sat them beside each other in the middle seat.

My hubby: "Is that how fanfiction starts? What's that ship name?" *pauses and looks at the dolls again* "Wait, why did I think that Captain America was kissing Thor instead of Captain Marvel?"

Me: "Oh, that ship name is ThunderShield."

Hubby: "..."

Happy Hump Day, lovelies. 😂❤️

[nytehavyn-circle]

( @unabashed-lover-of-fictional-men wanted a starter from Terran for Ophelia)

Terran had arrived at Ophelia's work after hearing many reports through his network about a rash of killings perpetuated by a purported vampire. Now, of course, that aspect of it had stayed out of the news, but certain police reports, those reports that make their way to higher-ups and are subsequently buried, had commented and theorized on this.

And Ophelia, one of the resident coroners in the city, head been examining bodies off those who had fallen victim of the vampire attacks.

Terran, in his pristine white suit, stood just inside of the sterilized room. He stood straight, his cane in his hand, tip against the ground. And he made sure he didn't touch anything. "Miss Deathholme," he addressed her with respect. "My name is Terran Nytefyer. I'm sure you recognize me. I have come to you, because some reports have recently, quietly, come to my attention."

When she turned around, he stepped forward and spoke to her over the table upon which lay the most recent victim of the attacks. He turned his icy, clear blue eyes downward, and looked at the body. "Tell me, have you spoken to this one, yet?"

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Sends you a text message:

So I went baby clothes shopping......

And now I need to sit everything hurts

XOXO

[text]

Why don’t you rest? I’ve got a few more things to do but then I’ll head home