Can you relate??

Do you ever just have that one character in a TV show/Movie/Book that you love so much and just can’t seem to handle seeing them with another character. Therefore you literally ship them with no one. And it’s not even about the character they are being shipped with or about the ship itself, you’re just so invested in the character that your heart just shatters when you see them with someone else. Even though you know you have absolutely no chance with them, you’re still so possessive. Guys please reblog and say u agree or else i am going to check myself into a mental hospital because I’ve been going crazy thinking about this and if no one can relate than that will prove how fucked up i am.

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PS These are just a few of the characters. 

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#74- Belly bulge (Wincest)

Requested by @kittenofdoomage​ for my kink list (master list here).

Warning: smut, belly bulge kink

Word Count: 900

A/N: My first time writing this kink! Hope you enjoy! XOXO


Sam has lost weight. It happens every now and then, when they have a particularly stressful or active few months and Sam can’t devote hours to lifting weights and bulking up. His natural frame is lanky and thin, more slender than Dean, sleek muscles that mislead people into thinking Sam’s not nearly as lethal as he is.

Dean fucking loves it.

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Cursed

Requested anonymously: Dean and Sam get hit with a lust curse, but the joke is on the witch- they’re already having sex.

Word Count: 1800ish

Warning: lust curse, smut

A/N: This was such a fun request! Thank you! Hope y’all enjoy! XOXO


The witch stares at them with cold, dark eyes, hands twisted in front of her in some ritual Dean doesn’t recognize but doesn’t need to. It’s always the same. Some crazy ass curse that’s going to scare the shit out of them, leave one or both of them in close-to-death danger until they figure out how to beat it.

The bone-deep terror settles in as he braces for whatever the witch is about to throw at them, but it feels distant now. Familiar enough that he knows how to handle it. His arm reaches out for Sam in an instinctual movement he’s practiced since Sam was born, and their hands clutch at jacket sleeves together, waiting.

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All In Your Head


A/N: I don't know what this is, Im planning on making this a few parts long. I literally just sat down and started writing bs and this is where we got LOL I know this will probably be confusing at first but once i upload and write a few more parts it’ll make sense! Enjoy xx

Characters: Mary, Sam, Dean, Reader

Parings: Sam x Dean x Reader!Sister

Warnings: Panic attack, cutting????

Word Count: 1,200

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Flashbacks are in italics



You were blessing the boys always told you, they always wanted a little sister, especially Dean, but you always heard your dad, John, say otherwise. Any time he spoke to your brothers about you while you eavesdropped from you bedroom in the motel it was always “she was a mistake” “This wasn’t suppose to happen”

You would always cry for hours at night by yourself, you always told yourself it was because he was drunk he didn’t mean those things, regardless if he was sober or not he would always come in while you pretended to sleep, holding back your tears to make sure you were tucked in and safe.

But when John died all those things you always overheard him saying vanished from your mind, the boys never made you feel like you were a mistake, they never made you feel like you didn’t belong, they never singled you out, they did everything they could for you and you did the same.

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You were happy for the boys when they had their reunion with Mary, you barely knew what it was like to have a Mom and so did they, so you could only imagine how they felt, you couldn’t even put into words how you felt and she wasn’t even your Mom.

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