Summary: A romp in the bedroom with Dean has some unexpected results when you forget your own strength. Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam Winchester Word Count: 1755 Warnings: Smut, oral (female receiving), discussion of SPN canon violence, discussion of public lewdness, fluff A/N: So, I was thinking about what would result if this were to happen to a Winchester, and it made me laugh pretty hard. Then I came up with the title and the hilarity of the pun made me laugh even harder. Beta’d by the wondrous @saxxxology, gifs made by me. Enjoy!
“I’m almost ready, calm your pubes!” You yelled at the green-eyed hunter that was currently banging his fist on your bedroom door for the third time in the last ten minutes.
“Why does it take you forty-five minutes to get ready?” He replied, his voice muffled through the door. “Just throw on your jeans and one of my flannels.”
You sighed, shaking your head before adding the final swipe of mascara on your eyelashes. Men never understood that between a shower, blow drying your hair, getting dressed, and applying your (albeit light) makeup, it took more than a few minutes to get ready.
It was a cold October night and you were wearing one of Dean’s fleece flannels, jeans, and a pair of cowboy boots. Your makeup was perfect and your hair was cascading down your shoulders. Sam had just gotten back to Kansas after a solo hunt a few states away, and you were heading out to meet him at the local bar in town. You set down your mascara and grabbed your purse, turning around and opening the door to the bedroom.
“I’m ready, calm down,” you said, glaring at Dean as he tapped his foot impatiently while leaning against the wall opposite the door.
“We were supposed to met Sammy ten minutes ago, sweetheart,” Dean looked you up and down with a smirk on his face, “but I’m loving the getup.”
do you have any early scenes from radio silence/heartstopper/solitaire that never made it into the book??? those are always so cute PLEASE publish
I’ve got loads! Might as well give you one. It’s 1am. Why not.
Here’s a chapter that was very painful to cut out of RADIO SILENCE. It’s called ‘The Most Beautiful Shade of Blue’. I can’t remember exactly where it’s set, but it’s around Christmas, when Aled has left. In this version of RS, Aled briefly returns during the Christmas holidays, and in this scene, he finally talks to Frances and Daniel.
Needless to say, this does contain major spoilers for Radio Silence, so only read on if you’ve read Radio Silence.
Also, this is unedited, so it’s not up to my published standard of writing.
prompt: three anonymous prompts asking for stenbrough fluff (sort of, it’s mostly angst, please forgive me), stenbrough appreciating each other’s perspectives, and stenbrough’s first time holding hands
It’s a football Sunday and a beer sounds nice to me. I refrained from imbibing during the Vikings noon game. Instead I waited for the Packers game. It’s always 3:25 PM somewhere, right?
Here in the Twin Cities it’s unusually warm, close to 90° in my yard. After some wonderful autumn weather and temperatures in the 50s a week ago 90° now feels like 900°. Just when I think I’ll be wearing flannel shirts, wool socks, and fleece-lined jeans I need to put on shorts.
The beer is Chocolate Peanut Butter Porter from the Waconia Brewing Co. “Approachable beers by approachable people” the can says. I was at their tap room this past weekend.
Bob! A porter on a hot summer-like day?
Crazy, I know! The thing is I haven’t left the house all day. After opening a door to let the dogs outside the heat sucked my breath away. I promptly ran to the thermostat and set the A/C somewhere between “make Gaia weep” and “blue lips.” So a dark, heavy beer isn’t so out of place after all. I might even put on a flannel shirt.
OHKAY since Stranger Things is back lets HAVE some FUN with AUS! By the power invested in this ask I bequeath demagorgon battles with nail bats, jean fleece jackets, converse and some over gelled hair!
thank you bby 💙 i brought breakfast in paris tea, had fleece leggings on under my jeans and a giant furry parka 😂 my boss was like wtf haha but i mean it’ll be freezing and he’ll be in shorts so whateva tom whateva youre probs colder than you wanna admit
This is no ash ketchup. This is the astound Pokemon Trainer Red. This guy has the Highest Level Pokemon of any NPC in any of the Pokemon games that you can find outside of a normal battle facility. All of his Pokemon in the game will exceed level 80 showing to even being a problem to some max level Pokemon. But before I get ahead of myself, whats so special about this guy?
You play as him in Pokemon Red and Blue, you raise his team, or at least probably something similar to it. This guy got all 3 starters from generation 1 on his team: a charizard, blastoise, and a venasaur. He also has a snorlax, lapras, and a pikachu.
You played his story, you were him, he was a part of you. But in Pokemon Gold/Silver/Crystal/Heartgold/Soulsilver that all changes. At the very end of the after-story in those games you are given the option to go to a place called Mt.Silver. A mountain range located between Johto and Kanto. This guy will be waiting for you, at the top, he waits in the bitter cold, with a button up short sleeve fleece and jeans, for a trainer worthy of a challenge. You stand before him with all your Pokemon, trembling in you feet from the cold and the fear from the master standing before you.
And let me tell you one more thing.
You have never been in a Pokemon battle till the day you face Red.
The battle between the champion from Kanto and the Champion from Johto.
Summary: It was arguable that Leo was actually the owner in the relationship, even if the tags on his collar and all the legal documentation said otherwise.
Author’s Note: Yes, those tags are right. Yes, I went there. An anon requests Dom!Leo with sub!N. I think they might have been hoping for something more hardcore D/s than this ended up being, and originally that’s what I was thinking I’d write too. However, I got the idea of writing Dom!Catboy and just couldn’t pass that up. As a result, the D/s turned out to be pretty mild compared to other fics I’ve written, but it’s there. I wanted to flesh out the characters in this, so there’s a lot more than just sex. With this piece, I wanted to mildly parody the Catboy genre and Pet Play, but I don’t know if it comes across. Neo’s legal relationship is that of Owner and Pet, but sentimentally, they view each other as life partners and equals (in the BDSM sense). Anyway, I guess I should shut up! Enjoy!