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Rashad and Emma

Holy crap. This guy. I swear. 

He moves sooooo smooth. I can’t get enough of it. I honestly don’t know how he does it. One of the best ever. And somehow he gets better every single week. Exactly like Julianne is saying. It’s just absolutely spectacular. I legitimately have no words for what I witnessed. It was so beautiful.

You know. It was like a rumba/Viennese waltz fusion which as far as I’m concerned is the only Viennese waltz worth watching, especially from them if I’m gonna be totally honest.

“This woman beside me is who I’m fighting for.”

I cry.

Kumeta Kōji 久米田 康治 illustration for Zoku Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei 俗・さよなら絶望先生 OST - OP & ED Single - Kuusou Rumba by Ootsuki Kenji & Zetsubou Shoujo Tachi - Japan - 2008

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Heather Morris and Maksim Chmerkovskiy – Week 6, rumba [Full Video]

Mile High Club

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, blowjobs

Word Count: 785

Prompt: The reader finds a quick way to calm Dean down during a flight.

Beta: @impala-dreamer

Originally posted by wellcometothedarkside

“Dean, you need to calm down. You’re freakin’ everyone out here,” Sam grumbled, punching his brother’s shoulder. “It’s a plane, not the Titanic.”

“Planes can crash,” Dean countered. “The Titanic sunk, it’s possible that this metal thing could just blow up any second.”

A woman in front of Dean turned around, shooting him a glare as she tried to comfort her young son who was now about as freaked out as Dean. “Planes are built to fly. They always check them before they go up,” she stated matter-of-factly. The second she turned her back, Dean was mocking her. This time you punched his arm.

The plane hit a bit of turbulence in the air, and you grit your teeth when Dean’s nails sunk into your arm. “Release the death grip, my arm’s gonna fall off.” He sighed, unleashing your arm. “C’mon, let’s go see if we can get you some water.” You suggested, having had enough of Dean’s panic.

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Everyday

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 984

Warnings: extremely light smut, all the fluff like so much fluff it’s gross

Prompt: There’s so much to Sam. He’s always been more than a pretty face or a good lay. Y/N’s realized over the years how much there is to Sam.

Beta: @inmysparetime0 The best! 

Originally posted by out-in-the-open

It’s no secret that Sam is a freak in the sheets, you had learned that pretty quickly, but something that took a bit longer to figure out was that there was more to Sam than just his good looks and bedroom eyes.

Sam had always been good with deep conversations. You could lay in bed with him for hours and talk about why people believe in soulmates and if the two of you were meant to be. You could talk about feeling lonely and sad and he’d sit there and listen intently and empathize with you because he had felt that before.

He’s also funny. Sam could crack a joke whenever he wanted to and some were stupid but others were actually really clever and had you giggling for minutes on end. You could remember sitting at the kitchen table with him, sipping chocolate milk through a straw when he decided to tell you one, and chocolate milk shot right out your nose which only made the both of you laugh harder. You fell in love with him that day.

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Baby’s Big 50 Masterlist

Wow. Just wow!

It all started with this post, inviting folks to use a song prompt to write a Baby-centric fic in honor of her 50th birthday.

Thank you so much to each and every writer that participated. I am blown away by the interest in this writing challenge and by all the creative work that everyone contributed.

I hope you are able to set aside some time to go through and read these amazing pieces of work.


Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector


No Pairing:

Dean:

Sam:

Cas:

Wincest:

Lucifer:

Multiple Pairs/Ships:

  • All You Need is Love @impalasutra John x Mary, Dean x Lisa, Sam x OFC, then Choose your Winchester x Reader, smut through and through, with some humor and sweetness 

Watch for fics to be added from:

@sunriserose1023 @little-red-83 @wideawakeandwriting @kayteonline @helvonasche @hanginwithmanerds @quick-act-supernatural @maximumkillshot

Algy was fed up with falling out of trees in gales, and in view of the fact that his adventures were being featured on galeriedesartsvisuels today, and it was also supposedly the first day of spring, he felt that he had a jolly good excuse to do a Happy Dance. His friend Fern qbnscholar had posted a tempting rumba track on his blog earlier in the day, so Algy decided to practise his rumba… with a few fluffy embellishments here and there. He did his best to get the steps right, but on the windy top of a rock it was a wee bit tricky, and he couldn’t help wondering whether it wasn’t more of a Cha-cha-cha in the event…

Happy Spring everybody (in the northern hemisphere) – Algy hopes that you will all practise your Happy Dances over the weekend :))

Stood Up

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,159

Warnings: fluff, don’t date brett he’s a jerk

Prompt: The reader gets stood up on a date, but Dean swoops in just in time to save the night.

Originally posted by frozen-delight

You sat in the green backed booth, a cup of water in front of you. The waiter had been by twice already, asking if you were still waiting. You felt bad for continuing to tell him that you were, knowing that you were hogging a table that could be used for other people who had been waiting.

You were set to meet someone for a date. It was your first date, and you had met the man through a dating website. After weeks of talking, you were set to meet, tonight. He said he’d meet you at the restaurant at 6:00, and you panicked because you had arrived at 6:05, but when you got there, he wasn’t there and nobody had checked in under his name.

You sent him a message, asking if he was running late and not even three minutes later, he replied saying he was and asked you to get a table, assuring you he’d be there soon. Soon was said at 6:09pm, and it was now almost 7.

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Performed by: Dmitry Chaplin and Jenna Johnson

Number: “Stay with Me”

Style: Rumba

From: Dance Temptation rehearsals (2017)

Tell Me

Summary: Sam has this habit of distracting you every time he comes to visit. Working out more, forgetting to wear a shirt, you know the drill. But what happens when he finds a way to distract you when you’re in class as well?

Word Count: 5187 (got a little carried away. Not sorry at all)

Warnings: Implied smut. Sam Fucking Winchester (let’s be honest here, he is a warning all in himself)

A/N: @dancing-the-hellfire-rumba​‘s fic Sexy Bastard is the fic that started this whole thing. Seriously, as soon as I read her summary “Sam is a fucking tease, okay?” I knew that I was done for. I’ve been working on this for an entire week because it just had to be done. Also, perfect timing! Happy Birthday Sam Winchester, you tease!


“How about that homework last night?” Jonathan asked, sliding into his normal seat beside you.

“Ugh, don’t remind me,” Nelly groaned, turning in her chair to talk to you two. “Lil and I worked on it for six hours and we still don’t know if we did it right.”

“Right?” You agreed emphatically, getting war flashbacks to your battles with the case study and your excel spreadsheet. “I swear, we haven’t even learned half of the stuff it was asking us to do.”

Rhetta pushed her chair closer and you fought to hold back your eye-roll. Here comes her self-righteous, better-than-you speech. “Actually, we learned about the regression analysis last week, and it was just a hop, skip, and a jump to answering question five from there.”

How about you just hop, skip, and jump away from us?

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