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He loves you even when you don’t love yourself. He loves your chubby cheeks that you hate and spend so much unnecessary time trying to contour and slim. He didn’t care that you woke up with a blemish on your forehead, or that it added to the many more blemishes you disliked on your face. The size on your jeans didn’t matter, he loved the way they hugged your curves. The muffin top that poured over the waistband of your jeans was okay because it came from you two laughing and eating your favorite food at 3 in the morning. He’d rather you spend as much time with him then spend hours at the gym trying to flatten your stomach. He loved the way your eyes lit up when you walked through Sephora and saw all of the pretty makeup you loved to play with, but didn’t necessarily need. That tight black dress that you hate because it shows your thick thighs and back fat? He adores it because it shows off your top notch booty, he might even get in a grab here and there when you’re out with friends. It’s okay that you have a few fat rolls when you lay on your side, I know he’ll spoon you anyway and don’t you dare worry about those stretch marks, if you look a little closer he might have a fair few too. Don’t be afraid to have him pick you up or sit in his lap, I promise you’re not too heavy. If you don’t feel like wearing a bra, don’t wear one, your breasts don’t have to be constantly pushed up to look fuller and rounder. They’re perfect just the way they are and so are you.
—  For the girl who told me to remember the girls who aren’t ‘small’ <3
I Shouldn’t Have Said Anything

Request:  Hi! I’m relatively new to your blog, and I love what you write. so I would like to request a fic. Can you do a really fluffy Castiel fix where he first tells reader he loves them? Pleeeeeease?

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Warnings: fluff of course.

Word Count: 851

Originally posted by lucifersagents

Great, you thought. You had just gotten back to the bunker with beer and pizza, and you noticed that while you were gone, the impala was no longer in the garage. You rolled your eyes, why did Sam and Dean insist on you going out for food whenever they were just going to be gone when you got back?

With your arms full, you made your way into the bunker, setting everything down in the kitchen.

“Hello?!” You yelled. You shrugged when no one answered. You grabbed a beer and made your way to the library. At least you would have some alone time for once. You liked to sit in the library when the bunker was empty. You sat your feet up on the table and had a book in your hands when you heard a flutter of wings behind you.

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Don’t Test Me (Skate Maloley)

I wanted to write something sexy…that showcases Nate’s jealous side…so this is what came out from it haha, thank you all so much for your support! I write a lot of Nate imagines, so I might write some of the others tonight as well! - Bri x 

“Uh hi-” you speak awkwardly on the phone with your ex, raising your eyebrows as he begins to talk about how much he misses you and would love if you gave him another chance, “you know I’m not down for that.” You say, gulping as Nate walks in, his jaw tense and his eyes giving you a once-over. 

“Who’s that?” He questions and you wave him off, not wanting your ex to know that he’s in the same room as you, “I don’t think you heard me, who’s that Y/N?’” He was testing you, he already knew who it was, but you were just as good at playing as he was. 

“Baby, I gotta let you go.” You flirt into the speaker, biting your lip as you smile. Your ex asks you what’s up and you reply simply with, “I’ll call you back in a bit, hmm?” You question and he quickly agrees. You hang up and throw a glare at Nate as you rest back on your bed, scrolling through your twitter feed which just so happened to be a nervous habit you developed. 

Nate scoffs, “what you trying to do, babygirl?” He sits on the bed beside you and snatches your phone from your grip, resting it on the bedside table, “you want to kill me?” You roll your eyes are his drastic comment, “because you know that’s what happens when you talk to other guys–especially other guys that just so happen to be your ex.” 

“He called me, I talked to him, it’s over.” You bluntly remark, “I don’t like it when you get controlling like that.” You explain shaking your head at him. 

Now it’s Nate’s turn to roll his eyes, “come on, baby.” He opens his mouth to speak again and your phone rings on the bedside table. You sit up on your elbows to answer it and see the caller ID as your ex again, “fucking guy doesn’t get the memo…this is what happens when you throw the word baby around!” 

You groan, “I just won’t answer it, goddamn.” 

Nate tosses the phone at you, “Answer it.” You open your mouth to object but by the way he moves to rest in between your legs you can’t argue and click the green button. 

“Hello?” Your ex replies hastily, and in your time of trying to piece together what he’s saying you begin to feel Nate tugging your panties down beneath your skirt. Your muscles tighten as his lips kiss up your inner right thigh. 

“Y/N…I can’t stop thinking about you.” Your ex whispers into the speaker, Nate was nibbling at your inner thigh causing you to inhale sharply. 

You furrow your eyebrows, “I-I have a boy-boyfriend.” You stutter, trying to contain your sighs and moans as Nate hums against your inner left thigh as he bit down. 

“Look at what I do to you, you’re so tense.” Nate murmurs against your skin, reaching up to feel your toned and tight stomach. 

Your ex sighs, “are you okay? Why are you stuttering? I’m sorry if I made this hard on you.” 

“Na-No, no you’re so, oh god, you’re so amazing.” You speak rashly, mostly speaking to Nate but your ex thought it was for him. Nate’s lips work maliciously against you, causing you to arch your back. 

Your ex chuckles, “Baby…” He trails off, “do you miss me touching you?” You didn’t miss him touching you at all, but you moan regardless from the way Nate’s tongue flicked against you, “oh god baby, you really do miss me…” 

Nate teasingly breaks away and kisses up your body, working against your neck your hips move sensually against his, “Oh god.” You whisper wanting to hang up the phone but Nate holds it up against your ear. 

“Y/N?” Your ex questions, “I could just come over…” 

“Nate!” You moan loudly, not worrying about your ex on the other line at all as of now. 

Nate takes away your phone and speaks into it, “You don’t need to come over, buddy, I’m doing a great job.” He hangs up and wraps both arms around you kissing you sincerely. 

“Don’t test me.” You beg, wanting him to finish what he started, “you know I can tease you better.” 

Nate chuckles, “I have a few exes we can call.” 

Would you guys like a pt. 2 with Y/N calling up one of Nate’s exes!? I love, love, love the thought of this! - Bri x 

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*heavy breathing*

I LAUGHED WAY TOO MUCH LOOKING AT THIS PICTURE

-“jack, stop paying attention to your fans and let’s make disgusting snaps again.”

-when jack likes his fans more than Madison

-but who’s really jack paying more attention to?

-“I’m just gonna stand her bc they didnt include me in the picture, so later on I’ll tell them to kill themselves.”

-when u care too much about ur looks and act hella fake on twitter

-when ya boy don’t love u

-WHEN U HAVE TO WAIT TO CROSS THE STREET BECAUSE YOUR BABY SITTER BEING A FUCKBOY

Supernatural:Kissed by Gods pt.1

“So,Dean this (Y/N).”-Sam introduced you to his gorgeous older brother.
“Nice to meet you,I’m Dean.”-He said smiling.
You could see his muscle even under the shirt.He was tall and well built.He had blond almost brown hair,and his hair….Was gold.
Stop it,(Y/N)!He’s out of your league.
“You know (Y/N) has a gift.”-Sam said
“I don’t like to brag.”-you said while your cheeks turned red
“What is it?”
“She won’t say.”-Sam said while giving you a beer.
“C'mon,tell us.”
“You can begg all you want,I still won’t tell,Dean.”
Anyways,now since I’ll be living here,could somebody show me where the shower is.“
“I will.”-Sam said leaving his beer on the table.
“You know,she was kissed by Gods and that’s why she has her gift.”
“Sam stop it.”-you hit his shoulder lightly
You finally got what you wanted,hot shower that caressed your skin.
You didn’t tell the Winchesters,but you could read minds.That’s your special gift.
After shower you put on some legging and white shirt.
You went to the kitchen to grab a beer.
“Hi guys!”-you said smiling.
“Hey.”-they replied
‘Funny.I never saw her without being covered in blood.She’s kind of fine…’
You stopped in the middle of kitchen after you heard what Sam thought.He thinks you’re fine?
You grabbed 3 pieces of pie for you guys and sat next to them.
You licked your lips and bit them.
‘Oh,I could think of more useful ways to use those thick lips’
Wait did Dean really just thought…You’re crazy,no!
‘How did she get her boobs to stay up?Did she taped them together.’
Really?Dean Winchester doesn’t know what are bras for.
“What movie do you wanna watch.”-Dean said looking at your lips.
“You pick,whatever you want.”-you said licking your lips on purpose.
'I bet she’ll let me do whatever I want.’
“Could you get the batteries.Stupid remote.They’re somewhere down on the shelf.
You bent over to get them.
'I would keep her in that position all night’
Jesus,why would Sam think that?Is he into you?
Cas appeared
“Cas,for the love of Chuck,don’t ever scare us like that again.”-Dean said
“Cas!Come meet (Y/N).”
“Hi.”-you said
“You’re one of few people who’s kissed by Gods.”
“Yea…”
“There are exactly 5 of them.”
“Could you tell us her gift,'cause she won’t”-Sam said.
“Castiel,no.”-you tried to stop him.
“She can read minds.”-he said it even after you tried to stop him.
“Everyone’s mind?”-Dean asked blushing
“Yes.Is there a problem?”
Dean and Sam looked at each other
You left the room smirking while drinking a beer.

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Watch Me Burn (Sam Wilkinson ft. Nate Maloley)

Can you write one about Y/N having feelings for Sam but him not returning those feelings? Maybe one day, Y/N is over at Sam and Nate’s place and the Jacks are there as well; she leaves the room momentarily; when she’s on her way back, she hears one of the boys telling Sam that they think Y/N likes him and Sam makes a joke out of it, like he doesn’t take it seriously and that would hurt Y/N’s feelings, so she seeks comfort from another of the boys? Sorry for the long request!

I love long requests! Thank you so much for it, babe! I hope you enjoy it, I worked really hard!

He lit you up like a cigarette just to watch you burn, he would spend days wrapping his arms around you pressing kisses to your neck only to spend the days proceeding acting like none of it happened. The time you spent with Sam was a nightmare, making you feel awful about yourself and wishing that you were somehow someone or something he wanted. Nonetheless, you yearned for more of him. You wanted him. It did not matter how he treated you, or if he reciprocated the feelings, you were infatuated, maybe even in love, and there was nothing more to say. 

It was midday on the weekend in the beginning of August when you were at Sam and Nate’s watching a soccer game, you weren’t all too keen on watching sports but you enjoyed spending time with Sam, Nate and the Jacks. Sam sat beside you, pinky finger massaging the side of your thigh discreetly, as if you wouldn’t notice the repetitive movement. Even the smallest touch caused goosebumps and you hated it. 

“I’ll be back,” you state and flash them a smile before standing up, you walk towards their guest bathroom and open the door locking yourself inside so you can have some time to catch you breath. Your skin was feverish and you began to ponder why you put yourself through this so often. You rake your fingers through your hair and let out a sigh, his dark eyes made your stomach somersault and his touch made your skin burn. It was so petty for you to hold it inside and to expect Sam to make a move, but you were scared and you feared rejection more than spending the rest of your time without him. If you didn’t get a answer, you could always dream because it was forever a possibility. 

Upon getting yourself together you walk out and hear the boys speak your name, “you know, dude, she’s like fucking in love with you.” Johnson speaks with a chuckle. 

“She’s so fucking hot.” Gilinsky adds, and you smile, were they really helping you out? 

Sam chuckles, “I mean, Y/N would be fun to fuck but not to love, that’s like, nah man she’s not dateable.” He jokes, “maybe in her dreams.” Your cheeks heat up, and you gulp back the lump in your throat. Your fingers become sweaty as you rub them on your high-waisted shorts trying to keep yourself composed. 

“Well,” Nate begins, “if you’re not gonna go for it, I sure will.” 

Sam scoffs, “just because I don’t wanna date her doesn’t mean you can, she is my friend first after all.” There’s a noise and you can hear Sam lightly slapping Nate’s shoulder, “keep it in your pants.” 

“You’re such a dick.” Gilinsky announces with a laugh, “so you don’t wanna be with her but we can’t?” 

“Precisely.” Sam groans, “let’s stop talking about this she’s going to come back in like-” you round the corner and the boys shift. You decide not to say anything but instead of taking the seat next to Sam, even when he pats it, you sit next to Nate and rest your hand on his thigh. 

“Hi,” you smile at him, “who’s winning?” 

“I uh,” he gulps, “I haven’t been paying attention.” You purse your lips, before smiling at him once more and let out a flirtatious giggle. Sam wanted you all for himself, but he wasn’t going to give you what you wanted so you may as well find it somewhere else, right? 

You and Sam make eye contact and he gestures with his head for you to come sit beside him again, “nah, fuck you.” You speak jokingly, still hurt by his words, but you weren’t about to let him in on that. 

It was time he found a new cigarette to light, because Nate was going to enjoy you, and Sam was going to find out all about it if you had any say. 

Would you go for Nate or would you pull through for Sam!? Let me know and make sure to request a part two if you’d like one! 

Clown Emoticon

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 413

Warnings: clown emoji, sexting, implied smut

A/N: In light of the new clown emoji, I thought I’d write a little drabble based on how Sam might react to it.


One thing the Winchesters needed to replace more often than anything are phones. For the longest time, they just bought crappy flip phones that were more affordable than the more luxurious touchscreen phones, but with the arrival of phones with better picture taking, the boys had decided to just get smartphones and be done with it.

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Mirror

Summary: You and Sam decided you need some reminding of who you belong to after a guy at a bar hits on you. 

Pairing: Sam x reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: an asshole guy at a bar, language, mirror!kink, spanking, hair pulling, oral (male receiving), dirty talk, nsfw gif below the cut!!

A/N: yay for fic 1 of smut appreciation day! look out for the dean x reader at 3pm EST and the cas x reader at 6pm EST!

ps this gif is sooooo Sam after a nice, thorough fucking ;-)

Originally posted by awkwardsamw

“I’ll go get us another round,” you smiled, kissing your boyfriend Sam on the cheek before scooting out of the booth and heading over to the bar.

You rested your elbows on the bar top, holding up 3 fingers to the bartender before looking around in boredom as you waited for you, Sam and Dean’s beers.

“Hey.”

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I’m not pissed that Jack is with Madison, yes I hate Madison, but look…

With her: 

(He is hiding his face.)

With fans: 

If we are supposed to love them together, why isn’t Jack happy? If they are dating, shouldn’t they be happy? Why is Madison the only happy one?

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Overdue -Jack Gilinsky Imagine-

It was supposed to be a nice dinner between friends. Once a month we all got dressed up and went to a five star restaurant and just enjoyed each other’s companies.

This dinner was well overdue, especially since Taylor had been on his tour, Sammy and Skate in Omaha, and Cash shooting their movie, and you busy with your progressing singing career it was nice for all of you to come together and just breathe the same air, but you could cut the tension with a knife that was between Jack and everyone else at the table.

To be honest you had nothing against Madison. She never said a word to you and you didn’t say a word to her so as according to you everything was just peachy. The table would have a conversation or someone would tell a joke and it’d be loud for 5 minutes then die back to awkwardness. It was because of her and that’s what you didn’t like. The boys couldn’t be themselves and although they were idiots they were your idiots and they didn’t care what people thought of them so why was this 5’5 girl changing that.

You sat at the end next to Sammy and just talked to him until Madison decided to tell some old story. You tried to listen but the story wasn’t funny nor interesting. Once she was done you cleared your throat causing everyone’s attention to come to you.

“Something wrong?” Madison said while raising her eyebrow.

“No I just cleared my throat…” Giving her the exact same challenging look she was giving you.

“Well was my story not amusing to you that you had to clear your fucking throat right after it?”

You blinked twice and felt Sam’s hand land on your thigh trying to calm you down.

“Well now that I know that the world revolves around you princess I’ll just let the mucus in my throat know next time to just disappear so we don’t threaten your Majesty.”

Sam leaned towards your ear telling you things like “Y/N stop for me” “She’s not worth it” “You’re are better than this” it calmed you down a bit until she spoke again followed by a laugh.

“You know what I’m not even gonna argue with a bitch that’s not on my level.”

That was it for you. All you saw was red and just when you were about to let profanities flow from your mouth Jack FINALLY said something.
“Just drop it babe this is not the place…Y/N just apologize.”

You took a deep breath.

“I’m gonna say this once. Macaroni…the only level you’re on is level 3 of phonics. So why don’t you go reread the Junie B. Jones series to win your class the pizza party. I’m not on your level? The only thing you have that I don’t is a record deal that you didn’t even work for your Daddy got it for you and as a bonus for him not buying you the pony you wanted he got Justin Bieber to mentor you. I don’t get you Monkey Fist, you complain about how people don’t know the real you when you constantly shade and subtweet me and our fans on Twitter and get your fake ass friends to fight your battles for you. Tell me something Moccasin, do you think you’re cool just because your boyfriend is 18. Do you think you’re hot shit because your boyfriend is actually done with puberty while you are still going through it. You must think you’re on top of the world because you get to give the Jack Gilinsky two star handjobs. Here’s some advice Mud Pie, if you want people to respect you then be real and fight your own battles. If you’re gonna be seen with us then you need to act 18 and not 15. But if you insist on being childish and classless then when the adults are talking you just be quiet because children are supposed to be seen and not heard. Remember sweetie cause this isn’t Jericho 😘.”

Madison just looked directly in front of her with a light shade of pink of her cheek, you smirked.

“And with that I’ll be going guys we should do this more often.” You said while grabbing your purse and heading towards the door.

✨ I’m not gonna comment my feelings about this situation✨