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If you had one word - just one word - to describe yourself, what word would you use?

Man, that’s a tough one, bro, I dunno.  I guess alot of my friends would say I’m a typical bro, you know, I like all the bro things that bros do, I kinda bro out alot, especially since I met him, yknow?  Even though it don’t really feel like it’s only since I met him, it’s more like it’s been happening in slow motion for my whole life, if that makes any sense, you know?  Like a sleeper thing, like it was asleep in me, and just like, woke up, sorta, when I met my bro.  So I guess I’d say bro, that’d be a good word to describe me, cuz it doesn’t only describe me but it describes my bro too.  Two halfs, one whole.  You dig?

Okay, sure.  I’m not really sure I - exactly follow your train of thought, but okay.  Next question.  With whom in your life would you say you are closest?  It could be a roommate, or a –

That’s a easy one!  Totally my bro.  We do fuckin everything together.  We even share clothes.  Work out together, climb shit together, go hiking, play ball - football, baseball, basketball.  He says he’s gonna teach me how to skate, too, so we can even play hockey together.  How fuckin sweet is that?  We’re gettin big together, like crazy.  Already pretty ripped.  Been takin these awesome supps that my bro gave me.  You outta try em, bro.  You work out?

I, sure, yeah.  Go to the gym.  Not real regular, but I work out some.  But this isn’t about me, it’s about you.

Oh yeah.  I forgot again.  Just sayin, bro, you could probly use some of these awesome supps.  You look like you could be pretty big.  If you wanted to, yknow.

Have you always been such a workout junkie?

Huhuhuhuh workout junkie.  That’s a funny way to put it, bro.  Dya mind if I call you bro, bro?  I guess I just kinda call everyone bro now.  Huhuh, even chicks.  It’s cool though. 

So …

Uh, sorry bro.   What was the question again?

Have you always been such a … uh - did you always, yknow.  Uh, workout.  Alot.  I mean, your guns are fuckin huge.

Fuck yeah, right?  Look even better when I flex.  Been workin the bis extra hard lately with bro.  See?

Wow.  Fuck.  That’s, uh, yeah.  Fuck.

Yeah bro!  Uh, you sportin a little wood there, bro, huhuh, you like what you see?  Yeah, it’s cool, bro.  You wanna just kinda stick your hand in your shorts and mess around a bit, that’s cool, bro.  How ya feelin?

Uhhhh … fuck … good, bro … real fuckin good …

Fuck yeah bro!  Maybe you can come workout with me an my bro sometime, shape up your guns.  Hey, so what’d you say you were interviewin me for anyway?

Uh, the school … paper.  Fuck.  Fuuuuck.  Your friends, they wanted to know … fuck …. where you’d gone …

Yeah, bro.  Uh, what friends?  What paper? 

Yeah … what friends.  What paper.

Yeah bro!  Hey, I got a hat for you.  It’s just like the one my bro gave me when I met my bro.  It’s cool, right?

Fuck yeah …

Says “REBORN.”

Reborn, bro.

Fuck yeah!   

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I recently applied to an upcoming eSports org for graphic design or SFM crap, and it made me want to do more Pro Gamer D.Va artwork - maybe a few years back when she was still in the SC2 WCS Circuit, sportin’ her own jersey and stylin’ on baddies. (My headcanon is obnoxious Terran player.)

Base is a LiS model, the booth reflection is a photo from the OW Singapore opening event.

Calling You Out
Preston E. Downs

Ol’ Preston is a sportin’ man, Miss Fitzroy. I won’t steal up on ya while you slumber like these Vox boys here, with their pigstickers… *Pleading* *Gunshot* That’s… one scalp to me. *Screaming* *Gunshot* That’s two. Now, when you hear this, I want you to square your affairs, and come die in the sight of the poets. You’ll need a white man’s weapon – give this a try.

Sticky Sticky Sweet

Summary: You and Dean set up shop in a motel parking lot on a hot summer’s day, enjoying your first day off in months. Dean ends up getting excited by more than just the sizzling sun.
Pairing: Dean/Reader
Word Count: 3K of pure debauchery 
Warnings: Smutty smuttiness, blowjob, food play, temperature play, hair pulling, rough sex, unsafe sex (don’t be silly, wrap those willies), tons of strong language bc of who I am as a person, dirty talk, cunnilingus from behind, ass eating, vaginal fingering, some spanking, basically PWP with a huge emphasis on the P O R N (tbh this turned out soooo much filthier than I had originally planned…) NSFW aesthetic below the cut as well!
A/N: Shame. So much shame.
Side Note: Please, ladies, do not—I repeat: do not—put sweet, sticky, sugary anything near or in your woman business. This is purely fiction and yeast infections do not exist in this universe, but they very much do exist in ours. So please, mix food with sex responsibly and at your own discretion. I am in no way responsible if you chose to reenact this with a partner and end up getting a YI and a big yellow pill for said affliction lmao js 

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Blue Collar Kind of Love

Summary: You’re a girl who was, for lack of a better word, born with a silver spoon in her mouth. There comes a day when the life you lead and the life your parents envision for you suddenly becomes suffocating, leaving you empty and seeking something different. Different comes in the form of Sam Winchester, a young mechanic working in his uncle’s shop. He wears grease stains instead of suits, lives in a double-wide in a trailer park instead of a fancy mansion, and shows you what a real man is like. What will life be like with Sam? Well, if anyone asked you, you’d just smile.
Pairing/Characters: Eventual Sam/Reader, other characters include OC parents, OC ex-boyfriend of the reader, OC receptionist, Bobby Singer, and Dean Winchester
Word Count: 2200
Warnings: None yet, maybe some angst and the allusion to abuse (This will change with further installments, if the picture board above has anything to say about it!)

Okay, y’all, so this mini series come out of no where. I suddenly had a craving for mechanic, (assumed) white trash Sam, who ends up being the prince charming every girl wants. I made the picture board out of boredom and was further convinced that this is what I wanted to write. I wrote this little chapter as, like, a tester, so give me your feedback and let me know if this is something you guys would like me to continue with! I’m thinking this will be maybe a three-parter, maybe four, depending on how much I feel like writing and if I have no self-control as I typically do when writing Sam lol

Enjoy!

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