JUSTIFIED | 3x01

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Cracks In The Plaster

A Supernatural Quickie

~After a long day in the car, Dean's got plans to relieve a little tension...~

Dean Winchester x Reader

763 Words

Warnings: NSFW. Rough and Yummy Motel Sex ;)

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God it hurts but it's also really fucking good the way he's ratcheting into you, every pull out lifting you off of the wall, every thrust slamming you back into it. The plaster is groaning nearly as loud as you are and the dusty wallpaper is threatening to curl around you. The motel room didn’t know what was in store when you checked in; truly, neither had you.

Give a little warning before you ambush me like that? 😅😇

When You're Ready

Summary: Y/N's distracted by the events of the night before, but she's also ready to go even farther today.

Warnings/Explicit 18+: Smut. Fingering, Thigh Riding, slight overstimulation, virgin!reader, age gap, Dean being the sexiest motherfucker ever.

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Y/N

Word Count: 2,640

A/N: Okay, so here is the Masterlist for the whole First Time Series even though it's not a traditional series. But the stories are definitely more enjoyable if they're read together/in order. But if it's your preference, you can still read them on their own.

The beautiful divider at the bottom was made by @talesmaniac89

Things were getting ridiculous. 

Y/N gave her head a shake and refocused her attention (for the hundredth time) on the computer screen in front of her. But in mere minutes her glance was sliding sideways again to watch Dean turning pages in the heavy tome that sat on the table in front of him. 

She watched his thick fingers as they turned a page and then let out a moan as he raised the same fingers to his mouth to lick the tips before turning another page.

She tried to turn the moan into a cough but knew she'd failed when a dirty smirk lifted the corner of Dean's mouth. Without looking up from his pages he spoke.

"Okay there, sweetheart?"

She nodded fervently. "Yep." She squeaked. 

Dean just glanced up at her from beneath his lashes and continued to smirk. 

I neeeeed the next part. Preferably yesterday.

“Hey, Y/N/N. It’s uh, it’s me. I don’t know why I’m bothering anymore, but until the thing gets cut off… anyway. I miss you. So much right now. I mean, I miss you most days. But… something happened today; it was nothing bad. Funny, actually. I…damn, I don’t even remember what it was now, but anyway, I turned to say something to you and it hit me like a truck when I realized you weren’t there. I wanted so bad to tell you, just to see you smile, ya know? But I can’t anymore. It sucks. All of it. Just… I wish you were here. I wish…

I’m so sorry I let you down, Y/N/N. I should have been there. I should have stopped it. Should have taken that bullet for you. I…

This is stupid, isn’t it? Talking to a dead woman’s voicemail. Way to go, Dean. I guess I just… needed to hear your voice.

I love you, Y/N.

…”

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READ UNTIL YOU GET THE MESSAGE

Tumblr, buddy, listen to me. This is an unprecedented opportunity. You can snap up all of the pie here, and become defacto internet goodguy easy. All you gotta do is... drop the nsfw ban. Unambiguously. Announce that dicks are back on the menu. You want people subscribed the blogs? You want people to actually use your Post+ function? Porn. Let us use it for porn. The youngins aren't joining this site anyway, you're not competing with tiktok. The vaguely horny 20-40 demographic though? You can have that. You can have all of that. Think about it.

Do you know how many pinup artists alone are itching to come back to tumblr, but dont because of the unclear, seemingly arbitrary application of your nsfw policy? These are insanely talented people who are practically begging to give you content. For free. But you gotta change the policy. We can't keep dancing around this. Just think of publicity. The drama. A complete 180. You'd kill it tumblr. You could make it happen. Please.

obviously dietary requirements aren't a joke but my grandma sometimes runs errands for her church and i asked her what she's up to today and she said extremely seriously "ive got to track down the body of the gluten free christ, julia"

this totally scans for a swear intensifier btw. what in the gluten free christ is going on here, Julia

I hope this makes it to heritage post status one day

Tumblr Code.

This is an absolute tumblr relic. I feel like an archaeologist right now. This is incredible that this is on my dash.

date of origin: 2nd of july, 2012.

Bro what it’s the second of July 2020. Happy 8th anniversary of this classic tumblr post!!!!

It’s back on my dash.

Captives of The Court - Chapter One

A Supernatural Series

~Strange things are brewing in Connecticut, so Dean and Y/N go check it out. After stumbling through town, they fall into something that’s been going on a very, very long time. Can they put an end to the bloodshed and make it out unscathed or will they need a little help this time?~

Starring Dean Winchester x Y/N Y/L/N

Chapter One Word Count: 529

Series Warnings and Info may be found on the Masterlist Here 

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The room was dark but it was easy to see once her eyes adjusted. Tall tapers and fat pillars filled every flat surface, circling the room with a delightful glow, and the flames danced like fireflies in the darkness. They twinkled at random and the illusion was mesmerizing.

There was a sweet scent in the air, something delicious that lingered in her nose, filling her senses with a sensual hunger. There were hints of something rich like warm butter and freshly baking bread. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it but the idea of finding out had lodged itself in her head and forced her to wake. She shook herself and blinked into the dim light, confused but somehow unafraid.

Such a teasing first part... 😍

Captives of The Court

A Supernatural Series

~Strange things are brewing in Connecticut, so Dean and Y/N go check it out. After stumbling through town, they fall into something that's been going on a very, very long time. Can they put an end to the bloodshed and make it out unscathed or will they need a little help this time?~

Starring Dean Winchester x Y/N Y/L/N

Featuring Cameos by Sam Winchester, Rowena MacLeod, and OCs

21,500 Words - 13 Chapters

Series Warnings Include: NSFW. Magic. Angst. Captivity. Mentions of Pregnancy/Pregnancy Talk, Sex. Oral. Threesomes, Slavery, Murder, Blood, NonCon/DubCon, Bickering. Also lots of love and fluff.

Coming to Tumblr Tuesdays and Thursdays beginning June 29, 2023

Read it in full now on Patreon

If you wish to participate in this series (ie: be tagged in each chapter to read and reblog) please send an ASK to be added to the list.

Really looking forward to this one. 🥰

When the Law is On Your Side

Summary: Up for fulfilling another of Y/N's fantasies, Beau has a few changes he'd like to make.

Pairings: Beau Arlen x Y/N

Warnings/Explicit 18+: Smut. Pretty much all smut. Unprotected, PinV sex, fingering, oral (f receiving), slight dom!sub vibes (dom!beau, sub!reader) one or two little spanks, fairly gentle, nothing too rough, slight praise kink, Beau being adorable and sweet, as usual.

Word Count: 2,909

A/N: This is the third one shot in the "When" series of one shots:

1 - When Fantasy Pales

2 - When Thunder Rolls

So, this continues the story with the reader and Beau, and explores one of the 120+ fantasies she mentioned having about Beau in the first story. Hope you like it! 😉

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In the rearview mirror you could see him approaching your car. He ambled slowly towards you, his long, bow legs encased in skin tight jeans that left little to the imagination.

He wore a tight white Henley under his forest green tac vest that declared him to be from the Sheriff's department. His slow approach allowed you ample time to ogle his muscular arms and the way his broad shoulders narrowed down to his trim waist in an incredibly sexy V-shape.

His feet were encased in brown leather cowboy boots that kicked up the dust on the dry, secluded back road you were on.

As he approached your window you readjusted your cleavage so that it was on full display, heated anticipation singing through your veins.

Naive

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