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Supernaturals Week (SPN Titty Week) 

A week to celebrate all our favorite tits, chests, pecs, boobs, breasts, milkers, and bazingas on the TV show Supernatural! Starts on International Grab a Boob Day 🍒

Prompt Schedule: 

Day 1 | May 3rd: Grab A Boob // Best Tits // Rose Day 2 | May 4th: Breast Smothering // Baby Pink Day 3 | May 5th: Sucking and Biting // Deep Collar // Rouge  Day 4 | May 6th: Nipples! // Close-up // Blush Day 5 | May 7th: Breast Exam // Small Boobs // Fuchsia  Day 6 | May 8th: Boob Worship // Big Boobs // Cherry

Prompts are flexible, feel free to use them as a jumping-off point and get creative. Any fanmade creations (fic, gifs, art, meta, video edits, image edits, photosets, moodboards, music, podfic, etc) are accepted! Any ships and characters are allowed. Participate in as many or as few days as you want. 

Post your creations on the designated day with the tag #supernaturalsweek2024 and tag @supernaturalsweek and they will be reblogged to this blog! Timezone flexible, don't stress about being early or late. Late submissions are allowed :)

Rules: 

If there are any questions or issues please reach out so I can help! I can't wait to see what we all create 🍒💗

Sam Winchester Appreciation Week 2024 → Day Seven: happy birthday Sam!

He deserves to celebrate like this, I think. Happy birthday, Sam. Character of the century :)

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Ok, so. I received an ask that I really really really wanted to asnswer but life happened and I procrastinated (a lot). Some other asks got piled after that and now I want to answer them all, but tumblr hates me and the draft I created yeaterday for the first answer was unfortunately deleted, it was 2 am and I gave up.

Dear anonymous you asked to choose a pic from my gallery and share a hc/ficlet never explored before, and here it is.

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The door in Dean's room opened, and Sam's head tentatively peeped out: "Hey."

"Hey."

Dean could tell Sam would've preferred not finding him there, from his expression, so he quickly asked, guiltily: "You came here for this? I had to put it in a matchbox cause it keeps glowing...I guess with Chuck here and all..."

He knew Sam came there to collect the amulet he now was selfishly keeping without permission.

"Yeah. Uh...it's just, I got so used to it, I panicked when I didn't feel it in my pocket, two minutes ago. Then I rembered you kept it."

"You want it back?" Dean braced for the yes that was to come.

"Back?" Sam asked, astonished. "Dude, it was never mine in the first place."

Dean's shown his surprise, but he hid it quickly, fingers twitching around the matchbox, in time with Sam's lips, which pulled up, crooked, in the attempt of a smile.

Dean casted his eyes to the floor, contrite. "I threw it away." He mumbled, as he was reasoning to himself, disbelieving.

"Mh...I remember."

Sam went to sit next to him on the edge of the bed. They stayed like that in silence for a little while, then: "I know this doesn't mean anything, y'know."

Dean shook lightly the matchbox and then opened it, letting the white light flew out, landing softly on every form, caressing them.

"I don't have to rely on this to know that you're my brother, that you'll be there for me and I, for you."

Sam nodded, waiting, captured.

"But I regretted throwing it away. The next instant, Sammy, believe me. I did it with so much spite, I guess, I just aimed to hurt you in that moment. And then I...couldn't come back from that. I know this doesn't make you feel better. Sorry doesn't even cut it."

Dean closed the amulet back in the box and the room seemed suddenly too dark.

"But you picked it up and...man, you kept it for so long that...I can't..."

"I know. We've hurt each other a lot during that time...we still do sometimes."

Dean lifted his head and watched Sam, looking desperate, as he was begging no, don't say it like that, with just his green eyes, widened. But Sam, who was just being honest and direct, ignored his silent plee:

"I'd like you to have it back. I kept it for so long, only for you in the end...I don't know, hoping something, I guess. Some day like this...Heh."

"I don't think I deserve to wear it anymore." Dean said in a heartbeat, knowing inside his bones, that was the truth.

"Then don't. You don't have to. But don't give it to me, please. You can throw it away if it's really useless now. It won't hurt this time if I know you're doing it with the right purpose. I promise."

Sam had only mercy to offer, and Dean was a coward, a penitent from hell, and just wanted to take it all, constantly fearing the lack of it.

"I could never. No, not again."

"Then just...here." Sam closed his hands over Dean's, over the tiny matchbox. "It's yours, again. Heh." Sam's nervous little laugh was becoming too recurrent and Dean stirred under his fingers, fighting the craving to kiss it away.

He averted his eyes, away from their hands, from Sam. Moving his mouth to hide his chin trembling, he said: "I remember when you gave it to me Sammy. if I think of it..."

He shook his head and looked back at their joined hands, one over the other, over the amulet, bearer of the infinite promises between them. Dean had longed for it more than once, more than once excruciatingly beating himself up for leaving it behind.

Dean took a few ragged breath, than just lost it, letting a stray pair of tears fall, no sense in keeping them secret anymore.

"I never meant to despise...what we had. We just had each other back then, you remember? That didn't change. Tell me I'm not the only one that feels like that."

Sam's response came without hesitations: "You're not the only one. Dean. You can have it, okay? Don't think otherwise, 'cause I don't. I always wanted you to have it."

"I'm not losing it again. Promise."

But he never lost the amulet in the first place. Faith. In Sam. In the two of them, against the world. Now he could see, how many times Sam had to lose himself instead, to gain Dean's faith in him back.

"Yeah, yeah. I believe you."

They stayed like that. Their heads leaning one towards the other, eating the space left between them, foreheads almost touching, hands entwined. But it was a fast beat, a flutter of eyelids and it was gone. They needed to hit the lore, now. They had a god -The God- to take care of.

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They never gave us in canon a satisfying confrontation about the amulet when Dean finds finally out that Sam had it in his pocket all that "damn time".

This ficlet is a coda to Don't call me Shurley (and I absolutely not cried rewatching A very Supernatural Christmas just yestarday, so...).

This is not really a hc I never explored before, but one I never wrote about this much before, and it's very dear to me.

What better occasion to share it than Sammy's birthday.

Comic by @walechu

I’m just gonna take that chainsaw away from Bakugou…

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OWH GOSH THIS IS SO OLD!!! TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT IT LOL

couldnt upload this yesterday bc of the tumblr ban but anyway, my hands were tired doing lineart for a work thing so heres a painting to cooldown

I go off like a gun,

Like a loaded weapon,

Bang, bang, bang,

Grip me in your hands...

So here we go again,

It echoes in my head,

Bang, bang, bang,

Grip me in your hands...

So I can feel you here with me...

Soaked in sin,

Baptized by your kiss and now I'm born again.

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hi everyone, i’m very angry and annoyed as i’m typing this right now. it’s recently come to my attention from @zoro-kun that someone has stolen and copied one of my works WORD FOR WORD.

a user by the name of @avaricious-hoe has stolen my work and has posted it by using a different pairing. not only is it clearly mine, it is copied WORD FOR WORD. i gave them zero permission to copy it and i don’t even know who the hell they are. i’m asking all of you to please report this account as i’ve been informed this has not been the first time that they have stolen someone else’s content. please, be fucking creative and actually make your own content instead of STEALING from other people, thanks.

the stolen fic:

screenshots from MY work which was originally a pain fic:

also including a date in case:

i am absolutely disgusted and irritated that this has happened to me. as you can see, it’s clearly copied. i also want to warn anyone who is a one piece writer that you should be wary of this person. PLEASE BLOCK AND REPORT THANK YOU!!

Happened to me several times, so I can relate. Pathetic behaviour.

“You have one unheard message.”

Let me remind you of the “voicemail” for 4x22 😇 I love this episode!!

many such cases

This is pure art.

For those curious, this was taken at the Oceti Sakowin camp during the No DAPL protests in Cannon Ball, North Dakota. The photograph is titled “Defend the Sacred” by Ryan Vizzions. I did not find the name of the subject on horseback.

Her name was  Marissa Blacklance. #Dakota38 rider, & front line water protector at Standing Rock. She was killed by a drunk driver in January of 2018.  Her mother is using this tragedy to make changes benefitting our community with the Yellow Scarf tribute. 

Stackednatural- 200/327

I've been watching spn since high school but for some reason it took me this long to make actual art for it.

the woman who holds the moon

prints available here. my cover for this month's issue of baffling magazine.

@passionpeachy sorry for the tag but look!!!! I feel like you can appreciate this beautiful work of lesbian art <3