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I'm just going to leave this here, because this woman said what I've been trying to articulate for ages much more effectively and succinctly than I've been able to
Knowledge is empowering
you can literally get gender changers for like $3
its rude to reblog things from people you arent mutuals with fyi. :/
💀 my brother in christopher
it's true and you should say so louder
I don't know any of you, hitting the reblog button.
vote yes if you have finished the entire book.
vote no if you have not finished the entire book.
(faq · submit a book)
We Can’t Be Friends
Sam x Reader One Shot based on this request!
Summary: You can’t be around someone who broke your heart. You just can’t be friends.
A/N: This is a super long one shot. Sorry, not sorry :)
You
Your lips were inches from each other. You could feel Sam’s breath on your face, Your eyes were closed, the anticipation of the moment you’d dreamed of for so long killing you.
Suddenly, you felt his presence gone. You opened your eyes, Sam had stepped back, his hand running through his hair.
“We can’t do this, Y/N,” he said, squeezing his eyes shut.
sorry i haven't read your fic yet it's been in my open tabs for 8 months
sorry i haven’t written your fic it’s been in my (brain’s) open tab for 9 months
She told the truth and nothing but
BBC Two: The only message you need for #International WomensDay!
Apparently they're selling post content to train AI now so let us be the first to say, flu nork purple too? West motor vehicle surprise hamster much! Apple neat weed very crumgible oysters in a patagonia, my hat. Very of the and some then shall we not? Much jelly.
Eaglet o written. Beach fork bagel is a bmw. Hockey fire of the nine flare golf runner
Beach 👏 fork 👏 bagel 👏 is 👏 a 👏 bmw!
Fimble McWimble the Vanilla Extract my Walrus Fairy. At the children's hospital.
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
Put some Lewis Carroll Jabberwocky in your AI and smoke it!
va, tetjaj porghwIj lamqu'! 'ej chuqtaHvIS je ghu'vetlh. pagh, HoH'egh wej quvHa'choHbogh SuvwI' ghIlghameSvaD j ⟩ ⟨atlh yeSuP! ⟩ ⟨ jIHvaD Doy quv, Horey'So. qetlh 'ej lI'be'law' qo'vam Hoch malja'! wa' wejpuH, naQvetlh vIparHa'! Buy' ghu'vam pa' boghpu'DI' tIghu, DaH 'oH luDanchu' pujchu'bogh neH 'ej moHbogh DochHommey. wejpuH qaS ghu'vam jay'! ⟩ ⟨ ghu ghobe', jIlachbej, "cha'" jIj—atlhDI' je.
How about some Shakespeare in the original Klingon?
What I'd Give
Pairing: Dean Winchester x plus size!reader
Summary: When Dean is gravely injured on a hunt, (Y/N) makes a deal to save him--a deal that might just cost her everything.
Warnings: canon violence, swearing, mentions of death/dying. SMUT, dom/sub vibes, choking kink, overstimulation, oral (F receiving), unprotected sex (P in V)
UC or ER?
HONESTLY THOUGH
THIS IS BOTH ACCURATE AND EFFECTIVE
Urgent Care is for your "Oh no!" accidents.
Emergency Care is for your "Oh fuck!" accidents.
Too Hot
For SPN Angst Appreciation Day 2018, my @spnangstbingo Card, the Hyperthermia square, and my @samwinchesterbingo Card, the Fuck or Die square.
Summary: A witch puts a spell on you, making your body temperature rise to dangerous degrees. Can Sam save you?
warnings: smut, protected sex, minor foreplay, Sam x Reader
word count: ~3k
You hated yourself for getting in this situation. What had originally just been an undercover scoping of the supposed-witch’s store had turned into you getting knocked out. Now you were tied up in a chair in the witch’s house, unable to move.
She’d obviously put some sort of spell on you, in addition to tying your wrists and ankles, to keep you from fidgeting. There was no way that you were getting out of this chair any time soon, so you were stuck to yourself and your thoughts.
By the clock on the wall, you’d been gone long enough that Sam and Dean should be looking for you by now. You were only supposed to get in and get out, pretending to want something for sore muscles from the new age-y shop, and be back to the motel in an hour. Now it had been four hours, and surely the guys were looking for you.
The witch came into the room at that thought, not looking like you’d expect from a murderous witch. She was young, maybe in her early thirties, with long, blonde hair. She wore clothing that looked vintage seventies and was barefoot.
“Ah, you’re awake now,” she said to you, her voice lilting with a sing-song quality. “Such a pretty thing, you are.” You couldn’t move or flinch away from her hand as her fingers stroked your cheek, smiling. “If only we’d met in different circumstances, you could be tied up for a much more fun reason.”
That was hot and sweet. Bet they had a memorable night.
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