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Hey friends :)
I miss u guys. I do, but my muse hates me so much that I canât even????
Anyway, if you wanna find me, I have to OCs Iâm active on
@xscelerisx who is SPN based
and
@miles-ex-dolor also SPN based
(I think you guys would really like him...heâs super new!)
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Hunted
AU with @handsoffmysammy
Sitting in her striking red dress, Emma finished her drink at the bar, tapping her foot in the air to the song. She had already turned down a few offers from men as she sat on the stool, but she smiled as one particular guy sidled up to her.
âYeah, you can buy me a drink,â she responded with a bright smile.
He just didnât realize she had picked him out first.
Dean had already been in search for a pretty girl the moment he entered the bar and it wasnât hard to spot the woman in the red dress. He was sold right then and there. He took a moment to straighten his clothes and, mess with his hair, though he wasnât exactly dressed up, before he decided to take a seat next to her.
Before he could say anything, she got right to it. He chuckled and a smirk followed.
âLittle old me? How many guys have you turned down tonight? How many offers have you had?â
âDo you really want to know? Does your ego need a boost?â she quipped back, smirking and arching a brow.
âMe, an ego? Whereâd you get that idea?â He obviously joked He leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table, âIâd sire like it id youâd tell me, princess.â
Emma laughed at him calling her âprincess.â Yeah, that couldnât be further from the truth.
âThree,â she told him, arching a brow and smirking.  âHow many times have you been turned down tonight?â she asked in return with a grin.
âIs that right? Rough around the edges? Nice, nice.â He nodded his head in interest. Princess or not, he sure liked this one. A lot.
âThree.â He replied, sighing, âSurprising I know.â He lifted his brows, âYou sure arenât easily swept of your feet, are you? For a simple drink, I mean. SO I guess, you have some sort of eyes for me?â
Emma tilted her head and shrugged.  âIâm good at reading people. And I have a think for bad boys,â she said, staying vague as she waited for him to ask her how she knew that.
âAre you?â Dean had one brow raised, âIâm not known for being an open bookâŚsoâŚâ He set his hand down, one atop the other, âBad boy, huh? Lucky guess. Howâd you figure that out?â
âI have my ways,â Emma grinned.  âLet me see if Iâve got it right. Youâre kind of a lonerâŚ. You travel a lot and sleep at crappy motels. You donât have a steady paycheck, so you use credit card fraud and hustling to get by,â her smile had gotten harder, her eyes set on him.  âAnd then when you got your ass out of jail on a bail-bond, you skipped town without paying the check. Am I in the ballpark?â she asked, quirking a brow.
Dean tried not to show his shock while he listened to her talk. He kept his cool well. He was more than impressed, âWell...â He tapped his fingers on the table, âI wouldnât say a complete loner, Iâm mostly an extrovert...I think.â He gave her a nervous smile, she could see right through him, âBut you nailed this hammer...hammered this nail? I forgot the expression.â Confidence then returned to him, âSo you know your delinquents I see.â
Hunted
AU with @handsoffmysammy
Sitting in her striking red dress, Emma finished her drink at the bar, tapping her foot in the air to the song. She had already turned down a few offers from men as she sat on the stool, but she smiled as one particular guy sidled up to her.
âYeah, you can buy me a drink,â she responded with a bright smile.
He just didnât realize she had picked him out first.
Dean had already been in search for a pretty girl the moment he entered the bar and it wasnât hard to spot the woman in the red dress. He was sold right then and there. He took a moment to straighten his clothes and, mess with his hair, though he wasnât exactly dressed up, before he decided to take a seat next to her.
Before he could say anything, she got right to it. He chuckled and a smirk followed.
âLittle old me? How many guys have you turned down tonight? How many offers have you had?â
âDo you really want to know? Does your ego need a boost?â she quipped back, smirking and arching a brow.
âMe, an ego? Whereâd you get that idea?â He obviously joked He leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table, âIâd sire like it id youâd tell me, princess.â
Emma laughed at him calling her âprincess.â Yeah, that couldnât be further from the truth.
âThree,â she told him, arching a brow and smirking.  âHow many times have you been turned down tonight?â she asked in return with a grin.
âIs that right? Rough around the edges? Nice, nice.â He nodded his head in interest. Princess or not, he sure liked this one. A lot.
âThree.â He replied, sighing, âSurprising I know.â He lifted his brows, âYou sure arenât easily swept of your feet, are you? For a simple drink, I mean. SO I guess, you have some sort of eyes for me?â
Emma tilted her head and shrugged.  âIâm good at reading people. And I have a think for bad boys,â she said, staying vague as she waited for him to ask her how she knew that.
âAre you?â Dean had one brow raised, âIâm not known for being an open book...so...â He set his hand down, one atop the other, âBad boy, huh? Lucky guess. Howâd you figure that out?â
Honestly Dean and I are in a weird place? Not a bad one, but itâs weird as hell
Hunted
AU with @handsoffmysammy
Sitting in her striking red dress, Emma finished her drink at the bar, tapping her foot in the air to the song. She had already turned down a few offers from men as she sat on the stool, but she smiled as one particular guy sidled up to her.
âYeah, you can buy me a drink,â she responded with a bright smile.
He just didnât realize she had picked him out first.
Dean had already been in search for a pretty girl the moment he entered the bar and it wasnât hard to spot the woman in the red dress. He was sold right then and there. He took a moment to straighten his clothes and, mess with his hair, though he wasnât exactly dressed up, before he decided to take a seat next to her.
Before he could say anything, she got right to it. He chuckled and a smirk followed.
âLittle old me? How many guys have you turned down tonight? How many offers have you had?â
âDo you really want to know? Does your ego need a boost?â she quipped back, smirking and arching a brow.
âMe, an ego? Whereâd you get that idea?â He obviously joked He leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table, âIâd sire like it id youâd tell me, princess.â
Emma laughed at him calling her âprincess.â Yeah, that couldnât be further from the truth.
âThree,â she told him, arching a brow and smirking.  âHow many times have you been turned down tonight?â she asked in return with a grin.
âIs that right? Rough around the edges? Nice, nice.â He nodded his head in interest. Princess or not, he sure liked this one. A lot.
âThree.â He replied, sighing, âSurprising I know.â He lifted his brows, âYou sure arenât easily swept of your feet, are you? For a simple drink, I mean. SO I guess, you have some sort of eyes for me?â
(Also kind of thinking of putting my Sam on here with Dean, having three blogs (including my OCs) is driving me nuts, but we shall see.)

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"You look good in those jeans."
Sam smirked and turned to look at Dean. âWhy thank you baby. But you picked them out for me. Remember?â Sam chuckles as he gave Dean a soft kiss.
Sam whimpered. âI need your fat cock so damn bad. My hole aches without it De.â Sam rolled his hips once again.
Dean reached down, lifting Samâs thighs up,âMmmm, thatâs what I like to hear.â One hand slipped down, reaching between his ass, slipping a finger inside, âIâll be gentle for my Sammy.â
Sam purred and moaned happily. He arched upwards and nodded. âYeah De. Ya know I like both but every now and then I like gentle.â Sam spread his legs more so Dean could reach better.
âYou donât mind a little tease do you? You still like that?â He had a shit eaten grin on his face as his slid his finger all the way in, hooking it slightly, âEven if you donât Iâd still doin it.â
Sam groaned and arched into the finger. âFu-ckâŚbaby you know I love a good tease.â Sam panted. The younger hunter always loved a good tease.
âMhmm, thatâs what I thought.â Dean teased Samâs hole with a second finger, wanting to go in for the kill. As much as he wanted to fuck Sam right this second, it was worth readying him. Dean grabbed one of Samâs calves and threw it over his shoulder with his free hand, making things even easier.
Sam groaned needly and wrapped his leg tighter around Deanâs shoulder. âMore please⌠De'anâŚneed you so bad.â Sam gasped.
Dean removed his fingerâs, seeing Sam was nearly in pain, âAlright ,Baby, you win.â He positioned Samâs other leg over his shoulder then, putting them both in the perfect position. Dean was throbbing in that moment, practically hungry. He leaned down to kiss Samâs neck and to breath in his ear as he slowly pushed himself against his brotherâs entrance.
Through The Smoke
Sam paused a moment before answering, making sure he made this sound legit and used the right words. âWell, it sounds like a great opportunity, especially for getting back into the game. You know, get in on the ground floor of operations and all thatâ he answered confidently. @handsoffmysammy
âAh.â Dean glanced at his goons, who didnât seem to be paying attention,âI guess Iâm just surprised, no one really jumps into it like this. Well, not a fellow your age. Only unsuspecting little ones.â He sighed, âWell okay, what can you offer me, huh? What makes you think youâre worth it?â He questioned, trying to make it hard for Sam.
âI know our families go way back, itâs not like this is my first rodeoâ he may never have been a full fledged mobster but heâd grown up in the life, he knew it better than most. Sam lit up a cigarette, taking a long drag before answering. âHow about a 70/30 cut?â
âOh, really? Itâs not your first time begging the mob to take you in?â He chuckled. blowing smoke over towards him, âYou may be a DiGilio, but youâre not special, not like you think you are.â When he heard Samâs offer, he had just taken a sip of his whiskey and nearly coughed on it. He smirked and shook his head, âIâll do 20/80, but thatâs just because I think youâre handsome. Thatâs the deal.â His brows were lifted. It seemed fair for the other to ask, bold, but coming from is family, expected.
"You look good in those jeans."
Sam smirked and turned to look at Dean. âWhy thank you baby. But you picked them out for me. Remember?â Sam chuckles as he gave Dean a soft kiss.
Sam whimpered. âI need your fat cock so damn bad. My hole aches without it De.â Sam rolled his hips once again.
Dean reached down, lifting Samâs thighs up,âMmmm, thatâs what I like to hear.â One hand slipped down, reaching between his ass, slipping a finger inside, âIâll be gentle for my Sammy.â
Sam purred and moaned happily. He arched upwards and nodded. âYeah De. Ya know I like both but every now and then I like gentle.â Sam spread his legs more so Dean could reach better.
âYou donât mind a little tease do you? You still like that?â He had a shit eaten grin on his face as his slid his finger all the way in, hooking it slightly, âEven if you donât Iâd still doin it.â
Sam groaned and arched into the finger. âFu-ckâŚbaby you know I love a good tease.â Sam panted. The younger hunter always loved a good tease.
âMhmm, thatâs what I thought.â Dean teased Samâs hole with a second finger, wanting to go in for the kill. As much as he wanted to fuck Sam right this second, it was worth readying him. Dean grabbed one of Samâs calves and threw it over his shoulder with his free hand, making things even easier.
(Kinda thinking of opening up my Sam again? idk idk)
Hunted
AU with @handsoffmysammy
Sitting in her striking red dress, Emma finished her drink at the bar, tapping her foot in the air to the song. She had already turned down a few offers from men as she sat on the stool, but she smiled as one particular guy sidled up to her.
âYeah, you can buy me a drink,â she responded with a bright smile.
He just didnât realize she had picked him out first.
Dean had already been in search for a pretty girl the moment he entered the bar and it wasnât hard to spot the woman in the red dress. He was sold right then and there. He took a moment to straighten his clothes and, mess with his hair, though he wasnât exactly dressed up, before he decided to take a seat next to her.
Before he could say anything, she got right to it. He chuckled and a smirk followed.
âLittle old me? How many guys have you turned down tonight? How many offers have you had?â
âDo you really want to know? Does your ego need a boost?â she quipped back, smirking and arching a brow.
âMe, an ego? Whereâd you get that idea?â He obviously joked He leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table, âIâd sire like it id youâd tell me, princess.â

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Through The Smoke
Sam paused a moment before answering, making sure he made this sound legit and used the right words. âWell, it sounds like a great opportunity, especially for getting back into the game. You know, get in on the ground floor of operations and all thatâ he answered confidently. @handsoffmysammy
âAh.â Dean glanced at his goons, who didnât seem to be paying attention,âI guess Iâm just surprised, no one really jumps into it like this. Well, not a fellow your age. Only unsuspecting little ones.â He sighed, âWell okay, what can you offer me, huh? What makes you think youâre worth it?â He questioned, trying to make it hard for Sam.
"You look good in those jeans."
Sam smirked and turned to look at Dean. âWhy thank you baby. But you picked them out for me. Remember?â Sam chuckles as he gave Dean a soft kiss.
Sam whimpered. âI need your fat cock so damn bad. My hole aches without it De.â Sam rolled his hips once again.
Dean reached down, lifting Samâs thighs up,âMmmm, thatâs what I like to hear.â One hand slipped down, reaching between his ass, slipping a finger inside, âIâll be gentle for my Sammy.â
Sam purred and moaned happily. He arched upwards and nodded. âYeah De. Ya know I like both but every now and then I like gentle.â Sam spread his legs more so Dean could reach better.
âYou donât mind a little tease do you? You still like that?â He had a shit eaten grin on his face as his slid his finger all the way in, hooking it slightly, âEven if you donât Iâd still doin it.â