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didn't I make it obvious? | ♡ BEAU ARLEN

so yeah I made my first c.ai bot and I hope you guys like it <3

ᰍִ ꒰ PEARLZIER'S KINKTOBER ִ✧ ⠀

NOTES .ᐣ⠀this is my first ever kinktober as a writer, so please bare that in mind. i kind of have no idea what i'm doing but i wanted to do it since i've read kinktober works for as long as i can remember. some things might be reworked and scrapped and i'm pretty busy so might not be able to post every single day but i'll try. plus, i'll be making unlisted bot versions of all of em + other kinktober bots, so have fun. :3

WARNINGS .ᐣ kinky, nsfw stuff obviously, not safe for minors so please please please don't interact <3 any other warnings will be put with the actual fic/blurb if needs be. went for my mains for the characters, matt, chris 'n' dean.

TAGLIST .ᐣ comment here to be tagged in the works if you'd like, but will also be usin' my usual taglist <3.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 1 : PRAISE. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀matt sturniolo.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 3 : OVERSTIMULATION. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀chris sturniolo.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 5 : MIRROR SEX. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀dean winchester.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 7 : AFTERCARE. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀matt sturniolo.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 9 : MASTURBATION. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀chris sturniolo.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 11 : ORGASM DENIAL. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀dean winchester.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 13 : BODY WORSHIP. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀matt sturniolo.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 15 : LINGERIE. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀chris sturniolo.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 17 : COCKWARMING. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀dean winchester.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 19 : DEGRADATION. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀matt sturniolo.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 21 : BLOWJOB. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀chris sturniolo.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 23 : PHONE SEX. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀dean winchester.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 25 : THIGH RIDING. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀matt sturniolo.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 27 : QUICKIE. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀chris sturniolo.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 29 : CHOKING. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀dean winchester.

ˑ 𓈒 𐔌 OCTOBER 31 : TO BE DECIDED. ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀idk yet, taking suggestions :3.

the way i just creamed my jeans- I MEAN….

　　　　𝒥𝒞　　｡　　drink up, angel

pairings　𓎟𓎡 ₊ ˖　afab!reader x demon!dean winchester　,　angel!reader x demon!dean winchester

warnings　𓎟𓎡 ₊ ˖　18+ mdni !!　kinktober (ish)　use of nicknames　use of "good girl"　unprotected sex (WRAP IT!!!)　p in v　guilt　degrading　demon!dean (he should have his own warning tbh)　mocking praise　consumption of (demon) blood　sorta virgin!reader (except the vessel isn't)　no prep　descriptive blood　dom!dean　sub!reader

summary　𓎟𓎡 ₊ ˖　despite dean going missing and mysteriously reappearing in the bunker — the thought of him and you together wasn't as bad as you initially thought. Infact, you were probably attracted to it. Despite being the angel everyone expects to be perfect and innocent.

READERS POV

⏝ 𝅄︶ ͡𑁬 ⚠︎ ໒ ͡ ︶𝅄 ⏝

It was unusual. Well, the eerie silence that filled the bunker from top to bottom. Except for when you stood up and took a step. Every tiny noise echoed — you could drop a feather in the Deans empty room and hear it all the way to the library. That was because Dean had the Mark Of Cain and just so happened to die — which caused the fucking mark to turn him to a demon. Not because of possession, no, it was purely Dean controlling his body.

It was no biggie, because the boys got through thick and thin — except there was maybe a little problem.. It was that you guys couldn't exactly help Dean without Dean there.. present physically — right..? And that's exactly what your problem was — Dean was M.I.A. and nobody had a clue on where he was or with whom he was. And that had a whole search party out for him. Castiel, Sam, Jody, Donna.. every and any hunter would call if they saw him.

That lead to why you were babysitting the bunker. If a hunter called, you'd simply fly there. And Castiel couldn't do it due to some struggles he had with controlling his flying.. and none of you guys could afford a fail. You needed some good news. And you agreed so now you were left pacing around the bunker, every step you took echoing through the bunker.

The clanks of your shoe against the pavement weren't as quiet as you'd expected. It was like you could set off an entire earthquake with each step. God — you were so bored you were analyzing everything and observing to the point where you see things you never did before.

For example, you noticed the amount of books that had a bunch of dust particles on their spines, the top edges and at the bottom of them. And — there was one particular wooden plank in the library that when you stepped over, would groan. There was also a continious hum of the fridge whenever you walked into the hallway and past the kitchen. Which would fade out further down and come at a complete stop when you stood infront of Deans room —

Deans room. A frown settled on your face. You weren't familiar with the human emotions — but you presumed this one could be connected to melancholy you think it was. You've read about that somewhere. It was connected to sadness. But you shouldn't know how that feels.

Like, you were a full blown angel. You shouldn't feel human-like things. You weren't exactly on the rocky, terrestrial planet which was earth every single day. This was actually your first time being here for a longer period of time. All you knew before was that it was a solid and active surface with mountains, valleys, canyons, plains and more. But you never explored much and never felt the desire to do so.

Not until you ended up being asked by Castiel to come down a couple of times. And you agreed hesitantly, it incredibly strange. You were in a vessel, that could describe how you'd look if you were human. But you weren't human.. whatever, that wasn't important. What was important was that during the period where he asked for help, you popped in here and there or when the boys prayed. Not every single time because you had your own things to tend too. But they were grateful for the help.

Despite basically being put on the blacklist now for all the angels and heaven due to you deciding to help the Winchester's and Castiel, which both of them had a reputation of killing a bunch of angels — you felt like it was a sacrifice that was up to you to make. Which you felt proud of making. Because checking in here and there became normal and even something you looked forward too, helping everyone — and may or may not aswell as seeing the older Winchester.

You hadn't known or seen him — heard of, yeah but not met until you helped them out. He was a bit rough around the edges, extremely rude toward you at first — because he didn't trust angels. Which was understandable. With time, he warmed up enough to you to pray as a form of communication on occasion. You'd sometimes move around some objects so he knew you heard. You both had a thing that felt very dear to you. You genuinely would get concerned when you didn't hear from Dean at least once a month.

And you didn't know how to feel about it. Because you weren't human. You didn't have the mind to feel emotions, feel what humans felt. You felt numb to most things. It was a scary thing to experience, because imagine being a loyal and obedient angel — a favorited angel, who was also beloved by many. And then you became fond of humanity. All because of a single human. Hell, if you hadn't met Dean and became who you are today, you'd just consider squashing him like a bug. That's how weak he truly was in comparison to you.

But here you were, have you had an idea of what happiness was? Nope. Sadness? No. Anger? What even are these words? Aren't they just here to describe how someone is acting that? Because your perspective of emotions were blurry — because you don't know what they are enough to really care. You didn't have a grasp on what it was, really.

You saw nothing special about them. Until now. Standing at the doorway of Deans room. Pondering and reminiscing. Your eyes flew from one part of the room to another. The sheets untouched but slightly messy and they had the same note Dean gave Sam before he left on the pillow. His handwriting. He wrote it before he willingly left. You just stood there, unsure of what to think or feel. A moment passed before Deans scent finally hit your nostrils. The aftershave smell, his cologne, a hint of alcohol and a bit of a.. cigarette smell that you could tell just in the slightest bit that humans wouldn't tell.

A memory you had that stuck to you. It was one where Dean would put his duffle bag on his desk before lazily throwing himself on his bed, settling in and getting all cozy. Then you knocked, he'd sigh before telling you an almost inaudible little 'come in' and you'd enter. Dean would ask what you were doing before you asked him a couple of questions. And that night you guys spoke the entire night. It was fun.

You'd genuinely do anything to be able to have a repeat of that event.

A sigh escaped your lips before you made your way back to the library. Just to make sure that nobody called during the time you'd been busy daydreaming or whatever. Once you made it, your hands reached out and grabbed the smartphones, clicking their power button so they turn on, just to get nothing. You were about to just place the phone back on the flat, wooden surface — until you sucked in quite a deep breath, inhaling a familiar smell.

You were about to just brush it off as nothing when it got stronger. Your eyebrows furrowed and you blinked. Thoughts filled your head and you turned your head over your shoulder. Nothing. The distinctive smell started to subside. Okay.. maybe your mind was just playing tricks and you were just paranoid after Deans absence.

Until it came back. Hell, you might even have to say stronger than the first two times. And then it hit you. Aftershave, a cologne you couldn't ever put your finger on what it smelt like, a heavy stench of alcohol and smell of sex — jesus christ, the same hint of cigarettes. And you knew this couldn't be a paranoid joke. Your hands grip tightend on the smartphone.

The recognizable voice chuckled behind you. "Sweetheart, I know you know that i'm here. Don't be shy, show me that pretty face." His voice was mocking, maybe even straight up cruel because of how extreme the way he said it. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up and you had goosebumps. You were certainly terrified — unknowing of what could possibly come your way when it came to Dean as a demon.

"I know you can hear me, c'mon. Pretty angel like you doesn't like to take orders? Hm? What if I was God? Told ya too obliderate all of humanity. Wipe the slate clean. Start over. Or told you to fucking look at me because I won't be asking another time." Deans — demon Deans voice boomed throughout the library. The old you would probably be ignoring him. But you weren't exactly 'the old you'. You were.. simply present you.

So, you spun around on your heels, your eyes taking a moment to drag up from his shoes. And then you met his emerald green eyes. Usually they were majestic and amazing to look at. But this wasn't Dean Dean. Because you saw his piercing eyes and the glint of dark, malevolent emerald green eyes. It left you speechless. And not in a good way. Nope, exactly the opposite.

"Uh huh, following instructions all proper. Makin' me feel all high and mighty, sweets." He let out a low chuckle, his eyes observing you. As if he had an idea that you were probably planning on just getting the hell away. He hummed, clicking his tongue. "Not too fast, Mary. We just reunited, I missed you real bad." He frowned — trying to impersonate being sad.

You just furrowed your eyebrows, clearly displeased. "What're you even planning on doing with me?" He shrugged, "That depends on what you want to do, sweetheart. I don't do shit without consent." You scoffed in amusement. "A demon refusing to do something without consent? What is this? A bad dream?" You quicjly shot up when Dean simply glared at you. "I take that back." "Good girl." And that made your knees weak. I mean, fuck it was still the same looking same green-eyed man in front of you, with the same deep voice.

But it wasn't exactly him. You knew that. But was it bad a part of you just.. simply couldn't care less? "I don't want you to do anything." He simply let out a laugh. "Sure. You're a prude anyway, d'you even know what there is for me t'do to you? Like I don't know, show you what sex is, stick my fingers in you or my cock while i'm at it. Betcha would like that." You accidentally choked on your spit at that. "Huh?" You said between some coughs.

"Didn't ya hear me?" He asked, skeptical. A moment passed where you just stared at him, all wide-eyed. "I asked you a fuckin' question." He added, stern now. "Oh — I uh, no I wouldn't —" He didn't respond to that, just took step by step, every step slowly approaching you, the wooden floorboards groaning under his newly added weight. "Y'sure? You wouldn't want me t'just turn you 'round and slip in nnice 'n slow. Wonder if you're tight." You just stared at him, lips parted. He smirked, the right side of his mouth tugging upward.

He then decided to simply lean down, his head closer and closer to yours, lips almost touching. You felt his breath on your lips and he most likely felt yours on his. Your eyes slowly travelled down — they lingered over his nose with the small bump — then his cheeks and nose which had the faintest freckles dusted around and finally down to his plump lips. You cleared your throat. "Just say no 'n i'll leave y'alone." He spoke, his tone mocking as always. "But i'm sure an innocent, perfect little angel like you won't accept big, bad demon like me."

You just noticed him lean in closer, your lips basically touching if either you or him accidentally sneezed. "And? No complaints?" He chuckled, in a cruel way — which you hadn't noticed, but even if you did, you probably couldn't really care less. And he dragged it out, obviously. Just sucking in a deep breath, his eyes darting from your eyes down to your lips. You were sure you were slowly coming to a realization on what you were exactly doing.

But before you had any time to exactly protest, his lips came down, clashing against yours. His hand immediately touching you all over.. singular because his right hand was busy wrapped around your throat, squeezing lightly to make your airway a bit tighter. But to necessairily cut it off. He chuckled when your lips vibrated against his because you whined in the kiss — but the kiss trapped the noise from being any louder.

"Thought you were a good lil' angel. Seems like the exact opposite. 'Cause I ain't gonna be nice, baby. Gonna bend y'over on the table, fuck y'all nice 'n good, make sure your brain s'all fuzzy 'n fucked out." He promised. Your lips were chasing his as you both had a hot and sloppy makeout. Deans left hand paused at your clothed ass, just squeezing before pulling away from the kiss.

"Bend over the table." He ordered, his right hand leaving your throat and his left hand hesitantly letting go of your ass before he removed it. "But what about the door anyone could walk i —" He shot you a sharp glare, not before blinking and when his eyelids lifted, his eyes were pure black. No iris in sight. Pun not intended. You gulped and just decided to stay intact before turning back around. Mind you, phone still clenched between your fingers.

Dean wasted no time, his hips ground against yours. Around four layers of clothes not providing the friction he gave. His hand went to your lower back before he slowly bent you over. He had a smug smirk on his face as to how easily you followed along with what he made you do. But you didn't see that because your eyes were currently focused on the bookshelves in front of you. All you could do was hear and wait patiently for something to happen.

And honestly — this whole situation escalated so fast it would probably be a blur by tomorrow. As if it never happened and you would be like those.. drunk people you've seen on the television screens and in bars. At least you hoped so, because you were sure fucking a demon wouldn't exactly be a list of things of what to do as a fucking angel. Besides, maybe it was just the way demon Dean attracted you. He was simply Dean.. just less Dean and add some.. more insanity to him.

You were wondering what Dean was doing before you looked over your shoulder, seeing Dean take in the view. Before his right hand landed on your hip. You trapped your bottom lip between your teeth. "Uh-huh, a moment 'go you were all whiny 'n bitchy 'bout me fuckin' ya but now you're all slutty, ain't that right?" He just raised his brows. You just rolled your eyes. "Oh? Gonna act all bitchy again?" He tutted, his left hand going to your hair and his fingers wrapped around a good chunk of your hair, he tugged on it.

"Anythin' ya wanna add?" He sneered. You shook your head. Despite being an angel, you still felt the burn of the hair strands being tugged on your vessels head. "No — no." You managed to get out, he seemed pleased enough. "That's what I fuckin' thought." He let go of the pieces of hair, but his hand shoved your head down onto the table. It wad harsh. "Don't move or I swear t'god y'won't be able too anymore."

And you knew he was not joking so you just let the side of your face rest on the wooden table, your hand let go of that phone and they travelled down to the edge of the table, your hands gripped onto it and you weren't exactly experiences in this — but Dean knew what he was doing. You at least assumed — because you weren't sure how this whole thing would go down. "Will this hurt?" "What'dya fuckin' expect?" His response was filled with irritation.

You wiggled your hips as you just heard his belt clanking as he undid it. All you could do pretty much is just wait because you did not want to disobey Dean. "Y'fuckin' want this, right?" He asked which he then grumbled something under his breath. You nodded before he rolled his eyes. "A fuckin' verbal response please?" "Yeah —" And he immediately continued with what he was doing.

You couldn't see anything so after a little, Deans hands went on your body, his fingers hooked underneath the waistband of your pants. His hands were warm in contrast of your colder skin. He tugged your pants down as fast as he could. He seemed like he wasn't planning on wasting a single second. Because holy jesus the 180 turns that keep taking you by surprise just keep going. You sucked in a breath when Deans fingers now went to your panties. His index teased your entrance through the thin fabric seperating them.

He then — without much warning pulled your panties to the side with the same index finger, his left hand gripping your hip and his calloused thumb after years of hunting and labor scratched your skin a little. You felt something tease your entrance. A gaspy breath escaped Dean from behind you. "Y'feel so wet. Hopefully s'enough t'act as lube." And then you felt him push in. His tip was in and you let out a moan, eyes fluttering shut.

He chuckled. "Jeez, baby. That fuckin' cunt s'suckin me in perfectly. Clenchin' 'round me real tight, too. Sad your pretty lil' vessel ain't a fuckin' virgin. Woulda enjoyed poppin' two cherries at once." He now pushed in deeper. His right hand went under your shirt, you just now realized because he was groping your boobs, his index and middle finger twisting your nipple as you let out a whine. "Fuck." You exclaimed.

"Real filthy. Never expected an angel like you squeezin' my cock so tight." He taunted, he bottomed out. Your walls clenched around him and relaxed before repeating that action, pants escaped your lips. You could feel every vein, the size of him and the way he almost split you into two. Dean boasted about sex all the time after he slept with girls. You never knew how right he was until now. Because jesus fucking christ you weren't expecting it to feel this good. You were probably zoned out because Dean spanked your ass. "Come back t'me, whore. Stick a fuckin' dick in ya 'n you'll become all inresponsive like a cock whore." He scoffed.

"C'mon, as I was sayin', open up that mouth." He ordered, still deep in you without moving. You fluttered your eyes open, his wrist right in your eyesight. He folded himself over you, his chest flush against your back. His right hand no longer teasing your boobs. Which was probably why his wrist was right in front of you. But it was because he had sliced his skin open a little under. "You're enough of a slut t'take a demons dick. I'll fuckin' move when ya suck on demon blood. Like Sammy, except a pretty lil' thing lile y'does it. Drink up, angel." The crimson red substance was right in front of you.

Your eyes widened. "I —" Jesus christ. You were an angel getting dicked down by a fucking demon. You were in far too deep right now. You leaned forward slightly. "That's it, atta girl." He praised, you didn't pay attention to it if it had an underlaying cruel tone under his words. You just focused on the disgusting demon blood you were about to consume. Your lips wrapped around the wound, the iron — y taste immediately sitting on your tastebuds. That's when you didn't even have time to complain about the thick substance you swallowed —

Because Dean pulled all the way out — well, almost because his tip was still in you. Then he slammed his hips forward, you would've moaned had his arm — and blood you were consuming with some dribbling down your chin onto the wooden table — not been muffling you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head. "Fuck, shoulda fucked this pussy a while 'go. Was actually thinkin' bout it." He panted and slowly started a harsh, relentless and fast pace from the get go.

You had time to adjust at the beginning, but now he was just careless, fucking away all and every thought you had. At some point, the table was shaking due to the hard thrusts. Your hips were probably gonna be bruised with the edge of the table digging into your skin.

You heard him groan and gasp behind you, a breathy chuckle escaping him. "So much for innocent angel."

That made you whine — well, as best as you could, still lapping up the blood that was basically like a faucet eacaping him. You were being fucked so good and hard — skin slapping against skin echoing — the light creaks of the table shaking and Deans pants were so incrediblely lewd and loud.

It seemed like there was no end in sight. Except you felt something build up in your abdomen — you weren't sure what it was. If you didn't know how to explain emotions, whatever this was you probably couldn't, either.

You were right there. Until the bunker door opened, your eyes widened and you were surprised Dean didn't even try to stop, he just hummed in amusement. "Hey! We're home —" Sam called out with Castiel whispering something to him. "Yeah — I know." Sam said — probably in response to Castiel. Before he started speaking up once more, his boots clanking against the metal staircase.

"Hello? Anyone home —" Sam's voice died in his throat when Castiels jaw dropped. "Oh." Your eyes flew to them as their eyes were wide. "Oh hey, look. We got an audience. Demon fuckin' an angel in front of their friends. Ain't that funny?" Dean kept going, not a care in the world.

You were fucking embarrassed. And that was for fucking sure.

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I didn't proofread this shit and i quite frankly do not want too I HATE THIS SO SO MUCH but i gotta feed yall </3

tags: @pearlzier @fallbhind @beausling @deanswidow @gibson-g1rl @dollsltt

amab vers: im too fucking lazy for this rn...... leave me alone

all of a sudden my legs are wide open😧

https://www.tumblr.com/beausling/763390889848700928/httpswwwtumblrcombeausling763390439422361601?source=share

i meaning hypothetically yes but literally no. it would not. it would be very bad my guy would just keep slipping out

ahoot😞

well we can do it strapped up in the cockpit then🤭🤭🤭

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OH SHIT you said in the bathroom of a PLANE BITCH THAT THING IS RICKETY WAIT IMAGINE GOING THROUGH TURBULENCE DURING THAT LMAOOOO

IVE NEVER ACTUALLY BEEN ON A PLANE BEFORE SO LIKE.. i’d probably start crying if i’m being real, ts Scares me😭

but Hypothetically🙏🏼 would the turbulence not make it Better🤭🤭 (if it wasn’t too bad ofc)

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HORIZONTALLY, VERTICALLY, QUADRATICALLY, ON THE WALL, ON THE CEILING, IN MY FLOORBOARDS, TILL WE BREAK THE BED !!!!

YEAH EXACTLY EXACTLY EXACTLYYYYY !!!!!!!!!

JENSEN!!!!!😸🤞🏼💟🎀🤭

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(off topic yes we can!! 😝😝😝😝 I need that man DESPERATELY)

UPSIDE DOWN, INSIDE OUT, ON THE TABLE, IN THE SINK, ON TOP OF THE WASHER, UNDER THE BED, IN THE BATHROOM OF A PLANE

SUCKING, FUCKING, SCREAMING, CREAMING

ALL NIGHT LONG !!!!!! BIBLICALLY !!!!!!!

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very silly with it !!

live oct reaction😼🤭

(off topic, but can we talk abt how pretty he is here?!?!?!??!!!!)

https://www.tumblr.com/beausling/763373223087898624/pov-youre-jensen-ackles-controversially-young?source=share

IM CRYING AT GIBSON-G1RL AND ANA BEING IN THERE THATS SO FUNNY (i wanna go to there) (meaning i wanna be involved) (meaning pretty please add me to your tag list)

i heart ana and jay so bad💟🎀 had to get silly with it too 🤭

AND YEASS ABSOLUTELY I WILL ADD YOU TO THE TAGS RNN🤞🏼🎀😽

pov: you’re jensen ackles’ controversially young gf (part ii)

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youruser guess what’s in my pockets🤭

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archiveofvirtue @/youruser TRAIN FLATTENED PENNIES???😭

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jensenackles Ahhh New York….. 😎🤎

Till next time.

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youruser another day, another slay✨

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youruser nobody needs to know . . .

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y/ngirlies okay but when is the album coming out?

youruser eventually…

jasvtsc @/youruser PRAISE THE LORD🙏

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youruser olivia sade fuck baby tee🤞

archiveofvirtue HEY GUY WHY ARENT WE TALKIN AB PIC 4!!!!??

pearlzier are we thinking the same thing🤭🤭

gibson_g1rl okay so we’re all on the same wavelength rn??🤭

deanluvr like thats GOTTA be jensen’s hand ru kidding

hrtsy/n explain yourself love @/youruser

youruser @/hrtsy/n CAPTION !!!!!🙌

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jensenackles Just another night in Paris. Watching body parts explode on a giant screen. No biggie.

Are you guys ready for this?!?!

@/theboystv this Friday!!!

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youruser le brouillard approche…

jensenackles Stop saying ominous things in French…

youruser quoi que tu dis, joli garçon😸

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vamps4y/n @/youruser there you go again flinging that name around……..

deangirlsride why is #She around every corner🫣

gibson_g1rl girl stfu😭

j2texas fr it’s like a horror movie😟

hrtsy/n @/deangirlsride @/j2texas kay why ess❤️

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youruser got to live my da vinci code dreams (nuit blanche was so funky fresh!!!)

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hrtsy/n so we’re just not gonna talk abt pic 8??!!!

youruser the food was SO scrumdilly😸

pearlzier @/youruser that is NOT what we mean😭😭

gibson_g1rl Y/N AND JENSEN IN PARIS AT THE SAME TIME LIKE ITS NOT A COINCIDENCE…….

jackleswife if it’s real i might have to kms

archiveofvirtue girl BYE you’re weird😭

jasvtsc @/archiveofvirtue @/jackleswife NO FR like IF IT IS TRUE.. why can’t you just be Happy for him????

vamps4y/n @/jasvtsc mama y papa liking iktr🤭

jacklesfan isn’t she like super young too?

y/ngirlies she’s literally pushing 30 so gtfo with all that😭😭

pearlzier @/y/ngirlies PUSHING 30 IS INSANE😭😭😭😭

y/ngirlies @/pearlzier ITS TRUE THOUGH SHE TURNS 30 IN A FEW YEARS !!!!!!!!

꩜ thank you so much !!! i hope you guys enjoyed reading this😸 all feedback, likes, and reblogs are greatly appreciated 💟

꩜ this one is a bit more silly, a bit more drama.. things are starting to pick up a bit more🤭 (sorry, but i just love a good slow burn)

꩜ tags : @gibson-g1rl @pearlzier @jasvtsc @archiveofvirtue 🎀 lmk if you wanna be tagged and/or featured in the next part !!!!!

this is me trying to run away from a monster in my dreams

this girl would Not leave me alone until i let her sit in my lap😭😭 she’s such a #mamas girl

3,7,9 and 44☝️ (less evil version of questions hihi🥰)

3. do you smoke? : indeed i do🤭 WEED !!!! so yummy, i could actually talk abt weed for hours — like god, what an amazing plant she is🎀 (i also vape/smoke cigs, but i’m trying to stop)

7. have tattoos? : yes, ten of them !!!!! four are professional (two different artists) and the other six were done by friends, with shitty tattoo guns, so they haven’t held up the best, but i still love them💟 my tattoos — and just tattoos in general, really — are another thing that i can go on and on and On abt

9. any piercings? : yes !! only one rn n it’s my nose. i’ve had my ears pierced an Uncountable amount of times.. aka, i’m allergic to cheap metals and can only have surgical grade stainless steel jewelry in my piercings…but i’m #just a girl, and would make my dad buy me all the cheap earrings at the store cus they were more cutesy, and then i’d wear them for way too long and my ears would get infected so i’d have to take them out and let my ears heal (holes close again) then awhile later i’d beg my dad to get them re-pierced, with the promise that i’d never again wear the shitty jewelry for too long.. but i Always did. that cycle repeated for Years — but after a scare where an earring got Sucked into my lobe, i haven’t gotten them done since (Kinda)

44. a random fact about anything : lyra is the 52nd largest constellation of the 88 that have been recognized in our galaxy… it’s alpha star, vega (alpha lyrae), is the fifth brightest star in space, and the second brightest in the northern hemisphere. even though bellatrix (alpha orionis; third brightest star in the orion constellation, 26th brightest in the sky) is bigger than vega by over 200%, vega is still roughly three times larger than our sun

(for the ask game) 16, 27, 43? 🎤

16. i’ll love you if : you’re just a genuine person, like don’t bullshit yk.. like i don’t Have to know Everything abt someone that i’m friends with or something, but just don’t Lie to me.. also if you love things that i love too — but i feel like that’s always been a basic bond-forming thing for humans

27. favorite thing i’ve written : is Actually.. this poem i wrote two years ago called ‘the planetary museum’. Maybe i’ll post it on here one day — but i don’t Know, since it’s gonna be in my book😟 we shall see

43. sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately : jensen, nothing else to it🤞🏼

if you had to pick jensen’s ONE (yes i’m cruel) favorite character which one would it be?

YOU ARE.. so evil for this kas😭😭

it’s harddd cus i’m Forever attached to dean, like that’s my babygirl, my Everything… BUT THEN THERES BEAU😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i don’t think i can do this😞

send asks !!! PLSPLSPLS GUYS🙏🏼 LIKE i’m so bored n Nervy cus i have to take a test in a few hours😖

questions for me b/c i'm bored ౨ৎ ࣪ ˖

most questions from @untableflip

0: height

1: virgin?

2: shoe size

3: do you smoke?

4: do you drink?

5: do you take drugs?

6: age you get mistaken for

7: have tattoos?

8: want any tattoos?

9: any piercings?

10: want any piercings?

11: best friend on this app?

12: relationship status

13: biggest turn ons

14: biggest turn offs

15: favorite movie

16: i'll love you if

17: someone you miss

18: favorite fast food place

19: a fact about your personality

20: coffee or tea?

21: what i love most about myself

22: what i want to be when i get older

23: my relationship with my sibling(s)

24: my relationship with my parent(s)

25: my idea of a perfect date

26: my biggest pet peeves

27: favorite thing i’ve written

28: favorite article of clothing

29: a reason I’ve lied to a friend

30: what I hate the most about work/school

31: what your last text message says

32: what words upset me the most

33: what words make me feel the best about myself

34: what i find attractive in women

35: what i find attractive in men

36: where i would like to live

37: one of my insecurities

38: my childhood career choice

39: my favorite ice cream flavor

40: who wish i could be

41: where i want to be right now

42: the last thing i ate

43: sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

44: a random fact about anything

i’m Gonna slap it

Jensen Ackles Golfing in Toronto, during the filming of Season 3 of The Boys. [ x ]  

the most unrealistic thing about Supernatural is that the boys never had a lore book open to an ugly ass monster, held the book up to the other one, and said "lol that's you"

castiel's confused head tilt rb if u agree

i just squirted everywhere- I MEAN.. hayy😸🎀

Jensen Ackles on the set of "Countdown" | September 2024 [x]

“hot girl summer” no dummy it’s anguished woman autumn so are you coming to wander the moors with a lantern and a nightgown in the pouring rain or not because we leave at 8