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they/them 19 (ik im so old.) chronic fanfic reader and writer
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Anonymous asked:

do u think girls obsession with slime is linked to the urge to play with our discharge because why would I be born a slime factory if I couldn’t enjoy it

who says you can't enjoy it

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Y’all ever in your head so much you miss your own orgasm 😭

TOO REAL.

Mature content: Sexual themes

This post may contain content not suitable for all audiences.

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garcia and rossi are so fucking hilarious to me, he's like her weird eccentric uncle

I lost my shit laughing at this, yall "eccentric uncle rossi"

It's not wrong either 😭

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am i getting old and crotchety or should you have stopped shouting in the streets and setting off fireworks by now

we stan Mei here, this is the perfect post, ilysm girly <<33 if they wake that toddler they best pucker up bc ill be kissing them with my fist <33

BLURB: Car doors; Dean Winchester

A/N now I've never written a fanfic before, well I have but it's old and bad, but I just needed to make this fantasy real, so uh hears dean Winchester being a soft, grumpy, lover boy.

Warnings: unless you can't handle super amounts of fluff you should be good.

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You and Dean were riding in the Impala after a successful hunt, though bruised and battered you had been victorious. Some shifter had been parading around west Virginia and when you and Dean got the call you knew you had to go - hunting had been slow recently and so getting this call was beyond thrilling.

You were driving back to the local motel, the first one you found, to get yourselves patched up. Neither of you were horribly injured, however, you were both very grimey and dirty, having tussled with the monster before having killed it.

You pulled into the motel, the sun beginning to fall in the sky, and the motel sign flickering you took a breath before opening your door - but your plans were quickly shut down when Dean reached infront of you and pulled your door shut.

"The hell was that for, Dean?" You grumbled, tired and sore, simply craving a warm shower; dispite the horrible motel body wash.

Dean didn't speak but he swiftly exited the car leaving you sitting there. He trailed around the front of the car and came to your door. He gently opened the door for you - staring up at him in awe he put out his hand for you to grab. You sweetly held his hand and stumbled out of the car.

He shut the door behind you and let go of your hand, and though still flabbergasted you were saddened to feel his touch drift, but it didn't last long because soon Dean reached out and grasped your hand. His calloused fingers curling into yours and leading you to the motel.

"Dean, I'm capable of getting out of baby myself." You spoke, voice gravely.

He muttered something about being the owner of the car and doing what he wants as you trailed inside.

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A/n, I hope this is okay for my first fic! :')

Dear stranger things fanfic writers,

Please, I need a fanfic where Eddie muson just won't let you open your car door, cuz I feel like Eddie would totally be the guy to open the door for you, to like the point where if you try to open it yourself he will reach infront of you to close it so he can get out and open it for you.

Pretty please? :')

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