Title: Oh Glory
Pairing: Sam/Dean, Jess
Rating: hard R, for non-explicit sex, language and some gore
Any warnings: dark!AU, serial killer!boys, character death, gore, implied underage sex, (ages not stated), mild spoilers for the pilot
Summary: “It’s nothing personal, sweetheart,” Dean lies easily, that wretched, beautiful grin still stretching his lips. Fingertips gently brush a strand of tear-soaked hair from Jess’ eyes as Dean leans down, gets his eyes real close to hers. “It’s just that, Sammy’s mine, see? And I’m taking him back. You understand, don’t you?”
Sterek, because I can’t draw Sam/Dean/Cas/Gabriel at the moment.
Who would like to write me fanfic of Derek intentionally using his claws on Dylan during sex in a pain/bloodkink kind of way?
Summary: Zombies. Stiles always knew the world would end this way.Stiles didn’t have much room in his Jeep, just enough room for he and Derek, sometimes Erica. The caravan that they drove in had about ten vehicles in it, most were bigger, had room for more people. Stiles’ Jeep was used as a scout. He and Derek drove ahead, talking via walkie talkies with the rest as they drove. As soon as Derek packed the tent, they were off. Chris pointed on a map to Derek where they were headed. Stiles didn’t pay any attention, because that was Derek’s job. The one day that Derek put Stiles on map duty, Stiles flipped out because he got them lost. Stiles was the driver, end of. (x)
let’s talk about how idris elba made his twitter banner align with his dp
They never had a roof and four walls but they were never in fact homeless
#there was so much WRONG with this episode but yeah this scene was basically gold#dean and sam are complete opposites in bed omg i love it #dean is all talk and then he’s like tENDER AND SHIT #whereas sam is polite and lovely and charming #aND THEN HE FUCKING DEBAUCHES GIRLS IN CHAIRS AND IN THEIR OFFICES AND FROM BEHIND #GOD DAMN SAM WINCHESTER GET SOME