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Love Games Master List

Love Games (Dean x Reader) (Completed) What happens when you accidentally tell Dean Winchester you love him? You find out the hard way that Dean doesn’t like to let things go.

Day 1: The Incident Day 5: Movie Night Day 7: Dean Cooks Dinner Day 10: Baby Gets A Bath Day 20: Taking Aim

[ where is my friend smiley?! ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝ ]

anytime i see elvis with scatter i think of this song 🤍

#selfship till i die

━ forever my idol 🤍࿐

Joan Crawford in Female On The Beach (1955)

[ Who has a face like smarty does? ]

Smarty ~ LDR 💭

HIS.

early60s!elvis x reader

an: hihi! this is my first time writing smut and posting it. this is just a little tease.. hope u like c:

cw: NSFW. using fingers for unholy tingz..

it was as if he could sense your slight uncertainty when he whispered, "let me do all the work princess."

his warm, strong hands groped your rear, causing you to slip out a moan. you yearned for him and his warmth; he was your drug, and you were willing to dissipate all your energy and soul to be with him.

you were his.

feeling him rub you through your underwear, you gasped. a simple touch from him could ignite the flame within you. he gently laid you down on the bed.

slyly grinning at your neediness, he spat, "such a needy girl, aren't ya, baby?" in response, you mewled. his voice sent shivers down your spine and gave you butterflies in your stomach.

lowering your panties, he sucked in a breath once he saw your wetness. he slowly dipped two fingers in, causing you to moan as your fluids quickly coated his fingers. his long fingers slightly stretched your hole as they teasingly slipped in and out of you.

a low growl came from his throat as he heard your slight whining, he unziped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. pre-cum leaked from his pink tip, and you were practically salivating at the glorious sight.

"wait," you whispered, "will it fit?" he smirked at your shy tone and concerned face.

his slight southern accent melted onto his words as he lowly said, "it'll fit, honey, you're made for it."

[ You make me wanna be like one of those girls from

the 1950's

Wearing those big pearls

I'll cook you breakfast

Coffee on your desk, yes ]

- Puppy Love ~ Lana Del Rey ♡

im going crazy with all that benny stuff

I imagine what Benny might be like teaching you how to ride a bike, I don't know... him holding your hips so you feel comfortable, not slipping or hurting yourself with a heavy part of the mechanism o the seat itself and explaining things he knows you'll forget in the next ten minutes. I even think of Benny talking to you enthusiastically about motorbikes and you can only nod in confusion as you tend to his wounds. I'M NOT OKAY.

me maladaptive daydreaming about the most recent ff i've read (i need psychological attention not an iphone)

SO CUTEEEE.. i need him 🤗🤗 this was teew cute

NO.1 ; a taken man is off limits.

You weren't going to let Benny go; you couldn't, you had heard among your friends that stupid trick of marking territory? if that's what they were talking about. You thought maybe it was over the top and provocative. You thought it, but then you started biting your nails nervously, turning your head while sitting on Benny's lap, you saw that. You saw the looks on the faces of those eager girls who wished they were in your place, but you'd earned it, it wasn't fair for someone to try to sabotage you. So you did it, totally discreetly, didn't you? Well yes, you started leaving things at Benny's house, among his things, his clothes and on his motorbike. You took advantage of that summer afternoon when you were both sweating body to body on his motorbike to complain about your scarf, say no more! it ended up tied on one of Benny's bike handles, your scarf lasted a long time there, curious looks from the vandals. It was a long time before Benny paid attention to your nervous look traveling all over his bike. "It's ‘kay, it makes me look more harmless" he said to you before kissing your soft lips. Your hair bows were also another story, tying them in his vandal jacket to keep them from ending up misplaced and lying in some corner, dirty. He wanted to take care of you, and everything to do with you, your hair scrunchies around his wrist, your hair clips around his belt fastened or your coat folded in his lap while you talked to the other girls! oh wow...quickly Benny Cross was crossed off the list of single vandals.

giggling so bad!