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oooh, I like this one

seven comfort movies

- 10 things I hate about you

- brokeback mountain

- spider-man no way home

- white chicks

- dirty dancing

- napoleon dynamite

- the eras tour movie

tagging @makeadealwithdean @wayward-dreamer

seven comfort movies + pinterest tag game ✨

first character, real person, quote, & outfit when you open Pinterest is your vibe.

Thanks for tagging me, @sugarcoated-lame! You're a dear! ❤️ (also are we surprised that Lew is half of my vibe because I'm sure not)

seven comfort movies

pride and prejudice ('95)

clue

the american president

you've got mail

funny face

the thin man

star wars ot (yes I'm counting them as one movie don't @ me)

no pressure tagging: @rhettabbotts @bradshawsbaby @writercole @sometimesanalice @gretagerwigsmuse @a-reader-and-a-writer @green-socks @roosterforme @attapullman @lewmagoo @bobfloydsbabe

#tag game

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loved it, Brandy!! and there’s no way he could ever mess up that very last attempt of making it up to her😏 glad you’re back babe 🫶���

At First You Don't Succeed

Dean x reader

Word Count-827

Warnings- language

Summary- Dean forgets the reader's birthday and he tries to make it up to her. But nothing he tries seems to go his way.

Y/N sat at the table in the kitchen, sipping her coffee. She was the first one awake, giving her some time alone and time to think. Dean had gotten back to the bunker very late and crashed. It had been a rough hunt, and she knew how those always seemed to take a toll on him. But she was still a little hurt. Yesterday had been her birthday, and he’d forgotten. 

“Morning, babe,” Dean’s voice rang out in the empty room. 

“Morning,” she mumbled, trying to hide the hurt in her tone. 

“What’s up?” he asked, knowing something was wrong. She was never that short with him. Especially when he had just returned from being away for over a week. 

“Nothin’. I’m good. Did you sleep well?” 

He lifted his brow in concern and confusion. He knew she was lying him, but he didn’t know what, or who, had bothered her. That was until he glanced down at his phone after he had poured his coffee. 

“Fuck!” he grumbled under his breath. 

He’d missed her birthday. 

“What?” she asked, hearing him mumble something. 

“Huh? Oh, nothing, babe. Just stubbed my toe,” he answered quickly, hoping she didn’t know he was lying, “I, uh, I’m going to go clean my guns.” 

He hastily made his way out of the kitchen before she could say anything. He didn’t want to get caught in his lie or see the look of disappointment on her face he knew would surely be there. He hated to make her sad or hurt her feelings, and he had done both for sure. He was going to make it up to her, beg her forgiveness, and hope they could salvage the day. What he didn’t know was nothing he had planned would work out in his favor at all. 

He had tried running her bath after leaving the kitchen that morning, only to get distracted while looking something up on his phone and the entire bathroom flooded with the overdrawn tub. The second thing he’d tried that day was making her lunch and bringing it to her in bed. The lunch part had gone fine until he was three feet from the bed, dropping the plate and spilling the food all over the floor. The giggle that left Y/N had made him mad for a second, but he would keep trying. 

Trying once again, he’d gone to buy her flowers. They didn’t have her favorites, so he  grabbed a bouquet of ones he thought she would think was pretty. Yet again, that had blown up in his face when he brought them home to her, reaching from behind his back, a proud grin on his face, to learn that she was allergic to that type of flower. With a huff of defeat and annoyance, he left to try one more thing. 

Y/N walked into the kitchen that evening, her jaw dropping at the hurricane of ingredients and utensils strewn around the room. It was a complete mess, but she couldn’t help but smile. Standing in the middle of the chaos was Dean, holding the cake he had made her. A shy smile on his face. 

“Uh,” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck like he always did when he was nervous, “I know it’s not pretty and it probably tastes like shit, but I tried. Hopefully this isn’t going to end like everything else I tried today.”

“Dean,” she sighed happily, walking over and cupping his face in her hands, “It’s perfect.” 

“Well, I wouldn’t say perfect. I just hope you like it, sweetheart. And I’m sorry I forgot your birthday. I was just so tired from the hunt, and I just wanted to get home to you and…” 

She interrupted him, crashing her lips to his, pulling away to look at him. Damn, how she loved this man. Yes, he forgot her birthday, but he always carried the world on his shoulders. She really couldn’t be mad that he forgot, considering he’d always remembered every other time. As she looked at him, the little smirk on his face, she began to laugh. 

“What’s so funny?” He huffed, a little miffed that she was laughing at his attempt to make her birthday up to her. 

“I’m sorry, but Dean, you have to admit, all the failed attempts today are a little funny.” 

“I don’t think it’s funny,” he groaned, “I really tried to make it up to you, and nothing would go right.” 

“Aww, babe. You did make it up to me. The fact that you tried that hard, whether it failed or not, shows me that you care. That’s all that matters to me.” 

“Well, shit. If I knew that, I would’ve given up a long time ago,” he laughed when she swatted his arm, “Now, let’s eat this fugly ass cake, and then I’ll show you my last idea of how I’m going to make it up to you.”

#dean winchester x reader #dean winchester fanfiction #fic rec

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i have an angel and a devil on my shoulder and also a third other guy who looks just like my dad. i try not to look at him but i know he's there.

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Day 9: Starlight

Doing this thing

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Another thing about SPN 11.15

Here we have notorious womanizer, 100% heterosexual horndog Dean Winchester:

. . .

hmmm

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cas + hands for fimmf

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if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about

#oh OBSESSED 😭😭 #stranger things

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Posters in memory of Aaron Bushnell & in solidarity with the Palestinian people, seen in Flatbush, Brooklyn

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random daily misha [73/∞]

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Red, White and Royal Blue (2023) + tweets

#rwrb #suuuch a good book & movie !!!

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I've never watched a single episode of spn but I've been thinking about the implications of being stuck inside a meme

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they can find kate middleton

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omg hiii!! I was wondering if you’d ever do a castiel x reader fic?

sure I’ll try anything once! haha

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#this pic is so funny 😭 #cockles

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them <3 @bloodydeanwinchester

#my guys 🥹🫶🏼 #jenmish

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“you are like a brother to me” is to supernatural as “girl” is to one direction songs

#gotta hide the gay in whatever way they can ! #destiel #spn rewatch