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Series Recommendation:
Bunker Series - Jordan Rivet
Wake Me After the Apocalypse (Bunker #1)
Meet Me at World’s End (Bunker #2)
Follow Me to Armageddon (Bunker #3)
Genres: Science Fiction, Young Adult+, Post-Apocalyptic
Keywords: Survival, Cryosleep, Strong Female Characters, Lots of Characters, Romantic Subplots
Length: Long
Rating: #1 - 4/5, #2 - 4/5, #3 - 4/5 : Overall - 4/5
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sarakipin · 1 year
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The Compound
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navybrat817 · 2 months
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There's Something in the Water AU Teaser
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Welcome to South Bunker! A gem of a town so well hidden it doesn't even appear on your GPS.
Stop at the diner for a bite to eat. Food so good you'll immediately want a nap before you even finish your plate.
Enjoying your cabin? That's what we love to hear, but you may want to keep your curtains closed. Some of the neighbors are a bit nosy.
Car trouble? That happens a lot around here, but don't worry. We have the best mechanic around.
Venture into the woods for a hike, but don't stray from the path and be wary of the hunters. They can get a little trigger happy.
It's truly picturesque when the sun goes down. It almost distracts you from the screams.
Oh, you're leaving?
No, you're not.
Welcome home.
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hairupintheair · 3 months
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EXCUSE YOU 😭😭😭😭
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indiegamesource · 10 months
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AMNESIA: THE BUNKER (2023) dev. Frictional Games
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lightasthesun · 2 years
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In a different timeline Obi-Wan Kenobi continued tracing familiar and unfamiliar names and symbols carved into the wooden wall of the bunker until his eyes caught on an all too familiar design.
Facial markings.
Inside he wept as her name came to the forefront of his mind.
"She's alive."
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sincerely-sofie · 2 months
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Have you ever heard the tragedy of darth plagueis the wise?
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simplegenius042 · 19 days
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LATE Understand My Ship in 5 minutes, Understand my (Friend)ship in Five Minutes & Kindly Join the Wedding
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Got a Ship from A Radioactive Calamity of Love, Bombs & Gore, a friendship from The UnTitledverse and a wedding from Far Cry The Silver Chronicles. After this, I should be all caught up in what I've missed, and then I can make my new Pinned Intro Post. Anyway, you can find the stuff and templates below the cut:
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poppyseed799 · 1 year
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One thing I’m just gonna complain about for a sec. People keep acting like Jimmy was the only bad boy who knew anything about the frog.
JOEL NAMED JUDGE JUDY AND EXECUTIONER.
Do you think Grian and Joel making Jimmy’s grave in the bunker along with Judge Judy and Executioner was them magically gaining information about something Jimmy cared about but they didn’t? No, Joel suggested they make his grave there. Because HE KNEW ABOUT THE BUNKER. It was Grian’s first time there, not Joel’s, but I’ve seen people say it was the first time either of them went there which doesn’t make sense cuz then how would they have known about it lol
Joel may not have been involved in the Judge Judy and Executioner plot, but he was aware of it and never shut down Jimmy for talking about it. Just because Grian was crying and screaming about Jimmy talking about frogs doesn’t mean Joel was; he always tried to be a mediator between them.
To be clear this isn’t meant to be Grian slander I just feel like everyone acting like Joel is on the same level of knowledge/care about the frog thing is Joel slander and I will not stand for it.
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Stephen Dillane as Alan Blunt in Series 3 Episode 4 of Alex Rider (2024)
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lazy-cat-corner · 9 months
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“Welcome to my Mojo Dojo Casa House”
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gingersnap1620 · 2 months
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Make a Memory (Ch. 2)
Dean x F!Oc
Summary: Lillian and Dean have a conversation on the drive to the bunker.
Warnings: Mild spoiler for seasons 8-15
Word count: 812
Song:
bad idea!
A/N: Chapter 2! Hope you enjoy it! @gingernut1314 beta read this for me.
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Lillian 
“How much further?” 
Sam had fallen asleep a while ago so it's just Dean and I. Which isn't terrible, he hasn’t been talking that much. He did have a whole jam fest though, he tried to get me to sing with him but I didn't know the song. He was very offended by that. 
“Hello? Earth to Dean Winchester” I swear we’ve been in this car for years. I look at Dean, who’s clearly speeding, making sure that he could hear me. 
“What do you want back there?” 
“Hey watch your tone mister, I was only asking how much longer?” I saw him glance back at me through the mirror and I swear he had a smile on his face, but I was probably just imagining it.
“This is your twentieth time asking.”
“Can you just tell me?”
“What's the magic word?”
“I'm gonna kill you?”
“No, try again.”
Great, now he's making me smile. 
No. 
No, he's not. 
“Ugh, can you please tell me how much further” I said with as much sass as I could possibly put into it. I heard him chuckle as we turned down a street lined with shops and places to eat. On each side of the street, there was a sidewalk with people walking and talking to their loved ones. 
“We’re almost there.” As he answered me I rolled down the window to hear the people walking around us. I pulled my knees to my chest and leaned my head on the side of the car. I could feel the crisp fall air on my face as we drove through the little town. “What are you doing?” Dean asked, whipping his head around. 
“...What?“ 
“You’re feet! Who knows how dirty they are! What were you raised in a barn?” My jaw dropped and a huff of air left my lips--what was that? I guess I found his weakness. I dropped my feet on the floor with a thump.
“Oh my god,” I ask with a chuckling laugh. Dean’s narrowed eyes snapped back at me through the rearview mirror. 
“No one messes up baby.”
“Baby?” I said in a teasing tone. 
“Shut up.” Dean drawled, “Who needs to watch their tone now?” I let out a little laugh as I turned my head back to the open window. We were now in the middle of nowhere on a road that was falling apart.  
“Where are we?” I asked turning back to look at Dean whose eyes were glued to the road.
That's surprising.
He didn't answer me but instead, he pulled the car to a harsh stop, which jolted Sam awake. 
“Are we here?” He asked Dean, yawning. 
“Yup. C’mon witch, out of the car,” It was so dark that I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face. 
I'm not going to lie, the dark and I don't get along very well. I have multiple night lights in my apartment. So, naturally, I ran out of the car so fast that I ran straight into Dean, who was walking around the back of the car to follow his brother. 
“Jesus girl, why are you in such a rush.” He said gripping my shoulders to hold me still. He was looking down at me. I don't know why I liked the feeling of his hands on me as much as I did. 
I wiggled out of his grasp and walked to where I could see Sam's flashlight. He was walking down these steps that led to a big metal door. It looked like a bomb shelter. Dean shuffled past me reaching into his jacket pocket to pull out a black key. 
Dean unlocked the door and walked in, I followed after him with Sam behind me. As we walked in, I could see how big this place was. It looked pretty cool. 
They led me to a room, which was clearly their dungeon. I wasn’t offended by that. I mean I did just try to kill them. 
Dean sat me down in a wooden chair and tied my legs down so I couldn't get up. They both started to walk towards the door to leave the room. As Sam walked away, Dean stopped in the doorway and turned to look at me.
“I'll keep the lights on, don't worry.”
“I don't know what you’re talking about,” I said as I sat up straighter in the chair. I tried to keep my voice level.
“Sam used to be scared of the dark.” 
How dare he assume that! 
…I mean it's true but that's not the point.
He looked at me for a couple more seconds, his eyes lingering on mine, before he walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind him. A few seconds went by and the distinct clicking sound of the door locking rang through the air.
  Great.
I'm alone again.
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lunaticliam · 3 months
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This time Toussiant's ready to play in the snow.
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I tried to do the thing to give him a realistic body but then I realized I don't like doing that it, and it doesn't work well for every situation.
What's the point my of trying to draw a realistic body if all the clothes are really baggy?
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spaceywashere · 4 months
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bonus stage? more like boner stage
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i hate these freaks (loves them)
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yellow-dejavu · 4 months
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Baran and Jantje: We can have a scene that gives the character a more proper closure, or we can cut it and have it written on a random wall that she died at some point without giving any context.
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This is crazy. I love this show, there are a lot of shows that say the details are important, but on Dark sometimes the details are the only way you get to know the fate of some characters.
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welldonebeca · 2 years
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The Bimbo in the Bunker (I)
Summary: Betty surprises Sam with a visit to the bunker, and Dean realises the appeal of having a bimbo girlfriend for himself. WC: 2.5k words Warnings: Fluff, smut. Pussy spanking, masturbation, rough sex, dirty talk, degrading kink.
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Sam put his book aside, frowning with confusion as he heard someone knocking incessantly on the door of the bunker, looking through the magic eye and finding no one other than Betty stood right over the demon trap at the entrace.
What?
How the hell had she gotten there? What was she doing at his door?
Now, Betty wasn’t a stranger.
After he had spent a full weekend fucking her, he had kept in contact with the little bimbo, and even visited during her winter break to fuck her a little more.
They exchanged texts and… well, she sent him some photos sometimes. And videos.
She didn’t know he was a hunter but also didn’t think he was actually a professor and thought Sam worked investigating dangerous things, which was enough to keep her at bay and without a lot of questions.
Actually, she didn’t even ask him anything at all about his work, which was great.
But she also didn’t know where he lived.
Which meant she had no reason to be at his door right now.
Sam started to worry.
Maybe a demon had possessed her, or she was working for the Brits, but when he opened the door, her reaction was to squeal happily at him.
“Daddy!” she exclaimed, dropping her handbag on the floor, and he was quick to catch her when she threw her arms around him.
Sam glanced at his side, and used the quick moment to spray holy water on her dangling legs, and she just held him tight.
Alright, no reaction.
“Hey, baby girl,” he mumbled, squeezing her.
“I missed you,” she whined, wrapping her legs around his waist.
Well, it looked like he wasn’t going to be able to let her down.
Sam put the holy water aside and picked her luggage, kicking her bag inside.
“How…” did you get here? How did you pass the literal maze that it was to drive into the bunker. How did you even know I was here? “How did you find me?”
She shrugged.
“I tracked your car,” she kissed his cheek. “You wouldn’t tell me your town!”
He blinked a couple of times, still holding her. How the hell did he always manage to fuck the crazy ones?
“What?” he heard the moment he stepped into the library, and his brother stared at him, completely confused.
“Hi, Dean!” she squeaked, sounding happy and not seeming fazed. “Well, the Apple Store has those tracking tags, and when you showed me your car, I just put it between the seats!”
Dean looked beyond pissed as he glared at him, and stormed off, no doubt to the Impala to find the tag, and Sam fell into silence as he watched him go.
“Daddy?” Betty mumbled after a few seconds. “Are you mad at me?”
She pulled back from him and gave him her big pleading eyes, looking very worried now.
“Did you not want me to come?” she asked.
He blinked a couple of times, still a little confused.
“I’m not mad,” he spoke slowly. “I’m… surprised.”
There was a fucking reason behind him keeping most of his life a secret from her. Of course he never told her where he lived!
“Betty,” he sat on the table, looking at her face. “Remember when how dangerous my… line of work is?” he asked. “And how I don’t want you to get hurt?
She looked at him like a kicked puppy, eyes watering and lips coming in a pout. Jesus and Dean said his puppy eyes were deadly.
“I just wanted to see you,” she mumbled, tearing up. “I even told people I’m spending my Summer in a spiritual place that has no internet or phone signal!”
“You did?” he asked, surprised.
“And I can help while I’m here!” she insisted.
God, he didn’t know if he should be more weirded out or more turned on.
“Please, daddy,” Betty insisted. “I promise I’ll behave! I’ll be so good, you know it!
He sighed, and relaxed a little.
“Fine. But you can’t touch anything outside of the kitchen, the bathroom and my bedroom,”
He really didn’t need her reopening any sealed cursed artefacts.
“Yes,” she squeaked, throwing her arms around him again. “Thank you, daddy!”
She kissed him hungrily and he watched as she jumped from the table and rushed for her handbag, squeezing it closer.
"Can we get to your room now?" she asked.
"Of course."
He picked her luggage again - a huge suitcase, big enough he bet she fit inside easily - and guided her inside, glancing at the door when Dean stormed behind them with the tag in hand.
"This," he raised it in his hand, and broke it dramatically.
"Oh, good, you found it," she smiled. "I don't need it anymore, anyway."
His brother glared at him, and Sam shrugged.
"She is staying for a while," he informed him.
"Like hell she is," his brother growled.
Sam sighed, pushing him out of the room and closing the door behind them.
"Dean," he hissed.
"She tracked my car!" he protested. "Sam, you have any idea how dangerous it is to have this girl here?"
"Dean..." he sighed. "And I'll say it with all respect in the world. We are talking about Betty. She doesn't know six and half a dozen are the same thing."
She didn't. Every day he knew her more, the more Sam got confused about how the help she had managed to get into college, and even drive.
His brother scoffed.
"She is smart enough to track our car," he reminded him.
"She just put a tag in it," he told him. "You can buy a tag anywhere."
Dean rolled his eyes.
"Maybe you're not that bright if you didn't check the car," he crossed his arms.
His brother glared at him.
"And what is that supposed to mean?"
Sam shrugged.
"That she isn't going to snoop around," he decided. "She is staying. And I'll tell her not to bother you, if that's what you want."
Dean just scowled again, and walked away, leaving Sam alone by the door.
When he walked back inside, she had already made herself comfortable, undressed from her clothes and wearing one of Sam's shirts.
"Your clothes are so big, daddy," she exclaimed, twirling. "Look! It's like I'm in a dress."
Sam sighed, flushing on the face.
That woman was going to be the death of him, God.
"And, look," she raised it, turning around and shaking her ass. "I don't have to wear anything underneath and you don't even notice."
His cock hardened instantaneously.
"Do you think your brother will mind?" she looked at him with big eyes. "I never had a roommate, I don't know how that goes."
He strode to her, picking her up.
"He is gonna get used to it," he threw her on his bed. "You're not going anywhere anytime soon."
"Daddy!" she squeaked.
She looked up at him, looking excited as Sam stripped out of his clothes.
"Are you going to punish me for coming, daddy?" she pouted.
Sam stopped, realising what was behind her words.
"Do you want to be punished?" he arched an eyebrow.
Betty bit her lip excitedly, and he knew the answer to his question.
"Hmmm," he hummed, dramatic. "And how can I punish my little bimbo for being so bad?"
She moved on the bed, pretty legs swinging side to side, closed together.
"Maybe I deserve a spanking," she spread her legs. "Like a bad girl."
Sam looked down at her pussy, which was already wet.
"And I think you're suggesting that be on your cunt?" he arched her eyebrow.
Now, now... He could just be mean and spank her ass. She did track his brother's car, after all.
But she did scream so beautifully when he spanked her pussy... and always came.
So Sam slapped her clit before she teased him even more.
"Daddy!" she whined, arching herself.
"Is that what you want, my little bimbo?" he slapped her clit again. "You love it when daddy smacks that pussy. It shouldn't even count as a punishment!"
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