deep in the heart of texas!!!!

FrnkIero AndThe Cellabration
Deep In The Heart Of Texas Festival
Houston, Tx 3/22/15


·         They drain the San Antonio Riverwalk once a year. They tell you it’s shallow, only three feet deep, but no matter how much you stare you cannot see the bottom. They’ve found prosthetic limbs in the annual dredging.

·         You’ve been driving for hours. Surely you’re out of state lines by now, you tell yourself. But the scenery hasn’t changed at all, and the sky has long turned dark. You can’t remember the last town you went through.

·         There are lights above Marfa. People come from far and wide to see them, but we don’t talk about them. We don’t talk about the lights above Marfa- they listen. We don’t want them to hear us.

·         We don’t sing “Deep in the Heart of Texas” because it’s a tradition. We sing it to keep it sated. Because deep in the hill country, if you stand still enough, you can feel a deep, steady throb beneath your feet.

·         You hear screams in the heavy heat of summer nights. Your mother tells you that it’s nothing but the wind, but you don’t believe her. There hasn’t been wind in months.

·         The heat is sticky and heady against your skin, even in the dead of night. “Sure is hot this summer,” your mother says. Her eyes are glassy, and her teeth grind together as she stares out into the distance. “Sure is hot.”

·         There are tunnels beneath San Antonio. They connect the missions to San Fernando Cathedral. They’ve long been closed off- no one goes in the tunnels. No one wants to go in the tunnels.

·         The grackles are waiting in the grocery store parking lot. There are hundreds, maybe thousands of them- they scream into the sky and watch you as you pack away your groceries.

·         The ground has cracked into dusty plates. There are children that have never seen rain. You don’t remember the last time it rained. A lot of people say it never will again.

·         Basements are banned. The ground is too dry, they say. It’ll crack your foundation. But you know why they’re banned. Everyone knows why. But we must forget.

·         The forest is deep, so very deep. You walk on, but all you find is a roofless hut filled with shotgun shells. There are claw marks on the wall, on the ground. You scuff at them with your shoe.

·         Off the highway, decaying farmhouses stand like gray smudges against the blue sky. The cattle graze around them, away from them. The grass around them is dead.

·         Don’t Mess with Texas. Texas remembers. Texas is vengeful.

·         You don’t watch the heat waves that rise off of the gravel. Look forward. Look forward. Keep driving.

After All This Time - Pt. 1

Characters: Teacher!Jensen x Teacher!Reader (AU)

Warnings: fluff, angst

Word Count: 3.3.k

Summary: Set in 2013, the reader stops running away from her past and heads back home to Texas after living in Nashville for seventeen years. It wasn’t what she had imagined, not without him. She realizes that ship has long since sailed, but Texas seems to have a few tricks up her sleeves that puts the reader right in the path of her High School Sweetheart that she left behind all those years ago, Jensen Ackles. Is it time for the reader to stop running and face her past?

A/N: 6k Celebration and One Year Fic-i-verary Celebration Fic THIRTEEN. The line requested was, “You can’t outrun your past” It was requested by @captainemwinchester . It will be highlighted in the fic. Thank you so much for celebrating with me. I’m thinking this is going to be a series. I need to outline it. I could REALLY get into this, but if I’m going to make it a series, I want to FINISH it for once. So for now, no promises, but I know there could be two or three parts at the VERY least. You guys up for that?!

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A/N: Takes place two years before the events in ‘Crash Course’, so you don’t have to read it to understand what’s going on.  I tried to interlace some plot points revealed in CC and it’s sequel, Infinite, but again, you don’t have to read them to understand what’s going on.

Song: ‘Partition’ by Queen B

Pairing: Rucas with brief mentions of J/M and F/S

Rated: M

Word Count: 14,221 (I still don’t know HOW it ended up this long)

Totally dedicating this one to @jenn0bi bc without her calling me out on not using this song (after I promised), this would never have been written. I *really* hope you like it, Jenn. <3

Maya groaned as she cradled her phone between her ear and her shoulder.  She hated it when he made sense.  The most annoying part of it was that her boyfriend always made sense—especially when it came to the subject of his niece.  “It’s been two years,” she reasoned as she reached for her concealer.

“Yeah, but we both know that she’s different now.  She’s not the same person she was in high school.  She’s not the same person she was since they broke up.”

Maya cringed.  She hated it when he used her words against her.  “But it’s Farkle’s birthday.”

“I know.  And I know she’ll be there and try to not let it affect her, but Maya, we still don’t know the whole story.  We don’t know who broke up with who.”

“There are going to be a ton of people there,” she reasoned.  “Maybe they won’t even cross paths?  Maybe she’s doing better than we think she is?  Maybe…maybe she is over it?”  She looked down at the counter as she quickly debated on which eye shadow to use.  “She has been dating around…and has gone on like four dates with this new guy.”

Josh frowned.  “Really?  Who is he?”

She frowned.  Nothing she had was going to work with her dress.  “Uhhh…Caleb, I think?  I only met him once.”

“Is he coming tonight?”

She sighed.  The good thing about living with her best friend was that she was welcome to borrow her things—including her makeup.  “I think so.  He’s friends with Farkle too.  That’s how she met him.”

“Then maybe we only need to worry about Lucas?”

Maya scoffed.  “You can worry about Lucas.”

“Come on, Maya.  I know you still talk to him.”

“Maybe I do, but when it comes to break ups, us girls have to stick together.”

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  • Lance: What’s wrong with Keith?
  • Hunk: Maybe it’s just a Galra thing…
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  • Keith: *Strumming a banjo, wearing a cowboy hat and boots* 🎵 Wish I was back in Texas,
  • The galaxy’s no place for a cowboy,
  • Wish I was in Texas,
  • Prettiest place in the world, oh no.
  • I guess deep in my heart I'll always be a Texas boy
  • I wanna go hommmme hooommmmmme hommme oh oh
  • Yoldle ay e oh, yodle ay e oh, yodle ay e oh, a lay-ee, a lay-ee.
  • I wanna wake up in Texas
  • I miss those wide open skies.
  • I miss my 20 acres, bar-b-ques,
  • And peacan pies, oh why? 🎵
Texas gothic

• “Don’t mess with Texas” they repeat. Over and over, you don’t know why or what it means but you don’t question it. You fear what will happen if you do.
• It’s summer again you don’t remember when the last time it wasn’t summer was. It’s getting out of hand your ac is screaming.
• “The stars at night are big and bright” you chant with the others and clap 4 times “deep in the heart of Texas.” When did you learn this? When did anyone learn this? But you don’t question it. No one questions it.
• You pledge to Texas right after the US, you fear what will happen if you don’t. What wrath it might invoke.
• There are bluebonnet on the side of the highway. They weren’t there yesterday. They call you. They beckon everyone to take pictures. You don’t dare pick one, no one does. “It’s illegal to pick the state flower.” Is repeated in whispers. You don’t know what happened to the last person who said it was ok to pick them no one does.
• Homecoming, it’s always homecoming. The mums are everywhere some girls you see are more mun than girl. You fear they are being consumed by the ribbons. You say nothing. “Are you going to the homecoming game?” Of course you are everyone does. Though you don’t understand this tradition, it’s key to not infuriate some sleeping football god.
• Baseball, you don’t play sports, never have. You’ve never even watched a game of baseball but you know all the rules. Of course you do this is Texas.
• There is a gun being passed down in your family, “you will get it next” they repeat “it’s a great honor” you don’t question it. Because you know it will anger the spirits if you don’t continue the tradition.
• There’s a new Wattaburger. you don’t remember it being there before. You don’t remember its construction. It’s always been there hasn’t it?
• You don’t have horses. You’ve never ridden a horse. But you know how. It’s in your blood.
• You don’t remember the last time you weren’t sweating. You swear you would make a deal with a demon for some rain. You almost resort to going to the crossroads. They say it worked last time. You know children who have never seen rain.
• You don’t remember buying cowboy boots. But they’re there in the back of your closet. They always have been.
• You enter the diner, everyone stares at you. The waitress has red lipstick on her teeth. No one points it out. She calls you “hun”
• Everything is deep fried, you begin to wonder if you are deep fried.
• Everything is shaped like Texas. The shape has lost all meaning.
• “Everything is bigger in Texas” they cheer like its a good thing. They momentarily forget about the things that lurk outside your house at night. Those are bigger in Texas too.
• The bugs seek shelter in your home. People say they’re just looking for water. But is that all?
• “Bless you heart!” The old ladies cry. They sound angry, you are embarrassed though you don’t know why. “Bless you’re heart!” Rings over and over.
• There’s another Baptist church on that street corner. Was it always there? Of course it was. But something tells you it wasn’t.

Monthly Self-Rec: March

Here’s all of the fic I wrote in March. If you create/write things for any fandom, feel free to post your own!

Deep in the Heart - E - Tentoo takes Rose to get intimate the under the stars on Texas (the planet). 

Longing - M - Tentoo has a naughty dream while Rose is away on Torchwood business and he has to stay behind. Little does he know, Rose is having a similar dream of her own.

Black and Blue - T - While staying over at John’s house, Rose has a nightmare about the day Jimmy gave her a black eye and she walked into a blue sky future without him.

The Little Princess - G - Tentoo finds his daughter in timeout for fighting when he comes to pick her up from the Torchwood afterschool care program. ;)

Word count: 7,999 (man, wish I would have written one more word. lol!!) 

Year total: 15,478

I also spent a lot of March updating the New to the Fandom Guide, particularly creating the artist’s post


Pearls and Motorcycles

Originally posted by fornootherreasondave

Pairing: LuciferxReader
Word count: 1,722
Warnings: None
Request: Anonymous. Lucifer x Reader based on the song “Daddy Lessons” by Beyoncé?
A/N: A HUGE shoutout to @faegal04 for helping me. This one stumped me, and she gave me a shove. <3
Tagging: @nerdflash @faegal04 @damalseer @i-am-not-a-freak @craftersdust @vika-hiddles @mein1928  @panic-everywhereabouteverything @thisistheonly-nameleft

Ever since you were a little girl, you were a daddy’s girl. He was a biker with a heart of gold. You were raised in the deep heart of Texas- guns, the bible, Church, and being a lady. That didn’t mean you weren’t raised to stick up for yourself. Your father’s biker buddies were like your uncles. They were there for every birthday, every Christmas, every school play, and you adored them all.

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No Regrets - Questions

Request by @allinhishands:How did Y/N answer Rebecca’s questions about her dad while they were living in Denmark?

Pairing: Jensen x Reader (sorta), Michael (OC) x Reader (sorta but ew no!)

Warnings: Lies, regrets

Wordcount: 638

A/N: This is a drabble complication. All drabbles fits into the universe I created for my Jensen x Reader series Living with Regrets. Most can be read as stand alone but will also very much be part of the series.

This takes place between the part one and part two LWR series. Before Y/N returns to Canada.

Also imagine all conversation between Y/N and Becca is danish here!



“Mommy?” Rebecca was sitting on your bed while you were packing. Trying to decide what to bring now and what to ship later wasn’t as easy as you would think.

“Yes sweetheart.” You replied without looking at her, as you kept packing.

“You lived in Canada before I was born?” she asked and you smiled to yourself. She was such a smart kid.

“Yeah I did for a few years.” You answered still not paying too much attention to her but that changed with her next question.

“Is my daddy Canadian?” You looked up from your suitcase and froze. You knew she was going to start to ask questions soon. She had a few times before but you had managed to always distract her to avoid the subject. You knew you couldn’t keep doing that. She was getting too old and she deserved to know. You just had no idea what to tell her.

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Texas Gothic

Every year blue bonnets bloom, drawing people out of their cars on the side of the highway. Every year people pretend they don’t know what the flowers are hiding.

You’ve been driving east for hours but the land is still flat and covered in unmoving pump jacks and abandoned oil rigs. A refinery with no cars in the lot still has a running burn off flame. Your radio only picks up a broadcasted sermon. The pastor tells you to fear God. You do.

There is an abandoned farm on the outskirts of town. Broken machinery and ruined fields are guarded only by a homemade barbed wire fence you could easily get through. No one lives here, yet no one has ever disobeyed the keep out sign. You are scared to wonder why.

In between towns there is an ancient whataburger. You’ve eaten here once. Alone. It had been dark and you were lost. No matter how hard you try you will never find that place again. You don’t remember ordering or getting into your car or driving away. Why can’t you remember?

“The stars at night/Are big and bright” you clap four times. Everyone does. Why do you know this song? Why does everyone know to clap? No one has any memory of learning the chant but entire stadiums complete it in unison. “Deep in the heart of Texas.”

No one wonders why we remind each other of lost battles and horrific bloodshed. “Remember that our heroes fell”, we say to each other. “Remember the death that took place.” We teach this to children. We print it on postcards. We plaster it on our bumpers. “Remember the Alamo.”

There are towns on your map that you never pass through, even though the route you take says you should. The map is only three years old. There are no abandoned houses or empty foundations. No one remembers there ever being a town there. Or so they say as they won’t meet your eyes.

At night you hear a cry in the dark. “It’s just a mockingbird” your mother tells you. You are unsure you want to know where the mockingbird learned to sound like a person screaming.

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Age: Old enough but not too old

Biggest fear: A lot of things. Maybe the dark.

Current time: 12:26PM

Drink you last had: Water

Everyday starts with: Ugh

Favourite song at the moment: A few: 

Va Va Voom - Nicki Minaj

Middle of Your Heart - for King & Country

Let the Games Begin - AJR

Crazy=Genius - P!ATD

Hate to Love You - Karmin

Rule the World - Walk Off the Earth

Hometown: Deep in the heart of Texas

In love with: my cat

Jealous of: I don’t think anyone atm

Killed someone: Not yet nope

Last time you cried: I almost cried this morning because the vending machine wasn’t working

Middle name: Grace

Siblings: I’m the oldest of four girls but the two youngest are half-sisters and don’t live with me

One wish: to finish the semester not dead

Person you last text/called: Texted? My best friend. Called? My sister.

Questions you’re always asked:

“What are you saying?!” (I’m very quiet and I mumble)

“How’s your knee?” 🙄

Reason to smile: friends

Song last sung: Long Live by for King & Country

Time you woke up: Well I woke up at 6:50 then took a nap at school and woke up at 9:15

Worst habits: nail/lip/tongue/cheek biting, not plugging in my phone when the charger is right next to me until it’s at like 4%

X-Ray you’ve had: lungs, spine, knee, kidneys

Favorite food: sushi

Zodiac sign: Sagittarius