i remember this ship!!

I don’t really need “previously on *TV series name*” but I’d be super grateful for sth like that in fanfictions

Pull An All Nighter

Prompt:  Could you do one where you’re dating Sam Winchester and he falls asleep on you while you’re reading and Dean comes in secretly thinking it’s adorable? tysm xxx

Thanks anon!


Stretching, I walked down the pavement of a small town, a bag of 5-hour energy bottles, beer, and miscellaneous snacks. The soles of my feet were nearly frigid from walking in the stale November chill, as the closest 7′11 was nearly  a mile from the motel and Dean needed Baby to go around questioning suspects. The boys and I had started a hunt about two weeks ago when two teens had literally been turned inside out near a lake in Colorado and we had packed our bags and drove out into the impala as per usual. It wasn’t going well. The backwater town where the poor kids died was possibly the shadiest town I’ve ever seen. We didn’t know whether to investigate the ageing white supremacist, the crack addict who was addicted to the occult, the meth addict who was addicted to god, the eleven year old with a gun in her backpack, or even the old piano teacher who had a fridge filled with nothing but individual plastic containers of meat… We had no place to start.

So we decided to lay low for a bit and get some research done, but even that was exhausting. The town of Redmund, Colorado was so small and unknown that there weren’t any reliable websites dedicated to it online so Sam and I had to scour the library for the death certificates that would somehow match having your insides become your outsides. We found the certificates all right. Hundreds of them. And we had to go through each and every one to try and find somebody who matched the criteria.

Shaking my head, I fiddled with the keys before pushing open the door, expecting to find Sam sound asleep. Instead I saw him in the same place I saw him last, sitting in the chair, reading a certificate, with piles and piles of paper behind him.

“Jesus Christ, Sam,” I said, throwing the groceries on the bed, “did you get any sleep last night?” He scoffed, and I only then saw the shadowy bags under his eyes. “Does it look like I got any sleep, Y/N?”

I frowned, “Sam, you can’t keep pulling all nighters, it’s not healthy.”

“It’s fine, Y/N, I’m…” he paused his sentence to yawn, “…I’m fine.”

I snatched the certificate away from him, ignoring his protests, and quickly read it through.


Certificate No. 29485
Name of Deceased: Natalia Salchov
Usual Residence: State: Colorado | Town: Redmund
Single, Married, or Divorced: Single
Date of Birth of Decedent: April 29th 1987
Age: yrs:____ mon:____ day:____
(If less than 1 day) hrs: 7 mins: 23


“Sam, you need to go to bed,” he shook his head, grabbing the paper from me and setting it back down on the pile next to his chair, “Sam, I’m serious-”

“-If I stop then what’s gonna stop this thing from killing again? Who’s it gonna be next? Is it going to be another teen? Another innocent kid with a life they could’ve lived? No, Y/N. I’ll sleep when this hunt is over and no sooner.”

I sighed, knowing there was no point in arguing with him at this point. Sam Winchester may be the world’s leading expert on the value of sleep but I knew he was dead set on it.

“Fine, then I’m helping too,” I smiled, pulling up in the chair beside him and taking a paper off the heap. Sam opened his mouth to complain but eventually kept quiet, and went back to work.

“Y/N?”

“What?”

“Thanks… For helping me with this hunt…” He said slowly, a smile tugging at his split lips.

I grinned in return, “No problem, Sammy.”

As time went on and I read through more and more certificates I began to notice Sam’s eyes drooping steadily, head head nodding more and more, and for almost two minutes he didn’t move, until eventually he literally collapsed, turned over and fell on his side, crumbling into my shoulder. I swayed but didn’t move, thanking the stars that the hotel was too cheap to afford chairs with armrests. I had to hold in my laugh as Sam subconsciously shifted in his sleep, curling up beside me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

Sam looked so different when he slept. Normally he looked like a weary hunter desperate to finish a hunt but instead he looked more like a teenager studying for finals, living off ramen noodles and monster energy drinks. I brushed a stray strand of hair out of his eyes and tucked it behind his ear before going back to flipping through certificates.

After almost an hour of browsing through drownings, heart attacks, and old age, Dean walked in, a confident smile on his face.

“Hey guys, how’s it-” I cut him off instantly, shushing him quiet so he didn’t wake up Sam, who briefly stirred at the noise, but still held on to sleep.

Dean looked puzzled for a second before smiling, all jovial and happy, at the scene he walked into. “So, how late did he stay up this time?” He said again, only this time quieter.

“All night,” I replied fondly, smiling at the tickle his breathing left on my arm.

He shook his head, “Damn, no wonder he’s passed out on you like that,” Dean said with a sympathetic shine in his grass green eyes, “he’s been doing that a lot lately.”

“Yeah,” I murmured sadly, “I hope he snaps out of it soon.”

Dean’s smile was replaced with a smirk as he took out his phone, circling the two of us while snapping several pictures, “Oh, he is going to kill me for this later, he looks like a fucking bear.”

I glared daggers at the older brother, “You keep taking pictures, Winchester, and Sam will be the least of your problems.”

He laughed quietly and unknown to me, he secretly thought that it was sweet. The sight of Sam collapsed on my shoulder and snoozing quietly as I flipped through gruesome death certificates. It was about as perfect it could get for a hunter. 


Okay this was actually really cute to write~ Thanks anon!

I’m gonna get started on that Helpless hamilton fic for Sam now. Geez, everybody loves Sammy, huh?

I’ll see y’all later and just remember, requests are ALWAYS open and I do ship requests too. This blog also isn’t just for SPN but that is it’s main focus but I’ll do mainly anything. Yuri on Ice, Attack on Titan, Doctor Who, Sherlock, hell I’m planning out a spideypool fic too so I’m down with anything!

Byebye~

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But this was our show...

(Disclaimer: This is going to be rather long. Sorry for the negativity)

I know I’m late to the party but I need to get this out. 

I hate series four. Not just TFP, not just Mary’s redemption arc…I hate the whole thing.
The last days I spent delving deep into old tags, fic and started to rewatch the show and I only got sad. So fucking sad.
I remember joining fandom back in June, how it helped me crawl out of my shell and talk to people (sorry for not reaching out, I haven’t forgot about you lovelies).
I remember spending nights reading meta, which brought me from reluctantly shipping Johnlock to a full blown TJLCer.
I remember watching the show over and over, at first on my own, later surrounded by amazing people from all over the world at Steph’s watchalongs.
I remember following the news at the sdcc, and screaming over ‘love conquers all’ and our first teaser trailer.
I remember setlock and all the funny exchanges with Arwel.
I remember Sherlocked and watching the GBBO finale just to see two new frames cut into the teaser.
I remember being super excited about every new TJLCE video.
I remember how I couldn’t listen to the radio because EVERYTHING was Johnlock and my heart beat faster.
I remember “Tell them your darkest secret”-“I love you”.
I remember all those countdowns.

And S4 aired…

Keep reading

Rules: Answer the questions - not restricted to one fandom. Tag as many people as you’d like afterwards.

I have so many favorites it will de a little hard to do

I’ve been tagged by @my-wickedone  and @writing-journeyx thank you guys. I love both of you so much

First ever fandom? I can’t remember what i was watching as a kid but i remember loving the fantastic four because of Chris Evans, so Marvel.

First ever ship? Many people from spanish soap operas. I remember watching way too many of them as a kid.

First death that made you cry/upset? Fred Weasley(I love how all three of us chose a Harry Potter one for this)

OTP? Thor/Jane, Pepper/Tony from Marvel,  Malec(shadowhunters)

NOTP? Reylo

Least favourite fictional character? Dolores Umbridge i will agree with Julia on this one

5 favourite female fictional characters?

  • Wanda Maximoff (MCU)
  • Arya Stark (Game of Thrones)
  • Amy Santiago(Brooklyn99)
  • Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)
  • Sara Lance(Legends of tomorrow)

5 favourite male fictional characters?

  • Jake Peralta(Brooklyn 99) 
  • Tony Stark(Marvel)
  • Cisco Ramon(the flash)
  • Frederick Chilton(Hannibal)
  • Clint Barton (Marvel)

5 favourite actors/actresses?

  • Chris Evans
  • Riz Ahmed
  • Ben Barnes
  • Elizabeth Olsen
  • Sebastian Stan and a million others

6 favourite characters who died/left the show?

  • Mike Dodds(Law and order Svu)
  • Fred Weasley(Harry Potter)
  • Pietro Maximoff(MCU)
  • Elektra(Daredevil)
  • Antione Triplett(Agents of shield-but he’s back now)

3 favourite characters from shows you stopped watching?

  • I haven’t stopped watching any show that i loved the characters enough to be favorites

3 favourite characters from shows that have ended?

  • Phoebe Halliwell(charmed)
  • Frederick Chilton (Hannibal)
  • Ned (Pushing Daisies)

2 favourite shows you started in the last year?

  • stranger things
  • Luke Cage

Favourite TV Show I have many but will say Jessica Jones because it helped me develop my Marvel OC 

TV Show you want to watch: Doctor who I have watch some but not all of it, The night of

I will tag some people if you want to @once-upon-an-imagine  @agentpeggicarter   @locke-writes  @ohyesmarvel @mrschiltoncat @multifandomimagines-17

anonymous asked:

How&why did u get involved w/ twd/bethyl? What do u like most about each character? How are you so good at making gifs? How do you get your ideas for them? How long does it take to make one set? How is ur writing going? Are u working on missing pages still? How do u get ur ideas for those /inspiration? What r ur sideblogs? What do u like most about urself? How are you doing? :) hope u don't mind all these in one ask

I LOVE ALL OF THESE IN ONE ASK!! <3

  1. I started TWD because it was summer vacation and my brother and I wanted something to watch. Suffice it to say I was not prepared. In terms of Bethyl, it’s the same as with all my ships: I don’t remember the exact moment I started shipping them (I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun, etc.) but Love Me Some Home was my first contribution to the fandom and here I am 67 fics later.
  2. Aw jeeze why do you ask these hard questions?? I think the simplest answer is what I love about both of them: Despite all the world’s efforts to make them mean and hard, they’ve never lost their innate goodness. Daryl thinks he has, but it’s still there; it’s part of why he’s suffering as acutely as he is.
  3. Aww thanks for the compliment bb. It took a lot of practice; I made my first gif about five years ago and I accumulated skills and techniques along the way. My first advice for anyone interested in getting into/bettering their gif-making is to download PSDs they like and, instead of just slapping them onto projects (although there’s nothing wrong with doing that), try to figure out how they work and why the creator made the choices they did. That’s been way more useful to me than tutorials, although that’s probably based more on my personal learning style than the effectiveness of one strategy over another.
  4. All over the place, really. I have about 150 quotes saved as drafts that I turn to from time to time. Usually an idea pops into my head and tickles me mercilessly until I make it.
  5. It depends mostly on what makes up the gifset and how long I spend on the coloring. Gifing a single-cut scene with decent lighting can take as little as 15-20 minutes. The longest I ever spent on a set was five hours but that’s because a) I didn’t really know what I was doing yet, and b) I was really invested in making it good.
  6. Hahahaha funny question. It isn’t going very well right now but hopefully my brain will get to a better place soon.
  7. Yup, I’m still working on Missing Pages! I’m a few paragraphs into the next chapter.
  8. Missing Pages happened because I texted @justkirstenb the scenario for fun and then was like… shit I have to write this now don’t I. Of course in its original conception it was going to be a ridiculous porny one-shot but it accidentally grew character development and a plot and here we are.
  9. If you go to my blog (on desktop, not mobile) there are two black banners on the right of the screen; hover over the top one and my sideblogs are listed.
  10. I try to be as respectful and non-judgemental as possible.
  11. Lol look at that, another funny question. Better than I was a month ago. According to my therapist at least, I can’t really tell the difference. But I’m working on it.

I guess i might as well put a LAPIDOT thing here.

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So this is how dates work right

when you’re in a really tiny fandom/ship a really rare pairing and have already read the entire ao3 tag multiple times so you have to start looking for fics on other websites with lower standards of quality: 

If you ship straight characters in a straight relationship: Cool.

If you ship straight characters in a queer relationship: Go for it.

If you ship queer characters in a queer relationship: Have fun.

If you ship queer characters in a straight relationship: Awesome.

If you ship any combination of characters in any type of relationship: You do you.

Ship whoever you want. I’m not the ship police, casting judgement on your creative thought.

All I want is a whole ova where Karasuno plays a simple game of twister that gets waaaay too sexual between the ships.

love is in the air