just watch it for this amazing guy thank you

Where the hell did you all come from!?

I don’t normally acknowledge how many watchers/followers I have.
But last night I noticed that I had just passed the 1000 mark!

Thank you guys so much for following my stuff!
I don’t really do anything spectacular or out there but thanks for visiting lil’ old me anyway.
The fact that so many people watch me is both surprising and amazing.
Again thank you!

You’re all beautiful and I love you very much!
All 1000 (and counting) of you!!


But seriously where the hell did you guys come from?

anonymous asked:

do you think destiel has a chance of becoming canon this season? I mean we haven't had a season this full of destiel (destielicious, if you may) since s8 and dabb seems really in favor of the destiel reading + there are two queer writers... i feel like we're so close to canon destiel but i'm afraid i'm just biased bc i want it to be canon. thoughts? btw ily and your content <3

Hey nonny, given that I’m so new to tumblr your last words are so sweet thank you! *hug* 

I am also massively biased of course, I would love for Dean and Cas to sort their proverbial crap out and snuggle on Sam’s bed watching Lilo & Stitch while Sam looks on from his chair in constant amazement with both a warm and sinking feeling in his stomach. Cos he’s so happy for them and his family is whole and content but guys, not on MY bed.

Where was I?

Imo it’s a tough one for the show runners and the network, they don’t want to rock the boat but also don’t want to be seen to be queerbaiting, as I said recently it’s poor show for them that when you google Supernatural an article on queerbaiting comes up on page ONE. Also I’m kinda not sure that Jensen is very happy about the idea, but I’m happy to be proved wrong by people who know better.

Thus imo it’s an endgame deal, which I’m sure you know if you follow my blog. I basically scream endgame Destiel every day. To the point that I feel like if it doesn’t happen I’ll just be. What? Like in shock for a few millennia. I keep telling myself that it might not happen and that’s fiiiiiiine…. but then get sucked right back in cos as you say - fodder much? I mean season 12 - what are you doing? Even throwing in so much gratuitous Drowley is glorious to me as if fantastically accentuates the Destiel what with the Cas/Crowley mirrors since their conception and I LOVE IT.

Imo they wouldn’t be chucking so many tropes, so much Destiel fodder at us if it wasn’t going SOMEWHERE as that would make the queerbaiting issue WORSE and the CW has other shows with queer representation so they must be well aware of this as a sore point.

They could easily calm down the Destiel and keep everyone happyish in the middle ground, not rock the boat and upset the Pro or Anti side by, idk, heightening the SASTIEL, allowing Cas and Sam to interact as brothers without it being via Dean, levelling all their relationships with each other to a real brotherly, equal style. Comparing Dean and Cas’s relationship to Sam and Cas’s and even Dean and Sam’s is key to me understanding Destiel, it makes the differences so obvious. 

Have Sam and Cas bicker about, idk, anything, Sam easily bickers with Dean so why not Cas? I mean they have common ground over Lucifer - but they hardly spoke about him at all one on one?
For that matter have we seen Sam and Cas have a real one on one conversation not about Dean since 9x11? I mean to me sure they care about each other deeply but they are portrayed as brothers IN LAW not brothers….nearly always either with Dean there as a buffer or talking about Dean. That one bonding episode in 9x11 is the only one I can think of and it stood out precisely because of that. 

Or have Sam call Cas once in a while, don’t have Dean walking off to speak to Cas ALONE so Sam can’t overhear…. Having Dean acting like a complete jealous husband over Crowley then like a WORRIED husband about Billie…. NOT having Sam clearing his throat, eyebrows into his hairline, mouth agape as a constant ‘third wheel’ to a married couple’s bickering or generally an audience mirror to Cas and Dean’s interactions….

Yeah these are choices they are making.

However there are other, many reasons why they probably won’t do it right now (plotline - generally, LBR the drama is at its peak when it’s dragged out right to the end; actors might not want to ‘go there’ on camera too much, certain producers might not be keen, they might lose some right wing fans which we know are numerous, even just fans who don’t see Destiel and would see it as just fan service etc etc etc).

So… things are kind of too good right now with Destiel which makes me worried as it isn’t the right timing imo. If we do get canon Destiel this season I would personally bet on either:

1. Both show their feelings (loosely, I’m not gunning for a double sided love declaration of anything but hey who knows) but they’re separated by *something* leading into season 13.

2. Cas shows his feelings even more clearly and Dean isn’t ready yet. I’m continually writing about the deconstruction of performing!Dean and how this season is particularly strong, but this part is gonna be a BIG deal and perhaps it’ll be one of the last to fall…. leading to perhaps Cas in a Romeo & Juliet style move going back to Heaven (as that now has conveniently become a potential option), thinking that Dean has rejected him (I wouldn’t put it past Dean to be outrageously harsh and hurtful out of fear and self loathing), again leading into season 13.

Basically no, I doubt by the end of season 12 we will have hand holding, waking up in bed together and getting coffee in their jammies Destiel. BUT I do think we will be getting deeper into their relationship and something big will happen cos man, it sure is leading to something….. so…..

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I’m spreading the Riverdale virus.

OK this legit happened at work today. I’ve officially gotten three other co-workers hooked on the crack that is Riverdale:

Me: **To co-workers on Friday* Seriously, give Riverdale a chance. Just try the first few episodes.

Monday at Lunch

Me: So … did you guys get a chance to watch it?

Co-worker 1: OK so Riverdale is my life now. I can’t stop thinking about it.

Co-worker 2: I’m obsessed. I said I’d only watch one or two but I’ve watched all seven twice now.

Co-worker 3: Oh thank God you guys, I actually set my laptop up in the kitchen while I cooked because I could not. Stop.

Co-worker 2: Cole Sprouse is AMAZING though

All: *Jughead wins as unanimous favorite hands down all around*

Co-worker 3: The Jughead and Betty thing is so cute why can’t I get it out of my head? I’m supposed to be a functioning adult–

Co-worker 1: AND JUGHEAD’S DAD OH MY GOD

*Everyone moaning in agony*

Co-worker 1: WHO DO YOU THINK THE KILLER IS THOUGH?!

*Another co-worker walks in* Killer WHAT now? What are you guys talking about?

Me: Riverdale, have you seen it?

*Everyone busts out laughing*

THIS WAS AN ACTUAL EXCHANGE AT WORK GUYS.
I SHOULD BE OFFICIALLY PAID FOR MY ADVERTISING SERVICES.
THEY’RE GAINING VIEWERS DUE TO MY HARD WORK DAMMIT

I HUGGED CHYLER LEIGH!!

So I just got home from watching east of Eli (and a few other bands) playing!!! Chyler fuckin Leigh sang too and omgg she is so small (and I’m short af) but she was so precious and just fml you guys!!! All the bands were amazing. East of Eli was Hella fucking awesome. Chyler Leigh was just adorable and amazing and just great dammit. I got the chance to thank her for playing Alex danvers, and not only thank her for representing the queer, but also for thanking her as a sister and having that bond with Kara Danvers. I fuckin told her how watching the danvers’ sister bond made me have hope and determination that I can have that bond with my sister again. And I low key teared up and she was just so understanding and very sweet about it and (my heart low key stopped when she said “Oh hunny, thank you for telling me this and I hope you get your sister back again) her hug was just so Hella accepting, loving, and warm. She is such a damn sweetheart ya’ll. Seriously.

You’re Gorgeous: Josh Dun x Reader fanfic

A/N: Okay if any of you are anything like me, you’ll still be wishing it was Halloween and you’re not even ready to think about Christmas. Sorry this took so long to get too, geez. Lol it’s snowing right now, but Josh fluff is perfect for any season, so let’s just roll with it… love you guys and thank you xoxo

Anonymous said:
Since it’s getting colder out I was wondering if I could request a Josh Dun x reader where the reader wears his sweaters and they cuddle and play outside with the leaves or something. Everything you write is so amazing and I’m a big fan or your work!

“Wake up babe,” Josh nudged you lightly. You had fallen asleep on the couch together eating leftover Halloween candy and watching a horror movie. While the movie kind of freaked you out a little, Josh’s arms were so comforting, and you couldn’t help but slowly drift off into sleep. “Hey y/n, it’s time to get up.”

“I’m comfy,” you whined, snuggling up beside him. “Don’t want to move.”

“But then how are we going to get caramel apples?” he raised an eyebrow. Your eyes opened, you sitting up, staring at him, excited.

“Caramel apples?” you raised your eyebrows.

“Yeah,” Josh laughed. “That woke you up alright.”

“Come on, let’s get dressed,” you decided, tugging him off the couch and traveling to the bedroom. You decided to put on some leggings, a tank top, and you slid on one of Josh’s sweaters, earning a playful glare.

“Is that mine?” a smile curled on the side of his lips.

“Maybe,” you admitted. “But it’s so cozy and it’ll keep me warm.”

“It is a bit chilly out,” Josh sighed, slipping on a sweatshirt himself. “I guess I’ll let you slide.”

“Thank you,” you giggled, and he hugged you tight.

“Let’s go,” he suggested. “Maybe we can even get pumpkin pie while we’re at it.”

“That’s a lot of sweets,” you reminded.

“There’s never too much,” he argued. You guys drove to the farmer’s market downtown, something your town had set up every time it got to be around autumn. Josh turned up some of your favorite music, you leaning back in the shotgun seat, one of his hands holding yours, both of you humming along to the song. Something caught the corner of your eye, the Starbucks sign at the side of the road, and you tugged on Josh’s sleeve.

“Hey, I hear it’s PSL season,” you hinted. “Aren’t you tempted just a little?”

“Fine, one small detour,” he agreed with a smile. After picking up delicious Starbucks, you finally arrived at the farmer’s market. There were little children with their families picking out pumpkins, scouts selling baked goods, and a light chill in the air. Red, orange, and golden leaves littered the ground, warm apple cider being sold in mugs, and plenty of scarves and boots. It was definitely fall.

“Everything’s so pretty,” you grinned, taking in the sight. “It’s like stepping into a fairy tale.”

“Yeah, it’s really gorgeous,” Josh nodded, putting his arm around you as you walked down the street. “But it will never be as gorgeous as you.”

“Shut up,” you teased, kissing him on the cheek. “You’re such a flirt.”

“Sure,” he rolled his eyes. “I’m the flirt.”

“Whatever,” you laughed. “Let’s go find the caramel apples.”

After passing by the kettle corn, cobbler, pork roast, sweet potatoes, and soups, you finally spotted the table full of caramel apples. “Awesome,” Josh smiled. “Go pick out four, that way we can give some to Tyler and Jenna.”

“Are you sure you’re not going to eat them all?” you joked, picking up one and holding it out to him.

“I’m sure,” he promised, pulling out money from his pocket and handing it to you. “I’m going to go buy a basket and grab a pumpkin pie.”

“Great,” your eyes lit up. “Let’s meet by that tree over there when we’re done. Okay?”

“Yup,” Josh nodded. He gave you a kiss on the head before taking off, leaving you to choose a couple of caramel apples. You picked out several before going to the register, greeting the old lady before handing him the cash.

“I saw you with that young man with the pink hair,” she chuckled. “You two seem very friendly.”

“He’s my boyfriend,” you informed with a laugh.

“He must be very sweet,” she gave a fond smile. “It’s so nice to see young love in the air. Young couples are so adorable to watch.”

“Yeah, he’s extremely sweet,” you agreed as she handed you the apples in a small crate and your change. “Thanks so much. You have a great day.”

“You too, sweetheart,” the old lady waved you goodbye. You walked over to the tree, spotting Josh sitting underneath it, basket beside him, talking to a couple little kids. A smile spread on your face as you approached him.

“I want to play drums too,” a little boy in a sweatshirt told Josh.

“That’s awesome,” Josh grinned. “I bet you’d be great.”

“Who’s this?” a little girl with pigtails wondered, looking up at you as you sat beside Josh.

“Y/n?” Josh laughed, turning to face you. “This is the love of my life.”

“What?” the girl tilted her head to the side in confusion.

“Josh is my boyfriend,” you rolled your eyes.

“Oh,” her eyes lit up. “Are you married?”

“No,” you frowned.

“Hopefully one day,” Josh replied, nudging you slightly.

“Yeah,” you giggled. “One day.”

“You should play with us,” the boy in the sweater decided. “It will be fun.”

“What do you think, y/n?” Josh raised his eyebrow. “Up for a little bit of playtime?”

“Absolutely,” you chuckled. You placed the candy apples in the basket and the little girl helped pick you up from the ground and led you guys towards a small park. Josh carried the basket, as well as the little boy on his shoulders, and you glanced at him. He’d be such a good dad. He was so good with kids and full of laughter and love, you’d love to start a family with him one day.

“Do you love Josh too?” the little girl wondered, tapping on your leg. “He said you were the love of his life.”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “I love Josh very much.”

“That’s really nice,” she beamed. “I hope I fall in love one day too.”

“You will,” you reassured. “Everyone does eventually.”

“That’s gross!” the little boy exclaimed overhearing your conversation. “Girls have cooties.”

“Oh just you wait,” Josh laughed. “You’ll change your mind about that later.”

“Here we are!” the little girl exclaimed, spinning around in circles happily, racing towards a pile of leaves before jumping in it.

“Come on,” the little boy begged when Josh put him down. “Play in the leaves with us.”

“I don’t know, buddy,” Josh contemplated it. “It might get a little messy.”

“Please?” he gave him sad puppy dog eyes, and Josh couldn’t resist.

“Okay,” he complied. “Let’s go play in the leaves. You going to join us, y/n?”

“Of course!” you giggled, letting your little kid side out for a bit.

“Yay!” the little boy laughed, racing towards the leaf pile and jumping in it.

“You ready?” you turned towards Josh, extending your hand.

“Heck yeah,” he smiled, intertwining his fingers with yours as you both raced towards the leaf pile, barely big enough for the two of you to jump in. You laughed as the leaves crunched underneath the two of you, the two kids cheering happily, the little boy sprinkling leaves on the tops of your heads and the little girl trying to scoop up the leaves on the sides to make the pile even bigger.

“You have a little something in your hair,” you joked.

“No kidding,” Josh rolled his eyes playfully. He moved closer to you, surprise tackling you until you were covered in leaves.

“Ah! Josh!” you cried, both of you laughing as he kissed you on the lips. He pulled away and the two of you grinning. “You’re so sneaky.”

“You’re so gorgeous,” Josh smiled.

“Whatever,” you smirked, deciding to get revenge and you tackling him this time, pushing him into the leaves with a hug.

“Oh gosh, y/n!” he shrieked, and you giggled, before feeling someone else hug you from behind, and another person.

“Group hug!” the little girl announced.

“Dog pile!” the little boy insisted.

“I think there’s a huge difference between a group hug and a dog pile,” you chuckled.

“It doesn’t matter,” Josh shook his head. “We’ve got little friends and lots of sweets, comfy sweaters and fall leaves, and love is in the air. And I’ve got you, that’s all I could ever ask for. Right?”

“Was that an attempt at a really shitty poem?” you raised your eyebrows and tried not to laugh.

“An attempt,” Josh blushed.

“You’re ridiculous,” you laughed, kissing him on the cheek.

“You’re gorgeous,” he insisted.

“I love you,” you giggled.

“Love you too, y/n,” Josh grinned.

Nice hoodie you got there PT. 7 - Dylan O’Brien

A/N: You’ve waited for it long enough and I’m glad you’ve been patient. Since I took so long, I thought I’d give you something you guys might have waited for. But don’t hate me for the ending. I just HAD to stop there.
I hope you enjoy! ♥

Oh and …. 2k FOLLOWERS?!? I made it and it feels like I didn’t even do anything for it. It’s amazing and I’m grateful for each of you and your support. You guys are the best. So this is kinda my thank-you gift whatsoever.

I seriously love you guys!

word count: 2300+

masterlist to go: here

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I’m Better.

Summary: Who’s better, Jackson Wang or Kim Namjoon?
Genre: Humor
Pairing: Bestfriend!Namjoon and reader
hinted Jackson bias.
Word Count: 1,022



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Originally posted by jaksunshine


“Come and get it! Got7! Hello, we’re Got7!”

The ever familiar greeting of one of the hottest kpop boy bands rang through your earbuds. They just posted a “V” cast, just to update their fans about themselves and their schedules to wherever they needed to go. As an avid supporter, you of course had to watch their cast. 

“Now that our tour is almost over, we just want to say thank you to all of our fans who came to support us!” JB says.

“Yes, we’ll be heading back to Korea tomorrow, and that sadly will be the end of this amazing tour. But it was fun, it really was!” Jackson says. Your body tensed, you heart clenched, a scream was bubbling in your throat; this always happened when you see Jackson. 

“Alright, bye guys! Than-”

“Hey!” 

Someone pulled the earbuds out of your ear.

“Got7? Again? What about BTS?”

And there he is. Kim Namjoon.

“NAMJOON!” you yell at him. You hated whenever someone would rip your earbuds out of your ear. One, it feels really odd, and two it totally stops the good things that you were doing before. You hit his arm and he shrinks away.

“Sorry sorry, geez. Anyways, why do you watch Got7 when you’re best friends with me?” he pouts. 

“Well, I don’t know. Probably because of this one weirdo that goes by the name of Jackson Wang.” you reply, then look to your phone screen where the “V” cast was currently paused, a wide smile on your face.

“Excuse me, did I just hear you say ‘because of Jackson Wang’? Honey, I’m much better,” Namjoon ruffles the top of your head. 

You scrunch up your nose then look to him, clearly not happy that he did that. “Yes I said Jackson Wang. Look, haven’t you and him met up before? Aren’t you two like really close friends or something like that?” 

“We’ve met, but I wouldn’t call us friends,” Namjoon says, looking down at you seriously. You look up at him, staring him directly in his eyes, and he looks back at you. A small staring contest arises between you.

“Aish, just tell me what you want already!” Namjoon says, sitting down next to you and rubbing his eyes, since he lost your little staring contest. 

“What makes you think I want anything?” you cross your arms over your chest. 

“Y/N, c’mon. We’ve been best friends even before I can remember. You clearly want something.” 

“….No I don’t.”

“Stop denying it, I know you want something.”

You glare at him again, and he glares back, yet another staring contest arising. 

“…..”

“……..”

“…………..”

“FINE YOU WIN,” you yell at him. “I want to meet Jackson…” you mumble.

“What?” Namjoon says. 

“I want to meet Jackson Wang!” you say to him.

“Oh that.” he says nonchalantly. “Uh, why him?”

“Why him? Why him?”

“Isn’t that what I asked you?”

“You didn’t let me finish, dummy. I want to meet him because he’s freaking Jackson Wang of Got7. Need I say more?”

“Uh, elaborate more. I don’t quite understand the mind of fangirls yet. But do enlighten me.”

“He’s freaking adorable. His laugh is the most precious thing in the world, he has a smile that can cure anything, and his body. I mean have you seen him? He’s just so se-”

“-Don’t enlighten me that way.”

“You told me to-”

“-Yes I did, but I did’t expect you to do it to that extent.”

“You’re being so hypocritical right now!”

“Are we seriously going to fight over this? Here, if I said I can probably put something together, will you please stop being like this?”

“Being like what now? I’ll have you know that–wait, did you just say that you can put something together?”

“Uh duh. I can call him right now.”

“Are you serious? You better not be messing with me, Kim Namjoon.”

“Pfft, since when do I mess with you?” 

“That is not comforting.”

“Here,” he hands you his phone, “It’s ringing.”

Your eyes wide and you throw the phone back at him, “Namjoon! I can’t talk to him, not like this!”

“Don’t worry, it’s easy. Just say what you told me you’ve always wanted to say to him.” Namjoon says.

He makes his voice higher in attempt to sound like you, “Oh Jackson! I love you so much! You’re so adorable and your laugh it the most precious thing in the world, and you’re smile and cure anything and everything in the world! And also you’re really sexy and –”

“Uh Namjoon. Look, I love you man but not like that,” 

“JACKSON?”

You currently were curled up in a ball on the ground, first for the fact that Jackson Wang was on the phone, second for second-hand embarrassment for Namjoon. 

“Shit, sorry man. I don’t love you like that either! That’s what Y/N thinks of you!” Namjoon says.

“AISH, NAMJOON NOOOOO I TOLD YOU I’M NOT READY!!!!”

“Y/N? Who’s Y/N, your girlfriend?”

“Ahh well she’s a friend that’s a girl–”

“NO JACKSON! I’M NOT IN A RELATIONSHIP WHATSOEVER.” 

You cut off Namjoon, not wanting Jackson to be getting the wrong idea.

“Oh, you must be Y/N.” you hear Jackson say. Your knees go weak and give out on you. You fall on your bottom and just sit there. 

“Here, Jackson,”

“Hm?”

“Y/N feels like it’d be better to meet you in person, because she’s practically dying right now,” 

“Oh, oops sorry.”

“Nah don’t worry, it’s probably my fault. Anyways, wanna hang out?”

“Of course! When and where?”

“Um, since you’re just coming back from tour tomorrow, maybe this weekend?”

“Yeah that works!”

“Do you mind if I bring Y/N?”

“Isn’t that the only reason why you’re asking to hang out with me?”

“No comment. But okay! See you this weekend?”

“Yup! Alright, bye bye Namjoon! Bye bye Y/N, see you this weekend!”

Beeeeeeeeeeeeep

“Oh, Y/N! We’re going to hang out with–”

“I heard.”

“Good. Now do you still hate me?”

“Yes. I always will.”

“Pfft, of course you will….



…I’m better than Jackson though, right?”

“Right now, yes. Yes you are.”

“But what about later?”

“We’ll just have to wait and see.”



Jackmon’s pretty cute.

i mean

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why are

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these two

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allowed to be

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together at 

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the same place 

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at the same time?

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rip.

-Admin Amy

anonymous asked:

There's a pastor at the church in my town who is married to another pastor. They're both women. Pride in St. Louis had so many churches set up booths in support of the lgbt community I couldn't count them all. Chyler Leigh is a Christian who has family that won't watch supergirl because alex danvers is gay. Me (gay and Christian) The world is changing. Slowly. But it's changing none the less. That anon's going to have a hard time if they think being gay means you can't believe in god.

Can I just say I am overwhelmed by the Tumblr community. You guys never cease to amaze me with your support and care. Thank you! It means so much that you guys are sharing your own stories and helping me know how valid I am, even though some feel like I’m not. All my love!

Fanfiction idea!?

I’ve watched the new Beauty and the Beast movie. I know there are cross over fanfics out there, so having Emma Watson as Belle gave me the idea of a Bellamione/Beauty and the Beast cross over fanfic. Does this sound like a good idea? Would any of you guys read it? Or am I just crazy? Feed back would be amazing. Thanks in advance!

anonymous asked:

First off I want to say how spectacular you are, inspiring, beautiful and just all around awesome as well. Your vlogs are amazing and everyday when I watch them I get very excited about writing. I get excited about writing anyways, you just add to the excitement! You and Cliff are ADORABLE and I'm incredibly happy for you guys! You do a stupendous job at writing, making us laugh, giving us very helpful advice and just making our day brighter!!

Thank you so much!!

Hamilton- the Sabriel Edition

Special thank you to the people who inspired me to write this- which is literally all of you because you guys are amazing and I’m glad for the fact that we are able to write about this stuff. Thanks guys!

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OTP Prompt: “Imagine Person B is performing for something big or even just a school event and Person A is watching them perform for the first time and is actually tearing up.”


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“I mean, I knew you were a theater kid Sam. So am I, of course.” They both smiled, remembering the fact that they only met because they both loved theater. “But play the main character in the school’s biggest production yet?” Gabriel Novak questioned his insanely tall boyfriend. Sam Winchester nodded nervously.

“So what do you think? Can I play Alexander Hamilton in the school production?” He asked, a slight tremor to his voice. Gabriel smirked.

“Well seeing as I’m  going to be John Laurens, if I can do this then you can be the main character. Not that you couldn’t anyway.” They both smiled before kissing lightly, happy.

For several months it stayed happy. They worked together on their roles, which was helpful seeing as the school was only doing the first act. Then they found out Lin-Manuel Miranda, the person who created this musical, would be coming to see it. And suddenly everything became much more serious. The entire cast studied day and night until even Sam’s grades began to slip. All the characters and their understudies knew every single word, beat, and dance move by heart. And the week before the airing night, Gabriel sprained his ankle and was barely able to walk.

Sam came to visit him in the hospital. “Can you still be John Laurens?” He asked quietly after the initial fussing over his boyfriend.

“I’ll always be your Laurens, but I can’t do the first performance. I can do the rest, turns out my ankle isn’t broken, but I can’t dance. Since the next one is a month away, I’ll be good then, but for now Anthony has to be Laurens.” Gabriel smiled sadly. Sam nodded. He wasn’t happy with it, but he knew there wasn’t any way Gabriel could perform this one. And Anthony knew the part just as well as Gabriel (though Sam knew he was no match for Gabriel because Sabriel is the new Lams.). 

“Okay. But I expect you to be there for the next one.”

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t be there at all.” Sam looked at Gabriel with extreme confusion. “I’m gonna be in the audience. What, you think I would miss the chance to see my boyfriend as Alexander Hamilton?” Sam blushed at this. 

“You know, you’re the best.” Sam smiled. They stayed like that for the next week- Sam still working hard but finding time to care for Gabriel as Gabriel did his best to recover so he could be John Laurens. And somehow they made it to that Saturday night- the night of the big show.

Gabriel hobbled in on his crutches, getting literally a front row seat. Right where he knew Sam would throw a traditional wink during one of the songs. That seat was right next to the very center one, where sat a certain Lin-Manuel Miranda.

Gabriel about died then and there. He asked for Lin’s autograph, explaining who he was at a rambling speed. Lin was impressed, saying he’d love to see the show with Gabriel in it and bring his wife and kid with him at that point. Then the show started.

The cast was in tune and on point, everything exactly like the original show. Everyone would have thought it was the original show if they hadn’t known it was a high school they had walked into. The cast was all amazing, as Gabriel knew for a fact, but when Sam walked out as the main character- no one could take their eyes off of him.

It was when My Shot started that Gabriel began to cry. Silently, nothing to disturb the show, but still very real tears. You see, he had never seen Sam in performance, having always been in stage with him. That was how they got together, actually- when Sam asked him to Homecoming after their last performance of Romeo and Juliet, ironically enough. The point was that he had never seen him perform. And by Chuck, he was a good actor. And singer.

Sam rapped as though his entire life depended on him doing everything perfectly. But see, to Gabriel and the rest of the audience (including Lin), Sam was beyond perfection at playing Hamilton. The entire cast was amazing in their parts, but Sam Winchester Hamilton took the cake.

It was after the show when Gabriel began to cry even harder, however. The entire cast had just finished the show. Then Sam took the mic one last time. 

“Thank you everyone, for coming out tonight.” He smiled. “A special thanks to Lin-Manuel Miranda, for writing this astounding musical in the first place.” Lin stood up and clapped for Sam at that. Sam blushed, and damn did Gabriel want to kiss Sam right then and there. But he could barely stand.

“And as amazing as this cast is, we all can admit it wasn’t the same.” The entire cast nodded as the audience looked confused. “This is Anthony,” Sam said as Anthony stepped forward. “He’s the actor who played John Laurens. The thing is that he wanted to acknowledge somebody special.” Sam sent a wink straight to Gabriel as Anthony took the mic.

“Hi. As Sam, aka Hamilton, said there- I have something to say.” The audience payed attention to him respectfully, though they were still confused. “I am the understudy for this part. This was supposed to be played by Gabriel Novak. And the reason we all did this tonight was for him. Gabe, you should have been the one up here, not in the audience with a sprained ankle. You idiot.” Everyone laughed. “But we all agree that we wouldn’t have done as well as we believe we did tonight if Gabriel hadn’t helped to motivate us to do this musical at this level for him. So, my friend, get up here if you can. Because this performance was for you.”

So Gabriel, with enormous difficulty, got up. But he made it up the stairs to the stage as everyone stood up and clapped for him. Sam ran over, pulling him carefully into a kiss.

“Gabriel Novak, will you please go to prom with me, seeing as by that point you should be able to dance again?” Everyone chuckled as Gabriel nodded happily.

“Of course, Sam Winchester Hamilton. I love you.”

“I love you too, Gabriel Laurens.” Everyone chuckled and awwed at that as they kissed again, all clapping.

It was the only time when Gabriel saw Sam in live performance, but he will never forget it. Because that was his boyfriend, who stole the entire show with his amazing performance.

Gabriel was Laurens at the performances after that, and they all did better than before. Lin had brought his wife and kid, just like he had said, and the entire cast got to talk with him and the original cast of Hamilton about pointers because the entire cast was there.

That was a promise the entirety of their High School kept- they, as theater kids, were family. And that bond was never broken because they started their own company where Dean and Castiel, Sam’s and Gabe’s brothers, wrote plays and musicals for their company to turn into masterpieces.

They had a long and happy life, all of them. And every single one of them could trace that back to highschool, when one performance of Hamilton reminded them that they were family. And their family would not be broken that easily, especially when they all shipped Sabriel harder than any other ship known to the universe.

I guess the Sabriel Edition of Hamilton really was good, wasn’t it?


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A big thank you

To everyone I met on here.

To every person who I ever talked to here.

To all the friends I met and had amazing laughs over the years.

To everyone who stuck beside be over the years.

To everyone…

THANK YOU! I will always be grateful for the people I’ve met over this crazy experience we called TVD. Who were with me on all of the porn, love, crying and feelings. Thank you for making TVD more thank just a show I watched… This will always have a place in my heart and I am so thankful I started watching the show 8 years ago. And more thankful I decided to join Tumblr and meet all of you crazy bastards.

Thank you! And I love you all… <33

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PART II / FINAL CHAPTER

Read Part 1 here

Rating: Mature / R
TImeline: Season 7
Summary:  Fresh off a particularly brutal case, Mulder tries to finally make good on his promise to take Scully on a nice trip to the forest, only to stumble onto evidence that there may be more to a local urban legend than just rumor and superstition.

A/N: HAPPY HALLOWEEN, PHILES!  Special thank yous to @kateyes224​ for being the best friend and beta extraordinaire for this beast, @2momsmakearight​ for the non-stop brainstorming, and @gilliansboobs​ for the unwavering support through my late night meltdowns while writing this and the amazing gif and banner.  I couldn’t have done this without you guys xo



Again, please read Part 1 or you’ll be more lost than Mulder and Scully in this story.

He could feel its weighty presence on the other side, sitting there just waiting for him to move, and his heart quickened as he watched four fingernail impressions press into the thin fabric just inches from his face, scraping painfully slow down the length of it to the ground.  The long, vibrating sound it produced was nearly deafening in the quiet of the night, followed by a staccato clicking, like stone tapping against stone, repetitively.

They were outnumbered.  Greatly.  His eyes flicked to the location of the gun, as he mentally calculated the length of time it would take for him to get to it, and dig it out of the bag.  It would create too much commotion, probably take too long, and he’d risk Scully getting hurt or attacked in the process.

The clicking grew louder as it got closer to the tent wall.

Careful to keep still, he shifted his eyes towards a still sleeping Scully, his eyes pleading with her to stay asleep, to keep quiet.  He’d wait it out, he decided. The animals would lose interest eventually, he reasoned to himself.  They had to.

And suddenly all he could hear was receding footsteps, growing quieter and quieter, then nothing but the crackle of the fire outside.

With a sigh of relief and one last look in the direction of the gun, he turned towards Scully and pulled her close.  It would be a long night.

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I WATCHED THE MOVIE A SECOND TIME TODAY AND IT GOT EVEN BETTER IDK HOW THEY DID IT BUT I WANNA THANK EVERYONE WHO TOOK PART IN MAKING THIS BC IT JUST BROUGHT BACK MY ENTIRE CHILDHOOD AND HONOURED IT AND ALL THE ACTORS WERE SO GOOD AND THE DIRECTING WAS AMAZING AND I’M JUST REALLY GRATEFUL OKAY YOU GUYS I LOVE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST (2017)

Prompt #19 - Finn Bálor

Request: 19. “You guys should get together.” with Finn Balor., I would like to see how you and Finn got together. You’re just an amazing writer!!

Prompt #19 - “You guys should get together.”

A/N: I almost wrote Finn Baelor. I mean, c’mon. He’s bae. Total bae. Also, THANK YOU!

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“(Y/N), that’s like your sixth water.” Bayley stated, watching as you chugged it down. Your heart was pounding. You quickly glanced over at her, a shaky sigh coming from between your lips. “I’m nervous.” You responded, twisting the cap back onto it and tossing it over to the side. 

“Tonight’s your debut. Aren’t you excited?” She squealed, grabbing a hold of you. You chuckled, nodding your head. “Of course I’m excited, but it’s just all my nerves are building up.” You breathed out.

“Did I hear somebody’s nervous?” Someone came into the conversation, his accent all too familiar. You chuckled, rolling your eyes. “Sort of.” You turned to face Finn. Bayley smirked gently at the two of you. In the locker rooms, everyone said you two should be a couple. You and Finn had been close friends for the last year now, but it stayed on a friendly basis.

Not only has he been there for you to watch you grow, he’s helped you out along the way. From giving you advice from the heart, to encouraging you to keep going when you felt like giving up, all the way to even training you at least three times a week. Finn had set aside some of his activities just to be there.

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