needed something for the road

Work Song

Title: Work Song

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Warnings: none, just fluff

Song: Work Song by Hozier

Word Count: 781

A/N: This is for @impalaimagining 300 Follower challenge :)  Thanks to @scribe-of-winchester for being my beta for this one xoxo

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

Sam didn’t normally fuss much about Dean’s music while they were on the road, but sometimes he just needed something different.  So, on especially long drives, he made sure to have a playlist ready for whatever mood he was in.  It was very early morning, and after another night alone in a crap motel room, he was desperately missing Y/N.  A few months back, they had put together playlists for each other for when they were apart, so Sam flipped it on shuffle and leaned his head against the window eyes closed.

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I did an interview with equestria animo, here's a short brief of me

When I was small I had dreams, I wanted to make my own Mario game, but along the way I made new dreams…but slowly they began to deteriorate. And the became broken. I grew up with video games and as an introvert, I became home schooled in 3rd grade because I was bullied, then I stayed at home for a long, long time, I’m currently phat (I’m not happy about that) But I’m hoping I’ll try to get fit. I have two dogs, a dog and a chihuahua, I have made over 1000 drawings last year (i did the math) And I’m just so excited what I have planned

But sometimes my dreams get cut short when I need something or when I had to give it up, and along side the road. I gave up art at one point…

I was 12 or 13, I was crying in my room because I couldn’t draw, I REALLY wanted to be a fan animator and make fan animations like button mash, or brony dance party! But…I couldn’t..I didn’t have that power…so I quit..

A couple days later, my friend once told me

If you do something for 1 hour a day, it becomes second hand in nature

So I picked up drawing..and draw…and draw, and draw, AND DRAW!!! and look at me now, I’m still not there yet, but I’m Closer than ever!! And I’m already playing with animations with the help of a brony animator, and so, I am excited because I can see my dreams draw closer

And my dream…is to make something that everyone would be impressed by, my artworks, my writing, my way of telling an amazing story..

But there’s speed bumps along the road..

I’m currently losing my house, the expenses are too much for me and my mother since my dad did this huge mess to us, and he doesn’t seem to care, only his lobster buffets.
So that’s why I love this community.

Because you guys can help me, and of course, I will definitely help you out too!^^

Being in this Fandom honestly is the best thing to happen in my life, and I wouldn’t have met you, I wouldn’t have made this interview, and this app wouldn’t have existed without it. And as I make an end to my sayings

There is one motto everyone should know about this Fandom

Love, and tolerance

Some of us may not be the best, but I know that this Fandom is the kindest and friendliest thing to happen to anyone. And I know, that with your help, anything can happen, heck I’ll even help you too!^^ ❤

I wanted to publicly apologise to my new neighbours today, just in case I went a little too harsh on them when all they probably tried to do was to warmly welcome me to a new place. It was a horrible, horrible drive from the airport to here; Cutz tends to come out when I’m road raging, and I kind of lose control over her for a second or two…

Anyway, if I didn’t scare you off completely – hello and nice to meet ya! My name’s Gina and I’m, apparently, a road-rager. Feels good to say it out loud, actually. Maybe I do need some kind of anonymous road-raging group or something.

if theres one thing i dont understand about rping these days, its rps advertising themselves for months?? like i get the need to build hype and i know releasing bios takes time but im talking about rps releasing teasers but taking over a month to do that, then trying to get a certain amount of followers on the teaser blog / certain amount of notes on one of the teasers before they release the main, and not even having all of their bios written already on top of it so they have to take a couple of months or so to finish all of those. it seems v counterproductive to me bc the longer you take to do all of those things, the more people begin to lose interest in it bc youre literally taking months to release everything   

The Witch’s Son

Eren/Levi

Pastel genderfluid!Eren

Edit:  pt 2 

In which Levi finally sees this ‘cute witch’ the town can’t stop raving about and somewhere in the distance Hanji cackles. 


Levi decides he hates Hanji before he even gets to the damn store.

Really he hates himself for caving so quickly, but after a day of bossy customers; the weekly soccer mom book club who come in and ransack his shop while talking about diets and Pintrest; he feels like he deserves to heap some of his anger on Hanji. He can only listen to vapid suburbanites claim sugar causes autism so many times before he snaps.

Oh Levi, I need to pick something up from the shop down the road, can you get it for me when you go out? I can’t leave the register with this crowd. It’s the shop with the cute witch!”

Of course it was that shop. Ever since the damn shop opened a year ago Levi’s avoided it.

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Whether We Wake or Sleep part 3

AN: An extra special thanks to @capitaine-odette​ for the handholding this chapter. You remain the best and make this so much better. This chapter is a bit longer and the rating has gone up to Teen for violence/language. 

Word Count: 8K+

Part One     Part Two

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The more pressing matter, to Emma’s mind after all that excitement, was food. The last real meal they had eaten that wasn’t tiny unsatisfying bits of charred rabbit meat was at the ball, and that had been days ago now.

Killian had frowned at the suggestion, much preferring to get what they needed and eat something cold and quick on the road, the idea of wasting time not sitting well with him in the least. But he had taken one look at Emma’s pleading face, at the weariness and anxiety in her eyes, and very soon found himself leading her through the shadowy alleyways of the city until they came upon the district they needed.

The small unassuming tavern was instantly recognizable for what it was: the perfect mix of respectability and anonymity, a place where deals were made and people kept to themselves. It wasn’t tawdry enough to bring in a more boisterous criminal element, lacking the women and the reputation found at establishments further up the road, but it wasn’t fine enough for the other set either, no highbrow gentlemen’s club here. What was left were people who just wanted to mind their own business, the nature of which was varied and often not exactly legal, but nonetheless quiet and discreet. Precisely what the pair required.

The main room was dimly lit, only a few windows remained unshuttered, and no candles were spared for the comfort of the guests, letting most of the patrons remain hidden from view. Emma kept her hood up, pulling the edges around her face as they made their way to a table in the backmost corner.

The man behind the bar, a large bearded fellow in a dingy apron and a frown, signaled them with a nod and a gesture that it would be a moment and continued on with his work.

The initial excitement of their little heist had long since worn off, mellowing as they’d skulked behind the buildings, in alleys filled with mangy stray animals and the fetid stench of garbage, trying to remain out of sight as they made their way down.

Emma felt drained, that long forgotten post-theft guilt and anxiety had settled in, mixing in with her regular guilt and anxiety until she was overwhelmed with the sense of impending panic. She just wanted to collapse. It had been quite awhile since she had been in a position to feel that shame again, most of the more questionable acts she’d been engaging in recently were for a good cause not personal gain, so it was both familiar and uncomfortable to remember what this was like.

Still, they needed the money now that their stay had been extended against their will, and it wasn’t as if they had the time to make a respectable living, or even the skills to do so. A former thief from the modern world and a shipless pirate from another century didn’t exactly have the means to make an honest go of it.

“Do you think they’ll be coming after us?” Emma whispered, scanning the room for any sign of the guards they had left at the peak, or anyone else that might cause them trouble. The list of enemies seemed to be growing.


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You know what’s awesome about Fury Road? Pretty much everything, But you know what’s the most awesome about Fury Road? It’s that it deliberately sets up a situation that most post-apocalyptic media - and indeed most people - would brush off as “Oh, it’s inevitable, that’s just the way the world works,” and then proceeds to explicitly tear it down and shout “No, it’s not. It’s the product of a system and that system can be killed.”

Strangely…hopeful.

This movie man… this movie. Glorious.