Writer says: So I had this crazy idea one day and I just had to work on it. Here ya go!

Writer means: So I had this crazy idea either right before getting in the shower or right before falling asleep so I grabbed my fucking laptop and shat all over it to create the steaming pile of crap that I now lay before you. I don’t even know if it’s good anymore. I haven’t slept in two days.

Writer says: Wow, real life’s getting busy! Sorry on the slow updates.

Writer means: My life is a literal storm of shit at the moment. Why did I decide to do this. Why am I still doing this. Everything around me is spinning out of control and I am staying up ‘til 5:30 in the morning every night to create a piece of work that will only get two comments and 12 demands for quicker updates. I hope no one’s mad at me, all I wanted to do was write.

Writer says: Wow! Would you look at that! I updated on time! Please enjoy!


Writer says: This chapter was a toughie. Glad it’s finally done!

Writer means: I don’t know if this is good or not. I honestly don’t fucking know. I’ve read the same words over and over and over again and I just couldn’t look at it anymore. My beta said it was ok but I’m not confident but HOLY SHIT I JUST NEED TO STOP WRITING THIS FUCKIGN CHAPTER.

Writer says: Thanks for reading!

Writer means: Please, oh please oh please oh please leave me a review. A comment. Anything. Please tell me you’re out there. Please tell me someone is reading this.

Writer says: I just want to say that real life is getting pretty hectic right now. Please try to be patient with me, I know you guys want updates. Thanks! :)

Writer means: FUCK. YOU. Who the fuck do you think you are, demanding shit from me?! You don’t know my life! I have a very busy life! I create shit for free, you entitled son of a pig-fucker! STOP LEAVING ME COMMENTS TELLING ME TO UPDATE SOON OR I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL PUKE ALL OVER MY COMPUTER 

Writer says: What’s gonna happen next? Who knows? Hee hee ;)

Writer means: I have no fucking clue what the next chapter is going to look like. What’s my plot? I don’t know. I feel no emotion.

Writer says: Please leave a comment! It helps me write!

Writer means: I am begging you to leave me a comment because I swear it’s the only thing that’s keeping me motivated right now, I hate the work I put out and I need reassurance that people are actually enjoying this.

Writer says: I hope you enjoyed that chapter, big things are coming up! ;)

Writer means: Buckle up bitches, someone’s gonna die.

Writer says: I know I’ve missed a few updates, but I swear I plan on finishing this story! 

Writer means: *high pitched eternal screeching*

Writer says: Here we are at long last! This has been one wild ride. I want to thank you all so much for your support and love, I adore each and every one of you. I am so happy to say that this story has come to a wonderful close.

Writer means: My body is numb. Voices call out to me from the void, but I can no longer hear them over the beating of my racing heart. I am stressed to the point where I feel no relief. The story is done. It’s fucking DONE. I loved it, I hated it, it was a fucking storm of horror and pain. I can no longer see color. Now I can at last relax and…wait……wait a second………..holy shit I just thought of the best idea for a one-shot that’s totally gonna turn into a 50 chapter slow burn AU fic leT’S FUCKING DO THIS

College!AU in which Dean and Cas play for rival baseball teams


Simple Salt and Burn

Summary:  The reader and her hunting friends run into another group of hunters while on a seemingly simple salt and burn.

Characters: Reader, Dean, Sam, Castiel, Benny, OFC: Lee, Manda, Arryn

Pairing: Dean x Reader and a bunch of others

Word Count: 2300+

Warnings: swearing, sass, crack

A/N:  I’ve been on Tumblr for about six months and in that time I’ve been lucky enough to meet some very lovely people.  A few of them have become close friends and this fic is for three of them @wheresthekillswitch @pinknerdpanda @arryn-nyxx

Ladies it has been four months since we started our little chats and at this point I can’t picture my life without you!  This idea has been in my brain for a while and, thanks to my abundant excitement for Wayward Sisters, I finally got it out!  Yay!

This is unbeta’d so please be gentle.



“Y/N are you pouting? Lee flicks her eyes to the rear view mirror, waiting for Y/N to look up.

“No,” Y/N grumbles.

“She’s pissed she lost again,” Manda laughs, next to Lee.

“It’s stupid, anyway.  How does paper beat rock?”

“You’ll win eventually,” Arryn pats Y/N’s arm.

“How ‘bout I let you pick the music?” Lee offers.

Y/N perks up.  “Really?”

“Sure.”  Lee lifts her shoulders keeping her hands on the wheel, just as Manda and Arryn yell, “No!”

“Rick Astley!”  Y/N grabs at the auxiliary cord.

“I take it back!” Lee says.

 “Too late, bitches!”  Y/N laughs as she scrolls through her phone.

This is why “Never Gonna Give You Up” is blasting when the four women pull up to the abandoned house.

“You couldn’t have been in a Breaking Benjamin mood?” Lee grumbles as they climb out of the Jeep.

Y/N laughs then turns to Arryn and asks, “So what’s the deal with this place again?”

“Standard haunting,” Arryn says.  “Mostly people running away, scared out of their minds, but some have gone missing.  Simple salt and burn and then beer.”

They chuckle as Manda opens the back of the Jeep.  Rifling through until she finds her pistol, putting it in the waist of her jeans before grabbling another.  She passes it to Arryn while Y/N grabs a shot gun.

“That’s so impractical, Y/N,” Manda says.  “You have to reload all the time.”

“Lucky for me I’m fast.”  Y/N grins, adding rounds to her hip pack, “Besides, bigger salt dispersal diameter,” she says, dropping it against her shoulder.

“You just need to be a better shot, Y/N,” Arryn teases.

Manda shakes her head as she hands Lee a crowbar.  “And you could use a gun sometime, you know?”

“What does she need a gun for?” Arryn chimes in.

“Yeah, her entire body is a weapon,” Y/N adds, laughing.

“Alright, let’s go.”  Lee starts off and the other three trail after her.

Every footfall elicits a crack or a creak from the dilapidated porch as they make their way to the front door.  Lee kicks it in and the four women file inside.

“Teams of two.  Y/N you’re with me, c’mon.” Lee starts up the stairs, taking them two at a time.

“You don’t have to run everywhere,” Y/N calls after her.

“Start on the main floor?” Manda asks.

“Lead the way.”  Arryn cuts the air with her flattened hand.

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I’m not trying to be rude but it would be so easy to stunt if you didn’t have to pay rent. People my age living with their parents not paying rent wearing supreme head to toe and the newest Nike collabs and raf and OFF white, and walking with a new opening ceremony bag, and the newest acne jeans, and all this stuff. and I start getting down on myself about the fact that I don’t have all that but like? If you’re working 30 hours a week at a luxury retail job even in the lowest position, you could be making close to $2,000 a month… if not more! just for buying fun shit… lmao so I need to stop getting myself down about paying rent and student loans and bills and comparing myself to people who are keeping $2,000 a month to flex while I’m saving and paying rent and I just started working at my job. And I love my job and it’s so easy and positive and it’s not even my last step?? I JUST got here and I just moved out of the state***** 100% independently? Why am I so self critical?!?! I’m fine and I’m doing my best! And I can get all the same things and flex this month! Because now I’m making money!!!!!! And money isn’t even real! It’s almost my birthday 🐳

A lil hurt comfort for a friend

This is for @the-sanders-sides bc they have a lovely voice and was responsible for this idea. It’s not my best, (I’m kinda running on fumes atm and this was hard to write for some reason haha) but it is finished! so that’s something.

If someone asks, I can probably edit it to be spoiler free!

Descrip: logxiety, background morince, they watch frozen and it’s real fluffy

Warnings: swears, insecurities

Anxiety had made an art of avoiding Disney night, if he could help it. It started out as movie night, which quickly devolved into musical night, then Disney night. Of course, they still had regular movie night at least once a night, which was fine, since it usually didn’t involve all that… singing, but disney night was hell. Not because of the movies, but because of the company.
The other sides were probably the worst people you could imagine to watch a movie with. Roman, predictably, knew every second by heart, and insisted constantly that “OH! This next bit is my favorite! Anxiety, are you watching? Are you watching it? You better be watching it-”
As if Anxiety didn’t know the movies twice as well as he did, anyways. But even worse was the singing. Constant. Singing. He was nearly convinced that Roman had choreography for every single number from the golden age to now.
Roman was the worst, but Patton was a close second. Patton… was a crier. He was also completely complicit in Romans choreography plot.
Anxiety pulled his legs up onto the couch to avoid getting twirled into by both of them. It was frozen night.
It was definitely Anxieties guilty pleasure musical, one of the ones that he sang to himself when he couldn’t sleep. Unfortunately, Patton caught him watching it. Now they HAD to have a ‘bonding experience’, apparently. They had actually made it all the way to 'Love is an open door’ before Roman actually started dancing.
(He took hans’s part, while Patton took anna’s. Anxiety would never let him live this down.)
Now he was huddled in a corner, hiding in a cave of blankets, trying to see the screen around Roman swinging Patton around the coffee table.
Thank god for Logan, the only not-dancing-idiot in the room. Logan didn’t usually come to these either, or at least he multitasked. (Annoying in its own way, but less so.) Anxiety got the feeling that Patton had given everyone the 'now, we’ve got to try to include him’ talk, which made him a little sick to his stomach.

Trying to ignore the bitter taste in his mouth, he turned to Logan. He was watching the other two dance around the room, a small smile on his face. Anxiety knew from the way he sat up a little every time Roman almost flung Patton across the room, or Patton tripped a little on the carpet, that he was trying to keep them safe, without ruining their fun. His tie was loose, his eyelids drooping. Anxiety pulled the blanket closer around him like a fuzzy fortress.
/conceal don’t feel- holy shit that’s cliche I need to stop./
His could feel his face heating up, and tried to focus back on the movie. It was almost time for the big number. He expected Roman to stay standing, but he flopped down on the other sofa, pulling a giggling Patton down with him. Watching the other two sides curl up next to each other made something deep in his chest start hurting. He ignored it, focusing on the song.

/The snow glows white on the mountain tonight, not a foot print to be seen.
A kingdom of isolation, and it looks like I’m the queen/

He knew it was cliche. He knew it. But something in him really loved the song. It was… lonely. He could understand that.

/The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside. Couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I tried./

He saw Logan turn to him out of the corner of his eye. By the time he realized he was singing, it was too late. Everyone was looking now. The song went on with out him. He sat petrified on the couch, face turning red.

/conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know./

He really hated dramatic irony.

Logan was the first to speak. “Anxiety-”

Every atom in his body was filled with nope. He was 100% nope.
He shot out of the room like a rocket, nearly tripping on his blanket. He didn’t want to stick around to hear them laughing at him. He locked the door to his room as fast as he could, and collapsed against it.
Anxiety did not sing. It wasn’t his job. If he did sing, it definitely wasn’t disney. It was like, evanescence or something. Not frozen, of all things. He burrowed further into the blanket. Someone knocked on the door.
Logan. Great. They had just started getting along. Now Logan hated him as much as he hated Princey. Probably more. Anxiety wiped his eyes on his sleeve.
“Did I… did we do something wrong?”
Great. Now they thought it was their fault.
“No. Go away.”
He sounded like a child. He heard something move just outside the door, and something put a gentle weight on it, like Logan was sitting on the other side. But sitting on floors was not a thing Logan did. Right?
“Look, I embarrassed myself, ok? You can all make fun of my later, for now just… leave me alone.”
He swallowed as many sobs as he could, waiting for the other side to go away. Just when he thought Logan might be asleep or something, he heard a quiet voice.
“do you want to build a snowman?”
Logan was… singing? His voice was rough, and a little off key, the words too formal for the character.
“Or. Uh, something something… halls…”
Logan cleared his throat awkwardly.
“I’ll- I’ll just go-” Anxiety whipped the door open, causing Logan to fall flat on his back into the room. “Are you making fun of me because I will not hesitate to crush your skull like a watermelon.”
Logan looked up at him, blinking. “I am not.” He said firmly, readjusting his glasses. Anxiety narrowed his eyes. “Then why’d you do it?” Logan looked… pinker than before, but it may have just been the light. “I… came to the consensus that you may have been… vulnerable when you sang. The best way to lessen vulnerability in others is to open up yourself… Was I… was I correct?” Anxiety rubbed the last of his tears off his face with his sleeve, extending the other hand out to help Logan up.
“…..Yeah. Got it in one.”
“I still don’t understand that saying-”
“Shut up and watch the rest of the movie with me.”
“Vocab word?”
“Vocab word.”

Cherchez La Femme: Prologue & Part One (A)

A/N: Shit, shit, shit. This is a shitty idea. That said. Here is the prologue and Part A of the first section. Rules for tagging are as follows: You can be tagged in every part as it comes out (the next part will come on Tuesday), tagged in each section as it is completed, or in the final Masterlist. Please let me know. I will not tag unless I am asked. As of now, I am tagging everyone in every section because no one has specified that they want otherwise.

A/N: I have tried to keep all the scenarios in the movies as close to the way they are as possible; some dialogue and some dates have changed, due to how the story works. This has all been planned, I promise, and I tried to never deviate too far. 

Word Count: 2941 (totaled)

WARNINGS: Swearing, distress (character cornered), dizziness mentioned, some fluff. My brain is so scrambled. I’m not even sure if I got it all. This is a ridiculous idea. That said…. here it is. I’ll be off Tumblr for a while. 

PROLOGUE TRACK: Outlander Theme

UN PEU BEAUCOUP PART A TRACK: You’ll Never Know–Vera Lynn

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Y’all in the Blue Exorcist Fandom. I Have a Mighty Need for Next Gen Kids and Rin as Their Teacher.

I don’t mean as the Main Characters’ children, but children that’ll be around to become exorcists in ten years to come give or take. (Yes, I know most of them probably won’t be fifteen at the same time, but let me have this!)

Satoru Hamada

I did, in fact, have to make up a surname for him. Boo. 

Y'all remember this brat? He took off into exorcist taped off areas and got his ass abducted by Tōdō. 

- Generally referred to as either Hama or Sato. 

- Likes Rin as a teacher quite a bit. (He also thinks of Ryūji Suguro as a role model)

- Goes for the Knight and Aria meisters. 

- Turns out to be as tough as they come. But is terrified of the dark ever since he got kidnapped. Rin is usually there to comfort him. 

Yohei Amano

Yes, I made up a surname for him too, shut up. 

- He knows Rin quite well, and he appreciates him as a teacher since he was there to help him before he drowned during that one episode that doesn’t really exist. 

- He’s got an odd way with words, but quite adorable. 

- The little shit can shoot harpoon, he’s going for the Dragoon meister. 

- He’s got a fondness for Rin, especially since Rin’s one of the few who understands why he doesn’t like squid. 

Usamaro Okumura

What? You thought Usamaro wasn’t gonna be here? You thought wrong!

- Rin adopted him as a father once Usamaro was released again. He, shockingly enough, aged like a normal human. He’s especially close to Rin since they know each other rather well. (He’s also close to Izumo since she and Rin are dating. Shut up and let me have my Rizumo)

- He doesn’t like the Aria meister, especially since he’s a demon himself. Rin empathizes with him because of this. He doesn’t see the need for him to be a Tamer either. So he goes after the Doctor meister. 

- Since he has sensitive ears, he hates thunder and lightning. Rin knows exactly how to comfort Usamaro and tell him that everything is going to be okay. 

- Rin cooks for the group constantly, so he knows especially what Usamaro doesn’t like. 

Yui Sakamoto 

Remember that little girl from the anime that Rin rescued from a hobgoblin? Yeah, me too. 

- She loves Rin, he understood and believed her when she told everyone that ‘evil fairies’ existed. 

- She becomes the top student in a short amount of time after Rin encourages her. 

- She attempts to summon, but later befriends a Hobgoblin and Rin allows her to pass it off as her familiar so she can be a Tamer. She also attempts to go for the Knight meister. 

- She’s incredibly afraid of demons, but after a little guidance from Rin, she becomes an amazing exorcist. 

Tsukiko Takara

Also known as Tsukumo Kamiki. Evil laughter ensues in the distance.

- She doesn’t know Rin at all, probably the only one who doesn’t. But she easily grows closer to him with time. She feels like she knows Izumo, but she doesn’t know how. 

- Rin teaches her all kinds of cute little tricks to do with her hair, like putting it in a braid or bun. 

- She’s obviously a Tamer. She summons a pair of white foxes just like her big sister. 

Yumi Shima

Jeez, imagine the parallels with her and Tsukumo.

- She still has a massive crush on Koneko, but her affections later to turn to Rin. Koneko blames Rin for stealing his little fangirl. Yumi sort’ve knows Rin, he was at her big brother’s wedding about a decade ago. 

- She dyed her hair pink because she loves her big brother Ren. (Rin about had a heart attack when he saw her and Tsukiko right next to each other)

- Rin is there to comfort her when Renzō sides with the Illuminati in the final battle and even if he was a double spy, he was still punished for treason. So while he serves his shortened five-year sentence, Rin managed to get Yumi perks to visit him. 

- The girl is a Knight (she also goes for Aria since it’s in her family’s bloodline), and she was given Takezō’s staff to live up to his name. Works out and is probably one of the toughest people in class, next to Satoru and Yohei. But still extremely girly. She gets along with everyone. Become the leader of the group during their exwire exam.  

What do y’all think?