they were all dreamers these girls

Beca’s Fanfic Appreciation Post: Here I can share with you all the fics I read along the week.


One Shots


Feel free to tag me in your stuf (it’s actually encouraged), it will be a pleasure to know more writers and add you to my appreciation list. You can tag me in any fic (Reader insert, it needs to be reader insert!!!!), just don’t tag me in OFC or Male Reader.

Angelina’s Best of May

This month was a little rough on me work wise, so if I missed something, I am so sorry! As I get busier at work, this may evolve into something else, but we will see what happens (I am open to suggestions via ask).  Thank you to all the amazing writings that grace us each and every day with their talents! 

Feel free to tag me in your works, but please be aware that I do not rec everything I read and sometimes the tags just don’t work.  I am trying something a little new this month and that is a spotlight, meaning if I could only rec one or two fics this month for y’all to read, what would it be - catch it at the end.  Sorry this got a little long! Not really sorry ;)



Iron Heart (link to masterlist) @kittenofdoomage (Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader ABO)

Invisible (link to masterlist) @just-another-busy-fangirl (Dean x Reader)

Lips of an Angel (link to masterlist) @sis-tafics (previous Dean x Reader)

It’s What I Do @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog (Dean x Donna)

Sixty Seconds @thevioletthourr (Dean x Reader)

Sincere Apologies @winchester-family-business (previous Dean x Reader)

Won’t Let Go @deanssweetheart23​ (Dean x Reader)


I Know Your Wife, She Wouldn’t Mind (link to masterlist) @teamfreewill-imagine (Jared x Reader x Gen)

Changes (link to masterlist) @melissaj616 (Dean x Reader) 

Wake Me Up @kittenofdoomage (Sam x Reader)

Faithfully @impala-dreamer (Jensen x Reader)


Political Animals - Dean and Jo (part 1) @winchesterprincessbride (Alpha!Dean x Omega!Jo - ABO AU)

Out of the Blue @iwantthedean (Dean x Nicole OC) 

Written @supernatural-jackles (Dean x Reader)

Perfect - Epilogue (link to masterlist) @supernatural-jackles (Jensen x Reader)

Take It All Back (link to masterlist) @iwantthedean (Jensen x Journey OC)

We Were Supposed to Celebrate @winchesters-favorite-girl (Sam x Daughter!Reader)

I Can Love You Like That @soab1967 (Jared x Plus!Size Reader) unable to tag


Machine @just-another-busy-fangirl (Sam x Donna x Dean no Wincest)

Hey Boss @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms (Demon!Dean x Demon!Reader)

We Can’t (link to masterlist) @melissaj616 (Jensen x Reader x Danneel)

Just For Tonight @impalaimagining (Jared x Reader x Jensen)

Night Moves @luci-in-trenchcoats (Dean x Reader AU)

Just Long Enough @impalapossible (Jensen x Reader)

Double the Pleasure, Double the Fun @melissaj616 (Dean x Emily OC, Sam x Katie OC)

Heartbeat kink (Destiel) @ilostmyshoe-79

Sharing Is Caring @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms (Jared x Reader x Jensen)

Hold The Line @lipstickandwhiskey (Dean x Reader) 

Club Soda and Whiskey @nichelle-my-belle (Dean x Reader)

Writing Is Hard pt 10 @ilostmyshoe-79 (Dean x Reader)

On The Couch @just-another-busy-fangirl (Dean x Donna x Jody x Sam)


Confessions @67chevy-imagine (Dean x Reader) 

Reasons @67chevy-imagine (Sam x Reader)

But I Don’t Wanna @roxy-davenport (Daddy!Dean x Lydia OC daughter)

Can’t Help Falling in Love @d-s-winchester (Jensen x Nicole OC) 

The Little Things @melissaj616 (Dean x Reader) 


I Love@melissaj616 (Dean x Reader)

Tough Mudder Wager @deanssweetcherrypie (Jensen x Reader)

Stroke of Luck (link to part 1) @percywinchester27 (Dean x Reader)

Austin Nights (link to part 1) @arazialotis (Jensen x Reader)

Permanency @idreamofhazel (Sam x Reader) 

The Estate @just-another-busy-fangirl (no pairing)


Hunting Island @hollygopossum (Jensen x Reader)

Imagine a Wild Night in Rome@bringmesomepie56 (Jensen x Reader)

2am @supernatural-jackles (Dean x Reader) 

              *****SPOTLIGHT: If I could rec only ONE fic this month…******

The Spark Next Door @iwantthedean (Jensen x Reader) 

If you follow her and have read anything Nicole has written, you already know she has a beautiful gift for fluff, among other things. Although I love 99.99% of what she has written, this piece really took me back to why I fell in love with her writing in the first place and is probably the best piece I have read all year. Do yourself a favor and go read it. If you are not following her, do that too; stalk her master list (totally worth calling in sick for!) and let yourself get pulled into the world she creates through her words. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~yeah, I know, I couldn’t decide one just one!

Into The Mystic (series - link to masterlist) @tankcupcakes (Dean x Evelyn OC)

My dear @tankcupcakes has written much Supernatural Fanfiction, but her first series, Thunder Road, blew me away. I have been fortunate enough to develop a relationship with this amazing woman outside of Tumblr and was humbled (and very giddy) when she asked for some feedback for the sequel, Into The Mystic. If I thought Thunder Road was good, this sequel is fucking amazing! I absolutely cannot wait for more chapters. If you are not following this gem, go do it; she is totally worth it. If you have not read Thunder Road and Into The Mystic, what are you doing with your time? I know there are a ton of blogs out there for you to follow and before you know it, you are following more than 300 blogs, but add @tankcupcakes to your list; you won’t regret it!

Alone With You

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: smut, implied drinking, could be classified as implied cheating, sorta angsty

Word Count: 1,055

Anon Requested: Could you write a Dean X reader (smut) for Alone With You by Jake Owen? Thanks!

Prompt: Dean has never know Y/N’s life, but sometimes she shows up at his apartment, and he just can’t tell her no. She always leaves before morning, and every time she leaves Dean swears he’ll never do it again, but he does.

Originally posted by deangifsdaily

It had happened before. It had happened quite a few times before and every time Dean swore it’d be the last. It usually happened when she was a little tipsy; a little freer than usual. Dean could always taste the whiskey on her lips when they kissed for the first time again.

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A Dreamer’s Salvation

A/N: you may cry and I don’t know why I was compelled to write this. Maybe I should have just answered those 300+ emails in my work mailbox. 

She wasn’t sure if reading the letter would make her cry or laugh, maybe a little of both. She wanted to scream at the world, for the sheer unfairness of it. The world deserved dreamers and once again it had taken them away. Through her tears she opened the letter.

Feyre darling,

You are and will always be my salvation. If you are reading this, I am sorry. I am sorry that we didn’t get more time. I am sorry that we were not able to fulfil all the dreams we wished for under the vast night sky.

I want you to know that I love you. I will love you in this world and the next.  You are the light in my heart and you brought me such happiness. I can never thank you enough for all that you have given me.

I know it will be hard, but do me a favor, continue my dream of a better world by being one hell of a high lady.

With all my heart,


A better world. The words echoed through her of another time. She knew the next letter would either break her or sooth what little remained of her heart. This was her punishment, it seemed so cruel that she would live forever, while those that deserved to live were taken away. The world needed more dreamers and less monsters.


A very long time ago you knelt before and told a broken girl that she as your salvation. But I think you got it all wrong, because you were my salvation. You healed my broken soul.

If you are reading this I am sorry. I am sorry that we’ll never experience the dream of a better world for ourselves.

I want you to know that I love you. You brought me happiness in a time of darkness and for that I can never than you enough.

I know it will be hard, I know it will seem like everything you love has been taken from you, but please do not stop dreaming. Please do not stop loving the parts of the world that need love. I know deep down in my soul that we will meet again and maybe, just maybe the world will give us a little peace.

With all my heart,
Feyre darling

Through her broken heart, Amren smiled. She hoped they were right, that these two kindled souls would find a better world. A world where their love for one another would flourish. She hopes they would get that moment of peace and the ability to see their dream of a better world answered.

We Were Close

Summary: You run into Sam months after you last saw him- when he left you without giving you a reason.

Words: 776

Sam x Reader

Warnings: angst

Notes: I used @ourwritingprompts prompt number 114: “You changed.” “Yeah, heartbreak will do that to a person.” This fic takes place in season 1, at the end of episode 6 (Skin). The reader goes to Stanford and she and Sam dated for a long time (Jessica was never with Sam for story purposes). Hope you guys like it and let me know what you think!

Your name: submit What is this?

“Well, you know, Zack and me, and everybody at school- we really miss you.”

Sam smiled sadly, pulling Rebecca into a hug. “Yeah, me too.”

Rebecca pulled away, holding Sam’s hands in hers. “Hey, you should stay a while longer. For dinner, at least?”

Sam shared a look with Dean, who just shrugged. He turned back around and smiled. “I guess we could always leave in the morning.” Rebecca smiled, and the two brothers followed her inside.

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Rodgers & Hammerstein’s Cinderella Sentence Starters

Feel free to adjust pronouns.

“The fields are aglow in autumn yellow.”
“You will dream about the view.”
“It makes you wish that the world could be as lovely as it looks.”
“Me, who am I?”
“I’m/They’re a bum who wants to do what’s right…but often does what’s wrong.”
“I’m/They’re a kid who’s voice is way off key, but loves to sing a song.”
“They dream like a lion but wake up like a lamb.”
“Slayer of dragons! Pitiless to ogres! Destroyer of griffins and giants!”
“He’s our hero!”
“Such perfection!”
“What’s the use of self-reflection?
"What a guy!”
“He’s a plain and simple complicated fascinating guy!”
“I’m as mild and as meek as a mouse.”
“When I hear a command I obey.”
“I can be whatever I want to be.”
“I’m a young Norwegian princess.”
“I’m an heiress who has always had her silk made.”
“I’m a girl men go mad for!”
“Love’s a game I can play!”
“Just as long as I say in my own little corner.”
“It’s a dangerous kind of sport and yet it’s fun!”
“Please don’t say my whole name!”
“Now is the time to act.”
“No other time will do!”
“Live and play your part.”
“Don’t give away your heart.”
“Don’t take what the world gives you.”
“Yesterday has gone.”
“Tomorrow is a guess.”
“The Prince is giving a ball!”
“That means ANYONE can be the Queen!”
“So will he want a taller girl? Or a stronger girl? Or a smaller girl?”
“I wish I were a bolder girl.”
“I wish I were a younger girl.”
“I wish I were an older girl.”
“I’ve wished a lot of things I don’t wish anymore.”
“Now I wish a lot of things I’ve never wished before.”
“I wish I were invited to the Prince’s Royal Palace ball!”
“The color on their faces is a sort of sour apple green.”
“I am coy and flirtatious!”
“Fol-de-rol and fiddledy-dee.”
“All the wishes in the world are poppycock and twaddle!”
“Are you mocking me with your gibberish?”
“All dreamers in all the world are dizzy in the noodle.”
“So what if I do have a dream to see the Prince again?”
“Exactly.  And then to have him fall in love with you.”
“No one will fall in love with me.”
“Why do you come to visit me tonight?”
“I am being foolish.”
“Then be foolish with me. What would you dream of?”
“Right here. There’s an invitation.”
“Don’t wait for everything to be perfect, just go!”
“Now, what else would you dream of?”
“Oh how silly.  I’d be the envy of all.”
“Why, in order to do that, you would have to be a fairy godmother.”
“Are you really my fairy godmother?”
“Actually, I’m everyone’s fairy godmother.”
“But you’re the only one who’s given me charity.”
“The world is full of zanies and fools.”
“It’s the most beautiful gown in all the land!”
“Ten minutes ago, I saw you.”
“I looked up when you came through the door.”
“My head started reeling!”
“You gave me the feeling the room had no ceiling or floor.”
“I wanted to ring out the bells.”
“I have found her!”
“I may never come down to earth again!”
“Why would a fellow want a girl like her?”
“Why can’t a fellow ever once prefer a solid girl like me?”
“With very little trouble, I could break her little arm!”
“So why is the fellow going crazy?”
“What’s the matter with the man?”
“ I like the way he really holds a room.”
“How do I make him see I’m special?”
“I’ve got the patience of a perfect saint.”
“I’m in a mess.”
“Loosen my dress.”
“Help me I’m starting to faint!”
“There are reports along the eastern road of a golden carriage.”
“And this I cannot explain – it simply flew into the mist!”
“Impossible, I know.”
“Then we shall do the impossible!”
“Ten minutes ago…we were dancing.”
“She vanished like a phantom in the night.”
“You’re the girl of my dreams.”
“That’s it! That’s the one! After her!!”
“He was tall, very tall.”
“She talks as if she knows.”
“How would you know that this is so?”
“I do no more than guess.”
“He is more than a prince. He’s an ace!”
“He can turn a girl to gravy!”
“I can imagine it, and I have no imagination.”
“I am throwing caution to the wind! I am imagining it as well!”
“Imagine what that girl would be feeling when dancing with the Prince!”
“A finer night you know you’ll never see.”
“Darling, I love you!”
“All your life you’ll dream of this.”
“Okay, but it’s not going to be good.”
“Are you sure you can keep my secret?”
“May we both find our loves.”
“I wake in the loneliness of sunrise.”
“Will my love come home to me.”
“And of course – I want to keep an eye on what women are there!”
“Breaking through the darkness.”
“Someone wants you.”
“There is music in you.”
“Now you can do whatever you want to do.”
“You will sing your whole life through.”
“Do I love you because you’re beautiful?”
“Or are you beautiful because I love you?”
“Are you the sweet invention of a lover’s dream?”
“Is that the last eligible lady in the kingdom?”
“Everyone truly has tried on the slipper?”
“I haven’t tried on the slipper.”
“The shoe fits!”
“I love you so much, I don’t know what to do.”
“Oh. Well. Is marriage still on the table?”
“Yes. YES. OH MY – YES!!”
“You have to marry me. I mean, will you marry me?”
“I will marry you.”
“What a lucky girl/guy, got your girl/guy!”
“Love is the song that you’ll sing your whole life through.”

6k of you? Seriously?!

So, you guys did it! Today I reached 6k, three days before my one year on Tumblr. You guys are fucking incredible. I DO NOT deserve you at all.

So, to celebrate one year on tumblr AND more than 6k of you following, you crazy loons… I’m going to do 30 days of Jensen and Dean Drabbles/Blurbs/One Shots.

So here are them rules…

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Back To You

A/N: In which Kagome comes back eight years later to be reunited with her one true love, whom is no longer the teenager she knew from before. Hello, Inuyasha Tashio.

Okay, look. This too way too damn long to write because I don’t know how to write a drabble or a ficlet, apparently. So fourteen pages later, this happened. I wrote this for the ever lovely @keichanz and also added underwear model Inuyasha for @mmhinman and even used some pointers from my waifu @inunanna to complete this piece.

As much as I love my girls, I still think I could have written this better so forgive me. But like I always say; I could always improve in my writing. This is pure, shitty SMUT and I was ten shades of red as I wrote it, so I hope you enjoy. Now, I am going to hide under my covers with the lights off.

For my girls. I love you all.

@keichanz @inunanna @mmhinman @dreamer-of-the-wandering-suns @akiza-hades-rose @astarisms @kagomeforever @inukag-4ever @ryupioupiou and for anyone else who likes my work.

Warning: This is NSFW and has detailed intimacy at the end. Incase anyone does not like that sort of thing. 

Yours truly, Kuddles.


Eight years ago

“What do you mean eight fucking years?!”

“It means I’ll be going to college for my PHD for at least eight years, Inuyasha.”

“I thought you were only going to be gone for a few weeks to look at colleges. This is bullshit. Can’t you go to school here, where you live instead of in a fucking foreign country?!”

Kagome sighed. “Well, I decided on Yale. It’s a great opportunity for me. I want to be the best doctor I can be, and if that means moving to a country where the best school offers me that, then so be it. You knew this was going to happen eventually.”

Inuyasha growled low in his throat. “It’s bullshit.”

“Be that as it may, I am still going.” Her delicate hand cupped his strong jaw. “I’ll be back in a few years. And I will visit whenever I can.”

“Promise?” Golden eyes so intense, Kagome had to choke back a sob.

“I promise-” Her big, brown eyes lined with tears as she held up her left hand, sticking out her pinky. “Pinky promise.” Kagome smiled despite the feeling of her heart shattering at the way he was staring at her.

With a keh, Inuyasha met her pinky with his right, hooking it firmly to hers. “Pinky promise.” He confirmed.

It was no secret that he yearned for Kagome. That he needed her in his life like he needed air to breath. She was his best friend, his soulmate, his first love. He couldn’t imagine his life without her and at that moment he couldn’t fathom his heartbreak, not with her doe eyes staring at him like they were.

Without really thinking about it, Inuyasha bent forward and kissed her lips lightly, just a faint brush of the lips, then he was hugging her close. “Don’t ask me to let go.” He whispered. Kagome only held him tighter.

“Flight 260 departing for New York is now boarding. Please head to gate six.”

Kagome pulled back first, tears falling freely down her flushed cheeks. She wiped her thumb across her nose before giving Inuyasha the best smile she could muster. “I have to go.” Kagome bent down and grabbed her bag turning slightly.

“You can’t-” His clawed hand shot out to grab her.

“Please.” It was faint, barely a whisper, but he heard it nonetheless. “I want to do this. No, I have to do this, for me. I’ll come back. I promise.”

He couldn’t see her eyes hidden beneath her bangs as her head was hung forward, but he did see the tears falling like rain drops off her chin. Inuyasha reluctantly released her, sticking his clenched fists in his pockets to keep from reaching out again. “Feh. Fine. Go- see if I care.” The sentence couldn’t have been farther from the truth and it hurt the moment he said it out loud. But that was how he dealt with his feelings, using his I-dont-give-a fuck attitude to cover up how he truly felt.

Kagome choked back another sob as she flung herself at him, kissing him with all she had, then turning to jolt through the crowded airport leaving a stunned half-demon behind. Stupid Inuyasha. Why couldn’t you just have said I love you and I’ll miss you and left it at that?! She didn’t even have the heart to turn around and look back.

“Kagome-” Inuyasha was for once in his life left speechless. He never would have guessed that she wouldn’t be returning at all until exactly eight years later.

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‘  all around the world girls will be girls  ’
‘  all i need is someone to love  &  tonight it’s you  ’
‘  all i wanna do is make love to you  ’
‘  and baby, talk dirty to me  ’
‘  can you, my darling, can you picture this?  ’
‘  dig if you will a picture of you  &  me engaged in a kiss  ’
‘  don’t come around here no more  ’
‘  don’t dream it’s over  ’
‘  don’t forget it’s me who put you where you are now  &  i could put you back there too  ’
‘  don’t give me no lines  &  keep your hands to yourself  ’
‘  don’t go away mad, just go away  ’
‘  don’t wish it away, don’t look at it like it’s forever  ’
‘  don’t you forget about me  ’
‘  don’t you want me, baby?  ’
‘  even then i knew i’d find a much better place, either with or without you  ’
‘  every now  &  then i fall apart  ’
‘  every now  &  then i get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears  ’
‘  everybody dreams of angels  ’
‘  girls just wanna have fun  ’
‘  heaven isn’t too far away, closer to it every day  ’
‘  hey, little sister, what have you done?  ’
‘  he’s been knocking, he won’t leave me alone ’
‘  hold me now ’
‘  how am i supposed to live without you?  ’
‘  how could our love be so blind?  ’
‘  how do i get you alone?  ’
‘  how i love the way you move  &  the sparkle in your eyes ’
‘  i can’t believe you’re gone  ’
‘  i could never steal you from another  ’
‘  i didn’t want to see you go  ’
‘  i don’t belong to you  &  you don’t belong to me  ’
‘  i don’t know why i did the things i did  ’
‘  i don’t know why i said the things i said  ’
‘  i don’t wanna lose your love tonight  ’
‘  i don’t worry about nothing, no, cause worry’s a waste of my time  ’
‘  i guess it would be nice if i could touch your body  ’
‘  i guess that’s why they call it the blues ’
‘  i haven’t been there for the longest time  ’
‘  i just wanna use your love tonight  ’
‘  i know this much is true  ’
‘  i met her in a hotel lobby masturbating with a magazine  ’
‘  i need you more than ever  ’
‘  i never really cared until i met you  ’
‘  i never wanted to be your weekend lover  ’
‘  i only want to be some kind of friend  ’
‘  i pretend you still hold me  ’
‘  i really didn’t mean to hurt you  ’
‘  i remember you  ’
‘  i see your true colors shining through, i see your true colors  &  that’s why i love you  ’
‘  i still love you  ’
‘  i think we’re alone now  ’
‘  i wanna new drug  ’
‘  i want your sex  ’
‘  i won’t forget you, baby  ’
‘  if i could turn back time, if i could find a way, i’d take back those words that hurt you  &  you’d stay  ’
‘  if this ain’t love, you better let me know  ’
‘  if this is it, please let me know  ’
‘  if we blame it on anything, let’s blame it on the rain  ’
‘  if you fall i will catch you, i’ll be waiting time after time  ’
‘  if you want my love, you’ve got it  ’
‘  if you’re lost you can look  &  you will find me time after time  ’
‘  it’s a nice day to start again  ’
‘  it’s such a shame our friendship had to end  ’
‘  it’s the same ol’ ball  &  chain  ’
‘  it’s the same ol’ situation  ’
‘  i’ll be gone in a day or two  ’
‘  i’ll take my chances, i forgot how nice romance is  ’
‘  i’m going crazy, i’m losing sleep  ’
‘  i’m gonna keep on loving you  ’
‘  just one more night  &  i’m coming off this long  &  winding road  ’
‘  maybe i’ll be sorry when you’re gone  ’
‘  maybe i’m just like my father, too bold  ’
‘  maybe i’m just too demanding  ’
‘  maybe i’ve been hoping too hard  ’
‘  maybe you’re just like my mother, she’s never satisfied  ’
‘  my future’s so bright i gotta wear shades  ’
‘  no one will ever know how much i loved you so  ’
‘  once i ran to you, now i run from you  ’
‘  perhaps i should leave her, go far away ’
‘  she will play around  &  leave you  ’
‘  she’s got the looks that kill ’
‘  she’s the kind of girl you dream of  ’
‘  sometimes i want to give up,  want to give in,  i want to quit the fight  ’
‘  stay with me  ’
‘  tell her about it, tell her everything you feel  ’
‘  tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night without thinking you lost everything that was good in your life to the toss of the dice  ’
‘  tell me what it takes to let you go  ’
‘  tell me why can’t this be love?  ’
‘  tell me your troubles  &  doubts  ’
‘  the power of love is a curious thing  ’
‘  then i see you  &  everything’s alright  ’
‘  they could never tear us apart  ’
‘  things ain’t always what they seem  ’
‘  think of good tender things that we were working on  ’
‘  till now, i always got by on my own  ’
‘  too young to fall in love, guess we knew it all along  ’
‘  we are the youth gone wild  ’
‘  whatever you want, i’ll give it to you  ’
‘  what’s love got to do with it?  ’
‘  when i said that i love you i meant that i’ll love you forever  ’
‘  when i see you smile, i can face the world  ’
‘  where do we go now?  ’
‘  wherever you go, i’ll be with you  ’
‘  who knows how much further we’ll go on  ’
‘  why do we scream at each other?  ’
‘  words are like weapons, they wound sometimes  ’
‘  you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone  ’
‘  you feel so right  &  i could be wrong  ’
‘  you know i like my girls a little bit older  ’
‘  you know i’m a dreamer  ’
‘  you know there’s nowhere that i’d rather be than with you here today  ’
‘  you say i’m a dreamer, we’re two of a kind  ’
‘  you were the first to be the last  ’
‘  your love made me a prisoner, my heart’s been doing time  ’
‘  you’re all i need  ’

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Sam shook his head, chuckling breathlessly.

Only a week after selling his soul, one would think the elder Winchester would be less excitable.

Instead, he’d been running around, pulling the “dying” card every chance he’d gotten. This night, Dean had managed to convince a beautiful blonde to come back with him.

Which, of course, relegated Y/N and Sam to the Impala to continue their research. Y/N was in the backseat, curled up with her back to Sam and trying to sleep as he went through Dr. Faustus for the hundredth time.

Dean pulled the curtains closed almost violently, and Sam watched the silhouette of his brother peel the shirt from his new companion before they both disappeared from view.

Sam turned to face Y/N who was studiously not looking past her peripheral vision. “Hey,” he called, but she still didn’t look up. “You okay?”

“Peachy keen, Sam,” she said without emotion. “Now let me sleep.”

Giggling could be heard from the hotel room, and Y/N flinched. “Fucking…could they at least keep it down?”

“You could just tell him–”

“Oh, good, I’d love to be a giant cliche and tell him that I love him now that he’s dying.”

Sam laughed. “Yeah, well…at least you could be looking through the lore.”

“I’ve been staring at your laptop screen for eight hours and listening to Dean and his ‘oh I’m dying and so lonely’ speech for two. I’m done for today.”

The younger Winchester sighed. “Will you make me a promise, then?”

She grunted in response, and he took that as a yes.

“You’ve gotta tell him. I can’t handle it if you’re gonna be like this all the time,” Sam joked, turning back to his book.

That pulled a chuckle from Y/N, but then she was silent. After a moment more, she spoke, “I’ll tell him when we break his deal, alright?”

Sam wasn’t sure if she was trying to weasel out of the issue or if she was trying to comfort him. Everyone had been telling Sam that it was impossible, that Dean was hellbound and there was nothing to be done. Y/N hadn’t said anything so far one way or the other, and he hoped that he finally had someone on his side.

“I’ll hold you to that.”

She finally turned to face Sam with a half-hearted smile, which he saw in the rear view mirror. “It’s a deal, then.”

He laughed humorlessly. Then, his phone rang, and they were all on the road again.

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“It didn’t matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn’t heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house, with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.” -Jeffrey Eugenides.


On the second Sabbat of Twelfthmoon, in the city of Weep, a girl fell from the sky. Her skin was blue, her blood was red.

Her feet were bare, her mouth stained damson. Her pockets were all full of plums. She was young and lovely and surprised and dead.

The blue girl’s ghost gathered itself and perched, bereft, upon the spearpoint-tip of the projecting finial, just an inch above her own still chest. Gasping in shock, she tilted back her invisible head and gazed, mournfully, up.

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Holy Train, Not Soul Train

A/N: Ok, so here it is. This is the result of a crazy conversation amongst friends. We were sitting around talking about smut and this crazy idea popped in my head. After a fifth of whiskey (probably a little more) this is the result. Please beware of the warnings! And for the love of your parents, IF YOU ARE NOT 18 OR OLDER, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER.  All GIF’s are SFW but the text is definitely NSFW! Actually, there is only one GIF so that makes it easier.

Shout out to my girls ( @frenchybell @chelsea072498   @impala-dreamer,and @babypieandwhiskey) for pushing me to do this! Super shout out to @babypieandwhiskey for being my beta!!!!

@impalaimagining, just had to tag you… this was what I was trying to post when you bomb barded  me with your fic!!…had me all up in my feelings.. love your work though!

Hope y'all enjoy and happy reading!!

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PAIRING: Reader x Dean, Sam, Cas

WARNING: NSFW, SMUT SMUT SMUT… it is ALL in there! AGAIN, I ADD IF YOU ARE NOT 18 Y/O OR OLDER OR YOU DO NOT READ SMUT, PLEASE DO NOT READ FURTHER! I promise you I did not hold back on this one!



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Lost in a World of Color (1)

Summary: In a world where everyone only sees in black, life can be dull. That’s how Y/N Y/LN sees her life. She knows the only way she’ll see color is if she touches her soulmate. In a world with six billion people it’s near impossible. But all thoughts doubts leave when three men walk into her diner.

 Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel Novak, Reader 

Pairing: Sam x Reader 

 Word Count: 1,995

 Warning: A stalker like situation, a smudge of angst,  nothing to serious 

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 A/N: Thank @impala-dreamer for beta reading this! This is a short Sam soulmate!au series!

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Ever since you were a little girl, adults were constantly complimenting you on your eyes. They would always say how they were such a pretty shade of Y/E/C. You would always react by hiding behind your parents, your cheeks burning as continued to converse in conversation. Even to this day, people would stare directly into your eyes as you talked to one another. While they seemed to lose themselves in your eyes, you found yourself staring into gray dull eyes.

That’s all that you and anyone else who has yet to meet their soulmate saw. The whole world was black and white; not a damn color to be seen. It would remain like this until you and your soulmate touched, and seeing there were more than six billion people in the world, the odds were not in your favor. Everyone else you knew had no problem finding their other half. You however, were in your late twenties and have yet to find them. You often found yourself wondering if you were ever going to meet the person to brighten your dull life. Until then you’d just continue to live your life, taking one step at a time through this grey and monotone world.

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BOOKS READ IN 2015 | a great and terrible beauty by libba bray

“Shall I tell you a story? A new and terrible one? A ghost story? Are you ready? Shall I begin? Once upon a time there were four girls. One was pretty. One was clever. One charming, and one… one was mysterious. But they were all damaged, you see. Something not right about the lot of them. Bad blood. Big dreams. Oh, I left that part out. Sorry, that should have come before. They were all dreamers, these girls. One by one, night after night, the girls came together. And they sinned. Do you know what that sin was? No one? Pippa? Ann? Their sin was that they believed. Believed they could be different. Special. They believed they could change what they were–damaged, unloved. Cast-off things. They would be alive, adored, needed. Necessary. But it wasn’t true. This is a ghost story remember? A tragedy. They were misled. Betrayed by their own stupid hopes. Things couldn’t be different for them, because they weren’t special after all. So life took them, led them, and they went along, you see? They faded before their own eyes, till they were nothing more than living ghosts, haunting each other with what could be. With what can’t be. There, now. Isn’t that the scariest story you’ve ever heard?”

Girls Night Part 3

Title: Girls Night Part 3

Part 1    Part 2

Pairing: Dean x Reader (we’re getting there!)

Warnings: a few curses

Word Count: 1254

A/N: Okay so this is short because I’m going to keep their first date in one part. I’m a details freak so that will probably be kind of long. Also I 100% believe Dean would be this awkward if he really liked someone and wasn’t looking for a booty call…just go with me here. 

Sitting at the library table, Dean stared at the screen of his phone and fiddled with the slip of paper holding Y/N’s number.

Sam entered the library after grabbing some coffee. “Dude.” He noticed the slip of paper in his hand, he’d been carrying it around like a little kid since the other night. “Seriously? You still haven’t called her?”

Dean just looked at him.

“Hey, she gave you her number and usually that means she actually wants you to call her.” Sam sat down to resume what he’d been working on.

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I’ve been thinking about why Swan Queen is important to me…  

All the identity politics and the representation aside, what about it appeals to me?  I think of Regina Mills as a difficult woman.  Hard to love sometimes.  A lot of the times.  I don’t mean as an audience.  Clearly she’s fairly easy for a lot of people to love at a distance.  But she’s a sharp sarcastic, angry woman full of pain.  And our stories rarely tell us about women who are hard to love but are still loved.  And who love so deeply in return.  Emma Swan is a optimist who has been through hell.  She tries to seem jaded and street wise, but something in her nature also wants to see a better world and to see the good in people.  

Regina Mills is a romantic hidden under a shell of cynicism.

Emma Swan is a beautiful dreamer hidden behind a tough disbeliever.  

From very early in the series Emma wanted to understand what had made Regina the way she was, and from very early in the series Regina recognized Emma as someone who could see past her masks.

What I love about Swan Queen is the dreamer who pulled the romantic out of the darkness.  And the romantic who told the dreamer it was alright to be her own person when everyone else in her life including their son wanted to put her in a box.  

That both women said screw fate.

That’s what Swan Queen means to me as a story.

But it’s also bigger than that.  Because to me it means that it is alright to be a hard person to love.  That you don’t have to be perfect.  And that you don’t have to love perfect people.  It means that princesses can be sarcastic and yes it means they can fall in love with other princesses.  Because women like me are never in those princess stories.  Not just because I’m gay, but because I’m a difficult woman to love.  And because I fell in love with a dreamer who saw past my walls.  

All the discussions about representation matter.  They matter a lot.  But the story also matters.  I don’t just love Swan Queen because I’m gay and I see gay.  I love Swan Queen because it’s a story I love.  And it means a lot to me because it speaks to the little girl in me who never got to play with dolls or be excited by the princess thing because I was told I had to be strong and smart and that these things were meant to make me small.  And Emma and Regina tell me that those things don’t have to conflict with being tough and smart and prickly and difficult.

And I want that kind of story to tell my children since it wasn’t there for me.


 “ Shall I tell you a story? A new and terrible one? A ghost story? Are you ready? Shall I begin? Once upon a time there were four girls. One was pretty. One was clever. One charming, and one…one was mysterious. But they were all damaged, you see. Something not right about the lot of them. Bad blood. Big dreams. Oh, I left that part out. Sorry, that should have come before. They were all dreamers, these girls. “

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