#CarryOnCap updates

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HELLO FRIENDS!!

Wow. I’ve been on hiatus for a hot minute. 

What have I missed?! Have you read or written anything you’re obsessed with and think I should get caught up on immediately?? (Or does anyone even get on here anymore...? lol)

Just wanted to pop in and say hi!! Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to write anything in ages and, you know...life. But I’m looking forward to (hopefully) being around more and interacting with all of you again! Hope you’ve been well!

Using my tags below the cut because those are the individuals I used to interact with most (but please feel free to let me know if you don’t ever want me to tag you in anything again! haha)

Cap’s SPN Crew: @adoptdontshoppets​  @akshi8278​  @avanatural​   @alexwinchester23​  @chevyharvelle​  @deandreamernp​  @deangirl7695​  @deanwanddamons​  @dean-winchesters-bacon​  @fandomoniumflurry​  @hobby27​  @pisces-cutie​  @stoneyggirl2​  @supernaturalenchanted​  @superromijn​  @teelagurl558​  @thoughts-and-funnies​  @waywardnerd67​  @x-waywardaf-x​

CarryOnCap Crew (Forevers):

@abswritesfandoms​  @amanda-teaches​  @cosicas-cuquis​  @crist1216​  @droidyouseek​  @emoryhemsworth​  @ericaprice2008​  @flawless-disaster​  @janeyboo​  @jenn0755​  @ksgeekgirl​  @maresmiley​  @memyselfandmaddox​  @notyourtypicalrose​  @randomparanoid​  @sandlee44​  @scarletsoldierrr​  @shann-the-artist-moon​  @sheerioasteroidpanda​  @shynara51​  @someday-when-you-leave-me​ @tatted-trina6​  @thisismysecrethappyplace​  @torntaltos​  @waywardbaby​  @waywardrose13​  @weebid​  @whimsicalrobots​  @wintersoldierbaby​  @yesfanficsaremylife​

Cap’s Marvel Crew:

@amoonagedaydreamer​  @bangtan-serendipity @bubbabarnes @lilacs-with-lavender​  @mrsbbarnesrogers  @msgreenverse  @nomadstevergxrs​  @palaiasaurus64​  @scarlettsoldier​  @selina-kyle89​  @smokeandnailz​  @troublermalik​  @twittytelly​  @valkirsif​ 

@deanwinchesterswitch​ @moondancediner​ @ezilyamuzed​ @wonder-cole

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Hello loves!

I started work back at school this week and I am SO JAZZED to be back in a place that brings me so much joy and gives me a reason to get out of bed again 😅 (Oof, 2020– am I right?!)

In the whirlwind of new routines and such, I fell behind on notifications again. So thank you for all of the love and tags, welcome to friends who are new, and I will do my best to get caught up at some point today! Hope you’re all doing just dandy! 🤗✨

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Hello friends!

It’s been....more than a hot minute since I’ve been active on here. 😅 Life has been crazy, but I’m doing a little better and hoping to be around here a little more!

Thanks to all of you lovely souls who’ve continued to think of me and pop in my notifications even while I was MIA (especially looking at YOU @cosicas-cuquis @waywardnerd67 @deanwinchesterswitch 😉❤️)

What have you been reading? And creating? What new shows have you been obsessing over? I have a lot to catch up on, but feel free to pop in my inbox and say hello if you’re ever feeling up to it 🤘

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A Few Updates

For those of you waiting or wondering if maybe I’ve forgotten about you, I promise I haven’t! I wanted to give y’all a few quick updates:

I’m super behind on asks, fics to read, and other notifications, but I’ll work through those as soon as I can!

I have a couple random WIPs that are close to being done, so I’m hoping to post those soon :)

Had an idea for Miles of Memories that affects the plot a bit, so I’ve been working that into what I had originally mapped out. I’ll be checking in with my betas again soon, but I’m hoping to start posting that series next week! (*fingers crossed* 🤞😅🤗)

Also, the deadline for my Supernaturally Marvelous fic challenge was moved to January 31 if you’d still like to participate!

Thank you all for your patience. As someone who usually dives deep into Christmas beginning in September, this has been an especially difficult time of year with a loss I experienced this summer. It’s been weird and hard for me to accomplish much of anything lately.

Anyway! I’m still here, I’m still working, and I just wanted you all to know that I’m not intentionally ignoring anyone! I hope all of you lovely, badass, magical souls are doing well and taking care of yourselves during these wild times. More to come soon. ❤️😘

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Quick Update

Hello! I’m obviously doing a TERRIBLE job with work life balance, so I’m going to start doing “Tumblr Tuesdays” for myself (I may have already posted about that, I don’t remember!) in which I catch up on asks and notifications and hopefully read the wonderful fics y’all have been tagging me in! (P.S. hopefully writing too!)

Anyway, if y’all tagged me in stuff or think I missed something you’re SUPER proud of— please tag me again! And feel free to add a little “in case you missed it” note so I can keep track 😂 thanks to everyone who went out of their way and sent a little love my way this week!

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Miles of Memories- Masterlist

CarryOnCap’s Masterlist Miles of Memories Playlist 

Dean x reader series (Best friends to Lovers AU)

Summary: You and Dean were inseparable growing up, but life got in the way after you left for college. When you return home years later to celebrate two of your close friends’ engagement, you find yourself missing the way things used to be. With memories around every turn, will you and Dean find a way to be as close as you were? Or is everything about to get… complicated?

Each part is fairly long, but this one is all about the journey, friends. 😉 Warnings vary.

A/N: Several songs inspired this series, so I’m tying in a playlist for the first time! Each song will foreshadow or directly tie into the plot for each part.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

[The original moodboard :) I still adore it, but really fell in love with the new one featured at the beginning of this post. So have both.]

Updated 10/15/2021

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THE DEADLINE HAS BEEN UPDATED TO JANUARY 31st, 2021.

Sorry to those of you who were looking forward to the Masterlist being posted soon, but I’m behind on reading and I wanted to give those who were still working a little more time.

On the upside, there’s still time to participate! Send an ask if you’re interested so I know to keep an eye out, or just feel free to tag me if you finish something. 🤗 Already finish one? Feel free to write more and I’d be happy to include them on the Masterlist!

A Supernaturally Marvelous Fic Challenge

Calling all Supernatural and Marvel fanfic writers!

I don’t know about y’all, but writer’s block and lack of motivation have hit me harder than ever this year. It’s no secret that 2020 has been a giant crap show for a lot of people, but our precious fics and fandoms can be such a great escape from it all. In an attempt to spread some inspiration and feel good vibes, I wanted to make my follower celebration something that might help both writers and readers.

Below you’ll find all sorts of prompts (dialogue, songs, AUs, etc.) because you never know what might inspire you. Since we’ve all had a tough year, there’s a catch! You’ve got to give it a happy ending.

Make it fun. Make it sassy. Make it steamy. But for the love of ALL THAT IS GOOD AND HOLY please wrap it up nicely with good things and a “fluffy” bow. Cool? Cool.

Now, on to the rest:

Keep reading

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Six Feet Apart

CarryOnCap’s Masterlist

Summary: Dean is fed up with a lot of things about the Coronavirus and safety guidelines, but he’s got a compelling reason to follow them. Sometimes it’s funny what a little faith can do.

Warnings: Obviously everything surrounding the ‘Rona, mentions of terminal illness, some angst, some feels but a positive ending

A/N: @rileynicole1967​ requested a Dean x reader fic based on “Six Feet Apart” by Alec Benjamin. This is definitely not what you asked for because it took a weird turn, BUT it was very therapeutic for me to write and I still managed to give it the ending you asked for. So I appreciate the request more than you know :) 

[IF you happen to be curious about the inspiration behind this:   I’ve been in a rough place for quite some time-- hence my Tumblr absence. Not that the self-disclosure is really needed, but my grandma is in really bad shape with her cancer and I’ve been trying to make things work with a guy who very well could have been “The One” under non-’Rona circumstances. I’ve been caught in a terrible, anxiety-inducing middle between obviously wanting to date and spend time with a guy who is out in the world everyday, but only being able to do so much without risking my grandma’s health. Aaand kind of mine too. Stupid faulty meatsuit haha. Anyway. Life has been so stinking heavy but this helped a little.]

Keys. 

Mask. 

Wallet. 

Phone.

It was routine now. Dean had gone through the process so many times that his body practically went on autopilot as he grabbed the items on his way out of the motel room he’d checked into late last night.

There were days he thought the guidelines were frustrating, inconvenient, and even a little pointless. He knew he’d probably get the virus at some point anyway and he’d made peace with that. Maybe he’d be able to fight it off just fine, maybe he wouldn’t. But the chances of that happening were like anything else in life. Even if the world had managed to come to an eerie halt, that didn’t mean it applied to people like him and Sam who still had work to do. 

Although he knew he had everything he needed, he checked his pockets again just to be sure. If it were up to him, truthfully he wouldn’t even bother with the mask or the “social distancing” crap. 

But it wasn’t just about him anymore. And he couldn’t afford to take any chances.

Oh, I miss you most at six feet apart when you’re

Right outside my window, but can’t ride inside my car

And it hurts to know just how lovely you are

And be too far away to hold, but close enough to break my heart

I miss your smile

Feels like miles

Six feet apart

Dean pulled into a worn concrete driveway in front of a modest white house. The front porch, which he’d become quite familiar with lately, contained two cast iron chairs and a matching table. He’d never been inside, couldn’t risk the possibility of bringing the virus into her home if he’d unknowingly come into contact with it. While he was constantly on the road chasing cases, she only left the house for treatments, appointments, and intermittent trips to the porch when he could make it back to visit.

He sighed heavily, putting the car in park before turning to glare at the offending bit of fabric on the leather seat beside him. He hated wearing that stupid mask. Hated the way the material trapped each breath, circulating the warm air right back to his face. He hated how stuffy and suffocating it felt. Sometimes it even made him feel a little claustrophobic.

But she’d sewn it herself and given it to him so he could stop using t-shirts, bandanas, and any other piece of clothing he could find in his trunk as a makeshift mask each time he came to see her. Sometimes he struggled to keep in mind what a thoughtful gesture it had been. That having to wear it might be annoying, but it really wasn’t a big deal in the grand scheme of things. And if a stupid piece of fabric had even a small chance of keeping them safe, then he could deal with it for a few hours, couldn’t he? 

A few hours, he thought sourly. Nowadays they were lucky if they could even get that much time together. But he’d take what he could get.

Reluctantly, he grabbed the mask and looped the elastic bands around each ear. After fussing with the edges, trying in vain to make it fit comfortably, he let his head fall back against the seat in frustration. As he examined the space above him, sinking deeper into his ruminating thoughts, he began to wonder how much longer he could keep this up and if all of this was really worth it.

So far, so far, but so close

Like a star out in the cosmos

Can’t touch the beauty I see

That’s how it feels at six feet

It had been a while since the last time he’d been able to visit her. When the front door opened and two women emerged, he climbed out of the car and walked straight to his usual spot on the overgrown lawn. As he got closer and appraised her condition, he tried to conceal his reaction.

She looked rough. Despite the fuzzy robe she wore, he could tell how feeble her figure was beneath. Her movements were slow and deliberate, making him suspect she may have fallen again recently. He clenched his jaw, recalling how she’d been too weak to pick herself up last time and had remained on the floor until someone came to check on her the next morning. 

With help from the other woman, who he assumed was a new caretaker, she settled into the cushions on one of the chairs. Her chest heaved and her eyes fell closed as she took a moment to recover from the exertion of her short walk. When her eyes finally fluttered open, they were a stark contrast against her sallow skin.  

“Long time, no see,” she teased, her voice a hoarse whisper.

Dean nodded. “How’re you feeling today?”

“Can’t complain.”

In a way, he knew she was lying. He had a feeling she was having a rough day, but she was never one to complain. He had quickly learned that no matter what was going on in her life, she was the kind of person who worried about everyone else and put their well-being before her own. He wondered what kind of update the doctor had given her this time, but he was too afraid to ask.

“It’s so good to see you.”

Her gentle admission shook him from his thoughts. The edges of her eyes crinkled and he could just imagine the smile she wore beneath her mask. 

Space and time are interwoven

Well, at least that’s what we’re told

When I was young, I was suspicious, but it’s true

Time sticks like glue

I feel so blue

Here missing you

So I think I’ll build a time machine and go back to a time

When we didn’t need to measure six feet on the ground

When I came around

That’s not allowed

I can’t go back now

He’d never really been the relationship type. He hadn’t been looking for anything when their paths had first crossed, but there was something about her that had captured his interest. The more they’d gotten to know one another, the more he learned just how much they had in common. 

It had made him feel uneasy at first-- how easy she was for him to talk to. She rarely pressed him on anything and she had a way of making him feel comfortable even with the hardest conversations. They’d shared their life stories; their favorite memories, biggest letdowns, family dramas, and everything in between. After all of the monsters they’d each faced in their lives...this one was the deadliest and ugliest he’d ever had to face. And of all the people in the world who didn’t deserve to go through something like this, she topped the list.

Okay, sure, no one really deserved a death sentence. But didn’t it always make it worse that bad things always seemed to happen to good people? 

Dean had beaten leviathans and reapers. He’d taken out loads of vampires, ghouls, and ghosts. He’d ganked more angel and demon douchebags than he could count. But when he had asked her to let him help-- when he’d mentioned what Cas could do or offered to work with Sam to find a spell that might heal her-- she politely declined. She had simply thanked him and explained that it wouldn’t be fair to everyone else fighting for their lives like she was. That her life was in no way more important than anyone else’s. She’d told Dean sometimes these things just happen and have a little faith, you never know.

Dean had of course tried to argue, but he couldn’t quite put into words just how special she was. That she didn’t deserve this and he’d give anything to change their circumstances. At one point he’d even considered tracking down a crossroads demon and making a deal to switch places with her, but he knew she wouldn’t have wanted that. 

No matter how many times he tried to bring it up or how much he wished he could fight this one for her, there was nothing he could do to fight the monster slowly killing her from the inside out.

So, I miss you most at six feet apart when you’re

Right outside my window, but can’t ride inside my car

And it hurts to know just how lovely you are

And be too far away to hold, but close enough to break my heart

I miss your smile

Feels like miles

Six feet apart

It seemed like there was never enough time. They’d talked all afternoon and neither one of them were ready to say goodbye but, when she suddenly shivered, he knew it was time for him to leave. It wasn’t cold outside by any means, but it took a lot more to keep her warm these days.

He couldn’t help but linger a little longer, admiring her from where he still sat in the grass. Sometimes just being in her presence helped ease a little of the hopelessness he always seemed to grapple with. It was starting to take a toll on him-- not knowing if things would ever get better or if the world would ever return to some sense of normalcy.

What he wanted more than anything was to walk right up on the porch and wrap his arms around her. It didn’t make sense how much he ached to just be near her. He’d never admit it out loud, but it was almost physically painful how much he wanted to reach out and touch her-- to hug her, kiss her, or even see her smile without their stupid masks.

But she was barely holding on and he knew her body was fighting every moment of the day just to keep her alive. 

He hated wearing his mask. He hated how he could be so close to her and still feel so far away. He hated not being able to hold her and he hated that there didn’t seem to be an end or a solution in sight for the state of the world at the moment. He hated that she was dying and there was nothing he could do about it. And he especially hated the fact that the universe had to have a pretty damn cruel sense of humor to let him meet someone like her in a time like this. Even though he was fed up with feeling like he was stuck in another one of Gabriel’s twisted, incessant pranks...the thought of walking away and not having her in his life at all was far worse. 

So he took it one day at a time. He knew there was a chance he might get the virus at some point and usually he was ready to accept whatever cards fate dealt him. Maybe he’d be able to fight it off, maybe he wouldn’t. But she wouldn’t be able to. And he knew if he slipped up, if he somehow managed to pass it along, that that would be the end for her.

He hated a lot of things lately and he wasn’t sure if they’d ever really go away. But there wasn’t a doubt in his mind that every single inconvenience and moment of frustration was worth it for him to be able to spend time with her-- even six feet apart.

***

Dean was staring up at the ceiling, unable to fall back asleep. The nightmares didn’t come as often anymore but, when they did...well, they were no walk in the park. He let out a sharp breath, squeezing his eyes shut as he pushed the images of her sunken face from his mind.

The movement had jostled her, and he hugged her closer when she began to stir. He placed a gentle kiss on top of her head and she hummed softly as she nestled further into his chest.

When they were in the thick of it, it had been so hard to see a way out. To believe they’d be okay or ever have a shot at actually being together. To believe there would be an end to the virus or that there was any chance she could get better. 

Sometimes those dark days, when all hope seemed lost, felt like nothing more than a distant nightmare. But Dean refused to let himself forget. Maybe it was morbid, but every moment with her felt a little bit sweeter when he reminded himself of how grim those days had been and of everything they’d had to overcome. When he remembered everything she’d had to endure.

It was honestly a miracle that he was lucky enough to hold her in his arms like this. Everyone had asked him on numerous occasions if he’d done something, but even he didn’t have an explanation. He really didn’t care whether it was faith or something supernatural or even just one of life’s unexplained mysteries-- all that mattered was that she was healthy and alive. 

So he kept the memories of those days close and promised himself he’d never take the time he had with her for granted. They had made it through one of the darkest times in either of their lives and he had no doubt they’d face more in the future. But, with her by his side, he had faith they’d find a way to make it through those days too.

So far, so far, but so close

Like a star out in the cosmos

Can’t touch the beauty I see

That’s how it all feels to me

So far, so far, but so close

Like a star out in the cosmos

Can’t touch the beauty I see

That’s how it feels at six feet

CarryOnCap Crew (Forevers):

@abswritesfandoms​  @amanda-teaches​  @cosicas-cuquis​  @crist1216​  @droidyouseek​  @emoryhemsworth​  @ericaprice2008​  @flawless-disaster​  @janeyboo​  @jenn0755​  @ksgeekgirl​  @maresmiley​  @memyselfandmaddox​  @notyourtypicalrose​  @randomparanoid​  @rynabarnesrogers​  @sandlee44​  @scarletsoldierrr​  @shann-the-artist-moon​  @sheerioasteroidpanda​  @shynara51​  @someday-when-you-leave-me​ @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan​  @thisismysecrethappyplace​  @torntaltos​  @waywardbaby​  @waywardrose13​  @weebid​  @whimsicalrobots​  @wintersoldierbaby​  @wintersoldierissucharide  @yesfanficsaremylife​

Cap’s SPN Crew:

@adoptdontshoppets​  @akshi8278​  @alexwinchester23​  @deangirl7695​  @dean-winchesters-bacon​  @fandomoniumflurry​  @pisces-cutie​  @supernaturalenchanted​  @superromijn​  @waywardnerd67​  @x-waywardaf-x​

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Tag Lists and Updates

Y’all, I’m 40 away from 1K followers. WUT. Thank you so much, and I’m still playing around with a celebration idea!

Also, I have a lot of ideas floating around, so I wanted to try and get a little more organized with my tag lists. Below are the current tag lists I’ll be using. If you want to be added to a list or taken off, please send me an ask or reblog to let me know! I promise you won’t hurt my feelings any which way, because I know how overwhelming notifications can be. 

Thanks and love you all!

CarryOnCap Crew (anything I write)

Cap’s SPN Crew

Cap’s Marvel Crew

(I have separate tag lists for each series, so no worries if you were already part of Back to You, Dream a Little Dream, or Caught Up in You)

Tagging my forevers, mostly in case they want to be taken off my Marvel stuff :)

CarryOnCap Crew (Forevers): @ain-t-bovvered  @amanda-teaches  @anjiep24  @babyimp1967  @because-imma-lady-assface  @cassieraider  @castielisalreadysaved  @deangirl7695  @emoryhemsworth  @ericaprice2008  @fandomoniumflurry  @grace-for-sale  @growningupgeek  @hooked-onfandoms  @katsanders  @obsessivecompulsivespn  @olkathefoxi  @pickupthatamulet  @rosethesupernaturalhunter  @sandlee44  @sea040561  @sis-tafics  @waywardbaby  @waywardnerd67  @whimsicalrobots  @wonderfulworldofwinchester   @wonderfulwinchestersmut