#and then have my secret blog and my writing blog

[werecreature-addicted]

so i’m writing a poly monster smut on my side blog, slowly and surly getting it done, but i love your poly monster drabbles and asks

but poly monsters who take in reader whose been used as the town sacrifice, they don’t get why the towns doing it but help the people used as a sacrifice start a new life, until the reader who they keep as their own and treats them like royalty

Honestly being tied to a tree in the middle of the woods to be sacrificed to the monsters who prowled the forest after dark was not how you were hoping to spend your night. Nevertheless, here you were. before leaving the townspeople poured a warm sticky potion over your neck and body, it was a mixture of pheromones designed to lure the monsters to your location and mark you as a sacrifice meant to be slaughtered.

This is the first time you've ever been a human sacrifice and you're surprised by two things. Number one is how boring the whole thing is. You wait for hours your joints growing stiff as the seconds tick on into minutes then hours and nothing comes for you. Fear is a strong emotion, but it's hard to maintain for prolonged periods of time, you spend a lot of the night sore and bored. Number two thing that surprised you, you don't end the night as a mangled corpse.

It's a werewolf who finds you first, nose to the ground he creeps up and frees you from your ropes with one slash of his massive claws. The fear returns full force but you can't run, your limbs are too stiff to do more than stand shakily. The monster reaches out and touches your wrist gingerly. The ropes had rubbed your wrists raw and the flesh there was tender, but the monster is gentle as he ghosts the bad of his clawed finger over your injury.

"Poor thing," is all he growls before hoisting you up over his shoulder. The Werewolf moved slowly carrying you to safety. Other monsters come out of the shadows and trail after you in a little parade, whispering amongst themselves, about you. They'd never taken a human this deep into their lands like this before, but something about you was special.

Life with monsters deep in a secret kingdom is surprisingly easy to adjust to. You're treated like royalty, spoiled with anything your heart could desire, including but not limited to carnal pleasures. As it turned out there was a never-ending list of monsters in the woods who wanted nothing more than to ravish a cute human like you.

Monsters didn't believe in monogamy, love was to be shared. you were nervous at first when you started developing feelings for multiple monsters at once in the village. the last thing you wanted to do was cause trouble when they'd been so kind as to take you in like this. The only problem you ended up having was time management trying to schedule dates with all the monsters that wanted you. No one ever warns you how hard it is to plan and execute an orgy. your new life is just full of surprises.

[whimsyfinny]

He's a Winchester

Chapter 2

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: It's been a long time since (Y/n) and Dean's paths have crossed. Last time they saw each other it was ‘98 and they were young and living in the moment. Nine years down the Line, their paths cross again, but (Y/n)s longest kept secret is about to become Deans reality.

Slow burn (ish), mom!reader

Warnings: language, mention of toxic parenting/custody battle, angst, alcohol,

Chapter Word Count: 3471

MDNI 18+

A/N: here it is! I’m not gonna lie, this is going to be very slow burn at first, but don’t worry, you know me and you know how much juicy content I write so it’s definitely coming hahaha. I’m also trying to figure out a schedule for posting this, so hopefully I can upload two chapters a week.

A/N2: GUYS IT GOES WITHOUT SAYING but PLEEEEASE provide your age if you want to be added to the taglist and it isn’t in your blog. This story is tame now but it’s gonna get spicy, and my blog is strictly 18+. So pleeeeease save be a very long job and help a gal out. 

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Previous Chapter: Chapter 1

Chapter 2

I reached for the bottle of wine for the third time in the last hour and a half. I was sitting with Kat, pyjamas adorned, in the living room of mine and Levi's modest two bedroom house. For financial (and personal) reasons, our little house didn't follow current trends and looked more like something out of a popular 90s sitcom. The couch was comfy, the blankets were fuzzy, and a fresh pot of coffee was always brewing. Pictures embellished the walls of every milestone Levi had achieved; every birthday party, every new dirt bike, every new hairstyle. There were a few of Kat and I from over the years, going way back to when we first met back in ‘99 and both decided to rock platform heels on at the turn of the millennium - having tiny babies at the time didn't seem to stop us. Every single moment on these walls was a happy memory - something that I would treasure forever, yet there was something missing. There were no photos - or perhaps a scarce few - of my own parents, or of them with Levi, or of any extended family for that matter. The price I paid when I decided to have my son out of wedlock, at barely twenty years old, with a man who my family saw as a total stranger, is a price I'd pay every time in a heartbeat. Kat and Toby were our family now, and that was more than I could ever ask for. That was why the sheer possibility of Levi getting to meet his dad for the first time in, well, ever… it had my mind spinning. It was a scenario I'd dreamt of, late at night when I couldn't sleep and the burdens of life weighed me down. I conjured false memories in my minds eye of the pair of them fixing his bike on the drive or driving to school in the impala. I pictured us having breakfast together as a family and taking trips to the movies. Being together. Because no matter how many dates I went on, or how many frogs I’d kissed over the years, none of them were Levi's father.

None of them were Dean Winchester.

“Girl you have to reach out to him,” Kat walked in from the adjacent kitchen before slumping on the couch next to me, wine glass elevated to reduce spillage.

“Kat I could barely look at him today without feeling like I was going to have a heart attack - how the fuck am I supposed to talk to him?” I glanced at her with wide eyes, every nerve in my body on edge despite the wine and scented candles. Kat sighed. 

“You might never get this opportunity again, and we both know that if you don’t give Levi the opportunity to meet his father then you’re going to regret it for the rest of your life.” I held my breath, urging the raging storm in my mind to quiet down before letting the air gush from my lungs.

“Yeah I know. I just…I just never thought that this would actually happen, you know? I never thought that Dean would show up here. I figured Levi would eventually track him down when he was old enough to make that decision on his own. I have no idea how to even approach this.”

“Sure you do!” Kat beamed, a wicked glint in her eye, “you sit him down and say, ‘Hey Dean! Remember when we had sex in the back of that amazing car of yours nine years ago? Well, actions have consequences, and yours in eight years old and sitting in his science class right now.’”

I couldn't stop the grin from spreading across my face and I cackled when the bit of popcorn I threw landed in her wine glass.

“Bitch.”

I blew her a kiss in response to her insult. It didn’t take long though for the distraction to run its course and for my mind to return to its state of panic.

“But seriously, what am I going to say to him? What if I tell him, and he rejects us too, like my family did?”

Her smile softened.

“From everything that you’ve told me about that man, I highly doubt he’s going to reject you. Sure, he might not stick around permanently, but he sounds like the kind of guy that would stay in touch,” her softened smile turned to a stern stare, “but he’s only going to do that if he knows. He deserves to know he has a son.”

I took a long gulp of my wine. 

“Yeah, I’m going to tell him…” I paused, gnawing my bottom lip as I drew my knees to my chest, “it’s Saturday tomorrow so I’m not at work and Levi has two hours at the track. I can try to do it tomorrow, but I’m not sure if I’ll even be able to track Dean down in that time - I have no idea where he could be.”

“Hey, I’ll pick up Levi from Motocross - it’s been a few days since him and Toby have spent any proper time together anyway, just them two. Tobes’ has been dying to show him those brand new boots of his.”

We shared a smile. That’s the thing about Kat; she always had my back, no matter the situation.

“Thanks babes, I owe you one.”

She shook her head.

“No way - this is me returning the favour from when Toby’s dad decided to show an interest in his own child. I’m pretty sure my kid thought you were adopting him at one point from how much he stayed here,” I laughed, remembering the camp bed I bought especially for Toby, along with all the extra duvet sets and boxes of cereal I’d had to purchase for the best part of half a year.

“He’s a good kid, and honestly he and Levi entertained themselves for most of it.”

There was another pause in the conversation as I recounted how difficult it had been for Kat when David had shown up, insisting on being a part of Tobys life despite zero contact since his son was born. They’d argued over custody, over which school he went to, the clubs he attended. Even his hobbies were on the line, with David wanting him to play football despite Toby already being involved down at the track with the bikes. The stress caused Kat to lose weight and sleep, and she nearly lost her job over it all when she kept falling asleep at her desk. I’d lost count of how many times she’d cried in my arms. Cried over a man who thought that practically owning his son was his God given right despite being an absent father, and I think that is what scared me the most. That I would feel the same wretched things that she felt, and the waves of disappointment that crashed over her time and time again when false promises were made. It took her months to settle on an agreement due to David's behaviour, and Toby finally sees his father, albeit only for one weekend a month. It's better than nothing, but certainly not worth the fight that was fought with blood, sweat and tears. 

I hope from the bottom of my heart that Dean takes the news well, and doesn't leave us in the dust like he does in my worst nightmares.

It had taken me around thirty minutes to track down Dean. Well, to at least find the impala. It's common knowledge that if you find that car, Dean isn't far away. I’d parked my truck two spaces down, and luckily we were within walking distance of my favourite café, Jolenes’. It was my safe space. The place that I would finally tell him about Levi.

I pulled the sleeves of my soft cardigan down over my hands to stop myself from chewing nervously on my nails. Leaving the safety of my truck, I paced over to the black Chevy and stood by it, determined to speak to Dean as soon as possible. I knew that if I had stayed sitting behind my own wheel, there was a huge chance that I'd chicken out and just drive away. As I waited I checked over the car in front of me, admiring how he still kept it spotless after all these years. Unable to stop myself, I let my gaze drift over to the backseat, the events that unfurled on the soft leather racing to mind. I pulled my lip between my teeth, unable to resist the replay of memories.

“You have good taste in cars.”

I practically launched out my skin as the voice came from behind me. I could hear the amusement in his voice from a few feet away. I spun on my heel and our eyes locked, the charming grin slipping slightly from Deans’ lips when he realised it was me. The playfulness in his features quickly softened, a true, genuine smile now gracing his lips.

“Dean…” I suddenly felt breathless, but despite my nerves I returned his smile in kind.

“It's good to see you (Y/n),” he stepped forward and pulled me into his arms, enveloping me in his entirety. I closed my eyes as I hugged him back, wrapping my arms around his neck and taking a deep breath, my brain tingling at his familiar scent.

“You too, Dean. It's been too long.”

After a moment we released each other and Dean stood up straight, smiling at me again with a soft twinkle in his eye. We both flinched slightly when someone cleared their throat and he took a step back. 

“Oh, uh, (Y/n), this is Sam, my younger brother,” he patted the shoulder of the young man standing beside him, and I instantly recognised him from the dessert parlour. He was tall, taller than Dean even, which was one hell of an accomplishment, and his face held a similar boyish charm to Deans. Yet he looked softer around the edges, like he hadn't been hardened by life too much yet.

“It's a pleasure, I'm (Y/n). I've known you're brother for a while,” I smiled as I shook his hand, taking note of the rough calluses beginning to form on his palms. “He used to talk about you all the time, apparently you're the smart one of the family,” with a grin and a quick glance at Dean, I tested the waters with humour. If he laughed or took the blow like a champ, now was a good time to talk to him. Sam chuckled, squeezing my hand slightly in his before letting it go. 

“Ouch… (Y/n), sweetheart, aren't you supposed to be on my side here? Y’know, with our history and all…?” he feigned hurt with a hand on his chest before his lips twitched up and he shot me a wink.

“I mean… she's not wrong,” Sam laughed, dropping his hands lazily into his pockets.

“Hey, I'm just going on what you told me, Dean. Don't hold that against me,” I grinned at them both, unsure of what to do with my hands so I crossed them across my chest.

A small breath of silence passed between us, Deans’ gaze holding mine with an intensity that made me want to look away. I didn't. Sam cleared his throat again, clapping his hand to Deans’ shoulder before taking a step back.

“I'll, uh, give you guys a few minutes,” and with an appreciative nod from Dean, Sam gave us some space. With his younger brother gone, my heart began to flutter in my chest. The time to break the news was getting closer, and my nerves were on edge. On fire.

“So,” he started, taking a step closer with a deep breath, “how's it going? How long has it been?”

“Nine years,” I was almost too hot on the mark, my words coming out faster than I'd intended and Dean blinked slightly. I sighed, looking down. “There's been a lot going on, and honestly, I've really needed you at times. You're a hard man to find Dean Winchester.” 

“I'm sorry, sweetheart,” his brows pinched apologetically and he reached for my hand, tracing my knuckles with his thumb. I took a deep breath and met his gaze again.

“Do you… do you have some time? I need to talk to you. It's important, and if I don't do it now, I don't know if I'll get another chance.” 

He nodded slowly, giving my hand a squeeze, releasing it hesitantly with a slight wince to his features.

“Uh oh,” he said, “am I in trouble?”

I laughed, the sound light off my chest.

“Oh Dean,” I reached up to touch his face, and his instinctive reaction was to lean into my palm, “you don't know the half of it.” 

The walk to the café had been pleasant. We chatted about what we'd been up to since we last met - Dean revealing he was still in the same line of work and had travelled around a lot, never really settling down. There was something about that nugget of information that made my stomach twist in knots. He learnt I was still a receptionist, this time at the local garage  instead of the large dealership I had scored before. He asked why I'd changed, to go to something smaller, lesser, and my silence urged him to wait until we were at our destination. He knew I was anxious, and he did his best to keep conversation light and breezy until the time was right. To an untrained eye he was unphased, yet I could tell from the lip nibbling and flitting gaze that he was nervous too.

Do you think he's already guessed it?

The bell jingled as we walked in, the two baristas looking up and instantly greeting me with a wave and a smile.

“Hey (Y/n)! Your couch is free,” the first barista, a young man around my age with soft blond curls waved to me across the counter, his brilliant grin making me smile with a comforting familiarity. “Your usual?”

“Yes please! Thanks, Jake,” I returned the friendliness, stepping around the tables until we arrived at my favourite spot.

“And for your… date?” He gestured to Dean, who was now shrugging off his leather jacket, “what can I get for you pal?” 

Dean hesitated, before just holding his hands up.

“Uhhh, I don't know, I guess I'll have what she's having.”

With our hot beverages on their way, I sat down in my usual nook in the corner whilst Dean sat down opposite, in that same plush armchair that Kat had sat in yesterday. Where Kat had been swallowed by the chair and its all-consuming cushions, Dean had the opposite effect. He made the chair look small under his broad form, like it was made for a child. There were a few moments of silence, neither of us really knowing where to start. So I bit the bullet.

“Dean… before I tell you anything, just know that I've been trying to get hold of you on and off for years. Your number always seemed to go to voicemail and I never got a call back. So please just… know I tried.” 

I looked up and he was totally engaged, already hanging off every word I said as he leant forward, his elbows on his knees. Our attention pulled away from each other briefly as our coffees arrived, hand delivered by the second barista - a woman a few years older than myself with a jet black pixie cut.

“Thanks Emily, you're an angel,” I grasped the mug before she even had a chance to put it on the table and clutched it in my lap, letting the warmth seep through my palms to help soothe my nerves. 

“No worries babes, you two have fun,” she looked between Dean and me with a playful smirk, throwing me a wink before she turned around. 

Great, the gossip starts now.

I turned back to Dean who was now sitting on the edge of his seat. I took a deep breath.

Do it now.

“Dean, I have a son.”

I watched his face twitch slightly, almost like it dropped in disappointment, however it was so fleeting across his features that it was hard to tell. He pulled a strained smile onto his lips.

“(Y/n) that's great, I'm happy for you,” he looked down at his boots briefly, choosing his next words, “I guess this is you telling me to stay away, huh? Now that you have a family and all. It's ok, I get it.”

I shook my head, placing my cup on the table so I could pull myself to sit on the edge of the couch, almost mirroring Dean.

“No, no Dean, that's not- look, what I'm saying is…” another deep breath, “you, have a son.”

I watched his eyes go wide, unsure if he heard me correctly.

“What?” His voice was breathy.

I looked down into my mug for a second, choosing my words. 

“I have a little boy; he's eight, his name is Levi…and he's yours, Dean. He's your son.”

I dared to look up at him, watching his eyes go wider and his mind empty of thoughts. Either that, or his mind is racing so fast that it's left his body on standby. I gave him a few minutes to process the news. Or at least process it the best he could as it would likely be days or weeks before this fully sunk in. Nervousness prickled at my own skin, my worst fears of rejection bubbling to the surface again at his silence. I sighed.

“It’s ok, Dean, I’m not expecting you to-”

He stood abruptly, stepped over the coffee table and pulled me to my feet, wrapping his strong arms around me in a crushing grip. His arms were so tight that it almost winded me, yet I returned his embrace. The feeling of his lips on the top of my head surprised me as he kissed my hair, the sensation warm and comforting. He placed one, two more kisses before he cupped my face in his large hands, his rough palms gentle against my cheeks as I locked eyes with him. The sight was beautiful. The annoyance and exasperation that I expected to be met with was nowhere to be seen, and I saw no shadow of negativity within those evergreen eyes. All I saw was love. Pride. Joy. Excitement. The relief washing over me felt the same as climbing into your nice, warm comfy bed when on the brink of exhaustion. 

“I’m a dad?” his voice cracked slightly whilst his eyes shimmered.

I nodded as a grin erupted across his face, followed by an airy, almost unbelieving chuckle.

“Holy fuck, (Y/n)-”

“You’re not mad?” my voice was quiet.

“What?” Dean looked at me as though I’d grown a second head, “of course not. Why would I be mad?”

“Because it’s been nine years since we last saw each other, and suddenly this woman who you’ve not spoken to in nearly a decade drops the biggest truth bomb on you. A truth bomb  that I know you definitely weren’t expecting,” I try to step back but he pulls me in for another hug, squeezing the air out of me a second time.

“(Y/n), sweetheart, this is the best bit of news I’ve had in a long, long time.”

I smiled into his chest, freeing my arms to wrap them around his neck and pull him down into a hug of my own. We stood for a moment in our embrace as the coffee shop busied around us. I knew this shop and I knew this town and people would soon start to talk, start to try and figure out Dean: like who is he? How does he know (Y/n)? Why are they acting so familiar? Is he trouble? But that was all unimportant rubbish that I would deal with later. Right now, Levis father was here, and he knew. For the first time in my adult life I felt like I wasn’t keeping some devastating secret from an incredible man, and it was like I could breathe again. 

Pulling away from Deans’ bear hug, I tucked the wisps of hair away that had come loose from my claw grip and grinned up at him, reaching for his hand. I held it in mine as I swayed slightly on the spot, like an excited schoolgirl who’d just been asked on her first date. Dean smiled down at me, the sort of smile that shone on top of the world.

“So…” I started, biting my lip slightly.

“Do you want to meet your son?”

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[deadghosy]

Hihi is it okay if you write how the Slytherin boys would react to their female s/o being really good at singing and tries to hide it but eventually they catch their s/o and their a little shy abt it but eventually get comfortable singing in front of the boys please? Love ur writing btw!!💗

‎ ♬ ₊.🎧⋆ ‎♪ ⋆⁺

𝐒𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐬/𝐨

A/N: also, thank you for loving my writing! I try to make sure it’s enjoyable for everyone <3 hope you come back to my blog for more enjoyment! Enjoy your request anon.

Tom Riddle

Bro’s practically the shadows

He caught you quick when you tried to sing to yourself, honestly he’s reaction is probably just a raised brow and a small smile.

Either way he slowly, but surely made sure you were comfortable to sing infront of him.

And when you did sing to him, his eyes softened. He loved that you were more comfortable

Mattheo Riddle

Try to hide that you can sing good. Just try cause he know when people got secrets. So the minute you think you’re safe to sing, you’re not.

He caught you red handed and was smiling like a a damn child on the first day of Christmas. He praised you and your singing because he wanted to encourage you a lot to sing to him.

Which worked as you started sing to him softly when it was just a “you and him” day

Theodore Nott

When he heard you singing, he froze.

You literally have the voice of an angel..he couldn’t believe it. He soon realized that you were mostly shy to sing infront of him and others

So he made sure you took it a step at a time to sing more confidently in front of others like him and his friends

Lorenzo Berkshire

When he caught you off surprise, he felt in love with you more to found out you are talented with singing

He encouraged you to keep singing

And when you got comfortable to sing more in front with him, he smiled happily and applauded for you

Definitely asks you to sing him to sleep

[zepskies]

Podcast Interview With Idling in the Impala: "Y/N and Let Y/N…"

Here we go! Sandra and Kasey, the lovely hosts of @idlingintheimpalapodcast — the podcast for all things SPN and fanfiction — invited me on the pod for an interview…

We chatted about Dean Winchester and Jensen Ackles’ early roles, the best and worst seasons of SPN, the joys and pains of writing Soldier Boy, and much, much more.

That’s right, there be some hot takes coming in this convo, and I had an absolute blast with these two! (And like I said in Sunday's announcement, I’m also putting my name and my voice out there for the first time! 😆)

So if any of that sounds interesting, feel free to dive in!

(**Important Note: Just to preface, we recorded this back in June, so it was before I posted certain stories or even started developing Lost on You. It was also when Tumblr activity/engagement was going through a spring/summer slowdown lol.

Links to all the fics and podfics we mentioned are at the end of this post.)

Have a listen: ⤵️

Interview Timestamps –

(Plus fic recs, SPN writer shoutouts, and more!)

1:44 – Who’s your guy: Sam or Dean?

3:35 – Getting into Supernatural for the first time (and seeing “Deanisms” in Jensen’s early roles).

10:15 – We debate the best and worst seasons of SPN: talking Mary Winchester, the British MOL, MOC Dean vs. Demon Dean, Chuck/God villainy, “jump the shark” moments, and that ending.

30:29 – Favorite SPN characters besides Sam and Dean.

32:34 – Writing fanfiction, joining Tumblr, and writing reader inserts vs. OCs.

38:05 – To “Y/N” or not “Y/N,” and the power of 2nd person. (**Disclaimer: Despite my hot take on this, I’ve loved a lot of stories by authors who use Y/N in reader insert stories.

Also, if I’m remembering the book You and its characters incorrectly forgive me, it’s been like 5 years since I read it lol.) 

51:00 – Favorite fanfic tropes in romance, the joys and challenges of writing Soldier Boy (AKA: the Original Asshole), and attempting to humanize Ben in Break Me Down.

Shoutout to @deans-spinster-witch always for giving me the inspiration to write BMD. 💚

Why We Love The Boys – A review of Supes Ain’t Always Heroes

1:07:57 – Engaging with readers, tips on increasing engagement, optimizing your Tumblr blog, writing schedules and processes, and incorporating reader feedback into stories.

1:26:38 – Sandra graciously narrated Midnight Espresso (Dean Winchester x Plus-sized Latina!Reader). We chat about what sparked the idea for the ME-verse, self-representation in fanfic, feeding Dean, loving Dean, and writing about culture and ethnicity in the fandom space.

1:38:26 – Chatting about the inspirations behind Smoke Eater, a firefighter!Dean AU; law enforcement procedurals, House MD, and researching for stories.

1:44:30 – Which Jackles character is the easiest or most fun to write?

1:47:39 – The challenges of writing Sam vs. Dean.

1:53:15 – Shoutouts! To some of my favorite SPN authors. I could only remember a few people off the top of my head (stupid me), but I love all of you!!

@waynes-multiverse @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior @luci-in-trenchcoats @rizlowwritessortof @waywardxwords

@deanwinchesterswitch @deanbrainrotwritings @deanwritings @spnbabe67 @thatonewriter15

@justagirlinafandomworld @kaleldobrev @artyandink @princessmisery666 @wayward-dreamer (– and many more.)

2:00:40 – How I came up with my username.

2:05:04 – Kasey’s Secret Question…

2:07:38 – Advice to fanfic writers and creatives for inspiration and/or wisdom.

2:16:35 – Sandra and Kasey’s lovely outro: self-representation in fandom, escapism, diverse voices, and more. (“Reach out a hand. Touch somebody. …Not like that.”)

📖 Fics Mentioned:

Sandra: @talltalesandbedtimestories -

Some Sunny Day Series – Dean Winchester x OFC - (I'm in the process of reading this entire series and it's been a joy to read! 💜)

Past Due – Dean Winchester x Reader

The Iceman Cometh – Dean Winchester x Reader

Cowboy Canter (Original Fiction) – Inspired by cowboyish Dean/Jensen.

Kasey: @sam-is-my-safe-word -

English Cottage-verse – Sam Winchester x Reader (I've read it and it's fantastic! 💜)

(K)not for sale – Soldier Boy x Dean Winchester

Alex (Zep/Me) -

Break Me Down – Soldier Boy/Ben x F. Reader

Midnight Espresso (& the Series Masterlist) – Dean Winchester x Plus-sized Latina!Reader

Dream With Me – Dean Winchester x Plus-sized Latina!Reader

Smoke Eater – Firefighter!Dean Winchester x F. Reader

Every Second Counts – Russell Shaw x F. Reader

🎙️ Stories/Podfics Sandra has narrated for me:

Podfic Playlist

And please remember to check out all the other awesome interviews, narrated podfics, and fun topics covered by Sandra and Kasey on the Idling in the Impala Podcast!

[userwoosan]

Also im thinking of...merging a bunch of my blogs

[jewelstole]

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[i-like-books-and-women]

Okay so I haven't listened to the book in the past couple days but there's this line from one of Zach's chapters that I can't stop thinking about cause it's like "good God that's so fucked" he says something along the lines of "I might have to work to transition from cute to hot but Rubens already there" and potentially in the same line but also maybe not cause I don't remember he says something close to "I have to make the switch from cute to hot if I want to have a career" which is like? Like it's so gross dude. Zach and Angel are barely 18 like tf- like yeah sex sells but Jesus christ what in the fuck. And then like the internalized issues?? Like it's not quite the same vein it's similar tho. I've always been "the fat kid" since I was in elementary school and let me tell you comparing your body to your friends' is literally the quickest way to start resenting them and hating yourself. Quite literally chorus was kinda pitting them against each other and started instilling body image issues in very impressionable teenagers and then was like *surprised Pikachu face* when they were all starting to show signs of depression and anxiety and started fighting and started doing dumb shit and drugs to try and cope.

[thetarttfuldickhead]

And summer turns to autumn and it’s after practise and when Keeley steps into the dressing room she doesn’t bother with the conceit of averting her eyes. She did knock.

Jamie’s changed and talking to Bumbercatch; he perks up as Keeley enters and rises to greet her with a quick hug before calling vaguely in the direction of the coaches’ office, “Keeley’s here!”

Roy appears quickly enough, all in black (hell’s not frozen over yet) but looking as loose as he ever does for all of that; he too steps up to her for a hug.

“You look great,” he says, and she presses her thanks onto his cheek, a chaste kiss. She does look great, this dress is killer on her.

“Um, what about me?” Jamie demands, and at first she thinks he’s talking about the kiss, but no, he’s looking at Roy, eyebrows expectantly raised.

Roy gives him a slow, sceptical once-over, pointedly taking in the colours, the shorts, the everything. “You… look like you.” 

Jamie’s grin is equal parts smug and teasing. “So, amazing then. Thanks, Roy.” A wink in Keeley’s direction and she giggles at that, reaching out to grasp his hand. 

Roy rolls his eyes (again: hell not frozen over), but as Keeley takes his hand too, and as Jamie falls into step, he doesn’t particularly try to hide the small smile lurking in the corner of his lips.

Keeley loves them. “Come on, then,” she says, and she tugs them forward, and they go.

(Behind them, the lingering scent of Lynx and Keeley’s flowery perfume, and a hushed silence that stretches and stretches as player looks to player, until Dixon eventually asks, “So, are they… Do we know… ?”

Isaac shakes his head. “Better not to ask, bruv. It’s their thing and none of our business.”)

[arsene-fixates]

Hello!!!

I’m Arsene!! I go by they/them pronouns, I’m 18+ and I’m chinese ^_^

I interact from @/milkmallow28 but it’s only for reblogs

Currently I’m awfully fixated on The Informant (as you can tell from my blog) so you’ll see many many drawings, analysis and me simply talking about our relationship :3

By the way, you should go follow My best friend in the WWW (Whole Wide World) | my stimboard blog <3

F/Os, DNI and Notes under the cut!

Main Romantic F/Os

♡ The Mysterious Informant (Seekers Notes)

♡ Matsuno Karamatsu (Osomatsu-San)

♡ Wilhelm Adler (OC)

(Wilhelm belongs to @/raininmytea and they are the ones that made my pfp and banner too!)

Secondary F/Os

♡ #sitting by the rain 🌧️

♡ Silver Mask (Chef & Friends)

Couple things to note!!

I’m not comfortable sharing my f/os because i selfship to cope!! so if you do have them on your list or if you are close with mutuals who have them, I most likely won’t follow you back

I also talk about Seekers Notes on this blog :3

Tags

#art tag!! <- my art ^_^

#my writing 💌 <- writing that I rarely do

#arsene-blogging <- I speak here

#「Love Note Unfolded in Secret」 <- my relationship with Informant

#Informant Under A Microscope <- Informant analysis!!

#S/I: Mellilla <- for my Seekers Notes self insert

Do Not Interact If:

you fit the basic dni

if you share my F/Os

Proshipper

Comshipper

Age up characters or age down self insert

fully NSFW blogs

[jessicas-pi]

I was reading through your Director’s Cuts, and I think you’re brilliant. Do you have plans to write or are you currently writing original works?

Oh my gosh, thank you so much! That's so incredibly kind of you to say. :)

Actually, yes! I do have a couple original works I'm writing and hope to self-publish someday. (The reason I haven't talked much (or, like, at all) about them on this blog is that this is my ✨secret fanfiction writing alter ego blog✨ and I've been doing my original works under a different pen name.)

[bananatemilkshake]

How do I tell you people that I have no interest in tsp anymore? Like, the fandom is fun and I love the people I made friends with in there but I just don't feel as hyped about the contents and arts like the first year I found out about this game. Might still draw something related to tsp once in a full moon but ehhhh

[words-be-upon-ye]

There are a couple tropes I really love in the space of Miraculous Ladybug fan works, but quite possibly my favorite is when the miraculous holders just get creature from using their powers.

Like yeah, I would say that hosting the power of an abstract concept given sentience, that got shoved into the shape of an animal and bound to a piece of jewelry, would kinda mess with your body a bit.

The little bit of this we get in canon is basically that Adrien loves being a cat and the whole Tikki munches incident.

But I love it when people give them ears and wings and tails, give them eyes that aren't quite human anymore. Fuck with their gender and their sense of body. Sometimes it's body horror, sometimes it's just aesthetic. Love it either way.

I just think it's so fun, a lot of the time it's combined with the like "when a holder and the kawami really respect and bond with each other there's nothing that can be done except having magic bleed into the holder" I think that's fun, but also just making the animal of the kwami a bigger deal is fun. Like if you're going to make it a ladybug you might as well give her wings and antenna and mirrored eyes.

[catgirlxox]

does anyone else hesitate to post their work due to the very slim possibility that your concepts will be stolen or am I insane

[onlyasimp4-2dbitches]

Why is it so hard for some ppl to respect privacy lmao

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

STS time! (No pressure tho)

All your characters got arrested, oh no! What crimes did they commit to land them in jail (and which ones could talk their way to freedom)?

Thanks for the ask! So glad I managed to make it here before midnight.

Let's categorize these. You said all characters so this is a long one. Every character of importance in TSP. Not just the core cast. But I'm not doing minor characters lol. And SOTL isn't developed enough I'm not going too crazy with this.

Also I'm likely to be vague about the specifics of the arrest to get the sense of their personalities. Also I think I'll include a few arrests now that I think about it. Thanks!

All of it is under the cut. Uh sorry I picked a lot of characters.

Least likely to break the rules

Carmen - her whole thing is doing things The Way They Are Supposed To Be Done. She would have to be driven to quite the breaking point. She's extremely loyal, more so than people think. So if it comes between her and her loyalty she may just break the law out of loyalty. Could she talk her way out of freedom? Eh she'd yell but she'll need help. If she managed to get the upper hand and control the situation maybe but I doubt it.

Noelle - similar to Carmen though with an intense loyalty mainly through blood family, but her problem is following the law. May be arrested if she oversteps her power. She could be pushed for murder. Could not talk her way out. Punch, sure.

Lexi - I think this poor girl would cry if she were arrested. Also a loyalty thing to push her, but it would be a long time coming. In a state of emotional turmoil she may do something drastic. Actually I know she will. Could be pushed for murder. Can talk her way out if she manages to calm down.

Akash - probably would have a crisis if arrested too. If pushed really far could get into a physical fight but honestly it would be hard getting him arrested. He could easily talk his way out. Probably by annoying someone.

Gabriel - oh man. He's arrested because it's someone else's fault. He would never intentionally. He probably caved enough to help a little bit but then got over his head and got arrested for kahoots. Probably could talk his way out.

CJ - more easily coerced to do illegal things than Gabriel but it also will be for helping someone else. Could talk his way out.

Hye-Jin - if someone provoked her she will provoke back, so that's a prerequisite. Something personal probably came up and she was defending someone. Doing the right thing kind of deal. Probably could not talk herself out.

Kelsey - same as above but she will definitely get physical and lose control of her powers. Could not talk herself out but if calm she could complain up a storm.

Would do something illegal

Gwen - won't consider breaking the law unless she has personal stake in it. That being said she would steal something. Maybe even something classified. If possible, she can use others weaknesses to get out of a situation. It has to be just right for her.

Jedi - mans would break the law more if he wasn't so conflict adverse. He wants to uproot the system trust me. If he manages to crawl out of the hole he has dug himself, that. I don't think he could talk himself out.

Robbie - probably vigilante justice. Yes he could talk his way out. Even annoy his way out.

Teo - could be arrested for anything honestly. If dedicated he will just do things on a whim with no regard for the law. Could talk himself out I think.

Wade - also vigilante justice. Probably trying to expose a corrupt government. Could talk himself out.

Issa - you'd think she would never break a rule but she will. If she's pissed off enough. If you get her to that point run. Capable of seriously injuring you. Could talk her way out.

Carla - what she needs is a confidence boost and then she'd easily be able to break the law. She would do something relatively minor, no violence involved, usually for another person's benefit. She'd try to talk her way out but 50/50 if it works.

Ewan - has the confidence to break the law but he wouldn't want to do it alone I feel. A sense of justice seems to be common in this section. Might be able to talk his way out, surprising many.

Tyler - yeah he would break the law if something was stupid. The kind of person who would break a law for the sole purpose of proving how dumb it was. Probably could talk his way out of it.

Anathi - would break the law because he hasn't exactly interacted with people before. He doesn't know what's going on other than that it doesn't sound right. Could not talk his way out.

Raissa - well I mean she has murdered and kidnapped and overthrown a government for herself so. Yeah she could be arrested for those things. I'd say she be able to talk herself out of it. But some things you cannot talk yourself out of.

Atsila - yeah extortion or trying to overthrow a government sounds right. She's confident she did the right thing and will be able to talk her way out of it. She cannot

Liam - bro could overthrow the government and be able to talk himself out of it. But honestly he's more likely to do smaller scale things. Could break into places or maybe spy.

Xitlali - same as Liam only she'd actually decided to overthrow the government

Love rule breaking

Rose - the girl has been emotionally repressed for years she has a lot of steam to burn. Probably could just be graffiti though. I think she has it in her to talk herself out of the situation.

Niri - honestly I don't think he'd be caught. He's so unassuming but he has a huge rebellious streak. Would take a lot of rule breaking to get him caught. Might be persuaded to break a bigger law which would get him caught. He can't speak orally but has the potential to "talk" himself out if he's given the means.

Maddie - physically attacking someone for sure. Maybe something really bad due to her shapeshifting abilities. So many animals are deadly. She won't feel any guilt. She'd try to defend herself. Could not talk out of a situation.

Ash - she'd break the law in pursuit of her own pleasure. Drugs, doing other crimes to get drugs. I can't imagine the mess she'll be as an adult let alone now. Could not talk her way out. Psychic powers may be activated.

Parker - he'll break the law because he's bored. Get arrested for the thrill. Can 100% talk himself out of most situations.

Jazlyn - slightly more bothered than Parker about getting arrested but she had fun doing it. More likely to be for an emotional reason if it's really bad though. She'll deny it. Yes she can talk herself out.

Sam - probably she got emotionally compromised and lashed out at something. Maybe also was doing it for a thrill ride to cover something bothering her. Honestly could talk herself out of the situation once she calms down.

Alex - less bothered than Sam for sure. May bring a few friends in, too. Will have so much fun doing it she won't think of the consequences. Could talk herself out of it unless she's unfamiliar with the law she broke.

Hope this was good and if you read this far thank you??? This is also a good resource for ME because I definitely need more arrests in Part Three specifically.

[technicalthinker]

CONSPIRACY THEORY TIME FOR SONIC PRIME S3'S PACING ISSUES+ MISSING 8TH EPISODE

Maybe they had another final act planned for s3, taking place after the big fight against Nine in the Grim (for example fighting the council), but they ended up cutting/rewriting it. So instead they expanded on the battle to pad out the season but still had to cut a whole episode. Thats why we only got 7 episodes.

Alternatively they had to cut an episode bc of outside forces - couldnt do the ending they wanted, fluffed up the middle instead. Maybe it happened late enough in the production so they couldn't do massive rewrites.