#assbutt watches sherlock

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1x1) just finished episode one and I already ship johnlock :>

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8 shows to get to know me

thanks for the tag @dwcas 😊💙

Black Sails (this was my whole personality before SPN)

Miranda (my comfort show)

Pushing Daisies (just love everything about this. Really one of the most special and creative shows out there)

Derry Girls (I'm fond of the Irish & this show is hillarious)

Halt & Catch Fire (One of the best written shows I have ever seen. Incredible character studies)

The X Files (well, this is just big ol nostalgia because I grew up on this show but it still holds up! And it's gorgeously shot)

Ted Lasso (watched this last year on a whim & adored it)

Grace & Frankie (granted first couple of seasons were way better than what came after but I still love this show a lot)

& Supernatural obv.

Also, honorbale mentions to Doctor Who (good) and Sherlock (bad). I haven't seen these shows in a decade but they were very formative for me.

Tagging some people that might wanna participate!

@vegancas @twofrontteethstillcrooked @hephaestn @blanketforcas @hettolandija @dean-you-assbutt-cas-loves-you @deancrowleycas @callalilycas @trampledundercas @jactingjoices @desitel

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Tag people you'd like to know better!

Thank you @multifandom-fanatic for the tag! This was really fun!

Favorite color(s) - yellow, midnight blue, honey, lavender, and white. If I had to choose one I'd probably go with yellow though.

Last song I listened to - bellyache by Billie Eilish (one of my favorite songs)

Favorite musician(s) - Billie eilish, Ariana grande, Hayley kiyoko, AC/DC, and nirvana. You know I can't just pick ONE

Last movie I watched - mission impossible ghost protocol

Last tv show I watched - supernatural (I was sad and needed some Gabriel in my life😂)

Favorite characters - Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Charlie Bradbury, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Shuri, Carol Danvers, and Daisy Johnson. There's so many more but I guess I should stop now hehe

Sweet, savory, or spicy? Depends on my mood for sweet and savory, but I hate spicy foods and will refuse to eat it unless I'm starving. And even then.

Sparkling water, tea, coffee - I love all three dearly but if I had to pick then I'd go with tea.

Pets - I've got two guinea pigs (Wilber and Winston) and a black lab mix (stella)

I REALLY want a cat but that doesn't seem to be happening anytime soon.

Tag list:

@spnfan4ever @misha-moose-dean-burger-lover @existence-is-overrated @princesscas @bluestar86 @bluefirecas @starlightcastiel @xojo @cas-you-assbutt-dean-needs-you @lizleeships

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Top 10 Favourite Characters

I was tagged by @not-a-natural-born-idjit and then flailed because they’re one of my absolute fave writers! (Seriously go to AO3 and read everything right now) 

Rules: list your favorite character from 10 different fandoms and tag 10 people

1. Castiel | Supernatural I know I flail a lot about Dean and I love Dean’s face but Castiel is my #1. He’s fierce and brave and impatient and selfless. I don’t know how a being that’s been around for millenia can be innocent but he is. I like how messy he is, and he can be such an effective antagonist without being the big bad. Any friction he has with The Winchesters is from disagreeing on the right course of action and as viewers we can decide who to side with because both are inherently good. It’s their decisions that cause problems and that is a much more compelling narrative than “this thing is just evil.” I ship him with Dean (duh) but also Sam occasionally and I’d honestly love to see some Cas/Rowena action.

2. Hannibal Lecter | NBC Hannibal/Hannibal-verse Long before NBC decided to grace us with the absolute masterpiece that is Hannibal, I have loved this character. I think I was 14 or 15 when I fell down the Thomas Harris rabbit hole and I’ve yet to find a more perfectly crafted psychopath. He’s so refined that you really can believe that no one would suspect him of being the Chesapeake Ripper. His crimes are heinous and many without feeling sensationalized. Harris was originally a crime reporter which I think gave him the ability to ground Hannibal in reality. I really liked how the TV show fleshed out the main points that in the books Clarice Starling and Will Graham continually have to remind people of which is that he does these things to amuse himself. It was really amazing to watch him set up the dominos and then stand back to let everyone else knock them all down. I ship him with Clarice or Alaina mainly but I LOVE me some murder!husbands. It’s the slowest of burns and I will bask in those flames forever.

3. Malcolm Bright | Prodigal Son First of all Tom Payne okay. Second of all, poor, sweet damaged Malcolm. I really like that he has that rich kid air about him but it’s super subtle. He’s obviously very damaged by his father (Martin Whitley is a good example of one of those over the top “legendary” killer characters, though Michael Sheen’s performance REALLY goes a long way to making that believable) and the show doesn’t make his mental illness the forefront of his character. Malcolm works and visits his family and occasionally dates very similarly to any other main character but he’s doing all these things with severe PTSD, anxiety and depression. He’s always portrayed as upbeat and determined to push through any handicaps his mental health issues might cause. There are also times when he can’t and those are shown not by concerned family and friends banding together to throw him in a treatment center but it’s usually him, white-knuckling through it or attempting to work it out on his own which is another extremely realistic portrayal of how people deal with trauma and depression. I ship him with OFC because he and Dani have ZERO chemistry (I’m sorry Brightwell people). I like the IDEA of him and Edrissa but no one is writing it and I can’t even really get MY head around how to write it so I feel this serious urge to PUT HIM WITH SOMEBODY but there’s not been anyone on the show I’ve seen him have real chemistry with yet. 

4. Tyrion Lannister | Game of Thrones I love Tyrion so much. I love him so much I named my cat after him. I loved him so much that I lived in CONSTANT. FEAR. that GRRM was going to kill him off at any moment. I like that despite everyone always thinking the worst of him he still does his best and not even with any intention of proving anyone wrong. He plays into their expectations with the booze and women but deep down he’s got a drive to be fair and especially kind to anyone who’s on the receiving end of pain and humiliation that are undeserved. He’s also fierce and clever enough to deliver crushing judgement and justice when deserved whether its through setting the wheels in motion or wielding the crossbow himself. I ship him with Sansa, shut up I know I just love the idea of them growing to love each other despite the rocky start.

5. Hermione Granger | Harry Potter HP was my first real brush with fandom. Like I’d been a Justin Timberlake fangirl since I was 12 and despite his level of fame the fandom was very small. When I started the series at 17 the breadth of content available was staggering. You could literally find ANY combination of ships you could fathom and it all ran the gamut from fluffy to downright depraved. I also find it interesting that while I like Hermione as a character in the books/movies she is far from my favorite character but she’s literally the only character I stan in the fanfic world of HP. I mainly shipped Hermione with Draco or Snape (forgive me I know it was a simpler time where we ignored everything problematic with certain kinks and narratives) and sometimes Harry. She’s such a strong female character that no matter who you pair her with the dynamic is going to be different and complex. 

6. Peeta Mellark | The Hunger Games While I relate to Katniss on a very personal level, the boy with the bread absolutely fuels my little fangirl heart. The pining from a young age. The complete disregard for his own safety or survival in the games. Selfless and just good to the core, his subsequent torture by the Capitol and Katniss’ carelessness with his feelings is like taking blow after blow. And when they strip his loyalty to Katniss and his district away it’s even more tragic because he was just this sweet kid who had a crush. UGH feels. I ship him with Katniss. I just really can’t see him with anyone else.

7. Alexander Hamilton | Hamilton THIS was one where i just identify SO. HARD. with Hamilton. While I definitely didn’t endure a childhood like his, I did end up transitioning from a blue collar upbringing to a white collar career and experience the same chip on my shoulder and drive to prove myself. And I too write like I am running out of time. I ship him with his wife or maybe Angelica a little.

8. Persephone | Greek Mythology Not sure if there’s a “fandom” for this persay but Tumblr went through a phase in the early 10s where there was a ton of meta about Persephone and how her narrative as a damsel stolen by Hades didn’t do her justice. The flipped the script and made her Queen of Hell, powerful enough to sway the God of Death and terrifying enough to keep him in line unlike all the other Gods that were sticking their dick in anyone and anything. It’s such an empowering narrative, a girl taken from everything she’s ever known seizes the opportunity to become a force to be reckoned with. I love it.

9. Gregory House | House M.D. I was going to say Sherlock here but I never really went hard for Sherlock either the movies or the BBC show. I loved the show but really more for the canon and meta which is only half the fandom life. With House, I just love that he is so unapologetically hateful to anyone he deems stupid. But he’s also earnest and good too with a heavy dollop of man pain... you know... my favorite *cough*Dean Winchester*cough* I ship him pretty exclusively with Cameron beacuse I really like the dynamic. Her hero worship/white knight complex his emotional constipation but fondness of her optimism and ideals. Great dynamic.

10. Edward Cullen | Twilight This is my favorite Trash Monkey character in my favorite trash monkey series. The books are horribly written, the movies are better but not by much. But goddammit something about his level of obsessive fuckery speaks to my girl lizard brain and I am just rooting for this sparkly idiot and his clumsy human jar of mayonnaise. I ship him and Bella because apparently the universe didn’t find the fact that he’s my favorite character in this series humiliating enough.

Tagging (please don’t feel obligated to participate if you don’t want to): @navajolovesdestiel @chevrolangels @cas-you-assbutt-dean-needs-you @castielific @rauko-is-a-free-elf @astral-almighty @only4myfandoms @ charlie-bradburi @notfunnydean @blowthatpieceofjunk

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purgatory-of-assbutts replied to your post: Anyone else watch that “Sherlock (the TV show) is...

I don’t think I’ve heard of it?

If you got:

A) A couple of hours to kill.

And

B) A dislike of Steven Moffat.

This is the Youtube video for you. It’s as hilarious as it is well thought-out.

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I got tagged by @icameheretowinry (thank you so much for thinking of me, Nikki, you’re awesome<3)

Rules: tag the followers you want to know better - @crustyy-loves-assbutt @potassium-sulfate. @thisacelovesheadcanons @catiemolly @sheragon @inuykago  @saxuallyactive @caseycassidy @charlottesmovingcastle

LET’S DO THIS

Name: Katie

Gender: Female 

Star Sign: Cancer 

Height: 5′3″ 1/2 (You can pry that half inch out of my cold, dead hands)

Age: 22

Sexuality: Heterosexual (I will be your Token Straight Friend) 

House: GRYFFINDOR 

Element: Water 

What image do you have as your wallpaper?: On my phone, my lockscreen is this really super cute Reigisa screencap, and my actual wallpaper is a collage of Jean Kirstein because I am horseboy trash and I don’t care. My computer wallpaper is, again, Reigisa. Fight me. 

Have you ever had a crush on your teacher?: conSIDERING THAT MY TEACHER WAS MY MOM, NOOOOO. 

Where do you see yourself in ten years?: Hopefully happy with a good man and seven cats. Hopefully playing in a band. 

What was your coolest Halloween costume?: So far, it’s a tie between the year before last when my mom and I dressed up as some of the scooby gang, and this last year when I got to finally dress like Kiki from Kiki’s Delivery Service! 

What was your favorite 90′s show?: Oooh... The things I can remember watching the most and loving are Scooby Doo, Sailor Moon, Pokemon, Rugrats, and Wild Thornberrys so let’s go with those. 

Have you ever been stood up?: Nope.

Have you ever been to Las Vegas?: Nope, and I don’t plan on ever going! 

Favorite pair of shoes: I got this pair of boots at Target a coupe years ago and they’re my best investment I’ve ever done. I love those boots more than my own life. 

Favorite fruit: KIWI 

Favorite book: WHY YA GOTTA ASK ME THAT MAN?! I DON’T WANNA PICK. Ugh. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is one of my absolute favorites. The Night Circus, The Hobbit, Good Omens, Stardust, and Gideon Smith and the Mask of the Ripper are some of the best I’ve read. I love them all. 

Stupidest thing you’ve ever done?: Let myself stay in a really toxic and emotionally abusive friendship for 11 years because I didn’t want to be alone. 

All time favorite TV shows: :D FullMetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Supernatural, Attack on Titan, Free!, Band of Brothers, Jericho, Sailor Moon, Fruits Basket, Justified, Deadman Wonderland, Stranger Things, Ouran Highschool Host Club, Sherlock, Hannibal, Beyond the Boundary, Yuuri!!! On Ice, Scooby Doo (any incarnation, I love Scooby Doo), The Pacific, Parks and Rec, I could go on forever... 

I’m also really digging Tokyo Ghoul, Cowboy Bebop, Bleach, and Black Butler!! 

The last movie you saw in theaters: UNFORTUNATELY, IT WAS THE LAST JEDI. I don’t regret it entirely, though, only for the fact of seeing Carrie Fisher play Leia for the very last time on the big screen. That was very special to me (and heartbreaking). 

What are your favorite bands?: YOU DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THIS. I DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THIS. BUT WE’LL TRY. Louden Swain is my absolute favorite. I’ve met them twice, and they’re the absolute sweetest people. They’re a rock band, please check them out if you have time. Fleetwood Mac, Rush, STYX, REO Speedwagon, Cheap Trick, The Beatles, Bob Dylan, Ed Sheeran, The Click Five, Def Leppard, The Eagles (fight me), Elvis Presley, Fall Out Boy, Paramore, Gavin DeGraw, Halestorm, Journey, Kelly Clarkson, Ninja Sex Party, OneRepublic, Shinedown, Taylor Swift (FIGHT. ME.) Demi Lovato, The Jonas Brothers (you are formally invited to fight me) Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Train, Walk the Moon, Twenty One Pilots, Panic! At the Disco, Green Day. and I’m really getting into Eyeshine and Fade recently ^_^

That’s literally just scratching the surface of the music I love. I LOVE music. 

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Tragic Little Things - Peter Parker x Reader ((SHORT ANGST))

Summary: In which Peter lost (Y/N), and has to cope with it.

HELLA ANGST SORRY IN ADVANCE Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader Warning: SAD PETER! SAD PETER! I REPEAT, SAD PETER!!!!! Word count: 593 Chapters: 1/1 [[ Check Out My Masterlist ]]

A/N: Requests are open and I absolutely am open to anything (As long as it isn’t morally wrong)! I love speaking to you guys and receiving any type of feed back so please don't hesitate to send an ask or message (: I hope you’re ready for this

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He sat in the corner of the room, knees colliding into his chest, and tears running down his face. Staring at the trashed room before him. Tables turned, chairs broken, windows shattered. The mess he made was loud, loud enough that banging was heard at the door, his name being repeating over and over again.

Refusing to answer, he kept his knees into his chest, nails digging into his exposed skin. He missed her, he missed the small, tragic things.

On his latest mission, he lost his best friend. She wasn’t just his best friend though, she was the think he treasured most. They were trying to stop a robbery, a stupid, petty crime, because they were the newest, and youngest, members of the team that needed more experience.

They weren’t aware that the guy was armed, and even if he was, they were okay. They were trained enough, but they didn’t know there was more than one burglar. He, was armed as well, but with something beyond imagination.

The moment the first suspect was on the ground, the second ran up from behind, shooting twice into her back. They weren’t ordinary bullets, they were glowing, fast, somewhat supernatural. They flew threw her body like a bird gliding through the air, ripping through her body at ease.

Her facial expression will never leave his mind, the shock and terror in her face as she fell onto the floor, gasping for air and whispering his name. Peter didn’t care about the armed man, instead he ran straight towards (Y/N), grabbing her body and holding her close to him.

He ripped his mask off, staring into her broken and dying face, letting the tears hit her as if it was raining.

“Don’t cry. It’ll be fine.” Was all she said, caressing his cheek and rubbing away his fresh tears. “We’ll be fine.”

And that was it. Nothing more, nothing less.

Her words repeated in his head as he sat in the corner of his room, ripping his hair out in frustration and hitting his fist against the floor.

Witnessing her die wasn’t the worse part for him, it was the small little things that did. He would wake up and have to make a cup of coffee for himself, not two cups, but one.

He couldn’t tease her on her height when she couldn’t reach the coffee mugs on the top shelf.

He wouldn’t wake up from her snoring at 8am, and he couldn’t throw a pillow at her to shut her up.

She wasn’t there to scold him on not hanging up his clothes or making his bed.

There’s no one to binge watch Sherlock with on those special nights of no missions, or even eat tubs and tubs of ice cream with.

There was no laughter to fill the broken silence, there was no reassurance and delicate voice to tell him it would be okay, it was only the short memory of her last words replaying in his head.

Nobody was there to throw his textbooks at him in order for him to do homework, or remind him that he has people back at home, or even tell him to shower every night. She was what kept him stable, she was the reason he was living, she was the reason he stayed Spider-Man.

But it didn’t matter now, did it? Because she was gone.

He thought the worse part was the small, tragic, little things, but really, it wasn’t.

The worse part, though? He didn’t realize he loved her until she was gone.

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Asylum

Winchester Sister imagine

Based off of: S.1 Ep.10

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Warnings: I laughed, I cried, I threw up in my mouth a little.

A/n: This one is pretty long but I think its worth it.

“Roosevelt Asylum,” you uncrossed your legs from their resting position on the bed, taking on tug at the licorice hanging from your mouth as you took another bite while making your way over to the table where Sam and Dean sat.

“So get this, these moronic teens in Illinois keep going to check out this supposedly haunted Asylum.” You continued to chew your candy whilst speaking, looking and pointing the the article section in the newspaper.

“They say it’s haunted by the ghosts of the patients. Spend the night, the spirits will drive you insane.” The tone you used was that of an eery suspense as you turned to Dean and gave him a suspicious look.

Sam seemed to be soaking in what you were saying, this wasn’t the first time you’d approached them with a possible case. Only most of the cases weren’t really anything.

“And?” Dean asked with a crooked eyebrow, wanting more info.

Before you could open your mouth to defend your case, Sam had beaten you to it.

“And those teenagers aren’t seen again.” Sam turned his laptop, showing both you and Dean the missing people’s files and flyers.

Instantly you jumped backwards with excitement. Slamming the newspaper down upon the small cracked table.

“Yes! I’ll start getting my stuff together.” You beamed with success and pure joy. Only to have the feelings stopped when Dean cocked his head and gave you an amused smiling tone.

“Easy there, Sherlock Holmes. We don’t even know if this is our kind of thing.” He tried his best to talk you down, but you were way to pumped with adrenaline.

Sam sighed and shook his head with a smile, seeing how low your jaw dropped in total disapproval with what Dean was saying.

“Newflash, Dr. Watson,” you snapped back at him with the perfect amount of sass. “We’ve said that literally every single case we’ve picked up. When is it EVER not ‘our kind of thing’?”

Dean looked to Sam as if telepathically consulting him on what he thought of all this. Sam’s response was a simple shrug as though he was agreeing with you.

“Let’s just go check it out.” You spoke in a way suggestion a question rather than a statement. But nonetheless, Dean sighed and complied to your wish. Resulting in you jumping up and down in excitement again.

Neither of the boys were nearly as pumped as you were as the three of you pulled up to the closed down asylum.

“Dude, yes!” You hopped out of the backseat before Baby was even in park.

“Look at this jeepers creepers place! It screams 'Y/n, I’m haunted. Come kick ass within my walls of insanity’.” You giggled, holding up your hands like you were labeling the place as you spoke.

Both of the boys exited the car, shaking their heads slightly while looking down. You were really jazzed about having found a case all on your own. Though Dean was still not entirely sure about this actually being a case, he still showed interest. Mainly for your sake.

“What are you seeing Detective Velma?” Dean teased with crossed arms as he leaned up against his car.

Sam couldn’t help but let out a short snorted laugh, but he immediately stopped when you turned around and gave them both an unamused look.

“Well, Scooby, I’m seeing a ratted out car parked over there. Meaning teenagers such as myself are here being law breaking shit heads, again, like myself.” You spoke while climbing over the thick wired fence that couldn’t have been any shorter than fifteen feet.

“Why don’t you and Shaggy Ol’ Boy stay put while I solve my case?” As though it were nothing, you hopped down from your position on the fence. Landing perfectly as you brushed off the dirt from your jeans.

Judging by the looks resting on their faces, neither of your brothers were thumbs up for this new idea of yours.

“They’re bad misfit teenagers.” You tried to explain. “They’ll let me in on what they’ve found so far, then I can give them a piece of my mind for being so stupid.” You gave a smile as you walked backwards towards the building.

“You mean just about as stupid as you’re being?” Dean began to walk somewhat fast towards the fence, preparing to jump on and start climbing to stop you.

You didn’t even bother to turn around, they could hear the laughter and amusement in your voice.

“They’re not gonna trust two grown men. One of which is old enough to be their Dad.” A hidden smirk that only you had knowledge of spread on your lips as you could hear Dean scoffing with disgust and total rude disapproval.

From inside the building, the light echoes of two voices drew you closer and closer to their location. You did your best to pay no mind to the creepy appearance of the place, seeing as it gave you the total chills.

“Hey, check it out.” One of the voices called to the other.

“I thought we were going to a movie?” The sound of a displeased teenage girl replied.

“This is better, it’s like we’re in a movie.” He tried his best to interest her.

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at the stupidity. We’re teenagers really this reckless and dumb? Playing around with the dead wasn’t funny or a cool date. It was how Dean always threatened to scare any future boyfriends of yours off. The two clueless kids couldn’t have been but around the corner from you.

Quickly, you picked up your pace to a light jog, entering the room you thought they had gone into. Only to find the steel metal door slamming behind you.

Instantly you came to a stop, shoulders bunched up as every muscle in your body froze.

“Shit…” you muttered out, eyes closed and chest rising and falling in quick short motions.

Slowly, you began to turn around. Hoping not to see anything there. But luck wasn’t on your side.

Some sort of deformed girl was standing before you, slowly making her way closer and closer just as you took a step back each time she took one forward.

“Shit shit shit shit shit…..” you breathed out in a whisper, afraid to talk normally in fear you might anger her.

This was the first spirit you’d seen face to face. Well, without one of your brothers right by you.

The girl continued to get closer, up until she was right in front of you, and your back was completely pressed against the wall.

“S-sam….Dean?” You managed to call out in a desperate yell as you heard their voices pass by.

The entire time you kept your eyes locked with the spirit, not blinking and barley breathing. For some reason she reached her hand out to touch your chest.

All instincts did their best to suck your chest in as her hand grew nearer.

“Y/n? You in there?” Dean asked while Sam began to find a way to get the door open.

Neither of them got a vocal reply, the sound of your heavy unsteady breathing was the only thing that told them that you were most definitely in there and scared shitless.

“Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.” You continued to breathe out silently while holding your eyes closed with the pressure of the world. Only thing was, your eyes didn’t open back up.

For some reason you were lying horizontally on a soft warm surface. You experimented your surroundings, moving your fingers lightly and repositioning your shoulders.

“Hey.” A voice spoke. Sounding like it was coming from underwater almost.

“She waking up?” This separate voice sounded like Dean’s. A very concerned Dean.

Sure enough, as you opened your eyes there were your brothers. Back in the hotel, watching over you cautiously.

“How you feeling, kid?” Your oldest brother asked, putting a new wet rag on your forehead while tying his best to hide the still present fear in his eyes.

“Like shit.” You replied, not thinking of the language you were using. “Sorry.” instantly you apologized for it.

“Well you almost died, I’d be swearing like a damn sailor without a beer.” Dean raised his eyebrows in an understanding way.

Total and complete confusion swept over your facial features. What the hell happened?

“Ghost possession.” Sam said practically reading your mind and question. “It was pretty bad at one point.” His lips formed a sweet flatline smile of the sort, rubbing his fingers along your hand that he held in love.

“Dean shot you, he thought it was salt rock he was blasting you with…” his eyes trailed down to Dean who sat at the table, too ashamed to look at you.

His hand sat crookedly next to his lips as his fingers rested upon them.

“I’m okay, Dean.” You stated weakly, even though you could feel you really weren’t.

“I shot you in your chest and in your leg.” His eyes were blank as he spoke. “You almost bled out.” He did his best to show with words just how serious it was, but his eyes showed it all.

“Yeah but I’m okay now, everything’s gonna go back to how it always does. You know? Saving people, hunting things, the family business.” You tried your absolute best to show Dean how okay you were via your words.

With a scoff he stood up. Walking over to the foot of the bed, he lifted the blanket up.

“You're amputated in one leg at your knee, nothing is going to put things back to how they were.”

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Parenthood

A/N: @ladylorelitany requested the dialogue prompt "You're getting a vasectomy. That's final." for an AU NeganxReader. Hope you enjoy :D

Word count: 896

Warnings: None, this is sugar sweet fluff town y’all

You woke up with a jolt to the sound of children bellowing, “Dad’s home!” The stampede of small feet pounded down the hall as you slowly opened your eyes and sat up with a grunt on the couch. Apparently you’d fallen asleep while your kids were watching Disney movies on the TV.

Raising three young boys was exhausting for you, but there was something else that only added to it. The two lines on the pregnancy test you’d taken a couple of days ago confirmed it. Chasing after your children on top of carrying another one was enough to leave you tired beyond belief.

But Negan was your rock. Even on the most frustrating of days, his smile when he came home from work and wrapped you in his arms was enough to prove to you that everything was worth it. The morning sickness, the late nights with screaming children, and Negan taking the kids out on the weekends to give you a few free hours of alone time. He was perfect, and you knew that even with another child on the way your well being would always be the first thing on his mind.

As you untangled your post nap bed head, Negan barged into the room with all three boys hanging off of him. The oldest was latched onto his back as he yelled battle cries into Negan’s ear, the middle child was wrapped around Negan’s leg, and the youngest was tucked under Negan’s arm as he tried to fight his way free.

Dramatically, Negan sunk to the ground as the boys whooped and hollered in victory. “You’ve slayed your only father!” Negan groaned as he covered his arm with his face. “Have you young warriors no shame? The only one that can save me now is your mother!”

With a small smile you watched Negan lift his arm just enough to give you a wink. Rolling your eyes, you walked over to the dogpile that had formed on top of your husband. “Alright kiddos, Dad needs to relax a bit before he plays with you guys. He’s had a busy day at work.” A chorus of whines erupted from them as they complained that it wasn’t fair, and you said, “He’ll be outside in five minutes boys, you go out in the backyard and wait for him, okay?”

Reluctantly they pulled themselves away and made their way to the back door. Once they left you could hear their happy roars of enjoyment as they subsequently forgot about what they were upset over just a few seconds before.

You gripped Negan’s hand as you helped yank him up off of the floor. With a chuckle he wrapped his arms around your waist and looked down into your eyes. “My hero,” he mumbled before pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. You sighed as you leaned into him, enjoying the rare moment of peace.

As the two of you parted, the words tumbled from your mouth, “I have something to tell you.”

Negan raised an eyebrow before asking, “What is it beautiful?”

You blushed and looked away for a moment, unsure why it was so hard to broach the topic of pregnancy. You knew he’d be just as excited as you were. But it was still the issue of getting the words out at the right time that you had trouble with. It didn’t feel special enough to tell him during one of the only few brief moments the two of you even get to share on a regular basis. Well, you had one idea to make the moment memorable.

“You're getting a vasectomy. That's final,” you said as Negan furrowed his brows.

“Where the fuck did this come from?” Negan asked. “I’ve told you before darling, I prefer all my bits in the right places.”

You didn’t respond, though the building crack of a smile was enough to make the wheels in his brain slowly turn. “You’re pregnant?” he asked as you nodded and beamed up at him. Another kiss was pressed to your lips, his hands held tightly to your waist so you couldn’t escape from him, even if you wanted to.

When you broke away a second time, you added with a giggle, “I mean it though, as much as I love these kids I can’t just keep having more. They inherited all that overabundance of energy from you, you know.”

“I’ll make you a deal,” Negan said. “I’ll get the vasectomy when we have a little girl in this house.”

You blinked. “I didn’t think you wanted a girl.”

“Honey, I love having my little army of dudes running around here. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want a little princess to spoil the shit out of,” Negan said with a grin, his dimples clear as day under his dark stubble.

“Deal,” you agreed before tossing your arms around his neck and going in for another kiss with as much passion as you did the very first time you kissed him years ago. Teasingly, you whispered against his lips, “Just so long as you don’t forget to spoil your queen.”

“Have I ever stopped?” Negan murmured before pressing another peck to your lips. With that, all of the exhaustion from the day fell away from you as you stood together, ready to tackle what the world had laid out for you.

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[jesusonafrickinboat]

Another About Me (Cause I’m Bored)

I was tagged by Literally Nobody But I Saw It And Did It Anyway

Name: Chloe

Nickname: Chlo, Chlightning, Space Kid, boop boop

Gender: Female

Star Sign: Libra

Birthday: October 7th

Height: 5′ 9.5″

Age: 15 

Sexual Orientation: Asexual (also aromantic)

Relationship Status: NOPE

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff

Favorite Color: Blue or Black

Time Right Now: 9:13pm

What Are You Reading: The Trials of Apollo: The Dark Prophecy by Rick Riordan

Last Movie You Watched: (In Theaters) Spider-Man Homecoming (At Home) Deadpool (2016)

Average Hours of Sleep: 7-9

Lucky Number: 7 :)

Last thing You Googled: Kinky Boots :P

Favorite Fictional Characters: Holy frick... um... all of them..?

Number of Blankets You Sleep With: A sheet (always), a comforter (always), a fuzzy blanket (sometimes), another blanket (sometimes)

Favorite Singer/Band: Um... I have 5... Panic! At The Disco, Fleet Foxes, Grouplove, Band of Horses, and Mates of State :)

Dream Trip: London or Greece

Dream Job: Youtuber (I need motivation and a tripod (and free editing software))

Current Job: Surviving school

When This Blog Was Created: A year ago? How long has it been?

Current Number of Followers: 731 awesome beings :D (except the p*rn blogs that keep following me, go away please)

What Do You Post: My Random Thoughts(TM), rants, Dan and Phil, Supernatural, Sherlock, Doctor Who, Harry Potter, Marvel, Magisterium, about me things (looks at camera)

Who Are Your Most Active Followers: @grellaofasguard, @originalpeachcolor, and @waaaaaayward-assbutt

When Did Your Blog Reach Its Peak: When I reposted a staff post and asked if we could name the dog

What Made You Decide to Get a Tumblr: Seemed fun shrug

Why Did You Choose Your URL: DANIEL FRICKIN HOWELL

Do You Run Any Other Blogs: @isingsongswhenimbored and @coolpicturesiguess

What Are You Doing Tomorrow: School rolls eyes

[revenge-of-the-assbutt]

why is benedict cumberbatch actually kind of hot wtf

[edenial]

Rules: Always post the rules, answer the questions given to you, then write 10 questions of your own, and tag 10 other people. Tagged by @bend-me-shape-me! Thank you ♥️ Questions for me: 1. Winter or summer? autumm or spring? Summer and Autumn 2. Favourite quote I have a lot of them but rn I like "Fearing fear itself is the most fearless a person can be." 3. Favourite ice cream flavor Coconut, salted caramel, nuts,.. idk theres a lot 4. favourite bird Owl and Dove 5. Favourite tv shows Supernatural, Doctor Who, the Office, Breaking Bad, Brooklyn 99, Sherlock, Dance Moms, Love for Rent... theres, again, a lot. 6. Favourite supernatural character Dean Winchester. 7. Favourite movie I dont have ONE favorite.. latest fave was wonder woman tho.. 8. Two favourite bands and two favourite singers Panic! at the Disco, Led Zeppelin, TØP, FOB, Paramore, BOC, Lifehouse, Toto, Beatles, Journey, ... do i have to continue im tired 9. How is your perfect day like? You start the day with a smile and see people you love the entire day, theres sun and its slightly hot but no bugs, you wear your dress and high-heels and let your hair do its thing, you feel fresh and pretty, you see the ocean from everywhere, you listen to your favorite music and dont wait for anything, you have perfect wifi and can watch your favorite show at the end with a bowl of chips and some tea and fruits. Maybe a friend can join you. You sleep to the sound of summer rain. I have a lot to say about this. You better read my dream. 10. Do you like history? Not really? I like mythology and old legends and crazy stories but I don't like what people did to the world and how they never learn from former actions. Questions for you: 1. Whats your opinion on nail polish? 2. Do you have a product you use every day unlike others? 3. Skirts or skorts? 4. Water- or honeymelon? 5. Tell me a weird af fact please? 6. Letters or Numbers? 7. Rock or Pop? 8. Favorite Fic? 9. Last thing you listened to? 10. What did you dream of last? 11. What is one thing you wanna do tomorrow? 12. What do you think about the stars? Have a theory? 13. Is there a thought you have that no one else has related to? 14. How do you deal with bad days? 15. Have a made-up recipe? 16. What dies your mom cook best? 17. Who is funnier: mom or dad? 18. Favorite tv show genre? 19. Why do you even tumblr? 20. 3 foods you cannot live without. Go! I tag @castielsmoon @floralmotif @assbuttboyfriends @tinkdw @super-sootica @snovolovac @hey-nice-assbutt @hugsforcastiel @castielbabyangelface @deanscolette you dont have to do it but it'd be nice to read all the answers 💕

[adamisstillinhell]

Tagged by @casbabes

Rules: tag people you want to get to know better

Relationship status: single

Fav colour: purple rn

Lipstick or chapstick : both

Last song I listened to : Suicide season by bring me the horizon

Last movie I watched: the mummy(?) I think. I can't remember

Three shows: Supernatural, Sherlock, the office

Three characters: Cas, Dean, Jim moriarty

Three ships: Destiel, frerard, johnlock

Tagging: @alpacainthepanicroom @frxnkiero @cas-you-assbutt-dean-needs-you

[lefouismylife]

Belle (Gaston Imagine)

Request:  Hello! I hope you aren't too filled with rqs right now but I was wondering if you could write a Gaston/Reader story in which Gaston asks the Reader to help him out to win Belle's heart and the Reader agrees? But as the reader is helping him out and giving Gaston advice they both end up falling for one another and grow even closer by each passing day?-  anonymous

Tags: @brooke-supernatural16, @sherlocks-timetraveling-assbutt 

Let me know if you want to be tagged in what i wright.

I have officially created a 13 Reasons Why imagine blog called @hotchoclatefml, follow me and request if you want. 

A knock at your door awoke you from your slumber. You let out a sleepy groan and cover your face with a pillow. The knocking gets louder, until you have no choice but to get up.

"Coming!" You grumble out as you stumble to the door. The knocking subsides as you swing the door open to reveal a smirking Gaston.

"Well did you forget about our plant to meet today?" Gaston walks into your house and swings the door closed.

"We were meeting today?" You tilted your head in confusion as you tried to remember when you planned this.

"Of course! Don't you remember? We planned this last week. You're supposed to help me win over Belle." Gaston turned to face you as you stood with your back to the door. Memories of last well flooded your mind and you realized that is indeed what you said.

"No I remember. Do we have to do this today?" You walked over and plopped yourself down on the couch.

"Yep!" Gaston sat beside you and put his feet on your table.

"Fine but if I'm going to do this then no feet on the table. Besides Belle wouldn't like that anyways." You pushed his feet off of your table as you turned to face him.

He nodded as if he understood and motioned for you to go on. You started to explain what Belle would want in a guy and what Gaston's attitude should be like. But oh boy was this going to take a while.

Next day

You sat on your couch with your hair done like Belle's and your were wearing a dress similar to hers. Gaston sauntered into your house without even asking before freezing in his place.

"What are you wearing?" Gaston looked at you with wide eyes.

"If you're going to confess your love to Belle it has to be perfect." You give a small shrug before patting the spot next to you. Gaston sat down beside you and watched you with curious eyes. 

“Okay now, I'm going to pretend to be Belle and you confess your love for me. Go!" You waved your hand at him before picking up a book and pretending to read.

"Oh um, (Y/n)..."

"Belle" You cough into your hand.

"Belle, I mean, I really like you like a lot and I was wondering if you would pretty please do me the honor of going on a date with me this evening? Or anytime that is good for you." Gaston smiled at you cheekily.

"Okay that was good but maybe don't speak as fast next time." You close the book and set it down.

"Okay good idea." Gaston stood up and headed to your door. He waved bye as he left.

Next day

You were laying on your couch just staring at the ceiling as thoughts about Belle and Gaston dating filled your mind. Hard knocks on your door stopped your daydreaming and made you bolt up. You quickly ran to the door and opened it. Gaston was standing at your door with a nervous face and flowers.

"I love you!" Gaston slammed his lips on yours.

[moon-enthusiast]

8 for 8

Answer eight questions then tag eight people.

I was tagged by the lovely @ravengirl94, so here we go

Last movie I watched: Captain America: The Winter Soldier ♥

Last Song I listened to: “It’s Tough to be a God”, you know, that one from El Dorado

Last Book I Read: I recently started reading The Trials of Apollo by Rick Riordan, and it’s awesome ♥

Last Thing I Ate: an alfajor (it’s from South America)

Where Would You Like to Time Travel To: Well, first I need a Timelord, then I’ll go everywhere in every time

Fictional Character I Would Hang Out With For A Day: The Doctor, I think he could tell such amazing stories... also Dean oandSam... or Sherlock... YPU CAN’T MAKE ME CHOOSE ONE

If I Could Be Anywhere Right Now, Where Would I Be?: In Canada, I have an obsession with that country

Current Fandom Obsession: Superwholock and Marvel, mostly Supernatural tbh (can’t choose one either)

So sorry it took me soooo long, anyway I’ll tag: @with-eyes-turned-skywards @luciferismyhomeboy @wayward-hell @pie-not-cake-you-assbutt @the-winchesterboys @lucifersagents @wayward-mirage @the-chosen-half-of-one

[lucifers-trash-stash]

Tease

A/N: @daintyunicorn asked for the dialogue prompt “Enough with the sass!” as a funny prompt with Negan and Daryl. There might also be some slight saucy elements too because my brain took me in that direction oops but I hope you like this! :D

Word count: 870

Warnings: Swearing, kinda NSFW sexual innuendos, hot kissing, an embarrassed Daryl

“I swear, you spend more time in your office than you do with your own wives,” you said, pouting slightly as you looked back at Negan. You were sitting on top of his huge hardwood desk, your leg propped up so you could show off your cute pumps and sheer stocking clad leg. Still, he barely glanced at you.

“Darling, nothing would get done around here if I stayed in the parlor and fucked my wives all day,” Negan said as he peeled his eyes away from his work to briefly glance up at you. “Believe me, there’s nothing I’d like more than to bury my cock in you but I’ve got to deal with Rick the Prick and his fucking shenanigans on top of making sure no one acts like a fucking dumbass around here.”

“If ifs and buts were candies and nuts than we’d all have a Merry Christmas,” you said as you rolled your eyes.

“Don’t push it, doll.” Negan sighed and went back to his papers. “If you want to stay here that’s fine with me, but you gotta stop fucking interrupting me. Got it?”

Before you could answer with another witty retort, there was a knock at the door. After Negan bellowed for them to come inside, Daryl opened the door with a silver tray balanced in his hand.

“Put it down on the coffee table,” Negan said absentmindedly as he barely gave Daryl one look.

Even though he wasn’t looking at Daryl, you were. Even in the disheveled state that Negan allowed him to stay in, he was incredibly handsome. And those sweats couldn’t disguise how built Daryl was underneath. With a slight smirk as you watched Daryl avoid eye contact and move to set the tray on the table, a horribly brilliant idea suddenly twisting its way into your brain.

“Well Negan, if you can’t pay attention to us wives then maybe we need someone up there to take care of us. Like a butler.” You paused for dramatic effect before finally saying in a sultry voice, “Maybe Daryl.”

Negan’s eyes shot up to yours just as you heard the clattering of a runaway tea cup after Daryl lost his grip on it. Your husband didn’t say anything, though you were enjoying the little spark of danger in his eyes that hinted for you to stop while you were ahead. Not that you could do that now.

“Well, I just thought us girls should be allowed to have a little eye candy if you’re not going to be seeing us for long periods of time,” you said as Negan gripped the pen in his hand just a tad bit tighter. “I mean, I’m sure he could service us quite well. Isn’t that right Daryl?” you asked with a sink in his direction.

Daryl’s face was kept down, his hair no doubt covering the blush of embarrassment and flattery that was crawling up his cheeks. You felt bad teasing him like this, but you knew this was the easiest way to get Negan riled up.

When Daryl didn’t respond, you continued, “Daryl, I’m not that hard to please. I’m sure you could get the taste for being my butler if you looked hard enough.” As you said this, you pulled the hem of your little black dress just high enough up your thigh to give him a better hint of where exactly you wanted him.

Your heart nearly jumped out of your chest as Negan stood up, his chair falling backward and clattering against the floor with the sheer force of his wrath. He stomped around the desk until he was leaning down in front of you, his lips curled into a snarl and his eyes burrowing into yours as you tried to hold back the excitement that rushed through your core.

“Enough with the sass!” Negan hissed as he pulled your body against him.

“Make me,” was all you had to say to him before he wrapped his fingers in your hair and roughly smashed his lips down onto yours. You gripped onto the lapels of his jacket as his other hand found a place on your exposed thigh, holding you against him as he deepened the kiss. Your head began to swim from the intensity of it all, your body already beginning to beg for his possessive hands.

“C-can I go please?” Daryl asked in a low grunt, obviously shy from the whole display.

“Get the fuck out Dixon!” Negan growled before diving back in for another kiss. You didn’t even hear the door close as your brain was focusing on Negan’s hardening member in his jeans as he grinded his hips against your body.

When he broke the kiss the second time, his deep seductive voice mumbled in your ear, “Get into my room. You wanted some service? I’ll give you some motherfucking service.”

And with that, he pulled himself away from you and walked over to his bedroom door, not once looking back at you. He knew you would follow. With an impish grin you pushed yourself off of the desk and wandered over to the door. You knew just what buttons to push to drive Negan over the edge.

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