#if someone visits the spn tag they might see my reblogs just. there

[bsideheart]

SINCE WHEN DO TAGGED REBLOGS SHOW UP IN SEARCH RESULTS. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE THE SAME PERSON'S 50 REBLOGS I WANT TO SEE THE ORIGINAL POSTS. WHAT

[yourfinalbow]

We all know the fandom has a problem with not reblogging fics/art/edits/etc, with people just liking them and moving on. We've talked about this and hopefully we're working on it.

But I would like to bring to your attention the other form of creative content that seems to get completely left in the dust.

Fanvids.

Fanvids, AMVs, video edits, or whatever you want to call them, do not get enough attention. And that is something I 100% stand by.

As someone who does a lot of video editing in their free time, I can tell you just how much work they are. What seems like a few clips smashed together could literally be 50+ hours of work.

I scroll through the #Spn fanvid tag all the time, and some of these awesome edits have 2... 3... notes. Sometimes they're 12. You might get a rare 30. And obviously you have big creators who get a thousand notes, but not every editor has a huge blog with thousands of followers.

I always reblog fanvids, and I think this is something we should do more often?! And if there's a YouTube link, I also always go like the video there too.

These things take so much time and effort, and if you have the time to watch it, and you enjoy it, please give it a like and a reblog.

And if you don't have the time or the energy or the privacy to watch it, try hitting the reblog button and saving it to your drafts. That way you can come back later and watch it.

I'm tired of seeing my fellow editors not get the attention they deserve on their creative content. This is the same thing as an art piece or a fic. It's someone's hard work and imagination put into something they've gifted us with, and it takes hours upon hours to make.

Reblog them.

Also, if you were looking for fanvids, visit the @spnamvs archive. (Sorry for the tag!) This blog is my lord and savior from Above, and I respect them so much for what they do.

TL;DR- Reblog video edits. They're fucking difficult to make.

[kaz11283]

It took me forever just to sit down and write this.  Not gonna lie I hit a rock straight up, but if yall just bear with me through this part at least we will be back to smooth sailing.  It’s just been such a rough week with everything going on around the world.  Let’s use this as an escape even if it is just for a little bit.  I’m gonna start kinda having a certain day of the week when I release stuff, right now I am thinking maybe Tuesday and Friday?  Still bouncing things off in my head, but that will give me a time frame and give yall a day when to expect something.  Much love, and thank you to everyone that has started following this journey with me and has followed, liked, and reblogged!  I don’t know what I would do without the support and I am loving the feedback and I am over the moon by what recognition I have gotten.  It’s not big but every little thing makes me feel so special and I am so happy that I am getting to share a piece of me with all of yall!!!

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Best Friends

Chapter 4

You 17, Sam 18, Dean 21

 

“He’s gone y/n,” Bobby said walking into the living room where you had taken up residence on the couch since you had gotten the call from John two days before. “He wouldn’t want you sulking around here like you are.  He would want you to get up off this couch and at least go take a shower.”  He popped the top on the beer he had in his hand and gave it to you.

“Uncle Bobby you know I don’t drink that stuff.”  You said pushing it away.  You wrapped the blanket around you tighter. “It just surprises me, ya know?  Everything that man has fought in his life, every monster, creature, everything and the man dies in a freakin car accident.”

“Fate has a weird scene of humor sometimes.  He was a good hunter, damn good brother, and a pretty ok father.  He did raise a pretty smart girl if you ask me, course I don’t know where you got it from.  Probably your mother’s side of the family along with her looks.”  He said leaning back and pulling you to his chest.  “I would love to tell you that it gets better, that the pain just slowly goes away until it’s not there anymore but it doesn’t.  You just learn to get use to it.  Some days are easier to get through than others, somedays it won’t even cross your mind, but you’re gonna have your bad days and on those days is when you’re gonna need to talk, let someone help.”  He said kissing the top of your head and getting up to stretch. “But really, go take a shower, I think that your funk is starting to seep into the couch.  Might have to burn it and get another one.”

“No!  I like this couch.  Its broken in just right.  Besides a new couch would just throw the whole room off, we would have to paint, get all new furniture, probably throw away a lot of your junk.  It just wouldn’t work out with a new one.” You got up and collected your blankets.  “Thank you Uncle Bobby for being here, helping raise me, teach me, letting me stay here when you didn’t have to.  Your probably the best thing that’s happened to me.” You said leaning up and kissing the old man on the cheek before you walked up the stairs.

~~~

 You woke to voices down stairs in the kitchen and the smell of bacon and coffee, your uncle didn’t normally cook unless-

You bolted up out of bed and hightailed it down stairs to see your favorite family sitting at the table idly chit chatting with Bobby. “Sammy! Dean!”  The two large men stood up and gave you a hug squeezing you between them like a sandwich.  “Oh I missed yall so much!”  You through your arms around both of their necks pulling them down to your level and squishing their cheeks to yours.

“Hey sweetheart, how you holdin’ up?”  John asked bending down to give you a hug.  You had somehow managed to weasel your way into the eldest Winchesters heart when you was young running around with Sam and Dean causing trouble.

“I’m doin good John.  It makes it a little easier knowing that he didn’t hurt, ya know.  It was quick.”  You shrugged taking your seat between the two brothers.

You all sat and ate breakfast talking about the latest hunt that the guys had been on, hearing John talk about hunts with your dad, listening to Bobby rant about having to bandage up the both of them more times than he cared to.  It had started out as a good day.

“So Sammy, any plans after you finally finish school?”  You asked over you cup of coffee.

“Yes and no.  I don’t know what I really want to do yet.  I got my acceptance letter from Stanford the other day but we haven’t really discussed it any further.”  Sam said looking down.

“Sammy here wants to be a lawyer.”  John laughed.  “Of all things.  Been training the boy his whole life to hunt and now he wants to throw it all away for a ‘higher education’.” John rolled his eyes.

“What’s wrong with that?  I got accepted into KCU working on getting my RN.”  You asked raising an eyebrow at the man.  “He doesn’t wanna follow the family business I don’t see where that’s a problem.  Besides, then you would have someone to get both your asses outta trouble if need be.”

“Y/n you always knew you didn’t wanna do this-“

“But Sammy did.  I think he should have a little bit of a say so in his future.”  You said leaning back and crossing your arms in front of you.  “Don’t worry Sammy, I’ll come visit you on weekends.”

“So you got accepted to KCU and didn’t tell me yet?”  Bobby asked trying to change the subject.

“Well a lot of stuff has happened since I got the letter.  Honestly I didn’t think I was gonna get in, I didn’t turn in all my stuff till last minute.”  KCU had only been a pipe dream for you, going into the medical field was kind of an easy choice; you had stitched, bandaged, and pulled out bullets from more than one hunter that had come through Bobby’s door on many occasions.

“So a collage girl now?”  Dean said winking at you.

“Gross no, you’re my brother.” You wrinkled your nose and made a disgusted look at him

“Ew NO!  Not you!  Trust me I’ve already seem more of you than I ever care about seeing-“ That earned a hard glare from both John and Bobby to both of you.

“Shut up Dean.”

“Like the time we had stayed out all night drinkin and went skinny dippin in the lake.”

“Shut up Dean.”

“Or the time that we had the bet that you wouldn’t walk out on the field during homecoming and moon everyone.”  Bobby crossed his arms, you hadn’t told him the reason you had been suspended from school that week

“Dean, I will hit you so hard that your kids will feel it.”

“Or the time-” You punched him hard “OW!”  He grabbed his arm holding it while Sam busted out laughing.

“There are certain things that you don’t say Dean.” You stared at him with wide eyes.  “Like the time that you begged me to come get you from whats her names house at like three in the morning so that you wouldn’t get caught sneaking back into the hotel that we were staying at, or the time that we had to get Sam to cover for us because we snuck out to go to that party, or ho-”

“OK! Grounded, both of you.  Till further notice.”  Bobby pointed at you and Dean.

“I’m 21 Bobby!”  Dean yelled looking at his dad for help, John simply shrugged his shoulders.

“Your joking me?  Uncle Bobby, you’ve never grounded me before!”

“Well y/n there’s a first time for everything.  Seems like I just didn’t’ know that you need to be grounded all the time.”  Bobby said shaking his head.

“Well thanks for taking the pressure off me guys.”  Sam said draping his arm around the back of your chair laughing.

“Sam, watch it, I’m sure you had your help in something too with these two bad influences around.” John warned.

~~~

The next week was spent going over information about the hunt the boys were about to do, gun training, and hanging out with the boys. With them getting older they werent able to come around as much as they use to so when you were together you made the most of your time. Sam had decided to hang back and go over some more books of Bobby's while you and Dean went for burgers.

"When are you gonna start huntin with us y/n?" Dean asked looking over his burger.

"Dean, we've went over this. I'm better behind a book looking up lore, or with a needle and thread in my hand. I dont do field work. I dont like having to chop heads or burn bodies."

"Your good with any weapon put in your hand, your freakin awesome at fighting. I'm just sayin I ever have to go off on my own your the first one I would call." He shrugged.

"Well I guess I'm lucky that you'll have Sammy then right?" You said whipping off your hands. "But you ever need any research done I'm your girl."

"Sammy's going to collage. Hes getting out." Dean said looking down. "I act all butt hurt and upset that hes leaving but I'm not, not really. I'm actually really proud. Proud of him and you. You both did something that I never imagined could happen."

"But I'm going to collage to learn how to help people when they get attacked Dean, I wouldnt say that was 'getting out'."

"But when this is over and you decide you dont wanna do this anymore you'll have a fall back. Sammy is going to be a lawyer, what can I do? I'm good at killing things."

"You can be a professional hunter," he snorted "ummm, oh, or a gun salesman, or a secret agent." You laughter with him on that one. "Hunters lives is a whole lie anyways I think you could pull it off. Wear a suit, woo a girl." You raised your eyebrows at him.

"Whatever. Let's go home, I heard theres a Hatchetman marathon tonight. Think we could get Sam to join us like old times?"

"I'll grab the snacks." You said throwing your arm around his middle.

~~~~~

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[alleiradayne]

The Dance

Summary: Sam has a visitor in his dreams Square Filled: Dream Visitations Warnings/Tags: Angst, Fluff, Kissing, Hopeful Ending Characters/Pairings: Sam Winchester/Eileen Leahy (Saileen), Gabriel, Chuck (mentioned) Word Count: 1,302 A/N:  For @heavenandhellbingo​. Beta’d by @atc74​​. Eileen. Deserved. Better. Song: The Dance by Garth Brooks

Blindingly bright light seeped through his eyelids as Sam squinted and stirred in his bed. He had barely fallen asleep, hours of restless tossing and turning robbing him of slumber. Regret plagued him, filled his mind with ceaseless visions of her body, mangled and misshapen. She had been so alone, and when she had needed them most, they had failed her.

He had failed her.

The light continued to pester him, growing brighter until Sam opened his eyes. Opaque, diffused white surrounded him, endless, as though he drifted in a cloud. He tossed the sticking sheets from his sweating body and swung his feet to the floor, the cold marble of his room in the Bunker still there. But what of the rest of his room? Had he gone blind?

A buffeting of wings ruffled his hair before he heard his voice. “You're dreaming, Sam.”

Over his shoulder he saw Gabriel stood beside his bed, wings fading as they folded. “Why am I dreaming?”

“Uh, well, humans dream to help them process and catalog what they…” Gabriel paused when he saw Sam's crooked brow. “You meant this,” he said as he gestured to their surroundings. “I couldn't really think of a place for you two to meet. Not like you had a favorite restaurant or anything normal people do.”

Sam glared at him. “What are you talking about? How are you even doing—you know what, I don't even want to know, can I just… go back to sleep?”

Gabriel rounded the bed to sit beside him. “I think you might want to stay lucid a bit longer. There's someone here that wants to talk to you.”

When Gabriel turned with his crooked smile, Sam followed his gaze and gasped.

“Hey, Sam.”

Whole. Brilliantly beautiful. And happy. Eileen stood three feet from him, so full of life, and yet Sam froze. Gabriel looked between them a moment, but when neither of them moved, he stood and spoke. “I'll uh,” he paused as he motioned to nowhere in particular, “leave you kids alone.”

Sam righted his hair in the wake of Gabriel's wings, but his wide eyes never left Eileen. She waited a breath longer before asking, “Sam? Are you alright?”

He should have done it ages ago. He should have taken the chance when she was alive. He leaped from his bed and crossed the space between them in a single step. He had to make up for lost time, and given such a rare chance, he would not squander it. With both hands, he cradled her head, and Eileen met him half way, chin tilted and lips ready. Her arms flung around his back as she clung to him, and when his lips found hers, Sam wept.

He poured every ounce of his guilt and regret into that kiss, desperate in his need for forgiveness. Sobs heaved his shoulders as he enveloped Eileen in his arms and held her flush to his chest. How had it come down to nothing but a dream? Real, she felt so real in his arms, on his lips. He had to do something, something to make things right. Eileen deserved nothing that had happened to her, least of all her death.

That had been his fault.

“Sam,” Eileen started, her lips against his, “stop blaming yourself.”

He held her at arm’s length, lost in the depths of her dark brown eyes. With a sniffle, he wiped away his tears as he spoke. “How? If you had never met me, you’d still be alive.”

Tender fingers carded through his hair as Eileen smiled. “That banshee might have finished the job if you and Dean hadn’t showed up.”

Funny, even in death. “That’s not true. You had that hunt completely covered,” he said as he curled a stray lock of her golden-brown hair behind her ear. “Dean just likes playing the hero.”

She snorted at that. “And you don't?”

Oh, how he missed her wit. “Maybe. Still, you didn’t need one,” he stated with a crooked smirk.

“No, but I didn’t mind having two,” she teased. “Besides, it was worth it. I wouldn't trade having met you.”

He wanted to laugh. But insidious thoughts stripped him of any mirth he might have felt. “I wish I'd have gotten your letter sooner. You could have stayed with us. In the Bunker. I could have—”

“Please,” Eileen interrupted. “Don’t feel sorry for me. You couldn’t have known what the Brits were up to.

“But I should have,” he insisted as he parted from her. Frustration gripped him like a vice as Sam paced, his mind muddied by turbulent thoughts. When he found his bed remained solid amidst the cloudy white that surrounded them, he sat upon it and prayed for clarity. “I should have known they would go after everyone we cared about. They took my mom, for fucks sake. Of course they’d come after you.”

Eileen followed him to his bed and sat beside him. “I meant that much to you?”

It pained him so to see the doubt in her eyes. “You did. You still do,” he replied as he took her hand, so small in his. What he wouldn’t give, what he wouldn’t do to see her alive again. The thought terrified him.

“I don’t have much longer,” she said. “Gabriel might be the most powerful archangel left, but even his ability to manipulate time and space is limited.”

Grief weighed so heavy on his heart, he felt it might burst. He had to say goodbye. Again. He opened his mouth, but the words died in his throat, unable to give them voice. He knew what would happen next. He would fall asleep, then awaken to remember only a brief glimpse of their final moments together. No matter how deep he delved, he couldn’t find the courage to say it.

Because deep down, he knew the truth. He had no desire to ever say goodbye to Eileen.

“It’s okay, Sam,” she sighed. Her fingers twitched as she spoke. “Rest. You’ll find a way tomorrow.”

Blurred by the fresh tears in his eyes, Eileen’s sad smile wavered, and Sam drifted, lost in a roiling sea of distress. Down he wandered, buoyed by the current and rocked gently to sleep as he lay back in his bed. Eileen never left his side, her hand still in his as he succumbed to darkness once more.

“Goodbye, Sam,” he heard. “I’ll see you again soon.”

In the intervening hours, Sam slept, soundless and undisturbed. No other visions came to him, not even his typical nightmares. Rest he had not experienced in years revitalized him so that when he awoke at six o'clock the following morning, he headed straight for the Library.

A pot of coffee, at least twenty books, and an hour of cross-referencing later, Sam stumbled upon the information for which he searched. But it had not been in any of the books or files or marginal notes. The answer to his nagging question had lain buried in a newly minted memory.

I’ll see you again soon.

That moment resurfaced as his mind wandered amidst the books. Looped, it repeated endlessly as he focused on one, tiny detail he had missed the night before.

Her fingers twitched as she spoke. “Rest. You'll find a way tomorrow.”

Not a way to say goodbye. A way to never say goodbye. Her fingers had moved so quick, it was no wonder he had missed them in the moment.

Hellhound. Ketch. Loophole.

Brilliant as ever, Eileen had figured it out on her own. She only needed him to execute her plan.

Sam raised a brow as he scanned the Library, and, once positive that he was very much alone, he spoke.

“Hey, uh, Chuck? It’s Sam. I’ve got a question for you…”

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[littlehollyleaf]

Questions for the Blogger!

tagged by @lankybrunettepartdeux (my apologies for being half-hearted about this, I’m a lazy ass!)

Rules: Answer 30  questions and tag 20 blogs you are contractually obligated to know better.

1. Nicknames: I tried very very hard at Uni to give myself the nickname ‘Leaf’ but it never worked out :p 2. Gender: Female 3. Star sign: Scorpio (but I never seem to fit ANY of the descriptions) 4. Height: don’t remember, can’t be bothered to check... something like 5′1 5. Time: 11.45am (BST) 6. Birthday: 7th Nov 1984 7 & 8. Favorite Bands & Favorite solo artists: I’ve combined these because my answer covers both - see truth is I don’t really ‘do’ music, so... never really sure who is solo and who is a band (is Pink the person? is Bon Jovi the band? idek!) and... I have SONGS I enjoy, but don’t really pay attention to the artists most of the time... kinda like Meatloaf, listen to Swift sometimes, recently grabbed a bunch of songs by Halsey... have also listened to Kansas and AC/CD... but I like cheesy shit too like ABBA... um, Bonnie Tyler... Annie Lennox... Dolly Parton... basically I have no musical taste is what I’m saying, and generally whatever fandom I’m in dictates what music I like at the time 9. Song stuck in my head: “Purple Rain” (oh gee I wonder how THAT happened :p) 10. Last movie I watched: Kingsman The Golden Circle :) 11. Last show I watched: Justice League Action (well one episode :p) 12. When did I create my blog: don’t remember... 13. What do I Post/Reblog: geeky stuff 14. Last Thing I Googled: literally just now “who is in control lyrics” - because I couldn’t remember the artist of the song for the Q above (that’s how bad I am at music) 15. Other Blogs: got an LJ still kicking about somewhere 16. Do I get asks: it has been known :p 17. Why I Chose My URL: my name’s holly, I’m small... also when I first needed to create an online username for LJ back in the day my first choice of ‘hollyleaf’ was already taken 18. Following: too many :p (tumblr has been running slow for me for a while and I suspect it’s cos of the amount of blogs I follow... I try and prune now and then but... eh) 19. Followers: too many! seriously guys, what are you all here for? I’m so ridiculous! (I suspect a lot are actually porn blogs/bots though - I only discovered this year how to check who is following you and that you can block them... I so can’t be bothered to wade through my existing followers and try and figure out which are and aren’t real though) 20. Average Hours of Sleep: 6-8 21. Lucky number: 7 I guess 22. Instruments: See above about me and music - playing is worse because... I can’t always tell when something is out of tune (my dad is legit tone deaf and I’ve long suspected I may take after him). I did play the flute to Grade 2 when I was younger though. I enjoyed it but never really... got INTO it, you know? I was always, like, ‘playing by numbers’ I suppose? 23. What am I wearing: PJs. It’s my day off leave me alone. 24. Dream job: No job. I have ZERO ambition. If I could just chill and fandom and snuggle with my cats every day I would. My job gets me money to live, that’s all (although I do like my job okay!) 25. Dream Trip: SDCC! Although atm I am also really kinda interested in visiting Japan 26. Favorite Food: Pork, probably. Unless you count drinks, in which case Coke and/or Mountain Dew. 27. Nationality: Brit. 28. Favorite Song RIGHT NOW: Ah no single one, just dumb stuff that gives me nygmobbelpot feelings mostly - “All of Me” by John Legend, “Loving You is a Dirty Job (But Someone’s Gotta Do It)” by Bonnie Tyler, “Strange Love” by Halsey... (I REALLY NEED some foxma songs though, so if anyone has any ideas??) 29. Last Book Read: Last one I finished was “A Skinful of Shadows” by Frances Hardinge (who is AMAZING and it was AMAZING everyone read her if you like slightly spooky stuff that, thank goodness, LACKS ROMANCE). Currently reading “Lockwood and Co. The Empty Grave” by Jonathan Stroud :)

30. Top Three Fictional Universes You’d Want to Join: 

Doctor Who (because it’s basically ours but with the chance you might stumble into the TARDIS one day, so I could theoretically keep my life largely as is :p)

Labyrinth (again, basically ours, but if you played your cards right you might get whisked off for a magical adventure with the Goblin King for a night, which is a win!)

The Librarians (this has the same element of ‘our world but magic is real’ but in a twist on the above I’d actually be happy to be part of the action in this world, because the characters’ magic adventures seem fun and with the least amount of trauma involved, lol! I don’t think I’d be smart enough to be a Librarian though alas)

Oh sorry, did you think I’d say Gotham or spn? Fuck that, you know if ~I lived in those universes I’d be Extra #3 in the cold open who gets violently slaughtered by the monster/villain of the week, so no thanks! (and even if not - I could not handle the stress of living in Gotham, have you SEEN what happens there??)

[elizabethrobertajones]

Hey I'm new to tumblr but I've seen screenshots of it. How do you find the things that you want to look at?

Oh I’m either a great person to ask or the worst because I have absolutely no extensions and will give you advice tailored around using this hell site exactly as I found it, which I suppose is useful when you’re new and before someone shows you some extensions that I hear make things easier :P

When I first joined tumblr I just searched “supernatural” and skimmed that search for posts I wanted to see. (Actually about 6 months previously I was doing this exact thing for The Hobbit movies but I didn’t see the appeal of joining a fandom so I never got involved past laughing at memes on tumblr and not even reblogging anything) 

With SPN fandom, I realised the posts I liked were tagged certain ways that got results of more posts I wanted to see and filtered out all the general tag shitposting, and I started searching those things instead, after a while of which I had a list of tags I visited all the time. 

Of course the entire time I was hitting the follow button on every blog that seemed to post a lot of what I was interested in seeing, so that’s an assumed piece of advice for you :P 

For example I went in the SPN meta tag and hit follow on every blog posting in it when I first joined tumblr. After a while you start to see social patterns and find blogs you agree with more or violently disagree with, so you start to be more selective or have to use the right to unfollow someone you agree with who seems like an asshole and hope their posts reach you via reblogs, etc. And you can’t follow everyone. I follow too many blogs and despite being a housebound headache lump under a blanket who’s on my laptop on and off all day and I don’t stay caught up. Find like… 100 people you like and try and keep it around there while constantly exercising the right to unfollow and follow different blogs. 

These days you can get posts from the tags you like onto your dash as well as having them stored to visit whenever. 

Type into tumblr’s search bar and find things you want to follow, so this is what mine looks like:

having a glance there I just noticed I don’t actually follow ANY Destiel edit tags because I guess I’m extremely well-served by what I see on my dash with my followers, but for the sake of showing you -

wait a minute this “destiel edit” tag looks too general - full of shitposts and chat posts and really quickly made meme-y edits! Maybe you want to follow that while you’re new, maybe you know you’ll see as much of that as you need on your dash because silly people will always reblog silly things so it’s not urgent to follow it (I’m not saying don’t, I’m just making snobby judgements about what I want on my dash and also I know this is the kind of quality shitposting I already followed a bunch of people for and the meta writers and fancy edit makers and artists are all going to be silly people who will ALSO make trashy chat posts, quickly cobbled together edits, and memes without me seeking that out :P)

So I looked at the one fancy destiel gifset in the first bunch of results and looked at the tags and - 

https://www.tumblr.com/search/destieledit

There we go, that’s what all the gifmakers are using and I see BNF (big name fan) giffers in the suggested blogs at the top, many of whom I already recognise and will always reblog their gifs (because I follow too many blogs so stuff like this is how i see what they’re up to). So now I’m viewing that page instead of “destiel edit” having made the point about the importance of difference in spacing to fandom - 

Click the blue follow button in the top bar because this is what I want on my dash :D

this will now be in the dropdown under the search bar I showed at the start and you can visit it whenever by clicking on that. It will ALSO now put random posts on your dash like this:

the blue “Follow” suggests I don’t follow this blog, unlike the other posts on my dash around it which are just a chronological list of things people I follow have posted. There’s also an X button that will give you a snarky comment as you get rid of the post. Generally this removes it never to be seen again, so if you wanted to reblog it and pressed X good luck hunting it down with what your remember or your best guess what tag it was in :P

This is how it shows you what tag it is in, with the little green text and magnifying glass:

As you can see a lot of creators put a whole bunch of tags on a post to cover a lot of bases. Since I follow SPN edit and spnedit I’m gonna have to take this post off my dash twice at some point, though it’s not exactly hard seeing it over and over because I like Abaddon’s face :P I’ll probably stick this post in my queue before I press the X button. Once I’ve pressed that, it will disappear and the next page of my dash will have a new suggested post.

Oh thinking of pages you’ll want to turn off endless scrolling so you get 10 posts per page on your dash if you’re on a computer:

https://www.tumblr.com/settings/dashboard

Since I’m 100 miles behind on my dash looking at stuff from a week ago, I generally get all the new edits after an episode from this method, combined with selective blog stalking of my favourite people. :P

Anyway once you’re following a bunch of blogs for content, you’ll start to see a more nuanced version of tumblr on your dash - lots of discussion and posts in types you never thought you were looking for. I found MOST people I wanted to follow by seeing discussions or reblogs on my dash of things I was also interested in, using the original people I followed as like a style guide for what I wanted to see. 

People fairly regularly get asked or post lists of people THEY follow, or “follow forever” posts with up to like 100 people they follow on it; if you’re feeling lazy about populating your dash and stumble on one of those, you can indiscriminately follow all those lot and see what happens borrowing someone else’s dash (while knowing you can unfollow at any time). I’ve seen people in a ton of different fandoms doing it so if you go on a fandom blog you like and search “follow forever” on their page, you’ll either find them reblogging one they’re in with thanks, or making their own. It’s always the phrase “follow forever” which is handy for searching.

Aside from that, explore blogs! Follow posts to their sources if you like what someone said. I don’t follow any tags for fic and art because I see that most on my dash and can rely on everyone I follow to find and reblog it in the first place - I follow relatively few people JUST for fic or art, as they’re the things I rely on getting second hand a lot of the time and come with a sort of implicit recommendation that someone else already reblogged them onto my dash. (TBH you might have noticed I also said I don’t follow a lot of the BNF gif and edit people - meta blogs are the only things I follow MOSTLY to get their content direct from the source and this is advice I read when I was new to tumblr. Stuff like edits, art and fic from well-established fandom people will reach you whether you follow them or not, so concentrate on making friends and enjoying their content when you might be the first or only person to do so initially if they’re not very well known either) 

When you see a post you like on your dash, you follow the source, at the bottom of a reblogged post - just hover over their name:

That blue “follow” next to it, btw, it suggesting I follow the blog the person below this post reblogged something from. The pink “Unfollow” button on euclase’s pop-up bio would be a follow button if you weren’t following her (which you should probably go do right now, I’ll wait :P) Basically Tumblr is always giving you a ton of ways to follow more people while you’re on your dash.

You can also explore people’s blogs directly. For example, Shirley has a tag for all the fics she reblogs from other people:

http://destieldrabblesdaily.tumblr.com/tagged/drabbles%3A-others

If you browse tags like that on blogs that reblog a ton of content from others, you can follow people who make what you like best. So a blog that reblogs a ton of art will have way more choice about what artists to follow than seeking out individual artists one by one.

I think that’s all the advice I have to get you started >.> It’s way more nuanced with meta considering all the different interpretations going around and even the people I follow who I agree with enough to follow, definitely have massive schisms between how they all think as a whole of the meta bloggers I follow, so if you asked me this specifically because I’m a meta blog I’ll have to do a pt.2 on that when I’m a bit more awake. :P