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This is too much, thank you Sas, we love you too!!!

Givelovetoday

I’m nominating @samtomydeanwinchester @castihelloboys @thinkwritexpress @winchester-with-wings @roadhouse-respite @autoblocked @cestladoulerexquise @yoursupernaturalsammygirl @wayward-wheels and @writingsofwinchesters

I know the rules say one person but seriously I can’t pick and say I only love one of you ladies. If it disqualifies the entry I don’t care because you ladies need to hear this anyway.

You are absolute stars.

I can’t go to a full time uni, my medical condition doesn’t make that possible, but through the magic of the online world I still feel like I have a group of friends. We laugh together, cry together and I truthfully couldn’t picture my day to day life without chatting to you girls. I’ve embarrassed myself in stupid video messages to you more times than I can count and been genuinely upset or excited for things in your lives. I don’t tell people I meet about “this person online”, I tell them about my friend. You’ve picked me up when I’m low, made my cheeks hurt with laughter aaaand even made me blush a fair amount too!! You might not realise it but you guys have helped me with confidence I didn’t even know I had and I will forever be grateful for that. I hope I make you ladies smile half as much as you make me smile and I hope to watch you all find all the happiness and success you so truthfully deserve.

Thank you for being you.

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

Youtuber AU - Surprise!

A/n: This came from this prompt - Youtuber!Jeonghan with nonfamous jisoo that everyone on the internet ships. Enjoy <3

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Youtuber AU: Surprise! | How Jeonghan Met Jisoo

Jeonghan one of those lifestyle youtubers

Think fashion, makeup, food, culture, random lives, that kinda stuff

Is super famous because he’s so fucking pretty??????

And his reviews on things are really honest and blunt, like if it’s shit he’ll say it’s shit

We all know he’s a savage mofo under that angelic-looking shell

He makes good content, and people love it

Has a housemate, who is equally cute, but who only ever comes on when Jeonghan’s videos are language or food related

(or when he’s threatening to cut off the internet because Jeonghan’s taking too long on his lives and “the internet costs money too!!”)

Jeonghan’s English, lets face it, is truly dismal

But said housemate’s name is Jisoo, a cute, soft spoken Korean American

I say soft spoken, but this angel can be as sharp as Jeonghan, but he also is the lamest bean on earth

You can see why they’re friends right????

All of the internet loves when they appear together bc ~chemistry~

There’s always soft touches, lingering looks, and even once, Jisoo had his head leaning on Jeonghan’s shoulder!!!!!!

Jeonghan reads every single comment, and laughs when some of them claim that they should totally be dating and getting married

(Surprise bitches, they are dating, Jisoo just didn’t want Jeonghan’s hectic career affecting his Masters studies)

Yes Jisoo is a whole intellectual, doing his Masters in music with Jihoon, the tiny but genius-level producer

They talk about it sometimes, coming clean with fans, and once even posted a vague picture on Instagram that sent all of Jeonghan’s many, many fans into a tizzy

(It was hilarious, and Jisoo hasn’t laughed that hard in a while)

Their 3rd year anniversary rolls around, and Jisoo tells Jeonghan he’s ready to let everyone know about them

Jeonghan’s so excited because finally!!!!!!!

But it’s also because

-whispers- Jeonghan’s proposing to Jisoo

And he totally enlists Jihoon and his boyfriend Seungcheol’s help, and of course the team he works, Mingyu, Wonwoo, and Minghao

It’s on the rooftop that they met, all those years ago, decorated gorgeously with delicately hung fairy lights, candles lining the walkway, and rose petals scattered

Jisoo believes Jeonghan wants to surprise him, but ha the poor boy has no idea what’s coming for him. His eyes are misty with tears because the last 3 years with him have been the most amazing he’s ever had

Jeonghan tells Jisoo to turn around and take in the view of Seoul, the sprawling city laid out at his feet

Jisoo turns back to tell Jeonghan he loves him, and that he loves this surprise

But….

Jeonghans not standing anymore

He’s on one knee, holding a beautiful ring, a thick silver band with a diamond sparkling at him

“You’re the light of my life, the happiness in my heart. You make me want to be better, not just for you or me, but for us. Will you marry me?”

You can bet your ass Jisoo launches himself at Jeonghan, crying as he says yes over and over again

And yes, it’s all caught on camera

Rip the internet when it gets uploaded, because literally everyone is just JSHSHSHSKEKSHAHSLF

But the fans are happy, really (until they find out how long they’ve been together and Jeonghan’s fans almost start an internet riot oops)

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If you’d like more of this AU, or your own lil thing, of if you just wanna yell at me, you can do so here~

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

Snowboarding AU - White (maybe) Weddings

A/n: It’s freezing where I’m at right now so I decided what better than to write my favourite (only) winter AU? It’s proposal time~~

Want more of this AU? Ask me here!

Snowboarding AU : Falling in the snow | A Warm Cup of Chocolate | (Almost) Frozen Kisses | Snowflakes and Cherry Blossoms | White (maybe) Weddings

Winter rolls round again, earlier than usual this year

Jisoo and the girls are back on the slopes, with Jeonghan as their personal, private (free) teacher this time

Perks of having a snowboarding teacher boyfriend, right?

The sun’s already beginning to set, and Jeonghan announces at the top of the slope that because it’s the final run of the day, there should be a competition

The twins are beyond excited, of course, challenging one another to reach the bottom first, both giggling when they agree that their beloved appa will be last

Jisoo just watches them fondly, knowing that even if he was good at snowboarding he’d still lose for them

In fact, (unknown to Jisoo, of course) Jeonghan’s counting on Jisoo’s parental instinct on giving him some time for his surprise

He’d planned everything perfectly for it to happen today, and Hong Jisoo better not suddenly have a competitive streak in him

He’d asked the twins for Daddy’s hand in marriage when Jisoo was out getting groceries, and showed them the ring he was gonna propose to Jisoo with

Granted, that took more time than he expected because he had to explain what asking for permission from them actually meant

But once they understood, they were so excited that Jeonghan had to lie to Jisoo that he fed them a little bit too much candy

Jeonghan had even roped in Seungcheol to be on standby with the flowers, and the ring box, because the last thing he wanted to do was lose it in the never-ending snow

He’d even “pitched” the competition idea to Jisoo on the ski lift, to make sure he’d let them win

Jeonghan announces that he’ll be the judge of the competition, and he’ll meet them at the bottom of the slope, before speeding off on his snowboard, disappearing quickly

Both Nayoung and Eunwoo scream and push themselves off, while Jisoo just laughs, keeping a safe distance behind to make sure that they were being safe

He loses sight of them towards the end because he’s “letting them win” (aka he actually falls and genuinely loses, not that he’d admit it), but he spots them with his boyfriend, holding… flowers?

Jisoo’s so distracted he panics when he tries to stop and flails, faceplanting into the snow

Right at Jeonghan’s feet, naturally

The girls are hiding their giggles behind the beautiful flowers they’re holding and Jeonghan’s laughing outright

“Knew you’d fall for me,” he winks, hand outstretched to help his beloved up

Jisoo grumbles, accepting Jeonghan’s offered hand and dusting himself off. He doesn’t notice at first, and nearly falls again when he sees Jeonghan on one knee, holding a ring box and – oH MY GOD

“You’ve made me so happy this last year, ever since you first face planted while your daughters showed you up,” Jeonghan begins, grinning up at Jisoo. “I never thought I’d love anything more than snowboarding, but you, Eunwoo, and Nayoungie have proven me so, so wrong. Hong Jisoo, will you marry me?”

Jisoo can hear cameras clicking and everyone whispering excitedly and squealing, but all he can think is ohmygodohmygodohmygod this is really happen–

“Please say yes, my knee is cold and my hands are freezing,” Jeonghan complains, and Jisoo snaps out of it to full body tackle Jeonghan into the snow

“Yes, yes, yes,” he laughs, fully sitting on top of Jeonghan, who’s still looking up at him hopefully

“Fuck yes,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss Jeonghan’s lips. Jeonghan breaks out into the biggest grin ever, pulling off Jisoo’s glove so he can nestle the ring on his fourth finger

“I love you so much,” Jeonghan whispers, leaning in for another kiss, when they’re attacked with flowers

Literally.

Nayoung and Eunwoo start shrieking, throwing their flowers at the newly engaged couple, before tackling Jisoo, excitedly talking over one another about how hard it was to keep a secret

Seungcheol shoots Jeonghan a thumbs up, waving his phone to tell him he’d filmed the entire thing, and he nods, turning back to his fiancé

He sits in the snow for a bit, watching his soon-to-be family cuddle up in the fluffy snow, and feels warm and content despite the below freezing temperatures

“Who wants hot chocolate!” Jisoo yells, and the girls scream, scrambling to return their snowboard to get Daddy’s famous hot chocolate, and Jeonghan laughs, brushing off the snow from his clothes

“I love you,” Jisoo murmurs, and Jeonghan presses a kiss to Jisoo’s cold cheek. He’s about to respond, when Eunwoo starts yelling at them to hurry up

Jeonghan can’t wait for his family life to begin.

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JIHAN YURI ON ICE AU PLS ;w;

So I’m gonna be honest, I don’t really watch anime, so I had to google the plot for Yuri on ice, so I’m really sorry if some of it seems inaccurate T^T

(also shameless self plug I have another ice skating jihan fic here if you’d like, anonnie~)

Want more of this AU? Ask me here!

Yuri On Ice AU: Introductions | Drunk (Almost) Kisses | I Have Faith

Where Jisoo contemplates giving up the sport he’s worked on his entire life because of consecutive losses and heart-wrenching defeats

He literally grew up skating, but placing last at the biggest tournament in competitive ice skating, he’s sorta more than kind-of-depressed

Turns to alcohol (bad, bad boy) at the banquet dinner for all competitors

Gets so, so drunk because this boy has no control

Literally, he sees, he likes, he drinks

This…

This is where he meets one Yoon Jeonghan

Jeonghan is totally a world famous, five time world champion ice skater

With etheral, angelic beauty to boot

Jisoo approaches him (drunk out of his mind, mind you), and demands Jeonghan be his coach

Jeonghan’s flustered, but he’s also interested in this pretty, doe-eyed boy, whose eyes are glazed over, cheeks flushed and stumbling all over the place

He never gets to answer though, because Jisoo had stumbled away

And Jeonghan never sees him again

Until two weeks later, when a friend sends him a video of a skater doing one of his most difficult routines

It’s flawless, and Jeonghan is stunned when the video’s caption reads:

“Hong Jisoo, GPF 2018 finalist - Yoon Jeonghan free skate cover”

Books his ass straight to wherever Jisoo is, because shit that boy can skate (and also because he would very much like to meet him sober)

Jisoo is a whole flustered shy boi when Jeonghan turns up at the resort his family owns, because tHATs wORld FamOUS yoOn JEongHAn

He totally nearly faints when Jeonghan says he would like to coach him

He starts with working Jisoo to get him back into shape, because ice skating is no easy sport

Works Jisoo into the ground with drills, basics, perfecting his turns and jumps, and Jisoo can’t decide if he wants to thank Jeonghan for his help

Or pummel him into the ground for exhausting him every single day

(or kiss him senseless, because fuck, he’s hot when he’s strict)

All that hard work pays off when Jisoo places first in the Qualifying events for the world championships

In fact, he’s so happy that he pulls Jisoo in for a kiss

On LIVE, PUBLIC TELEVISION

Jisoo’s … surprised to say the least

But also, holy fuck Jeonghan’s lips are so soft

(They share more than just kisses in the privacy of their hotel room, but that’s a story for another day)

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[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

What kpop group is your fave?

mmm I stan BTS and SEVENTEEN.

I’ve literally bought every album that SVT has released so far lmao, and collected all of Bangtan’s Korean albums.

I haven’t bought any BT21 merch, or any of their musters or extra content, and I’ve been to two Seventeen concerts (Both VIP tickets heheh).

BUT... i don’t like outing myself as an ARMY.

(please click read more if you want to read my mini rant about some ARMY thanks)

 I don’t like it, bc then everyone immediately assumes i’m crazy obsessed with them and think they’re the most amazing, talented, groundbreaking group ever to have come out of KPOP (which they’re not, they have a lot, and i mean A LOT, of sunbaes who laid the groundwork for bangtan to be so successful in the way they are now)

I’m also not saying they don’t work hard, bc they do, and they do deserve every bit of recognition they’ve earned. I just don’t agree with the stans who insist that bangtan are the best over groups like SHINee and Big Bang, TVXQ, and all the older groups that have been and still are really fucking successful. 

Yes you may love this group that you stan, but can u really call yourself a kpop lover if you don’t recognize those who made it big first? you don’t have to love them, but don’t drag them through the mud by saying shit like “SHINee and BIg Bang are over, just disband, BTS is the biggest best most successful group ever”

Love us, but respect everyone else. That’s always been how I see bangtan – respectful, appreciative, and thankful – and it’s so, truly heartbreaking to see that some ARMY don’t learn from their idols, instead choosing to blindly attack. These ARMY are ruining the experience of being a Kpop fan, and of being a Bangtan fan, because they attack you for not blindly loving a group that’s made it big.

If you’ve made it this far thank you for reading

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

Discovering Love

Title: Discovering Love

Pairing: Castiel x Dean

Warning(s): None, really, spoilers if you haven’t watched up to at least season 9???

Word Count: 385 words

A/N: Just a little drabble I’ve had sitting in my documents for ages, and I’m thinking of getting back into writing, now that I’ve got more free time, heh

Love.

How did Castiel, angel of Thursday, Heaven’s rebel, know of love, let alone know how to love?

He wondered too, sometimes.

He figures that it started with a love for His creation; Humanity. He observed them for eons, nothing more than a multidimensional wavelength of celestial intent, doing nothing more than just watching. If you asked him, he wouldn’t be able to tell you when he started doing more than just observing them, because he wasn’t so sure himself. It just sort of… happened.

Somehow, in some way or another, he discovered a love for the way humans led their lives – their oddities, cultures, the way they blindly loved and lusted after one another, the way they had such blind faith in one another, to the point that they were willing to die for it. It was all fascinating and new to Castiel, and he reveled in silently observing them, learning everything he could from his observation.

And then the love changed once more. It morphed, evolved, developed, and Castiel found himself running from the only home he had ever known, and instead seeking home in the company of two people –Sam and Dean Winchester.

With Sam, it wasn’t a romantic love – that much Castiel had decided. With Sam, he mused to himself one day, sitting in the elderly man’s heaven, it was more of an older brother protecting their younger sibling, but he treated Sam as his equal, never hovering like Dean did.

Dean Winchester.

That, he sighed, was a different story altogether. Dean had captured his interest from the moment he raised the man from perdition. Ridden with guilt, self-hatred, and an innate sense of a lack of self-worth, Castiel was drawn to the man.

Was this love? He asked himself, looking at the multitude of times he had willingly chosen to sacrifice himself for Dean Winchester.

He had chosen to rebel against Heaven.

He had chosen to fight against Michael and Lucifer alongside the Winchesters.

He had chosen to fight the Leviathan.

He had chosen.

And he chose Dean.

Cas had discovered many forms of love over the span of his infinitely long celestial life, but the most potent, and the one that made him happy, that made him whole was simply one thing, one person in particular, one Dean Winchester.

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

ANNOUNCEMENT!!

Hi Everyone!

Yes it’s Talia. I’m back!! (sorta) I don’t have like a long ass list of fics queued for posting, but I will be reblogging some of my Bitchachos’ fics, cos why the fuck not? hahaha.

First things first. I want to make this crystal clear.

I’M NOT BEGGING FOR MONEY

I recently set up this page called ko-fi, which essentially is a platform where you can donate money to support me. If you’re feeling particularly generous, the link is here

I decided I wanted to get back into writing SPN specifically, because well, I miss spending hours on end staring at my laptop writing deep angsty (or smutty) things. Who doesn’t, am i right?

It’s a little strange, if I’m honest, that I’m suddenly reappearing on Tumblr after so long, but essentially I feel like I owe y’all an explanation.

BASICALLY, what happened was that I fell out of Supernatural. After Amara I had to wait a long time for the new season, and in that time I fell hard for Kpop.

(Typical Asian, i know right?)

But yeah, anyway, I do still write, but I just took a hiatus cos I couldn’t draw inspiration from the boys anymore.

I decided to come back and give it another shot cos I still have unfinished works, and I’ve been itching to write, and Kpop’s cutesy fluff ain’t gonna cut it no more.

So... YAY ! I’m back!! (hopefully)

If you’ve made it this far, Thank you for all your support these last couple years

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

Discovering Love

Title: Discovering Love

Pairing: Castiel x Dean

Warning(s): None, really, spoilers if you haven’t watched up to at least season 9???

Word Count: 385 words

A/N: Just a little drabble I’ve had sitting in my documents for ages, and I’m thinking of getting back into writing, now that I’ve got more free time, heh

Love.

How did Castiel, angel of Thursday, Heaven’s rebel, know of love, let alone know how to love?

He wondered too, sometimes.

He figures that it started with a love for His creation; Humanity. He observed them for eons, nothing more than a multidimensional wavelength of celestial intent, doing nothing more than just watching. If you asked him, he wouldn’t be able to tell you when he started doing more than just observing them, because he wasn’t so sure himself. It just sort of… happened.

Somehow, in some way or another, he discovered a love for the way humans led their lives – their oddities, cultures, the way they blindly loved and lusted after one another, the way they had such blind faith in one another, to the point that they were willing to die for it. It was all fascinating and new to Castiel, and he reveled in silently observing them, learning everything he could from his observation.

And then the love changed once more. It morphed, evolved, developed, and Castiel found himself running from the only home he had ever known, and instead seeking home in the company of two people –Sam and Dean Winchester.

With Sam, it wasn’t a romantic love – that much Castiel had decided. With Sam, he mused to himself one day, sitting in the elderly man’s heaven, it was more of an older brother protecting their younger sibling, but he treated Sam as his equal, never hovering like Dean did.

Dean Winchester.

That, he sighed, was a different story altogether. Dean had captured his interest from the moment he raised the man from perdition. Ridden with guilt, self-hatred, and an innate sense of a lack of self-worth, Castiel was drawn to the man.

Was this love? He asked himself, looking at the multitude of times he had willingly chosen to sacrifice himself for Dean Winchester.

He had chosen to rebel against Heaven.

He had chosen to fight against Michael and Lucifer alongside the Winchesters.

He had chosen to fight the Leviathan.

He had chosen.

And he chose Dean.

Cas had discovered many forms of love over the span of his infinitely long celestial life, but the most potent, and the one that made him happy, that made him whole was simply one thing, one person in particular, one Dean Winchester.

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

This is the lucky clover cat. reblog this in 30 seconds & he will bring u good luck and fortune.

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

totally irrelevant but OMG RAPMON, WHATCHA DOING ON MY SUPERNATURAL DASH 

I love ALL of your stories but my absolute favs are By Royal Decree and Do Me A Favor

Awww yesss. I love those two! I will be finishing “By Royal Decree” soon ^^ 

“Do Me a Favor”

“By Royal Decree”

Tell me your favorite fic of mine!

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

HAHAH i love how you even put in the idjit reference. 

This response is way late, mostly bc i keep falling outta the SPN fandom, then marathoning like the entire season and getting stuck again (it’s a cruel cycle i swear... also KPOP has taken over my life it’s so tragic).

AND, in response to said anon - COME FITE ME BITCH. 

Just because you don’t want feedback, good or bad, doesn’t mean others don’t. 

You don’t serve the art. You’re doing a DISSERVICE to the art of creating, BECAUSE you don’t request for feedback. Asking for feedback isn’t fishing for praise. It’s asking for ways to improve, for writers to correct what they missed, be it grammar, style, or even plot. 

Feedback isn’t always “Oh I love your writing! Oh it’s amazing I love it so much!!” 

Sometimes it’s “The plot is a bit flat, the smut seems a little unrealistic” or “it’s actually set in 2013, but you wrote 2014″ or even “it’s had, not has.” 

Feedback is giving creators critique AND praise so they can improve, motivate themselves and better serve the art of their choice. 

I love your work and will continue to check your page regularly but damn, if only there was a way to block all the "give me feedback, give me feedback" posts. I just can't wrap my mind around *needing* feedback to be able to do your art. If I wait for feedback or even looked at the feedback on my art, nothing would ever get done. I guess it's differences in personality. I serve the art, you serve the masses.

Getting or not getting feedback does not stop me from doing my art. I post what I want when I want. I reblog that stuff not just for me but because I believe in it and practice it myself. I support other artists and writers.

When I get tagged in things like another writer’s work, it takes me a while to get to them because I want to make sure I give it my full attention and a response on the reblog.

Artists and writer’s like me don’t serve the masses. We serve ourselves and our art because for most of us, it is something we are passionate about and can’t just stop. But when we create something and share it, we are putting a piece of ourselves out there. We are making ourselves vulnerable and sometimes any sort of feedback is what it takes to reassure and validate someone that what they are doing is valued by others. It inspires the artists to continue to create. If they don’t get feedback, they won’t stop creating…they will stop sharing and posting.

We serve our art, not the masses. But yes we are putting it out there for an audience too. Musicians and singers have audiences and they get feedback too! Artists and writer’s just happen to have a different media form that requires a lil effort from their audience by liking, commenting, reblogging. But not everyone is comfortable doing that or they think they’re bothering the artist. That’s why posts like that are made. It reminds artists and their audiences that any reaction whether is a bunch of letters strewn together or a long analytical comment is valued and appreciated. But it is not necessary.

Just like it is not necessary for you to come into my inbox and take up your “valuable” time calling me out for something I reblogged.

Don’t you presume to know anything about my creative process. If I served the masses, then yeah I’d ignore my jobs, my fiance, my friends and family, my responsibilities and try to post every damn day. But I don’t. I write when I have the time and feel like it. And I SERVE MY ART. Why do you think I haven’t posted anything lately? Because I write whatever I want which means I am putting my effort and training into writing two books. And when the inspiration leads me from my original characters to my fanfiction, that’s when I work on it and when I finish a fic, I’ll post it if and when I’m good and ready.

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

Hey, so personalized Drabble, yeah? You know me girly but if you have any questions just ask. Dean, please :) how about me bringing home a bunch of puppies one day because I just couldn't resist. Anything else you feel inspired to include. Lotsa fluff please! :) you rock, Talia! 😘

Title: Too cute to resist

Pairing: Sydney x Dean

Warning(s): Cute fluff, swearing, Sam being overprotective of puppies

Word Count: 487 words

A/N: So. Tryna get back into the swing of things with a couple (horribly) overdue drabbles. Yikes. Wish me luck!

The first sign that something’s wrong is that it’s quiet.

Too quiet.

Dean frowns, a mix of suspicion and apprehension slithering up his spine. His hand reaches out blindly and closes around one of the Men of Letters’ archive books, a dusty old thing (not that he cares). He rounds the corner quickly, book raised and ready to strike at whoever tried to break in…

Or whatever, more like.

Sydney grins sheepishly, holding a squirming golden yellow ball of fur. Sam’s sitting next to her, with not one, but three puppies in his lap. All he can do is stare, trying to figure out why there were four puppies in the bunker.

“I can explain!” Sydney blurts, light pink dusting her pale cheeks, and a tuft of her blond hair (almost identical to the puppy’s too) falls across her face.  

“Wh- How- Why… What?” Is all Dean can manage. His brain is still trying to wrap around the concept of four – f o u r – puppies, in his safe haven. “Sam what the hell?” he demands, and Sydney makes a noise of protest, standing up with the puppy cradled in her arms.

Dean wants to protest, he should. Dogs were always more of Sam’s thing, not his. He doesn’t want to be cleaning fur out of his jacket, jeans, shirts, floor, out of Baby, all the damn time. He really should protest… but Sydney’s dark green eyes sparkled with hope, and her pout – damn that pout– makes his heart soften towards the pups.

“I picked them up in a box from the river,” she blurts, and Dean’s ripped from his introspective daydream about his girlfriend. Who’s currently puppy-eyeing him with a puppy. Rude.

“And….? Why are they here?” he asks, even though he already knows the answer (he’s hoping she won’t keep all four, but chances are slim).

“And I couldn’t leave Bailey, Sadie, Buffy and Bones all alone in the cold!” Sydney almost whines, and Dean knows he has no hope in hell of getting her to give up the dogs. She’s already freaking named them.

Sam laughs, letting the dogs crawl all over him while they explore their new territory. Dean can’t help but chuckle a little because they are kind of cute, and they are fluffy and–

“Oh my god I knew you’d love the puppies! This is Buffy,” Sydney giggles while Dean struggles not to accidentally drop and kill the small wriggling ball of fur suddenly plopped into his arms.

“Syd-babe- some help would be nice!” he yells, and Sydney picks the dog up effortlessly, watching as a now very disgruntled Dean brushes himself off. “Keep them outta my room,” he huffs, stomping off to take a shower.

(Dean totally lets Buffy into his room that night, because those two flailing seconds was enough for him to like that puppy over the others, and maybe they really are too cute to resist. Just Maybe.)

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

Your so sweet!! >~

Aw thank you sweetheart! I don’t know about how cool my blog is haha it’s so inactive lately!!! >

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

I haven't been able to leave the house for 2 days thanks to my anxiety. Do you think you could write a fic where the reader doesn't tell Sam and Dean about her anxiety and they find out after she begins to panic on a case?

Title: It Hits… Hard

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warning(s): Panic attacks, fear 

Word Count: 752

A/N: I’m so, so sorry this took so long!! I hope you’re feeling better anon! >Edit: Jesus I’m so sorry omfg I didn’t realize I accidentally copied my text twice. (I DON’T COPY ANYONE’S STUFF I JUST WRITE ALL MY SHIT ON GOOGLE DOCS THEN TRANSFER) So sorry!!!

Sam wipes the sweat off his forehead, panting heavily, while Dean groans, wincing as he gets off the floor, brushing the splinters and broken glass and whatnot off himself.

“Damned demons,” he huffs, glaring at the limp body on the ground. “I’m gonna rip Crowley a new one after this stunt.” he grumbles, and you laugh nervously, trying hard to tamp down on the bubbling irrational fear and panic.

It was supposed to be easy. Just an errant demon causing havoc. Nothing new, just the same old shit.

But it was different for you.

The boys didn’t know. How were you supposed to tell them? That the teenager they’d picked up on the road, bleeding from her thigh and looking like something had run over her, had just exorcised a demon from herself?

You take shaky breath, and pretend to stumble out from under the mess that the boys had left.

“It’s dead?” you ask shakily, barely sparing a glance at the lifeless body.

“Yeah, we snuffed her out. Little bitch she was,” Sam rolls his eyes, and he frowns slightly at you, the concern evident in his expressive eyes. “Hey. Y/N, you okay? You’re never so clumsy, so what happened tonight?”

You shake your head, turning away from the boys and sprinting to your car, because you know it’s coming. You can feel it.

Panic attacks.

You thought they’d stopped after the boys took you in, but you never expected to come face to face with the demon again, and it was just too much for you (or your body) to take.

You force yourself to take deep (supposedly) calming breaths, but all you can manage are shallow pants. You  feel the fear wrap around your heart, squeezing until it feels like you’re going to throw up. Tears well in your eyes, hot and uncontrollable, and you let out a choked gasp, letting the panic engulf you.

Dean heads out after you, frowning worriedly, and he panics when he sees you crying, running over and knocking insistently on your window.

“Y/N, Y/N!” Dean yells. “Babe, c’mon, open up!” he shouts through the glass, and you just panic even more, breaths harsher and quicker than earlier.

Your vision spots with black, and you feel cold sweat dripping down your back, just as Dean manages to pick the lock to your car.

“Hey, hey, I’m here, shhh, shhh, I’m here,” he pulls you out of the car, settling you in his lap on the ground, and just holds you.

You cling to him, trying to find your anchor, trying to hide the fact that this stupid simple hunt made you fall apart, but the tears don’t stop, the gripping fear refuses to ease, the panic still escalates. Dean doesn’t say anything, and just holds you, silently giving you the support he knows you need. He’s suspected for a long time, since you joined them almost three years ago, but always figured you’d either break first, or you’d go to him. Either way, he was gonna be there for you.

“You’re doing so good, babe,” Dean murmurs, not caring if you can hear him through your attack. “I’m so proud of you, y’know? You fight, and fight, and never give up, and I couldn’t be luckier to have someone like you,” he pauses, and grins slightly when he hears your sobs subsiding. “I know we don’t say it much, but we do love you, and as long as you need us, we’ll be here.”

You’re not sure what it is - his words, his tone, or just how good it feels to be in his arms, but it eases the paralyzing, stifling fear, and you relax (just a little) into him. You take a shaky, deep breath, and Dean rubs your shoulder comfortingly.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to see me like that,” you choke, voice hoarse and scratchy, and Dean chuckles softly, the smooth, rich sound reverberating through your body.

“It’s nothing, now c’mon, let’s go home. I have beer, and a hot burger just calling me name,” Dean beams at you, and you giggle tiredly.

“Okay, home,” you breathe, letting Dean’s hand engulf yours in warmth.

“Hey, Y/N,” he calls out suddenly, and you glance up at him curiously, raising an eyebrow. “If you ever want to talk, you know where my room is,” he grins genuinely, and you feel your heart melt a little.

You’re silent for a moment, before you squeeze his hand gratefully.

“Thanks Dean.”

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

Sweetest people ever!

I’ve probably posted this before, but i’m scrolling through my tumblr inbox and these two lovely messages stood out (amongst all the request i feel terrible about not responding ugh i’m so sorry guys) 

Love these kinds of messages! <3

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

Hey there, This isn't a request but I just wanted to send my thanks. I'm severely depressed with bad anxiety and whenever it gets bad,I distract myself with your blog because it's so positive. You help people without intending to, so thank you.

Hi sweetheart! I’m so glad at least my blog still makes some people happy! I’ve been horribly inactive the past six months or so, mostly because when season 10 ended I kinda fell outta the fandom, but regardless, I’m really happy to hear that you feel better from my blog! 

I wish I could make things better for you, but if my blog makes you happy, then i’m content

[yoursupernaturalsammygirl]

About me Tag

Rules: tag 20 followers you want to know better (I’m breaking this rule... sorry y’all because I want ALLLL of you to do it hehe.)

Nicknames: Tals, Talia 

Gender: female

If you had a cat, what would you name it: ... hm. probably like lucipurr or something lame HAHA

Height: 5'6″

Hogwarts House: Funny story... Pottermore sorted me into Ravenclaw, but every other quiz i take puts me into Slytherin. welp. 

Favourite color: black, blue, dark purple, maroon

Time right now: 4:10pm

Average hours of sleep: um anywhere from 3-7 hours

Lucky number: 5

What do you post: supernatural fanfic, reblog gifs and stuff i think is cute, this is a mostly an SPN-centric blog

Last thing I googled: Um. How to grow mint from cuttings ... 

Fictional character you would like to have as a younger sibling: CLAIRE? idk really i love so many fictional characters

Blnkets you sleep with: one thick comforter

Favourite Bands/Artists: um. well. Kpop: SEVENTEEN (kpop), Nu’Est, Ailee, BTS.   English: I can;t choose there’s so much good music out there

Dream Trip: Europe. All of Europe... (after the whole brexit mess is done and dusted though)

What I’m wearing right now: Light blue button down, dark jeans

When I made this blog: when? um sometime last june 

How many blogs I follow: 220

Pick a Word that starts with the first letter of your real name and ends with the first letter of your blog name: Y...N  Yawn? 

Do you get asks on a daily basis: nope, but mainly cos i is on hiatus now

Why did you choose your URL? Literal meaning, plus i thought it was cute