This & That.

creative outlet.

[a-moment-captured]

This was 100% me in 1999! Take me back pre teen years and to the TRL days please!

[textsfromtheavengers]

[a-night-writer]

😂 I laughed way to long at this

[a-night-writer]

I may or may not have fallen in love with this man!. Also Merry Christmas 🎄

[a-night-writer]

Happy Halloween 🎃

[a-night-writer]

[thoughtkick]

“Be nice People, cause nobody likes an asshole.”

— Darren Criss

[bloodydeanwinchester]

when his eyebrows do this. you agree. reblog.

[thoughtkick]

“She wanted a storm to match her rage.”

— George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows

[sataniccapitalist]

#themythofhumansupremacy

[darth-revan-dark-lord]

Dude Looks Like a Lady by Aerosmith might be a tad dated lyrics wise, but listen.

Robin Williams in old lady getup dancing with a vacuum cleaner and flipping Pierce Brosnan the bird will forever live rent free in my head whenever this song pops up.

[labyrinthlover]

I’ve had this stuck in my head for 3 days

[stuffaboutminneapolis]

[a-night-writer]

For some reason this made me crack up way more than it should have. 😂🤣🤭

[impala-dreamer]

I Wish I Knew What To Do

The more I speak to writer friends, the more I realize that fandom is about to legitimately lose some amazingly talented people because the fandom doesn’t care anymore. There’s almost zero support for artists, writers, giffers, creators. 

Three years ago, I would post a fic and within an hour have over 200 notes. I don’t say this to brag, because now- I am HAPPY to get 10 notes on anything I post. Legit excited that I hit 10. 

Did the quality of my work go down? I don’t think so. Those who read and give me feedback don’t think so. I think we agree that it’s gotten better. Has it gotten stale? Sure, sometimes, you write something familiar just because you’ve written so much. But it’s not as stale as anyone else’s. 

Is our fandom dying? Yes. Why? Because fans have stopped interacting with the one thing that keeps fandoms alive: CONTENT. If you want to keep your fandom alive, YOU have to keep it alive. 

We create because we love it, we share because we love it, you ignore it because… ? Maybe you don’t love it. Maybe you don’t want work from someone anymore. But then don’t complain when your favorite writers, your beloved artists, your dash-filling gif makers are gone. 

If you want the fandom to thrive, YOU need to help keep it alive. 

Reblog. Comment. Interact. Damn the man, Save the Fandom.

[chaoticace22]

what a month huh?

[impala-dreamer]

~~All Fics are NSFW 18+ ONLY~~ 

~~If you read something, please reblog and share!~~

Posession ~   Collaring Kink, Oral

Need It ~  Desperation, Smut

In The Dark ~  Sensory Deprivation, Light Bondage, Smut

No One Like You (Wincest) ~  Wincest, Oral

Tired and Sweaty ~  Working Out, Dry Humping

My Precious Love ~  sub!Sam, 1st Person GN!Dom!Reader

Right Here ~  Public Play, Soulless!Sam

A Game ~  Objectification!Kink, Toy Use

While We Were Sleeping ~  Backseat Loving, Smut in the Impala

End of His Rope ~  Choking, Light Bondage, Angry!Sam

So Hard Without You ~  Dirty Talk, Masturbation

Unexpected (Sam x Mick Davies) ~  Fingering, Anal Play

Some Strange Grace ~  Overstimulation, Oral, DubCon, Grace!Kink, Gadreel!Sam

Help ~  Accidental Hypnosis, Non/DubCon, Powers!Sam, Angst

Love You Too Much ~  Vanilla Sex, Bittersweet Romance

Bless Me ~  Degradation, Priest!Kink, Blasphemy, Just Unholy Smut

Bound For Me ~  Ropes, Toys, Smuts

Loss and Gain ~  Loss of Virginity, Fluff

The Last Room ~  Friends to Lovers, Smut

My Mark ~  Biting, Marking

Somewhere Under South America ~  Edging, Oral, Crack

Just Like This ~  Nightmares, Comfort

A Quick Ride ~  Face-Riding, Cum Eating, Smut

How Strange (with Huntercorp!Sam) ~ Voyeurism, Smut

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[impala-dreamer]

Just Like This

Sam Winchester x Reader

NSFW, Nightmares, Comfort

518 Words

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Sam woke up crying, his hands reaching for her in the dark. 

The nightmare had been harsh, dark and terrifying, throwing his mind into chaos. It was too real, too horrible to be true. 

He clawed at the sheets until he touched her back. She was tucked up on the edge of the bed, close but a million miles away. 

“Y/N…” He trembled, patting at her shoulder until she stirred. 

Sleeping but concerned, she turned over, taking his hovering hand and closing it inside her own. 

“Sam? What-what’s wrong?” She blinked into the darkness, searching for him. “Turn on the light.” 

Sam shuddered. “No. No. I just…” His breath was shaky and she scooted closer. 

“You’re crying…” It wasn’t an accusation, a simple fact. She reached to touch his cheek and her fingers came back warm and wet. “Was it a nightmare?” 

He sucked in a deep breath and nodded. “Yeah. I-I’m sorry, I just needed… to hear your voice.” 

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[thoughtkick]

“And so it seems I must always write you letters that I can never send.”

— Sylvia Plath