This is the tale of the Impala.

Run by Charlie and Bela...yes those are actually our names. We are two girls with an obsession, we write fanfic, and will post soon! *REQUESTS ARE OPEN* *Raptor Squad* Our email ~ [email protected]

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Netflix and Chili

Dad : you ready for Netflix and chill tonight? Me : ummmm…….. Dad : yeah I made some chili and I figured that we could all watch Netflix while we eat Dad : I don’t understand why everyone is so excited about chili now a days! *procedes to tell him the actual meaning*

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While back I read a really cute fanfic. I thought it was so amazing so I drew a cute picture for it. The fic is Pile of sugar by @impala67—kaz2y5 . Guys go read it now!!!!

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This looks so great! I’m glad you liked my fic! Keep drawing! Thanks so much!

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Hey guys it’s CHARLIE’S BIRTHDAY!!!! She is my best friend I have absolutely no idea what I would do without her. Even though we are just a few 1,000 miles apart right now we are still closer than ever. Lava ya 🌋🌋🌋 ~Bela❤️

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Hey Samsquatches!

So request are open, so please send any in! Right now, we’re focusing on TFW x Readers, because that’s the majority of our requests. So fill our inbox!

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Hi Hi Hi Can you write a cute little one-shot of DeanXAngel!Reader where instead of Dean trying to flirt (like it usually is) you try to flirt using the tricks Cas told you to use, and naturally...well, you know how it ends :)

It's up!

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Pile of Sugar

Request: Hi Hi Hi Can you write a cute little one-shot of DeanXAngel!Reader where instead of Dean trying to flirt (like it usually is) you try to flirt using the tricks Cas told you to use, and naturally...well, you know how it ends :)

Note: Hey Samsquatches, I am going to thoroughly apologize for not really being around lately. Bels and I have just started school, and the summer was crazy busy. Its been over two months since I posted part 1 of the TKAA series, I’m working on it whenever I can. We both have a ton of requests to write still and I feel really bad about not writing them yet. Until then, here’s the first request. I had a lot of fun writing this, and laughed for a long time when it was done. Thanks anon, for the request! -xXCharlieXx

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Title: Pile of Sugar

Author: Charlie

Words:875 (wow it’s short, sorry anon)

Song I’m Listening To (on repeat XD): Eye of the Tiger by Survivor

Warnings: Use of the word “ass” but...do we really care?

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“Brother, are you sure about this?” you ask tentatively.

“Sister, after being at Dean’s side for the past few years, it is hard to not observe his flirtatious ways,” Castiel explains. After realizing the feeling you had around Dean was, in fact, infatuation, you had wanted to express such feelings to him in a way he would understand. This led to asking Cas for flirting tips.

“(Y/N), one of the most important things about flirting, is facial cues,” Cas explains. He then quirks his face into a very unrealistic, somewhat creepy half smile, while staring you down.

“I hardly see how that is effective,” you state in slight amusement. “What about what you say?”

“Well, sister, if my good facial cues don’t seem to be enough, we can always just stick to ‘pick up lines,’” he suggests while air quoting. “I know many of Dean’s pick up lines by now. I’m sure they will work just the same. Let’s practice.”

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“Are those space pants? Because your ass is out of this world,” you state as you sit down next to Dean at the dinner table, only to be greeted with Dean slightly choking on his coffee.

“What the hell did you just say?” he questioned incredulously. His eyes were wide and his face showed utter shock.

You were obviously nervous. You really hoped Dean would like you. After realizing what your feelings were, you became more aware of them. You only wished that he felt that way about you.

You stood there, tilting your head, as you gauged his reaction. His eyes were wide with shock and confusion, and his mouth opened and closed, as if he were trying to find the words to say. Understanding that he probably did not get the idea, you fixed your posture, and walked out of the kitchen, deciding that today was not a good day to flirt. 

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Over the next two days, you would try a pick up line on Dean at some point during the day. The results remained with him staring in shock, not having gotten used to the action. He would freeze, and gape his mouth open, still not knowing what to say. You were almost done trying.

On the fourth day, you caught him in the kitchen, digging in the fridge for pie. You quietly hopped up on the counter and watch him, admiring his movement. 

“Did you sit in a pile of sugar? Because you have a pretty sweet ass,” you say, interrupting the silence. Dean jumped, being startled by your voice, and hit his head on the refrigerator. He rubbed his head, but did not seem as shocked as before. 

“(Y/N)?” he said, as he turned around. Once you could see his face, you noticed his wide eyes and almost concerned frown. 

“Do you not like that one? Here’s another! If you were a vegetable, you’d be a cute-cumber.”

“Uh, (Y/N)?”

“Yes Dean?” you ask, cocking your head to the side, a habit you’ve pick up from your brother.

“What’s been going on with you lately? You’ve been acting pretty weird lately.” Dean inquired. It was then that you realized you’re efforts had been fertile.

“Are you really so oblivious Dean?” you sighed before continuing, “Lately, I’ve been... struggling... to express my feelings. So, I asked Castiel for help.”

Dean’s face looked pensive, as if he was finally connecting the dots. “What do you mean ‘express your feelings’?” He asked somewhat hopefully.

Suddenly, you became very interested in your shoes. “My feelings for you,” you replied softly.

There was a beat of silence before you heard Dean inhale, causing you to look up. The look on his face showed utter relief, his mouth quirked up into that smirk you grown found of, and his eyes were shining bright.

“So you decided to ask Cas, the baby in a trenchcoat, for flirting tips?” He chuckled. You blushed.

“I was uncomfortable with going to Sam, thinking he would tell you. Cas seemed like the only option at the time,” you explained, a bit down that Dean hadn’t verbally returned your feelings.

As Dean slowly walked towards you, he said, “If you needed flirting tips, I could’ve helped you.”

“How so?”

“Well,” he stated, standing right in front of you, “I could’ve given you my own pick-up lines, such as,” he went on as he reached his hand to your face, tucking a hair stand behind your ear, “’I’m not a photographer, but I can picture me and you together,’ or saying something as simple as,” his hand moved to your chin, causing you to look up at him, “’Without you, my world would be dark.’”

Dean leaned in, kissing you’re lips softly. At first, you were shocked he would even do such a thing, but then you relaxed into it. His lips molded perfectly with you, as if they were made for each other. Breaking away to catch your breath, you rested your forehead against his.

“(Y/N), I have feelings for you too. So, please, don’t go to Cas for flirting tips again,” he said, out of breath.

You laughed and nodded, pulling him in for another kiss. But you broke away to say with a smirk, “I won’t...sugar.”

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Conversations with Bela never cease to entertain me

. xXCharlieXx

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Supernatural Pick Up Lines

“My love for you is like Sam Winchester’s hair. It keeps growing and growing.” “If I’m a demon, you must be a Devils trap, because I’m stuck on you.” “You are hotter than Mary Winchester.” “You’re like the Impala, I wanna ride you all night long.” “When it comes to you, I’m just like Cas. I’d fall for you.” “Are you a Phoenix? Because baby you are burning me up.” “You must be Azazel because you’re my obsession.” “You’re hotter than a ceiling fire. ” “You must be a werewolf because you’ve stolen my heart.” “You must be a trench coat because you would look great on me.”

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Look at this cutie patootie

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Hey guys! Comment what songs I should listen to when I write the second part of The Kids Aren't Alright Series! Carry On, xXCharlieXx

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The Kids Aren't Alright

**Hey Samsquatches! This is it! Our first series! When I came up with the idea of this series, we were at about 460 followers. And now we’re at 623? We cannot thank you guys enough for your support! I honestly didn’t think we’d make it this far so soon. Especially after only a couple months. You guys are amazing. Thank you Guys again.

Carry On, xXCharlieXx

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Title: The Kids Aren’t Alright Series: This is Part 1 of The Kids Aren’t Alright Series Author: Charlie Words: 1,165 Warnings: angsty and fluffy Songs I’m Listening To: The Kids Aren’t Alright, Just One Yesterday, both are by Fall Out Boy

When you first met Dean Winchester, you couldn’t even tie your shoes. Your dad was a hunter and would occasionally drop you off at Bobby’s when he was working a job. One day, this boy with green eyes met you at the door. You stared at him in wonder.

“Hi. I’m Dean,” The boy said, and stuck his hand out. You stared at it nervously. You never really got to hang out with other kids. You shakily reached out.

“I’m (Y/N),” you quietly said. He smiled at you and let you in.

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“Come on (Y/N/N)! We don’t want to miss it!” Dean yelled from ahead.

“Slow down, would ya?” You laughed. It was the 4th of July, and you and Dean had found the perfect place to watch fireworks.

By the time the both of you were 18, you had become best friends. Dean was there for you when you needed him. You would dump your sadness on him like you were dumping you’re purse on his bedroom floor. And he let you. He knew who you were, and always accepted you.

This was the happiest you had been since your dad died and Dean was amazed. He felt warm when your eyes finally lit up like you were still kids. It had been hard on him too, seeing his best friend feel so terrible. He felt so helpless because the only thing he could do is hug you when you were having a bad night. He just wanted you to be happy.

You and Dean sat on the hood of the impala, waiting for fireworks to start. The car radio was playing AC/DC’s Thunderstruck softly in the background. You sighed, finally feeling content, even just for a few moments. You looked at Dean, who was now completely laid back on the hood. You joined him. You both just laid there in silence, gazing at the stars. You pointed up.

“Do you see that really bright star straight up?” You asked. He looked at you before glancing up at the sky.

“There’s a ton of bright stars (Y/N/N). Be more specific,” he complained while smirking. You rolled your eyes and moved your head closer to his so you could see what he saw.

“That one right there?” You asked. His eyes searches for a moment, then nodded. “You see the small ones under it? That’s Sagittarius. He’s the archer.”

“And how do you know all of this?” He asked, slightly intrigued. You sighed.

“Unlike you, I actually pay attention when I go to school,” You said smirking. He scoffed. “Plus I have always loved the stars.”

He looked at your face and opened his mouth, but before he could respond, the fireworks started.

“Wow,” you whispered, amazed. You your eyes had a spark in them that was hardly ever there anymore, and Dean noticed. He smiled to himself.

After several minutes of silence, you turned your head towards him. His eyes were glued to the show, so he didn’t notice until you spoke up.

“Thank you, Dean,” you said quietly. “I needed this.” He looked at you, with some mixture of happy and sad in his eyes.

“Anything for my best girl.” He smiled.

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After Sammy had gone to college, you started joining Dean on hunts. You had been for almost as long as Dean, and you were pretty damn good too. And for the past four years, you and Dean have been unstoppable. Occasionally you would back off so that Dean could hunt with John, but you two would always be partners in crime.

Dean told you, he was going to see Sammy and that his dad was missing. You knew that you needed to go with him.

“Dean, please let me come? You need help, you know Sammy’s a little rusty, plus I don’t think this something you should face alone.” You complained. Dean knew you were right. You knew that Dean knew you were right. He just won’t admit it.

“(Y/N)…this…this is a family thing,” he whispered quietly.

“Family don’t end in blood Dean, remember? Look you know I’m right. So there’s no point in arguing. I’m coming. That’s final,” you stated. He opened his mouth to protest. “Ah! Unless you want me to drive Baby, you’ll keep your trap shut and your opinions to yourself.” You rebelled, while sliding in the passenger seat.

Dean sighed, getting him. The car turned over and he backed out of the motel you two were staying at. He paused.

“How far til Stanford?” He asked.

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“YOU DID WHAT?!??” You yelled.

“Don’t make me say it again please (Y/N).” He pleaded, with his face in his hands.

“And you decide to tell me after a month that you sold your soul?! What the hell Dean!” You shouted.

“No, you don’t get to yell at me. I did it to save Sam, (Y/N)! What was I supposed to do?!” He shouted back. You shook your head.

“Not this Dean. Not a situation where not only does Sam lose his brother, but I lose my best friend.” You said quietly, grabbing the keys to your car.

“W-where are you going (Y/N)?” He asked, scared that he had lost you.

“I’m getting a drink Dean. Then I’ll come back and we can start finding ways to save your ass,” You laughed grimly. “I’m always saving your ass.”

He smiled, “You know it.”

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Tears rolled down your face as Sam clutched onto his brother, and clutched to your best friend.

“Dean,” you whispered. “You have to get up. You can’t leave me, I need you. Please come back to me. Come back to us.” When there was no response you just sobbed into his bloody chest, not caring if anyone could see.

“I need you.”

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After Dean died, you dropped off the radar for a while. Just like Sam. You both kept in contact, but after the first few months, the calls just stopped coming, messages left unanswered. You continued hunting. In fact, your pent up anger and depression made you better. You were currently staying a motel on Route 66, hunting a Wendigo. You were cleaning your guns when you heard it. A soft knock, you grabbed your silver knife, dripping with holy water. You opened the door, and your heart stopped.

There he was, Dean Winchester. Risen from the dead.

“Hi (Y/N/N),” he stated. You reached up to touch his face but paused and you took your knife and carefully place it on his cheek. When there was not reaction, you dropped the knife and covered you mouth.

“It’s really you?” You asked with tears in your eyes. Then you pulled him in for a death grip of a hug.

“God I missed you (Y/N)” he whispered and hugged you tighter. He pulled back.

He said, smirking, “It was good seeing you, but we’ve got work to do.”

Notes: Hey guys! I know that there's not a lot of plot to this part one, but I needed to provide some back ground on their friendship first. Also sorry it's later than I promised, tumblr was being a butt. Put in the comments how I did!

Carry On,

xXCharlieXx

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HOLY CHUCK YOU GUYS

Ohkay so there are, at this moment.... 606 SAMSQUATCHES!!!!! When I saw this, I literally fell off the couch, and on to my floor. I'm so happy guys!! So I'm gonna give you all a present. I'm going to dedicate an entire series for all of you amazing followers! I promise, cross my heart and hope to die(heh), that the first part of this Dean x Reader will be up by Wednesday, July 8th, by 11:59 P.M. (Central Time). Thank you guys all again for your support! We wouldn't have made it here without every one of you!! I never thought in a million years this would happen to us so soon!! We love you guys! Carry On, xXCharlieXx

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Oh for god’s sake…

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SAMSQUATCHES! Send in requests!

Hey guys! I’m trying to not get frustrated with everything; fan art (yes I draw), my HUGE fanfic, my life. So I’m simply asking for a distraction! My problem is that when I work on something for a long period of time, I get worked up, and frustrated, and I just need a break! I’m a perfectionist when it comes to artsy crap. So PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS CHUCK, SEND IN REQUESTS

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Oh my god you guys -Charlie

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SAMSQUATCHES! Send in requests!

Hey guys! I'm trying to not get frustrated with everything; fan art (yes I draw), my HUGE fanfic, my life. So I'm simply asking for a distraction! My problem is that when I work on something for a long period of time, I get worked up, and frustrated, and I just need a break! I'm a perfectionist when it comes to artsy crap. So PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS CHUCK, SEND IN REQUESTS

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omg so yesterday i put a salt line on the pathway to our front door because i was fucking around and my brother was pretending to be a demon

and today we ordered pizza and the salt line was still there

and my brother went outside to sign for the pizza

and the pizzaman refused to step over the salt line, like he almost did and then he backed up and handed my bro the pizza and left; which is pretty ridiculous because it’s far from our door

so a heads up to everyone i’m pretty sure domino’s is actually run by demons??? kind of like how in men in black the post office is run by aliens

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THIS WHAT WE LIVE FOR

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you guys should really do a fanfic with Cas & the reader. I think that'd be pretty cool. ☺️

Oooh you're right! Thanks for the suggestion anon! I'll try to get it up by tomorrow! How does a songfic sound? Fluffy? Send in ideas on what song y'all think it should be!