Mewsings

[adlawless]

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[adlawless]

I just wanted to take a second to thank everyone who’s purchased a copy or read it with KU. You make all the time and love I poured into writing this worth it. ❤️❤️

[sljopling]

Oh hey, Tumblr. Forgot I had you. Guess I should use you occasionally. What better way than to share my J2 Jpeg. Now I didn't know about this til I was being nudged into the line. If you've seen my other ops you know I'm a planner. So with no time to think I panicked a little. So I give you me, deer in headlights look and accidentally ignoring Jensen leaving you with lots of good J2 hand action. Cause that ain't my hand on the back of Jared's neck.

[daydreamdestiel]

@sljopling said and I quote “OMG I GOT THE GUMMY WORM OP JPEG AND I LOVE IT #nashcon #itsnotadoubleendeddildo credit @chrisschmelke”

😂😂😂

[daydreamdestiel]

Just a little research in case the magazine’s interested in our findings. 🤗😘

@sljopling is the best. All her idea. 😂

[daydreamdestiel]

Canada (aka me) bet on Misha for this arm wrestling competition. Which he clearly took so seriously that he tried to cheat to win for us. 😂 The US ( @sljopling ) bet on Jensen. I think we all won though. 😘

[spearywritesstuff]

You, You’re Everything

A coda for 12x10 which needs no coda as it is perfect. Here’s this anyway. You can also find it on Ao3 Here

“So you were in a female vessel before?” Dean looked at Cas as he tipped back the last bit of beer. Dean had gone through a few bottles and felt the little heady buzz of it. Sam gave up and went off to bed. He gave Cas a pat as he passed, a moment of brotherly affection passed between them in a glance. 

Dean waited for Cas to explain. The room felt smaller somehow, now that Sam had left it. “I was, and she was a truly kind, devoted woman. I am grateful that she did not suffer for having been my vessel.”

“There’s a story behind that.” Dean stretched out long and lean in the chair beside the table. He considered popping another cap off a beer, but didn’t. He felt good enough as he was. Cas’ voice, was low and gentle in the quiet.

“When I came to Jimmy, it was always going to be temporary. I never intended for any harm to come to him. I never wanted for him to suffer. I have regrets there, where he’s concerned. He deserved more of my concern, more compassion. I gave it only too late.” Cas stared off into the distance and Dean reached out to him across the table, settling a hand on his arm. He gave him a little squeeze.

“You did a lot for his family and for the world in general.” Dean knew that Cas was making a protracted argument in his head for all the reasons why Dean was wrong, but he didn’t speak the words aloud. Dean could see it though, painted in the way his mouth curved down a little, and his eyes looked like they held tears.

“It was different with Constance.”

“Constance was your vessel?” Dean already pieced that together, but he wanted to help Cas along, show he was invested in the story.

“Yes, she was. She’d lost her whole family in a tragic fire. She devoted herself to her faith, believing that God must have had a plan for her. She had money, but as a woman, no means of inheriting it outright. She ended up moving into a small convent on the east coast. She prayed beautifully, and I heard her prayers.” Cas got up from the table and paced about a bit.

Dean worried that he’d stop the story. “So she said yes and you did the mission with Ishim. What happened afterwards?”

Cas sighed, “I knew her thoughts, her life, her fears. Her mind was open to me. She told me that she didn’t want me to go.” 

“Well, it was 1901, not exactly a time of equal rights and such,” Dean said.

“I decided not to leave right away; though, I feared that I was connecting with her too much. Ishim had said that humans were dangerous creatures, best avoided or held at a distance.”

“Yeah, well he had a flawed perspective.” Dean got up then and walked over to Cas as if to point out that proximity wasn’t hurting either of them. Personal space be damned.

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[samuletisback]

This acc is spreading Jared hate on Twitter!! If you can help please report this. This is sick and not funny to say a person to kill himself.

[archiveofjaredhate]

Hope you don’t mind me reblogging this.

[samuletisback]

@archiveofjaredhate not at all!

[beekeepercain]

Link to the profile. Report, report, report.

[winjennster]

Go report this waste of space please.

[sljopling]

Get it shut down peoplr

[sljopling]

A hahaha omg I need to figure out how to make this my notifications sound.

[archangeles]

[bookkbaby]

Based on this post by @destieldrabblesdaily~

The spell hits Sam seconds before Dean knocks the witch out with a blow to the back of the head.

Sam stumbles back, hand to his chest, coughing. Dean turns to him, frantic. Cas takes an extra second to ensure that the witch really is out cold, then he too looks at Sam with concern.

“Sam? Sammy?!”

Sam coughs again and shakes his head. He drags his palm down his face and shakes his head again, as if to clear it out.

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he assures Dean and Cas. He breathes in deeply and looks up at his brother and the now-former angel. As usual, Cas is standing less than a foot behind Dean, so close that anyone seeing them would think… well. ‘Just friends’ aren’t always up in each other’s space like that.

Also as usual, Dean looks completely at ease with Cas being so close. Anyone else, Sam knows, would get a gruff ‘personal space, dude’, and Dean shuffling away to at least arm’s length. Not Cas.

And as always, Sam heaves a mental sigh that Dean and Cas still don’t have their shit together.

Except this time, that’s not all he does.

“You know, you two should really just kiss already,” Sam says. His eyes go wide.

He didn’t mean to say that.

Dean looks stunned. Cas pulls back from Dean suddenly, like he’d been burned, expression a mix of fear and shock.

“What,” Dean croaks flatly, not daring to look back at Cas.

“You two should kiss,” Sam repeats, too shocked to even try to shut himself up. “The tension between you two is unbearable and I’m sick of watching you dance around each other.

“I… we’re not-” Cas says, glancing at Dean uncertainly.

“Sam, shut it,” Dean snaps, hustling forward while studiously not-looking at Cas. He grabs Sam by the arm and makes as if to march him towards the stairs, but Sam doesn’t want to move.

“You are,” he says. “Have been for years. It would be hilarious if it wasn’t so-” Sam makes a sweeping gesture with his hands, unable to find a word for what Dean and Cas are so. “But it’s you two, and I want you both to be happy, and it kills me that neither of you see. Dean never sees it when Cas stares and Cas never notices Dean checking him out and that’s the status quo and I have to deal with you both PINING over something you could HAVE if one of you would just get your head out of your ass and-”

“That’s enough, Sam,” Dean says, head bowed so Sam can’t see his expression. “Let’s find her fucking spellbook, burn the damn thing, and get you back home. Just… shut up.”

“I’ve seriously considered just locking you two in a closet. Or a room. With a  bed,” Sam rambles, unable to stop himself and some part of him relishing the ability to finally let it all out. “Or getting both of you drunk enough to talk about your feelings-”

“What kind of spell did she hit you with,” Dean mutters. “There a spell for ‘crazy’?”

“I’m not-” Sam starts hotly.

“Truth.”

Dean and Sam both turn to look at Cas, who is studying Dean intently, a questioning, hopeful look on his face. Sam hears Dean take a fortifying breath, hears it as it shudders in Dean’s lungs.

Cas clears his throat.

“The spell the witch cast is a truth spell. It should wear off shortly, as there wasn’t much power behind it. If we burn her book, I doubt she’ll trouble anyone again.” Cas’s expression grows more intense, eyes laser focused on Dean. “But if you and I could… talk for a moment?”

It’s not really a request. Dean nods anyway, almost unconsciously.

“Yeah. Yeah, let’s-” Dean clears his throat. “Sam, burn the book and meet us back at the car.”

That’s not a request either. Sam would protest, except all he can think of is ‘finally’.

Well, that and one other thing.

“Just please not in the backseat, I sleep there sometimes.”

[spnbrennafae]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

First (and maybe only) attempt at a porn without plot one shot

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural, Supernatural RPF Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jensen Ackles/Reader, Jared Padalecki/Reader, Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki/Reader Characters: Reader, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Threesome, Vaginal Fingering, Blow Jobs, Public Sex, Flirting, Teasing, Hair-pulling Summary:

Reader has a drunken slip of the tongue that leads to an interesting work out the next morning.

[kingoftheidjits-blog]

🕶🕶🕶

[jenmish]

Here’s something to take your mind off of ‪#‎ComicCon‬ this weekend. Last day to sign up to join fans from over 100 countries in Misha’s scavenger hunt!JoinTheHunt2016.com

[daydreamdestiel]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Omg you guys!! This fic is based on today’s livestream! @spnbrennafae is awesome. Go check this out now!! So fluff. 

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural, Supernatural RPF Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jensen Ackles/Misha Collins Additional Tags: Kissing, Fluff Summary:

Oops Jensen, look like it’s yet another tech fail for you. Don’t worry, we don’t mind.

[kingsofconshow]

Lex(Production Coordinator/Rich’s headrest) is really excited the boys are leaving for #sdcc2016. We haven’t broken the news to her yet that they’ll be back in four days. #kingsofcon @comicconhq

[sljopling]

I’m not stupid, I can see the perfect opportunity for a beautiful mishalecki crop. Just please give me credit if you do crop

Okay y'all so here is the story. The plan was to have Jared hold the gummy bear (which was in the package, a cardboard back with a clear plastic vacuum pack over the gummy) over his head like he had stolen our candy (slightly adapted from the original idea) since he is always stealing candy while Misha and Jensen comforted us. Shocker, Jensen is the only one that completed his task lol. So we get up there and I explain the op as I’m holding the bear in my hands. Jared proceeds to snatch it out of my hands and then as we move to our sides I see Jared start tearing into the package. I start stammering about i, kinda stunned, didn’t expect him to hold it cause I didn’t want him to have to get all sticky lol. Well there was more packaging than there originally appeared so I stood there being held by Jensen (darn) for an eternity while Jared dug it out. We line up and I look over in time to see the bear hanging out of Jared’s mouth before I looked back for the picture. I couldn’t see what Misha was doing in the op until I got the op back. THEN, photo taken, end of story, right? Nope. Jared and Misha proceed to play tug o war with their teeth. Jared bites a piece off and then my friend had to hold the bear so Misha could bite his piece off. We are both kinda standing there not sure what to do. I anticipated taking the gummy with me cause we aren’t supposed to leave things with them. Next thing I know the 6'4" ten year old child has gotten his hands back on the gummy. He holds it by one end, eyeballs it then eyeballs Misha then swings it away and then halls off and hits Misha with it smack in the chest….hard. Like you could hear the smack and see the jiggle. Jensen is all “what the..” right before Jared turns and does the same to him. The security guy brings the packaging back, holding it out for Jared to set it back onto the clear packaging part. He was not anticipating what a five pound gummy bear felt like, nor was he anticipating Jared dropping it about a foot above where he was holding it. The bear crashed through the guys hands and everything fell onto the floor. My friend and I ran out in complete shock. Jared said at autos that it tasted disgusting. Jensen said Jared really did hit him as hard as it looked. And Chris told me at the end of Sunday while I was waiting for extra prints that they still had it and were throwing it around the green room and that Tim O was amazed by it.

[sljopling]

Reblogging to make it easier for me to find

[rami-malek-yeah]

Credit: J2 TODAY #PITCON

[sljopling]

@spnbrennafae the concensus amongst some if my friends is that this gives us strong visualization of the bar scene in your fic.