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One Nice Bug Per Day
YOU ARE THE REASON
wallacepolsom
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.
Three Goblin Art
occasionally subtle
Sade Olutola
Monterey Bay Aquarium

Andulka
Xuebing Du
i don't do bad sauce passes

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AnasAbdin

@theartofmadeline

Love Begins

Janaina Medeiros
Mike Driver

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Did you know that there are 58 tortillas in space right now and that number dwindles as the hunger of four astronauts grows
the fragile population of the endangered space tortilla is threatened by the invasive astronaut species
ROUND 2:
Mittens (Marckus/Kitten) (Hunter: The Parenting) vs. Byler (Mike Wheeler/Will Byers) (Stranger Things)
Mittens
Byler
It is with a heavy heart that I must announce that, due to suspicious vote count activity, Byler will be disqualified. Mittens will be declared winner by default and advance to the next round.
I am sorry to all Byler shippers who are playing fair and being honest, which I am sure is many if not most of you. While I do not take your worst as representatives of your fandom, cheating is crossing a very big line. I would hope that those of you who are responsible will reflect on how your actions have impacted your fandom as a collective.
mittens winning by default
something about being at my parents' house for the holidays awakens a deep and ancient need to write gay fanfic
they're making me see family guy porn
I hope this email finds you writhing in pain. I hope this email instantly deals an unheard of amount of psychic damage. I hope this email curses your lineage for generations to come.
i think we could bring back succession sundays like if we just Decided that it was starting over and every sunday we all watch the next episode and blog about it and maybe make a tag for the rewatch or something so it would be easy to connect
see you’re 100% right but a better man than me would have to organize it and get momentum to convince me because my ideal is that over the course of one weekend we don’t sleep for 40 hours straight and binge the whole show and then continue to go crazy about it for seven months after. yes i know this isn’t feasible and i wouldn’t actually survive. no i don’t care
succesiothon...
im joining the war on gross disgusting pornographic content on the side of gross disgusting pornographic content
more of these because my brain is ill
all of dean's tweets are about cas
(screenshots i saw on instagram that reminded me of these idiots because my brain's infected)
seeing dean work on the impala gets cas so hard he frequently zaps inside to pretend he is the car but one day dean sees this and climbs in as well so he can give him roadhead in a car that's standing still but he asks cas to grab the steering wheel anyway
Ok but Cas hanging out while Dean works on the cars. He sits in the Impala and that's the only time he's behind the wheel. Dean will occasionally ask him to rev the engine to check if stuff works, otherwise it's quiet, quality parallel play (Dean working the car, Cas indulging in his hobby of Dean-watching).
So Cas is sitting there, hands in his lap, greased tank-top clad Dean popping hoods, screwing parts, lubing joints. He's cleaning a valve so intently that he scratches above his ear with a blackened hand and it smudges all over his hair and cheekbone. He's got a sheen of sweat that makes his eyes glisten. Tongue between his teeth as he looks for the right part on the tray. Huffing and puffing through the repair. And Cas. Well. He realizes he got hard probably twenty minutes ago
Meanwhile Dean's grateful that his mechanic's coveralls are folded down his hips so he can attempt to hide his own hard-on, and no, he's got no clue why Cas' unflinching blue gaze on him replacing gaskets is turning him on so much, but he is indeed losing his mind. Dean tries to escape under the car but he just lays there on the creeper at the realization he's now directly under Cas' ass
And then Sam walks in to ask if Dean needs any help cause he hasn't seen him or Cas around for a good while
He immediately leaves cause the tension in the room is so thick it overpowers the smell of gasoline
He thinks about pouring holy oil around the garage and hope that maybe cleanses it, else he never ride in Baby again
cas seeing dean screwing something in the engine:
I can't believe this post inspired me to write my first complete fic in over 2 years wtf man. anyways link coming soon
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seeing dean work on the impala gets cas so hard he frequently zaps inside to pretend he is the car but one day dean sees this and climbs in as well so he can give him roadhead in a car that's standing still but he asks cas to grab the steering wheel anyway
Ok but Cas hanging out while Dean works on the cars. He sits in the Impala and that's the only time he's behind the wheel. Dean will occasionally ask him to rev the engine to check if stuff works, otherwise it's quiet, quality parallel play (Dean working the car, Cas indulging in his hobby of Dean-watching).
So Cas is sitting there, hands in his lap, greased tank-top clad Dean popping hoods, screwing parts, lubing joints. He's cleaning a valve so intently that he scratches above his ear with a blackened hand and it smudges all over his hair and cheekbone. He's got a sheen of sweat that makes his eyes glisten. Tongue between his teeth as he looks for the right part on the tray. Huffing and puffing through the repair. And Cas. Well. He realizes he got hard probably twenty minutes ago
Meanwhile Dean's grateful that his mechanic's coveralls are folded down his hips so he can attempt to hide his own hard-on, and no, he's got no clue why Cas' unflinching blue gaze on him replacing gaskets is turning him on so much, but he is indeed losing his mind. Dean tries to escape under the car but he just lays there on the creeper at the realization he's now directly under Cas' ass
And then Sam walks in to ask if Dean needs any help cause he hasn't seen him or Cas around for a good while
He immediately leaves cause the tension in the room is so thick it overpowers the smell of gasoline
He thinks about pouring holy oil around the garage and hope that maybe cleanses it, else he never ride in Baby again
cas seeing dean screwing something in the engine:
I can't believe this post inspired me to write my first complete fic in over 2 years wtf man. anyways link coming soon
seeing dean work on the impala gets cas so hard he frequently zaps inside to pretend he is the car but one day dean sees this and climbs in as well so he can give him roadhead in a car that's standing still but he asks cas to grab the steering wheel anyway
Ok but Cas hanging out while Dean works on the cars. He sits in the Impala and that's the only time he's behind the wheel. Dean will occasionally ask him to rev the engine to check if stuff works, otherwise it's quiet, quality parallel play (Dean working the car, Cas indulging in his hobby of Dean-watching).
So Cas is sitting there, hands in his lap, greased tank-top clad Dean popping hoods, screwing parts, lubing joints. He's cleaning a valve so intently that he scratches above his ear with a blackened hand and it smudges all over his hair and cheekbone. He's got a sheen of sweat that makes his eyes glisten. Tongue between his teeth as he looks for the right part on the tray. Huffing and puffing through the repair. And Cas. Well. He realizes he got hard probably twenty minutes ago
Meanwhile Dean's grateful that his mechanic's coveralls are folded down his hips so he can attempt to hide his own hard-on, and no, he's got no clue why Cas' unflinching blue gaze on him replacing gaskets is turning him on so much, but he is indeed losing his mind. Dean tries to escape under the car but he just lays there on the creeper at the realization he's now directly under Cas' ass
And then Sam walks in to ask if Dean needs any help cause he hasn't seen him or Cas around for a good while
He immediately leaves cause the tension in the room is so thick it overpowers the smell of gasoline
He thinks about pouring holy oil around the garage and hope that maybe cleanses it, else he never ride in Baby again
cas seeing dean screwing something in the engine:
diversity win! god is a bisexual loser with a humansona and his preferred name is chuck
if you see me following a bunch of supernatural blogs in the year of our lord 2025. no you didn't. mind your business.
hey!! do you hate AI?? help me with a project to ID AI in student writing!!!
The purpose of this project is to identify if there is a common pattern of language used by generative AI and, if so, can this pattern be us
it will only take a couple minutes and will be super helpful!!!
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hey!! do you hate AI?? help me with a project to ID AI in student writing!!!
The purpose of this project is to identify if there is a common pattern of language used by generative AI and, if so, can this pattern be us
it will only take a couple minutes and will be super helpful!!!
please share + reblog!!!