#spn ship request

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I hope im not too late but i was wondering if i could have a ship. I am 5'9 chubby and shy sensitive insecure and friendly i hope you can ship me or write a story idk. :)

Thanks for requesting! I’m really sorry. I didn’t really get much time to go on Tumblr the last few years. I’ve just got a bucket load of free time. I don’t know if y’all will remember requesting any of this, but I’ll still answer them. Since I am quite a bit behind on everything, I’m unable to write drabbles for each request but I can write a bit about how you guys might meet and how you fall for each other. 😅

@lilacprincessofrecovery   Thank you for your submission! I’m really sorry I can’t write you a drabble. But thank you so much for requesting!

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I ship you with Gabriel!

It was Halloween, and your costume? An angel. It was complete with the white fluffy wings, a golden halo made of metal wire around your head and a bag full of candy for trick-or-treaters. 

You were at a party with your friends, and you were having a swell time. Somebody tapped you on your shoulder, interrupting a conversation you were having. You turned around but didn’t see anybody. You only felt a hand reach into your bag of candy, and you whipped your head around in time to catch the culprit. He eyed you for a second before unwrapping the chocolate in a flash and popping it into his mouth before you could protest. 

“Nice costume. Inaccurate. But still, nice.”, he said, still chewing on the sweet. 

You thanked him with a smile and decided to let him get away with the thievery. It was Halloween after all.

“And you’re what, a pizza delivery guy?” You said with that same smile, noticing he hadn’t dressed up.

“Oh, I’m just here for the candy.” He replied, reaching into your bag for a second. You pulled it away. “That’s only for people who take the holiday seriously, I’m afraid.” You had a mockingly stern look on your face. 

“Ok. How about we make a deal? I don’t take your candy, if you agree to exchange numbers.” 

You feel your cheeks heat up as you stutter. You think about just giving him the whole bag. Instead, you slowly nod and exchange numbers with him. Before he leaves though, you push a piece of candy into his hand. You could tell the guy had a sweet tooth.

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abbirae99′ Request

Heare you are my dear @abbirae99

I hope you enjoy it luv.

abbirae99 asked: Hiiii can I ask for a ship? My name is Abbi and I have short redish-blonde hair. I love reading and writing and singing. I don't like being girly, and I tend to chill in jeans, tee-shirts, and flannels 😅 (just wanna say, you're a great writer as well!!!!!)

I ship you with Young!John.

     You caught his eye in the diner were you worked. He came back everyday after that and sat in your section just for the chance to speak to you.     

     He finally built up the courage to ask you out, hands trembling so badly that he nearly spilt his coffee. You found his nervousness endearing and blushed hard as you pushed your short reddish-blonde hair behind your ears. You had an idea that he came here everyday for you. On days that your are was full, he would wait. That kind of tipped you off. You nodded in agreement and you both set a time for that night.  

    That first date turned into a second one and then a third. You two seemed to fit perfectly together, you balanced each other out and things became serious very quickly.   

     One day he took you on a hike and found you beautiful, dressed as you were, in your normal attire. Your favourite jeans, faded band tee and a faded red and black flannel on top. Those jeans in particular though, he was a great fan of.  They gave him a great view and so he let you go ahead of him while he guided you from behind.   

     Finally, reaching the area he was aiming for, he laid down a blanket and had you sit with him. You were both putting your backpacks down when you noticed he had an extra bag with him. It was a medium, brown leather messenger bag.

"John? Baby? What is that? How the hell did I not notice it?" You were irritated with yourself, you normally weren't so unobservant.

"This, Sweetheart, is the reason we came here. As for the reason that you didn't notice it? Well, I didn't make you walk ahead of me just so I could ogle that gorgeous ass of yours." He laughed.

     As you went to smack his arm, he grabbed your hand and held it against his chest. Looking deeply into your eyes and brushing a stubborn lock of hair off your face, he leaned in to kiss you. "You know how much I love you right?" He questioned as he searched your eyes.

 "Oh, oh God, John, are you leaving me? Is that what this is? Take me into the middle of nowhere to break up with me and then leave me here? Is that a goodbye gift? If it is , there better be a fucking map and compass in there. A guide about how to use both would be helpful too you bastard. You were just going to lea-" Your rant came to and abrupt halt when you noticed how hard he was laughing at you. Bent over with tears streaming down his cheek.

"And just WHAT is so damn funny Winchester?" You huffed. This situation was,  in no way, humorous in the least.

"YOU ARE!" He howled as he kissed your cheek then pulled the leather bag in front of you.  "Just open it you complete, over thinking and over dramatizing weirdo." As he wrapped an arm around your shoulder he was still chuckling and awaiting your reaction.   

     Looking down at the brown leather, you hesitated but slowly opened the flap. In it you found a new copy of your favourite book that had literally fallen to pieces from being read so often, a voice recorder to record your singing. John said it was more for him so that he could hear you when he wanted and you weren't around. The last item was a leather-bound three-ring journal. As you opened it your eyes immediately filled with tears and you lunged at John kissing him wildly and knocking him over. Glimmering in the journal, clasped in the middle clasp, the most gorgeous ring.

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Hey guys

So I need a BIG distraction right now, I’m going through a tough time and was hoping you guys could help.

I’m in the mood for a writing marathon to keep my mind occupied, so please don’t be shy about asking for drabbles or ships.

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Request for supernaturallymarvellous

I hope this lives up to what you hoped for luv.

@supernaturallymarvellous

Hi. Despite the fact that I've only been following you for a tiny amount of time, I'd be so happy if you could do a ship/drabble for me. I've just spent the past hour or so scrolling through your blog and I have to say that it's awesome! So, if you want to do one for me (pretty please!) then here goes: I'm around 5' 7'' tall with shoulder length brunette hair and blue eyes. I love cooking (and eating) but my favourite past time isreading. I read so much but mainly murder mysteries. I'm quite shy around new people but once I trust you, I let my guard down and show my truely geeky side. I love Marvel as well. I can come across as quite bitchy but really I'm just hiding my shyness behind a hard-faced front. I'm also fiercely loyal to my friends. Anyway thank you and once again, I've got to say that you're a wonderful writer x

I ship you with Human!Cas my luv.

Ever since he became human, Castiel had been struggling. There were so many things he need to get used to, especially the frequent need to urinate which tended to irritate him. When he started to feel ovewhelmed, the only thing that would calm him down was a hug from you and one of your remarkable gastronomical delights. He swore up and down to the Winchesters that you made the absolute best PB&J sandwiches. When they chuckled at him him he only smiled and let them each have a bite. Their eyes rolled back in delight as they chewed and he informed them that your secret was your homemade jam. You've had had to make double batches ever since.

You often cooked for the boys because you genuinely enjoyed being in the kitchen, but mostly it was because Castiel enjoyed your cooking so much. He would practically inhale double servings every night.

You cherished the times when it was just the two of you sitting on your shared bed. Him leaning against the headboard and you seated between his legs and resting against his chest as he held a novel infront of you as you both took turns reading to eachother.

You enjoyed the times that he would randomly wrap his arms around you from behind and kiss your neck before resting his head on your shoulder, telling you how much he loved you as you sighed contentedly.

He loved hearing you rave about your favourite superheroes. Getting lost in the look of passion and happiness he saw in your blue eyes as you recounted everything that happened in the latest Avengers movie. He knew this side of you only came out when you truly trusted someone and he was truly touched and unbelievably happy to be that someone.

You hadn't realized he had paid so much attention to your geeky rants until the day Dean came storming into the bunker, ranting and raving about being out-hussled at pool and looking like he was about to destroy everything in his path. Castiel had smirked and looked at Sam and remarked "Hulk angry. Hulk SMASH!" He began laughing to himself, feeling proud that he made a reference as everyone turned to look at him in shock. You and Sam had both burst out laughing, holding onto eachother for support as Dean slowly joined it in, seemingly forgetting that he had just been furious less than a minute before.

Every night you lay in bed next to you former angel and watched him sleep peacefully. Thanking whatever higher power was out there that he had had the strength to crash through the wall you had built around your heart and made himself a home in there filling you with unadulterated love.