#thisgingerlikescoffee

[impala-dreamer]

☕️☕️☕️ I’m yawning, so time for some afternoon coffee. You know what I like, right? 😏

At least once a day, you find yourself utterly, impossibly, horrifically distracted, and it always comes at the worst possible moment. It is also always caused by the exact same thing, though each time it catches you off guard.

Yesterday, while researching werewolf hybrids in the Library, you looked up and got stuck in the majestic crystal, the lamp light picking up a brown hue that you’d never noticed before. It was almost golden, this thread of color that wove it’s way through the brightness, stealing your gaze and locking you to it. Even when Sam blinked, you couldn’t look away, wondering if the universe inside his hazel eyes was truly spinning or if you’d just imagined it. 

“Y/N?” Sam’s voice was laced with embarrassment when he caught you staring again. “Helloo...”

A wave of his hand brought you back into yourself, and you sucked in a deep breath, tearing your eyes from his. “What? Sorry!” 

“Are you OK?” he laughed, kind smile easing your nerves. 

“Yeah, sorry.” Quickly trying to change the subject, you picked up your book and read a random line out loud, hoping Sam would forget your odd behavior. 

It wasn’t always like that though, sometimes he didn’t notice you looking, couldn’t feel your gaze bleeding into his. But it was always the same for you- some random fleck of color pulling you deep into his beautiful eyes, holding you hostage until something came along to smack you out of it. 

A thousand shooting stars and birthday wishes were spent on him, wishing he would look at you the same way, turn his eyes to you in love so that you could stare for as long as you wanted. But Sam was just too beautiful, too kind and generous, smart and amazing. Much too wonderful to ever want someone like you. So, you held your tongue and kept on staring. Besides, there was an entire galaxy of color to sort through, a whole world within his beautiful eyes to explore. 

[spnfanficpond]

Hello! Idreamofhazel here. I suggested the "get to know pond members post" on the survey. Perhaps the best way to choose members is randomly? People can agree to being in the lottery for the posts and then are chosen at random. I think there are websites that can do this! That, or all members are put in the lottery and then can accept/refuse the opportunity. I think choosing at random makes it fair and gives even the smallest authors that wouldn't receive a nomination a fair shot.

I can totally see what you’re talking about, now! I think we could pick members at random and if they aren’t interested, then move on. Maybe do one a month? Does that sound good?

What types of questions do you think we should ask? Here’s what comes immediately to my mind:

Name

Age

Location

How long have you been writing fan fiction?

How long have you been in the SPN fandom?

Have you written/Do you write for other fandoms?

Do you do any writing outside of fan fiction?

What do you do when you’re not writing? Job/Hobbies/etc

What types of fics do you like to read?

What types of fics are the hardest for you to write?

What’s your biggest pet peeve when you’re reading fics?

Anyone else have some good questions to ask? Reply or Reblog this post with your comments!

And now, since my gif search doesn’t want to work, have a cute gif of Cas in love with a bee.

[impalaimagining]

Would you... hop in the impala on a whim and ride cross country with the boys?

YES. YES YES YES. I want to road trip so badly and to do it in the back of that car and with them?! y e s .

ask me ‘would you...’ [anon or not]

[faith-in-dean]

Your requirements for the video and tweeting aren't ridiculous at all. You have organized it and put all the hard work into making it, so you get the say-so about it. I love what you're doing with the video and David is going to appreciate it so much. That's what matters!

Thank you, love. ♥

[torn-and-frayed]

@thisgingerlikescoffee replied to your post “Life Changes”

You got this! I believe in you!

@dancingalone21 replied to your post “Life Changes”

Fuck yeah. You'll kill it ����

@duherica replied to your post “Life Changes”

Everyone will be here to support you!!

@just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms replied to your post “Life Changes”

You're gonna kick ass!!!

@jackiefour replied to your post “Life Changes”

You can do it!!!

I’m damn sure gonna try. 

[impala-dreamer]

10K!! OMG!!! That's so exciting!! Congratulations!!!

THANK YOU HAZEL!! <3 <3 <3

[impala-dreamer]

Hips ;)

Just a peek, that’s all you ever really wanted. Just one tiny peek at that sacred patch of skin just below his waist where the jeans fell down and the shirt pulled up. 

His pants were always just a little too big and were constantly spilling down, even with the aid of his belt. You didn’t mind though, and some days you’d ask him to fetch something up high for you just so you’d get a glimpse of the tasty line that lead your mind to the dirtiest of fantasies. He would do it, gladly, with a smirk on his face, knowing why you had asked. You didn’t need your grandmother’s vase off the top of the china cabinet, you just wanted to watch him get it.

Sometimes he would lift his shirt just for you, just to give you a little taste of what was to come later. He enjoyed watching your eyes widen and your cheeks flush. He loved it when you drove your teeth into your bottom lip, trying to calm yourself down at the sight of those deadly sensual hips. When he was bored, he’d flash you. If you looked sad or tired, he’d lift his shirt, fanning himself or using it to wipe the sweat from his lip. He kept his face calm and innocent, but he knew what he was doing and he knew what it did to you.

After a long day of being teased with his hips, you’d be wound up tight, ready to pounce on him as soon as you were alone. It didn’t matter where you were, home, a hotel, the car; as soon as all other eyes were gone, you would fall to your knees and peel back his shirt, revealing in close up your favorite things. Your fingers would brush softly over his hip bones, your thumbs tracing the definition down towards paradise. Jared would moan above you as your tongue replaced your thumb, kissing and licking down along the elastic of his Saxx until his breath was shaky and his jeans grew tight. 

Yeah, he loved to tease you with those hips, and you knew just how to repay him.

[seenashwrite]

@thisgingerlikescoffee replied to your post “My Christmas Love”

I stayed up way too late, read 2am, chuckling my way through this, and then finished it off this morning. But I did not fully understand, no, I did not fully appreciate, this “Whyenne” until I got to the clip and heard the ~voice~

Yup. That clip I thought encapsulated the rancid snatch nicely. I just... she.... any time she did anything the entire movie, I was more and more confused as to how a person on this planet would think to themselves “Yeah. Totally a person I’d like to be around/be friends with/fall in love with”, because she is SO very immature. 

And when I’m reading along, and that behavior crops up in a YN, I’m all:

I’m out! *CLICK!* Closed! Bye-bye! Not interested! Nor would be the “real” Sam or Dean! Take the lip biting and squealing and pouting and send it on back to kindergarten. It’s not sexy or cute or endearing. She is *infuriating*.

Oh and PS: of course, I am glad you enjoyed. 😆😆😆😆😆