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assbuttsinlove and huggybearstiel
blogs right?
i don't follow either of them so i have no idea what-so-ever
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bossybottomdean x bossybottomcas
Ummm, bossybottomdean? Yeah he's totally the bossy bottom type of person. The thought just suddenly made me happy
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dappercas x runawaycas
Is this a pick in between thingie, i shall assume so.
Defiantly dapper cas, i love the runaway but I just really really loved confused about humanity, angel of the lord.
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Supernatural, Missed Phone Calls and Ke$ha
To: assstiel and holycas
From: anonymous
Written By: Carrie
Many was getting nervous. She had wanted to watch the all day Supernatural marathon on CW with Tabby today, but things weren’t going exactly to plan. Earlier that day they had texted, making pans for Many to come over at 10:00. But that was around now and she had called Tabby thirteen times-slightly obsessive, she must admit- and there had been no answer. Now, she was outside Tabby’s front door. She knocked, pushing the unlocked door open. Cautiously peering around the door, Many stepped inside.
“Hello?” She called into the seemingly empty house. Had there been a break in? Was Tabby okay? “Is anyone home?” That was when she heard the music. A closed door muffled it, but it sure was loud. Many wasn’t entirely sure what song it was, but she was sure where it was coming from. She turned and looked down the hall to a shut door that she knew all too well; Tabby’s room.
“Tabby?” She called again, but still there was no response. Now, Many had stopped being worried and started being amused. She started down the hall towards the door, stopping outside of it. She knocked, but again no response came. No wonder; Many could tell now that the music was extraordinarily loud. She turned the handle with care and opened the door slowly.
“What are you doing?” Many asked upon entering the room, her eyes taking in the scene before her. Tabby stood on her bed, grasping a hairbrush turned microphone in her hands. It was clear now what the music was; Ke$ha. She tried to hold in he laughter as Tabby blushed, struggling to explain.
“I’m sorry, I lost track of time!” She started, her words getting a little muffed by the screeching music. “I was just…”
“Having a dance party?” Many offered between giggles and Tabby blushed even deeper. That’s why she hadn’t answered her phone calls, she was too busy getting down to Ke$ha. Of course she had been stood up for a dance party.
“I’m sorry.” Tabby repeated, but Many shook her head.
“Don’t be.” She said, taking Tabby’s hands and placing them around her neck as she positioned her own on Tabby’s waist. And this was how Tabby ended up forced to slow dance with Many to ‘Your Love is My Drug’ as both girls giggled the entire time.
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Could you please write some fluff about holycas and assstiel? (:
Sure! Should be up by tomorrow morning.
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Oh my god that fic you wrote about me and Megan is so cute! I love it, thank you so much
You're welcome, love. Glad that you liked it.
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Did They Frick Frack? YOU'LL NEVER KNOW!
To: Ohmygadfabray & theonlybrunetteweasley
From: Cantfindmyipod
Written By: Carrie
Then they kissed or frick fracked or smth idk I’m tired or writing peace out.
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Cat-Napping
To: theonlybrunetteweasley & daltonobsessed
From: Cantfindmyipod
Written By: Carrie
Yael was bored out of her mind. She had wanted to go to Carrie’s for the night, but she had bailed at the last second because she had a date with her very real boyfriend; Dan Howell. Now she was standing outside of Carrie’s locked doors staring angrily at her phone for a better explanation than ‘Dan wanted to see that movie and tonight was the only night he could. So sorry!’ She supposed she could just go home, but it didn’t seem fair to have a sucky evening just because her really hot friend had something better to do. Just then she heard her phone beep, indicating that she had a text.
“If it’s Carrie, I swear…” She mumbled to herself, fishing her phone out of her bag,. But it wasn’t Carrie. It was Jasmine.
Whatcha up to? It read. Yael answered angrily.
Nothing now. Got ditched by Carrie.
Really? Harsh.
Yeah, she has a last minute date. Left me right outside her house. There was a ling pause before she got the response to this one.
Stay there. I’ll be right over.
K. Yael was confused, but she waited. Soon enough, however, Jasmine rounded the corner wearing all black, holding a duffle bag. She greeted Yael with a hug.
“What’s all this?” Yael asked, gesturing to the bag. Jasmine set it down and unzipped it, beginning to rummage through it.
“We’re going to get revenge.” She replied, pulling out bright lipstick and using it to draw a line on either cheek. Yael gave her a confused look. “War paint, here.” She drew identical lines on her cheeks.
“How exactly are we going to get revenge?” She asked, trying to sneak a peak into Jasmine’s bag. She pulled out a few bobby pins, catnip and a paper and pen. Then she picked up the empty duffle bag.
“We’re going to steal her cat.” Jasmine said proudly and Yael couldn’t help but laugh.
“You know she hates that cat, right?” Yael asked. Jasmine nodded, putting everything back into the bag.
“Yeah, but it’ll be funny as hell.” She said, starting towards Carrie’s front door. “And we can hold it for ransom.” Yael followed and watched as Jasmine picked her front door’s lock and let herself in.
“This is insane.” Yael said, following Jasmine as she hunted for the cat. “You’re insane. We just broke into Carrie’s house. This isn’t legal!” But Jasmine just shook her head.
“Shut up and help me look for the cat!” She snapped. “I’m doing this for you, anyway.” Yael couldn’t argue with that, plus she had never liked that cat anyway. After about five minutes of searching, they found it under the couch. Jasmine pulled out the catnip and lured the cat out of its hiding place. Then, with much struggle, the two finally forced the cat into the bag and zipped it shut.
“Let’s get out of here.” Yael said, between giggles. This was ridiculous; breaking into Carrie’s house and stealing her cat for revenge was not a usual Saturday night for her.
“Not until I leave a note.” Jasmine said, scribbling something on a paper and leaving it on the kitchen table. “Now we can go.” The gathered up all of their lose items and grabbed the cat, heading back to Yael’s house.
About two hours later, Yael’s phone rang, like she knew it would. Jasmine and her had ordered pizza in the meantime and had let the cat roam free around her bed room, giving it frequent treats.
“Hello?” Yael answered casually, putting her phone on speaker.
“WHERE IS MY CAT?” Came a very angry voice from the other end of the phone. Guess Carrie had found the note. The two only laughed in response. “WHAT THE HELL IS THIS NOTE? WE HAVE YOUR CAT, BRING FOOD IF YOU EVER WANT TO SEE IT AGAIN. LOTS OF LOVE YAEL AND JASMINE?” They never really answered, just laughed and, eventually, Carrie hung up and there was a knock on the door mere seconds later.
“Hello!” Jasmine greeted.
“Nice to see you, hun.” Yael added, giggled. And Carrie threw a seven-eleven bag at them with random candy items. Then she tackled them to the ground.
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Run With Me
To: pygmypuffofjustice & unprotectedsexwiththeinternet
From: Iflywiththetardis
Written by: Jasmine
Megan sighed softly as she found yet another book left in the wrong place. Sometimes being a librarian seemed more like a curse than a job that she enjoyed. Deciding to take a break, she sat down on a library couch in the children’s section, watching kids excitedly pick up a book was her favorite thing about this job; the fact that every day she saw someone else fall in love with a book, like she often did herself.
“Hello?” She heard a voice with a slight Welsh accent call from behind her. Megan turned around slowly, wanting to drag out her last few seconds of peace before facing another parent. However she was met with a beautiful face grinning back at her.
“Oh hello, how may I help you today?” Megan asked, a bit flustered, half because of the girl’s extremely familiar expression and half because of her own slow response.
“You are her aren’t you? Megan?” The other girl’s grin widened as Megan nodded her head a bit confused. “Oh, it’s absolutely amazing to get to finally meet you. Who could believe that I would eventually meet the one that my TARDIS is always talking about? Well, certainly not me.” The brunette rambled on, her talking only confusing Megan further.
“Okay, hold up. Who are you?” Megan questioned as she held out her hand to stop the brunette from continuing on. “Well, I’m The Doctor of course. I’m an alien from Gallifrey. And you, you’re Megan. Oh you are beautiful and oh so clever, just like I hoped you would be.” The Doctor stared at her with wonder and admiration in her eyes.
Megan stood there silently for a second. “An alien? You have got to be kidding me.” She stared at The Doctor with doubt, only breaking into the laugh that she’d been holding inside, when she nodded at her. It may have been unusual, but Megan eventually trusted the other girl, after all she hadn’t believed in aliens for so long only to doubt them when she actually met one. “Well, Doctor” The name rolled off easily. “Prove it, prove to me that you’re an alien.” She challenged, staring her in the eyes.
A mischievous light appeared in the Doctor’s eyes instantly. “Okay then, Miss Megan. Do you want to see the stars? One time offer.” She tempted Megan, not knowing that she was already set on traveling with the Doctor, and maybe a little bit of… Her face blushed red at the thought.
“Oh, and one more thing. You need a key to the TARDIS. We wouldn’t want you locked out, now would we?” She laughed as she held up a key, smiling sweetly when Megan took it from her.
The Doctor held out her hand, and the two looked at each other, both with knowing smiles, only looking away as their hands linked and they had started running. Running away from the normal and usual world, and running towards the extraordinary life awaiting them. Together.
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Hey! I loved the fic you wrote for me and Omi, but could you pretty please write one about pygmypuffofjustice as a librarian who's in love with unprotectedsexwiththeinternet? It'd be great! Do with it whatever you wish and thank you again :D
Thank you so much! Your story should be up by tomorrow, today if I’m feeling productive.
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Everybody's Dead
To: deanluvsabbyinatrenchcoat & squidstiel
From: Anonymous
Written by: Carrie
Jay knocked hesitantly on Madi’s door. They had been chatting on tumblr about how realistic Sastiel versus Destiel was when Madi had gone quiet. Jay had been visiting Washington for various reasons, so she was walking distance from Madi’s house. Jay wasn’t frantic, but she was a little worried about Madi’s sudden quiet. She waited patiently at the door until it swung open.
“Are you ok?” That was the first thing out of Jay’s mouth when she laid eyes on Madi. She was in pajamas, her hair in a messy ponytail and her makeup running down her face. She had clearly been crying. “What happened?” Madi shook her head and now Jay was getting nervous.
“He’s dead.” She started sobbing again and fell into Jay’s open arms. Jay was frantic now; what? How could someone be dead?
“Who’s dead?” Jay questioned, trying to keep Madi standing but having a very tough time. She tried to calm her down, but that was a bust too.
“Everyone!” She breathed out between heavy sobs. Then Jay understood; Madi had been watching Supernatual. Marathon style.
“Oh honey,” Jay said, pulling Madi inside the front door and seating her down on the couch. She moved her laptop out of the way, which had a paused frame of Dean and Cas looking very longingly at each other, and sat down next to her. “It’s ok,” She soothed as she let Madi lean into her shoulder and cried. Jay was thusly supporting most of her weight.
“They all die.” Madi sobbed, clinging to Jay for support. Jay rubbed comforting circles into her back, waiting for Madi to calm herself down. When the sobbing stopped and there was just silence, Jay gently pushed Madi away and into an upright position on the couch. “I’ll be right back.”
“Ok.” Madi said softly, leaning her head against the back of the couch for support in Jay’s absence. Jay hurried to the kitchen and made a pot of tea as fast as she could, bringing a steaming mug full back to Madi. She took it gratefully as Jay wrapped a blanket around her and seated herself back in her spot on the couch.
“You alright now?” Jay asked in a soft, comforting voice. Madi nodded, snuggling her head into Jay’s shoulder. The two stayed like this until both drifted off to sleep.
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Natural to Supernatual
To: sunsetsovermonroe & iflywiththetardis
From: pygmypuffofjustice
Written by: Carrie
Shauna smiled up at Naomi as the two sat on the couch, channel flipping. Shauna had retained control of the remote for most of the day, though there really wasn’t anything on the either of them wanted to watch. The remote queen lay across the couch, her feet hanging over the edge and her head resting on Naomi’s lap. Platonically, of course. This is what girls did.
“Nothing is on!” Shauna whined, switching to going through the guide instead of channel flipping, leaving one of the many wedding shows playing in the background.
“Nothing is on, because it is three in the morning.” Naomi laughed, shaking her head. It was pretty late now and they were both going a little crazy. Suddenly, Shauna gasped. She sat up, pushing herself up and off of Naomi, swinging her legs forward again. “What?” Naomi asked, confused. “What is it?” She looked between Shauna and the TV.
“Supernatural.” Shauna whispered, smiling widely. Of course; what was always on at three AM? Supernatural. “We’re watching it.” She sat up straighter, as if the mere mention of Supernatural was worth getting excited about.
“Of course we are.” Naomi sat up too, as Shauna flipped it on. Luckily, It was just starting.
“Get the lights.” Shauna ordered and Naomi obliged; she took her Supernatural very seriously. “I’ll get the food.” The two scrambled around during the two-second title sequence to get ready for the episode.
“Got the blanket.” Naomi grabbed a large light blue blanket and sat down on the couch, waiting for Shauna’s food choice. She landed on the couch next to Naomi with a bag of chips in hand. Naomi threw the blanket over the both of them. The two settled into the episode.
“Misha.” Shauna whispered and Naomi laughed, resting her head on Shauna’s shoulder. And this is how most nights went from Natural, to Supernatural.
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I see them on my dash constantly. Do deanluvsabbyinatrenchcoat and squidstiel, and make it.... Fluffy and cute, please?
No problem! should be up either today or tomorrow.
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Oh! And can you make it friendly fluff please? They aren't a couple! Sorry I forgot to mention that! xx
No problem :) It should be up sometime tomorrow, two days tops. Thanks so much!
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Hi! I think that this is a really good idea and it seems really cool! So, could have a fluffy fic written about iflywiththetardis and sunsetsovermonroe ? Thanks! xx
Sir, yes sir! We’ll get right on that.
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