If one more person tags this account with that ray ban event bullshit, we will hex you. Stop it.

I KNOW WE’VE BEEN GONE A REALLY LONG TIME BUT HOLY SHIT!!!!!

DESTIEL IS CANON 😍😍😍😍😍

We miss you guys.

Hey y’all, this is Assbutt. I think I’m gonna pick up writing again. I have some extra time on my hands and I miss creating for you guys. ❤️

NEW FANFIC!

Hello, all! This is Assbutt. Im finally getting around to posting my 2016 DCBB!! I know, I know. Long time. I was supposed to post in November 😳 but I just kept forgetting! So I'm finally posting it on AO3 and I'll be giving you guys the link :) please read and comment and give kudos if you like it! So much fluff. Lots of smut. All the feels. 💖 http://archiveofourown.org/works/10225580

The last few days.

Hello everyone. I know Olivia and I have been terrible at keeping this blog running. There are no excuses. We let life carry us away and left this blog on its own. But I am posting today because I know many of us are distraught at what has become the future of America. Some of us are shocked. Some fearing for their lives. Others completely devastated, or just outright disappointed. Or a combination of all those and more. I could never in my wildest nightmares have thought that Trumps utter hate and disgust for those not like him, would resonate with so many in our country. I never believed that the American people felt so left behind and ignored by our government that they would look past his hate, or revel in it, that they would elect him into the most difficult, most honorable, most delicate, most important position our country has to offer. That being said, I still believe in the message that Love Trumps Hate. That if we keep doing good, being kind, and not let the hate seep into our hearts, we will rise above this. I am in no way trying to devalue your feelings, which ever way you lean politically. You have every right to feel what you feel, I just want to let you all know that there is still an overwhelming amount of good in this world and our country. Olivia and I may be busy with college and don't really have the time to write anymore, but if you need someone to talk to, someone who will listen without judgment. If you need someone to vent to, our ask box and messaging are open. If you need a tiny fic to help you smile, even if for a minute, I would be happy to write a few. You guys are all important! ❤️Katie.

Hello, fellow SPNers!!!

So, as I'm sure you've noticed, Not Moose and I have been very bad about uploading fics the past... Like... Quite awhile. We feel really bad about it but we're both about to graduate!! With summer quickly approaching and no worries, we hope to be writing A LOT for you guys. I have entered myself for a mini bang in the DCBB (Dean Cas Big Bang) for this year so that will keep me busy as well! I feel bad because I haven't worked on it for a few weeks :( Not Moose has been quite busy as well with a bunch of schoolwork and her new job! We love you guys and appreciate your patience more than you know. Love, Assbutt❤️ and Not Moose :D

Staying Up

Requested by @dawnofthedishsoap Written at @spnfanficskatoli Author: Assbutt Reader gender: neutral Warnings: talk about blood, hints at character death A/N: this is based off of the song "Staying Up" by The Neighbourhood. My apologies about it being quite a dark fanfic but it seemed to fit with the song. Also sorry about it being pretty short. "Day sixty three. Sam and Dean stopped contact about two weeks ago. I don't know if they're still alive." You spoke into the dirty tape recorder in your left hand, picking up a mug with the other. "I believe this is the third to last tea bag. It is approximately four am, sunrise." You sighed and sat back in the creaking chair beneath you. "Last night was nightmare number seventeen... I'm almost wishing I had no dreams at all, like it had been before the nightmares started." Something creaked but you weren't really phased by the noises anymore. "I'll have to wait a little bit before trying to open the door again. My hands are almost raw." You looked at your sensitive, pink palms with a frown. "The radio is almost finished and nothing has tried to get in here for three days." You set the recorder down and carefully brought your hot drink to your lips, careful not to burn them. Sam and Dean left you here in Bobby's safe room about two months ago when all hell broke loose. Literally. They tried to close the gates of hell, killing the demon that got their mother and being able to have contact with their father one last time. Countless demons were released and you being able to read demonic languages... You were rather useful to the Winchester brothers. But not if you were dead. You didn't mind working with/for them. They treated you well, fed you, etc. But you weren't useful to them if they were dead either. And that's what worried you. They locked you in the safe room from the inside and out to keep you alive, left you some money if you needed it... But you supposed you wouldn't if you couldn't get out. But nothing could get in either, and that was the catch. You were safe here, doing nothing. "I'll be staying up tonight." You started the recorder again. "I don't know if I can let myself sleep for any longer..." Sixty something days didn't seem bad. But being locked in a cold room, limited to no human contact, running out of food and knowing it, that was terrifying. "I'll be staying up this time." You whispered to yourself, looking at the locked door covered in the blood from your hands. For awhile you figured out a short shower system with a bucket and whatever... but it had been a couple weeks now since you ran out of running water, needing to save every drop for survival. The light from the open roof was enough to give you a reason to live, knowing there was still something out there. Anything. So you'd stay up tonight and the rest of your time here was up to you. Live or die.

Love Song

Requested by Anonymous Written at @spnfanficskatoli Author: Assbutt Character: Sam Winchester Reader gender: neutral Warnings: fluff, implied smut, slight reader embarrassment (but it's cute) You walked around the bunker's kitchen, looking for something to make pancakes and you finally found the mix after getting out the eggs, water, milk, and measuring cups. You turned on your iPod and plugged it into the little dock that the boys let you put in the kitchen for your little bursts of cooking moods. These would happen about once a month where for a few days the boys were working hard on research and you'd make things from cakes, to burgers, and even big elaborate salads for Sam to have. You measured out what you needed and put it in a bowl, getting out a pan and turning the stove on before mixing the ingredients around as Sara Bareilles' voice filled the room in a happy mood. 'Head under water, and you tell me, to breathe easy for awhile...' You hummed along with the lyrics and started pouring the batter into a couple circles in the frying pan with a smile, tossing chocolate chips on each pancake, waiting for bubbles to form. Swaying your hips to the beat and flipping the pancakes in time with the rhythm of the song, you started to sing with your iPod. "I'm not gonna write you a love song! 'Cause you asked for it, cause you need one, you see I'm not gonna write you a love sooo-ong 'cause you tell me it's make or break..." You trailed off, dancing around a little and putting the first few finished pancakes on a plate, pouring more and continuing to dance and sing around the kitchen with a smile on your face. You closed your eyes for a moment, spinning around and hitting something that was warm, tall, and firm. You squeaked and turned to see Sam smiling down at you. "Good morning, sunshine." He laughed a little and you started blushing. "I thought you guys were in the library..." You laughed nervously and ran a hand through your hair. "We are. I just came to get a coffee refill." He smiled and walked over to the coffee machine and you wandered back to the stove, flipping the last couple pancakes to let the other sides cook. "You have a beautiful voice... Don't stop singing on my watch." Sam grinned as he poured coffee into his mug, glancing at you. "No, no it's fine. I uh... But thanks, Sammy." You bit your lip and found yourself feeling a little self conscious, only wearing a t shirt and some pajama shorts. "I'm serious." Sam gave you a big, warm smile. "And that dancing was pretty damn cute too." Now he was blushing a little, walking a bit closer to you. "Yeah?" You looked up at him, putting the last pancakes on the plate and turning the stove off. "You liked that?" He nodded and you wiggled your hips with a silly face, starting to sing again. "Promise me, that you'll leave the light on... To help me see with the daylight, my guide, gone..." Sam set his coffee down and moved to hold your waist, dancing slowly with you and humming. You guessed he didn't know the lyrics to this song, it being a bit older and more... Girly. "'Cause I believe there's a way you can love me, because I sayyyy..." You stood closer with a big smile on your face. "I won't write you a love song, 'cause you ask for it, 'cause you need one, you see... I'm not gonna write you a love song, 'cause you tell me it's make or break in this... Is that why you wanted a love song?" And that's when you two just listened to the rest of the song, Sam stopping you with a soft kiss. Your heart skipped a beat and you leaned into him, keeping the kiss going until the song had faded out. Sam pulled back and you got lost in his hazel green-blue eyes, licking your lips. "Sam..." You whispered. "Uh, Y/n... If you couldn't tell... Ha, I kinda like you. Like, a lot." Sam blushed deeper and smiled brightly, his nose crinkling just a little. "I like you too." You confessed, leaning up to kiss him again and he picked you up, helping you wrap your legs around his hips. "You do?" Sam asked and you nodded. "Take me to your room and I'll show you how much I do." You winked and Sam laughed. You found yourself cooking and singing a lot more often these days.

Hey guys!!! We're at SeaCon!!! Where are our peeps at??? Just met @winjennster and it was awesome!

SeaCon 2016!!!!

Hey, y'all! Guess what...? We'll be at SeaCon again this year!!!!! ALL THREE DAYS!! Woo!!! Yes, I know, wayyyy too many exclamation points. So, for anyone that wants a couple friends, wants to meet us, talk to us etc. come and see us!!! We'll be hanging out, looking cool, you know. Reblog for details, ask questions, all of that! We hope to see you there ☺️☺️☺️ Love, Assbutt❤️ and Not Moose :D