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Slowly Losing My Mind, Care to Join the Fun?

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"I read a bit of everything, I ride a little raft along the wakes of ships" -tessellaneous; SPN, SPN RPF, and some super dudes (once in a while) | I go by Kay on here; I'm a 20 something she/her trying to figure out my life | I reblog 18+ sometimes, make wise choices |  Masterlist
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Masterlist

SPN

Lost in the World - Dean x daughter: Dean realizes there’s some things he can’t take down with iron and silver.

RPF

Nanny, Sister, Daughter...Family - Jensen & Danneel x daughter!reader: Multiple chance encounters lead to a friendship between the reader and the Ackles; the reader eventually becomes their nanny and the Ackles kind of adopt her as their oldest kid.

Lake Austin Dance Academy - Jared x sister!reader: Jared is very close to his baby sister, despite their age gap. When life presents new opportunities (and challenges) for her, he finds ways to be there for her.

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Thinking "Outloud"...

is it just me, or is Midnight Sun just the male POV fanfic of Twilight? I'm not learning anything new about any characters, and nothing has increased or renewed my previous interest (from 15 years ago, mind you). In fact, I think Edward is just very long winded in his description of things. Ok, bye 👋

No, wait. Calling it fanfic is an insult to fanfic.

Was Rosalie turned while on PMS? Like is that the reason for her horrific attitude throughout the whole series, she was just eternally stuck in a terrible point of her hormone cycle?

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Thinking "Outloud"...

is it just me, or is Midnight Sun just the male POV fanfic of Twilight? I'm not learning anything new about any characters, and nothing has increased or renewed my previous interest (from 15 years ago, mind you). In fact, I think Edward is just very long winded in his description of things. Ok, bye 👋

No, wait. Calling it fanfic is an insult to fanfic.

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Thinking "Outloud"...

is it just me, or is Midnight Sun just the male POV fanfic of Twilight? I'm not learning anything new about any characters, and nothing has increased or renewed my previous interest (from 15 years ago, mind you). In fact, I think Edward is just very long winded in his description of things. Ok, bye 👋

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Just binge read your NSDF series and I love it! Do you think you will wrote more of it? If so can you add me to your taglist pretty please! Thanks sunshine!

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Thank you so much, darling! That's so sweet of you to say!

Do I think I will write more for NSDF?

Do I have pieces of the next chapter written? -yes

Am I satisfied with it? -no

Do I have the time to work on it? -yes

Do I have the motivation to continue it? -unclear

So, here's the thing: I have not been on Tumblr in months, I haven't read SPN or SPN RPF in months, and I still have not actually finished watching SPN. I would like to finish it from the standpoint of I have yet to actually finish any hobby project I have started if there was no deadline attached to it and would like to actually complete something for once. However, at this time I have kind of lost interest and motivation in the subject matter...

BUT

I am starting a new job that may help reignite my everything regarding this. Unfortunatley, that's the best I can say right now. If I do resume, yes, you will absolutly be tagged. Thank you for reading and for sharing the love!

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What I’ve learnt from Tony Stark

1. Find a purpose in life. It doesn’t matter how big or small it is, but have a purpose to your existence.

2. People make mistakes, but smart people learn from their mistakes. And if you make different mistakes later, then you repeat the process.

3. Never stop trying. 

4. If you can find the wire to cut, there’s no necessity to lie down on it always.

5. You are strong even if you are down, because it takes strength to stand back up.

6. A sense of humor goes a long way in life

7. See the men under the mythical monsters and the monsters under mythical men. Know their value.

8. Accept imperfection but don’t stop striving for growth.

9. Take responsibility for your actions and take actions according to your responsibility.

10. Take pride in your strengths and poise in your weaknesses. When either falters, take pragmatism from your reality. 

11. Love your friends while you have them

12. Don’t stop trusting humanity for the betrayals of a few humans.

13. Be brave in your shortcomings

14. Be your own hero

15. Be the change you want to see.

Note: These are things I have learnt from Tony Stark. So if anybody comes with arguments about misgivings or counter points, please don’t. 

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elysean

Can I just—

16. Name your things, give them character, make them yours. It’s not weird to care about your stuff, especially if they already mean something—for whatever reason—to you.

17. Demons, you’ll have them for life. Doesn’t make you bad.

18. Some of your decisions, whether you like it or not, could upset people close to you. Make them anyway. You can’t keep everyone happy all the time, not without leaving aside what you want or think it’s right. You gotta live your life.

19. Son, you’re such a geek. Be proud.

20. Communication, do learn it fast. It could save lives, including your own. 

21. Chin up, shoulders back. Put on a smile, keep your shoes clean. Give no clues to your enemies.

22. If it’s in your power to help, do it. If it’s not, don’t punish yourself.

23. Keep studying, learn anything you want. There’s no real good reason to stop.

24. Everyone has their own reasons and motivations. Watch your step.

25. Rules, good to have them. Good to break them too when needed.

26. You can still go on, broken heart and all. Keep moving.

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kinkshaming, villainizing, and the morality police, aka people we gotta talk! what the hell is wrong with some of you?

WARNING! Ramblings of a fed up dark!writer.

I’m scrolling through tumblr, usually it’s a pleasant experience. I know how to block tags and content using tumblr’s handy dandy filtering tool! Oh yeah, it’s this very interesting tool in the settings menu. If you don’t want to see something, you can filter it off of your dashboard. Wow 😮 isn’t that wonderful.

But alas, I see a long, judgmental, entitled, and downright shameful post targeted at dark!writers. Villainizing them, accusing them of glorification and romanticization of horrendous acts because they dare writer about them! Oh my lord. And these writers, they would dare use popular characters! My word 😮

Using false equivalencies to make arguments isn’t valid. Let me tell you. And talking down to the community, again, wrong. If you don’t like a subsect of writers in the fandom, turn around and scroll on by and block! It’s just that easy. Wow, a click of the mouse.

Instead of projecting your trauma onto others and trying to target a whole section of the community maybe you could learn about why dark!fics exist. Why nonconsent, forced pregnancy, the dynamics of ddlg/dom sub work, before you go back to the Victorian era sexuality.

Here are some useful readings:

There’s lots of reading out there, including those listed as resources in these articles and a quick google search can go a long way.

And to remind everyone in the community. WRITE WHAT YOU WANT AND LOVE! Don’t let others tell you what you can and can’t do. Fluff, give us more. Angst, give us more. Dark, give us more. Crack, give us more (fics, not the drug, ahem). 

(And let me remind you, that none of us dark!writers are out here telling you what to write or judging what you’re into. If you want to bake cupcakes and lick sugar of each other’s noses, have at it. You curate your own space, you don’t control ours)

We’re working through our own stuff, work through your own however you see fit.

It’s enough of these shaming posts. KEEP SCROLLING, HONEY.

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river-soul

Okay so Mob! Andy Barber was promised a wife. It’s all said and done, contracts signed and money in accounts since she was of legal age. But then she ran away and Andy was biding his time until he gets a tip that she’s in another state. Despite his attempts to contact her and coerce her to be with him, he’s finally fed up and takes matters into his own hand. What does a mob boss do???

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Dearly Beloved

Pairing: Mob!Andy x Reader 

Warnings: Blasphemy, threats of noncon, and violence. Mob!Andy is a bad buy here. 

Author’s Note: This is, uh, REAL dark guys. Might be the darkest thing I’ve written. I’m 90% sure this fic is how I get excommunicated from the Catholic Church or burned at the stake.

Someone is screaming, the high, desperate sound echoing off the old stone walls of the convent. When it cuts off sharply you flinch, looking away from the man sitting in front of you. 

“Had to round up a few strays,” Andy tells you with a smile, looking entirely too at ease for a man who just broke into a chapel well after midnight. 

“What are you going to do with the novices?” You ask him, terrified for the safety of the nuns and other young women you’ve come to know and care for over the last year. 

It was hard to imagine that these hallways had been filled with their excited whispers just hours ago as everyone prepared for the vows each of you would take in the morning to dedicate yourself to God. 

“Nothing yet,” Andy assures you with a smile. “What happens to them depends entirely on how well you cooperate.”

Full disclosure, I haven't seen Defending Jacob (but if someone wants to share their Apple TV login I would watch it in one weekend and then log out forever I swear) but I don't even care. This is a crazy good little snippet! I would devour it if there was more but I can live just fine if this is all I get too, because it. Is. Insanely. Perfect.

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luvervinyl

Okay guys I’m just gonna say this, if you get mentioned in any of these Ray Ban charity event posts. DO NOT CLICK ON IT. It is a phishing website. DO not click on it unless you have the correct add blockers and safety precautions. I’ve gotten mentioned in at least 20 of these at this point, and a lot of them are from people I follow. That is because they have been hacked. They clicked on this link and their account was hacked. Please don’t click on this. I’m just bringing some more awareness to this.

This NEEDS more reblogs than likes (at the moment it does)

REBLOGING THIS WILL SPREAD IT FASTER THAN IF YOU JUST LIKE IT, WHICH MEANS MORE PEOPLES BECOME AWARE.

Thank you and have a good day, DON’T CLICK THE LINKS!!

~Hope

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Title: Ride With Me (part twenty two) Fandom: Supernatural Timeline: 2008 Pairing: Dean x Reader Word count: ±7650 words Summary series: Y/N is a talented horse rider who is on her way to become a professional. In order to convince her father that she deserves the loan needed to start her own farm, she goes to Arizona for six months, to intern at a ranch owned by Bobby and Ellen Singer. Her future is set out, but then she meets a handsome horseman, who goes by the name of Dean Winchester. A heartwarming series about a cowboy who falls for the girl, letting go of the past and the importance of family.  Summary part twenty two: Y/N is about to take the stage together with her horse Meadow, but stage fright is making it very difficult to bring the evening to a successful end. Warnings series: NSFW, 18+ only! Fluff, angst, eventually smut. Swearing, smoking, alcohol intoxication, alcohol abuse. Mutual pining, heartbreak. Crying, nightmares, childhood trauma. Description of animal abuse, domestic violence, mentions of addiction. Financial problems, stress, mental breakdown. Description of blood and injury, hospital scenes, character death, grief. Music: Opening scene: First Defeat - Noah Gundersen, Meadow’s freestyle: Stairway To Heaven, Immigrant Song, Whole Lotta Love - Led Zeppelin. Follow ‘Kate Huntington’s Ride With Me playlist’ on Spotify! Author’s note: Thank you @atc74​​, and @winchest09​​ for helping me. Also a special thanks to @jules-1999​​, who has offered me her knowledge about rodeo events like these, and @squirrelnotsam​​, who knows Arizona like the back of her hand.

     Y/N dips the sponge foaming with leather soap in a small bucket of water, and softly moves it in circles over the gullet of Meadow’s cognac colored saddle. Making sure to get into the little curves and edges of the beautifully decorated piece of craftsmanship, she picks up an old toothbrush and gently sweeps the dirt out of the grooves; it’s one of the older tricks in the book. 

     The maintenance does a lot of things besides calm the mind. It keeps the material supple, stops it from tearing, therefore saddles and bridles last longer. The leather will be soft on the horse’s coat and prevent sores and irritation of the skin. Clean and shiny tack says a lot about a person. They are usually precise, provident, and have a keen eye for detail. Often perfectionists who leave nothing to chance. Y/N is such a person.

     Dean watches her, adoration on his features. She hasn’t spotted him yet, too focused on the chore. His hands are buried in the front pockets of his jeans while he leans against the door of the makeshift tack room, where she’s working in silence. He notices how loose hairs have escaped her french braid, how she bites her lip while concentrating. He notices the black smear on her cheek, her hands grimy from the mixture of soap and dirt coming from the saddle. He notices all those little things, and all else he loves about her.

     There might be a soft smile on his lips, but his eyes give away how much his heart is hurting. He hasn’t been able to ban the haunting words from his thoughts, nor the realization that came with it; no matter how much time he puts between the past and present, he can’t outrun those dark days.      The troubled cowboy wishes he could tell her, but he doesn’t want to drag his girl into this. She would pity him, be disgusted. She would run as far away as she could, and he wouldn’t even blame her if she does just that. The fact that he is unable to be truthful, has him doubt everything they have accomplished. How can he ask her to trust him, when he can’t be honest with her? When he doesn’t even trust himself?

SO MUCH GOOD STUFF IN THIS CHAPTER!! I love the relationship between Dean and the reader but I ADORE the relationship between her and Meadow.

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Title: Ride With Me (part twenty one) Fandom: Supernatural Timeline: 2008 Pairing: Dean x Reader Word count: ±5850 words Summary series: Y/N is a talented horse rider who is on her way to become a professional. In order to convince her father that she deserves the loan needed to start her own farm, she goes to Arizona for six months, to intern at a ranch owned by Bobby and Ellen Singer. Her future is set out, but then she meets a handsome horseman, who goes by the name of Dean Winchester. A heartwarming series about a cowboy who falls for the girl, letting go of the past and the importance of family.  Summary part twenty one: It’s Dean’s turn to make an entrance in the main arena. The rides lead to an interesting business proposal by a new client, but brings a lot of doubt too. Warnings series: NSFW, 18+ only! Fluff, angst, eventually smut. Swearing, smoking, alcohol intoxication, alcohol abuse. Mutual pining, heartbreak. Crying, nightmares, childhood trauma. Description of animal abuse, domestic violence, mentions of addiction. Financial problems, stress, mental breakdown. Description of blood and injury, hospital scenes, character death, grief. Music: Watching From A Distance - David Ramirez (opening scene) Follow ‘Kate Huntington’s Ride With Me playlist’ on Spotify! Author’s note: Prepare for cuteness and a bit of angst! Thank you @atc74​, @manawhaat​ and @winchest09​ for helping me. Also a special thanks to @jules-1999​, who has offered me her knowledge about rodeo events like these, and @squirrelnotsam​, who knows Arizona like the back of her hand. 

     Saturday morning has started early for the crew of the Gold Canyon Ranch. Before the crack of dawn Benny has mucked out the stables and fed the horses, making sure they had time to digest their pellets before the show starts. Together with Jo, Y/N has hand-walked the animals who are competing today, letting them stretch their legs and graze a bit. She took extra time for Meadow, who always seems to need a moment to adjust to new surroundings. The mare was fresh today, the brisk air only fueling her feisty temper. Her owner couldn’t help but snigger when she lifted her tail and started jogging next to her instead of just strolling along, showing off to anyone who would look at her.

     It’s 8 AM when Dean puts his foot in the stirrup of the saddle, swinging his right leg over the back of the Bon Jovi, the light catching the fringe of his chaps. He pulls his hat a little tighter on his head once he’s seated, while the well-behaved stallion waits patiently for his rider to give him an aid, which he does, after adjusting the length of his reins.

     With the sun only just peeking from behind the horizon, rays break through the leaves of the trees next to the warmup area, adding to the still peaceful surroundings. The commentator isn’t blaring through the speakers yet, the ring isn’t full of other riders trying to find a spot to train without running into each other. It’s the calm before the storm, a bit of peace and quiet both horse and human appreciate. No distractions, no sensory overload for the inexperienced stallion. It’s the perfect way to introduce him to the element of competition.

Y/N has just finished filling up the water buckets in the stables and rests her arms on the fence of the small arena. She watches Dean slowly start up the beautiful palomino, its coat seemingly made from gold in the morning light. Her boyfriend is wearing clean dark jeans and a navy button up, a black Stetson to match his show outfit. Never will she get tired of watching that man ride, but dressed like he is now, she can’t take her eyes off him. Y/N sighs deeply, swooning at the sight. She really did land the most handsome cowboy in Arizona, didn’t she?

     The head wrangler seems composed as ever, not breaking a sweat over having to ride into the ring in thirty minutes, something that she admires and envies all at the same time. She wishes she could feel relaxed right before a test, instead of being the nervous wreck that she usually is. Meadow will not make her entry until later this evening and already Y/N dodged breakfast, well aware that she won’t be able to swallow a bite, stage fright blocking her throat. Just thinking about the premiere of her freestyle makes it slightly harder to breathe, but Dean takes that away when he rides past, breaking his concentration for a second and shooting her a wink and a soft smile. She chuckles as they keep a hold of each other’s gaze for a few seconds as his horse walks by. God, she wishes she has his confidence.

I have never wanted to know a person’s family history/issues more than I do now.

_insert Loki TELL ME gif here_

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Title: Ride With Me (part twenty) Fandom: Supernatural Timeline: 2008 Pairing: Dean x Reader Word count: ±7600 words Summary series: Y/N is a talented horse rider who is on her way to become a professional. In order to convince her father that she deserves the loan needed to start her own farm, she goes to Arizona for six months, to intern at a ranch owned by Bobby and Ellen Singer. Her future is set out, but then she meets a handsome horseman, who goes by the name of Dean Winchester. A heartwarming series about a cowboy who falls for the girl, letting go of the past and the importance of family.  Summary part twenty: It’s auction time! Two horses of the Gold Canyon Ranch are up for sale. Will they get the price they are hoping for? Warnings series: NSFW, 18+ only! Fluff, angst, eventually smut. Swearing, smoking, alcohol intoxication, alcohol abuse. Mutual pining, heartbreak. Crying, nightmares, childhood trauma. Description of animal abuse, domestic violence, mentions of addiction. Financial problems, stress, mental breakdown. Description of blood and injury, hospital scenes, character death, grief. Music:  Sold - John Michael Montgomery (Auction scene), Save A Horse - Big & Rich (Jo & Y/N dancing scene), Good Time - Alan Jackson (Dean & Y/N dancing scene), In Case You Didn’t Know - Brett Young (Final scene). Follow ‘Kate Huntington’s Ride With Me playlist’ on Spotify! Author’s note: Prepare for cuteness and a bit of angst! Thank you @kittenofdoomage​, @manawhaat​ and @winchest09​ for helping me. Also a special thanks to @jules-1999​, who has offered me her knowledge about rodeo events like these.

     “Sold! For 3750 dollars to number 48!”

     The auctioneer slams the gavel down on the block, sealing the deal. A sigh of relief falls from Dean and Jo’s lips, who are leaning over the high fence at the auction pen. Almost four grand for an unbroken two year old Mustang is more than a fair price these days. The average numbers have been decent so far, especially considering the current economic depression that is weighing down on the country.  

     Benny leads the young horse out of the arena, him and Dean exchanging a nod, accompanied with a smile. The Gold Canyon Ranch crew is playing it cool, but all are well aware how desperately the cash is needed. It’s not something the whole circuit needs to know, however. Much like any business where money is involved, there are always those who are eager for an opportunity to profit off the loss of others. There are plenty of vultures circling the skies above their potential prey, waiting to take advantage. Dean will not let that happen.

     A new horse is brought in and the auctioneer starts rambling again, announcing prices while assistants scan the crowd for bidders. It’s a vibrant ambience, most people here to make deals, others to have fun. Upbeat country music rallies on the buyers who watch one animal after another come into the pen, judging their conformation, gait and looks before they raise their sign into the air to announce their bid. The small indoor arena is more crowded than one would expect after the market collapsed earlier this year. He notices that Y/N is experiencing some difficulty getting through the mass of people, trying to push past people while transporting three huge burgers.

     “Sorry, got held up, there was a line,” she excuses, handing the fast food to the wranglers.      “You didn’t have to do that, Yank,” Dean returns, taking the large burger in his hand nonetheless.      “Yes, I did. You haven’t eaten, yet. Dig in,” she returns.      Grinning, he moves the welcoming food to his mouth to take a bite. Once again she surprises him with her care and observations. Nothing goes past her, especially when it comes to his well-being.

     Y/N glances at the large display on the back wall where the sold horses are listed. She thought the biddings stalled just under 4000 dollars and the numbers on the screen confirm it. “The price for the Mustang wasn’t bad, was it?”      “Not at all. Dad still has to pay ten percent commission, but he’s gonna be satisfied with almost three and a half grand,” Jo agrees. “If that Pinto sells for good money, you might wanna break it to him that you two are the new Sonny & Cher, before he catches you two lovebirds red-handed.”      With his mouth full, Dean chuckles at the blonde Cowgirl’s remark, which she paired with a perked eyebrow. He lets his free hand slip around his girlfriend’s waist, gently pulling her closer.      “I’ll tell him when we get back on Monday, promise,” he announces, more to Y/N than to Jo. “He’s too busy doin’ business now anyways.”

HE ALMOST SAID....!!!!! Oh my gosh!! DEAN almost-!!!

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Title: Ride With Me (part nineteen) Fandom: Supernatural Timeline: 2008 Pairing: Dean x Reader Word count: ±7500 words Summary series: Y/N is a talented horse rider who is on her way to become a professional. In order to convince her father that she deserves the loan needed to start her own farm, she goes to Arizona for six months, to intern at a ranch owned by Bobby and Ellen Singer. Her future is set out, but then she meets a handsome horseman, who goes by the name of Dean Winchester. A heartwarming series about a cowboy who falls for the girl, letting go of the past and the importance of family.  Summary part nineteen: The Flagstaff Horse Fair is about to kick off, but not without a hitch. Warnings series: NSFW, 18+ only! Fluff, angst, eventually smut. Swearing, smoking, alcohol intoxication, alcohol abuse. Mutual pining, heartbreak. Crying, nightmares, childhood trauma. Description of animal abuse, domestic violence, mentions of addiction. Financial problems, stress, mental breakdown. Description of blood and injury, hospital scenes, character death, grief. Music: ‘Fortunate Son’ - Creedence Clearwater Revival, ‘Backwoods Company’ - The Wild Feathers.  Follow ‘Kate Huntington’s Ride With Me playlist’ on Spotify! Author’s note: Prepare for cuteness and a bit of angst! Thank you @kittenofdoomage​​, @girl-with-a-fandom-fettish​​, @manawhaat​​ and @winchest09​​ for helping me. I especially want to thank Kay, who has beta’d Ride from the very beginning, but needs to take a break from Tumblr to focus on school. I will miss her dearly, but I’m super thankful that Mana is willing to take over. Also a special thanks to @jules-1999​​, who has offered me her knowledge about rodeo events like these.

     With a black bumper-pull trailer in the rearview mirror, Dean’s beloved ‘67 El Camino rolls up Interstate 17. The windows are down, allowing the wind to wash in, like waves crashing onto the beach on a hot summer day, the cool air welcome and refreshing. 

     The Gold Canyon Ranch caravan left around three o’clock, the column of three pickups and trailers now heading towards Flagstaff, Arizona. Bobby and Jo lead the company in his powerful Ford with an impressive gooseneck in tow, which currently accommodates five horses. Benny follows in his four by four, with three horses on board another large trailer, facilitated with a small living quarters. Dean is the last wagon of the train, Meadow and one of his calmer geldings in the back, and Y/N beside him in the passenger seat.

     The cowgirl is soaking up the scenery, the hills that flow next to the highway, the mountains in the distance, the blue sky above them. The tall saguaros that dominate the landscape at home are swapped for ponderosa pines, dusty desert for green grasslands. The forest is already beginning to change color, autumn painting deciduous trees in shades of yellow and orange. It’s remarkable how different her current surroundings are from the Phoenix area, only two and a half hours south. 

     With Fortunate Son by Creedence Clearwater Revival playing on the old cassette deck of the classic car, Dean drums against the steering wheel to the rhythm of the song. He absently hums along, mouthing a few words every now and then. When he glances aside, a small smile forms on his lips. The woman, who managed to calm him after the disturbing news Bobby delivered, is breathtaking without even trying. Loose strands of hair have escaped her ponytail and dance in the playful wind, her maya blue blouse fluttering against her Arizona sun-kissed skin. She looks at the world through her shaded Ray Bans, lost in thought and wonder.

     He returns his gaze to the road as he reaches for her, laying his hand on her knee to get her attention, softly rubbing his thumb over the denim. Awoken from her daydream, she glances over, but doesn’t say anything. Instead, she lays her hand over his, warmed by the touch.

I have a lot of thoughts on this chapter and they boil down to this: I love Jody,  spinal shock is real (you won’t know the actual damage from a spinal cord injury until the swelling and shock decrease), and if I could describe Dean Winchester in any universe it would be with one word: guilt. Very well written, my friend! I have missed this story dearly!

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I honestly have no clue, it’s not for me it’s disgusting. My dad and my aunt love it, everyone else in my family thinks they are crazy.

What is it? What I remember from cooking shows is this: ground beef, eggs, bread crumbs, some different chopped veggies, various spices(?), ketchup (along with some other sauce type toppings) all mixed together and shoved into a loaf pan (like you would bake a loaf of bread in), “glazed” with the new sauce you made from all the other sauces mixed together, and then baked in the oven. 

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Is this the same thing as fish sticks? Here’s what fish sticks are: usually cod (I believe) that has been breaded, deep fried, flash frozen, purchased in the freezer section of the grocery store, reheated in the oven and served as a meal when we are desperate and/or lazy. Personally, I haven’t eaten them since I was a child but I can’t speak for the rest of the country on their popularity. However, given that I am realizing I am kind of the walking, talking embodiment of an American cliche as I answer these, and since they aren’t in movies/tv, I’m thinking they aren’t that popular.

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I completely agree. It’s a ridiculous method of measurement but so is everything else about the American system for measuring anything. *shrugs* What can you do?

For future reference: 1 American football field = 100 yards = 300 feet = 91.44 meters 👍

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