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    littletrenchcoatangel:

audreyii-fic:

iepidemic:

eat-pie-in-221b-with-satan:


hiddleswiggles:


cractasticdispatches:


nekosmuse:


thewholockiansareinthetardis:



forsciencejohn:



ceesquatch:



daunt:



ramblingeekette:



This needs to be on everyone’s dashes again



Oh hey remember when Chris Pine….



human impala, anyone 



oh
my 
God



HEADCANON FUCKING ACCEPTED



Yes to human!Impala. And yes to this dude playing the part. Oh, Dean.


Oh lord. We missed it the first time this went around. And we would just like to say aksdhofiasknd YESYESYES


ALL the yes! Please someone write it. Dean/Impala 


YES.


Dean walked outside, loosening his tie as he and Sam went out to their car, on their way to the cemetery to burn the bones— it was a simple enough case. “Sam. Sam, where the hell.. where the hell is my car?!” Dean looked around anxiously, eyes falling on a younger man sitting on the curb where his car used to be. 
He stormed over to the young man and pulled him up by his shirt, glaring with intense eyes. “Where the hell is my car?!” Dean growled.
“It’s kinda sweet to see how much you actually care in person,” the other man replied coolly, voice like a low, deep purr.
Dean was taken aback for a moment, trying to process what he’d just said. He released his shirt and stared. “Excuse me? Who are you?” he asked, shooting a look over to Sam. His brother only shrugged, looking equally as confused.
The man adjusted his shirt and ran a hand through his thick, dark colored hair. “I… hm.” There was a pause before he shrugged. “I don’t know. You’ve always just called me baby.”
Baby. Who the hell did he.. “Oh no fucking way,” Dean breathed out after finally putting the pieces together. “No way in hell.” He took a step back, rubbing his eyes to make sure that this wasn’t just a goddamn dream.
Sam was gaping slightly and caught the guy’s eye. “You’re… the Impala,” he said, not so much a question as it was a statement. “How does that happen?”
“Someone named Gabriel. One second I was a car, the next..” He gestured to his body, and stuck out his bottom lip slightly. “He said that you guys would have fun with this. Me. Or something like that.” A grin, almost a smirk, played at his lips as he eyes the two brothers.
Dean was speechless, and that never happened. After one more moment of looking at the man, he turned to face Sam. “Alright. Okay, just… go take care of the bones. I’ll stay here and babysit..” What the hell would he call him? “So do you have a name?”
The younger man shrugged. “You’ve only ever called me ‘baby’.” He was humming a song, like he couldn’t quite get it out of his head. This whole “being a human” thing wasn’t too bad at all. And seeing Sam and Dean for the first time… it was nothing short of amazing.
“Dude, are you humming Led Zeppelin?” he asked, unable to keep back a grin. The guy nodded, watching Sam walk off and tilting his head to the side slightly. God, that Winchester kid has a nice—
“Hey. Eyes up here,” Dean interrupted, snapping his fingers in front of the younger man. “Listen, until we figure this all out, you’re staying here with us. So come on baby, looks like we’re walking to the motel room.”
The other man nodded and followed behind Dean as they walked down the sidewalk. “Sounds good to me,” he responded, grinning devilishly, now humming a Metallica song.
Dean was so glad that no one else could see him blush.

    littletrenchcoatangel:

    audreyii-fic:

    iepidemic:

    eat-pie-in-221b-with-satan:

    hiddleswiggles:

    cractasticdispatches:

    nekosmuse:

    thewholockiansareinthetardis:

    forsciencejohn:

    ceesquatch:

    daunt:

    ramblingeekette:

    This needs to be on everyone’s dashes again

    Oh hey remember when Chris Pine….

    human impala, anyone 

    oh

    my 

    God

    HEADCANON FUCKING ACCEPTED

    Yes to human!Impala. And yes to this dude playing the part. Oh, Dean.

    Oh lord. We missed it the first time this went around. And we would just like to say aksdhofiasknd YESYESYES

    ALL the yes! Please someone write it. Dean/Impala 

    YES.

    Dean walked outside, loosening his tie as he and Sam went out to their car, on their way to the cemetery to burn the bones— it was a simple enough case. “Sam. Sam, where the hell.. where the hell is my car?!” Dean looked around anxiously, eyes falling on a younger man sitting on the curb where his car used to be. 

    He stormed over to the young man and pulled him up by his shirt, glaring with intense eyes. “Where the hell is my car?!” Dean growled.

    “It’s kinda sweet to see how much you actually care in person,” the other man replied coolly, voice like a low, deep purr.

    Dean was taken aback for a moment, trying to process what he’d just said. He released his shirt and stared. “Excuse me? Who are you?” he asked, shooting a look over to Sam. His brother only shrugged, looking equally as confused.

    The man adjusted his shirt and ran a hand through his thick, dark colored hair. “I… hm.” There was a pause before he shrugged. “I don’t know. You’ve always just called me baby.”

    Baby. Who the hell did he.. “Oh no fucking way,” Dean breathed out after finally putting the pieces together. “No way in hell.” He took a step back, rubbing his eyes to make sure that this wasn’t just a goddamn dream.

    Sam was gaping slightly and caught the guy’s eye. “You’re… the Impala,” he said, not so much a question as it was a statement. “How does that happen?”

    “Someone named Gabriel. One second I was a car, the next..” He gestured to his body, and stuck out his bottom lip slightly. “He said that you guys would have fun with this. Me. Or something like that.” A grin, almost a smirk, played at his lips as he eyes the two brothers.

    Dean was speechless, and that never happened. After one more moment of looking at the man, he turned to face Sam. “Alright. Okay, just… go take care of the bones. I’ll stay here and babysit..” What the hell would he call him? “So do you have a name?”

    The younger man shrugged. “You’ve only ever called me ‘baby’.” He was humming a song, like he couldn’t quite get it out of his head. This whole “being a human” thing wasn’t too bad at all. And seeing Sam and Dean for the first time… it was nothing short of amazing.

    “Dude, are you humming Led Zeppelin?” he asked, unable to keep back a grin. The guy nodded, watching Sam walk off and tilting his head to the side slightly. God, that Winchester kid has a nice—

    “Hey. Eyes up here,” Dean interrupted, snapping his fingers in front of the younger man. “Listen, until we figure this all out, you’re staying here with us. So come on baby, looks like we’re walking to the motel room.”

    The other man nodded and followed behind Dean as they walked down the sidewalk. “Sounds good to me,” he responded, grinning devilishly, now humming a Metallica song.

    Dean was so glad that no one else could see him blush.

    (via emilianadarling)

  2. #headcanon #yep #ship #dean winchester #supernatural #Fic

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    "I adore the way fan fiction writers engage with and critique source texts, by manipulating them and breaking their rules. Some of it is straight-up homage, but a lot of [fan fiction] is really aggressive towards the source text. One tends to think of it as written by total fanboys and fangirls as a kind of worshipful act, but a lot of times you’ll read these stories and it’ll be like ‘What if Star Trek had an openly gay character on the bridge?’ And of course the point is that they don’t, and they wouldn’t, because they don’t have the balls, or they are beholden to their advertisers, or whatever. There’s a powerful critique, almost punk-like anger, being expressed there—which I find fascinating and interesting and cool."

    Lev Grossman  (via albinwonderland)

    (Source: hp2012.org, via fuckyeahsuperheroines)

  4. #Fic #fangirly

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    joyfulldreams:

    inuysha-link-lover:

    algrenion:

    i think there should be AU’s and then there should be UA’s

    because Universe Alterations would be a good name for when your characters are in the exact same universe but you’re altering just a couple of plot points or a few character traits

    image

    EVERYONE WE ALL NEED TO MAKE THIS A THING

    GOD THIS WOULD MAKE SHIT SO MUCH EASIER

    (via emilianadarling)

  6. #Fic #fandom #needs to happen

  7. starshipdown:

    livelongandbiteme:

    dontblinktheangelshavecamelot:

    Look! There was a fan fiction article in today’s  Washington Express (a free daily I newspaper put out by the Washington Post in Washington DC)

    Link to the article online

    Article credit, Beth Marlowe (Express)
    Art credit, Patrick Leger (For Express)

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    image

    “DAMMIT JIM”

    HAHAHAHAHA BONES THOUGH

    “Fan fiction is like methadone to a heroin addict, offering a come-down from the high of the original creation. It’s a rebound relationship, filling the gaping hole when a favourite series ends (or starts to suck).”

    (via sirdef)

  8. #Fic #fandom #star trek #accurate

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    yourstatdecisrejected:

HA HA HA HA omfg.

    yourstatdecisrejected:

    HA HA HA HA omfg.

    (Source: usbdongle)

  10. #Fic #Ain't That The Truth #fangirly

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    Remember Me: (Bond/Q)

    rec-myworld:

    Title:  Remember Me

    Author:  Jen (ConsultingWriters)  

    Fandom:  Skyfall, James Bond (Movies), James Bond- All Media Types

    Pairing(s): Bond/Q

    Rating: Teen

    Warnings: Amnesia!Bond, sexuality crisis

    Length: ~5,700 words

    Summary:  Bond has lost his memory. Q has lost his love.

    “What have I forgotten?” Bond asked; Q watched him, trying to find the James he knew.

    “Nothing that you won’t work out on your own, if it’s really important,” Q said carefully, before returning every fraction of his attention to the computer in front of him.

    Comments:  This fic is beautiful.  I adored the writing style and how you’re pulled into the story.  Bond was perfect.   I think he would have had a bit of a time coming to grips with loving Q and this author outlined it wonderfully.  Q’s reactions to all this had my in tears.  I loved how the author communicated the anguish that Q was feeling over the loss of Bond’s memory and how restrained Q was.  He made the smart decisions as would be expected of him.  I also liked that it didn’t focus completely on Bond’s relationship with Q, that he had to grieve over M and Vesper once more.  Please enjoy.

    OMG THIS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL FIC WILL BREAK YOUR HEART INTO A THOUSAND TINY PIECES BUT YOU SHOULD READ IT ANYWAY. 

  12. #fic #Bond. James Bond. #ship #sadface #angsty #review

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    professorfangirl:

homosociallyyours:

swingsetindecember:

my-apollo-bars:

in case any of you wanted to know how gay sex works

IN FICS THEY NEVER WEAR SHORTS. OH THE LIES

put on your sexin’ shorts, steve! we’re helifucktering tonight!

^^^^^helifucktering^^^^^

    professorfangirl:

    homosociallyyours:

    swingsetindecember:

    my-apollo-bars:

    in case any of you wanted to know how gay sex works

    IN FICS THEY NEVER WEAR SHORTS. OH THE LIES

    put on your sexin’ shorts, steve! we’re helifucktering tonight!

    ^^^^^helifucktering^^^^^

    (via thelostvermeer)

  14. #lgbtq #sex #seems legit #rofl #Fic

  15. inkandash:

    shinykari:

    Poisson d’Avril
    MCU/Avengers; team!gen (with background Tony/Pepper and Clint/Coulson); 5407 words; General
    In retrospect, it should have been obvious that Loki would do something ridiculous on April Fool’s Day. It’s just that they weren’t quite expecting this.

    Reposting myself because it’s April Fool’s day, and this fic is appropriate.

    AO3 | DW | LJ

    Gifs made by aniorro and reposted with permission.

    MUPPET FLAILING
    This is awesome go read it. And giggle with me at the gifs.

    Flawless. Loved it. THANK YOU SHINYKARI. 

    (via catolynwrites)

  16. #Fic #Avengers

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    Sometimes, I say smart things.: Fanfiction & Capitalism, and Why I Think They Are Related [TW for homophobia, mentions of sexual violence, capitalism]

    hobbitdragon:

    Lots of really amazing writers denigrate their work (or have their work denigrated by others) because they write fanfiction rather than “real stories.” The more I think about this, the more messed up I think this is, and I’d like to talk about why. 

    Part of the reason fanfic is often denigrated is because a lot of it is erotic, a lot of it is about escapism and wish-fulfillment, and a lot of it is queer. So much fanfiction is queer, in fact, that it should come as no surprise that it is widely reviled and made into a joke; homophobia is still very real and I trust that I don’t have to explain how it would cause queer literature to be denigrated. 

    But that still leaves the fact that a lot of fanfic is erotic. Given that I’m a sex educator, I’ve seen first-hand the effects of sex-negativity and its accompanying effects of silence and shame. People’s lives are ruined or ended every day by what they did not know, have had hidden from them, and could not find out for themselves. I’m not exaggerating this in the slightest; ignorance about sex and sexuality regularly causes death, either from dangerous abortion procedures, suicide, disease, or murder. With that degree of violence surrounding sexual information, I see an obvious connection between cultural sex-negativity and the fact that erotic literature is so widely viewed is worthless. Of course this extends to fanfiction. 

    The fanfiction which isn’t directly sexual is often still about wish-fulfillment of desires other than sexual ones, many of which center around the desire to be loved and able to recover from trauma. Hurt/comfort is one of the most popular genres in fandom, and this is for good reason. The fact that anyone sees a problem with people exploring pain and recovery and love is deeply disturbing. Why would anyone complain about people spending time fulfilling their desires  in a way that hurts no one? The only answer I can think of is “Because people are supposed to suffer.” I obviously disagree with this.  

    And this is, finally, where capitalism comes into it. One of the biggest reasons people see fanfiction as a waste of time is that it’s unpublishable because of copyright infringement. And since fanfic can’t be formally published, no money can be made from it. This is, fundamentally, the ONLY difference between fanfiction and “real” stories—copyright infringement prevents fanfiction from being given a monetary venture. 

    We might like to hope that published material is, somehow, of better quality than that which is unpublished or unpublishable. But this is not true, as anyone who has tried and failed to get published will tell you. More crap gets published every year while more masterpieces languish in anonymity than we can ever truly know, because it’s not about quality, it’s about money

    Which then begs the question: if the only difference between fanfiction and “real fiction” is the capacity to make money, why is fanfiction considered so worthless? Because capitalism wants us to believe that monetary value is the ONLY system of value with any meaning. 

    Nevermind the fact that many of us have learned more about consent, negotiation, gender, and sexual orientation from fanfiction (and other ‘unpublishable’ content on the internet) than we ever did from anything published or offered to us in school. Nevermind the fact that fanfiction is the first and ONLY place many of us will ever see people like us being represented. Nevermind that fanfiction is often written to help us explore and heal from issues of trauma, abuse, internalized bigotry, and self-loathing. Nevermind that fanfiction gives so many of us access to characters we love, cherish, admire, and look up to being like us, feeling like us, loving people like us, or just plain representing us in a way we often cannot get from the real people in our lives as a result of bigotry and shame. 

    In this homophobic, sex-negative, capitalist society, minorities of all sorts are supposed to be worthless and fandom is often the only place they can seek representation. In this bigoted, capitalist society we are not supposed to believe that our pleasure and fulfillment is worthwhile. We are not supposed to see ourselves as having intrinsic value. Lots of us need escapism because the world around us hates us so much that the only way to survive it is to escape it sometimes into a created place that views us as valid and good. Fanfiction, moreso than mainstream published media ever can, gives value and space to people and feelings and experiences that are given no space or value elsewhere.

    But we are supposed to think that’s worthless. 

    (via birdie-told-me)

  18. #Fic #money #society #stereotypes #sex #writing

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    • easter: reads fanficion
    • christmas: reads fanfiction
    • birthday: reads fanfiction
    • christ's second coming: reads fanfiction
    • apocalypse: reads fanfiction
  20. #Fic #story of my life #that's how we roll #fangirly

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