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Feast your eyes on the beauty that is my Cockles Op from MinnCon. I’m sure you all want to hear the story, so here we go.

So first of all, this was the photo that I used for the inspiration of this pose:

I wanted to do this with me jumping in the middle. When it was my turn, I showed them the photo (after Misha pulled me in for a hug because he remembered me from his solo and Castiel photos), and they both leaned in super close together with me so they could see it. Like, their hair was practically fusing together close. Jensen immediately starts cracking up and looks up at Misha, who’s also giggling, and then turns to me and says “You want us to do this??” To which I replied, “Of course! Jensen, you did an impressive jump at your panel this morning, I think you can handle it." 

So I get into position, but evidently Jensen didn’t like where I was standing, because he manhandled me exactly where he wanted me, before he and Misha went off to the sides to get a running head start. The first picture we took didn’t come out well (last photo) because we all jumped at different times, so Chris had us to it again and told them to jump when they were directly behind me. Except this time he took the first three photos in succession.

After we took the photos, Jensen and Misha immediately ran up to Chris so they could see them, and they both started laughing loudly. Naturally, I wanted to see them too, so I went up behind them and put my hands on their backs so they knew I was there, and Misha immediately pulled me into another side hug and let me come up closer. I couldn’t really see the photos because Chris was angling the camera towards Jensen (who was still giggling), but I didn’t even mind. Because Cockles sandwich. Finally, one of the handlers got annoyed that I wouldn’t leave, so she put her arm between Misha and I and started to guide me away. But not before I thanked them for an awesome op. It was definitely the best photo op experience I’ve had to date.

Also, I was outside of the autograph room when Jensen came out, so I got his attention and showed him one of the photos, and he just pointed right at me with the smolder on his face. I almost died. I hope you guys like these photos, because I certainly do!

Okay everyone, HERE IT IS!! The Cockles Bridal Op. I want to start out by saying that I was not expecting any sort of recognition at all about this photo…but needless to say I was pleasantly surprised. Secondly, I want to say that @livebloggingmydescentintomadness handled the situation very well and she doesn’t deserve any hate due to the situation. Lastly, feel free to save/use this picture, but please give credit if you do ❤ As promised, the conversation: So I know in my head what I wanted to do, I wanted Jensen to pick up Misha and then Misha to stretch out his legs and like do a ‘draw me like one of your French girls’ pose while I held his legs and Jensen held his top…well whilst in line for the OP, the girl in front of me told me that there was a sign saying saying they weren’t supposed to pick fans up. So I was like…crap. So when I got up to my op, I asked. Me: So…I know you’re really not supposed to pick anyone up…but could you (Jensen) pick him (Misha) up? Misha: Well actually he’s not strong enough… Jensen: Well actually he’s a bit heavy right now… *I look down, a bit disappointed but I say OK because I have another idea. Out of the corner of my eye I see a handler lady coming up, I assume to ask what was taking so long* Handler lady: Nonononono! *I look up to see Jensen had picked Misha up into his arms bridal style. Utterly shocked, I just got in and posed for the photo. Afterwards I gave them hugs and thanked them*

It was the best day of my life.

Okay! So! Misha tried to stand directly behind the painting, right after I told Jensen (and him but he wasn’t listening) that we wanted to pretend to give them the mixtape and he was like NO MISHA. YOU HAVE TO BE OVER HERE. Which we were all saying, and Misha looked confused and tried to stand his ground, but Jensen started tugging on him and heckling him, so Misha told him to fuck off before he moved over to where he was supposed to be. 😂😂

Request from Anonymous: Hi, I was wondering if you could do a Winchester sister fic where the reader is like a huge mess and an alcoholic, kind of like effy stonem from skins, and the brothers realize they haven’t been the best influences for her (with deans excessive drinking etc) and they kinda have to deal with that. Angsty please!         

Summary: Y/N Winchester is an alcoholic, and she knows it. The problem is, she doesn’t care. It was her ‘coping’ mechanism to drink away the demons, learning the tactic from her big brother, Dean. Problem is, Dean can’t accept the fact he caused this, nor can he be bothered with that burden.

Pairing: Winchesters x Sister!Reader

Word Count: 1085

Warnings: Angst, language, alcoholism, alcoholic!reader, Dean is a huge dick

A/N- Muhahaha… I’m having fun with all this angst…

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#15: don’t die on me- please.

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I felt the bullet before I saw it, the harsh metal sinking deep it the middle of my abdomen. The sound of the gunshot seemed to echo through the woods, bouncing off one tree and onto the next, catching the attention of both Sam and Dean who whipped their heads around at the noise.

I instantly fell to my knees, my hand shakily coming up to the wound as I looked up at the girl who’d shot me as she smiled darkly, flashing her black eyes at me. She said something, her mouth moving up and down but I couldn’t hear her over blood rushing in my ears. I fell backwards, the forest floor greeting me.

I stared up at the sky, the stars twinkling above me and I thought surely, this was the best place to die. Surrounded by the earth, the ground caressing me as I stared into the infinite. 

Another gunshot rang out a few seconds later, the shot creating a glow around the trees around me. I clutched my stomach, the warm blood seeping through my fingers as I winced slightly.

Within seconds of the gun going off, two figures appeared over me, crouching down. Sam immediately began examining the wound, pulling away the multiple layers of clothing.

“Sorry, Y/N,” he said hurriedly.

Dean pushed my hair back, trying to stay calm even though his eyes were panicked. “Hey, there she is. You’re gonna be alright, okay, Y/N?”

I flicked my eyes over to Sam whose face fell as he examined it. “It’s bad, Dean.” he whispered.

Dean clenched his jaw as he shed his flannel, balling it up as he pushed down hard in order to stop the bleeding, only succeeding in making me scream in pain, blood pouring from my mouth.

“Don’t die on me- please, Y/N!”

A/N: Jensen and his sixteen year old daughter get into an argument before she goes out for a night with some friends. A few hours later, Jensen gets a call that is going to change his family’s life forever.

Word Count: 1,523

Warnings: Car accident, angst

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“Did they say how long it was going to be?” Danneel asked from her seat next to Jensen. She had arrived at the hospital about an hour after Jensen did; Gen was at the house so that JJ and the twins would be taken care of while Jared remained at home to take care of their own children.

Jensen just shook his head ‘no’, he was still in shock over what had happened in the last few hours.

“Talk to me Jay.” Danneel practically begged but again her husband just simply shook his head. He worried that if he expressed his fears out loud that they might come true and he wasn’t sure he’d be able to survive it if they did.

“Jay.” Danneel said in a broken voice as tears began to flood her eyes as the realization of what was happening began to sink in even more, “Talk to me.”

Jensen looked over at his wife with tears in his own eyes, “We fought.” He stated in a devastated tone, “We fought and she left thinking that she didn’t matter to me; like she wasn’t one of the most important people in the world to me. One of the last things she heard me say was that she was an ungrateful kid when in reality she’s the most amazing and unselfish kid I’ve ever known.”

“Jay.” Danneel breathed out as tears leaked from her eyes.

#anastasia (1997) actually fucking me up since i was 4 years old

bonus:

On June, 20th the JURI of European Parliament approved of the articles 11 and 13 of the new Copyright Law. These articles are also known as the “Link Tax” and the “Censorship Machines” articles.

Articles 13 in particular forces every internet platform to filter all the contents we upload online, ending once and for all the fandom culture. Which means you won’t be able to upload any type of fandom works like fan arts, fan fictions, gif sets from your favourite films and series, edits, because it’s all copyrighted material. And you won’t also be able to share, enjoy or download other’s contents, because the use of links will be completely restricted.

But not everything’s lost yet. There’s another round of voting scheduled for the early days of July.

What you can do now to save our internet, is to share these informations with all of your family members and friends, and to ask to your MEP (the members of the European Parliament from your country) to vote NO at the next round, to vote against articles 11 and 13.

Here you can find more news and all the details to contact your MEP:

https://saveyourinternet.eu

Also, sign and share this petition:

https://www.change.org/p/european-parliament-stop-the-censorship-machinery-save-the-internet

We have just a couple of weeks to stop this complete madness, don’t let them dictating the way we enjoy our internet.