I feel like you are either ignoring or deleting all the asks I sent you. You seem to answer the ones you get quickly. So why not mine?

If this is the same anon I’m thinking of, then yes, I’ve deleted your asks. And the reason is because I’m an SPN S13+ positive blog. I love my show despite its flaws. And while I may criticize some plot points, occasional flat episodes, what I perceive to be OOC moments, certain insensitivity, etc. I still love the show. I’m not about to spread hate on it.

In fact, I blacklist certain tags and block lots of posts, and unfollow lots of people that go above and beyond what I consider to be criticism, to outright hate of characters/actors/episodes/whatever.

I have been pretty vocal on repeat offenders of bullshit that appears in the scripts in the form of a pair of show writers, but there’s a long and storied history of stuff there to dive into that goes beyond hurting my favorite show. However, though I do let my distaste be known, it’s not on the regular, and certainly not a majority of what I talk about re: SPN.

Yes, I’m glad the Lucifer arc has FINALLY played itself out, but that’s because it got stale. No, I don’t hate Jack. I love Jack. No, I don’t hate Mary. I love Mary. I love all the characters and their faults and fissures and fantasticness.

If you don’t, that’s fine, but seeing as how I’m here to actually enjoy something, if you don’t, I won’t visit your corner of the world, and I ask that you don’t intrude directly onto mine. I cultivate my Tumblr experience for a reason. And that reason is that I’m exhausted of pointless fandom turf wars. I’m too old to get that worked up, and frankly, when I was younger too, I always had better things to do than rail on a damn fictional universe.

I found your asks to be an effort to begin an incitement of wank on various levels for lots of things in the fandom, and have never been, nor will I ever be, here for that.

I am here for positivity and enjoyment. End of story.

It is August 18, 2018 in Atlanta, Georgia. I found pumpkin spice coffee at the grocery store. Y’all, we won’t have fall weather until Thanksgiving. Retail is starting to treat the changing of the seasons like Christmas. Way too soon.

ltleflrt:

jupiterjames:

ltleflrt:

jupiterjames:

ltleflrt:

@jupiterjames replied to your post:
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You have a built in cult here with me. Don’t sell yourself short. XD

Next time we’re in the same physical space we should light candles, burn herbs, and whisper good things about Sam Winchester (and Gabriel) to the universe together XD

I’m going to reblog this one because OMG can you IMAGINE us twerps sitting on the floor having a Sam Winchester seance? It’s amazing. We’re doing it.

All of you following my blog, take note, @ltleflrt has promised me a white magic Sam Winchester seance. 

I’m saving my pennies for a plane ticket JUST FOR THIS (and because I miss you lol)

I should come and visit you at some point! I shall also penny save! 😀

YESSSSSS, I want you to meet my cats! (that includes my husband, he’s just bipedal and mostly hairless lol)

In all honesty, there’s only like, 2 months here that aren’t miserably humid. Today, for instance, it’s so humid, you can actually see it in the air. I’ll just… come to you. Dry out my gills. 😀

Your Sam Winchester thirst cured my strep throat.

ltleflrt:

azrielrose:

ltleflrt:

jupiterjames:

ltleflrt:

Really?  Maybe we can inoculate you against further illness by talking about how much I love the idea of Sam sleeping, usually on his tummy, feet hanging over the edge of the bed because he’s like nine feet tall.  (also Sam’s bare feet mmmm).  And how I love when his hair gets in his face when he’s outside and it’s windy.  Oh, and let’s not forget his cute habit of sitting in a chair and propping his feet up in another chair.  (there’s that foot fetish again).  And I think he secretly likes sweets as much as Dean does, but he feels guilty about it because of how poor they were growing up, so he bitches about “healthy choices” but will nom down the fresh strawberries Dean stocks the fridge with just for him.  

I mean, just look at this man, why wouldn’t I be thirsty for him??

OMG I keep trying to reblog, and Tumblr keeps crashing! I mean to say, this is exactly why we’re besties! Also, the dimple smile needs to be added to the endless list, which you have covered, and the Sam/Jared hair blow:

I mean, I can make a longer list if you’d like.

Hands:

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My gods, his mouth:

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Look at this goober:

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This.  What is this.  I would die if he gave me this fuckin’ look. (also, if you don’t think I’m picturing DiD!Sam right now, you need to go read it again):

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I LOVE HIM SO MUCH JJ LOOK AT HIM.

@ltleflrt omg murdering mej!!! ((((hair toss))))

Also, totally agree on the sweets thing.  After all, you’re telling me a kid who once dreamed of Nachos with Marshmallows and all the other crap on that table just grew up to hate sweets????  No way.  We’re onto him.  

In my current fic he always has honey with his breakfast and Dean makes jams and jellies for him.  And Gabriel makes him fresh chocolate chip cookies, which Sam complains about just before eating, as if he’s actually going to say no to chocolate pfft.

Sam deserves sweet treats!

Also, SAM’S HAIR.  

Not to bring the party down, but I think a big reason that Sam doesn’t eat sweets now very much is because he won’t. I don’t think he wants to fully realize what he was missing as a kid, since he already knows a lot of it. But that makes me even thirstier for him! Anyway, on a happier note, his perfect fucking hair again!