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yngridsarts · 2 years

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i love when @auroramusic wears her hair like this 💙

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omegawolf19 · 5 years

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As the year of the bread continues to take its toll on me in multiple ways, here’s a something not very special I came up with, ALSO I’m counting this as my earth day post as this one lyrically is being inspired by @auroramusic and her song “The Seed” which is a Jam🤘🏻⭐️ “How can we live here, if we can’t breathe in our atmosphere? How many wildfires must burn, before we learn? And we’d never know when we will take our last breath, till we inhale chemicals, and exhale death” #musicproducer #singersongwriter #inspiration #aurora #aurorasinger #acoustic #indiepop #postrock https://www.instagram.com/p/BwmPj9fhZIbnlp9ZGaD7k0m5hb9pgMARlWJSuA0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=xkmyrc6n4yyy

#musicproducer #singersongwriter #inspiration #aurora #aurorasinger #acoustic #indiepop #postrock

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eveonearth-blog · 6 years

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Loving AURORA’s new album ‘Infections of a different kind’ ~ can’t wait to see her in London soon!

#aurora #aurorasinger #singer #music #allmydemonsgreetingmeasfriends #infectionofadofferentkind #newmusic #norwegian #norwegiansinger #norwegianmusic #queendom #scandinavian #scandimusic

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spnbaby-67 · 6 years

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When you love a Winchester

A/n: This is my entry for @oneshoeshort‘s #Feeling30Birthday Challenge. I have to apologize, my brain is not wanting to work with me. So if it sounds lame I’m sorry in advance. THANK YOU so much Liz and Gaynor for your help as well. Your both amazing when it comes to writing and beta’ing.

Paring; Sam x Reader, Dean mentioned.

Warnings: none that I can think of other than reader being nervous and slightly worried.

word I used was: Knowledge

it’s getting late, and the boys haven’t been home yet. You pace the hotel room, waiting for any signs of them; a text, a call, something. Yet all you get silence, your heart pounding with worry. You hated when you had to stay behind on hunts, especially one like this. It was only a salt and burn, one of your personal favorite because of how easy they were. But Dean insisted that you stay behind as he didn’t want you to get hurt. But yet here you were, worrying about them being hurt while not receiving any communication.

“Damn it you Winchesters, your going to be the death of me,” you sighed angrily.

You decided you’d had enough waiting around and took out your phone to shoot Sam a text.

“Where the hell are you two, this better not be some kind of a damn joke. Answer me!”

With no immediate response, you threw your phone across the room and resumed your furious pacing.

You and Sam Winchester had been dating for about four months officially, two months prior unofficially. Neither one of you had a clue as to what that meant. You figured becoming “official” meant going steady. However, according to Sam, he just said it wasn’t announced to the world yet. You had to laugh at his crazy thoughts, but loved his quirky ways.

You continued your pacing, stopping every few seconds to listen to the cars outside, hoping it was Baby. At every disappointment it wasn’t her, another frustrated sigh left your body. You knew Baby’s engine from a mile away, but your nerves were getting the best of you that night. You never got tired of listening to her; it was music to your ears whenever Dean started her up. You had many memories in that car; you couldn’t imagine forgetting anytime soon.

On a road trip, she would lull you to sleep in the back seat when you traveled far from the bunker. She was your shelter on rainy nights. You even had memories of you and Sam together a few nights that you’d never tell Dean about. God if he only knew, you thought. You shook your head at the visual in your mind’s eye. You couldn’t help the smile that came through. But it quickly turned into a frown when you remembered you were still alone with no sign of the boys.

You started to open the motel room door, but Dean’s warnings stopped you. “Don’t open the door while we are gone, you never know who could be out there ready to come in.”

But you couldn’t help it! The room was getting stuffy, nearly suffocating you. Even if it was just opened for a moment, you’d still be happy. The rainfall became harder, vicious thunder vibrating the ground. Lightning flashed in the windows, lighting up the place; it caused you to jump. You swore you felt the earth move. You went back to sit on the bed you shared with Sam. Despite being a bed hogger and a built in heater, nights like these you wouldn’t be opposed to his tendencies.

“Damn it Sam, call me,” you repeated desperately, looking at your phone again.

Tears were building but you will not let them fall. You refused to show any weakness should they return soon. Seeing headlights shine in the window, you jumped up. Hearing Baby's engine, you felt relief wash over you. Your boys were back!

You sat back down on the bed and waited for them to enter. The first thing Sam saw was your head in your hands. He rushed over towards you, removing your head from your hands and lifting your chin to face him in a single motion. He wiped away a small tear as it ghosted out of the corner of your eye.

“Hey Y/N, what's wrong?” His voice was velvety smooth and caring.

“I….” you hiccuped, “….was worried. You didn't answer my text.” Your voice betrayed you, scared and frantic.

“You thought something had happened to us.” He wasted no time taking your head into his hands, kissing your forehead gently. His smile brought you out of your stooper in an instant.

“Yes. God Sam, you are so knowledgeable when it comes to how I feel.” you sighed into your own smile, Sam’s beautiful face glowing. He knows me so well, you thought.

“I should be Y/N; we’ve been dating for 4 months.” His smile brought out his dimples; it practically knocked the wind out of your chest.

You laughed as he kissed you gently. Until now, it escaped your notice that both brothers were battered with bruises and cuts. You didn’t hesitate to grab the first aid kit as Dean called the first shower.

“Sorry I didn't text back. We were really busy. The hunt went wrong, way more than just a typical salt and burn. It wasn’t just one ghost. Dean and I had to salt and burn the whole family.” He stopped and looked down at your handy work, smiling.

“I should have been there to help,” you protested as you put the stuff back in the kit. “You know salt and burns are my favorite, I could’ve been useful.” You rolled his sleeve back down, signaling your work was finished.

“We got it done and we’re both okay. I probably smell but c’mere.” He pulls you into a hug, his strong arms closing around you. You felt safe in his arms no matter how long he allowed it. It was proof that he was back with you and not your brain playing tricks on you.

Dean came out of the shower as Sam moved towards the bathroom. You didn’t want to let him go, but you figured in another twenty minutes you’d be back in his arms again for the night.

By the time Sam came out from his shower, you were already changed into your pajamas, ready for bed. Dean was already snoring softly. When you noticed that he was covered up, you tucked Dean in. The last thing he needed was to catch a cold. The Winchesters were your life; no matter what, you vowed from the start to take care of them.

Wrapped tightly in Sam’s embrace, his chest your pillow, you both fall asleep quickly. It was your favorite place to be; you felt safe and protected. No monsters, bad dreams, or anything bothered you in the arms of your angel.

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#Sam Winchester #sam and reader #birthday challange #scared reader

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yngridsarts · 3 years

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“I think of seagulls as my enemies” - @auroramusic

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#auroramusic #Aurora Aksnes #aurorasinger #Fanart #clipstudiopaint #myart

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yngridsarts · 3 years

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you’re a wolfwalker! 🐺 @auroramusic

(fanart of aurora aksnes inspired by cartoonsaloon’s wolfwalkers, an apple tv movie that features a new version of “running with the wolves” by aurora)

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yngridsarts · 3 years

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“Take me home where I belong” ❤️✨

(last week @auroramusic’s Runaway turned 6 years old (and hit 100M streams on spotify) so i made this to celebrate it! it’s aurora in her current era (exist for love) guiding her younger self...)

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yngridsarts · 3 years

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