#LIKE JAKE AND GORDON ARE DEAD

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The Witch of November

Summary: Jake and Bradley’s second deployment has you discovering a lot of things about yourself, including just how much the two men mean to you. Or When The Three Of You Realized What You Were.

Part of my Poly Hangster Universe. Read Part One - In Search Of Obliteration

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Jake “Seresin” Hangman x Female Reader [Hangster x Female Reader Polyamorous Relationship]

Warning: Angst, Mental Health Struggles, Nightmares, Lack of Appetite, Insomnia, Nail Biting, Stress-Induced Weight Loss, Anxiety, Unhealthy Coping Strategies, Difficult Discussions of Feelings, Rating – T.

Credit: Paramount Pictures

Word Count: 5120

The oldies playlist filled the quiet emptiness of the primary bedroom as you worked on folding the last of Bradley’s shirts into the storage tote. It was a poor replacement for the usual sounds of life that filled Jake and Bradley’s home, conversation, laughter, activity, but the songs from the 60s and 70s brought a continuity in their absence.

You smiled softly as you pulled another of his father’s tropical button-up shirts from the drawer, taking extra care as you folded the sleeves down the back, barely registering the song change to Gordon Lightfoot’s The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies of November turn gloomy With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed When the gales of November came early

It was difficult to fathom the next four months without them. They’d had two weeks’ notice – fourteen days to prepare you for the face that they were being deployed for sixteen weeks at sea. It was not their first deployment since your meeting at the liquor store. Not long after that dream-like night you had spent with them, followed by the sun-drenched afternoon spent with their squad in the sundress they had ordered via Postmates, their colleagues too polite to pry at their flimsy introduction of you as a ‘new neighbour’, they had left for ten days.

At the time you’d had no more than a superficial understanding of their profession. Of the peril in which they put themselves on a daily basis – even more so during missions. A few emails had been exchanged between the three of you then but before you even really had a chance to miss them, they had shown up with your apartment bearing take out. The outcome had been four orgasms and a noise complaint.

The ship was the pride of the American side Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most With a crew and good captain well seasoned

This time, however, everything was different. Nearly six-months into your relationship – well, for starters you felt confident calling it that. Perhaps the three of you could have done a better job defining things, but they had given you a key to their house, and you had a toothbrush that lived in the cup with theirs in the ensuite bathroom. Spending most weekends, and the occasional weeknight there, you had successfully avoided another noise complaint and fallen into a very natural rhythm with them.

So, when their orders had arrived, it had been a rather rude awakening. An intrusion in the happy idyll your trio had built, but not altogether unexpected. You’d done a remarkable job convincing Jake, Bradley, and even yourself that you would be all right; that they had no reason to worry about you. And when they decided to once again use a property management company and put their home up for short term rental in their absence? You’d also convinced them to save some money and let you take that on for them.

After all, you had a key and the time, it would be no issue for you to finish packing their things away into the garage and then stop in to clean between rentals. Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms When they left fully loaded for Cleveland And later that night when the ship's bell rang Could it be the north wind they'd been feeling The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound And a wave broke over the railing And every man knew, as the captain did too ‘Twas the witch of November come stealing

You snapped the lid shut on the tote, grabbing your phone and tucking it into your pocket, letting the song continue to play as you carried the last load down the stairs and into the garage. Sliding the box into place, your eyes scanned over the stacks of totes and racks of garment bags – two lives tidily packed away, on hold.

The words of the song, now slightly muffled by the fabric of your pants yet still audible, began to register in your brain and you pulled your phone from your pocket to hear them better. Unbidden, the images sung by the folk singer of a horrific storm began to flood your mind. A helpless ship filled with mortal men dwarfed by the fury of nature.

Two men, who meant a great deal more to you than you had the nerve to put into words as they wolfed down their breakfast that morning, in a vast ocean. How easily they could not return – swept aside by a cruel wave, attacked by a wrathful nation, or eliminated by something so utterly mundane as human error. How easily you could be putting their things away for the very last time.

The unwelcome thoughts tore through your consciousness and had you stumbling back into the door frame that connected the garage to the rest of the house, gasping for breath as tears blurred your vision. The sheer cruelty of your mind, parading the worst possible outcomes through your brain in vivid detail, had you pressing a hand to the centre of your chest, trying to calm your racing heart. You felt sick and acutely alone in a house that was suddenly much too spacious, listening to a song that was far too gloomy.

“Good god, get a grip girl.” You snarled tearfully at yourself before barking a laugh that even you would have to admit rang hollow against the concrete floor.

Shaking your head viciously to clear the morbid thoughts of peril at sea from your head, as though it were an etch-a-sketch needing to be reset, you turned your rush of desperate energy toward skipping the last of the song. Inhaling deeply through your nose as the much more upbeat Surfin’ USA by the Beach Boys took over.

“Better…It’s just day one…. You’ve got this…” You wiped at a few rogue tears that had stolen down your cheeks before doing one last check that everything was stored properly, locking up the garage and heading back into the house to finish cleaning.

One hour – and many deliberate song choices – later, you finished mopping your way out of the house, turning off the lights as you went. Setting up a door code for the guests set the arrive the next day, you headed home near ten, finding it surprisingly easily to fall asleep. The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait When the gales of November came slashing When afternoon came it was freezing rain In the face of a hurricane west wind When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck saying “Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya” At seven PM a main hatchway caved in, he said “Fellas, it's been good to know ya”

The problem reared its head once more in the inky blackness of the night, rain and saltwater lashing your face, stinging your eyes. You could hear Jake and Bradley screaming for you, their voices carried on the wind from opposite directions, impossible to pinpoint no matter how you twisted your body this way and that.

Something unseen collided forcefully with your body, plunging you into a dark, icy sea. You clawed futilely through the water, unable to discern up from down, left from right, as your lungs began to burn with the need for breath.

You thrashed yourself awake from your nightmare, fumbling with the switch on your bedside lamp, desperate for light to dispel the murk of the freezing water, movements still filled with the frenetic energy of a drowning victim. At last, the incandescent bulb clicked on, flooding the room with warm light, reminding you that you were in your bed…. safe….

But Jake and Bradley…. heaven only knew where they were. You hugged your knees to your chest and choked out a sob, feeling just as useless as you had in your dream. They could be screaming your name right now and there was absolutely nothing you could do to help them. In your weakened state, you were utterly defenseless against the onslaught of tears, so you simply turned your head to smother your ragged sobs into the plush of your pillow – not wanting to risk a noise complaint over this of all things.

The captain wired in he had water coming in And the good ship and crew was in peril And later that night when his lights went out of sight Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Terror and theoretical grief and something that you still stubbornly refused to name despite all evidence to its confirmation wrung every last tear from your body until your eyelids were swollen and heavy with irritation. Pulling your exhausted frame from the tangle of sheets and sodden pillows, you trudged to the bathroom to rinse your face, wincing at the person staring back at you in the mirror.

You had done such a good job of convincing Jake and Bradley, of convincing yourself, that you would be all right in their absence, that this sudden burden of anxiety and gut-wrenching fear felt like a betrayal to your own self. You were an adult. You understood what it meant to date a Navy man. Yet here you were, crying your eyes out about things you had absolutely no control over. Over things you were proud of your boys for doing.

So whatever selfish childishness had suddenly possessed you, it had to be quashed with brutal efficiency. It would be wildly unfair for either of them to even sense that you were struggling and the simplest solution to that was you just had to stop it right now. Despite the ruthless glare you were delivering yourself in the glass of the bathroom mirror, however, that traitorous body of yours had somehow found the wherewithal to produce fresh tears to send rolling down your hot cheeks.

“Fuck…” you croaked, sinking your face into your hands.

Does anyone know where the love of God goes When the waves turn the minutes to hours

Three weeks, two days, and five hours. Despite sending them an email every day, you did not hear from Jake or Bradley for three weeks, two days, and five hours after they left you at their house that morning. It was more than enough time for your nightmare to bloom into full grown neurosis.

Stern pep-talks in the mirror were a non-starter, so you began addressing the inevitable sleep issues with melatonin gummies. And when those produced nearly every side-effect on the bottle? Over-the-counter pain killers. The terror still managed to find you, however, even in your chemically enhanced sleep, and a set of dark circles took root beneath your eyes. Your make-up kit expanded, and your routine became longer to hide them.

You threw yourself into your job, desperately trying to fill every waking moment with activity, treading water above the yawning darkness of dread that lay just below the surface. Between overtime hours and managing Jake and Bradley’s house as a rental – cleaning between renters and being on call for any issues that may pop up – you had little time for socializing. Which suited you just fine, because you knew those who cared about you would see through your thinly veiled disguise of make-up and busyness and you were most certainly not ready for a real conversation about what was going on.

You were idly nipping at a hangnail on your index finger as you reviewed a client’s file when your phone buzzed with an email notification and you gasped audibly when their names popped up, making your co-worker shoot you an inquisitive glance.

“Sorry…” You whispered with a wince, scooping the phone off your desk and diving into your email app to read through their joint reply four times before finally exhaling in relief.

They were well. They were tired, but they were alive and missed you and appreciated your emails. You hugged your phone to your chest, not caring how dramatic it might look to your already suspicious colleague, a few tears of joy gathering along your lower lashes.

The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her They might have split up or they might have capsized They may have broke deep and took water

The relief that one email brought was short-lived, affording one, maybe two good nights of sleep before you were plunged back into your cycle of agony. Your stomach grew averse to, and disinterested in, all food save your favourite ice cream, and after throwing out your fourth meal-prepped lunch you surrendered to its demands and proceeded to subsist entirely upon cartons of that.

You lost weight. Everyone seemed eager to tell you how good you looked as a result of it, which only seemed to twist the knife that had taken up residence between your ribs a little tighter. The circles beneath your eyes grew darker and your make-up kit expanded yet again. With all that you were juggling, you somehow failed to notice that you had chewed your nails raw – a self-soothing technique thoroughly acknowledged by the scientific community, but an action you remained blind to.

There were more email replies, with the promise of some possible phone connectivity in the coming weeks, but you were entirely immune to joy now…feeling not unlike a hollowed-out shell of yourself, filled with the black and white static of a television station that lost its signal.

And all that remains is the faces and the names Of the wives and the sons and the daughters

You were fighting with the first corner of the fitted sheet on the primary bed, the bed the three of you usually shared, when your phone started ringing with an unknown number. Releasing the stubborn fabric, you let the elastic spring back into place, mattress frustratingly bare as you picked up.

“Hello?” You answered, expecting it to be the couple slated to arrive tomorrow afternoon.

“Pretty girl, holy shit it’s so good to hear your voice.” Rooster’s rasped statement hit you like a physical blow to the chest, and you stumbled to a seat on the bed.

“Bradley?” Your voice waivered pathetically and you cleared your throat painfully. “Hey! Hey, it’s so lovely to hear yours.” You continued in a much sunnier, confident tone, scouring the tears from your eyes roughly with the heel of your palm.

He sighed your name warmly, but you did not miss the exhaustion that coloured his tone.

“Fuck, I am so sorry it’s taken this long to be able to call, I swear to god I’ve never been on communications blackout this long before. Everything ok?”

“Just great, well…I miss you both so much, but the rentals are running smoothly and work’s going fine, and the weather never changes here so I don’t have any complaints.” You were sure to smile, just like they taught you at work, so the happy tone would carry through the phone line. “You guys doing all right?”

“We are, you perfect woman, we are. Jake’s right here, falling asleep against the wall. Let me pass him the phone.”

There was some muffled scrambling against the receiver before Jake drawled your name, sounding even more exhausted than Bradley.

“Hey Jake, how’re you doing? You showing them all who’s the best?” You forced a grin, hoping to give him extra encouragement by stroking his ego.

“You know it, pretty girl. Me ‘n Rooster here are kicking all their asses…You promise to be extra desperate for us when we get home?”

You mustered a giggle for him, extremely thankful it was only a phone call so you could keep your expressions to yourself.

“You know it, Hungman…”

“Jesus Christ, I miss you…”

“Three weeks, Jake…” Not that you were counting, or anything.

“I can barely keep my eyes open pretty girl, I’m so sorry, I can’t wait to see you.”

“It’s ok Jake, please go get some rest, ok? I’ll see you soon.”

He murmured his goodbyes before Rooster came back on the line.

“Hey pretty girl, I’m not much longer for this world either.”

“I really appreciate you two taking the time to call me. I’ll see you both in three weeks.”

“Three weeks…” He sighed heavily. “I’ll try and email you our docking time and text you when we’re in the car ok?”

You had offered, initially, to drive them. To drop them off and pick them up, but the process for obtaining a pass was a lengthy one and though, none of you admitted it out loud, would have involved defining your relationship on paper. And so, they had departed in Jake’s pick-up truck, which was still waiting for them on base.

“Do what you can, have a good sleep, Bradley.”

“Night, pretty girl.”

You both stayed on the line a moment, listening to one another breathe, before he finally disconnected the call and you dissolved into tears as you sank onto the rug beside the bed.

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings In the rooms of her ice water mansion Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams The islands and bays are for sportsmen

With the final rental checked out, you had a week to put their house back together before Jake and Bradley returned home. You had been careful to write down where things had come from so that you could return them to their rightful place. You took to sleeping at their home so that when the inevitable nightmares or overthinking arrived, three am companions you had grown so very accustomed to over the past four months, you could simply roll out of bed and continue unpacking for them.

True to his word, Bradley managed to email you, letting you know they would be returning that Sunday morning. By Saturday noon, the house was in order, and you made a trip to the grocery store to stock their fridge so they could take it easy their first few days back. You made a special trip to their favourite bakery for some treats, as well, and when you ran out of things to do you went out and walked the beach. Your body was a sharp contrast of fatigue and nervous energy, everything inside you was screaming out for rest but your mind would simply not allow it to.

Your melatonin gummies only afforded you three hours of sleep that night, leaving you pacing about the house like a zombie until the last of it cleared your system. You showered and put on your makeup, carefully ensuring the dark circles were covered. You put on one of their favourite dresses, hoping they wouldn’t notice that it was a little looser on you than before. Or perhaps, like everyone else, they would applaud your new figure.

Setting up the coffee, you held-off starting the brew cycle, waiting for the text to arrive from Bradley that they were on their way home from the base, wanting it to be as fresh as possible. You nearly jumped out of your skin as your phone vibrated with the notification, sliding off your seat at the island and pressing start button before doing one last circuit of the house, unable to sit down.

You were just setting out their favourite mugs on the stone countertop when you heard the engine of Jake’s truck pull into the driveway, rushing to open the front door. Bradley was halfway up the walk when you yanked it open, covering the last of the distance in two long strides before bending his knees to hoist you up into a bone-crushing hug. You squealed as in his excitement, or perhaps his misjudgement of your weight, you shot up higher than expected. Jake laughing brightly as he jogged over, wrapping his arms around both of you tightly as Bradley set your feet back on the concrete walkway.

Nestling your face between their bodies, you inhaled deeply, fingers curling into the fabric of their clothing as you savoured the fact that they were present, they were real, they were alive. Jake shifted back and hooked a finger beneath your chin, coaxing your face up. You smiled at him tremulously, blinking back tears as he leaned in to press his lips to yours firmly. Sighing deeply into the kiss, your fingers sought Bradley’s curls, sinking your fingers into his hair affectionately as he patiently waited his turn, his hands running along your sides, massaging your hip, your butt.

Gasping against Jake’s lips as Rooster’s hand gave a particularly greedy squeeze, you pulled back to press your lips to his, a shiver rolling through your entire body at the feel of his facial hair against your upper lip.

“You wore our favourite dress, pretty girl…” You heard Jake murmur against your shoulder, his fingers toying with the hem. “Mmmm we should get you inside before the neighbours get jealous.”

Reluctantly, you allowed them to pull back and gather their things from the truck, leading them inside.

“That coffee smells amazing…” Jake sighed, setting his bag down at the foot of the stairs.

“Let me grab you a cup.” You nodded and quickly moved into the kitchen, filling Jake’s mug and setting it down to reach for Bradley’s.

In your haste to be of service to them, you had misjudged the edge of the counter, the coffee cup wobbling precipitously before tumbling over to smash on the tile, splashing hot liquid and broken ceramic in all directions.

“Fuck!” The curse flew from your lips, and you quickly set the coffee pot back onto the element before bending down to pick up the sharp shards with your bare hands, thoroughly irritated with the mess you had made of the freshly cleaned floor. Not to mention the fact that you had just destroyed Jake’s favourite mug. “Shit, shit, shit…” You hissed, collecting pieces of crockery in your palm, sniffling in a stubborn attempt to hold back your tears.

A pair of arms wrapped around your waist and hauled you back against a strong, broad chest.

“Careful pretty girl, you’re going to hurt yourself…” Bradley’s gravelly voice filled your ears, and you opened your mouth to protest that you were just fine when an ugly sob tore from your throat.

You slapped your free hand over your mouth, mortified, biting down hard on the inside of your cheek in an attempt to stop any more of those from escaping. You felt Bradley tense behind you and saw one half of the look he shared with Jake reflected on the blonde’s face through the stubborn stream of tears in your eyes.

“Ok pretty girl, it’s ok, just a mug all right?” He drawled, carefully taking the broken shards from your hand and setting them on the counter.

“Why don’t you go upstairs with Jake while I take care of this, and we’ll have coffee in bed hmmm?” Rooster soothed and you managed a nod, not really meeting Jake’s eyes, but you could see the furrow of concern on his brow as he pulled you close, tucking you against his side. He led you up the stairs, hand on the small of your back, and into the ensuite bathroom.

“Let’s get you cleaned up hmmm?”

You sniffled and blinked at his words, glancing at the mirror and wincing at the state of your makeup. You grabbed your toiletries bag, opening it up to find your remover wipes, but before you had a chance to get started, he had set you on the counter between the double sinks, your back pressed against the mirror. One broad hand came to rest on your knee, his thumb rubbing warm, soothing circles on your skin as he pulled out the bottle of melatonin first. Then the painkillers. Followed by the eye drops to help with your dry eyes from the constant crying. These items he lined up on the counter one at a time, his face unreadable. And farther below Lake Ontario Takes in what Lake Erie can send her And the iron boats go as the mariners all know With the gales of November remembered

At last Jake produced the make-up removing wipes and turned to you with a gentle, patient expression as he carefully removed the layers of makeup you had become accustomed to painting on every morning to hide the ravages of the nighttime hours on your face. By the time he had cleaned it all off, your eyelids fluttered open to see Bradley leaning in the doorway quietly watching you.

You had spent more time unclothed with the pair of them than anyone in your life and yet you had never felt so naked in their presence before. You tried to avoid their eyes, to focus on your hands in your lap, but Jake caught your chin with his thumb and forefinger, raising your gaze once more to meet his. There was unconcealed concern there, now, and you watched his adam’s apple bob with a pronounced swallow.

“What’s going on, pretty girl…” He tacked your name onto the end of his question, adding a level of seriousness to the moment that had you squirming slightly and Bradley walking over to lean against the countertop beside you.

It was your turn to swallow painfully, groping for words to express just what the hell was going on, before you let out a huff.

“I’m ruining it…” You slumped back against the mirror in defeat, earning a raised eyebrow from each man. “You’re finally home for the first time in months and I’m ruining it…god I have no idea what I’m doing…” You scrubbed a hand down your tired face, dark circles beneath your eyes laid bare by Jake’s handiwork, and began to gnaw on your thumbnail thoughtfully.

There was another look shared between the pair of them, but this time you could see the concern shared in their gazes. There was an element of knowing something held in that look. Something they weren’t saying aloud. It irked you, made you even more annoyed with yourself for being so broken that you couldn’t even welcome them home properly.

“I’m supposed to be having amazing reunion sex with you both right now to make up for the fact that you’ve been gone, and I can’t stop crying…” you wiped at your face angrily before Jake caught your hand in his, lacing your fingers together and squeezing gently.

“You think we would ignore the fact that you’re not ok just because we want you, pretty girl?” He gently kissed away a fresh tear as it stole down your cheek.

Your eyes flitted over towards Bradley as he brushed away another tear on your opposite cheek with the backs of his fingers, treating you with more kindness than you had shown yourself in weeks.

“Please��what’s going on…” He rasped, voice roughened further by emotion, his brow furrowed.

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral The church bell chimed ‘til it rang twenty-nine times For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald

You glanced between the pair of them, filled with trepidation, but quite honestly holding back these words had not served you in the least, so perhaps releasing them might at the very least provide some relief.

“My dumb ass has gone and fallen in love with two men with one of the most dangerous jobs in the world and I have no idea what I’m doing…” You exhaled in surrender, eyeing their faces intently to see how they might react as a hurricane of butterflies erupted in your stomach.

There was silence for a moment, and your worried that you had been too cryptic or too forward, until a flicker of hope dawned as smiles began to tug at their lips. You gasped as they both leaned forward at the same time, aiming for the opposite corners of your lips. It was awkward and claustrophobic and yet it felt so incredibly right to share a kiss between the three of you simultaneously. Sliding your arms around their necks, you held them close as they clung to you so tightly you felt as though they might have a decent chance of fusing your broken pieces back together.

“I love you, too.” Bradley whispered against your cheek, making you shiver in delight as Jake murmured your name adoringly.

“Love you both.” He grinned, not to be outdone.

“I’m really…sorry that I’m such a mess, please don’t…blame yourselves I…”

Bradley shook his head firmly.

“But we are to blame. At the very least, partially. We left you alone for the first time by yourself with nothing…pretty girl, will you ever forgive us?”

“Of course I forgive you!” You said quickly, kissing him firmly and wiping at a few of his tears that had slipped from the corners of his eyes.

“You were far too convincing, I promise to be a lot more skeptical in the future.” Jake teased but shook his head, assuming a more serious expression. “You’re our partner and we’re going to do a much better job of this going forward, ok?”

You gave him a watery smile and hauled him in for a firm kiss of agreement. They ushered you into your pajamas and the three of you curled up in bed, Bradley and Jake enjoying their coffee and baked goods with you sandwiched tightly between them as they regaled you with stories of their travels. Warm, safe, and contented, you found your eyelids drooping heavily. Jake’s hand rubbing soothing circles on your back and Bradley’s fingers tracing the features of your face were not making it any easier to stay awake.

“Sleep…” One or both of them whispered, and you made a soft noise of protest but were otherwise helpless against the rising tide of exhaustion.

You awoke to a bedroom painted in the hues of sunset, snuggled tightly into Bradley’s chest, the scent of pizza filling the air.

“That smells good…” You sighed drowsily.

“You hungry, pretty girl?” Jake drawled, the bed dipping and jostling as he walked closer on his knees, carrying pizza boxes over as you slowly sat up, nodding as a jaw-cracking yawn took over your body. “Good, let’s get some meat back on your bones.” The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee Superior, they said, never gives up her dead When the gales of November come early

With The Three of Us Masterlist

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Just curious, what requests do you have in your queue/to do currently? If you're ok with saying it that is :]

Oh boy, that's a bigger question than last time someone asked! I have over 200 waiting requests at this point!! Because of that this got very very long, so I put the rest under the cut! Like last time, this is in order of how recently I received the request, and doesn't mean I'm too busy to take new requests!!

Ibara saegusa (enstars)

Monochrome oranges cats and angels

Gloomy bear

Another rockruff (maybe)

Cult of the lamb (specifically the lamb)

Llewellyn Watts (Murdoch Mysteries)

Jake (trailer park warlock)

Cult of the lamb (pet dreaming themed)

Bear therian

Selkie

Ice bear (we bare bears)

Tubbo (maybe)

Snow leopard

Pink

Australian shepherd (pupre)

Cassie (fnaf: ruin)

Draik (neopets)

The rainbow fish

Black kitten + space

Pumpkin head (maybe, needs more research)

Alice in wonderland

Sheep

Someone's OC Avery & siblings

Gothic

Star catcher (MLP)

Masc version of my druid board

Scrooge CG (2009 film)

Beetlejuice

Superstar daycare (fnaf)

1950s + ocean

Pandas + light purple and black

Dandelions

Willy wonka CG (recent movie)

Maki Harukawa (Danganronpa)

Kidcore Halloween + pumpkin puppy Webkinz

Fruit bat

Mermaid

Pastel purple + pandas

Robocar Poli

Brown, lime green and forest green puppy

Weird Barbie CG

Shiny Vaporeon

Where the wild things are

Squid

Dylan (the magic roundabout)

Conner CG (Detroit become human)

Mitsuri kanroji (demon slayer)

Minecraft mooshrooms

Sharks or wolves (haven't decided)

Hot Wheels

Miffy

Fox

Sharks

Zombies

Vincent (dead plate)

Vintage kitty dreaming

Deadpool

Shane CG (stardew valley)

Wolf pup

Celestia and Luna (MLP)

Soft blue and yellow

Pascal (animal crossing)

Pastel blue and pink

Batman CG

Ram

Osamu dazai (bungo stray dogs)

Dylan (the quarry)

Rain/nature + white rabbits

Ox

Penguin + dinosaur

Noah (total drama island)

Vision CG (marvel)

Light blue

Bumble bees + lavender

Yellow + ducks

Bearded vulture

Barn owl

Queen barb (trolls world tour)

Oliver (vocaloid)

Light green light brown and beige

Mind (Chonny Jash/CCCC)

Cinnamoroll + emu otori (project sekai)

Yellow+ chicks and puppy stuffies

Seam CG (deltarune)

Plants vs zombies

Viktor (arcane)

Queen of trash CG (Elmo goes to grouch land)

John Constantine (Justice League Dark)

Aziraphale (good omens)

Scenecore

Musa (winx club)

Leap frog

Hyper feminine puppy

Crow + black cat

Totodile + bodies of water

Bees

Sackboy (Little Big Planet) and or My Melody

Baby crocodile

Animal crossing

Pastel kitten

Doki doki literature club

Keralis (Hermitcraft, maybe)

90s grunge

Tula tones (novi stars)

Eevee + dragons

Kitten + stars

Ratchet (rescue bot academy)

Pastel shark

Mikan Tsumiki (Danganronpa)

Mushrooms

Grey + Ross federman youtooz

Sparkly dragon

Blue and purple + puppies

Ducks + alt/Gothic lean

Cinnamoroll

Shadow (sonic)

Jellyfish

Boyfriend.xml (Friday night funkin')

Puppet (fnaf)

Golden retriever + yellow and blue

Bernese mountain dog

Strawberries

Genshin impact

Len or Miku

Toothless (httyd)

Eddworld

Donnie (rise of the tmnt)

The princess and the grilled cheese sandwich

Pastel goth princess

SpongeBob

Karako Pierot (hiveswap)

Young Michael Afton

Soft fox

Great pyrenees + farm

Ike eveland

Invader Zim + neon green

Julius Caesar (Octavian, night at the museum, waiting until March for this one)

Scorpion

Vampire squid

Golden retriever (again, lol)

Cats + playing outside

Border Collie

Tiger

Argos CG (World of Mr. Plant) 

Pochacco

Mortal Kombat

marble cross fox/forest/fantasy (I'm figuring this one out still)

Puppy + SpongeBob

characters from Project Sekai, Hoshino Ichika, Mochizuki Honami, Akiyama Mizuki and Kusanagi Nene.

Baby vulture

Frog with more fem themes

Rain world/slugcat

Dark academia/cottagecore

Border Collie

Modded smash hit rooms

Crying child (fnaf)

Agent Smith CG (the matrix)

Katamari

Enjolras (les miserable)

Rolfe DeWolfe CG (Rockafire Explosion)

Bugbo

Slime rancher

Puppet (fnaf)

CosMc's

Parado (Kamen Rider)

Tally hall

Gordon (all engines go)

Spinel (Steven universe)

Cater diamond (twisted wonderland)

Rockabilly (probably)

Felix Lee

Jing yuan CG (Hsr)

Charles Xavier CG (X-Men)

Toki wartooth (metalocalypse)

Naoto Shirogane (persona 4)

Kitoto (I don't know what he's from)

17th century dutch

Sirena von boo (monster high)

Jake (miss peregrines home for peculiar children)

Minecraft

Sees behind trees

Allay (Minecraft, I think)

Spinosaurus screenshots or products

Tecchou (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Barbara (genshin impact)

Tasmanian devil

Spamton CG (deltarune)

Spinosaurus

Grunge + lop eared bunnies

Yume-Nikki

Daxter (jak and daxter)

Madness combat for puppies

James Sunderland (silent Hill)

Shirokuma (Danganronpa)

Leo (IDW comic)

[doctorbrown]

MCFLY JULY ‘24 ⸺ 「 10 / 31 * RITE OF PASSAGE 」

June 11, 1978

It just looks like a normal building.

A little more run-down than some of the newer buildings around it and it looks more like someone just dropped the old garage on the side of the street and said good enough without any care or thought to how well it fit with everything else around it, but on its face there was nothing wrong with it.

Mad scientists planning to destroy the world or exact revenge on their enemies typically lived in haunted old mansions with perpetual storms raging overhead and thunder and lightning tearing through the sky; not in garages right next to Burger King.

“Come on, McFly.” Needles leans over the handlebars of his shiny new black bike that admittedly makes Marty a little jealous. It was almost the same exact one he’d been begging his parents for for months—it was the one thing he wanted for his birthday so he could keep up with his friends around town and not feel like he was getting left behind just because their parents had the extra cash to throw around. If he got nothing else all year but got that bike as a birthday present tomorrow, everything would be perfect.

Needles grins and Marty can’t help but think of some cartoon villain, fully aware that even before he says anything else, whatever scheme he’s cooking up in his head is only going to spell trouble.

Considering that he, Jake, Scotty, and Needles are all hanging out across the street from Doctor Brown’s garage, lined up in some sloppy half-circle across the sidewalk, there’s only one thing he can imagine will come out of his mouth next and it’s not trying to ride their bikes through the drive-thru at Burger King.

“You ain’t even gotta go inside—all you need to do is sneak over there, touch the wall, and look in through the window. Reeeal easy. You might even see him working on one of his experiments in there!”

Marty scrunches up his face in obvious distaste, shifting his weight and Linda’s old hand-me-down bike with it to favour his left side. “Or we could just leave him alone. Don’t you think he put the fence up for a reason? I bet the guy just wants to be left alone to do—whatever he’s doing in there.”

Which, admittedly, he had been more than a little curious about ever since he first started hearing the stories of crazy old Doctor Brown and his dangerous experiments. Doctor Brown was an unknown—an outlier—an object of immense interest to his young mind that fascinated far more than terrified. More than once he fantasised about this exact moment—stealing into Doctor Brown’s so-called laboratory to sneak a peek at all the things he was inventing in there, being whisked away to a world that might have been infinitely more interesting than boring old Hill Valley.

Once, he almost stopped him on the road to dispel all the rumours and hearsay for good and finally learn the truth about the man.

“Didn’t you hear what Max Gordon said last week?” Jake asks incredulously, surprised by Marty’s blatant nonchalance. “He did it too! And he said—“

Marty groans. “You didn’t believe all that, did you? Max Gordon’s an idiot and if you believed that stuff he said, you’re just as stupid as he is. I bet he just got so scared he passed out and thought the stuff he was reading in his dad’s comics was real. He already thinks Doctor Brown is some kind of evil space alien come here to destroy the Earth.”

Scotty snorts, leaning to his left to thump Jake upside the head. “He definitely believed.” Jake rubs the abused spot with a pathetic look on his face. “Maybe we should send Jake instead.”

“No way—my birthday’s not even for another couple months. I’m not doing it.”

“Chicken,” Marty teases, grinning fondly at them. Jake huffs, content to spend the rest of his days as a live chicken over a dead—or worse—lab rat.

“So what’s the problem?” Needles cuts in, jabbing a finger at Marty’s chest. “If you’re not scared, then just go up there. Even you can climb that fence, McFly.”

Marty swats the offending hand away with a frown, clenching his fists against the obvious dig at his height. “Because, Needles, unlike you I’m not a jerk and I think we should just leave him alone. I’d rather take my chances with Hell Hill.”

[louielle]

𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒛𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

1980s Horror Film - Wallows

Alone in the Woods - Michal Novinski

Always Forever - Cults

Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex

Apparition on the Train - John Williams

As The World Falls Down - David Bowie

Aunt Marge's Waltz - John Williams

Autumn Town Leaves - Iron & Wine

Aventine - Agnes Obel

Ballad Of Mr Jones - Jake Bugg

Big Black Car - Gregory Alan Isakov

Black Dog - Led Zeppelin

The Boat of the Fragile Mind - Belle Mare

A Brief History of Time - Jóhann Jóhannsson

Buckbeak's Flight - John Williams

Captain Goddamn - Michal Novinski

Captain Goddamn's Story - Michal Novinski

Cemetry Gates - The Smiths

The Chain - Fleetwood Mac

Chord Left - Agnes Obel

The Curse - Agnes Obel

Cursed - Lord Huron

Damn Right - Mickey Driskill

Dance With The Fish - Bruni Coulais

Dandelion Wine - Gregory Alan Isakov

Dead Man's Hand - Lord Huron

Dirty Paws - Of Monsters and Men

Eleanor Rigby - Cody Fry

Endless Story About Sun and Moon - Kai Engel

Entering - Michal Novinski

Fallingforyou - The 1975

Fellowship - Thomas Newman

Finale - John Williams

Flaws - Bastille

Flood - Michal Novinski

Fortune Teller - Mickey Driskill

Forward to Time Past - John Williams

The French Library - Franz Gordon

Full Moon - The Kinks

Gold Dust Woman - Fleetwood Mac

Good Looking - Suki Waterhouse

Goo Goo Muck - The Cramps

Hagrid the Professor - John Williams

Harvest Moon - Lord Huron

Head Credits - Bruno Coulais

Holocene - Bon Iver

Home - Dotan

Hot Liquorice - Dick Walter

I'm a WolfWalker - Bruno Coulais

Infinite Love - Emile Mosseri

In The Woods Somewhere - Hozier

It Will Come Back - Hozier

I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys

journey in the rain to cry in peace - joiboi

K. - Cigarettes After Sex

The Key In The Sea - Bruno Coulais

Kids - OneRepublic

Kuky Phones Home - Michael Novinski

Kuky's Adventures - Michael Novinski

Landscape With a Fairy - aspidistrafly

Lanterns Lit - Son Lux

Le temps de l’amour - Françoise Hardy

Lily Of The Valley - Queen

Little Lion Man - Mumford & Sons

Living Room - Grouper

Lonesome Hunter - Timber Timbre

Love Like Ghosts - Lord Huron

Love Waltz - Marcuzio Pianist

Lumos! (Hedwig's Theme) - John Williams

Me And The Devil - Soap&Skin

The Meetings of the Waters - Fionn Regan

Meet Me In The City - Lord Huron

Meet Me in the Morning - Bob Dylan

Meet Me in the Woods - Lord Huron

Mélancolie - Patric Watson, Safia Nolin

Melody Noir - Patric Watson

Mischief Managaged! - John Williams

Moment's Silence - Hozier

Monster Books and Boggarts - John Williams

My Tunnels Are Long And Dark These Days - Asaf Avidan

Nevermore - Queen

Not Dead Yet - Lord Huron

Nothing's Here - Michael Novinski

Once Upon a Dream - Lana Del Rey

The Patronus Light - John Wiliams

Phantoms and Friends - Old Man Canyon

The Pink Room - Timber Timbre

Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want - The Dream Academy

Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want - The Smiths

Poison Tree - Grouper

Poppy Field - Michael Novinski

The Portrait Gallery - John Williams

Possibility - Lykke Li

Proof - Michael Novinski

Punisher - Phoebe Bridgers

Renegades - X Ambassadors

Rhiannon - Fleetwood Mac

Ribs - Lorde

Riding Into Town - Gun Thunder

rises the moon - Liana Flores

Rosyln - Bon Iver, St. Vincent

Run - Bruno Coulais

Run - Hozier

Run Cried the Crawling - Agnes Obel

Sadness - Bruno Coulais

Saving Buckbeak - John Williams

The Seals - Bruno Coulais

Secrets of the Castle - John Williams

Sedated - Hozier

September Song - Agnes Obel

Setting Sun - Lord Huron

Shortline - RY X

The Silence of the Moon - Frankie Lou

Sit Down Beside Me - Patric Watson

Something French - Devendra Banhart

Something Is Wrong - Bruno Coulais

Some Things Cosmic - Angel Olsen

Somewhere Tonight - Beach House

Squirrel Rescue - Mike Higham

The Storm - Bruno Coulais

Swinging Party - The Replacements

Tea for Two - Art Tatum

Team - Lorde

Thief - Imagine Dragons

Time Passing II - Mark Isham

Time's Blur - Lord Huron

To Be Alone - Hozier

Trees and Flowers - Strawberry Switchblade

The Trial - Michael Novinski

Under Giant Trees - Agnes Obel

Vois sur ton chemin - Bruno Coulais, Les Choristes

Wait - M83

Way Down We Go - KALEO

We Don't Talk About It - Michael Novinski

The Werewolf Scene - John Williams

West Coast - Imagine Dragons

When the Night is Over - Lord Huron

Whisper of a Thrill - The City of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra

White Teeth Teens - Lorde

Who Are You - Bruno Coulais

The Whomping Willow - John Williams

Who We Are - Imagine Dragons

Wicked Game - Chris Isaak

A Window to the Past - John Williams

Wiser - Old Man Canyon

Words Are Dead - Agnes Obel

A World Alone - Lorde

The World Ender - Lord Huron

The Yawning Grave - Lord Huron

you are welcome to let go - joiboi

[abovepaygradebelowwonder]

Welcome all! Stark here, and I'm looking for some discord partners. Generally, keep things ranging from 2-3 paragraphs. Sometimes, it's longer, rarely ever shorter. Replies range from daily to every few days. Between health and my job, I don't always have availability, but try to at least send messages outside of the rp.

Currently looking for partners to double. I typically write the male role but don't always wanna be stuck with it. Would love to write against some of my wanted characters.

Fandoms: Marvel (MCU, NMCU), DC (Gotham, comics, Smallville), Stranger Things, Pacific Rim, The Walking Dead, Supernatural, What We Do in the Shadows, Detroit: Become Human, Good Omens, Stargate Atlantis, Hellboy, Sons of Anarchy, Underworld, House, Resident Evil, Call of Duty, Top Gun, Ted Lasso

Pairings: MxF, primary canon x OC

Like to write against: (current wants)

Donal Logue characters (Quinn/Blade, Harvey Bullock/Gotham, Kevin Tidwell/Life, Hank Dolworth/Terriers, Alex Balder/Max Payne, Declan Murphy/Law& Order SVU)

David Harbour characters (Hellboy, Jim Hopper/Stranger Things, Alexei Shostakov/Marvel, Doug Dennison/Sleepless, Santa/Violent Night, Jack Salter/Grant Turismo, Frank Masters/The Equalizer)

Jon Bernthal characters (Frank Castle/Marvel, Sam Rossi/Sweet Virginia, Shane Walsh/The Walking Dead, BJ Rose/Grudge Match, Griff/Baby Driver, Ethan Sawyer/Those Who Wish Me Dead)

Rodney McKay (Stargate Atlantis), Coach Beard (Ted Lasso), Dewey Finn (School of Rock musical), Beetlejuice (Musical)

Like to write for: Peter Parker, Matt Murdock, Eddie Brock, Steve Rogers, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Jim Gordon, Jonathan Byers, Steve Harrington, Negan, Carl Grimes, Rick Grimes, Connor, Dean Winchester, Jax Teller, Chibs Telford, Chris Redfield, James Wilson, Jake Seresin, Bradley Bradshaw, Jamie Tartt, Jason Scott, Simon Riley

Ocs: Several on standby but am always willing to make one up with a wanted FC if you want to play one of my wanted characters.

[theowlhousefanboy]

That's not all. She also played:

a young Lois Lane in Superman: The Animated Series (from the Season 2 ep "Monkey Fun"); humorous, considering the Lois in My Adventures with Superman is a dead ringer for Amity's beloved Luz Noceda.

a few Barbara Gordon/Batgirl iterations, most especially the ones for Batman: The Brave and the Bold and the 2015 DC Super Hero Girls webseries by Shea Fontana

live action roles like Roxy Richter in Scott Pilgrim vs. the World (she reprised the role for its reboot sequel Takes Off) and the president's daughter Patricia Whitmore in Independence Day (she didn't reprise this role for the sequel, Resurgence; wise choice, personally speaking)

...yes, in a sense, her Avatar: The Last Airbender character Katara did end up with Zuko (voiced by Dante Basco) in the form of Rose and Jake Long respectively from American Dragon: Jake Long

Also, her mother, Pat Musick, is a noted voice actor, with roles like Janine Melnitz (Extreme Ghostbusters, replacing Laura Summer and Kath Soucie from The Real Ghostbusters), Miranda Wood (Full Throttle), and Tony Toponi (An American Tail.

Yuffie Kisaragi in Kingdom Hearts II & III + Dirge of Cerberus: Final Fantasy VII shares a voice actress with Amity Blight from The Owl House.

Voiced by Mae Whitman

[tears-of-boredom]

girlssss and mutuals also(those are the two genders i think?)

i have come to talk about The Perfect Game(2009). the baseball movie.

first of all to confirm what no one was wondering: no, i hadnt seen the movie before, so that means i didn't regocnise Jake T. Austin from it.

second. the movie made me so happy the fuck? like very obviously the movie called The Perfect Game, is gonna have someone play a perfect game, but I was still so nervous about it!! in a good way! it was so fun to root for the team honestly, the boys were so kind and just,, they were good kids. it made me so happy honestly. and the real photographs of the team in the credits were so nice, they breathed life into me i think. seeing people come together to celebrate makes me so happy. and also the workers unionizing was great.

but yeah.

also Clifton Collins Jr. looks a lot like Joseph Gordon-Levitt. the facial expressions and also kinda his voice remind me of G-L so much.

but also I just had the horrible realisation that he looks a lot more like another actor. and that is Matthew Morrison, also known as Will Schuester. i apologise to Morrison but that face is just so punchable oh my god. and its purely because of how shitty Mr. Schuester is. i wish i could trap Schuester into a dark alley in the dead of night, and no one would hear his screams as i hold him up by his hair and put all my pent up rage and anger into my punches.

and i didnt realise this until i looked up the cast but one of the kids was Tony Revolori, as in spider-man's Flash Thompson?? and also I feel kinda stupid for not recognising him at all when i watched The Grand Budapest Hotel.

oh and coach Cesar was really hot before the haircut + before the church trip. why'd he cut his hair and shave, he looks so naked without the fluff!!

yeah that was it.

[cmurphyslaw]

SUPERNATURAL SPOILERS !!!!

okay quick debriefing of the plot in the first 3 seasons besides the last 2 I’m watching those later

sam and deans dad goes missing on a roadtrip, turns out he’s just really into hide and seek cuz he’s not dead he’s just being a runner up for worse father of the year award (like he wasn’t already)

so there they go, two brothers on a road trip!! hunting evil spirits and monsters while trying to find their dad!! what could go wrong?? :3

yellow eyes 😨😨 then dean DIES by getting hit by a TRUCK??? 😭

dean comes back because his dad sacrificed himself by making a deal with a demon

they’re sad 😔

they meet jo and ellen and bobby who are better family than john could EVER BE

sam has super cool and not freaky at all visions thru out this cuz yellow eyes gave him powers and apparently expects him to lead his army of demons or smth??? idk but gordon walker wants him dead for it, viewing him as the anti-christ and sam’s super scared that his fate is to become evil

bunch of kids marked by yellow eyes have to fight battle royale style in a ghost town to find the strongest, at first it was this jake dude because sam was STABBED IN THE BACK LITERALLY so dean was like “well shit his life is worth more than mine so I’ll bring him back by making a deal with the crossroads demon” so he did, sam finds out and he’s like omfg. so now they’re trying to figure that out, except ruby (the nice demon?? I guess??) told them that they can’t break the deal so deans like FUCK and that’s where I’m at also the episode with ed and harry that was an acid trip also chirstmas ep!! also gabriel is here and kind of a little shit and I really love him also they lost the colt also bela talbolt is the best side character besides andy gallagher argue w the wall

[xindistinctive-purgatoryx]

June 2023 Contributors

June is close, and so is the next release of Quiet Writers! We've got 13 contributions to this edition, and more info to come, but for now, it seemed like time to introduce you to our June contributors!

Holly Gordon Clark Holly’s contributions to this edition of Quiet Writers are four poems: - All the time I hear the night rustling in mine ears - Paper cannot talk - Seals and Waves I Write of - There’s a dead man sitting on my roof You can find Holly on Twitter as Holly35092102 and keep up to date with her work and future projects.

Jake Graham Jake’s contributions to this edition include two poems and a short story - Hope is a Lost Cause - My Hope is Crafted From Butterflies - Project Milton These poems have not been published prior to this collection, but are expected to be included in his third poetry book. Project Milton was posted on Patreon in March, and will be included in a short story collection (expected 2024). Jake is most active on Twitter, Instagram, and TikTok as jakegreyxx and can be found rambling about books on Substack.

Kavai Masei Kavai Masei’s contribution to this edition of Quiet Writers is a poem, “May I Rest In Blue Compost”. Kavai is an aspiring author and accidental poet. They are currently working on a science fiction novel about the effect technology has on art, and a fantasy novel about circus performers turned pirates. Kavai lives in Australia with a cat and an extensive collection of prog rock albums (which may or may not be inspirations for their writing). You can find them on Twitter as KavaiMWrites, where they will be announcing a blog and other social media soon.

Cavyn Mitchell Cavyn’s contribution to this edition of Quiet Writers is a poem titled “Implosion”. Cavyn is transgender and disabled. Ze are an activist, and doctoral researcher based in London. Their research focuses on the intersections of lived experiences of trans and disabled people. A lot of Cavyn’s writing uses autoethnography to add an extra layer of depth. This is writing that uses the lived experience of the author, analysing and interpreting it to add insight and self-identity to the work. Ze are a firm believer in the ‘nothing about us without us’ principle.

Sebastian Restivo Sebastian’s contributions to this edition of Quiet Writers are four poems: - frequency - other half of a broken heart - to the grave - unending question. Sebastian Restivo is a 22-year-old trans man who resides in Columbus, Ohio. He gathers inspiration from his love life and thinks his feelings should make him some money so he submitted his love poems. You can follow him on Instagram or Twitter as goddexis

Remember you can find us on Twitter and Facebook as well!

[evehc]

Songs About Ghostly Spirits

Deep in the misty moors and haunted hills, there are melodies that echo through the night, tales that sing of spirits and songs about ghosts that chill the soul. From the mournful wail of a phantom choir to the haunting whisper of a ghostly lullaby, these spectral tunes beckon to those who dare to listen.

Songs about ghosts and spirits have a certain allure, a pull that draws us in like moths to a flame. They speak of the unknown, the unseen, the unexplainable, stirring something primal within us. Each haunting note, each eerie harmony, carries with it the weight of the unknown, the mysteries of the afterlife, and the whispers of those who have passed beyond the veil.

In the quiet of the night, when the moon is full and the shadows are long, these songs about ghosts and spirits can be heard on the wind. They tell of spectral apparitions, of restless souls seeking redemption, and of the eternal struggle between light and darkness. They remind us of the fragility of life, and the inevitability of death.

The melodies are haunting, the lyrics steeped in mystery, and the voices of the singers seem to echo from beyond the grave. The music takes on a life of its own, each note a fleeting reminder of what once was, and what may yet be. And in the end, we are left with a sense of wonder, of awe, and of the unknown, forever searching for the answers to the mysteries that lie beyond.

So let us listen, dear friends, to the songs about ghosts and spirits that fill the air. Let us embrace the unknown, the unexplainable, and the supernatural. For in these spectral melodies, we may find a glimpse of the eternal, a hint of the divine, and the promise of a world beyond our own.

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[lavender-annd-lilac]

Bc I can’t get these imgs to stay in their proper place w/o all the formatting going to heck, these are the Roly Poly chairs I mention later on

No, he’s not.  Charles hops onto the counter behind you, and kicks at Jake’s arm

Lmao the kid probably like:

“Like just now, you were looking at something else.  Is it this house?

Me talking to my friend’s dogs that are just staring at the corner for no reason 😬

Sure, sure.  Bring up the fact that you have a beating heart.

LOOOOL 😭 I mean I feel like Jake wasn’t even trying to low key insult him, but Charles is so sensitive and irritable haha

Person: Omg there were two houses on my street that gave out FULL SIZE chocolate bars this year!!🎃

Charles: sure, bring up the fact that u can eat chocolate even tho u KNOW I am lactose intolerant 😒 u might as well eat them in front of me u monster 😤😤

“And,” his voice gets louder, and your body flinches at the volume change, “This house is creepy and…”

Dude could never handle being Joan of Arc. I feel like she isn’t appreciated enough for her multitasking of listening to her thoughts, god’s thoughts, and everyone else talking around her

Jake lifts his leg behind him, starting to swing it through Charles’ specter and the ghost rolls his eyes,

Charles when Jake tries to kick him: I can’t feel that you nitwit.

Also Charles: hops onto the counter behind you, and kicks at Jake’s arm

(Or wait, can Charles physically interact w/ Jake even if he’s not possessing him?)

“Should have guessed.  Girls are ladies, and they don’t like showing themselves off.  It’s okay, dad, you can always try again for a boy.”

Omg this doctor is Dr. Leo Spaceman from 30 rock

“Just make her what she wants, and put a strawberry on the side.  Don’t make her more miserable.”

If this was top chef he would get points for including an edible garnish 👨‍🍳

He mixes the syrup in the milk,

Lol pushover. Charles didn’t even have to get all Gordon Ramsay on his ass to get him to follow instructions haha 😂

“You’re too sweet.  It’s disgusting.

Just like that strawberry milk tbh.

 “You, you came into me.”

“Please, don’t say it like that.”

These 2 need a sitcom tho for real

“Oh god, let’s act so righteous,” Charles rolls his eyes,

I mean he’s got a bit of a point lol. Wasn’t Jake the one who was like ok let’s do an experiment where u possess me and then we all go outside to the car and have sex!!!

Miss Rosewyn Penelope

Not me reading “Rosewyn” and “Rosewell” and still being like, yeah, that’s a hella rad name 👽

“She’s gonna have fun when it comes time to spell her name,”

Really?? Wait is it pronounced:

ROWS-WIN? (lol “rows” being my phonetic spelling of “rose”😹)

ROZ-UH-WIN? (Rhymes with Roselyn)

ROWS-EWAN? (Ewan like the Star Wars actor)

RO-SAY-WIN? (So rose is like rosé?)

Well it’s not Shioban or Saoirse at least 😅

“Jake, I love you, but that’s stupid.  Charles is dead.  He died young, and ghosts aren’t real,”

Lol if ghosts aren’t real does it matter what age he died at tho 🤔

“He was murdered.”

“Jake, stop.”

“We saw it in the library.  He was murdered.  He died shortly after that portrait.  Why couldn’t he be real?”

Ok wow this is literally like the exact convo I have with my family when I forget I’m not supposed to talk about true crime irl

“Why…why would you think that?”

Hahah my parents would be like, “do not engage. I repeat, DO NOT ENGAGE. ⚠️You are encouraging them! Just sit there and drink your artificial corn syrup beverage and do not continue the conversation!!”

your ass in the air, and face on the bed, and your body was moving

I feel like I’ve heard this lyric in at least like 3 different rap songs

You could feel his thrusts.  And…I saw it, too,

Jake:

“He fucked you, too?” You start laughing, because what else were you supposed to do? This was beyond insane.

🤔 maybe I’m I just too far into the deep end of paranormal stuff, but like, I feel there are lot of things that are more insane than ghosts being real

Arkansas and Kansas being pronounced differently

Voluntary manslaughter has a max sentence of 15 years, while a successful murder for hire is automatically life in prison or the death penalty (for the person that paid for the hit, not the hitman) in the US

There are 4 grams of sugar in a single tablespoon of ketchup (a regular size Mars Bar has 20 grams of sugar)

The fact that the whole ENRON fiasco was a real thing and not a satire written by an extremely cynical economist

Kinder surprise eggs being banned in the States

Scientology

“No.  He didn’t fuck me.  I felt him come into me,”

Charles in the background like: “I told u not to say it like that 😤😤😤” lol

“No, like, he went into my body

Charles: that’s not any better 😩

 That’s why I didn’t like him.  It was too personal with that picture there.  It’s like he was watching our every move.

Also Jake: describes how he watched reader get railed by Charles even tho he knew he shouldn’t have 😂😂😂

“Become friends with a sex crazed ghost?”

Bold of u to assume they would become friends tbh. I mean, dude got murdered for a reason. (Lol jk, not victim blaming him or implying that he got murdered bc he was a mean person with no friends 😟)

in my dreams he was saying something about…ew, no.   Ghosts can’t have babies.

Again, soooo many more “ew” things out there than ghost babies. In fact, I would say that ghosts and their spawn aren’t ew at all bc to me, “ew” is this visceral, physical revulsion. I’m not going to “ew” at something like that. And also, something can be “scary” without being “ew”

Scary (if u are a wimp 🙄 lol jk) but NOT ew:

Ghosts

Animated skeletons with completely dry bones (we’re talking zero moisture, cracker dry, not a breeding ground for bacteria dry)

Astral projections

NOT scary but ew:

Paper/coin currency that has been in circulation for over 20 years

Raw sewage

Pineapple on pizza

Scary AND ew:

Spiders

Animated skeletons that recently stepped out of the human meat part

Zombies

Neither scary NOR ew:

Fresh towels

Lysol

Hit 1960’s song “Monster Mash”

So unless you plan on pretending this ghost Charles is a figment of your imagination, or you're going to find his bones to burn or call the Winchesters, I don’t want to hear another word about this.”

This is UNFAIR. She gets to pretend the Winchesters are real but he can’t believe in ghosts???

Charles stands off the bed, and starts to head back to his chair.  His home.  Where he felt the most comfortable.

Man, this is depressing af 😓 Isn’t it just like some rickety wooden chair? Like, if this was one of those $8k Restoration Hardware cloud sofas, or even one of those whimsical, minimalist Roly Poly chairs, I might understand.

I’ll never be like you, stopping in the doorway, he turns and stares at Jake who gives him a sinister grin.  I’m learning, too.  You won’t hurt my family.  You better change your attitude.  

Alexa, play

(Look at these lyrics and tell me this wouldn’t be the perfect outro music if this was a TV episode)

Also, now that reader is already pregnant, why doesn’t Charles decide to make himself visible to her? Or is it because he wants to secure a male heir first or some shit like that 🙄

Misguided Ghosts, Part 6

Summary:  Jakey is the sweetest

Pairings:  Jake Jensen X Reader, Jake Jensen X Charles Blackwood

Rating:  mature

Warnings:  language, implied sex, implied non con/dub con, implied ghost sex, mentions of voyeurism, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  2.2K

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2020′s Top Ships

Basically, there is only one OTP, and it's whoever you like together best. 

Reylo +6 Rey & Kylo Ren, the Star Wars universe

Catradora +10 Catra & Adora, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Reddie +1 Richie Tozier & Eddie Kaspbrak, It

Geraskier Geralt of Rivia & Jaskier, The Witcher

Ineffable Husbands -4 Aziraphale & Crowley, Good Omens

Zukka Zuko & Sokka, Avatar: The Last Airbender

Lumity Luz Noceda & Amity Blight, The Owl House

Supercorp +5 Kara Danvers & Lena Luthor, Supergirl

Jikook -4 Park Jimin & Jeon Jungkook, BTS

Destiel +10 Dean Winchester & Castiel, Supernatural

Kiribaku +3 Kirishima Eijirou & Bakugou Katsuki, Boku No Hero Academia

Bumbleby +3 Yang Xiao Long & Blake Belladonna, RWBY

Wangxian +61 Lan Wangji & Wei Wuxian, Mo Dao Zu Shi

Jonmartin Jonathan Sims & Martin Blackwood, The Magnus Archives

Bakudeku +3 Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Boku No Hero Academia

Drarry +6 Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter, the Harry Potter universe

Gallavich Ian Gallagher & Mickey Milkovich, Shameless

Stucky -2 Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes, the Marvel universe

Zutara Zuko & Katara, Avatar: The Last Airbender

Klance -18 Keith & Lance, Voltron: Legendary Defender

Preath +6 Christen Press & Tobin Heath, Athletes

Korrasami +38 Korra & Asami Sato, The Legend of Korra

Bellarke -14 Bellamy Blake & Clarke Griffin, The 100

ZaDr +23 Zim & Dib, Invader Zim

FinnPoe Finn & Poe Dameron, the Star Wars universe

Buddie Evan Buckley & Edmundo Diaz, 9-1-1

Tododeku -6 Todoroki Shouto & Midoriya Izuku, Boku No Hero Academia

Entrapdak +60 Entrapta & Hordak, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Sasusaku -1 Uchiha Sasuke & Haruno Sakura, Naruto

Wayhaught +21 Waverly Earp & Nicole Haught, Wynonna Earp

Ballum +50 Ben Mitchell & Callum Highway, EastEnders

Harringrove -1 Steve Harrington & Billy Hargrove, Stranger Things

Kagehina Kageyama Tobio & Hinata Shouyou, Haikyuu!!

Joe x Nicky Joe (Yusuf Al-Kaysani) & Nicky (Niccolò di Genova), The Old Guard

Erasermic +4 Aizawa Shouta & Yamada Hizashi, Boku no Hero Academia

Maribat Marinette Dupain-Cheng & Damian Wayne, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir x The DC Universe

Hannigram +31 Hannibal Lecter & Will Graham, Hannibal

Shirbert Anne Shirley & Gilbert Blythe, Anne with an E

Wolfstar +6 Remus Lupin & Sirius Black, the Harry Potter universe

Harlivy  Harley Quinn & Poison Ivy, the DC Universe

Phan -35 Daniel Howell & Phil Lester, YouTubers

Merthur +17 Merlin & Arthur Pendragon, Merlin

Larry Stylinson +30 Harry Styles & Louis Tomlinson, One Direction

Rayllum +42 Callum & Rayla, The Dragon Prince

Malex -1 Michael Guerin & Alex Manes, Roswell, New Mexico

Adrienette -13 Adrien Agreste & Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Ladynoir -7 Ladybug & Chat Noir, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Connverse Connie Maheswaran & Steven Universe, Steven Universe

Sterek -3 Stiles Stilinski & Derek Hale, Teen Wolf

Marichat -14 Marinette Dupain-Cheng & Chat Noir, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Stony -32 Steve Rogers & Tony Stark, the Marvel universe

Dabihawks Dabi & Hawks, Boku no Hero Academia

Villaneve Villanelle & Eve Polastri, Killing Eve

Prinxiety +30 Princey & Anxiety, Thomas Sanders

IronStrange -30 Tony Stark & Dr. Steven Strange, the Marvel universe

Robbe x Sander Robbe Ijzermans & Sander Driesen, WTFock

Percabeth Percy Jackson & Annabeth Chase, Percy Jackson & the Olympians

Taekook -23 Kim Taehyung & Jeon Jungkook, BTS

Kataang Katara & Aang, Avatar: The Last Airbender

Bughead -19 Betty Cooper & Jughead Jones, Riverdale

Kaylor -23 Karlie Kloss & Taylor Swift, celebrities

Sprousehart -32 Cole Sprouse & Lili Reinhart, Actors

Narumitsu Phoenix Wright & Miles Edgeworth, Ace Attorney

Fair Game Clover Ebi & Qrow Branwen, RWBY

NaLu -12 Natsu Dragneel & Lucy Heartfilia, Fairy Tail

Caryl Carol Peletier & Daryl Dixon, The Walking Dead

Beaujester Beauregard & Jester Lavorre, Critical Role

Dramione Draco Malfoy & Hermione Granger, the Harry Potter universe

Radiodust Alastor & Angel Dust, Hazbin Hotel

Deckerstar Chloe Decker & Lucifer Morningstar, Lucifer

Bokuaka Bokuto Kotarou & Akaashi Keiji, Haikyuu!!

Malec -64 Magnus Bane & Alec Lightwood, Shadowhunters

Spirk +18 Spock & James Kirk, Star Trek

Davekat +24 Dave Strider & Karkat Vantas, Homestuck

Charlastor Charlie Magne & Hazbin Alastor, Hazbin Hotel

Elsamaren Elsa & Honeymaren, Frozen II

Clexa -1 Clarke Griffin & Commander Lexa, The 100

Cloti Cloud Strife & Tifa Lockhart, the Final Fantasy franchise

Kylux Kylo Ren & General Hux, the Star Wars universe

Glimbow Glimmer & Bow, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

WhiteRose Weiss Schnee & Ruby Rose, RWBY

Juliantina -79 Juliana Valdés & Valentina Carvajal, Amar a muerte

Snowbaz -13 Simon Snow & Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch, Carry On

Vmin -19 Kim Taehyung & Park Jimin, BTS

Zelink +12 Zelda & Link, The Legend of Zelda

Elu -60 Eliott Demaury & Lucas Lallemant, SKAM France

Lukanette -32 Luka Couffaine & Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Tarlos TK Strand & Carlos Reyes, 9-1-1: Lone Star

Peraltiago -4 Jake Peralta & Amy Santiago, Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Widojest Caleb Widogast & Jester Lavorre, Critical Role

Dimileth +9 Dimitri & Byleth, Fire Emblem

Solangelo Will Solace & Nico di Angelo, Percy Jackson

Iwaoi Iwaizumi Hajime & Oikawa Tooru, Haikyuu!!

Johnlock -27 John Watson & Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock

Pynch Adam Parrish & Ronan Lynch, The Raven Cycle

Reed900 Gavin Reed & RK900, Detroit: Become Human

Cazzie Casey Gardner & Izzie, Atypical

Frenrey Gordon Freeman & Benrey, Half-Life VR but the AI is Self-Aware

Todobaku Todoroki Shouto & Bakugou Katsuki, Boku no Hero Academia

Kristanna Kristoff Bjorgman & Anna, Frozen

The number in italics indicates how many spots a ship moved up or down from the previous year. The ones in bold weren’t on the list last year.

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a writing blog by noire 🖤 guidelines + characters i write for under the cut.

any pronouns + 18 + matchups & requests open.

🦷 HORROR CHARACTERS ー

i'm just getting into the horror scene, so this list will be added to the more i watch and play.

MOVIES & TV

kurt kunkle (spree)

amanda young (saw)

lawrence gordon (saw)

adam faulkner-stanheight (saw)

patrick bateman (american psycho)

billy loomis (scream)

stu macher (scream)

pennywise (IT movies)

losers club members grown up (IT movies)

steve harrington (stranger things)

eddie munson (stranger things)

jonathan byers (stranger things)

robin buckley (stranger things)

jim hopper (stranger things)

joyce byers (stranger things)

001 (stranger things)

ellen ripley (alien)

VIDEO GAMES

ethan winters (resident evil)

leon kennedy (resident evil)

claire redfield (resident evil)

any of the dimitrescus (resident evil)

karl heisenberg (resident evil)

harry mason (silent hill)

james sunderland (silent hill)

lisa garland (silent hill)

pyramid head (silent hill)

ji-woon hak (dead by daylight)

jake park (dead by daylight)

danny johnson (dead by daylight)

🦷 NOT HORROR BUT I STILL WRITE FOR THEM ー

anakin skywalker (star wars)

the riddler (batman 2022)

bruce wayne (batman 2022)

arthur fleck (joker 2019)

peter parker (the amazing spider-man)

harry osborn (the amazing spider-man)

sephiroth (final fantasy 7)

cloud strife (final fantasy 7)

tifa lockhart (final fantasy 7)

zack fair (final fantasy 7)

aerith gainsborough (final fantasy 7)

arthur morgan (red dead redemption 2)

kieran duffy (red dead redemption 2)

sadie adler (red dead redemption 2)

707 (mystic messenger)

🦷 REQUESTS ー

⚰️ please don't request more than 5 characters in one ask.

⚰️ when requesting multiple characters they can be from different medias, like resident evil mixed with stranger things.

⚰️ try to keep it the same theme, so like cuddling with x and y. not cuddling with x and dates with y.

🦷 MATCHUPS ー

⚰️ for those who don't know, a matchup is sending an ask with some info about yourself and i'll match you with a character who i think you're compatible with. anyone can send one!

⚰️ include your sexuality and fandoms you want so i know which characters to match you with! an age is appreciated too, so minors and adults can be matched with characters their age. i match with characters outside of my writing list too.

⚰️ you can put your hobbies, personality traits, and characters you DON'T want so i don't accidentally put you with someone you hate. don't put your crush though - i wanna give you an unbiased match.

🦷 WHAT I'LL WRITE ー

⚰️ character x reader fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, smut

⚰️ aus, can be soulmate aus or fix its or whatever

⚰️ lgbt content (though i'm not limited to just lgbt stuff to be crystal clear)

⚰️ poly relationships

⚰️ for kinks i'm open to almost anything as long as it's not in the don'ts section.

🦷 WHAT I WON'T WRITE ー

⚰️ nonconsensual smut, unsanitary smut (like pee kinks), ddlg, ageplay, raceplay

⚰️ characterxcharacter (unless, for example, it's something like steddie x reader)

⚰️ romance between family members or kids and adults, or a teacher with a student

⚰️ abuse/cheating portrayed positively (i can absolutely write recovering from a relationship like that). i likely won't write about a reader who harms themselves at all

happy requesting!

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Magnum PI 4.18 - Shallow Grave, Deep Water review

My goodness this was good! Like I don’t even know where to begin with it, good.

Part of me didn’t even want to write this review, I just sort of wanted to sit with this episode and soak it in. But after some thinking I did realize I had stuff to say.

I’m just going to list things that stuck with me, from the top of my head  in no particular order. 

Getting a reason for Magnum being a bit stuck and not really changing as a character. Love that. HIm having it be it survivor guilt about Nuzo... it makes me... well not happy, but it makes me have feelings that are not-bad because they would explain a lot. Yeah. I like the idea of giving him some angst that is not just subtext and in this episode sort of having him deal with it.

So yeah, end was beautiful and I was legit all tearing up and stuff, feeling all the feels. 

Gordon and Magnum going at it. That was “nice”, I like conflict between people who are friends. It’s dynamic and interesting when we can see and understand where both of them are coming from.

Juliet be looking smoking in the dress walking away from the funeral. Magnum not so shabby either in his uniform!

Nuzo’s ghost/Magnum’s subconscious being very pro Miggy and totally being like “you got a perfectly good flesh and blood person to talk to and yet...” and just all around pointing out he was being a wacky for not taking Higgy up on talking.

Magnum going “And I’m still here, alone.” That was as heartbreaking as the ending for me somehow.

#sadboi

Higgy seeing the dead people in the shipping container. Also the contrast of her being almost a little excited as she helped Magnum to maybe find a treasure (and answers for Thomas...and getting to very hands-on help him get dive-ready) to reaction she’s having to the container. IDK, even though Gordon and Magnum look very troubled and upset, I thought Perdie nailed the murderous, sad and upset, horrified vibe.

Speaking of the case... horrible. The teddy bear in the shipping container was heartbreaking, like how depressing and and unfair our world is (but sort of made for a beautiful tie in with the whole “life is unfair, death is unfair” at the end which... is there anything truer?) 

Our dynamic duo kicking ass at the end was brilliant though. That was a really cool and fast phased action sequence. 

Higgy being really in-tune with Magnum, realizing he knew about the guy and lied to Gordie, going after to check on him and then later offering to be there to talk. She’s really, as Nuzo and Magnum points out too, come a long way from the Ice Princess of the pilot.

Speaking of the pilot - the mirroring of the funeral with Nuzo’s funeral - that’s some good stuff.

Laura getting to make a come back. I like it, but I also didn't. Because where has she and Jake been for the past four years? They have not been in one scene and suddenly she’s there? If she’d  for example moved to the mainland that would have made more sense. But I kind of liked how they explained her distance away with “it hurt when I saw you but it’s better now?” too. So little torn, but it’s always nice to see old characters come back so I say it’s a win despite the whole 4+ years later...

We got to see TR Bell again (the boat not the woman). Boats and Miggy always make me a little extra excited these days. Higgy being a very hands-on helper is also...nice.

And of course, the last few moments where we get the words from the promo (and they are actually about Juliet and Magnum rather than a fake-out) and he looks over at her and we end with his little sort of relieved smile; maybe he really can let go of the past and be happy. Only problem is now we have to wait 3 weeks to get the next episode!

Anyways, those were some of my favorite bits just at the top of my head.

This was an episode with a lot of emotions for sure, and I liked that they had conflict on a lot of levels. Gordon and Magnum about him lying and pursuing the case differently, Magnum and Juliet about her wanting to be there for him and him holding back which really tied more in with the internal conflict of Magnum being a tiny bit worried Nuzo had done it. Which really was a big thing.

I almost would have liked to have Magnum find evidence that Nuzo did killed the guy (on his own) and having to struggle with his own feelings, who Nuzo was. Maybe even if he would compromise his own moral code by covering for Nuzo if he was a killer. It would have been a very different episode (and show even) if they had done that, and I’m glad they didn’t but it would have been interesting.

The flashback and Nuzo stabbing a guy and that being part of why Thomas was having some doubts... that was maybe the one scene I wasn’t too in love with. Because I feel like maybe during war this would be pretty standard? Or maybe that’s just because I’ve watched to much super brutal stuff lately so this barely registers as even a bit shocking?

Magnum dealing with being lonely and separate despite being with the Ohana, which is sort of hinted at through out the show, (for some reason the cross-over episode when TC asks Juliet to dance and he watches them comes to mind), was shown and explored here more. Both with Nuzo in the car but also with the empty bar for their last talk. Him also going “I’m fine” to Higgy which has been what he always says when he’s not.

I do hope we get some follow up on this, him letting go of his guilt with Nuzo, talking to the guys about it and not just on his sort of revelation that he wants to peruse something with Juliet. I mean, my Miggy loving self of course wants all the Miggy fluff but some Magnum character development + bonding is always welcome.

Besides I feel like they have to plan to address the Miggy feels the last two episodes. Just a tiny bit. Why else have that last scene end like that? So I’m feeling real good about things to come.

Side note: Is it just me or do both Jay and Perdie look thinner and a bit tired as of late? As the mains (and Jay had Covid around this time right?) I guess they work some pretty grueling hours? I’m glad they get a break now for some RxR until next season.

Other fun things:

Gordy owning a motorcycle and showing up at a crime scene with it!

Kumu being awesome and just downing her drink.

Rick and TC struggling at the gym was nice comic relief, especially as they came to complain about it to Higgy (who could probably do five hours at the gym without dying). 

Higgy looking fine with the bold lip look there at the end...

I guess I’m either just in the best mood or this was just one of the absolute best episodes of the entire series. Go Jay! Go the writing and production team and just everyone. I’m so excited for the two last episodes of the season and I can’t wait for sneak peeks and the promo for 4.19!

[heatcaged]

this is just off the top of my head but jake talley (obvious…villainized for not having the same prior knowledge of Everything having to do with yed and protecting his family) missouri mosely (brought back 12 years later just to be killed off) rufus turner (killed off to further bobby’s emotional plotline) the familiar (black woman being a DOG?) billie the reaper and as death (villainized for basic shit like wanting dead people to stay dead) victor henrickson (killed off as soon as there was potential for a redemption moment) GORDON (easily the most insane act of antiblackness this shows ever done) isaac and tamara (in one episode in which isaac died a brutal death and its never brought up again) and not even to bring up raphael and uriel i just feel like it speaks for itself

what black person in spn has actually had a decent fate like in the entirety of the 15 season run. i cant even think of ONE

[avatar-state-kate]

I have finished season 2 of my rewatch which means it’s time for a season review before I carry on to season 3 (my beloved)

My notes on the production are pretty much the same as they are for my season one wrap up (you can read it here), with the added note that the tv grade cgi is delightfully charming (the explosion in Hunted is so bad but I love it)

The representation of black characters this season, on the surface, would appear to be better- we get two reoccurring black characters with Gordon returning from season 1, and agent Henrickson making multiple appearances. However these characters- with Jake in the two part finale- fall into this trend of “good” characters that are bad- like Gordon was introduced as a hunter so he’s a good guy, but actually he wants to kill Sam and killed his own sister so he’s really a foil for Dean (an evil dean even). Henrickson is an FBI agent who is going after someone we know to be innocent, Dean, so like his “honorable” (I mean he’s law enforcement so we know all that baggage) pursuit is actually evil because he’s preventing the boys from protecting innocent people. And then Jake is an innocent victim of the yellow eyes demon but also he accepts his demon powers and kills Eve and Sam. And while these feel like characters that are maybe supposed to be complex they really aren’t, as much of their “complexity” comes down to how they inform the characterization of Sam and Dean; which for tv that’s normal for minimal characters to do, that’s not the issue the problem is that it means that really these are just characters that appear good but are revealed to be violent at their core which is ….not good. It feels like they added that extra step at the beginning to try and side step the angry black man stereo type but just jumped right into it anyway.

In my last review I discussed how the show is structured around Sam as the protagonist and Dean as the character the story is about, and this season this structure continues as the arcs set up in the first season are resolved. While the primary question establishes in the pilot was where is John, Sam’s plot was why the yellow eyes demon attacked Jessica- why it came to his nursery, what does he share in common with the other psychics. Season 2 gives us the answers to these questions, we learn the source of Sam’s psychic abilities and their purpose- to open the gates of hell. With this being resolved, the problem sam brings into the next season is how will they deal with the consequences of the gate having been opened.

For Dean, season 1 was about establishing his psychological profile- he has a guilt/sacrificial complex, he was parentified as a child and taking care of Sam is his responsibility-these things are John’s fault and at least partially motivated by Deans need to make his father proud/life up to John’s expectations. Season 2 is about testing the limits of these internal motivations, as his need to obey John is at direct odds with his need to protect Sam - John’s dying order is that if Sam goes dark side Dean must kill him. (Guilt/sacrifice complex directly feeds into this as the guilt over being the cause of his fathers death would motivate dean to head his dying wish, however survivors guilt says he should be dead and his sacrificial nature means he’ll gladly die in Sam’s place) The resolution to this conflict is that Dean chooses his need to protect Sam over his need to please John. Entering the next season the fallout of Deans decision gives us season 3’s emotional core- how does dean’s demon deal effect the brothers relationship.

Finally my continued John Winchester content warning. John’s demon deal in 201 and Dean’s demon deal in 222 bookend the season and are meant to parallel each other- establishing John and Dean as foils. (Which the son who tries to emulate you being your foil!)

John makes his deal methodically; he coolly and calmly walks into the meeting, he has terms already planned out and negotiated - he leaves Dean with his final orders and has no reason to believe they won’t be carried out (whether because he think Dean can save Sam or because he’s confident that if he can’t he can force his feelings down long enough to pull the trigger who knows). Dean makes his demon deal in rashly, the scene is shot completely differently with Dean driving like a maniac to the nearest crossroads; it’s an emotional act not a logically planned course of action on a long con revenge plot. He gives ground throughout the deal- where John was ready to walk if not given the right terms (and ensured he had the leverage with the colt) there isn’t anything Dean wouldn’t have given. And where John used his sacrifice against Dean (no he didn’t tell him he sold his soul but he didn’t do anything to hide it either) by giving him a final task Dean literally asks nothing of Sam. He even intends to hide the deal from Sam.

The action for both is the same, a father sacrificing his life for his sons, and yet everything about these two sequences is completely different.

John defenders get a lot of ammo from this season, as John’s demon deal is still a big sacrifice, forfeiting his own life for Dean’s, and in 222 his spirit having escaped does aid his sons. However I don’t think the argument of being a bad dad and whether he loves his sons are the same one, plenty of bad dads love their kids. That John clearly cares is what fuels so much of the emotional conflict, as Sam as the child who defended himself against his fathers ego and unfair expectations is left to wonder if he was too harsh on him- if maybe he was the one who got in the way of them having a chance to get along. And for Dean who did everything he asked- is still doing everything- and now that his dad is out of time realizing that nothing was ever going to be enough and is left only with anger at everything of himself he’d given up in this useless pursuit…… yeah John Winchester whatever his intentions fucked up his kids