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Hex bags. Â Â Â New body. Â Â Â Â Â So, what, are you some kind of WITCH now?
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I was tagged by @slytherkins rules: tag nine people you want to get to know better/catch up with, then answer these Qâs
three ships: Destiel, Malec, Saileen (and Frary and CaptainSwan and Sterek and Sabriel and Samwena and the Golden SamWitch and Lanaeve and Siuaraine and Amos/violence and Drummer's polycule getting everything they ever wanted. Also Cockles, but not in a serious way, more of an "I enjoy seeing them being idiots together" way.)
last song: Better if You Don't by CHVRCHES
last movie: Uh. No idea. Haven't watched a movie in a long time, I don't have the time / attention span lately.
currently craving: Something real to do with my life. Physical, loving touch. LSD and the three days alone that I need to take it. Cigarettes, very strongly, but that is so not a habit I need to start again.
currently reading:
Symbolic Politics or Rational Choice? Testing Extreme Ethnic Violence. It's an article by Stuart J Kaufman about what factors have to exist in order for an ethno-religious conflict to escalate to violence. Also reading Why Don't Women Rule the World by Strachen et al which is a wonderful catalyst for being absolutely pissed about sexism, and The Protestant Ethic and the Capitalist Spirit by Max Weber which is an excellent catalyst for being absolutely pissed about religion and the rise of capitalism.
For fun, I just reread Psalm 40:2 by unicornpoe and Adventures in Love and Grieving by @followyourenergy . Both are 10/10 reads; I highly recommend both if you haven't read either or both.
Tagging:
@atransboywithfeelings @itztigress3 @pleasetakethis @unleashthemish @raeofsoleil @idaaeri @one-more-offbeat-anthem @justa-crayon @northofantastic
("Why was I tagged?" you may ask. The answer: you're either in my notes a lot or you're a mutual/on PB and also in my notes, and I'd genuinely like to know more about you. <3 That includes you, energy ^_^)
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Samhain
Christmas Tea (3000 words) NYE Bubbly (1500 words) Valentineâs Day Chocolate (2100 words) Happy Birthday Sam (2000 words)Â Samhain (3600 words)Â
Sam X Rowena A/N: did anyone ask for 3600 words of Samwitch Witch!Sam? No? Well, I still wrote it. Also managed to delete the first posting, so trying again.Â
Tags: sex, so much consensual sex, oral sex, finger banging, discussion of edging, some language, mild dirty talk, fisting, magic sex and/or sex pollen, alcohol, Rowena being irresistible, size kink, hand kinkÂ
It had been almost a year since the first time that an invitation to Rowenaâs apartment turned into a sizzling night of sex for her and Sam. Since then, they had celebrated several holidays and spent many more visits just enjoying one another.Â
While their relationship grew, Samâs understanding and practice of magic had grown, too. Before, he had assisted Rowena with a few spells when needed, but had never studied spellwork for any purpose other than undoing the results. Now, he was gradually learning the rhythms of magic, the phases of the moon, and the cycle of a witchâs calendar.Â
He might light an occasional candle, or burn some herbs - really, nothing he hadnât been doing as a hunter for years. Although Dean teased him about being Rowenaâs protege, he certainly wouldnât consider himself a witch.Â
He did notice, from time to time, that he felt increasingly aware of Rowenaâs power. At first, he brushed it off as just the intense physical attraction between them, or his interested attention to her every word and move. But there were moments, he could swear, where he actually saw her manipulate the forces of magic, like light around her body.Â
He understood more than ever how important Samhain was to Rowena. He knew that it was the most powerful Sabbat for a witch, the starting point for the Wheel of the Year. Still he was surprised when she told him she wanted - no, needed - to join her that night. He couldnât imagine what she had in mind. But she had called, so he went to her.Â
He didnât know what she was planning, but he also didnât want to come unprepared. He found a bottle of wine called Witchesâ Brew, so he bought it. Rowena had very specific tastes, so she might hate it, but at least he wouldnât arrive empty handed.Â
On October 31, Sam knocked at Rowenaâs door. She greeted him wearing black from head to toe, sheer black, some kind of shimmery thin robe that clung to her curves and swirled around her every motion.  Â
She took the wine and led him to the kitchen. He watched her hips sway as she walked, taking in the fact that her underwear was little more than bits of lace and lacing across the cleft of her ass. The room was aglow with banks of white candles casting a warm light over everything.Â
She uncorked the bottle and then turned to face him. âThis wine is better heated.â He watched as swirls of light coiled upwards from her hand around the bottle, and was not surprised when the glass she poured him was hot. He took a sip. It reminded him of her kisses, that spicy sweetness that he could never get enough of.
She seemed to know it, too, as she met his gaze with a smirk. She raised her glass and he followed suit. For a long moment, the two of them sat and sipped in comfortable silence. Finally, she spoke again.
âThere is a spell a witch can only perform when she has another witch for a lover, one who is true of heart and same of soul.âÂ
She reached for a wide shallow bowl at the other end of the table, one Sam had not noticed before.Â
âWhat-â She silenced him with the press of her fingers on his lips. Without thinking, he kissed them. She smiled to herself and dipped those fingertips into the water that filled the bowl.Â
âLook,â she commanded.Â
He watched as the water rippled and clouded, and then faded into a scene of the woods. Between the trees he could just barely make out - Rowena, walking on and on. At first it was almost too dark to see, but the moon rose, growing and grew full and heavy as she continued her journey onward.
The moon in the scrying bowl was pearly bright when the image of Rowena reached a broad slab of stone, an altar, he supposed. She was not alone, there was a taller figure there, and as he peered more closely, he saw that it was him. He watched in the water as they joined hands before it rippled again, a glow covering the water, and the scene disappeared.
âI need you, Samuel. For days now, since the new moon, I have been - denying myself the pleasure of sexual release. Saving, so to speak, for tonight, for you. âMy power will increase immeasurably if you will complete this cycle with me.â
âSo you want me to -?â
âPerform this spell with me. Pleasure me, satisfy me, make love to me all night long.âÂ
Her green eyes were wide and bright, the words spilling like stars from her glossy lips.Â
He didnât have to think twice before nodding. âFor you, yes, whatever you ask.âÂ
The smile that crossed her face was smug, as if she had no doubt that he would agree. She stood and gathered a few things before taking a seat again. Â
âOh, and one more thing. Once the spell is cast, it must be satisfied. I am trusting you with this.âÂ
He nodded again, unsure how to answer.Â
Rowena sprinkled herbs over the surface of the water before reaching out. Sam took her hand in his and allowed her to weave a broad ribbon between their joined fingers and then around their wrists. He helped her tie it in a knot, binding his intention with hers. She murmured words in a voice too low for him to hear and the ribbon dissolved into a ring of light, tiny sparks sizzling downward.
She stood up, and he stood with her. Their lips met as she sank into his arms with a sigh, and he savored the flavor of dark wine and spices in her mouth. More than ever, her kisses felt magical, lips pressing, sucking, tasting, exploring, all hot and slippery and close.
Sam was so lost in her, in the warmth of her body in his hands, that it took him a little while to realize that she was whimpering, grinding against him shamelessly like a cat in heat. She was always open with her desire, but this was something new.Â
âWhat do you want?â he murmured as his lips pressed down the column of her neck. âTell me, my queen, tell me exactly what you want.â
âTake me to bed, my love.â she begged.Â
He raised one eyebrow and looked around. The couch, the table - plenty of times in the past, they hadnât made it to the bedroom.Â
She followed his gaze and shook her head, her eyes wide and imploring, âBed, now.â As if to make her point, she pulled away, tugging on his hand, nearly dragging him down the hall.Â
The bedroom, like the kitchen, was arrayed with candles on every side. Sam drew in a deep breath of the air, heavy with incense. In the flickering flames, he saw goddesses, crystals, and cards, the shadowy light making everything seem more arcane and fantastic.Â
Rowena lay back against the bank of pillows on the bed, her hair like coiled vines against the silky dark sheets. She reached for him, hands curling with need. He stripped off his clothes before kneeling on the bed at her feet.Â
Instead of leaning into her grasp, he sat back, sliding his hands along her pale legs, pushing the sheer cloth of her gown up in voluminous folds. His hands settled around her waist, thumbs stroking the dip of her hip bones. He pulled down, fingers spreading to cup the swell of her ass as he slipped off the bits of lace and ribbon that made up her panties.
She was bare before him but still he took his time, pressing kisses to her creamy thighs as she whimpered and sighed.Â
âDonât tease,â she murmured.
There was nothing he loved more than to tease her, to hear her beg. But he had promised to do whatever she asked. He lowered his face into the copper curls over her sex. The taste of her was better than the best wine, warm and wet.Â
He had barely begun with his lips and tongue before she bucked up against his face, the softest sighs falling from her lip as her legs shook around him. He paused, took a breath, and then pressed in again. He slipped one finger, then another into her. Her entire body drew up, quaking under his attention, before she let go with a cry.Â
âSamuel,â she panted. âIâve waited long enough. I need you, inside me, now.âÂ
It was the easiest command he had ever obeyed. He slid up, over her, meeting her mouth with the taste of her still on his lips. She was whimpering again, begging, her hips rising up to grind against him.Â
He looked at her and saw her eyes were glazed with desire. âAre you sure-?âÂ
âPlease,â she cried, her fingers scrambling for purchase on his shoulders.Â
Sliding into her was like coming home, the tight wet heat of her so close and perfect. Sam heard himself moaning, unexpected and needy.
âYes,â Rowena panted. âPlease, I need you to, goddess, fuck, Sam, I- you-âÂ
It was nonsense, the broken curses falling from her lips, but watching her mouth was enough, the contrast between her beauty and the profanities. Sam trailed his lips and tongue down around her breasts as she tilted her head back, gasping and panting.Â
He felt her clench around him and he groaned her name. For one long moment, he was lost- in the woods, under the light of the moon - and then he slammed back into his body. He came hot and helpless inside of Rowena as she cried and tightened and let loose underneath him.Â
For one long breathless moment they clung to one another, sweaty and shattered. Sam could just see stray sparks of magic trailing off Rowenaâs skin, into the dim light around them. Finally he rolled onto his side. Rowena made a soft sound of loss before he turned her into his embrace. He trailed his fingers softly over her hair, feeling her racing heart next to his. Finally her breath slowed and settled.Â
âShower?â Sam asked gently. She nodded in response. Sam stood up and held out both hands, pulling her to her feet. He helped her out of her gown and guided her to the bathroom, where he turned on the water steaming hot, the way he knew she liked it, as she twisted up her hair. They stepped into the shower together, bodies pressed together, slippery wet in the close space.Â
Sam took Rowenaâs body wash and lathered it over her shoulders, caressing her skin with open palms. He rubbed her back in broad circles before she spun to face him. He took his time, fingers following the trail of the water over her body, across her collarbones and down her ribs before he pressed up, farther, cupping her small high breasts in both hands. He circled her nipples, watching them rise and harden under the creamy bubbles of body wash.Â
Her mouth dropped open, lips curving as her hands groped for his waist, tugging him against her. She shifted, pressing her thighs together. âYou canât just- I need- more, please.â
âOk, hang on.â He murmured, âLet me, weâve gotta take care of the soap.â He spun until she was under the shower, spray bouncing off her shoulders as the water sluiced down her skin. Once the last bubble swirled down the drain, he turned again so her back was pressed against the end of the shower.Â
He knelt in front of her and looked up to meet her gaze. Her face was expectant, her chest rising and falling with quick breaths. He lifted one of her legs, hooking her knee over his shoulder. He steadied her with his hands around her waist as he dipped between her thighs. Her soft whines and panting moans echoed off the walls of the shower as he pleasured her until she came again, going limp in his grasp, trusting his grip to hold her up and not let her fall.Â
Once she could stand on her own two feet again, Sam turned off the water. He grabbed one of the luxurious fluffy towels and patted her dry from head to toe. Her pale skin was already pink from water and pleasure. The shower had washed off her makeup, leaving her face bare. She looked younger like this, softer. He covered the freckles on her cheeks with whisper-light kisses, and her eyes widened, pools of green framed by her wet red lashes.Â
âCome back to bed with me,â she murmured, holding out one hand. He reached for her, let her lead him, following her every wish. Back in the bedroom, in the wash of candlelight, her skin seemed luminous, lit with a glow from within.
They lay on the bed together, facing one another, lips meeting and parting and meeting again. Samâs hands roamed her bare body, over every curve and angle. He knew her, this was familiar, but he never tired of touching her, holding her. As his hand strayed lower, pressing into the dip of her hips, she whimpered.Â
Her fingers closed around his, drawing his hand up to cup her face, nuzzling her cheek into his palm.
âYour hands, goddess,â she murmured. âI think about them all the time, think about all the things you can do. I want you so much, want your hand inside me.â
âI know you love my fingers, love how you come on them for me,â he whispered with a kiss.Â
âNo.â She pulled back and looked at him, green eyes wide and hot with lust. âYour hand, your whole hand.â
He sat up, running one hand through his tangled chestnut hair. She followed his movement with a glance, unable to stop the whimper that fell from her lips, watching the way his fingers slipped through the silky strands.Â
âAre you sure?â His brow furrowed with doubt.Â
âHave I ever lied to you or been anything other than completely honest with my desires?â Her voice was low, breathy and utterly convincing.Â
She was, as always, right. He slicked his hand with lube before slipping two fingers into her, working her over with his thumb as he pumped his fingers in and out. This was familiar for them, from their very first time.Â
âMore,â she gasped, and he obeyed, adding a third finger, curling up against her as she clenched down around him. He kept up his pace, whispering endearments and encouragement until she came with a high whine.Â
âYou still want this?â he stopped to check. âI donât want to hurt you.â
âYou wonât, I know you wonât. Please, do as I ask.âÂ
He nodded and tucked his thumb against his palm, pressing into her slow and steady, giving her time to stretch around him. When his knuckles slipped into her, she hissed sharply. He paused, waiting, until she drew a deep breath and nodded.Â
He rocked his hand, taking his cues from her increasingly frantic groans of pleasure. Her head tipped back, slim fingers fisting handfuls of the sheets.Â
When he heard her first low curse, he knew she was close to letting go. He smiled as he lowered his mouth to her, lips ghosting over her clit with the lightest of kisses as he turned his knuckles again inside her.Â
Her back bowed up, arching off the bed, hips tipping toward him, her entire body taut and quivering. Her breath tore into ragged moans and her thighs shook around his ears. This time he was waiting, watching, and saw light envelop her entire body in a wash of iridescent color. She cried his name in ecstasy as she came.Â
He eased his hand out slowly, stroking her through the aftershocks that left her trembling and flushed, little bursts of magic still sparkling off her skin. When her body was fully relaxed, he stretched out next to her and pressed his lips to hers. Her cheeks were blushed pink, little curls sticking damply to her temples.Â
The sheer amount of pleasure they had enjoyed together was incredible, to say nothing of the magical power she had revealed. He couldâve kept going, was aroused and wanted so much more. But he could see that, for now, she was done. He would wait.Â
He went to the bathroom to wash up and returned with a damp cloth and a towel. Her eyes were closed, heavy lashes fluttering open under his touch. She watched lazily as he wiped her skin with strong sure strokes.Â
Then he slid into bed behind her, pulling the covers up over her and tugging her back against his chest. She nuzzled against him, her movements slow and sated. He slipped one arm around her, holding her, keeping her close. He didnât quite catch her words as she drifted off to sleep, but it sounded like she called him, â...my witch, Sam.âÂ
The full moon shined through the bedroom window, casting a pale beam over Rowenaâs alabaster skin. He watched her for a long moment, wondering not for the first time at her reckless vulnerable beauty.Â
He didnât feel worthy of being her lover, much less her partner in magic. He didnât deserve to work a spell with her, not even one as wonderful as this one. But she had chosen him. And with that thought in his mind, he fell asleep too.Â
That night, Sam dreamed of the scene Rowena had shown him in the scrying bowl, picking up where the vision had left off. He saw himself with her on the broad stone altar, naked in the glow of the moon. He caught glimpses of some of the things they had done together. As the moon grew low just before dawn, Rowena lay back in his arms. Her magic was visible in bands of light circling her body, weaving between them, sigils sparking off into the trees.Â
âSamuel,â he heard her whisper his name softly, and his eyes slowly opened. He saw Rowena in his arms, just as he had dreamed, but without the forest or the magic. Just holding her, loving her, was magic enough for him. As their lips met, he let his hands slowly roam her body, her beautiful generous body that had given him so much pleasure.Â
He could tell the spell had been satisfied by her response, by the way she hummed lazily, without the desperate desire that had driven their sex the night before. Still he had to ask-
âDid it work? Are you so much more powerful now?â
She threw back her head and laughed, full throated and free, before fixing him with an intense stare. âYou saw it, didnât you, in your dreams?âÂ
He knew better than to ask how she had seen it too, and instead just nodded.Â
âYou did so well, took such good care of me.â Her hand cupped his face, thumb easing across his bottom lip. âThank you, my love.â
âNot like it was difficult, not with you.â Their lips met again and again, slow and seeking and deep. Rowena pressed closer to him, movements languid, pulling his body towards hers. He followed her lead, caressing her with strong sure hands, even as the touch of her fingertips left shivers on his skin.Â
She pushed his shoulder back, not that she could move him, but showing him wordlessly what she wanted. He rolled back, tugging her with him. She sat up, shaking her hair back from her face as she straddled him. She planted both hands on his chest and ground down, drawing a sigh from his lips.Â
His hands circled her waist as she took him in one hand and guided him into her. He saw her bite her lip as she sank down around him slowly. He let her set the pace, content to watch the way she moved, her endless sensual grace.Â
Finally he tugged her shoulders down, so she lay atop him. One of his arms slipped around her back, embracing her, while the other settled over the small of her back, fingers splaying over the curve of her ass. She moved in a slow sinuous wave, rolling against him until a groan punched from his lips.Â
âCome for me, one more time.â His voice was low and ragged, his hands sliding down over her thighs to pull her knees up around his waist. She rocked from side to side as he went deeper, hitting that perfect spot inside of her.Â
Her mouth dropped open in a long moan, her hands curling into fists against his chest, and he felt her clamp tight around him. He gripped her waist, swiveling her down, grinding their bodies together as he thrust up over and over until finally she cried out, high and breathless. Only then did he let himself go, too. His vision went dark as his release hit him, and he glimpsed stars out of the corners of his eyes.Â
For a long moment the two of them just lay like that, as close as two people could get to becoming one. The moment stretched, curved around them, the only sound the beating of their hearts.Â
Sam didnât want to break the silence, but when he glanced down, Rowena was looking up at him, her gaze bright and hopeful.Â
âIâll always do whatever you ask,â he promised softly. She nodded just once before their lips met again, sealing his words with a kiss.Â
Thanks to @mskathywriteswordsâ for the preread. @songofthecagedmooseâ made the graphic of Rowena in the sheer gown.Â
SPN First Last and Always: @boondoctorwhoâ @dawnie1988â @deanwanddamonsâ @defenderrosetylerâ @divadinagâ @emoryhemsworthâ @fookinghelljensensthighsâ @idreamofplaidâ @kalesrebellionâ @kickingitwithkirkâ @maddiepantsâ @magssteenkampâ @onethirstyunicornâ Â @there-must-be-a-lockâ @tloveswritingâ
Sam Girl For Life: @awesomesusiebstuffâ @lilsylviaâ @winchesterxfamilybusinessâ
Rowena My Queen: @delightfullykrispypeachâ @lilsylviaâ @marril96â @pansexualdarling @songofthecagedmooseâ
Dean Curious:@adoptdontshoppetsâ @awesomesusiebstuffâ @deangirl7695â @deans-baby-mommaâ Â @mrsjenniferwinchesterâ @stoneyggirlâ @wayward-gypsyâ @winchesterxfamilybusinessâ
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January Angel Fish Awards
Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.
The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE IN THE POND CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBERâS FIC. While the Pond was founded to support the Guppies, everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that by opening this up as a Pond wide system, weâll be able to share the love as far as it can go.
NOTE: WEâVE BEEN HAVING OCCASIONAL PROBLEMS WITH ASKS GOING MISSING. Please use the Submit button when submitting your nominations and make sure youâre signed into Tumblr or your URL wonât show. (If the form asks for your name and email address, then youâre not signed in.) If you like, you can also send a message to Michelle or Mana to check and make sure we got your submission.
WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE THE FIRST ANGEL FISH AWARDS OF 2020!
Cabin Fever (a long oneshot) by @slytherkinsâ was nominated three times!
I said all of this in my reblog, but this is FUCKING GOLD. It depicts life with chronic pain so beautifully, I read most of this with my heart in my throat. Have tissues, heed the warnings, but definitely read this! - @mrswhozeewhatsisââ
Tara is the Queen of Angst. She never fails to break my heart but this fic was something else entirely. I always feel like her stories could be canon and this is no exception!! Dean was exactly how I imagine he would be, Sam too. Without giving any spoilers: the scene setting - I was there, I could see them preparing dinner, sat around the table eating, I felt the coldness of the snow.
The raw emotions were sublime, I cried with Dean. I felt I could feel his pain, I was with him every step of the way, I felt his desperation. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. - @princessmisery666ââ
O. M. G. I donât expect anything less than incredible when I read Taraâs stuff, but this is on another level. The angst is painful (literally, sometimes), the detail is exquisite. She put heart and soul into this, and it shows. And as always, her Dean is spot-tf-on. Taraâs a brilliant writer, and this fic is amazing. â¤â¤â¤ - @risingphoenix761ââÂ
Nominated by @manawhaatâ
Satin (oneshot) by @wingedcatninjaâ
This fic has some out of the box, vulnerable, sexy, surprising Dean feels! I went into it expecting one thing and what I got was so different from what I could have imagined, but it was so wonderful and refreshing to read!Â
Next Year (series) by @wingedcatninjaâ
Holy crap, the intensity and control in this fic is astounding. Itâs so palpable from start to end and this is only the first fucking part. Seriously stellar and surprisingly reverential.Â
Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsisâ
For Better or Worst (ongoing series) by @stunudoââÂ
Thereâs so much mystery and intrigue in this series and I just canât stop wondering how itâs all going to work out! Sam made some kind of deal to save the world and the deal involved marrying this woman and getting out of hunting. But what was the deal, exactly? And whereâs Dean? And who is this woman? What about Cas and Jack? Iâm so freaking hooked and I canât wait to find out!!
Nominated by @princessmisery666â
Love You To Death (series) by @negans-lucille-tblrâ
Iâll be the first to admit Iâm not into AUâs but this had me hooked from the beginning. I hate Y/N, I hope she gets whats coming to her, but I also so desperately want to be her, which is a testament to the wonderful writing of both Lisa and Bee. I canât wait to see how this one unfolds.
These two together are a force to be reckoned with.
Nominated by @deanwinchesterswitchâ
One And One Make Three (series) by @supernatural-jacklesâÂ
 This series was absolutely stunning, beautifully written, and an amazing rollercoaster of emotion. Jen handled some very sensitive subject matters with grace and wit. It has ALL the feels; I cried, laughed, and loved right along with the characters.
Nominated by @flamencodivaÂ
Skeptics and True Believers (series) by @d-s-winchesterâÂ
I love this story! It had me on the edge of my seat when I read through the master list. the way she wove the story together made me happy for the ending to the story!
Good Things (series) by @crashdevlinââ
This is Part one to four parts of writing GOLD! Cassie knows how to completely put you in the story and envision what is happening.Â
How Do You Spell Forever? (series) by @kittenofdoomageââÂ
This is part one of a four parter and OMG! Can I say that this is sweet and cute and full of A/B/O goodness? because this is! and it should be read and shared!
Nominated by @girl-with-a-fandom-fettishâ
Heathens (series) by @pink1031âÂ
Why: I have been 1000000% hooked on this story since the first chapter was published. Itâs a little bit twisted, a little bit wrong, a whole lot dirty, and a whole lot of amazing writing! At the time of this submission, the last chapter is in progress (donât get me started on the fact that itâs ending D:). It is without a doubt, one of the few stories I stop what I am doing (life permitting) and read the new chapter when I get notified. READ THE WARNINGS CAREFULLY THOUGH, this is not a story for the faint of heart or those that get squicked out (is that even a term?). But if you like dark and dirty, this fic will absolutely be your jam.
Nominated by @risingphoenix761â
My Home (oneshot) by @kittenofdoomageâ
Short and sweet, but it got me all choked up. To repeat what I said in tags, bless this fic and the hands that typed it.
Feels Like The First Time (oneshot) by @stusbunkerâÂ
This gets better every time I reread it. Sweet and sexy and kinda touching. Any time I need a Samwitch fix, I come back to this one. â¤
Nominated by @lovetuskâ ( @fictionalabyssââ )
Turning Into Butter (oneshot) by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing
Lets be honest with this one, shall we? Weâd ALL get that distracted by a half naked Dean.Â
Please Donât Go (oneshot) by @sorenmarie87â
Dawn tested out her Angsting abilities in this Adam x Reader fic, and Iâm hoping we get to see more of it. Like why is Dean so angry? I NEED TO KNOW!
Someone You Loved (oneshot) by @ne-gansâ
So glad ne-gans is now part of the pond because now I can nominate this beautiful thing that made me cry.Â
Nominated by @impala-dreamer
Stupor (oneshot) by @dontshootmespenceâ
The hottest hot to ever hot in the hottest way possible - SOULLESS!DOM!SAM!! I ded. Very hot. Much smut. Very good.
Hurt So Good (oneshot) by @alleiradayneâ
This was tasty. Pun intended. I have such a biting thing and Sam would be so amazing. Yes. Devour me, Winchester!! Loved it.
Nominated by @thegirlwhorunswithwinchestersâ
Isnât That My Line (oneshot) by @princessmisery666â
I went into this one intrigued by the concept and I got even more than I was hoping for. A little twist I didnât expect here, a perfect ending there. Amazing.
Control And Release (series) by @thecleverdameâ
I just needed to bring this one back. Started rereading the entire series and itâs still as amazing as the first time I read this masterpiece.
Photographs and Gasoline (oneshot) by @ne-gansâ
Always gotta check the new pond member list when Iâm making my rounds. Found this fic and fell in love. Itâs absolutely heartbreaking but I loved every second of it. Guess if I have to torture myself, I prefer to do it with beautiful writing like this.Â
Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefieldâââ
Smokes and Sex Toys (oneshot) by @wayward-and-wornâÂ
This is delightfully fucking filthy. But thatâs not all; Deanâs characterization is SO DEAN - flirty yet straightforward - it reminded me of the scene with the bartender in Defending Your Life, I love the simple yet creative premise, and I adore that itâs left open-ended.Â
Sick Day - @fangirlxwritesx67ââÂ
Viv wrote this for me - itâs true - but that isnât the reason Iâm nominating this; itâs because this is so warm and comfortable and just feels like Dean. Like I actually felt like I was in his lap while I feel asleep reading this. (Also, check out my girlâs other works. Sheâs fairly new but balls to the wall and bursting with ideas and words for just about anyone.)Â
Nominated by @slytherkinsâ
Isnât That My Line (oneshot) by @princessmisery666â
Short. Sinful. Sexy. Itâs like a smutty snack that hits the spot. (And so does Dean.)Â
Nominated by @kittenofdoomageââ
What Goes Bump In The Night (series) by @saxxxologyââ
A phenomenal series, historic and dark, with all the fantastic detail youâd expect from Saxxy and more! Please heed the warnings though!
The World Doesnât Know (oneshot) by @negans-lucille-tblrââ
A wonderful little smutty J2 fic, for those who enjoy that fantasy.
Marked (series) by @there-must-be-a-lockâ
Iâve only read the first chapter so far, but hot damn! This is a spectacular start to a promisingly dark series. AND The Right Spot - a smutty smutty follow up to another oneshot that literally made me sweat.
Just Like A Pill by @princessmisery666ââ
The angsty sequel to In Spite Of What My Heart Says and you should totally read both parts, just keep tissues by you in case of heartbreak!
Nominated by @focusonspnââ
House Of The Rising Sun (series) by @kittenofdoomageââ
Iâve never liked BDSM themes too much but, OH MY GOOD!! This series is AMAZING!! It even has a sequel: The Ones You Love. Go and read it, you wonât regret it.
Yes, Sir (series) by @evansrogerskittenââ
Ash must be tired of me praising this fic but I canât help myself, itâs one of my favorite series ever and deserves this recognition. This is a series that every John girl out there should be reading RIGHT NOW. It has everything! Smut, fluff and a tiny bit of angst and drama.
Good Vibrations (series) by @impala-dreamerââ
At first I wasnât sure if I should bring this fic here because all the drama I heard it existed about it but, then I thought it twice, and I came to the conclusion that this fic definitely deserve to be part of these awards. This piece of writing was the first (after Dear John, I have to admit) that actually made me cry. Itâs dark, itâs sad as fuck, itâs damn well written, and makes you easily get inside the characters and feel what theyâre feeling. That being said, if youâre thinking of reading it, please HEED THE WARNINGS.
Take a Drunk Girl Home (oneshot) by @amanda-teachesââ
This fic is so beautiful and so well written that I promise you even can end up tearing up a little, but itâs so worth it that you wonât care a bit.
Nominated by @emilyshurleyââ
His Property (series) by @negans-lucille-tblrââ
I freaking love this series to the point that i binged the series (and itâs sequel, Yours) in a single day. Â
Just Me & My Baby (oneshot) by @deanwinchesterswitchââ
Canât get over how adorable it is.
Guns and Ribbons (series) by @myinconnelly1ââ
What can I say Dean Winchester deserves all the love in this world and so does this series.
I Can See Clearly Now (oneshot) by @katehuntingtonââ
I canât. I donât have words. This is perfection.
In the Heat of the Night (series) by @evansrogerskittenââ
Nominated by @impalaimaginingââ
Goals (oneshot) by @atc74ââ
Okay. It's been a long time since I've found Sam smut that really gets me into it. This though - it's a whole different level of wonderful. I love the way it explores a woman finding and embracing her own sexuality, and the frustration that can come along with it. It's obvious how much effort and research and actual planning went into this. My favorite kinds of fics are those that draw from real life experiences, which I think it what makes this one so special. And the end? Yes please!
Nominated by @fangirlxwritesx67ââÂ
Everything (series) by @there-must-be-a-lockâÂ
I canât even talk about how great this J2 x reader series is without incoherent fangirl flailing. Itâs wildly creative, sharply well written, and absolutely panty-melting filthy! And then just when youâre so hot and bothered that you canât see straight, *boom*, itâs sweet and intimate and loving. I donât think thereâs a series out there Iâve read this many times!
Hark and Hush by @thoughtslikeaminefieldââ
This is a luscious, dark and twisted fairy tale about Dean and the spirit of the Big Bad Wolf. Itâs written so vividly that you can see and smell and taste the whole story. Sexy af, of course, and so intense- take the warnings seriously!
The Kind of Girl You Like (series) by @thoughtslikeaminefieldââÂ
To me, MJ will always be the Queen of the Winchester threesome and this series shows exactly why. Smoking hot story about the brothers sharing a sub that quickly unfolds into something complex and beautiful. The last chapter especially is written with so much emotional depth- the first time I read it, I was swearing and crying and smiling all at once because it was so well done! Just the best!
Nominated by @supersassyprobablysadââÂ
How You & I Will Be (series) by @katehuntingtonââÂ
Hey so I wanted to do an angel fish award nom for Kate for her How You & I Will Be fic. In 5 parts she not only developed believable characters but by the end I was ugly crying (and I donât cry a lot so thatâs saying something). The ending feels totally necessary too, not like it was just done for shock value. Anyway I love it, itâs the best Iâve read in a long time.
Thank you all for the awesome work and great feedback!
As with the BFAs, these are not actual awards! This system is set up so everyone in the pond has a chance to share the love and promote a fic/author that has grabbed your attention. The more people that participate, and the more everyone remembers to submit their own fics after posting, the better this will be :D
THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!
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15x2 Bullet Point Rambles
Aaaaaand Buckleming opens with a brutal stabbing. Take a drink?
We love seeing leader Sam! Go, Sam, Go!
These townsfolk plotting to escape the school are like vigilantes against vigilantes. Nice.
Welp. Belphegor is a confirmed demon (but we sure had fun speculating!) Thanks for the info, other evil Colonel Sanders
Rowena hitting on Castiel continues to make us feel alive (Boris: I think she just does that to make Sam jealous)
Hey! Jules is still alive! GOOD
Rowena side eyeing the beer sheâs handed is glorious
Ew Ketch. Rowena is slightly murdering Ketch with her eyes? Whatâs happening here? (Boris: Okay Ketch. Leave her the fuck alone!)
HEY Amara is still in Reno! Chuck pops in on her massage session. RUDE. Chuckâs upping his asshole game nicely
Cas tries to apologizeâŚand Dean lashes out. âGodâs been lying to you, Cas. Forever.â Cas insists that the lives they lived were theirs - formed from their choices. Dean is still solidly on the âfree will is fakeâ train.
âYou asked what about this is real. We are.â Cas says this to Dean and I MAY have slightly self-immolated here.
(Also, I love that Cas is always the one to reach out. CAAAAAS)
Ketch continues to pursue Rowena, so Iâd like to just send them a finely calligraphied letter about Eileenâs death.
Me: Iâm still teamâ Boris: Saileen? Me: Team Ketch Dies for Real
KEVIN appears. He was in Hell???? Chuck sent him to Hell. âTurns out, Godâs a dick.â (Boris: Wait, was Eileen dragged to Hell by hellhounds? The LAYERS of ASSHOLERY of these writers.)
Chuck continues to be the MOST ANNOYING. Maybe Amara should end him now? I love that Amara is gambling and meditating. She digging the human vibe. She ALSO senses that Chuckâs injured and afraid. Hmmmm fascinating. When Chuck touches the wound, Sam reacts.
Belphegor reports that Kevinâs stuck as a hell-minion without Godâs gold pass into Heaven
Rowena and Ketch are in a room together, so weâre definitely rooting for Rowena to kill him. (Boris: She BETTER be playing him.) I, meanwhile, am scowling and crossing my arms while watching TV. (LISTEN the actor seems lovely but the character can eat shit, okay?)
Dean and Sam head into the sterile suburban house to confront the demons. They collect most of them in the soul catcher. But Kevin reports that theyâre bombarding the weakest point of the barrier.
Rowena collects as many souls as she can and then Ketch knocks the crystal out of her hands. Heâs possessed!
We think that Dabb has given them an easy plot episode to tackle, and this isâŚokay with us.
Cas couldnât heal Ketch???? Thatâs weird.
The music is telling us we should be sad about Ketch but itâs NOT HAPPENING
Kevin decides to stick it out on Earth as an untethered spirit, which seems like a sound choice. Probably? Belphagor lets Kevin out of the gate with the waggle of a finger.
Back with the gods, Chuckâs needy and Amara is 100% done. I like her very much in this iteration. âIâve become the better me.â
Back with TFW, etc they watch the barrierâs assault. And timeâs up, so apparently this is another cliffhanger??? Okay. So, like, nothing happened in this episode but weâre kind of okay with this? Because when things happen in Buckleming, we often donât like it.
Next week: SAMWITCH RISE
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Summary: Selfishness would always be an integral part of Rowena, which was why she couldn't care less if she had to take Sam away from Death's grasp herself.
Pairing: SamWena/SamWitch
Notes: For the Samwena Week Day 3 - Magic or Lore
Also available in Ao3
He was not breathing.Â
 Sam was no longer breathing.Â
 Rowena bit back against the sharp stab of pain that seized her with the discovery. She didnât even know she could feel this as a damned soul and wasnât it ironic that this was how she found out?Â
 It was a gnawing pit that she felt in her chest, and it had been so long that she almost forgot how it could eat her from within.Â
 This was why she learned to be callous in the first place, why she knew how to bury foolish emotions, why she put herself above all and damn the rest.Â
 This was why she hadnât cared.
 She had it steady for centuries, cheating others and viciously tearing anyone in her way. She was in a continuous search of decadence, of that power that she thought would help her rise among these weak, lowly beings.Â
 And then the realization came to her like a harsh slap in the face: she never wanted those. She thought she did, or at least made herself had that mindset to make it easier to justify all that blood on her hands.Â
 Funny that it meant, deep down, what she believed all she deserved was these meaningless, hollow, and fleeting things.Â
 What she wanted now was something else that could never be bought or obtained by magic, for all that she has of it.Â
 Rowena sucked a deep breath, steeled herself, and set to work. She was far away from the proper altar but the table should be enough.Â
 She extended poor Oskarâs life before and had managed to bring herself back to life over and overâthe key to reviving Sam should be somewhere along the lines. It was a new workaround that she was looking for, but this should be familiar enough for her to perform the right spell.Â
 âSentio, in terra, in ventum sentio,â she began, pulling at the roots of her magic that surged from within her chest. âSentio in animo ego dabo gratis. Huic exi dimidia parte.â
 âStop.â
 Rowena stood rigid, turning to the commanding voice with fury.Â
 Billie, with her usual air of placidity and general authority, bore a hint of warning with her. âRowena,â Death spoke once more.Â
 âI donât recall asking for an audience,â Rowena sneered. âGo and let me be.â
 âI am exactly where I should be,â Billie said. Her eyes flickered to where Samâs lifeless body was. âSam Winchester is dead, and itâs his time to be permanently fetched. No take-backs this time.â
 âNo,â Rowena said firmly. âYouâve taken my son already. Why should I give you Sam as well?âÂ
 Billie was unfazed when she cocked her head. âBut they never belonged to you in the first place, Rowena,â she pointed out, scathingly indifferent. âYou know how it is. You were close to messing with the grand scheme before. I think you know the consequences should you try and do so again.â
 Rowena remembered that disastrous debacle, and to think that she wasnât repeating history.Â
 She discovered then a part of her that was hidden under the rubbles of her failure as a mother to her child, under all that hate she thought she only had for her unwanted sonâshe loved him, maybe not comparable to the kind of love that Fergus expected of her as a child, but she loved him.Â
 She who claimed that it was a weakness and brought her nothing but suffering turned out to hold that semblance of affection for her son. It was too late, of course, and she paid for it with regret.Â
 Rowena glanced at Sam. He looked so peaceful already like he was merely asleep, and for once, there were no lines on his face from worry. He deserved nothing but the tranquility in his piece of neverending paradise in Heaven where he would surely go after.Â
 Sam never claimed to be flawless and without blood in his own hands, and yet he was able to change her into someone who yearned for redemption in his eyes. Â
 The thing was, it was the selfishness that he could never erase from her. She wouldnât be Rowena MacLeod if selfishness wasnât an integral part of her.Â
 Her hand crept over to touch Samâs rapidly cooling face. âI know,â she said in reply to Billieâs warning.Â
 It wasnât surprising when Rowena figured that she couldnât care less if she had to take Sam away from Deathâs grasp herself.Â
 âLigabis ad eum et animam meam pro eo.âÂ
  Rowena was never the first choice.Â
 It started when she was born, when her father told her that he would rather have her mother instead of her. Heâd rather have a living wife and a dead child, and Rowena had been too young then to comprehend fully the hate.Â
 Roderick had the choice to stay with her and their son, his only son; he did not, of course. He chose his grand life with his grand wife and grand family. His abandonment only fueled the bitterness that she grew up with.Â
 The Grand Coven chose Olivette over her despite the jarring difference on their level of magic, and once Olivette ascended as the High Priestess of the coven, it was her word against Rowenaâs. Next thing Rowena knew, she was banished and half of her powers sealed. She had made the conclusion that she didnât belong anywhere together with her kind.Â
 And when she did finally find her place centuries later, God decided to flip the table and Rowenaâs home was forced to take arms against him. It boiled down to a choice one more between her and the world, and if it was a good man that was required to make the decision, would it be so surprising that he would readily choose the side of many? Â
 Except Sam didnât readily make the choice as expected. He broke down in front of her, and Rowena had to egg him on to kill her for the greater good. Dean was an excellent reminder for Sam that he pushed the knife into her in the next minute.Â
 Sam grieved for her, and Rowena felt that she was actually important enough for him to mull over a do-or-die decision where the other end of the scale was the fate of the world.Â
 They met again without the tense situation, and Sam, to her bemusement, was clearly carrying a deep-seated regret that was practically rolling off his broad shoulders. As much as Rowena wanted to pull him aside properly to assuage him, they never had the time, not when she was running the entirety of Hell and he was running around to find something that would help properly dispose of God for good.Â
 Besides, she hardly thought it would matter. What would she say exactly? Should she poke fun at him for being so hung up on her death despite seeing her sitting on Hell's throne afterward?Â
 She could tell him the truth. She could tell him that she took the throne as a penance, that she took it because it was an opportunity for her to provide aid against God. She was still a friend, their Rowena, Queen of Hell or no.Â
 Rowena could tell Sam that absolution was what she truly wanted. She could tell him that it was he who changed her, made her want to be better.Â
 She could tell him that she loved him.Â
 No. She couldn't tell him that, not when he was quite taken already with someone who deserved him better than her, someone good for him and could stay with him.Â
 It was fitting, Rowena supposed, that the punishment Death subjected her was locking Sam's memories of her. It wasn't only him; everyone was to forget that there was once Rowena MacLeod, a witch who found her home in two hunters, a fallen angel, and a nephilim.Â
 Rowena remained the ruler of Hell, with half of her life force sacrificed for the person she held dear the most who couldn't even remember a trace of her.Â
 And they said Death wasn't cruel.Â
 Magic would always be paid by sacrifice, but Rowena couldn't find it in herself to regret it one bit.Â
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Which was why when in one uneventful day in Hell Sam Winchester barged in with all his 6-foot flannel glory, Rowena stood from her throne, stupefied.Â
 He walked up to her, disregarding the demons that surrounded them, and with a face clouded with anger in every step of the way.Â
 Oh. It wasn't just fury there; there were also unnameable emotions that danced on his features, she realized upon closer inspection.Â
 The silence of the court was deafening, more so when he spoke, almost brokenly, "Why didn't you say anything?"
 The shame was unmistakable, try as she might hide it from her subjects.Â
 "No direct contact, I'm afraid. It was what Billie and I agreed on," she replied, her voice sounding foreign in her own ears.Â
 "So I was just supposed to live my lifeâthe life you've given meâwithout knowing what happened? I continue on without knowing how I miraculously survived, is that it?"Â
 Rowena refused to glance away under his demanding gaze. "They do say there is bliss in ignorance."
 "No, goddamnit! Not when that means having a gaping hole in you that is looking for something that you and everyone else don't even remember in the first place!"Â
 Rowena stood up when the weight of her guilt became unbearable. She approached him with deliberating steps. "Was it so bad then, to forget wee old me? It was preferable that way, for you and for me." She wanted to touch his face again though hesitated. "I can't have you thinking that you're indebted to me, and, knowing you, it'll be the case when you find out. I can't get in the way of your happiness, Sam."
 She was taken aback when Sam had beaten her to it, reaching out with both his hands to cradle her face instead and crashed her mouth to his. Â
 Oh.Â
 For all its intent, it was a tender kiss that Sam seemed to have put his everything on. Rowena could only hold on to him, pour what she has and let Sam know.Â
 âDid it ever occur to you that maybe youâre a part of that?â Sam asked when they broke free, thumbing her cheeks. He was seemingly unable to pry his hands away from her.Â
 Rowena, full as heart might be, decided to ask hoarsely, "Do you mean that?"
 She had to know. She was never anyone's first choice and yet Sam was choosing her right now.Â
 "Of course I do," Sam replied, planting his lips on her forehead.Â
 Rowena didn't need any other words.Â
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Top 3 Supernatural Episodes Per Season
Warning: Spoilers below the cut. I am SUPER biased. Take everything I say with a HEALTHY grain of salt.Â
Season 1: omg they look like INFANTS
1. âHomeâ 1x09. This episode is amaaaaaaaaaaaaazing AND itâs super important to the mytharch AND we get Winchester family drama. One of those early instances of âWow we need to give Jensen Ackles an emmy like yesterdayâ. Mary turns up and foreshadows like??? so much??
2. âScarecrowâ 1x11. Super creepy, major âThe Lotteryâ vibes, fuck I just. I love it.Â
3. âHell Houseâ 1x17. Close call between this one and âSomething Wickedâ but in the end, Harry and Ed and all the hilarity that ensues just. *chefâs kiss*Â
Honorable Mentions:Â âSomething Wickedâ
Season 2:Â ugh so many good episodes season 2 is SO good
1. âThe Usual Suspectsâ 2x07. SAM GETS TO BE SO SNARKY IN THIS EPISODE AND I LOOOOVE IT. Also Diana is a bamf.Â
2. âCroatoanâ 1x09. UGH YASSSSSSS. Close call between this and âIn My Time Of Dyingâ, though
3. âWhat is And What Should Never Beâ 2x20. Look man, I donât know what to tell you. Iâm cheap as all get out. Dean angst? Gimme gimme. Also it has WYNONNA EARP IN IT. Â
Honorable Mentions: âIn My Time of Dyingâ, âNightshifterâÂ
Season 3:Â half of these episodes suck, the other half are perfect heeeelllppp
1. âBad Day At Black Rockâ 3x03. This episode it just hilarious from start to finish. Also, Bela vs. Dean.Â
2. âMystery Spotâ 3x11. A double whammy of HILARIOUS and OH FUCK THIS IS DEPRESSING.Â
3. âJus In Belloâ 3x12. It was real hard to decide between this and Ghostfacers but ultimately, Nancy Fitzgerald (aka Ella Lopez) and Victor Henrikson are the actual best and deserve all the love ever. Â
Honorable Mentions: âGhostfacersâ, âThe Kids Are AlrightâÂ
Season 4: Somehow there is only one episode that is not stunningly amazing??Â
1: âOn the Head of A Pinâ 4x16. Cas becomes a main character and it is AMAZING and oh my god give Jensen ALL the emmys oh and ALSO we finally learn exactly what Sam and Rubyâs âextracurricular activitiesâ entail. Feels like a movie. We get the reveal that the angels are working to break the seals. Anna is also amazing. Why is this episode so beautiful. Iâm fucking crying and so is Dean. I could gush for hours.Â
2. âItâs a Terrible Lifeâ 4x17. This episode is just a fucking delight. (Am I giving it such a high score on the basis of The Kinkâs âWell Respected Manâ alone? Maybe. Honestly I SHOULD be putting Rapture here but oh well. Iâm biased.)Â
3. âMonster Movieâ 4x05. It was hard to decide between this âIn the Beginningâ âLazarus Risingâ âThe Raptureâ and âLucifer Risingâ (which all deserve all the praise ever) but ugh ugh ugh this episode is ALSO perfect AND I love it a bajillion. Itâs in black and white and the guest actress is SO pretty and also I think Iâve already gone into detail about how the MoTW is a Lucifer Parallel. Also Dean says heâs been rehymenated so TRANS!DEAN RIGHTS!Â
Honorable Mentions: âIn The Beginningâ âLazarus Risingâ âLucifer Risingâ âThe RaptureâÂ
Season 5: You want to be sad? You also want to watch really good TV? SEASON FIVE IS WHERE ITâS AT!Â
1. âTwo Minutes To Midnightâ 5x21. I know, I know. I should be putting âSwan Songâ here but look,, I am easily bought with the promise of Julian Richings as Death.Â
2. âFree To Be You And Meâ 5x03. Funny Destiel buddy cop film, Sam gets to be filtered through the eyes of an audience-stand-in in universe, also contains Castielâs ICONIC line âbut today youâre MY little bitchâ.Â
3. âDark Side of The Moonâ 5x16. Narrowly beats out âMy Bloody Valentineâ, âDead Men Donât Wear Plaidâ, and âThe Song Remains The Sameâ. I am trash for any pieces of Sam and Deanâs childhoods and also this episode gives me SO MUCH material for beating up John with a baseball bat.Â
Honorable Mentions: âSwan Songâ âMy Bloody Valentineâ âDead Men Donât Wear Plaidâ âThe Song Remains The Sameâ âThe EndâÂ
Season 6: We Donât Talk About Season Six.Â
1. âThe Man Who Would Be Kingâ 6x20. Cas. Destiel. Ow.Â
2. âMommy Dearestâ 6x19. Eve! Sam Smith! idk, I just really like it.
3. âAppointment In Samarraâ 6x11. As I said, I am easily bought with Julian Richings. Tessa the Reaper!!! Sam stop trying to murder your father.Â
Honorable Mentions: âYou Canât Handle The Truthâ âMy Heart Will Go Onâ âWeekend At Bobbyâsâ
Season 7:Â Terrible reputation given the fact that it has SO many great episodes. Sera Gamble? Youâre mean.Â
1. âSlash Fictionâ 7x06. Why is this episode so hilarious???? Robbie Thompson starting out with a BANG!
2. âPlucky Pennywhistleâs Magical Menagerieâ 7x14. In the total goop of âthick. black. ooze.â of this season, 7x14 is a light in the darkness. Every inkling of joy, of spark, of color, of childishness, all of it, poured out into this one episode, wherein Sam totally loses his cool and I love it. Sam looks so pretty at the end. Dean is simultaneously an actual child and an actual Dad and I love it.Â
3. âOut With The Oldâ 7x16. I love me some levis, man, donât know what to tell you. Itâs just so fun!!
Honorable Mentions: All of Robbieâs episodes, âHello, Cruel Worldâ âRepo Manâ âReading Is Fundamentalâ âHow To Win Friends And Influence MonstersâÂ
(The ONLY reason Iâm not including TBAI is bc @mad-as-a-box-of-frogs is slowly converting me to hating Megstiel enough to not watch Destiel episodes)Â
Season 8: That one season where we admitted that Crowleyâs a DICK.Â
1. âHunteri Heroiciâ 8x08. CAAAAS!!! Also the only episode where anyone watching actually gives a shit about the Sam x Amelia flashbacks.Â
2. âLARP And The Real Girlâ 8x11. Super fun! CHARLIE RETURNS. Dean is a FUCKING NERD. Sam gets flirted with :) Real close tie between this one and Pac-Man Fever
3. âThe Great Escapistâ 8x20. Edlund really gave it his all for this last episode. Cas kicks SO much ass. Sam needs to be protected at ALL costs. Kevin ALSO kicks SO much ass. The actor who plays Sweet Pea on Riverdale is here??? Wow. Â
Honorable Mentions: âPac-Man Feverâ âAs Time Goes Byâ âEveryone Hates Hitlerâ âTrial And ErrorâÂ
(See note on The Born-Again Identity for why Goodbye Stranger is not on this list. Again, blame @mad-as-a-box-of-frogs )
Season 9: Sam is mad at Dean for not letting him go
1. âFirst Bornâ 9x11. No, I will not elaborate. Tim Omundson speaks for himself. There is nothing wrong with this entire episode and if you try to tell me there is I can and will gut you like a fish.Â
2. âHeaven Canât Waitâ 9x06. DESTIELLLLLLLLLLLL.Â
3. âDo You Believe In Miracles?â 9x23. Wow itâs the first Season Finale to make it to my top 3!! Metatron gets whatâs coming, DEAN BECOMES A FUCKING DEMON.Â
Honorable Mentions: âBad Boysâ âMotherâs Little Helperâ âAlex Annie Alexis Annâ âMeta Fictionâ
Season 10:Â Dean is mad at Sam for not letting him go
1. âThe Executionerâs Songâ 10x14. See my comments on âFirst Bornâ.Â
2. âAngel Heartâ 10x20. BRING YOUR DAUGHTER TO WORK DAY. DESTIEL. JIMMY X AMELIA. COOL UNCLE SAMMY. DEAN IS A NERD. DEAN IS CLAIREâS DAD NOW SORRY NO TAKE BACKS. (also, âblue eyes cryingâ is just ugh ugh ugh)
3. âThe Werther Projectâ 10x18. SAMWITCH RISE!!!!!!!!!!!Â
Honorable Mentions: âHibbing 911âłÂ âThe Prisonerâ âThe Things We Left BehindâÂ
Season 11: Ahh, yes. You. Lucifer. Get fucked.Â
1. âDonât Call Me Shurleyâ 11x20. *slow clap* Robbie Thompson, you have served your country well.Â
2. âRed Meatâ 11x17. This is gonna sound strange, but this episode is sorta my comfort food?? Iâve watched it literally so many times. I love it. So much.Â
3. âThe Chittersâ 11x19. Nancy Won wrote three episodes for SPN, all in season 11, they are all stellar. Chitters is GAY. She also wrote âDonât You Forget About Meâ and âThin Lizzieâ Iâm putting them here so as not to crowd up the Honorable Mentions.
Honorable Mentions: âThe Vesselâ âDevil In the Detailsâ âWe Happy Fewâ âBabyâ âForm And Voidâ âInto the Mysticâ honestly just watch every non-bucklemming episode they are pretty much all amazing.Â
Season 12: I WILL DEFEND MARY WITH MY LIFE DONâT @ MEÂ
1. âThe Futureâ 12x19. DESTIEL. I would die for Kelly. Fetus!Jack. GOODBYE DAGON!! THE MIXTAPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2. âWho We Areâ 12x22. JUST KILL ME WHY DONâT YOU, BOBO?! WE ALL KNOW YOU WANT TO.Â
3. âStuck In the Middle (With You)â 12x12. Destiel love confession!!!!!! Drowley!! Mary will fight everyone willingly!! SAM GETS THE ORANGE JACKET
Honorable Mentions: Every. Single. Non-BL. Episode. Watch. Them. Now.Â
Season 13: JAAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!!!!!Â
1. âAdvanced Thanatologyâ 13x05. *inhales deeply* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Also, Steppenwolf.Â
2. âBeat the Devilâ 13x21. DICK JOKES GALORE. Also, we must protect Sam at all costs. Gabena is perfect. Samwitch is also perfect. Sabriel is also good. Lucifer can go fuck himself.Â
3. âBreakdownâ 13x11. It physically pains me not to put âFuneraliaâ here but alas, I must not show Steve Yockey too much favoritism. Anyways. DONNA!!! DOUG!! CREEPY!!! SAMâS HEART IS WORTH SO MUCH MONEY!! GIVE SAMMY A HUG!!
Honorable Mentions: âThe Scorpion And The Frogâ âFuneraliaâ âThe Thingâ âThe Bad Placeâ âThe Big Emptyâ âLost And FoundâÂ
Season 14:Â
 1. âMoriahâ 14x20. Proof that Supernatural will go down in history as ALMIGHTY. GOD IS THE ULTIMATE VILLAIN.
2. âPeace of Mindâ 14x15. I still havenât recovered. Jared must have had literally all the fun in the world.Â
3. âMint Conditionâ 14x04. Yay!! Very fun!!! (I wanted to put Optimism here, but again, I canât show Yockey so much favoritism. Itâs not my fault! heâs too good!!)Â
Honorable Mentions: âOptimismâ âOuroborosâ âUnhuman Natureâ âByzantiumâ âDamaged Goodsâ
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Parent-Teacher Meeting (PTM)
Summary: Youâre the homeroom teacher of nine students, four of which happened to share the same family name of Winchester. You dubbed them as the Winchester Four, two pairs of siblings and paternal cousins. You were pretty interested to find out the kind of parents they have. Â
Pairings: Established Destiel & SamWena/SamWitch
Characters: Reader (female), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Rowena MacLeod (mentioned)
Note: Non-pairing reader, children drawings inside ;)Â
Also available in Ao3
You straightened your skirt for what seemed like the tenth time within five minutes.Â
 Not that you could be blamed for your nerves. It was the PTM, of course, and your first since becoming a kindergarten teacher. With the children, you were exactly in your element with their energeticness and rambunctiousness. The parents, however, were the uncharted territories.Â
 Your first parent for the day was a nice young woman who happened to be a single parent of two boys, Connor and Marcus. You thanked her for her time and gave your appreciation after knowing she was also juggling three part-time jobs. Her kids were often the ones to be picked up a little past the dismissal, and after finding out her situation, you offered to keep watch for them until she could pick them up. She was delighted and was grateful while you didnât mind the suggestion one bit since you tend to extend your stay after classes. Besides, it was also a chance for you to focus on improving her sonsâ reading comprehension since it was your main concern. Â
 You met both the parents of Alita, the quiet girl you have in class. You often found her sitting and coloring books in one corner and would encourage her to join the others during playtime. You would smile whenever she decided to join the rest on occasion and also understood that she was someone who frequently wanted time for herself. As a compromise, you often have her sit beside you while she was doing her coloring and the others playing. Her parents were alright, you supposed. A little snobbish, maybe, and clearly wanted Alita to be a more physically active child, but you did say you were doing your best and assured them Alita was outstanding the way she was.
 Your next parents were the lovely father and mother of the twin girls Lara and Mara. They were the oldest in your class and nigh inseparable which was a given, you thought. With their age, they were the maturest thinkers of the bunch and would help out with keeping the others in line. They were treated as the eldest sisters of most of the kids, and they both get along well with everyone. You told their parents that their daughters showed promising leadership qualities at their young age and pointed out their strongest points and the ones that needed improvements: Lara still struggled with the arithmetic while Mara was having problems with symbolic concepts. Both, however, were impressive with their grasp of the English language for their age.Â
 You only have nine students in your class and after counting, you realized you already met the parents of five of them so far. The parents of the other four were yet to arrive and when you reviewed your list, you confirmed the students left.Â
 The Winchester Four.Â
 It was unexpected, but you recognized the eagerness in wanting to meet their parents. They were two pairs of siblings and both were paternal cousins, and, frankly, the oddest of the bunch.Â
 Now, it wasnât that they were weird, per se, though they did display peculiar qualities that could have been picked up from home. Nothing alarming, mind, and if anything, it made you curious as to what kind of people were raising the childrenâyou were already leaning on the hipster-ish type of parents and given that it was already the 21st century, you werenât certain if that should be impressive.Â
 You have different backstories in your head like maybe they were kids of uber smart parents because heck, they have rudimentary knowledge in Latin, for godâs sake, while you struggled hard with that dead language during your college years; or maybe they were the nomad kind who would uproot the whole family to move on to the next location, which could explain the expansive knowledge on the geography the kids seemed to naturally have; or maybe they were absentee parents who just let their kids do their thing, making themâ
 You blinked behind the window, your musing interrupted when you spotted a black â67 Impala in front of the school. You might have whistled there under your breath at what appeared to be a well-kept vehicle, though what made your eyebrow rise was the three men who exited it.Â
 Were they⌠Were they law enforcement?
 You followed the three men with your eyes, thinking they were to walk to the building next to the school when they entered the school grounds instead. You quickly arranged your table and repositioned the chairs by the desk, and by the time you were done, there was a knock on the classroom door.Â
 Oh, god, they were taller up close.Â
 âHi, how can I help you, officers?â you asked, trying not to sound nervous which you (and you thought most people as well) usually were around authorities.Â
 The blond man smiled charmingly. âSorry about the confusion, maâam. Weâre not here for work, weâre actually here for the PTM.âÂ
 âOh. Oh! The PTM. Right,â you muttered, fumbling. âSo, uh, for which students?âÂ
 âWinchesters,â the three of them simultaneously said.Â
 All of them together. Wow. âOokay. Have a seat here, sirs.âÂ
 There were only two chairs in front, and when you moved in to push another one, the man with the trenchcoat offered to do it instead and sat on it.Â
 He was also the first one to ask, âAre Jimmy and John doing alright in school?â
 Straight to the point, this guy, you thought wryly as you adjusted your glasses. âUh, yeah. Yeah. Theyâre great, actually. So youâre the parent of James and John then, Mr⌠Sorry, I think there will be a confusion here if I call you three Mr. Winchesters.â
 âCall me Cas,â said the man in the trenchcoat.Â
 âDean here,â said the blond one with a grin. âCas and I are for the BJ brothers.â
 âIâm Sam,â said the tallest of the three as if the other two werenât towering enough on their own. âIâm here for my kids Marybeth and Anthony.â
 âWell, Iâm Y/N, their homeroom teacher,â you formally said once you wrapped your mind that, yes, these were the parents of the Winchester Four, and, yep, they were from law enforcement or something along that line of job. âThe four kids are fast learners, by the way, and theyâre friendly with the other children so we donât really have an issue there, though there are some concerns that I personally want to bring up to you.â
 You reached for a drawer and pulled out a bunch of papers with drawings during the art time. You placed them face down on the desk and had the sudden urge to laugh at their seemingly curious and nervous reaction at the papers.Â
 âOh, no, donât tell me they started drawing something disturbing. Like the serial killers did when they were young,â Dean said worriedly, frowning and the grin gone from his face.Â
 âDid they draw a dead body, Ms. Y/N?â Cas asked grimly.Â
 You sighed. âNobody drew a dead body, sirs.â You pushed the drawings away for a moment. âActually, before that, I have to ask something first. Jimmy told me once that he and John live in a cave with their older brother and their two dads. I donât want to make assumptions here, Mr. Dean and Cas, but is it a metaphor for your living arrangements?â
 Dean looked rather affronted to have their home be called a cave. He opened his mouth to make a protest though Cas had beaten him to it.Â
 âIt is a cave in a childâs perspective,â Cas said. âIt is not a cave. It is a bunker,â he said, addressing you.Â
 âA large bunker with soft beds and a wide kitchen. If itâs going to be a cave, it better be the frigginâ Batcave!â
 You have no idea why Dean was defensive about his bunker, but you attributed it to the typical territorialism of men, something which you would probably never understand with your flaming lesbian flag.Â
 âIâm sorry about him,â Sam interrupted with a sigh. âBut, yeah, I think what my nephews called the cave is the bunker where they live in. Itâs been with the family for generations and we inherited it from our grandfather. My wife and I moved out of the place so itâs just my brother there, Cas, and Jack during his sem breaks.â
 âI see,â you replied, unsure what to say to that further. You pushed the glasses up your nose once more. You cleared your throat. âIâm not asking to pry on where you decide to raise them. I guess I just want to resolve the mystery of this cave or something,â you admitted, assuring them with a slight smile. âThere is also another question that I want to raise out of curiosity: where did they learn Latin?â
 âI think they might have got it from Cas and, often, from my wife.â Sam appeared to be positively glowing at the question.
 You knew it. Smart parents. âOh. Cool. I mean, I guess itâs nice to encourage them at a young age. Might be handy in the future.â There were other non-dead languages the kids could learn, but to each their own, you supposed.Â
 You pulled the eight drawings across the table. âAs you know, we spend most of our day in art class. Itâs to encourage kids to bring out their creativity and I gotta say, Bobby John and Benny James are⌠creative. So are Marybeth and Anthony,â you began positively.Â
 There were plenty of drawings from the kids. First month in, your students already filled up the shelves. To remedy the lack of storage, you either post some of them or send them with the student once graded so they could showcase them at home. They were usually the drawings of sceneries, home life, their favorite holidays, and of family. Some showed promise in the pen and paper artistry, and the drawings helped you in figuring out their present state at home.Â
 The drawings from the Winchester Four, barring the typical imagination exclusive of children, as usual, left you baffled.Â
 You laid out the first paper from Marybeth Winchester.Â
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âI believe this is Mrs. Winchester, yes?â you asked, eyeing Sam. âWhat is she doing exactly?âÂ
 âCooking,â Sam said simply as if that explained it.Â
 Cas leaned close to study the drawing. âI think that is Rowena levitating the pans.â You stared at him. âShe said she finds it tedious to cook and make the table without magic.â
 âMagic tricks!â Sam suddenly exclaimed. âYeah, she often, uh, shows the kids what she learns from Youtube. I helped her set up this one with invisible strings. The kids like it.âÂ
 Dean rolled his eyes faintly at that as if saying âReally?â.
 âRight,â you deadpanned when you thought that was the best you could get. You believed that if you mentioned that Anthony and Marybeth told you that their Mom was a former queenâyou thought there might be an instance before that they said she was a queen of Hell before she had themâyou would get a completely unbelievable answer. âMagic. Cool.â
 The next drawing was from Marybethâs brother, Anthony, and you have to admit, this one made you double-take. âThis is from Anthony, andâis that a gun?âÂ
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You pretended not to notice Sam paling a bit. Dean looked like he was stifling a laugh behind a cough. For some reason, he found it pretty funny.Â
 You heard Sam sigh defeatedly. âOkay, that oneâs my fault,â he said regretfully that you almost felt bad that you were interrogating him, but, hey, your studentâs welfare first and foremost. If it has to do with Anthony witnessing his Dad at fieldwork, then it was something to be discussed. âI let him spend a night watching me play.â
 âSorry?â
 âThereâs this shooting game on PS4. I modeled my character after meâon-the-job me, I mean, with uniform and all. I kinda got addicted to it briefly and⌠you know.âÂ
 âAnd I thought Iâm the irresponsible one,â Dean commented unhelpfully.
 âSo itâs not Anthony watching you at work? I mean, you guys work at the side of the law, right? I understand your job isn't easy, but you know how it can also impact the children,â you said, expressing your concern.Â
 For sure, they knew how it would be before they entered the family life, and they seemed to have taken your reminder quite well judging by the solemn nods you received in return.Â
 To lighten the mood a bit, you showed Sam a joint drawing by Marybeth and Anthony. This one you intended for him to take home. It seemed that something he would like pinned up on the refrigerator.Â
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âAnthony and Marybeth shared in the class that their Papa is strong enough to lift them both at the same time,â you told Sam. âMarybeth insisted that they include their Mom since she said that Mrs. Winchester was actually behind the camera for this picture. Anthony eventually won the argument when he pointed out that they wouldnât be any space for the message at the bottom,â you added fondly. âThey said that they would just make their Mom a different drawing.â
 Sam seemed to have melted at the image, reverently staring at the drawing when you handed it to him. Dean and Cas simply smiled at Samâs tender expression. Â
 âActually, thereâs also a drawing here made by the four of them together,â you said, searching through the papers. âBobby John and Benny James told me itâs their older brother Jack, which Anthony and Marybeth claimed their favorite cousin.â
 Dean huffed out a laugh. âVery minimal choices there.âÂ
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You blinked. You remembered this one when you graded it. âMr. Jack has⌠quite the set of eyes when angry,â you commented.Â
 You just hoped that Jack wasnât actually high with those red, blood-shot eyes.Â
 âThey captured Jackâs impressive set of eyes here,â Cas said with a small smile. âJack got his expressive eyes from Kelly, his mother.â
 You didnât mean to, but that Harry Potter meme about Snape telling Harry he had his motherâs eyes when the movie hardly bothered with the contact lenses entered your mind, unbidden. You suppressed a grin that nobody noticed.Â
 âJackâs a good kid,â Sam said. âHe doesnât get angry with the kids no matter how stubborn they are. He spoils them whenever he can.â He pointed at the âAngry Jackâ. âThatâs actually Jack being protective of them.â
 Well, nice to know the kids were looking up to a young adult as a good role model.Â
 âYou can keep it. Mr. Jack might want to take it as a gift,â you told them. Cas folded the paper and kept it.Â
 Only four more drawings were left, and for the next one, you picked the one that made you curious about the way it was drawn.Â
 âThis was from Bobby John,â you told them, showing the drawing the boy told you what happened on his last birthday.Â
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âBobby John told me this was you,â you said to Cas. âUm, what happened here? If you donât mind me asking.â
 Casâs eyes softened imperceptibly at the memory. âThis was when we visited Japan to banish an old curse and put the vengeful spirit at peace.â
 You blinked once⌠twice⌠thrice.Â
 ... Did you hear that right?Â
 âHeâs talking about that Japanese horror movie that we watched in Tokyo,â Dean explained hastily, much to Samâs amusement and Casâs confusion. âItâs uhâItâs about that cursed well where some girl was dumped in and she became a ghost wanting revenge.âÂ
 âOh,â you said dumbly. âAnd she could walk through the walls?â
 âItâs a television,â Cas answered. For a moment, Dean looked nervous when he spoke. âHer death was caught on tape. The tape was a cursed object that anyone who watched it would die after the seventh day.âÂ
 âWow.â You were a horror movie nut yourself, more so of Asian horror films. You havenât heard of this movie until now. âWas this released last year?â
 âLast year,â Sam confirmed. âIt was an entry for the annual Japanese Horror Festival so it was exclusively shown that day.âÂ
 âThatâs too bad. I would have watched it,â you muttered. You hoped they would release it on DVD with enough funding. âOkay. So if this longhaired girl here was the ghost in that movie, what was Mr. Cas doing here then?â
 âVanquishing the vengeful ghost,â Cas said grimly. Dean nudged him subtly. âBobby John and Benny James were scared after watching the film, which was a mistake in our part. I had to assure them that Sadako wouldnât get them, not when Iâm alive.â
 Your impression of Cas so far was that he was a man who took things too seriously and literally. You guessed they were just part of his character as the loving Papa. You found it adorable.Â
 âAh, kids,â you chuckled affectionately, moving on to the next drawing from Benny James.Â
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âI think I get it now why Benny James called you an angel in this one,â you said. âComplete with a set of wings and all.âÂ
 âThatâs a pretty accurate image of my angel wings,â Cas said cryptically, clearly liking the drawing.Â
 Dean squinted. âIs that me being carried by Cas?âÂ
 âYour son said so, yes.âÂ
 âI mean, he ainât wrong,â Dean allowed. âCas is our ride often,â he murmured.Â
 You didnât catch it, but his brother Sam did, prompting a âYeah, I bet heâs always your rideâ under his breath.Â
 Dean kicked him at the back of his leg and claimed that Samâs wife was infecting his innocence bit by bit. Â
 You cleared your throat when you thought a childish brawl would break out between them. Cas merely glanced at you apologetically at their behavior. âTheyâre not always like that,â Cas told you.Â
 You waved off the apology with a wry smile. You suddenly missed your younger brother back at your home.Â
 âOh, yeah.â You picked out the other drawing by Bobby John. âThereâs another from Bobby John. I think this might be about a movie too.â You tilted your head. âItâs⌠interesting,â you said, for the lack of a better word.Â
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You heard Samâs snort before catching the way Deanâs face fell.Â
 âI think this is Rowena burning Dean that one time he called her faââ
 âOkay, donât listen to Cas,â Dean interrupted, covering Casâs mouth with his palm. âThatâsâThatâs from a show. Okay, so thatâs me and Rowena. I was watching the show with the kids, I irritated her for whatever reason, and she threatened to burn me the same way that guy in the show was burned,â he explained. He gave an uncertain chuckle at your reaction. âYou know, typical in-laws stuff.â
 Yeesh. You were sure darn lucky you didnât have any in-laws. Not yet, anyway.Â
 âPretty sure you were watching Tom and Jerry that time, Dean,â Sam cut in.Â
 âAnd Tom got burned there,â Dean protested. âHe was still alive, of course. Unlike me if Rowena went through with her threat,â he retorted, petulantly crossing his arms. At Samâs bitch face, Dean sighed. âLook, man, Iâm not demonizing Rowena. Just saying she has quite a temper. For me. Never the kids. Iâm saying you could have done worse, Sam, and either way, Iâd take her as my sister-in-law anytime.âÂ
 Sam looked like he wasnât expecting the honest statement. He was warned by his brother not to tell her, and while Sam didnât look like he was going to keep it a secret from his wife with that knowing grin, he nodded nonetheless.Â
 There was a single drawing left, and when you saw what it was, you knew that like his brother, Dean would love the one intended for him.Â
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âBobby John and Benny James both drew it,â you said, smiling at how Dean went silent in awe. âThey told me that their Number One Papa is Cas and you're the Number One Dad.âÂ
 âCan I keep this?âÂ
 After the previous depictions of Dean being carried on air and being burned, you thought he deserved the drawing. âFeel free to.â
 Dean was beaming with pride. âCas, we should frame this.â
 Sam shook his head amusedly. You werenât fooled; you knew he would also do the same with his.Â
***
The rest of the meeting was quick. The kidsâ grades were impressive for their age, and it helped that they have good foundations from home as well. The three of themâyes, even Deanâ commended Mrs. Winchesterâs patience reserved for teaching them how to read and write and getting them to be interested in books the same way Sam also was.   Â
 âHopefully, sheâll come with us next PTM,â Sam said. âIâm sure sheâd like to know you.âÂ
 Mrs. Winchester seemed like a force to reckon with, but, frankly, you were also excited to meet her in person.Â
 âThank you, Ms. Y/N,â Cas said. You shook his hand. âYouâve given us helpful insights on how theyâre doing at school. Youâre a good teacher to them.â Â
 âYep. Nice to know theyâll be fine in school.â Dean mock-saluted you. âUntil next PTM, maâam.âÂ
 You werenât expecting your first PTM to go smoothly as this, and you certainly didnât expect that the parents that initially made you anxious (and interested) the most would be the most entertaining.Â
 âUntil next time then,â you said with a smile.Â
 You gave a slight wave after you saw them out of the classroom when they stopped on their way and seemingly remembered something. Â
 âYou know what, before we go, we might as well give you this.â Dean reached for his jacket pocket and handed you a business card.Â
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It didnât look like a precinct calling card, and at your apparent confusion, it was Sam who answered you.Â
 âItâs our other job,â he said. âA family business.â
 âHit us up, maâam, if ever you need help.âÂ
 âWith what exactly?â you asked.Â
 âIf you noticed anything strange,â Cas said.Â
 âLike cold spots,â Sam added
 âOr weird smells,â Dean said. âAnything that you noticed⌠unnatural.âÂ
 âOh.â Was that the position âHunterâ was for? And what did âMoLâ mean? âThanks?âÂ
 You remained holding the card even as they drove off in their Impala. Curiously, you pulled out your phone and searched the net for the names Sam and Dean Winchester.Â
 Interestingly, the first search result that showed up in Google was a decade-old website named Ghostfacers. Once introduced to the content of the site, however, your reaction was a simple:Â
 âHoly shit.â
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14x07 Bullet Point Rambles
Ugh, we open on Nick. He seems highlighted in a church-like space, which is also pretty darn reminiscent of Lucifer
Meanwhile, Cas tries to heal Jack and it's...not going great
Dean's frantic (shouty) care for Jack in the hospital hurts us. (Of course, we love it)
Are they gonna bust Jack out of the hospital Weekend at Bernie's style? Also, Sam already called Rowena about Jack. SAMWITCH RISES
Whoa, Cas gives Jack his trenchcoat â hello, symbolism? (He later says he would give Jack his grace. Caaaas!)
Aw, Jack tells Rowena that the boys have been saying nice things about her...Rowena is powerless to resist people thinking she's a better person
So Jack's body is destabilizing without his grace and they need an archangel. And...Dean zones out? Is Michael using him like a radio? Like a baby monitor, maybe.
Jack packs a bag for Vegas â he wants a chance to live his life like a normal person before he dies
Dean and Jack head out on their road trip of fun. Dean's teaching Jack how to drive and HELP US WE WON'T SURVIVE THESE EMOTIONS
Cas heads off to find Ketchâs shaman but before he goes, Sam and Cas share a moment to talk about how hard it is to lose a son â and acknowledge how all of them feel that pain closing in. That was a really lovely moment
Nick finds the beat cop on duty the night his family was murdered. Ugh. More murder? Is this the murderer? I'm so tired of the Nick story
Dean and Jack are fishing together? HELP US WE ARE DEAD
Jack tells Dean that when he dies he would miss hanging out with Dean
Cas meets up with Sergei the shaman and immediately gets surrounded by holy fire. Thanks, friend
Sergei says Jack can be rebooted...and whips out some archangel grace from Gabriel. Sergei hands it over - but now the Winchesters owe him a favor later. Pretty good bargain tbh. I look forward to seeing the Sergei comic romp in the second half of the season
Nick uncovers that the beat cop murdered his family and was possessed at the time. (Okay, I'm moving to my second theory of Lucifer or his agents priming these Lucifer vessels for sorrow so they'll say yes. Lucifer did prey on grief.)
Jack takes on Gabriel's grace and it feels like a trap but...I just don't know. It's been such a quiet episode
UGH oh no Nick is praying to Lucifer in the Empty? Not fucking cool, show. EXTREME SCOWL. I guess this makes the Nick storyline make more sense now :/
Meanwhile TFW is on a death watch. Bummertown
All in all, for a Buckleming episode it was remarkably streamlined with only two major plot threads. But it kinda feels like a middle puzzle piece, you know? We're getting an elbow but we donât have the rest of the arm yet
So Boris has this theory that the showâs endgame is âalways going to end in Detroitâ and every year Iâm like NO YOUâRE FULL OF IT. But this episode, guys. This episode.... Maybe it IS all going to end in Detroit, with Lucifer.
Hrrrrmmmm
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