#also this is my new year's resolution don't let me forget. do something extra helpful to my sister every week

[maculategiraffe]

if I ever needed proof that I was right not to give in to my mom's uninformed encouragement and have a baby of my own. which I did not. I would have it now. in the way that my mom anguishedly agonizes to me about why my sister, who has an energetic four year old son and a demanding full time job and an unhelpful husband and approximately the same array of mental illnesses and neurodivergences as me, doesn't keep up with her laundry better. all her clean laundry is just in a pile. not properly folded and put away. what is WRONG with her.

like given that I opted out of playing this game early on it's kind of nice to know that there's genuinely no winning it

[well-shit-im-a-morosexual-now]

Time to talk about Lillith :)

So her being MC's ancestor in the story was... A bad choice, in my opinion.

And I don't hate that she was the one who revived MC, quite the opposite, that was a fine move. I like to think that it was to show that MC had a connection to all the siblings, dead or alive, hate or love. It's just...

Why are they (technically) related? What was the purpose?

That could sound mean, but if some of your playbase could call incest and (possibly) have a leg to stand on, it's a bit... Much, let's say. But, either way, there is an alternative that I like. (And one I made up, but that's besides the point.)

I like the idea that Diavolo lied to the brothers to keep the peace. To me, it makes sense, because:

He needs to keep the peace between the three realms, and y'know, one of the humans dying kind of prevents that. So, why not lie to them to make sure this never happens again?

It would also get to a quick resolution for the brothers, since I'm pretty sure that Belph was about to kill MC... Again.

Sadly, I only have two reasons, but you're smart, you can probably expand upon this.

Anyway, this might be a bit sloppy, but I hope you can understand what I'm trying to say.

Your Anonymous Color Coder,

Lesson 42 Anon

(P.S. I have issues with Lesson 16, 17, and 18. I say this just in case I want to rant about it. :)

So initially I wasn't the biggest fan of them being related, though when they first started hinting at a connection between Lilith and MC I had a "OH GOD. OH DAMN. PLEASE DON'T BE LILITH'S REINCARNATION" moment so finding out MC was just a distant relative was a relief but not one I was necessarily happy with? Because of all the "Is this technically incest!?" feelings I had at the time.

But it did grow on me? I think all the human au's I had roaming free in my head helped me get over it? When writing or thinking up human Aus I try to make them as close to the Canon situation as possible so it'd be:

The brothers and Lilith all living in a foster home with only Lucifer and Satan being blood related, but they all see each other as a found family. MC would be a distant (and I mean distant enough it equals to the thousands of years that separate Canon MC and Lilith) cousin who they don't even find out is related to Lilith until much later (after Lilith either leaves and joins a more permanent family or....well dies I guess).

The way I see it, it'd be the same as a group of "we're so close we see each other as siblings" friends wanting to date the distant/estranged relative of one of the group members.

So yeah, now I see the whole Lilith, MC, brothers thing as "Incest if I'm willing to reach so far my arm tears straight outta my socket" so yeah.

Though obviously it's completely valid if people are still uncomfortable with it.

ANXUSJWMNZRATQVX8 Belphie would have totally murdered MC if they didn't bring up the whole Lilith thing! And I'm so upset they all just get over it? Like damn I love Belphie no lie, but are we just gonna gloss over the fact that he was 110% okay with the genocide of the entire human race???????

I also have this headcanon that MC has chronic pain that flares up on and off after Belphie murdered them, cause remember how the ghost of the fortune teller,Gisella (?), on the train said you never forget the feeling of dying and MC had a pretty violent death so.....

I also HC that there are days, specially when the pain is bad, where they can't stand to be near Belphie and that while he was initially upset by this and was persistent about still being with them by around mid S2 or S3 he's learnt to identify those days and understand why MC can't even look at him then and he makes himself scarce and sleeps away the day in an out of the way dark, corner probably with Beel around for emotional support because honestly those days would hurt him as much as MC.

I like that in the Canon storyline that none of the brothers were 100% okay with Belphie right after Lesson 16 and how they went out of their way, more so than usual, to make sure MC wasn't alone with him? I maybe reading into that too much but I liked it..

And I mean generally MC's a very calm, collected, headstrong and stubborn character so as frustrating as it is I understand why they would want to help Belphie get along with the others again. "I died for this shit, so I might as well see it through" kinda mentality

I didn't initially like the two timelines cause it made me really sad imagining the one MC left behind and to ease that angst I always imagined since MC changed the past their original timeline -the future timeline- got erased with a new future unfolding. but someone on tumblr posted a headcanon with evidence on why they thought Barbatos joined the two timelines together so that they live with the extra day of memories and experiences that came from the original timeline AND I JUMPED THE HELL ON THAT BOAT & actually recently wrote something about it. Here have the link and some shameless self promotion cause I'm an attention whore:

Deadlines

"When Mammon meets his soulmate he's going to punch them in the face. It doesn't matter if he'll only find out who exactly his soulmate is when one of them is on their deathbed. He's still going to punch them."

Um anyway that's all my thoughts on 16, 17 & 18 (I think. There might be more that I can't remember at the moment tbh) and since I rambled to you about it you are now contractually obligated to rant to me about yours. Sorry, those are the rules🤷🏽

About the thing you said about Diavolo and his reasons I honestly have nothing else to add, I mean the reasons you gave make total sense and I'm okay with just what the canon gave too so

It wasn't sloppy at all! My rambles are always too long and all over the place!

Edit: I forgot! As to why they were related, yeah I don't think it was completely necessary but still I can see reasons behind it?

1. As a way to make MC other. A devilgram and a little line in S3 makes it seem like MC is neither angel, demon OR human. I HC that Lilith died right as she was changing from angel to demon making her one of a kind and that pure "Fallen Angel" magic came with her when she was reincarnated and then was passed down to MC.

2. How lilith's known as the mother of monsters in some myths and how MC is related to them... I just think it's neat. Plus MC has an insane amount of raw power - truly a monster in their own right

3. It's closure for the brothers. They never got to see Lililth as a human, never got to see her grow up, fall in love, start her own family. The last they saw her she was in pain and dying. They don't get to see if she was happy. MC's the closest proof they have to that. That she found love and had a family and was happy

4. It's closure for lilith. Just the fact that her spirit passed down from descendent to descendent along with her magic till she could see her brothers again just to see if they were happy and to tell them she had lived a long happy life. I don't know I'm really happy she was able to do that

5. The brothers find similarities between Lilith and MC but they're rare and 6 of the 7 brothers already liked MC before they found out about MC being her descendent. And even Belohie starts to like them as their own person. Just I always worry that they like MC just because of the connection between them and Lilith and that they see MC as a replacement but then U remember their Canon interactions and it feels like the brothers actually forget about that connection. MC is Lilith's legacy, they're living proof that you can be born in one world but find your true home in another, but they're not defined by Lilith. They're their own person. Even their magic is their own considering Lilith used the last of hers when she helped them in Lesson 15/16

[dusenkasab]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26447959

*1 year after the season finale*

Misha, returning from a 3-mile run, still out of breath, can hardly believe in what he’s seeing.

He has to blink several times as he takes small steps towards her.

He looks around, with wide eyes and a red face, looking for someone.

When suddenly:

"Hi Mish!"

His thoughts are blown away by that voice.

His voice...

Jensen is behind him, with his arms crossed over his chest and a sassy smile on his lips.

Misha perhaps turns too quickly to look at him and hardly stands up for the rapidity of the gesture.

"What…- what are you doing here?"

"I came to say hi"

Misha takes a quick look at the Impala and immediately returns to stare at him.

"did you drive 2,199 miles just to say hello?"

He is incredulous.

Jensen smiles back at him, he looks very tired

"Well, I'm glad to see you too." He says with sarcasm and a hint of resentment in his voice.

Misha shakes his head with his deep blue eyes and a guilty expression on his face.

"Sorry I'm ..."

"Do you want to go for a ride?" Jensen hurries to say

"Aren't you tired of driving?"

"Yes I am."

Jensen throws him the keys of the Impala

"Are you serious?" Misha is perplexed and stares at the keys for a few moments more.

Jensen gets into the car from the passenger side, in response and waits for Misha to do the same.

*

Misha feels excited as he quietly drives the Impala through the streets of Bellingham, while Jensen at his side glares at him, happy to be together.

The younger one enjoys the ride, relaxing after all those vigilant hours of driving.

Misha watches him from the mirror, sideways, because he knows that Jensen cannot see him. He finds him beautiful, even with the deep dark circles that furrow his wonderful green eyes.

Misha stops the car at the entrance of the path to the lake and remains silent for a while, almost embarrassed, staring at the steering wheel.

Jensen seems to notice it and after a first moment of hesitation, he decides to reach out for his friend and put his fingers through Misha's soft dark hair. He feels him stiffen, Jen is afraid he'd rushed things and is about to pull out his hand when Misha gives in to his touch and moves his head against his hand to receive more.

"I missed you" Misha confesses, finally fixing his gaze into Jensen's green one

"Me too."

Misha leans towards his friend, captures his lips and drags him into a kiss full of passion and feeling, but at the same time full of unspoken words and urgency.

After endless minutes of tongues chasing each other and hands seeking and wandering around the body, they finally part with a smack.

Misha has red lips and wide eyes, in a typical expression reminiscent of Castiel at the brothel.

Jensen observes him, his lips in the same condition, but his eyes are sweet and his expression is relaxed.

"So, how does she look?" He refers to the car, gently stroking the dashboard

"It's perfect, a real gem. I'm glad you managed to get it."

"Me too, I begged a lot and in the end there she is."

Misha smiles, a broad and sincere smile of pure love for his colleague.

Jensen opens the door to get out of the car and Misha follows him closely, then begins to walk towards the path.

Jensen has both hands in the pockets of his dark jeans while he walks and Misha is a little ahead of him so Jensen can't help but notice his thick legs covered only by shorts.

The sky is covered with a light layer of clouds and the sun is about to set.

"You disappeared, Mish" Jensen comments, once he reached him and faced him.

"Well, I've been busy… at home." Misha's reply is stammered and he reaches out to scratch the back of his neck as he speaks.

"I see. " Jensen is not very convinced, but he doesn't want to push too hard.

"So where were you?" He finally asks, pursing his lips in a smirk as he points to his blue shorts

Misha looks down and smiles "I went for a run."

“Can you?"

"Of course I can"

"I mean your hip"

"I'm fine Jen, I take it easy"

"You’re so hot in those" staring at his bottom side.

Misha chuckles embarrassed, covering his face with a hand

"No, I'm not"

Jensen laughs back "yes, you are."

They walk towards a bench not far from the lake, quietly enjoying the sunset for a while.

*

"Dinner tonight?" Jensen asks once in front of Misha's house

"Uhm, yeah okay."

"I'm inviting you on a date, show a little more enthusiasm."

Misha thins his eyes "A date?"

"That's right, like old times."

"I was the one who invited you out for dinner," Misha retorts

"You did it to woo me. Let me do it now." Jensen comes closer as he speaks and faces him boldly, placing his hands on his hips.

"I'll pick you up at 8:30," he says, a breath from his lips, just before turning and heading for the car.

"Wait, where are you going?" Misha awakens from the unchaste thoughts that his mind was already doing about Jensen's mouth and runs after him.

"I got a room, not far from here."

"Why? You can stay here."

"I don't want to bother, you didn't know I was coming"

"Please Jen, stay"

Jensen seems to think about it, he doesn't really want to disturb Misha and his family.

"Guys will be happy to see you again," continues Misha, hoping to convince him.

"Me too" he replies without hesitation, accompanying his words with an affirmative head gesture.

Misha turns around the car and stands in front of the trunk "I’ll help you carry everything inside."

"It’s just a bag."

Jensen opens the trunk to take out the bag and Misha notices something that immediately catches his attention.

Folded in a corner of the compartment is a trench coat. His trench coat, or at least Castiel's trench coat.

"why is it here?" The question comes out quite spontaneously

"Oh" Jensen blushes and chuckles nervously "I got one before I left the set."

"Why?"

"Well, I wanted something of yours, so I stole it and keep it here."

"Just like Dean." Misha comments enthusiastically

"That's right, but I won't give it to you this time. It's mine, it smells like you."

Misha doesn't know what to say, it rarely happens.

He wasn't allowed to take a lot of his character’s stuff with him.

"shall we?" he finally says, pulling Jensen's bag out of the trunk.

*

"For how long will you stay?"

Misha asks, as he cuts a piece of his steak

"I’m leaving tomorrow, Mish."

Misha turns to look at him, a surprised and melancholy expression on his face

"Tomorrow? You just got here."

Jensen simply nods as he takes a long sip of his beer.

"Why are you here, Jensen?"

"I told you, I came to say hello"

"That's all?"

"Well, that and to do this ..."

And without ever interrupting eye contact with his colleague, he leans over the table to steal a kiss from his lips.

Misha arches his lips in a smirk, shaking his head embarrassedly

"I missed you, Mish. I missed you so much and feeling distant in these months made me think I should have done something to change the situation."

Jensen explains as he tries unsuccessfully to meet his colleague's gaze. Receiving no response, he decides to place a hand on the other’s one on the table to hold it.

"Nothing has changed for me, you know."

Misha is tempted to pull out his hand from Jensen’s grip, who instinctively squeezes it more.

"No, I don’t. After Supernatural your life has changed, you went on, you met new people. I was afraid you had...."

Misha looks down at the plate

"Forgot you?"

"Yes." Misha's response is not long in coming

"I never could. What we had..." Jensen thinks about it and correct himself immediately "What we have, I could never forget it."

Misha turns his wrist under Jensen's grip and squeezes it back, crossing their fingers.

"I did so much to get you, I would never let you go, Jen" confesses Misha, his voice hoarse and eyes fixed on Jensen's, then he drag Jen’s hand to his mouth to place a kiss.

Jensen feels his face catching on fire and tries terribly not to show it, silently lowering his eyes to the plate before filling his mouth with a bit of meat.

"You can't escape, Jen. Your freckles don't lie."

Misha chuckles, running a finger over Jensen's straight freckled nose.

"You really have a thing for freckles." Jensen grumbles, still holding the piece of meat in his mouth.

"Only with yours, Jen. You’ve always been the only one I’ve been focused on."

*

"Will we end up in bed at the end of the night?" Misha's question is asked with such ease that it almost makes Jensen choke on beer.

"Oh it's in my plans, yeah" Jensen winks resolutely.

"Why don't we speed things up?"

Jensen doesn't have to hear it twice, so he suddenly asks for the bill.

Misha spreads his lips in a kinky smile as he begins to unbutton his shirt.

Jensen observes his gesture and mechanically licks his lower lip, he feels his arousement growing harder and that extra inch of skin uncovered doesn't help.

He already feels his erection pressing desperately against the tight fabric of his trousers and he must do something as soon as possible if he doesn’t want to suffer.

When the waiter finally brings the bill, Jensen is already getting his wallet out of his pocket, but Misha anticipates him, leaving some bucks on the table.

"Let’s go"

Jensen is tipsy, you can tell it by the way he walks as he tries to reach his beloved impala in the parking lot.

He has one arm on Misha's shoulders and giggles playfully as he deposits kisses along his partner's neck. At some point he starts singing something Misha can’t understand, he loves Jensen's voice and is grateful that it's singing right in his ear but he also needs to kiss him, so he catch Jensen's lips and his voice dies in a moan inside Misha's mouth.

Jensen surrounds Misha's waist with both arms while his are around the other’s neck hugging him without stopping the kiss.

Soon Jensen finds himself slammed with his back against the impala and the door handle badly pocking his hip.

"Easy, tiger."

Misha rolls his eyes to the dark sky above them, with messy hair and parted lips.

Jensen gets in the car and starts the engine of his beloved baby, while Misha has to appeal to his self-control not to jump on him here and now.

"Where are we going?" Misha asks on the way

"I still have a room booked at the hotel, remember?"

Misha nods and reaches out to kiss Jensen's neck, testing and biting the warm, slightly sweaty skin.

"What if we make out now, in the car?" Misha asks lewdly in Jensen's ear, as he nips his earlobe and takes his hand to shove it between his legs and on his hard-on.

 Also this time Jensen doesn’t have to hear it twice.

*

"Supernatural teaches that this is not a good idea." Jensen gasps as he moves over Misha in the back seats of the Impala and is trying to finally unbutton that shirt, going to kiss every strip of uncovered skin.

"Have sex in a car?" Misha asks, as he’s doing the same with Jensen’s shirt.

“Have sex in a car, in the middle of nowhere."

Jensen concludes

"Supernatural teaches you how to defend yourself from any attacks ... Ah!" Misha lets out a groan when Jensen bites his nipple.

"I'm not afraid, I have an angel with me"

Jensen replies, with a smirk to arch his lips, just before putting his hands on Misha's jeans and pulling them down together with the underwear.

Then Misha sees him lift his head and part his lips.

"Speaking about that, I have a crazy kink for you wearing the trench coat."

Misha tilts his head to the right, a confused expression on his face.

"What do you mean?"

Jensen doesn't answer, gets out of the car -half naked- opens the trunk of the impala and takes out Castiel's trench coat.

"Wear it" he orders as he hands the jacket to his colleague, once back on top of Misha.

Misha purses his lips in a smirk when he understands Jensen's intentions

"Well ..." He grabs the trench coat and puts it on, realizing how much he missed the feeling of having it on and how strange it was not to have other clothes, it was almost wide.

"You kinky bastard"

 Misha shakes his head giggling nervously, this makes him feel more horny.

A satisfied Jensen enjoys the scene while he is comfortably seated on the other side of the seat, completely naked now, absently stroking the throbbing erection between his legs.

Misha knees between Jensen's bow-legs and bends over to reach his erection with his mouth.

Jensen slips his fingers through his dark hair and tightens the locks, following the movement of his head.

He couldn't have wished for anything better. Misha completely naked, covered only by the trench coat giving him a blowjob.

Jensen closes his eyes, his head leans against the window of the impala and his mouth opens to let moans out.

Misha, between his legs, sucks Jensen's cock with his head going up and down at a steady pace and in the meantime brings a hand between his own legs to give some attention to his forgotten erection.

His moans die on Jensen's thick, throbbing member, which makes him shudder and arouse even more, if that's possible.

"You're driving me crazy"

Misha raises his head and points his blue, languid gaze into Jensen's needy one.

That flushed face, the conspicuous freckles and the firm hands in Misha's hair.

He urges him to get closer, pushing his head against his to stick the tongue in his mouth without much ceremony.

Misha clings to Jensen, sits astride his pelvis, the trench coat slows down his movements, but he has no intention of taking it off.

He does it for Jensen.

Only for Jensen.