#billy i love you forever

[billystoilet]

fellas i’m not missing saw’s 20th birthday 🥳 (i did. it was technically yesterday)

[sentientsky]

This is How You Lose the Time War, Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone

mutual devotion my beloved

[theotheronedotorg]

Hello you beautiful, beautiful people! I need a little help hunting down a book on AO3, and I thought, what better way to find a book you can't name than going to Tumblr and asking the people there.

So, this book is a Justice League-type book. It's about Captain Marvel getting zapped with a kind of laser that traps him in his mind. The League has to go into his head to help him, and Solomon takes this opportunity to show the League his memories, pretty much revealing Captain Marvel's identity to the League.

If you could help me find it, I'll follow you here and give you a big kiss. Only if that is what is acceptable to your standards, that is.

[doverstar]

actually I love Tentoo and he is the Doctor and it was the only ending for Rose that worked and it is a huge gift to be able to have the man she loves grow old with her, they were always heading for that, y'all be quiet. I 100% understand the angst but it's okay, they're okay, good ending-

[bigdumbbambieyes]

from the Stranger Things Behind the Scenes book

[ursa-the-stranger]

god i just realized, imagine what its like getting traded up as a pokemon. Like you think your trainer is getting rid of you after ALL that time after you took on the WORLD together. after you took on GODS together. And then you find yourself in the hands of a completely new trainer that's so oddly familiar in a completely new place. And all your buddies come along one by one. And slowly you realize that your new trainer is a lot like your old one, they train the same, have similar goals and take you on a brand new adventure. It's like the first all over again. And you feel so loved. And slowly you realize that the only thing changed is the location and the body of your trainer. And that far far above their puppet body is a being that loves you enough to bend the rules just to keep playing with you. And will do so over and over again, showing you whole new worlds and meeting so many people. Your trainers face keeps changing. but they always love you the same.

[lesbian-space-fish]

Billy Bones!

[id: 5 photos of a custom billy bones doll dressed from season 1 with a white shirt rolled up to the biceps, leather straps around his wrists, beaded necklaces, dark pants with leather patches, a striped sash, two brown leather belts, and knee high leather gaiters over black shoes.

The 1st photo shows billy on a shelf with a nassau beach backdrop, hands on his hips as he faces a custom silver doll (dressed for s2). The rest of the photos are against a white background: the second photo is billy from the front; the 3rd from the back; the 4th is a closeup from the waist up; the 5th is a closeup of his midsection—belt to ankles. End id]

[skylee-spider-lillis]

Funny sketch idea I've had in my head:

Billy to Agatha: I want to be a witch! Teach me how to be a witch!

Agatha: ooh sorry kid you can't call yourself that- you see that's a bit problematic with the whole you being Jewish and all, they'll cancel us so fast. You can be a.... A wizard though! I think. A wiccan maybe?

[bunnygibson]

I could eat that girl for lunch 🥩

[soullessjack]

dean and his son who he clearly “hates” and “never cared about.” clearly

[alsofortheb0ys]

' no god. the only man in the sky is me '

Butchlander Angel & Demon AU [ 1/2 ]

John is one of highest archangel, whose soul reason of existence is to glorify God. For centuries he sat loyalty by God's side overlooked, unloved, and lonely. One day John appears to a group of devoted believers to spread God's message and they become awestuck at his beauty. Thinking he must be God in flesh, they began to worship him. Finally getting attention he wanted for so long, John doesn't admit the truth and begins fooling more and more believers. He proforms miracles, not to do good but for his own glory. God reliezes John's deceptive nature and wishes to punish him to earth powerless. But before he could John escape still with power and the desire of revenge. Overcome by anger John will do anything to overthrow God's throne. Unknown to him, John might get the chance soon when he meets a demon known only as Butcher.

[nero-neptune]

i know this is gonna sound crazy, i Know!!, but i think trying out that '70s west coast polycule arrangement actually couldve legit been helpful for billy joel's music career (and/or mental health) in his 20s. or it could've catastrophically rocked his entire shit, but it's so funny to me that if the stars aligned in the right way back in 1970-or-so, a throuple thing could've happened and we would've seen 1 of these 2 options play out

[taiturner]

Uh, the tire blew out, and the bus flipped on its side, but... but I'm okay. I'll tell you the rest when I get home, but I gotta take care of my players, honey.

[metalheadcowboy]

“Hey-“ Tommy grabbed ahold of Steve’s shoulder, stopping his storming feet from taking another step towards his car parked along the street.

The face hit him first, the tell tale trembling bottom lip, paired with a set of misty puppy dog eyes that made the freckled boys heart sink deep into his stomach. He knew that face, had seen it more than his fair share of times. It’s the face Steve made when he ran his bike headfirst into Mr. Carters’ solid, brick mailbox when they were ten, or when Jacob Hill tripped him in front of everybody when he went to turn in his test during their 7th grade science class.

It wasn’t so much the face that scared Tommy the most, it was what came after that always terrified him. Remembering how Steve plopped to the ground with a hearty thud, dumbfounded, or sat back in his seat with his head held in his cross-crossed arms. The calm before the storm.

He swore if he thought hard enough he could still hear the stuttering sobs that echoed around the surrounding houses, or the silent sniffles that escaped his tightly barricaded face.

Tommy knew when Steve made that face, nothing good every followed.

The taller boy turned, spun on his heel like Tommy used all the force in his body to turn him around when in reality he barely applied any pressure at all, “What’s up?” he asked, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible, though he was sure his own furrowed brow gave him away.

Steve said nothing, just looked back at Tommy with tears welling up in his eyes. And maybe if things were the way they used to be, maybe if they were alone, Tommy would have pulled him in and hugged him like he did when they were kids. Put a Scooby-Doo band-aid on his wound or rub his back and tell him everything would be alright.

But things weren’t like they used to be. Tommy could count the amount of times him and Steve talked within the past year on one hand. Both too stubborn to admit their wrongs and not man enough to say they were sorry, so nothing ever got fixed, relationships were never mended and in result they acted like each other never existed.

But Tommy couldn’t just stand there and pretend like that face, the signature Steve face of peril didn’t rip his insides to shreds with worry, didn’t eat him alive, "What's up?" Steve responded, voice laced with a thick venom that shot right into Tommy's chest like an arrow. If this were a cartoon the shorter boy swears this is when steam would start violently blowing out of Steve's ears.

After a few beats of silence interrupted only by the faint sound of slightly too loud music still coming from inside Tina's house Tommy spoke up, "Yeah..." he sounded guilty and he knew it, but what else was he supposed to say? It had been so long since he'd been faced with Steve this vulnerable, let alone at all. It would have been weird if he had said anything else, he thinks.

Steve just scoffed, wiping a stray tear from his rolled eyes before tightly placing his hands on his hips. A habit he most definitely picked up from his mother, Tommy hated that he still remembered that, that he remembered everything about the person who treated him like a stranger.

"I mean, what else do you want from me Steve, really?" He meant for it to come out snippy, but it came out more as a plea. Tommy never really was one for hiding his emotions, or being good even when he tried. His older brother called him a 'bitch', but his mom always fondly said he was 'sensitive'.

Steve sighed, scrubbing a hand roughly down his face before returning it to his hip, "God..." he mumbled so quietly that, if they hadn't been standing so close, Tommy wouldn't have even picked it up, "I don't even know." The latter looked down at his feet, cursing the soft sob that escaped the back of his throat.

Tommy just stayed quiet, tight lipped as he watched his former friend grit his teeth in a piss poor attempt to will away the tears that were already rolling down his pale cheeks. The freckled boy pitied him, knowing how shitty he must be feeling.

It took him back to when they were twelve, having dinner at Steve's house and the lanky boy dropped his whole plate of spaghetti onto Mrs. Harrington's brand new imported carpet and he immediately burst into tears. Mr. Harrington going in on him calling him a 'crybaby' and a 'kluts' and many other things he shivers thinking about. Or maybe that's just the brisk autumn air brushing his bare arms, who knows.

"Nuh- Nancy-" Steve choked through gasps of air, snapping Tommy out of his memory induced trance. His expression immediately softened, became less frustrated and more gentle. With just one word Tommy knew exactly what was wrong, always able to read his best- ex best friend like a paperback book.

"Oh," Tommy said, rather dumbly, hardly processing his own words, "Oh," he followed up, sounding much less apathetic than his first go. He reached forward to grab Steve's shoulder in comfort, fully expecting to be completely pushed away, but to his surprised he was smothered by an armful of Steve Harrington.

Steve crumbled into him like a landslide, slowly and then all at once, not wrapping his arms around Tommy's middle, but letting his face nestle into the crook of the shorter boys neck.

What was that expression? Old habits die hard? Well if that was the case, old habits must be buried six feet under because in an instant Tommy was wrapping one arm around Steve's waist, the other carefully cascading up and down his blazer clad back.

"Shh..." he coaxed gently, fully feeling the power of Steve's breakdown wash over him. The wracking of his body, the harsh tears boring themselves into the thin fabric covering his shoulder. Steve's warm breath broke through the stark fall cold front making its way through Indiana, wrapping around his neck like a warm embrace, even if the boy wasn't actually hugging him back.

Tommy had held so much hate towards Steve for so long, but now it all seemed to slip away. All the sleepless nights spend wondering what could he have done differently. All the pretending that Steve ignoring him from across the lunch room didn't make his heart ache. All those times he cried to his mom about it just like Steve was crying to him right now.

He knew this wouldn't last, it couldn't last, Steve just needed a shoulder to cry on, but he had forgotten how much he missed this, his best friend that he couldn't bring himself to care, "Shh, Shh, Shh you're okay, I'm so sorry mi príncipe."

And there it was, something he hadn't said in years. My prince, something he used to tease Steve back in their middle school days, when he was first becoming popular. But now it came out with nothing but true admiration and delicate care. Because it was always true, in his eyes Steve would always be his prince. For the most part, kind, caring, charming, handsome, his prince. Though it was meant as a joke, the nickname always meant something to him, like a well kept secret.

They stood there for a while, just like that, hugging as Tommy slowly swayed them back and forth in an attempt to soothe his heart broken friend. Little by little Steve began to calm down, sobs once shaking his frame turning into a soft sniffle, desperate breaths evening out so much that Tommy could barely hear them anymore. But Tommy didn't dare let go until Steve began to peel himself away like a sticky note.

Tommy would be lying if he said the shell of Steve Harrington standing in front of him didn't look like a wreck and a half. Tussled hair, swollen eyes paired with dreadful tear marks, cheeks and nose a sort of burning red. But to the shorter boy he was still beautiful, always.

"Feel better?" He asked with a small half smile, dropping one hand back to his side, the other giving Steve's bicep a comforting rub. But Steve just stared at him with a blank expression, like he was either caught in deep thought or staring off into space.

"Steve, are you al-" Before Tommy knew what was happening, Steve's lips crashed against his in what had to have been the most ungraceful attempt at a kiss known to man. It was smooshy, loose lips, and slick snot. The freckled boy was dumbfounded to say the least. Not even having time to close his eyes before Steve was pulling away.

The look on his face said it all. It was all horror mixed with a bit of self loathing and Tommy couldn't help but feel upset. Steve's eyebrows furrowed deeply like he was confused by his own actions. And if Steve was confused, Tommy was outright bewildered.

It wasn't so much that he didn't like it rather than: What the fuck just happened?

It was like night and day the way Steve was there one second and gone the next, turned around, making a mad dash the few feet to his car.

"Shit," Tommy cursed himself, "Steve, wait-" But it was too late, Steve had already turned on his car and slammed it into drive, flooring it so fast past him it's a wonder he didn't run over Tommy in the process. Or maybe that's what he was going for, if so, that was one way to avoid your problems.

Tommy just watched, still in shock, as Steve's BMW turned the corner racing impossibly fast, but not faster than Tommy's own thoughts. Deep down he knew it had to be a weird phenomenon of rebounding. Steve latching onto the closest thing he had for comfort, which just happened to be Tommy.

He could pretend to be offended all he wanted, but the butterfies that formed a frenzy in his gut betrayed him.

He had to find Steve Harrington, now.

[ananke-xiii]

Missing Mothers and Missed Opportunities

Or: There can be three, four fathers in this show but there can only be one mother (and she doesn’t even want to be there, lol)!

One way that I like to see the first episodes of s13 is focusing on missed opportunities. Sam’s mind is in the past, he is very much ruminating about his missed opportunity with his mother while Dean’s mind is in the future as he is trying to deal with the fact that Cas is dead (although, to be honest, I think Cas’s death is a catalyst for Dean's much deeper issues related to his identity. As I’ve already said, in s12 Dean was in the process of understanding who he was regardless of his relationships and while he had some sort of reconciliation with Mary, he didn’t have any with Cas).

It’s no wonder, then, that Sam thinks that Cas and Mary might still be alive while Dean doesn’t. In Supernatural the past can come back and if it’s come back once why can’t it come back again? Past is hope. The future, however, is always “doom and gloom” in this series, it’s apocalypses, it’s “it ends bad, it ends bloody”, it is, in other words, super pessimistic. And “The Future” is impersonated in Jack and in the visions of the future he transmitted to Castiel which Dean blames for his death.

Sam is smart but it doesn’t take a genius to understand that if Jack has opened the rift once he might be able to open it again. Therefore, Sam sees in Jack an opportunity: if Jack can control and manage his powers he might open the rift again and Sam could get his mother back. What’s more, he also starts to see (what he thinks he’s) himself in Jack.

Dean: I told him the truth. See, you think you can use this freak but I know how this ends and it ends bad. Sam: I didn’t. Dean: What? Sam: I didn’t ‘end bad’. When I was the freak, when I was drinking demon blood. Dean: Come on man, that’s totally different. Sam: Was it? Because you could’ve put a bullet in me. Dad told you to put a bullet in me, but you didn’t! You saved me! So help me save him! Dean: You deserved to be saved, he doesn’t! Sam: Yes he does, Dean, of course he does!

The “What?” shows how the two are talking about completely different things. Maybe it was the word “freak” that triggered Sam, however I tend to agree with Dean here: Sam and Jack are not “totally different” but they are different. What I disagree with is when Dean says that Jack doesn’t deserve to be saved (Dean, Dean, Dean… you, just like everybody else, don’t need to “de-serve” anything. I swear to God the day we realize what the words we use actually mean maybe the world will really start changing). Because the thing is that Jack doesn’t need to be saved. He’s not a human who drank demon blood for what he thought was “the greater good” but turned out to be the beginning of his end. He was not part of a gigantic, messy, blatant scam involving Heaven and Hell. Jack’s partially the result of both Lucifer’s delusions of grandeur regarding Creation and Kelly’s conservative and dreamy desire to have a baby with the President of the USA (he was never gonna put any ring on it, girl and you knew it. Btw, Kelly is the baby-trapper in this story and no one else, I won’t change my mind ever), but he is nevertheless one of the most powerful beings in all existence. I honestly think that the only character who has ever understood Jack was Donatello.

Donatello: Oh. Speaking not as a prophet but as a scientist, I don’t think teaching him is in the cards. It’s like asking a lion not to be a lion. Sam: But this is not a lion! This is a human! Donatello: With a strong dose of God juice.

It’s not a strong dose of demon blood, Sam. It’s God juice, okay? LOL. Anyway, Donatello is super on point here: Jack is human and not-human. He’s a living aporia, the character where all the false dichotomies of the series show their fallacies. He’s “both… and” incarnated. He’s born and he’s already in his 20s. He’s a child and he’s a not-child. He has an age and he’s without age. Nobody will ever come close to understanding him if they cling close to a “black or white, good or evil” mentality. And this is why the show totally failed (for me) in s14 and how Sam is also failing here because he projects his own (respectable and very real) Lucifer-related issues with evilness onto Jack. Jack is beyond “good and evil” because he’s both human and angel, he embodies two different moralities and also transcends both of them because he’s neither only human nor only angel. To sum up, I don’t think that Supernatural, with its structure and its specific morality, could have handled a character like Jack. And this is why the show has to de-power him, de-soul him, make him die and resurrect etc.

Back to Sam and his failings. He projects his own stuff onto Jack, he wants to use him as a “can-opener”, he thinks Jack can be saved from “evil” because he can teach him. My question is: how much can Sam be negatively judged for these actions? My answer is: not so much.

As far as projections go, this is what he’s been doing from S1. Per SPN structure, both Sam and Dean have been projecting and identifying their issues onto the monsters of the weeks for 15 seasons. Jack is just the “Monster of the Season”. Projection and identification, identification and projection… I mean, this is what the show is about. If all of sudden Sam had woken up and miraculously solved all his identity-related issues the show would have been over.

As far as the utilitarian aspect goes, Sam has actually made some progress here. He “only” surveils Jack via cameras and tries to convince him to do some stupid exercises with a pencil. Previously on Supernatural Sam had literally enslaved, chained and imprisoned the people/creatures he wanted to use. These kids, they grow up so fast :”).

As far as the “do no evil” teaching goes, now here’s what’s really interesting to me.

The episode is “The Rising Son” and Sam’s passionate plea for Jack’s goodness via his teachings is paralleled to Asmodeus’s attempt at locating Jack in order to find him and harness his “timeless knowledge and unschooled power”. Asmodeus acts like Lucifer acted with Sam in S11 in that he pushes Jack to open up the earth “for God” (“I speak the words of God”, “God has a message for you”, “Do it for God” etc). Since Lucifer’s not here, though, Asmodeus wants to “[have]him (Jack) found and trained to rule. With me as his humble advisor, of course”. Of course we know he will fail because he himself says that he had tried to train the Shedim in the past and utterly failed.

ASMODEUS: I know the perils of Lucifer’s disappointment. DREXEL: He—he did that? ASMODEUS: Long ago. Eager to please, I freed the shedim. DREXEL: You… Oh, I’ve heard stories about— ASMODEUS: Oh, I’m sure you have. Hell’s most savage. Things so dark, and base, God himself would not allow them into the light. But I, in my pride, believed that I could train them. Use them. But Lucifer feared them, as well he should, so he forbade it, locked them up again.

This, of course, means that Sam will fail to train Jack/the Shedim too.

The parallel between Asmodeus and Sam must be explored because the show seems to pass it as an Evil (Asmodeus) vs Good (Sam) training but it’s not as simple as that. There’s even a scene where Asmodeus-as-Donatello talks about Jack with Sam and he seems to agree with Sam’s theory that Jack can be molded. While Sam thinks so because “Kelly was a good person”, Asmodeus-as-Donatello is obviously more interested in his evil father’s lineage.

While it’s true that both of them don’t even consider to give Jack a choice, to ask him questions and to try to understand him, they’re not exactly wrong when they agree that Jack’s powers do need some training, regardless of why they’re interested in his powers, Jack doesn’t have a grip on how his powers work. The show insistence on “good vs evil", however, completely ignores the very valid point where Jack’s powers are simply neither good or evil per se but they are “only” a(nother) force to be reckoned with.

This “good vs evil” thing obscures something very important and I think a distinction must be made here about what "training" really means in this context: Sam wants Jack to learn to master his powers, so that he (Jack) can be in control of them; on the other hand, Asmodeus wants to exploit Jack because of his powers, he wants to be the one who’s in control of them.

Both Sam and Asmodeus have an agenda, clearly, they’re also two characters very much interested in power. But when Asmodeus says that he wants to train Jack what he really has in mind is to groom him. Asmodeus’ techniques are very similar to Crowley’s with baby Amara and Demon Dean (I know Dean was not a child but he was one metaphorically because Crowley calls himself “Father” and “daddy” while he calls Dean “a rather scrumptious altar boy”. Ugh). These are predators’ techniques: their intent is to create intimacy with a person (for instance, Asmodeus takes on Donatello’s resemblance to lure Jack and take him to the Hell’s Gate), usually a child, to make them do what they want and abuse their victims, victims who usually don’t even realize they’re victims (Jack doesn’t know he’s being manipulated).

This is NOT what Sam means when he says he can teach Jack. Sam’s utilitarian mindset can be reproachable but his intent is not the same as Asmodeus. Sure, it’s still absolutely problematic but, again, his intent is not to open up the earth to release the Shedim and use Jack to rule Hell. He wants to open the rift to the Apocalypse World to find his mother. He is, in other words, being a softer version of John Winchester. In fact, he is replicating John’s methods because this is what he grew up with and this is what he knows. Avenging Mary’s death, finding Mary in the AU… even if the intent might be comprehensible it doesn’t justify both John and Sam’s attitude towards the reaching of their ends. Yet, their ways are still not the same ways of a Crowley or an Asmodeus.

The other thing is that John was Sam’s father. He was father to two human children whom he raised as if their childhood was a huge, endless military training. Training someone, as a concept, is not evil: if you have a skill or a talent or whatever, you need to train and learn and explore your limits. Having someone who believes in you and wants to help you in your training is not evil too: in fact, it might be a very good thing. It’s a problematic thing, however, when your caregiver is more focused on the training than the care. It’s even more problematic if said caregiver is a paranoid who raised his sons as soldiers. But this is still NOT the same thing as demons such as Crowley and Asmodeus do.

The differences in "training" and what Sam fails to understand about what happened with Asmodeus is explained in "Patience":

SAM: Even with Asmodeus, that just happened?

JACK: No, he made me. It was like, like he was in my head.

SAM: Okay um, then uh… Imagine him doing that.

JACK: No!

SAM: No? Why not?

JACK: Because I don’t want to! It’s just… I can’t do this! And you keep staring at me, waiting!

Asmodeus made Jack use his powers, he was in his head. He had also abducted him, manipulated him: he wasn't trying to train him, he was trying to groom him. Of course Jack doesn't want that.

If Sam is replicating his father's teachings we must then ask: who is Jack to Sam in this moment in the narrative? He’s definitely not his son nor his sibling. But he's not someone Sam keeps in locks either. As I’ve said, Sam has never been above imprisoning people in his dungeon to reach his goal, yet he takes another road with Jack, maybe precisely because he’s identifying with him and projecting onto him his own fears and issues with “being evil” and “being a freak”. There is something very similar between the two but what is it? And why is it not expressed? Maybe Sam is not Jack the way he thinks he is but they do share one thing: they have both missed the opportunity to create a bond with their respective mothers.

Sam only really utterly fails Jack when he’s dishonest with him. He eventually understands that and comes clean with him but I think that a lot of the initial issues happened because he was not communicating with Jack at all. And he didn’t even give him a choice. I think that if Sam were honest with Jack and gave him the choice to help him he would have discovered another thing that make them veeeery similar: both of them are okay with twisting human morality and… sort of… manipulate people a little to get what they want. Does this make them evil villains? To me, no. Does this make them human, layered, compelling characters that raise interesting moral questions more than give black and white answers? Totally yes!

Sam and Jack are not “totally different” but they are different. Conversely, they are not “totally similar” but they are similar. The Rescuing of the Mother can happen because The Loss of the Mother is something that Jack can deeply understand and relate to. He doesn’t want to save Mary just to please Sam and Dean. I think it’s deeper than that.

In case it wasn't clear, the conflation of Mary and Kelly is very clear in "The Big Empty":

MIA: You’ve lost someone recently? DEAN: No. JACK: My mother. SAM: Uh, our mother. We’ve having a difficult time.

Mary-as-Missed/Missing-Mother is such a central theme in this season that the Apocalypse World is a literal ramification of the Original World that's solely dependent on Mary Winchester’s choice to not deal with Azazel. John is never brought back and, more importantly, Sam and Dean are never born. This is a world where she’s not the mother. But why is Mary’s choice so vital it can create different timelines?

S12 and S13 implicitly seem to tell that everything that happened was because of Mary’s choice and… it’s, like, not true? Sometimes Sam and Dean are so ultra-focused on “free will” and “making the right choices” that tend to forget the part where both them and their parents were part of a larger scheme that was predicated on people ultimately being herd towards a designed pen. Like, while I think that Dean and Sam having issues with their mother is completely real and plausible, I don’t understand why the narrative re-frames itself in this way… I understand that they were going for a specific retelling of the first seasons but this is not just retelling, this is demolishing the premises of those series. S4-5 were precisely about the mystification and the perils of a glorified, Grand Destiny that in reality was nothing but a Big Scam. It’s not your destiny if your destiny is something that somebody else is telling you about and when this somebody else has a vested interest in you believing that you have that specific destiny. Or if somebody else is removing all of your choices leaving you with close to nothing to choose from.

Apocalypse World is, thus, such an unfair double-edged sword, cause on the one hand, it gives Mary agency but on the other it shows us that both choices resulted in… well, frankly, catastrophes. And I think it’s unfair to throw this huge weight onto her shoulders after they had dug her up from her grave while completely ignoring the whole thing about senior management angels playing puppeteers with the Winchesters.

Kelly-as-Missed/Missing-Mother is the other side of the coin of this little argument of mine because in s13 the writers demonstrated how Kelly must stay dead because one mother is enough and they didn’t know what to make of Kelly since she was not a hunter. She was just, as a character, Jack’s mother. The rift to the Apocalypse World was even possible in the first place because she (more or less, it’s complicated) decided that she would.have.her.baby. But, just like Mary before her resurrection, if his actual mother were back in the game it either meant that Jack was out of the game or that they had to include her in some capacity into the Winchesters dynamics and they didn’t want any of that. Mary’s death meant that Sam and Dean entered the hunters’ life, Kelly’s death assures the same for Jack. Plus, they all have an angel watching over them, isn't it just great? But hey, wait, this is the absent fathers show so we’re gonna give this kid three, four, five fathers!!! (sarcastic). Also, Alive Kelly wouldn’t be the Good, Perfect, Dead Mother that she is to Jack because, well, she would be a Real Character, not a memory on a pen drive and Alive Kelly would be so faaaar from the Good and Perfect Mother. Do we have to try to write another complex mother? One is enough!!! (sarcastic).

In conclusion, in s13 Sam’s (and Jack’s) huge missed opportunity stays… missing. Jack will go to the Apocalypse World and fight the angels with Mary whereas Mary decides to stay there (lol!) to help with the fight. They literally have to find a bus and move all the remaining AU people to the Original World because Mary has decided that she wanted to stay in a world where she didn’t choose John and she didn’t give birth to her sons (me asking Sam who has just died and was resurrected by Lucifer only to find out that his mother didn’t want to be saved: are you REALLY okay? LOL). I’ll stop here cause this is getting way too long but maybe, just maybe, s13 as a whole was a giant missed opportunity.

[sunwarmed-ash]

I'm coming apart at the seams Pitching myself for leads in other people's dreams Like buzz, buzz, buzz Doc, there's a hole where something was Doc, there's a hole where something was...

Fell out of bed Butterfly bandage But don't worry You'll never remember Your head is far too blurry...

Put him in the back of a squad car Restrain that man He needs his head put through a cat scan Hey editor, I'm undeniable Hey doctor, I'm certifiable

Oh, I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine What a match I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet

So boycott love Detox just to retox

And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life...

Imperfect boys With their perfect ploys

Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy...