#but they're my family so boo hoo

[chiarrara]

so the premise of fruits basket is ridiculous and hilarious, but setting it up and justifying it is even more funny. like...

ep 1: teenage girl living in a tent gets taken in by a teenage boy and his weird uncle to be their live-in maid (she has a whole other cleaning job btw which she keeps). their cousin shows up trying to fight. he lives here now

ep 2-4: establishing relationships with her new housemates, antics, and weird mystical stuff (cute shoujo romance plot)

ep 5: circumstances that led her to living in a tent get resolved, she can move back in with her family now. this makes her so sad (and her family is weird and mean) that her grandfather, who is responsible for this 14 year old girl, is like, you can move back in with your two boyfriends and their weird uncle if you want. she does.

ep 6: her two girlfriends come over to sus out her two boyfriends and their weird uncle and somehow miss that they all turn into animals every 15 minutes. they give a thumbs up.

[non-un-topo]

Talking to my sister can be one of the most aggravating experiences

[docmerlin]

having a generally positive self image while being considered a failure by society's standards is a rlly interesting life to live. like no i don't feel guilty that i can't work, i have 0 shame about not being in a romantic relationship or getting married. but it is immensely frustrating that my life would be infinitely easier if i had the desire and the ability to do these things. it's not a personal failure that i can't do these things, it's a failure on society's part that i can't seem to survive without them 🤷

not to mention when i talk about how silly those standards are, people insist i MUST be ashamed of myself and have low self esteem since THEY feel so negatively about me. it's like people are jealous and think i'm coasting through life just because i don't hate myself

[astonmartinii]

fresh out the slammer [guilty as sin part five] | charles leclerc social media au

pairing: charles leclerc x sainz!reader

no court cases, no ferrari PR jail... i'm sure nothing will happen, right?

MASTERLIST | SERIES MASTERLIST | TIP JAR

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f1: THERE IT IS!!! The 2025 grid is set with Ollie Bearman at Haas, Franco Colapinto at Williams and Pepe Marti at Sauber.

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user317: HOLY SHIT

user318: i hate to celebrate someone losing their job in this economy but FUCK THAT MAN WOO HOO WELCOME TO UNEMPLOYMENT CARLOS SAINZ

olliebearman: can't wait to get started (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

user319: when are you going to recruit pepe and kimi to the leclerc family agenda

pepemarti: y/n has been my celeb crush since i was like 13 (sorry charles) so trust me idc about the spanish guy

olliebearman: he fully doesn't play about y/n, he even tries to read poetry (key word being tries)

pepemarti: you can shame me all you like but i think y/n would appreciate the effort

yourusername: you would be correct !

pepemarti: OMG ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

charles_leclerc: i'll take you in if you promise you're over your crush on y/n, it would be very inappropriate

pepemarti: I AM I SWEAR

user320: i know carlos gotta be sick seeing the spanish youngster freak out more about his sister

yourusername: i fear he has bigger fish to fry right now

user321: @carlossainz55 BOO! did i scare you? i'm a job application

user322: being on the internet as a sainz fan gotta be torture at this point

user323: former delusional carlando fan here! he brought this upon himself lol

maxverstappen1: evil may be conquered but these three and kimi look like prime candidates to join the united front of hating

yourusername: we gotta get them started while they're young

charles_leclerc: i fear we don't have enough room in the house for all these kids

francocolapinto: do we really need the aussie?

oscarpiastri: i was here before you ???

yourusername: we can get bunkbeds?

olliebearman: does leo really need him own room

charles_leclerc: WATCH THAT TONE

kimiantonelli: i'm quite small if that helps

yourusername: looks like we have a new favourite

pepemarti: ????????

user324: see? carlos loses his job and suddenly all is good in f1 again... coincidence? i think not.

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yourusername: and the pieces all fall into place ...

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user326: this is a level of motherism we have yet to see in f1

user327: and mother in a literal sense these ones take her up to like five grid kids and one dog

maxverstappen1: don't erase her cat godson and goddaughter

yourusername: leo is almost fully cat trained ( ≧ᗜ≦)

albonpets: do not even think of coming for our brand

yourusername: which one am i talking to?

albonpets: HORSEY

yourusername: ... okay then

charles_leclerc: seriously?

yourusername: i'm not going to fight a (my favourite) albon cat charles, i may have the sainz last name but i'm NOT carlos

charles_leclerc: it'll be leclerc before you know it

yourusername: (˶ ˘ ³˘)ˆᵕ ˆ˶)

user328: no because at this point i can fully picture carlos having an argument with a cat

albonpets: we're down to tussle for y/n

user329: i'm dying, carlos lost so bad ALBON PETS ARE SHADING HIM

user330: guys are we ready for monza tho? y/n and charles fully back, the united front of hating back, italy don't play about charles... carlos girl i'd sit this one out it doesn't even matter that you're driving the red car

maxverstappen1: at least it won't be me being booed for once

carlossainz55: i'm not a bitch. if people want to boo me they'll only expose themselves as sheep

oscarpiastri: BAAAA

olliebearman: BAAAA

francocolapinto: BAAAA

kimiantonelli: BAAAA

pepemarti: BAAAA

charles_leclerc: parenthood is so precious

carlossainz55: you think i care that these little runts like you guys? they'll be out the sport faster than your other little pet american

logansargeant: at least i'm pretty

francocolapinto: sorry i can't hear you over my williams seat - you really thought that was gonna be yours huh 🤔

user331: obsessed with how carlos has just resorted to name calling because his only 'ammunition' against y/n is that she always wanted to marry charles and didn't want to work

user332: if that's illegal LOCK ME UP BABY

yourusername: they nearly did 😭

user332: oh yeah my bad g

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charles_leclerc: fresh out the slammer

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user333: LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOO

francocolapinto: VAMOSSSSSS

user334: this was actually insanely poetic, ferrari i'm still angry at you but thank you for this genius strategy

user335: today you are excused, tomorrow we go back to hating

user336: the north remembers

yourusername: never in doubt starboy - i love you, you deserve this so much

charles_leclerc: i love you more, this win is for you after everything we've been through

yourusername: you're too sweet - it's all you baby and the win is all yours, my prize is being. yours

charles_leclerc: so glad we could have all of our REAL family around us today

yourusername: i love you all ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

oscarpiastri: i guess if there's anyone to lose to here, it would be my grid dad

francocolapinto: if you don't want the P2 i'll gladly take it off of your hands

yourusername: okay babies let's calm down and celebrate that we ALL scored points today

olliebearman: thanks mum and dad

pepemarti: did you guys see my F2 podium (๑>◡<๑)?

charles_leclerc: we did!

yourusername: well done pepe :3

pepemarti: hehehehehehheheheheehehehe

maxverstappen1: oh boy got out of ferrari jail and now we're ALL being subjected to the conjugal visits

charles_leclerc: stay outta my business

maxverstappen1: BROTHER 4 MILLION PEOPLE IN YOUR BUSINESS

yourusername: and four million people know my man is off limits

yourusername: @carlossainz55 stop paying instagram models to flirt with my man

charles_leclerc: @carlossainz55 what money are you using for this i had to close my DMs

user337: HE'S PAYING INSTAGRAM MODELS TO TRY AND FLIRT WITH CHARLES THE VERY GUY WHO HAD HIS CHILDHOOD RIVAL DELIVER LOVE LETTERS WHEN HIS PHONE WAS TAKEN ???

oscarpiastri: we never said carlos was smart

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f1tea: the ramifications of the sainz civil war may be a lot worse than previously feared. carlos sainz does not have a seat for the 2025 f1 season and doesn't look like he'll be chosen for a reserve role either with bridges with red bull firmly burnt. however, one of the biggest effects of this 'war' has been on those who still choose to associate with carlos. it's been reported that mclaren have had to turn down a number of sponsors after they asked that it is only run on oscar's car and that lando norris is not seen with the brand. do you think we'll see lando jump ship from carlos or will mclaren become a safehaven for sainz?

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user341: mclaren? a safe haven for carlos sainz? the same mclaren that houses the first child of y/n and charles? i'd like to see them try

user342: finally the carlando PR spin is dead

user343: they way they both thought that was their ultimate get out of jail free card and now it's like incriminating

user344: isn't this all getting a little petty now? like y/n and charles are together and carlos doesn't have a seat? what's the point of keeping all of this drama going?

user345: tbf this 'drama' was never going away the moment they exposed themselves for trying to use their daughter/sister as bait to further carlos' career

user346: if that wasn't downright criminal then unlawfully suing your daughter/sister for everything she rightfully earnt WAS

user347: yeah just because 55 fans and the sainzs themselves want to bury that loss doesn't mean it's not like one of the first things that come up when. you google carlos - of course sponsors are not gonna want ANYTHING to do with that

user348: poor lando getting caught in the petty crossfire

user349: i mean he was shit slinging at y/n after austria and that girl has levels of voodoo only taylor swift can better

user350: he's also a grown man who has seen this all go down behind the scenes so he's made his bed and has to lie in it

user351: the way the sponsors are just piling up for charles as well karma really is doing a number right now

user352: his charm is so universal that oscar is becoming one of the most marketable drivers as well

user353: no but as someone who was on the ground at monza, it's BAD like people were wearing their sainz merch with the 55 or spanish flag covered up

user354: oh he got them acting like middle aged football fans it's BAD

user355: at least they haven't started burning stuff yet

user356: if he takes out charles i fear it won't take long

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yourusername: my new poetry and letter collection, the alchemy, is out today and you guys already made it a new york times bestseller. my heart is so full! the last couple months made me feel like i would never get to love so thank you for showing me that everything is possible x

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user357: ma'am i am in love with you

user358: get in line buddy

charles_leclerc: i will run all of you over

maxverstappen1: thank you for the dedication, it was a traumatic time for us all

yourusername: you simply could've not read my private letters to my lover?

maxverstappen1: and where's the fun in that?

yourusername: a pigeon wouldn't have done this to me...

maxverstappen1: yeah well a pigeon also hasn't been your best friend for years and doesn't have a couch and cats to comfort you

yourusername: you make a good point

user359: she's really out here making me believe in love

charles_leclerc: the most talented woman in the world, i'm blessed to be on the receiving end of such words

yourusername: writing is so much easier with a muse like you

charles_leclerc: you're making me blush

user360: sure if my boyfriend was a greek god i'd also write good poetry

charles_leclerc: no you couldn't, not like her

yourusername: (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

lewishamilton: congratulations y/n, what an achievement! however, i do think the real achievement here is getting this grid to read a book

georgerussell63: excuse me?

alexalbon: ... you got me but i wanted the tea ☕️

charles_leclerc: APPRECIATE THE POETRY PEOPLE

alexalbon: funny how the letters were back and forth... but none of yours made it to the book

yourusername: ALEX :(

charles_leclerc: i didn't want my sad ramblings to drag down her shine - i thought you would get that seeing how bad you are at golf compared to lily

lilymunhe: oop.

user361: where are the children

yourusername: eating my cake :(

maxverstappen1: they're actually being really cute and are all sat in a circle reading it (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

charles_leclerc: gotta make sure they can read none of us finished school

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f1: LAST LAP SHUNT! Carlos Sainz takes Max Verstappen out in baku and the two did not mince their words on the radio

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user363: not to be dramatic but that's lowkey attempted murder

user364: at this point carlos is trying to ACTUALLY recreate that list of crimes meme

user365: let's get his ass in JAIL then

oscarpiastri: if i speak i'm in big trouble

carlossainz55: speak it big man - if you wanna act like a big guy back it up

oscarpiastri: okay you are a narcissistic misogynist who can't bear being told no. you are a talented man but without your name you would be nowhere but you lack the selfawareness to be grateful for where you are which is why you don't have a job. you are reckless and dangerous and the very few friends you have will drop you when you no longer serve a purpose in f1

user366: oh shit babe came out swinging

oscarpiastri: i'm hearing a lot of CRICKETS?

oscarpiastri: exactly - pussy.

user367: thank you franco colapinto for bringing back drivers with zero media training

user368: once again i am asking for proximity chat in f1

user369: the sweet souls on twitter would NOT be able to handle it

yourusername: bro tried to assassinate my best friend but i'm the problem

carlossainz55: stop being so dramatic, if anyone was to purposely hurt someone it would be max - look where he came from

yourusername: first of all FUCK YOU

yourusername: second of all, max is stronger than you ever will be, how dare you try and use his childhood against him when you know he's nothing but a gentle soul

yourusername: thirdly, by this logic the reason i'm such a 'gold-digging back-stabbing whore' is because of YOU GUYS

user370: i am absolutely losing it at the fact that carlos is furiously typing these at the fia HQ

user371: i know his PR officer is TIRED

francocolapinto: sorry our uncle got sniped but we did also get points @olliebearman

olliebearman: JUST TO SAY WE WENT TO SEE MAX AND HE IS OKAY BUT YES THANK YOU FOR THE POINTS

yourusername: guys lets keep the inside thoughts inside

francocolapinto: so you're not proud of us (╹ -╹)?

yourusername: I AM, I AM, WE ARE (charles is on the podium he'll tell you later)

francocolapinto: ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ )

olliebearman: ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ )

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maxverstappen1: i lived bitch

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user372: they're gonna have to do a little more than that to take down the united front of hating

user373: 50g can't stop the grind for these dudes

maxverstappen1: i would call that man a bitch with my last breath

user374: them celebrating the end of carlos' career by doing a mukbang is killing me

user375: when the funeral food be good as fuck you be forgetting who died

carlossainz55: you guys really are so pathetic

maxverstappen1: i didn't try to pimp out my sister, make her homeless then sue her but that might just me be

maxverstappen1: also the data will prove what we all know btw

carlossainz55: that you're reckless just like your daddy?

maxverstappen1: at least i can admit my dad is an asshole and i distanced myself, your dad is just as much a bitch but you gotta parade him around because no one else can bear being around you

carlossainz55: the only bad thing my dad ever did in his life is help bring the spawn of satan into the world

maxverstappen1: whatever, enjoy your race ban bozo

user376: is max suggesting ... it was on purpose

user377: if it was carlos might just be as dumb as they all say because fool was about to get a podium

yourusername: THEY CAN'T GET RID OF US BITCH

maxverstappen1: you're a sick motherfucker if you're enjoying this sainz disasterclass well i only just got out of the medical centre 🤧🤧🤧

charles_leclerc: no but deadass we're sorry you got taken out

maxverstappen1: someone had to be the mercutio to you people's romeo and juliet

maxverstappen1: PLEASE DO NOT KILL YOURSELVES AFTER I'VE GONE THROUGH ALL THIS SHIT FOR YOU

yourusername: we can't leave you with all these kids

charles_leclerc: yeah that's a lot of kids to inherit

user378: christian horner i hate you but you gotta get on your zoom

oscarpiastri: where's my congratulations 🤨

maxverstappen1: @yourusername @charles_leclerc yeah you can keep your kids

charles_leclerc: we're proud of you oscar (don't beat me again)

yourusername: well done oscar (your verbal takedown was particularly impressive as well)

oscarpiastri: 🤭🤭🤭

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note: lol i'm back. i was busy with work and then in hospital. but we all love guilty as sin? will get to tagging soon one sec

[harunayuuka2060]

*In MC's estate*

MC's sister: DAD-!!! MC RUINED EVERYTHING FOR ME!

MC's father: Why are you saying that?

MC's sister: They came back and they're with Prince Leona! You promised me that I would be his wife!

MC's brother: *clears throat* Er, honestly speaking, father didn't say that.

MC's brother: His exact words were, "If you could seduce him, then he's yours".

MC's brother: You were the one who was too confident that you could pull a prince, haha!

MC's sister: Grr! Dad! Do something about this!

MC's father: What do you want me to do? MC's no longer part of our family.

MC's sister: They're just a commoner!

MC's brother: But~ Their baby is a noble~.

MC's father: ...

MC's father: Baby? What baby?

MC's brother: Oh? You didn't know? You're a grandpa now, father. But, hm, I think you already forfeited that right.

MC's father: ...

MC's father: You two, get out of my office.

MC's sister: What?! But Dad-

MC's father: Out.

MC's brother: Haha! Boo-hoo! Got rejected by a prince!

MC's sister: I'm going to kill you!

*After the two have left.*

MC's father: ...

MC's father: I have a grandson...? *looking happy*

*In the Royal Palace*

Cheka: *staring at MC; wants to hug them after not seeing them for quite some time*

MC: *pretends not to notice*

Falena and his wife: *smiling awkwardly*

Falena's wife: MC, how have you been?

MC: *looks at her* ...

MC: I'm doing great.

Falena's wife: !!!

Falena's wife: *looks relieved* I heard you are serving the Al Asim's. It must've been a difficult job.

MC: Not really.

Falena: So... Leona-

Leona: What?

Falena: I want to talk about the rooms here in the Royal Palace. Unfortunately, it seems that you have to share a room with MC and your baby. If that is okay?

Ruggie: Why? What happened with the other rooms?

Falena: Cheka here had caused, uhm, a little bit of accident in each room, trying to decorate them for your arrival...

Cheka: *staring at MC with sad, puppy eyes*

MC: ...

MC: *sigh* *extends their hand to him* Come here.

Cheka: Yay!!! *hugs MC* *nuzzles against them*

Ruggie: Bwahaha! *laughing at Liora's pouting expression when he sees Cheka hugging MC*

Falena: *chuckles* It seems your son gets easily jealous like you, Leona.

Leona: Shut up. Anyway, about the room we're going to share, make sure it has a crib.

Falena: Of course.

MC and Leona: *alone in the room; Baby Liora isn't with them since Falena and his wife volunteered to babysit him while they rest*

Leona: ...

Leona: Why the hell am I on the floor?

MC: *is in his bed* Decorum.

Leona: What- We used to sleep together!

MC: Not anymore.

Leona: *frowns*

Leona: *pulls MC off the bed to join him*

MC: !!!

MC: Do you want to die-

Leona: Heh.

Ruggie: OHOHO- LOOK AT THAT!

Ruggie: Damn! So you two just need alone time together! Shishishi!

MC: ...

MC: Alone time to murder him, that is. *tries to stand up, but Leona pulls them back*

Leona: You had your chances in Scalding Sands. *smirks*

MC: ...

MC: We're divorced. Act like it.

Leona: But I don't want to.

Ruggie: Ehem. Second baby, when?

MC: *sets Ruggie's tail on fire*

Ruggie: Owowow!

Leona: ...

MC: Do you want to be next, Leona?

Leona: *lets go of them*

[literallyjusttoa]

I have been obsessed with the idea of Paris coming to the modern day in the same way Midas, Lityerses, and Medea did. Like, If anybody had some unfinished business, it's every citizen of Troy. Anyway here are some different little scenarios I've cooked up about how this silly little war criminal fared after making a mad dash for the doors of death in HoO.

Ok, so in this scenario, Paris is recruited by Gaea just like all the other spirits who come back from the dead. He ends up being tasked with working alongside Octavian. At first, he's driven only by grief and anger at the loss of his own family and city. As they approach Camp Half-Blood, Paris regularly remarks on how happy he is that's he'll be the one storming the walls this time. But over time, he slowly finds himself growing worried about Octavian's sanity. He tries to steer Octavian away from making reckless decisions, but Octavian refuses to back down. Paris sees the deadly fervor of his fellow soldiers in Octavian, and pulls away. From here we split off into two endings. 1. (the sad one) Octavian's fate plays out the same as the books and Paris just has to deal with how his actions unintentionally spurred the young man towards his own death. Or 2. (the happy one) Paris leaving is the wake-up call Octavian needs, and he pulls himself out of battle at the last second, breaking the cycle of hatred and wrath that started at Troy. Pick your fighter I guess.

In this scenario, Paris is not the only one who comes back from the doors of death. Half of the Argo II crew find him in Ancient Greece (Don't ask why he's there instead of Turkey idk shhhhh) And he's very helpful to them in whatever quest they're trying to complete at the time. All's well that ends well, except the OTHER half of the Argo II crew actually just met up with Hector on the other side of Greece lol. Turns out neither brother knows the other is alive, and the Argo II take the time to reunite the pair. I would specifically set this in BoO, and have the focus be on Jason and Leo as parallels for Hector and Paris, especially with them both thinking about sacrificing themselves bc of the prophecy (the whole "storm or fire" thing). Like, my idea is that a lot of emphasis would be put on Hector dying first, and how he sacrificed for Troy, and how Paris wishes he could've saved Hector. And Jason would come away from that thinking "Yes, I want to be Hector, i've made peace with making the final sacrifice to keep my friends safe" and Leo thinking "I'll do what Paris couldn't and give my life so that Jason doesn't have to" and ahhhh angst.

This is a ToA scenario instead of an HoO scenario. Paris and one of his siblings come back to life like in the last one, but instead of it being Hector, this time it's Cassandra. Idk when this would happen in the timeline of ToA, bc those books are so tight knit (maybe the infamous TTT to TON roadtrip) But I would add a little side quest where Apollo and Meg have to find Cassandra bc Nero's trying to kidnap her or smth. They run into Paris while they're searching for Cassandra, and the three of them team up for a lil bit. In this scenario, Paris works as a direct parallel to Apollo, all though he's a bit further behind on his redemption journey. Basically, Apollo feels like he's looking at slightly embarrassing old pictures of himself. When they find Cassandra, Apollo offers a genuine apology for everything he did to her. Emboldened by Apollo's example, Paris also opens up to Cassandra in a way he'd never done before. The two are finally able to air out their shared grief from Troy, and they set out to ... idk New Rome or the Waystation or smth. Either way they're a lot closer as siblings now, and Apollo promises to visit them once the Trials are over.

Of course, these are only my ideas that kinda fit into canon, I have a whole bunch more that go entirely off the rails. Anyways this pathetic little failure of a man has bewitched my body and soul or whatever I love rolling him around like a balled up chewing gum wrapper.

[nebulaoftheprimes]

Zoomies

Ok, so imagine that Pax was raised out in the Wilds and he was raised by sparkeaters. I have this scene in my head where sparkling Pax is just running from one end of the den to the other and his adopted parents and some of his older siblings are either watching him (making sure he does not injure himself) or continuing to go about daily life (this happens often and there's still work to do). Some of the younger pups are tumbling after him because Big Brother looks like he's having fun and they want to have fun too.

Once he's older and can go outside the den, he runs around the large clearing the pack lives in. Some other pups join him, because

a) it looks like fun

b) they're bored

c) it's good stamina training so the parents approve.

The parents also encourage them to go and run for a few hours because it gets the pups out of the den, it's something productive, and they can get a nice nap in while they run around.

After Orion gets caught by Trion or somebot, he still has the crippling urge to just run. This scared the living Pits out of the archives at first because first of all, WHERE DID THIS FERAL DEMON COME FROM!?!?! Oh, Head Archivist Trion adopted him? Why!?

Secondly, they had thought a big, wild mechanimal had gotten into the Hall because Pax still had his claws which left long thin groves carved into the polished floors. He was also quiet as frag and could easily sneak up on unsuspecting archivists, interns, or innocent readers.

Once Megatronus got comfortable with the fact the yes, Orion genuinely wanted to help his cause even though he came from the high caste, and no, he wasn't going to sabotage it and he really thought Megatronus had the right idea, he would ask Orion to teach him how to move about just as quietly as him. Now I'm not saying Megatronus wasn't quiet already, because he was. It's just that he large even by cybertronain standards and the fact he was taught by civilized macha. Not someone whose survival depended on silent steps, he wasn't trained by somebot who walk freely amoung sparkeaters with no fear. But seriously, Orion could walk on gravel and not make a sound.

Megatronus and the other gladiators wouldn't care that he grew up with any cybertronian's nightmare (second to only Unicron) as family. He ate living creatures for fuel? Yeah, big deal, any miner had to drink engeron from the lines of their dead fellow in the event of a cave-in. He has claws and fangs, and his armor's sharp and pointed? Welcome to Kaon folks. He could easily blend into the shadows and scare someone? Boo-hoo, pay better attention to your surroundings. He liked to climb walls and hang out on the ceiling? Slightly less normal, but at least it was him and not a feral insecticon looking for a meal. If Orion wasn't working, sleeping, or hanging with his (very few) Iaconian friends, you could bet your bottom dollar he was either talking to Megatronus, Soundwave, Barricade, Breakdown, Starscream, talking to some combination of them, planning the next rally, editing Megatronus' poems, speeches, or any of his writing, he was in Kaon.

Because Kaon was much more accepting than Iacon. He didn't have to shrink on himself, making himself as small and unnoticeable as he possibly could in public, while trying not to spook patrons with his armor and claws. He didn't have to talk less to keep his fangs from being seen as often or have to tuck his servos away for fear of someone complaining he might break a datapad or something fragile. In Kaon, people just accepted he was from the Wilds and continued about their day. In Kaon, Orion could catch an electro-dove midflight with his bare denta (something he wouldn't even dream about doing in Iacon), and bots observe, nod in appreciation of a successful hunt, and continue on as Orion would scarf down the bird in two bites. He understands the importance of fresh food, not wasting it like his fellow upper castemates, good for him. The gladiators knew when Orion got his now dubbed 'zoomies' because if you didn't move out of the way, prepare to be a springboard for Orion to bounce off of. He was small, but when that mech built up momentum, he was a fragging force of nature.

As Optimus Prime, he still had the urge to run, to be free. He just put a stopper on his base instincts, shoved them way down, and went on leading. Much to Ratchet's annoyance. The medic had met with Orion through a meeting of the trainees of important political figures, the younglings who were learning under the guidance of their seniors. No one had wanted to talk to him at that meeting, or any of the following meetings so he just sat in a corner and listened. Ratchet keeps noticing that the understudy of Head Archivist Alpha Trion keeps being ignored, walks over to him, and sticks his servo out, saying. "Hey, I'm Ratchet. I'm training to be the OMC of Iacon. Who are you?"

During the beginning of the war, Ratchet made him go out into the crystal spires for a few days, because he was getting jittery, and a jittery Prime isn't idle in a war. One of the more, memorable, times was when he was caught by some Decepticons (Megs was with them too)

Decepticons: *doing recon in the Old Forest [a really old spire forest the Iacon council had nominated as a planetary treasure. Bots would come from all over to stand under its towering crystal trees]*

one vehicon: *raises his servo, stopping the others*

Megs: *over comms* /what is it?/

vehicon: /somethings coming, and fast. We should hide, it might be an Autobot or two/

Decepticons: *hides along the outer edges of the clearing, they breathe a sigh of relief as a zap-deer comes running out of the crystal tree line*

vehicon: that's odd, I could've sworn there were two-

Optimus-fragging-Prime: *also comes barrelling out of tree line; pounces on deer from behind. He manages to clamp his much bigger and sharper jaw around its throat and rips its neck in half. Then processed to gobble it down in a couple minutes*

one vehicon: *stumbles back, and steps on twig*

Op: *freezes and snaps his gaze up; growling. Stops as Megs slowly steps out hands out and open*

Megs: hello old friend

Op: *slowly creeps up to him; sniffs his servo before snorting a turns away, leaving the cleaning*

To be fair, he gets a massive scowling from Ratchet when he goes back to the war front. He shuts down his higher processing power when Ratch kicks him out of society for a few days, so that's why he came up to Megs and didn't shoot.

On Earth, the kids find out, and they (Miko) love the idea of Optimus running up and down the halls when no one's at base. They could also set up a race on an abandoned road for him. Once Op's secret is out, the children, plus Agent Flower and Mrs. Darby, convince everyone to a race. It's simply they will race each other and Optimus until they don't feel like it anymore. Optimus is the last to get tired, so for the next few hours, everyone's just watching Op run back and forth, wearing the biggest smile anyone had seen him with since the start of the war.

[curseofdelos]

I was rereading the 'should we let Nico suffocate in a jar' scene, and I was struck by Hazel's relationship with Jason in this scene and in this paragraph in particular:

Because Hazel and Jason WERE friends pre-canon!! In TLH, when Jason gets his memories back, Hazel is one of the characters he lists as someone he was friends with back in Camp Jupiter. Then, in SoN, Hazel is among the campers who looked up to Jason as a leader - both as a praetor and the former leader of the fifth cohort - and was eager to get him back.

...But then, in this scene, he doubts that Nico is trustworthy and questions if rescuing him is the best course of action.

What's interesting too is Hazel, in SoN, also doubted how trustworthy Nico was. He was keeping things from her and was annoyingly cryptic, and this was something that frustrated her. However, the second Nico is in serious danger, she sets all her reservations about him aside and rescuing him becomes her primary goal. (Rick's writing can be so inconsistent sometimes that I'm not confident this was intentional, but my interpretation of this is that Hazel was so afraid of losing Nico that she forgave him for all the lies, half-truths, etc. Petty squabbles don't seem important in the face of potential tragedy.)

Hazel approaches the "should we rescue Nico" debate from the perspective of someone at risk of losing her brother. Nico is the only family she has left, and the only demigod who can relate to her struggles of being a kid from the 30s/40s transplanted into the modern day. She loves and cares about him. Her own feelings and her own relationships take priority over the quest. It doesn't matter to her that they're walking into a trap; she'll do whatever it takes to get her brother back.

Jason, on the other hand, is approaching the debate from the perspective of a soldier. His biggest concern is whether or not Nico is someone they can trust, and if he's worth risking their lives (and the quest and the world) to save.

Jason has no personal relationship with Nico at this point and no reason to trust him - especially considering Nico was travelling between both camps and said nothing to him during those several months Jason lived at CHB, and especially considering the number of times he's lied to and betrayed Percy over the years. Yes, the reasoning behind Nico's actions are sympathetic and valid, and the decision to keep secrets was out of his hands to a certain extent, but Jason's (and Percy's) hurt and distrust of him is valid too. WE know Nico can be trusted, but it makes sense that Jason doesn't given his experience with him.

Jason has been at Camp Jupiter since he was a literal toddler. The Roman legion is the only life he knows. He was born and raised to be a weapon for the gods. His entire story happens precisely because Hera/Juno wanted a champion. He was moulded to be the kind of person who follows the gods unquestioningly, and at this point in the series, he's only beginning to break out of that mentality (hence why him standing up to Zeus later in BoO is such a big moment for him). He prioritises the quest over Hazel's feelings because as a Roman leader, he was taught to prioritise the quest over all else.

And it's so interesting to me the way that this difference in opinion - Hazel prioritising Nico's life over the quest VS Jason prioritising the quest over Nico's life - ultimately leads to a fracture in their relationship and completely alters the way Hazel views Jason for the rest of HoO. In Jason's defence, he does apologise to Hazel fairly soon after this moment, but it's interesting to me that in HoH she's still clearly (and understandably!) bitter about the position he chose to take - to the point she wonders if Jason would abandon her too if he deemed it necessary for the quest - and in a way she isn't bitter towards Leo (iirc) despite him making the exact same points.

Because Jason was her friend. She looked up to and respected him. When he disappeared, she was among those who missed him and wanted him to come back. He was a fair, good, and just leader, so she assumed he would be on her side and fight for what she believed was right, but he isn't and he doesn't. When the time comes for Jason to support Hazel in rescuing someone important to her - in much the same way she supported his rescue - he fails her. He doesn't take her feelings or her trust in Nico into consideration. He weighs the cost-benefit analysis in his head, and isn't sure rescuing her brother is worth potentially walking into a trap.

And Hazel is hurt. Who wouldn't be? And Jason does try to make things right by apologising, but not immediately agreeing to stop your friend's brother from suffocating to death in a jar is a difficult argument to bounce back from.

idk. The way their different approaches to the "should we rescue Nico" debate causes their friendship to fall apart in this scene is so interesting to me <3

[scoobydoodean]

Looking at your recent posts/reblogs has reminded me of how much I hate the conversation between Dean and Bobby at the beginning of 4.22 when Dean is trying to deal with the fact that Sam has chosen to trust Ruby instead of him, when Dean can see that he’s obviously being manipulated, and, in response, Bobby just says

You stupid, stupid son of a bitch! Well, boo hoo, I am so sorry your feelings are hurt, princess! Are you under the impression that family's supposed to make you feel good?! Bake you an apple pie, maybe? They're supposed to make you miserable! That's why they're family!

and I feel like that line just summarizes how so many people view Dean both in the show & in discourse about it: that whenever he’s upset by something someone does, he’s being overdramatic, and the tension it creates is his fault for not just accepting that his loved ones will make him miserable.

(& the context of the quote is kind of the perfect example of this because Dean has spent the whole season trying to deal with his own trauma from hell & the fact that the angels won’t leave him alone while also continually giving Sam chances to be upfront about what’s going on with him and trying to warn him that Ruby is manipulating him into doing what she wants, and when that tension finally breaks because Sam refuses to believe—or even consider—any of Dean’s suspicions about Ruby, Dean is basically told by Bobby that he should just let it go)

I agree with you—and that speech is absolute trash.

To frame Bobby's reaction here a little, he and Dean have some conversations in 4.21 and 4.22 that I think leave Bobby pretty unsettled. I think his emotional reaction is driven by that.

In 4.21, Dean and Bobby don't see things the same way when it comes to Sam's demon blood detox and they also disagree on Dean intending to sacrifice himself by signing himself over to the angels to protect Sam. So I'd say leading into 4.22, Bobby is already apprehensive about Sam and Dean both being killed. We know he didn't weather Dean's death at the end of season 3 well.

In 4.22, right before Bobby blows up at him, Dean is also jumping to some conclusions about his relationship with Sam that are pretty extreme.

DEAN No, damnit! No. I gotta face the facts. Sam never wanted part of this family. He hated this life growing up. Ran away to Stanford first chance he got. Now it's like déjà vu all over again. Well, I am sick and tired of chasing him. Screw him, he can do what he wants. BOBBY You don't mean that. DEAN Yes I do, Bobby. Sam's gone. He's gone. I'm not even sure if he's still my brother anymore. If he ever was.

I think Dean having to work through thoughts like this is understandable given probably less than 24 hours ago, Sam was strangling him unconscious in absolutely seething rage, had spent the entirety of the season lying to Dean and then getting indignant when Dean caught on, and reiterated the incredibly damaging things he said about Dean's hell trauma from 4.14. At the same time, I don't think Dean's thinking straight. Sam's motivations in the demon blood arc are incredibly multi-faceted... but hating hunting or their family simply is not part of this situation. This is made most clear to us just a couple episodes before in 4.19 (where Sam tries to push Adam into hunting and praises their father for teaching them to protect themselves—and this certainly didn't go unnoticed by Dean who confronted him about it). The bit about not wanting to hunt hasn't been true in years and won't resurface again for several more. It seems like Dean is just swirling through a lot of unaddressed hurt and misunderstandings from the past as he processes through the last year.

I think Dean saying he is done trying and he has tried and tried and tried and he is not doing it anymore is completely reasonable (he also has no idea yet that Lilith is the last seal), but I think when presented with the harm Bobby knows Sam is doing to his body by proceeding, thinking about "his boys", Bobby sees Sam as being in more imminent danger and wants Dean to reach out one last time to try and get through to him. Dean's rare show of verbal processing sets Bobby on edge and because he's human too, he says some stupid things. And if we're being real, Bobby is like this sometimes. I love Bobby to death, and in a general sense, I think he's very caring and supportive toward the people he loves. But when he himself is scared or angry or otherwise agitated, his patience evaporates and other people's vulnerability makes him upset. "The Curious Case of Dean Winchester" is a more sympathetic example of this. Bobby is angry and raw and deeply depressed, and Dean's well-meaning love and support—no matter how casually offered—is received like poison because it reminds him that he is not okay. The same sort of language about Dean being a pansy and how they're both going to "grow lady parts" shows up from Bobby in this episode.

I go back and forth on what Kripke was thinking when he wrote that dialogue, because the man is absolutely obsessed with the exploration of "toxic masculinity", which I think he's done well at times and extremely poorly at others, and I think Bobby's speech clearly embodies that interest. At the same time, I actually do think that, leading into season 5, there are some aspects to the fallout of Sam and Dean's season 4 conflict that are ultimately just very lazily brushed over and so I do think he bought the shit he had Bobby shoveling to an extent. Setting the content and tone aside, in a vacuum, the idea that Dean has to be the one to reach out—while exhausting—plays into the idea of Dean as the hero character. And when I say this, I don't mean that Sam isn't a hero. Sam is VERY much trying to be the unconventional hero this season. But Dean is often made to embody the concept of the righteous hero as an ideal, and part of being the righteous hero in season 4 means ultimately being... right (in more ways than you even knew) but another part of it is having to be the bigger person. Your wrath has to be tempered by love. We could go further down this rabbithole as far as themes and meta narrative, but none of this, from a human perspective, makes me like this speech any more. It just sucks balls.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

I am proceeding orderly to your askbox, totally not running and stumbling over myself, humbly requesting the light of my life, Angel Neil. Or Mer AU, if Angel Neil isn't behaving and needs quiet time in the corner. (I haven't been paying much attention to Tumblr lately, I hope you're doing well!)

WIP Wednesday (9/25) | Guardian Angel Neil AU (Part 239)

"Her name was Lacey,” Bee says finally. “She said she saw ghosts."

"Past tense?"

"Past tense." Betsy repeats, looking solemn. "But there are no similarities between you and Lacey. You describe Neil as an angel, a being who would not hurt you. Her case was... Very different. I just wanted to be sure. And now I am. You have nothing to worry about.”

“Oh, I have plenty to worry about. Neil is not on the list.”

“If that ever changes, if Neil ever threatens you, I need you to tell me."

"He won't." 

"But if he does."

"Then I swear on hot chocolate and reality television that I will come to you first." Andrew says, holding up his hand as if he's testifying in court. Bee seems pleased by that. And amused. Andrew puts his hand down. “So… You're still of the mind that Neil's my imaginary friend, correct?"

"Or a harmless side effect of your medication."

Andrew sits there for a moment, pushes his tongue into his cheek. "What if he's not?"

"What if he's not harmless?" Bee asks, looking the slightest bit alarmed.

"No." Andrew gestures with his hand, trying to communicate without having to come up with words. "What if he isn't a side effect?"

"Are you suggesting that he is actually an angel here to protect you?"

"What I am suggesting, Betsy, is that it's a bit strange for him to only have shown up a few months ago when I have been taking these things for years."

"I…” Betsy closes her mouth. “That's a good point."

"So, what if the drugs have nothing to do with him? What if I'm just plain ol' psychotic?"

"I'm not sure that's a possibility, Andrew," Betsy says, flipping through his paperwork. "You have no family history of psychosis—"

"Oh Betsy, you forget who you're speaking to. I have no family history, period. If you recall, I only have two living relatives and they're both my age. My sperm donor could be tied down in a psych ward anywhere in the country and I would never know."

"Okay. You're right. It is possible. But I think the chances are pretty slim.”

“How slim?”

“Nearly non-existent.” Bee says. After a moment, she continues, “I have patients who are psychotic, Andrew. I’ve had patients who were schizophrenic. You do not exhibit the same symptoms as they do. I promise.”

"So I don't need to get fitted for a straight jacket."

"Exactly. Andrew, I'll reassure you as many times as you need me to. But I think you're fine. After June, we'll know if Neil was a side effect. If he sticks around after you're off your meds, we'll talk about it more. Okay?"

“I don’t think he’s a side effect, Betsy.” Andrew says. “I’ve seen him without them.”

“Without them?”

“At night when I come off them to sleep. Early in the morning before I’ve taken them.”

“Ah. Then, like I’ve been telling you, he’s a coping mechanism.” Betsy says. But she's wrong. Andrew has seen Neil eat and drink and hold things. He’s felt the angel’s warmth when they sat side by side. If Andrew has seen him sober, Neil is not a side effect. If Andrew is not psychotic, Neil is not a hallucination. That means he’s real. 

Boo hoo for Lacey, but Andrew's got an angel.

"I think you'd like Neil," Andrew says randomly.

“Of course I do. He’s good for you." Bee says, taking Andrew by surprise. She's said as much before, but not in so many words. As if answering an unasked question, she continues with, "You've told me that Neil encourages you to take care of yourself, to spend time with your family, to catch up on school work, and to take exy more seriously. These are positive things." 

“The rest I’ll give you. But exy will never be a positive.”

[dairy-farmer]

Saw some NICE Reverse Robins Art? And just? Eldest Blood Son Damian Wayne? All the gorgeous of BOTH his parents? A man who never felt his position threatened by these younger children? But still had that oldest sibling "they're talking my Father's love and attention AWAY from me" drama? Grew up. Lost his Tim.

Was BETRAYED by his maternal family, when they brought Tim BACK, mad from the pits, and never told him. The whole alt-timeline. Edgy Red Hood Tim. Red Bird Jason. Robin Dick.

But!

Multiverse shenanigans? Who is THIS?! It's a Cannon-adjacent Tim! He's HEROICALLY sacrificed himself by tackling the megalomaniac of the decade, into the Multiverse Destroying Portal BEFORE it could fully charge! While he, said maniac, held the control panel. Thereby shutting it down.

There had been no other way.

He had expected to be ripped to molecules.

But here he is, on the sort of Shitty Roofing that can only be Gotham infrastructure. So? No time to tremble in the face of near oblivion. Gotta beat this fuckers ass so hard his ANCESTORS rethink their life choices. Tim drags himself up. And makes Gotham proud.

Which is how Darkwing (Damian's edgy self chosen name he's now stuck with until his Father retires.) Finds him. Half dead and beating up a clear Supervillian, wearing Bat gear. Good enough for Damian. He'll get answers AFTER the scoundrel in imprisoned.

Only Tim passes the fuck out.

Wakes up, in the cave, to his own? But slightly different? Face. Two things jump out. One, that God awful skunk strip Jason was permanently stuck with after the pits (that he refuses to admit, is kinda sexy). And Two, either this Tim started Testosterone WAY earlier, somehow managed to keep to all his scheduled shots dispite Superhero Craziness, OR... this lucky bastard is Cis Gendered.

Unless maybe not?

Hey, Me, pronouns. (He/Him.) Nevermind! Bastard it is! Fuck you! Why do YOU get all the luck? I have to take shots! (I DIED.) OH, boo hoo, WE'VE ALL DIED! Ya'aint special! *Tim on Tim verbal violence intensifies*

No one can tell if... they are? Bonding? Or hate each other. Someone should stop them. Unfortunately, it has to be Bruce. Which is how they learn: No, actually, he DOESN'T know what universe he's from. It's never come up before and they don't have the technology. He expected to die.

It was a one way trip.

Now they have a New/Extra Tim. There are Tim Twins. One is An Angry Bad Boy. And the other? Strangely sexy. The competence kinks are developing by the minute.

Worse, for Damian? This Tim seems... almost? Baffled? By his politeness? Seems to expect violence and aggression? And become utterly FACINATED by him, once he realizes its not coming. Damian has never been the center of someone's attention like this. Had someone hang off his every word like this. It's breeding... Thoughts he shouldn't be having.

And RR!Tim is getting jealous. That's HIM. He should be interested in HIM. THEIR shared lives. Not Mr "ooooh look at meee, the Perfect Soooon". Other Tim should be... be like his TWIN. His BROTHER. HIS other half. His!

Bruce? Hates that he sees what could have been, in this Tim. Calm and collected. Not raging and destructive. A good Detective. A perfect Robin. Dedicated to The Mission. Not the unhealing, raging, wounded animal his son has become. He wants to protect this Tim. Hold him close. Cherish him. But he also loves HIS Tim. He feels so greedy.

And Jason? It's like the Red Bird he looked up to is BACK. Not the raging monster that swings between hating him and ignoring him. Even better! This Tim looks at HIM like he's some sort of miracle! So he plays up the spunky, the cute. Crawls into his lap and chats. Gets to hang out. Be the center of his world. He... he's in LOVE. Already formulating a long term plan. Gonna marry this Tim and have a house and kids and a dog! It'll be perfect.

Baby Dick? Robin? Was EXHAUSTED trying to hold everything together. Trying to pretend he didn't notice the tensions. Play the performance of "cute baby brother" to distract and defuse. Then this Timmy came! And FIXED everything. Took Dicks job like he'd been doing it for YEARS. Smiled so pretty and perfect. Told him he didn't have to pretend.

Like he KNEW Dick. Better then anyone else.

So maybe Dick goes... a little crazy. Follows him. Smells his stuff. Wants to crawl into his bed and DO things. But! He's not the only one! Everyone is going crazy! Timmy does that to people, he's decided. But it's okay. They're TIM'S people. So it's okay if they go crazy for him.

And really? It's just a matter of who's control breaks first. Because Tim adores them but doesn't think they'd be interested. Tim is situationally dense as bricks. They love him anyway.

-🐼🐼🐼

all of them intent on this tim not realizing the tim of their universe will never let them get dibs 😩

[physalian]

I think it must be an ace thing, 'cause whenever I see a character whose life is in shambles because they couldn't keep it in their pants, my first thought is "Buddy you didn't have to stick your dick in crazy, you did this to yourself".

And it's coming from a romance-loving author whose narrative very much defends the tragedy as something unavoidable, a "would you do any better in this situation?" scenario. Yes, actually, I would.

Give me a character who isn't swayed by somebody hot for once. Like, he won't betray his friends and family for some random sexy lady, or he won't risk his life or inheritance or reputation for said sexy lady. He'll risk it for family, or his friends, or, heck, a puppy.

Sometimes, the shmuck in question knows this. Sometimes they really did have no idea or there was some coersion or manipulation at play as opposed to "I know this is dangerous but I want it so so badly".

But a lot of the times it's "yeah I lost my inheritance because I got caught with this pretty little thing and ruined my family's reputation" or something.

Zero sympathy, bucko. You traded security for a quick romp in the sheets and these are the consequences of your actions. Boo hoo.

Or any situation where a character, after being told by multiple other characters it's a bad idea, still courts a snake, and then acts completely gobsmacked when they're paying for it later.

[layce2015]

Supernatural (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader)

Lucifer Rising

Masterlist pt 1

Masterlist pt 2

Dean was staring out the window, brooding. We had returned from the motel to Bobby's house and told Bobby what happened...well, I told Bobby. Dean didn't really speak much since we left and I was honestly scared to say anything to him. 

I know he's hurt and angry, so was I, but I just didn't know what to say to him. The whole drive back, we sat there in silence and I placed a comforting hand on his leg. He lowered his right hand and goes to grab my hand and, at first, I was worried he was gonna reject my comforting hand but he took my hand in his and held onto it, tightly. I ran my thumb over his knuckles and the two of us stayed like that until we made back to Bobby's.

"Dean? Dean! You listen to a word I said?" Bobby asked Dean. "Yeah, I heard you. I'm not calling him." Dean said. "Don't make me get my gun, boy." Bobby threatened and Dean turns to face him. "We are damn near kickoff for Armageddon, don't you think we got bigger fish at the moment?" Dean asked him.

"I know you're pissed. And I'm not making apologies for what he's done, but he's your--" Bobby started to say but Dean talks over him. "Blood? He's my blood, is that what you were gonna say?" he asked. "He's your brother. And he's drowning." Bobby said. 

"Bobby, we tried to help him, we did. Look what happened. He almost killed Dean..." I said. "So try again." Bobby said and Dean shakes his head. "It's too late." He said. "There's no such thing." said Bobby.

"No, damnit! No. I gotta face the facts. Sam never wanted part of this family. He hated this life growing up. Ran away to Stanford first chance he got. Now it's like déjà vu all over again." Dean yells as he goes to sit down. "Well, I am sick and tired of chasing him. Screw him, he can do what he wants." Dean growls and I look at Bobby then back at Dean.

"You don't mean that." I said and Dean looks up at me. "Yes I do, (y/n). Sam's gone. He's gone. I'm not even sure if he's still my brother anymore. If he ever was." Dean said and I felt pity for him while Bobby turns and leans on the table, fuming.

"Dean..." I started to say, softly, when Bobby makes a big angry sweep with his hands, tossing books and papers to the ground. He advances on Dean, who stands. "You stupid, stupid son of a bitch! Well, boo hoo, I am so sorry your feelings are hurt, princess! Are you under the impression that family's supposed to make you feel good?! Bake you an apple pie, maybe? They're supposed to make you miserable! That's why they're family!" Bobby yells at him, which made me jump back at this. 

"I told him, you walk out that door, don't come back and he walked out anyway! That was his choice!" Dean yells back at him. "You sound like a whiny brat. No, you sound like your dad. Well, let me tell you something. Your dad was a coward." Bobby sneers. "Oh no." I muttered as Dean glares at Bobby. "My dad was a lot of things, Bobby, but a coward?" Dean said, questioning.

"He'd rather push Sam away than reach out to him. Well, that don't strike me as brave. You are a better man than your daddy ever was. So you do all of us a favor. Don't be him." Bobby said and Dean turns back to staring out the window.

Bobby and I lower our heads and look at the floor then I raise my head up to see Dean gone. "What the hell?" I said and Bobby looks up to see him gone as well. "Where did he go?" Bobby asked and I start to put two and two together. "The Angels." I said and now I start to get worried.

*3rd Person POV*

Dean turns around, only to find himself in a large, lavishly appointed room. The walls are painted white with gold trim and accents, and a marble table stands in the center. "Hello, Dean." a voice said behind him and he turns to see Castiel standing behind him. "It's almost time." He said and Dean furrows his brow at this.

*(y/n)'s POV*

​​​​​​"Well, what now?" Bobby asked as I sit in a chair, head in my hands. "I don't know, Bobby. I wish to God, I knew what was going on..." I groaned as my head felt heavy. "You okay?" Bobby asked and I shake my head. "Honestly, Bobby, I'm not sure. Sam drinking demon blood, Dean now angel-napped by the freakin' angels since he basically told them he'll be their bitch, and I'm just...I haven't gotten alot of sleep lately and feel just...worn down and now the apocalypse looming over us...it's just...too much." I cried then I look back at Bobby. 

"Sorry, about the bitchin'..." I said and Bobby places a hand on my shoulder. “You don’t need to apologize. This is some serious crap we’re stuck in.” Bobby said. “That’s an understatement. I miss the days when this job was just about vengeful spirits and folklore monsters.” I muttered, rubbing my forehead.

“You ain’t the only one. I’m getting too old for this crap.” Bobby grumbled and I let out a weak chuckle. “Alright, Sam’s gone, the angels got Dean, and we’re stuck here with our thumbs up our asses. What are we gonna do?” Bobby asked. I let out a heavy sigh, shaking my head. “I guess…I guess the only option is to try and find Sam. He’s all we got left right now. Maybe after hearing that Dean got angel-napped he’ll snap out it and help us.” I said, a bit of hope in my voice. “Dean’s still his brother. He’ll come back around for him.” Bobby assured me. “I hope so.” I muttered, thinking back to the last thing Dean said to him.

Bobby patted me on the shoulder and walk around his desk. “Alright, I’ll stay here and call some hunters. Maybe someone has seen Sam or has any idea where the angels might have taken Dean.” He said, sitting down and pulling out a book full of contacts.

I nodded. “Call me as soon you got something.” I said, standing up and walking to door. “You got it. And (Y/n)...” Bobby said, I stop in doorway of the library the led into the hallway, and turn back to look at him. “We’ll get the boys back.” He assured me, I smile slightly and nodded.

*3rd Person POV*

Dean pokes around the room, looking at the magnificent pastoral paintings on the walls. He turns back to the table and finds that it now holds a silver bowl packed with ice and full of beer bottles, and a large platter of hamburgers. He picks up a beer bottle and looks at it.

"Hello, Dean. You're looking fit." A voice said and Dean turns to see Zachariah. "Well, how 'bout this? The Suite Life of Zach and Cas." Dean jokes, setting the beer down, but the two angels look at him, blankly. "It's a...never mind. So, what is this? Where the hell am I?" Dean asked them

"Call it a Green Room. We're closing in on the grand finale, here. We want to keep you safe before showtime." Zachariah said then he indicates to the food on the table. "Try a burger. They're your favorite. From that seaside shack in Delaware. You were 11, I think." Zachariah said. "I'm not hungry." Dean said. "No? How about Ginger from season 2 of Gilligan's Island? You do have a thing for her, don't you?" Zachariah asked and Dean furrows his brow at him.

"I have a good woman, thank you. Let's...bail on the holodeck, okay? I want to know what the game plan is." Dean said. "Let us worry about that. We want you...focused, relaxed." Zachariah said. "Well, I'm about to be pissed and leaving, so start talking, Chuckles." Dean said, impatiently, and Zachariah sighs. "All the seals have fallen. Except one."

"That's an impressive score. That's...that's right up there with the Washington Generals." Dean jokes. "You think sarcasm's appropriate, do you? Considering...you started all this? But the final seal...it'll be different." Zachariah said. "Why?" Dean asked. "Lilith has to break it. She's the only one who can. Tomorrow night -- midnight." Zachariah said.

"Where?" asked Dean. "We're working on it." Zachariah said. "Well, work harder." Dean demanded. "We'll do our job. You just make sure you do yours." Zachariah said, in a firm tone. "Yeah, and what is that, exactly? If I'm supposed to be the one that stops her, how? With the knife?" Dean asked, angrily. "All in good time." Zachariah said.

"Isn't now a good time?" Dean asked, annoyed. "Have faith." Zachariah said, smirking. "What, in you? Give me one good reason why I should." Dean challenged and Zachariah gets in Dean’s face. "Because you swore your obedience. So obey." Zachariah growls and Dean looks past him at Castiel, who looks down guiltily.

*(y/n)'s POV*

After Bobby drops me off to my safehouse, I go up to the shed behind it and enter inside. Then I walk over to the cloth tarp and pull it off, revealing my motorcycle. I smile as it has been awhile since I've driven this and I kinda miss it.

I grab the keys out of the bowl on a table nearby. I mount the bike, turning it on and felt the engine come on. The roar of the bike makes me smile as it only reminds me the times Dad took me on this bike when I was a kid.

I rev up the engine and start to take off back to Cold Springs, maybe going back there and find clues will help find Sam.

I had been driving for awhile when I felt a pain sear through my head, like a sudden headache. I groan and then pull my bike on the side of the road, to avoid any traffic, then shut it off. I take my helmet off and place my hands over my head as the pain kept hitting me. Then I got flashes of a hospital, then a woman and then Sam and Ruby. I let out a yell as the flash shift and they had the nurse tied down to a table, her eyes black.

"Sam..." I groaned as my head felt like it was gonna split open. Then it subsided and I start takes some deep breathes and let them out. Oh God, are my visions coming back?!​​​​​ I thought as I regain myself and slowly get up on the motorcycle.

Once my head was cleared, I opened my phone and dialed Bobby's number. "Bobby, I think my visions are coming back." I said to him.

*3rd Person POV*

After the angels left, Dean paced along the room, holding his phone and considers it. "Ah, screw it." he mutters and he opens the phone and dials. "It's Sam. Leave me a message." Sam's voice-mail said then there was a beep.

"Hey, it's me. Uh..." Dean starts before he clears his throat. "Look, I'll just get right to it. I'm still pissed...and I owe you a serious beatdown. But...I shouldn't have said what I said. You know, I'm not Dad. We're brothers. You know, we're family. And, uh...no matter how bad it gets, that doesn't change. Sammy, I'm sorry." Dean said, his voice shaking a bit before the voice-mail beeps then he hangs up.

Minutes, or hours Dean didn't know, when by and he began to get frustrated. He pokes at one of the numerous figurines on one of the many mantlepieces and tips it deliberately to the ground. It shatters with a crash just as Castiel appears behind him. Dean turns around, looking slightly guilty.

"You asked to see me?" Castiel asked him and Dean clears his throat. "Yeah, listen, I, uh, I-I need something." Dean said. "Anything you wish." Castiel said. "I need you to take me to see Sam." Dean said. "Why?" Castiel asked him. "There's something I got to talk to him about." Dean replied.

"What's that?" Castiel asked. "The B.M. I took this morning." Dean said, sarcastically. "What's it to you? Just make it snappy." He said. "I don't think that's wise." Castiel said. "Well, I didn't ask you for your opinion." Dean growls.

"Have you forgotten what happened the last time you met?" Castiel asked him. "No. That's the whole point. Listen, I'm gonna do whatever you mooks want, okay? I just need to tie up this one thing. Five minutes -- that's all I need." Dean said. "No." Castiel said, firmly.

"What do you mean, no? Are you saying that I'm trapped here?" Dean asked. "You can go wherever you want." said Castiel. "Super. I want to go see Sam." Dean said. "Except there." Castiel said.

"Then I want to see (y/n)." Dean said. "Why?" Castiel asked. "Cause she's probably losing her mind on where I am. Just want to talk to her." Dean said. "Fine. I'll go with you." Castiel said. "Alone." Dean said. "No." Castiel said. "You know what? Screw this noise. I'm out of here." Dean growls and he heads for the door.

"Through what door?" Castiel asked and Dean turns to face him, frowning. When he turns back, the door has been replaced by a smooth wall. He turns back to face Castiel, who has also disappeared. "Damn it." Dean growls, angrily.

*(y/n)'s POV*

I made it to the Cold Springs and was getting off of the bike and started to walk along the street when a sharp pain goes through my head. I placed my hands over my face as I got another vision and this time I see Sam and Ruby sitting in a car while a female voice was screaming from the trunk.

Then it switched to when they had the girl tied down and she was saying something but the only words I made out was St. Mary's.

Then I came back to and I shake my head. I go and dig in my pocket to pull out phone and dial Bobby's number. But as I raise my head I noticed I wasn't in the town of Cold Springs but a very fancy looking room, white and gold. "What the hell?" I said as I heard the dead tone on my phone.

"(Y/n)?" A voice said and I put away my phone in my pocket and turn around to see Dean. "Dean!" I exclaimed, relieved, and I run over to him and we hugged. 

"Now you have her, will you quit hurling feces like a howler monkey? It's unbecoming." A different voice said and we pull back from our hug and I see an older man with little to no hair wearing a business like suit. Then the man nods at me. "Hello, Ms (l/n). I'm Zachariah." He introduced and Dean goes to push me behind him, protectively.

"Let us out of here." Dean demanded. "Like I told you: too dangerous out there. Demons on the prowl." Zachariah said. "I've been getting my ass kicked all year. Now you're sweating my safety? You're lying. I want to see my brother." Dean yells. "That's...ill-advised." Zachariah said.

"You know, I am so sick of your crap riddles and your smug, fat face. What the hell is going on, huh? Why can't I see Sam? And how am I gonna ice Lilith?" Dean asked him, angrily, and Zachariah sighs. "You're not...Going to ice Lilith." He said and I furrow my brow at this.

"What?" Dean and I asked. "Lilith's going to break the final seal. Fait accompli at this point. Train's left the station." Zachariah said. "But me, (y/n) and Sam, we can stop..." Dean said but then he stops. "You don't want to stop it, do you?" he asked and Zachariah smiles. "Nope. Never did. The end is nigh. The apocalypse is coming, kiddo, to a theater near you." he said.

"What was all that crap about saving seals?" I asked him, angrily. "Our grunts on the ground -- we couldn't just tell them the whole truth. We'd have a full-scale rebellion on our hands. I mean, think about it. Would we really let 65 seals get broken unless senior management wanted it that way?" Zachariah said and my jaw drops at this. 

"But why?" Dean asked and Zachariah shrugs. "Why not? The apocalypse? Poor name, bad marketing -- puts people off. When all it is is Ali/Foreman. On a...slightly larger scale. And we like our chances. When our side wins -- and we will -- it's paradise on earth. Now, what's not to like about that?" He asked. "What happens to all the people during your little pissing contest?" Dean asked. "Well...you can't make an omelet without cracking a few eggs. In this case...truckloads of eggs, but you get the picture. Look...it happens. This isn't the first planetary enema we've delivered." Zachariah said.

And it seemed that Dean was looking at something as Zachariah was following his gaze. "Uh, no, Dean. Probably shouldn't try to bash my skull in with that thing. Wouldn't end up too pleasant for you." He said. "What about Sam? He won't go quietly. He'll stop Lilith." I yelped and Zachariah inhales deeply. "Sam...has a part to play. A very important part. He may need a little nudging in the right direction, but I'll make sure he plays it." Zachariah replied.

"What does that mean? What are you gonna do to him?" Dean asked him. "Sam, Sam, Sam. Marcia, Marcia, Marcia. Forget about him, would you? You have larger concerns. Why do you think I'm confiding in you? You're still vital, Dean. We weren't lying about your destiny. Just...omitted a few pertinent details. But nothing's changed. You are chosen. You will stop it. Just...not Lilith, or the apocalypse. That's all." He explains. 

"Which means?" Dean asked and Zachariah gestures to a painting on a wall of an angel flying over another winged person with his spear raised, as if he's going to stab him. "Lucifer. You're going to stop Lucifer. You're our own little Russell Crowe complete with a surly attitude. And when it's over...and when you've won...your rewards will be...unimaginable. Peace, happiness...two virgins and seventy sluts. Oh, I mean seventy-one sluts, gotta add Ms (l/n) there." He chuckles and I glare at him.

"What did you just say?!" I growled and Dean holds me back from attacking this asshole. "Trust me -- one day, we'll look back on this and laugh." Zachariah said. "Tell me something. Where's God in all this?" Dean asked him. "God? God has left the building." Zachariah replied and my eyes widen, in shock, at this.

*3rd Person POV* 

Dean kept attempting to call Sam again while (y/n) paces the room. "So your visions are back?" Dean asked (y/n) as he tries to call Sam. "I guess...I honestly didn't get much except for the words, St. Mary's." (Y/n) said as Dean listens into his phone but could hear only static. "You can't reach him, Dean. You're outside your coverage zone." Castiel said as he appears behind the two and they turn to him.

"What are you gonna do to Sam?" Dean asked him. "Nothing. He's gonna do it to himself." Castiel said. "What's that supposed to mean?" (y/n) asked and Castiel looks down. "Oh, right, right. Got to toe the company line." Dean grumbles and he sighs.

"Why are you here, Cas?" He asked him. "We've been through much together, you and I. And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry it ended like this." Castiel said to him. "Sorry?" Dean said, disbelieving, then he punches Castiel, who hardly flinches. (Y/n) jumped a bit at this while Dean turns and flexes his hand in pain. "It's Armageddon, Cas. You need a bigger word than sorry." Dean yells at him.

"Try to understand -- this is long foretold. This is your..." Castiel started to say but Dean talks over him. "Destiny? Don't give me that holy crap. Destiny, God's plan...It's all a bunch of lies, you poor, stupid son of a bitch! It's just a way for your bosses to keep me and keep you in line! You know what's real? People, families -- that's real. And you're gonna watch them all burn?" Dean yelled.

"What is so worth saving? I see nothing but pain here. I see inside you. I see your guilt, your anger, confusion. In paradise, all is forgiven. You'll be at peace. Even with Sam and (y/n)." Castiel said and Dean glares at him. "You can take your peace...and shove it up your lily-white ass. 'Cause I'll take the pain and the guilt. I'll even take Sam as is. It's a lot better than being some Stepford bitch in paradise. This is simple, Cas! No more crap about being a good soldier. There is a right and there is a wrong here, and you know it." Dean said and Castiel turns away.

"Look at me!" Dean shouts and he grabs Castiel's shoulder and turns him back to face him. "You know it! You were gonna help me once, weren't you? You were gonna warn me about all this, before they dragged you back to Bible camp. Help us -- now. Please." Dean said, gesturing between him and (y/n).

"What would you have me do?" Castiel asked him. "Get us to Sam. We can stop this before it's too late." (y/n) said. "I do that, we will all be hunted. We'll all be killed." Castiel said. "If there is anything worth dying for...this is it." Dean said and Castiel shakes his head and looks down. "You spineless..." Dean said as he turns and walks away. "…soulless son of a bitch. What do you care about dying? You're already dead. We're done." Dean said.

"Dean --" Castiel mutters. "We're done!" Dean yells at him and he turns to look behind him, but (y/n) was the only one standing there.

Castiel was standing at a riverfront, staring out at the water as he thinks over what Dean had said. He started to feel some sort've emotion after the argument he and Dean just had. And Castiel had no idea what else to do or where to go after this.

He lowers his head then sighs. "Ariel..." he mutters, as if she could hear him. He wasn't for sure if she'd come but he needed to try; to help Dean, Sam and (y/n), he needed her help. Castiel looks upwards towards the sky and begins praying, hoping that Ariel will hear it.

“Ariel, you were right, I regret taking my order. I know they are wrong but still I follow them. As you said it, I’m scared. I’ve been a loyal servant of Haven for so long, that idea of thinking for myself is terrifying. I wish I could go back to how things were before." Castiel said before he sighs again. "Before I raised Dean Winchester out of hell. Everything seemed so much simpler. But I can’t, I’m here now and I know that keeping Dean and (Y/n) from Sam is wrong. Not just wrong, dangerous. You’re brother, Lucifer should never be released. He and Michael will destroy this beautiful planet. Destroy God’s greatest creations. I can’t turn a blind eye anymore…I don’t want to. The first time we spoke, you said no one can tell me what to do. No one but myself. But please…just this once. Give me advice on what to do. Please help me.” he said, a bit desperately, and he looks around himself but doesn't see her.

His heart sank as he started to think Ariel was ignoring him and he goes to turn around, only to see Ariel standing behind him. He stops and stares at her, shocked, and she smiles. "What took you so long?" She asked, jokingly.

Back at the hostage room, Dean and (y/n) pace along the room. Dean pauses in front of the platter of hamburgers and considers, (y/n) walks up next to him. He takes one, when s,uddenly, Castiel appears behind them, grabs them by the shoulder, and shoves both of them against the wall, pressing his hands over Dean's and (y/n)'s mouths and drawing a knife. A moment passes while they stare at each other, then the couple nods slightly.

Castiel lets them go then he draws the knife across his forearm and takes the blood with his other hand, smearing it on the wall to form the angel banishing sigil. "Castiel!" Zachariah shouts as he appears. "Would you mind explaining just what the hell you're doing?" He asked while Castiel  finishes drawing and slams his hand in the center of the sigil. In a violent flash of white light, Zachariah vanishes.

Castiel looks around himself then Ariel appears behind (y/n). "Is he gone?" Ariel asked, making (y/n) and Dean jump. "What the hell?" (Y/n) said, startled. "Who the hell are you?" Dean asked her. "This is Ariel, she's an angel." Castiel said, gesturing to her. "Just know that I'm here to help. We have to find Sam now." Ariel said to Dean and (y/n).

"I think I kinda know where. I had a vision before Zachariah angel-napped me and I remember hearing something about St. Mary's." (Y/n) said and Ariel and Castiel share a look. "It's a start." Ariel said and Castiel nods. "I think I know someone who will know what that is." Castiel said then Ariel turns to Dean and (y/n).

"We have to stop him from killing Lilith." She said.  "But Lilith's gonna break the final seal." Dean said. "Lilith is the final seal. She dies, the end begins." Ariel informs and Dean's and (y/n)'s eyes widen at this.

Chuck is on the phone with an escort service, pacing in his kitchen. The document on his computer screen reads Supernatural – Lucifer Rising by Carver Edlund. "Oh, yeah? Really? At the same time? Really? Wow. T-that sounds...moist." Chuck said into his phone and the woman laughs. "Well, it can be."

"Uh, what are your rates?" he asked. "We can get you one girl, one hour -- $1,000." the woman explains. "Okay. Then, uh, I'll take 20 girls for the whole night." he said and the woman on the phone was taken aback by this. "I'm not sure you can afford that." she said. "Lady, sometimes you got to live like there's no tomorrow." Chuck said when Castiel, Dean, (y/n) and Ariel appear suddenly and Chuck looks up in shock at them.

"Wait. T-t-this isn't supposed to happen." Chuck stammers. "Sir?" the woman asked and Chuck turns back to his phone. "No, lady, this is definitely supposed to happen, but I just got to call you back." he said and he hangs up and looks between the four.

"So, St. Mary's is a convent?" Dean asked Chuck after he told them the information they needed. "Yeah, but you guys aren't supposed to be there. You're not in this story." Chuck said. "Yeah, well..." Castiel said then he glances at Dean, (y/n) and Ariel. "We're making it up as we go." He said.

Then Chuck's computer screen flickers as a great rumbling begins, accompanied by a blinding white light. "Aw, man! Not again! No!" Chuck exclaimed. "It the Archangel!" Castiel said and Ariel turns to Dean and (y/n). "Cas and I will hold him off! We'll hold them all off! Just stop Sam!" she said and she touches Dean's and (y/n)'s forehead, transporting them away.

Immediately, Dean and (y/n) appear in an empty part of the convent. They look around then at each other before they walk down a hallway.

Castiel, Ariel and Chuck stand side by side to face what comes. Chuck places a hand on Castiel's shoulder and the other hand on Ariel's arm; The two angels give him a look, and Chuck drops his hands in embarrassment.

Sam enters the sanctuary and flings out a hand, Lilith flings across the room and slam into the altar and fall to the ground. Sam, with Ruby behind him, advances on Lilith and flings out his hand again, making Lilith forced back against the altar. Dean and (y/n) come around a corner and see what is happening in the sanctuary.

Runy looks back at the two and smiles. She puts out a hand and the doors to the sanctuary close while Sam walks towards Lilith. "I've been waiting for this...for a very long time." Sam growls. "Then give me your best shot." Lilith taunts.

Sam reaches out a hand, throwing his power at her. White light shines on Lilith and she cries out in pain. He then lowers his hand, the light fades and he heads voices. "Sam!" Dean's and (y/n)'s voices shout from the closed door. Sam turns to look at the door.

"Sam!" Dean and (y/n) shout as they bang on the door. "Sam!" They scream. "Dean? (y/n)?" Sam said, confused,  as he stares at the door. "What are you waiting for?! Now! Sam, now!" Ruby shouts at him as he continues to stare at the door.

"You turned yourself into a freak. A monster. And now you're not gonna bite? I'm sorry, but that is honestly adorable." Lilith laughs and Sam faces her then raises his hand again. His eyes turn black as he concentrates his power and hurls it at Lilith. She convulses several times, her body glowing and flickering until, at last, she goes limp. Sam's eyes turn back to normal.

Dean keeps trying to shoulder charge the door but (y/n) stops him. "Wait, wait, wait." She said and Dean stops and (y/n) raises her hand, using her powers to open the door. Dean steps aside as she does this.

Blood pours out of Lilith's body in a steady stream; the stream is flowing in what looks like a very deliberate direction. "What the hell?" Sam asked, confused. "I can’t believe it." Ruby mutters and Sam turns to her.

"Ruby, what’s going on?" He asked her. "You did it. I mean, it was a little touch-and-go there for a while, but...you did it." Ruby said and Sam looks at her, confused. "What? What -- what did I do?" he asked. "You opened the door. And now he's free at last. He's free at last!" Ruby exclaimed.

"No, no, no. No, he -- Lilith -- I stopped her. I killed her!" Sam said, in denial. "And it is written that the first demon shall be the last seal. And you bust her open." Ruby said, feverently, then Sam puts his hands to his head. "Now guess who's coming to dinner." Ruby said, laughing. "Oh, my God." Sam whispers, devastated.

"Guess again. You don't even know how hard this was! All the demons out for my head. No one knew. I was the best of those sons of bitches! The most loyal! Not even Alastair knew! Only Lilith! Yeah, I'm sure you're a little angry right now, but, I mean, come on, Sam! Even you have to admit -- I'm -- I'm awesome!" she exclaims, happily, as Sam stares at her, disbelieving before it turns to anger.

"You bitch. You lying bitch!" He growls and he thrusts his hands at her, trying to use his powers, but he drops, clutching his head instead. "Don't hurt yourself, Sammy. It's useless. You shot your payload on the boss." Ruby informed him. "The blood...You poisoned me." Sam groans and Ruby kneels in front of him.

"No. It wasn't the blood. It was you...and your choices. I just gave you the options, and you chose the right path every time. You didn't need the feather to fly, you had it in you the whole time, Dumbo! I know it's hard to see it now...but this is a miracle. So long coming. Everything Azazel did, and Lilith did. Just to get you here. And you were the only one who could do it." She said. "Why? W-why me?" Sam asked her. "Because...because it had to be you, Sammy. It always had to be you. You saved us. You set him free. And he's gonna be grateful. He's gonna repay you in ways that you can't even imagine." she said and (y/n) was finally able to break the door open with her powers and Dean draws the knife.

Ruby stands to confront them. "You're too late." she said. "I don't care." Dean growls as he advances on her and (y/n) holds her hand out, and Ruby's body stiffens as if she's frozen. Then Dean stabs Ruby, she flickers with light, then crumples to the floor, dead.

(Y/n) lowers her hand then her and Dean look over at Sam, who looks devastated. "I'm sorry." he said, broken, then Dean and (y/n) go to hug him.

The blood pouring out of Lilith had finished its pattern on the floor. A brilliant white light shoots up from the central point of the pattern and the convent begins to tremble, making the trio turn to look at it.

"Sammy, let's go." Dean said but Sam grabs their arms. "Guys...he's coming." Sam said as he stares at the light. Dean and (y/n) stare at the light, their hearts beating in fear, as another flash of white engulfs them.

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This is a little rant I would post on my FB, if I had the ability to be safe on there but because of multiple reasons, I cannot put myself into a space where I am knife-catted by people IRL, so content warning for religious mention and also not the most inclusive language because again, not safe for me even though I wanted to add so much more and I'm sorry I didn't edit it

To the Christians who defend their voting for Trump; in what world does he show Christ-like love? All he has spouted is hatred for people of other colors and cultures, of other countries, has called Hitler's generals loyal, has been convicted of multiple things yet won't receive jail time because of the immunity a president and president elect has.

Is it because he claims he'll make the economy better? Guess what, he's giving tax breaks to the top 1%, not middle class. Prices will go up because of him with his tariffs.

Is it because he's "getting rid of illegal immigrants"? Guess what, those people bring so much to our economy and just want a better life for themselves and their children more often than not. What the fuck is wrong with people wanting to live safely in another country.

Is it because he'll ban abortions? I sure hope none of your female family members have a miscarriage because a medical abortion is also what D&Cs are, meaning if they're made illegal there will be a whole other problem.

You hate the fact people have rights like gay marriage and hormone therapy? Boo fucking hoo.

You elected a convict when in 2016 that is the exact reason you didn't want Hilary Clinton in there.

[scripted-downfall]

One of the things that pisses me off most about Sam freaking Winchester is his tendency to claim the title of "the emotionally aware one" or "the empathetic one", ostensibly "try" to help someone only when it's convenient for him, and then turn around and revoke or rescind that help the second it's not.

This happens a number of times, but some examples include:

s02e09 Croatoan: "No, no, no, no, Dean. You're my brother, all right? So whatever weight you're carrying, let me help a little bit." followed by Dean telling him about John's last order (complete with Dean actually begging him to lie low for a bit) and Sam directly contravening that by leaving in the middle of the night (when he knew it'd hurt Dean to not know where his brother was, thus making the weight he was carrying worse) in s02e10 "Hunted"

The aftermath of Hell??? Like sir, wtf??? s04e08 "Wishful Thinking" has "Dean, look, you can't just shoulder this thing alone. You got to let me help." and then, when he finally tells Sam about Hell in s04e10 "Heaven and Hell", "Dean… Dean, look, you held out for 30 years. That's longer than anyone would have." And then there's Sam in s04e14 "Sex and Violence" going: "You're too busy sitting around feeling sorry for yourself. Whining about all the souls you tortured in hell. Boo hoo." (Yes, I know that the second quote was under the influence of the siren's drug, but the whole point is that it was exposing inner thoughts, so. Still counts.)

Every episode touching on the Gadreel business. Going from s08e14 "Trial and Error" ("I want to slam hell shut, too, okay? But I want to survive it. I want to live, and so should you. You have friends up here, family. I mean, hell, you even got your own room now. You were right, okay? I see light at the end of this tunnel. And I'm sorry you don't – I am. But it's there. And if you come with me, I can take you to it.") to s09e13 "The Purge" ("I was ready to die. I was ready. I should have died, but you… You didn't want to be alone, and that's what all this boils down to. You can't stand the thought of being alone.")

This is kinda a part of the last bullet point, but there's a backwards example in Dean's subsequent death... Sam pulls out the s09e13 "The Purge" "No, Dean. I wouldn't. Same circumstances…I wouldn't." line because he wants to hurt his brother, and yet, the second things go wrong, he wants to take it back: "What happened with you being okay with this?" "I lied. (s09e23 "Do You Believe in Miracles?")

And there are more, but these are just the prominent examples that spring to mind now. I might add more if I come up with them, though.

And, to me, this is really bad. Because Sam knows that he's inflicting serious damage, and seems to actively want to do so. (All of the above were examples chosen precisely because they're examples of Sam consciously having "made an effort" to help Dean with a certain issue/fear/concern, and then throwing that very thing back in his face to win a battle.)

And, like... it's great that he's willing to try and help when the situation is rosy. But it really doesn't help that he sets it up as something that can be taken away at a moment's notice. Especially given that this is precisely what their father did: give positive reinforcement only when something was going his way, and pull it away again or use it as a weapon whenever his will is challenged.

And the amount of damage that's bound to do to Dean... I mean, he already spent his whole childhood and adolescence being told that he only mattered in relation to his usefulness, his ability to follow listen to orders, his willingness to accept other peoples' ways of running things without complaint, etc. His feelings? His emotions? His hopes for the future? Oh, those don't matter. And then here's Sam. And Sam... Sam acts like John was wrong. Sam says that a lot. And Sam's the smart one. So Dean maybe (maybe) lets himself believe that. It's hard, and he doesn't always buy it, but he gets a little bit better at it. But the second he pisses off Sam? All those statements about him deserving better --- about how Dean (how everyone) had an innate right to be treated in certain ways, judgements of worth aside --- fly out the window. Then, the fact that he dared to actually presume that he deserved something more is all the more ludicrous because even the person who's been helping him sees how damn worthless he is. And the whole cycle repeats over and over again through the series, until it's this jagged zig-zag that is likely hell on his mental state.

(See below the cut for a personal anecdote that I feel is relevant to this/gives insight to it. It's very me-oriented, though, and I feel kinda selfish for including it, so I'm leaving it as optional. Don't click if you don't wanna see it. No trigger warnings to my knowledge or anything; it's just not solely fandom.)

I always knew I hated Sam for this, but I'd never actually put it into words. And then, recently, something similar happened in the middle of a conflict with a friend. My head often isn't friendly, and I had a friend who helped with that. He was one of a small subset of people I could rely on to help me with certain issues. He was one of my closest friends at the time, and he knew a lot that I've only told about one or two other people. And then we get into a fight and I receive a full two paragraph rant about how horrible I am, tearing into exactly the stuff I've told him I'm concerned about, everything that he'd at least tried to help me with, etc. And I feel worse than I ever did before because even he had given up on me.

And this wasn't my brother. This was someone I trusted, yes, but we'd still not known each other for anywhere near as long as Dean's known Sam. I've not sacrificed nearly as much for him as Dean has for Sam. I've certainly not built my whole life around his esteem the way Dean has for Sam. So if this is how I feel... what does that say about Dean?

[turtlemagnum]

last night i cooked these shitty steaks my mom's boyfriend bought expecting her to cook them. i think i made the taste itself about as good as it could've been, but by god was the cut of meat horrific. it was so thin and tough, i finally understand why some people don't like their steaks well done because now i've had bad well done steak. both my mom and her boyfriend complained about me over-seasoning the steak. my mom made the vegetables and funnily enough, i felt like they were under-seasoned. still, we were hungry afterwards, which then led us to discovering that my mom's wallet was missing. her boyfriend was, of course, nothing but a nuisance. constantly getting in the way, asking asinine questions, so on. we realized that it could've been at the restaurant we went to the night prior, and as i looked up their number it turned out we were just 10 minutes from them closing, but they did in fact have it. so that definitely alleviated a lot of stress.

this forced her shitty boyfriend to have to pay for the 10 dollars wendy's was gonna cost us. boo fuckin hoo. i noticed on my way down the stairs with him, i was shakier and slower than usual. i guess the stress of her losing her wallet got to me more than i realized. then, of course, there was the stress of being in the car with the cuntweasel himself. the other night they got into an argument about how he uses GPS for things he should know by now (because GPS is annoying and inefficient), and he claimed that he knew "the areas he cares about" like the back of his hand. this is supposed to be one of the areas he cares about. you know what he did on the way to wendy's? turned on GPS. you wanna know how to get to the wendy's from our apartments? take a right out of the fucking parking lot and go straight for a few minutes. he should fucking know that. i fucking knew that, and i don't live here full time. combine that with him just being a bad driver and whiny little bitch, that made that car ride far more difficult than it should've been.

i, of course, stayed quiet. i find the man deeply insufferable, but i really don't wanna start shit because inevitably that would lead to even more whining. so when we got there, imagine how hard it was for me to keep quiet when we got to the wendy's and the line was long enough that he bitched for a solid 5 or so minutes nonstop during the wait. and like, 5 minutes doesn't sound like a lot, but god did it feel like forever; especially because i had to refrain from telling him to stop being a little bitch. after the wait (and me laughing at how clearly stoned the lady taking our order was), we head home, but not before he needed to get fucking cigarettes.

on the way to the gas station (which is, thankfully, right across the street from our apartments), he didn't buckle his fucking seatbelt. and my mom's car is the kinda car that makes insufferable dinging noises when someone isn't fucking buckled in. so, something about my family. we're natural born tumblr users. casual and often creative threats of violence are common, obvious jokes to us if not everyone else. so saying something like "glen, i swear to god if you don't buckle your fucking seatbelt i'm gonna stab you when we get back upstairs" would be completely normal to us. it would be taken poorly if it were directed at someone who isn't as accustomed to that, for instance my mom's shitty boyfriend. so i had to refrain myself from saying the above quote. lots of trying my fucking patience, that man does.

so anyways, we're finally back upstairs, we eat, i find out this fucker's been drinking my mountain dew. today i told that to my mom, she told me where to hide them, so that's fun. anyways, time passes, i inevitably get barely any sleep because they're both night owls and they usually have the TVs on, and then i hear an argument from their bedroom as i'm in mine. i try to ignore it, until i hear my mom yell "get your hands off of me" which sends me into fucking fight mode. i rush over, he seemed to have listened, but god dammit if i'm not gonna let my mom get assaulted if i can help it. she goes out into the living room, i follow, turns out he only grabbed her by the wrist but still. i swear to god if i find out that man has done anything more violent than that i'm gonna cut his dick off and feed it to the seagulls. but i digress.

so, this morning, we drop him off at work because his car died (that's a whole other fucking story), and now we go off to have some time together. i like spending time with my mom usually, especially without him. he's a fucking drain that immediately makes me tense up whenever i'm near him, not even mentioning how much he fucking smells. seriously, he apparently once told my mom "you're the cleanest person i know, you shower every day" as if that isn't what you're fucking supposed to do? god damn dude

anyways, we go back to the japanese restaurant to get her wallet. thankfully, it still has her credit card in it still intact, nobody seems to have intentionally stole it, so that was a huge load off our shoulders. we talked a lot, partially about how much he sucks (i know she "loves him" and that's why he's still around but god if she doesn't also seem to hate existing around him), and before we know it we're home. it's nice being here with just her. feels like that's how it's supposed to be, to be blunt. that man is like if you put a 5 year old in a 50 year old's body, i swear to fucking god. anyways i just swam for a while. was nice. one of the nicest things about these apartments is the pool, which rarely has other people in it so it's nice and quiet. had good timing too, just as i was getting ready to leave these kids came in and kids are loud so i'm glad to have been gone quick