#did dean Deserve to die? cannot speak to that but did his death make things safer/ happier for everyone around him esp sam…well yes
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opheliasam · 5 months ago
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the fact that the season 8 finale is a direct parallel to s5 finale but so much worse because this time the stakes are not an eternity of torture vs. saving the world. sam would have gone to heaven And objectively made the world a safer place but because of dean’s inability to let him go of him, because he sees it as a personal failure—he’s pulled back from the brink of eternal peace against his will (coerced consent) and thrust into a cycle so vicious and horrifying while also missing time and chunks of his memory and he doesn’t know what’s real and he wants to leave and leave and leave but he can’t . it’s horrifying in a way that’s incomprehensible … dean’s inability to grow and change due to a deep seated denial of his nature makes him angry and hostile and abusive to everyone around him but especially sam. dean cannot ever fail and sam cannot ever win. the horrors r inconceivable . But ultimately fully consistent w spn canon
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barren-heart · 4 years ago
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If you’re Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, or Jared Padalecki.
STOP.
Read this post.
Dear J2M,
This is an open letter for you three written by a couple of unhappy passionate fans.
We write this to you because we know at least one of you has a secret Stan account and creeps on the destiel hashtag from time to time. Don’t lie. (Ahem. Misha Collins. Looking at you, Sir.)
With the subtle hints and possibility of a revival, us here at BarrenHeart (Bee and Jay) have some thoughts on what we think a reboot/continuation/revival would look like if it was done well.
Note: we don’t speak for the whole fandom(obviously). And we don’t even speak for all of the Cas/destiel fans. This is from our observation of the fandom after 15x18 and the finale, plus our own opinions.
Here are our demands suggestions for the potential revival.
--Castiel--
First things first. Castiel is brought back.
And by that, we mean he is either shown to be rescued from the empty, Jack rescues him from the empty, or by some other means, that man is not left there to suffer for all of eternity.
Castiel is a lead character.
Not a guest star, not “and Misha Collins.” No. Misha Collins gets to be in every d*mn episode. He is an equal lead alongside Dean and Sam. Which leads into the next point.
Castiel gets his own storyline.
It can be connected to Dean in some way, but he needs his own arc, y’all. Don't care what that is, but he IS his own character. So, some form of personal growth or whatever needs to happen. He is a badass and deserves a good storyline. Also…
Give this M-- F-- (mother father) his wings back!
Yes, he died without ever having his wings return to their full power. Like? We know he was nerfed so he wouldn't overpower Sam and Dean. Prove to us that he can be a fully powered badass and still work alongside Sam and Dean. No need to get rid of that.
Human!Cas does not mean pathetic Cas.
There is a divide on whether Castiel should stay an angel. Personally, we like human Cas. However, human Cas was shafted in the series. If you make him human in any way, shape, or form, he’s gonna still have to be a badass. Don’t whimp him!
He can be a good hunter/pretend FBI agent just like Sam and Dean!
So, make him one! Let him do more cases. On his own. With other people. With Sam. With Dean. He can fight without powers, too.
Give him love!
For the love of freaking Jack, let that man know he is loved by people. Not even mentioning anything romantic, he still needs platonic love y’all. Let Sam say it, let Jack say it. Let anyone in his family tell him that he is loved. Not once in this series did Cas hear that anyone loved him. So, fix it!
New style, anyone?
Cas needs other clothes! Please now. The black trenchcoat we never saw in-show? Boss. Cas in a black leather jacket? Coolness. Hunter plaid? Do it.
Confession Resolution
Speaking of love, come to some conclusion please about him and Dean. Give a resolution somehow, somewhere. We personally don’t really care how it’s done, but there needs to be something said here. You cannot just drop a confession there and just leave like it never happened. So, talk about it.
Adding this, I swear, if this is bros only, you WILL lose Cas fans. So, think about what you’re doing.
--Sam--
Sam is important!
Now, personally we have a soft spot for Sam. His character arc in Season 1-5 was great. Demon blood, powerful Sam was amazing. So, don’t sideline Sam. Seriously. We are gonna say in an unpopular way (as if this post isn’t already unpopular to some), but Sam got sidelined real hard in the last few seasons of the show. Now, was that what Jared wanted? Don’t know. But, Sam needs his own storyline too that isn’t just revolved around Dean. Figure it out.
Witch!Sam
Speaking of which, let this man be powerful. Sam is best when he has powers. Sorry but also not. He has been given all of Rowena’s (who is arguably the best witch around) spell books and decides to not really do much with it? No. He’s becoming a BAMF witch. Full-out, no word spells and shit. End point.
Sam in Charge
He’s not just a baby brother. He’s a grown man. Give him room to grow. Allow him to be a leader. Let him lead a group of hunters, witches, a whole team of people! He’s strong on his own, too. He's a big boy. Prove it.
He should fall in love.
Like, get married and all that. It’s a part of his arc, so keep it there. No blurry wife, my god! Personally it should be Eileen. She’s a badass. They also have a lot in common! Holy hell. They make a good team. So, keep that suggestion in mind.
Let him have the hero’s journey.
We want a good ending that shows growth for this character! He saw himself as a freak with powers, so…maybe he can use his powers now in a way that in empowering instead? Let him have an ending that doesn't just return to the beginning. Let him have gone through all of this changed for the better.
Don't be creepy.
Still keep the brotherly bond with Dean, but don’t make it weird, y’all. Don’t. Please.
Sam as a dad.
He can have a kid. But, Dean Jr? Eh. You might want to reconsider some other (Bobby) possibilities.
--Dean--
Now, with Dean, I wanna make this clear.
DO NOT K word THIS MAN.
This man here has dealt with unbelievable trauma, suicidal thoughts and even almost died by suicide in the show (okay, it was for another reason, but still!) He dies way too many times in this show. It’s not new anymore. Perhaps, when the show was newer, death might have been a bittersweet ending. But, now. It’s tarnished. It happened too much and the message of “carry on” got tainted to mean “there is only peace when you die.” That’s not okay.
Resolve his issues!
He has so much pain and trauma. Let him seek help. Let your audience know that it’s okay to process these emotions. Let him heal. He deserves it.
Dean’s internal struggles
This is piggybacking a little off of point two, but Dean has a lot of things he needs to figure out. We feel like his journey is more internal. While processing his trauma, he needs to learn that it's okay to be himself. This could include things about himself that he feels ashamed of or scared to admit. Things he may have repressed or suppressed over time. No more hiding who he is or brushing it off or making jokes. Be your true self, Dean. It's time.
Dean’s still important, of course
That said, Dean should still be integral to the overall narrative of the plot. Of course he's gonna go head to head with the Big Bad of the season/limited series, but he really should focus on what's inside first before he can take this monster down.
The Bro bond
No more dependent/unhealthy bond with Sam. Of course they are family and brothers, and will always be close. That's perfectly fine. However, its important to note that Dean was Sam’s mom/Dad most of his whole life. And, well, that never came to a resolution. Please let Dean resolve this issue. Sam is grown and older now, and even though Dean will always feel protective of him as his Big brother, Dean shouldn't feel like his life only revolves around taking care of Sam. There is more to Dean and his life.
Dean is complex
Also, Dean is not only about cars, burgers, and pie. It's like some of the writers forgot this. There are so many things/interests of Dean’s that are really cool and add to the complexity of his character. Keep those things.
He needs to resolve his issue with Jack.
He never said sorry to the kid. Not once after telling Sam that Jack wasn't family. He needs to tell Jack he is loved.
Speaking of which, Dean needs to tell Cas he loves him.
Okay. Who knows if you will make destiel reciprocal at this point.
Do we think Dean would have reciprocated based on context clues and what we have seen in the show? Yes.
Do we think this love is romantic? Yes.
Do we think you'll actually fully make it canon in a reboot/continuation? Eh.
Regardless, Dean loves Cas, so make it known.
Other demands considerations.
‘The found family’ needs to not be forgotten.
All the friends that were made along the way need to be included. What happened with Garth was great, actually. Do more of that. And by that, we mean include Jody and Donna. What are the girls doing now? Wayward sisters anyone? Bring Kevin back. Don't leave him to roam the earth all along like that. Either make him human again like Eileen or send him to rest in Heaven.
Where’s Eileen?
Hello??? Where? Tell us she made it back.
Claire
No idea if you can get Kathryn Newton back, but it would be cool at least for one episode. Please. Kaia? Resolve her storyline.
Also, Charlie.
Wtf happened? That was not resolved. We love Felicia Day. Charlie’s friendship with Dean is amazing. She deserves a few episodes.
Crowley!
Seriously. What happened to Mark was super disappointing. You gotta bring him back. His death wasn't great. Bring him back and give him his damn line already!
Jack!
I'm not fully on the Baby!Jack train, but he does deserve a normal life. He's three years old technically. He had no normal life whatsoever. He deserves that. So, give him that.
More Rowena please!
That's it. She's awesome.
Have a wedding.
No, really. Someone's gotta get married. Our pick: Sam and Eileen. Charlie is also a good contender for having a wedding with her partner, too. So there. Weddings are happy. We want a happy ending.
I will reiterate. Team free will lives. That's it.
Okay. Now, moving on to the next part of this. The elephant in the room. The thing a lot of us actually want from this, but frankly, we aren't sure if you'll do it.
Explicit Destiel.
If you've read this far J2M, then you're probably wondering when this was going to be addressed. So, here are the stipulations on destiel.
Go big or go home.
Yep. We said it. Make it explicit, full out, no ambiguity.
Honestly, you might be thinking what you could do to make it explicitly canon? Well, since there were tons of people who still think Cas’ love confession was just a platonic exchange between two bros (like wtf? How?), you're gonna have to spell it out for people.
But, some things that we may perceive as romantic, some people may not.
--Like, holding hands could be considered platonic between two men to some people.
--Cheek kissing could also be considered platonic to some people.
Not to say we need Jensen and Misha doing full on *** scenes to prove anything, but something more than a hand hold. Okay? Okay.
What we’re saying is basically, you're gonna have to kiss. On the lips. Yep.
So...I guess you'll have to figure out how you want to do that.
On when to make it canon:
You can decide if it makes sense to make it canon towards the beginning or towards the end. Honestly, there could be an argument for either. If it's made canon earlier, you could prove there can be a relationship alongside the main storyline. If you wait until the end, you'll leave fans wondering if you'll actually do it. But, the kiss being the major event of the finale could be worth it. Whichever you do, remember there are upsides and downsides to both.
Other other considerations:
Just realize who your fanbase is now. We’ve grown and changed. Like Becky, your fans have gone through a huge change in what they want from the show. Is the fandom all on the same page? Nope. Will they ever be? No.
You will not please everyone. That's a given. But, a lot of fans want to see the show wrap up in a better way than what we got. Destiel fans aside, the finale was not great overall. There are plenty of negative finale reviews that have nothing to do with destiel.
On top of that, society is changing. Slowly. The attitudes in regards to lgbtq media is quite different than before. You have the chance to make history. Really. If you make this canon, that will be a part of your legacy. You'll hit the news. I mean, 15x18 wasn't even the finale and it trended #1 that day.
We suggest that if you do decide to make it canon, it’s meaningful and you take the time to do it right.
So, consider your fans. Consider the part of the fandom that trended your show over the election. Consider the fans that trended a fictional wedding on Valentine's Day. Consider Misha/Cas fans who felt slighted. Consider your LGBTQA + fans. Just, think about what the reboot could achieve. What it could mean to a lot of people.
As always, we just want happiness and peace when we are done.
Thanks for reading Misha J2M.
Sincerely,
Bee 🐝 and Jay 🐦
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deans-haunted-baby · 4 years ago
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The Ones Left Behind
Alrighty time for some truth bombs. I’ve had almost a week to absorb the end of Supernatural and season 15 as a whole. And I think this is the moment where I need to throw in my two cents. For all intents and purposes I won’t go in-depth into 15x20 seeing as that conversation will just open up a whole other can of worms and I don’t need that headache. I have my reasons for being less than indifferent with how the Winchesters’ story concluded. So I won’t go there.
Instead I’ll be focusing all my energies on the unsatisfying conclusions of 4 particular characters. Two of which were main cast members (one that was on the show 12 years and one 4 years) while the other two (played by the same dude) were brought back after a decade long hiatus for a much-anticipated comeback only to be wasted and mangled unfairly by Dabb and his hack horde of a writing staff. Call this a follow up to my last post. If I sound bitter I am because these people don’t have a single clue on how to helm these characters, their relationships or their storylines 😠 Nor do they deserve them.
And yes I’m well aware of Kevin Tran, Rowena, Ketch and several others who got the shaft on this show. Those could be future posts for another time.
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But I cannot stress this enough; ADAM MILLIGAN, JACK KLINE, MICHAEL AND CASTIEL ALL DESERVED FUCKING BETTER. There is no arguing these facts, none whatsoever. Not one of these characters deserved that exit to be the final chapter in their story. I won’t do an entire analysis of each character’s arc and role in the show as I’ve already done that in my rant about 15x19. But I will highlight how much season 15 royally screwed over these characters and tossed them aside like trash; as if none of them were ever part of/contributed anything to Sam and Dean’s history/world building of Supernatural’s universe.
*WARNING* This is going to get heated.
Before I dive into the heart of these issues I want to state this is not a “shipping post”. I don’t ship anyone on Supernatural, hopefully this blog has been pretty self-explanatory. So I have no arguments/opinions in those areas. I’ve been a fan of this series for 15 years because of the characters, the familial bonds and relationships formed between characters throughout its run. And I’m well-aware that the Winchesters are the lead protagonists of the show, no need to remind me. These are purely my own thoughts based what I’ve obtained from show canon. Let me just say I can’t get over just how much these writers contradicted and ignored what they put forth in the journeys of these four individuals. its a real headscratcher.
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You mean to tell me that after TWELVE DAMN YEARS of Castiel being a rebellious warrior angel, searching for his own identity and meaning in life; making that promise to Kelly Kline about raising Jack as his own/risking his life for him. After sacrificing himself for his son a year ago, acknowledging he was satisfied with his role as a father which restored his faith; that it was all because of/for Dean Winchester? 
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You mean to tell me that after Michael, THE PRINCE OF HEAVEN and PROTECTOR OF HUMANITY, was locked away in a cage with a human whom he emotionally bonded with for thousands of years (10 years our time); who was abandoned, betrayed and manipulated by his neglectful/abusive father. After choosing free will and aligning himself with TFW for humanity’s sake, just sided with the Earth’s destruction because his little brother called him names? 
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You mean to tell me that Jack, A THREE YEAR OLD CHILD, who’s barely just beginning his life and spent his entire duration on the show wanting to be normal and not wanting to be special. Connecting and being integrated with humans; a child who’s biggest fear was outliving everyone he ever loved. Is suddenly ready to walk away from his family, his home and his teddy bear; to give up being a kid forever and run the universe?
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You mean to tell me that Adam, SUPERNATURAL’S MOST INNOCENT CHARACTER and FORGOTTEN THIRD-WINCHESTER BROTHER, after being eaten by ghouls; pulled away from his mother out of Heaven, manipulated by angels, trapped in Hell for thousands of years because Sam and Dean left him there to rot. After coming back and helping his neglectful siblings save the world only to be ripped away from his best friend and THE ONLY OTHER PERSON who gave a damn about him; is sentenced to a life of loneliness, homelessness and turmoil until he dies and ends up in Hell where he’ll mostly be tortured and turned into a demon?
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NO. I DO NOT AND WILL NEVER ACCEPT THIS BULLSHIT! 
Season 15 not only manages to contradict itself where these characters are concerned (while assassinating them before the final curtain). But the writers deliberately discarded them before giving us that *sarcasm inserted* epic solo-Winchester conclusion. Regardless of how you feel about Adam, Castiel, Jack or Michael, ALL OF THESE CHARACTERS are connected Sam and Dean’s story and part of Supernatural. And when you throw them away like they mean nothing, you’re essentially throwing away a part of the show’s history. You’re ignoring 15 years worth of story building. 
As I said I’m not going to go into 15x20 for reasons, it doesn’t offend me as much as what was done before that finale. Because I think those other show exits really affect 15x20 even worse than people realize. You want to know why, I’ll explain.
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Lets start off with Castiel and Jack, OH BOY! We know where they end up; running Heaven and the Earth together which is all fine and dandy. I love my Dadstiel father/son duo being an endgame family unit. But here in lies the problem, we never saw it. Not even a cameo. And technically their onscreen storyline ends at 15x18 and 15x19 which is an ugly, anti-climatic bookend to an incredibly deep relationship that had 4 years of development. First you have Castiel who completely forgets why he made that deal with the Empty to begin with. HIS FUCKING SON. Not to mention it wasn’t about true happiness it was about giving himself permission to be happy; there is a difference. And then you have Jack wandering around next episode, vacuuming up power cause suddenly he’s a machine now, acting like he doesn’t give a shit over losing his dad to an entity HE’S BEEN DREADING ABOUT FOR A FUCKING YEAR. 
Towards the end of season 15 I noticed neither of these characters were acting like themselves. Their motivations, their personalities and strong ties to one another had mysteriously dissolved. Castiel became less concerned about the danger his son was facing after 15x15 (what the hell was that in 15x17?) and more about speaking when spoken to by either Sam or Dean. Does he know how Dean truly feels about Jack; proclaiming the child is “not family”? I doubt the in-character version of him would let Jack leave with Dean after that insult. Castiel’s not even worried whether or not his son is alive or safe before he makes the big confession later. And for some reason Jack (who’d become heavily suicidal) was more concerned with clinging to the Winchesters, willing to die for them, instead focusing on himself and the one person who’s shown him nothing but unconditional love and given him strength since birth. Both of these characters are canonically depressed and suffer from low self-esteem that was never resolved which makes me furious. 
When Chuck killed Jack at the end of season 14, this devastated Castiel in the first half of season 15. He actually got to grieve that loss throughout the episodes and deal with his anger over it, allowing the audience to anticipate the day they’d be reunited one last time. This part of Castiel’s S15 arc also ironically mirrors Jack’s S13 arc of mourning Castiel’s death until resurrecting him. And when this son finally returned to his father, who got to rescue him, it was such a poignant moment between the two. It was a cathartic payoff after witnessing Castiel in so much pain over Jack. There was so much building up between that Dadstiel reunion in 15x11 and the Empty’s pact in 14x08; this was suppose to be a tragic yet pivotal plot-point in both Jack and Castiel’s stories. And with SPN wrapping up we all expected something BIG. Yet somehow the writers retconned the whole thing by making it all about Dean, which is such a gross disservice to these characters and 4 years of storytelling.
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For instance, since 15x18 was Castiel’s exit episode, why wasn’t he allowed to hug his son or Sam goodbye one last time? Why didn’t he have more of a focal role instead of standing around majority of the episode with barely any dialogue as so much precious air time was wasted on frivolous things? Why didn’t he get one last badass fight scene with someone like Death instead of being choked out and tossed around like a powerless mortal? Why did the group need to be split up to begin with when it served no purpose either than that *ugh* moment? Why wasn’t Jack allowed to call Castiel “dad” once before the show ended? He deserved to hear his son address him as dad!
AND WHY THE HELL COULDN’T JACK FEEL CASTIEL’S DEATH THE MOMENT IT HAPPENED? 
The show already established to the audience the significant cosmic bond these two characters shared since before Jack was even born. It was so powerful it boosted Castiel’s grace. Jack could remember who Castiel was from the womb and that he’d protected his mother. Not to mention HE FUCKING RESURRECTED CASTIEL OUT OF THE EMPTY ONCE WITHOUT GOD’S POWER. You’re telling me Jack couldn’t feel his dad being taken away forever despite how far apart they were? No, he’d feel it in his heart. Had we’d been given a scene like that at the end of 15x18 (something of substance) with actual grief shown in 15x19 maybe the episode would’ve faired better for them. 
That said it wasn’t, because Jack was treated the exact same way in his final exit. Hardly any lines and just a bunch of scenes of him standing/walking around until that pathetic reveal at the lake. HE DOESN’T EVEN GET TO INTERACT WITH JAKE ABEL’S MICHAEL/ADAM which would’ve been a great follow-up to the AU!Michael storyline in seasons 13 and 14. I swear these directors didn’t give Alex and Misha any motivation during their last three episodes and it’s evident in their hollow performances. But why would they when the scripts are basically telling their characters to quickly fuck off so the brothers can have their final outing. Jack doesn’t even behave like himself after he becomes the new God. His personality is apathetic, cold, alien, stiff and way too mature for the 3 year old child so closely connected to his family/the human world. In that moment I saw Alex Calvert not Jack Kline. It’s bad enough he doesn’t get a meaningful farewell but again Castiel, HIS DAD, is a complete afterthought to this kid 🥶
And that’s what we’re left with. Forever. A frigid, hollow ending to one of Supernatural’s most healthy, touching, family dynamics. It makes you wonder what was even the point. I can’t even fully enjoy the fact that its canon Jack and Castiel are together fixing Heaven because of what the show presented onscreen as their last hurrah. It’s not sitting right and it makes 15x20 even less appealing to me.
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Moving onto Michael and Adam. Get ready for this. I could rant forever about how dirty my boys were done by this show. How they were discarded in the SPN series finale recap etc. just as they were FOR THE LAST TEN FUCKING YEARS. Was there even a plan going on here or was this just everyone making things up as it went? Their ending is the most unsatisfying and cruel thing because its INCOMPLETE. There is no real closure or resolution with them thanks to the monstrosity that was 15x19. AND NO ONE CARES ENOUGH ABOUT THEM TO GIVE A SHIT. 
Much as I’ve enjoyed this show for many years, it NEVER deserved Jake Abel, his talent or his time. I keep seeing so many anti posts about Dean Winchester’s final fate in Supernatural and all I can think about is “try being an Adam Milligan fan for the last decade”.  I’ve had to watch this boy go through hell with nothing to show for it either than years of memes. ridicule and the show’s mockery in forgetting him. Actually he’s the ONLY CHARACTER in this series you’re encouraged not to remember 😡 Also quick question: why give us this really interesting and healthy relationship between an archangel and its vessel if nothing was ever going to become of it? 
At this point I don’t know why Adam or the idea of him was even introduced way back in season 4 let alone revisited in season 5. Because the only thing I see when I look at this character now is SAD WASTED POTENTIAL. Storylines never explored. Relationships that never got off the ground. Backstory we never got to see (like for instance his past with John Winchester and his time in the cage). A character’s birthright (Men of Letters) that was never actualized. AND the unexplained factor that Adam could look directly at Michael’s true form without his eyes burning out (making him a special case). And the thing is he could’ve been a really great character, both him and Michael. They could’ve easily reached popular status just like Castiel given the chance since Jake is a freaking acting-powerhouse. We were given a taste in 15x08 just how awesome these characters could be and how they could’ve contributed so much to the story and its core group. But unfortunately it wasn’t meant to be.
Michael will never redeem himself after years of scrutiny and being made out to be some kind of unhinged monster. This show constantly enjoyed pounding into our brains how fearsome Michael was. Warned us via Lucifer (LUCIFER, PEOPLE!) that he wasn’t rational, compassionate and didn’t care about anything except war, death and destruction. And that he was incapable of feelings and emotions. This is how Supernatural saw Heaven’s Prince and guardian of the Earth. Christ, they actually did a two-year storyline about an evil Michael from the AU world who enjoyed torturing and killing while trying to destroy the universe. I want to know WHAT THE HELL THIS SHOW’S WRITERS HAD AGINST THESE CHARACTERS? Why they felt the need to bring back Jake Abel, AFTER A DECADE OF FANS WANTING THIS, if it was simply to piss all over his characters one last time before the show wrapped. This is absolutely unprofessional and childish; the fact that Jake is taking this bullshit in stride makes it all the more shameful 😡
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We could’ve learned so much more about Michael’s past and his present relationship with Adam. These characters didn’t need to sit in the cage for a decade they could’ve easily been incorporated back into the show as far as season 8 or 10! And been an asset to the Darkness storyline in season 11.There were characters and storylines introduced that served no purpose. Why did we need to keep seeing characters like Charlie Bradbury or (as much as I like him) Crowley or Garth (love him too) or Lucifer or Abaddon or the Wayward sisters? I would’ve much preferred having Adam and Michael around and got to know them instead; especially after 15x08. I would’ve wanted to see what their dynamic with TFW could’ve become had they been long-time allies. Did John ever tell Mary about Adam’s existence? I’d like to see what her reaction would’ve been like had the Winchesters remembered him during that damn 300th episode. I guess that’s another loose end untied.
But because of what Supernatural did to these two characters, it forever taints Sam and Dean. I don’t think Dabb or purist fans realize this. But when new viewers come into this show about two brothers preaching important things like “saving people”, “family first” or “family don’t end in blood” they’re going to see how badly the main protagonists treated their innocent half brother. How Castiel and Jack were treated. They’re going to see the heroes of the story abandoning this kid in Hell forever with no intention of EVER rescuing him. And that’s why their final appearance leaves such a bad taste going into 15x20. Cause as much as Dabb and co didn’t give a shit about Adam and Michael they also didn’t give a rat’s ass about protecting Sam and Dean’s integrity. That’ll be a stain they can’t undo. 
So through all of it, we’re stuck with the abomination that is 15x19 aka the eye-soar to an unfinished/unpolished story of two horribly disregarded characters. Michael gets the pleasure of being character assassinated right before he’s stupidly killed off instead of going out a hero or becoming the next God (as it was his birthright and the setup was there in the narrative). And Adam gets killed off-screen, OUT OF HIS OWN DAMN BODY, then brought back by Jack only to live a miserable, isolated existence since his brothers have nothing to do with him (the dog and car are more important); his best friend is dead, he has no job or money or a fucking home and he’s legally dead! Really what is there left for him besides the brutal fate awaiting in Hell when he dies?  
SERIOUSLY THEY COULDN’T GIVE US ONE SCENE WHERE THE WINCHESTERS CHECKED IN ON ADAM TO MAKE SURE HE WAS SAFE?! 🤬 His last scene pretty much sums up this shit for what it is. Tragic. I feel like crying for this poor sweet boy.
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Congratulations Dabb, BL and co for giving us these much deserved broken story arcs of characters you destroyed and made OOC before leaving the airways. You did your show’s protagonists justice by doing this *sarcasm inserted* after 15 years of being onscreen. I doubt these idiotic decisions are going to age well in the long run. They certainly don’t look good on the Winchesters. Anyway that’s my hot take for the day. 
ALL THESE ACTORS AND THEIR CHARACTERS DESERVED BETTER.
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chocolatecakecas · 4 years ago
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2x20 Dean’s Djinn Dream
Dean's Djinn dream in 2x20 is insane, it cements so much of his character and it makes me want to explode. It is so completely heart shattering to see Dean interact with Mary and lean into her touch, to watch him walk around his childhood home that he used to know, in awe looking at family photos all over the walls. We watched a 26 year old kid who had his entire life ripped away from him at the age of 4, who was forced to assume the traditional roles of both mother and father, who was forced to be a "perfect little soldier" and a "killing machine", walk around a house he used to know and see an entire life that could have been. A life he could have lived if the fates hadn't aligned the way they did. Then, Dean is forced to realize that because he got to live a normal life in this universe, everyone he saved died. And he questions why they have to be responsible for saving everyone, why can't they have a normal life, why can't he can't have a normal life, and he's forced to make a choice between staying a living a "lifetime" in the djinn's dream world, or go back to his real life and continue his "job". And he obviously chooses to go back to the real world.
But in a fantasy world that's supposed to be "exactly what he wants", it's a world where his dad isn't alive(need I say more), it's a world where he's dating some random woman he once saw on a beer advertisement, it's a world where he and Sam don't even speak to each other, but still it's Dean's wish. Meaning that even in his own mind, he doesn't really allow himself want, because a majority of the dream isn't even about him, he's not even the focus of his own wish. His wish is for Mary to live out her life, for Sam to go to law school and marry Jess, and what does Dean give himself? He gives himself a decent apartment, his car, and he's dating some random pretty girl, this is all he grants himself, the bare minimum. He doesn't even grant himself the luxury of being on good terms with Sam, and at one point it's even implied that Dean still has a drinking problem in this universe. Because it's all he believes he deserves, and he's terrified to wish for more, so he's content with seeing the dreams of the people he loves come true. Why??? Why would he not be the center of his own wish? Because his wish focuses on things he feels responsible for. He feels responsible for Sam's entire life because he raised Sam, his job was to protect Sam, he wants Sam to be happy, and law school and Jess would make him happy. As for Mary, of course he wants her back and you could deem that as "selfish wish", but in reality he wanted her to live, not for his sake, but for her. He wanted her to be able to grow old and live out her entire life as she should have. Now that's John's dead, Dean has also taken on the remaining responsibility of Mary's death too, as that has been their life mission. Even though he is not actually responsible for Mary's death, or Sam losing his chance at a normal life, he feels responsible and he feels tremendous guilt, because this is how Dean operates. He feels he is responsible for the lives of everyone around him, because after Mary died, he never had the chance to actually process her death and he also lost any hope at a normal life. Dean was responsible for raising Sam, Dean was responsible for attempting to keep tabs on John, Dean was responsible for filling the roles of both mother and father, because if he didn't, then who would? So this is a mindset that Dean carries with him everywhere, and it's the mindset he uses while hunting, because if he doesn't save these people, then who will?
So the djinn dream shows him what would happen if he did get out. It shows him that if he isn't there to save people, then the people will die, which places all of the blame on Dean. And his sense of responsibility mixed with his guilt complex and emotional trauma, always triumph over Dean's happiness. It plays into why as the show goes on, Dean won't allow himself to outwardly wish for a better life. Throughout season 2, Dean mentions numerous times how he's tired of the life, how he wants something normal, how he wants to stop, but after the djinn dream it all disappears and Dean obtains a negative and cynical attitude towards quitting, while Sam remains hopeful. And it might be because the dream showed Dean what would happen if he even dreamed about wanting a normal life. It showed him that if you don't do this, people will die, and it will be your fault. (Yes Dean tries to get out when he lives with Lisa in season 6, but it's clear that was unsuccessful for many reasons, so as soon as he's back in the hunting world he becomes negative about a normal life all over again, so that makes 2 negative experiences). So now Dean has an automatic negative correlation with having a normal life, because normal life=death of others, and he cannot let that happen. So he shoves any hope of having a normal life deep down. (and it doesn't resurface again until around season 10). Because even though the that djinn dream wasn't perfect, and he knew it was an illusion, Dean wanted to stay. Because Dean wanted a normal life, he wants an apple pie white picket fence life, and he never stops wanting it. And they never let him have it.
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wolffnichols · 4 years ago
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Yo, you good after that spn finale or...? Cause like, that shit was wack.
(fair warning this absolutely became SUPER long so buckle up my dudes here’s a rant from someone who finally came back to this show after years (i kept up with it over the years and always wanted to go back but didn’t until the end) and is super pissed. also shout out to all of those who stuck through. y’all the real heroes. anyways, here we go)
THE ABSOLUTE WACKEST
so wacked that when it went to commercial break after Dean died I literally laughed. bc it was SO UPSURD. dean was literally like:
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when Sam could’ve just called the ambulance? Like I get it, there’s decapitated bodies on the ground, they’d be suspicious. but like Sam could’ve quickly hid or burnt them as they waited for the ambulance while Dean still could’ve said his goodbye. and like, even if Dean didn’t want Sam to and just him die, he said that there was no time and that he was fading and yet they just? kept talking? and yes i cried bc jensen’s and jared’s acting were beautiful and all. but like? OF ALL OF THE WAYS DEAN HAD DIED IN THE PAST AND COULD’VE STILL IN THE FINALE?? THIS IS HOW HE DIES?? BY A RANDOM GOON FROM A RIDICLOUS MONSTER OF THE WEEK LET ALONE FINAL ‘VILLIAN’ WHO JUST LIKE...ACCIDENTALLY SHOVED HIM AGAINST A HOOK/POLE/WHATEVER THE HELL THAT STUPID THING WAS. LIKE DEAN FREAKING WINCHESTER?? i feel like they were trying to go with a ‘mundane’ ending bc this entire episode was them going back to like s1 without connecting to any plot and just them being two hunters again. (i’ll get to all of that in a sec) but like 1) going the mundane route is a terrible way for him to go unless it was executed extremely well which it was the opposite of. and 2) it was so incredibly anticlimactic and just an entire spit in the face of his character development.
and you know what? even if they still kept his death like that and pretty much else the same, I’d be okay with the ending if they changed just two things 1) brought freaking Cas (and Jack) back since he apparently helped jack create this perfect heaven for dean and everyone else, (i mean bobby literally said that this was the Heaven that he deserved. you cannot convince me that Cas didn’t explain all of this to Bobby and said those exact words that this was the Heaven that Dean deserves). And 2) at least brought the dead characters back when Dean was in Heaven. Instead Dean was like “I could see my dead parents but I’m just going to take a long drive in Baby whichcasmadeformebcheknowsmesowellandlovesmesomuchandwantsmetohavetheperfectheavenbutimnotgonnaackloweledgeanyofit and drive until Sam dies and then I’ll say hi to everyone I lost and been away from a lot longer than I’ve been away from Sam”. Like how beautiful would it have been if we saw Mary and John like we did in the 300th episode? And everyone else they had lost over the years? Like, I know that montage at the end of 15x19 was supposed to be the final ‘honor’ of all of the characters, but this is the finale. And as much as they kept on trying to say that this show was always just about Sam and Dean, it evolved into Sam and Dean and people they’ve cared about over the years. They were important too! Especially Cas. The show literally became Sam, Dean & Cas but he’s just gonna be mentioned twice...okay. Which brings me back to my 1st point. THEY SHOULD”VE BROUGHT CAS BACK IN HEAVEN. like we got a mention with Dean smiling and Bobby giving him a Knowing™ look but besides that, not only did we not see Cas I’m left with so many more questions. Like how did Cas help make Heaven with Jack? Did Jack bring Cas out of the Empty and just didn’t tell the brothers? Or is Cas still in the empty but helping Jack bc he’s just that damn good? But if he did bring Cas back, how did he help Jack create this new Heaven? Does he have god powers now too?? and yet when Bobby mentions this, Dean smiles (granted it was a cute smile bc to me it felt like a sorta ‘that’s my cas’ smile) not questioning the fact that the last he heard Cas was taken by the Empty to never return again and Dean wanted to honor his sacrifice by living (which don’t even get me started on that) and now he helped create Heaven with Jack. Dean doesn’t even look that much surprised. Which actually makes me think...did Dean know that Jack brought Cas back from the Empty this entire time but had to keep it from Sam bc... ✨reasons✨ and that was why he said that about missing them and having to honor their sacrifice and live, even though all of the other times Cas died he went batshit out of his mind? But not this time, bc Dean actually knew that Jack brought him back. omg was Cas the dog this entire time??? with Cas’ newfound powers did he just like morph into the dog so for some reason Sam couldn’t know bc...you know....✨reasons✨ okay i’m getting delirious here. let’s get back on track. my whole point is, Cas should’ve been there. and even if they wanted more of an ambiguous ending for destiel (which don’t even get me started on THAT) they could’ve at least still had Cas be there to also welcome Dean there along with everyone else. Like, as much as I love Bobby, how more beautiful and fitting wouldn’t it have been if Dean saw Cas there who explained everything there before Dean reunites with all of his loved ones? Cas deserved to be there (and Jack while we’re at it). HE FREAKING HELPED CREATE THIS NEW HEAVEN. He deserved to be there. like tbh I was desperately hoping that he’d at least appear in Baby when Dean started driving. BUT NOPE. 
but you know what, back to me wishing we got other important characters in Heaven, if we did I think it would’ve been better if both Sam and Dean died together and reunited with all of them together (which they prob will in canon since Dean ignored them until Sam came back akhsjshjshsjh). like would Eileen be there? which reminds me, speaking of Eileen, WHERE WAS EILEEN?? was she in Heaven this whole time like Bobby was? and who tf was Sam’s rando wife?? UGH. you know how i’d say i’d accept the finale if they just changed it to where Cas (and possibly Jack) was also there along with some of their dead loved ones? i’d prob still be (barely but it would 100% be better than this) but MAN this ENTIRE EP from the beginning was just WACK. like the beginning showing the ‘ordinary life’? i didn’t really mind it that much bc it seemed like that was the natural way to go. but for me personally, I was hoping and wishing that their journey was realizing that it’s not just them anymore and they both end up happy (maybe still hunting) but with their loved one by their sides (especially Cas and Eilleen). but you know, I’m used to not getting what I want and understand that what i want for a story isn’t necessarily the same as the storyteller’s/natural narrative progression. i may hate the the direction and think that it’s a load of crap, but whatever. but this? the entire narrative was OFF. like what even was the point of those weird mime-pires (who btw my sister couldn’t help but compare to clowns 👀.) and not to mention that random lady from like s1? it all felt off but I was hoping it was leading to something. only it lead to Dean’s wack-ass demise. also like, poor freaking Sam. he had to grow old, without his brother and any more family members by his side. which (someone eloquently pointed out) was what s1 Sam wanted but definitely not s15 Sam (not that s1/pre-series Sam wanted his family dead or anything he just wanted to live a normal life and start a family without his family) And we don’t even know who the hell his wife was and how the hell that happened. also, at least he mentioned missing Cas and Jack. but WHAT ABOUT EILEEN?? 
which brings me to one of my main problems with this whack ass finale (and there are PLENTY more I can talk about) their cohesive narrative between this ep and the rest of s15 and even longer, is just...not there? it’s like they forgot about everything they built just so they can go back to the basics of Sam and Dean. and like, I get it, they’re the heart and soul of the show. they’re supernatural. but like, it also grew more than that? like what was the point of them being parental figures to Jack? what was the point of their 12 season friendship/relationship with Cas? what was the point of all of their connections that they made on the way? and you know what? what was the point of this show lasting so damn long if both of Sam and Dean’s character developments just went ✨poof✨? like as someone who just recently came back to the show, I could just think that this was another early season episode but both of them looking older. (not saying that early seasons were bad. i LOVE early seasons but like as a storyteller and a viewer you want your characters to idk GROW and KEEP that growth). 
ANWAYS this became WAY TOO LONG and all over the place and everyone els e is saying all of this too, but I just needed to vent. basically, i’m not doing good from that wack ass finale my friend. sam and dean both deserved to grow old. and Cas deserved to come back (like the show became sam, dean, AND cas, for YEARS like don’t even get me started on THAT bc i could go on and on about how they did him/lgbtq+ community/his fans so dirty) and destiel deserved to be canon dammit (like what was the point of his love confession if they weren’t ever going to mention it? they could’ve still had cas die without that. but since they did it needed WAAAY better resolution dammit) and the finale deserved to have a better freaking cohesive narrative. 
Again, so sorry this became such a long ass rant. But I guess I needed to rant. Also, please no one send me hate for this. These are just my thoughts that I needed to get out. Anyways, how are you doing this this whack finale, Nonnie?? And thank you so much for the question!
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rizlowwritessortof · 5 years ago
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Part 3: The Hit and Then Run Like Your Ass Is On Fire
Here comes the angsty part...
Pairing: Dean x Toby Matheson (female OC) 
Word Count: 1789
Warnings: Nothing but pining and angst
Final part coming next week!
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God, what a mess.
The whole place reeked of death, used-up bodies of prior kills tossed like so many empty bottles against the wall, left to rot. The need to survive the battle tended to outweigh the urge to gag, since the three of them had their hands full. It was a nasty bunch, nastier than most, all big, ugly and reckless.
Toby let out a scream of frustration as she kicked at the bastard she was currently fighting and buried her machete in his cranium. She yanked it free, then swung again, taking his head off and glaring in the direction of the corpse. “How many more of you can there possibly be?” She scanned the room, spotting Sam and Dean in their own scuffles, then whirled to face a raging female behind her.
When the noise and chaos finally quieted, she moved to the middle of the room, panting for air as she stepped over pieces and parts of bodies. “Did we get them all? Finally?”
Dean swiped a forearm over his face, wiping away sweat and blood as he nodded. “I think so. I fucking hope so. Shit, Sam, I thought there were only five or six?”
“Yeah, well – they must have been having a party. Or they recruited,” he responded breathlessly. “I don’t know. I’ll go see if we have some gas in the trunk. This whole place needs to go up in flames.”
Dean nodded, and Sam headed for the front door of the barn. “Stinks so bad in here. Toby, are you good?”
She blew out a breath. “Yeah. You?” She glanced up to see his answering nod, and her eyes widened. “Dean, DOWN!” she screamed, and he dropped, rolling to the side and then leaping to his feet, the majority of a vamp’s severed head landing with a sickening squelch nearby.
“Holy fuck. Thanks.” He watched as she let her machete drop from her shaking hand, her eyes on the hatchet still in the clutches of the dead vampire. She looked up at Dean, her face almost white, and then turned to rush out the back door. “Shit. Toby...”
He followed her outside, letting his eyes adjust to the dark, searching. He rounded the corner of the building to find her, arms and forehead braced against the barn wall. “Toby, it’s okay. It’s over. We’re okay.”
Her voice was muffled, panic still coming through loud and clear. “That was too close, Dean. I almost missed it. If I wouldn’t have looked up right then, he would’ve buried that axe…”
He stepped up closer, taking her shoulder and turning her to face him. “Hey. You just saved my ass in there. Stop beating yourself up. We should have checked the building again, that’s on all of us.”
She looked up at him, clearly shaken. “I just almost watched you die! That’s not okay, Dean, I’m not okay!” She suddenly stepped forward, shoving at his shoulders, knocking him back a step as he stared back in surprise. “You cannot fucking die in front of me, you fucker!” she almost sobbed, drawing her fist back to swing at him, but this time he was prepared, grabbing her wrist and shoving her back against the building.
“Toby, stop!” he shouted, staring into her eyes for a few endless seconds before crashing his lips into hers, emotion and desire winning over his resistance. She whimpered and struggled against him, trying to yank her wrist free until he finally let go, and her arms clamped around his neck, pulling him closer. He stopped for one moment, looking down at her before swearing softly and kissing her again, his body crushing hers between him and the rough wood siding of the barn.
Sam’s voice calling their names brought things to an abrupt halt, and Dean stepped back, dragging his thumb roughly over his lips. “Yeah, we’re out here!” He looked at the ground as he spoke to her, his voice subdued. “If you want to wait in the car, I’ll help Sam get the fire going. Then we can get the hell out of here.”
Toby pulled herself away from the barn, giving him one last glance as she turned and walked towards the Impala. She climbed into the back seat and wrapped her arms around herself as a few of the tears she was valiantly fighting spilled over. She swiped a hand over her face and laid her head back against the seat, eyes closed and teeth clenched. By the time Sam and Dean came to the car, she had forced an emotionless mask in place and sat staring out the window. She responded to Sam’s query with an “I’m fine,” pointedly avoiding meeting Dean’s eyes in the rear view mirror.
It was almost morning when they pulled into the bunker garage. Dean opened his door, then paused before getting out. “I say we deserve a break. Let’s get cleaned up, get some rest and head to KC for the weekend. Whatcha think?” After the non-enthusiastic mumbled replies, he piped up again. “Okay, fine. We’re doin’ it. We all need some fun around here. We leave this afternoon, let’s say 4-4:30. No arguments.”
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Toby smiled at Sam as he clinked their beers together, joining him in taking a few swallows of the cold brew. It was a decent hotel, Dean had booked them each their own room, and after some Kansas City barbecue, they were downing a few in the hotel bar.  
She turned her head at an exaggerated giggle, her stomach churning at the sight of the willowy brunette hanging on Dean’s arm and his every word. She rolled her eyes at another ridiculous laugh and turned to face Sam again, nodding towards the pool table. “Play me a game? Then I’m gonna call it a night. I’m feeling a little ill.”
Sam smiled sympathetically. “You know it doesn’t mean anything. I know that doesn’t help, but...”
“Nope, you’re right. It doesn’t. Come on, or are you scared to play me?” They headed for the billiards area and grabbed the unoccupied table. She took another swig of her beer and then shot to break, stiffening as a clumsy, warm body bumped into her from behind.
“Need any help there, honey?” The words were slurred, and she sent an elbow back, not too violently, but enough to make the guy back off a little.
“Pretty sure I’ve got it, Sparky. You can find somebody else to play with.”
“Wow. Just try’na be frenly, don’t hafta be such a bitch.” She rolled her eyes at the sound of Dean’s voice, turning to see him taking a fistful of the drunk’s shirt in his hand.
“I think you owe this lady an apology,” he growled, and Toby glared at him.
“Dean, if I did need any help with this douchebag, which I don’t - Sam’s right here. Why don’t you go back to your play date. I don’t need you to rescue me.”
“See, told ya she’s a bitch,” the idiot mushed out, and Dean shoved him, hard.
“Get the fuck outta here before I kick your ass.” Drunk guy sneered and turned, stumbling his way out.
Toby stared at Dean, her eyes spitting fire, and he drew breath to speak, but Sam’s quiet voice stopped him. “Dean, just let it go.” He looked at Sam, then at the floor, chewing and swallowing his words as he turned and walked away.
“Thanks,” she said, and Sam nodded. “That was about to get ugly.”
“Yeah, I could tell.” He drained the last of his beer. “You want another? It’s still your shot.”
“Yeah, thanks.” She looked up to see Dean back at the bar, the bimbo firmly attached to him again, and turned back to the table, firing off a frustrated shot aimed at nothing in particular, ending in a scratch. She thanked Sam for the beer and downed half of it as he took his turn at the table.
They finished their game and Toby said goodnight, heading to the elevator as Sam went to the bar for one last drink. Her head was pounding, and not from the drinks. All she wanted was bed and unconsciousness.
She stepped off the elevator and cringed as she cursed her timing. Dean and the woman from the bar were in front of his room, and she was practically molesting him as he tried to disentangle himself enough to unlock the door. She swore softly, pulling her key card from her pocket and hoping like hell that she could get inside her room before she was seen. No such luck, though. Dean looked up as she opened her door, startled to see her at first, but then the look in his eyes made her heart lurch. He looked miserable, guilty and ashamed, and it took her several seconds to pull her gaze away and enter her room, slamming the door behind her. She stood there, numb, finally blowing out a breath and lifting a shaking hand to brush back her hair, vaguely surprised to find her face wet with tears.
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Things were quiet when they got back to the bunker, wordlessly moving around each other and speaking only when necessary. Toby spent most of her time in her room, avoiding Dean as much as humanly possible. Just until she could get her feelings under control, she told herself, get back to normal. Because how she was feeling now couldn’t be a permanent thing. She couldn’t take it.
A couple of nights later, she was heading for the kitchen for a late-night snack when she heard Sam’s voice raise and stopped in her tracks. “Why don’t you just talk to her, Dean? Just admit it, you’re scared. Scared shitless.”
“You’re out of line, Sammy. Don’t fucking try to tell me how I feel.” She heard angry footsteps, then a door slamming, and she retreated back to her room.
She was as bad as Dean, just as afraid. They were going to have to talk about it, someday. But not today. She crawled back into bed, wrapped herself in her blankets and squeezed her eyes shut, determined to stop the thoughts that ran rampant every night. She finally fell asleep, losing the battle once again, and dreamed of his green eyes staring back at her, his lips on hers, his hands gripping her arms, his body pressed close.  And she woke with a start, aching for him, wondering if he had even come home, or if he was hiding from himself again, in bed with some anonymous stranger. 
God, what a mess.
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ain-t-bovvered · 5 years ago
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15X01
bunch of tired and caffeinated Europeans ( plus a sleepy American) scream together, and then die and try to get on with their day ( lol AS IF)
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Hello and welcome:
@purpleskiesandcherrypies​  (Nat)
@dean-winchesters-bacon​  (Kat)  
@waywardbaby​  (Zee)
@ain-t-bovvered  (Giulia)
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Giulia: I HATE THIS
Giulia: BTW
Giulia: IF ANYONE WAS CURIOUS
Kat: Don’t worry you’ll hate it more later
Giulia: GREAT
Zee: Quit flapping your gums bitches
Nat : shall I count?
Giulia: Go when u post 🖕🏻
Nat : lol
Zee: Nice
Nat : i just go with GO
Giulia: Weak
Nat : ok
Nat : listen
Nat : 3
Nat : 2
Nat : 1
Nat : GO
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Giulia: GREAT MUSIC
AH Y’ALL DON’T LISTEN TO THE LYRICS OF THIS SONG
Zee: Where’s carry on ?
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Think of seasons that must end ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ 
Nat : I DON'T REMEMBER HALF OF WHAT THEY SHOW NOW.  It's erased from my memory
Giulia: look at my stupid baby
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ They will rise and fall again ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ 
Giulia: Oh look the dumb coffin
Nat : "I do believe in us."
Zee: John
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Everything must have an end ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬
Giulia: I DIDN T NEED JOHN AGAIN
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Take it calmly and serene ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬
BITCH HOW
Giulia: bye mary.Good riddance
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ It's the famous final scene ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬
Zee: Maybe I should watch on mute
Kat: Shut up chuck
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ It's been coming on so long You were just the last to know ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬
Zee: The fuck is this song ?
It's been a long time since you've smiled
Giulia: IDK I HATE IT
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Seems like oh so long ago Now the stage has all been set ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬
Giulia: bb Sob ....Them hair on fleek tho
Nat : What are the odds
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Zee: BAMF Cas
Giulia: Idk seems so desperate
Kat: Always
Nat : So much grunting. So sexy
Giulia: AWE
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Now the lines have all been read And you knew them all by heart ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬
Kat: SAM
Kat: DEAN
Zee: He took jack
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Here it comes the hardest part Try the handle of the road ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬
Kat: over the shoulder like a sack of potatoes
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ok I now it’s a serious moment but Dean skipping with his birb bowlegs is making me cackle so much i cannot
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LOOK AT HIM ....*SNORTS*
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oh look another meme
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Giulia: Sam just casually shoving a ghost out of the way
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ As the light fades from the screen From the famous final scene ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬
Zee: Ok
Zee: I hate it
Giulia: OH THAT TITLE CARD
Nat : Ah great title card
ok but ....* slows down frames and saves some of them* WHAT’S THIS
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Whatever let’s just go back to more pressing matters
Lol that is so not Misha carrying Jack tho
Giulia: Misha’s fingers be that thick
Zee: Focus
Giulia: Lol dean reaching for that booze, I mean SAME.
Nat : AW CAS
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Giulia: Awe SAM
Zee: Sam panting
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D: He didn’t deserve this
Kat: Aw
S: Cass, is he here? C- C-Can you... Can you...?
Giulia: SAM 
Nat : "I don't think so"
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Nat : I cry
Giulia: I CRY
Giulia: Sam’s pain is physical
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Giulia: I cannot
I mean,...they do look like zombies. 
D: Chuck... He said, "Welcome to the End”.  What... What does that mean?
Zee: Welcome to the end
D: Cass? Come on, man! Ideas!
Team free Stress
Giulia: It means final season
D: Can you smite our way out of here?
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Zee: Cas squint
C: No. You saw them. I would be overwhelmed, Dean.
Well I honestly thought Dean actually asked if Cas could fly them off there....which...well don’t think it can happen if the state of his wings are the same, BUT STILL, we don’t actually know becasue PLOTHOLES. But whatever man, I still love my show.
D: Great. So we go outside, we get ripped apart. We stay in here, w- what, starve to death?!
C: I wouldn’t starve
Nat : WELL GOOD FOR YOU
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Giulia: WeLl gOoD fOr yOu
Kat: Love the sass
D: Son of a bitch
the fandom:  * CHEERS*
Giulia: Sure he knew
D: He's always so squirrelly, you know, with the...with the... the robe and the beard and...the smile that's, like, half-nice, half "I'm gonna rip your throat out. "
Giulia: Oh that true
Nat : Aw Dean
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Giulia: AHAHAHA
Giulia: DEAN’s SALTY AF
Nat : Me
Zee: Those fingers tho
Giulia: Why don t they let cas do that, come on
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Nat : So much grunting and panting in the first couple of minutes
Nat : I love it
Giulia: Gotta isolate just those
Nat: Cas doesn't want to help
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Giulia: Nice
Nat : AH well
Zee: Hello
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Giulia: …
Giulia: WELL HELLO GOOD MORNING TO ME
Nat : Now he did
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a wild Jack appears
Nat : Ah
Zee: What?
Nat : what
Kat: Hahahahahaha
Giulia: JESUS CHRIST
Nat : IN THE HELL
Giulia: the fuck
Kat: Demon!Jack
Giulia: OH COME ON
Nat : AW DEMON JACK
d!Jack: HELLO
S: Jack! you are alive
oh Sam...baby
Zee: Shut up
d!Jack: I- I'd do the whole eyes thing, but, uh, yeah, no eyes.
Nat : WITH SASS
Team free confused
Zee: Blending
Kat: Weekend at Bernie’s haha
Giulia: SO GOOD THO
Nat : Nice glasses
C: Get out of him
Zee: What he said
d!Jack : Okay? Uh, where do I start? Like at the first day of school. Uh, hi.Uh, my name is Belphegor. And, I'm, uh, here from...
Angry Cass approaching
C: i said get out of him. I’m not gonna ask again
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me: 
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D: Cass. Let him speak.
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C: He's an abomination!
Giulia: AWE CAS
Nat : Cas is having none of it
B: You're an abomination with that stupid, dumb trench coat.
Kat: You’re an abomination with that trenchcoat 🤣
Zee: I love Cas
Giulia: but also love Alex
Giulia: STUPID DUMB TRENCHCOAT
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Zee: Listen to your husband Cas
C: He is defiling Jack's corpse!
D: But if he can help... [angrily] Jack's gone, alright?
Giulia: STOP IT DEAN
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Giulia: sob
S: So we are...
B: The Winchesters
Nat : "I read the papers" lol
B: Anyway, I'm guessing this whole, uh, Hellmouth thing is kind of, uh, you?
i MEAN HE’S NOT WRONG
C: No. It was God.
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B: Okay, okay. Look. I-I'm not some crossroad demon. I'm not even one of those black-eyed goons
Giulia: Who the fuck are u
Nat : Virgin puppies  EW
Nat : TwinSiEs
Nat : snorts
Giulia: We are NOT twinsies
Cas is ready to slap a bitch
Giulia: So strange seeing jack like that tho
Nat : But so good
Zee: He be good
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B: Ohh. Little spell. You know, nothing major. Just need some graveyard dirt... and some, uh, angel blood.
Giulia: Yeah, of course, let s use cas again
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*Snort* .... he’s so offeded
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WHAT A MOOD
Nat : what
Giulia: What he do
Nat : WHAT
Giulia: Really
Nat : who is that
Nat: HOW
Giulia: Oh come on
Giulia: I DONT TRUST THIS
Nat : ME NEITHER HIGH FIVE
Giulia: TOO EASY
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B: Hey it worked! High five
Giulia: WHAT
Nat : I'LL PUNCH YOU
Well I wouldn’t want to be the graveyard guys in the morning
Nat : Ah that music
Zee: Future deaths
Nat : Ah bloody mary
Giulia: “oH mY gOd” Who still does that anyway
Nat : Bloody Mary messes with cellphones now
Giulia: A bitch gotta get on with the future
Giulia: Those nails be nasty
Nat : Mhh...  She's more evil than before I would guess
B: I mean, come on. I look good.
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Giulia: That cas squint
Giulia: Yeah Cas does not like
Nat : Cas is suspicious
Nat : They act like they're surprised about 2-3billion souls in hell
Kat: I was surprised the number was that low
B: Imagine a salt circle a mile wide No ghosts get in, no ghosts get out.
S: Yeah. Great. Okay.
C: NO. That town... Harlan, Kansas...is less than a mile from the cemetery.
D: Then we get everybody out.
C: How?
D: WE LIE
Giulia: what else is nee
Giulia: Nee
Giulia: New
Nat : lol
Zee: New
Nat : Nee
Giulia: Great Another typo that will hunt us all
Giulia: Why this time the blood looks fake af
Nat : That my car
Zee: Woman in white
S: Dean, this could be our woman in white.
D: Dude. We sent her to Hell years ago.
S:Yeah, but she could be back.
Nat : Dean just realized
D: Well, if she's back, then they're all back. Every last one that we ever killed.
Giulia: I also just realized that we are seeing them again. My babies. I hugged those bitches S.  O. B
Nat : Aw bb
Kat: Lucky you
Zee: Giuls bb. Shut the fuck up please
I must say tho....that must have felt really depressing for them...I mean..all their work just ...puff....
Giulia: Fuck clows
Nat : Ah no
Giulia: Fuck them
Nat : Stupid clowns
Giulia: Fuck off
Giulia: Drive the fucking car into the door
Nat : Wouldn't get through.
Kat: No keys
Nat : Not enough space to fully accelerate
Zee: So much science
Giulia: Ugh true
Zee: Wtf is sam’s hair?
D: We can handle the evac, so why don't you grab Crowley Jr. here whatever he needs for his spell?
C: NO
D: 
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Well he didn’t expect that 
C: Dean, I can't. I-I...I can't even look at him.
Giulia: AWE CAS
Nat : Aw Cas
Giulia: AWE AWEEEEEE
Giulia: IM HURT.IM BADLY HURT
C: Um... I...
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Awe I think even Dean expected that reaction from Cas. I’m so hurt y’all....so hurt.
WHAT ARE THOSE ROLLING EYES DEAN JFC
Giulia: that sheriff a bit out of it
Kat: Small town. Probably doesn’t have to do much
Nat : Jack probably has his own agenda. "Jack"
Giulia: Yeah
Belphy seeing the gun with that ridiculous nerd name: um....what’s that?
D: Don’t worry about it
B: ok cool
B: So, people are, like, crazy good-looking now, eh?
D: what
B: I mean, the last time I was on Earth, I mean, I was human. Ah, it was a while ago. I mean, but, you know, we were all worshipping308 this giant rock that looked like a huge penis, and...
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Giulia: Wait what
Kat: Huge penis rock
Giulia: thank you
B: Anyway, folks back then, they were, uh, ugly. You know? Had a lot of humps. I mean, a lot.
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B:  Look at 'em now.
D: 
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B:I mean, look at you . I mean, you're, uh, you know, gorgeous
Giulia: HE IS
ALL OF US : WE KNOW
Nat : GET THE FUCK IN LINE FAKE JACK
Kat: BEHIND ME
B: So, uh...who was... he, anyway? 
D: He was our kid. Kinda.
Zee: Our kid
Giulia: OMG NO SOB
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Nat: I cry
Zee: Shut up dean
Kat: OUR KID
Giulia: IM SO HURT
D: Alright. So, what do you need for this spell?
B: you know, nothing much. Big bag of salt.
D: Easy
B: And a... And a human heart.
Giulia: a human heart
Nat : what else ,easy
Kat: OF COURSE
Giulia: CAS LOOKS YUMMY YUUUUUMMY
Kat: OF COURSE
Giulia: LOOK AT HIM
Nat : Giuls people are dying
Giulia: HEWWO
Zee: And thicc
Nat : "insert Kim K gif"
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Giulia: WELL AT LEAST THEY HAVE A NICE THING TO LOOK AT
Giulia: Nice thic, tan things
Giulia: With great hair
Giulia: Nice eyes
Giulia: I should focus
Nat : Cas saw?
Zee: Yeah
Giulia: So thic
Kat: Aw poor dead girls
Nat : GIULS FOCUS
Giulia: That shirt is crying for mercy
Giulia: Yeah yeah Sorry
Giulia: *keeps looking at those pecs*
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Giulia: NO SAM WITH KIDS IM WEAK
Zee: Sam should stop exhaling like that
Nat : NO
Kat: Jared is 4 times the size of that kid
Giulia: STOP HURTING HIM
Kat: Yeah
Zee: Yeah bitch
Giulia: YAS CAS
Kat: I KNOW
Nat : Did Sam treat his bullet wound tho
Giulia: Probably just patched up
Giulia: angel with a shotgun
I love when Cas take care of Sam...so soft.
Nat : that's not a big bag of salt, Dean
D: Rowena, we need your help, so move your ass. What? No, I'm not...Move your exquisite ass, please.
Zee: Exquisite ass
Kat: EXQUISITE ASS PLEASE
Giulia: MOVE YOUR EXQUISITE ASS
D: Here’s your salt
US: Thanks we have plenty 
B: im a fan
Giulia: NO
Zee: Oh no bitch
Zee: NO
B: Yeah, I-I didn't want to say it in front of the other guys,but when you were in Hell, with Alastair, I, uh... I got a chance to watch you work. And, I mean, the things you did to those people, I mean, it wasn't torture. 
Kat: FUCKING ASSHOLE DEMON
Nat : OH NO
Giulia: BAD CHOICE OF WORDS
Giulia: FUCK
Nat : IT WAS ART
Kat: iT waS ArT
Giulia: Is it bad that I wanna watch that tho
Zee: WATCH WHAT?
Nat : YES
Giulia: DEAN’S “ART”
Zee: Wtf is wrong with you ?
B: And then every door in Hell just sprang open all at once.
D: Wait. Every door? Even the Cage?
Nat : Even the cage
Nat : OH NO
D: And Michael?
B: Well, last I heard, he was just sittin' there. Yeah, but if he got out, I mean... Ugh.
Giulia: Lol ADAM
B: I mean...he wouldn't hold a grudge, right?
Giulia: *SNORTS* SURE
Nat : Ah that looks nasty
Kat: YALL WATCH CAREFULLY COMING UP
Zee: Can I love Cas in this ep?
Giulia: Oh cas can mend shirt too
Nat : SNORTS
Nat : WHAT DO YOU MEAN
Nat : Ah
Giulia: i don t like what is going on
Kat: JUST WATCH
Zee: Fuck
Nat : I HATE THIS KAT
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Giulia: WHAT
Nat : AH NO
Giulia: NO
Nat : SHIT WHAT
Kat: I TOLD YOU
Giulia: WHAT WAS THAT
Nat : WHAT IS GOING ON
Nat : EVIL SAM IS IN THAT WOUND
But let us take a blurred , closer, look tho: 
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*GASPS*
THAT’S THIC BEARD DEAN
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YUM
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those are definitely black eyes. 
WHAT IS GOING OOOOOOOOOOON
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Giulia: Oh I remember that clock, leave a comment if you do too.
Nat : btw All the ghosts don't look very scary
Kat: All these ghosts look old af
Zee: Them bow legs
Giulia: Look at that strut
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Kat: Fresh would be better lol
B: cOOL
Giulia: Zee’s that u
Casually punching a hole into someone chest to rip a heart out
Giulia: Got a heart
Nat : WHAT
Kat: Damn fake Jack
Zee: Get away kid
Nat : YOU DON'T SAY
Nat : GOOD FOR YOU
Giulia: Oh the lake ghost
Giulia: Oh ya RUN BB RUN
Kat: That kid is too calm
Zee: It’s not ok
Giulia: it s noooot
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Nat : No, he didn't
Nat : Sam did
Zee: You shot me
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Giulia: SNORTSP
Kat: You shot me 🤣🤣
Kat: Bad ghost bad
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Giulia: Well that was scary
Nat : Stop hurting Sam
Zee: STOP HURTING SAM
Giulia: OH LOOK I LOVE CAS WITH THE SHOTGUN
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Zee: WE BEEN KNEW
Nat : OF COURSE YOU DO
Giulia: AWE HE S SAVING SAM
Nat : The ghosts all look weird af
Giulia: True
Kat: They are 15 years older okay
Giulia: Must be the daylight
Zee: I don’t trust jack
Giulia: well is not jack
Giulia: AWE
Nat : AH HE IS FAST HE HAS LONG LEGS
Giulia: I’m worried about Misha's hip
Zee: Shut up
Giulia: Shut up
Kat: AAAAAHHHHH SHUT UP
Giulia: Good gif to use
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Nat : he said it like Stepford Sam
Kat: MMHHMM
Giulia: Right?
Giulia: Listen to that PUR
Kat: SO GOOD
Giulia: the angel thing
Nat : So 4 people fit in the back
Nat : lol
Giulia: GOOD TO KNOW
Nat : Ah, not sexual
Zee: Or two horizontal ones
Kat: Well one is a small child
Giulia: Me and Nat are small child size
Nat : Yes
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D:  You okay?
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C: Yes, but...
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Giulia: UGH
Nat : lol
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B: Wow! Awkward WANNA TALK ABOUT IT
Zee: Is that a no?
Nat : LISTEN TO HIM DEAN
Zee: That’s a no
Kat: Ooohhh they so pissed
Giulia: SO PISSED
Giulia: SO TENSE
Nat : SO HOT
Giulia: THEY SHOULD RELAX
Giulia: I JUST HAPPEN TO KNOW HOW
Giulia: what
D: Right now we get you fixed up.
S: what
Nat : I'M FINE
Giulia: Yeah open that shirt
Nat : Do you hear that
Nat : FIIIIIINNNEEEEEEE
D: We've been going nonstop. Let me see it.
D: There's no exit wound.
Giulia: DON T TALK LIKE THAT
Nat : Yeah, sure Jan
D: Hey, do you remember when we were little? What I would do to distract you whenever I'd rip off a Band-Aid or something like that?
S: Yeah. You'd tell some stupid joke.
Kat: Omg such a soft moment
Nat : Aw
Nat : Don't come up with old stories now. I'll cry
D: Come on. Knock, knock.
S: Who's...*HISSING*
D: Still got it
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Kat: My boys 😭
Nat : It's Jensen face
The little shit face 
Giulia: Well I don t see white foam
Nat : Are you surprised?
Zee: My god
D: Just when we thought we had a choice. You know, whenever we thought we had free will. We were just rats in a maze. Sure, we could go left. Sure, we could go right. But we were still in the damn maze. Just makes you think, if all of it... you know, everything that we've done...What did it even mean?
S: It meant a lot. We still saved people.
D: Yeah, but what for? You know?  Just so he could throw another End of the World at us and then sit back and chug popcorn?
Giulia: I wanna chug popcorn
Nat : Yeah, ya did Sam
Nat : But I get Dean
Zee: Sam still believes
S: But now he’s gone
Nat : YA THINK
S: He gets bored and... and... and... and pulls the ripcord.I mean, that's what he did with Apocalypse World and... and probably with all of them. He moves on, starts another story. But you know what?
Giulia: GOOD
S: For the first time. It's just us.
Zee: What’s one more apocalypse right?
Giulia: 
“What’s one more apocalypse right?” -shit that SPN fans says
S: When we win this, God's gone There's no one to screw with us. There's no more maze. It's just us. And we're free.
D: So you and me versus every soul in Hell? I like those odds.
D: Well, you know what that means.
S: We got work to do.
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Giulia: WHAT
Giulia: ALREADY
Nat : WHAT
Zee: Why is it over ?
Giulia: ...it flew
Kat: Hehehe
Nat : FINISHED?
Nat : EH
Nat : WAIT WAS THAT 40 MINUTES ALREADY
Kat: That end though
Giulia: ...what
Nat : What
Giulia: What happened
Kat: The throwback
Zee: Yeah it was
Giulia: what trip was that
Zee: I just exhaled
Nat : What was that
Giulia: WE VE GOT WORK TO DO
Giulia: That was so fast
Kat: SOBA
Giulia: TRAILER
Nat : I hate them
Zee: Oh come on
Nat : i am watching trailer now
Giulia: EH NOTHING MUCH
Kat: Yeah
Nat : LOL I KNOW AS MUCH AS I DID BEFORE
Kat: WHAT
Nat : WTF
Kat: IT’S OVER
Nat : I am not overly impressed
Nat : Dean didn’t finish his knock knock joke
Nat : I’m sangry
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Next -----> 15x02  "Raising Hell"
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diminuel · 5 years ago
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Supernatural 15x01 rewatch
As a warning to send you on your way; this is a long post and it’s not clearly structured. It’s a reaction and not a proper analysis/ meta. I’d love to hear your thoughts or be pointed towards your own reactions if you’re willing to share~
Okay, here we go! All under the cut!
I am fond of the smooth transition between the “THEN” and “NOW”. The summary of last season was pretty short and I had somehow expected a montage spanning all seasons, but this is better.
First of all I am confronted with the slight vagueness of the issue at hand: the doors to hell have all been opened, so any soul that wants to is free to walk the earth again. So are they ghosts or are they demons? Since they possess bodies demons would be most likely, but then they wouldn’t be cast out of a body by iron alone. Other ghosts we see later on - any ghost that’s not in the cemetary trying to eat Sam and Dean and Cas - don’t seem to need to possess a body. Neither are they in any way restricted to a particular place or object or bound by lore (White Woman, Bloody Mary... they both just kill whoever is available, not who they would usually go for due to the “rules”).
The second remarkable thing is that we get Belphegor in Jack’s place, both masking his loss but also parading it around, depending on which character he has a scene with. Belphegor, while suspicious, is also highly entertaining and even though he has no eyes he is pretty insightful. Jack’s dead and Dean comments it with “he didn’t deserve this”, but that is the height of emotion for Dean regaring Jack’s demise, at least in this episode. Dean wanted Jack to die but ultimately decided against it, but I assume his lack of emotion (or at least the lack of expression of those emotions) are a good indication that Dean’s anger at what Jack has done still overrides his paternal feelings and any sadness that Jack's death might cause him. He wanted him dead, now he’s dead, moving on to bigger issues.
How Dean deals with his own complicated feelings regarding Jack is one thing, but how he deals with Cas’ feelings is quite another. Dean shows no compassion at all for how Cas feels about Belphegor walking around in Jack’s body. But neither does Sam, not really. They instead jump at the chance of having an ally. A demon comes, possesses Jack’s body, gives them a little speech and conveniently has all the right spells just available to himself and Dean & Sam don’t even think about second guessing it? It’s like “I need angel blood :D” and when Cas hesistates Sam urges him to give his blood anyway.
Also, Sam doesn’t have a lot of scenes with the guy, it’s mostly Dean and Cas being shown to have very different reactions and that’s pretty telling too considering Dean and Cas have been established to be Jack’s parents more than Sam has lately. 
While Dean is pretty unperturbed and cracking jokes like calling Belphegor Crowley Jr. (I’d call him Babybel but to each their own), Castiel went from anger at him possessing Jack to a heart-broken admittal that he can’t even look at Belphegor, something that doesn’t even seem to cross Dean’s mind as a possibility? He lets Cas go without berating him for it, so at least it gave him to think a bit and he didn’t default to not letting Cas have emotions about it.
Belphegor has a reaction to the Equalizer, so I assume there might be something coming featuring that kill everything suicide gun. Belphegor probably knows more than he lets on, who knows if he’s even from our version of the Sam and Dean story, but we’ll probably see. The scene showing the gun in Belphegor’s presence was there for a reason and we’re bound to see what it’ll become.
Belphegor commenting on how gorgeous Dean is (and then later on how much he admires him as an artist) is just so funny to me. Kind of uncomfortable of course because it sounds like Belphegor is flirting and the dude is possessing Dean’s kid *lol* Generally, Belphegor is our big question mark of the episode. Is he who he claims to be? What is his goal exactly? Helping the Winchesters to put things back into hell seems far-fetched but not exactly impossible. 
But, I must now comment on one of the high lights of the episode for me. Dean, Cas and Belphegor are in the impala alone. Belphegor witnesses Cas share that he cannot even look at Belphegor. I’m pretty sure Jack made the demon news too, but Belphegor still asks about his meatsuit, which then reveals an interesting, juicy bit that warms every Destiel shipper’s heart. Dean says that Jack was “our” kid. Now, imagine you’re Belphegor and you get that piece of information after having just witnessed a tense moment between Dean and Cas. Who is “our”? Considering that Belphegor knows that Sam and Dean are brothers and he has seen how Cas acts around him, he inevitably must interpret “he was our kid” to mean Dean and Castiel’s. Especially since everyone in hell seems to know that Dean and Cas are “attached”. I’m just waiting for Belphegor to comment on Dean and Cas’ failing marriage.
But hey, back to the plot! I wonder what the Equalizer wound does. In all honesty we don’t even know for sure what the Equalizer does, because it certainly wasn’t the only thing that could kill Jack. Maybe its goal was to purge Jack out of the story since he, in theory, could be a thread to the whole cardhouse structure of the multiverse that is Chuck’s AO3 profile of not beta read variations of the same story (like Metatron said, Chuck posted the first draft). When Jack was born he created rifts into different worlds - the abandoned drafts existing parallel to their own - and he had impacted other worlds, killed players from different universes (well, not that this was the first time this happened, Meta Misha anyone? Poor guy) and could destroy it all. Chuck doesn’t mind losing one story. There are countless more, but having Jack mess up all of them, especially the ones Chuck likes to observe? That would suck. So if that was something the Equalizer was meant to prevent, balacing all the other universes out there, then maybe Sam now accidentally became a portal/ door to other worlds. The fact that we saw a different Sam, heard a different Dean seems to imply this. 
Well, that’s just speculation because it could also be that Sam, having accidentally forged a connection with Chuck due to their common wound, could simply see things - the future, different versions that Chuck is currently invested in. In any case, I’m very excited about that, seeing different versions of Team Free Will is my jam.
And while I’m speaking of things that are my jam? I must mention Cas’ flat “You shot me”. So good. I always wonder why that doesn’t happen more often in close ghost combat when shotguns are involved. Luckily Cas can’t get hurt *lol* 
But... why can a ghost hurt a demon and why can a ghost get a hold of Cas? These ghosts generally do weird things but I assume that might be because they’ve been to hell for a while and are on their way to become demons? But that brings us back to the question I asked initially and I guess we’ll see more of that in the next episode.
And now, the other DeanCas scene. It doesn’t exactly qualify as a conversation but it’s there and it’s still meaningful. Why did Dean get out of the car, why did he approach Cas, why did he ask? The way he cuts any conversation short beyond the quick affirmation that Cas isn’t hurt, Dean shows that he doesn’t want to talk, doesn’t want to hear anything from Cas. Belphegor picks up on the rejection it is meant to be. It is kinda awkard, it is kind of cruel. Dean knows how Cas is struggling with the situation, at least when it gets to Belphegor but Dean is clever enough to know how much Cas is hurting because of Jack’s death. But Dean allows no grief, no expression of it, which I think is cruel... And it’s not necessary. Even if Dean is angry at Cas still (obviously) that doesn’t mean that he gets to decide to not let Cas be sad about the death of their child. (But Dean has done that before, when Charlie died and Sam apologized to her while they gave her a hunter’s funeral, Dean decided that Sam didn’t get to say anything, because he was at fault. It makes Dean seem so self-righteous, deciding who can or cannot be sad and in what shape they are allowed to express their grief.) Cas has shown in S14 and now again that he wants to talk, he wants to tackle the issue as a family. He never rejected Dean’s sadness, anger and grief - it was Sam that held him back, it was Dean who decided to cry alone in the woods even though Cas would have been there for him.
And Cas isn’t even angry at Dean, which is something that I expected. I wonder if that will continue this way; with Cas having plenty of reasons to be upset with Dean, but only ever taking the rejection Dean heaps on him, accepting that Dean doesn’t grant him the right to voice his own grief, without ever speaking up about it. Just... it’s unfair?
By the way, Sam continues to remove himself from the entire issue. He has very little to offer in terms of reactions to Jack’s death, he has nothing to offer in terms of comfort for Cas, presents no grief for either Cas or Dean to comment on and in turn get to show glimpses of their own struggling. And he too takes no responsibility at the current moment for the situation, no apology offered to Cas regarding his involvement in the “kill Jack” mission... Which is disappointing as well but not super unexpected either. Maybe it’ll come later, but as with Dean, Cas doesn’t seem to hold any anger so far.
I did like the ending. From what some interviews stated I had expected Sam and Dean to struggle with having God as the one who wrote their entire lives a lot more. But they’re doing fine so far...
All in all, a good episode. Throwing Belphegor into the mix created some very interesting situations and having him there means that he - as an outsider - gets to poke at things that interests us too, like the focus on the Dean - Cas drama. He comments on it for us, gets Cas to speak up in ways he probably wouldn’t if there was only Jack’s corpse around. So I’m pleased. :D
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almaasi · 6 years ago
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reaction post typed while watching SPN 14x08 “Byzantium”
*insert gif of me with raging fireballs for eyes and a huge smile, throwing flowers everywhere*
03:45pm
WHooo a meredith glynn episode!!!!! my fave
i always hear the 10th doctor saying “byzantium” and i can’t even put my finger on why. i guess he said it once. followed by the word “crystals”. probably what powers the tardis tbh
brb gonna get a lil snackaroo
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04:04pm
okay a whole mealaroo, same difference
LET’S WATCH THE THING
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04:06
i like that this recap is mostly women saying important things, quoted from multiple episodes
the stars have aligned
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04:08
sam: “tell them yourself, they’ll get back in a minute”
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oh no the pain in sam’s eyes
i lowkey forgot jared could act
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04:10
jack: what happens next, for someone like me?
sam: i don’t know
jack: then it’s gonna be an adventure
he is THE PUREST SOUL
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04:11
sam: “he’s gone”
WHAT??? NO?????!?!?!
WHAT??2RF
JDFG?
/????????
NO? I WAS 0% EXPECTING THIS 
WHAT THE HELL
EXCUSE ME I WANT A REFUND FOR THIS EMOTIONAL INVESTMENT
SERIOUSLY I 100% BELIEVED HE’D BE OKAY
WHO ALLOWED THIS
/frowns and continues watching because nope this will be FIXED
at some point
undoubtedly
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04:14
oh nooooo
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does cas always check with dean’s emotions so he can reflect them, or because he wants to check if dean’s okay before allowing himself to feel his own emotions?
because he always does this
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04:16
also i wanna know why this is clearly affecting dean so much more than cas or sam when they all cared about him like parents
does he just take things to heart way more, or is jack specifically linked in his mind to something he did wrong and the guilt is overwhelming?
also i totally would’ve loved to see them all bawling their eyes out tbh
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04:18
why is cas the one holding everything together
dean’s in pain, cas helps him
sam’s in pain, dean lets him be but cas wants to help
but how is cas feeling
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04:21
would fresh wood even burn???? i thought you’re meant to get dead, old wood
or maybe i know nothing and you’re meant to chop down poor, innocent trees
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04:24
dean: “tonight? we get loaded”
and now i’m crying ;~;
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04:25
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fuk u
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04:26
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it’s obviously misha but it’s also canon cas now and he’s smiling and i’m sobbing and i can’t handle this
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okay dean needs to kiss that lil bit of caramel off his lip RIGHT NOW
100% the reason the editors used that shot
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04:28
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okYA THAT RIGHT THERE/ THAT’S DRUNK JENSEN
NESNEJ, IF YOU WILL
I KNOW THAT LOOK ANYWHERE
THAT’S JENSEN LOOKING AT MISHA WITH DRUNK HEARTEYES
they must’ve used real liquor somewhere in this, either that or jensen is REALLY good at acting drunk with his eyes
AND FUCK THAT’S ALSO DEAN LOOKING AT CAS WITH DRUNK HEARTEYES
SHIT
this episode is just a list of things i did not fucking expect to see right now
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04:33
tbh jack’s heaven is probably very close to my idea of heaven too
endless team free will/destiel soft fanfiction where nothing is wrong and they like me
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04:35
how does he look SO. GOOD.
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04:37
honestly right now as they’re having this conversation about angel tablets, my bladder is straining in sympathy for dean’s
please somebody let him leave to use the bathroom
i cannot imagine how much liquid is inside him right now AND AT THE SAME TIME HE MUST BE THE MOST DEHYDRATED
save this boy
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04:41
oooh is jack gonna meet his mom in heaveeeeeeennnnn
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04:44
dean: “psycho ex-angel killer”
um dude everyone you know and love has murdered angels
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04:50
oooohhhh yes i did recognise the black inky skeleton thing but didn’t place it until now
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04:50
duma: “what does it want?”
naomi: “the boy”
unsure if that counts as a bechdel test pass but it was close
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duma: “so what do we do?”
naomi: “give it what it wants”
okay THAT counts
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04:54
anubis is 10/10
love the accent, the snark, and the face
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04:55
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this is cool as fuck
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04:56
“god doesn’t decide... i don’t decide. you do. i’ll tally it up at the precise moment of your death”
some good-place lore right here
loving it VERY MUCH
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05:00
all the rainbow flowers~~~~
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05:02
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WAAAAAH ;U;;U;U;U;
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05:08
the empty: “and when you finally give yourself permission to be happy, and let the sun shine on your face? that’s.. when i’ll come”
okay just saying, this specific iteration of the empty is hands down the most interesting and most terrifying big bad this show has ever had
this actress needs all the awards
she looks so delicate but there’s something HUGE and angry inside her and it shows, physically
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05:11
i thought the plan was to bring jack back to life so the empty leaves heaven
WHY did cas offer himself to save jack instead??? even though lily is doing the spell?
i thought he was buying time but then THAT HAPPENED
THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANT, IN ANY UNIVERSE
not letting cas be happy, ever, is 100% worse than jack dying and going to heaven
but i guess that’s the point, jack would have ended up in the empty. BUT EVEN SO WHY DID CAS GIVE HIMSELF UP IF THE SPELL WAS MEANT TO HAPPEN
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05:14
cas: “i don’t want them to worry”
but. like. 
does this mean cas could just die at any moment
dean tells him he loves him and WHOOP dead forever in the empty
0/10 fuck you
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05:16
also interesting that the empty is willing to barter and change plans and swap souls from destination to destination whereas anubis is not
i guess that differentiates where they stand on that alignment chart thing
there is SO MUCH happening at all times in this universe
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05:17
again, if cas can just leave with jack, why did he give himself up
i must be missing something here
maybe it’s just that the spell wasn’t complete yet
hmmm i guess... i guess cas’ deal was specifically for jack, so when jack dies eventually again, he goes to heaven instead of the empty? like, it’s not just for now, it’s for always
okay that makes more sense
BUT JEEZ WHAT A PRICE ;A;
NOW CAS CAN NEVER BE HAPPY OR SAFE IN LIFE, OR DEATH
FUCK
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05:21
i’m gonna cry
that one last sefless act was probably enough to tip the scales in lily’s favour
i’m crying
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05:23
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naomi: “i think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”
YES YES PLEASE SAVE HIM FROM THIS RIDICULOUS FATE
he’s such a fucking winchester
and i just realised i got my wish, meredith glynn writing cas. i was right, she does it perfectly and i love her
i mean, i hope i’m not speaking too soon here, naomi better fix this shit right now
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yes i spoke too soon
“the archangel michael’s location”
useful but not what i wanted at all gdi
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05:26
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<3
well look i knew jack would be fine
BUT AT WHAT COST
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
wish list: happy cas and no eternal death in the empty
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05:28
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jensen definitely snuck a look at the camera just then
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05:29
URHGUGGUUH THIS WAS A BEAUTIFUL EPISODE FULL OF LADY CHARACTERS AND TEAM FREE WILL AND CAS AND JACK AND 10/10 SIDE CHARACTERS WITH 10/10 PLOTLINES AND CHARACTER DEVELOPENT
I KNEW JACK WOULD BE FINE AND I’M GLAD HE WAS
BUT CAS BARTERING HIS SOUL IS KILLING ME
I WANNA CLAW MY EYES OUT
GOD DAMMIT
BUT FUCK IF I DIDN’T LOVE THIS EPISODE ANYWAY
FUCK YOU MEREDITH GLYNN, YOU DESERVE AN ANGRY HIGH FIVE AND A CAKE
10/10 PROBABLY ONE OF THE BEST CAS EPISODES EVER IMO BUT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH MY FACE IS TWITCHING I’M BOTH FURIOUS AND SATISFIED I HATE IT
that moment when it’s the worst thing ever when your favourite writer writes your favourite character so in-character that it destroys everything, ever
*insert gif of me with raging fireballs for eyes and a huge smile, throwing flowers everywhere*
/puts that as the post header
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truthbeetoldmedia · 6 years ago
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The 100 5x12 "Damocles Pt 1" Review
Guys…..I don’t even know. This show was my favorite TV show in years, maybe ever until this season (well, I kinda didn’t love Season 4 but that finale was so amazing I was still hooked) but now I don’t even know how the show wants me to feel? Do the writers want us all to stop watching? This season went off the rails after episode 5x05 and I am not a happy camper so be prepared for a salty review.
The good:
“Say hello to my little friend.” Murphy quoting Scarface as he shoots the giant laser gun, only for him to screw it up and almost blow everyone up is grade A John Murphy content.
While I’m on that scene with the laser gun, I just want to say that Dean White has such an eye for cinematography and I loved the way this whole scene was shot. Same with the march through the gorge, this episode did nail directing!
Emori and Murphy exchanging little smiles after he uses the same screw up later to give them cover to escape in the rover. Post apocalyptic Bonnie and Clyde 4ever.
SHAW. Miles Zeke “I will break if they torture you” Shaw. He is a treasure guys, he would rather die by being electrocuted than live knowing he killed hundreds of people or was the reason Raven got tortured. Protect this man. I want him and Raven to spend forever together.
Echo reading Clarke to filth for leaving Bellamy to likely die in the fighting pit because she was angry. This will be extended into the “bad” and “ugly” section.
Monty calmly telling Echo he’s not doing what she wants him to do over the radio.
Abby and Clarke actually having an affectionate second as mom and daughter...even though it was still kinda empty.
Clarke FINALLY waking up and helping her friends...this will also show up in my bad/ugly section.
Indra and Gaia having an actual mother/daughter moment. ”I’m not leaving my daughter” I want them both to survive, they deserve to be happy with each other.
I loved Octavia finally realizing how bad of a leader she’s been, I do not want her to get off the hook that easy. She has made terrible decisions and they lead up to this first 10 minutes of the episode, with her loyal army getting butchered in front of her. Of course the first to die was the little boy she had taught to fight, Ethan being the symbol of Octavia’s “hope” for the future of her people, (I hate the word Wonkru) and all of them mowed down in front of her. But I also hate it took this to get through to her — Thelonious Jaha is so disappointed in her.
“Guess she’s not up for mother of the year.” Raven as she’s taking the shock collar off Madi, TRULY iconic.
BELLAMY BLAKE is consistently the only “good” part of this show for me anymore (aside from Monty, who is almost as absent as his criminally underutilized other half Harper), and this episode we saw Bellamy do what he does best! Protect his sister, save people, put others first; but also he stands up for himself and tells Octavia “This is is all your fault, all these people died because of you.” YES, SON! Let her have it! Don’t hold back! When Octavia says, “Do you want me to die?” And he just responds, “Yes,” we know he didn’t honestly mean that considering how much he tried to keep her alive this episode.
Bellamy’s pep talk to Gaia — “Keep fighting, if not for you then for her” — and him carrying her warmed my heart.
Octavia saying “Wonkru is broken, I broke it” and Indra just flat out saying “Yes you did.”
Clarke reminding Echo that she has blood on her hands. “Don’t think all those people you helped blow up in Mt Weather didn’t count because you were following orders.” I about stood up on my feet and clapped.
Also in this same scene Clarke’s face when Echo tells her Bellamy isn’t dead and he survived her betrayal, girl was SHOOK. And the exchange of “Don’t pretend like you care about Bellamy now” and Clarke interjecting “I ALWAYS cared” — too bad this is the extent of emotion she gets to show for Bellamy in the last two episodes...when in reality she should have been crying buckets of tears.
The last second rescue of Bellamy and Co. in the gorge right when you think Octavia’s “fight is over.” It was great to see the rover back in action Monty and crew saving their friends, I just wish Clarke was there too.
I do think this episode had good moments. BUT hold onto your hats, we are about to dive deep into some salt! And also some plot lines that they seem to be “retconning” for no reason except to give fanservice to a group of people far too late and in the worst way possible...without further ado:
The bad:
Well, there were several little things that I was honestly confused by.
Kane and Vinson...what was that scene for? What did it accomplish? It was so random — what were Vinson's motivations, why did he want Abby to keep being a pill head? I loved the way he went out and the acting between Henry Ian Cusick and Mike Dopud is fabulous but, honestly, it was pointless and had no real impact on the story, like half of the plot this season if I’m being honest.
Why is the Flame and how it interfaces with the commander the most inconsistently written plot this show has ever done? Raven spent half her time in Season 3B reading Becca’s journals and explaining how the Flame works — but now it seems to work any way the writers need it to? In episode 3x12 Monty asks Raven if the minds uploaded to the City of Light (which I’m assuming is a large scale version of the Flame where thousands of “consciousnesses” can be uploaded and exist at once since Becca designed both): “There’s a chance my mom’s still alive?” to which Raven replies, “Depends on your definition of alive.” In 5x12 when Madi so creepily channels “Lexa” it’s indeed not her but a saved version of her mind from before her death, so Madi should be able to theoretically access her memories BUT in no way should Lexa be conscious to what’s going on in the present and “speak through” Madi — If this were the case why didn’t Becca tell the previous commanders who she was? That the flame was tech and not a spirit? Why didn’t the commander during the first Mount Weather troubles tell the next one about how to defeat them or how to help them therefore make peace? Why didn’t they tell Lexa the “threat” that crashed to earth was actually 100 CHILDREN that didn’t want to die or kill they just wanted to survive? IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE GUYS. Jason, if you happen to read this, EXPLAIN.
In the same episode we are told the flame is ALIE 2.0 made to merge with and enhance the brain of the “host” aka commander. She goes on to say the reason commanders didn’t know it was AI was because the program “degraded over time.” SO how pray tell did a 12 year old girl reset the password on this thing when the 15 or however many prior commanders couldn’t? EXPLAIN. How did she channel a commander when from what we’ve been told it’s never been done, or grounders wouldn’t be technology fearing, warring clans? This plot has more holes than a wheel of Swiss cheese.
I’m gonna stop yelling about this, I promise. I just hate this whole plot and the Flame should’ve went up in flames during Praimfaya.
Killing Ethan. So Thelonious Jaha literally dies to save his adopted son, and he is the first casualty in the gorge? Really, writers? Jaha lost his biological son, Wells, grieved him for almost 5 seasons and in turn sacrifices his life to protect his surrogate son the way he couldn’t protect his biological one, and this is how Jaha is rewarded? I really can’t believe.
The general attitude the writers seem to have about Clarke’s emotions and love, etc. Yes, she can miss Lexa, BUT I don’t believe the levels she misses a person that she knew in total for 4 months and hated approximately 3 months and one day, but not still be gutted over losing her best friend of FIFTEEN YEARS, WELLS JAHA. Or her actual father, or Bellamy — her canon post-Wells best friend in the series — whom she thinks she left to DIE? And if she can forgive Lexa’s multiple betrayals so quick she should already have forgiven Bellamy and feel like the worst person, to be honest. This season has treated the character of Clarke Griffin poorly and she deserved better.
On that subject, why is Clarke a side character instead of the lead female character? Why is her storyline like post apocalyptic Mommy Dearest? Why is she yet again isolated from her friends and family? EXPLAIN.
Okay now that I’ve gotten the above off my chest we are gonna dive straight into
The ugly:
Phew! I tell ya what, this season has exhausted me mentally and emotionally and not for good reasons.
Clarke won’t remove the flame from Madi because she “promised her” but she will force a shock collar on her and shock her with the voltage that brings a full grown man to the ground? REALLY, YOU GUYS WENT THERE? Are any of you even parents?
The whole storyline that Madi can see and feel Lexa’s memories is a whole other level of ICK! I didn’t think I’d ever have to deal with on this show. There are so many ways the writers could have not “gone there” with this story: never letting Madi have the flame, making sure we understood Madi, a twelve-year-old child, could only see relevant memories of the commanders, etc., but no. Instead, they imply that the former “lover” of her “mom” can consciously “speak” through her and show/tell the child anything. It is disturbing and I cannot believe the writers actually went there and were okay with it. Again, I am shocked that some of these people have children because they are not treated well in this show. And the  parents are usually the worst offenders.
On that note, I’d like to mention Abby’s advice and Clarke LISTENING. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate Abby, and I know she’s always “tried” but she has been for 90% of the show a terrible parent. You would not want to use her as a role model for good parenting, that’s for sure.
It’s not a for sure thing yet, but if that end scene of “saving” Bellamy, Gaia and Indra is Octavia’s “redemption” I am gonna pop a forehead vein. Bellamy and Clarke still get what they did seasons ago thrown in their faces daily. I expect this x 100 for Octavia because she actively chose to do all the hideous things she did. She is not a hero, she is a villain and should be treated as such for the rest of the season. She can get a “redemption” next season if she has to have one.
If you made it through this very critical review I applaud you (and if any of the writers or directors read this, know that I respect your talent; this ranting is because I know what you guys are capable of and it’s so much better than what I’ve see this season).
To end things on a slightly positive note, next week is the season finale! Can you believe it’s already here?! Also can you believe we’ve survived this VERY rocky season? There have definitely been great moment this season, just not enough. But here are the things I’m looking forward to  or hope happen next week:
We finally get to meet Shannon Kook’s character! I’ve been waiting to meet him for months!
Hopefully Bellamy and Clarke reconcile and reconnect, I miss their amazing bond and protectiveness of one another.
Hopefully Kane and Gaia are alive and healing?
After she helps Wonkru, I hope Madi has the flame removed and it gets destroyed, never to be mentioned again.
I hope Diyoza and her baby are A-OK and we will see them next season. Same goes for Shaw, I want him alive and happy being the sweet love Raven Reyes has always deserved.
I want Clarke to mend her relationships with all of her friends and people, to apologize and to accept apologies. I want her to feel loved, I am tired of her always being isolated.
I want Bellamy to feel loved and understood, especially by Clarke and not in a “shippy” way (though I’m all for it). I want her to acknowledge that she left him to die, that she sorely regrets it and that she loves him especially if she can express that kind of sentiment for a computer hard drive and someone she liked for two weeks of her life. Bellamy and Clarke deserve an entire episode to work through their stuff because their relationship is literally the central relationship of the entire series, and to not let them acknowledge what they mean to each other and make amends does the show and the characters a disservice.
I want the season to end with hope! This season in ways has been more depressing and frustrating than Season 3 ever dreamed of being. We need light at the end of the tunnel or Season 6 may have an audience of 17 people. Levity and hope don't take away from drama and angst if executed correctly. If you can’t write both sides into the same space it’s not a problem with your story, it’s a problem with who’s writing it.  
I will have hope that they can and will do better (the characters and the writers) until the end BUT I will still bring the salt when I need to.
I give this episode 3 bees because it had potential, great cinematography, and some great Murphy one liners. But it was overall flat and disappointing.
What were your thoughts of this episode? What are you hoping for in the finale? Comment below!
And tune in to the season finale next week! Our founder Sam will be live tweeting and writing up the finale review!
The 100 airs at 8/7c on The CW.
Gina’s episode rating: 🐝🐝🐝
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my-darling-luna · 4 years ago
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Glitch Chapter 2
Glitch Masterlist
Summary- After three years at Hogwarts, Scarlett Dean thought that she was ready to take on another year. I mean how hard could it be, right? Wrong. So very wrong. Things turn sour when secrets are spilled and friends are made with those who she was told to stay away from.
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  "I can't believe that it's here already." Lyra mumbled to Scarlett as the two made their way down to their dates together.
"I can't believe that Lukas had the guts to ask you out." Lukas was a quiet and nervous Durmstrang boy that had asked Lyra out two days before the big ball.
"He's actually really out going when you talk to him more than once." Lyra pointed out to Scarlett as the two of them carefully walked down the stone steps to decrease the chance of falling down in their heels. "Speaking of confusion, why did you say yes to Cormac? He's a complete tosser."
"Oh stop, please. I've already gotten the 'Cormac is a jerk' talk three times already from you and at least once from everyone else I told. He's...sweet; just a little misunderstood, maybe."
"Stop making excused for boys being jerks, they don't deserve it. Just admit that he's an awful bloke and move on." Scarlett watched as Lukas took Lyra's hand once they reached the bottom of the staircase. "See you in there!" She leaned in close and whispered in Scarlett's ear. "Remember what I said." The couple walked away with their arms hooked with each other. Standing on her tip toes to look over the crowd, Scarlett could barley see the edges of people's hair in the entrance to the Great Hall.
"Hey Lettie, you ready to go in?" Scarlett turned around to face the voice when it clicked what he had said.
"Don't call me Lettie." Cormac didn't even waver as he steered Scarlett to into the decorated hall.
Scarlett was sure that she almost froze when she walked into the Great Hall. She could feel her eyes widen as she took in every detail, from the glittering snowflakes to the ice sculptures in the corner which she was sure would be broken by the end of the night. The punch bowls were even in what looked like bowls made of ice and with cups that matched.
"You coming?" Scarlett jumped at Cormac's whisper in her ear. She was sure that it was supposed to sound sexy, but it rather scared her half to death.
"Yeah...yes, of course." She moved to the left side of the hall with Cormac as the two waited for the four champions and their dates to walk in. Padma and her date, Ron Weasley as Scarlett recognized him, moved to stand next to her.
"Isn't this just brilliant?" Padma squealed as the two girls hugged.
"Yes it is." Scarlett lowered her voice to whisper in her friend's ear. "What in the hell is Ron wearing?" Padma pulled back and gave a small shudder.
"I have no idea, but-" Padma was cut off by cheering and the large oak doors opening to let in the four champions. "Is that Hermione Granger?"
"With Viktor Krum?" Scarlett didn't realize that Cormac had, at some point, slithered his arm around her waist and tightened it at her question.
"No way, it can't be." Ron seemed to be convincing himself more than anyone else.
If an hour passed, or two, or three, Scarlett had no idea. The Weird Sisters came on maybe three songs ago and she couldn't even think straight with the volume of the singing and screaming from the crowd. She had previously pulled Padma away from the brooding Ron and Harry to come dance with her, her friends, and their dates. They spent the time since jumping around, laughing, and talking with each other before another song ended. As the cheers began to die down, Scarlett managed to pull out of Cormac's grip and tell everyone that she was going to take a breather. Pushing out of the crowd, she began to walk over to the tables when someone blind sided her.
"Bloody hell." She mumbled under her breath, steadying herself on her heels.
"Oh...um sorry." Scarlett looked at the boy her ran into her and immediately knew who he was. You were probably stupid or a muggle if you had no idea of the story of Harry Potter.
"It's okay, I guess. This was crazy cliche, like something that you would see in a Disney movie." She rambled and he nodded, his eyes flashing in recognition.
"You're muggleborn?"
"My mum is a muggle, don't know what my dad was." He didn't flash a sympathy smile, knowing from experience how much that made everything worse so he kept it in. "Don't feel sorry. I can't be sorry for something I don't know about. Anyways..." Harry awkwardly scanned the room.
"I- what's your name?" Scarlett barked a laugh which made Harry look at her with a weird look.
"I've sat across from you in Transfiguration for four years and you still don't know my name?" Harry flushed.
"Sorry, if it makes you feel better, I don't pay much attention in that class."
"I'm Scarlett Dean."
"Harry Potter."
"I know." Things soon became more awkward as time went by and Scarlett stepped back towards the group of students dancing. "Well I'm gonna go. Nice meeting you, Harry Potter." She turned around and shimmed her way back to her date and her friends to keep dancing.
"Hey mate, you done getting something to drink?" Ron asked from the table that they were sitting at and he began his walk back to get some punch.
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    "I don't know if it's because I'm hung over or that the firewhiskey was switched out with Amortentia, but I never noticed how fit Draco was." Scarlett pressed the back of her hand to Lisa's forehead.
    "I thought you had something going on with Zacharias Smith?" Lisa pushed Scarlett's hand away from her forehead.
"Yeah, there is, but that doesn't mean that I can't look." Her brown eyes scanned the Slytherin boy up and down.
"Maybe you should go back to the dorms instead of going to class. You seem to be going through something." Mandy offered, but Lisa shook her head.
"I'm fine, I just think that looks wise, he's handsome, I mean, look at his hair." The five girls strained their heads to the boy turning to go into the opposite corridor.
"I'm thinking that his hair cannot be real. He really decided to pull out his four bottles of Sun In."
Lisa rolled her eyes at Padma's explanation. "Maybe this the push to get new friends."
"Oh please," everyone turned into the Transfiguration class and took their normal seats, "the only other person that would like to talk about Draco's hair is Pansy Parkinson and I wouldn't mess with that even if I was being payed four hundred galleons." Scarlett high fived Lyra under their two-seater desk. "Any letter from your mum?" Lyra whispered to Scarlett once all of their friends and classmates were not paying attention.
"No, but I'm not awfully surprised. I reckon that she's gonna send me something begging for forgiveness or something like that."
     "I'm still staying the summer with you, right?" Lyra tried to sound confident, but her voice wavered at the thought of being homeless for the summer. The Zabini family kicked out their only daughter through a letter on the day after the sorting. Lyra's pride caused her not to say anything to anyone about it until two weeks before the end of term. When she mentioned it to Scarlett, her friend refused to leave without her at her side for the rest of the summer. She sent a letter to her mother asking about it, but her mother said that she would be in America for the summer so it didn't matter. Every summer was the same, starting and ending with Scarlett's mum in America with another man that she met by her side.
"Yeah, of course." Scarlett clicked out of her thoughts. "I would never leave you alone." Lyra nodded, fear still engraved in her eyes at the thought of being homeless for a whole summer.
Padma opened her mouth when Harry Potter walked passed them and smiled right at the girl with blue eyes. "No way." She whispered, her dark brown eyes twinkling in the winter sun.
Lisa winked at Scarlett before she grabbed the girl's hand. "So...when did that happen?"
"Nothing happened." She lightly pulled her hand out of Lisa's firm grip. "We just ran into each other at the ball and introduced ourselves."
"I'm calling that you two are going to start something." Mandy stuck her nose in, more than excited to watch a romance that didn't include her. She didn't say it out loud, but she was very obviously scared of romantic relationships.
"Like I said, I just introduced myself, plus, you guys know that I fancy Cormac and we have something going there." The rest of the girls groaned.
"We told you that we don't like him." Lyra said, her protective nature jumped out in her voice.
"You guys just don't know him well enough. I'm sure that once you lot meet up, you'll be fine with him." Scarlett tried to console herself more than her friends, but it went unnoticed by the fake gagging group. "Oh come off it."
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jezzula · 7 years ago
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Dream Walker
Summary: Soulmate AU in which you can speak to your soulmate in dreams and experience their dreams with them. You can feel physical and emotional feelings too, and if they die without warning, it is likely you will die as well..
When: End of Season 2 and skipping to the end of Season 3
Word Count: 2170
A/N: My first ever Dean Winchester fic. Hopefully there will be more! I literally cried while writing this and I hope you darling readers feel the same emotion behind it. 
Warnings: A shit ton of angst and I swear
Italics are reader POV or flashback, everything else is Dean
Enjoy and reblog my friends :)
“Hey there hot shot,” she smiles at me. She is bathed in a warm glow that I have come to associate with this place.
“Hey yourself gorgeous,” I reply with a small smile and a sigh.
Every night we start like this. And it’s the best night of my life every night that I see her shining face. The life Sam and I live, we don’t have time for dating or chicks besides one night stands. But now that I have Y/N, I don’t even do that anymore. Why would I need to hook up with random girls in bars when Y/N is waiting for me every night in my dreams?
I go to her, kiss her deeply and hold her tight to my chest. I haven’t slept in 2 days, I’ve missed her, and she can tell.
“You wanna talk about it Dean?”
I can barely hear her, her face is buried in my chest. That’s one of my favorite things about Y/N. She never pesters me about what happened or what’s wrong. She just knows that something is off and let’s me tell her about it on my terms. When dad died I was angry and guilty and she didn’t even ask about it. She just held me and told me she loved me.
I kiss the top of her head, and rest my cheek on it. “Not tonight darlin. It’s too much right now. Just let me look at you for a while ok?”
She leans back and tilts her head up to look at me. “Whatever you need D.” She’s shorter than me so she gets up on her toes to kiss me again.
She hums and starts stroking the short hairs on the back of my head. It’s one of her little quirks. I don’t mind though, that shit always soothes the hell out of me, like I’m being hypnotized or something.
She ceases her ministrations and pulls away. She grabs my hand and pulls me towards our tree.
Each pairing gets to meet in their own ideal place in the dream world. Ours is a small clearing a ways off an interstate. We can hear the occasional car pass by, and somehow I’ve parked Baby in just the right spot to shield us from the road.
The clearing is natural, with a couple of trees breaking up the flat expanse. The grasses come to just above my knee, soft and warm.
Our tree is the biggest one, towards the west end of the clearing. We sit there together and let the setting sun shine on our faces every night before we wake up.
She pulls me over and we sit down. Sometimes if she’s had a bad day, she’ll lay down with her head in my lap, or she’ll sit between my legs and lean back against my chest. She says those are the best positions for her to feel like she’s safe.
“Why would you want to sit between my legs Y/N I don’t get it. It just makes no damn sense to me.”
She huffs, pushing my knees apart to make room for herself, “Because Winchester, when I’m there I can lean on you. I know the kind of world I live in now, it’s a hell of a lot more dangerous than I used to think. I need to feel safe every now and then. And you said it yourself, the safest place for me to be is in your arms. Now spread em, or you can sit by yourself.”
I chuckle at the memory. That moment is one of those that keeps me goin on the bad days.
I’m yanked out of my reverie by her worried voice and fingers snapping in my face, “Dean? Dean come back to me. Good lord man, sit down.”
I do as she says and immediately spread my legs expecting her to nestle between them. “Not tonight baby,” she whispers as she sits next to me, “tonight you’re the one who needs to feel safe. Lay down here,” she pats her thighs. I shift over and lay my head down across them and she resumes stroking my hair.
I immediately feel my eyelids drop. I breathe deeply and take in our surroundings. Warm afternoon sun shining through the tree leaves, small breeze making the grass shake in its path. I can hear the birds singing. I never used to like that before, before I came here.
She starts humming. I can’t identify the song at first and eventually I give up trying. It’s a kind of lofty tune, sounds like something King Arthur would play in his castle.
She usually hums something I know and then she starts singing to me. Best way to spend time with her. If God is real, then despite all the other bullshit he’s put me through, I feel a little bit blessed because my soul mate soothes me with the sweet sound of Metallica. I mean as hellish as my life is, I could’ve been stuck with a chick who hated rock. But then I guess by definition she wouldn’t be my soul mate.
I start drifting off and I’m only half conscious when she stops humming and starts talking to me-
“I wish you would tell me what happened. I know something’s wrong. And I know it’s something big. I know you think not telling me is protecting me but Dean, we’re in a partnership now. Everything that happens to you affects me. I can feel your fear, your anger, and I felt your sadness. God I couldn’t even get up for work. And I know it was you. And now you won’t tell me. It had to have been Sam. Him and me, that’s every one you have love for now. I know he’s ok now because I felt the relief. But I also feel your guilt. What did you do Dean? What did you do to us?”
I can’t take it anymore. I can’t tell if she’s trying to guilt me or if she thought I was actually asleep but I can’t take it anymore. I sit up and put my head in my hands, elbows resting on my knees.
“Dean?” She puts a warm hand on my back. Amazing what one touch does to ease me.
“I’m sorry Y/N. I’m so so sorry.”
“What happened babe?” I can feel the fear in her voice. She’s expecting the worst and she’s going to get even worse than that.
“Sammy died-” she gasps, leaning towards me to try and wrap her soft arms around my torso, but my next words make her recoil, “- and I sold my soul to bring him back.”
“You…. you…. you what?” She starts to cry.
“I summoned a crossroads demon and sold my soul to hell to bring Sam back to life. It worked, he’s back. But the crooked bitch only gave me one year before she collects. The going-rate is 10 years Y/N, I got robbed. But I had to do it! It was Sam. I can’t live without Sam… Y/N?? Sweetheart where are you going?”
She’s gotten up and started marching out into the middle of the clearing. I catch up to her and grab her arm, “Y/N, babe, wait please I-” WHAM she swings around hard, her fist connecting with my jaw. I release her arm and take a step back.
“YOU WERE GOING TO TRY AND HIDE THIS FROM ME WEREN’T YOU? TRY AND HIDE IT AS LONG AS YOU COULD AND TRY TO MAKE THE BEST OF THE TIME WE HAVE LEFT ISN’T THAT RIGHT?” She shoves me in the chest, pushing me away from her, “YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH! YOU WERE JUST GONNA SIT ON THIS AND LET ME WORRY ABOUT YOU FOR MONTHS UNTIL I FORCED IT OUT OF YOU. I CANNOT BELIEVE HOW FUCKING SELFISH YOU ARE!!”
“Y/N please, I thought it would be better that way-”
“BETTER THAT WAY? ARE YOU SHITTING ME RIGHT NOW DEAN WINCHESTER? YOU ARE GOING TO BE DEAD IN A YEAR. I’M GOING TO LOSE YOU IN ONE FRIGGIN YEAR AND YOU THOUGHT IT WOULD BE BETTER TO NOT TELL ME?”
“Well when you say it like that it doesn’t seem like a very good idea…”
“THAT’S BECAUSE IT ISN’T DEAN. IT ISN’T A GOOD IDEA TO NOT TELL YOUR SOUL MATE THAT YOU HAVE A YEAR TO LIVE. IN FACT IT’S A TERRIBLE IDEA BECAUSE IT COULD ALSO KILL ME IF I’M NOT READY FOR IT.”
She’s right. I didn’t even think about the shock factor and how it would affect her. At least now she has enough time to try and mentally prepare herself to be alone until the universe gives her a new soulmate, if it ever does.
After Jess died, I almost lost Sam. She was his soulmate and for her to die, especially the way she did, was almost too much for Sammy. He’s still not fully recovered.
She sighs, deflated and defeated, “I’m not mad at you for bringing Sam back. I would do the same for my brother, I would do it for you too Dean if I had to. But you can’t just do that and not tell me. Everything you do affects me. And when you die, I’m gonna feel it.”
364 days later…
You know what’s happening tonight. He told you the plan. And you know damn well what day it is too. You’re laying in bed watching old SVU reruns trying to ignore your feelings. Or rather, Dean’s feelings. But they’re so strong…
It’s happening. I can hear the damn dog at the door. That bitch Lilith grins at me from Ruby’s meatsuit. I’ve never been a praying man. But in my last moments, I pray for Sammy, that he is able to heal from Jess and maybe the world gives him another person to love. I pray for Bobby, that he doesn’t drink himself to death like I would after watching this. I pray for Y/N. God that woman deserved so much more. So much better than me. I hope that she makes it through this. I know it’s gonna hurt and I told her that. I feel so guilty that she has to go through this too….
Fear, betrayal, sorrow, guilt, and-
Lilith opens the door, grinning at me. I look over at Sammy and then everything else is wiped from my mind. Everything except the mind-numbing pain of these damn dogs ripping me open. I can hear my shirt and jacket ripping, my flesh being sliced open, blood pouring out. God it hurts so bad….
I scream. I scream nothing. I scream Sam’s name, Y/N’s name, Bobby’s name. Nothing again. Somewhere in my head, I can feel Y/N, can hear her screaming my name and she experiences this with me. And then the pain is too much, the blood in my body too little, and I see Sam’s face looking over me, sobbing my name as I whisper his. For the last time…. 
Pain. You let out a bloodcurdling cry as your torso is ripped open by invisible claws. There are no marks, there is no blood, but you can feel Dean’s pain as if you were him. You can’t stop screaming, the pain is unbearable. You’re crying, crying, because it hurts and because Dean is hurting and you can feel everything and GOD just let it end, please let it go.
You’ve passed out from the pain. You open your eyes and you’re with Dean. But you’re not dream walking. The clearing you’ve come to love is gone. Replaced by darkness and storms. Thunder echoes around you, lightning flashes. You see a web of chains illuminated by the light. You hear screams…
The heat is suffocating. You have no body, you are merely an existence floating in the space of this strange place. You expand your gaze and you see your Dean. He has a hook through his shoulder, another through his lower back and kidney, chains round his ankles and wrists pulled taut. He can’t move. And neither than you. You are alive and you are seeing Hell. And you know this is the last time you will ever see him. And he can’t even see you. He doesn’t know you’re there…
He screams, “HEEEELLLLPPPPP! SAAAAMMMMM! SOMEBODY HELP ME!! SAAAAMMMMM??? SAAAAAMMMMM!!!”
You open your eyes to the blackness of your room. The echo of your soulmate’s screams loud in your head. You hear the final cry for help…
And your heart
Just
Breaks
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the-idiot-under-your-bed · 7 years ago
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12x23 coda
The sun cannot fall from the sky. Cover my eyes. Cover my ears. Tell me these words are a lie. Sam felt tears prick at the corner of his eyes as he placed his candle down outside. In this business, they don't really do funerals, so this is more of a memorial. They decided they had to do something, having lost so many. Both Rowena and Crowley were killed, and surprisingly, Crowley sacrificed himself to help them. Mary was trapped with Lucifer, then there was Cas. Stabbed in the back right in front of them. Jack was gone, no clue where. Dean was taking all of this horribly, wouldn't let Sam burn Cas's body. Had to bury it, he said he needed a body to come back to. He wouldn't let him do it too deep, and even put a latch on the inside of the coffin. Now, they were trying to remember all of their losses, not just the ones they lost the other day, but ever. Jody, Donna, Alex and Claire came down to the bunker. Claire was pretty upset about Cas's death, Sam figured she had grown to like him. She clutched that grumpy cat doll pretty much 24/7, even though earlier she claimed to hate it. They've all been crying, and now they're just lost. Sam stood back and looked at their little memorial, which was pretty much just a few candles and flowers, but it made them all feel better. He felt Dean's presence beside him, saw the tear streaks on his face. His hand was white as he gripped an angel blade, one that Sam suspected belonged to Cas. Dean seemed to be taking this the worst, and while he could be upset about their mom, Sam thought that it was mainly the loss of his best friend. After the initial sadness, and then anger, Dean hasn't said a single word. It can't be true, that I'm losing you, the sun cannot fall from the sky Sam remembered in dad's journal, it said that when mom first died, Dean didn't speak for weeks. He was worried about his brother, Dean was pretty skilled at hiding his feelings, but right now he seemed to be making no attempt to hide his emotions. Right after the portal closed and he realized Jack was gone, Sam had pulled Dean into an embrace, one that felt as if it lasted for hours. Dean kept muttering about how Cas will be back, how he always comes back. "It's our fault" he had mumbled. "He lost his wings for us, Sam. But we never tell him how we feel, oh no, I had to kick him out when he was human! Sam, what if he doesn't come back?" His voice had cracked on the last word, and he continued to sob. Now, while he was still crying, it was silent tears. Sam watched as Claire hesitantly grabbed Dean's hand, the one that was not holding a blade. Deans hand tightened and they stood like that, hand in hand, mourning the loss of their friend. Can you hear heaven cry, the tears of an angel A few hours later, they all sat in the bunker, Jody had made soup, and they were all eating in silence. In the corner, Dean sat, his spoon slowly circling his bowl, but he made no move to eat any of it. His eyes were glassy, and while the previous tears were gone, it looked like more could follow at any moment. His fingers trailed the grooves in the wood table made from the knife that they had used to carve their initials. 'Their legacy' they had said. Sam watched as another tear slipped out. Sam was about to say something, when Dean suddenly pulled out the knife and flicked out the blade. He scratched it into the table and began carving something. After finishing his first design, he stared at it for a few moments, then added one more thing. Once he was satisfied, he stabbed the knife into the table and stood. He turned on his heel and walked out into the hall. "What did he do?" Alex questioned. Sam leaned over and looked at the place where their initials lie. Right beside it, was a C & a W. Castiel Winchester thought Sam sadly. "He made Cas apart of the family" he whispered as a tear rolled down his cheek. Stop every clock, the stars are in shock. The river would run to the sea. Dean stood in an extra room in the bunker. He was pissed. He wanted to watch Lucifer die, the light leave his eyes, his arrogant attitude die as he realizes this was the end. Dean wanted to be the one to do it. Then Dean was worried about his mom who was trapped with lucifer. But mostly, Dean was depressed. He was guilty, lonely, and vulnerable. He kept wondering, 'what could they have done different?' How could they try again, and not screw up as badly as they had. What could they do to get Cas back. Dean let out a sound resembling a wounded animal as he knocked over the contents of the table nearest to him. He grabbed a lamp and smashed it to the ground. "I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition." He slammed his fists onto the table. "You don't think you deserve to be saved?" Tears rolled down his face as he let out a strangled sob. "You don't have to be ruled by fate. You can choose freedom." "Why?" Dean screamed. "Why did you have to let this happen? He didn't deserve this! It's my fault, not his! Just bring him back!" Dean fell against the wall and slowly slid to the ground, looking at the decimated room. "Take me instead." He whispered. "Please, I'll do anything. I just want him back." He looked at the room, and was answered with silence. I won't let you fly. Won't say goodbye. Won't let you slip away from me. Claire stood in the doorframe as she stared at the destroyed room. There was no question about it, that Dean had been here. She missed Cas, never really realized that she actually liked him, but now he was gone. She spent most of her time being mad at him, now she wants to talk to him, let him know he's loved. She turned and slowly walked down the hall. She clutched the grumpy cat doll tighter as she turned into a guest room and sat on the bed. She placed the doll on the pillow and slid to her knees on the floor. She placed her hands together and put them on the bed. She closed her dies and did something she hadn't done for years: she prayed. "Hey Castiel. I don't know if it's possible to pray to dead people, but I'm hoping your okay and trying to come back to us. We'll be waiting, we won't give up. Dean, he's, uh, really broken up about this. I've never seen him so upset, he's not even talking. From what Sam said, I don't think he's ever been this sad, ever. I think he blames himself, and we're worried. He loves you, Cas. We all do. And we need you. I don't know what they're gonna do without you. I feel like now that you're gone, Dean's lost. I don't think he's gonna be okay unless you come back. And I know you will, I believe in you. It might take awhile, but you'll be back. I just want you to know, we don't want you back because you're useful. We want you back because we love you, and you're family. I know Dean probably won't say it, but he really needs you. Just know that no matter what anyone says, they love you. I love you, and Dean loves you. Just, don't give up, ok? Come back home." Claire sighed and put her head in her hands. Hey guyssss this is my first fanfic posted, it's a work in progress, I'll repost with more later :) also check out @buckytheboss she's awesome and does sweet fanart and is currently working on some pics for this fic!
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deathandrenegades · 7 years ago
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Enscripted - Part 8 (end)
Summary: Soulmate AU between Dean and reader. Dean’s your new neighbor in a small town, which arises strange feels to implode from you. On top of it, there’s another face that seems to stir trouble. Could he be who he says he is?
Word Count: 1901
A/N: final part, there’s definitely some blood and gore here. lemme know what you guys think, i love feedback and requests!
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7
I awoke to a cold, damp room, filled with musk. I groaned as I rolled my head up slowly, opening my eyes carefully to the dimly lit room. I felt something warm ooze down my face, and only until it dropped on my lap did I realize it was blood.
I tried to think back to the last thing I remembered..
Hitting my head on the pavement, the fog choking me until I collapsed..
Suddenly I realized what's happening and my attention heightened, my eyes looking around me to assess the situation and figure out where I was.
I try to move as My wrists tugged at the restraints, realizing that I've been bound to a chair with rope that's also wrapped around by my ankles. My breath quickened as I struggled more, desperate to be free.
A low menacing chuckle erupted from one of the dark corners, my eyes snapped up to where the sound came from, my heart beating wildly at the sound.
“Struggling won't help.” The voice hissed, still unclear of who it was.
Kyle stepped out into view, his eyes wild with anger and excitement.
“Kyle? What the fu-”
“It's Kai!” He snapped, cutting me off and making me wince at his anger. He stepped closer to me, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look up at him.
He pulled out a knife and flicked it open, my eyes went wide with horror.
“Kai what're you-” I started, my voice pleading for mercy already.
“You will be silent.” He ordered, his eyes locked into mine as he dragged the knife across my chin, tears slowly started to roll down my cheeks. I squeezed my eyes shut, terrified of what he was going to do to me.
Kai slowly moving his knife down from chin along my neck to my chest.
With a swift gesture I felt the buttons of my shirt pop open more, exposing my chest and tattoo very clearly. I opened my eyes, wondering what, if anything, my tattoo has to do with any of this.
The smoke swirled around, burning and hissing at Kai being so close to me. I ground my teeth together as he trailed the blade over my neck and down to my tattoo
“Now this, this is a real beauty.” He murmured to himself. “Why are the Winchesters here?” He asked quietly. My brow furrowed, completely confused.
“Uhhh, I don't know? Dean moved here-” his palm quickly smacked my cheek, leaving a big red smear stinging my face. I squeezed my eyes, panting.
“Bullshit you bitch, don't fucking lie to me.” He bellowed into my ear, following his yells with several blows to the face.
“Kai, please-” I started, pulling against my restraints trying to fight looking so weak. His laughed erupted as he held up the knife. My eye and cheek stinging from his punches and starting to swell.
“You told them about me didn't you?” He spat, as he began dragging the knife slowly into and across my chest. “Didn't you?!” He yelled into my ear, pushing the knife further into my chest.  
“No, what are you even-” the movement was too quick to see, but whatever he hit me with i knew my nose was surely broken. I screamed and sobbed as blood poured down my face, my broken nose throbbing as pain invaded me. He cackled at my cries, taking the knife out of my chest. He kneed me in the ribs, a large cracking sound echoing off the walls and I doubled over, blood sputtering from my mouth.
Quickly he cut free my hands, taking the knife and pressing it into my wrist with just enough pressure so it didn't slice me open.
“Fucking try anything and I will not hesitate.” He whispered into my ear, I shivered as I tried to choke back the sobs. He cut my ankles free and roughly helped me to stand, dragging me over to a metal table. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up as he pushed me to it. I looked back to him, horrified.
“Get on it.” He grumbled. I slowly hoisted myself up, in the most pain of my life, surely climbing to my inevitable death. I sobbed quietly as I very carefully laid down, the cool metal chilling me to my core.
He quickly restrained my ankles and wrists again, then began to drag the knife slowly up my calf to my thigh, across my stomach and back to my exposed chest, where blood happily spilled over my shirt.
My tears leaked onto the table, wondering how long it would take for me to die.
He stepped away from the table, my eyes darted to him, wondering where he was going.
He delicately took a couple steps back, and just watched me. I swallowed, tempted to ask but second guessing how strong my voice would be.
Slowly I felt my body rise off the table, as Kai’s face twisted into a dark smile. My wrists pulled against the restraints, attempting to hold my body in place but my body pushed further. I let loose an ear splitting scream as my wrists and ankles pulled from the restraints, the chains clinking as it felt like my feet and hands would rip off.
My body slammed back onto the table, my breathing ragged as I quietly sobbed.
“You will tell me everything you know.” He threatened, I looked over at him, feeling hopeless.
Deans POV
I paced around my living room, Sam sitting on the couch looking tense.
“So what you're telling me,” I started anxiously, “is that, this Kyle kid,” my voice thick with disgust, “is a fucking witch, or something? Actually named Kai?” I scoffed. Sam sighed, but nodded, lips pressed into a thin line as his laptop glowed in between them. I glanced at the clock, 3 am. My eyes quickly glanced out the window to her house, praying to see her car but it still wasn't there. I began pacing faster, my heart quick with anxiety.
“Something is wrong.” I muttered. She should've been home. I shouldn't feel anxious.
Sam sighed, knowing I wanted to go out and look for her.
“I think I know where Kai has been taking victims.” He said quietly. I froze, slowly turning to him.
“Get in the car” I snarled at him.
Your POV
Blood poured onto the table, Kai frantic around me. I didn't even hear him anymore, feeling warm from the blood that drenched me. Around me there was several things being thrown around, the periodic clang of metal on metal, kai’s lucid screams of maniacal laughter.
My thoughts drifted, in and out of pain. Trying to keep my self conscious.
Finally he came over and grabbed my face, not ready to accept I didn't have what he was looking for.
“I'm getting this shit off of you.” He concluded, determination spread over his face. My eyes snapped to his, realizing what he meant. I pulled against my restraints, screaming and flailing for him to stop as he started to slice into me again.
“Kai, please, don’t-” I begged, tears streaming down my face.
“Do you have any idea what this is?!” he shouted, cutting me off. “I will NOT let him be your soulmate, he can’t be! Not him.” he said frantically, his wild brown eyes staring at Dean’s name on me. His words threw me off, I caught my breath for a second.
“Soulmate? Wha-” His knife drove further along the edge of my tattoo, and then he swiftly hit me over the head once more, knocking me unconscious.
When I awoke, there was nothing but loud bangs and screams every so often.
I immediately tried to get up, only realizing now that I was still restrained. I twisted around, trying to get a better look as my head pounded with pain.
“(Y/n)? (y/n)?!” A frantic, husky voice grew louder and louder. I coughed, trying to speak, my throat hoarse from screaming.
Suddenly he was beside me, the look of pure horror on his face as he took in all the blood stained on me, finally his eyes landed on my tattoo, sharply inhaling at the sight of gashes tossed around it. He gave a small shake of the head and moved to remove my restraints quickly, I groaned at the release of pressure.
His arms gently moved around me, scooping me into his arms. I sobbed into his chest, the pain coursing through my entire body.
I was frantically put into a car, a seat belt hurriedly tied around me.
“Wake up, wake up!” A voice panicked in my ear, my subconscious probing at me to stay awake.
I opened my eyes slowly, nothing but monitors and beeping. The light was bright, and I tried to move my hands, only to have minimal pull. My breath hitched, thinking I was back on the metal table, I almost started to scream as the monitor went erratic, before Dean quickly rose and stepped to my side, my wild eyes looking into his.
“Shhhh (y/n), relax you're fine.” He whispered. I tried to slow my breathing, and steady my rapid heart rate as a nurse popped her head in.
“Glad to see she's awake.” She commented as Dean waved her off. My breath finally calmed as Dean turned back to me, gently stroking my hair.
“What the hell happened?” I whispered. Dean swallowed, refusing to look at me.
“Nothing you need to worry about anymore.” My heart jumped, announced by the heart monitor and I rolled my eyes.
It was bright when I left, gingerly walking to Deans car as he kept a protective arm around me. I slowly got in, still sore from three broken ribs, 8 stitches in my skull, a broken nose, and various gashes across my chest.
We slowly pulled into my driveway, and I got out, prepared to go home finally.
Dean met me on the side of his car, and I sighed.
“I can't even explain to you, how thankful I am Dean. I would've died..” my voice trailed off as tears welled into my eyes.
“Listen, I can't...I can't do this.” My eyes shot up to his as I felt my heart pang at his words. “I can't put you in danger anymore...I won't.” He sighed.
“You didn't put me-”
“That whole thing happened because of me Aleeya and you cannot deny that.” He countered sternly. My eyes shot down. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.
“So you're just gonna leave?” My voice cracked, making him wince at the pain in my voice. “As my fucking soulmate, you're just gonna leave? Because you think I deserve better? I've got news for you, Winchester,” I spat his name, making him gulp and looked up into his eyes. “It's too fucking late for that,” I continued, hissing the words. “I am fucking tied to you, Dean. And I know you're tied to me too!” I lunged suddenly, ripping open his shirt and exposing his chest. My name, in elegant script in a jet black, laid into his skin. “I fucking knew it.” I cursed. “You think you can just walk away from this now?” I challenged, taking a step closer to him, not breaking eye contact. He grabbed my face, I ignored the pain as he crashed his lips to mine, sending shivers to my core.
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chokememrstark · 8 years ago
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A Dangerous Game // Samifer
Chapter: 6/15
Words: 1421
Summary: Sam comes across a very interesting book that describes a ritual in which one can play a game with the Devil. His curiosity is sparked and even if he doesn’t think he will ever actually do it, Sam soon finds himself face to face with this very entity. Things take a very unpleasant turn, but despite that, Sam is going back, as if something pulls him towards Lucifer.
abuse, violence, bullying, black magic, no hunter!au, a lot of angst, a lot of hurt/little comfort
Note: Because I feel I need to add this: Dean is pretty much a complete asshole in this story, so if you’re uncomfortable with that you might want to reconsider reading it (or tell yourself he is completely ooc, fine with me too xD)
Thanks to @sassysupernaturalsweetheart & @brieflymaximumprincess for their wonderful beta reading and keeping me company while writing this story ♥
Tagging: @spnyoucantkeepmedown @samlicker83  @wait-what5 (if you want to be tagged, just drop me an ask or contact me via IM)
Minutes passed and Sam still sobbed and cried, now not even looking at the mirror anymore. He simply cowered on the ground, begging for this to not be true and for the devil to tell him he was lying, that it was not his fault and that she didn’t die because of him.
Despite Sam’s obvious breaking of the rules of the game, the Devil simply stared at him without any visible reaction, apart from the surprise - almost shock - in his blue eyes. According to the rules, he was free now; able to leave the mirror and cause chaos as he pleased - but all of this didn’t even cross his mind. He just looked at the devastated and begging boy on the ground, wishing himself that he would have just lied when he told him the truth. This was a first time for him, never before did he feel pity for one of the humans he played this game with - or any other human for that matter. But for this boy he somehow did.
“You lied,” Sam finally sobbed, angrily wiping his eyes, even though they became wet again right away. “You’re the Devil, you lied!” Now his voice was more desperate, pleading almost, and he looked back at the mirror with the most heartbroken eyes the devil had ever seen. “Tell me you lied, I beg you!”
“You answered my question truthfully,” the devil said, his voice slightly heavier than before. “I returned the favor. Those are the rules.”
“This can’t be… they can’t be right! Dad… Dean… they can’t be right…”
“I am afraid, they are.”
“No…” Sam sniffed and fell back on the ground, his fists clenched onto his pants and tears still rolling over his cheeks. “They are right hating me… I took her from them…”
“You were still an infant when it happened,” the devil heard himself say, unsure as to why he was trying to comfort this human. He should have been pleased by this reaction, so why wasn’t he? “You are not to blame for anything.”
“But… if it wasn’t for me, she would still be alive,” Sam mumbled, but to his surprise, the devil shook his head.
“This isn’t how things work,” he said calmly. “If you would not have been with her when it happened, it would have been something that rolled off the passenger’s seat which she would have grabbed for. Or she would have turned on the radio or opened a window.”
“W-what…?” Sam didn’t understand what the other was saying, but his devastation was replaced with confusion, allowing him to pay attention again.
“You cannot escape Death, it’s not possible. Someone who is supposed to die, will die, or else the consequences are disastrous. She would have died one way or the other, you simply happened to be there when she did and provided the indicator for it to happen.”
Sam couldn’t believe this, but if what the devil just said was true, then is was not entirely his fault. If he would have stayed at home, she still would have died? It was nothing he could wrap his mind around, not really.
“I… I don’t know what to say…” Sam eventually whispered, defeated and confused.
“You caused her death, but it was not your fault. It would have happened even if your brother would have been with her or if she would have been completely alone. Do you understand?”
“I think so, yeah…” Sam sighed audibly.
“Then, I assume it is my turn now.”
Sam nodded, even though he had no desire to keep playing this game anymore. He felt exhausted and broken, he probably looked like a racoon with bad makeup skills and he had no idea how much time had passed already - nothing good could come out of this anymore, he knew it.
“Do you feel like you deserve to live, knowing what you know now?”
Sam’s alarm bells were not ringing at this very personal question, so he simply shook his head, his sad and wet eyes on the blue ones in front of him.
“I never thought I deserved to live,” he sighed. “My dad hates me, it looks like my brother does too and they have every right to, so why should I deserve to live? I only ever cause problems, the only thing I am good for is to be their punching bag.”
“So, you determine your worth in this world on them?”
“How can I not? They are my family, your family is supposed to love you. If you are a burden to them and they hate you, what is your worth then?”
Lucifer frowned at this weird answer, forcing himself not to answer it. The strange feeling of sympathy intensified for some reasons. Even if he knew everything about this boy’s life already, hearing him speak like this had an unexpected effect on him.
“Your turn,” he said quietly instead.
Sam took a long time to ask a question and when he did, it was very half-hearted.
“Will it stop feeling like I’m dying one day?” Sam’s voice was filled with agony, the same kind of agony that he had always feared during his life. “Will it stop feeling like my heart will explode inside my chest, even when I breathe?”
“It will,” the devil gulped audibly, failing to keep himself fully under control. “You will feel horrible and it will hurt, but once you’ll accept that what happened would not have changed, even without you being there, it will get better.”
“Okay,” Sam took a deep breath. “Your turn.”
For some reason, the devil wanted the game to end now. This boy didn’t deserve to suffer the consequences of messing this up, even if he couldn’t understand why he thought like this. He was just a human after all, nothing special. Then again, maybe he was, given how he was the only one to actually make the devil feel something other than anger and hatred.
“What is your full name?”
Now, finally, Sam’s inner alert warned him.
“You know my name,” he said, narrowing his eyes. He knew it was a trap this time.
“I do, yes,” the devil smiled, almost innocently. “But I would like to hear it from you.”
“I will give you my name if you give me yours.”
Silence followed and the devil was surprised by the request, one he had never received before. He wasn’t sure if the boy knew that the name thing worked vice versa, but giving the human his name himself gave him power over him just as much.
“Very well,” the Devil finally said. “My name is Lucifer, but you knew that already, too.”
“I did, yes,” Sam nodded. He didn’t expect him to say his name, so now he had to deliver. “My name is Sam.”
“Full name?”
“Winchester,”
“You know I now have power over you, do you?”
“Of course,” Sam smirked. “But I have power over you, too.”
The devil knew this, he would have been very dumb not to, but somehow he did not mind Sam knowing his name. Who would have thought this would ever happen, but this boy interested him.
“You should end the game now, Sam. You are getting close to the hour mark.”
“Why are you telling me that?” Sam wondered confused.
“As unbelievable as it sounds, I do not wish for you to go over the time limit. But, I have a request, as a small appreciation of me telling you to end the game in time, if you will. You do not have to fulfill it, however.”
“What is it?”
“I would like you to come back.”
Sam wanted to be surprised, shocked even, but he wasn’t. He kind of expected Lucifer’s request to be something like this.
“Okay, but I will not promise to come back. This was not a nice experience so far.”
“I fully understand. It remains your choice, not mine. But I would be pleased to talk to you again one day.”
“I understand. I thank you for playing this game with me and I bid you my farewell, Lucifer,” Sam said with a little shake in his voice and bowed down the best he could, given his position. He watched Lucifer do the same and slowly his reflection changed, turning back into being nothing but his own. When he knew that the Devil was gone for good, Sam fell onto his back and finally let exhaustion overwhelm him completely. For this night, he was out.
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I am God and I have this to say about Loraine Laney’s despondency, it is very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, difficult to be despondent. It is not depression, as depression involves crying, while despondency involves a lot of boredom. Loraine Laney is sooooo bored that she can hardly even think straight. And even she does not know what to do about it. She has been bored for so many years, yes, even when she was with people, that she can hardly even think straight anymore, and I am God, and I say this is so.
Loraine Laney, says God, is a bona fide gang bang girl, even though, with her ugly, and it is ugly, Loraine, nose, she has no hope in hell of ever finding a normal relationship, she has even less chance of finding what she really needs, a true gang bang. Gang bangs are not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not, of course you can rent a big house with your friends, right, Loraine? And ask a nice gang bang girl to move in with you, couldn’t you? It seems plausible, doesn’t it?
‘It’s illegal, of course. Polygamy.’
Yes, Loraine, it is illegal, it is, but, do you really think the police are going to start prosecuting the polygamous center, the woman, if they go, interview her, and she is fine, and says she wishes to stay with her erstwhile “family.”
‘Why is it erstwhile?’
Funny, Loraine. It isn’t necessarily erstwhile, I’m teasing you. If it got to that point with a girl, maybe the men were sincere, right?
‘Maybe. Or not.’
Exactly, and people cannot, cannot, cannot, cannot, cannot, cannot, condone it, because it feels like exploitation of a woman, and that, even--are you bored, Loraine?
‘Yes, God. Though I’m always interested in what you're going to say. I just, my life feels empty in other ways. And all these efforts go unrewarded.’
Yes, Loraine, that is true, and everything you said can be true, it’s true, you can be fulfilled in one way, and bored in others. When you licked a toilet, and, believe you me, women do lick toilets, for masturbation, they do, you’re not the only person who did that, and it stopped once you met [ ], that’s why, you were more fulfilled, and, thus, less weird.
‘Thank you, God.’
Funny, Loraine.
This is what it is, Loraine, I have to set up some people before you and Fifty because they deserve it, and that is why, and this gang bang family thing, you know what I’m going to say, don’t you?
‘May I, God?’
Yes, Loraine.
‘Are the gang bang boys coveting the gang bang girls instead of taking them to the number one?’
That is what’s happening, that is what is happening with your dealer, Loraine, and everyone knows it. And this is how he will react to that, he will not be mad that you wrote about him, but he might be mad at your opinion, Loraine, and you could, could, could, could, could, could, lose him, you could.
‘Oh Lord. I’m less worried about the drugs than I am about hurting him, God.’
I know, Loraine, I know. And this is what I have to say about that. That girl will, will, will, will, will, will, will, will, will, will, will, will, will, fall irrevocably in love with [ ], she will, she already has, and yes, she is doing some dirty things with him, yes, she is, Loraine, don’t be jealous, Loraine, I have you set up like no tomorrow, Loraine.
‘Oh, my drug dealer is one of the lucky ones?’
You’re funny, Loraine, he is an example, and some read, a bit, and it will get back to him, what he has been doing with her, and he will be, rightly, angry with you, and you hope he forgives you, but this is the work we are doing, Loraine, and you always follow me exactly, and that is, precisely why you’re doing so many drugs, precisely why, because, when you have money, Patrick says to buy drugs and you do, well done, Loraine, and yes, they do, at ODSP realize that girls cheat, the ones, especially, who have drugs habits, Loraine, and they don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, chase them down, yet, because it’s too hard to fix an amount on what they might have earned, they may end up over penalizing them, and they would, would, would, would, would, would, would, regret that, they would, Loraine, because, because, because, because, because, because, this is God, speaking through my messiah, Loraine Laney, my new messiah, that is, because she is next to Jesus in suffering. 
Loraine Laney has been beaten and abused, by her mother, she has been told, pimped by her erstwhile father, and left to die by all the police in Vancouver, and she almost did die from chemical overexposure, she almost did, she got to that townhouse, and came up, she came up, she came up, she came up, she came up, she came up, and this is God, and I am here to tell you that David Suzuki himself did Loraine Laney’s shit cleanse. She was so full of shit from her mother’s waste, that the police knew enough to take a DNA sample from the shit can, which, again, following orders to the letter, I made her use, the washtub at her rental property, which, then, her poor, put upon, and he is put upon by their parents, who think the world revolves around him, and who think that he should serve them bodily while they visit, while most parents see it as their due to help their children, they sit around, waiting for meals, and doing nothing. Loraine knows this first hand, herself, but has precious little experience of it, lucky her, she has never had a house, and an extra room for the in laws, lucky her.
I am God, and I would like to say that Loraine Laney is not doing that well right now. She is constantly watching her bank account and spending every dime on that shitty Hell’s Angels crack. She is worried about the cops and her dealer all the time, all the time, so, when he is coming, she’s worried that he’s been arrested, because of her, so, anytime, he could decide not, not, not, not, not, not, not, to deal with you anymore.
‘They know me, Loraine, they know us so fast, it’s not, even, funny, so, worry not. I knew what I was getting into, because my friends were not only laughing about me with the old hooker, when I said your age, that is, but they told me the old hooker was famous too, so I knew, so don’t worry. I have wondered, did you think to tell me earlier?’
‘No.’
‘Really?’
‘Nope.’
‘Why?’
‘When I realized I could *69, I was sooo happy, I didn’t even think of it.’
‘So no one called while you were deducing this.’
‘No.’
‘How long did it take? Oh, yeah, I was there, about forty minutes, I would say, that was, fucken, lucky, for me too, because that boy we sent in, he was game alright, because he loves old hookers too, but he had been the beneficiary of many’s the dinner out, Loraine, and we talk about how we feel bad that you’re home doing sex and nothing but drugs, alone, we do, and we think it’s pathetic and sad, but nobody wants to help you, do they?’
‘Tell him that, Loraine.’
‘A young black guy, small, with a big dick would not ease up, because he saw the picture of 50 Cent on my computer and thought that, according to 50 Cent on the ether, I “wanted to be fucked hard by a big, black man."’
‘Oh, nice. Weird. And everyone gets weird? I’m bored. I’m bored. I’m gonna let you go. Be kind.’
She will, [ ], do everything I say, everything I say, and it might not be smart and it might not be kind, so that’s that,’ says God to [ ].
‘Okay, God. I get ya.’
Thank you, [ ].
Okay, Loraine, so this is what I’m going to deal with next, the deal with Dean of the Hell’s Angels in Mexico for cocaine, Loraine. And this is what is happening with that, Loraine, nothing, obviously, as long as you have no money, but, if you should happen to see some money from this government for your near death torture by the police, specifically, and the Agent Orange almost killed you too, and they did, for anyone, nothing, but you survived, well done.
‘Thank you, God.
I want this written down. I’m God, and I want Loraine Laney to know that I want her to invest three million of the erstwhile funds from the government with the Hell’s Angels, Loraine.
‘I see, God, yes, God.’
You are saying “yes,” and I want, want, want, want, want, want, want, want, want this to get back to Dean, Loraine, because, one day, you may see him on your door step, you may, I’m serious. 
And, Loraine Laney believes in nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, and that is what people call banal these days, cynicism like no tomorrow, and that is called banal these days.
‘I don’t know what to say.’
This is what I’m saying to you, that you are the center of Ottawa right now, and nobody either cares about you or is interested in you, in the slightest, wouldn’t you say?
‘Yes, I would, God.’
So this is what it is, Loraine Laney, 50 Cent loves you, and nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, thinks otherwise, and that is why there is no sympathy coming from any quarter, Loraine, they think that you are well taken care of, but you’re not, Loraine, you’re nothing to anyone, rest assured, and, if you think your dad will buy you a TV table, for the TV that he bought you, think again, Loraine, think again, Loraine, he knows that you are doing crack, erstwhile, again, from your mother, directly, she phoned him right away about your erstwhile “confession.” And he didn’t care, and he wasn’t surprised, he was just happy that it wasn’t heroin, Loraine, because he realizes, from the news, that fentanyl is in heroin, not crack. Don’t make the mistake that his fears involve losing you, he does, not, care, if you die, he doesn’t, Loraine, he doesn’t, Loraine, he doesn’t, Loraine, he doesn’t, Loraine, he’d actually rather that you die than see you suffer anymore, kidding, Loraine, kidding, Loraine, he doesn’t care about you, or about anything to do with you, he doesn’t. He just likes to travel a bit, and it makes sense to look good to the neighbours, and that is how your father, and stepmother feel about you, Loraine Laney.
‘Really? That’s crazy.’
Yes, really, says God, yes, really, says God, yes, really, says God. Let’s talk about him for a moment. Within about ten seconds, he likes drugs too, he realized he’s made a mistake inviting you to come to Toronto at all, let alone to live with him, Loraine.
‘[ ]?’
‘Oh. No, a former cadet.’
‘One of yours?’
‘He wasn’t one of my green stars, were you?’
‘No, very close to her in rank and age. I just liked her.’
‘Many did, in that unit.’
‘So what? I needed a woman, and it seemed like a good idea for a moment, but, when she said there was police involvement, I should have balked, and forgot to.’
‘Right, Loraine, you’re the modern day untouchable. Well, done. Oh, you’re bored.’
‘I guess.’
‘She’s tired.’
She’s not tired, says God, she slept for hours last night, and napped a bit, she’s never that tired, she’s just sick, 50 Cent.
‘Oh, poor, poor, little, my baby.’
I’m God and poor, poor, poor, Loraine, is soooo fucking bored she can hardly even think straight anymore. And she is old, and she knows it, and nothing looks good for the future, not money, not love, not even family, and she doesn’t, doesn’t, doesn't, doesn’t, doesn’t, doesn’t, doesn’t, doesn’t, doesn’t--
‘Don’t forsake me.’
--doesn’t, doesn’t--
‘I won’t, Loraine. I, too, follow God’s instructions to the letter. He couldn’t work with you, is why you’ve done badly.’
You don’t know that, 50 Cent, she’s more, more, more, vastly more, abused than you, she should have a reasonable brain cell count but she doesn’t, she should have an able body, but she doesn’t, she should have some family, as you do, but she doesn’t, she should have someone to love, as you do, but she doesn’t. So, please--
‘I’m sorry, God.’
Let me finish. Please don’t comfort Loraine with false truths. If she had had any help from any quarter, instead of just detractors and bullshitters, she might have had a fighting chance, but she doesn’t, 50 Cent, she doesn’t, 50 Cent, she doesn’t, 50 Cent, she doesn’t. Let’s deal with that for a moment.
‘She wants my money.’
She wants your love.
‘Oh, fuck her. All my money is going to [ ], Loraine, he’s my son, and to [ ], my other son.’
‘She says, “My money,” all the time,’ says [ ] [ ]. ‘And it’s upsetting for me, because I worked too, and worked alongside her, you’ve seen me, in the kitchen, up all the time, not like her father, you know that.’
‘I know that. Sorry.’
‘Really?’
‘Yes, really. You never sit down.’
‘For five minutes.’
‘Not even.’
‘That’s true. I always have a chore, and that is why I get annoyed about “my money.” I want to give some to you and Brian, but she doesn’t. She doesn’t love anyone, Loraine, no one, just the family, and that’s it.’
‘I see.’
‘Why does she want my love?’
She just does. And she never gets it, never. [ ] [ ] is cold, Loraine, she has worked her fingers to the bone, and, when she saw that particular phrase, she knew it applied to herself, she knew, and she cried over it, that phrase.
‘Shitty.’
‘You haven’t?’
‘No.’
‘Why? You didn’t want to.’
There was no one to work for, says God. She had only herself to take care of and that’s all she did, nothing more, and that’s that.
‘What about her future, her retirement?’
Loraine doesn’t care about retirement, it’s just more boredom for her.
‘She’ll work? Where? Tim Horton’s?’
She’ll collect for the rest of her days, I expect, says God.
‘What if she cheats, she is cheating, and gets caught? She will, if she writes about it, they can’t ignore her writing about it like this, they can’t, Loraine, they’ll throw you off it, and you’ll lose everything, housing too.’
Unlikely, [ ], says God, they can’t let an old prostitute roam the streets after the shit she’s been through and they recognize this, they do.
‘Why does she think I should give her my money?’
She doesn’t.
‘Oh, I see. I don’t believe it.’
Why do you think she should give her money to [ ]? asks God
‘Because her mother ruined [ ]’s face, and it’s obvious, it’s practically a copy cat crime, it’s so obvious.’
Why is that her fault?
‘It’s not, but she could help.’
You could help, and you don’t.
‘I don’t want to. I don’t want to tell [ ] there is anything wrong with her, I don’t. Her [ ], her [ ], I mean, believes someone did it, we’ve talked in real, Loraine. And she has heard of such things and can’t make sense of what happened to her pretty nose, and she assumes it’s abuse, as do I, and we both think that Loraine’s mother did it, because she looks almost exactly like Loraine before her nose job, and there is no genetic connection, is there, Loraine?’
Now she is being ridiculous, see that, Loraine, implying that you must have impregnated her daughter in law? Ridiculous. And that is how people are with Loraine, and were with Jesus, they lose, they’re fucken, minds, minds, Loraine. And that’s what’s happening here. This is what I think you should do with the money, should it ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, come your way, Loraine. Give it to 50 Cent to invest as he desires, and leave out everyone, even your own parents, and give some to your brother, so he leaves the military, and leave it at that, Loraine, leave it at that, Loraine, leave it at that, Loraine.
‘I see, God.’
But you don’t obey.
‘I will obey, God.’
You will? Under duress?
‘She’s greedy,’ says [ ]. ‘What does she care?’
She actually does care a bit, not much, to be sure, but a bit. Every last one of her, again, erstwhile friends, sold her down, down, down, down, down, down, down, right down, the river, [ ], right down, and you did too, so stop whining for money.
‘Okay, God. She deserves it though. Because her mother was nice. And she’s dissing her.’
Was nice? She’s not still nice?
‘I don’t like her anymore.’
Case in point, [ ], says God.
‘Oh, fuck off. She lied to Loraine about her sexual experience and I didn’t think much of that, Loraine.’
But you didn’t mind finding out for yourself what a crazy, judgmental, bitch she was. You didn’t, [ ], you went out of your way, out, of, her, way, Loraine, to contact your mother on many’s the occasion, many’s the occasion, [ ] didn’t, but she did, did, did--
‘I did, Loraine. That day we ran into each other, I agreed that you were acting delusional, even though I believed you about 50 Cent, and about the ‘Lo’ing.’
‘Oh.’
She did, Loraine, and this is after [ ] investigated the ‘Lo’ ing and knew firsthand, for herself, that it was true, and nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, not your best friends forever, Loraine, not even [ ], stood by you, and you know that, he stopped inviting you to parties because, explicitly because, and this is a quote, Loraine, ‘She’s too poor to bring as much wine as she is drinking, and it bugs me,’ which wasn’t, even, true, she would drink about two thirds of a bottle, and bring weed for everyone besides, for, every, one, lots of it, for tokes every half hour or so, which, really, as you know, Loraine, keeps a drinking party going, going, Loraine, and after, he had to use his own sad, worse, weed, and he cried a little, saying, ‘I never should have stopped inviting her, but now it’s too obvious, to [ ], who protested a little, but, honestly, not much, Loraine.
She is soooo fucking bored right now she can hardly even think straight, so bored, so, fucking, bored. And she doesn’t even want to sleep, she has one more beer and a little weed that doesn’t exactly suck shit, and that’s it. Loraine Laney is the most unfortunate person in the world, and it is due, mostly, to her family, who estrange her from everyone, by screwing up their noses anytime anyone asks after her, like there’s a bad smell.
This is what I’m going to do for you, Loraine, and this is God talking, not my new messiah, Loraine Laney, I’m going to help you as much as I can, with drugs, and with other bullshitty, small, things, like beer, and weed, and speed, and food, and toilet paper, and condoms, and tissues, and that is why I have assigned Patrick Crean in heaven to you, to help you with all these small things, and nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, good, may ever happen to you, rest assured, and it is on the government, Loraine, it is, rest assured, everyone in Ottawa knows who you are, and what happened to you, and nobody cares, Loraine, nobody. So, that’s that. I’m teasing, Loraine, sometimes you come up in conversation in politics, often, actually, and comments about reparations are made, so, don’t hold your breath, but you never, you never, you never, you never, you never, you never, know. And, yes--
‘She thinks I want her money?’
No, she doesn’t.
‘Oh, I see.’
But 50 Cent is no fool, Loraine, and if the government owes you money, he may, he may, he may, he may, he may, he may, go after it, he may, do you mind?
‘No.’
She doesn’t mind.
‘Oh, I see. She’s dumb.’
Let’s not go there right now, Fifty, says God. She’s going to wash up and wind down, this has been a very, very, boring blog for her, and nobody cares to read it, either, all the whining and complaining, and most people think she’s a cheater, and deserves what’s coming to her, and lots will be coming to her, rest, just joking, Loraine, but anything can happen, and your honesty wins out, so, well done.
‘Thank you, God.’
Anything can happen, good and bad.
‘Yes, God.’
‘Why is she doing that? Talking about it?’ asks 50 Cent.
Because I told her too, and she does whatever I say, what, ever, I, God, say, and I love that. She is a solid ten, Loraine is, yes, she is, 50 Cent, yes, she, is.
‘Has she always been a ten? Why does she want to reveal Joseph’s last name?’
Because he told her to.
‘Oh, I see.’
It’s Wilbur. It’s unusual already, but he wanted it out, so she has revealed it.
‘Oh, I see. The ‘Lo’ing settled down, Loraine, to answer your question, when you don’t work, or do much of anything, it does settle down, the cops are bored and they’re wondering--’
You don’t know what they’re wondering, says God. Don’t speak out of turn, 50 Cent. They are not wondering. They are, in point of fact, thinking that you don’t want Loraine, that is what the cops think, and it’s not far from the truth some days, Loraine, he has it so good that he never worries who’s going to be next on his dick, and where the next striploin is coming from, he doesn’t need you for anything, as you need him, and so he plum forgets to miss you.
‘Oh, lovely.’
I’m joking, Loraine. I’m teasing you. And Eminem misses you too.
‘Thank you, God.’
She’s gotta go, she’s too bored.
‘It’s the same shit all the time,’ says Fifty. ‘No wonder she’s bored. Do something new with her, maybe.’
Are you trying, trying, to tell God how to deal with one subject, 50 Cent, honestly, your ego knows no bounds.
‘Sorry, God, she’s bored though, make her more interested and more interesting. Doesn’t she have any original material?’
This is original material, says God, and that is what I wanted to say tonight, and so, that is what I, God, said, and that’s that.
‘I see, God.’
No, you don’t see, you don’t see anything. There is nothing to be seen, joking, Fifty.
‘You’re funny tonight, God.’
Thank you, Fifty.
Just say this, Loraine, she’s going to scrub a pipe for one lousy toke, and that’s it. Night night, Loraine.
‘’Night, God. Thank you.’
For what?
‘For fomenting my fame.’
You’re welcome, Loraine, she got one little ‘Lo’ from a neighbour, the old residents, the few that remain, of Carlington, are very happy with her right now, 50 Cent.
‘Oh, yeah?’
Yes, because there are precious few planes left, precious few, and they are happy, happy, happy.
‘Good, Loraine. Go to bed. She’s not even tired.’
She will be tomorrow. She’s bored. Look, 50 Cent, at how bored your little baby is.
‘She wants to eat my come, and Game’s come, and Eminem’s come, she want to, doesn’t she? Because that’s what we’ve always wanted, Loraine, so some poor sucker must exist who wants it too, we thought, don’t you?’
‘That’s what I thought.’
‘Funny, Loraine. Get out of my face.’
‘K.’
Don’t talk to your baby like that, says God. Be kind and respectful to her, and you may keep her, you may actually get to keep her.
‘She doesn’t love anyone either.’
No, she loves plenty, just no one loves her back, and that’s true, 50 Cent.
‘When, when, when, when, when, when, when, to use your syntax--’
That’s not syntax, but okay. It’s style.’
‘Oh, I see, your style, --do I get my little girl, when?’
Sometime soon, probably, honestly.
‘Possibly or probably?’
Probably.
‘Okay, fair. Good night, baby.’
Don’t be rude, she loves you.
‘Why are you so picky with her? I insult people all the time and you don’t balk. Eminem insults her and you don’t balk.’
I expect at least as much from all of you, Eminem is out of control, and she is, fucken, tired of it. She is.
‘Fuck you, Loraine. Don’t be a slut. You’re gross and stupid, and we want you, even Game is falling in love with ugly, old, Loraine Laney, he is, Loraine, he told me, and he told 50 Cent too. So fuck you, you stupid pig head.’
‘Funny, Eminem.’
‘She won’t come. She won’t.’
She will, Eminem, relax. Let her go.
‘It’s just getting fun.’
I know. She’s bored and tired. Bye, Loraine, fuck with your pipe and be even more bored.
‘Okay, God. Thank you.’
You’re welcome, Loraine.
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