#don’t get me wrong though I love emo Dean

[fictional-men-enthusiast]

I might actually like Gary’s character arc more than the boys’ and I’m not afraid to say it.

[byronictrash]

some stuff that would be different  in my version of hbo supernatural (season 3)

season 1  season 2

THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN

sam searches about the faustian pact both in goethe’s and thomas mann’s faust

“who the hell are you?” “i’m the girl who just saved your ass” “well, me too”

THE KIDS ARE ALRIGHT

“why are you following me?” “i’m interested in you” “why?” “because youre tall and tall women are sexy as fuck” sam’s brain was short circuited for a sec because her height usually makes her dysphoric

ben is dean’s son idc!!! i’ll elaborate on that more on the s5 post

BAD DAY IN BLACK ROCK

“thats my division championship soccer trophy, can’t believe dad kept this” “yeah probably the closest you ever came to being a boy… shit, was it too much?” “yep” “oh fuck sammy i’m so sorry you know i didn’t mean it, it really wasn’t my intention to-” “dean i know i’m just fucking with you lol” 

SIN CITY

richie's meeting the winchesters would yield the terrible dialogue “this is my sister uhn… cheryl. well, you know, stepsister” “sure, this is my sister sam” “oh sure she is!”

also samruby weirdass flirting (“if you don’t want my help, fine! give me the gun and i’ll pass it on to someone who will use it” “maybe i’ll just use it on you” “oooh that would be so fucking hot.”)

A VERY SUPERNATURAL CHRISTMAS

the trans panic moment! (“barbie sapphire?" “dad probably thinks you’re a girl” “whywouldhethinkthat???” “dude relax, i’m just kidding” “oh… right…”)

also their christmas on present day!!! (“woo-hoo, a very huge bottle of ranch dressing and a concealer that’s about three shades lighter than my skin” “like it? “love it”)

DREAM A LITTLE DREAM OF ME

jeremy had full access of sam’s head while she was asleep (which explains his curious choice of all the ways to immobilize sam he chose precisely crucify her)

that being said, he starts to throw all of sam’s paranoia on her face (“you’re calling me a psycho? c’mon samantha, even though your visions have stopped, both you and i know how unclean you are. headaches after praying, nose bleeding when talking in latin, what’s your next step? burn in holy ground? it’s only a matter of time for your brother find out the freak you are”)

MYSTERY SPOT

 don’t get me wrong, i love asia - heat of the moment but considering that this is a sam’s episode, would make much more sense if the song playing in the radio in the morning were a song that sam liked, which, of course, after the thousands of tuesdays, she started to hate

and the song in question is scissor sisters - i can’t decide because yes, my hbo sam loves scissor sisters

*the first notes of the song playing* “oh fuck off sammy, did you change the radio station last night?" "no i didn't" "so why the hell is it playing your gay music?"

gabriel did it but anyway

*in unison* “sam winchester makes up like a toddler, sam winchester drools while she sleeps, sam winchester doesn’t know how to do a proper braid, sam winchester cries during the sexOKAY ENOUGH”

*nirvana - dumb starts playing on wednesday* “sammy did you change the radio station again?” “OH GOD IT’S NOT PLAYING SCISSOR SISTERS” “at least that, nirvana can be emo but scissors scissors looks like a cat swallowed a banjo”

IN MY TIME OF DYING

some sibling hostility!! (“silk used to be the suture of choice back in early 19th century but it was problematic, patients would get massive infections, death rate was insane” “uhum” “doctors had to do whatever they could to keep infections from spreading, one way was maggots” “sam, i’m eating” “it actually worked because maggots eat bad tissue and leave good tissue” “again, i’m still eating” “get this, when they found our guy, his body cavity was stuffed full of maggots” “SAMANTHA, I’M SERIOUS!”)

And more!! (“alright, where’s he doing the deed?” “benton likes dense forest with access to a river or some kind of fresh water” “why?” “because that’s where he likes to dump the bile and intestines, and the fecal matter” “stop smiling” “what? lost your appetite yet?” “nope and i gonna piss your backpack later”

NO REST FOR THE WICKED

when sam summons ruby, her nose doesn't bleed, unlike practically every time she does an exorcism

“i can’t save your brother but you can” “what?” “sam, you’ve got some god-given talent. well, not god-given but you understand” “the psychic crap? its gone since the yellow eyes died” “not gone, dormant. and not just the visions either” “what do you mean?” “c’mon, you know you’re different and you always thought you were wrong because of it but you’re not, you just have to embrace it.”

[crash-cinematic-universe]

a sickly satisfaction (ch.1)

pairing: jason dean/reader

summary: high school sucks. jason dean makes it a little better.

warnings: uuhhhh murder, language, suicide discussion

notes: i have every chapter of this written out already, so every wednesday I’ll release a new one <3 in total the story is 7,800 words! but there are some parts that are kind of short, forgive me for those.

            Eyes down. Walk fast. Stay out of their way. Three simple steps to get through the day. They had an iron grip on the school, their perfectly manicured nails digging into the oily skin of the entire student body. High School was a bloody battlefield in the war that is life. However, the epitome of cruelty, the ultimate teenage angst inducing, self-esteem crushing, happiness shattering war machine came in the form of three girls and their weak-willed sidekick. That’s right; my biggest threat in high school is Heather Chandler, Heather McNamara, Heather Duke, and Veronica Sawyer. Veronica at least has some semblance of regret and empathy-- she’s just doing what she needs to survive. Unfortunately, that means the rest of us have to struggle to keep our heads above water. 

            Thankfully, I have a sanctuary. A refrigerator heaven filled with endless isles of roadtrip snacks and hangover remedies. Of course, this junk food Garden of Eden also happens to contain my best friend, Tommy Geller. Tommy is 18, emo, and gay, so naturally we got along pretty well. He sits behind the register and lets me hang around until closing. It’s actually pretty nice-- sometimes he lets me do busywork around the store. Sure, it’s sort of pathetic that Snappy Snack Shack is my main source of serotonin, but you know what? There are worse places to be. 

            “Pop open a bottle of champagne, Tommy, because today is a special day!” I cry, pushing open the small class doors. To my delight, the store is empty. There are no irritating customers there to make me keep my voice down.

            “Oh? And why is that?” Tommy inquires, his jet black hair falling in front of his eyes. He’s tired-- and bored-- and I’m the perfect remedy for that. 

            “Today marks exactly six months since I first stepped foot in this town,” I grin. Tommy’s eyebrows perk up.

            “Really? Congrats, kid,” He’s humoring me a bit, but there is a genuine reaction beneath his sarcastic remarks. 

            “Thanks, Tommy. Y’know, that’s twice as long as my time in New Jersey and three times as long as my run in Nebraska. I have a feeling dear old aunt Maria might actually stay here for good,” I hop over the counter before grabbing a can of Coke out of the fridge. I prop me feet up on the counter, but Tommy knocks them down.

            “You know the rules, kid, no stompy boots on the counter.” I roll my eyes. He wipes off the place where my shoes were before organizing the lotto tickets. “Anything interesting happen at school today?”

            “Eh, same old same old. The Heathers were bitches, Veronica was desperately trying to keep up, and I got tripped in the hallway,” Tommy frowns.

            “God, those girls really need to get humbled,” He spits. 

            “You don’t need to tell me. They constantly act so… self-superior, as if their power doesn’t depend solely on whether or not everyone else hates themselves to believe they’re inferior to three teenage girls who are the definition of ‘peaked in high school’,” I squeeze the soda can in my hand, the metal crunching under the pressure. “They need to be more than humbled. The Heathers deserve to be dealt as much pain as they served,”

            “Watch it, kid, you’re sounding a bit homicidal,” Tommy jokes. If only he knew. 

            “It wouldn’t matter anyway. I don’t think they can die-- they’re like a Hydra. If you kill one of the Heathers, three more will grow in her place,” I sigh. Tommy looks concerned.

            “Y/n, you don’t actually want to kill them, right?” I hesitate. The silence makes Tommy worry.

            “I wouldn’t exactly lose sleep if one of them did die,” I reply nonchalantly. “It would be like a public service. Similar to killing the black mold that grows in the girl’s showers,” Tommy looks at me for a second, his expression unreadable, before turning back to his counter. 

            “That’s morbid,” he says. “You know that? You sound like a killer in the making.”

            “Sometimes bad people deserve bad things.”

            “You’re absolutely not helping your case,” Tommy laughs. I can feel someone watching me. It’s an odd feeling, but I brush it off.

            “New topic?” I ask. Tommy nods.

            A mischievous grin grows on his face. “You got a boyfriend? Girlfriend? Partner? All of the above?” he asks hopefully.

            “No, Tommy, and don’t get your hopes up,” I chuckle, before standing up and admiring the neon sign outside.

            “Oh come on, there has to be someone. You can’t possibly go to that hellhole every day and not see at least one hot person!” Tommy groans.

            “Everyone at Westerburg is either evil or boring. No one interests me and I’m not interesting to anyone. Plus, my attention is mainly focused on getting through the day in one piece, not getting laid.” I neglect to mention the stranger I saw in the Cafe yesterday. He was pretty hot, and didn’t seem to be a douchebag-- in fact, he shot two of the douchiest douchebags with blank bullets. A real rarity at Westerburg.

            “God, you need to get out more. I see some pretty people pass through here occasionally, I’m going to start pawning you off,” he jokes.

            “Oh, god, no,” I joined in on his laughter.

            “Yup, I’m going to give every hot person your photo and your address until you finally score yourself some arm candy,” Tommy can barely form sentences through his laughter.

            “I’m gonna to get murdered if you do that, Tom,” I giggle. 

“             And that would be damn shame,” A voice calls from across the counter. I look up to see the most attractive man I’ve ever seen in my entire life. It’s the same guy from the Cafe-- although in the bright convenience store lighting he looks more like a ghost than a man. His jawline looked sharp enough to slice me in half, his cheekbones high and defined. His hair was gorgeous and his teeth were really, really nice. 

            “Uh, yeah, that would totally s-suck,” I choked. Tommy shot me the most horrified look I’ve ever seen. “I’ve, uh, seen you around. That stunt you pulled in the Cafe was wicked, man, seriously.”

            “Hey, it was a public service,” He smirked. Tommy gave me a ‘holy-shit-I’ll-leave-you-two-alone’ look before disappearing in the isles across the room. I could see him peeking through the cereal boxes. “I’m Jason Dean, but most people call me JD.” He offers his hand for me to shake.

             “Y/n, Y/n Ln,” I grip his hand firmly and try not to have a breakdown over the contact. “Y’know, there are much less extreme ways to get people to fuck off than, well, shooting them.”

              “The extreme always seems to make an impression, though, doesn’t it?” His voice was a little bit lower and he leaned in a little bit closer. Tommy was freaking out across the aisle, his eyes wide as his hand raked through his greasy hair. 

            “That it does,” I grin. “There are quite a few people in that school that deserve certain... extremities,” 

            “I think you’re right,” Jason smirked once again. I kept my composure as best I could. “Speaking of extremities, I saw you and Kurt in the hallway last week,” My face is lit ablaze as I recall the incident. Kurt had been continuously pestering me the entire day, and eventually I reached my limit.

            “I guess they aren’t joking when they say the chin is the knockout button,” Jason seems impressed, although I can’t really tell because looking him in the eyes seems like a death sentence. “Landed me three days detention, though. That sucked. Although I guess it can’t compare to whatever they’re dealing you,” At this point, one of the regulars began approaching the front doors. Tommy sprinted out before they got in, seemingly explaining that my entire love life depends on whether or not I can play it cool.

            “Eh, what can I say. I sort of dug myself a grave there,” I spoke without thinking.

            “The only graves that should’ve been dug are Kurt and Ram’s. My one critique? Use real bullets next time,” I froze. Why the fuck would I say that? I mean, I’m not wrong but I doubt JD would stick around after--

            “I like the way you think,” JD laughs, his ears tinted pink. Jason looks at me, and for a moment, I look right back. There’s something behind his eyes, something festering and enticing. I wonder if my eyes communicate anything. “I’ll see you around, Y/n L/n,” 

            “And I’ll see you, Jason Dean,” With that he winked at me, spun on his heel, and walked out the front door. Tommy practically sprinted across the room as I released every muscle I’d been tensing. I slowly melted onto the floor. Laying on the tile with my eyes trained on the bright lights overhead.

            “Oh my god,” Tommy breathed. “Oh my fucking god that was-- oh my god.”

            “I know,”

             “Did you see him? He’s like a greek god,”

            “I know,”

            “And he was totally into you, like, totally,”

            “I should’ve given him my address. I wouldn’t mind getting murdered by him.” I say breathlessly. Tommy sits on the counter and looks down at me.

            “I think I need to teach you how to talk to boys,” Tommy sighs, shock still lingering on his face.

            “Pssh, I can talk to boys just fine,” I retort.

            “You almost collapsed when you saw him,” he says flatly.

            “That was--”

            “I thought you were going to pass out when he told you his name,”

            “But I--”

            “I genuinely believed you were going to vomit when he shook your hand,”

            “Alright! I give! I can’t talk to boys! You caught me! Lock me up and never let me embarrass myself like that again!” I surrendered, throwing my arms in the air before letting them collapse over my face. “He probably thinks I’m a freak,”

            “Are you joking? He was more smitten than you were!” This caught my attention, and I tore my arms away from my eyes. 

            “Huh? Elaborate!” I snapped.

            “You seriously didn’t notice? He’d been staring at you since you stepped foot in here, didn’t you see him? At first I thought it was weird, but then I realized he was smoking hot so I decided I’d let it slide,” “Comforting,” Sarcasm drips from my words. “Y’know serial killers and stalkers can be hot, too.” I rolled my eyes.

“             I seem to recall you saying something along the lines of ‘I wouldn’t mind getting mur--’,”

            “Alright, Tommy, we get it.” I cut him off in embarrassment. “Please continue.”

            “He comes in here a lot, so I knew he was alright. He was beet red the entire time you were talking. Didn’t you see the way he was in a perpetual state of stupid smiling? Dude, he was definitely into you and really bad at hiding it,” Tommy concluded.

            I smiled a big, dumb smile. I didn’t notice the fact that he was nervous, so he probably didn’t notice that I was dying, right? 

            “Tommy, I think we might have a keeper.”

            “Thank god, I don’t think I could stand to see you go to Prom alone. That would be too depressing, even for me,” Tommy enthused. I propped my feet against the edge of the counter, staring at the tips of my boots. For the first time in a long time, Tommy is silent. I can’t get his eyes out of my head. Then again, I don’t know if I want to. 

_________

[dlwritings]

Call Him Hers | Dean Winchester | pt 3

series masterlist found here

general masterlist found here

pairing - Mark-of-Cain!Dean x plus-size!reader word count - 3,733 warnings - drinking, mentions of alcoholism and abuse, fat-shaming, and language

(A/N) - find my Tik Tok reference lol | this gif makes me sweat

summary - (Y/N) and Dean head out to the bar with some of (Y/N)’s old classmates. Like Dean said, everyone spills their secrets over enough liquor.

(previous) (next)

Dean got into Baby’s driver’s seat while (Y/N) slid in the passenger. She was sure her heart would never stop its excessive pumping, and Dean noticed how tense she was. “So you wanna tell me what was so bad about your time in high school?” he asked just as he revved the engine.

“Not really,” she said, putting her chin in her hand.

“Come on, (Y/N),” Dean said. “How am I supposed to make you feel better if you won’t even tell me what’s wrong?”

“I didn’t ask you to make me feel better,” she quipped. Dean let out a sigh, and she didn’t have to look at him to know he had rolled his eyes.

“It couldn’t have been that bad,” he said.

“You’d be surprised,” she said. “Not everyone got to be the hot new kid every few weeks and then disappear. Some of us were stuck in shitty towns with shitty people and a shitty dad.” Dean was quiet for a minute, letting the words she had said sink in.

“So who are Shawn and Savannah?” he asked.

She sighed. “Just my high school ex and his wife.”

“Didn’t know you had a boyfriend in high school,” he said.

“He was the only boyfriend I ever had,” she said. “We dated for about a year. End of junior year, through the summer, and into the beginning of senior year.”

“What happened?” he asked.

She shrugged. “Exactly what you’d expect.” Dean furrowed his eyebrows and looked at her, then looked back at the road.

“What does that mean?” he asked. She was quiet, then pointed at the next street.

“Turn there,” she said. He did, and she showed him where to park the car. Her hope was to drop the conversation and just head into the bar, but Dean could read her like a book.

“You’re not getting off that easy,” he said.

“The hell I am,” she said with a slight laugh. “C’mon. It’s nothing. Let’s go. I’m sure the others are already inside.” Before he could say anything else, she got out of the car and lightly tugged the end of her shorts. Dean made her jump when he put his arm around her and placed a kiss to the top of her head. He laughed.

“You gonna jump out of your skin every time I touch you?” he asked.

“A little warning might be nice,” she said.

“Well then it’s not organic,” he teased. She rolled her eyes with a smile, and Dean took her hand. She wasn’t oblivious to the way his finger delicately traced over his mom’s ring, and it made her cheeks go warm. If she tried hard enough, she could pretend it was all real. That she was going to her high school reunion with her real husband who really loved her the way she loved him.

The bar wasn’t packed, though there were more people there than there would be on any other Thursday night. (Y/N) recognized everyone as people she graduated with, and it looked like all the cliques remained the same. There were the popular kids, the mega-Christian kids, the sporty boys who didn’t bother with being popular (though they easily could’ve been), the emo kids who had grown out of their phase but were still clearly sticking together, the nerdy kids who she hoped didn’t smell as bad as they did in high school, and the kids who weren’t quite popular but still thought they were better than everybody else. That was the group her ex belonged to. Everyone had their place. Everyone except her: the awkward floater no one ever liked enough to make part of their “group.”

Still, all heads turned when she and Dean walked into the room. “Can we please just go?” she whispered to Dean.

“We just got here,” he said, looking down at her. He genuinely couldn’t understand her hesitance. How could high school have been that bad for her? She was pretty and funny and nice and smart, and he was sure that didn’t just happen miraculously when he met her. She had to have always been like that. So how could high school have sucked for her?

“De-”

“(Y/N)!” Jennifer said, cutting off her protest. She turned and gave her a smile. Jennifer walked over to her with the man she assumed was her husband, though (Y/N) didn’t know him.

“Hey, Jennifer,” she said.

“This is my husband, Alec,” Jennifer said. “Alec, this is (Y/N) and her husband, Dean.” There was a tone in her voice when she said Dean’s name that (Y/N) didn’t like, though she obviously ignored it. Alec shook hands with both her and Dean with a kind smile. (Y/N) thought it was a more genuine smile that sparked a sharp contrast from Jennifer. “Well, why don’t you come say hi to everyone!” Jennifer said. “I told them about Dean, and they’ve all just been itching to meet him.”

Dean noticed the way (Y/N) tensed at Jennifer’s words, so he gave her hand a comforting squeeze as Jennifer all but dragged the two of them over to some people. Those people, to her disappointment, included Shawn and Savannah. “You guys remember (Y/N), right?” Jennifer said.

“Of course,” Savannah said, her voice obnoxiously perky.

“And you must be the famous Dean-o,” Shawn said, punching Dean lightly in the shoulder. Dean furrowed his eyebrows with a slight smirk and nodded.

“Dean, yeah,” he said, reaching out to shake Shawn’s hand. They both held their grip for a moment longer than (Y/N) deemed normal before letting go. Everyone went around and introduced themselves, mostly for the sake of the husbands and wives. There were about ten people in the small circle: (Y/N) and Dean, Jenninfer and Alec, Shawn and Savannah, Nicole (the only other girl from Shawn’s group (Y/N) ever actually liked) and her wife, and Bryan, one of the popular boys, and his wife. Casual conversation floated for a while, and (Y/N) was starting to think things might go alright. Out of the group, Shawn, Savannah, and Jennifer were the only three who never left town. Alec moved to Dewey for a job which was where he met Jennifer. Nicole and her wife met in college before moving back to Dewey which was what Bryan and his wife had done as well. So everything was going great, that is, until Savannah decided to put the spotlight on (Y/N) and Dean.

“So how did you two meet?” she asked, her voice dripping with mock enthusiasm. Dean had his arm around (Y/N) -it hadn’t left her waist since everyone stopped shaking hands- and she noticed he gave her hip a light squeeze. She knew then that he could tell she was uncomfortable. His thumb rubbed soft circles on her bare back, then he looked at her, let out a chuckle, and looked back at Savannah.

“Well,” he said, “when I first saw her, I didn’t actually even see her really, just the, uh, pile of books she was carrying.” (Y/N) tilted her head to the side and studied Dean. He didn’t even bat an eyelash and kept talking. “She was, what?” He did look down at her then. “18?” She nodded, her eyebrows furrowed, and he smiled and looked at the others again. “I was in town visiting a friend-” Much easier to explain than the real truth. “-and I had to stop by your library. I saw her, and-” He hesitated. “What were all those books you had?” She was quiet, stunned at his story. “Poetry!” he said, snapping his fingers. “You had your arms stacked with all these poetry books. I almost ran into you. I don’t even know if you really saw me.”

“I didn’t,” she breathed out.

A part of her was forgetting they were at a bar with an audience. How had she not known that the first time Dean saw her wasn’t when he killed her dad? She could remember the day Dean was describing perfectly. It was only two days before the incident with her dad. She remembered a man almost running into her. She nearly dropped everything, and when she turned to yell at the guy, he was gone. She had no idea it had been Dean.

“Yeah,” he said, a smile growing on his face. He had been looking down at her, but remembered where he was and looked up at the others again. “A couple days later, I wound up at her house to-” He hesitated for a fraction of a second. She noticed, though she was sure the others didn’t. “-help her dad.” She had to bite back a smile. Dean continued. “After that, we kept running into each other, and I got to know her more and more. One day I just-” He scoffed, looked down at her, and placed a kiss to her temple, making her whole face heat up. “-I knew I’d never be able to live a day without her.” Her lips parted slightly as she looked up at him, still in slight shock at his story. Dean was just smiling down at her.

She thought he was fully immersed in his role as the doting husband. In reality, Dean couldn’t help but smile anytime he thought of that day.

“That’s so cute,” Savannah said, snapping (Y/N) and Dean out of their thoughts. Her tone was dripping with that fake sweetness she always had. “So (Y/N), how’d he propose?” (Y/N) hadn’t really been expecting the question. People usually didn’t ask for the proposal story of the married couples they run into. Luckily, she was quick on her feet.

“Well, Dean always knew I didn’t want a big proposal,” she said. “I never needed him to create some extravagant moment when I already know he loves me.” She glanced up at Dean to find him already looking down at her. She could read the curiosity behind his soft green eyes. She looked at the others and continued. “He had been gone on a hunting trip with his brother,” she said, causing Dean to chuckle lightly. “It was morning when he finally came home, and I hadn’t really been expecting him. He never knows how long his trips last. You and your brother-” She scoffed and looked up at him teasingly. “-sometimes I swear I can’t get you two to separate.”

He rolled his eyes at her and squeezed her hip. “Anyway, so he came home, and I was making coffee in the kitchen, and he ran up to me and scooped me in the biggest hug. You know, those kinds of hugs you get from someone who loves you where it’s like they’re holding you so tight that nothing else matters? Like, all you can smell is them? And their face is pressed to your neck, and you can feel them smile? And even if you’ve had the worst day, you know everything’s gonna be okay as long as they’re holding you? You know?”

Everyone except Savannah and Shawn -even Jennifer- were smiling, completely invested in the story (Y/N) was weaving, nodding their heads in understanding. She hadn’t realized how into the story she was getting until she looked up at Dean and met his gaze again. She cleared her throat and looked back at the others. “So when he pulled away, he showed me his hand, and in it was this ring. And he said, This was my mom’s. I never really thought about it on anyone’s finger but hers until I met you. And I have a feeling it’ll fit perfectly.”

She could feel herself getting emotional at this pretend story, which was stupid. It wasn’t like she thought often about pretend scenarios in which Dean loved her. Well, she did, but not ones in which he proposed. Still, they never made a lump rise in her throat.

Some stories, even the fake ones apparently, could really make her heart break.

She cleared her throat again and smiled. “And he slid the ring on my finger and told me he loved me and asked me to marry him,” she said. “And I did. And the rest is history.” She looked up at Dean with a smile which he returned.

“Well, that’s just so sweet,” Savannah said. “How long have you been married now?”

“Oh,” (Y/N) said, thinking on her toes again, “it’ll be a year next month.”

“Ah, well then don’t sweat it, man,” Shawn suddenly said. “You’re still in the window.”

“The window?” Dean asked, cocking his head.

“Yeah,” Shawn said with a smirk. “Didn’t (Y/N) tell you? She’s got a gift.”

“Shawn,” Nicole started, clearly attempting to shut him up.

“She’s like a gateway drug,” Shawn continued. “Guys date her as a means to an end, you know? After they break up with her, the next girl they date is the one they marry. She’s two for two, ain’t that right, (Y/N)?” She just clenched her jaw and gave a tight smile, not daring to look up at Dean knowing she might cry from embarrassment. “Yup,” Shawn added. “She did it for me and Savannah and- oh, you see that guy over there? Redhead next to the blonde?” He pointed across the bar at the couple in question. “That’s Joey and Ashley. (Y/N) only dated him for two months when we were sophomores. He’s been with Ashley ever since. They got married, what is it? Six years ago now?”

“Just a year before us,” Savannah said. Bryan was biting back a laugh, the spouses all looked uninterested in the conversation, and (Y/N) chose not to meet Nicole or Jennifer’s gazes, not wanting to see the way either of them might be looking at her.

“Well,” Dean said firmly, “(Y/N) and I are very happy together. Maybe it was the two of you who were a means to an end.” Savannah looked at Dean in shock, and Shawn’s smirk dropped from his face. (Y/N) let out an awkward sigh that she tried to pass off as some sort of laugh.

“God, I sure could use a drink,” she said. “Dean, you want anything?”

“I’ll come with you,” he said. She sent a half wave to the people she was with and walked quickly over to the bar.

“I’d like something strong and sweet,” she said to the bartender. He gave her a smile and nodded, turning to the liquor he had available.

“I thought you didn't drink,” Dean said, pressing his lips to her temple as part of the act.

“There’s a first time for everything,” she muttered back. She mouthed a thank you to the bartender and took a long sip of the drink he handed her. It tasted fruity, and she downed it in four big gulps. As soon as she was done, she pushed her glass towards him as he looked at her with wide eyes. “I’d love another.”

“(Y/N)-”

“Yes, sweetheart?” she said, sarcasm dripping from her voice as she looked at Dean. He frowned and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

“Are you okay?” he whispered.

“Never better,” she said without hesitation. She slid the bartender her card and told him to keep a tab open. He handed her her second drink, and she took another big sip before giving Dean a smile. “Let’s go do some digging.”

It didn’t take long for her to get plastered beyond repair. Her tolerance was low considering she had never had a drink before. She had no idea if she and Dean were even asking questions about the missing people. All she knew was that her anxiety over the night was gone, and she was managing to have a good time. Granted she was pretty much avoiding Savannah, Shawn, and Jennifer like the plague. She was talking to some people who weren’t assholes to her in high school and had lost track of how many drinks she had had.

She was in the middle of talking to Nicole and her wife (whose name she learned was Stephanie) when Dean put his hand on her back. “I think it’s time we call it a night, sweetheart,” he said, giving her his smile that made his eyes squint. She put her hand on his cheek and rubbed her thumb across his stubble.

What she wouldn’t give to truly call him hers.

“I’m having so much fun,” she said with a pout.

“I know,” he said, his grin only widening, “but I think you’ll kick my ass in the morning if you’re too hungover.” Nicole laughed sweetly.

“Looks like you snagged one of the good ones, (Y/N),” she said.

(Y/N) giggled. “I did, didn’t I? Look at him. Look at his butt. He’s so cute.” Dean laughed and put his arm around her waist. He was looking forward to holding those words over her in the morning. And forever.

“Yup,” he said. “We are definitely calling it a night.”

“Fine, you party pooper,” she said, rolling her eyes. She waved goodbye to Nicole and Stephanie and followed Dean out of the bar. “That was a blast,” she said, hoping she sounded as sarcastic as she was trying to.

“Yeah, you really seemed to enjoy yourself,” Dean said, a smirk evident on his face.

“God, why haven’t I drank before?” she asked. She snapped her fingers as if suddenly remembering the fact that had, in reality, been in her brain all night. “Probably because of my abusive, alcoholic father. That kind of puts a damper on things, doesn’t it?” She was staring out the front windshield, but felt Dean staring at her. He hadn’t even started the Impala yet.

“Your dad hit you?” he asked.

She scoffed. “Hit me. Kicked me. Punched me. Threw stuff at me. Real father of the year.”

“What?” Dean said. “Why didn’t you ever tell us?” She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at him.

“I did,” she said.

“When?” he asked.

“When we first met,” she said. “Sam said he was a monster, and I said I know.”

“Well sweetheart,” Dean laughed awkwardly, “we thought you meant you knew he was a werewolf.”

“Oh,” she said, laughing as well. “Nope. I meant he was a mean drunk man monster.” She put her chin in her hand and looked out her window again. She heard Dean sigh as he started the car, and the two headed back to the hotel. Dean had his music playing at a quiet volume, and she couldn’t help but roll the window down. She stuck her hand out and let it wave against the air, lost in her thoughts.

Dean, truthfully, was lost in his too. Maybe it was a good thing her dad was a werewolf: he didn’t need to validate murdering an abusive asshole.

When they got back to the hotel, (Y/N) all but fell out of the car. “Whoa, sweetheart,” Dean laughed, rushing around to put his arm around her. “I got ya.” She giggled and put her hand on top of his that was resting on her hip.

“You’re so sweet, Dean,” she slurred. “‘M so lucky to have you.”

“Mm,” Dean hummed, “and you’re very endearing when you’re drunk and half-asleep.”

They made their way up to the hotel room, and she quickly went into the bathroom to change out of her romper and into her pajamas. “So,” Dean called through the bathroom door, “what was it like to see everyone again?”

“What, you mean like my douchebag ex-boyfriend and the girl he cheated on me with?” she said sarcastically. She opened the bathroom door, now dressed in a t-shirt and some pajama shorts, her face free of make-up, and her hair in a bun. The shirt was a Led Zeppelin one she had once stolen from Dean. It didn’t fit her like a dress or anything, but it was comfy and made her feel like Dean was close to her, which she always liked.

“He cheated on you?” Dean asked, a frown etching itself onto his face. He was wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, his bar clothes now discarded beside his suitcase.

“Mhm,” she hummed. “Always told me Savannah was just his friend and I didn’t have to worry about her. I caught them making out after one of his football games. He was the quarterback.” She laughed. “Shoulda known I could never really bag a quarterback. I couldn’t even make Joey stick around, and he was a bigger nobody than me.”

“You told me earlier you only had one ex-boyfriend,” Dean reminded her.

She shrugged. “I never count Joey. We dated for two months and never even kissed. He was nice and all, but he told me I was too fat for him.” Dean had moved to the bathroom to brush his teeth, but at her words, he came back in the room. His toothbrush was hanging out of his mouth.

“What?” he said.

She shrugged again. “Savannah said Shawn told her the same thing after he dumped me. It’s not exactly breaking news that I’m fat.”

“You’re not fat,” Dean said, his eyebrows furrowed. “What the hell are you talking about?” (Y/N) rolled her eyes and got under the covers of the bed. Dean went back into the bathroom and finished brushing his teeth. “Well, it’s not like you really lost much,” he said when he came back in. “Shawn’s not exactly a looker.” (Y/N) scoffed under her breath. “You’re gonna look at me and you’re gonna tell me that I’m wrong?”

“I mean,” she said, “I’d still hit that. Except this time it would be with a car or baseball bat.” Dean laughed and grabbed a pillow off the bed and a spare blanket from the closet before walking over to the couch. “What’re you doing?” she asked, rubbing her eyes and sitting up a little. Dean shrugged.

“Figured I’d just sleep on the couch,” he said.

Right. Because they weren’t actually married.

“Are you sure?” she asked. “You’re kind of long.” He raised his eyebrows in amusement. “Tall?” she said instead. Dean just chuckled.

“I’ll be alright, sweetheart,” he said. “You get some rest.”

“Okay,” she said through a yawn, laying her head back down on her pillow. “Goodnight, Dean.”

“Goodnight, (Y/N).”

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1x10 discussion questions

one season down, two to go!!! this has been so much fun y’all. i've watched s1 all by my onesies a totally normal amount of times but watching with all of you is it’s own kind of delight. your jokes and your takes are a+++. truly enhance the experience. and i know i say it every week but a sincere thank you to @pynkhues​ for organizing and all the work you put into it.

ANYWAY enough of the gross emo stuff.

1. What was your favourite scene of the episode? Tell us why!

this is a question with an objectively correct answer and it’s when dean gets hit by a car. the last scene is p good too i guess.

2. Was there any scene that missed the mark for you? And if so, how?

the line dancing scene chills me to my core but that says more about my feelings about line dancing than the scene itself. it’s not so much that it misses the mark as much as i consider it a personal attack on part with repeatedly saying sauce arms and making me remember the bandaid.

3. Let’s start from the top! That scene with Rio and Turner! This is our first ever Rio POV scene, and a lot of crucial information is delivered in it – from what Rio’s like as a crime boss to the situation with Eddie. What do you make of this scene? And do you think Rio ever saw Turner as a real threat?

rio saw turner as a whole ass snack and he was right

4. It’s Beth and Dean’s twentieth anniversary! Beth warms to him again over the course of this episode before the cancer lie is revealed. What do you think the trajectory of Beth and Dean’s relationship would’ve looked like if the lie hadn’t been revealed?

eventually beth would’ve taken out the trash. i don’t think there’s a version of the two of them that would work long term as long as beth is coming more and more into herself through crime and dean is, you know, dean. would’ve totally derailed the brio pacing though so someone get that doctor a medal.

5. Annnnd on a related note, do you think the cancer lie is lost to us forever, or that the show might still throw it back on the table at some point?

i have deep seated tv-related trust issues so i’ve convinced myself that no we won’t so i can’t be any more disappointed than i already am

6. Ben has his first few days at St. Anne’s, and it goes well, despite Annie’s reservations. Do you think Greg was right to change Ben’s schooling? Do you think Annie was right in having her reservations? Or is it some combination of both?

as a product of a catholic school elementary environment i feel extremely qualified to say that catholic school kids will fuck you up and annie was absolutely justified in her reservations. that said, clearly the public school kids were also fucking ben up so greg was in the right too. the moral of the story is kids are assholes. 

7. What do you think the show might be saying with the fact that Annie’s son finds safety at a school called St. Anne’s?

you know i never connected those dots before. it’s a little on the nose but it makes me go awwwww so i’ll allow it.

8. What do you think of the Fine & Frugal job overall? Do you think it was a good idea to set Rio up in the way that they did? Do you think it was a good way to get the money for Sara’s transplant?

the (second!! second!!!!) fine & frugal job was, to put it mildly, extremely stupid. just the fact that they robbed it for the second time is enough but oh my GOD the rio portion of the plan tips it over the edge. it’s too many levels of stupid i can’t list them all. it’s the girls at their most short sighted and it makes me want to bang my head against the nearest flat surface.

THAT SAID one thing that i’ve always really loved about the show is the girls are like, truly awful at crime in many ways and fairly consistently reap the consequences of that. i love that they’re sort of bumbling their way to success with their individual talents and determination but not being like, smooth criminals or whatever. i’ve watched the version of this show where that happens (*stares in weeds*) and it’s infuriating.

9. What do you think of the scene with Tyler at the end and how he let the girls off the hook in exchange for getting to be the hero? What do you think this tells us about the overall themes of the show?

i love the hell out of tyler that pure hearted himbo. i know there are deeper thoughts here around male entitlement and how it’s seen through characters like boomer and dean and turner and rio but it’s late and my brain is there. i do like how it’s mmmmmm underscored? subverted? by tyler basically asking annie to make it seem like he’s someone to be taken seriously. it reminds me of a little kid asking for help playing dress up or make believe. idk idk idk pretend i said something smart.

10. Mary Pat discovers Boomer’s been spying on her! It leads to one of my favourite fights of the entire series between Mary Pat and Boomer! What do you think that fight told us about Mary Pat and Boomer’s relationship so far, and who each of them are as people?  

mary-pat was deeply wronged and in a different ‘verse is bffs with the girls. JUSTICE FOR MARY-PAT

11. On a related note, what did you think of Mary Pat going to Beth with the news?

i love it, for as much as mary-pat tries to walk tall and carry a big stick or whatever, as soon as stuff starts falling apart her first instinct is to run to her crime mom for help. THEY SHOULD BE FRIENDS DAMMIT. 

12. Beth throws down a pretty big bluff with Annie and Ruby about going to Canada to take over Rio’s business. Do you think she actually intended to go through with it? Or do you think she was just joking? Or was it something in between?

you know how sometimes people tell jokes that are so funny hahahaha but also omg you guys what if we really did it? it’s one of those. 

13. In 100 words or less, please describe your emotional journey in watching Stan find out what Ruby had done for the money to save Sara.  

N O 

14. Annie and Greg have a pivotal moment together as co-parents at the end of this episode. Do you think this is a satisfying culmination to their arc across this season? And do you see any sort of future for them as a couple overall?

probs not any time soon bc i think zach gilford got another job but i hope so bc i love them lEaVE mE aLoNE

15. That! Final! Scene! Between! Beth! Rio! And! Dean! So much emotion! Give us all your thoughts, comments, feelings! And pretend you were yet to see s2 - what would you predict the outcome would be?

i love literally (like, actually literally) every single thing about this scene. truly god tier and we haven’t even gotten to the dean gets shot/face-touching/E L I Z A B E T H stuff. i’m trying to remember what i thought when i first watched this but honestly i think i was just mashing the next episode button over and over like some kind of psychotic chimpanzee on meth bc netflix wasn’t loading fast enough. 

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13 Reasons Why | Season Four Review ( SPOILERS )

i just finished watching season four, and it’s got me DEEP in my feelings. so, i’m going to review it and give my opinions. first i’m going to do main characters, then the side characters, and then my overview of the whole season. i’m going to keep it as short as i can!

MAIN CHARACTERS

clay | clay has and probably always will be my favorite character. this season finally addresses some of his mental issues and his trauma. i feel like all of the other main characters forget that clay went through everything too and he also has some serious issues, so it was nice to see him talk about it. he was kind of frustrating though. this season there was a severe lack of communication between him and others. like dude, tell your damn therapist you see dead people!! he was also a dick to justin throughout the whole season, and i did NOT dig that. overall, though? i still love him. he had an interesting plot. he had a really good glo up though 10/10 he was hot this season.

justin | HOW DARE THEY KILL HIM OFF. he was fucked with all season. first he and jessica break up, then she starts seeing diego, then clay starts being a dickhead, then his mom dies, then he relapses, and then he fucking dies!! what the fuck!! he didn’t deserve this after all of his character development. he and clay can never be happy.

jessica | every season her and justin do the ‘will they wont they’ thing and i think it was over done and unnecessary. jessica was kinda immature in s4, especially when justin broke up with her. i do love her, but i got frustrated with her at times. she wasn’t the worst though. her friendship with ani was cute, and she is still the baddest bitch on the block. her and bolan’s relationship was one of my favorite things tbh.

ani | surprisingly pleasant. i’m really glad the writers managed to save her character. i still think she’s not really needed, but i didn’t hate her at all this season, and i actually managed to like her. her hair had a major glo up like damn sis. i loved the hairstyle with the bangs! 

alex | BABY BOY. i loved him so much this season. alex has never really annoyed me, but this season i especially loved him. after getting messed with every season i appreciated seeing him thrive. i loved seeing more zalex (even if its just a friendship but hey they kissed!!) and he and charlie were SO cute. some of his relationships were a little rushed, but i could still enjoy them.

zach | i used to adore zach up until this season. he just kinda showed up drunk and then never stopped. there was no build up. he had some scenes where i cheered for him, and he does have some badass and fun scenes. he’s the one main character that annoyed me a lot though, which is sad because he used to be one of my favs. 

tyler | he deserves the world. i think tony and clay were right to suspect he was up to something, because he was acting suspicious, but i’m glad he wasn’t doing anything bad. i’m so happy he’s getting more comfortable in his own skin. his and winston’s friendship was cute while it lasted, and him and estela were hella cute too. 

tony | meh. he didn’t really do much this season tbh. i still love him, but i feel like the last two seasons haven’t been giving him enough screen time. i also was disappointed that his friendship with clay isn’t really shown anymore. he was best in seasons one and two. 

SIDE CHARACTERS

winston | i feel like i’m alone when i say that i love winston. i can understand the disappointment though. the trailers made him out to be a big threat and then didn’t really do anything with it. i also feel like the only one who didn’t care about him and alex? they were fine together, but i don’t see the chemistry that others seem to. him saying he loved alex was wack. winston and monty hit different than any other relationship on this show and i’m not gonna apologize for saying that. i cried like a baby during the prom episode. it’s bs that he apparently only knew the version of monty that he wanted to see, when he was the only one who really knew monty the person and not monty the jock or monty the bully. winston was the only one to know monty in an intimate, vulnerable state. winston was done dirty this season and he deserved better.

monty | he gets his own category because he may be dead but he was a prominent character. i hate that i get really emo about monty but i do. he was an awful person, and i’m not gonna make excuses for him because he doesn’t deserve them, but i just get really emo and sad about him and i’m not sure why. maybe because the show redeemed bryce (bleh) but didn’t allow monty the same luxury. i really wish he wasn’t dead. they didn’t need to kill him off at all. the plot wouldn’t really change much if he had been alive. clay could’ve still seen him bc he felt guilty, and winston still could’ve gone to the school. 

estela | i love her so much!! she is mourning her brother but understands what he did was gross and disgusting. she didn’t really do much but i still appreciated her. her and tyler were cute.

diego + the football team | diego was kinda shitty and he fucked with clay when he didn’t need to but i don’t think he’s a bad person at all, and i believe he genuinely cared about jessica and wanted her happy. he was kinda used as a plot device for jess and justin so he didn’t really do much after the first few episodes besides be there to make justin jealous. the football team was actually kinda fun this season and i didn’t hate them. kinda asses but not in the way the past ones were.

caleb | caleb and tony are perfect for each other but caleb is also too good for tony tbh. they’re cute though and i’m happy they have each other, but shit tony doesn’t listen to him. caleb doesn’t do much in the show but he’s cool. 

the parents | i’m only gonna speak in detail about one parent and that’s mister bill standall. idk i just kind of love him and i think he’s an amazing father to alex. every time he kisses alex on the head my heart goes soft because it’s what alex deserves. the whole standall family is super cool and i like peter’s reaction to alex dating charlie. clay and justin’s parents try really hard and they love both their boys though. jessica’s parents also love her very much and i love her dad. we only see ani’s mom once this season and i love her even if she’s strict. mrs. walker is cool and i wish the best for her. 

gary bolan | he and jessica have really funny interactions. you can tell he does actually really like her and values her input but he also thinks she’s overbearing and it’s amazing. he sucks sometimes but you can tell he’s trying.

the dean guy and also that one police guy | i don’t remember their names and i don’t care enough to look it up. the dean guy was kind of a dick sometimes but woah i was not expecting the gay from him. i thought the police guy was awful at first but he grew on me when i realized he wasn’t out to fuck with tony.

scott | he was in one scene and it wasn’t even really him but i love him so i’m gonna mention him. 10/10 stole the show. 

charlie | i saved my favorite for last. CHARLIE IS BABY. he literally has done nothing wrong in his entire life. the sweetest boyfriend. not closeted and isn’t afraid to show affection. would literally do anything for alex. his and alex’s relationship was a b i t rushed but i enjoyed it nonetheless. i don’t know how people could prefer alex and winston over charlie and alex literally they’re so cute and charlie is the best.

OVERVIEW

i think this season was pretty good. a bit fucky here and there, but overall a lot better than season three. i do wish some things were different, and i don’t know why there weren’t thirteen episodes because that would’ve helped slow things down a little so some things didn’t feel too rushed, but eh whatever. this season tackled some interesting topics like mental illness, AIDS, sexuality, and police brutality. i was super stressed out watching but in a good way. i do wish some things were done differently. that’s what fanfiction is for i suppose. i’m gonna give this season a 7/10. it was good and i enjoyed it, though i think some decisions were questionable and i think there should’ve been a happy ending for all of the main characters since they’ve been put through literal hell.  please interact if you share the same opinions or if you think differently because i would love to discuss further!! i feel like i have a mixture of both popular and unpopular opinions about this season, so i’d love to hear about what anyone else thinks.

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15.12 - Galaxy Brain

Episode Review/Recap

This is not pretty. Not the worst episode ever, but definitely somewhere in the bottom 10. It mainly suffers from having the focus on “fan favourites” I stopped caring about seasons ago, and contempt for Sam and Dean and their fans coming through loud and clear in the writing.

Everything under a cut because some people can’t handle the truth!

Official episode summary to get us excited and want to watch live: Sam and Dean respond to a frantic call and together along with Castiel, Jack, and Jody Mills (guest star Kim Rhodes), assist in an extraordinary and heartbreaking rescue. Billie (guest star Lisa Berry) surprises everyone with a visit to the bunker.

My reaction:

“Heartbreaking rescue” 😂

Kaia is shown in the recap and since I know from the promo that Jody is also in this episode, it’s yet another Wayward af episode being forced onto an audience who were very clear they didn’t want it 🙄. The recap is sending me to sleep and my bitter Sam girl is rising since he’s barely in it.  Checks who wrote it and rolls eyes: Teleplay by Bobo the 🤡.  Dean likely isn’t going to be much better off, prepares self for Destiel pandering and Dean being used as a side character to prop up the actual side characters.  Awesome. Roll on Walker where I hope I won’t be subjected to this shit.

The radio shed scene is boring.  Done with “fan favourite” Chuck and have been for several seasons now.  Chuck’s droning on about Sam and Dean, yet it’s Dean and waste of space who are being shown sitting down together, with Sam barely in the background.  Awesome.  I just. Why?  This is like when someone says something about J2 but we get a gif that includes M.  Why are we incapable of getting just J2 or Sam and Dean?

Moving quickly on, we transition from one character I used to love but now don’t care about, to another character I used to love, but now don’t care about.  “Fan favourite” Jody is examining a dead cow. “Fan favourite” Alex calls her, she must have been busy doing something else as she doesn’t appear in the episode. Side note, Berens put the line in about vegan lasagne because the girl playing Alex is a vegan. Oh… so we’re putting in shout outs to the side characters now?  Maybe that’s why the writing is so bad. #justsaying 🤷‍♀️

Jody gets whacked on the head and is it wrong to hope she’s dead?  😔 I know she’s not dead, I know this episode is going to be TFW 2.0 rescuing her (though I predict they will end up being the ones needing to be rescued because Wayward af). It’s too much to expect some real cases, some real urban legends to investigate in the final season.  Show went too big when it should have gone home.

Almost 7 minutes in and we finally have Sam and Dean. Yay! Berens has finally remembered they are still characters on the show, but I guess he hasn’t focused on them as they aren’t “fan favourites”.  And of course “fan favourite” waste of space is in the scene because Chuck fucking forbid we get the brothers without their waste of space hanging around because he somehow has nothing else to do the last 4 seasons.

We’re pandering to “my three dad’s” fan fiction crowd in this scene, though sharing 1 braincell Destihellers for sure will be tweeting about “dads” Dean and waste of space and cheerleader Uncle Sam.  They’re talking about “fan favourite” Jack and him eating hearts. Sam doesn’t want to trust “fan favourite” Billie (good call imo).  Dean seems disconnected from this scene. Same Jensen, Same tbh.  Jared, bless him, is trying his best with this shit, even bringing out the big gun puppy eyes of doom, but I’m feeling nothing but anger.

We move from them to Jack wandering around the bunker. We see him looking at “fan favourite” Mary’s initials carved into the table… and thank you show for reminding me of that fuck up that I’d wiped from my memory.  😡🤬. We learn during this scene that Jack has been trying to contact Billie, but she’s busy so sent him a reaper.

Back with my three dad’s and Jensen can barely keep the contempt out of his expression to deliver this script.  😂

We learn in this scene that Jack trusts Death so waste of space trusts Jack (me plaintively, why???), This appears to be the part in the season that waste of space is being set up to be the tool, which they’ll forgive him for yet again. 🙄 and also 😴 and 😡, a lot of 😡

Ooh, Sam just asked the obvious question, “If Jack kills god, what about Amara.” Nobody really answers it though.

Jared side-eyeing Misha at the end of this “brother” scene. Wtf are you doing in this scene? Your contribution was what exactly? Did I get any time off during any of this for you to stand in this scene doing nothing, other than pandering to Destiel stans that could give a fuck about me, than as a cheerleader for their non ship?  He flounces out.  I wish I could leave as easily Jared, but you sucked me into this show the first time you popped your cute mop of emo hair around the door and asked, “Do I have to?”  I’m here to the bitter, bitter end my friend.

Back with Jack and “fan favourite” random reaper we’ve never seen before.  No offence to the lady, but it might have been nice to see “fan favourite” Tessa back.  I don’t think she bit the dust, did she? Anyway 😴 through this scene.

Parent!Sam goes to find Jack and hears him talking to someone. Immediately concerned, he knocks on the door, and enters.  The reaper has disappeared. Sam asks who Jack was talking to, Jack says no one,  Sam knows that’s not the case but doesn’t push it.    Sam says they’re glad to have Jack back and asks if he knows that and that Jack could have come to them first, they would have helped him. So… we’re just ignoring the whole box thing and the end of last season? Awesome, said no fan of good writing or continuity anywhere.

By the way Jack, that was your cue to be honest with Sam about the reaper.

Ah, yet another pandering moment!!  How would we have endured the last few seasons without one or two or twenty of these crow barred into every episode.  Screams from the rooftops “waste of space is a god damn angel, he doesn’t eat or drink, why the fuck are you trying to humanise him you twats.”

Anyway 😴 through that scene and I swear, I would pay to have a version of this show with waste of space completely removed from the last few seasons.  Zero purpose to this, other than setting him up to be wrong again, and taking Dean along with him, because if Jack’s anything other than a red herring, I’ll be very 😡

As an aside, I  don’t know who that is in this scene but it’s not Dean. It’s not my Dean that I fell in love with.  I hate how much this show lost its way and dragged everything down to pandering and soap opera drama.

As another aside, this scene is like an outtake with seeing who can have the deepest voice, their vocal chords are going to be permanently screwed.

However, what amuses me as always with any Dean and waste of space scene, they don’t actually talk, except about Sam or Jack and this scene is no different.

Dean’s phone rings.  It’s Jody.  I started watching this epsiode, then took a break for a couple of days and had somehow completely forgotten she was in the episode. That’s how efficient my mind is at removing the trash. 😂. Anyway she’s in trouble and tells Dean where she is and that he has to come, otherwise she dies. 

Dean and Sam drive to the location given by Jody and I’m incredibly surprised that waste of space isn’t cadging a ride in the back seat.  Seems this is a random time they can deal with things on their own without requiring the assistance of several others. Just like the good old days.  Shame they’re saving one of the Wayward failures rather than a brand new case that would have been infinitely more interesting.

Sam and Dean get to pretend they remember how to hunt in this episode, Dean covering Sam’s back while Sam helps untie Jody who is tied to a chair in the middle of a barn is the best scene in the episode so far.  Jody has plenty of time while Sam’s untying her to warn them to watch out for “fan favourite” Dark!Kaia but no, and that’s how bad this is. She barely gets a gasp and a “look out” before Sam gets whaled on.  And of course they are both going to get their asses handed to them because “Wayward af” 🙄.  Fucking hate Wayward, not content with ruining 4 episodes of season 13, they’ve come back uninvited to waste another in season 15.

What the fuck did I just see? No seriously, what the actual everloving fuck did I just see? (My swearing goes up exponentially the worse the writing is, I make no apology for that).  Samsel-in-distress is writhing on the floor, while Dean is being choked by whiny dark!kaia complaining about her spear, so of course Jody has to be the one to rescue the Winchesters by whacking her on the back with her chair 🙄.  To add insult to injury, we don’t even get a padabooty shot to make up for this atrocity we’ve had to endure.  And believe me, I could see Jared desperately trying to give us that shot. I’m 😡

Now that Jody’s been shown to be more competent than the Winchesters because “girl power rules”, Sam’s able to stand up again and both he and Dean get their guns trained on dark!kaia.

Long boring scene later – mainly between Jody and Kaia because why write for the two guys you’re paying a quarter of a million dollars per episode for, when you can write for the cheap side characters and have Sam and Dean just stand in the scene doing practically nothing.  Are you chuck damn insane with this nonsense?  Oh sorry, upshot is Kaia is alive and Dark!Kaia can see her world ending and needs to open the portal to rescue her so she lured Sam and Dean to get to Jack (for him to open the portal like he did before). 😴

Jack and waste of space are playing connect 4.  Jack wins. 😴

Sam and Jody arrive back at the bunker. We get a waste of screen time between Jody and waste of space who meet for the first time, with Sam once again being very expensive, but beautiful background.   Dean comes in a little later so he can have a dramatic entrance with dun dun dun, dark!kaia. 😴

I love how the Scooby gang are all off to the side, having a conversation but Dark!kaia is clearly within listening distance so it just makes them look like dumbasses.

Jack’s off limits in helping Kaia (Parent!Dean said no), but Sam says they’re going to look for another way.  Ummm… wasn’t that what the entirety of Season 13 was about and you needed the grace of an archangel for?  You’re just going to “check the lore” and miraculously find in half an episode what you couldn’t find in the entirety of a season?  This is bad. Waste of space is going to call plot device “fan favourite” Sergei.  How they never stumbled across Sergei before, I have no idea as he seems to be the oracle as far as Drabbernatural is concerned.

Dark!Kaia is so whiny. They are terrible at writing teenage girls, it’s actually insulting at this point.

Oh, I thought Jack had found the right spell in research, but turns out the monster needed for the spell is now extinct as they read about it in dad’s journal. Wow, I don’t remember the journal being mentioned in a long time, surprised they remember it even existed, let alone used to be the holy grail of hunting and pretty much what the show centred around in the early seasons (*whispers*, when the show was good).

Wow, they even managed to make the 30 second broment boring. This is a new low.  😴

Jody and waste of space scene because yes, out of all the scenes I could have wished to see in the final season, this was on the list. 🙄. They talk about “fan favourite” Hunter!Barbie Claire (who couldn’t be in this episode because she’s all that and a kit kat now - Supernatural who? I don’t know her.). We find out Claire loved Kaia.  I mean yeah, it’s totally normal to fall in love within 15 minutes of knowing someone. Fucking hell, someone take this pandering hack’s laptop away and save us from this trite aimed only at people who share 1 braincell who only wanted the relationship as it’s a “parallel” to Destiel.  But since Dean dancing with a lamp a couple of episodes ago was a parallel for Destiel, why are we pandering to them. (*whispers* the writers are all narcassists and put stoking their ego before good writing).

This is bad.  Did I mention this was bad?  No, but it’s really, really bad.

Jack was listening in so he’s going to do something stupid so Claire gets her “love” back. Of course he is. 🙄

He goes to speak to Dark!Kaia.  She’s still whiny, we’ll fast forward this garbage to the point Jack looks inside Dark!Kaia’s head to see what she sees, which is Kaia struggling in lizard world. 😴

Jack goes to Sam and Dean and says he’s helping Kaia because he owes her.   Parent!Winchesters are funny, neither are happy with what Jack wants to do but they support their mother killing son.

Reaper is back to stop Jack doing something that is “Winchester dumb” and Jesus fuck, how much contempt does this hack writer have for the lead characters and the 99% of the audience who love them?

Anyway the next few minutes are how stupid the Winchesters are that they can’t even fix the warding on the bunker, and I hate this writer is getting paid actual money for handing this crap in. Unfortunately, he’s got his fellow writers and a couple of hundred sycophants telling him how absolutely amaze balls he is with the rest of the c list cast tweeting around each other at how good they all were.

This is my favourite bit of the episode – not really – but it amuses me the Hellers are making mountains out of “I need to borrow your angel” (😔 pandering) and completely ignoring that no-one bats an eye or puts up a token protest that the reaper needs to use waste of space to feed the wards to keep them running as long as they need for the spell to work. No one asks what harm that might do to him, waste of space is yet again, nothing more than... well, a waste of space really. Never change Hellers, never change. 😂. I’d like to point out that if Sam has been needed to charge it, the reaction from Dean would have been entirely different. 😂

Dean makes the spell, Sam reads the words, while 2 of the 3 side characters just stand there with no purpose.  The warding going up throughout the bunker is the coolest part of this episode though.  Special effects used their $2.50 dollar store budget wisely this week.  👍

10 second broment where Sam asks Dean how Sam’s feeling about what they’re doing.

Sam: honestly?  It feels like we’re taking a big, probably stupid risk… it feels good. Disobeying cosmic entities, doing the dumb right thing, it feels like we’re back.

Note to Berens, I think you could have fit a few more dumb synonyms into that speech to let us know how you really feel). 🙄

I like how Sam checks Dean’s backpack in this scene though.  I’m wondering if that was J2 rather than writing or direction.

Yet another scene between Jody and waste of space. 😴. Jody thanks him for staying behind to look after the reaper.  Waste of space says he wants Jody to stay behind too.

Jody (out of absolutely nowhere): What is that?  Some bs male chivalry thing?

Fuck off with your sjw feminist bullshit to please the single braincellers. With shitty lines like this, it’s absolutely no surprise Wayward didn’t get green lighted.

Waste of space talks about how he’ll never be able to make what’s right, what he “took from Claire”.  Oh, you’ve remembered you possessed a child, incapable of consenting to being possessed, in order to blackmail her father to agree to being possessed again against his will.  A father and husband you got killed because you provoked Lucifer by shouting “Hey assbutt” at him and getting Jimmy blown to smithereens? And you still wander round wearing his face and clothes? No, waste of space, you can’t ever make up for that.

Anyway, the reason he doesn’t want Jody going is that if Claire loses her on top of what she’s already lost (including Kaia), then it would kill her.  Jody agrees. I meanwhile have to stop watching while I try to find my eyes which have rolled right out of my head at this point of the episode. 🙄

Found them, we’re back!  

The reaper and Castiel put their hands on a stone tablet, not sure if we’ve seen it before or it’s just a random object the reaper has handy.  🤷‍♀️. The wards are supercharged (hiding the use of Jack’s powers from Chuck so he doesn’t alert Chuck that he’s back).  Jack opens the portal and Dark!Kaia, Sam and Dean step through to lizard world.

It’s raining heavily, but not on Sam’s hair bizarrely. Denied wet!Sam so here’s a gif from a good episode.

And because I'm here for both my boys, here’s wet Dean as a bonus

They start walking to find Kaia and are set upon by those creatures from the first Star Wars movies – the ones that sell the droids and this bit is exciting, finally we get what I’m here for.  Sam and Dean are going to kick as….  Or not, because why write Sam and Dean doing what they should be doing.  The creatures don’t want to fight, they are scared of the world ending and run away. Totally anti-climactic. 😔

They find Kaia and in the most bizarre writing so far in a season chock full of bizarre writing, Kaia rushes to the guy who pulled a gun on her and forced her to do something she didn’t want to do, resulting in her getting stranded on that shitty lizard world alone, and instead of stabbing him, she… hugs him.

In fairness, it was ooc writing by I think Berens that had Dean pulling the gun on Kaia in the first place so this is just a really weak attempt at fixing the original bad writing, which only ends up compounding the problem.

Sam “the writers never bother to write in a hug for me” Winchester just stands back and smiles at Kaia.  In fairness, Sam never getting hugged goes way back and I headcanon that Sam has “back off” vibes to protect himself.  Common in younger siblings that experience a lot of loss early in their lives.

Kaia notices dark!kaia and looks about to kill her but Sam says that she helped them find Kaia.  They go to leave but dark!kaia wants to stay because she doesn’t belong in their world.  Sam says she’ll die and she seems to accept that, being left behind as Sam, Dean and Kaia run for the portal.

We see Dark!Kaia’s world pretty much ending, with her embracing it, just as Sam, Dean and Kaia step back through the portal.

Jody and Kaia hug and I think we’re supposed to feel 🥰 at that, but I care for neither of them (and Kaia was the one I originally liked in season 13, but Wayward af and the trite with Claire, plus dark!kaia episodes ruined it).

Kaia and Jack scene and Kaia looks really well put together considering the entire time we saw her in the AU, she was clearly having mental issues, but like a magic wand has been waved, she’s completely normal and healthy and no worse for 2 earth years in complete isolation in a world you have to fight to survive in every day.  Miraculous, but that’s a Wayward af cardboard cutout character for you.

Jody comes in and offers Kaia a home at Jody’s home for cardboard cut out girl!power hunters.  Kaia asks if Claire will be there and Jody says soon.  

Sam, Dean and waste of space are crammed into a frame and we wouldn’t have this overcrowding in a scene if they didn’t insist on crowbarring him in.  There would be more space in the scene if he wasn’t wasting it. I’m guessing it’s to frame Jack in the front with his “three dad’s” behind 🤮. It just looks bad.

After Kaia and Jody leave, they go back to speak to the reaper.  They’ve remembered they have two stars in this framing, Sam and Dean are together in the front of the shot, Jack and waste of space are behind.

Sam asks the reaper if the warnings worked. She snidely answers that the fact they are all still alive says it worked.  She’s killed milliseconds later by… Billie.  Oh “fan favourite” reaper, so sad to see you go. Maybe you’ll be resurrected in a later episode. We can always hope.

“Hello boys”.  Wait, isn’t that Crowley’s line (and before that Ellen?).

Oh my chucking lord, why the dramatical looks at Death and everyone being scared. This is bad. This is like that Clint Eastwood movie where they all look at each other.

It’s bad.  Who directed this?  Lol, I think it might have been Richard. He’s been hit or miss for me.  And this one’s a miss.

Sam and Dean step aside to allow Billie to get to Jack and can I just say, no parent would ever do that.  I don’t believe Sam and Dean would do that, but they do, do that (sniggers childishly at do do). They just step aside without saying a word, but who cares about them and what their characters would do.  Certainly not the writer of this episode.

Death tells them they risked everything for one girl and for what, because all the worlds are dying.

Waste of space says it’s Chuck and glares impotently at Death (I think that’s what he’s doing, he might just need the bathroom again, who knows anymore tbh), while she agrees with him, saying Chuck has been wiping out galaxies for the end.

Sam asks what her end game is.  He asks how Jack is going to kill god, what the plan is.

Long, boring monologue later, God has a book in Death’s library, meaning he can die. Billy: Everything dies” 😂

We flashback to original death in the pizza place with Dean and I wish they hadn’t. The difference between that scene and anything in the last season is glaring.  But I was right from something we were talking about a few weeks ago, because we get this quote from Death to remind us;

Death: In the end, I reap him too

Original!Dean: God?  You’ll reap god

Death: oh yes

Waste of space, “And why would god write the blueprint to his own death?” (that would have been a good line for Sam or Dean who have barely had anything to say or do this episode as it is, and they’re in the scenes just standing there getting paid a quarter of a million dollars to watch someone who hung up his acting shoes before season 7, give this line, and I can’t with this).

Anyway, god didn’t write the book, the books write themselves.

Another boring monologue, the upshot of which is Chuck had to write himself into the framework, hence he has to have a book, but it’s not explained very well and I’m fake coughing bullshit on this plot device as it doesn’t make any sense but I throw my hands up in the air. If the writers don’t care about even trying to make it make sense, then why the fuck should I put any effort in to explain it away. 😴

God hasn’t read his book and can’t unless Billie lets him. Sam asks if Jack is in god’s book. She says yes and “so are you.  I told you Dean, you and your brother have work to do, this is your destiny.  You are the messengers of god’s destruction.”

Oh great... they’re messenger boys now?  Awesome.

Back with Chuck, he’s still in Radio Shed, watching a number of televisions and all of them show worlds being destroyed.  

Chuck gets up to leave, the “fan favourite” Radio Shed employee asks if he’ll be saved.  Oh you sweet summer child! 

Chuck says he’ll be fine, but as he leaves we see a meteor hit the store (and show, if you think that was a surprise twist ending, it was flashing neon lights from the very beginning).

The episode seemed to be double the length of normal, but nothing really happened and it was boring af.

Somebody get this show a defibrillator.  Stat!  Oh wait, on second thoughts, slaps “Do not resuscitate” sign onto show.  Let it die in peace. 

[themanicgalaxy]

SPN 1X19 Provenance

aight, let’s go bois

damn, no previously on this time?

wow young couple I’m sure they won’t die tragically

OH THE PAINTING MOVED

Are all the paintings haunted now?

oh my god and she’s INCREDIBLY beaten up oh my god

Dean picking up girls vs. Sam hunting for a case like a NERD

Ah ok there’s that behavior, there we go 

Sam: Ah yes my brother is hungover, I’M GONNA MESS WITH HIM

sibling YES 

~classical music plays~

the zoom up on all the license plates and the impala’s being REALLY dented? yes i like that

and they Shalt Now Be Kicked Out for idk not being on the list or whatever

Dean: Bro someone’s hitting on you

Dean please stop eating all the mini-quiches

What in the Disco Motel did they end up in

Well this is Awkward

Sam is going on a date! for the Case! something ish? ah whatever 

THIS HURTS ME IFASPH WHY IS THERE A WINE LIST

The close ups on their faces are like just....increasing the awkwardness whyyy

Ah yes time for the “demons killed my last girlfriend like a few months ago” talk

See this is another case of the suspense, cuz we know it’s the painting, 

These two are really fucking efficient when it comes to breaking into places aren’t they

Ah ha and it comes back, I knew there was too much time left for this to be over

“Ah yes here’s the 20 bucks I owe you” aka “I found my wallet ha ha” 

“ill leave you two crazy kids alone,” Dean what the fuck

“OH MY GOD....That pAINTING tho,” hahahahaha nice save Sam

BAHAHAHAHA regular old hijinks I’m enjoying this a lot after watching WandaVision

aCcoRdinG to thE lOre Sam no

This old crime buff is just so fun, he’s having so much fun with it

Columbian Neckties CANNOT be a term

“like a DaVinci code thing? No I’m waiting for the movie” BAHAAHAH

IT IS, but it’s 100% NOT slitting throats, also it’s post-mortem, not to die, and you pull the tongue through the neck hole? what the fuck

Hey look it’s Jessica, we haven’t angsted about her in a while

Dean you can’t just tell your brother to get laid as a way to solve his feeligns

Dean pretending he’s not snooping is HILARIOUS

Hey look the dad moved

WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE DAD

SIR WHAT IS YOUR DAMAGE

JESUS CHRIST THAT WAS CREEPY

Sarah’s scream woke the kitty up heh 

“weLcOme To OuR WorlD” :) Dean what the fuck

Sarah literally takes it completely in stride i love her

“Sam....Marry that girl” DEAN THERE ARE BETTER WAYS TO SUPPORT YOUR BROTHER

Sam has Emo Boi hair it’s hilarious

My god they’re really stretching the budget with this Super Spy Break In thing they have going 

“notice anything strange” “Where do I start?” Sam smirks

Sam likes women that can kick his ass, mostly

The fucking eyelash thing, that’s so like...young

SAM IS 22 THAT HURTS ME

SAM COME ON SHE’S SO COOL

whEn pEopLE geT cLoSe theY gEt Hurt Emo boi sam confirmed

“it’s like I’m cursed or something” PFFT well that’s on the nose isn’t it

Sarah kinda looks like Miley Cyrus

“You don’t get to make my choices for me” YES SARAH YOU GO GIRL

*head pops in* hey am i interrupting something DEAN

BAHAHAHA and they’re casually digging up a grave

Dean is DESPERATELY trying to be supportive

he plays the FUCKING RADIO FOR MOOD MUSIC D EA N 

OH FUCK IT WAS THE KID FUCKING RUN

in a shocking turn of events, it was actually NOT the dad damn

if it’s the adopted girl i swear

the doll it’s always the FUCKING DOLL

that one shot with sarah and the girl nose to nose jesus christ

Dean did you seriously not think to shoot the glass

ah yes of course the lighter doesn’t work

thank god sarah’s alive

SERIOUSLY ONE FEMALE CHARACTER P LE A SE 

I KNEW IT ADOPTED ONE

Dear god this was awkward dsf;ahfhias

oh come one Sam she’s so cute what the Hell is wrong with you

well, ironically, hell, but

Sam goes back to kiss her AWWW

Dean: that’s my boy Dean what the fuck is wrong with you 

I mean I don’t think we need to hear the list this time but

Ok wrap up:

1. solid, just like...normal average episode? no emotions either way

2. Please. One girl. Sarah was so cool, I want more of her :( 

3. Very James Bond-esque, which made me laugh more than anything

4. I did like the bait-and-switch with the dad though, but it felt kinda rushed

idk not many thoughts this time around ig

[movedaccounts-readinfo]

So I’m here still and am going to gush about my boyfriend, y’all know him as Castiel and I know him as my idiot

So let’s go through my camera roll shall we!

I’ve put everything under this cut as I do have a lot of photos of him (I”m not sharing all but some of my favorites)

So this is one of the earliest photos I have (that I took) of him. We were on a date and I got him my favorite burger to try. I knew he didn’t eat but other people in the place didn’t know that and would probably judge us if I was just eating. I don’t know, anxiety man. This was his reaction though and I love it. I just love his smile, it makes me smile and makes my heart melt.

Cas needed some non-bloody clothes as he was low on grace and couldn’t zap them clean. So he had them washing. Though we needed to go out for a case. I grabbed some of my stuff that I thought would fit him and this is what I gave him. Along with some other of my emo/punk phase stuff. I just, I just can’t with him. I mean just aslkdkjfa;s, I love him so muchhh

During the drive back from a case, the roads were muddy and not driveable. So we pulled off and just hung out. I managed to get this photo of them all smiling (rare). They didn’t notice as I was sitting on a big rock that was across from them, on my phone. They didn’t think that I was taking a picture.

Sam sent me this as he had this photo of Cas and then used some quotes from one of his books, It’s just so true.

Once again Sam sent me this as we were talking about that thing he does. I said he would never do it on Dean but I was proved wrong

I caught Cas spying on me while I was working a case alone.

Fun fact: This was about a month before we started dating, he was worried about me so was following me the whole case, nervous to tell me that he was worried though

This will be the last one for now but yeah

So I texted Cas saying that I missed him while he was doing other things and he just sent me this back.

He’s adorable

[kingdumbass]

8, 17, and 38!

8: a snippet from Forbidden Fruit. proud of it because it’s my baby and also because i think this scene portrays dean’s vulnerability .

“How do you feel about PB&J?” he called, sniffing a forgotten jar of grape jelly on the fridge door.

Castiel approached him from behind, slipping on his pair of white boxers over his hips. “PB&J sounds perfect,” he replied, settling himself to lean against the counter with a warm expression coloring his features.

“What’s with the face?” Dean asked, eyeing him as he grabbed a butter knife from the drawer and closed it with his hip.

“What face?”

Gesturing to his face with the knife, Dean just said, “I dunno, whatever that face is you’re making.”

“I’m not making a face.”

Dean scoffed. “If you say so.” He laid out the bread on the counter and unscrewed the lids to the peanut butter and jelly, meticulously spreading both out in even layers. Castiel let out a soft sound as he watched him. It sounded like a chuckle as Dean cut the sandwiches in diagonals; A habit he was used to from taking care of Sam after school all those years. “What’s so funny?” he asked as he handed a plate over to him and sucked the jelly off his thumb.

“Nothing,” said Castiel, biting into half of his sandwich to hide his smirk. “This is very good, thank you.”

“Just a PB&J. Hard to fuck that up,” he said with a shrug.

They ate in awkward silence for a few minutes and Dean did his best to avoid Castiel’s weirdly reverent gaze, choosing instead to stare at the wan moonlight breaking over the dark water across the way. Though, he was uncomfortable. He’d never felt that vulnerable in front of anyone before and the feeling left much to be desired as far as Dean was concerned. Castiel was just another name on the list of people Dean didn’t want to feel weak in front of, yet here Dean was making him a goddamn PB&J with the metaphorical crusts cut off after getting fucked in the ass and crying about it.

He tried to rest his backside against the counter, but it hurt too much, so he just resolved to stand facing the cabinets instead. “I’m clean y’know,” he said disrupting the quiet, without turning his head. “I don’t got any STDs or whatever. I get tested so you don’t gotta worry.”

Castiel swallowed part of his sandwich before saying, “I… hadn’t thought about that at all, if I’m being honest. Thank you for telling me. I’m clean as well, if that helps.”

Dean never doubted he would be.

Castiel’s eyebrows scrunched together as he considered the second half of his sandwich. “May I ask you something, Dean?”

“Uh, I guess so. Shoot.”

He paused a moment like he was trying to figure out how to say it. Dean wished he would just spit it out already.

“That was your first time.”

It wasn’t a question. It was a statement. It wasn’t critical, it just was, but Dean still felt his guard going up anyway.

“No, it wasn’t.” It was only half true.

Castiel had this omniscient look on his face that was kind of pissing Dean off a little bit. “You’re lying.”

“I’m not a virgin,” he defended.

“I never accused you of being one. Not that there's anything wrong with being one, that is.”

Dean rolled his eyes and shook his head. Guy really loved playing semantics. “And what if it was? The fuck does that matter?”

Castiel tilted his head, mulling it over. “Then I would say I’m in no position to judge you one way or the other, and I would say thank you for trusting me enough to be the one to share that experience with you.”

“It’s no big deal,” Dean sniffed, putting his plate in the sink.

“To some people it is; I know it was for myself. For what it’s worth, you were divine.” After a pause, he added, “I’ve thought about this countless times, but this exceeded all of them.”

Dean snorted. “You’re just drunk.” He could feel the heat spreading across his face again at the word ‘divine’. And the notion Castiel thought about him at all.

“Not really,” Castiel said. “Not enough,” he corrected with a laugh. Standing himself up, he brought his plate around to stack in the sink on top of Dean’s. Though, if Dean didn’t know any better, he’d say it was just to force Dean to look him in the eye. “This wasn’t just because I was drinking. It’s important you know that.”

“Yeah, and why should I believe you?”

Castiel shrugged. “You shouldn’t I suppose, but then again, you did say you trusted me.” Dean rolled his eyes again and Castiel smiled. A small thing lifting his lips. He reached for Dean’s hand and, reluctantly, Dean let him take it. He intertwined their fingers and pressed a kiss to Dean’s knuckles. “I said I was sorry and I meant it.”

17: i’ve tried writing scenes out of order, but it doesn’t really work for me.  the way i write kind of calls back to what i’d written in previous passages so it feels more cohesive to me to write things in order.

38: every time someone comments it makes me day! i have some incredible subscribers over on ao3 and i’m lucky enough that i haven’t had to deal with any negative feedback yet.  it’s hard to pick one review, but i generally get really emo over the ones that say they couldn’t put it down.

[chungledown-bimothy]

Trust Me: Chapter 9

I cannot thank y’all enough for your patience. Hopefully the fact that it’s a relatively big chapter a little bit kinda makes up for the wait? Either way, thank you so much for reading, and I love you <3

Chapter 1 Chapter 8 AO3 Chapter 10

Warnings: A brief mention of the wounds from previous chapters’ violence, very briefly implied nsfw/daddy kink (to skip it, just don’t read the text messages after “Aww, you’re so sweet!”

Author’s Note: Again, the cipher is crackable with the information you have. (I’d argue that this one might be a bit harder, because I gave you fewer/subtler clues, but if you get how it’s encrypted, decoding it is a lot easier.) Shoutout to y’all who got last chapter’s! <3

Word Count: 3,660

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"The truth, however ugly in itself, is always curious and beautiful to the seeker after it," Virgil muttered. Running his hand through his hair, he looked up to see that it was 8:30. He'd been at his desk staring at a copy of the note for over two hours. There was something familiar about the phrase; the feeling that he'd heard it before played in the back of his mind, just out of reach. He was sure that it was the key to solving the entire thing.

God, I wish I remembered more from that cryptology class I took in college. Okay, time for a new approach. Clean slate, let's go through what we know about him, Virgil thought.

He's a man in his late twenties or early thirties. He's highly intelligent and well-educated, likely with a medical background of some sort. He's a mission-based killer, set on punishing people he feels got away with things, things the system should have punished them fore. Before Jason Dean, it seems. That change in victimology must be connected to why he sent this note, so I'll put a pin in that for now; I'll talk to Vincent about the autopsy report when he's done with it. 

He seems divided; some of the torture is methodical, but some of it seems more motivated by rage than purpose. And then there's how he treats them. Mission-oriented killers don't often torture their victims; the payoff is from the kill itself. But he's feeding them, keeping them alive for a while so he can torture them.

Does he want them to know what he's done? That's it. He wants them to recognize their 'sins', perhaps even repent for them. He needs the validation that comes from them acknowledging his power and that he is correct.

Everything he does has a literal meaning and a symbolic one, he continued. Nothing has only one meaning. On the surface, he's saying that he knows that what he's doing is wrong, legally at least, but he finds it beautiful. Interesting choice of wording. Not right, not just. Beautiful. It feels like he cares more about the torture than the mission. But then why the remorse with the pseudo-burial? He's so full of contradictions. And then there's the bit at the end. "Publish me", he said, not "publish this". Which goes back to the fact that he's got one hell of an ego; he wants the focus on him. Which directly flies in the face of most mission oriented killers- they want the focus on their message. 

I would almost think that there might be two unsubs, but two people being this organized and methodical is extremely unlikely. He's way too egotistical to cooperate with a partner, however submissive said partner might be. 

So, we've got an incredibly smart unsub who knows it and feels like he isn't getting the attention he deserves. A younger child, maybe? Not that that would help us find him. Round up every smart, egotistical younger son in the city. We'd get the founders of every tech start-up in the city; it'd be Gentrifiers-R-Us. Virgil shook his head to clear out the unhelpful thoughts. Focus, Virge. You're on a clock. So, what kind of encryption does someone like that send? What kind of encryption has each word represented by three numbers? It's not a trifid cipher; none of the numbers would be bigger than three, and these numbers range from 1 to 192. Most number ciphers assign a number to each letter; no way in hell all of the words are three letters, and 192 and 26 do not play well together mathematically. Think, Virgil.

Fuck. Okay, let's try another new angle. The series of numbers at the end. Clearly not part of the message. 10 digits, but clearly not a phone number. 055 certainly isn't a US area code, and the number isn't long enough for a foreign dialing code plus the rest of the phone number. Wait. Maybe it's backwards? 310 is Los Angeles. 

Virgil took out his phone and dialed 310-053-3550, heart in his throat. It rang twice before an automated voice informed him that "the number you have dialed is no longer in service". Damn. His heart started beating in an entirely different way when he saw that he had some new texts.

6:22 [Patton]- Hi cutie! Are you free, by any chance? It's been a really bad day, and seeing you always makes me feel so much better. <3

6:50 [Patton]- I was thinking we could get some dinner and then watch a movie or something at my place

7:48 [Patton]- Virge?

Virgil's stomach dropped. Oh god do they think I'm ignoring them? Oh shit. He quickly typed out a reply.

8:53[Virgil<3]- Hey, Pat, I'm here. I'm so, so sorry you're having a bad day. I can't hang out tonight, though. :'( I'd be with you if I could, though. It's been a rough one for me, too. Wanna talk about what's been bringing you down?

Their reply was almost instant.

[Patton]- Virgil! :D Aww, stormcloud, it's okay. Life happens; it wouldn't be healthy for either of us if you dropped everything when I'm just a little down. Besides, it was nothing, really. Just me being dramatic lol

Virgil felt himself blush at the endearment, but his brow furrowed reading the rest of the message.

[Virgil<3]- You sure? It also isn't healthy to bottle up your emotions. I care a lot about you and am always here if you want to talk about anything.

[Patton]- God, you're the sweetest! <3 I care a lot about you too. I promise, though, I really am fine. Do you wanna talk about what's bumming you out?

[Virgil<3]- I really wish I could, but I actually have to get back to it. I'll message you later <3

[Patton]- okie dokie. Don't work too late, okay?

He chuckled as he put his phone away and looked back at the note on his desk. Heather and Kurt are obviously people, Ram probably is too. Who are they, and what do they mean to him? The phone on his desk started to ring; Virgil jumped.

"H- hello? Detective Mason here." Virgil cursed himself for the shaky greeting.

"Virgil! I'm glad you're still here. It's Vincent. You said you wanted to know as soon as the autopsy was done; I'm waiting for a couple of particulates to come back, but the bulk of it is ready for you." 

"Vincent, you are a lifesaver. I'll be down in a minute."

"Did you know that the candy Life Savers was invented in 1912 as a summer confectionary alternative to chocolate, which has a melting point of approximately 86 degrees?"

"I definitely did not know that, but I did know that they started as mints and didn't become the fruity candy we associate most with the brand now until the mid-1920s."

"Fruit flavors were introduced in 1921, to be exact, but they did not have holes in them like the mints did until 1925, which is probably the date to which you were referring."

Virgil laughed. "Damn, I thought I had you. I'll be right down." He hung up the phone and left for the morgue. 

Three minutes later, he found himself being hugged by Dr. Nigel-Murray.

"I'm as touch-starved as the next gay, but why the hug? We just saw each other, like, five hours ago." Virgil looked slightly down at Vincent with a small smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm trying to curb my workplace-inappropriate tendencies, but, barring once during a time of great stress, people in general don't respond in kind to my facts." Virgil's heart broke for the vulnerability and pain in his voice, and he made a mental note to learn as much trivia as possible.

"That's a damn shame. You're a great guy, Vince- let's get coffee or something once I've cracked this damn code."

"That sounds quite lovely, actually. What code, if I may ask?" Vincent's smile was appropriate for the fact that they were at work, but Virgil could tell that he was practically bouncing with excitement internally.

"Our killer sent a reporter a coded message. I've got about 21 hours to crack it if I want to get this guy to come to me."

"Not to overstep, but I've dabbled a bit in cryptography; perhaps I could be of some assistance?" 

"I'd love another set of eyes on this, actually. Thank you! Here, give me your number, and I'll text you a picture of it once we've wrapped up here." Virgil pulled out his phone and unlocked it to find that his messages with Patton were still pulled up. He tried to stop himself from smiling, but he couldn't.

Vincent chuckled. "He must be pretty special, to get a smile like that out of you." Virgil blushed.

"Uh, yeah, they are. At least, I think so. I hope so." Virgil fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, refusing to make eye contact.

"Sorry about the pronoun flub. So, tell me about them!"

Virgil hesitated; opening up about his feelings certainly wasn't one of his strong suits, but he liked Vincent and wanted to be his friend.

“They’re incredible. Their name is Patton, and they run We Hart Coffee just a few blocks from here. They’re so funny and kind, and I’ve never seen a smile like theirs. It’s so genuine and infectious. The world genuinely is a brighter and happier place around them.”

“You really love them, huh?” 

“I- What? No. No way. That’s way too cliche. We meet in a coffee shop and are in love within a couple of weeks? This is real life, and stuff like that only happens in movies and fanfiction. And completely unrealistic. What?" Virgil snapped, seeing the grin on Vincent's face.

"Trust me, Virgil. My first doctorate advisor, Doctor Brennan, was in deep denial of her love for her partner, Agent Booth. They're now happily married with two kids. I know what repressed love looks like, and you, my friend, have it in proverbial spades."

"I'm not sure that that's the right use for that cliche, and besides…" Virgil sighed, running a hand through his hair. "So what if you're right? Even if I did love them, which I don't, they don't love me back."

"Not yet, perhaps, but you're a great guy, Virgil. Smart, funny, caring, and quite handsome. If I were into men, I'm certain I would be half in love with you, myself. Just give them time."

"Christ, Vince, I'm gonna cry at work and ruin the tough-guy aesthetic I work so hard to maintain."

Vincent hummed his disbelief. "As much as I love chatting with you, I believe you're here about a murder. Follow me, if you will."

"Right. Murder." Virgil muttered before following him into the lab.

"So, you know who he is. 18 year old Mission High student Jason Dean. You saw the burns, frostbite, and acid damage. We were able to determine that the frostbite was caused by liquid nitrogen, and the killer used hydrochloric acid. We also found that while he was less dehydrated than the part victims, likely due to being held for only about a week, as opposed to two or three like previous victims, he was far more malnourished than the others."

"God, why is he changing so much? A kid, a shortened timetable, not feeding him. What was the cause of death?"

"Strychnine poisoning."

"See, that's a huge departure, too. All of the previous torture was from knives and hands. Why the sudden change to substances? Did he get injured, or is something else limiting his manual dexterity?"

"I don't know about any of that, but strychnine is a fairly popular poison in popular culture; Agatha Christie used it three times- in Mysterious Affair at Styles, The Coming of Mr. Quin, and How Does Your Garden Grow?, and Arthur Conan Doyle used it in-"

"Oh. OH. Vincent, I love you, you know-it-all." Virgil started pacing, running his fingers through his hair.

"I beg your pardon?"

"The Murder of Roger Ackroyd."

"What? Strychnine wasn't used in The Murder of Roger Ackroyd; Ackroyd was stabbed."

"Yes, I know. The note the killer sent. At the bottom of the code, he wrote 'the truth, however ugly in itself, is always curious and beautiful to the seeker after it'. It seemed so familiar, but I couldn't place it until you just brought up Agatha Christie. Poirot said it in The Murder of Roger Ackroyd. The number. I'm an idiot."

"Breathe, Virgil. I assume that you just cracked the code?"

"Not quite. But I cracked our unsub. I knew it. I knew he'd hand me the answer. I can't believe it took me this long to figure it out."

"Okay, so how does The Murder of Roger Ackroyd help you?"

"Under the quote is a thirteen digit number. I'd bet my life that it's an ISBN for a specific printing of the book. It's an Arnold Cipher. Each series of three numbers is a page, line, and word. It was staring me in the face. I truly am Boo-Boo the Fool." Vincent was puzzled by Virgil's last sentence, but Virgil was far too agitated for questioning it to be prudent.

Virgil took a deep breath. "Okay, sorry about that. So, back to Jason?"

"Oh, right. Jason. Um, the only other thing of note that we have found at this point are fibers from a 1950s Volkswagen Beetle."

"That's gonna help a ton, as well. Vincent, you are my hero!" Virgil scooped him up into a big hug before leaving the morgue, leaving Vincent speechless for the first time in his life.

Virgil ran back up to his desk, furiously typing in his password. It took him three tries to correctly enter the number into the San Francisco Public Library website's search bar. He eventually got it, and there it was. The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie. And two copies were available. The library didn't open until 12 pm the next day, however, so he went home after setting an alarm on his phone and sending a quick text to Patton.

9:52 [To:Patton]- Hey, wanna get dinner tomorrow night?

He was ecstatic to see a message from them when he got home.

9:55 [Patton]- Absolutely! You got the problem worked out? :D

10:10 [Virgil <3]- I found the solution, and will get it resolved by the end of the week. I'll pick you up on Friday at 7? We'll take a walk in the park and then House of Prime Rib, on me?

[Patton]- Are we celebrating something? Or are you trying to tell me you want to be my sugar daddy? ;P

[Virgil <3]- Trust me, Pat, if I had sugar daddy money, I'd love nothing more than to spoil you rotten. But nah, it's a combination of a small celebration and an apology for being unavailable today and for the next few days until Friday. (and i may or may not be buttering you up in hopes you'll share what's bringing you down)

[Patton]- Aww, you're so sweet! <3 (Can I call you daddy anyway?)

[Virgil <3]- Only if you want to be rewarded, baby. ;)

[Patton]- I'll be a good boy for you, daddy, I promise. 

Virgil noted their preferred appellation and responded in kind with a wicked smile.

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The next morning, Virgil woke up half an hour before his alarm was set to go off, feeling more relaxed than he had in months. I'm finally going to get this guy.

Figuring there was no point in just waiting around, he got ready and went right to work. He knew Captain Sanders would want a breakdown of the previous night's findings before he could start following the leads he had gotten from Vincent the previous night.

He got to the station and immediately started looking into Jason Dean and the possible claim that he was a murderer. It didn't take him long to find that three Mission High students committed suicide 2 months prior named Heather, Kurt, and Ram. Virgil tracked down the police reports for the deaths. By all accounts, they appeared to be through-and-through suicides. If Jason did kill them, the killer would need to be quite close to either one of the victims or Jason himself. Linking the suicides would imply that he's close to all of them. Maybe through school? Science classes are more than likely to have liquid nitrogen and hydrochloric acid. Any teacher would have access, but I'll look more into science teachers in particular. He's displayed some anatomical knowledge as well. 

Captain Sanders walked into the precinct, calling for Virgil to follow him into his office.

"So, what do you have?" he asked, after they'd arrived and shut the door.

"The note is a book cipher based on Agatha Christie's The Murder of Roger Ackroyd. The library has a copy of the specific edition I need to crack it, so I'm going to pick that up at noon, as soon as the library opens. Looking into the 'murderer' thing, there were three suicides at Mission High 5 months ago, whose names match the three not-coded words in the note- Heather, Kurt, and Ram. If they were murdered by Jason, that means the killer is close to one of them, most likely Jason himself. I think that's what the killer is alluding to in the note, but we'll see once I've decoded it. Add in the liquid nitrogen, and it points to a teacher, likely a science teacher. So I'm going to crack the code and look for other insights into him and look into Mission High science teachers. I have an updated profile, and I'll email that to you right away."

"That sounds wonderful, Mason. You've been doing excellent work; we're glad to have you."

Virgil shifted his weight from foot to foot. "I'm just doing my best, sir. If you'll excuse me, the library is about to open, and I'd like to get the book as soon as possible."

"Sounds great to me! Just send me that profile before you go."

"Will do, sir. Thank you." Virgil turned and left the room, hurrying to his computer before rushing to the library.

--

A short while later, he was back at his desk with a battered copy of The Murder of Roger Ackroyd. It wasn't difficult to decode the message, but it did take a bit of time and a lot of counting and re-counting. Word by word, the message became clear: He killed Heather, Kurt, and Ram. Find the weapon; I know he had it. It is your evidence.

Virgil sat back in his chair once he'd finished, puzzled by what the note revealed that he hadn't already deduced. 'He' has to be referring to Jason. He knew we'd find out the reasons for him choosing the previous victims, but he needed to be sure we'd know why he thinks Jason deserved to die. I looked at the police reports for those deaths; the gun used to kill Ram and Sweeney was recovered on-site and is in police custody. He's obsessed with his mission, though. He wouldn't make this claim if he wasn't sure. I'll look into that once we've caught our killer. For my peace of mind, at least. Virgil cracked his knuckles and picked up his phone.

"Roman Prince, SFGate, how can I help you?"

"Roman, it's Detective Mason. Can you come down to the station right away?" The responding scream was so loud, Virgil had to move his phone away from his ear. "I'll take that as a yes?"

"Absolutely, Detective. I will be there as soon as physically possible."

"Don't break any traffic l-" The line went dead, cutting Virgil off.

--

Far sooner than could have been legal, Roman skidded to a stop in front of Virgil's desk.

"HelloVirgildidyoucrackthecode?DoIgettowritearesponse?CanI-"

"BREATHE, Roman." Virgil stood, grabbing him by the shoulders. "Yes, I cracked the code. Yes, you will publish a response tonight. But I'm writing it. I assume your laptop is in your bag?" Roman simply nodded- he knew that if he tried to speak, he'd start rambling again. "Fantastic. Let's get going."

45 minutes (and one call from Captain Sanders to Dan Humphrey about how not allowing it to be posted immediately would be obstruction of justice) later, a new post was live on SFGate's website. It was 4:02 pm, two hours before the deadline.

An Open Letter to U N Owen

It was a pleasure hearing from you. While I obviously cannot condone your methods, you are correct that our justice system is imperfect, and those imperfections need addressing. You gave me quite a puzzle, and I enjoyed solving it. It was clever, but not clever enough. I hope you'll forgive me for not following your directions; please let me know if this is inadequate.

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Sincerely,

Det. Mason Poirot II

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Logan refreshed SFGate.com for the thirteenth time that day and was finally rewarded for his tenacity; the post was less than five minutes old. He read it twice, rage simmering in his chest and a smile on his face. "Detective Mason," he said to his empty apartment, "a worthy adversary indeed. The game is on."

[synonym-for-life]

If you're still in the mood for prompts... Drarry “I don’t know if you noticed… but we’re at a party” :-D

Thank you for this prompt, it was super fun! This is a bit angstier (or at least emo, cause Harry is so emo here) than I thought it would be, but hope you like it!

Some classic Auror partners pining for you

Harry had known for quite a few weeks now that he was utterly and absolutely fucked. Unfortunately, he had no clue what to do about it. So he brooded.

He brooded and watched his partner from the corner of his eyes. Watched as Malfoy chatted with Millicent, watched as he threw his head back and laughed, watched as he swayed his hips to the rhythm of the music - Muggle music that Seamus had come to adore after permanently shacking up with Dean. Harry couldn’t even muster up a smile. He should be having fun, celebrating Seamus’s birthday, drinking with his friends and co-workers, but his chest felt tight, tight, as if too small for his ribcage, as if too small for all the feelings he withheld.

When Malfoy’s eyes found his, Harry looked away.

Malfoy was a brilliant partner. A partner Harry could only wish for. Sure, they’d gone through a couple of rough patches, sure they bickered constantly, sure Malfoy annoyed him more than anyone in the whole department, but Malfoy was smart and fast and loyal and funny and he got Harry. He understood him as only a few people ever have. And Harry liked him. liked him as a person, liked him as a partner. But there were other feelings too. Feelings he’d first tried to deny, feelings that went past adoration, past friendship, past respect and ventured into something dangerous, something a lot more intimate, something that scared Harry to the core.

Feelings that made him want to reach out and touch. Touch and hold and not let go.

“Potter,” drawled the all too familiar voice. Harry flinched, looking up from his beer which he’d been staring at rather pitifully for Merlin knows how long. Malfoy was standing beside him relaxed and confident and completely unperturbed by the storm in Harry’s heart.

“I don’t know if you noticed, Potter… but we’re at a party,” he said with a small smile as if that was all it took for Harry to feel right again.

It almost worked.

“Yeah, uhh, sorry,” Harry mumbled, looking away from Draco. “I’m not feeling very well. I think it’s best for me to go. Not bring the mood down and all.” He set the beer bottle on the table, gave his partner a short nod and headed for the front door as fast as he could.

“Potter! Harry,” Malfoy called after him. Harry could feel him following and he knew it was probably a lost cause. Malfoy was going to catch up anyway. He sighed and turned. Malfoy was just behind him, his face mostly hidden by shadows that dominated the poorly lit hallway. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Harry answered quickly. He tried shrugging carelessly but didn’t think he quite managed to pull it through. He sucked at lying to Malfoy.

He was surprised by the flash of anger that passed across the pale face. “Oh, fuck off.” Malfoy’s voice was clipped, but Harry couldn’t dwell on it for too long as a strong hand was suddenly wrapping itself around his biceps and pulled him through the door to the side of the hallway and into the bathroom. Malfoy practically threw him in, slamming the door behind them.

“Just spit it out already. What’s your problem?” Malfoy looked…worried. “I know it’s got something to do with me, so just spit it out. Where did I fuck up?”

“What?” Harry wasn’t following.

“What did I do, Potter?” The grey eyes were challenging as if daring him to not answer. “What did I fuck up?”

“What? You didn’t fuck up anything, what are you talking about?” The only thing Malfoy fucked up was Harry’s heart but that was hardly something he could blame him for.

“You’ve been glaring at me the whole evening. You’ve been getting weirder and weirder for months. You now barely ever look me in the eye for longer than a second. You flinch away when I touch you. What the fuck did I do to you, to make you hate me again?” Malfoy’s voice almost broke at the end, his eyes pleading, searching for an answer. “I can’t - I can’t have you hating me. Not when I-” Malfoy cut off.

The silence lay heavy between them, but Malfoy refused to continue.

“I-” Harry swept a nervous hand through his untamable hair. “I’ve been weird because…because I’ve felt weird about you. I look - I flinch away because I’m afraid you’ll see-” Harry swallowed but plundered on, “I’m afraid you’ll see how much I want you.”

Malfoy made a quiet sound in his throat that made Harry’s eyes shoot up from the spot on the wall he’d been staring at.

“Potter.” Malfoy croaked out. “Harry,” quieter this time. He stepped forward. Another small step. And another. He was so close Harry could feel his breath in the air. Malfoy’s eyes were clear, unguarded and Harry’s breath caught in his throat.

“You’re a prick, you know that?” Malfoy whispered. “I- I fucking thought you hated me. I thought I’d done somethi- I couldn’t live with that. Not anymore. I couldn’t bear it. You hating me.”

“I don’t.” Harry’s words, too, were no more than a whisper. “I - do you?” Even though Harry’s rational side of the brain knew there was a reason Malfoy was standing so close, that there was a reason Malfoy was letting him curl his hand in his robes, that there was a reason Malfoy’s heart was drumming faster against Harry’s fingers, a part of him was still afraid. Afraid of not being wanted. Afraid of not being loved.

“No.” Malfoy’s - Draco’s - breath ghosted over Harry’s lips, sending shivers of desire down his spine. “More the opposite,” that mouth said right before it sealed over Harry’s lips, pulling him in a searing kiss.  

[drunkelfanastasia]

K-pop/khh 2018 favourites

I’ve already had several playlist posts here so I figured why not make a 2018 kpop/khh favourites one heh

They are in no particular order btw

Imfact – The Light

Track that made me stan Imfact completely and make them my second ultimate bias group. Honestly the best thing I’ve encountered in 2018 and I was lucky enough to see this one performed live.

Monsta X – Jealousy

My babes made a bop of 2018 once again huh? Sexy, powerful, aesthetical, with nice visuals, strong vocals and impactful choreography. Changkyun and Jooheon’s rap cured my acne tbh *whispers: jealousy baby jealousy*

Woodie Gochild – Muse (feat. Jay Park, Sik-K)

Another new artist coming into my life, thank god for Jay who finds all these gems like Woojae. The pigeon boi from SMTM6 became the light of my life with his crooked teeth and weird voice.

Sik-K – Fire

THE MOST POWERFUL SONG EVER MADE DON’T @ ME

I love how Minsik and bois from Groovy made most non-hiphop thing ever and nailed it anyways hdfhdjh

Drug Restaurant – 403

I love jamming out to this in the darkness with wine, that’s just the mood of the song.  Luring voice and the weirdest in the best way English lyrics, I stan!!

The Rose – Baby

STAN THE ROSE FFS Once again I had huge luck to see my babes live and let me tell you, this song sounds even better in person! This one gets The Most Iconic Drop award from me.

Big Bang – Flower Road

Is it emo hours already? Cause I miss my oldies goldies and their group music. Flower Road makes me think of summer and spending time in the countryside with your friends and running to the river.

Day6 – Headache

Listen, the theory about Day6 not having bad songs is not a theory, it’s a pure fact. It was so hard to choose on song from all their releases and I’m still battled between Headache and 121U because they both slap hard :/

Mino – Fiancé

This man is my king and I even have bleached brows/hair look inspired by him now, it’s no surprise I added his solo debut to the list. Again, his whole album is a huge bop, Rocket and UM are my faves apart from Fiancé.

Jung Jinwoo – She’s Got Everything

Artists from PLT released so many amazing tracks this year it’s insane! I realized I have three in here and I could’ve added even more sjhdjhf Jinwoo is so multitalented and underrated, it hurts.

Bloo – I’m The One

If you ever want to travel to another world while listening to someone’s voice – just open this link and get started with it. Heartbreak anthems from Daniel are nice but love anthems are even better.

ATEEZ – Treasure

Even if I’m a fan of funky and upbeat songs like Pirate King, Treasure still owns my heart being a little calmer and acing the vocals. Honestly, the MV is also extremely magical?? ATEEZ are a huge stanning material, don’t hesitate and become an Atiny.

kuzi – Badmind

Almost NO ONE knows who Kuzi is but I’m happy that I got to find out about him. He’s a nice young boy from Dickids and went by Hot Kuzi before and you should listen to his whole mixtape if you like hip-hop and trap.

PLT – Hocus Pocus

Another PLT track, are you even surprised? Hocus Pocus is something really precious to my heart as even my parents love it and it made me discover artists apart from my sweet Gaho.

Jay Park – V

The king has come to my list everybody! Such a lovey-dovey song this one is~~ Jaebum dropped bop after bop, Sexy 4Eva, Millions, one hundred features and he’s also a CEO? Get me a mans like him.

pH-1 – Cupid

*winking at @chaoticvamp * Harry is a precious baby and such a powerful musician, I’m shook. I remember not even looking at him at first bc I thought he isn’t worth my attention OH BOY WAS I WRONG sjdsjdhs Another song about love here… what’s wrong with me pls

South Club – Outcast

Listen, Taehyun was a huge mess after leaving Winner but look at him now! The punk spirit in his songs always inspires me to be myself.

Vinxen – How Do You Feel

A super emotional but calm track with intimate lyrics. TW for self-harm. It’s the best when you walk home in the evening and look around at people; start feeling like they don’t really exist and everything is a movie.

Snuper – Tulips

Started stanning this fab group after went to the Korean festival and saw them live, Snuper are xtremely underrated and even this comeback is not really popular even though the song is amazing and catchy L

NCT U – Boss

The country I live in, Ukraine had an honor to welcome NCT U into its arms where they filmed Boss and Baby Don’t Stop so it had a huge meaning to me + we also got introduced to Lucas and Jungwoo.

Got7 – Thank You

Yes I’m boasting about seeing another kpop group live again please excuse me I’m just happy—Anyways, I cried when they sang this song during the concert.

Ilhoon – She’s Gone

I WAS SO SHOCKED BY ILHOON DAMN BOI I didn’t really get into his album because other tracks didn’t get enough of my attention but She’s Gone called me her bitch, I’m a sucker for this badass song.

RM – Seoul

RM’s mixtape is a masterpiece in its best. I’ve never thought he’d produce something like that and its difference had me lured in quickly… Such a chill album that got goosebumps crawling down my spine, I fell in love with it and I’m honestly questioning my bias list after it.

Lee Sang – Repetition

My underrated babies Imfact are here one more time, this time with Sang and his self-written song that made my heart bleed. His beautiful vocals complete the mood of it so perfectly; it makes me miss someone who doesn’t exist.

Sam Kim – Make Up (feat. Crush)

Something that made the end of 2018 awesome for me is this collab and Sam Kim’s perfect voice. This has a catchy tune and it got stuck in my head for a while.

Villain – Manitto

My mom said that Villain is the coolest in PLT the first thing when she saw them all in one MV and told me he needs to be my favourite so here we are I guess hdfdfhfj I know I said it about lots of tracks before but that’s such a bop please give it a listen!!

Flowsik & Jessi – Wet

The most badass release of 2018? I think so. Jessi is a queen and a girl crush and just someone I look up to quite a lot, her rap is very well complimented by Flowsik and his raspy voice. (also Jessi is slapping bois butts in the MV, go watch it)

Dean – Instagram

Even though some fans were upset that that’s not Dean’s style I don’t agree. Dean’s style is whatever Dean decides to be his style, okay? Instagram is amazing and it has an amazing message to it.

Jonghyun – Take The Dive

The whole album was hard to listen to; I think we can all agree with it. Yet, it’s very beautiful and is always worth a listen when you feel like giving up. Our moon is always looking over us.

All these tracks are also in a YouTube playlist here :��)

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3. What is your favorite music genre? AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH. The problem with a question like this is as soon as someone asks, I completely forget every single song I’ve ever listened to.

However, I will endeavor to answer this to the best of my ability, though not so much as a complete list, but more of a general feel. Also, you can always ask me about specific artists/songs/albums/genres that I do or don’t include in this list. (Also, while I would normally hyperlink songs, that’s just so many and I’ve already taken long enough to answer this ask.)

Classical: I know it’s not the proper term for the entire genre if you’re a musician, but you generally get what I’m going at. Of particular note would be Chopin, Vivaldi’s “Winter”, Saint-Saens’ “Danse Macabre”, Beethoven’s “Moonlight Sonata”, Beethoven’s 5th and 9th Symphonies, Mozart’s Symphony 40, Mozart’s Requiem, Strauss’ “Blue Danube”, Holst’s “Mars, the Bringer of War” Tschaikovsky’s “1812 Overture”, Rossini’s “William Tell Overture.” Stuff generally along those lines.

Ballet/Opera: Ballets include Tschaikovsky's Swan Lake and The Nutcracker, Bizet’s Carmen, Verdi’s “Anvil Chorus” from Il Trovatore and “The Drinking Song” from La Traviata and “La donna è mobile” from Rigoletto. Honorary mention goes to Verdi’s Macbeth because, I mean, it’s Macbeth, you can’t go wrong with Macbeth.

Musical Theater: I f*cking love musical theater, so if you want to send me more specific musical theater asks, knock yourselves out, but there’s just so much that I couldn’t even start. Just know that I define “Musical Theater” as basically Gilbert & Sullivan to present-day Broadway/West End.

Jazz: I specifically really like classic club jazz, the sort of swing/big band stylings of Louis Armstrong, Count Basie, Fats Waller, Duke Ellington, Cab Calloway, et al. I also really like East Coast Jazz (an informal term that refers to not-West Coast Jazz), like John Coltrane.

Big Band/Swing: Glenn Miller, Harry James, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Billie Holliday, Ella Fitzgerald, Doris Day, etc. You get the idea.

Country: Johnny Cash, Dolly Parton, Bruce Springsteen, John Denver, Dusty Springfield.

Metal: Dragonforce, Metallica, Black Sabbath.

Classic Rock: Led Zeppelin, Fleetwood Mac, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Animals (of “House of the Rising Sun” fame), Pink Flyod, Jimi Hendrix, Credence Clearwater Revival, Blue Oyster Cult, and all that other good dad music. The only exceptions are Jimmy Buffet (he’s fine, he’s just not in my rotation) and Grateful Dead.

Memes: If the song is a meme, or used in a meme, I like it.

Songs That Never Fail to Get White People Beyond Turnt: That whole list? BOPS.

70s/80s: Journey, Kansas, “Heat of the Moment” by Asia, Queen, David Bowie, Elton John, Tears for Fears, etc.

Hip Hop/Rap: I really like sort of “classic”/“old school” hip hop and rap, like N.W.A., The Notorious B.I.G., “Rapper’s Delight” by The Sugarhill Gang, Tupac, and the sort of 80s-early 00s hip hop and rap. I also enjoy Childish Gambino, Chance the Rapper, Kendrick Lamar, and Lil Nas X. This is a genre that I really need to sit down and listen to more often, because it’s definitely something I’ve grown into.

Emo: Evanescence, My Chemical Romance, Panic! At the Disco, Fall Out Boy, Green Day.

Soundtracks: Movie and game soundtracks are awesome. Like with musical theater, ask me about specifics, but to give you a vague idea: Schindler’s List, Dark Souls III, Legend of the Colossus, Undertale, Red Dead Redemption and Red Dead Redemption II, Doctor Strange, Black Panther, and pretty much 99% of Disney (specific shoutouts to Hunckback, Hercules, and Mulan). Plus, I love me some Hans Zimmer.

Honorable Mention: The sort of cinematic, Southern Gothic music that “The Chain” by Fleetwood Mac or “Ghost Riders in the Sky” by Johnny Cash evokes. Check out the trailer for Netflix’s “Remastered: Robert Johnson” for another great example.

Misc/I Don’t Know How Genres Work: Marvin Gaye, The Temptations, The Supremes, Heart, Joan Jett, Billy Joel, Daft Punk, “Rhythm Nation” by Janet Jackson, Michael Jackson, Robert Johnson, saintmotel, Misterwives, Fats Domino, Lorde, Billie Eilish, Janelle Monae.

I’m sure I’m forgetting a bunch of stuff I like, but that just shows how eclectic my taste in music is.

If there’s anything you think I missed, or want clarification or to ask a more specific question, feel free to ask!

4. Have you ever had a penpal? Not really, no. I mean, I’ve written various kinds of letters to people as part of school assignments over the years, but I never really went back and forth with one person. I always thought it would be kind of fun though.

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Sayaka- nice?? Like she looks nice but she might actually kill you. Ya know like the shy one that decides “you know what? I’m. Gonna shoot up a school”

Mukuro junko- she looks like your typical girl that starts arguments and issues in the classroom but everyone still loves her and tries to ignore the fact that she’s a raging bitch. She’s still pretty though!

Leon- ummm he kinda looks like a dad but like not a very good one. Like he looks like a punk rock dad that left his kids with their drunk mom.

Chihiro- she looks pure, like no ones ever wronged her, like she hasn’t experienced real life. *shes a boy* oops. Well—

Mondo- oh jeez. He honestly looks like an armadillo, he looks like your typical tough guy that ya know writes poetry in his room but doesn’t tell anyone. Lowkey looks like dean winchester

Taka- he seems like the guy that would like,, dance a lot at a party, like that crazy one, but he’d probably be scary like one of those scary drunks. I’d probably be his friend.

Hifumi- he seems annoying, like that kid that walks in a class thinking everyone likes him but he’s lying to himself cause everyone hates him

Celeste- umm. The Emo of the class. But really nice though! Just really emo

Sakura- oh wait yeah this is a girl right? I forgot about that. The guys are scared of her bc they wish their thighs were as thunderously elegant as hers and girls are scared of her bc she looks like she’d literally mess them up.

Mukuro- she seems like, like a book writer or an artsy person. She has plants in her room that she calls her children but seriously her eyes make her seem like she could be a serial killer. She could be Ted bundys long lost daughter *shes a soldier* wiTH THOSE ARMS?? NO. ITS LOKE TELLING ME TO BE THOR FOR A DAY.

Makoto- he seems like the kid that everyone just kinda pushes to the side but I’d be friends with him cause he’s cool. He might be a musician or an artist of some kind. Probably gets in fights frequently but he’d probably look good with a black eye so it’s ok

Byakuya- umm... he looks like that preppy kid that I would hate but he’s probably a nice guy it’s just I would lowkey wanna Stab a spork through his eye. Specifically a spork cause they’re superior.

Toko- she definitely looks like someone that people would not think could do karate or some kind of violent action. She looks like she wouldn’t be capable of commiting a murder but she honestly could. Like choke her with her braids or something.

Genocider- interesting. She reminds me of that guy from kiss. I think that’s his daughter. I’d probably be friends with both. She seems like a cool person, she’d probably kill me but I’d still be friends with her.

Hina- she looks like she’d be on the swim team, she seems like just a regular teenage girl but she might be a dancer but that’d be rough cause she’s packing a lot in her chest area. Yeah but she looks like an athlete.

Hagakure- hm. He looks like he goes to the beach a lot, like he looks like a beach boy. Idontknowsasjsh yeah he seems like an ordinary guy, I don’t know why he thinks wearing flip flops.... HONESTLY I don’t like guys that wear flip flops.

Kyoko- she looks like she came straight out of twilight not gonaa like, she looks like she’s friends with the emo girl from earlier. Like one of those pastel emos that still listen to blood on the dance floor. She seems innocent but could still mess you up like full karate chop on the neck. I love her hair.

Monokuma- hhh ok so I know he’s like not good. But honestly he’s so adorable I’d probably pick him up and cuddle him. He’d probably rip my neck out but that’s ok. *he would explode if you poked him up* ahahah oof. It’d be worth it

Junko junko- wait she looks similar to the other girl that has the same hairdo. She looks like she’s a hardcore headbanger rocker. Overall she seems like a nice person but she’s probably crazy. She seems like an Aquarius. She’s a partier. Either an Aquarius or a Capricorn *SHES ACTUALLY A CAPRICORN OMg*

Twogami- Oof. Umm he looks like someone that I would literally think about killing. Like literally he looks so annoying like those kids that would annoy others. WAIT IS HE THE SAME GUY AS THE OTHER ONE like they look similar but he looks chunkier.

Teruteru- he looks like a chipmunk but like Alvin and the chipmunks probably wouldn’t accept him. He probably cooks nice cause he has a tiny chef hat.

Mahiru- she seems nice like she likes to walk around in nature and take aesthetic photos. Probably likes to dye her hair cause that’s not a natural red. She seems like a nice lady

Peko- umm she looks like a mean girl like also she gives off vibes of innocent like it’s kinda confusing. She looks like she has a weapon. She looks like the kind of person that would play with swords.

Ibuki- she definitely looks like a punk rocker. But she looks like a fun person. She likes to have a good time.

Hiyoko- she kinda looks 12??? But umm she seems like a really innocent person but ifk what’s going on with her hair. It’s better than the armadillo guy but still. She looks like someone you’d call a bean

Mikan- she looks deranged. Like I would say borderline depressed but she’s almost there. She looks like she’s seen some shit. Maybe go to the salon.

Nekomaru- ??????? He looks like wolverine. But he looks like a typical action movie star. Brobably a bad guy but that’s ok. Legit don’t mess with him.

Mechamaru- well now I’m just confused. Well he sure as heck don’t go beep hoop beep boop. He has a higher language than that. He looks like he’d mess u up if you wronged him. *hes the same as the one before* oh yeah they have the same shoulders.

Gundham- !!!!! I love his hamsters. I don’t even care if he’s a psychopath I’d be friends with him. He looks like he’d be one of those people from PETA!!! He cares more about animals that humans. Which is a big mood. lookatthelittleoneonhisshoderomgg

Nagito- um yeah that one idk if it’s a he or she but it looks like she is like idk but she’s mental. She kinda looks confused psychotic, j don’t have a third word. *its a guy* oh ok so that dude looks like that. His hairs crazy like a tornado went through it.

Chiaki- she seems pretty innocent. She looks like a freshman in high school before they’ve seen all the crap you gotta deal with. Yeah she honestly is like the baby of the whole thing. She hasn’t experienced life enough to destroy the earth.

Monomi- this ones pribabyl dangerous too but I’d love him until he kills me. (Muffled rambling about pronouns) would have as a pet or child. Idk if it speaks.

Hajime- so if he just like cuts off that random piece out of his hair he seems like a chill guy minus the penis sticking out of his head. I’d probably date him but like what is up with that hair.

Izuru- another punk rocker probably but honestly he seems like he’s distant from others. He lurks in the back waiting for his turn to do crazy shit. He sees all. Literally Jesus.

Akane- hoe of the class. That’s it. She seems nice though but like I think she needs a new bra and a new shirt. No shade that’s just not how you should be dressing to go to school. That was basically how my sister dressed to go to school.

Fuyu-I don’t like him. He doesn’t seem like a nice person. He seems like that lawyer that everyone hates. It’s just their job to be assholes ya know. Like that kid who’s over privelidged

Soda- wait that’s supposed to be a guy right. He kinda looks like he works on cars but like he seems like a funny quirky just like overall funny guy. Probably a little crazy. Probably an Aries idk. Yeah he seems like he can be crazy but does his job well-ish.

Sonia- I’m conflicted bc she seems like a nice person but she also sends like the kind of person that seems innocent but will blackmail you. Like she knows all your secrets. I like her hair though.

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A Family Attitude Part 5

Warnings, low self-esteem, language maybe, strong Ally

Word Count 1600

Jensen x daughter!reader

Ally!nanny x platonic!child reader 

Summary: YN has a boost of self-esteem.  

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“Hey, Daddy!” YN squealed when she saw Jensen come home on a Thursday night.

“Hey, sweetheart! I missed you.”  He walked further into the living room and watched as his daughter ran into his arms. “You doing good?”

“Yep!” She beamed. “You didn’t have to come home for me, Dad. I’m fine.”

“It was my choice. You don’t need to worry, okay?” He squeezed her tightly and spoke quietly into her ear.

“Okay,” she whispered back.

“You have the day off tomorrow, right?” He leaned back to see her face.

“Yeah, it’s grading day for teachers.”

Jensen grabbed her hand and guided her to the couch and tucked her in next to him. She leaned against his left side.

“I’m assuming you are on top of your homework already. You and me are going to go out and have some fun tonight and then hang out tomorrow. Sound good?”

“Yes.” She calmly smiled.

“When I’m done with you, you’ll see how awesome you are, okay?” He rubbed her back.

“Okay,” she sighed, indifferent.

——-

The next morning they went to their favorite breakfast spot. YN excitedly ordered the largest plate she could, her dad’s eyes growing wide.

“What? I’m hungry. Dean isn’t the only hungry one in this family,” she smiled. “Besides, I can take home the leftovers and eat it again tomorrow!” YN laughed.

“Okay, okay. I judged too quickly. I’m sorry,” he put his hands up and giggled. Once the waitress had disappeared around the corner, he said,” You’re beautiful. You’re funny and so smart. You’re so driven, and I’m so glad you don’t procrastinate like I do. You definitely got that from your mom,” Jensen grinned, remembering his wife. “She’d be so proud of you, sweetheart.”

“Dad, don’t bring her into this please.” YN took her hand away from her father and looked elsewhere.

“I just- you’re amazing, and I want you to know that.”

————

“Come here, YN.” Jensen motioned with his fingers.

They had walked through the door and dropped their things when her father called for her.

“Yeah?” She didn’t move, missing his wanting her to follow him.

“Come on.” Jensen stuck his head out of the bathroom. She walked slowly, recognizing that he was acting strangely. “Face the mirror and-“ YN recognizes his tactics and backed up.

“Dad, I don’t need a confidence lesson.” She stopped outside of the restroom and crossed her arms. Jensen followed her sadly. “Why can’t you see how awesome you are?  I called someone…”

“Dad- what did you do?”

“Ally!” Jensen called for his nanny.  She came down the stairs. “Please do what I asked of you earlier.” She nodded, walked past Jensen, and grabbed YN’s hand.

“What are you doing here? My dad is home, you have the day off.” YN confusedly inquired as she was dragged in front of the mirror in the hall.

“Your dad needed assistance. Mr. Ackles, get over here. You need this too.”

Jensen laughed at her sternness.

Only she can get away with that and be my employee.

“Coming!” He called back.  Jensen walked into the hall.  

“Now you, young lady, are going to listen to me. No running.” She took a beat.  “Look at yourself.” Ally commanded.  YN huffed and gave in.  She looked at her figure staring back at her.  Ally had her hands on YN’s shoulders just in case she tried to leave. Jensen walked in front of the mirror next to Ally.  

“I want you to tell me what features you like about yourself.”  Ally prompted.

“Ally-”

“Shut it, YN.  Tell me.”

“I can’t,” she admitted.

“Ackles, you’re up.  What do you like about yourself?”  Ally asked Jensen.  He was taken aback by her question.

I thought this was about YN.  

“I like my freckles, the color of my hair, and how tall I am,”  he said answered after a few seconds of thinking.  He took over for Ally and tried to give YN some momentum.  “I like your smile.  I love your laugh.  And you have your mom’s nose.”  Jensen grinned as he complimented his daughter.  “Your turn.”

“Umm…” she played with her fingers.

“Okay, hold on.”  Jensen started.  “Look in the mirror, sweetheart.”  He broke down her assignment even more.  Blankly, she followed instructions.  “Do you agree with me?”  He lifted her chin so that they made eye contact via the mirror.  YN shook her head.  “One thing, then.”

“I like my eyes.  They’re exactly like yours,” she said, emotionless.  

“You know what I like?”  Ally asked.  YN looked at her. “I like that you’re taller than me. It makes me laugh because i am the one that is supposed to be taller.  Beyond that, you’re sweet and respectful.  You try and attempt everything at least once.  You listen to me even though I know you want your dad here.  I appreciate that,” Ally said with a kiss on YN’s cheek.  “You will tell each other one thing you like about yourselves every day for a week.” She pointed between both Ackles’.  “Now, I need to go on a hot date, so I’ll leave her in your capable hands, Mr. Ackles.”  Ally concluded.  

“Thank you,” YN whispered.  Ally wouldn’t have heard it for the fact she was right next to her.  The nanny wrapped her arms around YN from behind her.  “I love you,” she said.

“I love you too,” Ally spoke softly.  “Be nice to yourself.  I’ll tell you about my date on Monday, okay?” She knew YN would want all the details.

“Okay.” YN grinned and wiped a tear from her eye.  “I need a minute, Dad.  I’m going to my room for a sec.”  With that, she walked into her room.  

“Thank you, Ally.”  Jensen nodded toward YN’s room.  His shoulders relaxed.

“You need to get ahold of this, Ackles.  I love her, but she is your kid.  She wants you.”

“I know.  Thanks for saving me.” He walked her out.  

“You owe me, Ackles.”  Ally beamed.  “You can pay me back with a spoiler for the new season.”  She crossed her arms ready for a playful power struggle.

“No!  You have to wait.  I’ll pay for your hot date tonight.  Here.”  He handed her some cash with a chuckle.  

“I was kidding.  I don’t need anything,” she put it on the entry table.  “I came over because you two mean the world to me.  Now it’s your turn.  Compliment her qualities, she needs it.  She needs a personality boost.  Have a good night, Ackles.”  Ally left the Austin home with a wave.  

———

“No.”

“Mom, it’s my life.” Jensen defended.

“You are not ready. And you just had an intervention with Ally from what I heard from her earlier.  Do not put me in a position where I have to fix YN because you messed her up. Wait to take your relationship with Danneel to the next level until they truly get along.  If you don’t, it will only get worse.  Go ask Jared. I’m sure he has read some article on this or something.”

Jensen rolled his eyes as he spoke to his mother via a voice call.

“Don’t you dare roll your eyes at me, boy.”

“How-“

“I love you, but don’t do this until YN is ready. Please.”

“Fine, Ma. I won’t. I love you.” He hung up the phone as YN walked in and crashed against him on the couch. “You do know that there is like ten feet of couch over there, right? You practically landed on top of me.” He laughed. She snuggled into him without a response. “You’re only quiet when something’s wrong. What’s up?” YN curled into him even more and pulled his blanket over her own body. .

“I just want you.”

“I want you too… what’s going on?” He tried to look at her face but she hid, burying her face in his cotton T-shirt.

“I’m tired. I’m so tired,” she mumbled through the material.

“I’m so sorry. You want to go to bed?” He tried to see her face again but no luck.

“No, I want you.”

“Honey, I’m confused.”

“I want my dad. I want you to tell me I’m fine.”

“Wait, what?  Is something wrong?” Jensen grew more than concerned.

“School is so hard right now. I just want you to tell me it’s okay.”

“Of course. You’re a fantastic student and you will push through because you are dedicated and you care.” He rubbed her back.

“And I want to go to UT.” YN looked up at him.

“Wha- huh?” He looked at her blankly. “You’re fifteen, we don’t have to worry about what school you go to til you’re a senior.”

“I know, but I want to. I have to do good now to get in.” She said, stressed .

“I’m very proud of you, but it’s not worth killing yourself over when you already do well anyway. You gotta pace yourself.” He calmed her. She lied her head back down against his chest.

“No time, gotta do well to-“ she started to stand from the couch.

“Shhh. Come here. Are you done with everything due Monday?” He asked as he pulled her to him.

“Yes, but I have extra credit due Wednes-“

“No. Stay here with me so we can watch some horrible TV.” Jensen joked.

“Dad, I have-“

“I said no, come on, sweetheart. You’ll make yourself sick. Plus I have tons of conventions coming up. I won’t see you as much and I’ll miss you. Just be here with me right now, okay?” She saw the pleading expression on his face.

“Okay, Daddy.” She have a small smile.

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