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For $5 USD stop making everything about that goddamn show for five minutes.
#I'm sorry this is horribly mean of me but I am fucking EXHAUSTED#stop it!!!! fucking stop it!!!!#not everything is about your show!#and no it is actually pretty well-damn-documented that SPN was NOT#'everyone on cast and crew wanted it and the mean network shut them down'#I DID MY TIME#NINE SEASONS OF IT#I'M NOT PUTTING UP WITH THIS#and y'know what? y'know what. even IF that were the case.#I don't want to hear it#because this isn't about SPN it was never about SPN stop making! everything! about SPN!#this happening on 911 is not in ANY way shape or form influenced by Supernatural#and again I say this AS A FORMER DESTIEL SHIPPER WHO WATCHED THE SHOW#can you please just let something 911 be about 911?#can we please just talk about that without bringing SPN into it?#I'm tired! I'm so fucking tired! stop it!!!#ahem#*Captain Holt voice* apparently that's a trigger for me#I'm going to write about my silly little koala and his silly little drag queen boyfriend and calm down
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MHA Au where Izuku’s quirk let’s him see spirits/monsters but instead of befriending them like usual, he becomes a whole ass monster hunter. I’m talking full on spn salt and burns, illegal fire arms in his backpack, monster journals, etc.
Hmm gonna switch it up a bit but:
Izuku's neighbor is a monster.
Hands fisted tightly in the length of his Mama's skirt, Izuku watches, wide-eyed and trembling, as his Mama chats softly with the thing in the elevator with them.
"Say goodbye to Akuhara-san, Izu-kun," Mama prompts gently.
But all Izuku can do is clutch tighter to her and whimper.
"I-I'm sorry," Mama frets softly as she ushers him out of the elevator. "He's not normally this shy."
"Adorable little thing," the thing called Akuhara croons, voice whispery and soft in a way that makes the hair on the back of Izuku's neck stand on end. "Could just ,,, eat him up."
When Izuku manages to peek around his Mama's leg and look Akuhara-san grins at him with too many teeth, one spindly hand raising to wiggle long gnarled fingers in Izuku's direction.
Izuku squeaks and hides his face again.
But even after he's back in the safety of the apartment he can't help but wonder just how someone with antlers as big as that thing's had been could fit inside the elevator.
~~~ Later, when it's time for bed, Izuku tries to tell his Mama about what he saw.
"Scary," Izuku manages to whimper, remembered terror tracing down his spine.
"Izuku!" Mama gasps, one hand coming up to press against her chest. "What a rude thing to say, young man! I don't want to hear anything like that out of you again, you hear me?"
"Y-Yes," Izuku whispers, unsure of what, exactly, he's done wrong.
The kiss Mama presses to his forehead is a bit shorter than normal.
Sleep is a long time coming for him that night.
~~~
He tries again though, after another run in with the monster.
Tries to tell her about how wrong Akuhara really is.
How that thing, whatever it is, is dangerous.
But ,,,
It doesn't go well.
~~~
Izuku looks at Akuhara and he sees something more than a man, something twisted and wrong, staring back at him.
But the problem is ,,,
Izuku's not the only one looking.
~~~
"I see you, little morsel," Akuhara whispers to Izuku, mouth split wide in a vicious grin as a long, black tongue slides out to flick almost teasingly in Izuku's direction.
Izuku can't help it ,,,
He screams.
~~~
"-ever been more humiliated in my life!" Mama says, hand tight around Izuku's wrist as she drags him into the apartment.
Izuku cowers just a bit when she finally releases him, shoulders hunched and head bowed.
Mama is never really angry with him, not like everyone else, so for Izuku this is just ,,,
Bad.
So much worse than Kacchan or the sensei at school being mean to him. So much worse than anything and everything the other kids have ever said or done to him.
"You will apologize to Akuhara-san," Mama finally huffs, hands planted on her hips and face flushed.
And Izuku ,,,
"No," It's a whisper but in the tense silence of the apartment, it might as well have been a shout.
"What did you say?" Mama blinks, obviously shocked.
He just can't anymore.
He's tried so hard to tell her, to make her see, and she still won't ,,,
"I-I'm not saying s-sorry to that, that thing," Izuku manages to shove the words out. "It's a m-monster. It's ugly and scary and you shouldn-"
The slap catches him off guard.
He yelps, hands flying up to clutch at the familiar throb of his cheek.
He's been hit before, gets hit often really these days, but never here, never at home where he's always been safe, and never by her.
"Y-You can't say things like that," Mama whispers, expression stricken as she clutches the hand she'd hit him with to her chest. "Y-You, Izuku, you can't just," she heaves in a shuddering breath, "just because you don't have a quirk doesn't mean you can say things like that about people who do."
Izuku's hands fall down to his sides as he stares up at her in horror.
And then he turns on his heel and runs to his bedroom.
Inko doesn't follow.
~~~
That night, with the bedroom door locked, his cheek still throbbing, and his chest heaving from the force of his sobs, Izuku tucks himself down in the darkest corner of his closet and cries himself almost sick.
~~~
It's not a quirk.
Izuku knows that.
Whatever it is about Akuhara-san that sets Izuku off so deeply isn't a quirk.
Izuku might only be nine years old and he might be quirkless but he knows quirks.
Whatever Akuhara-san is?
It's not natural.
~~~
Except, as Izuku learns through hours of research, hours of study and computer time when his Mama isn't home, maybe it is.
Maybe whatever it is that's pretending to be a regular man named Akuhara-san is actually very very natural.
And maybe that's not a good thing at all.
~~~
Izuku kills his first monster at 9 years old.
He comes out of the encounter bruised and bloody but alive and satisfied.
Come to find out, no matter how big a Jubokko's branches, not antlers as he'd first thought, are they're still vulnerable to salt and fire just like any other tree.
Inko never looks at him the same, never actually asks the questions Izuku can see lingering in her mouth but, well, she's alive and well and really that's all Izuku wanted in the first place.
~~~
Teeth gritted against the pain and careful of his bandaged arm, Izuku pulls a black-covered notebook from his desk and grabs a fresh pen.
Monster Analysis Vol 1 he scrawls across the front cover before he flips it open.
Akuhara-san might be gone but Izuku refuses to be caught unaware and vulnerable ever again.
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YES, MA’AM — Sam Winchester/Sam Wesson ft. Dean Winchester/Dean Smith (Chapter I)
Summary: Sam is the new tech support guy at Sandover Bridge & Iron Inc., and he thinks you, his supervisor, are related to him in ways more than professional. He not only dreams of ghosts and Dean Smith, the sales and marketing director, but you, the pretty boss who seems very fond of him, maybe a little too much.
Word count: 1.3k.
Pairing: Sam W./Sam Wesson x female reader (main), Dean W./Dean Smith x female reader. Situated in 4x17 - It's a Terrible Life.
Warnings for this series: smut with plot, sexual tension, sub!Sam, dom!reader, switch!Dean, co-workers with benefits with Dean, boss/employee dynamics, canon violence and stuff. Slow updates oops.
Notes: welcome to my very first spn fanfic, hope you enjoy this short series of Sam and Dean!
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GEN MASTERLIST!
Chapter I | Chapter II
Chapter I: A Boring Life
Taking a quick look at the clock on the corner of the screen of his computer, Sam let out a long sigh. Lunch hour was far from near. He continued drawing the monsters he saw in his dreams on the notebook, those who wouldn't let him continue his abnormally boring and stupid life.
"Hey, Sam," a voice called, making him jump slightly on his seat.
He cleared his throat shutting the notebook and sitting right this time as he took in your figure towering over him in the cubicle with a smile on your lips.
"Hi, uhm... Is something wrong?"
You chuckled slightly. He wanted to slap himself for saying that. For Sam, bosses coming to him meant he might have done something wrong. He didn't want to know what he screwed up. Barely three weeks have passed since he started working there. As much as things were strange and weird around, Sam just wanted a quiet life.
"Not at all," you answered in a friendly manner. "Actually I just wanted to give you kudos. I've received good compliments from customers who called for help, you're doing excellent!"
Sam breathed out, feeling a heavy weight on his back dropping. He smiled. "Well, thank you. It feels good doing that."
But a raise or something would feel absolutely better, he thought.
"Sure! You're brilliant, have you ever been told that?"
"Uhm, not here. I mean- I want to say you're the first one. Sorry, the first one to say I'm brilliant, I- uhm I never really got kudos before? I don't think so but it does feel great."
He stumbled so much with his words that it made you laugh a little but he noticed you tried to suppress it. So you gave him a nod.
"Yeah, of course. I also see you're very organized with your stuff and reports," you remarked before taking a quick glance around and leaning a little bit toward him, your face morphing into a shy look. "Probably I shouldn't but could you help me with some reports today? You'd be off the phone, I just really need to send them by the end of the day and I'm extremely busy."
You bit your painted lower lip with big doe eyes, waiting for an answer. Since the first day he saw you around the company, he thought you looked extremely familiar. Like he had seen you before. Hell, it was like he knew you ages ago. But he wouldn't say it out loud, he might look like a creep.
You'd usually come like this to his spot just to talk and get into business, sometimes he'd go to ask you something he wasn't sure about from a call, but he never, ever herd from a complaint or that his work was shit from you. In fact, you were very kind and smart, always letting him know you were there if he needed anything. And you were pretty. So damn beautiful that you got his heart agitated and his body aching when you bent over a desk wearing tight black pencil skirts and those matching high stockings. He began to think probably you liked him but you used to get close to all of your employees on the tech support floor. You were just being nice to everyone.
"Uh, sure. I can do that," Sam curved his lips into a smile.
"Thank you, you're a lifesaver! I'll send you those in your email, ask me anything if it's difficult, okay?"
You responded with happy demeanour and quickly walked away back to your office, leaving him alone before he had the moment to say something. Just two minutes later he received an email from you with a bunch of reports and data to organize.
Sam scanned the files quickly while hearing the sounds of a chair rolling to his side.
"I think she likes you, man," Ian, the messy and chill coworker of his, teased. Sam chuckled.
"Nah, she's just nice to everyone. Besides, she needs help."
Suddenly, a notification popped from the side of his screen on the computer.
It was a message from you. It read:
Put on the headphones and listen to some music if you want ;)
"You were saying?" Ian joked again.
He smiled. Well, at least he'd be off the phone. Shouldn't be that hard, right?
The night fell and Sam found himself alone on his desk at eight o'clock working on your reports. Seeing the long reports and files he thought could make it on time to finish his shift at four and leave on time. It was fucking Friday. Poor him.
At least you ordered delivery for dinner for both of you. The good thing was that he wasn't really alone on the floor, you were in your office but soft music played as you worked on your stuff. Moments later, you found yourself sitting by Sam's side as he worked the final things on the last report.
"It's done," he announced, his body falling to the backrest of his chair.
"Thanks," you whispered shyly as he sent the finished files back to you. "I'm so sorry though, it's so late."
"Well, didn't have anything to do either."
"Really?!"
Your surprise made his eyes fall on you. He shrugged. "Just sleep."
You raised your eyebrows. "I thought maybe a girlfriend was waiting for you or something?"
He shook his head, pressing his lips together. "No, nothing like that."
The question was odd coming from you, so he decided to play a little.
"What about you?"
This time you shook your head. "Just my books and my TV."
Sam hummed. "It's a boring life, isn't it?"
"Yeah, well I get to pay my bills by the end of the month... And I meet nice people here... And I see you- Sorry."
You cut off your words all of a sudden, your eyes blinking rapidly saying you realized what you just said.
"My bad. We should get going."
You gave him a smile to try and brush off your words, but they were strong enough to get in Sam's head unnoticed. He watched you walk away, turning your computer and lights off on your office as Sam did the same on his spot. Once done, you walked out the floor together in silence.
"Thank you again. I don't think no one would ever do this for me here," you admitted with a deep exhale.
"Yeah, no problem," Sam smiled kindly as you got closer to the elevator.
"Really, I owe you. Do you have a car to get home or something? I can give you a ride if you need."
"I do, don't worry," he said as you stopped in front of the elevator, the doors opening.
"Great, so I think this is it," you grinned at him. "Have a good night."
"Thanks. I hope you have a good weekend, boss."
You nodded. "You too, Sam. Take care."
He saw you disappearing inside the elevator with a wave of your hand and a beautiful smile on your face. With a sigh, he made his way to the locker room and took his briefcase and stuff out. It was just a couple of minutes that he saw you leaving when he went back to the elevator. Checking his watch, the lift arrived and before he could get inside, he got a shocking picture in front of him.
Dean Smith, the marketing director, had you pinned against the wall and kissing down your neck. Your blouse unbuttoned, skirt up, lips open and eyes closed in bliss. Dean noticed the doors were open, pulling away his plump lips from your skin.
"Sorry buddy, wrong floor," he beamed and pushed the right button.
When you opened your eyes once again, you met Sam's open mouth and wide eyes as the doors closed. Great, now he might think you're a slut.
#sam winchester x reader#sam winchester x you#sam winchester x female reader#sam x reader#sam winchester smut#sam winchester imagines#dean winchester x reader#dean winchester x you#dean winchester x female reader#dean x reader#dean winchester smut#dean x reader x sam#sam wesson#dean smith#supernatural fanfiction
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Okay okay, hear me out; was watching an episode of SPN and lore hinged idea of the day(episode) was Zanna. Romanian folklore for good spirits that help children? IE Imaginary friends.
— please note I didn’t do further research on Zanna after this; I do plan to but my focus in it is probably gonna be gone tomorrow so please— if SPN fucked this folklore up or my supes basic understanding is very shitty; feel free to correct or add more to it ^^
Now imagine this:
Damian, off somewhere in the manor but easily findable— like the library or something and talking to Danny. Like Danny just shows up and for whatever reason— only Damian can see him. (Whether this be by Danny’s design or it’s some sorta magic thing).
Well anyway, Damian and Danny are chatting and anytime someone gets close enough to try to figure out who Damian is talking to— and they see he’s literally talking to an empty room?? He glares if he spots anyone. It started around the time Bruce was stuck in the timestream. Dick chalked it up to possibly zanna or just the kid making up an imaginary friend to cope with his dad being dead. Dick absolutely mentions it to the others when it doesn’t stop AFTER Bruce is back. Hes just like “be chill guys— he’s a kid. “He’s healing after all that assassin trauma and it’s cute— let him have his friend. “
He’s the only one that Damian has told about Danny. Like basic things
“He’s very knowledgeable about the stars. He glows. You remind him of his overbearing sister.”
And dick, clearly not coping well himself, just takes it as Damian trying to bond with him and encourages him. Doesn’t say one word about this “Danny” being imaginary.
I imagine Cass is like the only one who’s managed to see Danny but knows he’s not danger and Damian likes him.
I think this overly funny reveal would just be Danny appearing in front of the others and coaxing them to go to bed or like stealing food; and they spot him; register him as either dick or Tim, like at first glance because blue eyes black hair— (Like my cousin and my sibling used to have similar shades of hair and do still have the same body figure; so like without my glasses and when I’m distracted, I absolutely will mistake one for the other.) — and then their brain is like “wait no that isn’t right” and they think they absolutely hallucinated him because he legit disappeared right in front of them.
And when it comes to the reveal of “oh yes. This is my friend. Danny.”
Everyone is collectively losing their shit because what in the hell?!? Where did this kid come from?!? How did none of them find him out?!?
#dcxdp#DPxDC#Danny Phatom X DC#zanna#/screaming into the void#damian wayne#Danny Fenton/phantom#batfam X Danny Phantom#batpham#romanian folklore#supernatural#inspired this post#this post can be used as a prompt#please just send me the fic bc I wanna read it
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Hello :) i wanted to know how the SPN boys would react to a plus sized reader? like big boned and curvy?
Plus-Sized reader (SPN pref!)
a/n: as a chubby girl i’ve been so excited to write this!!! i hope you enjoy babes!!!
warnings: plus size reader, i guess slightly suggestive, some tiny angst!
Dean:
dean LOVES your body so much
your thighs are like MMMMHMMMH
and your hip dips are like AHAHHHHHHH
and when you two lay together and he can feel where your side kind of rolls in on itself
he falls in love even more
he seriously thinks you’re the most beautiful person
he def buys you lingere so you can model for him
“pleaseeeee? your curves would look beautiful, sweetheart.”
if you ever feel bad about yourself he will get so sad
"You don't deserve to hate yourself. If you can't learn to appreciate yourself, then let me love you."
he loves you and your curves so much
his seritonin
your stretch marks make dean go fucking crazy
—
Sam:
sam fucking ADORES every BIT of you
he can pick you up idc
have you SEEN his muscles?
let him give you piggy back rides and hold you like a bride because he loves it
he loves your whole being
he insists you’re the little spoon so he can feel your whole body against his
he gives you hickeys all over your thighs because they’re just so soft and amazing and his favorite ever
if you ever feel bad about yourself he will just “no.”
"I hate seeing you upset. Don't... don't do this to yourself. I love you,"
he never wants you to doubt yourself
ever
but if you do
you better talk to him
—
Castiel:
worships you
all the time
he cuddles into your body 24/7/365
your curves are like heaven to him
he’ll trace your figure with his hands and fingers all the time
“you are gorgeous, my beautiful y/n.”
he just loves you so much
every inch
he dosent understand when you talk bad about yourself
he’s like “wtf you’re so gorgeous… did i miss something?”
he gets sad for you because he wishes you could see yourself how he sees you
“y/n… you are the most amazing person i’ve ever met. your looks are some of gods best work. please, do not doubt yourself again.”
—
Crowley:
crowley loves himself a chubby person
he’s just so mesmerized
if you EVER wear fishnets or cropped clothes or anything
he’s on his knees in a SECOND
like i’m so fr
he gets life from looking at and feeling your body
knowing you’re his???
amazing.
he hates it when you talk bad about yourself
stretch marks??? babe. everyone has them. yours are so cute
cellulite? just a map of where you’ve been. it’s gorgeous
Hip dips???? lemmie grab them while i fuck you senseless!!! so so so so so pretty!
he just loves every inch of your pretty body
he buys you clothes that show off more of you
#love u mwah#thank you sm for this request#dean winchester#sam winchester#dean winchester x reader#sam winchester x reader#castiel#castiel x reader#crowley#crowley x reader#dean winchester x you#dean winchester supernatural#dean winchester x y/n#sam winchester supernatural#sam winchester imagine#sam spn#castiel supernatural#crowley supernatural#plus size reader#<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
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"Open to interpretation" does not mean you get to tell Destiel shippers how to see the canon, Karen
After the spntwit drama this week I think it matters to emphasize again how hard the antidestiel hatedom was going against how Jensen rolls when it comes to interpretation.
antidestiels continue to behave as if they believe "open to interpretation" means they themselves can dictate to other fans how to see the canon, and they call Destiel shippers and Misha "disgusting" just for speaking our viewpoints of the canon.
Destiel shippers give our take on the text and antis go "well you can't because JENSEN SAID--"
They very obviously do not listen to what Jensen says. Here is Jensen at Dencon 2021, where he pretty much clears the runway for fans to interpret however we please and his praise and appreciation for those readings: “This is the great thing about the show and I think the relationships and some of these characters is that they’re open for interpretation. If you find identity in a character because of whatever reason, fantastic! Great! If that encourages you to be a better person, or to love someone a little harder, to forgive someone for something, fantastic. That’s—that’s I think that’s one of the beautiful things about what we do is that we get to encourage people on a variety of levels.” -Jensen Ackles, DenCon October 2021
(Antis: But you CAN'T, because JENSEN SAID--)
Antis are stuck in a loop of their own making.
This is not the first time Jensen has conveyed his support for fan interpretation.
Jibcon 2015:
We also know from reports from a virtual m&g a short while after SPN ended that Jensen said he and Misha talked about the confession scene beforehand, and they "didn't want to over-define it" and "the artist isn't going to stand next to that piece of art and tell you what to see. You should be able to see, and it should be able to mean what it means to you and that's--that's the beautiful thing about art." (There is no video, this is pulled from fan reports, but as far as we know this is accurate reporting).
Antis: but you can't because Jensen SAID--
blah blah blah
Yes we can and it's not that we need Jensen's--or anyone's permission--however it's just so heinous how severely antidestiels stomp all over Jensen's respectfulness and protection of fan readings and his appreciation of that, and their lying about how he rolls. They are making very negative insinuations of him, yet somehow everyone else in fandom is the problem but them.
It doesn't add up.
"But you can't say Destiel is real and there was queer coding because JENSEN SAID--"
But Jensen said he's completely cool with how we see it.
He said so.
I have a permit. Jensen signed it. See?
Get over it. Find a new hobby. Move along.
A further thing--note my highlighting on excerpts from an interview with Jensen Ackles about Big Sky concerning the Beau/Jenny relationship. (TV Insider, 1.18.2023)
The phrasing should sound familiar.
Yes, that's right, he's used similar language to speak about Dean and Cas. And this is for a het ship.
"leave the audience wanting more" "we gave just a little bit" "but do we need to play it out in a graphic sex scene?" "a kiss wasn't necessarily needed" "let's tiptoe for now" "fired it up in a way that made it not so sexual...two humans really, truly connecting. It wasn't just like, oh, let's rip each other's clothes off."
Put that next to "I don’t think lust is involved with the romanticism" "there's some people that might try to sexualize that" "it was two sentient beings essentially" (Dencon 2021, Vancon 2022)
Isn't that interesting. (Also isn't it interesting he called it "romanticism"?)
Jensen also said something somewhere about how he would like to do a romantic comedy so long as it involves killing zombies. He doesn't hate romance. It's just that he likes genre and action stuff. He's not against, whether it's queer or straight romances.
He's also said he'd like to do a rom-com slash western playing opposite Misha Collins.
Not telling Destiel shippers what to do, but along with antidestiel misinformation spread, the Destiel lane is justly notorious for flinging accusations at him and I think it's relevant that he speaks about a het ship using similar language, and it's relevant how supportive he is of queer readings.
one last thing, this is old, from Jensen's time on Days of our Lives, but he wasn't against playing a queer character.
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Ooooh my god, I'm on season 9 of my SPN rewatch (about halfway through) and something finally makes sense to me this time around.
Sam is going through his teenage rebellion phase!
You're probably thinking "but Zaira, he already had that when he was an actual teenager"!
Yes but that was rebelling against his biological father. But now he's finally able to rebel against his actual parent.
And why is this? Because the trials catapulted them both back into their parent-child relationship. Because from the second that Dean picks up on the fact that the trials are making Sam sick, Dean slides into parent mode. He starts to make decisions pre-emptively to keep Sam safe and relaxed when a caretaker!sibling would ask if the injured sibling would ask if they're good to keep working. He prepares and brings food/drink to Sam repeatedly when a sibling would ask if the injured sibling wants something to eat or drink. At this point, sibling!Dean has gone dormant and parentified!Dean has reawakened.
Because Dean has reverted to this programming, he has reverted to the desperate need to do anything to keep his child alive, even if the child hates him. A mindset that parents are trapped in.
The first sibling thought that Dean has had is to leave to give them both distance to recover and give Sam space.
Where Dean is acting like a parent, Sam is acting like his child.
It is completely reasonable for Sam to be upset over how Dean saved him and to keep making decisions for him. But it's how he's going about being angry at Dean is rather childlike or teenager like. Not childish, but childlike.
He's moody and hurt when Dean leaves even though Dean explains it to give Sam space. A few episodes later, they're working on a case and Dean tries to do it by himself so Sam can be comfortable but Sam gets upset at Dean for abandoning him. Dean finally caves and admits he wants to be near Sam. Sam says he wants that but also states that they're not brothers anymore right now.
This setup is why I'm saying that Sam is acting a bit in a childlike manner. Because even though he's rebelling against Dean and pushing away him away (which is reasonable) but also needs Dean to be near him (abused children can have a confusing, clingy relationship with their parent even if fighting). Sam wants him close (physical proximity and possibly emotionally) but also keeps throwing up barriers that Dean doesn't know how to navigate.
He wants Dean to talk honestly with him (which Dean tries to be) nd see reason but then when Sam explains himself he's still being vague in his answers. Saying things that are honest but also worded in a way that will purposely cut at Dean's soul. When if Sam added more detail to responses, Dean would still be hurt but understand more clearly. Dean has a lot of insecurities and anxieties, he has an incredibly brittle core, he needs deeper details in order to get an actual picture of what Sam is feeling.
Like when they're in the kitchen, Dean tells Sam that he'd do anything to get Sam out of a coma. He says that Sam would do the same. Sam's like "no, I wouldn't." Dean is visibly injured by these words as Sam leaves. This answer feels petty and childish because he obviously wants to injure Dean, to lash out in retaliation.
A more mature way (which sam usually is) of saying this , is to explain why he would let Dean pass away. He could have said something like "because you deserve to rest", "Because it's cruel to force you to keep going", "Because you've already done so much for everyone", etc. Anything to explain why he would let it happen so that Dean isn't left feeling gutted.
What I'm trying to say is that this season, both Sam and Dean are emotionally injured. That injury has regressed them to the default setting John programmed them to be: Parent and Child.
This programming makes it nearly impossible for them to find their footing as equal brothers because they're instinctively finding themselves in the power-imbalance of a parent-child relationship.
So, again, John fucked their lives.
#[because John forced Dean to be a parent he has corrupted Dean's chance of being a sibling#supernatural#spn analysis#sam winchester#dean winchester#winchester analysis#spn
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Hi there!
First, thank you for being understanding that these replies may take time! I appreciate a follower/fan that is kind and respectful!
Second, to respond! Doing it in pieces to respond to each section you've said.
I wanted to weigh in on this anon's ask. But, I will preface this by saying I don’t know Jared or Gen, or Danneel or Jensen personally at all, so it’s pure speculation based off of observation.
Understood. Honestly that's all any of us can really say, unless we did know them. I speculate, you speculate, everyone speculates.
There are some guys (and gals or whoever, but I especially notice with guys), who meet someone and that’s it. They are in, hook, line and sinker. The are head over heels for their partner. Jared strikes me as one of those guys. He’s said himself that he’s not necessarily big on mushy words and things like that, which I think accounts for some of the coupley pics that Gen posts of them coming off a tad awkward. But he’s seemed settled ever since he got married, talking up being married and always mentioning Gen showing up as the best time on SPN for him (I also understsnd that this is any easy answer to give, so why not stick with it).
Oh yes. There are some people who are done, as it were, once they're married. That's it, that's their person, and no need to look elsewhere. They're loyal to a fault, loving, and dedicated. You're right, Jared strikes me as the type.
Also, I heard a rumor once that some people he worked with (I wanna say SPN cast or crew, or handlers) called Jared "very loyal," and almost kind of insinuated that he, unlike others, doesn’t mess around on his partner. In almost a condescending way. But, certainly don’t take my word on that because I can’t remember where I heard it. He also vibes as super uninterested in person (sexually, not indifferent as a person), almost like he views all fans as nice, momentary friends and that’s it. He gives no vibe of … availability. And granted, he’d be dumb to project interest on fans of all people, but it’s just a feeling I get from him (I’ve had some photo ops and meet & greets with him).
Oh how interesting! I think you're right. He may be friendly with fans, funny if the shares on Twitter are any indication, but I've never heard of him going beyond that. He maintains those boundaries, even if fans don't (I'm reminded of an op, I believe, being canceled because a fan had the audacity to grab his ass!).
I won’t belabor this point, but in contrast, Jensen vibes totally different than Jared. First, even early into his marriage, he’s made "jokes" about not liking being married. And there was that blind item about he and Danneel swinging or something. Danneel also has more cuddly chemistry with his friend Steve than Jensen. I would bet on it that Jensen and Danneel aren’t "loyal" to each other, but I think it’s more likely they have an open marriage than it being cut-and-dried cheating.
Unfortunately, yes... Jensen's never come across as someone madly in love with Danneel. In the early interviews, pre-marriage, he'd just gloss over "Yeah, we're together, been a year" and change the subject. Or one interview... hang on, let me get it.
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Where when he's asked about marriage, he looked nervous and uninterested. Even though he'd been with Danneel for two and a half years by then. Most men will know they're going to marry someone within months of dating. Two and a half years and he still isn't sure? Oh boy.
As for the swinging... wow. I never heard of that one. I do remember that guy who tweeted about an orgy, got hit by Danneel to shut up or be sued, and he hastily removed the tweet. (Way to validate the claim, Danneel!)
As for Danneel and Steve, yep. They're far more like a couple than Danneel ever appeared to be with Jensen. Though I hear (from my industry expert) that it may be over between Steve and Danneel, which may be why she wanted to move far, far away. Steve probably got fed up with being the side piece instead of the main interest. But since we know Danneel won't give up Jensen's fortune without a fight....
Jensen also has a certain vibe of availability, again not to fangirls, but he seems more open on an attraction level. I don’t know how better to explain it, and again it’s just the vibes I get, so I’m not trying to say I "know" anything but just a feeling. Like, I find both J2 very attractive, and I find them funny, I even like Jared slightly more, but they literally feel different to me in person.
I think I get what you mean by vibes. I do hope, if he is having flings and one night stands, that Jensen isn't aiming for the easily available fans who are probably more than willing to have that opportunity. Is he actually having affairs? I heard of one rumor during one Bacchus event that he possibly had a one night stand with a girl there.
If he is... I can't judge him. As I mentioned, finding comfort in the quicksilver rush of an affair... sometimes that's all anyone can get in Hollywood. (And we know what kind of wife Danneel is--I doubt Jensen even seeks comfort in her arms.)
I’m going to stop now because I've veered off course and and starting to sound silly. I also get that these people are actors, so the vibe they give off could be manufactured, anyway. Anyway, thanks for taking the time to respond (if you do).
Hey, rambling is okay! That's the title of my blog! I ramble too!
Truth. We can only speculate on vibes. I had a mutual who attended a con recently and she said Jensen came across as very reserved, shy even, and uncomfortable with being in the spotlight. That was one con. Other cons, we heard of him being warm and friendly with fans, even going as far as to joking with them.
We're all very different day to day. There may be an underlying true pattern, but even shy people have times when they're comfortable in their skin to talk to others openly. Even flirty.
I appreciate your insight very much!
Thanks for the ask!
(Note to followers/fans: I do have asks on. Not anon asks. If you want your identity kept secret, ask and it's done. I only share names of those who are rude as they violated the right to respect and secrecy.
I also hope to get around to all the other asks! Life is busy!)
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//Don’t even know why I try to talk to you guys, the same people who ship incest it’s useless atp😂😂 //
Is this anon on crack? Since when have you ever been a Wincest shipper? I guess it doesn’t matter because to the brainless hellers of the world there is only hellers or Wincesties, no other type of SPN fan exists.
Hey, dipshit anon, MOST SPN fans don’t ship anything at all, let alone your ship of Death.
I love that destiel will never be canon. Because the show is over, but even if it went another 5 years, Destiel was never going to happen because Castiel is crap, and Jensen would probably rather makeout with a dog than kiss Misha. Dean did have the hots for a poodle once.
Dean + 🐩 is more canon than Dean/Cas in terms of who Dean has actually shown attraction to.
That's why I think they're on the wrong blog. They're a heller so they automatically think everyone else MUST be a Wincest shipper. The GA doesn't exist to them. They really think they're half the audience. I remember at the end of the show they said the writers "pandered" to a side that doesn't exist. LMAO
Dean had the hots for anyone who wasn't Cas. Hey, remember Daphne? Yeah. He even had the hots for a cartoon character. And I don't even know what that crackhead was trying to "talk to me" about. I don't know what they're referring to.
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When It All Falls Apart- Chapter 5
Pairing- Jensen x Padalecki Reader
Word count- 5,709
Warnings- Some language. Jensen isn't the best boyfriend. I warned before this started posting it would contain angst, if you need another reminder, here it is. If I missed something let me know!
A/N-You all knew this part was coming sooner or later, some of you even called for it. Starting with this chapter, we'll start to see things from Jensen's side also. A little off canon, SPN ended after 10 years. We still got all the characters in during that time though. Thank you to @writercole and @leigh70 for your help with this. You two are amazing!!
Summary-Y/N Padalecki loved acting on Supernatural. Working alongside your older brother and your boyfriend, but after ten seasons the guys have chosen to hang up the guns. Now the three of you are moving on to other projects, but that’s all that needs to change right? While you have moved to Austin to be closer to your family and boyfriend, Jensen is working elsewhere. Distance is only the start of your troubles.
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Jensen takes the rare opportunity to sleep in Sunday morning and is the last one down to breakfast. His sister and her husband Jeremy have already arrived and are sitting at the table with his parents.
“Did someone have a late night?” Mackenzie teases him.
“Not too bad. Just taking advantage of catching up on some sleep,” he answers with a yawn.
“What did you and Y/N do yesterday?” his mom asks him.
“I didn’t see her yesterday. I was meeting with Steve, and we had a few people to go see. Trying to work out deals for a project.”
“What did she do then?” his mom tries again.
“Not a clue, I didn’t talk to her yesterday. I was kind of busy. Why the sudden interest in her day?”
He is filling his coffee cup and doesn’t see the looks exchanged around the table.
“Is everything alright with you two?” His dad questions.
“It’s fine.”
“Yeah, sounds like it,” he doesn’t hear his sister mutter.
Josh and his family arrive after breakfast, while Jensen is upstairs showering. He misses the kids and his brother coming in to wish his dad a ‘Happy Father’s Day.’ When Jensen comes back down everyone is sitting in the living room with the kids playing in the middle of the floor. He takes his phone out to take a picture of his nephews and notices a missed text from Gen, making a note to read it later, he snaps a few shots of the boys.
His family asks him questions about work, and what he has been up to. He inquires about each of them. They grill out for a late lunch before he has to leave for the airport. His mom walks out to the rental car with him.
“You’re sure everything is alright? You aren’t hiding something so we won’t worry?”
“No, it’s all fine mom.”
“Even with Y/N?”
“Yeah. I do have to get going to catch my flight. It was good to see all of you.”
“I’m glad you could make it home, even for a short visit. Your dad enjoyed seeing all of you for Father’s Day.”
He’s double checking his suitcase for his passport and not really listening to his mom at the moment, “Yeah, sure I’ll try and make it home then.”
“What?” Donna asks.
Finding his passport, Jensen stands to give his mom one last hug. “Good to see all of you. Take care, love you ma.”
While sitting on the plane waiting for the rest of the passengers to load, Jensen takes out his phone and lazily scrolls through it. He remembers the message he missed from Gen early and opens that conversation, checking the date, he sees it is actually from yesterday.
‘Did you forget something today Ackles?????????????’
“I don’t know Gen, did I forget something?” he mutters to himself, while just replying with question marks of his own.
Next he pulls up Instagram, it takes him a moment to realize he is seeing multiple posts about Father’s Day.
‘It’s not Father’s Day,’ he thinks to himself, ‘that’s not until the middle of June.”
There is a voice over the intercom telling all passengers to turn off electronics before Jensen has a chance to think more about the holiday or the date. He goes over the next script for ‘The Boys’ and notes from the meetings with Steve the day before, never giving the date another thought.
Your Sunday is spent with your parents and Jared’s family. You and Gen get up to make a big breakfast for everyone. Tom has homemade cards for his dad and grandpa he places on the table. Your mom comes down, and helps the two of you finish it all up.
Jared and your dad take Tom out to the park for some male bonding time after breakfast. Gen, your mom and yourself move to the living room.
While they are talking babies you excuse yourself to go for a walk. You are hoping it will help all the thoughts running around your head. You pass Jensen’s house and pause. You can’t help but think that he has already started to move on without you. You’re the one who just hasn’t caught up with the times yet.
On Monday, Jared and Gen have meetings for Walker, so you are hanging out with Tom. You are used to working twelve to fourteen hour days on set, but somehow this little man wears you out more than those do. The two of you play outside on the swing set, he has you chase him during a long game of tag, you’re in the pool and back inside rolling toy cars around on the floor. When your sister-in-law returns you happily hand your nephew back.
Jensen is on set Tuesday, when Jack is talking to some of the other cast members about his parents’ visit over the weekend.
“They haven’t been to Toronto in awhile and decided to use visiting for Father’s Day as an excuse to come up this weekend.”
“If they were coming for Father’s Day, why did they come this past weekend?” Jensen asks him.
A few people turn and look at him. “Father’s Day was this past weekend,” Chase tells him.
“No, it wasn’t, it couldn’t have been.”
Others are also confirming this. Jensen doesn’t have his phone with him, or his watch on.
“What’s the date?” he asks his cast mates.
“21st of June. Everything all right mate?” Karl asks sitting across the board from him.
“Son of a bitch,” Jensen yells out, “I missed Y/N’s birthday. It was the 18th.”
He gets up from his chair to head to his trailer where his phone is to call you, but is called to set before he has the chance to get very far. It’s after 2 am before they wrap for the night, he’s beat just going straight home and falling asleep.
He forgot to set his alarm before collapsing in bed, when he rolls over Wednesday morning and looks at the clock he has to move it. He has maybe ten minutes before he needs to be leaving the apartment for set.
Once he arrives he is sent straight to hair and makeup before being ushered to wardrobe. His PA takes his bag back to his trailer for him. When they break for lunch he is in the middle of a discussion with Karl and Anthony that completely distracts him. He makes a quick stop by his trailer before he has to be back on set. Pulling his phone out of his bag he sees a missed call from you.
“Son of a bitch, I still haven’t talked to her,” he growls out. He tries calling back, but just reaches your voicemail. He hangs up and throws his phone back in the bag before returning to set.
Wednesday, you finally relent and call Jensen. He never has time to talk long so you make the call on your way to the studio to redo some voice over work for the Netflix show that just wrapped. You shouldn’t be surprised that it ends up going straight to voicemail. The plane ticket you received for your birthday is to fly out Friday morning, you figure you should probably tell Jensen you are coming up. Who knows, maybe just showing up would actually get you some time with him. Leaving your phone in the car you walk into the studio.
Coming back to your car two hours later, you check your phone for messages before leaving the parking lot. You have to reread the name when you see you have a missed call from Jensen, it’s rare he calls you back this quick lately or even at all. Hitting the call button you once again get his voicemail, this time you leave a message.
“Hey Jay, I just wanted to tell you Jared and Gen got me a ticket to fly up to Toronto. I’ll be landing around 2:30 Friday afternoon. I’ll talk to you later, have a good day.”
Getting back to your brother’s place you are busy the rest of the night. The two of them went out with a friend of Gen’s and you volunteered to watch Tom. The little man has a lot of energy to burn tonight. When you finally get him down, you start going through clothes in your room to take with you this weekend.
In Toronto, Jensen has finally wrapped for the night. Today’s scenes were a bit…well, what one would come to expect from The Boys. There is a knock on his trailer door as he’s finishing changing out of his costume. Chase and Jack are on the other side.
“Hey, we’re going out with Karl for a drink after that mess. You in?”
“Definitely, let me grab my bag,” he tells them.
One drink turns into a couple and they are out for a few hours. In the cab on the way back to his place, Jensen pulls out his phone to check his call time for the next day. Seeing a voicemail message, he tells himself he’ll listen to it tomorrow when he’s in better shape. Clearing the notification he checks his calendar before turning off the phone.
Thursday has a noon call time, and sees them filming until two in the morning on location. It was almost four am before he got to bed. Walking up after ten the next morning he has a new voicemail notification. He listens to the call from the director on a schedule change for the weekend. Because Eric is going to be in town for a few days and they want the big man on set for the shooting of certain scenes, they are going to be moved up to this weekend.
Then his phone tells him he has a missed message. “Who'd I miss?” he mumbles to himself. When he hears your message, his eyes go wide in surprise, “crap.”
Just as he’s hanging up from the voicemail, the phone rings with your name popping up.
“Hey pretty girl,”
“Hi Jay, how are you?”
“Fine, tired. I just got your message. Are you sure you really want to?”
He hears the tired sigh you let out, “I’m at the airport, waiting for the plane. If you don’t want me to come up there, tell me now.”
“I don’t know how much time I’ll have to spend with you.”
“We aren’t spending any time together currently, whatever I can get this weekend is better than that.” You just hear him groan over the line. “If you want me to call Jared to come pick me back up I will.”
“No. When do you get in?”
“The plane’s scheduled to land around 2:40, then I have to clear customs.”
“I have to be on set, I’m not going to be able to meet you.”
“Okay, I can take a cab over to the studio.”
“No, just come back to the apartment. I’ll leave a spare key in an envelope with the receptionist,” he tells you.
“Okay. See you soon. Love you.”
“Yeah, love ya.”
His head falls back against the pillow as he hangs up. His easy weekend is now going to be a bit more complicated.
At the airport in Austin, you sit back against the hard seat with a sigh. This was off to a rocky start and the plane hasn’t even boarded yet. Thankfully the flight itself was an easy one. After making your way through customs you exit the building to try and find a cab.
When you arrive at his apartment building, you need to show your ID in order to pick up the envelope he left with the key. The doorman shows you up, at least Jensen remembered to tell him you were coming before he left.
Opening the apartment door, you take a look around. It’s fairly empty, but you shouldn’t be surprised. Jensen is only going to have this place a few months. You take your suitcase down the hall, you think this is the way to the bedroom. It’s the second door you try. There is a photo of you and Jensen on his nightstand, it gives you some hope seeing it there. Taking a few things out of your bag, you then explore the apartment. It’s a little bit of a mess, so you spend some time tidying it up. The fridge is empty, so you go down to inquire about the nearest grocery store. It isn’t too far away, so you decide to walk over. With your hands full, you take a cab back to the apartment.
There are a few items to put away in the cupboard, you make a few meals to freeze that Jensen can thaw later, then prepare pasta, salad and bread for dinner. All this time you haven’t heard a word from Jay, not even checking that you made it in alright. You send a text asking if he knows how late he’ll be working, but don’t receive a response.
By eight, you fix yourself a plate for dinner and eat alone at the table. Putting the rest away, you curl up on the couch, and find a movie on Netflix. It’s after eleven when the door opens and Jensen finally comes in. Getting up from the couch, you go over to greet him.
“Hey honey,” you say before leaning up to kiss him.
“Hi babe.” He gives you a quick kiss before pulling away. “I need a shower.”
He rejoins you in the living room ten minutes later, sitting next to you on the couch.
“There’s some pasta in the fridge, if you would like me to heat some up for you?”
“I’m good, we ate on set.”
“Okay. Do you have anything going on tomorrow?”
“I’ve got a 10 am call time. Should go till 8 or so.”
You just nod in response. It’s been awhile since you’ve had his arm wrapped around you, and you are just going to enjoy that for now. The movie on the screen ends and you suggest going to bed hoping to feel more than his arm around your shoulders tonight.
You come out of the bathroom ready for bed in a new lace chemise, and find your boyfriend sound asleep. Grabbing one of his old t-shirts from your bag, you turn around to go back to change.
The next morning Jensen is up before you are. You find him out at the kitchen counter with a cup of coffee and what looks like a script.
“Morning, do you want breakfast before you leave?”
“No, I already had something. But thanks.”
“Can I come to set with you today? Hang out in between scenes with you?”
“No, they don’t like other people on set. Don’t want any secrets getting out.”
“Oh, yeah, sure. I guess I’ll go explore the city then. Text me when you’re done, we can maybe grab a late dinner somewhere?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Do you film tomorrow?”
“No, it’s just going over some choreography for fight scenes on Tuesday.”
“So it should be a shorter day?”
“Hopefully. Chase, Karl and I have a tee time at 2.”
“Great.” You’re only here for a few days, but getting a round of golf in takes precedence apparently.
Once Jensen leaves for work you pull out your phone to find something to entertain yourself with today. You decide to start the day at Ripley’s Aquarium of Canada.
The tour of the aquarium takes you first to the Dangerous Lagoon overlook. There you see sharks, turtles, eels and sawfish. A sign says it is the largest exhibit at the aquarium, and has around 2.9 million liters of water. From there you enter the Discovery Center which has interactive exhibits and features Zebra and Blacktip Reef Sharks along with Clownfish. The Canadian Waters and Kelp Forest are next where you see octopus, lobsters, Cod, Wolf Eel, and Paddlefish.
On the lower level of the aquarium you see the Rainbow Reef which recreates the coral seas of the Pacific. Planet Jellies has various breeds of jellyfish. The Ray-Bay is home to five types of stingrays and the Bonnethead Shark. A sign says that back on the main level you can pet the rays at the top of the tank.
Back up top, you stroll through the gallery area next. This is home to Electric Eels, Seahorses, Piranhas, Pufferfish and Mudskippers. A quick tour of the gift shop and you are on your way out.
The aquarium is right near the base of the CN Tower. Being so close, you couldn’t pass that up. The tower was completed in 1976 and stands 1,815.5 feet tall.
Getting off the elevators at the observation level you are currently 1,136 feet off the ground. The glass floor lets you look to the ground 114 stories below. You go up to the Skypod which is 33 stories above the main observation level. It is the highest observation platform in the Western Hemisphere. You can see all the way to New York and Niagara Falls from here. You can also feel the building swaying a lot more up here. You hear a guide mention the antenna above the Skypods gets hit by lightning an average of 75 times a year. The mix of the swaying and lightning are enough to send you back down to ground level.
You grab a light lunch and walk over to High Park to sit and enjoy it. Finishing your lunch you take a walk down one of the nature trails. Walking alone your thoughts drift to Jensen. Once again today, you haven’t heard from him at all. You are right here in his town and he can’t seem to spare you any time.
That afternoon you end up strolling through the CF Toronto Eaton Centre Mall. It is a huge shopping center with more than 250 stores. In your current mood nothing there really grabs your attention.
By seven you are on your way back to Jensen’s apartment to get cleaned up to have dinner with him. At 8:30 you send a text asking if he was going to be getting off soon. Almost an hour later, you receive a reply.
Jensen 💗-On my way back
You-Do you still want to go out and grab dinner?
Jensen💗-No
Alrighty then. You pull leftovers out of the fridge and start warming them up for dinner. When he walks in, you just about have everything ready to go.
“Hey honey, if you want to shower first, dinner is almost ready.”
“I already ate.”
“What?”
“It was a rough shoot, I went out and grabbed a drink with Karl, Jack and Anthony. We ordered some food there.”
He heads off to the bathroom, and you just stare after him. “Well thanks for telling me,” you mutter after him.
No longer hungry you put everything away once more. Entering the bedroom you change into sweats and sit down on the corner of the couch. It isn’t long until Jensen returns, he collapses in the middle of the couch.
“What a day. Anything Kripke was unable to throw at us during Supernatural is sure finding its way out now.”
“Hmm.”
“This season is going to be so sick.”
You don’t respond, just keep your eyes straight ahead on the television.
“What’s your problem?” He turns his head to look at you.
“What’s going on with us?” you ask.
“What do you mean?”
“I feel like I don’t matter to you any more. We rarely talk anymore.”
“We’re talking right now, or I was trying to but you’re ignoring me.”
“I thought we were going to do something tonight, but you went out with your friends while I was waiting for you. You could have at least let me know what was going on.”
“It’s been a long couple of days, I don’t want to fight with you. I’m going to bed.”
You watch him leave, biting your lip, you rest your head back against the couch trying not to cry. That did not go the way you wanted it to at all. Going into the extra bedroom you grab a folded blanket off the unmade bed, and bring it back to the couch, planning on sleeping there tonight. The television keeps you company, while your mind replays everything.
The next morning, the sound of cupboard doors slamming around wakes you up. Stretching as you sit up, you notice Jensen moving around the kitchen. He looks over at you when he sees you move, but doesn’t say anything. He leaves a short time later.
You don’t feel like doing much of anything today. You hang out around the apartment watching Hallmark. Why does everything always work out for them?
Around four, you get a text from Jensen that says he has something with the cast. Another night alone, fabulous. Why did you even bother coming? Changing into presentable clothes you head out to find some food, getting into the elevator you are shocked at who you see.
“Eric, hi.”
“Y/N, how are you? I wasn’t sure if you were in town or not this weekend.”
“Yeah, I just got in on Friday, staying a few days. Doing alright, how are you?
“Good, are you coming to dinner?”
“What?”
“A bunch of the crew is going for dinner. Aren’t you going to meet Ackles? I’ll give you a lift.”
His phone rings and you don’t get a chance to reply. Getting off the elevator you follow him outside, planning to still go off on your own. When the car pulls up, he waves you inside. His phone call lasts almost the whole way to the restaurant, even though he keeps attempting to end it. He is finally able to put it down just before the car pulls into the parking lot.
“Sorry about that. Everything is a huge problem to some of the network execs. Talking with Jared, I thought you were going to be here this weekend, but then I never saw you around set with Jensen.”
“He told me I couldn’t come with him. Are you sure I can be here tonight? Jensen didn’t invite me.”
“I would have let you on set, no problem. Yes, you are more than welcome to join us tonight. Have you met anyone yet?”
“Just Karl.”
You follow him through the restaurant, when he arrives at the large table he calls out, “look who I found on my way here.”
Your eyes are on Jensen who has Claudia’s arm around his shoulders as she is whispering in his ear.
“Hey!” Karl yells, “where have you been hiding?”
He gets up to give you a hug, Jensen gives you a questioning look, while everyone else just stares. Eric looks around the table and asks a passing waiter for one more place setting and chair.
“I’ve been hanging out around the apartment, explored Toronto yesterday,” you finally answer Karl’s question.
“So you come all the way up here, and don’t even visit the set? Should we be hurt?” Karl’s last question is directed at Kripke.
“What are you doing here?” Jensen interrupts them.
“Are you going to introduce us, Eric?” Anthony questions at the same time.
“I ran into Eric in the elevator, and he invited me to come along,” you answer Jensen.
“Why didn’t you bring her?” Eric asks your boyfriend, who just shrugs in response.
“Some of us still don’t know what’s going on,” Jack calls out.
“This is Y/N Padalecki, this lovely lady was Ali Black on Supernatural,” Eric introduces you.
“She also has horrible taste in men, because she’s dating that brute,” Karl tells them as he points to Jensen.
Anthony, Karen, Jack, Erin and Chase all stand up to greet you. A chair is added next to Jensen as everyone but Claudia scoots down to make room for you.
After the group has ordered, Karl looks at you from across the table. “How long are you here for?”
“I have a flight out tomorrow afternoon.”
“We have some fight sequences to finalize in the mornin’, are you coming to tour the set?” He asks.
“I don’t know,” you look over at Jensen, who has remained silent.
As time goes on you notice that Claudia seems to keep touching Jensen, her hand is on her arm, his thigh, and shoulder. ‘Really girl’ you think ‘right in front of me?’
Erin asks about what you have going on now with Supernatural over. You tell her about Walker. Jensen seems agitated next to you, you finally turn and ask if he’s alright. Instead of answering he stands up and nods for you to join him out in the hall.
“I can’t believe you got Eric to bring you along,” Jensen harshly whispers to you.
“It wasn’t my intention, I just ran into him when I got in the elevator.”
“I don’t understand what your problem is.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The attitude you had last night, sleeping on the couch, now putting yourself in the middle of a cast get together. What are you trying to do?”
“When did you become such an asshole? Maybe playing Soldier Boy has gone to your head. If you don’t want me here, and it’s such a big deal to have me here, I’ll leave.”
With that you turn back toward the room to grab your purse. You expect Jensen to stop you, but he never does. The waiter is coming back in and you quietly ask him to cancel your order. Before walking out the door, you turn back to the table.
“It was nice meeting you all. I’m sorry, but I have to be going. Enjoy the rest of your night.” With that you turn and leave.
Eric is right behind you, he can’t get your attention so he grabs your arm once you step outside.
“Hey, what’s going on?”
“Nothing, I just have to go.”
“Y/N, I’ve known you a long time. I can see you’re upset, and you’re barely holding back tears.” He looks around for a moment before spotting a bench. “Come sit down for a minute.”
“I’ll be alright, you should get back inside,” you try to tell him.
“Not until you tell me what’s going on.”
You know he isn’t going to let go, with a sigh you start talking. “Things with Jensen and I haven’t been going so great lately. He barely answers my calls or texts. I don’t know the last time he even called or texted me to start a conversation. Gen thought it might be good for us if I came up here and we spent some time together. I’ve still barely seen him.”
You take a deep breath to try and get yourself back under control, but you can’t help the tears sliding down your face. “I’m afraid our relationship might have run its course, and I don’t mean anything to him any more. I’m just someone he used to have around because I was convenient.”
“Oh Y/N, I’m so sorry you are feeling like this. I don’t know what’s going on with him, but I know you always meant a lot to him,” Eric tries to comfort you.
“Used to. I can’t keep going like this, the last month has been rough. I tried to talk to him last night and that didn’t go over well. Now he’s mad that I’m here. When things were good with us, he would have been the first one up to give me a hug. He would have been the one introducing me to his new cast mates, not you and Karl. We would have spent any free time he had together, going for a drink or golfing with the guys wouldn’t have been more important.”
“I’m sorry, you don’t deserve to be treated like that,” Eric says softly. You can tell he is a bit out of his comfort zone here.
You nod your head, you know what you have to do and your heart is crumbling into pieces. Turning in your seat you give Eric a hug. “Thanks for everything Eric. Will you do me a favor and keep an eye on him for me?”
“Anything for you. I won’t let him get into too much trouble tonight.”
You bite your lip and wipe the tears off your face, “I don’t just mean tonight.”
It takes Eric a second, but after all you’ve just said, he understands what you mean. “I will, you take care of yourself. He gives you a hug before hailing you a cab and returning inside.
You stare out the window during the ride back to the apartment. When you return you start packing up your things. After your bag is ready you pull out your phone looking for a flight out. You aren’t sure you could make any that are leaving tonight, so you change it to one leaving at 6:10 am. Sitting on the couch you wait for Jensen to return.
Over an hour later he finally walks through the door. You stand up as he sets his keys down on the counter.
“We need to talk,” you tell him. softly
“We do. What were you thinking trying to insert yourself like that? I’m still new here, I can’t have you pushing your way in the middle of things, or asking for special tours around set. What are they going to think?”
“As I told you earlier, I didn’t ask Eric to bring me along, I was going out to find my own dinner and ran into him when I was going to do that. He told me to come along, and that it was alright. Karl asked about me taking a tour, I didn’t push for one.”
“I can’t afford to have you rocking the boat here.”
“You don’t have to worry about that, I’m done. I can’t…I can’t do whatever this has become anymore.” You gesture between the two of you.
That catches Jensen’s attention, and he notices your packed bag next to the couch. “What are you talking about? Where are you going?”
“What I started to try and talk to you about last night. I don’t know what’s happened to us, but I can’t take it anymore. I’ve changed my flight to leave earlier. I feel like I am the only one trying to hold this together anymore. Right now you’re more worried about making a bad impression on people you’ve worked with for a few months, then about me. You barely answer when I call or text you. Any of our limited conversations anymore revolve around you, I doubt you could tell me what I have going on in my life lately.”
“That’s not true, you’re filming that…um…that…”
“The Netflix series? Maid, about a single mom fleeing from abuse and trying to make it with her child. We wrapped a few weeks ago. I told you that in Chicago.”
“You’re getting ready for Walker then.”
“You’re grasping at straws, Jens.”
“I don’t understand why you want to end things? What was the point of coming up here? Was it just to break up? Did you meet someone else?”
You shake your head, not believing what is coming out of his mouth. “I came up here to see if there was any way we could save our relationship. But when spending time with you cast mates, who are here with you everyday, is more important than me who you have barely seen, I have my answer. If you really need an answer to the last question it’s no. Honestly, going by all the pictures online, and dinner tonight, I should be the one asking that. But I know you better than that. At least I used to.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I don’t know when I became so unimportant to you, something that could just be tossed aside when I wasn’t useful.”
He looks at you in shock. “That’s not true and you know it.”
“I really don’t, not anymore. With everything going on in your life, there isn’t time for me. A backseat is okay once in a while, but it’s not a place I’m willing to stay.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Your career is really taking off, and I can’t keep up with everything. We don’t even live in the same county anymore. I just don’t fit in your life anymore, and I deserve better than what I’m getting.”
“Everything I do is for us.”
“You really going with that? After how you treated me this weekend? How you’ve been treating me the last few months?”
“Any girl would be happy to be in your place.”
“I don’t know when you became this self absorbed asshole, but that’s not the guy I fell in love with, the guy I planned my future with. I’m sorry Jensen, but I can’t take the hurt and loneliness that have come from this relationship anymore. I don’t want to cry myself to sleep over us another night, or wonder when you’re going to feel like talking to me again.”
“After everything I did for us, if you think it’s really so bad to be dating me, then there is no reason to drag this out,” he spits out, his anger rising. “Make sure to be out of the house before I get back to Texas.”
You give a small shake of your head, “if you knew how things were going with me. You would know I’ve been staying at my brother’s house because I wasn’t comfortable alone in yours. I don’t have much left there, it will be out soon.”
You grab your bag and head for the door, stopping before you open it. “I did love you, you meant the world to me. I told Jared no matter what happens between us, I didn’t want it to affect your friendship. I wish you the best Jens, and I really am happy for you and everything that’s coming your way. I just wish there was still room for me in your world.” Taking one last look at your now ex, you quickly exit the apartment.
Thank you for reading!
Chapter 6
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🍾☃️ Sastiel
Thanks for playing!! I apologize in advance...
SPN Fanfic
Characters - Sam Winchester x Cas (former snowman)
Summary - Sam discovers the magic of Christmas when he puts a scarf on a snowman who’s brought to life.
Word Count - 1930
A/N - This one got WAY away from me, obviously! It’s very loosely inspired by a new Netflix movie called Hot Frosty. I took several liberties with the plot to make it more drabble-friendly, and still ended up writing a ficlet!
Warning - Christmas Magic
Sam was on his way home from working a double when the sweet older couple that ran the hardware store across the street waved him over. He was tired, but they gave him a good discount on supplies and were sweet, so Sam did as he was bade and crossed the treacherously icy street to greet them.
“Hello, Sam, it’s good to see you!” cheered Belinda.
“Hey, Belinda, Steve,” Sam nodded to her husband as he sorted through some nuts in a box.
“I have something for you,” Belinda said, reaching under the counter. She pulled out a bright red scarf. It looked soft and cozy, definitely not Sam’s style.
“Oh, Belinda, I can’t. It’s not even Christmas yet,” Sam tried to reason.
“Nonsense. I’ve been working on this for you for the past week. Every day I see you walk by and you’re barely covered up. I made it myself, you know. Just for you.”
Well damn. Sam couldn’t argue with that. Begrudgingly he held out his hand and she placed the scarf gently into his palm. It was just as soft as it looked; a harsh contrast to his well-worn hands.
“Ever since that Brady left you for the big city, I’ve been worried about you.”
“Belinda…” Sam started.
“He was no good. And I hope you can get over him and find yourself someone who’s going to take care of you!”
“I’m too busy with work to find anyone, Belinda, but thank you. Y’all have a good evening!”
As he walked down the street, it began to snow. Sam cursed, rolled his eyes, and put the scarf around his neck. It cut the cold that made its way down his jacket, maybe it wasn’t such a bad addition to his wardrobe. About halfway back to his place, Sam came upon the town's snowman-building displays. There were all sorts of snow creatures, but the one that caught his eye was one that looked like it was a Roman marble statue.
It looked as though a man was coming up from the snow mound, only halfway finished, but with incredible detail. It almost looked as if the man were looking right into his soul. Sam stood and stared for a while, admiring the slight curl of the man’s hair and the swell of his muscles. If only he were real, Sam thought.
“Here, buddy, you’re looking a little cold,” Sam said, wrapping the scarf around the snowman’s neck. “I hope it brings you some warmth,” he added, then laughed at himself talking to a snowman.
He considered Frosty one more time, then turned and made his way back home.
The next morning, the whole town was abuzz with excitement. Everyone was standing on the street in little groups talking in not-so-hushed whispers about something that had happened the night before. From what Sam could glean in passing, a man had gone streaking down Main Street and then broken into the thrift shop. Seeing as nothing ever happened in their small town, there was no consideration that those two incidents might not be connected.
Sam shrugged it off and decided to let the authorities do their job. It was none of his business anyway. He was doing some work on Old Man Charles’s deck when he heard a deep, gravelly voice call out from behind him.
“It’s you!” the man said.
Sam turned around to see a tall, dark-haired man standing on the sidewalk wearing nothing but a pair of coveralls and a slightly familiar-looking scarf. He’d definitely remember meeting this man if he had.
“Hello,” Sam said, slightly taken aback by the familiarity in the man’s voice.
“It’s you,” the man repeated.
Sam stood, took off his work gloves, and walked over to the man, intrigued and concerned, maybe he’d hit his head and needed assistance. He had bright blue eyes that shone like icicles in the sun.
“I’m Sam,” he said, holding his hand out for the man to shake.
The man looked at his hand and tilted his head to the side. Then he looked back up at Sam’s face. “Hello, Sam.”
Sam squinted his eyebrows and smiled a little. He was an odd man.
“Do I know you?” Sam asked, unable to control himself. The man looked awfully familiar, in an indistinct kind of way.
“I don’t know,” the man said, not taking his eyes away from Sam’s.
Sam was getting flustered, no one made eye contact like that anymore. “Um, what do you know?”
“I know that you’re the first thing I saw and that you gave me this,” the man presented the end of the scarf.
There was no way. That was the same scarf Sam had put on the snowman the night before. Sam was too old to believe in Christmas miracles, there was no such thing as magic, but here was this man before him with no memories before Sam putting that scarf on him. This had to be some sort of prank. Had Belinda and Steve seen him give the scarf up and found some hot man to set him up with? Was this an elaborate blind date?
Just then, Belinda and Steve walked by. “Good morning, Sam! Who’s your friend?” Innuendo was thick in her tone and Sam knew where this was going.
“This is, um, sorry, I didn’t catch your name,” Sam said to the man.
“Oh, I don’t have one.”
“Your uniform says Cas, could that be your name?” Sam offered.
The man thought about it for a moment and nodded. “I like Cas.”
Belinda looked concerned for a moment. “What’s going on?”
“Oh, Cas doesn’t remember anything before last night,” Sam started.
“Sam gave me this scarf and I came to life!” Cas added.
Sam rubbed his temple.”Cas, that’s-”
“A Christmas miracle!” Belinda finished. “Sam, isn’t that the scarf I gave you?”
“Yes…” Sam hedged.
“And didn’t the Miller’s say there was a snowman missing from the display this morning?” She asked Steve.
“Yes, they did mention that,” he answered.
“Sam, did you happen to make some sort of wish when you put it on Cas here?”
Sam thought back to the night before, the conversation he’d had with Belinda, then the hope he’d felt as he wrapped the scarf around the snowman’s neck.
“I mean, maybe, but that doesn’t mean that he’s actually a snowman brought to life!” Sam was going to lose his mind.
Sam decided to take the man in until he recovered his memories. He’d leave him with directions to watch the TV and not burn the house down. Cas adamantly professed that he was not a fan of fire and that it was too hot in Sam’s house. He much preferred the partially finished basement, which didn’t have any heat running to it yet, which was almost freezing.
After a couple of days, Cas said that he’d like to help Sam work, so that he didn’t have to do it all by himself. Sam reluctantly agreed, but it turned out that Cas was a remarkably quick study. Sam started to grow attached to Cas’s innocent charm and quirky way of looking at the world. He’d never met anyone like him before.
Belinda invited them to a Christmas party, which Cas was very excited to go to. He liked meeting new people, even if he was awkward about it. Sam dressed him in one of his brother’s suits he’d left behind and a blue tie that went well with his eyes, and although Cas said he wasn’t cold outside, Sam put him in an old trench coat he’d gotten from the thrift store. It was lightweight enough that Cas didn’t immediately start sweating, so Sam called it a win.
At the party, Belinda was all too happy to introduce Cas as Sam’s friend to everyone in attendance. They all gave him a knowing, approving look. Sam couldn’t deny that he was starting to feel more than just physically attracted to Cas, but the guy didn’t know who he was, it wouldn’t be right to start anything with him when he could get his real memories back at any time.
There were lots of people in the house, and the heat was blasting, so Cas started to sweat profusely. He was having such a good time with everyone that he brushed off Sam’s insistence that he step outside for some fresh air. Sam convinced him to sit in the kitchen away from the fireplace in the living room. Maybe there was something to this snowman thing.
Cas was wilting and melting in front of his eyes. When Cas began to sink in his chair and stopped responding when Sam asked him if he was okay, Sam grabbed him under the arms and dragged him outside. He laid him on the snowbank on the curb and waited for him to come to, hopeful that the snow would cool him off enough.
After a few moments, Sam began to panic. There was still so much Sam wanted to introduce Cas to, so much he’d wanted to experience for the first time with him. He wished that he’d gotten to meet Dean. Then it struck him, he’d fallen for Cas in just a few short days.
“Kiss him,” Belinda said from behind him, surprising him.
“What good will that do now, we need to get him to a doctor!”
“True love’s kiss, Sam. This isn’t a time for doctors. This is Christmas magic!”
Sam didn’t waste any time. Not that he believed in Christmas magic, but the quicker he could get help to get Cas to a doctor, the better. Sam knelt in the snow beside this quirky man he’d fallen for and pressed his lips to Cas’s. They were cold, but still plush and soft.
Having proven that a kiss wasn’t what Cas needed, Sam turned to Belinda to demand that she go get Steve to help Sam carry Cas to the car. He was about to start barking orders when Belinda’s hand flew to cover her mouth in shock. Sam turned to see what was the matter when he saw Cas standing right behind him.
“Cas?” Sam asked, astounded.
Cas smiled a small smile. “Hello, Sam.”
“Cas!” Sam exclaimed, then threw his arms around him. He felt warm and solid and- “Wait, Cas, you’re so warm…”
“Am I? I do feel like I should be melting, only I’m not. In fact, I feel… shivery.”
Sam blinked away the surprise in his eyes and smiled wider. “You’re cold. Come on, let’s get you inside!”
“Wait, there’s something I want to try first,” Cas said.
He grabbed Sam’s hand and pulled him closer to him. He looked directly into Sam’s eyes, then closed his, leaned forward, and pressed their lips together. Sam responded in kind, holding on to Cas as they kissed. Under the pressure of their lips, Sam could swear he could feel Cas heating up.
“Aww!” Belinda said behind Sam. “This calls for champagne. Come back in boys before you turn into snowmen!”
Cas smiled so wide they had to stop kissing, and Sam chuckled, then shivered. Cas took the bright red scarf from around his neck and wrapped it around Sam’s.
“There, you look like you’re freezing.”
“Cas, you’ve never taken this off!”
“I think the magic has done its work, I don’t need it anymore.”
As they walked into the house, Sam heard the tell-tale pop of champagne being uncorked and the screams of several standers-by. With Cas’s hand in his, as they walked into the house, he certainly felt like celebrating.
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This is so random, but you have a lot of followers and people who read and reply to your stories and the fact that you reply to almost everyone or just interact makes me feel like I’m a warm star going to explode happily😭. Just getting that off my chest
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In honour of spn 15x20 and the anniversary of the finale being my birthday:
Sam Winchester is a tragic character and you cannot convince me otherwise. Everyone talks about the finale and how Dean didn't deserve to die. Sure but can we stop for a second and fully grasp how depressing it is to be damned to live? After your ENTIRE FAMILY, your whole support system vanishes, your found family or whatever, all DEAD. (don't tell me about that cop lady i can't remember her name atm) Your mother your father your BROTHER all dead. Years and years and years worth of memories and emotions and sacrifice and- You're just supposed to carry it all? Can you imagine that? The burden of it all? The angst the pain the suffering??
What kind of legacy is that? To live a life of constant painstaking reminiscence? To live in the shadow of somebody's demise? Of so many people's deaths?
That blurry wife and dean junior family wasn't some kind of respite for sam. To live despite it all isn't for SAM. It's not HOPE idk what IT is.
I will never forgive Supernatural for supplying the incest brothers with the same ending as the brothers from another CW show (derogatory) *cough cough tvd cough*. Sam and Dean's codependency and unnatural incestuous love deserved so much MORE.
They deserved to go out like Butch and Sundance in a blaze of glory.
See i get you can't give them both a 'happy ending' or whatever. I mean it started off as a Gothic horror show and they had to 'stay with the program'. But you could have them BOTH go out batshit crazy.
Dean Winchester did not spend years and years of his life and relationship with his brother(wife) moulding him from somewhat belligerent little brother to resigned-kicked- -puppy wife, for the narrative to just turn around and be like - ukw??? Sam lives another bunch of decades and has this weird imitation family where his wife is a blurry tradwife who also happens to go off and leaves Sam with the fruit of her loins. I refuse to believe that he was able to live a FULL life after Dean died. No way he did.
You don't spend that much time of your life with another person, let alone your own flesh and blood brother who you had an irrational erotic codependent relationship with, and then turn around and just live even remotely peacefully.
The narrative doomed Sam by making him live a long life. That's a tragic life to live.
I would have much rather preferred Sam dying right there alongside Dean.
There ain't no me if there ain't no you.
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Fair warning I haven't actually watched the spn finale i just know everything what with having casually been watching this show since school really and I REFUSE to watch it until-
1. I'm in a good place (mentally).
2. I'm back in uni for postgrad.
#Supernatural#Spn#spn 15x20#sam winchester#sammy winchester#dean winchester#supernatural finale#samdean#salmon dean#wincest#sam and dean#Putting this in the tags but does anyone have Kripke's original idea for the finale?#Ik his original original ending in s5 had dean jumping in the pit with sam but#I KNOW i read someplace that he would have their final final deaths be a MURDER SUICIDE?!?#Or a death followed by suicide by either brothers??#Idk which one is real#But it would be so on brand for sam and dean#Rather than one alive one dead
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imho (feel free to tell me your thoughts, whether you agree or disagree), the introduction of the angels spelt the beginning of the end for spn. by this i don't mean that nothing good could possibly come after; that's not true, there's plenty of good content after season 3. i mean that it dealt a fatal blow to the framework of the show. spn was not built to facilitate angels - kripke literally said that he used to have a "no-angel policy" in the first three seasons of the show (see bottom of post for link). despite being sci-fi/fantasy, at its core it was always a relatively small, intimate show. everything felt confined: within the us, within a select group of people. i know that sam was quite possibly always supposed to spell the end of the world, but the threat always felt so much more personal. sam and dean would be torn apart by something outside of their control, dean would have to kill sam - those were the stakes. it took their mom, it took their dad, their family tree was closing in on them, and with the way spn ditched characters quickly, it sometimes felt like they were the only two real people in the entire world. you could argue that those are still the stakes of seasons 4 and 5, just wrapped in apocalyptic packaging, and i agree, but it doesn't feel that way as viscerally as it could. they weren't supposed to deal with cosmic plots and religion beyond the spectre of it, sam having faith and dean not. the world was dirty and gritty and, all in all, shit. for all the audience knew, everyone either went to hell or just ceased to exist when they died. that's what the episode Road Kill was about. it brought meaning to the sacrifices that john and dean made when they weren't just preventing someone from being at peace in heaven. (although, to be fair, that allows for a different kind of horror; selfishly refusing to let someone go, even to a better place.) death was actually a scary prospect. everything was scarier because there was so much dark with no light, no counterbalance besides a handful of hunters. there was so much uncertainty, which bred fear. so, sure, the angels were douchebags, too, in the end, like everything else in the spn universe. but that doesn't change how much the world was expanded, how the afterlife became clear-cut, and sam and dean eventually ceased to be real, relatable people dealing with issues that, ultimately, resembled real life ones. crisis of identity, grief, strained familial relationships, child neglect, living in poverty, loss of humanity. even sam's story could have felt intimate and allegorical rather than literal if the show didn't pull out all the stops and throw itself down the pit of angels and demons and a ✨️ cosmic war ✨️ and everything that came after.
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spn s1 ep3 "Dead in the water"
more rewatch notes/commentary I have while watching!! :9
Ew Wisconsin okay...
“guys don't like buff girls.” WHO ASKED?? dumbahh person of the week. I don't even REMEMBER this episode and honestly, I blame you pal. I. Blame. You.
“be careful.” Okay so she's going to die then.
I wish I lived on a lake :(((
HELP THE SLOWMO... uhhh rip girl?? Ig..
Why does Dean look actually insane. He has like 100 newspapers, and his scribbling out faces and circling others 😭😭 i'd call the cops tbh..
Episode three, and second chick we see hitting on dean. It's just bc of his long eyelashes I bet.
LMAO “can I... get you anything else? 😏” “just the check please ☺️” LOVE YOU SAM.
The way dean immediately gives up trying to convince Sam about hookups bc lil bro is still distraught about jess. Like yeah... no way is a hookup gonna seem "fun" to a grieving man
The side eye Sam gives dean when he's telling him about how the people had a funeral for a missing person.
“a funeral?” “yeah for closure or whatever” “closure? What closure. People don't just disappear Dean, others just stop looking for them.” WOAH NELLY... I get it. Bro wants to find dad, dad to find monster, monster to be KKKKKKKKKILLED‼️
vaild.
Okay so Sam is tweaking because he wants to find John, and Dean is— NO WAY HE JUST SAID THAT. “im sick of the attitude.” DAD DEAN CHAT!! also no way he pulled the "I've been with him everyday for the past two years while you were off at school—" BRO.
Great more depressed. old. MEN.
does the loch ness monster exist?
Oh shoot broke dam!! More like... Dam I'm BROKE!!
Dean being good with kids part 1!! Also this is why I have a hard time believing he's so bad with Jack like... LOOK ST THIS.
Dean and his 3 woman in three episodes.
“must be hard with your sense of direction.. trying to find your way to a decent pickup line.” HEYOOOOO!! she ate that.
“‘i love kids’?? You don't even like kids.” “yes I do!” “name 3 kids that you even know.” LMAO NOT SAM GATEKEEPING KIDS LIKE ITS AN INDIE BAND!!! also yes he likes kids, he literally raised you Sam wtfdym?
Wait so late monsters do exist?? THE LOCH NESS IS CANON?? just not here..? Damn I thought since bigfoot was fake that would be too.
I'm pretty sure it's some ghost chick.
Yikes more dead...
“no wonder that kid was so freaked out, watching one of your parents die isn't something you just get over..” DEAN :((( I always forget he watched Mary die, cause like Sam too, he just doesn't remember it.
Dean is so good with kids :(((
STOP THEY'RE SO CUTE.
“when I was your age I saw something... anyways..” FUCK.
DWAHHH LUCAS TAKING THE PICTURE DEAN DREW ☹️
AWH HE GAVE DEAN A PICTURE!! they made a connection.
Oh shoot.. that man is so dead. “im gonna make some dinner”
OH SHIT ITS IN THE PIPES
your dead kid. D E A D. IDC tho you ain't Lucas
Ew don't dig in the dirty water. HOLY SHIT HE DROWBING. HE DROWBNIN
Damn.. and in dirty water. I could never.
Bill Carlton is cooked. Literally everyone he knows is dead now.. like damn. Wtf did he DO.
“my children are gone..its worse than dying..” MORE SAD OLD MEN OMFG.
Lucas drawing is important!!
Why don't these people ever be like “yea.. serial killer man..” LIKE A BELIEVABLE BUT STILL CRAZY LIE. "Why the FBI here?" "Serial killer." ITS THAT EASY.
Dean getting help from a kid AHHHHHHHH!!
“your... scared..? I understand.. you see when I was your age, I saw something real bad happen to my mom, and I was scared too.. I didn't feel like talking, just like you. But see my mom.. I know she wanted me to be brave. I think about that every day.” FUCK. JUST TEAR AT MY HEART STRINGS THEN DEAN. “and I do my best to be brave.. and maybe your dad wants you to be brave too.”
LUCAS YOU THE GOAT!!!
so now they are looking for the house Lucas drew and Dean like "man where tf is it?" And Sam's like "uh.. maybe let's look for the church?"
“ohhh collage boy thinks he's so smart!!” Dean the goat of this episode
Sam twitching because he doesn't know if or how he should bring up deans speech. Honestly now that I think about it Sam digs into deans personal stuff alot, mostly because Dean is jaded and hides stuff but IDK it's interesting.
“oh God we're not gonna have to hug or anything are we?” like you wouldn't enjoy that..
The churchhhhh
OMG THE BIKE. IT WAS BIG IN A DIFF DRAWING AND HERE IT IS AGAIN. omg wait it is important.
He's missing.. the kid with the bike.
HOLY COW. all the parents talking about how losing a kid is worse than death, and hey I know what canonically happens in death and uhh, idk if your right about that. Hell? eck.. ghost life?? yikes.. heaven? good but.. mehh...
Rip lil kid. Rip
HE KNEW BILLY. holy cow. Dead kid knew billy. Billy Carlton knows something is going on?? WAIT WHATS HAPOENING.
So wait is the dead kid the ghost..?
HOLY COW THAT BOAT FLEWWWW!!
Lucas having another vision??.. OH SHIT YEA THE GHOST GIES AFTER HIS MOM OR SMTH RIGHT??
THIRD TIME GETTING CAUGHT LMAOOO. “and your not really wildlife service..” HELP.
this cop made sus. Why you so mad these guys are investigating a murder?? They weird but like..
LUCAS KNOWSSSS..
This is kinda like a call forward or uhh foreshadowing to Sam's visions, which is kinda dope
LADY DON'T TAKE THAT BATH. NOT JUST CAUSE I DONT WANNA SEE YOU NAKED..
deans going back to town even after being threaten because lil kid was scared. GOAT. the goat I tell you.
“who are you and what have you done with my brother??” it's really not out of character for him Sam😭
DON'T TAKE THAT BATH LADY. YOUR DEAD. DOOMED.
oh whatever. I give up. EW MURKY WATER. CAN'T YOU FEEL IT LADY.
poor lucas.. lil bro bouta become an orphan.
LMAO DEAN THREW LUCAS OUTTA THE WAY. and Sam actually saved her 🤷
So wtf is after them. I DON'T REMEMBER.
Oh shoot puppy dog eyes Sam is back. “tell me what happened. Everything. 🥺”
More Lucas visions..
THEY FOUND THE BODY. or no? THE BIKE.
THE SHERIFF DID WHAT NOW.
No dead ghost Peter LEAVE LUCAS ALONEE!!
oh shit he did kill someone.
OH SHIT.
YOU WERE A BULLY?? EE. I HATE YOU. YOU KULLED HOM?? WTF.
dude no your daughter should stay away from you you freak.
LUCAS IS DROWNING.
Mermaid Dean 🧜
Sacrifice yourself for Lucas? Valid sheriff. Valid.
WOOO ITS OVERRRR!! MYSTERY SSSSOLVED!!
AW LUCAS IS TALKING AGAINNN!!
Dean teaching random kid his morals and tastes in music LMAO.
dean pulls yet NAOTHER woman. Are you fr?
One of my least favorite episodes tbh..
#spn#supernatural#spn meta#spn rewatch#oli watches spn#sam and dean#dean winchester#sam winchester#sam and dean winchester#water#Lake#spn s1#Visions
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Weekly Pond Newsletter
It's the end of the month today, and we have SO MUCH going on! Strap on your seat belt and let's go!
Old Business:
LiveChat event - Yesterday, we held our first livechat event in a long time, and we talked about Reader Insert fics and how to write them without alienating a large portion of your audience. It was a great chat, and we will be posting a recap of it in the next few days for everyone to read! In the meantime, members can read the chat in our Discord server, and add their own thoughts!
Last week's #TweetFicTues prompts -
New Business:
Angel Fish Awards and the June Prize Extravaganza - We have only received about a dozen Angel Fish Award nominations, and we have SO MANY MORE prizes than that to give away! Click here for all the details on how you can win fabulous prizes, too! The deadline is TONIGHT at midnight, EDT, so get your nominations in NOW!!
Pond Reader Insert Writing Challenge: Gender Studies - Our chat yesterday about Reader Insert fics and how to write certain aspects of them led to us starting our first writing challenge in years! Writing a Female Reader Insert Character (FRIC) is different than writing a Male Reader Insert Character (MRIC), even though a lot of the same aspects apply. Gender stereotypes are a thing, even if you're bucking them. The challenge is to write the same story twice: once with an FRIC and once with an MRIC. Everyone who participates will be entered into a drawing to win prizes at the end! Bonus entries can also be earned by writing an additional version with a Gender Neutral RIC, among other things. Click here for all the details on how to participate!
Fishing for Treasures - Next weekend is FFT weekend over at the @fanficocean and July's theme is RPF! Since our own SPN actors have now moved on to other projects, you can find a lot of them in RPF fics over there, too. Be sure to take a look!
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