#idk maybe i would enjoy it if i went w jack and sam

[sga-owns-my-soul]

adorable

Random Lore -

Sam tried the "work IS fun for me" bit exactly one time. Nymph gave her the biggest puppy eyes and she melted and hasn't skipped a single fishing trip

[acklesangel97]

Sad. Disappointed. Pissed off. Heartbroken. All the emotions. I just can’t believe they thought that was acceptable. I’ve got a few points to make.

* I just cannot get over the fact that not only they chose to kill Dean off but like THAT and THAT soon? Like, this man, this incredible man, has gone through SO much and suffered SO much and he’s just defeated god (didn’t even kill him, he spared him) so he can FINALLY live his life and be FREE and he barely gets to enjoy that before he meets his end at the hands of a fucking rusty nail sticking out of the wall?? NO! That’s fucked up! What even is that? He’s a hero! He should’ve died like a hero but not before he at least got to enjoy his life first. Or he could’ve retired cos god knows if anyone deserved to retire it was Dean Winchester. Just... a rusty nail? Really??

* And Dean’s death scene was so emotional, so heartfelt with some beautiful words and moments and I did cry a lot. But for me that scene, and even the scene at the end (and other scenes throughout the series involving the brothers) are ruined by w*ncesties. I feel like I can no longer appreciate Sam and Dean’s incredible bond and love for each other without thinking about them loving it for all the wrong reasons and making into something sick and twisted and thinking that they won and that their sick incest ship went canon. So they ruined that.

* WHY WASN’T CAS THERE??! It was established that he’s out of the empty, alive and well and helped Jack redesign heaven so why couldn’t he have appeared for one fucking minute?! I’m not even talking about destiel rn, Castiel was such an important and loved character on the show and saved the show more than once so why couldn’t he have been there? Greeted Dean in heaven? And after Bobby mention that Cas helped Jack, that was totally an opening for him to appear. Even if when Dean was driving he could’ve stopped when he found Cas, gave him a hug or something idk. Just so disrespectful to the character and to Misha.

* Now talking about destiel. I genuinely don’t think I would’ve been as disappointed in that finale if we didn’t get the “I love you” in 18. Cos before that, my hopes and expectations were LOW. I was expecting to be let down and to be sad. But then THAT happened and we were given hope and the show had a huge opportunity to make this finale iconic. Like the whole idea of Dean saving Cas from the Empty, raising Cas from perdition, coming full circle... that would’ve been incredible. What a story. But even just Cas meeting Dean in heaven would’ve sufficed. And they set it all up so perfectly for Dean to tell Cas he loves him too (I mean we all know he does anyway, we have eyes). Amazing character development. It would’ve been such a beautiful end to what can only be described as the greatest love story... I feel it was left so open-ended and incomplete cos Dean never got to say something back to Cas. And Cas was BARELY mentioned in the last 2 episodes. We were all annoyed at Jensen and Misha for not saying anything and saying 18 was Cas’ last scene and we didn’t believe them but they were just trying not to set us up to be disappointed. But alas, we are all clowns. Jensen even said he didn’t want to put Dean into a box and that he was open to all interpretations of that scene and how Dean felt, trying to give us some validation. So thanks for that boys, honestly. We should’ve listened.

* Why didn’t Sam end up with Eileen? Who tf was that random woman he married and had a kid with? I mean they wouldn’t even let the straight couple we all shipped be together?

* Maybe not quite as important but what was with that grey wig they gave Jared? And couldn’t they have tried to make his face look older?

* Also why did they bring back that random vampire from season 1 for like 30 seconds before killing her? Pointless.

* No one was at Dean’s funeral? Just Sam and Miracle? I know, Covid and all that but they surely could’ve gotten like Jody and Donna and a couple of the girls or other hunters they knew and stood socially distanced or something. Cos for all Dean’s died many times he’s never had a hunters funeral. Where’s the respect?

So yeah, not very pleased. At all. But this is what we’re stuck with. Can’t change it. Will I eventually make peace with it? Idk. I mean I have always said I would only be content if they were both dead in the end cos I couldn’t go on with my life wondering what one or both of them were up to or if they were ok. So it gave me closure in that sense. But they sort of dismissed the whole “family don’t end with blood” thing and the chosen family they made over the years and brought it back to just the brothers. And I get that Sam and Dean are at the heart of the show but the show became so much more than just them throughout the years. I think the beginning and the end were ok, I just didn’t like most of everything in the middle.

But SPN has introduced me to some wonderful people and an amazing fandom who are really like a crazy, dysfunctional family and I’ll always love it for that. It’s shaped so much of my life and who I am and it’s brought me a lot of joy and comfort over the years. I won’t abandon it or the fandom. And at the end of the day, there’s always fanfiction.

[nafaniel]

( SAM CLAFLIN + CISMALE ) —  Have you seen NATHANIEL FINCH? This THIRTY ONE year old is a MUSIC PRODUCER who resides in QUEENS. HE has/have been living in NYC for TWO MONTHS, and is known to be SUAVE and CLEVER, but can also be FLIGHTY and IMPULSIVE, if you cross them.  People tend to associate them with WORN & USED NOTEBOOK and BLACK COFFEE.

WEEEE I’M TRASH AND IM BRINGING ANOTHER MUSE WEEE okay enjoy the following tidbits about nayfan as I flesh him out. some wanted connections below! hit me up as usual :) 

NATHANIEL FINCH wow what an english name thats bc he’s an english bloke, born in good ol’ andover to a lovely mumsie and a pretty mediocre daddy-o. His parents split when he was a kid and custody went to his mother (his dad really didn’t care) so he followed her when she decided to uproot to America/NYC

Spent the majority of his life in USA so he holds dual citizenship but speaks with a more north american accent. occasionally has certain words/tones that sound quite british though (feel free to tease him i imagine people did growing up!)

He’s always been fond of and keen about music. He played the piano growing up and the saxophone in the school band, and learning music theory helped him dabble in a few more instruments — consider him a jack of all trades and master of none. not even mediocre, really. But Nathan’s got a fantastic ear for music and pursued that when he became an adult

SUPER RANDOM TIDBIT: Has a very very mild form of synesthesia where sometimes if he concentrates or is just thinking about music/focused on it, he sees colors in the notes. It’s really helped him arrange music and produce music by choosing ‘tones’ and ‘moods’ and he has trouble describing what it’s like!

anyway he went to school for producing music and very quickly made it big post -graduation. He has worked with some big names in the industry and continues to help produce tracks for up and comers (ones meant to make big buckaroos for companies) and established singers/artists. 

he flies around quite a bit for work but once an album or project is complete he gets some downtime, which he enjoys spending in New York. It’s the first time he’s been back in a long while and he’s here to stay for some time because his new projects/upcoming work based him in the studios here

connections!! 

musicians;; people who want him to help with their music/help produce their music? It could be a friendship or one side could be using the other just for a twist and smth different!

friends from everywhere;; since nathan travels lots i imagine he’s met people all around. it’d be cool if not all friends were just NYC based but maybe they met some other way and now run into each other/reunite in NY! 

exes? fwb? lovers? cHEATING? the side piece?  you know, the usual. 

rival;; i would loooove to have a rival for him and maybe for nathan he’s hit a rut in making music right now so someone to challenge him esp during this time would be interesting

fight/hate: idk im just in some random mood where i wanna write smth where they’re not friends for w/e reason and shit gets bad and they fight? just thinking of really different things to write than the usual cliche everyone is friends dealio!

[rachembol]

Dust in the Wind (Part 6/?)

Pairings: Sam x Reader (Eventually)

Genre/Warnings: Self-discovery, vengeance, grief, absentee father, typical Supernatural violence, cursing, fluff, shitty writing, idk probably typos?

Words: 1.9 k

Summary:  Life as a post doc was stressful, but your typical norm: lecturing in the morning, working in the lab in the afternoon, and finally grading homework and working on your publications in the evening.  Of course, that life came crashing down the day the sheriff of your hometown called telling you of your mother’s brutal murder. As the only child of a single mother, you had to return to your small Midwestern town to bury the only person who supported you and pushed you through everything.  While sorting through her belongings, you had come across a small box whose contents had you switching your title from Doctorate in Biology to Hunter.  What would become the search of your lifetime will not end the way you expect it.

a/n: This is my first attempt ever at writing fanfiction.  You know it’s garbage, I know it’s garbage, we all know its garbage.  Just trying to get the writing part of my brain semi functioning while also enjoy the interesting universe that is Supernatural. Please feel free to leave constructive criticism!

Series List | Part 5 | Part 7

You were jarred awake by the sound of a cellphone located on the other side of the room.  Barely lifting your head, you glanced at the clock sitting on the bedside table, it’s red numbers just bright enough to cause you to squint.

Five in the morning?  Why would a phone be going off this early?

A grunt followed by padding of feet across the floor alerted you to the presence of another person in the room.  Your eyes tried to track the stranger in the dark while your hands dug under your pillow for your gun.  When you couldn’t locate it, you began to panic, something the stranger had taken notice of.

“Y/N, hey its just me.” A voice called out to you. Hearing your name resurfaced the memories of last night, causing you to audibly gasp.  Soon after you learned of your father’s death, sobs had taken control over your brain and body.  You hadn’t been able to let go of the tall, warm human who had encased you with his frame, and he hadn’t mind it either as he wanted to comfort you as much as possible. You vaguely remember the boys talking to each other as Sam had picked you up and carried you to their car.  By the time you three had arrived at their motel, you were sound asleep in the back seat of the Impala.  Sam carried you again into their room and tucked you into one of the beds.  As you slept, voices crept into your dreams, some you recognized as the Winchester brothers, others you had never heard before.

Blinking at the bright screen, Sam muted the alarm he had meant to shut off last night.  He and Dean didn’t get to bed until about two thirty, after they had managed to get you here and update Jack and Cas on the situation.  It was fortunate that Dean had booked two adjoining rooms that had two beds each.  Since Cas never slept there had been a spare bed that was now being used by you.  Sam hoped that his alarm had only woken you and not the two others sleeping in the adjoining room as well.  After the alarm was quieted, he turned his attention toward you and walked over to your bedside.

“Sorry, I forgot to turn off my daily alarm last night. How are you feeling?”

Your panic had dissipated a few moments ago but the adrenaline remained.  You looked up to him, seeing those blue-green eyes looking at you with concern.

He’s always worried, isn’t he?

You sighed. “I’ve had worse hangovers in college, I’ll admit, but I never thought you could almost cry yourself to death.”

He didn’t quite know how he should respond. The boys have known you for less than twenty-four hours and during that time had been unusual to say the least. In an attempt to lighten the mood, you decided to change the subject.

“Also, 5am?  You get up at 5am every morning?”

That earned you a chuckle from the long-haired giant.  “I like to be up early and go for runs.”

“Oh, you are such a dweeb!” You yawned as you rubbed your eyes.  Sleep was calling back to you and the thought of running, let alone moving, at this hour was so depressing.

“I get that reaction a lot, however I’ve never been called a ‘dweeb’.” He stated, using air quotes when saying your favorite insult.  “What the hell does that even mean?”

Refusing to continue the conversation, you turned over and shut your eyes.  “I’ll tell you later, right now I need sleep.”

Pulling his phone back out to set an alarm for later in the morning, he responded to you.  “Alright.  We are having brunch with Jody around ten thirty, when do you want to get up?”

When you didn’t reply, he simply smiled and set the next alarm for nine.  He made a mental note about the coffee shop down the road should you not be ready to get up by then.  Finally, he placed his phone on his bed side table and climbed into his bed on the other side of the room.  Soon, both of you were sound asleep.

As it was programmed to do, Sam’s phone went off four hours later, waking the two of you.  Sam stood up from his bed and asked you if you wanted the shower first. After a moan of disapproval, as your body still did not want to move, he simply decided to take one first.

After you heard the click of the bathroom door, you removed your covers and sat upright.  Surveying the room, you fully realized the situation you were in.  Not only did you find out about Bobby, but you ended up staying with the Winchesters.

And now they want me to go to brunch with them?  And whose this Jody?  This had gotten out of hand.

They didn’t owe you anything, and you sure as hell didn’t owe them anything either.  Glancing to the door, you contemplated leaving just then.  You could call a cab to go get your car from the bar and then return to your motel to grab your things.  Hell, you could be pulling out of this town in an hour and the brothers would never know.

But why? Where are you going to go?

The thought had your stomach sinking almost as fast as it had last night.  Where were you going to go?  Not only were you now alone, with no family, but your only goal in life was achieved in the cruellest way possible.  Even though you had promised yourself you would return to academia after finishing this crazy goose chase, you knew you weren’t ready yet.  Something was nagging you, but you couldn’t quite place it.

A knock at the adjoining door shook you from your thoughts.  “Come in!”

The door slowly opened to reveal the older Winchester smiling at you.  Another man - in a trench coat? – followed behind him.

“Morning, Sweetheart.  Did you sleep well?”

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you nodded.  It wasn’t the best night of rest, but it was better than what you had expected.  Your attention was drawn to the other man, as his blue eyes starred at you intensely.  Catching on to his failure of introducing you two, Dean began to speak.

“Sorry, I almost forgot.  This is Castiel, he’s an angel; and I don’t mean that figuratively.”

“Ang- Angel?”  You stuttered.

“Yes-“  Was all Castiel could say before another person ran into the room.

What the hell, is this room a clown car or something?

A young man maybe in his late teens, possibly early twenties beamed a smile at you.  His demeanor lit up the whole room, surprisingly allowing you to relax a little bit.

“Hi! I’m Jack! It’s an honor to meet Bobby’s daughter!”

And just like that, your previously relaxed state shattered.  Of course, the boys had told their partners what was going on, you expected that. What you hadn’t anticipated was how you would react to it.  Dean caught on to your mood change instantly, as he also cringed at the naïve Nephilim’s bluntness.  

Holding the keys out to Castiel, Dean asked.  “Hey Cas, Jack, do you guys care to start loading stuff into the trunk?”

Castiel nodded his head knowingly and dragged Jack out of the room.  You looked at the boy disappearing apologetically.  It wasn’t his fault that he didn’t understand.

Once they were gone, Dean cleared his throat before speaking.  “I assume Sam had already told you about brunch?”

“Uh, yeah.” You responded.  “Just, why though?”

The question caught him off guard.  It was then that it became apparent to him that Sam hadn’t told you everything, hadn’t explained the father the boys had in Bobby. He walked over to where you were and sat down beside you.

“I assume you are asking why Sam and I are, uh-“

You interrupted him with a small rant you didn’t know had built up within you.  “Why are you guys doing things that make it seem like you care?  I am a nobody hunter.  So you knew him and were able to tell me the truth but, why are you both acting like you want me to stick around?”

“Because we do.” Sam’s voice came from behind you. You hadn’t heard the bathroom door open after he finished using it.  Closing the door behind him, he made his way over to you and Dean.  The smell of soap wafted through the room as he threw his things on his bed and then took a seat across from you two.

“Sam’s right,” Dean continued. “I don’t know how much you know about Bobby, but he practically raised Sam and I.  Our mother died when we were young; her death is what threw our father, and inevitably us, into the hunting life.  When we were still kids, we would stay at Bobby’s while dad would leave on long hunting trips.  Even after our father’s death, Bobby was always there taking care of us. When he passed, we lost our second father.”

His words felt like knives into your heart. The Bastard had been willing to raise them but not you?  Anger began bubbling up through your system, you could barely contain it when you spoke.

“You better get to your point, Dean.”

Knowing his brother was going down the wrong path, Sam chimed in.  “What he’s trying to say is, knowing that you’ve lost so much, we want to help.  We have been in situations where we had nobody, we had nothing.”

Hearing his words echo what you had just thought earlier sent a shiver down your spine.

“But during those times, we could always count on a few people, including Bobby.  And its because of those who stepped in to help us that we know we should always offer the same.  We don’t want you to be alone, and we definitely don’t want you to think you’re alone in this. What you found out last night, it’s unimaginable to know how you feel.  All we want to do is be there for you, if you want us to that is.”  Sam finished.

You knew what they were saying was right. All they wanted to do was include you and let you know you’re not alone.  Hell, they let you stay in their rooms without asking you a barrage of questions first.  One of them carried you while you sobbed and screamed.  As much as you didn’t want to admit it, these boys cared, and you were happy they did.

Giving in to your need of someone giving a damn about you, you agreed to stay with them for a little while longer.  Looking at the clock, all three of you realized you had only thirty minutes to finish getting ready and head out to the home of the woman you have heard so much about. You quickly showered, using the little shampoos and soaps that the motel had left out, and put your old clothes back on. You used the brush that Sam had offered to you to straighten out your hair and finally glanced over yourself in the bathroom mirror.  The woman that you saw was different, beaten and a little rugged.  She looked so different than the girl who walked across the stage when “Dr. Y/N Singer” had been announced all those years ago.

Series List | Part 5 | Part 7

[survivorelara]

Episode #3: “This tribe can literally suck my left nut.” - Toby

Well after goofing my confessional days (sorry hosts who have to figure that one out.) I got an alliance chat together so that we can communicate without goofing up the challenge the only downside is that we haven't started yet due to nobody being on. (The sucky thing of people having different timezones.)

I'm hoping we can pull another win out of this challenge, I'm trying to just keep things casual overall, I can't exactly start making big moves or anything out of the gate. (Making this 4-man alliance is as big as it's gonna get for now.)

Just gotta stay low, do my part in challenges, and work social magic on people... ew did I really try to tell myself that I have social magic?

I feel like a loser. Even though I was saved. I can be stubborn sometimes and it makes me look bad. I hate that.

ok I started writing this yesterday.... and then forgot to send it... anyways hi this games going pretty good still? we havent gone to tribal and i really think I have some good allies on my tribe. also legacy woo!!!! I’m a bit overwhelmed with work irl but as always I’m going to ignore it

RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304 RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304 RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304 RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304 RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304 RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304

oh? you want to hear about my master strategy? the one where i vote for odd instead of logan? well, it's actually a really complicated plan that involves: 1. voting early because i was about to go into a really long class that i cant use my phone in 2. that's it.   this is only the FIRST step that leads to me skillfully placing myself in the FTC where i win by a vote of 8-0-0.

Me? Sabotaging a challenge?? For a joint tribal council???

It's more likely than you think.

hi.......... so immunity challenge isn't going too well... half of our 24 hours is up and we're on 67. i mean that's mainly because no one was awake when i was so i really expect everyone to be popping off when im sleeping.... i don't want to go to tribal at all (even less than if it were to just be our tribe going to tribal, despite us having the numbers) because i can see this flipping on us somehow... or an idol being played or some shiz. hopefully,,,,,,,,, the other losing tribe if we go really aren't close and don't have our ~incredible~ group morale so the chance of an idol being played is minimised.... i can't really do anything rn except be optimistic and help with immunity but no one is on! ughhhhh if i dont get to play my legacy myself im gonna be s0000000 sad. i think if i go i'll give it to andrea bc i mean i knew louise beforehand but it isn't that fair to give it her because of pre-existing relationships... and andrea's a queen so.

Well we got into the challenge a little late unfortunately. I'm also worried I might be acting more... leaderly than I wanted to coming in, but hopefully I'm garnering more respect and appreciation rather than Oh, he's bossy, or Oh, he's good at this he's a threat, etc etc.

Ideally we wanna avoid that double tribal, but if we go then we'll just hopefully stay 6 strong, because I mean if we don't that means our tribe has a snake, which would suck.

I'm hoping to keep my, overall casually gameplay up, though my social game is lacking a bit, if I talk a bit more with people I think I'll be able to get people on board the Kori train.

We are currently at 420 as a score and I kinda hope it stays that way lawllll I doubt we are going to win but I honestly wouldn't mind some excitement as far as a tribal council will go. If we lose we will have 6 going against whatever other tribe we are againsts 5. So I wouldn't by any means say this is being thrown because we have all been trying however nobody has really been panicking today which is fun. I have really enjoyed talking with Big Z as we have been getting these numbers in together the last few hours, and am hoping if we swap together we will have a good connection going forward. I want to make everyone feel good and comfortable working with me

A combined tribal council... I really don't know how to feel. I'm already set for tribal council tonight, but I just want to know who will be attending alongside us. Like, its just something that is so defeatist and shit, but like if you fuck up on 203 out of all numbers and its just you and one other person... that's concerning.

Like that is my mood when I woke up. We lost at the number 203. Probably the other tribes are in the high 1000s and idk. I'm just begging for the worst at this point.

I take it back. No one cleared 500. That's just pathetic. Truly, it is.

Wow we were trash and now we have to vote someone out if it’s me I’m gonna 🔫🔫🔫🔫 everyone before I leave they’re all getting super soaked

FUCK BITCH! We're going to tribal with the other damn tribe. FUCK! No idea what's going to take place lol. Maybe if I keep a low profile I might be safe. IDK if being under the radar is such a good thing. I haven't played like this in a while. But if something happens I might snap.

THE STREAK CONTINUES

Although tbh I'm getting kind of bored with all of the nothing happening in our tribe so hopefully something interesting or exciting happens soon

https://youtu.be/tIiYdEMW6Dg

No idea what's gonna happen, and based on the vague implications, I think we might be seeing a swap of some kind perhaps of 2 tribes of 7 plus one person exiled.

ALTERNATIVELY It's a live challenge next... both have me mildly stressed but I'm ready to embrace either with open arms.

My patience grows thin with each passing hour that these Zosma's dont answer my one about this vote. At this point, Im gon a throw out a name to my Auva's and call it a day. But then again, Dylan and Odd are too awol to be trusted- thus aggravating me a little more. So if this is my final confessional of the season, better give me that OTTN5 edit.

Hello I hope we don’t swap I wish we went to tribal my tribe sucks and loris is definitely a snake and John is meh and Emma is inactive and kori is scary and I wanna work with zosma or like literally anyone else and I think I forhot someone OH big z he’s iconic but doesn’t talk to me smh

im so lucky lmaoo the rest of the cast can suck my dick also loris is kwl

I think we are probably going to rocks me and drew discussed the idea of getting both sides to vote for each other so when rocks are drawn we’d both be safe but he got worried about the idea of someone flipping and him dying which I understand but idk I’m ready to go balls to the wall

heuse1acToday at 4:05 PM Oh Sam calls me "dude" that might be my vote we're gonna have to see

DANI LIKES TO SING, KWEEN. Toby r e a l l y loves talking about himself. Sam is definitely straight. Unfortunate.

Y e e t h a w 🤠 Toby flopped in the counting challenge that I was ready to go the distance for & I’m not exactly sitting pretty for this joint tribal. I have a feeling that I could be targeted by Auva just because from an outsider’s perspective, I’ve done well in the past few challenges. There’s a lot of speculation that we’re gonna swap after this round, so I want Auva to know that I personally want to work with them in the future. Then together we can lower Revati’s numbers since they’re a bit too stronk right now. Drew T. tells me that himself, Drew H. & Roxy have been more on the “livelier” side as opposed to Odd & Dylan, whom I presume are on the bottom. Apparently Odd argued with the hosts as he was in the middle of a timed challenge & has rubbed some people the wrong way. So...why don’t we just vote out Odd for that reason? All I need to do is convince one person from Auva to flip & we avoid going to rocks, but I’m not shying away from rocks either. Dani said she’d go to rocks if Louise or I were in jeopardy, Roxy doesn’t want to kill me, Drew H. wants to play this game with me, & Drew T. let me know I wasn’t receiving votes. Maybe it isn’t the end of the world?

Toby finally found out that the idol was hidden under 39 & someone had already found it. I decided to stick to my guns by not claiming I have it because that only gives people incentive to vote you out. I have been leading Zosma’s votes which isn’t the position I’d ideally like to be in, but no one else is stepping up to the plate. I make my Odd pitch & say that we should tell the rest of Auva that they should vote out someone disposable to them instead of going to rocks for that person. Zosma & Auva are stubbornly solidifying themselves against the other for this vote, but I believe I could get Drew T. to flip. If not then I guess I’ll be drawing for rocks. :o

I want to make a longer one when I get home but for now im ready to did to rocks and join my boy jack in the robbed premerge with 0 votes club YEEEEEEEEET

Joint tribal is interesting. I think it will just be a tie. We will see.

Odd is voted out 5-3-2.