#jack did jack shit to everything but like lol cassie did NOT know any better

[lockedtowers]

i may have just realized that since cassie took a bunch of ‘wonders’ with her (esp h/atter’s ‘special collection’) when she went to the human land theres probably a decent amount of people thinking shes some type of drvg dealer—

[writingtoforgetreality]

“Who is she?” (Alexander Calvert x Reader)

Request: I would like to ask for something where Alex and the reader are dating and the two are part of the Supernatural cast, and they fake a fight in front of Jensen, Jared and Misha, but it ends in a cute moment. That's it lol. (by anonymous), [Actors-Masterlist]

Summary: You could not find the script you needed for an important upcoming audition. Still, you had to start practicing or you would not perform well. Luckily, Alex was always there to help you with your lines. But what would happen if things got out of hand?

Words: 1,937

Warnings: language, mentions of cheating, argument, protective!Jensen, fluff, (Y/E/C) = your eye color

If you like my work & wanna support me: a coffee would be highly appreciated ❤

“Alex?” you were currently in your shared apartment in Vancouver. Searching for a very important script, you slowly started to go insane. You could have sworn you put it right on top of the coffee table. Why was it not there anymore? Maybe Alex had seen it.

“Yeah?” his scruffy voice made you look up. He came straight out of the shower, only a towel hanging low on his waist. On every other day, this sight would have been an invitation for you but you had to find this damn script.

“Have you seen my script? I put it right there.” you pointed to the place where you last saw it.

“Um, I don´t know...Are you sure you left it there?” Alex got closer to you and started helping you. First the living room, then the kitchen. Soon after, it felt like you searched through your entire apartment, without luck.

“(Y/N), it´s time to head out. We´ll be late.” he disappeared in the bedroom and came out seconds later in a black hoodie and gray sweatpants. Why bother wearing anything else when you had to change as soon as you were on set?

“Ugh, okay. I´m coming.” it did not make sense to you. You needed that script. There was a very important audition coming up. A big movie with TOM CRUISE. Yes, you heard that right. An action film where you would portray his love interest. This would be your chance to really start at Hollywood. Your role in Supernatural was the first start and the fans loved you a lot. Just like Alex, you came around for the 13th season. At first, you were only meant to stick around for a few episodes. Just some girl who was saved by Jack and brought back to the bunker. The fans seemed to like you and they almost immediately caught up on the chemistry Alex and you shared. When you started dating, the writers decided to make your character Jack´s love interest. Now, the last few episodes were about to air and you still had not found your next job.

Of course you worked on it to change that. Supernatural was your first acting job, you were not the most famous in this industry. Jared had already found his next role: Texas Ranger. Jensen will be a part of the third season of The Boys. You were incredibly happy for them but it also scared the shit out of you. If it took them this long to be cast in another project, how long would it take you? That was something you should not be thinking about during your ride to the set of Supernatural. You should start preparing for the upcoming scenes.

The first half of the day was very productive. Ever since the thought of shooting the LAST episodes has sunken in, the crew really wanted to bring the best out of every scene. Still, Jensen, Jared and Misha loved to mess with Alex and you. There had to be enough scenes for the gag reel, right?

As the director called for lunch break, all of you made your way over to the catering area. You were not hungry, thoughts still with your lost script. Maybe you should just give them a call to let them know that you needed another script. No, that would not leave a good impression.

“When do we continue filming today?” Jensen asked.

“Uhhh, around 3 pm, I think?” Jared´s answer was not really helpful. Most days he had no idea about your schedule. One of the reasons that made you love him even more.

“For once you´re right.” Misha threw in.

Everyone headed back to their trailers, wanting to prepare for the next few scenes and relax a bit.

“Can you practice with me?” you asked Alex as you were walking towards your trailers. You did not share those because they were very small to begin with.

“Practice what? We rehearsed our shared scenes, like, a hundred times last night.” he chuckled, amused by your uncertainty. He knew how you barely ever forgot your lines or broke character yet you still wanted to keep on running through your lines.

“Nooo, I mean for the audition. It´s next week and if I don´t start going through it now I´ll be even more nervous.” you came to a halt, waiting for his reaction.

“I thought you lost the script?” Alex turned around to look at you.

“Misplaced. Anyway, I know the story more or less. We could just improvise. Please?” your big (Y/E/C) looked at him in a way you knew he could never resist.

“In my trailer or-”

“Actually, I think right here, outside, would be perfectly fine.” your smile grew. You loved acting alongside Alex. This role was not meant to be his but he was always happy to help you with auditions. You did the same for him. Recalling what was written on the script, you tried your best to explain the story to him. It was easy, really, your character found emails from another woman, arranging meetings that go way back, like seven months. The scene you had to prepare for the audition was you confronting “Tom Cruise” which ended in a big fight.

“Got it?” you watched Alex´ face closely, looking for any misunderstandings. A nod from his head made you get into character.

“Hey, honey, I´m home.” your back faced Alex, your body language seemingly tense. He moved closer to you as you did not answer him. A hand was held out to touch your shoulder but as soon as it came in contact with you, you brushed it off angrily. Turning around with tears in your eyes, Alex was impressed by how fast you could make this role alive, without even saying a word. You truly were magnificent.

“DO NOT call me honey!” you managed to keep the tears at bay, thinking it would be better to let them spill a bit later.

“What´s wrong?” Alex gave you space, getting the sign of you not wanting to be touched by him.

“Oh, so you don´t have anything to tell me?” your arms crossed in front of your chest, your eyebrows raising, waiting for him to answer you.

“Um, I´m not su-”

“BULLSHIT! Bullshit.” the second part was barely above a whisper, showing that, despite everything you saw, you still cared for him. Loved him, even. Alex just stood there, knowing what your next words would be like.

“How long has this been going on?” your gaze was focused on the floor, not wanting him to see your tears that now started spilling.

“She doesn´t mean anything to me. You are the on-” but once again, Alex was cut off by your screaming.

“Did you fuck her?” your voice was small, not wanting to ask this question but desperate for the answer.

“Sweetheart, I-”

“DID YOU FUCK HER?” this time you screamed at his face. Your emotions were all over the place.

What neither Alex nor you noticed was Jensen, Jared and Misha storming out of their trailers due to hearing screams. When they saw the scene in front of them, they came to a fast stop. Did they just hear that Alex had cheated on their (Y/N)? Someone who was like a little sister to them? Jensen made himself ready to storm to you, wanting nothing more than to punch Alex. Jared and Misha, though, held him back.

“Yes.” Alex sighed. “But it´s not like she means anything to me.” he once again came closer to you. This time you did not protest. You were too exhausted to react to it.

“Who is she?” scared of what the answer would be, you took a step back but looked straight into his eyes.

“Cassie.” you read Alex´ face as regret but as soon as you heard him say the name you could have thrown up.

“CASSIE?! MY BEST FRIEND CASSIE?!” you lunged towards him and started punching his chest, too weak to do any damage, but you were angry and did not know what else to do.

That was too much for Jensen. He ripped himself free and ran towards you, Jared and Misha following close behind. A shove from the side made Alex and you separate. Suddenly you were pulled back by two strong arms. As you looked behind, you saw Jared holding you close to him. As you focused your gaze back to Alex, you were shocked to see him in Jensen´s grasp. You did not quite understand what Jensen was saying but it did not sound good at all.

“Jensen, stop!” you wiggled yourself out of Jared´s arms and ran to save Alex. You tried pulling Jensen away but he was too strong. Even Alex could not free himself.

“IT WAS JUST ACTING!” your scream erupted which made Jensen stop in his tracks. Slowly, he let go of Alex who coughed a few times.

“What?!” the confusion was written all over Jensen´s face.

“Alex and I were just practicing for my audition next week. You know, the one with Tom Cruise? I told you about that.” your heart was racing, your breathing too fast. Jared and Misha were already at Alex´ side, making sure he was not hurt.

“Shit, I´m sorry. Alex, are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, all good.” he waved it off as if it was nothing. Typical Alex, you thought.

Suddenly you started laughing, replaying the scene in your head. Everyone looked at you weirdly but copied your actions soon after.

“Alex, he almost killed you.” by now tears were streaming down your face because you were laughing so hard.

“Hey, I didn´t even touch him.” Jensen complained.

“Oh yeah? Tell that my throat.” Alex stated sarcastically.

“That was acting?” Jared asked to which Alex and you only nodded.

“If you don´t get the job I´ll make sure to sue them, just so you know.” this time it was Misha who spoke up. This only made all of you laugh even more.

“Everyone back on set, please!” you could hear the director yell. Jared, Misha and you walked over, chatting and laughing about everything that just happened. Alex and Jensen, though, were a bit behind.

“Sorry again, kid. I really thought y´all were fighting. It sounded so real. You sure you´re okay?” he finished his sentence with a light chuckle, still somewhat ashamed of throwing himself at Alex like that.

“I´m fine, Jensen, really.” Alex laughed lightly. “Besides, now I know what happens if I ever hurt (Y/N) in any way.”

“You better take care of her and treat her like a princess. I´m serious.” Jensen had a stern look on his face but smiled anyway. You meant a lot to him and he could not bare the thought of anyone hurting you.

“I will. I promise.”

“Y´all coming or what?” you screamed at them from the other end of the set, waiting for the two of them so you could finally continue filming.

“On our way.” Alex said back, beginning to walk towards where you were standing. As he kept walking he thought about you again. How it was so easy for you to act out such a hard scene. Your talent amazed him. He really hoped you would land that role. From what he had seen so far, you were perfect for it. God, he loved you. It still had not sunken in that you were his. What did he ever do to deserve you? He knew he could not live without you and he would keep on reminding you of his love for you every single day.

Published (09/10/2020) by Cathy

Tags: @kalasyrtiaan, @blairrrose (thanks for your support <3)

[fcb-mv33]

Horner cheated on his pregnant wife. Max got his title gifted. Your daddy Jos abused his wife Max supported him in that. He's racist. Are you that dumb, Cassie? /

Op will gladly tell Christian all about how displeased they are about him cheating on his then pregnant wife so many years ago 🙄🙄. I'm not going to defend cheating, as it is a pretty dick thing to do especially to someone who is having your child but that is personal family matter, we don't know any of the parties involved, we don't know what transpired, we literally know jack shit. Cheating is wrong but it's not always an indicator of someone is good or bad like allegedly Lewis cheated on Nicole, does that make him a bad person? I say allegedly because like Christian these are rumors from the daily fucking mail. Your sources are a pile of bullshit. They're a joke. And please don't pretend to care about Horner's ex because I doubt you even know her name.

Pissing myself at the Max got gifted his title last season. Only team LH anons are so blind lmao. Did you even watch last season?

Fucking hilarious how you think op even tolerates Jos when they've been more than open about how much they hate and dislike him for good reason. Max was a kid and teenage during this period of time, if you were fortunate enough to grow up without an abusive parent literally shut the fuck up. I'm not going to speculate on Max's relationship with his father but there are so many red flags from stories about how Jos treated him, safe to say it wasn't a healthy environment at the very least. Unless you had a parent like Jos you can't say jackshit. You hear stories about it, Max had to survive them. You know who else suffered under Jos? Sophie, Max's mother. I'm pretty sure she still has a restraining order against him with good reason. Max's relationship with her tells you everything you need to know about Max.

Lol genuinely like I have Christian on speed dial I’ll give him a ring and let him know an anon is so displeased at him lol. Like seriously it’s bad af cheating is disgusting but Lewis has a good few accusations as well.

And they literally only watched the last three races and decided Lewis deserved the title lol, forgot all the other races where Max was so much better.

And if they looked through my blog they would know I genuinely cannot stand jos but he is Max’s dad…like you cannot expect a child to chose between one parent and Max did not cause he he literally loves him mother so fucking much…that’s not even a question so for them to bring that up is vile. But I like this…you got great points anon🧡🧡

[absandersons]

Unloveable

Pairing: Dean/Cas, as per usual lol

AN: A 15x03 Coda which definitely stems from my Personal Issues that are going on, but what can I do but write?  This is very very very VERY angsty and there’s no way around it lmao. 

Warnings: A G N S T, John Winchester’s shitty/physically abusive parenting

Words: 1580

Up on my AO3 here.

Dean had known a lot of different kinds of heartbreak. He’d lost his mother, his father, his friends, his brother, his first love, his youth, his innocence, but he never thought, really, that he’d lose Cas.

This wasn’t the heartbreak he had felt when Cassie had dumped him. That was a sharp pain, like someone was stabbing him with a thousand tiny needles. It wasn’t the heartbreak when he had left Lisa and Ben. That was a ripping sensation, like his heart was being torn in half, two pieces fluttering to the floor. As Cas’ footsteps faded, it was more all-consuming. An all over ache that he couldn’t shake, like someone had taken his heart and squeezed a little too hard.

This was his fault though, right? He had finally pushed Cas away, pushed him so far away that he couldn’t come back. Unloveable. That’s what John has always spit at him when he had made a mistake. Whether that was on a hunt or by not making Sam breakfast, that was John’s go to word for Dean. And Dean believed him. Everyone he had ever loved had either died or left him, pretty clear evidence that he really was unloveable.

He had operated under the assumption that what John said was true most of his life. He never stayed long, had no relationships that really lasted, and he was okay with that. Better leave before they got attached and realized what he was and beat him to it.  He hid who he was in one-night stands, leaving before the sun rose every time, because if anyone saw who he was, who he really was, they’d run as fast as they could.

And then he had gone to Hell. And Allistair’s torture wasn’t just physical, though physical would have been more than enough. With each cut, snap of bone, drop of blood, it was punctuated with things that Dean had never told anyone, but Allistair could see right through him.

“Unloveable”, he would sneer, sticking a knife into Dean’s heaving chest, “Your daddy really hated you Dean. And why not? What have you ever done? You break everything you touch. You’re unloveable.”

Allistair had taught him how to break others with precision, and he spent ten years hating himself while the destroyed others on the Rack.

And then, when he was 30, Castiel had entered the scene; with cracking lightning and bright blue eyes, he had stood too close to Dean, essentially not moving for eleven years. They had been through everything together. Allistair, the Apocalypse, Sam losing his soul, Cas’ betrayal, the Leviathin, Cas’ death, Purgatory, Naomi, Cas’ death....again, Metatron, Amara, Lucifer possessing Cas, the Mark of Cain, losing Cas again, raising Jack, losing Mary, losing Jack.....the list goes on.

Dean felt the pressure in his chest tighten, like he had been running a race, he felt out of breath, tears sprang to his eyes of their own accord, falling down his face as the echo of the bunker door rang in his ears. He thought of the awful words that he had hurled at Cas, playing on the things he knew would hurt the worst. Like he wanted Cas to leave. But he didn’t really, he had never actually wanted Cas to leave.He had never thought that Cas would actually walk out the door.

And now he had proved John’s point correct. He had proved himself unloveable, even to Cas.

He stayed where he was, gripping the edge of the table, his knuckles turning white and his fingers going numb from lack of circulation. He wanted that numbness to spread all over his body, calm his aching beating heart. He was still so angry. Angry at Cas, at Chuck, at Belphegor, at Rowena, at Sam, at Mary, at John, at the whole goddamn world for making him the one that had to save everyone, that Chuck had dictated every single second of his life and made him fall so in love with a stupid angel with his black hair and his blue eyes and his broken wings.

It was Chuck’s fault that he had torn himself apart from the inside out because of how he felt about Cas. How guilty he had felt about wishing he could bridge the gap between them and take and touch and possess and that was all Chuck’s fault. He didn’t want to be like this, he didn’t want to be in love with Cas, he didn’t want to be in love with any man, and it was for Chuck’s amusement, all of it. John had beaten the shit out of him for Chuck’s amusement, he had cried in a gas station bathroom when he was seventeen years old after having to leave the first boy he’d ever kissed in Spokane, Washington, and the shame that rose in his throat? All Chuck.

Dean wished, not for the first time, but certainly the most desperately, that he couldn’t feel at all. That his soul would be dragged out of him, thrown in a box and tossed to the bottom of the ocean, because this pain made him feel like he was being turned inside out, pushed and stretched and ripped and torn and there was nothing left of his already shattered heart to give to anyone else. Not that anyone else would ever want him. He could drown himself in one night stands, get lost in neon lights and drunken touches that slurred like the words in their mouths. But that wouldn’t fix the shredded thing in his chest, only numb its presence, and he didn’t know if that would make it worse or better.

Unloveable.  The word echoed in his head.

How long did he stand there? Minutes? Hours? Long enough for Sam to come upstairs and ask the words Dean knew were coming:

“Where’s Cas?”

Dean let go of the table. His fingers ached, circulation long gone.

“Moved on.”

Sam looked at him, not comprehending.

“Moved on? From what?”

“Me. Us.”

Sam was breathing hard, tears in his eyes again, but he stepped back when Dean took a step towards him.

“He’s gone? What did you say to him?”

“It’s his fault Rowena’s gone. His fault you had to-“

“You’re an idiot, Dean.”

“I-“

“I don’t even want to hear it,” Sam said, turning his back on Dean, pulling his phone out of his pocket.

“Cas? Hey man, can you,” Sam’s voice shook and Dean hated himself very much for what he had done, “Can you just come back? Can we talk about this? I know you couldn’t have gotten far and I’ll come look for you. Please Cas, just come back.”

Sam turned back to Dean, looking smaller than ever even though he was a foot taller than Dean, had been since he was sixteen.

“Why would you do that? Send him away?”

Dean longed to tell Sam that he couldn’t be around Cas when what he felt for Cas was fabricated. He wanted to tell Sam that he was broken beyond repair, that whatever was left of his heart couldn’t be salvaged, it lay in pieces on the floor, that this hurt him more than almost anything else, because he knew that he had fucked up, that this was wrong, but what was the alternative? Longing glances when the thought Cas couldn’t see? Touching himself at night and thinking of broad shoulders and dark hair and stormy blue eyes? Longing forever for something that Chuck would never allow him to have, that, even if he was in control, he didn’t think he would let himself have? It was better to be alone. He didn’t need attachments, when he and Sam had started this whole thing, when he was 26....so young, that was who he had been. He could go back to that. He could be alone. Because what the hell was the alternative?

“It was his choice,” was all he could say, and the words sounded hollow even to him. Sam shook his head.

“This isn’t his fault, mom, Jack, Rowena. That’s not him.”

Dean looked at the ground, he couldn’t say anything.

“And you know it,” Dean met Sam’s eyes. He could never hide anything from him. Not really.

“I-” he was scrambling to find an answer, not that he really had one, “All we need is family-“

“Cas is family, Dean, when are you gonna get that through your thick skull? I’m gonna go look for Cas.”

Dean didn’t even try to stop him. He heard the tires of the Impala pull out of the garage and he tried really really hard not to collapse to the floor.

Sam came back hours later, empty handed. He wouldn’t even look at Dean, but went straight to his room, closing the door behind him.

Dean’s own room was like the planet of Tralfamadore to him. He didn’t recognize anything in there anymore. He collapsed on his bed, drunk on his thoughts and the half a bottle of whiskey he had drank and he thought of Cas. Cas’ smile, his laugh, the way he touched Dean when he healed him. The way his face lit up when Dean started to sing in the car. His questions when they watched one of Dean’s favorite movies together. His hands. His hair. His eyes.

Dean was numb off the whiskey, but the shards of his heart still ached, knowing they would never be whole, because what was he but unloveable?

[caiotlyn]

Thoughts on 12x22 & 12x23

I finally got around to watching the season finale episodes of Supernatural, and whoo boy. This one’s gonna be long and crazy.

Thanks for the warning, @quiescentcastiel, bUT IT DIDN’T FUCKING HELP. THESE TWO EPISODES WERE A ROLLER COASTER. I’M SO DONE WITH THIS SEASON (thank the gods that it’s over because that finale was a complete joke--at least the acting was good).

As usual, there will be spoilers and a whole lotta cursing (this one probably more than the other ones because ~~season finale~~ lol).

1. WAIT IS JODY GONNA DIE. WHY WAS SHE IN THE PREVIEW CLIPS.

2. What the fuck. That is the creepiest shot of Mary I have ever seen.

3. NOO. NOT JODY. I FUCKING SWEAR TO GOD.

4. “DAY ONE” lol

5. That magical load-up thing was kinda lame looking lol.

6. Aww, the boys look so dejected. Oh my gosh, my heart. </3

7. IS THAT THE GRENADE LAUNCHER OH MY GOSH XD

8. DEAN FINALLY GOT TO USE THE GRENADE LAUNCHER BAHAHAHA

9. “Hey lunatic.” lol

10. NOT FUCKING JODY. I’M ALREADY SO UPSET.

11. GARTH IS ALIVE. THANK GOD.

12. YOU BETTER SAVE JODY OR ELSE I’M GONNA BE SO DONE WITH THIS SHOW.

13. OH FUCK NO.

14. WAIT. THANK THE GODS. SHE’S ALIVE.

15. I fucking love Jody.

16. That’s fine. Mary can die for all I care. She has been nothing but crap to everyone.

17. “We haven’t seen you since--” “--since you killed us.” lmao

18. I’m sorry, but Sam’s speech is cheesy as fuck ahahaha.

19. Oh Sammy, your hunter friends have no chance against the BMoL. You and Dean might, but not those other people...

20. Dean, have a little faith in yourself. Sammy needs you.

21. WAIT HIS FAITH IN MARY IS ACTUALLY THE CUTEST. (even if I hate her guts lol)

22. Jody and Alex’s mother-daughter relationship is the cutest.

23. “Bitch.” “Jerk.”

24. WHY ARE THE BMOL FUCKING KILLING EVERYONE THEY COME ACROSS?! THAT IS NOT FUCKING RIGHT.

25. This “tapping into Mary’s mind” thing is either gonna be really cool/heartwarming or the cheesiest scene ever lol

26. BABY SAMMY OH MY GOODNESS.

27. AWW LITTLE DEAN.

28. The American hunters just busting through the gate oml XD

29. YOUNG DEAN IS THE CUTEST THING

30. “I’ll never let anything bad happen to you.” “I hate you.” I ACTUALLY GASPED BECAUSE DEAN FINALLY SAID IT.

31. If Jody dies...

32. “I had to be a father, and I had to be a mother to keep him safe. And that wasn’t fair.” </3

33. YES. BLAME MARY. MAKE HER TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR ONCE.

34. THIS SCENE IS BREAKING MY HEART.

35. FUCK YOU KETCH.

36. HOLY CRAP. HESS. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT.

37. THE HEADBUTT. I LOVE IT WHEN DEAN DOES THAT BAHAHAHA.

38. Mary’s gonna bust outta nowhere and save Dean, isn’t she?

39. HAHA. I FUCKING CALLED IT.

40. That Winchester death stare lmao.

41. YAY. KETCH IS FINALLY DEAD. *throws confetti*

42. Hess calling Sam “Dean” was way funnier than it should’ve been. XD

43. Jody and that other guy behind Sam look so lost omg XD

44. DING DONG THE BRITISH BITCH IS DEAD.

45. Holy crap. That explosion of the BMoL base was cool.

46. Mary, you are not fucking abandoning Sam and Dean now.

47. The Winchester reunion is cute and all, but--WAIT NO. THAT GROUP HUG KILLED ME.

(...and that is the end of 12x22 “Who We Are!” Onto 12x23 “All Along The Watchtower” :D)

1. CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!!! THEY MISSED THIS SONG LAST SEASON FINALE (or at least I don’t remember it lol). THIS SONG MAKES ME SO HAPPY AHHHH.

2. This may have been a crappy season, but that intro with the theme song was the best thing ever.

3. CASSIE!!

4. “I’m very good at following instructions.” LMAOO

5. “Kelly, I know how hard this is.” *Kelly looks up with tears in her eyes* “That’s a lie.” I DIED.

6. HAHA. MARK SHEPPARD CRAWLING OUT OF THE GROUND.

7. “Oh hey, Sammy.” GODDAMMIT LUCI.

8. NOO. ROWENA.

9. Sam telling Lucifer to go to Hell, oh my goodness. XD

10. Alright, I’m kind of mad that Ruth DIDN’T GET TO BE IN ROWENA’S FINAL EPISODE. LIKE. WHAT THE FUCK. THAT SUCKS.

11. Um... what? What was that glowy thing that Kelly left on the car...? (that sounds so weird without context lol)

12. Sam and Dean’s ability to always believe in what’s good despite everything that’s happened constantly amazes me.

13. Cas. WHY WOULD YOU TOUCH THE WEIRD GLOWY POLE.

14. Who the hell are you??

15. WATCHING KELLY RECORD THAT VIDEO FOR HER SON WAS THE SADDEST AND MOST HEARTWARMING THING EVER.

16. DEAN JUST SOCKING CROWLEY IN THE FACE OH MY GODS

17. “You big, beautiful, lumbering piles of flannel.”

18. Sorry, Kelly. Cas got eaten by a weird glowy pole.

19. “James Novak” Haven’t heard that name in a while...

20. BAHAHA. DEAN STABBING CROWLEY IN THE HAND WITH THE DEMON KNIFE.

21. “pressure waves” ...oh my goodness. XD

22. That baby is gonna be nothing but trouble. NONE OF THE NEPHILIMS IN THE PAST HAVE BEEN GOOD!!! WHAT MAKES Y’ALL THINK LUCIFER’S SON WILL BE ANY DIFFERENT??!?

23. “A world without fear and without suffering and without hate.” That’s a friggin lie, isn’t it?

24. Heh. The weird-ass glowy pole.

25. That little crack at “The French Mistake” lol

26. Glowy pole world looks kinda like Purgatory.

27. BOBBY. OH MY GODS.

28. “It’s a world you never saved.” Holy shit.

29. Angel killing bullets sound so fucking cool.

30. ‘sup, Luci.

31. I friggin love Mark Pellegrino.

32. Sam and Dean just booking it oh my gosh XD

33. “Say hello to my little friend.” XD

34. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. CROWLEY JUST KILLED HIMSELF. NO. NOO.

35. Nephilim births are weird, man.

36. WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT THE FUCKING HELL JUST HAPPEN. CASSIE.

37. CAS AND CROWLEY JUST FUCKING DIED?! JUST WHEN I THOUGHT THIS SEASON COULDN’T GET ANY WORSE.

38. I gotta say, Mary punching the devil in the face was brilliant.

39. WAIT. FUCKING HELL. MARY JUST GOT PULLED IN WITH LUCIFER. I DID NOT SEE THAT COMING.

40. I’m so fucking done with this show.

41. CAS’S DEAD BODY. I’M SOBBING NOOO.

42. Jack is fucking scary, man.

43. I... I have no words for that ending. None.

I’M SO FUCKING MAD AND UPSET. LIKE--WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FINALE. CAS, CROWLEY, AND MARY ARE GONE. FUCKING HELL. THAT WAS A JOKE, RIGHT? RIGHT?!