#jo has that tall dark vibe UGH

[bikerbutchbait]

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found this adorable butchfemme blurb in my notes and i had to share! hope u enjoy let me know if you’d like me to continue it. mdni suggestive content.

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“so how’s your biker beau?” annie wraps her rosy lips around the white diner straw, eyes peering up at adelaide across the booth. she pokes her lip out. “she’s not my beau…” she sighs, slumping back into the seat. “thanks for reminding me.”

annie rolls her eyes, shaking her head and taking a fry from its home in the basket at the center of the table. she dips it into her vanilla milkshake, then pulls it out and sucks the cold cream clean off. “you’ve just gotta bite the bullet addy. take her by her leather collar and kiss her hard.”

“think i don’t want to? what i wouldn’t give…”

annie shakes her head, rapidly whispering no. “i don’t wanna hear about it until it happens. pull up your big girl britches and have sex.”

jo, the aforementioned biker beau, had been staying at the cider motel just off the highway. she wasn’t planning on being in town very long, but her buddy al met annie lou and everything changed. they started going steady and a month later they were planning the rest of their lives together. jo didn’t mind it though, she was glad to see al so happy. he deserved it.

that just left her in rough spot. they were planning on seeing the world together. two butches biking state to state, keeping warm under the comfort of one another. now jo spent her nights reading newspapers for job openings and watching the twilight zone.

a sudden knock on her motel door stirs her up. she ashes her cigarettes in an empty can of coors and rushes to the window. peering through the curtains, she slaps her hand over her mouth.

there stood adelaide, red lips and blushed up cheeks. manicured hands at the sides of her hips, dress just above her knees, and it was jo’s favorite color. sweet baby blue. sweet baby jesus, what’s she doing here all dolled up?

“just a second!” jo calls out, followed by the sound of commotion. she jumps around her room, throwing away empty beer cans and picking up her socks off the floor. then she tucks the covers of her bed in and rushes to open the door. “sorry to keep you waiting, pretty lady.”

adelaide could’ve melted right then and there. before her, a slightly sweaty and out of breath jo. comfortably in a wife pleaser and a pair of slacks. glasses pushed up into her short hair, and a toothpick hanging out of the side of her mouth. she stands there for a second soaking it all in, then realizes that she’s gawking with her mouth slightly open and stutters out a greeting.

“hi- hello. sorry. hi, i’m sorry.”

“nice to meet you sorry, i’m jo.” jo holds a hand out, letting a small laugh slip from her throat, smiling at adelaide. there’s heaven in that sweet serene sound of her laugh. birdsong and an angels chorus when she smiles. safety in the dimples of her cheeks. she looks incredible in the room’s low lamp lighting.

adelaide laughs like it’s the first time she’s ever heard a joke in her life. the kind of laugh that makes you stumble and hit your knee. grab your stomach, fall back. shimmy and shake it out of your body. the kind that squeezes tears out of your eyes, and it’s all so endearing to jo. because god this girl is cute, and it wasn’t that funny.

“wanna come in?” she moves out of the doorway. adelaide nods, carefully stepping in. one hand is in the other now, she starts to nervously fiddle with her fingers. looking down at the copper carpet, how the color contrasts with her brightly colored mary janes.

“is everything okay?” jo has closed and locked her door now. she’s standing next to adelaide, close enough to make her breath hitch and get stuck in her throat. she wants to look in her eyes, but she can’t. she’s lost in the freckles speckled all over her strong arms. addy can tell she works with her hands, and can very easily get lost in the imagination of her lifting heavy objects. getting dirty under the hoods of cars. lifting her shirt up to wipe the sweat dripping down her forehead…

“yes. yeah jo, everything’s fine. i just wanted to see you. i got you something.”

jo’s heart swells as the words leave the girl’s mouth. she watches as she pulls a wrapped gift box out of her pocket. the poor girls hands are damn near trembling. she hands it off to her, then puts her hands behind her back and bites her lip.

jo wastes no time opening it, carefully discarding the wrapping paper to unveil a small box. she pulls off the top to reveal a silver watch, something she’s been wanting to get but swears she didn’t have the “time” to do it. that she’d come around to it. she takes it out of the box and examines it further, noting that it looks incredibly expensive before flipping it around to see her name engraved on the back.

her jaw drops and her eyes grow wide as saucers. “oh fuck, addy. can i give you a hug?”

she smiles and whispers a soft “sure” before being embraced warmly. she can’t get enough of feeling jo’s body on hers. the woody scent of her cologne, the heat from her body, subtle skin to skin. it was enough to make you dizzy with desire. they’d only hugged for 10 seconds but it felt like a lifetime.

jo pulls away, putting a hand on her head and patting it forwards. “wow adelaide this is- wow. this is really something, you know?”

“it’s just a little something. i know you’ve been wanting one for a while so i-“

jo scoffs. “it’s more than a little something addy. my names engraved in the back, how’d you manage that?”

the shy girl tsks. “guy at the shop did it for me. you deserve it jo, really. you deserve something special.”

jo feels fireworks exploding inside of her and she can barely contain herself. overwhelmed at the happiness those very words gave her. she looks at adelaide with nothing but love in her eyes and steps closer to her. “i gotta tell you addy, i’ve never wanted to kiss anybody as bad as i wanna kiss you right now.”

silence and a spout of tension before adelaide closes the gap between the two of them. she took the front of jo’s shirt in her hand, twisted it, and pulled her lips onto her’s.

sweet sweet bliss. a fervor burning in the air around them. jo’s hands on addy’s waist. addys hands on the back of jo’s neck. nails scratching at her with a want. a need. deep desperation and pent up sexual frustration. one could almost ask how long has it been? a damn hot minute.

jo pulls away but there’s an obvious pain about it on her face. addys got the widest smile plastered on her very own. so big and dumb, lipstick smudged all over her lips.

“even better than i imagined.” jo wipes some lipstick off her chin. she plants a sweet kiss on the sweet girl’s nose, then pulls her closer by her waist.

“better than you imagined? how long have you been imagining this?” addy wraps her arms around jo’s neck, staring deep into her glistening eyes. “how about i show you just how long i have?” jo responds without missing a beat.

adelaide can feel the heat rushing to her core, legs growing weak at jo’s touch. her fingertips slightly grazing at her sides. the way her eyes wander all over her body, with longing. a lustrous desire spreads throughout her body and the sight alone makes addy feel like she’ll explode.

[spnwatch]

Season 2: The Rankings

Whew. Oh boy.

They were still puttering about in season 1 to an extent. But now? Now they’ve really hit their stride. This season was a veritable chocolate box of delights and I ate my way through it. The overall myth arc was kind of nonsensical, but that emotional throughline? Christ. Spn buries SO MUCH emotional complexity into its leads, and they cashed in every cent in that two part finale. It packs one hell of a punch. And yeah, okay, I knew the broad strokes, the twists and turns. It’s hard not to be spoilered for a season of tv that aired over a decade ago. But reader! It mattered not!! I. Still. Wept. That’s when you know it’s the good kush.  1.) 2x12: NIGHTSHIFTER. This one just snagged the top spot by merit of its sheer ambition. Supernatural often feels like a very empty universe to me, just two guys and one car drifting from place to place. Which is fine, it makes for compelling TV, but they totally flipped the script here and this episode really dazzles precisely because of that contrast. It’s a huge, cinematic episode, a metropolitan setting full of uncontrollable elements, and it’s great to see Sam and Dean so profoundly vulnerable. The outside world is pressing up against the windows. They have sniper dots trained on them! They are, literally and figuratively, out of their depth! We’re not in Kansas any more, baby. God, I haven’t even mentioned the supporting characters. The entire mandroid rant deserves an Emmy. Victor Henrickson’s entrance! Heist movie antics! Agh!  10/10  

2.) 2x07: THE USUAL SUSPECTS. Again this episode was a cut above precisely because it showed us what the brothers look like from the outside: sketchy as all hell. It’s so good when reality ensures, because it’s great to be reminded they lead objectively insane lives! Through Linda Blair’s eyes we get to see just how unknowable, feral and amoral they appear to the eyes of polite society. Put under a microscope like this, they’re scary guys! They’re just not socialised like normal people. They don’t really care about being arrested, or about the felonies. Getting arrested is an irritant above everything else. They’re still working the case from the inside. They’re professionals; excellent liars, and totally in sync with each other. The handwritten notes they pass, like delinquent school kids! A delight! The thrill lies in watching Blair slowly unwrap their strange logic, and unravel the mystery of both the brothers and the ghost. Ugh, what a great perspective shift. I’m 100% here for it. 10/10 

 3.) 2x09: CROATOAN. Ugh, this setting. Small Town Gothic, complete with eerie mist, hostile locals and creepy Stepford vibes. Sam really shone in this episode. He’s so soothing and giant, and it made his suffering at the end all the more devastaing. The real reason this episode ranks so highly is their conversation in the surgery. It just killed me. Dean’s sheer, bone-deep exhaustion, his admission that he’s tired of the life. Sam’s despair, because he knows Dean won’t leave. The performances were so steller. I can’t even really think too deeply about it because it makes me too crazy. 10/10  

 4.) 2x21: ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE: PART ONE. I loved this finale so much more than the finale in Season 1, LOL. It might just be because I’m more invested now, who knows. The opening of this episode is a piece of art: Boston playing on the car stereo, the rain, the small cafe, the lighting. Gorgeous. I love when they have to interact with ordinary people! It adds so much: texture, humour, personality! It draws things out of Sam and Dean that we just don’t see when they have each other to bounce off of. It was so good to see Ava and Andy again. “I just woke up in freakin’ Frontierland!” The gang’s all here, folks! This episode would rank higher, but recieves minus points for the long boring speech the demon gives Sam, and killing off the first gay in the show 0.2 seconds after her introduction. Anyway. The ending of course unzipped me; Dean cradling Sam’s dead body, muttering “It’s okay, it’s not even that bad.” The elation of their reunion, so devastaingly cut short! Sam, twenty two years old, bleeding out in the mud. The sheer, hopelessness of it all. The horror. My notes for the end of the episode simply read: “Dean oh Christ. Oh my God. Oh no.” It’s just one of those scenes that stay with you long after the credits start rolling. 9/10   

5.) 2x20: WHAT IS AND WHAT SHOULD NEVER BE. I never thought I could be so profoundly upset by watching a man happily mowing a lawn. Dean’s trauma over the loss of his mother has undercut the whole show up until this point, and here it bursts to the fore. What really got me was the simplicity of it all. Just a sit-down dinner, an engagement. A beer on the porch. Fuck, he deserves it. He deserves everything. All the performances were great, they really served to show there’s a whole life in these AU characters. The fact it wasn’t all perfect was bizarrely more devastating. AU Sam’s weird straight hair and dorky jacket sealed the deal for me, as did his baffled terror in the warehouse. But even here, with no training and no idea what’s happening, he gets into the Impala! Because that’s his brother! Because I’m a huge baby I had to remove points because of how upsetting I found Sam’s quiet hostility towards Dean, HA. But that’s really just a testament to how well-realised their dynamic has become by the second season. 9/10  

 6.) 2x15: TALL TALES. Every single thing Sam does in any of Dean’s memories. Also alien slowdance set to “Lady in Red.” Also Bobby breaking them up like they’re petulant children. Gold, all of it gold. 9/10 

 7.)  2x11: PLAYTHINGS. So I’m a slut for a cool setting, obviously. Turns out, Supernatural did The Haunting of Bly Manor fifteen years ago. The swimming pool! The attic! Creepy dolls! The weird little playground! This episode has it all! I loved the saga between the ghost sister and the old lady, which would honestly make a killer movie in its own right. But I’m digressing. The main star of this episode was, of course, Dean’s profound and escalating sexual insecurities. “Well, you are kinda butch. People probably think you’re overcompensating.” FATALITY. I would’ve placed this one higher but the weird incestuous undertones kinda squicked me out... however, I did think we were meant to be creeped out by it, which is more than I can say for some other uh. Instances. It was, after all, beautifully paralelled at the end with the two sisters reuniting in death. “I can’t leave here, and you can’t leave me.” SHUDDER. Also, honestly, can Sam have one (1) breakdown on his own without Dean’s own emotional baggage taking over? Older siblings, smh. 9/10

8.) 2x22: ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE: PART TWO. This one ranks lower than part one purely because I thought the yellow-eyed demon’s overall plot was kinda nonsensical, and I cared not for John’s weird deux ex machina moment. Like do you expect me to feel sorry for that bitch? I don’t! Anyway, that being said, let’s move on to Dean’s eyes in the junkyard when Bobby asks him, “do you have that low an opinion of yourself?” They’re so flat. So dead, like a shark’s. He doesn’t need to say anything back, because it’s all over his face. That non-expression says it all. This is the culmination of the emotional arc that began with his savage beatdown of the Impala in episode 2x02. To call it survivor’s guilt wouldn’t even begin to cover what Dean goes through this episode. It’s all in Ackles’ performance; in the the way he yells, “What am I supposed to do now, Sammy?” The complete claustrophobia of it all. There’s nothing for it but to make the deal. Dean’s been moving inexorably towards this moment for the entire season. 9/10   

 9.) 2x13: HOUSES OF THE HOLY. What a kooky little episode! Magic fingers! Sam’s costcutter seance purchases! The scooby-doo placemat he uses as a makeshift altar! I love him, your honour. Obviously this episode has a lot of *~dramatic irony~* in it because of the later seasons, but it stands alone as a total banger. I was so gutted for Sam when the "angel” was revealed. So many good little Sam moments to be found in this episode. His soft, quiet little revelation that he prays every day. His awkward, earnest explanation to the horrified priest! Dean gets some great moments chasing down the would-be rapist down those dark, snow-covered streets. His speech to Sam where he explains his lack of belief is brief, but it’s a total gut punch. Rounding it off with Knockin on Heaven’s Door was just the cherry on top. 9/10 

 10.) 2x14: BORN UNDER A BAD SIGN. Ahaha I love the way Dean acts whenever Sam’s psychic powers come up. He treats him like a rebellious teen, it’s so funny. “What’s going on with you, Sam? Smokin’, drinkin’?” As if Sam’s behaviour was a) at all under his control or b) anything Dean wouldn’t HIMSELF do. Dean’s just like, this isn’t how I raised you! Truly hysterical. The whole sequence between Meg!Sam and Jo was fantastic and horrible. Sam’s huge physique is never threatening, but it really was in that moment. The interplay between them was totally spine-tingling. Meg’s impression Sam slowly crumbling away over the course of the episode was so compelling and I’m sure it will be a really fun rewatch now I know the *twist*. 9/10  

Favourite lines this season: 

The way Sam says “black cat’s bone” in 2x08

“You’re not gonna go kill somebody because a ghost told you to, are you insane?!” - Dean, 2x13

“Dean, this is a very serious investigation, we don’t have time for your blah blah blah blah.” - Sam (according to Dean), 2x15

“I’m fine, except for every single thing that’s happening.” - Ava, 2x21