#kripke what is wrong with you

[lonewolf638]

see ppl make posts saying "deangirls would explain deans' habit of sexualizing/watching fetishizing porn as a trauma response bc of john" all the time but didnt think i'd fr see someone say that on twt.com like u ppl r wild

[purgaytorysupremacy]

listen. do not make me come on here and defend andrew dabb in the year of our Lord 2024, year 3 PF (post-finale). have I not been through enough? have I not suffered? do I not deserve rest?

[spn2006]

so was anyone gonna tell me that the original plot for Simon Said was the most fucked up shit i've ever read in my life or was i just supposed to find out from the supernatural season 2 wikipedia page myself

[samdyke]

oh fuck me she literally did

JUMPSCARE OF MY LIFE WHEN THE CREDITS OF THIS MOVIE STARTED AND “WRITTEN BY ERIC KRIPKE” POPPED UP

[godmadeaterribleerror]

It Was Smiling Down - A No Love Lost Bonus Chapter

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Author's Note: Ryan Butcher I'd die for you. If Eric Kripke EVER does you dirty he will have to answer to me personally. Title from San Francisco by the Mowgli's.

Word Count: 2.3k

Summary/Warnings: A Ryan pov Chapter! Takes place between Chapter 26 and Chapter 27. Usual warnings.

Tags: Soldier Boy/Supe!Female Reader, canon divergence, tooth-rotting fluff, slightly angst, pre-established relationship

Ryan Butcher doesn’t really trust people. As a whole, they haven’t proven themselves to be that trustworthy. They mostly lie to him, or hurt him, or yell at him things that haunt him when he can’t sleep. Things about how he hurts people, when he doesn’t mean to. 

He never means to hurt anyone. It makes him feel heavy and sad and sick, and then the sizzle of flesh or crunch of bones has to be added to his nightmares, along with all the other faces that he did something bad to. Mom said hurting people was bad, and that we should treat others with kindness.

Dad said it didn’t matter. Dad said that people were like toys for them—the stronger, the better, the gods—to play with. That if Ryan broke one or two spines, or smashed four or five people into buildings, or punched a dozen people’s faces into their bodies, it didn’t really matter. The toy box was infinite, so they’d find a replacement. Dad said that humans couldn’t stop reproducing like cockroaches, so killing a few, or a lot, was if anything a favor to the universe.

Ryan had told Her that once. Not what his Dad had said—the mention of Dad always made Her face look sad, and Ben’s face look angry—but that cockroaches reproduced a lot. She’d been visiting him and Ben during training—all of them sitting on the floor, Ryan cross legged and Her leaning against Ben’s body—and Ryan had said it for a reason he couldn’t now remember.

She’d paused, frowning at her sandwich, then looked up at Ryan with a soft, curious gaze. “Do they? I mean, all bugs reproduce quickly for survival purposes, but I don’t think cockroaches are that remarkable at it.”

“I, I don’t know.” Ryan had mumbled, his eyes dropping to the mat. He didn’t want Her to be disappointed in him, even if she’d never been before. “I just heard it somewhere, I guess.”

“Huh.” She’d shrugged, reaching over Ben’s body to grab one of his fries that he always told Ryan tasted like fucking Styrofoam, but still brought every time she ate lunch with them. “Maybe I’m wrong-“

“No.” Ryan’s head had shaken nervously, because if Ben had taught him anything it was that She was almost never wrong. “I, I must have gotten it mixed up, I don’t know what animal reproduces the most-“ 

“Seahorses.”

Ryan had looked back up to Her, to see her grinning at him. All teeth and a warm affection that made the twisting feeling in Ryan’s gut fade. “Seahorses?” 

She’d nodded, humming an affirmation. “Up to 2,000 babies at a time.” Then She’d twisted around to look at Ben, her face growing just a little brighter than it had been before as Ryan saw their eyes meet. “And the men give birth to them, Benjamin.”

Ben had scowled. “How the fuck is that my problem-“

She’d pouted at him, and Ryan had seen them do this a million times before. She poked him, and he poked back, and neither of them ever really meant it, and it would go and go until one of them—probably Ben, Ryan had seen Her talk circles around their whole weird little family all at once with breaking or faltering—gave in and shut the other up.

“Would you give birth to my seahorse babies, my love?”

“I’m not giving birth to fucking shit-“

“But would you-“

“No.” Ben had grunted, rolling his eyes. “Because men don’t give fucking birth-“

“Seahorse men do. Seahorse men get pregnant, and then give birth. Which is usually how that process goes, but in seahorse societies it’s considered masculine. The men give birth because they love their partners and don’t want them to be in pain-“

Ryan didn’t think that last part was true, but there was usually a point in these arguments where She started to tug at Ben’s shirt with a soft, teasing smile, and said words that didn’t need to be true, because they were almost always her winning blow. This hadn’t been any different, because She’d cut herself off with a small yelp as Ben pulled her further into his lap, leaning down to kiss her.

Ryan had found somewhere else to look for a few minutes. He’d gotten good at that, at reading when he had to pretend that his two trusted adults weren’t maybe seconds from having sex on the floor. They never did, and it didn’t really bother Ryan—they both smiled twice as much when they were done, and Ryan had seen a lot worse than the way they always seemed to be eating each other’s faces—but he still had to wait it out.

When it was preceded by one of their fake arguments, it usually lasted a little longer. The kissing would stop, and they’d just look at each for a minute or two until She turned back to Ryan and Ben’s arms locked around her stomach.

That was Ryan’s favorite part of this. How She’d keep talking to him with a wide, happy expression that Butcher had called Her ditzy fuckin Soldier Boy smile, and Ben would just look at Her.

Ryan really liked how Ben looked at Her. It was an expression of something soft and powerful that he’d only ever seen on Ben’s face, only ever directed at her. It was relaxed and adoring, but still solemn and firm in the only way Ben seemed to know how to be. Like She might be the only thing that Ben knew was real, and he wasn’t bothered by that at all.

It wasn’t like Dad had looked at Stormfront. That had been meaner. Like they were always in a fight—not one of Her and Ben’s play fights, which were more like a cat and a dog swatting at each other before the dog flopped over, and the cat climbed on top of it, but instead a violent, bloody war—and were trying to see who’d snap first. Dad had looked at Stormfront like he was waiting for her to stab him, but wasn’t sure she would.

Ben looked at Her like he’d handed her the knife to carve into his body, and She’d made a face and thrown it away. 

Ryan hadn’t really ever seen Butcher look at Mom, but he hoped it had been a little like that. It was what Mom had deserved, even if Butcher could be a cock fuck bitch with his head tonguing his own ass, in Ben’s words.

But Butcher was getting better. He’d apologized for saying Ryan had hurt Mom—he hadn’t meant to, he never meant to, and he still had nightmares where Mom’s guts were spilling out of her body, and she looked right through Ryan like he was a ghost—and mostly didn’t talk to Ryan about Dad anymore.

Nobody really liked to talk to Ryan about Dad. Ryan knew She would, if he asked, but he didn’t want to ask. He’d never forget what Butcher had shown him—about Mom and Dad and Her—or how, for the first two months Ryan had lived with everyone, She’d been gone because of Dad. Because of Ryan. 

Not your fucking fault, kid. She’d kill me if I let you blame yourself for your pussy fuck dad’s actions.

That was why Ryan talked to Ben about it. He didn’t coddle or lie or sweeten the truth, he just grunted words that—when Ben said them—always seemed to be the inherent truth. Dad wasn’t Ryan’s fault, and Ryan was getting stronger, and it was okay that Ryan got afraid because it he wasn’t a pathetic fucking dickless pussy about it.

Ryan asked Ben if it was okay to hurt people, and Ben told him if they fucking deserve it, but only if they deserve it, and Ryan decided that sounded right. And She said most people didn’t deserve to be hurt, and very few things were truly unforgivable, so Ryan could try to figure out what things were really wrong, and then hurt the people that really deserved it.

Dad deserved it. When Ryan wasn’t afraid of Dad, he was angry at him. 

“Do you get angry?” He’d mumbled over a breakfast in Her and Ben’s apartment, and She’d hummed, tilting her head.

“I do. We all do. Anger is our brains telling us that something is unfair, and a lot of this isn’t really fair. So yeah, I get angry.”

Ryan had nodded slowly, turning to Ben as he approached the table from the kitchen. “Ben, do you-“ 

“Course I fucking get angry.” Ben had dumped three large pancakes onto Ryan’s plate, then two larger ones onto Her’s, then a smaller one onto his own, and ignored Her glare as he dropped into his seat. “This whole goddamn thing-“

She’d cleared her throat, eyes narrowed at Ben. “Benjamin.”

“What-“

She’d given a pointed look to his plate, then back to him. “You need to eat as well.”

“I’ll be fine, Sunshine, you and the kid need more than I do-“

She’d cut one of Her pancakes in half, moving the bigger piece to Ben’s plate, and he’d scowled. They’d both been silent, glaring at each other for almost a minute, and then Ben had grunted. She’d leaned back into her chair with a smug grin, and everything had moved on.

Neither of them had been mad, though. Ryan had thought that glaring and frowning was only about hatred, but when She and Ben glowered at each other it seemed to be more of a standoff. An act or show or contest of affection that neither of them ever seemed to be upset about losing.

They were never really mad at each other at all. Ryan had seen them yell at and taunt and mock each other, but there always seemed to be something under it that sounded like I love you. I’m allowed to call you a dumb dumb or pain in the ass, because I love you and we both know I don’t mean it, because I’m “fighting” with you, but I’m also holding onto you like you’re a buoy in the storm.

Ryan wanted to love someone like that. He wanted someone to love him like that. Because Ben never seemed to really think she was mad at him, even when she called him a cunt or idiot or asshole. Ryan himself didn’t think she was ever really mad at Ben, because he’d watch Her hit Ben’s arm with a fake pout or glare, but she’d never flinch or cower away from him. She was always touching Ben, and she was never afraid of him. Ben had hurt people, Ben was just as dangerous as Ryan was, but She only touched and looked at him like he’d fallen from heaven for her to have. She always kept her hand in Ben’s, or her body in his arms, or their legs pressed together. And she always looked for him. And She always seemed to be happier when she was talking to and looking at Ben, with just his presence never failing to make her smile.

And Ben loved Her. It seemed like love in movies Ryan had watched with Mom, or that he’d read about in books he’d found tucked in corners of Butcher’s apartment. But real. Ryan didn’t think Ben was capable of being really, truly mad at Her, and she seemed to know it. Ben would roll his eyes at Her, and grumble that she was brat, or glare at her in a way that would be dangerous if it wasn’t at Her. Whenever Ben glared at Her it was so painfully fake Ryan wondered if Butcher had been lying when he’d told Ryan not to mention love around those two twats, they ain’t aware that they’re fuckin obsessed with each other yet after She’d returned, because Ben didn’t seem capable looking at Her with anything but love painted over his features.

They certainly knew now. Everyone knew, because every third sentence out of Ben’s mouth was another declaration of love for Her. Every single thing Ben did seemed to be something for Her. Ryan would eat dinner with them, and he’d see Ben pass Her a fistful of stolen chocolate under the table. He’d watch a movie with them, and She’d would be holding Ben’s arms against Her, and Ben would kiss her in the dark and snort at her jokes and get Her and Ryan snacks whenever either of them so much as mentioned the word hungry. He’d train with Ben, and ask a question about punching, and Ben would grumble about how She said you could punch people and be a pacifist, like Muhammad Ali, and she was always fucking right about that shit. And She was a genius. And a better person than every other fucking pussy on the planet, so they should both fucking listen to her. 

Ben carried Her in his arms wherever she let him, and She never stopped smiling at him, and Ryan had decided that if he ever loved someone—far in the future, when Dad was just a faint, reoccurring nightmare—he’d love them like Ben loved Her.

Ryan would never be like Homelander, because he’d never lock up or hurt people he loved. Ryan would be like Ben. And that felt easier, because Ben never demanded that Ryan follow in his steps. He was just there, and trustworthy, and Ryan wanted to be strong like him. He wanted to protect people and do things for them. He wanted to never speak or think of his Dad again, because really their family was Ben and Her, a stained hole that didn’t really matter and Ben wouldn’t let hurt them, and Ryan. It was Butcher forgiving Ryan, because he was trying, and She said the most important thing anyone could do was try to be better. 

He was really trying to be better. Ryan didn’t really trust people, but he trusted Her and Ben when they said that this wasn’t his fault. He believed them when they told him what he knew, that Ryan really didn’t mean to hurt people.

And Ryan hoped that, after Homelander was dead, he’d get to have a life where they kept smiling at each other—and him—and Ryan never was made to hurt someone again.

End Note: Catch Ben in his Dad era, coming to a No Love Lost chapter near you (in all seriousness I hope you guys liked the extra pov! An outside perspective on how down bad they both are was very fun to write)

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[superunnaturalsammy]

Man I gotta say a controversial take..

If you hate Wincest shut up about it ok.

Hear me out, I am not personally a Wincest shipper, it's really not my cup of tea. However, I'm also not a fuckin thought cop and I feel like posting over and over about how much you hate something other people like is stupid.

They aren't real people, I will repeat, SAM AND DEAN ARE NOT REAL. So the whole 'it's immoral' argument is a bit silly, people aren't saying that this is fine in real life, as far as I know Wincest shippers know it's wrong (maybe part of the appeal IDK). These shippers aren't advocating for real life incest they just like the idea of *fictional* characters together stop policing other people's minds.

Another thing, if you hate it so much why are you thinking about it constantly like if you posted about it less you'd probably get less posts recommended about it. It's amazing the way you can curate your internet experience. Simply block people who post content you don't like and block tags of things you don't like. It's so irritating to me, because I will see one overt Wincest post a day but I will see a dozen anti posts every time I open the app. Most of the time I see people bring it up they are antis. I just hate seeing people posting that they wish they could purge people who like a ship from the fandom. Who's next as well, we start with Wincest and then what, Destiel? Sastiel? Sabriel? like again y'all sound like cops.

And lastly, if you don't like Wincest you may need to just find a different fandom. Wincest is baked into the fandom, it's a ship that has existed since the beginning (it may be the oldest big ship in the fandom). There are references to it in the show, it's something that Eric Kripke and Sera Gamble wrote into the show, you can't remove it because it is part of the show. You don't have to like it or ship it or interact with it but you can't get rid of it so either suck it up or leave...

Thank you for coming to my TED talk LMAO.

TLDR: Stop complaining constantly about ships you don't like.

[sampegger]

rewatching the first season of supernatural (to remind myself that this show used to be good) and man. sam really did try so hard to get out. he tried so hard to go back to college and leave that family. you'll be watching an episode and it'll be like "who're you texting?" "my friends from stanford, i'm trying to keep in touch with them" and "i'm just taking some time off to deal with jess is all" and every "we need to find the thing that killed mom and jess" is said with such urgency and purpose because it needs to happen now. sam needs it to be done and over with so he can go back to school, coming back to the life was done with purpose and intent to accomplish a single hard set goal as fast as possible so he could move back to stanford and never look back. like, watching the scarecrow episode with meg, seeing sam agree with her notion that at least they're living their own lives and nobody elses, it almost made him ditching her and going back to save dean feel like it came with a sense of... guilt? he's going to listen to john about chasing some random hunt instead of finding azazel because he can't leave dean to follow john's every order all alone. yes, he saves dean, and feels pretty good about his choice to come back in the immediate aftermath, but it feels like a betrayal to himself in the long run, like the edges of that choice were tinged with a wrong feeling deep in your gut. and i feel like that's part of what makes the original kripke era hit so hard, is that, if you stick to the original planned ending, there is no getting out. no matter how hard sam fights to just be normal, things were always going to end with him and dean dying together tied to their inescapable fates. i just. the original kripke run of supernatural was so good and looking at the first five seasons as their own separate entity really. it makes the entire narrative that much more devastating to look at.

[neum6ns]

you guys wanted more, so you shall receive!! some of these r a little bit x reader bc how can i watch that perfect woman on my screen and not headcanon how she acts with her partner (especially after seeing the way she acts with sameer 🙃)

mkay one of my favourite headcanons is that this woman does NOT have a blood type (or her blood is EVERY type… idk how blood types work). my girl can give anyone a quick little at home blood transfusion!

i have to disappoint yall and say that none of the fan theory’s that vicky is still alive have convinced me. she was killed off from bad writing and i think we all need to slowly begin to accept that (unfortunately 😣). should she have been able to sense something was wrong the second butcher grabbed huggies shoulder? yes! should she have gone into defense mode since zoe was there and been on high alert anyway (especially because she didn’t 100% trust anyone other than hughie)? yes! we can even see in the background that victoria tells zoe to stand behind her, but alas she was still killed off 😒.

^ genuinely i think they had no idea what to do with victorias powers. she’s genuinely so overpowered and they dug themselves an even deeper hole by making her durability basically on-par with (or stronger than) translucents diamond skin.

on the episode where they are all on the farm (4x05) my girl should’ve been able to pop all of those stupid v-ed up animals and carried on with her day. but no, eric kripke again had no idea what to do with someone so powerful - the only thing she killed that episode was a chicken. a fucking chicken.

in this episode we really see just how well vicky is able to sense heartbeats and use her powers (contrary to tiktok fanboy beliefs) WITHOUT HER EYES!! ugh i love when the boys all slowly begin to realise their noses are bleeding and that vicky is there. this scene also shows that she knows who’s heartbeats are who’s, since she didn’t make stans nose bleed like she did everyone else’s!

okay back to the headcanons i got a little carried away there.

my favourite head canon is that when victoria got pregnant with zoe, she knew at the earliest point she could. she didn’t even need to take a pregnancy test. she could feel her body changing. i love that victorias powers are so connected to the human body - it’s such a huge contrast that she’s felt alone her whole life but to use her powers she needs someone else to use them!

^ (kinda to do with f!reader) also to do with pregnancy but she can change fertility and periods! she can definitely tell when someone’s period is coming, in my mind she can also help soothe cramps. she can increase (or decrease) fertility. using her powers like this are something that she strongly advises against and wouldn’t even do to herself. she thinks it’s wrong to interfere with the natural body (maybe she’ll give in at somepoint and ease your period cramps but she swears she’ll never do it again!)

i think i got a little carried away… these aren’t proofread so literally ignore if nothing makes sense HAHA. feel free to drop any vicky requests in my inbox!

[lightofraye]

who made you the arbiter of Jensen's life choices? he's the one living with them and all this "jensen supportive" and "jensen concern" is a self-indulgent exercise in spreading hatred and negativity to make yourself feel better. i don't know what you are claiming to be paying attention to when you don't take his words of love and support at face value. twisting his words and hating on his wife and friend is not "real respect". at best, you're prying. at worst, you're wrong and hateful.

Hello anon.

Sigh. Okay.

I’m aware you won’t believe me when I say I’m genuinely supportive of Jensen, of his career and his life, and I pay attention to all aspects—not just his words. I see the paleness, the haggard look on his face that y’all missed last year. I see the strain in his smiles. I pay attention to how he fidgets when he talks about Danneel, the lack of specifications when he tells stories about that—which, by the way, are indicators of false stories, not real ones.

What you so-called stans miss are all that. You’re in denial all the time. Even the worst of photos, all the comments I see are “He’s soooo handsome!” “He’s looking sooooo good!” And I have to twitch and go “Really? With those lines of strain and unhappiness?”

And I’m not the only one. See… non-fanatical fans and even outsiders notice it too. They’re genuinely baffled at y’all insisting Danneel and Jensen have great chemistry and are beautiful together when their kisses are as cold as fishes, when their body language is of him pulling away from her and her pulling him back to her.

When y’all are ignoring every mean thing Danneel says by excusing it as “she’s just joking!” and yet there’s no sincerity anywhere else…. I question what y’all think is real love.

I’ve never heard him say anything about her being supportive of his career aside from “Go get work, no vacation for us!” Or: “Don’t whine to me, go cry at Kripke!”

I’ve never heard him tell stories of loving, sweet moments of just the two of them in bed (no, not about sex, geez), just reminiscing about something funny or sweet with the kids that day. Because there surely should be ONE moment like that.

I’ve never heard of him once saying she was there for him after the Rust shooting. When he had to excuse her lack of support and presence due to a fear of flying—which was never mentioned before, ever.

It’s immensely telling that there’s a lack of that. I’ve followed couples on other social media married longer than the Ackles, or together longer than the Ackles, and their stories read VERY genuine and real.

The Ackles’ do not. Period.

I have many reasons to dislike Danneel, all of them stemming from her actual behavior. It’s legitimate. She’s an abuser; I refuse to support abusers.

Jensen is separate from Danneel. Yes, it’s actually possible to do that. Y’all just don’t like the fact I point out her abusive shit because you want to remain in denial.

I do respect Jensen. I do care about him. I do support him.

It’s the rest of you—and Danneel—that don’t.

[dotthings]

So the creator of Supernatural is now out there saying everything I've been saying about how the show isn't just Sam and Dean, the show has been about their family too, and why it's disheartening that all those characters were absent from the finale due to covid reg cuts. Because the show isn't just the brothers it's about family.

Eric Kripke just acknowledged the wrongness of dumping found family from the series finale and you're laughing.

Every stan who said we were wrong to care about found family on spn and we were crazy to say spn isn't just about the brothers, every stan who tried to gaslight us about the fact that found family was supposed to be part of the finale, and that they belonged there because it would serve the story, every stan who tries to hide and excuse their hate with "because it's about the brothers," every stan who virtue signals about "platonic bonds uwu" but they obviously only care about the 2 brothers and no one else is important so get over it.

Every last one of them just tripped over the series creator and fell on their face. Not like they'll ever acknowledge it or care. But that's what just happened.

This anti found family narrative from certain stan accounts started before Destiel became a major thing, fyi.

I've loved this part of the series since the very beginning, and if you love found family on spn you do wind up with deeply stupid hateful people attacking you and trying to gaslight you about spn and trolling you just for paying attention to the actual show. The whole "hellers are so delusional" trope in fandom where some stans try to pin the problems on ships and shippers? Complete bs on several levels, more than you might think--because they did it to found family, all along, and still do it.

SPN is about Sam and Dean and their family. It's about love in all forms. Anyone saying otherwise missed the point of SPN.

[cha-lii]

if it had been hughie the shapeshifter turned into, and annie that they tricked and raped and proposed to - there would have been monologue after monologue this episode about how violated annie felt.

and if hughie had blamed annie for even an instant for not realising it wasn’t him or for being raped or accidentally getting engaged to a person who had the same face, body, voice, mannerisms and memories as him - the amount of unholy backlash hughie’s character would face in the show and from fans would blow him away.

why are people (and the fucking shitty writers) so fucking quick to dismiss hughie’s trauma and accept annie’s wrongdoings just because he’s a man and she’s a woman? being a man doesn’t immediately make you the wrong one, and being a woman doesn’t excuse your mistakes. like, they both suffered huge amounts of trauma - why should either of them have had to apologise for what happened to them? and to the people saying “oh annie forgave him and they made up immediately after” no - she told him to get an std test and somehow that made everything okay again?? seriously?? roles reversed, how would that have felt coming out a man’s mouth to a woman?

fuck kripke so much

[lol-jackles]

tumblr /jenmishperceiver/747567018487726080/i-think-if-anything-put-the-final-nail-in-the> I've seen this assumption before and imo it's spin: Jensen said repeatedly that he told the group he wanted to think about the script, went home TO HIS WIFE and said he was uncomfortable, who then suggested calling Kripke, ect // In all the retellings, I've never actually seen it said Jensen fought with the writers OR EVEN TOLD THEM and Jared he was uncomfortable until AFTER he'd changed his mind to agreed

Bitter Destiel shippers are those kinds of people who fall for IRS telephone scams.

You're correct, Jensen never said in any of his retellings that he fought with writers nor did he tell them or Jared he's having a hard time "digesting" until AFTER he talked to Kripke and was convinced by Kripke that "Carry On" was the right ending for fans. You know, the real fans who watch the show for what it really is: Sam's hero journey with his beloved brother, Dean.

That said, while you're correct that it's Jensen's job to sell the concept, he has also been pitching a Dean-led spinoff for years. Remember his "dream" (X) that he pitched during the SPN press junket?   I didn’t side-eye his PCA campaigns or his pursuit for Dean-centric storylines, but I did raise my eyebrows at his ballsy move to publicly pitch his post-Sam projects in front of Jared and Misha. What does the jenmishperciever's Anon say about that? Hummm?

Actors are always pitching their project ideas, they're just a bit more subtle about it. I'm certain Jensen had hoped the "dream" would catch on with the fans and they would campaign for it. Except not even AAs were down with the idea. Casual fans even less so. Lucky for you I saved the screenshot from the article:

Reading through jenmishperciever's Anon's self-soothing fanfiction is like watching bread grow old right before your eyes; same delusions we've seen for the past 12 years. Blame Jared for playing Sam who was in the way of a fake fetish ship from becoming canon that Less than 1% of the SPN audience ships. Said Jared's drunken arrest (I refuse to call it a bar fight, it was a group hug gone wrong) could have threaten the ENTIRE filming of the SPN final season while ignoring Anthony Starr's drunken arrest, which by the Anon's logic, would have threaten the ENTIRE filming of The Boys.

Lol they still pretend to believe that Kripke gave the SPN rights to Jensen when Kripke is SUEING WB over profit participation over SPN.

The only thing Jensen cared about with his SPN spinoff was lens crafting, which was why The Winchesters was a Shein version of an AU fanfic. Remember when Jensen told TW cast “don’t fuck it up for me”? After 15-20 years, Jensen is used to lead actors/Jareds doing the heavy lifting in carrying the show and being leader of the cast and crew and he benefitted from the sweet spot as #2 on the call sheet i.e. the good guy who is friends with everyone.

If Jensen keeps trying to be in charge of SPN projects, SPN fans’ reaction is going to be the same as today Marvel fanboys’ reaction every time they hear Kevin Feige’s name: “What did you did do this time you Son of a Bitch!? What train did you derail this time?”

Since Supernatural ended 4 years ago, the bitter Destiel hellers and AAs are stuck in a time loop of step 1 through 4 of grief (denial, anger, bargaining, depression). S tep 5 is acceptance, which is long delayed due to Jared’s continue success i.e. Walker in it's 4th season and #1 scripted show for CW.

[eisforeidolon]

RSJ: It took Creation 15 years to figure out what the people really wanted.

Jensen: To get this right.

RSJ: Finally.

Jensen: They really - they just don't trust me up here alone.

RSJ: That's what it is.

Jensen: They're like, he's gonna need a chaperone.

RSJ: A chaperone and I have a little buzzer in my pocket that gives him a shock if he starts to say the wrong -

Jensen: [pretends to be shocked] Somewhere Jared just flinched, too.

RSJ: Right. It's got a long transmission.

Jensen: It does, it works really well.

RSJ: How'd it go, you did this with Rob Benedict?

Jensen: Uh ...

RSJ: Last week, right? Recently? Was it great?

Jensen: Yeah. It was ... okay.

RSJ: Was it - I feel like it was probably great, I feel like there was - because of his association with The Boys and your association with The Boys -

Jensen: Yep, I think we got some nice Boys questions.

RSJ: I would assume you got a lot of questions about your bottom and he got questions about his wang.

Jensen: That's right.

RSJ: I figured.

Jensen: The front and the back.

RSJ: Compartmentalized.

Jensen: Well I did it with Jeff, too. Jeffrey Dean came up and we got some good Boys questions, because obviously Kripke is just hiring people he knows. [Works/More] for us.

RSJ: Yeah, seriously. I do love that he just keeps hiring Jim Beaver as Robert Singer. Talk about a niche actor, I can only play guys named Robert Singer.

Jensen: But the great thing is, is that the real Bob Singer, had he known -

RSJ: He never would have authorized it!

Jensen: No! Because he thought that, he thought that, y'know, Bobby was just gonna come in for a few episodes, and Kripke was like, hey you're kinda my mentor, I wanna name the boys' mentor after - and Bob was like [gruffly] Mmm, alright. And he's like, had he known it was gonna be that big of a character and last that long, he's like [gruffly] I woulda never done that.

RSJ: Well, the funny thing is that if you're an outsider stepping into the role, which, you know, I wasn't around when they wrote that character. So I remember asking him, I'm like, hey what - how did you end up naming that after [your]self? [loudly and gruffly] GODDAMMIT, I didn't name the character! Kripke did it! By the time I asked five hundred people had asked him before me and he was real cranky about it. And just so you know, Bob Singer's ground zero is already pretty cranky. So if you build on that ... can get real sour.

Jensen: I texted him the other day, I was like, hey, I'm in LA filming, if you're around, let's go grab dinner or play a round of golf, or do something. Days later he was like, oh, you're in LA, huh? That was it.

[Conversation continues on about playing golf]

[shinelikethunder]

feel like stirring up discourse as consolation for the monday of it all...... ok here's a take: an underappreciated and crucial ingredient in the Flavor™ of the first ~6 seasons of SPN is the contributions of sicko women. check out the gender breakdown on those early-seasons writing credits, especially when you factor in who the story editors were! Gamble, Tucker, and Humphris are all certifiably-unhinged highkey freaks and the show gains SO MUCH from it.

also screw whether Eric Kripke needs therapy, what this fandom needs is more people who are psychosexually obsessed with whatever the FUCK is wrong with Sera Gamble and the 23940823753 previously-unheard-of mental illnesses generated by being the edgy coolgirl enabler in that writers' room when she was barely old enough to drink.

[ananke-xiii]

One of the reasons why Nick's story in s14 doesn't work form me is because of the show's insistence to pigeonhole Lucifer as "the supreme agent of evil". Of course, this is considered true in our real world (lol), specifically Christian world, but in-universe it just... doesn't work? If we want to go full-on dichotomy (and S14 very much goes there) if Lucifer's evil, who's the primary agent of good? No one, exactly. Definitely not Heaven.

Because there are, like, TEN seasons of angels going total batshit crazy, I mean we know that angels=good isn't a view the show supports since Cas appears in "Lazarus Rising". And we know that ALL angels downright lie, manipulate and coerce humans to get their "consent". We also know that the main issue with "the devil's spawn" in s12 was not so much "the devil" but the fact that "a Nephilim came into being".

The problem is NOT that who'll later be Jack is Lucifer's son, the problem is that he's a Nephilim. Lucifer has weight in the discourse merely because he's an archangel, NOT because he's the primary agent of evil. The issue is that "grace+soul"=a fucking lot of power. And a fucking lot of power means a fucking lot of problems.

We also know that humans get severely depressed after a possession, they have to face many struggles and sometimes society alienates them (see: "Repo Man"). So the argument that Nick's psyche is damaged because Lucifer's so evil his influence's still there even after he's departed is just... weak? A random demon can possess a random Jeffrey and the damages on the human psyche are still IMMENSE. From the human perspective random demon or most powerful archangel in the world are the same thing: they can carry out the same violence, abuse and trauma.

I might be wrong but what I get from the season is that the "primary agent of good" is the soul. And this is ALSO not true? Because shit gets real when Jack starts losing it, sort of implying that without the soul, his luciferian grace will make him become evil or will make him do evil things ("the devil made me do it" mentality). But we literally have a character such as Castiel, Angel of the Lord and Maker of Huge Mistakes but also Not in Possess of a Human Soul who actively strives to do good things (and he fails miserably so maybe he's not a good example but HE IS JACK'S CHOSEN FATHER, it MUST mean something ffs).

I think, maybe, I don't find the shift from "Nephilim" to "Lucifer's son" compelling because Jack's real "problem" (if we want to call it so) is that he's half (arch)angel and half human. Like, being an angel is a fucking issue in this show because these creatures are a bit deranged okay? LOL. On the other hand, being human is ALSO a fucking issue because it 100% doesn't warrant inherent goodness. Humans can be deranged creatures, too, okay? :D Both species can definitely just make mistakes, do bad things wanting to do bad things or ending up doing bad things without intention to do so. Ultimately, Jack's dilemma is being Other, just like his chosen father and just like Kripke-era Sam.

I still stand by my idea that all angels are a little bit like Lucifer. And there are episodes such as "Of Gods and Monsters" that sort of confirm it. When Nick calls Cas out and tells him "Castiel, you’re just a stone cold body snatcher. You’re no different than Lucifer" he's exactly pointing out the hypocrisy. Hell, the whole episode seems to question the season's main theme because Michael is literally possessing Dean, he conned him, he tells him that he owns him, he's creating an army of monsters as they speak, he's brutally torturing them but the primary agent of evil is still little ol' Lucifer.

Although, truth be told, I didn't particularly feel the need to learn more about Nick (sorry Nick, I know you're there so that Mark Pellegrimo could stay on payroll, I don't hold it against you), I can't deny that it had great potential as a narrative choice (let's not even go into the Sam/Nick parallels). But, to me, it didn't deliver because the show's murky on where it stands: on paper it wants to show the fallacies of "black and white" thinking but it effectively supports the same "black and white" view of the world that it seeks to question.

[godmadeaterribleerror]

We should make a petition for you to be a writer on the boys

My secret alternate description for No Love Lost was “the fic that dares ask the question; what if Eric Kripke wasn’t a fucking pussy.”

I think my biggest gripe with the way s5 is looking is that we seem to be headed to the whole “scorched earth” thing, and that’s not satisfying to me? Like don’t get me wrong I LOVE the show (I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t lol) but a big theme I’ve thought about while writing is the cycles of violence and breaking out of them. Essentially I’ve tried to design the story so that Homelander’s downfall isn’t just a MORE violent man who isn’t evil, it’s a woman he abused and hurt. It’s the belief he had that he was just so inherently better nobody could ever kill him, not even someone he MADE more powerful. If it wasn’t for his hubris, he probably wouldn’t have risked creating our MC out of a knowledge that she WOULD be able to kill him.

I can’t say much about how I’m planning the end of the story, but a large theme I’m going for is that this shouldn’t be about revenge, it should be about finishing this and trying to fix all the damage it did. This is turning into a ramble (I’m very sorry, I can’t stop yapping) that’s all to say yeah. I should be a writer on the Boys. Honestly the only thing I wish I’d done differently here is figure out how to make the story expand to what the rest of the characters are doing while Ben and Sunshine are falling in love and being horny. Unfortunately, we’d probably end up with a million word story and I can’t figure out how to write it without giving Her a name (which defeats the point of a reader insert even further than I have already defeated it via backstory and characteristics)

This turned into an essay😭 but thank you so, so much!!! You have no idea how happy this makes me, I love every single thought and praise you guys have for me, but I think the one that makes me giggle and kick my feet the most is when people say I’ve captured the vibe and energy of the real show well, because I work really hard to do so😭❤️

Thank you again!! So, so much!! (As another thank you I’ll tell you that Chapter 20 is almost done, and over 20k words again. Maybe Wednesday?)