#looked it up w/ the wiki - I'm about halfway through it

[violetsareblue-selfships]

good morning!! <333

[mlobsters]

supernatural s13e15 a most holy man (w. andrew dabb, bob singer)

this episode open in malta and the choral voices and bells and candles and i'm thrown back to half remembering an episode about a haunted painting...? from florence? and trying to remember if that was actually an episode/fic/fever dream (it was, 10x16)

sam managing to find an even more uncomfortable place to use his laptop. fixed metal stool

SAM Worth a shot? DEAN Yeah. Good. Why not? I don’t think I can take another one of these cold pieces of Papa Giovanni’s.

what's up with the cheesy film noir music intro

LOL ok. is he usually annoyed when someone is coming on to sam? seems like he usually thinks it's funny, rolling his eyes or encouraging. i don't recall glaring at the flirt-er being in the repertoire

dean is going through a journey of emotions

interesting the differences in the emotional journey from this version of the script and what made it onscreen lol (production draft linked on wiki)

her voice keeps pinging alicia witt for some reason

spn s13e15 as richard greenstreet, the magicians s1e13 dominic burgess as ember

there's a character named emily greenstreet in the magicians and dominic plays ember who is a god that they're trying to get a powerup (aka jar-o-jizz) from (and they do a small blood sacrifice to him) lol

GREENSTREET I gave up on worthy causes years ago. And as I said, the blood cost me a fortune. Judging by your Montgomery Ward suits and your cheap ties, I’m guessing you don’t have a small fortune, or for that matter, two nickels to rub together. So I’m quite afraid this has been a waste of your time, and more importantly, mine. Good day, gentlemen.

montgomery ward, blast from the past. stores all shuttered by 2000 or something. random reference for this uk character

film noir heist mob movie sure. reminds me of the clue episode.

SAM So, this is what we’ve come to? Thieves? DEAN Hey, you want the blood, right? Well… besides, the thing’s already stolen. SAM Really? That’s your rationale? DEAN Hey, I’m not perfect. And by the way, neither are you, okay? Oh, so, what? Now you’re above a little, uh, chicanery? Look, this isn’t a perfect world we’re trying to save, okay. And if I’m not perfect trying to save it, then so be it. Come on. You with me or not?

not sure why sam's supposedly bothered over this. of all the morally questionable things they've done for The Cause, this is pretty low on the list

sam with the cockblock and all i can think while dean's flirting with this very lovely woman at the coffee shop is how they refuse to drop the busty asian beauties for dean's porn preference.

DEAN Look at you. You’re like a Boy Scout. You’re always prepared. SAM Yeah. You’re like uh… I don’t know what you’re like. DEAN Yeah. Thanks.

proud to pissed in 2 seconds flat. also, kind of cute but what is even going on

i mean. i. listen, they did some real fucking dumbass episodes in the early seasons too, so i shouldn't really complain that it's purely a late season phenomenon. but when the dumbass episode is surrounded by episodes i'm also complaining about it becomes somewhat of a .... 'what am i doing with my life right now' moment

he's been in a ton of stuff but probably the sopranos (which i never did finish) what i know him from

this is something all right. god and it's only halfway through 🥴😩🤪

DEAN Okay, I’m just saying, you’re taking a lot of shots to the head lately. I mean, I know that Disney Princess hair gives you some padding, but, uh…

listen they both surely have CTE by now with the number of concussions they've racked up over the years

FATHER LUCCA It’s not about luck, son. It’s about effort. All the time, I hear people saying the world’s not perfect. And they’re right. It’s not. But do you use that as an excuse? Do you use it to excuse your own sins? Your failings and your laziness? Do you use it to give a bad man power, because the world’s not perfect? Or do you work? Do you try and improve things in whatever way you can? Guys, the world will never be perfect, but if good men do good things, it can be better. Every day can get better.

???? are we trying to..... invigorate the boys to do what's right, have hope, ....???? i don't even know what. but i'm sure gonna start bristling over rando man implying they don't put in the effort to make things better. that's their job and they do fuck up and make bad decisions too but overall their schtick is literally making the world better. but instead we're getting some moralizing speech that i think is to make them feel bad about participating in the the continued theft of an item so that they can get the thing they need to save their family+new-kinda-god-adopted-son

SIGH. it's like this episode is supposed to be tongue in cheek, but it's too serious. so it's like just. fucking weird. because it's not serious enough to be like, slick.

FATHER LUCCA Yeah. He called me un uomo santissimo. SAM What does that mean? FATHER LUCCA “A most holy man.”

did they not google this phrase before this whole waste of time

DEAN Come on. I know that look. What’s on your mind? SAM I don’t know. Nothing. I mean – I mean, you know… You ever feel like we’re – we’re doing nothing but playing defense? You know, bouncing from one apocalypse to the next? DEAN Well, it’s not exactly our call. SAM I know that, and I’m not saying we don’t do good. But – but no matter how many people we save, there will always be more people that need saving. No matter how many monsters we kill–

DEAN There’s always gonna be another one around the corner. SAM Exactly. You think we could ever change things? I mean, really change things? You know, stop all the monsters, all the bad? DEAN That would be nice.

SAM Yeah. So, what are you thinkin’? Think that’ll work? DEAN I have faith.

loaded term that is for them. anyway, circles back to how for what felt like a while there, sam was the reassuring reasonable collected one and dean was needing some anchoring. but now it's dean's turn to be the one with faith they can get whatever done. but what got me about this exchange is that like.. dean often times would get a little defensive when sam would bring things up like this, brush him off. but now it's like he's actually listening and understanding where he's coming from and wishes it was better but accepts that it probably won't be. and it's honestly just nice to see dean being positive and a support for sam.

annoyed that there's that nice (for me) character moment in an episode that will otherwise likely erase from my brain in a few days

[h2bakugou]

hey, i wasn't sure if you were taking requests, so if you aren't, it's ok to ignore this !!! i was thinking about a bakugou one, where his crush or s/o has a quirk like akutagawa's rashomon (stray dogs). since it's dark and offensive, people may be scared of her, so she's constantly hiding her true self and whole capacity thinking she can prove herself as hero like that. maybe her realization can come in a battle? it was too long, I'm sorry !!! have a nice day ☃️ anon

a/n: hi love! i love this request!! i started bungo stray dogs but never got the chance to finish it, i should get back on that, it was really good lol. i’m using the wiki a bit to help out with the quirk!

summary: with a quirk that seems villainous to others, you’re worried your career as a hero might be doomed unless you keep it all hidden. bakugou’s yet to see you at your full strength, but he will soon.

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / Rashōmon - your quirk

warnings: fluff, swearing, a bit of angst

wordcount: 1k

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You’d hid the full power of your quirk for as long as you could remember. Every hope and dream of becoming a hero with ‘a quirk like yours’ had crumbled. Yet here you were, a single thread of passion filled inside your heart to be a hero.

To at least prove to those who doubted you, that you could do it. That you could be a hero and save people.

Bakugou had noticed from the start that you were strong. Your otherwise weak performance was clearly a front for something. You were hiding something. Your true ability, the extent of your power. But why?

He couldn’t figure out why you hid your true strength. Someone like you, who seemed to excel in class and do well in all the fields, yet when it came to training, you were standoffish and shy. You’d much rather train by yourself than with the class.

And you were reserved when it came to one on one sparring. Bakugou had seen this first hand.

You were, by no means, using your quirk at full capacity. He was able to take you down in no time, yet you’d managed to score pretty high in the entrance exams. So how on Earth were you so bad at fighting?

It wasn’t until the entire class was being threatened by villains. 

Class 1-A had a knack for finding themselves in the wrong place at the wrong time constantly. Whether it be plain ol’ bad luck, or maybe a curse bestowed upon them by one of the villains, they never got a break.

Bakugou was busy holding off a few of the stronger guys, but his eyes would wander over to you. He could tell you were holding back, and it was making him angrier by the second.

Once he’d finished off the group attacking him, he darted over to you, landing an explosive punch on the man attacking you.

“You really think you can be a hero if all you do if half-ass everything?” Bakugou yelled, his crimson eyes burning holes into you.

“What?” You groaned, wiping sweat from your forehead.

"Stop fucking around. You’re stronger than you let on, and we’re fixing to get fucking killed if you don’t start taking this serious.” Bakugou sent out another explosion toward an approaching villain.

“I am taking this seriously-”

“No the fuck you’re not!” Bakugou yelled.

You stood still, your eyes widening. His words penetrated through the wall you had built up for years. Trying to protect yourself, to protect those around you.

The walls that you now saw. And the more you looked at them, the more you could see how you hadn’t put them up at all. In fact, you’d say those walls had been up long before the walls you had managed to put up. The grey-colored bricks stacked in front of you only made it about halfway up your body while there stood a towering wall in front of it.

Moss covered, cracked bricks stared back at you.

A large crack shot across the center of the wall, dust and debris falling around it, the wall tumbling down before you. It felt so surreal.

And in that moment, you stopped holding back. You let out the full strength of your quirk, unleashing the power you’d been holding back for the sake of the people who had deemed you villainous.

You charged at full speed toward the leader of the villain group that was attacking your class.

“Rashōmon!” You shouted, calling upon your quirk, unleashing an attack that would shield you from the various attacks they were throwing at you.

In another attack, you waved your right arm, causing spikes to come up from the ground, impaling a few members in the legs, causing them to stop, it was brutal, but not near enough to kill them. They’d definitely feel it in the morning though.

And for your final attack, you went in, straight for the leader, dozens of spider-web like strings, seemingly razor sharp, came charging toward the leader, cutting into his skin and capturing him.

“Holy shit.” Bakugou muttered, the rest of the class watching as you took the villain down.

It didn’t take long for the police and reinforcements to show up, and then it was escorting everyone injured or not to the hospital to get checked up.

“I didn’t know she could do that!”

“Yeah, that was totally unexpected.” 

Kaminari and Mina chatted among their friends, waiting for the news on how you were doing. You had startled Mr. Aizawa, so there was a reason for him to want to talk to you privately and make sure you were okay.

But what your classmates didn’t expect was for you to run out of your room right into the arms of Bakugou.

Even he was surprised.

“Thank you.” You hugged him tightly, his arms wrapped around you while his cheeks flushed from embarrassment. Pushing away his pride for just a few seconds, he embraced you.

Pulling you into an empty room, he shut the door behind him and stared at you.

“We’re training from now on.”

“W-what why?” You looked up at the blonde as he glared out of the hospital room window.

"Because, you’re strong, and I think you’ve got what it takes to take me on in a fight.”

You stood silently, a new feeling bubbling inside of you. The feeling of worth, of need. A feeling for more of Bakugou. It was rushed, but something you’d wanted to do for a while now.

Tugging him down to your height, you gripped at the fabric of his shirt, pressing his lips to yours, connecting the two of you in a kiss.

Bakugou’s lips were rough compared to your soft ones. But the difference made it that much better. Your grip released on his shirt as you relaxed into the kiss, Bakugou’s hand holding the small of your back as he leaned into it.

He was a stranger to affection, and would’ve denied any feelings before he came to terms with them. But here he was, kissing the girl he’d developed a crush on.

“I’ll work with you on one condition.” You pulled away, his breath ghosting over your lips.

“You have to be my boyfriend.”

“Deal.”

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