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[burningfeathersx]

"Hnk!" That's his tit! Sure is his pectoral! Hff. He endured. And not just because it was a little bit hot.

"Not exactly you, no." She was a contribution, but not the start of him coming around on mankind. And it did take a long time. Nearly 6k years. He was stubborn, but to be fair; He lived a lot longer and his scale of time was different. She didn't have forever--

"You have one lifetime to get it sorted." He pointed out. Even if she reincarnated, she'd have to start over on personhood and ideas.

He made a small face about her pulling out 'mudmonkey'. "I have--had--very good reasons to hate humans. What have poor people done to you other than exist? They didn't come into your house and become the new favorite child or shit all over your beautiful house plants or fuck all over your furniture then have babies with your siblings and you certainly didn't have to murder their mutant children and then get you kicked out of your house when you tried to point out, hey, they're shitting all over the carpet all the time did you notice that? It's different."

Irene rumbles against his chest, letting her grouchiness be known. After a minute she’d open her mouth, biting down right on his man tit and growling. She’d rumble against the bitten flesh before releasing him and shifting to look up.

“It’s really not my fault. Daddy’s favorite hobby besides being disappointed in me was hating the poor. I was brain washed. I should be allowed some grace!” She whines. “Besides how long did it take for you to change your mind on humans?”

She pauses and then blushes, lips spreading into a bit of a goofy smile as she lets go of his tie to twirl her hair around her finger. “You didn’t change your mind cause you met me did you? That’d be so dumb…you’re dumb…hehe…oh right. Mad.”

She powers up her pout again. “Should I start referring to them as mud monkeys like you then? Since I can’t be calling them poor? At least then we’re using the same verbiage and you can only be mad at yourself. Ha.”

[thelonemusketeer]

Doesn't this man look like Zachariah from supernatural? I'm sorry but I'm playing L.A. Noire

[marshallmotorsports]

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[cutegothic]

Luba + Stage by  Mudmonkey Simon Boses

[luxshine]

So, I have THREE videos to script, a book to finish reading, two webcomics to script, draw, ink and color, and yet my brain goes: WHAT IF Dean had managed to TALK his way into making every angel to join his side? Like, sent back in time with knowledge of what would happen, and instead of choosing violence (as this would be post-s15, sending him back in time to prob. either Lazarus Rising or a bit before that if I want him to stall the apocalypse a bit and save Victor because Victor rules), he choses communication because he KNOWS what happens without it.

Like, he doesn't confront Sam about his demon blood drinking, choosing instead to show trust (Even if Sam doesn't deserve it) so that no one can use his "controlling behavior" as a weapon to manipulate Sam. Instead of torturing Alastair, since he know it's useless, talk to Uriel, make him realize that Lucifer will NOT be happy with the angels (he does know what Luci did the second he could get into heaven) and that in fact, stalling Paradise means that the mudmonkeys Uriel dislikes so much will not go to Heaven so that makes Uriel start changing his tune. I still don't know how to make Raphael and Michael come around (IF Mike is not Dean, because, again, Me and my particular tastes regarding power!Dean), but I know that Cas would be absolutely confused at getting all of Dean's attention and a constant surge of LOVE from Dean's soul from the get go. Probably get him a perma-vessel without killing Jimmy because this would be a completely wish-fulfillment fic.

Of course, this would mean I'd need to think of a way to get Benny and yes, even Charlie even if she's not my fave, and the AMAZING TRANS, without the Leviathans (Or without killing Bobby and without Angels being evil, so... CHALLENGE!) And wow, could Dean's Celestial Catnip work on Metatron given time? No Mark of Cain if I make Dean an angel, And yes, Of course, HOW THE HELL DO I GET JACK WITHOUT LUCIFER CREATING AN ISSUE?!

And then I go: Brain. NO. Please. Lemme finish ONE fic. Then another, THEN We go about unfucking Supernatural's plot which is a bit hard given that the actual paid writers didn't manage to do that!

[mudmonkey-simon-boses]

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[mittensmorgul]

First I was happy that Uriel is coming back but then I noticed the OTT make up and spikey hair on Misha and now I think its a flashback. What do you think?

Eh, my first thought was, “ooh I wonder if this is a flashback, or if this is a Lilith situation?”

Let me explain the inside of my own brain:

Theory 1: This is a flashback. I mean, they’ve been hammering back on s4 pretty hard in s15, even bringing in a Lilith-construct character to stir up trouble and ping back to all the manipulation themes of s4 (has there honestly ever been a bigger overarching plotline that boiled entirely down to cosmic manipulation since s4? and Lilith and Uriel were both key manipulators back then). I mentally doubled down on this theory recalling that there’s gonna be a Sam and Dean flashback episode to when they were kids, and wondered if this was thematically tied with that, you know? bit of a corresponding flashback for Cas... but that’s a rather flimsy logic to float a theory that big on...

Theory 2: Uriel is just as much a construct as Lilith had been in 15.05 and 15.08. Again, in s4 Uriel had been a tool of manipulation, a double-agent working from within Heaven on a corrupt agenda to free Lucifer. Unlike the rest of the corrupt agents in Heaven, he was attempting to win other angels over to the side of Lucifer before he was even freed... So with Chuck’s s15 agenda to destroy everything laid bare, bringing Uriel back into the picture sort of underscores this manipulation Chuck had been orchestrating back then, and how he’s attempting to finally get the ending he’s always wanted.

But then I thought about it a bit more and had some additional questions, which led me down some additional lines of thought:

Theory 3: Now that Chuck’s grand deception has been unmasked, how would Uriel feel about his past actions now? His defense of Lucifer, after all, was based on this:

URIEL: I wanted you to join me. And I still do. With you, we can be powerful enough to—CASTIEL: To...URIEL: To raise our brother.CASTIEL: Lucifer.URIEL: You do remember him? How strong he was? How beautiful? And he didn't bow to humanity. He was punished for defending us. Now, if you want to believe in something, Cas, believe in him.CASTIEL: Lucifer is not God.URIEL: God isn't God anymore. He doesn't care what we do. I am proof of that.

Would he feel ultimate betrayal? Vindication? Would this manifest as a change of heart about humanity in general, or leave him even more angry with the mudmonkeys who led to his destruction? It could be an interesting thing to explore, now that we’ve seen Michael’s reaction to learning the truth about Chuck... don’t know if they’re gonna delve into this, because we haven’t seen this character in 11 years, and I can’t imagine they have time to actually redeem him in any meaningful way, but we’ll see... This is just me thinking out loud here.

but that led me to:

Theory 4: This isn’t actually Uriel at all, but another being using his form... which is totally wild speculation on my part, but hey, anything’s possible...

We’re talking about episode 17 here, which is getting very close to the end, and we know they just finished taping his final scenes so he can’t even be in MUCH of the episode, you know? (I think they’re on day 3 of 8 of filming... so if he’s done today, he’s only in a few scenes, and not even the whole episode.)

And *we* have five episodes between now and then that we have zero context for to be making guesses about the meaning or method of his return now, so while these are interesting things to consider or wonder about, it’s not anything I’d lay any wagers on at this point. It’s more a series of interesting thought experiments than anything else. :)

[eisforeidolon]

Episode: Stranger in a Strange Land

The thing about having low expectations combined with these writers is sometimes they manage to limbo right under them.  Sometimes, though, it's not as bad as I expected, and this was one of those times.  Of course, I was expecting pretty much a rock bottom unwatchable mess, so that doesn't say a whole lot.

I liked the transition from the previously montage to Sam turning off the music in the Impala.  If watching the actual show was half as compelling as their recaps, well... I'd complain a lot less.  But that's neither here nor there. I did get the impression from Jared's scenes of Sam doing various tasks that he was tired and frustrated.  I can see why some people are interpreting it as him keeping himself busy to avoid focusing on the helplessness of being unable to locate Michael!Dean.

I did like Jensen's choices in portraying Michael.  The cold and disaffected demeanor, the different cadence in saying his lines, it was honestly kind of off-putting – but in a good way.  Likewise really appreciated Jensen's deciding that Michael wouldn't dirty his hands fighting some rando human that attacked him and would use his powers instead.

I actually did like the scenes of Jack training and bonding with fake!Bobby, despite myself.  Curse you, Jim Beaver!  Likewise, I thought the scene in the car where Sam and Mary have a genuine conversation about their respective reactions to the search for Dean was well done.  If I hadn't basically given up on Mary by this point, I would think it was even better.  

I did also like the scene with Sam giving Jack a pep talk.  Unfortunately, I didn't appreciate that it was cut short for the utter bullshit of Nick not being dead after being stabbed in the chest regardless of the whole magical blade part.  It's against all common sense and everything we've seen of angels before, like they'd make special blades to spare the mudmonkey vessels?  No, this is just stupidity pulled out of Eugine Ross-Leming's Pellegrino-thirsty ass and I absolutely fucking despise it.  Even before you get to the pathetically clumsy reveal:  Oh, hey, Sam he's awake … so I left him sitting in the dark for the dramaz!  I don't know how my secondhand embarrassment squick is going to cope with even more desperate efforts to make Nick/Lucifer/Pellegrino still remotely interesting or relevant to SPN as the season moves forward.    

Speaking of secondhand embarrassment, I'd toss Castiel not even being allowed to put up a half-ass fight against a bunch of nobody demons in there, too.  Remember when angels were impressive?  Remember when Castiel both had powers and was physically a good fighter?  Now we have this sad, pathetic creature that can't even get a few blows in.  I mean, that doesn't seem like more demons than Sam and Dean alone could take out at this late date?  Furthermore, I get why we have a scene between Michael and an angel to show why he dismisses them.  In theory, I have no problem with them using Anael/Jo for it.  In actuality there was just something about the way it was played that felt like cringey fanservice, to me.  Particularly but not just the way he reached for her face, like, “Wink wink these two are married IRL!”  I'm not interested in Danneel and Jensen interacting onscreen for the sake of attempted invoking of feels about their actual selves.  It wasn't unforgivably terrible or anything, but it struck me weird.  Again, not like there's a lot of other angels for that option and this one could reasonably have Sam's phone number, so I get it, but eh, whatever.

I probably was not supposed to be amused by the episode seemingly going out of it's way to show how useless Castiel is these days with his powers before trying to give Jack his own pep talk about how to not be useless without them.  It was … something.  Isn't that kind of what you're for, indeed.  Apparently the writers are as dead set on helpless woobie Castiel as some fanfic writers are.  

Coming back to Michael, in the end, “making a better world” is the kind of vague, desperate-to-be-ominous nonsense you give a villain you haven't really thought the motivations of through.  The whole sudden interest in what everyone wants was weird and maybe if AU!Michael had even once felt like a character rather than another generic villain who does bad things because...  I think the writers were trying for mysterious and scary and Jensen acted his little heart out - but it just felt pretty random.  Maybe I’ll be more impressed with it when it gets further elaborated on in subsequent episodes. 

Aside from them suddenly taking completely helpless Maggie along on a mission after demons who captured Castiel, I was not half so annoyed at the AU!hunters as I expected to be.  Though perhaps that's something that's worse in future episodes.  Like, if Maggie was actually good at something?  But the episode goes out of its way to show she isn't.  She can't hack traffic cameras and she needs to be asked if she knows how to use a blade - “stab with the pointy end” indeed.  I could buy taking Jack along as bait because the demons might know of him?  But Maggie is pure canon fodder and I don't know why they're trying so hard to sell that chick who got her head bashed in by Lucifer that one time so damn hard instead of someone else new that's *gasp* competent.  Especially when they automatically include her but then argue over taking Jack, who we've at least seen training and actually have investment in.  Between Castiel, Jack, and Maggie, they really just seem to have a mad on for exchanging characters with actual competence for ones that just have a fuckton of visible plot armor.

Which brings us to the whole big confrontation with the demon that kidnapped Castiel.  The good parts were that I actually appreciated using decoys to fool the demons into thinking that was all of Sam's backup.  Sam then saying basically exactly what I was thinking along the lines of, 'who even is this nobody with a handful of demons who hasn't even bothered to conquer hell first' to Mr. Scenery Chewer? Also a plus.  Then Sam getting almost beaten but getting the knife and ganking the demon in one smooth move?  Very nice.  Unfortunately, the writers could not manage to stop themselves there or even continue on in a similar vein.

I know some fans really liked the whole 'Sam tells the demons to run away and they just do' thing?  I can even kind of understand that, but I pretty much outright hated it.  It's exactly what I would expect in a bad fanfic from someone who can't write action and/or plot for shit. It removes any real challenge and thus the accomplishment of overcoming it is cheapened.  Consider if - instead of the demons buggering off in the middle of the fight they were 100% winning just because Sam said so?  Sam ganking the leader and getting free allowed him to help the others and turn the tide of the fight.  Together, they then could actually kill the other demons down to one.  Hey, if you don't think that's believable enough, kill cannonfodder!Maggie permanently to add to the feeling of peril.  Then Sam could tell that one remaining thoroughly beaten demon to go back to hell with the same speech about him not allowing there to be a new king of hell. I'm not saying that Sam isn't already a badass and that demons at this point shouldn't be intimidated by Winchesters.  But demons are stupid and I would a million times prefer to see Sam actively do kickass things over the writers taking the cheap, amateurish shortcut of telling me he's just so awesome his enemies run away at his words, even when they're winning, even though they initiated the confrontation with him.  Plenty of time to do it the right way if they take out the bullshit nonsense with Nick, but these writers are what they are.

Finally, I just have to boggle at all the bad slo-mo in that fight.  What even was that?  Just … no.

[burningfeathersx]

Lucifer was not so stupid as to take that message and happily skip his way to deliver it. He knew what kind of coated dagger that sentence was. So he kept the faux chipper demeanor and leaned a little closer.

"You are one arrogant mudmonkey. The exact kind that drove me to war." Narrowed his stare. "I will do no such thing. She's not 'whoring outside of wedlock'. Being a whore and married are human concepts. Not mine. Not really shit God made up either. Allll you and your kind."

“You’re not doing a very good job at it. I suppose you’ve been too busy having feelings for the very beings that caused your downfall…like my daughter.” A thin ghostly smile. “Since you’re here, pass her a message won’t you? She’s just like her mother.”

[sophisticated-angel]

The Fledgling - Part 7

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel

Warning: None

Word Count: 1,296

Summary: After his confrontation with Kerubiel, Castiel realizes how much danger the fledgling is in and returns to the brothers to warn them.

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six

Story

   Having been inflicted by one of very few weapons that threaten an angel, the wound in Castiel’s shoulder stubbornly refuses to close, seeps blood and Grace, and soaks up the energy required to heal his other, minor wounds. The pain of it is sharp, the arm prickly and numb, the throbbing deep and reverberating down his spine, but he can’t tell if it pierced through his back. Coddling his injured left shoulder and feeling the sting of his brother’s other blows, he teleports out of the alley and back the Winchesters’ motel. His aim is off, and he lands just outside their room. When Dean opens the door, Cass’ strength reaches its end, and he’s half dragged into the room by the older brother.

   “What happened, Cass?” Dean demands to know, letting his friend rest on the floor.

   Cass sits forward, bracing his weight on his good arm and breathing hard. “They found me. They know I’m hiding her.” He winces when Dean presses a rag against his wound.

   “Who’s ‘they’?”

   “Angels. They want to kill her. And me.”

   “Well, they ain’t gettin’ in here. The whole damn room’s warded against fifty shades of evil.”

   “You have to go. You have to get her away from here. Take her someplace hidden.”

   “There’s no place close by.”

   “Then drive all night if you must. Please go, Dean.” Cass fixes his best friend with a look as imploring as the one from the day he asked the brothers to keep the fledgling as their ward. It works. Dean shakes his head, quickly ties the rag around Cass’ shoulder, and begins gathering his things. In the next seconds, Sam hands him the baby so that he can mimic his brother.

   Nestled in the crook of the angel’s right arm, the oblivious five-month-old stares at him and at the motion of her caretakers with her big blue eyes, kicks at the lapel of his trench coat, and sucks on her yellow pacifier. Soon she should begin babbling, and then in a flash she’ll be talking and asking an endless number of questions. All she has to do is survive being hunted. As he does each time he sees the fledgling, Cass wonders how anyone could want to harm this tiny, beautiful, perfect creature. Unlike everyone around her, she’s innocent, perhaps the only one among them deserving of peace and happiness. Cass loves her with an intensity he’s never had for anyone else.

   When Dean tries to get him on his feet, he pulls away and tries to hand over the baby. “Leave me here. I’ll hold them off if they come this way.”

   “I ain’t leavin’ you here. You’re coming with us.”

   “They might be following me.”

   “If they find us, we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. Let’s go.”

   Cass is, honestly, feeling drowsy, sore, and a little shaky, but he holds on tight to the baby and follows the Winchesters out to their car. Once he’s settled in the backseat, weariness overtakes him. Dean starts the car, and as he succumbs to sleep, he’s aware of Sam taking the fledgling and strapping her into her car seat. Her curious burbling is the last thing he hears. Sometime later he awakens to find that his minor wounds have healed and that the scenery has changed: to the right is a forest, to the left is a guardrail and, beyond it and a ways down, the edge of a small lake.

   “Why have we stopped?” he asks.

   Dean replies, “We’ve got company.”

*    *    *    *    *

   Hands gripping the wheel of the idling Impala, Dean stares out the front window at the four figures blocking the two-lane highway. They stand in an even line, but the tallest – a man so masculine it’s almost cliché – is without a doubt their leader. Behind them, the late afternoon sun dips towards the horizon and stretches their shadows all the way to the front fender. The group moves toward the car once it’s made a full stop.

   “Sam, get the kid,” Dean orders. He reaches underneath the seat for the silver dagger he keeps there – not very effective against an angel but better than nothing – and braces for the impending fight. This nameless baby who’s been riding in his car and puking on his shirts has burrowed her way into his heart, and nothing and no one will ever take her from him. No longer does he wish for Castiel to find another home; that’s what he wants to give her.

   The angels reach the car, each one opening a door and reaching for whichever man is closest. Dean lets himself be pulled outside by the drill sergeant one in khakis and a wife beater before he starts slashing. He manages to get a few good strikes in before the angel gets reoriented. Then it’s a downhill battle. Dean twists and ducks, kicks and jabs, but the angel would be a rock even if he relied on the strength, skill, and dexterity of his vessel alone. In a move that catches Dean off guard, his knife hand is twisted until he’s forced to drop the dagger, his arms are pinned to his back, and the edge of an angel blade is pressed against his neck. From this precarious perspective, he can see that Cass is holding his own against a pair of black angels, but Sam has been cornered with the infant and the demon blade with a blade pointed at his neck by a hilariously petite Japanese woman.

   “Hold off, Castiel,” shouts his captor, “or the Winchesters will have their throats slit.”

   Castiel backs away from his opponents who, surprisingly, don’t take advantage of his retreat but rather take two steps back towards their leader. In the lull that follows, the baby’s fussing mingles with the breeze off the lake.

   “End this madness, Kerubiel.”

   “You are in no position to argue, brother. Give yourself and the child over to us, and we’ll allow these two to walk free.”

   “The child has done nothing wrong. Take me and leave her be.”

   “If you continue to bargain, I will slit this mudmonkey’s throat come after you myself while he bleeds out. Take the fledgling from the tall one there and bring her to me.”

   “Don’t do it, Cass,” Dean says, stopping when the blade is pressed more persuasively against his Adam’s apple.

   Castiel studies the scene around him, left arm held a bit stiffly, then sags and turns to Kerubiel. “If I come quietly with the baby,” he starts despairingly, “you’ll let Sam and Dean go free?”

   “You have my word.”

   Slowly, Cass walks over to Sam and reaches around the woman for the five-month-old. Confused and sickeningly worried, Dean is helpless to watch his friend take the baby from Sam – who can’t resist much with a knife point under his jaw – and carry her back to Kerubiel.

   “Cass, no.”

   “Let them go,” Cass demands. “Once they’re free, you can have us both.”

   Kerubiel nods and releases Dean who tries to read his friend as he stumbles away. “Nuriel, Nithael, Mebehiah, back to me.”

   Even when Kerubiel lifts the fussing infant from his arms, Castiel does nothing to turn the tides. When Dean defensively moves to intervene, the tiny woman blocks his path and stares him down. Sam joins him in watching the exchange, both of them at a loss for everything.

   “You’re cute for an abomination,” Kerubiel says to the fledgling. Then to Cass, “Will you come quietly, or should I have you bound?”

   “I’ll come quietly, but I have just one question.”

   “What?”

   Cass casts a quick, sly look over his shoulder at the brothers, and then a grin spreads across the angel’s face. “Do you even know me, bitch?”

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[weiy1ng]

"I dont wanna vote for this democrat cause he treats ppl like me like shit"

Liberals on this hellsite: i dont care if he called you a dirty mudmonkey if u dont vote for him youre a piece of shit

[cutegothic]

Mega MuertoNaut by Mudmonkey Simon Boses

[golby-moon]

so I actually made this for a fanfiction I'm writing, because apparently I do that now, but this is basically Uriel and Castiel's relationship in 4.16.

here's the unrighteously blurry but complete version. not sure why the quality makes me wanna cry but

(little update but I discovered it isn't blurry when you view it on a computer instead of a phone. little weird)

uh and here's the split up version you can actually see and read.

Transcript because my handwriting is bad:

Uriel: Greetings, filthy mudmonkeys. I am Uriel...and this is my nameless inferior.

Castiel: I think you mean 'subordinate'.

Uriel:

Castiel:

Uriel: Of course. My mistake.

Castiel:

Castiel: *r u serious* *what* *I am concerned for you* *you hearin' this* *Uriel I believe you're what Dean would call a 'douchebag'*

I-I thought of this during class and thought it was funny, so I made it into a comic.

(11/30/21)

[mudmonkey-simon-boses]

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