#not gonna watch when they actually get into Purgatory though I can't do that again

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Man sent that "no" within 0.000001 seconds of Luzu putting that in chat lmaooooo

[another-lost-mc]

I would like to imagine that my MC recently got a reversible octupus plushie she got from human world when she visited home. The demon brothers notices the new plushie in MC's room but did not care about it until they saw it changed to the angry face.

Now, everyone of them is frantic, including Luci but his prideful self decides to keep it cool.

Who in the Devildom made MC mad? Asmo and Levi is crying. Mammon is pacing around the common room. Luci, Satan, and Belphie are seething. Beel lost his appetite.

They did not notice anything while at RAD, or when the residents from Purgatory Hall visited.

Was it because Beel ate MC's pudding, when she specifically said that she's keeping it because she will eat it as a midnight snack?

Was it Levi when he *asked* MC to watch new anime season installment, for 3 nights in a row?

Or Satan when he spam messaged MC with cat pictures?

Spoiler- It was actually Solomon who switched it to angry just to troll the demon brothers and MC though that it was not a big deal anyway 🤣

a/n: I want one of those plushies too, they're so cute.

when mc has a reversible mood plushie | the demon brothers

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cw: a bit of mischevious sleep/dream stuff in belphie's section.

They freak out when they see your plushie is turned to the angry side and assume you're unhappy. One day they peek in your room to talk to you. They spot the little octopus plushie laying on your bed and it's flipped back to the happy side again. Yay! But wait, what did they do to make you so happy in the first place?!

Lucifer thinks that you liked all the extra time you spent helping him with some student council business this week. You complained at the time, but was that a ruse to hide how much you enjoyed his company as much as he secretly enjoyed yours?

Mammon thinks you're his good luck charm and wouldn't you know it, he just hit it big at the casino. He has a few outstanding bills to pay off, but first he's gonna buy you something nice!

Levi gave you some extra gacha capsule toys he had duplicates of. He wasn't even sure if you liked that anime, but maybe he guessed your favourite character by accident. (After this, he's going to give you a lot of little gifts featuring a particular character whose name you don't even remember, but he looks so excited to give them to you that you can't refuse.)

Satan thinks about the books he's lent you recently and assumes curling on the sofa with a good book solved all your problems. He loves those particular books and now he's certain that you love them too. Of course you did, who else knows your taste in literature or anything else better than him? He can't wait to talk to you about them in more detail later.

The only thing Asmo can think of is that you realized a selfie of you two together on Devilgram started trending before he even noticed. Well, he's going to be taking your picture a lot more from now on. It's adorable how camera-shy you are, but he promises to keep most of them private for only the two of you to enjoy. ♡

Beel avoided a meltdown last night when the buffet he took you to threatened to cut him off. He tries really hard to keep his hunger in check when you go out together, so you must be really proud of him! Maybe he'll pick up a few dozen cupcakes at Madam Scream's as a thank-you gift...

Belphie could tell you were feeling stressed last night. His brothers just don't know how to leave you alone, do they? They bother you with their foolishness and you're too nice to say no (even though he knows your grumpy little octopus friend is a warning to them all if they don't get the hint). If he made you a little drowsy after dinner so you could go to bed early and get a good night's sleep, that's his business. He thought he was careful not to leave a trace when he visited your dreams last night too, but maybe you knew he was there all along? Well, he's happiest when he can spend time with you, awake or asleep, so it makes sense you feel the same way.

[mlobsters]

supernatural s11e11 into the mystic (w. robbie thompson)

giving credit where it's due, i think the show has been doing a good job picking licensed work, especially when not stuck to a particular genre. enjoyed here will you love me tomorrow by the shirelles

okay that monster is uh. something. don't eat the baby!! poor sweet thing.

LUCIFER When your brother was trapped in Purgatory you were here with a girl and a dog. You can't win this, Sam. You're just not strong enough. You didn't even bother trying to find him. And I know that if you're gonna beat the Darkness, you have to be ready to watch the people you love die.

i'd say don't let lucifer get to you, sam - but hell. i spiral over the smallest of social interactions, let alone the big evil angel who knows all my weak spots and is pushing the sorest ones for maximum manipulation. also where is the light coming from in his room with the pattern, he doesn't have a window? is it a weird lampshade? nightlight? scented plugin nightlight?? 🤪

everything's fine! been up who knows how long cleaning my gun, per yoozh

DEAN You okay? SAM Yeah, I'm fine. DEAN Are you sure? 'Cause you haven't left the bunker in days. SAM I'm fine.

I'M ACES, DEAN.

cas will be fine! which brings about the question, what's crowley doing in all this? i know he declared the team-up over, but no heads up about lucifer being out? is he incapacitated in some way?

(kinda wishing we had pellegrino to still be lucifer but i get it)

DEAN Maybe we ought to make a reservation. SAM Yeah, we should be so lucky to live long enough.

did know about this. don't be sad, don't be sad.

SAM Turns out Harold was stealing the other residents' Viagra. DEAN I know. A real dick move, huh?

cmon sammy, not even a chuckle? that was a good (bad) one :P

dean pocketing some viagra, all right.

(wiki) According to a tweet by writer Robbie Thompson, Dean stealing the Viagra was unscripted, and was ad-libbed by Jensen Ackles.

gosh that's pretty. what a lovely profile shot of sam

DEAN So no retirement, huh? SAM Hey, you're the one who's always wanted to go out blaze of glory style preferably while the Bon Jovi song is playing. DEAN I'm a candle in the wind. Yeah, but the way you said it, it was like that blaze of glory was gonna happen sooner rather than later.

lip service to the blaze of glory when it looks like all is lost but of course he wants to grow old together.

DEAN Are you okay? SAM No, I'm not, actually. Not at all. Being so close to Lucifer again, that... Brought stuff up. Stuff I thought I forgot about. DEAN You want to talk about it? SAM No. DEAN Well, look. Lucifer is never getting out of that cage, ever. And you are never going back, period. So... Case closed.

💔on all accounts

SAM Let's burn the bones so we can go home.

at least the bunker's home now

DEAN Gold blade. I don't have any in the trunk, so I got to head back to the bunker and grab a couple. You stay here and figure out who in this place is vulnerable.

someone vulnerable, like say, sam??

all this banshee talk makes me miss lydia from teen wolf. def the good kind of banshee though, no brain munching to be found

after hours of staring at 1968-1970 ford galaxies i see how similar they are to the impala lol

blarrgh dean is gonna unload his amara secrets to lucifer!cas, fucking great. always anyone but sam

DUDE. how had i never stumbled into this?? so i'm looking up mildred's actress dee wallace, and she was the mom in E.T.!! but!!! the little boy, elliott! is the dude in all the flanagan stuff - young hugh crain in hill house, henry in bly manor. mind blown LOL. that movie devastated me as a child and i haven't watched it since haha (which reminds me i was talking to my very sensitive 10 year old about charlotte's web and i was like, wasn't it sad? and he's like. eh. me: really? not sad?? him: ehh. LOL okay! i'm glad for you, little dude, didn't end up with that particular flavor of my sensitivity too)

anyway!

s11e11 mildred / e.t. (1982) dee wallace as mary

MILDRED I knew it. I knew it! I -- you two are too cute to be FBI agents.

i mean...

i was a little nervous what they were gonna do with marlene/eileen, having a deaf actress and character be a hunter is cool. assuming she doesn't die :S also she could teach them whatever fancy sigil situation she used to trap sam. ooh and a men of letters legacy, too. please don't kill her.

DEAN I tried to kill her. LUCIFER/CAS Well, the two of you are connected somehow by the Mark. DEAN Yeah, no, it's, uh... It's more than that. LUCIFER/CAS Attraction? Oh, Dean. DEAN I know. I know. Okay? Whatever it is... attraction, connection... I got to tell you, man, it scares me. I don't know that I can stop it. I don't know that I can resist it.

christ on a cracker. i hate everything about this. i got some time off from being enraged over him IMMEDIATELY lying to sam after all this we gotta be straight with each other yet again, but hey it's back. and now divulging to lucifer inadvertently, so much hate it.

[Mildred signs to Eileen ‘I got dibs on the other guy. You can have the tall one’] [Mildred giggles as she signs ‘I’m not much of a mountain climber anymore’ and laughs] [Eileen signs [‘Are you sure you don’t want both?’]

that was so cute and funny. thirsting over the boys in plain sight, and eileen like girl, shoot your shot, try for both of them! mildred is gorgeous, i think dean might be down

SAM Are you worried about her? So does this mean she has a shot? DEAN Well, I always did have a thing for Blanche on “Golden Girls” SAM Seriously? DEAN Hey, don't judge what you don't understand, Sammy. SAM No, I'm -- I'm not judging. I-I just always had a thing for Sophia. DEAN Yeah, I could see that.

sophia, huh. i mean, okay. can you imagine though, 6'4" sam and 4'10" estelle getty. talk about mountain climbing. and of course dean liked blanche, no brainer. and rue mclanahan was all of 51 when the show started

well, he went all-in on the crazy smile (sorry, pellegrino would never 😔)

EILEEN My mother was a lawyer. Be nice to follow in her footsteps. SAM I was studying law at Stanford when my brother came and got me so we could get our revenge. EILEEN You've been hunting together ever since? SAM Yeah. I-I wouldn't do this without my brother. He's had my back every step of the way. Even when I let him down.

oh, sammy 💔 show's convinced you that you fucked up more than i think you have (pushing the purgatory thing and i'm still not convinced :p) meanwhile we get to highlight how dean's fucking up right this moment.

well damn. they've done a great job establishing some little side characters i actually care about. thinkin if something happens to eileen or mildred 🔪🔪🔪

MILDRED You know, tell me something. When's the last time you watched a sunset without waiting for something to go bump in the night?

they (supposedly) would park and look at the stars sometimes, maybe they should add sunsets to the list

MILDRED You want to know the secret to living a long and happy life? DEAN Actually, yes, I do. MILDRED Follow your heart. You do that, all the rest just figures itself out.

and since i like her character and how she's playing her, this little sappy advice made me cry. also, i love how she's openly flirting with dean and he's flustered but not in the ew gross old lady is hitting on me way

great, and dean's the vulnerable one? i mean honestly, they're both emotionally vulnerable disasters all the time so.

MILDRED Darlin'... if there's one thing I've learned in all my years on the road, it's when somebody's pining for somebody else. Oh, don't try and hide it now. Follow your heart. Remember?

i mean. is he pining for amara? is that what we're going with? this obviously has the ambiguity that you could slap it on to whatever ship of choice as well. follow your heart to sam instead of your dick to amara? :p this nebulous connection to her is... nebulous. halfway tempted to just fucking look up how this plays out, but then i'm just waiting for things to happen (which is why i don't do well with big spoilers) so i probably won't. it has to be dire to do that (and i have with this show in the past, just to know how many episodes of whatever plotline were in my future)

DEAN He was looking for lore on the Darkness. Something a little off about him, too. SAM Something always seems a little bit off about Cas. Yeah, you know, being so close to Lucifer probably wasn't easy for him, either.

i'd say some of that's on the inconsistent writing/characterization of cas, but potayto potahto :p brushing off dean's concern to aid in finding out about lucifer at the worst time, i can imagine

SAM Dean... when I was with Lucifer, he, um... He showed me things. It was like a highlight reel of my biggest failures. DEAN Yeah, he was messing with you. That's what he does. SAM Give me a sec. I should've looked for you. When you were in Purgatory, I... I should've turned over every stone. But I didn't. I stopped. And I've never forgiven myself for it. DEAN Well... I have. Hey. That's in the past, man. What's done is done. All that matters now, all that's ever mattered, is that we're together.

oh 😭

oh god and sam's box with actual baby dean and sam in addition to the retirement home brochure?? now i'm really crying. good god. i knew about the brochure, but not the picture as actual kids

at least dean got into sleep clothes and under the covers this time.

go talk to sam, you stubborn ass.

[helianthus21]

Hi! I would love to see #10 and destiel if you are up for it! Can't wait to see what you come up with for some of these!

10. “Teach me how to play?”

“So, this is our mark.” Charlie pulls up a picture of a middle-aged dude, well-built, with Prince Eric hair and stunning blue eyes. “Siren. This club over there is his number one hunting ground. We gotta stop him. Who’s volunteering as prey?”

Sam and Dean look at each other, ready to whip out their hands for a match of rock-paper-scissors but Cas speaks up before they can even lift a finger. “I’m going,” he decides. When Dean opens his mouth to protest, he adds, “I’m the only one who is immune to his song. It’s only logical I go.”

Charlie hops up from her perch over her laptop to give Cas a quick makeover. She makes him lose the trenchcoat, rolls up his sleeves so he can show off his strong arms, and opens a few buttons of his dress shirt. “There,” she says, hands on her hips and smiling in silent self-laudation at the result. “You look great, Cas. That siren’s gonna be all over that! Doesn’t he look great, Dean?”

And Dean can’t really deny that.

But he doesn’t have to admit it either. So instead, he points out, “Cas doesn’t even know how to flirt. This isn’t gonna work.”

But glancing at Cas, he gathers from the petulant look the angel sends his way, that this comment has only served to reinforce his resolution to go through with this plan. “Teach me, then,” he all but orders.

Dean swallows. “Uh, come again?”

“If you’re so well-versed in the art of ‘flirting’,” Cas says, inching closer to Dean, and it doesn’t seem to matter that he’s shorter than Dean, his intimidation level is top-notch. “and you think you can do better than me. Then teach me.”

In an attempt to shake off the hot feeling somewhere down by his gut, Dean tries to ridicule. “I’m not gonna flirt with some wannabe Hasselhoff for you, come on.”

Because now that he looks at the mark a little more closely, he finds that Prince Eric aura has been a hoax. In fact, the guy looks more like the kind that goes to the gym just a little too often, takes an hour in the bathroom every morning and is probably on steroids too. Definitely not Dean’s type. Or anyone’s for that matter. How this dude can be a siren that people are actually attracted to enough that they’d die for him is a mystery.

Apparently not suspecting anything about Dean’s inner monologue, Charlie keeps on being a bad wing woman. “I think it’s a good idea, actually,” she says. “Remember when you talked me through flirting with that security guard? It worked then, too! You’re just gonna give him directions through the ear piece.

And Dean is powerless against that much determination.

“Great,” he grumbles. “I’m gonna teach you how to play, whatever. But when he inevitably dumps you, don’t come running back to me. Can’t do anything about your stupid face after all.”

Cas shoots him that look again, like he’d love nothing more than strike him with lighting right where he stands. “Your concern is noted,” he says, in that fake-polite way of his that makes Dean feel like an ass.

Well, screw him, Dean thinks.

The siren wants to. The siren really, really wants to, judging by the predatory look on his face.

“What is an ethereal being like you doing in an establishment like this.”

In the little surveillance van parked at the corner near the club, Sam widens his eyes at Dean. “Did he-? Are we busted?”

But Dean doesn’t panic. He has other concerns. “Nah, he’s just a slimy douche.” If that’s how he wants to get into Cas’ pants, he’s got another thing coming.

As he’s busy imagining dumping a bucket of goo over the guy’s head to make him really slimy, he misses Cas’ answer and only catches Douchebag McJerkface’s next cheesy line. “It is a shame to see such a gorgeous young man standing there all by himself.”

Dean watches as the siren extends an arm for Cas to hold on to. “Care to join me, handsome?”

“We get it, dude, you looked up all the synonyms for ‘pretty’ in a thesaurus,” Dean scoffs, shaking his head. “Amateur.”

“Dean!” Cas chides. Aloud. To the siren who shouldn’t know that three hunters are listening in from afar.

Next to Dean, Charlie slaps a hand against her forehead.

“Dean? What a beautiful name for a beautiful man.” The siren says, blessedly unaware of Cas’ little slip.

Dean snorts.

“Okay, tell him you’re new here and could do with a tour ‘round town.”

Cas says, “I’m new here and could do with a tour around town.”

Charlie’s hand flies against her forehead again at the bland tone in which Cas just repeated Dean’s line. Girl can talk. She didn’t do much better back at Roman Enterprises.

Apparently not minding Cas’ weirdness, the siren suggests, “I have a hotel room not far from here. How about we move the party over there to plan our little,” he lowers his tone to a sultry murmur. “Tour.”

“Oh, we’ll give you a tour alright,” Dean comments. “One way ticket to Purgatory, do not pass ‘Go’.”

On the other side of the connection, Cas chuckles. “Monopoly. I understand that reference.”

The siren looks puzzled. “What?” And it’s in that moment, head still lowered as if to better whisper more of his cheap flattery in Cas’ ear, when the siren notices something is wrong. “You wired? You a cop? A hunter?”

And before Cas can deny the accusation, the siren bolts.

“Fuck,” Sam exclaims. He grabs his gun and runs outta the van, his brother following close behind.

“Cas, you good?” Dean finds it necessary to ask in the middle of the chase after the siren.

“Yes, I’m,” Cas sounds a little breathless, like he’s elbowing his way through the crowd to catch their mark as well. “I’m alright.”

“He’s trying to get out through the back exit,” Charlie informs them helpfully from her all-seeing perspective in the surveillance van.

Sam gives Dean a sign and they split up, both of them circling the building from different sides.

When they reach the back door, though, Cas has already tackled the siren to the ground. And from there, it’s a cakewalk.

“So,” Dean says once the siren is dealt with. And after having checked Cas for any injuries, just to make sure. They’re standing too close, their arms brushing, and Dean itches to reach out, take Cas’ hand in his, pull him a little closer maybe.

Cas looks at him, that hopeful shine in his blue eyes, like he’s waiting for Dean to say more.

So Dean does.

“Told you your stupid face would ruin it.”