#or just didn't tell misha so he couldn't tell us

[youchangedmedestiel]

You don't know how to write a fix it fic after episode 15x18 "Despair"? Let me help you a little bit (well it's more like let Jensen help you with one of his songs):

Dean would still hope deep deep deep down that Cas would come back because he always did. He came back once from the Empty maybe he can do it again.

"How far will you go You should know You'll be on my mind Said you were leavin' But never said when you'd be comin' back home and I can't wait another day"

But Dean would also miss him and feel miserable without him. He would feel empty and would no longer want to live.

"Ride with me Round the lakeside Got a raincoat and a veil It's been so long since you went away Took all of your lovin' and left me with nothin' and When you go What a shame"

And Dean would think that he deserved to lose Cas and that it was his fault the angel died. He would remember all those memories and wouldn't believe he didn't see Cas's love for him. He, who always thought his love was unrequited, would realize how wrong he was.

"Maybe I deserved it To be left this way I'm not sure How I was so blind"

Dean would want Cas's love back, would want Cas back. But if he comes back he might become insane from the fear to lose him again or simply because he will be consumed by this love or just that he would lose his mind if Cas had to keep his love for himself again (lots of possibilities for this one).

"All I know's that if you return it And kept it here to stay I'd lose my mind I'd lose my mind"

Despite the lack of will to live, despite thinking this is what he deserves, despite the fear, despite all that, he would try anything to get him back from the Empty. He would go to the end of the world for him.

"Cause you know I'd go to the end of the world for you To the end of the world for you"

[multific]

Full Again

Dimitri Kraminoff x Reader

Warnings: Spoilers for Kraven, pregnancy, angst

Summary: You left him, you ran away. But he found you and he needs answers.

“Why? I thought you were different. You left me just like my brother.”

You couldn’t even look into his eyes. Avoiding him at all costs was the plan for the last year.

Well, almost a year, 11 months.

And there he was.

Sitting across from you at the table in his club.

Kidnapping you was exactly what he did. Bringing you here against your will.

And he only had one question.

“Why?”

The pain in his voice hurt.

“I had my reason.”

“I know you still love me. I can see in your eyes. So then what can possibly be your explanation?”

“I can’t-“ his fist met the table. It made you jump and his drink almost spilled.

“Bullshit,” he whispered. “Did you find someone? Someone better? Taller? More muscles?”

“No.” your answer was immediate and straightforward.

"THEN WHY?" he yelled, his eyes filled with tears.

"Because I was scared and pregnant," you said and a huge weight fell from your shoulders. You looked at your feet and blinked back the tears. "I was scared of your father." you looked into his eyes. "It broke me, but I had to leave. Who knows what he would have done if he found out? You know he never liked me."

"So, I have a child?"

"Yes." your voice was shaky yet it held power.

"How could you be so selfish? I have a child and you ran away?"

"I was selfish yes. A selfish mother who put their child before me. Please, you have to understand Dimi." you were crying. "Last year, during your birthday, your father looked at me and he told me that if I dared get pregnant he would personally kill my child and me. He looked into my eyes and told me this."

"Why didn't you tell me he threatened you?"

"You know I couldn't. And so, like a coward, I ran. I'm sorry." you stood up and wanted to leave.

"My father is dead you know. You don't have to be scared anymore. I took over his business. He can no longer hurt you." you looked at Dimitri shocked.

"How did he die?" you turned to look at him.

"Hunting accident. But I know my brother's hand was in it. You don't have to be scared anymore, come back to me. I will keep you safe. Both of you." he stood up and rushed over to you but you put your hands up, his chest met with your hands, but you didn't push him away.

Your eyes searched his for any sign of a lie.

"Is he really?" you whispered and he quickly nodded. "He is home, I can get him for you."

Dimitri looked confused.

"My father? I told you he is buried, in pieces."

"No, our son. I named him Mikhail. I call him Misha. Two months old, I found a kind woman who babysits him while I work." you looked behind yourself at the door. "I can bring him to you. You can meet him." your head snapped back and looked into his eyes as his hands came to his chest and held yours.

"You are so beautiful. I missed you so much."

His voice was so soft, so kind.

"I'm so sorry." tears began to fall again but his hand held you even closer, pulling you in.

His lips met yours.

It was so sweet and it filled your heart with so much love.

How could you leave him?

You love him so much.

"Let's get our son. I want us three to go home."

Home.

"I will get him for you, just give me a driver and a car. I need to... pack his things."

"Okay, I will still go with you."

"You won't be happy with the place I rent."

---

And you were right.

Dimitry looked at the building and froze.

You took this opportunity to go in and get your son from your neighbour.

"I brought you someone," you told Misha as he giggled. "Your father." you smiled as you lifted him and began putting his stuff away.

Dimitry walked into the apartment with a frown.

"Misha, look who it is," you said to your child with a voice only babies get. Misha was still very small.

Being only two months old.

But he looked exactly like Dimitry.

"My son." you handed your son to Dimitry who carefully held and looked at Misha. "I promise you, I will be so much better."

You believed him, you knew he would try his hardest to be the best father possible.

And you know he will be able to achieve his goal.

Once you finished picking up all your stuff, Dimitry guided you to your new home.

Misha quickly fell asleep and you placed him in the guest room, in the middle of the bed.

"We will decorate a room for him, I will buy everything he will ever need."

"Thank you, Dimi."

You two also decided to go to bed shortly after.

"He usually wakes up once per night to eat," you said as you lay down.

The mattress felt like heaven under your tired body.

"I will get up for him."

"And what will you feed him with?" you asked with a yawn as you closed your eyes.

You could imagine the confusion on his face.

You fell asleep not long after that.

Dimitri stayed up and watched you.

He was so happy to have you back. He was able to finally find you.

And now there you slept next to him with his son sleeping in the other room.

Dimitri slowly got up and headed to the room next door.

He walked in and watched his son sleeping, Dimitri knelt on the floor next to the bed and watched his son sleep.

"You look just like me," he whispered and ran a finger down the baby's cheek.

His mind was completely blank all he could do was feel, Misha's cheek was so soft.

"I now completely understand your mother. I would have run away with you too."

Dimitri watched Misha sleep for about an hour before he headed back to his bed where you were.

He moved in under the blanket and pulled you close before he went to sleep.

His heart also felt full.

A/N: The above picture is not mine, credit goes to the owner. (once we have some gifs uploaded to Tumblr, I will be able to use those)

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[dotthings]

The reason for the ambiguity Misha references--the it could be that, or it could be something else--was the writers writing Destiel into the canon with queer coding, without tripping corporate alarms that would result in a hard no and a full shutdown. Queer coding is still part of canon, although not operating the same way things do when writers have a greenlight to make it expressly clear. They got that for Castiel's confession. Dean's side is still in the ambiguous area but is the same goals and method as with Castiel. People need to learn to add 2+2 and get 4. With Cas, they got a greenlight to make it absolutely clear text. Dean therefore...is only missing that final step. Right along, once the writers started doing the hints, both Dean and Cas were queer coded, and interested in each other. Missing the final piece on Dean's side doesn't make it "imaginary" or fake or not part of the canon that Dean is bi, and in love with Cas. It's that Cas is the only one that got the clear runway to go loud and clear. I think Dean's side isn't subtle. I don't think it's all that hard to spot what the writers were doing. And we also know from a previous statement from Misha that both he and Jensen, and the writers, "leaned into it."

The fact that the denialism about Castiel's side of it is still at ridiculous levels despite that being expressly greenlit and made expressly clear but we still have to wade through denialism about Cas being queer and in love with Dean.

I am not going to have patience with people who play denialism on the queer coding on Dean's side, even if we don't have expressly greenlit openness like with Cas.

This shouldn't have to be such an issue, or people get hate just for reading Dean as bi, let alone the ongoing hatred and denialism about queer Cas in love with Dean. Queer coding exists.

We have multiple confirmations how purposefully the writers set about doing this despite the ceiling placed from above. They were not mocking shippers. They weren't telling you that you're insane for seeing it with one hand while doing Destiel with the other. It's that they couldn't speak. It's that they didn't have a full greenlight. So they pushed it as far as they could. It's real. It's part of the crafting of the series. It's in the text. It wasn't queerbaiting, because the intention wasn't to dangle and rug yank, and not take it seriously, the intention was to put Destiel in there, while having to dodge external obstacles that would stifle it.

More people need to understand how queer coding can be part of canon or the methods creatives in Hollywood still to this day have to resort to for how media and "canon" and queer coding works.

"Cas is gay" is expressly canon and is loudly spoken. I'm still waiting on WBD US to acknowledge it in spn promotional materials, and quit going with this pretending it's not there while they look the other way and permit it, but it's still out there, it's done.

"Dean is bi" is queer coded still, but that doesn't mean we can't say Dean is bi in the canon and in love with Cas, because that is what the canon coded for Dean. It's there. It's not...out there the way Castiel's confession moved things for Cas. But it's there.

Castiel's confession was confirmation on what many people had already noticed and things already built into the story. It wasn't "out of nowhere." It wasn't inserted at the last minute for "pandering." It was the final step in a years long build. Dean's feelings for Cas...had similar build and the next step would be--

[wellofdean]

Fellas, this quote from Jensen over the weekend... I LIVE!

"There's few people that, when the cameras are rolling, you get to truly create moments that aren't on the page, and it's hard sometimes to find rhythm and cohesiveness with everybody you work with, and when you find the rare person that can...play at a level that makes you want to be better, it's almost like a high, that when the creative juices are flowing, and you are making moments that you maybe didn't even plan to be there, "happy accidents" we used to call 'em, of emotion, or between the lines nuance moments, and I think there's a reason that the story of Cas and Dean skewed to where it was, because I kept being able to have that creative ignition with Mish, when those cameras were rolling that made me a better actor, and made me want to find that even more."

First, what I nice thing to say about Misha! It must be super embarrassing to sit next to a guy who is just singing your praises like a bird all the time.

Second, I know there are those in the fandom who will sieze on the word "accident" and think yeah, it was all just Jensen things, he wants to sit in Misha's lap and twirl his hair, and like...ok, maybe! But, what interests me here is his use of the word 'cohesiveness' and the end, where he is saying that those moments arose because playing opposite Misha made him better at acting, and better at finding nuance and communicating what was not on the page.

I've been thinking a lot about the cohesiveness Supernatural has despite all the writers room/showrunner turnover, because in some ways, particularly character ways, it is REALLY cohesive, and I think a lot of that is down to the actors, and A LOT of what is down to the actors is Jensen, because he is clearly very invested in Dean, and cares a lot about getting Dean right. I mean, he played this complicated, fascinating guy on this silly genre show with his whole heart for 15 years, which is AMAZING and humble and beautiful of him, if you ask me. And I think a lot about how he made Dean so cohesive.

Making a TV show or a film is not just playing out the scenes in order -- it's stopping, resetting, starting again, waiting around, starting, reshooting, etc. And, it really isn't just straightforwardly an emotional journey. I think people really underestimate the professionalism involved, and how fucking great at it Jensen is. What this quote tells me is that moments between Cas and Dean were cathected and emotional in ways he couldn't have predicted, but he KNEW what he was playing, what he was trying for, and that Misha, as an actor, helped him find what he needed to convey in ways he didn't expect and which were a little bit of creative magic. Cas and Dean's story went the way it did because Misha helped him be better at finding nuance and emotion in Dean that wasn't in the words he was there to say, but WAS in Dean.

Guys, I love. Jensen is so not a dumbass. He is so thoughtful in commenting on Dean and I am HERE FOR IT. I have so many questions! Like, I have never been to a con, and kind of feel like it would be embarrassing? But, I have so many questions.

[ender-nogard]

What if all the characters from ride the cyclone represent the 7 deadly sins?

Ocean - pride

• She is an overachiever

• She sees herself on top/most important in the human pyramid

• She tries to be the center of attention every chance she gets.

•She tells everyone that she is the best no mater what.

Noel - lust

•He sings about being a sex worker

•He makes a few innuendos when he's on stage

•There is no good way to phrase without it sounding off, but most representations of the sin of lust tend to be attracted to the same sex, Noel is a gay man.

Misha - Wrath

• "meet Misha, the angriest boy in town"

• "I only have 2 emotions, rage, and passion"

• He cusses the most

• He is the most defensive about almost everything (example: when he kisses Noel and says it's normal, when he is defending his girlfriend)

•He yells at the choir

•He's mad he'll never meet his fiancee in life

•He's mad at his life is unfair (his mom died, and his adopted family shuns him)

Constance - Gluttony

•Her song is "sugar cloud"

•Her family runs a bakery

•She looks back on the food she ate (cupcakes, pizza night)

•She was over consuming 18+ content

•She wanted to experience sex before she died because she saw so much porn she wanted to experience it and even though it didn't hurt her physically it hurt her mentally

•remember gluttony is over consumption, it doesn't always have to be food.

Jane - Envy

•She comes off as extremely jealous about other people's life

•In her song she asks god why she had to die without any memories, and without any loved ones

•The other members got what she didn't, a proper funeral.

•When she gets the name Savannah she asks for the greenest eyes, green represents envy ( @zhemchuzhina-x said this first)

Karnak - greed

•I have no other reason to say this besides that he is extremely expensive, he is a novelty fortune machine, those get expensive.

•In order to use Karnak you need to insert money, because he is a carnival machine.

•Carnivals are very expensive in general, they raise the price of food, they use cheap materials to make money and it works 99.9% of the time.

•Because of the negligence of the carnival, probably because they didn't wanna pay for professionals, the main 6 died.

Ricky - sloth

•Ricky could make make friends, and did, but he was off in his world

•Obviously Ricky couldn't help being the way he was, but one could assume he was at home/ watching movies more than other kids his age, which is reminiscent of the sin of gluttony.

•Ricky is chill af, he lets bygones be bygones, and he doesn't care what people do until they become dicks, but besides that Ricky is mellow af.

Virgil - angel

•Virgil was the name of the angel in Dante's inferno, a story about a man going through all the circles of hell.

•Virgil kills Karnak and himself, which could be a typical sin, but also seen as selfless because he kills a "sin" (Karnak), plus Virgil was a rat so he didn't really mean to kill both of them on purpose.

Obviously I could be wrong, nobody fits perfectly into just one category as humans are complicated creatures, Ricky and Noel could be switched along with Constance. I just noticed things while watching RTC and wanted it to fit my OCs. Add whatever you want, or switch around characters to make this theory fit how you see RTC.

[disorganised-bagel]

hello hello :) here is my rtc secret santa for @kittycatsfromzolar :D i didn't know what you'd want so i wrote some spacerap because you said you liked them :D i really hope this is okay :')

happy holidays :D

@rtc-secret-santa-event

Ricky looked down at the piano before him, gently running a fingertip over the keys.

Choir practice had just wrapped up for the day, the other members all saying their goodbyes and getting ready to leave. As she did every time, Ocean had briefly stopped by him on her way out to remind him to practice (wasn't that what these meetings were for?), and compliment his skills at the instrument.

It had been a surprise to the others that he could play the piano, having not had a chance to bring it up before being relegated to tambourine, but they had been more than happy to allow him to switch instruments if he wanted to, as a part of helping to include him more as a part of the choir.

The group had become much more tight-knit following the Cyclone, and as a result that meant that he was actually being treated as part of the team, which was nice.

"Yo! Ricky!"

Ricky looked up, blinking, having been broken out of his stupor by a voice addressing him (he still wasn't used to people interrupting his thoughts by actually talking to him, though he couldn't say it was unwelcome).

Misha had apparently lagged behind the others, remaining stood in the middle of the room, backpack slung casually over one shoulder.

Smiling, Ricky waved.

"Hi Misha," he said using his AAC device, which sat on his lap.

Misha grinned as he approached, looking between Ricky and the piano.

"You play piano madwickedawesome!" he said with a starry-eyed expression, bouncing on his heels. "Almost as dope as squeeze-keys."

"Accordion," Ricky corrected, flushing a little at the compliment. "And thank you! I love playing music."

Misha nodded enthusiastically, and Ricky noted the way he was fiddling slightly with the cuffs of his sleeves.

"You okay?" he asked, tilting his head a little towards Misha, who continued nodding.

"Yes, yes, I just... have a question," he gestured towards the piano. "I have been working on my next sick track, and I thought it could be epic to have some piano instrumentals, if you would be down?"

Eyes widening slightly, Ricky nodded eagerly, grinning.

"Sure!" he replied, eliciting a quiet 'yes!' from Misha. "But also, if you wanted, maybe I could try and teach you some piano? Since, y'know."

He waved a hand at the piano he was sat at.

Misha gasped, hands flapping slightly in excitement.

"Dude! That would be so dope! Thank you so much!" he said. "Only if you are sure, though?"

"Of course!"

At that, Misha quickly grabbed a chair from a nearby desk, pulling it up beside the piano bench that Ricky was sat on.

With Misha's permission, Ricky gently took his right hand and laid it across the keys, putting it in the correct position, before copying it with his own and beginning to go through the basics.

Misha proved to be a quick learner, easily mimicking Ricky's movements and picking it up - even attempting the sheet music that had been left in the stand (though he struggled to read the annotations that Ocean had scrawled around the staves).

He was also a good listener, encouraging Ricky to tell him about himself and his interests as he copied his playing.

After a while of this, upon finishing the general summary of Zolar lore that he had been giving Misha (there was nowhere near enough time to get too far into the intricacies of Zolarian society, but hopefully at a later date. Misha seemed invested, at least), Ricky realised that he had been rambling slightly, and decided to encourage Misha to talk, too.

"I'm interested how the piano will fit into a rap song," he raised his eyebrows, curious. Misha looked up from the C key he was pressing repeatedly, eyes lighting up.

"It is actually not rap!" he said excitedly. "I have been branching out into new genres, yo! Nobody can put Misha Bachynskyi in a box! Have you heard any of my new stuff?"

Ricky frowned slightly, as he shook his head.

Admittedly, he'd been meaning to keep up with Misha's 'BadEgg' YouTube channel, but it kept slipping his mind.

Misha didn't seem to mind though, smile remaining wide.

"I have been trying guitar," he switched to repeatedly pressing the D key. "Sounds sick."

"I should check it out, then," Ricky nodded, typing with one hand as he absentmindedly played a simple melody with the other.

"Yes!" Misha nodded, before gasping, eyes wide with excitement as he suddenly pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Actually! I should have the song I have been working on here somewhere..."

He began scrolling through his audio recordings, which, from what Ricky could see from where he was sitting, were named things ranging from words in Ukrainian that he didn't understand, to stuff like 'orphan a hole diss track' (Ricky remembered that one. Ocean had been horrified at all the colourful language Misha'd managed to use in the chorus).

Eventually, he stopped at one titled 'BADEGGS NEXT SICK DROP YO' with several fire emojis, and pressed play.

Immediately, despite what Misha had been saying, Ricky was still caught off-guard at the extreme shift in genres from his other music. True to his word, it was very different to the intense, overly-autotuned rap that he had otherwise been creating.

Instead, Ricky was nodding his head along to the gentle strumming of the guitar chords, Misha's low voice singing in Ukrainian over it. Admittedly, the audio mixing needed a little work, but Ricky found himself smiling softly as he listened, this moment suddenly feeling oddly intimate, despite the fact that he couldn't understand the words being spoken.

Despite how different it was from the other things he'd heard from him, it felt very Misha. Just... passion, not rage, he supposed.

Glancing up at Misha, he saw him already looking back at him, eyes softer than he'd ever seen them (Ricky wasn't used to being looked at that way. He thought he might like it). He was smiling too, tooth gap on full display, and Ricky almost found it comical, that this was Uranium's alleged 'bad boy' he was sitting beside.

Eventually, the last few notes of the track played out, and Misha shoved his phone back into his pocket, eager grin back on his face.

"So! What did you think?" he asked. "I would like your feedback. You know this stuff."

Flushing a little, Ricky signed a quick 'thank you', before thinking for a second.

"I liked it," he nodded a little, watching as Misha pressed down a chord on the piano again. He really was picking it up quickly. "It was different, but in a good way."

"Yes!" Misha pumped a fist in the air. "That is what I was going for. Thank you, Space Jesus!"

Ricky beamed at the nickname, one that had managed to stick for a while now, and still managed to fill Ricky with warmth every time he heard it.

"I think that piano would really take it to the next level, you know?" Misha added, leaning his entire elbow on the keys, before grimacing slightly at the discordant noise it made. Ricky nodded. "Dude, this is gonna be so sick! BadEgg and Space Jesus' epic new collab! The world is not ready, man!"

"Hell yeah!" Ricky grinned in response, raising a hand, which Misha eagerly met with a fistbump.

At that moment, however, Ricky's eyes caught on the clock hanging from the classroom wall, and he almost had to do a double-take. How had they been in there for nearly two hours?

Noticing his sudden shift in demeanour, Misha turned quickly in his seat (almost causing it to topple over), following his gaze to the clock, before sighing.

"Ah," he said, and Ricky nodded, suddenly feeling a wave of disappointment washing over him. "Time passed so quickly, yo. Should probably be getting out of here, huh?"

He stood up and began moving the chair back over to where it came from, rearranging the classroom to how it had been before practice (though he was careful not to disturb Ricky's crutches, which were leaned against a desk nearby).

"Thank you for helping me out, man!" Misha added, grabbing his backpack from where he'd dumped it on the floor and slinging it back over his shoulder. "You are very wise."

Ricky felt the corners of his mouth tugging up as he began packing away his sheet music, stopping for a second to type a response.

"No problem," he thought for a moment. "If you want, maybe you could come over to mine sometime? I have a keyboard at home." A pause. "Though... my cats chew on the cables a lot so I'm not entirely sure how functional it is anymore."

"Dude, that would be so sick!" Misha gasped, bouncing on his heels as he beamed at Ricky. "Thank you so much!"

Ricky returned the smile, and for a few beats they both remained in silence, before Misha suddenly leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

However, Ricky barely had a chance to process it, his face flushing bright red as Misha cleared his throat, suddenly avoiding eye contact.

"See you tomorrow, dude!" he said, pointing finger guns at him, which Ricky dazedly returned as Misha turned on his heel and left.

Then, after a few seconds, he smiled.

Maybe he was a bigger BadEgg fan than he thought.

[gold-rhine]

wow i think you're the first one i've seen being critical and honest about 2.2 story quest bc ive seen people just... praise it for being so "deep" and "meaningful"

im super annoyed at the part where we fight together w/ firefly for some contest??? where argenti appears at the end. i dont even remember the name of the place bcs i was like- what was the reason for this????????????? its so out of nowhere and got me so annoyed cuz i want to advance to the story already

like sure there are twists that got me shocked like with misha being the watchmaker bcs i wasnt expecting that at all and the angel siblings too

also what's the purpose of flower box thingy handed out by sparkle from the beginning????? i hope it becomes relevant in the next story quest??? idk

oh my god it was so random asdfghjkl it's like if in star wars at the very end they were like hmm how do we infiltrate the death star?? oh i know, we go to the reality show contest held by the Emperor and then Vader is here at the end giving dramatic speech and telling Luke he's his father

like i get it that they want to include reality shows\contests parody for their america parody, but like. right at the ending??? absolutely murdering the pacing??? we spend like 40 minutes at this filler??? and then speedrun TWO cheesy endings in a row??? like why couldn't it been in prev patch. we couldn't cut an hour out of like 5 hours of aventurine content???

tbh misha twist didn't do much for me bc like, they didn't really give me reason to care about "watchmaker legacy"??? like it was a mystery with kind of no clear stakes from the start. like ok he's watchmaker, all we did is loot a harmony hat of his corpse????

with preservation MC they got preservation powers by PROTECTING belobog. like, it tracks why act of sacrifice to protect a planet would resonate with god of protection. but here??? what did we do to resonate with harmony??? we legit just picked up a hat???

i don't know, misha being watchmaker is like. ok, what does it change? what does it mean? we never really knew him. it doesn't say anything interesting, so? plot twists are only interesting to me when they recontextualize things.

sam being firefly is at least interesting, bc it gives her personality and we learn that transition couldn't save her and we had like, some relationship with her. but like. if anyone else was revealed to be watchmaker instead of misha, what would have changed?

edit: like, take fontaine plot twist that furina is a mortal and focalors is in oracle machine. this twist recontextualizes our existing understanding of furina, it explains her behavior, it makes us reevaluate our understanding of her. without this twist, entire ending falls apart, its integral for the plot.

with watchmaker, say gallagher was revealed to be watchmaker instead. what changes meaningfully? say we pick up harmony hat from the sidewalk and not from the corpse, what changes in the plot?

[dirtybitfic]

Reality pt.3

(I didn't proofread cause it already took me long enough to finish this so if there are typos I'm so sorry)

I wake up feeling extra warm and comfortable , I blink open my eyes and look down to see arms around my waist . I cant help the smile that spread across my face when I remember who's is beside me in bed . I try my best to stay still so I don't wake him up . sadly the second I made even a peep Misha ran over and jumped onto the bed attacking me with kisses and waking him up in the process. I couldn't help the giggles that escaped when I saw matts face when Misha played on him licking his face non stop. "Misha Misha calm down baby " I say as I try and get her off of him . " Sorry I tried my best not to wake you up but evidently someone had other plans " I say laughing as I pet Misha.

" It's okay I down mind being woken up by dog kisses" he says smiling and giving Misha head scratches. I could barely control myself when I heard his morning voice. His voice is hot as fuck already but this ... ooh this is so much better. "I was gonna go down and make some breakfast , does anything sound good to you?" I ask him while getting up and going to my closet to grab a sweatshirt. "mmm I don't know bacon sounds pretty good " he says while stretching " Alright bacon I can do that ... you like pancakes ?" I say and he nods " Any specific type , I usually makes blueberry and chocolate chip" I say and he smiles " I love chocolate chip pancakes " he says and I nod " Sounds good ill be down in the kitchen so take your time getting up " I say and he nods.

I just finished up cooking breakfast . I made pancakes, eggs, bacon , sausage and cut up some fresh fruit . He walks down stairs smiling " Smells great in here" he says and I smile . We both plate up what we want and sit down. We eat mostly in silence just enjoying having each others company . We decided it would be nice to take a little hike close by and see one the waterfalls .

I just got dressed and fed Misha , I would take her but this hike is a bit dangerous for dog especially with the waterfall and slightly wet surfaces. We hopped in my car and made the quick 20 minute drive . We talked about random stuff like childhood memories and funny moments.

The hike isn't too hard but its definitely not easy , we both had to stop and take breaks from time to time but I just kept telling him once we got to the waterfall it would all be worth it . " So do you hike out here a lot?" he asked and I shook my head " Not that much anymore , when I was younger I did . My parents loved to hike and in high school it was a fun place to go with friends but now not so much" I say and he nods " I get that , I used to love taking long walks and hikes with my family or just by myself to clear my head but I guess i've just gotten busy and don't have the time anymore" he says and I nod " Growing up sucks huh" I say and he laughs " Yeah id give anything to be a carefree kid again" he says and I laugh " Same "

The second we reach the waterfall we sit and catch our breathe taking in the view. " It really is beautiful" Matt says and I look over watching his face contort with emotions as he takes in the surroundings. " Yeah it really is" I say looking away from him smiling.

By the time we got back to my car my feet were cramping and my entire body was sore. " The view was beautiful but fuck I'm exhausted" Matt says laughing and I join in " Yeah , I think I need an ice bath with how sore I am" I joke and he laughs . We get back to my house and I go up to my room grabbing a change of clothes to wear after my shower . Matt comes in flopping down on the floor laying there while Misha laid next to him wagging her tail. " Im gonna hop in the shower " I say to Matt and he nods . I wrestle with myself in my mind on if I should invite him in with me or not . I finally just blurt it out " Do you want to maybe - u-um join me" I say more as a rushed question . He looks at me smiling widely " Yeah you want me to?" he asks in a deep teasing tone , I try my best to not sound stupid " Yeah I- I mean only if you want to you don't have to" I answer quietly avoiding eye contact feeling super fucking nervous. " Id love to" he says standing up and walking over to me . " wait really?" I ask and he chuckles " Yes" is all he says before he grabs my arm and pulls me with him into the bathroom.

He looks deeply into my eyes as he slowly starts taking his shirt off , I decide to do the same . You couldn't cut this tension with a knife. Im so nervous but also buzzing with excitement. Once we're both topless we start on getting our pants off , I take off my bra after and once were both in our underwear we both take a moment to soak in each others bodies. The way he looking at me is making me so nervous, he looks like he wants to eat me alive.

We both finally take off our underwear and step into the shower turning on the hot water and letting it cascade down us. I have a large shower with multiple heads so we're both getting soaked by water. I take my body wash off the shelf but he stops me before I can lather myself. " Let me " he says and I smile letting him lather me in my Carmel apple scented body wash . He slowly steps me back so the water can rinse off the suds. He hands me his body wash and I practically squeal in excitement . The amount of times I fantasized about shit like this is crazy and now... its reality . I take my sweat time lathering his body feeling every muscle and digit of his body. He rinses it off then grabs my shampoo again doing it for me . I tell him to only do the roots and about half way down and he listens but he comments that its stupid not to shampoo all of the hair , I explained to him why I don't shampoo the ends ... to be honest I don't think he understood but I think he just acted like he did to make me happy. He conditioned the ends like I told him and I rinsed it out.

I took my time shampooing him , it was difficult because he's taller than me so I had to be on my tippy toes. He noticed I was struggling so he scooped me up and held me up as I wrapped my legs around him. " Better?" he asks and I smile and hum "Mhm" I say and I continue lathering in the shampoo. What u least expected him to do was take one of my nipples in his mouth. " Matt" I gasp as my hands falter . He grips my thighs tighter as my head slightly leans back and I let out a whimper. He pulls off with a slight sting of his teeth dragging on my nipple . " Sorry I couldn't resist they were in my face" he says with a smile . He steps back into the water and I help rinse the shampoo out .

I cant help the smile that spreads on my face when I feel the tip of his dick graze my pussy. I haven't seen it yet but I have a feeling its not small . After the shampoo is all out he doesn't put me down he keeps me held up . " You look so hot with wet hair" he says and I laugh "what why?" I ask and he shakes his head " I don't know it just looks good" he says and I smile . " You gonna put me down or?" I question and he shakes his head again " Nope I like you right here" he says before taking my other nipple in his mouth making me gasp. He flicks his tongue and sucks on it making pleasure course through my body.

" fuck matt" I whine and he comes off with a pop " Feel good?" he asks with a smirk I nod my head quickly letting out a whine . He sets me down and turns off the water. I step out grabbing my towel then handing him his. The second he wraps his around his waist he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder making me laugh. " what are you doing?" I ask mid laugh " Taking you to bed" he says in a deep voice making my laughs stop . I wanted this , him, for so long and I still haven't registered that it truly is happening ... and not just in my head.

He lays me down on the bed hovering over me , I wrap my arms around his neck bringing him in for a deep kiss. His lips are soft and his tongue warm and he explores my mouth with it making me moan into the kiss. He postings his body right in-between my thighs . The kiss turns from slow and warm to hot and needy . I cant help the moans that escape my mouth as my hands roam his body. One of his hands slowly trails down to my thigh making me whimper into the kiss. He pulls away and starts kissing and sucking on my neck. Im whining and whimpering under him as his hands slowly slides its way closer and closer to my dripping wet pussy. He slowly starts kissing down as he uses his other hand to undo my towel thats around me . He kisses all the way down until he reaches my pussy . I watch him intently and his eyes meet mine and his tongue flicks out meeting my clit making me gasp . He smiles before he goes in licking and sucking so skillfully , i'm panting and moaning and my head drops back and my back arches. " M-matt feels so good" I moan and he groans into me making me twitch. He starts sucking harder on my clit making me moan out loudly as my hands move to his wet hair.

He slowly enters a finger into me making the pleasure even more heightened . " Ahh f-fuck matt oh god" I moan as my legs start to tremble and I feel myself getting closer to release . " Taste so sweet , I always knew you would" he says as he adds another finger in making me gasp and my face to contort in pleasure . " You gonna be a good girl and cum for me?" he asks with a smirk on his face and I moan " Yes yes fuck im s-so close" I moan and he goes back to licking and sucking my clit . My legs are shaking and slowly tightening around his head and my fingers are tugging tighter on his hair . " Matt oh f-fu please don't stop " I whine and his fingers move faster making my entire body tremble and my toes curl and I fall over the edge screaming his name as I come undone all over his face and fingers.

" Thats it good girl" he groans as he watches me come undone for him. I slowly come down and his fingers finally stop moving as he slowly slides them out. I watch him as i'm breathing heavily , he slides his fingers into his mouth sucking my juices of making me moan . " Did so good for me" he praises making me smile and blush. He slowly moves back up my body . " Gonna let me make you feel good?" he asks in a sultry voice , I nod " Yes please matt" I say in a needy tone and he smiles.

" One thing though" he says and I furrow my eyebrows " What is it?" I ask and his eyes getting darker " I like to be in full control and ... I want you to call me sir . is that okay with you?" he says and I smile "Yes sir" I say in a slutty voice making him groan . " You have no idea how long i've wanted to do this " he says and I smile " same" I say and he smiles.

" I'll go easy at first but the second you adjust I won't be easy " he says and I nod " Okay" I say and he nods. He slowly takes off the towel form his waist and I get the first look at his dick. This is going to be painful I think to myself , he's long like very long and thick . " Hey it's okay" he says as i'm guessing he can see the panic on my face . I take a deep breathe and fully lay down . " Ready?" he asks and I nod . I feel his tip slip up and down my folds making me sigh . He slowly starts sliding in making me gasp . He's stretching me so much and its only the tip . " I know I know , deep breathes baby " he soothes me and I try my best to relax . The more he slides in the more pain spreads through my body. " M-matt it hurts" I whimper as my hands grasps his bicep tightly . " I know sweetheart I know i'm going as slow as possible" he says in a sweet tone . After a couple excruciating minutes he's fully in and the pain is lessening .

Ive never felt so full in my life , I always fantasied about him being big but not this fucking big. At first I felt like I was being ripped in half but now i'm feeling so much pleasure in spots i've never felt before. " Fuck you're squeezing me so tight" he groans making me smile . " Think you can handle me going a little harder ?" he asks and I nod " Use me Matt I can handle it " I whimper and he immediately starts pounding the fuck out of me . I cant help the moans and screams I let out , he's so deep I feel like he's in my chest . " FUCK OH- S-SO DEEP" I literally scream out as he hits so deep I squirt out of nowhere and my legs begin twitching and trembling . " Atta girl " he says and he holds me down by my hips somehow going even harder than he was before . Im fully unable to speak at this pint the only thing that leaves my mouth are squeaks , moans, whimpers and screams as he continues to make me squirt all over him so many times I loose count .

Im becoming so over stimulated and i'm shocked with how much stamina he has . Ive never gone for this long , i'm not comparing but my body feels like it about to shut down any second . " Fucking you dumb with my big cock huh" he says smirking proudly as he watches tears fall down my cheeks . " Y- yes -- s... sir" I choke out In a scratchy voice . " fuck " he groans as I feel his dick start to pulse in me . " You're gonna cum with me " he demands as his fingers rub circles on my swollen clit making my entire body tremble and my hip to lift off the bed . " I - c- cant ... to - to much " I gasp as his fingers add more pressure " You're going to do as I say " he says in a demanding tone that makes me shiver . I whine in protest as my body try to get away from him . He grips my hip so tight its going to leave bruises " come on I can feel you pulsing " he says and I whimper . " MATT" I scream as I come undone , I fully stop breathing and my body convulses and curled into his . He releases into me with a low groan as he holds me close to him .

I finally catch my breath and fully collapse onto the bed , I can barely open my eyes and i'm breathing do heavily its all you can hear. " Shh its okay its okay" he says as he slowly pulls out and lays down pulling me onto him soothing my back . Crazy how he can go form rough as fuck and dominate too sweet and calm the next second . I relax into him as tears still fall from my eyes and my breathing starts to slowly go back to normal. My entire body is shaking and my pussy is pulsing from the abuse it just took from his huge dick.

After probably and hour i've calmed down and my body has stopped trembling . " Let's get you cleaned up" he says before picking me up and bringing me to the bathroom . He sets me on the toilet so I can pee and starts a bath for me . I finish my business and slowly stand stumbling over to the tub . He helps me in and then gets in behind me letting me lean back into his chest and he soothes my hair. " You doin okay?" he asks quietly " more than okay" I say smiling and he pulls me closer keeping his arms wrapped around me.

We lay in the bath comfortable in silence letting the water relax our muscles . " You ready to get out and go to bed?" he asks and I nod sleepily . He helps me out and drys me off before we both climb into bed fully naked not having the energy nor really wanted to put on clothes. He turns off the lights and pulls me close .

I fall asleep within minuets feeling his warmth wrap around me like a blanket of comfort .

I genuinely cant believe this I say reality right now , I wanted this man for years and I finally have him . I will also say that older guys do it better which I fully expected but tonight really showed me that its true. I cant wait to see where this all goes but for now i'm happy .

Her you guys goooooo! I finally got my shit together and finished this part !

Lova ya 🫶🏼💋

@imjusthereforthesturniolosmut @sturniolonmc @blahbel668 @sturnxp

[unkindledangell]

So... here we go again, waking up to see Jared/J2M/Mishalecki stans seeing Jared getting hate, again, from what Misha said in his panel. Let's talk.

Even though those pranks happened years ago, even though Jensen was sometimes involved and didn’t "defend" Misha (they always forget about Jackles in this), and even though we just saw Jensen grow and accept Cas's romantic confession when he used to be uncomfortable with Destiel and wasn't very tactful with fans at conventions about it years ago... Apparently, Jared can't change, and is still the same bully even after all these years.

The pranks were very heavy handed, Jared was tough, and I think they've left it implied that the line was crossed at some point, specially what happened when Misha ran J2 off the set.

But, man, they talk about this at conventions. They've told it so many times that it's obvious it's a topic they've talked about among themselves. Misha talk about it like an anecdote. They worked together for over 13 years, they still see each other. Do people think they haven't talked about pranks? That being together for so many years didn't cause them to have friction, disagreements or arguments with each other?

They are grown men with families. Misha has said when he had his limits, he has told when Jensen had to apologize to him. Do you think he didn't do it with Jared? That they never talked adult to adult to give each other the stop?

Not defending Jared because he was rude, but people forget that Jensen also joins in on the pranks and didn't stop him. And yet, surely they already talked about it, it has years of them getting along that heavy. They weren't kids at the time but they didn't have the same maturity as they do now, and sometimes I think people throw all the hate at Jared as if it happened recently or as if Misha couldn't defend himself, or as if Misha was telling it with pain and not as one more stuff about things that happened to him

(This is NOT a Jackles hate post. Just mention that Jensen has also pranked Misha, but people don't usually mention it, or they tend to minimize or make the events more serious than they really were. They're grown up men, they're friends, and I have seen so many posts on Tumblr/Twitter mentioned Jared as some kind of bully as if they weren't friends, joking with each other. The 3 together.

Sarcasm. I said Jensen don't "defend" Misha because there's no one to defend. They're adults. Godlord

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[championari]

It's been 3 years since my life changed forever. So I want to get out all of my feelings and what I went through during this time in 2020.

See, I had already known about "Destiel" for years, only hearing whispers about it vaguely, and most of the time, in a very negative light. But around October, I started seeing videos compiling their moments, and thanks to my recent exposure to fanfiction thanks to Good Omens, I decided to finally see what the talk was all about. and of course, you can guess what I thought. But I still didn't believe it would happen. I was curious, given there were only a few episodes left to air at that point. I told myself that I would vaguely pay attention in case anything did happen.

I remember watching it, late that night. All of the anxiety piling up on me thanks to election week, and I just...broke. I was in hysterics for characters I had only known for a few weeks, but it wasn't a complete failure to me. At the time, I was so confident that it wasn't the end, that the next 2 episodes would see Dean and Sam figuring out a way to rescue Castiel. I had never believed in something so thoroughly then I did during that time. It was all still going to be ok.

And...it wasn't. those 2 weeks went by and we were left with nothing. Barely even a name mentioned, no discussion of the confession, no conclusive answer from Dean. And that...I didn't know how to properly describe what I was feeling then. I mean, why was I getting so upset over characters that, until a few weeks ago, I could barely care less about?

But I get it now. See, at the time I had, shall we say, an ignorant view of LGBTQ people and their struggles. I was the kind of person who heard of Korrasami going canon, and was just really confused. "why are people so crazy about this? They're just holding hands, what's the deal?" I had only ever known homophobia by this nebulous annoyance, and classified it under the same umbrella as people in gaming communities I frequented being weirdly mean to me because I was a girl. Bigotry existed in my head, but I didn't understand the gravity of it. Even when I became a part of the Good Omens fandom, realizing I am asexual, this stringent belief still didn't register with me (partly because the community was extremely nice and welcoming in 2019). It was still this background radiation to me.

Not after November 5th. Literally EVERYWHERE I went: YouTube comment sections, Twitter posts, even in the discord servers I was in, there was a sometimes ambivalent, sometimes malicious, but consistent undercurrent of negativity about it. Every other day I saw comments ranging from "Castiel's confession wasn't romantic, he meant it as a friend/brother." to "Destiel shippers so so delusional for thinking that was romantic!". It wasn't in the background anymore, it was in my face, 24/7. And at first, I couldn't understand it. Why?

Because it was completely antithetical to everything I had known or believed about the world. I grew up a disney princess girl, believing that love was the most important thing known to humanity. I was always taught that to love another was the greatest gift of all. Expressing love, giving love to those who believe don't deserve it, shouldn't be instantly punished. This event, and the people denying it, it's all wrong. Castiel spoke his truth, was reprimanded for it, Dean was left not being able to even say anything back, and Misha along with the writer of the episode are telling us it was all romantic. Why couldn't Dean say anything at all? Why are people so vehemently denying it ever happened?

It was the bubble bursting. This perfect world, where outside of a few infrequent outliers, was ultimately kind to LGBTQ+ people, no longer existed. Suddenly, I understood. And I hated it. Every week was a constant series of microaggressions, of me having to debate with people who either didn't get it, or didn't want to, or both. It forced me to regularly ask the question: "Why is it such a crime for Dean to possibly like men and women? Why is it wrong in general to like both?"

And it was in asking that question to others that I slowly stopped directing the question unconsciously to myself. By fighting for the right to argue for Dean's bisexuality, I found my own. But it didn't feel like a happy occasion to me. At the time, It just made the entire situation all the more personal. It wasn't about other people suffering at the hands of people who are diametrically opposed to my core beliefs anymore. When bigots questioned Dean's right to be openly bisexual, it felt more and more like they were questioning MY right to be bi too. I shouldn't be allowed to want a complex, multilayered bi-character to whom I relate. I'm a delusional, mentally disabled, selfish person who should stop asking for more queer representation.

And that continued for months. Until slowly, I found other outlets. I found Hannibal, then Our Flag Means Death. I found media that told me it was okay. That being bisexual, being asexual was okay. Asking for more, better queer representation was not only fine but necessary. I shouldn't have to settle for scraps anymore.

Not only that, but the entire situation in a way gave me a new drive. It gave me a goal and a greater drive to my writing, and my activism than I had before. Before I was doing writing projects that were mostly rewrites, how to take a Movie, TV show, or video game story and make it better. In the wake of Nov. 5th, I began plotting out a rewrite of Supernatural, a Fix-It if you will. But it didn't feel like my previous projects, It felt like I was giving a happy ending to Dean and Cas. And I've now taken that attitude into all of my writing projects.

I became more active in my learning about LGBTQ history, in both films and in real life. I learned about Stonewall, The Hay's Code, and so much more in that time. I started going to pride events, and being more open about topics of sexuality and gender in college, embracing the LGBTQ community and not just passively observing/ignoring them.

Do I wish things could've gone differently? Absolutely yes. There were times during that half of 2021 when I felt so lost, where I thought proper good representation was impossible. I felt hopeless and struggled a lot mental health-wise. But I'm better now. I feel more self-assured and certain of who I am. I took the lessons I learned: There's nothing wrong with wanting or seeing Dean Winchester as a bisexual man.

And now, 3 years later, I look back on the entire ordeal, not as a fresh wound, but as a valuable scar. A reminder of how far I have come, and how far I still need to go. Misha and Bobo Barens fought tooth and nail to let Castiel be seen, and so must I.

So thanks Dean and Cas for the life lessons, and I hope one day you both do get to reunite and say all of the words you weren't allowed to say.

[inacatastrophicmind]

Hi! Just wanna say I'm a big fan. Long time follower. I was hoping that you might have some info on Misha saying he thought about giving up acting after SPN due to abuse and mistreatment on set?

I'm just curious about the issues. I know there were "pranks" that got out of hand with Jared (and jensen once or twice) and just general devaluing of him/Castiel. I know there is a video going around but I can't seem to get it to play.

If you have knowledge I'd love to hear it, I'm a huge fan of Mishas work (both SPN and elaewhere). If you don't or don't wanna get Into it I respect that!

Hope you're well!

Sorry for taking so long, I saw your ask before I went to work and I couldn't answer until my shift finished.

You're refering to this video, if I'm not wrong. As you say, you haven't been able to watch it, but basically, what Misha says in it is that he hadn't thought about acting again after SPN and that he's glad to be part of Gotham Knights and that working on it has made him feel excited about acting but also proud of what he makes and happy for the appreciation he has received.

In last year's JIB he said that he wasn't supposed to work on any show, here you can see the gif:

He wanted to take some time and be with his kids. When he told Jensen about Gotham Kinghts and how he could play Harvey Dent and how he wasn't sure about it, Jensen told him that he should consider it, because it was an important role. And as Misha has stated on some interviews, his kids were excited about it and wanted him to play that character, so in the end, he agreed to it. He wasn't supposed to, because he wanted some time off, but in the end, he agreed, and that seems to have been a great choice, because as he has stated, he's really happy, excited and proud about working on Gotham Knights.

Misha hasn't explicitly stated anything about being burnt out by working on SPN, but it is true that J*red could be a fucking asshole, not only to him, but to everyone in the SPN cast with his pranks. We all know that Jensen took part on some of those, but they never went as far as J*red's (that we know of). There's also the fact that over the years Misha was unappreciated. The network and TPTB never truly realized that Misha played an important part in SPN's success. Again, Misha has barely said anything about it, but there were some ugly details over the years, like how during s9 or s10 (I can't remember exactly), they didn't tell Misha until almost the last day of shooting that he would be coming back for the next season. Also, let's not forget about the whole finale thing and how they forgot about Cas. They keep telling us it was a covid thing, but they brought back Jim Beaver, who belonged to the vulnerable population, but not Misha, and also let's not forget about the whole bridge thing where there were tons of people without masks on and not keeping any safe distance in between one another.

There are more examples of this mistreatment, like how they forced Misha to work while he was sick during the begining of s7 and only stopped filming because Jensen told everyone that they needed to stop for Misha's sake.

There are more instances like those, but I can't remember anything else. Still, it's nice to know that Misha is being treated right in Gotham Knights and that he seems to be so happy, proud and excited about it.

[fandomtherapy44]

castiel x reader Chapter 13

Summary: This story is from the perspective of Y/n Winchester. The sister Of Sam and Dean. We will be starting from season four since sadly we did not get Misha Collins as Castiel throughout the whole series. It will start off as a friendship, but it will grow more as the series goes on. I will be skipping some episodes even though they are great episodes they do not push the story forward. I am so excited to get to write this since there are not many Castiel X reader stories out there. Okay without further due Love War & Grace enjoy the Story.

Paring: Castiel X Reader

Word count: 2,107

Warnings: Some language, Typical Supernatural violence, Spoilers for season four of Supernatural

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When the levee breaks

Pov (Y/n)

I don’t know how we are going to win this whole apocalypse thing with my brother being a blood junkie and my best friend hating me. “Okay. Let me out. This is not funny.” Sam kept screaming and we all could tell he was starting to get angry. “Damn straight.” Dean was not budging. “Guys, come on. This is crazy.” “Y/n?” I didn't even know how to answer. “No. Not until you dry out.” “Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lied to you. Just open the door.” Sam was starting to get desperate. “You don't have to apologize. It's not your fault. It's not your fault that you lied to us over and over again. I get it now. You couldn't help it.” “I'm not some junkie.” “Really? I guess I've just imagined how strung out you've been lately.” “You're actually trying to twist this into some kind of ridiculous drug intervention?” I walked up to the door.

“Look Sam we just care about you.” “Guys, I'm not drinking the demon blood for kicks. I'm getting strong enough to kill Lilith.” Dean huffed in disbelief. “This is about as far away from strong as you can get. Try weak. Try desperate. Pathetic.” “Dean!” He was starting to let his emotions swallow him. “What Y/n!? It's the truth.” “Killing Lilith is what matters. Or are you so busy being self-righteous you forgot about her?” And of course, Sam threw it right back. “Oh, Lilith's gonna die. Bobby, Y/n, and I will kill her. But not with you.” “You're not serious.” “Congrats, Sammy. You just bought yourself a benchwarmer seat to the apocalypse.” He started to close the cover to the little window with its closing Sam scrambled to try to appeal again.”Dean, look—no, wait—” It was mumbles after that and Dean stomped upstairs. Bobby followed. I put my head on my door. “I'm sorry Sam…”

I went straight to the fridge for a cold one and downed it like it was the last one on earth. Bobby took notice. “You've never been one to drink like that.” I laughed at my situation because what else is there to do. “Yeah well, end of the world causes for a special occasion right?” I held up my beer like it was to something grand and noble and took a swig. “You ok?” “Bobby why wouldn’t I be okay, I mean my brother is under our feet getting dried out from demon blood and my so-called best friend basically hates me so yeah I'm doing great.” “What happened?” I had to reel myself in to make sure I wouldn’t release the cry that I had been choking back. “He said… that I was a distraction and that I was using him and we aren't… friends.” A teardrop slipped into my beer.

“Why would he think that?” I really thought about it and what we had been through together and how he not just saved my brother from Hell but saved me from well … me. “I don’t know Bobby I don’t know what happened when he was in Heaven. To be honest, I'm more scared of what happened to him, the rest of the Angels are a bunch of dick bags. He was practically there because of me Bobby.” At this point, the tears had broken through and my eyes were burning from not blinking. “How am I supposed to help Sam when I'm just a distraction. I should just leave and let Dean do this I've never been a good hunter.” Bobby took in my words and he said something in return that would always be with me.

“Are you kidding me!? Not a good hunter? Y/n Winchester, you better be possessed or I'll be pissed. You are one of the best Damn hunters I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. You never give up on the people who need you even though the whole world is against you, doesn't matter how many monsters, gods, Demons, or Angels. you fight for the people who can’t fight for themselves that is what makes you a good Hunter Y/n Winchester. I can’t count how many times you have saved us and that’s including Cas. I think you saved him in an entirely different way and if he can’t see that then he is the dick bag.” Now I’m crying for a whole different reason. I bear hug Bobby and he does the same.”Thanks, Bobby.” I sniffle. “Anytime kiddio.” But around the corner was Dean listening to the whole thing now mad as Hell at Castiel for breaking his little sister’s heart.

Dean had been standing outside thinking about what to say to Cas. “Well, it's about time. I've been screaming myself hoarse out here for about two and a half hours now.” Cas had appeared in the shadows. “What do you want?” “What do you mean?” “No, you don’t give me that bullshit I heard what you said to Y/n.” “I had to Dean.” “Really!, you had to break her heart!?” Cas looked confused. “Her heart?”

“YES Cas, her heart she’s in there crying out in pain because you told her she was just a distraction!” Cas looked like he was deep in thought thinking about what Dean had just said. Dean huffed and half laughed at Cas’s look. “I mean after all you two have been together through this year you say that to her.” “Dean you need to understand that I can't have friends. I can’t have that.” “Why because of me and this “mission”.” “Yes.” Cas was very cold in his answer but in the back of his head, he was starting to question what Y/n meant to him.

“Correct me if I'm wrong, but you willingly signed up to be the angels' bitch?” Apparently, Dean had a little convo with Cas. “I'm sorry. You prefer 'sucker'? After everything you said about them, now you trust them?” “Come on, give me a little credit, Bobby. I've never trusted them less. I mean, they come on like shady politicians from planet Vulcan.” “Because what other option do I have? It's either trust the angels or let Sammy trust a demon?” “I see your point.” “You hear that?”

Sam had stopped screaming. All three of us run down to the demon cage. We open the little window to see Sam freaking out. “What if he's faking?” Sam was writhing on the ground. Then he gets flung to the wall by some invisible force. I’m the first one in there. “SAM!” We run over to him and struggle to get him down. “We're gonna have to tie him down for his own safety. Dean? You with me? Dean! Before he has another fit.” Bobby was screaming out and it looked like Dean was out of it. “Yeah, yeah. Let's just get it over with.”

“I'm gonna ask one more time. Are we absolutely sure we're doing the right thing?” Bobby asked out loud. “Bobby, you saw what was happening to him down there. The demon blood is killing him.” Dean was very steady in this decision, “No, it isn't. We are.” “What?” “I'm sorry. I can't bite my tongue any longer. We're killing him. Keeping him locked up down there. This cold turkey thing isn't working. If—if he doesn't get what he needs, soon, Sam's not gonna last much longer.” Dean looked at me like could you believe this.

“Look maybe if we talked to him and tried to figure out his thinking. Sam is smart he wouldn't do this for shits and giggles.”  “Y/n he is beyond talking to he lied to us.” “He’s still our brother Dean.” “He is our brother that’s why I'm not giving him demon blood. I won't do it.” Then Bobby asked a question that terrified me. “And if he dies?” “Then at least he dies human!” “I would die for him in a second, but I won't let him do this to himself. I can't. I guess I found my line. I won't let our brother turn into a monster.” “I know you don’t mean that.” I said my piece and left the room. 

The next morning we found out that Sam had escaped Dean and I were now driving towards him. Bobby was on the phone. “Us finding Sam? It's gotta be about getting him back, not pushing him away.” “Right.” “I know you're mad, Dean. I understand. You got a right to be, but I'm just saying. Be good to him anyway. You gotta get through to him.” Dean was quiet. “We will Bobby, we will.” I answered. I hunged up. “Dean he’s right we can't screw this up.” “Like you said Y/n we won’t.” 

We got in the hotel and up to the sweet that Ruby and Sam were staying. We sneak into the room and Ruby is packing some clothes. Dean tries to stab her they struggle and he throws her to the wall. Just as he was going to stab her. Sam rushed in.”No. Let her go. Just take it easy.” He fishes the blade out of Dean’s hand. “Well, it must've been some party you two had going, considering how hard you tried to keep us from crashing it. Well, solid try, but here we are.” “Dean, Y/n I'm glad you're here. Look. Let's just talk about this.” I’m about to say yes but of course Dean didn’t like that. “Soon as she's dead, we can talk all you want.” “Ruby, get out of here.” “No, she's not going anywhere.” Ruby left in a hurry, “Look Dean I hate her as much as you do but let's talk about this.” He ignored me.

“She's poison, Sam.” “It's not what you think, Dean.” “Look what she did to you. I mean, she up and vanishes weeks at a time, leaves you cracking out for another hit—” “She was looking for Lilith.” “That is French for manipulating your ass ten ways from Sunday.” “You're wrong, Dean.” “Sam, you're lying to yourself. I just want you to be okay. You would do the same for me. You know you would.” Sam still is holding the knife and Dean looks at it and Sam throws it on the bed. “That sounds great. As long as it's you and us. Demon bitch is a dealbreaker. You kiss her goodbye, we can go right now.” “I can't.” “Sam please!” I pleaded and he ignored me too. “Dean, I need her to help me kill Lilith. I know you can't wrap your head around it, but maybe one day you'll understand. I'm the only one who can do this, Dean.” “No, you're not the one who's gonna do this.” “You don't think I can?” It’s starting to get intense.

“No. You can't. You're not strong enough.” Oh shit. “And who the hell are you?” “I'm being practical here. I'm doing what needs to be done.” “Yeah? You're not gonna do a single damn thing.” “Stop bossing me around, Dean. Look. My whole life, you take the wheel, you call the shots, and I trust you because you are my brother. Now I'm asking you, for once, trust me.” “No. You don't know what you're doing, Sam.” “Yes, I do.” “Then that's worse.” “Why? Look, I'm telling you—” “Because it's not something that you're doing, it's what you are! It means—” “What? No. Say it.” “Dean don’t!” I tried once more to try to stop something being said that can't be taken back. “It means you're a monster.” Sam nods. A tear falls from Dean's eye; Sam doesn't see it before he punches Dean. Dean goes down hard, then gets back up and watches Sam for a moment before punching back.

Sam and Dean fight, Sam dominating. Anything in the room that can break does. Dean hits the floor and doesn't get up. Sam pins him down, choking him, then lets go. “SAM STOP! STOP!” He doesn't so I did what I had to. I tried to pull back but he didn't budge instead he knocked me back so hard that my head hit the floor with a huge force. It started to bleed. “Oh god N/n I'm sorry I didn't mean to.” He starts to walk toward me. “Leave her alone!” Dean yelled out and Sam backed away. “You don't know me. You never did. And you never will.” Sam starts to walk out the door. “You walk out that door, don't you ever come back!” And he did. “Sam come back!” But he didn't.

OMG next chapter is Saeson finale. Like that is crazy I'm so grateful and... I'll save the speech for the end. I love this conflict between Cas and Y/n. And maybe we will see them come back together or maybe not you will just have to see. until next time dear reader XOXO gossip girl. ;);)

[idjits-areus]

I just finished watching 14x8 | Byzantium for the first time earlier and I have thoughts.

Below this cut contains some spoilers for what happens at the end of Byzantium as well as what sets up 15x18. If you don't know anything about that and don't want to know, then I wouldn't suggest reading on.

Supernatural. It's physically impossible for you to let us have one good thing last longer than 5 seconds, huh. This episode, just solidifies my love hate relationship with this show. And it's already bad enough that my comfort show is this show, of all things. Like, I didn't actively choose it to be either. It just happened. Same goes for Cas being my comfort character. It just happened.

The end of this episode is the *deal*. Know you, the one where Cas gives up his life for Jack's in the most shittiest way? The beginning of the end for Castiel? The one that sets up the 15x18 love confession death scene. The 15x18 scene that's going to kill me to watch it. I cannot express just how many feelings I have about this one 14x8 scene.

The empty invades Heaven looking for Jack. Then they trick Cas into taking them to Jack. Cas and the empty fight. Cas goes down and the empty has their hands. On. Jack. And Cas just goes "Take me." Of course he goes "Take me." Why wouldn't he? Sacrifice himself for Jack's safety.

Just-One thing that I've noticed with Cas is that he picked up the Winchester's Self-sacrificing personality trait. Sure, he could've had it before he met them, but he certainly expressess it a lot afterwards. Learning that you'd do anything for the ones that you love if it keeps them safe. Something he most certainly learned from Dean. And then when Cas goes "I'm at peace with my choice,” it's like. You're probably the only one who feels that way. Because I certainly don't and I'm 100% sure that Sam and Dean don't feel that way either.

He was so quick with his response. No hesitation. No thoughts just words. Like, I know why he did it. It's stupid. Yet also admirable. He just wanted to keep Jack safe. He made a promise to Kelly and all that. Just-Why did it have to be at the expense of his happiest moment?

And just-Cas was ready to go. Then and there. He was ready to be taken to nothingness again. Let the darkness consume him. He literally said "...if you'll agree, I will go now, and I will go willingly." Just-ugh. Him and his stupid self-sacrificing tendencies.

It's something he shouldn't have had to do in the first place. It shouldn't have happened like this, but since when does anything go right for Team Free Will.

If you couldn't tell, I'm 100% a Cas fan. Both Cas and Misha. Different people, same platonic love. So when Cas does stupid stuff like this, it effects me more than if Sam or Dean does it. Not to say if Sam or dean did it I wouldn't be yelling at them either. It's just-Because I see why he did it and I hate it because it's right and stupid and he shouldn't have to do it to save Jack. But he did and I can't help but yell at the angel.

[sailorsally]

Funny how a professional author and screenwriter summarised the plot of a TV show, in which one being stood infront of another and admitted his feelings, and one of the beings could not reciprocate at that time, and one of them also got blasted to another plane of existence leaving the other depressed and alone, as romantic.

Funny, you mean to tell me that's not platonic dude-bro behaviour? Who'd have ever guessed that was romantic, eh SPN.

Honestly I am gonna say something: as someone who has come into the SPN fandom following 15x18 craze I too was very vocal about "them" being homophobic and calling the fans "delusional" without actually ever asking who those "they" were in the first place? Maybe I don't know fandom history well enough or don't think there is much point in it after the confession but I get the impression that people will often be angry with the writers for "queerbaiting". That was also something I was aware of for years before I started watching spn at all.

I think everyone who blames writers for queerbaiting in spn is wrong. SPN is queer not because a bunch of fans decided they were gonna have a very queer field day with this seemingly "macho" show. It is queer because for years writers neatly put one subtly queer block on another to build a queer narrative. Sadly they couldn't be as vocal about it as Neil Gaiman is because a)homophobia was more rampant back then b) the network had done market research and the results said that destiel wasn't something people wanted. Yes, throughout the years there have been some writers in the mix and some actors (jared for example is still very anti destiel. Jensen for me is on probation rn lmao) who were against destiel but I would say that most people in the winters room were very much on the board and made very specific choices to prove this. Remember when Misha said , even years before the confession how they were all aware of Destiel and had had talks about it? How Mark Sheppard said they all knew Cas was in love with Dean? I feel like Destiel was an established idea amongst the creatives working in the show it's just that they couldn't be vocal about it because well, if anyone is going to be blamed for any homophobic crimes it's the C*W network isn't it? And after the whole Misha biasco and how the network was urging him to stay out as bi because that would be more profitable, I didn't even think the anti destiel stance was really fueled by homophobia but more likely by their conviction that most of their viewers would absolutely flip shit if Dean Winchester was anything other than straight. And yes, you will ask WHO wouldn't want Destiel to be canon?? And I'll tell you that I know it feels hard to believe that people would watch SPN for anything besides Destiel or the queer themes so intricately woven into it but having been to a SPN convention now I can say that these people very much exist and most likely were the group they used for market research back in the day.

Sorry this got a lot longer than anticipated but all in all, I think (most) writers very much always saw dean & cas as romantic because they write them as romantic and tbh at this point I'm under the impression that nobody is trying to nohomo Dean & Cas. Except wincesties, that Adam Williams dude and Clif & other few 'Dean can only be straight because he is part of my straight fantasy' girlies. And some con organizers. Which is an entire new topic tbh and, again, I do not know a lot about fandom history, but I think most transgression against fans was always comitted at cons and cons are the 'sales' side not the 'creative' side of things so they would have to follow the networks guidelines. Or sometimes make their own stupid choices I guess (sincerely, fuck you Daniela).

[lore-gore]

Breakdown of edits for upcoming roleplay, found here:

The changes to the 2016 version of Ride The Cyclone will be as follows:

Ricky will switch between his wheelchair and crutches throughout the play, depending on the choreography. (Or whatever mobility aid/combination of mobility aids Ricky's roleplayer wants to use.)

Ricky's catchphrase will still be last, but it will also be when he first speaks:

(RICKY realizes that this plane of existence has no boundaries. He attempts to communicate telepathically.)

RICKY; RECORDED

Story of my life brother.

KARNAK

Meet Ricky Potts

SFX: MEET RICKY

KARNAK

Town dreamer. Catchphrase:

(RICKY does a small physical gesture. He moves his mouth along with the words now.)

RICKY

Level up.

OCEAN

Oh my god Ricky, sweetie you can speak!

RICKY

That's nothing... watch this.

(RICKY summons his wheelchair.)

During What The World Needs, the tambourine line is used instead.

Ricky and Constance switch places in the pyramid.

Afterwards, Oceans 'I love you' to Ricky will go like this:

OCEAN

And Ricky! Honey. I love you. I got you into the choir even though you didn't talk! I mean, you got play the tambourine!

RICKY

No one gets to play the tambourine, they're always made to! No one's making out with tambourine guy.

OCEAN

Accessibility for all!

RICKY

And then I rode the roller coaster. Thanks.

Karnak calls Ukraine Ukraine, not THE Ukraine

Pre- Space Age Bachelor Man will go like this:

RICKY

Level up!

KARNAK

Ricky Potts, born June 5th. Gemini: the dual nature. Favorite ride: The Gravitron. Born with a rare degenerative disease, when Ricky mysteriously stopped speaking at an early age, the Potts family took a vow of silence. The only time they ever really interacted with one another is when they read comics, or fed the cats. They had 14 cats. From the time he started school Ricky was subjected to the most appalling cruelty humanity can muster: complete indifference. Far from growing bitter, Ricky developed an elaborate playground in his synapses, where he became his own best friend. Ladies and gentlemen I give you Ricky Potts! The most imaginative boy in town.

(Pause)

MISHA

Why don't you express your truth as 'The Boy Who Couldn't Talk Now Plays The Accordion Like The World's Most Celebrated Accordion Player.' Whatever the hell that dude's name is.

RICKY

Well... What if people can't handle what I have to say?

CONSTANCE

Just go ahead! It's fine.

RICKY

I dunno, it's... Kinda hard to talk about. So...

CONSTANCE

It's hard to talk about stuff. But um... After a while you might feel better.

OCEAN

Yeah you can talk-

(Everyone looks at OCEAN)

Okay...

RICKY

Okay, um... Well I guess you can say I'm pretty sexy on another planet!

Look, I am a radical prophet from the Zolarian Starcluster. Supreme leader of those beings that evolved from cats. There are seven suns on planet Zolar so, the gravitational pull it makes everything hotter, longer, wider, and wetter.

(CONSTANCE giggles)

CONSTANCE

I'd be lying if I said that was exactly what I was expecting! But okay?

OCEAN

Who even are you right now?!?

RICKY

I'm telling you, monkey lovedrop! Come on-

I'M JUST A SWINGIN'

CHOIR

AAAH!

RICKY

SPACE AGE!

CHOIR

AAH AH!

RICKY

BATCHELOR MAN!

He does not concede afterwards.

Instead of Misha being missing from The Ballad of Jane Doe, it's Ricky.

And then, the ending, in which Karnak dies before Jane is ressurected:

OCEAN

(to herself)

“The one who wants to win it the most shall redeem the loser—in order to complete the whole.”

(beat)

... you knew all along I could never do it

KARNAK

What?

OCEAN

Choose myself.

(She looks around the room. She exhales.)

(To everyone in the room)

It shouldn’t be me.

(She looks at CONSTANCE who looks at JANE, OCEAN nods)

I made no attempt to get to know any of you in life. Not even my best friend. In any real way. Which turns out is too bad for me, because each and every one of you is a fricken rockstar. We died young, in some random accident. But to say that if one dies young, they die needlessly - that is to discount the years we had. The experiences we had... Our hopes, our dreams... I would gladly take my seventeen years over nothing. Who do I vote for? ... The girl who can't remember any of it. Her... we had a life—she didn’t. That’s my vote. Motioned carried.

(JANE looks confused as she moves toward the proscenium.)

OCEAN

Democracy rocks.

KARNAK

As you wish.

(Suddenly a flurry of fortunes he has given over his life overlap. “You will get a promotion, be sure to ride the Cyclone”, “Your love will last. Be sure to ride the Cyclone”, “The truth is on your side, be sure to ride the Cyclone” etc.)

KARNAK (SFX)

Automation, digital hiccup

Your lucky number is seven, you will get a promotion, you will soar to great heights, be sure to ride the Cyclone.

(KARNAK is dead, but the children remain. They huddle around JANE to comfort her.)

OCEAN

IT’S NOT A GAME, MAYBE THAT’S THE NEWS

CAUSE NO ONE WILL WIN HERE

AND NO ONE CAN LOSE

THERE’S NO ONE TO MEASURE OUR FOOLISH PRIDE

AND NO ONE KEEPS SCORE OF HOW HARD WE TRIED

OCEAN, CONSTANCE

THIS RIDE IT HAS HEARTBREAK

THIS RIDE IT HAS PAIN

OCEAN, CONSTANCE, NOEL

ALL KINDS OF BLUE SKIES

NO SHORTAGE OF RAIN

KIDS (EXCEPT JANE)

YES THERE IS LAUGHTER AND THE TELLING OF LIES

AND MAYBE IN DARKNESS WE OPEN OUR EYES

AND YOU GIVE AND CHOOSE

WHILE YOU LOVE AND LOSE

AND YOU FEEL THE WORLD IS SPINNING

WITH NO ENDING OR BEGINNING

YOU JUST TAKE A LOOK AROUND

TAKE A LOOK AROUND

TAKE A LOOK AROUND

AND ‘ROUND AND ‘ROUND AND ‘ROUND

(The children break away.)

#20 SAILING THROUGH SPACE REPRISE

CONSTANCE

WE'RE JUST

KIDS (EXCEPT OCEAN)

SAILING THROUGH SPACE

MISHA

THERE'S NO

KIDS (EXCEPT OCEAN)

UP OR DOWN

NOEL

SO

KIDS (EXCEPT OCEAN)

BEAUTIFUL AND STRANGE

RICKY

BUT IT'S

KIDS (EXCEPT OCEAN)

MORE THAN SPINNING 'ROUND

(glock echoes)

YES, IT'S EVERYTHING YOU LOVED

AND EVERYTHING YOU DREAMED

AND EVERYTHING YOU SHARED

AND EVERYTHING THAT SEEMED SO...

OH SO TERRIFYING...

#21 IT'S JUST A RIDE

OCEAN

BUT IT'S NOT A GAME, IT'S NOT A GAME

KIDS (EXCEPT OCEAN, JANE)

WHOA NO NO

IT'S NOT A GAME, IT'S NOT A GAME

KIDS

IT'S JUST A RI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IDE! WOO!

IT'S JUST A RI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IDE!

CONSTANCE, MISHA, NOEL

YOU MIGHT LIVE FOR A DAY OR ETERNITY

OCEAN, RICKY (OVERLAPPING)

AAAAAAAAAH!

CONSTANCE, MISHA, NOEL

THERE'S NO TIME FOR A JUDGE OR A REFEREE!

OCEAN, RICKY

NO ONE WILL MEASURE...!

CONSTANCE, MISHA, NOEL

AAAAAAAAAH!

OCEAN, RICKY

HOW HARD WE TRIEEED!

KIDS

WE’RE ALL JUST SAILING THROUGH SPACE

THERE’S NO UP, THERE’S NO DOWN

IT’S ALL SO BEAUTIFUL AND STRANGE

BUT SO MUCH MORE THAN SPINNING ROUND

YES IT’S EVERYTHING YOU LOVED

AND IT’S EVERYTHING YOU DREAMED

AND IT’S EVERYTHING YOU SHARED

AND IT’S EVERYTHING THAT SEEMED SO

OH SO TERRIFYING

TURN IT ROUND!

IT'S JUST A RI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IDE! WOO!

IT'S JUST A RI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IDE!

AND THE WORLD WILL KEEP ON SPINNING

WITH NO ENDING OR BEGINNING...

SO JUST TAKE A LOOK AROUND

TAKE A LOOK AROUND...

TAKE A LOOK AROUND...

KIDS (EXCEPT JANE)

AND ROUND AND ROUND AND ROUND...

JANE

I KNOW THIS DREAM OF LIFE IS NEVER ENDING

IT GOES AROUND AND ROUND AND ROUND AGAIN

(The kids stand in rollercoaster formation, except for JANE who stands at the side. We see the curtain open up with the eternity light with only the sound of howling wind for a brief moment ... The curtain suddenly starts to close with the sound of the roller coaster track, the instant it closes, snap blackout.)

THE END

[diabolimeservavit666]

Please.... What the Hell?

Fair Warning: None of the following will make any sense. Had a really weird dream last night and, well, this is what happened...

It sort of opened up with this sex scene between Jensen Ackles and Elizabeth Blackmore. She was sitting on his face, completely naked, and he was going relentless on her pussy (hands on her thighs), showing no mercy whatsoever (he was also completely naked). She could hardly hardly handle the oregasm and he was destroying her.

Next scene, had Misha Collins, me, and Genevieve Cortese in this really weird car that I'm going to talk about later. Misha was driving, I was in the passenger seat, and Gen was behind me. Mish pulled up to this old looking gas station you would probably see in a 90s movie, Gen ran into the gas station to get a few things (Misha said he didn't want anything and I shook my head). Mish set up the thing to full up the gas tank and I stepped out of the car so Mish could vacuum some really nasty stuff out of the car. Gen, of course, flirts with Jared who was for some reason working the register and the leave together shortly after. By then, me and Mish were back in the car (which now was a van/SUV instead of the early 2000s sedan it was earlier). The windows were down when Jared came to my window to ask Mish about his day. To this, he said "All is fine. Thankfully, this vacuum stuff has some really good suction." Jared replies with, "Glad to hear it" and goes back inside the gas station. Mish then calls up Jensen and hits voicemail.

I was trying to write this quick so I wouldn't forget about that phone call because it was SOO IMPORTANT but it has faded from me. It was something like wanting to talk about their relationship. Mish never finished all he had to say (he looked really upset) because he saw that Danneel Harris was now sitting behind me. Gen was sitting behind her and there was a couple of young kids I don't recognize in the remaining seats (both were boys if that matters). Misha takes in a deep shaky breath, asks "So, where are we going?", puts the vehicle into gear, and pulls out. This is when I woke up and started typing ASAP, still half asleep.

Now, that car… At first, it looked like some round ended sedan (the ends were round) with both faded and peeling paint (either white, grey, or silver - I couldn't tell in the dark lighting, it was night out) that looked like it was made in the early 2000s. The interior of the car was pretty basic, I think. Old-ish sterio, built in CD player, obviously no digital screen or adjustment to hold your phone. When it transitioned into that van/SUV, from the outside, it looked like that type of white SUV you see in crime shows when they have a kidnapping case. Except it wasn't a pure white, it was starting to turn grey. On the inside, it looked more like a mini van with some digital upgrades (not like modern "smart cars" or whatever, more like when cars were just starting to have screens in them - one in the dash and one overhead in the back for the passengers). Now, the weird part was the things built into the dashboard, regardless of the look of the vehicle. There were a lot of hardwired appliances that looked straight out of an 80-90s movie (hair dryer, hand-held metal vac, ect). This part kind of freaked me out. And, of couse, Misha being Misha tested the vacuum's suction on his hand before using it.

Edit: I just remembered- When Mish pulled away, he threw his phone out the window (an old flip phone but not one with an extendable antenna). I asked him what he was thinking (okay, more like shouted at him for being an idiot) and demanded he go back for it. He tried to lie, saying that wasn't his phone and it was only a piece of a banana. I wasn't stupid but I saw the look of distraught on his face and decided to not push it any further.

Also, those kids I mentioned kind of looked like they were David Haydn-Jones', the oldest looking five and the other one four. Judging by their faces, chances are one is Adam Fergus' and the other one was Jeffrey Vincent Parise's. The kids kind of make sense because I ship their parents but what were they doing in that car?