#sophie talks about spn

[carveredlunds]

I'll tell you why "God Was Never on Your Side" was such an incredible needle drop in the season 14 finale. Because when was the last time Supernatural had a needle drop like that? I'm rewatching the early seasons, and it's full of amazing music. "Don't Fear the Reaper" by Blue Oyster Cult and "Renegade" by Styx are my favourites, but there are more. I can't name a single one from the later seasons. But as soon as "God Was Never on Your Side" started playing, it felt like old school Supernatural. Here was an amazing twist we should have seen coming, accompanied by an awesome song.

[magdaclaire]

my mom knows all of y'all's names

[s0urw00lf]

Twisted luck

Dead in the water

Sam Winchester x Fem!reader

Warnings: mentions of drowning, grief,

An: hope you enjoy. My inbox is open for requests for Sam, dean cas and other fandoms

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You tapped your foot impatiently, waiting for a text from an old friend you met through Jason, she was worried about you and how you disappeared after his death.

You’ve been mostly ignoring her texts and calls but you finally gave in after the guilt started to gnaw at your seams.

The diner was relatively quiet, and so was Dean as he looked through the local newspaper for a hunt. The gaze on your phone had been broken when a waiter walked over to your table. “Can I get you anything else?” She asked, seductively not sparing a glance at you, focus more on dean who was smiling at her with the pen you let him borrow in his mouth. “Dude” you scoffed snatching the pen from him, just as Sam returned to the table “just the check please” Sam said. The girl walked away with a flirty smile, glancing back at the boys.

Dean's smile dropped , before looking at you and Sam. “Yknow, we are allowed to have fun once in a while” he said before pointing to the retreating waiter “that’s fun”

all he earned in return was a glare from the both of you. It’s barely been a month and hes already trying to get you to move on. He got the message pretty quickly, sighing before pushing the paper over to you. “Here take a look at this, I think I got one.”

You moved the paper over so Sam could see a little better. Dean had circled a picture of a girl “lake manitoc Wisconsin, Sophie Carlton, eighteen, walks into the lake, doesn’t walk out. Authorities drag the water, nothing. Sophie Carlton is the third lake manitoc drowning this year. None of the other bodies were found either. Had a funeral three days ago” he said.

Sam made a face “A funeral?” He asked. “Yeah it’s a word they buried an empty coffin, for closure or whatever” dean dismissed

Sam scoffed “closure? What closure? People don't just disappear, Dean people just stop looking for them”. you knew he was talking about your parents but using someone else’s loss to get your point across wasn’t something that sat well with you. Dean cocks his head “Something you want to say to me?” He asks

You internally groaned knowing an argument was about to take -lave and you were right in the middle of it. Literally. “The trail for Dad and Thena. It's getting colder every day.” Sam said

Dean raised his brows in confusion “Exactly. So what are we supposed to do?” He asked. Sam shook his head “I don't know. Something. Anything.” Dean scowled “You know what? I'm sick of this attitude. You don't think I wanna find them as much as you do?” He squinted his eyes at his younger brother.

“Yeah, I know you do, it's just-“

“I’m the one who’s been with them everyday for the past two years while you were off to college going to pep rally’s. We’ll find ‘em but until then we’re gonna kill everything bad between here and there. Okay?” Dean said. Sam gave him a challenge in look which Dean returned with that older sibling authority kind of look, making Sam break.

You rolled your eyes “okay, lake manitoc” you said breaking the silence, you looked over to Dean, seeing his attention occupied on the waitress who walked by, you rolled your eyes “hey” you said snapping in his face. “Huh,” he replied, snapping out of his daze. “How far?” Sam asked.

You reached lake manitoc pretty quickly, arriving before noon. Your first top was the Carlton's residence where the latest victim's family lived.

You knocked on the door and the owner was quick to answer. “Will Carlton?” You asked. “Yeah, that’s right” he said, looking between the three of you. You gestured to yourself “i'm Agent Nicks” then dean “this is Agent Ford.” Then Sam “and Agent Hamill, and were with the US wildlife service” you said, pulling out one of your many fake ids. “And we’d like to ask you a few questions if you don't mind”.

Will averted his eyes to the ground before nodding, widening the door to let you in. Will led the three of you to the lake in the back of their home where Sophie drowned. Bill Carlton, her father, was sitting at the edge of the deck staring out into the water. You felt immense grief for the man, “she was about a hundred yards out, that’s where she got dragged down”. Will said, pointing to the middle of the lake. ‘Dragged down? That's new’ you noted.

“And you’re sure she didn’t just drown?” Dean asked, Will nodded fully confident with his answer “yeah. When was a varsity swimmer, she practically grew up in that lake. She was as safe out there as she was in her own bathtub” he explained. Another piece of new information.

“So no splashing? No signs of distress?” Sam questioned softly. Will shook his head “no thats what im telling you” he stated firmly. You tilted your head looking out at the lake “did you happen to see any shadows in the water? Like a dark shape or anything?” You asked moving your eyes back to him.

“No. Again she was really far out there” he said. You sighed, biting the inside of your cheek. “you ever seen any strange tracks along the shoreline?” Dean asked. Wills eyes widened “no, never. Why, what do you thinks out there?” He asked voice sounding slightly panicked. You put your hand out to calm him “were not sure, its just protical to ask these questions but as soon as we know you’ll be the first to know/“ you said, giving him a slight nod.

Dean began walking away “what about your father? Can we talk to him?” Sam asks looking to the older man sitting on the bench. Will looks back, before returning his eyes back to the two of you “look, i mean if you dont mind, i mean- he didn’t see anything and hes kind of been through a lot” he said.

You and Sam nodded in understanding “we understand” Sam said, turning to walk away and you started to as well before you paused looking back at will. “I’m sorry for your loss.” You said, before walking to the car.

it was an unusual act on your part, but something about this case had you feeling more for the victims than usual.

Your next stop was the police station. “Now, I'm sorry, but why does the wildlife service care about an accidental drowning?” He questioned smugly, rounding the front desk, leaning the three of you to what you guess is his office.

“Are you sure it was accidental? Will Carlton saw something grab his sister.” Sam asked, following the man. “Like what?” He asked, motioning to the two chairs “sit please, there are no indigenous carnivores in that lake” sheriff Jake insisted. Dean sits down and Sam offers you the other seat, opting to stand behind you instead. 

“There’s nothing even big enough to pull down a Person, unless it was the lochness monster.” He comments sarcastically. “Yeah, right” dean huffs a laugh sending a look your way that you briefly returned. 

Devins leaned forward placing his hands on his desk. “Will Carlton was traumatized, and even sometimes the mind plays tricks on you, still-“ he paused sitting down “we dragged that entire lake. We even ran a sonar sweep, just o be sure, and nothing was there”

you leaned forward “it's a little weird no? I mean it’s the third body this year”. Devins leaned and shook his head, “I know, these are people from my own town. People that I care about.” He emphasized his words. You nodded “i know” , your voice sympathetic. 

“Anyway” he sighed leaning back in his chair “all this… won't be a problem much longer.” He said. “What do you mean?” Dean asked, causing the man to tilt his head “well, the dam, of course��� 

 Dean made a face of recognition briefly turning to you and Sam who raised your eyebrows in amusement “of course the dam. It uh- it sprung a leak” he said, a poor attempt to save himself and you resisted the urge to laugh. 

“It's falling apart, and the feds won't give us the grant to repair it, so they’ve opened the spillway. In another six months there won't be much of a lake. Won’t be much of a town either. But as federal wildlife you knew that already” he said.  Dean gave an unsure nod “exactly” 

a knock at the door followed by “sorry am i interrupting?” Caught your attention, you turned around seeing Sam scoot out of the way and a woman had walked into the room, followed by a little boy no older than seven. 

You and dean stood up, “i can come back later” she said. 

You looked to the sheriff, who stood as well “lady, gentlemen this is my daughter” he introduced her. 

Dean ever the flirt plastered a smile on his face, and holds out his hand for a shake “pleasure to meet you. I’m dean” he says. Andrea politely shakes his hand returning his smile “Andrea Barr, hi.”. You give Sam a look, wanting to choke yourself out at deans attempt and continuing fail at flirting with the woman. 

You stepped forward “were with the wildlife service, here about the lake” you said shaking her hand next. Her demeanor clearly shifted catching you and Sam’s attention, out from behind her steps the little boy. “Oh hey there, whats your name?” Dean asks, the little boy shrinks into himself and turns to walk away. 

Andrea turns to follow the boy, you don't take your eyes off of them curious about the boy. “His name’s lucas” the sheriff says. You tilt your head watching Andrea give Lucas a box of crayons and paper. “Is he okay?” Sam asks the million dollar question. 

“My grandson’s been through a lot, we all have” is all he says, before moving to the door. “Well if there’s anything else i can do for you, please let me know” he said. You all nodded giving him quiet ‘thanks’  before leaving out of the office, dean however stopped turning to Andrea “y’know now that you mentioned it, could you point us in the direction of a reasonably priced motel?” He asked. 

You rolled your eyes pushing past dean and out of the station, choosing to wait for the boys outside and spare you some of the headache you got from dean and his constant flirting.

You internally groaned, giving Sam a look when dean walked out with Andrea behind him.  They take the lead walking right past the impala. You stood for a second “did he really ask her to literally walk us two blocks?” You asked incredulously. Sam’s lips thin “yeah, its kinda pitiful” he said. “That's putting it lightly” you said before following them.  

“So, cute kid” dean says breaking the incredibly awkward silence. “Thanks” Andrea said, she said keeping up her fast paced walking. You cross the street, “kids are the best huh?”. You felt like you were experiencing the second hand embarrassment at Andrea’s complete lack of interest. 

She said nothing to his comment and continued on walking. Before stopping on the sidewalk in front of the motel. “There it is. Like i said, two blocks” she turned to look at the three of you. You give her a smile “thanks” you say.

andrea then looks specifically at dean “must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line” she said before walking off. 

Your eyebrows shot up in shock and amusement, and if you were sipping on a drink you would’ve choked. “Oh i like her” you said, turning to look at her retreating form “enjoy your stay!” She shouts over her shoulder. 

“Kids are the best’? You don’t even like kids” Sam teased his brother. Dean stands defensively “i love kids” he says. 

you give him a ‘really’ face “name three kids you even know” Sam says. “No scratch that ill make it easy. Name one kid” you said squinting your eyes mockingly. 

Dean holds up a finger, but cant even out a name to match it. Sam waves Dean off, and you laugh, following after. 

“I’m thinking!” Dean says

you and the boys settled in the motel room pretty quickly, and Sam got to work immediately. While dean went through his clothes and you sharpen your knife and cleaned your guns, because you hadn’t since you returned back to hunting. “So there’s three drownings this year” Sam says. “Any before that?” Dean asks.

“Uh yeah, six more spread over the past thirty-five years. Those bodies were never recorded either. If there’s something out there its picking up its pace.” Sam said. “Maybe it knows it doesn't have a lot of time, maybe the dam falling apart lit fire under his ass” you said, swiping the knife against a stone made for sharpening knives you borrowed from dean. 

“So what, we got a monster on a binge?” Dean asks tossing a shit onto his bed. Sam sighs “this whole monster theory, it just bugs me.” He says. 

“Why?” You question stopping your movements and looking up to see dean move to read over Sam’s shoulder. “Loch Ness, uh, lake Champlain, there are literally hundreds of eyewitness accounts, but here, almost nothing.” He explains 

“Whatever's out there, no one’s living to talk about it.”

you now really intrigued, placed down your knife and moved to look over Sam’s other shoulder. “Wait Barr, Christopher Barr. Where have I heard that name before?” Dean asked. “Barr? Like Andrea and Lucas Barr?” You questioned. 

“Christopher Barr, a victim in may.” Sam reads, then clicking on an article, a picture popped up above the rest of the article, a picture popped up of a frightened looking Lucas, standing with one of the officers, immediately you caught on. He was Lucas’s father, and he must’ve been present when his dad drowned. 

Sam confirmed your thoughts when he read out that he was in fact Luca’s father and that Lucas had been present. He was found floating on a platform.

Sam clicks the picture to make it bigger. “Maybe we have an eyewitness after all,” he said. 

“No wonder that kid was so freaked out. Watching one of your parents die isn’t something you just get over," Dean said. 

You looked worriedly between the boys, “are we really gonna make him re-visit his most traumatic memory?” You asked. The boys silently looked at eachother then to you with guilty looks telling you that it was your only option.

You stayed back at the motel while Sam and Dean went to find Andrea and Lucas at the park. Hoping to do a little more research, the thought crossed your mind that maybe you were missing something, hiding in plain sight. 

You searched for missing persons cases in the town, and you scrolled for a while clicking and discarding multiple articles that had nothing to do with the lake, before your phone chimed. You pulled it out thinking it was dean, but it wasn’t. It was Helen, the friend you’d forgotten you texted back until now. 

The message read: Y/n its so good to hear from you, we were starting to get worried. Katherine says she hadn’t been able to get ahold of you either, so make sure you reach out to her. How about a call sometime? I'd love to hear your voice. 

You sighed, feeling bad for tossing the people you’d grown to love into the back of your mind. But that’s how it had to be in the hunting life, no outside friends, no collateral damage. You had to learn the hard way with Jason and you didn’t want it to happen again, But… one phone call won't hurt. 

You replied to her message saying of course you’d reach out to Katherine and that you’d call her when you got the chance, before putting the phone back in your pocket and returned your focus to the laptop screen. 

sam and dean returned not long after and gave you a fill in on what happened with Lucas, showing you the picture he’d drawn and given to dean. “Isn’t this the Carlton house?” You asked, looking at the brothers. They nod, what is Lucas trying to say? You asked yourself.

The next morning you were putting on your boots when Sam entered the room. “So I think it's safe to say we can rule out Nessie.” Sam said, sitting next to Dean. What do you mean?” Dean asks. “I just drove past the Carlton house. There was an ambulance there. Will Carlton is dead.” He said. 

“He drowned?” You asked, sitting up straighter. Sam nodded “yep in the sink.” He sighed. 

“What the hell? So you’re right, this isn’t a creature. We’re dealing with something else.” Dean said. You nodded “ i mean obviously, but what? I mean what causes someone to drown in a skink” You asked, looking between the brothers. 

“I dont know, water wreath maybe? Maybe some kind of demon? I mean something that controls water” he trailed off “water that comes from the same source”

Sam perched up in “the lake” sam said. “Yeah” dean confirmed

”So I was right, the lake is draining and it's trying to get his body count up before its time is up” you said

”and if it can get into pipes, it can get to anyone. Almost anywhere.” Dean says standing up moving towards a chair “this is gonna happen again soon.” He says as he sits down.

sam tilted his head “but we do know one thing for sure.” Sam says, intriguing you

”what?” You asked, he looked at you “that this has something to do with bill carlton” he said, and suddenly you felt a little stupid for not connecting those dots. “Yeah it took both his kids” dean said. 

“Well a little info i did find, Lucas’s dad, was bill carltons god son” you said. “I say we go pay Mr. Carlton a visit.”

when you reached the Carlton residence bill was in the Sam spot he was the last time you and the brothers came. “Mr.carlton?” Sam called the man as the three of you stopped behind him. He turned towards you, Sam and Dean, “we'd like to ask you a few questions if you don't mind?” Sam asked. 

Dean nodded “were from the department-“ dean was cut off by the broken voice of bill “i don't care who you're with. I’ve answered enough questions today” he said, putting his gaze back on the lake.

”your son said he saw something in that lake. What about you? Did you ever see anything out there?” Sam asks. The man said nothing “Mr. Carlton, Sophie’s drowning and wills death- we think there might be a connection to your family-“ you lightly elbowed Sam trying to tell him to give it a rest. 

“My children are gone. It’s- its worse than dying. Please go away” he said with a shaky voice. Your heart hurt for the man as you caught a glimpse of his teary eyes. 

You look at the brothers motioning to the car, and they nod, moving back towards the car. 

“So what do you guys think?” Sam asks, “well I think the guys been through hell. I also think he's hiding something.” Dean answered. “I hate to say it but I agree” you said with a sigh, glancing at the grieving man.

”So what now?” Sam asks, looking between you and dean. Dean paused, as if something had dawned on him. “What’s wrong?” you asked, furrowing your brows. Dean pulls out the drawing from Lucas “maybe bills not the only one who knows something”. He says holding it up to the house. You look at it over deans shoulder, then glance back to Sam. 

“I’m sorry, but i dont think it's a good idea,” Andrea said, as she stood in the foyer with her hands on her hips. “I just need to talk to him, just for a few minutes,” Dean said. “He won't say anything, what good is it gonna do?” Andrea shrugged.

”Andrea, we think more people might get hurt. We think something’s happening out there” Sam says, you nodded “we wouldn’t be asking if we had any other choice”. 

“My husband, the others, they just drowned. That's all” she said, sounding as if she was trying to convince herself. Dean grabbed her attention “if that’s what you believe, then we'll go. But if you think there’s even a possibility that something else could be going on here, please let me talk to your son” he asked again. 

Andrea gave in, leading you and the brothers to Lucas’s room, he was on the floor, with crayons, paper, and little toy soldiers surrounding him while he colored. 

Dean steps in, while you, Andrea and Sam stand at the doorway. “Hey, Lucas. You remember me?” He says, Lucas seemingly gives no response continuing to color. Dean stops in front of him, and squats down to his level and shifts one of lucas’s drawings of a red bicycle showing the exact same thing on the paper under it. “You know, I, uh, I wanted to thank you for that last drawing. But the thing is, I need your help again.” 

Dean's softness with Lucas reminded you of your childhood, nights when you’d curl up into Dean's side after a rough hunt or a hard training day. He always made sure you knew he had you no matter what. 

Lucas continues drawing, and dean pulls out the folded drawing of the Carlton house Lucas had previously given him

“How did you know to draw this? Did you know something bad was gonna happen? Maybe you could nod yes or no for me?” Dean asks, Lucas gives no reaction, continuing to color. You finally took note of what Lucas was drawing, a drowning person. Whom it was you had no clue. 

“You're scared.” Dean says as the realization hits him. “It's okay. I understand. See, when I was your age, I saw something real bad happen to my mom, and I was scared, too.” Your eyebrows raised in surprise. You’d never heard dean talk about the night Mary died, you looked over to Sam, and given by his reaction he hadn’t either. 

“I didn't feel like talking, just like you. But see, my mom-I know she wanted me to be brave. I think about that every day. And I do my best to be brave. And maybe, your dad wants you to be brave too.”

Lucas drope his crayon and looks up at Dean. He hands Dean a drawing of a yellow house behind a white church, and a boy with a red bicycle in front of the house. “Thanks, Lucas.” Dean thanked the boy.

“Hey, didn’t Andrea say that Lucas never drew like that until his dad died?” You asked from the back seat of the impala. “Yeah she did, there are cases stating going through a traumatic experience could make people more sensitive to premonitions, psychic tendencies.” Sam explains, speaking slightly loud due to deans music. 

“Whatever's out there, what if Lucas is tapping into it somehow” dean says “nah” sam declines, “i think its possible” you say 

“I mean, it's only a matter of time before somebody else drowns, so if you got a better lead, please.” Dean says to Sam. “All right, we got another house to find.” Sam says under his breath

“The only problem is there's about a thousand yellow two-stories in this county alone.” Dean clicks his teeth. 

Sam looks at the picture. “See this church? I bet there's less than a thousand of those around here.”

“Oh, college boy thinks he's so smart.” Dean teases, and you and Sam let out a laugh. 

It goes quiet for a second, and Sam looks like he’s contemplating saying something, and you already know it has something to do with what dean said about Mary. “You know, um” he starts “What you said about Mom…” he trailed off. 

“You never told me that before.” He finished, looking at Dean who doesn’t take his eyes off the road “It's no big deal.” He replied.

Sam looked like he wanted to keep the conversation going causing you to groan purposefully loud. “As much as I love your brotherly bonding, please don't make me sit through your angsty conversation, I deal with it enough as it is.” you joked. Dean laughs and Sam rolls his eyes, trying to hide his smile. 

The tall white church was hard to miss, and the yellow house behind it looked exactly the same as the picture. The lady that lives there let the three of you in without much of a fuss. 

”Sorry to bother you ma’am but does a little boy live here by chance? He might wear a blue ball cap, has a red bicycle” 

the lady looked rather sad at deans question before she shook her head “no sir. Not for a very long time. Peter’s been gone for thirty five years now.” She said. ‘Gone?’ You thought to yourself. She looks over at a picture on a shelf, the very Same boy stood smiling proudly in the picture. 

Sam taps your shoulder, making you look at him. He points to a table, on top of it were a bunch of toy soldiers. Were those his?” You questioned now pointing to the toys. 

She nods “yes, i- I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of them. Losing him, you know its… its worse than dying” she said, that was the exact same thing bill had said. You, Sam and Dean glanced amongst each other. Maybe this is more connected than you thought. 

“did he disappear from here? This house I mean.” You asked, clarifying as best you could.

she shook her head “he was supposed to ride his bike home after school. He never showed up.” She answered.

dean picked up a picture from the mirror, observing it before flipping it over to read the back. “Peter Sweeney and billy Carlton, nineteen seventy.” He read aloud. Your eyes widened, this was definitely more connected than you thought. 

For the third time this hunt you Sam and dean were on the way back to the carton house. “Okay, this little boy peter Sweeney vanishes, and this is all connected to bill carlton somehow” Sam says. “Yeah, Bill sure as hell seems to be hiding something, huh?”

“And wherever it is all of the people he loves seem to be paying the price for it” you add, twirling the string of your hoodie between your fingers absentmindedly. “So what if Bill did something to Peter?” Dean asks looking at you through the rear view mirror

“What if Bill killed him?” Sam rephrases . “Peter would be angry, I mean rightfully so. He’d want revenge.” You say.

you looked around the Carlton house in search for bill, he wasn’t in his usual spot and wasn’t coming to the door, the sound of an engine starting caught your attention. You turned to the lake seeing him heading further into the lake on a boat. “Guys i found him” you said, making Sam and dean follow your eyeline. 

Their eyes widened before the three of you ran towards the edge of the dock, shouting for him to come back. All of the shouting was useless as the man kept going until his boat shot into the air and then back into the water with him right under it, the boat sank faster than you thought possible. The sound of splashing water was the only proof that he’d even been there in the first place.  

“Oh come on” you sighed, turning to the brothers who were just as upset as you. 

You Sam and dean had just managed to run into the sheriff who led you to the station for questioning. “Sam, Dean, y/n”  Andrea stood up, setting a bag of presumably food down in her seat “I didn't expect to see you here.”

The sheriff glances back at you and the boys before looking back at his daughter “So now you're on a first-name basis. What are you doing here?” He asked 

“I brought you dinner.” Andrea answered motioning to the food in the chair.

“I'm sorry, sweetheart, I don't really have the time.” He apologizes, Andrea looks at you, Sam and dean, before going back to her father. 

You glance around Andrea to Lucas who seems to be in distress, he’s rocking back and forth, playing with his fingers, and has a scared facial expression. Your eyebrows cinched in concern as you subtly tap Sam. He looks at you and you gesture to Lucas, Sam frowns at the state of the boy, and you cant help but wonder what has him so afraid.

you had accidentally tuned out a portion of the conversation, only breaking out of your thoughts when Lucas shot up and ran over to dean and grabs his arm. 

”Lucas, hey, what is it?” Dean asks, as Lucas pulls his arm. Dean try’s to calm him but it doesn’t work. Andrea pulls Lucas away from dean and out of the station, but the whole way out Lucas doesn’t take his eyes off dean. 

The sheriff throws down his jacket in irritation before going into his office, you and Sam follow while Dean stands rooted in his spot staring worriedly at the door Andra and Lucas just exited.

He eventually joins, looking a little less worried but still. The sheriff sat down at his desk “Okay, just so I'm clear, you see...something attacked Bill's boat, sending Bill-who is a very good swimmer, by the way-into the drink, and you never see him again?” He asks, though something in your gut told you he was on to you three

Dean glances at Sam. “Yeah, that about sums it up.” He said bluntly “And I'm supposed to believe this, even though I've already sonar-swept that entire lake? And what you're describing is impossible? And you're not really Wildlife Service?” 

Your eyes widened, glancing at Sam and dean quickly. 

The sheriff nods his head looking at all three of you individually “That's right, I checked. Department's never heard of you two.”

“See, now, we can explain that.” Dean stutters but the sherrif cut him off with a wave on his hand “Enough. Please. The only reason you're breathing free air is one of Bill's neighbors saw him steering out that boat just before you did.” He paused, “So, we have a couple of options here. I can arrest you for impersonating government officials and hold you as material witnesses to Bill Carlton's disappearance. Or, we can chalk this all up to a bad day, you get into your car, you put this town in your rearview mirror, and you don't ever darken my doorstep again.”

You purse your lips “i think we'll take the last option” you say. He nods “that’s the on id pick”

it was nightfall by the time you reached the exit to the town, you glanced up at the traccia light that you’d been at for longer than any usual red light, it was green. You opened your mouth to say something but Sam beat you to it. “Green” he said, Dean looked at Sam confused “what?” He asked. “The lights green” Sam said.

Dean didn’t even reply; he turned right, heading back into town. Sam sent you a quick glance of confusion which you returned before looking back at dean “dude the interstates that way” Sam said pointing his thumb over his shoulder. 

Dean gives a bland “i know”, you look between the brothers before speaking. “Dean, I think this job is over,” you said. “I’m not so sure” he said. 

Sam interjected “if bill murdered peter Sweeney and peters spirit got its revenge, case closed. The spirit should be at rest.” He said. 

Dean was not convinced and you couldn’t help but wonder what was keeping him so stuck on this place “all right so what if we take off and this thing isn’t done? What if we missed something, what if more people get hurt?” Dean asks, looking at you through the rear view mirror. 

You shook your head “But why would you think that?” You ask, squinting your eyes. Dean tilts his head averting his eyes back to the road “because Lucas was really scared” he answered. 

Your eyebrows raised in shock “that’s what this is about?” You asked, sending Sam an amazed look. “I just dont wanna leave this town until i know the kids okay” dean says. Sam gives dean an amused look “who are you and what have you done with my brother.” He teased, dean glanced at Sam, unamused at his joke “shut up”

It was late when you arrived at the Barr house, but dean was adamant on checking on Lucas before the night was over. “Are you sure about this its pretty late man” Sam asks, before you could knock on the door, you looked at dean who just moved to ring the doorbell. You waited for an answer, hoping not to seem weird showing up so late at night. 

The door opened revealing a very panicked Lucas, gasping for air, “Lucas?” Dean says bending down but lucas runs into the house and the three of you follow close behind. He runs up the stairs that had water flowing down, which couldn’t be any good. 

Lucas stops at the door that had the water coming from under it and starts banging on the door. Dean pulls Lucas away from the door and Sam kicks it open. You rush in, seeing the overflowing bathtub, and Andrea inside under the water.

You reach into the dark water to pull Andrea out, using all of your strength but it was as if she was being held by some unwavering power. “Sam, a little help” you shouted, and he rushed to help. With his added strength you were able to slowly wrestle her out of the water. 

She landed on top of you and Sam quickly rushed to get her a towel. 

Some time later after changing into some clothes Andrea offered, seeing as yours was completely soaked. The sun had started to rise and you and dean were going through shelves of her family’s old belongings, while Sam talked to Andrea. 

You could hear their faint voices talking, and the shuffling of dean on the other side of the room. You pulled out an photo album labels ‘Jake - 12 years old’ you briefly flip through the pictures until you come across a picture of what seemed to be a group of boy scouts. 

What stood out was Peter Sweeney right in the middle of the boys. 

“Hey dean” you call, dean looks at you with raised brows, and you hold up the album, “found something” you say. He walks over to you, looking over the picture before looking at you. You raise your eyebrows. 

Dean takes the album from your hands, walking over to Sam and Andrea who were in the next room. You followed quietly, dean placed the album down in front of Andrea, pointing at the photo “you recognize the kids in these pictures?” Dean asks. 

She looks down at the photo before shaking her head “no, i mean except my dad” she said pointing to the boy next to peter in the photo. “He must’ve been twelve in these pictures” 

you and the boys share a look. “Chris Barr’s drowning. The connection wasn’t to bill carlton, it must’ve been tp the sheriff” dean says. 

You shook your head “maybe its both” you say, Sam nods in agreement “bill and the sheriff both were involved with peter” 

Andrea looks at the three of you, confused “what about Chris? My dad, what are you talking about”

You notice Lucas walk up to the door, looking towards the woods, you nudge dean, gesturing towards lucas. “Lucas?” Dean calls, “Lucas what is it?”. Lucas says nothing, but opened the door walking outside. 

Everyone follows, confused. He led you a little past the treenline of woods, he looked at his feet before looking back up to dean. 

“You and Lucas get back to the house and stay there okay?” Dean says to Andrea. She nods, pulling Lucas back towards the house. 

You handed the shovels you got from the trunk and handed them to the brothers. You never dug up anything unless john or your mom was around, because you just refused. So you watched, it didn’t take but a few seconds for them to reach the bike, it wasn’t dug very deep, you guessed from how young they were, they didn’t think to dig very far. 

“Peter’s bike” you said, watching them pull the bike from the dirt. The sound of an all to familiar click from behind you made tour heart skip a beat. “Who are you?”

you turned around, seeing a gun pointed at your head. You squinted your eyes at him “put the gun down Jake” Sam warns cautiously. 

He doesn’t put the gun down “how did you know that was there?” He asks. you glare at him, “you killed him didnt you? You and bill. Drown him in the lake, and bury the evidence right in your own front yard. Let me tell you something Jake, the truth never stays buried.” You say. 

Sam grabs your arm, slowly pulling you away from in front of the gun, and you didn’t break your glare on the older man. “I dont know what your talking about” Jake says, trying and failing to hide the guilt on his face. 

“You and bill killed peter Sweeney thirty five years ago that’s what the hell were talking about.” Dean says. Andrea runs up “dad” she shouts looking at him as if he was crazy. 

“And now you got one seriously pissed off spirit” dean finished. Sam pulled you a little behind him as he started to speak “It's gonna take Andrea, Lucas, everyone you love. It's gonna drown them. And it's gonna drag their bodies God knows where, so you can feel the Same pain Peter's mom felt. And then, after that, it's gonna take you, and it's not gonna stop until it does.” Sam says. 

jake wears a smug look on his face “yeah? And how do you know that?” He asks. 

Rolling your eyes you stepped from behind Sam a little “Because it’s what he did to bill carlton” you answer genuinely wondering how he couldn’t see that. 

Jake scoffs “listen to yourselves, all. Three of you. Your insane!” He shouts. Dean shits him down “ I don't really give a rat's ass what you think of us.” He shakes his head, shrugging his shoulders. “But if we're gonna bring down this spirit, we need to find the remains, salt them, and burn them into dust. Now tell me you buried Peter somewhere. Tell me you didn't just let him go in the lake.”

Andrea looks at Jake wit tears in her eyes “dad is any of this true?” She asked. Jake didn’t take his eyes off of the three of you, still pointing th gun. “No, dont listen to them. They’re liars and they’re dangerous” he says. 

Andrea wasn’t convinced “something tried to drown me. Chris died on that lake. Dad look at me!” She demanded. He did “tell me you didn’t kill anyone” she pleaded. He looked away from her, not being able to let the word ‘yes’ slip through his lips. 

“Oh my god” she covers her mouth in disbelief. Jake puts down the gun “Billy and I were at the lake. Peter was the smallest one. We always bullied him, but this time, it got rough. We were holding his head under the water. We didn't mean to.But we held him under too long and he drowned. ” He looked at you and the boys “We let the body go, and it sank.” He admitted. 

you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth in irritation, placing your hands on your hips. 

Jake looks guiltily at his daughter “Oh, Andrea, we were kids. We were so scared. It was a mistake. But, Andrea, to say that I have anything to do with these drownings, with Chris, because of some ghost? It's not rational.”

Dean disregards what he says “All right, listen to me, all of you. We need to get you away from this lake, as far as we can, right now”. You nod in agreement. 

You turn your attention to Andrea when you hear her gasp, looking towards the lake, you see Lucas reaching into the water 

“God no” you mutter to yourself before taking off running towards him, Sam and dean were close behind. Before you could reach him he was pulled into the water and you wasted no time diving into the water after him.

you held your breath looking at the bottom of the lake, not being able to say barely anything, and your heart was pumping so fast you could feel the blood in your veins pumping, you swam back to the surface, taking a deep breath, dean called your name and you shook your head. There was no sign Lucas had even been in the water. 

After taking another deep breath you go back underwater. Swimming down a little further hoping to find the little boy. Out of the corner of your eye you see Jake being dragged down and out of sight. 

You ignored the ache in your lungs pleading fo air and you swam towards him hoping to catch him but you were too late. So with the last remaining energy you started swimming back up, and it seemed like the more frantic you swam the further away the surface got.

you couldn’t bring yourself to move anymore, feeling your heartbeat against your ribcage as your lungs pleaded for water, your head felt like it was about to explode. And the only thing you could think of was the fear of this being your last moment alive. 

Your vision started dotting and an image of Sam popped into your head and you finally gave into the instinct and inhaled just as your vision went black and you slowly sunk further and further down. 

Just out of your sight you failed to see dean, swim to the surface with Lucas in his arms. Sam looked around frantically in search of you, knowing that you’d been underwater for far too long. 

He dove back under the water, and his heart stopped at the sight of you, sinking, unmoving. He moved quickly, swimming down towards you. The fact that you were still sinking didn’t help him get to you any quicker, but he’d be damned if he lost one of the single most important people he had left. 

So he ignored every cry from his lungs for air, every laundry beat of his heart, and focused on getting to you. He finally was able to reach your hand, and he pulled your limp body against him before using all of the energy he had left to swim the two of you to the surface which hadn’t been an easy task. 

When he breathed the surface, he took a deep inhale, before shouting for dean, his body didn’t have any energy left and the Adrenalin was wearing off.

Lucas was awake and being cradled by Andrea who was leading him to the house, and dean moved to pull you out of Sam’s arms, then Sam pulled himself out quickly moving over you and starting cpr. He worked like his life depended on it, pressing your chest repeatedly before blowing into your mouth. Dean sat on his knees on the other side praying for you to wake up. 

The boys never thought they’d have to see you like this. So close to the brink of death that your lips were blue and all color had drained from your face. Sam again blew into your mouth and you woke up, coughing water, and trying to get the air back into your lungs. Sam cradled your head as he pulled you up into a seated position. “Oh thank god” Sam said. 

Dean closed his eyes letting out a released breath. Once you became aware of your surroundings you pulled Sam into a hug, still struggling to breathe. “Thank you” your hoarse voice whispered into his ear. 

Sam leaned into your hug, not wanting to let go. But you pulled away and looked to dean “you okay kid?” You nodded. “Is Lucas okay?” You asked, Dean nodded. “Yeah hes just inside.” Dean said, Sam could’ve scoffed of course you’d be worried more about the boy than yourself in a near death situation. 

Sam and dean were already packed and ready to go by time you finished packing, you met them at the car tossing your bag in the back right next to theirs.

“sam, dean, y/n” a voice calls catching your attention

”hey” dean says, You turn to see Andrea and Lucas approaching, the little boy holding a plate of food. 

You walked over meeting them half way “We’re glad we caught you. We just- we made you lunch for the road” she said, a light blush painting her face avoiding eye contact with dean. You sent an amused look to Sam who’d noticed it too, “Lucas insisted in making the sandwiches himself.” She said looking to the boy. 

“Can i give it to them now?” Lucas asked, a smile graced your face, you were surprised to hear the boy speak, but you couldn’t help but feel happy that he did. Andrea smiled “of course”.  

Dean leads Lucas to the car, talking about loading it up or something. “How you holding up?” You ask her. Her lips thinned “its gonna take a long time to sort through everything, you know?” You nod, understanding. Sam sighs “Andrea im sorry” he apologizes. 

Andrea shakes her head “you saved my son, i cant ask for more than that. Dad loved me. He loved Lucas. No matter what he did i just have o hold onto that.” She said, before looking at you “plus I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if something had happened to you, trying to save my family.” She said. You licked your lips, grimacing at the memory.

You Sam and Andrea walk over to the car, hearing Lucas shout “zeppelin rules!” And you snort, leave it to dean to be alone with a kid for five minutes and already talking about music. Dean gives him a proud high five which Lucas estactically returns. “You take care of your mom okay?” Dean says seriously. Lucas nods “all right”

much to your surprise, Andrea kisses dean, out of nowhere. You whistle, making Sam nudge you. “Thank you” Andrea says as she steps away with a smile on her face. 

You were surprised Dean had nothing to say in return. He scratches th back of his head, moving to the other side of the car “Sam, y/n, move your asses, were gonna run out of daylight before we hit the road.” He says, before getting in the car, you and Sam as well. 

You send Andrea and Lucas a smile and a small wave as dean starts the engine. the music comes to life and the wave back. 

And just like that, your on the road again.

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[wanderingcas]

where there is darkness: chapter 13

pairing: dean/cas tags: historical au, angst with a happy ending, slow burn, h/c

Castiel joins Dean for dinner that night with his breath held. 

He waits for Dean to talk about it, about any of it: the magazine, Benny’s combativeness, the tension that’s rolling off Dean’s back in waves—but he doesn’t. Instead, he places battered fish and asparagus in front of Castiel and tips back into his own chair, eating with a carefully blank face. 

So Castiel picks up his fork and does the same. 

He promised Sam that he’d look out for Dean. But now, sitting here with something complicated between them, he doesn’t even know what that means anymore. He doesn’t even know what the ‘something complicated’ is . The air between them just feels heavy and muddy, and he can’t figure out how to broach the topic. If there even is one.

He glances across the table. Even as he glares at his asparagus like it’s personally wronged him, there’s no denying that Dean’s handsome. Disarmingly so. Castiel has known that since their first meeting. It wasn’t ever supposed to be a problem , or a thing that sparked attraction on Castiel’s end, or turn into some sort of contest for Dean’s affection when Benny showed up. 

This job wasn’t meant to be complicated. This place was meant to be simple: somewhere to stay, isolated and alone, waiting for fate to toll the bell. Nothing more. 

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[yet-another-deanw-girl]

Chapter 18: 33

She knew for 15 years that this day would come. She knew her destiny had already been written. That her death had been foretold.

She knew she would have to stop him. She knew she would have to kill him. And she thought she was prepared for all of it. But the day she met him she realized how wrong she was…

Set in Season 10

Pairing: MoC!Dean x Female!OC

Warnings: the usual SPN, language

Episode mapping: Between episode 16 of season 10 "Paint It Black" and episode 17 of season 10 "Inside Man"

Note: The events of this story are following season 10 of Supernatural and are taking place between October 2014 and July 2015. I tried to make sure that all the references to weapons, tech, etc. are accurate with the time period.

AN: This is my first time writing a fanfic but the story has been in my head for too long and it just needed to get out. I hope you like it.

AN: English is not my first language, I apologize for any mistakes.

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"Sam!!!" I grab my gun and run through the bunker's hallways.  It's the middle of the night and I didn't even have time to put on some shoes.  I bump into Sam, who is already in front of Dean's room. His state is similar to mine - bare feet and messy hair. We look at each other and he opens the door to the room. Dean is trashing in his bed obviously having a nightmare. I try to step in the room and wake him up, but Sam stops me pointing to his right hand. He is clenching it in a fist. After a couple of seconds, the screaming stops and Sam closes the door. "It's getting worse." I say to Sam when he starts walking back to his room. "I know."  He simply replies without looking back at me.

I enter the bar. Yes, a bar. Me. "Hey, Even!" "Hey, Nat!" The bartender greets me. I have been here a couple of times before with Sam and Dean. But tonight… I'm alone. "I'll have one… whatever your oldest scotch is…" He pours me a glass and looks at me suspiciously. "Leave the bottle." "Are you ok?" He asks. "I thought you don't drink or I have never seen you drink before." "I don't… but I do today… it's kinda tradition…"

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I place my phone on the counter and look at the date on the screen - April 11. I'm officially 33. I grab the glass waiting for me at the bar and drink it in one take. "Hi there, little shadow." I hear a familiar Irish accent. But it can't be him! I turn around and I can't believe my eyes.  It is him! My cousin Shane is standing right in front of me. I jump from the barstool and hug him. "What are you doing here?" "Keeping the tradition!" He answers me with a smile. "I was nearby, anyway. Besides, nothing was able to make me break that tradition before, I am not breaking it now." I hug him again and he whispers in my ear "Happy birthday, cous!" We sit at a table in the corner so we can talk freely, me with my glass of scotch, him with a bottle of beer. This will be his only drink for tonight. It's usually me, dragging his drunk ass home. But not tonight. Not on that cursed day. Tonight he is watching over me, so in one single night of the year I can forget about my duty, my destiny, my fate, my need to be in control. "Why are you here?" I ask him "We are not talking about work tonight. You know the rules!" I smile widely at him. He made those rules a while back and strictly keeps them and makes sure I do too. We are talking and laughing, remembering different stories from our childhood when I see Dean approaching us. His jaw pressed tied, murder in his eyes. What now!

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"I'm not supposed to be here." Shane quickly whispers to me. "I'm well aware…" I whisper back. "Just… behave!?" "Hey!" Dean greets us. "What are you doing here?" He asks me eyeing my glass. "I'm just catching up with an old friend." "Thomas Frost." Shane stands up from the table offering his hand to Dean. "Sophie worked on a security project for my company… five years ago?" He turns to me pretending to not remember. I know this scenario. We had played it dozens of times before. "More like seven." I smile at him. "Brian." Dean offers a fake name too. "Sophie is currently working on a security project for me." He continues, keeping my real identity in secret not knowing he is talking to another operator working for The Order. "Why don't you join us?" Shane offers sitting back down and I kick him under the table.  He is breaking his own rules!  No work!  No prophecies!  No man I'm supposed to kill! "I'm sure Brian needs to go." I'm staring at Dean hoping he will get the message and leave. "He has an important meeting early tomorrow. And I'm sure he prefers to have a good night's sleep instead of hanging around us." "In fact I would like to join you…" Dean starts but I look at him with a pleading face. I don't want to spend this night spinning lies and playing roles. "But Sophie is right, I need to be up really early tomorrow and I suspect if I stay, that's not going to happen." I smile at him thankful for his decision. "Have a nice evening, you two." He walks out of the bar to his car. "I'm going to kill you!" I hisses at my cousin. "What were you thinking!?" "So… this is Dean?" He smirks at me ignoring my tantrum. "How are the things between you two?" "Non-existing!" "I don't think he will agree with you about that. Does he know?" "We are not talking about Dean tonight! Remember? The rules? Your rules!" I put an end to this conversation.

We are in the bar until it closes. Then Shane googles the nearest fountain. It's another tradition, to toss a coin making a wish. I giggle when he starts tickling me when I refuse to tell him my wish. I'm so glad he is here with me on that day. He is not just my cousin, he is my best friend, my big brother. The only person I don't have to pretend to be strong when I'm around. "I don't want you to leave yet." I tell him when we walk out of the park. "I missed you so much… I don't know if I can do this alone." "I missed you too." He hugs me and continues to walk down the street. "You know, we have a tail, right?" He asks me with a mischievous voice. "We had it all night. Are you sure your boy knows that there is nothing between you two?" He mocks me. "I'm drunk, not blind!" I hiss. Him playing a matchmaker is the most annoying thing ever. My head starts to spin and I trip on my own feet. "I believe it's time for you to go to bed."

"Stela is pregnant!" I blurt out the moment he closes the door of the hotel room. "What!" "Fuck! I was dying to tell it to someone all day." I breathe out in relief. "But it's like I haven't told you!" I point my finger at him, swaying a little on my feet. "You have to act surprised when she tells you!" "That's great!" He exclaims and lifts me, spinning me around. "You are going to be an aunt… I'm going to be an uncle! When did she tell you?" "This morning. They were waiting for all the tests to come back and they wanted to tell me on my birthday. They hadn't told anyone yet. It's going to be a boy! They are having a little boy! Can you believe it…" I laugh but the pain in my chests is growing with every little molecule of air entering my lungs. I'm never going to have the chance to be an aunt.  I'll never see my beautiful nephew.  I'm not going to buy him little tiny shoes.  I'm not going to take him to the park.  To play video games with him.  To build planes.  To read books.  To spoil him.  To hug him. For the first time I allow myself to mourn my lost future.  My legs buckle but before my knees can hit the ground, Shane catches me. My tears are falling soundlessly from my eyes while my cousin holds me tight to his chests.  We sit like that on the floor for a long time. None of us saying anything. I fall asleep like that, exhausted from keeping the facade of a strong warrior. "You are the strongest person I know." I hear Shane whispering before the sleep takes over me completely. "And I'm not giving up on you." Then I hear something about Charlie being on to something. But at that point I'm not sure if I'm dreaming or not.  I must be dreaming. Shane doesn't know Charlie…

I walk out of the bar to my car. I sit in the driver's seat and grip the wheel tight. Ema is in a bar…  Drinking…  With some guy…  I should have stayed…  But… She obviously didn't want me there.  She was drinking!  She doesn't drink! Why is she drinking with him? She may not want me there, but I can't just go back to the bunker.

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Ema and Thomas are the last to leave the bar. She is swaying a little on her feet but she can walk by herself.  I follow them to a park where they stop in front of a fountain. Ema is laughing the entire time. I have never seen her so happy. So alive. So free.  I'm kind of jealous of this man. Jealous because he can see her like this. Jealous because she is like that with him. They exit the park and he hugs her across her shoulders and she leans her head on his chest. The anger is growing inside me with every second. Metatron's words pop in my head without a warning. "Your little soulmate"... Soulmate…  She is mine…  Mine… They stop in front of a hotel and he pulls her closer.  I grip the steering wheel harder. My knuckles going white. I'm about to storm out of the car and drag her back to the bunker…  Tear him apart…  Shred him to ribbons…  A familiar British accent sounds from the passenger seat. "What are we doing spying on The Order's greatest pride and joy?" Crowley is sitting next to me.  "So… this is where she is? I heard the rumors that she disappeared a few months ago. What's the little princess doing here?" "What do you want?" I grunt at him. "I have to talk with you…" "Crowley, not now…" I don't hear a word of Crowley's speech. Ema had vanished in the hotel and I'm debating if I should go after her. "Dean?" Crowley demands. "Did you hear anything of what I said?" "No!" I snap at him. "I'm not in the mood for your games, Crowley!" "I'll see you at the bar tomorrow night. We really need to talk. It's about The Mark." He says before he disappears. Ema is no longer in front of the hotel.  I decide that driving around is a better solution then storming after her.

Chapter 19: You again! >>

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[castielsupernatural]

Sophie I'm sorry, I agree with most of your spn takes, but the Ketch evil-twin storyline is soooo embarrassing. I can't look at it. I can't remember it. I wish I could unsee it. Evil twin episode my beloathed

ACH i have forgotten to answer this and can’t rmemeber when i was talking about ketch but TO ME i loathe ketch so much for killing eileen and also magda that i find it personally offensive that supernatural later on let him have a funny little bit like excuse you he doesn’t even deserve that. i refuse to find it funny on principle. put him in the GROUND

[tearsofgrace]

castiel in supernatural 15.14, last holiday

[xojim]

Imagine living for millennia and sacrificing yourself to save the love of your life only for him to get impaled by a nail like a week later 

[babyboywilson]

Alright, time to stop personal posting and telling yall my shit that I’m struggling with now because every time i do i lose followers. Anyway please ignore me. I’m shutting up now. I will be back to my regularly programmed destiel content asap

[boysbeloving]

10 Fandoms, 10 Characters, 10 tags

tagged by @ahdriking thanks babe! Sorry this is super late!

okay....i might not hit 10? lol but i've also cheated twice 🙃

the following list is in no particular order

Supernatural: Castiel

Yes, yes yes...SPN...sorry...but Cas really is VERY close to my heart...the journey this angel goes through...learning about humanity...learning with humanity...and everything Cas experiences on earth with and without the Winchesters (Misha's portrayal of Cas definitely adds to why Cas is my fav)

2. Queer As Folk: Brian Kinney

This bitch istg...so i watched QAF after it ended and it was during a very difficult/tumultuous/uncertain time of my life...and then having Brian enter my life made it worse 🙃 (in the best possible ways)...He's so annoying, so rude, so slutty, so hurt, so alone...and i just...want to tell him that it's okay to love...okay to feel hurt...okay to reach out...okay to ask for help...no one will think any less of him...'you'll always be young, you'll always be beautiful, you're brian kinney for fuck's sake' okay i'm gonna go cry brb

3. Spirited Away: Haku

He dragon

4. Howl's Moving Castle: Howl and Sophie

They are BRILLIANT!!! as individuals and as a couple...love them so so much...their combined badassery is unparalleled...Howl will be a dramatic bitch and Sophie would be like 'i gotta go save my dramatic bitch'...also..Howl SO gets pegged by Sophie (i know she told me)

5. Kuroshitsuji: Sebastian Michaelis

uuuufffffff.....he's the devil....what more can i say....

6. Goblin: Goblin

okay when eun tak writes 'he has a sad smile' and they ACTUALLY run a montage of his sad smiles...bestie i died....i cried SO MUCH during THAT scene (no spoilers)...he's immortal, he's so done with your shit, he's hurt, he's in pain, he's burdened with life and all you want to do is hold this immortal being and rock him back and forth (also Gong Yoo ssi is just phenomenal...if you haven't watched it then please watch this kdrama)

7. Moon Lovers: Wang So

another hurt man....wow i have a type don't i...it's the 'i can fix/fuck/accept/love him' trope...he was never accepted for who he was, never loved, and it's this lack of familial love in the formative years of his life that fill him with unimaginable rage...and how he still simply moves forward...he achieves a lot later in life (but at what cost uuuffff)...i love the angst....right up my alley...(Lee Joon Gi the actor you are...again please watch this kdrama if you haven't already)

8. Kinnporsche: Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakul

*waves hand* this entire blog is effectively dedicated to the man...just check my pinned post lol

9. The Untamed: Lan Wangji and Xue Yang

okay...wow...Lan-zhan <333 (i know i'm not supposed to call him that, only one person has the right hehehee)....his stoicism, his no-nonsense persona, his pride, his sophisticated rebellion, his loud and proud declaration of love (and it's not words....it's his actions), his hair, just everything <33 (and the absolute gremlin Wang Yibo portrays him in the live action....boyo!!! it's whiplash y'all hheeehehe...and yibo is my baby btw)

AND Xue Yang...he's one of the villains....he appeared on screen and i was like 'this one....i'm gonna take this one'

so ya...i like one of the heroes and one of the villains...i got range y'all...i got range...hhheehehe

okay now to tag others...do i even talk to 10 people here? hahhahaha i'm not sure lol....but here we go (as always please do this only if you feel like doing it!)

@sereinartemishan @discluded @rainbowcolored7 @aayuthaezhuthu @skamskada @domsaysstuff @mickolo @deliciouswastelandgoddess @matan4il @nattaphum

and anyone else who wants to do this!

[swingsetindecember]

do you have a favorite crossover pairing?

my fav pairings will always be idiots to lovers. like the more oblivious the better. so crackships are encouraged. like especially characters who have never met in canon. i am there with popcorn

for crossovers, like it gets hard to find the niche fic that soothes my rabid soul but a few gen fics are golden

leverage & mcu

Nerds of the Earth, take note! by Betty & Emeraldwoman

leverage & dcu

Five times the Leverage Crew was not in Gotham, no, really, they weren’t, no by noelia_g [And then Hardison clicks to the next slide. "Of course, now the company had been bought by the Wayne Enterprises," he says slowly and pointedly, and all the others suddenly sit up, the focus of their attention shifting and narrowing.

"No," Sophie says. Eliot nods once, sharply, and Parker does a rather good impression of one of those boggling-head-dolls, agreeing completely.]

b99 and mcu

You Can Hear It In the Silence by waldorph [When CAPTAIN AMERICA walks into the precinct, Jake staples his finger and doesn't realize it for like, six hours. He can only be happy that Scully and Hitchcock leave every day they can at 4:48pm so that they couldn’t bring shame upon the family.]

our lips are sealed by Nokomis [When Gina started talking about how Captain America moved in next door to her, complete with a rap breakdown including the lines, "with his glorious American-made booty, it's a star-spangled thing of beauty," and how she was initiating a five-step plan to tap dat, the precinct just assumed that Captain America was a nickname for whatever unfortunate hottie made a real estate blunder and ended up her neighbor.]

also, thepartyresponsible writes amazing crossover ships with dcu and mcu. spn had some great gen fics with crossovers with dark angel and xmen. also buffy and sg1. it was a while back

[carveredlunds]

i'm rewatching random classic spn episodes for the comfort watch and goddamn was this show good. there's something about the pre-credits scenes that are just ripped straight out of american folklore, the moody lighting, the small towns, and the classic rock. it had such an identity right away, and it was legitimately good.

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Pond Diving - thoughtslikeamindfield

Welcome to today’s Pond Diving Spotlight! We hope that you enjoy this little insight to our members and perhaps even find some useful tips for your own writing. Happy reading!

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“Don’t Be Koi About It” - All About You

Name: MJ

Age: 49

Location: Aspen, Colorado, USA

URL: @thoughtslikeaminefield

Why did you choose your URL: I’m a diehard Foo Fighters fan. When I came back to Tumblr after a 4yr hiatus, Foo’s album Concrete and Gold had just come out, and the first single was “The Sky Is A Neighborhood” with the verse:

Thoughts like a minefield I'm a ticking bomb Maybe you should watch your step Don't get lost

What inspired you to become a writer: I love telling stories, both verbally and written. What’s kept me motivated is connecting with people through shared experiences, making people laugh, and making life-long friends as a result of those connections.

How long have you been writing: I’ve been writing since I was 8- or 9-years-old!

What do you do when you are not writing i.e. Job/Hobbies etc? I sell mortgages for a living, laugh and enjoy life with my husband, hike with my dogs, talk smack with my friends and family. I recently hosted a group of fandom friends here in the Rocky Mountains in a big house, where we did all of the above at one point or another, and it was such a joy.

How long have you been in the SPN Fandom? It feels like I’ve been here forever. I was reading Dean/Faith Lehane fic back in 2008 and I’ve been laughing at memes on Tumblr since as long as I’ve been on Tumblr (this is my fourth blog), but I didn’t start actively watching the show until 2015 (-ish?). I truly joined SPN fandom when I started writing SPN fic in the spring of 2018, so a little over 3yrs.

Are you in any other fandoms and do you write for them? Yes! I was active in The X-Files fandom for years via forums, chat rooms, and geocites (it was the 90s and early aughts, after all lol), but never wrote for it; Buffy and Angel in the same manner as well as LiveJournal and wrote a little; I was active in Twilight fandom for a few years and wrote fic there, once sitting on a Twific panel at SDCC; I’ve been peripherally active in several of Norman Reedus’ fandoms and written for him and his roles; and currently, I’m active in SPN, The Boys, anything Jensen does, Ted Lasso (I have fic ideas), MCU and other Marvel media, Star Wars and all things associated (especially Din Djarin’s tiny green bebe Grogu), Lucifer, anything Keanu Reeves does, and super fucking excited for my boy Pattinson in The Batman.

Do you do any writing outside of fanfiction? If so, tell us about it? I am working on a sort of fictionalized memoir based on my family and my relationships throughout my life. My sister and I have a lot of stories to tell, so we’ve been piecing together a concept for the past couple of years!

Favorite published author: Carrie Fisher

Have you ever read a book that made an impact on your life? Which one and why?: Several. I will say, however, that neither Postcards from the Edge nor Wishful Drinking by Carrie Fisher ever leave my bedside.

Carrie had such a gift with words and expression. She struggled with mental illness, loss, and addiction; she was a soul sister.

Favorite genre of fanfic (smut, angst, fluff, crack, rpf, etc): I’ll read just about any genre, but I seem to gravitate toward explicit content, both to read and write.

Favorite piece of your own writing: This is Sophie’s Choice, so I’ll just go with something easy, fun, and sexy -- Plus One (for which I am currently working on a sequel!)

Most underrated fic you have written: Cactus - Dean Winchester x Meg Masters x Castiel

Idk if it’s underrated, but I don’t think a lot of people have seen it, and I don’t write Destiel very often!

Story of yours that you’d most like to see turned into a movie/tv show:

Run Me Like A River - AU Dean Winchester x AU Jessica Jones

Summary: AU wherein Jessica Jones is super-powered by gov’t experiments to create elite soldiers, the Winchesters are military officers in humanity’s War Against Evil, and they have all gone AWOL from their assigned roles. Dean and Jess embark in a relationship that ends abruptly and explosively until Dean calls her for help on a very personal case.

Warnings: explicit, this is not your mother’s dean winchester, major character death, unhealthy relationship dynamics, bondage, rough-sex, biting, bruising, blood, anal sex, ptsd

Favorite Tumblr Writer(s): @inkiestdawn @itmighthavebeenintentional @lastactiontricia @littlegreenplasticsoldier @mrswhozeewhatsis @rockhoochie @stusbunker @there-must-be-a-lock @wayward-and-worn

Favorite Fic from another writer: Heard, Seen, Believed by @stusbunker -- yes, I beta’d this fic, but I beta’d it because it was amazing. This is easily one of my Top 5 Favorite SPN fics ever. It’s sooooo sexy and relatable and UGH.

Favorite character to write: Dean Winchester

Favorite Pairing to write: I have a very soft spot for Megstiel.

Least favorite character to write (and why): I don’t write anyone I don’t thoroughly enjoy writing!

Do you have anyone you consider a mentor? Hmm, Idk about mentor, but I probably wouldn’t be writing fic and I certainly wouldn’t be sharing it without having @icemankazansky @mskathywriteswords and @cracksinthewalls in my life who have each supported and encouraged me through the years in ways that have been absolutely essential to my confidence and competence.

Do you have any aspirations involving your writing? Some day, I want to be able to tell My Story, if I can ever figure out what that is. lolllll

How many work-in-progress stories do you have: Oh, lord, a dozen? Maybe more.

What are you currently working on? The final installment for a 3-part FWB to lovers Dean x female reader AU, some Soldier Boy fuckery, and I’m trying to work up the gumption to get back to my Sam x female reader AU series. I also have a ton of AWESOME prompts from tumblr friends and from Bingos and Challenges that are just waiting for me to not be such a disaster.

“Pond Diving” - All About The Writing

What/who has had the biggest influence on your writing? Style-wise -- songwriters like Jim Morrison, Stevie Nicks, Sarah McLachlan, Dave Grohl, Trent Reznor, and Josh Homme; content-wise -- the feelings and experiences of my life like love, loss, heartbreak, lust, and trauma.

Best writing advice you've been given: Just get the words down; you can edit it later!

Biggest obstacle you’ve faced in your writing: When I jump the gun and think I know where I’m headed but then hit a roadblock and have gotten too far ahead to figure out how to back up!

What aspects of writing do you find difficult when you write fanfiction? Series. I have shit patience so I post too soon sometimes and the next thing I know I’ve hit a wall and the damn thing is stalled.

Is there anything you want to write but are afraid to (and why)? There are things I want to write but haven’t figured out yet, but I’m not really afraid of writing anything.

What inspires/motivates you to write? Human connection, reader feedback, my friends.

How do you deal with self doubt? Go back and re-read things I’ve written that I remember loving and the feedback from readers that touched my heart. I talk to my friends, too.

How do you deal with writer's block? Walk it off, make graphics, ask for insight, read something fresh and different.

Do you plan/outline your story before you start? I try to and I want to get better at this, especially for series’, but I don’t do it enough!

Do you have any weird writing habits? Idk how weird it is per se, but my usual habits include making playlists and graphics and talking out my ass about anything and everything related to the concepts or themes. I’m all about the vibes and aesthetics.

Have you ever received hateful comments on your fic and how do you deal with it? Not really. I had a woman several years ago harass me for being “irresponsible” with the main characters because they had sex without contraception and it was a one-weekend stand, but I just listened to and talked it out with her.

Conversely: what’s been some of your favorite feedback on your fanfic? Most recently I received an incredibly in depth and thoughtful observation on one of my darker and more personal fics that was so spot on that it made me cry. But I can’t not mention my long-time beta here since she is my beta because of her consistently detailed and thoughtful feedback for more than 10 years. She’s been with me ever since.

If you could give one piece of advice to a new and/or struggling writer, what would it be? Surround yourself with people you trust and respect and who feel the same about you so that you are able to be vulnerable, try new things and fail, and grow.

[sheepsquatches]

hello i’m bry welcome to my blog

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24, she/they. co-creator of the emporiaverse. i know a lot about ilchester, maryland. wrote the first dean (sam son) fic on ao3. once quoted in insider magazine saying “lesbians love sam winchester.” reluctant john winchester understander.

we bought a zoo (starring the star of supernatural, colin ford) watch count: 5

i make a lot of edits and write fic, i have read all of the spn novels and wrote a reader’s guide about how most of them are bad but some are okay, my tagging system is a mess, if you're blocked 9 times out of 10 i just saw a post or take of yours i was annoyed by and it's not personal, i periodically post about how i got cursed for Real at the lucifer rising ruins

i write a lot of fic, there is a full list below the cut, but here are my favorite things i’ve written:

pyrolysis, 4k words - sam builds pyres. set across seasons 2-15

a light that never goes out, 12k words - john goes to alaska and everything goes wrong, and the boys are alone. dean-perspective, mild mild horror elements

i'll believe you if you make me feel something, 5k words - toxic sexy unhinged obsessive unrequited (kinda) godstiel/soulless sam, s6 au. collab with sophie rootsmachine

considering drinking with molotov, 4.7k words - season 8, sam character study, the trials as chronic illness. tiny bit of samcas that's easily ignored (probably my favorite thing i've written for spn)

masterlist of my spn fic

gen

pyrolysis, 4k words - sam builds pyres. set across seasons 2-15

bones tied up with dental floss, 2.6k words - nonlinear narrative about sam and his relationship to magic, sam & rowena w/ fleeting sam/ruby and sam/eileen

heaven knows how hard i tried, 2k words - sam trying to make sense of what prayer can mean to him post-lucifer rising

the growing is slow (or it cuts to the bone), 1.5k words - early s13. sam and jack both have trouble sleeping. they help each other

it's (supposed to be) a wonderful life, 2k words - s13, working through what apocalypse world means for his own existence

they wither with the wind, they crumble in your hand, 1.4k words - set during 15x19 inherit the earth, sam & jack and dads dying without saying goodbye

a christmas carol (in prose, being a ghost story of palo alto), 5.2k words - stanford era, a christmas carol but it's sam and about him never escaping his destiny! collaboration with sophie rootsmachine

a light that never goes out, 12k words - john goes to alaska and everything goes wrong, and the boys are alone. dean-perspective, mild mild horror elements

held the world for ransom, 1.9k words - soulless sam and mark of cain dean, sometime after s10. pretty dark

considering drinking with molotov, 4.7k words - season 8, sam character study, the trials as chronic illness. tiny bit of samcas that's easily ignored (probably my favorite thing i've written for spn)

samcas

i'll believe you if you make me feel something, 5k words - toxic sexy unhinged obsessive unrequited (kinda) godstiel/soulless sam, s6 au. another collab with rootsmachine >:)

stretch out and wait, 1.5k words - sam's reminded of the first time he prayed to castiel, almost a year before meeting the angel. turns out he answered

hear it just enough to keep you alive, 2,1k words - set between s9 and s10, sam and cas follow a lead on dean and talk about celine dion (and other things) 

the patron saint of silent restraint, 7.5k words (2/4 chapters) - s11 au where dean disappears and another sam shows up, this one without his soul. (on break)

iron out the edges of the darkest sky, 1.4k words - set during 13x6, sam and cas reconnecting in the library and talking about jack and fatherhood

i need redemption, for sins i can't mention, 2.4k words - s5 pre-slash, after the song remains the same sam's not sure he was worth the trouble of saving

how dare you want more, 4.2k words - sam-centric vignettes set between 13x22 and 13x23. established samcas, brothers :), and sam & jack bonding

samruby

lord, touch me with lightning, 1.5k words - sam & ruby drive to ilchester

emporiaverse (me and @rootsmachine's post-finale series where sam moves to emporia, kansas, and gets a degree in library science)

what's worth saving (is never worth letting go to waste), 2.8k words - nonlinear post-canon, houses and homes and the bunker. (fun fact: this was the first fic on ao3 to use the dean jr tag bc i went insane when writing it!)

half-light, jack-knife, 10k words - sam is 52 and his son is 16 when he gets a phone call from max banes. half a case fic, half a study on loss and moving on

[theseourbodiesrp]

Some basic stuff about Claire Novak as I play her. Some of these headcanons are from back when I first started playing her (before she came back on SPN), some have developed as I've played her over time:

Sophie Hallow (@storiieswoven) is Claire's bff in every verse. Sophie and Claire are a set, and if you don't love Soph you can't love Claire

Claire's dad, Jimmy, is dead. She does not acknowledge Castiel as being her dad and deeply resents him

Depending on verse, Amelia Novak is either dead, or instutionalized (from being traumatized when Jimmy came back that one time)

She has a little angel grace left in her soul from when she was very briefly Castiel's vessel. It helps heal her; there might be other powers granted by the small bit of grace, but she'll never test them because she doesn't want a graced soul. She doesn't know how to stop the healing, otherwise she wouldn't use it

She really hated the Winchesters. Especially Dean. After being a hunter herself, she starts to forgive them, though

She will sass angels and demons. She hates them more than she hated Dean and Castiel tbh

Claire does not like people touching her without her permission. She will fucking fight if you touch her, even if you're not being aggressive

She's not interested in sex unless she knows you really well. She has to trust you to be willing to do that. She was sexually exploited and abused by the older man not to long before she met Sophie, and she's never really dealt with it.

She doesn't talk about her feelings unless she trusts you.

[whateverthedragonswant]

Someone please tell me how this dynamic and setup:

Is any different than this:

Dean gave Cas the silent treatment (8x22); Ryan gave Sophie the silent treatment, too (x)

Luke gives Ryan a hard time about flirting with Sophie (x) aka being in the middle and seeing what is really going on, Luke interrupting emotionally intimate moments between Ryan and Sophie (x); Sam being in the middle

Ryan was mad at Sophie for something she did that not only hurt her personally but also screwed up their plans regarding a villain and 'made things worse'; the above SPN scene is happening because Dean is mad at Cas foor doing something that could cause worse ripple effects for them & Cas is mad because he feels Dean is wrong to be angry and it had to be done to save the Winchesters

Sophie asks Ryan what she wants (x) vs "Why do you always want what you can't have?" (14x10) & "The one thing I want is something I know I can't have" (15x18)

Sophie is briefly upset (more worried) at Ryan when she almost died (x); Dean is brielfy upset with Cas for almost dying again (15x13), Dean's reaction to Cas going dark (12x19); Dean tells Cas not to get dead again (13x19)

When Dean sees Cas for the first time, he doesn't remember that Cas saved him from Hell, their relationship starts out as somewhat antagonistic; when viewers meet Ryan, she has a history with Sophie since Sophie was the one who arrested her and interrogated her which led to her going to prison, their relationship starts out as somewhat antagonistic due to this fact

In the Armageddon arc in The Flash, Ryan in the future talks about having a child with Sophie and after speaking with Iris, she decides she wants to adopt to give another child the same chance that she was given by Cora and will talk to Sophie when she gets back to Gotham; Dean and Cas are literally raising Jack together (with Sam)

I'm sure there's more examples and comparisons but ultimately, it comes down to this: how do people still not see that they framed Dean and Cas as romantic? Even before Cas' (romantic) confession in 15x18?

Plus, Sam was always the third wheel and now Luke is, too 😂