teambugoutky

[strawlessandbraless]

Team Free Will 3.0

blurry wife, party city wig, rusty nail

[charles-leclerizz]

TRAILER : THE BEGINING

🏁 Content warnings : Swearing.

🏁 Spoiler alert : Please read the masterlist, Character sketch and Team sketch to understand.

🏁 Genre : Drama, Action, Sports

🏁 Reading time : 15 minutes, 6 seconds

🏁 Word count : 3.0.k (3021 words)

🏁 Chapter summary : It all begins now.

🏁 Author's note : So, this is it, welcome to the beginning of this wild ride. Just wanted to explain a few things [so skip this right now if you're not really interested, no hard feelings !] Now, this format is probably confusing, basically the first part of this is the trailer, how it would look on Netflix, the actual video/film. And the writing after the banner, Behind the Scenes, is literally behind the scenes, what isn't shown on camera. Second, this whole series is meant to be very dramatic, it's entertainment made by "Netflix" [not really, please don't sue me] for God sake. With all that said, Enjoy!

Masterlist · 🪷 Aisha · 🪷 Porsche F1 Team · 🪷

[Please play this song whilst reading the trailer & feel free to stop once we get behind the scenes with the drivers !]

The screen fades from black to show a Porsche F1 car skidding down the track, the sound of screeching rubber against the tarmac harmonises with the energetic music that pumps behind the video.

Circular shots of a driver climbing out of the car from different angles flash across, and just before they tug off their helmet the scene changes to the paddock, pit crew, mechanics and drivers rush past in a blur, their differently coloured uniforms merge together like lights in a city scape. Suddenly, everything stops and the music fades away momentarily.

“In the fast-paced world of formula 1,”

Scenes of driving legends hoisting up their trophies with happy grins and champagne soaked racing gear flash past. Ayrton Senna, Michael Schumacher, Kimi Räikkönen.

“Where every second counts and emotions run high.”

The grating sounds of cars speeding past bursts into the frame, Max Verstappen shaking his fists ambitiously as he wins, yet another grand prix, Charles Leclerc as he wins in Spa and Monza, Carlos sainz and Lando Norris partnering up in the Singapore 2023- “Yeah, it’s on purpose.” The Spaniard grits out just as the narrator begins to speak again.

“Our team is about to redefine the game,”

The narrator is revealed, a woman, tall and proud as she sits in front of a grey backdrop. Her blonde hair is cut to a sharp bob and her glasses, astute and black sit high on her nose as she laughs jauntily and arches a well-managed, bleached brow at one of the three camera’s recording her, “Is that good?” she huffs out, thick Manchester accent shining through her cheerful words.

Black takes over once again, and the Indian flag, flapping in the wind from a tall pole that reaches high into the sky is shown, the bright, proud colours shining against the pale, blue sky. The camera pans down to the bottom of the ground, where the same driver,who was emerging from the car in the begging is looking up, at their flag.

But instead of their helmet securely fastened around their face, it’s held between the crook of their elbow and waist. The white base is glossy as multiple sponsor logos are littered around the entire frame, along with the black, bold letters “PATEL” being showed off at the back, currently visible to the camera along with the behind of the driver’s racing suit.

The shot pans up, revealing long flowing hair, black thick strands a contrast to her off white racing suit. The same flag peeks out from between the chunks of her fluttering locks, large and proud on the expanse of her back. The driver begins to turn and just as her red painted lips come into view the scene changes and a different narrator begins to speak again.

“From the makers of 'Drive to Survive' comes a new Netflix Original Series that takes you behind the scenes of the most exhilarating sport on the planet.”

Scenes of the woman running across the paddock and into her garage, her teammate not far behind overlay the announcement.

Another moment is revealed, this time of her ducking into her car, glove covered hands braced on the halo as her face turns upwards towards a racing engineer who speaks to her. She nods before turning to look directly into the camera and lowering herself into the cockpit.

The woman begins to speak again, "Aisha is our trailblazer in Formula 1.”

The iconic lights of Formula one begins to count down as the mechanical ticking echo throughout the grand-stands and the camera goes to shoot the anticipatory lull in the air as spectators hold their breath whilst the engines start up and the last light dims.

“She’s smashing stereotypes and racing towards victory.” The team principal shakes her head, a soft, proud smile playing on her light pink lips.

The team car revs menacingly as the gaggle of drivers manoeuvre their way through turn one of Bahrain.

The Porsche chassis glows between the unmanageable scuffle of the other 18 cars on the track, as both team racers attempt to come out on top in the dangerous pile of engines, the expectant victor of the throng doesn’t appear, the deep blue red bull is yet to emerge. The crowd gasps and cheers as the true victor begins to approach the next turn, speeding down the straight.

The camera catches the proud logo on the side of the car, “Porsche” and on the back, as the DRS begins to activate, the opened flap reveals, “Patel”.

���I just hope people are ready to see her in action. Because she isn’t stopping anytime soon" She stares into the camera as her name appears on screen, a small box enveloping the words, “Katherine Anderson, Porsche team principal.”

Finally, the rumoured driver comes into the scene, walking up to the stool as the camera drags up her slack clad legs, the cream material swishes by her ankles along with the golden payaal that jingles with each step of her stiletto heels against the floor. Her torso is revealed slowly, a tight top hugs her bust whilst the printed Porsche logo morphs against the curves of her chest. The varied tennis barcelets and charmed jewellery around her wrist titillate together as she takes a seat on the chair, and her face is revealed.

She squints her eyes and brings a manicured hand up to push away the straightened hair from her lips, her mouth purses as the unintelligible voice of the producer talks to her, whilst her eyelashes flutter and she hums in agreement.

“So, I just talk?” She asks, pointing a finger at the camera that faces her before blotting the lipstick on her lips. She nods once as the cameraman confirms.

“My name,” She tilts her head as she smiles, perfect, white teeth shining underneath the light, “Is Aisha Patel, and I drive for Porsche F1 Team.”

The camera cuts again, showcasing Aisha on the podium, pushing a large trophy up into the air as her teammate, Pierre cheers and sprays champagne on her stomach from his place on the “2nd” platform. She shakes her head and laughs as her entire head becomes soaked with the bubbly, sweet drink. Multiple identical shots are placed one after the other, of her standing proud and sweaty on the 1st place podium.

“I’ve worked my ass off,” Aisha’s voice over-runs the music, “And I’ll be damned if anything stands in my way.”

She squares her shoulders as she unzips her racing suits and bunches it up at her waist as she stomps over to Max Verstappen, the Dutch man looking equally malicious as his blue eyes roll with annoyance and already red face puffs out intimidatingly.

She pokes a finger into his fire-proof covered chest as she begins to shout, ignoring the worried stares of the crew around her in the Red-Bull garage. Max spits out the long, twirling straw from between his lips and begins to argue back.

Her mouth moves angrily as she goes to snatch the can of branded drink from his tense hands, throwing the sugary drink in his face, thoroughly dousing the shouting man and reducing him to a spluttering mess as she stomps away, flipping off one of the camera’s that eagerly follows her.

The narrator returns, his deep timbre rumbling through the video, “But the road to victory is never easy, as Aisha navigates through rivalries, scandals, and the pressure to perform.”

The scene switches to Aisha rushing out of a hotel in England, the night before Silverstone and the odd, overwhelming flashes of hounding reporters seem to be tuned out of her gaze as Lando runs behind her, grabbing helplessly at her hand whilst tears stream down her flushed face.

Her hair is mused and makeup runs haphazardly across her tan skin, she wretches her wrist out of the man’s grip, shaking her head as her lip wobbles. She covers her eyes before dodging and weaving through the paparazzi, barely able to mumble polite, “excuse me’s” from between erratic sobs, as she unlocks her expensive car and slips into the driver’s seat.

The second shot is of her and Carlos, hand in hand as her shoulders begin to shiver in his hold whilst she adjusts the heavy cardigan that hangs limp from her shoulders. The Spaniard’s face is tough and rocky as his hands comes to embrace her upper arm, cradling her against his side whilst the rest of the drivers begin to flee the racetrack, already tired from the latest qualifying session.

Yet, the papparizzi continue to hound the pair mercilessly, Aisha hides her face as the man beside her stops his firm footsteps and turns to a reporter from a less respectable news channel, the sleezy jounarlist gulps but stands his ground as he pushes his microphone forward. Carlos glances down at the tech with disgust, and just before he opens his mouth, the scene ends, and we’re taken back to Aisha who sits contently in the interview.

“In this world, you must fight for every inch. And I'm ready to fight, no matter the cost.”  She smirks at another camera, her side profile showing off noticeable details over the expanse of her face like the sharp cut of her nose and the splattering of freckles across her cheekbones along with the odd beauty marks spotted above her lip and a few inches from her nose.

The final shot is off Aisha climbing out of the Porsche car, removing her helmet, allowing her hair to flow over her shoulder and down her back as she tilts her head at the camera and leans back against the pale white halo of her car.

She then crooks her finger at the viewers, gesturing for the cameraman to follow her hand as she holds up a singular finger, and points upwards towards the sky.

The shot is then of the of the expansive indiago above, and through the magic of editing, the Porsche logo takes up the screen.

“Get ready to experience the thrill, the passion, and the drama of Formula 1 like never before.” The narrator ends his sentence powerfully as the crescendo of the song reaches its peak.

“This is 'Formula for Love'.” Aisha ends the trailer, waving at the camera before the video is overtaken with black once again.

The title card appears, “Formula for love – A netflix original series”.

As the words disappear, a shot of Aisha’s car speeding off into the distance after which a mechanical, “Streaming soon, only on Netflix.” ends the trailer.

Aisha sighed, tapping her thighs as the filming concluded and many on-set employees rushed to her side, patting at her face along with offering her a can of thumbs up, the condensation runs down the metallic container and onto her fingers.

“Thank you, guys so much,” Aisha sipped at the straw protruding from the can in her hand before smiling at the people who merely stared at her, already putting away their various tools. A compact snapped shut, a damp towel thrown over a shoulder and a camera cover flipped closed.

Aisha sucked in a breath, flicking her eyes over the workers before looking over at Kate, who was signing a paper handed to her on a writing board.

She chuckled at Aisha’s worried expression and the silence that hung in the air, “It’s okay,” she assured the driver, who looked relieved as the people recovered and retreated away from the filming set, going back to their stations.

“They aren’t very used to people thanking them.” Kate shrugged, “They reacted like that to me as well,”

“Oh, thank God,” She patted her chest as she waved at the director, who smiled back and showed her a happy thumbs up, “This is all so new to me.” Aisha tugged at her hair as Kate pulled up her phone and scrolled through her calendar.

“Don’t worry too much about its Aisha, you’ll get there.” She rubbed the nervous driver’s arm and hissed when her phone vibrated, “I have to go, so much to get done before our first season,” Kate shook her head, wishing Aisha goodbye as she walked out of the trailer and out towards their still concealed garage.

Aisha hummed distractedly, before realising she had no idea what to do once Kate had walked away, “Wait!” But the team principal had already left, “Damn it,” She bit her nail once, handing off her empty can and plucking out her phone from her pocket.

“Oh, there you are.” A media manager bounded up to Aisha, surprising the woman as she jumped and whipped her head around to the approaching worker, “The driver’s briefing is about to begin,”

The man waved a hand at his face before pinching his Porsche x Adidas apparel between his fingers and forcing air between the material and his chest. He was likely middle aged, and sported dark brown hair with peppery roots and salted strands that peeked out from between the chocolatey curls.

He showed her his F1 team ID and stopped fanning himself to usher her with his hand.

“Shit- okay,” Aisha stuffed her phone away, following him out of Netflix filming trailer, out to the dark murky sky above the paddock, towards another building.

The office was tall and white, covered with floor to ceiling windows that were shielded with a layer of reflective film, “Oh God.” Aisha murmured beneath her breath as she took a few calming breaths, already forgetting to trail behind the man who was staring at her impatiently whilst holding the door open, watching as she stared at the building by straining her neck upwards.

She prepared herself, flapping her hands around slightly and jolting when the manager cleared his throat.

“Please hurry Miss. Patel. It won’t look good if you’re late.”

“I know, I know.” Aisha repeated, assuring the increasingly nervous man who walked up to her.

“It will be okay,” He laid a hesitant hand on her shoulder, taking an exemplary deep breath for her to copy. He continued when she did, “I’m Harry, sorry for not introducing myself, and I will be in charge of all media at Porsche.”

“Okay?” Aisha shook her head a few times to clear her mind, “Meaning?”

Harry chuckled and hung his head, “Meaning. That I’ll be with you in there. You won’t be alone.” He pointed a finger at himself, “See, you already have a familiar face to look for,” His slightly aged face wrinkled happily when Aisha smiled at him and relaxed visibly beneath his comforting hold.

“Thank you, Harry,” She huffed and stood straighter, “Let’s do this.”

Her heels clicked beneath her confident steps as she thanked the man who held the door open for her and Harry, who walked contently behind her.

Aisha craned her head around the bend, following the acrylic signs that read, “Driver briefing – Conference room 1.” She adjusted her shirt, feeling, for the first time in forever, conscience of her clothing and slipped a thumb beneath the waistband of her slacks to adjust them slightly.

“Let’s do this,” She pushed at the milky white door, steeling her face with a bored, neutral expression just as her name was called out, most likely for rollcall.

But, Aisha stopped in her tracks, the door barely nudged open when a flurry of deep chuckles and whispers erupted at the sound of her name.

“Seriously? Is this what fans are doing now?” The speaker rolled his “r’s” whilst shaking his head.

“How much do you think that cost them?” An oddly familiar British voice mumbled whilst crossing his arms and nudging the man next to him.

And one of them groaned and slapped his thigh once, complaining about “-needing better media stunts.”

Aisha scoffed quietly, so these were some of her heroes? Assuming that a woman could never possibly be selected to race, instead she was an obsessive fan who had shrines for each of the men stashed in her closet?

She pushed open the door, causing a few drivers to rustle and shift in their seats and turn minutely towards the sound of the door hinges, opening and closing.

Aisha walked forward and planted a hand on her hip, leaning onto one leg as each of the men looked towards her with annoyed expressions.

“I’m sorry, fans aren’t allowed here.” A French man, dressed in glaring red began to stand up, nodding discreetly at the security men flanked at either side of the doors- who glanced at each other hesitantly and barely moved at his guidance, obviously recognising her, “How did you even get in?”

“Ridiculous what they’ll do for an autograph,” Another one stood, and stared at her thunderously, his Dutch accent causing him to lisp his angry words, “All right, time to go.” He was the first to directly address the security, “Guys, get her out.”

Aisha held up her hand, between her fingers a prestigious card stood proud, the F1 logo bedazzled in gold foil, shimmered beneath the yellow lights, she glanced over her shoulder at the burly, guards who relaxed at her identification.

“Aisha Patel?” She looked to the FIA officer who stared at her, amused with her entrance before ticking off her name, “Porsche F1 driver.” She announced her title, smirking with slight arrogance at the gob-smacked expression on both the French and Dutch men, both of whom flushed an embarrassed red and muttered apologies whilst returning to their seats, next to both of their teammates.

“I’m here for the briefing?” Aisha prompted the officer, before smiling at the rest of her fellow drivers, most of them attempting to suppress their cackles at the other two’s mistake.

“Yes, of course Miss Patel,” The man greeted her, gesturing to an empty seat next to Pierre who smirked at Aisha.

She began to walk down the walkway between the sets of chairs filled by F1 team personnel and racers, waving at a few of the managers from other teams who knew of her position and staring darkly at some drivers who looked her up and down with curiosity.

“Sorry for being late, I was busy paying of my debt. Do you know how much it costs to get your name on the register?” She leaned forward on her crossed knees, looking down the row with a sarcastic expression. The ones who did dare to meet her eyes mumbled in agreement and slumped against their seats.

“Fuck-“The driver who made the comment doubled over, hiding his freckle covered face in his hands, causing his bright orange athleisure jacket to stretch prompting his teammate to chuckle whilst patting his back.

honourary tags [for special pookies] : @disneyprincemuke, @weekendlusting, @woozarts, @mellowarcadefun, @paintedbypoetry, @33-81, @kazuha-pista-badam

A/N : And that's that, the first ever episode [trailer really] of this series is done and dusted. As always please show some love to this tinker-bell minded writer and remember to comment and reblog <33

[shallowseeker]

For your crimes against the most high

“For you have made yourselves known to human consorts, and through this comes much evil on the earth. You have emboldened them with knowledge.”

Synopsis: In Inherit the Earth, Chuck wipes out most of humanity, forcing Sam and Dean into a desperate bargain. They offer him what he craves most: fratricide. But when Dean demands that saving Castiel be part of the deal, Chuck erupts into a rage, insisting that Dean’s beloved Castiel was merely his self-insert all along. Sam retaliates, denouncing Chuck as a false god fixated on torture and sacrifice. In response, Chuck unleashes a Biblical flood, and with Team Free Will's lives on the line, Michael’s hesitant assistance becomes a double-edged sword. As they navigate a perilous wilderness alongside unreliable allies, they must cling to their faith in family—and especially in Castiel—to protect Jack Kline from Chuck’s latest scheme to corrupt him. In the end, Chuck’s obsession with Dean may prove to be his ultimate undoing.

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Focus: Supernatural post-15x19 fic, TFW + Michael, The Book of Enoch-ish

Characters: Sam & Dean & Cas & Jack, Chuck Shurley, Michael, Lucifer, Azazel, Dean/Castiel, Michael/Adam

Content warning: Major character death (Castiel), psychological torture (Chuck), and lame-ass mentions of Deliverance. Eventual happy ending.

❤️

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Ch 01: If he even existed (~4000 words, ~16 minutes) - In a world without people, Sam and Dean decide to wave the white flag. But when they meet Chuck in Hastings, something Dean says triggers His rage.

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Ch 02: The ones he left behind (~7400 words, ~28 minutes) - Sam, Dean, Jack, and Michael flee to higher ground, and the weight of grief hangs heavy. Emerging as Team Free Will 3.0, they scrape together a new plan.

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Ch 03: The Lord rebuke you (~5400 words, ~22 minutes) - Michael recalls a warning from Lucifer, but that doesn’t stop him from striking a deal with Chuck.

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Ch 04: Wish you were h- (~6800 words, ~27 minutes) - Dean knows things with Jack have changed forever, but he lets himself pretend, just for a moment, that they haven’t. / Jack reveals a new fear: that without Michael, they’ve lost momentum, becoming mere side characters in the larger story Chuck is orchestrating. / When Chuck drops in for a nighttime visit, Dean reels, even more confused about what Chuck really wants.

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*NEW* Ch 05: Make war to me (~8400ish words, ~34 minutes) - Dean processes Chuck's taunts, and he dreams.

[violetdawn001]

What is with the Dreamers' Houses?!?! Part 3.0 Lurien's Spire

Okay, we can all agree that Team Cherry put a LOT of thought into crafting the backgrounds and environments of Hollow Knight. But why is nobody talking about the designs for the Dreamers' houses?! Especially compared with their base forms?  Well, let's start talking about it!

The Last Dreamer, Lurien the Watcher! A.K.A. The guy who is responsible for this whole essay.

His design is the simplest among the three Dreamers.

Taken from Hollow Knight - Lurien the Watcher

A design so simple that it leaves the fans in relentless debate on what species of bug he is.

So tell me, why is HIS HOUSE the one with the most freaking complicated design!?!?!?! It's as if Lurien is living in a cathedral here!

Okay, Lurien living in a cathedral might be an exaggeration, but take a look at complicated his Spire is! Look at the floors! Notice the window designs! The hanging banners! The lanterns! And goodness gracious, the dude has wallpaper throughout his whole Spire!

Did I forget to mention the wallpaper?!?!!

The insane amount of detail!!!

And we haven't even gotten to the fact Team Cherry went out of their way to incorporate 3D into a 2D POV! You can clearly see it in this window here.

As we start the walk here…

We can't help but notice…

How the pillars framing the window "move" as we do.

Could you believe that a team of four people made all of this? Team Cherry truly wasted no detail in the Watcher's Spire, from the simplest wallpaper to the famous Telescope.

And here is the Telescope! In all its very-difficult-to-draw glory! Speaking of it, the design clearly costed tons of geo. The cost paid off, however, as the Telescope still works despite the lack of maintenance due to the Infection.

Of course, that can be easily seen by anyone who played the game in a rush. In terms of Lurien's character, the fan can see how he earned his namesake, Watcher.

Yet...has anyone stopped to consider how Lurien set up his office? In particular, how Lurien can position his Telescope anywhere in his main office?  Check out all the windows!

Did you all notice it? Every single window is open, yet each window is nicely framed with the glass plane. And before you all comment, “what about this window? It's closed!”

The window design is different from the ones behind Lurien's bed…and matches up with the window where the Telescope is currently at. This implies that this window can open up at any time should Lurien wish it. As the Telescope is NOT facing that direction, there is no need to keep that window open. Lovely for us, as that window keeps Lurien's butler in. If you need proof, check out the photo where the Telescope is again.

With this in mind, what does the Telescope and open windows tell us about Lurien's character?

First, Lurien is very dedicated to his duty as the Watcher, so much so that he will spend as much money as needed to craft the best tools he needs.

Second, Lurien favors practicality as seen by how every window is either open or has hinges to open it. The Watcher must watch over the WHOLE City of Tears, not just the left side (or commoner side).

Third, Lurien loves beauty. It is not enough to have the windows open; goodness, Lurien could have not added windows at all! But he insisted on a lovely window design that framed the view into the City. And we're not even talking about the pillars and the curtains which frame it as well. 

Fourth and finally, Lurien was able to get both practicality and beauty in the same window. I cannot stress this enough as Herrah and Monomon choose practicality over beauty. Yes, there are beautiful details here and there, but when push comes to shove, both ladies choose practicality with a dash of beauty on the side. This really makes Lurien stand out amongst the Dreamers.

I hope you enjoyed part 1 of Lurien's Spire. Unfortunately, I must stop here as this is merely 1/4 of Lurien's section of the essay. Please feel free to comment and reblog as much as you would like. It's fun reading your thoughts.

If you wish to read more of the Essay, click one of these links below.

Part 1.0: Herrah's Den : Here

Part 2.0: Monomon's Archives: Here

Part 3.0: Lurien's Spire (You are here.)

Part 3.25: More of Lurien's Spire : Here

Part 3.5: Lurien's Spire: Pillows and Patriotism: Here

Part 3.75: Even, even More of Lurien's Spire

Link to essay on Ao3: Here

[benbraeden]

SPIDERMAN 2 (2002) / TEAM FREE WILL 3.0 (S1EP14)

[ipromiseimlying-blog1]

The Soul Burns Brighter Than The Sun

284,680 Words

Relevant Tags:

If I confessed my love for someone and they Said Nothing I would be very nervous to see them again, Post Season/Series 15, Canon Divergence, Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel grows a soul after the Love Confession, Castiel back from The Empty, Idiots in Love, Castiel and Dean need to use their words, and fuck probably, we'll get there eventually, slow burn, Background Sam/Eileen, Season 16 Supernatural.

Summary:

Cas unwillingly comes back from The Empty and purposefully avoids Dean, not willing to face him after his blatant rejection in the dungeon. Meanwhile, Dean is figuring out what he should do about the whole Love Confession Thing when they learn that Cas's accidental jailbreak broke The Empty, letting out most of its occupants. Now that every villain they have ever fought is back, Team Free Will 3.0 has their work cut out for them. Welcome to Season 16.

Sneak Peak:

They peel out of the garage and Dean floors it on US-40 West. A month, is all Dean can think about. Cas has been back for a whole month. 

For the past six-ish months, Dean’s been trudging through his life, barely getting out of bed each day, nearly letting himself get dead by a gang of pussy-ass vampires in masks. Every damn word of Cas’s cute little speech playing on repeat every time Dean closed his eyes. Every time he tries to sleep its dark, and the black goo swallows him up. It’s in his lungs, his nose, he can’t fucking see. 

"You are the most selfless, most loving human being I will ever know."

And Cas is the most selfish son of a bitch Dean’s ever known. 

He fumes, his foot pressing the pedal down. He’ll show Cas loving. Dean’s gonna rip him apart. 

Sam tries to talk to him. “Why do you think he didn’t tell us he was back?” He asks. He’s got the whole kicked puppy thing going on, and Dean’s chest breaks a little. It’s one thing for Cas to do this to Dean. The two of them have always been at each other’s throats. Profound Bond and everything, but to do this to Sam? Arguably Cas’s other best friend? It’s not like the dude’s rolling in the popularity department, so to die and come back, and not tell your two best friends? That’s a new kind of fucked up that makes Dean sick. 

And the kicker is, Dean can come up with a guess or two about why Cas didn’t tell them. He’s got the full story, while Sam’s got the whole “He sacrificed himself for me,” PG-13 explanation with absolutely nothing else. Sure, there’s the bloody handprint on the green jacket. It’s still in Dean’s closet because Dean can’t bring himself to wash it, and he can’t ask Sam to do it since that would require talking, so it just sits there, Cas’s blood dark and flaking. 

So yeah, Dean can guess that maybe it has something to do with Cas’s whole “I love you, goodbye” speech, but if you leave the world with that much to say, just to come back and give them the silent treatment? It’s fucked up. 

So Dean grunts in response to Sam’s question. What else is he gonna do?

Sam’s leg bounces with anxiety. “Do you think he’s okay?”

Dean’s lip curls. “I don’t give a flying fuck if he’s okay or not. I’m going to kill him.”

[guiltye]

kiana, demon that is affiliated with team free will 3.0. previously a bounty hunter that would hunt souls for a price, but eventually was persuaded to leave it behind because of jesse turner, whom she has since devoted her loyalty to. her lucifer.

charlie west, ex-hunter that works out of the refinished harvelle roadhouse. affiliated with william harvelle, also featured on this blog. charlie was a hunter until a tragedy struck where he had to kill his girlfriend. since then, he swore he will never pick up a gun again, but will assist and find information for other fellow hunters that come through.

lilith, to be rewritten from canon writing and taken as an original character. the final seal to breaking lucifer out of his cage, she is the first demon that has known torture in hell by the hands of lucifer. she knows that her fate is to be killed by sam winchester, who is injected with demon blood in his system. there's always going to be some semblance of a connection between her and the youngest winchester, as he is her executor.

sarah blake, a former flame from the first season coming back as a hunter. since finding out that the supernatural world exists, sarah couldn't sit back and let it happen anymore. so she started to free-fall into the life of a hunter, while also maintaining her finances and using it to her advantage. she purchases haunted relics and burn them, from different auctions or museums.

[angelsdean]

my "chuck won but in the way that it's actually the god-power poisoning and corrupting jack" theory is growing larger in my mind and i can't stop rotating it around and it just think !!! it would be a great premise to explore in that frequently mentioned future reboot / mini series !! like i love the regular chuck won theory a lot too but dealing with that would once again just be another fight to defeat chuck. been there, done that. but with the god-power corruption theory the story becomes about saving jack. (and oh the potential for lots of dean repairing his relationship with jack moments!) and focusing on saving jack and releasing that god-power, returning it back to the universe or whatever so no one is wielding it and there is true FREE WILL reaffirms all the core themes of spn. it's about SAVING PEOPLE first. it's about FAMILY. it's about CHOICE and FREEDOM over peace, because peace without freedom is empty and meaningless.

so they save jack, who is their family<3 dean and bobby (and later sam, possibly) realize heaven is not what it seems and something is wrong with jack. i suspect dean and bobby already have caught wind of that a bit, based on their interactions in the prequel finale. so, team free will 3.0 starts trying to figure out how to fix this. of course the first thing dean thinks is, okay, we need cas. they try to find cas in heaven but...he's not there. either he's still in the empty and jack lied to bobby. or jack, with his new "rules" and slowly being corrupted and changed, is preventing cas from reuniting with them. so the series would focus on finding / rescuing cas, saving jack, busting out of fake heaven, and restoring the balance of the universe by releasing that god-power back to it.

and we'd hit all the emotional beats. we'd see our fave found family working together (rounding up all those other familiar faces already in heaven). we'd see a dean who already has experience jailbreaking out of heaven and world hopping with his own agency restored. a dean who has gone through some healing already and examined a lot of his own feelings and what happiness would look like for him, what he wants. we'd see this dean go and find / rescue his angel. we'd see them reunite and talk abt that confession and dean finally get to respond !! (BIG EMBRACE. AND KISSSS). and then they go save their kid !!!!!!!!!

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Team Free Will 3.0

[shallowseeker]

The WIP game

Rules: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your WIPs, let it run, then work for 10 minutes for every vote the winner receives.

Thank you for tagging me @angelcasendgame

Note: I'll probably pick up writing again mid-September, if all goes well, so any excitement for past works will be taken into account? Even if it's just a single person. 💕💕💕 Thank you!

Snippets n' links below:

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For your crimes against the most high - (ao3)

(Alt 15x19 - Dean, Sam, Jack, & Michael VS Chuck)

Summary: Chuck ramps up his existential torture by taunting Dean about Castiel's role in the story, and Sam realizes that Chuck’s focus on familial sacrifice is more than an obsession—it’s where he gets his power. (The one where Chuck insists Cas was just a self-insert. Team Free Will resists.) What happens next? Lucifer ices the water-logged, Appalachian landscape where TFW 3.0 is taking shelter. Michael encourages Jack to trust him. Dean hates it. While on a supply run, Jack runs afoul of the resurrected Special Children.

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Feelings of excitement and infatuation - (ao3) - needs editing first

(AU mid-season 15; Jack n Harper road fic)

Summary: After the events of Byzantium (14x08), Jack looks for a way to break Castiel's deal with The Empty. He seeks out Harper Sayles (14x06) to leverage necromancy and divination. Unfortunately, the extended Sayles family is a hidden nexus of power, and Jack finds himself lured into a plot to harness the The Empty to rip into the fabric of the future. What happens next? Everyone's on a collision course for a multi-case disaster in New Mexico. Jack and Harper are lured into a trap by a triple threat team-up: a Bieber-looking demon (Belphegor), a Russian dragon, and a gorgon named Noah. Meanwhile, Claire and Patience are hot on the gorgon's trail, and Patience gets a vision of Jack munching on human eyeballs. The irises are green. Cas reappears, but he seems cold.

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The body of real things, events, and facts (ao3) (Sam grieves badly; Dean misremembers the confession)

Summary: In an attempt to tackle his own grief over losing Castiel, Sam rifles through the bunker footage to witness Cas’s last moments. The footage leaves him with more questions than answers. (The one where Dean's memory and the actual footage...don't match.) What happens next? Sam decides that therapy is stupid. The boys and Chuck track down Becky, who's changed her name and moved cross-country. She winds up shooting Sam.

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Be careful what you wish for (working title) - unwritten

Unwritten John Lives! Lebanon AU - When the pearl is crushed, John doesn't disappear, and after a few hiccups, the timeline settles into a mash-up of what it was before.

Some snippets with Claire floating around. This was the original idea. And the little start of it with the pearl is here.

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Behold the golden calf (working title) - unwritten

(Unwritten Jack crash-lands in season 1; John thinks he's Azazel)

Some brainstorms floating around. And music as a connection to Dean.

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Tagging 💕 @payphoneangel (sorry if you've already been tagged!!)

[crowley-the-1-true-king-of-hell]

6x21

Cas is very good at gathering info. He knew to speak to Judah about Lovecraft before Bobby, who also happens to be a heavyweight in info gathering

Balthazar is a delight

Do I look like your manservant?

Balthazar was a rolemodel on self-respect and self-worth and because that was rubbing off on Cas, Balthazar had to go

Team free will 3.0 Crowley, Cas and Balthazar

Balthazar to Cas when Cas said are you with me or not?

In for a penny in for a pound

It is so unfair that Balthazar was made by the narrative to betray Cas

Balthazar's reaction to Cas' plan was

Please tell me it's risk free

Not at all dismissive or judgemental

What I love about season 6 is that Cas does have his self-worth. He tells Dean off for not having trust go both ways. He tells Dean off when he does everything for Dean and gets nothing back

Sure the way the boys treat Cas in season 6 is bitter but the way Cas is in season 6 is sweet Cas knows his worth in seasons 4 to 6 and I will always love these seasons for that

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[shallowstories]

Looking for a proofreader for this next long one!

Not active yet, but here's what it looks like so far. The synopses and stuff need work, and I plan on reading two writing books before really gritting down and hyperfocusing, so I'll probably be doing this late spring and early summer!

EDIT: AJ might proof for me hallelujah and oh lord I cannot fuck this up ////

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For your crimes against the most high

Multi POV: Drafted 6/13 chapters

"For you have made your worthless knowledge known to human consorts, and through this comes much evil on the earth: for you have taught them war mongering, domination, and murder."

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Synopsis: When Sam and Dean offer themselves up to save the world, Chuck plays it cool, vetoing the idea of a Winchester Bowl. But when Dean mentions Castiel, Chuck flies into a rage, insisting that Cas was nothing more than a divine catfishing scheme.

Sam strikes back, charging that Chuck’s full of shit, and that his focus on familial sacrifice is the source of his God-powers. Chuck's answer? A forty-day flood.

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Timeline: Supernatural post-15x18, mid 15x19 fic

Focus: Canon-typical misuse of world religions, Fantastical retelling of The Book of Enoch, References to child sacrifice, The root of Castiel's miraculous resurrections, Polytheism, Angels as lesser deities, Wherein praying to angels is a sin, Hunters are conceived as sacred executioners, Accidental angelolatry, Michael moves like the war lord he is, Lucifer and Nephilim back story, The Great Flood and its Consequences, The Princes of Hell and the Shedim, Azazel tries to use Jack to open the portal to the Shedim, Primordial eve, jealous gods, Chuck tries to convince you that angels are all just Him in Disguise and the Winchesters are his puppetted holy honey traps

Characters: Dean/Castiel, Dean & Sam, Sam & Dean & Cas & Jack, Michael, Michael/Adam if you squint, Lucifer, Chuck Shurley, Azazel and the Special Children, Historical Nephilim

Content warning: Major character death (Castiel), gratuitous references to Deliverance, and mishmashing of world religions without much care to accuracy. Eventual happy ending.

Updates are somewhat irregular but am persistently writing this one, I promise!

Proofread by (TBD).

❤️

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Ch 01: If he even existed (~4000 words, ~16 minutes) - Sam POV Ramping up his existential torture, Chuck insists that Cas was nothing more than sexy self-insert. During the face-off, Sam wonders if Chuck’s focus on familial sacrifice is more than an obsession but where he gets his power.

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Ch 02: At sea (~6000 words, ~24 minutes) - Sam POV Team Free Will 3.0 flees to higher ground, and the weight of grief hangs heavy. Michael is bothered by Chuck's sudden disinterest in the idea of the Winchesters killing one another.

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Ch 03: Wish you were h- (~6000 words, ~24 minutes) - Dean POV Things will never be like they were with Jack, but for a moment, Dean gets to pretend. (Jack shares photos from one of his and Castiel's ghost cases, where they apparently got up-close-and-personal with wingsuit base jumping.)

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Ch 04: Make war to me (~7000 words, ~28 minutes) - Dean POV Processing Chuck's taunts, Dean has a vivid dream of Cas. He emerges with a renewed faith in the future.

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Ch 05: You have fixed nothing (~6200 words, ~25 minutes) - Jack POV Morale tanks. Jack's mood takes a turn for the worse. Michael returns bearing gifts.

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The rest are still more heavily in work, and might change, but here's what it's lookin' like so you can see if it's something you might wanna proofread:

(GRAPHIC STILL IN WORK, the bloody spearing of two fish) Ch 06: Someone special (~8000 words, ~32 minutes) - Michael tries his best to stabilize Jack's energy issues. On a supply run, Dean and Jack run afoul of the special children, and Azazel reveals he's been waiting for this to happen all along.

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Tentative list of updates:

Ch 07: Psychic boy blues - Sam POV - TBD - When the door breaks down, the last person Sam expects to see is Jake Talley.

Ch 08: Careful, bridge may ice - Dean POV - TBD - And the worst part of it all is that Lucifer told Michael this would happen. Long ago.

Ch 09: The wilderness we call home - Sam POV - TBD

Ch 10: Bring on the Nephilim - Jack POV - TBD

Ch 11: Declarations of war - Dean or Cas POV? - TBD

Ch 12: Against my better judgment - Cas or Sam or Jack POV? - TBD

Ch 13: It ain't much (working title) - Dean POV - TBD

[ipromiseimlying-blog1]

what if i had team free will 3.0 watch Charlie Brown Christmas. what if Dean almost cried at the part that's like, "I never though it was such as bad little tree. Maybe it just needs a little love." cuz like, maybe Dean just needs a little love

[wikiuntamed]

On this day in Wikipedia: Thursday, 14th March

Welcome, ยินดีต้อนรับ (yin dee dtôn rab), chào mừng, tervetuloa 🤗 What does @Wikipedia say about 14th March through the years 🏛️📜🗓️?

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14th March 2014 🗓️ : Death - Tony Benn Tony Benn, English politician, Postmaster General of the United Kingdom (b. 1925) "Anthony Neil Wedgwood Benn (3 April 1925 – 14 March 2014), known between 1960 and 1963 as The 2nd Viscount Stansgate, was a British Labour Party politician who served as a Cabinet minister in the 1960s and 1970s. He was the Member of Parliament for Bristol South East and Chesterfield for 47 of the..."

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14th March 1974 🗓️ : Birth - Patrick Traverse Patrick Traverse, Canadian ice hockey player "Patrick Traverse (born March 14, 1974) is a Canadian former professional ice hockey defenceman. He played 279 games in the National Hockey League (NHL) with five teams...."

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14th March 1923 🗓️ : Event - Charlie Daly Charlie Daly and three other members of the Irish Republican Army are executed by Irish Free State forces. "Charlie Daly (10 August 1896 – 14 March 1923), born in Castlemaine, County Kerry, was the second son of Con. W. Daly, of Knockanescoulten, Firies, County Kerry. He went to school, first to Balyfinane National School, and later to the Christian Brothers at Tralee.Daly had been an active member of the..."

14th March 1823 🗓️ : Death - Charles François Dumouriez Charles François Dumouriez, French general and politician, French Minister of War (b. 1739) "Charles-François du Périer Dumouriez (French pronunciation: [ʃaʁl fʁɑ̃swa dy peʁje dymuʁje], 26 January 1739 – 14 March 1823) was a French military officer, minister of Foreign Affairs, minister of War in a Girondin cabinet and army general during the French Revolutionary War. Dumouriez is one of..."

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14th March 🗓️ : Holiday - Nanakshahi New Year, first day of the month of Chet (Sikhism) "The Nanakshahi (pronunciation: [naːnakʃaːɦiː]) calendar is a tropical solar calendar used in Sikhism. It is based on the "Barah Maha" (Twelve Months), a composition composed by the Sikh gurus reflecting the changes in nature conveyed in the twelve-month cycle of the year. The year begins with the..."

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[amaranthhiding]

Map to Yesterday

by Hiding Amaranth

Words: 23,003 (finished) Rating: Teen Relationships: Castiel/Dean, Rowena/Sam

Tags: Canon Universe, Amnesia, Mass Amnesia on Team Free Will (including Rowena), Mystery, Magic, Road Trip, Recovery of Identity, Angst, Humor, Romance, Castiel/Dean First Kiss, Hurt/Comfort, Action, Adventure, Angel Wings, Trapped Together in a Small Space, Caring Rowena, Team Free Will 3.0

Point-of-View Characters: Dean

Summary: Team Free Will wakes up with no memory of where they are, or who they are. Left with nothing but some foggy shreds of their identities, they have to rediscover themselves and each other—and team up to piece together what even happened.

Written for the Dean/Cas Reverse Bang (2022)

Link to Art by spiffyflypie

Excerpt under the cut

He woke to the sight of a gray brick wall right in front of his face. His head hurt enough that he wasn't sure if he'd had a violent meeting with the frigging thing. The cold floor beneath him wasn't exactly a peak experience either. Groaning, he sat up and found himself in a long hallway clad with nothing but naked stone and the occasional door. Empty and sterile, like in some kind of official building. A hospital, maybe? Though the regular spots of yellow lighting seemed much warmer than the cold, white lights of a hospital.

Clenching his jaw against the stinging pain in his skull, he stumbled along the hallway in the hope of finding out what the hell was even going on. He couldn't remember how he'd gotten here. Actually, he couldn't remember much of anything. Fighting through the haze of his own thoughts was as hopeless as cutting through mist. When he realized that even his name was lost to the fog, he felt panic rise in his chest.

Had he been abducted? Was he in danger? In a rush of adrenaline, he patted down his pants and recognized the shape of a phone in his pocket. Calling the police was an option, but what would he even tell them? That he didn't know where he was, or who he was? Hell, no. He also realized that the phone was not what he'd been looking for, that his first instinct was the need to hold something very different in his hand. A weapon. Feeling for his weapon was an action running on auto-pilot, something he must have done a hundred times before.

When his hand finally closed around the handle of a pistol, he felt the panic abate, replaced by the security that he could deal with whatever life threw at him. Slowly advancing through the corridor, his own heartbeat was loud in his ears—not in fear, but in a deep focus he'd fallen into without further thought. Hunting, the word shot through his mind unbidden. He didn't have to wait long until he heard the rustling of cloth not too far ahead.

One of the doors was left ajar, but whoever was in there, he didn't want to give them a chance to gain the upper hand. He kicked the door fully open and stormed the unlit room, cocking his gun mid-movement. The ease of it all should probably have worried him, but he couldn't afford that line of thinking right now. Instead, he aimed into the darkness, every muscle in his body tensing as he listened.

Read Map to Yesterday on AO3

Link to Art by spiffyflypie