#(Cas still thinking this is just a prophet is a+)

[qapsiel]

@g-dlaughs liked the starter call (still accepting)

                             CASTIEL WAKES UP WITH A WHEEZE. He turns on his stomach, forehead pressed to the hardwood floor, and inhales air in big gulps even though he doesn't need to breathe. Maybe it's his vessel's auto-response to— He sits up, grace pushing against his palms and the back of his eyes, making his body glow faintly in a bluish light. The archangel. Raphael came to punish him, and Castiel remembers the burn of his grace, the sickening ozone smell of righteous anger, he remembers his vessel and then his true form dissolving into atoms, and yet— 

                         A noise to his right; Castiel directs his glare at the intruder, hand outstretched, light pulsing, but it's only the prophet. He lowers his arm. "Chuck Shurley," he says. "What happened?" And then, more urgently: "Did Dean stop Sam from killing Lilith?"

[theresthesnitch]

WIP Snippet

In a similar vein to @heartofspells (thanks for the tag. 🥰) I have been doing far too many secret projects to be able to do this for a while, so you get a kinktober snippet. With any luck, this one should come out tomorrow with Day 8 prompt of pensive.

This is a wolfstar fic, but the set up is with Lily.

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“How familiar are you with our business, Remus?”

“I’m not really familiar at all, I’m afraid. I just saw your ad in the paper. I’m sorry. I didn’t catch your name?”

“I’m Lily,” she says. “My husband, James, and I own the company. Do you know what kind of help we’re looking for?”

“No. The ad didn’t really say.” 

Lily hums. “Yes, that was on purpose, I’m afraid. People get very weird with the Daily Prophet when we add more details.” She opens a door and gestures him inside. He’s relieved to find it’s an office. “I hope you don’t mind that we’re using one of the sets. We’ve been expanding so much that we don’t really have a dedicated meeting space any longer, other than the kitchen, but Cas and Marls are actually in there today.”

“No, I’m sure that’s fine.” Remus looks around. It’s a rather sparsely decorated office, but it’s nice. He’s not sure why they wouldn’t use it anyway. “I’m sorry, did you say one of the sets? Is this a film company? I thought you were all wix.” 

She smiles at him. “We are. You must be muggleborn, then?”

“Half,” Remus says as he takes a seat in one of the chairs. “I hope that’s not a problem.” If it was, they really weren’t going to like the werewolf part.

Lily waves him off. “Not at all. I’m muggleborn myself.” She hops up on the desk rather than sitting at the chair behind it, and it throws Remus off a bit. “I hope that’s not a problem.” 

“Not for me,” he says. 

“Well, let me tell you a bit about the company, then, and we can get into the nitty gritty.” She clasps her hands in front of her. “Pensive Passions is an order-by-mail pensive memory service. Specifically, we specialize in erotic pleasure memories.” 

It takes Remus’s brain a full ten seconds to process what she means. “Oh. It’s porn. Pensive memory porn.” 

“If you want to simplify it, then yes,” Lily says with a smile. “We prefer pleasure memories.” 

“I, uh. I’ll try to remember that,” Remus says. “So, um, do you need help managing your mail or something?”

She smiles again, and Remus feels like he’s missed the joke. “Not quite,” she says. “James and I started this a few years ago, and it was just he and I. We figured out how to harvest pensive memories for specific scenes, and we started selling them for a little extra cash. When we started to get more specific requests, we brought on some of our friends to help us too. Sirius jumped in immediately, and then Marlene and Dorcas. For the last few years, it’s just been the five of us, but we’re looking to add some variety to our line up.” 

“Okay,” Remus says, but he’s still not quite sure what she’s asking. 

Lily leans forward, almost like she’s going to whisper in his ear. “We’re looking for more actors, Remus. People to be featured in the memories.” 

“Oh,” Remus says, then shakes his head. “I don’t think that would work.” 

Lily shrugs, but he thinks she’s just being kind now. “This kind of work is not for everyone, that’s for sure. If you’re not comfortable with having casual sex for people to watch, then perhaps this isn’t for you.” 

“No, that’s not–” Remus pauses, thinking. “Well, I’m not honestly sure how I’d feel about that, but it doesn’t matter. No one is going to want to watch me.” 

“Well, that’s just not true at all,” Lily says.

[waywardxwords]

Part One

Summary: *Part 1 in the Highway to Hell series* In the craziness of the night, Dean and Sam try to explain what's going on with some help from Cas and Bobby. While it's certainly not sunshine and rainbows, and she's still extremely confused, she tries to make sense of the situation. Word Count: 1,129 Warnings: None!

Read the Introduction to this part here!

Against the darkness of the room, her eyes slowly fluttered open. She couldn’t place where she was, but the sun was shining now through large windows and she was on her back on a couch.

She slowly began to sit up until an aching pain shot like daggers up her spine. She winced and glanced down to see bandages covering her forearm. 

“Take it easy,” a deep voice came from the entrance to, what she assumed, was a living room. It was Dean. He had a glass of water in his hand. “You had a pretty nasty fall.”

Her heart sped up again as she began to process everything. “Where am I? How did I get here?” The room felt like it was spinning as she started breathing rapidly, something she was getting uncomfortably used to. Dean took a seat in front of her on a wooden coffee table.

“Just breathe for a minute, alright?” He held his hand up to hush her and placed the glass of water on the table. Sam entered the room next and shoved his hands in his pockets.

“We know how this all sounds,” Sam began.

“Oh, do you?! Did you kidnap me? Are you murderers? Sex traffickers?...” her voice fell off as she thought of all the possibilities. She tried to sit up once more with all of her might. “What did you do to me?” She looked back down at the bandages on her body.

“Look, sweetheart,” Dean said more firmly this time, his voice sounding frustrated. “Cas zapped us into your room–he’s a little bit socially awkward…”

“Or incredibly socially awkward,” Sam interjected from his spot in the doorway.

“You passed out and fell on a glass table,” Dean explained the wounds on her arms and from how she felt, the marks that likely covered her back. Her fingers found the spot on her head that was throbbing. “So I got the glass out and cleaned you up.”

At that moment, she looked down and realized she had been dressed in a man’s white undershirt and sweatpants, neither of which belonged to her.

“You undressed me?!” Her face flushed at the thought.

“We’re sorry,” Sam moved closer and sat next to Dean. “We understand that this is crazy for you and uncomfortable. We didn’t mean to invade your privacy.”

“You took me from my home, undressed me and brought me…here,” she breathed as she looked around again. “Where the hell am I?”

“It’s a long story. We’ll explain everything,” Sam began.

And so they did. She listened and tried to comprehend everything they were telling her. It took nearly an hour for the boys to explain. Angels. Demons. Hunting things.

She managed to move to a sitting position as she stared at her hands.

“Are you alright?” Sam asked softly, his eyes caring and kind. She finally met his gaze and let out a long, deep breath. “I know it’s a lot to take in.”

She shook her head and heaved another sigh. “I don’t know what to think, to be honest. I mean…what does this mean? Being a prophet?” Her question was cautious as she tried to comprehend what Sam and Dean had said.

“There’s another prophet much like you, though he is further along in his journey,” Castiel appeared out of thin air. “There will be many more prophets to come, it is your duty to write the word of God for future humanity to follow.”

A blank stare covered her face as she looked inquisitively at Castiel, her eyes narrowed in annoyance. “But why me? I’m not even religious! I’ve never even prayed before…how am I supposed to write something I don’t even understand?”

“You will have visions, most likely in your sleep. It is imperative you record your dreams from here on out whether you understand it or not,” Castiel demanded, emotionless.

“So you’re telling me I don’t have a choice or say in this? I’m living simply to record information for your benefit?” Her eyes moved back to the two brothers.

Sam glanced at Dean. “I know how it sounds,” he started softly, his demeanor much softer than Castiel’s. “We don’t always understand it right away, either. What you’re seeing in your dreams is happening to us, or has already happened. It’s important; more important than we can even imagine.”

“We’re trying to save the world, here,” Dean continued. “What you see could help us do that.”

Her eyes found the junkyard before her. “What about my home? My job? Can I still live my life?”

The brothers looked to Castiel, unsure of what to tell her.

“You’re a journalist,” Castiel said, matter-of-factly. Her eyes widened at the information he obviously knew about her. “This is helpful, as it gives you the opportunity to predict and inform where the angels and demons are located.”

Blankly, she replied, “And how am I supposed to know that?”

“I know it sounds crazy…” Sam began.

“Dude, everything sounds crazy right about now,” she breathed. Sam smiled a small smile, trying to reassure her.

“Welcome to our world, sweetheart,” Dean chuckled.

“There are things that happen that people can’t understand, and they usually sum it up to natural disasters,” Sam explained. “Electrical storms, unexplained disasters in remote areas…those usually lead to demons and right now, the angels are after them. So, we’re guessing wherever the demons are, the angels will follow. That’s the kind of thing you might be able to help with.”

She nodded slowly as she tried to process their words.

“I know it’s a lot to take in,” Sam breathed a sigh. “We’ll help you as much as we can.”

“Are these angels or demons going to come after me?” After a moment of processing, fear had started to burn in her chest as she looked between the boys and the angel.

“We won’t let anything happen to you,” Dean replied firmly without missing a beat. “You’re a part of this now. Our job is to protect people. You’re included in that.”

She nodded and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Cas has a way of finding you at all times. But that means other angels can, too,” Dean explained.

“The other angels do not know of your existence, yet,” Castiel informed. “They will.”

“But when that time comes, we’ll take care of it,” Dean cut in.

“It ain’t gonna be a walk in the park,” an older man wheeled into the living room in a wheelchair. “But we’ll help.”

“This is Bobby, the hunter we were telling you about,” Sam introduced.

She nodded with a small smile and quick introduction.

Dean’s words pulled her back to his gaze. “So you’re in?”

A soft chuckle fell from her lips. “Do I have a choice?”

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Read Part Two here!

[adidegmez]

spn s15 spoilers

s15 ep1(back and to the future)

one last time, the road so far. the demon is funny. i love big brother dean. their lat scene was awesome. we got work to do, this Show is going to kill me. this is the last season. their story will end. probably with a sad ending. i dont want to say goodbye.

s15 ep2(raising hell)

ketch! hi ketch. he knows how to make an enterance. rowena and ketch? rowena cared about jack. amara, i didnt think we would see her. kevin, ive missed you. where is jack, he was in the empty what is he doing now? we started saying goodbyes with kevin. and this will go on. i hate goodbyes.

s15 ep3(the rupture)

i miss crowley. ketch died. They're slowly removing everyone from the story. We're nearing the end. and now rowena. rowena is complicated, i love her. i thought rowena would want sam to kill her so that she could e the queen of hell or something like that. maybe she can return as queen of ell that would e nice. adam is still in the cage. dean, why are you so mad at cas? cant you forgive him? i wouldnt want their story to and like this but dean sam and cas theyre alive. there are 17 eps left. things will go bad. i hope they can get a happy ending, i hope they will all live but i dont think they will.

s15 ep4(atomic monsters)

i thought i saw benny. we got him and lost him in a minute. dean is gorgeous(i had to say it, he is always gorgeous). i love seeing deans smile, sam and cas too but dean is different, he is my favorite. becky, wow, she has a family? i would love to see team free will just doing laundry and talking with eachother without worrying about monsters. im happy for becky. becky youre gonna ruin winchesters life. poor boy it wasnt his fault but if he cant control it he has to die. if only there could be another way. Did Jensen sing the song? If anyone knows the name of the song, can you tell me? dean is hopeful we need that but Chuck is not gone. and he is going to ruin things. he will make the winchesters suffer, just because he enjoys it and doesnt like the winchesters anymore. and thats why i hate him

s15 ep5(proverbs 17:3)

why is sam having those dreams? is Chuck messing with his head? everyone is confused about deans pictures but he looks the same maybe a little bit older but same look. he even has the same hair. sam is the one WHO changed he look very different especially his hair. that doesnt make any sense everyone is suprised at deans not sams? lilith?!! only thing thet can kill the god (except jack i think) is gone. nice there is a link they can use that link. you were never free dean. i wish amara ould help them. maybe se will help them. but they need jack.

s15 ep6(golden time)

now eileen. Chuck is trying to break the winchesters. Dean doesn't seem to care because he's tired of playing Chuck's games and there doesn't seem to be any way they can beat Chuck right now. If they can find a way, Dean will go back to his old self. and they will beat Chuck. together, team free will (2.0 maybe jack will come too). what happened to banes twins. will we see them again? eileen is okay. well at least we have one good thing. Chuck is messing with cas now.

s15 ep7(last call)

dean is amazing, jensen is amazing. i love when he sings. he was happy at that bar, i love seeing him happy. it was good to see him happy in this last season, i hope we can see them happy more. sam cant die. they can beat Chuck but they still need help(maybe jack can help them)

s15 ep8(our father, who aren't in heaven)

they finally remembered adam. i love donatello but i miss kevin. hello rowena! i miss crowley, im glad she is the one whos in charge. i love rowena. adam is out of the cage. eileen and sam could be together. Chuck will kill eileen, right? Dean, you shouldn't still be mad at Cas, we're getting close to the end and you two shouldn't stay on bad terms anymore. i want jack back, when is he coming? okay, i hate Chuck. i used to love him when he was just a prophet but as god no i dont like him. he just watched all of them suffer and enjoyed it. and he is stil hurting them. he is a monster. i like this Michael. thanks to cage and adam he is better now. adam is in a better situation than the others. purgatory, i hope we can at least see benny.

s15 ep9(the trap)

of course chuck was behind all of this. benny is dead. when someone dies in purgatory where would they go? i thought they would born again in purgatory. dean finally forgave cas. No, this ending definitely wouldn't happen. Even if Sam and Dean had turned into monsters, they wouldn't have become monsters. They wouldn't have fought Bobby and Jody. They would have let them kill themselves. Cas is getting the mark. I hope this doesn't end badly like Dean's. jack!!! yes. why is billie doing this? idc Shell bring jack back. and he'll beat god. how can the light be bad? if hes bad, how can there be balance?

s15 ep10(the heroes' journey)

do they have bad luck or something? its Chuck isnt it? i heard some people say, garth didnt named his kid dean because he knew sam would name his kid dean and this makes sense to me. at least nothing bad happened to garth and his family. yeah they cant be normal. it was funny to see them like that but this isnt WHO they are.

s15 ep11(the gamblers)

hi jack! you finally came. my heroes. they are going to save the World. with cas and jack.

s15 ep12(galaxy brain)

I had forgotten about Kaia. Jack now has powers but he won't be able to use them. Kaia will be a problem. i hate Chuck. he is bored so he is destroying worlds. he needs to go. i loved old dean more.

s15 ep13(destiny's child)

when i watched about scoobynatural, i thought team would travel through different universes. for at least one season we couldve just watch them travel have fun save people but no they cant have fun more than one episode. if someone would help jack he can rule instead of Chuck. jack doesnt have a soul but he is good. i wish he had his soul. i loved meg. jack got his soul back, finally.

s15 ep14(last holiday)

i love deans reaction. cant they live like this? they are happy. of course they cant, Chuck wouldnt let that happen. Jack began to speak his father's language:) . dean, the birthday cake was nice. i love them.

s15 ep15(gimme shelter)

dean lied again.first to other kaia now amara. i hope he can keep his promise so he wouldnt be lying. jack will sacrifice himself. hopefully cas will find a way.

s15 ep16(drag me away (from you))

i hate seeing winchesters fight, especially when it's so close to the end. I hope they can be back to normal before this is all over.

s15 ep17(unity)

jack's not family? dean how could you say that he is your kid, he is a winchester. i love amara. i hope jack and amara can spend time with eachother. i hate Chuck. he manipulates everyone. it was Chuck all along. if only dean didnt lie to amara. she was nice she was trying to help but now she is dead. now jack is dying again.

s15 ep18(despair)

i want to say jack cant die but i cant be sure of anything. the story is ending in 3 episodes. billie didnt change she always wanted this. okay jack is alive nice. since this is the ep i can say it. cas will die in this ep and i know it. i knew it for a while i hoped this day would never come but here we are. this will be the day i learn this storys ending. i hate billie too. billie left her toy. does that mean theyll reap god and hell die like that and billie read it so she left the weapon to kill Chuck. i love Charlie. she was happy. eileen is gone. i thought maybe she and sam could be together. i love donna. i love garth. i love jody and the girls. i love bobby. Charlie bobby donna i thought they were safe, theyre gone now. i know how this will end cas will summon empty it will kill death and cas. i hope this wont happen but it will. cas will die. their story will end. cas is gone. and he didnt day goodbye to sam and jack. he saved dean. cas is gone.

s15 ep19(inherit the earth)

what is happening to jack? how can they beat God? how can they win? i hate Chuck. he killed miracle. Michael! adam is gone too. i didnt think we would see Michael again. and i didnt think i would be happy to see him but i am. there may be hope yet. maybe they can do something together. i cant deans reaction to lucifer was funny but i cant laugh. he thought cas was alive he thought he came bak and it wasnt cas he saw lucifer. i never thought we would see lucifer. i love lucifer when he is not serious or when he isnt trying to end the World. so he is good for now. i hate lucifer again. yes! Michael killed lucifer, i cant believe it. Michael betrayed them. i liked him. i cant trust anyone but team free will 2.0. i hate Chuck. i would take that ending, i would. they won but hey lost everything but they won and theyre together except cas. there is still one ep left. and evertones back. this is not the perfect ending because cas is not here but its a good ending. if only it was the end. because they are alive. they live. this felt right but why is there another episode. i hope we just see them grow old and live their lives but we wont. i know we wont. i just wish we could. i dont want to watch next ep. i know that ep broke everyone. i know how it ends. but why this should have been the ending. this felt right it wasnt complete but it felt right. this couldve been the ending why make us suffer more? of course i dont want it to end but if the story ending i would want it to be like this. this i want to say perfect but its not cas is gone but it was okay. im not ready to watch the next ep. but here we go one last ep. their story is ending here.

s15 ep20(carry on)

what happened to carry on? why didnt it play. i wanted just one thing i hope it at least plays in the end. im okay with just wathing them live their life without a big bad guy or something. why? why? why? it was always sam and dean, always. why end it like that? they were happy they were together they were both alive. i dont want to say it but dean is gone. sam is alone. bobby, hi! cas is alive?! that what they deserved as heaven. but dean shouldve had more time with sam. but im not going to complain they all can be together again. tahnks to jack and cas. yes this ending break me but it was beautiful. in the end they are happy and they are together forever. i just wish we couldve seen at least cas and jack.

this story was beautiful 2 brothers together with the help of their frinds and family they saved the World. and they got the ending they deserved it was meant to be like this dean would die and sam would live for everyone WHO died. spn writers i think they gave us a gift with jack, they made heaven a good place they made heaven what it was meant to be. and thanks to them and jack winchesters and everyone we cared about is happy. anyway im glad i witnessed their story for 15 seasons i laughed and cried with them. they mean so much to me all of them.

i dont want to say goodbye so this is a see you later because ill be seeing them. ill always remember them. i love all of them. i love dean sam cas jack bobby mary john kevin Charlie jody donna crowley rowena and the others WHO helped winchesters WHO loved winchesters.

im really happy im a part of this fandom. ill never leave here. im looking forward to see spn stuff. so

see you later

[quibbs126]

I can finally post this, after weeks!

But yeah, this here is something I made to celebrate the 9th anniversary of Evoland 2

Some people may remember this work in progress from weeks ago, but now I can finally show the finished product. Which I finished 2 weeks ago

It’s based on the 3D picture you get when you finish the game, specially the 100% completion, and more specifically, my screenshot that I took when I first completed the game and got 100%

Though I should probably also note that this was the only picture I had of the beach scene until I was mostly done with the picture, so there are some inaccuracies between it and the original. Except for Reno in place of the Prophet, that was completely intentional

This game was I think the first (and will probably be the only) game I’ve ever 100% completed, and when I did it the first time, it was just because I knew that games would have extra things for those who 100% it, and I wanted to see what the game would give me. It’s the only time I was so invested in a game that I had to know what I’d get if I got everything. It’s also the only game where losing nearly 10 hours of progress due to a (maybe) glitch does not make me give up the game in frustration, but instead complete the entire thing within a single school week

I may gripe about my issues with the game, but I absolutely love it, and I have a lot of fun playing it. Well, aside from the parts I’m bad at, but that’s just because I’m bad at them. I feel like I have next to nothing to complain about from a gameplay perspective (which is in part because I don’t know how to critique gameplay, but also because I think any issues I have are my own fault), it’s just narrative stuff. And even then, I wouldn’t nitpick it so much if I wasn’t so invested in the world, story and characters

Maybe today I’ll start replaying it again, seeing how I’m pretty sure I’m free today from any schoolwork

I’m still holding on to some admittedly delusional hope that a 3rd game could release one day, even if I know it’ll almost certainly have nothing to do with this one, but even if it never does, I’ll still have this game to play over and over again, so I can accept it

I was disappointed that I missed the last two, since I first played the game in 2022, but not this year, I remembered!

Now to just talk about the art itself, the reason there’s two versions is because I originally made the background lineless, but after finishing the characters I thought it maybe clashed a bit too much, so I made a duplicate of the picture to do a lined version. But I also spent so long on the lineless version that I didn’t want to just leave it in the void, so I’m showing it too

Admittedly now I think I can say the lined version probably is the better one, but I can still show off both

I used the card colors for the characters, since all of them have cards for reference, but now I’m looking at the colors and thinking they look somewhat wrong. At least on Menos

Also as mentioned prior, I switched out the Prophet for Reno. I know I’m biased but I really think he’d fit in this picture of all the main characters far more than the Prophet, considering he’s kind of the reason the plot started, the second half happened, and he’s the main motivation for one of our party members. I mean, I see why the Prophet’s there in the original. He’s really the only other semi-important character with a 3D model, and Reno never had one, so they’d have to make an entirely new one just for this extra thing. Also it doesn’t make sense for him to have a 3D model in the first place, especially not of his Present era self. But not only is this now a drawing where I have the power to do what I want, this scene isn’t canon in the first place, so put Reno in the background there!

Overall though, I’m honestly surprised the piece turned out as good as it did. Those who follow me know that I was really struggling with drawing during the summer, more specifically drawing people and the Evoland 2 cast. But despite all that, I think the characters turned out pretty well. Certainly not the best, but better than I was expecting. And not only that, but the background turned out so much better than I thought it would, especially since I don’t usually do backgrounds. Though I suppose it does help to have a reference for all this though. But yeah, there was a reason I was so proud of how the sketch turned out, and while the final product may not have entirely been what I was hoping for after the sketch, it still turned out pretty good

As long as I can remember it next year (which I really hope I can, considering that’s the 10th anniversary), I’ll try to make something there too, hopefully with much improved drawing skills, since I’m still trying to figure all that out again still

Not sure what I’ll draw then. Maybe I could redraw the beach scene, or make an entirely new beach scene concocted by my brain. But it’s also the 10th anniversary next year, so maybe it should be something more special

Ah well, that’s next year’s problem. For now, have this to celebrate the game’s anniversary. For the minuscule amount of people who actually play this game, I guess

[angelsdean]

wanna preface this by saying if my tone comes across as biting, i did not mean that! especially not to you! i feel ok sending this in bc i agree with your takes on s8/9

anyway lol! maybe a spicy take but…

if we’re blaming dean for kevin’s death, then we’ve gotta blame sam for charlie’s and benny’s, cas for mary and jo and ellen and anna and bobby and sam (s5) and honestly i love you cas but i could probably go on :/

but seriously, i don’t actually *blame* them for these deaths bc while dean/sam/cas’s actions helped create the situations that got each character dead, their actual deaths were on other characters’ choices or even their own (sam, benny). the blame game is just too simple for how complicated spn is. like if you blamed them for every death that occurred after a sequence of events that included their actions, for every death that they were indirectly involved with, it’d just be impossible to count. and that’s just not productive or fair imo yk 🤷‍♀️

yea i definitely get what you're saying. there are a lot of factors playing into things, and chain reaction domino effects that lead from one character making a decision to another character way down the line killing someone. that doesn't necessarily mean the first character is responsible for the death or should be the one that is blamed for it. they couldn't have foreseen how events would transpire. however, i do think, like you said, these situations are more complicated and nuanced. and in some scenarios the "blamed" character did play more of a part in the death of another character. but i don't think in the case of kevin's death dean should be shouldering the blame or responsibility here at all.

like, the stuff with blaming dean for kevin's death feels unfair imo because well, when dean made the choice to let gadreel try to save sam (and sam still !! had to say yes himself!) dean didn't have all the facts. he thought gadreel was ezekiel. he thought this was a friend of cas's that he could trust. he didn't know he was opening the door to someone with ulterior motives, who might try to hurt people he cared about. and secondly, kevin's death was coming, one way or another, because as @aliveboydean says in this post, metatron wanted him dead and wasn't going to stop until he was. so if gadreel hadn't gotten him, metatron very likely would have killed him.

to address another seemingly similar situation where i come away feeling differently: sam and charlie. i have to say i kinda do "blame" sam for charlie's death, because he roped charlie back in. she really would not have been there or been in that situation or been a target for the Stynes had sam not specifically invited her to come help them. and while it seems like charlie and kevin's deaths are comparable, a key distinguishing factor is that one would have been safe had they not been in that specific situation that another character (sam) put them in, while the other always was in danger simply for being who they were. charlie's death is different from kevin's because kevin was always in the line of fire, always had a target on his back by simply being a prophet. so many people wanted to kill him, he wasn't uniquely in danger being around the winchesters. and he wasn't put IN danger solely because of dean's actions. he was always in danger, the whole time. no matter where in the world kevin was, people were going to be out to get him. and i'd argue he was safer in the bunker (and therefore around sam and dean) than anywhere else in the world. dean had no way of knowing gadreel would kill kevin! but charlie was just a regular person who no one cared about killing. if she hadn't been brought in at that time and made a target for the stynes she...most definitely would still be alive.

SO, i think at the very least dean is definitely allowed to blame sam in-world and be pissed at him. (tho sam is obvs still not the one that killed her. but i can understand if dean felt resentment toward him for her death). but. yea i kinda do see sam as more responsible for charlie's death in this case than dean with kevin's because the scenarios and key factors are different. that's what i feel a lot of people don't get when they want to issue blanket statements of who to blame for what and who did worse. there's nuance! and two seemingly similar situations are not always a 1:1 comparison. (this isn't directed at you, just a general sentiment abt fandom)

(and i think a similar situation for cas is mary's death. and i fall somewhere in the middle for him. he knew jack was dangerous at the time. he should've said something. he's still not the one who killed mary though and he couldn't have predicted that outcome)

[justagirlinafandomworld]

Title: On the Outside

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female Reader (Y/N)

Word Count: 2195

Summary: To get Dean to say yes to Michael, they sent him to the Endverse. And when that didn’t work, they turned to you.

Warnings: Time travel, time jumps, ANGST. Language. Endverse!Dean.

Bingo Squares Filled: @howbadcanitbebingo – which character is speaking?

Writing Challenge Prompts: “And maybe it'll be enough if you know that in the few hours we had together we loved a lifetime's worth.” (The Terminator) & Supernatural Season 5 Episode The End for @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior-warrior ‘s 500 Follower Celebration. “It must be nice to love someone who puts you first.” For @negans-lucille-tblr ‘s N-L-Threenager Writing Challenge.

A/N: This is one of those stories where, while it was all very clear in my head, I could not get it down into words. Then life happened, I had a break down and now bon appétit. Bee, I do apologize, I tried very hard to get this down to an even 2k. The characters just weren’t having it.

Dividers provided by @talesmaniac89

2014. Endverse.

Fire lit up the darkness in small explosions. A live inferno that devoured everything in sight. Heat licked at your fingertips through the linked fence, smoke splashed your cheeks and watered your eyes.

Dean had failed.

And the demons celebrated.

Three Days Earlier.

Chuck hurried up to you, his clipboard in hand and a string of worries on the tip of his tongue.

The last mission’s duffle was still slung across your shoulders, the rifle at your back, and the blood of a comrade still splattered across the front of your jacket. You sidestepped the prophet, fully intent on reaching your cabin and decompressing before hearing more bad news.

“…and you know how Cas is. By the way, Dean wants you on tomorrow’s caravan to the second camp. They’re going over their supplies now, which isn’t a lot, but they plan to head out at dawn.”

You stopped in the middle of the dirt path so suddenly that Chuck narrowly avoided walking into you.

Reading the confusion on your face, Chuck backtracked as if suddenly realizing that you were returning from a week-long mission.

“Right, so the plan is to help reinforce a fledgling camp on the other side of the state. We discovered them on the radio four days ago and Dean thinks,” he didn’t get to finish his thought as you unceremoniously shoved your duffel into his arms and started to take off in the direction of Dean’s cabin. “So, we’ll talk later?”

“Oh, you’re back,” Risa drawled. She stood outside the door to Dean’s cabin, arms crossed, and a foot kicked back to rest against the wall. Her mood seemed to match your own, which was fine, it was hard to find any sane person who wasn’t even a little bit irritable these days. But you didn’t appreciate the welcome.

“Is he in?” You asked.

“That depends…”

In no mood to play games, you pushed through to the door, ignoring her heated “hey!” and letting it swing wide on it’s hinges to slam into the wall behind it before stepping inside.

“Hi honey, I’m home,” you seethed.

Dean stood from the table, turning to you with an expression that was less than pleased. And though it was twisted, it felt good to know that you could still evoke an emotion out of him, even if that emotion was annoyance.

“Y/N?”

At the second voice, you tore your eyes away from Dean to the second person seated at the table behind him. In the next breath, you reached for the rifle at your back, but Dean had already braced himself against you, a hand on yours, staying the weapon.

The world seemed to be crashing around your ears as you kept a hard gaze on the person at the table, not really hearing Dean at your ear until he called your name.

“I checked, okay? He’s good. He’s…me.”

Holding your breath, you pulled your gaze back to Dean’s, violating every instinct that shouted against it. His expression was grim, but he stared deeply into your eyes, willing you to believe him.

It was the seated man’s slow, uncertain wave of the hand and awkward smile that had you slowly exhaling. Because you could see that it was him. Dean, before the end of the world.

“What are you doing here?” You asked while stepping away from Dean, your hand sliding out from under his. And if his jaw tightened in response, you ignored it.

“Risa, will you…” Dean trailed off, but the order was clear. With a stiff lip, she pulled the door back shut, obediently waiting outside for further orders.

The Dean at the table looked at the one behind you, as if waiting for his permission to speak.

“Angels,” the Dean behind you said. “From his time, not ours. He’s here to learn a lesson.”

The Dean at the table shrugged as if that were the gist of it. But you could feel that there was something they were holding back. And that reeked of your present-day Dean.

“And you’re going to teach him, are you?” You turned back to him, still nonsensically itching for a fight.

Sensing this, Dean refrained from answering. But the confusion as to why you persisted was visible on his face.

“Do you two need a moment? I can step outside.”  

“No,” Dean answered without looking away from you. “I’m not teaching him anything. He’s going to see for himself.”

There was your opening.

“What is he going to see?”

The silence became deafening as suddenly your Dean refused to speak. When you stepped back to have both in your sight, the contrast was utterly jarring. You had been there, before the apocalypse, had been apart of the inner circle to defeat the devil. You were there when everything went wrong and helplessly watched as Dean became the jagged shell of who he used to be. After so many losses, you were on the outside now. And you didn’t know how to get back in. If there was anything to get back into.

The fire in your voice faded as you pushed, “What’s the deal with the second camp? Is that a real mission or are you purposefully sending me away so that I’m not apart of whatever this is?”

“It’s real and I need you on it.” His tone had hardened into that veteran soldier giving orders. “Now will you please go help them and we will talk about this later.”

Grinding your teeth, you couldn’t help the instinct to adhere to his command. He wasn’t about to budge and you were losing energy trying. Without a word, you stalked back out of the cabin, slamming the door behind you for good measure. A snark comment from Risa on the porch had you halting on the stairs.

“What did you say?”

She pushed off from the wall, staring down at you with all the anger and hurt that you felt.

“I said it must be nice. To love someone who puts you first. It’s an evacuation.”

You stared at her, not trusting yourself to speak.

“Look at the roster if you don’t believe me. He’s getting everyone out. Including you.”

The camp continued to move around you as you digested her meaning until realization dawned, quickly followed by disbelief.

“He found it.”

“He sure did.”

“And you’re going with him tomorrow.”

“Like a sheep to the slaughter.”

And somehow, that hurt more. You kept from looking back at the cabin and continued down the steps. It didn’t take long for Chuck to find you again, still carrying your duffel bag and talking in a fluster, before ushering you towards the people you would be escorting to the second camp. And damn it, but Risa was right. Women, children, and the wounded were slated for the caravan.

An evacuation.

You didn’t get back to your cabin until nightfall. Weighted by exhaustion both physically and mentally, you barely reacted when you walked in to find a visitor seated on your bed.

“I’m exhausted, Dean. Is this you or past you?”

“I’m offended you have to ask.”

Finally shrugging out of your bloodied jacket, you threw it down onto the nearest surface and rested your hands on your hips.

“Well, right now, I’m offended by your face.”

And damn him, that your response only made him smile. It wasn’t the full bloom smile that you had fallen in love with all those years ago, but it was the closest he had come to in a long time.

“I thought you liked my face.”

“Not right now.”

He shut his eyes and sighed, as if that exchange alone caused him a great effort. “Will you come here?” He pat the bedspread beside him.

In defiance, you pulled a wobbly chair from the wall, dragged it two feet from the bed and fell into it with crossed arms. He watched you with pursed lips but said nothing on it.

“You have questions, so let’s hear it.”

“Where’s the other Dean?”

His mouth dropping open was the only sign that you had caught him off guard. Licking his lips he cocked his head to the side and tried to play it off.

“He’s safe.”

You raised your eyebrows and remained silent.

“Is this really what you want to talk about?”

“Why didn’t you tell me you found Lucifer’s hideout?”

“I was a little preoccupied…”

“Not too preoccupied to make arrangements to send me away.”

“That…” and for a moment he appeared to struggle to find his next words. “…was a calculated decision.”

“Based on what?"

“I was trying to protect you.”

“I don’t need you to protect me,” he scoffed at that, but you kept going. “I need you to let me in. Were you really just going to send me away with no word of warning? Without so much as a goodbye?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because if I die, I need to know that you’re nowhere near him. I need to know that you’re far away and safe. I,” he took a deep breath. “I need to know that he won’t touch you. And this…”

His eyes went far away, lost in his plans for what was to come. But you leaned forward in your seat, searching for his gaze, to bring him back and let him know that you weren’t buying it.

“This doesn’t ensure that. You dying, alone doesn’t protect me, Dean.” His eyes narrowed and lifted as if he were about to argue. But he didn’t. Because your face gave it away before your words. “All it’s going to do is break my fucking heart.”

Tears trailed down your cheeks and your hands gripped your arms tighter because you wanted so badly to still be mad at him. To kick, yell, and scream at him that this was the wrong choice. He was making the wrong choice.

He moved forward, helped you to stand then encircled you in his arms, pressed your head into his chest. Your body trembled with every breath as you tried to keep the tide at bay.

“Is there anything I can say to change your mind?”

He pressed you tighter against him.

He didn’t answer.

But that was answer enough.

He was done fighting. You had lost him the second Sam said yes.

You wrapped your arms around his waist, thumbs rubbing into his back.

“Can I stay here tonight?” He asked, with a slight tremor in his timbre.

You held him tighter, breathed him in and responded in the lightest voice you could muster: “I’m offended you have to ask.”

Three Years Later.

The burning ache around your wrists dulled as she concluded her story.

Because that’s all it could really be, right? A story? Within this maddening dream?

The sadness that pulled at her face, weighted her shoulders, and glistened her eyes argued otherwise.

“Why are you telling me all of this?”

A deep breath as she continued to stare into the past.

“After my convoy reached the other camp…” she trailed off, interrupted by your clanging the handcuffs against the radiator.

“Answer me,” you growled, like a caged animal.

“I am,” she returned coldly. “Once the convoy reached the other camp, I headed back to Camp Chitaqua on my own. But there was no one left. Dean failed and the demons had celebrated.

“And now you’re here. Which makes me think the angels still haven’t persuaded Dean to say yes.”

“He won’t.”

She looked at you, firmly back in the present and seemed for a moment to marvel. All the fire within you, the aggressive certainty in a man you believed in and trusted, were flames that had extinguished within herself the day Dean died.

“No,” she said. “Of course, he won’t.”

She stood from her chair and set to releasing your wrists from the cuffs. Once you were free though, you found you could not move. You watched, transfixed as she contemplated her next words.

“Maybe…maybe it’ll be enough if you know that in the few hours we had together,” she paused at the sudden vulnerable expression on your face and smiled as if sharing a secret. “We loved a lifetime’s worth.”

A bright light shone through the cabin windows then, blinding you even as you raised your hands to cover your eyes.

“Knew they would come looking for you,” she said from above.

“What’s going on?”

“If you still think this is a dream, then we are more delusional than we think we are. The angels are looking for you. I kind of stole you, did I mention?”

You pushed yourself to your feet but were only successful in backing yourself into a corner.

Then you heard a shotgun being cocked and her calling out from a much farther distance, “Don’t stop fighting for him. Don’t you stop fighting for him ever.”

When finally the light disappeared, you slowly dropped your hands and peered into the darkness. You were back in the cheap motel room that you had passed out in the night before.

The red digits of the alarm clock glowed up at you from the nightstand.

Three thirty-three in the morning.

The year: 2009.

[couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name]

any chance for more what if emma doesn't die thoughts from you? I am filled with sorrow for her and Dean once more

ooh....you know for someone who has an obscenely long ghost emma wip I've never really considered if she just survived from the beginning hmm...

well obviously when sam barges in the room dean either manages to put himself in front of emma and talk him down, or, the sexier option, he shoots the gun out of sam's hand. sam still argues but dean is invoking oldest rule here lmao. I don't know if 'poughkeepsie' would apply here but I want him to drop a code word to guilt sam into letting emma come along

between his attitude and the whole 'pulling a gun on her' thing emma reasonably does not like sam right off the bat, so she's practically glued to dean like a shadow for the first couple weeks

(personally I think emma truly wanted to escape and didn't want to hurt anyone, I think she only pulled the knife bc she couldn't read dean and thought he wasn't gonna help her. so obviously that's. less of an issue here)

idk I just really like the idea of emma knowing How to fight but having more of a pacifistic nature, not really blending well with either sides of her family. like she didn't ask dean to protect her from the amazons so she could be a hunter. dean may not be able to give her a normal life while they're busy hiding from leviathans, amazons, and the us government, but he'll be damned if he's gonna force her into a fight or give her a gun. sam tries to convince emma to work as bait for the pennywhistle case and dean goes Nuclear

so once dean's comfortable letting her out of his sight for longer than half an hour she's usually on research or like, the get away driver lol

dean's 'never had enough money to get nice things for sammy' childhood guilt is manifesting aggressively he's buying stuff for emma every time he goes anywhere. whole back seat of the car is decked out with fluffy blankets and pillows, she's got her own collection of music, clothes, stuff like that. she definitely has more stuff than she should have considering they're living on the run but that's not gonna stop dean

sorry I just love the idea of sam constantly picking fights with her and dean being like. Why Do You Have Beef With My Newborn.

like I definitely think sam would warm up to her before the end of the season, especially after cas fixes his mind, but between the amy situation and his personal trauma about feeling like a monster his family should have hunted, I think he'd just. have a rough time with her at first. plus in no world does sam know how to communicate with teenage girls lmao

HOWEVER I don't think she'd stay with him while dean is trapped in purgatory. I think lowkey sam doesn't even really. Consider being her guardian or whatever bc he sees her as grown and capable, but also he's immediately trying to find a place to settle down and emma is like. what the fuck are you talking about none of this is finished???

so she takes off. she wants to find kevin to 1) make sure he's okay and 2) see if his prophet powers can help her figure out what happened to dean and cas. I think she should meet up with charlie!!! she figures if anyone can track down a missing person it'd be her, and we all know charlie's not gonna turn away kid wanting to save her parent.

they do find kevin (and linda!) and get them situated and do what they can to hide them from crowley. dean and cas eventually get out of purgatory the same way as in canon bc they couldn't really figure that out, but at least kevin wasn't abandoned all year and had a decent head start on figuring out the tablet. the four of them have a little clubhouse set up and charlie makes buffy the vampire slayer references or room of requirement jokes literally every day

this is pretty much all I've got right now, but I'm always filled with sorrow on emma's (and deans) behalf omg. someone please save her already

[ananke-xiii]

I don't know where I'm going with this but it's driving me crazy and I need to start writing it down or I'll lose the thread of my own thoughts.

Basically I'm hyperfixating on the role of prophecy in SPN S4-5 from the pov where Chuck is just a prophet and not God. Because what makes Apocalyptic narratives so compelling is that they can be and indeed are always disconfirmed but never completely discredited. The reliance on prophecies is total in the sense that if the Apocalypse doesn't happen as one has interpreted it, it doesn't mean that it won't ever happen, it just means that the interpretation was wrong. And so on and so forth.

But for something to be interpreted it must also have been written, right? And this is what interests me because s4-5 are about an Apocalypse that's not been completely written yet. What's missing is precisely the end and this thing drives me a bit crazy, as I said.

We know some prophecies have been fulfilled because the premises of the Apocalype were indeed set into motion. However, we also know that Chuck is still writing his Supernatural books, the books that one day will become "Gospels" , but he omits huge and important stuff that he sees in his visions in order to appeal to his readers. And yet, the angels urge him to keep writing after we've been shamelessly showed that what Chuck writes is not always true nor faithful to his visions. He needs to please his audience, too. In fact, he's very concerned with that as he says in "Swan Song" with the "Endings are a bitch" monologue.

Angels seem to approach prophecies in a very human way and it shows when Zachariah asks Chuck "Have you been wrong so far?". They have faith it will happen, they are sure they will win but are they really? 'Cause it kinda seems like they need to be reassured, Chuck must write it, he must make it official in a way. But Chuck purposefully omits!

So of course when Apocalypse doesn't happen, the first thing Raphael wants to do is to open the cage and start anew. Because Apocalypse can only be disconfirmed but never discredited and it all depends on the faith one has on the veracity of prophecies. And the faith in the promise of an (unwritten!) end that Apocalypse yields is so strong that Raphael wants it even though they live in a "godless" universe. They are tired, they just want it to be over (=they want THE PROMISED END), they just want paradise. They don't even want God anymore! But they want paradise! (Amazing, Raphael I fucking miss you).

I don't know where I'm going with this but I think it's worth noticing how the prophet's role goes from writer to translator in following seasons and it's another something something that I'm hyperfixating on. Because "tradurre è tradire" (to translate is to betray) so once again we're confronted with the unreliability of the written word but, more importantly, with our expectations and interpretations of it (the whole Angel tablet chaos would've been avoided if Cas didn't assume what the tablet was about based on Metatron's lies: he believed Metatron because he wrote the tablet but this is what writers do! They LIE).

And if we want to go even further down the rabbit hole, what about Donatello who's constantly manipulated, rendered soulless, corrupted, put into a coma, awakened and people still expect him to provide some help or words of wisdom? I mean, he's not even a translator anymore, at best he's basically a sort of metaphorical life buoy to hold on to in the hope that the word of God is the word of Truth (it's not) or that there still is a God somewhere; at worst, he's used as bloodhound to sense The Darkness, Lucifer or any God-related power and he's finally used by God himself to remind him of what he is: a mouthpiece for God's word. A God that lies.

So yeah, I don't have any conclusion for my convoluted thoughts so here's my anticlimatic ending to the post.

[randomperson99sworld]

Ruffled Feathers 🪶

~ Part 27 ~

Summary: Julia Morgan, Bobby's niece, has always been a royal thorn in Dean Winchesters ass since the day they met 1 year ago at Bobby's memorial. She wants to be a hunter, he thinks she's a dumb kid playing dress up. Will she always be seen as an unwanted load in Dean's eyes or will he see something more?

Pairing: Dean x OC

Warnings: Age gap, language, sexual themes (used lightly), physical abuse (Not by Dean).

Word Count: 962

A/N: Stated as always this story is cross posted on Wattpad. Happy reading! ❤️

The bunker was eerily quiet, aside from the occasional sounds of Sam tapping away at his laptop. Dean sat at the table, staring blankly at the map in front of him, but his mind was miles away, still haunted by what happened with the First Blade and Abaddon. The Mark of Cain weighed heavy on him. It had changed him—he could feel it in his bones, and he hated it.

Julia watched him from across the room, her eyes filled with concern. She had seen Dean fight before, seen him at his worst, but this...this was something different. The way he had lost control when he killed Abaddon, the way the Mark had consumed him—it terrified her. She hadn't said anything, not yet, but she knew something was coming. Something worse.

Just then, Sam's voice broke the silence.

"Dean, I think I found something."

Dean snapped out of his thoughts and looked over at his brother. Sam turned the laptop toward him and Julia, showing them an article about a religious movement that had been spreading like wildfire. The leader was claiming to be a prophet, performing miracles, gathering followers, and speaking of divine judgment.

"That's Metatron," Dean muttered darkly.

Julia furrowed her brow. "Metatron? The scribe of God?"

"Yeah, and now he thinks he's God himself," Sam explained. "He's been using the Angel Tablet to boost his powers, and he's got Gadreel backing him up."

Dean clenched his jaw, the Mark pulsing beneath his skin. Metatron had already caused enough damage. He had manipulated Cas, killed Kevin, and now, he was rallying human followers like some sort of false messiah. It made Dean's blood boil.

"What about Cas?" Julia asked, leaning forward. "Where does he stand in all this?"

"Cas got his grace back," Sam replied. "But it's not enough. Metatron's got the Angel Tablet, and that makes him nearly unstoppable. We need to find him and take him down before things get worse."

Dean stood up, his fists clenched at his sides. "Then we go after him. I've had enough of Metatron's crap."

Before anyone could say more, the room filled with a soft flutter of wings, and Castiel appeared in front of them. He looked weary, but determined.

"Cas," Dean said, his voice laced with relief. "Good timing."

Cas gave a small nod, his blue eyes flickering between the three of them. "I've been following Metatron's movements. He's become more dangerous than ever, Dean. He's attempting to reshape the world in his image, using the Angel Tablet to turn himself into a god for mankind."

"We know," Sam said. "He's got a cult following, and he's been performing miracles. What's his endgame?"

"Metatron believes that if he can gather enough human worshipers, he can fully ascend and replace God," Cas explained. "He's delusional, but powerful. Gadreel is acting as his second-in-command, enforcing his will on the other angels who refuse to follow."

Julia stood, crossing her arms. "So, how do we stop him?"

Cas's expression hardened. "We need to destroy the Angel Tablet. Without it, Metatron will lose his power. But finding him won't be easy—he's fortified himself in a place where only his followers can reach him."

Dean let out a frustrated sigh. "Great. So we've got a wannabe god with an army of angels and humans. Awesome."

Cas stepped closer to Dean, his gaze somber. "Dean, the Mark of Cain...it's changing you. I can see it. You need to be careful."

Dean stiffened at the mention of the Mark, but he shrugged off Cas's concern. "I'm fine, Cas. Let's just focus on stopping Metatron."

Cas didn't seem convinced, but he let it go for now. There were bigger things at stake. "We need to move quickly. The longer Metatron has the Tablet, the more power he'll gain."

Dean nodded, but the Mark still throbbed beneath his skin, a constant reminder of the darkness inside him. He pushed it aside, focusing on the task ahead. They had to stop Metatron, no matter what it took.

As they prepared to head out, Julia watched Dean closely, worry etched on her face. She knew Dean was carrying more than he let on, and with the Mark eating away at him, she feared what might happen next.

But for now, they had a mission. And Julia wasn't about to let Dean face it alone.

Hours later, they tracked down one of Metatron's followers in an abandoned church, deep in the woods. It was cold and silent, the wind howling through the broken windows. Sam and Cas led the way, while Dean and Julia followed closely behind, their weapons drawn.

The air was thick with tension, and Julia couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible was about to happen.

"Stay close," Dean whispered to her, his eyes scanning the area. He was more protective of her now, more on edge since the fight with Abaddon. Julia could feel it in the way he stayed near her, the way his hand lingered on his weapon.

As they moved through the church, they found Metatron's follower—an angel with a crazed look in his eyes. He attacked without warning, but Dean was faster, the Mark lending him strength. He swung the First Blade, cutting through the angel with ease, his eyes darkening as the power surged through him.

The others watched, a mix of concern and awe, as Dean stood over the fallen angel, breathing heavily. The Mark had taken over again, but this time, Dean managed to pull himself back, dropping the Blade to the floor.

Julia placed a hand on his arm, her touch grounding him. "Dean?"

He looked at her, his eyes softening for a moment. "I'm okay."

But they both knew the truth.

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2022 Summary

Our very first round of the Bottom Cas Reverse Bang is complete! Thank you everyone for participating and for making this a fun challenge!

Here’s a summary of all the creative collaborations that have been submitted to the challenge in 2022!

Happy browsing! 

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What Were You Dreaming About?

Artist: casarts

Author: Emily 

Rating: Mature  

Wordcount: 6544

Warnings/Tags: Canon Compliant, Fix-It, Angst, Pining, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder – PTSD, Dreams, Nightmares, Hell, Naked and Covered In Bees, Purgatory, The Empty, NSFW Art, It's just a naked bum, but still 

 Summary:

Dean was never one for prophetic dreams, in fact, that was more Sammy’s gig. Especially when they were finding out about yellow eyes and demon blood. But as Dean stands here, admiring Castiel, he remembers. He’s dreamed this before.

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The love you left behind

Artist: reafre 

Author: Oriana (peacewhendone / graceonastring)

Rating: Teen and Up 

Wordcount: 22,521

Tags/Warnings:  Post-Canon Fix-It, Dean Winchester Loves Castiel, Castiel/Dean  Winchester First Kiss, Amara as God (Supernatural), Self-Medication,  Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Minor mentions of Dean  picking someone up in a bar 

Summary:

The first time Dean saw him - it - whatever it was, he was three  bottles deep. He’d started with whiskey, then moved to brandy, and was  still working on the vodka.  Don’t mix your liquors, boy, his dad’s voice echoes. Dean  thinks maybe he should’ve listened. Because now he’s staring at a  blurry blob of color: black, tan, blue. It’s a combination that makes  him hone in on it whenever he’s out in public, every time he catches a  glance of it from the corner of his eye. But the owner of the colors is  never the one he’s looking for.

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Wings to Dance

 Artist: stillwinchester 

Author: SundayZenith 

Rating: Teen and Up

Wordcount: 12k

Tags/Warnings: No smut; some sexual humor; normal human au; discussions of homophobia, biphobia, past homelessness, and bad parenting (all past); fluff, humor, angst, hurt/comfort; destiel

Summary:

"Like always Dean was caught off guard by how- well. Beautiful the dancer was. The way he moved, the unashamed way he displayed his body, the lines and plains he created when twisting this way or that. Not to mention the unfairly attractive face -- this guy hit all of Dean’s marks for male partners, with his messy hair and pink lips that made Dean think of things that would make a nun blush. The name, Angel Dance Studio, made all too much sense, watching him -- if angels were real, this dancer’s face would surely be the face they wore. Even his eyes, something Dean rarely got to make out, were the most captivating shade of blue, electrifying you and freezing you at once when they suddenly turned on you- Like they were now." -- A night of awkward conversations, humiliating moments, and halfhearted attempts at trying to learn to dance for his brother's wedding take a surprising turn for the better for Dean when he realizes he accidentally locked himself out of his car. He and Castiel, the dance instructor he's admired from afar for so long, end up bonding over buried memories of past pain and find themselves dancing towards a brighter future together.

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Book Ends

Artist: Diminuel 

Author: Setsuna Noroi 

Rating: Teen and Up 

Wordcount: 7891

Tags/Warnings: Castiel Loves Dean Winchester, Top Dean Winchester, Threesome snuggling, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Happier ending than season 15 gave us, Reverse Big Bang Bottom Cas 2022

Summary:

Dean ends up meeting an alternative version of himself from another  world where life seems perfect for this other Dean Winchester, except  the rich man from HunterCorp is missing one very important thing in his  life, Castiel. When this Dean gets smitten by the angel, it's up to the  original Winchester to decide just how he's gonna deal with it. A  fluffier possible end for destiel and Season 15 over all.

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The Very Touch of You 

Artist: jetblackfeeling 

Author: paceprompting 

Rating: Explicit 

Wordcount: 6299

Tags/Warnings: Sex in/on the Impala (Supernatural), honeymoon sex, Married Castiel/Dean Winchester, I know they're married in February, But I made it summer, because why not, Road Head, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Praise Kink, Light Dom/sub, Rimming, Overstimulation, Fluff and Crack, they deserve to be happy your honor, BCRB 2022, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, NSFW Art

 Summary:

Dean and Cas go on their honeymoon and get up to their usual hijinks. As well as some new ones.

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The Dance 

 Artist: MOEM 

Author: PetraAmia 

Rating: Explicit 

Wordcount: 7686 

Tags/Warnings: Omegaverse, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Castiel/Omega Dean Winchester, Bottom Castiel/Top Dean Winchester, Mating Bites, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Dancing 

Summary:

Tradition dictates that omegas must Dance for their mates, though what kind of dance is up to them. Dean has trained for ages just to get ready for his first ever dance, his first ever showing as an Omega. Its an eventful evening but will it be everything he wanted, and then some?

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Reparations 

Artist: Diminuel 

Author: raths_kitten 

Rating: Teen and Up 

Wordcount: 14246 

Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe – Royalty, Alternate Universe – Fantasy, Prince Dean Winchester, Castiel and Jimmy Novak are Twins (Supernatural), Romance 

 Summary:

When Dean returns from war to meet the family of the man who has saved his life, he finds Jimmy’s wife dead, his daughter sent to a nunnery and his brother impoverished. Dean will do whatever he can to make their life better - and maybe they might even make his own life better in turn.

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By Invitation Only (aka: Tackling Mt. PDA.) 

 Artist: Blusxa 

Author: Inkblooded_Witch 

Rating: Explicit 

Wordcount: 15820 

Tags/Warnings: Dean/Castiel – Freeform, Sam/eileen – Freeform Top! Dean, Himbo! Dean, Personal Trainer/Dietician! Dean, Bottom! Castiel, Auditor! Castiel, Touch Averse! Castiel, Anxiety over PDA, Domestic Fluff, Smut, BCRB 2022

Summary:

The only way Castiel has managed to keep himself together and functioning is by applying order to the chaos around him. He has yet to meet a problem that can’t be sequenced or boxed or logged on a spreadsheet, there is a place for everything and everything better be in its place. The exception to this is his boyfriend, whom he loves dearly, chaos and all. Dean is the exception to a number of rules, for better or worse. But if the man would stop trying to touch him in public, that would be swell.

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i’m your huckleberry 

Artist: casarts 

Author: markofcain 

Rating: Explicit 

Wordcount: 8782 

Tags/Warnings: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Human Castiel, Stripper Castiel, Bottom Castiel/Top Dean Winchester, Anal Sex, Light Bondage, POV Dean Winchester, Apologizing Dean Winchester, Light Dom/sub 

Summary:

One night Dean goes to a strip club after a hunt. He meant to burn off some steam, not to find his angel-turned-human best friend on the stage, shedding layers of his cowboy outfit one by one.

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Pour Me A Memory 

Artist: stillwinchester 

Author: drama_queen77 

Rating: Explicit 

Wordcount: 11801 

Tags/Warnings: Light Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Memory Loss, Bartender Dean Winchester, Post-Season/Series 15, Episode Fix-It: s15e20 Carry On, Dean Winchester Never Died In That Fucking Barn, sam and eileen are married, Pregnant Eileen Leahy, Jack Kline as God, Ruler of Hell Rowena MacLeod, Caring Rowena MacLeod, Castiel is Saved from the Empty (Supernatural), Psychological Torture, Drinking & Talking, Dean Winchester Likes Fruity Drinks Now, Openly Bisexual Dean Winchester, Power Bottom Castiel (Supernatural), Top Dean Winchester, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Making Love, because the author is a sappy-ass bitch, Bottom Castiel/Top Dean Winchester 

Summary:

Jack, Sam, Eileen, and Dean rescue Castiel from the Empty, where he is being tormented by the Shadow as punishment for waking it up. Unfortunately, crossing the barrier between the two dimensions erases all of Dean's memories of Cas. The gang calls Rowena for help, but it turns out Dean and Cas have to work it our for themselves.

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The Treasure of the Seven Seas 

Artist: reafre 

Author: NoaVice 

Rating: Mature 

Wordcount: 14193 

Tags/Warnings: mer!Castiel, human!dean, depictions of blood, Comfort/Angst, John Winchester's A+ Parenting, Bad Parent John Winchester, Happy Ending, Ambiguous/Open Ending, jellyfish!meg, Interspecies Relationship(s), Light Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, POV Dean Winchester, Alternate Universe, Teenagers, No Sex, No Smut, Hurt/Comfort, BCRB2022 

Summary:

After almost drowning, Dean was saved by a merman named Castiel. The friendship they developed hit a wall when Castiel stopped showing up to their meetings. Was his disappearance had something to do with Dean's dad's job as a sea-monsters hunter? And if it was, could Dean act against his deepest wish to get his father's approval, and do something about it?

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A different type of love 

Artist: blusxa 

Author: Angelblade1996 

Rating: General Audiences 

Wordcount: 6772 

Tags/Warnings: Bad Parent John Winchester, Coming Out, High School, Teen Romance 

Summary:

Come join Cas and Dean on their last journey as high school students. Watch Cas’s relationship with Dean go from good to messy to good in the meantime watching them enjoy these last few months of school with their friends. Hope you enjoy the story

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my bloody sword to swing 

Artist: Diminuel 

Author: Zaffre 

Rating: Mature 

Wordcount:  8736

Tags/Warnings: Season/Series 15, Season/Series 15 Spoilers, Alternate Season/Series 15, Alternate Ending, Bottom Cas, Top Dean, Dean Winchester Has Anger Issues, Declarations Of Love, First Kiss, Castiel/Dean Winchester First Kiss, First Time, the sex isn't explicit - more of a rom com sort of thing, Billie ships it kinda    

Summary:

An alternate take on season 15. Belphegor succeeds in capturing the  ghosts, Billie is not a villain, and they defeat Chuck in a different  way.

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Stung by the Queen Bee 

Artist: casarts 

Author: magicaldino 

Rating: Explicit 

Wordcount: 6406

Tags/Warnings: 7x23 bonus scene, canon-divergent, semi-public sex, (very) organic lube, dubcon only in the sense that Cas was just in a mental hospital, anal sex 

Summary:

An innocent commentary on monkeys and lipstick has Dean struggling  with his sexuality. With the impending apocalypse on the horizon, Cas  makes a confession that changes everything.

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Until I Found You 

Artist: Blusxa 

Author: CasslessChaps 

Rating: Explicit 

Wordcount: 7360

Tags/Warnings: Light Angst, Fluff and Smut, Porn with Feelings, Meet-Ugly, Hurt/Comfort, Bartender Dean Winchester, POV Alternating, Alternate Universe- No Supernatural, Canon-Typical Violence, Minor Violence Minor Injuries, Gun Violence, it's not described in detail, Mild Blood, Bottom Castiel/Top Dean Winchester, Bottom Cas Reverse Bang 2022 (Supernatural) 

 Summary:

“You gonna fix me all up?” Dean teased, “Damn, at least buy a guy dinner first. Actually…” Dean looked as if he was debating something before he opened his mouth again, “Let me buy you dinner and I’ll let you play doctor on me all you want.” “Don’t make this dirty,” Cas warned. ——————————— Dean owed money to the wrong people. When he didn’t pay up, he got jumped in the alley behind the bar he worked at. A beautiful stranger saw what happened and showed him more kindness than anyone before. That man was named Cas and their connection was instantaneous. The night then took a surprising turn from Cas tending to Dean’s injuries to something a little… less innocent.

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For the Love of Pie 

Artist: Stillwinchester 

Author: LuluDLR 

Rating: Teen and Up 

Wordcount:  6948

Tags/Warnings: Baker Dean Winchester, YouTuber Castiel 

 Summary:

Castiel has a comfortable life. He has a sucessful cooking channel on Youtube, a nice house, and a blooming garden. What more could he ask for? His answer comes when he has to unexpectantly face the handsome stranger who lives next door for stealing his pie and compleatly embarsing him in his latest video by doing so.

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The Calendar

Artist: hitori-alouette 

Author: HCMichele 

 Rating: Teen and Up 

Wordcount: 7906 

Tags/Warnings: AU - Modern Setting, Kid Fic, Librarian Castiel, Firefighter Dean Winchester, Single Parent Dean Winchester, Fluff and Humor, Getting Together. 

Summary:

When one looks at Castiel Novak, the director of the Kansas State Library, they don’t expect that shy, reserved guy to hang pictures of half-naked men in his office. Except that he does. And it’s not just any men. It’s Dean Winchester, the hottest firefighter (the irony wasn’t lost on him) to ever pose for steamy Calendar shots, and the only thing that gets him through the daily hardships of his job. It would be truly a terrible thing if Castiel’s favorite child in the children’s reading sessions at the library, who’s also Dean’s six year old son, somehow saw that.

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Will u pls do a balthazar x prophet!reader? Where he rescued her from crowleys demon minion who is gathering everyone that has potential to become prophet.

Note: requests are currently closed

Of course anon! Hope you like the fic :)

Title: Saving You

Everything tag list: @greenrevolutionary, @byebyebreezywrites, @spngingerbread21, @layazul, @lov3vivian, @simonsbluee

You landed on the cold hard floor with a loud thump and you groaned in pain. The back of your head hit the floor awkwardly and your vision swum for a moment.

“Nice of you to drop in.”

You let out a groan and curled up into a ball as you clutch your head. Out of all the angels why did it have to be him? You peaked through a gap in your fingers and glared at Balthazar. He was lounging on a sofa and looking down at you in amusement.

“Why did you put me on the floor?”

“There wasn’t anywhere else to put you.”

“There seems to be plenty of space on that sofa.”

“This,” Balthazar looked over at the sofa before kicking his feet onto it, “Well I was having a rather comfortable nap on it before I was tasked with saving you. Didn’t think you wanted to share.”

You grumbled as you sat up, wincing as a sharp pain coursed through the back of your head. You scooted across the floor rested your back against the sofa. Balthazar swung his legs off the sofa, making sure not to kick you.

“Why did you save me?” you asked eventually, “Thought you didn’t care for us humans.”

“Ah, but you’re not just any human. A Prophet of the Lord.”

“Thought that would make you want to avoid me even more because of my hotline to God.”

“Well Daddy hasn’t exactly been around,” Balthazar muttered, “Think I’m safe enough.”

A drink was handed down to you and you wordlessly took it.

“You still haven’t answered my question,” you said, “About why you saved me.”

“I am an angel. Can’t I do something nice?”

“Nice,” you let out a bark of laughter then winced, “Out of your own free will?”

“Dad was particularly fond of that idea for you humans. Why not for us angels?”

“So what’s in it for you?”

“Let’s just say those brothers you’re so fond of owe me a small favour.”

“If the Winchester’s are so concerned about my safety why aren’t I with them?”

“With Crowley’s pathetic little minions running around? Love, you might be a prophet but you’re no good at fighting. So I’m on babysitting duty.”

“Well you’re doing a great job of it so far,” you muttered rubbing the back of your head, “Feels like my head has been cracked open.”

“Come here.”

“Huh?”

Before you had time to protest Balthazar had clicked his fingers and you were seated on the sofa. He gently pulled away you hair and traced a finger over the bump. You let out a hiss of pain and he quickly moved his hand.

“You’ll live,” he said eventually, “No internal bleeding or severe injuries.”

“Wow,” you said sarcastically, “Thanks. Nothing you can do for the pain?”

“Now why would I do that?”

“Cas would.”

There was a tense silence at your words. Then Balthazar raised a finger and trailed it gently down the back of your head. The pain slowly disappeared at his touch and you smiled faintly.

“Thanks.” You muttered

“Yeah, well, couldn’t let a tolerable human keep complaining all night.”

[hesterias]

hello lovely 😘 4, 5, and 13 for the arctic monkeys asks! 💞

Thank you so much for creating this and sending asks.

4. which member of the band would you like to spend an afternoon with, and why? how would you spend your time?

my first instinct is to say alex, because i'd love to pick his brain creatively and see what he enjoys doing on a normal day, see his habits. most likely go to the cinema or an art exhibit or a show or just have a nice day in the park followed by some pints at a pub. i think we both have an introverted extrovert thing going on, where we can talk to anyone but actively choose not to. BUT i think i'd most likely vibe best with matt, he seems so fun. we'd probably go to the beach (i live in CA), or stroll the city and take photographs/talk photography and people-watch. he seems hilarious. so either one of those choices would be good. matt would be a fun hang, alex would be an artsy, intellectual hang.

5. which album means the most to you?

definitely tbh+c. before the release of TC, i wasn't a big monkeys fan. not that i didn't like them, i just knew the AM hits and that's it, never investigating further. @reconciledviolence729 got me into the fandom and her favorite album was tbhc and she bought me the vinyl for my birthday last year. such a great, unexpected gift and i listened to it often. i even spent an evening listening to it with my dad while we drank wine and just.... listened to it. it was amazing, such a great experience, so yeah, tbhc is a special (and pretty perfect) album for me.

13. what are some of your favourite lyrics alex has written?

haha can i quote all of tbh+c? (seriously, all of tbhc) as you can probably guess by my blog (and the little nod to it in ASA) i love

i've been on a bender back to that prophetic esplanade, where i ponder all the questions, but just manage to miss the mark (such an introspective line)

My mistakes were made for you / And in the back room of a bad dream she came / And whisked me away

With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache Stood and puffed your chest out like you never lost a war And though I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw

Yesterday's still leaking through the roof That's nothing new

I'd throw the rose tint back on the exploded view Darling, if I were you And how's that insatiable appetite?

There's all those places we used to go And I suspect you already know But that place on memory lane you like still looks the same But something about it's changed

You pushed my faith near being lost But we'll stick to the guns Don't care if it's marketing suicide We won't crack or compromise Your derisory divides Will never unhinge us

But seriously. All of TBHC is gold. Tagging @mrsnarl and @m0nkfys because they asked these too 🫶🏼

[mittensmorgul]

so the tnt loop is looping around toward the end of s8, and it hit me again: I don’t think that Metatron sheltered HIMSELF so completely that he’d never even heard of the Winchesters. I think Chuck... bubble-ized him. I mean... this is a guy whose spent millennia collecting humanity’s stories for himself. I’m literally watching the scene where he explains it:

DEAN: So you have been holed up here, or, or, or in a wigwam, or before that in some cave, listening to stories, reading books?

METATRON: (grinning) And it was something to watch. What you brought to His Earth, all the mayhem, the murder. Just the raw, wild invention of God's naked apes... it was mind-blowing. But really... really, it was your storytelling. That is the true flower of free will. At least as you've mastered it so far. When you create stories, you become gods, of tiny, intricate dimensions unto themselves. So many worlds! I have read... as much as it's possible for an angel to read, and I haven't caught up.

Sam especially judges him HARD for this, for burying himself in narratives while “his kind” caused so much havoc on Earth. Metatron apparently hadn’t even heard of Kevin Tran, who Dean holds up as one of the Real People who have been harmed, and whose stories are what Metatron should be caring about. And that name also apparently doesn’t ping anything for Metatron. I thought all angels were supposed to have the prophets names etched into their brains or something (per Cas from 5.19, but also the fact only the current generation is there, the NEXT generation won’t be added until they are born, also per Cas from 8.07).

So... this makes me want to believe that Chuck... flipped a couple of switches in Metatron when he left Heaven. Like, oh, you’re gonna leave your post? Okay then, I’m gonna cut you out of the loop then. Or maybe Metatron even did it to himself, deliberately NOT wanting to know the Heaven situation... but I have a harder time reconciling that. I mean, he was HIDING, and on the RUN from Heaven, attempting to avoid imprisonment and torture for the information he knew about the tablets. I don’t think he’d want to be cut off from angel radio so entirely that he missed a decade of chatter about the Winchesters, the Apocalypse, and especially the fact that a supposed Prophet of the Lord was novelizing all of it. I mean... you’d think if he’d known, the same way Cas casually did in 4.18 like every angel knew all of this and it was entirely obvious information, that Metatron would’ve dropped everything else and read those books at the very least. But apparently not...

That seems like information that an angel attempting to hide himself on Earth to avoid angels for his own safety would’ve picked up on. You know. For his own safety.

Angels are all over the earth? End times? Catastrophic events left and right? Demons everywhere? And he was just... unaware of all of it? Assumed Michael and Lucifer were even still relevant playing pieces on the board and not both locked back in the cage after the apocalypse failed. Like.... HOW did he miss this even if he didn’t pick it up directly from angel radio? It really does feel like Chuck deliberately kept him shielded from all of this. Like Chuck MADE HIM into the weird lil guy he became.

Which leads me to point 2. We never knew what the results of the Hell Trials really would have been. Metatron said the Angel Fall Event wasn’t trials, but a spell. But it was built in the same way the Hell Trials were.

Sam went into the Hell Trials borderline delusionally hopeful that he could SURVIVE them. That was his goal on setting out (and why Dean worked so hard to save him when they learned Metatron had lied to them). And he KNEW what the description of the inevitable results of finishing the trials would be from the very first time Kevin ever told them about it: an eternity of being tortured, essentially. Sounds like something far worse than even the eternity in the Cage with Lucifer that Sam had signed himself up for in s5, yes? But WHY? Like, what would that eternal suffering accomplish?

And was that something Chuck wrote into the Hell tablet, or another addendum like the Angel Fall Spell added in by Metatron? We just don’t know. But I like to think Chuck knew full well that Metatron had added those unauthorized details for his own reasons, and that’s why Chuck helped him hide out, waiting for the time that he could bring Metatron out for his own narrative purposes. Just to see what would happen.

So yes, Sam and Dean decided for themselves in s8 to pull the Hell Trials. Their biggest act of hubris in all of canon, but it was like Chuck needed a plotline for s8 and started throwing tablets into their path, waiting for them to find the Scribe and drag him back into the story.

Anyway I’m about out of steam on this one. But there’s so many reasons metatron is my all time favorite spn villain. :’D

[lurkingismypastime]

Percy Jackson headcanons, because the brainrot has returned for its revenge.

“That’s not canon!”

To you. I know him personally.

Arospec pan, asexual

Agender, goes by xe/they/it/she/he pronouns

Sally is in some way descended from Phoebe. She has vaguely prophetic dreams, scarily good instincts, and clear sight

This is why Percy is so unsettlingly accurate when it comes to dreams and subconscious predictions/instinct

They’re an ISFP

Percy and Sally are Puertorican-Brazilian, xe’s been trilingual since a child, though it took some time to separate the three, since they were spoken in tandem around the house when xe was little.

Before Gabe, the apartment complex they lived in had an old Mexican lady next door to them, who mostly spoke Spanish. Her name was Aitana, but Percy and Sally always called her abuela Aitana. Percy was quiet around her at first, but then she asked then about their hyperfixation at the time (poisonous plants), and they were off.

They lost contact with her after Sally married Gabe and they moved, but a little after Gabe ‘disappeared’ they went to try and find her at their old address. She was thankfully still there, hugged them both, and they caught up. Now she babysits Estelle and gets invited over for meals.

Sally’s dad was Brazilian, her mom Peurto Rican. Her dad had an older brother already in New York, who was the uncle that raised her. 

Percy loves rain and the ocean, and rainy days at the beach. Though sometimes the ocean loses its appeal since, yk, greek myths and stuff

Smells like rain and a breeze coming off the waves. Like the actual real thing that no man made scent can replicate. 

Got xeir GED during xeir junior year. Xe’s gone on many a rant to xeir mom about how fucked the school system is, since xe would have taken at least two more years to graduate if xe stuck with the system and instead graduated early! (“That contradicts ca-” *gunshot*)

Struggled with classes and school and homework, but blew through tests like nobody’s business (once they got them in audio format). 

Thinks better when pacing, sometimes energetically.

Snaps their fingers next to their ears as a stim

Drumming on things, stomping, chewing, and messing with one of his homemade flour stress balls are some of its stims.

Loves Glass Animals, partly because their stuff slaps, partly because ✨audio stims✨

Lots of vocal stims/echoing things that sound cool

The biggest sensory issue xe has is smell, and just below that sound. There are scents of certain candles, or foods, that xe just can’t stand, and there are some days where everybody’s voices just grate on xeir nerves.

5’8” at best, because it’s funny.

really elaborate doodler

draws on their arms

loves foggy mornings, and is an early morning person

Definitely works with kids in the future, maybe teaches kindergarteners (specifically kids with disabilities)

Am I projecting a lot of my own neurodivergence onto him? Yes. Am I also throwing some of my saltiness at the American education system in there? Also yes. Can any of you fuckers stop me? FUCK no.

[mlobsters]

supernatural s13e14 good intentions (w. meredith glynn)

well that was a little bit of the old spn spark for a second there, with the hallucination/vision/whatever hot!zachariah was giving jack. very sweet and sad. something about the sound design and the dialogue.. of the offscreen voices of sam and dean, it had sort of a... theater feel to it? (watching with headphones and maybe a little bit high so, grain of salt) plus just the very... childlike wish fulfillment of kiddo with absent parents.

DEAN You know what? We made it, though. You, me and the kid. Finally under one roof. SAM And you know what, honestly, it doesn’t matter where he’s been. I’m just glad Jack’s back. DEAN Right, home safe. Where he belongs.

like 💔 i didn't realize they really went with this nuclear family thing straight out

also when the fake fire is happening sam and dean sound about as distressed (maybe more?) as you'll ever hear them in this show and that was distressing even knowing it couldn't be real

ZACHARIAH Yes. And not just a single one-way ticket like the prophet’s spell. This boy, he can open a rift big enough to march an army through. He has so much power. We just… have to make him use it. MICHAEL Then make him.

ok but like. why doesn't michael make his own army of nephilim? he's an archangel still right? what am i missing

i'm sorry donatello but all i can think is

the zachariah!cas sending the images of destroying the environment and wars etc to jack for proof of why humans are bad, reminds me of the fifth element?? i think? leeloo discovering all the bad parts of humanity? and then i think only will save the world? by the power of human love from bruce willis??? lol i've seen that movie a ton but it's been a long ass time

captions staying on for this screenshot 😂

this random fight scene with these random figures from the bible. and donatello being twitchy and obvious as fuck that he's clearly up to something. demon tablet not to be ingested while soulless and under asmodeus's influence?

donatello choking out dean from a distance and laughing like a loon, all righty

so now mary gets the catharsis of hearing from an unbiased source that her demon deal is what ultimately saved the world

bro. there's some bizarro music going on during this fight over donatello being soulless what is HAPPENING. jay gruska, is that you? (of course it is). ugh, if only i wasn't committed to keeping that earlier video clip 😞 (fine it's so goofy i'm adding an mp3 of it) it's tonally a mismatch to the vibe onscreen and is just super random. the horns that come in... lol. anyway.

but we're escalating up to cas whatever, trying to torture it out of him?

SAM Our plan, Dean. The spell, get mom back. Donatello’s soul is gone. That’s not just something you come back from. DEAN You did. SAM Yeah, because you convinced Death to get my soul back from the cage, but Amara ate Donatello’s soul. There’s nothing to get back. It’s gone. CASTIEL And Donatello’s already corrupted. I… perhaps the kindest thing to do would be to end his suffering. SAM What? CASTIEL I don’t like it either. But if Donatello’s life ends, then another prophet comes into being and they can finish the translation. DEAN So what, you just wanna kill him? SAM No! No killing! We just need the spell.

interesting how frantic padalecki is going with this. terrified the Plan is being wrecked yet again

CASTIEL I am going to do something that I promised I would never do to a human being without their permission. I’m gonna strip the spell from your mind. DONATELLO You—you—you—you can’t. I—I’ve absorbed too much power. Y-y-you’ll fry us both! CASTIEL I might. DONATELLO Ardeat intus— CASTIEL I’m sorry, but I’m not going to let you or anyone hurt the people I love. Not again.

well then. cas saving them from the moral quandary again. like killing billie for them

i don't even know what to say about this apocalypse world business with bobby, mary and jack. jack's just. poppin angels, ready to throw down with michael

SAM Well… guess you could say Donatello is alive. CASTIEL You told me not to kill him. DEAN Yeah, but, Cas, you turned him into… he’s brain dead. Machines keeping him breathing. What’s wrong with you? CASTIEL Nothing. SAM Cas— CASTIEL His soul was gone. He was corrupted. He was a danger to himself and to you and to all of humanity. Did you know that he was working with Asmodeus? SAM What? No. CASTIEL Not by choice, but he was. Some people just can’t be saved. DEAN Yeah, but who gets to make that choice? You? What exactly gives you the right? CASTIEL Nothing. I took it. And if I hadn’t acted, we would still be sitting around and talking about what to do next. We would be wasting time. And it’s time we don’t have, Dean. I told you, war is coming. War. And I did what soldiers do. Now we needed the spell to open the rift, and I got it. We need four major ingredients: the grace of an archangel… a fruit from the Tree of Life… the Seal of Solomon… and the blood of “a most holy man.” We find those things, we can bring everybody home. And together, we can beat Lucifer and Michael. This is the only way we win, and this is the only way we survive. It’s like you said, Dean. Whatever it takes.

i mean, surely sam and dean have made these kinds of decisions time and time again. especially when the "whatever it takes" is saving each other. but now cas can take the responsibility/blame for doing the ends justify the means thing