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scoobydoodean · 8 months

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Okay now it's time for an extensive breakdown of Sam's incredibly manipulative pleading at the end of 4.21 that I was making fun of yesterday.

My whole life, you take the wheel, you call the shots, and I trust you because you are my brother. Now I'm asking you, for once, trust me.

There are many lies packed into these two sentences and I want to go through them one by one.

Lie 1: Sam always does what Dean wants to do.

Sam presents his whole life as a life where he has always done what Dean wanted. Sam suggests he has never deviated from Dean's wishes.

However, on many occasions when Sam and Dean have arrived at an impasse, Sam simply went his own way, which directly contradicts his claim that he always takes Dean's lead.

1.11: Dean wants to go on a case John directed them toward, and Sam wants to go to Sacremento to search for John (who doesn't want to be found) with nothing but an area code. He has Dean pull the car over, then gets out and leaves. Sam and Dean later talk on the phone and apologize to each other, but with the understanding they'll both go their own way. Sam gets worried when Dean doesn't respond to his calls (because he's been kidnapped) and abandons his plan to take a bus to California of his own accord.

1.12: Sam tricks Dean into seeing a faith healer by saying they're going to see "A specialist".

1.20: Sam starts a screaming match with John over him telling them to take the next exit on the highway, while Dean complains about them both being insufferable and always getting into petty fights.

2.10: Dean begs that they just lay low for a while and take a break and think (after he reveals John's last words). Sam runs off.

3.05: Dean shoots down Sam's plan to threaten a crossroad's demon (with The Colt) into breaking Dean's contract. Sam sneaks out at night to summon a crossroad's demon anyway and threaten her, and then kills her when she doesn't do what he wants.

3.09: Sam stops Dean from killing Ruby.

3.10: Sam steals a hair off Dean's head so he can go into Dean's dreams with him and insists he is going when Dean objects that he doesn't want Sam in his mind.

3.11: Sam kills Dean at one point on accident when Dean tries to end his reign of terror with the owner of The Mystery Spot.

3.15: Sam wants to stay in town and find Doc Benton so he can use his alchemy to make Dean and himself immortal. Dean wants to go and find Bela, who has The Colt. They part ways, with Sam staying and Dean going to search for Bela alone.

3.16: Right after Dean explicitly states that he does not want Ruby to be summoned in a last ditch play to save his life, Sam summons her behind Dean's back.

4.01: Sam wants to kill the demons that threatened Dean in the diner, and Dean doesn't. Sam sneaks off at night to go back to the diner to kill them on his own, but the angels have beaten him to it.

4.07: After implying that Sam using his powers against Samhain is a joint decision and he wants Dean's feedback, when Dean objects, Sam runs off to face Samhain alone anyway, leaving Dean with several still-trapped teenagers he can't abandon to keep him from following to help.

4.09 (4.01-4.04; 4.12-4.22): We learn that while Dean was dead, Sam directly went against what Sam in 4.04 describes as "Practically [Dean's] dying wish" (4.04) by working with Ruby to hone his powers to take revenge on Lilith. He continues to work with her after Dean is brought back to life until 4.04, then picks the habit back up at the end of 4.12. In 4.14, he says that he is intentionally going behind Dean's back because Dean is too weak to be of use and is holding him back.

4.15: Dean says he can't stop Sam from having secrets, but asks Sam to please not treat him like an idiot (i.e., keep telling lies), when it's obvious that Sam is lying to him about what happened with Alastair in the graveyard. Sam very much continues to lie instead of just insisting upon his privacy.

4.18: Sam and Dean fight about Sam's lies and then because Sam wants to stay in town and face Lilith, while Dean wants to leave to escape Chuck's writing. Sam refuses to budge and the brothers separate until the end of the episode.

4.19: Sam wants to turn Adam into a hunter and Dean hates the idea. Sam first starts teaching Adam about hunting behind Dean's back, then in front of him while Dean watches on, sickened.

In the third hading, I note incidents where Sam and Dean had a dispute and Dean conceded to Sam's views.

Lie 2: Sam follows Dean's lead because Dean is his brother and for no other reason. It's blind faith.

Sam wants wants Dean to set aside his moral principles and his skepticism and place blind faith in Sam for no other reason than that Sam is his brother, and he frames this request as a show of mutual solidarity. He's placed blind faith in Dean, so why can't Dean do the same for him?

First, there's manipulation here in that this alleged blind faith entitles Sam to also receive blind faith in return from someone unwilling to offer it, which is nonsense. Just because you choose to (allegedly) abandon your principles and beliefs for blind faith in another person does not mean the other person is obligated to follow your lead, treating their own moral principles in the same blasé manner you do.

Second, while absolutely—there have been points up to 4.21 where Sam did not do things because Dean didn't want to do them, or where Sam did things he didn't really want to do because Dean wanted to do them... it's very shady to suggest he only ever concedes purely because Dean is his brother and he has blind faith in him.

Thinking up incidents where Sam concedes to Dean's wishes on something:

1.02: Sam objects to Dean wanting to protect Haley and her brother because they'll be dead weight in the woods, while Dean wants to protect them.

1.03: Dean insists on going on the case instead of sitting around angst-ing about John and how the leads on him have dried up, and Sam concedes.

1.10: Sam wants to call the FBI on John to find him while Dean wants to follow the coordinates John just sent them to see if he's there. Sam ends up going along with Dean then spends the whole episode taking his anger about John's absence out on Dean who had no control over it.

1.21: Sam does not rush into a burning building and die trying to reach Azazel because Dean holds him back.

1.22: 1) Sam wants to sit in a motel waiting for an unknown number of demons to arrive with three bullets left in The Colt and Dean insists they go to Bobby's to learn about demons instead. 2) Dean insists on rescuing John over revenge 3) Dean brings The Colt to save John behind Sam's back, and then ends up using a bullet to save Sam's life.

2.04: Dean thinks he's found a case (he has) and Sam thinks he's just making things up. Sam agrees to go along with it even though he's skeptical until the fact that it is a genuine case is proved to him.

2.12: Sam doesn't like Dean trying to work with Ronald to stop the shifter but they don't really have a choice.

2.19: Sam doesn't want to help people in prison and Dean does, and Sam concedes and goes with the crazy plan to get arrested and go to prison to stop the haunting.

3.01: Sam wants to take Dean to another faith healer to try and get him out of his deal and Dean refuses to go.

3.12: Sam wants to sacrifice Nancy and Dean argues against this and offers an alternative plan where no one gets sacrificed, which Sam ends up going with.

3.13: Sam agrees to go on "Their Grand Canyon" hunt as one of Dean's dying wishes and gets mad when it goes sour because of The Ghostfacers.

3.15: Sam wants to turn them into Frankenstein's monsters to save Dean from his deal and Dean says he'd rather die.

3.16: This one is tricky, because Sam initially goes behind Dean's back by summoning Ruby to save Dean specifically against Dean's dying wishes, but then after he gets caught and Dean gets Ruby's knife, Sam concedes to using Dean's plan where they try to sneak up on Lilith and kill her with Ruby's knife. Dean's reasoning is that he wants to end the cycle of them saving each other with demon deals that only turn sour.

I think the pattern shows that contrary to fanon, Sam is not some poor helpless victorian maiden being swept along by the tides of the immutable sea. In most cases, it's that he realizes he thinks Dean is right about something at the end of the day, even if he doesn't like it. Not because Dean is his brother, but because Dean won him over with a well-reasoned argument, Sam realized he was putting his desires over right and wrong, or Sam didn't (at that time) want to disrespect Dean's wishes concerning Dean's own body and life.

NOTE: You might notice season 4 is "missing". This is because when I look at all of the season 4 episodes, the closest thing I can remember related to Sam just agreeing to do whatever Dean wants is him deciding to stop using his powers in 4.04, except that Sam makes it very clear at the end of the episode that he's quitting by his own choice and Dean's wishes have absolutely nothing to do with it.

Lie 3: Dean never does what Sam wants to do, and he never trusts him.

Not only does the supposition that Dean has always taken the lead Sam's "whole life" imply that Dean never concedes to Sam's view, but also when Sam requests Dean's trust "for once"—as if, not one single time in his entire life, has Dean ever taken Sam's lead or put trust in him. My mama used to say "exaggerators are just lie makers in disguise", and this is some wild lie-making in disguise.

1.06: They go back hundreds of miles to check in on Sam's friend who Sam believes has been framed for murder, even though Dean thinks it's kind of wild for Sam to believe his friend didn't do something the police have clear evidence he did.

1.09: Dean goes with Sam to Lawrence after Sam has a vision about someone dying in their whole house. The idea of going back to Lawrence is extremely upsetting to Dean, but he realizes Sam is right and they have to investigate.

1.12: 1) Sam tricks Dean into seeing a faith healer which upsets Dean, but even so, Dean does what Sam wants, goes into the tent, sits where Sam wants him to sit, and goes up on stage to be healed at Sam's request. 2) Sam says they cannot kill whoever is controlling the reaper because they're human. Dean respects Sam's moral principles by doing what he wants to do.

1.14: 1) They go on this case because Sam has a vision and Dean puts his trust in Sam's vision. 2) Sam insists they can't kill Max because he's human, and Dean respects Sam's moral principles by doing what he wants to do.

2.04: Dean goes with Sam to Mary's grave even though he doesn't want to be in Lawrence or to be anywhere near Mary's grave.

2.05: Sam orders Dean to stay away from Ansem because he's vulnerable and Dean easily agrees, going a long distance away to observe from afar with a rifle.

2.09: 1) Sam has a vision that Dean is going to kill someone. Dean is skeptical, but agrees to go along with Sam anyway. 2) Dean doesn't kill the dude infected with croatoan virus partly because of Sam's pleading that it would be wrong, and Dean finding he agrees. Sam is right.

2.04, 2.09, and 2.10: Dean trusts Sam with insights into his emotional state/why he wants to die after Sam asks him to open up about how he's feeling.

2.12: Dean thinks they should have told Ronald about the shapeshifters, but concedes to Sam's perspective.

2.22: Dean begs Sam to rest for a while instead of immediately getting back on the trail after Azazel, not wanting to lose him again, but Sam insists they go, and Dean concedes.

3.07: Dean wants to go face Gordon alone. Sam breaks down in tears and begs Dean to just be his brother again and stop doing reckless things. Dean instantly softens and agrees to lay low.

3.10: Dean doesn't really want Sam in his head invading his privacy but doesn't stop Sam from joining him in his dreams.

3.11: Dean lives over 100 Tuesdays of Sam bossing him around in various ways, including repeatedly insisting they can't leave the motel and he is not allowed to eat breakfast or go anywhere by himself. Dean puts his trust in Sam even though each time he has no clue what's going on and often has little to no context.

4.04: Sam insists they tell Jack Montgomery that he's going through a metamorphosis so that he can try and stop himself from eating people, and Dean agrees.

4.06: Sam spends the whole episode telling Dean what to do and telling him he needs to go places he's scared to go.

4.09: When Alastair breaks into the church, Ruby tells Sam he needs to use his powers to crush Alastair. Dean starts to protest, but concedes after Ruby says they'll all die otherwise.

4.10 #1: Sam enacts a plan that puts Dean and Ruby at extreme risk (Dean with the angels who have threatened to throw him back in hell, Ruby with Alastair). Both put their trust in Sam and his plan.

4.10 and 4.11: Dean opens up to Sam about his trauma from Hell.

4.19: Though he argues with Sam vehemently multiple times about what he's doing, Dean never actually stops Sam from teaching Adam to be a hunter.

Dean trusts Sam multiple times, and follows his lead on several occasions (even a few times with extreme moral reservations, such as 4.09 and 4.19).

I've also pointed out before that Sam picks most of their season 1 and season 2 cases, contrary to the popular fanon claim that Dean is always dragging Sam everywhere to hunt when he doesn't want to. In season 3, Sam leads them to hunts in 4 different episodes (3.04, 3.05, 3.11, 3.15). Dean finds two (3.02, 3.13). Who picked the rest of their season 3 hunts is either not stated, starts with them being contacted by a friend which leads them to investigate (3.01, 3.03, 3.10, 3.14), or is just them getting into a situation against their will (3.12). 5 cases are Sam's idea in season 4, and two are Dean's. The remainder are unknown, mytharc episodes, or kidnappings.

Lie 4: Sam is just asking to be seen as an equal, and Lie 5: Sam trusts Dean.

Sam's most overarching manipulation here is this idea that he just wants equality. He's showed consistent trust and blind faith in Dean and he deserves the same. He's been Dean's loyal follower going wherever Dean wants him to go, and he wants to be treated as an equal now who receives trust equal to the trust he alleges he places in Dean. However, he plainly shows the entire season that he does not want equality. He wants Dean to be beneath him. We see this just a little before this bit of the conversation, when Sam says Dean can't do anything—that he isn't strong enough and only Sam can do this. Sam shows almost the entire season that he doesn't respect Dean as an equal by lying to him over and over about what he's up to, going behind his back, refusing to believe that Dean can stop the apocalypse as the angels have said. He makes it clear in 4.14 that he is keeping his actions a secret because Dean is too weak and pathetic to be of use and is holding him back. We confirm this following episodes (4.16, 4.17, 4.18, 4.21) where Sam explicitly says Dean cannot do what needs to be done and Sam has to take over. Dean is not capable. Sam has no faith or trust in Dean at all.

#bad liar sam winchester #4.21 #season 4 #youre such a control freak #sams follower/leader false dichotomy #In which Sam is not a helpless little waif with his hands cast over his eyes being carried along by the tides of the immutable sea #pk rewatches spn number ?#projecting displaced aggression and scapegoating in spn

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humantorch · 1 year

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Can you please explain more about the Sam as Antichrist elements?

i would LOVE to explain the sam as antichrist elements. this will not be nearly as coherent as this post about sam and cross imagery, which is definitely some inspo for my thoughts, but I’ll do my best to explain!

for starters, this is my base definition of antichrist: someone born/prophesied to be the opposite/opposer of christ. not inherently evil, but not good either. this definition is how i came to my conclusions about the following antichrist coded Sam stuff

1) the demon blood - I don’t think anyone can make a post like this without mentioning the demon blood. Sam is still a baby when evil is introduced to him, physically altering his body, and it affects him throughout his entire life. the demon blood arc is him becoming more evil (in a sense) for the greater good. he’s going against everything he stands for, but he also embraces it somewhat. his powers are a gift to him, even though he’s destroying the good in himself in the process. it’s the opposite of what a christ coded figure would do

2) Lucifer - once again cannot make a post like this without mentioning Lucifer. Sam was made to be Lucifer’s vessel. Lucifer is a very antichrist type figure. even though Sam resents being Lucifer’s true vessel, he can’t escape what he was born for. in the end, he still says yes to Lucifer and he fulfills his destiny. it’s exactly how you get an antichrist figure; he’s someone born to oppose christ (in this case, heaven in general)

3) psychic powers - Sam’s powers have pretty much nothing to do with him being born to be evil, given that they’re actually very useful and he only ever used them for good, but they’re worth mentioning. his powers change how other people look at him. hunters see him as more of a threat than something helpful, and we’re shown that when he actually does get hunted by Gordon for supposedly being the antichrist in seasons 2/3. and this is before the demon blood!! he’s seen more as inherently Wrong and Evil because of his powers

4) John - this post is my original reference, but take a look at this image

it’s John’s note about the colt with a drawing of a somewhat christ-like figure, halo over the head with a hand over the chest. Sam’s name is in all caps, circled and boxed. I believe OP of the post I linked above used this to reinstate Sam being christ coded, but John seems to view him more as the antichrist. this has been touched upon in the show, with John thinking Sam might need to be killed because of who he is. I think both comparisons work here, since Sam is viewed as the antichrist but eventually changes his own fate (I’ll come back to this)

5) outsider perspectives - as I mentioned before, Sam was hunted for being the antichrist and was generally viewed as evil by almost everyone at some point, whether that be the angels or John or other hunters. this is mainly with the demon blood and his powers, but it’s important to note that being the antichrist doesn’t mean you’re inherently evil, it just means you’re going against what is seen as right. that’s Sam’s whole thing, especially in the earlier seasons.

Overall, I don’t think Sam is actually the antichrist, and I think he’s equally if not more a christ figure. But the base is there for him to be the antichrist if he went with the flow of things. Instead, he goes against what he was quite literally born for and he chooses his own path, therefore destroying the idea that he is the antichrist and becoming something more. Still, I enjoy making the comparisons and seeing how antichrist coded he is, even if I don’t think you can label him as the actual antichrist.

#txt #sam #spn meta #ty for the ask!!

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layce2015 · 1 year

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Supernatural (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader)

Everyone Loves A Clown

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*(y/n)'s POV*

The three of us stood outside and in front of a funeral pyre. Earlier, we placed John's body on it and Dean lite the fire and we stood there, watching the flames grow. The only light, in the night area, came from the wrapped, burning body. I swallowed the large lump in my throat then looked at the boys. Sam was near tears and fidgeting but Dean was staring into the flames, silently.

"Before he...before, did he say anything to you? About anything?" Sam asked Dean. "No. Nothing." Dean replied, flatly, not looking at his brother. I frown at the boys then I go stand in the space between the boys and, slowly, I take Sam's hand in my left hand then take Dean's with my right hand. And we stand there and watch the flames burn John's body.

One Week Later

I walked out on the junkyard at Bobby's home and walk over to the broken down Impala, Dean's legs sticking out from under it as he had been working on it since we stayed with Bobby. "How's the car coming along?" I asked him. "Slow." He replied, flatly.

"Yeah? Need any help?" I asked and Dean drops something heavy. "What, you under a hood? I'll pass." He grumbles and I rolled my eyes at him. "Need anything else, then?" I asked him, annoyed.

Dean, then, pushes himself out from under the car and stands up to me. "Stop it, (y/n)." He said. "Stop what?" I asked him, confused. "Stop asking if I need anything, stop asking if I'm okay. I'm okay. Really. I promise." He said and I let out a scoff.

"All right, Dean, it's just...We've been at Bobby's for over a week now and you haven't brought up John once." I said to him. "You know what? You're right. Come here. I'm gonna lay my head gently on your shoulder. Maybe we can cry, hug, and maybe even slow dance." He said and I glare at him. "Don't patronize me, Dean, John is dead. The Colt is gone, and it seems pretty damn likely that the demon is behind all of this, and you're acting like nothing happened." I shout.

"What do you want me to say?" Dean asked, angrily. "Say something, all right? Hell, say anything! Aren't you angry? Don't you want revenge? But all you do is sit out here all day long buried underneath this damn car." I yelled at him. "Revenge, huh?" He said. "Yeah." I said.

"Sounds good. You and Sam got any leads on where the demon is? Making heads or tails of any of Dad's research? Because I sure ain't. But you know, if we do finally find it - oh. No, wait, like you said. The Colt's gone. But I'm sure you and Sam figured out another way to kill it. We've got nothing, (y/n). Nothing, okay? So you know the only thing I can do? Is I can work on the car." He spat at me then he crouches by the car again, getting back to work.

I let out an exasperated sigh before I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around to see it was Sam coming towards us. "Well, I've got something." He said as he pulls out a cell phone. "This is one of dad's old phones. Took me a while, but I cracked his voicemail code. Listen to this." Sam said and he hands the cell phone to Dean, who stands and takes it reluctantly.

"John, it's Ellen. Again. Look, don't be stubborn, you know I can help you. Call me." A female voice said after Dean plays the message. "That message is four months old." Sam said. "Dad saved that chick's message for four months?" Dean asked him. "Yeah." Sam said.

"Well, who's Ellen? Any mention of her in your dad's journal?" I asked Sam. "No. But I ran a trace on her phone number and I got an address." Sam said. "Ask Bobby if we can use one of his cars." Dean said and Sam nods.

In a beat-up, poorly maintained minivan, Dean, Sam and I pull up to an old bar that was called Roadhouse Saloon. "This is humiliating. I feel like a friggin' soccer mom!" Dean grumbles as we get out of the van. "It's the only car Bobby had running." Sam said and we walk up and start to look around.

"Hello? Anybody here?" I called out but nothing. "Hey. You bring the, uh..." Dean said as he looks over at Sam. "Of course." He said and he tosses something to Dean who catches it. Dean then kneels down and picks at the door and open it then we go inside.

The saloon was quiet except for a fly buzzing then a light bulb blows out. We go to the back and see a person passed out on the bar. "Hey, buddy?" Sam calls out to the person but the person didn't respond.

"I'm guessing that isn't Ellen." Sam said, gesturing to person on the pool table. "Yeah." Dean sad and he and Sam gods into a back room, looking around. I go down the steps, but then I pause once I felt something on my back. "Oh God, please let that be a rifle." I muttered just as I hear the gun being cocked.

"No, I'm just real happy to see you." A female voice said and I start to turn. "Don't move." She ordered and I stopped. "Not moving, copy that." I said then I let out a small chuckle. "You know, you should know something, miss. When you put a rifle on someone, you don't want to put it right against their back. Because it makes it real easy to do..." I said then I turn, fluidly, grabbing the rifle and cocking it. "That." I finished.

She goes to punch me but I duck down then used the butt of gun to hit her across the face. She falls down and I go to place my foot on her stomach until she grabbed my foot then shoved me back. I drop the gun and fall on my back just as the blonde girl picks up the gun and looms over me and aims the gun at me.

"Dean! Sam! Need some help in here." I shout then I hear the back door open. I turn my head and see Sam and Dean walking out, their hands raised up. "Sorry, (y/n), we can't right now. We're a...little tied up." Sam said and he nods his head and I could just see a woman standing behind them with two handguns.

"Sam and Dean? Winchester? (Y/n) (L/N)?" The woman asked. "Yeah." The boys and I said. "Son of a bitch." The woman mutters. "Mom, you know these guys?" The girl asked her. "Yeah, I think these are John Winchester's boys." The woman said then she nods towards me. "And that's (father's name) daughter." She said as she lowers the gun, laughing.

"Hey, I'm Ellen. This is my daughter Jo." Ellen greets and Jo lowers her rifle, and I raise an eyebrow at her. "Hey." She said as she holds a hand out to me. I take her hand and she pulls me up to my feet. "Thanks." I said. "No problem. You're pretty good." Jo said and I shrug. "Years of practice, honey." I said, smiling.

"You called our dad, said you could help. Help with what?" Dean said to Ellen some moments later. "Well, the demon, of course. I heard he was closing in on it." Ellen said. "What, was there an article in the Demon Hunters Quarterly that I missed? I mean, who, who are you? How do you know about all this?" Dean asked.

"Hey, I just run a saloon. But hunters have been known to pass through now and again. Including yours and (y/n)'s dad a long time ago. John was like family once and so was (father's name)." Ellen replied then she looks at me. "My condolences to your father by the way." She said and I nod at her.

"How come my dad nor John ever mentioned you before?" I asked her. "You'd have to ask John that." She said and I look over the boys as they give an uncomfortable look towards each other.

"So why exactly do we need your help?" Dean asked her. "Hey, don't do me any favors. Look, if you don't want my help, fine. Don't let the door smack your ass on the way out. But John wouldn't have sent you if..." Ellen stops then she looks between us. "He didn't send you." She said and the boys look down.

"He's all right, isn't he?" She asked and I shake my head. "No. No, he isn't. It was the demon, we think. It, um, it just got him before he got it, I guess." I said and she gives a worried look at the boys. "I'm so sorry." She said. "It's okay. We're all right." Dean said to her.

"Really? I know how close you and your dad were." Ellen said to him. "Really, lady, I'm fine." Dean said, roughly, and the room goes silent for a few moments.

"So look, if you can help, we could use all the help we can get." Sam said. "Well, we can't. But Ash will." Ellen said. "Who's Ash?" I asked her then she looks over my shoulder and shouts. "Ash!"

The man passed out on the bar jerks awake and sits up, flailing. "What? It closin' time?" He asked and we turn back to her. "That's Ash?" Sam asked. "Mm-hmm. He's a genius." Jo replied.

A brown folder was slapped down on the bar; Sam, Ash and I were sitting while Dean was standing behind us. Jo was on the other side of the bar, pouring glasses of water. "You've gotta be kidding me, this guy's no genius. He's a Lynyrd Skynyrd roadie." Dean said as he looks at Ash, who looked like a hillbilly.

"I like you." Ash said to him. "Thanks." He said and Jo looks over at us. "Just give him a chance." She said as Dean sits and opens the folder. "All right. This stuff's about a year's worth of our dad's work, so uh, let's see what you make of it." Dean said to Ash as he pulls out the papers and starts rifling through them. He shakes his head.

"Come on. This crap ain't real. There ain't nobody can track a demon like this." He said. "Our dad could." Sam said and Sh glances at him. "There are non-parametrics, statistical overviews, prospects and correlations, I mean...damn! They're signs. Omens. Uh, if you can track 'em, you can track this demon. You know, like crop failures, electrical storms...You ever been struck by lightening? It ain't fun." said Ash.

"Can you track it or not?" I asked him. "Yeah, with this, I think so. But it's gonna take time, uh, give me...fifty one hours." Ash said and he gets up to leave.

"Hey, man?" Dean calls out and Ash turns to him. "Yeah." He said. "I, uh, I dig the haircut." Dean said and Ash smirks. "All business up front, party in the back." Ash said as he flips the back of his hair and leaves.

Meanwhile, I look toward the bar and noticed something in the shelves. "Hey, Ellen, what is that?" I asked her and she looks over at the scanner which was next to the shelf. "It's a police scanner. We keep tabs on things, we..." she starts to explain but I shake my head. "No, no, no, no, the, um, the folder." I said and she looks at the folder. "Uh, I was gonna give this to a friend of mine. But take a look, if you want." She said.

She takes the folder from the wall and places it in front of me and I look through it. It had some newspaper clippings attached to the front, and on the front, in red marker:

COUPLE MURDERED

CHILD LEFT ALIVE

MEDFORD, WISC.

Furrowing my brow, I flip through the folder then I look over at Sam. "Sam..." I said and I slide the folder towards him and he looks through it. "If you don't mind, we'll take it." Sam said. "Sure." She said then I look over my shoulder to see Dean talking to Jo, which I started to feel that old familiar burning feeling in my stomach.

I swallow then called out. "Dean, come here, check this out." He nods over at Jo then comes over to me and Sam. "Yeah." He said as he comes up. "A few murders, not far from here, that Ellen caught wind of. Looks to us like there might be a hunt." I said to him. "Yeah. So?" Dean said, shrugging.

"So, I told her we'd check it out." Sam said to him.

Back in the minivan, Dean was driving while Sam sat in the passenger seat and I sit in the back, the rain pounding down the window. Sam has the research open in his lap. "You've gotta be kidding me. A killer clown?" Dean said, confused. "Yeah. He left the daughter unharmed and killed the parents. Ripped them to pieces, actually." Sam said as he looks through the papers.

"And this family was at some carnival that night?" Dean asked. "Right, right. The, uh, Cooper Carnivals." I replied. "So how do you know we're not dealing with some psycho carnie in a clown suit?" Dean asked us. "Well, the cops have no viable leads, and all the employees were tearing down shop. Alibis all around. Plus this girl said she saw a clown vanish into thin air. Cops are saying trauma, of course." Sam replied.

"Well, I know what you're thinking, Sam. Why did it have to be clowns?" Dean said, laughing. "Oh, give me a break." Sam grumbles as Dean laughs. "You didn't think I'd remember, did you? I mean, come on, you still bust out crying whenever you see Ronald McDonald on the television." Dean said.

"Well, at least I'm not afraid of flying." Sam snapped at him. "Planes crash!" Dean yells. "And apparently clowns kill!" Sam shouts. "Yeah, haven't you seen or read It?" I asked Dean. "Scary creepy stuff, man!" I said and Dean shakes his head. "Don't tell me you're scared of clowns, (y/n)." He said. "The ones that kill, yeah." I said.

"So these types of murders, they ever happen before?" Dean asked us. "Uh, according to the file, 1981, the Bunker Brothers Circus, same M.O. It happened three times, three different locales." I said as Sam hands me some of the papers. "It's weird, though, I'm mean if it is a spirit it's usually bound to a specific locale, you know, a house, or a town." Dean said.

"So how's this one moving from city to city, carnival to carnival?" Sam asked us. "Cursed object, maybe. Spirit attaches itself to something and the, uh, carnival carries it around with them." I said, shrugging, and Sam scoffs. "Great. Paranormal scavenger hunt." He said.

"Well, this case was yout idea. By the way, why is that? You were awfully quick to jump on this job." Dean said Sam. "So?" Sam said, shrugging. "It's just... not like you, that's all. I thought you were hell-bent for leather on the demon hunt." Dean said. "I don't know, I just think, this job, it's what Dad would have wanted us to do." Sam replied.

"What Dad would have wanted?" Dean asked. "Yeah. So?" Sam said, defensively. "Nothin'." Dean growls and we continued on through the night.

The squeaky minivan pulls up outside the carnival and we get out. Once we walk out, we see what appears to be detectives talking to some carnies. "Check it out. Five-oh." Dean points out and we split up and look around.

Afterwhile, I meet back up with the boys just as I see Sam staring at a three foot tall woman in a clown outfit then she moves on. "Did you get her number?" Dean asked Sam as we walked up to him and he scowls at his brother.

"More murders?" Sam asked. "Two more last night. Apparently they were ripped to shreds. And they had a little boy with them." Dean replied. "Who fingered a clown." I muttered and Dean pauses as he gives me a weird look.

"What?" I asked. "Yeah, a clown, who apparently vanished into thin air." Dean said. "Dean, you know, looking for a cursed object is like trying to find a needle in a stack of needles. They could be anything." Sam said. "Well, it's bound to give off EMF, so we'll just have to scan everything." said Dean and I scoff.

"Oh, good, that's nice and... inconspicuous." I said and Dean stares at something the points it out to us. Sam and I tur ed to see a Help Wanted sign for the circus. "I guess we'll just have to blend in." Dean said.

We walked into a tent and see man throwing knives at a target; they all land near but not quite on bulls-eye. "Excuse me, we're looking for a Mr. Cooper, have you seen him around? Dean asked the man. "What is that, some kind of joke?" The man asked, offended, as he turns around and pulls of his sunglasses to reveal he's blind.

"Oh. God, I'm, I'm sorry." Dean said, apologetically, as Sam and I glance at each other then smirk slightly. "You think I wouldn't give my eyeteeth to see Mr. Cooper? Or a sunset, or anything at all?" The man asked, angrily. Dean turns to us and said, quietly. "Wanna give me a little help here?"

"Not really." Sam said. "Nah, you got this." I said to him just as we heard footsteps behind us. "Hey man, is there a problem?" A voice asked and we turn then look down to see an extremely short man in a red cape.

"Yeah, this guy hates blind people." The blind man said as he gestures towards Dean. "No, I don't, I..." Dean stammers before the midget speaks up. "Hey buddy, what's your problem?" He asked Dean. "Nothing, it's just a little misunderstanding." Dean said and the midget gets an offended look.

"Little?! You son of a bitch!" He exclaims as Sam andni bite back out laugh. "No, no, no, no! I'm just, could somebody tell me where Mr. Cooper is? Please?" Dean pleads.

"You three picked a hell of a time to join up. Take a seat." Mr Cooper said to us after we enter the office. We look at the available chairs; two ares normal, the other is pink, with a giant clownface on it. Dean runs to the normal chair and I shake my head and gesture towards the normal chair to Sam. He nods and goes to sit down on the normal chair while I sit in the clown chair.

"We've got all kinds of local trouble." Mr Cooper said. "What do you mean?" I asked him. "Oh, a couple of folks got themselves murdered. Cops always seem to start here first. So, you three ever worked the circuit before?" Mr Cooper asked. "Yes sir, last year through Texas and Arkansas." Sam replied. "Yeah." Dean and I said.

"Doing what? Ride jockies? Butcher? ANS men?" Mr Cooper asked. "Yeah, it's, uh, little bit of everything, I guess." Sam said. "You three have never worked a show in your lives before, have you?" Mr Cooper asked. "Nope. But we really need the work. Oh, and uh, Sam here's got a thing for the bearded lady." Dean jokes and Sam glares at him.

"You see that picture? That's my daddy." Mr Cooper said as he gestures towards the picture behind him, which was ove a guy that looked exactly like him. "You look just like him." I said and Mr Cooper nodded. "He was in the business. Ran a freakshow. Till they outlawed them, most places. Apparently displaying the deformed isn't dignified. So most of the performers went from honest work to rotting in hospitals and asylums. That's progress. I guess. You see, this place, it's a refuge for outcasts. Always has been. For folks that don't fit in nowhere else. But you three? You should go to school. Find a couple of girls and a boy. Have two point five kids. Live regular." Mr Cooper said.

Dean was about to say something, but Sam leans forward, eyes serious. "Sir? We don't want to go to school. And we don't want regular. We want this." Sam said as Dean and I look at him.

"Huh." Dean and I muttered once we walked out onto the carnival grounds. "What?" Sam asked. "That whole, uh, I don't want to go back to school thing. Were you just saying that to Cooper or were you, you know, saying it? Sam?" Dean asked him. "I don't know." Sam replied, shrugging.

"You don't know? I thought that once the demon was dead and the fat lady sings that you were gonna take off, head back to Wussy State." Dean said. "I'm having second thoughts." Sam said.

"Really?" Dean and I asked. "Yeah. I think. Dad would have wanted me to stick with the job." Sam said. "Since when do you give a damn what Dad wanted? You spent half your life doing exactly what he didn't want, Sam." Dean said, angrily. "Since he died, okay? Do you have a problem with that?" Sam asked him. "Naw, I don't have a problem at all." Dean said and we continued on.

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𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚗 (𝙿𝚝 𝟷)

The only light comes from the wrapped, burning body of John Winchester. Standing behind, hands in their pockets, are Sam, Dean, and Y/N. Sam is near tears and fidgeting, Dean staring into the flames silently, Y/N looking emotionless and holding the picture John had given her.

"Before he...before, did he say anything to you? About anything?"

"No. Nothing," Dean says, without looking at him. Y/N glances at him with a sad expression.

A week later, the three are at Bobby's junkyard. Dean is underneath his car working on it, only his legs sticking out. Y/N is squatting beside him, occasionally passing him tools. The car is little more than a rusted frame, but it looks considerably less crunched than last time. Sam approaches.

"How's the car coming along?" he asks.

"Slow," Y/N replies.

"Yeah? Need any help?" Dean drops something heavy.

"What, you under a hood? I'll pass."

"I can pass you tools."

"I've got Y/N for that."

"Need anything else, then?" Dean pushes himself out from under the car and stands, Y/N following.

"Stop it, Sam," Dean says.

"Stop what?" Sam asks.

"Stop asking if we need anything, stop asking if we're okay. I'm okay. Really. I promise." Y/N nods in response, not making eye contact with Sam.

"All right, Dean, it's just... We've been at Bobby's for over a week and you haven't brought up Dad once. Neither of you have."

"You know what? You're right. Come here. I'm gonna lay my head gently on your shoulder. Maybe we can cry, hug, and maybe even slow dance."

"Dean," Y/N says, giving Dean a glare.

"Don't patronize me, Dean. Dad is dead. The Colt is gone, and it seems pretty damn likely that the demon is behind all of this, and you two are acting like nothing happened."

"What do you want us to say?"

"Say something, all right? Hell, say anything! Aren't you angry? Don't you want revenge? But all you do is sit out here all day long buried underneath this damn car." Sam looks to his sister. "Y/N, you barely even talk anymore." She looks up at him.

"Revenge, huh?" Dean says.

"Yeah."

"Sounds good. You got any leads on where the demon is? Making heads or tails of any of Dad's research? Because I sure ain't. But you know, if we do finally find it—oh. No, wait, like you said. The Colt's gone. But I'm sure you've figured out another way to kill it. We've got nothing, Sam. Nothing, okay? So, you know the only thing I can do? Is I can work on the car." Dean crouches by the car again, getting back to work while Y/N doesn't move.

"Well, we've got something, all right?" Sam pulls out a cell phone. "It's what I came by here to tell you two. This is one of Dad's old phones. Took me a while, but I cracked his voicemail code. Listen to this."

"John, it's Ellen. Again. Look, don't be stubborn, you know I can help you. Call me."

"That message is four months old."

"Dad saves that chick's message for four months?" Y/N asks.

"Yeah."

"Well, who's Ellen? Any mention of her in Dad's journal?" she continues.

"No. But I ran a trace on her phone number and I got an address."

"Ask Bobby if we can use one of his cars," Dean says.

In a beat-up, poorly maintained minivan, Dean, Y/N, and Sam pull up to the Roadhouse Saloon.

"This is humiliating. I feel like a friggin' soccer mom!" Y/N says.

"It's the only car Bobby had running." They get out of the van and start looking around. "Hello? Anybody here?"

"Hey. You bring the, uh..."

"Of course," Sam tosses something to Dean, who catches it. They open the door and go inside. The saloon is quiet except for a fly buzzing. A light bulb blows out. They go to the back and see a man passed out at the bar.

"Hey buddy?" Y/N goes over and pokes him; he doesn't do anything. "I'm guessing that isn't Ellen." Sam goes into a back room, looking around. Dean goes down the steps, then pauses as he feels the point of a gun touch his back.

"Oh god, please let that be a rifle," Dean says. Y/N turns around and the gun cocks. The owner of the gun is a young blond girl.

"No, I'm just real happy to see you." Y/N steps forward, but she gets the gun pointed at her. "Don't move." She then returns it to Dean.

"Not moving, copy that. You know, you should know something, miss. When you put a rifle on someone, you don't want to put it right against their back. Because it makes it real easy to do..." He turns fluidly, grabbing the rifle and cocking it. "That." The girl punches him in the face and takes back the rifle. Dean doubles over, clutching his nose. "Sam! Need some help in here. I can't see, I can't even see." The back door opens to reveal Sam, both hands on his head. He enters slowly.

"Sorry, Dean, Y/N, I can't right now. I'm a... little tied up." Sam nods his head, indicating the older woman behind him, who has a handgun pointing at his head.

"Sam? Dean? Y/N? Winchester?"

"Yeah," the three say in unison.

"Son of a bitch."

"Mom, you know these guys?"

"Yeah, I think these are John Winchester's kids." She lowers the gun, laughing. "Hey, I'm Ellen. This is my daughter Jo." Jo also lowers her rifle, and Dean smiles at her.

"Hey."

"You're not gonna hit me again, are you?" Minutes later, Ellen is handing a small towel filled with ice to Dean.

"Come on, Dean. You should be used to being punched," Y/N says, sniggering.

"Here you go."

"Thanks, the demon, of course. I heard he was closing in on it." Dean looks back at Y/N and Sam.

"What, was there an article in the Demon Hunters Quarterly that I missed? I mean, who, who are you? How do you know about all this?"

"Hey, I just run a saloon. But hunters have been known to pass through now and again. Including your dad, a long time ago. John was like family once," Ellen says.

"Oh yeah? How come he never mentioned you before?" Y/N asks.

"You'd have to ask him that." Y/N glances down.

"So why exactly do we need your help?"

"Hey, don't do me any favors. Look, if you don't want my help, fine. Don't let the door smack your ass on the way out. But John wouldn't have sent you if..." She stops, realizing. "He didn't send you." Dean looks down, then back at Sam and Y/N, who shakes her head. "He's all right, isn't he?" Y/N shakes her head again.

"No. No, he isn't. It was the demon, we think. It, um, it just got him before he got it, I guess," Sam says, and Y/N puts her hand on his arm.

"I'm so sorry."

"It's okay. We're all right," Y/N says, smiling reassuringly at her.

"Really? I know how close you, Y/N, and your dad were."

"Really, lady, we're fine," Dean says.

"So, look, if you can help, we could use all the help we can get," Dean looks at Sam.

"Well, we can't. But Ash will."

"Who's Ash?"

"Ash!" Ellen shouts. The man passed out on the pool table jerks awake and sits up, flailing. The Winchesters turn to look at him.

"What? It closin' time?" Ash asks, and Y/N turns around.

"That's Ash," she says, pointing at him.

"Mm-hmm. He's a genius," Jo says. A brown folder is slapped down on the bar; Sam, Y/N, and Ash are sitting at the bar, Dean is standing behind them. Jo is on the other side of the bar pouring a glass of water.

"You've gotta be kidding me, this guy's no genius. He's a Lynyrd Skynyrd roadie," Dean says, his arms crossed.

"All he needs now is a motorbike," Y/N adds.

"I like you two."

"Thanks," the twins say in unison.

"Just give him a chance." Dean sits next to Y/N and opens the folder.

"All right. This stuff's about a year's worth of our dad's work, so, uh, let's see what you make of it." Ash pulls out the papers and starts rifling through them. He shakes his head. Sam takes a drink of his water.

"Come on. This crap ain't real. There ain't nobody who can track a demon like this."

"Our dad could," Sam says.

"There are non-parametric, statistical overviews, prospects and correlations, I mean, damn! They're signs. Omens. Uh, if you can track 'em, you can track this demon. You know, like crop failures, electrical storms... You ever been struck by lightning? It ain't fun." Y/N chuckles, and Ash glances at her.

"Can you track it or not?" Sam asks.

"Yeah, with this, I think so. But it's gonna take time, uh, give me...fifty-one hours." Ash gets up to leave.

"Hey, man?" Y/N says.

"Yeah," Ash says, turning around.

"I, uh, I dig the haircut."

"All business up front, party at the back." As he leaves, Jo walks by, flirting a little with Dean. He checks her out tiredly, then gets up to follow her. Sam sees something behind the bar.

"Hey, Ellen, what is that?" he asks.

"It's a police scanner. We keep tabs on things, we..." Dean gets up and walks over to the window.

"No, no, no, no, the, um, the folder."

"Uh, I was gonna give this to a friend of mine. But take a look, if you want." She takes a folder from the wall and places it in front of Sam. It has some newspaper clippings attached to the front, and on the front, in red marker 'Couple Murdered, Child Left Alive.'

At the window, Dean sits down by Jo.

"How did your mom get into this stuff, anyway?" Dean asks.

"From my dad. He was a hunter. He passed away."

"I'm sorry."

"It was a long time ago. I was just a kid. Sorry to hear about your dad."

"Yeah. So, I guess I've got fifty-one hours to waste. Maybe tonight we should, uh..." He looks up at her. "No, you know what? Never mind."

"What?" Jo asks.

"Nothing, just, uh, wrong place, wrong time."

"You know, I thought you were gonna toss me some cheap pickup line." Dean chuckles, embarrassed. "Most hunters come through that door think they can get in my pants with some...pizza, a six-pack, and side one of Zeppelin IV."

"Well...what a bunch of scumbags."

"Not you," Jo says.

"I guess not." Jo looks at him and Dean looks down.

"Dean, come here, check this out," Y/N says. He stands up and walks over.

"Yeah?"

"A few murders, not far from here, that Ellen caught wind of. Looks to me like there might be a hunt," Sam says.

"Yeah. So?"

"So, I told her we'd check it out."

Back in the minivan, Dean is driving, Sam sitting shotgun and Y/N sitting in the middle of them. It's raining; Sam has the research open in his lap, using a flashlight to read.

"You've gotta be kidding me. A killer clown?" Dean says.

"Yeah. He left the daughter unharmed and killed the parents. Ripped them to pieces, actually."

"And this family was at some carnival that night?" Y/N asks.

"Right, right. The, uh, Cooper Carnivals."

"So how do you know we're not dealing with some psycho carnie in a clown suit?" Dean says.

"Well, the cops have no viable leads, and all the employees were tearing down shop. Alibis all around. Plus, this girl said she saw a clown vanish into thin air. Cops are saying trauma, of course."

"Well, I know what you're thinking, Sam. Why did it have to be clowns?" Dean says, looking past Y/N to Sam.

"Oh, give me a break," Dean and Y/N laugh.

"You didn't think we'd remember, did you?"

"Come on, Sammy, you still bust out crying whenever you see Ronald McDonald on the television," Y/N says, sniggering.

"Well, at least I'm not afraid of flying," Sam says, directing it towards Dean. "And I don't even know what you're afraid of."

"Planes crash!"

"And apparently clowns kill."

"So, these types of murders, they ever happen before?" Y/N asks.

"Uh, according to the file, 1981, the Bunker Brothers Circus, same M.O. It happened three times, three different locales."

"It's weird, though, I mean if it is a spirit, it's usually bound to a specific locale, you know, a house, or a town."

"So, how's this one moving from city to city, carnival to carnival?"

"Cursed object, maybe. Spirit attaches itself to something and the, uh, carnival carries it around with them," Y/N says.

"Great. Paranormal scavenger hunt."

"Well, this case was your idea. By the way, why is that? You were awfully quick to jump on this job," Dean says.

"So?"

"It's just... not like you, that's all. I thought you were hell-bent for leather on the demon hunt."

"I don't know, I just think this job, it's what Dad would have wanted us to do." Y/N glances at Sam.

"What Dad would have wanted?" she speaks.

"Yeah. So?"

"Nothin'," she gives Dean a small frown and returns to look outside. Sam keeps looking to her and the research. The squeaky minivan pulls up outside the carnival. They see what appear to be detectives talking to some carnies.

"Check it out. Five-oh." Minutes later, they head into the park. Sam stands with his hands in his pockets as a three-foot-tall woman in a clown outfit passes him. He stares at her, nervous, and she stares back before moving on. Dean and Y/N approach. "Did you get her number?" Dean asks. Sam jumps but then relaxes when he sees who it is. Sam scowls.

"More murders?"

"Two more last night. Apparently, they were ripped to shreds. And they had a little boy with them," Y/N says.

"Who fingered a clown." The twins pause, giving Sam a weird look. "What?"

"Yeah, a clown, who apparently vanished into thin air."

"Guys, you know, looking for a cursed object is like trying to find a needle in a stack of needles. They could be anything."

"Well, it's bound to give off EMF, so we'll just have to scan everything," Y/N says.

"Oh, good, that's nice and... inconspicuous." Dean sees a Help wanted...S. Cooper sign.

"I guess we'll just have to blend in."

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Anime Update V3 20

From Me To You - Watched the three episodes that wrapped up the Kurumi arc. To this day I wonder what exactly it was about Kurumi that made her the series' most hated character beyond the dumb Die For Our Ship stuff - yes, she started those rumors that gave Sawako, Ayane and Chizu such a hard time several episodes ago, but not only did nothing she did or said to Sawako directly manage to stack up in hurtfulness, but even that rumor scheme got all the holes in it pointed out here, with Ayane and Chizu rightly skewering Kurumi's competence at thinking these things through and pulling them off. Aside from that, her backstory gives her adequate reason for why she'd be so clingy about her love for Kazehaya but not bold enough to take initative and open up to him about her feelings for him, and her and Sawako have the most blatantly foe-to-friend romantic-coded "rival" relationship where they both care about each other despite knowing it's probably a risk to themselves and their romantic pursuits to do so and have some of the cutest, funniest, and heartfelt interactions, how can you not find it precious? You shouldn't even need to wait for the manga to catch Kurumi up with her character growth, this section of the story gives you plenty of reasons to love her already! I like the resolve Kurumi came to here. Good for her.

Hunter x Hunter - At long, long, long, long last, I've finished the Chimera Ants arc. All surviving Ants are moving on with their lives, including Welfin joining Hina, Bizeff, and the others to search for the never-to-be-found Gyro. Bloster, meanwhile, delivers that unnamed servant Ant to a familiar village and it turns out that all along, this Ant was not only not really mute, she's Kurt's little sister Reina who rettained her human memories, and oh God did I get choked up watching her and her mother having their big tearful reunion and seeing her bring Bloster back with her to live in that village too.: it was beautiful. And then Colt calls up Morel to reveal the startling realization that the Queen's last child that he's been taking care of is in fact the reincarnated Kite, compounding the tragedy of Gon's story since he's at death's door and hospitalized, all for pretty much nothing. Killua seeks a way to ensure the surgery goes succesfully and Gon's life can be saved, while elsewhere, just as in real life, an election season is in order, as Netero's final message to the Hunters Association beckons they select his successor the democratic way!

SHUFFLE! - Ended the series with the last two episodes. Asa's mom being a demon, making Asa a human-demon hybrid whose blood allows her to access magic powers, was absolutely not a turn I'd seen coming, but in hindsight it makes sense. Not sure how I felt about the climax of the whole thing revolving around Rin threatening suicide in order to force Asa to use her magic to save both of their lives, but the result of it was effective and ensured everything got wrapped up in a satisfying way. An alright end to an alright show.

KonoSuba - The second OVA, in which Kazuma leads his party on different high risk quests all so he can have new stories to tell to a random fangirl who keeps meeting with him at the pub, to the point where they have to fight another giant robot created by the same crazy asshole who was behind the events of the first season's finale, all just for Kazuma to learn that his fangirl could barely stomach him the whole time and was just getting paid to motivate him in quests!

K-On! - The second year of school has begun and the Light Music Club is out to get some new membership by any means necessary. And I mean any means, as they even do a publicity stunt in stupid plush animal costumes in hopes of it grabbing attention. After another successful on-stage performance, a girl named Azusa comes to their clubroom asking if she can join. You're going to end up making Season 2 all about you, aren't you? Well, at least Yui's happy!

Eureka Seven - Pulled a "Sozin's Comet" with all four final episodes of the show, which provided so many revelations, exhilerating action, powerful crescendos to all the character arcs and relationships (I'm never emotionally prepared for Dominic and Anemone in Episode 48, it is so epic and gets me every time!), and an ending that...honestly didn't make a whole lot of sense. I mean, I got the basic idea of it: the Scub Coral keep their ties to the Earth, but all of the Coralians and the new central cluster leave for the parallel universe where they'll wait until when both worlds are ready to co-exist. But the way it got executed was pretty confusing, especially since Eureka and the now Corallian Renton choose to stay on their planet, yet can't really live on the planet like people anymore, leaving everyone who knew them wondering if they'll ever see them again? The only other nitpick is what directly preceded that, where even before the existence of the putrid Astral Ocean series, the entire "humanity and Scub Coral can co-exist and help each other grow" theme is a bit undercut by Renton fucking slaughtering his way through several Coralians in order to reach Eureka. But those problematic areas were far outshone by how beautifully this whole thing came together here. Much like Nadja of Tomorrow, this is a show where the long game was well played and well worth it, and even with all the later sequels, spinoffs and imitators, it's one of a kind. Dai Sato, you will always be famous.

Air - Two episodes that set us back 1000 years prior to the story we've been watching and unveils the origin of the fabled winged girl in the sky, shown here to be named Kanna. We see her and her two companions Lady Uraha and Sir Ryūya set out on a journey to find Kanna's missing mother and avoid forces from their palace who are conspiring to lock her away in another temple. Tragically, they find her only to lose her, as she passes her ancient prayer on to Kanna before dying. When Kanna takes flight, she's caught by a curse that strikes her down, leading to her having to experience death over and over again while her mind is trapped in an endless, lonely dream. Ryūya and Uraha learn about the curse and vow to end it by having a child who will break the curse, with them implied to be Yukito's ancestors. But now that Yukito is out of the picture and Misuzu, the current incarnation of Kanna, is all alone, how will it ever work out?

AND

Sailor Moon Crystal/Infinity/Eternal/Cosmos - Yes, I watched all of this over the latter half of Summer in anticipation for when Cosmos dropped on Netflix. And I saw a subpar adaptation of a classic Shoujo action/romance manga turn into a dramatic time travel epic with far more competent adaptational choices, which then became a science ficiton/gothic horror work with more powerful storytelling and character depth and even some darker moral gray areas, and that gave way to a twisted fairy tale adventure that championed the power of love, friendship, and dreams...and then what I ended on was a straight up mythic tale with deeply personal stakes and some heavy spiritual themes! That last one is especially not what many would think of when thinking "Sailor Moon", but that's seriously where Naoko Takeuchi led her original story to! And I have mad respect for that and enjoyed the overall ride through a true Japanese legend!

Huh? Wha...what's that? Who's there? Is that..... Dewey Novak???

"August 6. That date marked officially five years that you've been putting out these Anime Update posts. And you let it slip you by. Terrible mistake, my friend! I've connected my very essence to the data collective of all of these posts! If I go, so does this post series, cut down only 20 entries into the V3 version! My life shall be the foundation upon which Anime Update ends its five year run!"

"So cry! All you like! This is the beginning of a brand new era!"

DEWEY, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-----

Oh dear. What's to become of Anime Update now? Stay tuned!

#Anime Update V3 #Anime Update

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Since Paladin was in town, Ovid grabbed him for an interview on THISAWAY IS THAT AWAY, his podcast.

In person, Paladin is strikingly tall and stolid.

Paladin's face can be described as having a strong, chiseled jawline that conveys determination and resolve. He has deep-set, intense eyes that reflect a sense of purpose and moral complexity. His brow is slightly furrowed, hinting at a continual contemplation. His features are rugged yet refined, with a hint of weathering that suggests experience and a life lived in challenging environments. A neatly trimmed lip stash adds to his rugged charm, while a calm, stoic expression often sits on his lips, embodying his inner strength and dedication to justice. Overall, his face projects both authority and vulnerability, making him a compelling figure.

His general vibe is of authority and readiness with a contemporary look, emphasizing Paladin's projected role as a modern-day protector while staying true to his core principles.

Welcome Mr. Paladin. Nice to have you here.

Paladin. My pleasure. Thanks for inviting me.

Ovid: How would you describe your self?

Paladin: I’m a man of principles, willing to do what it takes to restore justice in a lawless land."

Ovid: In a lwless land how do you determine right or wrong?

Paladin: "In a world where right and wrong often blur, I stand ready with my gun and my honor. With a gun in hand and a code in heart, I confront the darkness lurking in the shadows.

Ovid: aren't you basically a hired gun?

Paladin: I’m Paladin, a hired gun, but more importantly, a protector of the innocent. In the face of danger, I choose to wield my gun with purpose, not fear. In a world of turmoil, my gun is both a weapon and a symbol of my unwavering resolve that echoes through the canyons, a promise of justice in the night."

Ovid: You've traveled a lot haven't you?

Paladin: In the wild frontier, my name means justice—let's see how far I must go to find it, a traveler seeking truth, armed with both intellect and a Colt .45."

Ovid: after hearing Freud how do you respond?

Paladin: Every man has his demons; I’m here to face them, including my own head-on, with my gun by my side. I’m a man who understands that true strength lies in restraint. In the face of danger, I choose to wield my gun with purpose, not fear. Every choice carries weight, and every bullet tells a story."

Ovid: We often talk about the howl of the underdog. You seem to hear and respond to that call.

Paladin: That's correct. I hear the lugubrious howl load and clear. I'm a traveler through perilous paths, seeking justice with every step. In a world filled with shadows, I strive to shine a light on what’s right. I’m , prepared to challenge fate and fight for those who cannot fight for themselves in the wild frontier, I stand as a bastion of hope against the tide of despair."

OVid aren't you kind of a paid vigilante?

Paladin: I’m where the line between lawman and outlaw often blurs, but my purpose remains clear. Justice for all.

Ovid: Well Paladin thanks for your time today and last night.

Paladin: Of course Ovid. Justice and honorare message that need to be conveyed continuously and only rarely with a gun. Keep up the great work.

"I’m Paladin, here to remind the world that justice still has a voice."

"With the sun setting on a lawless town, I draw my weapon in pursuit of truth."

"I’m Paladin, a man who knows that sometimes the hardest battle is the one within."

"In a world filled with shadows, I strive to shine a light on what’s right."

"I’m Paladin, a traveler through perilous paths, seeking justice with every step."

"With my Colt at my side, I face the darkness, determined to bring forth the dawn."

"I’m Paladin, prepared to challenge fate and fight for those who cannot fight for themselves."

"In the wild frontier, I stand as a bastion of hope against the tide of despair."

"I’m Paladin, where the line between lawman and outlaw often blurs, but my purpose remains clear."

"With every encounter, I seek not just to survive, but to make a difference."

"I’m Paladin, a name that echoes through the canyons, a promise of justice in the night."

"In a world of turmoil, my gun is both a weapon and a symbol of my unwavering resolve."

"I’m Paladin, and I’m a man of principles, willing to do what it takes to restore justice in a lawless land."

"In a world where right and wrong often blur, I stand ready with my gun and my honor."

"I’m Paladin, a traveler seeking truth, armed with both intellect and a Colt .45."

"With a gun in hand and a code in heart, I confront the darkness lurking in the shadows."

"I’m Paladin, a hired gun, but more importantly, a protector of the innocent."

"In the wild frontier, my name means justice—let's see how far I must go to find it."

"I’m Paladin, and whether it’s with words or weapons, I’ll fight for what’s right."

"Every man has his demons; I’m here to face them head-on, with my gun by my side."

"I’m Paladin, a man who understands that true strength lies in restraint."

"In a land of outlaws and uncertainty, I choose the path of honor—one shot at a time."

"I’m Paladin, navigating the fine line between justice and revenge in the wild west."

"With a steady hand and a determined heart, I’m ready to confront whatever evil lies ahead."

can you give me 20 more ChatGPT Sure! Here are 20 more opening lines inspired by Paladin's style:

"I’m Paladin, a lone gunfighter in a world that often forgets the meaning of honor."

"With a quick draw and a steady aim, I seek to bring balance to a chaotic frontier."

"I’m Paladin, navigating the shadows where courage and cowardice often collide."

"In the face of danger, I choose to wield my gun with purpose, not fear."

"I’m Paladin, a guardian of the forgotten, armed with resolve and righteousness."

"With every challenge, I stand ready to defend the helpless and confront the wicked."

"I’m Paladin, where every choice carries weight, and every bullet tells a story."

"In a land where trust is scarce, my word is my bond, and my gun is my shield."