#if you are like sam what does that leave. i don’t know the vibe okay…!!!! believe me

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in my beautiful mind christine is sort of like Violetta Valéry if she did not have consumption and wasn’t pressured into breaking up with her lover….

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Let's play a little game | Ethan Landry x Reader

Summary: You get a phone call from a masked ID when you’re home alone…

Word count: 2k

Warnings: smut, fingering, p + v action, ambiguous consent, home invasion, cheating,

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You looked at your reflection in the mirror as you brushed your hair, admiring how hot your body looked in those small shorts and cami. The rumors were true, you really looked your best in your early adulthood. You posed, making sure all your curves were in a flattering angle, and sent a picture to your boyfriend. It was a bummer Chad was away in Woodsboro for the weekend when you looked that good.

After exchanging some naughty texts with Chad, you called Tara if she wanted to come over and watch horror movies. The weather had been gloomy and cold all day, which was perfect for the occasion.

‘’If you had called me two hours ago, I would be running over in my pajamas and bringing along my fuzzy blanket, but I may have gotten a call from a certain brunet from my film class and agreed to go on a date…tonight.’’ Tara covered her mouth to stifle her excitement, but you could hear it in her voice.

A smile bloomed on your lips, excited for your friend. ‘’Oh my god! He did?’’

‘’Yes.’’ On the other side of the line, Tara paused, her head full of Tyler. ‘’I’m so nervous. It’s my first date ever.’’

‘’It’ll be okay, T,’’ you reassured her. ‘’And if he turns out to be a jerk, excuse yourself to the bathroom and send me a text. I’ll call you and fake an emergency.’’

Tara promised, then hung up to finish getting ready for her date. She needed to leave before Sam got home and asked a plethora of questions. Maybe she’ll do a full search on Tyler to make sure he’s not a crazy Stab fanatic like her own ex-boyfriend.

You were about to shoot a text to Anika, but your phone rang again. This time, the caller ID was masked.

You answered with a frown.

‘’Hello?’’ a distorted male voice said.

Your frown deepened. ‘’Eh, shouldn’t I be the one saying ‘hello’?’’

‘’Who is this?’’

‘’Who are you trying to reach?’’

‘’I don’t know.’’ There was a short silence, then the man spoke again. ‘’Do you like scary movies?’’

‘’Yeah.’’ You took a body-spray from your vanity desk and spritzed a little on you, smiling when the sweet caramel scent filled the air.

‘’What’s your favorite scary movie?’’

You took a moment to think. ‘’Probably Jennifer’s Body. Does that count? It’s more of a horror comedy, but I’ve watched it a thousand times.’’

The stranger hummed. ‘’The one with the hot chick that eats her best friend’s boyfriend?’’

‘’Yes!’’

‘’Speaking of boyfriend, do you have a boyfriend?’’

‘’Why? You want to ask me out on a date?’’ you joked, fixing the pendant of your necklace that had flipped over.

‘’Maybe.’’

‘’If you want to ask someone out on a date, calling on a masked ID is not the best way. It gives off stalker vibes.’’

‘’I’m not a stalker.’’

‘’How can I know you’re not?’’

‘’If I were a stalker, I would tell you how hard my cock is just from looking at you in those pajamas.’’

You gulped uncomfortably, standing from your vanity chair and going to your window to peer through the curtains to see if anyone was outside. You were on the tenth floor. How would anyone get up there from the outside? It didn’t make sense.

But it was the only window in your bedroom…

‘’I…I’m gonna hang up. I need to take my dog out.’’

It was a lie. You didn’t have a dog, but the stranger on the other end didn’t know that.

‘’Don’t hang up on me!’’ he yelled at you.

You did anyway.

Seconds later, the phone rang again. Fuck.

‘’Why are you calling again?’’ you snapped at the caller, not bothering to check the ID. You knew it was him.

‘’To apologize, of course.’’

‘’Okay. You did. Now bye.’’ You pulled the phone away from your ear, but the man yelled at you.

‘’If you hang up again, I’ll come inside and gut you!’’

The threat was stronger and starting to scare you, but you couldn’t let him know.

‘’You’re bluffing,’’ you said, praying your voice wouldn’t falter. ‘’I’m on a high floor. You can’t get to me.’’

‘’From the outside, no. But who said I’m not already inside.’’

Fear settled in your guts as your phone buzzed with a text message. A picture. Someone in a Ghostface mask standing in your bedroom. He had a knife in his hand and you had a feeling it wasn’t a fake one.

When was this taken? And where was he now?

You searched your vanity for something to use as a weapon. There was a ton of makeup, a few perfume bottles, your hairbrush — all useless. Then your eyes fell on your manicure scissors. You used them a few nights ago to cut a thread from a shirt. They were small but pointy. It could injure your stalker.

Scissors tight in your hand, you stood from your chair and ventured to your living area. It was a very small apartment. The living room and kitchen were merged into the same room and all the lights were off. You turned the main light on, illuminating the whole room, but saw no one.

The curtains were closed. They were tall and thick enough for someone to hide behind.

Putting your fictive big-girl pants on, you walked to the window to check, but jumped and when you heard the distorted voice in your ear.

‘’Let’s play a little game. I say something and you do as I say….or else I’ll use that sharp knife on you. Got it?’’

You gulped and nodded. A part of you wanted to call the cops and signal a home invasion, but if your intruder was already inside, they would never get to you on time. Even at night, New York traffic was a nightmare.

‘’Take those little shorts off. I want to see those lacey panties you have on underneath.’’

You didn’t want to, but you reached for your small dolphin shorts anyway. You weren’t shy with your body, but getting undressed for a stranger to jerk off to you made you stomach churn. Your fingers touched your waistband, about to pull your shorts down, but stopped when you remembered you were not wearing anything under.

‘’I-I'm not wearing any.’’

‘’Don't lie to me. I can see those tiny shorts from here.’’

You looked around the room, trying to figure out where he was hiding. Your bedroom window was already out of the options. Your bed was a box and your closet and the bathroom door were shut. Where the hell was he hiding?

‘’Not the shorts,’’ you corrected. ‘’The panties.’’

‘’Naughty girl.’’

You should be disgusted, but you found yourself blushing — and slightly turned on — at the creepy stranger's words. Was it the Ghostface mask that was suddenly having this effect on you? You did feel a strange liking to the masked killers when you watched horror movies.

‘’Strip.’’

You fumbled to push your dolphin shorts down and out of the way, exposing yourself bare.

‘’Now go back to your room, get on the bed and sit against the pillows.’’

You did as told and leaned back into your pillows, but kept your knees closed. You could sense where this was going. Men loved to watch a girl touch herself. If you look at their internet history, you’ll find a ton of porn videos of women touching themselves.

He tutted you. ‘’Don't try to hide. Spread your legs. I want to see.’’

You knew you shouldn’t part your legs, but your arousal was getting stronger at every instruction. It’s like he had casted a spell on you and you were helpless to disobey him.

God, you should be disgusted with yourself. How could you be turned on by a masked intruder in a Ghostface mask asking you to strip and give him a free view of your intimate parts?

Shutting your subconscious, you parted your legs and exposed yourself, shivering when you felt the cool air of the room.

You heard a groan in your ear. ‘’That’s a beautiful pussy. Show me how wet you are for me.’’

Your free hand slid down your body and to your mound, then lower. You sighed as you reached your folds, spreading them and showing the way your lips glistened with wetness.

‘’Am I wet enough for you, Mr. Ghostface?’’ you asked into the room, sliding your finger up and down your folds a couple of times.

‘’Why don’t you stick a finger inside? Play with yourself for me.’’

A soft moan slipped from your lips as you did, your finger sliding easily. You thrusted in slowly, then out, and repeated. The pace was too slow for your personal liking, but you knew how to tease and turn on a partner. Watching a video of your fingers sinking in and out of yourself, coated with your arousal had made your boyfriend cum in his dorm bed many times.

But let’s not talk about Chad now.

You added a second finger and caught your bottom lip between your teeth when you curled them. You wish you had your pink vibrator for your clit, but your other hand was occupied holding your phone.

‘’Mmh, you’re making me so fucking hard right now.’’

‘’Are you touching yourself to the sight of me, Mr. Ghostface?’’ you asked, bringing your thumb to your clit and rubbing.

A distorted whimper came from the other side of the line. He was.

The sensations from your touches were sending fuzzy tingles from your neck to your dripping pussy, but it wasn’t enough. You needed more.

‘’Is that all you’re going to do? Are you going to just watch me fuck myself for your own pleasure like a selfish asshole…or are you going to come and fuck me?’’

The line went dead and all the lights went off, sending chills down your spine. You removed your fingers, unsure if this was part of the game or not.

‘’Hello?’’ you called into the darkness of your bedroom. ‘’Is someone there?’’

It was stupid to ask, having seen enough horror movies to know what happens to characters who ask that very question.

The light returned with a static noise and you jumped when seeing a tall Ghostface figure standing at the end of your bed, watching you intently. He pounced on your bed like a lion on his prey, grabbing you by the ankles and pulling you toward him.

A deafening scream left your throat, thinking he was going to kill you. Instead, he parted your thighs and lifted his robe, his pants already down to his thighs and his hard cock out. He wasted no time, thrusting himself between your wet folds and splitting your cunt open as you moaned out loud.

‘’You like being filled with my cock, uh? You unfaithful little whore!’’ the distorted voice said, grabbing your hips and pounding into you. ‘’Getting fucked by someone else while her boyfrined is away in California.’’

Unfortunately, you couldn't deny it. This cock felt fucking amazing.

You pushed all thoughts of Chad to the back of your head. You’ll figure this out later.

Right now, all you wanted to focus on was the man between your legs.

The sounds that rang from your throat were nothing short of obscene, mouth hanging open helplessly while he wrecked your pussy, his cock slick with the evidence of your arousal. You clawed at your sheets, your back arching from the bed from the intense pleasure filling your whole body.

Moans and grunts mixed with wheezings came from underneath the mask. Breathing must not be easy under the rubber mask. You reached out and took it off, gasping in shock when seeing who was underneath.

Ethan?!

You opened your mouth to speak, but he threw your legs over his shoulders and you cried out at the change of angle, not caring that your boyfriend’s roommate was fucking you.

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Dean Winchester Masterlist

A rebloggable Dean Winchester Masterlist for your viewing and reading pleasure. All stories are Dean Winchester x F. Reader unless otherwise stated

Authors Note: Will update this as I post more stories

Come on Tiger (823) | You convince Dean to come to bed

You’re Not Normal (College AU) (556) | The reader and Dean become friends in a weird way

Happy Father’s Day (1.2k) |It’s Father’s Day, and the reader has some news to tell Dean

One Day (1.2k) | The reader and Dean talk about their dream life away from hunting

You Don’t Mean That (Demon!Dean) (2.3k) | Sam and the reader finally find Dean and bring him back to the Bunker. Sam says not to talk to Dean before they cure him, but the reader has other plans.

I Love The Way You… (2.9k) | Dean wants to propose to you but isn’t really sure how, so he asks Sam, Jody, and Donna for help

Nightmare Cure (1.6k) | You struggle with nightmares. So Dean comes up with a way to help you.

Autumn Vibes (1.2k) | Dean creates a new recipe in honor of the fall season.

A Date with Dean: Lucky Strikes (5.8k) | Dean and you go bowling for this weeks date night. But decide to make it a little bit more interesting.

The Comforts of a Winchester (2.2k) | Having a nightmare sucks, but at least you have Dean to comfort you.

I Dream of You (1.7k) | Dean dreams of a life with you, but do you?

Pizza, Beer & Zeppelin IV (1.2k) | Dean is surprised to find out what your ideal first date is; and he’s more than happy to oblige

You Deserve Love (2k) | Sometimes Dean needs reassurance that you love him

A Small Part of You (2.3k) | Although Dean is gone, at least you’ll always have a part of him

I Love Her, That’s Why (2.2k) | Dean thought that he was doing a pretty good job at hiding his feelings for you…until Jack started asking questions.

You Make Me Happy (2.3k) | With you doing what he believes to be an incredibly reckless thing on a hunt, Dean finally realizes how much you really mean to him

Old Man (3.4k) | Dean never had a problem with the age gap between you two; not until now any way

Without Hesitation, Yes (2.6k) | After all these years, Dean finally asks you to marry him.

Spitting Image (2.8k) | You think Dean looks like one of your favorite characters. Dean on the other hand…doesn’t see the resemblance.

Come Back Home (4.5k) | After a relationship ending argument that caused you to leave the Bunker, you and Dean haven’t heard from/seen each other in over a year. Are there still sparks between you two? The better question is: Did they ever truly leave in the first place?

Daddy in a Different Way (2.5k) | A simple misunderstanding leads an older woman to believe that you and Jack are together, not you and Dean. But Dean does a “very good job” at clearing things up…But maybe not in the best way.

Pumpkin Muffins (930) | You and Dean decide to try new nicknames for each other

Days Like These (1.4k) | You and Dean decide to spend the day in while it’s raining outside.

Mutual Pining (4.3k) | Dean and you are in love with each other, and it’s obvious to everyone but the two of you

Please Don’t Leave (2k) | Dean’s lucky to have you in his life and honestly doesn’t know what he would ever do without you

New Record (1k) | Dean and you set a new record

Pillow Talk (1.2k) | A common theme of yours and Dean’s pillow talks happen to be about having that white picket fence and apple pie life

Happy Anniversary (Non-Hunters AU) (2k) | You and Dean celebrate your 18-year wedding anniversary

It’s Okay (1.8k) | Dean’s a little jealous that Sam still talks to you and not him

I Finally Get It (2.7k) | Dean thinks he looks like a character from one of your favorite slasher films. You on the other hand…don’t see the resemblance.

Genuinely Happy (506) | You and Dean enjoy a nice car ride together while you admire how genuinely happy he looks

Coming & Going (1.8k) | You want Dean to stay, but will he?

What Are We? (2.1k) | Dean and you do a lot of couple things together but yet…you’re not a couple, and you often wonder why.

Stupidest Person Alive (1.7k) | After a near death experience in which you almost lost Dean, you tell him that you can’t risk losing him again.

The Day Before (743) | Dean comforts you when you get a migraine

Once Mine (Michael!Dean) (1.3k) | Michael thinks him possessing Dean can be a win-win for the both of you

Knew You’d Come Around (Michael!Dean) (1.5k) | Michael’s happy you’ve finally come around

Comfortable? (516) | Falling asleep in Dean’s lap while he’s driving

Would You Like To… (978) | You and Dean have been dating for a few months, and now he’s trying to figure out how to ask you to move into his room

Midnight Confessions (1k) | You and Dean have a “heart-to-heart” conversation on the way to Stanford to pick up Sam

Hauled Up (1.5k) | Sam recruits you to try and convince Dean to stop hauling up in his room

When You’re Ready (1.8k) | A case hits you particularly hard and all you want to do is be alone

Never the Favorite (844) | You finally try and set the record straight

Screw Consciousness (410) | Taking a nap with Dean after a long drive

Things Overheard (2k) | Dean overhears a private conversation between you and Sam

I’ve Got Ya (162) | Dean trying to comfort you after a nightmare

Blush (389) | For the first time in your life, you can say you’ve made Dean Winchester blush

Taste (657) | Dean going down on you in the back of Baby

Under Control (2.3k) | Dean keeps reassuring you that he has everything under control in terms of the Mark. But does he really?

Not the Same (Endverse AU) (4.7k) | Part One | Part Two

Coffee Kisses (3.3k) | Part One | Part Two

Old Man / Age Gap Universe

Shiny New Toy (Demon!Dean)

Supernatural: Purgatory Masterlist | 3/? parts done

My Hero Masterlist | ¾ parts done

Dean dressing up as a cowboy for a case and using Old West style pick-up lines

Introducing Dean to phone apps

Going to karaoke night with Dean at a bar

Pretending to be married to Dean for a case

Eating Halloween candy with Dean

Being one of the only witches Dean can stand

Getting Dean the perfect birthday present

Dean still worrying about you even though you’ve broken up

Dean still answering your calls even though you’ve broken up

Finding out you’re Dean’s soulmate from Apocalypse World Michael

Wanted Posters (Incorrect Quotes)

Dating Dean Poem/Moodboard

[enchxanting]

our love is god [ethan landry] pt. 3

read part 2 here || all parts

pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader

warnings: angst, alcohol abuse, partying, slight physical altercation (v v minor)

a/n: bro this chapter is so long i literally can't help myself when it comes to angst. i promised ethan content last chapter and i will continue to deliver! also ik the formatting is weird on mobile but I cannot be bothered to fix it my b!!

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To say that the car ride is tense would be a gross understatement. It would be more apt to call it torture.

Chad hates listening to the radio when he drives, so we sit in silence. Tara lays claim to the passenger’s seat, so Anika, Mindy, and I cram into the back. It’s claustrophobic without a real middle seat, Mindy perched in the divide.

My breathing becomes shallower, but I can’t tell if it’s caused by the recycled air or the tension between Tara and me. This car ride is never going to end.

Until, miraculously, it does. Chad parks across the street from an unassuming two-story house. We pile out, and I can finally breathe again, reveling in the cool night air.

After I’ve calmed down, I chase after Tara. “Hey, Tar, wait. Can we talk?”

Her brow furrows slightly. “What, Y/N?”

“I don’t want there to be any, um, weird vibe between us tonight. I know earlier was tough, and Sam can be overbearing but she cares about you, and I…” I trail off. I can tell this isn’t working.

Tara avoids my gaze. “It’s fine, Y/N, seriously. Let’s just have fun, okay?”

I want to try again, but she turns on her heels and walks away, catching up to Chad. Nowhere else to go, I trail behind them, following their lead through a side door into the building.

There are people everywhere, way more than I was expecting for a community college party. They’re scattered throughout the first floor, arranged haphazardly in a mess of armchairs, mismatched sofas, and various surfaces that are now being used for beer pong. I look for a familiar face in the crowd, but I’ve already lost my friends.

Now alone, I decide it’s a better time than any to drink my feelings away. I reach into a nearby cooler, not caring what comes up. It’s terrible beer, but I don’t super care right now. All I want is to forget about the way Tara looked at me during her fight with Sam.

I find an empty corner and watch the crowd. Even though this is a small town, I don’t recognize many people. I see a few kids who could be in my class, people I might have forged an absence for, but no one I’ve had a real conversation with. I keep scanning the crowd until I realize who I’m really looking for: Ethan. Ethan-who-I-haven’t-actually-met-yet-Ethan. My face goes red, and I know I must look like an idiot standing in the corner and blushing to myself.

I’m distracted from my daydreams by Tara and Chad, who move into the unofficial dance floor. She’s feeling herself, clearly slightly tipsy already (I don’t know how, considering we’ve been here for all of 10 minutes). I drink some more of my beer as I watch them dance together. As she loses herself in the music, I notice how intently Chad is watching her, a shy smile creeping onto his face. I laugh quietly. How did I miss that?

Tara doesn’t seem to notice his obvious infatuation. She dances towards the cooler I pulled my beer from, finding one of her own. I watch in mixed horror and amazement as she downs half the can. I guess she wasn’t kidding about getting shitfaced, then.

I’m suddenly overcome by melancholy– not atypical when I’m kinda drunk. Tonight, though, after the mess with Tara and the long car ride, it feels shittier than usual. There are too many people here, my feet hurt from standing, and the music is too loud. I need to get the hell out of here. But Chad’s my ride, and he’s not leaving Tara anytime soon. With no other option, I head upstairs.

It takes me five tries to find a room that’s unlocked, but I eventually stumble my way into a small guest room, locking the door behind me. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths.

“Uh– sorry. I can leave?”

My eyes snap open as quickly as they shut. You’ve got to be kidding me.

Reclining on the bed is none other than Ethan fucking Landry. I can’t decide whether to thank God or curse him.

“Oh, shit, no, it’s fine, sorry– you’re good,” I say. “I just, um, just needed a quiet place to hide for a little and this room was unlocked but if you’re here already it’s chill–”

“No, no, you’re good. I was doing the same thing.” He nervously runs a hand through his curls, and it’s so endearing that my heart skips a beat. “You can, um… you could stay? I don’t mind.” He scoots over, making room for me.

I know what I’d usually do here– make a polite excuse and hide in a bathroom– but between my desperation for reprieve and the liquid courage from earlier, I feel like trying something else.

So, I join him, kicking off my shoes and sitting against the backboard. “Thanks,” I say. “I really, really need a break.”

He chuckles a little. “Don’t mention it, really. I’m Ethan.”

“Oh, I know.” Holy shit. Why the fuck did I say that?

His eyes widen a little. “Wait, really? How?”

I search for an acceptable answer. “Um, my friend Mindy said that she had American History with you. Not a lot of new kids around here besides me, especially not right after spring break, so… I looked you up?”

He smirks slightly. “Huh, stalker much?” I open my mouth to protest, but he cuts me off. “It’s okay, I, um, ‘looked you up’ too. After lunch today. Just… curious, I guess.”

We both laugh a little at this. It’s exciting to know that he’s interested in me, too. I’ve never had any guys reciprocate that kind of thing.

“So, what did you hope to find?” he asks. “What do you want to know?”

I pause. “Everything, I guess. Why’d you come here, in the middle of the year?”

“Dad got transferred. He’s a cop, a detective, but they wanted to replace him in his department. They couldn’t fire him without a bunch of legal shit involved, so they transferred him here.”

“Good fucking luck,” I laugh. “This town doesn’t have the cleanest crime record.”

“Eh, I’m used to it,” he says. “We’ve moved around all my life… Dallas, Baton Rouge, Vegas, Sacramento… Woodsboro.”

“Jesus. Who’s we?”

“My sister and I. Quinn. She’s actually the reason I’m here– she’s taking some classes during her gap year. Trying to apply to bigger colleges. I would usually never come to this sort of thing, which is why I’m, uh, hiding upstairs.

“Me either,” I say. “My friends dragged me here. Tara picked out this outfit and everything. I feel so weird.”

His eyes drift over me. “I mean… I think you look really good?”

I meet his gaze. The tension between us is suddenly real– it’s almost suffocating. All I can think about is how much I want to kiss him, and I’ve almost made up my mind to do it when I hear a commotion from down the hall.

I pull away, concerned. There’s a second of something dark on his face before it’s replaced with his typical bashful demeanor. “What do you think that was?” he asks.

As much as I want to stay here with him, something tells me I need to see what’s wrong. “I don’t know, we should go look.”

I open the door to a disturbing sight. Some guy has a visibly intoxicated Tara by the arm. Chad, Anika, and Mindy are following him as he tries to take her into one of the rooms. My heart sinks and my palms go sweaty. I feel sick– I can’t let this happen. As he walks through the hall, I get in his way. “Hey, man, let her go. She’s done for the night.”

Tara drunkenly puts her arm on my shoulder. “No, no, Y/N, it’s okay. I’m good.”

The guy sneers at me. “Yeah, dude, we’re good.”

There is no way in hell I am letting this happen. “No, ‘dude,’ we’re not good. Let her go. Trust me. You don’t want this.” I motion to my friends behind us, who all look ready to get messy.

The guy falters, muttering something sounding suspiciously similar to “whatever, bitch,” and lets Tara go. I watch him walk away before turning back to Tara. “Oh my god, Tar, are you okay? I can’t believe that.”

I expect a hug, a thank-you, or maybe just a smile. The stinging of her hand against my cheek is shocking, to say the least.

“What the fuck, Y/N?” she says. “I can’t believe you did that, you fucking embarrassed me!”

I rub my cheek. “Are you kidding, Tara? That guy was a dick, he was going to take advantage of you!”

“So fucking what?” She’s yelling now. “If I want to hook up with an asshole, that’s my decision. Or, or, if I want to argue with my sister over some dumb party, I’ll do it, and I don’t need anyone’s opinion. Don’t pretend like you know shit about me or my life, because you don’t. You think you can show up here after what happened last year and act like you know any of us that lived it, but you don’t, Y/N. You fucking don’t! So leave me alone, and stay out of my fucking business.”

I’m frozen. I don’t know if I’m feeling more hurt, angry, embarrassed, or just plain sad. For her to say those things, to, in some way, confirm my biggest fears about Woodsboro… I don’t know. I don’t know what to say or do.

But Tara doesn’t wait for me to figure it out. She stumbles away, pushing past Chad, Mindy, and Anika. The twins rush after her, presumably worried about her ability to stand straight. Anika lingers for a second, giving me a pitying look and mouthing “I’m so sorry” before running off.

Though I understand their actions (Tara is drunker than I am, more unpredictable, and more likely to get hurt) their absence still stings. My eyes well with hot tears. Everything is out of control.

I turn around to compose myself and notice Ethan standing in the doorway. “Are you okay, Y/N?” he says.

Sweet, shy, Ethan. His big brown eyes are looking straight at mine for the first time that night– it makes me shiver.

All I want is to get out of this house. Leave. With him.

So I ask him, “Do you want to get out of here?”

[slow-writer]

TMAGP Episodes 7 & 8 Reactions

That was totally my face during both episodes, I swear.

Spoilers below!

Okay, I'm freaking out on a cellular level, it feels like.

Episode 6 had the introduction of new OIAR employee, Celia Ripley, who is voiced by Lowri Ann Davies. Those of us from the TMA fandom recognize her as the voice of Lynne Hammond who later became Celia because her name was taken from her after the Change. There have been speculations on whether she is playing the same Celia (even though this is a separate universe) or if this is just a little wink from Jonny and Alex behind the scenes. But then came the next 2 episodes.

The sheer amount of lore that was dropped in these 2 episodes has the fandom REELING. So, let's get into what we've heard!!

EPISODE 7: Right off the bat, Celia not only references that the dated computer system is basically better than "wrestling with tape recorders and manila folders." This feels like a TARGETED MISSILE at the TMA fandom. But right after that, she asks if any of the spoken cases have anything in common, and if there's a way to search the cases that have common threads, like, "Oh I don’t know. Every case about being buried alive or meat or… whatever." And if that wasn't enough, she recognizes the voice that Alice calls Chester (AKA, John!).

Those statements alone have me thinking with 99.99999999% certainty that this is the SAME Celia from TMA (or at least, she's tapped into her memories in some way).

Apart from Celia, we have Hilltop being referenced in a case, which could very well mean that it's a similar situation from TMA. Very possibly a rift in space-time or whatever. Some nexus of power or something.

Then Sam received a supposedly internal email from someone called "John" that contained an address and a name. Does this mean that John is truly trapped in the computer system like we've all been theorizing? Is this his attempt at making contact and warning Sam not to follow in his footsteps? AGH!

And then we have poor Colin, driven mad by whatever's corrupting the code he's been trying to maintain, taped over his webcam, and full on refusing any electronics to enter his office (that weren't already there, and he must have clearly tampered with them so they cannot spy on him). He even attacks Sam when he pulls out his phone. That man has a lifetime subscription to Paranoia Plus, if you ask me, poor thing.

Lastly, we get confirmation that Lena at least tried to kill Klaus, but may not have succeeded, and Gwen's blackmail of her puts her in a new role of "External Liaison," whatever that may be. (Oh boy, oh boy.)

And if that wasn't enough, we have today's episode....

EPISODE 8: No preamble on this one, just straight into a case. And man, are we having fun with the whole liminal horror plus Stranger vibes in this one! But the GOOD SH*T comes after the case ends.

Poor Colin's been put on Mental Health Leave, so I'm really hoping that wasn't the last we'll 'see' of him. And the banter between Gwen and Alice has much more of an edge now that Gwen's been promoted. But!!!

Sam and Celia went off together after they ended their shifts early (ooooh), and who did they meet?

GERRY EFFING KEAY AND HIS 'GEE-GEE' GERTRUDE!!!!

And I checked, yes, they are 100% voiced by their TMA counterparts, Jon Gracey and Sue Sims (Jonny's mom).

Gertrude calls Gerry her grandson (though I'm curious if this means Gerry's actual mother is dead here too, and when Gertrude stepped in as a surrogate, or if she's actually his grandmother).

When Sam and Celia ask about the Magnus Institute, they both kind of go quiet, like they don't know what they're allowed to say or if they can trust these strangers who randomly showed up to their house. Sam reveals that he was part of their "gifted kids" program (hello, ARG info!) and saw Gerry was also listed and wanted to "swap stories." Gertrude seems to want to push them away, all protective, but Gerry just says he doesn't remember much.

Did Gertrude blow up the Magnus Institute in this universe and adopt Gerry after she found him there?!?

And finally, after Gertrude kind of rushes them out, Celia makes a deal with Sam. They agree to keep track of anything that falls under each other's mystery interests. Because she's "doing a favor for Georgie" (HFGJHFD!), she needs to look into "Weird physics stuff: time travel, other dimensions, teleportation, all that good stuff."

Was Celia sent here from the TMA dimension to do recon?!?

Anyway, there's so much more to dive into, but those are the things that are currently making my brain buzz. How has your Thursday been?

[mlobsters]

supernatural s14e4 mint condition (w. davy perez)

apparently we need a complete rundown of how ghosts work in this show in the recap, in case we've forgotten!

think my best chance at an episode that doesn't drive me up a wall is a monster of the week. let's go, davy

DEAN Oh, wow. SAM What? [DEAN touches his own cheek.] SAM Oh. Yes, I shaved. DEAN I mean, it’s so smooth. It’s like a dolphin’s belly. SAM Yeah, yeah.

ah yes, 5 o'clock shadow stubble, so smooth :p *scritch scritch*

SAM Hey uh, I wanted to check up on you. You doing okay? I mean you haven’t really come out of your room in almost a week. DEAN Well, since when is okay part of this job, huh? Yeah, Cas is you know, showing Jack the ropes and Dark Kaia and her spear are in the wind and we have no clue where Michael is or what he’s up to. And not that I’m complaining, but the house is full of strangers, so.

i would 1000% be complaining. i need my space and routines and ... not other people :p see: heebie jeebies

DEAN Thundercats? Seriously? SAM Yeah. But I mean, you’ve got your pizza, at least eight more of these movies so I’ll just leave you to it and I’ll get one of the other guys… DEAN (getting up off the bed) Oh, hell no, hell no. No, Panthro, that’s mine.

very cute, i will take it, please and thank you. sam finding a case that would actually help dean work out some of the post-michael funk, as opposed to whatever that previous mess of an episode was :p sam knows how to take care of dean too

DEAN Still not a fan of Halloween, huh?

dean's smiling already (at sam's expense, but hey he's basically offering)

DEAN Soft, delicate features, luxurious hair. She’s like your wonder twin.

listen, if anyone has soft delicate features; it's you, dean-o

so one notable thing for me personally is like. they're doing the thing were dean is super excited about something (like wrestling, cowboys, etc) but i'm not feeling the secondhand embarrassment? like it's not so over the top childish? it's just more standard fannish excitement? which is surprising and nice. we'll see if it holds :p (the pocket protector and dean's glasses below though push it pretty hard into costume)

SAM MIRL – Meet in real life. DEAN Why do you know what that means?

they're just dropping all sorts of little silly slice of life tidbits here. though i admit to having a hard time seeing our sam chatting people up online

DEAN So seriously, what is your deal with Halloween? SAM I don’t like it. DEAN Yeah, but why don’t you like it, hm? And don’t give me that like, ‘well every day is Halloween for us’ crap, okay? Because one: it ain’t, we don’t eat that much candy, two: you’ve had this hate on for years. So?

dean asking the good questions

smooth

geeking out over their favorite horror movies together, this is nice. little bonding over using it for escapism

DIRK and DEAN “… mechanic David Yaeger comes back every year on the day after Halloween. On All Saints Day Hatchet Man takes his revenge.” DIRK You really know your ASD. DEAN Ah well, growing up it was a… it was always nice to check out once in a while. I like to watch movies where I know the bad guy is going to lose.

predictable endings and the effect is multiplied when you've already seen it. no surprises, does something for the brain

little 80s horror / stranger things vibe with the music (man that title sequence for stranger things is so good). christopher lennertz and tim wynn on the music this episode

it's cute how they're intercutting their fake horror movie, security guards watching said movie and the stuff happening in the hospital mirroring the events. worked well

SAMANTHA Where did you learn how to do this? SAM I had a messed up childhood.

heard.

okay so i had to give them credit for how they were doing the cuts with the fake movie, and then they had to do too much showing the fake trailer for the fake movie for no reason :p if they wanted to show the slasher guy's backstory, they shoulda worked it in the other handful of times they showed us clips from the fake movie

DEAN Thanks man. You uh, you got me out here because you needed to get me out of my funk and give me a win and you did. So, thanks. SAM I’ve got to admit it didn’t go exactly like I thought it would. DEAN Hey man, I just went toe-to-toe with David freaking Yaeger. That was awesome! SAM Yeah, it wasn’t really… DEAN Don’t ruin this for me. SAM Hey Dean, when we get back to the bunker, man you’ve got to stop hiding out in your room. DEAN I’m not hiding out. SAM And I get why you’re doing it, I do but what happened with Michael… You said yes for me, for Jack, for your family. You did the right thing. What happened after, just because Michael was wearing your face doesn’t mean any of this is on you. I don’t blame you, no one blames you. You’ve got to try and stop blaming yourself. Please. DEAN I’m never going to get over it, okay? I’m just not. But you’re right; I’m not doing anybody any good by just staying cooped up in my room so, whatever you need. I’m there. Alright Chief.

think you probably will, dean. but anyway, good job, sammy!

DEAN Okay seriously, why? Why do you hate Halloween? What is it, was it the time I, I ate all your Halloween candy?

SAM No. DEAN Was it something that Dad did? SAM No dude, you don’t want to know. DEAN No I really do, really. What? SAM Alright, you remember Andrea Howell? DEAN …no? SAM When I was in sixth grade we were living in Bismarck and I had a huge crush on her. DEAN Aw, that’s adorable. Continue. SAM So, she invited me to her Halloween party. I said yes and I went over and at first everything was great, um, and then we started to play games. DEAN Spin the bottle. SAM Bobbing for apples. Like I said, I had a crush so the entire night my stomach was in knots and when it was my turn I bent down and… DEAN No. SAM …hurled, everywhere. Lunch, dinner it all came up, on Andrea mostly. People ran and screamed and it was so bad. DEAN Ah that’s great. SAM I ended up hiding out in the woods till you finally came and got me. DEAN So that’s why you hate Halloween.

aw, baby sam. there's something refreshing though of him having just regular kid traumatic experiences. finally it's not because of gross child neglect or being raised as a child soldier :p

DEAN Oh come on man you’ve got to deal with that, that’s I mean… Alright this is what we’re going to do, next year we’re doing Halloween right okay? I’m thinking matching outfits like uh, Batman and Robin. SAM No. DEAN Bert and Ernie. SAM No. DEAN That’s weird. SAM Yes. DEAN Uh, Rocky and Bullwinkle. SAM Dean… DEAN Shaggy and Scooby! SAM Why would we? DEAN Turner and Hooch. Ren and Stimpy. SAM Come on now. DEAN Thelma and Louise. SAM Thelma and…? DEAN We just put it in drive and go.

very silly and sweet. i vaguely recall dressing up as geena davis in middle school, but because of a league of their own :p would be a few years yet before i could watch thelma & louise

pleasantly surprised by that episode. monster of the week with fannish stuff that didn't go into making fun, didn't even bitch about the music! i will take it

[jadelotusflower]

Stargate rewatch: 1x14 Singularity

lol, we just love to go to other planets and putting up signs announcing our presence.

Daniel sneezes! So we haven’t forgotten his allergies entirely.

Throughout the show, each member of SG-1 will get at least one Emotional Support Child. This is Sam’s.

However Teal’c is the first contact with Cassandra as he’s sans hazmat suit - I love how gentle he is with her. We only got a glimpse of him with Rya’c in a tense situation, this gives us a better idea of what he’s like as a father.

We know from Cold Lazarus that Sam is an Aunt, and she does have a sweet Auntie vibe in the scenes with Casandra which becomes more maternal as the episode progresses.

I think this is the first time the element the Stargate is made from is identified as naquadah.

Daniel isn’t wearing his glasses in the briefing - I wonder if Michael Shanks got sick of wearing them all the time or the director didn’t want to bother trying to avoid the lights reflecting in them. Perhaps both.

This time it was Mario Azzopardi, who also directed the pilot and several other season 1 episodes.

Not an issue here, since the reflection comes from an onscreen light source.

I do love these kind of shots!

Oh hey, head of surgery Dr Warner is back, nice continuity.

Daniel also had a coffee cup - I don’t know if this is the first one in a while or if I’ve just been forgetting to look.

It’s another episode on the heels of Hathor where Sam is The Girl, but much more successful as there’s actually some character work going on.

Daniel outside reading a book waiting for Sam is very sweet, but he uses a piece of paper to mark his place instead of a bookmark like an absolute savage.

Sam: “I just - I want to do this” Daniel: “Okay. But I guess what I’m saying is that you don’t have to do this alone.” Their friendship!

The first season is full of randos in the briefing room.

Our first mention of Nirrti, although identified as male by Teal’c - whether he was wrong or at one point Nirrti had a male host is undetermined.

Nirrta is a Hindu deity that is either male or female depending on the scripture. The name is derived from the Sanskrit Nirrti which means decay, and is probably why they were chosen for this episode.

Sam feeling she needs to be detached because of her military training 🥺

What was that post about traditional tv framing having everyone stand unrealistically close to fit into smaller screens? Exhibit A right here.

“In fact the decision is quite easy - the consequences are what’s difficult.” Great Hammond line.

Gut wrenching performance by Amanda Tapping. Also Katie Stuart as Cassandra - she knows exactly what’s happening when Sam leaves her in the bunker, red tag of death still attached to her clothes.

Sam guesses that the bomb isn’t going to go off, but ultimately she goes back down because she made a promise to Casandra not to leave her, and couldn’t live with herself if she broke it.

In Thor's Hammer, Daniel asked Sam if she'd ever had a feeling that made no logical sense but turned out to be right - this isn't quite that since Sam did have a reason to believe the bomb wouldn't go off, but this the start of Sam starting to trust her instinct and made big logical leaps that inexplicably pay off.

This will get her into trouble later on as risks don’t always pay off, but will also allow her to make incredible achievements and snap victory from the jaws of defeat more than once.

Compare Sam in CotG, skeptical of Daniel's claim that the Stargate was part of a network because they’d run permutations with no result, to here where she has an idea but trusts her gut that it’s right, not necessarily the evidence.

Cassandra’s cover story about being from Toronto is funny seeing as the Stargate universe is basically Space Canada.

My last three brain cells.

[fuzzyflowers22]

SPN Rewatch

“Bloodlust”

Okay…I do think Dean and Gordon are flirting but like…only low key.

Also Sam like.. you hunt vampires. You decapitate vampires. You came here to kill monsters. And now…you don’t want to? Or you just want to judge? Sam has killed a LOT of monsters. And I’m talking about early in this episode when they first save Gordon. At this point Sam has no reason to dislike him other than that it seems like Gordon likes dean more.

Sam you seem super homophobic right now.

In a “he’s trying to steal my brother because I cannot comprehend the idea of gay people” kinda way.

He’s acting very “if I’m not the center of attention then clearly this person is evil”

That is actually a very sad story Dean. Being 16 and thinking about how fucked up your life is to the point where you give up on having a normal one. Also I don’t really think he was gonna say embrace the life. Either way it’s fucked up.

Seriously like…we know what’s gonna happen. But Sam has no reason to suspect Gordon. WE know what he’s gonna do. But Sam doesn’t. So why tf is Sam so against him?

mayhaps racism.

Dean using Sam as a scapegoat there because we know he’s thinking about Johns orders to kill Sam. How his life it NOT black and white no matter how much he might wish it was.

I’m sorry but it’s hard not to laugh when Sam says Gordon’s filling up deans hole. 😂😂😂

Also does Gordon really seem like a John substitute? I didn’t get those vibes at all? To me him and dean feel like dean needing someone to vent to. But that’s pretty much it.

Interesting note at the beginning about how John never told them about other hunters. It’s really weird because why wouldn’t he? Why would John leave them in the dark about hunting culture and connections and shit?

I like how this episode introduces the concept that the supernatural world can be more than just hunters and hunted. I especially like how that concept is used in the winchesters.

Ah. Okay so Gordon’s purpose is to scare dean. He is what Dean could be. What he doesn’t want to be. Someone who kills their sibling when they become a monster.

People always try to divide dean with shit like “you’re a killer” “you’re a demon freak” etc. etc. but the real divide is that dean is funny. And Sam is not.

It was very satisfying to watch dean punch Sam in the face.

Sam keeps ruining perfect opportunities to actually talk about the shit John did. Like, here is Dean bringing up a real true flaw in John and how it affects their lives and their past and Sam is just fucking going “he did the best he could” like wtf Sam?!

Sam always complains about dean bottling shit up but here he is trying to talk and Sam is a fucking John apologist who doesn’t give any fucking real advice just some “but you didn’t do it” shit!

[bryan360]

Here’s my note before I’ll get started….

(DON’T YOU EVER COPY FROM MINE OR MY FRIEND’S WORK, CHARACTERS, AND STUFF IF ONE OF YOU ARE IMPOSTERS WHO HAD HABITS OF PLAGIARISM! I WILL BLOCK YOU FROM MY BLOG IF I SEE YOUR POST WITH MINE OR MY FRIEND’S ORIGINAL WORK BEING EDITED ALL OVER! I’LL EVEN SHARE IT ONTO MY BLOG SO IF EVERYONE WILL SEE THAT YOU TRYING TO COPY MINE OR MY FRIEND’S THINGS FOR NO GOOD REASON WHATSOEVER! That will be all….I mean it.)

What’s up to my good friends and OCs alike? It’s finally time for a very 🎄🎅🏻Merry Christmas of 2022 something to give; including at DA that I posted in the morning. Link Here

Now that’s settled though, it time I’ve promised to one of my closest friends after making such Christmas gifts to their beloved OCs. Thankfully one of my OCs got them delivered just in time for the holidays, but hoping this is far I’m going for of making it through. What that being said, let’s get started for the Speedster family as giving by the Rabbits family and Mikey.

🐰🖌Maxwell: For Spot and Riya, an each Nintendo Switch OLED systems for the first time you two earned. This is our idea after knowing your creator friend really hopes if he can get his own system.

🐰👊💥May: We know about that it’ll be a cost a lot to afford, but we actually did save a lot of money to order online….with our mom and dad’s help though. Hope you two enjoying your system, but make sure to take care of it.

🐰🎤Windy: Same goes for their parents as we giving their gifts as well. Don’t leave them hanging as I giving Rita her VR headset. That’s right, a VR headset that I originally saved it from few years ago than you think. You luckily that we still had some money to afford two Switch system this year.

🐰📚🍌Scottie: Not bad thinking, honey. As for mine when giving to Bonn though, it’s actually my DK boxing gloves that I previously own during school years. I do like this gloves as much for a video game fan, but I think it’ll fits on him when doing boxing practices. Hope he can take care of them.

🦊⚽️Sam: It’s okay, dad. At least giving your gift is better than to buying a new one sometimes. However me and Brown had something for Murukir and Cude to give.

🥜Brown: We went to a plushie store not while back if there any dolls for them to enjoy. So here they are holding Mario and Chowder plushies. Hope this is something to take care as well and during sleep time. It happens where I snuggle things. (In thoughts: with my tail at least.)

🐱Mikey: Cool, man. Though what they wanted really want to have; while snuggling around is have them to listen through chill vibes music. Thankfully for Miya that I’ve picked up ordered Brookstone Cat Ear Headphones. Same way from our creator friend if you remember back in 2017, but had some problems that show its age. Let’s see if her own headphones can hold it up well.

🐰🖌Maxwell: Mhm. Now as a continuation on giving gifts is Baco and his hamburger pillow; because why not? At least knowing he likes hamburgers, right? However is saving for Shadow R and Lisa that me and Emme can agree on….if it’s alright. 😅

🦌🌻Emme: Sure does! Thought that we can give away our clothes to them like the way you’ve do with your Speedster friends and so on. There’s plenty more inside their boxes to open up, but we would’ve brought our A/W clothes if I would to reveal mine. I’ll remember that the next time I can give you guys. It’s a promise. 👍

🐰🖌Maxwell: Mhm. And finally goes for Alex (his OCself) and Sammir when giving away a PS5 from Jumbo and a soccer ball from Sam.

🐘🎮🧹Jumbo: That’s right; especially after working hard with my dad when getting such earnings. Though in Christmas time, I thought it’ll be okay if giving one of our friends as much I was. No worries. 👍

🦊⚽️Sam: Good for you, then. Hope he understand after receiving his gift from yours. As for mine is having our next HTF friend playing his soccer ball that themed colored of a Kickety-Kick Ball. Hope he like this gift I got for him; especially for being a “Wow! Wow! Wubbzy!” fan.

Looks like that all the gifts giving to our friends we’ve work hard saving and spending. Here’s to our closest creator friends have a good festive day of Christmas this year. However you may wait for a bit of revealing my own gifts because it didn’t arrived just yet. Sorry if it takes time after convincing my mom which gifts I’m getting this year. Hope everyone understand. Anyways, have a good Christmas Day of 2022 and ahead for new year!

The Speedster Family, Cude, and Murukir created by my P-Pal; @murumokirby360

Shadow R created by @carmenramcat

Lisa created by LadyFeliz (formerly known as LisaDots123)

Alex (his OCself) and Baco created by @alexander1301

Sammir created by @rafacaz4lisam2k4

[watchingspnagain]

Rewatching Metamorphosis

Welcome to “I swear to Chuck, Dean Winchester, if you say Man Pig one more time…: A Supernatural Rewatch Blog” with Lor and Mace!

   Up today, s4e4: Metamorphosis.

 In the suburbs, a married man is becoming insatiable for meat. And maybe… human flesh? He’s scaring the bejesus out of his wife (and himself), but when two incredibly handsome young men clad in flannel show up and tell him it’s because he’s a monster, he’s not buying it. (Always believe handsome young men in flannel when they tell you you’re a monster.) Turns out the dude can NOT become a full-on monster as long as he refrains from eating human flesh. Once he does, there’s no going back. But the boys are divided on whether he can be saved—Sam argues that he’ll be able to control himself and be fine; Dean is sure he is doomed to be a monster. This, of course, echoes their positions on what’s going on with Sam and Ruby and how they each feel about THAT. The episode’s climax involves a lot of ew and gross and an old hunter friend of John’s being awful. And our boys… are FRAUGHT.

  Below is a log of our real-time reactions as we watched. Remember that there may be spoilers for any part of SPN’s 15-season run here. Note also that the nature of our conversation is adult and thus it may contain adult language and themes.

 [and we begin:]

  Mace:

 Interesting. I don’t think Sam gets objectified like this often (“slutting around”)

  Lor:

 no, I don't think he does

 oh Dean

I FORGOT that he finds out by spying

  Mace:

 yeah

Lor:

 "is that Ruby?" and the LOOK

  Mace:

 right?!

  Lor:

 oh he's maaaaad

they are so FRAUGHT

  Mace:

 he really is

  Lor:

 ooo Sammy's wearing one of his BEST shirts

  Mace:

 HE IS

  oh Dean, you don’t wanna leave

HEY NOW, LAY OFF MY STRINGBEAN

  Lor:

 oh Dean, that's it, cycle that violence

  Mace:

 YEP

  Lor:

 OH! Sam's being influenced by Ruby BUT Dean's being influenced by Cas. and they both CAN be influenced bc something in there lets them be, but I never picked up on the parallel before

  Mace:

 YEP

  Lor:

 I feel a little dumb right now. like, it's RIGHT THERE

  Mace:

 snork

  Lor:

 but Cas is definitely not a love interest for Dean. definitely not

  Mace:

 NOPE DEFINITELY NOT

JUST FRIENDS

  Lor:

 only bros

  Mace:

 we don’t need to discuss how there’s 1000% more sexual tension in the scenes between Cas and Dean than Ruby and Sam...

  Lor:

 lol nope

 not beat down after five or six years of marriage to JOHN

  Mace:

 and the fact that Sam and Ruby are married in real life now so there must have been actual tension between them but still Misha and Jensen provoke more sexy vibes…

 HAHAHAHA

  Lor:

 RIGHT?

I was just trying to figure out how to say something very similar

  Mace:

 HA

  Lor:

 "weird with crazy on top"

 dude, have a string cheese. this is what they are FOR

  Mace:

 YEP

 HAHAHAHAHA

 this one is just kinda gross

  Lor:

 yeah

 WOULD HE? or would he find something to criticize

  Mace:

 enough with the pointed snark, Dean

 oh he would totally criticize

  Lor:

 "is that made up? that sounds made up"

  yeah, Dean is passive aggressiving today

  Mace:

 LONG PIG

EW

  Lor:

 LOL

I love that it's Sam who knows what it means, not Dean

  Mace:

 yeah, that doesn’t seem right somehow

  Lor:

 yeah

I suspect it was sloppy, but I kind of like the against-type of it

  Mace:

 yeah

  Lor:

 so props for calling the jerk out but points off for the fatphobia

  Mace:

 yep

i do love that they do things to make the ‘bad’ guy sympathetic

  Lor:

 YES

  Mace:

 SAM SAID LORE EVERYBODY DRINK

  Lor:

 LOLOLOLOLOLOL

 ooof Dean, people pleasing and managing the people/conversation

  Mace:

 YEP

 okay so here we have Dean on the side of black-and-white and Sam on the side of greys

  Lor:

 Travis, you dick, YES they have not eaten in days, you KNEW their dad, you jerk

 yep

  Mace:

 we should keep score on these because I think I remember they flipflop several times throughout the show

  Lor:

 oh yeah, they definitely do

  ooo, retrograde marital dynamics

fun

  Mace:

 HA yeah

 um, WHOSE emotions are getting in the way, Dean?

  Lor:

 I think they flip on the grey thing depending on what's going on with them. Sam wants monsters to be okay sometimes bc he's afraid he's kind of one. Dean wants it to be black and white bc he wants Sam to just STOP using his powers. you'd think they'd learn at some point though

  RIGHT?

  Mace:

 yeah

  Lor:

 Dean can never resist upset Sammy

  "hungry hungry hippos levels" DEAN

  Mace:

 I wonder if part of why Dean’s panties are so bunched about all this is that he has always felt wrong/inadequate/not-enough (thanks to John) and so he tries to protect Sam and keep him normal

 HAHAHA

  Mace:

 STOP. SAYING. MAN. PIG. DEAN.

  Lor:

 oh YES

 LOL

  Mace:

 he feels like he’s failing Sammy so he’s angry at himself and taking that out on Sam

  Lor:

 YES

  DEAN. stop being a little shit! NO PIE

  Mace:

 Come on, we all know you’d give in in a heartbeat and give him pie

  Lor:

 ....

yeah, it's true

I can't even pretend it's not true anymore

he's just little and he's never done anything wrong

  Mace:

 HAAAAHAHAHA

  “we should go” “yeah"

 HAHAHAHA

  Lor:

 "we're here to save you! i guess"

  Mace:

 BOYS

  Lor:

 HAHAHAHAHA

  so he only wants to eat women?

  Mace:

 well, eating men would be kind gay

  Lor:

 it feels like there's a sexual component here they are not addressing

  Mace:

 HAHAHA

  Lor:

 HA! and no one would want THAT. not on the Man Show

  Mace:

 nope

 OH DAMN I forgot about this part

  Lor:

 so not that all options here aren't awful, but Travis is aware you can... not have a child without killing the woman?

  Mace:

 that wouldn’t be the Christian thing to do, though, now would it

  Lor:

 splutters in 2023

  Mace:

 HAAAAAHAHAHA

  oh Travis is dead. how tragic.

  Lor:

 yes, I weep

  OMG LOCK YOUR CAR WHEN YOU LEAVE IT ON THE STREET

  Mace:

 SNORK

  Lor:

 correct, Sammy

  Mace:

 YES

 ew.

  Lor:

 yeah

  omg stop hitting Sammy in the head!

  Mace:

 omg STOP HITTING SAM IN THE HEAD

  Mace:

 HAHAHAHA

  Lor:

 HAAAAHAHAHAHA

  Mace:

 my Bean’s gonna have the brain damage

  Lor:

 seriously

  look. when the Winchesters show up and tell you to do something, you do it. that's how you don't end up a monster who can't see your family.

  Mace:

 ayup

 for the life of me I can’t understand how anyone could say no to either of them

  Lor:

 interesting choice to have Dean lying down like this for this scene

  RIGHT?

  Mace:

 well if they didn’t then he’s have burned the dude without chatting first

  Lor:

 it's definitely not as sexual assaulty as somethings they do to him, but

  Mace:

 and they needed Sammy to have his little existential crisis talk first

  Lor:

 well, he could be unconscious in a chair or something

  Mace:

 mmm

  Lor:

 LYING

  Mace:

 YEP

  Lor:

 oh boys

  Mace:

 yeah

[wench-and-jezebel]

NCIS Reaction: Seadog

Wench (@scripted-downfall) reacts [with (maybe) occasional asides by Jezebel (@typicalopposite)]

Love this song [Same :)]

Rude.  They turned it off [So very! ☹️]

Rude apathetic person suddenly got way less apathetic

Dude, no shit, they probably fell off the boat when they got shot

Actually watching the intro this time… Heya, Tony.  Abby continues to be adorable.  (Yes, I know we've seen that scene but shhh)  [I always liked it]

Weatherly looks so different without the glasses

YES.  AVOID THE SEMINARS

Being rude to Tony againnnn :(

He's so happyyyyyyy

Buddy, just call shotgun earlier.  It's called being quick on the... draw.  HAH.  Hah.  Get it?  Do… Jezebel, do you get it?  [*silence*]

Dude, Tony was doing something alskdjf  Leave him be

Oh, we've got the obligatory scold-the-local-law-enforcement-officer scene. (To be clear... I get the point but also.  So strategically unwise.  They kinda need the locals’ assistance, and that’s a quick way to get booted off the case, I’m about 99% sure.)

laksjdf Not Tony flirting with the reporter to get her number

[Ducky you savage] !!!

All the under-his-breath asides about that cop alkdsjf

I love Ducky's hat

And we've got cash

If they do not stop being jerks to Tony-

Mary Celeste?  Ghost Ship-vibes

That wasn't the point, Kate, don't be obtuse.  [☠️☠️☠️]

I appreciate characters who compulsively fiddle --- so much like me, fr --- so Tony's flipping the pen is great

Poor Ducky

alskdfjalkdsjf Duckyyyyyy [I love himmmmm]

Oh no not the anti-drug programme.  I swear, people running anti-drug-programmes in these shows always get mixed up in actual drugs, and are usually innocent

"You five-0, ain't you?"  Wrong show, actually :)

Man legit just climbed the fence

Leave.  Tony.  Alone.  Plz.

"Untied States" alksdjfalksdfj  Whoops

Gibbs, I recognize that you think you're hot shit, but you don't have to be an ass to everyone [😂😂😂😂]

ABBY SIGNS!!! YOU'RE AWESOME, MY DEAR!  [YESSSS]

Her hair's more lab-accurate this time

Poor Tony :(

I love the name Jethro, it must be said

Reporter chick's not wrong

Poor Tonyyyyyy

HE'S LEARNING SIGNNNNN (...ish)

– – –

Be proud of me: I actually remembered the midpoint reaction!  Woot woot!

I continue to enjoy the show…  Not a fixation-worthy enjoyment yet, but I like it.  Abby and Tony are still head-and-shoulders above the rest; then Ducky.  Kate kinda annoys me, and, tbh, so does Gibbs.  Writing has been decent --- yards better than CSI, which I regret knowing --- and acting's been decent (as far as I noticed)... Plotlines haven't been bad.  Again, there's some iffy writing in terms of the actual cases --- I'm looking at you, parachute-death-last-episode --- but I haven't noticed any quite yet this episode.

Tony continues to be picked on more than is deserved.  (You know, I might be fine with this if it were more evenly shared, but --- like with Alec in Dark Angel --- it's mainly just reserved for Tony.  Maybe even more so, since there was at least Sketchy to share the picking-on in DA, but there's no one else here.  [Once McGee is on it’s kind of a someone picks on Tony Tony picks on McGee situation]  See, now that’s not bad!  At least it's-  I legit almost wrote consensual, but I *meant* mutual.  Although, technically, ig, it’s both.  [And it’s hilarious because once Ziva comes on McGee tries to do the same to her but she’s just like no]  Oh nooooo.  Guess I’ll see that when it happens.  Love triangle, perhaps?  I kid, I kid.  Unless…?

Also, Kate and Gibbs both come across as very... I'll say self-confident, but that's putting it nicely.  More like arrogant.  They've got the same "I know what I'm doing" mentality that annoys the crap out of me in Max (DA), Sam (SPN), et al.  And Gibbs has that whole I-don't-have-to-explain-myself-ever-because-I'm-hot-shit enigmatic thing working, and that always pisses me off too; like, just fricking talk, okay???? You've got a team; just freaking use it!

Aight… grabbing water and then continuing.  (See, look, I don’t just drink coffee!)

– – – 

Ya girl’s being healthy and fetched an actual dinner too, which is truly shocking… but now I’m ready, so!  Onward we go!

Rolly tray

Y'all didn't have to do the reverse-Miranda-rights like that but, also, kudos to Tony for the sarcasm in the process

Once again; talk to your fricking teammmm

Tony, Tony, Tony... Your sarcasm is gonna get you in trouble soon

^x2

GIBBS IS SITTING ON THE AUTOPSY TABLE AGAIN.  (That cannot be sterile)

I can't tell if those two are helping each other or tearing their business down; it might well be both

Puppy!!!

Okay, I swear, now they're comparing Alec-character to dogs again; whyyyy

They made the same joke in Dark Angel.  Twice [☠️😂]

[☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️  The whine.  THE WHINE ☠️☠️☠️ Poor dog]

[Pew pew pew]

STOP WITH THE DOG COMPARISON, HOLY HELL  [He (Tony) looked up]  I’m sorry, but what does it say about how you treat your coworkers/subordinates that they’ll answer to dog whistles.  This is worse than DW!Mickey and K-9  :(

Poor Tony lkajsdf

Poor Tony (again) not getting to interview the girls :(  aksjdflkasjdf :)

Not the “low on testosterone or gay” plz

TONY GETS TO INTERVIEW THE GIRLS

Oh, the feeb’s being an asshole too

WHY IS THIS THE SECOND OF THREE EPISODES CONCERNED WITH TERRORISM!  WHAT IS THIS, 24?!?!  [A lot are I think.. it’s a military show ☠️]  Yeah, well, it’s not a counter-terrorism show!!!

That was President Logan!!!  His actor always plays sketchy people, but I love him anyway, ngl

“Chutzpah” is such a good word

IS THAT BELLE?!!?  OH MY GOD, IS THAT BELLE?!?!?  IT IS!!!  OH MY FRIGGING GOD, EMILIE MY BELOVED!!! 

[I love the accent]  ikr.  My sister hates Australian accents, but idk why

idk if that guy was hugging or injured, ngl

Tony's flirting actually worked!  I had no doubt; serves them right for giving him shit about it!

Ngl, this whole conversation is just Tony’s version of Alec-vs-Max: “I’m thinking.”  “You’re talking.”  “I can do both!”  “I doubt that.”

Go on, Tony, show 'em up for their doubts

Abbyyyyyy

Kate's annoying  [Fun fact she’s blonde. She had to dye her hair EVERY DAY]  Dedication from the actress changes nothing about my (current) dislike for the character alskdjf

"You're holding out on us!  That is not nice!"  Abby, my beloved

(scandalized): TONY

(scandalized): ABBY

Match made in... well, maybe not Heaven, but-

Y’all, can we stop the annoying teasing-about-relationships-and-flirting stuff?  This is going on too long to be not-serious, and it’s annoying.

I. I think we might have found a show that has more terrorist activity than 24.  And that’s centered around the Counter-Terrorism Unit.  What the bloody hell.  [😂😂😂😂]

Kate’s still being annoying

"He could just be doing his job"  Yeah, the gun really sells that.  Definitely just your ordinary power guy.

"Phone's got detonators"  I'm shocked.  It's almost like the plan was to detonate stuff.

The lights are on!!!  Hell yeah!!!

Okay, but that background noise *cannot* be good for that recording

Y'all are a bit.  Close.  Wanna... take a step back there?

Whoa, first names.  Is that allowed???

Isn't this the second time he's been picked up by this chick?

Thus is it finished!

– – –

Aside from the probably-excessive number of terrorist attacks — literally, I’ve seen three episodes, and this is the second one with a terrorist connection — I’m still enjoying it!  Tbh, my opinion hasn’t much changed from the midpoint, so I don’t know what to add… I would say that the episode kinda… spiraled?  Like, we were still on drug-running as of after halfway through the episode, and it suddenly became a 24 episode?  Then somehow got resolved really quickly?  But, pacing issues aside, it wasn’t bad!  And that’s basically the only opinion shift from halfway through, so.  There ya go!

‘Til next time!

[hahahahahangst]

All that jazz (Be The Young 4)

GIANT TW which will be valid for each episode for suicidal thoughts, self-h*rm, violence, cursing, relatives dying, mentions of s*x, s*xual assault

All chapter titles are song titles, some of them translated from Italian songs. We start from the first season and make out way through the series. I will break canon (mostly from the S2 finale) but will try to get back into it for the sake of ✨ lore ✨ .

MASTERLIST

All that jazz

Hold on hon, we're gonna bunny-hug I bought some aspirin down at United Drug In case you shake apart and want a brand new start

Later that week, she was in the motel’s bathroom, trying on a suite which was definitely too big to her. “Sam, where on earth did you get this? It’s twice my size.” She moaned, pulling the fabric around to see if there was a way to not make her look too much like a clown. 

“I’m sorry, man.” he said through the door “I got the first ones I could find.” 

“Did you rent this?” She asked, defeated. Limping out of the bathroom.

“No, I stole it, it needs to be realistic.” 

“So we are ditching this right after this case is over, right?” 

Sam nodded. Emily immediately opened her bag and took out a stapler. “What do you have that for?” Asked Dean, surprised as Emily started stripping out of the suite and sat in her underwear on the motel floor.

”...research?” She said, starting to staple the fabric to make it smaller. “I don’t like scattered paper.” 

“Well, there's no doubt you and Sam are siblings.” smiled Dean. 

“Shut up!“ Said Emily, putting the suit back on after stapling it in several places. “Let’s get a move on boys.” 

“You know…“ started Dean twenty minutes later, walking towards the crime scene, while adjusting his suit. “Me, dad and Emily did just fine without these stupid costumes. We look like high school drama nerds.” 

“At least the suit fits you…” Answered Emily, slightly bitter and trying her best to not show her limp. 

“Look, do you guys wanna pull this off?” Asked Sam, approaching the door. 

After speaking with the housekeeper, they were left alone in the house, which still smelled a little bit like blood and corpse.

 “This place smells like Dean does after a hunt…" joked Emily. He gave her a weird look, but smiled. The vibes were less tense than they had ever been in the last year. Emily and Dean managed to get a couple of days of normal interactions, following her drunken scene, but she suspected that Dean was just holding back for the sake of having a little peace.

It took her less than a minute to notice that the blood on the carpet looked weird. And even less to mentally put the shape together. She recognized it, but could not pinpoint what it was.

“Dean, come check this out.” she said, hitting his brother's chest with the back of her hand. He turned. “Can you see the shape?” 

“What shape?” He asked, visibly intrigued and confused. 

“That… and it goes like that…“ She gestured, leaving Dean more puzzled than before. “Whatever…“ She whispered, seeing Dean struggling to follow her. “Sam?” Her brother's head popped out from behind a wall. “Got some tape?” He nodded, disappeared behind the wall and threw her the tape a couple of seconds later.

She tracked the shape with the tape. 

“Man… I cannot figure out what this is… I saw it somewhere already.” She knew that info was somewhere in her brain. 

“Okay, we need to go now. Come on kid.” Said Dean, not paying too much attention to the symbol. She reluctantly walked away, but kept thinking about it. She drew it on her hand with a marker on their way home. 

Later that night, she was staring at the symbol, ignoring everything else going on in the room. 

“I am telling you, Dean, I know this symbol. I've seen it at Bobby's.”

“Then what is it?” 

“I don't know, I remember how the book looked like, not what it said. Give me a minute.” She took her phone and dialed Bobby's number. 

“Hello?” Said Bobby, his voice hard and raspy.

“Hey Bobby, it's Emily,“ She said, ready to take notes on Sam's laptop.

“Hey sweetheart, everything okay?” His voicetone changed immediately, softening a little. 

“All good, listen… I remember a book I read there, it was on the bookshelf on the left… Yes, the one next to the door, it was kind of a small format, lots of pages, umh… the cover was green!” She waited for the man to find the book. “Right, could you open it about halfway? I am looking for a round symbol, it kind of looks like the astrology symbol for cancer, but- you got it? Good. Yeah- yeah, wait, I'll put you on speaker.” 

“Hey Bobby.” said Dean once Emily put the phone on the table. 

“Hey boys. So, it looks like you got yourself a Daeva. It's a shadow demon. Nasty stuff.” 

“Any idea how to kill it?” 

“It is not mentioned in the lore. If you give me a few hours, I can see if it's mentioned anywhere else.” 

Later, they were getting ready. Nothing unusual for them. Sam had gone out to grab dinner and Emily and Dean sat there and were cleaning out guns and rifles, waiting for Bobby to call them back with news. 

“So…“ started out Dean. “How are you doing?” 

“Uh?” Emily glared up at him for a second, confused, and then just kept cleaning. “Good, I guess?” 

“I mean, your ankle, how's it?”

“Ah," She sighed. “Well it's alright, it's not healed yet but I can power through.” 

“Are you sure?” 

“Dean, you've seen me walk today, I am fine.” 

“I was thinking-”

“Yeah, I am not coming with you tonight, I know the gist. Self harming and all that jazz.”

“Actually-”

“You know what?” She interrupted him again. “It's fine. I understand it: if I die because you were not careful enough, dad is going to kill you as well.” She said, bitter. “And then we would be stuck in hell together for eternity.”

She closed the weapon she had in her hands and put it aside, getting ready to go for another one. 

“I was actually planning on asking you to join us, but maybe it's better not to.” 

“I guess not, uh...” she said, still not looking at Dean and being focused on her weapon. He didn't answer her for a while. Only the clicking and spraying to be heard for a while. 

“So, you are doing fine? Everything else I mean.” He then asked.

“Why are you asking?” She scoffed.

“Because I want to talk- you know what? Forget about it.” 

 Emily finished working and then absentmindedly started clicking the rubber band she had on her wrist. 

“Stop.” Said Dean. She ignored him and kept going. “Emily, I said stop!”

She stopped, but stood up and left the desk they were sitting at. She looked at Dean. Even if she didn't answer him when he asked how she was doing, Emily still gave him the answer he wanted with that clicking gesture alone, giving him the chance of benching her again. Or at least, that's what she thought, until Dean talked again: “Would hunting help you feel any better?” She nodded. “Then you can come, but you stick with me, okay? I want to keep an eye on you.” 

“Whatever, boss.” said Emily, rolling her eyes.. 

The following night, Dean was flirting with the bartender while Emily, two stools to the left, ignored his presence for the sake of getting the info they needed. She had been twirling her whiskey in the glass for a while now, contemplating whether to drink it like a shot, like a kid trying to seem tough would do, or act like the adult she was supposed to be. On the other side of the bar, she noticed a man looking at her in a rather luxurious way. She reciprocated the gaze and suggestively sipped her whiskey. She then left the stool to go talk to the stranger, but was intercepted by Sam, who had just entered the bar and gently grabbed her by the arm, dragging her towards a table. Seeing her with another man, the guy she was walking towards lost all interest and went back to his drink. “Sam, I swear to god you and your brother are going to make my balls go blue one of these days.” Sam looked at her questioningly. “What?” She asked, sitting next to him. 

“You don’t have balls.” 

“Oh, come on! It’s an expression.” Said Emily, already distracted by the papers her brother was handing her. She took a pen out of her purse and started tapping it on the table, reading the files. She would occasionally underline something, but for the most part, it was just a continuous tapping.

“Dude.” Said Sam not longer than 3 minutes later, stopping her hand from tapping the table. 

“So I do have balls.” Whispered Emily, moving the tapping from the table to her forehead. Sam glared at her and tried to hide a smile.

A while later, Dean joined them. He sat down and gazed, in turn, to both of them. 

Emily still looked a little bitter from Sam preventing her from hooking up, nervously tapping the pen on her forehead. Sam, instead, was wrapped up in his file. 

“What’s going on?” Said Dean, grabbing one of the files. 

“Sam cockblocked me.” Commented the younger of the three, still tapping the pen.

“Welcome to the club…” sighed Dean, turning the pages of the file. 

“We didn’t come here to hook up, you realize that?” Answered Sam, looking up from his file, vaguely upset. “Did you get anything from the bartender? Apart from her phone number?” 

Dean gave him a slightly annoyed look. “I am a professional, dude. Of course I got something out of her.” He said, looking offended for just one second before taking out the napkin again and smirking. Emily smiled, amused.

“Do you think you can think with your upstairs brain for a while, Dean?” Said Sam shaking his head. 

“Well, understandably not if you always prevent us from having fun.” Whispered Emily. 

“I heard that.” 

“Bite me.” She looked up at Sam, who started pretending to bite her arm. She laughed. Sam had become much more likable after he had come back from his “break”. They were forced to be alone for a couple of hunts and found out to be much more similar that they could ever imagine. Being weird was one of those things that made them so similar.

“So, the vic worked here,” explained Dean after giving them a you weirdos look, “...she waited tables. Everyone here was her friend. Everyone said she was normal. She didn’t do anything weird before she died. What about the other victim, did you find anything?” 

“That’s what we were checking out, but as far as I can tell, there is no connection.” 

“The guy was found mutilated in his apartment. Same shit: locked door, alarm didn't sound. I also can’t find a connection. They didn’t even have a mutual friend or something.” Emily looked at Sam, waiting for him to finish the explanation. But he was distracted by something on the other side of the bar. 

“Sounds like the only successful intel we scored was the bartender’s number.” Joked Dean as Sam left the table mid-conversation and walked to a blonde girl. 

Emily and Dean exchanged a look: “So we have to strike out but he can leave us in the middle of a conversation to flirt with a blonde girl?” She stood up to walk over to Sam, put on a fake smile and approached him. Dean followed her.

“Hey Sammy, “ she said, patting him on the shoulder a little too aggressively. “Are you not going to introduce us to your friend?” The woman looked at her for a second, then shook her hand. 

“Hi, my name is Meg. How do you know Sam?” She chuckled. 

“I- Uh, I am his sister, Emily.” she said, keeping the fake smile on. “And this is Dean, our brother.” She pointed at the man at her left. 

“This is Dean?” Answered Meg, surprised, switching her attention away from Emily. 

Dean smiled. “So, you’ve heard of me?” He seemed fluttered.

“Oh, yeah. I did. Nice… the way you treat your brother like luggage.” To this answer, Dean’s expression changed. “Do you behave the same with Emily?” She continued. 

Emily had to stop herself from laughing, the situation starting to make sense: Sam was not trying to hook up with this girl, she was some sort of friend she complained about Dean with. 

“Meg, it’s alright.” 

Emily cleared her throat and grabbed Dean, the vibes getting tenser by the second.

“We should probably go.” Whispered Emily into Dean’s ear, giving an angry look at Meg, followed by a puzzled look at Sam. She then pushed her older brother lightly towards the bar counter. 

“What a nice encounter.” She said, sarcastic, gesturing to the bartender for a drink.

“What, are you jealous?” Smirked Dean. Emily hit him on the back of his head. 

“I mean, this is suspicious, Dean. We are not exactly the kind of people who casually run into the same people over and over.” 

Dean didn’t really answer her. In fact, he did not speak until they were outside with Sam again. They discussed the whereabouts of Meg, who she was and why she knew Dean in such a bad light.

“I think there’s something strange going on here, Dean.” Sam was visibly worried.

“Yeah, Emily thought the same. Why do you guys think that anyway?” 

“I don’t know, there’s something about her that just doesn’t seem right to me.” 

“Maybe you are both thinking too much with your upstairs brain…“ smirked Dean, walking towards the car.

“Emily, do me a favor…" started out the younger. “go and check if there really is a Meg Masters from Andover. Dean, go with her and give her a hand.” 

“What are you gonna do?” Questioned the girl, entering the car. 

“I am gonna watch Meg.” 

Dean and Emily exchanged a complicit look as they left. “Pervert.” Said Dean.

Hours later, they had confirmed Meg existed in the Massachusetts phone book, and Sam called them back. 

“I know who is summoning the Daeva,“ said Sam’s voice, alarmed, as Dean put him on speaker. “It’s Meg.” The younger sister and the older brother exchanged a worried look. 

“She was using some sort of altar to control it. She was talking into a bowl of blood, guys.”

“Do you think she was talking with the thing?” 

“No, it was different. Someone was giving her orders. Someone who is coming to this warehouse.” 

“Wait, wait- oh shit-" Emily’s eyes lit in realization. All that time looking at the files and she didn’t even realize until that moment.

“Quick, where were you born?” She asked Dean.

“Lawrence…“ 

“Kansas!” She concluded, almost yelling in excitement and she circled with a pen the city on both files. “They were both born there. Do you think it might have something to do with the demon?” She looked at Dean, a glisten of hope appearing in both their eyes. They might have been closer than ever. 

All three of them left a message to their dad. It was the same message, we think we found the demon, it’s here in Chicago, call me back. The usual thing for the Winchester family.

Sam had gathered all kinds of supplies. They didn't really know what they were getting themselves into and Bobby had not called back yet. 

“Big Night.” commented Emily in the middle of the silence. 

“Yeah. Are you nervous?” Asked Sam. 

“No.” Said Emily and Dean in unison. It was rare that they agreed on something, so it made her smile, even though it was a lie for Emily. 

“Why, are you?” Dean asked Sam.

“No, no way but…“ he briefly smiled before he continued: “could you imagine if we actually found the damn thing? the demon?” 

“Sam, don't get ahead of yourself.” Tried to say Emily. 

“I'd sleep for a week. Go back to school…“ But Sam kept going. He was already thinking it was over. When he mentioned school Emily rolled her eyes. She already knew a fight was about to break out. While they fought over what Sam had just said, Emily started thinking of what she would have done if the whole thing was to end the following day. It wasn’t like she didn't know what normal life meant. 

Did she like the life she was living before her mother's death? Kind of. 

But she also knew, nothing was ever going to be the same. 

She was not gonna be able to sleep again without keeping weapons in her reach. 

Never able to look at a dark room and think that there was no reason to be afraid. 

Emily looked around. She was cleaning a rifle in the most natural way, in a motel room she was going to call “home.” for 3 days tops. She cut ties with all her friends, leaving behind her boyfriend. Left school and all her dreams of being a doctor. Hunting was her new normal. 

Although it wasn’t like her old life was healthy: she was sleep deprived most of the time, running on way too much caffeine for days at the time, trying to keep up with the pace of finishing high school one year early and preparing for college.

It’s not like there was much left for her, where she came from. 

What would she go back to? 

“I mean, what are you gonna do when it's all over?” Said Sam to Dean. 

“It’s never gonna be over. There’s gonna be others. There’s always gonna be somethin’ to hunt.” Said Dean.

Sam scoffed. “Look, Dean, I’m sure Emily is with me here. There’s more to life than doing this.” He said, looking for support in his sister. 

Emily looked at him and sighed. She didn’t answer, but put her weapon away and laid back in her bed, looking to avoid the discussion.

A couple of hours later, John still had not contacted them or shown up, so they walked towards the abandoned warehouse Meg was hiding in. They were about to enter, when Dean hesitated. “Sam, wait.” Sam, who had been picking the door, raised his eyes from the lock.

“What?” Dean looked at Sam, then he looked at Emily. He seemed worried. “Oh god please don't tell me you are about to bench me again.” 

“I was just thinking your ankle is still not 100%“ 

“Dean we don't have time for this, what, you waited three years to start worrying about my wellbeing, you cannot wait three more hours?”

Dean tried to answer back, but it was too late: Sam had opened the door and Emily had already entered the building. 

They arrived on the second floor and hid behind some crates, seemingly unnoticed. 

They had their guns out and they were ready to fight, despite not knowing how to kill a Daeva. All they knew was that the altar Meg had was being used to control the creatures as so they hoped that destroying it would help. 

They hoped. 

“Guys.” said Meg’s voice from behind them. The siblings exchanged worried looks, but they all stayed put. “Hiding is a little childish, don’t you think?” The younger sister let out a sign of disappointment while the three of them stood up and came out of their hiding. 

“Sam” started out Meg with a smug smile “I have to say, this puts a real crimp in our relationship.” 

“Yeah, tell me about it.” 

Dean intervened: “Where’s your little Daeva friend?” 

“Around.” she said, chuckling “Those shotguns are not gonna do much, you know?”

“Oh don’t worry, sweetheart. The shotgun is not for the demon.” Answered Dean. 

“Enough chatting, who’s coming here tonight?” Said Emily, cutting to the chase. Meg looked at her suggestively for a couple of seconds, before raising her hand. 

Emily's body flew violently towards the wall and she passed out before she could feel anything.

[crimsonblackrose]

Okay here’s all my thoughts and questions part 1 How did Chozen get weapons through security? And why does everyone keep calling him an assassin? Has he...actually killed someone? Because really the one time we saw him fight to the death he failed and got his nose honked. Or did Chozen arrive in LA and immediately go buy weapons? Miguel seeing his dad with another kid handling it better than Robby but at the same time it’s a little kid and not someone his age. Also saving the kid but being a creeper who followed them around? Kind of here for everyone telling Johnny the stuff he does is illegal. Graffiti karma and kidnapping a minor even if it’s his own son. I kind of get why Carmen didn’t go and rescue Miguel because that guy is scary but at the same time....I hate that she stayed home. Who knew fake FBI shirts could cause so much trouble and rip so easily? Time to add another Johnny chokehold to the gifs of every time someone’s gone for the poor guys neck.

Moon sometimes gives me Miyagi vibes.

Daniel why the hell didn’t you google Barnes? You looked up enough to stalk him from his home to his work...but you didn’t...google his job? Like see that he works in furniture. Opposite of you Johnny at least is googling stuff. You’re supposed to be the smart one and it makes me cringe so much when he...jumps in head first without thinking. Like at least look around the front to see the place or like read the newspaper articles or coverage that Barnes is now in furniture. I just can’t think of how on earth he could’ve gotten Barnes’s address and not seen that he was a furniture king.

Okay so Daniel can meet with Barnes and actually stop Barnes and Chozen from fighting and explain the who big misunderstanding and yet...gestures at the entire series. There’s more in that. Esp with Johnny. Because 9 times out of 10 the two misunderstand each other and nearly come to blows. I don’t know whether he’s gotten better at it because of Johnny or whether together the two are just more stubborn and everyone else is easier.

Omg Daniel do not call and leave a message for that sketchy attorney. That person could still be working for Silver. I don’t get why Daniel doesn’t trust Silver at all and yet will trust anyone and everyone else to listen to reason and pick him. Do you not remember talking to the police when Barnes originally bothered you and then they laughed it off. I just...seriously? Daniel why aren’t you googling or researching anything. That’s going to bite you....and it did...in a steam room.

I get why Barnes left the country. Sketchy red flags for insurance but uh...Silver yeah I get that.

Did Johnny just admit to doing sex work after school? Is...that how he and Shannon met...no she didn’t seem to know but also didn’t bat an eye. (Also Lawrence isn’t his mom’s maiden name? But....it’s not Sid’s last name...did she marry his dad???????? So many questions)

My main concern is that Miyagi’s house, the dojo, all those vintage cars are going to be set on fire and Miguel’s necklace for Sam will be there and somehow it will be his fault or Johnny’s. You know what, I appreciate Johnny saying thank you. Demetri deserves some kindness and I think it’s probably the best thing for Demetri to be Johnny’s tech person because Miguel views him as a dad and already had all the cringe nightmare stuff. Time to pass that responsibility to someone else who kind of knows Johnny is a mess but most likely won’t be scarred by the exact type of mess he is.

Johnny’s gig life is embarrassing and gross to watch and I would not have blamed those girls for cancelling their ride and being like nah no thanks sir. Johnny is still kind of a messy creep and he already has a bad track record. How is it that teens with pools care this much about a water park? Like Sam’s not even swimming, why is she even there? Just sit at the pool at home....oh...is she banned from the pool at home because of Chozen? Like Chozen’s habits are kind of interesting but the fact there’s teens and preteens in the household I get why Amanda freaked out. And I guess now I get why they’re at a water park and not at home. But doesn’t Moon or like any of these other rich kids have a pool? Isn’t like Eli rich? Why can’t they go to one of these pools and for the Cobra Kai kids...uhhhh Kyler probably has a pool right? The item Daniel brought for the auction is going to be destroyed isn’t it? I like that the pawn shop guy just knows how to handle Johnny now. And it’s kind of fun that he has 3 kids that he swears Johnny will never meet and 3 pawn shops. I half thought he’d hire Johnny to work one of them.

Everyone is being kind of nice to Johnny. I’m kind of shocked.

How the hell do you race in a slide? Daniel oh honey no. And there we go bonsai got destroyed. Darn and Daniel didn’t even give them a second glance. Remember when he used to freak out over bonsai? Sorry Mr. Miyagi. Stingray? Oh his poor sad face. Like I get that he’s...an odd character but I feel bad for him. And the flinch when Silver touches him. “I feel like a kept woman.” omg. He gets Lawrence’s car? Does that mean Silver has Johnny’s phone? Oh the mess he could make with that. Robby and Miguel got parent trapped at olive garden “When you’re here you’re family” omg that’s so on purpose that it’s hilarious. Also uhhhh they picked Italian which is kind of funny because I doubt Daniel will be there, but he’s there...in spirit. I wonder, since this is clearly an advertisement for Olive Garden if they’re doing any Cobra Kai specials. 😂

Omg this is such an advertisement. “Breadsticks aren’t going to fix this.” I agree. 😂

Daniel was from here? This was where scruffy Daniel came from? How long has he been alone without Amanda?

Daniel...you gotta communicate. Like it’s not just Silver, this whole journey you hide stuff from your family. All the way back to Lucille and hiding your black eye from her. Talk hon, talk and not just to guys from Okinawa.

I’ve heard one line from Amanda’s mom and I already love her.

 Omg omg omg omg omg omg No! Hold up! How the hell does this work? So Amanda doesn’t know Jess and Daniel’s time with Silver and Barnes and LA? WTF? Like at least they must’ve seen each other at the wedding right? Jess has to know everything. And does that mean Amanda’s family is the pottery store across the street from Miyagi’s little trees? Aunt JO! Johnny you made art out of your beer cans? Bud. How bored are you? Omg he made a salon. Sir. You little weird artist you.

Did some internetting. Johnny did you get them a “this is our get along shirt?” Our theme is the Lincoln County War. Johnny. What are you doing? I love this but I also am so confused. Is this....are you healing Johnny? Does this mean you’re finally growing? And thus can learn stuff again? Oh...it’s from a movie. LOL. I thought. I love that abuela is in on it. OMG Johnny can understand some Spanish? Of course it’s the I screwed up....T_T 💔

Oh wow. Daniel going too far? Chozen, you...I’m glad you’re with Daniel because he is a mess.

I’m sorry Amanda is a video game nerd and yet hasn’t bonded with Anthony over that? Omg Elizabeth Anne Rooney? Are we in Ohio? WTH?

Damn Daniel and also Johnny that’s some growth. 😂 How Johnny knows something is up with Daniel is his shirt isn’t tucked in. 😂😂😂😂

Sibling chat! Sibling chat! FINALLY! Wait so Anthony was in time out and talked to no one but Johnny during that family dinner and no one decided to tell Sam that her baby bro bullied some kid and ....damn everyone is so self focused they don’t see beyond themselves.

Listen I appreciate the quick re-run of the past. But you’re missing some facts that Jessica knows. That Barnes and co tried to actually murder them in that pit. That both of them nearly died. And there’s a lot of stuff neither of them are aware of.

BAR FIGHT! GET REVENGE AGAINST ELIZABETH ANNE ROONEY JESSICA!!!! GET HER! These two are never allowed near stairwells ever again. I don’t care that ended up okay. Banned. Absolutely banned. 😂 White Castle advertisement. The taste you crave after getting into a bar fight (Jessica freaking out over a club fight where she was being attacked but ready to throw down at a bar when she’s older is fascinating) You know what I’m so ready for? Robby getting some care from the Diaz’s. Let him smoke some weed with Abuela and get some kindness from Carmen. Don’t do it Daniel. Don’t go in because the doors open. Don’t fall for Silver. Don’t do anything. Walk away. No. Run away. Oh god what happened to Stingray. I do not like this parallel to when Johnny went by himself and got his ass kicked by Silver. I do not like this. Daniel you shouldn’t have gone by yourself. T_T Babe you’re in a horror movie. Stop going places by yourself. It’s not safe. Ayyeee knew Tory would go to Kreese. Knew she didn’t fully trust everything. Chozen stayed. T_T I’m glad. And now Johnny is finally here. I was so worried that like stingray was beaten up in a corner and Silver was going to call the cops on him.

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supernatural s13e5 advanced thanatology (w. steve yockey)

givin a little side eye to the pre-episode recap but okay let's go. montage of the boys dying and misery, killing Death (for sammy 🥺) and billie (are they gonna finally do something with the ~consequences~?). and sadly comical that it doesn't even cover all their deaths

giving horror game vibes. plague mask so drama

strawberry jelly??? can't remember last time seeing strawberry in jelly not jam form and i do spend a long time staring at jams

SAM PB&J for breakfast? Strong work. DEAN Yep. SAM You want a beer with that? DEAN I’m cool? SAM Come on, live a little. Here. [Places bottle of beer from fridge in front of Dean] DEAN What’s going on with you? SAM What do you mean? [Awkward pause] Anyway, check this out. I think I found something.

lol me thinking, is he possessed? why's he acting so weird

SAM Yeah. So I thought we’d check it out, you and me. DEAN What about Jack? SAM He’s uh, he’s catching up on all of my old fantasy DVDs – Red Sonja, Beastmaster, uh, Beastmaster II – you know, with the time traveling ferrets. DEAN Yeah. Wow, how you ever got laid, I’ll never know. SAM Yeah, tell me about it.

sam, you're acting extra weird

SAM So I was thinking we’d leave Jack behind. DEAN Really? SAM Yeah. We’ll put up some extra warding. He’ll be fine. I mean, when’s the last time we worked a case, just you and me? DEAN It’s been a while. SAM Exactly. So?

🧐samuel seriously, what are you doing? you been reading some relationship advice book in addition to your gifted child book? is this how you take dean's line "I need you to keep the faith, for both of us. ‘Cause right now, I… Right now, I don’t believe in a damn thing." and put it into action? being weirdly copasectic and offer what you think dean wants? is cas gonna interrupt their "we time" lol (i reread my recap of 10x04 today)

always good to see dean with his soft touch with kids. (hmm makes me think about how sam usually doesn't take the lead with kids and, and now he's doing it for maybe the first time with jack? huh -- editing to say, sam had some good dad moments with kevin too!)

but also the point of the dean picture is the weaponized eye crinkles from jackles. that thing reminded me so much of george clooney in ER - i imagine he does it in other stuff but that bit here just had me like oh that's such a dr ross move. serious convo, a little bittersweet half smile but full eye crinkle, back to serious face. pretty sure jackles uses it regularly too (maybe not this particular scenario usually) but for some reason it just popped out to me today

aha, so this is where the sam trying to convince the stripper to go to nursing school during a lapdance conversation happens. makes more sense now what with the context of the wacky behavior from sam

DEAN Dude the last lap dance you had – was – was at Christmas. It was a gift paid for by me. You spent the entire song trying to convince the girl that she should go to nursing school. So what is it? Is it my birthday? Did – did I win a bet that I don’t know about? What? SAM No, nothing. Nothing. I – I mean, I’m just trying to be nice. DEAN Why? SAM Because… you know why. DEAN I’m fine. SAM No, you’re not, Dean. You said you don’t believe in anything and – and that’s… that’s not true. That’s not you. You – you – you do believe in things. You believe in people. That’s who you are. That’s what you do. I know you’re in a dark place, and I-I just want to help. DEAN Okay. Look, I-I’ve been down this road before and I fought my way back. I will fight my way back again. SAM How? DEAN Same way I always do – bullets, bacon, and booze. A lotta booze.

sam, sam, sam. if you're so bizarro out of character nice, dean can't appreciate it because you're acting like a mandroid! gotta sprinkle it in with the bitching and standard little brother behavior. ALSO, calling dean out on saying that he didn't believe in anything is surefire way to get him to a) shut down b) regret telling you the truth and not wanna do it in the future. i'm blaming this one on the writers, i think sam has more emotional intelligence than to do something this clumsy. AND it's like it's all being played for the joke, not a fan

i mean, how did sam not wake up to dean coming in so clearly plastered that he passed out on the floor still tangled up in accessories from the (presumed) strip club. and did he walk home? the perpetual dean drunk driving dilemma. what we get for sam pushing him, right. well the keys on the nightstand maybe were indicating he didn't drive? i'll give them the out on that one

anyway it's all for the jokes so i shouldn't take it seriously 🤪 on day 2 watching this episode and i'm awfully grouchy. not in the mood for them being "funny" i guess.

interesting the production draft of the script didn't lean into the joke (linked on the wiki per usual)

DEAN Easy. One needle stops the heart, the other one starts it up again. SAM No, no, no. DEAN Look, we can’t talk to ‘em on this side of the Veil, so I’m gonna go to the other side. I’m gonna work my way through all these Caspers until we find out where this freak hid the bodies. SAM Dean, you’re talking about killing yourself. DEAN Yeah? Well, it worked before. SAM That’s an insane risk to take. DEAN Listen, I need three minutes. Okay?

risking dying for good for this random hunt? when they could just like. go about this another way. find the kids. even peak self destructive dean winchester doesn't makes this risky of decisions. and i gather this is where the reaper/billie business comes

(i was wondering about the logistics of how ghost plague mask dude got the kid out of the house, so i do appreciate sorta this flashback but i'm pretty bummed they couldn't save the kid)

chest compressions, chest compressions, chest compressions

do we have a count of the number of times sam has had to watch dean die. with mystery spot jackin up the numbers, must be huge

i mean. cool fit and all. and lovely makeup

BILLIE It’s funny to hear a Winchester talk about the finality of dying. This reality – it has rules, Dean. So many rules. And one of them? Kill one incarnation of Death, like you did, the next Reaper to dies takes his place.

tough but fair on that finality of dying bit. reaper -> Death logic, ok sure whatever

i like that billie is getting to be less flat and not "all winchesters must die", that she can appreciate their place in the overall scheme of things. and this is a really good and depressing scene between her and dean. it's a shame they made such a ridiculous episode to get us here

DEAN Why do you care? BILLIE Because I do. Because…this whole multi-versal quantum construct we live in, it’s like a house of cards. And the last thing I need is some big, dumb Winchester knocking it all down. DEAN Hmm. That does sound like us. BILLIE You’ve changed. When you bargained with me just now, you could’ve asked to go back, to live. DEAN Well, I figured with you in charge, there’s no getting back for me. BILLIE That doesn’t sound like the Dean Winchester I know and love. The man who has been dead so many times but it never seems to stick. Maybe you’re not that guy anymore, they guy who saves the world, the guy who always thinks he’ll win no matter what. You have changed. And you tell people it’s not a big deal. You tell people you’ll work through it but you know you won’t, you can’t and that scares the hell out of you. Or… am I wrong? DEAN What do you want me to say? Doesn’t matter. I don’t matter. BILLIE Don’t you? DEAN I couldn’t save Mom. I couldn’t save Cas. I can’t even save a scared little kid. Sam keeps trying to fix it, but I just keep dragging him down. So I’m not going to beg. Okay, if it’s my time, it’s my time. BILLIE You really believe that. You wanna die.

trying to remember a time when he's been suicidal (feels like at least a handful at this point) but also in the position to actually die imminently. shades of when sam was ready to go but dean forced gadreel on him. but dean is coming from a distinctly suicidal place, of thinking he's useless and sam would be better off without him. which will always push my distress buttons, hard.

s13e5 / loki s1e2 the variant

this set gives me vibes a little bit of the loki series? tva library area

(i like that she's a little thicker than average tv actors and they don't cover her up, especially her arms)

the music is, dare i say it, appropriate?? for this conversations and the set and everything. once we get past the emotional music of dean wanting to die, it gets.. better. adds some urgency and intrigue. and even the emotional music was pretty good and unobtrusive

DEAN We can talk about it later. SAM We won’t talk about it later. You know that.

hurray for sam pushing the issue and dean acquiescing

SAM You okay? DEAN No. Sam, I’m not okay. I’m pretty far from okay. You know, my whole life, I always believed that what we do was important. No matter what the cost, no matter who we lost, whether it was Dad or – or Bobby or –. And I would take the hit. But I kept on fighting because I believed that we were making the world a better place. And now Mom and Cas… And I – I don’t know. I don’t know. SAM So now you don’t believe anymore. DEAN I just need a win. I just need a damn win.

interesting that it changed from us to dean

with this song (it's never too late by steppenwolf), the neon cross, the beauty shots of baby, the reflection of the cross on the window, the lyrics... the music pounding through with no foley/background noises. it's really effective. mourning the fact that i don't appreciate this reunion like i'm sure a lot of people did

no hug? even i was like, really? we skippin it or dragging it out to the next episode? i mean, it works in the scene they set up here without one. but also, dean is unmoored and needs a win and we're building this to be that win, right? so.

you know what. if i knew this i completely blanked it out, but there was more than one composer on this show! this episode was a christopher lennertz one. i was assigning all blame to jay gruska. now i wonder though, of all the (many) times i've bitched about the score, who was at the helm. 😬 project for another day when i'm itching to get out of my skull because i have nothing to work on

via the wiki

Billie taking on Death's mantle is a slight twist on the plot to the 1983 fantasy novel On a Pale Horse, in which the main character, Zane, kills Death and is forced to take the mantle on himself.

interesting, i recall really liking that book but it's been.. 20+ years since i've read it

[urmindisastreamofcolors]

Back Off: Jake x Reader

A/N: I have writer’s block for part two of the twin’s fight sooo enjoy this one shot until then :)

Your management teams had decided it was a good idea for your band to collaborate with Greta Van Fleet. At first, you all had agreed until it became apparent that you and Jake would never get along. The first week went by pretty well as you all worked on lyrics and different songs, giving each other feedback. When you made a suggestion about a riff Jake was working on, he rolled his eyes and ignored you entirely. You didn’t let it bother you and tried to let it roll off your back, but the thought the Jake wasn’t impressed by your talent or valued your input bothered you a bit. 

At the start of the next week, your band recorded an EP track to see how you liked it. After you had finished, all of you sat down to talk through what could be done to improve it and make it award worthy. The constructive process was going well until Sam complimented your riff. Before you could offer your thanks, Jake let out a small sarcastic laugh before leaning back. 

“What,” you said with a touch of venom as you narrowed your eyes at him. Not being one to back down from a challenge he returned the glare and licked his lips before speaking. 

“Nothing,” Jake said with a dismissive shrug of his shoulders before stretching his arms along the back of the couch he was sitting on, Josh on his left and Danny to his right. Your band mates shared looks of confusion with the other boys at the stare down they were all witnessing. 

“Nothing,” you questioned with a lift of your brow matching his energy. 

“Yeah. That riff? Made me feel nothing. That was just music on a page.”

Stunned silence filled the room and everyone’s mouths dropped open at the sudden and rude comment. Your mind started racing.

That riff wasn’t there until you had all performed today. In fact, it was a completely organic composition. You didn’t know how to write a riff and you couldn’t even read fucking sheet music. You only knew how to play. 

Before you could stop yourself, you were on your feet and so was Jake. Both of you were yelling at each other and really giving each other hell. Finally, the rest of the group got you separated, but the damage had already been done. 

The fighting didn’t stop as a whole, but after Danny lost his shit, the yelling eventually did. You both still found the time to be sarcastic assholes and refused to work together unless absolutely forced. On the rare occasions you two didn’t try to kill each other, whatever you came up with was pretty cool, but those moments were short lived. After about a month of the group collaboration, your management teams informed all of you that they had lined up an interview and stressed the importance of it. 

“We know some of you...don’t see eye to eye,” your manager, Kara, said carefully while everyone looked directly at you and Jake,”but you’re going to be in partners for this interview and we’re grouping you based on instrument.”

“See, vocals are an instrument Sam,” Josh taunted while his youngest brother rolled his eyes. 

You and Jake shared a pained look at the thought of having to sit near each other. 

“Do we have to get along during the interview,” you asked as you flipped your hair over your shoulder. 

“Yes. You do. So, Josh and Kaylie will go first on Friday. Sammi and Sammy will go next. Then, Danny and Elise. We’ll finish up with y/n and Jake. The interviews should only be 5-10 minutes, so please refrain from killing each other,” Mike, the other manager said. You and Jake shared another look; one that clearly said there were no promises. 

The week flew by and next thing you knew, you were sitting in a hair and makeup chair getting finishing touches done. All of your other friends had finished and based off their laughter, it seemed to have went really well. Apparently, your Sammi and Greta Van Fleet’s Sammy were pure chaos which didn’t surprise any of you. It must have had something to do with the name you supposed. 

Once you had finished up, you made your way to the chair next to Jake who was waiting on you and apparently trying hard to not look impatient. When he saw you, his eyes widened a bit before he motioned to your seat. Once you had gotten comfortable, he sat down.

“Sorry,” you said to him quietly. This was actually the first time you two had sat next to each other and you could smell his cologne and shampoo. He was an ass to you, but you couldn’t deny that he was attractive. But his attitude? Atrocious. 

You fidgeted slightly in your seat to get comfortable for the interview. Suddenly, you both heard the countdown to cue you in and you both began to smile and do the intro. 

“Hi! I’m y/f/n y/l/n!”

“And I’m Jake Kiszka!”

“This is our Rockin and Rolling Interview,” you two chorused together. Apparently, you two could be a dynamic duo when you tried hard enough. 

The interviewer started asking various questions about stage outfits, hair and makeup, new albums and tour dates which were pretty typical interview topics. You and Jake played your parts and were both equally surprised at your shared sense of humor. You were enjoying yourself when the prying questions started. 

When the interview started, you didn’t really notice that weird glimmer in the male interviewer’s eyes or the way he stared at your exposed legs or where the hem of your shorts hit on your thighs. Jake had noticed that a lot of the questions were directed more towards you and he figured it was just to help your band get out there more. More importantly, none of the others had mention weird vibes or the guy being a creep, but you couldn’t deny that you were inexplicably uncomfortable. 

“So, y/n, what is it like being single and working with the guys,” the interviewer asked. Your back went ramrod straight as you realized you were cruising in dangerous territory. Jake glanced at you out of the corner of his eye.

“What does her relationship status have to do with anything,” Jake asked with his eyes narrowed slightly in confusion and the beginning stages of irritability. The next few questions were about zodiac sign compatibility and other flirtatious avenues of discussion and you were finally 100% sure that he was making you uncomfortable. At one point he had asked for how many people you had slept with. 

“I’m sorry, but I’m not comfortable answering such personal questions. I think I’m-,” you began to say as you stood up to place the microphone down. Before you could even fully raise out of your set, the interviewer had grabbed you by your arm and yanked your body towards his. You let out a yelp as a warm muscular body wedged itself between you and the weird ass interviewer. 

Jake placed a protective hand on your stomach and pushed you back gently putting more space between you and who he perceived as a threat. Without thinking, you put your hand in the middle of his back, right on his spine as you scooted further behind him. 

“Back off,” Jake growled out with a scowl. Before the guy could respond, Jake spun to face you, placing his hand in the small of your back before leading you away. You were shaking and tears pricked at your lower lash line, but you willed yourself not to cry. 

When you two had made it back to the makeup room where you had all gotten ready, everyone jumped up when they say the look on both of your faces. Kara and Mike tried to ask questions as you grabbed your things, clearly ignoring them. 

“We’re leaving right now and that interview had better not fucking air,” Jake practically yelled as he fumed. You two could hear the male interviewer approaching the room you all were in and Jake turned to face the door quickly, blocking you from his view. 

“Get him away from her or I’m going to rock his fucking shit. We’re leaving. Now.”

Nobody else held up your mad dash for the SUV outside waiting and already running. Once you were safely secure between, Jake and Josh in the middle row you put your head in your hands while questions flew your way. 

“What happened?!”

“Y/n, are you okay?”

“Why were you going to deck him, Jake,” Danny finally questioned and everyone sat in stunned silence that Jake had threatened to hurt someone over you. You were still shaken up and felt a sense of relief when Jake took over telling the story.

All you could really think about was his hand in the small of your back and hot he looked pissed. Even more than that, the first feelings of fondness for Jake danced in your stomach. It felt a lot like butterflies.

[bottoms-movie]

SAMBUCKY FIC RECS PT. 2

The first part did really really so I decided to make a second part of sambucky fic recs. Just as the last one: the fics are split into three categories: based on tfatws, canon divergence, and au. CHECK OUT PART ONE HERE All fics are completed and all are on AO3. 

BASED ON TFATWS

The Truths Beneath Our Ribs | Mature | 6,742 words

5 times Bucky wears Sam's things +1 time Sam wears something of Bucky's

anything you can do, i’ll do you better | Explicit | 5,526 words

Steve is going to kill them if they don't learn to get along, but did they have to take it so far?

making amends | Explicit | 8,645 words

“Not Cap yet,” Sam said. He looked a little ruefully at his hands, which were covered in nicks and cuts. He could already feel his palms bruising from that last shield catch, but at least nothing was broken this time.

“I respect that,” Bucky said slowly. Sam raised an eyebrow, but didn’t respond. Bucky flexed and unflexed the vibranium fingers of his left hand, a nervous habit that Sam had clocked ages ago. “And you’re right.”

“Thanks, I know.” Sam waited a beat. “About what?”

Muscle Memory | 3 parts | Explicit | 13,156 words part 1: Muscle Memory | Teen | 1,766 words

Barnes sighs, and it’s a deep, soul-weary thing. “Maybe no one ever told you this, but I’m telling you right now. You don’t have any obligation to care about me because Steve did. You don’t have to pretend.”

Sam blinks, taken aback. He has to think, really think, about what he says next, because it’s - it’s either going to build or break something.

You’re My World | Explicit | 6,585 words

“I… oh, I get it now.” Sam tilted his head, perceptive as ever, goddammit. “All this flirting with my sister, that was just to get my attention, wasn’t it? I know it was. Say it.”

“That wasn’t—” Bucky croaked, but Sam wasn’t having it.

He huffed a low laugh, and bulldozed right through Bucky’s feeble pretense. “You like it when I pin you against the wall? Take away all that power you have, that strength that your arm gives you? Make you feel small, maybe?”

Call Me By Your (Pet) Name | Teen | 6,928 words

“You got a list of the nicknames available to us lesser mortals?” Sam continued, staring straight ahead at the seat in front of him. “The ‘you’re not Steve Rogers, so don’t even think about it’ collection?”

“Yeah, sure, there’s a list,” Bucky replied, pausing long enough to draw a pointed look from Sam. “Bucky,” he finished, gesturing broadly with his arm to convey the obviousness of the answer.

5 times Sam and Bucky used pet names as a joke + 1 time they used them in earnest

That’s not very gunkle of you | 2 parts | 4,325 words part 1: Bestie Vibes Only | Teen | 1,822 words

“What’s buzzin’ cousin?” Says Bucky, sitting down next to Sam on the docks.

That’s the moment that Sam realizes he needs to change tactics, no more subtly looking up definitions for his weird old person slang, it’s time to fight fire with fire.

“Not much bro, this view is highkey just hitting different TBH” he says, casually looking out at the water.

There’s a beat of silence and then,

“That’s swell doll, I just ate some four-o cackle jelly with side arms, and I’m looking for some kicks, you dig?

Oh, this means war.

misunderstandings | Not Rated | 3,167 words

Sam thinks Sarah and Bucky had a date, and he's Not Okay

you walked into my life to offer me a better view | Teen | 2,534 words

He was standing twenty feet away at the edge of the docks, chatting with Sarah, and Sam couldn't take his eyes away. Bucky's smile was warm, wide, and when he tipped his head back and laughed, his nose scrunching up and eyes crinkling at the corners, Sam could feel it vibrate straight to his heart.

falling, falling, flying | Teen | 2,778 words

Bucky had kissed him.

And Sam had pulled away, because that beautiful golden sunset made Bucky’s hair gleam with the faintest touch of blond, that rare summer breeze hissed like a dying missile past Sam’s ears, the kiss was so familiar, too familiar, and Sam was falling, falling—

(“Let yourself be happy, Sam. Please.”)

lonely boy, you are my world (and i could be anything you need) | Teen | 5,747 words

It all starts with Sam, a shelter, and this sweet kitten that reminded him far too much of a certain century-old, grouchy super soldier.

too dangerous to fall | Explicit | 3,466 words

Bucky Barnes is a one-armed menace. He has murder eyes and no care for basic safety protocols. His jokes are terrible and his bad moods are worse. He’s a godawful roommate who leaves his wet towels on the floor and his combat knives in the linen cabinet. Sam can’t stand the sight of him.

What happens in Louisiana | General | 3,478 words

But just then, in the engine room of the Wilson family boat, away from prying eyes, it felt like something they both needed. The closeness. The warmth.

Steve would laugh at them. Two grown men not being able to get it together. He would roll his eyes at Buck, nudge him with his elbow and tell him “you’re sweet on Sam Wilson so make a move already, punk.”

keep the ashes from my heart (and walk away) | Explicit | 4,412 words

“Jamie asked me out on a date,” Sam says. Bucky swallows. “Took him long enough,” he says, keeping his tone light. He bumps their shoulders together for good measure. “You should go for it.” “You really think so?” Sam asks, looking at him. “Yeah, man,” Bucky says. He fixes his gaze on Torres, high up in the sky, sunlight glinting off his wings. It hurts Bucky’s eyes. He blinks, rapidly. “You should be with somebody who can make you happy.”

(In which Sam starts dating someone who is not Bucky, and Bucky pines, gets seriously injured, and proves himself wrong.)

Hey Samuel | Teen | 3,223 words

"Bucky."

"Yeah?" He looked up eyes wide. Did he say something out loud?

"We're walking the wrong way."

"Oh." Right. Um. "Let's get ice cream."

"I don't know about you, man, but if I eat ice cream in this weather I will get sick."

Bucky was at a loss for words. What now?

OR Ride along Bucky's journey of figuring out when exactly did he fall for Sam Wilson.

Anyday, everyday | General | 6,735 words

He moved his head and locked eyes with Sam. "D'you- can you.. help me cut my hair?" He asked. He forced himself to look away, feeling embarrassed for asking him to come all this way just to give him a haircut.

His stomach dropped when he felt Sam let go of his hand to stand up. Of course he was about to leave. Who wouldn't want to leave Bucky?

"C'mon, Buck. Let me cut your hair." Bucky's eyes snapped up to Sam's. He had a small smile on his face and his hand was reaching out, waiting for Bucky to take it.

Or; the five times Bucky fell more and more in love with Sam, and the one time he finally got the guts to tell him.

If You’ll Have Me | Teen | 4,779 words

Sam casually shrugged, although there was an intent look in his eyes, "Yeah, well it's getting late and I didn't feel like flying anymore so I was wondering if your old man self is okay with-"

"You can stay here." Bucky quickly finished for him.

I like Bucky, Sam I am | Not Rated | 2,653 words

"I would kiss you on the boat. Or in Wakanda by your goats."

Static in the Dark | Teen | 4,989 words

So prompt idea, some bad guy follows Bucky to the docks for revenge (over whatever you can decide) and Sarah gets to see how protective Bucky really is over Sam when he gets in the line of fire

CANON DIVERGENCE

A Different Kind of Problem | Explicit | 7,616 words

“Do you know what it feels like to be insatiable?”

Two months ago, an interrogation gone wrong left Sam with Bucky’s explicit words seared into his brain and body.

Now, Bucky is living in the Avengers Compound, making pancakes and wearing Steve’s huge sweatshirts, fluffy haired and a little shy, seemingly completely content to be on house arrest — and Sam has never been more confused. Whatever Steve thinks, Sam doesn’t have a problem with Bucky. This domesticity is just so at odds with the feral sexuality Bucky had used to rattle Sam during his interrogation. Where did that side of Bucky go? And why can’t Sam stop thinking about finding it? Maybe Sam does have a problem with Bucky… it’s just not the problem Steve thinks it is.

Bucky’s Choice | Not Rated | 4,753 words

When Bucky enters Westview to try to help Wanda Maximoff, he is confronted with something he never expected- Steve Rogers, back from the dead and ready to start a life with Bucky in Westview. It's everything that Bucky ever wanted, everything that Steve abandoned when he went back in time to live his life with Peggy Carter. But Bucky and Sam have been involved for months, and Sam is waiting for Bucky outside of the Hex. Bucky has to make a choice- the life he always wanted with Steve, or a new start with Sam?

tonight i’ll need you to stay | General | 2,227 words

For once, Bucky wants to stop leaving when things are finally looking up. And he wants people to stay with him, too.

(or, 3 times bucky needed an excuse to stay with sam, and the one time he didn't)

How to Win a Supersoldier in Ten Days | Explicit | 14,901 words

When they realize that all the Winter Soldier's interactions with Sam are just him trying to Awkward MurderBot Flirt (TM) with the sexy man, Steve, Tony, and Nat convince Sam to play the honeypot and bring Bucky in.

Sam's pretty sure the honeypot isn't supposed to fall in love with the target, but what can you do?

at the end of the war (what’s mine is yours) | Mature | 4,290 words

They don't talk about it: that's how it works.

warm blood (feels good, i can’t control it anymore) | Explicit | 4,492 words

Sam's just chilling watching TV one evening when Bucky comes in and stares at him silently for a minute or two before sitting down on the couch. He's pretty close to Sam.

Okay, he's really close to Sam. Like, Sam would be using the word 'cuddling' if it wasn't so bizarre.

"What," he says, carefully not looking at Bucky, and Bucky huffs a sigh.

"Steve's not here," he says as if it's obvious. "Don't make it weird. Just- shut up."

Caught With Their Pants Down | Explicit | 3,539 words

“Sam, this guy is not coming, the intel was false,” Bucky replied. “I get this whole ticking boxes and what not, but Rogers got it wrong, and for the love of God I need a fucking toilet.”

“You need to learn to plan your water intake better, is what you need. You’re a damn fool and I don’t know why I put up with you.”

“Because you love me,” Bucky replied, and Sam could hear the smile in his voice.

“In your damn dreams, Barnes.”

They’d been fucking for about six months, but Sam didn’t want Bucky to go getting a big head about it.

AU

sharp teeth, soft heart | 3 parts | 17,866 words part 1: you touch me within and so i (know i could be human once again) | Explicit | 12,444 words 

It’s inevitable, the way it goes. He’s my friend, Steve says, and he is, he is, he must be. Sam’s best friend is Steve, and Steve’s best friend is a werewolf, that’s just how Sam’s life works now.

But once he realizes he’s attracted to Bucky and Bucky can tell, everything becomes, like, a thousand percent more difficult to negotiate. Sam’s just trying to live his life, that’s all, and he keeps getting confronted by Bucky Barnes in a soft flannel shirt, sleeves rolled up, hair all soft and shiny. Bucky glances over at him and smirks, and this is really very embarrassing, how Sam can’t hide his attraction even if he keeps a totally straight face.

I’m so into you I can barely breathe | Explicit | 6,515 words

Sam Wilson had a long day dealing with morons, so he decided to finally go to the famous club in town. There he meets someone who just might get him back in a good mood. And then some.

twelve ounce steak (boxers in briefs) | Explicit | 3,753 words

Sam has pretty lips. Bucky seems to think so, too.

caught it bad (i’ll be on the way) | Mature | 4,830 words

Sam constantly gets roped into doing dumb things with Steve, but this time, it works out perfectly for him.

meet me in the a.m. | Teen | 3,147 words

Steve accidently starts a fire and Bucky's tired. When unbelievably hot firefighter Sam saves the day, though, he can't really be that mad.

i wanna savour, save it for later | Not Rated | 6,419 words

"It's his damn ratings, man," Sam says. "It's weird 'cause when you read the reviews, he seems to like our food and all. Nothing but praise for days. And then you get to the rating, and it's always the same. Three goddamn stars."

Bucky tips his beer bottle from side to side, lips pursing slightly. "I see. And that's… a bad thing?"

"We are not a three-star joint," Sam says flatly.

Or, the one where food truck owner Sam gets caught up in his quest to unmask an anonymous food blogger. Falling for one of his regulars was never on the menu.

we were a fire with no smoke | Explicit | 15,295 words

Sam can’t help but roll his eyes. Take the boys out of New York but they’re still Brooklyn Catholics, that’s clear enough. Bucky catches the gesture, smirks hard enough Sam can see his eye teeth. It should be dangerous but he’s beautiful, pale and charming and recklessly easy.

“You wanna come in?” Sam asks, ignoring the noise Steve makes, and Bucky’s smile gets wider.

“Yeah,” he says. Steps up close to Sam. “I do.”

my house of stone, your ivy grows | Teen | 9,042 words

When Sam Wilson inherits the manor of the old man he once took care of, it feels like his luck is finally looking up. It's an opportunity for a fresh start, something he's in desperate need of. When he arrives, however, it becomes clear that an easy transition into estate living is not exactly a possibility. The house is run-down, nothing like Sam remembers it, and the groundskeeper — who Sam apparently has to share the house with, wants nothing to do with him.

You Smiled Because You Knew | Teen | 3,754 words

"You've got the wrong address," the man who'd answered growled. He had long, scraggly hair that had mostly escaped his attempts to pull it away from his face. He had nice eyes, and wouldn't have been unattractive, especially with a shave, except for the scowl. "Nobody here wants or needs your . . . services."

It was apparent by the tone the man did not appreciate Sam's hard work.

Well, that was tough shit.