#the show is filmed in Vancouver I refuse to believe that they didn’t just happen to see Kelowna and think the name was cool

[malcolm-reeds-pineapple]

Listen Jonas Quinn from Kelowna is such a normal fucking person. That is not an alien! That is a man in his early 20s from Kelowna, British Colombia, Canada, who gives longboard tours of Ogopogo sightings around the Okanagan!

[katymacsupernatural]

Not My Reality Final

Jensen Ackles x Reader

Story Summary: Y/N wakes up in a nightmare. Is it her new reality, or can she figure out how to fix it. How can she get pack to her husband Jensen?

Catch Up Here: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Rain began to fall about two hours outside of Lawrence. Heavy, torrential rain quickly covered the road and made it hard to see. The SUV’s windshield wipers could barely keep up with the downpour. 

Everyone was quiet in the vehicle while Jensen’s full focus was keeping the SUV on the road. Lightning flashed in the sky, lighting up the surrounding landscape quickly before turning pitch black once again. Thunder quickly followed, loud enough to shake the glass windows.

“I’m not sure if we should keep going,” Jensen muttered, his shoulders tense, his energy drink forgotten beside him as he fought to keep the SUV from sliding off the road. “This storm is ridiculous.”

As much as you wanted to keep going, you had to agree with him. This storm was dangerous, and it wasn’t worth putting you at risk. But you had no idea where you were exactly, or if there was anywhere safe enough to pull over. 

“Any idea where we are?” Jared asked, holding his phone up. “I’ve got no service.”

Jensen tossed his phone to Jared, who shook his head. “No service. No idea where we are. I guess we just go slow.” 

He had the SUV going at a snail’s pace, but it still fishtailed on the flooded road. Lightning flashed over the car, thunder immediately following. This was the worst storm you had ever been in, and you couldn’t help but be a little scared.

Jensen was a talented driver, but you could tell this storm was affecting him also. His jaw was clenched as he glanced over to Jared again. “How far away from Lawrence do you think we are?”

For a moment, it felt as if you were once again back in an episode of Supernatural. Jensen manning the steering wheel as Dean, Jared giving directions, sitting in the passenger seat. Your character, in her spot in the backseat. If only this was the Impala and not the SUV.

“I have no idea. Maybe half an hour or so.” Jared didn’t seem very convinced about his answer.

The air inside and out of the SUV was charged with electricity. The hair on your arms stood straight up, your heart starting to race. Your vision started to blur, and you called out to Jensen, not liking what was going on. “Jensen, please,” you pleaded, feeling as if your heart wanted to beat right out of your chest.

“Y/N, I’m a little busy keeping us on the road. Can’t it wait,” he muttered, not even glancing back. Jared turned as you leaned forward, his eyes widening. 

“Y/N are you feeling okay?” He asked as another flash of thunder filled the car. “You’re as pale as a ghost.”

Shaking your head, you tried unbuckling your car, but your arm refused to move. “I don’t know what’s happening to me, but I’m scared.”

“Damn it,” Jensen exclaimed, suddenly pulling over and stopping the car. “What is it?”

Turning the cab lights on, his mouth opened and shut. Speechless. “What is it?” You asked. “Why can’t I feel my arms?”

“I can’t see them,” he whispered. “Y/N, you’re turning translucent.”

Peering down, you could see the seat straight through where your arm had just been. Terrified, you turned your attention back to Jensen. “What’s going on?”

“Maybe you’re going home,” Jared suggested. “Maybe this a good thing.”

That did put a smile to your face. “I hope so. I’m ready to see my Jensen.”

Turning in his seat, Jensen started to reach out when he remembered he couldn’t grasp your hand. “I know that your Jensen is really lucky to have you. I wish you all the best.”

With tears in your eyes, you gave in to the energy flowing through your system. Closing your eyes, you felt yourself drift away. Seconds ticked by before the weight of your body had you opening your eyes.

Two pairs of eyes stared at you. Beautiful hazel eyes shadowed by a long flop of hair. Then the familiar pine green eyes that you loved so much. Full of so much confusion. “Jensen? Is that really you?”

“Jensen? What the hell,” he muttered, his voice so much deeper, gravelly than normal. As your nerves settled slightly, you could notice the maroon flannel shirt he was wearing, the black t-shirt underneath. You were no longer in the SUV, and the sounds of the storm were no longer hurting your ears. 

“Where am I?” You asked, completely dismayed. Here you had been hoping to find yourself back in your Vancouver apartment.

“Emma, are  you okay?” They both asked again, using your character’s name.  Instead of answering, you stared past them, noticing the familiar design of the Bunker. The bookcases were completely full of empty texts. The prop knives and materials placed on top. You were sitting at one of the wooden tables. 

Cautiously peering up, you were expecting to see the open ceiling, the lights, and the bars of the sound stage. Instead, you were met with smooth plaster ceilings, completely meshed with the walls. “Not again,” you whispered, tears filling your eyes as your hopes dashed. 

Who you had thought of as Jensen, but was Dean, came crouching even closer, rubbing the back of his hand against your cheek. “Emma sweetheart, you look as if you’ve seen a ghost. Please, tell me. What’s wrong?”

Hastily brushing away tears, you gave him a slight smile. “You probably wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

“Try us,” Sam answered, scooting his chair closer. 

“I’m not Emma!” You blurted out. “My name is Y/N, and I play Emma. I’m married to Jensen. My Jensen and not that other one. But I was torn from my Jensen, tossed to the other Jensen, only to be thrown here. I have no idea what’s going on, I just know that I’m so tired. Of it, and of everything. I just want to go to sleep, and wake up and have everything be okay.”

Tears streamed down your face. Tears of frustration and despair. Of heartache and fear. Fear that you would never see your Jensen again. Or your house and the life you had made.

Dean pulled you into his arms, and while it wasn’t exactly the same as Jensen’s, it was still comforting. “Slow down, tell us everything.”

So you did. About your marriage to Jensen, and how everything had been perfect before being pulled away and thrown into utter chaos. You told him about somehow waking up in Austin, and finding out the person you were there was utterly horrible. You told them about driving towards Lawrence and the storm, and how you had slowly disappeared before Jared and Jensen’s eyes.

“Why don’t you go lay down and try to relax?” Dean suggested, eyeing his brother cautiously. “We’ll figure things out, I promise.”

Nodding, you let him guide you out of the library, and down the hallway. A hallway you had walked so many times before. But not as yourself, but as Emma. It felt so much different now. Slightly chilly, the marble tile cool and real under your fingers. “You can sleep in here for right now,” Dean guided you into his bedroom. Reaching into one of the drawers, he pulled out a ratty T-shirt and shorts. What your character normally wore to bed. “I’ll be back to talk in a little bit.”

Smiling at him, you clutched the clothes as he quietly shut the door behind him. 

The bed smelled of Dean, a deep musk mixed with gunpowder and whiskey. It was a mixture that you had always loved. Breathing deeply, you snuggled in, the scent lulling you to a much-needed sleep.

“We need to tell her,” you heard hush arguing as you slowly woke up. “She deserves to know.”

“Yeah, that’s a great awakening,” Dean muttered sarcastically. “But I do agree that she needs to know. Speaking of which, have you heard from Emma? It would be pretty awkward for her to show up, and see another version of herself sitting here.”

“No, nothing. It’s not like her to stay this quiet,” Sam answered. “You don’t think…,”

You opened your eyes to see both brothers in the corner of the room standing close together as they tried to whisper. “I don’t know what to think!” Dean raised his voice, glancing at you to see that you were awake.

“What are you talking about?” You yawned. “Is everything okay?”

Sam patted Dean on the shoulder. “I’ll leave this one up to you.”

He left the room, and Dean slowly came to stand by the bed while you slid up to a sitting position. “Can I sit?” He asked, nervously tugging on the red and grey plaid he had changed into. Nodding, you scooted your legs up, giving him room to sit on the comfortable mattress. “Is it about Emma? Is she okay?”

“We’re not sure,” he answered, his green eyes searched your face. “But that’s not our biggest problem.”

You could feel nervous energy settle through your system as you waited for the bad news to fall. It had to be bad news, that was the only reason he would be this unsure. You stayed quiet, waiting for him to talk, not sure if you wanted to hear anything. 

“This is the third reality you’ve been in,” he started. “Your original one, then the one with another Jensen and Jared. And finally, this one. Each place being an alternate reality of what Sam and I believe is this one.”

“That makes sense, I think,” you were having trouble wrapping your mind around it. “But…,”

He held up his hand and you let him continue. “We’re not sure why you’ve been transported between the three. Why you, and no one else. We’re also not sure if Emma switched places with you. We haven’t been able to get a hold of her for a good 36 hours now. And that’s not a good sign.”

You could see how that news was heartbreaking to him. Instinctively you reached out, threading your fingers through his. “This is what we do know,” his stared straight into your eyes as he continued. “Chuck is super annoyed with us right now.”

“Chuck?”

“I’m not sure what episode of our lives your filming,” he muttered sarcastically. “But here Chuck is now the big bad guy. Killing people, ruining everything. And right now, he is destroying things. Entire worlds.”

“Entire realities?” You gulped. “Including mine.”

“That’s what we’re thinking,” he answered softly. “I’m so sorry Y/N. I know that’s not the news you were hoping for.”

A tear slipped down your cheek, another one quickly joining. “And my Jensen?”

The pained smile on his face was all the answer you needed. Tears streamed down your face, your entire heart shattering in an instant. Dean pulled you into his arms, giving you as much comfort as he was taking for himself. “Do you think he’s dead?” You asked, sniffling. 

“I believe so,” he answered. “Chuck wasn’t gentle. And as much as it hurts now, there has to be a reason you were saved.”

You rested your hand on your belly, Dean’s gaze following it before his eyes widened. “Maybe that’s the reason.”

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[incarnateirony]

idk if you are on twitter, but there's a journalist named Natalie fisher that basically just said we should believe that episode 18 was mishas last? on one hand a lot of the analysis you provide makes sense, but also like,, she is a journalist so idk what to do with this information

...Listen, I’m going to tell you something.

Someone literally told that same journalist exactly what was going to happen in the 15.18 confession scene before it happened and she argued with them that it wasn’t going to happen.

I only know this because a friend explicitly asked me if they were allowed to tell her our exclusive leak which was different from the original script leak but had to do with a fluke interception of the episode in transit. Because other countries exist that dub the show. But of course you can't just swing that around, so it was proposed, and apparently, she sat there refusing it. Well, we tried.

Our own server was so damn well prepared the bot was coded to link a Whitney Houston song any time someone yelled WHITNEY, as was expected inevitable, because the general vibe was

An entire server of clowns had like 60 memes ready. But here she is, arguing. With someone who knew better. For 2 months. Condescendingly even. Like wow that's stupid it would never be that loud ignore it lolol.

In fact in her misguided confidence she basically gaslit both herself and the friend to the point the friend rolled back what they believed and started questioning if it was a translation issue since it didn't arrive in english and maybe cas reall WASN'T going to tell dean he had always loved him and tell him why he deserves it before the empty takes him.

Uhhh...

So like. 

Take it with a grain of salt.

Natalie is usually good, for the record. Among journalists, she’s okay. She’s even friends with Meredith. But that said Meredith clearly didn’t tell her that, and that had been planned from go. She’s been stonewalled, she’s not getting screeners, she’s not getting intel, she’s /just as blind as you are right now./

Also her own logic is self-contradicting. What she is functioning on is anxiety.

Just like everybody else. She’s not used to flying blind. She’s used to knowing exactly what’s going on. She’s not used to doing fandom CSI and frankly, she even has been known to uh, borrow meta, but most meta right now is “DeanCas?” and she doesn’t want to do that because “getting up people’s hopes” or whatever. So she doesn’t have her direct feed line, she doesn’t have her screeners, she doesn’t have her normal press access and she doesn’t even have content to lift.

Summarily: she has no idea how to function right now, and I actually mean that in the kindest way.

As for that conflicting logic? Read her thread and apply your brain.

She acknowledges that Misha said he was going to be filming 5 more days after episode 18.

She then says that covid might have changed it.

She then also says that the reason he can’t come back is actually because that would just about demand reciprocation from Dean which, she personally believes they can’t do (just like she didn’t believe a week and a half ago that they were going to do ... uh, 15.18.)

Okay, so riddle me this: if the logic is that Misha can’t come back cuz it’s too gay, what does covid have to do with that change, and why would that change from literally the day after they filmed 15.18?

Logic people. Use it. Stop letting anxiety drive your CPU. 

Like either they had a way to handle it or they didn't. You don't cut one of your leads for extras after a major plot decision. And she even breaks out the stupid HE WAS FILMING A DIFFERENT MOVIE THATS WHY HE WAS IN VAN line.

Protip: spn was the only thing back in production then. They were the first ones back and a testing ground for Vancouver protocol.

Protip: the Amazon movie he's filming is filmed in the US

Protip: he went through multiple beard and haircut waves between each of these events, changing for each role.

What this actually means is, in lieu of actual sources, she's lifting fandom created noises that simple checks shoot down (eg being in van before van filming opened to film a us movie that didn't start filming for weeks even after his covid quarantine period in the wrong goddamn fucking country). Fandom, so goddamn desperate to find some validation for noise, decides to ascribe extra meaning to words and ideas they themselves halfassedly created and got a confused fandom journo to repeat in lieu of other sources. This is like the Trump Fox loop.

Pls ppl i beg you to use your braincases.

Like us, sitting here staring into the abyss of a transcript of not just words but events, trying to shoot holes in the source for months, peering into the abyss of the chain link saying "Destiel is going canon" (though i disagree with the fandom use of the term still) and even we weren't ready for the merch line that Stands had planned for a year and a half and also not told anyone.

Is this a way to promise your specific destiel goalpost is hit, no. But it's a point that currently she knows no more than you do, she has been violently wrong on just this topic matter recently, and her points don't even MAKE SENSE.

As it is, even on set leakers have been wrong. The original march leak came attached to a statement of having read 19 and Cas not even being mentioned. How did that work out for you?

But sure. They decided a groundbreaking swing for Cas with marketing for Dare To Defy everyone called queerbait that he and Jensen were both put in and a full planned merch line but stopped their plans because of the gay covid.

Again, do i promise your personal destiel landmark, no. Am i confident that Misha will be in the finale? Absolutely. If you remember in regards to destiel, before the season started, I commented that with the change in WB leadership, having its first woman CEO, having more women, people of color, and lgbtq people in high-ranking positions that ever, they're repackaging plan to recover from the AT&T bounce, the complete crash out of CEOs in their child and sister companies, and more, Anything Could Happen. I believe I used the term, it is a roll of the dice. Somewhere in the depths of my blog from season 14 and 15 Hiatus is the phrase, with the right roll of the dice, we could do anything. That line, from the god corporate told them in s11 they couldn't kill so they would find another way, has still slapped the taste out of my mouth from the Trap.

[lilousmustaches]

Far from home

Daddy!Jensen x Reader, Tom Holland x reader

Warnings: Pranks and i'm pretty sure that's it.

Notes: Hey guys! Another one of my crazy crossovers, this time with Daddy!Jensen, i admit this is not one of my best works but oh well... zero inspiration lately. I have so many ideas but i just can't write!!! This week i will try to post for you guys a different masterlist. And this week i also have my driving school test, wish me luck! Anyways, i hope you like it!!!!

Summary: Daddy Jensen and uncle Jared go to Marvel studios to visit the reader and her boyfriend, Tom.

"Say Hi to your sister Arrow!" Danneel said looking at the babygirl sitting next to her in the sofa too busy playing with her twin brother, Zeppelin. "Say Hi to (Y/N), Zep."

Zep looked curious at the phone, smiling when he saw you in the screen, making your heart ache. This made Arrow follow her brothers look and scream excited when saw you. "Sissy!" Arrow screamed trying to reach the phone. Since they were still very little, just one year old, they didn't talk much yet and you were proud to say that your little sister first word was "sis", and she said it to you. "Hey my loves." You said smiling through the FaceTime trying hard not to cry. "I miss you guys so much." "Mom! Where's my pink sneaker?" You heard JJ ask from somewhere in the house and you saw Danneel turning to her. "It's washing, come here say Hi to your big sister." She said making the blondie one go running to get the phone. "(Y/N)! (Y/N)!" You laughed when your sister's face appeared close to the scream with a big smile on her face. "I miss you, when you are coming home?" "Soon, just a few more days, I promise J" You said smiling. "I miss you sis, I miss you all." "We miss you too darling." Danneel said. "Are you going to tell him today about Tom?" She asked not even needing to say his name for you to know she was talking about your father. "Yes." You said making a face and she laughed. "I'm nervous." "It's going to be fine." She reassured but was interrupted when Arrow started to cry. "Oh okay, time to go, talk to you later sweetie." Danneel said and the last thing you heard was JJ screaming bye to you. The moment the FaceTime turned off, you sighed and hold back the tears, you missed your family. Your dad, Jensen Ackles, the one and only Dean Winchester from the Tv series Supernatural, was married to Danneel for a long time now. She was not your biological mom, but you considered her to be. Your "real" mom was a rebellious actress, that cared more about new fancy dresses and parties than to you, plus you had a horrible relationship. Jensen didn't even had to fight to take you to live with him, was your wish since ever and your mom didn't exactly care. Your father and Danneel had three kids together, JJ was born when you where 13 years old, and the twins, Arrow and Zepellin when you were 17. You had the best family in the world, and was lucky and proud to call yourself an Ackles. "I finally found you!" Your head turned up to see who was talking to you and smiled when saw Tom Holland, your boyfriend. "I finished my scenes today so I am all yours." He explained giving you a chaste kiss before sitting next to you, in a seat in front of your trailer. "I was talking to D and the munchkins." You explained showing your phone and he nodded. "I'm so nervous." He admitted making you laugh. "Don't laugh at me! I remember the state you were when you met my mother." "It's fine, I'm nervous too." You said. "But he will like you, I know he will." "You can't be sure darling." He said in that British accent you loved so much. "He may want to kill me." "We are about to find out." You joked and he rolled his eyes. Just like your father and stepmom, you chose to be an actress. And got a important part, in no less than Marvel studios. You appeared in Doctor Strange and came back for the newest Avengers movie, where you met Tom, spider man himself, and cliche as it seems, instantly feel in love. He was sweet, funny, caring and in reality, the only one about your age. He was 21 and you were 18. Because of that, you passed a lot of time together, and quickly the friendship evolved into a relationship. The producers needed to shoot some scenes in Vancouver, coincidentally where Supernatural was filmed. And of course you enjoyed the opportunity to see you father, who you didn't saw in four months. You arrived yesterday to the city and still haven't had time to go out and stay with your dad, so he and your uncle Jared, his best friend, decided to pay you a visit. "We are here! But a little lost, how in the world your 'improvised just a few days set' is bigger than forever Spn set? I'm insulted. Come find us please." You laughed at your father message showing it to Tom, before taking his hand and getting up. "Ready to meet your father-in-law?" You asked joking. "Not even a little bit." Tom answered. You walked around a little bit trying to find them, but apparently they really were lost. "Hey there love birds!" You saw Chris Evans waving at you, with a smile in his face. Evans was one of the cast members you were most close with, he was a clown and always made you laugh. "(Y/N) I just meet your father, and it really fucking scared me." He said. "Imagine if he took the Captain America part years back? Man... He is taller than me, and Jared, he is taller than Hermsworth, I just couldn't believe it." Evans said. Jensen actually was offered the Capitan American part years back, but refused it because of Supernatural, he didn't regret it and honestly he was relieved he didn't take it. You however, said yes immediately when was offered a part in Doctor Strange. "I know, uncle Jared is a giant, it's insane." "I'm worried." Tom admit it making Chris start laughing like crazy. "It's going to be okay pal." Evans said patting Holland's back. "Meeting the father in law, big step huh? No pressure..." He joked to make Tom more nervous. "Just kidding, Jensen is looking for you (Y/N), they are that way." You thanked him and walked in the direction he pointed soon seeing your father and your uncle talking to Benedict Cumberbatch, still in the Doctor Strange suit. Ben ended being a protective father figure for you too since you did a lot of your scenes together. Jensen stopped talking when spotted you coming in his direction, with the spider boy behind you. He knew him from Civil War and from the new spider man movie but never met the kid personally. "Dad!" You said walking a little faster and throwing yourself in his arms, sighing in relief. You always was incredibly close with your family, especially your dad, when you were younger, you would pass days in the Spn set with him just enjoying his company. "Hi sweetheart." Jensen said still hugging you strong. "I missed you." "I missed you too." You said not wanting to break the hug. "So much." "Too cool to hug your uncle?" Jared joked when you stepped away from Jensen making you roll your eyes but the smile not leaving your face. "Hi uncle Jared." You said jumping in his arms as well as he hugged you strong. "Hi (Y/N), I miss having you around." He said making you smile and giving you a kiss on the forehead when you stepped away. "Marvel set is fun but nothing compares to Supernatural." You said. "I won't take this as an offense." Benedict said making you all laugh. "But anyways I still have to finish some scenes today. Bye Jensen, Jared, always a pleasure." Ben said shaking theirs hands. "See you tomorrow (Y/N)." He said giving you a quick hug and then turning to Tom. "You coming?" "Hmm no, I am done for today." He said with a small smile and you felt for him. He was indeed so nervous. And embarrassed. "Oh... OH okay, bye guys." Benedict said finally realizing that you were about to say to Jensen that you were dating Tom. It was no secret between the people on set, especially because you two was always together, but it still was a secret for the rest of the world. You already had the chance to met his mother, his twins brothers and his best friend, Harrison. But this was the first time Tom was meeting someone from your family, and it didn't help when it was Jensen Ackles*, the main actor from one of his brothers' favorites shows. "So..." Your dad broke the awkward silence hoping that you would do something about it. "Oh yeah, I'm sorry!" Tom said fast and your dad and Jared immediately noticed the British accent. "I'm Tom, I play Spider man." He said shaking your father's Hand and after Jared's. "I know, I saw it." Jensen replied and this new information, if it was possible, made Tom more nervous. "Okay, dad..." You sighed taking courage to said it since by the state the poor boy was, he was never going to be able to do it. "This is Tom, my boyfriend." Jensen and Jared looked at each other not showing any emotions in their faces, actually, in that moment you saw a lot of Dean in your father. And after torturous seconds, Jensen started to shake his head in denial. "I told you bringing the gun was a good idea." Jensen said to Jared, pulling from the back of his jeans a pistol making Tom go nuts. He looked desperately between you and Jensen. "Wait, what?" Tom said confused but insanely scared. Your dad looked scary as hell. You frowned and rolled your eyes when realized everything. "Dad, stop that's enough." You said taking the gun out of his hands. "Relax Tom, he's just messing with you. See?" You continued hitting on him with the suppose gun. "A toy, from their set." Tom took a moment to understand what was happening and sigh in relief putting his hand over his heart. Jared started to laugh like crazy, making Jensen and guilty, you, copy him. "I'm sorry kid, you should have seen your face." Jensen said still laughing a little bit and Tom finally was able to start laughing too, after the shock passed. "How did you know?" You asked suspiciously because clearly the two grown up mans, who mentally looked like 10 years old, in front of you had planned this. "Your sister told me." Jensen started becoming more serious. "She listened to you talking to Dee about your spider man boyfriend and after making me promise not to tell you, she told me." He explained making you open a yellow smile. "Really (Y/N)? JJ is only 5 years old and you are already corrupting her." "Clearly I didn't teach her how to lie properly." You said annoyed and Jared chuckled passing his arms around your shoulders. "If Jensen here didn't have time to calm down when discovered the news, believe me, Marvel would be needing to look out for a new spider man right now." Jared said. "You should thank me for being an amazing uncle that got your back." "You two almost murdered my boyfriend of heart attack, I won't thank any of you." You said making Tom giggle. You went to his side, holding his hand and he smiled. "It's fine, my left arm is hurting a little bit but I guess is normal?" Tom joked making you roll you eyes and give him a chaste kiss. "That's enough young lady. Holding hands is enough." Jensen said annoyed. "Now let's go to the restaurant, i missed talking to my daughter and Misha have been bugging me all week excited to see you." "Wait, we're early, aren't we? Let's do a tour." You suggested and your dad sighed. "If you insist." He said making you hold back a smile because you knew that he was just pretending he wasn't enjoying every single second of it, being the marvel sucker he was. You started to walk around the improvised set they arranged for that few days of shooting in Vancouver. The official set was way bigger. You showed Jensen and Jared, the makeup room, a few assembled scenarios, where the costumes stayed (Jared insisted in taking Thor's hammer to take a few selfies), your trailer and Tom's making Jensen close his expression when he realized they were close. The four of you talked a lot, Tom told your dad that he, as you, had twins brothers and a little one, Paddy. When you had JJ and the twins. Tom was talking to Jared, about spider man stuff, walking a little ahead of you and your dad, who was with his arm around your shoulders. "(Y/N)" You dad said breaking the comfortable silence between you two. "Hm?" "I really missed you kid." Jensen admitted making you look surprised at him but soon smiled. "I missed you too dad." You said. "I hope you liked Tom, it means a lot to me." Like Tom knew you were talking about him, he quickly looked back and gave you a small smile. A little gesture that was common between you two, between takes or in places you couldn't show that you were together. "Yeah, he is a good kid." Your father said struggling. "But you always going to be my little girl (Y/N) and now instead of running around my trailer you pass over seven months away from home, working on marvel. This is huge. And I'm freaking proud of you sweetheart. I guess It's just hard watching you grow up." "You had your chance to work here old man." You teased making he do a classic Dean's bitch face. "I'm joking! What I mean is that I love you too." You said smiling. "And besides you still have JJ, Arrow and Zep to to spoil." "Yeah, my four little demons." He joked making you laugh and gave a fist pump in his abdomen. "But...I love you too princess." "Hey, what are you talking about? Let's go, Cliff is already here." Jared said. Cliff, was their private driver, security and friend. After you gave him a strong hug, he took you all to the restaurant where Misha, Rob, Richard, Briana and Kim, basically the Supernatural cast, were waiting for you. You cared for them and missed them all, and they loved to meet Tom. Misha along with Jared and your father, couldn't stop teasing him, but he didn't really care. Being the first boy of four in his family and one of the youngest on Marvel set, he was kind of used to it. And of course they couldn't stop asking about Spider man, which Tom answered proudly. "Are you okay?" Tom asked caressing your hand under the table seeing that you were a bit quiet for a while. You turned, giving him a small smile and a chaste kiss, that passed unnoticed by the people on the table, that were immersed in their conversation about something that happened in last Spn convention. "Yeah, I'm glad we're here." You said making he smile. "I'm glad that I finally met part of your family, surprising your dad isn't scary as I thought he would be. Harry freaked me out saying sometimes even himself was scared of Dean and that I should get ready." Tom explained referring to one of his twins brothers who just loved Supernatural. "Now I'm really want to meet your sisters and brother and Danneel." "And I'm dying to meet Paddy, he is the sweetest." You said talking about the times when Tom facetimed his little brother with you by his side.   "I'm starting to think that you may like him more than me." Tom joked and you narrowed your eyes, as you were thinking about it. "This might be true, I must say." You said making Tom roll his eyes. "But you're the cutest." "I know I am." He said making you laugh. "But you're the sexiest, so I guess that make us the perfect couple." Tom continued whispering, his face close to yours, making you give a embarrassed laugh. He kissed you again, this time depending it. Jensen stopped laughing about something that Misha had said when saw you and Tom. "(Y/N) Ackles." Jensen warned making you immediately stop your actions. It's was okay thought, you would have time to make out with Tom another time. Right now you were just incredibly happy to have your boyfriend on one side and your dad on the other. Being on Marvel was amazing, of course. But those were the moments you really cared about.

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Only In My Dreams Part 3

Summary: Courtney is still at a loss and her distraction might just cost her, her life.

Pairing: Sam x OC

Warnings: language, supernatural violence

Word Count: 2049

Blood poured from Courtney's mangled arm. It looked like she had gotten into a fight with a wildcat and the wildcat had won. There was also a gash across her chest and she honestly thought this was it. This was the end. There was no way she was walking away from this alive. She gazed up at the rugaru standing over her. He was big almost as tall as Sam, but bulkier and his black eyes stared down at her with hunger. She knew the monster was planning to make her its next meal and she just knew it was going to be a painful death. She wished that Sam and Dean hadn't made her come out with them. She definitely couldn't do this.

Earlier that day

When Sam and Courtney emerged from the bathroom Dean was up and drinking a cup of coffee. He didn't seem fully awake with the way he kept rubbing at his eyes, but he had a newspaper opened on the table with an article circled. In New Orleans a woman was found with most the flesh eaten from her body. The cops were chalking it up to an animal attack, but the woman had been in her home and there were signs of a break in and then a struggle in her bedroom before whatever had attacked had won.

Courtney almost gagged as she looked over the article. Even just reading that someone had the flesh eaten was enough to turn her stomach and she was supposed to help track down whatever monster had done this? That was just crazy. There was no way she wanted anything to do with that. She would just help with research and that would be it. There was no way in hell she was actually going to fight whatever the creepy thing was. Nope she would stay in the motel and read about it. Helping the guys by giving them all the information she could. That was what she planned to do. Of course first they had to try and identify what the monster could be.

As Dean took off to get them breakfast Courtney pulled out a laptop. She wasn't sure whose it was, but when it booted up the lock screen was of her and Sam kissing, her nickname was there where the username went, and surprisingly she knew the password. She frowned and clicked on the chrome icon loading up the search engine and started to do research. As she looked through different articles on monsters her mind kept drifting to Sam, who sat across from her on his own laptop, and Dean who had yet to return. She didn't understand how any of this was possible.

Sam and Dean weren't real, monsters weren't real, none of this was real. The Winchesters were played by Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles, monsters were just people in costume or CGI, and it was all filmed in Vancouver. Yet every time she looked over her laptop she was reminded that Sam was in fact sitting in front of her and was trying to figure out what kind of monster ate human flesh. How had this suddenly became her life? One minute she was an overworked paralegal who wanted a different life and in the next she was waking up next to Sam Winchester and she was researching monsters. None of it made sense and she wished she had some answers.

With a heavy sigh Courtney ran a hand through her hair and decided she needed to step out for a breath of fresh air. “Hey I'm gonna go outside for a second. I think some fresh air will help clear my mind,” she said. Sam lifted his head and locked eyes with her trying to discern if she was alright or if she was still stressing about whatever had bothered her that morning. After a few seconds he nodded his head. He trusted that she would be fine on her own. Courtney smiled and headed out the door.

Spotting a bench under a tree across the parking lot she darted toward it. It wasn't exactly what she would consider being in nature, but it was close enough. She could sit under the large willow, breath in the scent of the daffodils growing at its base and relax, clear her mind, and come up with a plan. Courtney desperately wanted to understand what was going on with her life right now. Unfortunately she wasn't going to get the chance to do that. No sooner than her sitting down on the bench did she hear someone saying her name.

Lifting her head, Courtney locked eyes with the eldest Winchester who was holding up a bag full of food from the diner down the street and shaking it. Knowing that if she said she didn't want to eat Dean would pester her she headed back across the lot. When the bag was emptied and she saw the egg white, spinach omelette with onions and mushrooms along with an English muffin she was speechless.

“Is something wrong with it? I told them to toast the muffin,” Dean said. After assuring him nothing was wrong Courtney started eating. It had just been a surprise that he had gotten her favorite meal. It only added to the confusion she felt. Both Winchesters acted so familiar with her and it had her thinking that just maybe this wasn't a dream. But then how was that possible? It couldn't be. She quickly shook that thought away.

Everyone finished eating and piled into the Impala. Sam had a pretty good idea what the monster was and it was time to head out. Hopefully once they reached New Orleans they could find it pretty easy and kill it before it killed anyone else. Of course Courtney was freaking out internally the entire drive. She kept having the same thoughts playing over and over in her head. Oh God, are they going to expect me to hunt? I cant hunt. I've never hunted a day in my life! Even with how familiar the guys acted, how loving Sam treated her, the few memories she had of this life she refused to believe any of it was real. She couldn't stop thinking all of this was a dream.

As soon as they reached the city Dean found a motel and they checked in. They needed to change into their FBI get up and go check out the victim's body. Courtney wasn't looking forward to seeing a dead body. Something told her it would make her sick. But she changed into a tight grey pencil skirt, a dark green blouse, and a grey jacket. Slipping on some black peep toe heels she followed the boys out to the Impala.

At the morgue Courtney’s assumption was almost proven right. When she saw the body with the flesh ripped off and muscles showing she had to choke back bile. It was the most disgusting thing she had ever seen and she just knew seeing the monster responsible would be even worse. I'm definitely staying in the motel room. Looking away from the body she looked to Sam. “So rugaru?” She asked. It was the theory they had came up with before leaving the last town.

“Yeah it's a rugaru. We'll need to make some flamethrowers and try to find out where and who it is,” Sam said.

A quick trip to the hardware store provided them with everything they needed to take out the rugaru. Now they just needed to find it. As the boys set to work making the flamethrowers Courtney grabbed some more comfortable clothes and changed. Plopping down on one of the beds she turned the TV on and tried to relax. Everything was still confusing, but she was tired of thinking and just wanted to clear her mind with some mind-numbing television.

However that wasn't going to happen. When the TV clicked on Sam looked over at her. “Uh babe what are you doing? We're getting ready to go out and find the rugaru.”

Courtney lifted her head and stared back at Sam. “I thought I would just hang out here. Relax for a bit ya know.”

“You never want to stay at the motel. You're always right in the thick of things. You've said countless times you love this part. Killing the monster and saving people.” Sam had been worrying about Courtney all day after the freak out in the shower and this just made him worry even more.

Dean cocked a brow. “You can't stay back. Like Sam said you love this part and we need you. Hell you're better at taking out monsters than even gigantor over there.”

Well fuck me. Looks like I'm stuck going out in the field. I swear if I get killed I'm gonna haunt their asses. “Yeah I know. Just a little tired today. Give me a minute and I'll be ready.” Courtney climbed out of the bed, slipped some jeans over her shorts and put her tennis shoes on.

An hour after trying to find the rugaru Dean decided they should split up, cover more ground. That way they might find it before someone else was killed. Courtney was against splitting up, but she knew if she spoke up the boys would question it. And really she had no answers for them. She still had no idea why she was living this life, why she had memories from being a hunter, but the ones of being a paralegal were more vivid and at the forefront of her mind. It was best to avoid questions at this point.

Walking down an alleyway Courtney's mind wouldn't shut up. She was terrified of finding the monster on her own, she also was having trouble believing all of this was real, she couldn't stop thinking she didn't belong out here. It was because of her thoughts that she was distracted and didn't hear or see the rugaru until it was too late. Nails raked down her arm as it was gripped tight and she was thrown to the ground. The pain was worse than anything she had ever endured. A small cry escaped her and she squeezed her eyes shut to stave it off.

Looking down at her arm she let out a whimper. Blood poured from Courtney's mangled arm. It looked like she had gotten into a fight with a wildcat and the wildcat had won. There was also a gash across her chest and she honestly thought this was it. This was the end. There was no way she was walking away from this alive. She gazed up at the rugaru standing over her. He was big almost as tall as Sam, but bulkier and his black eyes stared down at her with hunger. She knew the monster was planning to make her its next meal and she just knew it was going to be a painful death. She wished that Sam and Dean hadn't made her come out with them. She definitely couldn't do this.

Just as Courtney had given up, had surrendered to her fate she heard a loud scream. The rugaru was on fire and letting out the most awful, pain filled noise. Slowly it fell at her feet dead and she looked at it for a brief moment before looking to her rescuer. Sam stood there, flamethrower in hand and looking worried. He dropped the makeshift weapon and rushed to her side. “I've got you. We'll get you patched up. But you want to tell me how you managed to get so banged up?”

Courtney in fact did not want to tell Sam. She just shook her head and said it got the drop on her. The look in Sam's hazel eyes said he didn't believe her, but he didn't press her further.

Back at the motel Sam cleaned and bandaged her arm. She gave him a kiss and laid down. While she didn't understand anything that was going on, she did understand her and Sam were together. Out of all the craziness that was going on that was the one thing she liked. But would it be enough to keep her sane? Would it be enough to help her adjust and accept this was now her life?

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[thenightling]

When fandom becomes... Just dumb...

A few months ago I said that the fandom for Neil Gaiman’s Sandman was probably the nicest, warmest, most inviting fandom I had ever become a part of.  And this is still true now.

I was also in the Lucifer TV series fandom.  The show is what made me finally decide to give Sandman a chance last June. (Better late than never!) 

Ever since the cancellation however I have seen the Lucifer fandom kind of deteriorating...

Before Lucifer was canceled, the dumbed thing I had seen in the Tumblr fandom was bearing the occasional “headcanon” that Lucifer and Chloe would one day rule Hell together as King and Queen and they would live happily ever after in this way.  I have tried to rebuff this, explaining why I don’t believe Lucifer would want to go back to ruling Hell and why someone like Chloe could never rule Hell, also using quotes from the shows star that it’s “the ultimate redemption story.”  this all indicated to me that there was no chance Lucifer would go back to Hell. But explaining this perspective earned responses of “They have a right to their opinion!”  Yes, and I have a right to disagree with that opinion and to counter it with my own.  Having a right to your opinion does not mean it cannot be disagreed with. “Right to my opinion!” is not a magical shield that protects you from the opinions of others.  I hate when people use that to shoot down or dismiss discourse.

Yes, you can have your own “headcanon” but I’m just explaining why I don’t think it really works with the canon as we know it.  And I have a right to feel that way as surely as you have a right to feel contrary.   

No one can tell you what you can or can’t imagine.  That is always your choice but I have a right to explain why I don’t share your vision.  I have a right to disagree with it and imagine things my own way.  That’s what right to opinion actually means, it doesn’t mean “I get to make anyone who doesn’t agree with me shut up forever.”  I get to disagree with you, you get to disagree with me. That’s freedom.

Ah, but that was the worst of it for a while.   Nothing too serious really.  But then... Then the show got canceled.  And I made the mistake of joining several “Save Lucifer” facebook groups. And... things got dumb quickly.

First there were / are people who literally reply to everything with #SaveLucifer and #PickupLucifer.  And they even write it on meme pictures... Because Somehow Twitter can read a picture you posted on Facebook now?   

Besides the general lack of understanding of how hashtags work there were a few people out-right discouraging mentioning the source material.  “I ignore any post that mentions the comic strip.”  If you try to explain the difference between a comic book and comic strip you’re told you’re “Butt hurt.”  One woman with utter authority decided to say “Show fans are not comic book fans and fans of the show would never read a comic book.”  Umm... Excuse me?

A few “Most people don’t know it’s a comic.  I only know because my kids told me.”  It’s in the opening credits of every, single episode.  Do you cover your eyes when the text is on the screen?  

Then there were the constant sharing of express(dot)co(dot)uk articles, no matter how many times you tell them they’re a clickbait tabloid.  Stories that distort simple things like Tom Ellis doing an interview with BBC News and twisting it into “Is BBC Entertainment buying Lucifer?”  The trusting of Express is still on-going.

One posted about how in the Lucifer comics he doesn’t even quit Hell.  I tried to break it to this person that they were reading the wrong comics and he most certainly does quit Hell.  They have to read Sandman first and then Lucifer’s solo comics by Mike Carey.  He quits Hell in Sandman.  Later They posted something similar (about how Lucifer doesn’t even quit Hell in the comics) a few days later.   When I, again, tried to tell them that they were reading the wrong comics, they replied with “Are you done trying to spoil the whole story?  I’m not reading replies because I don’t want spoilers.”  

What part of…

YOU ARE READING THE WRONG COMICS

Do they not accept?  If someone knows this person please break this to them.

One recent incident I had was trying very hard to explain to an “expert” that the two Lucifer bonus episodes are NOT leftovers from Season 2.  That the season 2 episodes held over for season 3 had aired much earlier in the season.  Though I had linked a Q and A with Dan’s actor (director of one of the episodes) and a recent question response I saw on Neil Gaiman’s Tumblr, also confirming that the filming had been relatively recent- this person insisted they had done their “Research” and was refusing to accept that they were confusing old, several-month-old stories about the season 2 hold over episodes, and the two bonus episodes actually filmed for season four. 

People like that had been confusing and misleading fans and even commenting on articles about the bonus episodes because they couldn’t grasp that episodes filmed in season 2 and used for season 3 are NOT the same episodes shown AFTER the season 3 finale. They were shown after the finale because they weren’t actually intended for season 3. 

Here’s the common sense thing:  Season 2 Lucifer was filmed in Canada.  You can spot the Hold-over season 2 episodes easily because they are still using the Canadian sets and passing Vancouver off as LA. Those bonus episodes are using the authentic LA sets.  It’s not that complicated.   

   It would be one thing if this was just one person but several people were making this mistake and or repeating the misinformation.  Claiming, with absolute certainty, that those bonus episodes were filmed back in season 2.  Despite the fact that those two bonus episodes were still being sound mixed only days before they aired and were always intended as “stand alone” episodes for season four.  That’s also why the show had ended on a cliff hanger. They had thought they were definitely getting a season four. 

This particular one argued fiercely, this on particular “researched” person, and tried to explain away why she wouldn’t click the links I’d provided and wouldn’t read my ‘essay long” replies “because (she) has a life”.  Yeah, it became “That” kind of an argument.  

And there was at least one comment of “I wish Morgan Freeman had voiced God and not some random British guy.”  (That had earned sixteen likes...)

Then there were those who insisted Fox was going to buy Roseanne, that they had proof Fox was buying Roseanne (Satire articles and random Twitter posts from strangers) and that Roseanne would replace Lucifer.   After that came the conspiracy theorists that “One Million Moms got it canceled.”  One Million Moms was protesting Lucifer before it even aired.  If they were successful it would not have had three seasons...

Then came those that posted screen grabs of the show now airing on Mondays at eight.  Saying “This is what they replaced Lucifer with!”   Umm... I shouldn’t have to explain this to grown ups.  The season was over.  That means even if Lucifer had gotten a fourth season, that show currently in the timeslot, would be there.  That’s called a “Summer replacement” or “Summer filler.”  But again, it wasn’t just one or two people. It was lots and lots of people all saying things like “This is why I’ll never watch Fox again!”  “I can’t believe they think THIS will do better than Lucifer.”

One poor girl suggested that she would have liked it if Azrael dressed like a Goth girl like Death of The Endless only to get horrible responses of “lol I think Angels predate Goth.”  Yeah, and?  Angels predate Nightclubs, Armani suits, and Piano too.   And “No, I like her nice and sweet.” and “No, I like her nerdy.”  What exactly do they think Goth means?  Due to so much anti-Goth commenting the girl eventually deleted her post.  

Some of the weirder ones (that feel like they never watched the show) are people talking about how they’d happily go to Hell to be with Tom Ellis as The Devil.

And a few posts saying “I’d sell him my soul” with several agreements.  But in the comics and TV show he repeatedly says he does not buy souls.   You were told this IN the show.  He doesn’t like this sort of thing.  He’s all about free will, remember?

 In the two weeks I’ve been in these groups I’ve seen more obnoxious fanwank than nearly any other fandom I have ever been a part of.   I had never seen fandom so bad in such a concentrated way.     

But the last two days I’ve seen the worst of it...

First I witnessed one of the head writers ask William Shatner if he’d be willing to play God if the show comes back. (This happened on Twitter and then spread everywhere.)  This bothered me a little bit since I had just heard Neil Gaiman would be happy to return to voicing God.  Apparently Neil had even said “Just try and stop me.”  

 Now if it was another “Dad is possessing someone” story, sure. I could have accepted it but it still didn’t sit right for me.   And it was the comments that followed that really got under my skin.  “Yay!  I didn’t like Neil Gaiman as God anyway!” and “Good. Neil Gaiman sucked as God.”   Wow...  Such nice fans. so polite about the guy who created the thing they love. 

Neil Gaiman has stood behind SaveLucifer along with William Shatner.  And suppose this was a temporary “possession” thing (as I was starting to suspect it would have been) and Neil Gaiman was set to come back after that?  You think posting that he was awful is a good idea?  This should be common sense but  bashing the voice of the man who created the character is rude.   

I know she (the writer) was trying to rile up the fans at the exciting idea of William Shatner making a guest appearance but immediately after Neil Gaiman said he’d happily come back, and not giving context to how “Dad” would be Shatner caused problems in the fandom, not unity and cheering.  And weird, senseless, sudden insulting of the man who created the character.  I really don’t like that.

The writers have made some really horrible decisions in trying to manipulate fan reactions. That drawn out “Will Chloe ever learn the truth’ and then last minute cliffhanger come to mind.  Along with the whole “Will Chloe choose Pierce(Cain)?”  NO!   Of course she won’t pick Cain!  Tom Welling told everyone who interviewed him that the role was temporary.  Everyone knew it wouldn’t last. 

My experiences today though top the cake.

An anonymously created fan art is circulating of a fake season 4 poster.  “One Man.  Two faces.”  And it even says #SaveLucifer ON the poster but there are fans mistaking it as real.�� It’s a fan art photoshop job not even of the tone of the first three season posters!  It literally says “#Savelucifer” on the poster!  It looks almost like a poster for a low budget horror movie.  But they are mistaking it as real.

And finally, there is mild- very slight- not taken too seriously, rumor that Neil Gaiman’s Sandman might finally be adapted.  I know what triggered this rumor.  It’s because Matthew Cable is going to be in the new Swamp Thing series for DC’s streaming service.  And today Matthew is more well known for his role in Sandman than Swamp Thing.       

And for the first time in my entire experience in the Lucifer fandom I saw true anti-Sandman comments.  Not anti comics (I was starting to get used to those even if they felt like 1950s level ignorance), but actual anti-Sandman. 

 “If they do Sandman but not Lucifer their streaming service is gonna fail!” and “Boycott Sandman!”  “It’s our Lucifer or no Lucifer!”  You don’t even know what’s IN Sandman!  You might even like it!  It’s not a competition.  The Sandman didn’t make Lucifer get canceled.    

They don’t even realize some of their favorite lines IN the Lucifer TV show are direct quotes from the Sandman comics that they are now bashing!

When the fans start bashing the character’s creator, and the source material I tend to lose interest.  It’s like when I saw that the director of Victor Frankenstein had said the Mary Shelley novel was “as dull as dishwater.”  Yeah, how’s that working out for you, pal? 

  At this point if Lucifer is saved I’m not sure I’m going to watch it.  

The facebook portion of the fandom is really rubbing me the wrong way.  And most are thirty-somethings acting like children or newbies to the Internet. 

 In closed (private) Facebook groups replying to posts with a nausea inducing chorus of #Savelucifer and #Pickuplucifer (and jpeg pictures of the hashtags as if that somehow works!) is not going to DO anything.  And many are literally replying to everything with those tags or adding it to every post and when people try to explain that is not how the hashtags work in a private group on Facebook they get angry and accuse the person of not actually wanting to save the show.  It’s demented.

I admit I was already a little bitter the third season of the show focussed on the “ships” too much and ridiculously stretched out the “Will Chloe ever find out the truth?” only to leave it on a cliffhanger, and the writing in season 3 felt inconsistent to me. - (Cain wants to be mortal and then after a very short conversation decides he wants to be immortal.  As if he never considered the pratfalls of being mortal in his thousands of years of life?  He “loves” Chloe but opens fire on her?  And don’t get me started on what they did to Mazikeen, or Trixie accidentally giving pot brownies to her elderly teacher until she couldn’t feel her legs.  And Maze “hilariously” - and treated like it’s no big deal- throwing male strippers into traffic...) -  but I was willing to fight to try to get the show a fourth season, in the hope that a fourth season could go back to the quality of the first two seasons.  However after all the stupidity, rudeness, and assholary I’ve witnessed in the last two weeks I don’t think it’s worth it.   I know none of them will read this as they seem allergic to “long” comments.  

I’m getting seriously burnt out on the behavior of too many Lucifer fans...

[titaniclover93]

To whom it may concern, I wanted to pass this information onto you. Please feel free to discern this information as you feel. This has been on my mind for quite some time. There has been some red flags about Bear, actress Kate Winslet’s three-year-old son. The first time I saw a photo of him, there was a mysterious and uncanny resemblance to her best friend and two-time costar, Leonardo DiCaprio. I know you’re going to think I am some crazy fan who’s just seeing things. Let me just explain some items and facts I’ve observed since Kate married her husband Ned Rocknroll. Yeah, I can’t believe that’s his name either. When I found out Kate married Ned, and that Leo walked her down the aisle and gave her away, I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad, since the whole world has wanted Leo and Kate together since they first starred in that epic blockbuster romance “Titanic” twenty years ago. A couple years after Kate married Ned, I read an article about Kate, and one of the questions the journalist asked her was simply whether Leo really did walk Kate down the aisle. Her response was: “I’m not telling. I’m not saying anything,” before giving a cheeky smile. So… what really happened that day when Kate supposedly married Ned…? Oh, and that is just the first item off the list. I soon after found out a few more details about her wedding to Ned, and one of those things was that Leo wrote Kate a poem and read it to her at her wedding. Umm… That sounds like some damn wedding vows to me! I’m not done. In January or February 2013, right after the wedding, Leo put together a party/reception for whoever could not attend the wedding. Why does it seem Leo is so involved in Kate’s life and marriage this time around? Quite bizarre if you ask me. In a lot of ways Ned seems more like a cover-up than her husband to help hide Leo and Kate’s secret relationship/marriage. Another thing, Leo hasn’t had a girlfriend for longer than a year ever since Kate was in that fire at Necker Island back in 2011. Coincidence? I think not! All those models he “dates” are more like buddies to him than anything else. They mean nothing to Leo. Alright, now let’s jump to Bear. When Kate announced she was pregnant with her third child with husband Ned, I was over the moon for her. One thing I noticed during her pregnancy though was that there were minimal, close to no photos of her with Ned. When there was a photo, he was always in front pulling her along, almost as if he was some assistant. Neither did she ever have photos taken of herself and Ned on the red carpet, at any events. Even today, she refuses to. I’m just sitting here thinking “he is your husband! Shouldn’t you be posing for photos with him? Like a normal married couple would?” As soon as Bear was born, I couldn’t wait till we saw a photo. No public photos at all. One day while going through Twitter, I came across this photo of Ned’s cousin holding a baby. “Is that Bear?” I asked myself. Sure enough it was. Not too long after, another photo surfaced. Again, it was a photo posted by a member of Ned’s family. The more I saw these photos, the more I noticed an interesting yet bizarre similarity to Leonardo DiCaprio, especially when I compared them to Leo’s baby photos. They even share some of the same facial expressions as you can see in the photos, and in one of the baby photos of Bear and Leo, they have the same exact crooked smile on the left side. Baby Bear possesses zero resemblance to his supposed father Ned. That’s quite apparent, even in the most recent photo of Bear, when he was seen at the airport in Vancouver, when Kate arrived there to film “The Mountain Between Us” last November. I have heard most babies look like their father the first year of their life as a way to bond with their newborns. Ned’s facial structure is narrow and longer, whereas Bear’s face is very round just like Leo’s. The older Bear gets, I see Leo’s features more and more in his face. Please note that Kate would not let her teenage daughter have Instagram, which is something almost every teen in the world has. I think it’s pretty telling when a parent will not let them use such a popular app, and specifically make the point about not wanting their daughter to share photos of her baby brother Bear. Why such the effort to hide him? Another glaring piece of evidence I would like to point out is the fact that Bear is the only one of Kate’s three kids who does not share their father’s last name. Mia and Joe both have their fathers’ last names, whereas Bear does not. Why would Ned purposely change his legal last name to something as ridiculous as ‘Rocknroll’, while full well knowing it would pass onto any kids he has. I personally think Bear’s legal name is Bear Blaze Winslet DiCaprio. One theory I had was that Kate and Ned could not have a child together, so Leo agreed to be their sperm donor. That would explain Bear’s looks. Or it could have been something as simple as she had an affair with Leo, and they conceived a child. Recently, when Kate is giving interviews and Leo’s name is brought up, she acts very nervous. Meaning gets fidgety, cannot keep eye contact with the interviewer, nervous laughter. Another piece of information I’d like to mention, is the “Bear” Nameplate necklace Leo gifted Kate with shortly after Bear was born, which sounds like a push present. Honestly, it doesn’t make sense to me that Leo would randomly get Kate a necklace with her and Ned’s son’s name on it. He could have purchased her a blanket or a new toy for Baby Bear. He got her a necklace with his name on it. That is an extremely personal gift to give someone. Think about that one. Now let me just go back to last year’s award season. You know when Leo won his long overdue Oscar? Yeah, that time. That was the first time they were seen in public together since Bear was born, and boy if I didn’t know any better, I’d think they were a couple. The way they acted on the red carpet together, super touchy feely, could not take their eyes off one another. Then of course Kate’s reaction to Leo winning his Oscar was beyond priceless. Oh, then during the BAFTA award show, in one of Kate’s red carpet interviews, she was saying her own love story was her favorite love story. The interviewer responded by saying “the only one you need”. Kate decided to top it off by saying “ohhh…. If only you knew, if only you knewwww…” OK, now that pretty much solidified it for me, that there is something big going on in Kate’s personal life we don’t know…” One last thing I would like to stress, is when Kate joined Leo in St. Tropez for his fourth annual Foundation Gala, there were no words for the way they acted onstage. Genuinely holding hands, smiling, laughing like a real couple, almost as if it was second nature to them. Of course, two weeks later, those photos of them were released spending time together at his villa. Kate made no effort to hide the fact she was in a bikini with only a sheer tunic top over it, and Leo shirtless in swim trunks. Ned was nowhere to be seen anywhere on that trip. I highly doubt they would have their arms wrapped around each other, if that were the case. Then an onlooker explaining how they were seen on a couch lying together by the pool, exchanging intimate, tender gestures.  Oh my gosh! I almost forgot to mention the ring Leo gifted Kate with right after filming “Revolutionary Road” in 2007. The supposed “friendship” ring. OK, I’m sorry, no man buys a female friend a gift as intimate as a ring and calls it a friendship ring, especially at their age! I believe that ring was some sort of promise ring, in which he was going to marry her one day. Since it has that very secret inscription engraved in it, which Kate refuses to say anything about. Leo has not had a girlfriend for more than a year, since filming “Revolutionary Road” with Kate. That is when I believe he truly realized his feelings for Kate. Hence why he gave her that ring. In conclusion, I believe this information should be discerned, investigated, and discussed at your leisure, which going back to my main point, is why Bear so “coincidentally” resembles Leo and Leo’s mother for that matter. They share the same hair color and hair type/curliness; but also how Kate is trying her very hardest to not let photos of him be released to the public. In one photo, Kate had a photo shoot, and you can see she was holding Bear, but did not want him in the picture. I am not trying to start gossip. I am just a very observant person, especially when it comes to something of this size and scale. Just don’t even go to Kate and Leo’s reps first. Put it out there, and then let Kate and Leo try to deny the freaking thing. They won’t be able to. There are too many red flags. It all just makes sense. Take a look and observe the photos that are attached with this letter.  I would very much appreciate a reply back that you have received and read this letter.  Feel free to contact me at any time. I look forward to hearing from you and appreciate your time and consideration.