#POOR FUCKING CROWLEY DUDE

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“Good Omens Season 2 will be quiet, and gentle, and romantic.”

#good omens #good omens season 2 #good omens spoilers #good omens s2 spoilers #memes #HELP #MY HEART GOT RIPPED THE FUCK OUT #POOR FUCKING CROWLEY DUDE

[wanyinchen]

We all know that S3 is gonna be about the Second Coming-slash-Final Judgement blah blah blah blah blah but what i NEED is for Jesus to radiate so much little sibling energy™. I need them and Crowley to be a chaotic-sibling-bestie duo ok??? It's one of the only ways i can heal

#good omens #crowley #i need jesus to be a very chill dude (gn. they could be a little girl for we know) who pops out of the silver plane and surrounded by CIA #angel bodyguards and then they see Crowley and just fucking runs up to him to choke-bear hug hybrid him the way only little clingy sibs do #and then the angel operatives freak out #jesus: GASPS!!! HI BESTIEE🥰🥰🥰!!! how are ya doin? #crowley: what #angel mafia: !!!! AKDSKSDHASDJKL #and then crowley proceeds to kidnap him and then babysit him. they go to the barbie premier and the Eras tour and the bahamas and just went #around the world. leaving chaos in their wake. we're talking about confusion bafflement and maybe a whole ton of buffets being suddenly #replaced with fish and bread that could feed 6000 people. and then they fuck over governments without even trying and giving the poor the #queers the conspiracy theorists and all of the marginalized peeps everything they WANT #and where was aziraphale in all of this? stuck on heaven's top floor just seething that he can't go out cause the metatron locked him in. #the metatron angel-proofed the whole building just so aziraphale cannot leave. they're in lockdown and everyone is panicking. Aziraphale #the pedantic loophole-obsessed bastard that he is. was like "If they fucking angel-proofed superheaven then I'm gonna escape the good old- #fashioned human way. He then demolishes the glass with his bare fists. everyone screams and he walks out of heaven wearing #his tartan and shades because cool bamf angels don't look at the chaos they unleashed.

[elaemae]

The premium version of human is here to wreak house, mfs.

[Twst x Obey Me!AFAB!reader]

CHP. 6

PREVIOUS CHAPTER: PROLOGUE 5

I get really happy every time one of you guys like, reblog, or comment on my chapters, Thanks guys :3

CW: ANYTIME that MC is referred with male address or pronouns it's going to be color blue. There's also a shit-ton of cursing here.

You can feel your blood pressure ascending into the Celestial Realm (faster than a newly deceased good person) as this Azul Asheng-something mf drags you into his oh-so-fancy "Monstro Lounge" while you're just peacefully trying to fuck off from his dorm.

You were unfortunately curious enough to go poke your head into the mirrors leading to the dorms to see what they've got and use it as inspiration, but then this greasy-ass bitch sadly spotted you and literally hounded you to go in.

You would've socked him in the face for a second time but it turns out that he's a pretty important figure in this school.

You don't really wanna get in trouble for doing that.

(You may be able to do it to Crowley but you don't know if this attempted-bangle-thief has influential parents or something.. Crowley meanwhile, acts pretty parent-less for you.)

You are keeping an eye on him though.

If he tries any bullshit then he's getting his ass kicked.

Social hierarchy be damned.

You didn't rein in 10 demons, 3 angels, The greatest sorcerer in all of humanity and The literal fuckin grim reaper, (who're all constantly dragging you onto bullshit as either an accomplice or the baby-sitter) just for some dude in an Emo-friendly-cut-my-life-into-pieces college to best you.

• • • •

Jade did a double-take.

"..."

He blinked.

Azul is sending him SOS signals by blinking morse code at him.

Jade rubbed his eyes for a few seconds.

"..."

Nope, still the same.

Azul: *Blinking for help intensifies*

...Pft–

He bit his lip to stop his laughter from escaping.

Who would've thought that he'll see a day where his precious housewarden is having his face passive-aggresively squished and kneaded by a new student? And also, probably getting himself threatened based on the eerie smile on the students' face.

Azul should be grateful that floyd isn't here, lest he'll have two people on his hands that are more than happy to squish him around. He should be grateful there isn't anyone else around, really.. Lest the reputation he took so long to build crumbles.

Oh he can just imagine it at the top of his head.. The poor octo-mer will probably combust from embarrassment and maybe even go find himself an octo-pot that he can shimmy himself into.. oh how he misses those days...

(Elae: I'm just imagining baby Azul shimmying into a lil pot.. Ugh, so adorable I'm getting cute aggression.)

He does eventually step in to stop the student from treating Azul's face like a squishy piece of dough He took a couple of pictures ofc. he ain't an amateur, but not before almost getting his own face fall victim to the new students' hands.

• • • •

"You try this shit again and see what happens." You smiled at him as you squished his face.

He's still holding onto your wrists but he seems to have given up from escaping your passive-aggresive face massage. Instead, he seems to have settled in blinking so fast he can almost fly with his eyelashes.

This bitch really had the audacity to try and get you to sell your jewelry to him in exchange for a room in his frankly unimpressive dorm. (You have more than a dozen rich and powerful simps. A dorm in a college ain't gonna be enough to impress you anymore.)

"— I know that you must not have any money to pay but maybe we can compromise, it's gonna be hard for you and your friend (Yuu) to keep staying in the infirmary after all.."

"We can manage—"

"And my benevolence will not allow me to let some poor unfortunate souls be without accommodations... So what if, for a week of stay each, you give me your jewelry in retur—"

You got so pissed at the audacity that you almost strangled him but changed your tactic into a hateful squeezing the last second. (You can't be reported for physically violent behavior rn.)

He speaks as if the entirety of this college and its dorms can actually be worth even a single piece of the ring in your left hand.

But seriously? 15,000 madols (that's the price Azul told you) for one night of stay?? If you're gonna be paying that much money for a single room, then that room better solve all your problems, fulfill your greatest ambitions and then suck your imaginary dick afterwards.

Your annoyed musings were cut off when a hand tries to remove your grip from Azul's face.

You absent-mindedly reach your other hand, trying to deliver another kneading to a new victim.

• • • • •

Azul covers his face with his hand, embarrassed of how the situation played out.

It doesn't help that Floyd is cackling like a deranged maniac at him right now.

Thank goodness they're in his office.

"Can you stOp?!"

Poor bbg was so embarrassed his voice cracked :<

Hmph.

Jokes on you, even if he got embarrassed today he still got closer to your jewelry.

And now, he can 100% confirm that those ornaments aren't just for decorations.

The strong magic from your rings that were pressed against his face confirmed it.

Those things are definitely custom-made magical artifacts of the highest caliber.

Now.. How to get them...

• • • • •

You stopped walking, feeling someone's gaze on you.

Looking around discreetly, you didn't see anyone but you can still feel the eyes on your form.

Yeah no.

You continue on, ignoring the feeling of being watched, but not going to dark places or spots where you'll be all alone.

Time to check in on Yuu and their unwilling gang of window cleaners.

See if they're done already.

The sun is starting to go down, after all.

• • • • •

Mc... We're going to come find you.

Don't worry..

Please stay safe..

Please don't forget that we love you more than anything else in existence..

0u® |!gHt įN tH€ d@RkN€§$

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EDIT: WTF WHY DID THIS CHAPTER GET POSTED?! I SAVED IT IN THE GODDAMN DRAFTS THIS AIN'T SUPPOSED TO BE DONE YET WHAT THE HELL?!

Oh welp, ain't nothing I can do about it now..

Thanks for reading this far, readers☺️

Reblog or I'll bite ya ankles😈

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Tagging isn't working for some reason so I can't tag some of y'all. The usernames I tagged just fuckin disappearing.

Tumblr is messing with me rn.

You wanna throw hands, Tumblr??

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[via-l0ve]

Dude I can't beleive I found a spn preferences writing blog that is active..... could I request the Spn boys react to the reader playfully making fun of them (lowkey bullying them) with Gabriel also.

Bullying is a love language. (SPN pref!) 🩷

a/n: i suck at titles bro💀. thank you so much anon! i love supernatural and i’m always happy to get requests! i hope you enjoy this, i bully people i love all the time, i was giggling when i was writing this lol

warnings: swearing, bullying(is that a warning???)

Dean:

BETRAYED

he goes 👁️👄👁️

“what’s for breakfast”

“wHaTs FoR bReAkFaSt?!”

“y/n what the hell was that for.”

“you sounded funny.” 🤷‍♀️

he’s literally betrayed

so sad

“i just wanted breakfast.”

“sorry dean.” you’re laughing

pouts

but he DEFINITELY bullies you back.

he just gets offended if you do it

(he’s a hypocrite🩷)

—

Sam:

“okay so, get this-“ {goes on a rampage about the hunt that could’ve been summed up by a few words}

“wow, sammy. that was just SO interesting. i almost fell asleep but i’m sure glad i didn’t just so i could hear you say the same thing five times.” 🥰

silence

he gives you the bitch face

sam is SARCASTIC and he will clap back

“don’t worry y/n i made it extra long so your tiny mind would be able to understand.”

now it’s your turn to go 👁️👄👁️

“that was so hot.”

LMFAO jkjkjk

unlesssss

sarcastic sam is a hottie and i’m tired of keeping my opinions to myself!!!

he knows you mean well and he makes out with you afterwards <3

—

Castiel:

he gets sad

i feel like it would accidentally slip out

season 6(?) spoilers ahead

yk when they’re hunting down eve and cas can’t use his abilities and dean goes ‘great. without your angel mojo you’re basically just a baby in a trench coat.’ and cas goes

apologize right now.

he dosent get it he’s just a poor little angel

he adapts though and he realizes that it’s a way of showing love

he laughs about it after a bit.

—

Crowley

he is SHOOK

flabbergasted.

he dosent have people talk down to him often so when it happens (from YOU) he is unstable™️

he goes

it’s so funny

he’s such a drama queen omg

he will ROAST you back or give you the silent treatment

crowley gives me cheeto girl vibes idk if that’s good to say

—

Gabriel:

he shots right back at you with this goddamn face

he’s mischievous he knows his roasts.

i feel like it would become an inside joke or a new established way of telling eachother ‘i love you’

“you’re such a dick.”

“mhm. love you too y/n.”

that’s so cute. wtf.

he’d find it funny tho

esp if you bully other people he’s like 🥰🥰

you guys are around other ppl and they hear you guys going

“fuck you y/n.”

“uh-huh. fuck you too.”

and then you kiss

they’re like “…”

it’s okay. he finds it hilarious

#love u mwah #thank you sm for this request #castiel #castiel x reader #dean winchester #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester #sam winchester x reader #crowley #crowley x reader #gabriel #gabriel x reader #supernatural x reader #supernatural imagine #supernatural

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

Asmi, a little Valentines Day David video if you haven’t already seen it:

https://www.tumblr.com/rainbowpopeworld/739961779087638528/bonus-gifs

IT'S 6:30 AM WHY IS THIS VALENTINE'S DAY ALREADY SET UP TO BE THE WEIRDEST ONE YET I'M SOBBING--

Things that have happened so far:

You maggots invaded some poor bloke's post (@us-costco-official), and it turns out his mum is on here and she's part of the good omens fandom, so he's been given the news that his mum has a secret second family and I'm his half-sibling since the fandom made me their child. EDIT: *clears throat* On that note, maybe we should errr... be calmer? poor dude's blocked me i'm losing my mind.

This goddamn video PLEASE. Linking it here so it's easier for y'all to be scarred.

Sent a Muriel Valentine to someone I don't even know :")

AND BEST OF FUCKING ALL, GOOD OMENS WON THE BEST TV COMEDY DRAMA, COMEDY.CO.UK AWARD. HERE'S NEIL'S VIDEO ON THAT.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY MY MAGGOTS, CAN WE GET A MOTHERFUCKING WAHOO FOR THE CAST, CREW, NEIL, TERRY, AND THIS WHOLE LOVELY FANDOM???

AND OF COURSE, FOR AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY. HAPPY INEFFABLE VALENTINE'S DAY!!!

#HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!! #ineffable valentine's day #good omens mascot #good omens #weirdly specific but ok #asmi #maggots #good omens fandom #crowley #aziraphale #lgbtqia #neil gaiman #gnu terry pratchett #david tennant #michael sheen #good omens 2 #comedy #muriel #aziracrow #ineffable lovers #ineffable fandom #good omens brainrot

[apocalypseornaw]

Don't Blame Me (Pt 5/5)

Dean Winchester x Reader

A rescue and a second chance

Warnings: cursing, mention of violence

It was a strange feeling, regaining consciousness. You hadn't been knocked out since you were a human and considering you had several years under your belt since then, re-adjusting to it was strange.

The ache in your shoulder told you that bullet you'd been clipped with was a devil's trap one. You strained your neck down to look at the straps holding you to the table and recognize the language,Enochian. Fuck you were screwed.

You heard footsteps getting closer and knew better than to attempt to pretend to still be out. Instead you decided on the false bravado act, you'd perfected it your first hundred years or so on the racks “Why is it you fella always feel the need to strip a gal down? While I do appreciate that you left the bra and panties that was a limited edition Led Zeppelin shirt. If you fucked it up I'm gonna be pissed” 

The laugh that hit your ears made the skin on the back of your neck crawl. How fucked do you have to be to make a demon get the ick? “I heard you had that mouth on you. I see why Winchester and Crowley like you”

The demon finally came into view. He was wearing a skin head as a meat suit. Dude even had a certain nazi symbol tattooed on his ball head. No wonder he set off your creep radar “Don't know if you got your signals crossed but hello? Demon. Dean doesn't exactly want me anymore as for Crowley I come in handy to have around but at the end of the day I'm just his pet hunter nothing more”

You saw the knife when he picked it up and nearly asked him if he had forgotten you were a demon too until you saw the holy water vial. You  struggled against the straps but that sent a jolt of pain through you so you were stuck watching as he first wet the knife with the holy water then dumped salt along the blade. He sent you a smile right before he slammed the knife into your leg closest to him.

You didn't give him the pleasure of a scream. You did however bite into your cheek hard enough you caught the taste of blood on your tongue. He didn't seem put off by your refusal to scream, no he seemed to enjoy it. 

“Tsk tsk tsk. Don't underestimate yourself Y/N. You've been Crowley's right hand woman for years. You fast tracked your way off the racks and even managed to get your original body back. Even the big guy was impressed with that” your breathing was a little haggard from the effort to keep your voice steady as you said “Oh poor Luci. Stuck in the cage and seeing a hunter get pulled out of hell. Must have sucked for him”

That seemed to strike a nerve because the next thing he did was retrieve the holy water vial. He kept his eyes on yours as he uncapped the vial then twisted the knife in your leg before pouring the holy water into the wound.

It felt like flames were gnawing through your bone and the scream that escaped your lips echoed off the walls. A grin split his face “Attagirl. Let's see if we can make ya scream like that some more” “I spent three hundred years on the racks. Bring it asshole” You spoke through gritted teeth. He shook his head and walked over to a table in the corner of the room “Careful what you ask for”

 

“What are we looking at here Crowley?” It was the first time Dean had spoken since they got to where you were being held. “Dozen or so demons. Lucifer's last two remaining hellhounds” 

“Hellhounds?” Sam asked about the time a puff of air alerted them to a presence at Crowley's side. He reached out and patted what looked like air to them but they knew it was a hellhound “Don't worry boys. If they're between this one and Y/N they don't stand a chance”

Dean hated hellhounds. Death by them would do that to you but this once he let his eyes linger on the empty space where Crowley's hand rested “You take care of the other hounds we'll get the rest” a low growl was the response he got and Crowley nodded “I think she agrees with the plan”

He looked back at Sam “No one gets to smoke out. They were dead the moment they touched her” Sam nodded, gripping an angel blade in his hand “Let's go get her”

You could feel tears drying on your face. Flashbacks of your first couple decades on the racks ran through your head. You had to hand it to Skinhead, he was creative. 

He placed one of the tools back down on the table, it was slick with your blood. “What's the point of taking me? The point of torturing me?” 

He grinned again “Crowley will come for you. The Winchesters will come for you. We kill them and get the big guy out with no one guarding hell” you shook your head “No they won't. I'm nothing to Crowley, just another flunkie and as for the Winchesters you fucking idiot I'M A DEMON. THEY KILL DEMONS!” 

You groaned with pain from the effort of yelling at this idiot. Lucifer sure knew how to pick em didn't he? 

Your head fell back against the bed with a heavy thud. Skinhead went to grab another toy but the sound of a howl echoed through the building, you knew that howl anywhere. Juliette.

He looked back at you “How the hell did you get a hound?” You grinned despite the blood you knew stained your mouth “Just lucky I guess” 

He grabbed an angel blade off the table and looked back at you “You'll be dead before she ever reaches you” your eyes widened looking at the blade but then another sound caught your ears, the sounds of fighting. You could hear a  shout about the Winchesters. He'd come for you, black eyes and all he'd come.

You cut your eyes up at skinhead “Doesn't matter cause Dean will rip you apart” he raised the blade and went to plunge it into your heart.

—-------

Lucifer's hounds were dead, along with most of the demons. Dean was fighting one when it went down to the floor, a spray of blood separating its head from its shoulders then he felt a large head nudging at him. It was eerie being that close to a hellhound but then a thought occurred to him. 

He looked towards the feeling of the head despite not seeing anything besides dark blood dripping to the floor. He wanted to ask if the hound was hurt considering you had a bond with her but he couldn't exactly see and Crowley was with Sam disposing of the rest of the demons. 

“Did you find her?” a low growl responded so he nodded “Lead the damn way” He felt teeth grab his jacket sleeve and despite it all let himself be led further into the warehouse before the teeth were gone from his sleeve and all he saw was large bloody footprints leading away. She was running to you.

—-------

You braced yourself for a blow that never came, instead the demon was knocked flat on his back with Juliette on top of him. “JULIETTE!” You screamed. She was covered in deep gashes and looked like she'd been through a literal war but she was doing her best to keep him from getting up.

You lost track of the fight considering they'd rolled further than your straps would let you see but you could hear her growls. You struggled against the straps, tears streaming down your face from the pain. 

The moment the door burst open and Dean was there you heard a low whine and the fighting stopped. “Kill him” You whispered and Dean snatched the demon to his feet and slammed the demon blade into his throat before turning back to where you were tied down.

“She's dead isn't she?” He nodded before covering the space between you. He quickly untied you and pulled his flannel off to wrap around your shoulders. “You came for me?” You asked a mixture of pain and emotion threatening to drown you. His eyes flicked across your face looking for permission and when you sagged against his chest he pulled you into his arms “Even in death sweetheart”

You finally broke, demon or not you sobbed into his chest as he held you. “I still love you” you admitted and he kissed the top of your head “I still love you too. Nothing could change that”

—--------

Crowley and Sam burst in the door and looked around. Crowley's eyes landed on Juliette’s body “That's unfortunate” you sniffled harder laying your head back over on Dean's chest “Get me out of here Dean”

You sat at one of the tables in the library of Sam and Dean's bunker. It was technically a men of letters bunker that their grandfather had given them the key to, with them you didn't question the fact that their grandfather had been dead as long as he had.

Crowley had given the ok for you to go with them after he lifted the warding the witches had put on you. You'd been sitting for the last half an hour listening as Sam explained the fact that they'd found a cure, you had a chance to be human again. The bad part? It had a chance of killing you. 

Dean's arm was around your shoulders, your head against his chest. He hadn't spoken but every time Sam mentioned the risks his muscles tensed. Once Sam was through you nodded “When can you get the blood?” 

Dean's arm slipped from around you and he walked out the room. Sam looked from his retreating back to you “Do you want to think it over a little more?” You shook your head “My life, my risk. Go get the blood. I'll talk to him” he nodded and started to walk out but stopped then walked over to pull you out of your chair and into a hug “It's good to have you back” 

You smiled up at him “After this works i'll be back fully then” he pressed a kiss to your forehead “I'll be back soon”

—---------

You walked softly down the hall towards the room where Dean had showed you was his. You started to knock on the door but just walked in instead. He was sitting on the edge of the bed and glanced up when you walked in “It could kill you” “It's my life to risk. Dean I love you but a Winchester with a demon? That'll never work. I need to be me again fully. I want your support but if we really want another chance these?” You let your eyes slip then added “They gotta go”

He nodded then held out his hand to pull you closer. You were standing between his legs and he had his hands resting on your thighs “I need to tell you something” you leaned down to press a gentle kiss to his lips “I think I know”

He looked up into your eyes and damn he had tears in his. “They didn't mean anything. I just missed you so damn much” you nodded, feeling your own eyes tear up before admitting “I wasn't exactly a nun Dean” he flinched slightly “As long as it wasn't Crowley I'm good sweetheart” You laughed and shook your head “No Crowley” 

He pulled you forward causing you to have to climb into his lap to keep from losing your balance. He moved back further in the bed then looked up at you “You don't know how amazing it is to have you in my arms. I don't mean to be an ass about this cure but I've lost you once and it nearly killed me” you rested your head over in the bend of his neck and placed a kiss on his pulse “Then be with me for the cure. Hold me. If it goes south at least we get a goodbye this time”

 

The armory of the bunker had been cleared out. There was a devil's trap painted on the floor and Sam had made a decent looking pallet of blankets. When you questioned it he'd shrugged “It takes hours and you've got to be in it the whole time” 

You nodded then smiled “Thanks Sam” you looked back at Dean who grabbed your hand “C'mon sweetheart..I'm with you”

—-------

Dean was scared. He had just gotten you back and now he was holding you in his arms while you were washed down in sweat, your entire body shivering with every breath you took.

You slowly opened your eyes and looked up at him from where you lay in his lap “I'm ok Dean. I'm ok” he smiled despite the thoughts in his head “I know sweetheart. I know”

—---------

“Last shot” Sam announced, injecting you with the final vial. You inhaled sharply, curling into Dean. “Fuck it hurts” you whined and he rubbed your back soothingly “Just breathe baby. Breathe”

You weren't sure if hours or minutes passed before the shivering and pain stopped. You slowly looked up at Dean who pushed your sweat soaked hair back from your face. “How are you feeling?” “Tired” you whispered and he nodded to Sam “Give me the vial”

Sam held out the holy water and Dean looked to you for permission. You held out your wrist, bracing for pain but this time there was no burning or pain. The holy water was just wet. 

“It worked” you breathed before laying heavily on Dean “Will you help me shower then take a nap with me?” He laughed lightly “I'll do anything you want me to”

You were laying in bed, curled up against Dean's chest. It'd taken you a day or two to convince him you were healed up from the cure but when you finally did it was like no time had passed. You'd stayed wrapped up in each other for hours, relearning every inch of every curve of each other's body. 

“How the hell did I get this lucky?” Dean asked and you smiled sleepily up at him “Someone somewhere must like you Winchester”

He caught your lips in a kiss before pulling away. “Come back” you whined but he laughed as he reached into the table next to his bed. When he turned back you saw he had something in his hand. He uncurled his fingers so you could see the silver ring sitting in the palm of his hand “Can this go back where it belongs?” 

“I can't believe you still have that” you whispered in shock before holding up your left hand “Please” he slipped it onto you then kissed your finger “I love you” “I love you”

He grabbed you by the hips and pulled you over on top of him. You straddled his hips and smiled at him “You don't know how much I've missed you” you leaned down to kiss him but before your lips could touch Sam knocked on the door and hollered “Can you two come to the library?” 

You looked back at the door then down at Dean “He still has shit timing doesn't he?” He laughed then flipped the two of you over so he was on top of you “Don't worry. We'll see what he wants then come back to bed”

You walked into the library with Dean's arm around your waist. Sam sat at the table with a large wooden crate right in front of him.

You raised an eyebrow “What ya got Sammy?” He motioned “It's yours” Dean walked closer to it with you and you saw an envelope with your name. You picked it up and it simply read “So it turns out you weren't the only one to get another shot. Figured she belongs with you” 

You looked at Dean who'd read the note with you. He shrugged then walked to the crate. He cautiously pried the top off then looked in and a laugh fell out of him “C'mere baby” you walked over and looked in. A German Shepard puppy sat inside and the moment you popped your head in she sat up and barked, you cut your eyes at Dean who shrugged before looking at the puppy “Juliette?”

She barked again and you couldn't help but laugh as he leaned over and picked her up then held her out to you “Looks like she found her way back to you” You took her in your arms then he slipped his arms around you both, scratching Juliette’s head.

“I found my way back to you so stranger has happened” Dean placed a kiss on your cheek “We're together that's what matters, even if we now have a puppy” Juliette barked again and he laughed “Yeah yeah yeah. I hear ya” 

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[bomboncito0]

Yandere Twisted Wonderland x F!Reader

Prologue to upcoming chapters. Feel free to request, but nothing too extreme. Yet. Also english is not my first language sorry for errors.

☆World of the wicked☆

[-F Reader]

This is the prologue to upcoming chapters as they go on it will get disturbing and settling.

This is a yandere story.

Warning swearing⚠️

Is this what you get?

For being so miserable..?

Remembering how a few hours ago you were planning on running away from your home you could not stand your parents who were always making you feel miserable any way they could.

You'd run away from home hoping to live peacefully, but that didn't work out, did it?

Then out of nowhere you were in a coffin that you out punched the fuck out of holding your bag in your other hand the next thing you knew a cat blowing fire out of his mouth and running around causing chaos.

"I didn't take no damn edible...!" I said, looking down into the pocket of my hoodie. All there was gum and a pocket kife.

And my lighter oh yeah and my backpack filled with all my stuff.

After all that bullshit they kicked the cat out. I felt bad for the little devil because he wanted to attend the 'college'.

Then Crowley immediately tried to send me back home after everyone was told to fuck off.

But the stupid ass mirror was acting dumb.

"What do you mean you don't know where [Address Name] is!?" I said, looking at the stupid mirror as it just gave me a dead look.

"Oh dear!" Crowley said.

I was in the world of the wicked.

Since the headmaster was so generous he allowed me to stay in ramshackle dorm that looked like a fucking crack den.

Then the cat came back and told me not to snitch on him.

"I ain't no snitch!" I said looking at 'grim' as I grabbed the broom and cleaned this poor dorm that had been abandoned in a long ass time.

"Good, you better!" Grim was cut off by Crowley holding a fancy bag. "I've brought some food -"

Then he made Grim burn his ghost form or something shit idk.

★☆★

Crowley assigned us to be janitor some shit.

After this, I was gonna hit the library and look for books if we have time.

"This garden janitor type shit jobs sucks balls," I said, raking the leaves. Grim wasn't doing shit. All he did was sit his ass down.

"Dude, really?" I said, looking at him.

I stopped as I heard Leafs crunching on the ground, so I turned tf around so fast I almost made grim go flying into the pile of leaves.

"Woah, what the hell, human!?" Grim said as he lost his balance. I scooped him up.

"Woah! We didn't mean to startle you, dude!" Dude 1 says shocked.

"But ace you said we wouldn't startle him!" Dude 2 says.

They think I'm a dude.

Well, I am wearing a baseball cat with my hair in a lower bun and wearing the very baggy coveralls with some boots.

"Can I help yall?" I asked looking at both of them examining them.

"Jeez, what with the passive aggressiveness?? We're only saying Hi!" Ace said, looking at you with attitude.

"Ok. What's good?" I said as I shook Ace's hand tightly then I turned to Deuce and did the same.

?? They looked dumbfounded.

"What's with the look? Yall wanted to say, "Hi,so I say what's good, " I said, looking at them.

"That's one way to say it" Deuce said laughing nervously but I wasn't laughing so he shut up.

"One of you smells good," I said as a strawberry and rose sweet scent hit my nose.

"It's not me. I forgot to put my cologne on this morning, probably Deuce." Ace said.

"No, I forgot actually -"

"Why aren't both of you in class?"

They both froze as they turned around it was a shorter dude.

"Oh! Housewarden...!!" Ace said nervously.

...

"Mind awnsering my question hm?" Riddle said sternly.

"I bothered them. I asked them for directions to the cafeteria, and I'm new to this job," I said, looking at the red head who looked at me.

"Is that so? Very well then, " He said as he looked at both ace and deuce.

"Do not let it happen again or I shall have your head's next time" He said with a smirk.

...

As he walked away."What a pain in the ass!" Ace said, annoyed."Hey, if you gonna talk shit say it to his face!" I said."No way, dude!" Ace said."That's what I thought, dude," I said, folding up the latter."Ha, he doesn't have the guts!" Grim said."Oi shut -" Grim threw the brush into Ace's mouth."Ew, dude, there's bird shit on the brush." I said disgusted.

★♡☆

Ace and deuce were cool, but yeah, I'm now helping crowley sort out his papers since I guess his dumbass left the window open, and his papers flew everywhere.

"I've been thinking (y/n) why don't I let you attend school here, hm?" He says out of the blue.

"Are you crazy!? I'm a girl! I can't keep up with snobby privileged dudes. Also, how am i supposed to throw hands!?" I said, panicking.

"Why I did think of that? perhaps a potion to help you smell like a man will do. I'm sure nobody will pick on you! I saw you made friends with those two freshmen from heartslabyul!" The headmaster said as he clapped his hands together.

What?

"I have a uniform that is big enough to cover your feminine body. Why, of course, aren't I just generous!" He said.

What kind of fucking drugs is he on!?

"Yes! You both shall start tomorrow, but you will get some privileges, but no special treatment, got that?" Crowley said.

Grim said something.

But I'm confused and lost....?

What the fuck??

"Here is your school uniform!" Crowley handed it to me as I stupidly took it.

"Wait, what?" I said, looking at him confused.

"Now off you go, you want to get enough rest for tomorrow. Do you now?" The headmaster said, pushing us out.

"No, I said -"

"Wonderful, I shall see you tomorrow!"

He shut the door in my face.

"Yoohoo! I can't wait!" Grim said smugly.

Fuck ain't this some shit.

★First Day Of School★

I forced myself to get up. I looked around the dark room and up at the windows.

It was around 5 since the headmaster gave me a phone he talked about no magicam but I could not give 2 fucks about social media after school I'll hit the library and look for a way to go home.

I looked at the school uniform it looked uncomfortable, so I decided to slip my pj's underneath and some cozy socks with my black air force ones.

Since I have my bag and it fits all of my stuff because I made it all fit.

It was baggy, but it was okay. All I needed was a blet, so I grabbed my belt and adjusted it.

"Wake up, grim!" I said.

"Ughhh!" Grim whined as he rubbed his eyes.

Well shit I just need to do my hair he never said anything about baseball caps or Bandana , but I just tied my hair up and drank that liquid crowley told me to drink.

Yeah, I look like I don't belong here.

I stood out the air forces made me taller and the pants I creased them last night so also the jacket and black vest and button up the bow tie was shaped differently from everyone else's cuz crowley aint got no more ties.

Well shit this shit will do.

And no fuck them gloves I ain't no fancy pants.

I closed the door to the room as I saw grim eating cereal with water.

"Ya know, we got honey buns, right?" I told him.

"Huhh? We do? Well, I don't mind eating anything! But toss me one!" Grim said," So I did.

I forgot I told Ace and Deuce as I heard a knock at the door. I rushed to open the door. "Yall can come in!" I said, looking at them.

"Jeez, this place looks big! And it's neat!" Ace said as he looked around.

"Ya should've seen how it looked when I arrived," I said.

"Must of been a pain to clean up," Deuce commented.

"Okay, I'm done!" Grim said, looking at us.

"Let's get going now or we'll be late!" Deuce said.

"Ya," I said nervously.

Hell was just about to start...

We had our first class with Professor trein as Ace was already yawning, but Deuce was asking questions. I was just confused as if the grim was doodling.

Is this like the history back home?

Also, extra sugar coated and lies?

I listened to the lecture and wrote some notes down even though they were boring.

"Did you take notes (fake/name)?" Deuce asked.

"Yeah, a couple," I said, carrying these stupid books.

"Ugh, I got a basketball meeting during class!" Ace said, annoyed.

"Sounds lame" Grim said as he munched on a honey bun.

"Oh! (F/n) Did the headmaster ever tell you about the Dorm leaders and vice dorm leaders?" Deuce asked.

"Tf is that?" I said, confused asf.

"Woah, he didn't tell you!?" Ace said.

"Nope," I said, confused.

"You know that red-haired guy that was talking to us yesterday that's Riddle Rosehearts Our Housewarden-"

"I don't really care," I said, looking around.

"WHAT!?" Deuce said.

"Dude, how careless are you?? Ya know if you mess up in front of one of them, your toast!" Ace said.

"I don't care. I didn't give 2 shits about the student body at my old school," I said.

"I could care less too!" Grim said.

"Oh yeah, just a heads up, Vargas mixed the class up, so half of us will have class with the 3rd year's," Ace said.

?

Well shit fuck.

"Let's go to Crewel's classroom," Deuce said as we both headed inside.

"Also be careful the 2nd year's are in here doing some lab," Deuce said.

"Sounds boring," Grim said.

Deuce was showing us how to make a potion that helps you relax.

"And all you got to do is stir!" Deuce said," So I did. It looked like crystal.

"Smells horrible!" Grim said disgusted.

"Heyyyyy~ Deuce and uhhh?"

"Hey Cater! This is grim, and that's (f/n)!" Deuce says.

...

"Nice too, meet you both. I'm Cater Diamond, a third year, but you can call me Cay Cay~!" He winked at me.

Ew wtf.

"If you're a third year, what are you doing in here?" Grim asked.

"I had to stay to make up a potion!" Cater said cheerfully.

I paid no interest and went back to crushed flowers that Deuce asked me to do.

"How about a selfie~?" Cater said, pulling out his phone.

"No," I say sternly.

"Huh? Why not? It'll be fun!" Cater said as he got closer to you.

!?

Dude wtf get tf back.

I moved away towards Deuce."Uh Cater (f/n) doesn't like that sort of stuff," deuce."Talk about boringggg"Cater said, looking at you with a frown."Boring? For not wanting to have our privacy leaked? Grow up, ain't everyone like you!" I said as looked him dead in the eyes's. Deuce looks at me."Deuce, your friends seem to like making enemies," Cater said.

"Oh! (F/n) doesn't mean it he's just not used to our world. Cut him some slack cater!" Deuce said, looking at you.

But you went back to crushing flowers.

"Alrighty I gotta go anyway"Cater said leaving.

"You need to really be careful. Everyone around here is... not like in your world (f/n)."

"In my world we bashed motherfuckers brains out for talking shit if we didn't like some asshole we settled it out in the streets or they get their brains blown out" I said looking at him.

Ew, I sound like them wannabe edgy people.

"Woah, that's uh too violent." Deuce said, looking at you confused.

"But you cannot do that here!" Deuce said scolding you.

"And I'm sure you don't have the guts to do that!" Deuce said scolding you even more to the point 2 other freshman turned around to look at both of you.

"Humans! Quit fighting do you not see we are trying to finish our lab!" The tall one shouted

"So please quit down over," the short one said.

"Freedom of speech and why yall being nosey nobody was talkin' to both of you," I said, looking at them.

!!!

☆★☆

Throughout the day (f/n) was almost jumped by some assholes from Savanaclaw and then some dude named Azul was saying some sketchy shit to grim so you took him away and well physical education made you snap.

"What do you mean we can't be together?" I asked Vargas, who was looking at us with a big smile.

"(F/n) I need you with that group over there!" Vargas says.

? "And for you, grim!" Vargas said.

I walked over there forcefully my legs were giving up on me I just wanted to go to the library and try to get out of this hell hole.

We started to play everyone was already mean asf.

Volleyball that's what we were playing it they were hitting it too fucking high I got nervous as I noticed some asshole looking at as he served it towards me.

I hit that shit so hard my hand ached it hurt so much.

Luckily Deuce was in my team but ace was running.

"You got this (f/n)!" Deuce said, looking at me.

"You too!" I said these 3rd years got no chill.

"Um Deuce do you know these guys" I asked as I turned to whisper at him.

"And you didn't want to know about the dorm leaders or vice dorm leaders?" Deuce said.

"What?" I said.

"Okay, well, that's Leona kingscholar, the dorm leader of Savanaclaw," He said as I stared at him he was bickering with a blue haired dude and a blonde with purple highlights.

"Next to him is Idia Shroud, the dorm leader of- watch out!" Deuce yelled as the volleyball goes flying as it slams into the fucking grass making a hole in the process.

!

A dude with horns had severed the volleyball, and the students in our team crouched in fear as the ball missed me as Deuce moved me out the way.

"Are you okay!?" Deuce said.

"Yeah thanks to you what's with those motherfuckers are they trying smoke us??" I said annoyed as I looked at the horned dude and a dude with a baseball cap was fangirling over him.

"Merveilleux!" He shouted and clapped as the blonde with purple highlights behind him looked at him annoyed, and so did Leona.

"We're not playing anymore!" Our teammates said as they ran off like as if they were rat's stealing cheese.

Me and Deuce looked at each other.

So I grabbed the volleyball.

"Ya wanna serve?"

"You want to stay..?" Deuce asked.

"I'm not scared of nobody," I said.

He nodded as I passed him the ball, and he served, but it was immediately served back, so I jumped and threw that shit back, and then they hit it back, but they hit Deuce in the face.

"Oh shit!" I said as I looked at Deuce.

"I'm okay!" He said, trying to hide his anger??

"Hey! What's your problem!" I said, trying not to swear.

"It's not worth it (f/n)!" Deuce said sternly.

They were looking at us as if they did nothing the fucking audacity.

"Yea, I'm talking to yall. Why you trying to kill us!!!" I said pissed.

"Dude, come on!" Deuce said.

"These privileged ass motherfuckers think its okay to beat on us!" I said annoyed.

"You're half their size! You can't fight them they'll kill you!" Deuce warned you but headed over there with attitude.

"Hey! (F/n)!" Ace said, running towards you.

"What's the matter herbivore cat got yer tongue?" Leona said smugly.

"I'm still taking! You snobs trying to kill us!!" I said, looking at them pissed asf.

Ace then drags you away forcefully.

"Dude, not cool. Those guys will mess you up," Ace warned.

"Do not give a fuck!"I said annoyed.

☆★☆

"What's with the tough guy act (f/n)? You can't do that around here!" Deuce scolded.

"I don't care how rich or strong they are I'm not scared of nobody!" I said angerly.

"You should chill out I'm serious you have no magic those dudes can seriously mess you up!" Ace said.

"Maybe a drink will cheer you up!" Deuce said.

"Yeah!" Grim said. "I'll get em I started this shit might as well cool off!" I said, getting up from the bench.

"Are you sure -""Yea," I headed off to find the vending machine.

"Why if it isn't the Trickster!"

???

I turned around and saw the assholes from earlier.

"Fufu~" Is this who you are talking about Malleus?"

...

"Tch, it's just the herbivore," Leona said pissed off. "What kind of shitty names are those??" I said, looking at them as I noticed a vending machine far behind them.

"My! Do you run your mouth all the time?"

"No." I said.

"Hmph, you lie as well potato"

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?

"Um ya know, I could make you guys mad another day, but possibly tomorrow, but I need to get to that vending machine, and your fat assess is blocking the way." I said, looking up at them. I think someone dropped something.

"What did you say!?"

"How ill mannered!"

"Hmph!"

"Why look at yourself!"

"Oh my!"

I couldn't help it. I was laughing like it was the funniest shit I've ever heard. "Yall funny!" I said, laughing my ass off. I can't breathe! I've never seen anybody react like that. Usually, it would end up in a fist fight or hair pulling type shit.

I then turned around and headed off to another vending machine.

☆♡☆

"What took you so long?" Grim pouted."I was laughing at the assholes from earlier!" I said laughing."What!?" Deuce says."You really wanna get in a fight with those dudes!" Ace said.

"No, they talked to me first !" I said.

☆☆☆

I headed off to the library with grim who was complaining about how the other students were being assholes to him."They think they all that," I said as we headed inside it was empty asf, bro."We got the place to ourselves!" Grim said. "I guess," I said.

I looked around for books while grim looked around.

"Tf is this shit I don't understand any of this shit," I said, confused as I looked through the books.The only book I found was 'Is it possible to travel to another dimension?' The library was too big and it was getting dark.

"Let's go, grim, we gotta make dinner," I said."Finally! I'm starvin!" Grim said.

How long will you be stuck in the villain's world?

This wicked world...

It was going to be a month since your arrival and well things....just keep getting worse...

#twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #yandere twst x reader #bomboncito0

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Spotless: Lilt

Chapter Eight

Featuring: Dean Winchester/Reader, Dean/Bela

Other characters: Ash, Sam/Madison, Pamela, Lee, Kevin, Bobby, Frank, Tiny, Annie, and Dawn the bartender (Adam, Ellen and John/Kate mentioned)

Word Count: 2116

Warnings, etc: Mutual pining, mild drug use, minor jealous Dean, drinking, Dean gets a little existential and realizes he might have fucked up, unbeta'd

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Divider courtesy of @cafekitsune

The haze of the control room wasn’t noticeable the longer they sat in the small room facing Pam, Lee and Sam getting down the new track Lee wrote through the glass. Dean bobbed his head, bong braced against his lap, as Ash hummed in appreciation, eyes closed and headphones on. Kevin had wandered off to a smaller studio to work out a solo they wanted to put into “Prophet and Loss”. After that and "Hand Me My Axe", which Lee was shredding on at the moment, they’d have a full thirteen for the album. They’d already recorded the bonus acoustic versions of “Brother’s Keeper” and “Baby” for the deluxe editions.

Thank fuck those were behind him, because Dean cried through both of those sessions and Sam would never let him live it down, despite the sasquatch also getting misty during his verses. The fact that Sam wrote his own part and Dean didn’t know what it was going to convey until they were in the box, well, that was just unfair. He blamed it on Sam’s singing, because dude was not a vocalist, but really it had been a lot to hear what Sam went through when Dean was busy self-destructing. 

Whatever, Dean was in touch with his emotions now, who cared?

The finish line on this album was rapidly approaching and Dean was more stoked than he thought he’d be at doing something completely without Cas’ influence. Though he still heard Cas’ voice admonishing him sometimes, it had taken on a nostalgic tone the last couple of days. The music wasn’t the same without Cas, but it didn’t make it worse. 

God, did he miss him though.

Dean cleared his throat and took a hit, letting the mixed emotions have their moment until he carefully blew them all away. Lee was on fire and it was such a mesmerizing thing to watch him play as an audience member and not a collaborator. Sometimes he forgot how good his band was objectively speaking. The music and the energy of performing took over and they meshed making something magical, but beyond that Lee was a fucking genius on six-to-twelve strings.

They spent another twenty minutes laying it down and then broke for lunch. Dean checked his phone as Kevin and Ash hauled in the bags of take out that had been delivered to the front desk. Frank only let the local Chinese place deliver directly to the building, so it had become a weekly ritual instead of them constantly having to go out and find themselves sustenance in the middle of recording. Though Dean was slowly getting sick of it.

He had a couple of messages in their brother group chat from Adam about Christmas. The poor kid was stuck playing the messenger because Kate couldn’t bother to call him or Sam herself. There was a meme from Bela, of all things, and a check in from Ellen. Nothing from you. He thumbed down to the band business chat to see if you had at least been active there, but there was nothing since the shot of Crowley’s flowers.

At first they had thrown Dean for a loop, or a mild case of envy. Because he thought they were from that stupid gym rat waiter that had been hitting on you when he was trying to get to know Bela. But once he realized what chat it was in, it all made sense. Even if the weight of the flowers’ significance was lost on most of the band. 

Huh. Dean thumbed to your one-on-one conversation and sent out a simple “Everything going okay?” It was weird he hadn’t heard from you, especially after you bowed out of his home cooked, post-adoption-event dinner. He squinted, realizing he hadn’t talked to you in over a week, since the morning of Bela’s charity gig.

Since he’d gone down on your best friend in the back of a limo.

Christ, way to be an entire dumbass.

The energy in the studio rallied, laughter and teasing rebounding after a slow start to their final day. Kevin had somehow got everyone to gang up on Sam, who now had a collection of post-it notes both insulting him and begging for violence slapped across his back. Dean took a pull off the bottle Lee had handed him and smirked as they watched Pamela saunter over to where Sam was checking his phone. 

She pinched Sam’s waist, which made him turn and back away from her, hands up in defense as she muttered some of her bullshit. Which left Sam’s back undefended.

“Oh, man, this is almost too easy,” Lee whispered.

“Tell me about it,” Dean agreed, chuckling as Kevin slipped another square of embarrassment onto Sam’s shoulder, butting into Sam and Pam’s conversation with a smoothness Dean had never expected out of the Juilliard graduate.

He handed the bottle back to Lee and pulled his guitar around and laid on a G chord, bringing everyone back to reality. “Alright, last song. Let’s fucking do it.”

The bass and drum parts were already locked in as far as Dean was concerned. Vocals finished yesterday. but hearing it all together made the music what it was. He wanted this one all at once, the final piece to the puzzle of this impossible album. Ash was at the controls, behind him was Bobby and Frank, who had shown up for the last leg of recording. Each nursing their own glass of stupidly expensive Scotch.

It was so close to done, Dean couldn’t help the smile that pulled at his lips as he stepped up to the mic that wasn’t even recording. And waited until Pamela counted them in. Every sensation zeroed into that moment, the strings beneath his finger tips, the weight of his guitar strap, the earpiece in his ear, the carpet beneath his boots and the pick in his right hand. He closed his eyes and felt it. 

And when he hit his entrance, he unleashed, nailing the take with his band at his side, crossing the finish line together.

“Charrrrlie!” Dean purred into the phone. “Your presence is requested at that one dive bar you like so much past Silver Lake. We wrapped today and you owe me a few rounds, your highness!”

Sam shoved Dean playfully and reached past the backseat for a bottle of water out of the cooler. Nerd. 

“Sam says hi. Oh! Pick up Trouble and bring her with you, will ya? She’s been radio silent all week. Anyways, this message is about to cut out. But I know where you live and I will—” Dean lost the race with the time limit. He pressed the button to accept the message, however truncated and hung up.

Sam wiped his mouth off with the back of his hand. “The other driver knows where to go?”

“Don’t worry, Tiny will get everybody there and back safe, won’t ya big guy?” Dean teased the unamused man that sometimes doubled as security for the label.

“We’re all set Mr. Winchester,” Tiny answered Sam with a glance in the rearview mirror.

Fifteen minutes later, they pulled into the parking lot of an unimpressive neighborhood bar ten blocks east of anything that had gentrified. Not a bouncer or a pap in sight, thank fuck. Dean plunked his half finished beer into a cup holder and held the door open for Sam to get out, still giggling at the few remaining scraps of paper that had made it back onto his shirt after he found them when he unhooked his bass.

They met Lee, Kevin, Pam and Bobby at the other provided black SUV before heading inside. The bar was dark for a sunny December workday afternoon in southern California, but the stale beer smell and the sight of well worn pool tables felt like home more than any vegan, new age-y, upstart lounge ever did. 

“Dibs on first game!” Dean called over his shoulder as he made his way to the bar to open a tab before Bobby could beat him to it. Wisely, Sam followed and plucked a menu out from a condiment tray, food was needed if they were gonna stay on their feet. Dean smiled at the bartender, a grizzled woman probably close to Annie’s age.

“Whatcha need sugar?” Her smokey greeting. 

Dean instantly thought of Ellen back home and he knew they made the right call coming all the way out here. He dragged out his credit card and slid it over.

“Open a tab, food and drinks on this card for any of those assholes by the pool tables, all night. Got it? The guy in the trucker cap is gonna try and outrank me, but don’t let him, capische?”

“You got it, handsome. What’s your poison?”

Dean cooed, “Oooo, careful, it’s still early. I’ll start with some wings if you got ‘em and a couple of baskets of fries, gotta ease into it. Then a round of shots of your choosin’ and a couple of pitchers of beer if you’d be so kind.”

“You got it. I’ll bring ‘em out when they’re ready. Anything for you big fella? Or is he sharing?” She asked Sam.

“I’ll have the club sandwich, but yeah, I think that’s it for now,” Sam smiled without teeth, but tucked a twenty into the tip cup to start off on the right foot.

“Sounds good boys, it’ll be right out.”

Madison and Annie showed up together sometime after six, but as much as Dean liked giving Sammy shit for having a legitimate girlfriend and everything, they weren’t who Dean was watching the door for. Annie grabbed him for a tight hug, ruffling his hair as she pulled back. 

“Feel good, don’t it?” 

Dean grinned, almost blushing, but knowing she got it, not just the rush of finishing an album, but doing it as he was trying to drag himself up a hill too. “Couldn’t have done it without you, you know.”

Annie smacked her lips and turned on an aloof air, “I know. I mean, of all the many washed up power ballad divas out there, you got pretty lucky.”

“Shut up. Nobody is gonna call you washed up, not if I have anything to say about it.” Dean gestured the bartender over, who he learned was named Dawn, wanting to get Annie and Madison onto the massive bill they were racking up.

The night continued with the band and their significant others drinking and playing pool or pinball if you were Kevin. Dean was feeling pretty loose when Pam stagger-stepped over to him and threw her arm over his shoulder. 

“This was a good call, miss those seedy dives we used to play in,” she said with a drunken kind of nostalgia in her voice.

“Hell, we wouldn’t exist without places like this,” Dean nodded in agreement, clinking his bottle of beer with the empty dangling shot glass in her hand.

She licked her lips. “Where’s your lady friend, hmmm? I wanna meet her already.”

Dean rolled his eyes. “Tonight is just for the band. And, well, Madison. But last thing I need is to ruin poor Dawn’s night with a bunch of fucking piranhas in here chasing the right shot.”

“Still—- doubt she’d show if it meant living it up in the low places,” Pam snarked.

Dean cleared his throat. “Hey now. Don’t go judging a book by it’s cover. Bela’s tougher than she looks.”

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” Pam huffed and slapped him on the back just as he tried to take a sip. 

Dean glared.

Pam laughed. “Okay, boss, let me know when you’re ready for a rematch, I’m gonna go find the little girls’ room.”

“Don’t fall in!” Dean called after her, which earned him a middle finger and a nice view of her walking away in her low cut leather pants. 

Yeah, Dean was feeling the alcohol among other things. He decided he had waited long enough and checked his phone again when suddenly somebody punched him in the arm.

“What’s up bitches?!” Charlie shrieked.

Dean’s entire mood lifted and he let her pull him off his stool into a big brother little sister hug. “Glad you could make it, red.”

“And, look, she lives!” Charlie stepped back and presented Trouble to him like a game show prize.

Dean swallowed. He felt lost looking into your eyes, searching for any hint of hurt or anger. Luckily, you weren’t drunk yet, so you slipped easily into his arms and gave him a hug of your own. “Hey.”

“Congratulations,” you said against his chest.

Dean squeezed tighter. “Thanks,” knowing he meant it more than he could ever say.

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Chapter Nine: Giocoso

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[nightgoodomens]

It was a poor choice of words on Neil's part. Saying he's "perplexed" is like saying the nominations are unfair and that David doesn't deserve to be there if Michael isn't there too. David admitted that he suffers from impostor syndrome, so Neil should have known better. I’m sure it wasn't his intention to bring David down, but nonetheless this was the result. This is definitely NOT what Michael would have wanted, since he’s the one who boosts David's confidence whenever he can. And of course Crowley haters are being assholes in the comments, not that I expected anything different from them. Georgia doesn't seem to give a shit about the nomination... is it that difficult to celebrate the dude for one day? David has a better temper than me, I would have told everyone to fuck off.

It was an awful choice of words.

How do you feel about it? Oh I’m perplexed my bestie Michael didn’t get it, let’s focus on S3 and hope HE gets it for that - that’s how it sounds to me. Thanks Neil, wow.

I’m sad about the whole thing. Yesterday when I heard he was nominated I was SO happy and excited. I thought the love will be pouring left and right. And what happened?

Neil was perplexed, within minutes the fandom just switched to “what about Michael” and Crowley’s and now David’s haters had a field day.

I just wanted one day just for David. One. But of course not. Even on that kind of day someone has to steal the spotlight.

I hope he wins, pulls a Snoop Dogg and thanks himself and only himself. Fuck the rest of them.

#sorry but I’m sad about this #NightGoodOmens answers

[thesherrinfordfacility]

please note that this is a pre-s2 masterpost; new one can be found here.

contrary to popular belief i am actually capable of writing up genuine theories about s2, but they are still wonderfully feral and unhinged in both tone and nature, so voila welcome to ✨rhi's crackpot speculation/meta masterpost✨ featuring some very special guests that are way more insightful and clever than me

note: contains spoilers

d-day edit: lmao let's sort this shitpit out🍲

old post-s2/s3-relevant metas etc but they didn't make it to the final cut of the new masterpost:

BIT NERVOUS about this being linked but fuck it, i didn't like the first two eps INITIALLY but in my defence i learnt the error of my ways and consider it to have been prime's fault

thoughts on s3 in the immediate aftermath

i heard you calling from across the ether for some whump material so i wrote some

also i meta-girlbossed a bit too close to the sun with recontextualising the lion/adam/eve parallels in s1e1 now that we know what we know about aziraphale and crowley pre-fall

someone shared their opinion about the playlists with me then i blacked out and when i came to there was meta

i got big feelings™ about the argument clip in that aziraphale is honestly just a nice man doing his fucking best (not a prediction but just a wee rant)

s2 live commentaries bc im sorry reading these back is GOLD:

episode 1/2 (lumped together bc i went to a screening) (also neil liked this and i feel exposed the poor guy had to read this??? over all the other somewhat intelligent stuff on my blog??? this is what he went for???? man's WILD ✨)

episode 3

episode 4

episode 5

episode 6 (lmao)

and then basically anything else, mostly all pre-s2 so have a read and laugh at me, it's ok honest

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

this one made me tear up a bit because i live on a diet of bagels and aziraphale/crowley biblical whump material LMAO AM I APOLLO????

(as amended) the one where my entire theory on aziraphale and crowley's angst for s2 is predicted based on the length of his ridiculous (see: delicious) sideburns

an earlier musing on the plot of like the first three episodes (fuck it let's be real i'm just blueprinting a fanfic in this post)

by all accounts crowley is not, in fact, james bond

the second coming gets fucked up bc gabriel is a pussy ass bitch

✨✨SDCC/NYC✨✨ people pls read this and talk to me about it bc I'm losing it everyone else just shh and read silently for a minute ill get to you in a sec okay id still love to know what happened at the sdcc screening but i went to my own one in the uk and what i saw has done nothing to dissuade me from this theory im sorry

lol haven't updated this post in a hot minute but this is the SMOOCHY prediction

i told y'all crowley was getting hit by the cozzy livs and now my boy has to work in a pub, liz truss i hope ur happy

if i must suffer then you must suffer also thems the rules

✨✨live feed of my breakdown over the episode titles✨✨

a wee romantic shitpost about ep5 but im adding it in here for posterity bc if this does happen im going to simply decease

this was birthed from the above but with ep2(?) spoiler context

IS GOOB JESUS?????

i have a sinking feeling that crowley may be a double agent and honestly that's not very james bond of him

segue from the above, someone really cleverly came up with the thought after the wanted posters that crowley is involved in hell descending on the bookshop to get gabriel and was rewarded with duke of hell (hence the art of him on a throne) and i latched on like a fucking barnacle

I cry

(also as amended lmao) my rhetoric on how unequipped aziraphale is to handle intense gay panic god bless this mess this lil funky dude

i have now done so many speculation posts about the 40s that it feels like groundhog day but if prime insist on feeding me 40s content then that's their own damn fault (but this one is the most recent and where I'm currently at so read this one first)

(older) a tinfoil hat inspection of anything related to ww2!husbands, magician aziraphale, and the Dinner of '41

(older again) extended-Dinner of '41 analysis in the context of s1e3

once upon a time aziraphale and crowley fucked up the ineffable plan by not getting together in 1941 and god wasn't happy about it and everything went tits up, the end

a simple humble commentary on how the trailer was put together and a warning to not trust a single thing prime tells us

okay it's not s2 related but i had a bit of wine and a small heartbreak over their first meeting in the beginning and now any other method of therapy is redundant

and last but certainly not least (not for the moment anyway, there's a few more feet to descend before we truly scrape the bottom of the unholy barrel that is my psyche) we encounter the deranged, manic, unbalanced and frankly disturbed commentary i birthed in response to The Spoiler

enjoy, my boos ✨

#good omens #good omens season 2 #good omens speculation #good omens spoilers #no real need to interact im just doing this to pin it so i have my own handy reference guide for future analyses #and it saves me having to wade through the shitposting smorgasbord that is this blog

[rel124c41]

I suck horribly at actually talking to people but I NEED to make it known how much I've loved and enjoyed your jade fics!!! Every single one has been a total banger., i've been fed so well.

I absolutely loved the readers lack of autonomy in your japanese folklore fic (im typing off memory so my spelling of everything will be off) they didn't have a choice in anything. fish wife <3 I'll admit I was a little confused with the Garappo, i truly thought it was some weird suicide until Jade later mentioned it. And why Floyd mentioned his brother dying to one, (I honestly thought it was supposed to be jade creature)

AGHHHH fish wife??? really?? fish wife??? the ending was so delicious, i could almost visualize it. so lovely. the fear, lack of autonomy, the loss of all they've known, never knowing what's real and what's a fantasy. I'm not sure what you envisioned for their future, but I can imagine that lack of autonomy will be more of a pressing issue than it was. God, the view of that though!!! Someone you only remember when you're too hazy to be in the real world, someone that's been with you throughout your life, someone that's wanted you since you could remember. isn't that so romantic? Finally together where the sun can't part you, under the water.

i dont know how to really explain what im feeling, or what i think, but i feel like it's such a poignant visual to be killed by this Jade in that way. It feels like watching a puzzle you've been working on be completed, or reaching a new plot point in a game you like, it's this feeling of intrigue, anticipation, idk. I always get that feeling reading your fics and also HOLY FUCK THEYRE SO LONG!!!!!!

and dont think i've forgotten your other fics LOL im ready to talk about those too holy fuck. I don't have that much to say unfortunately, I really enjoyed them just as much but I'm far more speechless. The Jade fic based off of Mera's god! Floyd was... really nice. The altar scene felt like Jade was punishing them for something. That's just how the bee crumbles, though. "sadist" might not rhyme with "jade" but it's basically the same word anyway... I loved watching Jade's opinion of Reader change over the time skips, he goes from mild annoyance/hate or, idk, repulsion (?) to interest, to love (menace style).

The reader fulfilling nothing in the end was certainly something. I loved it.

I've never really had a family, so I can't understand reader's motivations in your "crowley finds a way to send Yuu home" fic, but it made me wish I had one. I enjoyed the ending, the usage of the ghost camera. Poor Jade, really. I don't have much to say, because I'm not personally a fan of angst.

I feel like I can safely say you're my favorite writer, even above Mera. (who i now know you're also a fan of!!! which is neat!!!!!)

i know i probably could've DMed you but I feel like an ask is more appropriate >:) i hope you enjoy the long ask, as an artist myself this is kinda like tags on my art, and i really feel like you deserve that happiness. not good at talking, my bad!!!!

oh the way this made my day, i’m on break for my 6-2 shift and just AAAAAAAAAA thank you thank you thank you for this ask (*≧∀≦*) i’m geeking over here man,, i’m so flattered

okay to answer the first thing about why Floyd mentions his brother got killed by one!! the entire point of him going there is to check if his future sibling in law opinion on yokai, his brother’s lovesick so Floyds on the case

he had to make the reader let him stay!! the idea of the garappa outside is more terrifying to the reader than letting in a stranger & he mentions his brother dying to one (falsely!!! he’s lying ofc!!!)

bc the reader’s like oh that sounds familiar for him to have a brother, that fits into place — doubled with the bath salts, it’s an ease slip inside the shrine

“the fear, lack of autonomy, the loss of all they've known, never knowing what's real and what's a fantasy.” dude why did you write Sundo better than me??? why did you write the whole thesis of Sundo in a more poetic and all around better way that i ever could holy shit

also if i was the reader i’d give into to be an umi bozu so easily,, like the eldritch beauty of becoming something truly incomprehensible, some Berserk-esque creature

like look at this!!!!! it would be so cool to be this!!!!! GIANT FISH WIFE!!!!

AAAAA to be a huge monster loved and adored by your husband who stole/shares your immortal soul and infects your memory like a leech 💕💕

“It feels like watching a puzzle you've been working on be completed, or reaching a new plot point in a game you like,” AAAAA THANK YOU!!! (￣个￣) this particular part has me geeking,, i’m a big video game fan so to mimic that feeling of completeness, integrality!!!

and yeah i’m always worried about length bc i’m too fluent in yappanese when it comes to writing

the altar scene in Psilocybin was definitely a mixture of punishment and accepting them into his world — he’s always going to be salty that he does not know what fear tastes, smells, looks like upon the reader! (〃´∀｀)

i’m a HUGE momma’s girl so that’s where the theme of Schism came from haha and i love Tool’s music — thank you for saying u like the ghost camera usage, i was worried the audience might not get this BUT reader does not end up leaving; that end scene is specifically with the fragment of her soul from the photograph on Jade’s desk

ALSO MORE THAN MERA???? AAAAA THATS CRAZY PRAISE 💕💕💕 (O∆O)

UM THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK <<<3 im tattooing it in my head forever!!!! also ure my first mutual and it’s such an honor bc you’re so incredibly talented and AAAA i’m still geeking 💕

#re l rambling

[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

for the twst monster au:

ok so i have like major nausea attacks due to stress thanks to chronic untreated anxiety, where i feel super sick and cant sit upright without wanting to throw up, and although they're rare now, they still cause problems and i generally have a lessened appetite thanks to it. so what if yuu also had that

so like yuu, terribly nauseous and lacking fucks to give, having to explain to these guys (who are panicking) that the fight or flight response basically remokes the digestive system's blood privileges and due to theirs happening so fucking often, their stomach basically nerfed itself and now has a meltdown every time they get antsy.

and then having to explain it was worse when they were like 11-12 because (true story) it would happen literally every day and the episodes would last like 3 hours minimum for months on end.

these poor dudes are gonna be so concerned for yuu's health

Oof, I’m so sorry you have to deal with that, Nonny. It sounds awful, rare or not. >A< I really hope you can get some form of treatment to help make it easier to manage. ;;^;; Also, sorry this took so long to answer, but I hope you're feeling somewhat better!

Now, regarding Yuu having this problem…hoo boy, I can already imagine that their arrival to Twisted Wonderland would have already caused quite the anxiety attack in anyone, but couple that with severe nausea? Mild concern over a possible ill student would bloom into full-blown panic once it comes to light that Yuu is in fact the only known living human in existence—and they’re already dying? On school grounds?! Oh Great Merciful Seven, how are they going to explain this if word gets out to the press?!

Calm down, Crowley, your feathers are starting to get bent out of shape. >.>

Anyway, it might take a bit before the anxiety over being in a new world—let alone one filled with magic and monsters—can settle down enough for Yuu to breathe. The staff and even some of the more concerned students would feel relieved to see Yuu eat something light, be it crackers or bread or soup, though the school nurse would express concern over their health once they hear Yuu’s explanation.

Once the research institutions come along, Yuu had already pack-bonded with Ace, Deuce, and Grim by that point and—despite concerns over preservation and health—was decided it was unwise to separate them and cause unnecessary stress. Depending on how well Yuu does with normal doctor visits, the researchers are likely going to go to great lengths to minimize the stressful environment and invasive procedures while working on a solution to ease or relieve their symptoms.

Meanwhile, the other students have no idea what to make of this situation. The first few times were ‘meh’ or ‘ew, gross’ (I mean, they are still going to have the personalities of their game selves, which means they also have some of the same attitudes towards things), but the more frequent or longer it becomes, the more it sinks in that something is very wrong. Riddle and Azul read up on the subject and looking into ways to ease anxiety or even find ways to salvage their appetite after the nausea attack. Trey and Jamil make sure that Yuu has access to foods that are easy and light on their stomach, while Vil searches for soothing fragrances that calm anxiety and relieve stress. Cater has even been looking into gifs and songs he can find on Magicam to help ground Yuu during their episodes.

At this point some of them have learned how to sense when Yuu’s about to have a panic attack, with Grim being able to sense it early enough to get them away from the stressor or get help from the other first years.

Eventually when the researchers are able to find a regiment (be it therapy sessions or medication or both) that works for Yuu, their friends and classmates make sure to help them stay on track and remind them when it’s time to take the medicine given to them or to go to their appointment. Of course, cuddle sessions also help and feel nice, so while it takes time, they’ll do their best to make sure Yuu feels better and can experience life without the nausea!

(As a side note, if anyone is dealing with anxiety, here's a video that has been designed to help reduce it by at least 65%. A friend of mine once recommended it to me, and it's helped me calm down on days when I need it, so I hope it helps someone else too 💝)

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland monster au #twst monster au #twisted wonderland Yuu

[fluffmugger]

RIGHT

*Slams hands on balcony railing* I  AM GONNA SAY THIS HERE RATHER THAN SHIT UP SOME POOR REBLOG THAT CROSSES MY DASH AND I’M GONNA SAY IT LOUD.

Apologies as it will land on the public tags, but I’m tagging stuff as Good Omens 2 as some followers are blocking the tag until they catch up. I PERSONALLY FUCKING HATE THE DRUGGED COFFEE THEORY AND I FUCKING HATE THE OMELAS THEORY AND HERE’S WHY (Brought to you by 3/4ths a bottle of baileys)

1) Drugged  coffee to ensure Aziraphale’s compliance resulting in him deciding to go with the Metatron completely destroys his agency.  It’s a BAD plot contrivance that offers a piss-easy out and I ain’t having it.  The dude fucked up of his own accord. Accept it. Was the coffee a tactic? absolutely.  Just in case you missed the whole shaming in the first season of how Aziraphale polluted himself,  they went out of their way to reinforce a major schism between the forces of heaven and hell and Aziraphale and Crowley : They do not imbibe human food or drink.  It’s gauche at best.  There’s repeated moments with Muriel refusing a drink, Gabriel losing his shit when he finally tries hot chocolate for the first time, it’s presented as an actual temptation by Crowley to Aziraphale (and boy oh boy did he take after that shit like a disgraced vestal virgin at a bacchanal) and even in flashbacks we see Beez and Gabs, even while cheerfully violating every other unspoken rule that they literally tried to melt Aziraphale and Crowley for refusing to drink a beer and eat a bag of crisps.   And all of a sudden the literal voice of god rocks up with an incredibly bougie coffee - that he’s clearly ordered before given how thoughtlessly he rattled it off  - going “yeah man, I drink this shit all the time, it’s awesome, we’ve changed, we’re cool, come join the gang az”. Whether its a manipulation tactic or a genuine attempt to show good faith in an attempt to change remains to be seen, but drugging it?  Fuck offffffffffffff

2) OMELAS OMG Lift Us Where Suffering Cannot Reach!!!!   Ok.  What’s the point of that.

Honestly. What. Would. Be. The. Fucking. Point.   We are literally discussing biblical heaven here, not a sociopolitical commentary on capitalism.  It doesn't run on someone literally being continuously shat on (sit down catholics), the only figure who fits that messianic role - and I use the term messianic very deliberately - is friggin’ christ if you’re a christian and the Passion’s been and gone my bitches. So what would be the point of it? Oh no, Aziraphale the lamb to slaughter! Oh my bby~ Oh no! Crowley must rescue him!!!  NO.  Again, it’s a wipe of agency and it frames Aziraphale as this agentless silly thing NOT TO MENTION that whole trope would rely on Crowley once again slavishly running to rescue him and after the shit that went down in s2 ep6?  No.  That shit’s not romantic, it’s toxic.  It’s the same crap Nina just got out of.   It might work in a fanfic but in S3 it would just be shit storytelling.

Thus concludes my rant, I am now hurling my baileys bottle into the front yard and breaking up an overexcited cat fight in the loungeroom.

#Good Omens 2

[mlobsters]

supernatural s11e11 into the mystic (w. robbie thompson)

giving credit where it's due, i think the show has been doing a good job picking licensed work, especially when not stuck to a particular genre. enjoyed here will you love me tomorrow by the shirelles

okay that monster is uh. something. don't eat the baby!! poor sweet thing.

LUCIFER When your brother was trapped in Purgatory you were here with a girl and a dog. You can't win this, Sam. You're just not strong enough. You didn't even bother trying to find him. And I know that if you're gonna beat the Darkness, you have to be ready to watch the people you love die.

i'd say don't let lucifer get to you, sam - but hell. i spiral over the smallest of social interactions, let alone the big evil angel who knows all my weak spots and is pushing the sorest ones for maximum manipulation. also where is the light coming from in his room with the pattern, he doesn't have a window? is it a weird lampshade? nightlight? scented plugin nightlight?? 🤪

everything's fine! been up who knows how long cleaning my gun, per yoozh

DEAN You okay? SAM Yeah, I'm fine. DEAN Are you sure? 'Cause you haven't left the bunker in days. SAM I'm fine.

I'M ACES, DEAN.

cas will be fine! which brings about the question, what's crowley doing in all this? i know he declared the team-up over, but no heads up about lucifer being out? is he incapacitated in some way?

(kinda wishing we had pellegrino to still be lucifer but i get it)

DEAN Maybe we ought to make a reservation. SAM Yeah, we should be so lucky to live long enough.

did know about this. don't be sad, don't be sad.

SAM Turns out Harold was stealing the other residents' Viagra. DEAN I know. A real dick move, huh?

cmon sammy, not even a chuckle? that was a good (bad) one :P

dean pocketing some viagra, all right.

(wiki) According to a tweet by writer Robbie Thompson, Dean stealing the Viagra was unscripted, and was ad-libbed by Jensen Ackles.

gosh that's pretty. what a lovely profile shot of sam

DEAN So no retirement, huh? SAM Hey, you're the one who's always wanted to go out blaze of glory style preferably while the Bon Jovi song is playing. DEAN I'm a candle in the wind. Yeah, but the way you said it, it was like that blaze of glory was gonna happen sooner rather than later.

lip service to the blaze of glory when it looks like all is lost but of course he wants to grow old together.

DEAN Are you okay? SAM No, I'm not, actually. Not at all. Being so close to Lucifer again, that... Brought stuff up. Stuff I thought I forgot about. DEAN You want to talk about it? SAM No. DEAN Well, look. Lucifer is never getting out of that cage, ever. And you are never going back, period. So... Case closed.

💔on all accounts

SAM Let's burn the bones so we can go home.

at least the bunker's home now

DEAN Gold blade. I don't have any in the trunk, so I got to head back to the bunker and grab a couple. You stay here and figure out who in this place is vulnerable.

someone vulnerable, like say, sam??

all this banshee talk makes me miss lydia from teen wolf. def the good kind of banshee though, no brain munching to be found

after hours of staring at 1968-1970 ford galaxies i see how similar they are to the impala lol

blarrgh dean is gonna unload his amara secrets to lucifer!cas, fucking great. always anyone but sam

DUDE. how had i never stumbled into this?? so i'm looking up mildred's actress dee wallace, and she was the mom in E.T.!! but!!! the little boy, elliott! is the dude in all the flanagan stuff - young hugh crain in hill house, henry in bly manor. mind blown LOL. that movie devastated me as a child and i haven't watched it since haha (which reminds me i was talking to my very sensitive 10 year old about charlotte's web and i was like, wasn't it sad? and he's like. eh. me: really? not sad?? him: ehh. LOL okay! i'm glad for you, little dude, didn't end up with that particular flavor of my sensitivity too)

anyway!

s11e11 mildred / e.t. (1982) dee wallace as mary

MILDRED I knew it. I knew it! I -- you two are too cute to be FBI agents.

i mean...

i was a little nervous what they were gonna do with marlene/eileen, having a deaf actress and character be a hunter is cool. assuming she doesn't die :S also she could teach them whatever fancy sigil situation she used to trap sam. ooh and a men of letters legacy, too. please don't kill her.

DEAN I tried to kill her. LUCIFER/CAS Well, the two of you are connected somehow by the Mark. DEAN Yeah, no, it's, uh... It's more than that. LUCIFER/CAS Attraction? Oh, Dean. DEAN I know. I know. Okay? Whatever it is... attraction, connection... I got to tell you, man, it scares me. I don't know that I can stop it. I don't know that I can resist it.

christ on a cracker. i hate everything about this. i got some time off from being enraged over him IMMEDIATELY lying to sam after all this we gotta be straight with each other yet again, but hey it's back. and now divulging to lucifer inadvertently, so much hate it.

[Mildred signs to Eileen ‘I got dibs on the other guy. You can have the tall one’] [Mildred giggles as she signs ‘I’m not much of a mountain climber anymore’ and laughs] [Eileen signs [‘Are you sure you don’t want both?’]

that was so cute and funny. thirsting over the boys in plain sight, and eileen like girl, shoot your shot, try for both of them! mildred is gorgeous, i think dean might be down

SAM Are you worried about her? So does this mean she has a shot? DEAN Well, I always did have a thing for Blanche on “Golden Girls” SAM Seriously? DEAN Hey, don't judge what you don't understand, Sammy. SAM No, I'm -- I'm not judging. I-I just always had a thing for Sophia. DEAN Yeah, I could see that.

sophia, huh. i mean, okay. can you imagine though, 6'4" sam and 4'10" estelle getty. talk about mountain climbing. and of course dean liked blanche, no brainer. and rue mclanahan was all of 51 when the show started

well, he went all-in on the crazy smile (sorry, pellegrino would never 😔)

EILEEN My mother was a lawyer. Be nice to follow in her footsteps. SAM I was studying law at Stanford when my brother came and got me so we could get our revenge. EILEEN You've been hunting together ever since? SAM Yeah. I-I wouldn't do this without my brother. He's had my back every step of the way. Even when I let him down.

oh, sammy 💔 show's convinced you that you fucked up more than i think you have (pushing the purgatory thing and i'm still not convinced :p) meanwhile we get to highlight how dean's fucking up right this moment.

well damn. they've done a great job establishing some little side characters i actually care about. thinkin if something happens to eileen or mildred 🔪🔪🔪

MILDRED You know, tell me something. When's the last time you watched a sunset without waiting for something to go bump in the night?

they (supposedly) would park and look at the stars sometimes, maybe they should add sunsets to the list

MILDRED You want to know the secret to living a long and happy life? DEAN Actually, yes, I do. MILDRED Follow your heart. You do that, all the rest just figures itself out.

and since i like her character and how she's playing her, this little sappy advice made me cry. also, i love how she's openly flirting with dean and he's flustered but not in the ew gross old lady is hitting on me way

great, and dean's the vulnerable one? i mean honestly, they're both emotionally vulnerable disasters all the time so.

MILDRED Darlin'... if there's one thing I've learned in all my years on the road, it's when somebody's pining for somebody else. Oh, don't try and hide it now. Follow your heart. Remember?

i mean. is he pining for amara? is that what we're going with? this obviously has the ambiguity that you could slap it on to whatever ship of choice as well. follow your heart to sam instead of your dick to amara? :p this nebulous connection to her is... nebulous. halfway tempted to just fucking look up how this plays out, but then i'm just waiting for things to happen (which is why i don't do well with big spoilers) so i probably won't. it has to be dire to do that (and i have with this show in the past, just to know how many episodes of whatever plotline were in my future)

DEAN He was looking for lore on the Darkness. Something a little off about him, too. SAM Something always seems a little bit off about Cas. Yeah, you know, being so close to Lucifer probably wasn't easy for him, either.

i'd say some of that's on the inconsistent writing/characterization of cas, but potayto potahto :p brushing off dean's concern to aid in finding out about lucifer at the worst time, i can imagine

SAM Dean... when I was with Lucifer, he, um... He showed me things. It was like a highlight reel of my biggest failures. DEAN Yeah, he was messing with you. That's what he does. SAM Give me a sec. I should've looked for you. When you were in Purgatory, I... I should've turned over every stone. But I didn't. I stopped. And I've never forgiven myself for it. DEAN Well... I have. Hey. That's in the past, man. What's done is done. All that matters now, all that's ever mattered, is that we're together.

oh 😭

oh god and sam's box with actual baby dean and sam in addition to the retirement home brochure?? now i'm really crying. good god. i knew about the brochure, but not the picture as actual kids

at least dean got into sleep clothes and under the covers this time.

go talk to sam, you stubborn ass.

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 11x11 #hiky #spnhiky #dee wallace #e.t. #robbie thompson #spn bloody or sad #christopher lennertz #sam and dean mush #all that's ever mattered is that we're together

[ryttu3k]

Good Omens season 2, episode 3!

Previous liveblogs: episode 1, episode 2

"Someone's got a sense of humour! …Or an interesting kink."

Muriel is trying their best! Which isn't good. But they're trying, nonetheless!

I like looking at cupperties too :)

Crowley, don't fuck with the baby angel. Were they literally born yesterday or is most of Upstairs like this? XD

"Listen, you wouldn't be interested in humans falling in love, would you? I know for some members of the police force, it's a bit of a hobby!" Spoken like someone who radiates queer energy and was around for the 60s tbh

I've never worked out why the Bentley's license plate says 'curtain' backwards. (There was a car in the first season that had SIDRAT, though, that was fun!)

Tennant must be having so much fun using his actual accent XD

Elspeth and Morag are sweet :(

"What do we do? We play classical music that stays classical music." Listen I would have paid a lot of goddamn money to hear Freddie Mercury perform Danse Macabre.

Yellow! Aziraphale de-corrupted the Bentley! …That may count as corruption, given that it's. Well. Crowley's car. Either way that feels like illegal, or at least a sin. Miracle. You know.

a) Was that Nessie? b) Were those hills tartan.

Hmm. Beelzebub may be having some interesting thoughts!

Crowley we do not throw books >:(

"I'm a surgeon, not a doctor." Bones in an alternate universe where he's a walking malpractice suit.

Aziraphale having an attack of the guiiilts. But honestly, a surprising amount of medical progress was off the back of… well, some deeply shady shit.

Yeah, yeah I think you could call Gabriel a 'big high-up' XD

Ooof, Morag :(

…did I just catch the name CMOT Dibbler?

Oooof, Elspeth :(

So, uh, laudanum shrinks demons. Good to know! …overdid it somewhat XD But hell, it works!

Crowley stop throwing books >:(

The awning of a new age………

lmao did Aziraphale just change the Grindr phone dude's background from the Union Jack to the Scottish flag??

Oh bless Maggie is so awkward and lovestruck. Pensive emoji.

Crowley is trying his best! …and doing about as well as Muriel, poor dear.

I wonder if Gabriel is being used as a… conduit or something? Wiped out his brain to use him as a lightning rod or a connector or something?

'Very Closed'. Kind of wondering if that's a Crowley thing or if Aziraphale just already had the sign XD;;

"If any harm comes to Aziraphale because of this, I will…" Protective!Crowley off the shits.

God I really love the different remixes of the theme over each credits. Bagpipes!

#good omens #good omens 2

[vioisgoinginsane]

Thoughts on book 5 🍎💀

Except "thoughts" is being generous

Who made apple cry!? Do i have to cut a bitch??

Vil making a terrible first impression at the whell scene. Like dude tells Epel to watch his tone but he calls us potatoes before I could even say "what's your damage?" Yeah Vil. You're being a villain. Comically so.

"Keeping your act together"?? Well some of us don't have to be two faced to get somewhere, Vil.

And Im getting EXTRA offended cuz IVE HAD VOCAL LESSONS BEFORE. If anything I could HELP Epel practice! Soso glad Deuce and Ace are on the same wavelength. Even tho we gonna get our asses kicked.

Me picking a vil card to pit against him in the battle at the well: hehe Why are you hitting yourself why are you hitting yourself hehe

A'ight. We found who's been making Epel cry. Time to ruin this bitch's weekend, week, month, maybe even year!!

SHUT UP. Deuce is being Epel's Prince Florian. SHUT UP I love them

Tbh If it were me I'd rather find out more about the situation first since for all I know at this point Epel could have some agreement with Vil and if he doesn't pass the audition he's screwed but eh. Adeuce jumping in head first is occasionally handy

~Jamil-sensei training montage~

Rook appears outta nowhere and I instantly bark

There he is! The Chaussure (shoe).

Now I feel stupid cuz i had no idea dandelions was from french. Then again I only learned the English word for that flower last year... But DEUCE of all people knew it!!!!

Oh my god Ruggie really is eat-weeds poor. Good on him for being resourceful tho.

Rook, honey, I have not a doubt that you do mean respect with that nickname but most people would assume it's a mock... If they didn't know you.

For a moment i was like "wait. Why do we have to find you if there is no form to fill out?" And then answered myself "because anything you fill out in a form he ALREADY knows about you and anyone else in school. Vil and Crowley are basically using him to save paper."

Rook is being so sweet giving everyone full marks T ^ T and Vil is being a nitpicking karen. Perfect balance.

no one can believe they passed that audition, not even the boys themselves

WHY THE FUCK DID THE POMEFIORE DORM TURN INTO AN RPG CASTLE!?!?!?

I see this dorm is full of theater kids. Predictably.

*crowley shows up* me: NO!! NOT YOU!! NO!! NOT AGAIN!! I am suddenly no longer happy to help.

Grim: I could by a bonanza of tuna with that money!!! Me: I could buy a skirt! Finally!! *gasp* Or a BOOK!!!

Not Ace thinking he was gonna be free from riddle's rule when actually he just swapped one tyrannical queen for the other 💀 he really-

At least Vil doesn't trow away food and "did you seriously just gender movements?" Is going right next to "all clothes are gender neutral if you stop being a little bitch about it" in my vocabulary. Wish he DIDN'T bend Epel's ear altho I know it's something *I* woulda done to Ace at least once for misbehaving.

Speaking of ace, he really tried to snack at night and NO ONE WAS SURPRISED. Are you gonna get a fever and combust if you don't misbehave or what!??

I still don't like vil

I could tell Vil's a perfectionist, and he has a point about mastering skill but I think he's starting to miss the point of art. It is meant to convey feeling and connect with the audience through that.

He tells Epel to hide his accent, while singing too, meanwhile every vocal teacher I've ever had told me that's the kind of thing that makes my voice more distinct from others. And he stucks him into a role that doesn't fit his personality all based on the same kind of superficial thinking that gets him stuck with villain roles he wants to break out of.

HE CURSED OUR FOOD!? very on brand but YOU KEEP MY CAT OUT OF THIS!! HE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO GET DRAGGED INTO THIS IF YOU WON'T EVEN LET HIM DANCE ON STAGE!!!

*sees Mickey* me: SATAN!!

Btw i still don't know how to pronounce Vil's last name cuz i don't know a lick of german if i had to pronounce it out loud I'd probably do what i do when i say van Gogh and just choke on the last syllable so it annoys EVERYONE

Very appropriate that the sound for when you mess up the twistune is a slap. It represents the slap Vil is giving me for fucking it up so badly.

I am not liking Vil's attitude at all. Oh, you DO think about the authenticity of the performance? Then what the fuck—oh shit. Epel finally snapped. What's 'the usual'? ROOK. WHY ARE THEY TAKING OUT THEIR WANDS IF IT AIN'T A FIGHT!?

Epel did NOT have a tantrum. He had an understandable reaction after all the stress of all this bullshit and dismissing it is NOT a mature reaction either!!!! Raise your hand if Vil has been stressing you the fuck out! 🙋‍♀️

'Hard work doesn't get you what you want in real life' Vil has never seen a pixar movie so he doesn't know there's always something of worth to be found if you care to look and see. He doesn't know sometimes life does shape up the way you though it will but you can still have a "happy ending." Which sounds about right since this is a disney property.

Vil, baby, who tHE FUK told you you have to be beautiful before you can be yourself? Why are you putting your worth on how many people said you are beautiful? At this point I think I don't even proper hate you, I just pity you. (Ngh... I can feel my character development coming up...)

I love Rook.

I love Kalim.

WAIT KALIM TRANSFERRED HERE that explains so much.

I love Deuce.

HE BROUGHT A BIKE AND THEY ARE GOING ON A BIKE RIDE LIKE IT'S A DELIQUENT ANIME 😭 (said the girl who only ever watched TR) SHUT UP I LOVE THEM

Epel dreaming of how he could have a moustache in a year has the same energy as how Riddle brought a PE uniform a size bigger thinking he was gonna grow up in it and then... Didn't.

Vil did something nice!?!! Awww (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ `)♡

now that our getting together the team arc is complete all that's left is for me to slave away at the twist tunes till i have 10/10 at all the ones we got so far... Wait, you guys don't do those obsessively?... Just me?

Malmal was so happy to FINALLY get an INVITATION 🥺 he did an evil laugh

I appreciate getting to see everyone's clubs. Altho at this point it's just pure fluff and filler. New proverb: "I know Azul is out there capitalising on something, I just don't know what."

The SDC is turning into the finally of Camp Rock 2 except we're with the bad guys

LOOK AT THEM THEY ARE ADORABLE

Okaaay I'm starting to feel for Vil... Wait no Vil DO NOT look at it now! Someone take his phone- SIRI SHUT THE FUCK UP

I know it was just Vil's paralysis curse (i think. Rn) but for a minute there I thought Vil put actual LETHAL poison and almost killed Rook right there. My heart stood in place 💀

Rook was really about to drink that too. What the fuck is wrong with him? Respectfully. I adore by this point but wtf Rook?? {I'm prob not one to talk given that I named the last fanart I did "i would eat poison if it was from your hand"}

"If you didn't interfere then Neige woulda been the only casualty" JAMIL. i don't hate you or anything hut sometimes i can't with these fuckers smh

Vil's overblot did NOT kick my ass I'll have you know!!

Deuce got his signature spell first 😢😢😢😢 my boy! I'm so proud of him 😭

And there it is. The big Ooh YOU'RE Malleus moment. Holy shit- the power Mal got-

On the other hand. The twistunes ARE kicking my ass

It really is the Camp Rock 2 final except the "good" guys win.

Epel and Kalim are crying, I can't-

Are those.

Tears!? He is crying! 🥺 awww i do feel for Vil. I had a bit of Character development myself with him.

ROOK. ROOOK. I KNEW HE WAS GONNA DO THAT AMD STILL. THE BETRAYAL.

"Why's Rook quiet all of a sudden" he's trying to stay sane and civil while on the inside he's having a Tsukiama Shu moment. Be grateful quiet weeping is all he did

Vil. VIL DID YOU POISON ROOK'S HANDKERCHIEF!?!?! for once, I wouldn't blame you.

Oh no. Grim.

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