#and it's important because jimmy has more than 1 brother but you can understand it's solo right ?? RIGHT???

[r-truth]

Join me in congratulating your brother... Solo

#roman reigns #jimmy uso #wweedit #wwe #i didnt add the part where roman says 'solo' 😭😭 #and it's important because jimmy has more than 1 brother but you can understand it's solo right ?? RIGHT??? #sorry i was looking at jimmy when grouping the frames :( #long post #* #*usos #*reigns

[now-that-i-saw-you]

2023 recap

I've lived a thousand lives this year. I also read around 40 books, watched 17 shows, 34 movies and listened to 40,214 minutes of music and I'm gonna narrow them all down to top 3 favorites of each category.

Music

1. Midnights

I'm a swiftie forever and ever so best believe whatever album Taylor released it's gonna be my favorite album ever, but Midnights is exceptionally good. It's no surprise that most songs on my top 5 most-played are from Midnights (and the only one that isn't is seven). This is my AOTY and I want to personally thank Taylor for writing You're On Your Own, Kid.

2. Stick Season

My sixth most-played song was Dial Drunk and I think it was just a couple of streams away from entering the top. The rest of the album is just as good and as poignant. It's so folklore-esque and I adore a good story that makes me forget about my problems.

3. Good Ridddance

Did you guys know Gracie Abrams is fucking excellent? I listened to Good Riddance and it was amazing and then I listened to her earlier work and they were also amazing. Good Riddance is for girls in their 20s who feel like they mess everything up (it's so evermore-coded).

Books

1. All For The Game

I read a lot of great books this year but this is probably the only one I've been properly obsessed with. Every single word in these books made me cry, it just made me feel so much; angry, sad, happy, but mainly hopeful.

2. She Who Became The Sun

This is objectively the best book I read this year. It's eloquent and complex and interesting and deals with subjects like gender and sexuality in such a fine, delicate way. I wanted to savour every moment with this book, read every word slowly so I could properly understand it. Ouyang is up there with Adam Parrish and Lyra Silvertongue in my Favorite Characters List.

3. Conversations With Friends

This book made me feel seen, while deeply hurting me. Turns out I kinda like the Miscommunication trope and I think it's mostly because I love it when characters feel like real people and nothing is more real than not saying what you should or saying the wrong thing.

TV Shows

1. Succession

I came to realize that what makes me love a show/book is mostly the characters. I love complicated characters that feel like real people. I love it when I can't decide whether I hate or love a character. Even my least favourite characters (Logan and Tom) were well-written and had a very satisfying storyline. I did not understand a single thing they said when talking about finance (at least I learned what a Bear Hug is...sorta) and that didn't stop me from enjoying the show and following the plot and to me that shows how entertaining it was.

2. Better Call Saul

Everyone should watch this show. This is one of the greatest corruption arcs I've ever seen on TV and Jimmy is an excellent protagonist, I love the way the writers build his character's arc and his relationship with people around him, mainly his brother but also Kim because their relationship was amazing. They were so cute and doomed by the narrative. Personally, I enjoyed every season and wasn't bored at any point. This show was done with so much love and you can feel it.

3. Totally Completely Fine

I love it when I stumble on a show because I have nothing else to watch and it turns out to be a favourite. Totally Completely Fine has everything: Humour and wit, discussing important, sensitive topics in a very appropriate manner, and an incredibly real sibling relationship. The show gives a voice and empathy to the eldest siblings, the youngest and the middle child and I'm never getting over "you took all the air."

Please watch it because I want a second season.

Films

1. The Whale

Idk if this a controversial opinion or not but I found this film very moving. To me it's a story about healing and forgiveness being a possibilty for everyone. I really felt and cared for the main character.

2. El Camino

The Breaking Bad writers are just very good at their job. I love Jesse and I love this additional story to the universe.

3. Loving Vincent

The entire film was made by oil painting. How can I not include this? It's a beautiful film telling the story of Vincent Van Gogh's death. I encourage everyone to watch it.

#new year #2023 #2024 #new year recap #booklr #films #tv shows #taylor swift #midnights #stick season #noah kahan #gracie abrams #good riddance #all for the game #she who became the sun #conversations with friends #succession #better call saul #totally completely fine #the whale #el camino #loving vincent #filmblr

[autisticandroids]

ok how would girls au work because i feel like to keep true with the theme of toxic gender roles them being cool and butch feels very at odds with that when like the girl version of that would be like christian girl with an instagram talking about country life and her future husband like it would be an interesting combo for them because john would be like ur an inherent failure for being a girl but also the expectations are lower already for them compared to john and sons

yeah it’s like weird! but i think about it a lot. i made a big fun post with it here.

basically my ideas are a combination of serious (dean) interesting (sam) and self-indulgent (cas).

like first of all i think sam is an out lesbian and i think she came out during the fight before stanford. like, i think she told dean when she was like fifteen, but she told john the night she left. she spat it in his face, actually. 

i think dean is like. dean loves her unconditionally but is also lightly homophobic to her about it, you know? they were accustomed to sharing motel room beds as kids but dean won’t do it anymore now that she knows sam likes girls. dean is also like, weird to her about her interactions with other women, and also talks constantly about men, as though men-liking were a cool exclusive club only dean is invited to.

i think sam has like butt length straight hair and doesn’t wear any makeup ever but doesn’t like. wear mens clothes or anything, like she wears plain clothes that are cut for women. on hunts she puts her hair in a braid. maybe she braids a spiked strap into it like beka cooper.

dean is like........ dean is a lot like young, pre-john mary i think. think the song remains the same. dean is obsessed with performing masculinity, while at the same time terrified of seeming mannish or queer. she walks a weird line, and ends up overperforming both masculinity and femininity. she regularly challenges dudes twice her size to arm wrestling contests in bars, but she never goes out of the motel room without a full face of makeup. like she’s obsessed with doing both. masculinity for respect, and femininity for conformity. you know that thing dean does with his voice? the harshening? the intentionally adopted accent and tough guy tones? she does that too. and her voice is raspy, like rachel miner’s. she’s just as invested in her “heterosexuality” as canon dean.

she wears dean’s same green army jacket but underneath it she ties up a flannel shirt so it bares her midriff. she wears her hair like s13 mary, except that sometimes she puts it in little pigtails. 

cas is the easiest because cas’ gender presentation doesn’t matter at all except in how OTHER PEOPLE relate to her, so it’s less a question of “how would cas do woman?” and more a question of “what would it be fun to see other people/dean specifically react to?”

so basically like. jimmy novak is a frumpy feminine christian mom. still wears the trench coat and probably a suit but when i say suit i mean blazer, pencil skirt, tights, blouse (or maaaybe a button down), low-ish heels. long hair in bouncy curls (think rowena’s hair but no bangs and black). actually jimmy novak probably pinned her hair up in a slight updo.

anyway i’ve decided that i refuse to try and remember what actually happened with cas falling in like, canon, like how close he got to human. this au’s cas gets close enough to human that she has to start like. showering. anyway she can’t take care of the hair so it gets tangled in a giant rat’s nest and dean gives her a bathroom chop. she has to borrow the winchester sisters’ clothes, because she has to start changing clothes but also because she can’t fucking walk in jimmy’s heels or in that confining skirt without the assistance of her grace. 

all the winchesters’ clothes look baggy on her because she’s kind of spindly and narrow and flat as a board. like dean and sam have big shoulders, big hips, and big breasts, and cas has zero out of three, so anything she wears looks like a smock. she keeps wearing the coat over whatever they give her. she’s tallish (five feet eight or nine inches?) but dean is taller and sam is freakishly tall. cas could probably pass for a man alone but when she’s with dean or sam it’s obvious she’s a woman just because of the heights.

when she returns to angelhood at the end of season five, she’s wearing jimmy’s white office button down, but no bra underneath because the only reasons she would need one would be to either make her boobs look bigger or to hide her nipples and cas isn’t interested in either of those things and bras are uncomfortable, no blazer on top, a set of cargo pants that look feminine and form fitting on dean because dean is in possession of an ass and hips, but baggy and dykey on cas because she is not, combat boots (also dean’s), and the coat, and her hair is just like canon cas’ hair but way choppier because dean cut it for her.

anyway, dean treats cas in a WILD way, like. they do some intricate rituals in season four? they are dean winchester and castiel, after all. but after cas butches up in season five and then stays that way dean pushes it into overdrive. “i wish you were a boy so i could date you” shit. dean lets cas put a hand on the small of her back. she jokes that cas is her boyfriend. when cas sleeps, they sleep in the same bed, “since you can’t possibly share with sam, she’s a dyke.” also she called cas cassie a lot when cas looked more feminine but switches exclusively to cas when cas looks more masculine. like it’s this whole “”””straight”””” girl intricate ritual where one is attracted to a masculine woman so one coercively masculinizes her further.

sam tries to check in with cas to see if cas is cool with this forcible masculinization and weird gender relationship, because sam is gay and Understands or at least thinks she does. she also catches wind that cas is here to smash a lot sooner than in canon. but anyway cas rebuffs her because cas hates sam. 

tangent, but one of my least favorite things that happens in mid spn, starting i think in s6, is that they start needing plausible deniability for cas, so they start pretending him and sam are like, friends. like 6.20 “i did it to protect the boys. or to protect myself. i don’t know anymore.” like there’s all this emotional stuff where cas is clearly talking about his emotional connection to dean, but sam gets included in order to make it seem SLIGHTLY less gay. and that’s annoying because of the no-homo-ness but it’s actually more annoying because 1) i liked s5 cas’ bitchiness towards sam i think that killed and 2) if sam and cas are gonna be friends after cas was a bitch and called sam an abomination and shit, develop it! develop it! don’t just Say that they are.

anyway it’s my au and i say what happens so the plausible deniability “both the brothers are important to me” shit does NOT happen and cas is a bitch to sam throughout s5&6. they do eventually bond later? like cas still takes sam’s hell trauma, and sam feels like she owes her for that (even though it was CAS’ FAULT IN THE FIRST PLACE but sam is batshit like that). so that’s what kind of gets them to eventually bond a little and become friends and comrades. 

also sam clocks cas as gay. obviously. sam tries to inform cas about being gay. because sam too is gay. it only kind of sticks. cas doesn’t really understand how human societal roles work. cas has HUGE angel autism and i support her.

also as long as we’re talking about five and six, why don’t we deal with male lisa. so obviously the kid thing doesn’t work. the thing that lisa does that makes dean like :o is not “have a kid that might be dean’s” but “tell dean he was going to propose.” this implies that they were dating in the past longer than canon dean and lisa but oh well. 

however, when dean gets pulled back into hunting, she’s six weeks pregnant by lisa and doesn’t know it. cas immediately tells her, and offers to give her an angelic abortion. she accepts without hesitating and cas does it. the fact that this - cas taking ownership of dean’s reproductive organs in a somewhat invasive way, even if it was wanted - contributes to their whole.... season six..... dynamic. dean never tells lisa about this.

that’s everything i can think of. i have work in four hours.

#spn #asks #pregnancy tw #Anonymous #girls au

[sidecarghost]

Suptober20 - Day 31 Carry On

Notes: AU where Dean dies trying to save Sam from the fire started by Azazel. But in this AU humans that die trying to save someone can become reapers. So Dean gets a chance to carry on and protect his brother

“Hello Dean,” a kid’s voice addresses Dean.

“Uh, hi,” Dean responds to the boy that appears to be about his age. “How do you know my name?”

“I’m here to help you move on Dean,” the boy says.

“No thanks,” Dean says. “I need to find my brother. There was a fire. I had to save him, and my dad was trying to save my mom. I don’t remember much now. I had to carry my brother out. His name is Sam. He’s just a baby.”

“Your brother will be okay, Dean,” the boy tells him.

“Have you seen Sam? Can you take me to him?” Dean asks.

“Yes, I can take you to see him. He’s in the ICU,” the boy says.

“Thanks, what is your name anyway?” Dean asks.

“I’m Castiel,” Castiel says.

Castiel leads Dean to the ICU and shows him to Sam’s bed. Sam is sleeping peacefully in the hospital bed.

“He looks okay to me,” Dean whispers.

“Yes, your brother survived because of your bravery,” Castiel says. “Your brother also has some special abilities at the moment that make him much more capable than other humans.”

“Oh wow, I didn’t know Sammy had super powers. And how do you know all this. Who are you?” Dean asks.

“I told you I’m Castiel,” Castiel reminds Dean.

“Yeah, I mean how do you know stuff about my family,” Dean says. “You don’t look much older than me, and I’m not even five for a couple months yet.”

“I’m a reaper,” Castiel admits.

“That sounds awesome,” Dean says.

“It’s okay,” Castiel shrugs.

“Were you always a reaper?” Dean asks.

“No, I used to be a boy too. I’m actually only a few years older than you. My name was Jimmy Novak,” Castiel says. “I tried to break up a fight when a kid in the playground was getting picked on. I was pushed violently by one of the other kids, and I fell backwards and cracked my skull on the pavement. There was internal hemorrhaging, and I didn’t survive. I have been a reaper for two months now.”

“So reapers are dead people?” Dean asks with his eyes wide.

“Yes, but not all dead people get the choice to become reapers. The souls of a person that dies sacrificing themselves for someone else gets to choose to either rest in heaven or become a reaper,” Castiel explains.

“Why did you choose to become a reaper after those kids killed you?” Dean asked.

“Because after a reaper helps one million souls move on to Heaven or Hell they get a chance to become an angel.” Castiel tells Dean.

“That’s awesome Cas,” Dean says. “So you will be an angel some day?”

“Yeah, that’s why I picked a new name. Castiel sounded like a cool name for an angel to me,” Castiel explains.

“I think it sounds like an awesome name for an angel,” Dean beams. “Are you helping any souls move on in the hospital? Is that why you are here?”

“Yes, Dean that’s why I’m here,” Castiel says quietly and nods his head.

“So how do you help them move on?” Dean asks.

“It depends, lots of times people have made their peace with passing on because they died from old age or sickness,” Castiel says. “It can be a lot more difficult for souls that died suddenly like in an accident or were killed to move on.”

“Who are you trying to help? Can I be any help?” Dean asks.

“I am here to help you Dean.” Castiel says while looking steady in to Dean’s eyes.

***

“You mean, I didn’t survive?” Dean gulps.

“I’m sorry Dean, but you died saving your brother.” Castiel says. “So you get the same choice as me.”

“What if I don’t want a choice? What if I don’t want to move on? What if I want to stay with Sammy? I’m just a kid, and this isn’t fair Cas,” Dean bites back tears.

“You can refuse to move on. You’d be a ghost, and eventually you’d lose your mind and you’d torment and hurt people.” Castiel says.

“I could hurt Sammy?” Dean asks fearfully.

“Yeah, ghosts lose their humanity and just become forces of destruction,” Castiel nods.

“I don’t want to be dead Cas!” Dean cries.

“I know Dean,” Castiel offers the boy a hug and Dean hugs the reaper and sobs into his shirt. “Take all the time you need Dean. I won’t leave you.”

Dean nods and cries himself out clinging to the reaper. “I don’t know what to do Cas,” Dean says as his sobbing slows down.

“It’s your choice Dean. You can rest in Heaven and be happy for eternity. Or you can become a reaper and earn your angel wings. Angels get to protect all the souls in Heaven. They are Heaven’s warriors.” Castiel responds.

“I want to protect Sammy,” Dean says. “Can I protect him as a reaper?”

“We’re not supposed to interfere with humans,” Castiel shakes his head.

“So it’s against the rules or something?” Dean asks.

“Yes, there are some rogue reapers out there, but most respect the rules,” Castiel nods.

“Okay, I don’t mind breaking rules to help my brother. I think I want to be a reaper,” Dean says.

“I’ll help you watch over your brother Dean,” Castiel says.

“You’d help me break the rules?” Dean asks.

“Yes, some rules are meant to be broken. You died saving Sammy, so I’d like to help you protect him. I understand why it’s important.” Castiel says.

“Do you ever grow older?” Dean asks.

“We live forever, so we don’t grow any older. But I can change my appearance to be more relatable to the human I’m helping,” Castiel switches to the form of a 30 year old version of himself.

“Gross, you looks so old Cas,” Dean mocks the reaper.

“I know right,” Castiel laughs and switches back to being a kid. “Reapers live forever unless we are killed. Reapers aren’t invulnerable.”

“Will we stay together?” Dean asks Castiel.

“Reapers almost always work alone, Dean. If we worked together we’d need to help two million souls to earn our wings,” Castiel explains.

“Oh, I guess you wouldn’t like that because you would have to wait so much longer to be an angel,” Dean says.

“No, I think I would like to partner with you Dean. We’d be a great team. I am not very good at convincing souls to move on. So we’d probably be more successful together. And being a reaper wouldn’t be so lonely anymore.” Castiel says.

“Yeah I’d much rather have a friend than have to be a reaper on my own. And we could become angels together! That would be so awesome right Cas?” Dean smiles at the reaper.

“Yes, that would be awesome,” Castiel smiles back.

“Okay, I made up my mind. Let’s be team DeanCas!”, Dean says.

“DeanCas?” Castiel asks raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, I don’t want to change my name. I like Dean.” Dean says.

“Dean is a good angel name. But can’t we be CasDean?” Castiel asks.

“Nah, that doesn’t sound as good. But we can work on our team name.”

“So what happens now?” Dean asks.

“You need to sign Death’s book. Death is our boss.” Castiel says.

“Okay.” Dean says. Castiel reaches out to hold Dean’s hand and the pair appear in Death’s library.

“Cool, can I teleport when I’m a reaper?” Dean asks.

“Yes, teleportation is one of our abilities.” Castiel nods.

“I’m lucky I’ve got you to explain things,” Dean says.

“Thanks Dean, but any reaper would be able to explain this to you. You’d get 24 hours with the reaper to help you understand your abilities, duties, and help you with the first souls assigned to you,” Castiel says.

“I am still lucky that I got you though,” Dean says. “You are awesome, I can tell.”

“Thanks,” Castiel blushes. “Here’s Death’s book. Once you sign the book you are under contract to get 1 million souls to move on. Do you have any other questions before making your choice?”

“Nope,” Dean reaches for a pen and prints his name on the page of Death’s book. Instantly Dean feels altered. His maturity has greatly advanced for his few years spent alive on Earth. And he feels new senses come alive to serve his role as reaper and supernatural entity. “Okay teammate, where to first?”

“Just think of it, and you will go there.” Castiel says.

“Hold my hand?” Dean asks.

“Of course Dean,” Castiel says and holds the hand Dean offers.

The reaper team appears in a hospital room. The patient is hooked in to a life support system, and she is covered in burns. Despite the horrific scarring, Dean recognizes his mother immediately.

“My mom doesn’t make it?” Dean asks.

“I’m sorry Dean, but she won’t die until she is touched by a reaper.” Castiel says.

Dean nods. A few minutes ago, Dean would have screamed about the unfairness of his mother’s death. But becoming a reaper has changed his perspective, and he feel mature beyond his years. Dean reaches out to hug his mother and put a kiss on her cheek.

“Dean!” Mary Winchester’s soul appears next to Dean. “I’m so glad you’re okay. Azazel came I thought he killed me, but we’re okay.” Mary hugs Dean.

“Mom, we didn’t survive,” Dean tells his mother.

Mary Winchester notices the trench coated man next to her son. “Are you the reaper that reaped my son and me?” Mary accuses Castiel. Dean turns to see that Castiel switched to his 30 year old form, and Dean tries to focus on changing himself to be an older form of himself.

“Castiel reaped me, but he wasn’t your reaper mom,” Dean says in the deep voice of an older man. Mary’s mouth drops open in shock as she looks at the older man where Dean had stood. Dean switches back to the form of a kid. “I was your reaper.”

“Oh Dean, I’m so sorry!” Mary wraps her arms around Dean and she begins sobbing in earnest.

“S’okay Mom,” Dean says, and he returns her hug holding tight to his mom. “I’m going to be okay. Cas is going to help me watch over Sammy.”

“Reapers help protect people?” Mary asks Castiel.

“Not usually,” Castiel says. “But Dean and I are going to be a reaper team, and even if we weren’t I’d do anything possible to help Dean.”

“Cas is only a few years older than me, Mom. He died standing up to some bullies.” Dean tells his mom. Castiel takes that story as a signal to switch back to his kid form, and an instant later Castiel returned to the appearance of the kid that first met Dean.

“I don’t know much about reapers,” Mary admits. “But I’m glad you won’t be alone Dean.” She smiles at the young Dean and Castiel.

“How do you know anything about reapers Mom?” Dean asks.

“I was a hunter Dean,” Mary confesses. “I would kill monsters with your grandparents Deanna and Samuel.”

“Was Azazel a monster mom? I heard you mention that name earlier.” Dean asks.

“He is a demon, Dean. I had to make a deal with him to save John’s life.” Mary says sorrowfully.

“Angels fight demons,” Castiel says. “We could fight Azazel some day, Dean.”

“Yeah, mom after team Destiel helps enough souls move on to Heaven and Hell we can become angels,” Dean tells his mom. “But we probably can mess with this guy before that.”

“Be careful Dean, Azazel is a very powerful demon.” Mary warns.

“We will be mom,” Dean reassures his mom. “Protecting Sammy is my first priority, he survived the fire mom. Cas took me to his room, and he was sleeping peacefully.”

“I’m so glad. I know how much being an older brother meant to you Dean, and I’m sorry you’re life was cut so short. I left hunting to keep my family safe, but I guess somethings can’t be outrun,” Mary says sadly. “How is your dad? Did he survive?”

“Yes, mom. I haven’t seen dad, but I’d know if he got reaped.” Dean answers. “I have to ask you mom, are you ready to move on?”

“Can you boys promise me you will always take care of each other,” Mary looks at Dean and Castiel in turn.

“Yes ma’am,” Castiel says. “I won’t leave Dean.”

“I will take care of Cas, we’ll be together forever,” Dean smiles.

“Okay, then I’m ready to move on. Can we see your dad and Sam first, so I can kiss them good bye?” Mary asks.

“Yeah mom, let’s go visit them.” Dean grabs hold of his mom’s hand and Cas’s hand to teleport them to John’s room.

“Dean and Castiel, can I have a minute alone with my husband?” Mary asks.

“Of course mom.” Dean says.

Dean and Castiel walk to the hallway.

“I like team Destiel,” Castiel says.

“I know right. We have an awesome team name.” Dean smiles at Castiel. “We are going to be the best reaper team ever.”

“You are doing great with your mom so far. I’m very proud of you,” Castiel says.

Mary leaves John’s room and walks up to the reapers. She reaches out and grabs a hand from both of the reapers. “Let’s see Sammy.”

“Here we go mom,” Dean says.

The three teleport besides the 6 month old Sam’s bedside.

“I’m so sorry I won’t be there to raise you, my little man,” Mary says as she reaches to stroke the sleeping baby’s face she can no longer touch. “But you will have two angels protecting you, well aspiring angels, and I’ll watch over you too. I will always love you Sammy.” Mary leans in to kiss Sam on his brow. She turns to Dean and Castiel then, “I’m ready now.”

Dean and Castiel bring Mary to Heaven.

“I love you, Dean,” Mary says and leans in to kiss her son.

“I love you, good-bye mom,” Dean tells his mom.

Dean grabs Castiel’s hand. “Okay do we reap one from your list now?” Dean asks Castiel.

“We can spend the rest of the day on your list Dean,” Castiel says. “But then we can take turns if you’d like. Let’s check in on Sammy first though.”

“Thanks Cas,” Dean smiles at his partner.

Mary watches the two reapers disappear, and her heart is full of pride for her son.

#suptober20 #destiel #destiel fic #spn

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

ASoUE REWRITE - Season 1; The Miserable Mill - Part V

⇢ Klaus x Reader⇠

[gif by eggogorgon]

    Insomnia, if you have been fortunate enough to have never heard of it, is the ability or lack thereof to fall asleep and remain asleep, most commonly due to psychological turmoil and anxiety. One might be suffering from insomnia if they have a big test coming up, maybe a beloved pet went missing, or perhaps a treasured friend and brother had returned from the optometrist acting quite strange and unusual.

    This could be said for Violet Baudelaire and Y/n L/n. They did not have an important exam coming up - not yet anyway, nor did they recently misplace a pet near and dear to their heart. But each girl was terribly worried about their friend and brother, who had recently returned from the optometrist and was acting quite strange and unusual.

    Violet plucked another flake of sawdust from her sister's head when she heard shuffling, followed by a disgruntled sigh from the bunk below.

    "Can't sleep either?"

    Y/n sighed, shifting onto her side to face Violet up above. She could just barely see her from above Klaus' bunk, though she tried not to focus on him.

    "No." She whispered. "Is Sunny asleep, at least?"

    Violet looked to her sleeping sister and smiled weakly.

    "Yes. I'm grateful, today has been awfully tiring for all of us, and I'm glad she is able to get some sleep."

    "Me too." Y/n said. "I can only imagine how tired she must be, what with all the biting she's done today."

    It was quiet for a moment, and Y/n spoke, hoping she wasn't crossing a line.

    "I don't blame you one bit for being concerned about Klaus. Truthfully, I am worried as well."

    "It's just that, our parents made me promise to always look out for Klaus. But I didn't. He wanted to leave and I made him stay. And now he's acting strange and unusual. It's all my fault."

    "Violet, I do hope I'm not overstepping my boundaries here. I only mean well, but don't you think you might be a little hard on yourself? That seems like an awfully big weight for a fourteen-year-old, to be responsible for what happens to your siblings. Though I do suppose I understand, having siblings myself. But my point is, the burden of motherhood falls on young girls such as ourselves and we are often blamed for how our siblings turn out when we were the ones who stepped in to help when our parents failed to do so when the fact is we are only still children ourselves."

    It is silent again in the lumber worker's dorm, apart from Norma Rae's snoring, and Jimmy's mumbling, and for a moment Y/n fears Violet is angry at her. She prepares for the worst when suddenly her friend speaks.

    "I suppose so. But that doesn't mean I'm not always going to look after my siblings,"

    Y/n shook her head immediately.

    "Nor should it."

    "It sounds like you know an awful lot about this."

    Y/n's eyes stared blankly ahead as she thought back to the years of her early youth.

    "I do," she mumbled. "My parents traveled frequently, and even when they were home they scarcely had time for us. Whenever B/N or S/N needed something, I'd have to fetch it for them. It was up to me to entertain them, feed them, dress them, bathe them, teache them, watch out for them. I was their mother more than I was their sister, and truthfully I resented it. Not them of course, I loved them and it wasn't their fault."

    Violet listened intently, her heart hurting for her friend.

    "What I'm saying is Violet, I don't blame you one bit for whatever is happening, nor do I believe Sunny would blame you either. Or even Klaus. And don't forget, I'm here to help in any way I can."

    For the first time that day, a smile broke out on Violet's face. She slowly turned her small cramped bed to look at her friend down below in the adjoining bunk.

    "Thank you, Y/n. Thank you for being such a good friend."

    Y/n's smile rivaled Violet's and the two girls nodded in understanding. Not long after that, with the strengthened sense of friendship and comfort, the two girls had fallen fast asleep.

    That was until,

    "Get up, lumber laborers." Bellowed the foreman's voice from the intercom. "Lucky Smell has no time for dawdling."

    Y/n, Violet, and Sunny all stirred from their beds, rubbing the sleep from their eyes. Y/n and Violet had been in fact, lucky enough to catch a few hours before they were awoken. Y/n mindlessly sat up, and threw her legs over the side of her bed and began slipping on her shoes and socks, just as any other day. But her ears perked when she heard the next few words from the intercom.

    "Klaus Baude-liar, would you like to get out of bed this instant?"

    Y/n watched blind sighted as the boy before her, abruptly rose from his bed where he had not moved since the previous night. He looked wide awake. And he smiled.

    "Yes, sir."

    Y/n rose to her feet and shook Violet awake, keeping her eye on the boy. The brunette stirred awake and looked at her friend groggily.

    "Y/n? What is it?"

    "It's Klaus. He's-"

    But before she could utter another word, the screech of the intercom interrupted her.

    "Would you like to bring your baby sister?"

    Y/n's eyes widened and they darted to Sunny, who had been so exhausted from debarking logs with her four teeth, had slept through all the raucous. A word which here means, a very loud lumber worker's dorm filled with the sounds of bustling people and the terribly loud shouts coming from the intercom. Before she could stop him, Klaus left his bed on the opposite side and grabbed poor little Sunny.

    "Sunny!" Y/n cried, running after the boy. "Klaus, what are you doing?"

    In all the commotion, Violet had managed to jump out of bed and as quickly as she could, began slipping on her shoes though not without wondering how Y/n had done it so quickly. No sooner was she able to slip her way through the crowd of fellow lumber workers and catch up to Y/n, who had seen him enter the lumber mill.

    "Lucky boy," called the foreman from the speaker. "It's wood chipper time. Would you like to make some mulch?"

    "Klaus?" Y/n called, quickly following the boy up the stairs, where he had already started making mulch.

    It was at that moment that Sunny let out a series of intelligible shrieks. Only this time, not a single person could make out what she was saying, not even her siblings, not to mention the young survivalist. But she knew well enough the poor young Baudelaire wanted out of her brother's arms. She reached the top of the metal staircase and quickly brought Sunny into the safety of her arms.

    "Klaus! Stop this now, you're frightening us," Y/n urged.

    Klaus did not answer but merely continued his current lumbering task in an unusual silence.

    "Klaus, what is going on?" Violet pressed.

    The bespectacled Baudelaire boy carried on with his task of turning lumber into mulch, still not uttering a single syllable. And the three children opposite him watched in great sadness as each scrap of wood was chucked into the woodchipper, feeling as if their hopes were being thrown inside the chipper as well, and immediately torn to shreds.

    Violet stepped forward towards her brother to stop him from throwing another piece of lumber into the woodchipper and looked at him with a pleading gaze.

    "Stop it, and we can leave." She offered, much to Y/n's dismay.

    The young L/n child's heart fell at the proposition, even though she had no intention of intervening. She was of course in full support of breaking Klaus from his unusual behavior, and whatever he and his siblings would choose to do thereafter, but she couldn't deny her disappointment.

    If you've ever found yourself in a position where you are alone, or in an environment surrounded by unpleasant and or people you share no interests or commonalities - whether it be a different taste in genre or very fickle depression that prevents you from maintaining relationships, maybe even a significant age difference with the people around you, because you are a child working in a lumber mill with several adults, like Y/n L/n, was - then you might be saddened to hear this. To have made such fast, and good friends with three wonderful children of varying ages that share like experiences with you, only to have one of them disappear for an entire day, and come back acting strange, and then plan on leaving you behind. It was all very overwhelming, after all.

    "Lucky Smells is our life," Klaus replied rather bleakly. "Lucky Smells is our home,"

    "No, it's not," Violet argued, unaware of the suspicious look crossing Y/n's face at the all too familiar statement. "A home is where people take care of you, not make you work in a mill for gum. I should have listened to you when you wanted to go. If you're still in there, I want you to know I miss you. An inordinate amount."

    The moment Violet uttered the words, Klaus got a very funny look on his face, as is he were waking from a dream. He blinked several times before he fell into a squint, trying hard to discern where he was. When he realized where he was and what he was doing, he shut the machine down. Phil, who had been passing by and caught Violet's words, stopped and smiled up at the children.

    "'Inordinate?'", he giggled merrily. "What the heck does that mean?"

    Klaus instinctively smiled, and had he been wearing his glasses he would have pushed them up by the bridge in his usual manner.

    "It can mean many things, immoderate, irregular," Klaus trailed off, looking at his older sister. "but in this case, I think it means you miss me a lot."

    Violet smiled widely, a smile larger than she had in a long while. As did Sunny and Y/n.

    "Klaus, you're back!" Violet cried, a great wave of relief washing over her.

    Klaus chuckled and tilted his head.

    "Where was I?" He wiggled his toes and looked down at the floor to see that the only thing covering his feet were his socks. "And where are my shoes?"

    "You left them at the dorm," answered Y/n. "We were awfully worried about you."

    Klaus felt his heart sink at her concern, and he only then realized what strife he had inadvertently caused his sisters and friend.

    "I'm sorry I caused any worry," Klaus said earnestly. "But to be perfectly honest, I'm not sure what's going on any more than you do."

    "Teefca," Sunny said, meaning "We're just glad you are alright now."

    "Me too, Sunny." Klaus smiled.

    "Klaus," Y/n said, a thoughtful look in her eye as the gears turned in her brain. "What's the last thing you remember?"

    Klaus thought about this a great deal, realizing just how fuzzy everything had become. It dawned on him how serious it was when he realized just how much time he was missing.

    "I was with Phil, in the waiting room. Dr. Orwell showed up, and everything kind of blends together after that." The growl of his stomach grabbed his attention, and he brought a hand over his abdomen. "Didn't we just have lunch?"

    Violet and Y/n shared a concerned look before glancing back at Klaus worried.

    "Klaus, that was yesterday," Violet said worriedly. "We didn't see you again until after lights out. You were acting very strange."

    A harsh screech filled the dusty air, quite abruptly interrupting their conversation, and the even worse sound of foreman Flucatano speaking followed.

    "Baude-liars!" He barked, grabbing their attention quite rudely. "Go to the very fancy door. You have visitors."

    The Baudelaire children were filled with an odd, flickering sense of hope at the words. They did not know why especially considering their vastly unfortunate luck in the recent episodes of their lives. Sunny babbled, reaching for Violet, and Y/n immediately complied, handing her over to her sister's waiting arms.

    Together, they descended the stairs and Y/n watched them forlorn. A word which here meant, a sense of dread and worry for her friends, sensing something dreadful was around the corner and knowing there was nothing she could do to stop it. Klaus turned to her briefly, and upon noticing her look of forlorn, he offered a weak reassuring smile.

    "We'll be right back, it'll be okay."

    If you, like thousands of people, have what is called arachnophobia - a profound fear of spiders - then you might know the great and festering feeling of dread and fear. And if you were to find one, lurking in your bathtub, per se, and were too afraid to dispose of it, you might ask a friend or relative to do so. And perhaps when you left the room to fetch them, you, like thousands of others who have experienced such a terrible fate at least once in their lives, will return to find the spider is gone. It's a terrible, painstaking experience, to know a threat is nearby, but unable to stop it. You feel helpless.

    Much like how Y/n felt at this moment. She nodded at Klaus, not out of feeling reassured. Like one might, had their friend or relative returned from the bathroom to tell you they had disposed of the spider plaguing your plumbing. But she nodded, ruefully accepting the fate placed before her, and sick, plunging feeling of fear from not knowing. Not knowing what was to become of her and her friends as they left for the very fancy door.

    What she didn't know, was that Klaus was half right. They would be back, but it would be far from okay.

    The Baudelaires disappeared from her field of vision when they existed the lumber mill, and Y/n's sense of fear only grew. She was faced with two options; get back to work and hope her friends would return, or she could follow them discreetly, assuring that everything would, in fact, be okay.

    Y/n, being the skilled survivalist she was, went with the latter. She exited the platform in the direction of her usual station, the board stamper, and when she was positive no one was watching - especially foreman Flucatano - she slipped behind a stack of finished wooden planks. As she had discovered rather quickly in her time at the mill, behind their outgoing stack of lumber, there was a rather snug route to safely sneak away and outside without being seen. This is where she typically went to eat her lunch, the scraps she saved during dinner. But this time, she was quick and agile enough to navigate the dangerous machinery and sneak outside unnoticed.

    She found herself in the usual spot outside the mill, but on the opposite side from where she wanted to be. No matter for her, as she was quite adept at adapting. She navigated around the warehouse with ease and followed the footsteps of her friends. Y/n found shelter behind one of many stacks of outgoing lumber. She could not see them, and she was much too certain from where she stood, if she were to peak, someone would surely see her. But it wasn't difficult to imagine their expressions based on their tone.

    "But who is visiting us?" Asked Klaus, sounding rather confused.

    "Oh, I don't know," Charles answered, sounding as if he had brushed the question and their concern away. "But they can't come inside, because that would be trespassing and then they would be put to work. But, I can tell you they are just on the other side of that very fancy door."

    No more words were said in following, but Y/n did hear the sound of work boots traveling across the bark chips and she then deemed it safe enough to look. Peering around, ever so slowly she noticed three things; her friends, the Baudelaires heading away from her, Charles with his back turned to her watching the three orphans, and what was indeed a very fancy door in which the Baudelaires were headed.

    Their trip to the very fancy door was a short one, but it did not feel that way to the Baudelaires or Y/n L/n for that matter. It was a moment filled with anticipation, and dread which is exactly what made this moment stretch on for a small eternity, and all for good reason, too. The doors opened slowly, revealing-

    I am dreadfully sorry if I have caused you any frustration or dismay by interrupting this woeful tale, but I promise you it is for your own good. I beg of you, put down this story right now and leave the Baudelaires with their small victory of fleeing Captain Sham, and finding solace in the company of their new friend. By doing so, you are gifted with the ability to imagine that they lived the rest of their lives in a series of unencumbered experiences. Not unbridled by wretchedness and disasters like their previous endeavors. Because what you are about to read, should you continue, is exactly what you will find, I'm afraid.

    I encourage you to imagine something far better than what really happened that day. You could imagine that the woman on the other side of that set of very fancy doors was the Duchess of Winnipeg that had come to throw the Baudelaires and their good friend Y/n a pony party at her chateau. Or you could pretend that she is a butler with a tray of blueberry pancakes, or a loving parent that you thought you'd never see again. But if you choose to read on, let me warn you, the misery does not end here.

    In fact, I visited Paltryville myself, many years later. It was long after the Lucky Smells Lumbermill had closed its doors and Dr. Orwell's office had fallen into despair. Of course, it was not originally an optometrists office at all, but the headquarters of a secret organization.

    That is where I learned what happened to Klaus Baudelaire. Poor, poor Klaus Baudelaire. It's enough to make you want to abandon civilization and live by a pond, but if you choose to look this misery in the eye, you should be asking one question. It's the same question that the Baudelaires should have asked, and my beloved Beatrice on the day that she died and that question is;

    The pink figure in Klaus's blurred vision slowly came into view as she placed his freshly repaired glasses onto his face. It was a woman, two women in fact. One of them Dr. Orwell herself. The other wore a rather convincing wig - though of course not convincing enough to fool the Baudelaires and Y/n who had watched the scene unfold astonished - a bodysuit under the blinding pink outfit that gave off the illusion of certain physical traits and a rather heavy face of makeup. The woman, who was in fact, not a woman at all but a ghastly villain in yet another disguise, smiled, revealing several lipstick stains on her many crooked teeth.

    Where is Count Olaf?

    "My, my, my, my, my," purred the fake secretary, with a most wicked grin. "Aren't you a... lucky boy."

    The same ghostly smile Klaus had worn the night before returned to his face and he nodded slowly.

    "Yes, sir."

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    You might be wondering what will become of the Baudelaires and Y/n L/n, and you might not and I would not blame you. But I cannot in good conscious end this miserable chapter without providing you with all the details in their egregious encounters at this miserable mill. Only minutes before the arrival of Count Olaf, unbeknownst to the orphaned friends who were in the mill attempting to break Klaus from his trance, Sir received a very suspicious phone call.

    "Lucky Smells lumbermill," He barked, listening to the mysterious voice on the other line. "Yeah, this is he."

     "..."

     "The Baudelaire orphans working at the mill? Well, that's ridiculous!"

    Now, you might or might not be wondering about the identity of the mysterious caller who rang to inquire about the Baudelaires. I've conducted extensive research and all that I can tell you is whoever it was,

    "Now who is this?" Barked Sir, awaiting an answer that would never come. "...Hello?"

    They were of no help whatsoever.

    The banker on the other end hastily hangs up his phone, eliciting a long string of violent coughs. He picks up his pen and crosses off the words Lucky Smells Lumber Mill on his list of nearby locations.

    "Let's see what's next on the list," chirped Mr. Poe, with misguided optimism.

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‘cause right now you're mine

set in this verse

THURSDAY, APRIL 2nd

Dean 12:01 You didn’t tell me you led Carver Prep’s quiz bowl team???

Castiel 12:15 It’s in the middle of the school day and you’re texting. What kind of example are you setting for your students?

Castiel 12:16 I didn’t tell you because it wasn’t relevant.

Dean 12:17 Haha smartass I’m having lunch in my office Youre texting me back so i see right through you And of course it’s freaking relevant

Castiel 12:20 How?

Dean 12:21 Because I got tapped to coach Edlund High's quiz bowl team this morning!

Castiel 12:21 Oh no.

Dean 12:30 Oh no is right buddy

Castiel 12:37 I thought you coached the softball team.

Dean 12:37 I can do both You’re dating a very talented man

Castiel 12:49 I know that. I just didn’t know it extended to quiz bowls and softball in addition to blow jobs and breaking and entering places to give blow jobs.

Dean 12:52 What the fuck is wrong with you I’m in school! My lunch hour is almost over I’ll have to get up from my desk very soon This is all your fault

Castiel 12:59 :)

Dean 1:00 Just for that No blow jobs for you tonight

Castiel 1:07 :(

 MONDAY, APRIL 6th

Dean 11:55 I bet I can grade more midterms than you today

Castiel 11:58 I know better than to make bets with you, Dean Winchester.

Dean 12:03 It was just a kiss I bet you’re just pissed you lost

Castiel 12:04 I can’t engage in PDA in front of my niece and one of my students at a school event!

Dean 12:04 Youre such a prude

Castiel 12:06 Unlike some teachers, I maintain boundaries between my personal and professional life.

Dean 12:07 Prude.

Castiel 12:09 Did you text me on a Monday afternoon just to harass me about my reluctance to kiss my boyfriend in front of minors?

Dean 12:11 Huh Boyfriend

Castiel 12:20 Dean?

Dean 12:21 What?

Castiel 12:22 Is everything okay?

Dean 12:23 Other than *my boyfriend* refusing to even entertain the idea of a friendly wager?

Castiel 12:23 Yes, other than that.

Dean 12:23 No

Castiel 12:25 That’s good. You scared me for a second.

Dean 12:26 I did?

Castiel 12:26 Are you okay with being my boyfriend? The long gap between our messages made me realize we haven’t talked about it before.

Dean 12:27 I mean it’s a little weird My 16 year old students have boyfriends “boyfriend” seems a little I don’t know Juvenile We’re not 16 anymore, Cas Thank god.

Castiel 12:30 Would you prefer “partner”?

Castiel 12:31 It’s just whenever I hear someone call their significant other “partner” I can never tell if they are talking about their life partner, same-sex partner, police partner, or if they are cowboys. That was a joke! Ignore this. I remember how much you like Westerns. “Partners” is off the table.

Dean 12:31 HOWDY YALL THIS IS MY PARTNER CAS

Castiel 12:31 Please never introduce me to someone like this.

Dean 12:32 Only if you watch Tombstone with me tonight

Castiel 12:33 Can I still grade my midterms?

Dean 12:35 You’re killing me here Cas Yes

Castiel 12:40 I’m your huckleberry

 SUNDAY, APRIL 12th

Castiel 2:19 Good luck with the softball game today!

Dean 2:21 You’d better make it up for me for missing this one Its the semifinals

Castiel 2:22 I will. Say “hi” to Claire for me.

Dean 2:27 What the hell? Why is she here? We’re not even playing Carver

Castiel 2:29 She has a crush on Kaia Nieves

Dean 2:30 Ohhhhh That explains a lot

Castiel 2:30 She thinks she’s being subtle.

Dean 2:37 I see that runs in the family Subtle as a brick wall. All of you.

Castiel 2:38 Excuse me, you had no idea about my feelings for you back in high school.

Dean 2:49 So? Charlie said you were obvious as fuck But it didn’t matter since I was a dumbass

Castiel 2:50 I prefer oblivious Less dumb Less ass

Dean 2:57 How dare you My ass is a goddamn gift. You take that back right now

Castiel 2:59 Of course. Don’t you have a game to coach?

Dean 3:01 Shit you’re right

 TUESDAY, APRIL 14th

Castiel 11:18 I know how I can make up for missing that last softball game last weekend

Dean 12:01 Sorry The kids called me out for texting you 5 mins before the bell last time How the hell did i get stuck with a class full of narcs

Castiel 12:03 It’s probably karma For all the rule breaking you did in school

Dean 12:05 Hey I wasn’t that bad

Castiel 12:05 You frequently defaced school desks and returned library books after their due date.

Dean 12:06 I’m dating a narc too???

Castiel 12:07 You didn’t ask what I have planned.

Dean 12:07 OK i’ll bite What do you have planned babe? Please tell me it’s not another documentary on bees That was depressing The grand canyon one was cool though

Castiel 12:10 Speaking of narcs

Dean 12:10 This doesn’t sound good

Castiel 12:11 When I had to get my extra copy of Camus from my car, I stumbled on Miriam at the edge of the parking lot with a few more students. They were skipping class and smoking marijuana. Naturally, I reported them to the administration.

Dean 12:13 Not helping your not-a-narc case

Castiel 12:13 They received detention for skipping class.

Dean 12:13 And the drugs?

Castiel 12:13 I may have neglected to report the drug use.

Dean 12:14 Seriously?

Castiel 12:14 I still confiscated it. Research evidence shows marijuana has negative effects on the developing brain.

Dean 12:14 I guess that’s fair

Dean 12:15 Hang on Do you still have it? OUR brains are old as balls Seriously, are you telling me you have weed now?

Castiel 12:15 Surprise?  I can throw it out if you’d prefer to do something else tonight.

Dean 12:15 Dont you dare!!! I’m going to get a six pack on the way home, download the last Star Wars, and we’re gonna do this right Your place or mine?

Castiel 12:16 I have been neglecting laundry lately. Yours?

Dean 12:16 You’re on This is going to be so awesome

 WEDNESDAY, APRIL 15th

Dean 12:06 Did you really mean to invite me to dinner with your brother?

Castiel 12:09 I didn’t mean to bring it up when we were high, but the invitation still stands. Claire told him we were together. He wants to meet you.

Dean 12:11 Oh

Castiel 12:11 You do not have to say yes.

Dean 12:13 I’ll go It just took me by surprise

Castiel 12:13 I don’t want to pressure you.

Dean 12:14 Youre not pressuring me

Castiel 12:14 Are you sure?

Dean 12:16 Look, I just know your relationship with your brother is complicated And I don’t want to stick my foot in it By accident or some other way

Castiel 12:20 We’re in a better place than I’d like to admit. I spent a long time resenting Jimmy for the time he had with Father. But it wasn’t his fault Father was a bastard who had a second family he preferred to be with. Jimmy was barely in middle school when Father started going on his “business trips”

Dean 12:21 Jesus christ You told me bit about it back in high school But I didn’t realize it was a second family situation

Castiel 12:21 Mother kept it from us for years. I still haven’t forgiven her for it.

Dean 12:21 Are you OK?

Castiel 12:22 I’m fine. It was a long time ago.

Dean 12:22 That stuff takes a long time to get over.

Castiel 12:22 I suppose.

Dean 12:23 Is it okay if you stay at mine tonight?

Castiel 12:24 Our next date isn’t until Friday

Dean 12:24 I don’t want to wait until Friday to see you

Castiel 12:27 Can you pick me up at Carver at 4pm?

Dean 12:27 You got it More time with you and my baby Win-win!

 FRIDAY, APRIL 24th

Dean 11:51 Are you sure what I usually wear to school is OK?

Castiel 11:53 You texted me nine minutes early?

Dean 11:53 Shut up I had to bribe my kids For NINE extra minutes Friggin tyrants

Castiel 11:54 What did they extort from you?

Dean 11:54 I promised to throw out their lowest pop quiz grade

Castiel 11:54 That isn’t too bad.

Dean 11:54 I was already planning on doing it

Castiel 11:55 Clever of you.

Dean 11:56 You’re not just dating a pretty face But getting back to dinner with your brother Is a regular button up OK? The tie hides most of the sloppy joe stain

Castiel 11:56 I’m sure you look very handsome

Dean 11:57 I can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic or not

Castiel 11:57 I rarely manage sarcasm in-person. What makes you think I would attempt it over text?

Dean 11:58 Good point

Castiel 11:58 You’re a very good-looking man, Dean. I’ve known this since we were 15.

Dean 11:59 Stop it you’re making me blush

Castiel 12:01 It’s the truth.

Dean 12:04 Alright, alright I’m already sleeping with you No need to butter me up

Dean 12:05 It’s just I remember how you used to talk about him The perfect big brother

Castiel 12:07 More like the perfect student and perfect son. Jimmy was honestly too busy to be much of a brother. The 11 year age difference didn’t help. When I was in high school, he already had the perfect nuclear family on the way.

Dean 12:07 Exactly

Castiel 12:08 Exactly what?

Dean 12:08 You’re lucky I know you And I know you’re not drawing this out on purpose Look, i want to make a good impression, OK? he seems like a hard guy to please.

Castiel 12:09 I That’s very admirable of you, but it’s entirely unnecessary.

Dean 12:10 He’s your family

Castiel 12:11 And I understand family is very important to you, but it isn’t the same with me. It would be very nice if dinner goes well, but if it does not, I will not care in the slightest.

Dean 12:11 Really?

Castiel 12:11 Truly.

 SATURDAY, APRIL 25th

11:16 I’m sorry for my dad.

Dean 11:17 Who is this? 

11:20 Claire Novak

Dean 11:21 How did you get this number?

Claire 11:23 Alex Jones

Dean 11:24 How did Alex get my number???

Claire 11:24 It was on the softball permission forms How did you not know this Didn’t you draft them?

Dean 11:25 It’s been a while I’m a very busy man

Claire 11:25 Sure. Anyway, my dad was a dick.  Totally out of line last night

Dean 11:26 Shouldn’t you be texting Cas about this?

Claire 11:26 I don’t have his number

Dean 11:26 Cas wasn’t kidding when he said you guys weren’t close

Claire 11:27 Nope.

Dean 11:27 Well I am very close with my brother He’s a lawyer out in California

Claire 11:27 Good for you???

Dean 11:29 It doesn’t sit right with me that Cas doesn't have a real relationship with his family

Claire 11:31 That seems like Uncle Castiels business

Dean 11:33 But Jimmy isn’t Cas’s only family SO if you ever need a place to crash, i’m always available

Claire 11:35 Maybe my dad was right And you’re secretly a perv I’m not staying with you you freak

Dean 11:35 Jesus christ, I’m trying to say, if ALEX isn’t the only girl on Edlund's softball team you’re getting buddy-buddy with, it’s fine You should get a chance to explore that part of being a teenager While STAYING SAFE But don’t let your parents stand in the way of that side of your life

Claire 11:41 Dad wouldn’t kick me out

Dean 11:42 Maybe not. But if you are at all uncomfortable, just give cas a call I’ll forward you his contact info now

 “I might have told Claire she’s always welcome at my place if she comes out to her parents,” Dean says as he pockets his phone. He turns his back on the pile of sparkling clean dishes drying on the rack by Cas's sink. Dean adds, “Hopefully she’ll ask you before she goes to me.”

They hadn't really discussed the disaster of a dinner with Jimmy and Claire. A few tense words on the drive back to Cas's house, a tacit acknowledgement in the morning not to mention it until after coffee and breakfast. But then Cas brought out his homework for the weekend, even while last night's argument scratches at the back of his mind like a fly trapped in a windowless room. So Dean did the dishes and texted Claire.

Cas looks up from his juniors’ final exams. “You were talking to Claire?”

“She texted me first,” Dean says defensively.

Cas sighs and caps his pen. It’s blue, because red pen, according to Cas, is too traumatizing a grading implement. “I’m very sorry about last night.”

Dean waves his apology off. “You warned me it could go sideways.”

Cas’s brow furrows. “Still,” he says slowly, “I told my mother and Jimmy I was gay a few years ago. I think it was easy for them to ignore it as long as I didn’t have a boyfriend in the picture.”

Dean fiddles with a dishrag as he hovers by the sink. “Was Jimmy a jackass to your other boyfriends?”

“What others?” Cas asks wryly. “None of them were ever serious enough to pique Jimmy’s interest.”

“Really?”

Cas nods and gestures for Dean to take a seat at the kitchen table next to him. He holds out his hand, which Dean takes, bemused. “I don’t know why Jimmy thought religion was an appropriate introductory dinner topic. I could tell he was trying to genuinely understand our… lifestyle, to use his word, but-”

“I got angry,” Dean says looking down at their clasped hands.

“You didn’t say anything I wasn't thinking,” Cas says simply. “I’m glad you reached out to Claire.”

“It seems like she needed it.”

“She doesn’t have a lot of adults in her life she can rely on to be in her corner,” Cas says diplomatically. “I’ve tried, over the years, but I can’t relate to her at all.”

Dean laughs. “Of course not. Teenage rebellion wasn’t really your style.”

“Ah yes, of course,” Cas says, his voice dry as chalk, “you’d be the perfect person to talk to her. The cool kids speak their own language. How could I forget?”

Dean smirks. “It’s full of references you don’t get.”

“Don’t remind me,” Cas says darkly.

Dean leans in for a kiss. Eyes dancing, as he whispers, “Relax, babe. You were always the coolest kid in school to me."

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OC Bio Tag

I was tagged be the lovely @archetypesinthefog​ thank you so much so lets learn a bit more about MJ... 

I am going to tag @trialandseed​ @bluemojave​ @shallow-gravy​ @josephseeds-rosary​ @bigprincess-energy​ @renoscientia​ @lobanhart​ @funkypoacher​ - no pressure and like if other people want to do it go ahead and tag me so I can see your OCs!!!

The Basics

Full Name: 

Mary Jane MacKenna -Maiden Name

Mary Jane Duncan - Original Married name (and the name that appears on her collage diploma btw)

Mary Jane Seed - Legally changed after John changes his name back to Seed.

Codename/Nickname: 

MJ - Mostly her brothers

Mary - The Seeds and what John calls her most often

The Confessor - What Eden’s Gate knows her as... 

“The Bride of the Baptist” - more of a nickname that is given to her by members of Eden’s Gate. 

“The Queen of Holland Valley” - A nickname started by Mary May that takes root among the Resistance 

Birth Date: June 13th 1988

Birth Place: Rome, Georgia 

Nationality: Irish - American

Organization/Group/Profession(?):

Eden’s Gate - While some consider her one of the Heralds - Joseph does not, her role is more public relations and community outreach. this leads to many dubbing her the “Public Face” of Eden’s Gate with John as more people see one of them than Joseph.

Former Affiliations: 

She was attending her first year of law school around the time that Joseph and John reunited. She had goals to word with in the Criminal Justice system ideally as a defense attorney.

Her father ran a small criminal operation out of the family bar that Mary Jane was aware of and participated in most of her life. Mostly loans, gambling and some gun running in later years. Though her father’s operations were eventually absorbed into Eden’s Gate.  

*rest under the cut to save the dash*

Family and Friends:

Father: Patrick Michael MacKenna

Mother: Catherine Marie MacKenna

Siblings:

James “Jimmy” MacKenna - Eden’s Gate

Michael “Mac” MacKenna - Eden’s Gate

Colin MacKenna - Resistance/Deputy Role

Sean MacKenna - Resistance/Eden’s Gate... boy waffles a lot

Robert “Bobby” MacKenna - Eden’s Gate

Other Relatives: Most of her extended family is back in Ireland and she doesn’t know them very much at all, technically speaking by Marriage she is connected to the rest of the Seeds.

Spouse: 

John Seed - Married prior to Eden’s Gate

Children:

Lily Claire Seed - Daughter

Rosalie “Rose” or “Rosie” Faith Seed - Daughter

Grace Lynn Seed - Daughter

Archer Ryan Seed - Son born 6 years after the collapse 

Description:

Height: 5′ - though she will tell everyone she is 5′1″

Weight: 115-125 lbs depending 

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Eye Color: Blue

Skin Color:  Pale, slightly freckly 

Any Scars?:

She has a few -

She obviously eventually in the course of her story ends up with ‘Wrath’ Carved into her chest by John. 

There is another one on her leg from childhood when her brother’s shoved her off their bunk beds and she broke her leg so badly she had to have surgery. 

A small barely noticeable scar above her lip from when her mother’s dog bit her. 

Lastly she has a c-section scar because Lily was stubborn and never wanted to turn all the way.... she is John’s daughter...had to make the most dramatic entrance possible... 

Any Tattoos? 

Why yes... yes she does. I like to HC most of them were done by John save her first one which he took her to get on a date. 

She has a fairly large sleeve that is all flowers that was done over the course a few weeks by John when Lily was a year old... MJ drew the design herself and John did the tattoo. 

She has small birds, similar to the tattoos John has along her ribs. I HC that her and John got the bird tattoos together on their first real date after they had been living together for several months but never actually had a proper date... 

On her ring finger of her left hand she has three little stars that mirror the stones of her engagement ring... 

she has others but these are the main one’s people would see or are majorly important. 

Any Piercings?

She had her tongue pierced when her John were dating but took it out around the time they decided to follow Joseph. 

Other Notable Features: 

Mary Jane is actually horribly self-conscious about her body and appearance, it’s part of the reason she always makes sure she looks very put together. This self consciousness is really reflected in the way she presents herself. Always looking like she spent hours getting ready (because she did) with perfectly matched outfits and impeccable make-up and hair... which is almost never seen in Eden’s Gate many with in the group say the only reason Joseph lets her vanity pass is because she is John’s wife.  

Random Fact:

MJ is an avid reader though rarely fiction. She instead really enjoys history and particularly books relating to crimes and murders (she jokes its to help her understand John) at one point she even brings up to John that Joseph isn’t trying to form a new Church he is starting a Cult after reading several books about The Manson Family. John tells her she is reading too much into similarities that aren’t really there and takes the books from her and suggest she reads something a little more pleasant... 

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Recap/review 15.13: “Destiny’s Child”

THEN: The pizza man! Megstiel! Oh, lord, I love these two. Ruby 2.0. Lots of pizza for some reason. Jack is soulless. Chuck is destroying his worlds.

NOW: Bunker. The guys are doing research in the library when they hear a weird loud noise. They rush into a room I don’t recognize and find a cute little seafoam green Fiat. With Kansas plates. {Sidebar: I’m thrilled to see Kansas plates. I wish Baby would get replated before the end.} As Savage Garden sings about ch-ch-cherry cola feelings at the base of your spine, two feet (but only one sock) emerge from the Fiat, and those feet are connected to… Sam and Dean! Well, AU versions of them, anyway. As real Sam and Dean watch in horrified confusion, we get glimpses of AU Sam and Dean – an expensive watch, non-flannel clothes, AU Sam’s hair half up. An open rift glows behind them. “Well,” says AU Sam, “we did it.” The AU brothers fistbump (which is smart; you don’t want to shake hands with coronavirus and all) and we see AU Sam is wearing an Apple watch. Which I think the OG Winchesters should wear, considering how often they seem to miss important texts.

All four make eye contact.

Dean? Sam? Sam? Dean? What the hell? What the heck?

The rift flares brighter, AU Dean says “Aw, nuts,” and the AU brothers and their cute little car are sucked back out of our world.

Title card!

Time jump. OG Sam and Dean are telling Cas about their doppelgangers. Dean is particularly disturbed by their car (as am I, because there’s no way those two big guys would be running around in a tiny little Fiat, no matter how fucking cute it is). And all three are just completely confused. Which is odd, considering that they know 1) there are AU versions of themselves in AU worlds, and B) people can move between those worlds. I don’t know why they can’t wrap their heads around AU Winchesters showing up in the bunker.

“How did they get here?” Dean asks. The answer comes from Billie. “They were running. Because God was destroying their reality. He’s almost done wrapping up those other worlds.” And when he finishes his other worlds, he’s coming after the Winchesters. It’s time move on to the next step in Billie’s plan for Jack. Our boy enters on cue, eating a sandwich and announcing he’s ready. Billie explains that the first step (eating angel hearts, ew) was to prepare his body, and the next step is “more spiritual in nature.” He has to find something called the Occultum.

The Occultum? That’s Latin for “hidden.” Where do we find it? I don’t KNOW. It’s HIDDEN.

Hee!

Smart Sam, slightly embarrassed chastised Sam. Love ‘em both.

They don’t really even know what it is, let alone where it is. Or maybe Billie knows what it is, and just isn’t talking. She stresses that since everything will go tits up if God finds out what they’re doing, they need to be ready, and vigilant. “And not stupid.”

Oh, Billie. It’s too late for that.

Research time. Sam’s frustrated, Dean’s distracted. Because he remembered Amara, and he thinks maybe Jack is supposed to kill Amara too. Sam scoffs at that, but Dean reminds us him that the world will be out of balance if Chuck is gone but Amara remains. Sam asks “But then who takes over? Jack?” Jack wanders in, blowing a bubblegum bubble, and proudly announces that he just learned how to do it. “Probably not,” Dean says. Heh. The guys question Jack about how, exactly, he’s going to strike God down, and either he doesn’t know or, again, he’s not talking.

{Sidebar: Neither of them thought anyone needed to take over as God if Chuck was gone. They were, in fact, looking forward to a Godless world. Why, now, does Sam suddenly think someone needs to take over if both Chuck and Amara are gone? Yeah, I know the answer. Bad writing. Thanks, Buckleming!}

They must have brought the Amara situation up for a reason. It’s the kind of monkey wrench that the writers usually ignore if they don’t have a way to address it. What’s going to happen? Here are the possibilities I came up with:

Both Chuck and Amara are killed.

Jack replaces Chuck as God, which means Amara can go on playing keno.

Either Sam or Dean replaces Chuck as God, and Jack or Cas becomes the Darkness. (Neither Sam nor Dean can receive the Mark of Cain again, right? Isn’t that canon? Or is it fanon? And did Sam’s very brief experience with the Mark actually count?)

Jack replaces Chuck as God, and Cas becomes the Darkness. Or vice versa.

Billie pulls a deus ex machina and the whole Chuck/Amara balance thing becomes moot.

The whole Amara situation will never be mentioned again.

Cas wanders in, gathering information from Sergei. Sergei? Again? Will we never be shed of him? Dean agrees with me. “Him? Are we that desperate?” Apparently so. Sergei says the Occultum was housed in a temple until it wasn’t and Dean starts throwing out movie plots to hypothesize what might have happened to it. I’m sure that was amusing to some of you. Anyway, it ended up in the hands of a faith healer with glowy hands. Oh, who could that be? Well, if you didn’t cover the guest star credits, you didn’t see Danneel Ackles. And even if you did, I’m sure you’ve guessed that the faith healer is Sister Jo, who everyone calls Jo rather than using her angel name. Even Cas. I think we should start calling him Jimmy.

Sister Jo’s. She’s wearing some weird combo of satin slipdress/turtleneck/pink blazer. Any one of these items is fine. Together they’re awful. Sam and Dean show up, asking where the Occultum is, and threatening her with angel blades when she refuses to spill the beans. Which doesn’t seem very threatening to me. As an angel, she’s still so much more powerful than they are. (Whatever.)

She says “I gave it to an old friend of yours – Ruby.” And Sam’s first response is “why would you give it to her” instead of “wait, we killed her years before you fell to earth and became a faith healer.” {waves to Buckleming} We get some ridiculous backstory (and again I don’t understand why an angel cares so much about couture brands) about how she was working with Ruby and oh, look, it’s Ruby 2.0! {Sidebar: I covered the credits, as I said, so I didn’t notice that Genevieve Padalecki was not in them. I love the way Show tries to set up a surprise and then their PR department completely spoils it. Because yes, of course I knew Genevieve was coming back. Even the Unsullied couldn’t avoid that spoiler, especially because some people on Tumblr do not use spoiler tags!!! However, I was under the impression she’d be in the final episode, so it was a huge relief to see her in this one. Let’s waste all the nonsense on a Buckleming episode!}

Anyway. According to Jo, Ruby claimed she had a buyer for the Occultum. Jo gave it to her, and then the boys killed her so the deal did not go down. {Sidebar: Once again, Show, flashbacks to older, better episodes are not doing you any favors.} The Occultum is still where Ruby stashed it – in Hell. Dean rolls his eyes, because that’s all Hell is now. It doesn’t inspire terror, just an eyeroll. Hell is basically Walmart. And Dean’s eyeroll is tantamount to me saying “Shit, the only place I can get toilet paper is Walmart? Ugh.” And I hate that, friends. I really, really hate the way Hell has become no more than an unpleasant inconvenience.

Here. Have a palate cleanser.

Bunker. Jack is eating… everything. He and Cas talk about how he’s really into food now, but he doesn’t feel things like he did before he lost his soul. He makes another guilt-free reference about “what happened to Mary,” like he did right before they put him in the box, and wonders if Dean will ever forgive him. {Sidebar: He doesn’t care if Sam forgives him, or he knows Sam has/will? Discuss.} Cas says “You know, Dean, he feels things more acutely than any human I’ve ever known.” Because yes, Dean has to be the absolute bestest at everything, doesn’t he? {Sidebar: How long has it been since someone told Dean he was pretty? What if he forgets???} Anyway, Cas thinks maybe someday Dean will explode and release his Most Acutest Ever feelings and then Jack will be forgiven. (Foreshadowing!)

The guys enter the bunker, discussing Rowena’s spell to get into Hell, and Dean calls Sam “Samwitch.” \o/ Because, as we know, someone over there reads my LJ and/or Tumblr. Um. Does this mean it’s the Buckleming? If so, I’m going to need some time. Cas shows up and looks constipated and says “come with me” and it’s an odd transition because it seemed like they interrupted his talk with Jack, but actually it must be some time later.

Cas takes them back to the mystery room, which I guess was identified as the armory but it looks more like another library to me, and shows them a ghostly AU Sam and Dean. They’re trapped between worlds, apparently. Dean doesn’t care. When Cas assures him they don’t seem to be in pain, he’s ready to move on. I wonder how acutely he feels that.

Sam tells Cas that Ruby stashed the Occultum in Hell and Cas says “Ruby. The demon you were sexually intimate with.” Sam’s all, really, Cas, you’re going there? and it’s another episode of ha ha, funny Cas doesn’t understand human interactions, and then Dean goes all squinty eyed and says ”sexually intimate?” as if this is NEWS TO HIM and WHAT THE FUCKING WHAT, SHOW. This is not news to Dean. Sam told him ALL ABOUT IT in “I Know What You Did Last Summer.” Dean even told him it was “too much information.” Sam told him EVERYTHING. And now we’re supposed to think he didn’t know Sam was banging a demon?

FUCKLEMING!!!!

Anyway. Cas thinks they should get some confirmation from Ruby before going to Hell, but she is inconveniently dead. And also, why would she tell them the truth, considering they’re the reason she’s inconveniently dead. The guys don’t want to wait. They tell Cas to stay in the car right outside the door to Walmart and keep the engine running keep the spell to open Hell going.

Hell. Ugh So cheesy; so much hate. The guys come across a minion who says Rowena is hosting a reception, and he’ll take them to her. But Ruth wasn’t in the credits (for those of you who saw the credits) so obviously this is a trap. Fighty fighty, blah blah blah. Turns out they were set up by Jo. We do get a bit of a post-exertion huff from Sam, so it’s not a total waste.

While this is happening, Cas decides to go to the Empty to question Ruby, because he’s pretty sure Jo isn’t telling the truth. He needs Jack to kill him to the point that he’s only mostly dead. And we’re reminded about his deal with the Empty, so I guess that’s still a thing. Cas gives Jack a flask to hold his life force, and tells him that if this goes badly, Cas will be lost forever. And if Jack doesn’t keep the spell burning, the Winchesters will be stuck in Hell and will be lost forever. Wow, a lot of things could go wrong here. Jack puts a hand on Cas’s forehead and we see Cas’s grace drain into the flask.

Sister Jo’s place. She’s packing up and fleeing.

The Empty. Cas calls for Ruby. “Hello, Clarence,” says a familiar voice. It’s Meg! \o/ Oh, no. It’s just the Empty Guy in Meg form. Dammit. Meg’s got to be in here somewhere, and I’d love to see some Megstiel action one more time before I die. But it is very nice to see Rachel Miner. Empty!Meg calls Ruby out from the darkness. Ruby fondly remembers Sam as “the big lug” and tells Cas a completely different story about her relationship with Jo. {Sidebar: I hate to say this, but Gen doesn’t look so good in this episode, and I also remember her as a better actor.} Ruby tells Cas the Occultum is “a place, a thing, whatever you want to call it.” She’ll tell him where it is if he gets her out of the Empty. He promises to try, and she whispers in his ear.

Back at the bunker, the guys have returned and are horrified to find that Cas is hopefully in the Empty, hopefully finding Ruby, hopefully finding the location of the Occultum, and Sam says “that’s way too many hopefullys!” Hee. They demand that Jack bring him back. In the Empty, Empty!Meg tortures Cas and says Billie promised she could go back to sleep as soon as this is all over, while in the bunker, Jack feeds him his life force.

Resurrected from the nearly-dead, Cas gets called an idiot, because neither of these guys have ever risked their lives to get information (ha ha, sure Dean). He tells the guys he knows where the Occultum is, and they’re ready to go. However, Jack points out that if Chuck notices they’re gone and figures out what they’re doing, it’s game over. True. But that was also true when they went to Hell, and it didn’t seem to be a problem. Anyway, Dean has an idea. He thinks they need a visible presence in the bunker, because this is where Chuck will look.

We don’t know that. We don’t NOT know that.

Hee! Down in the armory, the AU Winchesters are still stuck between worlds. Dean thinks they can open the rift and yank the guys back into this world. Conveniently, since they’re stuck adjacent to this world, Cas’s grace should be plenty. The AU brothers are playing rock-paper-scissors and maybe I’m missing something, but it sure looks like Dean throws scissors and Sam throws rock, which means Sam wins, but Dean acts like he won. Maybe it’s different in AU World. Maybe AU World rocks are very soft.

Sam does the spell, because the one good thing I still get to have is that Sam is in charge of the spellwork. The next thing we see is the OG brothers and the AU brothers at the map table, drinking beer. I’m pretty sure Jared is going to take AU Sam’s purple suit home after they shoot the last episode. The AU brothers are awfully prissy and don’t drink much beer – “Dad won’t keep it in the house. He only likes his private label Scotch. He spoils us.” Damn. They really are prissy. And John is alive, and went through the rift with them, but they don’t know where he is now. Nor do they seem concerned at all, even though they toast him as the “best guy ever.” The AU Winchesters hunt worldwide, and get paid, and have their own plane. The originals explain to the AUs why they need them to act as decoys. OG Sam tells AU Sam that he’ll have to “lose the manbun” and AU Sam recoils in horror and this is NOT WORKING FOR ME. (Also, it’s not technically a manbun, it’s just half up.) I guess some of you loved them, and I’m sure J2 had fun playing them, but I’m just. Bleh. Rich hunters wouldn’t be fussy little twits. Maybe if they were MoL; I can see that. But hunters with money would, IMHO, be like those Duck Dynasty idiots. They’d still be wearing flannel, they’d just drive huge expensive SUVs.

Sam, who are these douches and why are they in our house?

{Sidebar: Why are all the AU Winchesters the same age as our Winchesters? If the other worlds were copies of ours, shouldn’t the AU brothers be younger? Shouldn’t we have Dylan Everett or Colin Ford here?}

Carrying on. The Impala pulls up to a church, and even Jack thinks this is too easy. But then it’s not, because we hear the distinctive growl of hellhounds. Dean gets the door unlocked just in time, and they all rush inside. Sam holds the doors closed as the other three casually wander around the church trying to find the Occultum. Sam is clearly having trouble, but no one comes to his aid. The sky conveniently clears, revealing a moonlit cross on the floor that marks the spot. Dean pulls up a floorboard and reveals a small blue velvet bag {Sidebar: Anyone else have a very similar Crown Royal bag full of cassette tapes in their car back in the 70s/80s? Or was that just me and my lowlife friends?} Inside the bag is an orb inscribed in Enochian: In order to be in the Occultum, the Occultum must be in you. Sam continues struggling with the door, and the others are all, you held the doors open against Lucifer himself, I’m sure you can handle a couple of silly hellhounds, which is true but still.

Bunker. AU Sam and Dean are cosplaying as our Sam and Dean, but not well. “They said lose the manbun, Samuel,” says AU Dean. “Look, hillbilly clothes are bad enough. I had to draw the line somewhere, and my hair is sacred.” Sam drinks beer with his pinkie extended, and hates it, and I’m sorry. I can’t stand this.

Scenes from the Writers’ Room

You know, last year, Jared got to play a couple of fun AU versions of Sam. I missed out on that.

Okay, but we’ve got you singing this year. And dancing.

Yeah, I know, but I really want to play a different version of Dean, too. I’m gonna be looking for jobs. I need to showcase all my talents.

All right, we can do that.

Also, make sure someone tells Dean he’s pretty.

Anyway. AU Dean is growing to enjoy beer, and he finds porn on Dean’s laptop (leave it to the Buckleming to bring back Busty Asian Beauties, ugh), and he thinks the OG life – nothing but beer, monsters, and porn – might not be so bad after all. AU Sam decides he agrees.

Back at the church, Sam is still the only thing between the rest of TFW 2.0 and grim death. As Cas and Dean squabble over what to do next, Jack figures out the obvious and swallows the Occultum. He collapses and glows and is transported to… Eden! Which has astroturf! And a weird girl who says Eden will change him “if you’re the one meant to find it.” She disappears and a snake appears in the tree. (Hello, Crawly!) “Who are you really?” it hisses. “Who are you meant to be?” Jack has some flashbacks to his best times and worst times and falls to the ground, crying. Then he appears back in the church as a glowing orb which immediately heads straight toward Sam, if you didn’t notice. But I did. Then it floats back to Cas and Dean. Sam collapses and the door opens, but the ball of light disperses the hellhounds and leaves Jack on the floor.

Aftermath! Bunker. Dean is dismissing the AU Winchesters. AU Dean suggests they all live there together, and OG Dean turns them down. He thinks they need to go to Brazil, and refuses their request to keep the flannel shirts. AU Dean tells him they saw the car – and drove it. I wonder when they did that, since the OG Winchesters drove it to the church. Huh. But that’s not what bugs me most about this. What bugs me most is that there’s NO WAY IN HELL (not even new, wimpy Walmart Hell) that Sam and Dean would have let those guys go. Would have turned them loose without any support. No fucking way.

Dean joins Sam, who is standing sadly in the hallway outside Jack’s door. Cas comes out of his room and says Jack is okay, but something is different. They go inside and oh, it’s not Jack’s room, it’s the kitchen. Jack is sitting at the table, crying. He apologizes for not understanding that killing Mary was his fault and begs for forgiveness. Looks like someone has been resouled. And – scene!

So. I didn’t really care for this one. In fact, it kind of made me lose hope for the rest of the season. And maybe the will to live. But I’m not going to dwell on that. I’m going to dwell on this: We don’t need any more side characters, even if they’re Sam and Dean.

Scenes From the Writers’ Room

Okay, who else can we bring back?

What about Ruby? I know a lot of fans would like to see some closure for her story.

I thought she had closure? When they killed her?

{laughter}

Good one. Yeah, let’s bring her back and wrap her story up. And we’ll give Cas and Jack some time too.

But we’ve gotta use the guys at some point. People are gonna complain.

I’ve got an idea – what if we have Jared and Jensen play two different people, rather than Sam and Dean?

You, my friend, are a fucking genius!

But if we had to get two AU Winchesters, couldn’t it have been the ones from Sam’s nightmares? Wouldn’t Boy!King Sam or MoC Dean have been awesome? And what if, after the AU Winchesters tumbled into the bunker, AU Sam quietly pulled OG Sam aside.

I need to talk to you. Alone. What is it? Do you have a secure room? Someplace we can ward? Why? Um… I’m not sure how to explain… Do you have Cain and Abel in your world? {Sam visibly blanches} We’ve got a dungeon. Come help me set it up. Now.

Wouldn’t that have been better than this crap? Or what about Samifer? Wouldn’t Sam and Dean’s reactions to Samifer have been magnificent? (Yeah, I know. We didn’t need a whole Plot. We just needed a small Device.)

And it turns out they’re not airing any more new episodes until… who knows when. Which means we’re stuck with this one. If I die and the last new episode of Supernatural I ever get to see is a fucking Buckleming episode, I’m going to be so pissed. I will come back and I will be haunting some asses. Enough whining. What did you think? And please help me stay unspoiled; thanks!

#spn #15.13 #recap #tv recaps #spoilers #fuckleming