#cas wouldn’t get it btw

[letmeblued]

Dean would say "hello, angel" to Cas, and I would scream because of the implications of the word

#like is so sweet and soft to me #cas wouldn’t get it btw #.txt post

[thehighlordishere]

Hi! Could you do prompt nr. 6 with Azriel? Thank you!

Ofc! Btw naming you polite anon for now😙I will write this in gn!reader

Safe-Azriel x gn!Reader

Prompt: "Shh, you're safe. I won't let you go."

Warnings: kidnapping, angst, torture, protective Azzy, cursing(?) Cassian being Cas,

You were taken in the night, and you were terrified. The one time Azriel was sent on a mission far away, you were taken.

Before you could even awake fully, or even contact him through the bond, a sedative was injected in you. You don’t what’s it called, but not only did it knock you out, it took your magic too.

Waking up with more bruises, than you can count, and in a very uncomfortable chair. You did not know you these people were, but you knew one thing, they wanted information. Moving your head up the best you could towards the opening door, walked in two men. One went to the side as one stood in front of you, ready to interrogate you, painfully. But you knew, you weren’t going to give them nothing. And it was going to hurt.

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Azriel would not rest. Would not sleep, eat, nothing till he got to you. He was far away in Prythrian from you, you were staying with Feyre and her sister Nesta for a “girls week” while he was gone. He was happy to know that you would be safe and happy, having fun while he was away. Or that’s what he thought.

He felt something in the night though the bond- it was a flicker of something before it was gone. It was fear. Immediately he shot up into the air. He has never abort a mission but, usually if you had a nightmare it wouldn’t be something like this-

What the hell are you doing? Rhysand seethed in his mind.

Something’s wrong- please, he had never pleaded before, check on y/n- Azriel still rushed through the clouds of the night.

y/n? They never came here to Feyre. Where is she? Rhysand asked, worriedly.

Shit.

Azriel didn’t reply, he was almost there, he had never flown so fast. He then continued discussing with Rhsyand. They had never made it Feyre and Nesta. Instead of heading for Rhsyand he rushed to their home, he didn’t bother getting his spare key they gave him, he kicked down the door before running to their room, the lamp was on but..the bed was empty. His roar of anger and anguish shook the mountains as he left as swiftly as he came.

He desperately tried to search through the bond. But he could barely get anything, someone drugged his mate- he growled at the thought. He was going to find them. And kill them.

He rushed into Rhys office, where he was already waiting with Feyre pacing on the side of the room. “Their side of the bond is completely shut down, I can barely get anything.” He was clinging onto it.

“We get them back Az.” Feyre reassured him (and herself). He growled before going to leave,

“Wait, Azriel.”

Rhys had found some pointers to who could have taken her. Some of one of the illyrians that rebelled and left the court. The fact that it was illyrians made him grow impossibly more angry and, scared, for you.

Him and Rhys flew through the cold air, morning soon, towards the camp. The bond slowly grew stronger, you were awake…and injured. Cassian had joined them at some point during the flight.

They had arrived, as much as he wanted barge in and kill anything in his way to his mate, he must plan first. He was the spymaster, and his shadows could-

Never mind, because Cassian flew into the building like a boulder thrown from the sky. Guess he could use that excuse to also barge in. He flew in after, with Rhys sighing, perched on a tree behind him. He slayed every man he came across, and freed any Illyrian female. He would kill everything that would even think to harm you.

🝮

Azriel reached you first. You were barley conscious, if that. You slumped into him, exhausted and hurting..we’re those tears on your cheeks? You had been through so much, and it hurt-like hell. Who was here? Why can you barely breathe or stand? Are they going to hurt you again?!-

“Shh, It’s alight dear, I’m here, your safe, I won’t let you, or let anyone hurt you again.” It was Azriel, who was wiping you tears away with his thumbs as he held your face to him. As if you would get hurt again if he let you go. You were situated on his lap as he held tightly onto you, his wings around you, shrieking you from the world.

Over time your breathing slowed down, he held you for as long as you both needed. The outside world did not matter. After a long while you were snuggled into him, his hand holding your head to his chest, as another figure entered the room. He instantly turned you away from them, shielding you with his body. You relaxed as you realized it was Cassian, he was covered in blood, but a look of concern and relief on his face (that was possible?). “No more are left. Let’s go.” You have never heard Cassian so quiet before.

Azriel stood up, still holding your sniffling form to him, he would not let go of you, till you were safe. He carried you through the hallways, purposely shielding your eyes form the bloody walls and bodies of men on the ground. You three met up with Rhys before you all took to the sky.

Az looked down at you and gave a soft kiss to your forehead. Not long after you arrived back to Veleris. The townhouse was closest, we’re Feyre and Nesta waited. He took you right upstairs first, he knew you didn’t want to deal with anyone right now, (neither did he) to his room.

He asked you softly if you wanted a bath. You felt so dirty but shook your head no, content in his arms. He comforted you through the night. Holding you tight within his arms in his bed, surrounded by his sent and him entirely. He would deal with everyone for you tomorrow. You don’t need to worry about a thing.

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𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬

“Azriel?”

“Yes love?”

“Why is my doorframe completely destroyed? -AND WHERE IS MY DOOR??”

Btw your actually besties with Cassian if you didn’t notice

Thank you for requesting! To long? To short? I tried to keep it shorter. Thank y’all for reading.𓆉

Ps. I forgot to proof read this, enjoy the grammar mistakes😘

#acotar #acotar fanfiction #a court of thorns and roses #acotar x reader #azriel #acofas #acomaf #acosf #acotar memes #azriel acotar #azriel x you #azriel fluff #azriel x reader #azriel shadowsinger #acotar angst #cassian #rhysand #feyre cursebreaker #feyre archeron #feyre x rhysand

[book-place]

Arts and Crafts Disaster

Warnings: blood, papers cuts, slight cursing, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Castiel x reader platonic, Dean Winchester x sister reader, Sam Winchester x sister reader

Request: hello :))) I have a request!! Can you do a castiel x child reader where castiel has to babysit child reader again, but child reader somehow injured themself and dean and sam come back from a hunt to a crying child reader and a panicky cas? thanks!! love your stories btw<33

Request by: @homowholikespace

*not my gif*

Summary: Cas is back to babysit again

A/N: There’s some references to a past work of mine —> Of Cats and Angels; Also, yes paper cuts do hurt that much. No, it’s not dramatic

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“Cassie!” You cheered as soon as the angel landed in the bunker's library, hurrying over and wrapping your arms tightly around his leg in a hug.

“Hello, Y/n.” He greeted, patting the top of your head fondly.

“Thanks again for watching her, Cas.” Dean spoke up, striding into the room as he slung a duffel bag containing all he would need for the upcoming hunt over his shoulder.

“It is no problem.” He answered the eldest Winchester honestly, nodding along as you already began babbling to him about one thing or another.

Dean gave him a smile, clapping him on the back before trailing after Sam, who had walked up the stairs and out into the garage moments ago.

The two of them were going out on a hunt a couple miles away, so they called up their angel friend to babysit you once more. Considering the last time had been a success, save for the newfound kitten that now roamed the halls of the bunker.

“Say ‘hi’ to Sir. Fuzzy- Bottom Mittens, Cassie!” You demanded, presenting the cat up to him as soon as your brother disappeared.

“Hello, Sir. Fuzzy- Bottom Mittens.” He echoed, reaching out a finger and gently scratching the small thing behind its ear.

You grinned up at him, satisfied, and set the cat free on the ground, “What are we gonna do today?” You asked eagerly.

From the look on your face, he could tell you were hoping that today would end with you gaining a new pet again. But he couldn’t let that happen, he doubted your brothers would let it slide again. It was pure luck he got away unscathed after they found out about Sir. Fuzzy- Bottom Mittens last time.

“How about some arts and crafts?” Castiel suggested.

After the last time, he had done some research on what children liked to do, and this was one of the top results he had found.

You squealed, nodding up and down happily before skipping off to go get some art supplies Sam had left in a nearby closet for you and returned with a box filled to the brim with different papers, colored pencils, markers, and crayons.

You happily dumped them on a table and you and Cas set to work, a determined silence falling over the two of you like a blanket.

Working side by side, you each were laser focused on your own projects at hand, Castiel trying to draw a rainbow with the perfect mix of colors, and you working hard to draw a family picture of you and your brothers- featuring Castiel and Sir. Fuzzy- Bottom Mittens, of course.

This went on for hours. Every time one of you finished your drawings, you wouldn’t find it satisfying enough, and would crumble it into a ball, toss it into a nearby wastebasket, and start over. There was definitely something admirable about both of your determination to get your pieces of art just right.

Finally, a wide grin broke out onto your face as you stared down at your paper, “Cassie! Cassie, look! I did it-“ You whipped your paper into your hands all too quickly to try and show the angel your finished product. The material sliced across your finger in such a way that it began to bleed immediately. Paper cut.

Both of you stilled for all of a minute, until the pain stung harsh and fast and tears began to fill your eyes.

You began wailing right away, sticking out your wounded hand as if it was infected, and Cas’s panic quickly filled his silent void.

“Are you alright?” He asked hurriedly, “What can I-“

You just kept bawling though, the sting of the paper cut that dug deep fresh in your pain.

Poor Castiel had no idea what to do. He had never been in this situation before. Sure, he could reach over and easily heal you with a touch, but all logic seemed to fly out of his mind the second you began sobbing.

“Hey! We’re home!” As always, Dean and Sam burst in at just the wrong moment.

The second your cries reached their ears, they flew down the stairs in a blur of movement and panic, very similar to Castiels, not stopping until they were right in front of the two of you.

“What is it?” Dean panted instantly, “What’s wrong?”

With a wobbling lip, you held out your scarred finger to them, and they both let out simultaneous breaths of relief.

“Oh, sweetheart.” Sam cooed, shoulders relaxing as he scooped you up into his arms, letting you burrow your face into the crook of his neck, “It’s okay, you’re alright.”

He lead you off to get a bandaid and Dean whirled around to face Cas as soon as he was out of sight, “What the hell, man?” He demanded.

The angel shrugged helplessly, “Just a moment ago she started crying very loudly and I didn’t know-“

You and Sam entered back in the room, hand in hand, as you wiped your eyes and nose with the back of your sleeve, calming down significantly.

“Are you alright?” Cas immediately asked in concern.

You nodded shyly, focusing your eyes on the ground as you shuffled your feet up and down.

Sam smiled down at you softly, squeezing your hand gently in reassurance, “She’s alright, just got a bit freaked out, that’s all.”

You sniffled slightly, gently letting go of Sam’s hand and walking back over to the table, lifting up your drawing- very carefully this time- to show the three men your hard work.

“Wow, great job, kiddo.” Dean praised instantly, reaching over and ruffling your hair, emitting giggles from you.

Sam grinned, studying the drawing of himself, “The hair is spot on.” He remarked.

“It looks wonderful, Y/n.” Castiel told you honestly.

All four of you were standing in a line in the picture, holding hands and wearing bright smiles, Sir. Fuzzy- Bottom Mittens of course hanging a couple inches above all of you in the air, doing so with the powers you were convinced he had and just never used when you were all around.

Idjits 👟- @ineedmorefanfics2 @roseblue373 @popfishjr

#platonic #platonic imagine #x reader #supernatural x reader #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x reader platonic #dean winchester #castiel x reader #castiel #sam winchester x sister reader #dean winchester x sister reader #sam winchester x reader platonic #sam winchester x reader #spn x reader #castiel x reader platonic #child reader #sister reader

[bunnyshideawayy]

and since i’m yapping i wanna quickly rant about how stupid and selfish the Feysand death pact is.

yes, i know losing a mate would be devastating for the other. yes, i know Feyre and Rhys watched each other die and were put through hell together. that still doesn’t change my mind. what they did was selfish, for more reasons than just it leaving Nyx orphaned and heartbroken. (btw do we know the timeline for aging as a fae? like do they grow up like humans do until they reach like 20 something and just stop aging for a while? lmk)

Feyre and Rhys are high lady and high lord of the night court, they have the court and its people to consider. what would happen to if they should die together? who would rule the NC if Nyx was to young to become high lord? who would protect Nyx and Velaris? News flash, it wouldn’t be the IC. the only one who stands a chance politically would be Mor, who is Keir’s daughter and Rhys’s cousin, but Cas and Az would be left with no official court positions. Rhys is barely keeping the Illryians in line, should he die they will revolt and Cas and Az will not be able to handle that idc how powerful they are. Amren wouldn’t be able to do much politically i don’t think she is even known outside the NC. Cas and Az have little to no respect from the other courts, they’d maybe have the help of the Summer and Day courts- that’s it. Keir would probably try to become HL of the NC if Nyx is still to young and he would have the entire support of the CON. if that happened Nyx, Mor, any of the IC would never be safe. Nesta and Elain, too. Just rhys dying would drastically change the political landscape, losing both he and feyre would be catastrophic. 

Now onto Nyx.

I know feyre and rhys didn’t expect to actually get pregnant so soon but they made the pact then decided to try for kids, that is also selfish and irresponsible. idc if they thought it would take 200 years to get pregnant, idc if they didn’t expect the wigs, they still made the pact and knew the consequence of having a kid would mean one of them would have to stay behind to take care of them even if they were grieving! “well mates are different!” do you really think feyre and rhys are the first and only mated pair in pyrithian history? i’m sure there has been someone who lost their mate and still pushed through for their kid(s). it was a desperate thing to do and love makes you desperate. i get it and i don’t expect these deeply traumatized characters to be perfect but i DO expect us as readers to see stupid, and say stupid. it’s obvious even they regret their pact after the pregnancy. so we can all drop this act, what they did was selfish and that’s okay! they made a blind and short sided decision that will have incredible, negative consequences should it ever happen. not just for them and their family, but for their entire court and the entire island of pyrthian, maybe even world, maybe even universe given its now canonly connected to the CC universe. thank the mother they both have way to much plot armor so we don’t have to worry about losing either of them. but the possibility is terrifying!

#acotar #feysand #high lady feyre #feyre darling #feyre cursebreaker #feyre archeron #feyre acotar #rhys x feyre #feyre x rhysand #nesta archeron #elain archeron #nesta acotar #elain acotar #acofas #acomaf #acowar #acosf #sjm universe #sjm multiverse #sjm books #sjmaas #sjm #sjm fandom #sjmass #cc hofas #cc hosab #cc hoeab #nyx archeron #nyx acotar

[vqlisms]

if no-one else is gonna dissect n’s room i guess i have to do it myself

this is based purely on the games btw :3

n is about the same age as the rest of the bw protags, perhaps a bit older. estimations and canon information say they’re around 18-20 in bw and 20-22 in the sequels.

n’s room is on the fourth floor of plasma castle. it has purple and white checkerboard walls, and blue and white cloud pattern flooring. the ost plays a melancholic music-box theme, a sharp contrast to the pressure of the orchestral (or as close as the bw soundfont can get) symphony in the castle halls.

the toys in the room are not interactable, but do have text prompts.

an incomplete train set loops around the entrance. “It’s a set of trains and tracks. Has it been played with recently?”

a toy box rests beside the looping train. “This toy box contains pieces of a train set.”

a downsized basketball court takes up half the open floor. the hoop, with a toy train blocking the net, reads: “It’s a home-style basketball hoop…” the basketball on the floor beside it reads: “It’s a basketball that looks like it’s been used a lot. It says Harmonia on it…”

underneath a rotating plane suspended from the ceiling, “A skateboard is resting on a pile of wheels.”

to the right, blocking the back wall and more toy boxes, is a half pipe. “A halfpipe for skateboards… It has Pokémon scratch marks on it here and there…”

the only reachable toy box behind the halfpipe reads, “This toy box is full of new toys…”

on the back wall are three decorations. the leftmost one is a dartboard with several darts stuck to and around it. a frame beside it, hanging crookedly from the wall, reads, “This panel has a dart stuck in it.” the rightmost picture is made up of two shades of purple. “An art panel with a printed geometric pattern.”

n’s room is barely larger than the others we’re able to visit in the castle. the room is childish and colourful, not a bad thing, but definitely not fitting to the king of team plasma or the person who has been so confident in their ideals.

n was adopted by ghetsis when they were small, likely not even 10. they had no knowledge of what was normal or necessary for human children’s development. the world had no knowledge of them either, since ghetsis isolated them from society with only abused pokemon and their sisters or other team plasma members. this castle was underground for years, they were physically and emotionally dependent on people who shared ghestis’s ideals.

children are easy to manipulate. children are easy to mould. children are easy to control. no-one has changed n’s room with their growth because they weren’t supposed to; if n grew and learned and thought, they wouldn’t be the perfect king that team plasma needed. but this room, whimsical and lonely, isn’t a king’s room. n is a figurehead and a symbol. they have no control or duties, their responsibilities end at looking regal. only the people allowed into their room—ghetsis, their sisters, and select other plasma members—see that they are nothing past the garb and speeches that they preach.

aaaaaalso symbolism time!!! once again the castle is underground for the majority of the time it exists but also, please note the layout of the rooms that exist within it. none of the rooms have windows, but most of them do have chimneys. in a normal house, windows, useful or locked, at least allow a person to acknowledge the existence of an outside. since windows are useless in an underground castle, there are none. but that’s not quite true, is it? after all, the point of the construction of plasma’s castle was for it to rise from the dirt and surround the league. most of the rooms have chimneys, which would be nothing but a hazard underground when the smog would have nowhere to vent to. but they have constructed chimneys, because this castle isn’t meant to stay underground forever. n’s room does not have a chimney, or windows. there is nothing connecting their room directly to the outside of the castle.

also, the pattern of the flooring specifically is clouds. the pattern is rote, symmetrical. there are no variations, no deviations. also, this pattern is on the floor. of course, we can’t see the ceiling because of the camera limitations/perspective and the style of the game, but i think putting the sky on the ground is still interesting. because n knows what outside looks like, they grew up in the wilderness for years, enough to learn to understand pokemon. but now, in this castle, they can’t leave. the sky is upside-down and carefully graphed, and part of that is like with the toys to keep n from getting restless, but it also shows how warped their environment has made their view of the outside world. they’ve been told everything they know about society and how it functions, presented like the truth, and have only been given evidence that certified what they’ve been told.

also, a fun bit of colour symbolism. reshiram follows the hero of truth, while zekrom follows the hero of ideals. now here’s the fun part: their colours are swapped. reshiram and truth are black, while zekrom and ideals are white, corresponding with the twin dragon that the protag is able to catch in the story. outside of the dartboard on the back and some lineart, there is no black in n’s room. i don’t care if it was intentional or not, n’s room is a figment of their and the people around them’s ideals, all presented as the truth. but no matter how they present it, no matter what they wrap it in or how they light it, there’s no truth to anything they’ve been given.

also real quick the presented/fake freedom to n’s room parallels the difference between what team plasma is presenting their goals to be and ghetsis’s actual goal of holding power over people

IM BACK also note how the newest toys are shoved in the very very back of the room, almost hidden behind their old ones. they’ve played with the same toys over and over and over because they’ve had nothing else to do. they don’t have crayons or paper or crafts, their entire room is made up of solid unchanging toys. they can rearrange them and look and play from different angles, but there’s fundamentally nothing new they can do with anything. this parallels how the only ideas and ideals n could ever conceptualise were ones literally handed to them growing up. they didn’t have any information or experience to create their own because they didn’t know anything else existed. any new ideas they shoved away and repressed, regardless of how close they were to their own, or who was presenting them to them. nothing new has ever existed for them, not for a very very long time.

OH MY FUCKING GOD I COMPLETELY FORGOT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING there is literally zero (0) furniture in n’s room. no bed, no dressers, absolutely nothing. there are two things i want to point out about this, one to do with n’s position in team plasma and another to do with a bit more symbolism i guess? n’s room isn’t meant to be comfortable, it’s a gilded cage, it’s simply meant to hold them, so that they don’t get restless, so that they don’t leave, so that they play along. they are a puppet leader, plasma grunts obey them because of their figure, but almost all of the major decisions of the team are either from ghetsis or from his manipulation. and ghetsis treats them like a puppet, too. after all, dolls may look human, but they don’t need anything. and n was in a perfect position for not needing anything, since they had no standards of what a human should receive in a healthy household, emotionally or physically.

anyways if i forgot anything whoopie daisy, i’ll add it later or scream about it or something (current edit count: 3). for now let’s just say pokemon won’t be called pokemon anymore after i’m done with ghetsis

#gotta do everything myself around here smh #also if you see me accidentally misspell ghetsis as ghestis anywhere in this no you didn’t i only recently realised i had it wrong for years #also they/neos your n i don’t take criticism #n harmonia #n pokemon #pokemon #q talks sometimes

[my-castles-crumbling]

Soooo, i’ve been following u for a while (adore ur microfics btw ❤️) and now I require advice… thankfully you’re good at that. 

So i’m straight. And i’ve fallen in love with this guy. He’s adorable and sweet and brave and honestly the best person I know. I met him about a month and a half ago at a work thing (he doesn’t work where I work tho, not that it matters) and we’ve been dating ever since. 

We haven’t done anything sex related yet (don’t worry this isn’t abt that). But the other day I decided we should talk about it, because he seemed super bothered by the idea (i had a hunch he might’ve been ace, which I was fine with) but it turns out it’s not that, he’s trans. 

He told me he transitioned pretty young, and that he’s had top surgery but not bottom. I reassured him this doesn’t change anything, cause it doesn’t, but to be honest, i’ve never really been around trans people? I know queer people but i’ve never had a trans friend or anything. So i’m worried about how to do this right. 

I assume it’s best to just be normal? Sex has never really mattered to me that much, so I guess in that regard i’ll just go with the flow of whatever. But I just thought, is there anything I should know or think about? 

I think this could be a really great relationship, we want the same things and get on so well. 

Maybe i’m being panicky, trying to make sure I don’t do anything that could hurt him. He asked me if it was okay that he’s trans because i’m straight. I told him that I love him and I don’t doubt that. And that I still feel straight. I still love a man. I wouldn’t really aline my sexuality with genitals anyway? 

I don’t know. I’m nervous I guess. I’ve been in plenty of different types of relationships. Good and bad. And I just don’t want to mess up or make him uncomfortable or not notice a hint he’s trying to give me? 

Look tbh I don’t totally know what i’m asking but like- advice? Please? Thanks Cas ❤️

AHHHH I think this is so cute. The fact that you're being thoughtful enough to ask is UGH. SO sweet.

So, you're ABSOLUTELY right. Sexuality has to do with gender, not body parts. So you're a girl (I'm assuming) and you're straight. Meaning you're attracted to boys. And this person, trans or not, is a boy. Simple! The fact that he is worried about your reaction is probably because he's experienced transphobia in the past. For this, just remind him that you see him as a boy, regardless of his body parts.

Trans people can deal with something called 'dysphoria' meaning they are uncomfortable (physically or mentally) because they feel like their expression or body doesn't match the gender they identify as. Dysphoria can be caused by anything - looking in the mirror and seeing something they don't like, a comment from someone else (even unintentional), or intimacy (amongst other things).

As far as sex, I'm going to break my rules here and give you some advice because I think it's important.

Sex could cause dysphoria. It's super important to note that every trans person is different. Some experience extreme dysphoria, others just a bit, others none at all! The same thing is true with intimacy- every trans person (just like cis people) has different preferences with intimacy. But this is especially true because for some trans people, intimacy could cause dysphoria because you're interacting with body parts that are normally not as...interacted with, lol.

Because of this, its super important to communicate. Ask him what he's comfortable with. What does he/doesn't he want you to touch? If you're going to use dirty talk, does he prefer certain terms for his body parts?

But here's the thing- communication is important for good, healthy sex anyways. And for a healthy relationship. And it's much better to just ask. Asking questions isn't wrong, and it shows that you don't want to make him uncomfortable. It could also be a great idea to make it clear what you've said to me- you see him as a boy, you don’t want to mess up or make him uncomfortable or not notice a hint he’s trying to give you.

Keep the communication open and everything will be fine <3

I'm going to name you adoring anon in case you write again!

#ask #asks #ask cas #adoring anon

[dotthings]

Many many thoughts on TW 1.12!! I loved this episode so so much.

LIMBO’S HALL OF HAPPY

This ep was a banquet of commentary on mhi and how people deal with what’s making them sad and how they deal with their mhi. Feelings of loss, fear of change, or dealing with traumatic of events. It’s understandable to want to escape and not have to think about it for a little while, but if you run too hard from facing yourself for too long your sadness, grief, pain, hurt, anger, it can lead people off the rails, isolated from loved ones, or self-destructing, they can get lost.

Let’s take a look at Dean’s narration: “Hunting’s a dishonest business. You gotta lie all the time about who you are, what you do. But the hardest lies aren’t the ones you tell other people. They’re the ones you tell yourself.”

The Dean, Sam, and Cas coding was all over this ep.

Throwing a few examples out there:

Sam hit a dog and moved in with a woman, using Amelia to escape from his grief, his guilt, his pain over losing Dean and a mental collapse so he ran from hunting, ran from even trying.

Cas, recently traumatized, who coped with binging netfix shows, was kept complacent by Lucifer during his possession in a mindspace that’s watching tv in the bunker kitchen. Cas likes watching tv, the bunker kitchen had become one of his comfort spaces.

Dean, possessed by AU Michael, kept complacent in Rocky’s Bar. Hiding in a peaceful dream. Or Dean in WIAWSNB. Or Dean’s brain inventing a lie in S8 so he wouldn’t have to face the pain of knowing Cas chose to stay behind in Purgatory.

The ep most loudly reflected that in John and the one-shot characters, all of them trying to run from their grief, anger, or fear, and Jerome Haskins, Limbo the clown, who couldn’t deal with his feelings of loss and fear when the Depression caused the carnival to collapse, so he sold his soul in an attempt to stay happy forever.

John wall-slamming a clown, “tell me where she is” had big “where’s the angel” energy. BTW.

Interesting how John realizes the way through the maze is to close his eyes, not look at illusions (the mirrors) and feel his way through in a tactile way.

The way out is to face the truth.

Mary hides from her problems in hunting, John’s using being on the road, on the run, with Mary, starts using that relationship to hide from having to think about his problems.

There’s also some things in this ep that pointedly comment on 15.20. Dean in 15.20 is trying to live his life, which is in fact what he should be doing, it’s all he can do, and that’s not the problem, but he’s also not addressing his depression and his grief. He’s trying to be content, doesn’t want to talk about his grief, he wants a hunt. He wants a piefest. And Sam mashes Dean’s face into pie.

The brother in this ep expresses his regret, “if only I’d helped him through his grief instead of taking him to that damn carnival.”

It’s not suggesting pie got Dean killed in 15.20 or casting blame on Sam, who was just trying to be supportive and tried to get Dean to talk about his grief.

It’s that the piefest and getting his face mashed into pie was not actually what Dean needed. His arc wasn’t finished when he’s impaled on that rebar.

And Cas…Cas is unavoidably important here. The lack of resolution.

And now—Dean’s restless soul, likely got caught in limbo. Angry and hurt and confused and not ready and maybe Dean’s soul, it’ll turn out, went seeking an illusion of happiness, instead of facing himself and his pain and seeing the truth, following it out of the trap.

Time traveling Dean, I think it’ll turn out, is trying to fix what limbo Dean broke. Time traveling Dean will give the letter to John which sends him to Mary which leads them to the monster club which leads to the mothership events which, messy and heartbreaking and disappointing it sometimes was, there was also joy, it’s also all the things that made Dean DEAN and Dean is good with who he is, finally, all the way. And the rebar death being recontextualized. Because it’s not “bad things happen” that’s the problem narratively there. It’s because it was inadequate, poorly executed, incomplete. 15.20 diminished Dean, it didn’t explore him, his grief, his hurt, the things he needed to say, were not addressed, he only got to speak to Sam, and his speech to Sam was self-negating. He got pie in the face, he didn’t get the arc he needed. 
The story. Isn’t. Over.

Carlos’ disdain for the carnival stood out. Carlos is someone who (like Dean) knows to live in the moment and take joy where you can, but he’s not about running away from facing himself or his problems, and something about the artifice of carnival (which is part of their actual design, part of the fun) bothers him inherently.

Lata and John’s friendship — John doesn’t push her away when she asks how he is. Maybe because it’s a less fraught relationship than John and Mary’s, or Lata’s gentle way of dealing with people.

John gets to grow in this ep, again, he acknowledges himself and what he’s been doing, that’s good. That doesn’t mean everything’s great and he can’t fall the way he does. What it means is—see my point above—that he’s not going to completely lose himself to the point where it could result in even worse outcomes. TW isn’t the “better timeline.” It’s THE timeline. That capacity for self awareness, love, and growth matters, even if it’s not enough in John’s case.

Team Free Will broke the cycle, John can’t, maybe they have more capacity for self awareness, love, and growth than John does, but that doesn’t mean John has none.

And ROWENA!!!!!!!! Who is looking for her son.

Loving the witchy speakeasy and Rowena and Ada. I need many more eps of those two. The witches in the speakeasy didn’t appreciate Ada’s brand of magic, but Rowena does, and she is dangerous for Ada, but also sincerely appreciative and interested in Ada. It’s so so interesting.

Oh Ada. Don’t do it, don’t use the soul magic.

The costume and makeup department deserve awards for this ep.

#the winchesters #spnwin #spnwin meta #spnwin spoilers

[restlesshush]

Okay so, a conversation with @autisticandroids following on from my Jack suicidality essay has made me want to tease apart the differences between Jack’s s14 and s15 living situations, because like, I don’t think I quite oversold the horror of his situation in s14 but I sort of like… missold the seat of it? None of which undercuts, btw, the idea that he was just unnervingly content to die and that this is because he’s really messed up (self worth through the FLOOR), but like, his living situation wasn’t really a direct reason why in the way I made it sound.

Like, for most of the widower arc, Jack is trying to earn Dean’s approval while Dean is just being cruel to him, and so then from his point of view in s14 things are good for him because he seems to have it! Dean’s not being cruel to him anymore! While Cas and Sam are just kind of him by default, Dean’s approval has particular significance because it’s hard to earn, and now he’s achieved his goal! The whole thing is still disturbing to look at, and it does reflect badly on Jack’s self worth / general lack of reference points for what’s an acceptable way to be treated that he’s okay with it, but like, the horror is experienced only by the viewer and not by Jack himself. It’s not taken any particular mental gymnastics for him to reconcile himself to living in the bunker with Dean who was cruel to him, and Sam who was kind, but who didn’t stop Dean, beyond the premise he was already operating under in s13 (namely, that even with Dean’s cruelty, his approval/affection are still something worth aspiring to). And to drive this home further, he’s now found himself in a much less actively upsetting situation than he was in s13! Which if anything makes it if not more chilling, at least chilling in a different way, that he’s so unfazed by dying – that his self worth (he’s struggling with the loss of his powers) is just so low that he’s prepared to die even though he’s in a living situation that (while it’s very unhealthy!) he’s pretty content with.

And this is important aside from just the implications re s14 Jack, because in terms of familyhorrornatural, there’s a flip between s14 and s15. The horror of s14 Jack is like “oh no he doesn’t realise! He doesn’t realise this situation is bad!” whereas in s15 he does feel distressed by the situation but he doesn’t know he’s allowed to feel that. The horror comes from him having to make sense of being in an immensely upsetting situation (living with Sam and Dean, neither of whom have apologised for trying to lock him up forever / trying to kill him), where everyone both doesn’t acknowledge that this could be upsetting to him, and also acts like unmistakably upsetting things he experiences (eg Dean’s continued anger about Mary’s death – an accident that occurred while Jack was going through something awful) are something he deserves. S14 vs s15 is the difference between having no idea you’re in a horror story, and having an inkling that you are, and having to try to find a way to rationalise not being. It’s also about the two halves of this post – S14 Jack is able to be genuinely cheery because he doesn’t realise he’s been mistreated, while s15 Jack is having to put it on as an act, because he doesn’t think he has a reason not to.

But then while obviously s15 Jack is incredibly disturbing to think about from his point of view (PLEASE someone get him out of there), it’s actually for once is a Jack thing that I tentatively try to find a silver lining in. Because like in theory, optimistically, the fact that he’s leaning on rationalisation So Hard makes him more vulnerable to realising something is actually wrong, which would allow him to actually react to that. Everything’s destabilised, so if one of the key blocks he’s building his rationalisation on (eg Mary’s death being his fault, and making him deserving of Dean’s cruelty over it) is taken away, though it wouldn’t be fun for him for it to come crashing down, it can come crashing down in a way that it couldn’t so easily before, and it’s better for him than it staying in tact. Because as well as just breaking all of that horrible mental gymnastics, it gives him an opportunity to come out the other side of it healthier, which is something that I want for him really badly.

#jack kline #spn meta #spn s14 #spn s15 #suicide mention #(ish? i'm being careful) #spn #worded thoughts

[foolsgender]

my MOM is a rwylm stan?!?!?! (NOT CLICKBAIT)

So for starters my mom hates spn and I never watch it when I visit her. But completely unrelated, today she was complaining that my generation doesn’t read books and all we do is watch tv and listen to podcasts. I was in a contrarian mood, so I argued that I read books all the time actually! They’re just online. And she said Really? Like What? And I panicked and told her the first thing that came to mind, which was the aaaaaaahmazing masterpiece that is R.W.Y.L.M. I went on, telling her about how compelling and dramatic it was, I told her it was about “A guy who everyone thinks is dead for ten years, and when he comes back his family has moved on. !!! . She was SURPRISINGLY interested, and practically BEGGED me to tell her more. I changed some of the details, so she wouldn’t know it was a supernatural fanfic- For example, Dean was “Don” and Cas was “Clark” (except when he’s Steve), and instead of the Empty, “Clark” got kidnapped while trying to protect “Don” from loan sharks. Also Clark works at Wendy’s because I’m nearly sure my mother has no idea what a Johnny Rockets is. “Don” isn’t lying to Noah about his past as a hunter, He’s lying to Noah about his past as a gangster. I had to edit some details but the core of the story remained. When I explained that Clark wasn’t making a move on Don because Clark cares more about Don’s (seeming) happiness with Noah than about his own feelings for Don, my MOTHER said, “AWWWWW~~~~” so sadly and sorrowfully, I swear to god in the heavens above she had tears in her eyes. She reacted similarly when I dropped the “I’m not your mistress” on her, though she said she understood Don, told me “Well I would be going crazy too. You have your whole life, your marriage, how are you supposed to drop it?” … When I got to the point where Clark says (and I’m paraphrasing here, as I did to my mom), “Because I love you and that’s what I would do,” she gasped and physically had to walk out of the room to get herself a martini. She came back and I continued. I got to the mug and I did a Noah impression, hands on my hips and rolled my eyes, “I’m SoRrY, bUt I’tS jUsT a MuG. i DiDn’T mEaN tO…” She just firmly said in the most tired-of-bullshit-voice I’ve ever heard, “Get the fuck out of here.” After all that WHEN I FINALLY FINISHED. I asked her who was her favorite. She said Clark. I asked what else she thought. She said: A) Clark should’ve stayed dead he’d be better off than dealing with all this bullshit. B) “Is this a movie? Are they gonna make this a movie?” Anyways, Sorry about the long ask but I just wanted to thank you for giving me and my mom a good laugh. 

However, now that my mom is technically a casgirl do you think I should break it to her that this is a supernatural fanfiction?

I’m screaming I love the edits. Btw if anyone makes a movie out of this I’ll sue you (to pay for my top surgery & student loans)

honestly yeah tell her tbh people loved fifty shades of grey and wasn’t that twilight fanfic??

#d.ask #rwylm fic

[mrkis]

this is a submission written by ellie (@thetypingpup). you don't understand how fucking much i enjoy these reactions and how she feels reading twlg LMFAO. i have already read through and responded to her via discord (as she was kind enough to send this as soon as the final dropped) please enjoy reading this as much as i fucking did LMAO

The last federalist paper (for now lmao)

Good lord this is nerve wracking and emotional. I’m literally shaking as I’m typing this. But we’re here. We’re at the last part, and I’m writing my last condemnation of that man (unless i come up with more to say bc i probably will lmao). I’m gonna do the same thing as last time where i’m gonna write the reaction as an essay while I read, so somewhat intelligent, lots of screaming. *deep breath* ok here we go

Full disclosure, I have trust issues with these types of stories so I did skip to glance at the end first to see where this went, and so far all I have to say is huh…I did not see that coming.

Ok now to see how we got there.

Omg what’s this? Actual thoughts…ABOUT MC? Positive thoughts that aren’t just about sex?? What the fuck???? Omg i’m really taken aback by this so far holy shit. And omg not him being worried for mc? Is that worry on your face sir? Where’s all this coming from holy shit this is what i’ve been waiting for from him the whole time what? Fuck better late than never for that man, better late than never. Jeno’s right tho he is spending an awful lot of time with eunbin. Might wanna…might wanna address that sir.

I will say tho that scene with jeno is the first time we’re seeing the exclusive thing be acknowledged from mc’s side. Again better late than never. Treading a lot of ground in this part wow. Jeno’s the number one best friend so far here. 

This is just the chapter of surprises bc not that man is the one to be like “we need to talk”. Not mc being the avoidant one. Not me almost crying at that kiss scene. Which is crazy bc I read the spoiler, but in context it's a gut punch. This has been nothing but surprise after surprise so far. Wheeeeew that was a clusterfuck of emotions omfg why do I feel for both of them WHAT THE FUCK CAS WHAT THE FUCK???

"Jaemin feels conflicted." Bitch I feel conflicted bc there were some egregious bumps in the road before getting to this point with that man. I would know I wrote about them at length lmao. And I be if he had a gun to his head he still couldn’t list five of mc’s personality traits. Welp, let’s see how he atones for all that. 

“I wish I could pull an Eunbin and leave on a trip.” AND I OOP. ANNA OUUUUU. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW WHAT THE FUCK WOOOOOOOOOOOOW. Ok wow. Just….wooooooow. I can’t even say anything intelligent. The words are on the tip of my fingers, but all I can type is just….wooooooooow.

I’m loving the dynamic with the three besties too. Like yes mc is the main character, but i’m so glad the others have established storylines and the dynamic btw them is really fleshed out, and it’s all displayed so seamlessly through their interactions. It’s giving euphoria in the best ways.

“You hardly know anything about him, and that’s because he doesn’t let you” YES EXACTLY THANK YOU. oof there we go some acknowledgement. At the very least tho, mc knows some things. Surface level things, but still some things, things we've seen, which is still more than i can say for that man at this point. So far what do we got from him? Uhm…he likes the sex, he likes the emotional support, thinks you’re pretty, and…that’s what we got so far. Ah well, we’ll see how that changes leading to the end.

OMG YANGYANG MY MAN. MY BOY. the way i was internally screaming throughout that whole scene. Poor guy I feel bad for him, but i’m glad it was a blurting out of ‘hey actually i like you and i wouldn’t do that shit to you that he did’. As much as i personally would’ve loved to see that, i am glad that he respected her enough to keep that part to himself and just comfort her. Once again proving that he cares so fucking much about her omg. In another universe this would be a different canon event and these two would be together bc the tenderness? The care? The heart wrenching confession of ‘i love you’ whispered so quietly it could easily be lost to the wind? The tug on the heart strings? The way we got so much more of how he actually feels about mc than we ever got about that man in tens of thousands of words? The way all of this affection for her came through in a few paragraphs? *big sigh* in another universe. In another universe. Alright let’s see what’s going on with that man again fack.

Yeeeeeeees. This yangyang confrontation yaaaaaaaaaaaas. Bring it oooooooooooooon. Ah damnit he doesn’t beat his ass. He should’ve had one good punch in. nah but on some shit, dramatically, this is a perfect follow up to the previous scene. Yes he technically betrayed mc’s trust, but fuck it someone had to get the ball rolling, so it makes perfect scene. 

Ok i’ll admit, when that man’s heart sank when eunbin finally admitted her shit, i smiled. I smiled real big. I had a grinch smile on my face. Serves him fuckin right after everything that’s happened. Oh we cheered. Oh we cheered and clapped. More pain more heartache for that man he needs to suffer. I still don’t know why that man was spending so much time with her to begin with after he claimed to be done with her before, but at least that time is over. Oh wait a minute now what’s this? Acknowledgement? Self awareness? He finally figured out the problem with having eunbin around? Just surprise after surprise this chapter wow. 

“Do you realize you were the one that broke the rules first?” “Enough with that fucking name” GET HIM AGAIN FOR ME. GET HIM. WHACK HIM. DRAAAAAAAAG HIM. Wheeeeeew my head is spinning omfg. GET HIIIIIIIIIM. FINALLY oh my god you have no idea who cathartic this is. The way it still wasn’t her verbally agreeing at all, at any point, and just that man decided “hey we’re exclusive now” and still going along with it. Like what now she’s saying she agreed to this? Where was this before?? That does still bother me quite a bit I cannot lie. But still GET HIM AGAIN.

Ok here’s his apology. Hmmm…I feel like he’s got a lot more to apologize for (see previous essays lmao), and again besides the sex, the emotional support, and now a more apparent attraction, still don’t know what it is about her that he’s drawn to. Can he name those personality traits or do I need to grab the revolver? What is it that he likes as a person? As a human being? I guess that’s gonna be one of those unanswered questions. I guess that’s the way life goes.

The ending is very sweet tho don’t get me wrong. The love making is very sweet. The epilogue is very sweet. It’s very cathartic and really made me emotional to read. Now, is he still that man? Am I still his parole officer? What’s the verdict? Well I just finished the chapter and so far I have to say hmmm…I guess Jaemin is in the clear FOR NOW. He’s done his prison time. We’ll call this probation then. But I will be watching for him in the upcoming parts of this college series, and I’m more than prepared to make a citizens’ arrest if I have to I will be the first one to jump his ass.

Fuck this was…such a journey. This was such a fucking journey. And honestly this journey even transcends this work. Like yes this work is masterfully done, one of the most enriching immersive experiences I’ve ever had with a fic, but I already told you that lmao. Through this I joined the discord, met some incredible people and made some incredible friends. Through this I met you, and you’ve become such a special friend to me and I value our friendship so much. I appreciate the fuck out of it (see what i did there please clap). I’m proud of you Cassie, for putting in all this work, for seeing this through to the end, and for cultivating an incredible community with your amazing work. 

 I was going to end this with something cheesy like "the real way life goes was the friends we made along the way", but i'm moreso sitting there like the fish in bags in finding nemo all like...now what? Lmao will be tuning in for your future work!

#⟡ [submission ! ] #thetypingpup ⛧ #‣ [mutual] #fic: the way life goes #it made me fucking laugh rereading this lmfao im gonna miss these!!!

[incorrectdwkquotes]

You should do an incorrect quotes or an oneshot when vanessa is on her period and how the others deal with it

Hi! First of all sorry for the late reply.

To be quite honest I’ve thought sometimes about this, not really about writing something specifically about it, but more about how such topic was not addressed in the story; I mean, it’s natural they didn’t address it: in the movies the kids have better things to do like winning football matches and fighting villains, while in the books they are simply too young, so it’s clear there was no room for that. I really think it’s kind of a missed opportunity on their part, but I also think maybe Joachim Masannek’s storytelling wouldn’t have been the best at addressing the topic of periods for an audience of children and teenagers who were growing up. Don’t really know why, I think that maybe he wouldn’t have been particularly good at addressing the topic as an essential part of the growth process (both physically and mentally) for people who have periods.

That being said, I think I actually have some headcanons to build upon (also if anyone else wants to take them as inspiration, you’re more than welcome!), maybe I’ll write something someday if I find the time and inspiration (unfortunately I’m not a particularly good writer!):

Since her mother wasn’t around, I’ve always assumed her grandmother was the one to address the topic for Vanessa; in that case there could’ve been two possible scenarios: either she sat her down when she was young and told her “You know some day you’ll become a lady etc. etc.” and all that stuff, or either Vanessa got her period having no idea what to do and panicked to her grandma, to which she probably replied “Honey, it’s just your period, you’ll get used to it”

Scenario 1: “Honey, have a sit, I wanted to talk to you about something. You know, soon you’ll become a lady and you’ll start bleeding once a month from down there and...” “GOD GRANDMA, PLEASE STOP”

Scenario 2: “Grandma, I think I’m dying” “WHAT?! What happened?” “I’m bleeding” “What? Oh honey, that’s just your period, don’t worry, you’ll get used to it, you’re a lady now btw” “WHAT”

The two scenarios might very likely coexist tbh

Assuming she got her first period at around 12-13, I think she probably tried to hide it from the other kids at first. I mean, what could she do? It already took effort to convince die Kerle that girls should be respected as humans in movie 1/the first books, but getting them to accept that girls bleed from within once a month and that it is completely normal? You all know the answer, we've all been 12 year olds lol

One problem about die Kerle is that none of them had older sisters, so Vanessa was probably the first person through which they came into contact with periods firsthand

Eventually, on the other hand, she had to spill the truth I think, possibly she skipped practice a few times because the cramps where too bad, or the kids noticed she had less energy while playing, or maybe she got more frustrated than usual when missing a goal

I can imagine Raban saying "Yeah actually during certain days of the month you're even grumpier than usual, Vanessa" and her answering "That's absolutely none of your business"

(I honestly have no idea how sex ed and biology classes work in Germany, but here I'm assuming die Kerle do indeed know what a period is, the concept of it biologically, but again Vanessa is the first person through which they came into contact with it in real life)

So maybe, I don't know, she gets scolded by Leon one day during practice because she has less energy than usual until she finally snaps and says "So what?! I'm on my period and my guts are hurting like crazy, leave me alone!"

Cue to dead silence in the Teufelstopf

Joschka: "On your WHAT?!"; also add the *pretends to be shocked* gif for Willi

The boys probably think that's gross and weird at first, also Leon probably got angry because well how can Vanessa help us win if she's not at her full physical capacity (cue to Felix saying "Well I'm not at full physical capacity sometimes either" because of asthma and Vanessa smiling because Felix doesn't realize it but it means a lot to her), but I like to think they eventually make peace with the idea that there are people that bleed once a month and at the same time try to go on with their lives like nothing happens

Also cue to Vanessa likely having to explain to them what happens to her body, because really they have no idea. "Basically you feel like your internal organs are ripping inside of you" "Oh" "I say that because that's literally what happens" "OH" "Then you feel happy and sad and cranky and melancholic and energetic and hungry and nauseous all in the span of three minutes"

I also like to think one of the boys probably made a remark to her once like "Are you acting like that because it's one of those days Nessie?" and she got so angry. SO angry. The boys learned their lesson after that

If we get to the bookverse I also like to think that Vanessa and Annika probably had to give a joint lecture about periods to the boys at some point

They also probably found comfort in each other because they can understand what their bodies are actually going through; "Do you think this amount of pain is normal or am I actually dying this time?" "Please for the love of God can you tell me why one second I'm craving cake and the next I'm feeling like I'm going to throw up" "Yesterday I legitimately cried for half an hour while watching cat videos but they'll catch me dead before I dare say it in front of the others"

As for the movieverse, let's be honest Vanessa would probably be the one to help Klette through her growth process, she would likely help her get a grip at dealing with her body even if Klette doesn't really feel like a girl sometimes and all of this "becoming a lady" stuff really icks her; I think having Vanessa as a reference point would be a great help!

That's it I guess! Again if I ever find time and inspiration I hope I could write something better, and if anyone wants to chime in, write something in regard or if anyone has headcanons they want to share, of course you are all more than welcome

#i'm always here if you want to ask more! #ask #answered #die wilden kerle #dwk #vanessa die unerschrockene #die kerle collective tag

[detkhamani]

No Admittance | Para

Featuring: Khamani Smith, Vince Smith, Gina Clark (no relation to Jade btw); mentions of Kendra & Tyla Smith, Luna Zuniga, Cannon Location: Brewed Awakenings cafe, San Francisco, CA Time Frame: Late morning, Sat. Feb. 25, 2023 Notes &/or Triggers: Khamani shares some info with his parents. Simultaneously, you get a snippet of seeing why Khamani has next-to-nothing to do with his parents.

“Okay, I get this must be important or else you wouldn’t make both of us meet with you at the same time,” Vince said, earning an eye roll from his ex-wife.

“Would you just shut up for a while, Vince?”

“Would you just go to hell for a while, Gina?”

“Fuck you, chump. No one asked you to state the obvious,” Gina spat back, starting to rise from his chair.

Khamani ran both hands down his face before pressing them together in the prayer position while his parents continued verbally sparring. The three of them were sitting at a small, circular table inside Brewed Awakenings

After giving himself a beat, he looked between his parents and said, “This. This right here’s exactly why both of you aren’t invited to the wedding. And it’s why I haven’t introduced Cannon to either of you. It doesn’t matter if I’m with you separately or together, you both can’t stop shit-talking the other person. I can’t stand it and I’m not gonna have my son or my fiancee be around it.”

Both of his parents froze.

“You have a son?!” Vince asked at the same time that Gina asked, “You’re getting married?!”

Khamani sighed through his nostrils. “Yes. To both of you,” he said, exchanging glances with both of his parents. Not five minutes and he was already exhausted with both of them.

And then the both of them started talking over each other, wanting to know when he had a child, why they weren’t told sooner, when was he getting married, and so-on. The longer Khamani let them go, the sooner it digressed into the two of them arguing with each other. Again.

Khamani knew he was partially at fault for this since he brought the two of them together to tell them at the same time. But he didn’t want to go through this headache twice and thought the one-and-done approach would be better. Quietly to himself, he was beginning to feel that he may have thought wrong.

“Okay stop--stop!” Khamani demanded, raising his voice a bit the second time he’d told them to stop. And a couple of seconds later, his parents’ arguments fell quiet even though they both glared at each other from across the small table. “I’m just telling y’all this as a courtesy. And honestly, I’m not inviting either of you to the wedding. And I don’t know if or when you’re gonna meet my son, or my fiancee. It’s not news that I don’t have a good relationship with either of you.”

“Khamani, you’re my son and your son’s our grandson,” Gina protested, obviously indignant with her tone.

“Yeah but that doesn’t mean you’ve got automatic rights to meet him or know him. Look at y’all right now!” He threw a hand out at them both, glowering at the people who were supposed to be his parents.

“We’re still your parents,” Vince tried, his voice and face its usual seriousness.

“Blood and DNA aren’t everything that make up a parent,” Khamani argued.

“Boy, please. We gave you more than your looks,” Vince argued. “Clothes on your back, food in your stomach. You were raised.”

Khamani scoffed and Vince leaned in, voice sharpening a little, “What, you got something to say about that?”

“Yeah,” Khamani replied, “I do. You might’ve provided the basic essentials like any decent parent is supposed to but you don’t get to act like you did me or Kendra any favors with that. Neither of you were model parents and both of you were hardly there for us. You were wrapped up in your job more than anything,” he said to Vince and then turned to Gina “And you were wrapped up in your hurt feelings towards him.” He jerked his head in his father’s direction without taking his eyes off Gina. “I worked my ass off as much as I could in high school. When you two divorced, neither of you got any better as parents. When Kendra got pregnant, neither of you stepped up for her. So no, you’re not invited to come celebrate this part of my life with my family and me. And if you meet my fiancee or our son, it’ll be on our terms. Not yours.”

He could tell both of his parents were seething, but neither of them argued with him further. Khamani ran a hand down his face again, his temples throbbing. He needed some ibuprofen. Or a stiff drink. Scooting back while standing from his chair, Khamani said, “That’s all I had to tell you both. Do with the information what you want, but I’ve said what I had to say.”

And with that, he left, knowing that if his parents didn’t follow suit and leave, they would regress to more arguing within the cafe.

#No Admittance para #about

[waynes-multiverse]

i absolutely adore your writing and think you’re very talented but have you considered trying to be more reader inclusive ? i mean no offense at all cause like i said i adore your writing but even by making the reader ellen’s daughter/jo’s sister in to be human, you’ve kinda excluded poc readers from getting fully immersed in the story :/

Oh, I have thought about it a loooooot, actually. But after a long consideration, I decided against it (for now, at least) for the following reasons:

A) I firmly believe the best writers write from experience. They write what they know. Now what does that mean? It means I’m a skinny, white millennial (f) and that’s what I know best. I can only write from my own experiences and not anyone else’s. I feel like I don’t know enough to do so. It’s probably because I’m an overthinking perfectionist and posting something that I’m not sure about would give me crippling anxiety. I don’t wanna fail and I don’t ever wanna offend anyone. So yes, it makes sense to me that my reader inserts reflect my own demographic. It is what it is…

B) I work in marketing, which means I spend 40-60 hours a week thinking about what other people think and then act accordingly. My day looks like this: Is this offensive? Is this too out there? Is this inclusive enough? Is this gonna evoke stupid comments or even a shitstorm? It’s giving me tons of anxiety on a daily. I even stopped using my private social media accounts because it’s just gotten too much for me. Tumblr, on the other hand, is my personal safe haven, my safe space, where I can have fun and be creative and not constantly care about what other people think. I love writing fan fiction because it relaxes me from my job and daily life, so I made it a point to always have fun with my private writing and not overthink everything. I honestly just wanna write what’s in my head. So yes, I write for me and choose to share it with you guys. The day I stop writing for myself is the day I stop writing altogether. The day I notice writing takes a toll on my mental health is the day I’ll stop because it’s just not worth it. I started this blog after a three-year long depression where I didn’t write a single word. I don’t ever wanna put myself in that place again. I promised myself I wouldn’t.

BUT that being said, you raise a very good point about Jo and Ellen! Yes, you’re right. I could’ve made a OC family for the reader. I just honestly didn’t think about it because every time I start a new WIP, I go through the SPN characters and take my pick and kinda match them how they fit the story best. In the case of TBH, the first few flashes of this fic came to me in a dream and Jo was her little sister there, so I just went with it 🤷‍♀️😂 As I said above, I stopped overthinking these things. I learned it’s best to go with my gut when it comes to writing. I literally just go where my fingers take me on this damn keyboard. (If I ever consciously write a POC reader, I would do tons of research beforehand and would probably insist on having my own personal POC Gandalf to guide me through it, so I don’t go down a wrong path somewhere, you know?)

However, I have a suggestion for you because I honestly feel bad. I don’t ever wanna exclude anyone. I’d hug you all if I could and I appreciate every single one of my readers and mutuals more than you’ll ever know 🖤 So, let’s use our imagination and re-cast some actresses! Seriously, keep the names and throw out the rest of your existing pictures of what they look like. It doesn’t matter. Forget the show. Supernatural doesn’t exist anymore. Cast some lovely ladies as your mom and sister in the roles of Ellen and Jo and have fun! Go nuts! (I’d personally cast Candice Patton as Jo because she’s an awesome badass too, but you do you 😉)

So yeah, I’m sorry if I’m disappointing you with this answer. I just try to be happy in my little corner here and do me. This is the one place where I get to be a little selfish and self-indulgent ☺️

Btw, you can always hop into my dms and chat with me there if you feel more comfortable. I always wanna understand everyone’s point of view, so thank you so much for taking the time and sharing yours with me 🙌🖤

#wayne answers #more like rambles #sorry sweet anon #to be human

[shallowseeker]

Dean + "Everything we've ever wanted..."

Ah yes. Everything we’ve ever wanted. He means everything he—Dean’s ever wanted. Which is so telling. Like, wow. He was gonna say that out loud in one version of the script. A parent who loves him and—and a Cas.

Everything he ever wanted. 🫣 how long has he been wanting Cas in some capacity…like DAMN.

He’s doing the we—I thing again that Max and Alicia do but the sentiment is so sweet. This is why Sam is so in tune with what Dean needs to be happy and keep fighting in The Trap and why he reacts Like That to Chuck’s vision. It might have taken Sam a long time to get it, but I think he finally did on some level, even if he doesn’t label it or know what to make of it. He knows it’s significant.

This above script snippet is a version of All Along the Watchtower right before Jack was born btw. And right before Cas dies. Boy it makes it hurt more. Dean had so much hope starting out. He was even accepting letting Jack be born at full power because he decided to trust Cas.

—

In later seasons, he has mom, Cas, Jack the kid he never thought he’d get to have, by his own admission. Which means that Jack FEELS more like his kid than others in past which means he opened up in a terrible, TERRIBlE way. He thought he could have Jack. He thought he was allowed to keep Jack.

<find script referencing “I’d never thought I’d get that”>

He even fantasized about adding John to the family unit, but it was more for Mary. But in the end, he wouldn’t trade his current life, not even for her happiness. He looks so guilty when John gets ripped away from her. Dean specifically looks guilty. (There’s a parallel to his current life and great relationship with Sam and Mary, sure, but the narrative parallel is more directly tied to the “angel and the devil’s kid” that he lives with. And it’s Dean who insists, “I have a family.” In that Telling Way. It’s very wow, like on the nose wow, even for the GA.) John disappears and immediately Cas walks through the bunker door. And Cas sort of visually and narratively does have John’s role as familial protector/shield here, but it’s off-center. Not tied to Mary. 👀

And later, like in Game Night? He has Mom, Cas, and Jack (and duh—Sammy) but he starts the episode in a terrible state because Cas is out doing good knows what and he can sense when Cas is being cagey and it stresses him. Mary and Jack lament that “this was supposed to relax him.” They’re trying to do the typical Sammy playbook and give him “treats” so he turns into “happy Dean.”

Then it all comes crashing down again. He goes from hopelessly worried about Jack—“he’s safe with her,” as in he was worried about Nick getting to Jack but Mary will protect him:

…And you know the rest.

He loses Mary, and in his mind he loses Jack at the same time. “That’s not Jack anymore.” He completely dissociates His Jack from That Jack. And Jack and Cas are dead to him because his family, that makeshift family that’s all he ever wanted—is decimated. The other shoe dropped. He’s not just grieving Mary in That Scene. He’s grieving Jack. He’s grieving his perfect everything-he-ever-wanted.

He should’ve known better than—angels. All his instincts warned him about angels and Donatello and—lions—and—it’s not the snake it’s the bite—and all his instincts have been screaming at him about Cas since forever—but he still made them his family anyway. He knew better he knew better he knew better than to…

He chose the wrong man—not a man but a soulless too-powerful angel—and the wrong kid—not a kid but a little monster. It was too good to be true—of course it was too good to be true—and it’s his fault he’s so stupid he knew better …

But he couldn’t help it 💔

And THEN in the last season he knows better but they’re back with them and he knows better

He’s doing it all over again he’s loving them he can’t help it

He can’t help but not cut Cas out because he desperately needs Cas

But no not Jack—keep Jack at arm’s length—too painful—too dangerous. And he’s gonna save the world and maybe die anyway so it’s better to disengage sooner because he is not gonna get to keep Jack and never was. They need to kill Chuck for what he did to ruin them they’re already ruined it’ll never be the same so—so …

Disengage

Disengage … Jack is not family that’s too painful

He won’t fall for it again he knows better

And yet in such a relatively short time, Dean is repairing his family in the midst of a family murder and the death of a child and his own attempted filicide — all incredible traumas on their own — Chuck must have been so pissed.

If only Lebanon had included a snide, taunting-ish warning from John and the dangers of living with said angel and the devil’s kid, Dean could have been more thoroughly mentally tortured. Chuck missed out on writing that line.

#my slideshare ran out for scripts #so I gotta get the snippets later #on Dean choosing dangerous chosen family #because he can’t help it #power differentials be damned #season 15 #season 14 #painful dynamics #incredible trauma #destiel

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hey cas. I am pretty much helpless on this.

how can I tell my friend I want to kiss her? Should I even?

I am a girl btw and so is she for clarification

I have known her for almost 2 years and she is one of my closest friends.

She is bi and came out to me about a year ago. she only came out to her mom and very few other close friends me included.

I am pretty sure I am also bi or biromantic and known for a while. I didn’t come out to anyone wet but her. She is the only person I trust with that. I know my mom will be supportive and my dad… would deal with it well enough. My family is nither very religious or homophobic with the kost one being my uncle (not by blood) and my cousins a bit.

I don’t live in the us or Britan or somewhere as progressive. I live in a pretty religious country where homophobia is frowned upon, but acceptable.

she is beautiful, funny and a total sweetheart. a few days ago we met up. I asked her how does a crush feel for her. Not as a romantic advance but as I question my sexuality I wanted to know how it feels for other and am I strange that way. She said how when she had a crush on someone she will want to spend as much time as possible with them, will never get tired with them, and How she will noticed the littlest things about them and see the most beauty in them.

she then mentioned how someone with a crush on me would notice how my eyes are the same hazel brown shade as my hair in the sun or think alot about my ” beautiful” curly hair.

she somehow somewhere mentioned that she likes someone, when I asked she wouldn’t tell me . Later I asked her who wouldn’t she tell me if she had a crush on, “Obviously you wouldn’t tell me of you had a crush on me but who else” i said stupidly. I promise I wasn’t trying to imply she had a crush on me, just listed people off and i guess kinda projecting how I wouldn’t tell her how I have been thinking about her and her lips more then I think I should. She said if someone was close to me she wouldn’t tell me but i said if she does she should tell me to set them up.

we talked about coming out stories and she told me how sick she was of people assuming she liked them when she came out to them. I am scared I am doing the same.

I told her of our friend whi while they were fighting told me she had a crush on her. she said how she couldn’t like her aa more then she is always busy smd want someone more spontaneous and she could have mental relationship more like ours

mind you all conversations were NOT in English but I translated to the best of my abilities.

I am not even sure if I know what a real Crush feels like, I never before really allowed myself to be romanticly interested in girls as well as boys but joinig good queer communities (shoutout to the mauraders) showed me there are atlist some people willing to accept me even before being able to really label myself. I came to this pretty late , probably from some internalized homophobia I am recovering from. I think I am Bi and demi but am not completely sure with any strong labels.

She is warm and kind and very amazing. I don’t see myself dating anyone soon (but maybe her) so I do all my date ideas with her and we have fun. I took her to my favorite picnic spot afew weeks ago and she looked so beautiful under the sun while throwing cookies at me and singing song because noone could hear us.

we always joke about kissing and go so close and she doesn’t know hiw much I want to close that gap btween us, how much I want to kiss her and hold her close.

I am sceared as fuck to ruin our friendship. She is one of my closest friends and I will see her every day for at least the next 3 years no matter what. I am scared she will think I just want to experiment with her and even more afraid that it’s right and I am just kidding myself.

I am also not so ready to come out but don’t want to put her in an awkward situation if we get together and I won’t be ready to tell people. I know that would kill me to that to her. I don’t think I deserve her to like me when I can’t give her all she deserves.

I don’t want to lose her. I know I love her at least platonically and I don’t want to ruin anything.

I am so so so sorry for venting and making you read all of this I just don’t know what to do.

Should I tell her? How should I tell her? What do I do? Am I a horrible person for thinking all of this? Do I do nothing? Help

thanks anyways <3 anonymous

Hi hon!

I don't think you're wrong for thinking she likes you. I think she's definitely flirted a little bit. Of course, that might not mean anything, but...

As far as not being ready to come out, that's valid. And I don't think that should be a reason not to tell her. HOWEVER I think if something was to happen, you should be honest with her about that. You know, be upfront about your intentions going in.

I guess, from what you're telling me, there's a chance she likes you. So my question is- what if she doesn't? Is she ACTUALLY the type of person who would allow things to get awkward and weird, or do you think she would understand and try to move past it? Because from what you said, she's a nice person. I know if someone told me they liked me, I'd be like, "Awww, that's so sweet! I don't feel the same way and I don't want things to change with us, but I'm honored you feel that way!" Would she be like that?

If you think she would be chill about it even if she doesn't like you, I think you should say something. But if you think it could get awkward, maybe wait it out and see if she gives clearer signs? But you definitely DESERVE love. Everyone does.

I'm naming you anonymous anon if you want to write back!

#ask #asks #ask cas #anonymous anon

[gabriels-wings-of-freedom]

What about #98 with Cas and he like gives the reader his trench coat or something 😊 Btw love your writing!

Thank you so much!😊

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The Bees

Castiel doesn't like to see you so upset. So, he offers to watch the bees with you.

#98 “It’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay. Just breathe.”

He hated seeing you like this. So broken and beat down. Right now, you were sitting amongst a field of flowers, cross-legged with your hands in your lap and crying softly. Castiel was watching from the veil, a frown on his face.

So, what happened?

You, Sam, and Dean went to hunt a revenant. The boys had the whole thing planned out and all you had to do was follow orders. However, you screwed up somewhere. This screw up nearly got an innocent civilian and Sam killed.

Needless to say, Dean was furious.

The hunter had berated and yelled at you for your incompetence. Sam tried to calm his brother down, but to no avail. Sam felt sorry for you. He’s been at the brunt of Dean’s anger before and knew it wasn’t pleasant. However, when Dean was in a rage, there was no stopping him. It also didn’t help that you were already feeling bad and a tad sensitive. As soon as he was done, you ran outside.

Now, here you sit, crying and berating yourself for being so stupid.

Castiel couldn’t watch this anymore.

“Are you counting the bees, Y/N?” The angel suddenly appeared by your side causing you to jump a bit. However, you didn’t have the energy to say anything to him, so you just shook your head.

However, instead of walking over to the flowers to see his pollinating friends, Cas went to stand beside you. You were busy using the sleeves of your shirt to wipe your tears away, hoping that he wouldn’t notice.

To no avail.

“I know what happened Y/N.” The angel said while placing his hands in his pockets.

“Did Dean tell you?” You asked in a teary voice, making his heart wrench.

“No. Sam did. He was worried about you, and so am I.” Castiel stressed out that last part, hoping that you could cheer up slightly for him. You just shook your head, more tears threatening to spill.

“I’m such an idiot, Cas. I could’ve gotten people killed. How can I call myself a hunter?” As you weeped to yourself, you felt something warm and pleasant wrap around your shoulders. Upon looking, you noticed it was the angel’s signature trench coat. 

An item he hardly parted with.

“Don’t say things like that. From what I’ve seen, humans make mistakes. It’s normal.” He stressed while sitting beside you on the grass. You pulled his coat closer to your face, taking in his familiar scent.

“I don’t know, Cas. What if this was the last straw? What if Dean kicks me out? Where will I go? What would I do without the boys? Without you?” You started to panic slightly, but Castiel put an arm around you, pulling you close.

“It’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay. Just breathe.” The angel stressed while rubbing your shoulder. You tried to believe his words, and took some deep breaths while cuddling more into the coat.

“Dean’s not going to do that. He’ll cool off. Also, Sam and I want you to stay, so it’s two against one.” Castiel said with a slight boyish grin. You couldn’t help but smile a bit at that.

“There’s that smile I missed so much.” He said, causing you to smile even more. He was right too. At the end of the day, you had him. Sam will talk to Dean, and Dean will calm down. 

All will end well. Castiel’s arm around you made you feel hopeful.

“Now Y/N, we have something very important to do. Can I trust you?” Castiel asked in a serious tone, causing you to get slightly worried.

“Cas? What do you mean?” You asked the angel. He simply looked you in the eye, bringing his face a bit closer to yours till your noses practically touched. You were a flustered mess as he bore into your gaze.

“We have to count the bees.”

#supernatural #supernatural imagines #supernatural x reader #castiel #castiel x reader #castiel imagine