Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli
Another Dimension of Us by Mike Albo
Wonders of the Invisible World by Christopher Barzak
Alan Cole Is Not a Coward by Eric Bell
Alan Cole Doesn’t Dance by Eric Bell
The Darkest Part of the Forest by Holly Black
In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan
Felix Yz by Lisa Bunker
Last Bus to Everland by Sophie Cameron
Dragging Mason County by Curtis Campbell
The House of Impossible Beauties by Joseph Cassara
Peter Darling by Austin Chant
Carry the Ocean by Heidi Cullinan
The Love Interest by Cale Dietrich
Half Bad by Sally Green
Half Wild by Sally Green
Half Lost by Sally Green
Heartbreak Boys by Simon James Green
Gay Club by Simon James Green
You’re the One That I Want by Simon James Green
We Contain Multitudes by Sarah Henstra
Totally Joe by James Howe
After School Activities by Dirk Hunter
At the Edge of the Universe by Shaun David Hutchinson
The Past and Other Things That Should Stay Buried by Shaun David Hutchinson
We Are the Ants by Shaun David Hutchinson
The Five Stages of Andrew Brawley by Shaun David Hutchinson
A Complicated Love Story Set in Space by Shaun David Hutchinson
The Boy Who Couldn’t Fly Straight by Jeff Jacobson
Haffling by Caleb James
The Lightning-Struck Heart by T.J. Klune
A Destiny of Dragons by T.J. Klune
The Consumption of Magic by T.J. Klune
A Wish Upon the Stars by T.J. Klune
The Extraordinaries by T.J. Klune
Flash Fire by T.J. Klune
Heat Wave by T.J. Klune
The House in the Cerulean Sea by T.J. Klune
Openly Straight by Bill Konigsberg
The Bridge by Bill Konigsberg
Destination Unknown by Bill Konigsberg
The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee
Two Boys Kissing by David Levithan
Every Day by David Levithan
Boy Meets Boy by David Levithan
Ryan and Avery by David Levithan
How to Repair a Mechanical Heart by J.C. Lillis
Take a Bow, Noah Mitchell by Tobias Madden
When Ryan Came Back by Devon McCormack
Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston
Fraternity by Andy Mientus
The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller
The Art of Starving by Sam J. Miller
Hero by Perry Moore
I’ll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson
More Than This by Patrick Ness
Junior Hero Blues by J.K. Pendragon
The City Beautiful by Aden Polydoros
When Everything Feels Like the Movies by Raziel Reid
Kens by Raziel Reid
Emmett by Lev A.C. Rosen
Jack of Hearts by Lev A.C. Rosen
Camp by Lev A.C. Rosen
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Wayward Son by Rainbow Rowell
Rainbow Boys by Alex Sanchez
Rainbow High by Alex Sanchez
Rainbow Road by Alex Sanchez
So Hard to Say by Alex Sanchez
The 99 Boyfriends of Micah Summers by Adam Sass
The Darkness Outside Us by Eliot Schrefer
All Kinds of Other by James Sie
They Both Die at the End by Adam Silvera
History Is All You Left Me by Adam Silvera
More Happy Than Not by Adam Silvera
Grasshopper Jungle by Andrew Smith
Freak Show by James St. James
Ray of Sunlight by Brynn Stein
The Dangerous Art of Blending In by Angelo Surmelis
366 Days by Kiyoshi Tanaka
The Language of Seabirds by Will Taylor
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Wild and Crooked by Leah Thomas
Because You’ll Never Meet Me by Leah Thomas
Spin Me Right Round by David Valdes
Always the Almost by Edward Underhill
Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White
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Betty Buckley, Darren Criss, and More To Headline BROADWAY SERIES In Provincetown
Tony Award-winning Broadway, film and TV legend Betty Buckley, and Emmy and Golden Globe Award-winning actor and singer Darren Criss will headline Town Hall performances as part of a revived and expanded Broadway music series produced by the Grammy and Emmy Award-winning artist John McDaniel and presented by Post Office Cafe & Cabaret and Tin Pan Alley.
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July 21, 2024: Darren Criss
The actor, singer and songwriter Darren Criss first came to the public's attention as an actor and songwriter for the YouTube viral hit “A Very Potter Musical” in 2009. Criss rose to fame soon after on the television musical series “Glee” from 2010 to 2015. His performances of popular songs on that show landed him several times atop the Billboard charts. In addition to an Emmy nomination for “This Time,” a song he wrote for the finale of “Glee,” Criss received Emmy, Golden Globe, Screen Actors Guild and Critics' Choice awards for his lead role as Andrew Cunanan in “The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story” (2018). Criss appeared on Broadway several times including in “How to Succeed in Business…” (2012), “Hedwig and the Angry Inch” (2015), and the 2022 revival of David Mamet's “American Buffalo” with Laurence Fishburne and Sam Rockwell. He recently finished an Off-Broadway run starring as Seymour in “Little Shop of Horrors.” In addition to TV and stage credits, Criss has worked in film, and released several albums of original music and holiday favorites.
So here's the deal. Tolkien is writing about a harrowing quest that stretches the limits of the characters' physical, mental, and emotional capacities, and yet, here and there, you get things like this. Long-ass sentences and longer-ass paragraphs where the narrator is just vibing with the plantlife and the shape of the land. Keep in mind that this is from the point of view of Frodo and Sam in Ithilien, who are frightened, alone, and on a quest that they may or may not come back from.
One might think that this is simply Tolkien vibing with language and description because he's well, Tolkien, but I posit another explanation.
When you are feeling exhausted, or depressed, or overwhelmed, you do not stop taking in your surroundings. Your eyes and ears do not stop working. The things you notice may be different, and your emotions may color your impressions, but who you are is still reflected in what you see, and in this case the plants and the landforms are fitting for hobbits.
But here's another thing! Even if you're depressed and hopeless and just trudging along, from time to time you have these moments when you catch sight of something, and despite your distress, suddenly it's just you and that thing, and you think "wow, how beautiful... how peaceful." Unsurprisingly, it's usually something in nature, because nature has remarkable healing properties.
The effect is described fairly well in Tolstoy's War and Peace, in one of the passages that has always stuck with me. Prince Andrew (or Andrei) is wounded on the field of battle, and it's hell on earth (which is thoroughly described) and then he falls, and sees the wide open sky above, and has a moment with it. Suddenly, everything is sky, and nothing matters anymore. I'll bet that Sam and Frodo had such moments from time to time, such as when they saw the plantlife in Ithilien.
And by the way, someday, if I ever write a battle scene, I am SO using this concept. In fact, imagine Theoden, or anyone else wounded (mortally or not) in the battle of Pelennor Fields having such a moment. Looking up at the sky and thinking "wow... wow... it's so beautiful... and... and this is it."
The concept here is to send in a question or a letter request, and you’ll get a response from your fictional character of choice, from the list below. Please stick to the list I’ve made, but of course, you can ask if there’s some other characters I write for, I don’t always remember all the shows, movies or books I’ve consumed over the years and I’m sure I’m missing a lot 😅
Status: New Characters added - Thursday March 21st, 2024
‘Adventure Time: Fionna and Cake’ Renewed for Season 2 at Max
Max has renewed “Adventure Time: Fionna and Cake” for a second season.
A spinoff of “Adventure Time,” which ran on Cartoon Network from 2010 to 2018, the series follows Fionna (Madeleine Martin) and her sidekick, Cake (Roz Ryan), who find themselves in the crosshairs of a powerful new foe, leaving them with no choice but to seek the help of Simon Petrikov, the former Ice King (Tom Kenny). Other characters from from the original series featured in “Fionna and Cake” include Marshall Lee (Donald Glover), Marceline the Vampire Queen (Olivia Olson), Princess Bubblegum (Hynden Walch) and Finn the Human (Jeremy Shada). The cast also includes Andrew Rannells as Gary Prince, Sean Rohani as Prismo and Kayleigh McKee as the Scarab.
The news comes two months after showrunner Adam Muto told Variety he was unsure whether the show would continue, saying, “It’s in discussion. But the person who greenlit the first season is no longer at Max.”
“My hope is that this series did well enough that they feel like they can invest in future seasons,” he added. “What shape that takes, if that’s a ‘Fionna and Cake’ Season 2 or it’s more of an anthology kind of approach and we focus on another character, is still kind of up in the air … There’s a running list of what we think could work as a series, what we think could work as a miniseries or a special.”
Muto executive produces “Fionna and Cake” with Fred Seibert and Sam Register in partnership with Cartoon Network Studios.
“To know that the show will continue into a second season feels both wonderful and frankly surreal,” Muto said in a statement upon the renewal. “Thanks to ‘Adventure Time’s’ creator Pendleton Ward, the team at Max, the talented cast & crew and the passionate audience who made this possible.”
“As proud stewards of the beloved ‘Adventure Time’ brand, we have been delighted to dig deeper into the world through the ‘Fionna and Cake’ lens,” said Suzanna Makkos, executive vice president of original comedy and adult animation at Max and Adult Swim. “We look forward to following them on the next chapter of their journey!”
“‘Fionna and Cake’ gave us all the familiar joys from the land of Ooo while pushing the ‘Adventure Time’ franchise forward,” said Sam Register, president of Warner Bros. Animation, Cartoon Network Studios and Hanna-Barbera Studios Europe. “Thanks to Adam Muto and his amazing team for bringing us to all new multiverses and rich new levels of charm, fun and heart-filled stories. I can’t wait to see where they take us next."
Summary: Sam and Dean leave on their next hunt, leaving the reader alone with some new faces...
Referenced Episodes: S1 E09 "Home"
CW: Lore building. Additional monster characters are introduced.
Word Count: 4300
Recommended Song: Alone -- Heart
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I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose in irritation, listening to the sounds of footsteps and gentle knocking from my back door. To my dismay, a few former members of my brief pack had chosen to stay behind; the rest had left in the middle of the night, but it seemed a woman who introduced herself as Sasha, the blue heeler dog, and another had chosen to stay and bother me forever.
It had been peaceful the past few days, quiet and relatively innocuous, aside from the occasional attempt at communication. I was steadily growing tired of their attempts at rekindling relations – I didn't want a pack, nor did I want to be responsible for a couple of mutts. Why couldn't they just see that?
"Miss!" came a voice at the back door. "Miss… uh, Alpha..?"
"I'm not your God damn Alpha!" I snarled at the perpetrator, simply wanting them to go away. I didn't recognize his voice as Sasha's, nor the blue heeler's rough voice.
"Alpha we, uh... we've been staying in the bunkhouse. Sasha went to town to get us bedding and groceries. She got you some groceries too since you haven't... left your house... she figured you might want them."
I sighed, praying to God to give me the strength to not shoot this nosy mutt. "I'm fine. I don't need groceries. I need you three to leave. This is my place, not yours," I hissed through gritted teeth. I had spoken to each of them individually throughout the past few days, and none of them seemed to get the hint.
I didn't want to be responsible for others – being responsible for my own actions was enough of a hassle.
"Alpha-"
"I'm not your Alpha!"
For a minute there was silence, but the dog did not retreat. He stayed at the door, patiently waiting. Minutes passed and I was beginning to think maybe he had left, and I just hadn't noticed.
"We don't care," came his soft voice, jarring me out of my thoughts. His voice was smooth, young, but it was coarse and reminded me so much of my uncle, in a way. He had used that same sweet tone and yet didn't take shit from anyone.
"We don't care." He stated again, unafraid of retaliation – his voice, which had been a bit shaky with his first statement, was now firm. "You're the best chance we've got. Booth can fight, I can kinda fight, and Sasha… well, she's purely a pacifist. She nearly starved, y'know. Refused to eat human hearts, always hunted on her own. Booth, too."
There was another long pause and I mulled over the kid’s words. Did they really have nowhere they could go? If that really was the case, I doubted I was their best chance. Finally, I stood slowly, regretting each step I took towards the back door. The cool doorknob seemed to burn my hands as I wrenched it open, startling the boy who stood on my porch.
He was tall and lanky, likely no older than nineteen and appeared as though he had been turned only a few years ago. Maybe when he was sixteen? He had three distinct claw scars on his neck, dipping down into his blue shirt. His hair was fiery red and his eyes a deep brown. Freckles dotted his nose and he had a sweet, gap-toothed grin.
"What's your name?" I asked the shocked boy, eyes brown as tree bark wide and mouth agape. He stammered, opening and closing his jaw like a fish on land.
"Andrew," he eventually managed to stammer out.
I turned away from him, leaving the door wide open and a confused boy in the doorway. "Come on in, Andrew," I invited, struggling to keep the bitterness out of my voice. It didn't appear they were going to leave anytime soon – might as well get to know them.
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I watched in fright, wrapped in only a towel, as a tiny woman rushed around my home with a feather duster gripped tightly in hand.
It had been three days since I had first invited Andrew into my home and now all three had made themselves comfortable. They still stayed in the bunkhouse, but they came and went whenever they pleased.
I had just come home from a hunt, three deer hearts stuffed into a Safeway shopping bag when Sasha had rapidly descended upon me, demanding I clean the blood out of my hair, as this was no way for an alpha to present herself. She claimed it was the job of the pack members to hunt, and after snarling once more, I was immediately sent to the bathtub and told to not come back until I was clean.
Now the small woman was cleaning everything she could touch, muttering about trying to restrain herself for days. Andrew was laughing at the sight of his alpha shell-shocked in a bath towel while Booth sucked on a beer.
The woman dashing around the kitchen couldn't have been much more than five feet tall, maybe an inch give or take. She had short-cropped brown hair, in a pixie cut and blue eyes covered by black wire-frame glasses. She was young, maybe late twenties or early thirties. Sasha, although not a fighter, was already proving to be a valuable mother figure. She was quite OCD about maintaining a clean space, and I had often seen her smacking Booth playfully for dirtying the bunkhouse.
Unlike Andrew and Sasha, Booth was an older dog. His hair was silvering, and his blue eyes had deep worry lines beneath them. He wasn't a particularly tall man, closer to five and a half feet than six. He was squarely built and well-muscled, the perfect picture of a blue heeler. He looked to be in his mid-forties and had a few scars on his arms and legs.
I had grown quite fond of the ragtag pack, even if they were a daily annoyance. They each had unique and charming personalities that I was steadily beginning to love.
"Alpha," piped Andrew with a teasing lilt, earning a glare from Sasha, "if you want her to stop, we can just drag her back to the bunkhouse for you."
"Pipe down, kid," came Booth's lower tone. "She can handle Sasha just fine herself. She don't need us." He took another sip of his beer and Andrew flashed an awkward smile.
The room was quite silent for a while, aside from Sasha's grumbling and hurried movements. I chose to seat myself on the couch beside Booth, selecting a book from one of the many piles on the end table, left there by my uncle. I had refused to touch most of them, out of an odd respect for him – as if he were going to stroll through the front door, plop down on the couch and pick up where he left off. One book still had a bookmark in it that he had left behind, and one of my own less than halfway through; I chose that one and opened it to the page I left off on, careful to avoid his marker.
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The evening was quiet, with each of us enjoying a meal on the couch. Andrew had spent hours cooking; he was quite good at it too, admitting that he hoped to own a restaurant of his own one day, before his attack. My heart wrenched in my chest, knowing he could have had an incredible future outside the world of the supernatural.
"What happened to you?" I asked him, avoiding his gaze as I speared my food. "How'd you get turned?"
Andrew looked down at his plate, his floppy red hair obscuring his eyes briefly. Sasha reached out a hand and placed it on his back comfortingly. He looked lost for a bit before lifting his head and finally answering with a shaky voice, as though he wasn't used to recounting the tale.
"I played basketball in high school. I was on track for getting a scholarship. My hope was to get into a decent school on a sports scholarship and get a culinary degree that way." He paused sucking in a shaky breath. His words were measured and the story sounded rehearsed, as if he’d told it many times.
"I was a junior when it happened, varsity team, and I was doing really well. We were playing a game against a neighboring school and one of their players was getting really aggressive. Apparently, he had been discharged from the hospital recently after a supposed animal attack. Don't know why they decided to let him play.
"This kid was big, and he looked like he had gotten bigger since the last time we played this team. He was meaner too. Nearly cost his team the game a couple of times for being rough with mine." He looked pained at what he said next, hanging his head and setting his fork down loosely on the plate.
"One of my friends was on the team with me. This player got angry with my friend for taking the ball from him. They got into a huge argument in the middle of the court. The big guy said he would see my friend after the game. Threatened him too.
"I told my friend I didn't want him to leave the game alone, so I agreed to walk him to his car, just in case. Bad move on both our parts." He swallowed, his eyes becoming glazed and glued to the ceramic plate at his fingertips. I pursed my lips in thought, imagining the scene he was describing.
"The dude jumped us. He was a dog at the time, but I knew it was him. Same eyes, you know? He attacked my friend first. I tried to fight him off with a bag of my gym clothes if you can believe it.
"I ended up getting knocked out. Don't know why the kid left me. I woke up in the hospital like a day and a half later with a broken leg and some cuts and scrapes... My leg was healing faster than they thought it should. Apparently the kid who attacked us went missing. My friend... didn't make it. As soon as I found out what I was – which wasn't a pleasant experience," I grimaced, noting Sasha and Booth's mixed reactions. The first shift was always the most painful. "–I left home. I was so hungry, but I didn't want to hurt any of my friends or family as he had. Dropped out of school, ran away from home. Ended up with Chikaltio not too long ago. First pack I've ever had."
The room was silent for a bit. The tension was palpable. Many Skinwalkers had stories like that, pure aggression and rage costing them their lives or the lives of their friends. That didn't make it any less difficult to stomach.
I hated that he ended up with Chikaltio, that he hadn't found some better, safer pack to stay with. He had mentioned that Sasha and Booth had refused to eat human hearts but... I doubted that he could avoid the temptation after only a few years of being a monster. He wasn't practiced enough, and I knew his lack of control would haunt him.
Finally, Andrew wiped his eyes and sniffed. He lifted his head and turned to Sasha, who still had a comforting hand resting on his back. "What about you?"
"It's... about what you'd expect," she mumbled and averted her gaze, clearly not as ready to discuss it as Andrew was. "I was in New York with my boss for a company meeting. I was his secretary at the time. I was… I was attacked in an alley, and ended up in the hospital. Lost my job not long after that." She said it all in nearly one breath, spitting it out like poison. Her eyes were glued to the floor as she spoke.
"How'd you lose your job?" Andrew asked softly. Sasha winced and slipped her hand from his back, clasping them so lightly that I was sure her fingers would leave marks on her skin.
"I attacked a co-worker. I don't even remember why. Nearly killed her."
Nobody could think to say anything at that. The woman pulled a pillow to her chest and squeezed it in comfort. It was Andrew's turn to comfort her and she leaned into his touch. The room was heavy with silence as the two younger skinwalkers huddled together, sharing their grief.
Frankly, I didn't know how to comfort them. I wished I had more experience with skinwalkers, more experience with people in general. Being isolated most of my life, for fear that I may hurt someone, had left me... lacking in my ability to build relationships with others.
I turned to Booth expectantly, catching his watery blue eyes. He smelled like saltwater, so clearly like the ocean. It reminded me of the tides crashing over rocks and leaving that damp, stony scent in their wake.
Booth sighed and rolled his head back, so he was staring at the ceiling. "I was in the Navy. Enlisted right outta high school. My first several deployments were on an aircraft carrier, working maintenance - lucky me. Spending every day in a boiler room wasn't my style, but the food was good and that's all that counted at the time.
"I had a... girlfriend of sorts. She'd write to me, I'd write back, she'd send me the occasional picture to prevent me from getting... lonely. " Sasha scoffed at this, obviously not wanting to indulge in such behaviors. Booth turned a lazy glare on her, "I was in my twenties, wanted to live a little."
He continued with a bitter tone, eyes narrowed in slight irritation at the memories that followed. "This girl would come and visit me anytime we stopped by a port in the states, often on the west coast. My parents lived towards the east, so when I was on leave, I stayed with her instead.
"I got a call from her one day and she sounded frantic, talked about getting attacked and some people wanting her to join up with them. I figured someone was trying to get her involved in some cult.
"I applied for leave so I could help her figure out the mess. It was a month before my leave was approved and another before we got to a port I could see her at. She didn't meet me at this port. I had to go lookin' for her." He ran a hand through his graying hair and a few old scars became visible on his thick arms. I wondered if they were from his time of working maintenance on ships, or from his life as a skinwalker.
"I found her at a bar, one frequented by a lot o' sailors. Said she'd been waiting for me. I kept asking her what had happened, and she only told me that it had been silly and if I left with her she'd tell me all about it. That shoulda been my first clue.
"I did leave with her, like the dumbass I was. I knew something was up, but it had been months since I had seen her, so I threw caution to the wind. She was chatting me up like old friends if you coulda called us that. We were... something like that. Not friends, but certainly not strangers.
"We got to our hotel room and I jumped on her almost immediately. I remember she smacked me and growled – it was so strange at the time, sounded almost feral. Then I was being pulled back by a couple other guys. They weren't necessarily bigger than me, but they were certainly stronger. I tried to fight, but there were more of them than there were of me.
"I woke up on the hotel room floor to a maid screaming. She said there was blood and glass everywhere. I barely remember it, but I limped out of there in my blood-covered uniform, hoping to find her as fast as possible."
Booth took a deep breath. His nostrils flared and he clenched his fists, becoming angry just thinking about what happened. "As soon as I stepped onto the street, I felt that hunger for the first time. I went wild and... you can likely get the rest. It hit me not long after just what I had done and what I had become.
"It took me a few months, but I found the bitch. Killed her too, and some of her pack. I went back to the Navy but got court-martialed for desertion. She took my career and my life. I discovered later that the pack in that city liked to bite young girls and have them attack tourists for food. I wasn't their first Navy victim either."
Andrew and Sasha burst into a chorus of apologies and frustrated growls – apparently, they had heard stories such as his before. Booth, not wanting any of their shit, stood and made his way to the kitchen. "I don't need you to say sorry. It was a long time ago. I've lived like this for a while, and yeah, I miss my old life, but I like what I have now a lot better."
He rolled his shoulders and returned to the couch with another full platter of Andrew's cooking, his body language showing he really didn't care anymore about what had happened. Surely it had been years ago, at least a decade, probably more. He had moved on, moved past it, and grown to accept what had happened. I admired that about him – he rolled with the punches.
"And you?" he questioned, turning his glacial eyes to meet mine. His eyes were pale with age, but still quite brilliant and commanded respect.
"I don't have a sob story," I answered, immediately regretting my choice of words. I didn't want to offend, but it seemed none of the others minded my poor word choice. Managing my words was hard after months of no contact. "I was born like this. My dad was second generation. Don't know much about his parents. My mother was a hunter-"
"A hunter?" Andrew interjected. "Like those guys that were with you before?"
"Yeah. Hunters kill monsters," I looked down, playing with a loose string on my ripped jeans – I had been wearing those jeans for years. They were comfortable to shift in, molding easily into my skin.
"Then why didn't they kill us? Are they going to come back?"
I looked up to meet Andrew's worried eyes. Any trace of his previous tears had vanished. "No. I don't think so. They killed the ones that needed it. Most hunters seem to kill any monsters, but a few seem to spare the ones that aren't doing any harm." Andrew nodded at this and sat back against the couch, waiting for me to continue.
"My mom... she was a hunter. She got turned while fighting a supposed werewolf. Turned out to be a skinwalker, like us. She gave up a life of hunting. My uncle helped her eat animals instead of humans. Eventually, she met my dad, fell in love, had me..."
"Why isn't she here now?" Sasha questioned timidly.
"Mom went rogue." I swallowed dryly and leaned back in my seat, folding my arms. It was years ago, and frankly not as painful as it had been. I felt guilty every time I told someone the story – it was my fault she ran out of the house after that fight. "She killed a couple humans. Begged my uncle to kill her."
There was silence for a moment before Booth asked, "Did he?"
I nodded, eyes latched to the ceiling. I remembered crawling out of bed in the middle of the night at the sound of my uncle’s truck, now mine, pulling into the driveway. My father had met him at the door, expecting him to return empty-handed. Instead, he returned with the worst possible outcome.
"Shot her. She said she'd die happy knowing she was put out of her misery by someone she trusted. Told him if he didn't do it, she'd do it herself. My dad left after that. I was seventeen. He said I was of age at sixteen, that I didn't need him anymore. A load of bullshit that was. I lived with my uncle for a long time.” I breathed out a shaky sigh and drummed my fingers against my leg. “About a year ago, he went on a hunt and got himself killed. I think it was a wraith that did it."
"A wraith?"
"Nasty buggers. They've got a spike in their wrists that injects dopamine into their victims. They feed off their brains. I hate those bastards," I muttered, swearing under my breath and drawing my knees to her chest. I rested my head on my knees and closed my eyes. "I got his body back and cremated him. There wasn't a lot to bury. When I first saw him... his skull was cracked open, brain half gone. Could barely see his face - the only way I knew it was him was his scent."
The room was quiet as everyone mulled this over. "What did he smell like?" Andrew asked in an attempt to be supportive.
I inhaled deeply, wishing his scent still lingered in the house. "Saltine crackers and whiskey if you can believe it. He drank a lot, but I never blamed him for it. He never got angry with me, never hurt me. Treated me like his own daughter. If anything, he was more of a bubbly drunk than an angry drunk. The only time I ever saw him angry was after mom died..."
The pack stayed for a while after that, chatting about everything and nothing at the same time. Favorite colors, movies, books, foods (Sasha's, ironically, was chocolate, something she ate even though it now made her sick when she shifted). Eventually they left taking the last of the leftovers with them to the bunkhouse.
The house felt quiet without them. Empty. Colder. It was off how quickly things changed.
Maybe I really was lonely. I didn’t think I was until now.
As I laid in bed that night, I thought about everything we had discussed; my mind was whirling, trying to remember everything about this odd pack that I had unconsciously grown close to. Andrew's vibrant brown eyes and impressive cooking skills. Sasha's love for Glee and odd obsession with Elvis's music. Booth's tired but content face when he finally relaxed enough to lower his barriers.
I smiled to myself as I drifted off. They were slowly becoming family, and I was OK with that.
—
Sasha and I sat at the kitchen bar and watched Andrew waltz around the kitchen like he owned the place, sautéing a chunk of venison as he went. Sasha was practically drooling at the very thought of the raw meat in his hands.
The previous night had marked our first month together as a pack - as a family. In celebration, the group had gone hunting together in the hopes of preparing a celebratory feast. Booth had the messy job of skinning and cleaning our haul.
We had caught rabbit, deer, and even some squirrels as appetizers; Sasha had been kind enough to pull some spices from the garden and get some side dishes from the grocery store. She was lazily tossing a salad, her eyes fixed upon Andrew's dancing form.
I grinned, propping my chin in my hands. We'd have enough food to last two weeks if we didn't gorge ourselves tonight. I couldn't wait to try the rabbit stew Andrew was planning to make in the next few days.
I jumped at the feeling of my phone buzzing in my pocket and scrambled to withdraw it from the denim. A number flashed on the screen that I didn't recognize. I frowned and brought the bulky little phone to my ear anyway.
"Hello?"
"Y/N, hey! It's Sam Winchester."
"Sam! Hi! Hold on just a second," I smiled delightedly, surprised to be hearing from the brothers, and hopped down from my chair. I strode onto the front deck and shut the door behind me, away from the others. "What's up?"
"Dean and I are taking up a case soon, back in our hometown. Our last case was a couple states over from you and we'd be heading right past you. I was wondering-" Sam cut off and there was a commotion from the speaker. "- Sorry, we were wondering if you wanted to join us?"
Hunting? Real hunting, not just guilt by association?
"What kind of case..?" I asked, folding my arms over my chest. Things were finally settling down with the pack, and I really didn't want to be away from them for too long. Frankly, I doubted I'd ever want to be away from them for extended periods
"Uh..." Sam trailed off. I assumed he was asking Dean a question, as I heard the older brother's muffled reply from the other end. "We're thinking a ghost."
"Ghost huh? Don't think I would be much help against one of those, but sure, I'll tag along." I'd never had a case with a ghost – my uncle always brought me on monster hunts, correctly assuming that I'd be more useful to him then. "How far out are you?"
"We'll likely be there in about two days, maybe two and a half. You wouldn't be gone long either."
"Alright. Hurry up and get over here boys," I teased, eager to see them again. After exchanging pleasant goodbyes Sam hung up, leaving me alone in the humid evening air, the sun going down over the tops of the moss-covered trees.
Hello! You may call me Samuel :] (or Sam, Samael, Oroniusn, Oro, I’m not picky!) I decided to redo my introduction post so it was more accurate and elaborate.
I’m a trans man, I’m oriented aroace (romance and sex repulsed/indifferent but it fluctuates at times, when not repulsed I consider myself gay/MLM)
I call myself Transexual, Tranny and a fag, that bothers you feel free to leave your complaints at the door I do not care. All other “old” queer terms fit as well!
My two big special interests are WW1/WW2 history, and survivalist/apocalypse prepping. I’m always down to talk about both. (Especially if you’re also from the United States, the land here is beautiful and I’d love to run off into the woods)
a warning for cannibalism/murder talk on here (both of which I bring up regularly), to get the F&Q out of the way, yes I would eat a person if given the chance, Now moving on!
Currently learning German (A-1? Bordering on A-2? It’s a slow process) and will probably be posting on here in German as a practice when I get better.
American English is my native language (C2)
I’m a practicing Norse Pagan (with Christopagan/Enochian elements mixed in) as well as a Therian/Otherkin (spiritual and mental, depends on the kintype, feel free to ask questions!) I’m generally a very open person when it comes to the paranormal, ghosts, cryptids, curses, demons, I follow a sort of “It’s real until proven otherwise” path. It keeps life interesting.
-DNI-
Supporters of the IDF/Israel or anyone who thinks you can have a neutral stance on the liberation of Palestine
Actually anyone who thinks ANY form of colonization is correct, I don’t want you here
Far right wingers (I’m a socialist, why are you here)
TERFs/SWERFs/TRUSCUM, any of those fuckers, I’ll just block you anyways but might as well add it
“Kill all men” people (I’m a trans dude, once again why are you here?)
Evangelicals, I have no problems with other branches, Y’all are welcome here
Anti-recovery (It’s fine if YOU don’t want to recover, just not if you don’t believe people should recover)
Anyone who is Anti-reclaiming, please do some research on 80’s-90’s queer culture.
-BYF-
I pretty much never check the accounts I interact with before hand, if I broke your DNI it wasn’t intentional (although I tend to find “this fandom dni” type lists stupid as hell)
I can seem very unhinged at times, that’s pretty much my normal (by unhinged I don’t mean “silly” I mean I have little to no moral compass and empathy for others, I also struggle to differentiate right from wrong sometimes)
I also experience paranoia, hallucinations and delusions that can cause me to be irrational. Typically around things like being watched (either by something or by cameras Truman show style) being hunted or an impending sense of doom/feeling that something bad is about to happen.
I struggle with self harm/suicidal thoughts and will occasionally vent on this blog, if you’d like to avoid seeing that block the tags (#tw self harm) and (#tw sui ideation)
A detailed list of fandoms/my interests can be found below!
-Movies/Shows-
Hannibal (the show and all movies, manhunter included)
Saw
Sweeny Todd (2007)
The Crow (1994)
The Thing (1982)
Creature from the Black Lagoon (1954)
Land of the Lost (1974)
Tremors (1990)
Coraline
Star Trek (specifically from 1966)
M*A*S*H (1972)
Dawn of the Dead (2004)
Apocalypse Now (1979)
The Truman Show
Saving Private Ryan (1998)
JoJo Rabbit
All Quiet on the Western Front (1930, the new one is also good however I prefer the original)
Dunkirk
Band of Brothers (2001)
Downfall/Der Untergang
Inglorious Bastards
Full metal jacket (1987)
Zero Dark Thirty (2012)
Look who’s back/Er Ist Wieder Da (political commentary portrayed as comedy my beloved, the book is even better)
(I’m a massive old/war movie fan and I always take suggestions for new ones!! )
-Books-
Maus
Look who’s back
Paradise Lost
Paradise Regained
The Divine Comedy
All Quiet on the Western Front
1984
Animal Farm
Catch-22
Crime and Punishment
Jurassic park
The Lost World
The Book Thief
Hannibal (all four books)
The Hunger Games
(And more)
-Music-
The Crane Wives
Swear and Shake
The Oh Hellos
Hozier
Modest Mouse
Gregory Alan Isakov
Kimya Dawson
Noah Kahan
Iron & Wine
The Mountain Goats
Johnny Cash
Saintseneca
Radical Face
Alex G
Rammstein
Ghost (bc)
Mitski
Mumford & Sons
Fiona Apple
Big Thief
Florence + The Machine
The Hunts
Radiohead
Little Chief
Roar
(And more but this list is already long)
-Games-
FNAF (Been a fan since 2014 baby!)
LOZ (BOTW, TOTK, Skyward Sword and Twilight Princess mainly)
Night in the woods
Fran bow
What remains of Edith Finch
Stardew Valley
MW2
Red Dead Redemption
FAITH: The Unholy Trinity
Fears to Fathom
Red Dead Redemption
(Just the main ones I’ll talk about)
-Misc (Mostly YouTube based stuff)-
Hazbin Hotel (since pre pilot days)
Angel Hare
Local 58
Gemini Home Entertainment
Mandela catalog
Mystery Flesh Pit
Graylock
Vita Carnis
Happy Meat Farms
Welcome To Nightvale
The Magnus Archives
Creep Cast
The Red Thread
-YouTubers-
Wendigoon
ESOTERICA
Jacksepticeye
Markiplier
Sam O’nella
GTLive
Game theory (and all attached channels)
Watcher
HasanAbi
Penguinz0
-Hobbies-
Crochet
Knitting (although I’m not very good yet I do still enjoy it!)
Quilting
Hiking (I love, LOVE being out in nature, I’d die in the city)
Witchcraft
Writing (both my own stories and fan fiction)
Bushcraft
Archery/making bows (I’m not great at it yet but practice makes perfect!)
Art (painting and digital)
Foraging (both for food and medicine purposes)
Folk medicine/medicinal herbs (just small stuff for myself right now, I’m not confident enough in my skills yet)
Herping (I keep a notebook full of native species I’ve found out on my walks, especially snakes)
Collecting bones, pelts, and other animal parts
Bird watching
Hunting/Trapping (I put this in hobbies because I do enjoy doing it, however I only hunt for food and use every part of the animal)
Ooooooooh it's getting warmer and sunnier and the days are getting longer! Yet I still stay inside to read and watch tv and stuff.
……….FILM……….
Pee-Wee's Big Adventure (1985)
Loved it. A comedy that is so generous with the types of humour (sight gags, absurdist stuff, one-lines). Watching it I was thinking "oh this reminds me of watching Elvira" and then Cassandra Peterson shows up in the biker gang! Loved the whole thing.
Lupin III: The Castle of Cagliostro (1979)
I've been meaning to watch this ever since Sam Bosma shared the incredible poster he did. If I didn't know Hayao Miyazaki directed this then I would've spent the entire runtime thinking "whoa real Hayao Miyazaki vibes here." Great standalone film if you know nothing about Lupin III.
……….TELEVISION……….
Fallout (Episode 1.01 to 1.08)
Having never played the games, I was really interested if this series would work for someone like me. It took a bit to connect and it mostly landed. Not bad at all but it hasn't really left a lasting impression.
Succession (3.05 to 4.02)
Can't believe it's almost over. What I appreciate about this series is that it knows the show is at its best when the core trio are together and does everything it can to highlight this. But never forget that they are all awful people. Absolute power corrupts absolutely.
Delicious in Dungeon (Episode 1.14 to 1.17)
This adaptation of the comic continues to be excellent. I hope folks dig the show so much that they decide to read the series as it offers a few more character details that are fun to discover.
X-Men '97 (Episode 1.01 to 1.07)
Wasn't a big fan of X-men (comic or the show) as a kid but heard enough good things that I figured I'd check it out. While I'm not immune to the nostalgia of the intro, I really do think the show is fantastic. The story feels dramatic and just mature enough to allow for great character moments and the animation is top-notch. Really glad I gave this a shot.
……….YOUTUBE……….
Why I (Used to) Hate Video Essays by Extranet Shaquille and Yellow Paint by Caleb Gamman
Just a coincidence but these two unrelated videos both veer away from their main topics to become a study in...media consumption/attention culture/the struggles of existing in our current times.
(Video Essays) VIDEO
(Yellow Paint) VIDEO
……….READING……….
Appointment with Death by Agatha Christie
(Complete)
This feels more like the first Christie book I read (There is a Tide, still my favourite) in that there are twists and turns around engaging characters. Plus the victim was such an engaging villain. Based on the handful I've read so far, I think this would be a good entry point into Christie's works.
A Spectre Haunting: On the Communist Manifesto by China Miéville
(Complete)
After hearing a number of interviews with Mieville I was really excited for this but found the whole thing...frustrating. Maybe I'm not smart enough or maybe I'm not the target audience, but I don't really know who this book was written for. My gut tells me the writing is practically impenetrable unless you have a masters in English and that doesn't feel like the right fit for the subject matter. If brevity is the soul of wit then I'll leave it there and just say that the last couple pages, written clearly and with conviction, did more for me than the previous 150+ pages.
Delicious in Dungeon Volume 13 (and also Volume 6) by Ryoko Kui
(Complete)
Rereading and also catching up on the latest volume! It's nearly over! Volume 13 is the penultimate chapter and I'm still impressed by how consistent the characters, humour, and dedication to theme this series remains. Really really incredible.
……….GAMING……….
Neverland: A Fantasy Role-Playing Setting (Andrews McMeel Publishing)
Tuesday crew is picking off the invading Elves fairly effectively but at what cost? And what are the repercussions of an act like this? Only time will tell. Also you can read all about their adventures here!
Oz: A Fantasy Role-Playing Setting (Andrews McMeel Publishing)
The Mof1 crew continues to dig into the mysteries of the mud banks but might get sidetracked by the fame and fortune of wrestling.
The Long Run by James Acker
Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli
Another Dimension of Us by Mike Albo
Wonders of the Invisible World by Christopher Barzak
Alan Cole Is Not a Coward by Eric Bell
Alan Cole Doesn’t Dance by Eric Bell
The Darkest Part of the Forest by Holly Black
In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan
Felix Yz by Lisa Bunker
Last Bus to Everland by Sophie Cameron
The House of Impossible Beauties by Joseph Cassara
Peter Darling by Austin Chant
Carry the Ocean by Heidi Cullinan
The Love Interest by Cale Dietrich
Half Bad by Sally Green
Half Wild by Sally Green
Half Lost by Sally Green
Heartbreak Boys by Simon James Green
Gay Club by Simon James Green
We Contain Multitudes by Sarah Henstra
Totally Joe by James Howe
After School Activities by Dirk Hunter
At the Edge of the Universe by Shaun David Hutchinson
The Past and Other Things That Should Stay Buried by Shaun David Hutchinson
We Are the Ants by Shaun David Hutchinson
The Five Stages of Andrew Brawley by Shaun David Hutchinson
A Complicated Love Story Set in Space by Shaun David Hutchinson
The Boy Who Couldn’t Fly Straight by Jeff Jacobson
Haffling by Caleb James
The Lightning-Struck Heart by T.J. Klune
A Destiny of Dragons by T.J. Klune
The Consumption of Magic by T.J. Klune
A Wish Upon the Stars by T.J. Klune
The Extraordinaries by T.J. Klune
Flash Fire by T.J. Klune
Heat Wave by T.J. Klune
The House in the Cerulean Sea by T.J. Klune
Openly Straight by Bill Konigsberg
The Bridge by Bill Konigsberg
Destination Unknown by Bill Konigsberg
The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee
Two Boys Kissing by David Levithan
Every Day by David Levithan
Boy Meets Boy by David Levithan
How to Repair a Mechanical Heart by J.C. Lillis
Take a Bow, Noah Mitchell by Tobias Madden
When Ryan Came Back by Devon McCormack
Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston
Fraternity by Andy Mientus
The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller
The Art of Starving by Sam J. Miller
Hero by Perry Moore
I’ll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson
More Than This by Patrick Ness
Junior Hero Blues by J.K. Pendragon
The City Beautiful by Aden Polydoros
When Everything Feels Like the Movies by Raziel Reid
Kens by Raziel Reid
Jack of Hearts by Lev A.C. Rosen
Camp by Lev A.C. Rosen
Carry On by Rainbow Rowell
Wayward Son by Rainbow Rowell
Rainbow Boys by Alex Sanchez
Rainbow High by Alex Sanchez
Rainbow Road by Alex Sanchez
So Hard to Say by Alex Sanchez
The 99 Boyfriends of Micah Summers by Adam Sass
The Darkness Outside Us by Eliot Schrefer
All Kinds of Other by James Sie
They Both Die at the End by Adam Silvera
History Is All You Left Me by Adam Silvera
More Happy Than Not by Adam Silvera
Grasshopper Jungle by Andrew Smith
Freak Show by James St. James
Ray of Sunlight by Brynn Stein
The Dangerous Art of Blending In by Angelo Surmelis
366 Days by Kiyoshi Tanaka
The Language of Seabirds by Will Taylor
Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas
Wild and Crooked by Leah Thomas
Because You’ll Never Meet Me by Leah Thomas
Spin Me Right Round by David Valdes
Always the Almost by Edward Underhill
Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White
From all songs in HB that Sam Haft composed I only like one that is Moxxie's bad trip. But two songs I like more and I bet we all can agree they hit much harder than anything Haft composed these are "loo loo land" and "House of asmodeus" and no wonder why, Sam Haft didn't compose them, loo loo land was composed by Parry Gripp while house of asmodeus by Andrew R. Butler. No wonder why oops song composed by sam haft even though it had alex brightman on vocals sucked ass.
I liked the Moxxie song and You Will Be Okay, but goddamn, how long has it been since we've had a song in HB by anyone that was even close to that good?
‘Glee’ alum Darren Criss ready for National Christmas Tree Lighting ahead of Wolf Trap
His breakthrough role arrived on Fox’s “Glee” before winning an Emmy Award on FX’s “American Crime Story.”
This week, actor and singer Darren Criss performs live at the National Christmas Tree Lighting Ceremony on The Ellipse outside the White House on Thursday night.
“This is my first year doing this particular event,” Criss told WTOP. “I’ve been lucky enough in my career to have done a number of things for the Bidens. That is a low-key humble brag. They haven’t decided to kick me off the invite list yet, but there’s still room! I could really biff it at the White House.”
He joins a star-studded lineup of Mickey Guyton, Dionne Warwick, Joe Walsh, Ledisi and St. Vincent.
“It’s a pretty cool list, man,” Criss said. “I just saw the list and I don’t know who printed the ad mat, but there’s no world in my mind where I would ever appropriately be anywhere higher or before the likes of St. Vincent, Renee Rapp. … When your name is with the likes of Joe Walsh, Dionne Warwick and many more, you can’t help but just have a huge wave of imposter syndrome.”
After that, “A Very Darren Crissmas” hits The Barns at Wolf Trap in Virginia on Saturday and Sunday.
“We’re just going from town to town spreading holiday cheer, man,” Criss said. “A lot of people put out holiday albums … just playing the very well-known songs. … My main goal in life is not necessarily as a performer but more like a curator. … If I had it my way, my Christmas album would have been 100 songs that no one’s ever heard of, but because I’m not a fool, I toe the line between familiar stuff but I do it in an unfamiliar way.”
Born in San Francisco in 1987, Criss grew up in loving “Star Wars,” “Transformers” and The Beatles. He pursued the arts as a theater major at the University of Michigan, performing in “Pride & Prejudice” and “A Few Good Men” before founding StarKid Productions to produce his own shows. That included the Harry Potter production “A Very Potter Musical,” which actually landed songs on the Billboard charts.
After appearing on the ABC series “Eastwick,” Criss’ big break came on Fox’s “Glee” (2010-2015), playing transfer student Blaine Anderson, who eventually married Kurt Hummel. Criss started out singing Katy Perry’s “Teenage Dream” and ended by writing the Emmy-nominated song “This Time” for the series finale.
“‘Glee’ was incredibly popular and progressive,” Criss said. “I lucked out and won the golden ticket because when I joined that show, it already had a significant degree of attention where one of the most popular characters was Kurt, somebody who was making waves … in the queer dialogue amongst popular culture, the conversation of gay teens and representation of queer people on mainstream, linear, network television.”
He reunited with Ryan Murphy to play the killer Andrew Cunanan in “American Crime Story: The Assassination of Gianni Versace” (2017), beating out Antonio Banderas, Benedict Cumberbatch, Jeff Daniels, John Legend and Jesse Plemons to win the Emmy for Best Actor in a Limited Series.
“Actors wait a whole lifetime for parts like that,” Criss said. “This horrible thing happened because of a guy who happened to kind of look like me and be kind of my age and ethnicity. … Twenty years later, how do we make sure those tragedies don’t end up as these horrible things? To bring light to a darkness by illuminating the things around those tragedies, the other themes that led to how and why these things happened.”
On stage, his Broadway roles include replacing Daniel Radcliffe in “How to Succeed in Business without Really Trying” (2012), replacing Neil Patrick Harris in “Hedwig and the Angry Inch” (2015) and joining Sam Rockwell and Laurence Fishburne in the revival of David Mamet’s play “American Buffalo” (2022).
“I’ve really gotten to check a lot of boxes in what I believe to still be the earlier part of life and career, boxes that I really did always dream of and worked hard to get to,” Criss said. “Now onto Christmas baby!”
supernatural s14e1 stranger in a strange land (w. andrew dabb)
pre-ep recap being ac/dc shot down in flames much better fit than metallica's nothing else matters from 13x01 vibe-wise and matching the pace of the clips. good job, guys. and smooth segue to it being on in the car
s14e1 / the matrix
wtf jackles, what is this speaking voice/cadence. reminds me of keanu reeves?? usually when i make really out there sound associations, i'm a little high. but that is not the case today. he's acting more like an agent than neo, but getting the keanu vibes :p i can't think of what movie specifically i'm thinking of. the devil's advocate and constantine are the other two keanu movies i've seen a bunch, but i dunno
never good when i'm pulling a clip in the first few minutes 🥴 gonna be a 2-3 day watch i'm guessing.
also don't really understand the styling choices. i get that it helps make a big visual difference between michael and dean, but like. dude wasn't dressing like this old timey fancy man with a flat cap in the au world. is this 20s-ish? never seen peaky blinders but this seems kinda similar? reading about collar pins and bars now. lol
is this the grief beard i've heard about. well maintained, if so
MARY
Sam, we’re gonna find him. Ketch is working that thing in London. Castiel is in Detroit. I know it’s been three weeks since Dean… Something will break. It has to.
SAM
Yeah. Yeah, you keep saying that.
so like why does sam need to be in charge and involved in this vampire thing with this bunker full of people? they were fully self organized and fighting before they came here. even if sam is de facto leader for whatever reason; delegate, my guy. no help to anyone if you're not sleeping. call jody in, i bet she could talk some sense into him. also vaguely funny that we're all Team Family Go! but the family i connect with the most for them is jody and her girls
CASTIEL
Does any demon know where Dean Winchester is?
KIPLING
I’m sorry, did you just say you lost a Winchester? Because, one -- that’s… interesting. And, two, how is that you lost Dean? I thought the two of you were joined at the…
[Kipling glances down in a suggestive way.]
…you know, everything.
in a way i wish i could have watched this without any knowledge of fandom because my knee jerk response is, ew. because i just don't see anything between dean and cas, i have a hard time grasping they're even close, i've just tried to accept it because the show tells us all the time. but maybe i could have come around to it more if i didn't know about the screaming zeitgeist that is destiel. or maybe i'd have the same reaction, i don't know. but anyway perpetually disgruntled knowing that my reaction is always colored somewhat due to fandom. i try to watch objectively but i know my feelings on things outside the show color my feelings of stuff inside the show
oh, cas. what have you gotten yourself into this time.
mmmk
SISTER JO
Why would he say “yes” to you?
MICHAEL
Love.
short and sweet
man i know jackles is trying to do something different but i do not enjoy the way he's speaking as michael. ok now i'm getting umm. brad pitt in interview with the vampire?? like when he's talking to what's his face. for the interview. lol. christian slater! kind of slow, flat fairly emotionless narration.
um. how in the world is nick's soul in his vessel? didn't crowley remake it or whatever? or did he not die at any point in the ... 7 years intervening between lucifer dumping him in s5 and getting popped back in during s12
from 12x13
CROWLEY
I managed to pervert that spell. So your essence wasn't sent back to the cage, but instead, we found your discarded vessel a few years ago… repaired it, improved it, making it a fitting final home for the real you.
whatever, man. nothing makes sense to me anymore. also thinking about jimmy novak called being possessed by castiel like "being chained to a comet" - for all those years
NICK
Ow. I don't get it. I don't understand how Lucifer could die and I could live.
SAM
Yeah, um… I think that maybe it's because the archangel blades were made to kill the archangel inside a-and not the person they, uh --
NICK
Possesses and uses to almost end the world twice?
sure. SURE. that makes sense. not at all how anything else ever works on this show, but sure! i mean, i love mark pellegrino too but come on, guys.
SAM
Stop saying that, please.
MARY
What?
SAM
“It's gonna be fine,” that everything's gonna be fine, we're gonna find Dean, and --
MARY
We are.
SAM
You don't know that. Dean's gone, and we have no idea where he is or -- or if he's even still alive. You know, Michael could have… burned him out or… worse, and…
MARY
I know. I know he's out there, scared and alone. I know. I know he might never come back. Never think I don't know that.
But -- I can't -- I have to think about the good, Sam, because, if I don't, I will drown in the bad. For Dean's sake, I can't do that. We can't do that.
that's fine and reasonable but it's also reasonable that sam doesn't want to hear a baseless placation.
jack getting a grandpa bobby now too apparently
completely zoning out on this demon monologuing. why did they bring the girl along who isn't a hunter. what happened to the devil's trap bullets? and couldn't they make the bullets made out of the angel blades they had on the au world? because with all the dead angels they surely must have a stockpile. wouldn't get this several minute action sequence with fake tension though so
SAM
Enough!
There will be no new King of Hell. Not today. Not ever. And if anybody wants the job, you can come through me. Understood? (breathing heavily) So, what's it gonna be?
lol okay
SAM
It's the -- It's the magic egg that kicked Lucifer out of the President. I thought we could use it on Michael, but -- Ketch can't find it. So, that's another dead end, which is just awesome.
i'm glad the show remembered because i completely forgot about that thing. thanks for preemptively ruling it out
CASTIEL
Sam, are you all right?
SAM
Yeah, I've been better. I've been worse. You?
CASTIEL
I'm -- I'm just sorry. I should never have gone to those demons.
SAM
Cass, I -- No, I-I-I don't blame you. I… Honestly, I-I wish I'd have thought of it first. If it meant finding Dean, I-I'd work with -- I'd do anything.
❤️ take what i can get. (still need to sleep, sammy)
MICHAEL
Now, you -- you know exactly what you want. You don't pretend to want to help people or save the world. Your want is pure and simple and clean. And that's why you are worth saving. That's why we are going to work so well together. Because you -- you just want to eat.
LOL what. michael loves vampires!
!! omg lol i just reread my 13x23 with my whole "can't kill michael now that he's wearing dean" is that the whole reason we get pellegrino back as nick, so we can find out that archangel blades don't kill the vessel?? 😂