#anyway i'm going to hunt him for sport anyone want to come ?

[drawnecromancy]

Nielle de Fumeterre, or as I like to call him, Hélianthe being a fucking liar.

#digital art #digital painting #art #vampire #fantasy art #oc art #my art #hélianthe et atropa #he's supposed to have brown eyes when impoersonating Nielle but shhhhhhhhh i wanted to draw him with his normal eye color #anyway i'm going to hunt him for sport anyone want to come ? #i'm putting this in the tags bc i don't like writing negative things about my art but : that process was VERY frustrating when i had to #add the colors #so i probably won't try that painting method again.... ? #i don't particularly feels like it's gaining anything from the usual way i do it #if it had been significantly faster i wouldve shrugged and said eh i'll get better at the color thing and be less frustrated with time #but rn i think it's about the same time as how i usually do it so #shrugs!

[tenaciousduckpoetry]

ii. Caught in a Web

Previous Chapter here

Warnings: angst, reader isn't a good person, gender neutral, alluding to reader being morally grey, potential love triangle

A/n: 42 Miles is in bold.

"I just need to get home-"

You rolled your eyes.

"My dad is going to die!"

"And?" Your voice was filled with venom. Miles was so desperate. You were beginning to enjoy the pleading, panicked look in his eyes when he finally realised that you could care less in the moment. You offered a small smile, yet it wasn't comforting. "It's not my problem if your fucking dad dies." Your words came out harsh. The mention of Miles' dad had you glancing towards the other Miles, your Miles. He was hard to read, but with his brows furrowed and lips turned down, head tilted up, you knew your comment affected him in one way or another. You attempted to change the subject away from his dad. "You still haven't told us why you're here, Miles."

There was another flash of panic. What would happen if he mentioned the multiverse? The fact that there were people after him, lots of people whom would probably mistake the other Miles for himself. "I already told you! Please, I'm just trying to get home!" He groaned out, growing frustrated and annoyed, "I was trying to get home, and I ended up in the wrong universe." He finally admitted.

You weren't surprised. You figured that much out already. From the moment you saw him, to the moment you punched him in the face. Why else would Miles have a doppleganger? You seemed to be lost in your thoughts for a moment when your Miles spoke up.

"You work for someone?" He rose a brow, glancing towards the spandex suit his carbon copy was wearing before looking back into his eyes.

"No- no. Yes? No. Maybe." He stumbled over his words. "Listen, a bunch of other people like me are going to come find me. So, if you don't let me go you both are going to get in the middle of it." He tried to reason.

It looked as if you weren't listening, a cloudy look in your eyes. You were studying Miles so intensely. It felt like you had known him your whole life, and while you had known him in his universe, you didn't here. The feeling was uncomfortable and unexpected, something that left you with a subtle sense of curiousity to learn more about this undiscovered version of your best friend.

"Is our- sorry, your dad.. y'know?"

You quickly looked up to Miles, seeing the hesitant look in his eyes before he nodded. "Yeah. Place has gone to shit ever since." Miles frowned. "Mamá has been picking up more shifts at the hospital too." He figured as much. Maybe Miles wasn't as bad as he originally thought?

All while chatting up a storm with the alternate version of himself and you, he was working on the ties that held him to the punching back. He had gotten them loose enough to tug now. All Miles wanted was to get out of the restricting ropes that were now burning his wrists.

Your eyes ran from his face down to his arms. You then turned to your friend. "We could untie him.." you whispered, "What's he going to do anyway? He doesn't have a phone or a watch.. he can't contact anyone. Maybe he can help?"

You watched as his eyes widened. You were right. He couldn't contact anyone, and even if he wanted to fight his right shoulder was pretty banged up from his chase with Miguel. He heard the sigh that slipped past his doppelgangers frown and the quiet curse that followed.

They're going to let me go! The thought left as quickly as it came.

"Fuck. Okay."

You smiled.

"We're not letting you go. You're going to help us first, then we'll talk about freedom."

You knew he would agree with you, one way or another at the least. You moved around to where Miles was bound to the ever swaying punching bag. "You try anything and I'll hunt you down for sport, yeah?" Your words sounded so sincere, so Miles just agreed. He didn't want that to happen. Your hands brushed against his, inspecting the rope burn before you began to tug the loosened chords free.

Miles hissed as he fell to the floor, body glitching in a horrid fashion. Flashes of green, blue and red protruded from his body as he clutched his stomach. His mind flashed back to the moment of his first mission in Alchemex with Peter.

'Your cells are deteriorating as we speak. That must be so painful.'

Your brows raised and you almost felt pitiful. "You really aren't from here are you?" It was rhetorical. Your arm looped under his. You were quite strong, stronger than he expected as you helped pull himself up from the floor. There was a sudden urge to help him but you weren't entirely sure why. You chalked it up to the fact that he looked like your friend.

"What was that?" Miles spoke up. He looked at you and you almost went to open your mouth and answer until Miles beat you to it. "My atoms are deteriorating.." He sounded out of breath. Out of instincts you brought him over to the couch, helping him sit. For someone who had threatened to kill him just minutes earlier, you were being quite caring now.

Now being on the couch, Miles was able to finally take in his surroundings. Those speakers.. the purple couch, the red punching bag. This was his tio's place. "He's alive.." he muttered under his breath, eyes shutting for a moment to hold back any unshed tears that threatened to spill.

You and Miles squinted at him. Miles went to speak before there was a sudden knock at the door.

"I got it." You spoke quietly, nodding towards Miles who gave a small nod back. You walks towards the door as quietly as possible. You looked through the peep hole and your eyes widened. You turned back to Miles, shaking your head quickly.

"I know someone's in there!" The voice bellowed. That wasn't uncle Aaron's voice, Miles wasn't sure what to think anymore.

You moved back to Miles, watching as the other Miles stood up. You pulled your mask back over your face, watching as the two boys followed in suit.

"You take Miles. I'll take care of this." The prowler spoke, voice changed slightly deeper now that the mask was on.

"No- no. I'm not leaving you here. Something could happen-" Your sadistic tone from before turned into one of concern. So you really did care for him.. Miles smiled slightly, lost in his own thoughts until a bang came from the door. He jumped slightly. Why were his spider senses not helping?

"I'm not taking no for an answer. You need to watch Miles, make sure he doesn't try leaving just yet." He huffed out.

You went to object again, only to stop yourself halfway. You nodded. "Okay.. Be safe. Meet at the spot when you're done." You hummed.

You then turned towards Miles, your look sour again. You had practically began to drag him to the window. Shoving him onto the fire escape. He was shocked by your strength once again, however wasn't surprised at how pushy you were.

"You ready to fly?"

#hobie brown #dewdropwrites #x reader #astv headcannons #astv hobie #astv x reader #astv peter #astv miles #astv pavitr #astv spoilers #miles morales x reader #miles morales

[fictionalmenaremytype]

The way my Wednesday now starts with watching the new percy jackson episode twice is crazy. Anyways:

!!!!!!!!!!PERCY JACKSON SHOW SPOILERS!!!!!!!!!

IT IS THE WATERPARK EPISODE WOOOOOH!!!

- the opening shot of the first percy pov coming out from the water with the arch and the helicopter...oh he knew he had fucked up.

- Grover and Annabeth being watched by the fates and police was crazy. I love how Grover is worried about the current moment and Annabeth is worried about the future it really reinforces the whole "six steps ahead".

- Percys little "hi" love it after he leaps over the barricade like he's just doing parkour.

- Annabeth hugged him aww but he's so confused...he didn't even hug her back rude.

- "surprise"

- "I think this quest may be harder than we thought" No percy it's harder than you thought.

- "I'm the last person to realise this aren't i" "yeah" yeah you are...you usually are but that's fine.

- HE REALLY THOUGHT IT WAS ABOUT THE HUG!!! GOOD SIR, YOU ALMOST DIED LIKE THREE TIMES THE THING SHE'S ACTING WEIRD ABOUT IS BECAUSE SHE'S SCARED!! YOU WAS JUST HUNTED FOR SPORT BY A CHIMAERA DUDE OMG.

- the way "Ares! God of Warrrrrr" played in my head bc of the musical

- they pop up from behind the wall awwww

- Ares is low-key kind of cool icl...

- "That's my cousin."

- THE TWITTER FIGHT OMG I LOVE HIM HES SO FUNNY WHAT.

- fuck Gabe dude so rude of him.

- Annabeth is so smart suspecting everyone I love her oh my god!!!

- "there's no fear in you is there?" Annabeth just shakes her head like nope no fear

- Ares I know the story of Kronos eating your family is traumatic but please don't use twelve year olds as your therapists.

"We will push anyone down a flight of stairs to get ahead." That's almost what Percy said at the choosing ceremony when he was picking Annabeth...that seems like too much of a coincidence that Ares would just randomly pick that analogy...

- "like forgot it on the merry-go-round?" I NEED A FANART OF ARES ON THE MERRY-GO-ROUND

- Grover!! BE CAREFUL!

- waterland is terrifying but istg if Disney made a waterland, I'd go so much.

- OMG ANNABETH HAS NEVER SEEN A FILM WHAT

- "we gotta fix that"!!!! OH MY GOD THIS JUST ADDS TO BOTL WHERE PERCY IS WITH RED AND ANNABETB CAME SO THEY COULD GO TO THE CINEMA OMG.

- "maybe he finds them amusing" she's trying to mirror his make a joke to calm a situation from the arch but it just didn't work bless her.

- she's so smart omg. But she gets distracted by how cool it is aww. He's so grumpy haha.

- Ares' laugh just sounds like a panto villain's

- Grover reasoning being a fan of Ares is so cool I really love what they've done with his character in this. If I'm honest Grover was kind of annoying to me when I first read the books but he's one of my favourites in this.

- I love how the episode is titled A God Buys us Cheeseburgers but thay haven't actually eaten a cheese burger.

- Annabeth is just being a nerd and Percy is like omg can we please stay focused. Annabeth finding everything fascinating is perfect.

- OH MY GOD THERES A TWISTER I LOVE TWISTERS

- "Don't you even try and tell me not to be weird about this." "I didn't say anything." "I can feel you thinking it." Percy is definitely going to be wondering if Annabeth can read minds like he can control water.

- Percy being sassy again.

- "WHAT IS LOVE" I cackled oh my god this was the same level of humour as pina colada in the elevator...if you know you know

- THOSE LIGHTS ARE SO PRETTY.

- Hera's silhouette dancing and then baby Hephaestus dancing too

- Percy didn't want to offend Annabeth :(

- Annabeth defending Sally!

- OMG THEY HAVE SO SET THIS UP TO BE A POSSIBLE AMUSEMENT RIDE!!!

- JESUS HEPHAESTUS DO YOU HAVE TO TRY AND KILL PEOPLE OH MY GOD

- I kind of wish we got a clearer shot of what actually happened underwater...can Annabeth not swim?? Or was it just the current??

- "I'm figuring this out as I go" same

- Oooh this is different to the booooks I like it.

- "I hate kids all of them I hate my own kids." Poor Clarisse.

- Ares sounds like that one teacher at school who hates children.

- not Grover and Ares just shutting on Athena lmao. "If she's so smart explain the owl, she talks it all the time...its her best friend." "And me, no owl" he's so annoyed about the owl lmao!!

- ooh Grovers "you found the lightning thief." Really sets up his traitor arc...

- "You're not pushing me into the stairwell again." "Yes I am" this and the consensus song are going to be running jokes you can just tell!

- aww Annabeth would sacrifice you Percy but now she's starting to see you as her friend and its harder now.

- "You're better at this than me but you just are and you know it." Aww

- HE GIVES HER HIS PEN FOR THE SECOND TIME WITH NO TRICKS OMG PERCABETH IS HAPPENING.

- "I need you to promise me something" "I'm not leaving the underworld without your mom." She didn't even hesitate!

- "Thank you...I was gonna say when this quest is done can you maybe swing back here and try to get me outta this thing?" "You think you had to ask?" "Just making sure."

- Annabeth don't cry. It's a bit late to decide its a bad idea.

- "it's okay...I'm okay...I'm-" Ahhhhhhh I'm crying no come on Annabeth you've got this keep it together.

- QUEEN STARTS REVERSING THE COGS OMG.

- Hephaestus go away she's busy.

- why does Hephaestus remind me of Sir Didymus from labyrinth ??

- Annabeth having the revelation that having to work for love isn't normal. Hephaestus seeing that the bond Percabeth have isn't like his and Aphrodite's

- CAN WE TALK AVOUT THE VISUAL EFFECTS OF THE GOLD CREEPING OH MY GOD THATS SO COOL WHAT!

- awwww "You're a good kid annabeth" that's definitely like the only compliment like she's gotten from anyone that isn't Luke or Chiron

- LEAH LOOKS SO SMALL CARRYONG THAT SHIELD!!

- that looks really heavy oh my god.

- "where's our ride?" Proceeds to show a dingy lorry.

- yes Percy you tell Ares who's boss.

- "thank you for the emotional abuse and the Cheeseburgers"

- Grover you detective you're a genius!!!

This episode was so good and I'm so glad we didn't have to the mechanical spiders in Waterland bc they scare me everytime!!!

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians #percabeth #pjo #annabeth chase #pjo series #grover underwood #pjo tv show #leah sava jeffries #aryan simhadri #walker scobell #waterland

[f0point5]

Hi! Hope you are well lovely!

Just the 'crazy Zionist bitch who gets shat on from lewis fans for not believing he's a God almighty and thinking lando is okay for buying a fucking drink as if half these bitches arent probs supporting some future anti public belief at any hot moment but are contradictory bitches' lol. Just here to say you are the only person that doesn't make me feel crazy, you'll debate me (in the past) and give your thoughts and it's overall just a positive vibe. You aren't rude, I'm not rude, we're being humans treating eachother with respect and that's hard as fuck to come by these days so I just wanted to say thanks. I never feel crazy or like I'm about to be witch hunted with you it makes me feel safe.

Much love from the 44 fan but lewis hater 😘 (and lance girlie, can't forget my little man)

P.s I've actually become more of a max fan than I have of lewis in general, Max is just less chaotic and also I've discovered dts and lewis fans really have painted him as this horrible villian who's a cunt but in reality, man plays Fifa (idk I'm not into gaming other than mincraft on the old ipod touch) and has cats. Dudes not all that harmful, on track he's a devil (not so anymore cause man's 20sec ahead of anyone) in previous years and is a harsh racer but aren't they all? Man just stays out of the spotlight and doesn't crave it. Feels refreshing from a top dog in the sport. Does his job does it well and goes home to the cats and is a cat dad 🥹

Anyway it's literally 50 mins past midnight so I'm gonna stop being delirious and go to sleep!

Lots of love as always x

Lol when the pendulum swings people gonna be deleting these tweets so fast 😂 mostly because they don’t actually believe anything they just want to be part of the “group”.

You are most welcome! It’s really nice to know there are some chill people still out there because trust me I feel crazy every time I log on to Twitter or even Instagram 🫶

Yeah Max gets an undue amount of hate for doing what he loves and only that. His level of unbothered sets the standard. Blinders on, visor down, let’s go to work. Nothing better for the sport than a certain amount of drivers with that attitude, and ones who aren’t afraid to stick to that publicly

[angel-thoughts-dump]

I want to ask. How come spike doesn’t get nearly the amount criticism and hate angel does? Like I never see anyone hate or criticize spike.

oh anon I wish I knew! but I've only started to get somewhat into the fandom this year, and it also surprised me how much easier it was to find harsh criticisms on angel than spike

I can try to think of reasons, tho (also bc I just like to talk about these characters).

But first I have to say I'm never going to judge the morals of characters as if they were a real person, I'm just trying to imagine why other people might like to interact/interpret them in that way.

So I'm thinking of some aspects of angel's character that could trigger a gut reaction of rejection that then gets turned into : "this character is a bad person for this and this and that"

Age difference with Buffy. I completely get why people could get icky with angel bc of this, if I saw a 26 year old dating a 16 year girl in real life I would too. Spike and Buffy also have a big age difference but at least when they start to get closer around s5 Buffy is above 18, had more romantic experiences... and we never know at what age Spike was turned so that might make it easier to overlook

Angel was a mess as a human. We don't actually get a lot of context on how the life of Spike and Angel was before getting turned, but what we see of Angel is that he was in a very low point in his life, getting drunk all the time, starting fights, sleeping with different women every night... we never see what got him to that point except for a very strict bad father, but again, if I saw a real man act like that my gut reaction would be to stay far away to avoid trouble. Spike was also a troubled human, but we never saw him act outwardly violent toward others in the scenes before he got turned into a vampire

Angelus vs Angel Vampires are shown to change their personalities with experiences just like humans, but the soul allows them to care about others. Angel with and without a soul changes drastically, instead we see Spike go through a more linear sort of character growth, because without the soul he had the chip, the obsession with Buffy, and then the support of Buffy and the company of her group that gave him a purpose. Since Angelus didn't have any of those things but instead people hunting him down that made him act even more violent in retaliation, we never got to see the more human side of Angelus as we did with Spike with no soul. Neither, a possible explanation for other issues because the show is very loose on the soul and demon lore.

Angel overprotectiveness given that a big chunk of the fans are women I'm listing this too. Angel's self-esteem issues have him thinking that if someone has to get hurt, it better be him bc he doesn't matter anyway, but this translates into him trying to take on things on his own and trying to protect Buffy in a way that can be annoying to watch with the perspective of living as women because we often get looked on as less capable. Plus, Buffy was younger at that time. Spike doesn't do this, at least not nearly as much, he prefers to follow Buffy's lead always

idk there are probably more stuff I'm not thinking of right now. Also, I don't know if there's some historical reasons for this disparity of criticism in the fandom.

But what I take away from this is that humanity always likes to pick different things that developed under similar circumstances or that serve a similar purpose but ARE different, to pin them against each other, the same way piking a team in a sport game makes you enjoy watching the game more. I think the show took advantage of this fact to do a last catch of "what vampire with a soul is best for Buffy" in the finale when they made angel visit and Buffy drop the cookie dough line, even if the sole romantic interest at that point in the story had been spike for at least 2 seasons. And that also could go into the list of reasons people got annoyed with Angel lol

#thinking about this was fun actually thanks for the anon! #idk if anyone has more theories or wants to add anything feel free

[bustyasianbeautiespod]

Episode 27 Transcript: Cas and Andy A.K.A. The Backseat Boys

[intro guitar music]

G: Hello, my name is Grey.

C: And my name is Crystal.

G: And this is Busty Asian Beauties, the Supernatural commentary podcast where I, someone who has seen this show several times…

C: And I, someone who really knows the show through social media, discuss every single episode of Supernatural from start to finish. Also, we are both Asian.

G: Both Asian!

So for today's episode, we will be discussing Season 2, Episode 5: “Simon Said,” written by... Ben Edlund! Directed by Tim Iacofano.

C: Is this Bedlund’s first episode?

G: Yes, it's- I think it's Bedlund's first episode.

C: Ugh. I wish they fired him afterwards, but I guess at least we got 6x20 out of it.

G: I don't- like, I mean, I think we'll get into it later, but you don't like this episode for very specific reasons.

C: I hate this episode. [laughs]

G: Yeah, I don't share the sentiment, so-

C: Yeah.

G: But I don't really like the episode, so I'm not gonna argue for it that much, so if someone is out there being a die-hard fan of this episode, [laughs] there's no representation for you in this podcast.

C: Yeah, sorry, you should probably come back next week.

G: Yeah, sorry! [laughs] Yeah.

So, before going in, Crystal, what did you know about this episode?

C: I knew that we were going to meet Andy, who is a weed-smorking boyfriend with mind control powers, but- he's another one of the psychic kids, but he's generally chill and doesn't want to hurt anyone. I also knew that he had an evil twin, and also that when Sam and Dean find him, like, they're both sort of trying to find evidence that Sam can be good or is destined to be evil, and that's sort of the underlying emotional current.

-

G: Okay, so we start with this man walking down the street. He's very jolly, he's saying hi to people. His name is Dr. Jennings. And it seems to be, like, a small town where people all know each other. His cell phone rings, and he picks it up, and then we- while on the call, we start seeing visions of something, that something being Dr. Jennings shooting down a place. He hangs up and goes to- a gun shop, I guess? Well, it's not a gun shop. It's like, just a shop with guns in it, which was shocking to me.

C: Yeah, apparently it's a sports equipment shop, so I guess if you're in a state where [overlapping] hunting is a common sport, it would just be a section in the store.

G: Yeah, I guess so. And Dr. Jennings comes up to a guy and asks to look at a gun. At first, the guy hesitates, because I guess Dr. Jennings isn't the type to go hunting, but he gives him the gun anyway. A turkey-hunting gun. And Dr. Jennings is, you know, looking at the gun and everything, acting all casual, and asks for what the shells for this gun is. And the man gives it to him, and then he starts loading up the fucking gun! And at first, the man stops him because this is illegal, but Dr. Jennings shoots the guy. And then shoots himself. And as we see the blood splatter of Dr. Jennings's head, we fade into Sam standing over a sink, washing his face. I love the visual of like, when someone is in distress, they wash their face. [laughing]

C: [laughing] Yeah.

G: Yeah. Like, of course he's washing his face in this moment.

C: Yeah. He's running his wet hands through his wet hair. Like, go girl.

G: Sam is in distress. He obviously just saw this vision. Dean... comes into the bathroom?! [laughs] What a weird scene. Why not lock your door, Sam?

C: He was just washing his face? Yeah, you lock the door if you pee, and you keep the door unlocked if you're just washing your face to have a hot girl breakdown.

G: So Dean comes in the bathroom, and he's like, "Oh, zip-zip Sammy, we have to go," and he notices that Sam is not okay, and he goes, "Oh. What is happening?"

C: [laughing] Also, when Dean comes in, you see him through the reflection in the mirror, and it's all angled weird, and he looks so silly and goofy.

-

C: So we're in the Impala. Dean's driving again. Boo. And they're talking about the vision. Sam, apparently, wants them to go to the Roadhouse to suss out if the demon is involved in this and where he might be, but Dean says that going to the Roadhouse might not be a good idea, because there's going to be hunters there, and he says, “I don't know if going in and announcing that you're some supernatural freak with a demonic connection is the best thing, okay?” And Sam says, “So I'm a freak now?” And Dean, with the older brother instincts of never being able to comfort anyone and making everything worse, slaps him, and goes, “You've always been a freak.” [laughs] Agh. So fun. Also this is quite similar to their conversation at the end of “Skin” where Sam says that “At Stanford, deep down, I never really fit in,” and Dean says, “That's because you're a freak” and then, “Well, I'm a freak, too.” Except here, now, Sam’s the only freak. [laughs] Sorry, Sammy.

G: So we go to the Roadhouse, and Jo- we see Jo playing an arcade game - a shooter arcade game - as a man watches. And she hits every single deer in the shooting game, and the guy's like, "Oh, you're really good," and hands over a couple of bucks. Apparently, there's like, a bet going on. And as Jo walks away, Ellen comes in, and says "You got hustled, bro," and and shows the high score of the arcade game, and it's all Jo. Fantastic. Go Jo.

I love Jo this episode. What are your thoughts about her?

C: She didn't get that much time, I suppose, and I wish she had more to do than look at Dean, but, I mean, she's fun.

G: Is Jo is our first- yeah, yeah, yeah.

C: Recurring female character?

G: She's like, the first young recurring female character. Like, Sam and Dean's age.

C: Yeah. That's true. The rest of them get kissed or fucked once and then never spoken to again. I mean, I guess you could argue that Meg is a recurring young woman-

G: Oh, yeah!

C: - but she's actually centuries old.

G: Yeah, I mean, I guess she wasn't a love interest, so. Jo is. And like, do you- weird question, I guess, but - do you ship Dean and Jo?

C: Um, I think that Jo is a lesbian. [laughs] That's what I think.

G: Mm. I kind of see the appeal. And I feel like if the environment, i.e. the fandom at the time wasn't so misogynistic, like, it could have been a thing, you know?

C: I like the idea of Dean one-sidedly pining for Jo. 'Cause later, when he's singing the song in the car, I'm like, "Maybe he will become better just by liking her and like, being less like, aggressively masculine," but I don't really see any appeal in them like, actually getting together.

G: Yeah, it's about the slow burn. [laughs]

C: The slow burn that never stops. Well, that does stop and then stops burning and never happens, yes. [laughs]

G: I feel like I should be defending Deanjo in this podcast because, like, I do like them. I do like the idea of Deanjo. But [laughs] I don't like it that much to fucking fight for my life for it, so. [C laughs]

Anyway, Dean comes in, with Sam. [laughs] "I to am in this episode." [C laughs] So Dean says hi to Jo, and Jo makes a joke like, "You can't stay away, huh?" and Dean’s like, “Yeah. How you doing, Jo?” And then Sam comes in and is like, “Where’s Ash?” and Jo’s like, “Oh, in the backroom. Also, I'm okay!” Dean apologizes, says like, "We're in a timetable right now, so, my bad." And we go to the backroom, where Ash is, and Sam and Dean knock. Sam is saying, “Ash, Ash!” and, [laughing] there's a wooden sign by the door that says "Dr. Badass" -

C: "Is In."

G: Yeah, "Dr. Badass Is In," and Dean takes notice and then follows suit, and says, “Hey, Dr. Badass!” And the door opens, and, I guess, I mean, we don't see the lower half of Ash, but I guess he's naked.

C: We don't get to see if his ass is bad or not!

G: You can see that, through his glutes have seen naked.

G: Dean and Sam avert their eyes as Ash sniffs them up? Did you notice that?

C: [laughing] Omegaverse.

G: [laughing] Noo! This is our second episode with in a row with mentions of omegaverse. I feel like-

C: And I'll do it again! [laughs]

G: - people are gonna stop listening to us. [laughs]

C: [laughing] I don't like omegaverse, and I think the premise is inherently flawed, please come back!

G: As soon as Sam and Dean say that they need Ash's help, Ash puts on his pants, and they go to sit in the middle of the Roadhouse. Oh, I forgot to say! The Roadhouse is buzzing tonight, baby!

C: Yeah.

G: It's full of people! Business doing well. Go Ellen. I support a girlboss winning- is that what they say? Is that the phrase?

C: I- think- "I love to see a girlboss winning."

G: [overlapping] I think it's "I hate to see-" yeah, exactly. I love to see a girlboss win.

C: Yeah. So Ash has his laptop open, and Sam's asking him to look up the logo from the bus that he saw in his vision, the Blue Ridge bus line. Apparently, it's only in Guthrie, Oklahoma.

G: It's fascinating what Sam remembers in the visions. Like, do you think it's ingrained in his brain, or is it just like, like, seeing things, you know? Do you think his brain like, just seeing the bus line and his brain is doing a cinematography thing where like, "The bus line is important, Sam! Remember the bus line!" [laughs] Or do you think he's seeing it, like, how you see real life?

C: I think that what we see on screen is what Sam sees in his mind, so yeah, I think we get the zoom in on the bus line. You'd think that Sam would notice that it'd be good to remove the cell phone from that guy, though, but he forgot that part.

So, Sam asks Ash to check if Guthrie, Oklahoma has any demonic signs or omens, and Ash says, "Why do you think that the demon's here?" and Sam and Dean exchange a look like "we're or not gonna say you're psychic," so Dean's just like, "Just check, okay?" There's no signs there. So then Sam decides to ask about a house fire in 1983 that starts in a baby's nursery when they're six months old. He bribes Ash with a beer to look it up, and Ash does.

Meanwhile, Jo is at the jukebox, [G starts laughing] and she plays the song "Can't Fight This Feeling"-

G: Yeah!

C: - by Rio Speedwagon?

G: REO Speedwagon.

C: I don't know this song. REO Speedwagon.

G: You don't know this song?

C: No.

G: This is like, I think this is very famous in the Philippines. Or, like, it's very famous with my dad. [both laugh]

Like, I started cheering and crying, when the song played. Like, yes, go! Because it's so pointed, too, like, especially when you know the lyrics, it's like- the song is about like, removing all inhibitions, you know? [laughs] Like- so it's like- I thought she was making fun of Dean, like she was actively teasing him. So I thought the song choice was very good.

C: Dean makes a judgmental face, and he goes, “REO Speedwagon?” and Jo says, “Damn, right. Kevin Cronin sings it from the heart." And Dean says, "He sings it from the hair. There's a difference." And I think I wrote down here, "Oh, that's why Queen is not in any of the Supernatural soundtracks or title references." And also because they're gay, but also because they have long hair.

G: No, fucking Led Zeppelin- they all have long hair.

C: Okay, then I don't get it.

G: That's just the look of the genre at the time.

C: Then why isn't- I mean, I guess it's because Eric Kripke is homophobic. Is that why Queen is not featured on Supernatural at all?

G: I fucking bet.

C: Okay, yeah.

G: So, [laughing] Eric Kripke, pay for your sins. [C laughs]

C: Jo asks Dean about the profile that Ash was looking for and mentions how she knows that Mary died in the same way. Dean tries to shoo her off, but she says, “I could help.” But Dean says, “No, we have to handle this one ourselves. Besides, if I ran off with you, I think your mother might kill me.” [laughs] Ellen gives him a little glare by the bar, and Dean makes a little scared face. And Jo's teasing him about being afraid of Ellen, and as this is happening, Sam runs up to Dean and goes, like, "We have a match, we have to go," so they head out, leaving poor Jo behind.

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G: So, "Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore," like, keeps on playing as the Impala drives off, but now it's Dean who's singing it! A part of me is like, "Aw, Dean is singing," and other part of me is like, "Ew, Jensen Ackles is singing."

C: [darkly] Jensen Ackles. [both laugh] Radio Company, get the fuck out of here.

G: [laughing] Should we do a bit about Radio Company's music?

C: We could do a line-by-line analysis of "Watching Over Me," except there's literally nothing to analyze, and it's not a Cas song because Cas deserves better.

G: Literally.

C: So yeah, I guess we have nothing.

G: Anyway, as Dean is singing, he's singing- he sings right before the chorus, and I was like, "Well, that sucks," that Sam stops him right before the good bits.

C: But it also means that Dan knows the song well enough that he knows the non-chorus lines, which means he must have listened to it a lot.

G: Everybody-

C: I don't!

G: Everybody knows this song. [laughs]

C: [laughing] I don't!

G: I knew this song when I was fucking 4!

Sam stops him by saying, "You're kidding, right?" and Dean's like, "Oh, I heard this song somewhere, I can't get it out of my head," and asks Sam, like, "Oh, what do you have?" And Sam says, "Andrew Gallagher. Born in '83, like me, lost his mother in a nursery fire exactly six months later, also like me." They talk about whether the demon killed his mom, and Sam's like, "Yeah," and Dean asked, like, "How did you know to look for this guy?" and Sam says, “Oh, the premo” - [laughs] he says, “Every premonition I've had,” and like, you've had one premonition outside of your family, Sam [C laughs].  But this is like, the part where Sam reminds Dean of Max Miller, and it's like, "Oh, yeah, because Dean should have forgotten about Max at this point." Sam says, "Every premonition I've had is about someone who was like me," and Dean like, gets up in arms about Sam comparing himself to Max because Max is, you know, a murder. But Sam's like, "Well, the point is he was killing people, and I'm seeing someone kill people, so it may be a similar thing." They talk about where to find Andy. Sam says he doesn't have an address, and he has so many bills that are unpaid, but the debt collectors just let Andy walk away. So that's, like, "Ooh, why is that?"

C: What a king.

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C: So we go to a diner or cafe, and there's a waitress there named Tracy who's talking to Sam and Dean. She tells them that debt collectors often come by to talk to Andy, but they always leave. Dean lies about them being lawyers representing Andy's aunt, who left him an inheritance, and Sam starts asking around about Andy. Tracy reveals that she and Andy have some kind of history, and then some other random guy swoops in. He's like, "Andy? Andy kicks ass, man! He can get you into anything! He even got me backstage at Aerosmith once." And Dean starts making an impressed little face, like, "Good taste in music" because [G makes sound of disagreement] as we learn later- no? Is it bad taste in music? Is that the face?

G: Do you know the song "I Don't Want to Miss a Thing"?

C: No.

G: Oh my god. [laughs] Crystal, what do you know?

C: Mitski.

G: I don't think Aerosmith is a good... like, I don't think Dean would be like, "Oh, Aerosmith, yeah, of course."

C: Okay, I guess just because he seemed to like Andy a lot already before they even saw the van, I assumed that he was impressed by this in some way.

G: No. I'm not impressed. So. [laughs] But, alas. Maybe Dean is.

C: Yeah.

G: Yeah, what a weird thing to do, that he doesn't like REO Speedwagon but likes Aerosmith.

C: He's a weird little man.

So Tracy tells them that they can find Andy on Orchard St at the house with a van with a barbarian queen riding a polar bear painted on the side. What a king.

G: Okay, so Sam and Dean are in the Orchard St, and Dean is admiring the fucking van. And it's a pretty cool van! Okay, here's the thing. Sometimes I like, look at myself, and I wonder, "Did I really watch season 2?" [both laugh] Because, like, I'd forgotten a lot of it, and sometimes I just question. Like, I know I did, but sometimes I question it. And then I watched this episode, and I saw that van, and I was like, "Oh, I've definitely seen that van before. I've definitely watched this episode before." And that scene later on, where Andy asks, "Tell the truth," and Dean starts like, speaking without hesitation, like, that scene, too, I remember it so vividly. So, [lauging] I guess we have proven once and for all that I have seen Supernatural.

C: Congratulations!

G: Thank you. And I do remember it. So, good for me.

Dean is complimenting the van, and there's this really funny shot where, as soon as Dean is like, "Oh, that's a sweet van," and then he turns to Sam, who is looking like the most done person in the world. Sam says that Andrew Gallagher is the second guy they found, and every single guy they find that's kind of like Sam are killing people. And Dean starts this whole thing where he's completely on Andy's side. This entire episode, it happens. He's like, "Andy might be good, might be innocent." We know why he's doing this. It's because he's trying to placate Sam and himself that, "Hey, just because you have these demonic visions doesn't mean that you are demonic in nature!" This is where Sam brings up the thing that the demon said, that like, "He had plans for me and children like me. Maybe this is his plan. Maybe we're all a bunch of psychic freaks. Maybe we're all supposed to be..." dot dot dot, and Dean's like, "Killers? So the demon wants you out there, killing with your minds. Is that it? You're not a murder, Sam! You don't have it in your bones." [laughing] Sam's like, "Well, actually, [C starts laughing] I do actually kill, like, a lot of things, so..." And Dean's like, "Those things were asking for it. There's a difference." Which is such a- like, I get that he's trying to placate, Sam, right?

C: Yeah.

G: But like, you just had that moral dilemma two episodes ago where you were like, "Oh my god, what if the things that we killed are not actually worth killing?" or whatever, and now you're like, "Eh. They all deserved to die. It's alright, Sammy, it's alright! [C laughs] It's fine. It's alright!" [laughing] Like, come on, Dean.

As they are having this conversation, a man comes out of an apartment building. It's Andy! He's wearing pajamas and a very nice satin robe. Nice because it has dragons on it, so this guy likes likes a big statement piece. It's a whole thing. Like, Andy is saying goodbye to a woman who is on top of the apartment, and it's, you know, she's blowing him a kiss. Andy keeps on walking and comes across the guy that we saw from earlier, Dr. Jennings. And Sam recognizes the guy, so he goes to follow Dr. Jennings while Dean goes to follow Andy.

C: So [sighs] the thing about a woman in the window. Right after we see her, we see Andy say hi to a man on the street and talk him into giving Andy his coffee, right? And the fact that this all happens in the same sequence, and the vibe we're supposed to get is like, "He's very well-liked and gets everything he wants because he has secret powers" just makes me wonder how much this woman consented to sex with him.

G: At this point, we're supposed to think that. I think it gets shown later on in the episode that he is like, better than that. Like he said, like, he doesn't use his powers like, the girl, you know, the girl dating-

C: Well, he says he's never used his powers on Tracy.

G: Yeah.

C: That doesn't mean he hasn't used them on anyone else, though.

G: Yeah, but, like, to defend him, I guess, like, I think the episode is purposefully framing him as potentially dangerous at this point, so you are supposed to get that vibe, but the episode then like, comes back later on and is like, "No, he's a good guy, he won't do that." So.

C: Mm, yeah, I suppose.

C: Dean starts falling Andy in the Impala because Andy gets in the van while Sam's following Dr. Jennings.

G: So funny that he was like, "I'm just gonna follow this guy in my creaky-ass, old-ass, giant-ass car." [laughs] And he was like, "This is gonna work out! It's fine!" [C laughs]

C: "He doesn't have powers or anything. I'll be chill!" Dean just really wanted to look at that van some more. As as a carfucker, Dean's blood was not in his brain; it had gone down south.

Andy notices that Dean’s following him and comes over, and he says, "Hey." They have a conversation where they're both cheery and smiling so much. Andy's complimenting the Impala, and Dean's like, giggling and twirling his hair and being like, "Yeah, I just rebuilt her."

G: Yeah. There are fascinating shots of Dean's hands that I didn't know what to make out of. Like, he puts-

C: It's because he was tucking a gun back into his jacket.

G: Yeah, he was tucking a gun in his jacket, and then like, it goes back again where he's like, slapping his thigh, like, in enthusiasm [C laughs], and I was like, "Okay, I don't know what to think of this, but proceed."

C: I will say that Dean and Andy fuck in "bad moon rising." [laughs]

G: For real?

C: Yeah.

G: Good for them!

C: Yeah, good for them!

Right in the middle of the conversation, Andy's like, "Yeah. Um, hey, can I have the car?" [starts laughing] And Dean, smiling, goes, "Sure, man!" and he just gets out and goes, "Hop right in! There you go!" And he's just smiling and waving until Andy's further away, and then he's standing in the street, looking like a total loser. Andy's an icon for that. Thank you.

G: This is so fascinating to me, that, even after that, Dean was like, "He's not a bad guy!"

C: I know!

G: [laughing] Like, he really loves Sam so much and he's willing to like, placate Sam so much that he's like, "He stole my car, Sam, it's fine," and inside he's like, fucking crying. [C laughing]

C: Sometimes he can be a good brother.

G: Sam is following Dr. Jennings, and we see what happened in the vision, which is he gets the call, and he's heading to the sporting goods center when Sam goes there. He pulls the emergency alarm, so Dr. Jennings turns away, which is a weird choice, I feel. Like he was like, "Oh, the sporting goods center is on fire, so I'm turning away!" Like, don't you feel like if he was being mind controlled as strongly as, you know, we see later on, like, he would just keep on going?

C: I guess I just assumed that Ansem gave him very specific instructions about what to do, so if the state of the store changes at all, then the instructions no longer apply.

G: Yeah, yeah, maybe.

C: Like a computer program, you know? Like, "Oh, error."

G: Yeah. So Sam stands in front of the store and is just looking. Andy drives by in the fucking Impala, and he's like, "Oh my god!" [C laughs]

Dr. Jennings, meanwhile, gets another phone call, but Sam doesn't see it because Sam is calling Dean about the car. And Dean makes a Star Wars reference, you know, it's a whole thing. And as he's calling Dean, he turns his head, and Dr. Jennings steps in front of a bus. And he dies. RIP.

C: Sorry, bro.

So we see the ambulance put Dr. Jennings away, and Sam and Dean watch. Sam's looking really guilty, and he says, like, "I thought that he was gonna be okay after I kept him out of the gun store. I should have stayed with him."

G: [laughing] The fact that they're having this conversation right there [C laughs] next to a body. [both laughing] Like, the cops are overhearing this random guy being like, "I should have stopped him. I thought he past it." Like, come on, dude.

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C: So we're back at the diner, and Andy comes in, looking really upset. He goes over to Tracy and tells her that Dr. Jennings is dead. We don't ever really learn what Andy's relationship to Dr. Jennings is in his adult life at all, do we?

G: Yeah. I think he, like, because it's a small town where everyone knows everyone.

C: Mm, yeah, so he just likes him as a dude who he sees sometimes.

G: Yeah.

C: Yeah. But no one else seems to care, right? Like, Tracy's just like, "I'm sorry, like, I know this hurts you personally," like, she doesn't care that much, so he and Dr. Jennings had to have been like, friends. Closer than him and Tracy, at least.

Okay, so Andy tells her that he was upset and wanted to see her, and they start holding hands. Meanwhile, the guy from the first scene in the diner is washing dishes and probably seeing all this. Tracy tells him that she misses him, and then tells him that there are some guys looking for him, and Andy gets alarmed.

G: Yeah. The thing is, we know Andy, right?

C: Yeah.

G: So we know if he didn't do the killings. But the concept of the - prior, we think it's him, so it's like, this guy literally killed this man just so he can get it on with a girl? [C laughs] Wild! I love that implication. Like, I love that that's where Supernatural goes, because it's like, you do feel so much content for the guy when you just like, have that in front of you, like, at the beginning, right, before you know what's actually going on.

C: Yeah.

G: I don't know, I really like that that's the implication.

C: Yeah.

G: So Sam and Dean are walking. [laughs] They're just walking in the street. They're like, "Okay, we don't have a car. Let's just take a fucking walk." And they see Baby! So- how do you feel, by the way, about calling the car Baby?

C: I thought it was the stupidest, funniest thing I'd ever heard when I heard about it before I was in the Supernatural fandom, but now, I'm used to it now, so I don't even have any thoughts on it.

G: Yeah. That's literally Baby.

C: But like, Dean absolutely fucks that car.

G: Yeah, that's literally Baby! That's literally his Baby.

Anyway, he goes up to Baby, and he's like, "Oh, he left the keys inside!" so they were able to hop in. And Dean figures out that this guy only does mind control using verbal commands. And Sam says, “Oh, the doctor was just on the phone, so maybe he commanded the doctor to throw himself in front of the bus," and Dean's like, "Hm, I don't know. Maybe." And Sam's like, "Excuse me?" And Dean- this is where Dean starts his thing again where he's like, "I don't know. He seems like an innocent guy!" They go down to track this guy-

C: I think that it was a really smart choice to have "Children Shouldn't Play with Dead Things" right before this episode, where Dean is so ready to accuse everyone of everything based off of no evidence, so you can really see how much he is in denial this episode.

G: Yeah. I mean, again, he's vindicated, again, but-

C: [laughs] Mm-hm.

G: But if he wasn't, he would have still been like, you know, like, "No! This Andy guy-" you know. His convictions are really based on subjective as fuck reasons.

C: Yeah. [laughing] Where's your logic and rationality, Dean?

G: [laughs] Yeah. So Sam and Dean approach Andy's van in the middle of the fucking street. In the middle of the fucking street! [laughs] They're crowbarring this guy's fucking van open, in the middle of the fucking street. So they open it, and we see the interior of the car, which is - it has a disco ball, there's fur rugs everywhere, there's a tiger and the side of the van, and there's a fucking bong- that's what it's called, right?

C: Yeah, yep.

G: Anyway, Dean is very impressed.

C: Do we think that Ash and Andy would be a good ship?

G: Ash and Andy? You know what I thought of?

C: What?

G: Well, okay, I'll answer that first, and then I'll say what I thought of.

I think Ash and Andy would be pretty cool. Like, they have the same vibes, but it would be like, too much of the same thing, you know?

C: Yeah, yeah.

G: Like, they're both geniuses who are like, "rock and roll, baby!" You know what I thought? [laughs]

C: What?

G: Like, I thought- when Andy was in the backseat, I was like, "You know what should have happened?" They should have taken Andy under their wing, and it's a whole thing, like, Sam, Dean, and Andy, and then, when Cas comes-!

C: Oh?

G: Andy and Cas would be a good pair, right? They would be like, the backseat boys, and- [C laughs] they're just hanging out in the backseat, you know? Cas is super straightlaced and Andy's like, "Party on, Cas!" and it's a whole thing, and I thought it would have been fascinating.

C: Yeah, that would be cute. And I feel like it would be interesting to see them in endverse as well.

G: Yeah, exactly. I have no idea how Andy's story ends. Like, I've forgotten.

C: Don't most of the psychic kids die in the hunger games near the end of season two?

G: Yeah, but I don't know what happens to him specifically. Like, does he have anything else happen to him before he dies? You know, shit like that.

C: Well, he's gotta fuck Ash, Dean, and Cas first, so that's what.

G: Yeah! You gotta fuck Cas first, bro!

Me. [C laughing] That's my dream.

Anyway, Dean is very impressed. He likes the tiger. Sam picks up the books, and it's Hegel, it's Kant, it's Wittgenstein. And he's also very impressed. And Dean picks up the bong, [laughs] and they're also very impressed. [C laughs]

C: Yeah.

G: What is the normal size of a bong?

C: Smaller than that. [laughs]

G: Way smaller?

C: I'd say so, yeah.

G: Yeah. How does a bong work? [laughing] Let me google it.

C: I don't actually know.

G: "How does a bong work?"

C: I think you put the weed in like, the circular part at the end, and you like, put the fire through the tube at the bottom, and then you breathe in, and the smoke rises?

G: I have no idea what this Redditor is saying. Oh, it's like- you know in pipes, when- I mean I- God. [laughs] I am such a guy, you know? Like, I'm into Led Zeppelin, I had a pipe phase. [both laugh] But you know how in pipes, like, the longer it is, the cooler the smoke gets before it reaches your mouth?

C: Oh.

G: So, like, I think it's the same logic here that, like, the bong exists to cool down the smoke before it reaches your mouth, so like, the longer the bong is, the cooler the smoke? Cool.

C: Yeah, so Sam and Dean are sitting in the Impala. It's parked, they're waiting for Andy or just talking, maybe. Dean's complaining about the food, and Sam's trying to figure out why Andy would kill the doctor. And Dean's like, "If it is Andy," and Sam's like, "Bro, like, stop it. Obviously, the doctor who was mind controlled to die who lives in the town with the mind controller was killed by the mind controller." Dean just says, “I don't think he's got it in him, that's all.” And Dean says, “You're not right about this.” And before Sam can question him further, Andy appears in the window, and he asks them, “Why are you following me?” But there's some kind of effect.

G: Yeah.

C: Do you know- what is the effect?

G: It's like, it just echoes, right?

C: Yeah.

G: Like, "Why are you following me... me... me..." [laughs]

C: Yeah. [laughs] To show that he is compelling them. So, Sam starts lying, going with the lawyer thing, and Andy yells, "Tell the truth!" And Dean goes, "We hunt demons." And Andy goes, "What?" And Dean goes, "Demons and spirits." And I go, "Oh my god, Cas in 'Free to Be You and Me' core!"

Dean keeps talking, he says, “Sam's my brother.” Sam’s like, “Dean, shut up,” and Dean says, “I'm trying,” but he keeps smiling and talking. He says, "He's psychic. Kind of like you. Well, not really like you, but see, he thinks you're a murderer, and he's afraid that he's going to become one himself, because you're all part of something that's terrible, and I hope to hell that he's wrong, but I'm starting to get a little scared that he might be right.” And Andy just goes, "Fuck this. Leave me alone." And Dean goes, "Okay!" But Sam gets out of the car and starts following Andy. Andy keeps ordering Sam to go away, but the powers don't work on him. Sam keeps talking, he says that he knows about Andy's powers, and "it started about a year ago, right after you turned 22, huh? Little stuff at first, and then you got better at controlling it." Andy's getting pretty scared at this moment-

G: I mean, I would be as well. Have you seen how big Sam is in this episode?

C: He's so tall.

G: He's so fucking big! What the fuck? I guess like, we're used to seeing him beside Dean where he's just a little bit big, but beside Andy, Andy is like a foot smaller than him.

C: Yeah, Andy is a short king.

So he tells Andy that his mom also died in a fire, he has abilities, and they're connected. And then he asks, "Why did you tell the doctor to walk in front of a bus?" and Andy is shocked, he says, "What? I didn't." And then we get another Sam vision time. There's a blonde woman at a gas station who is gassing up her car, she gets a phone call, there's like, a vision of fire, and then after she agrees to whoever's on the phone, she starts covering herself in gasoline and then pulls out a cigarette lighter, says, “It's gonna be okay,” and then lights herself on fire. Whoo!

G: God. What a visual.

C: Yeah.

G: The fire here looks so good! It genuinely looks like she's fucking immolating herself! And like, what Dean says later, like, "You can still smell it," it's such a visceral thing to say that I was like- I feel like I was taken to this place, and I saw this woman self-immolate. What a scene.

C: Yeah, it's pretty good.

G: Sam collapses, and Dean catches him, and Andy was like, "I didn't do anything to him!" And Sam relays to Dean that he saw a woman burn alive at a gas station. And then they see a fire truck pass by. Sam tells Dean to go follow that fire truck. And so he does. In the fire station, Dean calls Sam, and the woman is fucking dead. And she's been dead for like, a couple of minutes already, so when Dean arrived, like, that's when she died. So this is not even a head-start premonition. This is like, it happened pretty much the moment the situation happened. And Dean says that Andy was with them when the immolation happened, when the phone call with the woman happened, so it must not be Andy. So Dean says that he will dig around some more. Sam and Andy continue talking. [laughing] Andy tells Sam that his visions suck.

C: Yeah.

G: He's like, "Wait, we all have powers. All of us who this thing happened to, we all have powers. And I have this amazing power that makes me feel like I won the fucking lottery," and also, like, if he just goes to the lottery and he was like, "Let me win the lottery," like, he could literally win the lottery. So like, this guy's fucking solid, you know? And Sam's visions are literally "I see people die." [both laughing] He does get the- he did get the short end of the stick. Wow. I love a metaphor. Anyway, they continue talking.

This one's interesting. This line is interesting. Andy says, like, "It was a gift, my thing," and then Sam asks, "But you still live in a van. I don't get it. You can have anything you ever wanted," and Andy said, "I mean, I've got everything I need." I thought we could linger on that for a bit. What did you think of that line?

C: What do you think that Sam would do if he had Andy's powers?

G: Yeah, exactly, that's like, the question, right? Like, would he- like, would he just tell vampires, like, "Hey. Just die." [laughs] I think that would be an efficient-

C: Well, no, I think it'd be more- now that he knows about Lenore, it'd be like, "Hey, just stick to cows from now on."

G: Yeah. Though the whole point of this thing is like, Sam's comparing himself to Andy, right?

C: Yeah.

G: And he's like, "You have this opportunity for a normal life. A life better than normal, even. Why you're settling to live like me, like, a nomadic lifestyle in a car?"

C: If Sam had these powers at 22, then [laughing] when Dean came over, he would just tell Dean to go away, and then we wouldn't have to watch 15 seasons of Supernatural.

G: I don't think he would do that. I don't know, it's just it's fascinating that the way Sam frames it, like, "You can have everything you've ever wanted," and the reply is "I have everything I need." So are we supposed to think that of Sam? Like, is that what the story is trying to tell us, that like, "Sam's got everything he needs, so he doesn't have to pursue the things that he wants!" which is like, a fucked-up thing to say, right?

C: Yeah. I don't know. Because there's not really that much focus on Sam's hopes and dreams this episode, so it's hard to tell if they are saying anything.

G: When that scene happened, I was like, "Why this line in this episode?" It feels out of place- like, it feels significant because it feels out of place, you know?

C: Mm-hmm.

G: Anyway, so Sam asks, "So you're not really a killer?" Andy says, "I've been trying to tell you that!" and he's like, you know, very playful now. So that's cute. And Sam says, “That's good. That means there's hope for the both of us.”

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C: Dean shows up and says that the person who died, her name was Holly Beckett, and apparently, Dean called Ash to run a background check on her, and she gave birth when she was 18 year old- 18 years old, back in 1983, on the same day that Andy was born. So we find out that Andy was adopted. Dean seems really mad that he never brought that up. Like, who cares? Like, why would that be relevant? So they think that Holly might be Andy's birth mother, so Dean says that he couldn't get a copy of the birth records because they're sealed in the county office, and Andy's like, "Well, screw that." [laughs]

They're at the records office, and they have access to all the files. Andy's telling the security guard like, "Everything's fine! Go get coffee!" And then he says, “These aren't the droids you're looking for.” Is that a Star Wars reference or something?

G: I mean, I assume so.

C: Right, yeah, continuing Dean's Obi-Wan Kenobi thing. Dean is very happy at this line. He's like, smiling and going, "Awesome!" He wants to fuck this man.

G: [laughing] I didn't see it that way, but I respect your opinion.

C: Thank you.

So they confirm that Holly Beckett is Andy's birth mother and that Dr. Jennings was her doctor who also oversaw the adoption. And then, Sam, the dramatic bitch, finally reveals, "Oh, I think I know who killed them. Holly Beckett gave birth to twins." Dun-dun-dun! [G laughs] I can't believe Supernatural is doing an evil twins storyline. Like it w- it could work, but it's very funny.

G: Do you know about the other evil twin storyline in Supernatural?

C: Arthur Ketch and-

G: [laughing] Yeah.

C: - what's the other guy? The other not actual guy?

G: [laughing] I don't know! Amazing.

Ketch is like, the worst character in Supernatural. That's probably not true, but he is my most beloathed character in Supernatural, and when he- every time he comes back, I'm like, "Let's just get it over with, guys. Let's just fucking kill this guy." And he never dies!

C: Ugh.

G: Well, I mean, he does die, but, fuck that guy. But his twin- evil twin line is so fucking funny.

C: So Andy is freaking out, he's in shock. He says, “I have an evil twin.” Yeah, Andy. I'm really sorry. Holly put Andy and his brother Ansem up for adoption. His brother's name is Ansem Weems, and apparently, he lives in this town. Dean is printing a photo of him from the DMV, and he looks at it, and he goes "Oh, geez," basically. So he hands the picture over to Andy, who's in shock.

G: Yeah. I just want to say that, like, it's fascinating that they conclude like, we realize in this episode, right, that Mary dying is not like a- not a blood thing. Like, it's not like, "You birthed this child, and then, because I feed him demon blood, you also die." It's a matter of who's there.

C: Yeah.

G: So like, why is it all the mothers then?

C: Yeah!

G: Like, I'm pretty sure a dad was there one time.

C: Azazel's just a misogynist.

G: Literally a misogynist.

C: The only way for these children to survive is if they had two dads. [laughs]

G: [laughing] Yeah.

C: Azazel would just not bother.

G: Maybe that's what happened to the evil twin!

C: So true.

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G: We don't see the photo, but we do go immediately to Weber from the diner. If you don't recall - which I didn't, I was like, "Who the fuck is this guy? He looks like Frodo from Lord of the Rings." [C laughs] And he does, doesn't he?

C: Yeah, his eyes, I can see it.

G: Yeah. I was like, "Why are we going to Frodo right now?" And apparently, it's the guy from the diner earlier, who was like, "Oh, the Aerosmith concert," blah blah blah. So it's this guy, and he's talking to Tracy. And- ugh. Yeah. This sucks to talk about. Like, the next couple of scenes after this.

C: Yeah.

G: Weber is talking to Tracy about Andy, and he's asking like, how she feels about him these days. Apparently, Tracy and Andy were together before. He's asking if there's still something there, if they were ever serious. And then Tracy's like, "Um, no," and then she was about to leave. Weber stops him and says, “Tell the truth,” and it has the same echo effect as what we heard with Andy.

Sam and Dean are driving in the Impala, and Andy's in the backseat! And he's doing the exact same pose that Cas does at some point.

C: Aww.

G: And this is like, the moment where I was like, "Andy and Cas could have been a thing and have been so happy," and in a better universe, Destiel is nothing [C laughs] compared to Andystiel. [both laugh]

Anyway, Sam asks, like, "What do you know about this guy Weber?" Andy says, “He acted like he was my best friend in the world, like, kind of weird, tries too hard." Sam starts having a vision again. The vision is - we see Tracy, and she's wearing, like, a nightgown, but a really short one, and she's walking to a dam, and she's standing over the edge of the dam. And then she fucking jumps. So.

C: Yeah, and she's also crying the whole time.

G: Yeah, yeah.

C: Which I think makes this scene a lot more disturbing because the other deaths that we all saw, they were so calm. They kept saying, "Everything's okay, everything's okay." But like, you can see that she is like, suffering and fighting against it.

G: This is why, like- I mean, like, this scene would still be bad to look at - by "this scene," I mean the scenes later on - would still be bad to look at, even if she was like, just placid, right?

C: Yeah.

G: But it's such a weird choice that they made her the only one who's screaming and crying.

C: Yeah, it definitely makes all of it a lot more disturbing to watch. And also, her being in lingerie in this scene is also really disturbing because I was like, "Oh, he rapes her first. Great!"

G: Yeah.

C: Sam starts yelling because he's seen the vision, and he starts trying to get out of the Impala. And Dean like, catches him as he starts falling again.

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C: So now we're at the bridge, and Ansem is driving with Tracy in the passenger seat, and she looks really scared. And he starts like, feeling her up. And he says, “I take my ladies here. They like it. Well, I mean, I like it, so of course they do too.” Yay... I love when people say words and how words and sentences exist in the world. So Tracy starts crying and begging to be let go, and he demands that she stops crying, which she does, but I guess it doesn't last.

G: Yeah, like, she stops crying- sobbing, but tears are still falling out of her eyes.

C: Yeah. So he says, “I see what you see in Andy. I mean, he's a genius. He's gonna be a great man someday. But he's my family, not yours. You can't have him. You're not gonna have anything after tonight.”

G: Okay.

C: Okay.

G: This is the part, I guess, where I bring up that, if Andy is a Sam mirror, does that make Weber a Dean mirror?

C: Oh, dear.

G: This is why- especially later on, like, when Weber confronts Andy, right, and he keeps on saying things about family and all that, and I was like-

C: Right. Oh dear.

G: "Damn! Oh god!" [laughs] I don't think it's the intention of the episode, especially not now, not when this aired the first time. But there is this kind of feeling later on where Dean is like, you know, with Ruby, he's like, jealous of Ruby. When Sam lives a life in season 8, he gets angry at Sam for leaving him behind. So we do get vibes of Weber behavior from Dean later on.

C: Yeah.

G: Fun stuff.

C: Fun stuff!

Sam and Dean and Andy drive over to the bridge in the vision, and Sam tells Dean to stay back, and Dean's like, "Yeah, good call, I don't really want to be mind-controlled anymore." And Sam pulls out two guns and starts walking, but Andy stops him and says, “I'm coming with you.” And Sam says, “Andy, no,” like an idiot. Like, you'd think that, if your vision is "a woman is mind-controlled to death," you'd want someone to mind-control her to not die [laughs] with you-

G: Yeah.

C: - but I guess he just wants to keep Andy out of it.

Andy says that “If it's Tracy out there, then I'm coming.”

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G: Okay, so in the car, Tracy and Weber are still there. And it is the beginnings of a rape scene. I'm just not gonna elaborate because I don't wanna, but that is what's happening.

C: Yeah.

G: And in the middle of it, he tells her that, like, "After all this is over, you go jump off that dam!"

Sam comes in, and Weber, like, threatens him with his echo voice, but Sam, of course, unfazed, fucking slaps him. Good for him. And Andy pulls- Andy is on the other side of the car and gets Tracy out. Sam takes Weber out of the car as well, and Andy comes around and starts punching and kicking this guy. He's like, "I will kill you! I'm gonna kill you!" and Sam tries to stop him.

C: Boo.

G: Prior to Andy kicking the shit out of this guy, Sam actually tapes his mouth closed because, you know, verbal cues is how they control people. So, when the next thing happens, which is Weber looks intently at Tracy and Tracy, like, picks up a stick and fucking hits Sam in the head, it's a surprise. Because, like, oh my god, this guy can mind control even without verbal cues. Weber stands up, pulls the duct tape off his mouth, and Andy asks him, “How did you do that?” Weber says, “You just gotta practice, bro.” And I guess what I'm wondering here is, like, how would Sam practice his skills? [C laughs]

C: Um, he can't.

G: Like- [laughing] he literally can't. He doesn't know how to make it better. He doesn't know how to make his visions more accurate. And I was like, "Well, that's a bummer that all of these people can practice their powers, and Sam's just like, 'I'm just sitting here,'" you know?

C: Lily can't really practice her powers either.

G: Yeah! Yeah. Do you know what Jake's powers is?

C: Super strength, right?

G: Super strength, okay. So we got super strength, we get telekinesis, we get mind control, we get "just fucking kill people like, with a touch," and then we get death visions. At least Lily's power can be a weapon.

C: Yeah.

G: Like, you know. Sam's powers really are just "Well, people are gonna die around me [C laughs] and if I can or cannot stop them, then, you know, that's gonna be my problem."

C: Yeah. Sam really got the worst power. I can't believe Lucifer like, looked at this, like, group of children, and was like, "I don't want the death touch one. I want the one who gets migraines."

G: The Lucifer thing, I don't think is-

C: Related?

G: Yeah, I don't think- I think it's separate from the- what do you call these kids? [overlapping] Psychic power kids? Yeah. I think it's separate, because the Lucifer thing is more a "Mary and John were destined together to produce viable offspring" type of situation.

C: Yeah.

G: Which also sucks, but.

C: Well, then, what was Azazel's goal in feeding everyone demon blood?

G: I have no fucking idea.

C: Like, for fun? For funsies?

G: [laughs] Yeah. He was just like, fucking Battle Royale-ing these kids for funsies. [C laughs] I guess we'll figure out later on, maybe I'm misremembering.

C: Yeah. Also, you didn't mention that when Tracy was attacking Sam with a stick, Andy uses his powers to tell her to stop.

G: Yeah. At first he says, like, “Stop,” like, normally, and then when it doesn't work, he tells her “Stop it," using her [laughs] as transcript says, "demonic echo voice" [C laughs], which I love.

Anyway, Andy was about to attack Weber when Weber says, "If you don't stop doing that, Tracy's gonna do a little flying." And we turn around, and Tracy is standing on the edge of the dam. And Andy and Weber start talking, you know, like, actual exposition talking. And Weber says that the reason why he is trying to kill Stacy- no that's not her name. [both laugh] Why he tried to kill Tracy is because she's trying to come in between them. And he says, “She's garbage!” and I was like, “Oh my god, this guy's a fucking woman hater,” and then he says, "All of them," and I was like, “Okay, he hates everyone equally.” [C laughs] [laughing] At least this guy said "Women's rights. Women deserve to be hated as much as I hate other people."

C: I mean, I think that him being a serial rapist makes him a woman hater, though.

G: This guy doesn't get any passes.

And Andy says, like, "Are you really this stupid? You learn you got a twin, like, you call me up, you buy me a drink. You don't start killing people!" And then, this is the reveal. I think this is like, the most important part of the episode. Which is that Weber reveals that "he didn't want me to talk to you," and Andy asks, "Who's he?" And Weber reveals that Yellow-Eyes has been talking to him. Dun-dun-dun!

Yellow-Eyes has been talking to him in his dreams, saying that he's special and he's got big plans for him and for the both of them, and that he told him that he has a brother, Andy.

C: Dean starts hiding behind a tree and aiming a sniper at Ansem. And Andy continues, asking, like, "Why did you kill our mom, and why did you kill Dr. Jennings?" And Ansem says, “Because they split us up. They've ruined our lives, Andy. We could have been together this whole time, instead of alone. I couldn't let them do that. I couldn't let them get away with that. No.” I- I don't really understand Ansem, at all.

G: Yeah.

C: Like, why- what is his deal? What are his motives?

G: I guess we're supposed to feel here that Yellow-Eyes has been feeding him, like, shit, I guess.

C: Yeah.

G: He is like- I think one of the reasons why I wasn't compelled by this episode was because the villain, i.e. Weber, is just- he's not compelling. Like, he doesn't make that much sense.

C: Yeah. He's just like, cartoonishly evil.

G: Yeah, he's like, evil to a-

C: Everything he says is laughable because it makes no sense.

G: Yeah, which is like- I think the episode tries to acknowledge that by Andy saying, "Are you stupid? Are you really this stupid?" But still, even if you acknowledge it like that, like, it's still stupid! Like, his motives are still stupid, you know.

C: Yeah. Right, because I feel like if we got a little bit more of his childhood, like, maybe if he was abused or like, horrifically lonely, then I would get why he's trying so hard to have Andy as his brother and like, try to exert control over him, but like, we have nothing. Like, who cares if you have a twin? If I heard I had a twin, I would just go to sleep. Who cares? [laughs]

G: His backstory is that he asked his mommy for like, "Can I have a younger brother?" and the mom was like, "No." [both laughing] And then he was like, "I'm going to be evil for the rest of my fucking life."

C: Soo true.

G: Just get a dog, dude.

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C: Ansem sees Dean. He says, “I see you. Bye-bye.” And apparently the bye-bye was enough of a demonic echo command to prompt Dean to try to kill himself. "Bye-bye" is not specific, but alright.

G: I mean, he can like, mind control without using his voice, you know?

C: Yeah, that's true, that's true. So he was thinking-

G: And also, like, does he have magic hearing abilities now too? Like, why can he hear Dean?

C: I don't know. Maybe Dean just stepped on a really loud twig, but it wasn't important to his journey. [both laugh]

Dean's about to shoot himself, Tracy is crying and about to die. And then we hear a gunshot. And it's- Andy has shot Ansem in the back, and Ansem is dead.

G: Oh, just to clarify, Ansem is Weber, because we're using different names. Yeah.

Anyway, it's morning now, and we're still at the bridge, and Andy is talking to some police officers, and he's telling them that "Oh, Weber shot himself, and you all saw it happen" - you know, demonic echo-style. And the policemen are like, "Yeah, yeah, yeah." Sam and Dean are looking at him. Sam says, “Oh, he's getting better at it already.” Which like, I don't know. I don't know if we see- like, I don't know what we see of Andy's powers again, but I hope the next time we see him- okay, do you hope that the next time we see him, he can mind-control without words? Because that means he's been mind-controlling more and more, right?

C: He's practicing, right?

G: Yeah. And maybe that's not a good thing. Yeah. So maybe the next time we see him, his powers should be the same, so that's evidence that he learned his lesson of like, maybe his powers are not for good sometimes. [laughing] Wow. Hashtag nuance! [laughing] Is that what this is? Anyway-

C: Not on Supernatural. [G laughs]

G: As Andy keeps on walking towards Sam and Dean, he walks past Tracy, who avoids his eyes. And he tells this to Sam and Dean, that she won't even look at him.

C: And we're supposed to feel bad for Andy in this situation, and, like, not that much for Tracy, which pisses me off soo fucking much.

G: Yeah. Yeah. And he says that the reason must be because he has never used her powers with her before, but because he did last night, she's scared of him now.

Anyway, Sam says, "Well we should be going" - [laughing] doesn't even acknowledge that at fucking all. He's like, "Okay, cool, dude. We need to go now." And he hands him the smallest piece of paper possible, literally this piece of paper is fucking tiny, and he's like, "I wrote my cell phone number there. You don't have to be alone in this, alright? If anything comes up, just call me." Andy asks what he's supposed to do now, and Dean says, "You be good, Andy. Or we'll be back."

C: [laughs] Jesus Christ, Dean.

G: What a threat! And like, the whole episode he was like, "Oh, Andy is fine, Andy is good, like it's blah blah blah." And now he's like, "If you-"

C: [laughs] "I'm gonna fucking kill you."

G: "If you misstep in one direction- in one wrong direction, you're fucking dead, bro." And then, as Sam and Dean walk away, Sam says, “I was right, wasn't I? That he was a killer.” Dean says, “He's a hero. He saved his girlfriend's life, he saved my life.”

C: She's not his girlfriend, and she has a name. I hope Dean dies, and I hope everyone who wrote this episode dies.

G: Sam says, "Well, he wasted somebody still." Dean says, “Yeah, but he was pushed into it.” And Sam says, "Maybe that's what the demon is doing. Pushing us into things. Max Miiller was pushed. I was pushed by Jessica's death." Dean like, gets fed up, asks what the point of all this is. Sam says, “Right circumstances, everyone is capable of murder. Everyone.” Sam continues on, saying that he heard Dean say to Andy when Andy forced him to tell the truth that he's just as scared of all this as Sam is. And Dean's like, "That was mind control! It's like being roofied! It doesn't count!" Poor Dean.

C: Yeah, okay, but also- Do you think Dean's been roofied? Like, what is the point of this line?

G: Oh, it's like, heavily implied- like, there's like, a story later on in the show where he gets drugged-

C: Oh, right, in the Claire sex trafficking episode, right?

G: Yeah.

C: Yeah.

G: I'm not sure if, like, he does get drugged or he was threated to get drugged in that story, but, yeah.

C: I mean, it's sad that he's making jokes about it. Sorry, dude.

G: Yeah. Sorry, dude.

Dean continues on that they're just gonna find the "evil son of a bitch" and kill it. And Ellen rings them up and they go to the Roadhouse.

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C: I'm so- I don't know where to talk about how pissed off I am about the Tracy storyline or if it even should be in the episode, but I feel like this is the last place that I can. I don't know. What should I do?

G: You go do it.

C: Okay. I guess there's a lot of things that I am upset about with how they handled Tracy's storyline. It's- I don't get the point of the rape scene, it just feels, like, excessive, exploitative tragedy porn, especially with the fact that she's crying the whole time when everyone else was placid, and Ansem just keeps talking, and he's like, forcing her to unbutton her clothes and tells her to go slower for him. Like, it's just- it's so much detail, and like, they like, really make it clear how much she's being violated, and I don't think it's necessarily bad to be like, "this is a bad thing that's happening to her," because it is, but I think the point when you do something like that is that you need that character to have some amount of depth beyond just being a victim. The scene when Ansem and Andy are fighting and basically he's like, dangling Tracy in front of Andy like a toy, going like, "Oh, if you don't do what I want, like, I'll drop her!" is so- just the image of these two brothers like, fighting over this completely helpless girl who's like, half-undressed and is about to die is like, really fucking awful to look at. And it's just- and also, like, the very last scene with her, where she's like, just crying in her blankets. Because the way Supernatural works as the show without nuance where everyone looks into the camera and states the scenes- or states the themes- is that the characters that are done justice, I think, are the characters who get to monologue a bit about how they feel. Like, that's my standard of whether or not Supernatural views a character as a person. And the fact that Andy gets the ending monologue about how sad he is that his ex doesn't like him anymore because she almost got raped by his brother, and he has the powers that his brother has, and not like, her at all getting to talk about her feelings, or like, do anything, is just like, really, really disgusting to me, and I hope that Edlund has a really bad life. Yeah, [laughs] I guess that's all of it.

G: I think you can make the argument that like, it's bad because it's supposed to be bad, but like, it doesn't have to be that gratuitous, you know?

C: Yeah. And she still could have gotten to be a character.

G: Yeah. Like, the first part of your statement is like, like, yeah, Weber is supposed to be bad, that's why the whole scene was bad, etc. The part that's like, more egregious is the second part, which is that they don't provide any character traits to Tracy other than, you know, she's a victim of this terrible thing that happens to her, and also like, at the end you're you're supposed to feel bad for Andy specifically, instead of her, who just went through this horrific thing, so yeah.

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C: Okay, so we're back at the Roadhouse now. Sam and Dean are at the bar, Ellen’s talking to them. Jo's about to come up to them, but Ellen sends her off to pick up another case of beer, [laughing] probably 'cause she wants to keep Jo away from Dean? Is that the-

G: No! She just doesn't want Jo to listen to the case.

C: Okay, that makes more sense, but I didn't get that. Okay. So Ellen questions about the events of their last hunt, and Dean says that he is not gonna tell her because it's a family thing. And Ellen says, “Not anymore,” and says that she got all of Ash’s research, and, "So you guys think that the demon was the one who burned down Andy's house, and also your house?" Sam says, “Yeah, we think so,” and Dean's trying to hold him back from saying any more information while Sam seems down to collab with Ellen. Ellen asks why, and Dean says, “None of your business.” [both laugh] And Ellen says, "Mind your tongue with me, boy." And she says, “This isn't just your war. This is war. Something big and bad's coming, and it's coming fast, and their side holds all the cards. At best, all we got is us, together. No secrets or half-truths here.” So I guess it's nice that they're setting up the season as like, this war where they have these allies, but I don't know if that is what shakes out. I guess we'll see. So Sam finally reveals that there's people out there like Andy Gallagher, and then he makes a little face and he says, “Like me.” He says, “We all have some kind of ability, a psychic ability. I have visions. It's different for everybody. And the demon said that he had plans for people like us, but he doesn't know what the plans are.” Ellen immediately jumps to “Are these psychics out there dangerous?” and Dean’s like, “No, not all of them!” [both laugh] and Sam says, “Some are. Some are very dangerous.”

Man. Sam is always the one more willing to give like, monsters the benefit of the doubt until they look a little bit like Sam mirrors and then he's like, "Go fucking kill them. Do it! Do it!"

G: [laughs] Yeah.

C: So Sam says that the pattern isn't actually always there because Ansem never had a housefire when he was a child; there was nothing out of the ordinary. So Ellen says, “Okay, so if there's others like him, then there'd be nothing in the system. We wouldn't be able to track all of them down.” And Dean says, “So who knows how many of them are really out there?” Jo shows up again, and Ellen says, “You'd better break out the whiskey instead.” And the episode ends.

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G: I love the pose that Jo makes at the end of this episode. Like, she puts her hands on the back of her hips like an old lady, you know? [laughs] And I was like, "Yes, Jo! Arthritis at age 21 rights!" [C laughs]

Anyway, what do you think about this one?

C: I hated it. What did you think?

G: I didn't like it, but I don't think I hated it. Like, I just watched it, and I was like, "Yeah, sure I'm watching an episode of Supernatural," you know?

C: Yeah.

G: Yeah. I don't really have anything else to say. [laughs]

C: Yeah.

G: Your Best Line/Worst Line. What's your best line?

C: I think I kind of liked Dean's whole truth spell moment where he says, yeah, "He thinks you're a murderer, and he's afraid that he's going to become one himself because you're all part of something that's terrible, and I hope to hell that he's wrong, but I'm starting to get a little scared that he might be right." Like, sorry, bro. Sorry all of you.

G: Yeah. I like the- when Sam says, like, "Right circumstances, everyone's capable of murder. Everyone. You know, maybe that's what the demons doing. Pushing us. Finding ways to break us." It's just like, the concept that Sam's life is this one long manipulation to making him worse and worse and worse and worse.

C: Yeah.

G: And then, you know? He still ends up the way he ends up.

C: Yeah.

G: It's like, "Well, what a sweet, sweet lad." Worst line?

C: I mean, probably just anything from the rape scene, but I don't really want to repeat it.

G: or slyness.

G: I guess like, I didn't like Andy and Weber's conversation about- like, their entire conversation is so weird. Like, it doesn't make any sense. Like, the fact that he is killing Tracy for a romantic interest is so fucking funny to me [laughs] because like, it's basically what happens with Dean and Ruby, right? Like, you know.

C: Right.

G: Yeah. And it's like, [laughing] I feel like Dean uninhibited would have done the same thing with Ruby. And it's- I don't know. Like I said, I don't think they intentionally paralleled Weber with Dean, but it did happen, end up happening.

C: Mm.

G: Not the line that I hate necessarily, but it's just a line that- I don't know. I don't think it's the worst line. I think the worst line is like, similar to yours, but yeah.

Okay, so IMDB rating.

C: Not sure. Because we both did not like this episode-

G: But it is plot-heavy.

C: Yeah, and before I watched it, I had high hopes, because I feel like the general vibe that I got from Tumblr was that it was a good one.

I don't know, I think I'm just gonna go 8.2 just like episodes 2 and 3 of season 2.

G: I'll go 8 point... I feel like it would be higher because people like this episode.

Why? [laughing]

C: Yeah.

G: Why? It's so fucking- like, I guess I like Andy. That is true. He is a chari- he's not actually that charismatic, but he is like, an entertaining character to some degree.

C: He did steal the Impala.

G: Yeah, he stole the Impala.

C: And dated Cas.

G: And he is dating Cas.

So, I'll give this an 8 point... 8.3 just to hedge our bets, as we like to say. [laughs] Let me see. [singing to self] Oh my god!

C: What?

G: It's an 8.5!

C: Ughh. Why?

G: Horrific time that I'm having right now.

C: [groans] Yeah. Me too.

G: Last episode was literally a 7.9? A 7.8?

C: Yeah! It was a 7.9, and it was fine!

G: It was a good episode!

C: Yeah.

G: I'm tired, guys. [both laugh] I'm tired of IMDB lying to us.

C: Yeah.

G: One of these just says, "the ep is entertaining and adds to the plot of Sam's arc." So true.

C: It does add to the Sam's plot arc, correct.

G: This one says "by far my favorite episode."

C: For what?

G: For- "this episode is memorable because of Dean's slapstick comedy while trying not to do what he is told via Andrew's mind control." I do agree, that scene was very funny-

C: Yeah.

G: And I remember it so vividly, like, watching it the first time, I remember it vividly, so like, it must have- like, it sticks to me for a reason, and the reason is because it's an entertaining scene. But like, the rest of the episode doesn't make up for it, I feel.

C: Yeah.

G: Like, doesn't live up to it, you know?

C: Yeah. This one says that they liked the episode because Sam and Dean act like equals because they're like, both watching out for each other in different ways, which I guess is true? Sure. I'll take it.

G: Someone says this is the best psychic kids episode.

C: I- "Nightmare" was better.

G: I think "Nightmare" is very upsetting, so people might be turned off from it, you know?

C: Yeah.

G: This one is also ups-

C: Is also upsetting! Yeah, I found this one more upsetting than "Nightmare." I think it just like, depends on your sensitivities.

G: "Andy is a nice example of how the show refuse to treat all supernatural entities as evil." Eh, whatever, I don't really care. [laughing]

C: Eh. Yeah, whatever, I don't care what any of these people have to say. They're all wrong.

G: To me, Andy is Cas's boyfriend, and that's it! [C laughs]

C: So true.

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#transcript

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hi hi hello I don't know very much at all about tftgs aside from You Like It So It Must Be Cool, can I mayhaps coax some Rosa Rambles out of you? :O

hi hello thank you that is very kind,,,,,,,, i'm running on Stress Stress Anxiety Brain rn so i don't know how coherent this will be but talking about blorbos helps me feel better so i will Attempt A Ramble.

the tl;dr for tftgs is that it's a horror-comedy series that i have been fixated on for a hot minute and that i am almost constantly rotating in the background of my mind. it is INCREDIBLY problematic™ in several ways and i do have a lot of issues with it

(namely its handling of disabled/neurodivergent characters and ableism is Not Great at the best of times, there are minor characters who use a lot of nasty derogatory language that makes me super uncomfy even though i Know they're at least not Celebrated for that and are condemned by the narrative, and also a lot of the characters are just fucking MEAN to each other)

but something about it scratches an itch in my brain that i didn't know was there. i love the characters (or at least my six faves, but there's a lot of others i adore even if they're not My Blorbos) so dearly and i am going to scoop them up and run away with them at high speeds to give them the happy endings they deserve.

this is also where i reveal i haven't actually finished reading the series in its entirety yet because i am a slow reader. i did rewrite chapter one of the first book tho as like a writing exercise, and i posted some of that here if anyone wants to check that out (shameless self promo). (No pressure or obligation tho)

okay rosa rosa rosa my beloved darling rosa. i am going to talk about some of my headcanons for rosa and also share some of my favorite Rosa Moments in the series. i will put this all under the cut b/c idk how long this will be <3 i will avoid spoilers as much as possible in case anyone reading this wants to maybe check out the series (though if you do feel free to reach out for like. a list of relevant triggers/content warnings, b/c i am happy to provide).

ROSA VASQUEZ my darling. okay so rosa is a character introduced in the second book, and she is a d e l i g h t. like... the whole series centers around a group of people who work at a shitty gas station next to a shitty small town, and rosa is introduced as one of the newest employees at the gas station.

rosa is just. baby. and i don't mean that in an infantilizing way, i mean that in an I Love This Character way.

she's introduced as this incredibly sweet, bubbly gal who's excited to work at the gas station despite the fact that the people there keep treating her like shit even before she's hired. i'm not going to talk about calvin ambrose (a minor character in book two) in depth but i am going to hunt him for sport for being both sexist AND racist towards rosa. and for other reasons but that's a big one.

one of my favorite things about rosa is that like... the protagonist, jack, misses her first day of work SEVERAL times and so he can't train her!!! and eventually she gets so fed up that she comes to confront him! because rosa is a sweetheart but also she stands up for herself and others and I LOVE THAT.

and of course she's not mean but she does tell him off BUT when she finds out he had uh. very important and understandable reasons. she apologizes and he apologizes and anyway rosa and jack being nice to each other and being friends. it brings me joy.

and anyway rosa ends up telling jack that she's not going to work at the gas station actually, and she and jack wish each other well.

BUT S I K E HER NEW WORKPLACE ~MYSTERIOUSLY BURNS DOWN~ AND JACK'S BOSS TELLS HIM ABOUT IT BEFORE THE NEWS KNOWS ABOUT IT. AND THEN TELLS HIM TO MAKE SURE ROSA WORKS AT THE GAS STATION. WEIRD VIBES BUT OK!!!

anyway ok actual favorite rosa moments.

my favorite rosa moments from book two:

when jack is training her on and she is taking Super Careful Notes in a little notepad and taking the job Very Seriously

when jack runs out of things to train her on and she ends up like. deep cleaning the gas station out of frustration.

when she finds the box of videogames in the closet and gets REALLY EXCITED until she finds two dead mice in there. and then she asks jack if they can hold a funeral for the mice.

the mice funeral, where rosa gives an adorable and heartfelt eulogy for the mice

"rosa i'm sorry but you were floating off the ground and chanting in a voice that wasn't your own and we panicked" "oh. i'm sorry. i didn't mean to."

rosa just. she brings me joy. she is a delightful breath of fresh air in this series and even though jack is my All Time Favorite, rosa is up there too.

anyway uhhh some Rosa Headcanons That I Believe Are Canon And You Can't Tell Me Otherwise:

rosa is trans. i refuse to entertain arguments about this. how do i know? i just know.

she is also really short!!! she and jack are both incredibly tiny and everyone else is tall

i headcanon rosa as a biromantic asexual mainly b/c that's what i headcanon jack as, and i think the idea of them having that Solidarity is a super cute concept.

i like the idea of jack and rosa as having a kind of sibling-type bond. that's my ideal relationship dynamic with them.

rosa is implied to be one of the youngest/probably The youngest member of the main cast so i like to think she's a somewhat recent college grad who's just trying her best.

she absolutely likes baking. you cannot convince me otherwise.

in my AUs and such, rosa has a cat. he is a sphinx cat and his name is Mister.

okay this is long but uhhh last thing i will share. i do have some Art of rosa but tbh i'm not super happy with it </3 i will instead share a meme i made with tupperbot with rosa. a quote that i think sums her up as a character.

[Image Description: A screenshot of a discord message created with tupperbot. The message is from Rosa Vasquez, and reads: "I'm a nice person, but I'm about to start throwing rocks at people." End ID.]

#albatris #talk to the bunnykitty #rosa is best girl #sorry this is so long asdfjk; i'm incapable of being concise about my gas station blorbos #but thank you for the ask i appreciate it <333 #especially b/c you don't know these blorbos. thank u #also yeah tftgs has its Issues but i do have a lot of affection for it. mainly b/c the characters make brain go brr #also fun fact. idk if it's changed but for a while one of the only things about rosa on the tftgs wiki #was just 'her dress? it has pockets!!' #so yeah there's that

[athena-is-a-chaotic-lil-shit]

Of Ice and Blood

Part 6

Part 6~ cuz I love y'all <3 don't forget to drink your vitamins and keep hydrated! Stay safe and healthy my loves :)

Word count: 3k+ words

Pairing: Tai'chi Kashharzol (Orc) x Pearl Blackbell (Human OC/Reader)

Warnings: None. (tis a fluff-filled chapter)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

* beware of little shifts in perspective from two characters, we will be jumping casually from their minds.

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You caught the orc staring at you again, with a smile that made his tusks jut out more. "H-Hi!" you blurted out, waving.

As you began walking towards him, you found yourself losing balance, your legs giving out. You closed your eyes reflexively and expected to land face-first on the tiled floor.

Only you didn't.

You felt a strong arm around your waist and a large hand on your back, nearly covering the expanse of it. Instead of the floor, you found yourself smushed against something warm, and that thing, you figured out a second later, was Tai'chi's chest. You became flustered and felt your cheeks and ears redden. Your nose was practically inhaling his scent now, all that musky and rich smell of his making you light-headed. Stuttering, you pulled your head back.

"I-I-I— Ta-Tai'chi???"

Congratulations self, that was perfect, wow.

"Hm? Oh, uh, sorry. I acted on impulse when I saw you collapse." He said as the grip he had on you slackened and moved to hold your shoulder to support you in case you fall again, his other hand, though, remained in its place behind you.

"Don't w-worry about it. My legs just gave out, haha."

That came out awkwardly.

Damn, he is fast.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, his words filled with genuine concern. Your ears were sporting a tinge of red, he noticed. Your scent also changed, signaling you were flustered.

"Ye-yep! We should uh, head back to class now. Oh! We haven't eaten anything for lunch." You said and as if on cue, your stomach grumbled to agree, followed by another grumble but louder, it wasn't yours but Tai'chi's.

The two of you laughed from the sounds they made.

"You're right. How about we go to the cafeteria first to grab something before we head back to our classroom?" He asked, smiling down at you.

"Great idea!" You agreed, a little too eager than you would've liked.

"We should get going then."

He straightened up and removed his hand from your shoulder when he was certain you wouldn't stumble again. Though, he let his hand on your back linger a bit longer even after you left the office.

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The trip to the cafeteria was peaceful, minus the sounds of muffled talking coming from the rooms. Tai'chi was beside you as you walked down the halls, thankful that your legs found their strength again.

Arriving at the significantly less crowded canteen, both of you went ahead and ordered some food before finding a place to eat. Spotting a vacant one a few tables from the main entrance, you trudged to it, Tai'chi following close. You sat down and got a clearer look at his tray.

It was a lot, though you expected it to be. There were more vegetables than meat though.

"Not a fan of meat?"

He looked at you and laughed, echoing through the whole cafeteria, which resulted in some students glancing in your direction.

You were a bit taken aback, not expecting that sort of reaction from him.

"I'm sorry. I just- I don't know why I found it funny. I meant no offense."

"None taken."

"To answer you, I'm a huge fan of meat, red meat to be exact. This was the only portion that's left when I asked for more. And I'm still growing so I made up for the lack of meat with the vegetables. We orcs love a healthy and hearty meal."

What he said made you smile even more.

"What about you?" He glanced at your tray to see a portion almost similar to his albeit more assorted. This made him look back up and you, flabbergasted. "You can eat all of that?"

You looked down to inspect your food choice, and you instantly felt self-conscious.

"I...Uhm yes. I can." You replied, albeit meekly.

Tai'chi noticed the sudden change in your voice and made himself clear; "No, no I didn't mean it like that. I'm just, well, as you already know I haven't met many humans aside from the ones in a village back home, so I was just surprised." Watching him explain himself made you smile again. The thought of you being repulsive vanished out into thin air.

"I eat a lot. Though sometimes I eat more junk than healthy food. Anyways, let's begin, shall we? We're already late and I'm starving!" Laughing, you both know today's attendance in class isn't much of an issue. They did say there won't be any lessons today to give time for 'socializing' instead.

You stopped in your tracks when you realized you haven't shown him your face ever since you met. You looked around to see if anyone was watching and stole glances at the one in front of you. You slowly removed your mask and revealed your face. Not many have seen you without it, only those who are close to you, specifically your family.

"I guess this is the first time you've seen my face, huh?" Nervous, you asked.

Tai'chi stared at you so intensely you felt self-conscious once again. "I-Is there something wrong?"

'Shit, does he find me unattractive? Weird? Not that I expected the opposite but —'

"No. No, there's nothing wrong. You-"

"I'm what?"

"You're beautiful."

'Did he just—'

Your face heated up again and this time you had no mask to hide it.

Hastily, you covered your face with one hand and looked away.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when you did, coughing into his fist before he started eating.

Once you cooled down, you did the same. Trying to focus on the savory food they served in the uni.

Eat, damn it.

You barely noticed the orc, or perhaps you chose not to, as you wolf down your food like you haven't eaten for weeks. Another thing he found admirable and attractive. You ate cleanly, not letting a single piece of food go to waste.

He'll have to find some time later to formally introduce himself, along with other...things.

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You leaned back on your chair, noticing Tai'chi doing the same, as you let the feeling of content wash over yourselves. The food was great! You made a note to thank the cook later.

You sat up after a moment and arranged your dirty utensils. You were against the thought of making the cafeteria's job of cleaning harder than it is. So you cleaned up, stacked plates properly in your tray with concentration, you didn't realize until later that you did the same to his dishes. You didn't spare a peek up into his eyes or else you'd make a fool out of yourself again. Taking a napkin, you wiped your mouth clean before you quickly put on your mask, much to Tai'chi's dismay.

You stood up but before you could walk away, a hand reached out to grab your arm, stopping you. He stood up from his seat.

"Pearl."

"Uh, yes?"

"There's still time before our next class starts. Would you mind taking a stroll around the campus with me?"

"Y-Yeah— sure. I wouldn't mind." You replied, avoiding his gaze.

The two of you strolled around the quiet grounds of the campus. There were trees, younger than the ones in the forest. You took in the nice scenery before you, feeling the fresh, cool air, the gentle rustling of leaves, calming, and the scent of your companion to your left, relaxing and sweet. You were in a daze, barely paying attention when Tai'chi said your name and stood still.

"Hmm?"

He chuckled lightly at your response.

"I want to continue where we left off in the forest."

"Oh. Oh, of course."

"I want to know more about you, Pearl. So I'll start with my true name." He knelt down which startled you momentarily.

.

"I am Tai'chi Kashharzol, eldest of five siblings, son of Durog and Gala. I come from the Northern stronghold of clan Fatof'san. Before I came down to the city, I was trained and taught basic socialization by an old human who lived in the village under our protection.

"I went through one of my clan's traditions and hunted down my first Snow Bear. The elders gave me an honorary title to carry, right after my kill."

You stood there listening to him earnestly as he told you all of this with pride, taking in each word and committing them into memory.

"I was given the name, 'Frostbreaker'. It is my warrior name." He took a breath before he asked. "Will you honor me of becoming my friend?"

All of this sounds like a confession— technically it is but there's something, intimate about it. The way his eyes shone with such determination and something you can't figure out.

Should I ask? He stopped talking, snap out of it–

"Oh, wow. I mean yes! Yes I'll be your friend. I'd be more than happy to. The honor is mine!"

You beamed as he returned a toothy grin.

"Right. I should also say something like that, well, uh, wait." You were slightly nervous as you removed your mask, offering a shy smile before speaking.

Breathe in.

And out.

"I am Pearl Blackbell, only child and daughter of Leon and Athena Blackbell. I'm from a town, West of here, Red Springs is its name. My parents taught me martial arts, and, uh, the use of self-defense weapons." You paused and showed him your crimson knuckles. "This is my favorite one to use, I'm sure you noticed already. My father... didn't want me to leave home without any assurance that I can defend myself. You were right when you said I have experience in combat. A decent amount of it," you sighed.

"I always, almost every day, get into trouble standing up for someone, bullied, or abused. I also held my own when someone tries to harass me, smashing their faces in."

Tai'chi in turn listened closely, his gaze intense on you. He was concerned about what you implied. Many attempted to assault you? How many times? Did they hurt you? Your smile faltered as you told him the next things about yourself.

"I... didn't have friends as I grew up. People tend to be afraid of what they do not understand, y'know? They didn't want me near them, finding me weird for wearing a mask, plus my reputation for punching humans didn't help," you laughed self-deprecatingly. "So I spent my whole high school years training, mastering my art with the help of my father, who was of course, very strict and hard on me." Finding nothing else comfortable to say at this stage, you went quiet.

"Can I ask you a question?" The orc said a moment later. He was bothered by the fact you had no friends, not even one. And training, training meant pain.

"Only if I can ask one in return." You replied, feeling bold all of a sudden. He grinned at this.

"Why do you always wear a mask?"

There was no trace of ulterior motive in his scent, not the usual annoyance you smelled every time someone asked the same question. So you answered him, honestly.

"Promise you won't get weirded out?"

"I swear on my name."

"Oh. oh, okay that's good. You see, my nose, or my sense of smell specifically, is err, not normal."

Now this made Tai'chi's eyes widen. Did you have an illness of sorts? Is your health in danger? Were you h–

"I can tell how someone is feeling based on the changes in their scent. My nose is very sensitive to odors so I keep wearing a mask every time I go outside. It has been like this since I was born. My doctors say it's rare for a human to possess, they say it's special, a gift from a higher being."

"When we went in the cafeteria after our first class, "—Tai'chi inserted— "Was the reason you stopped advancing inside further, the sour and disgusting smell of the students in there?"

"Yes, actually— Wait, how did you know?" you asked.

How does he know??? Did he just smirk?

"I can smell them too."

"You can?!"

"Yes."

"So you mean to tell me, my nose functions similarly like yours?"

"Yes, perhaps, a little bit differently. Or maybe it's because you didn't hone it."

"How can you say so?"

"I can block out certain smells if I want to. And based on your reaction early on, you're having a hard time doing so, is that right?"

"W-Well, yes. You're right. Usually, I'd wear a mask with a basic filtration device, but that doesn't work when I'm inside a closed space and the scents are all mixed up and concentrated."

Tai'chi nodded in reply. He began to stand up and you were met with his towering form once again. You took a step back so you can put less strain on your neck from looking up.

"You still owe me an answer to a question by the way."

"Go on and ask then."

"So, uh, is it just me or when you told me about you...it kind of felt different from how talking to a friend sounds like..." You fidgeted, a certain heat slowly creeps up your face again as you looked around not wanting to meet his gaze. You felt your heart rate increase as you noticed his scent change, telling you you were right.

Tai'chi sighed heavily and rubbed his temples before gathering the courage to talk.

"Yes, it was different."

"So..."

"We use that kind of formality, usually towards someone we want to court."

Did he say 'court'?!

"C-Court??" you squeaked. Pretty sure your face is redder than the color of your brass knuckles, your heart hammering in your chest you believed he could hear it.

"Courting, or dating, or whatever everyone calls it down here." Breathing in deeply, he returned to kneel before you and took your hands into his, large palms caressing your small ones.

"I'll have to rephrase my words."

He locked his gaze into yours, deep blue eyes to your mahogany ones.

"Will you allow me to court you, Pearl Blackbell?"

"W-Why would you want to court me?"

The hell would someone want to court me? I'm seen as a freak by most people and I'm not soft or girly like the others. I don't like skirts or dresses. I hate makeup. I have calloused hands, scars hidden under my clothes. I don't understand —

He gave you a soft smile, cutting off your train of self-deprecating thoughts. "I can hear your mind, Pearl. Don't think low of yourself. You are amazing, y'know that? The first time I saw your eyes, and the moment you fought for my sake, I knew I was smitten. You are graceful, each motion fluid and filled with strength, people would never expect you possess until they feel it through a punch you throw. You are kind, righteous, beautiful, strong, with a heart of gold. It is a shame how most people do not see it. I want to prove myself to you, and win your heart properly."

You were about to pass out from his confession when you remembered you need to respond! Gathering what courage and energy you have left, you answered.

"I...Oh my God... I don't know what to say— I've never experienced this, ever! I'm afraid I won't know what to do- what if I mess up? What if I—"

"Listen, liga ni..." He cut you off as he rubbed circles on your hands, that small shift of language sent his voice into a guttural one. "This is also a first for me, and I share your fears in this. But my wish to pursue you remains unwavered. I will try my best to woo you, and if I do something you didn't like, it is up to you to end the courting, any time you want, and I will stop immediately. I hope we would stay friends if it comes that..." He said as he broke eye contact and looked down.

"Tai'chi..." Seeing him sad like this made your chest twist in discomfort.

Steadying yourself, you studied him, his scent was pure, no malice within his words, he was speaking from his heart. With renewed confidence, you finally decided.

"Tai'chi Kashharzol...I wish to court you as well."

He snapped up his gaze back to you and saw you smile. He scented you just to make sure you weren't doing this out of pity. The moment he realized it was genuine he lifted you in the air and spun you around. You were surprised at the sudden outburst but laughed together with him once you got over it. He set you down after a while and moved his face close to yours but halted immediately when he saw your eyes widen.

"Too forward?" He asked.

"Y-Yeah." Your heart was doing backflips, even if that sounds so ridiculous.

He understood. "I apologize, I got carried away." But before he pulled back you pressed a quick kiss on his forehead. He almost purred from the gesture but suppressed it as not to scare you in any way. You were new to this after all. He cleared his throat and reached out a hand to you.

"We should head back, our class will start soon."

"O-okay." You moved to wear your mask again before taking his hand, enjoying the rest of the walk in silence. You were still nervous, but you decided to focus on the now.

I've never felt like this before... Is it a good thing? I think it is.

And with that on your mind, you let yourself relax.

*

A pair of cruel eyes witnessed the whole exchange, remaining unnoticed as he hid behind a tree, a good distance from where you stood. They watched you and the orc walk away before they went the other direction.

"She will be fun to break. A female, human Blackbell, tempting. This will be a great chance to demonstrate and prove how monstrous an orc could be." They snickered. "I will enjoy this, exceptionally."

"In time, Pearl. In time."

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Now now who is this suspicious person?!

Liga ni — means 'little one' (as an endearment) in Orcish

Tags: @crackinanutshell @kokokatsworld @mitchiesdungeon

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hm.... i think i have to give you gareth. he's one of gawaine's younger brothers, he's either youngest or second youngest depending how people place modred but that's complicated and i'm not going to get into it. he came from the same root character as his brother gaheris and his nickname is beaumains which means fair hands. his nickname came from when he showed up in court as a fair unknown bc he wanted to prove himself instead of using nepotism to get what he wanted, and was immediately sent to work in the kitchens. the nickname was meant to be condescending but he didn't really care too much. it came from kei bc ofc it did. anyways after his stint in the kitchens lancelot knighted him so he could go on a quest to save the dame lyonesse from various knights named after colors at the request of her sister lynnette, who really wanted Literally Anyone Other Than The Kitchen Boy to do it and is kinda mean but he can take it. he succeeds and there's this whole ordeal of him and lyonesse trying to hook up but lynnette keeps using magic to get in the way and it's. pretty funny tbh. anyways i'm 100% sure that the only reason he shows up in modern media as much as he does is bc every modern author wants to have it known whether they're #TeamLynnette or #TeamLyonesse, like twilight but actually worthwhile. not saying who he actually marries in le morte but i'm personally team lynnette and i've long since established i want to bring sir thomas malory back from the dead so i can hunt him for sport. no matter what though the remaining sister is always married off to gaheris which kinda comes full circle ig.

#romeo.txt #mythologeekwriter

[whereismymindnow]

Shark (Troy Otto x OC)

I’ve really enjoyed rewatching FTWD lately, particularly S3 since Troy was such an interesting character that had so many complicated layers and I thought his relationship with Nick could have been explored so much more.

Anyway, this may not go anywhere, but here’s a one-shot or chapter one of a short fic for anyone that may be interested. I've not posted any fanfiction on Tumblr before so I'm fully prepared for it to flop haha! I do post on AO3 under the name Mikki19. :)

Song inspiration for the story: Plastic Heart by Ciscandra Nostalghia

This fic (if I expand on it on here) will have many dark elements due to Troy's mindset. Consider that your warning.

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This wasn’t how it was meant to happen.

All of this trouble over some half-rotten fucking apples.

She’d been minding her own business, her hunger leading her to not take full account of her surroundings as she came across the nearly dead fruit tree. Flies buzzed around the apples that had dropped to the floor long ago, but she noticed 3 overly ripened orbs clinging for life on one of the higher branches. Given how she’d been unable to forage much lately, she was willing to try and take whatever bits of the apples were left.

Her nearly empty bag dropped to the ground as she carefully put one foot in a groove of the tree and hoisted herself up. Her vision was blurry and her head ached, but getting the browning fruits above remained her goal. With shaky limbs she scaled the tree until she could stretch up and touch the apples with her fingertips. She let out a groan of pain as she gave one last stretch and grabbed the branch that held her prize; a small shake had the little round globes dropping to the ground with a squelch making her grimace. Beggars can’t be choosers, she reminded herself.

She hadn’t been expecting to hear the rumble of an engine or the large soldiers that slowly sauntered out of the truck. She’d frozen like a cat being caught climbing something they shouldn’t have as one stepped forward. His brown curls and bright eyes gave the impression of innocence, but the shadow of calculation overcoming his face made her realise how fucked she was.

Harper unsteadily slid down the tree and noticed how her bag – that had very little inside it apart from an empty bottle, a Swiss Army knife, a torn and distressed picture of her brother, and the collar of her dog that had defended her until the end – was closer to the man than to her. With a sharklike smile he picked up the bag and threw it behind him for one of his friends to rifle through and cocked his head to the side in wonder as to what her next move would be.

She heard him laugh as she dived behind the tree and ran as fast as she could to the building nearby. A loud scream left her as a corpse immediately launched itself at her as she burst through the door; its teeth were so close to her that she could feel a few strands of hair be ripped from her scalp as it snapped its jaws. She kept an arm pushing across its chest as she frantically ripped her pocketknife from her boot, flipped it open and sent the blade through the walker’s skull. The body dropped to the filthy floor, sending a cloud of grey dust into the air that made her choke. Harper turned her head and saw the soldier slowly making his way to the building she’d just entered.

So, here she was. Trapped like a mouse as the cat prowled around looking for its next meal. She slowed her breathing as much as she could and huddled under the abandoned desk; her hand held a strong grip on the knife but she could already feel her body shaking in exhaustion. She hadn’t eaten properly or slept more than a few hours for days since her camp got overrun by a hoard of the dead. She wasn’t ready for a fight. She knew that this was only going to go one way judging by the firepower that these men had and how clean and well-fed they looked. With any luck she could lose or injure the guy in the building and run out through a back exit.

“You know, I don’t want to hurt you. People always look at me like a monster, but I’m not. If you come out, there doesn’t have to be a struggle.” Harper could hear him in the corridor outside of the abandoned office she’d dived into. The way he sounded so chilled, almost bored or uninterested, made her want to deliver a swift kick to his smug face.

She’d always been a fighter. When the kid in 9th grade pushed her to the floor and laughed, she’d got up just as quick and head-butted him without a thought. When Sophia had looked at her brown curls with a sneer, she’d quickly pulled on the blonde locks until the girl begged for mercy. Of course, her spitfire nature came with consequences. She’d found that out pretty quick when her father started to use a firmer, more brutal hand in order to get her to comply, and her mother had pulled her out of school and begun to slip light sedatives in her food. They were afraid of her, she knew that. They were afraid she’d inherited that rage that had sent her grandmother into a mental hospital at the age of 39 until she died in a medication induced coma at 46. It wasn’t until her brother died when she was 18 that things began to change. Her fire had been reduced to nothing and she walked around the house like one of the dead even before they’d started to rise. Malachi had been her rock. He’d been the only one to believe in her and used that anger that burned within her belly to train her how to wrestle. She soon grew hungry for the sport and had aspired to join the independent wrestling scene as soon as she could break away from her parents. Malachi’s death had changed all of that though. The once bright-eyed girl had been reduced to a withered husk. The fire within had been extinguished and the thought of fighting made her feel nauseous. Her parents had been quite relieved; they’d have rather have her broken than be the monster they were sure she’d have turned into. From then on she’d been a shadow of her former self; she spent most of her days sleeping or pretending to listen to her mother prattle on about one thing or another whilst her father went to work.

She could feel that familiar ache in her chest. She wanted to get up and fight, but her legs felt like jelly and her head was about ready to explode. So, she waited. Her eyes clenched shut as the door to the office slowly closed. She heard the thud of a gun being put on the table near the door and the heavy footsteps of army boots make their way across the room.

“I know you’re under there.” A squeak left her mouth as two large hands slammed down on top of the desk. “Won’t you come out? You don’t even know what I have to offer to you. Those apples you were so desperately reaching for? I can give you a whole basket full… if you just come out.” He made it sound so goddamn easy and simple. “I said: come out!” The sudden anger in his voice made her gulp and slowly stand. Her green eyes met his; despite the anger that had been in his voice, his face was blank as he drank the sight of her in.

Her cropped top was torn and covered in blood, her shorts were dirty and her boots were worn. She was clinging to life by a thread and they both knew it. Her 5’7” stature was dwarfed by his large 6’1” body. He could tell she had been quite fit and muscular before all of this, but poor nutrition had left her looking withered and underdeveloped. He could easily see her ribs and hipbones from where she stood. She was completely filthy and he noted bruises and scratches on her legs from where she had been running wild for who knows how long. It was her eyes that got him the most; he’d seen those eyes before, he saw that same determination and anger every time he looked at his own reflection. She didn’t want to give up, but she was so tired. Her body wobbled in place and she sucked her chapped bottom lip between her teeth in an attempt to keep the sob that was building at bay.

“Come here.” When she made no effort to move Troy quickly reached forwards, grabbed her by the neck and lifted her over the desk so that she was in front of him. He laughed as his free hand quickly caught her wrist as she sluggishly tried to get him with her knife. “Drop it.” Troy murmured softly.

“No.” Her voice cracked from lack of use. “No.” A heavy sigh left his mouth before he tightened his grip until he could feel her ligaments and bones creak under his grasp. “Agh!” Her other hand came to claw at his fingers desperately as she felt like her wrist would break.

“Drop. It.” He hissed with no intention of loosening his hold until she complied like a good girl. The knife fell with a clatter as she swallowed down her pride and submitted. Immediately his once vicelike grip turned into a soft hold and he allowed his thumb to carefully rub the already bruising skin. “Do you see what you made me do?” He spoke like he was talking to a child. “I’m not a bad person. You just need to listen to me.” Troy watched as her face crumpled and she stared at her feet. He was so used to looking at people like an experiment that he was shocked to find his mind wasn’t trying to work out how long it would take this weakened girl to turn. He looked at her in wonder instead. He could tell that she was broken inside. It was easy to see as the swell of defiance was in her gaze but it was overpowered by the lost look. She needed someone to lead her. She needed direction… purpose… He’d give it to her. He could see her at the ranch with him. She’d be in the living area waiting for him to return from a hunt with a smile on her face and no shoes on her feet. She wouldn’t need shoes; shoes were only necessary for people going outside. He was all she would need. She would be his.

Harper carefully looked up at the soldier and blinked as she saw the concentration in them. “Who are you?”

“My name is Troy. Yours?”

“H-Harper.”

“Where are you from?”

“England… originally. We moved to the States after my brother died… too many memories at home.”

“How’d your brother die? Was he sick?” His head snapped to the side as her hand came up and connected with his cheek. Harper was breathless from the exertion but the carelessness in which he talked about her brother made her blood boil. Malachi was a subject not meant to be touched. “Hm… wrong move.” Troy’s grip tightened once again on her wrist as he spun her around, pushed her front onto the desk and pulled her limb until an aching pain grew in her shoulder from the angle. He used his own body to hover over her so that she couldn’t straighten up. “Apologise.” He wedged his legs between hers as she started to flail and kick out in order to avoid the low blow that she was aiming to deliver; his hips stayed firm against the back of her thighs despite the movements she was making. A deep groan left his mouth as her actions awakened the primal urge within him that told him to claim her. Harper suddenly stilled as she felt a heavy, hard length begin to grow against her ass. “Apologise.” He simply repeated, suddenly breathless as his body buzzed from the stimulation. He wasn’t used to this reaction. Sure, he could see pretty girls from those that would probably be a last pick, but he’d never felt this need to claim before. He’d had sex before, meaningless and ultimately disappointing sex with girls that had wanted to get closer to his perfect brother or had wanted a better standing within the ranch and chosen the somewhat vulnerable youngest Otto to try and make that happen, but this felt like more than just an urge to find his way into the warmth between her legs. This felt like something he needed; like the blood in his veins and the air that he breathed. She felt like a piece of the puzzle that would fit perfectly into place and make him feel that little bit more whole.

Harper could feel his hot breath shakily release against the back of her head and shuddered. “I- I am sorry.” She whispered gently in an attempt to appease the unpredictable man behind her. She felt him slowly release her wrist but he made no motion to move away from her. Her back tensed as his hands slowly went to her sides and gripped her hips. He stayed still for a moment, almost as though he was using his hold on her body to ground himself, before stepping back with a low chuckle.

“Good girl. You’re learning already.” Troy leant down and grabbed her knife, a knowing look in his eye as he pocketed it for himself before pulling something else out of his jacket. A thin strip of plastic was in his grasp. “Put your wrists out and together.” Harper exhaled as she looked at the cable tie. Exhaustion was defeating her and he’d taken what little energy she had left. Her body was propped up by the table behind her and she knew if she stepped away then her legs were likely to collapse.

“Where are you going to take me?” She asked softly understanding that she had no way out of this in her current state.

“Back to base. It’s safe there.” Troy stated proudly as though he was saving her and not taking her against her will. “Do you understand? I’m going to keep you safe. I’ll feed you and get you clean so I can see exactly what is under all of this filth.” Harper’s mouth watered at the thought of food and a shower. Her basic human needs screamed at her to obey as she shakily held out her hands to him. He carefully looped the plastic around her wrists and tightened it until she winced; only stopping when her eyes looked into his pleading for some form of mercy. “Are you thankful?” Harper gave a shaky nod under his intense stare that seemed to strip her naked and glare into her soul. “Use your words.”

Harper swallowed down her bile as he raised his brow expectantly. “Yes… thank you, Troy.” His grin was the last thing she saw before her body finally gave up and she dropped to the cold ground unconscious.

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You look for me Inside the dark I am the ocean You are the shark You hunt me like Your last goodbye Oh fallen angel Of the night

---Plastic Heart by Ciscandra Nostalghia---

#fanfiction #ao3 fanfiction #troyotto #troy otto #ocs #original female character #troy otto x oc #fear the walking dead #ftwd

[tauremornalome]

jc/lwj? this had not occurred to me but i'm thinking about it now and i am Intrigued. it seems extremely sad, which i like about it.

disclaimer, i am Really Bad at talking about things i like in fiction because dhdgsjdhdj Words Difficult (and also its almost 2 am rn)

BUT aaaaa yes!! extremely sad and angry, both of them. excellent mixture. let them argue and also kiss about it.

imagine you are jiang cheng and you lost Everything and you have like 3 relatively calm years to get your shit together. your sect, kinda isolated from others by the fact that you are not sworn bros with 3zun. your nephew, who is a baby and then a toddler and whose existence reminds you about everything you've lost. your own emotions - haha, good luck getting that in order lmao. for the expected period of time (or maybe a lil longer) you wear mourning robes, ONLY for your SISTER of-FUCKING-course (and you will whip anyone who suggests that you might be also maybe grieving wei wuxian).

also you saved that spooky flute and you rlly don't know what to do with it so you Repress Emotions Even Harder. and maybe hope someones gonna come and collect it (someone whos NOT jin guangyao, that lil snake. fuck off jin guangyao you are NOT getting yiling patriarch's flute. Stop Breaking Into My Chambers And Trying To Steal It)

and then. and then lan FUCKING wangji leaves his seclusion in Dramatic and also Very Fashionable Mourning Robes and you are like, ohhh master lan did someone die at the cloud recesses?? but wangji shoots you The Glare and of course you know who he is mourning. and you try very hard not to lose ur patience, right, and you wait for him to like maybe Stop and Get Over It, come on. but he doesn't, and also looks at you like you should be ashamed for not doing the same as him.

(also wangjis got a kid now and you perhaps remember a toddler running around the burial mounds, and you listen to the lan clan go "oh yes its hanguang juns illegitimate son, mhm. his name is Lan Imissweiying" and you are like. HOW is anyone buying this dumb story)

Yeah now imagine you are lan zhan and There Is No More Joy In Your Life, Birth Is A Curse And Existence Is A Prison, and you leave your seclusion being still depressed as fuck, and theres that guy who basically kind of killed wei ying. and even if he didnt kill him he still, you know, attempted. so. and that guy is apparently now famous for hunting demonic cultivators for sport??? for who knows what purposes but rlly probably nothing good considering he's whipping them with sexy lightning whip. and you are like, hey, i am ALSO gonna hunt demonic cultivators. No I Dont Know What Imma Do With Them. maybe ill find wei ying, u kno, since i lost my purpose in life anyway.

for the record, jiang cheng is probably also not sure what for hes hunting demonic cultivators. he has NO idea what hes gonna do if he actually finds wei wuxian.

So they probably keep running into each other??? And being VERY pissed off about it. knowing jiang cheng hes gonna yell at lwj for everything Except nightless city, and knowing lan zhan hes gonna reply "mn. btw u killed wei ying" to every single sentence jc says to him.

Yeah look I AM WEAK and also i read way too much foe yay not to want this to turn into Angry Depressed Desperate Making Out, u kno.

so they are both angry, repressed and depressed and well dressed so they have sex about it instead of going to therapy and Somehow it helps. Not because of the Depression-Curing Dick trope which i hate but because they look at each other afterwards and go "uh, fuck, things have gotten REALLY bad if im sleeping with HIM to forget about it"

and then they probably have sex again and again because they are still fucking stupid

other thots i have about jc/lwj include:

- them begrudgingly working together to bring down some wwx impersonator while still hating each others guts

- jc confronting lwj about sizhui and the Dumbest Cover Story Ever

- idk yet im thinking bout this but i Really need a situation where its CRUCIAL that wangji uses musical cultivation but doesnt have his guqin bc some dumb reasons and jc is like, here, catch this and gives him freakin Chenqing and wangji wants to Murder him but plays the damn flute bc otherwise they are gonna die and as jc pointed out sizhui will be left alone in the world

- lwj IS DEFINITELY GONNA FIGURE OUT THE GOLDEN CORE THING come on. wangji is hurt or sth and jc uses spiritual energy to heal him and suddenly wangjiis like WAIT A MINUTE I KNOW THIS SPIRITUAL PATTERN WHATS GOING ON bonus points if hes like. Delirious and starts calling for wei ying and jiang cheng invents 23 new swearwords to let him know what he thinks about him

- jc at some point awkwardly tries to give chenqing to lan wajgji but lwj gives it back to him

yeah and at some point they Stop having sex about it, and they both kind of.... Calm Down, and wangji is still wearing the mourning robes but hes less obnoxious about it, and jiang cheng still whips ppl but now he has a better idea of what hes gonna do if he finds wei wuxian.

and they are... friends.... now? neither of them will say it out loud but like. They Are Friends Now.

and then when they are basically almost done with Unhealthy Grieving Mechanisms wei wuxian actually comes back to life and ????¿??¿??¿¿¿?? Fuck, thinks lan zhan. Fuck, thinks jiang cheng.

......ahem. SORRY, this has gotten slightly out of hand. Im Emotional about it.

theres one fic on ao3 that i really love and which expresses a lot of the things about this that i couldnt express; i will link it in the replies when i find it

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TL;DR they are both too angry and have their brains Fucked Up by wwx's death, they are not willing to go to therapy so they should at least kiss about it; also go read the fic i linked in the replies because its excellent

#l9 #untamed #the untamed #lan zhan #lan wangji #zhancheng #??? i guess thats the ship name #jiang cheng #jiang wanyin #jwy #lwj #jc/lwj #cql #chen qing ling #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #you did it people you made me write a ship manifesto. what the fuck #cql meta #mdzs meta #is it meta? im gonna call it meta #brjan tag #szipuj to kobjeto rozkazuję ci

[rebelsandtherest]

ok now I'm interested: what about nation friends? 🤔 Alfred and Mathias eventually start getting along but does Alfred always gravitate toward the loud and boisterous ones?

Oh now this is a really interesting question!

I feel like the twins hang out with many of the same people, but of course have different dynamics with them all. The two most obvious being:

France: France is close to both brothers, but treats them quite differently. He still treats Matthew like he is younger than he is; maybe it’s because he longs for the days when he was small and sweet and dependent on grand frère, or maybe because he admires Matthew’s soft earnestness and feels the need to coddle him somehow. He treats Alfred more like a peer. Actually, he treats Alfred not unlike how he treated England, back in the day. Alfred and Francis fought side by side in the Revolution, but Alfred neglected to help Francis during his revolution, and Francis has never really let him forget it. The bad blood has dried, but the bickering continues. It’s incredibly easy for Francis to get a rise out of Alfred (not unlike Arthur) so he agitates him on purpose for the fun of it. But beneath it all, they’re close friends.

England: Unlike France, England treats Matthew more like an adult than Alfred. This is not to say that England treats Alfred like a child, but rather as an adult who is painfully childish. Matthew and Arthur fought side by side for years, through two world wars and worse. Arthur gave Matthew his independence willingly, but Matthew continued to stay by his side anyway. They have a very easy affection between them, and despite all the rumors that Arthur forgets about Matthew at the drop of a hat, he has a soft spot for the boy. He doesn’t understand Matthew (though he understands America perfectly, because sometimes it’s like looking into the mirror of four centuries ago) but he appreciates his quiet strength. Alfred, on the other hand, is someone who can speak one syllable and still have Arthur rolling his eyes. Alfred and Arthur disagree quite often, and will at any opportunity differentiate themselves from the other. However despite it all, they’re so similar and so compatible that bickering with anyone else just doesn’t seem worth it. In many respects they are each others’ best friend in the world, though Arthur wouldn’t want to admit it. The “Special Relationship” is still very special to them both.

Those are two big ones. And obviously, they both know all of the other nations, or at least nearly all of them. But as far as friends go, they share some but not all. Quickfire, here are some nations that I think both Alfred and Matthew are reasonably close friends with:

Prussia: This one is a weird one; Canada is friends with Prussia mostly because Prussia never forgets that he exists. Likewise, as a now-defunct country, Prussia likes hanging out with Canada’s chill vibes, even if he does complain about it. Alfred and Prussia are friends because... well, come on. Prussia brings out Al’s worst maniac instincts. They never really spent much time together until Alfred was helping break Gilbert out from behind the iron curtain. It was then that they realized that the other was a pretty awesome dude, and have since been partners in sometimes-literal crime.

Finland: Alfred and Tino are bromance made in gun-show heaven. They both appreciate a good hunting rifle, and like hitting the range together (much to Berwald’s horror). Tino and Matthew, on the hand, bond over winter sports, and much to Alfred’s confusion, heavy metal rock. They also argue over who has larger moose.

Australia: Both Alfred and Matthew were well on their way to adulthood when Jett was still young. They remember him as the wildly irreverent little brother who would wrestle anyone and anything, and they both adore him. All three bond over their local wildlife and national parks; Alfred and Jett argue over who has bigger crocs (it’s Jett).

New Zealand: As Matthew is to Alfred, New Zealand (do we ever learn his/her name??? I always headcanoned NZ as a girl, but apparently it’s a guy?) is to Jett. NZ gets along with Matthew better than Alfred, but idolizes Alfred in some respects. They very much have a “small dog complex”, and are willing to throw down with their three much older, bigger, stronger brothers. Refuses to be left out of a fight. NZ teaches Matthew how to knit sweaters.

South Africa: Again, one of the old empire crew. They get together and bitch about Arthur sometimes. If put into a room togther, Alfred, Matt, SA, and Jett will start talking/complaining about wildfires. 

India: ...and again, empire crew. India is closer personally to Matthew, and is easily irritated by Alfred (his imperialistic tendencies and all that), but generally they get along. Alfred cannot get enough of Indian food. India and Canada play cricket whenever they see each other.

Ireland: Ireland is the twin’s favorite (and only) older sister, and she knows it. She adores the twins, and sometimes takes credit for how they turned out. She’s taught them both a lot about music and poetry, and perhaps a little too much about food. She takes credit for the popularity of American as well as Canadian whiskey.

Scotland: Scotland took a little longer to warm up to the twins, but likewise likes them both. He’s tried to teach Alfred to play rugby, but Alfred either can’t understand or refuses to accept the rules. Bizarrely, Scotland loves skiing, and loves traveling to north america to get in some practice with the twins. Scotland also takes credit for American and Canadian whiskey. He and Ireland fight about this often. 

And here’s a few countries whom Alfred is friends with that Matthew isn’t quite as close to:

Germany: Of course Matthew is friends with the guy, but only casually so. America was friends with Ludwig back when Ludwig was still quite young. Alfred saw them as peers back then. Alfred also took in a lot of German immigrants in the 18th and 19th centuries. They obviously avoided and hated each other for much of the 20th century, but they’ve come back around. Ludwig is a little bit older than Alfred, and he often finds himself giving Alfred brotherly advice. Of course, he does the same thing to his own older brother. Poor Ludwig is often confused as to how he ended up being everyone else’s voice of reason, considering 20th century history...

Japan: Alfred isn’t always friends with the loud ones. They have a bit of a strange relationship, considering how America forced Japan to open up to the world, and then bombed it to an unconditional surrender, but nonetheless, Alfred and Kiku are inexplicably extremely close. They bond over video games and manga. Kiku appreciates how much Alfred loves all the food he makes. He is, however, a little horrified when Alfred tries to mesh Japanese cuisine with American (see: sushi burrito). Alfred loves Kiku’s sense of style, and especially all the cherry trees he’s sent over the years.

Denmark: As previously discussed, I see the relationship between Mathias and Alfred being very much a two-spidermen-point-at-each-other-in-the-parking-lot kind of deal. They’re extremely similar in personalities, and when they first meet, they despise each other for this reason. But after a while, they loosen up and have a few beers together, and they’re off to the races. Gilbert is the friend whom Alfred does absolutely insane and probably illegal shit with. Mathias is the guy he calls when he wants to have a beer or ten and run around the city at 1am drunk singing 80s rock ballads. Mathias has tried to teach Alfred Danish. It has never gone well.

And a few that are more of Matthew’s friends than Alfred’s:

Mexico: Okay, Mexico and Alfred are “”””””””Friends”””””””””, but Mexico and Matthew actually you know, get along. They get together once in a while and it usually turns into a bitching session about Alfred. 

Cuba: Kinda the same situation as above. They met when Cuba mistook Matthew for Alfred and beat him up, and he’s been apologizing ever since. When Matt needs to relax and get away for a while, and maybe wants some ice cream, he’ll call Cuba.

Netherlands: The Netherlands is one of Matthew’s closest European friends aside from England and France. He’d hardly ever seen Ned prior to the second world war, but they became best friends afterwards. This has mostly to do with Canada’s role in sheltering the Dutch royal family during the war and their role in liberating Holland from occupation. Ned still personally brings Matthew tulips each year. They enjoy discussing gardening and music. Matt looks forward to his visits every year. Even though everyone says that Netherlands is a stoic and mean individual, Matthew thinks he’s a big softie.

These are all incomplete lists, but you get the idea. I think they hang out with a lot of the same people, not always. 

As a bonus, there are two “friends” of Alfred’s that Alfred doesn’t really like that much, and by extension, Matthew doesn’t like all that much either because they’ll probably mistake Matt for Alfred and beat him up: Russia and China. 

#hi-what-even #aph america #aph canada #aph england #aph france #aph prussia #aph finland #aph denmark #aph india #aph cuba #aph mexico #aph germany #aph netherlands #aph new zealand #aph australia #aph ireland #aph scotland #aph japan #i think thats all the ones i mentioned #headcanons #hc

[prismatales]

The Dance

Anon asked: okay I know this is dumb but may I please request some kind of fic where UA has a dance to get the students mind off of everything (stupid I know). But just Izuku or Bakugo or Todo or Kiri's reaction when they see their s/o in a dress? This is something I can't get out of my head.

Okay Anon, first thing first this is NOT dumb at all, this is a cute request and if you want to call a request "dumb" that would be the crack category, and not even that's "dumb", it's actually comedy so don't go around thinking your ideas are dumb! Otherwise I'll hunt you down and hide all your keys!

Music resonated loudly all over the Gym Gamma, which the school had used for this dance in order to help the student "get ther minds off everything that happened over the last months". It had been a sudden announcement which made nearly all the girls busy the week before the party, looking for everything they needed, from dresses to shoes to make-up and what not.

In a way, the mere subject of looking for something to wear for this party was already helping lift everyone's spirits, all but a few that were left moping due to a different reason.

Kirishima sighed in disbelief as he watched all of his friends having fun on the dance floor, nice and cold drink in hand while he observed everyone having the time of their life for once.

Why was he droopy in the first place? it's pretty simple actually.

Everyone BUT his s/o had come to the party, even Bakugo was there! Although he was just leaning against a wall with his own drink in hand, but anyone with a keen eye could see the way his head would go up and down slightly at the beat of the music while he stared at the crowd.

But (Y/N) was nowhere to be found and even told Kiri they wouldn't be attending this dance, mentioning something about feeling a bit under the weather and wanting to do nothing but take advantage of the break and have some rest. But not without insisting for their boyfriend to go to said party anyways and have a good time, the smile on their face was the only thing that convinced the red haired guy to come to this party.

So he came to the party just like they told him, but sadly he wasn't having such a good time in the end, since the moment Aizawa made the announcement of the party Kirishima was already planning on spending time with (Y/N), he would have preferred to stay at the dorms with them, but the way they pouted cutely and told him not to worry and go have fun won him over.

Now here he was, surrounded by people dancing in pairs and watching as everyone got closer the moment a slow song started, the lights in the gym went faintly lowered, giving the whole place an bit of a romantic vibe, only making his mood even gloomier, but he just shook those negatives thoughts off his mind, it was no use coming to a party just to be moping around, he told (Y/N) he'd have a good time and he was going to make sure to have one of the best nights of his life.

That's when he felt someone tap on his shoulder and turned around to see the person trying to get his attention, and his words died at his throat at the sight before him.

There in all their glory stood one of the persons he cherished the most, (Y/N), wearing a beautiful High-Low Navy blue dress adorned with a delicate floral pattern all over the delicate fabric, their (h/c)(h/l) hair down into an elegant array of beach waves and the make up while very subtle made their features stand out dramatically.

The sight in front of him left Kirishima stunned, speechless, delighted, making his eyes widen in realization of who was the person smiling sweetly at him with a light blush adorning their face. It was like he was looking at a work of art. His extended silence did nothing to help tranquilize the nerves (Y/N) was feeling in that moment. After all this was the first time their boyfriend was seeing them in clothes that were meant for a party and not their characteristic sports wear.

"Hey Kiri..." They giggled shyly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind their ear, eyes half-closed with a slight trace of embarrassment as they started glancing all over the gym nervously.

"B-Babe?!" He exclaimed with happiness once the surprise of seeing (Y/N) finally settled in, his heart as nearly jumping out of his chest in euphoria at the realization he would be able to enjoy this party with the person he loved

"I thought you'd be staying at the dorms, weren't you feeling peachy? You shouldn't be pushing yourself!" His hands rested on (Y/N)'s shoulders, concerned for their partner's health, but all they did in response was lay their hands on his chest in a reassuring manner.

"I'm sorry for lying to you babe, but I was never sick to begin with and I wanted to surprise you, this is the first time you've seen me wearing something like this after all" (Y/N) stepped back before twirling gracefully in front of their boyfriend "So, do you like it?"

"Like it? I love it! You look beautiful!" Kirishima remarked with excitement flowing through every word, he mushed their cheeks softly before laying a soft peck on their lips which only helped making (Y/N) blush a deep shade of crimson. "You could be wearing those sweatpants of your that are twice your size and you'd still be the most beautiful person in my eyes"

The only thing he got as a response was a smack on his chest, (Y/N) was blushing furiously by now, their crimson face hidden by their hair as they laughed as his response "You're such a dork, you know that right?"

"I'm only telling the truth! Now, want to dance so I can brag to everyone how amazingly beautiful my (Y/N) looks?"

"I'd love to!"

MASTERLIST

#bnha imagine #mha imagine #kirishima x reader #kirishima ejirou #bnha eijiro kirishima #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #mha imagines #bnha imagines

[estrxlar]

The Ghost Of You

21 - Unwanted Inconvenience

I've changed the band name from "Xannys" to "Grimlace". I am extremely sorry for making you all suffer through having such an awful band name in the past.

I cannot stress this enough, please vote for my chapters! And I love every comment I get so much!! It makes my day seeing the number of comments I get:)

This chapters songs:

Retreat! - Crumb

Sponge Won't Soak - Wild Moccasins

Dark Red - Steve Lacy

- Y. L. Perspective

"Uhm...Suga?" Tanaka's voice is heard to our left, waking both me Koshi up from our very long nap. "We're here you know."

His awkward tone alone was enough to send us both jumping out of our seats, fearful that the entire team had waited for us to get up. But thankfully, it was just Daichi and Tanaka standing above us.

Both Koshi and I look at each other in unison. "Sorry..." he manages to mumble while leaving the seat. I follow him shortly after, leaving the van empty.

Was I sorry? No. The nap against Koshi was five stars. I hadn't ever had such a comfortable car ride in my entire life until I rested on him. Besides, he was my boyfriend. Why would I be sorry for something silly like that?

What I was sorry about was that we almost got noticed by Eclair. The entire team knew about Koshi and me, except for her. I didn't know much about her and from what I perceived of her she didn't seem like a drama starter. She would most likely cry and yell and forget about it when she went back to France in a couple of days.

We had thought everyone would be tired after such a long car ride. But not Hinata. He admired the structure of the big building, yelling, "Wow! I've never been to a training camp before! This feels so cool!"

"It's just a training camp," Kageyama remarked, yet Hinata stands unfazed.

The team entered the building, all of us observing its basic beige architecture and decor. Everyone gathered around Takeda to ask which rooms they were assigned to. As for Kiyoko, Eclair, and I—we had asked him beforehand to get a head start.

All three of us manage to sneak off from the crowd and hunt down our room number: #613. Although I wasn't very comfortable around Eclair, I didn't feel uneasy to be sleeping in the same room as her. It only meant I couldn't update Kiyoko on my relationship with Sugawara.

Once we'd found our designated room, I unfolded the tiny key and stick it into the lock, hearing a click not soon after I turn it.

When I had opened the door, I wasn't entirely dissatisfied. There were two bunk beds on each side of the room, all four mattresses covered in floral printed sheets with nightstands next to them. The curtains had the same pattern as the sheets, falling over a large square window.

Overall, it was a nice room. Way nicer than the previous motels and hotel rooms that my band had stayed in during concerts and such. All stank of marijuana and alcohol.

Eclair's brackets make a 'jingle!' sound while she squealed, "it's lovely!" The girl runs up to one of the bottom bunks and places her bag there, collapsing onto the mattress. "I'm so thankful to be spending my last few days in Japan here!"

Kiyoko nods gently, her too putting her luggage on the opposite bunk bed. Assuming she wouldn't mind it, I threw my bag on the bunk above her. It would most likely be easier to communicate with her if I shared a bed with her.

"Yes, it's very nice," I say, smiling merely at the blonde girl.

Kiyoko began to unpack her toiletries into the small drawer attached to the bunk bed. I hopped down from the top bed and did the same, observing the carvings that the drawers had. Names, dates, and funny remarks were scratched out in the middle of it, lots of them left from previous sports or art students that came to this building for a camp of some kind. All were either hilarious, inappropriate, or gentle. But in all, they made me smile.

"So you're in a band, Y/n?"

In my eyes widen in fear. Nobody from the team other than Sugawara, Daichi, and Kiyoko knew that I was in a band. So how did the girl find out?

Hesitantly turning my head, I nod, making out an awkward smile across my face. "Uhh, yeah. How'd you know?"

She sits up confidently and chuckles. "I was taking a glance at your Instagram. You seem to go on a lot of trips around the world!"

I wasn't very used to being confronted about my band. And besides that, being acknowledged she was looking through my Instagram was stressful. If she knew about my band, was it possible she knew about Koshi and me?

"Yeah, I travel now and then." Proceeding to unpack my things as if it was no issue to be questioned, I place my pairs of shoes under the bed.

No matter how uncomfortable I attempted to make my tone, she kept on going. "Oh...that sounds like fun! You must have so many fans. Your voice is great too. I wonder why you've never told them team about Grimlace!"

"Hm, I like to keep my life outside of volleyball private..." I say. "Could you please not tell anybody else?"

My question sure was quiet but clear to her. It would determine whether or not Eclair was a bitch or genuinely a nice girl.

Thankfully, she nods lightly, messing with her nails. "Of course not."

Suddenly, the conversation is put to the side by a knock on our door, sending Eclair, hushed Kiyoko, and me to flinch.

Kiyoko puts a hand on her chest, sighing in relief that the tension was interrupted. "Come in," she tells the person on the other side of the door.

Two boys are revealed; Nishinoya and Tanaka walk in, already dressed down in their "sleep clothes", which consisted of a white t-shirt and shorts. Could I talk any mess about their outfits? Nope! I was planning on wearing the same thing.

The buzzcut bow flutters his eyes at the sight of Kiyoko brushing her hair and quickly grows flustered. "L-ladies! Dinner is on the table." He spoke loud in nervousness. "Do you guys like your room?"

"Tanaka, we've been in here less than ten minutes. I'm surprised you're already gotten dressed!" Kiyoko speaks in a sweet tone that seems to mesmerize him. She finished up brushing the ends of her hair and dusts her hands off on her sweat pants, before looking towards the other two girls in the room: Eclair and I.

We nod and drop what we were doing to exit the room with her. If the odds were in my favor, Eclair wouldn't continue interrogating me during dinner. If so, she would soon find out about Koshi and me from one of the men that walked behind us, flustered they'd

Not soon after leaving, we arrive in the mess hall, where the volleyball club was spread around filling their plates and emptying them into their tummies.

The two boys leave our side to continue eating and we help ourselves to some plates. Today they served simple rice, roasted vegetables, and chicken. Nothing special, nothing utterly disgusting. As I'm picking up my food, I look over to the lunch table that the boys were scattered upon, keeping an eye out for any gray-haired men.

There he sat next to Daichi, eating small portions of the rice left in his bowl. 'Does Eclair's being here mean I'm not allowed to sit next to my boyfriend during dinner?' I think internally, finishing filling my plate.

Kiyoko helps herself to sit right next to Daichi, fitting in with the rest of the third years that sat on the bench next to the second years Ennoshita, Kinoshita, and Narita. Across from them were the first years and the terrible two: Tanaka and Noya.

I stood uncomfortably at the end of the wooden table, looking over it to see if there were any empty seats I could eat in. All that looked back at me were eyes of curiosity and confusion.

It only took a few seconds of staring until someone was nice enough to mention my standing there.

"Y/n! Why don't you take my spot? I'm just about done anyway," Daichi tells me while he got up from the bench with the now empty tray. I look at Daichi, then Koshi, then to Eclair who was now walking towards the lunch table.

I of course didn't want her to take my spot, so I nod and bow politely, before switching places with Sawamura. He pays my shoulder gently, whispering, "you're welcome!"

Kiyoko and Koshi both smile at me, scooting over the slightest to make room for me. I say my thanks for my food and began picking at my rice, listening in on the boy's conversation.

"And then I spent my time practicing on the girls' team since I didn't have anyone else to practice with me. It sure felt like I was a part of their club!" Hinata told us, Eclair sitting down next to him, beginning to eat her food as well. "What about you guys? Did you guys have any rough stories before getting into volleyball?"

Tanaka cuts the air with his pointer finger, motioning for us to pause any conversation until he was done chewing. "I used to be a mega introvert before attending Karasuno!"

"Yup, Ryunosuke was just like Kageyama but worse," Nishinoya commented.

I raise a brow at the mention of that. Tanaka—a boy at the edge of having a breakdown?! I couldn't speak for myself. I too was a short-tempered girl towards the beginning of high school.

Kageyama scoffs, rolling his eyes at the mention of his name. "I'm not that bad, you know." We all knew that was a lie. As much as he denied it, Tobio struggled with his anger issues.

Eclair raises her hand slightly, swallowing a lump of rice. "Don't sweat it Kags, everyone has their embarrassing issues. For instance: I used to be such an obsessive girl in my first year. I'm sure I was a nuisance to many of the people in the volleyball club. Always talking in class and being a ditz was my specialty!"

"What about you, Y/n? Have you ever been involved in volleyball, or is this your first time being a part of a volleyball club?" Nishinoya asks me. At first, I thought of shaking my head and replying with a no, as if my memory of middle school had disappeared from my mind.

After thinking about what to reply with for a second or two, I nod my head slightly. "Hm...in junior high I was on the girls' volleyball team, but I was more of a bench warmer. I only joined the team to be closer to my friends, that's all."

"Aren't you friends with the captain of Seijoh 

boys volleyball club? You know, since you went to middle school with him?"

I look up to the girl who assumed such ridiculous things, Eclair. There she sat with her chopsticks in hand, lips parting slightly. It was crystal clear that she was trying to dig out my history and force me to tell the volleyball club about my personal life further than what I was comfortable with.

Knowing that I was uneasy, Koshi lays his hand gently onto my knee under the table, squeezing it ever so slightly. My heart beats in its cage, anxious at how many ways this conversation could go if I had said the wrong thing.

"...is that true?" Asahi asks, looking at his fellow teammates to observe their reactions. All of them looked just the same: betrayed.

"Eclair, it's best not to assume things about people you barely know," Koshi tells the girl in a monotone voice, making it obvious that he knew her intentions.

'Well, this got awkward fast.'

"It's okay. Uhm— I'm not friends with any members of Aoba Johsai's volleyball members. Where did you hear that?" I ask, setting down my utensils and clasping my hands together. Surely her reasoning has to be good if it meant ruining my very new relationships with most of the boys at the table.

Most of them sigh after my question, placing hands in their chests. "I thought you were a traitor for a second, Y/n! Eclair, you scared us half to death!" Noya whines.

The girl blinks a few times, shrugging. "I'm terribly sorry! I heard it from a girl that goes to Aoba Johsai, she says that Oikawa never stops talking about Y/n! She only knew by looking up your name and finding out she went to Karasuno."

"Seems you have a crush on Y/n, Eclair. You're almost addicted to looking into her past." Kiyoko suddenly made a remark, smirking as she drank a sip of her water.

The girl grows flustered very quickly, blushing. "No! Sorry, Y/n. I didn't mean to be disrespectful. I'm only interested in what it's like to live without many boundaries. My father never lets me lay a finger on anything that could potentially ruin his vision of what his daughter should be," an innocent look is spread across her face as she says so.

"Aw, I'm sorry to hear that Eclair." Yamaguchi makes a sweet comment, ignorant that she was guilt-tripping. I'd never pictured her to be such a manipulative girl yet calm and poised at once.

She nods, continuing to eat her food.

Though it was her fault entirely, Eclair was saddened that what was supposed to be an enjoying dinner turned out to be silent and awkward. I was growing extremely tired of her passive-aggressive attitude towards me, but losing sight of why I came to this training camp was not an option. I don't care how badly Eclair could hurt my feelings, I won't let it get to me.

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Thank you so much for reading this chapter!! I know it's been so late since I've updated. Pls forgive me! I've just now started school again so things are keeping me from writing. Love you all as always,

- estrxlar

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Destiel Chronicles

(Vol. XII)

It was a love story from the very beginning.

First date Illusion for a broken man

(5x03//5x10//5x11//5x13//5x14)

Hello Friends! I'm here again with another volume from my Destiel Chronicles.

In this meta I'm gonna trace a parallel between 5x03 "Free to be you and me" and 5x13 "My bloody Valentine."

I want to say thank you to my friend @agusvedder who made the gifs for this meta! You are amazing, girl!

Now, let's start this...

First hunting date

When Dean and Cas went on their first hunt together, it was like a first date, and as we saw in 5x03 "Free to be you and me", Dean really enjoyed being Castiel's partner and hunt with CAS.

Trying to teach him human's stuffs, giving him advices, and even going out to a brothel with him was so fun, that he admitted he was happy with him, as he wasn't in a long time.

Yes... Seeing Castiel having a bad time was funny too, he was discovering being around the angel was exquisitely entertained. He had tried made him mad, and locking him with pop culture, and now watching him so nervous was delicious.

That had been a great first date, he even tried to seduce him by flirting... But Cas was such a cute clueless angel...

But I'm a broken man

Coming back to 5x10 "Abandon all hope", Jo gets hurt bc she saved Dean from the hellhounds. And she dies later with her mother Hellen.

Dean let the guilt to consume him again, and we had, immediately after that episode, 5x11 "Sam interrupted", in which we saw Dr. Cartwright, as a construction/illusion, from Dean's mind to question himself about the mission, about his duties. The program he had in his head as THE BIG PROTECTOR and the FIRST BORN. The mission to protect everyone to any cost, even his life. He was questioning that because he felt Jo and Hellen had died for him. And that was too painful.

The first time Dr. Cartwright appeared, she asked Dean about his father, but the second time... He asked about the Mission Heritage.

DR. CARTWRIGHT: Why you?

DEAN: Why me, what?

DR. CARTWRIGHT: Why do you have to hunt monsters? Why not let someone else do it?

DEAN: (shrugs, smiles) Can't find anybody else that dumb. (thinks for a moment) It's my job. Somebody's gotta save people's asses, yours included.

Here is Dean asking himself why he has to do this. Why he has to hunt and keep saving people. And he answers himself. IT'S MY JOB. IT'S MY DUTY. BECAUSE I'M AN OBEDIENT SON. I'M A GOOD SON.

Then this...

DR. CARTWRIGHT: So, is there a quota? How many people do you have to save?

DEAN: All of them.

DR. CARTWRIGHT: All of them? You think you have to save everyone?

DEAN: Yep. Whole wide world of sports.

Dean has to save and protect anyone. So... Why he couldn't protect Jo and Hellen? That's the huge guilt that is now on his shoulders... But this didn't end there... When the Doctor asked how he would protect and save everyone, he said...

DEAN: It's the end of the world, okay? I mean, it's a damn Biblical apocalypse, and if I don't stop it and save everyone, then no one will, and we all die.

DR. CARTWRIGHT: That's horrible.

DEAN: Yeah, tell me about it.

DR. CARTWRIGHT: I mean, apocalypse or no apocalypse...monsters or no monsters, that's a crushing weight to have on your shoulders. To feel like six billion lives depend on you...God...how do you get up in the morning?

DEAN stares contemplatively for a moment.

DEAN: That's a good question.

How can Dean avoid all of this and wake up in the morning? He can't... He is carrying with it the whole journey... As we will see in the following scene.

Free will is an illusion

In episode 5x13 "The song remains the same", Dean talks with Michael!John, and that was one of the huge points that settled the Dean's despair that will lead him to say Yes to Michael and I will talking about that in the next volume, I just wanted to point here this phrase from the Archangel...

MICHAEL: You're my true vessel but not my only one.

DEAN: What is that supposed to mean?

MICHAEL: It's a bloodline.

DEAN: A bloodline?

MICHAEL: Stretching back to Cain and Abel. It's in your blood, your father's blood, your family's blood.

Michael is announcing everything is part of a plan, everything was constructed with a reason and with a destiny.

MICHAEL: You know, my brother, I practically raised him. I took care of him in a way most people could never understand, and I still love him. But I am going to kill him because it is right and I have to.

DEAN: Oh, because God says so?

MICHAEL: Yes. From the beginning, he knew this was how it was going to end.

DEAN: And you're just gonna do whatever God says.

MICHAEL: Yes, because I am a good son.

DEAN: Okay, well, trust me, pal. Take it from someone who knows—that is a dead-end street.

Michael is the good son, the obedient, as Dean is. This similitude is traced intentionally, and is one more proof that reveals everything was written to be like this. Even Mary and John were made for each other by design of God.

This lasts words from Michael will stay in Dean and will be part of the following events I will analyze in the next volume, will show us why he was about to quit to his free will.

Tryin to remember that first date when I was happy with you...

So, after these two things that happened to Dean, after questioning his duties, Famine arrives to the town on 5x14 "My bloody Valentine". And is Saint Valentine's day... But Dean was so broken and sad, that he didn't want to celebrate as always...

They start to investigate in the Morgue, and when they found enochian in one of the victims, they decided to call Castiel... And this classic Destiel scene happened...

Again he has this dorky angel in front of him, and is incredible he is doing that. But Dean and Cas are looking at each other's eyes again, with that intensity the hunter is use to by now... But is not less captivated.

And then, when CAS is explaining the boys about Cupid, Dean made a joke again...

DEAN: You mean the little flying fat kid in diapers?

CASTIEL: They're not incontinent.

SAM: Okay, anyway. So, what you're saying--

CASTIEL: What I'm saying is a Cupid has gone rogue and we have to stop him--before he kills again.

Castiel got a little anxious here, and Dean enjoys this. He enjoys this as he enjoyed putting him nervous that time in the brothel. He enjoys seeing Castiel mad too.

With all the things that happened to Dean, sad things, seeing Cas and... As we could see later on this episode, hunting alone with him, it reminds him that first date/hunt they had, when he was happy. When he enjoyed Castiel's company. So yes. Dean wasn't interested in food, in sex, in celebrating Valentine's day, he didn't feel Famine influence on him... The only thing/person that caught his attention was this dorky angel again. Because with him he had a good time. And now, admiring him and looking at him that way, checking him, he was trying to enjoy Castiel's company. (Even if people could say this was a cockles scene... The writers and the producers let the thing in the episode for one narrative reason.)

That's one deep, dark nothing Dean got there.

When Castiel realized Dean was the only one not having symptoms with Famine on town, he get curious.

CASTIEL: (...) What I don't understand is...where is your hunger, Dean?

DEAN: Huh?

CASTIEL: Well, slowly but surely, everyone in this town is falling prey to Famine, but so far, you seem unaffected.

But the truth was, the big hole Dean's had inside and Famine saw...

As I analyzed in my meta "Let's make a tour inside Dean's soul", that hole, that nothing, will be filled with love, family love and romantic love. But now, Dean is feeling empty, dead.

To conclude:

Jo and Hellen's deaths incremented the guilt inside Dean, he questioned his whole mission as the Big Protector.

The first date/hunt Dean and Cas had in 5x03, is a very nice memory for Dean, because he was happy and having a good time with CAS there.

In 5x14 "My bloody Valentine", the only thing/person Dean showed interest was Castiel, going to a hunt with him again and seeing him acting like the weird, dorky, little guy he is, should brought Dean good memories from their first hunt together.

The emptyness Dean have inside, pointed by Famine, is one another huge point for the following events, and later will be filled with Love.

I hope you like this!! C-u in the next volume!

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Harry Potter related.......This is quite long, and pertains to the UK's current general election, but it is a brilliant read 😊

I know some younger voters might be struggling with working out who to vote for in the upcoming election, so in 30 Rock-style, I'm going to explain it to you in Harry Potter. Please Share with anyone you think it might help. ;)

Years ago, Britain was ruled by a dark witch called Margaret Thatchermort. She was a powerful being, who managed to convince many of the muggles to worship her, even though some suspected she did not have their best interests at heart. From her post in the Ministry of Magic, she worked with a power-crazed media mage named Rupert Merlock. Together, they weaved a powerful confundo spell to keep the muggles confused and complient. Eventually, Thatchermort fell, after being hit with an Avada Kedavra curse from her own Death Eaters.

But although she was defeated, her acolytes were everywhere. Over the next 20 years, they slowly consolidated their power, forming secret clubs in their expensive boarding schools, which were essentially like Hogwarts, only every house was Slytherin.

Eventually, the Death Eaters rose to power again, under the rule of David Hameron, a slightly incompetent wizard, who rumour has it spent much of his private time casting waddiwasi on pigs heads for some reason. He only had a small amount of Thatchermort's power, and he needed more to keep his grip on the country.

Luckily for him, the muggles were still under the influence of Thatchermort and Merlock’s confundo spell. Every day for the past 20 years, papers like Merlock’s The Mug and the Daily Muggle (Run by the evil Lord Daggar) had been printing stories that suggested that the country was under a dark spell from the European Wizarding Council, and that Britain was constantly under threat of being flooded by unskilled foreign wizards, who would either provide low quality spells, or refuse to perform magic at all, preferring to sit at home apparating 60" flat screen tv’s into their lounges, and living the life of Riley off the vast bounty that was the £49 a week unemployment benefit.

This constant rhetoric lead to the rise of a new faction, UKID (United Kingdom Independent Dementors party), who wanted to send all the foreign wizards and witches back to Azkaban (or wherever they came from). UKID gained traction with the muggles, because, thanks to the years of propaganda from Merlock and Dagger, it actually began to seem plausible that the country was under threat of imminent collapse.

Unfortunately, UKID were so successful, some Death Eaters started to worry that Hameron would lose his grip on the country, and so he made a pact to cast the Referenduerum spell on the populous if the dissenting Death Eaters supported him at the next election. Referenduerum was a spell that would give every muggle in the country a choice - to remain part of Europe, or to cloak the country in a permanent fog of invisibility. Privately, he thought it was a low risk strategy, as clearly no muggle would willing choose the isolation from the world that cloaking the country would bring. Plus there was every chance that the Referenduerum spell wouldn't actually work - nothing would change, and he’d be able to go back to weaving his dark magic on pig faces.

But what he didn’t know, was that Merlock actually wanted the Referenduerum spell to work, so that the country would be unshackled from the rules of the European Wizarding Council, and be controlled by the Death Eaters to boot. And as he controlled the Death Eaters, it would mean that he could effectively rule the country from the shadows, changing laws to suit his personal needs and tastes. His disgusting, disgusting tastes.

In association with Lord Dagger, Merlock ran a misinformation campaign in the press that ensured the Referenduerum spell’s success. Hameron was now faced with casting Brexitus, a powerful cloaking spell that would make the United Kingdom completely disappear from the face of the Earth. Quivering with fear, Hameron immediately quit the Ministry to spend more time with his pigs, ironically losing his grip on the very power he’d cravenly pursued in the first place.

In his stead rose Theresa Maytrix Le Strangle, a dark witch who used a metamorphmagus spell to appear more approachable and sensible than the other Death Eaters. She spent the next year explaining to the British what the Brexitus spell would mean. Unfortunately, she didn’t have much understanding of the spell herself, so she simply stated "Brexitus means Brexitus” over and over again. For Brexitus had never been cast before, and even though Maytrix put her best wizards on it, they were not the brightest (In fact, they made Goyle and Crabb look like Ron and Hermione). After spending an afternoon looking into it, they quickly began to realise that the effects of Brexitus would be disastrous, and that they would need to weave a new confundo conjuring on the populous. But to cast it, they would need to draw more power from the muggles. A lot more power.

You see, belief plays a big part when it comes to conjuring, and the more muggles that supported the Death Eaters, the greater their power grew. And while the Death Eaters already had a majority in the Ministry of Magic, they still still needed to increase their grip on power, by gaining more seats and thus influence on ministerial matters.

And the only way to do that was hold an election.

Which would have worked perfectly if it were not for a man named Corbyn Black. Born to an unassuming background, as a young man Corbyn had once faced Thatchermort during the Minister’s Question Time and lived to tell the tale, the only sign of their skirmish being a small lightening bolt shaped scar on his forehead. A small section of the wizarding community named The Order of the Rose realised that he could one day prove a valuable asset in the fight against Thatchermortism, and so they used an obscurism spell to hide him and his many good deeds from the view of the Death Eaters.

He eventually grew into a wizard of powerful convictions, a man who didn’t always manage to tuck his shirt in properly or wear his tie straight, but he loved his quiddich, and he always fought for the underprivileged muggles of society. The sort of guy you could go for a butterbeer with, y’know? He rose up through the wizarding ranks to become the leader of the Order of the Rose, and a thorn in the side of Theresa Maytrix Le Strangle. Merlock and Dagger hated him of course, because there's nothing worse to a tabloid than a man of principle. Not because having principles is a shameful thing, but because he can't be bought.

As the election was announced, battle lines were drawn.

Maytrix promised to give the homes of the elderly away to private firms, sell off the NHS to The highest (or middlish, she wasn't fussy) bidder and bring back house elf hunting, a particularly cruel sport that saw house elves being ripped apart by packs of vicious manticores. Apparently this was to reduce their numbers, but seeing as no-one could afford a house anyway, it seemed unlikely that house elves were really that much of a problem.

Many believed Maytrix had also been secretly collecting Thatchermort’s horcruxes, in order to ressurrect her mentor, but this was never confirmed. She ran a campaign of fear - fear that things might not turn out ok if she wasn’t there to oversee them. Fear that the country might become flooded with Eastern European wizards. Fear that things might be different.

By contrast, brave Corbyn promised to look after the muggles, offering young student wizards the chance to attend Wizarding Universities at no cost. He also promised to raise the national minimum wage to £10, and to eliminate zero hours contracts, to help those muggles who were struggling at the fringes of society. He promised to put more money into the NHS and the Police, to ensure that when things went wrong, there would be services to help the Muggles. He offered an antidote to a population of muggles that had begun to think it didn’t matter who you voted for, because the wizards always got in. But Corbyn also offered hope - hope that people still cared about their neighbours. Hope that people still believed that muggles of different nations and creeds strengthened our country. Hope of something different.

Now the election is nigh, and the Ministry is up for grabs. Who will you support, Maytrix, or Corbyn? The choice is yours...

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