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yunggoblin · 1 year
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Warm Pie - Crowley (18+)
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Pairing: Crowley x Female!Reader
Summary: Coming home from a three day hunt Dean finds that his pie has been fucked with, literally. You make two fresh pies, only to catch the person who’s been destroying the pies with his dick later that night.
Warnings: 18+, Cussing, Smut, Pie Fucking, Minors DNI!
Word Count: 2,657
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You walked inside of the bunker, exhausted, worn out and sore from a three day hunt, taking out a vampire’s nest. You always try to remind yourself that hunting isn’t always fun and games, sure it has its ups like saving people. Then there was the down side about it, it didn’t put money in your pocket and you weren’t getting any younger as the years rolled by. You sighed tiredly, sliding the heavy backpack full of clothes off your shoulders. Shuffling down the hallway, leaving a trail of your items behind you heard Sam huffed.
“Really, Y/N? You can’t hang your things up?“ Sam questioned as he grabbed the bag that was randomly lying in the middle of the room and hung it up. 
You twirled around at your older brother. "I’m tired, I’m covered in vampire blood from head to toe.” You hissed, after staying up for three days and two nights you were in no mood to be lectured at. “Samuel.” You strictly said, pinching the bridge of your nose and eyes closed. Taking a deep breath before you speak. “I would like to relax for once, just an hour or so.” You gritted your teeth, obviously cranky from lack of sleep from the past three days. “Now please, stop complaining. I’ll clean my mess up when I get done from the shower.” You turned around making your way towards your room. 
Once you made your way into the bathroom and stripped out of the bloody clothing you stepped into the steamy hot shower. Sighing softly in relaxation and letting the water run down your body, you couldn’t help but feeling you were being watched. You gripped the curtain and quickly poked your head out to see no one in sight, just the steam fogging up the mirror and swirling around the bathroom getting sucked up by the blowing vent. Shrugging your shoulders you went back to taking your shower and scrubbing off the redness of the blood from your body. 
”Y/N!“ You heard your name being called as you made your way down the hallway towards the kitchen. 
“What’s up, Dean?” You asked as you wrapped a towel around your head, having your damp hair up. You got dressed into some fresh pajamas after your steaming hot shower. Your feet pitter pattered into the kitchen, glad to not be wearing bulky boots.
"Did you do this?“ Dean asked angrily, pointing towards the table. Your eyes made their way towards the pie that had a hole in the middle of it and was a bit sloppy along with two slight dented circles below the large hole. 
You arched an eyebrow wondering what happened to the poor apple pie. Your mind instantly thought of that one scene from American Pie only to have you bursting out laughing. "One of you boys get lonely over the nights?” You teased, placing your hand over your mouth snickering. 
"It’s not funny! Who would do this to a poor pie!?“ Dean pouted and crossed his arms. "Sam, did you do this?” Dean snapped dark eyes darting towards his youngest brother. 
Sam quickly placed his hands up in self defense. “I didn’t do it.” Sam quickly said. 
"And I don’t have a dick to do that.“ You laughed at the deformed pie in the middle of the table. "Plus, it would make more sense if it was you, you sure it wasn’t you who did this?” You questioned. “You’re the one who loves pie so damn much.” You grinned. “Was it like this when you bought it?”
"I might love pie, but not so much to fuck it!“ Dean snapped, making you burst out laughing. “No it wasn’t like this when I bought it!” Dean frowned, upset that someone assaulted the dessert. “I bought it before we went on our hunt and it was in the fridge the whole time.” A frown was settled upon Dean’s lips.
"Maybe Castiel was confused and did it.” You shrugged. “Dean I’ll make you another pie, so stop your whining.” You said going towards the covers and pulling out the ingredients for the pie. You pulled out cherries to make a different flavor this time. “But it’s going to be after dinner tomorrow, I’m going to bed soon.” You said, yawning with a stretch. You felt bad for Dean not getting a delicious dessert after a long hunt but you were tired and wanted to rest before doing anything else.
Dean huffed and crossed his arms. “Fine, I don’t care as long as I get my pie.” He muttered and with that, the three of you said ‘good night’ and headed in different directions of the bunker and went to your rooms. 
The next day came rolling by. You pulled out the freshly baked cherry pies, placing them both on top of the stove waiting for them to cool off. Quickly slapping Dean’s hand away as he tries to dip his fingers in the hot crust to get a taste.
"Dinner first, Dean-O.“ You smiled. "Okay, so I made two pies this time if one gets destroyed.” You laughed softly and looked at him. “But, what I don’t get is who would want to fuck a pie?” You questioned not getting the full concept of the point of doing it. “Does it feel good or something?” You questioned realizing the pink shade on Dean’s cheeks.
"Well uh, (Y/N). They say the only thing that you can compare pussy to is well… Warm pie.“ He coughed out awkwardly which made your cheeks quickly heat up. 
"Oh, wow. Uh, that is very awkward.” You said trying to laugh it off. He nodded and Sam came in with burgers he had got from the nearest food joint. 
"Awesome, dinner time.“ Dean smiled and quickly chowed down his thick burger from his favorite restaurant so he could get a piece of pie. 
You took bites and slowly chewed the burger, staring at the wall still trying to figure out why anyone would thrust their dick into a warm pie, were they really desperate and who in the hell was it? Sam, Dean or Castiel? One of them was lying but another was too embarrassed to admit it. You slowly swallowed the food and realized that someone was calling your name. 
"Huh?” You asked confused after being pulled out of your thoughts. You saw Dean by the pies ready to dig into one of them, fork in hand. “Yeah, go ahead.” You said and wrapped your sandwich up, not even eating half of it. Sam noticed and frowned towards you.
"You okay?“ Sam questioned you.
Nodding with a response. "Yeah, just tired.” Lie. You were quite disturbed about the pie from last night that you didn’t even want a piece. “I’m going to head to bed.” You announced and made your way towards the door. “Enjoy the dick flavored pie.” You joked about making Dean gag. 
"That’s not funny!“ Dean exclaimed. 
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You rolled over on your back sighing heavily, staring up at the white ceiling above you. You were tired but not tired enough to fall asleep. Turning your head slightly to see the red lines on the clock that made up numbers ‘2:36 a.m’. You sighed once more and rolled over on your side, closing your eyes trying to force yourself to fall asleep. 
You quickly jolted up as you heard something in the kitchen, your eyes darted towards the clock. 2:45 a.m. You quickly slipped on your pink fluffy slippers and grabbed your knife that was wedged between your mattresses and box spring. Slipping past the door and tip toeing your way down the hall towards the dark kitchen. Cold sweat ran through your body as your heart was beating out of your chest. You couldn’t control your shaky breath as you exhaled. You knew Sam and Dean were asleep, after pie, a good food joint and beers in their stomach they were out cold for the night.
"Oh fuck.” You heard a low voice grunt out. You stopped walking towards the kitchen, your face heating up realizing what it was. Soon sloppy thrusting was echoing throughout the kitchen. This was your chance to catch the pie fucker. You leaned against the door frame, knife in hand ready to strike if something goes wrong. 
"Fuck baby, just like that.“ You heard a moan escaping the stranger’s lips. 
"Is that better than pussy?” You teased, flickering on the kitchen lights to finally see who it was. Your eyes widen to see The King Of Hell, his black dress pants wrapped around his ankles, leaning up against the counter, left hand gripping the edge of the counter, right hand on the back of the pie pan, cock buried deep in the cherry pie. There stood the King himself, speechless to see the youngest Winchester that caught him red handed. 
"I uh.” He paused for a moment only to swallow the lump in his throat. “I can explain.“ Crowley’s thick voice was rough from the lust, his accent deeper. 
You blushed at the sight of him, who knew that he was the one who did it. "You’re the King of Hell and you choose to have a warm cherry pie to fuck other than these female demons who would be more than glad to be on your cock?” You questioned. Crowley was still standing there, not knowing what to say. Now both of his hands are on the back of the pie pan, cock still balls deep in the pie. 
"So tell me,“ You begin and place the knife down on the table, eyes still on the demon. "why do it?” You questioned, cocking your head to the side. 
"Really, is it not noticeable? I’m doing it to mess with Dean.“ He flashed a smirk. "He loves pie, what’s the best thing to piss him off? Fuck with his pie, literally.” He blushed under his beard and looked down at the pie and back up at you. “I apologize for you seeing me like this.” He said, clearing his throat. “I thought everyone was asleep.” With a snap of his fingers, he was cleaned up and the destroyed pie was on the table. There were holes from where his cock had been penetrating into and the perfect crust smashed into the bottom of the pan. 
You flashed a smile and walked towards the pie and dipping your fingers into it and took them out, up towards your lips and suckled on them, your tongue dragging along the cherry pie filling that was covering your digits. You could hear Crowley’s breath hitch in his throat. “Hmm, tastes even sweeter.” You flashed him a smirk. The demon gulped. You noticed his black pants that were now around his waist beginning to tighten as his cock began to get hard, pitching a tent. You eyed back up at him, smirk still on your lips.
“So, if you’d like you can bury your cock in something else.” You wink and with that Crowley took as an invite. “I don’t know if it’ll be sweet as pie” You teased him only for the demon to be in front of you in a blink of an eye, gripping the back of your neck and forcing you to be bent over the table. He tugged down your pajama pants and panties, exposing your ass. He growled, noticing the wetness in your panties. 
"So wet for me hmm?“ He growled, the hand behind your neck leaving to cup your cunt from behind, your lips being a perfect display.
"Obviously, the sight of you thrusting your hips. Lovely view.” You giggled and quickly gasped out a moan as his hand came down, slapping your exposed cunt. 
“Be a good little girl and behave.“ He demanded making you nod your head ‘yes’, quickly. You heard him fiddling with his belt and soon heard his pants drop to the ground just. He placed the head of his cock against your wet folds only to push his head in and put out in a teasing manner. “Feels so good, darling.” 
You cried out clawing at the table, arching your back trying to push your hips back against him as he did it again. "Crowley, pleas-” That was when he roughly pushed in, no warning, no nothing. “Oh fuck!” You whimpered. He quickly snaked his hand to your mouth and covered it. 
"Don’t want to wake your brothers, now do we love?“ He grunted in between thrusts. You could have sworn he was going to break the table by the way he thrust into you the right way, quick and swift thrusts snapped against your ass as he pumped inside of you faster.
He slowly moved his hand away and gripped your hips and shoved his whole length in more. "Oh god I’m going to come!” You whimpered out. He wrapped his fingers in your hair, roughly tugging at it making your head lean back.
"You’ll come when I say to come” He growled lowly. His thrust picking up makes the wooden table underneath you squeak. The legs of the table gave a screech as it went across the kitchen floor. With every thrust he got a moan out of you.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He muttered as he planted kisses on your shoulder blade, the way his lips fluttered against your skin and his beard scratching your shoulder ad you shaking. 
Your cunt squeezed around Crowley’s cock as he dragged his dick out from your tight channel and pushed back in, the wet suction of your pussy echoing in the kitchen. “C- Crowley, your cock-” You choked out trying to tell him how good he felt inside of you but your mind was nearly fried from the lust and attention he was giving you.
“Oh, I know love.” Crowley said a bit too cockily, he indeed sold his soul to get a few inches below the belt and lucky for him it stayed like that even becoming the King of Hell. 
“Fuck, Y/N. I can feel your fucking cunt fluttering around my cock.” Crowley grunted admiring the scene in front of him as his cock disappeared inside of your cunt from behind. He watched as you let out soft sobs and silent moans so your brothers wouldn’t rush in to see what all the commotion was. Crowley smirked not knowing what Dean would be pissed more about, finding out Crowley was fucking his little sister or his pies. 
“Go ahead little girl, come, come all over my cock. Soak my cock with your sweet juices.” Crowley demanded, gripping your waists tightly as he started to jack hammer his hips roughly, his cock full force pushing in and pulling out of your velvet like cunt. Your loud moans had him glancing towards the kitchen door, worried that the older Winchesters would be running in.
“Oh fuck, yes, yes, yes.” You chanted. “Crowley!” You cried out as your walls tightened and the coil in your lower belly snapped as you came undone on his thick cock. 
Crowley was panted heavily behind you, stilling his hips as he grunted out a moan while his creamy come squirted inside your sopping wet pussy. Crowley exhaled a breath as he leaned forward, his forehead resting on her back as they stayed there for a few seconds collecting your breaths. 
“That was the best I’ve had in well, let's say a very long time.“ Crowley chuckled lowly and slowly slid out of your pussy, he admired the mixed juices flowing out of your spazzing fucked pussy. You stood up and pulled up your pajama pants and panties up, having his come dribble out onto your panties.
"Better than warm pie?” You turned around, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, he was already dressed and a smirk on his face as you mentioned the pie.
"Better than warm pie.“ He confirmed.
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flugame-mp3 · 2 months
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SEASON NINE FINALE WAS WILD. I HAVE MANY MANY THOUGHTS. WHAT JUST HAPPENED. A FUCKING ROLLER COASTER FOR SURE
#theo.txt#I DID NOT REALIZE DEMON DEAN WAS NOW#DESPITE KNOWING THAT YEAH HE LOOKS ABOUT THAT AGE OR WHATEVER IN THE SCREENCAPS IVE SEEN#WHEN I TELL YOU I CHEERED AT THE END WHEN I REALIZED WHAT WAS GOING ON!!!!! i love crowley pulling some bullshit at the last minute. classi#king of hell shit#and in the end scene where it's just mark sheppard's stellar monologue and the EYELID NOISE... chefs kiss that got me so hyped for s10#i do think this finale got me really interested to see what s10 brings generally#AND DOESNT ROWENA SHOW UP THIS SEASON?? WE LOVE TO SEE IT IM EXCITED#rip gadreel though he was an interesting character. sad he had to die just to prove a point and blow up a cell. but a fitting end ig?? :(#i also loved cas's plan at the end though with the angel radio thing. get his ass lol#but also god i felt so bad for him. can the narrative give him a fucking break. he is trying his god damn best#the curse of free will and the curse of loving. painful but you do it anyway. castiel when i get my hands on you#also if i am not mistaken... the shot parallels to sams first death with deans death... we cry#IS SAM JUST GONNA BE ALL ALONE NOW?? I ASSUME CROWLEY TAKES DEAN WITH HIM?#OH NO 😭😭😭 SAM BABY IM SO SORRY#not that he doesnt always have a rough time but he has a particularly excruciating season. someone give this man a hug#i feel for him very deeply#'i lied' 'ain't that a bitch?' got me. i hate them. SOOOO brothers.#anyway#AAAAAAAAUGH#also why was metatron the worlds number one destiel shipper at the end of the season here im DEAD. MULTIPLE pieces of dialogue hes like 'yo#did it all for HUMANITY... for your ONE HUMAN of CHOICE... the HUMAN who motivates you...' JUST CALL HIM A SLUR WHY DONT YOU#im dead#idk what the general community thoughts are on that episode but i did enjoy it. wild fucking ride from start to finish#s9 wasnt my favorite and definitely did not hook me in the second quarter for some reason. def was not as compelling as like s7 for me but#the points that i liked i really enjoyed#loved sam resorting to summoning crowley. he wants his ass dead SO bad. i think sam deserves the world after the shit he was put through#this season#anyway overall. i am gnawing on the walls and pacing around my room at incredible speeds. what is UP with this show.#man.
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dr-futbol-blog · 1 month
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Our hero, Major John Sheppard is stationed at McMurdo base in Antarctica at the start of the series. We learn that he likes it there. Sheppard himself tells Teyla in Sateda (S03E04): "Well, that [having no social skills] is why I enjoyed flying choppers in the most remote part of my world before all this craziness."
This is what John Sheppard tells us but we learn that what he tells us is not always the truth and certainly not the whole truth.
The alien AI that created a hallucination from Sheppard's own subconscious in Remnants (S05E15) poses him the question: "You're either someone with a death wish or someone running away from something. So tell me: what are you running away from?" Running away to the most remote part of his world, running away to another galaxy.
In fact, he has both been banished to and self-isolated in the most remote part of his world ("You torture yourself every day, John.") due to his "black mark" acquired in Afghanistan. We are never explicitly told what this black mark was, only that it bothered Gen. O'Neill and was something that Dr. Weir could live with. We are left wondering.
While we are shown something of what happened in Afghanistan during the episode Phantoms (S03E09), through the hallucinations from Sheppard's past of him failing to save Capt. Charlie Holland, it isn't until toward the end of the series that we find out what happened through the mirror of a parallel reality in Vegas (S05E19), where alt!Rodney tells us "You were a helicopter pilot in Afghanistan but were dishonourably discharged for disobeying orders and trying to rescue a field medic trapped behind enemy lines. You were shot down – obviously survived, but unfortunately the crash killed four American soldiers along with eight civilians. You avoided jail time; the record was sealed for various political reasons."
The field medic in the Vegas-verse, one where "infinite variations of our own known reality where alternate versions of you and I play out events", is female; this revealed in a mumbled 'ur' (I didn't even catch it on first viewing even though I knew about the gender swap in advance; it might just as well have been "knew 'em") in alt!Rodney's line: "That field medic – the one you defied orders to go back and try and rescue. You knew her personally. You were... involved."
This was one of the differences between the two realities, perhaps even the most defining one of them, the point of divergence.
Vegas Sheppard dies to the tune of Johnny Cash's Solitary Man because that's what he was, a recluse (and note that the importance of Johnny Cash was underlined in the episode by Sheppard taking nothing but his poster, the same Johnny Cash poster that our Sheppard had in his quarters for all of the five years, with him once he walked away from his job; it carries weight):
I know it's been done havin' one girl who loved me Right or wrong, weak or strong Don't know that I will, but until I can find me The girl who'll stay and won't play games behind me I'll be what I am
But our Sheppard is not a Solitary Man (he has self-confessedly found something of a family in Pegasus). He's the Man in Black (in fact, he is dressed in black throughout the series even in situations where other fatigues would have made more sense; it is only in the very last episode that we see him in lighter colours):
I'd love to wear a rainbow every day And tell the world that everything's okay But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back 'Til things are brighter, I'm the man in black
We know the background. When the series begun, DADT was still in full effect, the franchise had a long-standing co-operation with the USAF, Prop 8 was still several years into the future. The non-normative sexual orientation of an All-American Action Hero was never going to be main-text. Even heterosexual romance between characters was mostly eschewed by the franchise. But damn if the subtext doesn't lay it out thick for us.
There are so many obvious parallels and comparisons in the show that I need to write them down somewhere, and while this is a day late and a dollar short, this fandom could do with some meta. So this marks the beginning of my journey through Stargate Atlantis with an eye on its bisexual protagonist.
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eisforeidolon · 30 days
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[Following on from talking about Kim Manners for a while]
Mark: He was just an amazing guy -
Jared: The best.
Mark: He was something else. And look, I've worked with a lot of people, and I've known you since you were a lot younger.
Jared: Hey! Same! Same!
Mark: A lot younger. And the truth is, to - it sounds so corny [mocking voice] 'Oh, this show is a family'. Look, this is a place where we went to work with 150 of our friends for over, y'know, a decade and a half. I did nearly a decade of it. And I think the energy that he instilled upon how to behave on a set was absolutely the reason why anybody could walk on that show and be treated like gold. [Jared nods as he's talking] You could succeed if you came with your A game, you were looked after and you were carried. And if you were crap? You were looked after and you were carried. I swear to God I have seen this, couple people that didn't - I won't ever say what it is, but didn't make it beyond a certain small amount of an arc, they just didn't have the right thing or didn't get it or whatever.
Jared: Yeah, the right attitude. We even had people that recurred and returned, who maybe they weren't as solid of an actor as a Mark Sheppard or a Mark Pellegrino type, but they were good enough and they were kind. And they showed up and they wanted to work and they wanted to laugh and they knew their lines and hit their marks and they showed up on time and there was no bullshit. It was like, okay, we can work with this. And so let's keep on going -
Mark: There was a trust element that was mind-blowing, and I've worked on some amazing sets in my time, but it was special, man. To know that every single person in that crew had my back every single day.
Jared: Amen.
Mark: When we did the end of season 8, when you and I were doing hours [Jared says something here I can't make out] and hours and hours of this stuff. That group, right, so in between shots, right? In between shots, you've gotta move lights, you've gotta move cameras, you've gotta do stuff. And they don't have to be quiet. They're working all day, they've been there three hours before us, they're leaving three hours after us -
Jared: And it was a long trek, it was like an hour away from town. On some, like, beautiful lake that Phil Sgriccia -
Mark: Oh, on the outside when we did - but when we went to the stage, when we came back to do the interiors?
Jared: Yes, yes.
Mark: And we did the interiors in there, they didn't make a sound between takes for two days. Because the boys are being serious, we'll support 'em. And that's how we got through those pages and pages of stuff. Jensen -
Jared: It was a couple of - two or three days or something.
Mark: It was two or three days -
Jared: And then Jensen and Alaina come in.
Mark: It was nuts. It was so - but we, like, you see all the gag reels, right? You see how silly everything gets? The reason why the gag reels are fun is cause we work hard, so one mistake -
Jared: [?] you're done, never forget. I will say this, a lot of y'all know Mark and have known him many times or met him many times, and a lot of y'all know, can agree with me, he doesn't shut the fuck up. Ever.
Mark: [Mark holds his hands up and nods] I talked my way through six heart attacks, trust me.
Jared: Other than the two or three day span where we were in that chapel. And it was so - it was before the AKF campaigns, it was - what Sam was going through, in a very different way, was similar to what Jared kinda had gone through and was going through? And so I went to a weird place, it's the only time in my 480 episodes of television I've ever listened to music during - in between scenes? And Mark is tied up, you know, you're my Marley moose and all that bit? And like, usually when you're tied up during a scene, they call cut and they move the cameras, it takes twenty minutes and you go like, untie me, I'm going to my trailer to pee and have some water? He just stayed there and was quiet the whole time, because I just sat there in the corner, he was just there for me, so kudos to you, Mark Sheppard.
Mark: And kudos to Jensen. Jensen was off-camera for a day and a half. Off-camera, in character, for a day and a half. It's - you suddenly realize that everybody's got your back and it's just the greatest feeling in the world. When you're trying to do - there's never enough time, there's never enough money, there's never enough ability to make the best that you can make of it, you know? We're all trying, but when you know everybody is trying to make the best possible thing for you guys [gestures to audience] that we can make, with all our hearts, with everything that we care about? It's just a fantastic experience. And what I love about, I was talking about the gag reels, what I love about the gag reels is you're seeing the antidote to that.
Jared: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mark: So when Jensen for the first time in his entire history can't get a line out of his mouth, which is I'd rather be smacked during sex by a girl with a Zorro mask -
Jared: He kept messing it up!
Mark: He messed it one time, and you killed him.
Jared: Oh for sure. For sure.
Mark: We have thirty eight takes of that. He never messed a line up in -
Jared: Worth it. He kept on removing a word or adding a word and I was like [frustrated voice] that's not the word! But it was good. Anyways. Great time, great family, let's get some questions.
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justjensenanddean · 1 year
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Jensen Ackles and Danneel Ackles Panel | Brighton UK (Crossroads 6), March 11, 2023
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Jensen: IT’S ONLY SATURDAY WE GOT A WHOLE OTHER DAY, PACE YOURSELF! (to Danneel) have YOU been pacing yourself? Danneel : No! (x)
“are you ready for this?” - jensen to danneel  (x)
Ok, so. Danneel’s first con was a Starfury. Jensen said she shouldn’t brag. And a bit later Jensen said he had the dancing covered. (x)
“as long as there’s no dancing i’ll be fine” “it’s okay i have that covered”  (x)
“we’ve got to develop some projects currently in development”  (x)
Jensen saying he’s really proud of what they’ve been doing with the Winchesters and what’s in the work.  (x)
“i wanna work with the people i know i trust and who are outstanding human beings”  (x)
Dream projects? Jensen: “Ruth would obviously be the star.” (Ruth is watching from the balcony.) “Oh hey, Ruth, didn’t see you there.” He wants to work with the people he trusts, outstanding human beings. (x)
Jensen: “we’ve had 15 years to weed out the bad people, I’m not sure how Mark Sheppard is still here…”  (x)
Jensen just wants to work with the people he’s got to work with who are just good people. It’s gotta be grounded in love, family, a tad of humor and a little magic.  (x)
“it’s gotta have heart, humour and a little bit of magic” the unofficial tagline of their company  (x)
Jensen helping Danneel count for how many years they’ve been together when she started as Anael on SPN  (x)
How was it working on set. Danneel struggles with how long she’s been together with Jensen. Jensen knows it would’ve been 12 seasons when she came in at 13 and is proud he knows. (x)
Jensen immediately asked “IS THAT ON THE GAG REEL” when Danneel fell during her first scene on SPN  (x)
“i did not act like a husband in that moment” jensen too focused on getting danneels gag reel moment on film instead of helping her  (x)
Danneel put together a whole playlist for The Winchesters before they even cast anyone, and a lot of it actually made it onto the show. They chose “I’d Love To Change The World” which in the pilot FIRST.  (x)
Which scene with music from The Winchesters did they like most? Danneel put together a playlist before they even cast, a lot of it made it on the show. “10 years after”/I love to change the world” (?) really set the tone. (x)  But a lit of songs they wanted were too expensive to afford. On SPN, as production got more expensive, they had to stop using music so much, used more score to save money (x) 
“i get to go and destroy some robots in a warehouse? i’m in. i’m easy” (x)
Jensen is easy. When he heard he gets to come on the set and destroy a bunch of robots, he was in, but doesn’t play a lot of video games. Danneel snitches that he plays Mario Cart with the kids almost daily. (x)
Jensen said he doesn't play video game anymore but Danneel said he plays Mario Kart almost everyday with the kids  (x)
In his old house pre-Danneel he had a special dark room with two TVs and two couches to play Halo with his friends. (Danneel snitches again.) He plays “blue shy guy” on Mario Cart. (x)
Fan asked if Jensen plays video game and Danneel went “well you play one every day”. And Jensen went “Wordle? … BACKGAMMON?!” (The answer is Mario Kart because he plays it with the kids)  (x)
help jensen is so excited to introduce his kids to his fave videos games when they’re older and he also doesn’t always let his kids win video games which danneel finds mean considering he’s competed by 6 year olds (paraphrase)  (x)
“I know your next question, it’s ‘what character do I choose on Mario kart’, the answer is blue shy guy. I’m a shy guy ” (x)
Q person reccs Red Dead Redemption. Jensen really wanted The Last of Us, but when he heard Pedro got the job, he knew he had no shot. (x)
Jensen really wanted to be on The Last of Us, then he heard Pedro Pascal got the part and went “oh no he’s PERFECT” (im paraphrasing but he was nerding out )  (x)
They’re talking about recreating the music video for their anniversary. Their friend did it first as a birthday gag. So he suggested they do it “for instagram”. Danneel was like “let’s go”. and they got into a serious fight over who would be Paul Simon  (x)
Danneel says they do zero work for instagram content. Q was about the music vid years ago. The Ackles’s argued who plays Chevy and who plays Paul Simon. Jensen complains about having to be the short guy again. He’s gonna get a complex. He yells for Mark to come down. (x)
Danneel telling Jensen he was so good on their anniversary video, and telling him “you were made to play Paul Simon”  (x)
“it was very rare for him to be home during the week… for 15 years”  (x)
He also said he was really sad his kids wouldn’t get to experience the whole ‘taking the cartridge off and having to blow on it for it to work again’ (x)
Danneel didn’t wanna be in The French Mistake bc it’s “Jensen’s thing”  (x)
Karaoke. Danneel only did it once. Sang “Band of the run” and there was a very long musical interlude. It scared her so much she never did it again. Jensen went with the Dawson’s Creek gang and sang “El Paso”.  (x)
Everyone put their glass down either in amazement or shock. There’s a plate in a corner of that bar with an etching how great that night was, Jensen jokes. (x)
Editor, director, actor walk into a bar, you can only buy one drink? Danneel: Editor, they can make you look good. Jensen: Would buy himself a drink. (x)
Danneel once got handed a bag with her as a doll filled with fish hooks. She blindly reached in the bag and straight into a hook. (x)
They’re talking about creepy fans, and Danneel just said “they’re not fans of the show, fans of the show don’t do these things”  (x)
danneel is telling a story abt her accepting a gift off a fan of her being made into a doll out of fish hooks and she accidentally got hurt and jensen said ‘you know how much i had to PAY for that doll?!’  (x)
Weirdest thing given to Jen and Dee, someone left a dead kitten on their door step  (x)
jensens talking about how performing radio company concert for the first time was a very different experience to acting or performing other peoples songs bc with those other two you interpret it your own way but it’s still other peoples words but these were his and steve’s  (x)
Playing in Nashville and performing words he actually wrote himself with Steve was “next level”. Danneel adds that he was nervous and he doesn’t get nervous. (x)
“to get out there and perform something you created it’s certainly more of a vulnerability”  (x)
danneel watched the concert with the kids on stageit. “they thought it was cool” (x)
The kids were pretty impressed seeing him on stage, but they see him play a lot, because he plays them songs on the piano at home all the time.  (x)
their kids have watched the scoobynatural episode so many times  (x)
Jensen is talking about fighting to have Dean dying while he was standing instead of how it was originally planned with Dean dying on the floor. (x)
Jensen about Dean’s death: “I don’t have to LIKE it, but I’m proud of it.”  (x)
Jensen would change how they handled the Leviathans and get rid of them sooner if he got to change something  (x)
What would Dean from s15 tell Dean from s4? Danneel: Beware of vampires!  (x)
question about what directors inspired them the most! (Jensen’s answer has been long but he mentioned Kim Manners, Bob Singer and John Showalter)  (x)
jensen ensuring he was conscious of every crew members job so that they felt like they had purpose.  (x)
Kim Manners and Bob Singer, they both set the tone on the show. Micromanaged. Kim said “you’re gonna direct one day” to Jensen and it got him thinking. It was becausehe was interested in the lenses, lighting & such. (x)
Bob and Phil Sgriccia helped him a lot. Phil said “always have an answer, even if it’s wrong.” Because when you say “you pick” or “whatever” to a Q from someone working for you, you dimish the other person’s job. And you can always change your mind & that tells them you thought (x)  about it, thus making their job even more important. (x)
To Danneel; how did you know he (Jensen) was THE ONE? Jensen; *cracks up* Danneel: It was on Ten Inch Hero, I always knew he was cute and all of that, but… It was one of those, we were driving back and forth, and just talking about our future, and our career (x)  Danneel: I’m a girl who likes to do things first. (…) At the end of the movie, there’s a scene where I walked up to Priestly and gave him a kiss… That was NOT scripted.(x)  Danneel: but obviously Jensen had read the script, he knew it wasn’t scripted. I just knew I had to do something else or it would be too late. (x)
danneel knew by the end of filming ten inch hero once they’d spent time doing long drives talking about their futures and everything and then in the scene where she kisses priestly wasn’t scripted and jensen was like “oh!!!!!! i caught a BIG fish let’s go!”  (x)  “i like your talent your cute your-” “you were like this one can give me good kids” “yeah i saw you with your nephews and-“ “and you were like this is a good pedigree!” (x)
J-yeah but after we dated when did you know I was the one to marry They went on vacation and her mum knew then D needed to marry him. J-i knew I needed to spend the rest of my life impressing her  (x)
When did Danneel know that Jensen was the one? They were friends before but thought they would never be together. They carpooled to the Ten Inch Hero set. 40 mins each way, just talking about the future, how they were raised, carreer… (x)  She always knew Jensen was cute, but those talks really did it. In the last scene of the movie, the little kiss between their characters wasn’t scripted, that was Danneel making the first move. (x)  Jensen immediately knew it was a big fish snd went “bzzzz” (reeling in noise). Jensen prods when she knew he was the one to marry though. They went on a family trip. Then Jensen knew he’d spend the rest of his life trying to impress her. Danneel’s mom knew they were it too. (x)
Jensen: “I’m gonna try to impress for the rest of my life… Still hasn’t done it! I’m gonna keep trying to.” (x)
Danneel said she was really nervous up until she did her first photo ops and everyone was so nice to her  (x)
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sga-owns-my-soul · 7 months
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so for that ask game
mcshep (obviously 😅) 26 and 48 🙏🙏
kiss prompts
26- as an apology and 48- out of habit
ahh sorry this took so long!! one of these ended up way longer than i intended and one is. kinda ridiculous 😅 but i hope you enjoy!!
As an apology-
John knew he messed up.
He knew Rodney was going to be furious- all he needed was a few more minutes and he could have gotten the weapon online. But they didn't have a few more minutes- and if John didn't go when he did, his entire team would've been dead.
As it is, John is laying in an infirmary bed with 28 stitches in his side and a leg that will take weeks of physical therapy to work normally again.
It takes 4 hours for Rodney to finally come see him, and John can tell from the second he sees Rodney enter the infirmary that he is beyond pissed.
"I shouldn't have even bothered coming to check on you, you know that?" Rodney hissed into the quiet infirmary. This late at night, no one was around except the night nurses, who were exceptionally good at being discreet. "You're such an idiot! I needed less than two minutes, I could have-"
"I couldn't take that risk, Rodney. You all would have died if I didn't do something. I'll be fine, it's not like this is the worst I've gotten on the job," John shrugs casually, as if it's not causing a burning pain to shoot through his entire left side. Like his leg isn't screaming in agony despite the morphine they have him on.
But it's still better than losing Rodney.
"You don't know that! I could have- we could've figured something out! You don't always have to be the stupid self sacrificing hero! You don't always have to try to kill yourself to keep us safe John!" Rodney isn't so much yelling as he is aggressively whispering, and John isn't sure what it was that Rodney said- but suddenly everything made sense.
John sat up slightly, grabbing Rodney's wrist from mid air where it was flailing around, and pulled him in. Rodney stared at him wide eyed, his mouth dropping open.
"You're right," John whispered softly, before leaning in and pressing his lips delicately on Rodney's, who immediately sighed into the kiss. It was soft, and delicate, and it was so much more than John ever thought he would get. He could've had cried.
"I'm sorry," John whispered when they pulled away. "I'm sorry."
Rodney's hand came up to caress his check, and his thumb was wiping away a tear John didn't even notice had fallen.
"I know," Rodney whispered back, before leaning in once more.
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Out of Habit-
It had never been an issue before.
Elizabeth had been vocally open about allowing it, and she promised that anyone who did have an issue with it would not have a place in the city. It was a rule that new personnel learned very quickly after they reconnected with Earth, and there was always an unspoken understanding.
So John didn't even think twice about running down the stairs and grabbing Rodney and pulling him for a deep kiss, his hands roaming every just to make sure, to make absolute certain, that Rodney was okay.
He forgot who was currently in the city.
"Colonel Sheppard, what the hell are you doing?" Caldwell's voice boomed out, and John froze. He couldn't even turn around, could only stare terrified at Rodney, who was looking equal parts horrified and guilty as he stared back at John. Before John could even think of something to say, Elizabeth responded.
"Steven, you're going to look the other way on this one," she said, her voice clear and demanding. John finally turned to look up at them, the two staring each other down in the control room.
"I'm sorry Doctor Weir, but rules are rules and-"
"Do you remember the other night, when you beamed me up to the bridge of the Deadalus and had Major Marks leave to go check on some maintenance?" Elizabeth shot back, and John had to bite back a laugh at the way Caldwell's face paled. "You certainly didn't have any problems with ignoring rules then."
Caldwell kept eye contact with Elizabeth for another moment before ducking his head. "I didn't see anything, no one saw anything, nothing happened. I'm going back to my ship."
John smiled up at Elizabeth before turning back to Rodney. "Let's get you to Carson, huh?"
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spnj2fanlw · 17 days
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Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Supernatural RPF Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Christian Kane, Aldis Hodge, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Danneel Harris, Kristen Bell, Chad Michael Murray, Tahmoh Penikett, Katie Cassidy, Charles Malik Whitfield, Jim Beaver, Genevieve Cortese, Sebastian Roché, Mark Sheppard, Sterling K. Brown Additional Tags: Chef Jared Padalecki, Waiter Jensen Ackles, Cooking, Competition, Alternate Universe, Friends to Lovers, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs Summary:
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Jared knows he’s better than what everyone tells him - his parents, his boss, and everyone at Morgan’s Restaurant. He finally gets the chance to prove it to them all when he nails a spot on Masterchef, the biggest home cook competition on TV. This is the one big shot he’ll ever get and he has to do it on his own as he leaves behind the only person who believes in him, his best friend Jensen. 
With Jared gone in LA and cooking for his life, Jensen is stuck back on the East Coast with more distance between them than ever. It’s also the first time Jensen really acknowledges why he has such a soft spot for the kid and finally realizes what they could mean to one another.
Big Bang Art Post by cassiopeia7.
*****
This is a really great au fic. Loved it. 
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spngeorg · 1 year
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Episode 102: 5.20 The Devil You Know
Crowley is the devil the Winchesters know, but the Winchesters are the devil Crowley knows, and everybody’s gonna compromise at least a little to reach the common goal. And they all hope it’s gonna be worth it. With only two episodes left to go in s5 after this one, it’s getting to desperation hours...
I enjoy straightforward plot episodes. The main horrifying revelations in this one revolve around Sam, the awful choice he begins contemplating about how they might even remotely have a shot of dragging Lucifer back into the cage (I still hate the show for putting him through this), and just how tragically and inevitably he’d been manipulated into exactly this position his entire life. Even when he’d thought he’d been safest, when he’d thought he’d freed himself from a life entangled in the supernatural while he’d been at Stanford. It had all just been part of a very, very long game. And it’s heartbreaking to learn here at nearly the eleventh hour how little choice he’d ever really had in any of it.
LINKS!
The Superwiki page for this episode
My tag
Filming locations map
An interview with Mark Sheppard
Casting notice of Matt Frewer as Pestilence (which honestly should’ve been on the previous ep, but here it is now)
The CW promo video
The SpaceTV promo video
An Extended promo clip
Listen now on Spotify for Podcasters, or wherever you enjoy podcasts!
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mlobsters · 10 months
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supernatural s7e11 adventures in babysitting (w. adam glass)
when this started i was like. is this... going to be a twilight new moon reference...
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which is my favorite scene in the series, it's my favorite adaptation of how the book did it (a blank page with just the month name for 3 pages in a row), and it's one of my most favorite and memorable usages of music in a movie.
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while the circumstances are less permanent, new moon really hit for me with grief. and in fact i made a little parallel thing with this scene in spn s2e3 bloodlust (sera wrote that one) when sam and dean are in the thick of john just dying.
i wrote a little bit (under the cut) about my own parents deaths in the last episode and as ever this show pokes at my dead parents feelings and i'm not sure this episode is gonna go down with me. john dying was rough on me in that stirring up personal grief way, i'm hoping to not have a repeat of that experience.
(minor music rant, i think why it gets to me so much is because i am such a pushover and so easily emotionally manipulated by tv/movie music. *usually* if a show wants me to fell sad, they're gonna hit that button with music if nothing else. and i dislike it when i feel like i'm being manipulated. so to have a show not be able to hit that low bar, when i am already extremely emotionally connected to the show, THAT is notable. and not good. because like i said, i'm a cheap date. like just for a second there i felt that real sadness with this generic sad piano score happening as we go from sam and dean arguing and deciding to work different jobs to sam knocking on the kid's door. it was right there! but it petered out as soon as it came. -- edited to add: not surprisingly, it's a jay gruska ep)
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wolverine, is that you?
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teen wolf s3e8 visionary - madison mclaughlin as paige krasikeva
i thought the kid looked familiar, paige in teen wolf?? baby derek had to mercy kill her
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surely dude would have a scarred up arm by now, with the number of times he's slicing himself. on the same wavelength again, i also suggested this little test back in episode 6 :p
FRANK Do I look like I know? You think it's easy to see this deep into what's real and also be bipolar with delusional ideation? There is no pill for my situation, sweetiepop, so, yeah, best guess – the bigmouths are onto me. Next question.
cue reading the delusional disorder wiki page, i didn't realize delusions could come without other symptoms of psychosis
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so i think i've seen stuff he's been in but nothing jumping out worth grabbing a picture of. but he keeps pinging a) tom sizemore b) that he's somehow related to mark sheppard/crowley c) patton oswalt.
FRANK Got the equipment arranged. Come and get your costume on. We can scoot. DEAN "Costume"? What?
okay, that was cute.
not cute for me, the bumbling around on the cherry picker -_-
SAM (on phone) Dean, hey. So I think this guy was hunting a Vetala. Um, Dad took one down back in the day. Silver knife to the heart, twist, they're done. He says they're maladjusted loner types – like to knock a guy out, drag him home, feed slow. So, if Krissy's dad got grabbed, there's a chance he might still be alive. Be nice to get this girl's dad back home to her, you know? All right, I could use your help. Call me.
hitting us over the head with the point again. GOOD TO GET A DAD BACK TO THEIR KID HUH
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you just said you could use dean's help.. but you went alone anyway and got jumped (very easily i might add) and bitten? great decision making, sam
DEAN How long was I out? FRANK 'Bout 36 hours.
excuse me WHAT. what a cheap way to add a bunch of tension and conflict that's also completely not believable. i don't care how sleep deprived he was, unless there was some medical condition happening there IS NO WAY.
FRANK Did I mention you look awful? DEAN Yes. Maybe because somebody I cared about just got shot in the head. And this is like shoving a rock up a hill. And – screw you. FRANK Here's my advice you didn't ask for – quit. DEAN What? FRANK You want to keep going? DEAN I want Dick Roman on a spit. FRANK But you're gonna drive yourself into the ground first. Good plan. DEAN I'm not gonna quit. It's not even an option. I'm not gonna walk out on my brother.
not totally sure how quitting equates to walking out on sam, but okay. oh wait, was he saying quit hunting altogether? (that totally went over my head, i just am realizing now after finishing the episode and rereading before posting lol)
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KRISSY My dad left, and he didn't come back. Sam left, and he didn't come back. I give you the info, you leave, you don't come back.
she makes a good case and we get awkward roadtrip with kid for dean
DEAN Because I hunted one that turned out to be two a couple years back. KRISSY And you never told Sam? Wow, thanks. How 'bout sharing that with the rest of the class so we don't all get killed? DEAN Sam was away at Stanford, smartass.
okay but what? if sam was at school then john was alive and somehow dean never got that information to john so he'd update his journal? i don't think there's a gap that this could have worked in when john was dead but sam wasn't with dean for long enough to do a hunt/not talk about it. weird.
anyway probably just a segue to bring up college with the kid.
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KRISSY So... Guess I'm retiring – one and done. DEAN Really? How you feel about that? KRISSY Who knows? Maybe I'll go to Stanford like Sam. KRISSY We're so lame. DEAN Yeah, we are. Take care of yourself.
that was sweet.
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SAM You know what? Good for them. DEAN Yeah. It's nice to walk away from someone and feel like they could be okay. How about you? How you doing? You all right? SAM No. I'm definitely not. But, you know, I mean, um, I think, maybe... I just want to work. SAM Should I even ask? DEAN I'm fine. SAM "Fine," meaning...? DEAN You're right. We should just... work, right? And figure out a way to kick Dick Roman's ass. Well, hey, we are the professionals.
obstinate as dean can be about some things, he sure will take other people's advice to heart and start implementing it. though faking the smiles for that long while driving was creepy and sad
is it too much to ask for sera gamble to unironically like twilight???
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On Sept. 17, near the town of Sierra Blanca in rural West Texas, ICE detention center operator Mike Sheppard and his twin brother Mark attacked a group of migrants walking through the desert. Mike saw the group on the side of the road, pulled over next to them, pulled out his firearm and proceeded to shoot at the group. He killed one migrant and injured another.
The Sheppards first claimed that they were looking for grouse, then changed their story to hunting javelina, or wild pigs. This would have been at 7 p.m. on a Tuesday evening, 20 minutes after sunset. They claimed that they did not know what they had shot and left to attend a local Water Board meeting. Survivors’ testimony tells a radically different story: After taking cover near a water tank, they heard men in a pickup truck shouting profanities in Spanish and telling them to come out. The truck revved its engine, then the driver leaned across the hood and fired two shots. One man was struck in the head and killed, and another woman was struck in the gut and wounded.
The attack is reminiscent of other lynchings that have taken place throughout the country such as the horrific killing of Ahmaud Arbery, in which two armed, white vigilantes murdered a Black man jogging by the side of the road.
Mike Sheppard’s actions are part of a larger pattern of violently racist and xenophobic attitudes embedded within U.S. immigration policy. The far right has weaponized immigration as a racist wedge issue. State governors like Greg Abbott of Texas, Ron DeSantis of Florida, and Doug Ducey of Arizona are militarizing their immigration policies while sending thousands of migrants to New York City and Chicago, effectively using immigrants as pawns in their political stunts. At the same time, they have also increasingly advocated for and celebrated vigilantism towards immigrants and people of color. The day after Sheppard’s attack, another man in West Texas, Erick Garibaldi, shot a migrant in the face. 
Gilberto Hinojosa, a chair of the Texas Democratic Party, said in response, “This killing in West Texas is the direct result of Texas Republicans’ violent fearmongering of undocumented migrants. When you continuously use language like ‘invasion’ to describe what is happening at our border, the only logical conclusion is that you want migrants and asylum seekers to be treated like invaders.’” 
Hinojosa is correct about the Republicans’ demonization of migrants. The Democrats, however, are also to blame for harsh border policies and the dehumanizing treatment of immigrants. Under the Biden administration in the past 11 months, more than two million immigrants have been arrested along the southern U.S. border. Biden claims to be implementing a “safe, orderly and humane” immigration system, but the number of migrant deaths is at an all-time high under the Biden administration.
Mike Sheppard, the shooter, has a history of allegations of violent, racist behavior. The light charges he has received so far are a slap in the face to his victims.
Sheppard was fired from his job shortly after the incident, but this is not the first allegation of racist violence that has been leveled against him. A 2018 report by a coalition of legal groups found that African detainees who were transferred to the facility endured “physical assault; sexual abuse; excessive and arbitrary discipline (use of pepper spray and solitary confinement) without cause; verbal insults, including racial slurs; dangerous and unsanitary conditions of confinement; and denial of medical and mental health care.” Sheppard himself was implicated in many of the abuses as were guards directly under his command.
The detention center has claimed that he had been fired “due to an off-duty incident unrelated to his employment.” Apparently, the many years of alleged on-duty incidents of violence directly related to his employment didn’t count in the eyes of the detention center.
The state of Texas has charged Sheppard with manslaughter, defined as “killing without malice.” Given Sheppard’s violent past, history of racist violence in his role as detention center manager, and the allegations that the brothers shouted profanities in Spanish before opening fire, it should be clear that this is in fact a hate crime.
Anything short of a first-degree murder conviction will be an insult to Sheppard’s victims and will signal to other vigilantes that they can commit lynchings with impunity.
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Is that MARK SHEPPARD? No, that’s CHOILLEICH “COLIN” MACLEOD. The 52 year old HEREDITARY (+ BORROWER) WITCH ALPHA MALE is a BOUTIQUE OWNER & COUNCIL MEMBER. If you ask their friends, they’re known to be CHARMING & a SMART cookie, but beware, they’re also known to be ARROGANT & IMPULSIVE. Their friends also say that they’re into CHOKING, DADDY KINK & BREEDING but don’t you dare try GORE & SCAT with them.
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Choilleich MacLeod was born into a coven of witches in a state far, far away - where the people believed in much more than God. The coven’s grounds were hidden deep in a thick forest, safe from the outside world and therefore quite isolated - only few knew the way to and from, so there was only limited outside influence. The masses believed in fairies deep in the woods, ghosts of the past that protected the forest from danger. They lived in peace and harmony, or at least the queen thought so, but not everybody agreed with the Crown. Unbeknownst to the royal family, a storm was coming.
He grew up wanting for nothing and at the age of sixteen, the young prince presented Alpha, unfortunately for him. Despite naming her son the “Guardian of the Forest” - she did not want him to fulfill his destiny. His mother, the Queen - driven by greed and the want for power did not want her son to be the rightful heir, but as an Alpha, he was and so, with years passing and her son growing into a strong young man, she knew she had to act soon. She knew how, too. The young man had fallen in love, madly, which she could use to her advantage. She watched them bond, watched their love unfold and strengthen over the years and grant them a child - as beautiful as its dame and surely as strong as its sire.
With herself growing older, the Queen saw her chance to act when the child was three years old. She hired a group of assassins, but Choilleich wasn’t home that night. He was out to get drunk, so when he returned to find his mate and son brutally murdered, with a message for him, he knew he had to run for his life. He packed gold and coins and left the Forest the same night.
Colin, as he called himself after his escape, traveled for many years, spending most of his money and drinking to ease the pain. Whenever he’d run low, he found ways to refill his pockets. Sometimes he sold what he found on his travels, sometimes he got paid to bend over the knee for other Alphas, sometimes he helped mates receiving offspring when they had issues, but he also learned the art of tailoring from the best. One thing was always the same: Colin never stayed long in any place.
He heard rumors about a place where everybody was welcome and free. Nobody would know him there, he could maybe live a life free of his past. It sure was worth a shot, so he left the golden islands of the south to find this mysterious town the coven had often whispered about. Los Angeles was no good, too big - too busy, too many potential assassins, although he did like the big cities usually. Only this time he wasn’t looking for something temporary - he was looking for a home.
That was twenty-four years ago.
Colin came to New Haven as a young man, still unsure of his strength - his mother had never seen potential in him, so she hadn’t really taught him what she knew. But in New Haven, Colin found a true home - he learned about himself, his powers.
Over the years, the witch’s fae son, Oberyn, became Colin’s closest friend. Both had exceptional talent in tailoring, opened a boutique together, but their connection ran much deeper than that. Together, they meddled with everything they set their minds on - including a problem very dear to his friend, which - with the help of a teeny tiny spell, got them both their respective seats at the council’s table. Colin was meant to take over anyway, his mentor closer to insanity with each passing day, but they had successfully sped up the process while trying to save the life of Oberyn’s sire.
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Crowley - Masterlist
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💦 = Smut, 💖= Fluff, 🌩 = Angst
One Shots:
Warm Pie -💦
Summary: Coming home from a three day hunt Dean finds that his pie has been fucked with, literally. You make two fresh pies, only to catch the person who’s been destroying the pies with his dick later that night. (18+, Smut, Minors DNI)
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witchcrownxd · 1 year
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colin. • bodyclaim. • headcanons. • isms. • memes. • thread tracker.
Is that MARK SHEPPARD? No, that’s CHOILLEICH “COLIN” MACLEOD. The 52 year old WITCH ALPHA MALE is a BOUTIQUE OWNER & COUNCIL MEMBER. If you ask their friends, they’re known to be CHARMING & a SMART cookie, but beware, they’re also known to be ARROGANT & IMPULSIVE. Their friends also say that they’re into CHOKING, DADDY KINK, BREEDING but don’t you dare try GORE & SCAT with them.
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BASIC INFORMATION
Name: Choilleich "Colin" Macleod
Nickname(s): Colin
Age: 52
Species: Witch (Hereditary + Borrower)
Secondary Gender: Alpha
Occupation: Councilmember, Boutique Owner
Coven (born): Mother, unknown father + others
Family (former): mate, son (2)
Mate: Anthony Hale (future mate)
Coven: New Haven's witches
APPEARANCE
Height: 5'11
Weight: 168 pounds
Build: short, stocky
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
SEX
Kinks: Exhibitionism, Rough sex, Praise, Scenting, Biting, Marking, Rimming (receiving/giving), Oral (giving/receiving), daddy kink (call him daddy pls and thx), Breeding, Choking, probs more as he is kinky af
Anti-Kinks: Scat, Gore, Vore
Note: Colin is vers.
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Choilleich MacLeod was born into a coven of witches in a state far, far away - where the people believed in much more than God. The coven’s grounds were hidden deep in a thick forest, safe from the outside world and therefore quite isolated - only few knew the way to and from, so there was only limited outside influence. The masses believed in fairies deep in the woods, ghosts of the past that protected the forest from danger. They lived in peace and harmony, or at least the queen thought so, but not everybody agreed with the Crown. Unbeknownst to the royal family, a storm was coming.
He grew up wanting for nothing and at the age of sixteen, the young prince presented Alpha, unfortunately for him. Despite naming her son the “Guardian of the Forest” - she did not want him to fulfill his destiny. His mother, the Queen - driven by greed and the want for power did not want her son to be the rightful heir, but as an Alpha, he was and so, with years passing and her son growing into a strong young man, she knew she had to act soon. She knew how, too. The young man had fallen in love, madly, which she could use to her advantage. She watched them bond, watched their love unfold and strengthen over the years and grant them a child - as beautiful as its dame and surely as strong as its sire.
With herself growing older, the Queen saw her chance to act when the child was three years old. She hired a group of assassins, but Choilleich wasn’t home that night. He was out to get drunk, so when he returned to find his mate and son brutally murdered, with a message for him, he knew he had to run for his life. He packed gold and coins and left the Forest the same night.
Colin, as he called himself after his escape, traveled for many years, spending most of his money and drinking to ease the pain. Whenever he’d run low, he found ways to refill his pockets. Sometimes he sold what he found on his travels, sometimes he got paid to bend over the knee for other Alphas, sometimes he helped mates receiving offspring when they had issues, but he also learned the art of tailoring from the best. One thing was always the same: Colin never stayed long in any place.
He heard rumors about a place where everybody was welcome and free. Nobody would know him there, he could maybe live a life free of his past. It sure was worth a shot, so he left the golden islands of the south to find this mysterious town the coven had often whispered about. Los Angeles was no good, too big - too busy, too many potential assassins, although he did like the big cities usually. Only this time he wasn’t looking for something temporary - he was looking for a home.
That was twenty-four years ago.
Colin came to New Haven as a young man, still unsure of his strength - his mother had never seen potential in him, so she hadn’t really taught him what she knew. But in New Haven, Colin found a true home - he learned about himself, his powers.
Over the years, the witch’s fae son, Oberyn, became Colin’s closest friend. Both had exceptional talent in tailoring, opened a boutique together, but their connection ran much deeper than that. Together, they meddled with everything they set their minds on - including a problem very dear to his friend, which - with the help of a teeny tiny spell, got them both their respective seats at the council’s table. Colin was meant to take over anyway, his mentor closer to insanity with each passing day, but they had successfully sped up the process while trying to save the life of Oberyn’s sire.
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Suspicion
Suspicion (S02E05) is a Teyla-centric episode but it has some very interesting moments.
First, while we have to wait several seasons to hear McKay call Sheppard by his given name, which he only uses in tense situations, Sheppard does the exact opposite. He calls him Rodney most of the time but changes to McKay when things get serious.* The episode starts with McKay getting hit straight in the face with a wraith stunner, Sheppard quickly jumping in to check up on him. For the third episode in a row one of them winds up unconscious on the floor, albeit now at the onset of the episode.
This episode also marks the beginning of giving the audience a glimpse of how the private time between Sheppard and McKay differs from how they behave toward each other when other people are around. Sheppard shows that he cares about McKay ("You seem nervous"; "You still seem nervous") and twice in the episode makes sure that he is okay following a wraith attack (verbally and through touch). You could claim that he cares more about the safety of McKay because the other two members of his team are capable fighters, and surely that's a part of it. McKay is also a valuable asset for the expedition. But these things don't explain the tenderness Sheppard displays privately and how this turns to near flippancy the moment other people are within ear shot.
There's also a pattern emerging in that Sheppard is shown looking at McKay do sensual things (in the sense of relating to the senses). In the previous two episodes, we watched Sheppard watch McKay wolfing down a power bar, which might be interpreted as phallic.
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In this episode, he watches McKay first drool from his mouth on the hospital bed and later, rub his foot on the table in the meeting room, and even later on, he is seen watching McKay's hands on two separate occasions.
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What are you doing, Major?
The thing is, we are actually invited to watch Sheppard look at these things. He is making note of them. He pulls faces when he makes note of them. Sure, we can interpret Sheppard finding these things distasteful. Learning the idiosyncracies of his new team member, new friend. At the very least, we're supposed to find these moments humorous.
But he sure is paying attention to these things. Even when he's in a world of pain he's making note of them. Noticing and mentally cataloguing things that someone does is also a classic sign of attraction. One could also describe Sheppard as having an oral fixation as he brings up Rodney's mouth even completely unprompted: "At least your mouth still works fine."
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We are actually asked to connect these things to sex in that Rodney is also stuffing his mouth during the "Size doesn't count" conversation in Hide and Seek (S01E03). The use of food as metaphor for sex is also lampshaded in this very episode:
Zelenka: I just can't bear the same meal day after day after day. McKay: Well, buck up a little. I'm trying to run a diagnostic. Zelenka: Sorry! McKay: I mean, we are stranded with limited resources in another galaxy. Come on, the nearest Bob's Big Boy is three hundred million light years away. We have to make do. If that means you have to eat my favourite food two days in a row, so be it. Zelenka: You enjoy military rations? McKay: I know. It's weird. Hospital food too. The only reason I don't like airplane food is you can't get seconds and I'm an absolute ...
But it's not just the mouth that Sheppard's fixed on, it's Rodney's whole entire body. His bodily functions. Which are also connected to food in the episode (as in, Sheppard graphically describes functions of the body and then jumps straight to food):
Sheppard: Without inertial dampening we'd be hit by so many gees our eyes'd pop, the skin'd pull away from our faces, our brains'd squish up to the back of our skulls and our internal organs would be crushed into these chairs... What about that sandwich?
In the beginning of the episode, Beckett tells McKay in front of Sheppard: "Your body experienced a full overload to its sensory and motor nervous system." It was the wraith stunner that did this to McKay but Sheppard seems to be suffering from a similar predicament just from observing the other man.
By the end of the episode the concept of hunger is highlighted through the captured wraith. Sheppard tells him (and bringing up someone's name unnecessarily is also a classic sign of attraction): "I wonder what hurts more: the gunshot wound or the hunger? Because I'd love to help out but how did McKay put it? We can't meet your dietary requirements."
They have every intention of starving the wraith. But the wraith is not the only one starving here. Sheppard is hungry for something that a turkey sandwich cannot satisfy.
.* We actually have to wait until the next episode to hear Sheppard use the name "Rodney" (in a non-tense situation, as it were) but it is implied that he is already using it by this episode in McKay's line "Oh, really? I thought you said, 'Rodney, you don't have to do this'," in which he refers to something he wishes Sheppard said and presumably communicating it in a way that Sheppard would say it. At the very least, in this episode McKay gives Sheppard the permission to use his... chosen name.
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Fancy footwork and maneuvering for the Normandy through the Mass relay brought the crew closer to their end game. Shepard stood behind his pilots as they continued to doge Geth ships to make it back to the Citadel.
Shepards grasp on the back of their seats was enough to keep one he was ready. Joker hovered above the landing zone while Sif manually aimed the cannons at oncoming hostiles.
Her aim was superb and her hits were never even close to a miss.
“Great aim Sif.” Shepard said as he put his helmet on.
His N7 suit glimmering in the dim light, and the marks of battle still visible.
“How are we going to get down there? There’s no room for a landing!” Ashely shouted.
“I can make it!” Joker yelled.
“Are you kidding, there’s no way in hell you’re going to actually land this thing.” Shepard retorted.
“I’ll launch you in the Mako. Trust me, I’ve got this.” Joker sat up and readjusted himself. “Go!”
“Are you kidding, you want us to trust…” Ashley scoffed.
“Go.” Sif said sternly.
“He’s right, they can do this, I’ve seen Joker do crazier.” Sheppard said.
“Thanks Commander.” Joker grinned.
“Get as far as you can without loosing coms. Let the ship look desolate, and protect yourselves. I’m taking Liara and Ash.” He started to walk away.
“Hey Shep!” Sif shouted as she turned around, “Give em hell.”
Shepard nodded his head and saluted Sif. She turned back to her station.
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“This is painful. It keeps, just going on and on.” Sif lamented.
“It’ll be okay. They are all trained, we will have our friends back in no time.” Tali’s voice chimed over Sid’s heat set.
“Yea, with the calibrations I put into those guns, and the ones they took, it’s going to be an easy fight.” Garrus added.
“If you ever, need to calibrate something not man made, I have a few items I could use help with.” Tali said.
“Sounds good. Once this is done.” Garrus replied.
Sif raised a corner of her mouth. Quarian flirtation was beautiful.
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What seemed like hours flew by. Ilos was colorful from the helm. It looked like someone poured paint all over their screens. Reds, oranges, greens. Nothing could settle a heart like a beautiful sunset, even this one.
They kept waiting.
And waiting.
“We have made it to the archives. Ill send you the file.” Shepard buzzed through the coms. “We are going to follow Saren through the portal - meet us back at the Citadel!”
Joker and Sif exchanged looks. “Go time.” He said.
They locked the Citadel onto the nearest Mass Effect and swung the entire ship through it, being shot out in the Sol System near the Citadel.
As they approached they would see Sovereign and the ships attacking.
They had replayed the file that Shepard sent them, Vigil told them all they needed to know about what was going on. This was what everyone had feared. The Reapers, the end of humanity.
Sif shifted uncomfortably in her chair. She swore there were already fingernail imprints on the arm rests. Grasping them was her anxious outlet when on missions, and she had a death hold on them like never before.
“Look at that, it’s going to consume everything in the Citadel…” Sif quietly said when she saw the massive alien ship engulfing the Citadel.
“Not everything, come on, you know better.” Joker said to lighten the mood.
“Do you ever, EVER worry?” She asked.
“Nah, you know that. Shep’s got it in the bag.” He said flying closer to the Citadel and the approaching alien ships.
He was afraid, his glibness didn’t mean he didn’t worry. He worried a lot. More so in recent months than he ever had.
“You’re always right….what will you do one day when I’m actually right?” She asked him.
“That’s the day Ill admit you’re a better pilot than me, even if you’re not.”
“I never said I was a better pilot, ever.”
“I know, but thats what I mean, I’d admit that!”.
“Ill take it I guess.” She grinned.
Finally there was movement down below. Sovereign was detaching from the citadels communication hub, and the Alliance fleet was closing in.
“Joker, Sif, the Alliance fleet is going to head to the Destiny Ascension to save the Counsel. Joker, prepare to extract us.” Shepard’s com buzzed.
“Locations are locked.” Sif confirmed.
“Let’s get them.” Joker said.
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The Counsel was saved. Shepard had just left to meet with them in person.
Shepard took his whole missions team with him.
Sif and joker stayed back, they liked to stay out of the eye of Politicians at any cost, even if they weren’t in hot water. It gave them some time to breathe, and collect themselves after the finality of the last mission.
“So Sovereign is a Reaper ship? That’s being piloted by the Geth and Krogan?” Joker asked.
“Yea., and apparently it was the flag ship for Saren, but you know what happens, where one is, more are to follow, especially if that involves Geth.” Sif sighed.
“That’s wild. I wonder what it looked like on board.”
“I do not want to find out. Ever.” Sif shook her head. “But we are done with that, whatever mission they send us on next is probably going to be equally exciting, don’t worry, you’re going to be the pilot that saves the day, as always. That Mako drop was amazing.” Sif smiled.
“I impressed myself too. I mean, I knew I could do it, but with eyes actually watching, that stress is real.”
Joker pushed some buttons on his console and the engine of the Normandy started to hum slower. “May as well put her to sleep for a bit, we might actually get some shore leave after this.”
“That would be amazing.” Sif smiled.
“What do you want to do?” he asked.
“Oh the usual, have a drink or two, get some sleep, wander the Citadel and try to convince you to fall in love with me.” She teased.
Joker smirked, then realized he was smiling. He wiped it from his face. “We can get drinks, want to go back to earth for a few days?”
“I always do - it’s winter still there, aren’t you worried about breaking a leg?”
“Nah, for you I’ll go.”
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Shepard had been decorated as a Specter and a paragon on the Citadel while he was meeting with the counsel, there wasn’t a parade, or a huge show of it, but the whole crew knew, and were proud of him. The first human specter, really was a big deal.
Humanity finally found its place in the universe and even had Udina put on the Counsel. Sif wasn’t his biggest fan, but she’s prefer him to most people in that position of power. Something about him caused her to feel uneasy.
With Sovereign destroyed, and Saren’s death, it was time to properly mourn those they lost.
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“Lieutenant, you ready?”
Sif’s door opened to Shepard walking in.
“I’m ready.” She said.
He walked over to Sif as she sat in her recliner next to the bed. She looked up at Shepard and back down to the floor again.
“I wouldn’t have left the Normandy, or you Commander. Just so we are clear.” She admitted.
“I didn’t think you would, I knew Joker was just blowing off steam.”
“I’m trying to say, I was embarrassed how that played out. It was a irrational decision, that I made, and Jeff took it badly.” She kicked a fluff on the ground.
Shepard sat across from her on the bed, and reached forward.
“We’ve worked together for a long time Sif, it’s okay. It really is. I’m sorry he embarrassed you, but if its any consolation, I didn’t take what he said to heart.” He reassured her.
“I wanted Kaiden to have hope, that’s all. For the first time, I felt … “ she trailed off.
“Wanted?”
“Does every one know how I feel about Jeff?” She raised an eyebrow.
“No, no ones said anything, but remember, we’ve worked together a long time. I watch you guys all the time, I know what’s going on. Your music, your banter. I figured something was going on.”
“Well, nothing’s going on if it’s any consolation. It never will. That’s why I said yes so fast.” She cleared her throat.
“I get it. It’s nice to be wanted, it’s nice to be appreciated.” He smiled.
“Yea, I’m glad you have that with Ash.” She grinned.
“How do you - “
“I know everything…it’s surprising what people tell me on this ship. You know Presley…I know the tea.” She chuckled.
Shepard smiled back at her. She could understand why Ash liked him. He was handsome, loved the galaxy, and cared for people. He was the commander, the specter all humanity needed. He reached for her hand and held it for a moment.
“I’m still sorry about Kaiden. He was a good solider, a good man. Probably the best of us.” He rubbed her hands.
Sif nodded. “Thanks Shepard, I mean it, thank you.”
“Any time you need to be reminded at what you mean to anyone, the crew, Joker, me, just ask. I’ll tell you in a heart beat.”
“What do I mean to you?” She asked curiously as she stood to prepare to leave.
Shepard smiled at her, stood and took her hand. “Sif you mean the Normandy to me. You mean safety, and life. There are only two people in this world I trust to sit at the helm, and you’re one of them. I trust you with my whole being, and any who fly on our ship.”
She smiled at him. “I needed that.”
As they walked out of the cabin, Shepard handed her a plaque.
LT Kaiden Alenko. Stamped on cold steel.
“It’s for the wall, it’s most appropriate that you put it up.” Shepard said.
Sif choked back a sniffle. “I miss him.”
Shepard walked closer to Sif. “Permission to hug you?”
She nodded.
Shepard wrapped her in his arms and gave her the biggest hug she had ever had. She let herself tear up and appreciate someone doing this. He held on a little longer, and Sif composed herself.
“Thank you. I know why you are the best choice for a Spectre- you really do care about your crew. That’s what makes you so good.” She forced a smile. “I’m proud to serve you.”
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After Kaidens brief memorial, the crew disbanded, and made their way to their bunks. Sif rejoined Joker in the helm, to await further orders. As much as she wanted shore leave, she’d be fine with not having any. She didn’t know if she really wanted to go to Earth for a vacation, or to run away from her thoughts.
Shepard walked into the helm and greeted the two of them.
“We are going to take a bit of shore leave, then start to trace where the Geth are coming from. I think 5 days is appropriate. We don’t want the Geth to get too far ahead. While you’re on leave, I’m going to send out some smaller ships to do some reconnaissance. Just scouting ships.” He said very authoritatively.
“Sounds good Commander.” Sif said standing at attention.
“What do you plan on doing?” He asked.
“I think I’m going to go back to earth. I looked into where the nearest alliance base is to the mountains, and I think that’s what I’m going to do.” She nodded.
“Want some company?” Joker looked over his shoulder.
“If you’d like. It’s cold though right now.” She said hoping it would shake him off.
“That’s fine, you told me how great snow can be, so I figure I should go and see it for myself.” he responded.
“Great, you two seem to have it all planned out. Ill see you soon.” Shepard saluted them and left.
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Fire
10/12/2023
merits:
writing: It's a nice, fairly straightforward plot with a little double-cross when Cecil "saves" the kids and then sets up the driver. The subplot of Mulder dealing with Phoebe is compelling, as we learn a little about his past, his education, and romantic history, as well as further establish the pattern of his trusting nature being taken advantage of. 8.
characterization/development: A few things about Mulder: he went to school in Oxford and had some sort of relationship with Phoebe Greene, which involved among other things defiling the tombstones of famous authors. Phoebe is well known to play mind games and will even use his biggest fear against him just for fun: his phobia of fire. This is borne of a night as a child when his friend's house burned down. We also learn he has a photographic memory.
Mulder gets used and betrayed by people multiple times this season... fucking hell. He clearly doesn't have much self worth and we don't even have the full picture why yet. He drops everything to be played by Phoebe, and he seems to know he's being played! It's pretty depressing.
Scully is clearly concerned and fed up with the situation. I get the sense she's more irritated with Phoebe than with Mulder. She feels for him, I think. She dislikes Phoebe's careless treatment of him as well as her unprofessionalism. This characterization of Scully is very good here I think; she's sensitive but a bit reticent, bad at expressing feelings. Instead of bringing things up explicitly, she goes into action, instead -- doing what she can for Mulder by solving the case and getting Phoebe out of his hair. She gets to be extremely competent. And yes, if you want to, you can read her as being a little jealous of Phoebe. 10.
emotion: This one is just kind of sad. Mulder gets screwed over repeatedly by his manipulative ex, while Scully thanklessly solves the case and tries to protect him. I think it's a good sad, but it's still painful to watch how low Mulder's self esteem is and how much Scully does in return for so little. 7.
antagonist/monster: Mark Sheppard is excellent as Cecil. Nails the sort of barely-restrained unhinged look. Can't believe how young he is. I like that he has the traits of a "normal" arsonist, but with his added special ability. 7.
on set: Some standout wardrobe choices are Mulder's tux and Phoebe's bronze blouse and matching paisley vest. Lots of great effects in this one, too. The cig lighting itself, the dreamlike quality of the fire during Mulder's panic attack, the awesome stunts, the crispy bodies. Loved how Cecil's eyes made a crunching sound when he opened them at the end.
Some fun camera angles with Mulder in the hallway, down on all fours, looks like a wide-angle close up? The slightly distorted perspective makes things claustrophobic and off-kilter. Similarly there's a great shot where he follows the camera down the hallway. I also like how the faxed sketch of Cecil blends into the close up of the real Cecil's face. All nicely done. 9.
music: Droning synths and slow piano-driven melodies. Not the most exciting. Mostly just there for ambience. 4.
demerits:
boringness: I was compelled more than I thought I'd be! Better the second time around. 0.
ccwfl (chris carter wankfest level): Zilch.
bonus points:
Bonus for shirtless Mulder
Another for bedside Scully
A THIRD point for Scully's flawless posh bitch accent.
totals:
merits total: 45
demerits total: 0
bonus points: 3
episode total: 48/60
favorites:
"That's one of the luxuries of hunting down aliens and genetic mutants: you rarely get to press charges."
"Must be an X-File." "Ha ha ha"
"Mulder, you just keep unfolding like a flower."
"Oh, is that what you were extending?"
"Fire has a certain demon poetry" says the pervy arson expert Beatty
"Ten-to-one chance you can't dance to it" with a callback line at the end.
"I won't put you through this, Scully." Meaning, he doesn't want her to witness his dog-like devotion to the woman who keeps him on a leash.
Scully V/O!
Mulder's tousled bangs make him look so young.
After the party switcheroo, as Mulder recovers, he asks Scully about the kids, then asks Phoebe about them too when she comes in. He's struggling to break off from her. Nice little detail.
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