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pinkg0at · 1 month
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drawing (with ink) practice! (On sticky notes)! These are my all-time favorite characters that I could think of.
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lovelyirony · 5 years
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Maybe a Winter13 72, where a person that Sharon locked up escapes and wants to kill her and Bucky wants to protect her??
reminder: please send in the full prompt 
At approximately 4:22 a.m., there is a report of a woman getting out of the high security prison in Wales. No one knows her name, only what she has people call her: Madame. 
She was unofficially one of the earlier trainees for the Red Room program. She had injured her leg beyond repair, but she was valuable to future Black Widows. Madame helped Natalia Romanova become a machine, concerned only with the results. 
Agent Thirteen was in charge of taking her down, and take her down she did. 
“You think you can kill me?” Madame had asked that night, Sharon standing, making eye contact. An equal, something infuriating to someone like her. 
“No, but I don’t think I need to kill you to make you disappear,” Sharon says. She walks closer to Madame, smiling slightly as she looks her in the cold, barren eyes. 
“You’ll be stuck in a prison with no influence, no one who cares for the power behind your words, and you’ll have to hear little tidbits about how well your precious Black Widow is doing while she’s learning how to do good at SHIELD. Have a great stay, Madame.” 
That had been that. Sharon had moved on in her life, unconcerned with someone like Madame. She was in max security, tucked away, and the people who should be concerned about her were. 
But it had been years. Sharon barely thought of her, and then Fury announced at a coffee break that Madame had escaped, her whereabouts unknown. 
Sharon knew that Madame would come for her, and she’d had years to think about the exact plot. But she wasn’t going to run, because that’s what Madame wants to prove. That Thirteen is a runner, afraid to deal with someone. 
And she isn’t. 
But that doesn’t mean that she isn’t a little bit more on edge, a little bit more tense. 
“You need sleep,” Bucky says to her one night. “You need a lot of sleep.” 
“You sayin’ I’m ugly, Barnes?” Sharon asks. She catches herself in the mirror, and gets his point: she has bags under her eyes that look like they’ve been there for years. Her shoulders are bunched up, she has at least one knife visible on her person, and she needs sleep. 
“Can’t. Madame escaped.” 
“You’re in the most secure building on the planet,” Bucky says. “What’s got you afraid?” 
“I’m paranoid,” Sharon confesses, sighing. “When I put her away I basically told her that all she’d hear is how well Nat was doing at SHIELD.” 
Bucky actually laughs. 
“You’ve got balls Carter, I’ll give you that. I don’t think many would stand up to her that way.” 
“And now I can’t sleep because of it. She’s sent me…warnings.” 
“I know,” Bucky says. “I think she wants what she wants pretty damn clearly.” They had seen the broken glass at Sharon’s room, watched as Sharon picked it all up, installed a new window with thicker class, and flipped off the world. It had been endearingly stubborn. 
“I don’t know what to do,” Sharon says. “I know I replaced the window, but there’s still that feeling of unease. I don’t think I’ll sleep again until she’s behind bars.” 
“Then sleep in my bed,” Bucky says with a shrug. 
Sharon stares at him. 
Bucky then realizes that he needs to explain. 
“I don’t mean in a…that way!” he explains hastily. “I mean that I’m…well. She knows who I am. And if you’re in that room, there’s no way she’s killing you.” 
Sharon can’t deny that logic. Even someone like Madame wouldn’t risk getting in front of someone like Bucky Barnes. 
“…Alright. But no funny business.” 
“You got it, Sharon.” 
There’s the initial awkwardness of sharing a bed, of course. Sharon says she can take the floor, but Bucky won’t hear any of that. 
“It’ll mess up your back, definitely not.” 
“I can handle floor-sleep, Barnes. I’m not totally insufficient.” 
“Sleeping on floors is for losers and Sam Wilson, and you’re too pretty to be either of those things.” 
Sharon lets the “pretty” comment go, although it lingers in the back of her mind far more often than she’d like it to. 
Bucky cajoles her into the bed by promising the best pillows from his side, and allowance of her music to be played on a soft level. 
“Why do you listen to classic rock to go to bed?” Bucky asks. 
“I’ll turn it off when we get to Led Zeppelin,” Sharon murmurs back. “I have a process.” 
Sure enough, she’s asleep after “Black Dog” finishes the final tunes, hand groping for the phone before pausing the music, then moving to be on her stomach. 
“SHIELD never manage to train you out of it?” Bucky whispers. 
“Nah,” Sharon says. “Learned how to throw a knife this way.” 
Bucky remains on high alert, breathing light. He’s never needed much sleep. He knows that someone like Madame won’t back down, she’ll probably try to attack again. 
Sure enough, he’s right. 3:22 a.m., there’s a not-quite-silent step outside his door. Bucky can see the glint of a knife in Sharon’s hand, and Bucky slowly inches his covers down to easily get out. 
The door opens with a bang, and Bucky charges forth. Sharon orders for the lights to be turned on, sweeping the would-be-assassin’s legs out from underneath him. 
Bucky charges on, finding Madame in Sharon’s room. 
She shoots pillows, is what she does. Pillows with a blonde wig laid convincingly down. 
It’s almost too easy to grab her wrist and force her back to a wall, barely a time for any sort of noise to come from her throat. 
“You really think she’d be unprepared?” Bucky hisses. “She lives with people who know you, Madame. I didn’t think you’d be as stupid as you are.” 
���Soldier,” Madame says. “Glad to see that Hydra didn’t manage to cure you of your weakness.” 
“Glad to see you’re still as old a bat as ever,” Sharon cuts in breezily. “Good to see you, Madame. Hate to say that red really isn’t your color. Ditch the lipstick.” 
Madame is put back, further away from humanity than most would think. Sharon makes sure of it, and then makes sure that there’s no way she’s escaping ever again. 
Bucky’s waiting for her when she gets back, nearly falling in her attempt to get to a kitchen chair. 
“Doll, come on. You’re nearly falling. Let me help you up.” 
“I’m fine,” Sharon says, eyes unfocused. “Just need a little bit of sleep.” 
“Which you won’t get comfortable at if you’re at the coffee table,” Bucky says. “Come on.” 
“Don’t want my bed,” Sharon says. “Not…not that.” 
“My place, then?” Bucky asks. 
“Yeah. Your sheets smell nice. Like home.” 
Bucky doesn’t let it show that his heart just swelled about twelve times. 
“Well, get up darlin’. Gotta get up for bed.” 
She leans on his arm as they walk to the bedroom. Bucky lets her roll on the bed, rolls his eyes as he starfishes, and gets back to the couch in the living room. Not as good pillows, but still okay. 
Sharon gets up in the morning and immediately sinks into the bed, putting a pillow over her head. 
“Oh, god.” 
She can’t believe she landed herself in Bucky’s bed, and she remembers all of it. 
She sees him at breakfast, cooking himself an omelette as casual as can be. 
“I am…very sorry. You really just should’ve left me at the table.” 
“I don’t exactly mind it,” Bucky says casually. “Better if I could share a bed without there being danger or you tired out of your rational mind, but hey. I’ll take what I can get.” 
“And if you could get more?” Sharon asks. “I wouldn’t be opposed to bed-sharing. As long as I can take you out on a couple of dates.” 
“It would be an honor, Ms. Carter.” 
“I’ll see you tonight then, Mr. Barnes.” 
She grins as she gets her coffee. He smiles back too, and she knows that it’ll be a good start to whatever they figure out this is going to be. 
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thelastspeecher · 7 years
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NaNoWriMo ‘17 Day 18 - New Parents
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Summary: Stan and Angie welcome their first child, or rather, chick. [Phoenix Enchantment AU] Word count: 2074
               Stan tucked an extra stick in the nest.  
               Gotta make sure this thing’s stable and warm and shit like that.  He glanced at Angie, who was brooding the egg, half-asleep.  Gotta make sure the two of ‘em are comfortable.  Angie’s tawny gold eyes opened at the sound of voices coming from the stairs.
               “It’s been a couple weeks, do you think Pele’s forgiven me yet?” Ford asked.
               “I don’t know if she’ll ever completely forgive ya,” Fiddleford replied. “But she might be a bit more willin’ to let ya take her vitals.”
               “Perhaps I can check her cloaca.”
               “No,” Fiddleford said firmly.  The two men arrived at the attic landing.  “It’s a miracle she didn’t do the same thing to the vet she did to you. Don’t know why she held back.” Fiddleford smiled warmly at Stan and Angie.  “Howdy, Mr. and Mrs. Phoenix.”
               “Mr. and Dr.,” Angie crowed.  She adjusted herself slightly.  Fiddleford frowned.  
               “Hmm.”
               “What?” Ford asked.  
               “I thought I saw somethin’ when Pele moved.  Somethin’ under her.”
               “Something under her?  Like an egg?” Ford asked eagerly.  Fiddleford shrugged.
               “Might be.”
               “I’ll look into it.”  Ford made a beeline for the nest.  He reached out to pick Angie up.  She hissed at him.  “Maybe you should grab her.  She likes you more.”
               “Sure.”  Fiddleford walked over and reached forward.  Angie eyed him suspiciously, but didn’t make any threatening noises. “It’s okay, honey.”  He picked her up.  His eyes went wide.  “Goodness, would ya look at that.”
               “I’ve never seen an egg like this,” Ford remarked.  “And now we have an explanation for her odd behavior.” Ford reached for the egg.  Angie let out a screech.
               “Ford, don’t,” Fiddleford said.  
               “I need to-”
               “Ya still haven’t recovered from Pele bitin’ ya.  Do ya want to reopen yer stitches?” Fiddleford asked.  Stan snapped at Ford’s hand.  Ford removed his hand from the nest.  Growing increasingly agitated, Angie nipped at Fiddleford’s fingers. “Oh, okay, sweetie, down ya go.” He carefully set her in the nest again. “Sorry ‘bout that, hon,” Fiddleford said, stroking her.  Angie burbled apologetically.
               “Sorry, Fidds, I don’t know what came over me.”
               “Why did you put her down?  I wanted to examine the egg,” Ford protested.  Stan hissed, his feathered crest rising.  
               “Stanford, Pele just laid it.  Both of ‘em are goin’ to be on edge fer a while.  It’s a miracle Pele didn’t draw any blood tellin’ me off.  She held back, and so did Prometheus.  Next time, it won’t be a mere warnin’.”  Ford sighed.
               “Very well.  Perhaps in a few days, they’ll have calmed down enough to let me examine their progeny.” Stan let out another sinister hiss.
               “Don’t count on it, Sixer.”
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               “Hmm?”  Angie was woken by movement under her.  She blinked blearily, decided to dismiss it, and closed her eyes again.  The sensation of something rocking grew stronger.
               What is that?  I’m not sittin’ on anythi- the egg!  Angie abruptly stepped to the side, accidentally elbowing Stan close to the nest’s edge.
               “Angie, it won’t be sunrise for like, three hours, what’s the deal?” Stan croaked, waking up.  
               “The egg,” Angie chirped.  “It’s- it’s-”  Stan looked over.  His mouth dropped open.
               “Holy Moses, is it hatching?”
               “Looks like,” Angie whispered.  She and Stan watched with bated breath as the egg rocked back and forth viciously.  As suddenly as the movement had started, it stopped, and a small crack appeared in the shell.  “Oh Lord, oh Lord,” Angie whimpered.  The crack grew wider.  A small, fuzzy head poked its way out of the egg.  “Goodness.”
               “We’re- we’re-” Stan stammered as the chick struggled free from its egg.  “We’re parents.”  The chick turned in a small circle before catching sight of its parents, huddled together in shock.  Stan and Angie stared silently at their child, unsure of what to do.  The chick let out a soft chirp.
               “Oh my Lord, she’s beautiful!” Angie screeched.  She walked over to the chick and nuzzled its head.  “Stanley, look at her!”
               “I’m lookin’,” Stan said.  He joined Angie.  “You’re right.  She’s the most gorgeous kid in the world.”
               “Clearly,” Angie crooned.  
               “Wait, how do we know it’s a she?” Stan asked, cocking his head.  Angie blinked.
               “I’m not sure.  I just know.”
               “Same here.”  Stan stared at his daughter.  “We decided on Molly for a girl, right?”
               “Yeah.”
               “All right, kid, here’s the deal,” Stan cawed.  The chick looked up at him with big, tawny gold eyes.  “Your Uncle Ford is gonna call you Pinatubo.  That’s not your name.  Your name is Molly.”  Molly blinked slowly.  “Oh yeah, and Fiddleford and Stanford are your uncles.  They’re humans, but you aren’t.  It’s weird.”  Molly let out tiny chirp.  “Good.  Glad you’re on board.”
               “Her feathers,” Angie whispered. “She clearly gets her pretty plumage from you, Stan.”
               “She’s got your eyes,” Stan replied.  Molly opened her mouth.  “What’s she doin’?”
               “I’m not- oh.  She must be hungry,” Angie said.  She looked over at the food stand. “Shoot, we’re all out!  Fidds refills the dishes in the mornin’!”
               “Think you can wait until then?” Stan asked Molly. She closed her mouth, looking disappointed.  “Yeah, it sucks, but we’ll get you some-” Molly abruptly opened her mouth again and began to emit a loud screech.  “Ah, fuck!” Stan yelped.  He stumbled back in shock and careened over the edge of the nest.  
               “Stan!” Angie squawked.  
               “I’m fine,” Stan cawed at her. He shook his head.  “A bit dizzy, but I’m fine.”
               “We need to get this baby some food.”
               “Agreed.”  Stan ruffled his feathers, preparing to take flight.  “I’ll go grab somethin’ from the kitchen.  One of the nerds had to have left some fruit on the counter, right?”  Doors slammed from downstairs.  “Never mind, we can just get the nerds to get the food.”
               “Come back up here,” Angie said.  Stan took off and landed in the nest.  
               “Molly, it’s okay,” Stan said desperately.  Molly paused her screech for a moment to breathe, then started again.  “She’s never gonna shut up!”  Footsteps raced up the stairs.  Fiddleford and Ford arrived at the attic landing, disheveled and in their pajamas.
               “What on Earth is goin’ on up here?” Fiddleford demanded.
               “Hey, we’re not pleased about the kid screamin’, either!” Stan squawked.  
               “Fiddleford!  The egg!” Ford said, grabbing Fiddleford’s arm.  “It hatched!”
               “Goodness!” Fiddleford gasped.  “The lil chickee must be hungry.”
               “No shit, Sherlock!” Stan screeched.
               “I’ll get some food,” Fiddleford said, already running downstairs.  Ford stared at the phoenixes.  
               “Pinatubo hatched,” Ford whispered, his eyes wide.  A broad smile appeared on his face.  “Pinatubo hatched!”
               “Great, just what we need,” Stan grumbled.  “Ford getting all emotional.  He doesn’t even know she’s his niece!”
               “I think it’s nice,” Angie said. She winced as Molly’s screech increased in volume.  “But I agree, it’s not what we need right now.”
               “I’m back, I’m back!” Fiddleford said, coming up the stairs again.  He rushed over to the nest and deposited some banana slices, dead crickets, and walnuts in front of Molly.  Molly stopped screeching for a moment.  She knelt and looked at one of the crickets, then nudged it towards Angie.  
               “Why didn’t she eat it?” Stan whispered.  Angie grimaced.
               “Stan, I- I think we have to feed it to her.”
               “Okay.  Then what’s with the wigged-out expression?”
               “Ya know how some birds feed their young, right?” Angie said.  Stan stared at her for a moment.  “Darlin’, I- I think phoenix chicks feed from their parents regurgitatin’ things.”
               “Oh, come on!” Stan screeched. “Why is bein’ a bird so gross?”  Clearly getting frustrated, Molly began to screech again.  Stan and Angie winced.  “Fine!  Fine, kid, we’ll do that!  Anything to get you to shut your yap.”  Stan turned to Fiddleford and hissed.  “Scram!”
               “I think they want some privacy,” Fiddleford said to Ford.  
               “But-” Ford started.
               “Pinatubo will still be there in the mornin’.  We should go check on Tate, see if he got woken up by the noise.”
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               Angie hummed softly to Molly as she preened her daughter’s downy feathers.
               “Baby girl, I can’t believe yer already a month old,” Angie chirped.  “Seems like yesterday that I laid ya.”
               “Yeah, well, you know what they say,” Stan squawked from the toy stand.  “Time flies when you’re trapped as a bird.”  He viciously grabbed at one of the toys, a dangling knotted rope, with his beak.  “It’s about time they gave us somethin’ to do up here,” he said in between attacks. Angie chuckled.
               “I think I like watchin’ ya mess with the mirror most.”
               “That one’s pretty entertaining,” Stan agreed.  “When we’re back to human, don’t tell Ford I played with it though, okay?”
               “If that ever happens,” Angie sighed.  Molly chirped at her curiously.  “Oh honey, I wish I could see what you look like as a human baby.”
               “I already know,” Stan said.  “Cuter ‘n hell.”
               “That goes without sayin’,” Angie said.  She and Stan looked over at the stairs, upon hearing footsteps.  Fiddleford walked into the attic with a large animal carrier. “Oh, joy of joys,” Angie said flatly.  “What is it this time?”
               “Pele, mind comin’ over here?” Fiddleford said.  Angie clacked her beak.  “Okay, I’ll sweeten the pot.”  Fiddleford opened the carrier and set a handful of peach slices inside.  Angie’s eyes widened.
               “Holy shit, he really wants you to get in,” Stan said.  “They never use that much food to bribe us.”
               “All right, I’m curious enough to do what ya want,” Angie chirped.  She nuzzled Molly one last time, then took flight and landed inside the carrier.
               “Any luck?” Ford called from downstairs.
               “Got Pele,” Fiddleford shouted back.  “So, we’re halfway done.  Get up here so’s we can finish.”
               “Look, I don’t care what you offer,” Stan hissed.  “I’m not gonna leave Molly alone.”  Ford walked upstairs.
               “Ready?” Fiddleford asked him.  “We’ll have to move fast fer this to work.”  Ford nodded silently.
               “What’s goin’ on?” Angie cawed. Fiddleford closed the carrier’s door. “Hey!”  Fiddleford marched over to Stan.  Stan eyed him.
               “Howdy there, Prometheus.  Yer quite the protective dad,” Fiddleford said.  Stan frowned at him.
               “What’s your angle?” Stan asked.
               “Stanley, Ford’s takin’ Molly!” Angie screeched.
               “What?!” Stan shouted. Before he could move, Fiddleford grabbed him firmly.  “Lemme go, Fiddleford!  Your boyfriend, my twin brother, is stealing my kid!”  Stan writhed in Fiddleford’s grip, but couldn’t break free.  “Fine!  You wanna play dirty?  I’ll play dirty!”  Stan snapped at Fiddleford’s hands.  Despite the thick leather gloves he was wearing, Fiddleford winced in pain, but didn’t let go.
               “I know yer not happy, but we need to take lil Pinatubo in fer a checkup,” Fiddleford said calmly.  Stan’s eyes widened.
               “You’re taking her to the vet? Bastards!  She doesn’t deserve to be treated like a damn animal!”
               “Look, we’re doin’ what we can to keep everyone calm and happy,” Fiddleford said.  “Pele’s goin’ to come with, so lil Pinatubo’s not alone.”  Stan could hear the carrier’s door open and close quickly.  
               “Ouch!” Ford yelped.  “Dammit, Pele!  I was giving you your chick back!”
               “You manhandled my baby!” Angie screeched.  “Yer takin’ her to a veterinarian!”
               “Stanford, go load up in the car,” Fiddleford instructed.  “We can’t have Prometheus flyin’ after us.”  Still trapped by Fiddleford, Stan couldn’t see Ford leave, but he could hear Angie’s screeches of protest getting quieter, and Ford’s hurried footsteps fading.  Downstairs, a door opened and closed.  
               They’re gone.  Stan drooped.  
               “Hush, it’s okay,” Fiddleford said soothingly.  He stroked Stan’s back.  Stan let out a sad croak.  Fiddleford carefully set Stan down in the nest, then immediately bolted down the stairs. Stan screeched angrily and flew after him as fast as he could.  However, he was still a split second too late; Fiddleford beat him to the door and closed it before Stan could escape.  Stan let out another furious screech.
               “Assholes!”  Stan landed on the floor, deciding to walk back to the attic.
               And if I make a mess on the way, so be it.  Stan ruffled his feathers angrily.  If they knew who we really were, they wouldn’t pull this shit.  If only I could tell them.  He looked down at the hardwood floor.  There were some scratches in wood, from when a possessed badger got loose a few months ago.  Hmm…  He experimentally dragged his beak down the hall, leaving a long, jagged mark.  Stan crowed triumphantly.  Fuckin’ finally!  It’s time to let ‘em know they’ve been treating their relatives like birds for months.
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van-dyne · 7 years
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I'm thinking of skipping some seasons of spn, are there any seasons that would be good to skip(I don't want to skip them I just don't have the time to watch them)
S1-5 is the ‘classic’ supernatural, so don’t skip any of them. The first 5 seasons tell a coherent story, and it’s an Epic one. They set the tone of the show, develop your attachment to the characters, makes you fall in love with them and their relationship with one another. It’s the Winchesters origin story, and imo you’d always feel something is missing, something you can’t quite grasp if you hadn’t been there with them from the start. 
With that covered, let’s go into the later seasons, I assume you want to catch up with the current season asap? I wouldn’t recommend to skip a whole season because in order to understand the characters’ action (primarily Sam and Dean) you have to know what they’ve been through, and though the later seasons are more self contained, each has its own arc, it is still a coherent journey of the brothers as a whole. And they have quality episodes each season you dont want to miss.
Here’s the episode list from s 6-12, I highlighted the important episodes in order to understand the story for it to progress, also point out those fun and quality episodes you may not want to miss ;) (god it’s really long list) (sorry to those who’re on mobile) 
Season 6 (there’s something wrong with Sam (!), monsters, demons and angels all want to open the backdoor to purgatory (imo it’s a mess)1. Exile on Main Street2. Two and a Half Men 3. The Third Man 4. Weekend at Bobby’s* (Love letter to Bobby)5. Live Free or Twi-hard* (Dean becomes a vampire, temporarily) 6. You Can’t Handle the Truth 7. Family Matters 8. All Dogs Go to Heaven 9. Clap Your Hands If You Believe*  (This is a fun one, X-file style)10. Caged Heat 11. Appointment in Samarra 12. Like a Virgin 13. Unforgiven 14. Mannequin 3: The Reckoning 15. The French Mistake* (The one that will go down in television history) 16. And Then There Were None 17. My Heart Will Go On* (The one where they un-sink the Titanic)18. Frontierland* (The one where they time travel to the Western )19. Mommy Dearest 20. The Man Who Would Be King 21. Let It Bleed 22. The Man Who Knew Too Much
Season 7 (this season arc is basically Leviathan from purgatory is unleashed on earth and they can impose people, cause the winchesters a few, but they manage to off the monster in the end. The leviathan story is not that engaging but they have fun episodes. The more intriguing and important part in terms of characters arc is about Sam’s hallucination)  1. Meet the New Boss 2. Hello Cruel World 3. The Girl Next Door (Dean did something /questionable/)4. Defending Your Life 5. Shut Up, Dr. Phil* (The one with the Buffy reunion)6. Slash Fiction* (Leviathans!Winchesters, forcing the real winchesters on the run)7. The Mentalists (The bros resolve their conflict)8. Time for a Wedding! 9. How to Win Friends and Influence Monsters 10. Death’s Door 11. Adventures in Babysitting 12. Time After Time* (Dean travels back in time to the 40s) 13. The Slice Girls (Dean doesn’t want you to know about this one)14. Plucky Pennywhistle’s Magical Menagerie* (The one with the clowns, it’s fun)15. Repo Man 16. Out with the Old* (It’s a fun one, also Sam’s hallucination is getting worse)17. The Born-Again Identity 18. Party on, Garth (The one they drunk kill Ghost)19. Of Grave Importance 20. The Girl With the Dungeons and Dragons Tattoo* (The one introduces Charlie) 21. Reading is Fundamental (The one introduces Kevin)22. There Will Be Blood 23. Survival of the Fittest (The one where they finally off the big Dick)
Season 8 (Dean’s back from purgatory and Sam quit hunting for a year, bros are back together, conflict ensured, they find a way to shut the gates of Hell in the second half of the season) 1. We Need to Talk About Kevin 2. What’s Up, Tiger Mommy? 3. Heartache 4. Bitten 5. Blood Brother (Benny the vampire friend of Dean) 6. Southern Comfort (The bros are lashing out on each other)7. A Little Slice of Kevin 8. Hunteri Heroici (The one with the looney tones, so fun)9. Citizen Fang (More Benny)10. Torn and Frayed 11. LARP and the Real Girl (The one where Dean dresses up as Medieval knight, it’s good fun)12. As Time Goes By (Grandpa Henry Winchester! Introducing Men of letters)13. Everybody Hates Hitler (The one introduces the Bunker) 14. Trial and Error 15. Man’s Best Friend with Benefits 16. Remember the Titans (The one with all the greek gods, it’s solid episode)17. Goodbye Stranger 18. Freaks and Geeks 19. Taxi Driver 20. Pac-Man Fever 21. The Great Escapist 22. Clip Show 23. Sacrifice
Season 9  (Dean is burden with guilt)1. I Think I’m Gonna Like It Here 2. Devil May Care 3. I’m No Angel 4. Slumber Party 5. Dog Dean Afternoon (The one Dean becomes a dog, temporarily)  6. Heaven Can’t Wait 7. Bad Boys* (get to know a slice of Dean’s childhood)8. Rock and a Hard Place 9. Holy Terror 10. Road Trip 11. First Born 12. Sharp Teeth 13. The Purge* (Undercover as yoga instructor and food lady, it’s fun)14. Captives (The winchesters have really nice coats in this one just sayin) 15. #thinman 16. Blade Runners 17. Mother’s Little Helper 18. Meta Fiction (it’s weird one I don’t know)19. Alex Annie Alexis Ann 20. Bloodlines 21. King of the Damned 22. Stairway to Heaven 23. Do You Believe in Miracles
Season 10 (Sam is gonna save his Dean no matter the cost) 1. Black 2. Reichenbach 3. Soul Survivor 4. Paper Moon* (Something you need, as a therapy, after the first three episode)5. Fan Fiction* (The one with the Supernatural Meta Musical) 6. Ask Jeeves* (Cluedo style, FUN)7. Girls, Girls, Girls 8. Hibbing 911 9. The Things We Left Behind* (Re-introduces Claire novak) 10. The Hunter Games 11. There’s No Place Like Home* (Charlie and her evil twins) 12. About a Boy* (De-aged Dean, yes) 13. Halt & Catch Fire 14. The Executioner’s Song !! (holy shit this episode)15. The Things They Carried 16. Paint it Black17. Inside Man 18. Book of the Damned 19. The Werther Project 20. Angel Heart 21. Dark Dynasty 22. The Prisoner 23. Brother’s Keeper
Season 11 (Darkness on earth, but at least the brothers are on the same page) 1. Out of the Darkness, Into the Fire 2. Form and Void 3. The Bad Seed 4. Baby ** !! ( A love letter to Baby)5. Thin Lizzie (There’s that kid from Stranger Things)6. Our Little World 7. Plush 8. Just My Imagination* !! (the one with the imaginary friend, very fun and unique)9. O Brother Where Art Thou? 10. The Devil in the Details 11. Into the Mystic 12. Don’t You Forget About Me 13. Love Hurts* (epic Winchesters wardrobe) 14. The Vessel* (Dean travels back in time! again)15. Beyond the Mat* (Happy fanboy Winchesters)16. Safe House* (Bobby and Rufus old case)17. Red Meat* !! (Epic Monster of the week episode)18. Hell’s Angel 19. The Chitters 20. Don’t Call Me Shurley !!21. All in the Family (Meh but you kinda maybe need to watch it)22. We Happy Few (UGH but you kinda maybe need to watch it)23. Alpha and Omega
Season 12 (British Men of Letters wants to take control of the American hunters, also Mama Winchester is back, also a hot mess) 1. Keep Calm and Carry On 2. Mamma Mia 3. The Foundry 4. American Nightmare* (the theme is dark af but it’s a very good episode) 5. The One You’ve Been Waiting For (Dean kills Hitler)6. Celebrating the Life of Asa Fox* (introduces the hunter network, solid episode)7. Rock Never Dies 8. Lotus 9. First Blood 10. Lily Sunder Has Some Regrets 11. Regarding Dean** (Jensen A+ acting)12. Stuck in the Middle (With You) * (the way this episode is directed is worth watching)13. Family Feud 14. The Raid 15. Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell 16. Ladies Drink Free 17. The British Invasion 18. The Memory Remains 19. The Future 20. Twigs & Twine & Tasha Banes* (A solid monster of the week episode with the Hunter Twins) 21. There’s Something About Mary 22. Who We Are !! (this episode imo saves the whole season)23. All Along the Watchtower ! (now you’re excited for what comes next)
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1: name? taylor irl and lacey here cause its cuter2: gender? on the Girly side3: birthday? feburary 5th 20014: age? 165: zodiac sign? aquarius6: sexuality? bisexual with a Strong leaning towards girls7: hobbies? playing d&d and thinking too much about characters i make. i also play a lot of video games and cosplay sometimes8: aesthetic? the night sky, a swirl of purples and blues and shades of grey, bare shoulders, sunsets9: dream home? somewhere in the city, close enough to walk were i need to. rainy weather is prevalent and in a short while i can find myself in the woods.10: OTP? umm not any Main Ones right now but AraSol will always have a special place in my heart11: favorite band/music genre? indie folk and folk rock. ringlefinch is my favorite band but nobody has heard of em. gotye and hozier are also up there in my favorites.12: favorite songs? hell by ringlefinch ; beneath the brine by the family crest ; beekeeper by keaton henson ; heart's a mess by gotye ; third eye by florence and the machine (perfer the demo version tbh)13: do you have a favorite book? if so, what book? mmm, haven't read enough in the last year or so to really make a choice. i used to Love the hunger games books when i was 10 and read Catching Fire 4 times through...if that counts. gosh i need to read more.14: favorite food? chEese. especially in Queso and Fried forms15: favorite TV show? fullmetal alchemist: brotherhood16: favorite character? aradia megido will always be a love of mine. mercy from ow is also a fave of mine.17: favorite animal(s)? foxes, 'cause they remind me of me, and all avians ever, 'cause they are friends.18: favorite color? plum purple and mauve19: favorite beverage? diet dr pepper with cherry20: favorite holiday? new years because every year i watch (bad) anime over at one of my best friends house 21: relationship status? who knows tbh22: last text you've sent? "gotta say, im intrigued to see what you could come up with"23: last text you've received? "as am i"24: last person you told you loved? my mother when she came in to say good night25: last time you felt jealous, and why? probably like an hour ago cause i was looking at selfies of people with nice skin26: are you insecure about anything? my skin, my nose, and my weirdly shapen hips27: where do you want to be right now? 27: where do you want to be right now? playing d&d but alas....28: what are some habits of yours? i bite my nails hardcore, talk really fast when i get excited or nervous, forget to shut cabinets, chew straws, and bite hard candies because i have no self-control29: three turn ons? umm, hm. either sitting in someones lap or having someone sit in mine, nEcK BiTiNG, and when someone wearing plaid or a button up shirt rolls up their sleeves.....30: three turn offs? generally immaturity. if someone - even in a jokin manner - calls me a bitch (especially if its a guy sayin it) not cool not funny please stop talking to me. whEn people can't hold a conversation to save their life (like i might be bad at it but at least i am Tryin, ya feel?)31: do you have kik, skype, or any other social media? i do32: pet peeves? wHen people with a runny nose sniff really loudly and make gross sounds. also when people use their hands or just don't cover their mouths when they sneeze or cough33: what're you wearing? my pjs. why? what r u wearing bbby?34: career goals? medical examiner in the forensic field or someone that travels a lot35: are you a student? yep, in high school36: what country do you live in? america37: do you have any pets? a labradoodle named patrick and a schnauzer named max38: tattoos you have/want? oh boy, that would be its own post. i honestly want quite a few, all in black and white and generally for the Aesthetic39: piercings you have/want? i have regularly lobe piercings and a double helix in my left ear40: morning or night? night41: guilty pleasure band? ninja sex party42: guilty pleasure song? samurai abstinence part by ninja sex party...43: top 5 favorite memes? tag yourself memes ; Gun ; the firefly 'you would not believe you (blank)' one ; maybe the real friends.... ; and those strange animal pictures with Russian captions44: one band you don't get the hype for? i don't know how much hype she has now but i don't really enjoy halsey all that much45: one band you wish more people knew about? rinGLEFINCH46: do you practice any religion? not currently47: do you believe in any form of a God? i believe that there is a God, possibly many, but i cannot say that i believe any doctrine of god is correct48: what do you think happens after we die? i like the idea of reincarnation49: have you ever done alcohol or drugs? i haven't done anything but drugs i have been given by a Doctor and i drank alcohol before....with my parents permission50: what's the worst thing that's ever happened to you? not actually dying when i was born 51: what's the best thing that's ever happened to you? not dying when i was born?52: have you ever had a near death experience? my heart stopped beating when i was a baby, so yeah53: is there someone you can tell anything to? myself....?54: what's the most amount of notes you've ever gotten on a post, and what was the post? it was a fallout meme i made and it got like 200 notes i think (maybe the real shaun was the friends we made along the way)55: are you right or left handed? right handed56: Would you be in a relationship (platonic or otherwise) with the last person you texted? If it's a family member, the last person you aren't related to. we are friends, so yeah57: who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything? the gaggle of gurl and ungendered pals of have are p good listeners58: would you want to change anything about yourself? make me less of an asshole and actually use my good brain to do work59: what's the first thing you notice when meeting someone? how they react to different brands of humor60: have you ever been hurt by someone you trusted? Who? ex-best friend of mine, who outted me to my family when i was like 1061: have you ever hurt yourself? yeppers. middle school was a rough time for me62: do you believe in an afterlife? maybe63: do you believe in ghosts? sure do64: what should you be doing right now? finishing my garbage dotters spell list like I said i would65: are you pissed at anyone right now? not really66: do you believe everyone has a soulmate, platonic or otherwise? i do, or i at least think the idea is nice67: when is the last time you were scared to tell the truth? i ate my brothers skittles on accident and oh boy was that rough, also pawned it off on my dad68: when is the last time you screwed up something important? everyday my guy69: is there anyone you were close with and are not anymore? there are two that come to mind. one is the ex friend i mentioned before and the other is my actual ex.70: what's the last promise you made? i think i was not play a suicide game that is popular in texas right now? my mom made me promise not to do it cause she's paranoid and honestly i hadn't even heard about it until she brought it up. 71: what's your outlook on life? we are all on a rock floating through space at thousands of miles per hour72: have you ever loved someone who didn't return your feelings? oh boy howdy yes. 73: if you could change your eye color, what would it be? a shade of hazel-green so i look even more ginger74: Are you dating the last person you talked to? nope, i don't believe me and @neoxnocturne are dating. unless we are and he never sent the email confirmation for it, if that's the case then i need the tax report on my desk by monday (short version: just a pal)75: does anyone regularly (other than family) tell you they love you? yeah, me and my gay squad do it every time we are together tbh76: do you think someone has feelings for you? yep77: has anyone ever told you they never wanted to lose you? a few come to mind78: do you replay things that have happened in your head? all the time79: have you ever felt replaced? every day if i am being honest80: last person you cried in front of? my mother, about my Ex81: if your ex asked to date you again, would you? um. maybe. i honesty don't know. 82: if you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral? no mercy by the living tombstoNe83: would you ever be in a long distance relationship? have been in one before, so maybe.84: what can make you upset easily? when people refuse to listen 85: do you have a good relationship with your father? depends on the day86: do you have a good relationship with your mother? i like to think so, she's probably who i am closest to87: do you have a good relationship with your siblings? nope88: have you ever been hurt physically or mentally by a family member? yeah89: are your parents divorced? no, but i think if they had less kids they would be90: what do/did people say about you in school? im the jokester that goes hard in arguments91: what do/did you say about people in school? depends on the person?92: is any mental or physical illness hindering your life? adhd since i was little, general anxiety, depression, and the potential to further develope bipolarism 93: have you ever had to end a friendship or relationship? why? yeah cause shit happened94: are there things you wanted in your childhood but didn't get? a horse and to learn to ride horses95: have you ever kept a journal? i tried when i was little but also bought a new journal and started a new one so they never got far96: do you believe that birthmarks are scars from past lives? sure, i can get behind that97: if so, do you believe there is a story behind your birthmarks? dont have any98: do you look after yourself? not in the slightest99: do you put yourself or others first? i am a selfish kid who happens to care about select people. i tend to put others first more than i think i should, which is already not a lot.100: Ask your own question! 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Inside Willie Taggart's first Signing Day at Oregon, where everything sounds new
The new head coach brings an entirely different energy to the futuristic complex in Eugene, with his first month in charge including multiple staff-inflicted challenges.
4:04 a.m. PT. The first fax is from three-star wide receiver Daewood Davis of Deerfield Beach, Florida. Two minutes later, it’s Fort Myers, Florida running back Darrian Felix.
“Threee OOOoooh fiiiive, to my city, we get it.”
Oregon head coach Willie Taggart is singing a Drake song that includes a reference to Miami’s area code while scrolling Twitter on his phone. His green-and-yellow Nikes lean on the edge of the conference room table.
“We need some music. Feels like an actual office in here. Can we get some music? Something with some juice, please.”
A Kodak Black track starts on Pandora. Thirty seconds later, phone calls and FaceTime sessions are muffled. There’s a dash to find the app’s “radio edit” setting.
“Clean version! Some clean music, please,” Taggart laughs.
4:20 a.m. Now it’s a “fax” from Cocoa, Florida athlete Bruce Judson.
“BRUUUUUUUUUUCE,” the staff yells. Bruce isn’t on the phone, and the coaches aren’t being filmed. They’re just yelling.
The fax is a holiday custom, one coaches observe on this day. They aren’t actually faxes in 2017; they’re photos of signed National Letters of Intent that’ve been scanned and emailed, then sent to a clunky desktop printer set up the end of a sleek conference room table, all purely for the ritual. Every detail in Oregon’s Hatfield-Dowlin Complex is equal parts ruthless function and overstated luxury. The printer is neither. Holograms of committed athletes would better fit the surrounding aesthetic.
Three months ago, Taggart was taping inspirational quotes to the walls of an all-sports weight room at USF, happy to be home in Florida but stewing about stuck outside of the national title picture.
Now he’s the captain of a billion-dollar football spaceship, which a shoe mogul landed in the Willamette Valley pines. The uniforms, the marketing, the “Puddles” The Duck commercials, the unassailable cool are Taggart’s to control. Now he can have holograms if he wants. In just under two hours, Phil Knight and a Nike phalanx will fill the other end of the conference table, just to watch.
Taggart’s entire career has been a labor to be recognized, and he has succeeded. This is Oregon. This is Nike. When he shows off the panoramic view in his office, he tells visitors, “Look at all this. Look at all the ‘no excuses.’”
4:21 a.m. A video wall on the far end of the room is playing ESPNU, and Lane Kiffin’s monotone Florida Atlantic commercial airs. Most of the room had never seen it. There’s a round of laughter. A few staffers debate if it’s real.
Texts and calls are coming in from the Sunshine State. Half the room came with Taggart from South Florida and are still enjoying East Coast body clocks, which put the hour at a respectable half past 7.
“West Coast hasn’t woke up,” defensive coordinator and former South Florida head coach Jim Leavitt yells. He yells and drinks Pepsi, both constantly.
“I can tell for certain, Hawaii is not awake yet,” new defensive line coach Joe Salave'a says. “I promise you.”
4:28 a.m. New offensive coordinator and former Florida International head coach Mario Cristobal sits at the middle of the table, filing through 2018 targets while a few of his new co-workers pass around a shadowbox of his championship rings from Alabama. He’s been a Duck roughly 13 days and physically in Eugene for only a handful of hours. By his count, he’s averaged three hours’ sleep a night since he was hired.
In a meeting room next door is a working list of around 100 names for 2018’s class, written floor-to-ceiling the previous afternoon. He expects to expand that to around 300 in a few days.
“I’m on the phone with this ‘18 kid in [a Southeastern state], and he’s telling me how he’s been an Oregon fan his entire life. Loved Oregon. Or loves Oregon. Those are the guys we have to I.D. immediately. Those are the guys we have to lock in on and not let up,” Cristobal says.
There’s a noticeable urgency. Just days released from four years in The Process, he’s anxious get Oregon caught up to the three-year advance cycle of evaluations programs like Alabama already have.
“It’s one bad recruiting cycle now; one cycle can cost you everything,” he says.
4:48 a.m. Pandora shuffles to Ice Cube’s “Check Yo Self.”
“You know Coach Leavitt was bumping this back in ‘90s in that all-white ride,” Taggart laughs. (For a period of time, Leavitt drove an all-white town car as a young assistant coach. He does not confirm if indeed bumped Cube.)
“Oh man! That car, man, what a great car …” Leavitt says, trailing off. He’s already in a full suit and completely hoarse. For the rest of the day at booster functions, he’ll tell record crowds in Eugene and Portland he lost his voice playing laser tag with recruits.
Each time, the line secures a huge laugh, then massive applause, because Oregon fans aren’t used to getting any information about recruiting. The Chip Kelly and Mark Helfrich eras downplayed the public-facing components of chasing talent and celebrating the catch.
By lunch, the 24-man, consensus top-20 2017 class is sealed, save for a single player: No. 1 “athlete” (a player with an undetermined primary college position) Deommodore Lenoir. Taggart runs through the commitment list during a booster lunch at the Hilton in Eugene, teasing, “We might have more to come, and you’re really gonna like it.”
The crowd murmurs, and multiple fans who follow Taggart from to Portland Wednesday evening are rewarded with a breakdown on Lenoir, who announced mid-afternoon.
“It was Lenoir! Awesome!” one Duck fan yells to another in the men’s room at Portland’s Convention Center.
If this seems like standard Signing Day procedure to you, you’re not a Duck. And that’s why Taggart is still undefeated at the moment. He and a fresh-faced staff are embracing an exuberant transparency, the goal being to pair the swagger of Oregon’s carefully innovated aesthetic with a voice that matches.
4:55 a.m. Taggart is undefeated even in the wake of two substantial blemishes to his short tenure.
Most recently, assistant head coach David Reaves, a USF carryover, was fired after only five days, following his DUI arrest January 22. Per Taggart and athletic director Rob Mullens, there was an immediate agreement to move on.
“We tell our guys: don’t go out to the bars and do those things, and then we do it,” Taggart says. “David’s a good person. He just made a mistake. And we brought negative attention to our program in a situation where we already had that attention.”
“I did what I thought was best for our football team. I’ll always come back to that. I always say coaches have to be mentors to our players, and that’s not being a mentor,” Taggart says.
“That attention” came from a January team workout that sent three players to the hospital. Local reports stated that the workout routine was mandatory and included “up to an hour of continuous push-ups and up-downs.”
Taggart bristled at the claims made in local news reports, but Oregon suspended strength and conditioning coach Irele Oderinde, a Taggart hire, and issued an apology.
“There wasn’t anything wrong with the workouts from the beginning. It was a lesson for all of us, especially that our players don’t have anything to prove to us right now. They don’t need to prove everything to us at once and drive themselves into the dirt. We have to be smart about everything,” Taggart said.
“It’s easy to perceive [we overworked the players] because we’re a new staff. The reason it’s perceived that way is that it was portrayed as a ‘grueling, military-style workout’ in the press, but it wasn’t. There was no weight lifting on that day. Just body weight. Push ups, sit ups, planks.”
Taggart believes the negative recruiting from rivals who used the players’ hospitalization against the Ducks actually helped Oregon.
“The recruits knew the truth. We didn’t hide behind anything. They saw the negative recruiting as bogus because when they came on visits, those same young men who were in the hospital were on the players’ panel, where recruits and their parents can ask them anything. There was nothing to hide because there was nothing malicious. We’re not trying to beat anyone down, we’re trying to get better.”
6:15 a.m. Nashville defensive tackle Rutger Reitmaier is awake, and his NLI is in. Salave'a is fresh from a visit to Reitmaier and so smitten with Music City, he introduces Reitmaier’s commitment, itself a win over Tennessee and Michigan, Ric Flair-style.
“Y’all-sayin’! Deep South-playin’! Sweet tea-drinkin’! WOOOOOOOO,” Salave'a yells. He’ll soon celebrate by dancing to Chubb Rock’s “Treat 'Em Right.”
“Can we get some Geto Boys?” Cristobal asks without looking up from his chart.
He’s referencing a group from Texas. Notably missing from Oregon’s class: Texas and talent-rich cities in SEC and Big Ten territories. Taggart’s abbreviated transition class bookends with seven Floridians and 11 Californians.
“Could’ve been even better with even a few more days,” Taggart says.
“The strategy is that we’re gonna recruit California hard. We’re coming to California. And we’re gonna recruit Texas hard. But we’re always gonna recruit Florida. And Georgia. Those are football states. We’re gonna recruit football states. So we’re gonna recruit for Oregon in Ohio. I haven’t seen a limit yet to this brand, so we’re going.”
“I haven’t been anywhere yet as head coach here where at least one kid didn’t tell me that Oregon was their dream school. That this was a dream offer.”
A staffer comes in to alert the room that Knight and his Nike group are in the building and on the way. The music is turned up. It’s 2Pac’s “Ambitionz az a Ridah.”
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