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eunchancorner · 1 year

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I like your works😁Please can you make regular and tickle headcanons for Susie and Robin from Spooky Month?

Le sisters that we actually know the names of, I gotchu

NORMAL HCS

-Both of them are very close with their siblings

-Susie is more of the 'I'm always annoyed with you bc you keep stealing my stuff but I will protect you with my fucking life' sister

-Meanwhile Robin is more 'I'm too tired to care what you do just don't hurt yourself'

-Also yeah we saw Robin sleeping at the horror movie, poor girl is twice as sleepi as Lila

-But very often visits Radford at work (yes she gets free tickets)

-Susie has made money off of her Twitch streams, her art is actually really good!

-Susie once saw the Hatzgang bullying Pump and proceeded to kick Roy in the nono square. He didn't risk it around their house anymore-

-Robin is ace, she just is do not question why I chose this for her

-Susie is a straight-A student, idk why she gives off that vibe but she do

-Coffee does not affect Robin at all, doesn't understand how it gives Radford so much energy

-Whenever Susie has a crush Pump teases her endlessly about it (and you know the exact kinda revenge she gets on him)

TICKLE HCS

-Robin is pretty much a ler in her household

-She often doesn't actively take part in the tickling too much, tho, too sleepi

-But she's glad to restrain one of her siblings while the other two attack (most often having to hold her twin)

-Ofc that doesn't stop her from occasionally playing tickle games with Rob and le little sister

-A few times she'll 'accidentally' lay on them and then go 'Oh, this pillow is so uncomfy, better fluff it out' and then start tickling them (yes this has led to Robert purposefully being in her favorite spot on the couch when he's in a lee mood)

-If you've watched Bluey then yk what I'm talking about, but there's a scene in one episode where Bandit grabs Bingo and Bluey and pretends to use them as bed stuff, and they pull a tickle-attack on him. Yeah basically that except Robin's Bandit, the little sister is Bingo and Rob's Bluey, and instead of letting them get away and chasing them she wraps them in each arm and tickles them

-But she also gets tickled out of bed pretty often

-Worst spot is def her back, which sucks for her bc she sleeps on her side a lot, meaning one of her siblings can do a sneeki tiggle

-Not to mention Radford does like to sneak up on her and tickle the shit outta her for holding him down and letting him get attacked

-Ok now for Susie

-Yet another big ler, as big sisters often are

-Always getting into tkl fights with Pump, almost always winning

-Yes she has the same worst spot as Pump lmao

-She's screwed if Skid's staying over and she ends up having a tickle fight with Pump, tho

-Very big on comfort tickles (given it's an appropriate situation)

-Secretly makes tickle art off-stream

-Very sweet teases help

Honestly this is all I could think up, hope y'all likey :>

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khr-guilded-cage · 1 year

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I had forgotten how much I hate Vongola 'approach' of their 'heir'. They just...straight up send Reborn to attack and 'train' some random clueless civilian? Out of nowhere? And don't even bother explaining the situation? The 'home tutor' trap piss me off a lot.

Its so stressful and disrespectful.

Neither Dudley or Harry swore allegiance to Vongola, they aren't Vongola's, yet Timoteo thinks he has the right to name them heirs against their wills and hijack their lives and time with Reborn's abusive training. They're also adults with lives of their own.

Does they realize not everyone is a spineless coward pushover like poor Tsuna? Thats other people would hate their guts with passion? That Nono's giving those people a lot of power as Decimo and its better don't antagonize them? That neither of them get to handpick the Guardians this time? Or to order those people around as they please? The parents are not a dumb bitch like Sawada Nana to fall for the home tutor? And most likely won't be pleased with a strange man wanting something with their kids under their nose?

Timoteo already has Xanxus (the head of a independent and loyal assassin squad, with Guardians loyal to him first and Vongola second) wanting to murder him in cold blood, does he wants his so-called heir against him too? I would be so spiteful. The Ninth is a Enemy.

I won't bother 'playing nice' or whatever, even in public, I hate his fucking guts and would make sure the fucker knows it, it would be me and Xanxus (and our Guardians) ganging up on him and cutting off his power within the Family.

I also would openly deny begin 'a Vongola', I would be [insert my surname here] first and Vongola NEVER.

To hell with this hellhole he call a family. If they insist on calling me that, there would be serious consequences.

He sure as hell won't be my 'grandfather' or 'advisor'. Maybe after I gained more power, I could have him and his Guardians killed off. Reborn...depends how he reacts after he finally understand I don't have Tsuna's Stolkhome Syndrome with him, I refuse to bow to his pathetic arrogance no matter what and I if am to be the Head of Vongola, I can easy have him killed (he's a single man and his freelancer status is most likely protected by his association with the Vongola). Perhaps, he's smarter than Timoteo after all, even if they both are vile and cruel men.

We are not friends, much less family. In any, way shape or form. I won't even let him call me by first name. I would confront him about the Ring Battles, Basil as a decoy, the seal, his lies to Xanxus, his lies to me, the fact he ruined and hijacked my life and his whole ass manipulation and puppet mastery.

You lost three heirs and alienated the fourth, why should I trust my life to you? Do not bother, any kind of loyalty, trust or respect I could have for you ended before it even existed (But he still would harrass me for a 'familiar relationship', don't you think so?).

The cheer control Vongola has over Tsuna piss me off.

Lol, Harry would fuck with Timoteo so much, with Xanxus as his half-sibling now? Manipulative old man demanding to clean his messes? This Dumbledore rippoff is doomed. He even has his own tiny Snape too!

I wonder how paranoid cunning sly old man is going to react to having his suppose to be moldable and naive civillian heir so openly against him? Its going to drive him up to the wall. Try to get in his good graces? To bring Harry to heel? Forced him to bow to his whins and demands? When things start to get out of his control? Intimidade and threat him? Use his loved ones against him?

Reborn's a bully and abusive teacher that would reminds them all of Snape. None of Harry's friends would obey him or acknowledge his authority and superiority and the hitman's going to be a prissy little bitch about it. His 'tests' and 'plots' to dictate Harry's life won't be taken well at all. He's dead the moment he tries to hit or shot Harry.

He and the Vongola Nono are going to suffer. Sawada Iemitsu too!

I. Hate. This. Senile. Old. Fucker.

And his pathetic pet hitman too.

No excuses.

Burn arrogant Vongola to the ground!

#timoteo di vongola #harry potter #dudley dursley #anti reborn #rec

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kaeyazuha · 2 years

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hello Ky! ♡♡

ooh. ik it doesn't mean a lot, but please take breaks during whatever you're doing so you can keep some of your energy. i hope you'll be alright! ♡

i tried to get better, and it worked for a day or two,, but i'm down again :') so sorry. it's really tiring.

giving you lots of warm hugs as a thanks because i'm not sure what else to give (๑´・‿・)(・‿・｀●)―

oh they'll have to wait for years, we've only explored 3 nations! poor abyss. and yee. paimon is annoying sometimes but she's still our favourite emergency food, it's good to have her!

ooh D: do you usually buy constellations from the shop ? i think kaeya comes at the next reset if that's your thing. otherwise he'll have to be benched and he'll be sad,,

truee and they're not *that* close to anyone, not enough to dance with them at least. i mean ingame. maybe you gave them new friends in your headcanons ?

diluc in general is adorable so i think it's only fitting to give him lots of flowers <3 oh if only we could give him some on his birthday. and fr i wish we could have sweet brotherly moments with them, like the ones with klee and albedo! they're so so cute :(

i like to think that childe sees anyone who's stronger than him as a sort of mentor because they remind him of skirk! tho zhongli wouldn't want to hurt him just because. /j

genshin looks like it's filled with sort of familial relationships yum yum (ships are okay tho, don't get me wrong)

see u! i wish an amazing sunday/week! ily Ky <3 take care of yourself ♡♡

- 🦊

I am SO sorry for the late reply sjgiusgeih I'm not doing too good haha- I'm doing my best to take care of myself, so rest assured, I'm not too bad off. :D

Nono trust me, if anyone understands that, it's me. If I may though. Maybe lower your standards for "better." Truth be told, you might never be as happy as you were. But, that doesn't mean you can't be happy. If you lower your standards, "happy" can be anything you want it to be. Take every day, every minute you feel even just a bit better, and call that progress. You won't recover in a day, maybe it takes months, but so long as you believe in the progress you're making, you'll be okay. We're in this together, m'kay?

AAAA I can't save starglitter to save my life. The moment I get five, into the gacha it goes. Though I might consider saving eventually, thank you for that idea! Thankfully he's okay at c1, hopefully I can steal my sister's luck and get c3 Kaeya soon...

Usually I make my headcanons while I'm writing, so their partner is usually (Y/n) or me but my readers don't need to know that :D

Ahh that makes sense, actually! It's pretty cute to think about though sijisuhg- and yes, found family EVERYWHERE. It looks like all the characters have at least one counterpart! A friend, a sibling, a mentor/guide, etc. Not one character, not even the most alone of them, is truly alone. And I like that.

I hope you've been alright, I'm sorry again for the late response! Thanks for being here, sunshine, take care. <3

#kycasual #🦊 anon <3 #kyplaysgenshin

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aetherarf · 3 years

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omg im love w your blog!!! 😭😭😭 (you won me the moment you said you like heavy angst bc i LOVE it. 👌🏻) can you write something angst with childe, zhongli, kaeya and diluc where the reader finds out shes pregnant and is happy and excited to tell her partner but he doesn't take it very well? as if the baby was going to spoil his plans or they were not comfortable with the idea. (and yes, please, you can exaggerate the sadness if you want)

> and as im a lover of sad and painful things, if you can skip a time later where the reader loses the baby and how they would react to it. (It's ok if you don't want it!! I'll love what you can give me!) anyways, have a nice day and be safe!! 🥺<3

Of course! However, I'm going to have it be AFAB!Reader, and using gender neutral language... not everyone who can get pregnant is a girl, you know? Plus gender neutral language can refer to anyone ever.

But ty for your kind words, and here you go <3!

[[ WARNING: ANGST, PREGNANCY, MISCARRIAGE, INJURY ]]

[[ Summary: You're pregnant! And you're so happy to be bringing a little bundle of joy into the world with your lover... but they aren't so happy. Worse still, it turns out that little bundle of joy never get to see the light of day, not even for a moment.

Total Word Count: 2'521

Childe Word Count: 680

Diluc Word Count: 809

Kaeya Word Count: 528

Zhongli Word Count: 504 ]]

Childe

When he had come home, there was a meal cooked, his favorite alcohol, and you were dolled up, dressed up to look perfect--He could tell you were preparing something. Seeing you standing there, back to him, he walked over and wrapped his arms around you, resting his head on your shoulder,

"So, what's the occasion? Or are you just so madly in love with me you have to spoil me?" He teased. You grabbed one of his hands, pulling it down to your stomach, leaning back a little bit into him--his eyes widened before you spoke, and you confirmed the whirlwind of thoughts in his mind-

"You're going to be a father."

In a fit of excitement, he scooped you up, holding you close and pressing kisses to your face, nuzzling up to you in excitement--"I'm gonna be a daddy!" He chirped, "Oh, oh, if it's a boy we're calling him lil Ajax, promise me he'll be my little Ajax Junior?" He asked, excited.

Through the night, the two of you had already been gushing out with countless ideas, about names, about the possibility of twins, more than a few crass jokes from Childe, until the two of you went to bed...

And when you were sound asleep in his arms... he was given a chance to think.

And it hit him.

He was not only making you more of a target to anyone who despised the Fatui, or himself personally... But...

Was he ready to be a dad?

He was gone all the time.

Was he... ready...?

His excitement turned to dread. Only after the initial shock, did he realize that... no, no, this was awful.

As quietly as he could, he sobbed into your shoulder, desperately trying to not wake you up. He was... terrified.

He had not known terror before, because this was not something he could kill and be done with.

Desperately, he tried to delude himself into thinking everything would be okay, to keep a smile on his face. When you called him out for his oddness, he confessed only a fraction of the truth, "I guess there's just.. a lot of feelings going on, you know?" He asked, the shrugged to himself. "I just need a little time before I'm settled with the idea."

He wasn't sure if he'd be okay with it at all. He felt like a child himself... Could he raise anything without destroying it? Even his own siblings... he stayed away just to keep them sane. He was nothing but a danger to them. He couldn't neglect his own child...

One day, he came home...and you weren't there. Probably just doing something on your own, he didn't really care, just sort of minding his own business, doing some cleaning since there was always something he could at least polish up when trying to burn time.

And there was a knock on the front door. He opened it, and there was a panicked Fatui messenger.

"Your-Your, uh, partner. They-They got into a bad fight, and they were... hospitalized."

Never had he run so fast in his life to find you. When he saw you, you were covered in bruises, black and blue, and a few bandaged cuts. He sat beside your bed, holding your hand, "... Talk to me," he pleaded, unable to hide his cracking voice.

"It's dead," you said, weakly. He shook his head, not understanding,

"What do you mean?"

"I'm... okay. But... Ajax," you whimpered, looking at him, having already cried every tear out of your body, "Our baby."

It hit him.

"I got hit in the stomach."

"Oh... Oh no, babe, love... nono..." He tried to hug you as best as he could without hurting you...

But... was it bad of him to be relieved? He knew this would happen... he knew you were in pain, but... he'd rather have an unborn infant he had never met die compared to a child he held and loved.

He'd still stay there with you, but he only wished he could fix it. Not everything could be killed with brute violence.

Diluc

"Diluc... I'm pregnant. You're going to be a father."

Diluc's face paled. The first thought that hit his head was his death, leaving you and your currently unborn child to suffer alone... or worse.

He couldn't be a father, he-he... He wasn't mean to be part of a family. He lost his father, his mother, Kaeya... Even the Knights, that at one point he could have called family, have left... Or he left them, knowing that he simply couldn't exist around them.

Your once ecstatic and happy face fell... Sure, the two of you only, idly, had spoken about the possibility of children... and you didn't mean to get pregnant, but you wanted a child.

It seems Diluc did not exactly share your feelings.

"I'm going to bed," he said, standing up suddenly, feeling like he was about to fall over.

"Is this news... really so horrible?" You asked, no small amount of pain... and he sighed.

"I... don't know how to deal with it. I need time to think."

You knew it was a big thing... you'd give him time. After all, in the end, Diluc was a good man. He did the best he could and took care of those he cared for, even if he didn't want a child, he would take care of them... and, of course, you.

The next day, he was no better, he looked at your sleeping form, your stomach, and from pure distress and terror, he had left to go to the bathroom, just to vomit pure acid, trying to hide how tears poured under the guise of being sick, of being in pain.

How could he be a father?

The next few weeks were tense, and his gaze would linger on your stomach...

By the end of the first month, he set his hand on your stomach... with a small, vulnerable smile.

"I'm excited," he finally said, rubbing your stomach that was barely any larger than normal... "I'm afraid, but... I'm excited for our baby."

You cried, and he did too, holding each other as you cried. Exciting, concerning... hopeful, there was so many emotions, but in the end, you slept happily.

Things would be okay. Diluc would make a family he couldn't lose.

Each month, Diluc would fuss more and more. He desperately tried to help when you were sick, from morning sickness, giving you massages when your body was aching from the new weight, the new life inside you.

Whenever he was sitting next to you, or lying beside you, especially as your stomach grew, he always had a hand on it. On the fifth month, when he felt the baby kick, he looked at you with a smile wider than you had ever seen before, excited like a young child getting its first toy.

He spent the next two hours pressing kisses to your rounded belly, whispering to the baby as though it could hear him.

By the sixth month, was when it happened. The two of you were talking, standing in the kitchen as you talked about what to make for dinner, and you felt it-Water flushing from you, soaking your clothes and making a mess on the floor. Diluc stared at you, shocked, and you felt the worst pain in your life--

"Diluc," You half collapsed in his arms, "I-I think I'm in labor," you said, with no small amount of horror.

It was supposed to be three months, but Diluc didn't question that, even if he was aware something very, very wrong. He brought you all the way to the Cathedral, and the Sisters, too, were in shock when you had told them. Moved to a back room, away from prying eyes, Diluc didn't let go of your hand as you tried to push...

For hours, you sat there, tears in your eyes, "Diluc," you sobbed, weakly, "I'm so tired."

"You can do it," he reassured, "I promise you, you can do it."

Finally, the baby was out. However, the sisters had taken the baby somewhere, you and Diluc sitting there, you exhausted, and Diluc terrified. Finally... Barbara walked in, tears in her eyes.

"... Your baby is dead." She said, "I'm sorry for your loss. Would you-Would you like to see them, or..."

You only began to cry, weakly.

"No," Diluc said, not wanting to look at the corpse of the child he failed to father, "But... can the Sisters arrange a burial?" He asked, trying to stop himself from losing it. Barbara nodded.

"Of course," She said, "I will leave you two be." She walked off, leaving the room as she tried not to cry for your loss.

He held you, and you both sobbed.

Once again, the Family that Diluc could never have, one he fought for with tooth and nail, was taken from him again.

At least he still had you.

Kaeya

"Fucking paperwork," he grumbled, detesting how everything had an absurd about of work to do. No wonder they were always overworked...

He'd rather be, who knows, hunting some monsters or getting some time off, sitting in the Angel's Share with you on his lap...

Huh.

That sounded really nice right about now.

Just as he returned to his work, ceasing to think of you, you knocked on his office door and practically burst right in, an excited look on your face.

"Oh, what's got you so happy?" He asked, leaning back in his seat and he grinned, watching you walked around his desk, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"I have some news~" You said, in a singsongy voice, and he tugged on your hips, pulling you onto his lap. "So, tell me, don't make me wait with baited breath, I'll probably suffocate," He teased, sweetly.

You tugged him close, speaking in a low whisper right into his ear-- "I'm pregnant."

He was glad you weren't looking at his face, with the horror on his face. He was able to put on a mask of excitement, as fake as it felt, when you leaned back, looking at his expression, and he held you close, pressing his lips to yours.

"I'd say let's go celebrate, but I guess you can't have wine anymore."

You huffed, "We can celebrate in a different way."

In the end, the two of you went to the Angel's Share, the two of you deciding to keep it a secret for a little longer.

That night, while you cuddled up to him, he lie in bed, unable to close his eye, staring blankly...

Terrified.

As time passed, you had hit halfway through your second month. Kaeya still insisted that you keep it a secret-- "It's more fun if some people have a suspicious feeling, and then it's so exciting when you do tell them."

He was just too afraid to tell the world thus far. You had mostly agreed, but you were excited... you wanted to tell.

"I want to talk about this more," you admitted, "But I need to get a check-up for our little baby," you patted your tummy gently, and he pressed a kiss to your temple,

"Alright," he dreaded that conversation, "You go be safe."

"I will."

He sat silently, on the bed, blankly staring forth. What was he supposed to do...? To even think?

He was so scared.

He was able to hear you before he saw you, hear the sounds of your sobbing, and as he turned to see you, you jumped into his arms, openly crying. Somehow--he could tell your stomach was... smaller. If only a little.

"You were right to not tell anyone," you whimpered, weakly. He gently rubbed your back,

"What do you mean?" He asked, softly.

"I... I had a miscarriage."

He felt elated, but also so, so terribly guilty.

But he knew, with everything... It was for the best.

"I'm so sorry," he said, softly, holding you close, "Tell me--what can I do to make this better?"

"I don't know, I don't know," you sobbed, broken and weak.

For now, he'd just hold you.

Zhongli

With a wide smile and bright eyes, you told him: "I'm pregnant!"

Zhongli gasped in surprise, for a brief second, he was only pleased, his hands almost touching your stomach... then he recoiled, pulling back, hesitant... And he looked down and away.

"... Love," he said softly, "You are aware I am still an adeptus." He said, gently. You didn't understand,

"Of course, but... there's Ganyu, and Yanfei, they're both half-adeptus, half-human... Isn't this fine?"

He was quiet for a moment, sighing. "Yanfei's and Ganyu's adeptus parents were mammals. I... Was not-You understand, I was one a dragon of the earth, correct?" He asked,

"Of course, I wouldn't forget anything like that."

"Normal half-adeptus children already have problems, but one who is a dragon..."

He looked away, thinking.

"Are you sure you're not just afraid? It's okay to be afraid." You reassured, reaching out and holding his hand.

He was not afraid.

He was simply certain. The idea-The idea of having a child, a little bounding bundle of joy that would giggle as he tickled them, seeing their beautiful, adorable little smile that held features of you and himself...

How idealistic. But he had endured tragedy before, and he will endure it again.

This will only be another agony. If, perhaps, he was in his original mating season, having gone through it delicately how it was meant to, rather than pure chance and accident... Then there was hope.

He pressed a kiss to the back of your hand.

"Perhaps I am."

The days passed, and he would admit, he was shocked to see that your menstruation cycle had stopped--oh, period. People called it periods more commonly. Good to know.

And your stomach grew, you demanded him to touch your stomach, of which he would not argue, listening to your hopeful words.

You felt a pain in your stomach--naturally, you would be in pain.

You had left to go get it checked, to see why there would be pain, and what issue there would be for your child.

Alone, he curled up in bed and sobbed, unable to save you from this tragedy, sobbing pathetically in desperation, where no one, not, even you, could see his pain.

You did not come back that day, but you returned the second, pale and sickly, with bandages around your stomach. You collapsed into your arm,

"They... they had to do an emergency surgery," you wept weakly, too exhausted to sob, "It was... dead... and hurting-killing me."

He nodded. He knew this.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered, softly, "I'm sorry, love."

"I just... I just want a family... Something to call my own."

Zhongli was quiet for a moment. Both of you had time before his original cycle would come in line...

Maybe-maybe, through an odd union of human and dragon, you could give him this family. But it would be a long, long conversation, and you would need to wait well beyond your wounds.

Oh, but your pain... how could he endure.

He would have to find a way.

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thursdaygirlgn · 3 years

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my friend i am here with the self insert oc sam parallel episode, i have a history exam tomorrow and i refuse to revise in favor of writing this. let me take you on a journey.

this is very self indulgent and spans kind of the entirety of the series (because im nosy and want to be involved in every cool plot) so im not gonna embarrass myself OR bore you but the general gist of the first episode is this:

i am an 18yr old psychic kid raised by a hunter, meeting the boys in s2 through a “my father was also murdered by a ghost of his past”, except he did not immediately assume i am the antichrist while i was an infant and raised me relatively normal, thus demonstrating that john winchester was a fucked up parent because he allowed himself to be.

i am what sam could’ve been and he is once again reminded that all he ever wanted was to be normal and loved and how that was taken away from him, unfairly. he is angry. he is jealous. he feels bad about being jealous because “her dad’s dead, what the fuck,man”. he wants me to be ok, ultimately, ofc he does, but he doesn’t understand why i got it, why he didn’t, why couldn’t john do it. this serves as more material for soul-searching bc i am a firm believer that understanding the circumstances of abuse and neglect and wrapping ur head around them helps lift the guilt we often burden ourselves with: it’s not that if sam had been a better son john would have loved him more, it’s that john refused to look at sam for what sam really was: a child wracked by generational trauma and unprocessed grief, whose autonomy was violated before he could say his first word, in need of love, and chose to instead look at sam through his own grief muddied goggles and link him to mary’s death. insane how this is turning into sam analysis isn’t it.

i am also angry because im still sort of a child but not really, not anymore, im on the cusp of adulthood and going into it knowing that the world is unfair and hateful, grief is written all over me and sam thinks oh nono, because hope’s kind of the whole point isn’t it, and i had it and now it has been taken from me along with my parent and sam feels so alone and furious with everything, he’s plagued by skull cracking demonic visions, and he doesn’t want this idealized version of himself to ultimately end up like the version of himself that he is now, the one he doesn’t understand, the one he’s afraid of. he’s looking in a weird funhouse mirror, sees a kid who was different like he was but was cherished, and sees her end up in the same position he is now: fatherless, on a quest for revenge. he thinks that if we get the monster of the week, ill be better and he’ll find his hope in that. all roads lead to rome but he wont allow this one to reach the colosseum (defying destiny theme, hello).

the monster of the week hunt begins thusly, with sam generally uncomfortable. i confide in him about my psychic abilities and i explain to the brothers that i can help. both are opposed, but i am a chaotic little bitch and get involved anyway. throughout my involvement, sam learns more about the world of psychic mediums and thinks aha! hope! maybe if i dig deep enough (whore for lore amirite babes) ill find someone who’s lived an experience similar to mine! miss oc what are ur book recs for “i think i am psychic and terrified of it” and i say “fear not nerd have a very small cup of coffee and let me tell you about this great college course on divination”. this is relevant because i wanted to see more of sam desperately trying to fit into some sort of community, even a community of supernatural folk john and dean might’ve disapproved of, and finding that, at this point in time, he does not. he’s an outsider to normal people, he’s an outsider to those in contact with the paranormal. really hammer in that freak (affectionate) tagline. (he WILL build a safe haven in the men of letters bunker for all misfits in his adulthood, party city wig sam i do NOT perceive you)

the hunt culminates in an impressive showdown that includes the following: pyrotechnics, a cool spell, seeing things that aren’t really there, the power of friendship and a butter knife thrown like a frisbee. at the end we all look like final girls because im gay so blood is sexy. sam, who has come to regard me like a younger sibling/some sort of manifestation of his inner child, learns what it’s like to be deeply concerned with a youth’s safety and has a heart to heart with dean about how yeah, handling a teenager with incredible amounts of simmering rage and unprocessed grief while being barely equipped for any guardian-like role IS hard, man, is this what it felt like every time i busted out a batshit plan last minute and barely executed it in time to survive??? “yeah. bitch” “jerk.”

the epilogue is as follows: we see sam feeling many complicated things, but he is satisfied for the moment. we have a little heart to heart while laying flowers on my father’s grave. we both look a little worse for wear, but hopeful. “what’re you gonna do now?” “im not sure. college, maybe?” we keep in touch. i go on to art school and make homoerotic art pieces, as is my right. i make guest appearances whenever they need a deus ex machina bs spell to get out of trouble.

maybe in later seasons i go a little ape shit and commit some magical atrocities in the name of the greater good. maybe i get a little antagonized and he gets to offer me the understanding he couldn’t get when he needed it. i see you, sam, treating all misfits in later seasons with kindness, and i offer you a claire-like parallel to be there for through the tough times, thus healing some of your own wounds. everyone deserves an angsty wlw teenager to bond with . (i am only on season 9 of my rewatch and i have not seen seasons 12-15 in their entirety, if he does get one im not disrespecting that character and i love them probably)

the boys hit the road. vienna by billy joel plays, because it makes me feel things.

Slow down you're doing fine

You can't be everything you want to be before your time

Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight

Too bad, but it's the life you lead

You're so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need

Though you can see when you're wrong

You know you can't always see when you're right

You got your passion, you got your pride

But don't you know that only fools are satisfied?

Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true

When will you realize... Vienna waits for you?

end scene.

this is poetry. i will cherish this forever thank you for sharing with me and good luck on your exam

#all roads lead to rome but he won’t let this once reach the colosseum....#clown posting #asks #sammy #i guess lol #sammy tag is needed for the sam analysis

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