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mlobsters · 5 months

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supernatural s11e20 don't call me shurley (w. robbie thompson)

late start because i was determined to make pumpkin pie from scratch today (for thanksgiving tomorrow) but didn't start until later in the afternoon. it's out of the oven and rough and ready, as paul says :S

how long is metatron gonna keep popping up? aren't we done with him yet. oh, is this when we learn about chuck finally?

CHUCK Okay. That's fair. Mildly constructive. Still, It doesn't justify you... burning one of my books though. METATRON What are you talking about? CHUCK Tall Tales. You were monologuing to Castiel and you threw one in the fire.

LOL if ever there was an episode i would like to throw in the fire, tall tales is it. good one, robbie

okay sprinkling beer on your shirt to iron it.... seems like a really bad idea in a variety of ways. nothing says profesh like smelling like beer :P

LOL okay, just trollin sammy, got it

METATRON Well... it's an Oscar-worthy performance. But... how did nobody know? I mean, wh-what about that amulet thingy? Y-You told me about it, some... silly charm that burned brightly in the presence of you? CHUCK You mean this? METATRON Yes! Dean had it! And your fav— Castiel. They were around you. How did it never— CHUCK I turned it off. See? I should really put this away. You'll never guess where this thing has been this entire time.

have known some broad strokes amulet fixit stuff, i think i skimmed the wiki page on it when dean tossed it originally because i'd read so much amulet fixit fic i was curious if they did anything in the show. kind of like the voicemail that got changed, that one i can never keep straight what happened in canon vs fic :p i was so sure they addressed it in the show!

CHUCK Last time I saw that look on an editor's face, I just handed in Bugs. All right, come on. Safe place.

that one could have done with some heavy editing, but there was some good brother moments in there! i snorted, nonetheless

having a hard time staying focused on this writing his memoir thing. kind of navel gazing about writers and i'm just waiting for the point to arrive :p that god is ready to let the world get wiped out? is that the point?

METATRON Why did you create life? CHUCK I was lonely.

perennial question of where are the other deities in this equation

CHUCK I took responsibility for her, too. Locked her away – barely, I might add. And who let her out? METATRON Sam and Dean Winchester. But they're trying to fix that. CHUCK You know I love those guys, but the world would still be spinning with Demon Dean in it. But Sam couldn't have that, though, could he? And so how is Amara being out on me? METATRON It's not. But I-you helped the Winchesters before. CHUCK Helped them? I've saved them! I've rebuilt Castiel more times than I can remember! Look where that got me.

look indeed. this feels like the more plastic sort of fanservice. we're gonna address so many things!

rob sheridan and curtis armstrong are doing a good job, curtis is nearly making me like metatron calling god to task, but i also don't really care 😔

this whole fog thing and sam getting infected feels really contrived and random too? buh.

SAM We're not gonna make it. DEAN No, no, no. There's no quitting here. SAM We're never gonna make it. DEAN Sam, listen to me. That's not you talking. It's the fog. SAM You were gonna choose Amara over me. Over everything. DEAN Sam, no! SAM Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that, Dean. I can't fight this. You got to go. You have to get out before you're infected. SAM Go before I hurt you! DEAN No, I'm not leaving you – ever!

should be hitting some emotional buttons but i'm just 😐 didn't sam just almost die literally a couple episodes ago? not even pretty pictures of them because it's so foggy

s11e20 - samulet sparkle / twilight - this is the skin of a killer, bella

i mean i get it, it's kind of a generic twinkly sound but this is immediately what my brain went to

the only reason i got any emotional kick of out of this sequence was rob's singing, and the song choice. and the way metatron reacted, i mean that's some turn around that he can look so concerned and sad and taking on the fare thee well lyrics that he could wring a few tears out of me. [coming back to this, the script notes are for positive emotions but i did not get that, and this song is... sad????]

all right so i was fairly sure there was some stuff in the script about the samulet so

okay so. i cheated and knew he kept it. but are we to believe he was carrying it around on his person? that can't be right :p because it would SURELY have gotten lost a million times. would be a downright miracle even if it was locked up somewhere safe. anyway. hurray for samulet fixit? what a weird fucking episode though. again, maybe i'll like it better with some distance and some builtin expectations for emotions.

(more tears though listening to various artists singing dink's song / fare the well on spotify - marcus mumford, my fave, and oscar isaac have a version that's lovely)

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#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 11x20 #twilight #spn clip #spn musical score #i guess?#fare thee well #dink's song #robbie thompson #Youtube #rob benedict

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codename-mango · 3 years

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Foggy Mornings

It was a labor to open my eyes. It felt like something was holding me down as I tried to wake up. Lately, the grogginess meant I had done something to regret the night before. I closed my eyes again, and mentally prepared myself for wherever I found myself this morning. Afternoon? I couldn't tell. I sat up, slowly but surely, and finally took in my surroundings.

Home. My bed. I was still wearing the dark grey top and black skirt I had put on to go out with Chelsea.

Oh God. Chelsea.

Panic rose up before settling once I heard her signature tapping on my door. I guess we made it home safe.

"Come in," I called. But she was already peaking her head through the door.

"Good morning," she greeted. She was smiling, but she was obviously almost as tired as I was. She was wearing her signature pyjamas. She sat on my bed by my feet and handed me my water bottle, the same one from Season 2. "Thanks for putting me to bed last night. I would probably be passed out on the kitchen floor if you hadn't." She giggled at her own joke.

"I don't really remember doing that, but you're welcome." I chugged my water, savoring every drop. The bottles were cold, which lead me to believe I must've put them in the fridge last night before putting myself to bed. I don't remember doing that though.

"It was nice of Seb to pick us up," Chelsea said with a cheeky wink.

"Wait. What? Seb?"

Seb lived nearly an hour away in Liverpool. Why would he...

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Seb appeared in the doorway, knocking lightly on the open door.

"Good morning, ladies." His smile was warm and comforting, yet there was something unreadable in his eyes as he asked, "How'd you sleep?"

"I slept surprisingly well, thanks!" Chelsea answered. "Last night was fun, I think. Other than... Y'know..." She avoided eye contact with me as she shrugged and jumped up from her seat. "I'm going to make tea," she announced before making her exit.

Seb stood in the doorway, and neither of us spoke. What happened the night before?

"I'm afraid I'm not being a very good host," I joked as I slowly shifted my legs off the side of my bed. Seb didn't chuckle like I hoped he would. He just sat next to me as I tried to fully wake myself up and recall last night's events.

"Did you pick us up from the pub?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

Seb shrugged. "Chelsea said you needed me." His nonchalance failed him once he said that. He lowered his head and stared at his hands.

"What am I missing here?" I finally asked. "Did I say or do something stupid?"

"Not really... If anything, I did something stupid," he answered ominously.

I tried to recall what he might have done. I had fuzzy memories of rain through windows. I remembered talking to Seb about something. I remembered...

"We agreed to talk about something."

"Yeah. We did." Now his eyes were on me. They burned a hole through me.

"What was it? And what stupid thing did you do?" I asked with a feeble laugh in an attempt at bringing levity.

His face was serious though. I could see the thoughts rushing through his head.

"Well..." he started, leaning away from me slightly, "I may have kissed you."

What?

Seb looked at me finally and his eyes went wide.

"Not on the lips! Uh- I had kissed your neck- Well, that's not that much better. Fuck. Fuck, I'm sorry-"

"Seb! Seb, relax." I scooted closer and hugged him to calm his nerves. His body was rigid, and he had his eyes screwed shut. He rubbed his face with his hands. "Seb, please, just explain how it happened..."

We sat on the bed in silence. I hugged my pillow and had my face buried in it. More than anything, I was embarrassed by the way I had apparently acted. I wriggled indignantly in place.

"We've all had our nights, Clarice," Seb said with a chuckle at the sight of me.

"I'm surprised I didn't do more," I said into the pillow. Seb must have understood, as he laughed.

"You might have, if you were in a better mood."

"So..." I looked up at him, my face still half covered my the pillow. "Now we're talking about it. And I'm sober."

"Kinda wish I wasn't," Seb joked. At least, I assumed it was a joke.

"I'm going to make this easy."

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Do you want to kiss me again?"

The question hung in the air as Seb stared at me. His eyes flickered down, then back up.

"Well, I can't with the pillow in the way, can I?"

I laughed and threw the pillow off the bed. Maybe I should've been embarrassed by how clumsily I jumped across the space between us, but Seb wrapping his arms around me and kissing my lips made me forget my insecurities for the moment.

Chelsea's excited squeal cut the moment short. I watched her stomp her feet excitedly in the doorway, two mugs of tea in her hands, before she ran off. Seb and I laughed and Seb shook his head.

"I don't know why you're shaking your head. I'm the one that's going to have to recount every detail 5 times over," I said. I rested my head against his shoulder.

"Let me know when you expect it to start so I can head out."

"Shut up."

#foggy mornings #when its raining #clarice x seb #clarice figg #litg seb #litg #litg chelsea #more self indulgence #and i finally finished it #this had been in my drafts for months

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nicistrying · 3 years

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A bullet point update bc I just finished my 6th shift in a row and am extremely ready for my day off tomorrow:

Monday, the sun was shining so we went to the coast for a walk. I wasn't supposed to be at work but manager asked me to go in 4-10pm so we still haf plenty of time. It was really cold and foggy by the sea but still a lovely walk and we sat in our favourite spot and had chips and hot chocolate.

Yesterday (Tuesday) I had some spare time in the afternoon so I did a quick little workout before work and it felt great to work up a sweat for the first time in what felt like ages!

Today I'm hormonal af. I had warned Matthew a few days ago that I could feel myself getting really irritable, but this morning when I was stressing out looking at houses and not getting anywhere, he was talking about moving to the other end of the country for an internship he wants to do, and just kind of expecting me to drop everything and go with him. Which of course I would but I had just spent 2 hours scrolling through letting websites looking for a nice little house for us to move into, get settled and stay in for a few years until we can afford to buy a house of our own - and then he said that and I feel bad but I was so annoyed. Like why am I even bothering trying to find us a nice home if we're potentially not even going to be living here? What about our families etc? My job where I have only just now, after 9 months, started to come out of my shell and make meaningful friendships?! I went in early today to ask Manager for advice. I sat down and explained I just feel like everything is fucked and I feel so bad now bc his first question was 'well do you love him bc you have to make compromises' and I feel so bad bc now I realise I was just being selfish. Like, these internships are so hard to come by and of course I would want him to do it if he gets accepted. I can totally transfer to one of our stores down there and then come back to my current store when we come back. But then what if he finds a job there off the back off the internship and we don't come back?! I don't want to live so far away from my family. And like I said to my manager that I would just be gutted if I had to leave our store bc I really like working there, I've finally started to get a bit more confident and actually speak up a bit and I just don't want to have to start all over again. And bless his little heart he said if I was worried about friends he'd come and visit me when he and his girlfriend are there visiting her family bc that's where she's from 😭😭 which is so so sweet of him but I just feel bad now I've had the day to think about it. I feel like the glaring answer is to go with Matthew and just see where it takes us. Either we'll come back or we won't. Maybe we're not supposed to find a house and settle down yet. It just kind of freaks me out how uncertain every aspect of my life is after August since that's when the lease on our flat runs out. I'm happy at my current job bc I'm gaining a lot of experience and there are definitely opportunities to progress but I'd be putting any kind of other career plans of my own on hold to go with him. And idk am I just being selfish bc I don't even really know what I want career-wise and he does so surely we should work towards his goals first?? Yikes. This has been a rant. But that's what's been playing on my mind today. Other than worrying constantly about it and feeling guilty for being so snappy and horrible to Matthew this morning, all is well I guess. I just got home and am going to make a nice meal ready for Matthew getting home as my way of apologising and letting him know that of course I would go with him to another city where he would have an awesome opportunity. Bring on my rest day tomorrow so I can try to get my head straight 🙄

#personal #idk if this even made any sense #im just stressed out #outside time #walk #seaside #fitblr #workout #happy place #core and cardio #interval workout #hiit workout #circuit workout #home workout

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