John sat in his recliner with 3 year old Dean on his lap and watched as Mary decorated their Christmas tree. Occasionally Mary would hand Dean an ornament and John would lift him up and help him put it on the tree.
Mary stopped decorating for a moment and traded a box of ornaments for Dean. As John finished decorating, Mary took Dean into the kitchen to get a cookie and some milk for her little boy. John smiled as he put on the tree angel, because he could hear Mary and Dean laughing in the kitchen.
When Sam was growing up, he never heard these stories. Dean barely remembered, and John didn’t talk about things that made him remember. They made him too sad. It was probably all for the best. Sam didn’t like to be remembered that he never had a Christmas with his mother. Not even once.
And over time the Winchester’s would have looked on that kind of Christmas as the strangest thing in the world.
The wounded Djinn hid behind a stack of crates when he saw Sam and Dean coming. He knew that his sister had been killed from the blood on the men’s clothes. He was too weak to fight back, especially two to one. He didn’t really have the will to live without his sister, anyway.
He came out from behind the crates, and decided to go out fighting, to honor his sister. He charged toward Dean, who had his knife ready, and with little struggle stabbed the Djinn in the chest.
“I did it for her…” the boy said; his last words slurring out as his vision dimmed. The last thing he saw before he died was a satisfied look on the hunter’s face, almost a smirk. And as for his last thoughts, he hoped that whatever the hunters did with his body, they let him be with his sister. Burned or buried, he wanted to be with her. He knew that he’d be with her in their afterlife, even if it meant being with her in a wasteland with countless other monsters surrounding them.
It would be little different from being hunted in this world, and he didn’t care as long as he had her to look after. That’s all that ever mattered. He only wished they’d killed him first.
I LOVE THIS SO MUCH I COULD CRY ASJLDHASKDJH I just clawed at my face for several minutes and had to force myself to CALM DOWN BECAUSE THIS IS HONESTLY MY FAVORITE SHIT IN THE WORLD LIKE MONSTER POV VIEWING HOW DARK THE WINCHESTERS ARE LIKE BLESS YOU AND BLESS YOUR FAMILY AND BLESS YOUR KEYBOARD ASKJDHAD
Starting to think if I do read Les Mis I won't have to make any head canon's 'cause everything'll be covered by Hugo.
HE LITERALLY LEAVES NO ROOM FOR ANY OTHER THOUGHT.
You’re just like
“Oh okay, he’s a nice character I think he’d…”
and Hugo just interrupts you like
“NO NO NO. YOU HAVE TO LET ME TELL YOU HOW HE WEARS HIS CLOTHES. AND THE WAY HE KEEPS HIS ROOM. AND HOW HE FOLDS HIS SHEETS. AND WHAT HE EATS FOR BREAKFAST. AND HOW HE SITS AND HOW HE WALKS. AND HERE’S WHAT HIS FAMILY IS LIKE. AND HE SOUNDS LIKE THIS WHEN HE SNEEZES.”
invisiblehobbit said: *googles Sheridan because I shamefully know nothing about him*
Phil Sheridan was the cavalry general under Grant. He was a 5 foot tall Irish-American (supposedly born in NY right as his parents stepped off the boat, but it’s possible he was born on the actual boat; this is important because he had political ambition and in order to get office, he needed to be born in America). Custer was one of his sub-generals.
He’s famous for his explosive temper. He got suspended from West Point for a year for threatening to kill another student with a bayonet (for insulting his clothes). He exploded at his superior officer at one point- basically “the cavalry is useless!” “FUCK YOU I CAN KILL EVERY ONE OF THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS OUT THERE!” “PROVE IT!” “FINE!” And then he went out there and proved it, which led to the union cavalry getting a better reputation and being made use of for more than guarding and light support.
I love him for his ridiculously silly anecdotes in his memoirs. After West Point, he hauled a mattress thousands of miles from Ohio to Texas, on horseback, so that he could sleep on it in Texas- only to abandon it within a few weeks. Once after 2 straight days of fighting, his men were having coffee and he just sat there and made puppy eyes at them until they brought him some. At another point, his lookouts fell asleep and the whole camp was attacked by Confederate soldiers, and the union soldiers had to fight them in their pajamas. (not really, they slept in their clothes, but still).
My absolute favorite Sheridan anecdote is him attacking a confed force. Little Phil had about 900 men at his command. He sent 100 of them to attack from the rear, led by a captain. He told that captain to cheer when he led the attack, so that Phil would know all was going according to plan. The attack went off without a hitch, but Phil never heard the cheer. It turns out that the captain, while leading the charge, was knocked off his horse by a tree branch.
You could read his memoirs to a constant loop of the Benny Hill theme, I SWEAR.
Why did people hate Seward?
What makes him so interesting is that you either loved him or hated him (and he was well-loved in some circles).
Some reasons people hated him:
- SLAVERY VIEWS: He was against the spread of slavery into new territories and held staunch views against slavery in general, even to the point of it being a moral issue. He once said there was a higher law than the Constitution that would deal with slavery. Democrats and more conservative Republicans greatly disliked him for that.
- POLITICS: He was known for taking the political advice of his powerful journalist friend Thurlow Weed, who didn’t play the cleanest of political games. Seward was opinionated in his politics and soon became the face of radical Republicanism before he simmered down during the Lincoln administration (and leaned more toward compromise to save the Union).
- POWER: As Secretary of State, Seward was given immense power by Lincoln, and was even assigned duties beyond those of his secretary position. For example, his arbitrary arrests of alleged Confederate sympathizers drew him a lot of fire from critics. He became Lincoln’s closest advisor and friend, which many resented for all the respect and trust he gained from the president.
- ATTITUDE: Seward could be devious when getting what he wanted politically, and he was rather conceited about his political experience and positions of power. He often meddled in other department affairs and was not afraid to express his opinion on anything, which annoyed many. One could say he was a bit of a control freak.
I could probably write an essay, but here are a few reasons :)
invisiblehobbit replied to your post: but what if sam ends up having to lock himself in…
I would be so fucking excited to see them surrounded by fire and demons, covered in blood and just killing and screaming and being terrifying.
that is EXACTLY WHAT I WANT
AND DEAN TURNS TO SAM WITH A WICKED GRIN ON HIS FACE AND IS LIKE “We got work to do, Sammy” AND THEN SAM GRINS BACK AND THEN THEY TURN BACK TO BACK AND START HACKING THEIR WAY OUT OF HELL.
invisiblehobbit replied to your post: i love jensen’s taste for clothing
He said at one con that he’d just wear tshirts and hoodies if it weren’t for Danneel. So cute.
plaidalecki replied to your post: i love jensen’s taste for clothing
i think he said at a con once that she chooses all the nice outfits and he just wears them :’))))
I KNEW IT
invisiblehobbit replied to your post: I need a good title for this video holy shit what…
I have a feeling all of my papers and projects in school are gonna be called “oh god what the hell am i doing” or “here’s the thing”.
I really don’t know what I’m going to do about it.
stuffhappensandstuff replied to your post: I need a good title for this video holy shit what…
CALL IT “TITLES ARE FOR BUTTS”
AMBER, NO. I HAVE TO PRESENT THIS IN FRONT OF MY CLASS SORRY BUT NO THAT’S NOT HAPPENING.