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“The Future”

So, I watched 12.19 slightly delayed due to a work event.  I didn’t hate the episode.  It tied up a few things, and pushed the major arc forward.  Misha’s acting was overall solid (his scene with Jensen, of all times, though! In that scene in Dean’s room, I saw Misha more than Castiel, I was surprised because Misha usually has Castiel down - as he should after this many seasons) and I thought the writing was actually pretty tight, though Castiel remains an unfathomably foolish character. Lucifer at least seemed menacing again, thankfully.  The pouting baby thing got really old like…1.5 seasons ago.  That said, I have two take-aways from this episode.  First, Jensen & Jared need to stop having kids so we can stop having episodes neither of them are in very much. (Yes, I’m being sarcastic, of course it’s much more important that the real people Jensen & Jared are happy than is anything about fictional people Dean & Sam)  Second, Castiel is a shitty friend.  If I had a “friend” who manipulated me, lied to me, and stole shit from me, all “for my own good”, we’d sure as hell not be friends very long!  I know Dean is used to people he loves perpetually treating him like shit, but Sam…come on, Sam should know better. Sam needs to stop acting like Dean is being unfair when he’s pissed though.  In fact, I want Sam and everyone else - including large parts of the fandom - to stop erasing Dean’s stated feelings because they are inconvenient while simultaneously bitching about Dean “repressing his feelings”.  Dean is actually really blunt about his feelings, even if that’s just “I’m pissed, I don’t want to talk.”


The beautiful chaos of watching 12 frantic astrophysics students try to save a theoretical astronaut from falling into a black hole. I’ve never seen a group of people work so quickly and efficiently before.

  • Ravenclaw: I'm feeling pretty productive. I think I'll get some work done today!
  • *12 hours later*
  • Ravenclaw: *spent the whole day playing video games*
  • Ravenclaw: Not again.
The Tea is Decaf


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Dean/Cas, Sam/Eileen
Based on this text post

Castiel just barely slips out the door into the hallway and turns the knob as he closes it so the latch doesn’t make a sound. The light is always on in the hallway, and Dean always wakes up if too much of it pours into his room, so Castiel has mastered the art of slipping through the smallest space possible.

He breathes a sigh of relief once he’s in the hallway.

A small voice to his right lets out an amused laugh. He turns to see a particularly tiny woman wearing a very large plaid shirt and nothing else. Well, he supposes she could be wearing shorts under the shirt. It really is very big on her.

“You must be Castiel,” she says rather loudly, mispronouncing his name just slightly.

He walks over to her with a finger to his lips.

She puts her hand over her mouth in embarrassment before signing, I’m deaf.

Castiel mouths an “oh” before dropping his head and laughing. He then pops his head back up fast and mouths, “Are you Eileen?”

She nods eagerly and signs, You’ve heard about me?

Sam has mentioned you a few times, he signs back. He says you’re a very good hunter.

Her face lights up. You’re damn right I am. Still, that’s very sweet of him.

So, are you two…? Castiel looks back toward Sam’s room and then down at Eileen’s shirt.

Eileen’s eyes widen in embarrassment. He’s asleep. I was just going to the bathroom.

I was heading to the kitchen for a cup of tea. Would you like some?

Is there caffeine in it?

Not at 4 in the morning.

Eileen smiles and gives him a thumbs up before moving past him toward the bathroom. Castiel watches her go for a second before it hits him.

He looks down at his plain black t-shirt and too-small boxer briefs and wonders if Eileen could tell that these clothes aren’t his. And that he came out of Dean’s room instead of one of the countless other extra bedrooms in the bunker.

By the time Eileen pads into the kitchen, Castiel has two mugs ready with decaf teabags in them and he’s standing at the stove staring at the pot so he can pull it off the burner before it whistles.

It’s only a minute longer before Cas pours the water into the mugs and takes a seat across from Eileen at the kitchen table.

You’re an angel, aren’t you? Eileen asks as her tea steeps.

Castiel nods as he takes a drink.

Does that mean you don’t sleep?

Sometimes I do. I didn’t feel like it tonight.

Is Dean good in bed?

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Speaking of ‘uncontrollable lusts’, my firstborn child to John Bring in gratitude for giving me the visual-oral treat of Sam saying with his Actual Mouth the phrase ‘moist, slippery meat’ (12x18)