I am a voracious reader, always have been. I discovered the “Supernatural” books years ago gathering dust at my favorite second-hand bookstore and purchased the whole series for $10. I’ve always been a fan of paranormal stuff so they were right up my alley.
The books were chock full of monsters, ghosts, and demons but I found myself more drawn to the complex relationship between the two brothers, Sam and Dean. My relationship with my own sister was difficult and the lengths Sam and Dean were willing to go for each other intrigued me.
I read those books over and over. The spines grew bent, and the pages tattered, but when my work at the hospital made me sad and drained me, Sam and Dean were there to take me away.
When I heard they were making the books into a TV series. I have to admit I was pretty skeptical. I couldn’t imagine any show would be able to get Sam and Dean right. Especially Sam. I had such a thing for him.
That combination of strength, intelligence, vulnerability, and faith just did it for me. He had been through 10 lifetimes worth of pain and damage but he was still determined to do the right thing.
So when the show premiered I watched but didn’t expect much. But it was good. And I kept watching. It was Sam and Dean from my beloved books. This Eric Kripke guy had gotten it right.
Hi! So, does this mean that Sam has completed the first of the Trials for closing the gates of hell? Or does he have to intend to close them?
Hi there! I’ll start out with a few comments, and then I’ll try to answer this as best I can. First, I am in Downtown Migraineland right now. I apologize in advance for any weird incoherency in this reply…
(note from the future, i.e. nearly 4 hours after I started trying to piece this reply together: My migraine is gone, but this reply went into A LOT OF DETAIL about the parallels not only in this episode, but in all of s12. This ended up being really weird meta on what I think Dabb’s Grand Plan for the entire season is hinging on. IT IS LONG. Just a warning.)
I think a lot of s12 has been paralleling A LOT of the past, turning it inside out, applying it through a different lens or allowing characters to see these things from a different side, and resolving things in a better way.
That said, I think they’ve been referring back to the Demon Tablet Trials and the Angel Fall Spell (because the angel fall spell was a spell, not Trials. Metatron confirmed that). But all the elements of those things are being addressed in different ways, and paralleled to ~similar~ things happening in s12… I’m struggling to try and put this together in a linear narrative that even comes close to connecting all the dots. There’s SO MUCH going on in this episode, I’m not sure that’s really possible, but HECK I WILL TRY.
(second note from the future: this is about 3k long, so it’s going under a cut. THERE IS SO MUCH)
(i am typing this from the floor where I’m curled up around pictures of Andrew Dabb and Davy Perez while weeping gently)
Traveling with your mother, Eve, had been anything but joyful. She’d been doing monster experiments on humans, converting them into vampires, werewolves and even new things. Eve said she can’t stop her mission until she makes it perfect. You’ve asked millions of times what kind of creature she’s cooking up and for what reasons, but Eve doesn’t trust you anymore, or maybe she never has. But you knew that anything she has planned was going to be bad. Eve was certainly three things, cruel, cold and determined. Your heels clicked the cold stones floors of the gas station you were both in.
Subtly, you glanced around, looking for anything to leave any kind of message. Your eyes spotted a camera on the right corner, making sure Eve was occupied enough with her new victim you make the ASL sign for “Mother” by placing the thumb of your hand against your chin. Then tilt your head towards Eve. Since you bailed out on the Winchesters, you’d been leaving trails of bodies, hoping they were smart enough to pick up and track. You needed help and those two were the only chance you had on getting your freedom back.
Prompt: ‘Imagine being a werewolf, on the run from Sam and Dean when Crowley takes you in’ requested by @diesintheshower
Pairing: Crowley x reader
Word count: 1025
Warnings: blood, getting attacked, being hurt, swearing, gif used isn’t mine. Sorry if I missed anything!
Authors note: so this is my first ever request and my first ever Crowley fic. Loosely based on Season 6 where Crowley tries to get to Eve by torturing alphas and other supernatural creatures. Hope you enjoy it and as always, feedback is appreciated :) x
Summary: Eve the mother of all monsters is unleashed from Purgatory and working her way to make earth a living hell. Meanwhile Katherine’s plans to kill her and get her freedom back hasn’t ceased.This story takes place on season 6.
A/N: I’m in a writing hiatus but I’ve had some spare time and this is something I’ve worked on my own pace and slowly on my free time off between studying. Hope you guys like this, after this chapter things get really interesting and sassier. Italics are internal thoughts.
You were sick of Eve and her non-stop road trip. Sick of being her chauffeur, disgusted of the horrible things she has created but above it all, you were tired of being on her leash. Every nerve and bone of your body missed your freedom and wanted it back at any cost, even if it meant killing your own creator.
Eve gave you the look, the one that says ‘pull over by this bar’, so you parked the car that you’d stolen a hundred miles back. She hopped down the car, walking towards the entrance of an old bar. Two guys were walking out of there, talking about some girls and what they did last summer. Once being noticed, they stopped their conversation and stared at the two of you.
“Heaven must be missing an angel.”
You rolled your eyes at irony of that lame pick up line, observing Eve slowly caressing this naive guy’s cheek as she walked by. You held your breath, watching veins popping on the side of his face. You wanted to help him but he was already doomed.
“Are you going to keep cooking failures through all the states?” You asked, arching a brow.
Eve scoffed, “It’s almost ready… I just need more time for some improvements.”
“Why?” You stopped, throwing your arms to the air in exasperation, “Why do you keep creating all this creatures? What the hell for?!”
Some cases are just another day at the office, while others, change your vision of the job forever.
While investigating a double murder in Chicago, Dean and I discovered something pretty big, and by “big” I mean Men of Letters kind of big. The town is run by five powerful mob monster families like in the good ol’ days of the Untouchables. I know, I know, it sounds like the scenario of a bad B-movie, but I’m not even joking. And I’m not drunk either, I swear. The Windy City is basically Monster Town.