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When are we doing our SPN Property Brothers AU collab, quickreaver? XD

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I'm in the midst of 5000 too many things and timezone-confused and very stressed out and full of internal chaos, but I just looked up where I was in my S8 rewatch and now all I want to do is marathon SPN for the rest of my life. Dx

Where did all these kids go, anyway?
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13x14, "Good Intentions"

Oh man.
Oh man. I hadn't watched 8x15 since it aired, and I knew my omission was on purpose, but ahahahahaha. It is so bad. The other night I was watching it and I just like, good lord, just let me go to sleep and end this nightmare. Good thing we have 937 other episodes to choose from!

But!! I'm finally on the downhill slope of S8 after this 4-year long rewatch. I vastly prefer the first half of S8 to the second, but I'm very much looking forward to 8x18 and 8x23. <3333

"Highway Tune" - Greta Van Fleet
Since we can't afford Led Zeppelin, you know what S15 should really consider?

Featuring this song, "Highway Tune" by Greta Van Fleet:

Biiiiig Zeppelin energy, but of a 2017 vintage and based out of Michigan!

Did I mention biiiiiiiiig Zeppelin energy? Also, the EP is literally titled "Black Smoke Rising," so like...

If you find their sound offensively similar, here's some actual Zeppelin for you as a chaser. XD

But like, think about it. The royalties would be much cheaper. And the Yardbirds only have so much music.

Today I Learned...
...that only did Kansas put an actual Cold War bunker up for sale once, some random dude actually turned it into a mansion: So uh, that's a real thing Kansas does.

Also, in 8x13, Dean refers to the bunker's "shower room." I don't actually know what word Dean typically uses to refer to bathrooms, but I don't think it's that. And like, the bunker and I have this really great deal going where I tolerate its presence and in exchange I get to do whatever I want with its architecture and I really don't care what it is in canon. But I've never really thought about the bathrooms, honestly. And I think when I've written fic that involved the bunker's bathrooms for whatever reason, it's always just been your typical motel suite setup, with one shower in a room separated from the toilet and sink. But that's like... the least likely bunker bathroom setup?? given the hostel setup of the rest of the bunker's residential area. XP

So then I was like, well, would it be more like a dorm suite style, with a row of separate shower pods, with a counter of multiple sinks either directly across from them?? Or a locker room style, with a great big 3/4 tile room that just has a bunch of spigots installed with no curtains at all??

And then I remembered that herpity derp, we have canon bunker bathroom--er, shower room, that is:

From that shot, it looks like the bunker straight-up just has a selection of spigots coming out of a tiled wall, in the exact same room as all the sinks and urinals. (Toilets appear to be elsewhere.)

I dunno how many people the bunker is supposed to be able to hold, but judging from the size of the kitchen, I'm guessing like 50 max? So I feel like there'd be 6-8 showers/sinks in this bathroom, and that there'd be 2, maybe 3, of them.

I'm sure a bunch of you are like, "Uh, yes... The bunker has existed for six and a half years, and you've had all this time to figure this out. And you're just doing it now?" IDK MAN I JUST NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT IT BEFORE. SHOWER ROOMS!


Next up, 8x15 "Man's Best Friend with Benefits," one of only two episodes I've seen only once (the other being 9x20). What mystery lies before me??

"Old Number Seven" - my Dean/Castiel song
A few months ago, for whatever reason, I had this massive bout of nostalgia for old school Dean/Cas. Like, circa 2009-2011 old school. At that time, I was running with a lot of extremely talented, very wonderful Casgirls, and OOF, oh man, so much of old school Dean/Cas was unheimlich and slithering and thoughtful and otherworldly (but grounded) and everything I like in my Dean/Cas--and in my angels broadly speaking.

I tend not to yearn for Dean/Cas long enough to actually go find any--outside of very contentedly running through all my favorite Dean and Castiel scenes in canon--but the feeling does come up.

And I feel a little dumb sharing the vid, now, because it's SO on the nose and probably a disservice to the very old school Dean/Cas it always reminds me of, but whenever I hear this song, I fall in love with vaguely creepy-definitely weird-but extremely intense old school Dean/Cas. THE HEART HEARS WHAT THE HEART HEARS, OKAY. This would be S4 Dean/Cas, not just any Dean/Cas:

Old Number 7 - The Devil Makes Three

I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
Pedal to the metal always did what I was told
'Till I found out that my brand new clothes
Came second hand from the rich kids next door
When I grew up fast I guess I grew up mean
There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen
And now I just wander through a real bad dream
Feelin' like I'm coming apart at the seams

Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinking in heaven
Angels start to look good to me
They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep
Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinking in heaven
I know I can't stay here too long
'Cause I can't go a week without doin' wrong

So I'm sitting as the bar stool it starts to grow roots
Feelin' like an old worn out pair of shoes
Tell me what is it that I should do
When I'm swimming in the liquor only half way through
So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be
Come on now and wrap them around me
'Cause all I want to do now is fall to sleep
Come down here and lay next to me

8x11 "LARP and the Real Girl"
Man, someone remind me not to watch SPN while sitting in airport terminals. Once I was watching 6x10 for the first time and treated the little old lady next to me to a whole ton of tortureporn.

I'm watching 8x11 right now, and while it's not quite to the level of 6x10, every time this poor woman next to me has looked over, someone is getting drawn and quartered or projectile vomiting blood before he bleeds to death out of every orifice in his head.

8x10 "Torn and Frayed"
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I remember absolutely adoring 8x10 as the mid-season finale when I first watched it, because the "resolution" Sam and Dean shove at themselves in this episode is so deeply unresolved and shitty. My heart always breaks for Amelia, who'd been so embittered and caustic in almost all the time she'd known Sam and finally took a chance on being storybook romantic, only to have it not turn out. And also Dean at the beginning of this episode knowing that he'd fucked up sending Sam off to Amelia but not really believing that he'd fucked up and wanting to get over the issue rather than through it. And Sam having to be the one to point out why Dean's solution might have been especially shitty because ReMeMBeR JesSiCa?!?! (I am pretty sure Dean was not thinking about Jessica, though he might've briefly thought about Ben's having pulled the same thing on him re: Lisa, putting it in the "irresponsible and childish but probably effective" box of plans rather than the "I can't believe you could possibly betray me by inflicting this unnecessary harm" box. Whoops.)

And then Dean belatedly thinking about circumstances a little more via Kevin and trying to apply what he'd considered in Kevin to Sam...without also extending the same grace to Kevin lololol. Out of everyone who's ever had their lives destroyed over the course of this show, I think the Trans still win the "Well, That Was the Worst" award.

And then! Both Sam and Dean jettisoning all of this because of the dire issue of Castiel acting weird--only to realize, wait, if Castiel pops off to Heaven with Samandiel's body, there's not actually a whole lot they can do. And so just watching wrestling while eating canned chili and stewing in their earlier un-resolutions together. And what says "Winchester" more than... literally all of that. XDDD

8x09 "Citizen Fang"
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Askljfafkj <333333 As well you all know, I’ve been in the middle of a SPN rewatch since the summer before S10 aired. I have been in the middle of my S8 rewatch for about as long, which I suppose means I have been rewatching S8 for FIVE YEARS and just now finished 8x09, which is so early into S8 that Sam is still having gaussian-blurred, hyper saturated flashbacks of life with Amelia and the Men of Letters and the bunker aren’t even a thing yet.

I’ve been trying to get to 8x09 for months now, and I know this because I have this distinct memory of want to continue S8 very badly but also realizing, shit, wait, obviously I need to make room for 14x20 first. And ever since I’ve gotten these flashes of deep, keening longing for Sam and Dean at prompted and unprompted moments that I’ve never been able to capitalize on.

I’m supposed to be working, but it’s the random Friday in between the Fourth of July and the weekend, and I’m sick, so I was just like fuck it what do I care, time for leftover corn and 8x09 gdi.

I hate the feeling of being un-fluent in SPN and not feeling like I have it in me, within easy reach at all times, if that makes sense. But if it has to be that way, I will also say that coming home to it after a spell of absence is a wonderful feeling as well. <333333

8x09 is the episode where we find out that Benny’s been working as a fry cook in Louisiana at his great granddaughter’s gumbo shack and that Sam sicced Martin (from 5x11) on Benny and good lord, the whole thing is just so fantastic.

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The Egg and the Ostrich
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I probably at this point have months of update to write down in this journal, but last night's dream requires an immediate post:

I dreamed that during the S14 finale, some strange God- and/or curse-related thing made Dean think he was an egg. Like, he was a normal human body still, but he thought he was an egg. In SPNverse, eggs apparently had consciousness at all, but it was very...egg.

But it turned out this was fine, because Sam was actually, already, had always been an ostrich.

And that's literally how the season ended. No cliffhanger, no breaking the curse. Just, "Oh, Sam's an ostrich so this is fine!" XDDDD

I don't even have a favorite part of this. The whole thing.
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I really don't spend that much time considering the bold-faced attractiveness of Sam or Dean, but this gif is extremely attractive and I've watched it circuit through a good number of times this morning and I thought you all would enjoy it, too. XDD

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Just one of those moments where you're idly skimming through your usually-fairly-boring Tumblr feed and suddenly God is shouting at you:

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Because I definitely heard that line in Chuck's voice. I feel like when people say they're shook they don't really mean it but wowzers, I got shook. "Shocked out of my automatism" indeed!

I mean, they only have one more season to redeem bugs. Go bug or go home???
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The S15 episode where there's a Biblical plague but Sister Jo's in charge:

Rec: "As a Teacher of Gothic Lit, I Should Have Known Better Than to Move into a Haunted House"
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A friend/colleague of mine recently published a creative nonfiction piece that I finally got a chance to sit down and read, and even though only an excerpt is available online (and I've only read said excerpt so far), I adored it, and I think some of you would really enjoy it, too, so I wanted to give it a rec.

It's about life in her haunted house in rural Ohio, which burned to the ground a while back. They've recently finished repairs and returned to it with their new child, so hopefully all ghosts and portents have been laid to rest. <3 But if you enjoy the gothic mode, haunted houses, and gorgeously written, spectral Americana, I think you'll enjoy this piece as much as I did.

Here's an excerpt of the excerpt, to tantalize:

On Halloween, newly pregnant for the second time in two months, I stood on the front porch, wrangling the dog in his crocodile costume while a parade of Disney princesses and Power Rangers held out pillowcases and plastic pumpkins like Catholics awaiting Communion wafers. A six-year-old witch gazed up admiringly at the turret while I fumbled for a fun-size Snickers. “I like your house,” she said. “It reminds me of one of those fairy tale castles.”

“Me, too,” I agreed. I decided that when—or if, as I would continue to say for months to come—this baby arrived, the turret room would eventually become theirs, because what child would not love a fantasy of fortification, even if the kingdom was a shabby corner lot?

Of course, fairy tale castles nearly always conceal some species of darkness, often relating to the imprisonment and abuse of women. As I cleaned and painted in preparation for the possibility of not-Eclipse Baby, I waited for our house to reveal its obscured horrors—panicking, for instance, when I discovered a tuft of brown hair poking from a crack in a closet wall, convinced that the people who had rented the house before it was abandoned to vacancy (Russian drug dealers, we learned from a neighbor) had buried a body there. This was before I learned that Victorians often insulated their homes with horsehair. So it wasn’t haunted, then—at least, not in the way I might have imagined.

Still, hauntings happened—not those of the paranormal variety, but those that were, to the contrary, entirely ordinary: the kind sociologist Avery Gordon defines as “those singular yet repetitive instances when home becomes unfamiliar.” Haunting, Gordon writes, “alters the experience of being in time” as we come to realize that “what’s been concealed is very much alive and present.” In other words, we live amid palimpsests, the past only overwritten but never erased.

And the past indeed appeared in unlikely places, creeping out of corners and closet walls. We received mail for long-gone occupants. The doorframe of the nursery charted the heights of other people’s children.

“All houses wherein men have lived and died,” wrote Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “are haunted houses.”
-- As a Teacher of Gothic Lit, I Should Have Known Better Than to Move into a Haunted House by Emily Waples

15x01 "The Reincarnation of Benjamin Breeg"
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One day I was as you are
One day you will be as I am

This afternoon finchandsparrow and I met up at a nature preserve and had a lovely, tick-filled tromp around the woods, wetlands, and fields! At one point, the preserve even abutted a cemetery, where we saw an interesting headstone.

But OMG, finchandsparrow, I'M AN IDIOT. You know how I was like, "oh wow, I wonder what that's supposed to mean. All I can think about is zombies?" I did not realize until just now that speaker of the phrase on the headstone was meant to be the person buried, even though, duh!!! Of course it is!!

For some reason I imagined the speaker was the person who had bought the headstone and had it engraved, and that it was a message to the person buried there. Which, in retrospect, I HAVE NO IDEA WHY.

But now I want a story about some weird town where it's long been common practice to use headstones as opportunities for elegy--messages to the dead. Usually, they're just updates about the family, or the world, so the dead person can keep up to date. Sometimes, if the person was afraid to die, they're assurances--like the headstone above.

Because, see, in this town, the dead have a habit of rising.

PERSONALLY, I THINK IT'D BE HILARIOUS if 15x01 took place in a town where everyone is pretty used to the dead-rising thing, but baffled by the fact that ghosts and monsters exist, because wait, that's not how this supposed to happen.

"Yeah, sure, because what happens here normally is totally normal."

It'd be an opportunity to 1) forestall diving straight into the God Apocalypse problem while still thematizing it in the premiere, 2) justify a MotW when the GOD APOCALYPSE just started, 3) include lingering thoughts/a convo about Mary--her being dead-dead and not coming back (and what about Jack?), but also about whether things might have been different if S12 hadn't come as such a shock to her, and she'd had forewarning. They could skirt around conversations about grieving practices, and maybe even figure out what's up with the apparently very normal dead-rising in town and how all that came about.

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This is such a weird list. There are so many shows you'd think would be on this list as popular TV but aren't, and so many shows I've never even heard of. And ALL the Chicagos are on here? Really?

And just because this makes it look like I don't watch any TV when I actually watch too much TV, here are the things I've watched multiple seasons of in the last 6 months:

- Last Week Tonight
- Patriot Act
- Project Runway
- America's Next Top Model
- Kim's Convenience
- Law and Order: SVU, ad infinitum, over and over again, probably forever

You never know how much TV you watch until you fill this out.
Copy it, remove my hearts and put one heart by the shows you have watched more than 10 episodes of, and two hearts if you’ve watched all seasons/episodes!

600 pound life:
13 Reasons Why: ❤️❤️
A million little things:
American Horror Story:
Bates Motel:
Blue Bloods:
Breaking Bad: ❤️❤️
Chicago Fire:
Chicago Med:
Chicago P.D.:
Criminal Minds:
Dr. Pimple Popper:
Family Guy:
Fuller House:
Game of Thrones:
Gossip Girl:
Good Girls:
Ghost Adventures:
Grey's Anatomy:
Gilmore Girls:
Hart of Dixie:
Hawaii 5-0:
House of Cards
House: ❤️❤️
How I Met Your Mother:
I Zombie:
It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia:
Jane the Virgin:
Law & Order SVU: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Making A Murderer:
NCIS New Orleans:
NCIS Los Angeles:
New Girl:
Once Upon a Time:
One Tree Hill:
Orange is the New Black: ❤️
Parks and Recreation: ❤️
Pretty Little Liars:
Rick and Morty:
Prison Break:
Santa Clarita Diet:
Secret Life of an American Teenager:
Sons of Anarchy:
Stranger Things:
Station 19:
Supernatural: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Teen Mom:
That 70’s Show:
The 100:
The Tudors:
The Big Bang Theory:
The Resident:
This is US:
Vampire Diaries: ❤️
The Originals:

Last night I had a dream I had a baby, but in a five-hour span (that happened to coincide with a wedding?) she went from being newborn to being thirteen. When I realized what was happening I got really sad, because I was like, IS THIS SOME FREAK GENETIC THING. IS BABY GOING TO DIE A FEW DAYS FROM NOW AT AGE 100? :(

But even in dream world, dream!me still had a definable moment in the dream where I was like, "Man, this isn't at all how 7x13 went down."

Birthday Rewatch: 1x14 "Nightmare"
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I love this episode. <3 I know I say that about like every episode, but I especially love this one. I've never, in a decade of this show, been quite able to buy wholeheartedly into the psychic children thing, because it's the first thing Show introduced that dramatically shifted the terms of its universe. Like, I legit to this day have trouble making the leap from 'this is a world where ghosts exist' to 'we are seriously going to follow a series of psychic visions around the country that are in some way related to a demon that puts women on ceilings.' Whereas once the terms of the universe are such that they can accommodate multiple Apocalypses it's like, you can get to Heaven by accosting a drunk angel near a sandbox? All right, I'm picking up what you're putting down. Go on, go on. But anyway.

This is a bratfarrar Rembrandt shot:

This episode also starred this bizarre contraption, a piece of technology as arcane and little-seen as Sam's camcorder:

IT HAS SUCH A LARGE, HIGH-QUALITY SCREEN! Let's recall here that we're still in the flip phone era at best, and the TV in their motel room had CRTs. Whatever it is, Dean used it to discern there was no demonic activity in the house, so I'm guessing it was acquired after the great airplane demon fiasco, so apparently at the time it was worth the investment/worth stealing/worth stealing parts for. Dean said it was an infra-red something something, so I'm kind of curious as to what that has to do with being able to determine the presence of demons. Do demons have a different temperature than humans? Do they leave temperature residues? Or was Dean just talking about ghosts and demons in the same breath and the ghosts required the infra-red scanner (better accuracy than EMF?) and for demons it was just like, welp, no piles of sulfur here.

Also, this episode took place in Saginaw, Michigan, and the set design was perfect. See this window??? THESE ARE THE EXACT WINDOWS IN EVERY HOUSE I'VE EVER LIVED IN IN MICHIGAN. They're not Michigan-only windows, obviously, but I 100% believe these rickety 100-year old windows could behead a man.

It's funny, because Dean asks the stepmother if she's ever had any trouble with the house--cold spots, flickering lights, weird noises, and the like. This lady has the gall to say oh no, everything's been perfect, but let me tell you that every single one of the houses I've lived in Michigan has had all of these things. The ghost that lived in my house previous to this one exploded batteries and shorted circuits before it moved on to shattering glass. :/

Unrelated but sort of related, when we were showing the house for our crappy landlord, part of the tour was going down to the basement to see the weird gigantic painted portraits of clowns mounted in the backrooms of the basement. One of the people who came to see the house expressed their disappointment that there were no locks on the interior doors of the rooms down there.


Anyway, back to the episode. I thought it was so lovely that it was clearly very cold in the episode, in spring in Michigan, because they needed the exhaust to be visible for visual effect when the dad gets killed in his car. But it's not too cold, because instead of wearing a jacket Dean is wearing, no joke, like four shirts. Four. I'd make fun of him for this, but I know exactly what temperature four-shirt weather is, vs. jacket weather. XD

BUT they also must have had the heat blasting in their motel room, because when they're loading the car up at the end of the episode, they're both in single layers! Even though it's nighttime and definitely still cold outside. I love the idea of them just being like lol, we're not paying for the heat so blaze it.

But you know what the best thing about this motel room is? The sinks.

I don't remember which sink spurred this comment, but I remember saying at some point that I wanted a whole blog just dedicated to SPN's sinks. The joy I feel when looking at this double sink action here really affirms that for me. This isn't even an implausible sink situation. I've definitely had motel rooms with this sink setup, and not even in like, large suite-like rooms where it would make more sense. This motel room they have is so small there's like two feet in between the end of the beds and the dressers and still whoever built it was like you know what this motel room needs? More sinks.

infamati et obliterati: 6x19
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I've been thinking about this since I went to bed last night, but man, when everyone went to go apprehend Little Ryan after killing Eve, Castiel flew everyone to Uncle Joe's house, 15 miles outside of town.

But then Castiel abandoned them there to meet up with Crowley and, presumably, fix Grants Pass, OR such that no one remembered that the population had been significantly higher mere days before.

Given Sam and Bobby's suspicions at the end of the episode, it doesn't seem like Castiel ever went back for them, nor does it seem like they really would have waited around for him at Uncle Joe's house. So, after cleaning up shop and disposing of the bodies, did they find the keys and take Uncle Joe's car back to town?

Did anyone see them drive up and fleetingly think it was weird to see them, because isn't that Joe's Subaru? Joe from the bike shop? But then they go about their morning business and bury their confusion under post office runs and bills paid and that Church meeting, the one about Easter services and everyone thought was either scheduled too soon or too late but no one thought should have been today.

They're at the diner, though, when the entire Easter committee shows up, even though the tables there aren't big enough and Cheryl can't even eat gluten.

They keep looking at the walls, the waitstaff. Exactly the way Cheryl keeps looking at everything, honestly, the way she does when she wants to interior design something. Or when Jim rejects her plan for Easter decorations in the Social Hall and she doesn't think it's right.

They are not interior designers.

But then, neither is Cheryl.

Two specials, dry toast and a poached egg. The world's longest nurse of a single black coffee. The entire committee gets fed and out the door before they do.

"Joe ride in today?" Jim asks them, on the way out the door. So he'd noticed it, too--the strangers, Joe's car. He mimes a bike rider, hunched shoulders, steering like a madman. He looks like the big goon that he is. He looks like he's never ridden a bike.

(And Sam and Dean, because they'd stripped this guy's house of blood and violence, because they'd burned Joe's body and washed up in his bathroom and stolen his car, knew exactly what he was talking about.)

"Yeah," says the first one. "Had us bring the car around for him." Then he takes a sip of his coffee, as though it hadn't been stone cold for an hour already.

"Because of the rain later," says the second one.

The third, who'd eaten some of his toast but all of his egg, just raises his eyebrows, as though affronted that some stranger is disturbing their breakfast. And he's right, in the end, so off they go.

The keys are in the ignition of Joe's Subaru.

"This is nice," says Cheryl, squeezing past an old black car, too wide and too long for the space. "This Henry's T-Bird he was talking about? I thought he said it was blue."

Before they step across the street back to church, Jim and Cheryl both look up at the sky, watching for the rain.