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I live-streamed at 3am (well I missed the first 20 minutes as I hadn't set an alarm and was taking pot luck as to whether I'd watch it live or not) but yeah, I was there for the ride. Insta-ish reaction after having watched the whole thing through at 8:30 this morning with two fellow JIB attendees I've just met - it was an emotional roller coaster ride.( Read more... )

Three Not So Wise Monkeys

Kikazaru

He hadn’t listened.

Cain had warned him, the Blade came with a burden, but Dean had closed his ears because – he was doing what he had to do. There was no choice, was there? He was born to be - had been bred to be - a weapon. Daddy’s attack soldier, a blunt instrument. Why worry if that were to become literal?

What difference did it make?

Now he knew.

The Blade burned him from the inside out. It scoured away his conscience, his moral compass, his humanity.

But worse. It abraded his vast and shining love for Sam.

And it hurt.

Mizaru

Sam was fading. In the face of Dean’s erosion, Sam was an ineffectual shade, without substance or influence. He was a shadow, lost in the growing darkness that was Dean.

He groped for some of his old fire, but the embers were cold, extinguished by angel flames and deception. Where once he’d gripped so tight, now his fingers closed on nothing, and even that was slipping from his grasp.

The weight of his options bowed his shoulders. Castiel had no solutions to offer, caught up in yet another angel war.

All Sam could do was bear witness.

And it hurt.

Iwazaru

Cain embraced the silence left by the absence of the Mark. In his newfound peace, there was no need for words; the quiet was broken only by the sounds of his industrious bees, the apple blossom opening, the rustle of the breeze in the leaves of the mulberry by the back gate.

He sat with his back pressed against the rough bark logs of his cabin and closed his eyes, allowing the lazy sun to warm his skin. He breathed deep of lavender scented air.

Unburdened, he had looked on his creation and it was good.

Nothing hurt any more.

A/N
Kikazaru – hear no evil
Mizaru – see no evil
Iwazaru – speak no evil

Well.

I'm not sure what to make of that. I'm left sitting in a vague miasma of discontent.

I'm coming to the conclusion that whatever the writers and Carver had/have in mind for this season is just not going to give me what I want.

I mean - Abaddon is gone already, when for me that should have been the big finale. There is one excellent villain, wasted (in every sense). All that potential dissolved in a few seconds of awkward facial grimaces from Jensen which made me feel a bit squirmy-embarrassed rather than excited. I suppose it should have been telling me something when in the first 15 minutes I was thinking about how lovely the cinematography was rather than being gripped by any of the action. Was I supposed to laugh when there was all that build up with the grey sweater-vested idjit angel and then 'he' walked through the door and it was Cas? Because that's what happened - I just let out a big guffaw.

Thankfully Gavin's Scottish accent got a little bit better in the later scenes, which was a relief, though his hair was a bit distracting - speaking of which, so was Sam's with his 1960s sweeping curls either side.

Plot-wise - feck. It took an AGE to get us to anything of note, and Dean's whole Pokipsey(sic -no idea how to spell that and feeling too dispirited to look it up) thing, with the I'm not going to tell Sam and instead I'll send him down to the basement while I make some very weird faces at Abaddon, didn't really make any sense to me. After last week's debacle, I suppose I just craved a Winchester-heavy episode and what they gave me was frustratingly Winchester-lite. And seems to be setting up the last two episodes to be all about fecking Metatron and the turning of Gadreel which I'm just not invested in at all. Maybe I could have been but they haven't given me enough about Gadreel to (excuse the pun) reel me in to his story. I'm not feeling anything for Castiel these days, and the angel wars are, quite frankly, boring me.

Way to take the SUPER out of Supernatural, show.

Crikey, I could go on, but this could rapidly degenerate into a rant and I honestly don't have the energy!

Apologies for the negativity but I wanted so much MORE than the show is giving me at the moment. Thank goodness for fanfic and fanart, that's all. Right, I'm off to get my breakfast and organise my fannish activities for the day. Wallowing shamelessly in some porn and drawing some Sam and Dean in regency costumes sounds like a good way to rise above the malaise that is Show at the moment.

First viewing, 6am...

Point one - as a monster of the week with Jody Mills kicking ass while being compassionate, I enjoyed it.
Point two - I was frustrated this didn't give us much else - at this stage of the season, I want fecking story arc, thanks very much.
Point three - maybe it did give us something, but if that is what it was supposed to be then it was a big hammer to crack a nut. Family you'd do anything for, clinging onto a past that has gone, forcing someone to fill a role they didn't have a choice about...Dean the cold hearted monster killer. Is that what it was?
Point four - geeze AMB. Maybe the writers and the show actually think they are here to entertain me with a little bit of fantasy horror every week after which I will go back to my day job and forget about it. But I, being a frigging nutcase, am obsessed and so it's my own fault for wanting more/reading more into it.

So - a B minus I guess. I have cravings, guys and I don't think Show is going to satiate me. Fanfic-land, here I come.

Not every lock has a key
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E/O Drabble Challenge: word count 100
Challenge word: key
Warnings: Season 9 angst
Summary: Coda to Captives. Dean’s point of view.
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Dean listens Sam’s door shutting with a finality that speaks of deadbolts and barriers, all locked up so tight Dean doesn’t know if he’ll ever find the right key. When Kevin told them to sort themselves out, Dean had felt a moment of hope. Then he’d turned to find Sam had already gone.

What was more chilling? That Sam left without a word, or that Dean hadn’t felt him go?

There was a time when Dean had felt every breath Sam took as if it was his own.

Now all Dean feels is fear.

So he locks that down too.

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The Heart is a Prison
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E/O Drabble Challenge: word count 100
Challenge word: key
Warnings: Season 9 angst
Summary: Coda to Captives – Sam’s point of view.
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Sam shuts his door. The keyless lock has no meaning other than a means of separating Sam from Dean. When Sam was a kid, he’d have loved his own space, true privacy, the means to shut out the world around him.

Now Sam isn’t so sure it’s a good thing.

He and Dean were used to living in one box or another – be it the metal and leather of the Impala, or the quirky no-tell-motel rooms – always together, no respite.

Even when they weren’t talking, communication was a river running through them both. Inescapable.

This loneliness might end them both.

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Thought I'd stick up a few of my more recent drabbles (apologies to folks who read 'em over on stoopid FF.net). The second two are spoilery for season 9.

Dialect of Dean
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