I'll have to look for the link.
Yes, please ::grabby hands::
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I'll have to look for the link.
Yes, please ::grabby hands::
I can't find it! Maybe Plei or Perkins or Bev knows.
I can dwell in Dean as Sam's brother forever. Those years seem impossible for me, so I love reading about them.
A GED and a go get 'em attitude. That's our boy.
I think of him as unhealthily primarily obsessed with Sam that whole time, so for fic to reflect it...what have I tagged recently?
Sam and Dean in detention, by apocalypsos was just read today. This one's cute and John-centric, but all about the boys.
I've tagged precious little of the stuff. My main consumption of it was before I started tagging.
Just read the John-centric one and this line made me guffaw. The principal when talking to John thinking:
Good Lord, it's genetic.
Adorable.
Holy crap, the notes in the detention one! Bwah! That's the kind of stuff I absolutely melt over.
And the champion for season 3?
Sam: Yeah, because I've been following you around my entire life. I mean, I've been looking up to you since I was four, Dean. Studying you, trying to be just like my big brother.So, yeah, I know you. Better than anyone else in the entire world. And this is exactly how you act when you're terrified. And, I mean, I can't blame you. It's just...
Dean: What?
Sam: It's just, I wish you would drop the show and be my brother again, 'cause... just 'cause.
by 10 votes to 1.
So far we have 1 John quote, 1 Dean quote, and 1 Sam quote. Who'd'a thunk it?
Perhaps we'll end up with Bobby & Castiel quotes for S4 & S5.
Aw, I like that kind of symmetry.
Season 4, Round 1, Bracket #1/4:
Castiel: I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.
vs
Sam: I'm infected with demon blood. You've been to Hell.*****************
Ruby: This body is 100% socially conscious. I recycle. Al Gore would be proud.
vs
Castiel: You should show me some respect. I dragged you out of hell. I can throw you back in.*****************
Chuck: I am the prophet Chuck!
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Dean: Sam loves research. He does. He keeps it under his mattress, right next to his KY. It's a sickness, it is.*****************
Chuck: Well there is only one explanation. Obviously I'm a God. A cruel, cruel capricious god.
vs
Alastair: Don't you recognize me? Oh, I forgot -- I'm wearing a pediatrician.Season 4, Round 1, Bracket #2/4:
Dean: On November 2nd 1983, don't get out of bed. No matter what you hear, or what you see. Promise me you won't get out of bed.
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Dean: There's been a misunderstanding. I think, uh, I've been had.*****************
Bobby: Solid iron. Completely coated in salt. One hundred percent ghost-proof.
Sam: You built a panic room?
Bobby: (defensively) I had a weekend off.
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Dean: The whistle makes me their god.*****************
Dean: Y'know, I finally get why you and Dad butted heads so much. You two are practically the same person. I mean, I worshiped the guy, I dressed like him, I acted like him. I listened to the same music. But you are more like him than I will ever be. And I see that now.
Sam: I'll take that as a compliment.
Dean: You take it any way you want.
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Dean: "Sam turned his back on Dean. His face brooding and pensive." I mean, I don't know how this guy is doing it but this guy is doing it. I can't see your face but those are definitely your pensive and brooding shoulders... You just thought I was a dick.*****************
Young Mary Winchester: I want a family. I wanna be safe. You know the worst thing I can think of, the very worst thing, is for my children to be raised into this like I was.
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Dean: Us? Right. And that Sam, that is exactly why our lives suck. I mean, come on, we hunt monsters! What the hell?! I mean, normal people, they see a monster, and they run. But not us, no, no, no, we -- we search out things that want to kill us. Yeah? Huh? Or eat us! You know who does that? Crazy people! We...are insane! You know, and then there's the bad diner food and then the skeevy motel rooms and then the truck-stop waitress with the bizarre rash. I mean, who wants this life, Sam? Huh? Seriously? Do you actually like being stuck in a car with me eight hours a day, every single day? I don't think so! I mean, I drive too fast. And I listen to the same five albums over and over and over again, a-and I sing along. I'm annoying, I know that. And you --you're gassy! You eat half a burrito, and you get toxic! I mean, you know what? You can forget it.