Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls, Season 1/ Episode 11 ("Paris is Burning")

What happens in this episode: Rory starts getting used to Max. Lorelai goes to parents' day at Chilton and has A Talk with Max about their relationship and then they make out in a classroom and Paris sees them. Rory eats interesting school lunches. Two people sincerely apologize for being shitty. Lorelai and Max take a break. Sookie asks Jackson out on a date for the first time. PUPPIES AND NO DEAN.

Paul Anka chilling down there on the right. Poor baby waited another 5 years for the Gilmores to rescue him.

D'AWWWWWWWW. LG: "How many times did dean call tonight? RG: Not many...3...5." Lorelai:

Can't wait to suffer through her response that time Dean calls Rory FOURTEEN times in one night. Cmon Forrester, beat your own record. Lorelai's rooting for you.

Same, Emily.

Hearing things like this practically every day of their life definitely doesn't affect a person's psyche. The Gilmores buried this under a layer of pop culture references: Paris' parents are divorcing because her dad was caught with a prostitute.

What does Rory have against Baby Spice, specifically? Not the entire group. Just Baby Spice?

Paris sees Max and Lorelai swapping spit in a classroom. She proceeds to spread the hot goss all over school.

Chilton lunch is like fucking Thanksgiving. Restaurant-quality chicken, peas, macaroni and cheese, jello, coleslaw, and a literal glass of milk (not a carton, but an actual glass), served on china, with real silverware. And she hasn't eaten a bite. If you're not from the US, this is not a typical American school lunch, at least not in any public school anywhere. This is Emily and Richard's tuition money hard at work.

That lunch is pretty fancy, considering there was another episode where they served her two empty pieces of white bread for lunch.

I'm eager to get over this "Mean Girl Paris" hump and into "Paris Would Die For Rory" territory but sadly I know that's a long way off.

A fresh but less fancy, less filling Chilton lunch. I can't even determine what's supposed to be in that little bowl.

Not for another three years she won't. Just be patient Paris. Max tells Lorelai that he was admonished by Headmaster Charleston for making out with a parent in a classroom and the word "probation" was tossed around but ultimately he suffered no consequences (but Rory gets punished for being late for a test one time, lol) At the end of the episode, Lorelai and Max decide to take a break. The Good: PUPPIES! No Dean and minimal Tristan. Two sincere apologies for hurtful behavior. The drama was light and breezy. The Meh: Max Medina. Lorelai makes an insensitive comment to Sookie, but she does sincerely apoogize. Paris was a mean girl to Rory when deep down her heart beats for her, so she also eventually apologizes for hurting Rory and Max. The Bad: Dean calls Rory five times a night, and of course Lorelai thinks that's just adorable. Paul Anka looking sad in a cage. The New: Sookie asks Jackson on a date. The Confusing: Rory hates Baby Spice for some reason.

The Promise... Part 3!!!

Title: The Promise Summary: You have spent the last few days with the guys when cas collapses at the door to the bunker. Author: sinistersaltqueen Characters: Dean, Sam, Castiel, Reader, Reader’s family mentioned Word count: 1294 Warnings: (mildish idk its not awful, but its there) smut, violence, Language                      

Pairings: Reader x Dean, Destiel is mentioned because i hate myself. Author’s Notes: Oh my gosh guys. I cant believe im writing a part 3!!! Im sorry, but i kinda messed with the plot and hinted at destiel but it isnt. Dont hate me please

Part 1 

Part 2

You watch Cas hit the floor. At the same second, Sam and Dean rush over to him. You grab a knife off the table and run over to the door Before you can reach the door, a group of three vampires run in Sam and Dean run to grab weapons when you rush up. Holding the knife, you take the first off guard, slicing it’s throat. The second grabs your other arm, pulling you close. It goes to bite you, but you reach around it’s back and drive the knife in. Pulling it towards you. The third tries to grab you, but Dean gets there in time, and wielding a machete, cuts the head off of it. Sam does the same for the other two. Dean pulls out a lighter, flips it open, and drops it on the three of them. “Shit man.” Dean gasps. “Y/N. I’m so sorry. Normally we’d have the weapons we need on us. The bunker is basically everything proof. They must have attacked Cas on his way in, and then followed him when he came in.” Sam explained “Looks like you held your own Y/N. Where’d you learn to fight like that” Dean asked. “Combination of the books, and a shitty family I suppose.” You say softly. Preoccupied with the burning corpses in their living room, they barely register what you say. You kneel down next to Castiel and check for a pulse. You feel a steady rhythm. The constant beating is comforting. Dean sets down a glass of water by you. “He okay?” He asks “I think so…” you remark. You aren’t so sure. You don’t know anything about how an angels heart should sound. This sounds human. Is it supposed to? Does an angel have a heartbeat? Are you just hearing your own? You’re pumping with adrenaline after the vamp attack. You barely know what a heartbeat is. Dean seems really worried about him… Cas slowly pries open his eyes. His breathing is labored, but he will be okay. “Hey Cas. this is Y/N. She’s staying with us for a while.” Sam tells him from across the room. He is leaning against a wall. His body is stiff. He’s tense. Him and Dean look at each other, nod, and join each other in the other room. You wish they would stop doing that. That silent communication thing is getting old. Cas looks up at you. “Hey cutie” you whisper. Cas looks up at you. Confused he says “that’s what dean calls me. You’re not dean. You giggle “Who are you” he asks quietly “I’m Y/N. Sam and Dean kinda saved me? It’s a long story. I’m sure they will explain it later. All that matters right now, is that you’re okay” “I like you” Cas says. It’s clear that he is still a bit out of it. Dean trudges I’m slowly. Dean grunts as he throws castiel over his shoulder. Although it looks effortless, he seems pained by the action of having to carry his friend. Dean moves him to what I can only assume is Cas’ room. A few minutes later Dean walls back in. You are still sitting in the same place. You haven’t moved since it sat next to Cas after the fight. “Don’t make me carry you like that too.” He laughs. “Hey… are you okay Y/N?” You look at him. Something inside of you flipped when you killed that first vamp. You’d gotten in a fight before, but this was something else. He was dead… You start crying. You bury your face in Deans chest he wraps his warm arms around you. “Cmon cutie” he says, picking you up, your arms wrapped around his neck, one of his arms under your legs, the other behind your back. “I thought you only called Cas that..” you whisper. Dean mumbles something under his breath angrily and you just giggle. “Sorry….” you whisper sadly. Dean quietly carries you back to your bed. He plops you down on the covers and starts to walk away. You don’t move. He gets to the door when you barely make out the words “wait-“ He turns around and makes his way back to you. He sits between you and the edge of the bed, putting one hand on your side. You struggle to sit up. It felt like your body weighed a million pounds, but you needed to be close to him. You whisper one word. “Stay…” “Okay Y/N/N… I’m here” You reach out one arm and try to pull him towards you. He lays down next to you willingly. You curl up against him and breathe in the smell of his old t shirt. “This is where you felt most comfortable. In the arms of someone you’ve known for less than 3 days. How sad is that.” You think to yourself. He puts an arm around you and breathes in deeply. “You smell pretty good for someone who just killed a vamp” you both lightly chuckle. He lifts himself to where he is barely above you. He uses his pointer finger to carefully lift your chin to the same level as his. His lips graze yours. They are softer than you expected. It’s like kissing a pillow. He falls back next to you, and whispers “sorry. I couldn’t help myself…” Suddenly it’s like you have regained all of your strength. A rush comes over you. You climb over him, kneeling over his chest, and look at his face. He breathes heavily. His emerald eyes have a primal desire hidden within. You bite your lip. Before you can even think Dean grabs your head and has engulfed you in the most passionate kiss you have ever experienced The excess adrenaline from the fight kicks in and you start to make your way down his neck. You both sit up, you kneeling on the bed over his lap. He pulls his shirt over his head and starts to unbutton the flannel you were wearing. After realizing there are a ton more just like it, he rips the shirt off the rest of the way. He flips you onto your back and starts kissing his way from your neck down to your chest, then to your bellybutton. He uses his teeth to pull down the lacy thong you were wearing. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” he asks. You nod desperately. This is exactly what you needed to get your mind off of everything, a winchester in your pants. ~ You lay next to dean, his arm under your neck Both of you breathing heavily This could make things in the bunker a bit awkward “Shit” dean whispers “What??? Was I bad. Oh my god I’m so sorry. I knew I-“ you panic “No, cutie, it’s okay.” Dean stops you, “Sammy just may or may not have a crush on you” “SHUT UP” you yell back at him. Dean chuckles and squeezes you tight “It’s okay. I got dibs” he winks. “You guys are such kids” you laugh. You both stand up, Dean putting his pants back on, you, throwing on an old curtain that you quickly made into a simple dress. Dean is pulling his jacket back on when Sam walks in the room. You see Sams expression go from ‘I have something important to say’ to ‘what the fuck did I just walk in on’ “Dean. The vamp nest a few towns over is back. Get dressed. Let’s go.” He says. He seems upset. You didn’t know he liked you. Hell, you’ve known the both of them for just a few days. Dean turns to you, you jump up and hug him tightly He grabs you and kisses you. “I’ll be back soon” he whispers. And he’s gone.

Part 4

SPN 5X18 Point of No Return

huh oh

ahaha zach got fired

the end of the world probably felt like it then tbh

he's taking this SO well you guys

MY BOSS AHAHA

OH MY GOD IT'S THE FUCKING GIF

boy this really went to show how little angels care about humanity huh

those men are so fucking DEAD

this...this does kinda read like a suicide actually

this is INCREDIBLY fucked what the hell

...JAKE ABEL?

IS ADAM IN THIS ONE? WHAT?

boy you really thought that would work

they do have nothing

ah he's wearing blue

and not the jacket hm

CAS

THIS IS AN INTERVENTION DEAN

"you're not my father" DEAN THAT'S NOT GONNA MAKE THEM STOP IT'S GONNA MAKE IT WORSE

Bobby is in DARK places too jeez

boy this is awkward

ya I see the Sastiel now

oh my god it's a callback to lazarus rising

KNIFE FLIP

I went back to look at knife flip

boy he's GOOD AT FIGHTING

god I hope they didn't actually bury him too

ADAM?

Rib sigils! now ur one of the siblings!

oh my god he doesn't remember

boy this must be a fun sell

ah yes you get the family outfit of FLANNEL

aHA DEAN TRIES TO BE THE COOL BIG BROTHER

ah he counts too

"maybe they wrongly assumed Dean would be able to withstand them" "bite me" AHAHAH

"uh cuz they're angels"

AHAHA DEAN AND ADAM ARE LITTLE SHITS

Dean's funny when he's fucking Losing it

sarcastic lil shit

ah hold the mom hostage

DEAN HALF SMILES AGAIN

they're all like "yeah that tracks"

SAM GETS TO BE THE ASSHOLE BIG BROTHER IM CACKLING

so he was INCREDIBLY absent for Adam too! yay!

john winchester I FUCKING HATE YOU

"last person who looked at me like that..I got laid" WHAT THE FUCK WAS THE INTENT HERE

WAS IT A JOKE? I DON'T UNDERSTAND

"I don't believe in you" ah jEESUS

"you're angry and self-righteous" and you hate yourself! opposite problems!

Bobby is...trying...so hard

oh my GOD DEAN

DEAN THAT WAS R U D E

he really doesn't wanna be helped huh

"then cuff him to your chair" ahaha

ah zach got to him uh oh

"erotically codependent" WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK THAT WAS Y O U R FAULT

THE END IS NEAR

AHAHA CAS IS PISSED

I...I don't understand

what the intent was

OH MY GOD DEAN LOOKS SO FUCKED

"what happened to him" "me" AHAHAH

IT'S THE SET! FROM SEASON 4!!

ah Adam was simply the bait

~Illegitimate half brother of the one we care about~ oh my god Zach

yeah angels are dicks welcome to the club adam

just...cough up blood...just..

dammit zach

"don't piss off the nerd angels" I feel like you enjoyed that

no they're right this is a godawful idea

distrust of ur kid vs faith in ur parent

I really hate this metaphor it works so well

THE STRUT WITH THE TRENCHCOAT

"I don't have the same faith in you that sam does" oh my god the prolonged eye contact

Cas you are JUST As bad

knifeflipknifeflipknifeflip

JESUS FUCK HE SIGILED HIMSELF

Castiel you fucking moron

aw Adam

big bro Dean!

your hemmoraging brothers

no you see he's stubborn

...does he do it

there's...is that it?

there has to be a plan

smirk?

smirk??

HE GOT HIM!

oh I love the smoking wings I do love that

nOO OH COME ON NOT ADAM! NOT AGAIN

I JUST WANT THEM TO BE A SQUAD I'M SO SAD

"but we'll get them" that's nice

"the damndest thing changed my mind" seriously

the metaphor

aw "don't wanna let you down"

this ... yeah this reads like a parent letting their kid go speech

i hate this metaphor

hey! he's back!

aw Sam's so happy

ok

1. once you read the thing as "Dean is Sam's parent and Sam is Dean's kid"...everything about their dynamic makes...an uncomfortable amount of sense. Like pile in a bit of sibling, but it's mostly that unhealthiness there

2. cas and dean are...I...There's ways to interpret it, sure, but .... like cmon some of that stuff is just so fucking blatant

3. God I want Adam to come in and have them be a squad. I think it would be SO funny

4. Angel death is still cool

5. I love Cas

6. Bobby I am so sorry your kids are traumatized little shits

7. Saying yes to Michael playing out as kinda a suicide metaphor is...really kinda messed up, right? I'm not the only one that thinks that?