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Favorite character: Sam

Least Favorite character: mmmm Lucifer

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): Sam/Gabriel/Rowena, Sam/Castiel, Sam/Eileen, Claire/Kaia, Sam/Mick Davies

Character I find most attractive: n/a

Character I would marry: n/a

Character I would be best friends with: probably one of jody’s girls, maybe alex.

a random thought: never cgi flying. never again. please.

An unpopular opinion: the show is HUGELY disrespectful with characters and creatures from closed cultures/religions

My Canon OTP: I think Sam/Eileen counts as canon? or at least it was canon for a while?

My Non-canon OTP: Sam/Gabriel/Rowena or Sam/Castiel

Most Badass Character: Sam

Most Epic Villain: I kinda feel like Ruby was the only good villain

Pairing I am not a fan of: Dean/Castiel (I know! I know! but i just. its OKAY but its not the best)

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): ohhh okay gonna list a lot for this one actually. 1) Every woman in the show. jfc all the women get fridged or are villains. 2) They didn’t have to make Dean so misogynistic/homophobic/transphobic/the epitome toxic masculinity. he could have been a really great character but they just kind of. made him one dimensional in the worst way. 3) the main trio (Sam, Dean, and Cas) got totally screwed over in that their textual and subtexual characterisations just... do not match up at all? Like. They’re always like “family doesn’t end in blood” “family is more important than everything else” but their actions really don’t back that up, and it’s usually just a way to create unnecessary drama.

Favourite Friendship: Sam and Cas

Character I most identify with: Sam

ANGELS DO NOT have souls. This was a truth Castiel had known for as long as he could remember, watching humanity struggle through the emergence of language and writing that was a forerunner to the soulmarks they would bear with the name of their soulmate, their other half, branded by his Father on their skin when they came of age and could find the person meant to complete them, and he had known for just as long that he, who loved humanity so much, would not be able to offer a human that same deep connection of soul to soul because as an Angel of the Lord... he did not have one.

“Am I happy?  Am I happy?!”  Gabriel laughs in delight.  “Happy is soooo not strong enough a word for what I am now.

“Happy is what I feel when I’m eating fresh baked goods from a local bakery.  Or doling out creative justice to some asswipe.  Or, I don’t know, seeing something cheesy and beautiful like puppies and rainbows

“But this–what I’m feeling now?  Happy doesn’t begin to describe it.

“I have a flock who accepts me–not just Loki the trickster god, or Gabriel the archangel, but all the little bits in between.  My closest brother, the first face I saw after my Father’s own, is here by my side.  I get to cook meals for my favorite humans and the only angel who’s learned to appreciate food as much as me.  And I have been gifted with the honor of caring for the first fledgling since the creation of humanity.”

Gabriel blinks rapidly, grinning through the tears without shame.

A/N: Thank you for being so patient with this, I hope it is good for you ^-^

Sam was learning that he had to be careful what he said around Castiel. Any time he absentmindedly said he wanted something, Ca would go well out of his way to get it for him. It started with innocuous things, like him saying he wanted a sandwich and then Cas turning up with subway. Things were getting out of hand, Sam realised, with him saying he could kill for a Latin script translator, and Cas going back in time to get it for him.

Sam’s biggest mistake was telling Cas that some day he wanted an allotment.  

Dean was in the kitchen, making some kind of veggie burgers for them and had been complaining about what a ball ache it was to go to town for fresh produce. All Sam had said was that some day he’d want an allotment to grow vegetables, maybe have a couple of goats on it.

And that’s how they ended up with three baby goats running around the war room.

“What’s with the goats?” Sam asked calmly. He was trying to hide his frustration, he didn’t want to upset Cas, he really didn’t.

“It was your idea,” Cas replied with a shrug. Sam had to bite his cheek to keep himself from swearing. 

“Cas, I- I appreciate the sentiment, but I didn’t mean that I wanted to get goats right now,” Sam started laughing despite the situation. “I thought some time in the future, when we could settle down and get a library and a big back garden.”

“There’s a whole woods out there, all we need to do is put up a fence,” Cas reasoned. He picked up one of the kids and held it up to Sam’s face. “Look how soft she is!” Sam sighed but reached out to stroke the goat. She was soft and before Sam could stop himself, Sam was running his fingers through her fur. A smile grew on Cas’ face.

“I guess we could keep them,” Sam said hesitantly. Cas handed off the goat to Sam and went to pick up the other two. The goats bleated happily as Sam and Cas fussed over them, but quickly wriggled out of their grasps to run around the room. They butted heads with each other and Sam laughed to himself.