the mechanics of human-angel relationships. also, emptiness.
Oh, I'm sad now. :(
Poor Gabriel. The porno was perfect, though, with the bad stuck-on moustache. And his final confrontation with Lucifer. (Lucy. Yes please. ♥♥♥) And I loved how he suggested to Kali that they go to Pandora. So, do we think this is the Pandora? As in, Avatar? :DD
Now I want Castiel meeting ten foot high blue people and being very confused. :D
And the boys are the boys again. With the investigating and Dean eating both the pillow-chocolates and how they both have to save the innocents trapped for food, because that's more important. (And Sam holding Dean back from going to save that poor bespectacled lunch broke my heart. "It's too late.")
Loved how Lucifer's face was falling apart. *facepalm*
I kinda hurt, though. I was quite attached to Gabriel, despite the fact that he was in FOUR EPISODES.
However. Now that we've seen that, and seeing the proliferation of Sam/Gabriel fix-it fic that's popping up everywhere, I'm discovering that my notion of Sam/Gabriel is very different to most people's.
Here's the thing: they're not romantic. They're not the type to kiss tenderly or be all effusive about their feelings or even utter the words, "I love you". They're severely messed up: save each other's lives, have desperate sex, and then eat a pizza and watch bad TV. Or something.
And they're better for it.
Gabriel is wily and distrustful, and he's always going to have hidden motives, and he's not going to suddenly up sticks and move over to Team Free Will, like Cas did. He needs his me-time.
Sam? Sam's a Winchester. Nuff said. :D
(This is why I can't read the fanfic. Because no one writes them how I see them.)
Anyway.
In other news? FOUND MY FLUTE. The PE department stole it... :D ♥♥♥♥
ETA: MATT FREWER IS PESTILENCE. TAGGART IS PESTILENCE. I miss Eureka. :D Anyone know when it's back on?
Poor Gabriel. The porno was perfect, though, with the bad stuck-on moustache. And his final confrontation with Lucifer. (Lucy. Yes please. ♥♥♥) And I loved how he suggested to Kali that they go to Pandora. So, do we think this is the Pandora? As in, Avatar? :DD
Now I want Castiel meeting ten foot high blue people and being very confused. :D
And the boys are the boys again. With the investigating and Dean eating both the pillow-chocolates and how they both have to save the innocents trapped for food, because that's more important. (And Sam holding Dean back from going to save that poor bespectacled lunch broke my heart. "It's too late.")
Loved how Lucifer's face was falling apart. *facepalm*
I kinda hurt, though. I was quite attached to Gabriel, despite the fact that he was in FOUR EPISODES.
However. Now that we've seen that, and seeing the proliferation of Sam/Gabriel fix-it fic that's popping up everywhere, I'm discovering that my notion of Sam/Gabriel is very different to most people's.
Here's the thing: they're not romantic. They're not the type to kiss tenderly or be all effusive about their feelings or even utter the words, "I love you". They're severely messed up: save each other's lives, have desperate sex, and then eat a pizza and watch bad TV. Or something.
And they're better for it.
Gabriel is wily and distrustful, and he's always going to have hidden motives, and he's not going to suddenly up sticks and move over to Team Free Will, like Cas did. He needs his me-time.
Sam? Sam's a Winchester. Nuff said. :D
(This is why I can't read the fanfic. Because no one writes them how I see them.)
Anyway.
In other news? FOUND MY FLUTE. The PE department stole it... :D ♥♥♥♥
ETA: MATT FREWER IS PESTILENCE. TAGGART IS PESTILENCE. I miss Eureka. :D Anyone know when it's back on?