You now have links to two straight hours of Scenes From A Hat from the show Whose Line is it Anyway.
oh my GOD
PARDON ME BUT THOSE WERE MY FAVORITE FUCKING PARTS OF WHOSE LINE OMG
/SLAPS THIS ON BLOG AND TAGS REFERENCE FOR GOOD LAUGHS
GUESS WHO JUST DIED WATCHING THROUGH THE FIRST
YOU WANT THIS SHIT
REBLOGGING SO I CAN FIND LATER OMG YES!
sometimes I feel useless but then I remember I breathe out carbon dioxide for plants
Disclaimer: this post is WILDLY speculative and based on nothing more than me having way too much time on my hands.
In the 9x16 promo photos, we see there are two massive paintings featured prominently. One behind Dean, and one behind Sam. As a Dean!girl, I was very much focused on his painting at first, but the symbolism is a little more straightforward, and doesn’t reveal that much that we don’t already know imo. The one behind Sam has me far more intrigued at the moment, especially for what it might possibly foreshadow.
This episode is written, on one level, as a substantive knowing commentary on Dean’s queer subtext.
Whilst the entire episode concerns the relationship between Dean and Sam, this review focuses on the subtextual presentation of Dean’s closeted queerness in “#Thinman”.
To begin with, we should note that the Ghostfacers, the nerdy wannabe ghost hunters and online web “stars”, Ed and Harry, whom we first met way back in 1x17 “Hell House”, are associated, in the 3x13 episode “Ghostfacers”, with textual queerness in the history of Supernatural. This is because their storyline in that episode involved a young intern, Corbett, who was killed by a spirit in a haunted house where the Ghostfacers were filming. Corbett’s ghost was eventually talked out of repeating the cycle of luring new victims to their deaths, by Ed, with whom he had secretly been in love. Ed ends the episode by narrating for the Ghostfacers’ weblog that, “Gay love can pierce through the veil of death and save the day.”
We had a mention of “the Veil” just last episode…
because i really wanted that Boyd & Stiles brotp and if i don’t get it on the show, i’ma write it instead. kind of canon compliant for S3 so far, then not.
He expected things to be different.
He didn’t take the bite blindly, he considered his options. He still doesn’t totally know how Derek found him. Though, the guy lurks around his school enough to be considered an A class creeper. Sometimes, Boyd still wonders why Derek chose him. Why he seemed like a good idea.
He’s pretty damn sure choosing Derek was a terrible idea.
His fists clench together just thinking about it all, and he hopes Derek can feel his anger.
At night, he can still smell their excitement as they closed in on him and Erica. He can still taste the copper of his own blood. He wakes to the sound of her voice, screaming at him to run, the ghost feeling of her hand slipping from his.
The cafeteria smells vile, pungent with hot cheese and stale bread. Before, it smelt sort of warm and almost tasty. Now it smells like rotten food, lurking on the shelves in the kitchen, fading away.
There’s a scrape of a chair, a rapid heartbeat accosting his ears, and when he looks up, Stiles Stilinski is sitting opposite him. This is different.
Boyd stares at him for a moment, considers his options. He knows, instinctively, Stiles doesn’t want to do him any harm. His body language is tense, but not teetering on edge, not ready for a fight. He’s nervous, Boyd realizes. He nods back, dips his gaze back to his lunch.
It wasn’t that Cas was bleeding. That was a frequent enough occurrence that it didn’t even register on Dean’s concern meter. Well, not much. When you got shot, you bled. Even angels.
It wasn’t even that Cas had gotten shot in the first place. That kind of thing tended to happen. And, Dean figured, Cas could just shrug it off like he always did.
Really, there were two things that were foremost in Dean’s mind at the moment. The first was that Cas was not appearing to be able to shrug it off.
The second was that there seemed to be an awful lot of blood, more than a shotgun blast to the chest warranted, and it was getting all over his car.
Can I add to this???? Well… I’m going to. :P
"Do you wanna build a toy car?
It doesn’t have to be a toy car…”
"GO AWAY SAM"
Do you wanna build a toy car?
Or make sure that guy’s really dead?
I think some company is overdue
I’ve started talking to the demons in my head!
(Shut up Satan.)
It gets a little lonely
All these empty rooms
Just watching our friends all die!
(One, two, three, four, five, six…. )”
"Dean… I know you’re in there.
Our friends are asking where you’ve been.
I know Hell was really hard for you,
But I have been there too…
Please let me in.
We only have each other…
It’s just you and me.
What are we gonna do?
Do you want to build a toy car? ” ))