Look what I found on youtube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdYh2wJh7vE

The moment the poor guy put his hand on his face! XDDD
Too much!

What would you do if someone ask you something like that in front of a lot of people? I always wondered what would they (Jensen and Jared) think if they ever found some fanfics I had read. It must be disturbing knowing that people not only fantasize about you having sex, they also write it and post it on internet. Like I said: too much.

But he just joke about it. That's sweet.

I also found this vid, about the "subtext" in supernatural. Very funny.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vil-YqVChU

Music I'm hearing right now:

Standing in the Way of Control - Gossip
Funny Little Feeling - Rock 'n' Roll Soldiers
Hummer - Foals
My Favourite Game - The Cardigans
Song 2 - Blur
The Fallen - Franz Ferdinand
Basket Case - Green Day
The Pretender - Foo Fighters
Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand
Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana
Every You Every Me - Placebo
Figured You Out - Nickelback
Should I Stay Or Should I Go - The Clash
Lust for Life - Iggy Pop
Where Is My Mind? - Pixies
Boulevard of Broken Dreams vs Wonderwall remix - Green Day/Oasis


Note: Three of the songs are from the remix Screw you made by hollywood_r_bin 

This is some kind of chain. I commented on sierraphoenix journal's and now is my turn.

To the first five people who comment to this post, I will gift you with something of my own crafting. It may be an icon, a manip, a drawing, a ficlet, or something completely random. You may love it or you may think it sucks, but regardless, it will be made with love for you from me. ;) Feel free to give me a hint of what you might like (ship, character, actor/actress, fandom, color, etc.)

The catch? You must pay it forward and post this in your journal so you can gift 5 of your friends with special gifts made by you.

Lately I have add a new addiction to my list: Supernatural.

Yes. Who can resist the combination of a good fiction show (with its monsters and magic powers) and really hot guys playing the main characters?

Ok, I know how it sounds. But seriously, if you haven't see it yet, give it a try. It's really good.

And like always I get addict to a show, when I can't get enough I start to read fanfics. What I wasn't expecting is to find some thing called "metas" that analyzes the show and the episodes.

After read some of dodger_winslow metas, I started to see the show with new eyes. Really interesting.

I was reading this: dodger-winslow.livejournal.com/165934.html#cutid1 and my mind went wild with theories.

So here are them (you have to read dodgers meta to understand this):


Sam as the antiChrist

I was thinking that since Ruby said "Because you're tall I love a tall man. And then there's that whole Anti-Christ thing." (Episode 3x02)
And when they started with the "Big bad" conspiracy at the begging of this season, I remembered that demon girl Dean was trapped with Dean in the 3x04. She introduced the first facts about Lucifer in this universe: she was devoted to him in the same way that humans are to God. She had never see him, but she had faith. And guess who she believed in too. Yeah! Our Sammy. The demon girl wanted to follow the Boy King and was disappointed that he didn't have raise and take his place. Don't know how much of the big picture she knew, but I found all of that very interesting.

For me, is a fact that Sam is the antiChrist.
What I'm not so sure about is:
1) Sam is the reincarnation of Lucifer.
2) Lucifer essence is inside Sam as something separated and he can get rid of it (with or without the help of Castiel).

To this point, both theories are possible. My favorite is the first but I think at the end it'll be the second.

Why I prefer the number 1?
It would have a more deep spiritual meaning. It wouldn't be about "the good guys" fighting "the bad things", getting ride of something inherently bad, like they just where performing an exorcism (only this time more complicated).

It, on the contrary, would be about forgiveness, about second chances. Sam/Lucifer, having born again, would be clean of past sins, guilt, etc. A new life and a new opportunity.

When Sam died and resurrected the third day (courtesy of Dean and Lilith), was the begging of the end. But it was because the resurrection was the first step in the way to remember who he was? (the first seal broken).
Or it was because the essence of Lucifer came back with Sam marking him as the winner of the contest?
That would be supported with Azazel insinuation that what came back wasn't 100% Sammy.


The 66 seals

When Castiel tells Dean that they had lost some angels in a battle to prevent other seal to broke he seems really piss off about it. I don't think he were lying. They were fighting something that doesn't have (at least directly) connexion with Sam.

About the raising of Samhain, it had to be in Halloween and only one specific year (I think they say each 600 years or something like that).
Anyway, what Sam did to break the seal? Was using his powers again? I don't think so. Mostly because he did that after the seal was already broken.

But if it was calling angels "dicks"? That supports dodgers theory and its too good to be true. That the angels, specially Uriel being the asshole he was, break without knowing it the seal, making Sam doubt the angels and by extension making him have doubts about god.
Ironic if you think that was humans the root of the problem between God and Lucifer the first time.


Mary as a hunter and forgiving about "The Deal"

Big screw up. But not Marys.
It's crystal clear that she wasn't a hunter when they made the pilot. No hunter or ex-hunter behaves like that. The lights, John... no way she wouldn't know something supernatural was going on. Her attitude and her movements wasn't what you would expect of a hunter.

And that if you assume she could forget about "The Deal". That is impossible. And the dates fit. Like andromakhe001 says in one of the comments: 10 years and 6 months.


Azazel and "The Great Lucifer Conspiracy"

In "In the Beginning" Azazel says to Dean "Get your mind out of the gutter. No one's breeding with me".
Yeah, may be he is lying, again. But I think it was Kripke telling us: "Sam is Johns son, and Johns only. Stop that sick heads of yours thinking otherwise."

He needs to be invited to the houses because he needs to came in his true form, not possessing a human. And that's the reason he is able to turn into smoke when Sam try to shoot him with The Colt in Salvation.

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This is the third of a series. Don't read it before the first and second part.

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"You did what?"

"I changed my name. Could you pass me the milk, dad?" Henry Jones III never speaks so correct, but he was enjoining the whole situation. His father stared at him like he had grown a new head.

Mutt chuckled. Indy clearly was thinking that he had changed "Henry" for "Mutt" or something like that. He knows he should take him away from his mistake, but it was sooo fun.

"Dad, didn't you say, just two days ago, that I could name myself whatever stupid name it occurs to me? Your words, not mines." Mutts face was pure evil.

"Marion! You are not going to say anything to your son?" said Indiana desperate.

"Me?" Marion, that knew the kid very well, was totally aware of the real situation without having to ask him. She was surprised that Mutt had changed his mind so suddenly about the "Jones" issue, but had no doubt what was all that about. "That's between you two." answer her, winking an eye to her son and passing him the milk.

Indy was about starting to throw smoke by the ears.

"And what's that brand new name we will have to call you from now, son?" said him, his tone deadly poisonous.

"Not new." Said Henry, knowing the game was over. "My name, if you are so interested, is the same that says my birth certificate: Henry Abner Jones. But I'll still go by Mutt."

"Oh!" said Henry Jones Senior, suddenly realising.

"Yes, dad, 'oh!'. Please have a little more faith in me, would you?"

Indiana knew that his son had been playing with him the last two minutes, but he couldn't care less. He get up and pulled his junior into a hug. Mutt was surprised, but he returned the hug, laughing.

After a few seconds, both of them pulled away and sat down again at the kitchen table.

"You knew" said Indy looking at Marion.

"No. I didn't." answer her laughing too. "But it was clear to me when he said 'I changed my name'. Why it doesn't occurred to you?"

"Why would he do that in secret?" then he turned to his son "Why did you do it in secret?"

"I don't know. I didn't wanted it to be a big deal, I guess.

First part

They where with the same discussion, again.

"Look, I'm NOT you. OK?" said the teenager angry and tired. "You can't try to shape me into whatever you want me to be."

Indy chuckled and his lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

Mutt looked at him shocked. He felt insulted. Now his father was making fun of him?

"You have no idea what are you talking about" was Indiana's answer.

"What?" snapped Mutt, enraged "Enlighten me, please."

"Let me see" Indy was all calmed self confidence and arrogance. He balanced his chair backwards, putting his feet on the coffee table of the living room. Then, with his best tone of know-it-all he proceed to count dramatically with his fingers. "You are stubborn, arrogant, reckless, hungry for adventure..." then he drop the hand and looked directly into his son's eyes. "Junior, you couldn't be more like me at your age even if you try."

Mutt felt dizzy. There was too much things in that look. He was not smiling anymore. His expression was intense.
There was concern, and wisdom (of the kind "been there, done that"), but under all of that, there was... pride? His father was proud of him for been reckless and arrogant and all that crap? That was no sense, but suddenly the anger subside and he felt washed by emotions he didn't knew that were there. He realised that he was angry with Indy for wanting him to be someone else. But, for the way he was looking at him, he seems to enjoy Mutt rebelling him.

"Then why the hell you are so hard with me?" that was the resume of all his thoughts.

"Language, kid!"

Mutt rolled his eyes.

"You don't get it. Do you? You really think that I enjoy to force you back to that stupid school."

"Stupid" thought Mutt, and he had to suppress a smile. "Now the school had pass from vital to stupid".

"Clearly yes, dad. Why would you do it anyway?"

"Because" Indy was talking slowly, trying to made him understand "I don't want you to repeat my mistakes."

Now he really was shocked. Mutt wasn't expecting this.

"Could you repeat that for me?" was his answer when he recovered, a few seconds later.

"Please, Mutt. You think I was born a teacher? With the suit and everything?"

Mutt shrugged, not knowing what to say for once.

"When I was younger than you I ran away, I was kidnapped, I enrolled in the First Great War..."

Mutt was still trying to process all of it. "Whoa, whoa! Stop there! So, you are basically telling me that you are an hypocritical?"

"Gee, son. Is not about that."

Mutt crossed his arm and looked at him, rising an eyebrow.

"I'm telling you that I'm not perfect. But I paid my mistakes, a lot. And I want to spare you that part."

That was the missing piece in the puzzle. He was not trying to change him, he was trying to protect him.
He felt more than touched, but his pride wouldn't aloud to say it. Looked like his face had betrayed him because his father softened and smiled at him.
His anger strike back.

"You can't spare me from make my own choices! I have the right to make my own mistakes! It's my life and I'll decide how I want to live it!" That was something nobody could denied him.

Indiana chuckled again. "Right kid, and you will. You'll have a lot of time to make plenty of mistakes. But for now you should listen to me on this one."

His son stared at him, arms still crossed, looking as bit as stubborn as he ever been.

After giving it a thought, Indy spoke again. "I'll propose you this: You'll go to college and, as long as your grades are OK, I'll leave you alone with the rest of it."

"What you mean with 'the rest'?"

"Everything. You can dress the way you want, name yourself whatever stupid name it occurs to you, go with anyone you like, spend your time doing whatever you want... I'll respect your personal space and your privacy."

Mutt looked thoughtful. Not a bad deal, indeed. "Really? You mean it? You'll leave me alone with the rest of the crap if I study?"

"Sure. To be fair thou, I can't promise anything about your mother, you know, she makes her own decisions too." Said Indiana smiling evilly.

"Yeah, I counted with that. But I had keep mom in line for some years, now. I think I can handle a few more."

Indiana chuckled for a third time that afternoon. "You really think that? She let you get your ways around her, but be no mistaken, junior, nobody can keep your mom 'in line' if she doesn't want to. Not me, sure not you."

"As long as she let me" said Mutt, smiling mischievous.

And with that, both looked to each other, an invisible weight lifted from their shoulders.


The next morning, without consulting anyone, Henry Williams went to the registry with the birth certificate his mother gave him some weeks before and went back home with the name of Henry Jones III.

Third part

Bitterness

All his life, without even knowing it, he had been searching for someone he could really, truly admire. His mother and Ox... where OK. But they lacked something, each one in their own way.

Ox, was a clever guy, always giving wise advices and full of entertaining but, in Mutts opinion, useless knowledge. They talk about books, about life... that kind of things. The problem was that Ox doesn't look like he was able, or even try, to live his own life outside the library. That upset Mutt, but Ox never listened to him when he talked about that.

On the other hand Marion, his mother, was the closest thing to a decent person he knew. She is funny, she is brave and she is always ready to stand for what she believes and the people she care about if necessary. Definitely his role model.
But, as much as he loves his mother, he didn't wanted to be like her. The reason was very simple and very sad. As long as he remembered, in all that years, there was very few moments he had seen her genuinely happy. Sure she laugh sometimes and they have fun together, but in the background, he could feel her sadness. He thought it was because his dad, and he was right, only that he didn't know that his "real" dad, the one making his mother suffer, was very much alive and living amazing adventures all around the world.

And then Indy came back into their lives... and he felt like splinted in two inside.

Suddenly his mother was happy ALL THE FUCKING TIME!!! Smiling like a teenager in love.
He was supposed to be happy for her. But he couldn't help it. Why he had left her alone all that years? And not once TWO TIMES. And his mother of course forgave him. She ALWAYS forgive him everything. When he really fucks it up, at the beginning she pretends to be upset, even yelling or punching him, but then he looks at her that way (God! he has to learn to do that) and she melts. He really hates and envy his fathers trademark look "Yes, I know I'm a bastard. But I'm the most charming bastard you've ever known". That asshole son of the bitch! If he ever dares to left his mother again he will track him down personally, no matter he is the "oh! so great" Indiana Jones.

---

Coming back to normal

After coming back from South America, his mother moved with Indy "just for a few days" because she miss him and he couldn't stay too much time away from that college of him.

It was the middle of the semester, so they left him alone about "the college issue". Mutt take his bike and went on a road trip all around the east coast. Very funny, but couldn't last forever.

In three months he was tired of the road, of having to accept crap jobs to paid for the food and the gas, and specially of feeling so alone. It would have been different if he had went with a friend, but he didn't knew anyone as crazy as him, able to follow his steps.

Then Indy showed up, out of nowhere. Mutt didn't know how he find him, but he was there, waiting for him, in the middle of that random anonymous town.
"Hey Mutt!" said Indy smiling when his son stooped the bike too much next to him for his safety.
"Hey dad" answered Mutt smiling back.
"Up to a beer?"
"Sure!" was his sons answer "Always up to a beer".

They didn't say any other word until they were sit down at the local pub. Indy was the first to speak.
"Your mother miss you".
"Are you still living together?" Mutt asked, raising an eyebrow. He didn't knew even why he bothered to ask, knowing the answer. Indy smiled.
"We are getting married".
Mutt spit his beer suddenly. "WHAT?" Some local customers turn their heads to look at the noisy stranger, but when Indy started laughing and was clear nobody was going to start a bar-fight they turn again, back to their conversations.
"I told her you'd be surprised"
"But why?" his father look at him impassible. "I mean: why now?" continued Mutt trying to explain himself.
"Why not?" was Indy's answer.
"Why not???" repeated Mutt indignant. "That's not a reason to get married, dad."
Indy turned his eyes but smiled. "You asked why now, not why we are getting married".
"OK" said Mutt exasperate. "Why are you getting married?"
"You are really going to make me say it. Aren't you?" said Indiana staring at him. His son just crossed his arms and stared back.
"OK. Because I love her. Happy now? I-lo-ve-her." Said Indy pronouncing every syllable.
Mutt was tempted to answer "Yeah, you love her, right. But didn't you loved mom last year, or the year before, or ten years ago. Didn't you love her when you where engage last time?" but he knew that was useless, so instead he said, in a very dark tone "If you ever left her again, I'll kill you. You heard me?" Indiana stopped smiling instantly.
"Yes son, I heard you. And believe me, I won't make such a stupid thing like that again." he sounded dead serious. "The only good thing about getting old is that you learn from your mistakes."
Mutt shrugged. "If you said so". Said him, his tone less somber.

---

Family life

The first month was really weird. He felt like an intruder in his own life. Like he was living someones others.
Of course his mother insisted after the wedding that was time for him to "come back home". But that house was not his home. Dammit! It wasn't even his town!

The place he knew all his life was sold and he had to pack all his stuff and move it to Indiana's large house at Marshall College.
At least he had a room for his own. His father didn't have a car (no need for it, anyway) so he soon made the garage part of his particular kingdom. That was nice. The thing that was definitely NOT NICE AT ALL was having two parents bugging him about the college issue all the time. Things got worse when the beginning of the semester were approaching. And he didn't even have friends in that stupid town to go to them when things get ugly at the Jones home.

Speaking of "the Jones", one of the most weird things in his brand new life was the family name issue. He didn't knew who he was anymore. Should he change "Williams" for "Jones"?
He was too young when Colin passed away, so he didn't even remember him. Mutt didn't feel like he owes him any kind of loyalty. Would they have even like each other if he was still alive? What he have thought about that greaser troublemaker that was Marion's son?
When he was just a kid, he fantasized about him being alive and the three of them being a family.
And know, it was like "be careful what you wish for" because he had it. Only that Indiana wasn't like anything he could have imaging. But he was real. Too much real for its taste.

Her mother, not long after the wedding show him his own birth certificate. It says "Henry Abner Jones".
Mutt raised his eyes from the paper and looked at his mom. "Why are you giving me this?".
"Just in case, honey." said Marion, with a mischievous smile.
"You want me to change it back?" said Mutt, a little annoyed. "Then may be you shouldn't have changed it in the first place!"
Marion stopped smiling at the moment "You always have to play the difficult kid, Henry?" She wasn't angry. She understoods. May be it was too soon.
His son glared at her.
"OK." she said, gaving up. "Just think about it. He never touches the subject, but I know he would like if you do."
Mutt rolled his eyes. "Come on mom! Like he gives a damn!"
That was his mother turn to be dead serious. "You have no idea." And with that, without giving him time to react, she was gone.


Second part