[edensrib]

edensrib is an original character set within the supernatural universe. this blog has a mature rating, is mutuals only, and is highly private. please proceed with caution, triggering content contained, 21+ only.

exploring  themes  such  as  .  .  . feminine rage, being some fucked up kind of final girl, rebuilding yourself, finding kindness despite extreme violence, self - forgiveness, and seizing the power within you.

[edensrib]

i'm alive i've just mostly been on dis.cord bc i'm a bit burnt out!!!

[paladinslays]

she's been holding a dorito for the past 10 minutes, brow furrowed, clearly deep in thought. " have you ever noticed sam's torso is shaped weirdly similarly to a dorito? "

just ... stares. eyes narrow, brows knit together. no, you haven't thought about that. why would you? " i've noticed he's reaching demogorgon level height. " shoulders lift in a shrug. you lean forward to snag a chip out of the bag & pop it into your mouth, clumsy in the way you bite down into it. crumbs go unnoticed in the fabric of your sweater as you go for another chip. your expression is suddenly thoughtful too. " wait, are we like, 100% sure he's not a demogorgon in disguise? "

[edensrib]

she nods at that observation, so true, he really is. she's convinced sam gets a tiny bit taller every day just because he can. one day she'll get him to admit it. eyebrows shoot up at that question, and she pops the dorito in her mouth, chewing, contemplating, before a swallow is followed by answer. " i don't think so, i probably would have noticed all the extra teeth when kissin' him. plus he's too teddy bear like. "

another pause, a soft hum as brain whirls inside skull. " unless it's some really good disguise, and he's a nice demogorgon that isn't part of the hivemind. dean is definitely a demogorgon in disguise though, 'cause he's annoyin' and loves being an inconvenience to everyone. "

[edensrib]

like mother like son.

ft. @paladinslays, @wizardslays, @ruinedmyself

[twinkhole-destroyer]

and i'm not even living la vida loca

[seven-winged-liar]

brother you gotta put those big brown eyes away. youll kill someone

[edensrib]

@ruinedmyself

[crazycatsiren]

Actually, Barbie didn't give me body image issues. To me, she was just a doll. She wasn't real. What I did learn, however, was that a head is very hard to reattach.

[edensrib]

when @ruinedmyself had those Very Triangle sideburns in s6/7 era, every time he went to shave odie held out a protractor and went "for your sideburns", and i think that's so old married couple of her.

[dailyshameless]

[edensrib]

@paladinslays

[edensrib]

[ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ?

[ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ?

[ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ?

i'm gonna fudge this question a bit because odie feels the safest she ever can at the same time every day: when she wakes up next to sam in the mornings. it makes her feel like whatever the day brings, she can handle it. those moments before they acknowledge the rest of the world are her favourite, just the two of them, nothing else mattering.

[ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ?

odie sleeps on her side, and always cuddled up to sam. she's either being spooned by him and sapping his body heat, using his chest as a pillow, or spooning him/being the pillow. he's her personal teddy bear at this point, and anytime they're not in the same bed, she has a terrible night's sleep. anything else she can take or leave, even a comfy bed, as long as she's got sam by her side.

[edensrib]

your muse turns around and sees odie staring at them like this, how do they react?

[paladinslays]

frustration lingers on features, though you've pretty much accepted defeat. ( complete surprise attack, by the way! totally unfair situation! ) there's really no use in trying to wiggle your way out of her death grip, so you huff out a sigh & roll your eyes at her unfunny joke. hand lifts to tuck strands of hair that fall over your eyes behind your ear & you glance back at her after, brows pulling together in mild confusion. " what?! i'm not — i'm not extorting robin, i'm extorting steve. i know they're like, completely attached at the hip, but they are actually two different people! " as if that helps your case any. you let your head hang again when the workings of a cramp begin to settle in from the angle you try to look at her from. " put me down and i'll tell you why i need money. "

[edensrib]

" i mean... are they though? " odie asks, a hint of mirth in her tone. those two are practically joined at the hip, she wouldn't be surprised if they somehow merged into one person. a hum, fake considering his offer as though the decision hasn't already been made, before carefully setting him down. lithe fingers rise to brush his shoulders clean of imaginary dust, and hands settle on hips as she raises an eyebrow.

" go on then, explain to me the need for a cunnin' criminal plan to drain steve's bank account... again. " she's pretty sure it's going to be arcade related, maybe d&d supplies. part of her wishes he'd at least get a little more creative with reasons to commit crime, it's getting slightly boring.

[karazorsel]

favorite first watches of 2025 — ★★★★★ SOPHIE THATCHER AS IRIS IN COMPANION (2025)

[edensrib]

[ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ?

[ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ?

[ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ?

yes! this is something that stems from odie's ancestor being a human gardener of eden, animals smell ' friend ' on her. this applies to any animal, not just domesticated species, though it only goes so far with natural predators ( aka makes them not see her as a snack right off the bat ). however, with any baby animal, they're usually extremely friendly to her, no matter the species. she once got to rub the belly of a baby bear.

[ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ?

loud, unrestrained, and absolutely full of glee! she used to try to tone it down, to be less noticable, but she stopped that a while after meeting sam and seeing how her own laugh would make him smile.

[aedearly]

✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.

[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?

[edensrib]

“ so... there are 24 million pigs in australia... and 24 million people... so if you ever feel lonely, there's like, a pig out there that's sort of your cosmic twin. “

a beat. then two. she's staring up at him, processing that statement. mouth works faster than brain as she spills out-

" i thought you were my cosmic twin? is this your way o' breakin' up with me? " eyebrow raises, she's teasing him, naturally. " i do like animals more than people. " she taps her chin thoughtfully, humming slightly. " an' one sided conversations with a pig wouldn't give me as much neck ache... "

oh dear, sam, you've done it now. he can expect a comment about how her cosmic pig twin wouldn't betray her like this every time he leaves the bed early in the morning for at least the next week.

[edensrib]

don't give me that look

hands fly up, eyebrows joining them and corners of lips drawing together. " i ain't sayin' anythin'! " liar, liar, pants on fire. an expression can speak a thousand words alone, which odie well knows. " i just think it's real disappointin' you did your own ironin'. you know it helps me think. " okay, so maybe she is saying something beyond just the expression. " ain't even left me some of will's funky button ups for my thinkin' time. "

she's already ironed all her own shirts, and sam's. she daren't go near dean's laundry, she has enough knowledge about that man. " ... y'reckon karen has any? an' that she wouldn't kill me if i ' accidentally ' left burn marks on a couple of ted's shirts? " she could be more subtle about her distain for the wheeler husband, but she won't. it's funnier that way.

it's become a tradition of hers, iron and think, think and iron. her dad used to spend every sunday ironing her mothers shirts, a small act of love. she'd join in most weeks. she can't think how else to best show her appreciation and affection for these people, this group who look monsters in the eye and tell them to fuck off and die, and then come home and raise children, maintain homes, have that domesticity odette herself craves so deeply.