#Sam and Dean I am in ur walls

[yinorathedragontamer]

HIII BABES i saw u write for spn so here's a req if ur willing !!

can i have a sam x genderfluid reader (or nonbinary is fine !) where reader saves sam from a monster attack and ends up tagging along w him and dean, during which sam kind of follows them around and admires them a lot ??

thanksss xx and hope ur enjoying the show

a/n: SURE THING BABE!! im actually so excited because this is my very first supernatural request, so thats really cool! i love the username btw, and the banner thing on your profile, really mixing my hyperfixations there! (dead boy detectives + supernatural) if you want another part, or another prompt whatsoever just request!

pairing: Sam Winchester x genderfluid!hunter!reader, platonic!Dean Winchester x reader, set with season 2 in mind (Dean doesn't have a deal yet)

note: i am not personally genderfluid, so im sorry if there are any inaccuracies, i tried my best with the knowledge i have. reader rides a purple motorcycle, Dean and reader are little shits to eachother but we love it here. reader is a badass because i said so. reader knows about Dean and Sam because of Bobby. reader is mentioned to wear eyeliner once. reader likes metallica (same)

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it started with a simple case, it was a quick vamp nest, in and out.

what they hadn't thought of, was the fact that maybe, maybe, the kind woman who was hitting on both of them at the bar at an ungodly hour might've been a vamp too, and perhaps wanted to get rid of them, keep them away from her oh-so-lovely nest.

so here they are, tied up, gagged with a cloth, vamps practically circling them.

Sam could count 4 in sight, and atleast three taking naps a few feet away.

while Sam racks his mind for a solution, Dean can't help but shoot a wink to the vampire who hit on them at the bar a few hours ago, trying to act as chill as he can.

suddenly, all four of the circling vampires look up at the sound of a motercycle, and before they know it one comes crashing through the wooden wall, a guy with a helmet, you, being on top of it.

you jump off the motorcycle, letting it crash right into two vampires and lodging them against the opposite wall while you take out your machete, slashing at the other two, cutting their heads off with great skill.

next, the three napping vampires wake up, and immediately fling themselves at you.

you avoid them, dodging as if its a walk in the park, and cut off their head too.

for a second, you forget about the last two vamps, who are now free from your motorcycle, and charging at you.

one of them manages to knick your arm, leaving a small cut, and the other just completely misses, her leg having been crushed from the crash.

you handle them both pretty well, slashing at them and effectively killing them.

you take off your helmet, letting out a relieved sigh.

"damn, it better not be broken too bad" you mumble as you walk over and set your motorcycle upright again.

you hear muffled... something, coming from one of the guys tied to the pole, and see them both looking at you.

"oh, right, people" you mumble, taking a few long strides to get to them, first removing the cloth from their mouth and then the rope from their hands.

"you two good?" you ask, helping them up.

"how the fuck did you do that?" the shorter one asks, running a hand through his short hair.

"lets see, training, training, practice, did i mention training?" you say sarcastically, earning a chuckle from the tall one.

"hey, that was pretty cool, im taking it you're a hunter? we are too, im Sam and this is my brother Dean" he says with a smile, it reminds you of a golden retriever.

"wait, your last name doesn't happen to be Winchester, right?" you reply with a small smile of your own.

"its nice to meet you, i'm [name], i heard of you two from Bobby"

"well, your motorcycle seems pretty fucked, one of its tires is going empty and there's a piece hanging loose" Dean comments, dusting off his hands.

"oh for fuck's sake, i just got it fixed!" you groan in annoyance.

"oh, you can tag along with us if you want, we got a motel nearby" Sam offers sweetly, earning an elbow in the ribs from Dean.

"thanks, but i'm good, i got a motel room nearby too, infact, it wouldn't surprise me if we got the same one. Sunshine's Seashell Motel?" Sam looks surprised, Dean just looks annoyed.

"right, great, we'll see you tomorrow, maybe" Dean comments, before grabbing Sam's arm and practically dragging him away.

you smile to yourself, shaking your head before walking out aswell, going back to the motel.

the next morning, you put on a tanktop and some comfy jeans, matched with a flannel. you walk out, hair loose and some eyeliner on.

you walk out front to bring back your key, a duffelbag over your shoulder. you thank the worker behind the desk, and hear mumbling behind you.

you turn to the sound, and see Sam and Dean standing there, Dean making a face while Sam seems to talk wide eyed.

"im telling you Dean, that's the guy who saved our asses last night!"

"bullshit! thats just some girl in a flannel who looks like him, im sure of it!"

you smile, and decide to walk over to them. "hey boys! rested up from the whole thing yesterday?" you can't help but grin at Dean's flabbergasted face.

"im sorry, but i could swear you were a guy last night" Dean says, looking very confused.

"i was" you say cassually, walking along with them as they exit the motel and walk to their car, which you can't help but admire.

"what?" Dean looks even more confused, and Sam speaks up.

"genderfluid, Dean, she's genderfluid" Sam looks almost interested in you, but you shrug it off for admiration or something.

"atleast, i think thats it, right?" you nod, coming to a stop as Dean just shakes his head in disbelief and gets into the drivers seat, dumping his bag in the back, and Sam is about to go into the passengers seat before he looks at you.

"you wanna come with us? we're going to Bobby's, and im guessing your motorcycle isnt in a driving state." he smiles kindly at you, and you can swear he checks you out with his eyes before you shake it off.

"yeah, that'd be great, actually, thanks" you get in the back of the car, a grumbled scoff coming from Dean.

the moment he turns on the car, metallica 'sad but true' comes blasting throught the speakers, and you bob your head along the beat.

"ah, i see you actually have style! you know what, you can drive with us whenever you want" Dean says with a shit eating grin, earning and eyeroll from Sam.

"right, so she likes your music, and suddenly its all fine?" he scoffs and looks out of the window.

you can't stop the fluttering feeling in your chest.

maybe, for once, hunting can bring you something good, something better than just saving people.

maybe it can bring you your best ally you'll ever gain.

maybe it'll grant you a lover.

little do you know, that Sam is looking at you through the mirror, admiration apparent in his gaze, and he looks away again. he looks at Dean, who gives him a knowing look.

his brother is down bad already.

[midnight-coll]

My name is ebony dark'ness lucifer raven way. Like gerard way, but we're not related or anything. Im glad we aren't, because he's sooo hot. I have long ebony black hair, like my name, with red streaks and I'm wearing knee high boots with a black mini skirt and sexy fishnet tights with a cut black top with cut off sleeves and my hair is in my eyes because im emo. That prep chuck or whatevr is staring at me. I put my middle finger up at him.

Im walking through a random foggy street somewhere in the midwest. There r murders here and its sooo Gothic, im a vampire but my teeth ate straight and white and nobody would ever know but ima actually a good vampire because the ones who suck SUCK. Its like if edward cullen didn't suck. Anyway i look over at the gotjic murders sadly and watch as the the sexy fbi agents ask the mother of the murder about... Vampires. When they turn around, they look at me and oh my god that's not an fib agent its DEAN WINCHESTER?

Dean walks over sadly and introduces himself as bill ward with his partner, geezer butler. I laugh sadly and tell him "too bad i know who you really are... Dean and Sam winchester" they look at me.in shock. "Im a friend of the sexy bobby singer too i know you" they both gasp mournfully. "Well if you know Bobby why don't we.meet up later and uh go out later." I smile and accept. Omg im going out with dean winchester!!¡!

Gothically time skips

When i go to my gothically shutty hotel i call bonby "oh my god dean is taking me out later" and bonby replied "i cant believe you didn't tell me you liked him earlier" "i didn't want to tell yoi bwcause you wouldnt believe me" bonby hung up the phone bc he had ither things to do.

Getting dressed i put on thigh high platform boots, a short black jean skirt, and a hoodie crop top with zipper in the middle and skull.hands on the front and the sleeves ripped down to my hands. I put on a chocker and black cross star earrings (a.n. if u dont know what.that is too bad, leave my story alone prepz xoxo) i put on black lipstick and black.eyeliner and pulled my bangs down to my eyes and shown the red streaks in my long raven hair.

Dean drives up in his shiny black 67 impala and when i get in i am happily shocked. Instead of the normal interior, he had painted the my chemical romance black parade album cover on the dash!! Maybe he is gothic after all, because when inlooked over to him he was wearing ripoed jeans, black nail polish, a chain necklace with black eyeliner on his green eyes and black boots. "Im surprised there is no Sam" i say gothicaly happy for it to be just him. He said and gloomily replied "Sam is busy being a nerd preo" i look at him confused. "Wym he is a nerd prep?? That's nor sam that's his weird gothelganger (a.n. get it?? Like doppelganger but goth?) Jared padeleski" "oh yeah, Sam is reading about werewolves and demons i forgot" i look concerned. "How could u forger about ur own brother??" He gothically says "i did a lot of cool weed before i picked you up, i brought some for you too" he stops and looks shyly under his combed forward banhs "if you would take some from me" i nod happily and.off we go.

"I hope you like good charlotte because that's.who we are seeing" i am so.happy, dean truly is emo now.

At the.concert we dance and laugh and make fun of that evil prep Hillary fucking duff. On our way back.he makes a stop ourside of the woods. "What r you doing???" I asked confused. He sighs and says "enoby, ibe known who you are for a while. Bobby told me all about you. I've lobed you for a while" i gasp "really!!!" "Really" he says gothifically. We get out and wander into the forest. He pins me against the wall. "Omg are we gonna do a sex" he laughs and smiles bwfore putting his thing in my thing and-

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHERFUKERS!"

We stop and look up. It was.... Chuck? The weird guy? "Ur not supposed to be doing this dean! I have a headache" i look at him sadly, poor weird guy. Dean stops and says "chuck i know you wamt me but my heart belongs to enoby" chuck looks angry "no not you dean, her" i gasp. Dean looks angry "all this time i could have been with cas?" Chuck looks sad. "No the cw was too homophobic, you cant be balls deep in your angel. Not right now. You cant be balls deep in her either, she's mine" i stop. "Who even r u" i ask "i am god" i laugh at him. Dean looks at me and confirms. "Oh my god" i say deprezzedly. "No its chuck" says dean.

Suddenly Sam runs through the trees being chased by his gothelganger jared padaleski. Chuck gets angry and shoots the annoying guy. "Thank you" says same before he stops and says "chuck? stop trying to fucj my brother. When his gay love for cas reached through the veil of death and saved the day even though cas actually stayed dead.into superhell because of the evil cw it turned him gothic he's too goffic for you" chuck sighed and said "i know its not.him i want."

I stop and realize.that dean winchester and god are fighting over me. Same looks and says "wait, i hear someone else in the trees." As we all looked and waited and staired in comes... Bonby and.. Cas? But i thought cas was dead? Bonby speaks "here is the man who killed the cw sniper.. He has something to say" i look at him gothically "i am not your "cas" i am his gothelganger misha collins" i gasp. He says something about killing god and makes some metaphor about how he killed the cw sniper cw is god wharever i don't care but then.... Misha collins gave me a gun!! I wasn't.really listening to him, i was too busy thinking depressing thoughts and.i yell "im not killing dean u weirdo i lobe him!!!" Bonby looks at me and starts "you idjit" but then stops as one more person comes through the trees. It was jensen ankles!! "Jensen ankles??" Dean says "i don't want a gothelganger that.isn't goffic" Jensen replies "i will be soon, i need to reach through the veil of death for my own gay love" and he ... Shoots god??? "That's what i wanted you to do" mischa says before kissing jensen gothically depressedly i look and see dean looking jealous so i go and kiss him "im better than your gay angel anyway" and he agrees and then same and bonby are looking at each other depressedly and start clapping.

Prepz don't hate.on mah story okay??

[plasticfangtastic]

Okay so i gotta talk about Gen V ep 5 or am gonna explode!

And gotta talk about The Boys S4 spoilers for 2 reasons... 1) something mentioned by Dr Cardosa in the episode and 2) the VoughtHQ twitter leaker... mainly cuz am getting this after trying to check on a leak from season 4... their twitter also wont load for me... like can we just let Becca Saunders rest? Can her poor life stop being milked for manpain??

Spoilers under cut obvi.

First-- off congrats Marie and Jordan I hope you 2 get married and be the power couple this universe needs.

Second here its out Butcher cameo lol. I think this is from S1 after killing madelyn but seeing him in a beanie its so weird altho there is a Homelander article in the same page so who knows.

Third-- Cate you poor bitch!! I felt so betrayed but i dont doubt she its being brainwashed/groomed by Dean Shety so maybe she can be redeemed and her powers are too strong.... i dont doubt that there its a chance she its involved in who appears in ep 6 if thats not a halucination.

Fourth-- Dr. Cardosa mentioning a virus to deal with them... so i guess thats how we r gonna deal with the supe population and why i think the vought hq leak might be real as it mentions the virus as well... i think its super interesting that Vought its developing a virus to kill supes, i guess stan edgar did had a way to make V24 viable despite having supes and maybe a way to get rid of Homelander... by giving him the common cold i guess.

Fifth-- am glad that Maverick is another bisexual king but its the bestiality jokes necessary?? altho I assume his alpaca gf Sloane its just a shapeshifter. So far we got Marie, Jordan, Emma, Cate and Andre as our bisexual monarchs and thats basically the whole cast sans Sam... absolutely iconic Kripke, best apology after fucking up Dean Winchester but i wont forgive you for what u did... still thank you.

Sixth-- the pv for the next ep has fucking Soldier Boy!!! Deep down i feel he its most likely a halucination... saw some ppl theorizing that Cate its mindstorm daughter and she witnessed Mindstorm getting killed by SB so she will use her powers to send them to a mind prison to fight SB which is absurd but i doubt SB its there unless Cate's powers were use to brainwash soldier boy and use him as a weapon in the future, as his powers r too good plus is Vought wants to kill all supes then it makes sense for them to team up with the american govt and have SB as back up while they work with the Superona.

Seventh-- i only now noticed there its a wall poster for homie and loneliness on those school mental health ads which is sad and funny.

Eight-- overall great episode loved how much its happening and its only been days inside the canon, and fuck Rufus! How its the next 3 eps gonna kill me!! Like its too freaking much!!

And finally this shit...

I would not be surprised if this virus is the one being developed in The Woods by Vought, second if this is real then Butcher its a complete pos and a hypocrite i expect the following scenarios of: a) during the time Becca was raped or the wk she went missing thats when Butcher cheated on Becca so its not hatred that motivated his revenge against Homelander but guilt for cheating on his wife... probably with his married fbi plug if i had to take a guess. Or B) Becca learned of his affair decided to have her own affair with Homelander tried to end it which resulted in her S.A. which its why Homelander doesnt see what he did as rape bcuz i guess its not assault if its ur GF/Wife in his mind.

And i guess he takes V or the V24 never left his body unless some Supe can give powers which cause Butcher to use them am so confused is he like a power conduit???

I am gonna say Frenchie or MM will die in this story unless by main characthers they mean any of the Seven, Vought execs or Neuman... doubt Hughie, Starlight, Kimiko or Homelander are gonna die in S4.... but maybe Ashley who knows.

And finally giving cookies to Ryan did like HL saw the tumor felt sad for Butcher and decided to let him see Ryan? or did Ryan just sneaked out and met Billy??

[vwbugggie]

I’m just gonna call myself (spn #2) bc you’re obvi #1…

Sooo loved the suggestions and I may go for the first one because to be completely honest, I AM SHIT SCARED OF THAT SHAPE SHIFTER BC WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH THAY GUY?!?!

when he’s like all hot and bothered and stuff tho…HOT! 😝

But I’ll just confront Dean afterwards, (enter heated motel confrontational love speech) BECAUSE YES PLEASE!!! and he most likely will deny it, because he’s Dean, he’s stubborn AS FUCK! He’d be like “that shapeshifter was lying to break your walls down and you know it!” (Baby boo we both know that is bullshit)

“You’re lying. It’s so obvious” MY Y/N MOMENT!

“Shut up.” DENY DENY DENY!

And Sam is just standing there like: 🧍‍♂️*give me a break* but also *my older brother and my best friend are having a lovers quarrel and I’m caught in the middle like…the FUCKING audacity of these two* 😑 I’ll just ramble to Sam who also won’t give a fuck, but he’s my bestie so it comes with the warranty!

Also I LOVE YOUR DR IT SOUNDS SO FUN 🤩

AINT NO WAY IM #1 BUT THANK YOU I APPRECIATE YOUUUUUUU <333333

YOURE SO RIGHT DEAN HOT AND BOTHERED JUST MAKES ME ✨✨✨✨✨

AND THE HEATED ARGUMENT????? YES YES YES

OH MY GOOOOOOOOOD I LOVE IT

THE IDEA OF SAM JUST STANDING THERE??????? (Omg I literally scripted him as my bestie too 😭😭😭)The way he just stands there like bffr

YOUR DR IS GONNA BE SO MUCH, LOVE THAT FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!!

(Also literally thank you so much for sharing, ur a real one for that fr)

Literally if there is anything else lemme know I love rambling about spn and Dean

[twofrontteethstillcrooked]

4 Oct. Suptober: Secrets

"Thank you for understanding," Cas said quietly behind him.

Dean turned around at that. He fought to keep his voice even. "What, exactly, am I understanding here."

au (choose ur own season! Charlie’s alive, no-one’s possessed); deancas, mildly nsfw

The ceiling in this room was strewn with runes, which shouldn't have startled Dean for at least two reasons. 

First, parts of the bunker's labyrinth of corners, closets, and hidey-holes had been designed for a variety of purposes only a few of which the Men of Letters had deigned to actually write down somewhere. The rune room, by contrast, was much more straightforwardly dedicated to runology, and whichever MoL had been in charge of decorating had gone with the obvious. In addition to the books, field research, and reels on runes and the collection of tablets, boxes, knives, almanacs, placards, plates, and skins (ugh) patterned with archaic alphabets, there were whole passages of rune poetry, songs, and spells painted on all available surfaces.

Secondly, and more importantly: there were five old quilts piled on the floor behind the tallest bookcase, and while Dean had spent multiple occasions underneath this ceiling, often while flat on his back on the quilts, he was usually preoccupied with amusements more potent than whatever the hell was spelled out between the bookcase's top shelf and the wall.

"Are you going to move anytime soon?" he whispered, smiling into Cas's hair.

Cas made a small noise of protest and did not shift his weight off of Dean.

"You're heavier than you look." Dean stroked his hands down the length of Cas's back, beneath the shirt they'd rucked up but hadn't managed to remove. "Earth to Castiel." He wiggled around on the quilts a little.

Eyes screwed shut, Cas pushed himself up just enough to slide off but remain plastered to Dean's side. 

Dean knocked his forehead against Cas's. "Hey." 

He couldn't figure out what to say in response to the look Cas gave him then. 

Bruised, Dean thought; vulnerable. 

Had he somehow hurt Cas while they…?

"I'm fine, Dean," Cas said, as though that wasn't the thing they both lied to one another about on a regular basis. He chewed his lip for a moment. 

"Cas--"

"I don't think we should keep doing this anymore." Cas had his eyes closed again, as if against a blinding light.

Dean blinked up at the ceiling. It was surprisingly blurry.

"All right," he offered. 

"It's just." Cas swallowed. "We agreed this was not." 

He moved away until he was flat on his back at the edge of the blankets. Dean's skin seemed to chase the missing warmth like it could call somehow it forth in the gap between their bodies.

"Not what," Dean said flatly.

"I don't remember what we called the arrangement." Cas sat up, reached for his boxer briefs and trousers slung over the nearest desk chair. "Casual."

Dean sat up as well, since it seemed quality time in the ol' pleasure palace had definitively ended. He wiped down quickly, with the washcloth he'd remembered to bring, put on his t-shirt and underwear while still sitting down, and stood up to tug on his jeans. His back to Cas, he put his arms into his flannel button-down and leaned against the bookcase. Nothing about getting dressed was strenuous, yet he was exhausted.

"Thank you for understanding," Cas said quietly behind him.

Dean turned around at that. He fought to keep his voice even. "What, exactly, am I understanding here."

Cas hadn't tucked in his shirt yet. The more-disheveled-than-usual wardrobe, combined with his uncombed hair and soft, sad eyes, got Dean going towards him before he even realized he was moving, tramping over the quilts. 

"It's not supposed to mean anything," Cas said, like he was apologizing for some trespass Dean could only guess at. "I broke the rules."

"We didn't." Dean stopped when he was basically standing nose to nose with him, an inch or two's worth of height neither here nor there. "There weren't any rules, not really."

Because that would have required more talking, and Dean, for one, had not wanted to talk. What he'd wanted was Cas under his hands, Cas's mouth on his, Cas naked, Cas gasping, Cas inside him hot and sweet as sin and salvation. And Dean had all that, and then some, for a couple months of sneaking at random if persistent intervals into this fucking room -- literally, a fucking room -- covered all over in what may as well have been secrets. Dean didn't speak a single rune language and apparently he didn't speak Cas either.

Cas couldn't move any further away without merging with the wall. His eyes on Dean's were so--

"This hasn't been meaningless, to me," Cas said, mouth turned down as though he expected Dean to hate him for the confession.

Dean took a step backward. "It hasn't been to me either." 

Cas looked at him like he'd spoken in Dalecarlian. Dean's heart clenched. He felt like he was just beginning to see the shape of what was happening, like if he looked away from Cas he would lose something precious he'd only just realized he was supposed to keep firmly in his grip.

Cas held his gaze, searching. He seemed to discover a revelation. "Oh," he said, his eyes suddenly alight.

The relief flooding over Dean was like diving into a clear, cool lake on a sweaty summer day. "Oh," he agreed, crowding into Cas's space again.

He hadn't kissed Cas but a dozen or two times in the last hour. Some remedies were easily executed.

Cas's hand tightened in his hair at the rap-rap-rappp on the door. His mouth was very red and Dean gentled the kiss without conceding it was necessary to actually stop kissing despite the interruption.

"If you guys are gonna be done with your research any time soon," Charlie called from the hallway, with a sarcastic emphasis on the word research, "Sam and I are ordering some Chinese. If, you know, you wanna eat some dinner with us later."

Dean waited until her footsteps faded. "She might be on to us."

Cas quirked an eyebrow. "Didn't you tell her what was going on almost from the start?"

Ah. Yeah, Dean had forgotten doing that. There were some real downsides to day drinking.

"And I told Sam after maybe a week," Cas said, with such innocence it only took five or six years off of Dean's life.

Dean laid his head on Cas's shoulder with a hidden groan and tried to recalibrate. "Wait. Why have we been sneaking around in here if everyone knows?" 

Not that two other people equalled the entirely of their acquaintance pool, but still.

"I thought you were enjoying the secretive nature of our encounters." Cas somehow managed to sound both prim and snarky. His eyebrow was working hard.

Dean took Cas's head in his hands and kissed his forehead. "The floor quilts are great. Y'know what would be even better? A mattress, Cas." 

"Noted."

Several hours later, Dean discovered that the ceiling in Cas's room was boringly plain white, not a runic inscription or rhyme in sight. He didn't mind.

[wanderingcas]

Hello tis I, ur angst excerpt anon

Before (August 2017)

There are many things that Dean wants for his kid. The first is that she’ll never go hungry. The second is that she’ll always have a home- four walls, a ceiling, and three squares a day. Third is the chance to have a normal life. She’ll get to grow up as normal as he could give her, with a stable school life, sleepovers, and as far away from hunting as possible. Fourth is that she will always be loved. Dean knows all too well what it’s like to doubt a father’s love. He never wants her to feel like he did.

“I swear, Cas, if you’re not here when I get back, we’re done.” I love you. Stay. Please still be here. Don’t let it end like this.

Cas isn’t there. He’s gone.

Dean lets out a shaky breath, tears springing to his eyes. He should’ve known better. Cas was always bound to leave for greener pastures. Something more suitable for an angel than a thirty-something shell of a man. Maybe his dad was right; Dean is just too broken for people to stay. Never enough for his dad, or Sam, and now Cas. Everyone leaves, and Dean is always the one left behind.

Small arms wrap around his waist, jolting him out of his thoughts, his own automatically rising to hug back. Dean looks down to see a head of black hair pressed to his ribs. He opens his mouth, to say ‘hey kiddo, couldn’t sleep?’, but nothing comes out but a wet gasp, the arms around him squeezing just a bit harder.

There’s a million things Dean wants for his daughter, and a million more he never wants her to experience.

“It’s going to be okay, Dad. Papa still loves you.”

But if there’s one thing above all others that he wish he could spare her from, it was this.

oh NO i am EMOTIONAL anon once again you've struck me down and im left wanting more of this

[theexecutionerssong]

Okay Gaëlle, i hate to do this but I have to. What are your favorite episodes of Supernatural throughout the seasons 1-15🤔 shit you can even tell me why, i would very much enjoy to hear it. Because I am not ready to let this damn show go, so I’ve been watching videos/talking about different episodes all day long.

On are you kidding me sdfghjk i could make you a top 100 but I’ll try to keep it under... 40, in chronological order it is because do NOT ask me to pick my favorites among favorites. And if I start to tell you why, we’ll still be here in a week, so you can draw conclusions from the quotes ^^

2x20 What Is and What Should Never Be: Our happiness for all those people's lives, no contest. Right? But why? Why is it my job to save these people? Why do I have to be some kind of hero? What about us, huh? What, Mom's not supposed to live her life, Sammy's not supposed to get married? Why do we have to sacrifice everything, Dad?

3x10 Dream a Little Dream of Me: Dad knew who you really were. A good soldier and nothing else. Daddy's blunt little instrument. Your own father didn't care whether you lived or died. Why should you?

My father was an obsessed bastard! All that crap he dumped on me, about protecting Sam! That was his crap. He's the one who couldn't protect his family. He- He's the one who let Mom die. Who wasn't there for Sam. I always was! He wasn't fair! I didn't deserve what he put on me. And I don't deserve to go to Hell!

4x01 Lazarus Rising: You don't think you deserve to be saved

4x03 In the Beginning:  On November 2nd, 1983, don't get out of bed. No matter what you hear, or what you see. Promise me you won't get out of bed.

4x16 On the Head of a Pin:  For what it's worth, I would give anything not to have you do this.

4x20 The Rapture: I wanna make sure you understand. You won't die or age. If this last year was painful for you, picture a hundred, a thousand more like it. - It doesn't matter. You take me. Just take me.

4x22 Lucifer Rising: You're not in this story. - Yeah, well... We're making it up as we go.

5x04 The End: What happened to you? - Life

5x10 Abandon All Hope...:  Mom... This might literally be your last chance to treat me like an adult. Might wanna take it?

5x13 The Song Remains the same:  It's okay, baby. It's all okay. Angels are watching over you.

6x15 The French Mistake: honestly how iconic, doesn’t need quotes

6x20 The Man Who Would Be King: It sounds so simple when you say it like that. Where were you when I needed to hear it? - I was there. Where were you?

7x04 Defending Your Life: Hunters are never kids. I never was.

7x17 The Born Again Identity: You’re not a machine, Dean.

8x01 We Need to Talk about Kevin:  It was bloody, messy. 31 flavors of bottom dwelling nasties. Hell, most days felt like 360 degree combat. But there was something about being there... it felt pure.

8x07 A Little Slice of Kevin: You can’t save everyone, my friend. Though you try.

8x17 Goodbye Stranger: We need you. I need you.

8x23 Sacrifice: Where do I start to even look for forgiveness?

9x06 Heaven Can Wait: Nobody told you. Nobody explained. You're just… shoved out kicking and screaming into this human life, without any idea why any of it feels the way it feels, or why this confusion, which feels like it's… a hair's breadth from terror or pain. You know, just when you think you do understand, it'll turn out you're wrong. You didn't understand anything at all.

9x11 First Born: no proper quotes but it introduced Cain so that’s that.

9x22 Stairway to Heaven: his true weakness is revealed. He's in love... with humanity. 

9x23 Do You Believe in Miracle: I'm proud of us.

10x05 Fan Fiction:  Supernatural has everything. Life, death, resurrection, redemption -- but above all, family. All set to music you can really tap your toe to. It isn't some meandering piece of genre dreck, it's... epic.

10x14 The Executioner’s Song (what a surprise): First, first you'd kill Crowley -- there'd be some strange mixed feelings on that one, but you'd have your reason, get it done, no remorse. And then you'd kill the angel Castiel, now that one, that I suspect would hurt something awful. And then! Then would come the murder you'd never survive, the one that would finally turn you into as a much of a savage as it did me... Your brother, Sam. The only thing standing between you and that destiny is this Blade. You're welcome my son.

10x22 The Prisoner:  When you finally turn, and you will turn... Sam, and everyone you know, everyone you love... they could be long dead. Everyone except me. I'm the one who will have to watch you murder the world.

11x04 Baby: because it was GENIUS

11x20 Don’t Call me Shurley: Fare Thee Well

12x10  Lily Sunder Has Some Regrets:  Do it. You blast me away, you'll blast away every angel in the room. I'll survive. Castiel, on the other hand, he's hurt. He might live or he might just end up a bloody smear on the wall. Roll the dice... Yeah. That's what I thought.

12x12 Stuck in the Middle (With You): No, you listen to me. You... Look, thank you. Thank you. Knowing you, it... it's been the best part of my life. And the things that... the things we've shared together, they have changed me. You're my family. I love you. I love all of you.

12x19 The Future:  It's a gift. You keep those.

13x10 Wayward Sisters: all of it and it’s a damn shame the spin off wasn’t picked off

14x13 Lebanon: I guess that I had hoped, eventually, you would... get yourself a normal life, a peaceful life, a family. - I have a family.

15x03 The Rupture: (just because i’m an angst hoe)  You used to trust me, give me the benefit of the doubt. Now you can barely look at me. My powers are failing, and -- and I've tried to talk to you, over and over, and you just don't want to hear it. You don't care. I'm... dead to you. 

15x09 The Trap:  You don't have to say it. I heard your prayer.

15x17 Unity:  My entire life, you've protected me-- from Dad, from Lucifer, from everything. I didn't always like it, you know, but... it's the one thing in the whole world that I could always count on. It's the only thing I've ever known that was true.

15x18 Despair: I always wondered, ever since I took that burden, that curse, I wondered what it could be? What my true happiness could even look like. I never found an answer because the one thing I want... It's something I know I can't have. But I think I know... I think I know now. Happiness isn't in the having, it's in just being. It's in just saying it. I know. I know how you see yourself, Dean. You see yourself the same way our enemies see you. You're destructive, and you're angry, and you're broken. You're “daddy's blunt instrument.” And you think that hate and anger, that's... That's what drives you, that's who you are. It's not. And everyone who knows you see it. Everything you have ever done, the good and the bad, you have done for love. You raised your little brother for love. You fought for this whole world for love. That is who you are. You're the most caring man on Earth. You are the most selfless, loving human being I will ever know. You know, ever since we met, ever since I pulled you out of Hell... Knowing you has changed me. Because you cared, I cared. I cared about you. I cared about Sam, I cared about Jack... I cared about the whole world because of you. You changed me, Dean. - Why does this sound like a goodbye? - Because it is. I love you.

[lmpala97]

Who Does Dean Love More? PART 2 (Dean x Reader)

Warnings: None

Summary: It was a normal day at the bunker, until someone from Dean’s past shows up...

PART 1  PART 3

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“You are one hell of a sick bitch, you know that?” Dean stayed with an angry look, fists clenched at his sides.

“Comes with the eyes, sweetheart” Lisa-demon thing replied with a sickly sweet smile.

“So! Here’s how it goes” she said, her hand still holding the collar of my shirt “I have the blade, and you my dear friend Dean can only save one. Whoever you don’t choose, gets pricked! In a very particularly lethal place!” She smiled at me, running the tip of the blade down the side of my jawline, stopping at the artery in my neck “It’s simple really!”

“And say I refuse to play this game.” Dean questioned.

“Well then” she sighed “ill just kill them both. And poor poor Dean will be oh so alone again”

Dean remained silent. Glaring at the demon and looking at me - so unsure what to do.

I could see the torment in his face. I know he wanted to save us both but one wrong step on his end would surely get one of us killed and he didn’t need any more blood on his hands.

I was about to tell him not to do it. Not to play this sick and twisted game. But how could I? That would be selfish because we both would die. And even if Dean managed to save one of us he would never get over the guilt of it being “his fault” He would never stop blaming himself.

“Times ticking Dean!? What’ll it be?” She tightened the grip on my shirt “not to make it any harder on you, but Lisa still thinks about you, you know. Wonders where you are, what you’re doing, wishing she could start all over with you. She still loves you, she’d take you back in an instant” she pointed to her head with the tip of the blade “and I know because it’s alllll up here. I’m in her head.”

Once again Deans face softened for a moment, contemplating if what this bitch had said was true, but as quick as it had come, it was gone again - his face returning stoic.

“Refusing to play? Well then I’ll just have to choose for you” the demon began pointing the blade back and forth between her body and mine like decimal keeper “eenie, meanie, miniiiii-“

“STOP!” I screamed, my voice richocheting off the bunkers cement walls. “Take me. Kill me”

I couldn’t let Dean feel guilty. If what this demon saying was true then he deserves to be with Lisa. Maybe have a normal life with her and her kid. He loved her. And clearly she loved him. I didn’t want him to look at me and be a reminder of her death. I had to die. For Dean. I loved him.

“Ooooh we have a volunteer” she squealed, letting go of my collar for once

“YN no! What do you think you’re doing! Don’t you dare!” Dean shouted.

I clenched my jaw remaining silent, putting my hand out for the knife which the demon gave me with a smile. It was a regular knife so she knew it would do her no harm and she also knew that I wouldn’t hurt Lisa - for Dean’s sake.

I held the knife in my hand, all of a sudden a simple knife felt so heavy, probably with the weight of what it... what I was about to do with it.

I looked at Dean, he looked scared. His eyes wide and his perfect lips slightly parted. I stared for a moment, trying to take in every angle and line of his face to remember forever.

I mustered a smile. For him.

“Don’t be scared Dean” I said calmly, using both hands to point the Knife towards my abdomen “I love you... gosh I love you so much” a tear slipped down my cheek as I tightened my grip on the handle.

“YN! You drop that knife right now! Now I said!”

“Be happy ok? Be with Lisa. You love her. I won’t make you choose. I’m ready. I’ll be okay”

“YN!” Dean shouted one last time, the tears in his eyes obvious now. Dean leapt forward to stop me but with a swift movement of the demons hand, he was pinned against the wall.

“Tell Sam he’s a pain in my ass” I smiled through my tears, my voice cracking as I began to sob despite my best efforts. Ignoring deans protests, with shakey hands I slowly began to press the sharp tip of the blade into my abdomen.

It hurt. It hurt like a bitch. But I didn’t scream. I couldnt let Dean see how much pain I was in. I could feel the warm blood soaking my shirt as I continued to press the cold steel into my body. I could hear him shouting but it sounded far away - like I was under water. I was too focused. Focused on getting this blade far enough through my flesh to end it.

I didn’t get very far before the loud thud of bodies shook me from my trance. In the flurry of limbs I recognized who they belonged to.

Sam.

Sam had Lisa pinned to the floor, arms above her head as the demon struggled to break free - Sam reciting the exorcism, his head turning as the black smoke exited from her body. And then it was silent, the sound of Sam’s heavy breathing filling the air as I held my own. Waiting, anticipating Lisa’s return.

Her eyes slowly drifted open, and she sat up right like a deer in head lights, looking around in shock “what happened? Where am I? Where’s Ben!?” And then she saw him, still in the corner the demon had pinned him. Her face softened in relief, as did his and in a moment she was wrapped in his arms. His face nuzzled in her hair as he closed his eyes in relief, his knuckles white with how tight he was holding her to his body. I waited for a moment, just watching, waiting to see if Dean would look at me. Ask me if I’m okay and I felt pathetic for that. That I needed that attention. That validation.

But it wasn’t Dean that spoke up, it was Sam.

“YN are you okay? How bad is it? Should we get you to the hospital?” He said softly with a worried expression, his hand finding my shoulder.

“I’m okay, Sam” I managed a half- hearted smile. “It didn’t go too deep, a few superficial stitches and I’ll be fine” I glanced back to where Dean and Lisa were standing. Still holding each other - still oblivious as fuck to everything else around them.

Sam’s face said everything, he was always the most insightful Winchester - and he knew I wasn’t okay. Not really. Not emotionally. I patted his hand and handed him the knife - wrapping his fingers around it.

“I’ll go wash up and stitch up ” I said before turning and leaving the room, refusing to look back another time.

TO HE CONTINUED..

Sorry, I’ve been on a hiatus.

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angry sex part 1

I waited for dean to come pick me up, i knew he would be angry with me. Going against him even though he told me not to go after the werewolf pack,

dean came to the spot where i was in the next 5 mins, and he looked at me from inside the car with a very angry look on his face, i waited for him to get out and i knew i was in trouble, going against him was something i did quite often, not that i cared.

"i told you not to!" dean said getting out of the Impala

"yeah well i did" i said rolling my eyes "im not a child dean, accept it"

"get in the car casey, even if you are not a child. im still worried" he said looking at me angry and concerned

"whatever, you dont have to be, im a big girl" i said getting in the car

"really?!" he said angry

"yeah... i hunted many werewolves on my own" i said annoyed, dean gave me an angry look and started the car, we sat silently in the car for a long time, then we got to the bunker and he slammed the car door and walked off, i got out of the car and followed him

"you dont have to be so angry... jeez" i said getting inside

"you think? do you know how worried I got? what if you got hurt huh? you thought about that?!!" dean said really angry

"if i get hurt, i can deal with it. stop treating me like im a child" i said angry

dean pinned me to wall and said "I will treat you the way I do, and I cant deal with you getting hurt!" he said with a little louder voice

"oh you cant deal with it? then what are you going to do?" i asked looking into his eyes

he didnt say a word rather just fixed his eyes on me, he opened his mouth to say something then stopped .. taking a deep breath he finally said "I worry for you.. and dont you go on a hunt without telling me"

"dont worry, i can fend for myself. and yes mom i will" i said rolling my eyes "i kinda like it when you yell at me" i smiled

"are u challenging me casey" he said looking right into my eyes and bending a little towards me

"am i?" i said raising an eyebrow "all i said was i like it when you are angry"

"and why is that?" dean said with a little smile, his  eyes were still fixed on me

"because you get extra sexy" i said biting my lip

"do I now?" dean said leaning in a little more  getting almost right in front of my face

"yeah you do, i love it" i said looking at him,

as I said it,  dean bend in and gave me a kiss.. "you have been a bad girl,  you know that?" he said with a serious look

"oh really? is that true?" i said getting a little closer

"uh-huh" he said and lifted me up  and headed to the room,

"i like being a bad girl" i said with a sexy voice

"I can see that" he said as i entered the room and slammed the door shut behind him

"now what are you going to do to me?" i asked smiling

"punish you for not listening to me" he said with a smile as laid on bed and started to kiss me slowly

"i do deserve it" i said in a sexy voice

"you do" he said lowering my tanktop, he kissed my shoulder.. slowly moving his hand under  .. touching my skin as he moved then up to unclapsed my bra,

"well someone forgave me quickly" i said smiling

"not so easy love" he said as if he had an evil plan in his mind, he finally freed me from my top and bra.. and kissed my breast and stomach,

"well now you are making me curious" i said moaning a little, i knew sam was here

he slightly bit u near my breats, as his hands slit right in my jean.. ready to remove it with a click,

"you know sam is here right?" i asked moaning a little

"well I dont care" he said as he removed my jeans and looked at me,

"i cant make so much noise, he will hear it" i said wanting to make him more angry

"why are you so worried if he hears.. " he said looking at me as he grabbed my panties  with his finger and moved them down,

"because he will hear me moan" i said getting more turned on, i wanted him to be more angry

his anger rose when i said that, he looked at me and said "then I will make you moan louder baby" as  he spread my legs wide as he licked me slowly,

a smirk on his face as he got a little rough on me, as his hands held me , making it difficult for me to move,

"hmmm dean" i moaned a little louder, making it difficult for me to keep it in

he looked at me and made me sit on bed, still kissing me as his hands were on my back gently holding me.. "get down casey" he said in between the kisses,

i got down on my knees, first licking through his boxers making him frustrated, then taking his hard cock out and putting it all in my mouth, bobbing my head back and forth as i sucked on his member,

dean held ur hair back,  letting you suck him, "hmmmmm i love your mouth around my cock" he moaned a little as i continued

"there you go sweetheart" he moaned as he moved my hair off to the side, i moved my head back and forth as he held my hair, eventually removing my mouth from his cock and looked up at him with puppy eyes,

"no puppy eyes .. they dont work on me" he hold me up turned me around..holding me tight as he kissed my back,

"you sure?" i asked wanting him to get angry again,

he bend u a little down smacked my ass before going in "I'm sure" he said in the most sexiest voice,

i yelped when he smacked me and said something to make him more angry with me "is that all you got?"

"I have a lot more for u bad girl" he said almost in a husky whisper,  he turned me around and laid me on the bed my legs still wide open around him, he got in again, his hands holding my back  in a position that ensured that he got more inside me,

"hmm fuckk" i moaned out loud, not being able to keep it in anymore

"let it out baby" he said biting my neck and gradually pacing up his speed, i let out a scream as he kept going making me hold the sheets and arch my back,

"there u go" he said with a satisfied smile. "next time listen to me when I ask you not to go alone on a hunt" he said licking and kissing at my breasts,

"and if i dont?" i asked kinda wanting more

he moved up to my neck, leaving little bit marks.. "if you dont.. the punishment will be a lot rough" he said in my ears , his hands moved down from my back to ur ass to grab it as he thought of going more rough,

"What if i want it more rough?" I asked moaning a little bit

hearing me say that i want it more rough, dean pulled out.. got his head in between my legs.. as he licked me, hitting the right spot spot every time,. holding me tight. "then u will get it more rough" he said in between of the licks, i moaned out loud even louder than before, his tounge making me more wet, i was unable to hold it much longer, holding his head as he kept going, brushing my hands on his hair

"that is what I wanted to hear" he said with a smile as he continued, knowing he teased me well,

"fuckkk i dont want it to stop" i said moaning louder and louder,

"what if sammy hears us?" he said remembering that i mentioned it before, he tightened his grip.. and slowed his speed,

"what if he does?" i asked looking into his eyes

"I dont care" he said with a smirk... as he didnt let go of me,

"i am sure he heard me" i said feeling his hard hands on my back

"well then I want him to hear you scream" he said in a soft ticklish voice as he moved up,

"then make me scream daddy" i said knowing he loved it,

"I will baby" he said as he sucked at me and let his fingers inside u, slowly moving them, At first i started moaning  and then screaming as he went faster,

he had a satisfied smile on his face.. he continued going faster as he reached up my lips and kissed them hard, not letting me scream at all, eventually making me cum and breathless "Fuck that was fun" i said out of breath

"Yes it was" he said with a smile

[astralshipper]

HEY GUYS so I wrote out one of my old sam dreams and it’s one of the ones that messed me UP bc it was super meta so this isn’t like... all of it obviously bc dreams are weird and don’t stay in ur head but this is as much as I remembered...yes it’s cuddly clingy sam and yes it’s way ooc but i didnt do this ok my brain said this had to happen so-

Pairing: Sam x Astra

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Astra found herself standing off to the side in the slightly cramped elementary school art classroom. Her plans to help her friend with her classes was turning out to be a terrible idea. Her hair was in a mess of a bun atop her head, she knew she had at least two colors of paint on her face, and she hadn’t gotten enough sleep last night. Or… wait, when had she… when had she woken up? She remembered going to sleep but, the waking up part… That was…

“Missing,” a familiar gravelly voice spoke. Her head shot up from her place cleaning paint brushes at the sink. With one look, everything slotted into place. Sam, Dean, and Castiel stood in front of her friend dressed head to toe in their fed threads, though Castiel’s were simply his normal clothes sans the trench coat. The reason she didn’t remember waking up is because she never did. The first Supernatural dream she had ever had only happened a couple weeks prior, and she remembered exactly what happened last time. Sam had proposed last time - on accident, to be fair, but he went for it in the end. She knew the idea of her dreams connecting was a ridiculous idea, and that wouldn’t carry over at all. That’s not usually how dreams work, so she just watched, thinking back and yearning for that same look in Sam’s eyes to meet her again.

Dean held up a photo of a young teenage girl, along the top of the page spelled out in red letters was the word ‘MISSING.’ Tragic, she thought to herself. Shame on her subconscious for hurting that girl, she’d done nothing wrong. 

Something Astra’s friend said clearly affected Sam, as he began rapidly turning his head on a swivel in search of something important. As soon as his eyes locked onto Astra’s a smile bloomed across his face. He bounded towards her like an excited puppy meeting a new friend for the first time, big smile, floppy hair and all. “Astra!” He greeted happily. He took the girl into his arms and pressed a kiss to her forehead as he rocked them both back and forth. Astra took no time to wrap her arms around Sam’s torso. “I’ve missed you, you haven’t been back since… well…” He trailed off as he trailed his hand along her left arm and pulled away to tug her hand in between their bodies. On her ring finger, she realized, sat the same ring from her dream a couple weeks prior. A soft gasp left her lips, and Sam chuckled. He brought her hand up to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it. “I still can’t believe it,” he murmured.

Astra peered up at him in wonder. “You… That… You remember that too?” She asked in curiosity. Sam gave her a soft, understanding smile.

“Don’t remember again, huh? That’s okay. I’m just glad you’re here. These past couple weeks have been rough without you,” he admitted. His thumb brushed over the back of her hand as he held onto it. His feet shuffled awkwardly on the tile floors and he bit his lip in thought. “Do you… I know you don’t remember what we are, but you… Could I…” He broke off with a sigh and hung his head low.

Astra furrowed her brows in confusion. “What? Sam, what’s wrong? How can I help?” She jumped to action right away, not wanting the sad puppy look to appear in a situation that she could stop.

A smile once again tugged at Sam’s lips, much to the woman’s delight. “I just… God, this is always really hard to ask about on these days… Okay, so we’re… together, I think you’ve gathered by now.” He paused to wait for her nod, and as soon as he got it he continued. “I just… get affectionate sometimes, especially if I haven’t seen you in a while, and I wanted to make sure that was okay…” He shrunk down slightly as though trying to make himself appear smaller. 

Astra beamed at the question, almost bouncing on her heels at the idea of getting to be near him for longer. Even though this was all just a dream, she wanted to soak it all up while she could. Her mind flickered back to the blog she ran back in the real world, all of the posts she’s made about this man and how much she always wanted to talk with him and be with him. Her face was instantly overtaken by a blush.

Sam interlaced their fingers and turned to Cas and Dean, who were still speaking with Astra’s friend a few feet away. His brother and best friend glanced over at the couple and both offered their own smiles and waves in greeting to Astra. “We’ve got this, Sammy. Go be all gross. It’s good to see you, pipsqueak,” Dean called over to them in an exasperated tone, though the grin and wink he flashed to Astra insisted that he was far from annoyed. Cas remained silent, but he made sure to lock eyes with her and give her a soft smile as well as a nod.

Sam tugged Astra away to the other side of the room and sat down up against the wall. Astra took a moment to settle down next to him with a few inches of space between them. This clearly wasn’t what Sam wanted, because he let out a huff and pulled her into his side. He pressed a kiss to her temple and allowed his lips to linger there for a moment before letting out a soft sigh and raising his head back up. Astra felt herself missing the contact and, sucking in a breath for bravery, she settled her head down on Sam’s shoulder. Sam hummed in contentment and allowed his head to rest atop hers. 

Sam slid one of his legs under one of Astra’s bent legs so her limb was slung over his, making them feel even closer than they already were without having to move anywhere. “I’ve missed you,” Sam muttered, so softly that Astra could hardly hear it.

“I hope I remember this when I wake up,” Astra pleaded with her own brain. She felt Sam’s rumbling chuckle.

“Even if you don’t, you know I’m there for you, right?” He asked her. She paused for a minute, and he sighed. His head turned to press a soft kiss in her hair, and the girl curled into his side melts at the contact. “I am, you know. I can’t be with you, and trust me, I know how much it sucks, because I miss you like crazy, but I know you’re out there and you love me. And with that, I know everything will be okay.”

Astra took in a shaky breath and burrowed her face into his neck. “You’re too good…” She muttered. Astra chuckled.

“Says you.” He allows her to drop the subject and grabs her hand closest to him, pulling it up and playing with her fingers for a moment. Astra’s brows furrowed.

“What are you doing?” She asked in curiosity. The hunter splayed her fingers out and held his hand up against her own. His hand dwarfed hers by a long shot, and Sam couldn’t help the chuckle that left his lips. 

“Dean’s right, you are a pipsqueak,” he teased. Astra faked an offended gasp and lightly smacked his arm in retaliation. A fit of laughter left him as she scolded him and he wrapped an arm around her to pull her back into his side. She huffed and took up her previous position with her head against his shoulder. Sam held out his hand again and wiggled his fingers in request.

“No way! You’re just gonna make fun of me again,” Astra pouted. 

“Aww, angel,” Sam cooed teasingly. “I won’t make fun of you, I promise, little bit.” 

Astra groaned in annoyance, much to his delight, but placed her hand in his anyways. He interlaced their fingers together and placed his free hand on her leg slung over his own. They pair sat there for what could have been minutes or hours, it didn’t really seem to matter to either of them. At one point, though, Astra felt the usual pull that precedes waking up from a dream. She let out a whine at the realization that this was all almost over.

“What’s wrong, angel?” Sam asked in worry, pulling away to look at her.

Astra sighed. “I’m about to wake up from all of this,” she muttered in a downtrodden tone. “I don’t wanna leave you… I’m gonna miss you, Sam…” She felt a sob bubbling up in her throat, and the tears would soon follow. She tried her best to swallow it down, but Sam knew her all too well. He frowned and pulled her into his chest in a hug.

“Shh, it’s okay, Astra. It’s okay. You’ll be back soon, alright? I’ll see you again. You’re okay. I love you, alright? No matter how long it takes you to come back, I love you, alright?” He assured her. His thumb stroked her temple as he cradled the side of her head. She nodded furiously and placed a hand over his own, leaning in and pressing her forehead against his.

“I love you too, Sam,” she stated with confidence. His smile was enough to get her to grin, even in this state. 

“Okay, Astra. I’ll see you soon, promise you.” He pressed his lips against hers in a quick kiss, a kiss of which she tried to soak up as much as possible, and pulled away just enough to press a kiss to her nose. “Til next time, little angel.”

And then she woke up. In her own bed, in her own house, in the real world. A moose plushie sat clutched in her arms, and Supernatural merchandise lay about the room where she remembers leaving it. Sam wasn’t real. None of that was real. No matter how real it felt. She took in a deep breath and dropped back onto her pillow. 

Just because it wasn’t real didn’t mean her mind won’t let her see Sam again… right?

[incarnateirony]

The irony.

This is deadass petty on my part, and I’m fully aware, but I am so far past just letting assholes slide without being called out and much less turned around on themselves since they’re generally in a headass ouroboros already anyway. Still putting it behind a cut, but this is in regards to: certain recent wanky ship warring, the Destiel shirt, and some asshats that could not physically control themselves to stay out of me and my friends’ mentions a few days ago. But the shirt was just the perfect highlight. If you’re M*gstiel sensitive, either avoid, or feel free to lose your shit in my notes afterward, IDGAF.

So for those of you who paid attention, a few days back, I had a small drove of aggressive M*gstiel shippers descend on me-and-mine; first on my friends’ feeds on twitter for about three days and then, after I got fed up with shit of them flagrantly insulting and attacking anyone that said they didn’t like M*gstiel (even if/when they said “but it’s okay if you do”, and attacked after they answered “why not?”s), I made a tumblr post covering all of the huge logical fallacies and trying to logically explain why I had canon issues with it and that it was disrespectful of them to just dismiss huge issues of consent and vessel presence laid out in canon and that I shouldn’t be forced to accept headcanon workarounds that don’t even fit... other canon about those same excuses. Like, I’d left M*gstiel alone 100% since I joined the fandom but this individual - by name - M*gstiel Patron - literally could not resist divebombing into Destiel squii threads for days.

This individual - and those that followed in their wake, took off in the “HAHAHAH DESTIEL DOESNT EXIST NOBODY AT ALL AT TPTB LIKES IT UR JUST TRICKING URSELVES HAHAHAHAHAH U’LL NEVER GET *ANYTHING*” BS attempted mockery that we eyerolled off but they were evidently wildly incensed and trying to piss people off. 

Well.

Now in the reviews, look very closely at the names that are complaining.

Or maybe that thread spamtagging Hot Topic

Hmmmm

Well, WB sells official merch too, maybe they have something over there...

No, WB, I did not mean Castiel mega-sized but yes, I am now interested in Castiel mega-sized.

“But the WB shop doesn’t have the Destiel shirt! That’s the REAL official stuff!!” I mean, ignoring that Hot Topic is a licensed vendor in communication WITH the WB that ALWAYS markets a different branch of swag, if you’re thinking of saying “Only the WB line is real,” that is the Join The Hunt line. Now, let’s take the Destiel shirt and look closer.

And that isn’t all. In the last month, Hot Topic also released this lovely wallet which, while generally Team Free Willish, sells on a product description of going on a hunt with your angel boyfriend. Yes, my friends, in the last month, HT has decided to start heavy marketing by Destiel. Before that it was vague team Dean talk or Cas-positivity, which is already neat but... yeah.

Hell, I love Rachel Miner, but I don’t smoke enough crack to think that five or six years later they’re spontaneously going to go out of their way to make her relevant again (after completing her plot arc and doing a “take a stand” ending for redemption). She didn’t have close to the same outcry as say, Charlie (esp wrt enduring female rep and queer rep, as in, IN-THE-SHOW-QUEER-REP, being fridged offscreen and dumped in a bathtub), and that was a three year gap. Not five or six. Look up “Meg” in either shop and you get... well, Hot Topic pulls up Megara from Hercules and WB shop has... nothing. If you search “Charlie” she doesn’t have by-name swag but both products bring up at least adjacent swag she’s mentioned in (like the trivia game, etc, which weirdly Meg doesn’t turn up results for). Much less ship swag for it. There’s just... not the demand. Bobby was brought up every few years; Mary too, and was DIRECTLY RELEVANT TO SAM AND DEAN. Gabe HAD demand the whole time and Rich stayed directly involved on set directing the whole time. This isn’t hard to figure out.

Rachel Miner is a doll. But mostly for who she is as a humanitarian outside the walls of a fictional TV show - which is FINE - but that doesn’t mean the show will cater to demands when there’s no demand for the *CHARACTER*

These bizarre war cries and temper tantrums are pretty damn wild. She was not a high demand character. It is not a high demand ship. This isn’t hard to figure out. If she comes back, great, but what the hell guys - lmao - “MY SHIP IS DEAD AND NEVER GOT SWAG SO I’M GONNA BREAK OTHER PEOPLE’S TOYS”? What are you, five?

Sorry, call me a petty bitch but 

I AM LIVING

What are we gonna do, start resurrecting any character that kinda-sorta redeemed at the end? Where are they yelling for Metatron’s resurrection arc?

[jadeimpala67]

14.12 notes *spoilers ahead*

Taken as I’m watching the episode

Intro cut scene is BAD ASS

until the box part >.>

WHAT NO THEY’RE UNDER WATER FUCK THIS

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

BABY NO OH HONEY

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!?!?!?!

oh thank god it was a nightmare.....

Motherfuckers almost gave me a heart attack

I’m 4 minutes into it, and I need to pause it cuz I literally cannot fucking breathe.

who tha fuck is this bit and why is he making kool aid

why did he throw the lady into the kool aid

I am confusion

BITCH WHAT THE FUCK

um ow

I guess now it really IS kool aid

demons like kool aid too ig

ew. nick. why. can he pls just die already ffs

“none of that was my fault” - suck my left nut.

I’m sensing a burial theme here..... I don’t like it.

I hate it too, Sammy.

GODDAMNIT DEAN, TELL YOUR HUSBAND AND YOUR CHILD.

You fuck.

Hi Cass ;A;

Cass is a worried hubby ;-;

I am not okay.

hey it’s the kool aid man again

that is a lot of plastic

Egyptian god you say? *flashback to Osiris - “cuz I’m the judge, son”*

THAT IS NOT HOW YOU MAKE KOOL AID

-fist commercial break and i have far more questions than answers.

Hey Mike- mah man - can you like... not?

Hey Dean- Can you fucking not???

Aw honey...

Excuse me, John fucking did what????

I would’ve made him choose between a bedpan or a catheter tbh.

Dumbshit.

Sam. What the fuck. Are you doing.

ow my fucking heart

OH HEY IT’S ABOUT KOOL AID GUY

oh hey is tha- yup. Thanks Dean. yes it is. cool beans

I don’t trust Kool Aid clone.....

Awwwwwwwwwww worried Cass baby <3

He’s so cute <3

UH OH CASS JUST RATTED ON LIL BRO LMFAO

Tell him baby. You tell him

TALK TO YOUR HUSBAND, GODDAMNIT.

F.U.C.K

-second commercial break and idk if I like where this is going.

ahahahahahahahaha Sam is taller than the door frame XD

.......................holy...........................what the..........................jesus f-..........................

oh what the fuck

I don’t care if it’s the red sea. It’s kool aid to me. Just really gross kool aid.

well that’s not creepy at all.

I don’t like this.....

BITCH WHAT THE FUCK.

GO BABY GO BABY GO BABY GO

Yeah Dean <3 That’s my man <3

I’m betting it’s ole donny boy- not god

....................unless it’s lucifer.............

I hope I’m wrong

NONONONONONONONO

JESUSFUCKINGCHRIST

WHAT THE ACTUAL SHIT WAS THAT

bye kool aid man :’(

they’re gonna have to kill Donnie-boy ain’t they.....

fjuck.

ugh, Nick, go away. fr

I don’t like that the lamp makes a weird face on the wall with the light

wait..............

no................

............no.................

WH.............

I KNEW IT

...................................................oof.

way to go, dumbass.

-third commercial break and I am the uppsetti wheres my spaghetti.

there ya go. dipshit.

“I found who killed you” okay, and?

lmfao marital drama from beyond the grave.

Take him out, hunny!

GET HIM!

I don’t like where this is going.....

yikes.

big oof.

this is more awkward than it is sad.....

whatchya doin there, nick?

that doesn’t sound lonely and pathetic at all.....

DOCTOR SEXY, CASS

LOOK AT THE HUNGER IN DEAN’S EYES GOOD LAWD

mmph

lmfao dean can’t stop staring at castiel lmfao

tell him babe.

ouch. ow. if you know how i feel, why would you say that?

NO. NO NO NO NO NO NO

my fucking heart hurts.

I fucking called it

YAY CASS TO THE RESCUE!!! <3 I love him so much

“Get out”, hot omg

hey more burial metaphors, thanks. I hate it.

ooooooooo look at sexy dr angel <3

UGH I LOVE IT WHEN HIS EYES ARE LIT WIT GRACE

draaaaaaaaaaaaaamaaaaaaaaaaa

i bet Donnie-boy dies

wow that scared the shit out of me

ugh look at Dean’s face <3 what a cutie <3

Dr. Castiel - Miracle worker MD

Commercial break and I am somewhere between warm n gooy cuz Castiel n Dean - and In a lot of fucking pain .-.

hey look, it’s jello lmfao

Oh my god theyre so cute standing next to each other like that kmn

celebrating???

“no rest for the self-destructive” - that’s it, that’s the show.

ouch. Sam. Quit it.

aww, Sam ur little brother syndrome is showing. that’s cute

JESUS CAN WE LIGHTEN UP PLS MY HEART CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH

I am not okay

  I shouldn’t be crying cuz I still have an infection but goddamn this is killing me

his voice is breaking and so is my soul

“don’t hit me again, okay?” uh hi, me too thnx

THAT’S IT?! THAT’S THE WHOLE EPISODE?! R U KIDDING ME?!

U CAN’T JUST LEAVE ME LIKE THIS

WHAT THE HELL

I’M SO CONFUSED

WHAT THE FUCK

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[juicifeur]

Passing Through (Pt.3)

PART 1 ~ PART 2

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: little bits of angstyness

A/N: At least I got this done (after three months) after like five months

Summary: With a demon occupying your body, the Winchesters struggle to adjust but they still bring you back to the bunker. And they try to do everything to get you back to normal.

Three days passed and neither of the Winchesters slept.

Sam because he was using every waking second he had to find a way to exorcize the demon that occupied your body, and Dean because Sam wouldn’t let him sleep. 

The aroma of coffee and bourbon was the only constant. That, and the soft hum of your altered voice carrying through the vents from the dungeon.

Dean laughed under his breath as he sat at one of the large tables in the bunker’s library. He’d been sucked into the internet and for some reason, he couldn’t stop watching video after video.

  “What’s so funny?” Sam asked as he walked in. Despite not showering for the last three days, he still looked mildly presentable. Dean chuckled again and lifted his phone up, smiling.

  “Watch this video, this guy’s got a trombone and his kid’s banging an oven door-”

  “Seriously?” Sam looked at his brother. Dean taking breaks had become an issue to Sam, it was time wasted not looking for a way to save you, and this demon had its claws in you deep.

  “I’ve been working my ass off to try and get Y/N back and you’ve been sitting there watching stupid videos?” He scoffed and Dean pursed his lips in awkward silence.

  “Sammy, maybe you just need to take a few hours off and relax. You’ve been up for like forty hours almost.” Dean stood up and pat Sam on the shoulder, but the younger brother shook his head, not showing outward signs of exhaustion yet.

  “I gotta save, Y/N. It’s the only thing I can think about.” Sam sighed and set his laptop down on the table. His calloused fingers trembled with the breaths he took.

  “We just have to find a way to make sure this doesn’t do more harm than good. If I can just figure out a way to distract it..” He sighed again and Dean nodded.

  “Well, then we have to-” 

  “What?” Sam asked. His brother held up a finger and turned his ear toward the wall.

  “You hear that?” Dean turned toward one of the vents that resided near the ceiling in the library. The voice was slowly getting louder.

  “Is that...singing? I’m not just hearing things, right?”

   “Yeah, that’s Y/N.” Sam bit the inside of his lip.

   “The itsy bitsy demon crawled up the water spout; Down came the black smoke and choked the human out.”  A giggle came out of your throat.

The chains that bound your ankles rattled softly as your legs moved back and forth under the chair like you were on a swing. Your joints ached like they were being sawed through with a rusty knife, but that was the whole point.

   “Where am I?” You asked. But no sound came out of your mouth. Your neck ached from hanging forward but, again, you didn’t do anything to stop that. You could feel your wrists bound to the chair, the ropes digging into your skin, but you didn’t make any sort of effort to move them. 

   “Shut up.” Another voice, other than your own, spoke, echoing off the curves of your skull and reverberating in your ears. Suddenly you remembered what had happened. Your body wasn’t your own anymore. Your head was drawn up at the sound of large metal doors unlocking and opening in front of you.

   “Sammy, been wondering where you got to.” Your lips curled up into a smirk as you watched both brothers enter the cold dark room. A mouldy sandwich lay on a plate in front of your feet, from when Sam had tried to get you to eat; to no avail. Dean opposed that idea, but Sam’s resilience led him to believe that the Y/N he knew was still in there and needed to eat. It wasn’t clear how long it had been since your last meal, considering that the demon didn’t need any of that to survive.

   “Let me talk to Y/N.” All the light in Sam’s eyes was gone, and his fists clenched at his sides as he looked you over. He was definitely looking at something in particular, but you didn’t know what. It was pointless to try and scream for help, it wouldn’t let your voice through. 

   “Hmm, I don’t know. I like the view from where I’m sitting.” The demon mewled, leaning forward and pulling your lip between your teeth.

   “I could sit here all day. Hi Dean.” Another giggle came from your throat and the boys awkwardly avoided eye contact. 

   “Just give us a minute.” Dean practically growled, glaring at the demon inside of you. You could feel it roll your eyes.

   “Fine, fine.” 

Suddenly it felt like your chest was ten times lighter. For a split second there was relief - and the devil on your shoulder, the one that had beaten the angel on the other to the ground a long time before, was gone. Or at least dormant for now.

Once you were able to move your head on your own, you looked slowly down at your arms. Your muscles throbbed and your head felt like it was on fire but you were alive. How that was possible escaped you. Bruises started to form and you could feel the same sensation happening around your ribs. It made a small noise of discomfort escape from your lips and you looked up at the boys with heavy tears in your eyes.

The wounds that riddled your skin could have been months old. The areas under your eyes slowly darkened and your cheeks lost their colour, it was as if all indications of humanity that you displayed up until this point were just part of the demon’s facade. And since you had never been involved with whatever these boys did, you had no way to understand what the hell was actually going on. All you knew was that something had taken over your body and had forced you to start believing in something that had nothing to do with your normal view of life - something that wasn’t natural.

The pain in Sam’s eyes worsened as your limbs turned black and blue, the only thing that had kept you looking semi-normal was the demon’s ability to heal itself and appear invincible.

   “S-Sammy..” You practically gasped feeling your chest seize up and start throbbing. The intercostal muscles between your ribs ached with trauma and hindered your lungs from taking full breaths. The stabbing pain you felt as you shifted in the chair indicated to you a possible broken rib; the result of something you couldn’t remember.

Sam’s eyes changed and he rushed to your side, remembering to keep his hands at a distance as not to hurt you anymore. His protective instincts would pose a problem when you whimpered his name yet again.

   “Y/N, hey, we’re gonna get that thing out, alright, don’t worry, we got you-”

   “Sam, it hurts.” You began to cry, you felt as though your guts had been twisted over and over and tied in knots.

   “I know, Y/N, I know, you just gotta hang in-”

   “Times up!” The demon’s eyes flashed black again and your teeth snapped at Sam’s cheek as he suddenly pulled away. A dark chortle sounded from your throat and Sam didn’t know how such a terrible sound could come from your vocal cords.

   “Don’t like biting, anymore huh? Oh, Sammy from what Y/N remembers, you never had a problem with it.” The demon giggled again and Sam’s lip turned into a snarl.

   “Why the hell are you here. Why go after Y/N.” Dean stepped in front of his clearly overwhelmed brother. The demon’s head tilted teasingly. The way your teeth were bared and the way your eyes stared them down with a dead, menacing look reminded Dean of “The Exorcist”.

   “Oh, boys, to get to you of course. Unfortunately, you’ve both been too stupid to look for the signs in that fucking town for the last six months.” The demon grinned again, attempting to get a reaction out of Sam.

   “Avoiding your past will only make it worse, Samuel. Just ask that pretty little blonde, Jessica.” A giggle left your chapped lips. The tension in the room rose as Sam’s fists clenched and he stepped towards your fragile form, intending to interrogate further. But his brother’s hand gripped his forearm before he could take his second step.

   “Too soon?” Your previously beautiful eyes turned from demonic obsidian to their natural colour and the demon twisted your face into an expression that conveyed innocence. It made his stomach churn.

Two more days past before the demon was finally weakening. 

Beads of blood emerged from cuts all over your body and they continued to stain your tattered clothing.

The bags under Sam’s eyes got darker as the hours went on, he hadn’t slept, and he hadn’t stopped trying to loosen the demon’s hold on you.

It was painful and lengthy, like a lot of things that you had gone through in your life. Every once in a while your limbs would move involuntarily, or your throat would emit a high pitched laugh, and every time this happened you felt your body begin to deteriorate further.

Suddenly, something felt different and you saw Sam’s tired face for the first time free from control. The book he held dropped from his hands and he rushed to your side, Dean exiting whatever dark, cold room you were in to get something to clean you up with or something that would ensure you wouldn’t die from your injuries.

Your weak arms lay limp and your neck didn’t seem to have the strength to hold your head up anymore.

   “S..Sam..” Blood had dried under your nose and over the cuts that hatched your arms and they left a grubby, sweaty, sticky feeling all over your skin. Your hands, clammy with sweat, stretched out slightly as your fingernails scratched at the arms of the chair you were still shackled to. The cuffs dug into your ankles and wrists and you looked up, with blurred vision, at the two men who saved your life.

Arms, legs, fingers, toes; you could feel everything. Unfortunately, everything hurt, but at least you knew that you were alive.

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12 Oct. Suptober: Hellbound

If Garth's lead turned out to be crap, Dean was never gonna hear the end of it.

au (choose ur own autumnal timeframe post-s8, no-one’s dying or possessed); deancas UST

Oh, to just be fishing. A dock, a line, water clear and rippled with small bubbles like old glass, the kindest breeze. Cas warming his side, stoic and silent. (It was a daydream; he could admit this in a daydream.) Maybe the fish would bite, or maybe they'd just twinkle up at the surface every so often, tails flicking silver before they'd chase each other away from the danger of the hook with its juicy, dangling worm. A blue jay arguing in a distant oak and the air scented with pine. Paradise.

Instead, Dean thought, I am going to hell. Literally hellbound. No, wait. Hellbound™: the hottest ride at the Pottawatomie County fair, pun only intended because the air conditioning had crapped out. This was not even the fun, terrible kind of hell that smelled like sulphur and was decorated like a low-rent Spirit Halloween barfed in there, with Crowley dicking around like, you know, a dick, while ordering his minions to go steal a buttload of souls.

If Garth's lead turned out to be a bust, Dean was never gonna hear the end of it.

The little boat knocked against the wall of the canal. Dean clenched his jaw as dubious liquids splashed up over the boat lip. An animatronic werewolf with patchy fur clacked its plastic yellow teeth together as the boat passed by, pulled along by the current. A faux wrought-iron lantern blinked orange, purple, orange. Up ahead, an ironically neckless vampire was saying in a garbled Transylvanian accent, "I vant to suck your blud."

"I hate this," Sam whispered, and for once Dean couldn't even give him shit about getting into the spirit of the season and all that, because Dean hated it too.

"What’s that scent?" Cas asked from the seat behind them.

"Chlorine," Dean said, and Sam finished, "mixed with toddler pee."

When Dean turned around, Cas was sniffing the air again, like he was trying to determine whether or not Dean and Sam's assessment was accurate.

"Stop that," Dean said. "Don't breathe any more deeply than you have to."

"I don't have to breathe deeply at all," Cas informed him. 

There was something about his expression that made Dean flash a smile at him and then regret it almost as helplessly when Cas smiled back, tentative, as though he’d ever been bashful for one second of his trillions of years of life. It made Dean feel shy, and elated.

Sam coughed.

Dean turned back around and glared at him. Sam was doing a fine job pretending to be transfixed by a Freddy Krueger slow dancing with a Jason while a Chucky was rigged to wiggle around on a folding table.

The boat hit some sort of log (log?) and a fresh wave of bog juice splashed onto Dean's boots and Sam's.

"I hate this," Sam repeated much more loudly.

"We get it," Dean hissed.

Finally, finally, the boat approached a bend in the canal. The current seemed to slow and the little boat thrashed back and forth unexpectedly as it crawled nearer a new scene.

Cas sucked in a breath he didn't need and his hand landed on Dean's shoulder. Dean followed Cas's line of sight and felt his stomach lift.

The vignette was lit in a strange burgundy hue. In the center, a throne -- for want of a better word and which was probably just a plastic adirondack draped in cheap velour -- was occupied by a large grinning mannequin, its wide teeth stained and its face and arms painted red. Someone had dressed the figure in a satin red jumpsuit that had fallen on hard times since disco went out of style. 

The effect would have been as cheesy and lame as the rest of the ride but for what protruded from the mannequin's head: enormous, curling horns the color of bleached bone. At one end were points sharp enough to pierce hulls; at the other, blackened blood trickled from the wounds left when the horns had been rended from their original owner.

Dean swallowed. The hand on his shoulder tightened. There was nothing phony about those horns. Dean's daydream of exiting this godforsaken ride and catching a few rainbow trout in the local lake before the sun vanished for the day officially winked out of existence.

There was a minotaur in this town, and no wonder it was pissed.

[themanicgalaxy]

SPN 4X11 Family Remains

see based on this previous on...this doesn't look like a Sunshine Huggybear type of episode

well this is a creepy cold open

Dean: I am going to be Burying myself in Work to Forget Things

Sam: please let me fucking sleep, please, I'm so tired

"you can't run forever" heh he did that on purpose

"and one homicide" this fucker likes making stuff sound like a joke/punchline!

and I know that's what it is because I do it too

baHAHAH the Suburban Family with 2 kids, ft snippy teen

ooo And an uncle!

*casually tries not to be noticed by the owners*

*bullshits something about an uninhabitable house*

I swear they're going to be called out on this sooner or later

the talking through the screen is neat though

"well maybe there was one thing" cliche *ding*

of course the uncle

Oh NO DO THEY GET IN TROUBLE OH BOY

ah the girl sees something

oh the little boy is DEAD

dON'T TALK TO THE GHOST?!

they're getting a LOT of character for the family this time, what's happening

G O in crayon is pretty fucked

on the bright side, at least they think it's blood first cuz of the red, that's pretty fun

"the girl in the walls" well that's fun

EW THE WEIRD SLURPS

the kids: YES FINALLY FUCK YEAH GHOST

Sam's face just SCREAMS: I'm never having kids

TOO LATE

hey maybe don't go back inside

heh no guns either, tires slashed

Dean's SUPREMELY unhappy about that ahaha

AW THE SCOOBY DOO

I have no idea why "You're gonna have yourself a third hole" is just SUPREMELY FUNNY

"But Dean you have no gun"

that, ladies and gents, is called Supreme Bluffing

can y'all chill the filter please

oHO PAST THE SALT?

"shoot her!" "yeah about that"

"you smell that?" "every day"

oh that's kinda sad tho

boy is that a fucked up cavern

also "I'm telling you, humans"

this reminds me of that season 1 part of castlevania

"the lady who lives in the walls" is like...actually literal this time

oh good love the corpses in the floorboards

Ted's...dead oh dear god

Ah so we always kinda see Dean in the right in battle, and if it's Sam's POV OHHH

ah dead kid

the sarcastic "nothing bad ever happens in the " is p nice tbh

Dean has just Fixated

oh Yikes

this motherfucker really got hIS DAUGHTER PREGNANT THEN CALLED HER A WHORE FOR IT? WHAT THE FUCK?

Humans, huh

boy this is messed up as hell

her eyes are TERRIFYING

god this kid needs therapy

Dean Desperately Trying to Atone for Bad Things he did in hell by just Desperately trying to do good things

oh lovely there's two of them

ah they don't like light I see

the door banging and both of them SCREECHING was a nice touch

did...she kill herself? what?

"lifelong torture turns you into something like that" oof time for Projection

Sam: no wait ur Dean you can't be evil

ah he LIKED the torture, that was the problem

BOY is he going through it

man pre-hell dean used to smile so much more and stuff and now he's just in Pain

wrap up:

1. I...guys please tone down the filter, what was the REASON

2. Once someone clued me into the fact that the whole thing is from Sam's perspective, Dean getting a HUGE benefit of the doubt when it comes to the job, but not for his promiscuity...like it makes a hell of a lot more sense

3. This was quite the "I project onto Dean" episode let's not examine that

4. just...normal standard fucked up fair, Ig. p neutral all things considered

[benwhlshaws]

ok so this is just a rambly overview over what has happened (sam wise) over the seasons so its maybe a little bit easier when keep blabbing @ u abt him 😂

i will try not to go on tangents ehhh 😬😬

sorry for the salty tone in advance

s1: ok sam is at college & lives with jess, dean comes to him after they havent seen each other in 2/3/4 years and says they gotta find john bc he didnt come home from a hunting trip, sam reluctantly says yes to one case but only if theyll be back in time for his law school interview (☹️ oh child), they do the case, sam comes home to jess burning on the ceiling like his mum, and him & dean hit the road to Find Dad and Kill The Demon.

during all this sam starts to get visions of bad things happening in the future and everyones Concerned, they eventually find dad but fail to kill the demon and dean gets fatally injured.

s2: john makes a deal with azazel (the demon that killed mary and jess) to save dean and Dies (& gets sent to hell), sam and dean are Sad (this is tangent worthy but i Won’t right now)

note worthy middle season things are that sam gets possessed by a demon that makes him do horrible stuff in one ep and in another the first girl he has sex with after jess turns out to be a werewolf and he has to shoot her (Fun!), oh and before john died he told dean he might have to kill sam if he starts going rogue (bc john knows abt sam’s mysterious gifts), dean eventually tells sam abt it and sam is Horrified obvs, season ends with azazel kidnapping sam and other kids with Gifts and sam finds out he was fed demon blood as a baby, sam gets killed and dies in deans arms, dean makes a crossroads deal to bring him back and gets one year of life left

oh and they open hells gates and john gets out and is just Normal Dead (yay) but also lots of dark stuff (not yay)

s3: sam is Upset and tries to find a way to get dean out of the deal, katie cassidy’s Ruby appears and says she can help, mid season stuff notable mention for an ep in which the trickster makes sam watch dean die every day for abt 100 days and then lets sam live 6 months without him just for Fun (dean doesnt remember any of this but sam does), anyway they fail at saving dean and sam has to watch him get ripped apart by hellhounds

s4: i mean u watched this but still 😂, dean crawls out of his grave, cas gets introduced, sam has been hanging out with ruby and starts drinking her demon blood bc it gives him the power to exorcise and kill demons without harming their vessel, also the demon lilith (she sent dean to hell so sam has a revenge boner for her too lbr) wants to start the apocalypse by breaking 66 seals and sam has the power to kill her (hot powerful babe that he is 🔥😏), the angels manipulate the living hell out of Everyone and LOTS OF FIGHTING HAPPENS. also dean finds out he broke the first seal when he started torturing in hell (everyone loves forgetting that but Ok) anyway

when dean finds out sam is addicted to demon blood, him and bobby lock him in the panic room without food or water or comforting words but :-))) (i’m not mad at all). then CASTIEL (another guilty party maybe?? HMMM??) lets sam out so he can find ruby and go kill lilith, which he does and ends up breaking the final seal and frees lucifer (which no one knew would happen except for the angels and ruby & dean was abt to do the same thing literally minutes before he found out the truth LOL)

this season is so crazy tangent worthy but i’ll save it for the Actual Post

s5: sams guilt and self hatred is HIIIIIGH and dean does nothing to help that and the rest of the world loves reminding him hes Evil incarnate as well :-) but ok,

dean finds out hes michael’s vessel and sam finds out hes lucifer’s, lots of archangel and other mid season stuff happens, season ends with sam saying yes to lucifer so he can jump into the pit to hell and trap him in there with him, therefore saving the world and all of humanity bc he is a hero thanks for listening to my Ted Talk

s6: dean has been living with lisa and her son ben for a year, it turns out sam is alive but Different, oh damn! he’s soulless! (and sassy sexy Fun 😎) and his (pure gentle) soul is still in hell with lucifer (💔😭)

dean and cas get his soul back but its so damaged (😔) that putting it back into sam would kill him so they ask death to build a wall between the two (no idea how this all rlly works its been a while since i watched this), soul is back in sam, forgot how the season ends but not that important anyway

s7: sam’s soul hell wall thing breaks and he’s dying and ill and sick and sad and everythings awful and he has hallucinations of lucifer telling him insidious horrible stuff and making him doubt reality and dean and everything and its very upsetting to me thanks,

umm forgot how the season REALLY ends but basically sam sees dean die (dean is actually in purgatory BUT SAM DOESNT KNOW THAT)

s8: my memories are hazy at best but i remember the Basic stuff,

its one year later and dean is out of purgatory and somehow him and sam find each other, sam has been living off the grid and found a gf and a dog after grieving dean, dean finds this to be the most heinous of crimes and Hates sam for it (bc u didnt look for me sam!!! and u had a cushy life while i was fighting for mine in purgatory!!! HOW DARE YOU BE HAPPY WITHOUT ME) and the guilt tripping is outta control this season woooohoooo,

anyway idr why but one of them has to take on The Trials (bc it does smth important for them i dont remember why lmao) and sam wants to do them,

stuff happens and they make sam sick and weak and Sad but they also purify his blood so hes desperate for them bc he’s felt awful and unclean all his life and its Upsetting. season ends with the final trial aka The Ultimate Sacrifice which means death and sam’s like yes! death! here for it 100%! and dean’s like no! why? and sam’s like lol i’m horrible and useless and a liability and all i do is let u down and i wanna die! :-)

dean convinces him not to (in a crap way imho BUT)

s9: sams fatally ill and just. wants. to dieeee and gadreel (an arch?angel) tells dean that he could possibly heal sam if he lets him possess sam and Dean Says ‘sam would rather die than ever let anything possess him again’ aaaand then says yes to gadreel :-)

and sam’s alright but has no clue how it happened and keeps losing time and is fucked up over it and dean lies to him and says everythings A Okay

oh and gadreel kills kevin with sam’s body and sam has nightmares abt it

this somehow resolves itself (not in a satisfying way for me of course but when do things ever) but i dont rlly have the deets for the rest of the season

s10-s12: honestly i basically dont know much, somehow dean has the so called mark of cain on his arm which makes him Awful and Horrible and he says things to sam that are Unbelievable and make me Furious

also at some point dean turns into a literal demon, not for super long though i think

sam is a strong kind and beautiful bean during all of this

mary is there somewhere too somehow and lucifer stuff and the list goes on but you know SHRUG

s13: lucifer’s baby is born! a nephilim! idk how it works age wise but hes in the body of a cute young man called jack and hes a cinnamon roll and sam treats him so fatherly and gently and with so much compassion and it makes me Feel and they have an adorable gorgeous relationship! also dean is a giant Dickwad to jack :-) fun!

oh omg lucifer gets killed in the finale and i fucking hope its final and forever bc I AM OVER IT!!!!

thats the VERY basic stuff and i apologise that its so long... im sorry ur indulging me how do u cope

also i love u and the only person cuter than sam is You 🤗💘💖💕💓