John dehumanizes Sam and Dean in different ways, but both in the way a solider would to keep a “level” head in a situation, which I think makes a lot of sense, as John was a marine.
Initially, he seems to view Sam as someone might view the “good side” in combat, something that needs to be defended even if it means laying down your life, but there’s no actual emotional connection, a soldier who loves this country doesn’t necessarily love the people. Later on after the demon blood incident it’s like a switch is flipped for John, and all the sudden he sees Sam almost as a traitor who needs to be taken out. It kind of makes me think of in zombie media when a character is turned and another one kills them without hesitation because it doesn’t matter if they used to be their loved one, they have to kill them for the greater good.
With Dean, he treats him kind of like a subordinate or fellow officer. He cares about him, but in the throes of what he sees as battle, if his comrade is taken out, he can’t always stop to save them, he would have to do what’s best for the greater good in the situation. He would feel sad if Dean died, but he would justify it by saying that, that’s the way war is, and that Dean was a martyr (as if Dean chose to be in John’s Sudo army). I think this is also why John is so aggressively hard on him because he doesn’t see him as his son, he sees him as a soldier who needs to be harped on.
This is also reflected in the canon because there are several times where a character will assume that Dean was in the military, and he will answer along the lines of that he did serve, but he’ll be vague. To be perfectly honest, Dean did essentially serve when it comes to the emotional toll, but he was never in an actual military position. 
“Even extreme grief may ultimately vent itself in violence--but more generally takes the form of apathy.” -Joseph Conrad (Heart of Darkness, 1899.)
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strap in for this week's fic flavor: the failsafe episode of season one of the young justice cartoon except the simulation just won't. fuckin. end.
(fics that inspired this at the end)
If I ever did sit down to make my own fic, I'd split it in 3 parts:
The Simulation: bits and pieces of the 40 years Dick lives after most everyone he knows has died
The Return: the immediate aftermath and healing from the trauma of having not-quite-actually lived a whole life only to wake up and find out it was all fake. nothing traumatizing about that whatsoever.
The Unintended Consequence: aka the twist I'd love to add and would hint to in the second part - finding out the simulation, through martian mind fuckery, pulled from the real world (and in many cases, from real minds). Dick meets a bunch of people he didn't think were real outside the confines of his simulated life. A bunch of rowdy, heroism-inclined teens across the years get to meet the sibling/friend/mentor figure they all dreamed up one night.
(actual idea snippets under the cut)
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Dick Grayson is 14 and most of the world's heroes have died. He planned a suicide mission that left him the sole survivor of a doomed team he helped found. The invasion may have been stopped, but is this really the price he wanted to pay?
The first face he sees in the infirmary is Roy's, and he has to close his eyes and just breathe for a few minutes because for one painful moment he'd thought it was Wally. But this isn't the world where his best friend miraculously survived alongside him. This is the one where he got his best friend killed and didn't even give him the courtesy of following behind him. Behind them.
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Dick Grayson is 27 and has lived longer without Bruce than with him. The invasion's anniversary is always a tough day for him, but that morning seems especially harrowing. He'll get shit for it later, but can't resist stepping out onto the balcony of the manor's master bedroom (Bruce's old bedroom) for a smoke -- his first since he'd promised to quit if Jason, just 15 then, did too.
"Bad habits tend to pile up," he'd said, a rueful quirk to his tired grin. He'd tapped the cigarette twice on the railing and added, lower, "and this one's especially nasty, huh."
He inhales, watches the sun creep across the horizon, and lets acrid smoke burn through his lungs for a long moment before blowing it out in a small cloud. His eyes water, but he doesn't cough. It tastes just as bad as it did the first time he smoked one, not even a year after the invasion and treading water as Robin proved insufficient.
There hadn't been enough heroes to go around then, and Dick had been trained by one of the best. It hadn't been fair, but it had been his plan that had ultimately stopped the invasion. His shoulders everyone's expectations fell on.
He takes another drag, then smudges the lit end against the rail he's leaned on when he hears a boot scuff purposefully against the roofing above him.
"Todd and Pennyworth will be upset with you."
He doesn't turn around. Damian doesn't jump down to join him.
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Dick Grayson is 54 and wakes up in a room full of ghosts. He hears his long-dead father-figure tell his long-dead team about a simulation they weren't meant to win. A training exercise gone wrong and only half a day spent under their mentors' careful, if slightly panicked, supervision.
He looks at his hands, watching the way his gloves crease when he flexes them in and out of tight fists. He looks at his team, their eyes a little haunted but shoulders slumped with relief even as they grumble. Batman's heavy, gloved hand settles on his shoulder and the weight of it is a nauseating mix of foreign-familiar.
He opens his mouth. Closes it.
Tears prick his eyes behind his domino mask, and he tells himself the suffocating, acidic void building in his chest is just some leftover side effect of the ordeal and not the grief-guilt of outliving yet another family (no matter that they hadn't been real in the end).
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Dick Grayson is 16-going-on-56 and well used to the coincidences piling up between his simulated life and the real thing. Some of it -- missions and villains he remembers cropping up -- he's marked for Bruce to review and sort as he pleases. Some -- security for the cave, team building anecdotes, and training regimens -- he's shared with the team. And some he keeps only for himself.
Tim is one of those. He knows it's not fair to the kid (so much smaller now than he ever was when Dick lived his simulated life), but he can't help being selfish just for this. Tim is the one kid he's sure he didn't make up, and if Dick's taken to babysitting the kid just to be near at least one member of the family he built for himself in the wake of the worst days of his life .... Well, anyone who says shit about it can happily stand in line to have their teeth kicked in.
Despite this, it still catches him off-guard when he sees a familiar face pop up in one of Bruce's reports.
Jason Todd, caught boosting tires off the batmobile, is nearly the same age now as he was when Dick met him. He stares at the words, but none of them really sink in beyond the kid's name and address. He's moving before he's even made the decision.
He's used to the world kicking him when he's down - lived it for 40 frustrating years. But he has Bruce again. And things with Tim have been so good. And he's always been selfish when it comes to family. If he could just see Jason. If he could just meet him. If he could talk to him.
If if if if if--
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Inspirations:
Circles in Shattered Mirrors by InfinityIllusion
Fine (But Not Okay) by CharlotteDaBookworm
Verisimilitude by mutemelody
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If Brain is Eraqus’s grandpa, this could mean so much angst for Brainlayer enjoyers.
Think: This could mean Brain falls in love with someone else. This could mean Brain has settled down with someone else. He settled down with his legacy engraved into history. One of the warriors who fought darkness.
But *not* Player.
Did Brainlayer ever realize their feelings? Did they fall apart somehow along the way? Did Player watch Brain fall in love with someone else? Do they look back fondly on their memories, reminiscing of what was and what could have been? There is no one to remember Player. No one to honor their legacy in a way that is right. Why didn’t Brain?
Let’s say your Player /does/ settle down with Brain. Then that just means Player grew into their old age leaving their home behind. Did Brain pass away first? Did Player have to abandon everything to take Xehanort to Destiny Islands? What about Player’s family?
What about Brain?
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okay but step into the tinfoil hat factory with me for a sec…
we all know with Lilith and Alastor both being gone for seven years it’s obvious there’s some tie, right?
but what if that tie is Eve? hear me out now…
the way they talk about Alastor’s rapid rise in hell it gives the impression he’s quite good at picking off those higher up on the food chain than himself. it’s basically his whole personality and reputation. even the current bigwig overlords don’t fuck with him. (vox wishes)
now, obviously Lucifer is a fallen angel, so it’s very extremely unlikely any demon could take him on. and Charlie is… Charlie. nobody probably wants to fuck around and find out with that one. she’s too much of a gamble power-wise.
but Lilith was human; now just another demon. that’s a much easier target.
so if someone like Eve was looking to take a bite out of hells royals, Lilith would be the best pick.
and yes, we don’t know what happened with Eve after Luci and Lili’s stunt, but in this tin roofed house she’s still around somewhere hungry for vengeance of some sort.
so the theory is this: Eve’s looking to fuck shit up, takes stock of those powerful enough in hell and notices Alastor’s penchant for being That Bitch, enlists his help with a deal he can’t refuse (something something his mom in heaven something something in exchange keep Charlie too busy to get any ideas of actually going out looking for Lilith and don’t raise suspicion with Lucifer blah blah blah), so then they unalive Lilith, Eve somehow nerfs Alastor (see prev post about his sudden odd aversion to soul accumulation) so then he can’t get any funny ideas about killing her to get out of his deal, and then Eve is free to bask and relax while Alastor is stuck and out of luck.
plus based off the lore drop in episode 1 (granted it was just a silhouette) Eve likely looks a lot like Lilith. Lute just might be banking off that to trick Charlie. and then if Eve goes down to hell… well, would you look at that! what a lovely opportunity for our favorite radio guy to do something about his situation! possibly with the help of a certain princess with potential that he has a deal with…
obviously, this is all very out there- but if you squint, take a huge hit of something good, and bang your head against a wall to kill a few braincells it’s possible to see it I think.
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