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herstarburststories · 3 years

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He didn’t make it to 42

Pairing: Dean Winchester x reader

Summary: it’s Dean’s birthday, you go to visit him with some news and things that need to be said.

A/N: Happy bday, De.

Warnings: so much angst, mentions of sex, hopeful/happy ending (?)

Dean’s dead. It’s Dean’s birthday and he’s dead. You can’t argue much.

Sam denied the demon blood inside him, and that didn’t stop its evil nature from growing and gasping for his fresh air to the point he was almost shocked alive. Dean denied his dad’s destructive methods’ results for the longest time, and that didn’t stop the cicatrixes in every emotion he had ever shown. You denied the absence of Dean and that didn’t stop the bricks cracking in your soul. There’s only so far you can go with your eyes closed.

So here you are. Standing in front of an empty grave. You are bigger than the dull tombstone, yet you can’t help but not to feel tall, at all. How can you even start to talk? Talking to Dean used to be easy even when it got hard and now you’re feeling like a lost kid in a supermarket. Your snide thinking spells out his name with venom, saying it isn’t easy for you to open your barmy mouth and spill out contrarian shit because this isn’t Dean, just another meaningless symbolism that Sam promises that will help. The real Dean died almost a year ago, he was burned in a hunter’s funeral, the flames dancing over his body as the smell of burnt meat invaded your nostrils. Whenever you try to remember his fragrance, that manly aroma which you loved to scent each morning, all your brain can come up with is the odor of his skin and guts burning. The smell lingers like bad perfume, it doesn’t matter how many times you wash yourself with his soap-- that only broke your heart worse.

But today is Dean’s birthday. He deserves a visit, even if it’s not him. Then you go and attempt to deal with the desolation, push it away just a little, and pick up something from the enormous pile of things you wish to tell Dean. You glance at the cold tombstone: Dean Winchester. 1979 - 2020. Beloved son, big brother, and husband. Hunter. A hero. Simple definitions that can never make it up for who he was and what he meant. You purse your lips and cough a little, a gentle wind touches your cheek so tenderly. If you were still a believer, you’d think this is some sort of sign, Dean’s presence or some other pious hoax. All you do now is to remain in quietude, a deep breath. Ultimately, your voice comes:

‘’You didn’t make it to forty two, huh?’’ You scoff humorless, reminiscing to the multiple days that Dean said he wouldn’t go past 35. He did live each year like it was the last--- you aren’t sure if it's such a good thing. If you carry on like your days are outnumbered, you are silently entertaining yourself until death's knock on your door. ‘’I always hated when you were right. Let’s be honest, you had the words of a pessimist and the wants of an optimist. Still, if you were to be right about something, it would be about a bad situation. A nest with too many vampires, how crappy the motel’s bedroom would be, or how that third glass of wine would make me tipsy. So yeah, I always hated when you were right. And look at you now! You aren’t right, you aren’t wrong. You are dead! And I’m the crazy girl screaming at an empty tombstone.’’

You let out a laugh empty of joy. That’s how a hunter’s life is: you die and people stop talking about you because it’s too sad or too long gone to hold any pity, meanwhile the ones who recall about you go loud with all the spirits in their heads. You put your hand in the pockets of the heavy leather jacket that once belonged to a green eyed man who would be turning 42 today, some strange force causing you to speak again.

‘’Wow.’’ You shake your head to the blue way you paint the scene until you notice that you never greeted him. ‘’Hey.’’ The simple word adds a comical insult to injury. ‘’Guess the dead don’t care about manners, huh?’’ You arch your eyebrows with a grin that demonstrates anything but happiness. ‘’Miracle died. Sam digged a hole next to the bunker and buried him there. He isn’t the same since you died, you know? Not the deceased dog-- Well, he wasn’t the same either. Always whining and scratching your door like a fucking cat, and sniffing your old boots. He made me company in your bed and I whined as much as he did when you didn’t come back home that day. He stood by the door most days, waiting for you to appear. I can’t judge him, I did the same.’’ You shrug, not caring about how risible that confession may look. It's true. You became as irrational as a loyal dog at some point in this sorrow. ‘’And Sam, your baby brother… I think he died with you right there, Dean. He didn’t try to bring you back as he promised, but I shouted and screamed so much. I said I would burn the bunker and throw Baby over a cliff if he didn’t-- if he didn’t let me try. I lived up to the mad woman title.’’

You are crestfallen, pacing on top of where the eldest Winchester - Sam’s brand new nomination - supposedly was buried. You know your boots barely touch an infected land, there's no deceased man under your steps. The dead thing is in you.

‘’I spent days dragging your body everywhere and nowhere, anywhere I could catch a crumb of relief in hope to bring you back. But I couldn’t. Jack could, but that ungrateful idiot doesn’t wanna follow his grandpa steps and get too attached to mere humans, the creation or whatever. As if we are just some skin and bone to him, as if you are just another human.’’

You sit down on the tombstone, some tender solace in being close to a thing that's supposed to represent him, like sleeping hugged to a pillow or waking up to a photograph of his. Your nails sink against the gelid concrete at the thought of screaming into the sky for the new God that seemed as deaf as the last one. His calm answer to your burning pain. How he dared to tell you he knew what he was doing— as if he was the original lord and not a three years old. You can't make him do it, so you hold on the fury of some overthrown nation.

‘’Anyway, I couldn’t bring you back. Your body, well, you know how human anatomy works. Your body started to smell like death. We tried to stop with human and magic ways, and it wouldn’t work because you were dead. You should’ve seen the doctor’s face when we got you in that fancy hospital tha night. I think we traumatized the doctor with so much violence and trauma. She didn’t even give us a false hope or anything, you know? She just asked about organ donation of what was left. She just wanted to take every little thing out of you, as if you were just another accident on a Tuesday night.’’ Your shake your head as the memories and your points start to mix, it's hard to discern things and keep a straight line when you have an open wound in your insides. ‘’Well, they couldn’t bring you back to life, and neither could Rowena or whatever I looked for. Don’t be mad because I tried, Winchester. You know I’m too stubborn for my own good. I had to try.’’ you refuse to apologize, yet adds the playful words in his eulogy. ‘’But then your body started to stink and God, how could I continue to be so violent to your corpse? That was when I decided to listen to you for the first time and to Sam, so I let you go. I hate you for asking that.’’ What an ambiguous, contradictory truth to bare. You are glimpses of a person for months because of Dean Winchester, still have the energy to argue his selfless logic, just to love him even more. He's got your devotion, but man you can hate him sometimes. ‘’I hate you for going on that stupid hunt. I hate you for being dead, you giant idiot that I love so much.’’ You can't bring your mouth to say loved. "I was always telling you to let the past go and now I’m in love with a dead thing. What a comic way to end our history. I told you that Miracle died, right? I don’t know if dogs go to heaven, but I hope he’s in there with you. I wonder what your heaven is like. I bet it has Whiskey.''

Your dry chuckle makes your notice the tears in your eyes, glistening your orbs as they go like a waterfall to be absorbed by the thirsty land after leaving your cheeks.

"Sam and I-- We tried to make some sense out of this cruelty, but we can’t. You are dead and I can’t seem to put it past me. I still sleep in your bed, and I can still taste your body burning on the roof of my mouth in the quiet nights. I cried this morning because someone asked for a burger, can you believe that? It was so stupid since I used to shake my head and argue with you about cholesterol. Suddenly I was crying at lunch in a restaurant because some stupid kid asked for a burger with extra bacon. They sang Happy birthday to this dumbass child, and I interrupted with my awful crying, and wished that you were celebrating your birthday and not that kid. I guess you could say I wish death upon an innocent child with a problematic eating routine.’’ That was a whole new level of low, as if you are the one wrapped with the sentiment of laying six feet under.

‘’Everyone tells you about how grief is singular and particular with similar emotions that bring people who went through this together. They even have that crap stages thing and all that. You know what they don’t tell you?’’ Your mouth shuts for a moment, like you are waiting some response. You nod as if whatever you were expecting is handed to you. ‘’Grief can be fucking ridiculous. Who cries because of a burger full of oil and cardiac diseases? Who cries because they found a grocery store recipe under her dead boyfriend’s bed? Who falls on the ground screaming in the middle of the mall because they saw a flannel? Who? Those things are so stupid.’’ You smile like there's no tomorrow and the laugh leaving your lips is a treacherous tone. Perhaps you just aren't build up to express joy anymore. ‘’You see it in the movies and in the books and you think, you know, you think to yourself that grieving is being sad on special dates and randomly remembering the loved ones because of some screaming memory, like a flannel or their perfume. Thing is, it’s not just that. All your body seems so small, so tight for all the ache and agony inside it. Your senses go wild, you are not just one person in one place. You’re just the pain everywhere, like being pulled apart and you beg to jump in the fucking grave with them. At least you would be together, at least you would feel like one person and not suffering edges of a broken earthy thing. And--And you start remembering things you didn’t even know you had mesmerized. I look at the ceiling and remember you saying you’d paint it someday. I look at the kitchen and remember me screaming at you for giving Miracle the rest of the food. I smell Sam’s clothes and started crying because hey, they don’t smell like alcohol. You don’t iron them while drinking anymore, so of course they don’t smell like cheap beer.’’ You are chuckling through the tears and it only makes it more monstrous. ‘’Everything is you now that you are gone. Every man has something similar to you, every garden is green as your eyes, and each step sounds like you are coming home. They didn’t prepare me, not for this.’’ You said breathless. A soft single follows. The knife cuts both ways; the empty breeze and the words hurt. Where's the middle term? Where's the limbo? Where's the only safe place for you to rest your weary head?

Out of nowhere, you blurt out, ‘’I can’t masturbate,’’ I know it’s something stupid and even selfish to say, but I think you’d like to know. I can’t masturbate. That’s a part of the whole losing someone process that people are too ashamed to discuss, or maybe they don’t have the urge to be touched anymore because after someone you love dies, after someone-- the hands who touched are dead and cold, you become a haunted object. That’s how I feel most days, like I’m a haunted house because you touched me and now you’re dead and some days I believe I am too.’’ You look around the places. It's beautiful. It's lonely. It has trees and flowers and green. Not as green as Dean's eyes, but it doesn't matter anymore. He doesn't even have eyes at this point. ‘’Well, I can’t masturbate. I can’t touch myself. And I can’t ask someone else either. I tried and ended up punching the guy, Dean. I swear. I panicked when he was between my legs and just punched his nose. You’d have liked it, you were always the jealous kind. I won’t admit that, but I thought it was kinda hot. Especially when you got possessive in sex.’’ A dirty grin appeared on your lips, the echoes of luxury lasting in your eyes for a brief moment. ‘’I don’t think I can be cared for anymore, honestly. Sam tried to hug me when Miracle died and I… It was like I wasn't there. I got frozen in time, and I live in my sleep. In my nightmares you are alive. I dream about the day you died every week and I used to wake up screaming, but now those nightmares are the only proof you were alive now that you’re as dead as the police report says this time. It was the most painful, calamitous moment for you and I swear it was a nightmare for me, but then I realized that at least I had you there, egoistical or not, I made my nightmare into a dream.’’ You aren't sure which opinion Dean would have on that. Would he understand? Would he shake his head? You wish you can ask him just this one more thing, just beg him to write it down for you on how to be without him here.

You raise on your feet, glaring at the name craved in the concrete. The tears go by still, although they're as usual as the blood in glir veins at this point. ‘’Death is so silly. What it takes, anyway?" Each word conquers more inches of pure wrath. ''People die because they stumbled on their own feet and hit their head somewhere, or they drove their car too close and too fast to the cliff, or because they were giving birth, or because they dated the wrong person, or because they were hunting a fucking vampire and got impaled. What are the chances? How stupid, and idiotic is death? Always creeping and waiting to bite and chew a piece of you-- Taking every scrap of you from me like that’s its right.’’ You are screaming, starting to kick and punch the tombstone with any piece of straight you have. Your limbs hurt and the blood is visible, but you keep going. ‘’YOUR STUPID DOG DIED, DEAN! AND YOU DIED! AND I DIED! SAMMY DIED! YEAH, IS SAID SAMMY! GO AHEAD, TELL ME ONLY YOU CAN CALL HIM THAT.’’ Another punch, your knuckles are ripped. Another kick, your boot as a hole. ‘’DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.’’ Kick. ‘’SAMMY, SAMMY, SAMMY!’’ A punch to each name. Anything to get a reaction, to get comfort. Anything. ‘’YOU CAN’T BECAUSE YOU ARE DEAD.’’ Gasping for something you don't need anymore, sweet oxygen, your eyes are on the tombstone again. And the definitions. And the trees. Your body is sore and aching. It is the kind and coercion no person wants which you needed; the freedom of feeling outside the exact pain that was inside. ‘’You can’t because you are dead. I’ve been playing some sick games in my mind, you know? Sam stopped hunting and had his closure. He was always better at letting go than you and I, but he’s still hurting. I never saw him hurting so much. I think he knows you won’t come back this time, how could you make us promise something like that? Well, my twisted game is a bunch of misleading what ifs. What if you hadn’t gone after John? What if you hadn’t gone on that last hunt? What if you had stayed with Lisa? At first I didn’t like her much. Jealous, I admit that. But she grew on me. She gave you something I couldn’t back then and I’ll always be thankful for that. And even though it would rip me apart, I’d rather you to die at sixth after living your suburban dream with her. Have another kid besides Ben, maybe a girl this time, and just have that apple pie life. You and Sam would live close and your kids would always play. They’d be as close as brothers. Maybe I’d get a guy and bring my own kids and we could’ve a barbecue and everyone would be happy. But we don’t get soft epilogues here. It ends how it starts, right? Bloody and desperate. I thought maybe, maybe Lisa could understand what’s going through my head now. I drove to her new address and parked close to her house. I must have spent hours there, thinking if I should come in or not, If she somehow remembered after Castiel died or if I could make her brain work again if I told her the truth. But then I just drove back home and fell asleep wrapped in that stupid lumberjack flannel of yours. The one I always mocked, yeah? She may understand me, but I know you wouldn’t want that. You want her, you want me and Sam to be happy. I don’t know if I can do that, Dean. It’s like myt brittle soul shrewd and my body is just waiting to collapse.’’ You signed, overwhelmed by the battle without an anthem. The victory with no triumph. Is it still a win when you don't have someone to come home too? ‘’Your dog died, it’s the first birthday you didn’t live to see, and I bought all the things you told Mrs Butters you wanted for your birthday because it’s your birthday. I just don’t know how to celebrate it with you dead. People stop counting after they die, right? They just say he’d have been 42 or he died at 41. They give melancholy smiles when they wake up and check the day on their phones and a woe atmosphere swallows them for the rest of the day. Then they get better the next day. I think everyday is your birthday.’’ You attempt to wipe away your tears, which only causes your pulsating hand to stain your face red. ‘’Dean, for the first time, what died stayed dead! Congrats.’’ Once again, a hysterical laugh. ‘’I wish but no. What died didn’t stay dead, you are alive, so alive in my head. I swear you are there some days. I wake and watch the door, so sure you’ll come back. Sam says I’m living in delusion and I have to wake up and keep going since that's what you would want. That's enough to make him keep going, but it only makes me angry. Everyone we know and some strangers looks at me like I'm a house on fire and no longer a warm home, like I'm a car accident. They think I don't notice but I do.’’ You look at your boots, the whole is rolling out blood like your hands. You feel closer to Dean. How sick.

‘’Help, I’m still right where you left me." You plea, his love lingering like a bruise. ''I think gravity is overwhelming and it keeps me here. Sometimes it’s like I’m one of those dusted books Sam used to read. Or those Bukowski ones that you hid, so we wouldn’t see how smart you’re. You tried so hard to hide your intelligence because you didn’t think you were entitled to it. You saw yourself as the protector and never the valuable one for protection. You, the man who made an EMF out of an old radio, who rebuilt the Impala from the ground multiple times, and who knew patterns better than any detective. The man who showed me I could rely on someone other than myself. The dude with a lopsided grin, tough hands and a heart of gold. I miss you so much. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were singing all those classic rock songs and Taylor Swift pop hits, while I drove here. I would think you were home, smelling like guts because you wanted to eat before taking a shower after a hunt. I would think that you are in the Deancave, waiting for me to curl up on your lap to watch Scooby Doo or Doctor Sexy MD until we aren’t watching anymore. If I didn’t know better I would think no death could take you from me. There would be no tear us apart in our vows.’’ The only thing that keeps your organism working is that Dean died knowing how much you loved him. You never let this talk for later or never. No tomorrow is promised. That's a nice comfort, maybe that's what will help you to let go in the future. ‘’But yesterday your stupid, skink dog died and I lost the last living thing that I had from you. You know what’s more angerting? I cried and Sam cried and I noticed we were the living things you left behind and all we have is each other. All your closets of backlogged dreams were left for us-- so yeah. Sam is done hunting and he’s met a lovely girl, and they are moving in like in your domestic dreams. I’m taking care of the family business like your other contradictory dream and making sure Sam is safe enough to be normal. Because I have to, we have too. Stupidly enough, I still wait for the day you’ll burst out the door and tell us to hit the road again. I still watch every episode of your dumb tv shows to make sure I’ll know everything that happened when you ask. I still drive around in your car and close my eyes when the street is calm, only picturing you driving as Baby’s engineers go wild but those are my hands on the steering wheel. If I didn't know better, I’d think you are still around. But I know better. I still feel you all around. I love you.’’

Your monologuing ends as astutely as it stated. You get up, press a kiss to your ruined for the next weeks hands and place it on the rock with writings. You turn around and walk back to the car that you parked near, only in case of Dean wanting to see Baby. How knows? You and your clandestine faith. You lick your lip and get in the car.

You swear you the AC/DC cassette wasn't there before, but when you turn on the car and the radio it starts playing. It's the first true smile that comes to your mouth, it's bloodstained and you look like a shameless woman. With that you can deal.

It hurts a bearable hurt for now. You didn't think it was possible. Maybe someday.

The end.

(she takes a little longer to arive in heaven than sammy. his baby brother says that women are most likely to live around six years more than men. it doesn't ease him up, though. dean waited sam for too long, his platonic soulmate. and now he has to wait his romantic one too? the eldest Winchester considers it the best earthly present when the he sense you around, that smell of orange and apples. it's you, he knows before even turning around. he can't wait to love you again. your name rolls off your tongue so naturally, as if you had seen each other just yesterday: ‘’hey, y/n.’’)

But then again, nothing ever really ends, does it?

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Starburst's footnote: It just didn't feel right to make an author's note on the top. I wanted it all only to be an arrow to the story. So, this is my side note: it's six am and I'm up writing this after inspiration kissed me with a bruise in the middle of the night. Or more like grabbed my throat. Anyway, I had to write and finish this one to post today, even pushing sleep aside. Hey, we are writers, that's what we do! I've been watching the show since I was eleven and I cried like a baby with the finale. This series was just so important and crucial to molde aspects of relationships for me. The song marjorie by Taylor Swift was used here, and so was the line "you got my devotion/ but man, I can hate you sometimes" by Harry Styles. I told you guys I would use it somewhere! A special thanks to @msmarvelouswinchester who helped me with her encouraging and opinon. You are the best! And with all of this I wanna say: Happy bday, Dean Winchester!

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asirensrage · 3 years

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World Building Wednesday + Michelle, Kelly, & Quest

Oh, I see. Give me characters I know things about to get me comfortable and then Bam! one of the ones I have the least info on lol. Supernatural ocs and a Divergent oc. Ok. I got this, lol. Under a read more because this got long...

B A S I C S

full name: Michelle Noble

gender: Female

sexuality: Straight

pronouns: she/her

O T H E R S

family: Unnamed father, mother, sisters: Kelly (not that Kelly) and Helen. Brother in law (Kelly's husband) and two nieces Jessica and Abby

birthplace: Toronto, Canada

job: unemployed, eventually becomes a bartender

phobias: oh god, so many. demons, police, being unarmed, centipedes, the ocean...

guilty pleasures: chocolate (anything sweet), pop music and period romances

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: Lol apparently chaotic neutral

sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert: Introvert

organized/disorganized: disorganized

close minded/open-minded: a bit of both. it depends on what about

calm/anxious: anxious

disagreeable/agreeable: agreeable

cautious/reckless: cautious

patient/impatient: patient

outspoken/reserved: reserved

leader/follower: prefers to be a follower

empathetic/unemphatic: empathetic

optimistic/pessimistic: pessimistic when it comes to herself, optimistic when it comes to others

traditional/modern: modern

hard-working/lazy: hardworking

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: Michelle and Sam!

ot3: if I had to pick one...Sam/Mish/Spike lol

brotp: Michelle and Kelly! / Michelle and Dean

notp: Michelle and Dean

B A S I C S

full name: Kelly McKerron

gender: Female

sexuality: Straight

pronouns: she/her

O T H E R S

family: Mother, father, brother, sister-in-law, nephew

birthplace: Toronto, ON

job: waitress

phobias: death/dying, being abandoned/unseen

guilty pleasures: sleeping in, drinking, and cheesy rom-coms

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: chaotic good

sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert: she's an Introverted extrovert

organized/disorganized: organized

close-minded/open-minded: open-minded

calm/anxious: both, it depends on the situation

disagreeable/agreeable: agreeable

cautious/reckless: reckless

patient/impatient: impatient

outspoken/reserved: outspoken

leader/follower: leader

empathetic/unemphatic: empathetic

optimistic/pessimistic: optimistic

traditional/modern: modern

hard-working/lazy: hard-working

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: Kelly x Dean

ot3: None

brotp: Kelly x Michelle / Kelly x Sam

notp: Kelly and Sam.

B A S I C S

full name: "Quest" True name not actually known

gender: Female

sexuality: "Heteroflexible" (mainly into dudes but you never know)

pronouns: she/her

O T H E R S

family: unnamed mother, father, 2 older brothers

birthplace: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

job: Artist

phobias: heights! spiders and heights. (she really hates heights)

guilty pleasures: watching Eric fight, chocolate cake and she's not guilty about how much she likes pressing people's buttons, especially Eric's.

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: apparently True Neutral

sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert: extrovert

organized/disorganized: disorganized

close minded/open-minded: open-minded

calm/anxious: depends on the situation but fairly calm

disagreeable/agreeable: agreeable to a point

cautious/reckless: cautious for some things, reckless for things like roller derby

patient/impatient: impatient

outspoken/reserved: outspoken

leader/follower: leader, not that she would follow herself

empathetic/unemphatic: a mix, but less empathetic than others

optimistic/pessimistic: optimistic

traditional/modern: modern

hard-working/lazy: lazy lol

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: Quest x Eric

ot3: if Eric allowed it, Quest x Eric x Nicole

brotp: Quest x Nicole x Leo

notp: Quest and Leo (he's in love with Lilah)

#this was crazy to think about #lol #oc: michelle noble #oc: kelly mckerron #oc: quest #raith-way

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monsters-demons-and-ai-oh-my · 4 years

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uhh idk what to ask but go off about jack ✌️😳

Ooohh Yes

I love this kid so freaking much.

His innocence, his sweetness, the way his main goal in life is just to be good and be loved. It’s so refreshing.

I honestly was getting bored with the show and TFW’s constant spiral of backsliding into self-destruction and infighting before Jack came around. At the time it just felt like something had to change. The writers took a huge risk bringing in a “kid” character in the show but thankfully their casting department is magic and Alex C. does a great job.

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Jack is the kind of character I easily get attached to. I was a kid who struggled socially so seeing someone try SO hard to be loved and accepted and who beats themself up when they can’t seem to do things right tugs on my heartstrings and makes me want to hug him and tell him everything will be okay. (plus I love crossbreed half-human characters)

He’s just a kid and his family doesn’t always seem to get he doesn’t see the world the way they do and he takes things he's told to heart if you don’t tell him otherwise, which is part I think of why he struggles so much and tries so hard.

A lot of people apparently think of Jack’s innocence and lack of knowledge as the same as Castiel’s but I don’t really see that. Castiel’s innocence is like a loveably confused ancient celestial while Jack’s is a pure well-intentioned optimistic baby who's trying to make sense of the world.

In a world where things are constantly pessimistic Jack seeing the best in people and at times managing to bring out the best in people through that faith is a beautiful thing. Plus I think it’s really sweet he wants other people to feel happy and loved and acknowledged the way he wants to be loved and acknowledged.

A lot of people get annoyed when Jack does something “childish” but in my eyes A. He’s two what do you want from him? B. I think it’s adorable. C. I think it’s actually really interesting when he makes a big mistake that actually feels like what might happen if you gave a child extraordinary power (out of lack of understanding or control).

I love it when Jack gets unabashedly enthusiastic about something he thinks is cool whether it be food, or zombies or Starwars, it’s really adorable.

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Even just from a story perspective, I love what Jack adds. The Winchester’s and Castiel’s failures in teaching Jack to be open about his pain and fear (as much as it hurts me) are a great way writing wise to force the boys to look at why the way they conduct themselves doesn’t work. And conversely, Jack’s unconditional love of his family helps them hate themselves less and value themselves a little more. I could go on about what each individual character gives and gets from their relationship with Jack, but we’d be here all day and I’m still salty about Dean.

Long story short

Castiel: Gets to be a nurturer and teacher he wants to be, gets someone precious that he is not willing to give up for the Winchesters (which I see as important for making that relationship itself healthier). As well as Cas’s WIN because the angel needs one of his big decisions to go right. Plus he gets to be a dad, which is probably part of humanity he probably never imagined he would get to experience.

Sam: Has someone who is going through similar “am I evil?” questions he did when he was a kid and young adult that he can reassure and help “save” which is probably therapeutic. He gets to experience being a caretaker the way his brother did, and gets to have a “kid” the way he probably thought he couldn’t with his life.

Dean: I’m very disappointed in him, but he’s given Jack a few good memories too.

All of TFW1.0: Have someone who they love and who loves them and that they can “pour” what they have to teach into.

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One really random note. Some people get really mad about when Jack said “If Dean dies then he dies,” at the beginning of season 14. But I think people are perhaps really overthinking Jack’s thought process? Like most of Jack’s plans because he’s so young (especially when he was only like a year old) are fairly simplistic.

What did Jack know about Dean then?

1. He’s family.

2. He told Jack if he goes bad he dies.

A lot of people forget Dean was only really on board with Jack after 13x06. And in that period of time between 13x06 and 14x01 Dean was probably around Jack like a week? He ran away like a day and a half after Cas got back, then was around Sam and Dean less than a day before getting trapped in the AU, then was around Sam and Dean a few days in the AU and a few more days after the AU before the Lucifer Michael shenanigians.

So… Jack not understanding Dean didn’t want him dead anymore and thinking. “Family kills the bad thing even if it’s family this is what Dean would want me to do,” (sadly) makes a lot more sense than “I don’t care about Dean dying…"

#cringew0rm #SPN #Supernatural #Jack Kline #Sam Winchester #Castiel #Dean Winchester #thoughts #sorry this took so long #meta

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A Classic Day- Dean Winchester x Reader

Prompt: A day in which the reader and Dean are supposed to spend the day taking in the beauty of classic cars.

A/N: This is based on my trip to a classic car museum that a friend and I went to yesterday. I thought it would be cool to imagine it with Dean since his car is one of the ultimate beauties!

Warnings: Occasional swearing, lots of tooth-rotting fluff

Word Count: 2018

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Ever since you were little, you loved classic cars. The older the car, the larger the appeal to you. Something about the older cars, like those from the 1920s, the Model T’s, on down to the 1970s, stood out to you. You believed cars today don’t get the attention and the TLC they got back in the day. The process of building a car as a team of people, one person, and part at a time, is short in place of mass production cars. With how much time you spend with the Winchester Brothers, taking care of them, the Bunker, and helping with hunts as much as they would allow you, you had no time to go out and visit any classic car showrooms. You usually just settled with television shows, magazines, and the internet to fill your interest. That is, until one day, a commercial flashed on your TV advertising a car show coming to the town you and the brothers happened to be in on your monster-hunting journey. Sparking your interest, you dashed out of your room and into the main room where Sam and Dean were busy looking into another case and to the one person you know would not say no.

“Dean! Listen to this! There’s going to be a classic car show in town starting tomorrow and I think we should go!” You say to the eldest Winchester, who only just glanced at you momentarily from his research, before looking back to his book. He didn’t say anything at first, so you continued talking, trying to convince Dean to go with you.

“There’s supposed to be so many kinds of cars, from all periods, and a lot of them were hand-painted and restored right here in town! Come on, Dean, please!” You whine, sounding like a child, to wish Dean rolled his eyes but smirked and chuckled at you anyway.

“Why are you laughing?” You question, putting your hand on your hip in a sassy way, giving off all the attitude you felt inside.

“Darlin’ I already had plans to take you to the classic car show in town. As soon as I heard about this, I took a case that came up in town, and hoped I would’ve been able to have the day off to take you.” Dean admitted.

“You asshole! You had me all worked up, thinking I had to work hard to convince you to go!” You sassed, jokingly whacking Dean in the arm.

“Ow!” He whined, rubbing the spot you just hit but still smirked at you anyway.

“Now get dressed kid, those PJs won’t hold up at the car show.” Dean took in the outfit you were currently wearing, winking at you as his eyes came back to yours. Your cheeks reddened and you quickly turned away, hoping he wouldn’t catch your reaction. Not that you had a choice in the matter of how you reacted to Dean, after all, you had strong feelings for the eldest brother. Something you always kept to yourself and planned to do so at all times.

You got dressed quickly and decided to keep your outfit cute but comfortable. The weather was warm in Santa Fe that day so you opted for shorts and a tank top, with tennis shoes to ensure your feet would remain comfortable all day. Keeping your make-up light and your hair up in a ponytail, you added a clear gloss to your lips and called it a day.

“Y/N? You ready?!” Dean called from down the hall to you but you surprised him by standing right next to him and answering him.

“Yeah!” You said, to which he jumped at your response.

“Jesus kid, don’t scare me like that!” You just smirked at his response, finding it funny that he had such a strong reaction to you scaring him.

On opposite sides of the Impala, you and Dean got in and headed off to the arena where the event was being held. The drive was quiet besides the mild sound of classic rock playing from the stereo. However, something about Dean seemed off to you but you just ignored it and turned all your attention out the window. You hadn’t even realized the car had rolled to a stop until Dean nudged you.

“You seem deep in thought. Anything you wanna share?” He asked, looking over to you.

You shook your head, avoiding any conversation that may be uncomfortable, so Dean just let it go.

Following him as quickly as possible, you noticed he went another way from all the other guests.

“Where are we going?” You ask, falling in step with him.

“They asked for Baby to be in the show. I’m the only person in miles of this place that owns a Chevy Impala and especially one from ’67.”

“Why didn’t you tell me? That’s amazing, Dean!” You praised him.

“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to let you down. I can’t go see the cars with you until the show is over.”

The look of hurt and betrayal reared its ugly head over your face and all you could do is run. Run as far away from the hurt Dean just placed inside your heart, despite all the times he called after you. There was no way you could’ve enjoyed the show now, so you grabbed your phone from your pocket and dialed Sam’s number.

“Y/N? Hey, what’s going on? I thought you were with Dean?”

You sniffled and mustered up a “Dean lied to me.”

“What do you mean?” Sam asked.

“Dean entered Baby in the car show and didn’t tell me.” You cried much harder than you had originally started this phone call and Sam knew what he had to do.

“Stay there and be out front in fifteen minutes; I’m on my way.” He instructed and you followed his word.

Exactly fifteen minutes went by and Sam was there to pick you up and take you back to the Bunker, squeezing your shoulder affectionately when you cried again.

Dean’s POV

“Sam?! Y/N? Where are you guys?” I yell for my brother and my best friend when the car show ended. Baby took home first prize for overall quality in the 1960s category. Every decade had at least twenty different kinds of cars so it was exciting my girl was the best car made during the 1960s. However, I was not able to celebrate with anyone because I noticed Y/N was no longer with me. Immediately, I began to worry, wondering where she could’ve run off to and when no one had seen her, I texted Sam.

Me: Dude, please tell me y/n is with you! I haven’t seen her in a few hours and I can’t find her, I swear on Dad’s grave if something happened to her…

Baby bro: Relax, Dean. She’s here with me.

Me: Oh, thank Castiel! Why is she with you?

Baby bro: Because you had to lie to her and not tell her you weren’t going to be able to enjoy the car show when you knew how much going with you to this, meant to her.

Shit, I messed this up bad.

“Y/N?” I knock on her bedroom door but there was no answer.

“Y/N, kiddo, please. I want to talk to you” I practically beg on the opposing side of her door, my head leaning against the door frame.

“What do you want, Dean?” She opened the door to me, but only part of the way. I could tell she had been crying by the puffiness of her eyes, and at that moment, I knew I loved her.

“Y/N listen, I am so sorry I didn’t tell you but I knew if I told you the real reason behind me going to this show, you wouldn’t go.”

She didn’t look impressed so I continued my explanation.

“I heard about this show a long time ago and managed to find a case here in town. I went ahead and made sure we had a day off when the show started. But then you wanted to go and you got so excited, so I had to lie. I couldn’t let you down like that. I wanted you to enjoy the show for a little while.”

“Just leave me alone, Dean.” And with that, she shut the door in my face, leaving me with my thoughts.

“Damn it!” I punch the wall beside her door and rush off to the common room.

“What’s gotten you so mad?” Sam asks as I storm into the room.

“Am I the biggest idiot on the face of the earth?” I ask rhetorically.

“Probably but what did you do?” Sam pokes fun at my dismay, earning him a bitch face.

“I just made y/n hate me. Sam, you should’ve seen her face; she’s so hurt.”

“I know. I’ve been with her for the last few hours.”

“I’m sorry you had to be there for her. I’m supposed to be there for her, to care for her. She…She’s my whole world, Sammy. And she just locked herself out of it.”

“You love her, don’t you?” Sam asked.

I thought about it for a while, contemplating my answer and making sure I was one hundred percent sure. “I do. I love her more than I love pie, or beer, or bacon, or Baby even! She lights up the room when she walks into it. She’s always the optimist when I’ve been the pessimist. Always smiling and laughing, not a hateful thought in that pretty little head of hers. She understands the life Sam, she gets it. She helps as much as she can with research and tidying up around here, especially after us. I don’t know what I’d do without her Sammy and I don’t ever wanna find out.”

“Took you long enough, Winchester.” A feminine voice spoke up from behind me; I’d know it anywhere.

I turn around and see her leaning against the map table, arms folded and one leg crossed over the other. She stood like this a lot, usually meaning we were going to hear some sass coming from her, and of course, that’s what we got.

Without really thinking much of it, I walk to her, taking long strides, to get to her as quickly as possible, to when I reach her, I grab her face in both my hands and pull her to my lips. She immediately responds to the kiss, her hands on my wrists as her lips dance perfectly with mine. We battle for dominance, going in circles, her pulling my lip, I pulling hers until I successfully pushed past her lips and was able to feel her mouth against my tongue.

The sound of Sam clearing his throat is what finally pulled us apart. She held onto me still, clinging to me like a child, and I just encircled my arms around her.

“Next time y’all do that, make sure I’m not here to see it. Oh, and it’s nice to finally have a sister.” He winked before stalking off into the other room.

“I’m sorry that took so long. You know how stubborn I can be.” I admit, looking down at the smaller woman in my arms.

“Mhm, yes, I do know this. Boy, do I ever know that. Yet you forget, I am too and that, is why I think we made a wonderful couple.” She smiles up at me; I return the favor.

“I love you, kid,” I say, kissing her once more.

“I love you, too. Now, take me back to that car show tomorrow; you owe me.” She sasses me once more and my only answer is to bend down and wrap my arms around her legs, lean her over my shoulder, and lift her off the ground. She squeals in delight, kicking and screaming for me to put her down and when I do, it’s on my bed, where I hover over her and kiss her some more.

“If you promise to be my girl, I promise to take you back to the show.”

“Deal.”

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Supernatural Rewatch 02x13

Houses of the Holy

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This episode is hard for me because it’s the introduction to Sam’s faith and his perception of God, and given the direction the show has gone since then it’s … kinda painful. But lets get into it. Firstly, this episode is interesting because it introduces the idea of angels, and the debate about their existence

DEAN I'm just saying, man, there's just some legends that you just, you file under "bullcrap". SAM And you've got angels on the bullcrap list. DEAN Yep. SAM Why? DEAN Because I've never seen one.

We also get that moment when Sam gestures to the painting (but it looks a little like he’s point at Dean) and says “that’s Michael, right?” (foreshadowing….)

But it establishes that Dean is cynical about the existence of a higher power, of angels or anything like it, where Sam believes something is watching over them. Both of these beliefs are their reactions to the amount of horrible things they’ve seen in their lives. Dean is hurt, because he has lost so much and never seen proof of anything trying to help lessen the pain

DEAN I'll tell you who else had faith like that — Mom. She used to tell me when she tucked me in that angels were watching over us. In fact, that was the last thing she ever said to me. SAM You never told me that. DEAN Well, what's to tell? She was wrong. There was nothing protecting her. There's no higher power, there's no God. I mean, there's just chaos, and violence, and random unpredictable evil that comes out of nowhere, and rips you to shreds. You want me to believe in this stuff? I'm going to need to see some hard proof. You got any?

For Sam, it’s all the pain he’s gone through that makes him want to believe

SAM I don't know, Dean, I just, uh . . . I wanted to believe ... so badly, ... It's so damn hard to do this, what we do. You're all alone, you know? And ... there's so much evil out there in the world, Dean, I feel like I could drown in it. And when I think about my destiny, when I think about how I could end up... DEAN Yeah, well, don't worry about that. All right? I'm watching out for you. SAM Yeah, I know you are. But you're just one person, Dean. And I needed to think that there was something else, watching too, you know? Some higher power. Some greater good. And that maybe . . .Maybe I could be saved

It provides really interesting insight on how the two brothers respond differently to similar situations. Dean tends to be more of a realist (and often a pessimist) focusing on the things he can touch and feel, on the proof that he has. Sam tries so desperately to be an optimist, to look for reasons to have hope, to believe things can work out (ie. their argument about putting Dean in the box in season 14).

Now, from future seasons we know that Angels are very real, but they are far from a “greater good.” And Chuck never intended to save Sam. Watching this episode knowing who Chuck is and the way he works just made me very angry. Especially with the ending, that moment when the man Dean was chasing gets killed in a crazy coincidental way, in a way that makes Dean wonder if maybe God really was involved? It had to be Chuck, not being able to restrain himself, dropping a little hint that he was there, watching. Giving Sam just a sliver to hold on, to keep believing after discovering the thing they were hunting was just a spirit and not an angel.

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TVLine Fall TV Spoilers, retrospective edition (s8-s15)

Fall TV Spoiler Spectacular: Exclusive Scoop and Photos on 47 Returning Favorites! [September 06, 2012]

PREVIOUSLY ON… | After taking out Leviathan boss Dick Roman, Dean and Cas disappeared to a monster-filled purgatory while Sam was left on his own back on Earth. Ghost Bobby finally moved on to the other side.

COMING UP NEXT | Dean and Sam will reunite in the season premiere, but lots will have changed while they were separated. For one, after a “not very cute meet” with Amelia (recurring guest star Liane Balaban), Sam struck up a romance with the damaged woman during the Winchesters’ hiatus from each other, previews new showrunner Jeremy Carver. Dean’s side of the story will be told in flashbacks, which will answer the mystery of why Castiel vanished and how the elder brother got out of purgatory. Hint: He’s now indebted to the vamp Benny, “who is a super cool, super complex character who is a force to be reckoned with unto himself,” says Carver. “That is something that applies above ground and below ground.”

TVLINE BONUS SPOILER | Prepare for a major new recurring character in Naomi, who’s all business – complete with a serious pulled back hairdo – and very private. But underneath that no-nonsense suit exterior, she’s not quite so together.

Fall TV Spoiler Spectacular: Exclusive Scoop and Photos on 45 Returning Favorites! [September 03, 2013]

PREVIOUSLY ON… | Metatron expelled all the angels from Heaven and turned Castiel into a human. Sam continued his efforts to close the gates of Hell by curing Crowley, but Dean discovered that completing the trials would kill him, and begged his brother not to go through with it. Unfortunately, Sammy didn’t know how to stop what he started and collapsed in agony.

COMING UP NEXT | No surprise here: Sam survives. But why he does is a secret that the elder Winchester will hold on to — and one which may cause a rift between the brothers. “You’re going to find Dean, in the beginning of this season, in a slightly different position, one where it’s his decision driving great importance and weight on their relationship,” previews executive producer Jeremy Carver. “It’s a heavy weight to bear, and it has a great effect on their relationship.” There’s also angel mayhem on Earth for the brothers to contend with, including “a lot of players for the throne of who’s going to rise to the fore here,” including Battlestar Galactica alum Tahmoh Penikett’s injured warrior angel. Cas, meanwhile, is adjusting to life as a human by “eating, defecating and fornicating,” deadpans his portrayer Misha Collins. On the more quirky side, Felicia Day’s Charlie returns in Episode 4, which goes back in time to reveal “the first Men of Letters ever to occupy the bunker,” teases Carver. So what were they up to? You know, the usual — like “learning the truth behind the events that lead to The Wizard of Oz books. It’s a lot of fun and heartfelt.”

TVLINE BONUS SPOILER | Penikett’s Ezekiel isn’t the only heavenly creature we’ll be meeting. “We’re really delving into the individual characters here, and we found really interesting, really neat angels,” says Carver. “Wherever we can dive into Biblical references, we do and then we turn that the way that we need. Some of the angels that we see…have deep roots in angel mythology.”

Fall TV Spoilers 2014: Exclusive Scoops On 42 Season Premieres [September 02, 2014]

As a newly turned supernatural creature, Dean will have to decide “how dark and what kind of demon he’s going to be,” executive producer Jeremy Carver previews. So what’s the verdict? Per star Jensen Ackles, “[He’s] an ultra version of a womanizing party animal.” Considering how wild and fun his new life is – he even becomes too much for Crowley to handle! – it’s no wonder then that Dean doesn’t want to be found. But Sam, unaware of what’s happened to his brother, will try his darnedest, leading the younger Winchester “to do some questionable things that will make him, and certainly the audience, wonder which one of these guys is the true monster,” Carver notes. Meanwhile, Castiel is back on Earth and struggling with the moral dilemma of how to get his angelic grace back without being a burden.

BONUS SPOILER | Cas will be the harsh “voice of reason” when it comes to Dean’s situation, says Ackles. “Even though it might be hard to hear, it might be hard to say, he tells Sam, ‘Listen, you know what you have to do if things don’t go right.’”

Fall TV Spoilers 2015: Exclusive Scoop On 44 Season Premieres [September 08, 2015]

The Winchesters will need all the help they can get battling The Darkness, which brings us to Season 11’s theme: “You can’t outrun your past.” Dean and Sam “have to make some unexpected and unholy alliances involving folks from their past, which will have personal ramifications,” exec producer Jeremy Carver reveals. Will any of said people be fan faves who died? “We’re talking about a fight that is going to incorporate the likes of Heaven and Hell and those on Earth. So there’s certainly opportunity to see folks that have departed,” the EP replies. Perhaps one of them can provide some answers, because “there’s a lot of mystery to not only what or who The Darkness is” – maybe it’s a she? – “but what The Darkness wants,” Carver says. And while Castiel will be working alongside the brothers, he first needs to “find a way out of this spell that Rowena has cast.”

BONUS SPOILER!: Praise be! “We’re going to see more of a vintage Crowley in terms of scheming, less caring about Dean and Sam,” Carver shares.)

Fall TV Spoilers 2016: Exclusive Scoop On 42 Season Premieres [September 07, 2016]

“Dean, Mary and Cas are on the ‘Save Sam train,’ and that really drives them for the first three episodes,” executive producer Andrew Dabb previews. Once reunited, the Winchesters find themselves “pulled in two different directions” thanks to the dual threat of the British Men of Letters and Lucifer, who has taken on the vessel of a down-on-his-luck rock star (Rick Springfield). Everyone wants a piece of the fallen angel, including Crowley, who is looking to reclaim Hell and get payback for being humiliated. Lady Toni’s brethren, however, may turn out to be occasional allies in addition to stirring up trouble. “Sometimes, Sam and Dean will be working with them. Sometimes, they’ll be working against them,” Dabb hints. Meanwhile, the miraculous return of Mama Winchester has the brothers feeling “happy and conflicted” as she adjusts to a world that includes modern technology and angels. Speaking of heavenly creatures: Season 12 will spin “more personal” Cas stories and dig into his past a bit.

BONUS SPOILER!: “We’re putting the focus more on the world of hunters, so some of our past fan favorite hunters will, hopefully, swing through the show,” Dabb teases.

Fall TV Spoilers 2017: Scoop on 35+ Returning Favorites [September 07, 2017]

Cutting to the chase, “death is not the end for Castiel,” executive producer Andrew Dabb reports. “That being said, when we pick up our season he’s more dead than people usually get on our show. Castiel has a big role to play for us, but that may not be as soon as some people are hoping.” Meanwhile, the Winchester brothers, Dean especially, are reeling from the double whammy of losing their friend and their mom Mary. “There’s no one they can call,” Dabb notes, “so our guys are a bit on their own, a little spun out, both emotionally and in terms of the plot.” On top of that, they’re “acting as parents” to Lucifer’s “walking atomic bomb” offspring. “There are parts of him and things he does that they really love,” Dabb shares, “and there are parts of him and things he does that worry them a bit.” In the alt apocalypse world, Mary’s attempt to run away from Lucifer doesn’t go as well as she had hoped, while the fallen archangel finds that he “may not be the most powerful” creature over there.

BONUS SPOILER!: “Even if it’s not played by an actor that we recognize, there are certain characters that are going to come back in different bodies,” Dabb hints.

Fall TV Spoilers 2018: Scoop on 40 Returning Favorites [September 05, 2018]

Michael still wants to purify the world, but now that he’s loose on our earth — in Dean’s body, no less! — “his method is going to change,” executive producer Andrew Dabb previews. Back at the bunker, little bro Sam and heavenly pal Castiel are “extremely driven to find Dean,” with the latter even seeking help from “certain people, possibly with black eyes, who he would not normally contact.” Despite their efforts, “Sam, ultimately, and even Cas, to a degree, are a little pessimistic,” the EP says. “They’re not sure if it’s going to work out.” The Winchesters’ mom, Mary, however, “is optimistic, but sometimes that optimism can be very annoying.” Meanwhile, powerless Jack is back to hunter basics, “learning how to throw a punch [and] decapitate a vampire,” with the help of Bobby. Up in Heaven, Naomi and the few remaining angels are “trying to hold everything together.” As for the dark side, “we’re going to get a really good preview of what’s going on in Hell, actually, in the first episode,” Dabb teases.

BONUS SPOILER!: In Episode 4, “Sam and Dean and our whole crew get involved in our homage to ’80s slasher movies,” Dabb shares. “We’ve got some really cool gory stuff planned for that.”

Fall TV Preview 2019: Spoilers on 37 Returning Favorites [September 4 2019]

After finding out that God has been manipulating them, Dean and Sam are facing an “existential crisis” in the 15th and final season. “They’re realizing, ‘Well, we’re the Winchesters, but were we really doing this Chuck’s way?'” co-showrunner Andrew Dabb previews. “Part of reclaiming that agency is a big part of the season for them.” Plus, the brothers are “going to start to lose people who, in past seasons, we would’ve never lost — and lose them in a very real way. Our guys are going to realize there’s a certain finality, and some of the things they’ve relied on to get through the day — people, talents, things like that — they are no longer going to be able to roll out. And that’s going to throw them for a loop.” The show’s swan song will also welcome back some departed faces, including the Winchesters’ half-brother Adam (Jake Abel), God’s sister Amara (Emily Swallow) and deceased hunter Eileen (Shoshannah Stern).

BONUS SPOILER!: Jack is still in The Empty when Season 15 starts, and “he’s not coming back in the near future,” Dabb reveals. As for the deal Cas made to save Lucifer’s offspring, “when The Empty becomes more active, a lot of things are going to come to a head.”

#spn spoilers #pr is not showrunning #media journalism is a giant game of telephone #dabb era #carver era #tvline fall preview #long post #idek how to tag this #🎉🤦‍♀️

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Writers lie. Death doesn’t. My brain hurts.

What fascinates me is how honest Death has been (or at least seemed) throughout the series. In comparison to Chuck. I started writing a drabble about that and it turned into a whole other brain adventure on ideas of “why the TWEEST”, where it might lead, and so on.

I’m about to tuck this giant ass rant which weaves in and out of gnostic and hermetic thought alongside how it may apply to our canon since it’s very “stream of thought” on my part involving everybody being so damn shocked at WHAT A TWIST with Chuck while I was like “Y... yeah? Wait- wait that- oh I forgot most people don’t think like I do.”

There is also a long list of related posts I’ve been drumming on about all season:

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IF YOU FEEL LIKE YOU’RE MISSING PIECES AFTER READING THIS, DOUBLE BACK. Cuz at this point I’m just at stream of thought on where Dabb and co may be taking this.

So, addressing Chuck, the creator, the world builder, the liar.

A preface: Hermeticism believes in gnosis as fundamental understanding, but not all Gnosticism is Hermeticism, as over time, Gnosticism grew into a TOTALLY separate branch that was popularly considered nihilistic, whereas Hermetic stuff was generally more optimistic. I’ll address them separately, even if they’re incredibly related and roll back to that closer to the end.

Nous. Chuck is Nous (or Nous II, which I’ll get to WAYYYY below). At times Nous is divided into three forms -- Thought, Reason, and Anthropos. Anthropos is the human soul, destined to return to god. Much like the (terribly delivered) ideology of S6-7, the idea is that God is made of innumerable souls, and those that conduct themselves properly may become powers of god.

At the same time, cosmogeny is a hot fucking mess. Any person who dabbles in cosmogony that’s worth their salt will still tell you that, well, they weren’t there at the start of the world, but Empedocles was the sharp kind of whip that got to the important truths that I think will be the real human moralistic line of our final season for our actual heroes, Team Free Will: “Love and strife are the two principle forces driving all things. Things come together, things fall apart. The rest is commentary.” That’s a bit of an aside, just here while we’re literally poking at the Supernatural cosmogony in canon.

Billie and God, they’re at strife here -- in the end, I’ll reap god, too.

On the other hand, Team Free Will tend to make their choices based on love.

A few points to get out of my way before I circle to my original point: modern Gnostics revere Lucifer as Prometheus. I feel I’ve missed that important word in my brush overs. Modern. Thing is, that’s a modern invention completely absent in sources like the Pleroma. But the Apocryphon of John did lend toward it. The whole cascade of symbology ends up with them saying Jesus and Lucifer are one in the same, but again, modern invention, but definitely a step The Powers That Be have not even hinted or breathed in the direction of and I don’t see them taking that step. That said, Lucifer called out propaganda. And regardless of if Lucifer is a modern or ancient christ figure, the gnostic contempt for Jehovah wasn’t particularly a secret.

Because regardless of if the snake in the gnostic garden was Lucifer or Satan (it IS in Supernatural), it was a savior figure breaking through Chuck’s false reality. A constructed reality. A veil of lies built around a creation he wanted run HIS way.

Chuck’s false reality has been REPEATEDLY addressed as propaganda by Lucifer, who we didn’t want to believe. Chuck misguided them as a lowkey writer right off the bat. Chuck disregarded their prayers for years. Chuck only came back when his ass was on the line from his own equal and opposite pole but gave a really nifty drama story on why, which Lucifer AND EVERYBODY ELSE was pretty much given to swallow or just deal with it anyway.

But summarily, in gnostic tradition, Jehova is the actual satan and the snake was just misunderstood for trying to break the matrix everybody was in, which hits some later biblical curiosities when various affiliated names like the morning star, and phosphorus, both Luciferian, are also given as properties of the holy spirit. EG in Revelations, Jesus calls himself the morning star too. Let’s do a head flip here. But wait didn’t some preacher say the morning star was Lucifer and Lucifer was satan and - hold up, what.

Again, I’m not speculating TPTB are gonna say Lucifer is jeebus. If anything, his child here, Jack, is the christ figure we’re about to face, turning over the laws of the old cruel god in the time of apocalypse. But this idea that it’s just all so sudden that Chuck is turning around when he’s habitually made lies and excuses is kinda crazy to me? Like, he poofed out at the end of S5, so TPTB have known since then? Chuck has literally been lying through the whole series and this is just forgotten because Rob is a super sweet bean everybody loves? Chuck has forged an entire matrix of misery, or infinite multiples, and then decides to try a different story? Sam and Dean are his guys? They keep it interesting, until they try to take HIM down?

But with all the gnostic and hermetic symbolism, this is on point? But Chuck has been lying the whole time? Whereas Death, arguably... has not? I literally didn’t trust them to ever try to take this road on main stream TV?? Like???? This is really balls out???????????? In a christian coded culture?????????????????????

Which rides back to my original point in starting these rambles, discussing Billie: Billie may be neutral, cold and uncaring on a human empathetic level, but Death has arguably never lied. Left out parts of the truth, but never lied. There’s question on if she lied to Dean with The Last Book, but where do her books even come from? Are they Chuck’s shed drafts? And furthermore, this season had a distinct theme of adding words or readings that weren’t in the actual text (the gorgon note, the pearl journal) on interpretation. We still have grossly vague abstract idea of what was actually in that book, versus how Dean interpreted what was in that book and in the end, she still said what he did with the knowledge in that book was up to him. Just that it wouldn’t end in Michael using him to burn down the world. This is inarguably true.

Which lends to the idea of Death as a true natural force purposed for balance.

Whereas it took until season 14 for JehovaChuck to confess, just as biblically,

“I form the light and create darkness, I make peace, and create evil…” (Isaiah 45:7)

The word translated “evil” is from a Hebrew word that means “adversity, affliction, calamity, distress, misery.” Other major English Bible translations render the word: “disaster” (NIV, HCSB), “calamity” (NKJV, NAS, ESV), and “woe” (NRSV). The Hebrew word can refer to moral evil, and often does have this meaning in the Hebrew Scriptures.

In retrograde some of this is impossible for them to exist since, we know, original draft REAL LIFE SIDE, angels were never intended and all of that hoohah. So the complexities of “The snake in the garden wasn’t really a bad dude, just a misunderstood rebel, and God essentially = Lucifer” which, in the long term, rolls into the gnostic pessimistic view. What we call god was basically satan all along with a false matrix of control. Gnostic world view is that god is a lying dick and the snake wasn’t all so bad and we should listen and break out. The end.

Hermetics address this in god being good, but still having a wholeassed other set on polarities and what actually defines good, and reaches above a metaphorical jehova-head for an actual god. The All. In The Nothing. Also really super duper familiar right now.

Which cycles back to season 5, “In the end, I’ll reap god, too.” Spoke Death. He clarified the chicken and the egg ambiguities, which again, *rolls another circle around*

Back to gnostic first:

We have a forefather or pro-arche, a pre-beginning, a fore-father, considered as the idea of Depth -- with whom existed Thought who’s also called Grace and Silence. The Empty Space & Grace, then Mind & Truth. But Nous, the Mind, born of Depth & Grace, sent forth Word & Life and brought forth Anthropos & Ecclesia - Man & Church, which were the primal eight.

Now, gnosticism is a really broad wash, some sects have REALLY wild ass takes on what causes death, but the simple idea of Death is quite literally beyond... like-- if god created The Word (huehuehue) and Life, it’s not that Death is even its own force, so much as a negative space contrary to the work of Nous.

Chaining in my stream of thought here for a second, tapping back to “God was never on your side” as both the lead-in and lead-out of the season tells me that for all the gnostic/hermetic stuff flying around, this season did lean into gnostic Nihilism (huehuehue). The question is if the hermetic Optimism (huehuehue) is going anywhere, because that’s where my recent gong banging about the Shadow (huehuehue), The All, and all of that is on about and it’s just hanging out there, like an invitation for them to face their mirrors and take on the godhead themselves, beyond Chuck, and own that role -- or, yes, could just be reduced to an uber villain.

Fascinatingly, The All as it was used in FMA - which you may remember me dropping a gif of here or there to compare to the Empty Smile - was also Truth. *points back up to the above*

Anyway, to the hermetic reading, it’s a matter of how, if at all, they subvert their own dark-god roll here. The Gnostic God is a dick. The Hermetic god can still be a dick, but his motivations in creating the universe are notably less intentionally malignant. The god of 14.20 is the gnostic god. The question is if he has a hermetic optimistic lining.

The accounts vary slightly, but summarily man was much like the angels at first, a being of androgynous soul unchained to the physical realm, who helped DESIGN to the original world, as *points back above again* god himself is actually a collective vat of souls, or the substance that makes souls. “Let us make man in our own image,” as it were. Nature looked up at man and fell in love with it. Man looked down at nature and fell in love with it. But man fell in love with creation and wanted to dwell in it, and then variably yeeted themselves into the physical world or, by some accounts, were chained into it. Which made them subject to sleep, sex... and yes, gave life, but also the possibility for death. It leads to a state of reincarnation until they’re worth reuniting with the godhead.

Basically, it’s the tale of the angels fall itself, which I think is more where we’re going to see the hermetic aspect rearing its head in this telling. But I could be wrong. Shrug emoji. Man looks up at angel falls in love with it, angel looks down at man and falls in love with it, angel yeets self into human world. Sounds super familiar or something somehow. Shrug emoji again.

Because there’s also the hermetic issue of Nous and... Second Nous. Nous II which is actually closer to The Word made the planets and all the cool stuff, but Nous I actually made man, which makes a hella complicated part in our SPN lore I don’t expect to see addressed. But the creation myth introduces astrology, planets, and man, law - destiny -- from which man is expected and given to rise above. Man with power over creation. “You create your own reality” is literally the idea here. The idea that man has a dual nature -- the immaterial soul, and a physical body after the fall, sending a piece of the heavens into man.

But that man is also the equal, or at least potential equal of god, which kinda disturbs the hell out of fundamentalist christians. “As above, so below,” the Ouroboros is more than a cycle, but also the respective interconnectivity and equality of all things. Some hermetic schools even believe “God only knows what you know,” making the earthly experience or, in SPN, the story a learning experience for the creator as well as the individual, though this is sorta not-cool to fundamentalists so, *tosses papers in air*

Either way about it, Hermeticism addresses the uh, multiple levels of God and the Nous, just like Nous was not necessarily First Tier Creative Force as much as chicken or the egg or second timeless force against other concepts of NothingSpace.

Summarily, Gnosticism addresses the world as a dark, shitty place full of demons to overcome, a constant struggle to attain higher levels, and an escape at the end in death. The hermetic view is not dark, it’s about beauty and divine harmony, and instead of escaping the world he expands himself to command the world. Which, respectively, gives us two VERY different endings of a new godhead or absolute humanity as the goal in standing against Chuck and what he’s driving them to do.

As for the motivations, even hermeticists can’t agree on that. Does the All have something to gain by acting? Is it compelled to? Or is it like the Kybalion yells, “THE ALL ACTS BECAUSE IT ACTS.” or like Michael, “because I CAN.”

But The All as the true Nous would also be above Chuck. Chuck would be the masculine Jehova. We have the feminine Shekinah in Amara. Chuck is Nous II, whether or not SPN lore addresses if Nous I (The Shadow?) created man or not or just snowballs it into one thing.

And Death, beyond God, a void presence, a silence in the midst of Depth, beyond the Word and the Life but able to read it and keep balance, has its own bones to pick -- without lies, without words, simply with action. But Death is not the end, really, especially not in hermetic rebirth. It’s merely a point of change. But we know even god can die. And in the end, Death will even reap god. And we are in the end. Even God has said it. So, buckle in folks as we deep dive into some crazy level theology.

SPN Cosmogony is making my head hurt is what it is but I see our potentials and they’re all very interesting.

Again, cycling back to related/accessory posts:

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#supernatural #meta #sorta #my meta #mine #pagan life #theology #billie #death #god #chuck #14.20 #finale #moriah #season 15 #cosmogenesis #demiurge #souls

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neveratease · 5 years

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Answer 21, Tag 21

I was tagged by the very kind @wendibird

Thank you for tagging me :)

1. Nicknames: neveratease (because I am never at ease. Okay that was easy) April12b (because I want to be anyone who is not me, so why not April), Violet Wingfield (because I’m Laura Wingfield’s cousin. She and I are best friends with Tennessee)

2. Zodiac Sign: Taurus

3. Height: I don’t know. But I am very tall according to popular belief.

4. Hogwarts House: Gryffindor

5. Last Thing I Googled: Spn Jared and Jensen panel on youtube. Helps me with anxiety.

6. Favorite Musicians: Okay, this is tough. Okay, let’s see. M83, Radical Face, Imagin Dragons, Sleeping at last, Adele, Sam Smith, Beetles, Enya and this list goes on...

7. Song Stuck in My Head: Right now its Halo by Beyonce. I don’t know why. I like it so I like it :)

8. Following Now: 151

9. Followers: 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 :D You can do the math!

10. Do I Get Asks? Nope! Thank Chuck!

11. Amount of Sleep: I don’t have a routine.

12. Lucky Number: Never paid that much attention to numbers. I’m really self-obsessed.

13. What am I wearing? I rather not say :) Hey, it’s hot where I reside, okay?

14. Dream job: A job that will detach me from my brain and the rest of the world. Does that make sense? That’s why it’s a dream job! Never going to have that one!

15. Dream trip: Great Rann of Kutch and the whole world.

16. Favorite Food: Anything made by my mother. And noodles :)

17. Instruments: I don’t do talent.

18. Languages: Does regional language count? Then, Bengali, Hindi. Other than that I have a pathetic grasp in English and very very little French. One whim of learning French online resulted in me quitting. *Shocking*

19. Favorite Song: I don’t know. Maybe, I am alive!

20. Random Fact: I am more like Dean, I’m a non-believer, sarcastic sometimes practical/pessimistic but I need to keep some things to myself like Sam. I am introvert like Sam. I know this is a generalisation but it would become an epic if I go into details.

I envy Sam’s forgiving, trusting, and optimistic nature. I have a lot in common with both. I love Sam a tad bit more, maybe because I see a lot of me in Dean and it’s too much:) Supernatural came to me at a point when there was nothing. I can never express my gratitude to the cast and crew of the show because I’ll never get the chance to meet them. But all I can say, thank you for being my one constant.

21. Aesthetic: The smell of soil right before the storm comes, the sound of charcoal pencil on the page, blue ink pen, sizzling sound of sauteing, new and old books, sunlit room at dawn, the perfume of blooming flower in the evenings.

@dragonardhill @arwenadreamer @missjackil @samgirl2552 @glowingsamulet @oneshoeshort @lyssiahstorm

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positivexcellence · 6 years

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Supernatural Boss Hints at 'Dangers' to MIA Dean, Teases Sam and Cas' Search

TVLINE | Are there any specific threats or dangers to Dean while Michael is driving the car, so to speak? The threats to Dean are not physical, necessarily. He’s kind of locked away, and he’s a passenger in this thing. The dangers for him are more when Dean comes out of this, or when he’s rescued from this. What is going to be the aftereffect of it? For our characters, especially our main characters, everything they go through, from stubbing their toe to dying for the 34th time, it’s less about the event, [and] more about how it affects them moving forward. That’s something Dean’s going to be struggling with as our season progresses.

TVLINE | How are Sam and Cas and Mary coping in Dean’s absence? They’re all coping in their own ways. For Sam, obviously, he’s extremely driven to find Dean. He’s mobilized everyone he can think of, including the Apocalypse World hunters, to do this. Cas is very much the same way. Cas is very much like, “We have to find him.” He’s going to certain people, possibly with black eyes, who he would not normally contact, but he’s looking for their help to find Dean. For Mary, she is worried, as you would assume. The difference is that Sam, ultimately, and even Cas to a degree, are a little pessimistic. They’re not sure if it’s going to work out. Mary is optimistic, but sometimes, that optimism can be very annoying. But everybody wants the same thing, which is to bring Dean back.

TVLINE | Are they all on the same page in terms of how to go about the Michael situation and rescuing Dean? Or is there some conflict? There is a little bit of conflict, but at the end of the day, the first step is [to] find him, basically. There’s a device they used back in Season 12 that forced Lucifer out of the president, and so there are some ideas like, “Well, if we can find that device, and we can get Michael in a room, maybe we could use that to force Michael out of Dean and save Dean.”

The other plan that’s hanging out there is difficult because, as of right now, there’s really nothing in our world that can hurt Michael, as far as we know. There’s a little bit of discussion of, “Are we going to save Dean? Are we going to kill Michael?” Those words are not the same thing, and Michael being loose in this world is a real danger. So at the end of the day, they all want to save Dean, but if it came down to it, if Dean couldn’t be saved and the only way to stop Michael was to kill Dean in the process, even Dean Winchester would say, “Take that deal,” because you’re saving the world.

TVLINE | Jack doesn’t have his powers, so how is he occupying his time? Can he still go on hunts? Jack, certainly early in the season, is very much in what I’ll call the learning stage. He learned a little bit last year in terms of putting together clues and things like that. This year, with the help of Bobby specifically, he’s learning how to throw a punch, how to decapitate a vampire. It’s a learning process for him.

TVLINE | With Lucifer dead, what does that mean for Heaven and Hell? Is there a power vacuum? Heaven is running on fumes, basically. There are a handful of angels up there, just trying to hold everything together. Hell is a different story. We’re going to get a really good preview of what’s going on in Hell, actually, in the first episode.

TVLINE | Is Cas going to get involved in the Heaven situation, trying to fix things up there? Early on, Cas’ focus is on Dean, and also, I don’t know that anyone has a solution to that problem. It’s definitely something we’re going to focus on as the season goes forward, but it’s not the most pressing concern. Naomi, the people up there, kind of have it handled right now. That’s not always going to be the case, but for right now, they’re actually in pretty good shape.

#andrew dabb #Sam Winchester #dean winchester #sam and dean #michael dean #castiel #Jack Kline #mary winchester #spn spoilers

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destieldrabblesdaily · 7 years

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I’m optimistic about Destiel this season, but I am worried they’re baiting again, I don’t want to get my hopes up too much. Do you think anything is actually going to happen?

Hii! :D Do I think anything is actually going to happen?

Let me just say that for thefirst time in a long time, I think it’s possible, however with a season 14 already pretty muchconfirmed, who knows how much longer they will drag it out, especially whenconsidering the inevitable backlash. :p Then even when it happens, there’salways the question: will they keep it ambiguous to keep everyone happy, orwill we be rewarded with something more explicit? Regardless, before, I wasn’teven that optimistic that the ambiguous confirmation (even at the very end) was agiven, whereas right now I feel like they don’t have much of a choiceanymore?

I guess the difference is thatuntil now, regarding the Dean/Cas relationship, we’ve always been safely stuckin subtext-land. Now here’s the thing with subtext (which is also what makes itso damn frustrating); it’s rather obvious to those who are looking for it, butit doesn’t always necessarily demand a resolve in canon. And even when it kindadoes, there’s still no guarantee that writers/producers deem it importantenough to follow through.

However at this point, textand subtext are colliding to a degree where things are happening that I may notbe able to yet label ‘text’ with a clear conscience, but it also no longerfeels right to label them ‘subtext’, because it’s gone beyond that.

The endless comparisons betweenSam and Dean are nothing new, consisting of (but not limited to); theirmotivations, their decisions, their relationships. But this year’s theme so farreally can’t be ignored unless you’re willing to deny that someone isphysically dumping it over your head like a bucket of ice water. D:

The main event being the Casversus mom - Sam versus Dean situation.

Sam wants to give it his allto get his mother back, get Jack to control his powers, hoping that it willsomehow open the portal again. Then there’s Dean, who’s not putting much effortinto that, like at all. He’s too busy grieving Cas to even consider puttingtime or energy into the one thing (person) that might be able to save hismother, because it reminds him too much of Cas' death.

He plays it cool, saying (assuming)that Lucifer killed her anyway, but that doesn’t seem to be what DeanWinchester would usually do, especially not without confirmation that she’struly gone, and gifted with a possible key to get her back, even if said key might havebeen the end of a close friend.

Unlike Sam, who does have themotivation to bring back their mom. Even though Sam and Dean both labeled Cas as family, and a dearfriend. So what /is/ the difference?

Exactly what it is: for Samit’s a matter of losing a close friend. Which hey, they’ve both been there,they’ve done that; losing friends, losing family, losing people they came tocare about. It’s nothing new to him, he’s grieving, of course, but it’s nothinghe hasn’t experienced before, while his mother might still be out there, alive,someone closer than a good friend, and whom can be saved.

Even if it’s not really a competition:

For Sam, it’s close friend versusmother.

Then there’s Dean. Mister You-might-be-able-to-forget-about-it-but-I-can’t.We’re so clearly being shown that Cas/Dean and Sam/Cas is not the same, eventhough they both consider the guy their family.

For Dean, it’s love-of-his-life versusmother.

So much emphasis is being puton it, why would they if they’re not going to give us any answers or resolve inthe end? Like, I'm an amateur when it comes to writing, but even I knowthat I wouldn't put that much energy and effort into demonstrating something ifnot to make a point???

Ironically, I read (liked?reblogged? idk) a post last week, where it was mentioned that a lot of bro-onlyfans and anti Destiel people complained that Dean was so terribly out ofcharacter this season. Which is how we come full circle, because I’ve said itbefore; we’ve reached that point where the show makes LESS sense if it ISN’T agay thing.

Even with me being the pessimist that I am (I’m owning up to it ^^’), objectively, looking at what they’ve given us to work with so far in S13, if I didn’t like Destiel, I would be pissing my pants right about now.

And hey, I’m not saying that they are 100% not-baiting, but they have thrown themselves into certain obligations because this isn’t merely subtext anymore. They’ve actually taken the time out of their day to add these things to text, giving it actual screen time (other than ‘wow, the wallpaper might say this or that’), therefore demanding a resolve in order for the story to textually still make sense.

So look, if they’re not planning on delivering; I would’ve expected some more subtle baiting, they’ve been doing it for years, after all. It’s just, even as a not-professional-writer, I simply can’t imagine wasting that much screen time and effort and (dare I say it?) text, on a story that I /didn’t/ care to tell anyway.

So... let’s be cautiously optimistic together? ;D

#replies for ts #destiel #season 13 for ts #rosedowney

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xcrqwley-blog · 5 years

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Supernatural OC

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BASICS :

Name: Adrian Fae Winchester

Nicknames: Dee, Dove, or little dude

Age: 26

Race: White

Gender: Non-binary (Prefers He/Him)

Height: 5”6

Weight: 127 pounds

Eye Color: Hazel

Hair: Pixie cut with Shaved sides, dyed bright red top

Profession(s)/Job: Hunter

Wealth Status: ...

Dwelling Place/Current Home: Lebanon, Kansas

Birthplace: Wichita, Kansas

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Weapons: Hunting knife or gun

Trinkets/Favored Items: A necklace that has a dove symbol on it

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APPEARANCE EXTENDED:

Facial appearance(Includes hair): He has Hazel/Brown eyes, His left eyebrow as a small cut running through it and his other eyebrow is shaved at the middle-end

Skin color and appearance: He has tanish-white skin and slight freckle across his nose.

General body build/type/figure: He’s skinny but Also has some muscle

Clothing of choice: He sometimes wears a binder (which isn’t safe), tanktops, plaid shirts, and jeans with boots

Additional trinkets or items carried: A dove necklace

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RELATIONS:

Family Background/Lineage: a Half-Winchester

Known family members, and their relation to the character: He’s super close with Sam and Dean and cares for them dearly, He’s never knew John Winchester personally but heard stories (Bad ones from his mom, good from dean and half/half from Sam). His mom never accepted him and wasn’t a good mom, still slightly cared for him tho.

Any enemies, villains, or rivals, and how did this come to be: Monsters that try to kill them

Friends & Companions: Jack, Crowley (Has a major crush on him)

Best Friend: Gabriel and Castiel (Slight crush on him)

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PERSONALITY:

General happiness, 1-10: 7

Social level 1-10: 6

Likes: Writing, Hunting, Going to Bars with his brothers, Singing and Dancing, Cooking sometimes

Dislikes: Being completely alone, His brothers or loved ones hurt

1 Optimist, 10 Pessimist, 1-10: 4

General Personality Type: He’s a bit quirky and happy, because since his brothers aren’t that much, they need some happiness around. Though at times he can break down and feel like shit. He cares for his family and friends a lot.

Introvert/Extrovert: Introvert

Method of Handling Anger or Rage (Repress, throw things, etc): He punches things or goes to the shooting range

Admirable Traits: He’s very protective and will do anything to save his family and friends

Negative Traits: He can sometimes get Anxiety attacks and get weak in battle

Pet Peeves and Gripes: Hates it when people keep important info from him

Things That Make Uncomfortable or Embarrassed: Being Caught and/or Flirted with

Ever Been Arrested?: ..A few times

Hobbies: Writing, Hunting, Singing, Dancing, Cooking

Interests: Going to the Library

Drinks Alcohol: Yes he does

Favorite Physical Attributes in Opposite Sex and Same Sex: Eyes and fluffiness

Sexual Turn-Ons: Scruffy stubble lol, dom voices, being tied up, dom/sub, being super degraded,

Sexual Turn-Offs: non consensual, waterfall

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SKILLS/ABILITIES:

Special Occupational Training: Dean and Sam still train him

Skills, Abilities, and Talents: He can fight really well with a knife

preferred weapon: Knife

Talents: He can sneak up on monsters

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GENERAL/OTHER:

Personal Quote/Motto: (from Character): Heyyy Y’all!

Theme Song: Carry On my Wayward Son

#supernatural #spn #crowley #sam #dean #castiel #gabriel #jack #mary #john #winchester #supernatural rp #spn rp #please rp with me

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noditchablepromdate · 7 years

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Character Development

01 / BASICS

Full Name: Robert Steven Singer Nickname: Bobby Sex/Gender: Male Birthday: August 12th, 1950 Age: Around 60 (officially deceased aged 62) Astrological Sign: Leo Occupation: Mechanic, hunter Spoken Languages: English, Japanese, French Sexual Orientation: Straight Birthplace: Sioux Falls, South Dakota Relationship status: Widower

02/ PHYSICAL TRAITS

Race: Human Ethnicity: Whilte European Hair Color/Style: Brown, cut fairly short, balding; short beard and moustache Eye Color: Blue Accent: Mid-Western American, mostly Texas Height: 5′11″ Tattoos: One on his back of his wife’s name and dates of birth/death Piercings: None

03 / PERSONALITY TRAITS

Pet Peeves: Dumbass hunters, people fussing over him Hobbies/Interests: Building useful items, daytime TV Special Skills/Abilities: Very capable with magic, breaking and entering, research Likes: Rotgut whisky, a peaceful day Dislikes: Demons, hellhounds, being interrupted Insecurities: Afraid of becoming like his own father Quirks/Eccentricities: Says “Balls” or “Idjits” when annoyed or angry Strengths: Very clever, experienced researcher, good with most weapons and magic Weaknesses: Will do anything to protect his boys. Speaking Style: Blunt and to the point, though he can get very eloquent when fired up. Temperament: Cranky, short-tempered and irritable, but there’s a gruff kind of gentleness underneath.

04 / FAMILY & HOME

Family: Karen Singer (wife, deceased), Dean Winchester (adopted son), Sam Winchester (adopted son) How does he feel about his family?: Karen is the only woman he’ll ever love so deeply, and he misses her terribly. Sam and Dean are as good as his own sons, and he’d move the world for them. How does his family feel about him?: Karen loved him back just as much, and doesn’t blame him for her death. His boys consider him as good as their own father, and although they sometimes take him for granted, they’ll do anything they can to help him. Pets: He had a dog called Rumsfeld, who was killed by the demon Meg Masters. Where does he live?: At Singer Salvage Yard, in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. What is it like there?: The surrounding area has a large number of old cars piled up for use in salvage, and is otherwise generally pretty quiet, as he lives on the outskirts of a small town. Description of his home: From the outside it looks like an average kind of house for the location, a bit scruffy but reasonably maintained. On the inside, however, it’s much more interesting. The living room has piles of assorted lore books everywhere, a desk with a computer and lamp, and a sofa under the window. The kitchen looks mostly ordinary, but has a bank of labelled phones by the table and a false bottom in the knife drawer which holds assorted illegal or dangerous herbs. The ground floor also has a bathroom and a hall closet which is equipped with a lever for a trapdoor just outside. Upstairs are several rooms, mainly bedrooms, and at least one bathroom. The basement is mostly storage space, with a panic room Bobby built that is secure against ghosts and demons. Description of his bedroom: It is sparsely furnished, with a double bed, bedside drawers and a couple of wardrobes. He doesn’t spend much time here unless he’s asleep.

05/ THIS OR THAT

Introvert or Extrovert?: Bobby definitely leans towards the introvert. He’s not keen on socialising much of the time and is quite comfortable on his own. Optimist or Pessimist?: Pessimist. He’s dealt with way too much crap to look on the bright side. Leader or Follower?: He’s more likely to take the lead than to follow instructions unless he has to. Confident or Self-Conscious?: It wavers; when it comes to hunting he’s generally very confident, but in more personal matters he’s definitely less sure of himself. Cautious or Careless?: Very cautious. He doesn’t like to leap into a situation without scoping it out thoroughly first. Religious or Secular?: Secular; although he knows demons, angels and gods exist, he doesn’t profess any kind of actual faith in them and instead devotes his time to learning how to counter them. Passionate or Apathetic?: He is very passionate about things, but is extremely good at faking apathy as both a coping mechanism and a shield from others. Book Smarts or Street Smarts?: Both. Bobby is a highly educated scholar with a quick mind, but is also a survivalist from decades of hunting various creatures, from deer to demons. Compliments or Insults?: Insults. Even his most affectionate form of address is usually a gruff “Idjit” rather than anything actually nice. Pajamas or Underwear?: Pajamas if he can take the time; if he’s too tired he’ll sleep in his underwear or fully dressed.

06 / FAVORITES

Favorite Color: Blue, though he tends to wear dull colours most of the time. Favorite Clothing Style/Outfit: His usual outfit is jeans, a t-shirt or tank top, and a plaid flannel shirt, with solid work boots and a trucker’s cap. Favorite Bands/Songs/Type of Music: His favourite singer is Joni Mitchell. Favorite Movies: He hasn’t got any specific movie, but he does enjoy action films. Favorite TV Shows: Tori & Dean, the reality show. Favorite Books: He’ll read anything that contains useful lore. Favorite Foods/Drinks: He drinks whisky - cheap rotgut for the most part, but he’ll happily take something of better quality if it’s available - and has a bit of a sweet tooth, particularly for baked desserts like pies and cobbler. Favorite Sports/Sports Teams: He’s not much into sports but was quite happy to throw a ball around with Dean as a kid. Favorite Actors/Actresses: Tori from Tori & Dean. Favorite Time of Day: Morning. it’s usually the quietest and most peaceful time of day, when hunters don’t usually get themselves into trouble. Favorite Weather/Season: Autumn. Favorite Animal: He’s kinda fond of dogs. Normal dogs.

07 / MISCELLANEOUS

Fears/Superstitions: Not much scares him, though his worst fears are Hell and losing his boys. As for superstitions, he generally just pays attention to the ones he knows will actually be of use. Political Views: He pretty much ignores regular politics; they don’t mean much to him. Religion/Philosophy of Life: He’s not religious, and frankly believes all the different faiths just cause more trouble for him to have to stamp out. Allergies: None. Addictions: He’s a barely functioning alcoholic. Best/Worst School Subject: He wasn’t much of a student and didn’t really stand out or do terribly in anything. How does he get money?: His auto salvage business keeps him going, and he does occasionally get windfalls from other hunters. How is he with technology?: He can handle most things, though he struggles sometimes with the more cutting-edge stuff.

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