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#Jensen deserves better
dotthings · 14 days
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Anyone who continues the false narrative “Jensen hates Destiel” “Jensen is uncomfortable with Destiel”
FOUR YEARS AFTER SPN ENDING OMG WILL THE ANTI-DESTIELS EVER SHUT YOUR MOUTHS SMEARING JENSEN
While Jensen has made it abundantly clear he supports queer readings, he supports queer fans, and Destiel shippers, and he’s completely cool with it.
Anyone doing that isn’t a Jensen Ackles fan, full stop.
They need to get off my lawn.
This is aimed at certain dedicated Jensen stan accounts and Jared stan brosonlies alike. It’s all disrespectful, inane, hateful, and cowardly. They’re all cowards, because they don’t even have the guts to own their own hatred of a queer ship so they keep hiding behind Jensen, projecting onto Jensen, using Jensen as their hate flag.
Seeing Jensen continued to be dragged through the mud like this by the side that claims to respect him, while they use him like this, it’s painful. This is supposed to be part of Jensen’s base??? They treat him like trash.
This is not respect. This not being a fan. They’re eaten by their obsessive hatred for a queer ship and use Jensen for it.
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shutup-misha · 7 months
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Yep. Also still kind of wish they stop going to those stupid cons. I know there's a strike but sigh. Poor Jensen :(
Yeah, I think Jensen is stuck with the shadow of destiel for the rest of his life.
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nancylou444 · 2 years
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About this: https://nancylou444.tumblr.com/post/686517085527048192/it-really-is-strange-to-me-the-amount-of-people
As a Lesbian, it's really creepy, how obsessed they are with seeing him nude.
Fun facts: lesbian means being attracted to women, wanting romantic relationship with women. Not being horny for some poor soul stuck with those crazy hellers.
Like, watching any scene with male nudity, for me, it's just part of the show, or i'm really awkard for other people's reaction if i'm not alone.
I think it's okay appreciating the actor and all... this, but no need to be crackpot about it and declaring on SM how much you want to see him front.
WTH
If you're so desperate to see some guy's junk, go watch porn, idk.
I really pity Jensen tho, cause it's gonna follow till the rest of his career, i'm sure of it
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LMAO, yes some need to understand what a lesbian is interested in and what she couldn't care less about. OR shouldn't care less about.
That's why we tend to question hellers/aa's that declare themselves LESBIAN as they first worked themselves up over seeing Jensen's privates, THEN bitched because they didn't get to see everything.
It really is a shame that Jensen's "fans" only see him as parts.I do agree that this is how it's going to be for all his future roles.
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strawlessandbraless · 2 months
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There were things...people, feelings that he wanted to experience differently than he had before. Or maybe even for the first time
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deanwasalwaysbi · 5 months
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Dean's nothing about our lives is real speech? When he says "everything we are is because of chuck"? He was speaking privately & directly to Castiel when he said that.
Not to Sam. Not everything I am. Everything we are. Dean was having a full on crisis.
"You asked, 'What about all of this is real?' We are." Dean didn't know how right Cas was.
Like no baybee. It'll take 15 episodes, but god himself will tell you Cas defied him and his plan to love you, actually.
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pendragonsclotpole · 7 months
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I need to preface this post with the fact that I’ve been aware of Supernatural for as long as I’ve known what the terms fanfiction and fandom mean. It’s one of those pop culture moments that’s existed on the periphery of my mind as something really beloved and bemoaned about by people on the internet, but it’s never been something I really cared about outside of some iconic memes.
For the past four days, I’ve been watching Supernatural non-stop in my free time. I think I sat through eight episodes straight on one of those days, and I just have to say, the show is phenomenal.
I don’t know where to start, I could make a dozen of these posts about various points throughout the first two seasons and it still wouldn’t be enough. I’ve now taken a break at episode one of season three, because now that it’s a weekday I have work and can’t dedicate the time I could on the weekend.
First, Jared Padalecki’s acting is so beautiful and poignant and emotional. He really makes Sam Winchester into the bleeding heart of the whole show, and the entire time he’s on screen I worry about Sam. His portrayal of Sam’s heartbreak and desperation at Dean’s impending death after the car crash, as well as Sam’s horror at the reveal of what John told Dean before dying held a tragic desperation and denial that really embodied what the character represented in the first two seasons. Even as a hunter and with his special abilities, Sam felt like a quasi self-insert for the audience. I don’t mean that in a bad or overly tropey way, but in the way that he felt robbed of a proper childhood in favor of his father’s crusade. Sam is the angry, indignant younger sibling who never bore the brunt of responsibility like the older sibling did and it shows. In some ways, it makes him more entitled—I don’t mean that Sam does not have the right to be angry with John Winchester. He does. Fuck John Winchester. I mean entitled in the unintentional, coincidental way that your little brother or sister always demands the things you never had or rebels against the authority of the parent without ever dealing with the consequences you did as the older sibling. It reveals the veneer of freedom he had and the protection he received by virtue of his place in the Winchester Family. For me, it made him unbearably real, and this feeling of realness was made worse by the genuine naivety and innocence he keeps even as he continually gets screwed over by the demons. There’s a steadfast belief in the goodness of others within Sam that often conflicts with the sense of goodness he believes he lacks.
Sam trusts so easily, but he understands people in ways that should be antithetical to his upbringing. It took me forever to reconcile why he seemed so familiar, until I realized that Sam Winchester, for all that he was one of John Winchester’s son, had received the unconditional love of an older sibling for his entire childhood.
I don’t mean the perfect, kind, healthy love that often exists between fictional siblings. Too often I’ve watched media that makes me wonder how siblings like that even exist, or conversely, made me glad my siblings weren’t so fucked up.
I mean the kind of platonic love that exists between siblings living in the liminal space of love and hate thanks to the single fucked up connection that draws them back together continuously out of some sense of duty or commiseration or the need to be understood.
I mean the kind of love between siblings that would wither away when in a perfect world that does not stake their survival on their codependence of each other, but that in an imperfect and real world is equated to familiarity. Sam and Dean against the world—against John Winchester.
Out of all of the episodes I’ve watched in the last day and a half, perhaps the one that struck me most was episode 20, Season 2. What is and What Should Never Be. Not only was the title a bit of emotional whiplash—the juxtaposition of Should and Never lending a finality or a sense of wrongness that can’t be replicated by the words “Could Never—but we see Dean and Sam in a world where their one connection, hunting, has completely vanished and at a high cost to all the people they’ve saved, but mostly to Sam and Dean themselves. They’re connection as ride or die brothers is gone, replaced by an ostensibly better, healthier, more normal future liberated from the expectations of the rest of the world.
Without the death of Mary Winchester, Dean and Sam are no longer Dean and Sam. They’re just two people, connected by the two people that raised them, and likely to drift apart after that connection dies—frayed ends of a tapestry pulling apart and unraveling. Dean gains a mom and a normal life, but metaphorically loses a brother and a sense of purpose. Who is Dean Winchester if he’s not a hunter and Sam’s brother? And the sad thing is, neither of these are traits Dean ever chose. They are conditions foisted upon him, perhaps not intentionally, such as in the case of Sam, but ultimately placed on his soul until they tethered themselves to the very core of what being Dean Winchester is supposed to mean. The end of the episode, and Dean’s choice to return to the real world, regardless of Sam waking him up, is Dean fully giving up his dream in order to save Sam and be a hunter. The fallacy of the episode is in the choice Dean makes, which the more I think about it, feels less like a choice and more of an inevitability but one compounded by Dean’s readiness and willingness to go with it.
This is where I get to the crux of my surprise with these first early seasons of Supernatural: Dean Motherfucking Winchester.
I don’t know what I was expecting from early seasons of Supernatural, especially with the context of the later seasons. Maybe an overly cheesy, early 2000s ode to roadtrip Americana with a self-reverential take on the classic gun slinging frontiersman of the Wild West and bad supernatural CGI. Not to say it isn’t that (shout out to Sam’s comment on Dean’s particular brand of butch), but what surprised me was how real the connection between the characters was manifested on screen and how much good will the show built up in the audience. There came a point where I sided with Dean so much in the events of the show that I felt like I was riding shotgun in the impala. I saw it with every compliant “yes, sir” he gave to John, with every teasing comment he threw at Sam, and with every act of selflessness he exhibited by protecting other people. This isn’t to say that Dean is perfect. Sometimes he doesn’t take things seriously enough, or he’s willing to sacrifice people for some misguided greater good, or he’s obsessed with saving Sam even when he wouldn’t be if it were anyone else, but Dean has a conviction so many people lack. He has the capacity to love at a great cost to himself, either because he believes himself unworthy of being loved or because he’s not used to anything else.
Jensen Ackles does such a good job at this portrayal and with such a different technique than Jared Padalecki. Ackles embodies the desperate need for self-assuredness that Dean breathes, as well as the genuine fear he has of being seen. I love laughing with Dean as much as I love screaming at him for how stupid he’s being. If Sam is the self-insert, then Dean is the tragic hero, although that comparison feels like a poor facsimile for what Dean Winchester truly is because I don’t particularly feel an overwhelming sense of pity at his state or at his hinted downfall with that demon deal. If anything, I feel a sense of indignation mixed with understanding and frustration that Dean can’t catch a break but at the end of it all, is just how he prefers it.
It shouldn’t be a shock to admit that even without knowing what happens from seasons 3 to 15, I know how Supernatural ends. Just thinking about the ending makes me wonder if I should even continue it past season 5, but that’s a decision for another time.
For now, there’s something unbearably tragic in seeing Dean Winchester so close to a chance of a normal life and apple pie happiness (something he really seems to desire no matter how much he denies it) and then having to give it up, not just because it’s not real, but because he believes it should never be real.
Dean Winchester deserves better.
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pinchofhoney · 7 months
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honey pie
dean winchester x reader
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warning: alternative ending of the fifteenth season, pure fluff
summary: Amidst autumn rain and a cozy cottage, a honey pie surprise kindles love and warmth in the perfect moment.
a/n: after ten years of being a supernatural fan, i finally decided to watch the last episodes of the final season, which i had shied away from so much, and guess what? it was an absolutely terrible idea; i'm all swollen up from the amount of tears i've spilled, and it's a bit embarrassing how i've been crying through most of the finale,, what you are about to read, is an expression of comfort addressed to myself, but i hope you will enjoy it as well
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The soft patter of raindrops against the windowpane created a soothing melody that filled the cozy kitchen. Autumn had arrived, painting the world outside with warm hues of red and gold. Inside your not so big cottage, you stood in front of the old wooden counter, your hands dusted with flour, and a gentle smile on your face.
You had a delightful surprise in store for Dean, the rugged yet tender-hearted man who held your heart. He adored pies in all their forms, but your family's treasured honey pie recipe was something he hadn't yet experienced. The air was filled with the delightful scent of baking, and the promise of a sweet, comforting dessert hung in the air. Your apron bore little flour spots as you gently mixed the honey-infused filling, humming a gentle tune under your breath.
Your faithful companion, Miracle, lay curled up contentedly on the rug near the fireplace. His tail occasionally thumped against the floor, as if in sync with your humming. Now and then, his ears perked up, catching the delicious scents wafting from the oven.
With great care, you poured the honey filling into the awaiting pie crust, stealing a glance at Dean. Though he remained focused on his laptop screen, a subtle upward curl at the corners of his lips hinted at the warmth and love filling the kitchen.
The rain outside continued its soothing serenade, wrapping the cottage in a sense of coziness and security. You placed the pie in the oven, set the timer, and then joined your boyfriend at the table, cradling a steaming cup of tea in your hands.
Dean finally closed his laptop, stretching languidly and letting out a satisfied sigh. He turned his gaze to you, his eyes twinkling with contentment as he took in the sight of you sitting there with your tea.
“Something smells amazing in here,” he remarked, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his lips.
You chuckled softly, leaning over to place a quick, affectionate kiss on his cheek. “It's a little something special I decided to whip up for dessert. Honey pie, just for you.”
Dean's eyes widened in pleasant surprise. “Honey pie? You're spoiling me, aren't you?”
You shrugged with a grin. “Maybe just a little.”
Sensing the change in the atmosphere, Miracle stirred from his comfy spot by the fireplace and trotted over to join you both at the table. He nudged Dean's leg, hoping for a pat or perhaps a treat.
Dean obliged, showering Miracle with affectionate scratches behind the ears before turning his focus back to you. “I love this,” he admitted, his voice filled with sincerity and a deep sense of comfort. “These peaceful moments with you, the rain outside, and our little family here. It's all I could ever ask for.”
You couldn't help but smile, your heart swelling with love. “Me too, Dean. It's moments like these that make life truly special.”
As the rain outside continued its gentle performance, the warmth and love inside the cottage were more than enough to ward off the autumn chill. With each passing moment, your honey pie baked to perfection, filling the air with its tantalizing aroma, and your hearts swelled with the sweetness of the shared moment. It was a time of quiet contentment, where love and warmth flowed freely, enveloping you, Dean, and your cherished companion, Miracle, in a comforting embrace.
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scowlsnwhiskey · 1 month
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shh he’s making a wish…
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babygirlyjh · 2 years
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Can we talk about the look of anguish on M.M face when he saw soldier boy like you could feel his pain through the screen
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jonasdirection101 · 4 months
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John: “I needed a soldier, you wanted a father.”
Dean: “Well, I guess we’re both disappointed then.”
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sucksesful-user · 6 days
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I'm fucking sick over the fact of Cas dying for love. Because he learned that from Dean. Dean always died saving Sam, saving everyone. He learned humanity from Dean, OF COURSE he would let himself die to save the person he loved most
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stratiotis-nth · 2 years
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I just rewatched the season 9 finale and I interpreted Cas’ reaction to Metatron telling him Dean was dead COMPLETELY differently this time. You could see the horror just completely take over his face, the way he’s gotta soldier through the agony to make sure Metatron is locked up and THEN he tells Hannah is that all he wants is to be an angel. An ANGEL. AN ANGEL who can’t feel emotions or love or loyalty except to their orders. I think that despite Cas’ belief in free will, a tiny selfish part of him just wanted to never feel anything again because Dean was gone and he had nothing with fighting for anymore. Nothing worth his free will. His everything was dead and Cas didn’t want to deal with the emotions that came with his fall—angelic and romantic. Free will meant nothing to him without Dean. And that’s fucking heartbreaking.
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alwayscaskett810 · 27 days
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Can’t decide if Dean or Cas would be funnier as the subject of this tweet…help
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livingfandomly · 5 months
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About an hour has passed since I finished the show. My anger is bubbling. Here goes.
Dean. Deserved. Better.
You’re telling me that after everything that’s the way he goes out? Because see, I don’t have a problem with him dying. I have a problem with the “how” and the “why” because in this cause the “how” is so fucking stupid and the “why” is nonexistent.
After all those speeches where Sam said Dean would live, that he deserved to live and have a family and a life beyond the shit one they were handed, that’s how he goes out?
After all the insane shit they’ve gone through and pulled themselves out of, he just says “tell me it’s okay”?
After he got a fucking dog, something Dean has always wanted, and it felt like a glimpse of the life he could have?
I just know that this is a fucking joke.
If Dean had to die, it should’ve been in the biggest fight of his life. But guess what? He won that fight. He deserved his prize. His peace. His chance to drive off into the sunset with his brother or alone but he deserved that. Not in Heaven after his death. On Earth.
I don’t know man. I thought that Sam and Dean would, at the very least, get a few decades together to just be brothers and live life and die face to face, smiles on their faces with “Bitch” and “Jerk” coming out of their mouths.
Anyway.
Dean Winchester. Sam Winchester. Jensen Ackles. Jared Padalecki. Thank you for everything.
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I’ll be back for a re-watch soon.
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