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talesmaniac89 · 1 year

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Charity Heist 11 - aka. The Reluctant Rescue Team

A Supernatural Heist AU - Masterlist

Pairing: Hitter!Dean x Thief!Reader

Summary: The Singer & Winchester Retrieval Agency is the best group of con artists in the world. But even though Y/N can crack safes, scale buildings and infiltrate even the most secure locations, she still can't find a way to deal with her all consuming feelings for the group's greek god of a hitter; Dean Winchester. How will she handle their next big heist, when she's forced to get up close and personal with the man of her dreams?

Warnings: Idiots in love, smutty thoughts, a lot of swearing and a ton of bad jokes.

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A/N: This story is 50% jokes and 50% dirty thoughts. No deep angst, just fun and action! Inspired by the series Leverage.

Y/N = Your Name

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A/N: Sorry for the delay here! Had a bit of a weekend 🤣

For a few seconds, the room was completely quiet except the soft sound of traffic coming through the speaker in the middle of the table showing that Bobby was out and about. None of you dared speak as you took in the news.

Crowley, the damned idiot, got caught because he had to visit his fucking tailor? He couldn’t even go one job without ordering another stupid black suit?

Fucking perfect.

Yet, just as soon as the silence had settled over the War Table, all hell broke loose, with every member of your rag tag group of master criminals speaking over each other. Sounding less than the well-oiled con machine you were and more like a room full of school children.

“He’s an idiot, that’s why I always say we shouldn’t work with him…” Dean growled from next to you, just as Charlie made some very apt comparisons between the mobster and a chimpanzee. Though you barely even caught either’s words over your own tired groan.

“Holy… God, how the hell did he get caught?” You shot towards Sam, though you knew the youngest Winchester wouldn’t have held back on the details if he knew anything else.

“You know Crowley. If nothing else, the man believes he’s untouchable. The king of the underground. So of course he had none of his own men with him,” Sam just sighed with a tired shrug of his shoulders. Leaning forward, your intelligence guy seemed just as lost as you as his big hands splayed against the wood of the table to steady himself as all his perfectly laid plans were shaken off kilter by Crowley’s antics.

“So… What now?” Castiel spoke up, keeping much more calm than the rest of your group. As always, your grifter was the most composed one among you as he leaned back in his seat. The last remnants of his latest role still shining through in the cocky hold of his shoulders and the slightly bored look in his eyes. Damn it, you hated it when he stayed in character. But the job was still on, and nothing could shake him from his role.

“Now… We have to change our plans,” Sam gritted the words out through clenched teeth. If there was one thing your intelligence guy hated, it was anyone messing with his carefully laid plans. After all, he didn’t have a folder for ‘what to do if your idiot collaborator decided he feels like being kidnapped’.

“We have to save him… Don’t we?” Charlie said with a sigh as she let her head drop to the desk with a dull thud.

Pouting at your best friend you let out another annoyed groan.

You knew she was right. But that didn’t mean you had to like it. After all, the problem with being an actual super thief with a heart of gold was that you actually had a heart. So you felt bad when you did bad, even if it was still kind of part of the job description. Maybe less so now than before, but you were still technically breaking the law. The devil and angel on your respective shoulders were mortal enemies, yet somehow also friends with benefits. Which wasn’t really great for your moral compass. As Charlie had said earlier that day; your rag tag group all had questionable morals.

And though Crowley was an absolute ass, you knew you’d feel bad if he ended up with a brand new shiny pair of cement shoes at the bottom of a bay somewhere just because he was helping you out with a job. Even if he’d made sure to squeeze as much money as he possibly could out of you. You all would, unfortunately.

“Do we have to?” Dean’s groaned, tired voice echoed your thoughts perfectly as he finally spoke up again. Though you knew your hitter wouldn’t leave anyone he was working with hanging out to dry. Even if the person in question kind of deserved it.

“I guess we have to…?” You sighed, the statement coming out more like a question as you looked up at Sam. After all, him and Bobby made all your plans. At the end of the day, it was all up to them. You wouldn’t move without his green light. Even if you would drag your feet moving when he finally gave the signal.

“Yeah, we need a revised plan, one including getting Crowley out of his own mess,” Sam confirmed, though he didn’t look all that happy with his own words either, sinking back into his seat from where he’d stood up to deliver the bad news.

“He annoys me though…” Charlie shot in as you all went silent, looking at the speaker as you waited for Bobby to talk some sense into you.

“He annoys all of us kid, but we have to save him. If nothing else because he’s a liability,” Bobby’s voice finally spoke up through the speaker with a humorless laugh.

“Ok. So what’s the new plan then?” You shot in, before another chorus of groans could shave even more time off of your planning. Hell, even though you were annoyed, maybe this was for the best? You had energy to burn through, and as the team’s retrieval expert, it would most likely be up to you to… Retrieve, the mobster.

Plus, a job would mean you wouldn’t have time to think about the gun range. Or Dean. Or what the hell all of that was. Which the little escape artist you called a heart really appreciated.

“We need to hit them from multiple angles,” Bobby said through the speaker after taking a beat to think things through. Your mastermind was coming through for you once more. You could almost hear the gears grinding as he threw together a new rescue plan on the spot. Or, hell… That was probably still just background traffic, or Bobby changing the gears of his beat up truck, but it sure as hell sounded like gears grinding.

“Crowley might be a bastard, but he’ll be true to his word. At least as long as the bad guys don’t offer him more money than we already have. Which, knowing their type, I doubt they will. They’re a miserly bunch of bastards,” Bobby continued as you all just nodded at the speaker. Still acting like the little piece of plastic and wiring could see you.

“But, we can’t let them catch us. And we can’t let rescuing our damsel interfere with our plans,” He mused, as he worked out the kinks in his new plan out loud. Leaving you all to hold your breath, muscles tense as you waited for him to pull the trigger; firing you all into action.

“Castiel, you need to hit them on their home turf. I want you to use your new persona to pay them a little visit at their white washed headquarters. Keep the bigger guys busy while we save our man,” Bobby finally said, earning a little nod from Castiel, who was quickly falling fully back into character.

“They won’t be expecting me though… Might pose a problem,” Castiel’s voice was flat and void of emotion as he drawled the words. Making you shiver as you realized it wasn’t Cas speaking anymore. He was once more fully in character.

“True.. Charlie, you go with him. Sneak into the IT department and set up some meetings in their calendars with Castiel’s cover. While you’re there, take this opportunity to plant some surprises in their system. A nice little bonus for messin’ with our plans,” Bobby easily corrected his own plans without breaking a sweat as you all sat waiting for your own orders.

Watching your red headed hacker across the table, you cocked an eyebrow as Charlie’s cheshire cat grin replaced her former annoyance. Your best friend was nearly bouncing in her seat as Bobby gave her her role in the new plan. A wicked look in her eyes that… Honestly? Kind of scared you. She clearly had something up her sleeve, since she was normally not that happy to do field work.

“Finally! I made this little virus a looong time ago. I can hide it in their servers and set it off with a click of a button whenever we want. It’ll cripple them, send their client’s data to a competitor of our choice and wipe their whole server clean. Their expensive computers and servers will just be overpriced paperweights when I’m through with them,” The red head was close to laughing maniacally as she let you all in on whatever it was she found so funny.

“Good, sounds like just the thing we need kid,” Bobby didn’t even try to hide the pride in his voice as he responded to Charlie’s delight. A small chuckle escaping your normally tough-as-nails boss, before he cleared throat and fell silent, trying to formulate the actual rescue mission.

“Alright… So while Cas and Charlie keep the higher-ups busy, we’ll need to get Crowley out as soon as possible. Dean, (Y/N) and Sam, I want the three of you to hit the spot where they’re keeping ‘im,” He finally continued after a brief pause, where you swore you could actually see him entering his own little mind palace through the small speaker.

“Sammy… They might have some mid-level guys there. Crowley’s a pretty big mark for them after all. So they might have brought in someone a bit higher up than just your common muscle to keep an eye on him. Though if we’re lucky they haven’t gotten there yet. I want you to play the role of mid-level boss yourself or distract them if the bosses are already there. I trust you to figure out how,”

“Quietly?” Sam shot in as he rolled his shoulders, his jaw set and clearly ready for a fight. Nothing pissed off the younger Winchester more than having someone mess up your jobs. Though you didn’t miss the way his hazel eyes softened from the trust his adoptive father placed in him.

“Quietly, if possible. But feel free to get rough if the situation calls for it,” Bobby said after only a moment of deliberation. You weren’t worried that your mastermind was sending the youngest Winchester after the area bosses, hell, you’d seen Sam fight. And though Dean normally took on the role as the loud and violent distraction in any of your jobs, you knew his younger brother could more than hold his own in a fight.

“So you want me to go get our damsel?” Dean sounded nearly nauseous as he asked the question. Seeming no more willing to go save the Scotsman than you were.

“No. Your job’s a lot more important than that Dean,” Bobby shot back, causing Dean to frown as he leaned closer towards the speaker, waiting for his orders.

“You need to keep our retrieval expert safe. (Y/N) will be the one infiltrating. If everything goes as planned, she should get in and out quietly with Crowley in tow while Sam poses as one of the bosses, or at least a mouthpiece for one to draw their attention. And you stand at the ready to help our girl out if something goes wrong,” Bobby shot back, leaving no room for arguing in his words. Though you could see Dean’s jaw tick in annoyance at the thought of you going in alone to save the greased up mobster.

“Alright, I’ll go play knight in shiny harnesses and save our damsel. Dean will have my back, outside. Right?” You shot in, wanting to cut Dean off before he still tried to argue with your mastermind’s orders. Which, by the look of his eyes burning into the speaker, he was moments away from doing.

Moving those same burning green orbs off of the speaker, Dean’s eyes settled on you as he tried to make you back down. But there was no way you would. You were the retrieval expert. Bobby’s plan made sense, even if Dean for some reason refused to see it.

This was a job. Whatever had happened in the gun range took the backseat when there was a job to do. So even though your body was still heated from the feel of your hitter devouring you only 30 minutes earlier, you were not backing down. You were a big girl, and retrieval was your thing.

“Right,” After a beat or two of silence, Dean sighed in defeat as he spat out the single word between gritted teeth. His eyes resting on you for just a second more before quickly standing up to get ready.

It was time to go save yourself a damsel.

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The ride to the job in Sam’s beat up truck was awkward, for the lack of a better word.

Not only had Dean not-so-subtly been sending you burning looks through the rear-view mirror that made it very hard for you to focus on your rescue mission. But Sam and Dean kept arguing the finer details of the case. Mainly surrounding you and your role.

And by that you meant Dean kept arguing the details.

Your hitter kept suggesting changes to the plan, which coincidentally all involved him going in first to clear a path for you, which you swiftly ignored. You didn’t need a damn babysitter. Dean had seen you in action before. Hell, you’d nearly knocked him out the first time he came to recruit you. But, you had no choice but to keep your mouth shut, or risk getting dragged into a shouting match with the two most stubborn men you knew. After all, no matter what Dean said, Bobby had made your roles crystal clear.

You were the retrieval expert. You would be going in to save the idiotic Scotman with a suit fetish and a hard-on for his personal tailor. No matter how much your green eyed hitter batted his long lashes at you or pouted like a giant man baby in the shotgun seat.

“I wish we could just turn this damn car around and leave the bastard to rot,” Dean groaned from the front seat after another round of arguing about who should do what during the job.

“Well, we’re basically here, so a bit too late for that Dean,” Sam sighed, sounding like he wished for nothing more than to turn the beat up truck he refused to part with around too.

“We’re here? Good, let me go do my thing,” Cutting off the new round of arguing over the plan that you knew Dean was gearing up for, you spoke up for the first time since the car ride started. Both to at least get one shot in against Dean, but also because you were beyond ready to get your thieving on. Finally perking up at the idea of being out of the tense atmosphere in the car and away from Dean’s burning eyes, you nearly bounced in your seat from the thought of some much needed action to burn off all the dirty energy in your body.

“You seem weirdly eager to rescue Crowley (Y/N),” Sam said as he pulled up and parked just half a block from where the mobsters had locked up your ‘damsel’. The hazel eyes meeting yours in the rear-view mirror looked at you in concern, as if you were possessed or losing your mind just because you were happy to work.

Though, hell, if you had been possessed you would have ‘jesus take the wheel’-ed the shit out of that. With the way your life was going, you were just about ready to issue an open invitation to any demon who wanted to come take control of your life. Whichever demon was brave enough to come sort out your mess would have earned their permanent residence in the husk you called your body. You could be roomies.

Maybe Netflix would give you a movie deal; a whimsical sitcom about you and your demon roommate. You’d name it ‘Doom Mates’ and Charlie would hate it.

But, unfortunately, there was no demon willing to possess you and sort out your messy relationships. So, you were forced to do it yourself (or at least avoid the hell out of it) as you once more ignored Dean’s eyes in the rear-view mirror and wrenched open the truck door to jump out as soon as Sam had brought the car to a full stop.

“I’m not thrilled about the… Subject of the retrieval. But it’s been a minute and a half since I last got to stretch my infiltration muscles. Plus, Charlie made me a new harness, and I need to play with it,” You shot back at Sam as he followed you out of the truck. Swallowing the many other reasons as to why you nearly needed the gig. Like the forest fire burning in Dean’s eyes, or how you could still taste the ghost of spiced peppermint on the tip of your tongue.

Taking a shaky breath, you plastered your best imitation of a smile on your face and turned to squint down the street as Sam pointed out the building where Crowley was kept to the rest of you. The sight of the unlit neon sign outside of the business in question had your smile fall as you grimaced at the damned cliché.

They had Crowley locked up in an empty, closed down nightclub.

Because of course they did.

Would it kill the bad guys to be fucking original for once? Why was it always warehouses, empty buildings or abandoned lots? Why couldn’t you go save someone from a fun place for once in your life? Like DisneyLand, or an active water park… Or at least somewhere with an open bar. Because, fuck, you could use a drink.

Frowning at the building from half a block away, you busied yourself checking your equipment as the Winchester brothers continued their circular argument about the plan. Meanwhile, you were busy making plans of your own. From what you could see, the baddies had all congregated around the front of the building based on the few cars you could just about glimpse peeking out around the corner. Clearly not seeing Crowley as a big a threat as he thought he was. Which didn’t really damage your infiltration options much, as you’d usually never choose the front of the building as an entrance point anyway.

Hell, from your vantage point, you could clearly see multiple ways into the nightclub. Including an unguarded rear entrance just begging you to walk in and sneak Crowley out from right under their noses. Still, as Sam had pointed out more than one time in his argument with Dean on the car ride over, you should be prepared for the worst.

The unguarded rear entrance could be a trap. You had no way of knowing. So an infiltration plan was still needed.

“Do you think you can get in from the roof (Y/N)? Charlie got us the blueprints, and there seems to be a skylight up there. Might mean you’ll get eyes on Crowley as well before you make your way inside,” Sam seemed to finally get sick of shooting down all of Dean’s ideas as he directed his next question at you instead.

After all, Bobby wanted this to be done quietly. And Dean going in first to loudly, and most likely violently, clear a path for you wasn’t exactly quiet.

“You want me to throw myself in through a skylight and rappel into mobster territory? That’s a crazy idea… Insane! I mean, there’s a perfectly good door right there,” You stage whispered, acting it up for the non-existent cameras as you pointed towards the unguarded rear entrance to the abandoned club.

Ok… So maybe you were playing it up just that little bit extra to annoy your hitter. Who suddenly seemed to think you were incapable of performing even a simple retrieval mission. As if you’d lost all your hard earned skills after one makeout session.

Who the hell did he think he was? Some sort of fucking dementor? Sucking out your ability to scale a wall with just one kiss?

The man was a damned good kisser, sure, but just because you could be someone’s good girl and be willingly shaped up against their body one second that did not diminish your skills as the fucking awesome super thief you were. You were fully capable of being a goddamn professional, and drown in peppermint spiced kisses thank-you-very-much.

“So… You’ll do it?” Sam asked, the small tight smile of his lips tinged with mirth as he rolled his eyes at your drama queen act and the subsequent low growl that left his older brother in response. Though you knew he was just asking for the sake of a verbal confirmation, as you could see him gearing up to go distract the guys out front and buy you some time.

“Of course I fucking will. This is gonna be awesome,” You grinned as you dipped back into the back of Sam’s truck to stuff a few additional toys and gadgets, courtesy of your awesome best friend, into your backpack. Including the new harness you had to take for a test spin.

“(Y/N)...” Dean tried, though you could tell the fight had gone out of him as his tense shoulders fell and his hands busied themself with double checking his own little arsenal. Still, for a second you froze. Taking a few deep breaths before stepping out of where you’d been halfway inside Sam’s car to fully see the Winchester brothers again.

Saying nothing, you simply raised an eyebrow at your hitter as you hoisted your go-bag up on your shoulder. Lips drawn in a thin line as you waited for whatever argument he had planned to stop you from doing your favorite thing in the whole damn world; throwing yourself off of a roof and into a building, however absolutely batshit insane that sounded.

“You got this, just stay safe,” He finally sighed in defeat, giving you a soft smile which you returned with an enthusiastic grin.

“You know I will,” You shot back, throwing a quick wink at both boys before quickly and quietly making your way towards the back of the building. Only throwing a glance back to see Sam get back in the car, ready to drive up front, and Dean setting out after you, just slightly to the left. Moving towards the building from another angle to set up camp near the rear entrance.

It was go time.

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goldrushzukka · 6 months

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Hey you're the supernatural expert that I follow and I was wondering how true it is that Sam stops being a major part of the show's story after season 5? I've never watched past the first few episodes of season 6

it's not really that Sam stops being part of the story. it's just that all the story that's not about him is so much more interesting.

s6 is the last sam-heavy season iirc? he loses his soul after being pulled from lucifer's cage by castiel who was a little bit distracted fighting the civil war in heaven and left it behind. soulless sam is one of the most interesting concepts they've done on the show bc he does serve as the moral compass throughout the whole run, so seeing him have to be reminded to be The Good Guy is compelling in a way that he doesn't often get to be after that storyline.

in s8 sam does the trials to close hell permanently, which WOULD make s8 a sam season, if not for the fact that his opponent for screentime is the behemoth of post-purgatory dean and cas. for me this is the real turning point, where it stops being a show about two brothers and becomes a show about a man and an angel, and sam is there too.

and maybe that's just me watching with shipper goggles but i truthfully cannot remember what the fuck sam was doing at any point past like s9. he just stops being as interesting as dean and cas, which is especially baffling when you remember that half the writers don't even fucking like dean and cas.

#this is kinda rambly idk if i made my point at all #anonymous #asks #mine #spn #oh btw please dont take this as anti-sam. i love that little boy. this is anti-supernatural

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paarthurnax59 · 1 year

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"Soul Of Liberty"

Chapter 1

Warnings: Jealous Ex, Dean going crazy, swearing, slut shaming,

Two years later….

Time had passed sense Dean had seen or heard from his ex-wife, (Y/N) at that restaurant, begging him to forgive her for cheating on him with his brother when he was soulless. “As if!” He thought to himself as he saw her teary eyes and then proceed to brag about his beautiful new girlfriend, Maria, sitting next to his brother and Castiel and having found some stability when they found the Bunker. He made sure to dig the knife into her chest as much as humanly possible, not caring if she cried her eyes out in front of a bunch of strangers. Why would he ever want to have that cheating whore back into his life when he had a beautiful, loyal woman by his side that would never break his heart. He told her before that if she and Sam went behind his back and slept together, he would never forgive her. EVER.

She didn’t even give him a good reason as to why she cheated on him with Sam, which made it even worse. Now, Sam was soulless and didn’t even release what he did was wrong. He even told him that (Y/N) tried to blame him for her cheating on him. “Heartless bitch.” he called her under his breath when they all got home that day. Trying to blame Sam for betraying her own spouse, when clearly, didn’t have a moral compass to know right from wrong. But her… that was all her. Soul and all.

When Dean split up from his ex-wife, he went through hell. For months he drank and killed as many monsters as humanly possible. Not caring for his well-being and safety, thinking the world had come to an end. Two people that he loved the most, betrayed him. Of course, she and Sam, well mostly her, had tried to contact him, begging him to hear her out. Sam was still soulless and didn’t care. She acted like she cared, but really, she just wanted to make herself feel better. He felt as if he didn’t even know her anymore. She was selfish, horrible and could care less for other people’s feelings. (Y/N) was the worst person he had ever met and nothing in this world was going to make him change his view of her. Who knew how long she had a stupid crush on his younger brother? How long had then been going behind his back? Didn’t care at all about how it broke him and their marriage? Did she ever really love him?

Not that it really matters anymore. Dean had a new girl in his life , home to call his own and couldn’t be happier. Maria was loyal, beautiful, strong, caring and most importantly, she never did anything that caused him to distrust her. She was safe. Yeah, safe. That is what Dean really needed after all what (Y/n) had put him through. He was never going to make that mistake again. She was nothing to him now.

But, apparently that was easier said than done.

In 2015, it had been two years since he had seen (Y/N). When Maria put on the news one day making his morning coffee, he saw the last face he wanted to see on that screen.

“In recent development, The Avengers have enlisted a new recruit to their team. (Name) (Last Name), otherwise known as “Liberty’’ has now become an honorary member of the Avengers initiative after helping Captain America dissolved S.H.E.I.L.D. which has been discovered to have been infiltrated by HYDRA. an Extended branch of the Nazi organization-“ The male news anchor narrated and a picture of Dean’s former love comes onto the screen, making his blood run cold. As he dropped his mug on the floor, He watched a video of her standing next to Captain America as Tony Stark shook her hand and hugged her during the press conference.

“HER?! ARE THEY FUCKING KIDDING?! IS TONY STARK OUT OF HIS DAMN MIND?! ARE THEY TRYING TO GET MORE PEOPLE KILLED” He shouted looking at the face of his Ex-wife, about to become one of earth’s mightiest heroes.

“Dean, mi Corazon. Keep it down. Your brother and friends are still asleep!” His brunette girlfriend chastised him as she handed him his coffee.

“Sorry, baby.” He said trying to calm down his own blood pressure as the news hit him like a tidal wave, now threating him to send him on an emotional roller-coaster. Are the Avengers really that stupid? Out of the eight billion people in the world, they pick the worst possible human being to help fight for the world.

Dean knew (Y/n) and she was no way a good fighter or had any special powers. She couldn’t even shoot a gun properly. She wasn’t raised in the life like he was. She always needed him to save her when they went on a hunt, and it didn’t really bother him that much because he loved her. Now, he was glad she wasn’t a burden to him anymore. Not to mention that she was a self-serving bitch. ‘That didn’t care about any other person than her own self-gain. She wouldn’t put her life on the life for anyone unless she knew for sure she would come out alive. She was a coward and putting her on the Avengers would the biggest mistake in history.

‘She must have fucked Tony Stark into that position. What a whore.’ He thought.

How wrong he was.

Dean sees more news about how (Name) was a true asset to the Avengers was had been wherever they went. He has seen her in action on the news time and time again. Shooting at aliens, taking out Hydra agents, and gunning down flying robots. She handled that gun of hers like it was second nature. She even had a beautiful sword with eagle wings on the guard of the hilt. The woman was slicing and dicing her way in one battle after another. She was even seen being able to tear an entire robot with her own hands. ‘How did she get that strong? She was never that fast before either. Where did she get that sword?’ It was almost nonstop for him to hear about the woman that was once the love of his life that betrayed him. Seeing her becoming more relevant, seeing her on occasional TV interviews, on Magazine covers. Even so far as having hunters that knew they were married say to him “Man, you let a good one go.” Or “Your ex-wife is a badass hottie.” Even while he was with Maria, is current girlfriend.

He couldn’t escape it and it made his blood boil.

The very same people that took his side and sympathize with him after (Name) cheated on him. Calling her a “bitch” and a “Whore”, now are admiring her for the work her and the Avengers have done. She was like an idol to many of them now, a goddess and a hero.

Not to mention, she was spending an awful lot of time with America’s golden boy, Steve Rogers. They were inspirable in the eyes of the world, connected at the hip. Hanging out together, doing interviews, fighting, going on missions, and always seen traveling the world with one another. It was almost like they were conjoined.

He remembered in high school and how many girls had such huge crush on him during history class. Ogling at his pictures and daydreaming about being his “Mrs. America” and Dean just scoffing at the idea. None of those girls even stood a chance of getting someone like him. Never in a million years had he thought his ex-wife would be the one to date him. Are they dating? Are they in love? How long have they been together? Doesn’t he know how much of a snake she was?

It didn’t make any sense to him, but then again nothing in his life ever did.

The next year, Him, Sam, Maria and Castiel were at a diner when the owner put on the news, saying something was going on with the Avengers in eastern Europe.

Dean saw her evacuating people from the city of Sokovia and placed herself in the thick of danger, to save the entire world from extinction from a mad A.I. gone rouge. even nearly had entire building collapsing on her trying to save a crippled boy and his mother while robots were shooting at them.

“God, is that really (Y/N)?” Sam said as he watched his former sister-in-law hit and bash flying robots left and right. “The (Y/N) we know wasn’t this good at combat, nor was she this brave and selfless.”

“It’s clearly her, Sam. But I am still having trouble believing it is her as well.” Castiel said as the angel’s eyes fixated on his ex-friend fighting for people’s lives.

Dean was speechless, stunned by his ex’s actions and how fast, strong, and agile she was. Even after all the news clips of her doing these things, he still could believe that was the same woman he fell in love with. ‘How was she able to train to use a gun? Did the Avengers train her?’ All that while wearing a skin-tight, white and dark blue catsuit that resembled Black Widow’s with a golden eagle across her collar. Once more, he saw that look in her eyes. It was a look he had never seen before. It was a look of fire, the fire of fortitude. Of purpose.

“Dude, that Liberty woman is not kidding around. It’s like watching an action movie star. She’s freaking unreal!!” One young guy behind Dean said as their eyes glued to the Television by the counter, along with the whole diner watching with fear as the possibility of global annihilation.

“She looks like a movie star, too. She’s hot as hell!” Said the other guy next to the first man said, ogling at his ex-wife while she is jumping around, with every single one of her curves showing as she fought Ultron’s robot army. That was one detail that Dean could not possibly ignore. He remembered on how he used to place his head on her chest on calm nights, sitting on Bobby’s patio looking up at the stars as she run her hand through his hair-

‘Stop it, you idiot! She’s your ex-wife for a good reason! you shouldn’t even be thinking about her while you are with-‘

“Mi Corazon?” Said his beautiful Latin girlfriend said as she looked at her boyfriend that seemed to be in distress as they news continued to showcase the intense battle in Sokovia.

“I’m alright, baby.” He responded with a sweet smile to her and she returned the smile. All patrons at the diner waited with bated breath, worrying that it may be their last if the Earth’s mightiest heroes fail. As the Avengers took out not only all the robots, but the asteroid as well. Everyone in the diner cheered as the Avengers defeated Ultron, relieved and happy that they will live to see the sun rise tomorrow.

“Cheers for The Avengers and for Liberty!” exclaimed the owner of the diner as the patrons join in the celebrations.

Dean on the other hand, had his mouth dropped as he sees the crowd of people applauded (Y/N). (Y/N). The last person that anyone should be cheering for. The ex-wife that broke his heart in two and shattered his trust forever. The woman that had never fought her own battles and had others do it for her. The Harlot that was too cowardly to even tell him straight to his face that she was cheating on him with his brother.

Dean’s blood boiled so badly, he excused himself from his seat and left out of the crowd away from the cheering that angered him so much. Sam, Maria and Castiel left their table to go check on Dean, who seemed to be fuming.

“Dean, what has gotten into you?” Sam asked walking to his brother to pat him on the shoulder, but Dean shook it off as soon as he tried to touch him.

“They are cheering for her.” He gritted his teeth while taking deep breaths to calm down.

“Who? (Y/N)?” Sam inquired as he looked at his older brother.

“Yes! (Y/N)! They are cheering for her just saving the world one time! How many times did we save the world, Sam?! How many times?!” Dean yelled so angerly that one would be able to see a blood vessel pooping from the sides of his forehead.

“I know Dean, maybe like five times? Maybe more?” Sam answered sheepishly trying not to let his brother’s temper get the best of him. He was always terrible at handling his anger when something trigged him.

“Exactly!!! We saved the world countless times!! And where are our cheers! Where are our congratulations!? Huh?! None! We get nothing! Nothing but becoming FBI most wanted, having fellow hunters chase us down, being thrown in prison and end up getting killed and brought back over and over again! Our lives our miserable compared that!” He shouted pointing at the loud crowd in the diner, which by now was causing a scene and drawing some attention by the people outside. It was even beginning to scare Sam, Maria and even Castiel.

“Dean, you never cared about getting that kind of attention when you save people? Why now?” Sam was right. Dean, despite his flaws, was always humble about saving people. Something has changed and he thinks he knows why. “It’s because of (Y/N) right? Your angry they are cheering for her, right?”

Dean didn’t say anything, which only confirms what Sam said was true. Sam sighed running his hand through his head. He could not believe that Dean was letting you get to him like this. Yes, he understood that she hurt him immensely and that he would never forgive her, but the fact that this was getting to Dean like shows that he really has not moved on. Castiel, to try and calm his friend down, chimes in his two cents.

“Dean, I can understand seeing your unfaithful ex-wife thrive like this must hurt, but I don’t believe that this is healthy that every time we see (Y/n) on the news, you get flustered, and it makes you look crazy. Don’t think we don’t see your mood change.” Said the angel as he stepped closer to Dean. “But whether you like it or not, she is an Avenger now and people all over the world rely on her as well as the rest her team. Would you rather see her fail and let the world be destroyed?” He asked the green-eyed hunter as Dean hangs his head low. Would he want the world to be destroyed because he wanted to see his ex-wife fail? Had he become this petty over the years?

Dean decided to give up for the time being and get back to the Bunker for a beer and spend some time in bed with his girlfriend. Maybe having sex will get (Y/N) and the Avengers out of his head.

“Yeah, let’s go. We can eat at home.” The three entered the Chevy Impala and drove off to the Bunker and away from the large crowd of people.

#supernatural #the avengers #dean winchester angst #marvel #steve rogers fluff #captain america fluff #dean winchester #angst #steve x reader #steve rogers angst

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Do they honestly expect me to believe

8x23 [ Cas and cupid ]

That Cas would see his sister and his first response before even talking would be to go up to her and hurt her? His sister?

And it was Dean? Dean "the angels are dicks" Winchester that told Cas he should try talking first? If it's going to be that way it should be the other way round! Cas should hold Dean back from hurting his sister

Cas threatening Kevin didn't bother me because Cas barely knows Kevin and the show intends for that scene to be funny

But the Cas walking up to his sister Cupid threateningly with an angel blade? Like the sister he's known off and on for millions of years?

She even calls Cas "brother" because she sees Cas as her family

The character assassination of Cas is ugh. Like why does it have to be choosing the humans over the angels? Why not both? That's like saying who do you choose, your partner or your dog? Um fucking both! Not all the angels were guilty

But the show makes Cas basically see his siblings as all the same because apparently an angel can't be friends with humans and other angels simultaneously? Ffs

Yeah. Thanks for defending Cas. People say we are just bitter the show didn't go the way we want. But the story didn't make sense. And yeah, I hate the way the story went and what of it?

The show consistenty had this agenda of "Dean taught Castiel how to be moral" and will do whatever it takes to drive it. When Castiel chose humanity out of his own conscience in the first place.

Castiel loved his fellow angels. He was heartbroken over the killing of his brothers and sisters in his garrison in Season 4. He was just suicidal over his killings as Godstiel under influence of Leviathans and purgatory souls. He just cried tears of blood over killing Samandriel under mind control. We later learned from Bartholemew that he wouldn't even kill the angels he captured in a previous civil war and his superiors had to call him away from his station knowing he wouldn't follow orders to kill those angels who were his enemies.

It was not enough that they made him a villain in Season 6 and 7 by making him slaughter thousands. It was not enough to make him ruin heaven even more profoundly by causing the fall. They had to make it his fault for choosing amoral acts (that was completely opposite of his character at this point) to lead to that disaster.

All of this to drive home the point that Castiel had to follow Dean to have a moral compass. To lead to the the BS of "you changed me, Dean". People say Castiel was lost without belonging in his angel family and had to follow Dean for purpose. Exactly what the show tried to force the story to go. They made him have conflict with Dean, each of which result in increasingly disastrous outcome, removing any chance of him having any more self-respect.

I hate it so much.

#castiel #there is no justice for castiel

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Castiel’s Motivations [ 5 / ? ] Dean The Narrative Heart [ 13 / ? ]

Supernatural | 4.01, 4.03, 4.07, 4.10, 4.16, 4.18, 4.22

#and cas is my best friend #castiels moral compass #in love with humanity #heaven as a cult #pk rewatches spn number ?#season 4 #4.01 #4.03 #4.07 #4.10 #4.16 #4.18 #4.22 #good gifs with free tools challenge #castiels motivations #dean the narrative heart #deanthenarrativeheartseries #castielsmotivationsseries

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humandisorderincarnatedean · 8 months

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And even when he was going to sacrifice jack, it wasn't just for himself, it was supposed to be the only way to save the world which Chuck was very much planning to destroy!! But it was reframed to make Sam's argument make sense when it didn't. It was either destroy Chuck (and Amara) or let him destroy the world. There's no "save our friends" without saving the world first. Power sucker jack was a fluke and not a perceivable option at that point.

I appreciate this add-on to my rambling bunch of thoughts defending dean’s actions in later seasons. I wanna give it a longer response

when I said that 15x17 unity is the only episode in which I see dean acting entirely, 100% in his own self-interest, (meaning every other decision he makes and action he takes in the show, even if it's a selfish one, he's doing at least in part for someone else) i’m referring really only specifically to that last scene, where he’s racing to have jack sacrifice himself and has a gun trained on sam when he tries to stop him.

throughout the episode, leading up to this moment, dean’s motivations steadily get a more narrow focus. first he insists it’s a duty to the world. then later, in the car, he narrows it down to just him and sam, thanking jack for how what he is willing to do can give them a chance at a real life with real freedom. then in the scene in the bunker, he’s finally whittled it down to just himself: he doesn’t care about what happens to amara, to their friends, to jack, to sam even, almost pulling the trigger on him when he tries to stop dean. there’s one moment where he’s only thinking about himself, what he wants, what he needs. he wants to not be a puppet anymore, and if this is what he needs to do (hurt others, let others be hurt) then… well, it’s not what he wants, but so be it.

it’s all very un-dean-like behaviour. but there is one instance from his past that does resemble this situation very closely: dean saying ‘yes’ to alastair in hell and picking up the razor himself. that was a selfish act: it was choosing to hurt others to protect himself, but I don’t think it’s fair to see this as dean making a selfish decision here because he was not in a position to make real, autonomous decisions. when you’re driven to do something after years of unbearable torture, like dean was, that isn't actually a real autonomous decision that you're making and that culpability does not lie with you.

something similar is happening in 15x17: dean is driven, after literally more than a lifetime of trauma and hardship, to be willing to facilitate harm coming to someone else in order for him to be free; in other words to act in a manner so counter to his regular personality and moral compass that the audience watching can’t help but notice it. the differences here, of course, are that dean does have choices in this situation, he is not bound to the laws of hell, and that this time he is not alone, he has his family around him to give him other options he really didn't have access to on the rack.

all that aside, i’m saying I do think dean is ultimately coming at this problem from an emotional point of view, instead of a rational or moral one. and, we are to presume by the framing of the episode, that sam and castiel are acting from a rational or moral perspective. but, like you said, anon, it isn’t actually as clear cut as that.

sam and cas have, in the later seasons, pivoted almost entirely to the idea of ‘letting someone sacrifice themselves to save the world is not acceptable, there must be another way’ which is noble enough when you look at it on a surface-level. granted, they do crucially let go of this ideal in the season 11 finale when they let dean go to sacrifice himself, but I'd say that's the exception. in s10 and s14, for example, they're firmly against killing dean or locking him up or whatever to save the world from what damage he could inflict, and then in s15 of course they're not sold on the plan of letting jack sacrifice himself to put a stop to chuck's control of everything. they try to find a different plan first- and don't actually succeed, but sam does end up discovering yet another reason why he doesn't want jack to destroy chuck.

SAM: Jack, don't! CAS: Sam, why not? SAM: Because if Billie takes over, then everyone goes back to where they belong. That means everybody from apocalypse world, Bobby, Charlie, they get sent back to a place that doesn't exist anymore. And everyone we saved. Eileen, she... she just dies again. And that's just the beginning.

note cas asking sam "why" he shouldn't lead jack to chuck and amara to destroy them, as if he sees that as a perfectly reasonable choice of action now that they haven't found an alternative plan.

anyway, sam's statement here is... a bit selfish, isn't it? I mean, of course it would be sad to lose those people, but the only alternatives they know of right now would be that chuck either continues exacting his control over their world or destroys it, which would mean the death of everyone including the people sam names. but it's about sam's personal emotional investment, his feeling that the people he cares about should get to escape a bad fate no matter at what cost to others that could come.

there is over the seasons a subtle reoccurring theme of dean being more willing to sacrifice people he knows and cares about for strangers/the world at large (in meet the new boss, in brother's keeper, in moriah, in unity). even if he never goes through with it, he's willing to consider it as the morally right decision. in the same vein, he is often unwilling to sacrifice strangers for himself or for his loved ones (jus in bello, appointment in samarra, brother's keeper). sacrifice in season 8 is basically an exception to this, though I'd say those circumstances are different since sam is actively suicidal. anyway on the other side to this coin, sam (sometimes allied with cas) is consistently unwilling to sacrifice people they care about (again, brother's keeper, prophet and loss, unity) and is conversely often more okay with sacrificing strangers to save himself and/or his loved ones (there's like 3 examples of this in s10 only).

all this to say that supernatural is truly inconsistent on its standpoint regarding whether or not it is morally correct to sacrifice the one/the few, whether loved ones or strangers, to save the many. not that any of that technically even matters in the situation in 15x17, because it was canonically all a con mapped out by chuck to push on all their pressure points and get them where he wanted them. billie's hidden intentions, sam and cas' doubts, amara's feeling of betrayal, dean's blind desperation, sam's obstruction and their stand-off. billie's plan was never going to work, it was never going to happen, it wasn't supposed to!

unfortunately for him what else was never supposed to happen was dean being convinced by sam's words and remembering himself as a person who isn't capable of killing his brother or letting someone sacrifice themselves for him, who cares about finding a different way and who does make his own choices, uncocking and lowering his gun. foiling plans by going against what is expected of him is what dean does, after all.

#I know this is ungodly long and ungodly late but I had fun finally getting down some of these thoughts I've had #.txt

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supernatural s14e15 peace of mind (story: meghan fitzmartin, steve yockey; teleplay: meghan fitzmartin)

what in the riverdale is going on in this opening

JACK You want to know how much of my soul I had to burn off to kill Michael. CASTIEL Yes. JACK I don't know. I try not to think about it.

well cas has this fun and painful method just jamming his hand up in your chest cavity and we can find out

guess we're picking the rando au people we didn't know except kinda maggie for sam to be traumatized over (my long held irritation over no mystery spot trauma rears its ugly head :p but it's only just gotten way worse over the years) way back when they used to follow those things through pretty regularly

so sam's running off to the riverdale hunt because he can't stand to not be busy

CASTIEL You were right. Jack is struggling. And I've tried, but -- DEAN Why do you think he'll talk to me? CASTIEL Well, because he looks up to you. And his soul -- I mean, you've seen this before. DEAN No, no. No. See, I was -- I was not great with Sam, you know, when he was uh... CASTIEL But Jack's soul isn't completely gone. At least I don't think so. W-We just don't know how much is left. DEAN Well, how am I supposed to figure that out? CASTIEL I don't know! Just talk to him. Get him to open up. And then sleep until the cows come home.

the stuffed face eyeroll :p i know it's part of his schtick but i hate the massive bites thing.

literally the most impractical cars they could pick for traveling cross country for hunts. old fucking american cars. sure to break down constantly and consume staggering amounts of fuel

SAM I'm good. I'm good, honestly. CASTIEL Yeah, I know. Everybody's good. But after this, maybe Dean's right. You need to rest. SAM Can't.Just because I'm tired doesn't mean the monsters are gonna stop, you know? Doesn't mean anything. Plus we don't have as many Hunters as we used to.

a) love to see the snark from cas b) that is the LAMEST excuse because they had this surplus of hunters for what.. a handful of months at most? i don't even know. NOT VERY LONG.

CASTIEL Yeah. It's like we're stepping into a Saturday Evening Post. I look at them sometimes after you fall asleep at night. They're very soothing.

do they have a stockpile in the bunker of them? is he reading them on the internet? so many questions. and reminder of the weirdness of him never sleeping

is the free milkshake gonna put the 50s whammy on sam?

CASTIEL Oh, no. His head exploded. CHIP I'm sorry! CASTIEL Like a ripe melon on the sun.

occasionally the way they do his social obliviousness does hit for me

SAM Passionate how? CASTIEL She spends, uh, quite a bit of time talking about the -- the shape and the heft of his --

LOL ok

guess we're going with clueless!dean dealing with the maybe-soulless!jack. hokay. the stilted attempt at bonding over the snake, the ... test of angel food or devil's food snack cakes...

MS DOWLING Oh. The very nice, the very tall fella? CASTIEL Yes.

LOL cas in a huff over the lady being charmed by sam. and the milkshake lady too. yes, looking for the very tall man 🙄

good "does not compute" face from cas

JACK I don't know. I know I don't feel nothing, but I don't feel the same, either. And maybe I just don't know what nothing feels like. Mostly, I just don't want Sam and Dean and Cass to worry. DONATELLO They're your family. Families worry. JACK But I just -- I need time and space to figure things out on my own, but everywhere I go, there's someone looking over my shoulder. DONATELLO Ah. When I need to, uh, "blend," I ask myself, "What would Mr. Rogers do?" JACK Who's Mr…. DONATELLO Rogers? The best man I know. Sam and Dean are the best men I know.So, ergo, whenever you don't want them to worry, just think "WWWD" -- "What Would the Winchesters Do?" JACK I can do that.

reminds me a bit of amos in the expanse, knows he doesn't have a good moral compass so naomi is often is his. ps you should watch this show. it's so, so good.

the expanse s1e2 AMOS Ask me whether or not I should rip your helmet off and kick you off this bucket, and I couldn't give you a reason why I should or shouldn't. Except Naomi wouldn't like it.

DEAN So he's not like you? DONATELLO Oh, no. I'm a Prophet of the Lord, but he -- Jack's probably the most powerful being in the universe. I mean, really, who knows what's going on inside his head?

like okay so we're regressing to dean being freaked out over jack's powers now i guess, with the questionable morality. but also, surely jack can't be more powerful than the most juiced up god? why didn't archangels go around making little stronger-than-god creatures before

CHIP What, did you think it was the milkshakes?

well, they got me too. still unclear what this dude's deal is even after that long speech

CASTIEL Sam, I know you want to be happy. And I know what it's like to lose your army. I know what it's like to fail as a leader, Sam. But you can't lose yourself. You have to keep fighting. You can't lose yourself, because if you do, you fail us. You fail all of those that we've lost. You fail Jack. Sam, you fail Dean.

said the magic word to wake him up. can't let dean down

DEAN Heard you wore a cardigan. CASTIEL Yeah, I told him about the cardigan. SAM Great. Thanks. DEAN And the wife. He said you were, uh, really happy. SAM Thanks.

i would like to imagine this taking place as texting with pictures

DEAN Really happy, huh? SAM I mean, I guess I was happy, but… It wasn't real, you know? Just… DEAN Well, not a lot of happy goin' on around here. SAM I hate this place right now. I hate it. Everywhere I look, I see them. I see Maggie. I guess that's why, uh -- why I was so desperate to get out of here, why I kept running us ragged. But I got to stop that. I-I can't keep running. I -- This is my home. This is our home. Dean, I think I just need some time. DEAN Okay.

just give him a hug, dean. bah. shoulder pat and walking away, lame. anyway, good on you, sam! telling him straight up why you're struggling. kinda would like to see a little more support other than the immediately complying with the need for time/space from dean, but ok.

JACK Cas says you miss your friend. You need help. Sam and Dean would help you, so -- so I'll help you. I'll help you see your friend again. In Heaven.

lol great great. and cas got to see it.

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 14x15 #meghan fitzmartin #steve yockey

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Introdutions

"Who are you?" I turn at the gravelly voice to see batman from Young Justice. This was just great. Seeing my family reach for their weapons I shake my head. No. Slowly they drop their hands but not their guard.

"Batman." I stated.

"What was wash the influx of energy?" His face is set on 'Neutral' like always.

"I'm Charlie, this is Jack, Castiel, Sam and Dean." I introduce pointing to them in turn. "Jack's Nephilim and Castiel's a Seraphim." I continued. "Sam, Dean and I are hunters." I watched as some of the YJ team stiffened. "We were after a coven of very old and powerful witches and got caught with our proverbial pants down. "

Cas shot me a look saying 'stop talking' but I shake my head. "Castiel, Jack, Sam and Dean these guys are the hero's of this world. Meet Batman, Robin, Superman, Superboy, Miss Martian, Aqua-lad and Kid flash. Robins human but trained by Batman who was trained by the league of assassins, they're kinda like the British Men Of Letters." That gains a few scowls but they are smart enough to not interrupt me. "Super-boy is Superman's clone but he's only half kryptonian. Miss Martian and Martian Manhunter are well Martian." I laugh at that. "Aqua-lad is Atlantean and Kid Flash is human but his DNA was altered due to a mix of lightning and chemicals." I finish looking at Batman.

"Charlie how do you know these... people?" Cas asked. I smile remembering the numerous hours I spent reading comics and watching movies about them before I left to help the Winchesters.

"In our world they're comic books and TV shows Cas. I looked up to them before Chuck called me to help you." I explain. "Jack can you open a door back to our world?" I ask, he did it before with the Apocalypse world.

"No. No I don't think so." I know he feels so useless. I smile at him, he cares so much for everything and everyone.

"It's ok. We'll find another way." I consol. "We are no danger to your world and will comply to answering any questions you require." Dean shoots me a look but I ignore it, we have to gain their trust.

"What are your surnames?" Batman asks in that monotone only he can use.

"Zele." I speak up.

"Winchester." The brothers speak up at the same time. Which is kinda creepy if you ask me.

"Kline." Jack replies glancing at me for confirmation he was doing the right thing, I nod my head.

"Novak-Winchester" I saw Batman raise an eyebrow behind his mask. "Angels don't have surnames, the name of vessel is Jimmy Novak and the Winchesters are my family so I made that my name." Cas stated simply.

"Hold up? Vessel?" I saw Conner ask, I shot Cas a look that said 'let me handle this.'

"An angels true form can't be seen by humans less their eyes burn out, so they need vessels to walk on earth. They can't possess them without the consent of the human and the human can kick them out at anytime. However Jimmy died years ago when Lucifer, more commonly known as Satan or the Devil blew up Cas' vessel which was re-built by Chuck who was God in our world before he became human and passed the title onto Jack." I saw the team gaping at what I just said all bar Robing, Batman and Superboy.

"So," Robin said, "you team consists of three trained humans, one angel and one god who was or is also a Nephilim?" I smiled he was so close.

"Not quite Boy Wonder, Jack isn't a god, he is God. He's still a Nephilim, biological child of Lucifer to be exact but he chose Castiel as his father and takes after his mother." I corrected, hell explaining was tiring.

"Why do all look like you've seen the world end?" Asked Superman. This was a question I'd rather not answer, we all had trauma but this was gonna open major wounds.

"Because we have. Sam's been stuck in Lucifers cage with him and Michael the Arch-angle and tortured, he also lost his soul for a time and lost all moral compass. Oh, he and Dean both lost their Mum too the prince of Hell Azazel and then they were dragged around by their ex-marine father hunting before Sam got out and went to school only to find Azazel killed his girlfriend Jessica." Sam actually had it the easiest.

"Dean has bore the Mark of Cain, been a demon, escaped Hell and been a vessel for a Michael from another world where the apocalypse wasn't stopped. Michael and his angels killed off nearly all of that world including the humans. We all went there as an attempt to stop him but when he can Lucifer got into our world Dean agreed to become his vessel to kill Lucifer but Michael took over Deans mind and made him do horrific things." I saw from there body language the hero's understood. They must've seen some shitty things too.

"Jack was hated by Heaven and hunted by angles and demons, led the effort against the war on Michael and lost people, he also had his grace stolen by Lucifer and was human for a time. Oh and though he looks like and has the mind of a 16 year old he's only 1 year old, comes with being Nephilim, they grow up as fast or slow as they like." That made a few of the hero's grimace. Guess hearing a 1 year old went through that was a surprise to say the least.

"Cas was hunted by Heaven and Hell, tortured repeatedly, fought in all versions of the apocalypse, became Lucifers vessel, fought both versions of Michael, had his grace stolen making him human, been a vessel for the leviathans, had his memories wiped, died and come back along with the rest of us and annoyed an ancient deity who control the Empty which is where angels and demons go when they die." Cas had had the hardest time out of all of us in my opinion.

"As for me I've been summoned by God, fought against the darkness with Sam, Dean and Cas, fought Amadeus who's a prince of Hell and fought in the war against Michael." I finish seeing all the hero's shell shocked even those like Batman and Robin who hid their emotions.

"Have you killed anyone?" I sighed, Superman had to ask that didn't he?

"We all have. In our there's not much choice, vampires can only be cured if they haven't fed, werewolf can't be cured, witches either bargain with demons or get power hungry and kill civilians and angels and demons both need vessels, we exorcise the demons we can but with angels and some demons we have to kill them meaning the vessel too. Then there was the time Jack lost control and killed people, we all have. Jack and Mary, Sam and Deans mother who was brought back by god's sister Amara led a effort to stop Michael which resulted in casualties." I see the look on Superman's face but the truth was the truth. "Those monsters kill people, same as every other monster in our world, sometimes we don't have a choice." I mumble the last bit as I remember pushing a knife into my brothers heart, a tear runs down my cheek.

"We need you to come with us." I hear protests coming from my family.

"We can't trust them Charlie." States Dean I glance at him then Cas and sigh.

"I'm not asking you to trust them. I'm asking you to trust me." I glance at Jack first, please trust me I pray to the Cas and Jack.

"I do trust you." Jack is the first to speak.

"Very well." Cas surrenders.

"Fine." I hear Dean groan.

"We have made a deal on less." Sam admits.

"Thankyou." I say, hopefully this doesn't bit me in the ass. "Let's go." I glance at Batman and nod.

In that second I know.

"We'll find our way home."

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#Jack Kline X reader #Castiel X reader (plutonic)#sam X reader (plutonic)#Dean X reader (plutonic)#YJ #SPN #Batman #Robin #KF #GA #BlackCanary #Superman #Superboy

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Someone asked me the other day why I love this stupid show so much. And before I could think I just said: “Because they are human.” To which I got: “Uh… they are fictional characters.”

And Yeah I get that, but my point still stands. They are human. Even our gay little angel, he’s so very human it hurts. In a world full of Kardashians and reality TV I take SPN every time, because unlike those reality tv shows I can connect to these characters on a very personal level.

Dean is selectively mute, follows his fathers orders almost to a fault as a child, and takes care of a younger sibling. Take out the motels and the minute amount of money and you could be talking about me. Dean did whatever it took to keep his brother safe, I did the same for my brother when my parents were fighting. Different battles, but I can identify with this character. The first person Dean tells who he is and that he is in love with that person, they drop him like a dead weight. The way he thinks he doesn’t deserve to be happy! The way he thinks that all he has “earned” in life is scorn… its like looking in a fucking mirror.

Sam was always the “new kid” the “weird kid” and the “nerdy kid”. Well fuck if that wasn’t me in school. I excelled, to a point where teachers asked me to take a course again, to be their assistant teacher. Sam has this sense of needing to fit in, and wanting to just be normal. What teen doesn’t? He did after school activities to give Dean a break and also not be at the motel because he butted heads with John. When I tell you I used to drive around for HOURS when I got my license and be out of the house as much as humanly possible its no fucking joke. Sam wanted to be a lawyer because he has this sense of Justice, he has seen the world beat the hell out of his brother and him, he has seen all the dark things and he wants to make things safe with what he thinks is the only “gift” he’s got, and that’s his head. For the longest time everyone told me I should be a lawyer because I would stand up for what I believed in, and I had a strong moral compass… Sam fell for the “wrong” people, and even the people put in his path because he just wanted to be loved for who he was and… well I cannot count the number of shit relationships I have been in.

Castiel was angel, and he had purpose! He knew exactly what he was meant to do and didn’t ask questions… until this immovable force blocked that path and let him see for the first time. He saw these flawed people that he was working with and he *felt*. Like, that is fucking special. Dean was able to let him see the moment Cas touched his soul, and because of Dean he was able to create free will. Sure I don’t have the best relation to this one, but I can tell you that growing up in a conservative household where I was told things were to be a certain way or else, finding out that there was more to the picture was like a punch in the gut. I made bad choices, and I chose the wrong people, and i believed the lies I was fed… until I didn’t any more. Until my amazing friends called me on my BS and they showed me that I was missing a helluva lot. I’m still fucking learning, and so yeah I could understand Cas quite a bit.

Bobby Singer was the father I WISH I FUCKING HAD. Someone who took the time to just know ME who I was and not force shit on me so that I learned “marketable skills”. Watching that scene where he is wandering around with Rufus and seeing little Dean and him at the fucking park? I CRIED LIKE A FUCKING BABY.

But its that, that connection that makes them human. Its that reason that i keep going back. Its the flaws that I see in these people that I can see in myself and just having that where i can see it is extraordinary. Sure I love the story itself, but just a muscle car and classic rock wouldn’t have kept my attention for 15 seasons. It was the Characters that did. Do I have the biggest love for Sam? No, and I admit that. Sure there are a lot of similarities in flaws, but i just never could get behind Sam. I felt a loser kinship to Dean, because I am an eldest child, and I do know the weight of the world on my shoulders even though I am an adult now I still feel it. Like Dean I would never abandon my siblings if they needed me, no matter what we were going through, and I think when Sam didn’t look for Dean it kinda killed that for me. Because we weren’t the “same anymore”. Not to say he’s a bad character, I just don’t like some of the choices that the writers went with, and that’s okay because I still love the show.

I tried to convey all of this in my haphazard way, and some of the people I was talking to get it, I think. But it still comes down to “they are fictional characters”. So? Maybe to you, but to me? They are a reflection of the shit I am dealing with. They are reflections of battles I have within myself every damn day. They are important to me, because I can see myself in those positions doing the same stupid shit with the hand I was dealt and for a moment I can say: “Well see someone else would do it too. I’m not alone.” And that’s the greatest part about fandom because you can share these same type of experiences with people all over the globe. We all have our reasons for loving this silly little show with all the issues in the world, but it’s OURS.

Sorry for the rant…. I just needed to talk about it.

#my junk #supernatural #its a fucking rant okay #I’m sorry I am not in a good place and SPN is my comfort show #I know I am a mess but its real feels up in here

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