#chuck is god

[featherthiefdean]

#jack kline #dean winchester #spnwin #the winchesters #the winchesters finale #chuck shurley #chuck is god

[fandom-hoarder]

And on that note I'm once again proclaiming my personal headcanon that Chuck wasn't god until the end of Swan Song when he disappears. So anything Chuck says about that shit is also a lie, to me.

#spn chuck #chuck the prophet #chuck is god #my headcanons #my hcs #spn hcs #me.txt

[frumious-bandersnatch-ao3]

Prompt: apocalypse, murder-suicide

The Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End; the King of Kings, the Light, Lord of Lords, Abba, YHWH, Elohim … Charles Shurley sat down behind His typewriter, and began to draft a set of notes. On the coiling branches of Everything, a universe split off and began to take form. 

His first sketches of first drafts are always messy: bullet-point plot and jumping off points.

Sam’s ‘yes’ assured; as normal

Dean’s ‘yes’: Golden Room, last resort, desperate, Zachariah alive, Castiel dead. Permanent.

Stull Cemetery, both sets of brothers made whole; flesh and grace and soul. Lucifer in white, Michael in something fitted and regal, muted tones, tailored to Dean in the way clothes have never been tailored to him before. 

They love eachother.

Chuck took a pause there, and stared at the words on the page for a few minutes; brow creased and eyes narrowed behind His reading glasses. Of course they loved each other. They were created that way, both pairs; grace calling to grace and soul calling to soul. And of course, if it went how originally designed, like it should have gone in the first place outlined after the Fall, one would kill the other. But He was doing something different here, and… He could see it taking form now.

Lucifer in Sam, dressed in white, and even though it had rained a few days previous, the graveyard mud refused to cling to his brogues. Though it wouldn’t be visible to any man, were any man to actually be blessed with the sight of the final event of the End of Days, his wings (though they would be so intertwined, by this point, Lucifer and Sam, so really-) their wings would be outspread behind them. 

White and glistening like fire opals, the beauty inherent in their design almost masking the fact that they were stained with blood and bent in a million wrong angles and still smoking from the Fall. They would arrive first, waiting, staring down at the grace-formed blade in their hands. It would have been eons since Lucifer last touched his own blade… Chuck imagined that touching it, for him, would have set a pit in his stomach. Knowing that things were final, that he had the full chance and ability to kill his brother laid out before him. Sam would comfort him. Remember, he would murmur, in the shared space of their mind, we can all just walk off. He’s going to listen to you. I know he will. Because Sam would be thinking of his own brother, and Lucifer would know… of course, he would know that Dean Winchester and Saint Michael the Archangel, Viceroy of Heaven, for all their designed similarities, were two different beasts entirely. 

Michael in Dean would arrive with a sound like thunder; eyes shining a brilliant icy blue. Their shoes– pointed oxfords in a deep chocolate brown, with a slight heel– would sink into the mud. Dressed in earth tones; brown, orangey-reds, deep purple, formal wear (the both of them, all four of them, dressed like they were going to a wedding. Chuck wondered for a moment what it meant about him, that he could never imagine Lucifer in anything but pristine, virginal white). They would be holding Michael’s lance in one hand, his blade in another, and their wings like so many swords and spears and daggers fluorescing with the colors of dusk and twilight would flare in a sign of dominance. Dean would fret, of course. Michael, please, they’re our brothers, we don’t have to do this, you know we don’t.

But Michael would know… of course, he would know that he’s a good son. And good sons follow their orders, no matter how much it hurts and no matter how much they love what they’re told to spurn. You know that we do. Is all that he would tell Dean in the frantic silence of their shared mind.

The two, the four would approach, slowly bridging the small gap between them. Not aggressive, not hurried… they would have all the time in the world, after all. Their actions would decide when that hourglass would run out of sand. The fate of everything in the universe decided in a small cemetery in Kansas, on a particularly sunny day after a strong rain a few days before. The air would smell like mud and growing things and the wilted flowers left beside so many graves. 

“Michael,” Lucifer would murmur, voice soft and lilting; silver tongue and Sam’s perfect throat. “It’s good to see you.”

Michael would dip his head in a mockery of deference. “Lucifer,” he would reply, Dean’s voice cracking around the second syllable. “It’s been too long.” And he would mean it, desperately. It has been too long since I last saw you, it has been so long since I’ve seen your grace, since it has been so close to mine, do you remember what you threw away?

“Can you believe it’s finally here?” Lucifer would say it as if it were almost amusing, wishing that it were heaven again and they were standing together in Eden, when everything was beautiful and they would twine grace in grace and glory, glory, glory.

“Yeah,” a scoff, “not really. …You ready?” Chuck had written this conversation a hundred million times over. The silence in the graveyard, nothing but the wind whistling. Two brothers who loved eachother bound to duty by the chains of fate; echoes of God and Darkness and Cain and Abel on and on and on forever, glory, glory, glory, Lord God of Hosts, a perfect story… 

“-and why make us fight? I just can’t figure out the point.” Sam’s face wouldn’t be stoic, here. Brow slightly wrinkled, eyes watering just slightly, even Chuck wouldn’t be able to piece out whether it was Sam or Lucifer making the expression, the distress so visceral and needing and painful.

“What’s your point?” 

Chuck closed his eyes. Needed to finalize, before he really put it to words. They love eachother.

They would end up in each other’s arms. Michael’s lance dropped abandoned to the grass, to the mud. Michael in Dean’s face buried in the crook between Lucifer in Sam’s neck and shoulder. Dean would be crying. Lucifer, would, too, resting his hand between his brother’s shoulder blades and hearing the hitch of his breath. “I love you,” both of them, all of them, would say it like a prayer.

“I’m sorry,” both of them, all of them, desperation and horror and finality.

Twin blades into twin backs, twin explosions, supernovas of grace; twin sets of wingprints burned black into the ground.

#I really uh put my whole pussy into this one #sorry it got a bit long #Michael Supernatural #Lucifer Supernatural #michifer #Sam Winchester #Dean Winchester #Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester #Chuck Shurley Supernatural #Chuck is God #Michael!Dean #Lucifer!Sam #vessels #posession #mfeo

[incorrect-r2m-quotes]

You ask me if I have a god complex? I am God!

– Rob

#rob is chuck #chuck is god #rob benedict #supernatural #source: drawn together

[heatofthemoment99]

Me waltzing in the fandom not knowing what I was getting into.

#fandom #supernatural #destiel #deancas #chuck is god #hello dean #sam winchester

[sentientsky]

breaking news: local divorced not-man is having a terrible fucking time

#I feel like I say this every time but sorry for the shitty pixelation — my dumbass forgot to change the canvas size and dpi #this isn’t all the way done (not to the point where I’d consider it finished) but I’m too tired to keep working on it #so here [chucks the .png through your window] #good omens #I fuckign hate drawing the folds in clothes oh my god why is it so harddddd #my art #crowley #ineffable husbands #good omens 2 #aziraphale #aziracrow #go2 #ineffable lovers #ineffable wives #good omens season 2 #good omens fanart #Crowley fanart #good omens angst #gomens #gomens 2 #David tennant #anthony j crowley #aziraphale x crowley #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable divorce #final fifteen #art #fanart #gomens fanart #good omens 2 fanart

[strawlessandbraless]

Something about how Dean never had any faith in god because he put it all in Cas

#I’m sorry #i don’t know why i’m like this #innuendo #but also like very serious #never capitalize the g in god when referring to Chuck #supernatural #spn #dean winchester #destiel #mythology #castiel #deancas #misha collins #jensen ackles #spn crack #chuck shurley

[thegoldenappleofdiscord]

i think a lot about that one scene in botl where nico summons theseus and percy's surprised that he doesn't look all buff and strong - that he looks just like them, and not even older in age. he expects theseus to be prepared, to look experienced, but instead he gets someone who's a frightening image of the average demigod, and it's scary. it's a reminder of how things, no matter how shrouded in legend, haven't really changed. it's the same formula, the same pawns, and the same game.

#the cotg excerpt reminded me of this #to be clear i am very much looking forward to it but goddd the gods haven't changed #somebody chuck zeus into tartarus i'm so serious #percy jackson #nico di angelo #nico di angelo pjo #battle of the labyrinth #pjo #pjo hoo toa

[sad-endings-suck]

There is a certain type of ship dynamic that simply cannot be created or replicated artificially and it’s called “this couple was never meant to be a canon ship but their chemistry is just so incredible we had to do it anyway” and I love it more than anything.

#and it’s almost always a super slow burn that focuses on just how connected and complex they are together ugh #and it needs to be a subplot ofc #the chemistry and tension will be so top tier too you know it #midge x lenny #frank castle x karen page #tmmm s5 #the punisher #mad sweeney x laura moon #american gods #rio x beth #good girls nbc #klaroline #tvd #zutara #atla #root x shaw #person of interest #gallavich #shameless us #midgelenny #kastle #brio #good omens #crowley x aziraphale #chuck x blair #robin x barney

[fuckspn]

remember in faith when dean was literally dying and john couldn't be bothered to pick up the phone. your son who has worshiped you as a god his whole life is on his deathbed praying to hear from you one last time and you're letting him go to voicemail

#i think john winchester and chuck 'god' shurley would get along and that is not a compliment #the greatest hits

[lady-harrowhark]

do you suppose john asked kiriona if she and ianthe were being safe too? or is that concern reserved for harrow?

#i'm just imagining him like knocking on her bedroom door #and doing that awkward dad-about-to-initiate-a-conversation-no-one-wants-to-have 'hey kiddo...' #'oh my GOD! DAD! don't be GROSS' #'i know. i get it. you don't want to talk to your old man about this but it's importa-' #'get OUT of my ROOM!' [chucks a pillow at him] #nona the ninth spoilers #kiriona gaia #kirianthe #john gaius #ianthe tridentarius #the locked tomb #tlt

[realreadysetrose]

Genuinely terrified to take photos with Lil Cal he freaks me out so much

#his eyes stare straight into your soul #his pupils kept following the camera I was ready to chuck him across the room #I did paint the sword just for Hal bc he is The Superior Twin #and then was In Trouble when I went to take photos for Dirk and realized my sword now had circuit designs all over it #it’s fine Hal gets the cool sword and Dirk gets Gods Most Cursed Puppet #the way the comic intended #dirk strider #hal strider #lil hal #homestuck

[werepires]

Anyway Jack should’ve called Dean dad in the graveyard scene I think that would have broken him

#something about #Abraham going up the mountain to sacrifice his son because a cruel god told him to #and Chuck reusing his biblical plots on Dean over and over and over again

[vampzmeel]

i have something incestious to say.

like sam and dean r standing so close together.

#there is no room for god #i mean chuck probably doesn't care #wincest

[mcdennis]

no because "cat want real life" and "cat want real friends" is so fucking devistating oh my god charlie just wants to be loved

#chuck posting. #iasip #charlie kelly #im going to die #oh my god

[spectra-bear]

IF YOU INSIST!!!!!!

#watch motorcity #God i fucking love them #mike the ouppy #ouppy to no goody #motorcity #motorcity chuck #mike chilton