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destiel-wings · 7 months
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Dean Winchester & hug dynamic analysis
I was thinking about how whenever Dean hugs someone he's almost always the one hugging the other and how this links to his psychological trauma of always being the caretaker of people, making himself bigger to protect them.
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Because that's how Dean sees himself, as a shield for others, and then I thought about how Cas actually is the shield, and he's HIS SHIELD, specifically, the only one who's really there to protect HIM, which is why it hits so much when we see this:
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The way Cas wraps his arms around him, trying to protect him with his whole body--that he'd use as a shield and give up in a second if he could spare him from any pain and save him.
(for context: Dean was about to go use the soul bomb on Amara there, it was a suicide mission)
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Bobby is another one that hits, he hugs him as the big hugger because he's his father, he loves him and he's actually here to protect him (and Dean LETS him -barely, but he lets him *and Cas* - in a way that he doesn't let Sam)
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I watched a compilation of Sam & Dean hugs to check if i was right about it, but it's almost always Dean the big hugger with Sam, except when he's about to die or Sam sees him alive again after losing him.
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Even then, Dean mostly tries to hug Sam as the big hugger anyway, with at least one arm, like a way to comfort him, making him feel protected, like his body language is saying "I'm here, I'm okay, I'm still strong, i can still protect you" (because their real father failed and Dean thinks it's his job).
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He rarely lets himself be the little one hugged with Sam, unless he's barely conscious. Which is why it kills me so much more now that in this moment (s14, when Dean was going to lock himself in the Ma'lak box cause he was possessed by Michael) and Sam has a desperate breakdown and punches him (to stop him) he forcefully hugs him as the little hugger, the way Dean always kept him, like a way of saying "I still need you to protect me, please don't do this to yourself".
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In the scene below he gives Sam his blessing to do a dangerous (possibly suicidal) mission, and one of his arms is down, but the other one tries to stay up--he's forcing himself to do it and he struggles because he still wants to protect him, but (as the seasons progress) he slowly becomes more prone to let go.
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So in this view the hug dynamic becomes an indicator of how Dean sees Sam (and himself) and his protector role, how adult and self sufficient he considers Sam, and how much he lets people around him take care of him, lowering his walls and letting himself be hugged.
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This is also why i think hugs from characters like Garth or Charlie are so special, because they're just like us: they see Dean and they just know that he needs to be hugged a lot, and that he's not used to it, so they just go for it-- and it's so normal and kind and spontaneous that Dean's just not used to it-- he doesn't know how to respond (especially with Garth, at the beginning, but as the seasons progress, he learns to, and he even initiates the hug eventually).
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I love the hugs where they're 50/50 (one arm up, one arm down both), feels like they're equals, both taking care of each other. I feel like with Sam and Dean, this indicates a healthier dynamic, because Dean lets go a little of the role that was imposed to him and manages to see Sam as the strong individual that he is. But the same applies to 50/50 hugs with other characters, like with Cas, where I feel like it testifies how equals they feel in terms of being fighters, there's a show of respect of each other's strength that transpires by the gesture (which is even more astounding considering that Cas is literally a powerful angel).
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And just to end on a destiel note, I'd like to note the possessiveness and protectiveness of Dean (rightfully so) whenever he finds Cas after he thought he had lost him, and how that translates into his body/hug language:
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t00muchheart · 2 months
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Dean Winchester went to hell and spent thirty years on the rack before agreeing to torture other souls for his freedom. Dean Winchester spent ten years putting souls on the rack and torturing them, Alistair’s lessons supplementing the skills his father taught him, twisting the lessons that taught him to save people and hunt things. Dean Winchester liked it because, after thirty years, he wasn’t being tortured himself, and because he was good at it. Dean Winchester was raised from Hell and could accept what had been done to him but not what he had done, not able to accept that they were in some ways the same.
Dean Winchester was gripped tight and raised from perdition and of course he didn’t believe he deserved to be saved—how could he be, after all he’d done? And in the end, he was right, in part: heaven only wanted to use him as a weapon, a tool—just like hell had. Except that there was one angel who didn’t, one angel who saw his soul and had questions, had doubts. One angel who chose to fall and embrace humanity and free will, to learn to love. To prove to Dean Winchester that he was worthy of being saved, no matter how low he’d fallen.
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I’m making a Dean Winchester character analyst because I saw a tiktok comment talking about how Dean has been given the more “female” in media by being Sam’s parental figure and also how sexualized he is in both the series and also fandom so I’m wondering if anyone has heard of it because I would very much appreciate a link to it because it interest me and I wanna watch it.
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loveofastarvingdog · 2 years
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so. so you’re a kid and the furthest you’ve gone is to a store in the city an hour away. small hands tucked tight into momma’s sundress. you’re a kid and the world is as big as a two-story house and a four-door car and that’s good because that’s all you need.
and then maybe you’re not a kid anymore and the furthest you’ve had to run is now barefoot across your front lawn carrying your brother in your too-small arms. your house-not-a-home-anymore blazing behind you. you’re not a kid and the world is as small as your hands. as small as a baby only six months old.
so it goes. you’re a soldier, a machine, an instrument as sharp as a blade in your hand and you haven’t been a kid since four years old. the furthest you’ll go is down down down and you know it. you chose it. the size of the world has grown six feet but hey, your hands have grown too and you can carry it. carry it down with you. so it goes.
you’re a man on the run and isn’t that fitting? you’ve been running your whole life. you’re gonna run the rest of your life. running from the fire, running towards someone else’s revenge story, running wheels, running ragged.
you’re a man now and it’s in your bones to run and run and run. the size of the world is a U.S. interstate highway map and a four-door car and even if it’s not all you need, it’s all you get. so you take the motels that won’t burn down behind you and the bunkers that have no lawns to run across and it doesn’t matter how much further you go.
you will never go far enough to find your way back home
(but you will try and you will try and you will try)
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their-we-go · 9 months
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life at the lakeridge motel in january in 1992
hospital corners on motel sheets and orange juice from the vending machine.
soft pads of fingers pricked by the needle with the red thread.
just like sleeping beauty, Brother says when he sees
the small bead of blood
a second before you lick it away.
it’s been his favourite movie for a month and will be for three more weeks.
shut up, you say. toss him his clothes. 
watch him run his little fingers over the ridges of your stitches.
look away.
walk away.
watch the phone on the nightstand refusing to ring.
wash the same two bowls for the third time that day.
pray.
run out of games for your brother to play while you wait.
make up some more.
take him to the library and look at books you can’t borrow and wonder how long.
grow up.
grow tired.
keep wondering.
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annmariethrush · 3 months
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DEAN IS SO GENDER DEAN IS SO GENDER DEAN IS SO GENDER DEAN IS SO GENDER
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dykeydean · 3 months
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real men don't flinch or bleed in public, oh, i think i'm a real man.
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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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bradycore · 1 year
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dean canonically did not break the cycle of abuse. that is an essential part of his character, it is in character, and it fits into and adds to the larger themes of the show as a whole. it’s how spn works: dean is jack’s father and the immense harm he does to jack is intrinsic to jack being his son. dean is the reason cas betrayed his home and family but cas only ever experiences dean’s own devotion as conditional. dean loves his family so much that he does horrifying things to sam to keep him alive and by his side. dean gets the privilege of narrative righteousness by being the most angry man on the show. dean was raised by a father who always had a finger on the trigger of a gun, and supernatural is about fathers and gods and hunting and violence and family and hell and home and love and horror, and supernatural is about how dean always. always. has a finger on the trigger of a gun.
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destiel-wings · 1 year
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just thinking about how in early seasons dean knew he was good looking and bragged about it but in later seasons he probably wouldn't believe it if someone told him he was handsome and how that may be because it's post hell and he didn't see beauty in himself anymore
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t00muchheart · 4 months
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Something about the fact that both Dean and Cas think they’ve fucked up too many times to be redeemed, that they aren’t worth saving, and yet they forgive each other.
Something about the fact that both of them, faced with an outside force compelling them to kill the other, pushed past that to save each other’s lives.
Something about Cas dying to save Dean time after time because he can’t stand the thought of seeing Dean dead, not knowing what it does to Dean to see Cas dead, and to feel like the blood is on his hands; about Cas trying to restructure the universe for Dean and Dean just wanting him to stay.
Something about Dean teaching Cas to be more human and then, when he is human, failing to help him and having to live with the regret of that.
Just…something about Cas and Dean and the way that they’re simultaneously doomed and inevitable, always circling around something but never able to land
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So this is what I have so far on the Dean Winchester character analysis it's a bit all over because I wrote it while on the bud home but I'm writing it in a notebook of mine in a more clear and organized way then gonna re type it once I get it done
Also if you guys don't mind pls add your own character analysis of your own or just things you've noticed during the series because I really don't wanna mischaracterize him and accidentally make him into a complete different person especially since Dean's whole character is literally so important to me
Also I don't want anyone to think I'm gonna excuse the bad things Dean has done to Sam, Cas, and also Jack. I wanna include the fact that he isn't that great of a person and i still wanna hold him accountable for all the bad things he has done throughout the series
How Dean Winchester is. Given the parental role and also the more “women” or ‘feminin’ role in the series and also by the fandom.
Firstly we will talk about the fact that from a very young age (four years old) when his mother died in the fire he was the one to grab Sam from his crib and ran out of the house while his father stayed back. We see this in the very first episode and was also mentioned in one of the later seasons, growing up he was given the parental role because John (the father) was to busy with ‘grieving” his dead wife to the point that he threw himself and his family into the hunter life leave Dean and Sam to grow up on the road with no real home, they stayed in dirty old motels and barely had money to live off of, you can see this by the fact that they never had Christmas and I know that’s not a very ‘big deal’ BUT the fact that Dean had to sneak off and steal from a random home to give Sam some type of Christmas and also the fact that Dean was arrested for stealing some peanut butter bread and then was sent to Sunny’s home or wayward boys. There was also hints that Dean barley ever got to eat and often have his food to Sam so he wouldn’t go hungry at night, I don’t know if it was ever actually mentioned but it was hinted in episodes where Dean would have flashbacks or it was hinted, you can also notice this with how Dean eats his food, it’s more animalistic and rushed while Sam eats more calmer and also less, that is because Sam never had to really worry because Dean always fed him but Dean never knew when his next meal was so I believe it is a trauma response. Another trauma response is also is his savior complex, in the show we often see Dean more concern for Sam then himself and and could also be a readily for his own self destructive tendencies but we’ll talk about that later- since Dean has taken care of Sam his whole life Dean took on the parental role naturally and also started to relaty on Sam to be there constantly because Sam is his only constant figure in his life much how Dean is Sam’s only constant figure as well. Why is Sam and Dean each others only constant figure even tho they both have John tho? Well that is because John wasn’t the parental figure they needed. They only could rely on each other and no one else, sure they had Bobby but they don’t show him much in their flashback so I don’t know how much of a role he had in their childhood because he only really shows up more in their adult life, I do belive Bobby was there in their childhood because we see Bobby and Dean playing catch in season 7 when Bobby dies but that’s pretty much the only scene we get with Bobby and younger Dean every other scene is when Dean is a adult, so that makes me belive even more that Sam was deans only constant and the same with Dean for Sam. Now, about the savior complex, there are multiple examples of Dean wanting to risk his life for same and wanting to ‘save’ Sam for example
•Dean welling his soul in season 1 to same Sam
• Dean wanting to save Sam from ruby and his demon blood addiction
•Dean wanting to say yes to Michel
•Dean trying to get rid of the mark of Cain
•Giving himself up to Amra
•Even giving his own childhood up for Sam
Etc (look up more of deans self scarification)
We also see Deans self destructive tendencies by the fact he pushes people away, him being a alcoholic, him hiding his own traumas and emotions resulting him to have break downs or out bursts of rage because that was what he grew up on. He never learned how to let his anger out in normal healthy ways I believe that was because of John and how he was raised because we constantly see John being abusive and taking his anger out of Dean.
Again this is super all over the place but that’s because it’s still the rough draft I’m planing on rewriting all of this to make more sense and also I still wanna add more things to this as will because There’s so much more I wanna talk about but just can’t put it in words exactly
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audhd-nightwing · 4 months
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okay lemme just-
dick grayson:
- eldest brother
- watched parents die, swore revenge on murderer
- raised as a child soldier from a young age (9 y/o)
- complicated relationship with (adoptive) father, lots of unresolved anger but still defends him
- believes he has a better understanding of his father than his younger brother does (has spent more time around him)
- copes with humor, bottles up emotions, feels he has to ‘be strong’ for his family, doesn’t talk about his own issues
- extremely loyal to those deemed ‘family’
- bi coded
- spent his childhood moving around constantly (traveling circus)
- seen as a playboy/flirty, uses it to get information
- had to raise his little brother / was basically a parent to him
- self-sacrificing as FUCK, total martyr complex
- constantly wears a fake persona and rarely shows his true self to others
dean winchester:
- eldest brother
- watched his mom die, swore revenge on the demon that killed her
- raised as a child soldier from a young age (4 y/o)
- complicated relationship with father, they have unresolved issues but he still defends him
- believes he understands his father better than his younger brother does (has spent more time around him)
- copes with humor, bottles up emotions, feels he has to ‘be strong’ for his family, doesn’t like talking about his own issues
- extremely loyal, values family above all else
- bi coded
- moved around his whole childhood
- seen as a playboy/flirty, uses it to get information
- had to raise his little brother, was more of a parent to him than their dad ever was
- self-sacrificing to a worrying degree, definite martyr complex
- constantly wears a fake persona and rarely shows his true self to others
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loveofastarvingdog · 2 years
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Highways — timothy l.l.s.h. for the prompt “Touch”
i think i’ve been thinking about roadtrips and moving around just a tad too much lately... have some stanford era dean!
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[image description: a poem that reads
I guess the thing they don’t really tell you– Between all the Fridays and blood and a-hundred-miles-to-empty– Is that there’s nothin’ lonelier than the Road.
Had no one to tell me, myself. Cradle to crib to passenger seat of a car Don’t give you much time to learn About the lonely ways of someone with more highway under their skin Than soul.
No one ever told me. No one ever told me what happens when your daddy leaves, And your baby brother leaves, And you’re leaving too.
Always leavin’ the places behind you, But never escaping.
Sometimes I think about telling someone. Warning them maybe, Or maybe just trying for some half-hearted half-desperate conversation.
I never do, though.
Just pile the change haphazard on the counter for some Overworked waitress to collect, ‘Cause if it’s on the counter then I don’t have to worry about our hands Making contact And piercing to somewhere inside my highway-lonely-soul.
And I’ll toss a thanks for the meal over my shoulder, And she’ll call me honey with a gentle voice, Like she knows already, how the Road gets.
Like she knows I’ll be curling up in the backseat again tonight And trailing a hand over my own jaw,
Just to feel the touch of a stranger.
I think there’s a bit of highway inside us all, sometimes.
—timothy l.l.s.h.
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7faerielights · 1 year
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Sometimes I think about the grim acceptance that would settle over Dean when he had to do something horrible. The way he would visibly retreat behind a mask of hard stoicism, the only expression on his face an angry scowl. And I consider how different that is to he was when he got those rare breaks in the awfulness. His sweet softness, that bright smile, the tender way he cared for his loved ones. And it really hits home what a tragedy it was that life dragged Dean Winchester down into the muck because Cas really was right about how he was genuinely the most loving man. Those moments of his true self breaking through like sun through clouds are breathtaking and beautiful. What a shame it was that we only got glimpses of him that way. What an even bigger shame that he only got glimpses too.
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emeraldsummers · 5 months
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Thinking about Dean's happy mind place in 14x10 Nihilism.
Specifically talking about this conversation he has with his own subconscious:
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Dean's flirting with women is purely habit at this point, something he likes to do for fun. His whole ladies man persona had been a schtict for years at this point and I love that it's being called out.
His subconscious knows he wants someone else, but he's pushing it down. Thinks he can't have it anyways. But that's okay, he's content with flirting and having a friend. And that's the word they use: contentment. It's not bliss, but it's enough.
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I find it especially interesting that he sees Pamela in his mind. She's "neutral" in that she was not someone he considered family (i.e. Charlie) but she was also never a love interest, and she also isn't really someone Dean holds regrets about.
His contentment is a platonic female friend, a business of his own, and knowing that Sam and Cas will be home soon.
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