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bloodydeanwinchester · 4 months
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DESTIEL IN EVERY EPISODE → 4x18 the monster at the end of this book
dean's first prayer to cas
castiel's first rebellion for dean
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4.18 - The Monster at the End of This Book - for DESTIEL'S 2ND ANNIVERSARY EVENT by @destiversary - Day 1: Season 4
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sunglassesmish · 1 year
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@destiversary’s destiel second anniversary event – day 1: season 4
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vegancas · 1 year
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4x01 Lazarus Rising ⟿ 4x18 The Monster at the End of this Book
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unhinged-jackles · 1 year
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Rewatching 4x18: The Monster at the End of This Book and it is absolutely fucking insane with the context of season 15.
Like first of all, the title. It's the episode where Chuck is introduced and we all know now how he is God and was the final big bad the boys had to defeat. I know it's a bit iffy if it was always planned for Chuck to be God but coincidence or not, what a lovely parallel.
But more than anything else, throughout the entire episode Dean is desperately trying to break free of the narrative, of Chuck's visions. Sam doesn't give a flying fuck but that's a whole different can of worms.
The only thing that allows Dean to do that is Castiel. Cas chooses free will when he chooses to tell Dean that archangels are tied to prophets in order to help him help Sam. When Dean goes to get Chuck, Chuck says,
"What are you doing here? I didn't write this."
Which takes place only a couple of scenes after Cas tells Dean that a prophet's visions can't be changed.
"As he has seen it, so it shall come to pass."
Castiel defied the word of a God with one single decision.
Cas choosing free will is the catalyst, and will always continue to be. Look at what Chuck said to Castiel in 15x17: Unity,
"You know what every other version of you did after 'gripping him tight and raising him from perdition?' They did what they were told. But not you. Not the 'one off the line with a crack in his chassis.'"
Cas has always been the one thing that Chuck couldn't control, even from the moment we first met Chuck way back in season 4, and that fact alone makes me fucking feral.
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youchangedmedestiel · 5 months
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Dean prayed/begged Cas
Dean prayed/begged Cas for help in stopping Sam from meeting with Lilith (4x18).
Dean prayed/begged Cas for two and a half hours (4x21).
Dean prayed/begged Cas in a jokingly way, using words like “feathery ass” or “do you copy” (6x03).
Dean prayed/begged Cas to get information about the Horn of Gabriel (6x06).
Dean prayed/begged Cas when he is lost in an alternative reality (6x15).
Dean prayed/begged Cas to travel back in time and get phoenix ashes (6x18).
Dean prayed/begged Cas every night in Purgatory (8x02).
Dean prayed/begged Cas to watch over Sam and ask where Cas is, also admitting that for him praying is like begging (8x16).
Dean prayed/begged Cas for help all night because Sam is dying (9x01).
Dean prayed/begged God to bring Cas back (13x01).
Dean prayed/begged Cas to bring Jack back (14x08).
Dean prayed/begged Cas to apologize, admitting that he should have stopped Cas, and to forgive him, hoping Cas could hear him (15x09).
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deancascaps · 2 years
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lavenderleahy · 4 months
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The Monster at the End of this Book, the episode in which Dean and Sam meet Chuck, is WILD in light of seasons 14 and 15.
I mean I know this episode provides a lot of foreshadowing for the next couple of seasons and sets up the premise for team free will but just listen to this conversation.
Chuck: There's only one explanation. Obviously I'm a god.
Sam: You're not a god.
Chuck: How else do you explain it?... I'm definitely a god. A cruel, cruel capricious god. The things I put you through... I toyed with your lives, your emotions, for... entertainment.
Dean: You didn't toy with us Chuck, you didn't create us.
Chuck: I am... so sorry. I mean hooror is one thing, but to be forced to live bad writing... if I would've known it was real, I would've done another pass.
This is real dialogue in a real show called Supernatural in which Chuck is not only god but the cruelest, most capricious god toying with not only the Winchesters' lives, but with everyone's. And not for the entertainment of the masses but for his, personal entertainment.
This is who Dean and Sam and Cas and Jack were fighting against. It was always Chuck. And he just... won.
+ Bonus Destiel:
Cas: I admire your... work.
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bloodydeanwinchester · 4 months
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poor cas just like...*exasperated* this man is gonna be the death of me (rebels anyway)
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thisisapaige · 2 years
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Drop me in a deep fryer and throw me into the sun
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spnbeit-midrash · 2 years
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cas literally invented free will because Dean made sad eyes at him how am I ever supposed to feel sane
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anakinism · 1 year
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Me and my roommate are having a destiel party on November 5th. Which spn episode would you say is the most deancas-heavy for us to watch? I watched seasons 4-6 of spn at age 11 so I don’t remember much
why didnt i get a notification for this ask 😭 what did you end watching anon??
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eaudeclown · 1 year
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TRUST that I will repeat that one scene on 4x18 because I got a free will I won't doubt to abuse. And I CAN press on that rewind button until I erase a fingerprint
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2x17heart · 2 years
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Dean praying to cas and cas breaking the rules of heaven and rewriting the course of the prophecy to indirectly tell Dean how to stop it 😭😭😭😭 I’m so emotional
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im-some-lionheart · 11 months
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the monster at the end of this book my beloved I'm praying okay my beloved praying is a sign of faith my beloved just so you know why I can't interfere my beloved thanks Cas my beloved good luck my beloved
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gallifreyanwriter · 1 year
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Pride and Prejudicenatural: The Monster At The End Of This Book
Once again, I have rewritten a famous Destiel scene with Elizabeth and Darcy. It's the opposite of most Pride and Prejudicenatural, but it makes me insane so I keep doing it! This one is from the iconic convo during 4x18.
“I am not the praying sort,” Elizabeth said loudly, standing underneath the glow of the streetlamp,  “But I have no one else to turn to and I…I need help.”
There was no response.
The oil lantern flickered inside its wrought-iron cage.
“I pray, Darciel,” Elizabeth begged, “I pray, that you will help me, in my time of need. Please.”
“Prayer is a sign of faith,” came the smooth voice of the angel Darciel, and she whirled around to find him standing there.
“Please,” she said simply, “Will you help?” 
“I…I am not sure what I can do,” he said, shifting uncomfortably.
“Pull Jane from her bed, now, before Lillith is upon her!” Elizabeth shouted, “Like you did for me, when I was confined to the depths of Hell!”
“I cannot, Miss Bennet, for it is part of a prophecy,” Darciel said, as if that mattered to Elizabeth when Jane was in danger, “I cannot interfere. You must understand.”
Elizabeth clenched her firsts.
“You have tested me, Darciel, thrown me about, scattered me to each of the four winds, stretched me to my limit, asked me for things that I could not give, do things that I could not accomplish,” Elizabeth said, willing her shaking voice to remain even, “And I have never asked you for one single thing in return. But now, I ask for this one favor, and you cannot-or will not-grant it?”
“Why, w-what you are asking of me, is-” Darcy stuttered, “It is-it is not within my power to do!”
“Why? Just because of some so-called divine prophecy?”
“Yes!” Darciel said. 
“Are you asking me to simply-simply wait, for it to happen? To do nothing, in the face of certain doom, when I know full well that I could have prevented this?” she asked, tears stinging at the corner of her eyes.
Darciel was quiet, unable to meet her eyes, for a long, deafening, moment of silence.
“I’m sorry, Miss Bennet.”
“Curse you,” she uttered in anger, inspired by terror, “Curse you and your God, and your mission, and your rules! I proclaim this day, Mister Darcy, that when the time comes when you need my help, don’t even bother to darken my doorstep, for I will cast you out with a curse upon your back! Begone!” 
“Miss Bennet-”
“I said begone, foul creature!” she half-sobbed.
“Elizabeth,” Darcy said, his voice breaking on the final syllable.
“What?!” she snapped, tears dripping down her face.
He gathered himself up, as straight and tall as his vessel would allow, and took a deep breath.
“You must understand, why I cannot intercede, Miss Bennet,” Darciel said, his voice taking on a different quality, “Prophets are specially chosen by God, and protected-”
“I don’t care, Darciel!” shouted Elizabeth, “I don’t care-” 
“If anything threatens a prophet,” Darciel spoke louder, “Anything at all, an archangel will be summoned to dispose of that threat immediately.”
Elizabeth froze in place, cogs turning in her brain. His eyes were large, staring through her, willing her to understand.
“Archangels are not just servants of God, Miss Bennet,” Darciel continued, each word deliberate, “They are Heaven’s most terrifying weapon. They are absolute, in their ferocity, wrath, and justice. Nothing, in any realm, could withstand an archangel’s power, without being vaporized into the finest mist.”
Elizabeth stood agape. 
“If…a prophet,” she said slowly, “was placed, perhaps, in the same room as a demon-”
“Then the most fearsome wrath of Heaven would rain down upon that demon,” he said, words spilling out quickly, nodding his head.
Elizabeth nodded in understanding. 
“Just so you understand,” he said, looking away from her, past the streetlight, into the night sky, “Why I cannot help you.”
She gave him a firm shake of her head to indicate a thank you, and raced off, hoping that the Prophet would agree to her wild, half-cocked plan.
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