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watchinglikeafangirl · 2 years

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Tumblr is a mess, so I can't find the post that inspired me to write this analysis. It was basically just a post filled with screenshots but now I have to take them myself which is too much effort lol.

Nevermind, here it is because I'm rotting in vegaspete hell and literally dreamt about these two the other night which concerns me a little bit...

VegasPete - a weird meta with chaotic thoughts

So I'm gonna split this is in half but it's about the very dramatic last scene before the credits. I'm talking about the scene Vegas gets shot which left me in pieces and these two really can't get enough of their dramatic act. Like BibleBuild are too good at this, they make me cry each time...

But nevermind. What I'm gonna talk about are the color concept in this scene - because we all know colors say a lot more than we might think - and then it's gonna be some meta about the dialogue between them.

Color theory and religion

We see Vegas more or less stumbling his way alongside the pool, the gun in his hands. He's obviously a broken man and the scenery around him mirrors all of that. It's mainly blue due to the pool though there is a small part of red in the background. His face is mostly just seen halfway because apart from all this blue lights, it's very dark. Not just his bodylanguage shows it all, the whole scenery screams sadness, grief, depression and isolation. The perfect spot to kill oneself.

Many have already pointed out how closely connected VegasPete and religious artefacts are in this show and I would say the pool, which is only seen two times this entire scene, represents holy water. It is deep blue, it's very shiny, very calm and seems to hold some positivity. Vegas wants to kill himself next to holy water that may wash over his dead body or will never reach him at all. It's really symbolic if you think of it. The pool is right there, it could "save" him from hell but he thinks he doesn't deserve any of it and should just die and go to hell. Still, the chance to be redeemed in front of God is right there but he doesn't take it. He doesn't have any self-esteem left, he doesn't deserve any of it in his eyes.

It goes so far, he holds the gun to his head until Pete pops up last minute. Pete originally wore a white shirt that reflects the blue light of the pool so much, he's more or less glowing, really. He saves Vegas and Vegas, who felt like nobody cares how he feels after his father died, who was saved by his loved one, lets out a scream of frustration. More so, the blue light is now a lot more red on him. It is love in a way and it's a short second of relief. But then again, the lights around him turn darker and more blue until he hides in the darkness again. Vegas is really at his lowest point and of course it affects Pete as well. The colors of his shots are not any different.

Then when Vegas is about to break down, Pete hugs him from behind. He holds him tightly. He is still glowing and this whole scene weights so much heavier than every other before. I can't really name what it is but each word and guesture shows the importance of the characters for each other. The way Pete keeps holding Vegas while shining that much, he looks like an angel holding a lost soul. It's breath-taking and kinda beautiful if you ask me. Those things make this scene so pure. They mean everything they say with words and their bodies and that kind of devotion is incredible.

Vegas still rejects Pete and gets up again, shoulders falling, head hanging, arms protecting. He is still broken. But Pete being there still makes a difference and Vegas can't deny Pete is the only person he wanted there, the person he wished would be there when he was about to shoot himself. Vegas is in a reddish light now but it's still gloomy around him. It's a technique to draw a line between them. Vegas got up and rejected Pete - red light because of love and war. Pete stays on the ground - blue light because he got rejected. And then it's the first time we see the pool. It's when Pete begs Vegas to stay. An angel that held a lost soul but said soul is now vanishing but the angel is still an angel trying to help the lost soul next to the holy water. I know, complicated and I'll try to explain what I mean. You see, Pete really wants Vegas to hear him out, he stays on his knees, begging. The holy water aka pool is still there and like I said before, Vegas kept a certain distance to it. We never even saw the pool before but now we do which means Pete, who looks like an angel, is Vegas' chance to redeem himself. He is Vegas' holy water. Guys, I freaked out when I saw this.

Pete continues to stay blue but awakens something in Vegas when he gets angry. Vegas starts to listen, is concerned and his red light shines on Pete's face the moment he starts turning around. It's love between them. But love has the same color as blood. Vegas gets shot and the love is turned into war. Pete aggressively shoots that guy, completely blue, screaming all over the place, eyes wide. He is shocked. He had his Vegas back and now that's taken from him again. So yes, he is blue.

And then we get this point of view with Vegas lying next to the pool, nearly touching it and Pete above him with blood on his back that freaking looks like wings. Like this shot gives me Romeo and Juliet vibes, truly. It felt as religious as this one. Pete is a fallen angel, covered in blood because his love "died". The suit covered all that blood from before because he put on a mask whenever he wore his uniform. But now he unleashes his true self which is as destructive as Vegas'. In the end, Vegas never fell into the holy water and Pete lost his wings so many years ago. This image mirrors all these two characters are about, how much their past marked them. Vegas never felt like he was enough because he tried to reach the ideal his father always demanded. And Pete got beaten even when he won and was left unnoticed until he wasn't himself any more. So this situation here shows all of that coming back to them. It's closure.

Dialogue and giving up

Okay, i have to calm down, I got all worked up for the other part.

The scene starts truly heartbreaking because Vegas is stuck in his head. He repeats the same sentences and Pete keeps assuring him he's there which shows the furstration and despair they feel. Vegas feels left alone now. His father is dead, got killed and even though he hated him, Gun gave him a moment to shine. But it was all for nothing. Getting the approval of his father was not what fulfilled him and now that Gun is dead, Vegas' whole word crumbles.

"I got nothing left."

Pete knows the pain Vegas is in but he has to remind Vegas there's no nothing when he is "right here". Vegas is not alone but he seems to not hear any of Pete's words. He knows Pete is there, yes but he doesn't appreciate it. He falls on his knees, teary voice breaking, wondering why he is even worth it.

But he hides his face when he asks. He can't hide his voice but he can hide his feelings. He looks away because he wants Pete there, he doesn't want to send Pete away. His words are not true thus he turns away and his face is not visible. The way his voice breaks is Pete's sign that he was right to come looking for Vegas, that Vegas needs him and is only angry and sad and overwhelmed.

"Would you stop saying that you got nothing left?"

Vegas' despair is frustrating Pete because he is not appreciated and pushed away when he clearly wants to be there for Vegas. They both don't have to suffer on their own any longer, so Pete tries to get Vegas out of his head into the real world where Pete is there and won't leave. Vegas wanted to shoot himself just moments ago when he was all by himself, there's the danger of him trying again once he is left alone and Pete just wants to save him from that hole.

"Don't turn you back on me like this. Because...because I'm hungry."

That was the moment I teared up because it's so obviously about something else than food. Don't know if I even need to explain what it's about but it was the line that made me understand how deep the dom/sub desires and needs between them were. Pete craves Vegas, his "food". Vegas is not looking at him, Vegas is evading him because it hurts to see he makes Pete suffer because he himself suffers.

But it's not just about love and how desperatly Pete wants to be appreciated and how much he misses Vegas. No, Pete likes being taken care of and he knows Vegas likes to take care of him. He submittes to Vegas in such an open way like he never did before. Before, he was forced but he chooses to indetify as Vegas' pet and the question here is, how deep does that need go? Is he just saying that because he wants Vegas to stop saying nobody cares or does he really see himself as Vegas' pet? I'd say it's a bit of both. Pete wants to be appreciated, he needs the recognition only Vegas can give him and the only way he will feel good is when Vegas looks at him, sees him and takes care of him. He is hungry for attention and love and he tries to remind Vegas of him, tries to remind Vegas of his existence. Pete won't give up. So, he gets angry when Vegas says "Can somebody else take you to eat" because it's a rejection. Vegas rejects Pete's offer to go with him and be with him and escape it all. The pain is too much, Vegas always isolates himself when angry and forgets other people. He still pushes Pete away though he didn't forget him, not like before but I don't know if that's comforting to know...

"And why the heck did you tell me that you wanted to be with me?"

When Pete starts to yell, something changes within Vegas. He recognizes Pete. Pete has feelings and those are hurt because Vegas is doing the same mistake. He sees that and stops with his act of isolation.

"I'm your pet, aren't I? And I'm hungry now. And you walked out. So I had to come find my owner."

Pete is going all out to be heard and right here, Vegas listens. Pete reminds him of all the feelings they shared when they were alone, reminds him of what Vegas holds as memory so deerly. He is truly devastated because Vegas just left the room without him as if he doesn't exist. Not being seen by everbody else is fine but not being seen by Vegas hurts the most.

This is just really interesting to see because we never saw Pete beg Vegas. We never saw him get on his knees and giving up any control or pride. It's too raw and thankfully Vegas snaps out of it, even turns around when Pete asks him to. This whole dialogue is a rollercoaster because the voices change from teary to disappointed to yelling to soothing and I just need to lie down for a bit.

"Vegas. Vegas. Could you please turn around to see me?"

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polyghostfacehours · 2 years

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IMAGINE GOING ON A NATURE WALK WITH BILLY AND TAKING SPOOKY PICTURES (+ Stu dressing up as a cryptid for added spooks in some of them)

OKAY INSPO TIME. I modified this a lil tho, hope you dont mind!

This can be read as either platonic or romantic

TW: Unhealthy friendship/relationship dynamics. Dark implications. Blood. The term "ladies first" is mentioned but can be interpreted as jokingly/condescendingly if male or GN!Reader. Su!cide Joke.

Halloween - poly!Ghostface x Reader:

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The sound of Billy's camera echoed along the trees of the foggy forest, it's lens pointing at the murky gray depths of the lake you three usually frequented during the summer time.

You rest your face in your hands from your spot on the log, a towel draped on rotting wood in hopes of preventing your costume soaking in the moisture. You're lost in thought, buzz of cicadas in the air lulling you as you stare out at the waters. A groan rattles you from your reverie, and you blink towards the blond standing not too far from you.

"Billy, come oooon man." Stu whines as he traces patterns into the dirt with the stick he's holding "We've been here like, an hour. If we don't leave soon I'm gonna fuckin -Ccckkk - off myself." The blond sticks his tongue out dramatically as he performs a slicing motion with his thumb across his throat.

"Shut up Stu." Billy says, adjusting some setting on his camera, lifting it up again to take another series of pictures, not even bothering to look up and acknowledge the faux-offended gasp leaving Stu's mouth.

You smirk. "Do it. A corpse would just add to the atmosphere." The dark joke leaves your mouth teasingly, and you stick your tongue out at Stu as he flips you off with a grin before turning back to Billy, waving his stick like a wizard as he speaks.

"Look, man. I'm a growing boy. This right here?" He taps his temple. "Needs stimulation. Prefrontal Cortex development and aaaall that good stuff. You don't want me to grow up a stunted adult, right?"

Billy finally turns around to give him an unimpressed look before allowing a small smirk to grave his features. "Too late. That happened when mom and pops stopped hugging you."

You snicker and Stu pouts.

"Damn man. Is it Ouch-o-ween or what?" He grumbles before something catches your eye.

"Hey Stu, what's that?"

Stu's blue eyes look down to where yours are trained, and he squints before crouching down and poking the bumpy, rather moist looking thing with his stick. He moves the moss and a sharp grin pulls at his lips, mirth dancing in his eyes as he turns his head to you.

"Dead frog."

You blink. "You didn't kill it did you?"

"What? Noooo, I'm not some kind of monster Y/n." Something dark flashes in his eyes as he says those words, something that make an uncomfortable feeling pit in your stomach. It disappears almost as quickly as it comes, and Stu shrugs. "It was already dead. Probs starvation, since this place is also DEAD." Stu shouts that last word with an emphasis, startling both you and Billy as his voice reverberates along the trees. Stu chuckles at your reactions. Another poke and the stick almost breaks the rough skin of the frogs back.

"Let me see. Hey - don't fuck it up, stop poking it." Billy's speaks as he begins walking to where Stu stands with his camera in tow, not at all bothered by the mud tracking the boots of his Michael Myers costume.

An idea strikes you as you too make your way over to the two boys.

"Hey Stu, gimme that stick for a second!"

He hands it to you, and you get to work, the patterns and symbols etched in your mind being transferred onto the dirt as you encircle the frog with macabre sketches. Stu's eyes brim with mischievousness and curiosity in equal measure, and Billy's eyes mirror them.

"Aaaaand." You poke your tongue out the side of your mouth as you put the finishing touches "There! Pretty cool huh? Saw it in some cheap giallo film." You puff up your chest proudly as the two boys take in the pentagram and demonic symbols that now had the dead, rotting frog within it's center.

"Doooope. Looks like you got it, heh, dead-on." Stu cackles with his tongue out as you roll your eyes playfully. Billy gives you an impressed look as he tilts his head at different angles. He lifts his camera up, but hesitates and brings it down before locking eyes with you both.

"it's good. But...missing something." He says, and a shadow flickers in his eyes, one that had you hold back a shudder.

"What?"

Your breath hitches, and you hear Stu's does too, as Billy reaches into his pocket and pulls out his Buck 120. He unsheathes it, and his eyes dart between you and Stu's faces.

"Blood. For a little, hmm. Ambiance." He pauses. "You two in?"

You and Stu look at one another and you notice the excitement in his blues, pupil almost obscuring the sky-like color. You know immediately what his answer will be, and you pass your tongue over your drying lips as Billy looks at you both expectantly.

You nod at the same time that Stu confirms his participation with a loud quip that you don't register. All you can focus on is the steel that flashes with every subtle movement of Billy's hand. Something catches in your breath, tight and uncomfortable, as Billy opens his free hand towards you with a smirk.

"Ladies first."

You swallow the lump and nod, eyes squeezing closed as Billy's warm hand wraps around your wrist. He notices this and, in an almost soothing, very-not-Billy way, he gently runs his thumb against your wrist's pulse soothingly before bringing the knife to your arm.

As the sharp blade nicks your skin, you feel warm, and a brief fire lights in your veins as blood drips out of you slowly like water. it dribbles onto the frog, it's body as silent as the air around you as all your eyes train on your blood with bated breath. After a few large drops, you pull your arm away, putting pressure on the cut and hissing as it stings.

A grin that looks jagged stretches Billy's lips, and he lifts his eyebrows playfully as he now looks at Stu. Stu gives a nervous grin back, and it almost seemed like he was scared of Billy having a knife, but any trepidation seemingly disappears as he holds out his arm with an almost childlike enthusiasm.

"My turn!"

Billy chuckles, and does the same to Stu that he did to you, earning a hiss from the taller man as life leaves his veins in a thin stream. The two lock eyes as Stu clenches his jaw and Billy's eyes brim in excitement. They break this contact when Stu pulls away, gripping his own wound as best as he can, using the apron from his Bubba Sawyer costume to stall the blood flow further.

Billy sheathes the knife as you and Stu grip at your arms, placing it away as his hands once again grab his camera and lifting it to his face.

"Wait. What about you?" You ask, confusion marring your features, and Stu raises his eyes from his still bleeding arm to also give Billy a questioning glance.

Billy lowers the camera briefly, and a blank expression paints his face as he stares down at the frog and gives a nonchalant shrug.

"There's already enough blood."

You both look down and see that he's right. Red dribbled down green-gray skin and seeped into the dirt around it, trailing outwards in a way that looked like it was reaching for something.

You and Stu's blood painted the perfect picture for Billy.

He brings the camera to his face once more and the shudder sounds louder than it is as he takes a myriad of pictures. Come to think of it...this forest seems a lot more spacious than you remember it was back in the summer. The opposite of claustrophobia encases your heart.

Stu gives a shaky smile to the both of you, and you and Billy return it with varying levels of steadiness. Your mouth moves before you can stop it, earning a chuckle from Billy and a loud cackle from Stu.

"Happy Halloween."

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msmarvelouswinchester · 4 years

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Never Gonna Lose You

Summary - Even with Chuck's danger hanging over the heads of the Winchesters and the Reader, preparations for Dean and Reader's wedding start in the bunker

Pairing - Dean x reader, Sam x reader (platonic)

Warning - Fluff, just pure tooth rotting fluff (yeah ik it's highly unlike me) and maybe a bit of swearing

Word Count - 1.5k

A/N - This is the sequel to Don't Wanna Lose You as requested by @miss-nerd95 (I finally wrote it)

This is the first time I have attempted to write a fic with a wedding ceremony in it so I hope it turns out okay. (Also if there is any rule wrong in the wedding ceremony, please let me know because I wrote the rules of the ceremony after I saw it on the internet and from movies).

Spn divider by the amazingly talented @talesmaniac89 (if you can, check out her blog. She is so good)

"Hey! I came back to the bunker to find it empty. Where were you both?"

You were trying your best to stop the large smile that was threatening to spread on your face.

"We were uh..out", you gave Sam an innocent smile.

"Oh no. No I don't want to hear about my brother's sex life", Sam scrunched up his face in pure disgust.

"Get your mind out of the gutter Sammy because we have some news", Dean said with a stupid grin on his face.

"Please don't tell me Y/N's pregnant because I can't handle a mini Dean right now in the bunker", Sam said.

"What no! I am not pregnant-"

"We're getting married!" Dean declared proudly.

"What? That's great! Congratulations you guys", Sam literally ran towards you both and pulled you and his brother into a bone crushing hug.

"That's enough Sam", Dean groaned.

Sam let go of you both, "So when's the wedding? Where's the ring? Show me the ring".

"When did you become so girly Sammy?" Dean teased Sam which resulted in him getting a glare from the younger hunter.

"I'm just very excited for you both. Welcome to the Winchester family, Y/N. I am very happy for you Dean but Y/N not really, you could have done a lot better", Sam smirked.

"Ow", Sam yelped when his brother smacked his head.

"So when's the wedding? Did you tell Cas and Jack? Where will be the wedding?" Sam started to fire different questions at you.

"Hold your damn horses, Sammy. I don't know when's the-"

"We are getting married next week," Dean said, cutting you off mid-sentence which made your eyes go wide.

"Next week?" You exclaimed, "Dean are you crazy? We can't get married next week! There is so much to do! It's a goddamn wedding! Decorations, dress, catering - are you out of your mind, Dean Winchester?"

"We'll manage, sweetheart. It will be fine," Dean tried to assure when he saw you had already started panicking.

And damn did he make sure it was fine. The week went by a blink of an eye. With every passing day you were growing more anxious even though Dean did his best to make this the perfect wedding.

Growing up as a hunter, you never thought marriage was in your cards. You always thought that you would be long dead even before you meet the man of your dreams but it all changed when you met Dean.

Your meeting with Dean was out of pure luck. Your car had crashed into his when you were on a run from a monster. They immediately found out that you were hunting the same nest of vampire that they were. They were quite taken aback when you told them that you were a solo hunter.

Although as much as Dean was furious at first because you damaged his beloved Baby, you and him slowly became good friends. So when Sam invited you to live with them, you agreed without any second thoughts. Sam was like the younger brother you never had but Dean was another story. After several months of dancing around the fact that you both had feelings for each other and also because of Sam’s annoyance, Dean decided to ask you out.

Now, today as you looked at your reflection in the mirror, tears started to well up in your eyes. You never thought you would be able to see yourself like this - wearing a beautiful white gown as your would-be husband takes a stand at the altar, waiting for you to walk down the aisle.

“All done, sweetie,” Jody said as she put the final touches to your makeup and hair, “you look beautiful.”

You took a final look at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes travelled south, eventually finding the beautiful engagement ring on your hand. Dean had given it to you on the same night he had asked you to marry him. The ring was perfectly kept in the pocket of one of his coats - he wanted to ask you for a long time but he always would chicken out at the last minute until that night. After he had put the ring on your finger, Dean had pulled you close, whispering “I love you” into your ear a thousand times. That night had ended with you and him in bed, entangled up with each other, panting and mumbling ‘I love you’s into each other's ears.

You smiled when you remembered the soft memory from that night.

“Jody, just don't let me fall while I walk down the aisle,” you said, standing up. Claire and Alex helped with the gown.

“Oh honey, I won't let you fall but if I do Dean will be there to catch you. That boy will always catch you before you hit the ground,” Jody said.

Jody Mills, you met her after you became a permanent resident of the bunker. She was a good friend of the Winchesters but she was more like a mother to you than a friend. She was there whenever you needed to talk. She supported you always so when Dean asked you about who will walk you down the aisle, you went straight to Jody’s house and asked her the question. She was surprised but eventually agreed, with tears in her eyes.

“We're ready,” Donna poked her head into the room and said.

Alex and Claire walked out of the room before you.

You linked your right arm with Jody’s, taking a deep breath, you tried to calm down your racing heart.

“Let's do this.”

You walked out of your dressing room and started to walk towards the garage where the wedding crremony was being held.

When you reached the garage you saw a carpet was spread out for you, with flowers sprinkled over it. You looked up and saw Claire and Alex standing on the side, Jack standing there with your wedding bands. The few guests you had invited - Bobby, Charlie, Rowena, Donna sitting at the front. You saw Sam standing beside Dean, he had a black tux on. He was looking right at you with a small smile on his face. Just beside him, stood Dean, a soft smile playing on his lips.

You started to tear up when you saw him. This was all you ever wanted - to spend the rest of your life with the man you love, your soulmate.

You walked towards Dean, Jody letting go of your arm. He extended his hand at you. You took his hand and stood beside him. You looked up at Dean, your eyes locking with his jade ones. His eyes were moist and you were yourself trying not to cry.

“You look beautiful,” he said softly, a shy smile playing on your lips.

“Should we begin?” Cas asked. You had asked Cas to officiate your wedding because who would be better other than an angel?

You and Dean nodded.

Cas began the ceremony but you weren't paying attention to what he was saying. You were too mesmerised in Dean's eyes. You mind wandered off to all the times you had spent with Dean, hunting with each other or just spending a lazy day in bed with him.

You were broken from your thoughts when Cas asked if you wanted to say your own vows. You both nodded and Dean started to speak.

“Y/N, five years ago, when your car crashed into mine I didn't know then that I would be standing at here with you today. I love your coffee obsessed, nerdy self who is also a badass hunter who doesn't take any bullshit from others. Being with you brings the best out of me. I promise that I won't let anything happen to you ever even if I have to walk through fire to keep you safe. I promise I will never take you, us for granted. I promise to love you as you love me, through all hardship, darkness, and pain to reach for our joys, our hopes, and always with honesty and faith and lastly I promise to never make fun about how much you love the Harry Potter books.”

You wiped the tears that were now rolling down your cheek. “Y/N.” You heard Cas say your name and you started to speak.

“Dean, today when I woke up I had to catch my breath to believe this is real, that I am really marrying my true love, my heart's desire, my soulmate. I couldn't make myself believe that it was all real and not one of Chuck's plans, but after seeing you standing here, waiting for me, all my doubts flew out of the window. I promise to always love and cherish this relationship even when you are annoying me. I promise to always protect you and keep both of us from harm's way. I promise to always love and support you. I promise to always leave the last slice of my pizza for you and lastly I promise to not roll my eyes everytime you say a stupid movie reference.”

Tears were now flowing freely down your cheek. You didn't even bother to wipe them. You looked at Dean and saw him sniffling. His green eyes clouded with emotions. He mouthed “I love you”.

“It's time to bring in the rings,” Cas announced and

Jack walked in with the rings, “Y/N and Dean will now exchange rings to symbolize their commitment. Dean now you may take Y/N’s hand in yours and repeat these words after me.”

Dean repeated the words after Cas with a grin on his face, and took the ring from Jack, putting it on your finger.

“Y/N, please take Dean's hand and repeat these words.”

You repeated the words after Cas, with a smile playing on your lips. You smile got bigger when you took the ring from Jack and put it on Dean's. You and Dean said your I do's, your heart heavy with emotions.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife. Dean you may kiss your bride now,” Cas said and for the first you noticed, he had a big smile on his face too.

Dean pulled you into a kiss, the first kiss as husband and wife. You immediately melted into the kiss. Cheers erupted throughout the garage but you didn't pay any attention to them. You were finally married to Dean, the love of your life and that was what mattered the most. Dean finally let go of you and looked at you with a stupid grin on his face.

“Hey Mr. Winchester,” you whispered.

“Hey Mrs. Winchester,” Dean said.

“We are married.”

“We are married, sweetheart,” Dean sighed.

“Now let's go save the world,” you smiled.

“Let's go save the world, together.”

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