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seasononesam · 10 months
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boykingsevent day two: horror
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franklespine · 5 months
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Lucifer telling Sam "you've gone soft" in 11.10 is soooooooooooooooo...
Yes it's all a manipulation tactic, but Lucifer walking Sam through his memories, things that seem a lifetime ago, saying this is how you were before: bold and decisive - this is the Sam that saved the world, this isn't you anymore - when Lucifer is the reason why Sam is the way he is now. Insane. There are rare moments of gold in supernatural and one of them is when they play on the psychological horror in the fact that Lucifer; his torturer, tormentor, abuser and other half of his soul is the one that knows him best. He knows how powerless Sam feels - now that he's got lifetimes of trauma from the Cage that have skinned and flayed him on every level. His rigorous, borderline obsessive routine he keeps in his daily life through exercising and healthy eating - all to maintain a semblance of control. Yet deep down, it's like he told Rowena in s13:
"It’s not going to change anything. You’re still going to feel helpless."
Just as Lucifer knew that playing on Sam's desperate faith in religion and scramble to achieve purity (to be saved - as he said in s2) would be the only thing to get him to even go near the Cage, Lucifer knows that throwing back in his face his increased docility as time goes on as Sam's true failure and the reason why he will fail everyone around him is the only thing that could make Sam let himself be Lucifer's vessel. The way he spins it to sound like Sam not letting Lucifer out is proof of his weakness and helplessness. What if that was my last straw?
This scene, this whole episode, was so good and it made me want to claw my eyes out.
Lucifer calls him prissy. He says I never liked you but at this point - when you made the hard choice to save the world and condemned yourself in the Cage to me in holy matrimony, I respected you. You're not that person anymore. You're soft and placid and weak and that's something to be ashamed of. You're going to doom the world now because you're too screwed in the head. Look at you and your first romantic affairs when you were younger - Solid B on the tongue action - yes I know that about you too.
Lucifer being all righteous in saying that its the fact that Sam and Dean would do anything to save each other that is the problem that keeps dooming the world. And it's horrible because Sam knows he's right, the viewer knows he's right - their codependency is their moral pitfall, but it's all spiraling to the worst conclusion.
Tell you what - the second half of s11 can shove it's sympathy for the devil routine down my throat all it wants, but I will never stop hating that slimy bastard. The potential of s11 was unmatched in reaping psychological warfare on Sam, and it was a shame that it played out in such a... goofy... unnuanced... cheap semblance of a redemption arc... way that it did. But still, it is scenes like this one that pull through to make the season worth it.
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mattzerella-sticks · 2 years
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There's something 😉🤫🤗 about how, with the many pictures that could have been used of the Impala that feature Sam and Dean, TV Guide (or whoever approved the graphics) chose the below which featured a completely different passenger beside Dean.
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Might be too on the nose, but is this really Dean and Cas? Or is this Jensen driving the representation of the Supernatural universe forward with Misha at his side?
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justhereforxreaders · 2 months
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If I may,
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So then also
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A self sacrificing brother figure who, after years of service to a cause that has broken their faith in humanity, and as a consequence, doesn’t believe they are worthy of the efforts of their friends to save them. Paired with a partner with a heart of gold who gains supernatural abilities through the intervention of higher powers and struggles to balance the burden of these abilities and their desire to live a normal life.
And both would absolutely die protecting the other.
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treacherousrift · 11 months
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The supernatural fandom is so full of rich absolutely unhinged history. So much so that I’ll sit there and ask “did that actually happen or did I read that in a fanfiction or on a tumblr post about homoerotic biblically accurate angels?” we are SO beyond canon
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shaepschift · 4 months
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continued from here @citizenstarlight 【 annie ⇢ sms 9:04 】 coffee shop?? 【 annie ⇢ sms 9:05 】 idk as soon as you're free 【 annie ⇢ sms 9:05 】 i'm . . . i'm really freaked out annie
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deatherealm · 5 months
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@stanfordprepped has crossed your path . . .
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“You really don’t mind if I stick around?”
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sunsache · 7 months
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@unbearablyindifferent u didn't ask but xoxo
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there's a lot that's changed between them . a lot that's changed for themselves as well , but the adoration sam still has for her has not . whether she may hate him for what he's become or not , he still sees her as a friend . one that helped him through college and through hard times . he can never repay her enough for that . ' you ever think about the time jason scott decided to strip and jump in the pool ? dude was insane . fuckin' funny though . wonder what he's up to now . '
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rewatchingspn · 1 year
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in roadkill (2x16), we're making a return to sam being characterized as the "empathetic, good at handling people person," and dean being the "rough around the edges, 'regular' people get in the way" person... interesting the different approaches the writers have with the boys episode to episode, and in what situations each of their very different sets of people skills shine.
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rocksalt-and-pie · 9 months
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Famine:
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The sweet little boy in question:
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ofmusingsxandmayhem · 2 years
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Cont. from @dreammakcr​ || Sam & Rose (x) 
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“I suppose my kind hardly have a stellar reputation for being the friendly sort, so no offence taken.” Rose assisted him despite the fact he likely was more than capable of doing so without, merely wanting to show that she wasn’t a threat. He clearly had bad experiences with the supernatural just as she had with hunters, but she wasn’t going to tar all with the same brush. “All is forgiven. What is it you need to ask? And also, do you have a name I can call you?” 
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artificialvoyage · 2 years
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( @hitchikingghost​ ) 🐉 DAENERYS TARGARYEN & SAM WINCHESTER
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🐉 - the very fact that he had done so well to try to get into the bridge but was ultimately stopped by one of the guards, was intriguing and admirable enough for her to follow up with him later. exiting the bridge, she spotted him sitting against the wall in a corner out of the way. with brows furrowed and an amused smile on her lips she chose to approach. “you’re the one who almost successfully made it onto the bridge, are you not?” she asked, hoping her question did not come off as accusatory. “would you care to take a walk?” raising a brow she waited patiently for a response - whether he agreed to it or not entirely rested with him, but she had hoped he’d say yes. after all, if she were barred from the bridge, she’d want to know what was within its chamber too. “i might be able to answer questions you may have.”
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ghstfacr · 2 months
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[ carry ] after receiver falls asleep in an inconvenient place, sender carries them to a bed and tucks them in
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prompts for ordinary things that feel intimate .
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⸺  𝗜𝗧  𝗜𝗦  𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗬  𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗧  𝗢𝗙  𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗗  𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚  ,  the  number  of  perks  a  small  stature  can bring  to  life  on  the  road  .  for  instance  ,  the  back  of  the  impala  :  where  some  see  a  row  of  passenger  seats  exists  an  entire  bed  on  nights  such  as  these  ,  the  huntress'  head  resting  atop  sam's  lap  as  her  legs  drape  over  the  rest  of  the  seat  .  while  not  one  hundred  percent  comfortable  ,  the  space  is  not  inconsiderable  as  she  dozes  in  and  out  ,  the  whispered  voices  of  all  three  winchester  siblings  providing  a  sort  of  white  noise  with  which  jules  manages  at  last  to  fall  asleep  .
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the  next  that  consciousness  creeps  in  ,  a  swinging  sensation  throws  her  off  until  it  registers  that  it  is  only  sam  ;  bisker  optics  shut  once  more  as  he  scoops  her  up  out  of  the  vehicle  and  moves  with  quick  strides  to  get  her  warm  and  comfortable  in  bed  .  while  the  process  does  roust  her  a  touch  ,  the  expression  she  wears  is  filled  with  affection  and  reverence  as  her  boyfriend  finally  crawls  in  to  join  her  .  ❝  hi  ,  ❞  the  brunette  sleepily  murmurs  ,  lips  curved  upward  as  she  eagerly  folds  in  close  .  
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hcllchestersarchs · 8 months
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@ruinedmyself asked: ❝  i’m going to tell you this,  once,  because i think you need to hear it.  you deserve more.  you should expect more from the world and put in the work to get what you deserve.  ❞ / del
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"insightful, sammy," delaney huffed, glancing up in frustration from where she'd been fixing up her duffle bag. they'd surely be on the move the next morning now that they were done with this hunt. another hunt where she'd been threatened by the demon they were hunting. reminding her of her fate if her father were to ever get out of the cage. a fate she really rather not think about, thank you very much. she loved her older brother more than anything. sam was practically like her best friend with the two of them only being nine months apart. but sometimes she wanted to shake him. "really. because i don't think our lives will let that happen. not with what's looming over us both. what am i supposed to do?"
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mischiefxmanagcd · 9 months
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@bleakfated asked: Because, you know, even if I repeat every word you say, no one around here likes me, they’ll just call me a liar and move on.
Sam wasn't sure whether or not he can believe the words, but given how much he disliked the Carmichael brother, part of him could find it true. Sidney had a way to get underneath people's skin. Or perhaps it was just because Sam had learned about the man's history with Jess that caused him such immense dislike.
"I'm still not going to say anything that could potentially be used against me later. I'm not stupid. I'm not Dean."
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jaidens · 8 months
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so if it'd make you stay i wouldn't act so angry all the time
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pairing [s] : dean winchester x reader
warning [s] : mentions of : stitching, knives, cuts + blood | kissing
a/n [s] : requests r open!
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The hunt had gone wrong. What was supposed to be an easy, short hunt turned into a violent rage of angry werewolves on the hunt for people. You had managed to get away with a few cuts and bruises, the same was done for Sam, but Dean got the bad part of the fight in an attempt to protect you two.
He sits on the full bed, holding a towel over the cut that bleeds from his shoulder. You're patching up some small cuts with bandages and gauze and tape. Sam was gathering his stuff in the other part of the room to get ready for the early leave tomorrow.
You gather the first-aid supplies and tools and carry them over to where Dean sits. “Hey,” You say as you pull up a chair next to him and put on a pair of gloves. “How are you doing? How's that shoulder treating you?” You ask him.
“Just peachy.” Dean responds sarcastically, giving you a small smirk.
You roll your eyes at him and pull the towel off of the cut and try not to stare at the blood that pools around the cut and that's on the towel. You toss it to the side, and pour antiseptic onto the gauze pad, and warn Dean. “This is gonna sting.” He nods and hisses, his knuckles going white against his jeans. You frown and press it as soft as you can against the cut.
You wipe softly to get the dried blood away, and take out your stitching supplies. You begin the first stitches and Dean has his eyes closed, eyelashes against his cheek, and he lets out breaths to distract himself from the pain. It was something he had always done, in the way to cover up how he felt after John told him it was completely childish and stupid to show people how you truly felt.
You finish with the tie of the thread, a cut, and start packing away the supplies. You grab your bag, the first-aid kit, and a set of files. You thank Dean and Sam for letting you join on the hunt, and they respond in their favors. Once you walk out of the motel door: you take a long, deep breath and shut your eyes.
You and Dean were a very bundle of confusion. You were never with him long enough to have a connection without eruption. You were in love with the green-eyed man; that was obvious, and he was in love with you. You had some moments in Baby where you and Dean had some long, significant touches that burned on your skin. The picture of him shirtless, eyes shut, and laying against you was permanently engraved on the back of your eyelid.
You walk into your motel room, shutting the door, and immediately walking to your bed and falling on it. You place your hand over your face and close your eyes. You turn on the television and let it go to the first movie channel it could. You let it play in the background while you read through another file for a new case that you found.
The sound of knocks fills your ears. Not hard, but not soft at the same time. You set the file down on the green bedsheets and go to the door and answer it. Dean is there in his pajamas, a Kansas sweatshirt and plaid pants, with a small smile on his face. “What are you doing here? You should be sleeping.” You open the door further and he walks in to your room.
“I just wanted to say thank you. I don't do it often, but you did a lot for me.” Dean admits as he jumps on the balls of his feet. You sit down on your bed and Dean follows and sits next to you. “It meant a lot to me.” He says.
Dean stares into your eyes, his hand snaking onto yours where it sits on your thigh. You're trying to cover your embarrassment as his eyes flicker to your lips occasionally. “Well— well It's my job to make sure my friends are safe.” You respond to his compliments. Within a second, Dean’s hand goes to your face and smashes his lips against yours. With a slide and a push, you're against the bed and Dean’s hands are on you.
You pull away from him and attempt to catch your breath. “Get hurt more, yeah?” Dean laughs and kisses you once again. You laugh again and he places one of his arms around your shoulders.
Whatever you and Dean were, you were hoping it would stay like this. With hugs, kisses, and longing touches.
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