#sonny spn

[emiko-matsui]

look i know that at least fucking one of you wrote the fic where dean said i want to stay to sonny in 9x07 episode bad boys after john came to get him and sonny told him he would stick his neck out for him to get to stay if he wanted to and dean goes to get sam while sonny staves off john and the conflict that would ensue. so let's just skip the niceties and redirect me to it immediately please and thank you

#supernatural #spn #dean winchester #sam winchester #john winchester #spn bad boys #sonny spn #spn 9x07 #9x07 bad boys #fanfic

[kjosi]

“You’re doing good in school, you’re making friends, you made the wrestling team.”

#BITING #he cant even fathom being told this. didnt even believe it from his dad when azazel possessed him. fucking yellllingg #dean winchester #spn caps #spn 9x07 #deanwinchesteredit #spn bad boys #sonny spn #.txt #spn #yeah. yeah i'm O.K.

[luna-nigthshade-wood]

What they don´t know, will hurt them

Summary: Dean Winchesters attempts suicide on a dirty motel bathtub, ending brain dead on a hospital. A trickster promises John and Sam that he will save him for “free”, as long as they both get through watching a series of Dean´s memories, good and bad. The twist is that they will feel everything Dean did at the time and they can stop it at any time, but then Dean will die. They both accept thinking it cant be that bad. Spoiler: it is worse.

Chapter 30

There is something so final about watching Dean´s memories, John ponders when the screen stops for a minute. The weight of his actions and inactions finally dawning into him. It is with despair that he realizes that watching all these memories is perhaps not going to be enough, that perhaps they aren’t going to be enough to save Dean from his worst enemy, himself. All John wanted when his kids were younger was for them to be safe and happy, even after Mary´s dead, so he is not quite sure when he strayed so far from that path that he lost the way.

A pack of memories are shown next on the big screen, showing Dean hanging out with his friends, with Sony and with Sony´s kids, as he slowly gets better, the air suddenly becoming easier to breath. A single tear runs down Sam´s cheek as he watches Dean´s carefree attitude, something he had never seen growing up. It is a good look in Dean, Sam realizes, this is what Dean should have look like growing up, this is exactly who Dean would have become if given a chance, and god those he wishes Dean had been given a chance, a chance away from the toxicity of his own family, a chance away from the negativity, from the insults, from the violence, then perhaps they wouldn’t be here sitting watching as the good memories run away from them.

The good memories fade and leaves uncertainty on its wake, the beginning of the end is near, they can feel it and all they can do is keep watching.

The next scene starts up, showing Dean and Ally eating pizza, at Ally´s place. There is a strange tension in Dean that neither of the Winchester´s watching can figure out (but then again, as this experience had taught them, neither of them know Dean enough), Ally, however, seems in tune with Dean, and it doesn’t take long for her to comment on it:

-Alright, spit it out, what is bothering you?- Ally asks between bites of food

-What?- Dean asks, feigning innocence- Nothing is bothering me

-Yeah, and I am the queen of England- Ally snarks- C´mon man, cut the bullshit excluding Steve, you are my second best friend, I know you better than that.

-Where is Steve anyways?- Dean asks, changing the subject- Shouldn’t he be here complaining about how you order meat lovers instead of Hawaiian pizza?

-Don’t think I don’t know you are trying to change the subject- the girl responds- But I will allow it for the time being. To answer your question, he is on a date at the moment.

-Seriously? Someone asked him out?- Dean asks with a teasing tone

-Dick- Ally responds laughing- Yeah, some guy at the coffee shop he buys the monstrosity he calls coffee

-And do we approve of this guy?- Dean asks- He didn’t even tell me anything

-I don’t know- Ally tells him- Honestly, I think he only said yes because his mom has been hounding him about his lack of dating life. And of course, he didn’t tell you anything mister I-stand-behind-my-friend-like-a-protective-bulldog-while-you-try-to-ask-him-out- she says shoving him a little

-Hey! That was only one time, and guy deserved it- Dean responds, cheeks colored red- But seriously, his mom? The same mother that hates every girl and guy that Steve have ever taken home?

-Yeah, well, I think she was expecting him and me to date

-I think that most people in this town were expecting that- Dean responds.

-Not you?- Ally asks

-Nah- Dean shrugs- You guys are best friends, practically siblings, it would be a little bit weird. Sides, you told me you didn’t like him that way, and I respect that.

-Kind of wish more people would respect the fact that I am allowed to be best friends with a guy without wanting to date him

-Yeah, well, people suck- Dean answers while taking a big gulp of his beer- Hey, Ally?- Dean says nervously- Can I ask you a question and you promise to answer me with the truth?

-Sure, man, whats up?- the girl says turning towards him

-It is just that I have been thinking about the people that I left behind back then and most I have seen at least in passing but there are two that I haven’t, well, I wanted to know if they, I mean…- Dean mumbles struggling with the words, until Ally interrupts him

-I suppose you mean Robin and Skylar?- Ally says, getting a nod from Dean, before continuing- Damn, well, I can tell you now that Robin was really upset when you didn’t show up to the dance. I am pretty sure she would slap you if she were to see you again.

-I would deserve it- Dean answers

-I mean, I don’t know what to tell you, it was a shitty think that you left the day of the dance, but also, it is not like you had much of a choice. I get why she is angry, but Sonny did told us that your dad showed up and took you away, so…- she says shrugging- As of why you haven’t seen her, that is because the day after we graduate, she packed her bags and left town, she left a note to her mother where she told her she had gotten accepted at college and she needed some time to find herself. Last I knew of, her mother and her talk on the phone every Sunday and she was set to graduate sometime soon.

-That is good, I am glad that one of us was able to follow our dreams- Dean says with a nostalgic smile, and his family´s heart breaks a little at hearing that phrase, Ally´s must break too, because her next sentence is:

-It is still not too late to follow yours, Dean- she tells him, putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing it.

-And Skylar?- Dean asks abruptly, obtaining a grimace from Ally, who plays with the bottle in her hands

-Dean…

-Please, Al- Dean pleads

-Alright- Ally answers resigned- Skylar was Skylar, I guess. After you left, she started to miss more classes, said that you have inspired her or some bull like that. Start speaking about death and how nobody like her and we all bully her, which you know that we didn’t- Ally tells him- Still, we told the school counselor about what she was saying and he called her parents, let me tell you, that they were shocked of what the man was telling them, apparently they thought her daughter was perfect and couldn’t be depressed, they changed their tune fast when she tried to cut her wrists. They had her commited and…

-And…?- Dean asks with a haunted look- What happened to her?

-And that´s it- Ally responds- She has been in and out of the hospital since. If you ask me, she needs more help than the one of the local psychiatrist.

-She deserves better than that- Dean says with a broken voice- She is not a bad person

-I know- Ally says to Dean bewildering- I know her since we were little, we might not like each other, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t deserve help, the problem is she doesn’t want it and there is nothing we can do about that.

-My dad called me yesterday- Dean confesses, after a minute of silence- I didn’t answer, so he left me a message. He told me he needed my help, because what other reason would he have to call his son?- Dean asks sarcastically

-What are you going to do?- Ally asks after a minute of silence

-My first instinct was to let him to rot, hell, Sonny told me that when he heard the message. And maybe that is the reason why I am still here, a small part of me just wants to say fuck it, delete the message and not moving a finger. He got in trouble by himself, he can get out of it the same way. Heaven knows, he was never there for me- Dean confesses, each word as a blade stabbing John´s soul.

-But?- Ally asks

-But I would never forgive myself if something were to happen to him just because I couldn’t be bother- Dean answers- The fuck should I do?

-I think that is something no one but yourself have to choose, neither me nor Steve nor Sony can tell you what to do- Ally whispers before adding- But I think you and I already know what you are going to choose. After all, Dean Winchester is known for being a self-sacrificing asshole- Ally tells him with a small smile.

-Yeah, guess perhaps I needed to have one last night before returning to my life.

-You don’t have to, you know? Just because you are going back to search for your father, doesn’t mean you lose your place here. You have a home here, whether you like it or not- she says

-Even if I end up bringing all my baggage with me?

-Specially then- Ally tells him- Promise me that after all this, whatever this is, is over, you will come back.

-I promise- Dean swears, before the scene ends with the two friends sharing a hug.

 The scene changes quickly, this time showing Sony, Steve and Ally at Sonny´s driveway the next day, as Dean gets ready to leave. Ally hugs Dean tightly, Steve following suit, before telling Dean:

-Don’t be a stranger, okay man?- Steve tells him

-Of course not, who would teach the kids the right way to fight if I wasn’t around?- Dean responds with a fond voice

-Dickhead- Steve answers equally fondly, before being replace by Sonny

-So this is it?- Sonny asks

-I guess it is- Dean answers

-I once told you, you would always have a home here no matter what- Sonny tells him, getting a nod from Dean- I want you to remember that- Sonny says extending his hand to Dean, who takes it and pulls the old man into a hug

-Than you, Sonny, thank you for saving me once more- Dean whispers into the hug

-I didn’t save you- Sonny answers- You saved yourself- he tells him- Now go, be the hero we all know you are, and hurry so you can come back- the man says before ending the hug. Dean just nods, his voice leaving him as he climbs into the Impala, looking with something akin to grief on the rear mirror long after leaving behind Sonny´s place.

-Stanford, here I go- Dean says with a voice filled with emotions too strong to describe, before the scene cuts to black.

Sam´s stomach does a somersault while watching the scene playing, it is the beginning of the end, isn’t it? Not for the first time, does he curse his father for his actions, if not for the same reasons as before, why the hell did he have to call Dean for help? Before all this mess, Sam used to curse at his father for ruining his perfect life, now he knows that it was himself and his father that were ruining Dean´s life. Because Dean was finally getting better, and one phone call ended that. Sam wishes that Dean had followed Sonny´s advice and ignored the voicemail; sure, he recognizes that they would perhaps still be chasing their own tail, trying to find Yellow eyes but it is nothing short what they deserved for abandoning Dean in the first place.   

John wonders if he is dead and this is Hell, because nothing else could explain this torture he is living by reliving his eldest son life. All his errors and mistakes are staring back at him. Is it any wonder that they are here today if the only reason he even calls his son is for help? John kind of wishes that Dean had just ignored him and kept on his life as if his father was dead. For the cryptic message he left on Dean´s phone, he might as well have been. But then again that is not who Dean is, is it? Old reliable Dean, who his family can push around and step on, because he will always be there, regardless, so why don’t take their frustrations in the human punch bag? John doesn’t know when he started taking Dean´s presence for granted, but he knows it has been a long time since he stopped looking at Dean as anything but a soldier, perhaps that is why Dean is not here with them today, perhaps they are indeed in hell and this is their punishment.

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#supernatural #spn fic #supernatural fic #spn au #supernatural au #suicidal dean winchester #dean winchester #sam winchester #john winchester #bad parent john winchester #sonny spn

[its-me-theicequeen]

I’m back from a year long hiatus and is now writing fanfiction again. 

This is a prequal to Tender and Infected, which are my only alternate universe works for Supernatural. 

All three works in this series can be read independently. 

#supernatural #dean winchester #Sam Winchester #Jack Kline #hurt/comfort #Protective Dean #mentor #mechanic dean #doctor sam #sonny spn #sonny's boys home #child abuse

[monstermoviedean]

after 15x19 dean is looking for a way out of hunting and needs some space/feels he needs to give sam some space so he moves to sonny's. helps out around the farm. mentors the boys. picks up the guitar again. and even though sonny can tell something is weighing him down (more than usual), he doesn't pry. he waits for dean to open up and he's there for dean when he does.

#good morning friends i did not sleep well (haunted by bad boys dean) #it really hit me how sonny listened to dean and supported him. he did a lot right. #and dean doesn't always get that from others #anyway i think he finds dean in the kitchen at 3 am halfway through making a pbj and frozen there with the knife in his hand #spn #spn rewatch

[thebeautyofspn]

9x07 Bad Boys

#9x07 #bad boys #spn #spn aesthetic #supernatural #supernatural aesthetic #thebeautyofspn #dean winchester #sam winchester #the winchester brothers #winchesters #Sonny #season 9

[44um-theannoyinggirl]

"I've done everything you have ever asked me. EVERYTHING! I've given everything I ever had. And you're gonna sit there and you're gonna watch me die? What kind of father are you? "

"And I.. I had to be more than just a brother, I had to be a father. And I had to be a mother. To keep him safe. And that wasn't fair! "

"Hunter's are never kids. I never was."

- I told you not to let him out of your sight!

- You ever been really hungry? I mean, haven't-eaten-in-days hungry?

"Yeah. "

"He gave me an order and I didn't listen, and I almost got you killed."

- Hey, Dean, why don't you touch up your car before you get rust? I wouldn't have given you the damn thing if I thought you going to ruin it.

#dean winchester #Dean winchester childhood #john winchester #mary winchester #spn #spn fanart #supernatural #sam winchester #Chid #Dean's childhood breakes me every time #I mean adulthood but like in 4-26 years #Im so sorry for him and sammy #Gladly he gave sam some kind of childhood #john winchester hate club #mary winchester hate club #bobby singer #jody mills #ellen harvelle #sonny #Have more rights to call themselfs sam and deans parents #supernatural fanart

[yodeleyewho]

I planned this well in advanced

#miami vice #sonny crockett #also please excuse the crappy art 😭 #this was just a colored in sketch #spn #destiel #miami vice day 2023 #don johnson #rico tubbs #philip michael thomas #80s

[drfrankensteinvsthequeerborgs]

honestly for me one of the saddest moments in the whole show is when Sonny offers to stick his neck out to keep Dean away from John but Dean goes back to him because of Sam, that probably haunted Sonny more than any ghost

#dfvq liveblog #dfv queue #dfvq spn #spn9x7 #cycle of violence #cw abuse #cw child abuse #cw stockholm syndrome #john winchester’s a+ parenting #this is a j*hn winchester hate blog #dean winchester #i hate it here #sonny supernatural

[snnynaturalarchive]

endless edits of teen sonny ( 5 / ∞ ) mutuals may react / please don't reblog

#𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝚂𝙰𝙵𝙴𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 . . . visual #𝚃𝙴𝙰𝙼 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 . . . edit #i have this and one more edit of her teen self krgberkj #i couldn't help it #princess protection program demi is young spn sonny and i just ADORE HER

[ezzasaurus]

Ok but Sonny.

Imagine this young kid that you let leave with his clearly abusive father and you never hear from again, but then one day on the news, it says that this kid is now wanted by the FBI, and you realise you should have stopped him leaving. You could have prevented this. Then the news says they're dead.

Then, weirdly, years later the exact same thing happens, and you go through the same emotions. You could have prevented this all those years ago.

You start forgetting about him again, trying to get over his death that you thought was in some way your fault.

One day, something bad happens to one of the people who work for you. You start to think maybe all the satanic stuff this kid seemed to be into wasn't just a weird teenage obsession and that it was real.

You find the number someone that was supposedly him gave to you years ago, and you call it in the hope that maybe, just maybe, he is still alive.

Someone answers. It's not him. You ask for him. They start to say there's no one there by that name.

But then someone takes the phone off the first person.

It's him.

You have to hold back your tears whilst talking to him.

He's alright.

He's alive.

#sonny supernatural #supernatural sonny #supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #spn #supernatural bad boys

[deanncastiel]

Drabble Day 12: Date

Prompt from @deancaskiss' s drabble writing challenge (once again pretending i'm not super late 😩😩😩)

Dean sighed and pressed his shirt and tie smooth. Robin would be here any minute and he wanted to look perfect.

Once again he checked the corsage to make sure it hadn't crumpled. He knew it was cheesy, but Dean really wanted Robin to know that she was special; that he was serious about her and them, who cares if they were only sixteen.

Looking back up at the mirror again, Dean smiled. When he first arrived at Sonny's he would have never imagined that he would end up where he was now. First on the wrestling team, making good grades, about to go on his first date with the prettiest girl he's ever seen. He made it out pretty good, if he did say so himself. Don't get him wrong - he thought about his Dad and Sammy every day and he did miss them. Especially Sammy.

Dean looked down. Especially Sammy.

Shaking himself, Dean took a deep breath and looked back up into the mirror. He wasn't the biggest fan of his shirt - he preferred long sleeves rolled up but in a group home he had to take what he could get.

Hearing a knock on the door, Dean turned, seeing Sonny coming into the room.

"Oh, look at you. You clean up good!" Sonny exclaimed, closing the door behind him.

"Thank you," Dean said, spreading his hands wide showing his outfit to its full effect. "You know, uh," Dean paused, "I've never actually been to one of these school dances before."

Sonny looked down, "Yeah. Look, about that, Dean, your old man's outside…"

#dreamydrabble #Dean Winchester #Sonny (Supernatural) #Dean x Robin #Supernatural #spn #briwrites #tuserpris #becauseofthebowties #usermoogs #useralison #scottstiles #spxcekya #userbon #jennmish #casblackfeathers #fic #like i said we're ignoring that i am hella fucking late here #also i wrote this in like 30 minutes while very tipsy but i am okay with this #spn 9x07

[luna-nigthshade-wood]

What they don´t know, will hurt them

Summary: Dean Winchesters attempts suicide on a dirty motel bathtub, ending brain dead on a hospital. A trickster promises John and Sam that he will save him for “free”, as long as they both get through watching a series of Dean´s memories, good and bad. The twist is that they will feel everything Dean did at the time and they can stop it at any time, but then Dean will die. They both accept thinking it cant be that bad. Spoiler: it is worse.  

Chapter 29

Sam feels heartbroken watching Dean´s memories. Somehow, he realizes, Dean´s happiest memories are the ones that break his heart the most, perhaps because he already knows how the story ends. He knows that there is no happiness waiting at the end, he knows there is only pain and suffering at the end, pain and suffering caused by their own hands; blood that neither he nor his father could ever wash from their hands.

 The scene starts once again and this time it shows, Dean entering a tattoo parlor, a woman is standing with her back towards him, there is an inexplicable nostalgia in the air, but Sam and John figured they will understand the reason soon enough.

-Hi, welcome to Ally´s parole- the woman says, turning slightly, the Winchesters get a small glimpse of her face, but they don’t need more to recognize her as Alana, Dean´s friend. The girl doesn’t seem to spare Dean more than a glance, before returning to her previous task- How can I help you?

-Yeah, hi- Dean responds, with a shy voice, that seems to gain confidence the more he speaks- I want a tattoo

-Kind of figured, dude- Ally responds, rolling her eyes- Where do you want your tattoo?

-On my dick- Dean responds

-I hope the design you want is tiny then- Alana responds automatically, for some reason the Winchesters don’t understand (but that Dean does) that startles her enough, for her to turn around and face Dean for the first time. Recognition hits her, and suddenly she is embracing Dean

-Dean? Is that you?- she asks happily

-Sure hope so, otherwise after that exchange, this hug would be awkward- Dean responds with a hearty laugh.

-Oh fuck you- the girl says punching the hunter´s shoulder- Man, it is good to see you, you haven’t change a thing

-But look at you, I seemed to remember that arm with less color- Dean says, pointing at her friend´s colorful sleeve of tattoos.

-Yeah, well, you know what they said, cant trust a tattoo artist without tattoos- Ally answers with a big smile- Where have you been, Sonny´s boy?

-Here and there- Dean answers as the Winchesters feel a wave of sadness invading them- I am actually staying at Sonny´s for the time being, trying to arrange my head

-Be as it is, I am glad you are here

-Thank you- Dean responds- But tell me about you? This is your gig?- he asks

-Yes, you are seeing at the proud owner of her own tattoos establishment- the girl answers

-I imagine your mom was super happy- Dean comments sarcastically

-Oh yeah, she hates it, hasn’t spoken to me in a while- Ally says rolling her eyes

-Her lost- Dean responds honestly, which makes the girl smile to him- So how is Steve?

-Being a mess, as always- Alana laughs- He is now the coach of the wrestling team at the school. They don’t suck as much as before- the girl tells her before a masculine voice interrupts her

-Is that a compliment I hear, Alana-banana?- Steve says entering the shop

-Go fuck yourself- Ally responds without any bite, before adding- Look what the cat dragged in

-Well, I´ll be damned- Steve responds- Dean Winchester, in the flesh- he says before hugging Dean- how have you been?

-I have been… I am better now- Dean responds with honesty, making his friends smile softly at him.

As the friends keep catching up, the scene fades into the background, leaving a bittersweet feeling in the room.

 In the short time they had been viewing Dean´s life, scenes like this are the ones that remind John everything he took away from his boys. John´s crime against his family keep piling up, as he comes to the understanding that the one responsible of most of his kids, specially Dean´s, tragedies are ones of his own making. John wants to come back in time and punch himself, as he realizes, that he is the reason why Dean doesn’t have more memories like this, he is the reason that Dean have barely any friends. In his goal of making his sweet boy a good hunter, he isolated him to the point, that the only people he could rely on was his own family, the same family that ditched him the moment they didn’t need him anymore. John can only hope that these moments of peace last a little longer, for Dean´s sake

 Of course, the peace wasn’t meant to last. It started small, or so the Winchesters figure, as clippings of newspapers start to appear on the screen, the news talk about kids, ages ranging from 7 to 12-year-old, going missing. They see Dean reading the newspapers with a frown that gets deeper and deeper as days pass, and the hunters know why. Because any hunter worth their salt can recognize the MO of a rawhead preying on children. It is not until the fifth day that everything changes.

 The scene starts with Dean entering Sonny´s house, two patrol cars can be seen outside. The older hunters can feel the jitters of nerves that Dean is feeling and they had nothing to do with the cops inside the house. Still, Dean powers trough, entering the living room where Sonny is arguing with two uniformed man

-I am telling you, he would never do this- Sonny is angrily telling the cops

-Sonny?- Dean asks- What happened?

-Tony is missing- Sonny tells him, Dean quickly recognizing the name of the youngest inhabitant of Sonny´s house- And this “gentlemen”- Sonny spats- are telling me there is nothing they can do because “48 hours hadn’t passed yet” and “he probably ran away”- he exclaims

-Tony would have never done that- Dean automatically responds, because it doesn’t make sense, regardless of the reasons Tony is at Sonny´s house, he is a good boy

-Sonny, that is not what we meant- one of the cops tells him, he is obviously the “nice one” out of the two of them, because it doesn’t take long for his partner to respond

-It is exactly what we meant- the older one tells them- there are other 4 boys missing, your boy probably wanted some of the attention for himself- he spats before muttering- couldn’t expect more for a….

-I dare you to finish that sentence, pal- Dean tells him with barely conceal anger and a dangerous voice that makes the cop inch for his gun, before Sonny steps between the two and the other cop says

-Ok, lets relax all of us. Carter, that was out of line, take a break- he tells him, making the other cop stalked out of the house, angrily. The cop sighs before turning towards Sonny- Sonny, look, you have to see it from our side, four kids, two of them from prominent families, are missing, we have no clues and the mayor is breathing on our necks

-So what you are saying is that Tony´s life is worth less, because he is not from a “prominent family” and has a criminal record- the man deadpans, and for a minute he looks as dangerous as his record shows him to be

-Look man, we will do our best- the younger man mumbles- And hey who knows maybe he just decided to skipped class today- he says with a false cheer in his tone

-Get out of my house, Carl- Sonny spats, making the cop hightailed out of the house, leaving only Dean and Sonny inside the small living room.

-Sonny…- Dean starts to say, before being abruptly cut by said man

-Don’t, Dean- the man says, all fight leaving his body, as he seats in the sofa, putting his head in his hands- I know what they all think, but Tony would have never done that

-I know- Dean responds- I believe you- he tells him, before asking, insecurity creeping his voice- Do you trust me?

-Of course I do, Dean- the man says startled, clearly not knowing why the change of subjects and to be fair neither do the Winchesters watching- What…

-What if I told you that perhaps I can find him?, but you have to trust me- Dean asks, the hunter in him making itself known

-Dean, what do you mean?- Sonny asks bewildered

- I can find Tony, or at least I can do my best to find him- Dean continues- I once told you that my bruises were because of a werewolf, I know you think I was lying to protect my father, but I wasn’t- Dean tells him, before adding- I know I can find the son of a bitch that took Tony and I know because I have an inkling of what kind of monster took him and the other kids, but I need you to trust me- he finishes, there is devastation in his words, that makes the Winchesters balk on their seats, Dean is clearly preparing himself for rejection, the Winchesters are prepared as well, which is why they are surprised with what happens next

-Dean, I…-Sonny tells him- I trust you- he tells him- But you have to understand that this sounds insane

-I know- Dean sighs

-But as I said before I trust you- Sonny tells him surprising him (and everyone in the room)- And my gut had never stirred me wrong before, what do you need?- he asks with a tired smile, it takes a few minutes for Dean to get out of his own head, but soon his hunter side takes over

-When was the last time you saw Tony?- he asks with no preamble

-At breakfast today. He was supposed to go to school, but the teaches say he never made it

-Did he walk there? Was he alone?- Dean inquires

-Yes, he always walks to school, he usually goes with Mark, but as you know Mark is sick with the flue- Sonny answers

-Alright, was there anything unusual about today? Did Tony seemed spooked? Did he complain about strange noises? Was there anything off about his room?

-No, there wasn’t anything different about him today

-Alright, do you know his route to school? Does he pass any wasteland? Any place that has a weird creepy history? A place that you probably told him to walk faster or not alone even if you don’t know why?

-I… I don’t- Sonny starts before pausing- Yeah, actually, now that you mention it, I can think of a place. The old Mason´s house. It has been abandoned for years and not for the lack of trying of some, it is just almost as if…

-As if the place was haunted- Dean concludes- I have been investigating the other kids dissaperances and I can only think of a monster that fit the bill, since…

-Since no bodies had shown- Sonny finishes

-Well, yeah- Dean answers- I think I know what fugly it is and your haunted house seems like a good place to start looking for

-Alright, so lets go- Sonny says standing up

-Hey, wait a second- Dean tells him, stopping the man- There is no we, I am going

-The hell you think you are going alone, one of my kids is in danger and I am not standing with my arms cross as another one puts himself on harm´s way to rescue him- Sonny tells him crossing his arms- We are going and it is final

-Yeah, Dean- a female voice interrupts- we are going with you

-The fuck did you come from?- Dean asks startled to see Ally standing under the doorway

-I heard about Tony´s, came here to help, saw the assclowns speeding out of here, and caught tail of your conversation- she answers- Now, at this point there are two options, either you are having a breakdown, which is reason enough not to leave you alone, or you are telling the truth and monsters are real, which is even more reason to go with you, strength in numbers and all that

-You have zero training- Dean answers- Neither of you is coming with me and that is final

-Sweetie, I would like to see you and try to stop me- Ally says standing her ground, there is a hot minute when they all stand still, but finally Dean relents and says

-Fine, you are both coming with me, but you have to follow my lead

-Of course- Sonny answers

-Roger that, Capitan- Ally says with a mock salute

-Also, I know Sonny probably does, but do you know how to use a weapon, Al?- Dean asks

-I have a taser gun, does that count?- she counters

-Actually now that you mention it- Dean answers, closing the scene

 The Winchesters don’t get even a chance to ponder on it, before the next scene starts. This time the Impala and a truck pull outside of the abandoned house, the three occupants getting out of their respective vehicles with Dean talking the lead

-Alright, you know the plan- Dean tells them- We are going quietly through the house looking for the missing kids, Ally you take the left, Sonny you take the right and I take the center and we convey before checking the basement, any sounds of trouble and you scream

-Alright, and where do I go?- Steve says raising from the back of Ally´s truck

-The fuck?- Ally asks- Where you there the whole time?

-What can I say? I heard you all were going in an insane mission to save kids and I figure what the hell, I am coming with them- Steve grins, before adding with a serious tone- Also, one of the kids is in my class, I aint leaving him alone- Dean nods at that

-Alright, you stay outside then- he says, giving him a walkie talkie- See anything werid, you call it. Alright lets go

 The group enters the house quietly, each one searching their respective rooms without luck, before meeting at the top of the stairs, ready to check the basement. They climb down the ratty stairs, and it doesn’t take long for them to see five figures clutching in one corner, Tony among them. Sonny pockets his gun and rush towards them, Ally and Dean close in his heels

-Sonny- the young boy, all but screams- you came

-Of course I did, kid- Sonny answers embracing him as Ally checks the rest of the kids

-A monster took us- a younger boy tells them

-He was going to eat us- another one cries

-It is alright, you are safe now- Ally says.

-Kids, the monster that took you?- Dean asks, taser still at the ready- Where is it?- this question makes one of the boys look up and then there is a scream, as the kids and the adults turn their backs towards the monster. Dean barely has time to push the kids out of the way, before the monster charges towards him, making him lose the taser in the struggle. Dean falls to the floor and looks up at the monster, only for it to be crisped to a bone, Steve firing the killing shot

-The hell was that?- he asks almost out of breath

-A rawhead- Dean answers automatically- You may know it as the bogey man. Thought I told you to stay outside?

-A thank you is enough- Steve tells him- you butt called me on the walkie talkie, figure you might need help- he finishes shrugging making a laugh escape Ally´s mouth, and soon the whole room is laughing with relief

 The scene once more shifts and this time it shows the group standing outside sitting in the truck of Ally´s truck, as the police and paramedics help the children to their parents and checking them over

-So this is what you do for a living, Dean-o?- Ally asks him, all of them watching the proceedings in front of them

-Kind of- Dean answers

-I said it once and I will day it again- Sonny says- You are a good one, Dean- he tells him clapping his shoulder

-It doesn’t always end like this- Dean tells them

-But today it did- Steve says- You are a hero, Dean, and don’t let anyone, not even yourself, tell you any different- he finishes, before giving him a hug, ending the scene in a light tone

 And that is the quicker isn’t it, Sam thinks, that doesn’t matter all the good that Dean does, he has never once considered himself a hero, not after pulling a young Sam out of the fire, not after taking care of Sam all his life, not after saving so many people. Dean has always considered he has done what anyone else would do, without realizing that not everyone would have done all the things he does, did… Dean´s self-stem had never allowed him to see himself as anything but flawed, but Sam knows the truth, he knows his brother is a hero, he just wishes he had appreciated it when he had the chance.

 John watches the scene, wanting to clawed his eyes out of his skull, this is the comradery that he denied his son, these are the kind words he kept quiet after a hunt where his son had saved the day, these and more were the things that slowly but surely broke Dean´s self-stem piece by piece, until there was nothing else. His son is a hero, everyone can see it, except himself and his own family. Once again, he realizes too little too late, the errors of his way and once more there is nothing he can do to change it.

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[cosmicwavelength]

Ah, I see that we’re talking about Sonny this evening.

Unpopular opinion: he was just as great as Bobby, if not better. He had a calm understanding for a young Dean and knew how to involve him in a life that had absolutely nothing to do with hunting. He wasn’t a pushy bastard like most of the men on spn. He didn’t guilt Dean for not outright telling him about the abuse of his father but he also didn’t ignore it. He had such a delicate way of giving Dean time and space to be himself. No demands no nothing.

#dean winchester #kid dean #spn sonny

[scoutdoesstuff]

day ten!!

(i'm doing a thing where i write 500-1000ish words a day based on the name of a daily tea sample i've gotten as part of a month long subscription package. you can find the rest of the results here provided the link behaves well on mobile).

today's prompt is actually going to be part of a larger fic that i'm working on in the background, a hockey au that incorporates the general storyline of seasons 4 and 5, but with obvious liberties taken because the fic's a hockey au. that fic likely won't be out for a bit, but here's a taster courtesy of our flavor of the day, peach rooibos.

Discussions of hockey superstitions are had and Dean runs afoul of his team captain.

Hockey players are, by definition, an incredibly superstitious lot. Some are more honest about it than others — Sam was infamous for telling people all about both his pre-game meal and pre-game hair style back when he was still playing— but they all have their little habits and routines that get them ready for a game. Some guys keep it simple, with just a nap and a favorite meal, other guys go to extremes. Everyone had a way to cope with the chaos of game schedules and the physical strain that came with being on the ice.

Dean was one of those players who liked to keep things simple. He made sure that he had a decent nap and a full belly a few hours before the game, enough to keep him going through the calorie burn but not enough that he was going to wind up puking on the ice. Sometimes, when he had a chance to wander through the farmer’s market on a day off, he’d bring a piece of fruit or two with him to munch on before warm ups. He’d gotten lucky this week and gone on a day where Cesar and Jesse were selling some of their stupidly good looking (and tasting) produce. He didn’t know how they got peaches to grow so well this far north, but he’d worked through half of the bag he’d bought from them in two days. He was hoping they’d be back a little later in the week so he could pick up more and make a fucking awesome pie during his rare back to back two days off.

With an eye on the clock, he dumped some pre-cut chunks into a container and hustled out of his motel room to where Baby was parked, gleaming and ready for action just outside. He glanced to his left and caught the tell tale faux casual stance of photographers. Fuck.

Dean continuing to live out of a motel room was becoming something of a human interest story in the hockey journalism circles. Dean didn’t know how to explain to people the bone crushing fear of being broke as fuck again so he’d just been claiming that he was too lazy to find an apartment to reporters. They apparently weren’t buying his bullshit anymore and were trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

At this rate, Bobby was going to pick out an apartment for Dean if Dean didn’t commit to something more suburb friendly soon.

“Son of a bitch,” Dean muttered. He folded himself into Baby’s front seat as fast as he could and sped off towards the arena.

//

Benny was waiting for him after Dean did his fashionista walk past the cameras and into the arena.

The trainer whistled at Dean’s new suit, spinning Dean around in a circle to coo over how well tailored and expensive looking it was.

“I thought I’d start wearing something nice, since you fuckers told me I looked like a teenager going to prom,” Dean said, trying to hide a smile. It was nice to have people notice things about him again without the fear of what upper management might say or do to Dean in retaliation.

“You did,” Sonny comes walking in behind him. “God, that one droopy black one you wore to your first game made you look like a drowned kitten.”

“Hey, fuck you!” Dean gave Sonny a playful shove as Benny cackled behind him.

“Now all we gotta do is get you an apartment,” Benny said, still snickering as Sonny shoved playfully at Dean’s closest shoulder in retribution.

“Aw fuck, man,” Dean said, wilting, “not you, too.”

“Winner, you’re a real fucking hockey player with a real fucking salary,” Sonny said, suddenly weirdly serious. “We’re getting you a decent place to live.”

“Boys weekend out?” Benny asked, looking directly at Sonny.

“Do I not get a vote?” Dean hated being voluntold for shit, even if it was something he was secretly dreaming about doing for himself.

“No,” both Benny and Sonny said at the same time.

“We’ll pick him up around ten?” Benny continued, still not consulting Dean.

“Yeah, that works. Marie might want to tag along and help, now that I think of it,” Sonny said, also not consulting Dean.

“Oh, Winner here will love hanging with the kids,” Benny said, not in a mean way, but being talked over hit some old wounds of Dean’s harder than he would’ve liked to admit.

“Ok, assholes,” Dean said, perhaps a trifle too loud considering how close they were to Castiel’s pre-game hiding spot. “I am a big boy —“

“At six feet and two hundred and twenty pounds, I would never call you little, pal,” Benny said, leaning on Dean’s shoulder to snicker with Victor.

“Ok, folks, show’s over, you’re both assholes and I will not be speaking to either of you ever again!” Dean’s words probably would’ve had more punch if he wasn’t grinning from ear to ear but you couldn’t win them all.

Someone cleared their throat behind the three men. Dean, Benny, and Sonny all turned around guiltily, like children caught in the hall after class had started without a hall pass.

Castiel stood behind them, hands wrapped around a steaming cup of rooibos tea. He’d already changed into his warm up sweats per his own exacting pre-game routine, but still managed to look prim and proper, like a perfect little choirboy. Dean envied the other man his composure. Dean never looked so put together in the team branded t-shirt and gym shorts. He always looked like a freshman on his first day of gym class.

“Do you mind if I settle in?” Castiel asked, jerking his chin towards the alcove that Dean, Benny, and Sonny had stationed themselves in front of.

“Oh, yeah, sure, dude,” Dean said, moving slightly out of the way for the man to get into the alcove. “Go right ahead.”

Sonny pulled at Dean’s shoulder like he was trying to pull Dean towards the locker room. Dean shot him a questioning glance, but Sonny wasn’t looking at Dean.

“Sorry about the interruption, Castiel,” Sonny said, still pulling at Dean’s shoulder.

“It’s all right, Victor,” Castiel said, acknowledging Sonny’s words, but his eyes never left Dean’s face. “I’d prefer to be alone, Dean.”

Castiel’s absolute refusal to call anyone by their nicknames was off-putting, but Dean had learned to live with some of the guy’s more noticable quirks so far. But being dismissed like a child was a bridge too far.

Dean didn’t believe in the superstitious bullshit, but a lot of guys did. Castiel was one of them. He was infamous for his myriad of patterns and preparations that had to be done just so before every single game. And Dean got it, he really did, the guy was under a stupid amount of pressure and you needed something to keep you sane through the blitz that came with being the face of the NHL and the wunderkind of your generation and one of the best hockey players of all time. It didn’t mean that you got to be a dick because people were standing slightly in front of your coping mechanism, though.

So, like an idiot, Dean snapped at the captain of his team and Castiel snapped back. Sonny and Benny eventually grabbed Dean and shoved him towards the locker room before things could get real testy, but the damage had already been done. Dean’s last view of Castiel was the man disappearing into his little alcove like a surly alley cat. He thought that was the last of it until Castiel cornered him one on one in the locker room while the guys were changing into their gear.

“Don’t get in my way, Dean,” Castiel said, staring at Dean with something like venom in his eyes, “and I won’t get in yours.”

Dean stared at Castiel, dumbfounded, until the other man returned to his portion of the bench and began methodically attaching his pads to his body.

Fucking asshole, Dean thought. How the fuck was he supposed to play with this guy?

#quick note #i use hockey nicknames in this #so sonny is victor hendrickson and they call dean winner because that's the best i could come up with for winchester lol #but basically you get a cutsy nickname when you join a hockey league #based off of your last name #it's great #spn #my fic #tea prompts

[thebeautyofspn]

9x07 Bad Boys

#9x07 #bad boys #spn #spn aesthetic #supernatural #supernatural aesthetic #thebeautyofspn #dean winchester #sam winchester #the winchester brothers #winchesters #sonny #forests woods & trees #season 9