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Supernatural S11E13 Love Hurts
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SUPERNATURAL 11x13 Love Hurts
Happy birthday, Dean! (January 24, 1979)
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sunglassesmish · 1 year
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11x11 / 11x13 / 11x18
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11.13 - Love Hurts
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captainchilly · 7 months
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“We're hunters.” ↳ 11.13 - LOVE HURTS
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youchangedmedestiel · 6 months
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Two seasons later:
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- Of course I do Sammy, Cas wants one.
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mlobsters · 5 months
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supernatural s11e13 love hurts (w. eric charmelo, nicole snyder)
STACY Ew, I can taste her mom lipstick…you’re telling her tonight, right?
rude, stacy :P
SAM Is that a hickey? DEAN And? It was Valentine’s Day. I can’t help it if I’m a hopeless romantic. SAM You got half of that right. DEAN Just doing my civic duty. Helping all the single ladies. You know the best thing about February 14th. You don’t have to be Mr. Right, just Mr. Right Now. SAM That’s classy. DEAN Yeah and what’d you do, judgy? Curl up in your Snuggie, watch '50 Shades' on cable?
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cuz every girl crazy bout sharp dressed man men
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*squints* what is that fake domain, danharper.search for the knockoff facebook page. and we got an untitled folder, not quite untitled 1 and 2 but i'll take it :p
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always with the full kitchenette and vintage appliances. and bringing back the ridiculous little separators. tires!
DEAN I need a beer, regroup, maybe get lucky. SAM Didn’t you just get lucky? DEAN That was in Kansas. What do you say? You with me? Ready to go scrape a few hearts off the bar room floor? SAM I think I’ll pass. I’m gonna go hit the lore, but you go be you. DEAN Suit yourself.
dean's feelin his oats again apparently! feels like he had some seasons there where far as we knew he wasn't ever getting laid
laughing at the wife shoving these witchy items down the garbage disposal. one way to get rid of things i guess? not so good for the plumbing though
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hey they named a motel after me personally
DEAN Hey. Any luck? SAM No. You? DEAN Nah. Hey what’s a…uh…dad bod?
please. (reminder that all bodies are good bodies)
MELISSA All I had to do was chant it and seal it with a kiss.
oh i see. it was plot-relevant mom lipstick.
SAM So the curse is transmittable? DEAN Like a magic STD. Okay that works. Kinda makes you nostalgic for good old fashioned herpes.
this is very fic-ish. LOL and of course dean kisses the lady to take the curse on. clearly he should hot potato it over to sam at some point but we know that's not gonna happen :p
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baby lookin pretty in all those pink highlights
DEAN I’d say that went pretty well. What do you think? SAM Wait. Are you serious? You think it’s a great idea to give yourself a fatal curse? DEAN Well, target's off her back ain’t it? SAM I’m just saying. You don’t have to do this. Be the guinea pig. DEAN What? SAM Be the martyr. Try to carry the weight by yourself. Do this. DEAN I’m gonna be fine, okay? And as long as I’m good, she’s good and that’s the important thing. Besides. It proved our theory didn’t it? That this whole kiss of death thing is transmittable. I mean, I’m not asking for the Nobel here, but thank you.
both reasonable to do and also his martyr tendencies are well documented :p but even if he died, wouldn't it just go back to her? moo point, as they say?
SAM I guess. Here we go. Someone chants a curse, lays a wet one on you, then the victim is seduced and killed by the Qareen, but instead of taking the form of Barbara Eden, the present themselves as your deepest, darkest desire.
oh great. so we're gonna see amara then. very convenient of this witch to leave post-it notes with all the details on their monster including how to kill it
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okay, that was adorable. so happy to win for once, didn't even care to claim the prize
AMARA You’re a mystery. I can see inside your heart. Feel the love you feel. Except it’s cloaked in shame. When it comes to this, you can’t help yourself, so why fight it. Just give in.
i mean it's just funny because we did kind of do this already in 4x14 sex and violence with the siren.
from s4e14 SAM Yeah. You see, sirens can read minds. They see what you want most and then they can kinda, like, cloak themselves. You know, like an illusion. -- MUNROE Dean's all mine. SAM You poisoned him. MUNROE No. I gave him what he needed. And it wasn't some bitch in a G-string. It was you. A little brother that looked up to him, that he could trust. And now he loves me. He'd do anything for me. And I gotta tell you, Sam, that kind of devotion? I mean, watching someone kill for you? It's the best feeling in the world. SAM Is that why you're slutting all over town? MUNROE Ahh. I get bored, like we all do. And I wanna fall in love again. And again...and again.
have to do some mental gymnastics to not understand that as wincest, i think. still hard to wrap my head around that making it to the screen. anyway. dean wants to bang amara, let's get to it
DEAN It was Amara. SAM That surprise you? DEAN That doesn’t surprise you? SAM Honestly? DEAN Honestly? You seriously think the sister of God is my deepest darkest desire? SAM She isn’t? DEAN No! She can’t be! SAM Why not? DEAN Why? Because if she is that means that I’m… SAM Means you’re what? Complicit? Weak? Evil? DEAN For starters, yeah.
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SAM Dean. Do you honestly think you ever had a choice in the matter? She’s the sister of God, and for some reason she picked you and that sucks, but if you think I’m gonna blame you or judge you…I’m not. DEAN You know that I want her ass dead. SAM Yes. Of course. And I know you’ve also probably beaten yourself up a hundred times over it, but where has that gotten us? Just how bad is it? DEAN Standing here right now, every bone in my body wants to run her through. Send her back to that hole she crawled out of. But when I’m near her, I don’t know. Something happens and I can’t explain it, but to call it desire or love…it’s not that. I’m screwed man. We wanna kill the darkness. We need to kill the darkness. And I don’t think I can. I’m sorry to do that to you, ya know, but when it comes right down to it… SAM I got it Dean.
i honestly can't remember the last time they had that open of a conversation. dare i say, that's practically out of character understanding from sam, when it comes to dean hiding something important like that. i fully expected the show to have him flip his lid over dean not telling him something relevant to their big monster hunt, not trusting him with being able to handle the truth. maybe i'm just jaded by how they've done overblown brother conflict for so many seasons. but anyway, i'm thankful for sam being so reasonable and understanding. i'm thankful for dean just telling him straight up what's going on and that he can recognize he can't just power through this problem. usually they only talk this way with other people, it's nice to have it directed at each other for once. still a little bit in shock, honestly.
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i like how they focused on the money he left to cover the damages again after showing him slip it under initially. like hello fans yes they do try to cover the fact that they're constantly wrecking motel rooms. feel like these later seasons have a lot of little nods like that (like say, the rock paper scissors, a bitch/jerk moment in 11x04, etc)
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casdeans-pie · 8 months
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Society if the Qareen in 11x13 had taken Castiel's shape instead of Amara's
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Love Hurts (11x13)
So first off, Dean doesn't lie to Sam about how the Qareen appeared to him (hooray for honesty!)...
Dean: It was Amara Sam: That surprise you? Dean: That doesn’t surprise you? Sam: Honestly? Dean: Honestly? You seriously think the sister of God is my deepest darkest desire? Sam: She isn’t? Dean: No! She can’t be! Sam: Why not? Dean: Why? Because if she is that means that I’m… Sam: Means you’re what? Complicit? Weak? Evil? Dean: For starters, yeah Sam: Dean, do you honestly think you ever had a choice in the matter? She’s the sister of God, and for some reason she picked you and that sucks, but if you think I’m gonna blame you or judge you… I’m not. Dean: You know that I want her ass dead. Sam: Yes. Of course. And I know you’ve also probably beaten yourself up a hundred times over it, but where has that gotten us? Just how bad is it? Dean: Standing here right now, every bone in my body wants to run her through. Send her back to that hole she crawled out of. But when I’m near her, I don’t know. Something happens and I can’t explain it, but to call it desire or love… it’s not that. I’m screwed man. We wanna kill the darkness. We need to kill the darkness. And I don’t think I can. I’m sorry to do that to you, ya know, but when it comes right down to it… Sam: I got it Dean.
Okay, y'all I just love these two deeply fucked up guys so much. This entire scene just reads weird, like, really weird. And yeah, I know, I know, but just watch it, watch them. Pay attention to their body language and looks. Something is just not quite, you know, I know you know. Like, canon is of the utmost importance, hold it. But there are these gaps in the canon that Sam and Dean just bleed through. The too close, enmeshed thing that these two have got going on makes this not read like Amara is somehow a romantic interloper, but it also doesn't NOT read like that. This scene is Sam telling Dean that it is okay if Dean can't stop the Darkness because Sam will do it if Dean can't, that he's got his back... always. That's what this is, but it just, there's just, there's hints of other flavors there, you know?
Anyway, this show makes me crazy.
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huggybearsunshine · 1 year
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Can I Ask You a Question..?
[Part 1] The qareen finds Dean to be a fascinating subject, exploring multiple dark desires within the hunter, and bringing a lot of things to light that he would rather stay hidden.
“I understand, Dean,” the qareen wearing Amara’s face walked in as if on air, something otherworldly in the gate, “the longing in your heart, I feel it too…” Dean could barely look at it, suddenly feeling exposed in a way that only one other person could make him feel.
“Well, that’s touching, considering you don’t have a heart,” his voice was rough and scratched on its way out.
He dropped his gaze, keeping the beast in his peripheral and hoping if he didn’t look directly at the form, it wouldn’t see further in.
“But there’s something underneath,” it acknowledged his fear with intrigue.
“I’m a ‘what you see is what you get’ kinda guy,” Dean tried to play it off.
“No, that’s just what you want people to believe,” the silky voice responded back.
Suddenly its shape began to change before his eyes, shoulders widening and hair shortening until instead of Amara standing there, it was Cas.
“Stop,” the hunter warned.
“I can see your love for her, but it’s… fabricated, forced…” it tilted its head like him, but it wasn’t him, everything felt wrong, “With this one, it’s real- genuine… grown in secret over many years.”
Dean spotted the nearby knife and began inching toward it, suddenly wishing it was Amara he could fight instead.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he growled.
“Why do you hide from it?” the creature asked, “Just give in.”
And it shook him deep inside to hear those words from Cas’ mouth.
“You’re not him,” Dean’s voice shook, “And I’m, I’m not-“
“But you are,” the deep voice stepped in tandem with him, circling the room like mirroring predators, but Dean felt more like prey than he was used to, “You know you are, and who I am doesn’t matter. The real question is who are you?”
“What do you mean, who am I?” Dean stiffened, forgetting his plan of grabbing the knife entirely.
“You’re a mystery,” Cas’ voice continued, “I can see inside your heart. Feel the love you feel, except, it’s cloaked in shame…”
Dean’s focus could no longer shy away as it crowded in closer, eyes betraying everything he’d fought so hard to conceal.
“When it comes to this,” her hand roamed up the hunter’s torso and he swallowed hard, “You can’t help yourself.”
He looked almost pleadingly toward the creature to stop, but it wasn’t Cas and it would hold none of his sympathies for him.
“Why fight it?” his voice rumbled, “Just give in.”
“You know what, you’re right…” he stepped back, forcing himself to look away, “The real Cas does have a hold over me,” the words nearly stuck in his throat, so accustomed to being held in that they almost wouldn’t come out, “But you’re not him… nothing but a cheap imitation at best. See, I know Cas better than anyone. Better than I know myself sometimes…”
He grabbed a large piece of material from the work sight and held it up just as the beast’s arm punched threw it.
He looked down. Shocked by how close it had come before deciding to run.
Being stalked and attacked by Cas was nothing new to him, but it never failed to be intimidating even if it wasn’t the real Angel who was after him. Everywhere he hid, was destroyed with ease, but he managed to stay ahead until he made a move to stab the Cas-like shape.
A bad move, he discovered as the other man’s arm twisted his own at a painful angle.
Then the free hand gripped his throat.
He was going to die, and the last thing he’d see were those blue eyes, filled not with the usual affection or annoyance as was more often the case, but with malice and hate.
But it froze. His brother had come through at the last minute and the creature retreated before collapsing in on itself like a dying star.
He caught his hand reaching out for him, betraying his own awareness that it wasn’t Cas dying before him but a monster.
“Dean?” Sam’s voice called soon after, hurried footsteps accompanying it until he appeared in the room to find him gasping and eyes wet with unshed tears, seemingly worsened by the sight of his brother.
“Yeah,” his voice shook.
“I got it,” he looked at him in concern, “It’s done…”
He watched the other man try to gather himself and his concern deepened.
“You okay?” he approached like he was nearing an injured animal, slow and cautious.
“Mm hm, yeah,” Dean pushed past him.
He left it alone until they were back at the motel room. Until he couldn’t stand it anymore.
“So, you gonna keep me in suspense here or what?” Sam finally dared to ask.
Dean was standing over the sink, wiping water from his face, and their eyes met in the mirror before he worked himself up to facing him for real.
“About what?” he asked, knowing fully well what.
“Who was it?” Sam wasn’t backing down, unaware of the position he was putting Dean in by asking.
“Amara…” he admitted the easier answer, hating that he found that to be the easier to admit.
Then he noticed it, the lack of shock on his brother’s face.
“You aren’t horrified by that?” he asked incredulous.
“Dean, that’s not your fault,” Sam offered in response, “You know that, right?”
“Yeah, I guess so…” he took a moment before chancing an uncharacteristic amount of honesty, “It wasn’t… just her.”
Sam froze at that, “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Dean began fidgeting with his bag nervously and Sam’s brow rose at the sudden nervousness overtaking him, “It, uh… turned into,” he couldn’t force it out, couldn’t make himself say it, “Someone I didn’t expect it to…”
“Okay,” Dean’s hands were shaking so Sam let himself sink onto the edge of the bed, trying to be as small as possible in hopes to not scare off this bit of vulnerability he was showing.
“It was Cas…” Dean finally managed the words, eyes scanning anywhere in the room but the direction of his brother, “It turned into Cas.”
“And that surprised you…” it wasn’t a question, but also wasn’t really a statement either.
“It doesn’t surprise you?” Dean tossed the article of clothing in his hand back into the bag and whipped around.
“Not entirely, no…” Sam ventured.
“So you think Cas is my deepest, darkest desire?” Dean’s defenses were building rapidly.
“You don’t?“ Sam stayed calm.
“No, he can’t be,” he ran a hand through his hair, “That would mean I’m…”
“What?” Sam was looking at him with such patient acceptance that Dean couldn’t hold onto his anger, and it faded just as easily as it rose, “Not entirely straight?”
Dean’s eyes turned to his with fear shining out like a light. So strong Sam’s heart ached from it.
“Cas isn’t a man, Dean… He’s more complicated than that,” Sam assured him, “And even if he was, it doesn’t change who you are to feel that way about him…”
“It does to me,” Dean’s eyes darted wildly, tears welling up once more against his will.
“Why?” Sam asked softly, “Cause Dad said it did?”
Dean had no answer for that. It had already been said. Dean knew that was why- knew it wasn’t true- but something in him had clung to that falsehood so tightly, he found it hard to let go.
“There’s nothing wrong with wanting Cas like that,” Sam furthered the statement, “If I’m being honest, I don’t think the feeling is one sided…”
“What?” Dean’s brows shot together.
Sam’s mouth stretched into a grin he was trying desperately to flatten.
“You guys need to talk,” he rubbed a hand over his mouth.
“Me and Cas?” the words felt new, different than before.
“Just my opinion…” Sam shrugged, scared he’d crossed some line with the other hunter.
Dean ran his hands over his face, “This is crazy…”
“Our lives are crazy…” Sam stood, “I’m gonna go grab us something to eat and give you a bit to think or… maybe make a phone call if you feel like it…”
Dean looked at him like he wanted to fight but no words followed so he clapped a hand to his shoulder and continued out the door, leaving Dean alone with a storm of thoughts in his mind.
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spnexploration · 1 year
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Just watched s11e13 "Love Hurts"
OMG the Winchesters showed some slightly healthy coping mechanisms! Dean took on the curse by kissing the woman (classic protective!Dean) and Sam told him off, but there was no yelling or passive aggression or punches. Then later Dean admitted to Sam that his deepest desire had been Amara, and again, mature conversation. Plus it wasn't 5 episodes later, it was straight after.
*falls over in surprise*
Although this:
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Totally talking about this:
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😆
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2sw · 8 months
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"Why? Because if she was then that means I’m…" "It means you’re what? Complicit? Weak? Evil?"
Supernatural S11E13 Love Hurts
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ineffableuser · 2 years
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You know how Dean is supposed to be “attracted” to the darkness and all that “I can see when a man’s pining for someone else” and “I can feel the love you feel, but it’s cloaked in shame” stuff is supposed to be about her?
It just isn’t???
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sunglassesmish · 1 year
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happy valentine's day
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their-we-go · 2 years
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ok listen idk if this has been said before and i’m seven years too late with this take anyway, but i’ve been rewatching spn and i just got to season 11 with the whole amara/dean thing and, like, it’s super queer????
like, i know it’s Straight™ but the whole thing just exudes queerness. like in 11x13, Love Hurts, the qareen-monster-thing tells dean "I can see inside your heart. Feel the love you feel. Except it’s cloaked in shame." 
i'm sorry WHAT are we talking about here????? dean stupid fucking "connection" to amara?? i dont think so!! like, this whole story line where dean feels this attraction that he can't control, doesn't want, and refuses to accept? and being torn up with guilt over wanting this thing, this person, that he can't have and feels like he shouldn’t want?? that's QUEER, baby!!!!
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of course dean kisses the women with a curse that is transferred to other people via kiss. OF-FUCKING-COURSE he does 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫
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