last three seasons spn are crazy. its just dean being borderline suicidal while sam tries to fix it by basically dangling his keys at him and going : “dean look! cowboys!” “dean look! strip club!” “dean look! haunted action figure.”
Meanwhile castiel is like i see that dean is suicidal, this is clearly my fault so i will remedy this by dying.
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"Somehow I always knew you'd come back."
Happy November 5th!
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[Image ID: A digital painting of Castiel and Dean from Supernatural.
They are in the Empty; darkness swirls around them. However, they are both well lit. They are hugging each other, and Cas' rainbow coloured wings are wrapped around them both, forming a vague heart shape. Dean is wearing his green jacket, still with Cas' bloody handprint on the shoulder. He has his back towards the 'camera'. Cas' face is visible. He's leaning into Dean, smiling beatifically, eyes closed in happiness. They're clutching each other tightly.
It is signed '@aerialworms' beneath Cas' left wing. /End ID]
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there's this particular phenomenon that occurs when you're a self-professed deangirl, in which you come to the show and whatever your reasons may be, you fall -- 15 minutes into the pilot -- for dean. he resonates with you. there's something about him that gets into the cracks of you and digs in, grit against your soft spots, and you get it. maybe it's a physical thing, maybe it's a cosmic thing, maybe there's just something in him that you see and go, "oh. you, too? huh; me, too." in a like-attracts-like, magnet-pull kind'a way.
so you're a deangirl, and you know you're a deangirl; you're down in the trenches slogging through 300+ episodes and 20 years of posts and fic and meta, and something starts to happen. it's slow at first; asymptomatic to the point you won't even notice it right away. but one day you'll be scrolling on tumblr and you'll see something -- a post, a gif-set, whatever -- of sam, and you'll know. you'll feel it. the swoopy, gut-tied, so damn fond feeling under your ribcage that makes you go, "oh. oh, shit. so that's what that's like." because, congratulations; you did it. you've consumed enough of How Dean Loves Sam in all his myriad and sundry ways that you've come to love him, too, even if it's just a little bit.
I don't understand people who say they love dean but can't stand sam, I really don't. haven't you figured it out by now? there is no loving dean without also loving sam. he's too big a part of dean to cut away and still have anything left that even remotely resembles "dean". (and I think the canon supports me on this one.)
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not indirecting anyone but i keep seeing the take that sam has power over dean because dean is so attached to and dependent on him. like it’s everywhere. and its just soooo fundamentally flawed. that is not how anything works. not to sound like a broken record but that type of dynamic (where one partner, the aggressor, views themselves as in fact controlled/dictated by the whims of the other) is actually very standard in an abusive relationship…
whether or not sam has ‘power’ over dean in this way is functionally irrelevant because his ‘power’ extends to his ability to somehow, what, psychically manipulate dean into doing what he wants?? whereas dean’s ‘power’ over sam is making sure sam adheres to exactly what he’s decided sam should do and punishing him if he doesnt do that, and deciding he has ultimate control over sam’s own decisions about his life (see main plot events of s4, 5, 6, 8, 9, 10, so on and so forth…).
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“Dean.” A creak of the floor as Cas pushes himself to standing. Then the dip of the mattress as Cas settles on the edge of it. His voice is closer when he says, “I’m worried. Please tell me what’s going on.”
Even if he were able to speak, he doesn’t know how he would explain this to Cas. Everything is just so much, and how can he make Cas understand that?—Cas, who created galaxies, who witnessed all of human history from its very beginning, who even now could crumble skyscrapers into dust with one withering look. Dean doesn’t have the strength today to sit up in bed. He doesn’t know how to explain this to a being more powerful than he can possibly comprehend.
“I’m tired,” he says finally.
Even the half-truth is so shameful that it makes tears burn behind his still-shut eyelids.
[dean is having a bad time. cas is there for him. read on ao3]
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I've been seeing this stupid post about how John is evil and never hugged dean and would kill dean if he ever shed a tear
And you're all telling on yourselves as not having watched the fucking show.
He hugs them and cries all the fucking time. I dont have pics or gifs of him crying saved on my phone unfortunately but check out what I found in 5 SECONDS ON PINTEREST
EDIT here are some gifs posted by @dearmrshudson and @fandom-hoarder as reblogs to that horrible post:
I hate fandom wank and fighting and shit like that but this is so tiring. You can have your headcanons and write characters however you want but stop acting like something is objective canon when it isn't. Watch the fucking show if you're gonna base your whole blog around it.
I DIDNT TANK 15 SEASONS OF PSYCHIC DAMAGE FOR THIS
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