#John Winchester

[takeyourprecioustime]

Needed to fill up my sketchbook (don’t ask why Dean isn’t there :))

[lightofraye]

It's Wednesday!

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays!

[atticwifesam]

when they look at sam and have non-con in their eyes 🫶

[dreamytfw]

Dean's siren is endlessly fascinating to me. And I'm not talking about the very surface level "OMG DEAN'S SIREN WAS A GUY" baby's first queer reading here. According to the siren (which, let's all remember, has 0 reason to lie about this), what Dean wanted was his hero-worshipping kid brother back. What I think is extremely interesting, though, is at no point does the siren ever act like Sam at all. Nor do they ever act like Dean's caricature of Sam that we get a glimpse at in Tall Tales.

What makes me go fucking feral is the siren acts like Dean. Which is wild because we're told and shown over and over again that Dean fucking hates himself and thinks he's obnoxious to be around. But based on the way the siren acts, it's very clear that Dean doesn't want a whole separate person with their own feelings, thoughts, autonomy, etc. What Dean wants is someone who likes all the same things he likes, does stuff to boost his ego, and never challenges him or his world view. What Dean wants, as it turns out, is a good little soldier.

I wonder if that speaks to his understanding of family and familial dynamics and certain cycles and things that get perpetuated in those cycles at all!!!

[noybusiness]

Yeah, exactly. Who cares if it's been a couple of years, bring them back!

look, everyone on supernatural dies and gets resurrected. sam died twice. cas three times. dean, over a hundred. even the car got raptured to heaven and back. now it’s the prequel’s turn.

[coca-colas-truck-driver]

john didnt notice at first, and dean doesnt remember if that encouraged him to continue or not. sams pacifier had been lost in the fire, the baby scared and crying in dean’s arms as he held him while his father tried to explain what he saw to the firefighters. john had sounded like a blubbering mess of a man, sounded mad as he told them about how his wife had been pinned to the ceiling, her white night dress stained with her blood and guts. while dean craddled sam in his small arms, watched his baby brother’s face go from being wrinkled up in anguish to a soft and sweet expression of contentment at being offered dean’s own small thumb. dean had giggled, cooing at his younger brother like he’d done when tucking him in bed with mom.

itd continued after that night, john being too preoccupied, for the short time they still lived in that house, with staying up and doing rounds around the house. checking the salt lines around the doors and windows, and drawing symbols on the walls and floors to ward away whatever he could find a deterrent for.

dean doesnt remember those days well, remembers a few nights of staying up with his father while sammy slept cradled in his lap, stirring every time dean tried to take his thumb away.

by the time john realized, it was only a year or so later, muttering something about how its good he’s taking care of sam. it had made dean smile to himself, smoothing the chestnut hair.

but by the time sam was four, it wasnt as cute. john was starting to make comments about how sam wouldnt of even had a pacifier this long, furrowed eyebrows and narrowed eyes looking down at his eldest son as he told him to quit that “sissy” shit.

dean had stopped doing it where john could see, retreating to the dark shadows of the backseat of the impala, sam in the middle seat next to him with his head on dean’s shoulder. sam wouldnt be able to sleep even though he’d just been out like a light forty five minutes ago before john woke them up to leave, whispering under the loud rattle of music shaking from the speakers sam would tell dean “just till i fall asleep?”

dean would oblige, sneaking his hand around sam’s shoulders and nudging his thumb against his little brother’s mouth. sam would open, sucking softly at the rough pad of dean’s thumb. sam would be out in less than a minute, rocked to sleep by john speeding down an empty highway. dean would smile, wiping sam’s spit off on sam’s pajama shirt as his nose wrinkled up.

it continued well after sam started school, his baby brother nudging his chin against dean’s palm once they’ve laid down for the night in scratchy, stained sheets on top of a lumpy mattress. dean would make any kind noise that wouldn’t disturb their dad in the bed beside their’s, and sam would take it as affirmation. pink lips would wrap around the base of his thumb before sammy’s eyelids would flutter shut. he continued the practice of pulling his thumb away after sam fell asleep. the kid was getting older, and they should of quit it years ago. john already hadnt approved of the habit when sam’s mouth wasnt the only thing making puberty extra hard for dean.

by the time dean was sixteen, he was still letting sam suck on his thumb to go sleep. only now, sam would lay down on his stomach, cheek pressed against dean’s knee as the boy blinked up at him.

it was dean’s own fault, he’d offered sam his thumb when they were watching some cartoon and instead of taking a nap like dean thought he would have, sam had let dean practically hold his head up with his palm while he suckled on the calloused thumb.

dean offered sam the remote, carding his fingers through sam’s hair as his little brother propped himself up on his elbows to scroll through the channels. he picked some action movie, and dean chuckled as he took the remote back from sam when offered, setting it on the side table behind his head.

dean readjusted before sam settled back in, the back of his neck dug into the armrest of the couch, but he barely noticed as sam laid back between his legs, lips parting around a silent, contended sigh as dean slid his middle and ring finger in. sam wrapped his lips around the second knuckles, his tongue subconsciously tracing the seam between the two digits as his half-lidded eyes looked over to the television.

dean didnt pay attention to the explosions and repetitive sound of guns firing, focused on the way sam would occasionally readjust the way his mouth was sucking. he could see it as much as he could feel it, his soft pink tongue taking up too much room as he swallowed the spit that had collected in his mouth when he was in a daze before he’d blush a little more. dean would pet his hair occasionally, barely having to focus on not letting his blood rush south. it was like muscle memory at this point around his little brother.

sam would gnaw softly, barely paying attention, and dean would hiss every time his teeth dug in a little too much. sam would run his tongue over the base of his fingers, eyebrows drawn together in a silent apology. it made dean feel dirty, pulling his fingers out of his baby brother’s mouth as he wiped his fingers off on the shoulder of sam’s shirt. “lunch time, kiddo?”

[disabled-dean]

Happy Holiday Literotica <3 Chapters 3 & 4 Live now!

[boykjng]

supernatural (2005-2020) / old yeller (1956)

inspired by x

[cten0phora]

supernatural is the best depiction of an abusive parent-child relationship i’ve seen. yes, my father made me fucking hate myself. yes, i still love him. and yes, it destroys me.

[biggentlemenking]

Sam must have felt so insecure in his life, having near him just his brother and father.

And since Dean is older and more docile, he and John must have been closer, or at least have appeared that way to Sam.

They have much more in common between each other than with Sam. John probably spends more time with Dean, talks more with Dean, and especially they talk about the same things.

It always makes me so sad to think about because even among the few people Sam is close to in his whole life he wouldn't feel completely accepted and understood. (You know, what friends at that age are for)

[nuturalsuper]

highschool dean using dating apps to hookup with guys way older than him until one time he gets catfished. he agrees to meet up with this guy at a motel room on the other side of whichever town they're currently at, only to see john inside.

dean tries to apologise and lie about how it was all a misunderstanding but johns pants are already unzipped and hes motioning for him to come closer

[filmesbrazil]

[boypussysam]

shout out to jeffrey dean morgan for having in his cv the two most incestuous and pedophile characters in the story of tv: john winchester and negan smith.

[spnfanficpond]

November 2024 Angel Fish Awards

(Angel Fish design by @slytherkins!!)

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words. (Click here to learn more about how to nominate a fic for an award!)

Nominated by @leatafandom

The Oldest Trick In The Book by woundlingus (AO3)

I love Loki/Gabriel and this story was perfect. Their dynamic is just wonderful in this story. The playfulness, the baiting, the taunting, and so hot. It is truly fantastic

Of His Own Volition Day 14 and 18 by @masoena

The art is fantastic and story compliments it so well and was such a good read. Demon Dean and BloodFreak Sam are always a favorite of mine but the slow build of Demon Dean breaking Sam and training him until Sam comes to him was simply masterful. Just magnificently written.

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Nominated by @heavenssexiestangel

His Faithful Love by @samanddean76

I'm nominating it because first: it's Gadreel/Dean, omegaverse, AND it has many of my preferred stuff. This all made me pick to be its artist. I'm also nominating it because it's very well written and I loved the little hints we got at their future together. My favorite scene was when they finally met, and the subsequent love scene - the trust and love and care was so much!!!!

What Do You Want? by bbvhrla (AO3)

Alastair/Dean is one of my fave rareships and I wish the writer had written more of this to be honest because aaaah it's amazing! I love how manipulative Alastair is honestly.

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Nominated by @ladylilithprime

Lost Long Ago (All Coming Back To Me Now) by @rodiniaorzetalthepenguin

It's a rarepair with a plausible canon divergence, a fix-it, a showing of how awesome and worthy of care Sam is, and I just love it, okay?! *flails*

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Nominated by @mariekoukie6661

Raking Leaves by @cloverhighfive

It was so cute! Very fluffy!!

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Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Seduction at the Disco by @rizlowwritessortof

Riz is so good at humanizing even the most loathsome characters to show us their depths without being an apologist. Who doesn't wanna fuck *that guy* on occasion, even if he's a jerk, and who's to say it wouldn't be enjoyable and emotionally gratifying? I enjoyed the heck out of this.

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Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis

A House, the Puppy, and Everything by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

This story is cute and adorable and painful and sad all at the same time. Adorable Weechesters, too adult and responsible for his age Dean, innocent and cute with the puppy eyes Sam, and the painful reality that presses the weight the world on Dean's shoulders. This killed me in all the best ways!!! *ugly sobbing fades into the distance*

(Divider by @glygriffe)

THANK YOU ALL, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

- From your Admins and Manta Rays, @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @thoughtslikeaminefield, @heavenssexiestangel, and @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes!

[hacked-wtsdz]

I love early seasons supernatural aesthetics so much. The isolated highways, funky motel rooms, neon signs, shiny guns and shiny cars, leather jackets, old books, through a film camera lens in seasons one and two, makes for such a specific atmosphere. It transfers the isolation Sam and Dean experience so well, cramped into the seats of a 67’ Chevy impala, claustrophobically un-alone while individually lonely. The nasty, sometimes created with horrible special effects, monsters really do look monstrous, unsettling more than outright terrifying. With yellow eyes, in dirty clothes, glitching and pale. The whole colour palette is grey-ish and cold, you almost feel the contrasted darkness, the distrust, the nagging belief that something wicked may be hiding behind every corner, behind every corner of your own self as well. Idk. The blood looks dark, the sulfur looks sickeningly yellow, the skin looks unnaturally pale. It’s all so horror-coded, and gives such an atmosphere of instability in your own existence in the world, which aligns with the themes of the seasons. This atmosphere, to me, makes it a better horror show than if it had had better special effects and scarier monsters. Because the horrifying is in the daily existence, in how you are, rather than what you face.