#abandon all hope

[crow-enthusiast]

death had the best entrance scene this, castiel had the best entrance scene that, WRONG

crowley immediately kissing a man for fun and profit

[leonelmolinari]

I've been practicing using the "Dream's End Come True" style to make ultrakill stuff

i think it turned out well :3

[twistedshipper]

Jo Harvelle in SUPERNATURAL | 5.10 Abandon All Hope

[moonandst4rs]

“It's you I welcome death with, As the world, as the world caves in”

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DEAN WINCHESTER X F!READER

WC: 1.1K

Summary: Dean and you lie in bed, preparing to face Lucifer tomorrow, (I'm awful at summaries)

Warnings / Content: Inspired by As the world caves in. no use of y/n, fluffy, slight angst, set in 5x10, "Abandon All Hope"

A/N: Trying to write more dialogue, let me know what you think ! Feel free to ask questions or simply chat. Any feedback and requests are welcome !! Reblogs and comments are very much appreciated <3

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The night was still, but there was an eerie tension in the air, the kind that weighed heavy on your chest, making it hard to breathe, suffocating you slowly. Tomorrow, everything could end. Tomorrow, you, Sam, Dean,, Ellen, Bobby, Cas and Jo were heading into a battle you weren’t sure anyone could survive. Lucifer. The devil himself. The thought of it was almost too much to bear, but there was no room for fear now. Not tonight.

In the darkened bedroom of Bobby’s home, Dean lay beside you, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, his brow furrowed in deep thought. The faint orange glow of the bedside lamp cast long shadows over his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw. He hadn’t said much since you got in bed. Sam and Cas were off doing their own thing, Ellen, Bobby and Jo were drinking, all preparing in their own ways. But here, it was just the two of you, blanketed in the fragile peace before the storm.

You rolled onto your side, watching him for a moment. His face was tense, the weight of what was coming pressing down on him more than usual. Dean was always the one carrying the burden, the one shouldering the impossible decisions, determined to keep fighting against all odds, but tonight…tonight felt heavier.

“You okay?” you whispered, your voice barely breaking the silence.

Dean let out a slow breath, his chest rising and falling like he was carrying the weight of the world in that single sigh. His hand found yours under the sheets, his calloused fingers brushing against your knuckles. “I don’t know,” he admitted, his voice low and rough. “I’ve been trying to figure out what to say…if there’s anything to say.”

You shifted closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. "We don’t have to talk about tomorrow. Not yet," you murmured, your fingers interlacing with his. "Tonight’s about us."

Dean’s jaw tightened, and for a moment, you weren’t sure if he’d let himself relax. He never did, hwas always so focused on the next fight, the next threat. But slowly, he turned his head, his green eyes meeting yours, softening in a way they rarely did.

“How do you do that?” he asked quietly, a small, almost sad smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Make me feel like everything’s not going to hell, even when we both know it is?”

You gave a soft laugh, though it didn’t quite reach your eyes. "I guess I’m just stubborn. Someone’s gotta keep you grounded."

He huffed a quiet laugh, shaking his head as he reached up to brush a thumb across your cheek. The tenderness in his touch made your heart ache. Dean wasn’t good with words, but his touch…it spoke volumes. “Yeah, well, I think I’ve been leaning on you too much,” he muttered, though there was no real weight to the words. “You deserve better than this mess.”

You shook your head and leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. He kissed you back, slow and deep, like he was trying to pour everything he couldn’t say into that moment. When you pulled back, you rested your forehead against his, your fingers lightly tracing the line of his jaw, over the light stubbled that caressed his face.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” you whispered, and you meant it. You’d made your choice a long time ago. This life, as dangerous and uncertain as it was, was where you belonged���with him, with Sam, with the family you found.

Dean’s hand came to rest on the small of your back, pulling you closer until you were practically lying on top of him. His lips brushed against your temple, then your forehead, in soft, lingering kisses. "You know," he murmured, his voice a little rougher now, "you make it real hard to be the tough guy."

You smiled softly against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your ear. “Good,” you whispered back. “You don’t always have to be the tough guy.”

He chuckled, but it was tinged with something deeper, something more vulnerable. “I’m not scared of tomorrow,” he said after a beat, his voice barely above a whisper, as if he didn’t want to admit it to himself. "Not for me. But for you…for Sam…for you all."

You tightened your hold on him, feeling the way his muscles tensed under your touch. “We’ll figure it out, Dean. We always do.”

He didn’t respond right away, just stared at the ceiling, his thumb idly tracing circles on your back. After a long silence, he finally spoke. “If this is it, if tomorrow…” He trailed off, swallowing hard. “I just want you to know—”

You cut him off, lifting your head to look into his eyes. "I know," you whispered, placing your hand over his heart. "I know, Dean."

His eyes searched yours, and for a moment, the weight of everything,the end of the world, Lucifer, the battles they’d fought and the ones they still had to face it all seemed to fade away. There was only the two of you, tangled up in each other, holding on to what little time you had left.

Dean leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a kiss that was softer than any words he could have spoken. It was full of everything he didn’t know how to say, everything he felt but couldn’t put into words. And you kissed him back, pouring all of your love, your hope, and your fear into that single moment, like it was the last chance you’d ever get.

When you finally pulled apart, you rested your head on his chest again, listening to the steady thrum of his heartbeat, grounding yourself in the sound of him. Dean’s hand slid up to cradle the back of your head, and for the first time that night, you felt him truly relax beneath you.

The world outside was falling apart, but here, in this bed, in this moment, none of it mattered. Tomorrow could wait. For tonight, it was just you and Dean, wrapped in each other, holding on to the quiet before the storm.

“I love you,” you whispered against his skin, your voice barely audible in the stillness of the room.

Dean tightened his hold on you, pressing his lips to your hair. “I love you, too,” he whispered back, his voice heavy with the weight of his words. And for tonight, being in Bobby's house with everyone he loved, you next to him, it was enough.

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[virtu4l-di4ry]

the og found family

[perfect-angelic-love]

How can he be so sexy without even trying it??! I mean it's a gift for sure! || S05E10 - Abandon all hope

Also I lowkey ship them together.

[spn-rewatch-ventzone]

Not the family photo! YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!! 😭😭

[shirtlesssammy]

Castiel every day so often -- 19/139

Supernatural 5x10//Abandon All Hope...

[astrylx]

Supernatural Liveblog - S.5 Ep.10 - Abandon All Hope

I feel awful today (which is wonderful), and I’m exhausted so there’s no better time to watch Supernatural. This lb probably will not contain the most cohesive thoughts or theories because my brain is foggy, but I hope it can still be enjoyed.

CROWLEY! Hi Crowley, I’m so incredibly thrilled to finally meet you!

I love his voice. The accent and the slight breathy quality to it. It’s kind of haunting in the best way.

Crowley calling out homophobia, I am pleased.

that’s a long ass fucking kiss. And there Castiel is like a fucking voyeur.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we got him.”

“It’s… going… down…” Misha Collins I love your Castiel acting choices.

Crowley definitely knows Cas is following him.

Oop, anti angel house!

Um, is he watching what I think he is?

JO! She’s such a badass, I adore her. Wait, they don’t seem to be trying or caring about saving the hosts anymore? I’m confused. Why? What changed?

I KNEW CROWLEY KNEW.

THE HARDY BOYS! Not going to lie, I’ve been comparing them to the Hardy Boys in my head this whole show.

The Colt looks different than it used to, or is that just me…

He’s killing the demons? He’s helping them? Interesting. Très intéressant…

Love the idea of demons rebelling against Lucifer. Love that it’s the demon based off of Aleister Crowley, founder of a belief system with a key concept of True Will.

“Yea you’re functioning moron… mor-“ Case in point, Dean Winchester. Case in point.

Making this thing way more simple than it is.

Sam trying to kill Crowley, I can’t…

“MORONS!” He’s starting to remind me of Bobby.

Ellen and Jo trying to make Cas tipsy…

Jared is so good looking this episode…

Dean don’t go flirt with Jo…

“Sweetheart is this is our last night on Earth then I am going to spend it with a little thing I call self respect.” BASED JO!

I love Cas this episode. I adore him. Him doing the little appearing thing? Love.

FUCK DID CAS JUST RUN INTO LUCIFER- He better be okay.

The vessel is falling apart because Lucifer is too much to be contained by Nick. That’s why he wants Sam. Fast. Now. I wouldn’t be shocked if aspects of this was his ploy to get Sam here. Sam, his true vessel who can contain him. Before Nick fully gives out.

Cas being so loyal to the Winchesters, I adore him, I could say so much about him.

Lucifer trying to manipulate Cas. The thing is, they were cast out for different reasons. They are not the same. Cas does not care. He is loyal to the Winchesters and to the things he has come to believe in.

Meg! Love to see her.

Hellhounds. Fuck. Also, the immediate fear in Dean’s eyes- the way he tries to force a smile and it immediately fails- I want more of this, I want more Dean hell trauma. We haven’t been given enough. It’s just kind of brushed over.

Jo is going to die. Can’t say I’m fully shocked… not happy though.

Sam looks near broken here…

Dean trying not to fall apart. He doesn’t have time to. It’s really sad to see, especially as he’s pushed into the macho masculine role in this show. He’s forced into being a protector, shoving down his emotions, and treating his emotions as weak or “girlish”

More horsemen! I was waiting for them!

Jo is going to sacrifice herself- This fucking hurts my soul. Ellen especially, she’s breaking me. She has to watch her child kill herself. In part for her. And this moment between Jo and Dean- I’ve loved their relationship this whole show…

Ellen is going to sacrifice herself as well? Fuck me- this episode might be the breaking point where I actually get teary eyed.

Jo dying in her mother’s arms… Ellen convincing herself to go on, being interrupted by the hellhounds-

Holy shit.

He’s not dead. I know this show. I also know there is no way in hell it was that easy, and if it was, this show would suck major ass.

Also the gun kills demons, not angels. I don’t… do they not realize that they’re missing something here…?

See, I was right.

I like the detail of the mark on his forehead.

Lucifer detailing when Sam will say yes, and it’s exactly the circumstance of the End time. Yikes…

The eye roll I just did, not the father and brother shit again- I mean I was expecting it but-

Cas freeing himself like a bad bitch, I adore him.

Please tell me Jo and Ellen didn’t die for nothing :/

Fuck this shit.

Bobby burning the photo, I hate it here.

Castiel, thank you for making this episode enjoyable even though it tore at my heart. You’re a real one. I appreciate you.

[marginofthought]

Smiling through the pain and all that...

[hexedwinchester]

Supernatural S05E10 Abandon All Hope...

Anyone else notice Sam striking a pose in the background when Dean on the phone talking with Cas? 🤣🤣

Ah! A Ben Edlund episode. In all honesty his episodes have not been my favourite but this one is good

Dean to Sam on his doubts about demon: Sam Winchester having trust issues with a demon.

Fuck you very much, Dean!

See Lucifer here is so scary and not that goofy shit from later seasons

The whole Jo and Ellen scene is so sad. The worse is Jo dies before the bomb goes off

[littlebluejaydraws]

-I'll die first -I suppose you will

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[ivebeensetonfire]

Abandon All Hope, Ye Who Enter Here

Famously, the writing above the gates of Hell in the Divine Comedy. Been thinking about this recently, and I realized there is, ironically, profound hope to be found in these words. The gates of Hell, both the lair and the prison of the sworn enemy of God and of all of his creations, is the place of weeping and gnashing of teeth. The eternal separation from all that is good and kind. This place must ask you to give up the hope you have. In its very messaging, in the attempt to intimidate and bereave its captives, the facade is revealed. Hell cannot take your hope from you. You must give it up. Even by walking into the realm of torment and suffering, hope must be sacrificed. It can never be taken from you, never extinguished. If even Hell cannot hold mastery over your hope, how much less can the evils of this world? You always will have hope within you.

[spn20rewatch]

Season 5, Episode 10: Abandon All Hope (January 21st)

Sam and Dean track down the Colt and go after Lucifer. -Super-wiki

Originally aired on: November 19th, 2009

Written by Ben Edlund, directed by Phil Sgriccia.

Fun fact: "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here."

Have fun watching the episode, and tag any posts with #spn20rewatch!

[1cebittentwicehigh]

[thebeautyofspn]

5x10 Abandon All Hope...