#but all of this was post s15

[hauntedorpheum]

i am against spn reboot on principle, but i had a vision of a one special episode where they called all the cast back for one motw episode that happens post finale and fixes all that shit, but more importantly since the episode was made by a streaming service they were given a lot of liberty, and of course the two things they decided to add was 1) actual curse words and 2) dean smokes. And it was like understood that these two things always happened before we just didn't see it (ghostbusters episode). Anyway, all this is to said that the image i had of dean standing near the impala in a shitty motel with a cigarette with sam and cas casually getting out a lighter for him was very important and i need it to happen irl

[nyc-pizza-rat]

dean saying love can get crazier than that is insane to me. he's never been obsessed with anyone in his life (that we see on screen! like!!! if destiel not real). even when he is with Lisa, it's such a quiet relationship. it's like. ideal and easy and quiet he is not obsessed with her. arguably he was a little bit obsessed with Cassie but again. what crazier than resurrecting your dead boyfriend into a zombie thing did he ever do with her lmao. so insane to me.

i know they usually make him say the movie hero lines because he is the movie hero of the show and he's just supposed to do that. just like how he's supposed to know how to talk to women (he doesn't. you know how I feel about this. im not gonna elaborate.) and also how he's supposed to sleep with said women and how everyone's supposed to find him attractive etc etc etc. and like even if they had intent, i just think!!!! it was insane that they did it!!! and GOT AWAY WITH IT!! like do you remember when s14 was airing. do you remember how destiel being canon was still taboo??? do you remember how they did that and kept calling you crazy??

[sexynetra]

She’s so me for real

[dreamytfw]

Dean's emotional abuse is so interesting because he literally doesn't know any better. Not in a "🥺 poor bby he's so hurt and lonely it's not his fault" kind of way. Cannot stress enough that is NOT what I'm doing here. He's still responsible for the things he says and does to others. A tragic past does not absolve people of the abuse they do to others.

What I'm talking about is how he basically had no models for any type of healthy relationship while growing up. You really think John "almost all of my former allies have threatened to kill me if they ever saw me again" Winchester taught that boy how to communicate and deal with his feelings in a healthy way?? Hell no. And we know that John kept a strangle-hold on Dean into his mid-20s (we learned that in the pilot). And he had, what? Just under 2 years away from John before he signed his own death warrant to save Sam's life? During which he was grieving the loss of his dad, trying to process his survivor's guilt, trying to deal with the mindfuck that is "btw your little brother? The one I told you to always look out for even if it meant putting yourself in danger? Well, he might be the antichrist and you may have to kill him kay thanx byeeee" John left him with, and trying to figure out what the hell Azazel was doing and how to kill him. And then, after he got back from Hell, dude was being Apocalypse edged for, like, 11 years straight.

He literally did not have the time, energy, or any sort of emotional capacity to learn that you don't show care for others by yelling at them, trying to control everything they do, and manipulating them into obedience. So while the things he does to Sam, Cas, and later Jack are bad, sometimes bordering on horrendous, that root of Dean genuinely not knowing that he shouldn't do that shit to people he cares about is a fascinating aspect of his motivations from a viewer's POV.

[coureirsix]

seeing people who aren't past kripkenatural in 2024 is so. well firstly it's wild but then also like. they dont even know.

[destinysbounty]

Hey remember that one flashback scene from season 15 episode 13 "A Sinister Shadow"? The one with Lloyd remembering how he, uh....reacted to Harumi's death? And what he did amidst the rubble?

Oh no I don't have anything interesting to say about it. But if I have to be reminded of it, then I'm taking you all down with me! Misery loves company, after all :)

[deans-baby-momma]

The Hunter and The Sheriff - Chapter 2

As soon as he was done chopping the head off of the last vampire, Dean knew what he needed to do.

He and his brother had just obliterated a nest of 15 vampires but it hadn't been easy. He had narrowly avoided getting shoved into a piece of rebar sticking out of a support beam in the seedy and dilapidated barn. Something that would've been fatal.

Dropping Sam back at the Bunker, Dean pointed the Impala northeast. It would take him eight hours but he needed to go, he needed her.

Never in his life had he felt this way, this pull to another person. Even with Lisa, he’d never felt this way; the need, the want, the desire to be in their presence.

But Donna wasn't Lisa. No, Donna knew the intricate parts of his life, his job. She knew that no news was good news so he didn't feel obliged to give her a call to update her all the time.

Not like with Lisa. Lisa always wanted to know his every location, his every move. Yes, she knew about his job seeing as Dean is the one that saved her son from the Changeling that was terrorizing her town but the constant checking in and her incessant need to know every detail of his days. It was overwhelming and made her unattractive.

It killed their relationship before it really began.

But Donna wasn't like that. She understood the life. Probably better than anyone ever had. Except Sam.

Dean didn't even bother calling Donna to tell her he was heading her way, he didn't have to. Their arrangement wasn't like that.

She hadn't alerted him before she showed up at the Bunker three months ago. Didn't mean he wasn'ts exhilarated to see her. And he proved it when Sam went out for some hippy-dippy show across town.

He'd fucked her on almost every surface in the underground shelter in appreciation.

He knows when he doesn't see her vehicle in the driveway that she's still at work. That's okay though; Donna had given him a key to the door.

So after parking Baby in the garage, he grabs his duffel, hoping there's at least one clean set of clothes in there because, honestly, he doesn't remember the last time he changed it out.

He gets in with no problem and heads straight to the shower. He's dirty, sweaty and stinky.

He is standing under the shower, reveling in the fantastic water pressure when something catches his attention. A sound that he can't quite decipher.

But then the curtain is ripped open and he smiles at what he sees. Donna fucking Hanscum stands in front of the hunter, completely nude with a blinding smile on her face.

“Hey-a! This is a great surprise,” she says as she steps into the stall with Dean, her hand rubbing up his arm, across his shoulder and cups the side of his head.

“Wanted to come see my girl,” Dean says as he leans into her touch.

Donna's legs are wrapped around his hips and her back is pressed into the shower wall as he rails into her, his dick spearing her cervix. Her moans are music to his ears.

Neither of them pay any mind that the water has turned frigid, the heat from both of their bodies keeping the lovers warm.

Dean can feel his end approaching but he staves it off because he can feel that Donna is right there: right on the precipice of one of the best orgasms of her life.

He slips a hand between them and starts rubbing her bud.

“Come on D,” he murmurs. “Let go. You're right there baby. That tight pussy is squeezing me so hard. Cum for me.”

He leans back and watches as the blonde’s eyes roll back and her body tenses. Then he feels it. Her warm juices coat his cock and splash against his groin.

Donna goes limp but Dean is ready for it, he knew she would lose all cognition after a climax that strong; he holds her tight, slowing his thrusts until she regain consciousness.

As soon as her blue eyes open, he smiles. “There's my pretty girl. You okay?”

“Oophta. I think I died,” Donna says with a giggle.

“Nah, sweetheart you just squirted,” Dean explains. “Was that your first time?”

“You betcha. It was……awesome!”

Dean smiles and kisses her lips. “Let's see if I can get you to do it again.”

He begins pounding into her willing body again, his fingers massaging and gently squeezing her quivering clit.

Unfortunately Dean meets his end before he can accomplish what he sat out to do but only because Donna starts whispering complete filth in his ear and he can't hold it in.

“Come on, Dean give me all that cock. God it feels good to be stretched around your dick.”

“Fucking my brains out takes on a whole new meaning when Dean Winchester is inside you. Fill me up baby. Shoot all that cum deep inside my cunt.”

“Maybe later we could play around with some of my toys? Oh you like that? Umph! Wanna fuck me with my pink dildo?”

“Oh god Dean! Please fill me up!”

Dean thrusts in to the hilt as he feels his cum explode from his body and floods Donna's pussy.

They laugh together as they both clean up in water that feels like it was piped in straight from Antarctica.

Once out of the shower, they dry off and both fall into bed completely nude and go to sleep.

The next morning Donna wakes to an empty bed. Or so she thought until she feels Dean's tongue flicking her clit.

“Good morning to me!” she exclaims as she looks down to see a tuft of spiky brown hair between her thighs.

Dean hums against her then sucks the nub into his lips.

Donna reaches down and spreads her labia to give him better access to her most intimate area.

Dean takes his right hand from her thigh and inserts a finger as he continues lavishing her clit with the most sinful attention

Hearing her moans and gasps spurs Dean on and he quickly adds another digit to the mix; scissoring her open until he could add a third.

Donna is vibrating from his ministrations, her body shuddering from the pleasure.

“Fuck!” Dean exclaims, taking his mouth off of her and looking down. “I've got my whole damn fist in your pussy Don! God damn! That's hot.”

Donna whimpers but doesn't say anything as she begins undulating her hips.

“You want me to fuck you with my fist? See if I can get my arm in there?”

“Umhmm,” Donna moans, her bottom lip trapped by her teeth.

Dean begins pumping his wrist and flexing his fingers and goes back to nibbling on the soppy cunt in front of him.

He had never met anyone that would even consider this. He didn't think it was possible but as he uncurls his fingers and plays with Donna's inside walls, he was glad that it's Donna who allowed it.

She was a friend, a colleague, an ally.

His dick strains against the mattress as he listens to Donna's moans of pleasure and satisfaction.

He grazes her clit with his teeth and Donna springs up to a sitting position, trapping his wrist underneath her.

“Holy shit!”

“You like that?” Dean smiles up at her, his lips wet with her arousal.

“Yea,” Donna says dreamily.

“I'm glad and I'll do it again,” he tells her. “But baby, you're breaking my wrist.”

“Oh!” Donna says as she realizes what she’s done. She lies back and Dean reluctantly withdraws from her body.

As he rubs his wrist with his other hand, he shifts off the end of the mattress. Before he gets too far, he is surprised when Donna drops to her knees on the floor and takes his cock in her hand.

“I've never thought this about any others, but you got the prettiest dick ever, Winchester. I just want to eat it up.”

Dean can't help but chuckle. “What's stopping ya darlin’?”

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[vanlegion]

Pay it Forward

Grif taught Carolina how to relax. So obviously, she's going to repay that . . . in her own special way.

Remember Eproth's really awesome fake April Fools trailer called RVB Heros? Aside from how amazingly badass that was, there's a three second scene that shows Carolina and Simmons doing hand to hand combat, and I for one just thought that was like, the best. Anywho, I just think they should hang out. They can vent together over having shitty Dads with expectations too high that only lead to disappointment, anger management issues, and not listening to their partners.

[julie-finlay]

Finlay Friday

13x08: “CSI on Fire”, script extracts. Pt. 4/4.

[4giorno]

uhhhhhhh any tv moments that match up to cas running for his life carrying jacks body transitioning into THAT new intro card? no? i didnt think so

[dennistakesamentalhealthday]

jasper when the gang carries a corpse up a mountain ending

[catsconflictscopicsandchamomile]

ooh ooh ok! I've got this, I've been keeping track

s16 started in January 2021 with the first Jensen Ackles Soldier Boy reveal. It ran til abt April and then went on mostly-hiatus for a solid year, picking back up ~late spring 2022, running through The Boys s3 and ending in August. s17 picked up almost immediately with the first episode of SPNWIN in October 2022, and ran over a year on a pretty classic spn airing schedule, covering the SPNWIN, Gotham Knights, and Good Omens s2, ending with the The Boys: Gen V finale last November. s18 started a couple weeks ago with the release of the new Taylor Swift album, Gay Firefighters, Dead Boy Detectives, and Balls Deep Destiel. It will run at LEAST through the ending of The Boys s4, so wrapping up in late July or early August, again AT THE EARLIEST.

so tldr s16 ended in august 2022, s17 was an absolute disaster(complimentary), we're just starting s18

“Supernatural season 16 keeps going!” My brother in Christ we are balls deep in at least season 18 by now

[stupidsexygrizzop]

relistening to episode 130 after knowing what happens in season 15 activates the part of my brain that wants to just

[perplexed-angel]

Wstching s14 is wild cause in my head it's set in 2013/14 NOT 2018

[deansbeer]

★ SUNSETS, SOMBREROS, & SURPRISES // birthday boy edition.

SYNOPSIS. you surprise dean with a getaway to mexico for his birthday, complete with heartfelt gifts, a sunset stroll, and life-changing news.

WARNING(S). birthday fluff | f!reader | implied sex | post-sex cuddles | alcohol consumption | heartfelt declarations of love I mild strong language I dean's fear of flying (related to S1 EP4 of supernatural).

-> if i missed a warning, please do let me know !

KARI'S NOTES. happy bday to baby boy <3 he deserves everything in the entire world, and i believe (in my head) he is very much alive + living his best life after giving up hunting because S15 never happened. anyway! i hope u enjoy this, which was just sitting there in my notes all day <333

DEAN WINCHESTER'S birthday had always been a quiet affair—if it was celebrated at all. most years, it was just a beer, maybe a piece of pie if he was lucky, and maybe sam would remember to say something. it wasn't that he didn't appreciate the effort when it happened; it just wasn't something he was used to. birthdays were just days, right? another year older, another year spent fighting the good fight.

but this year, you weren't having it.

you'd been planning this trip for weeks, keeping everything under wraps as best as you could. it wasn't easy; dean had a way of sniffing out surprises, especially when it came to you. but somehow, you managed to keep him in the dark.

so when you told him—casually, over breakfast—that you had booked a trip for the two of you, his fork froze halfway to his mouth.

"a trip?" he repeated, brows furrowing.

you smiled, taking a sip of your coffee. "yep. two weeks, just you and me. no cases, no monsters, no bunker. just… us."

he gave you a suspicious look. "where?"

"mexico," you said, watching his reaction carefully.

dean blinked. "mexico?"

"mexico," you confirmed, grinning.

he set his fork down, leaning back in his chair. "and how exactly are we getting there? because i know baby's not built for that kinda trip."

you tried not to laugh. "we're flying."

his face immediately twisted into a grimace. "oh, hell no."

"dean—"

"nope. not happening. i'm not getting on a plane."

you sighed, reaching across the table to take his hand. "you survived it once, didn't you? besides, this isn't a hunt. it's a vacation. you have me with you the whole time, and i promise, nothing's gonna happen."

he stared at you, his jaw clenching like he was trying to come up with another excuse. but you gave him that look—the one that always made him cave—and he finally sighed, muttering, "fine. but if i die, i'm haunting your ass."

you laughed, squeezing his hand. "deal."

the flight itself was… tense. dean was on edge the entire time, gripping the armrests like the plane was about to fall out of the sky. you spent most of the flight holding his hand, rubbing soothing circles into his palm, and distracting him with small talk. by the time you landed, he seemed a little less tense, but he still muttered something about never doing this again as you grabbed your bags.

but once you stepped outside and felt the warm sun on your face, all of his complaints seemed to melt away. the two of you made your way to the hotel, checked in, and by the time you reached your room, dean was actually beaming.

the room was beautiful—large windows overlooking the ocean, a king-sized bed, and a balcony where you could hear the waves crashing in the distance. it was perfect.

"damn, sweetheart," dean said, dropping his bag and whistling low. "you really went all out, huh?"

"only the best for you, birthday boy," you teased, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind.

he turned in your arms, pulling you close. "you didn't have to do all this."

"i wanted to," you said simply, standing on your tiptoes to kiss him.

the rest of the evening you both spent it enjoying each other. after some steamy sex that left both of you tangled in the sheets, you laid together, the warm breeze from the open balcony door cooling your skin. dean had an arm draped over you, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your shoulder as you rested your head on his chest.

"this is nice," he murmured, his voice low and content.

"yeah," you agreed, your fingers brushing over the ridges of his abs.

you had two surprises planned for him, but you decided to start with the one you knew he'd love.

the next evening, after a lazy morning spent in bed and a quick swim in the hotel pool, you and dean got ready to head out to a restaurant you'd researched weeks ago.

dean had noticed you staying up late in the bunker, your laptop open and your brow furrowed in concentration. he'd assumed it was for a hunt, maybe some research sam had roped you into. but now, he realized it had all been for this.

as you stepped into the restaurant, dean was immediately greeted by a group of staff who placed a large, brightly decorated sombrero on his head. you'd called ahead, asking if they could do something special for his birthday, and they'd certainly delivered.

he looked ridiculous, but the grin on his face was worth it.

"you planned this too?" he asked, glancing at you as he adjusted the sombrero.

"of course," you said, smiling. "it's your birthday, baby. i wanted it to be special."

the two of you spent the evening laughing, eating some of the best food dean had ever tasted, and him having a few drinks. you even ordered for him in spanish, your fluency leaving him both impressed and—if the look in his eyes was anything to go by—more than a little turned on.

"damn," he said after you helped him pronounce something on the menu. "never thought i'd find spanish sexy, but here we are."

you laughed, shaking your head. "glad i could surprise you."

later, as the two of you walked along the beach, the sun dipping below the horizon in a blaze of orange and pink, dean seemed more relaxed than you'd seen him in years. he was barefoot, his flip-flops dangling from his fingers, and his other hand was firmly clasped in yours.

you wore a long white summer dress, the fabric fluttering in the breeze, and dean couldn't stop stealing glances at you.

"you look beautiful, darlin'," he said softly, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

you smiled, your cheeks warming. "you don't look so bad yourself, my love."

when you reached a pair of deck chairs, you both sat down, dean immediately pulling his closer to yours. his hands rested on your thighs, his touch warm and grounding as he stared out at the ocean.

you took the opportunity to pull out the first gift—a small envelope with his name written on the front in your neat cursive.

"what's this?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as you handed it to him.

"open it and find out," you said, grinning.

he carefully tore it open, pulling out the letter and saw tickets inside. his eyes widened as he read the letter, and by the time he got to the tickets, his jaw had dropped.

"no fucking way," he breathed, staring at the words 'Metallica VIP' printed on the tickets.

"yes way," you said, laughing.

"you're serious?" he asked, looking at you like he couldn't believe it.

"dead serious. we're going as soon as we get back."

he was quiet for a moment, his eyes misting over as he looked back at the tickets. then he set them down and pulled you into his arms, kissing you all over your face.

"you're amazing, baby," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

you laughed, brushing a tear from his cheek. "you deserve it, dean. you deserve everything."

he shook his head, his smile soft. "i don't know what i did to deserve you."

you leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. "you're you. that's enough."

after a moment, you pulled back, reaching behind you for the second gift.

"there's one more thing," you said, your voice growing a little shaky.

dean frowned slightly, his brows furrowing. "what more could you possibly—"

you held out the pregnancy test, your hands trembling slightly.

"i'm pregnant, baby," you said softly, your eyes searching his face.

for a moment, he just stared at you, his mouth opening and closing like he was trying to find the right words. then a slow smile spread across his face, and he let out a choked laugh.

"you're serious?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

you nodded, tears streaming down your face. "yeah. i'm serious."

he let out a shaky breath, pulling you into his arms and spinning you around. you squealed, clinging to him as he laughed, his joy infectious.

when he finally set you down, he cupped your face in his hands, pressing a kiss to your forehead, your nose, and finally your lips.

"thank you," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "thank you for… everything."

you smiled, resting your forehead against his. "happy birthday, my love."

that night, you celebrated with champagne — he drank one for you and himself — laughter, and the quiet promise of a future filled with love.

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[tiktaalic]

s1 dean: it's not gay to suck a dick or three or ten you're just making sure you're not gay

s2 dean: getting notes from my team that sometimes it is gay to suck a dick . i would like to formally announce that i never did that. and i never would.and also i'm masc. i'm masc. i'm literally masc.

s3 dean: too busy with dying to think about being gay i'm pretty sure.

s4 dean: really enjoying that cas is unaware of social norms so that dean can oscillate between preening when he teaches him how to be a man (+1 masculinity for being more of a man than cas +1 masculinity for being so much of a man that you can teach others how to do it) and. taking advantage of the no social norms thing to rationalize his OWN behavior with cas because he knows cas isn't going to call him on it not being normal which MAKES it normal because there is no one to refute that.

s5 dean: much of the same but there are now emotional stakes in play because they Are friends he is now Emotionally attached in a real way to this man he was engaging in one way gay chicken with.

s6 dean: mfw my brother tells me to be normal so i marry a woman. ratchets him all the way back to i have never liked a man and i never will.

s7 dean: very similar emotionally to endverse dean / s14 dean in my mind. kind of in the same place as s6 dean but crucially s6 dean was sad and wet and s7 dean is walled off and apathetic. attraction to men does not factor into his worldview.

s8 dean: he literally was in a foxhole with benny and got a spraytan and had a gay thing. this man begrudgingly puts one (1) rainbow ornament on his christmas tree after sending out christmas cards of him embracing another man while their gay ass dog sits at their feet. the sticking point HERE is "cas doesn't feel stuff like that".

s9 dean: We Cannot Get Into All That but. they literallyyyyyyyyy had to make cas sleep with a woman and get banished forever to sidestep The Implications. which are. dean winchester would fuck the gay angel given the FIRST opportunity. i'd probably fuck cas but my brother is dying so idrc about that rn. etc. this is a man who is conscious of his attraction to 1) men and 2) cas and WOULD act on it given the chance.

s10 dean: this is where it gets love triangle-y with crowley and cas. this is because dean DID fuck crowley and WANTS to fuck cas. textually. this is where he stands. moc dean has sex with men and doesnt care because hes normal. POST moc dean is like. the same sex attraction was a metaphor to show that i was evil and corrupted by the mark.

s11 dean: i'll be honest. i remember fuck all about season 11.

s12 dean: his mom is around which means he will not be out. this is also. iirc? where dabb gets his grubby little showrunning hands on things. which of course. means dabbification. which of COURSE. means destiel eating plain toast and raising a baby domestically. which. of course. translates to dean using cas as a girlfriend stand in. which. imo. is reflected in dean's mindset. like s12 dean is aware that cas is the most important person in his life, and he is not interested in deviating from that formula with a woman at all.

s13 dean: gay man realizing the love of his life is dead and he never said or did anything -> gay man whose love of his life comes back so he doesnt have to grapple with the consequences of never saying anything and they can jump back into pseudo relationship.

s14 dean: this is a gay man coparenting with a gay man and telling his father that he has a family. has accepted his fate as a life long ambiguous bachelor who lives with a man and sometimes sleeps in his bed nonsexually. very much dead inside staring down the barrel of throwing himself on a grenade does not have Time to push the boundaries of his relationship.

s15 dean: too many twists and turns to get into in the stinger of a post.