#it just flared up after my first uni rejection and I sort of stopped enjoying things outside of the stuff I am forever tied to

[kissingthebeehive]

Hard to tell what I'm obsessed with because I recently realized I'm depressed again LOL

[cin-dy-moon]

chasing waterfalls || LITG tai

In which we get some more details when my MC, Minji, had some alone time with Tai on their first date.

Rated: Mature… I wanted to write more details of the infamous waterfall scene… why? Because my MC and I deserve it.

Background on my MC: Minji Song, 24, 5′6″, marine conservationist trying to research ways to prevent further coral bleaching, came to the UK from Korea to study (but she lived in the US for 8 years in her childhood).

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Minji breezed through her dates. They were fine, but like her whole time thus far, nothing that truly grabbed her attention. The whole time, her thoughts were flooded with him. In all honesty, she’d been plagued by him since his large hand pulled her into that tent. Her face flushed at the thought as she waited at that picnic table.

She’d never even dated someone like him before. Normally her boyfriends were slight in stature and her ex-girlfriend was the type to bake bread and quietly enjoy tea on rainy afternoons. Minji really thought she was shaking things up with AJ and Camilo, but then… Tai. Everything about him was big, his thighs, his arms, his lips, his eyebrows, him… He just loomed over her. It was more than distracting.

And now they were here behind the waterfall, both splashed with water, making her hair cling to her left cheek and his shirt plastered to his chest. Cheating was wrong, and technically, she was coupled up with Camilo. But her mind didn’t operate with the rules of Love Island, in the real world, she and Camilo went on a few dates and then she would meet Tai and…her moment with Camilo would be a thing of the past. Her time before drew further and further away when Tai had taken her hand in his.

She knew that she was blushing; she couldn’t help it. Tai’s entire aura felt powerful, almost menacing if you didn’t know him. She knew, however, that underneath all 6’3” rugby muscle was a man who loved pottery as well. Maybe that was why she didn’t feel intimidated standing beside him. She felt brave. Minji never had trouble standing up for herself nor did she need a man in order to be free, but she couldn’t help but be drawn by the way that Tai made her feel. After all, his hugs made you feel warm and safe.

“I love the way you sound, Minji,” he said. Her eyes glazed over with lust. That was it; she was a puddle on the floor. “Would you say something for me?”

“Like what?” She said, trying to save herself some time to figure out what in the hell she was going to say? Something flirty or funny?

Out of everything she could have said, she chose a tongue twister. Someone please come and collect her before she could say anything else embarrassing. But he laughed, he actually found it amusing.

“The first time I heard your voice, I was in the kitchen. The telly wasn’t even on very loud,” he mused. She couldn’t stop looking at his eyes, dark with the perfect amount of crinkles whenever he smiled. “I had to stop washing up and turn up the volume.”

He was closer now, feeling his warm breath on her cheek. The low, electric buzz in the air chased away her inhibitions, but her conversation with Camilo before she left kept badgering her. She went to kiss his cheek, but he captured her mouth with his.

The villa was completely gone.

One hand went straight to his neck, the other tangled up in his curls. The action engulfed her senses in flowers and sandalwood. This man even smelled good. As the kiss deepened, his hands made it to her waist, squeezing slightly, and a groan appeared at the back of his throat. Before he drew away, he nipped lightly on her bottom lip and smiled when she whimpered in response.

“I could listen to your voice all day,” he said, looking at her lips. There was a tinge of mischief in his voice, as if to say that he could listen to her voice in every form, whimpers and moans and all.

“You have a sexy voice too,” she blushed and tried to bring more of the attention away from her. The breeze and the damp cooled her off, but it couldn’t distract her from the fact that she was getting more and more slick in between her thighs. When he laughed and tucked his hair back behind his ear, her eyes followed his fingers, then they noticed how the light made his curls shine.

“But I bet you could say anything and it’d be hot,” he challenged, an eyebrow raised.

“Even if I said something unsexy like… mulch?” Minji challenged back. Even when complimented, she always enjoyed keeping people on their toes.

“Even that. Still hot,” he said playfully. She let out a breath in amusement. Challenge accepted. She leaned in, her lips almost touching his ear. She could feel him shiver.

“That’s hot all by itself,” he said, his voice low and full of desire. She smirked, taking note of all the ways she had an effect on him for the next time. If it was her voice he wanted, she might as well try her best to get him going.

“Another day, I could do this while you run your hands all over my body. My hands going from playing with your hair to traveling down your chest going further and further until I get to your zipper,” she teased, not getting to the juicier bits until he was bursting. “I’ll slowly unzip and start stroking you softly, lazily, like we’ve already done this many times before.”

His eyes looked at her, sparkling, clearly liking what he was hearing. Her fingers traced the edge of his bathing suit as she continued, “And when you’re nice and ready, I’ll climb on top of you and we can—”

Tai’s breath caught in his throat and he reached to touch her lips to quiet her. His finger didn’t leave when he said, “Oh, that sounds amazing. I hope I get to experience it soon.”

His finger was gone, but she could still feel him. Minji was impatient and wanted them to experience it now. She was fidgety with anticipation, and from how much tighter the front of Tai’s pants looked, he was feeling the same way. Minji was ready to jump, but instead, he started to speak again.

“Waterfalls are cool because they are sort of always traveling backwards,” he stated confidently. Minji was left confused, wondering how they went from dirty talk to talking about waterfalls again.

“I have no idea what you’re on about,” she confessed, praying that this wouldn’t ruin the mood they were setting. Though, it was odd that he so abruptly changed the conversation topic.

“It’s something about how the water from a waterfall rubs the rocks up there and eventually they’ll fall away and make the waterfall move backwards,” he explained. “In a few years time, this little cave will get bigger or be completely open because the waterfall would have moved backwards.” There was a pause. “I used to feel like I was never really moving forward, a bit like a waterfall. But I’ve got to say, being here with you now has totally changed that.”

A small smile graced Minji’s face. With that sentiment, Minji was glad that they didn’t rush into just getting down and dirty. Tai was already starting to feel comfortable with opening up to her. Between this and the story about him and his dad, it felt good. It wasn’t much, but it felt like the beginnings of something real. This wasn’t just a forbidden, one-time rendezvous. This was them.

The glint of mischief in his eyes was matched by her own smirk as she revealed the condom she slipped into her bra before they traversed behind the waterfall. A sudden wave of anxiety hit her.

“No pressure, but if you want to do it, I’m up for it,” the words stumbled out of her, all too eager. Minji knew that she was hot and that Tai was into her, but this small fear of rejection invaded the back of her mind.

“Ha, nice!” His eyes travelled down then back up her body. “You came prepared.”

Her cheeks flared. “I found them in the picnic hamper!”

Tai grinned as she moved closer to him, “You don’t have to ask me twice, then.” Her nerves dissipated, and her confidence rose up again.

He laid himself down onto his back and Minji took him in for a second, how the mist had clung to his chest and made it glisten, how his thighs seemed to want to spill out from beneath his jeans, how his eyes pierced into her. The man embodied temptation.

She climbed on top of him and started to kiss his neck. His smell surrounded her. It made her want to devour him. She thought that she heard him say something, but she didn’t dwell on it. He was absolutely delicious.

Minji nibbled his ear, and she could feel his hands, surprisingly soft for an athlete, go from the outer curves of her hips to her waist, inching her top higher like he was unwrapping her.

“Is this okay?” He whispered. She felt warm pressed up against his body. “Can I—”

She pressed her chest harder against his body, and felt his breath hitch as she responded, “Absolutely.”

He lifted her yellow bandeau off of her easily enough revealing her bare chest. His mouth twitches into a bigger smile.

“Is that… a nipple piercing?” He asked her, almost like this made Minji more herself, like he didn’t predict it but it made sense. Minji just shrugged.

“I had a rebellious phase while in undergrad at uni,” she explained. “I just couldn’t commit to both.”

“It’s hot.”

She leaned down and kissed him as she decided it would be his turn to show some torso, undoing his buttons and shrugging his shirt off. His tattoos were mesmerizing, taking up half his chest. She traced them down to his stomach. Tai was clearly a whole hunk of muscle, but his abs weren’t too defined. She adored it.

Minji rolled over onto her back to shimmy her pants off. Tai took the same opportunity. When their clothes were piled together far away from the spray of the waterfall, they wasted no time connecting again. She rolled back on top of him, arms wrapped around his neck and shoulders as he sat both of them up, mouths savoring one another. He was a furnace of a man, getting hotter as they kept going. His whole body blushed. She could feel him, rigid against her stomach, and as she went to bite his bottom lip and tug lightly; she felt it twitch as well. She adjusted herself so her stomach would flex against it and pulled away from the kissing to look him in the eye.

“Tell me how bad you want me,” she spoke through the lust in her throat. He looked precious, lips slightly swollen and parted.

“I need you,” he said simply. “I need to taste you.”

Like a sudden realization, he laid her down. He kissed behind her ear, to the peak of her collarbone, his lips and tongue trailing a frantic path down her body. He planted a kiss around her hip bone, which sent a shiver down her body and a moan to free itself past her lips. He glanced up quickly and noted the ways that he made her react. The next kiss was to the inner part of her thigh; he could already smell her arousal and wondered how long she’d been like this. Did he really have such an effect on her? Tai looked up, wanting to see her face.

He started with long and slow strokes of his tongue, broad strokes. Minji sighed in pleasure, arching her back against the wet moss and rocks. Something about him and this waterfall just made her feel primal and needy. She leaned her head back, arching her body a bit to adjust to the cave floor, but the view of her arching spurred Tai on. He switched to the tip of his tongue to play with her clit, inserting a finger at the same time. His strokes were growing frantic, wanting to see her completely undone. Minji let out a whine as her hand came to cover her eyes. One finger became two, and her whimpers turned into moans. His fingers moved magically within her as his tongue played with her clit. Tai relished in her noises; they motivated him to just make her louder. Let nature, the air, God, let them all know that he was the cause of her undoing.

He sucked a little harder and the sensation was becoming too much for Minji. She groaned as his mouth released from her, a small sound of protest that was quickly overtaken with a surprised gasp as he lightly blew cool air onto her overly-sensitive clit. Her legs wrapped tight around his head, and her hands found their way to his hair, urging him to finish what he had started. A grin found its way onto Tai’s features, his chin wet with her, but instead of giving into her demands, he kissed his way back up her body—once on her hip bone, another next to her belly button, the next under her left breast, the one with the piercing, before latching onto it. Tongue swirling around it, he let himself enjoy the sensation of the cool metal barbells against his tongue. She cooed in satisfaction, still using her hand to stroke his hair which was half out of his hair tie. They looked at one another at the same time, eyes darker like they had lost some kind of innocence in the discovery of each other’s bodies. One hand was still eager to have her cum and the other was slow in leading himself back up to meet her eyes, and as he kissed her lips, his thumb started to play with her clit desperately. Tai swallowed her moans for himself, devouring his favorite parts of her.

It didn’t take much more for her to cum after that. To his shock, she actually got quiet as she came. Not a sound was uttered, and yet it was clear that she was unraveling—mouth agape, hand fisted in his hair tugging slightly, eyes open, her walls clenched and pulsing around his fingers. The rush of the waterfall had disappeared when she came, only the sound was the pounding of her heartbeat. Her body released from him, and she broke out into a small laugh. His kisses peppered her face absentmindedly as he removed his fingers from her. She grabbed his hands and brought his fingers to her mouth, licking up and placing the tip of his middle finger into her mouth sucking lightly. His eyes tracked her every movement, and when her own looked up through her lashes to meet his, he knew he was in trouble.

She moved her other hand from his shoulder to between the two of them, giving him some relief. His hips bucked into her touch, hands softer than heaven. He grunted as she led him to flip over and balance his weight on his elbows, her hands still stroking him languid and firm.

Tai closed his eyes and let his head fall back, and she was keen on watching his movements. But first, she wanted to forge a path from his cheek to his neck to his shoulder. She threw her leg over his torso like she was about to mount a horse. Half of her body was still being sprayed by the waterfall, and she could barely think as she looked around for the condom. It was discarded on the ground with beads of water on the foil; she nearly struggled to get it open and slide it onto him considering that water and lube do not mix well. Once the condom was securely on, she took a breath knowing that this was it. Her eyes darted to his, wanting to see how badly he needed her too.

She placed her hands on each side of his face and kissed him deeply as she sank herself down on him. Minji couldn’t help but gasp at the sensation of feeling him filling her, nerves still alive from her orgasm before.

“Holy shit,” he whispered, his hand firmly grasped on the flesh of her ass. When she got to the hilt, she took a small second to live in this feeling of him completely surrendering to her, taming this stallion. Minji felt powerful. She started to roll her hips and bounce her ass at a rhythm that was absolutely sinful. She didn’t feel the need to ease into anything. After all, being gone for too long would raise too many suspicions, not that she would care if people knew. Tai had so fully captured her attention and desire, there was not a person who could make her regret this. Her movements started to become more dramatic, letting more of him out in order to feel the full strokes of his entire length when she guided him back in. Their foreheads were both together, a mixture of water and sweat dripping down both their foreheads, both panting. Their breath lingered and danced together, warm compared to the cooler air that surrounded them.

Tai let himself sit up, freeing his hand to grab the back of her neck as he captured her lips with his own. His tongue laid siege on hers. She felt herself clench as he was adjusting them, a response to this new, advantageously deeper angle. His moan was deep and guttural and full of anticipation of what was to come. Minji kissed his chin then up along his jaw until she was behind his ear. She placed a delicate kiss onto his earlobe before licking a small stripe along the edge. He shuddered underneath her, bringing his face down into the nape of her neck.

“You fill me so well, Tai,” she praised him, her voice low. “I want you to cum soon.”

“Holy hell, Minji,” he moaned into her neck. He started to place kisses there, fighting back the temptation to mark her there. “You’re a naughty one.”

“Did you have any suspicions that I like to play nice?” She purred, letting the feeling of him deep inside her overwhelm the slight burning sensation in her abs. Minji moved so she was leaning back more, grabbing behind her onto his shins for leverage. She smirked at him.

“You’re dangerous,” he spoke through a chuckle.

“Life’s too boring otherwise,” she stated plainly, letting her movements increase in force. It gave her tits more of a bounce, which Tai appreciated. He took the opportunity to palm at them, squeezing them, finding out more and more about her body. Her eyes could flash through ten different emotions in a moment, and then the next you’re stuck wondering where her head was at. But now, as she was riding him into complete bliss, her eyes said one thing and Tai was sure of it: in this moment, she was his. He paid attention to where the creases appeared and disappeared in her waist as she moved, the way she was slowly losing her nerve as she got closer to her climax, how honestly she took control. She was bold and knew exactly what she wanted. In this moment, he was what she wanted. What a woman.

Their moans were getting more frequent, reverberating off cave walls. She loved how vocal he was, basking in it. Of course, this would be one of the only times they could be completely uninhibited. They might as well savor it. Her eyes were closed, memorizing the feeling of this, of him inside her and the echo of the cave—the way their bodies felt with one another. The air around them felt electric; a storm brewing. Thunder rolling under their skin.

“Minji,” he mewed, almost like a whine. She brought a hand to the side of his face and looked him in the eye.

“Just like that… like that,” she managed between breaths. Bringing her face towards his, she was aiming to kiss him, but his dick… this man… was intoxicating. Instead, she rested her forehead on his shoulder. Tai took the opportunity to rest his head against hers. Her arms wrapped around him, hands grasping against his muscular back.

Lightning struck.

It moved from deep within her, up her spine, and shot out from behind her eyes. Sparks. Her honest moans were quieted with the rush of her orgasm. She could feel how she pulsated around him, urging him to follow suit. It was overwhelming, which hindered her movements. Tai was fully focused on her undoing, leaning into her orgasm and using it to his advantage.

“Fuck—” he muttered before spilling over. “Holy fuck.”

Minji hummed in approval, feeling the aftershocks slowly subsiding. She placed kisses up his shoulder. When she planted one on his lips she sighed, content. Tai’s hand bunched into her hair, soft and smelling of peaches. His tongue traced her bottom lip. Taking the hint, she let her mouth open to his, deepening the kiss and teasing the possibility of revving up for a round two. But there wasn’t time, and she couldn’t afford to spend another moment in his arms, her skin haunted with his lingering scent.

“Wow,” he complimented both of their efforts. She winked as she rolled off of him, taking a moment to lay down and give herself a moment to recover.

“Wow,” she echoed, a smile on her face.

“Doing it behind a waterfall,” Tai mused, making a tick in the air. “Check.”

She chuckled breathlessly, “Bucket list completed.” She sprawled her arms out and closed her eyes as if preparing herself for something, “I’m ready now.”

“Well, if you don’t mind waiting, I need you alive if we’re going to finally shake things up in the villa,” Tai said poking her cheek playfully. She opened one eye to look at him. “I also don’t want it to seem like I just killed you with my penis.”

She burst into laughter, her smile reaching her eyes. “Murder, that would certainly kill the mood for the others,” she agreed, sitting up to get dressed again. He followed her. His presence was hard to not notice. He kissed her shoulder.

“We have to go back,” she reminded him gently. She only heard him sigh in response.

“Then we better go.”

[elizabethrobertajones]

Hey 😊 What are your thoughts on not!Lucille being included in 12x15? I feel like I'm the only one (unpopular opinion coming) but I hated the way they did it? The fact that Dean ENJOYED using the bat (or at least seemed to), and was looking at it/handling it with REVERENCE creeped me out? It just drew parallels with Negan that I didn't want drawn? I mean I get that it's JDM, but Dean should never be paralleled with Negan 😭😭, it betrays who he is as a character just to get a cool reference in😭

Heya! Funnily enough I ended up in the same place, kind of. At least, being totally horrified by it, after I had a very good laugh on first impressions. I don’t think they shouldn’t have done it though because it was a great joke on first impression and then the fridge horror of it all actually works really well for me thematically with exactly what was going on in that scene ANYWAY so it was actually an incredibly clever and layered joke that I think happened to just fit in with something they were trying to tell anyway.

I actually talked out everything I had to say about it in my watching notes, so I hope you don’t mind me C&P-ing them to save time, after I already C&P’d a conversation with @mittensmorgul to save time on writing these, so really this is incredibly incredibly lazy :D Laziness squared.

Pfft some extras from the Walking Dead wander into the Bunker making obvious pop culture references. Do we even analyse that mention of Dad or do we just laugh hysterically and move on?

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Wait so that time when they seemed to have it on set they weren’t just fucking around with the baseball bat because they felt like making one but it was actually going to be in an episode oh my god

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I wonder if Mary has been watching The Walking Dead or if she hasn’t had time.

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Being distracted by Mittens:

elizabethrobertajonesWait - Sam is clean… is this meta or are we still in the pop culture reference?

mittensmorgulThe things on Dean, “ghoul, wraith, siren.”

elizabethrobertajonesyeahThey fought a SIRENWHAT HAPPENI want to know everything

mittensmorgulI DON’T KNOW?!

elizabethrobertajonesI bet if it was “back to back to back” they didn’t have time for it to be complicated

mittensmorgulI mean, DEAN fought the siren, Sam is completely clean

elizabethrobertajonesWHY IS SAM CLEAN

mittensmorgulAnd Dean’s been wearing his underpants for four daysPeople are screaming OOC

elizabethrobertajonesoh god

mittensmorgulI have no idea

elizabethrobertajonesAhahahahah  "Frodo"

mittensmorgulSort of reminded me of how he looked after he killed the stynes

elizabethrobertajonesIs that a thing

mittensmorgul:D

elizabethrobertajonesmaybe they intentionally USE those code namesmaybe Mary talked to Samwait if Mick is telling Sam where to gohas he given them “back to back to back”

mittensmorgulyes…

elizabethrobertajonesand Dean did all the killingand Sam was cleanOkay THERE’S the symbolism I was looking for :P

mittensmorguldo go on…:D

elizabethrobertajonesI am literally paused just at “Frodo” and his missing campers message so idk what happens nextbut yeah :PDean’s being used as the weapon here and Sam’s coordinatingAka trying to turn him into Ketchor Mark!DeanSam doesn’t have any blood on his hands for these huntsand they’re coming too fast for Dean to process them and work out shades of grey….

mittensmorgulYep

elizabethrobertajoneswhich means the Negan thing is probably a reference to how bloody it has all beenand not just a joke >.>

mittensmorgulnope

elizabethrobertajonesthey’re trying to turn him back into a bloody single minded hunter like Johnthis is awfulI LAUGHEDnow I feel horrible about it all :P

elizabethrobertajonesAlso Dean not being a germ freak about it all is probably a bad sign >.>

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elizabethrobertajonesOh no Sam lyingepically

mittensmorgulyep

elizabethrobertajonesreminds me of 8x01 when he tells Dean how he found Kevinbut he actually did thatDean like Purgatory DeanWait fuck that baseball bat is his purgatory weapon*slides under the table* Go away NeganThis is worse than the Eliot Ness thing

To clarify that last reference, it’s when they get to the uni campus and Sam explains in great detail how he tracked Kevin via his IP address and router and stuff, while Dean sits there unimpressed eating his first burger back from Purgatory. Despite actually being shown as the better HACKER (thanks, “Strictly into Dick” moment) Sam’s got a broader computer knowledge while Dean seems to have just intuitively picked up the software Frank and Charlie taught him better than Sam, probably because Dean learns the tools of the trade while Sam is, really broadly, more aligned with lore and research (this is a gross oversimplification for both but all these moments play into it) 

I think it was also that Dean forgot computers while he was in Purgatory and had to sort of re-learn being in the modern world and showing him not following computer babble was a good way to show how his mind was working right then… he re-learns it off-screen and within a few episodes was perfectly competent again. Dean making silly comments about computers only being good for monsters and porn also echoes that sentiment while he’s in a sort of over-hunted exhaustion because I think the point was to show him in a very particular state where all the Dean danger signs are flaring up, from not being precious about keeping his home tidy and initially rejecting the shower, to almost… tempting him with the high of killing monsters endlessly, and making him channel the darker part of himself that gets involved in killing. The attack dog imagery wasn’t spelled out for once, but Sam being completely clean showed the imbalance even before we see he’s getting all the cases…

Anyway Dean channelling Negan is awful and I haven’t even seen TWD but the meta links are brilliant even with a casual outside eye on what’s going on there, because the shadow of John is over everything all the time, and Negan is like… a worst case scenario or something, a way to really explore the idea of John as the boogeyman he is in the narrative because there’s a fresh reminder out there of Negan being like… a pop culture renowned worst villain ever contender because he’s really horrifying people and making big pop culture waves as far as I can tell sitting over here really not caring what JDM or TWD are up to and hearing all about it from multiple sources anyway :P I was wondering if they’d sneak a reference in but that was extremely blatant. It would be for someone who’s actually watched TWD to comment in-depth, but anyway linking John and Negan in the narrative is CLEARLY pulling pop culture strings to make a point, and one that works in the story… 

Not to say John was that bad, but to remind us that he was a dark, ruthless hunter, for example in 2x03 he was compared to Gordon, and we’ve always known he was falling out with mainstream hunters, and clearly with a black and white revenge-y approach to monsters that would fit well with the BMoL’s goals. He instilled “saving people, hunting things” in Dean (who passed it onto Sam) but 1x01 and 1x02 are a lot about taking up the mantle of that job because John’s moved on, abandoning everything to do with working regular cases and saving people, to work on the revenge mission. It’s clear that Dean especially in season 1 and both of them in general are much more focused on saving people, and Sam in 1x22 has his huge moment at the end of picking family over revenge, after which in 2x02 he clearly gets onto the same path Dean was on in 1x02 of focusing on the job and saving people… Anyway that’s all in contrast of what we learn about John while he’s around, which is mostly that he’s running around doing plot stuff and throwing cases their way to deal with, and not behaving as a regular hunter who’d work those cases himself. He’s on a quest to get revenge where that darkness has consumed him, and we see all season through Sam, what that means with the danger it could consume him too, until Sam rejects it at the last moment. But in many cases revenge makes Sam reckless and impatient and he leaves or argues with Dean about why they’re following orders and working regular cases, so if you parallel them together, you see through Sam that John had no interest in “saving people hunting things” any more, and that it had probably only been something he did on the side to his revenge mission anyway, emotionally. Like, he starts the family business, but out of necessity, while his sons are raised in it and as a life, changing the way they relate to saving people…

Sorry, this is really rambly but I get the feeling no one ever reads my long rewatches where I write very long essays about this sort of thing, so I’m trying to summarise in a few paragraphs something I’ve written like maybe 100k words on at least after wandering through season 1 and 2 getting really invested in the early Winchester family drama :P

Anyway! tl;dr John is still haunting them, especially when Dean is in a bad way, ESPECIALLY when he’s being made to prioritise “hunting things” over “saving people” because there’s a REALLY fragile balance and Dean only functions well when he’s over on the “saving people” side, and if he’s not, angst follows :P Even just being made to hunt monsters non-stop immediately wears down on Dean’s humanity, and so you get a parallel like this, and to Purgatory, Mark!Dean, and generally showing all sorts of the good parts of Dean stripped away. >.> I think it’s a warning we should be WORRIED about Dean, NOT a direct comparison between Dean and Negan, especially as he makes the comparison himself between John and not!Lucile, and therefore the parallel is between John and Negan, and Dean’s just caught up in that as an incidental part of his characterisation, but probably isn’t going to go around braining people willy nilly.