#john wincheser

[pedrospascaled]

@giftober 2024 | DAY 25: Devilish ➛ Supernatural : S01E22 - Devil's Trap

[mattzerella-sticks]

Mary in front of a blue car.

John in front of a green storefront.

Could I be any more obvious...

[yashmael]

AU, где у Винчестеров и Каса нет охоты, магии и вообще никаких сверхъестественных сил. Мэри никто не убивал, все жили счастливо (ну относительно). 

Что-что? Кас - доставщик пиццы? Ну да, все правильно. Вы не переубедите меня

[i-miss-balthazar]

Dean’s Not Fine

Warnings: Mentioned child abuse, some graphic imagery regarding Dean’s death in season 3, panic attacks

Rating: Teen

Pairing: I guess you can read it as Destiel if you wanted?

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A demon hunt shouldn’t have been a big deal. It wasn’t like they were taking out a really powerful one, it was supposed to be simple. By all means, it should’ve been simple. 

Sam wasn’t with him when he’d encountered the demon. Cas was, but Sam had gone to interrogate witnesses while Dean checked the scene. It was an abandoned warehouse, because when isn't it an abandoned warehouse? They didn’t think the demon would be there, but there she was. They had cornered her, when she smirked and whistled. 

Click. Click. Click. 

Dean felt paralyzed. His limbs could work, yes, but he forgot how to use them. His lungs must’ve shrank, because he could only exchange tiny gasps of air. Dean’s eyes darted around, trying to figure out where the beast was, but his vision got blurry, and he wasn’t sure if it was from tears or the fear that made him feel like he was trying to swim in whipped cream; too thin to float, too thick to swim in. He wanted to run, but he couldn’t convince his legs to move, he was just stuck. 

In an instant, the scenery around him changed. Dean was back in the motel. He could hear his heart racing in his ears, and it felt as though it would explode from his chest. 

“Dean…” Cas began, concern in his tone, but his voice faded in the ringing of Dean’s ears. He was probably still talking, but it was all too much, Dean couldn’t handle it. Then he felt Cas’s arms wrap around him, and that's when he broke. His knees buckled, and he started sobbing. All he could think about was the gnashing of teeth, and hearing his skin rip under the dog’s claws as the beast drug him down to hell. The terror was overwhelming, and just knowing the hellhound was there… it brought it all back. 

Dean wasn’t sure how long he’d remained there, so lost in the fear, Castiel’s arms the only thing reminding him he was safe. It must’ve been awhile, though, because the light glimmering through the window had faded into the soft gold rays of dusk. Hesitantly, Dean pulled away from Cas, wiping the tear tracks off his face. 

“Are you okay, Dean?” Cas asked softly. 

“Fine.” Dean dismissed, grabbing a beer from the mini fridge. 

“You just had a panic attack, Dean, don’t brush this off!” Cas scolded. Dean just opened his beer, taking a sip. “Has this happened before?” Castiel interrogated, crossing his arms. Dean finished his sip. 

“Couple times when I was little.” Dean dismissed. Back then it was about Dad. Dad had a temper, and Dean was often the victim of his outbursts. Dean would do something wrong, and John would yell at him loud enough to make the walls shake. He would even hit Dean whenever he did something bad enough. Dean was so scared of what his father would do when he started to yell, he’d stand like a deer in the headlights, nodding ‘yes sir’ and ‘no sir’ when applicable;  his brain went on autopilot so Dad wouldn’t yell more while his mind shrivelled up in a fit of panic. Dean knew crying would just get him in more trouble, so when John finished and left for the bar, he’d lock himself in the bathroom, sitting in the motel tub, sobbing until it hurt, and the trembles faded. When his head stopped hurting, and his dizziness subsided, he’d slink out, and lie to Sam and say it was fine-

 Cas’s hand gently caressing his face drew him back from his thoughts. 

“It has…” Cas inferred, a sad look in his eyes. “How often?” The angel asked. Dean looked away, and Cas sighed softly. “Have you ever gotten tested for panic disorder?” Dean gave him an incredulous look, and Cas sighed. “You should. You can get medication to help.” He urged. 

“I’m not going to a shrink.” Dean stated. 

“Dean. Just humour me?” Cas asked. Dean rolled his eyes, before making the mistake of making eye contact with him. Falling victim to the pleading blue paradise, Dean couldn’t find it in him to say no. 

“Fine. I’ll go once, okay?” He groaned.  

“Thank you, Dean…” Castiel sighed, pulling him into his arms. And Dean let him.

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Author’s Note: This is an idea I developed after having my first panic attack last Christmas. Projecting myself into Dean really helped me process and understand what happened, so yeah! Healing!

[hungryfan45]

idea1 cas comes to our world to live out a fantasy he wishs he could do to the wincheser bros to their actors jensen and jared where he forces jensen to suck is dick the cock vores him digests him into cum (fatal) cum him up Jensens ass then adds Jensen to HIS ass idea2 Danisnotonfire makes a fansonly video showcasing him turning amazing phil into assfat(fatal) idea3 John cena makes the miz his ass fat(fatal) live in the ring idea4 ian hecox is mad at Anthony padilla so he churn him to jizz

Good ideas.

[castielsparkle]

dean wincheser shoudlve killed john winchester whith hammers. i can tell you that much

[dodgerjammies]

ep 8 “Bugs” , and im going to talk about sam and dean very, sepralty here

dean wants two very diffrent things, he wants his brother to go and be happy, free, lead a normal life, but he dosnt want to be alone, he cant have both

sam wants to lead a normal life, collage married, the whole nine years, and as of now, he really only thinks he putting it on hold

john was an abusive asshole, to both of them, but there is where a huge diffrence is, dean knew his father before mary died, when john was a good dad, dean watch john become obessive and abusive, and he held out hope that if they found the thing that killed mary, he’d get his dad back, so long as he stayed and helped, because he had hope for having a good dad

sam never saw any of that, all sam ever saw was an abusive man pushing his son much to hard and far to young, sam never knew a loving father, there was no hope in his heart for the idea of him ever being good again, because to sam he was never good in the first place, so he left, because he had no hope for having a good dad

dean got to know his mom, his dad, not john wincheser the hunter, no, his dad, his little brother, family means something very big to him, his whole life is about keeping his family together

sam never got those things, his only family was, and is, dean, aside from dean, family ment nothing to him, he had no point in keepnig his family together, so he left

\ seeing sam and dean fleshed out as brothers, rather than just as invuddual people, made they're trauma feel much more real

[silvialing]

LMAO，jus saw this from a destiel fanfic and i cant,jus cant

CONtAINS JOHN WINCHESER lol